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jazjelspen · 2 months

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devil's spawn.

angel alastor w/ radio demon daughter reader

(notes: based off of the concept of my other story 'my angel baby' except alastor and his adopted daughter switch places and personalities. In Alastor's pov (?)in this chapter.)

(caution: RUSHED!! definitely rushed qwq so I greatly apologize. Not proofread in the slightest. Might have cringe parts am so sorriy qwq)

(Alastor is still in a way the angel version of 'the radio demon' except he's called 'the radio angel' by his fans, but he doesn't refer to himself as such since angel alastor is actually humble)

(I'm willing to make another part but considering Hs becoming more stressful and it blowing my brain up it'll definitely take time, but always willing to make more if wanted/needed)

It was another bright and fresh day in heaven, Alastor clinging the laundry up on the line while his mother, whom he managed to find in his decades inside the pearly gates, sat on a rocking chair reading a book as she usually would.

The bright heavenly lights making his halo shine, complimenting his wings, other neighborly 'winners' he would be acquainted with would walk by and greet him with a wave or a tip of their hats to him while he was outside fixing their clothes.

In this particular universe, Alastor is the complete opposite of his original counterpart. Where the original Alastor would hurt and destroy, this version of him would care and heal. He was selfless, kind, compassionate and sympathetic to which again is also a complete twist around compared his original self.

Alastor died out of an accidental kill, mistaken for a deer and shot through the head while he was out in the forest collecting his adoptive daughter's favorite flowers, at her favorite flower meadow on the day of her eighteenth birthday.

Unfortunately due to missing his baby girl's birthday and being taken away from her too soon for his liking he has been living in pure regret, panic, and pure sorrow form having to leave her too early and it pained him everyday.

He raised you all by himself while juggling his passion for radio hosting, finding comfort in your innocence and smiles when he first found you and as you grew up you gave him a reason to live and work.

That's the only thing that him and the original sadistic version Alastor have in common; the fatherly love for their daughters who are also their entire lives. Their love traverses across universes.

Eventually the more you grew up the more.. peculiar and unique you became.. your innocence would melt away with a sadistic fire in your eyes that he would notice at times but would try his best to lead you in the ways of love and compassion which you had for him but lacked for those around you..

Alastor was finishing up his morning chores for his mother's home before he would eventually go back inside and get a few necessities before leaving his home. His pearly coat, his shining microphone staff, fix his appearance in the mirror just a tad, and finally hugging his mother goodbye from the porch to head up and down the street towards the main part of the city.

Yes, he was still a radio host as well too.

Instead of broadcasting screams of pain and terror from sinners he instead would give voices to those who wished to express their passions, interview everyday folk and influential people on opinions and advice to those listening to his radio show and he even has good connections and acquaintances to the high Seraphims of heaven in order to get the latest news in the ruling of heaven.

He's just as famous as he was in life, maybe more considering how many people there are in heaven alone.

His polished shoes creating sounds on the pavement as he hummed a special tune that he adores, a tune he used to sing to you. Yet again still greeting passing by acquaintances and fans of his show with genuine glee and care.

Alastor waved off to an old friend while walking by, shining his taken cared for smile. "Good to see you again Roger, don't forget to tune in soon in a few hours! It'll be a real gas so don't miss i-- oh my!"

Alastor looked down as he seemed to bump into someone small, looking down at his feet he saw a young little girl. Another fellow 'winner' she seemed to have bumped into him with chocolate smeared around her mouth with a giddy yet apologetic smile on her face. And unfortunately smeared some chocolate on his pants.

"Hiya mister!" she waved, showing her dirtied little hand as well "Sorries! I didn't watch where I was going..!"

Alastor noticed the stain and his jaw hung slightly from surprise but then immediately laughed it off, petting the young girl on the head in understanding.

"Oh little one, don't worry about it at all! Here, so you can clean yourself up." He then took a white embroidered handkerchief for his chest pocket to give to the little girl who then wiped her face and her hands, seeing her struggle a bit Alastor graciously held her hands gently to wipe them off for her and her nose as well.

"Mary!" A voice exclaimed that approached, a woman than came into view, a winner as well. "Oh! Well if it isn't our most kind radio host! I deeply apologize about my daughter sir.." The mother would smile sheepishly and apologetically. "Thank you so much for helping my little girl, I apologize for her clumsiness! Could I perhaps offer you help of any kind?..”

Alastor shook his head as he would then neatly fold the handkerchief and saved it in his coat this time so that he could remember to wash it when he got back home. "Oh no no! No need ma'am, it's nothing a little magic can't cover up for the time being!" He smiled at the woman who now had her hands placed on her daughter's shoulders with a sigh slipping through her lips. He looked down at the girl as he gave her a pat on the head "On the other hand, are you okay dear? I do hope you didn't hit yourself too hard!.."

The little girl shook her head as well in reply, "Nu-uh mister! Thank you for helping me! I promise not to bump into anymore misters or any misseses!" Oh her messing up of words ringed a bell in his head

"How darling! Take care of yourself and your mother now, " He looked up at the woman to then lower his head slightly in respect before resuming his steps again "Apologies for the rush, just trying to see if I can get some special guests on my radio show tonight!"

The woman waved at him 'goodbye' with her young girl following suit "Oh I sure hope they agree! Good day to you Alastor!"

"Good day to you as well madame!" he waved back as he finally took enough steps away from them to now get a clearer view of the inside of the city.

He couldn't help but sigh in despair, he remembers when he used to have his own little girl.

Took care of her as if she was his own blood, as if they came form the same flesh and heritage.

And although you didn't, he never loved you any less.

His smile faltered slightly but picked it up quickly, rushing towards the next moving tram that he recognized to get to his destination: the middle of the city. Once he saw one and hopped on, he could feel his heart pump with blood he once had as red and now as gold as the tears of the elder angels.

If what he heard was right, he would try to get a segment with three special guests from hell.

Sure, he knew that they came from a place of bad and evil but that didn't deter him any less. From life to death he would give voices to everyone that needed to be heard and he would follow it no matter where someone came from.

The fresh breezes and the smell of bakeries, restaurants, the sounds of workers in mom and pop shops and independent growing businesses were like music. He could've sworn that even the laughter of children and the chattering of friends, couples, and families amongst each other turned into melodies in through his brain circuits.

Heaven was.. heaven.

But his only sin was not speaking out at heaven's hypocrisy or flaws at times. Many times he would but it turned into heaven setting restrictions on him.. silencing his own voice. He was never fond of that but apparently according to Sera and that blasphemous Adam, it was required. 'To avoid panic and prevent disturbances amongst the people of heaven' or so they'd say.

He was working on a way to go around that.. change their minds. But it was much harder than he anticipated.

Oh!-- The tram stopped with a loud hiss and ring.

Alastor snapped out of his thoughts would hop off the tram and finally start resuming his walk. He was now just a block away, the more he walked the less the voices and sounds of work distanced, entering a quieter part of the city. He was now in the smack middle of the entrance to heaven, where ice cream shops were laid in rows, cafes as well, people quietly chatting and drinking their beverages or eating their food.

Oh! And he could heard a familiar tune! It was that one.. welcome song that St. Peter would often sing..

Not a favorite song of his.. at all.. but he applauded them for effort!

Maybe a splash of swing or jazz would bring it to life.. but he assumed that was the old man in him talking.

For the time being he decided to watch some place nearby yet not too close since he knew that if he stayed where he was he would be caught up in the performance and he would have to sing with them..

Waiting at the side and hearing the singing come closer and close Alastor would make himself busy by polishing his microphone with his breathe and sleeve, fixing and dusting himself off as to not give any bad first impressions.

And thankfully he managed to remember his stain that the little girl left-- forgetting about it due to wanting to get to his destination on time and helping the poor thing. With a gentle swish of his staff pointed at the stained he then managed to cover it with his heaven-given magic.

Once the full group performance made his way towards his direction was when he stood up straight, chin high, shoulders fixed, looking good as always Alastor.

He heard Emily's voice among the performance, the youngest of the two Seraphims.

He's quite close with the two, at first only starting as something for business until one day he got closer to them and confessed his past, and his regrets.

Emily reminds him much of his daughter, the high angel having an enthusiasm and mentality of a late teenager or young woman, same age his daughter was when he last saw her.

He thought, wondered, pondered, dreamed-- what his little girl grew up into.

His eyes stared at his microphone, the shine of silver blinding him when he turned it for a spot of sunshine to burn his eyes slightly.

Did she grow up into an incredible woman? Did she ever find love? Settle down and have children? How has she matured? Does she resent him for leaving him so soon even if he never meant to? Does she look completely different? Did she ever change her name?

Were you even up here at all?

He hopes you were, looking and asking for you far and wide in heaven. Did you seclude yourself? Did you hide from him on purpose?

Or were you simply in hell..

No-- his little girl couldn't be in hell. Sure she had concerning hobbies, thoughts, ways of doing things but it didn't deserve her going to hell of all places.

You had to be up here, somewhere.. you had to.

A somber sigh escaped his lips as he stared at his reflection in the object between his palms and fingers. His heavy heart tugging and ripping itself apart.

'my little girl.. where are you?'

"Alastor!! Hey!"

A young voice shouted at him from afar, looking up he saw Emily wave and ushered him to head towards her way from afar.

He let go of his guilt for now, and shined his iconic smile as always.

"Why hello Emily, Sera," he lowered his head at the high angels in respect for them "How may I help you ladies today? I see we have new visitors!" His head moved to look at the other three ladies in front of him that came from below.

There was a young woman with eyes that shared the same enthusiasm as Emily's did, hair of sunshine and gold, fangs as sharp reminiscing those of a blood bat, small and thin frame and an outfit that successfully mimics casual sophistication.

Another young girl to her right was one that seemed more reminiscent of an angel, her long hair filled with silver and moon, a gaze as sharp as broken, stance serious and unapologetic, she seemed ready to protect the blonde girl beside her but also had eyes of worry and a sense of uncomfortability haunted her features and her almost slouched back.

The last one, really shook him up.

The next young woman to the left of the blonde girl was adorned in nothing but pure red with tones of a deep hot pink in her entire look. Her clothes were of an era he knew of very well, of course he'd recognize clothes from the 30s!.. except they had a few odd touches that more or so reminded him of the 40s or heck maybe even 50s.. a bit more ahead of his time. She had a large sharp smile that screamed of mischief and eyes that are waiting to do something-- anything sinister.

Despite all this, these characteristics weren’t the ones that shook him to his core.

She looked like someone he knew, that he missed.

"Everyone, this is Alastor. He's heaven's most famous and influential radio host! Giving voices to the voiceless when he was alive and even more up here, and of course due to his selfless acts when he was alive he was blessed to be let through the gates of heaven." spoke Sera, introducing the 'winner' as he chuckled sheepishly.

"Oh thank you Sera, but it's nothing really! Just had to do what was right."

Sera then lead his eyes back to the newcomers, having him face directly to the girl with hair of sunshine first. "Alastor, I present to you the Princess of Hell and heir to the throne, Charlie Morningstar. She's here to present a few ideas to the court the next day."

Alastor's eyes widened in surprise, "Princess! I didn't know royalty were to visit us today!" he bowed down towards the girl as to pay his respects, standing back straight once he finished. "A pleasure to meet you sweetheart quite the pleasure! Didn't expect our guests to be of royalty so apologies to any bad manners."

The princess shook her head with a large smile "Oh!-- don't worry you didn't give off any bad manners! It's nice to meet you too Mr...Alastor!.. it.. it's very admirable what you did before and what you do now! You seem to have earned your place here quite well!"

The man shook his head as well in reply "Oh like I said it's nothing! If anything I should thank my daughter, she was my reason and my motivation to be nothing but kind to others to present a good example! I continue to do so in her honor."

Charlie's eyes grew as a soft 'awwww' escaped her lips "You must love your daughter very much..!"

Alastor nodded, "Of course I do! As a father always should!"

Charlie opened her mouth again to speak, her eyes filled with a sense of bittersweetness until she was suddenly interrupted by the young woman dressed in red. She walked in between Alastor and Charlie with a sense of charm and enthusiasm, the spirit of a presenter or spokesperson shining in her body language and way of speaking.

"How delightful! The love of a parent transcends heaven and earth! Now that's poetry!" the girl's voice was glitched out and heavily amplified with a strong sound of static, as if her vocal cords came straight from a radio speaker. She held a staff much similar to his, except her's was shorter and more compact-able.

The girl with silver hair rolled her eyes in nothing but pure irritation, Charlie giggled nervously as she then pointed her way towards the one who spoke. "And this is ______! She's the founder and host of my hotel back in hell! She's helped me throughout everything and I dont think I would be able to get to this point if It weren't for her help as well!"

Ah,

He knew it.

______, anyone could have that name.

But you looked like his daughter, his pride and joy.

His face still shines with a smile but his eyes are baffled with the sudden hit of realization.

It couldn't be a coincidence-- you looked like her, your eyes had that spark he always used to see in his daughter before he left. The way of speaking, that stance-- more confident and mature but the way you spoke.. your vocals were a match to his daughter's just with a touch of years to it.

And you looked at him as if you knew as well, eyes narrowing with piqued interest. Sharp smile widening an-

wait..

what?..--

You seemed to have almost hopped right in front of him with your hand suddenly shaking his. "A real pleasure to meet you sir! Quite the pleasure!"

You mimicked his greeting yet somehow you spoke it so naturally, as if spoken a billion times before. He was stunned, if there weren't people around he would've slipped and broken down right here right now--

but he cannot, will not.

He will not worry others, he will not bother others with his emotions.

"Good to meet you Ms.."

"______. Simply call me ______." Your sinister grin only stretched, a sense of despair fell into the pit of his stomach,

His little girl in hell?

Did he.. fail at raising you?

Was dying too soon the reason why you let yourself fall?

Whatever the case, Alastor was nothing but stuck in a small limbo of his own guilt again

If he did this to you-- even indirectly,

he wouldn't ever forgive himself.

"Ms.. ______..."

'my little girl' he would've said, 'my daughter, how I've missed you. please forgive me for leaving you so soon... I'm so so sorry my darling..'

the words were stuck to his throat.

a small gust of air was the only thing that escaped from his cords.

Sera clapped her hands together once as a way to announce, "Well Princess Morningstar. I hope your stay here is nothing but comfortable, and I say that to your companions as well."

Sera looked at the 'winner' with confusion and a sense of concern but she knew she had to leave due to duties calling for her and Emily's presence.

Sera gently put her hand on his shoulder, "Alastor, would you perhaps show them where their hotel is and how to check in? It's going to be the one nearby."

'the one nearby' he thought, 'a block away.. '

"of course! anything to make our guests feel more welcomed!"

Sera nodded in 'thanks' before flying off with Emily on her side, herself also waving goodbye to all of you as well.

Alastor paused, before finally turning his head at the girls.

"Well, let's get you all to where you'll stay for the time being!.."

He will find out what happened to you, what went wrong, how he messed up.. he'll beg for forgiveness from you. for you were and still are his reason for who he is.

you were his one and only daughter, he will make it up to you.

"Follow me now! Time isn't going any slower!"

Little did he know, he wasn't at fault at all.

You were just born that way.

You knew what you were and you embraced it as a way to cope from him being taken away from you.

Of course you had to blend in and you took on the mantle of taking over your late father's radio show, eventually becoming as famous as he was and you were nothing but just as charming as he was on his show.

But then you killed, the power imbalance favoring you was nothing but amazing to you.

Years later, you enjoyed it. Killing was your life's purpose. Your crimes were never a subject for you to ever regret or feel guilt for.

You regret nothing.

You were a merciless killer then, and one now.

Through earth and hell, forevermore.

