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#it’s so hard to find people sometimes who are kind and meaningful and intentional with their life
blessthishouse · 1 year
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loosescrewslefty · 2 years
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Important question: What do you think all the Hexsquad's love languages are? You seem like the kind of person who could answer this question well.
Going to phrase this answer into two parts for each character; First covering the way that they SHOW love, and then by their preferred method of RECEIVING love.
Luz: Words of Affirmation, Physical Touch
In terms of showing love, Luz SHOWERS the people with compliments, praise, admiration, and encouragement. She is determined to make sure that everyone knows how amazing her loved ones are, especially her loved ones themselves. Even when she can't talk properly, she still tries to find ways to tell the people she loves that she adores them.
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But when is comes to receiving love, Luz prefers that her loved ones show, rather than tell her. Hand holding, embracing, kissing, physical touch is something Luz CRAVES from her partner, and she is always her happiest when she gets it.
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Amity: Acts of Service, Words of Affirmation
Amity is a very goal oriented person, and when she loves someone she becomes hell bound on making sure that THEIR goals come to fruition too. She is determined to prove her love by helping the ones she cares for, sometimes even to the point of overstepping, because in Amity's mind helping someone accomplish things is the best way to show you love them.
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When receiving love, however, Amity is a sucker for Words of Affirmation. She didn't get compliments or verbal affection much from the places where it most mattered growing up, so hearing someone tell her that they love her, that they appreciate the things she does, and that they still love her even when she fails or messes up, makes Amity an absolutely giddy mess, as we clearly saw when Amity was told that Luz thinks she is "Cool, Classy, and Smart"
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Willow: Quality Time, both ways.
Willow likes to give and receive love the same way; through spending time with one another, making happy memories together, having meaningful talks, and shows of support and comfort. That why, to Willow, it doesn't matter when things go wrong or plans don't work out so long as the people she loves most are there with her on the journey, and they can look back at those moments later together. Willow is at her most miserable when she is all alone, or when those around her won't listen to her, and really appreciates being treated like her presence is important to her partner. She likes to know that they will take the time and effort to include her in moments of their lives, no matter how big or small, because she is important to them and they want her there, and she in turn goes out of her way to make sure that the people she loves know that she always has time for them, no matter what.
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Gus: Acts of Service, both ways
Much like Amity, Gus believes that the best way he can show that he loves the people in his life is to prove himself useful to them, and much like Amity not being able to be useful to the people he loves makes him feel frustrated and depressed.
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But Gus has deep seated anxiety about being used/lied to that make it hard for him to trust that people are being honest to him, and often feels stressed that others expect him to do or know more, since he is so advanced for his age. So having others who see him struggling and stop and take the time to help him back up is something he cherishes deeply.
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Hunter: Gifts, Quality Time
Hunter has long been taught that actions mean very little, if they do not get results. So, for Hunter, the best way he thinks he can show his love is to give the people he cares about things that they want. It doesn't matter how he gets them, as long as he can give them something that'll make them happy. We saw this early in his determination to give Belos the Selkiedomus, Palismen, or the Portal Key. We saw this in Hunter's determination to win the Flyer Derby match for his teammates, and then protecting them from Darius. And then again, when he helped save Gus from Adrian. His intention is typically less about providing aid like you see with acts of support, and more about making sure that the people he cares for receive whatever they want, gift wrapped with a ribbon on top.
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But when it comes to receiving love, Hunter most appreciates Quality Time. His entire life, Hunter has been made to feel replaceable, ignored, or unwanted. Being around people who not only want to be around him, but even PRIORITIZE him in their lives and enjoy doing silly nonsense with him means more to Hunter than words could possibly express.
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madamescarlette · 1 year
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Eden you are my Webtoons mutual so I must know if you have been reading Like Wind On A Dry Branch because I need someone to scream to me about Killian and Rieta
!!!!! HI MARIA! Yes I do indeed read Like Wind On A Dry Branch and have in fact been doing so since day 1! (They got me with the sweeping cloaks and the courtly speech I must admit.) I think I said some time ago that I love that it's kind of like this portrait of somebody who has been so shattered in virtually every aspect of her life that she has become even less than dead inside, and how it's the story of her slowly blinking awake again and coming back to life.
It's been some time since I've read the beginning of the comic-- honestly this ask might be the perfect reason for me to go back and reread it all- but one thing I've truly loved and appreciated about the art style/form is that we as an audience can see how Rieta's eyes slowly strengthen and clear over time, and how gradually life and color have returned to her face. I just found that to be such a boon of the medium, since through the written word you can only convey so much of that, but I love that you can slowly see her making more expressions and looking more intently and consciously at things than she did before. It's just!!! so sweet to me because it reminds me of the Persuasion 1995 factoid where it was shot in chronological order to show the change in Anne's mien over time. She gets to come into her self and that's so loving to me!!
I will also say that for me, it is fully one of the best written stories running on the platform right now- I'm honestly astonished by how much care and attention has been poured into its story and world and characters; which is not to bash the other surrounding comics but sometimes I really read comics more for the love of art + quick doses of story than for story depth which if I miss it I can find if I read a book instead! But it's kind of shocked me with how...like...not in a rush it is. The story threads for what happened to both Rieta and Killian have clearly been presented to us as an audience from the beginning, and yet it clearly goes over the facts of those events over and over from a variety of different views, and as a lover of a gradual story I adore that! As a whole, it seems very even-keeled and very caring towards its characters, and I have so much respect for that.
Also, to tag along with the things that have shocked me with how much I like in it, I honestly adore how much gravity and sincerity they have towards the immortality of people's souls. This is probably definitely due to my lenses on that want to see everything diffused with the light of my faith, but I LOVE how the most recent arc has treated Kilian's relationship with his mother. As is the case with a lot of fantasy these days, I have to kind of approach it with a forgiving mindset that there's a cultural worldview now that our souls just kind of disappear, but (SPOILERS LOL feel free to press J to skip this post) the fact that so much of Killian's guilt and heartache as a person has been based around the fact that he was so, so frightened of having hurt his mother's soul when she was resurrected against her will, and also that he firmly believes that a soul shouldn't be tied to this world forever and ever but should pass on when their time is come...is one of my weirdly most comforting takes on fantasy necromancy that I've read in a series in quite some time.
(I also just read Sabriel recently for the first time and I think that compounded on how hard this particular revelation of Killian's hit me, just in the sense that like, the dead are full of people who love us and they want us to live whilst we have the time to do so, and then they want us to walk forward and that's full of love too, it's just personally very meaningful to me this year what can I say.)
I know you sent this ask specifically about Killian and Rieta, but to be honest with you I love them so dearly I don't have quite the words to express it!!! They're just something so true and deep and rooted that I can't quite comprehend but I love how everything about them has turned out. Quite frankly their dynamic is one of my favorite examples of restraint being used in fiction at the moment and I have so much love in my heart for how slowly the pace has gone for them as a pair because somehow....that makes it seem all the more real to me and I'm glad for it. The two of them remind me of that one quote (maybe by Chesterton? I can't quite remember but very him energy) that says when a couple are paired together they knock on the door to eternity; there's a great deal of inherent gravity to them as a pair because from the get-go, Killian in particular has approached Rieta as an equal and a human being and eventually as his dearest friend in the world, things I think romance in general could really benefit from as a genre. I also really, really appreciate that he's a fairly grounded person with a normal amount of self-assurance expected of a grown man, but not so much that he ever causes her unnecessary pain, in fact he's so conscious of her and her well-being that even a mother could not be more nurturing him imo.
Which I guess leads me to my next point, which is I think what really makes the series shine, what makes them make sense and what has honestly kind of shocked me most about the story as a whole is, well, Killian himself. I'm a great lover of fantasy in general, and I come to that from a standpoint of loving coming of age stories which fantasy as a genre is rife with, and I'm happy with that because I love them!! but I think what really draws me to this story so much over and over again is that it has these main characters who are really at the height of their powers as is, however locked away they might be at the beginning, and so there's less of a sense of watching the two of them being put through the crucible of their lives to find out who they are, and is in fact more of a story of finding out who you are when you are happy and settled into yourself when you have been constantly traumatized your entire life beforehand and aren't acquainted with who you can be when you're finally okay.
I say that because I think the both of them have already been cut as close to the core as a person can be-- Rieta obviously with her husband and her child, and Killian with his mother; but what I love so much about them is that it turns neither of them harsh or cruel. Rieta's agony of course being the more wide-spreading of the two causes her to retreat into herself, but what astonished me is that that never happens with Killian. He reminds me of the archetype of characters like Bruce Wayne or Jane Eyre, people who have all the reason in the world to have a broken heart who simply...don't. Many another (particularly male) character have used their personal tragedies as excuses to make the whole world suffer as they have, but his whole work has always been to make sure that because he has experienced true loss, no one else under his protection ever will if he can possibly help it. He's a truly kingly man, whose life is entirely based around safeguarding his people, nurturing the talents of those who would otherwise be turned away, making a place where children can grow to their full stature without the harried aspects of the court life he had, and that's so much to me. He's entirely more loving and caring and warm-hearted than I ever expected picking up the series, and he's FUNNY, he laughs and he finds good in his friends and his domain, and when he is tested or attacked his brain is always trying to figure out how best to protect his people from harm. And I hate to say that that is such a surprise to me but it is! I love that he's written that way-- because truly, there is nothing more kingly in a person than the warmth and kindliness of their heart, and he has that in spades.
tldr: yes I love them thank you for asking and letting me have the chance to wax poetic about them!!! 💛💛💛
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yellowocaballero · 2 years
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!!!!!! You finally played DE!!!!!!
I DID. STAYED UP UNTIL ALMOST 3 FINISHING IT WOKE UP AT 6 GOOD MORNING AMERICA. IT WAS GREAT.
Sincerely holy shittttttt. Mindbending. Incredible. The prose oh my god. So good. Incredibly funny but there is so much to chew on thematically. Only narration I've ever seen that accurately depicts how my own brain works I feel very seen. I want Kim to like me as a person so bad.
It really does hit on one of my favorite messages/themes/topics - "yes, it's hard, but you have to do it anyway." Living is the most difficult and painful thing you can experience, but you have to live because the only alternative is to die. And no matter how awful and full of pain life is, it's always preferable to death - because life holds meaningful human connections, beauty, and hope, and if you die you will never receive those things again. The good things in life are so small and faint in comparison to the overwhelming awful, but somehow they're so much stronger than the awful.
Every person in the game is important. Everyone has meaning. I like how there's no truly bad people, just people warped by pain and suffering, or well-intentioned and kind people made into who they are due to their environment (Titus ended up being one of my favorite characters, somehow?). Nigh Mother 3 in that aspect (highest praise I can give anything). The people around us are the point.
The existential dread and pain is not stronger than Kim. The curse of capitalism is not stronger than the diemaker girl. The pain is not stronger than Harry. You have to be incredibly strong, but once you become a member of the world there's no going back. If being where you are is too painful, if your life and the world is too painful, then you can remove yourself from it - but what else are you giving up? When you sacrifice the moment you are living within because you cannot bear its suffering, what else are you sacrificing? How do you escape this samsara? How can you find Elysium? How can you create Elysium? What the fuck are we talking about when we talk about Disco?!
From the meta I'm seeing on Tumblr there's definitely a lot of (correct!) emphasis on the love and humanity aspects, but honestly there's a lot of other stuff that caught my attention too. I clocked it immediately, and it is baked into every inch of the game, that it was made by people from the Baltics. Westerners will have a hard time understanding the game if they don't get that. The scars of war & history, in ourselves and our neighbors and our cities and the world. Past vs Present. Young Idealism vs Old Realism. Politics (derogatory)(accepting). Class. The down and dirty of capitalism. How trauma from war warps people. Nigh Animorphs in that topic (highest praise I can give anything). Substance abuse. Hedonism. Pain (TM). Love and the Pain (TM) of love. Everything within Harry is within the world...
Good game. Honestly, a bit overstuffed with everything I just talked about. I say frequently that people should not use their Dungeons & Dragons characters as characters in their fiction, and that people shouldn't use their outside rpg worldbuilding in their fiction, and this game is a pretty good example of why (or maybe I just put too many points into Encyclopedia?). And there's so much richness in what I just talked about, but sometimes it feels like it's trying to do way too much and it's not coherent and consolidated in the elegant way a lot of work that use many different ways to talk about the same thing are (See: Infinity Train S4, one of the best written things I've seen). It needed to consolidate and streamline a bit.
