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letstrywritingmaybe · 3 years

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List of CoAi ideas (I really need to find titles for these too) that I may or may not ever get to depending on whether or not I get out of this slump:

1. I want all the AUs so of course I want a tinder fic. Like how fun would this be! I’ve actually put a lot of thought into this but the muse isn’t biting *sigh

2. Listen I’ve been screaming about a FBI verse fic foreverrrrr yall my otp would be unstoppable and the best partners!!! Hello? This I’m still iffy about, but undercover work is a must. Idk if they should both be part of the FBI or (I’m leaning towards the second idea) it’s just Shiho being a bamf (what a queen) but then it’s more like a bodyguard verse, which I’m not mad about either

3. Loves, we need more fake dating fics, I’m obsessed with this trope! Especially with the context of CoAi! So obvi no antidote route (my personal bias) what better way to keep them from squicking over love interests who are ten years younger than by being in a fake relationship! Like sorry child who is way too young for me cause I’m actually in my twenties and you’re like 12, but I have a girlfriend/boyfriend already! It’s perfect! Except this is a fanfic about my otps falling in love so it becomes real. Oops

4. Second chances, there was a tumblr post I reblogged and it just gave me feels. Imagine this tragic otp getting together and then it doesn’t work (I know. I cry.) BUT they try again, cause listen they’re endgame to me and if they’re not I will die. I swear. While I do love the whole distance makes the heart grow found and she leaves him in search of herself… in this verse I prefer the idea that they’re physically together but emotionally distant, which is wild for them. Like what??? It’s the whole is this a comfort ship or the real deal type of thing

5. Choices, I don’t exactly have a solid idea for this one, it’s just vibes. It’s soft and majorly inspire by my black and white otp. My queen’s life is so tragic, like she never got to make her own decisions and be selfish you know? So let’s give her the chance to make her own choices and live a little

6. *sigh the duet fic that I’m like halfway done with. No it’s not a CoAi duet fic cause he could never, but it is a CoAi fic. Plays with the idea of fate vs. logic. Which is just such a thing for me with this otp

7. Omm another tumblr post, so a deal with the devil except it’s an Angel instead. So typical of me. Though the more I think about this one, the less I’m fond of it

8. Another deep sigh… the sleeping fic… everyday I wonder if this should stay grey or change to gold. The sheer golden otp vibes this one gives. *sigh

9. The lying verse! Or rather just a powers one that I briefly mentioned during CoAi week. Ai can lie flawlessly and have everyone believe her, but Conan is her foil, he detects truths. There’s so much to plan for this one though… hm…

10. How did I forget part two of the I Only Lie When I Love You verse? Aka I Wish I Cared Less (because Royal Blood owns me and highly influenced this verse). What’s annoying is I pretty much have everything outlined, I just don’t wanna write it. Have I mentioned I hate writing? It’s so much more fun to be a fangirl who gets to read fics! (But this is the one verse I’m committing myself to finish before I decide what to do with this fandom)

11. We will gloss over my two attempts at writing smut. I’ll post it one day okay. But idk when.

12. Because I’m a dork I just want to write a fic titled Case Closed. It fits with my weird obsession over titles that start with the same letters. I have a vague idea and always intended on making this my first multichaptered fic but my muse had other plans

13. Not really an idea but I liked the idea of a numerology series. Like give me a number and I’ll make it CoAi. Imagine all the possibilities!

14. The idea that’s low key been consuming me… a lovers to enemies to lovers fic. Established relationship then some shit happens and my queen suffers so now she’s convinced everyone is out to get her. Specifically him. Soy sad. Imagine the love of your life trying to kill you every chance they got? I can’t man.

15. What I would like to be the last fic I ever post for this otp, with my favorite type of ending. The transition from confessing to taking it back, except can you take it back? I like you… I don’t like you.

#I’ll expand on some of these but this is my sorta list #there’s some ideas I don’t write down. I prefer to daydream about them instead #I’m like do I tag this? nah. maybe I’ll tag the flushed out ideas #I really don’t want to write any of these though. I would just like to read them #cynply dreaming out loud

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the-darklings · 3 years

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coa one year later & self-reflection

(*drags out a creaky metal chair and plops down on it heavily*)

Hi. It’s me, ya boi skinny--

Wait, wrong one. Do over.

Hi, it’s me, Kat, and I’m not dead. Clearly. Today being one year anniversary of COA has kinda put me in a reflective mood, so I guess I decided to sit down and just...talk about some things, thoughts and feelings I’ve been bottling inside for a hot sec. Especially given how radio silent I have gone on here and people deserve a bit of perspective.

And before anyone starts worrying, it’s all good, and I’m still around and currently in good health for the most part.

So, let’s take it back to the start. Regardless of how dramatic it may sound, we need to go back a year for that.

By technicality alone, COA actually turned one year old on October 12th. That’s when the first part was posted. However, the reason I’m treating today as the aforementioned birthday is simple: I had no intention of this story ever being more than a short two-parter. I told this to the discord gang already but COA was only going to have two parts. V was going to die in Tokyo and the rest of the story follows glimpses of John throughout the movies and it’s her ghost that haunts him. Skipping ahead, it was going to have a bittersweet ending of John eventually dying, having completed his task, only to be greeted by V, Daisy and Helen in the afterlife. A peace of sorts. Then, I realised that, well, no. I have more to say on this world and intrigue about this placeholder character V kept growing.

November 1st happened and I made a very last minute call to continue COA but with the added pressure of doing it during NaNoWriMo 2019. And boy did I. Most of the story was figured out during that very intense month. I posted Part 2 on this day a year ago because I was so eager to share it. Perhaps, in retrospect, a bit too eager.

For those of you who may not know this, I work as a writer full time for my actual every day job. I’m the main writer for an original webcomic called In the Bleak Midwinter on Webtoon.com and have been for almost two years now. Getting what is essentially your dream job is amazing. I’m very lucky on that front but it also taught me stark realities of having your job and only hobby overlap. It’s a dangerous creative mix. Especially because I was not used to being constraint in what I create or the feeling like I have to please anyone else. Writing as a job is a whole other avenue of creative exhaustion. I love my job a lot and am very, very lucky to have it but it doesn’t change the fact that those initial stages made me fall back on COA a lot for creative freedom that I craved so desperately. To an unhealthy degree looking back on it now.

But going back to November last year. NaNo time. I did it. Finished on the 24/25th I believe. A juicy final count of 52k+. All while maintaining a weekly update schedule for a fic that usually hit around 10k per update, if not more, even during those early days. Add writing an original story on top of that. Writing every day for hours on end (we are talking 10-12hr days) without any time for other hobbies or time for myself in general. I kept pushing and pushing and pushing. Losing weight and sleep in the process. I think the thing that convinced me that I should continue doing so is the fact that the outpour of support for COA ended up surpassing anything I ever expected or even dared to hope for. I’m not a huge numbers person but the outpour of love and just sheer investment in the story and characters blew me away. John Wick fandom is on the smaller side and has been going through downtime when I posted COA so my expectations were...well, small tbh. I like keeping expectations low to avoid any disappointments in general. But I’ve also always had an issue of being a massive 0 or 100 kind of person. If I love something, it consumes me. In this case, it brought me as much joy and freedom as much as it was steadily pushing me towards the ultimate crash.

That being said, I can’t thank you all enough for every comment, like, reblog and message and fanart. You’re the reason I got this far. With your support. It brightened some really dark days for me.

But.

To be frank, it’s never been about you guys. I never wrote or pushed because I felt like I had to appease anyone. That creative mindset is pure poison and I long since learned to let go of it. I kept pushing and kept working myself to the bone because I liked it. I liked how reading peoples’ responses made me feel. I liked the addictive nature of reading all the comments and theories after an update. I loved the idea of brightening peoples’ days and giving them something to cheer them up after what might have been a shitty day. Even if that was at expense of my own time/well being. But for a long time, it wasn’t. I love writing a lot but facts remain facts.

It was beyond unhealthy and burnout wasn’t a question of if but when and that when was approaching at neck-breaking speed.

