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ordinaryschmuck · 3 years

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Top 20 BEST Animated Series of the 2010s-4th Place

To anyone who plans on making a reboot of their favorite show in the future, you might want to take notes on this next pick. Because if you ask me, this next series that I'm going to talk about is the best example of how to do a reboot properly.

#4-Ducktales (2017-2021)

The Plot: Scrooge McDuck is the richest duck in the world, who made it big by also being one of the greatest adventurers of all time...ten years ago. Sadly, after an unfortunate accident with the family, Scrooge is forced to live the life of a normal businessman-er-duck. Up until Donald Duck asks Scrooge to watch over his nephews: Huey, Dewey, and Louie. What starts off as a single day of babysitting soon turns into a life of adventure as Scrooge gets back into the adventuring spirit to show his new family what the world really has to offer.

Now I want to make one thing clear: As of the moment of me writing this review, I have seen a total of zero episodes of the original Ducktales. That being said, despite my limited knowledge of the series, I still think it’s fair of me to point out how this is hands down the best reboot as of late (and I’ll explain more as to why that is later). And besides, from what I’ve heard from fans who have watched the original, Ducktales (2017) is a pretty faithful adaptation of the beloved franchise. The reason is that I believe this show remembers the two most important rules of making a reboot.

The first rule of a reboot is to try something new while still being faithful to the source material. Doing something like that is simple as a writer just needs to keep what the fans love and change what they hated. And trust me when I say that the writers of Ducktales (2017) knows how to do just that. For the most part, the show is about a family going on crazy globe-trotting adventures while still learning that family is the best adventure of all, much like the original. As for the characters, most of them keep their fun personalities. Scrooge is still a stingy miser with the heart for adventure, Launchpad is still the lovable idiot who can’t fly a plane, and Donald Duck still remains the one who gets stuck with all the bad luck. Then some characters have their personalities/roles revamped into something that improves upon the original. The best example is Fenton, who is still the wannabe superhero but is now a scientist in this show, wherein the old one was just Scrooge’s accountant. This way, both the hero and the man-DUCK-who’s behind the mask are equally capable of saving the day. There’s also Mrs. Beakley, who was originally a nanny that nagged Scrooge’s ear off for putting the kids in danger. In the reboot, she’s treated more as the anchor of reality to the more oddball characters, who also used to be a kick-butt super spy in her younger years. It is still the same role, but a different interpretation.

Now, some characters receive grand changes to their original personalities. But from what I’ve heard, those changes are made for the better. And there are no characters that need it more than the children. More specifically, Huey, Dewey, and Louie. This show does something that I’m eternally grateful for, and that’s giving each of these three their own distinct personalities and quirks. For years I couldn’t for the life of me tell the triplets apart. They had the same design, the same voice, the same personality, and the only difference people had to go off of are their different colors (which really didn’t do much to help). Here, they have different designs, voices, and now defining character traits for each of them. Huey is the smart and responsible boy scout, Dewey is the annoying attention seeker, and Louie is the best character in the entire show, and I WILL FREAKING FIGHT YOU ON THAT! And let us not forget the most appreciated change: Webby. From what I’ve heard, fans hated the original Webby, as she was nothing more than just the stereotypical girl of the group. Here, she’s given an actual personality and a fun one to boot. Webby is the ecstatic thrill-seeking adventurer who is skilled in combat training (thanks to her grandma) and is (of course) a socially awkward girl who wants to make friends. Like I said, this show took the idea that the fans hated and changed it into something that they’ll love. Which makes sense why the writers mastered this because they themselves are real fans of the show.

It is clear how much the writers are fans of the Ducktales franchise as they filled Ducktales (2017) with many references. And not just references to the original series but also references to the classic comics by Carl Barks and even the NES video game from the 1980s (seriously, this show will make you feel things about the “Moon Theme” you wouldn’t think was possible!). Even the show’s animation seems to be a homage to both the cartoon and comics. Not only do the characters and backgrounds have a more comic book style to them, but the characters also work on a mix of realistic and cartoony logic. And let me just say, it is refreshing to see characters in a Disney show have cartoon logic to them since Wander Over Yonder got canceled. And it’s not just Ducktales that the series reference, but even classic Disney movies (of course) and other shows in the Disney Afternoon lineup. And when it comes to these references, it’s more than just a subtle wink to the fans. The writers actually go out of their way to write a story around these beloved characters, so people who don’t get the joke won’t be one-hundred percent lost. For instance, without giving anything away, the writers found a brilliant way to reintroduce Darkwing Duck in this universe that feels right for this famous character. And if you ask me personally, these are the best ways to handle references for a reboot. Make them work within the story, even if you don’t fully get the joke.

