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Well this was a tale of three shows and no mistake. In Never Let Me Go, A Series About Boys In Love, Palm finally allows himself to have what his heart desires from Neung. In Never Let Me Go, A Gangsters' Tale, Kit sets up Chanon to take the fall for the hit on Thanya. There's also a third show, Never Let Me Go, High School Bullshit, where Phum The Bully seems to have become a soap opera supervillain. The balance...it isn't quite what it could be. I did have a sense of whiplash going from one storyline to the next. This week's theme, 'good fortune' doesn't feel as clearly shown as all the previous themes, and the episode feels a bit chaotic as a result. Still, there's a lot of good in here.
The connection between all of this week's storylines is poor torn Chopper, who is beset on all sides: his father keeps pushing him to have the thing he does not want, while the boy he loves is telling him in a million different ways that he can't have the thing he does want. The story is definitely setting this poor kid up to break under the pressure of it all. Him standing at Kit's shoulder at the press conference, right in the spot Neung stood, not knowing what's happened to his cousin and suspecting that his father knows all too well...oof.
Meanwhile on the island, now that Neung knows that Thanya is still alive, albeit in a coma, he's allowing himself to settle in a bit. Part of that is realising how easy his life has been, how everything has been done for him. He doesn't even think before pulling out his card to buy a phone, because that's the kind of blithe action he's accustomed to. Palm offering to buy him the phone when he knows Palm works so hard and has so little shames him a bit, and he's determined to prove to both Palm and himself that he's capable of taking care of himself.
Another part of Neung's settling in is starting to understand Palm, especially as Palm becomes more and more openly fond. Palm telling him Chanon's story, explaining why he's so devoted to their family, is a big part of the decision Neung makes later to stop hinting at what he wants from Palm and just ask. He knows now that Palm won't make a move himself, and he also knows all the reasons Palm will say yes if Neung is the one to ask.
That talk Palm had with Mam was quite instructive. Earlier in the episode, Palm singles out Mam to Neung as somebody he loves, which surprised me given her abandonment of him. But then, given what we've seen of Palm, it shouldn't have surprised me. Palm asks so little of the ones he loves, pretty much nothing in fact, and that makes me unbelievably sad. He's willing to sacrifice everything for nothing in return. So when Mam gives him even this little, this droplet of motherly affection and advice, he soaks up the moment. He allows her to know some of the things in his heart, what he's thinking, and how he's feeling. He even dares to ask her how she could leave somebody she loves, and the answer she gives is shockingly practical. There's more to life than dating, sex and marriage is essentially what she says, and she's not wrong. Part of Palm's story is how Palm will learn to pour into himself, to find things to love and care about that are just for him. In not mothering Palm at the expense of her own self, Mam is teaching him a lesson opposite to the ones he learns from Chanon about obliterating himself for love and duty. The balance lies somewhere between, and I think this is what Palm has to learn.
In the end, Mam's words (and Palm having had just enough booze to lower his inhibitions) are critical to Palm deciding to accept Neungdiao's 'proposal' to be boyfriends for as long as they're on the island. Neither of them talk about their feelings for each other; they're still not able to cross that barrier and be truly open. That's just too real, it comes with complications and consequences. But they're tacitly agreeing to the island being their 'bridge of magpies', a place out of the world and time out of time where they can be the two people in love they desperately want to be.
Stray Bullets
Trying to let go of my Ben sus is hard, for a moment there I thought he was the one that Phum was paying for the CCTV footage of the kiss. It makes sense that it was Aun though, given his admonishment to Palm to stay out of the rich kids' business and his shady introduction around the basketball betting.
Chanon being framed was absolutely not on my list of theories but it's a neat twist.
The plot seems to be plotting next week with Mam being kidnapped and the boys going back on the run.
I muted the singing. My School President aside, and with a few other notable exceptions, I don't need these boys singing to each other.
I know there were important thematic reasons for the hostel couple's proposal and wedding but I didn't need to see either in detail.
The kiss cleared up all the reservations I had about the rooftop kiss. Each kiss on this show seems like it's going to have a different flavour as we follow Neung and Palm's emotional journeys. This kiss was full of desire from both of them, and also a kind of desperation, which feels right.
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Keep it in and we'll all get rich. This is "It Will Never Be Enough."
For his first wish: the mortifying ordeal of being known. I'm not even kidding.
Given that this series is just a front for an in-depth Nadakhan character study, there's really no other way to start than with the man himself. This design has been bouncing around my mind for a few years now, actually - it first came to mind before I had the skills to pull it off and has been tapping impatiently on my shoulder ever since. This past fall (yes, this has been in the works for months), that moment arrived. I felt confident enough in my artistic abilities to bring it to life, sparking this series and analysis.
So, back to the tagline: the mortifying ideal of being known and my bold claim that that's the first of Nadakhan's actual, character-defining wishes. It's a desire that becomes apparent early in his life, when he abandons his home to seek a life not defined by his royal heritage. And, somehow, he gets it: he spends decades, if not longer, practically ruling the Endless Sea. Nothing gold can stay, though, leading to his two-hundred-year stint imprisoned and a less-than-glamorous return to existence in Stiix. Shortly after that, though, there's a shocking development: he wants to go home. Generally, going home after a life of adventure is seen as a retreat of sorts, but it means something entirely different for Nadakhan. In episode 57, Flintlocke's the first to express surprise that Nadakhan wants to go back, leading into a telling exchange:
Flintlocke: But you said you'd never be welcomed back there. What about your father?
Nadakhan: Better to live in a world where you are hated than in a world where you are forgotten.
In short: Nadakhan refuses to exist where he won't be seen. No such thing as bad press, right? The sheer ridiculousness of framing teenagers for petty crime, the real possibility of being ostracized by his own home realm - it's all about attention. He's been alone for two hundred years, only to emerge in a world where he can't relive his glory days. Finding out his backup plan of being the resident black sheep in his home realm is off the table, well... that's just saltwater in the wound. That's also the start of his second secret wish, so that's where this chunk of the analysis stops and we get into:
The Outfit Breakdown
Because any Ninjago villain traditionally sets the tone for their season, I chose to go perhaps a little too hard on this design in order to have a pool of motifs to pull from later. It's also meant as a mirror to the quote this look is named after - truly, I could have added so much more to this look. I only stopped out of necessity when my art app started lagging. I still like the effect this gives off, especially in regard to Nadakhan's origin as a character. His existence draws from a dizzying number of tropes and sources, creating an unusual and unforgettable presence. We'll break this one down piece by piece.
Of course, we've got to start somewhere: this is heavily based on Nadakhan's (positively awful) human disguise from the season premiere. Oof, did someone get dressed in the dark or what? Pine jacket, red pants, a hairdo that literally prompts a total rando to call him a bozo - let's be nice and call it a difficult pairing. No drip. Anti-drip. Dry as the Sea of Sand. One of the first pieces of feedback I received on this design was "goth band prep goes to a holiday party," if that tells you anything. It never entirely got away from that, which I'm willing to embrace - it's a loud combination! This is the garb of an attention-seeker! Step into a holiday party in this and immediately trigger several record scratches. I just wanted to do it better, because the original iteration is not it.
Originally conceived as a stereotypical pirate jacket, the brocade silk-lined cape blazer came into its own after the friend who gave me the "goth band prep" feedback suggested amping up the drama. It was an inspired suggestion given that said friend knows nothing about Nadakhan - who was I trying to design a stereotypical pirate jacket to embody his character? A fool, that's who. This blazer features a few nods to his origins, both meta and in-universe: sharp lapels as a nod to the Dracula love story that fueled his arc and rich materials to suggest his royal heritage. The silver dangly sections on the clasp and shoulders are extra pointy to reference the silhouette of his iconic chestplate.
Beneath the jacket lies an emerald-and-silver corset intricately woven with a set of golden body chains. These were initially separate elements, but while I was drafting the choker and chains, I had a thought: what if it was all one piece? Thematically, this ended up making perfect sense - this is the world's most uncomfortable halter top, reflecting how his own rage and desires slowly choke out his relationships with his crew. Zoom in and you'll notice that these body chains permeate nearly every inch of the ensemble: as bracelets and arm chains, a pair of draped garter bracelets in the slits of the slacks, and even wrapped around the boots as anklets. These constitute a twist on the concept of the gilded cage, which I feel Nadakhan both experiences and weaponizes. They're intentionally subtle - as hard as he works to conceal his plans, his tragic greed is an integral part of his character, heightened by the dramatic irony of the audience getting to know him before the rest of his crew appears. That we know just what he wants, but the people closest to him (emotionally and physically) don't?? Beautiful. Give me more of that, please. In addition, silver filigree elements on the corset are meant to mirror Nadakhan's hook hand.
The collared shirt under the corset is purely functional (and designed to be reasonably easy to bring to life because FSM knows the rest of the design would be a nightmare to make) - the peach shade is both a nod at Nadakhan's coloring and a weak attempt to fend off Christmas outfit accusations. The original human outfit uses a white shirt, which doesn't blend in quite as well.
A silver glove on the mannequin's left hand calls to mind Nadakhan's hook hand and brings in a little bit of needed contrast. Despite his association with piracy, gold, and opulence, Nadakhan's canon metallic accents are all silver; this is deliberately overridden to heighten his strangling sense of greed. The glove, modeled after his hook, helps ground the outfit in canon.
Even though I don't think I'll ever bring these designs into the real world, I like to design them with a cosplay runway in mind. Simple as these velvet slacks are, they're meant as a stand-in for Nadakhan's.... lower body? Tail? (What are we calling that, y'all? It's been seven years and we haven't arrived at a consensus. I read a fic that called it his "lower area" once, and we definitely can't use that.) The smoky bit that's always moving? That part. The part that should be legs but isn't legs. Anyway, point is that it has some crimson shading and that it moves. So would these pants with a sassy enough runway walk. Beyond the rebellion implied by slashing massive slits into expensive pants, there's not a lot of symbolism here.
The leather boots are the first of two mirrors to Nadakhan's iconic heirloom weapon, the Sword of Souls (the name Djinn Blade, while entirely canonical, is simply not as cool): sparkling crystal wedge heels and thick leather, with the same hook filigree motif as the corset. After he acquires the Sword of Souls, much of Skybound's plot hinges on how Nadakhan chooses to use it; in the same way, the green crystal wedge heels physically support the entire look.
The second reference to the Sword of Souls is far more overt: a luxury handbag traced directly from the Sword's theatrical hilt. Made of pale leather and gleaming gold blades and chains, this handbag doesn't quite coordinate with the rest of the outfit. Instead, it's forced to work out of necessity in the same way that Nadakhan feels he has no choice but to wreak havoc with the blade. Asymmetrical blue crystal accents on both the handbag and the statement earrings are a twofold callback: both to the shattered Realm Crystal that reveals his realm's fate and to the mirror he manipulates in "The Last Resort".
Exhausted yet? I hope not - we're just getting started. As a reward for making it to the end, behold the duality of my art skills: this meme I made months ago, somewhere in the middle of designing this outfit, after a heated Ninjago-themed round of Skribblio where I was tasked with actually drawing Nadakhan. Safe to say, that's not where my skills lie:
#ninjago#ninjago skybound#ninjago couture#Yours To Keep: Rethinking Skybound Through Fashion#ninjago nadakhan#ninjago fanart#fashion design
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Moonlight Chicken Ep 1 & 2 Thoughts
Very long. Under the cut
-Day two of playing catch up and I learned there are TWO episodes of this show out right now so I guess I’m gonna liveblog both. Can’t wait until I can turn off the filter for this tag.
-Not how I was expecting this show to start. This feels a little too real right now oof.
-This man has given out so much money just in the first 3 minutes of the show. Is he actually financially stable enough to be doing that?
-What is this? Instalove? That phone is not on. That was just a black screen. That was a whole lot of staring for a first meeting.
-I have thoughts on this opening but I do not know what they are. I can’t articulate it. Was this the MV they did? This song? I have many thoughts.
-“I can get a better price for kidneys” what a weird thing to say.
-Handing someone a can of beer has never before been so gay.
-I should not be watching this while hungry. Where are my snacks?
-Eeeewww the vomit sounds. Ew. I am no longer hungry. Gross.
-If you’re sober, don’t kiss him with your vomit mouth. Please dear god don’t kiss him with your vomit mouth.
-Oh look at that. They fucked.
-A CAT. Oh that cat LOVES him. I love this. Can this show just be Mix petting the cat? I think I might need to make a trip to my parent’s house soon just to see their cats.
-That bench looks uncomfortable. If we all work together we can get that man some better furniture.
-I like this chicken vendor lady. She’s my favorite character so far.
-This show simultaneously has so much happening and not enough happening.
-They keep calling him old. How old is Earth? How old is the character he’s playing? Earth is 29. I guess he must seem old to all of those young twenty-somethings. But how old is his character? I should learn these names. It will take me a few episodes though.
-They both keep thinking about how good it was. This means it’s about to get messy.
-He’s definitely gonna get stopped by the police at some point.
-I’m not entirely sure what chicken rice is but it want it.
-DEAF CHARACTER. Who is understandably annoyed and frustrated.
-His name is Heart??? Oh that’s so cute.
-How is this episode still going? I feel like I’ve been watching for three years. I mean I’m enjoying it but also this show is kind of dragging in the first episode while the plot is being set up. I’m betting I don’t think this in the later episodes.
-Li has probably already treated Heart better than his parents just by saying that he’s using his deafness as an excuse and Li is actually seeing him as more of a person in that instance than Heart’s parents. That sounds bad the way I phrased it but I bet that Heart has been acting out since he became deaf and his parents just excuse everything he’s doing.
-And there’s the end of episode 1. I’m just gonna dive into episode 2. Actually I’m not. I’m gonna heat up some leftovers first I am hungry.
-Pizza squired. Now it’s no chicken rice but it is pretty damn good. Now episode 2. I genuinely have no idea what’s going to happen.
-Now what do I gotta do to get one of those aprons that says “hungry?” I need it.
-I am not a fan of this opening. Why does it end on a photo montage? Also I have thoughts on this song. It’s fine but I don’t think it’s a good opening song.
-WHERE HAVE I SEEN HER BEFORE? Oh she was in many things. But I recognize her from 55:15. I never finished that show. But she was my favorite character.
-Oh his nephew has a difficult relationship with him. Why is Jim raising him? What happened? Why does his nephew have an issue with Wen working there? I want these family dynamics and I want them now.
-These two are doing an excellent enemies to lovers. They did excellent with pining. Now they’re doing excellent here. My favorites.
-That apron also has a chicken in it. I need it.
-Heart and Li own my soul. They’re adorable. I’m glad Heart apologized.
-CAT. ITS BACK. It’s very obvious that both Earth and Mix know how to handle cats.
-What’s with GMMTV and pregnancy lately?
-To be fair, he bought those cigarettes before they knew she was pregnant. I’m not a fan of cigarettes but he definitely bought those before they knew of the pregnancy.
-I want that fruit. I need it. I would like to be eating that fruit right now.
-Did that boy just say America is affordable???? Not my America that’s for sure.
-Aw Heart has a a big ol crush on Li. I love them.
-Well I could have guessed and I did but Heart’s mom sucks.
-Those people on the motorcycle. Where are their helmets? Where were they driving? Into the wall? My bullshit meter is going off.
-There aren’t enough bats?? My guy the window is absolutely covered in bats.
-This beer sure is getting their money’s worth for product placement.
-ALMOST 40??? They really got Earth out here playing characters ten years older than his age. What’s with that.
-Jim saying he’s not fit to be anyone’s home while he’s busy being everyone’s home. Someone come take care of Jim too. Or at least help ease his burden.
-I don’t know what to make of this show. All I know is I want more Heart and Li.
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Never Let Me Go Ep 4 Stray Thoughts
Last time we were together, we established that Thai BL is going to turn to ballroom dance as a romantic tool for the foreseeable future. Palm clearly has feelings for Nuengdiao, and that played out best during the pool scene when Pond got cheeky.
Nuengdiao confirmed that Phum was the one bullying him, and I had thoughts about Phum's tenuous position near wealth, considering the expense of this school. When confronted, Phum made the mistake of putting hands on Nuengdiao and got his entire ass handed to him for it, as Palm went ballistic.
Meanwhile, Chopper continues to have an absolutely embarrassing crush on Ben, who I absolutely do NOT trust. Still, Perth and Chimon are fantastic.
Mutual suspension and probation is probably the best any school administration can do at this point. At least Phum's dad is well enough to come and advocate for his son?
Perth is so phenomenally charming, and plays well with Phuwin. If something happens to sour their dynamic I am going to start biting.
Maggie is very determined, but I don't blame her.
How Phuwin gets his eyes to sparkle when he's being mischievous I will never know, but I like it.
Gosh, it's going to hurt if the relationship between Nueng and Chopper sours. The ease of their familial dynamic tinged with their naivete about their parents set off a deep melancholy in me.
Also, Chopper asking about Ben only to turn around forlornly and practice shooting feels so ominous.
I actually like Maggie. I hope I don't have to add her to the list of Girls Who Don't Deserve This.
Pond is at his best in this show with Phuwin when he's being cheeky.
Ah yes. Let's project our feelings into this school essay about an impossible love, and then stand too close together and flirt.
Oh, Chimon is left-handed. I don't think I noticed that before.
Oh, Chopper, how I adore you. I have also projected my feelings into the advice I've given to my secret crushes. You can feel the heartache when Ben says he likes Nuengdiao.