So we come to the end of November. Part 4 has just come out. People were invested and I was invested alongside them. I was just finishing up Part 5 which (back then) was the biggest single chapter I’ve ever written and god I still recall my sheer dread because that was the beginning of Santino being established as a LI. Looking back on that now, it’s downright hilarious how worried I was about the reception of him and V together after John.

So honestly, I hit burnout at around Part 8. Because that’s the first time I recall struggling with writing a chapter. Part 8 came out on December 28th. I had a brief break for holidays. But my mistake was not taking longer back then. Because I continued writing with a barely healed burnout. Followed by almost a year of struggling and continuously creating through that state. It wasn’t like I eased off the pressure, either. Oh, no. The chapters grew in size, the world and the characters with it. AUs amassed quickly and while I adore every single one - again, I didn’t know how to pace myself well enough.

I’m spiteful though. The more the chapters struggled the more I pushed against the burnout. By the time Chicago arrived, however, I knew I was in trouble. I ended up writing 43k+ in a span of 2 months, I believe. And while to some it may not seem like a lot given the time frame, it’s a lot when you’re burnout to a crisp & writing an original story for work + deadlines. Which I was burned out and then some. Chicago was something I was looking forward to writing for months. I have built it up since Part 4. It was a long time coming. So while I’m still proud of it, I would be lying if I said that some scenes were not sacrificed for the sake of keeping to my invisible schedule that no one but me actually cared about. You guys have always been patient. I never felt pushed into anything. It’s always only ever been me doing the harm.

Chicago was the downwards spiral for me mentally. I felt like I was failing to live up to my own expectations. That people were drifting away from it. I was plagued by the thought that the story I poured so much into was falling apart and growing weaker. Which this has always been an issue with me: I am my own harshest critic. Always have been. In fact, I’m a downright mean little fucker when it comes to just tearing at myself. I know writing is for fun - and it is - but I still like the idea of being proud of my work which only made everything worse despite the love each update received.

This takes us to the beginning of June. Specifically, June the 2nd. Or, as I like to call it: Kat Makes Another Impulsive Decision but This One Actually Works Out For the Better. On this day, I created the COA Discord server. And damn, I’m not sure what exactly I was expecting when I did ngl. I did it for fun and as an escape more so than anything. But somehow it ended up being the best decision I made in a long while. I know some of you are reading this. So love you lots, dorks. It’s such a privilege to be able to call so many of you my friends even outside of COA now. That little community has given me some of the best memories from this year and helped me to crawl out of my own metaphorical pit I was stuck in. Mentally, I’m doing much better than I did beginning of this summer. Which could be summed up as a constant self-hatred cycle and a feeling of inadequacy.

That, however, does not mean my burnout magically disappeared. If anything Chapter 17 just put a nail in the coffin so to speak. 2020 has been a shitty year just across the board for obvious reasons I don’t need to go into here but that can only partially be attributed to my mental state. Chapter 17 was...exhaustive. To say the least. But I was determined to stick with my vision and not split it up. I was also starting to be a bit more forgiving towards myself in terms of how long I may take to write it thanks to guys on discord though the feeling of failure and worry never quite faded fully. I’m proud of Part 17. Truly. But that was also when I hit rock bottom creatively on COA. It drained me completely.

I tried writing Part 18 for weeks after, day in and day out, not getting past the first scene and hating every word I wrote. So I took a deep breath and stopped. Figured I let it marinate and wait instead of trying to piece one of the most crucial chapters in this story like some Frankenstein monster two sentences at the time.

So my solution was simple: give myself some distance from it and write other things. Get my spark back. Of course that’s always a good idea. Having multiple creative escapes is the best thing you can do for yourself creatively. There was just one tiny little problem.

I was still burned out. Still am. The problem went deeper than just being burned out over COA. I was burned out over writing itself.

Which is an issue for a person who only has writing as a creative outlet.

I don’t have any other way to express myself. So I was stuck in a runt, trying to write because it’s the only thing that makes me genuinely happy even when I really shouldn’t have. And let me tell you. It’s a shitty fucking feeling. My burnout worsened. I had a thousand ideas but every time I tried to get them down it felt forced, fragmented, and weak. Repetitive and dry. Now, this is also in part because English isn’t my native language, so my vocab is limited as a result, but I hit that sweet rock bottom in that regard, too.

So, I worked on V (but in her OC form Clara), Lucien and The Elites. All those characters have grown so much since you last read about them. I have multiple original projects planned down the line that will feature all of them existing in their own world, with their own stories and no longer constrained by JW canon.

Which, finally, takes us to the end of October and beginning of November 2020.

I was convinced that the best course of action was to do NaNo again but with an original story this time (involving V). Suffice to say, it took a grand total of maybe 5-6 days and hating every second of writing it while also feeling like this project I’m so passionate and excited to write (still am) is just...going down the toilet to be blunt, to realise I may have made the wrong call.

Still, the stubborn ass that I am, I pushed through. Convinced I can get into it if I just keep going. The realizations that I am sharing with you right now won’t have been possible if it hadn’t been for a rather curious turn of events about a week and a half ago.

I recently bought a gaming laptop, all in preparation for Cyberpunk 2077 dropping ofc. But, in the meantime, I kept recommending a game to a friend on the COA server. That game? Far Cry 5. (It’s a blast to play btw, just a side note.) And playing it brought back all the feelings of nostalgia from the days when I used to write for that fandom. So I revisited some old work. Checked the stuff I never published and that has been sitting ducks in my docs for months and hoo boy. Let me tell you it was a vibe check of the worst kind.

The stark difference in the prose and the ease with which it flowed was...startling. It made me remember why I love writing so much and how proud I used to be of what I wrote back in the day. Which is not to say I’m not proud now, but it was just such a sharp dip in quality it was impossible to ignore.

So I didn’t.

I paused NaNo, moving it to another month. I paused writing for everything but work, which with our season coming to an end I will also get a rest from soon, too. I kinda paused in general. For the first time in a while, I finally forced myself to switch off. Rest.

The reason why I haven’t been on here is simple: guilt and not having energy to be on here. I like making my blog a safe space for everyone. Similar to escape it has become for me. I couldn’t pretend I was fine when I wasn’t. I felt obliged to perform and being here became exhausting. I haven’t been checking my inbox. Haven’t done much of anything except occasionally dropping by and reblogging a random post so people know I’m alive.

And that’s that, folks. That’s where I am currently. Resting. Completely exhausted mentally but resting. Getting my energy back.

So where does that leave us, huh? If you read this far, dunno what to tell you. Thanks, I suppose. It’s still odd to think people actually care about my existence sometimes.

I know what you’re likely thinking, too. So does this mean COA is never gonna be finished? What is gonna happen to it? Are you abandoning it?

The answer: no. 17 out of 25 chapters and 250k+ in, I’m too far in not to give it a proper conclusion. Not because I owe it to anyone other than myself. I want this story to be a stepping stone for my future as a writer. I want to prove to myself that I can get this done and finish it. As of right now (as you can no doubt tell with how long it’s been since last update) it’s on a soft hiatus while I rest. This rest? Not sure how long it may last. Right now, my plan is till mid December at which point I will reevaluate. Ideally, I finish the year with an update. But my New Year’s resolution is to finish COA. That timeline has become a little more murky now but, again, ideally it’s within the first quarter of 2021. Will that happen? I don’t know. And I don’t want to make false promises, either.

All I’m saying is that it will be done. I’m just no longer sure how long, exactly, it may take me to reach that Epilogue. I don’t expect many people to stick around for however long it may take me, but if you do, thank you. Truly. I really and deeply mean that.

So what’s on the cards for this blog in the meantime? Well, CP77 is coming out in under a month (if it doesn’t get moved again lmao rip) and I expect that to be my soft return to posting my writing on here again. We will see where the muse takes me, if at all. Regardless though, I’m excited.