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vintagegeekculture · 4 months

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RIP Tracy Tormé, Creator of the "Holodeck Malfunction Episode" and Sliders

Tracy Tormé’s most enduring legacy in popular culture is that, while a writer on TNG’s tempestuous first and second seasons, he created the entire concept of the Holodeck Malfunction Episode.

Yes, even people who suggest you skip TNG’s first couple seasons say that “The Big Goodbye” is one you don’t want to miss. And there was a very nice tribute to Tracy Torme in an episode of Picard, which had him as the author and creator of Dixon Hill… which he is, and deserves credit for this.

I suppose I should mention I had a personal encounter with Tracy Tormé at a convention. The main thing I remember was that he looked absolutely terrified when someone asked him about what happened with “The Royale,” far and away TNG’s worst episode except the clip show, about the crew getting trapped on a hotel they can’t leave from a badly written book. To his great credit, he took responsibility for the episode not working and did not pass on the problems to the production crew.

The most extraordinary thing about Tracy Torme is that he had a Forrest Gump like ability to appear in the background of scifi culture’s greatest moments.

Not only was he inside the TNG writers’ room in 1987-88, he was around during the production of Terminator with James Cameron. Tormé was the one who, hearing about the production of the film, squealed on it to Harlan Ellison, telling Ellison that it was based on his old Outer Limits episodes, with a visual based on his script for “Demon With a Glass Hand.” In other words, he was the Gavrilo Princip who got that entire conflict started, where two of the most proud personalities in scifi butted heads, James Cameron vs. Ellison. Cameron, to this day, insists that the film company gave Ellison money and a credit because it was easier to pay him off than to go through litigation (which rings true, frankly, for risk averse production companies), and to this day Cameron insists, with his absolutely expected big dick swagger, that Ellison is a “parasite” who received money for nothing, and if it had been up to him, he wouldn’t have given him a dime.

It’s also worth mentioning that Torme also created the TV series Sliders.

Has anyone else noticed that Sliders is an incredibly right wing show? Seriously, watch it again if you haven’t seen it in years. If you haven’t watched this show since the 90s and you were a kid and all that went over your head, it’s kind of amazing how Limbaugh/Newt Gingrich era right-wing Sliders actually was. It made 24 look like Doonesbury. The targets of Sliders were 90s New Right satire: health care systems, infuriating hippies, the nanny state disallowing the public smoking of cigars, California weirdness, the drug culture, the USSR. Torme’s right wing views were less John Millius-style “blood alone moves the wheel of history” stuff, but more like that of a slobby regular joe in the 90s, Dennis Leary’s character in Demolition Man for instance, who mostly just wants to smoke cigars, ogle girls, and eat hamburgers without getting scolded by his wife. He was less “Passion of the Christ” and more “Animal House.”

I am not saying this as a negative, but merely a description. Contrary to popular belief, right wingers driven by bizarre sexual pathology and weird grudges produce amazing art, as Millius and John Swartzwelder show. A lot of Steven Universe fans love to say things like “all good art is about empathy and kindness” and I reject that notion. Good art can also be about reflecting things in the human experience like fear, trauma, cruelty, and paranoia.

For that reason, it doesn’t surprise me that Tracy Torme’s best movie script was a horror film about a traumatic experience, Fire in the Sky. An ominous movie about a vanished ranch hand who was the victim of alien abduction, in the earned finale the film’s tension builds toward, our hero remembers the true cause of his missing time: an abduction by aliens, who’s motives are emotionless and incomprehensible, and who subject him to horrific vivisection that we see in excruciating detail. Travis Walton is treated not with sadism or cruelty, but with icy detachment, by alien superintellects that view him as no different than cattle, and are to him as we are to cattle. The most terrifying detail of the film is that the classic “gray alien” look turns out to be spacesuits, revealing a far more frightening appearance underneath.

#tracy torme #tng #sliders #terminator

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smolwritingchick · 2 months

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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 91- Tub Big Enough For Two

Chapter Summary: BTS promote BST as viewers and fans freak out and wonder what is going on between Jennie and Taehyung due to what they saw in the MV. Jennie suffers a wardrobe malfunction during a show. Jennie and Jungkook become stressed trying to juggle school and promotions. Pissed about having to take an exam the next morning, Jungkook's angry emotions are shown while performing late at night for a show and Jennie helps him calm down back at the dorm.

Words: 8,000+

Author's Note: Years ago, when I saw that fan cam of Jungkook on October 18th 2016 it inspired the last part of this chapter. I really love it and thought it was super cute and fluffy. I hope you enjoy! It'll take me a bit to write the next chapter after this but I hope this chapter can hold you until I update this story again!

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At the music show, Jennie wore one of her outfits from the music video and had a personalized earpiece. Her earpiece had Smartie written on it with two small drawings of Smarties under it. What excited Jen about performing BST was that for her verse, she would be able to switch up the choreography and switch it with a different member. For their comeback stage, Taehyung would be the first. And then on another day, it would be another member instead. She hoped viewers would enjoy it as it kept the performance fresh and improvised.

Jennie and Jungkook got to reunite with GOT7 when they weren’t recording. Jumping on Bam Bam’s back, she outstretched her arms like an airplane while Jungkook picked up Yugyeom on his back. Mark laughed as he started taking photos on Bam Bam’s phone which consisted of them laughing and doing funny faces for each one. Jackson and Namjoon even photobombed a few with funny facial expressions of their own. When Bam Bam noticed, he laughed and showed it to his 97 Liner friends.

After getting the photo from Bam Bam, she posted the photo on Twitter and Instagram with the caption, ‘Reunited~! Squad! Missing the rest of the 97 Liner gang’

As the music show went on, Bangtan did a mini fan meeting as fans with Army bombs screamed for them while SHINee’s Key and GOT7’s Bam Bam were the MCs.

“Alright, these people who have set the music industry on fire with HwaYangYeonHwa have properly announced their declaration to soar this time! BTS!” Key announced.

“2! 3! Bang-Tan! Hello, we are BTS!”

“Could you please introduce your second full album, WINGS for us?” Bam Bam asked the group.

“Yes, our second full album, WINGS, consists of 16 tracks and we can say it is an album full of dark, dark, sexy, sexy charms that you have never seen from us before!” Suga answered as some fans covered their faces with the WINGS album and waved away their Bangtan Bomb in the background.

“Alright, we heard that your concept this time is boy meets temptations and so we have investigated what temptations each of the members have met. Bam Bam?” Key asked.

“Jungkook, who has turned 20 years old this year has indeed met sexiness properly!” he announced as Jungkook smiled at the camera and raised an eyebrow. “I am also 20 years old this year but I don’t know why I haven’t met sexiness. So please show us some sexiness in element!”

“You want me to show you?” Jungkook asked.

“Yes!”

Grabbing onto his belt, Jungkook body rolled and bit his bottom lip as fans ate it up, screaming. J-Hope dropped his jaw and then placed an arm over Bam Bam’s shoulder, body rolling with him. Watching the duo join Jungkook in body rolls, Jennie stared at them like they were crazy.

“Woah, woah, woah! Please stop!” Key exclaimed.

“Y’all are clowns,” she laughed.

“That was great, alright. But Jin, is this the end?” Key asked.

“Of course not! Rap Monster and I, the outer wings of dance in BTS, have met our temptations from dancing! We shall show you the choreography point of Blood, Sweat and Tears!” he answered.

“Now, 5, 6, 7, 8!” J-Hope counted as they watched them perform a small section of the dance. “That was just fantastic!” he praised with Jungkook.

“Everyone, that is not the choreography point. The 95 liners, who have met temptations from both sexiness and dance will show you the choreography point move properly!” Jimin spoke up.

“The friends who were born in ’95!” Key said.

“Yup! 5, 6, 7, 8!” J-Hope counted down again as they danced with Jin singing the chorus.

“Jennie has shown an enticing persona that has captured the hearts of many fans. What temptations have you encountered?” Bam Bam asked.

She stood there, pondering for a moment after taking the mic. Then she suddenly took out a handful of Smarties from her pocket. “Smartie galore~!”

The boys laughed with her as she dramatically presented the candy on screen. She turned around and gave some to a few lucky fans. When some asked her to throw some in the back, she tossed the rest.

“If you watch M Countdown’s live broadcast, the temptation of revealing it for the first time, what temptations are there to this, Jennie?” Key asked her.

Holding the mic as she stood next to Suga, she pointed out the signed BTS WINGS album he was holding. “If you watch the broadcast, you could win a signed copy of our new album! All you gotta do is take a picture of the live broadcast on your screen and mention it to M Countdown Twitter! So, tweet away!”

“Jennie, I want to watch your performance of Blood, Sweat and Tears now and get the signed CD!” Bam Bam pointed out.

“Woah, woah, before you watch our performance stage of our title track, aren’t you curious about the temptations that I, J-Hope have encountered?” he asked. “These days I’m into the temptations of elegant and gleaming women~. Yeah~.”

“BTS’ first comeback stage of 21st century girl will be revealed for the first time, very soon and if you continue to watch the live broadcast after that you will be able to meet our title track as well!” Jungkook pointed to the camera.

“Before that, the first revealing performance of the most mystic ones, Ladies Code!” Rapmon announced.

“And Monsta X’s stage too, M Countdown-“

“Let’s go, let’s go!” they all shouted and jumped around.

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For the recording of 21st Century Girl, as the group got into formation, the audience began to loudly sing Happy Birthday to Jimin which warmed Jennie’s heart. He grinned and bowed before sending fans a heart. Throughout the entire performance, she had a big smile on her face, clearly indicating that this was if not her favorite song out of the album.

As the broadcast went on, it was finally time to perform Blood, Sweat & Tears. The setting BTS was in looked similar to how it was in the music video as Jennie's demeanor turned into work mode and her expression turned serious. Getting into her BST persona, she stood in the back for the opening pose.

As Jimin’s ethereal vocals started off the song,

nae pi ttam nunmul

They raised their heads to looked at the ceiling and then down,

nae majimak chumeul

da gajyeoga ga

They moved smoothly on beat as fans screamed.

nae pi ttam nunmul

Covering their eyes, they began to hip thrust. For this, Jen chose to place her hand on her thigh while the others either had their hand on their belt or crotch. As they swayed their arms fluidly, the crowd fan chanted their names.

Kim Namjoon! Kim Seokjin! Min Yoongi! Jung Hoseok! Park Jimin! Kim Taehyung! Jeon Jungkook! Jen Walker! BTS!

nae pi ttam nunmuldo

nae mom maeum yeonghondo

neoye geoshin geol jal algo isseo

igeon nareul beolbatge hal jumun

Peaches and cream

Sweeter than sweet

Getting on a knee on the floor, she body rolled sensually looking right directly at the camera.

Chocolate cheeks

And chocolate wings

But neoye nalgaeneun akmaye geot

neoye geu sweet apen bitter bitter

Kiss me apado dwae

eoseo nal joyeojwo

deo isang apeul sudo eopge

Baby chwihaedo dwae ije neol deurikyeo

mok gipsugi neoran wiseuki

nae pi ttam nunmul

She slowly let herself fall on the floor and turned on her back, thrusting up.

nae majimak chumeul

da gajyeoga ga

nae pi ttam nunmul

With a sexy smile, she began to caress her body as her hands went down slowly.

nae chagaun sumeul

da gajyeoga ga

wonhae mani mani mani mani

wonhae mani mani mani mani mani mani

wonhae mani mani mani mani

wonhae mani mani mani mani mani mani

As she sang, the boys rushed in close and crowded around her. They body rolled as they had their attention on her while she stared at the camera instead. Every day she was finding more ways to improve on this sexy persona she was told to do for this comeback. Her appearances weren’t enough, so she chose to do what she did best and make the camera her best friend.

“How much longer before you consume me? No matter how much I resist, I can’t fight what you’re doing,”

Looking behind her and then back at the crowd, she snapped her fingers and everyone dropped to the floor except for V.

Staring at her with desire, he had a playful smirk on his face and got behind her. Covering her eyes and having his other hand hold onto her securely, they lean to the side.

“My mind is telling me to break free but my body is freaking out. No, I can’t want you, get out of my head. As you love every inch of me you see that I want it too.”

Once he removed his hand from her eyes, she felt his breath on her neck.

“Breath on my neck, I bit off more than I can chew. Reflecting on my choices, I’m wonderin’ if there’s any way out of this,"

Once she turned her head back to look at him, he leaned in close like he was going to kiss her, hence loud screaming occurring. She pushed him away and turned her attention back to the crowd, to dance.

"I’m losing this battle, I just can’t resist. Only a matter of time before you screw me up and I’ll be stuck reminiscing,” she covered her mouth and joined the rest of the group who got up as J-Hope rapped his verse.

apado dwae nal mukkeojwo

naega domangchil su eopge

kkwak jwigo nal heundeureojwo

naega jeongshin mot charige

Kiss me on the lips lips

dulmane bimil

neoran gamoge jungdokdwae gipi

niga anin dareun saram seomgiji mothae

almyeonseodo samkyeobeorin dogi deun seongbae

nae pi ttam nunmul

nae majimak chumeul

da gajyeoga ga

nae pi ttam nunmul

nae chagaun sumeul

da gajyeoga ga

wonhae mani mani mani mani

wonhae mani mani mani mani mani mani

wonhae mani mani mani mani

wonhae mani mani mani mani mani mani

As V stood in front of the camera to sing, Suga reached for his neck while J-Hope grabbed his wrist on the other side.

nareul budeureopge jugyeojwo

The trio bent down to reveal Jungkook with Rapmon and Jennie covering his eyes along with theirs.

neoye songillo nun gamgyeojwo

As everyone bent down to reveal Jin in the back, he sang his lines, ducking over Jen and Rapmon’s hands.

eochapi geobuhal sujocha eopseo

deoneun domanggal sujocha eopseo

niga neomu dalkomhae neomu dalkomhae

neomu dalkomhaeseo

nae pi ttam nunmul

nae pi ttam nunmu

After their ending pose, the lights went out and the audience cheered loudly.

Once the staff announced the recording was over, Jennie’s excited sound effect and “Woo! That was hot! We did it!” was heard which made everyone laugh.

“Whoops, I thought my mic was off,” she giggled and took off her earpiece.

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After their recording, in the dressing room, Jennie and Jin prepared the cake. They were recorded for a Bangtan Bomb to surprise Jimin for his birthday.

“Fancy packaging,” she commented as they carefully opened the box.

After setting it up, Jungkook lit up the candles while their manager went to call Jimin back into the room.

“Oh! Ya, that looks delicious!” Hobi said.

With the lights off and Jin holding the cake while V had flowers in his hand, “Happy birthday to you!” everyone sang while Jennie jumped and clapped around with Hobi.

“Happy birthday to you! Our dear Park Jimin! Happy birthday to you!”

“Blow!” Jin presented the cake in front of him.

With a big smile, Jimin happily blew out the candles.

“Look at this! Your dad sent it to you,” V presented him with the flowers.

“Wow, my dad is daebak!” Jimin said and took the flowers.

“To show how much he loves you,” Suga joined in the conversation.

Jimin pointed out that the cake was the same cake he bought Rap Monster when he spent his first birthday with him. The cake was even meaningful.

“Also the members individually bought you presents,” J-Hope told him.

“YEAAAAAAH~!” the birthday boy shouted.

After they celebrated with cake, Jen saw that Jimin had finished recording for a Bangtan Bomb to talk about how grateful he was for the birthday wishes. She thought it was the best time to give him her gift.

“Happy birthday~!” she sat next to him, holding a photo album in her hands. “Thank you for being born and being such an amazing soul. This is for you! I made it myself. Remember I asked you for all the Polaroids you’ve taken over the years? This is what I was working on,”

When he opened it, he saw that all his polaroids were in a collection by date. It had captions of the memories along with some stories she had written as she thought about the memories BTS has had so far.

“Oh wow...Ennie, this is...wow,” he said breathlessly as he was in awe at the gift.