Goddammit I need to know what happened between Ben and Chopper "on that day" right now! Chimon and Perth are so good and I am invested!
Palm is back at school. I hope we haven't seen the last of Pawin.
The cast for this show is really talented. I don't trust Ben, but I admire what Chimon is doing so much that I want him to not be suspect.
You know, I really like this kiss between Ben and Nuengdiao. It feels very high school and tentative. Ben is clearly more into it, and Nuengdiao seems mostly curious and hopeful. Also, no one saw it for some immediate drama. How refreshing.
🤡 Nevermind. Of course Palm saw it. 🤡
Palm out here like, "Harvey Dent. Can we trust him?"
Oof, I felt the frustration between them in this scene. Palm wants something he knows he shouldn't have, and can't even be jealous about it.
Phuwin does a great job with this tub scene. Finally an effective use of flashbacks.
Chimon is overwhelmingly talented. So glad Phuwin can match his energy in these scenes.
Wind him up (get him drunk) and watch him go (embarrass himself and Palm).
Phuwin changing his voice to sound drunk is super effective.
Damn, they are in fights in back to back episodes.
What a harrowing end to the episode.
Next week looks intense!
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Episode 6
Title: Look at My Treasured Deck!/ The Facility, Part 1
Summary (via Crunchyroll): After being sent to the Facility, Yusei befriends an odd old man who duels with a treasure deck full of ancient mystic cards.
Or: Yusei receives two different sentences, Yanagi is in for two different reasons, and Godwin has two different sets of priorities.
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Aaaaand we're back! After an unintended hiatus.
We don't pay for Wifi anymore and my network connection has been less than stellar making this difficult to get out, so apologies for the low-quality screencaps. I had a connection and I ran with it while it lasted, haha.
And then I got half of this done and got hit over the head with allergies/ sinus issues. Very fun. Anyway. Moving on.
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So first up, I want to point out briefly two changes made to the animation. I've noted in past posts that the dub occasionally reuses segments in order to add more dialog, but here, there are two bits that were simply re-animated.
The first of the two is right at the start of the episode (Left: sub. Right: dub):
Considering that Yusei has been arrested, I'm not really sure why they felt the need to change this. Like, yes, logically his hands should be restrained, and I have no idea why they thought it wasn't appropriate to show that. At any rate, they Did That so There It Is.
The second is later in the episode (Left: sub. Right: dub):
I couldn't get this shot lined up perfectly because the dub actually just plain cut the shot. I suppose they didn't want it taken as anything other than platonic hero adoration so that's why they cut the hearts out but... still don't really think that was necessary. It Is What It Is.
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I could rant and rave about what the dub did to the opening scene where Yusei is getting his mark, but I already did that on main, so I'll spare everyone in doing it again. The only thing I have to change from that is to say that actually the snarky comment is entirely on point for dub!Yusei. I still hate it, but it is in character (whereas I previously asserted that it wasn't, and technically it isn't when thinking about sub!Yusei but I digress).
An interesting change is that the judge is almost more sympathetic?? Like, there is zero sympathy in the sub. Zero. But before looking at the charges (in the dub), the judge actually says, "Look at him: he's just a boy! What's so bad about this kid?" and later on tells him to think of it as a "summer camp" (which is utterly ridiculous given that Yusei has probably never been to a summer camp and so has nothing to compare it to, lol).
Additionally, Yusei receives what are pretty much two different sentences. In the sub, he is sentenced to: 1 month in the reeducation center followed by 6 months of labor before being sent back to Satellite. In the dub, he is sentenced to: an unspecified amount of time at the center ("a few months") before being sent back with the added stipulation of never dueling again.
These plus the scene where he's getting his mark are all changed to make it seem less severe. Which I have a huge problem with, honestly. Kids can handle serious topics. Some changes are warranted; this one was largely not.
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Then we have Yanagi. In the sub, he's in for trespassing. In the dub (found out much later in the episode), he's in for...owning illegal cards? Who knew cards could be illegal? It's just an interesting choice, in my opinion.
Additionally, the order of conversations between Yusei and Yanagi are a bit different. Eventually you still get all the same information, but it's difficult to make comparisons when everything is out of order. I'll just leave it at that and move on.
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Jack ends up very upset for two different reasons. In the sub, Mikage comments that the duel was a No Result and Jack is upset that anyone even saw it, period. In the dub... Oof. I actually feel sorry (just a little bit) for Jack when Mina comments that the power going out is what saved Jack from losing. Way to kick a man when he's down, Mina. (He is, then, upset at her comment rather than just that she saw it at all.)
Godwin also seems to have two different sets of priorities, here, with what he's concerned about. Compare what he says when he sees where the footage cuts off:
Sub: "That means the Crimson Dragon hasn't been filmed clearly."
Dub: "Excellent. It seems the power created by its summoning is greater than we ever imagined."
This is just...one of those weird changes that I don't really have a comment on other than to say that it's weird and wonder why the heck they decided to do that. That whole conversation is just kind of weirdly changed in small ways.
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One change that makes sense with the other earlier changes, is the following bit. I include it not because it makes that much of a difference with anything but because the dub makes me chuckle. Shared for your amusement, some of the dialog from the gaurd:
Sub:
"The reeducation program starts in the afternoon. Until them, you should think about what you did."
vs the Dub:
"Yanagi's been a few times before, as you can tell. Personally, I think the food's finally gotten to him."
Additionally, the dub has some dub-only rules for the Facility: no chewing gum, no fighting, and no dueling. I bring this up because it makes very little sense as to why there's a dueling arena and to how Tanner/Himuro even has a duel disk inside. For the duel disk, I could see him bribing a guard (considering he'd have to anyway since this is apparently how things always go, the newbies dueling to earn their place in the pecking order), but the arena makes absolutely no sense. If there is no actual rule against dueling on the inside (as it is in the sub), then at least it makes sense in that, if you can get your deck in, the guards just plain don't care.
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Once again, there are a lot of subtle changes in the conversation between Jack and Godwin.
Goodwin is a whole more irritated at Jack's antics for one thing. He reprimands Jack before saying that it's in Jack's best interest to tell him what he knows about the Crimson Dragon, as opposed to Godwin more simply stating that the footage is simply information gathering.
Once again, Savage (dub) Jack makes an appearance: "Yusei's not destined for anything but minimum wage." Ouch. (I love it though; it makes me chuckle.) He also makes the accusation that Yusei's mark must be "fake" since he didn't have it two years before. (As opposed to the sub where Jack simply states that Yusei didn't have it the last time he'd seen him.)
While I do love Lazar insulting Jack, I do still prefer the sub, here, for actually explaining why Jack lost by giving the card effects. The dub does not do this in full, which can end up being a bit confusing.
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Once again, I have to prefer Tanner/Himuro's sub dialog when trying to intimidate Yusei:
Sub:
"Just by being a citizen of Satellite, you're the lowest of the low."
vs the dub:
"You better believe it'll be a lesson you never forget."
Both of these circle around to the final dialog of the episode (which I appreciate), and while both are actually good, I have to prefer the sub. It hammers home the on-going theme of worth that pervades the narrative for the entire first two arcs, especially when coupled with another of Himuro's taunts while dueling Yanagi, where in he calls Yanagi's cards "garbage" and one of the lackeys in the background also calls them useless.
And then, of course, the final lines of the episode. IN the dub, it's just... a little more cocky on Yusei's part:
"You said we duel here for respect. I think its about time you learn what that really means."
I don't hate it, but I don't love it, either. Like, obviously he means 'respecting the cards', but it is just... a little bit cocky, as I said -- especially when compared to the sub and, again, the reoccurring theme of worth:
"Of the numerous cards in existence, there is not a single useless card."
I think this hammers home both points better, honestly, whereas the dub could (erroneously) be interpreted as "you will come to respect me" rather than respect for all duelists and their cards.
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So there we have it! Episode 6 in the books!
If you made it all the way to the end, thanks for reading, and be sure to let me know what you think of the changes that were made!
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so I came back after finishing house of the dragon and- what was that finale?! there's gotta be another episode bc it's too open-ended! and ohmygod how do I even sum it up? death, incest, brutality, did I mention incest? there's a lot of it. and then, unexpectedly, a foot fetish. so um. I think compared to got it was more focused on the family arrangements (marriage knows no boundaries for them) than on external conflict. kinda makes sense tho. & could you tell me what's different in the book?
AHAH I think it was the best place to end the season mainly cuz well what happens next will require AT LEAST another 10 episodes, but I KNOW massive cliffhanger. And yeah it very much is a family drama but the next part (part 2 I will call it) is very war centric SO be ready
NOW I will attempt to answer about book stuff since I read it recent-ish, however I am a goldfish so I probably forgot some things!!
Spoilers for House of The Dragon ahead (you have been warned) I will try my best not to spoil the events that I know will happen in S2 tho!!!
Let's start with the obvious, Laenor doesn't actually live he dies.
Rhaenerya's husband does not sail away with his lover and live happy ever after </3 his lover actually kills him during an argument OOF but I can see why they didn't want to kill the only LGBT character in the show so that does make sense. Lore wise though, if he is alive I don't think hus dragon should be able to bond to anyone else? But in the story I can confirm his dragon does accept a new rider so I don't know how they will get around that? Even so it's nice that they gave him a kiiiiiiind of happy ending (even though he's been exiled pretty much). Daemon and Rhaenerya do also marry one another EUGH, and I think it is a little soon after Laenor's death so:
Brings me onto my next point, Laena actually dies before Laenor.
I might be remembering this COMPLETELY wrong but I am pretty sure in the book, Laena dies before he does (OK I just reread this and I am right BOOYAH). Rhaenerya is also present during this time, as she is really good friends with Laena (they agree to marry their kids to one another at this point whilst Laena still lives). To be honest I think the show does a real injustice to Laena and her character and doesn't spend enough time on her, which is a shame especially also because the actress playing her was WOC, and they should have given her the same love and attention they did to Rhaenerya imo!!!!
Daemon was also very VERY in love with Laena.
The maester in the book does say that Daemon potentially married Laena to secure his own place in the lineage (with a powerful family closely linked to the Velaryons) BUT Daemon goes out of his way to marry Laena, he basically duels and kills the man she is previously engaged to, to win her heart. When Laena is dying he ensures they fetch her a more competent Maester with more experience, and he doesn't shack up with Rhaenerya at his wife's funeral?? (They actual get married 6 months later) AHAHA. As well as this, they also travel across the sea together and honeymoon for years SO YEAH I don't understand why the show didn't dedicate time to Daemon X Laena, they were very much in love and it's sad to see they glossed over it.
The child fight where Aemond loses his eye:
This part pissed me off, as it made Aemond seem so much more, idk, EVIL. I know they wanted to set him up as a villain, and make no mistake HE IS a villain, but at this point in the book he is actually just a child, who wants a cool ass dragon?? And Vhagar just happens to be the baddest bitch of them all. (This is my interpretation of it of course) but always in history Targaryan who can tame a dragon, has right to become a rider. There's never been any sentiment in the book like 'nooo that dragon belongs to me' the dragon always goes to who ever is brave enough to ride it. And that's exactly what Aemond does. Laena's daughters ARE NOT EVEN THERE during the child fight, & Joff starts the fight tbh. Joff spots Aemond trying to ride Vhagar, he tells him to stay away (and like why... it's not his dragon either??? He rides Tyraxes), and Aemond flies off. BY THE TIME AEMOND lands, Joff has gathered his brothers Luke and Jace and THEY JUMP HIM
(like wtf???)
They pummel him with wooden swords appantly (Aemond IS older by the way but there's three of them and I THEY DID START IT) and then Aemond makes a joke about them being Strongs (lmao) then Jace and Aemond fight (Aemond IS whaling on Jace tbf) but then LUKE FUCKING PULLS OUT A REAL ASS DAGGER AND CUTS OUT AEMONDS EYE OUT??? I'm sorry but, they make Aemond out to be such a bad kid over this and I don't even know why?? He only gets super evil later if I'm perfectly honest with you.
Aegon does marry Heleana, and he allegedly fathers bastards
You know that scene where Alicent confronts him about him assaulting a maid? That doesn't happen in the book, but I can see why they added it, mainly because Aegon is also a villain yeah. Also seems like something Alicent would have covered up.
Now for what annoys me, The show made Alicent seem unaware.
Alicent is VERY much aware of the fight for the throne, and she is very much involved. She does not attempt to fix the relationship of her and Rhaenerya at all. She does not misinterpret Viserys last words (she isn't even there to hear them, he dies alone and a servant finds his body) she has been plotting to overthrow Rhaenerya for months. THE MOMENT Viserys dies, this bitch is ready to GO and I think it is very much her idea. The show doesn't seem to want her to have accountability at all. They make it seem like an innocent mistake she made but that's not the case. After that, her meeting the Council all happens and stuff so that part is true at least in the show, but make no mistake book Alicent is guilty <3
One kid, Daeron, just doesn't appear at all in the show?
I don't know why they don't even at least mention him (or maybe I missed it?) But Alicent and Viserys have a fourth son named Daeron and he is kind of a big deal later (more so in part 2 tbf but yeah I think their audience for Season 2 will get confused because of this).
BONUS: To prove I'm not a complete Aemond apologist:
HE DOES start the fight later when he sees Luke at Storm's End, and he does ask to have Luke's eye out in revenge <3 LMAO The show inteprets Aemond as not having control over Vhagar... but I don't agree with that. He controls that dragon perfectly well in every battle he's in LOL, so I think they should have shown Aemond killing Luke maybe not INTENTIONALLY but also like him taking it too far and purposefully killing Luke yeah. In fact in the book I think we can even interpret it as him pruposefully killing them (but also no one knows for sure what took place during that battle so it's kind of open). It is a really important scene though, as it's the first bloodshed and it's a child </3 I won't say what happens next though... as it might come up in Season 2 but Daemon and Rhaenerya get revenge for this.
EDIT: minor things:
- Rhaenys should have black hair, she has Baratheon blood.
- Viserys in the show is SO MUCH BETTER and way more fleshed out.
- Daemon isn’t actually confirmed to have killed his previous wife.
- the foot fetish doesn’t happen but honestly I liked that AHAHA it was funny
I PROBABLY MISSED STUFF BTW BUT THAT'S ALL I CAN RECALL
#raesponses#anonymous#nonsims#hotd#hotd spoilers#ermmm also#tw incest#:worried:#tw murder#tw violence#all the usual game of thrones tw's#gif warning
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32. Are you aware of how much money you spent? Tang and Pigsy
go wild god of fanfic prompts, go wild
I WOULDN'T GO THAT FAR ANON JDFKLSJFAS But that's very sweet of you to say! And I couldn't pass up a great chance to write these two as the old (but not that old) married couple I know them to be in my heart. I tried something a little experimental, this isn't exactly how I would normally write them but I had a little idea and wanted to see what I could do with it.
Are you aware of how much money you spent?
Tang loved Pigsy. And he wasn't afraid of who knew that fact.
"You sure you wanna come with me to the market after... you know,” Pigsy said with a shrug as he rubbed his neck awkwardly.
Tang knew. He remembered the events of quite a few months ago very well. Over half a year if he remembered correctly. It was the last time he had gone with the chef to purchase his ingredients at the market, not wanting to go anywhere close to what was likely still far too close to the lair of the Spider Queen.
Especially not after their later encounters on the new year and the following weeks.
“I’m sure.”
It wasn’t as if they didn’t spend pretty much all their time together anyway. Tang had work, of course he did, and he wasn’t always in the shop 24/7. But whenever he could take his work on the go or take a break or just have the day off he would be by the chef’s side. He always had been for as long as he could remember since their first meeting in college.
At first it was simply from a sense of loyalty to an old friend. He’d kept in touch with Pigsy since they had graduated together, went to the restaurant from day one since it opened, and went back almost every day since then.
And then... he’d lost his apartment, an accidental electrical fire no one could have prevented and he had been glad no one was hurt, and Pigsy had just offered him his spare room like it was nothing.
Tang could have possibly stayed in a hotel until he was able to find another apartment, at least for a while. But not forever. Not the way people who knew who he really was thought he could.
Once someone learned you were the descendant of a long distant cousin of the Tang Sanzang they had a tendency to assume and want things from you after all.
He wasn't in any way rich, far from it. But people thought he was the second they learned he was related to Tang Sanzang and he was just well off enough for people to assume they were right. Just enough for people to expect more from him than he could really give. And he gave all the same, scared to disappoint. Scared to be left alone. Scared to be alone.
Not Pigsy, though. He didn't tell the chef for a long while before moving in and not for quite some time after, guilt from not revealing who he was making Tang leave him far more money than would be his reasonable share of the rent despite the fact he didn't really have it to spare, and the charade would only last as long as Pigsy was willing to ignore that.
It took 1 month and 28 bowls of noodles that Tang vastly overpaid for before Pigsy dropped an overstuffed envelope with all the excess money (which was really nearly all the money he could spare) he had given the chef right into his lap while he was attempting to study a book on their now shared couch.
Pigsy barely got out his question of "why?" before Tang buckled under the pressure and revealed everything.
His heritage.
His past with others.
His feelings.
That last one had been an accident. Truly it had. He'd never planned on telling Pigsy that he had developed a crush on him ever since he had asked him to taste test some of the recipes for his shop. That he kept going to the shop not because the food was amazing (even though it absolutely was, the best he'd ever had and he was certain ever would have) but because he just wanted to see Pigsy more. That the day he'd asked Tang to move into his spare room in his own apartment his heart had skipped a beat and he wondered if there was a deity out there both enjoying the idea of giving him everything he wanted on a silver platter while also reveling in the idea of it being snatched away in an instant because he was certain Pigsy had never liked him back.