This brings me to the second most important rule of a reboot: Make a quality product even though it is based on something else. Let us pretend that the original never existed. Would Ducktales (2017) still be as good as it is now? Personally, as a person who has never seen the original, I think it is.

This is another show that mixes slice of life episodes with adventure ones, similar to My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. And just like Friendship is Magic, both are equally interesting because the characters themselves make them so. No matter what situation the Duck Family are in, the audience will care about it because the characters care about it. In fact, I think Ducktales (2017) handles the mix of slice of life and adventure much better than Friendship is Magic. In MLP: FiM, the adventure-based episodes force the characters to stick to their simple personality traits to move the story forward, and character-based ones help them grow. In Ducktales (2017), because the characters regularly go on adventures, they grow as characters no matter the situation. For example, my favorite episode is “The Great Dime Chase” where the main plot is Louie finding Scrooge’s #1 dime after accidentally spending it. While in that same episode, Dewey and Webby try to solve a mystery around the boys’ mom. We get a great lesson about the importance of hard work and a fascinating plot of an overarching mystery within the season, all taking place within the same episode. Both are interesting, neither feels as though it overshadows the other, and the characters develop along the way.

Another thing this show mixes well is comedy and drama. A lot of shows recently tried way too hard to find that perfect mix. Ducktales (2017) is one of the few examples that nails it. The comedy is hilarious, the drama is endearing, and neither feels like it’s prioritized over the other. The show starts off with this mix as well, where others that I’ve talked about seem to start off as purely comedic only to take themselves more seriously later on. That isn’t entirely a bad thing, but I feel as though Ducktales (2017) is the best way to go about the method. That way, fans won’t be complaining about how much “better” the show used to be in its first batch of episodes, much like Star V.S. the Forces of Evil.

Unfortunately, while I recommend this show, it’s not without its fair share of issues. Or rather, issue, as there really is only one problem I have with it. And that problem can be summed up with one name: Dewey Duck. For the most part, I dislike Dewy. Because he’s nothing more than a Ben Schwarts character. No disrespect to Ben Schwarts himself, but lately, it feels as though he only plays the one character from time to time: The egotistical attention seeker slowly and surely learning to be a better person who realizes that not everything is about him. That’s the character he plays in both Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Sonic the Hedgehog (2020), and it’s the character he plays here. And the thing about these characters is that they’re not as lovable as Ben Schwarts thinks they sound. In fact (and, again, I mean no disrespect to the actor. I’m sure he’s a lovely person in real life), every single one of these characters comes off as kind of annoying rather than as the lovable rapscallions I’m sure they’re meant to be. However, there is one thing worth mentioning about Dewey. While he’s portrayed as annoying when used for comedy, Dewey is surprisingly a compelling character when used for drama. The thing is, he’s rarely used for dramatic moments and is meant as a source of comedy. Hence why I said I disliked him for the most part.

Other than that, there aren’t really that many problems with the show. Well, there are, but they’re mostly nitpicks that the series more than makes up for. Is it weird that the kids are voiced by adults? Yes, but the actors do a great job at being sincere and have great comedic timing than any kid could have. Are there changes to characters that fans might not enjoy? Probably, but I have yet to have seen anyone that has annoyed me as much as Dewey has. Are the villains just evil for the sake of being evil? Yes, but that’s not really a big deal. In fact, a villain doesn’t need a heartbreaking backstory as to why they’ve become so evil. They just need to have a great personality that’s fun to watch, which every villain in the show has (aside from season two’s antagonist who’s basically a Disney surprise villain. And I hate them with a fiery passion). Does it feel as though the show suffers from “too many characters” syndrome? It sometimes does, but each character has such a fun and unique personality that I find it hard to forget most of them.

So really, Ducktales (2017) is the best reboot in recent memory. This is crazy, seeing as how lately it feels as though Disney doesn’t even know how to properly reboot their own movies to save their lives. This is why I feel as though people should take notes on what Ducktales (2017) does if they ever feel like rebooting something they loved as a kid. Because this is more than just a retelling of the same story that people know by heart. This is a fantastic show with even better characters, stories, and tone. Whether you’ve been a fan since the beginning, or a part of the new generation of viewers, odds are you’ll be screaming Whoo-Ooo with every episode.