Her nervousness for his reaction went away when she saw how thrilled he was. “I’m glad you like it!”

"Thank you,” he set it down and pulled her in for a hug. “This is beautiful. I’ll cherish it for a long time,”

Back at the dorm, Jimin took the time to look over the entire album. He looked at the polaroid of her, Jin, and him spending the day together during their trainee days.

‘Remember when you and Jin took me to this Korean BBQ place? You guys made me try out so many things. We should go back there sometime!’

At the end of the album, he noticed there were five custom themed Jennie Bakery coupons for whenever he wanted her baked goods.

‘Anything baked for you is on me! Just hand me the coupon! :)’

Grabbing one of the coupons, Jimin made his way to her room.

Jennie felt a gentle hand on her shoulder while she was seated at her desk on her computer. Glancing at the coupon, she smiled and looked up to see Jimin smiling warmly.

“I could use some of your cookies, right now,” he said kindly.

“You got it, birthday boy,” she stood up.

“Could I...bake with you? I don’t want you to do all the work,”

“Sure! Let’s do it,”

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For another Bangtan Bomb, dressed in her BST outfit in the dressing room, Jennie held baby Jordan, bouncing in beat as Bang Bang Bang by Big Bang came on shuffle from her phone. She was listening to music to pass the time while the rest of the members got ready.

‘Jennie feeling the energy of Big Bang while holding baby Jordan’

As she danced around to TOP’s rap, Hobi, who was done getting ready came to join her in dancing.

BANG! BANG BANG!

Standing next to him, she held Jordan securely against her chest with one arm and with the other, moved her arm around to perform the choreography of the chorus.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Ppangya ppangya ppangya

BANG! BANG! BANG!

After dancing, Jen was asked to explain why she had a baby with her since fans would be curious why a baby toy was going everywhere with Bangtan.

Seated on the couch, with Jordan in her arms, she explained, “Jungkook and I are in a class where we have an assignment to take care of a baby. We named him Jordan. It’s kinda funny because taking care of this robot baby is like a sims game but in baby toy form. I hope we pass. So far it’s been smooth sailing. But apparently, it’s supposed to get harder as the assignment’s due date approaches. The teacher is very strict about making sure everyone does well on this project. Cheer us on, please,“

When Namjoon and Suga asked to play with the baby, Jungkook sat on the couch with Jennie and watched the rappers play around. Their fingers were intertwined as they sat comfortably while amused at the pair playing around with Jordan.

“Let’s teach Jordan how to rap. The ninth member of Bangtan. Baby Jordan, right here, and he about to be on the next rap line song!” Suga shouted proudly.

“I love! I love! I love myself!” the rappers began rapping the song to Jordan.

Sensing the Bangtan Bomb camera turning towards them, Jungkook quickly removed his hand from hers. They both scooted away to avoid looking too close for comfort in the nick of time as the camera caught them casually watching the two rap. Although it could just be edited, they still didn’t want to take any chance since ARMY is like the FBI these days.

“What are y’all doing?” Jen exclaimed as the camera caught the Golden Duo staring at them like they were crazy.

"I'm surprised Jordan hasn't cried. Maybe he likes it," Jungkook spoke up.

"Shit, you could be right," she replied as they heard the baby robot laugh.

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With WINGS out, fan signs began for Bangtan as Jennie was met with the most common questions on whether she was dating V and what color she would be dyeing her hair next.

‘IS THIS REAL!? Did he really say this!?’

‘IT’S REAL GUYS! It is from today’s fan sign! He answered this for a fan!’

‘Taehyung and Jennie cannot be left alone in a room together no more. I don’t trust it!’

‘I knew something was up with the way they were staring at each other at music shows’

‘I’m maaaaaad as helllll rn. Why can’t it be me!?’

‘I lowkey be replaying THAT scene on the low because there is just no way that was acting’

‘PAUSE! The music video’s rating was supposed to be higher!?’

‘They were supposed to KISS!? I WANT TO SEE IT!’

‘Jennie! V! Explain yourselves!’

‘I’m amazed by their acting abilities to do what they did in front of the staff for the MV. I could never.’

‘All right dispatch, reveal that they’re dating! We waiting for that article’

‘Missed opportunity to kiss. BH made a mistake!’

‘I still have this image of Jennie being a baby. She’s acting sexy too quickly. Slow down PLEASE! I can’t handle this!’

‘Now I want them to kiss. Dammit Big Hit! Y’all dropped the ball!’

‘Imnotjealousimnotjealousimnotjealous’

‘I just want to know HOW she survived that scene because there is just no way,’

‘Can somebody please confirm if they’re dating or not because I cannot get over this’

‘Confirmed! Taennie is too hot for music videos’

‘Big Hit fix this NOW! #LetVAndJenKiss’

‘I believe it because the way he was with her against the wall was intense and had me screaming’

‘From all the YouTube reaction videos of BST, that scene was replayed the most by viewers’

Army on Twitter was in a frenzy when a K-Fan posted Taehyung’s answer regarding scenes that did not make the cut in the music video from today’s fan sign.

The photo consisted of a written response on the note the fan provided which had Taehyung say: ‘The music video was originally supposed to be rated 12 but due to Ennie and I, it was boosted to rated 15. At one point in the music video, Ennie and I were supposed to kiss. But they chose not to do it because the rating would have been even higher for the video. Kekeke’

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Backstage after recordings, BTS sat to watch their performances of 21st Century Girl and Blood, Sweat & Tears. Jennie took Jungkook’s seat next to Yoongi when he decided to stand behind the group with Hobi.

21st Century Girl was being shown and they commented on how good they looked.

“Look at me working hard!” Yoongi pointed out.

“V knows what’s good,” Rapmon said as he watched V in the front during the chorus.

“I love this song, oh my gosh,” Jen giggled as she watched herself dance around with Yoongi. She swayed a little to the beat.

“You and Yoongi had a lot of fun on this stage,” Jin noticed.

“They really did,” Rapmon chuckled.

“Jimin’s acting here is really good,” Jungkook said.

“Doesn’t he act well?”

Jimin laughed. “I’m going crazy over Rap Monster,”

“I didn’t know my eyes were that big until today,” Rapmon went on.

“Music Core always captures us nicely on camera,” Hobi praised. “The colors are so pretty,”

“It’s our first time watching our performance on TV,” Jin said as Blood, Sweat & Tears came on.

“Oh boy,” Jennie grinned nervously as she watched herself. She also analyzed how she moved so she could improve for their next performances.

“The set is really pretty,” Hobi looked on.

The boys started to tease Jimin about having a motor on his body with the way he moved and that Jungkook couldn’t imitate his movements.

“Of all the outfits he wore, this suits Jimin the best, I think,” Rapmon pointed.

“Agreed. This is definitely his era,” Jen praised.

When they saw his shoulder showing after his jacket slid off a little, the members laughed and pointed it out.

“His clothes came off! He’s showing off his body~!” Hobi shouted.

“Here he gooooooo~.” Jennie threw her head back, laughing with him.

“He practiced it all,” Jin declared.

“No, no~!” Jimin giggled and leaned forward.

“I think we should focus. Suga said he came out great on this performance,” Hobi changed the subject.

“Jennie~! Look at you go!” Rap Monster cheered.

“You’re growing up too fast for me,” Jin joked. “Are you trying to make ARMY nervous?”

“Perhaps,” she grinned sheepishly.

“Jennie’s expressions are no joke,” Suga said in amazement.

“Oh my gosh, I don’t remember making that face,” she pointed out as she watched herself sing.

Watching his girlfriend on the screen, Jungkook smirked softly and raised an eyebrow, taking in how good she looked.

“Jungkook’s outfit is very...” Jimin tried to think of the right word.

“It makes him look like an adult,” Rapmon answered

“He’s like an adult. It looks really sexy on him,”

‘You can say that again. How lucky am I? Whew,’ Jen thought as she bit her bottom lip softly, staring harder than usual at the screen when Jungkook appeared.

Once they saw Jimin back on the screen again, they watched as he did his shoulder accident once more, which caused them to go crazy.

“WOW~!”

“YASSSSSS!” she clapped.

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For SBS Inkigayo, BTS performed BST in a different stage setting. As soon as Rapmon said Peaches and Cream, Jennie felt a few buttons from her top pop off, revealing more cleavage than she wanted as she heard fans scream at the unexpected exposed skin and bra.

‘Nice...frickin’ nice...’ she thought as she professionally continued to dance while keeping a tight grip on her top.

After getting up from the floor, she was forced to dance with one hand.

Jin immediately noticed what was wrong when something in his gut told him to glance over at her. And there she was with a wardrobe malfunction. The audience screamed louder when they watched him take off his red jacket. As she desperately gripped her shirt to block her chest from being seen, Jin improvised their dance by having his red jacket in his hands to give to her.

“How much longer before you consume me?” she sang as she felt him place his jacket over her.

Putting her arms in it, her chest was now covered as she wore his jacket for the rest of the performance. It felt warm and it was pretty large on her. She was grateful.

Smiling, she caressed his cheek to go back along with their choreography. Gently pushing her hand away, he looked ahead like he was trying to go to the other side. Watching him walk past her where the rest of the boys were, she rushed up and hugged him from behind.

After the performance was over, Jennie was quick to rush backstage with Jin following behind her as they went to the dressing room.

“Is she all right? What happened?” Rapmon asked with concern as the rest of the members went into full protection mode to get to the bottom of what was wrong.

“That was embarrassing,” Jen cringed as her entire face was on fire from the sudden moment. Feeling angry about the situation, some tears went down her cheeks.

Hobi and Jin stood in front of her, trying to calm her down.

“Don’t do that. Don’t cry. It’s okay, Jennie,” Hobi cupped her face after Jin told him what happened. He used his thumbs to wipe her tears. “None of this was your fault. You’ve done so well, today. This hiccup will not overshadow that. You hear me, munchkin?“

She nodded and felt him kiss her forehead.

“I brought smarties to cheer you up,” Jin presented her with a bag, making her eyes light up. He always brought some with him just in case.

“Guys...thank you. And Jin, I owe you. What you did with your jacket, thank you. I appreciate you so much for what you did out there,”

“You said you wanted to be my daughter for a long time. I too want you as my daughter for a long time. I’ll always be here to protect you,” he blew her a flying kiss. “You know what? I recall this dad joke I heard a while ago. You know what it was?”

“What was it?”

“What kind of cheese can never be yours?”

“Um...not sure. What is it?”

“Nacho cheese!” he laughed.

She didn’t know if it was the dad joke or his infectious laugh that caused her to burst out in laughter but whatever it was, she was feeling better already.

“There’s that smile! Yay~!” Hobi jumped up and down with Jin.

Once the rest of the boys came in, they were told what happened and saw that Jin and Hobi boosted her mood. They were glad Jennie was doing better and kept praising her professionalism today. After the stylists had fixed her shirt and she leaned up against one of the tables, on her phone.

Jungkook lifted her chin and smiled softly when he approached her. “You all right?”

“Yes. I’m feeling better. Thank you,” she smiled.

“Wow, so we both had our shirts ripped together. How convenient,” he joked.

On this day, it seemed like the Golden Duo’s clothes couldn’t handle the performance. It looked like only one button was trying to hold on from Jungkook’s shirt as he performed. He understood that his situation was different given that he could easily reveal his chest unlike her.

“Yours was like BAM! Didn’t the arm rip, too?” she laughed as he showed her after unpinning the closed hole. “Wow, it did!”

After settling down in the dressing room, Jen tweeted. ‘Welp...#Jen’

Fans were quick to reply to express their sympathy for her:

‘Girl don’t even worry about it!’

‘She taking the sexy persona to a whole new level oml I am shooked’

‘Wait...what happened!?’

‘It’s okay! It happens to the best of us!’

‘Are you ok bby?!’

#ItsOKJennie trended after fans found out about the sudden malfunction. Even as they recorded a few times, for some reason her shirt would not function right and kept popping open. But what made their hearts soar was that Jin was the first to notice on stage and loved that he had given her his red jacket. Jin was praised all over Twitter for his quick action as fans called him a positive father figure for her.

On her Instagram, she saw a few antis coming in to express their disgust for the wardrobe malfunction.

‘What you did might be how you get famous in the West but in Korea we go based on talent. Showing your body won’t get you anywhere,’

‘Can you go a DAY without forcing your Americanness in Korea? No one wants to see your chest. Bad enough you’re all over the members on stage. It’s gross. I honestly think you planned that. There was no way that was an accident. You’re trying to be like Jimin and it’s not working. You’ll never be like him. Stop acting slutty’

'Hah...I got time today,' she thought as she decided to comment on the last one.

Jen typed, ‘Lol Bruhhhh. How come when the boys act sexy, it’s fine but when I act sexy I’m forcing my Americaness? Jeesh. I’m just trying to perform the best I can for you all. I look and feel amazing. Learn to love yourself and not be so hateful to others. With that being said, continue to support BTS and listen to WINGS’

The person deleted their comment and went private immediately, unable to take the heat of fans protecting her on social media. Dismissing the hate comments, Jen went on to stay in a positive mindset and focused on the supportive comments.

Scrolling through Twitter and Tumblr, the memes and gifs were already made from her incident which made her laugh. The K-Pop stans that enjoyed sexy moments were having a field day, trying to get any chance they could to see more sexy Jennie. What took her out was the slow-motion gifs of her top popping.

“I cannot with peopleeeee,” she laughed wholeheartedly, forgetting all about the embarrassment.

She tweeted: ‘These gif and photo reactions, y’all thirsty AF, ahahaha XD I don’t even got nothing. #Jen’

When she saw fans clowning her for not believing she had a nice chest and poked fun at her to help boost her mood, she tweeted, 'Issa whole push up bra. You know how that goes. Mistakes happen. I’m glad you find amusement in this. I do too thanks to U! #Jen'

She took the time to see a hashtag about her trending which made her heart soar. K-Pop fans really knew how to make idols feel great when they were at their lowest.

‘Thanks for the hashtag. I see it. Your tweets made my day better. I’ll be all right. Continue to support Bangtan and WINGS! I love y’all #ItsOKJennie #Jen’

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As promotions for Blood, Sweat & Tears continued, Jennie and Jungkook had been visibly stressed with juggling school and idol life. So, when they found out they had to record and perform at the KBS Open Concert on October 18th, the duo was not too pleased since they had exams the following day.

With no time to study due to practice and promoting? The duo was pissed.

Jennie seemed to have calmed down when she arrived at the show and saw her friends. She soon had the mindset that it was what it was and she would just have to go with the flow and do the best she could for the exam. Jungkook on the other hand was still irate and remained silent as his mind wandered to how he was going to be able to get any studying in. He even brought books to attempt to cram but did not get the opportunity to look over his notes because he was called for other tasks.

“Girl, I am going to fail tomorrow. This written exam is going to kill me,” Jen began venting to Hayoon as they walked together backstage.

“What? Why do you say that?” Hayoon asked in astonishment.

“Yoonie, they got me performing today and promoting left and right. Fan signs and I had no time whatsoever to study for this exam. I am so annoyed. You know how I am about school,”

“Oh gosh. And this is such a successful comeback for Bangtan. So more demand for you guys, huh?”

“Right? I’m so grateful for the success but it would be nice if the industry could give idol students a break to prioritize with our studies. But it seems like things don’t work that way, here. I dunno what I am going to do, girl. I’m worried about my grades,”

“Oh nooooo. And I saw Jungkook earlier. Is he all right? He kind of scared me with how visibly angry he looked tonight,”

“Oh boy. Yeah, he’s taking this situation harder than me. He is not happy. I’m trying to give him his space. I don’t want to annoy him,”

“Understandable. You think you’ll get any studying in after recording?”