Well. Was certain.
Until Pigsy stared at him for a few second too long before a lopsided grin spread on his face and he ignored every single other part of his confession to ask "you had a crush on me too?"
It had taken a minute or two for them to realize they were both hopeless idiots who had been mutually pining for each other the entire time.
They felt pretty silly after that, having lived together for a month when they probably could have been doing so long before.
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"You don't have to keep givin me all this, you know," Pigsy said firmly once everything was out in the open, gesturing to the envelope that Tang now held in his hands.
"I know," Tang admitted, worrying his fingers over the edges. "It's just... everyone else always wanted more from me and... I was scared, I guess..."
"I'm not everyone else." Pigsy gently took hold of Tang's hand, giving it a careful squeeze. "I don't care who your great uncle or cousin or whoever was. I mean, I do, cause they're your family!" The chef corrected himself, flushing a deep crimson in embarrassment. "But you could be related to nobodies or a king and that wouldn't make you less you to me. I like you for you! I... am I makin any sense? I didn't go to college to sound nice, I went for business stuff!"
Laughter bubbled up from somewhere in Tang's chest, making him squeeze the chef's hand back.
"You are," he said, feeling a lightness inside him that he didn't realize he hadn't felt in a long time. "I get it. I like you for you too, Pigsy."
"Good," the chef said, a chuckle of his own resounding in unison. "Good..."
The two sat for a moment longer, staring at each other before Tang started to lean forward. Pigsy followed, just as he had with the laughter.
It didn't take long for noses to bump each other awkwardly and for the two of them to burst into cackles as they realized they would need to remember to turn their heads before they kissed.
And then they shared their first.
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They'd been together for years after that. Scholar and chef, old college buddies now roommates turned boyfriends and then later husbands. Most people didn't even know they were married at all, "if they couldn't see it when it was right in front of their faces why explain it" was Tang and Pigsy's mutual reasoning. And for those that did know, some people didn't really understand their relationship. Not with how they carried on with the whole "freeloader" thing.
But that was because of one of Pigsy's only requests when they started dating.
"Don't feel like you gotta pay me for anything, ok? I don't know what other people have said to you, but you don't gotta do that with me."
Tang liked to take that a little far, admittedly, for the fun of it with the noodle orders at the shop. He couldn't help it, he loved everything about Pigsy! His smile, how much he cared behind his gruff exterior, his cooking (obviously), and how cute he was when he would let out that exasperated sigh at the end of the month and just look at Tang's tab as he took out whatever was extra in his half of the month's rent to pay for all but a few yuan of it and just change into that soft smile all over again.
The tab was real, but Tang always paid it at the end of the month. Even if Pigsy always insisted behind the scenes that he didn't have to. He could just stop giving Pigsy the extra cash and they'd wash their hands of the tab and the freeloading completely if he wanted to.
But Tang liked teasing his husband too much and Pigsy was happy as long as Tang was alright with that.
Something in the back of Tang's mind wondered if he was still just scared though, despite everything. As if the ideas of his youth were too deep seated to really go away, intrusive thoughts needling into his brain in a way that would need something even more life altering than he already gone through to get them to leave, and he kept the tab and the teasing around just for some extra security so he would know he'd get to see Pigsy's exasperated smile and hear him say he could stop again. He was certain he was just overthinking things, something he did more often than he would like to admit.
Of course... that was until Spider Queen.
It hadn't been a good morning already, the selection at the market had been poor and Tang was tired from a long work week. Pigsy had been determined to find the right ingredients for... something that, frankly, Tang couldn't remember after all these months. What he did remember was the way the Spider Queen drew Pigsy in, despite his sniping at him while they were tied up he knew that the chef really was only after actual vegetable, and being in that lair.
It was awful.
They hadn't been down there long, but it was long enough for Tang to suggest Pigsy stay away from the market entirely and order his food via online delivery. Pigsy thought he'd been jealous at first, until he realized that Tang was just... scared. Scared of Pigsy getting hurt, scared of losing him. Just scared.
Until MK had shown up there really was no telling if they would have made it out. And that scared Tang. A lot.
Pigsy didn't stop going to the market entirely, but for Tang's peace of mind he bought most of his food via delivery like he suggested and took MK with him every time instead. Tang refused to go back, not when he knew how close that stand was.
And then the Lunar New Year happened and Tang no longer really felt safe anywhere.
Oh he acted like everything was fine alright, but he knew Pigsy could tell how defeated he was in knowing that Spider Queen and her crew could just show up anywhere at any time now. It left him tired, having trouble sleeping, and just emotionally exhausted.
Until this morning. When he woke up before Pigsy and got dressed and ready to go and suggested they go to the market together.
He was tired. Too tired.
Tired of letting himself be afraid. Of Spider Queen. Of the market. Of his old intrusive thoughts.
After all he had used a giant gun sword on that one spider guy with the pony tail who insisted on teasing Pigsy for some reason. And went through whatever happened with that weird shadow puppet guy. Why be afraid anymore after all that weirdness?
So at the market they were, looking over the selection of ingredients together for the first time in months almost as if nothing had happened. No one would have been able to tell except for the way Pigsy kept looking over at Tang to make sure he was alright.
Tang loved that about Pigsy too.
“Tang you don’t have t-”
“I want to,” the scholar said firmly, handing his card to the merchant they had stopped at over Pigsy’s head before the other even had a chance to argue further.
“Tang!” Pigsy yelped as his card was handed back, gesturing to the bag of food he was being handed shortly after. “Are you aware of how much money you spent? That stuff’s expensive!”
“I know,” Tang said nonchalantly, smiling softly as he turned to head to the next stall. “I told you, I wanted to buy them.”
“But why?” Pigsy insisted, looking a bit lost at having to be the one to follow someone else through the market for once. “You know I’d never make you pay for anything... well, heh, except your tab that you insist on keeping open.”
“About that" Tang said, smiling softly as he turned back to the man he loved for so long. "I don't think we need to keep that open anymore."
Pigsy froze, staring at Tang in confusion for a moment before his eyes widened as he realized what he'd just said. He blinked, looking at the bag of ingredients, thinking about the amount of yuan Tang had spent before he finally caught on to what the scholar had so sneakily done.
The exact amount down to the last little bit.
Paid in full.
"You're serious," The chef said as he took in Tang's expression carefully, reaching out to grab his free hand softly and squeeze. "What brought this on?"
"Just thought it was time to let go of old fears," Tang answered with a shrug, and he barely had time to react before Pigsy tugged him forward with a tilt of his head and pressed their lips together.
Tang didn't keep count of how many times they kissed over the years, who would after so long, but he was sure he'd remember this one as vividly as the first.
"Let's get back," Pigsy said after he pulled back, smiling warm and bright and just looking the way being home felt. "MK's probably waiting to get that out of the city training started and we don't wanna keep them all waiting."
He loved Pigsy.
And the one thing he was never ever afraid of was who knew that.
#monkie kid#lego monkie kid#freenoodleshipping#prompt fill#ship fic#tang#pigsy#i attempted some symbolism and metaphors i never tried before because of the prompt itself and i am not sure if they came across right#but i made an attempt#given what episode this is set right before OOF#i'm really not entirely sure i like this but i wrote it and didn't want to start over so EH... there are parts i do really like so
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Well if I erased the last minute that was a perfect episode. Their interactions at the ambulance.
Hahaha, no, even that last minute was part of the perfection! Which, it WAS a perfect ep! Look at what happened:
Jane and Ernie looking expectantly at Lucy as if she must know where Kate is at 6am on a Saturday, which she DOES
Lucy being unbelievably flustered at Kate in a bikini like, we were expecting that from the trailer and yet I still didn't expect it'd be THAT bad, god, it was the most hilarious and painful thing ever
Lucy being super worried when finding hurt Kate and being like, I'm not leaving you!
Lucy sublimating her worry and concern over Kate by telling her to put the ice pack back on her jaw and yelling at her about how dangerous it was to go in alone
Lucy then defending Kate when her boss yelled at her + Kate's soft thank you
Lucy finding out Kate refused a promotion! To stay in Hawai'i! Possibly to stay close to her! That is some Austenian stuff
Also Lucy excitedly telling Kate's boss she'll be okay and that he's lucky to have her :)
Lucy PUMMELING that lady who hurt Kate and like, never in a million years do I think she'd hurt or kill someone because of personal feelings, but did she particularly regret what happened? I wouldn't say so
Jane seeing Kate standing at Lucy's desk (didn't I say that desk's seen more than the elevator??) and immediately leaving the two to talk; as with her and Ernie looking at her earlier during the 6am thing and Jesse gently stepping in to defend Kate at the ambulance, I LOVE when other main characters are involved because writers have historically been very reluctant to expand f/f storylines into others' spaces
Oof, where even to begin with that Kate/Lucy convo? Kate just being there was great, and it starting with Friendly banter, as they'd agreed to return to after Kate's apology in 1x17, also, "you should be horizontal", like, we know you subconsciously think so, Luce
Lucy's "she won't be hurting anyone anymore" and pointed nod at Kate's sling, indicating how invested she'd been in getting the person who hurt Kate
Lucy apologizing for being hard on Kate earlier! Which, yes, just because she's worried doesn't mean she can just take it out on her, so while it was understandable, it wasn't right, and Lucy realized and apologized on her own, and so crucially, given these last few episodes, showing in practice how she views apologies, freely and quickly given when deserved
Lucy's surfing philosophy--and then the mood immediately changing from them laughing about it as Lucy almost brings up who she was seeing, the kahuna Ernie mentioned, but Kate most likely assuming she means seeing as in dating, at which her whole face wobbles and falls, which, yeah, Lucy is casually dating but nobody she'd bring up in conversation so meaningfully, the way Kate thinks is happening
Lucy visibly fighting herself and then HAVING to ask if Kate stayed in Hawai'i for her, and she did! I know people were all like, tbh, I want her to have stayed for career reasons too, but not me, I LOVED that she stayed for Lucy, muahahaha. "Because I wanted to be closer to you?" I love how freaking open that is
Poor Lucy realizing how much she isn't in a place to process this, and shutting it all down before she gives in to the temptation of thinking Kate loved--loves her and they could be a thing and then she could be hurt all over again
"I loved you, Kate." Aaah, she said Kate! Also, loved you, of course, also, like, kind of major, but she said Kate. :> And poor Kate as Lucy walked off. :<
Now okay, so that last minute. I mean, the way Lucy had to steel herself and take that steadying breath before plastering on a smile and walking up to the date? It's only further proof of how NOT over Kate she is, while also setting up a delicious obstacle to climb over in the upcoming eps (sorry to other lady, who seems nice enough). Lucy's heart isn't into her at all and actually I'm pleased that they're granting this time to Lucy (and Kacy the ship, since it's still part of their dynamic), because in other shows Lucy'd just have disappeared off screen after that talk with Kate and we'd just be told instead of shown that she's trying to move on
#replies#femslash related stuff#sent on 20220502#Anonymous#5#sorry for this but I had to put my energy into something#distracting#giffing is honestly...it's more mindless than you'd want for right now#maybe I'll make some tomorrow#ncis hawai'i#ncis hawai'i spoilers#ncis hawai'i 1x20#an ep which lived up to its hype!#kate x lucy#kacy
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Hello Sunshine
A/N: Hello! I’m here with a 7am shower idea that I couldn’t get out of my head. It’s just a little sweet and soft Frankie. Enjoy! As always, feedback and comments are welcome, and if you’d like to be tagged, let me know. xx 💕
*Bold - Frankie ; Italics - Reader
Pairing: Frankie Morales x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 4.8k
Warnings: none
FRANKIE MASTERLIST
MASTERLIST
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“Hey! What time did you want to meet up tomorrow for brunch?” you stared at the number you’d typed in and compared it to the one that the man you’d met the evening before had given you. You had been absolutely reluctant to go to the local bar’s speed dating evening before, but your best friend had convinced you to go. She was going to go as well, so you figured if you ended up suffering, she would likely too - solidarity in its finest form. Much to your pleasant surprise however, you ended up having a fun time...the multiple rounds of drinks probably didn’t hurt either.
Marcus had been your last round for the evening, and he had been kind and charming; easy on the eyes and easy to make conversation with. He asked you questions and you were able to ask him ones back. Definitely a sharp turn from what you were expecting; and by the end of the night he’d offered you his number and asked you to for brunch on Sunday. You’d been...elated; it had been some time since anyone had actually managed to capture your eye.
Before talking yourself out of sending the message, you hit send and put your phone onto your nightstand. You weren’t too nervous in general, but there was something about sending that first message that always caused butterflies to erupt into your stomach. It wasn’t but a few minutes before your phone vibrated to signal a new message. Trying not to get too eager and excited, you reached for it and quickly opened the new text.
Who is this?
Your brow furrowed in confusion at the seemingly hasty denial of acknowledgment. It was no matter, you groaned at yourself, you probably should have included your name in the first place. No big deal, you quickly typed out your name and added, “we met at the bar last night? For the speed dating event?”
Your stomach flipped nervously as you wondered what he would say; hoping it was just a misunderstanding and he would realize exactly who you were.
I didn’t go to any bars last night. I don’t know who you are.
Oh. Your throat constricted as you reached for the napkin with the phone and compared it again to the number you had texted. There was no way you’d mistaken any of the numbers. Sighing heavily, you slipped out of bed and edged towards your bathroom and tossed the offending object into the can. Things had seemed like they’d gone so well...you’d genuinely liked Marcus and thought the attraction and chemistry was there on both sides. Apparently you’d been made a fool once again. Heat flooded your face in embarrassment as you contemplated whether or not to text again. To hell with it, you decided, you might as well apologize if nothing else.
So sorry. The guy I met must have given me the wrong number. I hope I didn’t ruin your night. Sorry for wasting your time.
After that bit of failure, you decided you might as well get back into bed and watch a show until you fell asleep. You felt beyond embarrassed and just wanted to forget about the whole thing. Needless to say, it surprised you when your phone went off again.
No worries. Sorry if I was rude too. It’s happened to me before with a couple of girls. It sucks.
At this point, you found yourself smiling at the sentiment, and decided that one more little text wouldn’t hurt anything.
Seriously! Why can’t someone just tell you if they’re not interested? It's so much easier. Either way - thanks for understanding and have a good evening.
You too. Hope things look up soon for you.
His response had been instant almost as if he had been watching you type it all. Whoever this stranger was - and you weren’t even sure if it was a man or woman - they had turned out to be kinder than Marcus. But it didn’t do well to dwell on it; Marcus would get what he deserved and this stranger would get some good things.
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Frankie put his phone on the charging pad he kept next to his bed, turning it on silent before crawling under the covers. Catching a glance of himself in the mirror, he was surprised to see that he had a smile on his face. Not that was perpetually frowning or mad, but usually he wasn’t just smiling for no reason.
Although he had a feeling he knew the exact reason as to why he was actually happy for once because of...you. The random stranger that texted him and sent a happy shiver up his spine. He wasn’t happy because of your little predicament, knowing the exact feeling of having been duped and given the wrong number several times. But the short conversation had been pleasant enough and he couldn’t help but wonder if he’d hear from you again.
Doubtful, he reminded himself, it was just a one off type deal and that was that. And yet...that didn’t stop him from quickly grabbing his phone again and saving your name and number as a contact. You know...just in case.
Francisco Morales had sweet dreams throughout that night. He couldn’t remember the last time that had happened.
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Frankie practically bounced into work the next morning, a smile on his face and spring in his step. So he seemed so out of normal form that his best friend and coworker, pointed it out to him and everyone. Frankie played it off like it was no big deal; in reality it wasn’t. You were just another stranger out in the world that flung into his orbit for a moment before leaving again.
But that whole week felt different and somehow the world was a little brighter - filled with sunshine. Even if it wasn’t everlasting, he didn’t mind the feeling it gave him for the moment; the positive energy was nice for a change.
Little did he know that across the city, you were existing in your own little world, going about your day to day in a similar manner. What a small world it was indeed. You had been incredibly tempted to look up his phone and see if you could find anything out about your mysterious stranger, a name, some sort of profile - anything - but refrained. What if it was someone you ended up attracted? A beautiful woman or a good looking man that caused you to start all sorts of fantasies? No - you didn’t need all of that. You’d let it go or let whatever happened happen.
Which likely was nothing. Right? Right.
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Imagine your surprise when you found yourself at home with leftover pizza and a bottle of wine, resigning yourself to a quiet Saturday night when your phone vibrated. Figuring it was probably just one of your friends, or some sort of useless notification, you picked up your phone and found your jaw dropping. This wasn’t seriously happening, was it?
Hey stranger. Hope this Saturday is better than the last one.
Maybe they had the wrong number...or something. But no - they acknowledged the fact that last weekend had been shit and called you stranger. This had to be intentional. Setting your phone down for a moment, you grabbed your glass of wine and sipped on it, trying not to let the excitement of a single text get you too excited. They had done what you’d dreamed about all week...why not indulge in it? If nothing else, it might be nice to have someone to text with on occasion.
Hi stranger. This Saturday involves me, the couch, pizza, and wine. I guess I really can’t complain. Hope yours is a good one too!
As soon as you hit send, you wanted to ban your head against the wall; was it too much? Not enough? Did it even warrant a response? Now you were just overthrowing everything. Shit, fuck, damn.
But you weren't able to wallow in misery for too long before your phone went off again. Huh.