One doctorate thesis later, here we are at the end of this really long rambling session. I hope that this has given you some perspective on things going on behind the scenes. I spared you some of the gorier details but I think this post has been long overdue. I suppose I, myself, was just too unwilling to face these things despite knowing about them deep down for a while now. I’m too self-critical not to notice but acting on correcting this behavior has been a whole other matter clearly.

Thank you for reading this post, my writing in general, and supporting me. I’m not going anywhere. I’m still around. More is on the way in the future. I’ll be seeing you all real soon. And all my love to all of you.

Love,

- Kat.

#kat speaks #blog psa #i suppose

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suhmayzooka · 3 years

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Drop your daisuga thesis monarch

asking me about daisuga on iwaoi day smh

oh well....if you insist.............oh no my hands are on my keyboard............i guess i have to talk about daisuga.............

the thing about daisuga is i feel almost everyone ships it but not many people have it as their number 1 otp, you know? i actually discovered the otp:true search function on ao3 just to filter out allllllll the fics that have them as a background pairing. there is a dedicated daisuga fanbase responsible for some of the loveliest works i’ve had the pleasure of consuming, but aside from them a certain majority of hq fans completely mischaracterize daisuga and then have the nerve to complain about daisuga based on their mischaracterizations!!

“daisuga is boring” ???? “daisuga is heteronormative” ???????!?!??!?!?!?!!?!?!?!??!???!?!?!?! i feel like non-daisugaists live in an alternate world because how. HOW do you look at daisuga and have THESE be the top two thoughts that come to mind??

there’s this amazing compilation of some canon moments so i won’t rehash everything there, just pointing to it because this!!! this is not boring!!!!!!!!!!!

people look at daisuga and see the parents of karasuno, off to the sidelines while the main relationship has its ups and downs. and that’s okay......but daisuga literally have their own angsty story too!!! they’ve got some drama!!! they’ve got some development!!

WHO stayed with karasuno when the team was the flightless crows??? WHO stayed on karasuno after the failed second year ??? WHO stayed on the team after the fallout with asahi and noya ?????? when everyone was thinking that karasuno had lost its glory, that there was no hope left in sight, that they should give up and quit, WHO STAYED ON?????? WHO WAS DETERMINED TO SUPPORT KARASUNO NO MATTER WHAT???? DAICHI. AND. SUGA.

they could’ve quit. at multiple points. but they DIDN’T. they support each other and they support the team. when daichi suggested quitting the team after they lost to seijoh WHO encouraged him to stay? SUGA.

AND. HOW. IS. DAISUGA. ANGST. FREE?????

SUGA’S WHOLE CHARACTER ARC IS ABOUT FEELING WORTHLESS. HE’S SURPASSED BY KAGEYAMA. HE’S IN HIS FINAL YEAR OF VOLLEYBALL AND HE’S NOT EVEN ON THE TEAM’S STARTING LINEUP. HE’S GIVING OVER HIS POSITION TO A FIRST YEAR WITH ZERO EMOTIONAL/INTERPERSONAL SKILLS. do you know how HUMILIATING this is??? how ASHAMED he feels???? he’s the vice captain, he’s supposed to be the guy people look up to, and instead he has to hand it all over to a NEWBIE. he’s selfless and able to recognize it’s for the better, but STILL...

holy FUCK, in my opinion this is the opposite of the boring flavorless team parents thing certain people make it out to be. people praise haikyuu for its realism and attention to characterization and development, but somehow when it comes to suga they look away ??? your uwu sugamama has this whole arc going on, did you all forget??????

and daichi KNOWS. hE KNOWS SUGA FEELS INSECURE LIKE THIS. SO HE GOES OUT OF HIS WAY TO HYPE HIM UP. that proud “well, suga is a pretty darn good setter!” scene plays in my mind at random times.

rent. free.

he treats suga so gently. so sweetly. so much care and devotion in everything he does. suga’s always looking out for the team, but he’s always looking out for suga. in return suga’s the only person who really gets daichi. he’s the only one who can lecture daichi!!! because they have that bond, that trust between them, built ONLY OUT OF THEIR STRONG RELATIONSHIP AND BELIEF IN EACH OTHER.

and while i’m on the topic. can we talk about the way fandom depicts suga?

a bunch of hq characters have this fandom portrayal that’s so completely different from their canon personalities (e.g. fanon kuroo’s a sex god, fanon hinata is an innocent baby who can’t do anything. etc etc). but MY GOD. WHERE THE HELL DID SUGAMAMA COME FROM???? the suga that I KNOW isn’t an uwu soft angel who loves his little children....he’s a fucking CHAOTIC MENACE!!!! yes, he’s warm and kind to the first years, and is well-liked by the team because of this (he may not be an exceptional player, but he’s able to get karasuno to a good point when they play because of the respect and trust the rest of the team has in him).....but he’s also really mischievous?? and playful?? and just overall this really cool example of “hey, this guy seems like a nice, responsible upperclassman—oh shit, no he’s just as wild as the rest of them.” the guy. is EIGHTEEN. he’s an EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD DUDE. HE’S NOT A MOM. HE’S A SHIT WITH A HEART OF GOLD. he’s not running up to his children like “oh no! my poor babies! whatever have you gotten yourselves into?” he’s the INSTIGATOR.

OUR FIRST IMPRESSION OF SUGA IS HIM HELPING KAGEYAMA AND HINATA SNEAK INTO THE GYM FOR PRACTICE???????? THIS IS YOUR SOFT ANGEL ‘no swear words dear children~!” MOM???????

canon suga would bully fanon suga.

BUT HE’S STILL. SWEET. HE’S SO KIND. THERE’S STRENGTH IN KINDNESS. HE CAN BE BOTH. AND CERTAIN FANS DON’T GET THAT AND INSTEAD JUST BOX HIM INTO BEING A BORING HOUSEWIFE. AND THEN COMPLAIN ABOUT HIM BEING BORING. BRO .... FURUDATE DIDN’T MAKE SUGAMAMA THAT’S ALL ON YOU.....

KINDNESS!!!! DOES NOT!!!!!!!!! MAKE SOMEONE BORING!!!!!!!!!!!! FLAT CHARACTERIZATION MAKES SOMEONE BORING AND SUGA!!! ISN’T!!!! A FLAT CHARACTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT’S NOT EITHER/OR IT’S NOT ONE OF TWO EXTREMES!!! he’s a BADASS but he’s also KIND!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW!!! IS!!!!! THAT!!!!! BORING?!!!!!!

anyway back to daisuga.

suga is NOT some weak-willed housewife who can’t function without his husband. HE’S the one constantly knocking sense into daichi!!! they need each other, in the least codependent way.

daichi’s,,,,, a bit of an airhead??? he’s so obivious to yui’s feelings omg it’s so painfully funny to watch. and isn’t,,, isn’t he ALSO a bit of a mess?? i know i didn’t hallucinate him SETTING OFF THE FIRE ALARM WHILE FIGHTING WITH THE BASKETBALL CAPTAIN??? HELLO??????

BRO??!?!?!??!??!? THIS is your uptight responsible boring father figure??????

suga knows daichi’s a damn dork. he TEASES him about it because yes.....they have jOKES. they BANTER?? SUGA’S THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN DO THIS TO DAICHI.

and in return, DAICHI is the one who can really understand SUGA’S insecurities.

daichi keeps suga grounded (side note i learned daichi’s name means earth which is so fitting because he’s literally the strong core of the team....he holds it all together and that extends to suga).

and then people say they’re “boring” for being “bland and domestic?”

do you know what domesticity is a sign of?? a foundation of TRUST. a longstanding buildup of learning each other, of adjusting to letting another person into your life and heart. of letting yourself feel love and be loved in return, to a point where you don’t need flashy signs of love or extravagant displays of affection. because you know that you love and you know they love you back, and you know that it’s the deepest love from the innermost part of your soul that won’t fizzle out because you’re not constantly on edge, waiting for the next big event in your relationship. because you know that the love you feel now isn’t dependent on anything but the time and dedication you’ve put into cultivating such a relationship, and you make the decision to keep loving even if it’s “boring” or not as “exciting” as before. it’s not about sparks and butterflies at the sight of your partner anymore, but a steady assurance that this is the person who makes you feel like home.

that’s daisuga.

daichi keeps suga grounded, but suga keeps daichi looking onwards.

and that’s why, no matter what, daisuga is the relationship i have always come back to in my seven years as a haikyuu fan. it’s not about feeling the sparks of passion. it’s about feeling at home with the person who understands you best.