(Also, a word of warning to those who haven’t watched the show yet: Beware the theme song. Trust me when I say it’ll be stuck in your head until the day you die)

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janetbrown711 · 4 years

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“I ask myself what did I do to get as far as I’ve gotten…”

Evelyn Covey had practically planned out her life for the next couple of years. Sure, she was just in seventh grade, but that meant she was close to highschool, which is close to college, which is close to the rest of her life, and soon enough she’ll be dead. Planning everything out in her life hadn’t been her first idea, but her mom and dad insisted she and Eric plan things out. After all, they were heirs to a pretty large fortune, they had to be careful what they did.

Basically, Evelyn planned to be head of the yearbook committee in middle school so she’d easily climb up the ladder in high school to be head by, at the earliest, sophomore year, then become head of the student council by at least junior year. Senior year would be more reasonable but, as her mother put it, “my children are exceptional, not reasonable”. She would also be head of the dance team and become a master of point ballet so she’d be several years ahead of her class by the time she gets into Julliard and before she knows it she’s Prima Ballerina just like her mother. Also, at some point soon she was supposed to start dating, but only rich boys that were approved of by her mother.

Along the way, she was supposed to make friends with powerful people’s children and use them to her advantage. For the most part, Evelyn was good at that, with a few exceptions (Odette Jefferson, for one). Evelyn had a pretty tight squad and was pretty well-liked, and she was even cool with Eric and his sporty guy friends who were supposed to help him with his future.

However, there was one friend that was completely unpredicted and probably a liability in the eyes of her mother, and her name was Hazel.

Evelyn had no idea what really drew her to Hazel. She was the cousin of one of her dad’s business partners (and a very powerful one at that, but for reasons beyond Evelyn’s knowledge, she and Eric weren’t close to) but she knew she definitely wasn’t rich like Selena. She was nervous and kinda dorky. She always wore a scrunchie with a messy curly ponytail. She was naturally beautiful, which was all the odder as Hazel didn’t even seem to notice it. In fact, Hazel seemed to always be hiding in a sweater of some sort. Needless to say, Hazel was nothing that Evelyn was used to. Maybe that was it...

She knew that her mom would probably not approve of their friendship, but after the fall formal dance, Evelyn found herself hanging out with Hazel more and more. They didn’t have the same lunch, but Evelyn would find her after school and they’d chat for a little bit, and Evelyn sat near Hazel whenever possible during science and PE. She knew it was suspicious, especially to her friends, but Hazel was just... enticing.

Her smile, her eyes, her laugh, the way she drummed her fingers on her desk when she was thinking, the way she would just ramble on and on until she caught herself... she was...

Evelyn thought Hazel was cute, but she didn’t admit that to herself often. It didn’t matter, she had ‘the plan’ to think about. Grades, friendships, eventual relationships, her whole future couldn’t fall apart because Evelyn thought maybe that one girl was kinda cute.

However, despite the little warning voice inside her head, she had invited Hazel and her cousin (Hazel never went anywhere without Selena) to her and Eric’s 13th birthday party. If anyone asked, Evelyn would say Selena was the daughter and future heiress of Louie Inc. and despite not being big in the social circles, she was still important and her cousin was just a tag along. Eric knew better, of course, but her friends (and more importantly, her mother) bought it.

Anyway, that was how she got to the present moment; at her house eating pizza with her group of friends- plus Eric and Selena- with Hazel in the corner on Evelyn’s window seat, reading something on her phone, and the rest of her friends gossiping and playing games while also posting to Duckigram.

“Enjoying the party?” Evelyn asked, taking a bite of her pizza.

“O-oh yeah! Totally!” Hazel blushed and laughed. “J-just a little tired is all.”

“I get it,” Evelyn gave her a smile, which seemed to relax her. “Selena’s kinda a natural, I didn’t expect her to click with all my friends that well, since she doesn’t really know them and all,” Evelyn commented.

“Oh yeah, she’s very amicable like that,” Hazel nodded. “She just chooses not to get involved in popularity contests- n- no offense or anything-!” Hazel bit her tongue.

“No, it’s cool, I get it,” Evelyn chuckled. “I get a little tired of it too sometimes, but I find my own ways to cope.” Hazel nodded in tired agreement.

“Here- you wanna go outside?” Evelyn stood and set down her plate on a nightstand.