I spent the entire game trying to discern the meaning of Disco and I'm still not sure I understand. Thanks for the ask!
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inbarfink · 10 months
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Song Witch
Sometimes they are mysterious yet trendy wanderers who'd throw the greatest party your little town has ever known for one night and then disappear the once dawn rises, sometimes they are like mediaeval troubadour plucked out of time - singing strange poems about the beauty of the world and courtly love, sometimes they are weirdos wailing out sounds so ancient and strange that it only barely qualifies as a music. Whoever they are, Song Witches all wield their magic through the mediums of song and dance. Their magical power is an undiluted celebration of the happiness that can come from music
Song Witches' Emotional Focus is the emotion of Joy. They love singing and dancing and they love singing and dancing about their love for singing and dancing. So it's through this enjoyment of music that they invoke their magic. They are a cheerful bunch who seek to always enjoy their lives to the fullest. Song Witches are supposed to be as good at spreading Joy as they are at experiencing it - and indeed many Song Witches pride themselves on their ability to bring happiness and fun to people that were starving for it. However, Song Witches' focus on Joy can hurt their ability to truly handle negative emotion.
Finding a good side in every situation is hard in a world with so many different terrible situations, especially when you dedicate your existence to having pure undiluted fun. Even well-intentioned Song Witches find it difficult to confront some truly depressing situations. Many of them, especially the less kind of the Song Witches, have just decided that it's better to avoid and flee any sort of sadness that they might stumble across.
Out of all the Witches, Song Witches are among the most nomadic. Most of them have never truly settled down for more than a couple of days since they have started learning the art of Song Witchcraft. Like an extremely catchy song you've only ever truly heard once - an encounter with a Song Witch is likely to be brief but unforgettable. Song Witches' usually outgoing, charming and highly-social nature can surprise many people who are used to Witches being isolated, misanthropic and bluntly rude. But their nomadic and avoidant nature can be a big hurdle on their ability to build meaningful and long-lasting interpersonal relationships.
Most Song Witches love parties and are experts in organising them. Even the most selfish Song Witch will have a hard time turning down an invitation to a party or even a request to organise one. However, when asking for a Song Witch's help at throwing a party, first make sure you are all on the same page on what a 'party' is. For Song Witches, 'party' can mean anything from a child's birthday, to a rave, to a gala, to a poetry slam, to a ritual blood-sacrifice in the middle of the woods.
A Song Witch's magic is always channelled through song and\or dance in some way. Their Magic centres around as much as everything else about them does. This means they are extremely skilled with Blessings, but struggle with Curses compared to other Witches. Due to their artistic bent, they also have an affinity to Illusion Magic. One would expect that all Song Witches be proficient at dancing or playing music, or at least singing - but that's not necessarily true. The Joy of singing and dancing badly can be a very potent Joy as well.
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I am very interested ghestie....
What are your head canons for Papa's love languages? 💕
Aaaah! Thank you for this, ghestie!
So this took a lot of thinking, but I think I've finally got it, lol
I can see a mix of a couple of them for each Papa, but I’ll go with what I think is the most prominent one. I’ll do the receiving love language and their way of expressing their love.
Love Languages: (Words of Affirmation, Acts of Service, Receiving Gifts, Quality Time, Physical Touch)
Primo:
Receiving: Acts of Service - Primo never really expects things from anyone. Being the eldest brother by a significant margin as well as being who he is, he has had to shoulder so much responsibility in his life, most of it things he didn’t want (though he would not change anything when it comes to his brothers). But he has spent so much time doing things for others that he’s almost shocked when someone does something for him out of the kindness of their heart (love). Even if it’s something small. It means SO MUCH to him that someone cares enough to help him and make his day a little less stressful.
Giving: Words of Affirmation - Primo always knows the right thing to say in any given situation (because he knows everything). This includes situations when it comes to people he loves. He knows exactly what they need to hear in order to lift their spirits. He gives very good pep talks and can always make someone feel like they’re the most special person in the world. And he means every word. And in contrast to acts of service, he feels he can convey more meaning with his words.
Secondo:
Receiving: Receiving Gifts - Okay, hear me out… Secondo is very much used to being “in charge” in whatever the situation is. Which means, if gifts are being given, he’s usually the one doing the giving. But if he receives a thoughtful gift that’s suited just to him? That means the world to him. Someone cares enough to figure out what he truly likes, even if it's something small and might be perceived as something insignificant by someone else. He knows the true intentions behind it, and he’s touched. That’s how he knows someone truly cares about him.
Giving: Acts of Service - Secondo’s best way of showing that he loves someone is by doing something for them. He might not even tell them half of the time (they’ll have to find out he was behind it from someone else) because he’s not doing it for praise. If he loves someone, he has a hard time saying it sometimes, but he’s always been a believer of “actions speak louder than words.”
Terzo:
Receiving: Physical Touch - You’re probably thinking, “this guy has hands on him all the time,” which is true, but how often is it a touch that actually means something? A meaningful touch to him isn’t sexual. It’s holding his hand, brushing loose strands of hair off his forehead, a gentle squeeze on the shoulder, a kiss on his cheek or forehead, a long, tight hug that makes him feel safe and secure. It’s showing him that someone cares about him beyond something sexual, and Terzo craves that.
Giving: Quality Time - Terzo’s a busy guy, so the best way he knows how to show someone he loves that he cares is to spend time with them. He wants that time spent together to show that they’re the center of his world. He won’t be distracted by his papal duties or any other church business during this time, and they will have his undivided attention. (Bonus points if there's cuddling involved.)
Copia:
Receiving: Words of Affirmation - Copia has spent his whole life with so much expected of him, and he’s put his all into it. He also grew up believing he was an orphan (perhaps thinking that no one loved him). And then he worked his way to the top to become Cardinal and then finally Papa (with help from Sister Imperator, of course). But even so, he needs to hear that he’s done a good job. This comes into his love life as well. He isn’t used to being loved, especially not unconditionally, and he doesn’t always believe it’s true. He doesn’t have much confidence in himself, but it will help a great deal if he hears that someone loves and believes in him. Just tell him that he's doing such a good job because he is! And he deserves to hear it all day, every day! (Can you tell I have a favorite?)
Giving: Physical Touch - Copia is a very hands-on kinda guy and not so great with words, especially when he’s nervous. He's even nervous with physical touch at first, but once he gets over that, there's always hand holding or hugs or kisses. He's rather touched-starved, but not just to be on the receiving end. He doesn't have to worry about words this way, and so much can be conveyed in a single touch. He just hopes his meaning is getting across, so be sure to tell him it is 😉
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anneapocalypse · 1 year
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✨🌿🤲🎀☯
(My deepest apologies to the people who sent me asks for this meme which have now been sitting in my inbox for three weeks.)
✨What’s a fic you’ve posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)
You know what, since this question is basically a sneaky excuse to self-rec old fics 😉 ...I'm gonna shout out my main Kimbalina series, Inroads. (It's a series of one-shots that wraps up with a longfic, which probably could have been all one even longer fic if I had planned it that way from the start buuuut I did not that. I still think it's pretty good!) Kimbalina kind of fell out of its heyday once the Chorus trilogy was over, and I understand why, but it's still one of my favorite RvB ships and just favorite ships of all time, period. Writing this series let me explore so many of my favorite things about RvB! War and politics and Carolina and loss and grief and Carolina and women with huge messy complex trauma and anger and trouble communicating. And Kimball. And Carolina. And an ensemble cast of characters who care about each other but still don't always know how to do that right. And Carolina. This series is still really close to my heart, and I'm not at all unhappy with the readership it had! But I won't pass up the opportunity to put it out there once again.
🌿how does creating make you feel?
Alive. Real. Comprehensible.
🤲what do YOU get out of writing?
I honestly feel like writing is something I can't not do. If I wasn't writing fiction I'd be writing something. I think almost entirely in words, and writing is a way of making my thoughts solid. It's how I make sense of myself and life and the world. It helps me remember things and gives meaning to memory. Like not to be dramatic but the answer to what I get out of writing is everything. I can't imagine not doing it.
🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing
I FINISH SHIT! It certainly isn't going to be perfect, but I can make it a complete Thing! Finishing is a skill and it's one I worked hard at and I'm proud of it!
☯️ how do you think engaging with each other through tumblr, twitter, comments, kudos, creates healthy fandom experiences? How do you deal with that if you’re not a social person/experience social anxiety
I truly do love fandom community and the sharing of creativity that goes on here. It's not just about having an audience for your own work, but about sharing creative energy with others. I might have completely different tastes and interests that someone else and maybe we're never going to read each other's work but we can still enjoy talking about writing and sharing our enthusiasm for our projects and fandoms.
I do think it is important as a creator to learn self-motivation--which sometimes sounds like I'm saying you shouldn't care about getting readers/viewers or feedback, but that's not what I mean. We share our work to find connection, and feedback is a part of that, and I myself do try to be a pretty active reader and commenter and reblogger and reccer! I love receiving feedback on my work, same as anyone. But when I'm actually writing, I don't think about comments that much. I focus on the story I want to exist--the shape it will take, the moments and beats that are meaningful to me. I get excited about the story itself, not about how people may or may not react to it, and I find that a better motivator, personally, than "I need to finish this so I can post it and get comments."
As for the social aspects of fandom, all social media has its highs and lows and I think to engage with it in a healthy way you kind of have to be intentional about it. You get to decide how big a part of your life it is and if it's affecting you in a negative way, it's ultimately up to you to change the way you engage with it.
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Hello! I heard you do ships and I would appreciate it so much if you did one for me! :)
My name is Ali. I’m 5’4” with long brown hair and blue eyes. I have two tattoos currently, and plan on getting some more! My favorite tattoo is a watercolor sunflower on my right inner forearm! Sunflowers hold such a significance to me as I love how they always stand tall and reach for the light.
Speaking of flowers, I am a big lover of nature. It grounds me and makes me feel at peace. I can be a little anxious at times so I love going for walks and seeing sunsets and being physically active. I also am an avid hiker. In the past couple of years, I have been to Wyoming and Montana and hiked Grand Teton and Glacier National Parks. I love the mountains so much and plan on making more trips!!
I love to travel. I’m quite adventurous, and love to explore different cultures and countries. So far, I’ve been to Austria, Czech Republic, and Costa Rica. I love learning and reading about different languages and cultures, and have dabbled in speaking some Spanish! I also am a huge English nerd, and am a 7-12 English teacher! I love to pass down my passions for reading and exploring different perspectives to my students.
I also am a huge lover of music. I have been Musical my whole life. I have played the piano since I was six and have been singing pretty much since I could speak. I was involved in choir all throughout high school and did and have a love for theatre as well. I also LOVE going to concerts and exploring different genres. My favorite is folk/acoustic. I have a whole folk playlist which I’m so proud of with artists such as Fleet Foxes, Joni Mitchell, Neil Young, John Denver, and so many more artists that mean the world to me. Folk music just matches my energy and soul, very calm and deep and meaningful. I would love to be able to share my thoughts about this kind of music with someone.
As for my personality, I’m definitely an old soul type of person. I’m more ambiverted. I can be extroverted when I want to be, but also am introverted and need to recharge sometimes. I’m a Capricorn Sun, Taurus Moon, Scorpio Rising. I’m definitely hard working, independent, and ambitious, but also extremely sensitive and emotional as well. I think I’d ideally want someone similar to me in that we are both independent, but who can take care of one another and be soft at the same time. I’ve definitely been the ���mom friend” my whole life, and to have someone match that energy would be glorious and mean the world to me.
Okay I think this is more than enough info haha! So sorry this is so long! 🥰
Hey Hey Ali!! You heard right!!!! I apologize for not being so prompt, but I’ve had my eye on these ships…. So here it is!!!!
I ship you with….
No surprise, Josh!
Im not big on shipping people based on their physical descriptions, but I love to compliment them because I know all of the boys are obsessed with the beauty of women… inside and out. Josh would be so in love and jealous of your blue eyes. He’d gaze into them with such intent and affection when the sun makes them glisten. He’d immediately compliment your tattoos as he finds them as a great expression of yourself and art all in one. Once you share the significance of sunflowers to you, they’d follow Josh around, forcing him to think of you. Every year he would make it a point to take you to sunflower patches…. Anything to watch your soul light up.