Sounds pretty good. Can't complain either, just at home with a beer and a movie. Missing the pizza though. Maybe I'll order some.
Definitely recommended! I don't know if this is odd, but you know my name and I don't know yours...do you have a name, stranger?
Not weird at all! Maybe I should have started with that. Francisco - Frankie.
Well Francisco-Frankie, it's nice to meet you. What movie are you watching?
Nice to meet you, no- longer-complete-stranger. Die Hard. A classic.
Oof. I'm afraid it ends here. Hot take - Die Hard is...notthatgood.
It's been a good but short time…how can you not like Die Hard!? What could you be watching that's so much better?
The Office. A modern classic and clearly superior to anything you're picking if you think Die Hard is good.
Fun fact - I've never seen a single episode of the Office. And never plan on it. Tell me, mystery girl, what should I get on my pizza?
I now make it my plan to convince you to watch The Office. Pepperoni, jalapeños, and tomatoes. Regular crust, none of that thin crust bs.
Challenge accepted. An odd combination but I'll give it a try. Results tbd.
Already listening - I'm a fan of it. I'll let you get back to your movie and order your pizza. Have a good night Francisco-Frankie.
You too, mystery girl.
There was an undeniably giant grin on your face as you set your phone back down. Had this actually happened? Surely this was some sort of dream; a random stranger actually striking up a conversation? And seemingly enjoying it? Out of this world.
As you downed your glass and got ready to refill it your phone vibrated once again. This time you didn't even bother to let a moment pass before picking it back up and opening the notification.
Can I text you again sometime?
Yeah...I'd like that.
You just about melted into the couch, happier than you had been in a long time. And all from texts from a man you still hadn't met. Who knew if you would ever meet him? Either way, this Francisco aka Frankie had proven to be a welcome disturbance in your life.
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The next couple of weeks passed in the same blissful fashion. You'd go about your day with work and other responsibilities and obligations but you had your pocket companion with you. That's what you nicknamed Frankie anyways.
What has started as some texting here and there soon turned into conversations throughout the days, slowly becoming more personal and introspective with each passing day. And despite still knowing what he looked like or anything...you thrived in it. You'd wondered if he'd looked you up - he hadn't for the same reasons as you - and that's why you got along so well.
The two of you had a lot in common but still managed to have your differences. One thing that never failed to make you smile was what had turned into his version of a good morning text.
Hello Sunshine.
Hi Fly Boy.
Stay dry today, its supposed to be a pretty bad downpour. Talk later?
Of course. Be safe too.
The small sentiment was enough to send you reeling; it was funny how easily conversation flowed between the two of you. Like in some ways you'd always known each other, but still were finding out things constantly. You weren't sure where it would lead to...if anything but for now you appreciated your new found friend.
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I have a work party this weekend and it's formal. Do I go for an lbd or something colorful?
Depends - do you want people to approach or admire from the distance?
From the distance, so I can leave fairly quickly but people still know I was there.
Definitely LBD then.
My hero! Perfect idea!
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How do I get out of a camping trip this weekend?
Why would you try and get out of it? You said you loved camping.
I do but...just not feeling it this weekend.
Tell them you're feeling or that your new girlfriend wants to spend the weekend together.
New girlfriend? I wasn't aware I had one…
Its called a white lie Frankie. Use me as an excuse if you have to.
You're the best! A real lifesaver, sunshine.
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Okay, here's a tough one. Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate?
All three. But if only one - coffee.
How do you take it?
Black with a little bit of sugar.
That's kind of the vibe I got! But you're wrong - the best answer is coffee in the am, afternoon tea, and then sometimes a hot chocolate for dessert.
Let me guess - salted caramel hot chocolate?
How did you know?! Alright, Fly Boy, you know me too well already.
Just a hunch, sunshine. Okay - favorite color?
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Do you think if I pretend to be dead I can leave work early?
Dramatic! I love it. How about a migraine? Last minute emergency?
Probably better. Migraine it is.
Just a thought. Beers with the guys tonight?
Yup. Girls night?
Yes! Talk tomorrow?
Of course.
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Soooo I might have gotten myself into a predicament…
What happened?
Umm, I might have lied and told my friends that I started seeing someone…
Oh no.
Yeah...all because I couldn't admit that that guy had given me the wrong number. How do I explain?!
Maybe just don't say anything and then later say it died down or something? No need to drag it further.
You're right and I am an idiot.
Nah, it happens to the best of us.
Hmm sure. Anyways, onto important things. Dogs or cats?
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If you could only have one type of food for the rest of your life, what would it be and why?
Hmm, that’s a hard one. I’m torn between Mexican (the good stuff of course) and Italian and sushi. You?
Pizza!
That’s not a type of food, Francisco!
It totally is. There’s different varieties, it can count!
That’s a cheap way to answer the question, but I’ll accept it because you’re cute.
You think I’m cute? And just how do you know? Do I have a stalker?
Nah, too much effort. Besides, I’m usually busy talking to you. It would be kind of obvious if I was, wouldn’t it? I just have a feeling.
Very funny, sunshine. I’m positive it’s the other way around.
You’re the stalker? What am I wearing right now?
You know what I meant!
Of course I did. I’m the smart one in this duo, don’t forget.
You’re too much. Want to watch a movie tonight? We start at the same time?
Yes! Anything but Die Hard or other shitty movies along those lines.
You’re killing me here. One day I will convince you to watch it with me.
I look forward to that - but not tonight. Name your top 3 ideas.
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Over the weeks, Frankie became an everyday part of your life. The two of you texted back and forth throughout the day as time allowed. It was nice - comforting to have him there despite the fact that he could have been anyone in the world. Well, you knew he was local to you from his area code but otherwise...a mystery.
You wondered if you’d ever encountered him out in the real world before. It was a definite possibility, but you would never know. Not unless you somehow actually ended up meeting him in person. The idea of proposing such a notion hadn’t seemed far off, especially since your days were filled with each other and there were undeniably flirty texts and insinuations. The few times you’d actually gotten the nerve up to just ask him, something always seemed to come and keep you from doing it. Namely - nerves.
What if you were reading all wrong into this? What if he really wanted nothing more than a friendship? What if texting was the extent of it all?
Naturally, you’d know your answer if you’d just fucking ask him. But that seemed like a momentous and herculean task and you weren’t sure if you’d ever be up for it. Perhaps things would just...happen one day. Despite getting to know him, he was still just this enigmatic aura. For all you knew you might as well have been fighting a robot.
When then...one random night, a Wednesday evening when you’d just walked in the door with fresh produce from the downtown farmer’s market, your phone name. Shifting the large bags in your arms, you managed to fish your phone out of your pocket and answer it without looking at who it was.
“Hello?” you kicked the door shut behind you and shuffled into the kitchen, unceremoniously dumping the bags onto the counters. At first you didn’t hear anything on the other end of the line besides some shuffling, but then eventually you heard a distant voice say something indiscernible. In confusion, you pulled the phone out from between your ear and shoulder and glanced at the contact. The name was enough to have your breath catch in your throat as you realized that your mysterious Frankie on the other end. He’d never called before...perhaps it had been a mistake? Even if it was, you were going to take full advantage of it, “Frankie? Hello? Come on Fly Boy, it’s me. If you can hear me, let me know.”
It was a few more seconds of shuffling and almost static like noise before you were positive you heard a quiet fuck. But then, in a moment that made your heart almost stop, you heard him, loud and clear, “h-hi….sunshine?”
“Hi Frankie,” you repeated as you felt your heart melt and legs turn to jelly, “I’m going to guess this wasn’t an intended call?”
“Umm, shit no,” he admitted with what you could only describe as a nervous laugh, “accidental pocket dial.”
“It’s 2021 and you’re pocket dialing people?” you snorted with laughter as you grabbed your earbuds to sync up the bluetooth so you could talk to him while putting away all of the fresh fruits and veggies you had acquired, “that’s such an old person thing, Frankie! What are you 50?”
“It’s not that weird,” he insisted with an indignant scoff as you giggled, “it can happen easily if you don’t lock your phone when you put it away and yeah...here we are. And for the record I am nowhere near 50! I am only 36.”
“Oof,” you opened the fridge and popped the veggies into the drawer, “I’m afraid that things end here, Grandpa.”
“Very funny! How old are you then, huh? Oh my God - please don’t tell me I’ve been talking to and flirting with a teenager,” for a moment he sounded genuinely nervous as you almost doubled over in laughter at his panic. The fact that he had admitted to flirting was lost on you in your amusement he was so worried that he didn’t even notice the gaff, “sunshine!”
“I’m almost 30,” you reassured him and he instantly sighed in relief on the other end, “don’t worry. Besides, I told you I met the man I thought I was texting at a bar - at least I would have been 21.”
“That still would have been weird,” he admitted as you made a small sound of agreement, “this is better.”
“Ha! Thanks for the sentiment,” you rinsed and crunched on a carrot before hopping onto the counter to get comfortable. You hesitated for a moment, wondering if you should say your next words or not...but you decided to just do it, “this is...nice. I like hearing your voice. Makes you more real.”
“I like it too,” he agreed softly, a tinge of pink rising up in his cheeks, despite the fact that you couldn’t see it, “you sound like I thought.”
“Oh? Like an annoying twelve-year-old boy?”
“Okay, okay, dramatic much?” he snorted, “just accept the compliment!”
“Fine,” you huffed, being very overdramatic indeed, “what are you up to tonight, Frankie? Want to cook together?”
“I’m yours - free, I mean free,” he corrected himself as you relished in his little mess up, “I’m afraid I’m not much of a cook. I’m a better baker.”
“Ooh, excellent,” you slid off the counter in excitement, “how about this - we’ll make something simple for dinner - I’ll walk you through it step by step, and then you’re in charge of dessert. Deal?”
“Deal,” Frankie felt a rush of excitement surge through him as he stepped into his kitchen and reached for his apron - the same one that Santi always made fun of him for, “what’s on the menu?”
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And just like that texts turned into texts and phone calls. There was something so thrilling, like a huge surge of electricity shot down your spine and throughout your body every time you saw his name up pop or heard the sound of his voice. Frankie was...slowly turning into your constant companion and if you were being honest with yourself he was everything you had had ever wanted.
And oh - how scary it was to be falling for a man you still hadn't met in person. Slowly, surely it would happen. Gods, you wanted it to happen so desperately. But you were painfully shy when it came to the idea of asking him out and little did you know, he was feeling exactly the same way. Frankie wanted nothing more than to finally ask you on a proper date, to spend all those times laughing with you in person. But he just...continually talked himself out of it.
He was just so shy, so nervous and he thought it would be impossible that someone like you would actually go for a guy like him. He was just...fly boy and you were his Sunshine. Frankie had given you the name early on, deciding that it was appropriate because you brought a little bit of sunshine into his life every day. It had almost brought you to tears - not that you'd admit that to anyone - not yet anyway. His nickname was simple - he was a former military pilot and now a part time ‘whenever he got the chance pilot’ - Fly Boy. It was perfect and he adored it as much as you.
And yet neither of you, pining silly fools had been able to make that final move. One day, you both reminded yourself constantly, one day.
And one day turned out to be sooner than either of you expected...
"Mmhmm," you murmured into the phone as you scoured the bookshelves of your local little bookstore. You had a rare afternoon off and to treat yourself to a nice coffee and searching for a new read. You'd fallen out of reading regularly and had made it a point to get back into it, aiming for a book month. Naturally, your friend had called you at that exact time, "of course pizza is always a good choice."
Frankie hummed under his breath as he walked through the aisles looking for the book you had recommended to him. He hadn’t thought much about the woman he saw a few rows over with a coffee in one hand and her phone in the other. He did note, however, that the tone of her voice was sweet - not that he was trying to listen in on her conversation.
“Yes it is!” you laughed into the phone, trying to keep it down when you noticed the man in your peripheral vision and aimed to keep from disturbing him, “pizza is good for whenever you don't know what to make. And you know the best - pepperoni, jalapenos, and tomatoes. No contest.”
Despite not trying to listen in to your conversation, as soon as he heard you describe pizza, his perked up and immediately his heart started pounding. A nervous rush of energy flowed through him as he tried to get a better look at you without making it obvious. Holy shit - was this actually it? Was he about to meet his Sunshine?
“I even told Frankie,” you insisted with a small smile as you took a sip of your coffee, “he liked it too. Yes...of course I’m still talking to him...I-I really like him. I hope that one day I can meet him. I keep wanting to ask and then I get so nervous and talk myself out of it. He’s just...lovely.”
This definitely couldn’t be a coincidence, right? The particular type of pizza, Frankie, wanting to meet - this had to be you. And the more he listened, despite his initial efforts, he couldn’t help but zone in on you. And now, hearing your voice unfiltered and unaltered through the phone, he knew it was you. He just stopped in his tracks as he watched you, a silly little smile on his face as he realized that somehow the universe had decided to throw him a bone.
“Mhmm,” you murmured into the phone, “of course. I’ll talk to you later!”
Ending the call, you shoved your phone into your pocket and reached for one of the books that had piqued your interest. Sliding it out and reading over the back, you quickly got lost in your thoughts until you heard a throat clear behind you. Assuming you were in someone’s way, you shuffled to the side without glancing at who it was. But then you heard it - quiet and shy but clear, “Sunshine?”
At the sound of the nickname you’d been given by only one person throughout your entire life, your heart fluttered wildly in your chest as your body froze. Surely..surely this couldn’t be happening…
Turning around, slowly, painfully slowly, you found yourself staring at a face both brand new and immediately familiar. You’d never seen him before, but instantly it was like you knew him, all of him. In some ways you supposed, you did.
“F-Frankie?” almost getting choked up, your voice was barely above a whisper as the handsome man in front of you slowly nodded. A smile tugged on the corners of his mouth as his whole features lit up with excitement. His brown eyes were soft and crinkled in the corners as his grew grin and a one singular dimple appeared. You weren’t really sure what you had pictured when you’d thought about your mysterious friend, but somehow this was right on the mark. You blinked a few times, trying to hold back your tears of sheer excitement, “you’re real after all!”
And then he laughed. A beautiful, glorious sound that caused a surge of warmth to rush through your entire body. He really was just as lovely as you’d dreamed.
“Did you really think you were talking to a robot this whole time?” he asked as you flushed with warmth but stuck your tongue at him, “I can’t believe it’s really you. After all these months...finally. I’ve been wanting to ask you for so long but I didn’t think…”
“Me too,” you agreed, “me too. Small world, huh?”
“I was just looking for the book you recommended last night,” he admitted as you practically glowed with excitement. Holding up a finger, you turned around and quickly found the book in question and displayed it for him, “I didn’t think I’d find the book and the woman I’ve been talking to for months.”
“How did you know it was me?” you asked as you walked over to him and he offered up a sheepish grin.
“The pizza.”
“The pizza!” you snorted with laughter, “I should have known. Too obvious.”
“I like to think that everything happens for a reason,” he tried to take the book from your hands but you just shook your head, “what?”
“This is going to be from me to you,” you insisted as a tinge of pink welled up in his cheeks, “a souvenir from the day we met!”
“I’ll treasure it forever,” he promised and you could tell he meant it, “what are you doing tonight? Now?”
“I dunno,” you feigned innocence, “I was planning on going home to cook and talk to this guy I’ve been falling for for months, but that seems a little weird now.”
“Will you let me take you to dinner - a date? A real date?” he asked as you beamed at him and nodded. How could you ever say no.
“Only if you take me to that Italian place you told me about!”
“Whatever you want, Sunshine,” he promised as he reached for your hand and gently laced your fingers together. It felt so easy, so effortless, and you didn’t even have to think about - natural.
“You,” you couldn’t stop yourself from kissing his cheek, “just you, Frankie.”
“Sweet Sunshine.”
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Saddest Beach Party Ever :(
Watch out for this one folks, it gets a bit dark -- mind the tags (though nothing outside of what you'd expect for.. this episode)
VOD: Tommy Is Left ALONE at his Exile Party with Dream (Start - 35:30)
(rp) I have Absolutely been putting off watching this one because I WILL cry and I am scared
I can't imagine what it was like to watch live and see NO ONE on the beach
He's keeping up a good face, adding more chairs... I'm not looking forward to it setting in.
like fuck man, fuck Dream for chasing of Ghostbur for MULTIPLE reasons but also because no one else even KNEW about the party :(
He's so excited about maybe seeing Tubbo I hate it Thanks
and now he's putting things down for Quackity and adding more things he's still so happy and excited (though you can occasionally see the mask break - there's a lot of nervous energy here)
"Where... no, well go place this" "why did Fundy leave the game" THANKS I HATE IT
Lazer and Fundy have been some of the people who have visited toooo :(
Tommy's face when no one is on the nether path.............. ouch
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log off right now green demon
log off RIGHT NOW
just stewing in silence ..... painful....
cc!Tommy really is one of the best actors on the server, this hurts quite a bit
............
I know that's Dream joining the call and I hate it
fuck
"I'm running a little late, sorry :)" >:|
fuck, Tommy apologized and tossed his armor immediately INCLUDING HIS GIFT SHOES AND AXE, Dream didn't even ask
Dream of course taking the chance to be '''''''benevolent''''.... probably as a reward for Tommy doing it immediately and without prompting >:|
and ofc Dream just straight up lies about the invites to rub salt into the wound. Cant have Tommy thinking people CARE ABOUT HIM OR ANYTHING.