“Y-you wanna leave the party?” Hazel glanced over at Evelyn’s friends.

“Psh, they’ll be fine. We’ll breathe just for a minute, it’ll be fun,” Evelyn offered her hand. When Hazel glanced at it, she realized how stupid the gesture was and was about to pull away when Hazel took it and Evelyn helped her up. The two snuck out of the room and eventually made their way to the balcony. The night air had done exactly what Evelyn had hoped, Hazel seeming to relax in an instant.

“This is pretty cool,” Hazel said, remarking on the fairy lights wrapping around the ledge, giving the balcony a nice soft glow.

“Thanks,” Evelyn said, going to the rail and leaning on it. Hazel joined her.

“You can practically see all of Duckburg from here,” She said, eyes shining like diamonds as she looked out.

“Yep yep,” Evelyn found herself lacking anything else to say, so she just took a deep breath.

“Are you okay?” Hazel asked, which made Evelyn blush a little.

“Yeah, I’m just a little more tired than I realized,” She chuckled.

“I feel you,” Hazel nodded.

“You know, I think you should consider yourself lucky that you weren’t born into all this. There’s so much politics involved in every single friendship and party, it’s honestly one big headache,” Evelyn rubbed her arms and leaned more on the ledge. “I can’t even count the number of times I’ve just sat and wondered what the heck I’ve ever done to get as far as I’ve gotten... It’s hard to tell what’s real and what isn’t.”

“W-well I’m sure it’s not all bad. I mean, you do have a lot of friends. That’s nice,” Hazel said.

“It’s hard to tell if they’re genuine or not though. A lot of my friends were simply formed because of our parents,” Evelyn said. “Not you though! You’re a lot different than most of my friends.”

“What do you mean?” Hazel questioned.

“Not in a bad way-! I-i mean... you’re actually pretty cool. I choose you to be my friend, you know?” Evelyn cursed internally. Hazel smiled a little.

“T-thanks. You’re pretty cool too,” Hazel said. Evelyn felt her heart give a flutter.

“Thanks,” She smiled. They looked at each other for quite the moment, before returning their gaze to the city. Evelyn took a sip of her soda.

“You know... you’re really pretty. Have you ever been told that?” Evelyn asked, realizing it was a pretty stupid question to ask someone only after she said it.

“I mean- outside of my dad and great aunt and uncle and Selena? No, not really,” She said, scratching the back of her neck.

“It’s true, you’re really... really pretty,” Evelyn glanced at Hazel, but their eyes met, and they went back.

“Thanks,” Hazel smiled more. “You’re really pretty too.”

Evelyn felt her heart do a summersault.

“Th-thanks,” She said, turning her face away as she felt herself become a blushing mess.

There was a moment of silence between the two, minus the ambiance of the night and the background music of the party not too far away. However, it wasn’t unbearable, in fact, it was relaxing. Just two girls enjoying each other's company on a cool Friday night...

“Evelyn..?” Hazel asked.

“Yes?” Evelyn responded, turning to her.

“Y-you don’t... I-i mean... Do you...? I-...” Hazel couldn’t get the words out.

“What do you mean?” Evelyn tilted her head a little. Hazel glanced at her before shaking her head.

“N-nevermind. Forget I asked anything,” Hazel shook her head. Evelyn decided it was probably best she didn’t push and left it at that, taking another sip of her soda.

“You know... I’ve never really been to a birthday party outside of my family,” Hazel said.

“Oh?” Evelyn said.

“Yeah... and I know that sounds a little stupid, but... I’m not the best at making friends... so... I just want you to know... I appreciate you. A lot,” Hazel said, facing Evelyn.

“I appreciate you too Hazel,” Evelyn said, suddenly aware of how close they were. She looked into Hazel’s eyes and Hazel looked right back.

“Y-yeah... I get really shy and quiet around people, a-and you’ve really helped me reach out and grow, even if it’s j-just a little. I never would’ve dreamed of this last year,” Hazel said, leaning in a little.

“You’re really cool Hazel, I’m lucky to know you,” Evelyn replied. Hazel blushed a little.

Just then, Evelyn closed her eyes, leaned in, and kissed her.

To her surprise, it felt good. Really good. It was better than any kiss Evelyn had ever had before. Those countless dares she had taken with her friends were nothing compared to this.

However, right after the moment passed, both girl’s eyes snapped right open, and they jumped away from each other in shock.