Nature is also a place of worship for Josh. I could see the both of you spending most of your days basking in it. Whether is lounging in the sun or planing a day of outdoor activities to keep you busy, all that matters is your outside! I could see you and Josh deciding to buy a property outside of Nashville…. Getting out of the hustle and bustle. The selling point on the property would be the sun rise and sun set visibility. Every morning Josh would wake up to enjoy the sun rise while he meditates on the front porch. And every evening, the two of you would walk the fence line and soak up the sun set. A precious time for the both of you to spend with one another.
Josh would undoubtedly be your travel buddy! His appreciation and curiosity for different cultures and ways of life runs so deep. He is such a sponge for it all, so when researching it becomes stale…. He has to experience it for himself. Plane ticket is bought, bags are packed, and you guys are on your way!!!! Also, Josh would love the fact that you are a teacher. Clearly there are a lot of role models in his life that are teachers. I think he has such a soft spot for them. They are building the foundation for new generations. After all, we do not live forever, and so we must raise coming generations with love, kindness, and acceptance. I’m certain that is a huge goal for you as a teacher, Josh would agree and be so proud of you for that.
Sounds like Josh would also be proud of his lady’s music taste too!!! You have immaculate taste! Folk seems to be right up Josh’s alley (even if he says Danny draws the most inspiration from it) I could see you dancing to Fleet Foxes in the kitchen at 3 am. The dim glow of a night light sparkling in his eyes as he admires you. He’d plant a soft kiss on your lips and tuck his head into your neck. I know he’d also be attracted to your musical abilities. No doubt the two of you would station yourselves at the piano and play off each others talent. I easily imagine you guys improving a tune and it sticking with him. So much so that when their new album comes out, you can hear a familiar tune in the background of the forth track.
A self proclaimed old soul is so in line with Josh. If you haven’t heard, he’s such a peepaw. Although a lot of that is surely a facade or one of his alter egos, he truly is captured by the simpler things in life. As elaborate and flashy as their stage presence is, Josh clearly settles into a more sophisticated and uncomplicated lifestyle away from performing. When all the tour commotion dies down, I think he wants to come home to his rock and safe space…. That being you!!!
All the words you used to describe yourself are so powerful!!! Hard working…YES! Independent…YES! Ambitious…YES! No doubt you radiate that energy and Josh lives for that! All the good vibes! Not only would he be so proud of you for seeing that in yourself, but grateful that those vibes affect all around you! And you know what?! Being sensitive is okay! Being emotional is okay! That’s being real. Feelings are real and expressing them is healthy! Josh would be the biggest advocate of this message. He’d hold you up on your best days and guide you through your worst days. I couldn’t think of anything more amazing. Josh has such big love and concern for everyone in his life, so fear not. This man takes care of everyone he crosses paths with. You’d never find someone so kind.
To wrap this up, I hope you love the ship! I hope it finds you well after all this time. Pleaseee share your feelings and thoughts… I always love to hear ❤️❤️
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Hi, my name is ria and thanks for accepting my request.
pronouns: - she/her , straight , interested in men
fandom : jjk
appearance:- i am 5'3 , i have blackish brown wavy hair , big brown eyes and pretty eyebrows. I am neither chubby nor slender just the perfect weight for my height. my skin complexion is wheatish.
MBTI: intj
personality:- i am often viewed as cold individual with superiority complex and the 'hard-worker' of the group. which is true to some extent (except the superiority complex part).i can be super funny, sarcastic and i have varied emotions. i work really hard to fulfil responsibilties. i am  loyal , and responsible. I do get depressed with life sometimes finding no meaning or purpose but try my best to move on. i also cannot make friends easily due to trust issues, also I am not close to anyone not  even to my parents I find it so hard to match up to their expectations of being 'perfect' and it stresses me so much. The best part about  dating me can be that i can help u with u r work and  motivate to u and be there for u when times r tough.
likes:- i really like it when others are passionate about their dreams and work for it. I find it really attractive. Also people who defend their loved ones even if the world is against them is also such an attractive quality. i like long walks in garden with my loved one with meaningful silence and meaningful late night conversations on any topic is my favourite thing. I just want them to treat me special sometimes.
dislikes:- gossips , drama , liars , hypocrites , bossy people . infidelity is deal breaker for me. i get super cold and won't address the problem anymore and break the relation right away.
hobbies: books , cooking ( i am reallyyy good at it ) , anime , music and occasionally i sing and most of them tell me i have good voice but i don't think so .
love language :- i am happy to give whatever kind of affection they crave for.
i like to receive words of affirmation and acts of service.
physical affection is totally ok in later stage of relation.
A/N: We have very similar characters🙂
I think your matchup is
Suguru Geto
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He is seen as a dispassionate person. As if he was empty inside. No emotions. Even so, these emotions always seem dark. When you look at him, one thing that can be noticed, is a dark aura. Which is why he is also confused with a cold person. He can also be considered to be superior to other people. But it is not so. He is the person who sees almost every person as equal. And even he himself may consider himself lower in position than the rest...
He is responsible and always tries to work hard to get everything done. And until he finishes it, he won't stop there.
His emotions are different. He is actually a very cheerful person. He can annoy you sometimes. He can laugh like no other, and have fun in the same way. You just need to be in the right mood and in the right company. He can also laugh at people and his own stupidity...
He does his duty, but also feels like nothing makes sense. How can he work hard without thanks from others? He always wants to show it's okay, even if it isn't. He always wants to avoid showing bad emotions to get through it all.
His trust is given only to his closest friends. No one else will get it. It has a very fickle nature and has its own secrets. Only some people can handle him like this, and he will let it happen to himself.
He tries to help as much as he can, to support others. He can even become such a support that he can replace the family. He can respect people's opinion and has no intention of spoiling anyone's dreams. Even if he himself cannot have what he wants, he will not take away hope from others. He supports people who pursue their goals.
He is capable of lying himself. But he does it most often when someone asks about his well-being. Even though he's literally beaten by life, fucked up, he will say with a smile on his face that everything is fine.
He doesn't want to lose anyone. He doesn't want anything to happen to anyone. He is able to do whatever it takes to make someone happy. He does not like when someone is lying himself saying that he is okay.
Headcanon:
• A relationship with him is like an oasis of peace combined with a constant party inside.
• Every moment with him is loving, even if he irritates you. Many people may hate him for always seeming better than them, and he is often disrespectful too. Some persons knows the behavior of others well, and does not care when someone hates him. Like how he is, there must be a reason. And if it is a person of insignificance to him, it would make no sense to try to come back to that person's favor. In there is something important to him that he cannot explain. He doesn't know how. Some of them are playful people who can come back as if nothing had ever happened between them, or there are also people in peoplehis life whom he is able to apologize to. For example, when he wants to be reconciled quickly.
• He wouldn't be able to betray a friend, much less a partner. He can't think of a broken heart. If someone doesn't break his heart, he won't be able to break that person's heart. For him, no one deserves a broken heart. Unless he did something that proves he's not worth being treated well. He doesn't want you to suffer. He will be a faithful friend and boyfriend. No matter what will happen.
• If you like something, he also likes it. After all, if you like a thing, he will do the same. He likes you. You can ask him for something and he will do it. Not that he will do everything without hesitation. He must know what he is doing and what the results will be. But it is important that you will be satisfied with it.
• He likes to listen to you, to look at you and also to feel you. Anything that can show him that you are with him.
• When you need it, he will keep telling you that he loves you. You are important to him. And a lot of other things. That you would believe in yourself in times of weakness and that you are not alone.
• Hugging, kissing, talking. Whatever it is, he loves it all. He's a good listener and it's nice to cuddle with him. He can give you a sense of security very quickly.
• He doesn't want you to hide from him that you are bad.
• He has its requirements. Surely he would like an important person to think that he is equally important to him. That this person would give him their feelings.
• If he can do anything for someone important, he would like it too. But it's enough for him to be with him.
"You know you can rely on me, right? I love you just the way you are. Don't worry about the world, Okay? We are not able to do everything perfectly as others would like. Hey, it's okay now. Come here. I will try to improve your mood for the day!"
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cyborgpunkmonk · 2 years
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I find a lot of my cringey responses when drunk the morning after. And I'm truly getting tired of it.
Seeing things I didn't fully believe in or agree with. A bunch of gibberish. Using words I think mean one thing but have a completely different meaning. Being a confused or frustrated broken record trying to explain or ask 1 thing.. (I truly apologize to anyone who's ever argued with me online while I was drunk).
Or people pleasing what I think someone might prefer to hear to avoid conflict, trying to empathize but not realizing what the hell I'm even saying instead of just listening (which is all I used to do until I was told I do nothing to help). Trying to understand all sides to find the truth & bigger picture but also the smaller important details, but again.. not really understanding what I'm saying. Trying to express things I haven't fully processed yet, thus saying things I don't mean at times.
And I hate it. I hate all of it. I often after drinking, wake up and my stomach sinks and I keep shifting around in discomfort hoping for the feeling to just go away. Sometimes I wanted to cry or go back to apologize and explain myself, but having no idea how to. And the embarrassment and cringe I feel makes me afraid to even look back.
But I know I need to sit with it. So I try to face it. And I end up seemingly internally being able to. But I later notice it still feels like it's all hidden inside like a sticky residue, and I think it subconsciously weighs on me more than I realize. So I feel I failed to truly accept and face it. Or maybe I'm missing something. And tho I learned a lot and changed many things, I still feel like I haven't done enough or maybe I've fooled myself thinking I got anywhere at all.
I feel socially like I don't and can't belong. (Also from hearing that my first group of friends apparently said they only became my friends because they felt bad I had none. So while part of me sees that as kind and considerate, which I'm guessing maybe was the intention. That "only" tho makes me feel otherwise and I can't help the other part of me that always feels like I'm potentially only ever liked out of pity and whoever knows this might lie saying they don't like me out of pity, just to try & make me feel better.
And I feel bad for anyone who potentially ever genuinely might like me for me, and then me be distant because I feel like I couldn't possibly be genuinely liked. I don't want people trying too hard to try and convince me either tho.
I expect when invited to things, to be in the background. I've found comfort there in a sense. I don't want to be noticed too much anyway. Because I realize when eyes are on me, I tense up and hold my breathe as I wait for the looks of judgment like I'm wierd or not right/an ok person when I go to speak. I sometimes freeze and just try to say whatever I can to stop talking as soon as possible.
I try to contain myself and be as neutral and calm as possible. Tho I still try to joke around and contribute in small portions, but it's often a draining experience. Which I then worry people think I don't like them because I might seem bored or uninterested, and because I need long breaks alone after).
I live with these contradictory feelings. Wanting to be heard, belong, be liked, & help. And wanting to isolate/be invisible.
Tho I work on my inner self talk and often am confident, I notice I subconsciously can still feel stupid, unlikable, and like like I just want to isolate and give up trying to do better. To give up trying to make friends.
And give up trying to get my creative stuff out there and advertise any of it because I don't feel I do anything that great or meaningful that helps anyone. And that I don't deserve any likes or recognition. (And wonder how genuine or real any of it would be anyway, as bots run rampant on so many sites as well).
Because I have a problem. And it's not even the alcohol itself (but yes it's still an issue not to be brushed aside, but it feels more like a symptom to me than a core issue). Idk how else to word it atm, but.. my brain. The way I process things already.
I know no one is born perfect, is always right, has the best advice, can help everyone, can express themselves in a perfect kind, healthy, and mature way, can be all understanding and reasonable/realistic all the time.
I know and accept I will and am wrong sometimes. Sometimes I can unintentionally say or do hurtful or dumb things. But maybe I'm not accepting enough? Or maybe it's a process that isn't fixed by accepting it once. Maybe it needs to happen and be worked on in layers over time? Maybe it's just how things are with every new situation.
And now my brain goes chaotic branching off into a million different possibilities and other related thoughts, to try and understand something.. many things? at the speed of light... So I have no words to continue that atm. (this happens to me a lot, and I can't even remember much at all. But it's somewhere in my brain to click in weird ways eventually maybe).
A part of me worries what people think of me. Tho I know I shouldn't care. And a part of me also can sometimes be comfortable in not caring what people think.
But then I worry about becoming cold, rude, and not someone I want to be. I want to be/do good, I want to keep my empathy. But I just don't want to lose myself in it where I do/say things I don't agree with or sacrfice my own well being, and/or be taken advantage of.