#daisuga #daichi #sugawara #haikyuu!!#meta #asked #anon

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malepresentingleg · 3 years

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is it 2013 again? cause i have a rant about teen wolf coming and i feel 16 y/o.

so due to dome heavy procrastination I've consumed a lot of teen wolf content, i skipped a bunch of episodes and a lot of scenes in the ones i haven't but i still have some Thoughts TM

it's good??? i had a Good Time watching, it was funny but intense and dark and i felt Feelings watching, some of the plotlines were meh (or maybe i just skipped them heh) but a lot were interesting and i loved the characters and their interaction

scott. my sweetheart. my baby. such a cutiepie, such a great protagonist 10/10 i love him and would die for him. he's so pure and cute and his little smile melts my heart. i love how he's fundamentally Human no matter how non human he is. he's a great character all around and i kinda wish they didn't do that shit to him at the end (imma get there) or treated him like he ISN'T the protagonist for such big parts of the shows

people KNOW. Stiles knows from day one, allison finds out soon, his mom finds out in season 2! the sheriff in 3, and they just become part of the gang and can help them with stuff bc they UNDERSTAND. shows like that get really tiring when the teens constantly lie to everyone around them and it was very refreshing. the running gag with the coach ruining things tho was funny and I'm ok with it.

Ok this is mellisa appreciation time. she's SUCH a great, complex and unusual mom-of-hero character. i absolutely love her and her attitude, i love how she's not simply being used as a tool to cause scott pain (just.. sometimes) and their relationship is parenting goals.

also isn't it fucking hilarious how she's a nurse but she just knows everything medical. she's also a surgeon and a mortician and a doctor. ik it's for plot reasons but it funny af.

in general women on the show.. had a lot of potential, i love them, but i hate how they were treated.

allison was all around great imo, her and scott's relationship was built very well and was two sided from the start (unlike... yeah), she has emotions, she's smart and brave, but also human and scared, she kicks ass and, again, exists outside of Scott's GF status (mostly). andddd they killed her. idk if the actress had to/wanted to leave or it was a pure writers decision bc they needed to keep just her father or something, but that would have been ok if not for all the other things

we have 3 main kickass ladies with powers- lydia, kira and malia. lydia spent close to FIVE whole seasons not knowing anything about her abilities/not knowing how to control them. cmon, it gets old. scott masters his powers after a season or two (and had control a lot sooner), parrish finds out what he is like half a season after it becomes relevant etc.

malia- do i need to explain? she was CONSTANTLY struggling controlling her abilities, no matter how badass she supposedly was. and kira oh boy, they did her dirty, didn't they?

kira was such a cute adorable character. i loved her and her little crush on scott and wanting to make friends and being freaked out about relationships, i love her discovering her past and heritage and learning to fight and gaining control and becoming a badass. but. what? they just undid all this? oh no the fox is taking over she has no control no agency of her own she needs to disappear for years now bye :( again, idk if the actress needed to leave but it was so unsatisfying and was insulting to the character. she wasn't even mentioned later a bunch like allison was, just they needed her mom for a plot tool and didn't even acknowledge it was her sword they were breaking. uhm rude?

LET WOMEN HAVE POWERS AND BE AWESOME WITH THEM. and not just minor/bad characters thanks.

i love the concept of a pack on the show and how you don't have to be a werewolf to be a part of it, how scott becomes a true alpha and how he cares about his friends. i kinda feel like in later seasons him being an alpha was more talk than show which like /: meh. like i said, he stopped BEING the main character, just talked about as if he was.

i love how friendship is valued, but i think it could be more.. i mean the scene in the motel, all season 3b, scott and lydia, all the girls with each other.. i love it. too many times tho it "wasn't enough" and only romantic love worked which SUCKS. in 6a i was so happy scott went in to try and remember stiles and the memories hit me right in the heart. then when it "wasn't enough" i was SO pissed and frustrated goddammit. i guess that leads me to the next point-

ships, should i talk about ships? i don't want hate in my asks but oh well it's been a few years maybe there's no fandom to care. I'll start with the end

malia and scott. what. the. fuck. when, out of fucking no where, they had like a lingering look or something i was just "nope. no thanks". and then every scene they had together i had to cover my eyes bc it felt so wrong and bad and awkward. jesus. no build up at ALL, they're like family, i just. ew. no. it felt way too much like "oh we gotta pair off the leftovers" or "the main character can't end up single" well guess what, he fucking can. it was. god. i can't even explain the disgust. when he needed to heal and all she had to do was kiss him ugh. it felt so fake and empty of meaning. i would 100% prefer for it to be stiles (I'll get there) or his mom who snapped him out of it.

melissa and chris, i could get aboard with that. def cute, def weird af since his dead daughter was dating her son but, well.

stiles and lydia is a ship i have conflicting feelings about. i absolutely hate the concept of "the nerd" is in love with the popular girl since freshman year and he's borderline being a creep ("oh but it's stiles! he's a dork and he's harmless" no.), completely obsessed with her and she ignores him but then they end up getting together.. i mean, it sends a bad msg to obsessed boys about how it's worth it in the end, and it makes the whole relationship feel unbalanced from the start, makes her reciprocation feel unatural. BUT, i have to admit the show did kinda make me warm up to this ship by the end, curse them. it was kinda cute. i wish there was more mutualness before it became such an important part in 6a tho.

just gonna put it out there: malia/kira and lydia/allison. i wish we saw more girl on girl interactions in general but the ones we had were very good, great dynamics.

i won't get too much into it but i.. i don't ship st*rek. i understand why they're the biggest ship (two white hot boys that interact with each other, i mean.), and i see the couple of fan service-y moments the show throws at us but just. they don't have my heart, i don't really care about them. not the characters, the characters i absolutely love! (tho this watch i skipped most of season 1 and 2 and 3a and i think that's where derek is the most asshole.. didn't he do really bad things? idr) idk if you want a bad character on the way to redemption with someone you should ship liam and theo who had way better shippy chemistry imo, even tho their ship probably wouldn't be healthy given their dynamic history, huh.

the ship that does owns my heart? scilies. I'm a softy when it comes to best friends to lovers, and their bond and relationship is just. so. pure. don't get me wrong, i love me a good platonic relationship, but there was just one to many homoerotic interactions between them for me not to ship it, hard. (not to be that person but my guess is that if Scott was white it would have been a way bigger ship, but who knows?) i love their love, i love they would do anything for each other, and i feel like there were a bunch of very missed opportunities for them in later seasons :(

so representation. this feels like a show that is trying to be Woke TM but it's not going so well. the main character is supposedly latino but it's never ever addressed. idc about "oh we want a world without prejudice" you can still fucking address it. i mean they went to Mexico a couple of times, stiles keeps saying "Mexican cousin" i mean. god. give us something. did i mention scott was told he'd make a great "nazi youth" ..

and you don't need to be a genius to see the most characters are very white or at least very white passing. and when you don't address their non whiteness they might as well be..

i already mentioned how poorly i feel kira was treated, but also mason, who is a wonderful character, gets no depth? we know nothing about him other than being gay and smart pretty much.

i also spoke about the women already but, they were really really great women characters, but not enough of them, not enough that lasted.

there's not much to talk about disability bc it just wasn't on the show. the only blind character was healed which. /: same with epilepsy and asthma..

i think the show is probably very proud (ha) with their LGBTQ+ rep bc they're like "oh let's make this insignificant couple gay bc hey nbg". examples are lydia's grandma, La Bete and marcel, i think nolan and jiang were exes and then nolan and gabe were a thing? idr if it was explicit. the couple of girls in the tent.. probably a couple more. it's nice, def better than all random couples being straight but that's not satisfying as rep.