“H-hazel- I-”

“Hey, Evelyn, where’ve you- oh hey Hazel. What’s going on here?” Eric appeared on the balcony door right on time. Hazel turned away.

“Nothing much,” Evelyn cleared her throat to quickly get a grip on herself, though her heart was pounding a thousand miles a minute. “We were just about to head back, right?” she said, turning to Hazel.

“Y-yeah,” Hazel said, still not able to look at her. Evelyn’s smile fell.

‘Great job Evelyn, you just screwed up the best friendship you’ve ever had,’ Evelyn facepalmed internally. Silently, the three of them went back to the party and Evelyn did her best to act like it didn’t happen.

It wasn’t easy though, as a voice in the back of her mind kept screaming at her.

‘You’re such an idiot. Hazel doesn’t like you like that! Now she hates you.’

‘You can’t like Hazel, this isn’t with the plan. Mom will totally kill you.’

‘What the hell is wrong with you?! Who kisses a person they barely know?’

‘You can’t risk your future like this.’

‘None of your friends would approve.’

‘How do you even know what love is? You’re thirteen. You can’t like someone like that, especially a girl.’

‘Mom is gonna kill you.’

‘That was a mistake.’

‘You’re such an idiot.’

Evelyn wished she could just turn her brain off.

Eventually, Hazel asked if she and Selena could leave. Evelyn managed a nod, expecting that. They left not long after that, and it was safe to say the rest of the party felt like a waste. Evelyn’s mind was eating itself alive and she wished she could take back the whole thing.

But Evelyn knew she couldn’t. Sooner or later... this was going to have to address itself again. The thought wasn’t comforting; it only got her thinking about how her friends and family would react, which filled her soul with dread.

So for the present moment, it was a lot easier to deny the truth. She just... couldn’t risk what she had built; what she was going to build. She had her whole future, she couldn’t just... drive it all off the rails. Not right now.

She was just confused... there wasn’t anything really there. And even if there were, it couldn’t be worth it... right?

Evelyn took out her phone and gave Hazel a quick text.

“I’m sorry for everything” and sighed. She hadn’t meant to screw this up so badly...

Hazel read the text but didn’t respond.

Evelyn pressed the phone against her forehead, cursing herself for being an idiot.

Evelyn added: “We can pretend it never happened if you want”

Hazel started to type, but after a long moment, stopped. Eventually, she gave the message a thumbs up. Evelyn groaned internally. She hated this, she never wanted to make Hazel feel bad, and yet... she sighed.

Then again... maybe it’d be easier this way. Evelyn could just move on and pretend it never happened. Their regular old friendship would return in no time and everything would be fine and as planned. Evelyn would just play the part she was always meant to, and she’d move on and everything would just be okay. After all, she was only 13, none of this meant anything.

“Evelyn, you good?” Eric asked, noticing her worried looks. Evelyn glanced around to see if anyone was paying attention to her, which no one was.

“I screwed up,” she sighed. “But I’ll fix it, it’ll be fine... it has to be,” she muttered the last part under her breath. Eric gave her a sympathetic look but didn’t push further than that, which was good. Evelyn wasn’t sure how well she’d be able to hide this from him. He was her twin after all.

That didn’t change anything though. This whole... Hazel thing was against the plan, so Evelyn would just pretend it never happened, keep being her friend and move on.

She had to.

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kimkymury · 4 years

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Blue Rose Tears - Chapter 1

Hello everyone! This is my first Kazeki fanfiction, and I wanted to share with you guys!

This story will focus on Pascal and Carl relationship, I hope you like It!

Sinopses: Carl’s feelings for Serge became a problem in the religious boy’s life. Hide his feelings for the pianist It’s making him lose his mind. Fortunatelly, the excentric cientist Pascal Biquet know exactly how to help his friend.

Some characters are homophobic and have attitudes that I do not agree with, understand that their opinion does not represent mine.

English is not my native language, so If you find any grammar mistakes, please let me know.

The Portuguese version of this is story is also available on Wattpad:

https://www.wattpad.com/924756625-as-l%C3%A1grimas-da-rosa-azul-cap%C3%ADtulo-1

Narrator P.O.V

It was another pleasant afternoon at the Lacombrade Academy, a spring breeze made the place peaceful. The day’s classes were over, the students were in their rooms studying or playing outside.

But on of them, Carl Messier, to be more specific, was not doing either of those two things. Professor Louie Renné had given him a task: To tell Serge Battour that he would like to have a conversation with him.