“I need to. I have no choice. I’m going to have to just sacrifice sleep, tonight,”

After catching up with Hayoon, Jennie met up with BTS to prepare to perform BST and Fire. Bangtan walked on stage and got ready for their opening pose of BST. As the song began and they danced, Jungkook’s annoyance visibly showed on camera as well as looking like he wanted to be somewhere else instead of on stage. Jennie had a serious expression on her face as she performed, not even bothering to portray her trademark sexy persona for this performance. If anything, she just wanted to get this over with so she could study. She even found herself trying to think of what she had crammed for before arriving at the venue.

'Science was it? Damn it, I need to remember those formulas. Oh wait, I need to sing,’ she thought as she heard background music and saw some of the members glancing over at her when she almost missed her cue. She quickly snapped out of her thoughts and began to sing.

It was Suga’s turn to be with her for her part of the song and fans screamed louder when he came up and gently grabbed her neck. He held her close from behind as she leaned to the side. He spun her around and the pair continued to dance with one another.

“Only a matter of time before you screw me up and I’ll be stuck reminiscing,” she sang as she pressed her forehead against his.

Amused about their closeness, the two ended up smiling as they broke away and went back to their places as J-Hope rapped. As she performed, Jennie noticed familiar faces of her fansites that she met up with during her time in America. She smiled brightly at their cameras, acknowledging them. She even blew a kiss at one lucky fansite that was bound to get thousands of views alone from that moment. While hearing fans screaming and screeching out the lyrics, she couldn’t help but chuckle softly as she continued to move smoothly.

Once Fire came on, the members were hyping up the crowd. Jen glanced over at her boyfriend who was still visibly mad on stage.

'Oh boy. Fansites are going to have a field day with this,’ she thought.

ni meotdaero sareo eochapi ni kkeoya

As they leaned on one side, she locked eyes with Jungkook, initiating another nonverbal conversation.

'You good?’ she shot him a look of concern.

His eyes softened a bit as he didn’t want to take out his frustration on her. So, instead of rolling his eyes or giving her a cold response, he shook his head slightly while remaining serious on camera. The look he gave her was clear as it told her that he was still pissed about the situation they were in and that he just wanted to go home and study.

Oof. This was bad.

Whenever she glanced over at Jungkook with worry, he looked more irritated by the second as they performed. She didn’t blame him. The fact that they had to go to school after performing at this event late at night should be a crime. What she was not expecting was for him to be this angry at the situation that he would show off his emotions on stage. After the song ended, he rolled his eyes and walked off the stage. Meanwhile, Jennie hissed at the aching foot that had been bothering her all night. She had been on her feet all day and dancing in heels did not help. Once she was able to sit backstage, just keeping weight off the foot made her feel better. A massage would do the trick. And perhaps putting heat on it.

Nothing like a pair of comfortable Nikes to help as she put on a pair.

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The car ride back to the dorm went quickly as Jungkook silently seethed over having to cram for the exam in the morning. Once the car stopped at the dorm, he immediately got out after Jennie and Hobi did and slammed the door shut. The sound of him slamming the door made some of the members flinch.

“Jeesh, I didn’t think this was going to affect him this badly,” Hobi murmured, a little frightened at Jungkook’s demeanor.

Jennie exhaled and followed the group inside the dorm.

What do girlfriends do to help calm their angry boyfriends down, was the question on her mind as she watched her annoyed beau walk towards her bedroom door, ignoring everyone.

Jungkook turned and looked at her as if asking if she was going to follow him to her room. Once he saw that she was, he opened the door and let her go inside first.

“Leave the door open-“ Jin tried to warn but heard Jungkook shut the door after he walked inside. “Okay, but don’t lock it!”

Once he heard a click, indicating the door was locked, he sighed in annoyance while the rest laughed at him being ignored.

“Ah...let them rest. They have a long day tomorrow.” Namjoon advised.

“I hope he’s all right,” Hobi murmured.

“He will be,” Yoongi reassured. “Give the kids their space,”

“Ennie will make sure he’s fine. Let’s not bother them,” Taehyung thought positively.

“That means no knocking on their door. I fear he may get really angry at us and end up shouting or something,” Jimin added while keeping baby Jordan so they could try to study.

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With Jennie, she watched Jungkook lay face first into the covers. Her soft sheets made him feel comfortable as he rested, trying to control his emotions. He just wanted a moment of silence before cramming.

‘Should I give him space or...’ she pondered, not sure what to do in this situation.

She didn’t take it personally on him being in a foul mood and not wanting to speak to anyone. Everyone has their bad days. The main thing she wanted to avoid was saying the wrong thing and making him angrier. Deciding to leave him be, she went to her bathroom to set up a bubble bath. He could really use one. He had been working extremely hard during Blood, Sweat & Tears, she could only imagine how tense his muscles were tonight.

‘This’ll do for sure.’ she thought after being satisfied with the amount of bubbles in the hot water.

She put a ton of vanilla bubble bath liquid in the tub, making a bunch of bubbles. She then set up some scented candles around to enhance his relaxation. You can never go wrong with candles. When she came back to her bedroom, she found him standing up, wondering where she was.

‘Poor thing...you look so distressed.’ she thought with a sigh.

She smiled understandingly and pulled him in for a warm hug. The hug made him exhale as her arms wrapped around his waist, gently squeezing him. She felt him engulf his arms around her as she rested her head against his chest. They stood there for a while, enjoying the embrace. A hug could do so much as Jungkook’s frustrations began to melt away. The hug seemed to have started to make him feel better as Jennie felt his body relaxed. But she also noticed how tense his back was like she predicted. It began to bother her and she wanted to do something about it.

Looking up at him, she said, “Kookie, you’re tense,"

"I know...I'm just a little stressed out,"

"Here, take off your shirt and lay back down on your stomach. I’ll massage you for a little bit,”

Looking down at her, he smiled softly at her gesture but shook his head. “Ah, it’s fine. How about we just try to study and then go to sleep?”

She frowned and removed herself from his arms. “No, you’re stressed out, Kookie. I don’t like that. And I do not want you studying and going to bed with a tense back,”

“Baby, I’ll be fine.”

She rolled her eyes. “For goodness sake, what is with men being so stubborn? You know what?”

Quickly, she removed his black jacket, taking him by surprise as he watched her toss it on her bed. He was left in his black V-neck shirt which showed a large amount of his chiseled chest.

“Arms up. Now,” she demanded.

Amused by her sudden demanding voice, he smirked softly and raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, Miss Walker,"

“Stop, I'm being serious,” she cracked a smile, earning a low chuckle from him.

He did what he was told and she grabbed on the bottom of his shirt, slowly lifting it. Once it was over his head, she tossed it on the bed.

“Lie down,” she directed him.

She watched as he got on her bed and laid on his stomach. Feeling her weight on him, Jungkook relaxed under her touch as she went to work on his back, feeling the warm massage oil from her hands. He should stop being so headstrong and listen to her when it came to her massages. He was feeling a difference already as he let out a sigh of bliss. After finishing up, she got off him and he stood up, feeling refreshed as he stretched.

“There!” she happily announced. “All done. I prepared a bath. Go in there and relax. My iPad is there too for whatever you want to watch. And once you’re done, we try to cram and then get some sleep. Now while you’re doing that, I need to start cramming.”

After thanking her, Jungkook went into the bathroom to see the bubble bath prepared. He smiled at the bath. She always found the smallest things to pamper him with.

As he began to unbuckle his belt, a sweet vanilla aroma filled his nose as he looked at all the Bath & Body Works candles she set out.

‘You are always taking care of me. What did I do to deserve you?’ he thought with a smile as his previous negative emotions went away.

With Jennie, she stared at her textbook, confused by the science questions.

‘The heck is this? All I know is that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. What am I supposed to do with all the rest of this science stuff? I’m not going to go to college for science. Why am I learning this? Why is this on the exam? Ugh!’ she whined in her head.

“Screwed...definitely screwed...that’s a thing? I don’t remember this...mega screwed...aw damn it, I forgot I need to know these formulas,” she rambled, skimming through the pages. "Why can't we just use a cheat sheet? Fuck my life..."

“Baby?”

“Yes?” she looked up from her textbook to see Jungkook wrapped up in a towel, leaning against the door frame.

‘Oh my...’ she thought as she tried to keep her eyes up.

“The tub looks big enough for two,” he said smoothly.

Two...?

Her face began to heat up at his words.

Did he mean...

“You want me to join you?” she asked with surprise in her voice.

He nodded like it was the simplest thing ever.

“You should relax, too,” he added.

“U-um...all right. Can you just give me a moment?"

Jungkook seemed pleased that she accepted his offer and nodded again. "Yeah. I'll be waiting for you," he smiled and went back inside, closing the door.

Once her boyfriend was out of sight, she fell back on her bed and began freaking out in her head. She then proceeded to punch and kick the air in excitement and nervousness.

'Oh my God! A bath!? With Jungkook!?' she exclaimed in her head.

She got out of bed and started pacing around, trying to pull herself together.

'Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! OKAY! BREATHE!' she rambled in her head as reality set in that she just agreed to take a bath with him.

She looked at herself in her large mirror, taking in her appearance. She was still in the attire she danced in for the event which consisted of a black dress with both slits high up and safety shorts. Grabbing a hair tie, Jennie put her hair in a high bun so her hair wouldn't get wet.

'You can do this. You can do this. It's just a bath. A relaxing...intimate bath. Girl...stop stalling. He's waiting on you.' she thought.

She let out a breath and then looked at her clothes. 'Should I...be the one to take this off...or should...'

Jennie glanced at the bathroom door and then back at her reflection. "Okay,"

When she went inside the bathroom and closed the door, she saw that Jungkook hadn't gotten in the tub yet and was patiently waiting for her as he leaned up against the sink.

"Hi," she smiled as she met his loving gaze.

Drinking her in, he returned her smile. "Hi,"

She noticed that he had dimmed the lights to set more of a romantic tone instead. What a view it was as she admired the new setting he provided for them.

“Wow, this is romantic,”

"You like it?"

"Yeah, this is sweet,"

"I'm glad. We never did anything like this before, have we?” he asked as he slowly made his way to her.

“This is a first. Um, could you help me?"

"Yeah, I got you,"

She turned around and once she felt him behind her, her heart rate quickened. Caressing her arms, Jungkook lightly kissed her left shoulder and grabbed the zipper of her dress.

“Relax, Jennie,” he said as he pulled the zipper down. “Let’s relax together and get our minds off the stress, okay?”

“Sounds good,”

As they both got in, Jungkook told her to sit across from him. The bath water was warm as the fragrant suds covered their bodies, relaxing their muscles. She then felt him grab her left foot gently and massage it. It happened to be the foot she felt the most aches and pains with. Despite being mad on stage, Jungkook was quick to notice her discomfort and made a mental note to take care of it.

“I-I thought YOU were supposed to be the one relaxing,” she exclaimed.

“I am,” he smiled. “Seeing you relaxed helps me relax, too. And besides, you hurt your foot. You need this bath as much as I do.”

“I thought I hid it. I didn’t think it was that big of a deal. The ache would go away after a day or two. I just needed to get off of it for a while. And I was kind of planning on massaging it myself while you were taking a bath,” she sighed in content as his large hands worked wonders on her foot.

“Lucky you have me, right? I prefer you to let me massage you, instead. So just tell me, all right?”

“I will,” she promised. “So, do you want to vent to me about how you've been feeling?"

And he did, expressing himself about how frustrated he was that they had to perform so late despite having an exam in the morning. After venting to her, he felt much better and they continued to enjoy their bath.

She watched Jungkook, who had his eyes closed with his arms stretched out, resting on the tub. Deciding to be playful, she made her way over to him and grabbed a handful of bubbles. Jungkook opened his eyes to watch her place bubbles all over his head, shaping it like a hat. He let out a laugh and she commenced to put bubbles around his face like a beard.

“There. My masterpiece is done.” she giggled, moving back slightly.

“How do I look?”

“Amazing, all thanks to me,”

Before he could speak again, she splashed him. The bubbles washed away from his face and his hair also got wet. He shook his head and wiped his face while she laughed out loud.

“I’m sorry, I had to. The look on your face!”

“That’s how it is?” he smirked and began to lean forward.

Widening her eyes, she quickly moved back until her back hit the back of the tub. “Back up! Stop!” she pleaded with laughter and shielded herself from his assault.

The splash was bigger than anticipated as it hit the iPad hanging against the wall. A few candles got drowned out, and some water spilled over to the floor, too, making a huge mess.

“Jeon Jungkook!” she exclaimed, wiping her face.

“Whoops. Maybe I overdid it,”

“You think!?”

“Sorry, honey! Oh no, your iPad!” he noticed and turned Jungshook immediately. He stopped freaking out once he heard her laugh.

“You are so damn extra, oh my God! Look at the mess you made. It’s waterproof. The case is waterproof,” she said, waving his concerns away. “No worries. As for the floor,” she glanced over to the large puddle along with their soaked clothes.

“We’ll live,” he replied and gripped the tub for support as he leaned over her to kiss her deeply.

As their bath continued, Jungkook said, “Come here,” and gently grabbed her to let her lean her back against his chest while his back rested against the tub. Feeling safe and relaxed in his arms, Jennie agreed to watch one episode of anime with him before leaving the tub. As the episode went on, Jen felt him kiss her temple.

"You are so good to me. Thank you for this. I love you," he said in her ear, making her smile.

She turned her head to look back at him and kissed him in response. "I love you, too,"

Things were going to be all right.

After their bath, and changing their pajamas, the couple stayed up to study, sacrificing their sleep. They sat on her bed with books and papers scattered around as they tried to refresh their heads on what the exam would entail.

“Remember, this is going to be on it. It’ll talk about these two topics. I remember the teacher pointing this out. Look at the notes and highlights,” she told him.

“Got it. We need to know about this one, too?” he asked with full concentration.

“Nah, they decided not to put that on the exam so we straight,”

“Good. I hated learning about that,”

“You and me both,”

Jungkook pointed out the Korean grammar to her. “We’re writing an essay on this topic. How’s your grammar looking?”

“It’s going. But it could be better,” she admitted.

“Let’s start with the basics and work our way up just like you did with me for English,”

“Do we have time for that?”

“I’ll make time,”

“Okay,”

A few hours went by as they continued to stay awake and make sure what they studied marinated in their brains.

“Oh, and the formulas. You gotta convert this to that. And then minus that from the second number, not the first,” she pointed it out to him.

He quickly did a practice problem and used his calculator.

“This it?” he showed her his answer.

“Hmmm, I got a different answer. Um...yeah, that’s wrong. You forgot to do this part,” she demonstrated.

“Ahhhh, okay. All right, what about this?” he did another practice problem and showed her his answer.

“Outstanding,” she praised.

A wide grin came across his features and he leaned in to give her a quick kiss. “Golden Maknae does it again,”

“You’re a dork,” she giggled and grabbed another textbook.

After another hour, Jungkook continued to work on math, getting the hang of what was needed.

“I think I got it. Babe? Babe? Jennie?” he looked up to see that she had fallen asleep.

He smiled at her sleeping form and then yawned himself. With sleep overpowering him, Jungkook found himself sleeping next to her with their books and papers still scattered on the bed. The couple had about two hours of sleep to spare before it was time to get ready for school. They were going to enjoy it while it lasted.

#bts 8th member #jungkook x oc #bangtan boys #bts #bts additional member #the bangtan gal #bts fanfic #bts fluff #jungkook fluff #bts fanfiction #jungkook x black oc #kpop black oc #kpop oc #bts added member #bts female oc #bts female addition #bts female member

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thunderpounce-inc · 9 months

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Woe, a whole ass 20 gallon aquarium's worth of concept art I've been scribbling for fan my continuity Blitzwing redesign be upon you,,, because this is how I design things I make dozens of scribbles to gradually refine the idea

The traditional art doodles are kinda extra scribbly quality since I was doodling them while busy with various IRL things

Not polishing the text on these, since they are just concept art

The theme with this design is 'the Blitzwings saw medieval gothic plate armor while researching the local sophonts (as per protocol)', and then decided 'Makeover Time'

The other theme is 'the Blitzwings like Earth, actually'. I CANNOT get that scene where Icy expressed curiosity towards humanity in Animated, or the fact that Blitzwing kind of did a heel-face turn for a while in G1, out of my head. The fact that he NAMES HIMSELF in G1 (due to time travel shenanigans), makes me also headcannon that maybe G1 Blitzwing has a distinctly untranslated Earth word in his name... because he heard it while on Earth, liked the sound of it, and then used it when he named himself!