Even mentioned Tubbo SPECIFICALLY YOU BASTARD "in L'manburg" was that truly necessary bastard
the sun setting... a symbol of hope... the symbol of their friendship.... disappearing into the ocean... I hate it :(
Dream pushing him into eating the cake.. "I've lost my appetite"
just digging in that Tubbo For Sure got the Invite Definitely and no one came except Dream.
"I didn't mind being a little bit late because I thought everyone else would be here" why did he keep pointing out he was late, kept hammering that point home. Like even Dreams attention is not important to Dream? like it has to be earned maybe ..?
"No one cares about me anymore" "that's not true" *BREAKS CAKE* "None of them care about me anymore"
IS HE BREAKING THE PATH OHNOOO ;-;
"No one cares... other than You(Derogatory)"
"Maybe they had something more important" I hate how Dream hides his digs behind sounding consoling it fucking SUCKS
I hate how depressed he sounds, how resigned
....threw away the chicken, and he isn't eating or healing. I knew to watch out for it but its never been this pronounced before. He's down to three hearts ;-;
"I'm pretty sure he burned it, or lost it" I do not believe that for a SECOND Dream, or at least its not as clear cut as it seems. Tubbo CARES ABOUT TOMMY, I *JUST SAW* a clip of him holding the compass aaaaa
ohno
"at least SOMEONE on this entire 30 person server got an invite" "He said he was going to give it to at least 13 people, and at least one person I saw give it in person"
ohno
ohnooooooooooo
he really is gonna toss the compass isn't he nooooooooo
...............
staring into the lava again. "he burned it. On purpose"
Dream quibbling ... but doubling down i hate it
.......its just... so clear he's not only thinking about the compass in lava
Dream shooting at the Ghast,,, telling Tommy to sleep on it, coaxing him back from the edge "almost fell off, careful Tommy" I hate it here
"I don't sleep anymore Dream" "I just want to go home" "Please can I go home" he sounds so broken ;A;
"why can't I stay" :( :( :(
"It's not like they want you anyway Tommy. No one showed up to your party and everyone was invited" And THIS is why Dream tanked the party on purpose. Because if Tommy thinks no one even wants him, he won't even try to get back, and will just stay under Dreams control. There's such a mental and emotional difference and toll from "Outside forces (Dream) are keeping me from going home and maybe I can subvert or change them" and "Home doesn't want me and they're better off without me"
It truly is creepy how Dream is trying to coax him with the Christmas tree, like he's trying to pull this balancing act because he can tell Tommy is on the edge of really giving up and I hate it so much
He still hasn't eaten
"c'monn you want to see the Christmas tree :)" overwriting his feelings as well ugh
"I'm sure if you asked them, they'd say they care about you" I see you invalidating any future concern someone might show him
ALSO TOMMY CALLING EXILE HOME IS SURE SOMETHING
.....him asking Dream to defend him is... painful. Especially having just watched the latest stream where he asked the same of Tubbo right after being triggered as hell ugh. He really has gotten used to being made helpless and depending on Dream, even on the one day he didn't get his armor and weapons taken away from him. He sounds so resigned :(
(( LOL OK THE DNF JOKE WAS PRETTY FUNNY THO))
he's bribing him with the trident and I hate it. Though at least hes enjoying it??? Mixed feelings on that. He ate too and I hate that Dreams honeymoon stage is w o r k i n g )
that is the most sincere I have ever heard Tommy say Dream cares about him and it FUCKING SUCKS
I know we never could have had "Happy Party AU" because Dream never would have allowed people to come and validate Tommy but man Trident tricks w everyone would have been nice
...lol someone pointed out the red looks like blood. the fake girlfriend bits are so Weird
Dream what do you GET out of this, why are you so OBSESSED. He spends so much time here
"I wont bring it up with them because that would be awkward" oof and I bet he won't believe it if anyone says they didn't get the invite will he oof
.. He pulls out the Axe but lets dream actually kill the skeleton, he already put it away before Dream even got on screen how many times do i have to say THANKS I HATE IT HERE before it becomes meaningless
So this was around the point (or maybe a little bit later, but talking about this point) during dsmp where I started seeing it cross my dash without any context and saw a lot of takes about "oh but they didn't get the invite" and I had NO IDEA why Tommy was so upset about what was clearly a misunderstanding or why he was making it such a big deal.... well I get it now
Tommy really really isn't in a place where he can believe someone when they say they didn't get an invite. And it Really Truly WAS a big deal and actually I'm 100% on Tommy's side on this issue now (though I also don't blame the other characters for this: See Big Green Bastard Man who is truly at fault) I can understand completely why he throws it in their face later though
He's doubting if he wants to go back now.. that was exactly the point of it all :(
"Thanks for letting me keep my armor today btw" I hate how sincere Tommy is about this. I hate how Dream has so effectively done this, where Tommy sees it as a FAVOR that Dream doesn't come and blow up all of his things and hard work and THANKS him for it.
People much smarter than me have pointed out how 1:1 this is to real abusive relationships and how well its portrayed. I don't have anything clever or insightful to say here I guess, just that its exhausting and heavy to watch (but also really powerful as well, because we DON'T see shit like this played this realistically, or in this much accurate detail)
I just want Tommy to be out of here safely and realize what is being done to him is WRONG and not his fault and be given a chance to actually heal. I know the likelihood of that in the future, considering whats to come, is also. complicated to say the least.
#dream smp#dream smp liveblog#dsmp exile arc#tommyinnit#c!dream critical#dreamwastaken#abuse tw#gaslighting tw#suicide tw#depression tw
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Heyo! 👋 hope you're doing well! If you are taking requests right now, maybe some Ichi hurt/comfort? Like maybe he's having a depressive episode one day (me? Projecting? It's more likely than you think 😂) unlike any he's ever had before, and he just doesn't have the strength to do anything, even make snippy remarks at any of his brothers. One (or all, you can pick!) of them notices this odd behavior, and makes it their mission to help him feel a little more like his old self, even if that just means "riding out the storm" with him.
Oof this was really long, lol sorry 😂 but thanks for taking the time to read, I love your writing style! Take care! 👋
eyyy don't be sorry! God I REALLY enjoyed writing this... I love how it turned out
sometimes these guys can be jerks, for sure, even when one of their own is in pain
but... when it's serious... THIS BEAUTIFUL SHIT HAPPENS
please enjoy Ichi being spoiled and surrounded by love from all his brothers because HE DESERVES IT and I love how this turned out <3
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Ichimatsu’s first (and maybe only) mistake is that he assumes his brothers don’t pay that much attention to him one way or the other unless he speaks up.
Or, maybe it’s that he often hopes they don’t.
Because he knows they care; there are little things they all do that remind him that no matter what, they love him. But they all have their own things to do, and most of the time he finds that best. They should be able to do whatever they like instead of wasting their lives making him feel better. He has a bad day or hates himself so much of the time, if they paid him attention whenever he wasn’t doing well, they’d never get to enjoy themselves with other things.
He cares about them, too. So usually he’d rather they occupy themselves with their own interests whenever he’s not feeling well. He can bury things deep inside and pretend those shitty feelings don’t exist and act almost normal. As normal as someone like him can act, anyway. For their sake. They don’t deserve to worry about him.
Today, he’s too tired for whatever reason. His scathing barbs and negative attitude on most days aren’t really fake… on the bad days, though, he can force his typical demeanor so nobody suspects he’s not fine. All they see is sour-faced, ill-tempered fourth brother Ichimatsu.
He can’t even do that much right now. It’s as if the weight of existence and his own mind is pulling him down, further and further, until he’s drowning in his thoughts. Horrible thoughts. Things telling him he’s worthless, a failure, a burden, good for nothing, should probably be dead… too many things to keep track of.
If he were trying not to get his brothers’ attention by being quiet and listless, it isn’t working. In fact, his current behavior has actually done the opposite.
While he’s lying in the corner of the room, curled around himself and wishing he could fall asleep to avoid dealing with these thoughts and feelings, the others are around their table muttering among themselves.
“You guys noticed he barely touched breakfast, right?” Osomatsu is the first to speak up, and he’s doing his best not to look at Ichimatsu too much, simply because he doesn’t want his younger brother to feel everyone’s eyes on him. He’s pretty sure that would just make matters worse.
Choromatsu hums in agreement. “Yeah, no, he just kind of stared into his tea… he might have taken a sip or two, but that’s about it. I don’t think he even ate any rice.”
“Did he even brush his teeth this morning?” Totty speaks up. “Or his hair? It looks messier than usual, and I was the last one in the bathroom before breakfast, and it didn’t look like his toothbrush had been used.”
“Also,” Karamatsu chimes in, “I believe that is the same outfit he wore yesterday. He didn’t sleep in it, but he put it back on when he got up even though it hasn’t been washed.”
Choromatsu frowns and steals a quick glance at the fourth eldest. “Like he… didn’t wanna think about picking something different out, huh? And… it’s kind of worrying that he didn’t brush his teeth or hair. I mean, that’s basic hygiene. It’s like he’s depressed or… some… thing…”
Suddenly a light bulb goes off, and the rest of the brothers exchange a concerned look with each other.
“Oh,” is all Osomatsu says for a moment. Then, “Fuck.”
Before anyone else can breathe a word, Jyushimatsu leans back away from the table and collapses with his head in Ichimatsu’s lap. “Aaaah, Ichimatsu-nii-chan! Baseball practice today? We can do it at the beach!”
Ichimatsu hardly flinches at the abrupt contact, but really it’s because he doesn’t even have the strength to be startled. He doesn’t move to push Jyushimatsu off or bounce his leg to dissuade the him from staying or anything. It’s a moment until he actually says anything, like a delayed reaction from a computer. “Uh. Not today, Jyushi. I’m probably gonna take a nap.”
“Hmmmmmmm… oh, I know! I’ll nap with you! Maybe we’ll dream about baseball!”
All the others watch closely, waiting to see if he gives an average Ichimatsu reaction. Instead, he doesn’t even shrug. “Yeah, if you want.”
Obviously, that’s not what they would be expecting from any other day. They all look at each other again, minus Jyushimatsu who just curls up against his big brother’s side.
Ichimatsu, on the other hand, is so out of it in his own head that he doesn’t realize that he’s done anything to worry his brothers. They should all be paying attention to their own shit, right?
He just feels so exhausted despite that he knows he slept okay last night. All he did this morning was wake up and get out of bed and already he’s… drained.
You’re so lazy. You can’t even put together the energy it takes to read a fucking magazine or something? To do nothing like you usually do? What kind of loser doesn’t have enough energy to do something like watch TV?
What the hell is wrong with you?
He cringes at the sound of his own inner voice berating him, and ducks his head down between his knees. Shit. Everything hurts. Isn’t that right, though? He’s useless. It doesn’t take any effort to just sit somewhere watching TV or reading and yet he’s not even willing to do something like that.
Even though he expects that Jyushimatsu might want to hang out with him, because the two of them are close, he doesn’t anticipate it when Osomatsu comes over and sits himself down across from Ichimatsu. At least, he thinks it’s Osomatsu. He doesn’t really feel like lifting his head fully; it looks like a red hoodie, though.
“Uh, hey, Ichimacchan.” Osomatsu feels a little awkward at first, mainly due to the fact that he’s never sure what to do when Ichimatsu is in one of ‘these’ moods. What works on one day might not work the next time. Previous experience is all he has to draw on, though.
“I noticed you didn’t eat too much at breakfast… you in the mood for something sweet?” Tempting him with one of their favorite treats might put him in better spirits, at least for a minute. “There’s a box of imagawayaki on the counter… there’s three in there, so we can split ‘em. Mom said these ones have chocolate cream in them.”
Everyone else lets out a blissful sigh as they all think about how delicious that’s going to be. Bean paste or custard or even regular cream is always good, but chocolate cream? If they had to fight over those, someone might end up dead.
Ichimatsu offers a shrug in his brother’s direction. “Sure, if you guys want. I’m just not that hungry.”
Osomatsu frowns, and looks over toward Choromatsu who’s thankfully recovered from the imagawayaki imagine spot. None of the brothers would ever turn that down. Even if they weren’t necessarily hungry, they’d make room for something that good. Moreover, given that Ichimatsu didn’t eat anything at breakfast, he should be starving,especially for sweets.
Choromatsu makes his way over, setting a careful hand on Ichimatsu’s shoulder. He doesn’t have any more of a clue what to do than their eldest, so he’s flying by the seat of his pants just as much. Something has to be done… they can’t just let poor Ichimatsu suffer. “Ichimacchan? It’s pretty cold today. How about I turn on the kotatsu, and if you’re gonna nap, you can sleep with your legs under it? That might feel nice.”
Well. That does sound nice, Ichimatsu thinks, because curling up under the heat of the kotatsu is always nice in the winter. But… he’s pretty sure he doesn’t have the energy to even move from this spot. “Oh, yeah… I’ll probably just nap here, though. Don’t really feel like moving.”
“Aaah, but you are cold, aren’t you? I can hear your teeth chattering from all the way over here!” Karamatsu is up in an instant, tugging his leather jacket off his shoulders. Although it leaves him in nothing but a tank top ― and a horribly plain grey one, at that ― it’s a necessary sacrifice for his little brother’s comfort.
He hurries over to where everyone else is gathering and gently drapes the jacket over Ichimatsu’s shoulders. “Hmph… Karamatsu to the rescue as usual! You’re looking cozier already.”
Man,Ichimatsu’s mind comes up with, I try on Shittymatsu’s dumbass jacket one time and suddenly he’s coming up with any excuse to put the stupid thing over me. Do I really want him freezing instead of me? Why don’t I just move my ass over to the kotatsu? He’s gonna catch a cold and it’ll be all my fault because my stubborn ass didn’t move and he took pity on me.
God, I wanna die. They’re all falling all over themselves to do shit to cheer me up when they should be focusing on themselves. I’m fucking trash, making my brothers waste all their damn time on me. Why couldn’t I just do stuff and not make them worry?
“… Ichimatsu-nii-san?” Totty has plopped himself down in front of Ichimatsu, staring in concern at his big brother. Fuck. He’s using that eye voodoo of his, and if he says anything, if he asks Ichimatsu a question, he’s gonna get an honest answer despite the fact that Ichimatsu doesn’t want to admit anything.
He can’t help it, though. Totty’s hand is soft as he reaches up toward Ichimatsu’s face, thumbing away tears that Ichimatsu didn’t even realize he’d started to cry. But his youngest brother is delicate in the way he brushes them, so caring and tender that any little bit of strength Ichimatsu had to keep things hidden away crumbles quickly.
“Hehe,” Totty chuckles, though there isn’t a genuine mirth behind it, “you’re not having a good day, Ichimatsu-nii-san… are you?”
He blinks, and more tears start to drip down his cheeks. This time Totty doesn’t make a move to wipe them away, instead staring at his brother with those big, sad doe eyes, glittering with sympathy.
Ichimatsu lets his head drop again, eyes pressing against his arm and tears soaking into his sleeve. “N-no,” he manages to say in a quiet, insecure, small voice. He hates it. He hates making this stupid confession, because he should be able to take care of himself. His brothers don’t need to be huddled around him, pissing their days down the drain. “I’m… I’m having a bad day.”
With that, it’s like all five of them attach themselves to him all at once. There’s a brief cacophony of worry and reassurances, and a hug Ichimatsu almost loses himself inside of.
“Alright, you hear that, guys?” Osomatsu announces, maybe a bit louder than he really needs to. “Ichimatsu’s having a bad day! Woohoo!”
Choromatsu scoffs. “Ah, ‘woohoo’?? Osomatsu, you idiot! This isn’t a good thing!”
Osomatsu pulls away to rub a finger under his nose with a grin. “Hey, sure it is! He said it, didn’t he? Good for you, Ichimacchan! You’re having a bad day and you said so! Remember what happened when Totty kept junk from us? We need to know this shit! I’m glad you said something!”
Karamatsu’s hand tousles Ichimatsu’s hair as he pulls his brother into a hug. “Yes, Osomatsu is right. You’re having a bad day, Ichimatsu, and that’s just fine. It takes a lot of bravery to admit it, so we’re proud of you.”
“Plus, we’re gonna make this the best bad day ever!” Totty hums. He’s whipped his phone out before anyone can so much as blink, typing away on it. “It’s just about lunch time, so I’m gonna order some takeout! Ichimatsu-nii-san, what sounds good? Curry? Sushi? Ooh… maybe fried chicken? We don’t do that too often… might be a nice treat! Oh, it’s your call, though.”
Osomatsu gives Ichimatsu a tiny bump on the shoulder with his fist. “You and Totty figure that out while I go cut that imagawayaki for us. Be right back, guys.”
… Am I in the fucking Twilight Zone or something? What the hell???
Ichimatsu lifts his head just a little, looking at all his brothers. Totty’s on his phone looking at delivery options, Osomatsu is headed to the kitchen, Jyushimatsu is nuzzled against his side…
None of them are leaving him by himself. They all still want to be here even when his mood sucks ass. Even when he can’t really do anything for himself. Even when he’s being a huge fucking pain and a thorn in their sides and doing literally nothing to contribute to the day.
What the hell are they all doing? Why are they all fine with wasting their day taking care of him?
When Karamatsu presses a couple of tissues into his hand, Ichimatsu somehow finds the energy to use them to wipe his face. Fuck, he hates crying, and he hates people seeing him cry. “Don’t do this,” he mumbles. “You’re fucking morons. You have better shit to do than…”
“No way!” Jyushimatsu aggressively snuggles against the side of Ichimatsu’s stomach, circling his arms around his brother’s waist. “What better shit could weeeee have to do? We’re shitty NEETs!”