Danny was great. i think he and ethan were.. cute? i think he was awesome, i loved danny so much and was very excited to learn he KNOWS at the end of season 3 and was waiting to see him join the pack. instead he fucking disappeared?! wtf. #WhereDidDannyGo

brett was cute rep, especially being bi but i feel like it could go into the insignificant pool which, again, is better than nothing.

mason and corey i just don't have strong feelings about. they were definitely cute and I'm glad they were together, i love mason A Lot. i think this relationship could be explored more, or at least the characters could be explored more to give this relationship more depth.

very interesting how there's no wlw canon couple, not even hinted. just fan servicey hot malia kira dance which /:

not to mention transgenderness. god can you imagine the interesting plotline of transitioning while being a werewolf 0:

i think the rep i was most happy about was ethan and Jackson. even tho i don't think there was build up or clues in the first couple of seasons, I'm happy for the actor who i know was struggling with coming out publicly, and it was very fun and refreshing for the ending. even if we got very few scenes with them the dynamic was 10/10

the biggest problem is obviously stiles. i just don't understand why, if they're so supposedly progressive, they went to that length to queerbait without following through. the whole gag of wanting to be attractive to danny and to gay guys, the whole "aww danny want to have sex with me that's so nice", the whole "do you like guys too?". it's a gag. his alleged bisexuality is the butt of a joke, and it pisses me the fuck off. they don't have to make it a big deal or have him get a bf for it to be official. it wasn't subtle subtext. it was a CHOICE. to put a spotlight on his sexuality but not deliver. -100/10 would not recommend.

also they could talk about his mental health more.

and about Scott's, please and thank you.

and everyone's.

i had some more feelings, like villains changing sides without getting a proper redemption and having no consequences, the wholesomeness of the sherriff and mellisa being each other's kids second parent eichen house (wtf??), and more, but i think i wrote enough for now.

tl;dr- good show with A Lot of problems, will always have a place in my heart bc I'm a nostalgic gal.

#teen wolf #scilies #scott mccall #stiles stilinski #allison argent #kira yukimura #malia hale #lydia martin #rant #fandom #werewolves #I'm sorry i couldn't add a read more thing on mobile but I'll edit it when i get the chance

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artgirllullaby · 5 years

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Murphy’s First Date

*Arrives late with a Starbucks frappucino* I won’t even ask because being late is now my thing so *shrugs and slurps from frappucino*

Well, after being forcefully transferred non-officially to my new position in my work, my time to write has been reduced (not to talk about the whole stress that consumes my energy to write) so when inspiration/motivation hits I literally have to go overdrive before it expires. Which is why I’m not joining many fandom events, sorry guys.

anyways, this is inspired on true fact events that happened this weekend at home which got me to think “what if was Starco” and it got me giggling so much to think that I have to write and share this. And since the shoe fits, why not join @starco-week Day 1 and try fill in again? :D

So let’s go!

Fun fact: The part that was inspired in true events it’s in the tags, but I recommend you to look only after reading the whole thing ;)

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Murphy’s First Date

Marco let himself drop on Star's fluffy carpet. With the towel still on his head he tried to hide his face from her, frustrated on how the day went from awkward to a holy level of mess.

It was their first official date as a couple, but everything went down in the most awkward ways. First with both their parents wanting to tag along, it took them a run along the mall to lose them and get somewhere else, then they ran into Janna who was monitoring the date through one of the cameras in his hoodie. So while getting a new shirt and hood, they run into Ferguson and Alfonso, who decided to pay help Marco which was nice… until they left for their DND meeting and Marco realized they switched bags, leaving him with a elf costume he had to wear so Janna stop looking into his date.

So they finally get to tacos and made their order… And then Jackie and Tom arrived and sat by their table trying to find comfort and completely missing the fact it was a date by them (Marco couldn’t blame them when he’s wearing a freaking elf costume) because, one had a huge fight with her girlfriend and was afraid they would break up, and the other got stood up by his date. So instead of eating more tacos, Star and Marco ordered them to go and tried to calm down both the friends who were crying their hearts out and stuffing their faces on tacos.

That is, until Jackie girlfriend showed up and talked to her and they were making out right then and there (At this point he didn’t even know if he wanted to ask for them to take another table or just leave) and Tom's date (Janna?! Say what?!) Showed up eventually since she was late trying to fix her TV ("thanks, Marco." She had said and suddenly it got him that their date was spying on his somehow.)

It was almost night and things were a mess, but it was OK! Because he got Star, she was happily walking beside him holding his hand and they had some tacos to eat somewhere nice and finally things could be fine!

That was, until the thunder and sudden downpour went on them.

Holding her hand tightly and trying not to slip on the streets as everyone run for cover, Marco got in his house and search for his key… Which was on the hoodie he threw away with Janna embodied camera. He hitted his head on the door angrily as Star tried to call his parents by no results.

His parents got home ten minutes later finding them soaking to their bones as they waited by the door, trying to take cover in the little patio build there with no use (it almost could shelter one, two people was impossible). The Diaz opened the door to them, Star's parents walked in right after them carrying Mariposa under an umbrella.

He took a looked on the tacos in vain before throwing them in the trash for being soaked and ruined.

But the worst part, the worst of it all wasn’t the awkwardness, the shame or everything that went wrong. The worst was when he got her a towel and was about to tell her to take a shower to get warm and she began to sneeze.

Star got sick.

They stayed out in the rain for too long and she just had because a normal human, so it was only natural she as her body wasn’t used or weren’t prepared for such things as getting soaked in sudden cold rain, of course she would get cold!

And now here they were, sitting in Star’s fluffy carpet in the room she left ready for her visits in his house, as Star had her hair dried by her mother, curled under a blanket his mother gave and a hot drink (probably some mint tea by the smell of it) to try help her to avoid getting anything deeper than sneezing from cold.

Marco sighed frustrated as ever throwing the damp towel away as he finished drying his hair and left it a mess.

"Are you mad?" Star asked cautiously.

"Of course I am!" Hiding his face between his hands he confessed to her "I was right all along, I was a terrible boyfriend to Jackie and I a worst boyfriend to you!"

"Wait, what?!" Star put her mug with the tea down and took his hands away from his face "Marco, what are you talking about?"

"What am I talking about?! I am talking about this our first date as a couple being ruined!"

Star blinked at him "What?"

"Come on, everything that could be wrong today had gone wrong!" Marco pulled his pajama shirt up to hide his face "From our parents, to Janna, to Ferg and Al, to Jackie and Tom to the stupid rain and now you’re sick! I’m the worst boyfriend ever!"

Star smiled ever so lovingly at him, remembering how she fell for this dork. "Marco, you’re not the worst… You’re the best ever."

Gently, Star pulled his shirt down until it was down his neck and she could see his face again, but he avoided her eyes by looking to the other side.

"It’s not your fault… Actually I think it’s mine."

"What?" Marco asked confused looking at her.

"Well… I didn’t really think of this as our first real date or anything… I mean, dates are for couples to know each other and bond and we already have all that, we have for a long time… So when you told me we would go out, I thought it was, more casual hang out and stuff. So I told our parents and I might have let them think they were invited because wasn’t anything special… Like, you said ‘we’ as The Diaz and The Butterfly, not as Star and Marco."

"Oh…"

"Sorry, I should have asked before talking to your mother and kinda letting her think the same thing."

"No, it’s ok…" He sat up thoughtful, "I think I also should have let more clear, I never mentioned about movie and dinner, now that I think about it make sound like hanging out… I wanted to make it kinda like a surprise, but I should have at least let you known I wanted to be just the two of us.” He smiled at her.

Star nodded and went on, "Then about Janna… I asked her to record it." Marco blinked at her several times too shocked to speak, so she went on "I… Once she said about the cameras, I thought would be nice to have some recordings for us, so I asked her to record… But when you found out you got so freaked out I couldn’t tell you! So… I just let on mine." She looked at her lace pin soaked and frowned "But I doubt something survived the rain."