I just really love the idea of Decepticons that don't generically hate Earth/Humanity; I think it makes them more interesting, and gives them more depth!

I remember seeing a post somewhere, where someone headcannoned Icy and Hothead as autistic, and Random as ADHD? and honestly, I love it. I like to think Icy's special interest is meteorology, which is related to a whole 'nother headcannon I have??? which is that wherever there are flighted transformers present, they do the weather manually, My Little Pony style! This is what I think the Blitzwings' non-military job would be; they use their fire and ice powers to manipulate the weather!

YES I am aware that the crude 'ruler' by the jet scale bit is NOT actually 15 units; I was kinda just. splitting it in half and then splitting it half and kinda winging it

Also, you can tell which sketches ended up drawn while observed from an angle ;u; hdgifhjogrdjh (screaming)

#transformers #maccadam #inc's art #Blitzwing #fan continuity #TF: Autowar #Icy #Hothead #Random #redesign #headcannon #Starscream #Lugnut #Blurr

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come on you of all people have to make a choice on who is getting the blue ribbon in Malenia vs Sephiroth

they are your stabby children?

I FUCKING DON’T

(incoming “angry” rant this is mostly light-hearted and non-serious, so please don’t worry 😅)

I am the QUEEN of not pitting two bad bitches against each other and instead I will gleefully say “fuck you” to all the versus battle shit that fandom loves to drool over and point out how these two would actually be pretty well-matched in most things and why MALENIA AND SEPHIROTH SPECIFICALLY SHOULD STOP BEING PITTED AGAINST OTHER CHARACTERS IN GAMING LORE BECAUSE THAT’S ALL PEOPLE EVER DO WITH THEM FOR FUCKS SAKE—

*throws Vergil’s stupid lawn chair out the window*

I spent hours and hours defending Malenia in the trenches on YouTube and Reddit back when the TRAILERS were just coming out. I STILL GET NOTIFS FROM THIS ONE THREAD OF ESSAY COMMENTS I WROTE ON YOUTUBE WHERE I TRASHED SOME SMUG DUDEBRO THAT WAS HATING ON MALENIA AND ACTUALLY MANAGED TO WIN THE SUPPORT OF 75% OF THE OTHER GAMER KIDS THAT READ MY RETORTS BECAUSE I WAS ON FIRE. (I am bragging a little, yes. I am still proud of that moment. No, I don’t want to ever re-live or re-read that cringe again but it was fun while it lasted).

I fucking think Radahn is pretty badass and a cool character, but the moment he showed up as the rival to Malenia, there were people worshipping the ground his horse walked on. As soon as the game was out, it took a couple of days for everyone to take his side in literally everything from morals to combat prowess, and Malenia just got dragged through the mud. Worst ER fandom era. I’m so tired of it and I left it behind, but dammit, I still stand with my view that Malenia deserved better from the fans.

She deserves to have her story analyzed and treated with care and her boss fight to be treated as a worthy challenge. There I said it.

Also, her strength is incredible. She is disabled and rotting from her core, but she can still do THIS?

She’s so fucking beautiful, I am gonna cry. That’s her trouncing her own disabilities to keep fighting. That’s her stunning waterfowl dance where she moves like a dancing bird.

And then she has her god-form where she becomes a vessel for an Outer God so powerful that it reshaped an entire part of the continent, and she can BLOOM, absorbing more and more power. She kills players every moment with this these days. Out of the 9 billion deaths that Elden Ring has caused players, Malenia claimed over 300 million of those when the stats were last checked. One of the best bosses in Soulsborne history and almost certainly the toughest.

She is an absolute powerhouse, and MORE IMPORTANTLY, a well-written, tragic, and morally complex character with an amazing story that I wish I could summon the brainpower to articulate in full.

And Sephiroth is the same if people can set aside all the fucking stereotypes and popular gamer perceptions of his character for five seconds.

This is him as a kid aged somewhere between 13-15:

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He has his own “Waterfowl Dance” called the Octaslash:

…where he moves faster than the eye can see. He cuts through moving bullets, big-ass troop transports, and dozens of soldiers in the blink of an eye. He can also summon fire so aggressively that it completely obliterates the surrounding environment.

When he has his later powers, he cuts through enormous buildings and metal structures, he can throw….city ruins…at you,

He can….change the weather???

He can impale snake gods on giant…woodchips lmao?

He can fly without and with a wing, he can cut through different dimensions of time and space, he can shapeshift with his alien mother’s power, and he has an angelic god-form just like Malenia:

….with which he has the potential to destroy the Solar System….

And he summons a Meteor that is big enough to destroy an entire planet in the game

And it….almost does….

But see, Sephiroth CAN still be stopped. Malenia CAN still be stopped. They both have limits, and are beaten by The Protagonist Swordsmen. None of this powerscale shit matters with them because they both end up defeated anyway.

Sephiroth can summon that enormous meteor but Malenia fought the man keeping the stars in check to a stalemate and still left him crippled. Malenia has an Outer God backing her up with power, but Sephiroth has his own alien god mother backing him up with power.

Both of them also have the theme of refusing to just fucking die around them too, and I respect that.

Malenia has an incredible in-depth and tragic story with a strong connection to her brother and the horrors of her own existence.

Sephiroth has a shocking and tragic story with a deep connection to his mother and the horrors of his own existence.

One is a fallen hero turned into a villain, one is a fallen warrior with crumbling and desperate morals.

I only said Sephiroth was more terrifying than Malenia because he is vicious, unlike her. Malenia isn’t trying to burn all of humanity to death. She just wants to defend her brother as his champion. I’m not afraid of her as a villain or anything. I can see that she’s trying her best.

Sephiroth is brutal and cruel after he turns to the dark side and is meant to be terrifying as the enemy. He doesn’t have a cute little Millicent looking for him to restore his dignity. He’s completely isolate and moves like a prowling shark. That’s that.

BUT OVERALL THEY SHOULD BE FRIENDS AND GO TO THERAPY TOGETHER AND PEOPLE SHOULD STOP MAKING EVERYTHING ABOUT THEIR ABILITY TO TAKE ON OTHER CHARACTERS BASED ON INCONSISTENT VIDEO GAME MECHANICS AND JUST BECAUSE MALENIA KICKED EVERYONE’S ASS, GOING DOWN AS SOULSBORNE’S MOST DIFFICULT BOSS AND BECAUSE SEPHIROTH STOLE THE SPOTLIGHT IN SMASH BROS AFTER KILLING EVERYONE AND GIVING THEM PANIC ATTACKS SINCE 1997.

FUCK

Ok, I’m done.

Love you, anon—and yes, I love my stabby children and will defend them until I’m fucking dead <33

#i’m sorry anon—this wrath is mostly just my goofy reaction after watching two of my favorite characters being reduced to their…#…combat prowess? i guess?#I MEAN YEAH VIDEO GAMES AND POWER LEVELS YEAH #but i still don’t approach video games like mental and physical combat simulations #i am usually in it for the story and characters #and i find that countless analyses are either based off of game mechanics or they miss the point entirely #malenia is just “that sword bitch that killed me tons of times and cheated against radahn”#and sephiroth is just “that scary sword and arson anime villain with mommy issues that was in smash bros”#i must save them from The Gamers #—>>realizes that this is just me having a crisis over not liking gamer culture in general #oh #ANYWAY #asks #anonymous #silly post #malenia blade of miquella #sephiroth #ff7 #elden ring

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crazyotakugal · 1 year

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Soaring Hearts

Part 5:

Soaring Realizations

Author’s Note: I am sooooo sorry y’all! 😭🙏 I know there hasn’t been any updates for a very long time and then I had issues when I tried to upload it the other day. 🤦‍♀️😮‍💨 However, it’s FINALLY here!! 🎉🎊 I REALLY hope y’all enjoy it and I promise that there’ll be more sooner than this last time! It’s just so much messed up stuff happened in real life that I wasn’t able to do anything/kinda depressed too! Also…

HAPPY TURKEY DAY!! 🦃

MINORS DON’T INTERACT!! Rated MA!!

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You woke up sometime in the middle of the night to Hawks lightly snoring next to you. Arm loosely draped around your waist. It was still dark outside so you slowly tippy toed to the bathroom. When you got back, you picked up your phone to check your messages. Fuyumi had messaged you a few hours ago asking if you’d be staying out again.

*’Hey girl, I’m ok. Yes, I’ll be staying out, but I’ll message you in the morning.’*

“Hmm, who are you texting?” A pair of arms wrapped around your waist making you jump.

Hawks nuzzles your neck, placing light kisses against your skin. You grip your phone tightly and take a composition breath. Your body already betraying your brain causing you to forget how to talk for a moment.

“Just telling Fuyumi I’m ok,” you set your phone down and place a kiss on his forehead.

That innocent gesture just gives Hawks the invitation he was looking for and before you realize it, your back is pressed against the bed and his tongue is exploring the depths of your mouth. Both your wrists pinned over your head and he gazes down at your flushed face. You were still completely naked from your love making earlier, your lovely breasts hypnotically heaving with excitement. He smirked at the dozens of hickeys that he left on your neck, shoulders, and chest. He knew you’d be upset later at him for that later, so he’d admire his handy work now. He licked his lips looking at the hard pebbles of your nipples, knowing how sweet they tasted.

As he studied you underneath him, you couldn’t help but do the same. His handsome face was flushed and his eyes dark with need. His wings partly spread out behind his back. You wondered if they were sensitive at all to touch. Dirty things ran through your mind as you looked up at the adonis of a man. You could feel the heat between your thighs start to grow warmer and you subconsciously squirmed underneath him. A devious smirk crept onto his face as he leaned down and started kissing and licking the sensitive parts of your neck again. You gasped, your body still ultra sensitive from your previous activities.

“What’s on your mind, love?” Hawks whispers into your ear fanning the already burning fire in your loins.

“Haw…Keigo…” You whimper out, not wanting to say what’s on your mind.

“Hmmm?” He tilts his head slightly to the side with the devilish grin still on his face.

He starts to place light kisses all over your body. Your neck. Your shoulders. Your chest purposefully missing your nipples. Slowly down your abdomen. Your heart skips a beat as he nuzzles your belly. Placing more light kisses around your navel. Ever so slowly lower. You’re practically soaking when Hawks spreads your legs open. He places light kisses on the inside of your left thigh all the way down your ankles then starts at your right ankle kissing his way back upwards. He then places the lightest kisses ever on your soaked folds.

“Fuck…you’re already *dripping * for me down here!” His voice so deep you barely recognized it.

Before you could reply, Hawks gently started lapping at your soaking cunt making you squeal. He let out a low growl as his tongue dove deeper inwards grazing your over sensitive bud. You could feel your legs already start to shake in his hands as continued to devour you. His tongue leaving no crevice undiscovered. You could feel your peak already getting close. Hawks tongue swirling at your entrance, giving a few teasing pokes then sucking on your clit sent you over the edge. The knot in your belly snapped and you came practically screaming his name, but he didn’t stop even when you came down from your high.

“Ke…Keigo! Pl…please! Too much!” You manage to sob out, but he didn’t seem to hear or care. He kept going.

Hawks was utterly lost in your taste. He could taste himself and something in his brain snapped as he lapped your combined juices from between your legs. Somewhere in his brain, he registered that you had came, but he didn’t want to stop eating you out. Even when you cried it was too much or when you started tugging on his hair. He was way too engrossed in your favor to cease what he was doing. He wanted to taste *all* of you. He spread your legs as wide as they could go and slid his hungry tongue deep into your spasming hole worming its way as deep as he could. You started to cry louder and kick your legs, squirming uncontrollably.

“KEI! Please stop! I’m gonna…” You cry out as your whole body was wracked with the most mind numbing orgasm yet. Your juices shooting all over Hawks face, chest, and onto his sheets.

It was then that the pro hero decided you’d had enough and came up from between your trembling legs. He licked the juices he could from himself as you laid there, a shaking mess. Your arm covering your face in embarrassment. You couldn’t believe you squirted! You’d never done that before ever in your life. You thought that was just something in porn movies. You felt the weight shift on the bed and peaked from under your arm to see Hawks grinning down at you ear from ear.

“Damn, love, that was so fucking *sexy*! You made such a lovely mess,” He had this dark, predatory look in his eyes still.

You let out a surprised yelp as you were repositioned onto the winged hero’s lap. His cock was already hard and leaking precum from the swollen tip. It was heavy against your inner thigh as Hawks brought your lips down to his for a searing kiss. You could taste yourself on his tongue as it explored the depths of your mouth. His calloused hands hungrily groping your breasts. You grasp his shoulders to steady yourself against his onslaught.

“Now, y/n, I want you to be a good girl and ride me,” he gives you a kiss on your neck, his voice getting slightly huskier, “I’d *really * love that from my little sparrow.”

Your mouth goes dry and your mind goes blank. You just merely nod and position your trembling body over his. He lets out a slight hiss as you grab the base of his swollen cock and slowly sink yourself down. Even though he’s had you over and over, you’re still so tight as he slowly stretches you full. You let out little sobs of bliss as he deliciously fills you up all the way to your cervix, digging little crescents into his shoulders when he’s finally bottomed out inside you.

“Keigo…so full!” You gasp out as you give a few experimentally motions of your hips. Your head tossed back in utter pleasure as you gradually start to gain your clumsy rhythm.

“Fuck, y/n! You feel soooo good, love!” Hawks grits his teeth as he tries to let you set the tempo, but you’re inexperienced and the movements are a bit slow. However, it still feels amazing despite that and he could be patient with you for a little bit longer.

You, though, were already at your limit. Your thighs were burning and your hips sore from earlier, but you couldn’t stop your hips from moving. It just felt too good to stop. You could already feel the knot in your stomach starting to tighten and the lewd noises that filled the room spurred you on even more. Hawks hands settled on your hips and his golden hair clinging to his forehead from the sweat forming on his brow. Without warning, Hawks hips shot up and his tip hits that right spot inside you, then again, and again. He must be getting impatient with your slow pace. You look at his face; his eyes a shot tight, brow knitted, and he had his bottom lip between his teeth.

You couldn’t help it and started bursting out laughing which caused the pro hero under you to come to a dead stop. He peered at you with the most comical “what-the-fuck” face which really didn’t help you stop laughing. You didn’t know what came over you.

“Haha…I’m sorry! But that face you were…haha…making…! I’m sorry!,” You tried to take a few deep breaths to stop the giggles coming out of your mouth.

When you finally did stop, you peered up at Hawks to see the most terrifying predatory look in his eyes. It was the look that made you feel like a little cotton tail stuck in the sights of a predator. You felt goose bumps all run over your skin when Hawks slowly licks his lips and he gives your hips a hard squeeze. A loud cry fell from your lips when his hips shot up hard into you, causing your toes to curl. A few more expert thrusts upwards had you babbling mess on his lap already close to coming undone. His lips smashed over yours as he continued to pound into your clenching hole.

“ ‘M cumming! Ahh haaa! KEIGO!” You sob as you ride out your climax. Hawks had the biggest shit eating grin on his face as he watched you cum.

He didn’t even bother to pull out of you before he flipped you over on your back. Making you whimper from over sensitivity from just cumming. Hawks pinned both your wrists to the bed with two of his feathers as he used his arms to keep from crushing you. A third feather made its way downwards and settled on your clit making your whole body jump.