I still want to be open to being considerate of others and taking accountability for myself if/when I mess up. And for that reason, I still hold on to caring what others think.
But trying to not let it overwhelm me too much is the struggle. Being able to find a balanced and grounded outlook on things is the difficult journey I'm still learning. Because a lot of the time life feels overwhelming which can make it feel a bit unreal at times. Blurry. Hard to understand. I have no words majority of the time, just a vast landscape of wordless thoughts I wished I could vocalize in a way that could be understood. Even times I feel it's on the tip of my tongue, no energy to even move my mouth to try and speak. I'm just.. existing and processing. Or trying to at least.
I don't know where to go from here. I'm feeling exhausted and like I need to do something to relax and let this all go for now, maybe at least do a thing or 2 of self care, so I can get some actual rest. Hopefully.
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imjeralee · 3 years
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Genshin men,,,, hcs,,, what would they be like as boyfriends pls deliver
Thanks for sending over anon! I’ve chosen Kaeya, Zhongli, Diluc and Childe for time being (and in no particular order). you can let me know if you wanna read about anyone else. 
Childe:
It’s known that he can be doting so no surprises here, this man will spoil you rotten. He is your number one fan.
Playful, affectionate and straightforward. He is not only your bf but also your best friend in the entire world
He also isn’t shy to steal kisses from you every now and then or hug you all over, even in public. All in all, expect to be showered with lots of cuddles and kisses whenever you’re together. 
He will also do everything you ask of him with a fond smile
He’s like a puppy that keeps following you everywhere, because he’s so in love
He likes the hustle and bustle, so you will most likely do a lot of exciting things together where there are lots of people and also he likes experiencing adrenaline rush so be prepared to go through all sorts of crazy stuff such as extreme cliff-diving or even skinny dipping 
Since he doesn’t like to show his weakness/vulnerability, you cannot always tell when he’s upset etc because he’s so good at feigning it or not letting you see this side to him. That being said, you wish he would be able to show this side to you. 
If you do find him looking a bit rundown, sit down with him and let him lean on you or rest his head on your shoulder for a while and have a quiet moment together
Diluc:
He is generally expressionless whenever you talk with him, so you may have a hard time ascertaining his true emotions 
But his actions tell you otherwise, this man is a very loyal man and will be true to you until the very end
Very protective. He’s pretty much silently sworn to himself that he will and shall protect you at all cost from anyone and anything
Since he’s insanely wealthy, he will and can buy you anything you want
Little to none PDA, but that’s okay because behind closed doors, whoo boy our uncrowned king of mondstadt can be very passionate. When you hug, he hugs you pretty damn tight against his chest
Psst he secretly likes it when you thread your fingers through his hair when he’s trying to sleep
Prefers to spend time with you in isolated, quiet places. 
He’s the kind to do little gestures behind the scenes, like placing a blanket over you if he finds you asleep at your desk for example
He’s a workaholic so you may not see him as often as you would like to
Zhongli:
Remembers everything about you. EVERYTHING.
It’s very impressive
He also absolutely adores you.
Your parents will love him. He is polite, articulate, well-presented, respected, humble and sophisticated and he also has fantastic posture!!! Your parents will sob, grovel at his feet and beg him to marry you
Calls you ‘my dear’, ‘my darling’ or ‘little one’ with much affection and endearment
Will have deep and meaningful conversations with you on a regular basis
You will go on plenty of dinner dates and also visit museums, libraries, or places with ancient history or significance and architecture and he’s the kind who enjoys reading the entire info plaque or listening to the entire tour guide’s speeches and listening/nodding along intently and then telling you about it and commenting and so forth
He’s a romantic who will think about you quite often and will spend a lot of time dwelling on what gifts to give you and how to spend time wisely together
Likes kissing your forehead and his kisses are very slow but deep 
Sometimes you feel like he puts you on a high pedestal and you must maintain this perfect image he has of you but all you need to do is keep being yourself
Kaeya:
Very flirty with you 24/7. He was flirty and playful when you first met and even when you’re dating he will still tease you
Likes to call you a kitten or kitty cat or other pet name and whisper sweet nothings in your ear when you’re together
He very much enjoys having you sit in his lap or cornering you against walls before leaning in for a kiss
He also likes to take your things and play with them. For example if you wear glasses he’ll scoop them off and bite the frame with a smirk on his face 
Likes listening to your problems over some wine and would like you to vent it all out. He will listen to your problems (and later deal with whoever is making you so pissed off)
Enjoys making you blush and giggle, caressing and holding your hand tightly in his when you walk around Mondstadt together… he’s perfectly fine with PDA. He especially likes brushing any loose hair from your eyes and tucking it behind your ear. 
He also likes it if you touch and caress him too
In fact, the more people who know you’re dating, the better. He likes to brag about you to others
Kaeya is a very complex character. He may be outwardly friendly and looks cheerful all the time but sometimes you can’t help but wonder what he is truly capable of should you ever make him mad
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mmikmmik2 · 3 years
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I've seen a lot of comments about particular Infinity Train cars that are along the lines of "what lesson is this possibly teaching?" I can empathize with the feeling (especially when it comes to the Docent - seriously, One-One, get rid of that thing). But I think even asking that question about cars themselves is a misunderstanding.
I don't think any cars are actually designed with a specific lesson in mind. Seriously, not a one. Some denizens may be trying to pass along certain advice, and some cars may be designed in a way that tends to lend itself to a certain lesson, but that doesn't mean One/One-One made them with the idea of "this will teach passengers to [value X specific thing/change their behavior in Y way/whatever]" Cars provide challenges or experiences, or ask passengers to make choices, which can help passengers learn about themselves or work on their problems. But it's up to passengers to treat the cars as a learning experience.
I mean, look at the way One talks about the train.
One: No. It is mathematics, Amelia. My algorithms are designed to account for a statistical probability that anything can happen on the train. [...] It depends, of course. But even if the odds are highly improbable, given enough time, yes. Anything. But once these two arrive at their seat, it is up to them to sort things out. Amelia: And if they don't? One: Then they die here.
And how One-One describes it to new passengers:
Glad-One: And this is a train where you sort out your problems! How about that number on your hand, huh? Pretty cool and green! Sad-One: Every passenger has one. Glad-One: The numbers are made by the train based on your life, in order to help you have the most personalized experience we can offer! If you wanna go home, get your number down to zero, and poof! Away you go! [...] But always remember, there are lots of denizens along the way to help you on your journey. Don't be afraid to reach out!
The emphasis is on passenger responsibility to get their numbers down, personalization occurring through numbers, and the assistance offered is through the (independent, free-will-having) denizens. Neither One nor One-One describe the train itself as having an active role, and One-One doesn't tell passengers that the cars are for them, nor does he instruct them to learn from the cars.
Some of One-One's dialogue in the Train Documentary shorts also supports this argument. I don't think we're supposed to take the exact events of the shorts super literally as "canon", but they're made by the IT crew and I don't see any reason to think they're mischaracterizing One-One. In them, One-One mostly gushes about what he finds interesting or exciting about each car, but sometimes he talks about how he expects them to serve passengers.
From The Green Car:
Glad-One: The train is filled with all sorts of things that can help you learn about yourself and grow as a person! For train-xample, you could see a fun car full of talking hats, or a horribly dangerous car full of acid slime! [...] Glad-One: What do you know! Even the simplest car comes with Earth-shattering revelations, because each car on this train is like a pocket universe where anything can happen!
From The Hill Car:
Glad-One: We're here to show you all the places on the train that might help you on your journey of self-discovery. Every train car holds a special kind of wonder. Looking out on these peaceful hills, a song fills my heart. Sad-One: It's more of a dirge. Glad-One: You can learn a lot about yourself just by being one with nature. Yes sir, alone with your thoughts. In silence. It's the best way to get down to your core.
From The Wedding Cake Car:
Glad-One: This train provides challenges. But they won't be hard for you passengers, if you're properly prepared. [...] You don't know how long you'll be here. And you're gonna need a lot of energy, in the form of snacks! Sad-One: Personal growth can be exhausting. Glad-One: So this is a perfect place to stock up! After a long trek through the knitting otter car, nothing is more refreshing than a great big frosting flower!
One-One and One both use the phrase "anything can happen". It sounds like the idea isn't that every car will help someone, the idea is that any car could help someone under the right circumstances, and with enough time, the possibility that the right person will be in the right car at the right time will become a near-certainty.
And when he does mention a specific way cars can help passengers, he suggests the wedding cake car could be pragmatically useful, and that the hill car could help passengers connect with nature and therefore learn about themselves... which is an experience that could lead to a person to a lesson, based on what they themselves are bringing to the car.
Min-Gi and Ryan experienced the pig baby car as a lesson in finding a balance between following directions and acting with enthusiasm, but someone else might experience it as a lesson in paying attention to your target audience's feedback, or as a chance to emotionally reconnect with their past by preparing a dish that's meaningful to them. Lake and Jesse experienced the family tree car as a lesson in finding a balance between ignoring people who have no intention of helping or listening and cooperating with people who do, but someone else might learn a lesson about choosing to start a family of your own instead of staying with a toxic family, or about the pointlessness of grudges, or the value of staying on task and going straight to the door instead of detouring down a tree for no reason.
I don't believe cars are designed to help passengers grow in specific ways. I believe they're designed to be open-ended and challenging and thought-provoking in lots of different ways, to help passengers help themselves grow.
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taetaespeaches · 3 years
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“When I say I love you forever, that’s what I mean.”
yoongi x reader (oc)
genre: fluff; smut (just barely at the end)
word count: 2.8K
a/n: Hi lovelies! It’s Yoongi day!!!! This is the night Yoongi starts working on People for his mixtape and he and Kid/reader have a long conversation about life, people, and the meaning of everything. Idek if the conversations make full sense but that’s kind of what I like about them, these two are just bullshitting and getting to know each other even more and I think it’s sweet. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy, and thanks for reading! :))
And happy birthday to our favorite honey boy 🍯💛
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Seated on Yoongi’s studio couch, your eyes scanned over the words of the paperback novel in your hands as the sounds of the beats from the man’s computer started and stopped at random, filling the room with evidence of his genius and artistry. As you turned the page, the man sat back against his chair with a small huff, your gaze lifting from the book to your boyfriend.
You waited a moment, seeing if he was going to initiate conversation or if he was simply taking a quick moment to himself. However, when his head turned to peer behind him, sneaking a glance at you, you couldn’t help the upward curve of your lips.
“Hey,” he chuckled lightly, your smile growing.
“What’s up, Honey Boy?”
He appeared bashful, as if he was embarrassed and almost guilty for interrupting your reading. Lowering the book to the cushion next to you, holding your place with your finger, you cocked your head.
“Would you mind giving this a listen real quick?” He asked shyly, your eyes widening in slight surprise. Yoongi asking for your opinion on his music wasn’t new or even rare, but the tentativeness in his demeanor certainly was. The man could be bashful when sharing his work, but rarely hesitant.
Nodding at him, he sat back up and pressed play on the track. It was different than anything he’d ever shown you before, the slow melodic flow of the song, paired with interesting xylophone-type of sound, immediately capturing you. Your eyebrows pulling together as you listened, a focus overtaking you.
It was just the instrumental, but it felt comforting; calming.
“This is from,” he thought out loud, “2016 probably.”
“It’s amazing, Yoon,” you complimented sincerely. “I’m actually kind of offended you’ve had this all this time just hiding in your hard drive,” you teased with a smile, Yoongi chuckling as he spun his chair around to face you.
“You think I should use it for the mixtape?” He asked, already knowing he should, but seeking your opinion anyway.
“Definitely,” you told him as you lifted the book, only to fold the corner of the page down. Dropping the novel onto the couch, you stood and easily approached the man, his gaze following you intently as you neared him. Leaning against his desk, Yoongi spun in his chair so he continued to face you. “It’s really good.”
Giving you a single appreciative nod, he held back a grin. “Thank you,” he whispered, the shyness in his gratitude adorable, making you smile. “I love your smile,” he told you suddenly, a small breathy chuckle escaping your lips.
“Thanks,” you told him quickly, trying to brush over the compliment, feeling bashful under his gaze. You both simply stared at one another, both of your minds trying to decipher each other’s expressions.
“What is it?��� Yoongi asked you, clueless as to what was going on in your mind, but knowing there was something weighing on it.
With a small sigh, you flashed him a small smile. “Do you think I’m a good person?” You asked him, the man’s eyebrows pulling together.