Choromatsu chuckles. “Besides, there’s literally nothing more important than taking care of each other, especially when one of us is down and out. Ichimatsu, you… know none of us are shy when it comes to being honest. So, just… try to believe us when we say there’s nothing we’d rather be doing than being with you right now.”
He straightens up, then gingerly taps Jyushimatsu with his foot. “Hey, Jyushi, how about you scoot yourself and Ichimatsu over to the kotatsu? And Totty, are you really gonna make a delivery driver come out in this weather? It’s almost below freezing! Why don’t you go get it yourself?”
“Excuse you, but if they haven’t shut down the delivery option, why shouldn’t I take advantage of it? I don’t wanna leave Ichimatsu-nii-san!”
“Okay, okay… I guess that’s fair. What are you ordering, again?”
“Aaaah, I dunno! I was waiting for Ichimatsu-nii-san to say what he feels like.”
Meanwhile, Jyushimatsu has somehow gotten himself and Ichimatsu over to the kotatsu, and is currently shoving his big brother’s legs under it while Choromatsu moves to plug it in. “Home run, YEAH! Your tootsies will be toasty in no time, Ichimatsu-nii-san!”
“O-oh… thanks, Jyushi…” That’s about all he can say, really. He’s slumped over the table in a matter of seconds, and although there’s no way it can support the weight of everything he feels like he’s being crushed under, feels a little more relaxing than holding himself in a tight ball in the corner.
He’s going to cry again. He’s pretty sure he’s going to cry again. His brothers, his selfish, douche-a-holic, demon brothers… would rather be taking care of him on a bad day than out doing their own things, not touching him or his shitty mood with a ten-foot pole.
Jyushimatsu is cuddled up on one side, and he can feel Karamatsu settling in on the other with an arm around Ichimatsu’s shoulders. That’s it. He’s surrounded by brothers and their warm, selfless-for-once-in-their-lives affection. He has to surrender. He doesn’t stand a chance.
His mind drifts back to the others. “Oh… Totty…”
“Oh! Yeah, mhm?”
“Um… curry sounds good, I guess.”
The impossibly huge smile on his youngest brother’s face comes through even when he speaks. “Oh, great! Curry it is! Okaaaay, I’m gonna get it from that nice place in town. You want it with rice or udon? Or do you want curry bread?”
“Uhh… just with rice.”
“Rice, okay, sounds good! Beef, chicken, or pork?”
“Huh… you mentioned fried chicken, now that sounds good. Does that place do curry rice with tonkatsu on top?”
“Oooh… that does sound good. Yeah, I think there’s an option for that. Chicken tonkatsu with curry rice, then?”
“Yeah.”
“Gotcha. Is that what everybody wants?”
“Yeah, Totty,” Choromatsu injects, “just order the same thing for everybody. We’ll all eat that.”
“Okay, what about sides? Does anyone want fukujinzuke or rakkyō?”
“Geez, just… just get half of each and we can divide it up if anyone wants any.”
“Okaaay! I’m not ordering drinks from there, though… too expensive. We have tea here. Oh, I’ll get a few orders of pork curry bread, too, in case we want a snack later.”
“Well, make sure you get either three or six.”
“Yeahhhh, Cherrymatsu, I’m not stupid! I’ll just get three; I’m fine buying some, but I’m not trying to go broke! Does that sound okay, Ichimatsu-nii-san? The curry bread for later?”
It takes a moment, but finally Ichimatsu lets out a breathy, almost tearful laugh as he leans against Karamatsu’s shoulder. “Totty… you’re trying to fatten me up… you witch… you’re gonna cook me and eat me… that’s your plan, huh?…”
The whole room erupts into a small fit of laughter, even Totty who’s blushing at being teased. Ichimatsu feels Karamatsu press a kiss to his head, and he sighs. Usually he wouldn’t be able to take all of this… the attention, and Totty blabbering away, and Choromatsu trying to be responsible, and… everything.
At the moment, it feels right. Like things are supposed to be this way. Like he’s supposed to be having a bad day so his brothers can all gather around him and remind him that regardless of anything else, when one of them needs their brothers, everyone is going to be there.
Maybe he needed that reminder.
Maybe they all did.
#depression tw#suicidal thoughts tw#Osomatsu san#whump#Ichimatsu#Osomatsu#Karamatsu#Choromatsu#Jyushimatsu#Totty#hurt/comfort#emotional whump#depression#caretaking#LOOK AT MY BOYS!!!! BEING GOOD BOYS#TAKING CARE OF THEIR BROTHER!!!!#y'all PLEASE SCREAM WITH ME#I love this fam so much ;-;
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my thoughts on TUA season 2
(spoilers, obviously)
- opened with Klaus and Ben, my kings. Klaus’s hair looks so weird straightened while short
- AWESOME opening soundtrack
- seeing all their powers so controlled makes me wonder how they leveled up to that skill in the alternate timeline. like the only time we saw Klaus use the powers of other ghosts in the correct timeline was when two of them caught him falling out of the sky. however Diego did end up controlling bullets and Allison used her voice to technically kill one of the Swedes
- the homeless man screaming Allison’s name alongside Luther... funny shit
- big teddy bear Hazel
- Elliot was fucking awesome i think he was a great addition as a side character. rip tho :(
- honestly i don’t understand why Diego would WANT to save JFK. like it’s not that big of a deal. does he not understand what messing with the timeline can do??
- Lila... impeccable
- Sissy and Vanya... impeccable <3
- yeah and fuck u Carl
- ugh, Klaus’s beard. disgusting <3
- Ben and Klaus definitely act like they should be, given that they’ve been stuck with each other for over a decade. i’ve seen some people calling Klaus an asshole for not telling his siblings about Ben, which is completely understandable (cause he was an asshole), but I’m guessing it was because he was afraid? that sharing Ben with his siblings would mean that he would lose him to them, or his siblings would find him selfish, or they would ask something of him that he couldn’t give. if that makes sense
- that ghost bitch comment was funny tho
- to the guy who called Klaus pretty boy at the bar: sir you don’t know what you’re getting into
- Raymond!! he’s such a sweetheart, i really liked him in the show. i’m really happy that Allison has found a bit of normalcy (as normal as the 1960s Civil Rights movement could be). it shows how passionate she is about what she believes in: even though she knows the movement is far from over, even back in 2019, she’s not gonna abandon it
- Allison staring at the moon every night: either thinking about Luther or how the moon blows them all up. maybe both
- of course Luther would be working for Jack Ruby
- awesome cinematography during the mental asylum escape
- yeah it makes sense that the Handler would still be alive. she was a cool villain. although it would’ve been awesome to see how evil a fish could be
- Diego’s plan was pretty stupid. that’s my boy
- honestly they revealed how Klaus started a cult really well by having one of his followers find him at jail. Klaus, ever the musical aficionado, of course writes his scripture based off of pop songs
- Raymond and Klaus meeting!! that was cool to see how their paths connected
- Lila painting Elliot’s toenails green. ugh i love that crazy bitch
- i LOVE how they incorporated the umbrella man!! tbh i’ve always believed he was the one behind the assassination. Lee Harvey Oswald was framed
- honestly a bit understandable that Luther was planning on killing Vanya? cause he had no idea who she is now, but them reuniting was actually really sweet. he’s grown up so much
- the Swedes and their cats.
- the Umbrella company building with the nuclear family mannequins... creepy, awesome shit
- baby pogo baby pogo baby pogo baby pogo
- shanked diego shanked diego shanked diego shanked diego
- did anyone else get vibes from Klaus’s episode opening that he was an escort to the old woman? like how he was being shown off at her arm or something and getting out of jail from a call from the governor. idk maybe the lady was just very taken with him, as anyone would be
- Elliot, our helpful king
- Allison and Klaus’s reunion was so sweet!! i’m so glad they got to interact so much more in this season
- Ben getting Raymond out through a haunting... hilarious
- sweet intimate moment between Lila and Diego
- Ray meeting Luther was hilarious, but i do feel for the poor guy. i mean i’m not in love with my adoptive sister but still
- the sit-in was really well done and beautiful while terrible. the ‘riot’ that ensued was very appropriate for today’s setting
- D-Dave
- honestly i was scared that Klaus was gonna be overly attracted to him or whatever, which would be weird cause he’s years younger than Klaus, but honestly, at the core he just wanted to save Dave’s life. even if it means never meeting him in a different timeline. he truly loved Dave. and that ptsd flashback was done so well
- i knew Lila wasn’t trustworthy but i didn’t REALLY expect that!
- Vanya and Luther talking with each other, Luther admitting the apocalypse wasn’t all her fault. beautiful
- the Majestic 12 reminds me of the conspiracy theory that only a few families control basically everything in the world. the Majestic 12 may be based off of that, idk
- idk about everyone else but Klaus’s scorpion and the frog story made total sense to me! frogs ARE bitches
- the diner scene.... ugh. it really shows that the two of them did fall in love and they did stupid in love things, like talking about their family, about why Dave wanted to join, favorite colors, favorite foods, etc. however that’s seen later on when Dave visits the compound
- yes it’s very disheartening when Klaus is attacked, but honestly i think it had to happen, just like the riot had to happen. the 60s weren’t a fun time for lgbt people and poc. it was only going to be a matter of time before the show HAD to acknowledge the consequences of Klaus’s ‘flamboyancy’ in 1963 Texas. it doesn’t make it right or easy to see, but it’s realistic.
- it also makes sense that Klaus fell off the wagon after experiencing something like that. yes we all would’ve liked him to stay sober, but sobriety and recovery aren’t linear.
- Allison is so happy with Ray can we please drop this pseudo-incest plotline let’s MOVE ON
- Texas Grace ! who is not actually Grace rip (i think? i was a bit confused lol)
- the scene with Harlan running off was really upsetting but we got to see those weird light particles that we saw in the first season
- Pogo Pogo Pogo Pogo
- Klaus being a dick to Ben again, as brothers do. i do feel bad for Ben though it must be sooo frustrating. that scene with him and Allison was really sweet and funny tho
- i just have to say that Luther and Diego are so fucking funny this season it’s awesome. like there are a LOT of good lines overall by everyone but they’re hilarious. “At least he didn’t shank my ass” “no bro, he shanked your heart”“Dads part of a sinister CABAL that’s plotting on killing the president.” “a caBAL?”“You two still a thing? *leans in* do we need to talk?” “No, she’s married.” “Woah dude... that’s rough.” and countless others
- the sibling reunion!!
- Klaus really does get left out of everything tbh
- Ben :(
- sisters and Klaus!! that was so awesome to see. and Klaus’s hairpins, Vanya saying she’s gonna tell Sissy she loves her, their dance sequence, Klaus calling Allison out on that incest. beautiful
- the fucking Swedish cover of Hello was PERFECT i mean i was sad for the Swedes but it was hilarious. there were a couple beautiful shots of the boat on fire though
- god it must’ve been so traumatizing for Allison to be thrust into such a hostile place with no voice and no way to contact her family
- idk about you guys but long live Team Zero
- calling Ben that he was becoming their father was a bit uncalled for
- the fact that Klaus didn’t help Dave’s chances, and in fact escalated Dave’s own timeline.. his trembling hands... robert sheehan is an amazing actor
- the Black president bit lmaoo loved it
- the way Reginald spoke to Diego.. i’m gonna throw hands with an old man
- Klaus LITERALLY looked like he was having a seizure and they all just... played it off??
- poor, poor Carl. nah fuck him lol
- that bloody opening scene was awesome! and thank god Five got to say fuck. the fact that it was about a candy bar makes too much sense
- Robert Sheehan acting as Ben: amazing showstopping spectacular he’s so talented
- the whole multiple Fives and Luther bit was honestly really funny, and i immensely respect smaller Five over bigger Five.
- yes Klaus, you survived a family of seven. you got this
- not sad about Carl dying one bit!
- Ben... that was such a beautiful scene. not just the content of the scene, but the cinematography. Ben fading away... Vanya hugging him... ugh. the main takeaway i had from that scene is that at the core of it all, Ben and Klaus love each other immensely. they have a weird, dysfunctional, fucked up relationship, where Klaus is an asshole and Ben definitely shouldn’t of possessed him without his consent, but they’re still brothers, and Ben forgives him.
- oof Ben’s funeral was hard. also was it just me or did Klaus’s kid actor sound weird? like it sounded like Robert was dubbing his lines
- all the siblings back together again!!!! Klaus going with Vanya to save Harlan!! Vanya telling him Ben forgives him and that it wasn’t Klaus’s fault Ben got stuck with him!! everyone in the car!!! be still my beating heart
- yeah didn’t see Lila having powers coming tbh. i really feel bad for her she’s had such a rough and traumatic life, especially with the Handler as her only parental figure
- the Swede brother and Five putting down their weapons: “enough.” the Swede wanted revenge for his brothers - an eye for an eye, but there was a mutual understanding between the two of them: they would do anything for their family. if the Swede hurts one of the Hargreeves, Five would never stop coming after him. i thought it was very beautiful
- mmm Reggie’s foreshadowing coming into play. proud of u Five
- the ending was so beautiful. everyone got closure in some type of way. except now Klaus is alone with nothing but his dog tags :(
- EMO BEN HAHAHA WTFFF?? is Lila in the sparrow academy? why was Ben’s portrait over the mantle piece? did Five disappear?? is the sparrow academy just older versions of the siblings who stuck around?? so many questions
FINAL THOUGHTS
- Ellen Page’s acting consistently blows me away. she is amazing
- beautiful cinematography, funny writing, pretty good acting. i didn’t like the soundtrack as much as i did the first season’s, but some of it wasn’t bad.
- i’m glad ben got peace, but i’m also glad justin min isn’t gone for good. his social media presence is too vital for us
- i swear to god if they keep treating klaus as a joke and don’t let him get any actual development like everyone else had (he barely got closure with Dave, he reconciled with Ben through a second party) next season, i’m gonna riot. PLEASE i want to learn more about his powers now that Ben is gone. what happened to seeing tons of ghosts when he’s sober??
- Luther and Diego were probably my favorite duo of the season, I’m so happy that they’ve reconciled and are bonding more.
- just seeing Vanya grow and be happy was amazing
all in all, really wonderful season. i probably liked it better than the first one. now it’s time to consume fanfiction and maybe finish my own (check out “god doesn’t want him and neither does the devil” on ao3!)
#the umbrella academy#tua spoilers#tua season 2 spoilers#the umbrella academy season 2 spoilers#the umbrella academy season 2#tua season 2#klaus hargreeves#luther hargreeves#vanya hargreeves#five hargreeves#ben hargreeves#allison hargreeves#raymond chestnut#dave katz#diego hargreeves#reginald hargreeves
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May I interest you in some fem!hermit!Tommy fluff for you in this trying time?
This is set in an alternative version of @redorich 's hermit!Tommy AU. Diverging from the Dream SMP's raid on Hermitcraft. All you need to know is that family trees are convoluted, Tommy's name is Clementine. She's trans, we love her, she has wings and has adopted Grian as her weird almost twin brother.
After the whole "Dreamon" and "invasion" mess the Dream SMP folk didn't expect to hear much from the hermits besides the ones who attended MCC. They thought that the two servers would just continue to exist, independent of one another. Just drifting through the void mere inches apart but never really touching.
Oh how wrong they were.
The hermits were friendly but they had absolutely underestimated just how friendly.
Apparently, the moment Clementine so much as breathed a word about how much she missed her biological family, Scar -ever the kind and helpful mayor that he was- decided to throw a beach party!
Since Clemmy's extended family was pretty large and they didn't want anyone to feel left out, it was an open invitation to everyone on the Dream SMP as long as they behaved.
That point was driven home when a few people, like Antfrost and his unhealed, dog bitten asscheek, mentioned how upsetting the Hermits was definitely not a good idea.
(Deep down they knew that the reason they were really doing this was because the hermits were worried about them. The Dream SMP was just a bunch of traumatized children according to them. They weren't wrong in that assumption but no one wanted to admit that.)
So, when the day of the beach party finally dawned, they all put on their least threatening outfits and packed up their supplies, (where Tubbo got the surf board nobody wanted to question) and entered the portal just like they had done a few months prior.
A few things were different though, the sun was bright and beaming in the sky, soft puffy white clouds rolled by, only promising gentle shade instead of the dreary air of yesteryear.
The shopping district had been rebuilt from it's smoky ruins and they finally all had time to appreciate the lovingly built shops and roads. It looked so beautiful and vibrant, you could practically feel the fact that summer was in full swing.
The smell of nectar and sea salt drifted through the air, sweetening even the sourest of moods. This is what peace was to the hermits. This was their everyday. They were so lucky and they didn't even realize it.
Some people were taking notes of all the different building styles with bright eyes, hoping to replicate some of it when they got home, others were suddenly hit with a feeling of bitter inadequacy of it compared to their homes. Is this what a world without war could look like?
But, no matter the gloomy musings of the few, they were all here to let go for a day! To celebrate the good times and to kick back for seemingly the first time in forever.
Their welcome party this time simply consisted of one person.
It was a strange sight, seeing the Hermits' admin Xisuma without a mask on, wearing a god awful hawaiian shirt that Keralis had thrown at him with glee the moment he mentioned that he didn't have something to wear, and again, were those, gods forbid crocks?
"'Ello everyone! Wow this is quite the turn up. Scar wished he could be here to greet you all personally, but he's still too busy helping the others preparing for the barbecue, so you're stuck with me for the time being.