Marco rested his hands in top on hers and caressed gently "I guess, I did freaked out more than I should have…"

"You guess?" Star chuckled

"Fine, I screamed like a little boy wetting his pants for finding monster under his bed." He sighed "Recordings are fine, but we can do that ourselves Star. We can take pictures, videos and whatever else you want. Even contract Janna, but let me know first, OK?"

Star nodded and held his hands, "Then… There’s Ferguson and Alfonso."

"How you have anything to do with us switching bags?"

"Cause I was trying to recover your hoodie and the camera without you noticing, so I dropped the bags, but both looked the same and were zipped, I didn’t have time to look cause they came and I had to guess, so I went with the lighter one because I thought his costume would be heavier!" Star facepalmed herself "When you checked and I realized the mistake they were already off. I had sent a text for them, but they were on the road until few minutes ago, Ferg said he will get your hoodie back to switch."

"I don’t care much about the hoodie, I just didn’t want to make you feel a idiot walking around with a guy dressed as a elf for no reason… But didn’t work much."

Star laughed "I guess it didn’t."

Marco smiled and sat closer to her passing his arm around her shoulders and giving her cheek a gentle kiss that made her giggle.

"Wait, you don’t have anything to do with Jackie and Chloe’s fight, do you?"

"No! No, no no no. That was just an unfortunate coincidence for real. Though Janna did get late because I had asked her to go get the camera you threw away" she smiled ashamed.

He smiled painfully back, "Yeah we gonna need to make it up to Tom somehow even if I ruined without knowing. He deserve better."

His girlfriend agreed and held him closer, "I thought you got angry because after you threw the hoodie away you lost your keys and got wet… And I know you hate wet socks. So I was afraid to speak and getting it worse… I’m sorry."

He smiled at her and rested his forehead on hers, "I was angry that the date went wrong and you were getting wet. I was never angry at you… Well, maybe a little bit now, but it’s already gone knowing you meant well."

Star smiled at her boyfriend leaning up and touching his lips with her own on a longing kiss before snuggling into his embrace wrapping them both in the blanket.

"You know, we don’t need anything else. This is good."

Marco hummed in agreement caressing her back, "Yeah, this is fine… As long as I have you it’s OK."

Star smiled "With or without dates, we belong together" she giggled.

"That was super clichê" Marco laughed.

"Shut up."

For a while they stayed like that. Getting warm in each other arms and being just comfortable in each other. And for that moment Marco realize he really was too stressed on what he wanted them to be instead of what they are and taking that into the natural way. Star was right, they had their relationship a long way already, some things did change now they were a couple, but they become a couple by who they were and that could not change; if so what would be the point?

Yes, they had flaws and things to solve as any other, but they were just in the beginning and sincerely? Marco couldn’t wait to see what was to be in future.

They rearranged their position and he turned on his notebook in her room, choosing a movie to watch undercovers with her, and to be fair? This was as good as any date they could have. Maybe wasn’t fancy or epic, but they had each other and they were having fun watching some silly movie in the comfort of the home, and that was good enough for them. So what? They didn’t need anything else, opportunities for all the other stuff would happen eventually.

As he thought about all that, taking her shampoo essence and handing her tissues when she sneezed a few more times, he heard it. A squishy sound, so soft and low he almost missed if wasn’t for the silence in the room as he was selecting another movie.

"Star… Did you just fart?"

Suddenly looking like a red tomato, she looked down completely embarrassed "I-I guess that Taco didn’t get me so well… Sorry ha ha"

Marco laughed, "It’s ok, it’s very normal-" he was about to comfort her, when he stopped mid sentence and felt the smell looking at her horrified "I take it back, it’s not normal."

"What?"

"Star, you’re rotten" Marco said getting out the blankets.

"Marco!"

"Air! I need air!"

"It’s not that bad!" Star pouted getting more embarrassed.

"You can get worse than this one?!" He said surprised as he opened the door.

"Stop that!"

"Oh my God, Star!"

Star facepalmed herself, she was really being fart-shamed by her boyfriend? "Marco Diaz!”

"Marco!" Rafael called from the living room "What is this rotten smell?! Did you find the corpse of Mr. Cinnamon?"

Star wrapped herself under the blankets hiding embarrassed, as Marco replied "No, dad. Star just farted!"

She looked out the covers with a look that said betrayal to what Marco didn’t see as his back was to her.

"Oh my, that was a powerful one." Angie commented.

Marco suddenly took a moment to realize "Wait, corpse of Mr. Cinnamon?"

"Yeah, your hamster in Fourth grade stays for another time, Marco. Fix your girlfriend!" Rafael replied murmuring about turning the fans on and home essences.

Marco turned around and got attacked with a pillow by Star "I can’t believe you told them I farted!"

"What?!” He replied as he defended himself as he replied “They could smell!"

"Ugh! Marco Diaz, you’re the worst!"

Marco began to laugh as he knew she wasn’t serious just extremely frustrated on her embarrassment. Now this was more like them, switching from a sweet moment to awkward to laugh.

It would be a long and fun journey.

"We spiraled high on a gust of love!" Marco began singing as he got a pillow to defended himself of her pillow attack "And I knew right from the start, nothing could tear us apart… Until the day you farted hard-"

"Marco Ubaldo Diaz!" Star screamed at him angry. He began to fall down as if he was being dramatically defeated.

"-and now it’s too little too late!"

Oh oooooh

#starco #starcoweek5 #star vs the forces of evil #star butterfly #marco diaz #star x marco #starco fic #fanfiction #my fics #day 1 #awkward first date #can't stop laughing #this happened with bro and his girlfriend at home #but instead they laughed off #but i am anosmiac so i don't feel smell #so while was happening i was there like ??????#artgirllullaby #w5d1 #only later they told me she farted and i undertood what he meant by 'i almost didn't get out the room alive'#and dad asking is someone left the junk open and threw something rotten in there #and mom laughing in her room (across the house) saying is was a power she should iuse wisely #for those who don't know asnomia it's a olfactory deficiency #so I don't fell scents or smells well or most of the time (normally 98% of the time I don't smell anything #I can breathe and all #but I can't smell #but because allergies I still react to perfumes and other stuff by sneezing like crazy so I know when someone is wearing cologne or perfume #yeah life is weird #and apparently that is the thing that saved me from having a hard time surviving the 20 minutes the smell was around the house???#enough tags

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nessadoodlin · 7 years

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The Space Between Us

Fandom: PokeSpe/Pokemon Adventures

Pairing: RubyxSapphire (aka franticshipping/RuSa)

Word Count: 2809

Summary: What would have happened if Rayquaza hadn’t brought Ruby and Sapphire back home to Earth at the end of ORAS? (UA, Sapphire’s POV)

Notes: Hello everyone! So I hadn’t written a fic in years, and I just got this idea randomly one night, so I thought, “hey, why not try and write it out and see what happens?” Yeah, I’m not sorry for the angst again.

(special thanks to these dorks for being my reviewers!! @disnerdpoketrainer @trimystic @blackspies12 @chocochan015 @brindillebon and there might have been a few more if I forgot you let me know I’m sorry but it’s late and I’m tired so I’m just gonna post this now hhhhhhhhh)

A brilliant show of falling meteorites flooded my vision as they descended towards Earth. The sight was so surreal, like a dream that I did not want to wake up from. The feeling was exhilarating, yet terrifying as the shards of space rock hurtled around us. Holding on tightly to Ruby’s hand, I softly gasped as I beheld the magnificent view before me. He was right, despite the danger this was definitely better than the meteor shower show we would have seen at Mossdeep.

After a few minutes, the remainder of the meteorites finally dove towards the Earth’s surface.The horizon cleared, and all that was left in sight was Ruby and myself. I turned towards him when I heard him mutter a soft “Wow” from the radio in my suit’s helmet.

“That was amazin’,” I mused back, unable to think of anything else to describe the spectacle.

Looking back at me, he remarked, “‘Amazing’ is an understatement. That was stunning.”

“‘Amazing’, ‘stunning’, same thing,” I retorted playfully. Ruby chuckled at that, and I followed with a small giggle of my own.