“I do,” he replied simply, though his expression remained the same. “Why?”
“I saw an old friend today,” you told him as you lifted yourself onto the desk so you were seated atop it, your feet dangling above the floor.
Yoongi’s eyebrows raised in curiosity, his hands coming to rest on your knees.  
“She’s changed so much, I barely recognized her,” you continued. “We used to be so close in school and now, it’s like I hardly know her,” you told him, the fragility of your voice apparent to your own ears, so you knew Yoongi heard it too. “She has a baby I had no idea about.”
Yoongi stared at you thoughtfully, locking his eyes with yours, a rare occurrence for him. “Why is that making you concerned about your goodness as a person?”
“I just-” you paused thoughtfully. “I let that relationship fade away. You know, I was the one who stopped communicating, I was the one who cancelled plans, I just pulled away and withdrew.”
“That doesn’t make you bad, that makes you human,” he informed you, his thumbs soothing along the insides of your thighs, just above your knee caps. “People change.”
Nodding in understanding, you directed a small tight smile at him. “You know, as happy as I am with my life and the people in it,” you scrunched your nose, poking his hand with your finger to emphasize his important role among those people, Yoongi letting a small smile grace his features, “I feel nostalgic for something,” you finished. Lifting his hand from your leg, he wrapped it around your own hand, holding it comfortingly in his grasp. His palm was as warm as his considerate gaze, and you realized for the hundredth time that Yoongi was warmth embodied. “Does everyone feel like this or is there something wrong with me?” You scoffed lightly at yourself.
“Do you really want me to answer that?” He teased, making a small giggle leave your lips as you softly jerked your knee up to bump his arm in light-hearted complaint. “I can’t speak for everyone, but sometimes I think I miss the person I was before,” he looked around the studio, “you know, all this,” he admitted, referring to his career.
Leaning toward him, you listened intently, your orbs scanning his features as he pondered over the thoughts within his mind.
“Maybe not even the person, but the life,” he elaborated, you humming in understanding.
“Do you find that it was a simpler time?” You asked, intrigued by his words.
“Not so much simpler but just different, I guess,” he thought out loud. “It feels like I sacrificed the ordinary for the extraordinary,” he added, latching his gaze onto your legs as you stared down at him. “And now the ordinary becomes extraordinary,” he said, lowering his chin to your knees as his fingers picked at the fraying around the hole in your jeans.
Your free hand that wasn’t being held by his found its way to his hair, your fingers digging into his soft strands.
“I sound ungrateful,” he chuckled dryly against your legs, you shaking your head despite him not seeing it, his eyes still glued to the hole in your clothing.
“No, just human,” you spoke up. “It’s natural to long for those realities that belong to some but not to us,” you assured him, the man rotating his face so his cheek rested against your leg, his orbs gazing up at you.
“People dream of having my life though,” he mumbled, his lips slightly pouted making him look precious despite the negative thoughts swirling around his head and leaving that adorable pout. “And here I am just wishing I could walk down the street without a care in the world,” he smiled a bit. “Am I even a good person? I feel greedy.”
Brushing your fingers through his hair, you pouted, watching him for a moment before responding. “I’m biased, but I think you are.”
“You sure?” He quipped, a teasing glint in his eyes that made you smile as a breathy chuckle left your lips.  
“You’re a good person, Yoongi, I won’t have you thinking otherwise,” you insisted with a glare, Yoongi’s lips curving into a grin in response.
“My life isn’t any more special than anyone else’s,” he suddenly decided. “Just different.”
Nodding at him, you agreed. “You’re just a person.” Yoongi’s eyebrows raised, preparing to tease you for the lackluster conclusion, your mouth already shaping into a knowing smile. “But my favorite person,” you added. “So that’s something.”
Placing a kiss to your jean adorned knee, he grinned. “It’s everything.”
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“I think it has meaning,” you noted, your and Yoongi’s conversation taking several different paths throughout the past forty-five minutes or so. You were now talking about the meaning of life, and whether there was a meaning at all. “I just don’t know what,” you added with a shy smile.
Yoongi’s gummy grin beamed up at you as he squeezed your thigh playfully. “I go back and forth. Like, we’re here by chance, right? Maybe life is no deeper than that,” he explained, you nodding in understanding. “But also, I found music and BTS, and here I am with you, and all of that feels meaningful,” he added thoughtfully.
“Do you believe in fate?” You questioned curiously.
“Maybe,” he responded, his voice sliding up slightly in pitch.
“I find myself thinking that same thing. Like maybe we don’t have a purpose as living beings except to just, be here, and live. And maybe it’s the people we know and the experiences we have that give it all meaning,” you thought aloud, Yoongi humming as he peered up at you.
“Yeah, I like that,” he settled with a small close-mouthed smile that pushed his fluffy cheeks up adorably. Moving your hand from his hair, you poked his cheek, Yoongi giving you a feigned grimace in reply.
“Ok, so question for you,” you started, Yoongi’s eyes widening in anticipation. “If your life wasn’t so extraordinary, what would you do?”
“Like, without the fame?” He asked.
“Yeah, let’s say for a day, no one knew who Min Yoongi, Suga, Agust D was, what would you do?” You asked with a small smile, feeling giddy to hear his answer.  
“I would take you out on the most normal run of the mill date,” he answered easily.
“That’s what you’d do?!” You asked in disbelief, Yoongi smiling cutely. “What like to the movies?”
“To the movies and to dinner and to get ice cream and we’d walk around Seoul without a care in the world about who could see us,” he grinned.
“We’ve done all those things though,” you pointed out.
“I mean, yeah, we have our spots that feel safe, and we venture out on occasion, but we could go anywhere without the stress of being seen,” he explained. “No worries, just us.”
Flashing him a fond smile, you pushed his hair off his forehead gently. “I didn’t realize you had so much stress when we go out,” you noted, a softness evident in your tone.
“I’m just- hyperaware,” he clarified.
“Would you hold my hand in the street, Honey Boy?” You asked with a wide grin, Yoongi chuckling at you.
“I wouldn’t let go of your hand,” he told you, his thumb running along the side of your hand as he spoke the words. “You know what else I would do?” He asked happily.
“What?” You whispered through your beaming grin.
“I’d kiss you in front of everyone,” he returned your smile. “And I’d post a cheesy photo of us on my pubic instagram to brag about how beautiful my girlfriend is.”
“You’re ridiculous,” you laughed, Yoongi giggling as his chin rested on top of your knee.
“It would be nice,” he hummed thoughtfully, as if he was losing himself in a day dream where he could live so carelessly.
Moving your hand to the side of his face, you pulled his attention back to you as you cocked your head at him and smiled at him. “Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older, and we wouldn’t have to wait so long,” you stared to sing playfully, Yoongi dropping his forehead to your knee as he laughed at you.
Sitting back in his chair, he looked back up to you with his gummy grin, his eyes bright and full of adoration. “I love that song,” he noted, you giggling.
“Me too,” you replied in a whisper.
A pause in the conversation took place as Yoongi’s eyes scanned over your features, yours following the movement of his gaze. When his eyes met yours, he slowly pushed his chair away from the desk and stood in front of you, his hands finding your waist as his face hovered close to yours.
Placing a kiss to the side of your mouth, you breathed out slowly, the intimacy between you both blossoming more stunningly than it ever had before.
“I love you,” he whispered, his lips brushing over yours as your hands found his neck, your fingers greedily but gently exploring the soft skin of his neck and jaw, grazing over his throat.
“I love you too,” you told him. “Forever.”
Pressing your lips to his, he brought his body as close to yours as he could, wanting you as close as possible. As he deepened the kiss, your mouth moving in synchronization with his own, his hands found the bottom of your shirt.
Tugging up, you removed your hands from him to allow him to pull the clothing from your frame. Dropping the shirt onto the desk next to your bodies, his eyes glanced down at your chest to see the flimsy lace bra. As one of his hands moved behind you to feel your back, sliding down to grasp the top of your ass, he dragged the finger of his opposite hand along the edge of your bra cup.
“What does forever mean?” He suddenly asked in a low timbre, just before pressing a lingering peck to your mouth. “You never know what the future holds,” he said realistically, though his tone was still seductive and light.
“I think the intent behind the word is what matters,” you told him, trailing kisses along his neck, Yoongi tilting his head to the side to allow you more access. “What a person feels when they speak the word.”
“So what do you feel? What do you mean when you say forever?” He questioned, your head raising to look him in the eyes.
Scooting off the desk, you stood in front of Yoongi, your gaze locked on his. “When I say forever,” you started, your hands finding the sides of his face as his held your waist. “I mean it literally. For always, evermore, in this lifetime and the next. Maybe even past lifetimes. The future is unpredictable, but when I say I love you forever, that’s what I mean,” you assured him as the man stared at you with a surety you weren’t sure you’d ever seen from him before.
Leaning in to kiss him again, you began pushing him backward, you both stumbling as he bumped into the chair. Your lips curved upward into the kiss, you both chuckling as you continued your clumsy ministrations.
Finding your way to the couch, you dropped onto it, sliding across it so you could recline, Yoongi standing above you watching you intently. As you stared up at him with a smirk, he shed himself of his shirt. Crawling atop you, your hands grabbed onto his hips, your fingers digging underneath the waistband.
He kissed you passionately, pouring his feelings and emotions into the action, causing you to moan, the sound melting against the man’s mouth, making him smirk. Sitting up on his knees, he undid the zipper on his own jeans before reaching for your own. His eyes left your legs for just a moment as he reached for the book shoved against the back of the sofa.
“This any good?” He asked, you quirking your eyebrow.
“It is, want me to read it to you?” You asked, Yoongi scoffing as he tossed it onto the table, you giggled as he went back to pulling your clothes from your body.
As he removed his clothing, you reached for your bag on the floor next to you, pulling a condom out, Yoongi smirking at you.
Once your clothing was removed, giggles flooding the room as you both struggled to wiggle out of your jeans and your bra flung somewhere across the studio, it was a matter of seconds until his skin was against yours, your body caged by his arms. 
He kissed you passionately, a hand on your waist as his other arm supported his weight over you. Slipping inside you, you groaned out at the sensation, Yoongi breathing lowly at the feeling of you. 
As you clasped a leg around his, your hand grasping at his ass, he placed delicate kisses across you face, giving special attention to your cheeks as he began dragging his hips. 
“I love you,” he whispered before pushing his mouth to yours, swallowing your breaths and whimpers. He moved slowly, savoring every moment of being together, wanting this night to last, forever. 
Your hands clutched his back, clinging to him as he moved in and out of you with a passionate force that had you moaning out near his ear. And he reveled in your sounds, knowing he was the cause, knowing you were his. Forever.
Leaving a kiss to his earlobe, you confessed your love for him once more. And then again. And again.
“Forever,” you repeated, the word coated in intention and meaning. You’d be loving him forever.  