“Wha…Wait! Keigo! I just came! I can’t…AHHHH!” You were cut off by the vibrations he sent into the feather stimulating your clit.

If you could think a coherent thought at this point, you’d feel bad if he’d had any neighbors because you were practically screaming as Hawks started thrusting into into again. The sensation made you forget how to breathe for a moment because it was too overwhelming. His cock was buried as deep as it could go inside you that every time he pushed himself back inside he kept kissing the entrance to your womb and the feather working your poor clit was only driving you crazier.

“Ha…What was that about my face, love?” Hawks grunted as he fucked you stupid, “You should see yours! But I ain’t laughing, it’s amazing! So freaking sexy losing your mind for me like that!”

He bit his lip hard as he fought back spilling his load as You clamped down on his dick when you came. Your legs shook hard as you arched your back off the bed chanting his name over and over again. Hawks burned that image of you into his brain. A withering, bawling mess all because of him. He smirked as he watched you try to break your wrists free of his feathers whimpering as he continued to thrust into you without mercy.

“Kei…Pl…please! Too…ahhh…much! Oh gawd! Keigo please!” Tears falling down your lovely cheeks as you begged him to let up, but he wasn’t done just yet.

Hawks could feel himself so close, he knew it wouldn’t be long especially how you were spasming around his cock like that. He let out an almost feral growl as he felt his own release quickly approaching but not before drawing one more from you. This was your punishment for laughing at him after all. You were sobbing, crying his name as he pounded you into oblivion. The feather on your swollen clit moving faster in time with his thrusts bringing you closer and closer to yet another orgasm. Hawks practically howled, unable to fight it any longer, as he shot his load deep inside you sending you over the edge at the same time. Hot thick ropes of cum filling you to the brim all over again as you rode out your high.

Hawks finally sets you free of his feathers and presses his forehead on yours as you both struggle to catch your breath. His wings coming around you, cradling you, as if caging you both from the outside world. You wrap your arms loosely around his neck and you hear him give an approving hum.

“As much as I’d love to lay here. We probably should get into the bath and eat something,” Hawks smiles down at you, “Wouldn’t want ‘cha to pass out because of me. I think your uncle would barbecue me for sure!”

You let out a weak laugh as Hawks gets up and makes his way to the bathroom. Missing his warmth, you snuggle under the blanket, waiting for the bath to be ready. The scent of both of you mixed together oddly comforted you and made you feel embarrassed. Thinking about your time with Hawks was honestly the happiest you’ve been in awhile not including the really potent sexual connection between you. Something like dejavu kept going off in your head when you looked at him. However, you were pretty sure you’d remember meeting him since there weren’t very many pro heroes with bright red wings.

A few minutes later, you’re sitting in the bath with him, your back pressed against his chest as he holds you close, his chin resting on top of your head. His wings draped outside the tub, so the both of you had room. Hawks insisted on both of you bathing together, promising to behave himself. You slowly traced your fingers over the surface of the water. Hawks’s eyes were closed, his usual wild blonde hair wet and smoothed back from his face.

“Keigo?” You broke the silence in the room.

Not bothering to open his eyes, “Hm?”

“Have we, um, met before?” You didn’t know why you felt so nervous all of a sudden.

“We’ve met a few times in fact, Y/N,” You could feel the laughter in his voice vibrate against your back.

“I mean, like when we were kids?” You turn the best you could to look up at him.

His golden eyes now open and he had a grin on his face, “So you finally remember, huh?”

You didn’t exactly know what the look on his face pissed you off, but it did. So you weren’t just tripping out, you had met before your arrival a couple of months ago! And what was worse is he remembered and didn’t say a damn thing!

“Oh my gawd! Seriously?!” You splashed him in the face, wiping that grin off his face. Victory!

“Hey! I’m sorry! I wasn’t a 100% we had and didn’t want to come off as a creep!” He held his hands up to shield his face from your onslaught. A sigh leaving his lips when you stopped.

“Too late for that…” You huffed out, feeling dumb for not realizing it sooner, “How long did you know?”

“It was at the park,” A slight blush dusts his cheeks as he purposefully avoids looking you in the eyes, “Which made me realize something else…”

“What’s that?” You tilt your head inquisitively, smiling at how cute he looked at that moment.

Hawks’s lips come down and gently slid over yours, passionately melting together. His hands coming up and delicately cupped your face, deepening the kiss. It was a soft kiss compared to others you shared, but the intensity behind it made your heart skip a beat. It seemed like time had stopped in that moment until Hawks lifted his face away from yours.

“I’m utterly and completely in love with you.”

#bhna smut #reader #bhna hawks #hawks x reader fluff #hawks x reader smut #hawksxreader #keigo takami #keigo takamixreader #hawks x reader lemon #haeks lemon #hawks fluff #bhna lemons #keigo takami lemon

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heres my HMS headcanons because i am bored

starting off with . sexualities

heart: asexual, panromantic

soul: pansexual

mind: aroace [this is partially because i am projecting]

i don't always follow the heart with wings headcanon / design but i like to follow it occasionally just bc i think it's neat. now i like to think he uses them to help him navigate, sort of like a cat's whiskers or a cane. since he's like wearing a blindfold i imagine that when he's thrown off or disoriented he fluffs up his wings to at least get some sense of direction to ground himself

one of my favorite headcanons i have is that mind has a little digital voice recorder that he likes to log every day in, like a diary. after careful consideration i have decided it's a Diasonic DDR-3000 Handheld Digital Voice Recorder [yes i copy and pasted that]. it's one of his favorite items and he uses it to keep just one constant thing going, since i imagine he relies on schedules [logic!! whoa] and probably has a touch of the 'tism. in case you are wondering this is inspired by steven universe and no i'm not apologizing

i also headcanon heart to not be completely blind. rather, i imagine him to just be really sensitive to light. so, his blindfold is kind of see through, but not totally. just enough to make it so that he's not blinded [haha] by light all the time. this is partially based on THA and light, but also just one i kinda settled on.

i actually don't have many headcanons for soul. he's a rather silly guy and i usually stick to canon. but i do headcanon him to just randomly start talking to us, the viewers, out of no where. mind and heart just think he's insane

headcanon for all of them including whole . in the system hc/au, heart and mind almost never front . its always either whole or soul. their friends don't know they're a system and just kinda assume whenever soul is front that whole is just feeling a bit silly. but when heart or mind do end up fronting their friends are like "dude what Happened to you" HDJSNF like . mind fronts and he's just being mind and whole's friends are staring at him like 😦. soul, heart and whole are probably worried about telling their friends that they're a system but mind doesn't care and tells them anyways . they end up being chill about it

the senses of the main 5 that mind wouldn't mind [haha] losing are taste and touch. but he would hate to lose smell, eyesight, or hearing, which is why he doesn't understand how heart is so chill wearing a blindfold all the time.

kind of expanding on that one above, but not directly related to it, mind argues that he'd prefer to keep smell to help with stuff like fires, gas leaks, spoiled food, etc. but he doesn't say it's mainly because he really likes candles. he loves candles and their different scents. he probably lights up a ton around him and soul walks in to see him like sitting in a circle and assumes he's trying to like summon the fucking devil or something and just leaves

mind is allergic to cats. heart tried to bring one in once and mind died [joke he just had an allergic reaction] so that's when soul jumped at the opportunity to be like "why not get a chicken instead"

mind always insists on eating the healthy and "logical" foods . but sometimes soul will find mind at 3 am treating himself to a singular cookie and then hurriedly trying to hide it. heart and soul wouldn't tease him about it if he didn't try to keep it a secret.

sorry [not] there's so many mind headcanons but that is because i am a mind fan . shit i forogt???? help???? ill remember it one day. i'll just give a different one . mind loves weighted blankets

one day i'll remember that one

soul and heart love to experiment with outfits . heart loves dresses they're fun ! every once in a while when he's positive he's alone, mind will try on a dress or a tux . he secretly has fun. heart and soul have not found out yet

#chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #cj mind #cj heart #cj soul #cj whole #cj headcanons #headcanons

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quaranmine · 4 months

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6, 12, and 25 for the mcytblr fic author asks?

6. Do you like using the mcyt multiverse as a concept? (all SMPS and MC content exists in the same universe)

Yes!! To the point where it will bother me if I can't make them all fit, lol. Usually I like to keep the Dream SMP, Hermitcraft, Evo and Life Series all within the same universe. I like MCC as an event where people from these servers can intersect. Empires though is a problem to me, as it often contradicts things quite heavily due to the characters' lore. So whether or not Empires (S1 or S2) is canon sort of depends on what I am writing. I also often disregard random one-off SMPs as well--I'm not going to try to figure out how Rats SMP fits into Hermitcraft fits into Empires, it's just a nice little series in its own right.

12.Funniest comment you've ever gotten in a piece of work?

I think the funniest is when I posted a Firewatch AU chapter and @ivi-prism sent me a screenshot of her fake-buying plane tickets to Texas on an actual airline website to come kill me

Also I do find it pretty amusing that I am so loudly fixated on fire lookouts that I am aware of more than one person who have started reading my fanfic without even being familiar with Hermitcraft LOL

25.What works and/or authors in the fandom do you recommend?

Well, I've got to rep some of my friends first! Ivi is the creator of this ask game, and you should definitely check out her works -- Off-world vacations is a sweeping dsmp x hermitcraft crossover that has been in the works for years, great for Fundy fans. chrysalizzm is one of the most talented writers I've ever met, and I've seen firsthand the incredible research and depth and soul he's poured into the wasteland series. another excellent writer is prismartist, who probably has something for everyone since they've written life series, hermitcraft, dream smp, qsmp, and empires.

Really though, I need to get better at actually bookmarking my favorite works. I often kudos and then lose them oops

I have to recc definitelynotshouting's hunger au, although I feel like that's quite well known in the fandom already (for good reason)

sunlight over me no matter what i do by odaigahara is a GREAT oneshot, but mind the gore and body horror (grian cuts off his own wings to get rid of watcher influence)

I'm pretty fond of a specific subset of Watcher!Grian stories where the old Grian died and a Watcher/something else just kind of uhhhh took over his body with his memories? So I must recommend tempering by sixteenthdays, as well as You Say You Feel Hollow (and you know it's 'cause you are) by writing_and_worrying. still slightly similar in concept but not quite the same is the body is an object by ruffboi. And it's probably distinctly different enough that it shouldn't even be grouped here, but I also adore Covet by Oceanbreeze7 for a good Creature-y Watcher!Grian.

I like Enderwoah's Jimmy/Bad Boys fics. The two I have in my bookmarks is i've got problems (not just the ones that are little) and i can see the pattern (but i don't know what i can do)

Finally, I don't always blog about hermitshipping but I do sometimes read it, so I'll leave you with a scarian fic that has killed me like three separate times: Baby, just let me bleed in peace by mossman_mothman

#quara asks

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ablatheringblatherskite · 11 months

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IMPORTANT:

This is a family friendly/PG/mostly SFW (mostly because I occasionally reblog stuff with violence/gore, swearing, and intense whump lol) blog, so please keep that in mind when interacting! Any NSFW interactions will be blocked.

I am also an unashamed Christian!

Things to know about me:

FIRST THINGS FIRST, I am a proud member of the Rogue Squadron, so jot that down >:)))

(basically, we like to spam our friends for fun. so you might see me spamming the replies and even reblogging several posts in a row)

Second, I write fanfics :))) I have fics for Hamilton, Star Wars, ATLA, and Wednesday. Drop by if you want HERE!

Genres I write: Fluff, friendship, healing, hurt/comfort, whump, angst, romance

and here's my YouTube where I post my edits!

Here's things I enjoy:

Writing, Musicals, Books, good wholesome comedy, chocolate, pretty gifsets, editing videos, etc.!

Things I'm posting a lot about ATM:

The Phantom of the Opera (specifically POTO@RAH, Raoulstine and HadleyRaoul), Hadley Fraser (and a decent amount of Ramin Karimloo), musicals in general, HTTYD, Narnia, Star Wars, writing related stuff, random stuff I find funny, and Christian things.

And Things I like!:

The Phantom of the Opera, Les Miserables, HTTYD (including all the series and the third movie), Cobra Kai, Studio C, Jk! Studios, their Freelancers series, Manifest, Wednesday, the Addams Family, His Dark Materials (the show), Avatar: The Last Airbender, My Adventures with Superman, Star Wars (excluding sequel trilogy sorry), Spider-Man (personal fave are the TASM and Spiderverse movies), Back to the Future, Over The Garden Wall, Daredevil, Batfam (Wayne Family Adventures!), NBC'S Timeless, Wings of Fire, The Chronicles of Narnia, The Hobbit, Artemis Fowl, Ducktales (2017), Hamilton, Newsies, Anastasia, Lego: Ninjago, TMNT (2012), Harry Potter, and more that I cannot remember right now!

Where I am considering some of these fandoms:

I'm a Tyler Galpin apologist but NOT an Xavier Thorpe hater. I am also a HadleyRaoul—and Raoul de Chagny in general—defender, and a Raoulstine shipper (BUT I love the Phantom/Erik and do not dislike him by any means 🥺), and I generally don't acknowledge Love Never Dies much. My favorite cast of Studio C is the original cast (including Tori, Dalton and Aaron) but I still enjoy some of the sketches from the new cast. I also love the Star Wars original trilogy and the prequel trilogy, but not really the sequels. I don't mind the third HTTYD movie and I love all the HTTYD series. My favorite Spider-Man movies are the TASM ones, and Andrew Garfield is my fav Spider-Man/Peter Parker. Yes I love both Narnia and His Dark Materials.

Ships I love:

Hiccstrid (HTTYD), Raoulstine (Phantom of the Opera), Zekeaela (Manifest), Silverparry (His Dark Materials), Wyler/Weyler (Wednesday), Petroclair (Wednesday), Clois (My Adventures With Superman), Peter and Gwen (TASM), Jaya (Ninjago), Lyatt (Timeless), Gomez and Morticia (The Addams Family)

YouTubers I watch:

Andrew Burriss, DanTDM, The Merrell Twins, Aaron Burriss, Moriah Elizabeth, and Sam Tabor

Some other people I'm a fan of:

Hadley Fraser, Ramin Karimloo, Andrew Garfield, Charlie Cox, The entire cast of Jk! Studios (aka the OG Studio C cast), David Tennant, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Jeremy Jordan

Fandoms I've written for so far (and the links to their respective lists):

Hamilton: An American Musical

Star Wars

Wednesday

More lists to come!

Here's some fics I have in progress!

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theravequeen · 2 months

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Ok, I know I normally post about Marvel and Wings of Fire, but I've been needing a place to get this out and here seems like the best place.

Apologies if this doesn't entirely make sense, when I'm emotional I find it hard to word things correctly.

Ahem. Without further ado,,,

Hazbin Hotel Fans need to Understand what a Headcanon Is.

(argument after the break to save space.)

Hi. I'm an Alastor fan. I have been since the pilot. I'm an Alastor fan, and I am sick and tired of other Alastor "fans" attacking people like me.

What do I mean?

My personal headcanon for Alastor is that he started out 'working for' and endorsing the hotel with full intentions of betraying everyone's trust and using the hotel for his own gain. However, over the show, he genuinely grows fond of the people he's around, (as said by him to Nifty--a person he trusts), and after the battle, he begins to regret this, and starts to rethink his strategy. (That's what his part in The Show Must Go On is hinting at.)

If I were to say this on TikTok, I would be hounded by Alastor 'fans' who think they know everything and think he is The Big Bad.

Ok, first off, correct me if I'm wrong, but in a live stream, wasn't it said that Alastor is Chaotic Neutral?

News flash, a lot of characters perceived as "good guys" are Chaotic Neutral.

Learn What A Morally Grey Character is please for the love of God. Or Lucifer. Whatever.