Now, if you'll kindly follow me, we set everything up pretty close to here, so we'll be there in a minute."
The walk over to the beach was short, but just as scenic as the rest of the server.
Warm, golden sand, gently lapping waves and lush plant life. The sound of the hermits' laughter and soft music filled the air as the smell of the previously mentioned barbecue proved a welcome distraction from whatever the hell was happening on the far right side of the beach (the ZIT trio built a karaoke machine. It was Zedaph's idea. It was also a horrible idea but they didn't seem to realize that yet.)
As they began to debate a plan of attack, no wait. ... fun? enjoyment? eh whatever.
A tall man jogged up to the group. Some people recognized him as Mumbo Jumbo, that one british guy with the mustache. Others, however, as that semi-scary redstone wizard who managed to create extremely powerful potion launchers during the invasion.
He was dressed just as down to earth as the others, holding a tall glass of lemonade in his hand and wearing a (quite goofy) sunhat he borrowed from Ren.
He was explaining something to X in hushed tones (something or other about a minor fire at the barbecue table?) When he looked past the gathering of guests and out towards the path that they had come from, and screeched.
"GRIAN PLEASE I'M HOLDING LEMONADE DON'T!" X reached over and grabbed the glass from his hands just in time for a cackling, feathered ball of something to crash into Mumbo, knocking him into the water with an audible "oof".
There was wild thrashing as the two tried to orient themselves, Grian somehow climbing onto Mumbo's back.
"CLEMMY! COME HELP ME DROWN MUMBO!" Grian waved towards a cluster of trees to their left, underneath which a small gathering of hermits was enjoying a bit of a reprieve from the sun.
"NOT YOU TOO!" came the mustachioed man's scream of distress.
Clementine, the whole terrifying six feet and three inches of a woman that she was, took off running to the water at full tilt towards the struggling brits.
Mumbo, having already formed a strategy in his head, did a perfect T-pose and feel backwards into the water, bringing down a screaming Grian with him. Clementine did a graceful swan dive into the water (how she executed that shall be left for viewer interpretation) and happily joined the fray, even the distressed calls of Stress behind her because "Gods damn it Clemmy! I spent an hour on your hair! And now it's ruined!" couldn't persuade her to give up on her mission to cause as much friendly chaos as possible.
She climbed out of the water a few minutes later, her hair a mess and a bright smile on her face.
"Techie! Wilby! Tubbo! Thank you guys so much for coming! I'm really glad that you could make it." She hugged them each close, enjoying the comfort of having them all together again.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world." Techno relaxed his posture, trying not to fidget too much. He was getting better with crowds but it was still a lot.
"You may think he's joking but he literally dragged Quackity all the way to the portal because he was too busy doing his eyeliner and would've made us late." Wilbur snickered when she leaned in to hug him, earnings him one of her patented ear-splitting laughs.
"I got a recording of it!" Tubbo proudly announced, pulling out his video camera
while still holding an arm around her.
"ABSOLUTELY NOT! LET ME HAVE SOME DIGNITY MAN!" The aforementioned Mr. Fattest Ass in the cabinet screamed indignantly as soon as he got within hearing range.
"Quackity you never had any dignity. It's too late for that." Techno flicked the duck shapeshifter on the head, earning him even more annoyed rambling which he just chose to ignore.
"Well, I'm glad that that's settled, now, I have some people I'd like for you to meet."
She directed them towards the group sitting in the shade, which consisted of False, (a now soaking wet) Grian, Stess, Mumbo (who also looked like a disgruntled cat that was just given a bath), Iskall and Ren.
Meanwhile Doc and Cleo had a little cornered off area they'd nicknamed the "cool kids club" (it was because around this time the sun got strong enough to actually burn her and Doc just felt slightly iffy about the water, since he was, ya know, half robot.)
Clemmy threw herself down on a blanket in front of a grumbling Stress who set about actually making her hair look presentable.
Niki sat down next to them and began discussing the merits of different styles to put Clemmy's hair into.
Ranboo sheepishly sat down next to Cleo's lawn chair folding all of his gangly limbs under himself.
Wilbur happily plopped himself down next to Ren on a blanket and began to hum along to the other's guitar.
Techno lay dow his cape, deciding that a nap was the best course of action in that moment.
Fundy hesitated for a second before going down to the shore to relax and just put his feet in the water for now.
Philza, the awkward dad that he was, chose to sit down close enough to the girls that he'd be able to hear what they were talking about without intruding.
Tubbo placed his stuff down by Clemmy's feet and ran out to the shore with his surf board in hand.
Going through so many conflicts in such a short amount of time really tires a person out, especially ones as young as the ones from the SMP so getting this afternoon of rest truly helped ease some of the stress given to them by recent events.
(Beach episode pog?)
Of course, this little get together wasn't without it's faults. About two hours in Doc accidentally trampled False's sand castle, who in retaliation teamed up with Cleo to dump water on him while he was relaxing.
This little conflict evolved into a battle to see who could build the biggest and grandest sand castle between "Team Himbo" and "Team Women" (one of those was coined by Clemmy). Puffy and Stress set up a good system of transporting sand from point A to point B, allowing them to move faster. False got placed on detailing duty while Niki brought refreshments for the rest of the team. Alyssa was mostly helping out wherever she could, as Cleo worked her armour stand magic to make their castle feel even more alive.
Clemmy just shouted encouragements and bullied the opposing team.
(The member list of Team Himbo has been redacted to avoid any drama about who might qualify as a himbo in the given circumstances)
Somehow the guys managed to convince Techno to join them, which immediately stacked odds in their favor to which Eret and Iskall, being the non-binary legends they are, decided to side with Team Women, now renamed to "Team Prettier Than You".
Their building contest laated for another hour before X decided to try to stop them (it wasn't because of the time. It was because TFC and Grian started shouting things about structural integrity and adding stone parts to the walls and the contestants actually listened when he decided that it was getting out of hand.)
Then it was time to actually enjoy the barbecue. Techno surprised everyone with how delicious his baked potatoes ended up. Beef also got to flex his skills a little with, as you guessed it, beef.
Tubbo and Tango sadly had to eat further away then everyone because the moment they got within ten feet of the fire something mysteriously combusted.
After that, the ZIT trio busted out the karaoke machine and the night went from good to great.
The old Team Star was dared to sing a rendition of Hermit Gang and everyone younger than 25 felt physical distress during some parts.
The sleepy bois (+Tubbo) sang a cover of "Your new boyfriend" (Techno got surprisingly into it) and then Wilbur swiped Ren's guitar to sing some Taylor Swift songs (accompanied by Tubbo on a synth he seemingly pulled out of nowhere) in that one weird accent he can do which had most people wheezing on the floor from laughter after the first song.
Niki threw down a german cover of Say So by Doja Cat. Grian, Phil and Tommy were unconsciously doing the parrot dancing thing. It was great.
Quackity sang something in spanish and Karl and Sapnap made over exaggerated swooning noises.
Skeppy and Bad did a duet. It was as adorable as it sounds.
Some other people also came on stage, belting out songs in such horridly broken voices that I'll spare you the details. Let's just say, nails scratching chalkboards would sound better.
And that was most of the festivities over with.
The last thing on the agenda? A meteor shower. How did they set it up? Clemmy's weird star child thing. The aforementioned girl was huddled close together with her family as they watched the comets streak across the clear sky (all electronics and artificial lights were shut off for the night) and Melohi played from a jukebox in the corner.
Fundy was laying his head in Dream's lap, the other boy was softly threading his fingers through his almost fiance's orange hair while leaning heavily on George and trying not to let sleep claim him as it had the fox (no one knew how this happened, all they were aware of is that the three had disappeared sometime during the sand castle contest only to reemerge having finally talked things through and come to an agreement that they all seemed happy with).
Ranboo, Niki, Puffy and Eret were collapsed in a happy pile just vibing.
The sleepy bois, who were for once actually sleepy, all wore matching flower crowns braided together by Stress's experienced fingers (and Wilbur's rather clumsy ones). Phil and her had managed to come to an agreement of unofficial joint custody after he witnessed Techno embarrassedly lean down to let her place a crown of golden flowers upon his head and saw his internal beam of pride when she called him "handsome".
The boys never really had a mother he mused, maybe she could teach them kindness where he couldn't.
Another surprise addition to the family was the owner of the third pair of wings in the cuddle pile. Phil didn't expect to end up with any more children at this point in his life, but Grain and Clemmy were practically attached at the hip and it felt wrong to even think about separating them.
He only hoped that those two wouldn't cause too much chaos especially when teamed up with Tubbo.
In the end, everyone drifted off to sleep, one by one they closed their eyes on their most perfect day. Praying for whatever might be out there, that they'll have many more moments just like this.
Well,
almost everyone.
Callahan chuckled as he walked back up to his spot with Alyssa farther away from the others. shutting off his camera after cycling through the pictures he took of everyone looking goofy while sleeping (His favorite is the one where Clemmy was very visibly munching on Techno's hair). He may not use those as blackmail but he sure ass hell was going to tease them about it later. He fell asleep there on that hill, drifting off to comforting rest like the others.
After that? Life moved on.
It was chaotic sure, and not perfect.
But it was theirs. They grew up slowly, learning to be kind to one another, how to grow with one another.
Life wasn't always perfect but hey, they had each other. And in the end? That's all that mattered.
#mcyt#dream smp#long post#i am not tagging them all#hermitcraft#lesbianinnit#sleepyblr#sleepyboys inc#hermit!tommy au#fluff#dream smp fanfiction#hermitcraft fanfiction#fanfiction#sleepyboys centric#other people are mentioned tho#trans!tommyinnit#mtf!Tommyinnit
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#ShowYourProcess
From planning to posting, share your process for making creative content!
To continue supporting content makers, this tag game is meant to show the entire process of making creative content: this can be for any creation.
RULES — When your work is tagged, show the process of its creation from planning to posting, then tag 5 people with a specific link to one of their creative works you’d like to see the process of. Use the tag #showyourprocess so we can find yours!
Thank you for the tag Mimi @yiling-recesses ~ it was so fascinating to see how you plan and organise everything and then the editing process as well! ♥
I was tagged to show my process for my Episode 17 Post which somehow got relatively popular, in comparison to the rest at least, so I’m glad to share the behind the scenes of that post in particular. This is going to be a long ride so buckle up friends. ∑(O_O;)
1. Planning
First of all I have to rewatch the whole entire episode before I can even start on anything. So I usually sit down with pen and paper in hand and ready to pause at any given moment that sparks interest. In case there is a quote that sounds fancy enough to represent the episode I write it down, or when I see a scene or just a certain shot that catches my eyes I screenrecord that certain scene and save it in a folder for that specific episode. Over time I accumulate scenes here and there so I already form a rough idea in my head which scenes would look good together or would make sense together. Sadly this also sometimes leads me to have very few scenes because nothing really inspired me, or I end up with only one quote that I wasn’t even too sure about, but I just make the best out of it.
So I basically let the episode itself be the whole drive and inspiration for my edit but I also try to not give away too much in terms of spoilers. So if you were to see it with the knowledge of what’s going on it’s supposed to be hitting a nerve, evoke a memory, or at least make sense, especially given in combination with the quote, but if you were to see this set without the knowledge of what’s happening I’d still like it to be interesting enough without giving away too much of the story. Do I even make sense, mayhaps.
This is usually what I end up with in my folder, sometimes I have about 20 scenes, sometimes 3, so for episode 17 this was a decent amount to work with! [Also please don’t ask why I name the clips like that, they made sense to me in that moment and it works somehow. And yes Wen Qing is the queen and there is nothing to stop her (ﾒ` ﾛ ´) ]
Now it’s time to look through the scenes again that I clipped out and begin with the actual gif making. I use Avisynth to rezise all the gifs to either the smaller squares, the “full” square or sometimes the longer rectangle - honestly I usually do these very much based on what I think would look good in my head and just decide based on that, so sometimes I end up making the same gif again just in a different size because I felt it was lacking impact or ended up looking better in another set. Sometimes I end up not using gifs I made at all ┐( ˘_˘ )┌
2. Creating
Now that I have this huge mess of endless gifs and pretty scenes that would work as a background loaded in my Photoshop I start to assemble. Given the fact that I always use the same 540x540 format at least the step of building a base is uncomplicated.
The first part of the set I made was the lotus lake scene. The moments that were catching my eyes the most were mainly the close ups of the actual plant. Detailed close ups make my heart go boom boom. So I figured they would pair well with a scene where all three of the siblings were in screen to convey this mood of like ‘happy yunmeng trio being silly in lotus pier yay’, especially given the fact that it’s a fond memory of Wei Wuxian in this oh so painful episode.
So I have the base grid I always work with, the gif of our three beloved plus the two lotus close ups. From here on it’s just very trial and error where the still pictures fit best over the gif and I just tweak around for so long until it looks good. Once I am done with the positioning of everything I slap my watermark on it and my default colouring for these sets. Of course the default coloring action I made never works the way I want it to so I end up messing around with it for half an eternity to make all the different colours work together and look coherent which sometimes leads me to colour one single part individually and adding more filters to the background and what not. This is how it looked like in this particular edit ~
For the other two edits I basically repeated the same process just slightly adjusted to whichever format I use [this is already way longer than needed]. When I make the edits with four gifs in the middle I always have to shorten the gifs beforehand so they have the same amount of frames in order to make the whole thing work to begin with. Usually gifs with the same colour palette or same theme work well together so in this case the food and hands stood out to me [hands always do, always]. So I found the perfect set of gifs to work with that and just added a scene of Wei Wuxian in the background as he fell asleep studying the scripts and Wen Qing came to bring him food, since this is a big part of the episode.
Of course we slap on all the fancy stuff on top afterward and tadaa - it’s a gifset.
At last I had the scene of Wen Qing turning her head slightly and I knew from the beginning that I needed to have that scene as a “full” gif as I was just struck with love. I had so many different things I put on top like frames and flowers or tried to put the gif in a certain shape - whatever, it just looked kinda bad - until I found this dragon png and finally had an epiphany. I must confess i didn’t mask out the dragon perfectly to fit behind her but I reached a point of desperation as my creativity of the day left me behind struggling.
3. Posting
Once I am done with all three edits, sometimes only two depending on the amount of clips I saved, I arrange them in Tumblr and check how they look best. This thing alone can take me forever unless I have a set that has a coherent background throughout all of the individual edits so I don’t need to worry about in what order to arrange them. But once I finally decided on that I go back to my notes of quotes and try to decide which one works best in regard to the criteria I mentioned above. In this set the angsty Jiang Cheng had the honor.
For finishing touches I add the link to my other episode sets and all the tags to keep things organized and usually ramble a bit about the process or my feelings. That’s what tags are for, right?
Oof so yeah, that’s it. This turned out way longer than anticipated and I already edited this down...whoops.
I would like to tag:
@huigusu - for this painful beauty
@leonzhng - with this incredible masterpiece
@mylastbraincql - because this post makes me feel things
@fengqing - words can’t even describe
@lan-xichens - this set made me cry
No pressure at all to do this if you do not want to or have already done one before! ♥
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Life Fulfilled
Ok, so it's been years since I wrote any fanfiction, and I've never written a Teen Wolf fic before, I'm so new to the fandom. But this came to me and would not leave my head so...
This is a Sciles fic - it's mainly friendship, but the ending could kinda be read as open to leading to something more eventually. It's set directly after the end of season 2, after Scott and Stiles practice lacrosse.
Scott realises who hurt Stiles earlier in the episode and asks Stiles why he didn't tell him. Feelings ensue.
Life Fulfilled
Pair: Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski (friendship)
Missing Scene post 2x12
Stiles sat in the chair at his desk, focused on his laptop while Scott lay sprawled across his bed behind him. They’d been back at Stiles’ house for nearly an hour after spending the afternoon practicing lacrosse and discussing Lydia and Allison. Scott seemed content to just lie there in silence, but Stiles, restless as ever, had quickly migrated to his desk to research… something.
He blinked, looked at the screen in front of him. Huh. When did he start looking at information on pigeons? No, scratch that. Howdid he start looking at pigeons? Just as he was trying to backtrack through his own thoughts, Scott’s voice broke the silence.
‘Stiles?’
‘Yeah, Scott?’ Stiles responded, spinning his chair around to look at his best friend, pigeons quickly forgotten.
‘Why didn’t you tell me happened to you?’ Stiles’ eyes widened as he stared at Scott, who was now sitting up on the bed looking at him.
‘What do you mean?’ Stiles said, trying to deflect. His eyes darted away from Scott, looking around his room for a distraction.
‘I mean, why didn’t you tell me about what really happened to you, when you got hurt? That night with the kanima, Jackson, you went missing at the game, and then the next time I see you you’ve got a split lip and a massive bruise on your face. Your dad said something about the other team being unhappy about losing, but that’s not true, is it?’ Scott was looking at him so intently that Stiles couldn’t maintain eye contact. He blinked and looked away.
‘Scott…’ Stiles started, but Scott cut him off.
‘I didn’t put it together at first with everything that happened, but then I realised that you weren’t the only one missing right after the game. I lost track of Gerard right before I came back out and the lights went dark. He’d just gone after Isaac, and he threatened my mum the day before the game. Of course he went after you. I should’ve realised when you were missing but I couldn’t…’ Scott trailed off and his head dropped into his hands as Stiles stared, trying to think of something to say.
‘Gerard threatened your mum?’ Ok, not what he’d meant to say. His mouth never did what he wanted it to at times like this and he really needed to fix that.