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luvstrology · 3 years
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moon square jupiter
-people with this aspect are commonly very outgoing and social, they tend to get along with people well and can often achieve popularity easily
-relationships may be an important theme/part of their life
-they are often happy people who want to live life to the fullest and make the most out of their experience, however at times this may cause issues when it comes to relationships as people with this aspect commonly want everything to be exciting and fun whereas at times relationships can be tense or difficult
-people with this aspect may experience very changeable moods which may make it hard for them to find consistency [which may have an impact on their relationships/connections with others at times]
-they may experience challenges and difficulties in life that seem to stem from a lack of self control or lack of self discipline, as this is an area that people with this aspect often struggle with; sometimes this lack of control and struggle with consistency is more of a subconscious thing that they do not realise and therefore is harder to confront and fix; because of this, they may struggle with sticking to habits and keeping up with changes etc
-sometimes people with this aspect may have a very intense or full on personality; this, combined with a desire to live an exciting life and often a lack of self control may cause them to be reckless or the type of person to go to extremes without thinking it through first
-there may be a risk that people with moon square jupiter may, at times, become or act very self-destructive because they often do not think things through and may sometimes act irrationally
-because they may struggle with consistency and self control at times, there is a risk that people with this aspect may be flighty or even disloyal; usually they do not have malicious intentions but instead are easily caught up in things and do often just struggle with the concept of commitment
-they may be the type to promise more than they can deliver; usually, people with this aspect have only the best intentions but their personality sometimes manifests as a person who is not the most responsible or reliable, despite wanting to be or intending to be
-people with this aspect may seem to struggle with an internal restlessness; constantly craving for something that they can't pinpoint what this exactly is or might be, often this is some sort of emotional connection [but sometimes their issues with commitment may cause even more confusion around this, causing a struggle between what they are seeking vs if they are able to keep it]
-it is possible that this aspect can manifest in a person who seeks a lot from others and can at times be lazy, wanting things to come to them or wanting other people to do things for them
-people with this aspect may do well to learn how to practice self discipline, self motivation etc and do things for themselves rather than relying on others. they may also benefit from making slow, steady improvements and habits rather than promising or hoping for too much and then being unable to deliver. if they struggle with commitment, this is usually something that comes from knowing that they struggle with self control so if they work on that they may not fear commitment as much
-just like their changeable moods/emotions, they may be the type to come up with ideas quickly but not fully believe in them or their ability to carry them out [again, stemming from issues with self control, motivation, discipline, commitment etc] so may move on from one idea to the next very quickly without taking much action to work on them
-they may struggle with frequent emotional highs and lows, they can become very fixated on something for a short period of time that may bring them happiness, inspiration, motivation etc but then very quickly fall back down to earth and feel disappointed, unenthusiastic, fed up, depressed etc
-while it is good that this aspect can influence people to become very enthusiastic, embrace change and seek a very fulfilling, fun and exciting life; people with this aspect may benefit from having a more realistic view/approach at times so that they do not feel so low if/when things do not work out or if/when things do not meet their initial high/enthusiastic expectations
-people with this aspect may struggle to balance or align their emotions [moon] with their desire to manifest and utilise their potential [juptier], they may often feel conflicted and may feel like their emotions set them back from achieving things they want
-they can struggle with motivation at times, especially if they are not at all interested in the task at hand or do not believe in themselves or their abilities/skills enough
-sometimes this aspect may cause a very self-limiting mindset which is usually all in the persons head; caused by their emotional reaction to certain events/situations, therefore people with this placement may benefit from thinking logically at times in order to acknowledge that they are capable if they work hard enough and stay motivated and consistent
-they have a tendency to lead with their emotions which at times can cause them to be a bit irrational or impulsive; usually they have very genuine, kind intentions but this can also cause problems for them at times [eg, they can be very generous and giving without considering what effect this may have on them, giving so much of themselves to others because it feels good at the time but may not be healthy for them]
-although they are commonly very social and outgoing, they may struggle with sometimes being very extroverted whereas other times feeling very introverted and potentially struggling to balance these two fluctuations
-it may be the case that those with this aspect would prefer the feeling of freedom than achievement, but it may be good for them to try to find something that is very meaningful, motivating and purposeful to them so that they have something to work towards and therefore have an incentive to develop their self discipline, work ethic etc
-sometimes, the thought of structure, consistency, commitment and routine may cause a person with a moon square jupiter aspect to feel uncomfortable. however, they may learn that adding some habits, routine and consistency to their lives actually helps them greatly and instead of bringing them restriction these things may instead help life flow more smoothly and allow them to experience things better, with less struggle, irrationality and inconsistency
-they may struggle with patience and the concept of process; they can be very enthusiastic and the type to want to jump straight into things without waiting, this may cause them to struggle when looking for relationships as they may be the type to want a deep connection with someone without the seemingly tedious or boring build up. or they may struggle with working towards a goal as they just want the end result without having to wait and work through the time to get there
-because they can have a tendency to be quite impulsive, they may be the type to overindulge or spend money without thinking. they can be the type to be very generous with others too, but also love to live extravagantly without much consideration for the impact of their actions/spending habits
-it can be difficult for people with this aspect to find the right balance; they are often either so enthusiastic, driven, determined and inspired or on the flip side have absolutely no motivation to do anything which can be a huge struggle for them as they are aware of these emotional tendencies which may put them off from starting anything in the first place as they know that their enthusiasm doesn't always last for long
-they may have to be more disciplined, determined and hardworking than most other people in order to push through their emotions and achieve what they want. it is possible for them to succeed, it may just take more effort and dedication than others
-although they may have a lot of impulsive, emotional or even irrational traits and inner struggles; these are not always evident to others. generally, they are popular, sociable, fun and positive people who are easy to get along with. they also commonly connect with others quickly and easily and therefore are often the type of person to be good at parties and social gatherings where they can meet and connect with others
-because of their tendency to struggle with self control etc, this aspect is notorious for manifesting as someone who is a major procrastinator
-they may also struggle with feeling lost or like they do not know what their purpose is; commonly, this may stem from them trying and feeling like they failed at a lot of different things because they were not committed enough to keep going with them, which makes them feel like they are not good at anything [when in reality, if they were just a bit more patient and self disciplined to keep going, they often have the capability to succeed]
-people with this aspect may be particularly good at rebuilding after struggle, overcoming difficulties and/or putting their lives back together after a bad event/situation; while their changeability is often seen [by them] as a negative, in some ways it can help them become adaptable and capable of accepting change
-it is important for people with this aspect to work on their self discipline, not make too many hasty decisions and not let their emotions influence them to think the worst all the time. they should remember that they are capable of success and can achieve their goals if they stick to them rather than allowing burnout to consume them and give up. they may see themselves as a person who will always struggle with being able to stay committed/consistent, but in reality it is something they are able to work on and overcome
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withoneheadlight · 3 years
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| billy & will + pre-harringrove | full fic in spanish |
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There’s an in-between. The high school and the middle school. A bare piece of land, yellowed from the lack of grass and the rough kiss of the sun and, right in the middle, an old shack.
It's a shabby thing that accumulates lack of re-paintings and excess of humidity but that’s out of sight, in that way of things that are just there but no one wastes time looking at anymore are.
That's where they meet.
Billy lights up a smoke. Slides his ass up an ancient, long retired desk, pasture now of the damp and rot, and leans against the peeling wood. Front and back-row seat to the long column of trees the wind’s rippling along on the other side of the wire fence. The ember warms up his lips as he inhales a deep puff and exhales a,
“You’re getting soft, Billy Hargrove”
He leans his head back and closes his eyes, ears on that ceaseless chirping of the bids that sews together the slow-passing hours of the days and nights of Indiana, and on the delighted screams from the middle-schoolers, remembering that, somewhere in there, there's a bunch of kids who will still be laughing just as hard, just as happy, a few years down the road. That maybe even Max could be one of them, if Billy hurries. That maybe he will too, if Billy is able to control that instinctive reaction that pulls his skin inward and screams at him to stopstopstop, that the soft skin shreds, falls apart so easily.
But maybe it can be both of them, if Billy manages to clench his teeth hard enough and keep on softening.
‘Cause soft skin hurts when it breaks but,
"Hey!"
Sometimes it’s worth it.
Will’s smiling wide. Stops running, abruptly, and then just stands in there, panting. He’s got a funny nose and giant eyes. The kind of bangs that make you wanna blow them out of his eyes even though what they're is too short, actually, and Billy’s always thought he'd do better in life if he didn't. Notice things. If he didn't see that widewidewidewide smile and could read it so easily.
"I've been dying to show you this!" Will kneels down into the grass, chopping out the words in between exhalations. Pulls at the zipper of his backpack, chest heaving, and he doesn't realize he's going to get dirt on the knees of his jeans or that Billy can read it. His relief. Of finding him in here and not just an empty desk. Of how for a kid every single day more means 'You care’.
(About me)
It was early December. Friday right after last period and one of those silly things that only happen in movies. Something so like scripted and choreographed that Billy nearly considered looking up at the ceiling to make sure John Hughes wasn't silently watching them, taking notes from above. They crashed in the middle of a corner. Billy sped up ‘cause he was in a hurry and the only way to catch Max in time lately was to intercept her right out of class. Will ‘cause he's always going like that, Billy knows now. Always a thousand miles per hour. Always verging on time-jump speed to then being the kind of kid who seems so quiet it's scary. They crashed. Hard. In the middle of that corner. Papers flying all over and a curse (Will) and a muffled groan (Billy) and they ended up pulling at the same paper one from each corner. A drawing. Trolls and wizards and a castle and an emerald-green light. A star in the distance, auguring bad omens. Billy forgot to be frightening and Will must have forgotten he was supposed to be frightened when he blurted out a,
"Fuck, Byers. This is frikin’ fantastic."
No fear or reticence or that way he sometimes has of bumping into words and stumbling, just a "Really?" eyes huge and bangs brushing against his eyelashes as he blinked when Billy also forgot he was also supposed to― well, supposed to be Billy Hargrove.
"’Got more?"
So now he skips English instead of Algebra, every Tuesday and Thursday. Sneaks off to that in-between place he knows no one wastes time looking at anymore to light up a smoke, same time as Will has his recess. And the kid doesn't always manage to shrug off of his flock of nerds but he’s lucky, some days.
And he brings the drawings.
Orcs and goblins and enchanted mountains on the northwest and it seems to Billy that there are more princes than princesses and that if there are any, they’re almost always sorceresses, almost always queens and that your attention gets hooked on their burning eyes, not in the clothes they’re missing and Billy feels like it's a small grain of sand, this thing they’re doing. Knows that someone’s already keeping a solid ground under Will's feet ('Joyce' he says it’s her name. And it stings, the way he manages to fit so much love, into such a tiny word). But it also seems to him that maybe it doesn't take much more, for Will, just a few grains of sand, to replace those that being a strange kid in a small town sick with apprehension for what it finds strange, takes every day away from him.
So Billy’s gotta have to clench his teeth ‘till his gums start bleeding ‘cause is that, or let his skin toughen up again. Is that. Or fucking everything up.
And ave María, Billy doesn’t want to fuck it all up again.
So he sucks on his cigarette. Hooks up an eyebrow. Waves his hand to hurry the kid up.
“Mmm. That’s how good you think it is, dickwad? ‘C’mon, got my next class in twenty”
Will flies over the papers. Head nodding and fingers skimming fast. Finds what he’s looking for and yanks it out, raises it up triumphantly in his hand. It’s the sword in the stone and he carries it up to Billy with wet knees and just a little mud-staining. It’s February and the sun’s burning brightly over all the wetness the night’s spent crying. The drawing is a huge dragon, wings made of leather and cartilage, spread out in eclipse in front of the moon, only a few silver rays illuminating the dark knight in front of it. Blue eyes lined in black, blond curls cascading down his back and Billy was clenching his teeth but they part now, ‘cause the figure looks too much like him to be a coincidence. A smile devours his whole mouth. Soft. A joke itching on the tip of his tongue. He grunts a,
“I’ve been called many things. But never this, Byers”
Only half his expression’s visible, eyebrows covered with those thick bangs, and Billy has to once again fight the impulse to blow them out.
“¿Hum?”
“Knight” he says, drawling the teasing tone out “In shining armor”
And It’s such a loss, all that hair. Because it’d pass unseen, if you don’t know him. The way his eyebrows spike up underneath and it burrows in between them, the eagerness of teasing back. But Billy’s lucky, ‘cause it’s been more than two months like this and Billy―
Knows him. Well enough at least. So it doesn't pass unseen to him.
“You know the drill, William. Spit it out. Can see you’re holding it up from miles”
Will purses his lips out tight. Looks like he’s trying but. Nah.
“Wouldn’t be that shiny '' scrunches his nose. Throws a meaningful glance at Billy’s disheveled looks. More thoughtful than not, way more intentional. But that's something he'll figure out when he grows up.
Billy cackles. Will's smile widens, satisfied. Hops onto the desk next to his. Billy offers him the cigarette.
“And―this?” Will shrugs inwardly. Glances up at him. Then down, at the exchange between their hands. Takes the cig in between two fingers and it doesn’t burn but he barely presses them against the filter, anyway, as if he’s afraid it would, all of a sudden.
"Retaliation," Billy half grunts, half laughs, and Will huffs, but swallows a deep breath to gather strength. Exhales. Takes a tiny puff and―
"Argg," coughscoughscoughs "This is. Ugh. It's awful. I don't know how you―” almost throws the cigarette back to him "Ufff, what a―" he hesitates "Yuck"
Billy snorts. Thinks about Max inhaling deep, no more than two weeks ago, eyes pining his in place. Breaking into a violent cough only a second later.
Billy pats Will’s back too.