The way most people think Alastor is going to end up is leaning more towards evil, not neutral.

Now I'm not saying Alastor is a good guy! I'm just saying,

Don't attack people for headcanoning his character.

As far as I'm aware, nothing has been confirmed yet. You CANNOT say You Are Right when What You Are Talking About Has Not Been Confirmed.

Could you be right about Alastor being the big bad?? Yes!!! But could I also be right about him being the "meant to betray them but now is regretting it" trope? Also Yes!!!!!!

Hazbin Fans, I am begging you. Please, please learn media literacy before speaking and please PLEASE understand YOUR HEADCANONS ARE NOT LAW.

Not everyone has to agree with your headcanon because it is not canon.

As I stated before, I'm not trying to make people agree with my headcanon with this post, I'm simply saying that you need to understand that until things are confirmed, everyone's Headcanons are valid, and you Do Not have the right to shove yours down everyone's throats, especially not people who clearly believe in something else.

I really hope I made my point clear, and I really hope I don't get attacked for this!! Withthisfandomitsunclear

If you got this far, please have a good day/night, and I thank you for hearing me out!

#hazbin hotel #hazbinhotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #hellaverse #hot take #please dont kill me #but this has been bothering me #i cant even listen to the finale song without feeling sick because of the way people have been reacting to my hc #this is wild

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Zombie can I get a hc about some band ghoul interactions with each other? Who's closest with who, who would bite who if they had teeth, etc

You send this prompt on 3 December 2022 and I'm only just now writing AND it's not even a proper prompt fill I am sorry!!!! -

The one the fans like to call Dew is regarded by those in the upper echelons of the clergy as the most monstrous of the ghouls. Of course, ghouls are not summoned to be monstrous- they're free labour that just happen to have the countenance of mouthless, black-eyed gargoyles. But this one in the band, the one with the gnarled horns covered in sharp scales, the one that continues to shape-shift for itself a perpetually grinning mouth of needle-thin sharp teeth... That one's a creep.

Special was lounging on the ceiling of the library, his back against the fading fresco donated by Hieronymus Bosch during the reign of Papa Recalcitrant the Eighth (how did they allow that name to go on for eight Papas, Special had wondered). Somewhere in the forest of blackened bookcases, each shelf sagging with the literal and metaphorical weight of the knowledge painstakingly inked and hastily scribbled and even embroidered into the pages of the books the cradled, somewhere in the dense sea of arcane and profane knowledge, Special's human, Papa Emeritus the Fourth, wondered, looking for a specific book.

"Lemme order it off Amazon," Special had offered, holding his beloved phone up in his talons.

"Amazon does not carry the twelf-century litanies I'm looking for, Spesh," the Papa had countered as he geared up for the perilous library journey.

Many hours had past and the nameless ghoul known to all as Special was bored out of his skull. He had stayed on the ceiling to keep an eye out for the Papa's signal fire- they both agreed that if the Papa- Copia, we'll refer to him as his given name from now on- that if Copia had become too lost or too entranced or bewitched or otherwise indisposed by the library, he would light the nearest bookcase on fire to say to Special "fly down and save me, love." And yes, this would be far faster than Copia attempting to send a coherent text message.

So Special stretched- a learned habit, as he had no muscles to grow sore- and sat up to glance down at the literary labyrinth.

He looked up- er, down- and saw the nameless ghoul called Dew looking up at him.

/WHAT ARE YOU DOING/ Dew said- well, not quite 'said,' as ghouls don't possess the equipment to speak; they project their thoughts telepathically to the intended recipient, although it has been known to cause severe unpleasant reactions in humans. But 'said' is less for me to type.

Special shrugged. "I'm waiting for Copia and scrolling through tumblr," he replied- well, not quite 'replied,' as Special is a ghoul and thus also communicates telepathically; however, his telepathy happens to hit the human brain in the exact same way auditory stimuli does, thus earning him the nickname of Special. But, again, 'replied' is easier for me to type.

The ghoul called Dew spread it's ghastly wings, shaped to resemble tattered, decaying old appendages (all ghouls come with wing-like growths; some ghouls decide to alter the texture and appearance of them to resemble the wings of a bat or a bird or even the fins of a fish. Not Dew, though) and silently ascended to join it's sibling on the ceiling.

"What about you," Special asked, almost setting his phone beside him before remembering the problem of gravity and instead using his tail to firmly grasp it, "what brings you up here?"

/CAN'T SLEEP/

"We're ghouls, man, we don't sleep."

/YES. I LIED./ Dew willed it's wings away from sight and sat like Special, crossing it's legs and leaning back on the palms of it's grey talons. /I HAVE NO REASON TO BE HERE/

"And yet, here you are."

/HERE I AM./

The two fire ghouls sat in a silence that was only broken by the occasional rustle of fabric as Special, glamoured to appear human and wearing actual clothes, fidgeted to find a more comfortable position.

/SPECIAL/ Dew said suddenly. Special sat up straighter and turned his glamoured green eyes to his always-grinning sibling. "Yeah?"

/I AM GLAD YOU ARE HERE AND THAT YOU TEACH US IN THE BAND HOW TO APPEAR HUMAN./ It turned it's head and with no flourish it was wearing the glamour of it's band attire, black eyes replaced with wide lenses, twisted horns replaced with small and tasteful ones. Dew had created the full image of the stage-worn helmet (the helmets are quite real and not glamoured, created by Archbishop Necropolitus Cracoviensis to amplify a ghoul's innate shapeshifting powers).

Dew smiled and said- well, here it's more like 'projected it's telepathy through a series of rudimentary vocal chords in order to mimic the resonance of auditory speech- "I don't think we thank you enough for what you do. I know I don't, anyway."

The other ghoul smiled with perfectly imperfect teeth and ran a hand through his short messy hair. "Aww, well, you're welcome, and, uhhhhhh, and thanks for that." He gave Dew a gentle, sibling-like shoulder punch. "You're a good kid. You're a weirdo who licks too many things, but you're a good kid."

Dew nodded and reverted itself back to it's original ghoul form.

The two sat in silence again, watching smoke rise and curl around their hair and horns.

/THE LIBRARY IS ON FIRE AGAIN/ Dew mused.

Special nodded, then said "oh shit, that's Copia. I gotta run, bud!" He stood and hopped off the ceiling, wings emerging from his back (and effectively ruining another shirt), and swooped down to find his human.

Dew chuckled. /YOU ARE A GOOD KID TOO, SPESH./

#spooky ideas #microfic #ghost bc #special ghoul #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #the band ghost

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canyouhearthevoices · 11 months

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BOUNCY MV First Reactions

COWBOY COMEBACK!

Thank you KQ for releasing this in the middle of my work day... :/

I have to say, I love that they used a different aspect ratio for the MV - it’s another example of ATEEZ’s unique use of the screen itself (another one being when the robot arms come out of the video in WONDERLAND).

I’m in love with the MV. For starters, Gothic pirate cowboys. And then we have blue-hair Hongjoong making a return. And then we have the funky vibes of the song itself. And, of course, epic ATEEZ choreo. And then there’s the use of film grain, and the increased budget they have, and how they integrate elements from previous MVs (like they always do), and in general, each comeback reminds me of why I ult ATEEZ. This is the kind of stuff I’m into.

And I hope you’re into it too, if you’re on this blog.

Oh by the way? You know how ATEEZ were talking about bringing anarchy onto the world in HALAZIA and Guerrilla? Well, now they’ve literally brought anarchy onto the world through one of the world’s (hah) best-known representations of anarchy - the American Wild West. Whoever made this choice is a genius because it’s amazing shorthand for the anarchy and passion they’ve actually created, and brings an expressive world for them to put their music out into.

Also - fire. Ahem, the fire Hongjoong destroys things with? Don’t forget that Don’t Stop was one of our first teasers of THE WORLD.

Now, I will say that I don’t condone (and hopefully ATEEZ don’t either) the dangerous and/or illegal activities in this MV (no-rules boxing, driving motorbikes without a helmet, murder, owning illegal weapons, drug dealing). That said, they did make me laugh a lot in this MV. Idols are supposed to have a perfect image and ATEEZ are happily breaking the law everyday. And I found some specific moments oddly quirky and funny which I will dsicuss later.

But let’s talk about the MV. Full discussion below the line.

Lyrics

Well, they’re what I’d expect from a cowboy ATEEZ comeback. They have the common motifs of bouncing/dancing, playing music, being the coolest, and so on. They also include the mandatory ATEEZ references to burning up, exploding, and so on. And they include the mandatory THE WORLD references to raising your microphone and making your own voice and music in the face of... well, a world that prohibits those things.

But that’s, as I said, to be expected of ATEEZ. Let’s talk about the actual MV.

MV Analysis

So it starts the same way the opening sequence did, but in snapshots - since they know that we’ve already seen it. I do think it’s interesting that they cut out the Wanted posters, since they have been a pretty integral motif for the past few years.

I’d just like to say that this is the perfect shot to open this MV on. It’s got the warm colours, gritty tone, and fire that are important to this era (THE WORLD), and seen in ATEEZ mvs in general (FEVER). It’s got the fire - another important motif, it establishes the setting which I’ve already mentioned is a representation of anarchy, and thus establishes the tone of the song and comeback. But it also has an interesting camera angle - one which places the audience in a position inferior to ATEEZ, but ATEEZ inferior to the remnants of the government/other institution that has power in this world.

It’s also a very pretty set, which is always a bonus.

This is a great followup shot since it again shows how powerful Mingi is - although we don’t know it’s Mingi yet. It also shows that this world isn’t quite as gritty and old-fashioned as we thought - there are electric lights and the floor is actually relatively clean.

Nice context for the actual face reveal, and, since it plays into Western tropes, it gives us a hint of what will come - a face reveal, dramatics, and a shootout.

I am a massive fan of black wing eyeliner Mingi.

Crazy Hongjoong is back.

Ahh yes goats - the symbol of the Wild West.

Not entirely sure what the red lines are supposed to mean here - other than ATEEZ and lights being big, and red and HALATEEZ.

Ahh yes, best set is the drug-dealing den disguised as a reputable establishment. This also further shows that the Wild West setting of the story doesn’t apply to everything - for instance, it is quite different (yet also surprisingly similar) to this underworld cyberpunk city.

SAAAAAAAAN. And here is our third setting - the boxing arena. All of these settings have the motif of anarchy and conflict, but the Wild West, grungy neon city, and boxing arena do so in different ways - guns, crime, and punches.

I love the grainy effect here - another visual symbol of ‘the old days’which are seen as being more like anarchy, and, in lots of cases, like a better time.

I also love how this MV practically made Woosan canon.

This is definitely the heist Wooyoung from Don’t Stop.

CG motorbiking ATEEZ do not condone riding your motorbike without helmets. Protect your brain - it’s important.

Turbulence tunnel?

Love how he’s doing nothing and is far back but is still subtly checking on San.

Dude wants his money and a husband.

Very convincing police disguises...

This shot is great because it is way easier to notice the steampunk aspect of the bar and the world.

JOOOOOOOONG AND HIS SHIPPPPPP.

Mandatory pirate reference.

10/10 choreo - groovy and slightly threatening, but also relates to the story since they cut the chillis in half to reveal the bullets they’re hiding. I f eel like it wouldn’t be a very good way to store bullets but good on them - whatever works to take down the 1984 government.

A fascinating shot and scene - the ornate architecture paints them as gods of some description, while the red is of course, scary, and the glass it’s encliosed in reminds us of the cube in Say My Name. The chandelier is also a motif in their MVs.

There’s also the contrast of blue and red, and of the grunge of the motorbikes and ornate room around them.

I hope they have a bigger chilli farm than just this one box, because this one ain’t gonna produce a lot.

Yes try to kill Mingi - I’m sure it’ll work out for you.

CHILLLLLLLI.

Moral of the story - Mingi’s on drugs. Maybe this whole MV and era - or even all of ATEEZ’s storyline from the start - was just Mingi on drugs.

I love the choreo and cinematography of this scene - it’s another example of ATEEZ’s unique use of the camera and alternating jerky and still camera angles. And, of course, it’s used to tell a story and to create hype.

CG Seonghwa says you should keep your hands on the wheel/handlebars when driving.

Where to KQ get these extras? They’re great!

This is when I started laughing. It was the canon Woosan, how the water just dribbled out of San’s mouth, how dramatic they were being in an MV, and how serious they seemed when I know the director said çut’and someone rushed over to put more blood on San.

Unsubtle storytelling is here.

Clearly the only reason San was losing was because he was boxing, not using his martial arts skills.

I love the freeze frame when he kicks his opponent for emphasis.

Lmao. Literally smoking the money. Wooyoung has great facial expressions.

Great combination of lyrics and video to tell a story and to subvert my expectations of what the lyrics would mean (I was thinking of WONDERLAND’s start of a race).

This was another shot that made me laugh. It was the funky camera angles, the weird dance moves, them all being in a line, and how serious Hongjoong was while doing it all.

My respect for him and his performance grows every day.

I mean the choreo is pretty snazzy, it just shouldn’t be painted in such a serious light, I think.

Literal canon Woosan literally being on top of the boxing world.

ATEEZ the gods of the chilli pepper.

On a more serious note - the shift to white is a bit unusual, but it leads us into the final verse and to the reveal that comes later.

OMG NOW WE KNOW WHY THEY’VE BEEN DRUG DEALING CHILLIS.

haha

Hello High Noon Jhin from League of Legends.

Okay, bruv.

Why would you destroy your chilli crop?

Okay, it’s probably a different scene, but still.

That is one nasty bullet. That won’t do any more damage than a regular bullet unless it explodes on impact.

Please imagine that I gasped so hard that I fell off my chair, my jaw detatched, my soul left my body and I revived and became a god.

My question then is - did this bullet actually kill the Guardian? Was that why it was weird? Is it possible to kill the Guardians?

And by the way this is the ‘white’reveal that I was talking about. Believe it or not - the white earlier probably made it easier for the audience to process this split-second reveal.

I love the transition from fire to fireworks to champagne/water/whatever it is - it helps the audience understand, makes sense in the given scenes, and is HYPE.

Hey Don’t Stop ~

I love how this is like an old Western poster - and also how it includes buildings we are more familiar with from Guerrilla and HALAZIA - which connect it to the previous albums.

According to the subtitles, this says ‘so freaking persistent,’which may or may not be censored.

To which I assume he means the Wanted posters - but which could be the mark on them. Am I unobservant, or have we not seen this mark before? I doubt ATEEZ made it. Did the Guardians make it?

I also find it interesting that Mingi is kind of the main character of this MV. He’s a great choice for it, especially with the Wild West and intimidating theme of the MV, but I wonder if there is also a storyline reason for it.

And that’s it! That’s the end of the MV! It pretty nicely continues the story from the previous releases, and shows how the world has progressed in the period between albums. They picked some super clever imagery to express this, which is all in service of the storyline and communicating the story as easily as possible in such a short time frame. I heard that some people think that it’s sad that ATEEZ are so dedicated to their storyline, since it means that they create less ballads - something that lots of people like. But not only am I not a fan of ballads, I love how dedicated they are to the storyline because it’s so unique to be this dedicated, and because the story itself is their identity and a key part of their success. They’ve showed dedication to artistry and storytelling over popularity, and that’s great. Not that prioritising popularity is bad - just that I admire ATEZ’s dedication.

Conclusions

Woosan is now canon, ATEEZ’s directors, set designers, creative directors and so forth are geniuses, their extras are hilarious, and ATEEZ have amazing performances which I want to see more of. The cowboy theme is amazing here - andI probably love it even more since it reminds me of Face The Sun by SEVENTEEN - another stellar comeback and album.