The moments after were silent, except for the sounds of our breathing, so I took that time to really take in our surroundings. Looking out, I can see the Earth, and the Moon if I turn my head a bit, but other than that, nothing. Absolutely nothing, save for the distant stars that speckled the dark blanket of the universe. In that moment, I had realized after all of the strife, battles, heartbreak and anxiety that had led up to this moment, after all of the fast paced action and decisions, it was all over and was now so... eerily quiet. The empty expanse of space suddenly consumed my being, and the frightful feeling of suddenly being entirely alone started to creep up my spine.

Impulsively, I gripped Ruby’s hand tighter. Noticing this, he turned towards me.

“Sapphire?” He tentatively began, “what’s wrong?”

I took a quick glance at him to meet his eyes, then turned back to the great expanse before answering, “Oh, nothing. It’s just… being out here like this, it kinda makes ya feel small, y’know? And there’s literally nothing out here except us... It’s a little scary if you think about it.”

Ruby then firmly gripped my hand and said, “Yeah, I guess with us being the only two people up here like this, it is really unnerving.” A few more seconds of silence passed before he stated. “Well, Sapphire, in that case, are you ready to go home?”

Taking one last glimpse at the Earth, I reply, “Yup, I’m ready to go home, Ruby.”

In unison, we both placed our opposing hands on the Link Cables attached to our suits, and waited to be teleported back to Earth.

…

However, after a few minutes, nothing happened. Alarmed, we both looked at each other in panic as we tried to put our hands over our Link Cables again. After a few more failed attempts, fear started to roll into my core and I began to tremble. I could feel Ruby shaking through his fingers in our joined hands, possibly feeling the same amount of terror that I must be feeling.

A few seconds later, Ruby called out into the radio, “Shoe Maker? Mr. Devon? Can anybody hear me?!”

We listened carefully for any sort of reply, but our cries for help were not heeded. My eyes darted around, searching for an answer as to why our calls were not being answered. I looked at Ruby’s suit, then back at mine, and realization struck me.

“R-Ruby…”

“What is it, Sapphire?’ he frantically replied.

“Our suits…” I muttered, gesturing to his chest.

Ruby looked down, and gasped in shock as he realized what I was referring to. The control panel on his chest, including the Link Cable, was smashed in. I looked down to my own panel, and I saw the destroyed Link Cable sitting there uselessly.

“They must have gotten damaged when that Pokemon from the meteor attacked us,” I mused, not being able to tear my eyes away from the carnage of my panel. My mind spun, trying to think of something, anything, that might be able to get us home. After thinking for a bit, I blurted out, “Wait, where’s Rayquaza?”

We both turned around, searching for the green serpentine-like Pokemon. As time passed, Ruby and I realized it seemed to have vanished, for it was nowhere to be found.

Ruby turned to me and stated, “Maybe since it figured it had finished its role in destroying the meteor and defeating that space Pokemon, it decided to go back…”

In disbelief, I exclaimed, “But didn’t we form a bond with it? What’s that all about then?!”

Ruby looked away from me as he said, “Maybe it was just up until it destroyed the meteor? I don’t know, Sapphire…”

Another pregnant silence fell between us. The pit of my stomach sank as I mumbled, “We’re alone out here then, with no way to get home…”

“There’s got to be something that we can do, there’s got to be a way!” Ruby cried, desperation laced in his voice. “Something…”

I try to think of something, but nothing comes to mind. I am cut out of my thoughts when I hear a sniffle from the radio, so I look over to Ruby. His bangs covered his eyes, and his fingers clutched onto mine.

“Father is going to really be mad at me for making Mom sad, isn't he?” He let out a small, sad chuckle, but immediately after he clenched his teeth. I could tell he trying to be strong.

Feeling my own tears welling up, I look down as I choke out, “It’ll be hard for my dad to live on his own… he's never had to before….”

“And Emerald and everybody else….” Ruby added mournfully.

It became too much to bear that the both of us turned into sobbing messes. I pulled him towards me, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed, bringing us so close that our helmets bumped together. Ruby reciprocated with a tight grip around my suit around my waist. We just held each other desperately, clinging onto the other person with everything that we had. In this lonely, empty cosmos, we were all that we had left.

Even though our entire worlds were crashing, tumbling down into oblivion right before our eyes, in Ruby’s embrace I felt… safer. I felt as if our little bubble of space could freeze time, and we can stay like this, holding each other forever. Everything stood still for a moment, and an inkling of a thought of us being okay floated in the back of my mind. I found myself believing that as long as we stayed here together, something would present itself and everything would be fixed. I desperately hoped a solution would show itself.

Tightening his hold on me, Ruby sobbed, “I’m so sorry Sapphire, I promised that we would go back to Earth alive, yet…”

“No, don’t apologize Ruby, this isn’t yer fault… I followed ya here myself,” I murmured.

A few more sniffles between us passed before Ruby continued, “Heh, guess this really did turn out to be a self-sacrificing story, huh? Even though I said I would never give up my life for this…”

“Well, if it weren’t for us, everyone would’ve died, Ruby. And if we were gonna die anyways, might as well just be us, not the entire world.”

He hummed in response. Then, a tiny red light started to flash on one of the lights on our arms. A robotic voice cut in, repeating, “Oxygen levels low, oxygen levels low, oxygen levels low…”

Upon hearing that, time stopped. My heart plummeted as I looked into Ruby’s fear-filled eyes. In that moment, we both knew that our fates had been sealed in the message of the lights. Soon the warnings faded away, and we were suddenly thrown back again into harsh reality.

“Looks like we don’t have that much time left…”

Hearing that confirmation from him caused my voice to catch in my throat. I didn’t want to believe it. All that we’ve been through, all of our adventures, all of the time we shared was suddenly going to come to an end. I didn’t want to let all of that go. I wanted to go back home with Ruby, to Emerald, my dad, everyone. I didn’t want to die out here without seeing all of them again!

“Well, since it seems like we’re running out of time…” he started, “I should probably tell you this before it’s too late, Sapphire.”

His gaze pierced straight through me, looking sincerely yet desperately. His breath hitched, as if trying to find the right words to say. Then, after pausing, he says, “Before we… go, I want to tell you that I…,” he took a deep breath in, preparing himself for what he was about to say, “I like you, Sapphire.”

Before I had a chance to react, he shook his head, “W-wait, no. I love you, actually. I really, really do.”

Initially taken aback, my jaw drops. My face goes unbelievably red, but I shake it off. My intuition already kind of saw this coming a while ago. I look back into his eyes and reply, “I know, Ruby”.

Now his face takes on a red hue, and his eyes widen in shock. “You knew?! What do you mean? I’ve never said it to you before.”

The corner of my mouth raises a bit into a smile. “C’mon, the whole ‘I don’t wanna be separated you, so become Lore Keeper with me!’ speech you gave earlier? I kinda figured it out then, ya dork”.

Ruby averts his eyes away from me, clearly embarrassed. I let out a small chuckle, then I add, “But thank you for saying those words Ruby.” My face goes red again, as I consider my words, “A-and, I’ll confess to you again. I love you too, truly. If I were to die with someone, I’m glad I’m with you, until the very end.”

I bury my head into his chest, my cheeks against the rim of my helmet. He places his gloved hand on the top of my helmet, hugging me closer. “I’m glad I got to be with you too, Sapphire.”

Suddenly, another automated voice interrupted us. “Warning: five minutes worth of oxygen remaining.”

The world, or, the universe, is cruel I discovered. I had waited so long to be held by Ruby like this, to finally tell him my true feelings (again) and to live happily ever after. Sure, it’s finally happened, but… I won’t even be able to feel his touch anymore. I won’t be able to intertwine his hands in my own, to run my fingers through his hair, nor would he be able to run his through mine. I won’t be able to caress his cheeks, or lean my head on his chest to hear his heartbeat. Why did we have to confess right here and now, when I won’t even be able to reach him anymore? Why are we finally together now, when we won’t even have that much time left together anyways?

“I-it really stinks…”

“What, Sapphire?”