“That’s good” he says “You better not like it” Will scrunches his whole face “And this too” Billy adds, shaking the drawing a little “This is good, too. Amazingly good, man”
Will. Stares. At him. One. Two. Three long seconds. And Billy hurts a little. With every single one. Three sharp stabs with that newly freed sword. A different kind of ' you care' each one: 'it seems so impossible to me (that you care)'. 'If you think so, maybe it's true (and I do care, that you think it)’. 'Thank you (for caring)'. And then. Those hidden eyebrows. Will’s cheeks puffing out a little when he bites the tip of his tongue and―
"Billy?" his eyes glint, heavy with ill-contained malice.
"Uh?"
"You're the dragon"
"You fucking ass―!"
Billy shoves him sideways. But Will just sways. He doesn't lose footing on that firm ground he’s standing on. Looks back at the drawing, hunches a shoulder up.
"But you’re the knight, too"
He says it in a tone that cuts straight through Billy’s chest Thank you he thinks, even though his soft skin is hurting. And he still doesn't blow hard on that bowl fringe from where it covers Will’s whole forehead but―
Stirs up all his hair instead.
“Eh!!”
“Hey, shitbird. Wanna see the one I’ve made?”
Will nods quickly. All contained-speed and reverberating and sometimes Billy doesn't know how so few people can see it, how big he is for his own skin and he thinks I wish, wish he'd accumulate enough grains of sand to raise up that firm ground under his feet, and get really, really high.
“Sure!”
He keeps it tucked away in the breast pocket of his jacket. Folded in upon itself. Same way he keeps everything else. Folds and layers and at the bottom of pockets no one ever looks at but.
He unfolds it to show it to Will Byers.
“Wow” Will says, and smiles up at Billy like Two months since we crashed against each other and I feel like I know you a little too, Billy Hargrove and Billy hit rock bottom but now at least Max and him sing AC/DC in chorus on the rides back home and Will's voice sounds like 'You're good' as he runs his fingertips over the graphite outlines of the skull and repeats, "Wow"
“Gonna have it done” Billy inhales a deep drag of Marlboro and 'Four Months to Eighteen' and for a moment it’s like he could feel the smoke curl up inside his lungs before blowing it out. The image is as pretty as it’s stupid. He glances at the open jaw of the drawing and thinks maybe he'd like a drag too "Have it healed for summer and―"
“What’s happening here?”
Steve.
Harrington.
Hand on his hips, preppy pastel polo lapels up, Ray-Bans holding up that way his hair swirls without really taming it. The twelve o'clock sun is shining sideways from his back and he's pretty. Painfully pretty. And Billy’s sure it's impossible that this redneck raised on corn and money amassed in dubious moral business is the most beautiful thing he's ever seen but sometimes he forgets. That it is impossible because. Fuck. It so seems like it. Light flicking on the ends of his hair where it curls. Under his ear. In the long curve of his neck. And the world doesn't halt and the birds don't stop chirping and the clouds don't part and no preternatural shit happens because this is the black hole where all the world's shit goes, Indiana. But. It so seems like it and,
Billy.
Knew how to breathe but that’s another thing he keeps on forgetting. Every time Steve Harrington passes him by.
He’s gotta force himself. To nod. To stop choking. When Will looks up at him with those big eyes. Questioning.
Apologizing.
Billy Hargrove, from freshly crowned local terror to―
“I was―” Will starts. Inhales. Presses his lips together right before blurting out the truth ‘cause he knows it's the only real way out "Showing Billy my drawings. Sometimes we―"
―the softie whose pride goes high up in his throat every time an eleven-year-old kid says 'Billy, this is good. It's very. Very good, Billy’.
"Sometimes we. Uhm. We―"
Will's already huge eyes get bigger, rounder. As if he’s just realizing that where he's stuck his foot keeps getting muddier, trapping himself all the way in. And Billy smiles lightly at him, sideways, so it’s hidden. From Steve Harrington. From all the world beyond. ‘Cause of that thing about facades and how hard they’re to maintain, when on one side is pressing what you're supposed to be and on the other, relentlessly, what you're hiding.
But Steve’s asking,
“Sometimes―what?” and Will’s eyes are fixed on Billy, two wide-open I’m sorrys and Billy thinks Fuck it, Hargrove. C’mon. Stop hiding.
So he’s the one who says,
“We share our drawings, Harrington”
And Steve.
He’s got those eyes.
They're like a troubled ocean in the heart of winter, those eyes. Hard, hard, hard. Imposing. But soft. So fucking soft. When something catches him off guard. Rolling stones in the breaker. And Billy wants to get swept up in them, like falling along the curve of a wave. Steve looks at him, and at the drawing in his hand, his eyes a swirl and, when he looks up, the calm. And Billy feels as those times when it seemed to him the waves wanted. To wrap around him. To catch him. Soft as the reflecting clouds. And Billy feels as those times when he’d let them. Carry him. Drag him to the shore. Safe and sound.
“Is that yours?” Steve frowns. When he does that. He looks the prettiest. And Billy's heart breaks. In tiny tiny pieces. Thinks This is what it takes, thinks Fuck, thinks, This is how things hurt when you let your skin get soft.
What you don’t have. What you want. What you could―
Fuck.
What you could love so bad you'd rip your own skin off, so they could touch your heart right with their own hands.
Billy nods. Will smiles. Steve’s frown softens and― waveswaveswaves. On an autumn morning. Waves lapping at the surface of an ocean of calm.
And now. Billy sings AC/DC with Max. His heart taking on water when his voice falls off-key and she clutches at her lungs, choking on laughter. Now, he sits in the back of an old shack halfway between who he is and who he should be and so, so very carefully turns at the pages of Will Byers' sketchbook.
And Billy Hargrove hit rock bottom one day in late October. Hit rock bottom and beat into pulp that pretty face he can't stop seeing in his dream. When he's asleep. When he's awake. Hit rock bottom and that's where he's going to stay. It's either that. Or risk coming up to the wrong surface. And it's easier, here at the bottom. Easier to see what matters, when you look up.
Here, Billy takes a breath. Deep. Deeper. Holds onto that air so he has something keeping him alive underwater when Steve snatches the drawing off his hands. Studies it carefully. Says,
"It's―Uhm. Well―" Grins "It's not. Beautiful. Like, conventionally." He eyes cut back to Billy and something in them breaks into whitewater, into that softness he can't help, as if everything else is as much of a lie as 'Billy Hargrove' and all those imaginary walls "But―"
He says ‘But’ and then. The bell goes off.
"Oh!" Will bounces on the spot "I have to―" he yanks the backpack shut "Class!"
He takes off. Running. Turning around right before the corner of the shack to wave at them, flashing one of those smiles Billy has involuntarily categorized as 'the good ones', wide and already almost panting again, before disappearing at the speed of light towards school and to, Billy hopes, be one of those few kids who are still going to be laughing just as hard, just as happy, a few years down the road. If they’re lucky.
(If Billy’s lucky)
Steve Harrington is still there, planted in front of him when the alarm stops.
"Can I bump one of those?" he asks, chin pointing to the smoke Billy's squeezing between his fingers. In the drift of his hair the Ray-Bans stay afloat, capsizing.
Billy bangs the base of the pack against his thigh, pops out a cigarette. Offers it to him. Scrapes his thumb along the wheel when Steve takes it to his lips, leaning forward and― It's broad daylight but in the thin glow of the flame it almost feels like it’s that exact instant when the world begins to fade, darkness turning wide-open spaces into narrow little universes: Steve Harrington and his red lips around the smoke and a small ache in the pad of Billy's thumb from keeping alive the fire and from wanting things with a bigger kind of ache, his heart cauterizing from holding inside the rage of knowing he's never, ever going to have them but―
"But?" Billy asks.
Steve grabs his wrist. Hollows out his cheeks. Inhales deep. Takes him a moment when he pulls away. To let go. Long enough that his fingers could read the way Billy's pulse is raging in his wrist, if he wanted to.
“But” And he’s smiling. Lopsided. He slips into Will's seat and stretches his neck toward the sky. Prolongs the wait. Exhales. "It's cute."
And then his gaze cuts down and he’s searching for him, with those eyes of his. For Billy, who can never stop looking at him so, when he finds him, finds him looking back already.
And Billy―
Billy.
"Cute?"
Billy. Blinks. His hand stops halfway from getting his own cigarette to his mouth. Stops his heart and it feels like time’s stopping too, in this narrowness Steve's presence has reduced the moment into. And he’s smiling big now. His eyes soft. Soft. So fucking soft. And Billy thinks,
You're getting soft too, Billy Hargrove. You want to let him shred off your skin, when Steve says,
"You," snorting a soft laugh, sun melting in his eyes like honey "With Will. Drawing."
Billy wants him to never stop looking at him like that. Wants to lean in, and kiss him.
"Shut up and smoke your fucking cigarette, Harrington" he growls.
And Steve rolls his eyes in a way that screams 'Gotcha, Hargrove', but leans his back against the peeling wood of the shack.
And does as he’s told.
(Next Tuesday, it's not just Will who shows up, when the bell starts ringing)
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i just finished translating this and, since i had originally written this part as and stand-alone thing. here it is. idk if it's worth the work of translating it whole, or if i really feel like it but, we'll see!. i've been at war with life and writing this past few weeks but i've been missing you so much, fandom <3<3<3. hope you've been doing well.
also billy + will + drawing is one of my fav hcs and there are a few tiny things more that i wanna write? hopefully i will 🌟
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The lying liars who lie
Years and years late to the party, I’ve finally gotten my hands on all the DVDs of BBC Sherlock, and I thought it would be fun to watch the extra material carefully, one piece after another, and also listen to at least some of the show makers’ commentary of the episodes. But at this point, after S4 where DVDs seemed to be a constant lying device in general, I tend to look at them with a bit more suspicious eyes...
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I still love the show of course, but now that I’ve taken this deep dive into all the special features, I find them a truly hard thing to try to wrap my head around. Even this long after the fact, I’m amazed by the amount of shameless, self-congratulatory BS in the DVDs, where the people involved can’t have enough of complimenting each other and their show, while they skillfully avoid to discuss anything actually meaningful about the plot line. ;) For example, Moffat claims in the S2 DVD that “In fact, you’ll never see a more obsessively authentic version of Sherlock Holmes than this one”. But if we follow their light-hearted commentary, which basically takes the show at face value, I’d call that not just hyperbole, but an outright lie. If you want to see the ‘authentic’ stories from ACD’s work in this show, you’ll definitely need to go much deeper into the subtext and meta levels - neither of which are mentioned on these DVDs of course. Here’s my own (rather subjective) ‘review’ of the whole thing, trying to pinpoint why I view most of the commentary of the show from its own makers as an advanced art of deception. 
(My musings under the cut)
Series 1 - a wealth of extra material
First of all - as many of you probably knew already - the whole of the Unaired Pilot is added to the DVD of S1. In the extra material about the making of the series, they (Sue Vertue, Mofftiss and others) talk about what things they changed between the Pilot and ASiP, claiming that many changes were necessary improvements once they knew that they had a whole series and a lot more time at their disposal. 
Which I can perfectly understand and agree with in general. But I think what’s missing in their discussions is more interesting than what’s actually there (”Mind the gap” ;) ). Things that I would expect from the show makers when they go to the trouble of comparing the pilot version with the aired product. There’s not a word, for example, about the fact that they added both Mycroft and Moriarty to the story in ASiP - two characters who later turn out to play major roles and appear in almost every other episode until the end of TFP. Or about the choice that one of the screenwriters would play Mycroft. 
Neither do they discuss why they chose to relocate the place where Sherlock was challenged by the cabbie from 221B to Roland Kerr’s School of Further Education. Instead they focus on the details, like for example the new design of the interior of 221B.
Not to mention the fact that almost every scene in the Pilot is mirrored in ASiP (as pointed out long ago by @kateis-cakeis X), but at Angelo’s in the Pilot Sherlock follows the events with the cabbie while looking in an actual mirror. I even noticed that in the Pilot the cabbie is offering Sherlock dark-coloured bottles with the pills in them, while in ASiP those bottles are transparent, as if the cabbie is offering Sherlock to play Black or White in the chess game that he is simulating. What’s with all these mirrors, though? Not a word on the DVD... ;)
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Now, even though these rather remarkable choices are neglected together with a great bunch of minor ones, I still think that the most interesting fact about all this is that they actually included the whole pilot version within this DVD, which is sold by the franchise. Why even do this, when it raises far more questions than it answers? The only logical reason I can come up with is that they’re laying out a track of little hints that anyone with a deep enough interest in the show to actually buy the DVDs can try to follow. And it seems to me that lying by omission is one of the first steps in the long line of cryptic and misleading author comments on this show. But at the same time, they clearly want the fans to have access to it all, even the abandoned version.