#ateez #atiny #ateez theories #bouncy #outlaw #the world #the world ep 2 #the world ep 2: outlaw #mv analysis

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waffled-iron · 2 months

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so i had a very nostalgic night. i went on animal jam w/ some friends n fucked around n i went to my den and. boom. old art. hit me like a train.

ok these guys here are important vv

YES I HAD A WINGS OF FIRE PHASE. not ashamed of that

anyway. queen fern was originally queen peacock but i ditched the concept of king fern + male "featherwings" being spotless so she got that name instead, and was promoted to loamsta instead of staying as a WOF fan species.

you know i promised myself i would not share how i used to draw dragons out of embarrassment but here we are.

i also had a self insert! and a silly guy!

i am bringing these two back. and IDK, who was an orange skywing, but he'll be repurposed or something. idk man i miss him.

and fluffy. my baby.... love they

these 4 (plasma, thing, idk, and fluffy) will all get their own refs, probably before rodent week because im sad and i miss them. they will not be loamsta canon, or earth creatures for that matter, so will just be one of the non-canons.

this one below is loamsta canon tho!

hes cool. youll see him in canines week, for he is ouppy.

ive come so far in terms of art and my drawing abilities. hm.

#art #loamsta #animal jam play wild

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shesintoomanyfandoms · 4 months

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Hi!

Nice to meet you! Whoever you are.

Join the wreck of fandoms here!

I… haven’t decide on a Tumblr nickname yet, so that’s pending. Let’s go with Kat for now. Yes because I like cats. I’M BASIC OK ;-; (edit: hey on second thought also like Kat Stratford)

Fandoms I’m in: Percy Jackson, Wings of Fire, Artemis Fowl, Nimona, Harry Potter (I don’t support JK’s views tho), Wayne Family Adventures, Check Please!, Marvel Cinematic Universe,… the list goes on and on!

Chat with me about fandoms, seriously. Just name something and there’s a 99% chance I’ve at least heard of your fandom and loved it, even if I haven’t consumed the original media.

(yes I am referring to the Stranger Things and Danny Phantom fandoms DON’T SUE ME YOUR FAN CREATORS ARE JUST AWESOME OK)

My alt for reblogs: @peace-love-and-french-toast

#introductory post #introducing myself #introducing post #introduction #welcome to the blog #writers on tumblr #lfchb #live from camp half blood #shesintoomanyfandoms

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imfluentinfangirlandgay · 2 years

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Elevated Railways - Ch 3

Ingo has been in Hisui for two years when two children fall from the sky - with wings like his. Did they come from the same place he did?

Word Count: ~3000

They arrived at Ingo’s tent not long before the sun was beginning to set. Gliscor followed them to the tent, creening at the two kids and getting attention from them all the while. Ingo opened the flap and gestured to them. “Come in, come in. Please take a seat. Akari entered first, dragging Rei by the hand. They sat on Ingo’s mattress as he allowed Gliscor in and closed the flap. He went in and dug around in his trunk, pulling out the small carved wooden container that he kept his oil in. He also grabbed some bandages and poultice for Akari’s wounds. He set them all out in a fan on the floor.

“Here we are. Please, if you would like, begin to treat your wounds. I am happy to help if you are unsure how or need assistance.” The pair nodded, grabbing some bandages out of their packs and beginning to help each other with their wounds. Ingo allowed them some time, digging into his food storage to dig out a treat for Gliscor. Dried pecha berries. Its favorite. He handed the dried fruit off to the Pokemon, who took it and began to gnaw on it vigorously. “Slow down, passenger, we do not want a bellyache.” Gliscor chided at him in mild annoyance, but did begin to chew a little less aggressively.

He allowed the wings on his face to flap around as he shrugged off his coat to allow the other set to air out, as well. He flapped them twice to ruffle the feathers. As he was busying himself with basic things, a small voice asked, “Uh. Mr. Ingo?” Ingo turned and looked at the pair on the bed. They were looking at him, one of the containers of poultice held between them.

“Hmm?” “What is this? We’ve never seen it before.” Akari’s voice seemed strained, as if she’d been using it. He hoped she hadn’t been screaming. Ingo stepped over and looked within the bowl to see its contents.

“Ah, yes. These are my own concoctions, Lady Calaba taught me how to make them. These are poultices for humans, much like how Potions are of use for Pokemon. This one you are holding is a soothing agent for burns, whether electrical, fire, or from the sun. This one here is a disinfecting agent. It is best to apply it to cuts. And this one is for general aches. I could show you how to make them, if you so choose. They are quite simple, actually.”

The two stared down at the bowls. “Huh,” was all Rei said.

“Would you like my help with that electrical burn, Miss Akari? It looks quite painful.” The girl looked up at him for a minute, her eyes wide.

“Uh. S-sure?”

“You do not have to accept to be polite, Miss Akari. I will not force you to accept my help.” Ingo met her eyes, not unkindly. She was quiet for a minute.

“Is it alright if Rei does it?” she asked, her voice small and full of shame.

Ingo wished he could smile at her. Unfortunately, though, he just hoped it came out in his voice. “Of course not. Rei, ensure you apply the poultice liberally, all over the burn area, and then apply bandages loosely to keep the mixture on. I can step out if it makes you more comfortable. Akari nodded, her eyes downcast. Ingo shrugged his coat back on to hide his wings and stepped out of the tent, motioning to Gliscor.

The sun was setting. The mountain air was beginning to chill. Ingo surveyed the area around his tent. No one here. Ingo rocked on his heels as he sat down and pulled out his flute. Gliscor sat beside him. Ingo tossed out the rest of his team, to allow them to enjoy the weather, too. Tangela and Machoke sat with him as he brought the flute to his lips and began to play the tune he remembered from… before. He did not know how he remembered this tune, or why it brought him such happiness. He played the notes with a practiced skill, one that had come from trial and error. He had spent many, many long hours in Hisui with his flute, practicing this song specifically, trying to make it sound just right. He would never be as good with the flute as Irida, he recognized, but learning this song made it alright for him.

The melody reverberated around the Highlands, echoing in the passageways below him. He closed his eyes as he played, his calloused fingers lighting along the sides of the flute in a hypnotic rhythm.

As he finished, he became aware of something behind him. He opened his eyes and lowered the flute. “Hello, my Lady.”

“Sneas.” Sneasler sat down behind him, looking up at the setting sun. She removed his hat and placed it on her own head before carding her long claws through his hair. It had grown out in his time in Hisui. It tumbled past his shoulders when he allowed it to, reaching halfway down his back. He typically kept it up in a low bun at the nape of his neck.

“Was your day eventful, Lady Sneasler? Did the children treat you well?”

“Snea!” She sounded excited. Ingo took it as a yes.

“That is good to hear. How are your young doing? I apologize for not stopping in today.”

“Sneasler. Snea sneas.” Her tone was flippant, almost like she was waving him off.

“I will take that as in they are alright, am I correct?”

“Snea.” Yes.

Ingo took a deep breath in. Tangela hopped into his lap. Machoke gathered on one side of Ingo, Gliscor on the other. Ingo pressed the flute to his lips again and began to replay the song. It made him feel nostalgia in a way not much else was able to provide. The wings on his face relaxed, moving aside to allow the flute more room to play. He could feel Machoke and Gliscor swaying in time to the melody until at last, the song was over, and he lowered the flute again. He sighed to himself. There was the melancholy that overtook his bones every time he played the song, too.

“Snea?” Sneasler leaned over his head, looking down. He looked up at her.

“I am quite alright, Lady Sneasler. I promise.” He used his facial wings to tickle her nose, making her look away and sneeze. His hat tumbled off her head. He laughed. And took the hat back, placing it on Tangela. “I do hope Lord Electrode is feeling better now that he is no longer frenzied.”

Sneasler nodded at him, pointing to herself and then miming talking. “Sneas.”

“I am glad to hear it.” Sneasler grabbed him and pulled him to her, still patting his head. Ingo knew that she saw him like another one of her young, too. Somehow, this position made him feel at home.

The flap of his tent opened, making Sneasler whip around. Ingo also turned, seeing around his Lady. Akari and Rei had poked their heads out, both wide-eyed to see the scene before them. Neither of them said anything. Ingo took that as his cue. He tapped Tangela, who hopped out of his lap, still wearing his cap. It extended a vine to place it back on his head. He chuckled and patted it as he stood. Sneasler also stood, laying a clawed hand on his shoulder. Ingo tapped the brim of his cap. “Shall I come to your den in the morning to check the kits? Or would you rather me come later?” Sneasler held up one claw. “Morning it is, then. I will be returning to Jubilife in the early afternoon to visit with Kamado and give my report. Take care, My Lady. You know where I am if you need me.”

Sneasler nodded, sweeping him into a hug before she hopped down the cliffside, disappearing from sight. Ingo then turned to the tent, the kids still watching in silence. “Apologies for the delay. Do you require my assistance?”

They both continued to stare for a moment until Rei elbowed Akari again. She blinked. “Oh. Yeah. Uh. We were wondering if you could show us that thing you talked about. For our wings.”

Ingo nodded. “Yes, of course. Allow me to grab the oil from the tent.” The children entered the tent again as Ingo followed them in, who was followed by his Pokemon. Ingo grabbed the small tin of oil and sat on the ground, motioning for the other two to do the same. They all sat in a circle on the carpet in his tent and the Pokemon hopped onto the mattress, watching them.

“I will demonstrate on myself and you two can practice on each other. I will use my face as a model.” he fluffed out his facial wings, taking off his cap to allow them to move freely. Then he opened the container, dipping his fingers into the oil. “You want to coat your fingers in the oil first. Then you want to go to the feathers and brush the oil on to each one of them, making sure to massage any particularly brittle ones or sharp ones. The oil helps to soften them and make them stronger to carry you during flight.” He turned his face so that the two could watch him as his fingers expertly maneuvered through every feather on his sideburn. When it was finished, he moved the wing again. “You can see that I also smoothed down the feathers into the proper organization. You will know if the feathers are out of place, as it will feel wrong. Allow your instincts to guide you. I will be around if you need help.”

He passed the oil into the middle. The children stared at it for a moment before Rei dipped two fingers in and motioned for Akari to turn so her back was to him. Ingo watched as Rei began to work through her feathers, asking questions about this or that and how to properly lay them. Ingo gave pointers and much praise, many ‘Bravo!’s given to the boy as he slowly worked through the feathers. By the time he had finished, he asked Akari, “How does it feel now?” She flapped her wings.

“They don’t itch anymore. I thought that they were just supposed to be itchy. I had no idea it was because we needed to do this. Your turn, Rei!” The two flipped around, Akari grabbing some oil and beginning to work on the boy’s wings. Ingo did the same for her, giving her pointers, tips, and praise as she moved along. Ingo made sure to teach them about the different kinds of feathers on their wings, too, so that they had a better idea of how to care for them.

Rei’s wings were in much worse shape than Akari’s. Ingo suspected it may be because he takes hits for her in the wilds. Ingo made sure that every feather was cared for by Akari, showing her on himself how to preen properly.

Akari got to the outer part of the second wing and was preening until she nearly screamed. She stopped, looking at her hands. They were stained with red. “I-Ingo he’s bleeding, why is he-”

“Miss Akari.” Ingo spoke calmly. “Rei is alright. It would appear one of his pin feathers broke. It can lead to bleeding. The best way to deal with it is to remove the feather so a new one can take its place.”

She shook her head as Rei’s head tried its best to look back at them. “I-I can’t, what if I-”

Ingo knelt next to her and gently placed a hand on her back. “He will be alright, Miss Akari, we must just take care of the problem. Rei, is it alright if I pluck this broken feather? It will hurt for a moment, but you will feel much better once it is out.”

Rei was shaking now. “Wh-remove a feather?”

“Yes. It is broken and it will not heal right if we do not remove it. Like I mentioned, it will sting some, but I have become practiced in how to remove them. I will make it as painless as I can.”

Rei nodded, his eyes wide. “Oh. Okay. Yeah. Sure.” He placed his hands in his lap and sat up straight. Ingo knelt behind the boy, finding the offending feather. It was definitely broken.

“Come here, Miss Akari, I will show you how to remove it safely.” She wandered over, clinging to Ingo’s tunic. She was shaking. “I know it looks like a lot of blood, but I promise you Rei is alright. It seems this happened during your most recent battle. Now, what you do is you get a good grip on the feather here and you stabilize it with your thumb here… are you prepared, Rei?” He nodded, not looking. “Alright, then, one… two…” Ingo yanked before he could say three. The feather emerged as Rei sucked in a breath, though Ingo was already pressing into the spot, stopping more blood from flowing, rubbing at the spot. “There. Now the feather will regrow itself soon enough. It will sting for a little bit, but we can help with that. Miss Akari, if you would grab the blue poultice? The one to disinfect?” She skittered over and grabbed the requested item. “Thank you. Just lather a little bit of this onto the wound. In the morning, I can show you the lake I bathe in if you would like to remove the excess blood. For now, I would suggest that you finish preening and then get some sleep. If you would like to stay in my quarters, you are welcome to, otherwise there is a campsite a bit further up the mountain. I can conduct you there safely. It is your decision.” Ingo stood and wiped his hands of the blood and oil on a cloth. He then sat down again, motioning to Machoke. “I believe it would be good for me to preen as well. Machoke, if you wouldn’t mind?”

“Why are you asking for Machoke?” Akari asked.

“I cannot reach all of my wings by myself. Machoke can be quite gentle when it wishes to be, and I taught it to preen.” Ingo removed his coat and unfurled his wings as the Pokemon sat behind him. He passed the oil to it, dipping his own fingers in and beginning to get the front of his wings. They sat in silence for some time.

“How did you learn all this?” Rei asked after Akari finished his wings.

“I watched the Starly and Staraptor nearby preen themselves. I figured it had something to do with that. I asked Lady Sneasler to aid me in understanding in what they were doing. I learned that they have oils in their skin that they spread. Us humans do not, so I improvised. She had one of the more kindly Staraptor teach me to preen myself.” Ingo did not look up from his work, quickly moving between the feathers on the underside of his wings.

“Then did you not have wings before Hisui?” Akari questioned.

“I do not remember. I feel that I did not, as I had no idea how to preen.”

“We didn’t have wings before,” Akari said suddenly. “We had them after we appeared on the beach. We don’t know why we have them.” Ingo paused in his work, knitting his brows.

“I see. I suppose I am much the same, then.” Ingo went back to work as another thought entered his mind. “Do you remember more about your past selves, then?”

It was quiet, the only sound was the rustling of Ingo’s feathers.

“Yeah. Some things,” Rei answered softly.

“We don’t think we had any family, but we could be wrong. We had strong Pokemon. And we knew a man who looked like Kamado, but not. He was really smart. We’re also twins, we figured that out almost immediately.” Ingo’s head snapped up at that. Twins. Something about that prodded his mind. What was it? He knitted his brows, looking at the ground. What was he not remembering?

“Ingo? Are you alright?” Akari sounded concerned.

“Apologies, something about what you said triggered a memory for me. Well, almost. It does not quite wish to pull into the station. Something about a twin…”

“Is that other man you mentioned your twin? Maybe you have a twin, too!” Akari said. Ingo blinked. Something about that sounded right. Like it was true.

“That… feels correct. He may be my twin. No, he is. He is my twin.” Ingo stopped preening, now squinting at the ground. He stroked his chin, trying to think. “What was his name…” The word eluded him.

“It’s okay if you don’t remember, Mr. Ingo! The fact that you remembered he’s your brother is progress, right?” Ingo nodded dully with what Akari had said, even as the guilt settled in. What was his brother’s name?

She chatted for some time, eventually getting Rei to join in. They ended up falling asleep on top of each other, on the floor of Ingo’s tent. Ingo chuckled, putting away the oil and standing. He prodded Rei. The boy did not wake. Ingo transferred each of the children to his mattress, tucking them in. He then laid on the ground, his Pokemon piling in around him as sleep overcame him.

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