“I-I mean,” I stuttered, “we won’t be able to feel each other while in these suits…” I gulped, “No matter how much I may want to, we won’t even be able to...”

“To what?”

I splurted, not being able to get the words out right out of sheer embarrassment, “Y-y-you know…”

“Well, what?” Ruby prodded.

“Urghh.. D-don’t make me say it!” I cry out, burying myself into his chest more.

“How do you expect me to know what you're saying if you don't say it? Just say it, Sapphire.”

“To kiss, ya idiot! For goodness sake!”

Heat rushes into my cheeks, and I look down away from his gaze.

“Oh…”

“This is why the universe is so cruel. I really want to kiss you, but I can't… And, we’ll never be able to.” I sniffle, and a tear begin to fall. I make no move to try and hide it, as I know I can't even touch my own face to wipe it away.

Looking down to me, Ruby softly mumbles, “I’d love to kiss you too, Sapphire. Especially to make those tears of yours go away.”

We held each other again, internally lamenting what we couldn't reach. We were so close, yet far from reach. A few minutes later, the dreaded voice returned. “2 minutes of oxygen remaining…”

“You know, Sapphire, we still can. That is, if you want to.” Ruby stated in a low voice.

I released myself from his chest and looked at him in confusion. What did he mean? There was no way we could, since we had helmets in the way. What could he be thinking that could get around that obstacle?

“Whaddya mean? There’s no way we could with our helmets.” I looked into his eyes, searching for an answer to his claim. “The only way we could is if we…” Staring longer into his eyes, I realized what he had meant.

Oh.

I see now.

The idea kinda scared me, I’m not going to lie. I was contemplating it, however. But, was Ruby absolutely certain about that?

“Ruby… are you sure?” I questioned.

“We’re gonna die anyways, so I thought I might as well spend my last moments with you. So yes, I’m sure about it if you are.” Ruby said softly.

He did have a point. We had a little less than 2 minutes of oxygen, and our situation is looking hopeless at this point. Plus, I would probably find myself regretting spending the next few minutes not doing it, which would then turn to never. So I contemplated it for a few seconds, and came to a decision.

“We’re going to need two hands for that,” I stated.

“Oh, just wrap one of your legs around mine. Then when we’re done we can change back to using our hands.” he answered.

Following his suggestion, I intertwined my legs with his, establishing a firm hold on each other so we don’t float away. Giving his eyes a quick glance, we released our hands for the first time since we’ve been thrown out into space. Letting go of his hand made me realize that we were really about to do this, and I became a little scared. However, knowing that I’ll at least get to feel Ruby one more time before departing put my anxious heart a little at ease. I raised both of my hands to my helmet, grasping the base of it.

“Hey Ruby?”

“Hmm?”

“... Just in case you won’t be able to hear me after this, I just want to say that I love you.”

“I love you too, Sapphire, now and always.”

With that, I breathe in one more time, then exhale. I then released my helmet, and the last thing I hear is the pressurized hiss of the remainder of my oxygen dissipate.

Immediately, everything started to hurt. My eyes and mouth felt as if they were boiling, to a point where it was excruciating. My vision began to blur, but I reached my hands for Ruby, and as soon as I felt him I swiftly pulled him towards me. I crashed my lips onto his, trying to cherish every precious second. I felt him placing a hand behind my neck, so I in return cup both of his cheeks with my hands. I bring his face closer to mine, deepening our lip lock. Despite not being able to breathe, fading out of consciousness, and my heartbeat slowing, I didn’t want this moment to end. I wanted to be able to be able to kiss Ruby again after this, I wanted to be able to tell him that I love him again, to maybe go on a date, have a future together. But this kiss is the closest thing I would ever get to any of that.

Feeling weaker by the second, we slowly pull away from each other. I start to get blotchy vision, barely being able to see Ruby’s swollen face. I see him starting to lose consciousness too, trying desperately to hang on just a few seconds more. The pain has become numbing at this point, and I know that our time has almost come. Weakly lowering my swollen, numb hands to his neck, I try and hang onto this feeling for as long as I can.

However, I feel my mind slip back to unconsciousness.

“I’m happy… that we could be together ‘til the last moment…”

I feebly say against his neck, although I’m not sure if he, let alone anyone, could hear me. Then, I fade completely into the darkness.

#pokemon #pokespe #pokemon special #franticshipping #trainer ruby #trainer sapphire #nessies fics #nfa;ljef;jr;ojalf yeah i know a lot of it is cheesy but i actually kinda like it #for now #im gonna hate this in a month watch #but yeah i hope some of you might like this reeeeeeeee

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Alright so I guess I gotta say it but I'm so fucking tired of the salt fandoms cold takes that are parroted over and over like a fucking echo chamber.

Like the "I wish the show would go my way" angle has been a bad one from the start and if some of y'all know me from other fandoms, y'all know why it's a bad take.

It's not good for a show that already has a plotline written to go off track at times to cater to their audiences bc most of the time that's pandering, which ends up in mostly catastrophic events and rarely ever good ones. Like y'all parroting the same "Alya shouldn't have known Mari's secret, Luka should know" "this ship should be endgame" "the show is copying from (x) piece of media/fanon" are all bad takes and these are why

Point 1: Alya is honestly a good contender for knowing Mari/lb's secret mostly bc 1: she's one of the first temp heroes, she's shown herself as a good person many many times (and if y'all bring up chameleon, try to think about the fact that she was the new kid in school at first and now Lila is, and bc she didn't know about her alterior motives, she stood up for her, the same way Mari did for her) point 2: Alya and Mari have known each other for a much longer time than Luka and Mari. So no amount of stuff ppl will keep saying will make sense bc it would make more sense to trust someone you've known for a longer while than someone for a shorter.

Point 2; the whole "this ship should be endgame, then it'd be a better show" bs has been getting on my nerves from the start cause y'all don't seem to get why that's a bad thing. The showrunners don't usually consume fan content for a reason, it's bc of what happened with star vs, star wars, and many other shows before that where ppl kept pandering (and if I gotta say this again I'll honestly go actually fucking insane, a fan theory coming true is not copying! It's picking up on clues that've been laid out by the writers that ppl realize tie into the story, stop letting stuff go to y'all's heads.) And well we know how that turned out right? Ppl either complained about svtfoe for how long and well it's self explanatory about the latter bc they *had* a planned story but decided to discard it in order to pander to get money. Also I've been getting tired of the "the show is copying" cold take bc y'all are just talking about tropes. Tropes have been used since the beginning of time ex: evil version of a character, the heroes journey (which has been utilized in almost every form of media) redemption arcs (and sometimes ppl in this fandom and others need to realize that it takes a long time for a person to truly get redeemed, and most of the time, item induced redemption doesn't always go, it can also be oneself or person induced, but I digress), fall of hero arcs (basically the opposite of redemption), etc, and y'all gotta stop acting like almost every single thing that happens in this show or others is copying bc most of the time it isn't, it's just tropes.

So tldr: I'm honestly tired of ppl misinterpreting stuff from the show for bad faith crit, and I'm tired of ppl trying to act high and mighty/holier than thou when it comes to writing and the pandering problem salters have in this fandom.

Edit also I may have forgotten to mention this but salters really need to have this hammered into their heads since most won't say it, but it doesn't make you cool when you keep parroting shit over and over one, and two if I gotta hear one more thinkpiece about why this show or many others I've listed are bad I'm gonna go actually crazy because of you dork ass losers who either get mad when one show hasn't even finished yet and the others have gotten hate for menial or shit made up on the run.

#crit #I'm posting mostly bc I'm so fucking tired of hearing the same ass cold takes from this fandom alright #and most of the time it's from ppl who have no sense of media comprehension or ability to crit without bringing some form of bigotry or #made up shit into the mess #ml fandom critical #ml fandom salt #miraculous fandom salt #ml salt #miraculous salt #i stg most of the in this fandom is just the bad faith kind that only exists to arise reactions out of ppl #and honestly some ppl really have gotta go out and smell the air if they keep going this way

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