Moving on to Series 2, time for bigger lies 
In the extra material of this DVD Benedict himself describes how his character "faces one of his deadliest enemies in the shape of Love, and it comes in the form of Irene Adler, who is this extraordinary dominatrix [insert here a bunch of superlatives regarding Adler]...”. And then we see how Adler whips Sherlock with a riding crop (without any kind of consent, I have to add) while he’s lying on the floor, and we have Lara Pulver telling us how it was to have a go at Benedict on set. So Holmes whips dead bodies and Adler whips living; seems like a match made in hell! :))
Gatiss claims, grinning with his whole face, that “they’re clearly, absolutely made for each other”. OK, so I think we can see Sherlock being intellectually impressed by Adler, and even trying to protect her from Mycroft, and we can see John acting jealously. We can also see her being dressed and styled as a perfect, female mirror of Sherlock. But I’m still at a loss what all this has to do with love on Sherlock’s part? Especially since he’s not even responding in any fashion to her various attempts at seducing him. 
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And there’s more: Paul McGuigan, the director of ASiB, claims that the scene where Sherlock has a conversation with Adler inside his Mind Palace about the crime case with the car that backfires "is a part of a kind of love story, if you like...” No, I don’t. Maybe it’s just me, but if their aim really was to convey to their audience a love story between Sherlock and The Woman, I think they failed miserably. All I see is a guy ’mansplaining’ to a clever woman how to use her brain, while she’s trying to flirt with him by expressing her admiration (to no avail, though) and make deductions at the same time. Nothing new under the sun, really. John did the same thing repeatedly in ASiP (without making own deductions) and got far more attention from Sherlock, but I’ve never heard any of the show makers call that ”a love story”. But by ’lie-splaining’ the scene with Irene to the audience, they try to manipulate us all to see it as such...
In all the direct commentary of this episode, where Steven, Mark, Sue, Benedict and Lara are present, I get the impression that every time they even touch on the relationship between Sherlock and John, they hurry to add the term “friendship” or “man love” or similar words in case they forgot them at first, avoiding even the tiniest possibility that there could be anything more going on between them. They even explain that when Irene calls them “a couple” she does not mean anything romantic. This whole approach feels almost paranoic in the midst of all the laid-back jokes and light-hearted talk about the filming. It’s as if a sort of restrictive, heteronormative filter or blanket is being constantly applied, to teach the audience the ‘no homo’ lesson of it all. And the more I listen to this, the more tiresome it becomes.
In the commentary Moffat does reveal an interesting detail, though: that the ‘Flight of the Dead’ in ASiB was inspired by a cut out scene in the Bond movie On Her Majesty's Secret Service. To me this is just one more reason to question the ‘authentic’ quality of this scene, as opposed to possibly taking place in Sherlock’s Mind Palace. But I digress... 
Listening to the commentary in general, it’s like it’s aimed to distract the attention from what’s going on at the screen rather than highlight it and try to explain their intentions. They do mention that Irene didn’t actually ‘beat’ Sherlock in the end of ASiB, but there’s no explanation of this obvious deviation from canon, where Adler does indeed fool Holmes, taking advantage of his prejudices.
The rest of the extra material of S2 is mostly about technical stuff, special effects and such, and also about filming techniques and Benedict’s delivery of fast deductions. But the part I really do love is the one where Andrew Scott talks about how much he enjoyed playing the scene where Moriarty dances before breaking into the Crown Jewels. That’s one of my favorite scenes of he whole show. :) Also, the takeaway message from this DVD is Moffat’s words at the end: 
“These are still the formative years of Sherlock Holmes, and the most important thing about this series is not that it’s updated; it’s the fact that those two men are still young and they’re still at the beginning of what they don’t yet know is gonna be a lifelong partnership”. 
And then comes Series 3... 
...and its extra material, with the most blatant attempts at deception so far, I believe. At this point Sherlock is called a “psychopath” by both the show’s characters, John’s blog, Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman as if it were true, which is a big deviation from ACD canon. That simply doesn’t happen there; while Holmes is sometimes described as eccentric, no one in the books is ever claiming that Sherlock Holmes has some kind of mental illness leaning towards cruelty and egotism - not even his enemies say this about him. In the show, however, they begin in ASiP with making him torture a dying man for information (something that is not included in the Pilot). And in S3, where they avoid discussing the reason why they turned Mary Morstan into a ruthless assassin, this major shift is glossed over by the fact that in the same episode (HLV) they also turn Sherlock into a murderer, who cold-bloodedly blows the brains out of a blackmailer for threatening to make said assassin’s crimes public. 
But without ever getting into the “why” of it all, the cast and crew seem overly happy and smiling describing these rather morbid choices as something positive; “fantastic”, "fresh and new” and "amazing” are their choice of words. Benedict claims that Mary, who has literally shot and almost killed Sherlock in HLV, is now "a new best friend of Sherlock’s”. Amanda claims that Mary “is protecting John” when she shoots Sherlock in the chest. Now they’re both psychopaths, and poor little John is forced to stomach them both because he’s addicted to danger. In Amanda’s words, Mary also “kind of gets in between the two of them, but she wants them to be together as well”.  Which is a load of BS considering that Mary tries to kill the protagonist of the story.
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Lars Mikkelsen thinks it’s “such a good script” because “you’re mislead as an audience”. But he never gets the chance to expand on what the misleading actually contains, because then Mofftiss cut in to express how much they love playing with “what ifs”. As if this whole mega-budget project of a show were just a big experimental playground without any actual story to tell. 
Benedict repeats his line from HLV that Magnussen “preys on people who are different” and Moffat also says he “exploits people who are different”. Which is really confusing, considering what we can see Magnussen actually do in the show. Lady Smallwood and John Garvie are two well-established, powerful governmental politicians whom Magnussen blackmails by finding their respective pressure points. In Garvie’s case his pressure point seems to be alcohol problems in his past, but according to media he’s later arrested on charges of corruption. Lady Smallwood is blackmailed on the basis of her husband having sent compromising letters to a minor many years ago, in spite of later claiming that he thought she was older and stopped when he found out the truth. And then Magnussen is blackmailing an assassin who recently threatened to execute him but shot Sherlock Holmes instead, in order to try to get at Sherlock’s brother Mycroft, another powerful governmental figure. 
But what does media seeking out dirt on certain people in power and their families have to do with “people who are different”? Despicable as the method may be, isn’t this unfortunately how political power play usually works in our society? Or are TPTB somehow a repressed minority group now? Unless this whole “people who are different” accusation is actually about something entirely different, something that none of the show makers even cares to mention... ;)
In these DVDs, none of the involved persons is ever discussing the change of roles with regards to canon, though, or the (lack of) logics in this turn of events, or even a hint about the narrative motivation behind them. It’s all about the great Drama, the extraordinary visual effects and the aim to endlessly “surprise the audience”. Which is fine by me to a certain extent, but when this is all that’s being said, it feels extremely superficial, as if the audience is merely seen as a bunch of consumers that have to be triggered more and more by horror, special effects and cliff hangers to be able to appreciate the show. (“Warm paste” indeed, like Gatiss has later criticized some viewers of wanting...) While the "why”; the idea behind this surrealistic adaptation, made by self-proclaimed fanboys of ACD, is not even touched upon. Around this, the silence is total and therefore totally confusing.
Maybe I shouldn’t even go into Series 4...
...but why not, since I’ve already started? :) 
First of all, there’s a lot of extra material on this DVD and I particularly love the parts about the music and composing and Arwel Wyn Jones’ work with the design and build-up of John’s and Mary’s flat and the interior of 221B. Those bits are truly enjoyable. What I could live without, though, is the leading commentary that kind of instructs us, the audience, how we should interpret the show. 
Benedict is on it again on this DVD, telling us that in TST they picked up where they left off in S3 and “It’s a very happy unit of three people that then become four.” Why does he feel the need to make this statement, considering how S3 ended? Actually, if there’s anything I totally fail to see in S4, it’s happiness. The banter between the three  of them may seem entertaining for a while, but who could have a relaxed, warm relationship with someone who tried and almost succeeded to kill you less than a year ago? Without any sign of remorse? Now there’s a dark tone of discomfort and mean jokes that feels forced and not even a bit happy to me. 
But Martin tells us how excited John and Mary are about starting a family and Amanda mentions how much they’re looking forward to the baby. Again and again it’s repeated, as though trying to rub it in: “they’re in a good place, they’re a loving, married couple”. Yeah, right - a child that (judging by TSoT) wasn’t at all planned and now with an assassin for a mother... Twice we see the new parents complain that their daughter has the mark of Satan on her forehead and debate which horror movie she’s from. The clichéd hypocrisy of it all is sickening, and I’m willing to bet that it’s really meant to be. ;) 
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But Gatiss chimes in, deciding for us all that the christening of Rosie is “a funny scene” and “they’re enjoying each other, enjoying being on adventures as a three”.
An interesting detail is that Gatiss also tells us that the working name of this episode was “The Adventure of the Melting power Ranger”. So this little blue guy was that important? :) And - even more interesting - is when he says: “Cake is now the code for violent death”. So how should we interpret Sherlock, John and Molly going out to have cake in TLD then, on Sherlock’s (supposed) birthday? 
These might be jokes, though, but when they tell us that Sue cries every time she sees Mary’s death I strongly believe they must be joking. How could anyone feel truly moved by this overly sentimental long monologue where far more efforts are put into reacting to Mary’s speech than saving her life? And John’s mooing like a cow, is that also moving? :)
One thing Martin says about TLD that actually disgusts me is regarding the morgue scene where John assaults Sherlock and Sherlock lets it happen: “From there, really, their relationship can only sort of rebuild, that’s the absolute worst it can get”. As if outright physical abuse would be something that makes you want to rebuild a relationship? Wow - just wow... How far can they go with this crap?
Anyway, when we finally arrive at the absurdity of TFP and Sherlock’s ‘secret sister’, everything is of course discussed as if she actually does exist on the given premises, and everything she does is ‘real’, no matter how impossible it would be in real life. The abandonment of any attempt to have the story line make logical sense is skillfully covered up by more distraction with fascinating technicalities of the film making process. This is where Gatiss makes his now almost classic statement that after Sherlock and John jump out of the window at 221B when a grenade explodes there, it’s just “Boop! And they’re fine.” 
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Of course there’s no serious attempt at explaining this logically. Except perhaps Gatiss claiming that they both landed on Speedy’s awning - whatever good that would do to them, since the awning is leaning downwards, but never mind... But we never even saw that happen, did we? A great deal of time is then dedicated to show all the precautions to have Martin and Ben jumping safely at low level onto a madras supported by empty cardboard boxes.
Sian Brooke did say something interesting about Sherrinford, however, that got me thinking. She said that Eurus “wants revenge for the years and years that she has been held captive” there, isolated, and that in TFP the Holmes children are now “lab rats” and “it’s an experiment”. On a meta level, I think we can indeed see this episode - and maybe the whole show - as a kind of experiment, but maybe we, the audience, are also lab rats? Since Sherrinford is slightly shaped like a film camera (not commented in the extra material, of course), it leads my thought to all the adaptations through the years and years where Holmes and Watson have not been allowed to be together. A whole century when Sherlock Holmes has been held captive, restricted by the very same sort of heteronormative filter that all this extra material imposes; it’s like Sherrinford, isn’t it? Which gives all the more meaning to Moriarty’s arrival to the island, accompanied by Freddy Mercury’s “I want to break free”...
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I think I’ll let the final words in this little exposé come from Mark Gatiss in The Writers’ Chat (my bolding):
“Moriarty is a fascinating thing in that in our sea of ongoing lies, one thing we’ve genuinely been completely consistent about is telling people he’s dead. But no-one believes it! And it’s a rather brilliant thing.”  Again - self-congratulatory statements. But instead of providing some actual evidence of the death of this character, who has kept popping up in almost every episode since his supposed demise, they think that the more a confirmed liar repeats something, the truer it gets? And the more we’re supposed to believe them? Well, all we can do is wait and see. :)
Tagging some people who might be interested: 
@raggedyblue​ @ebaeschnbliah​ @sarahthecoat​ @gosherlocked​ @lukessense​ @sagestreet​ @thepersianslipper​
My earlier meta on a similar topic (X)
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