‘Yeah, he had Jackson – the kanima – grab her in my room, his tail around her neck and said I had to tell him where Derek and the others were so he could get his revenge.’ Scott nearly rolled his eyes – Stiles did.
‘Oh my god I am so over all these crazy dudes and their need for revenge! That is why I didn’t tell you Scott!’ Stiles was trying not to yell, it wasn’t Scott’s fault but the whole situation got him so worked up.
‘What? You mean I was right, it was Gerard. But why wouldn’t you tell me?’ Scott asked, his face showing his confusion. Stiles sighed – he didn’t want to have this conversation with Scott, it was why he’d lied in the first place.
‘It doesn’t matter Scott, I’m fine –’
‘Don’t tell me it doesn’t matter Stiles. What did you mean that’s why you didn’t tell me?’ Scott demanded softly, determination on his face. Stiles bit the inside of his lip and debated what to say. ‘Stiles.’ Scott’s voice was even softer, but still demanding and Stiles knew he wasn’t getting out of this conversation.
‘Because he wanted me to tell you Scott. You think I just got out of there?’ Stiles shook his head and looked down at the floor. ‘He let me go, Scott. He let me go because he wanted me to run straight to you and tell you what he did. He wanted to get you angry Scott. I told Lydia that night that those bruises – they weren’t to hurt me. They were to hurt you. To get a reaction out of you. And I wasn’t going to give him what he wanted.’ Stiles looked back up at Scott.
‘Stiles. You got hurt because of me-’
‘No Scott. I got hurt because of the sick, twisted game that messed up old man was playing. I don’t want you feeling guilty over this, because it’s not your fault.’
‘But if I’d just-’
‘Just what Scott? Given him exactly what he wanted? We’d have a crazy, twisted old man running around with werewolf powers! And the rest of you would be dead. I have no doubt about that. He would have killed you all. So no, I didn’t tell you what he did. You think you have to protect everyone Scott. And I know, I told you that these new abilities come with responsibilities but you can’t – Scott, I was wrong ok? You can’t be responsible for everyone and everything, it’ll tear you apart.’
‘But you’re my best friend Stiles. If anyone is my responsibility, it’s you. You’re not a werewolf, Stiles. You don’t heal like we do, you don’t have the claws or the teeth or the strength.’ Stiles didn’t know if he wanted to laugh or scream or cry.
‘Yeah, I’m not a werewolf, I’m a breakable little human. But you can’t protect me every second of every day. And you’re my best friend too Scott. You want to protect me? It goes both ways.’ Scott opened his mouth to say something and Stiles cut him off. ‘No, don’t start again with the whole I’m not a werewolf thing. I don’t care. You’re my best friend, and I’m by your side no matter what. And I’ll be damned if I let some psycho use me as a pawn against you if I can help it.’
They stared at each other, neither moving, eyes locked in a silent battle of wills. Scott broke first.
‘Stiles, I know I can’t protect you every second of every day. And I know you want to be by my side – you know I want you by my side. I just…’
‘I know buddy. Werewolf healing or not, I know how much it sucks to see you get hurt. And I know, if the situation was reversed, you totally would have done the same thing I did.’ Stiles paused. ‘I mean, I might’ve figured out the truth a lot sooner but…’
Scott laughed – a short, instinctive laugh, but a laugh none the less and Stiles smiled. Mission accomplished.
‘Really? Back to insulting my intelligence? Original Stiles.’
‘Hey, I mean I’m not the one who thought bestiality was the word for a book about magical creatures so, you know, if the shoe fits.’ Stiles’ grin grew and Scott groaned.
‘Oh god. I really hoped you were gonna forget that happened. I looked it up later when Allison told me about your conversation with her.’ Stiles laughed now and Scott’s head went back into his hands.
Stiles rose from his chair and moved to sit by Scott, clapping him on the back before wrapping an arm around his shoulder.
‘Hey buddy, don’t worry. Like I told Allison, what you two got up to in your own time- oof!’ Stiles flopped back on the bed from the elbow to his stomach. ‘Too soon on the Allison thing?’ He queried from his new position.
‘No, dumbass. You know I made a mistake and you know Allison and I didn’t… just… god I’d ask you to drop it but I know you.’ Scott flopped back down next to Stiles and turned to look at him, matching his best friends’ grin instinctively.
‘Yeah, you know I can’t just completely let that go. I mean, bestiality Scott. It’s just… it’s too good.’ Scott groaned through his smile and Stiles laughed again.
‘Just… just never around my mum ok?’ He begged, making Stiles laugh harder. ‘Stiles!! I’m serious! She’d probably believe you and freak out.’
‘Scott.. stop… you’re giving me ideas.’ Stiles continued to laugh and Scott looked at him disgruntled until he stopped. ‘Ok, ok, I promise, never around Mama McCall. Anyway, somehow she’d probably blame me…’ Scott grinned at him.
‘You know, she only blames you for everything because it’s usually your fault.’ Scott pointed out, and Stiles looked like he was ready to argue before he deflated.
‘Yeah, I know. But come on, be honest – how boring would your life be without me in it?’ Stiles asked, half joking, half serious.
‘Life without you? Don’t want to even try to imagine it.’ Scott said, his voice suddenly very serious, eyes wide as he looked at his best friend.
‘Hey, don’t worry Scott. Remember, you still got me.’ Scott smiled.
‘Yeah. Life fulfilled.’
#fanfic#fanfiction#don't copy#sciles friendship goals#sciles#scott mccall#stiles#stiles stil#scott and stiles#scott and stiles friendship goals#teen wolf#teen wolf season 2#please be gentle#scott and stiles are bffs
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just a little something i meant to post days ago oops
Sana should be happy Nico was in such a good mood. The girl had been feeling all the bad vibes her parents had for the past few weeks and it had definitely been putting a damper on her mood. And while Sana had been worried about her, there was too much going on otherwise that she was sort of distracted. But now that her parents had been out for a month with no attempt to contact her, she was starting to feel a bit more comfortable. And now she was just feeling bad for missing out on time with her favorite little girl.
Admittedly, her last few weeks hadn’t been great. Every time she went out she was paranoid she would run into her parents. She would obsessively lock all of the doors every time she was at home, and she had even bought better home security for them. She couldn’t help it, she was so paranoid about everything. Mina and Jihyo had been absolute angels in helping her. Jihyo drove her to therapy and always made sure she was eating enough and doing well. Mina would check in on her every night and hold her when she wasn’t feeling great. Even if Mina was still recovering from her depressive episode, she was still looking after Sana the best she could, and Sana had been so thankful for that. Thankful for her. And thankful to Jihyo too. But during all that paranoia and restlessness she hadn’t been able to spend much time with her daughter.
Sana would admit, at first Nico being in a great mood had been amazing. She missed spending time with her daughter like this where both of them are able to enjoy it without their minds on something else, but she did get tired eventually.
“Mommy!” When Sana came to pick Nico up from school, her daughter had jumped on her. Literally.
“Oof hi baby.” Sana giggled, instantly moving to hug Nico and pick her up. “How was your day?”
“I got jellies mommy!” Nico said excitedly, practically bouncing in Sana’s arms.
“Oh yeah? That’s great. Let’s go say bye bye to your teacher, okay?” Sana asked, moving towards Nico’s teacher. “Hello, thanks for all your hard work today.” Sana always said that to Nico’s teacher. Her daughter’s teacher worked hard, and Sana was always sure to thank her for it.
“Of course. Nico did great today. During recess we played candyland and then during class Nico won our addition competition. She got every question correct.” Nico’s teacher smiled at how much Nico was squirming around.
“Uh-hum! I got jellies!” Nico smiled.
“Yeah you did.” The teacher giggled.
“Well it seems like today was a great day. Nico we need to get home, auntie Momo is making us dinner.”
“Really?!” Nico asked excitedly.
“Uh-hum. Mama and Ka-san are both going to be working late and Auntie Nayeon is with your cousins at their grandmother's house.”
“Yay!” Nico giggled.
“Yup, it’ll be fine. Say thank you and goodbye to Miss Kim, okay Nico?”
“Bye bye Miss Kim!” Nico said excitedly.
“Bye Nico-ya. See you tomorrow.” The teacher waved as Sana carried them out of the classroom. Nico cuddled closer to Sana, wrapping her arms around Sana’s neck.
“I missed you mommy.” Nico smiled.
“Baby you saw me this morning.” Sana giggled, carefully fishing her keys out of her pocket to unlock her car.
“I know. Still missed you.” Nico smiled.
“Wel I missed you too princess. Let’s hurry home and maybe Auntie Momo will let us watch Totoro with her after dinner.” Sana tapped Nico’s nose.
“Yes! Totoro!”
xx
Momo made them yakisoba for dinner, and Nico loved eating it. Sana was just thankful Momo was able to come over and cook, she hated relying on take out as much as she did when Jihyo and Mina weren’t home. Plus, Sana liked the company. Even if she was feeling better, there was still that paranoia from her parents. So having company really helped lighten her mood.
“I heard you got some jellies today kiddo.” Momo mentioned over dinner.
“Uh-hum. I got every question right.” Nico smiled, taking another bite of her noodles.
“That’s great Nic! Your mommy has always been bad at math, do you like it?”
“I teach physics Momo.” Sana rolled her eyes. “I’m great at math.”
“I love math Auntie. Miss Kim says I’m the best at it.” Nico giggled.
“That's amazing kiddo.” Momo smiled. “You’ll probably have your mom beaten soon.”
“Really?”
“Sorry baby. I went to college and learned a lot of math. But if you ever decide you like physics, mommy can teach you it in the future.” Sana giggled, reaching for a napkin to clean off Nico’s face. Nico smiled at her and resumed eating messily. Since Nico was so picky, Momo had made her special yaki soba with just chicken, noodles, sauce, and mushrooms. Nico had recently discovered she loved mushrooms, after finally relenting to trying them when Kazumi convinced her they were going to make her tall. She fell in love and now asked for them in almost everything they made, even if there were times it seemed a bit odd.
“Mommy said we could watch Totoro.” Nico said after a bit.
“Oh yeah? Well I would love to watch Totoro with you.” Momo smiled. “We could get some popcorn, and some jellies.”
“Yes!” Nico was practically bouncing in her chair.
“Only if you eat all of your food though okay?” Momo prompted.
“Okay!”
“Momo we don’t have any popcorn or candy, Mina doesn’t like it when we keep that stuff in the house.” Sana pointed out.
“It’s okay, we can walk to the convenience store. I’ll pay.” Momo offered.
“You really don’t have to-”
“Nonsense. It was my idea.” Momo nodded. “Anyway, Nico be sure to eat all your food so you can have more jellies.”
“Okay!”
xx
Nico was practically skipping the whole way to the convenience store. Sana made sure to keep a tighter grip on her than usual, just to be sure she didn’t run off. After buying Nico’s favorite candy and some microwave popcorn. Momo goes to set up the movie while Sana and Nico make the popcorn.
“How come Ka-san doesn’t like popcorn?” Nico asked as Sana put the popcorn in the microwave. Nico pulled on her hand, holding her arms out to be picked up so she could see the popcorn in the microwave.
“Ka-san doesn’t dislike popcorn, it’s just not good for us. Popcorn is like candy, it’s a special treat.” Sana explained.
“Oh. I like popcorn.” Nico mentioned, looking closer at the popcorn.
“Yeah me too.” Sana smiled, kissing Nico’s cheek. She didn’t know why, but seeing Nico excitedly watch the popcorn was just making her melt. It was just so cute, she couldn’t help it.
“Pop!” Nico smiled when the popcorn started going off.
“Pop.” Sana repeated with a smile. Once it was ready Sana put it in a bowl and brought it over to Momo, who immediately held up a candy for Nico.
“Jelly!” Nico smiled. “Thank you Auntie Momo.”
“Of course Nico.” Momo smiled. “Now come cuddle with Auntie.” Nico excitedly climbed into Momo’s lap, Momo wrapping her arms around her. Sana knew what Momo was doing. She and Nayeon had both been looking into adopting another baby recently. From what she understood, they were looking for a kid slightly older than Nico, but Momo was still using Nico as a bit of practice. Their kids hadn’t been little in a while, and Momo had always been self conscious about spending time around kids. Momo always talked about how perfect Nayeon was with kids, and how much she doubted herself. Sana always tried to reassure her that she was great, but even after raising three kids, she was still unsure of herself sometimes.
After the movie, Momo has to leave to facetime Nayeon and her kids.
“Auntie Momo has to go?” Nico asked, hugging Momo tighter.
“Sorry kiddo, I need to go talk to Nayeon and your cousins.” Momo explained.
“Okay…” Nico nodded. “Here, give the jellies to Neul Unnie, Jae Oppa, and Zumi Unnie.” Nico handed Momo the rest of her bag of candy Momo had bought her.
“Oh Nico this is your candy-”
“It’s for Unnies and Oppa.” Nico nodded.
“Okay.” Momo sighed, accepting it. “I’ll see you tomorrow Sana?” Sana nodded, kissing Momo’s cheek.
“See you tomorrow Momo.” Sana smiled.
“Bye bye Auntie Momo!” Nico waved, giving Momo a tighter hug before letting go and moving back to Sana’s side.
“Let’s go take a bath, yeah?” Sana offered. Nico nodded, practically buzzing from all the sugar she had just consumed with the popcorn.
This is where things started to go wrong. Nico was on a sugar high, a bad one. And Sana was just trying to give her a bath.
“And and during class Somi was telling me that she’s going to be Elsa tomorrow! We can wear whatever we want tomorrow!”
“Oh yeah?” Sana hummed, trying to get Nico’s strawberry body wash onto her, however she kept squirming, which was making it difficult.
“Uh-hum! Can I be Elsa too?” Nico asked. “No no wait, I want to be Totoro!”
“You don’t want to be a princess?” Sana asked.
“No totoro!” Nico insisted. “Totoro has big hugs and I want big hugs like Totoro! Or mommy!”
“Aw thanks sweetie.” Sana sighed. SHe was running out of energy fast. She wasn’t normally like this around Nico, normally she had an almost endless amount of mom energy. But today, she was just tired. She had been emotionally exhausted for the past few weeks and she had given two three hour lectures today before going to get Nico. And right now, she was just starting to get tired fast. And Nico’s fidgeting was not making it any easier.
“And-and I want totoro lunch! With mush-mush, chickin, and rice.” Nico explained. It was adorable how she said mushroom, but Sana was fading too fast to do her normal cooing over her baby.
“Okay. We can tell Ka-san when she gets home.” Sana hummed, still trying to get Nico still enough to put her body wash on.
“Hu-um. And I also want strawberries and watermelon. And and can we see Auntie Chaeng and Auntie Tzuyu tomorrow? I drew a picture of Auntie Chaeyoung’s body drawings! And I want to see Emi Unnie. She lets me draw body art on her!” Sana was happy to see Nico this animated. She was just tired.
“I can see if we can go see them.” Sana nodded, finally getting Nico still enough to put body wash on her. Nico was still talking and Sana was just half listening. She knew that was awful, and that’s not how she normally was with Nico. She just wasn’t in the right headspace. Not yet.
“Having fun?” Sana nearly started crying when she heard Mina’s voice. She looked up, seeing her wife leaning against the doorframe to Nico’s bathroom.
“Ka-san is home!”
“Yeah, I can see someone had a little sugar.” Nico giggled.
“I got lots of jellies.” Nico informed.
“Lots huh? Sounds fun.” Mina smiled. “Now let mommy finish off your bath.” Mina giggled at Sana’s struggle. Nico finally was still enough for Snaa to finish, and once she was done Sana wrapped her up in a towel hug. By this point, Nico’s energy was fading, fast.
“Sleepy?” Sana asked, dressing Nico up in her favorite pink pajamas.
“Nu-uh.” Nico nodded.
“Let’s go see Ka-san, okay?” Nico nodded, following Sana out of the bathroom and towards their bedroom. Mina was on the bed, scrolling through her phone.
“Ka-san!” Nico hugged Mina.
“Hey baby.” Mina smiled, kissing Nico’s head. “I got this. Go take a rest.” Mina mouthed to Sana. Sana smiled at her, watching Nico cuddle closer to Mina. She nodded, moving to Mina’s other side to cuddle her.
“Ka-san, story?”
“Sure. I’ll go get one.” Mina hummed. “Be right back.”
Nico fell asleep in the middle of the story, cuddling as close to two of her moms as possible. Mina and Sana both smiled, kissing Nico before tucking her into their big bed.
“Thanks Mitang.” Sana sighed once they were in the living room.
“Of course.” Mina smiled. “Wine?”
“Sure.” Sana nodded. “Still, I love her so much but I’m just- a little tired.”
“You haven’t been on mom duty for a while now, it’s okay.” Mina smiled, moving to prepare two glasses of wine. “She’s not too bad though.”
“No, just when Momo and I give her candy.” Sana smiled.
“That's why she doesn’t get candy.” Mina reached out for Sana’s hand. Sana held Mina’s hand tightly, giving her a small smile. “She has been doing better lately. She even started eating mushrooms.”
“I know. I’m so proud of her.” Sana smiled. “When is Hyo going to be home?”
“She said less than an hour.” Mina mentioned.
“I can’t wait.” Sana moved to cuddle Mina. Mina wrapped her arms around Sana, holding her tight. “I missed mommy Nico time, but you know what I missed just as much?”
“What?”
“Misana time.” Sana smiled. “And once Hyo gets here it will be perfect.”
“I can’t wait.”
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