The dark-haired boy already imagined the topic of the conversations, probably, the teacher would invite the pianist to play at the Conservatory, starting the music career of the young viscount.

Deep inside, Carl would like to refuse that task, but It would be unwise to disobey the orders of a teacher. With a few books his hand and a serious expression, the boy was looking for his friend throughout the school.

He had already gone to room 17, but no one was there. The pianist and his blond roommate were probably busy.

Just thinking about Gilbert, the young man shuddered. Lately they have been getting closer, since him and the other boys became friends, but Carl still didn't feel totally comfortable around him.

When no one was looking, Carl calmly analyzed Gilbert Cocteau's beauty. He wondered what the texture of those blond hair would be like and how soft that pale skin would be.

This kind of thinking was quickly repressed by himself. The attraction he felt for Gilbert was something more physical, he was just captivated by his beauty, nothing he could do could overcome Carl's current obsession.

Serge Battour was his name, the young Gypsy with many talents. It was impressive how many things Serge was good at. The gypsy was an excellent pianist, good at sports and always got good grades.

But that was not all that delighted young Carl Messier. As he headed out of school, he thought of all the admiration he felt for Serge.

In addition to being good at so many things, he was a wonderful person. There was not a moment when the pianist was rude or lost his temper with someone for no reason, he was always kind, helpful, friendly and welcoming.

Whenever one of the boys was feeling bad, he was there to comfort them. Serge was a person that everyone wanted to be around.

That simple feeling of admiration that Carl had for his friend turned into something else. Whenever he saw the viscount, he paid more attention to him than he should. He jotted down the most subtle ways in his mind, and every fact about Serge seemed interesting.

Carl stopped thinking about it as soon as he entered the forest, walking through the trees, he repeated to himself that it was wrong. To have such thoughts for a man was impure, and he would be punished by God.

Looking for his friend in the forest was the last of his options, since he didn't find him anywhere else. As he walked among the plants, he could hear some voices talking.

He recognized them from afar, they were the voices of Serge and Gilbert. Carl seriously considered whether to proceed or not, but his curiosity spoke louder.

Following the sounds, he spots two silhouettes close to each other. He had found Serge, right? Just go over there and let him know about Professor Louie Renné.

What was keeping him from continuing?

In an act of desperation, he hides behind a nearby tree and listens attentively to their conversation.

“What am I doing? Spying on my friends like I’m a jeaulous lover?”

Lover…

Thinking about that word made him shudder, he had just imagined himself in Gilbert’s place, being Serge’s lover. In his eyes, that was wrong, he never thought he would be able to imagine loving another man.

Serge and Gilbert’s voices take him out of those thoughts that tortured him:

“Serge…please.” – A soft voice said calmly, letting Carl’s imagination do the work of recreating the scene in his mind.

“Gilbert…” – A deeper voice responds in a sweet tone; the hidden boy had never heard his friend speaking in such a delicate way.

“Hold me, please, hold me!” – Carl ventured to observe the scene, he slowly moved his head to see what was happening.

His heart was racing, he was sweating and he couldn’t move. Without saying a word, the gypsy gently wrapped his arms around the blond boy, holding him as if It were the most delicate thing that existed.

The religious boy’s eyes filled with water, that was too much for him. Why did he feel that burning pain that destroyed him inside?

He tried to hold back the tears that threatened to flow, he was already getting dizzy from holding his breath.

“Your arms are so warm, Serge…” – That sentence was enough hurt the poor boy. He no longer cared about anything, he felt a shame and a terrible pain that he was unable to express.

The legs that were previously wobbly run out of there, the tears that were trapped run violently down his face.

Carl did not understand what he was feeling, or rather, he was afraid to understand and eventually regret it.

When he leaves the forest, he wipes his wet face with the sleeve of his shirt.

“What is wrong with me? How do I make this pain go away?” – He thought to himself, looking for relief, something that could comfort him.

That was when he heard the sound of bells, a very familiar sound. They were played almost every day, directly from the church.

When he was a little boy, he was taught that whenever he feels sad, he should talk to God. This became a habit, daily he apologized for the feelings he had for his friend and felt more and more guilty.

After disguising his red face by crying, Carl decided to go to the Church to have a moment of peace, perhaps that action would take the weight off his shoulders.

The teacher’s orders could wait, he didn’t care about the punishments, he just needed to get Serge out of his mind.

The school chapel conveyed a peace that could not be found anywhere else, the boy had grown up there, his childhood and part of his teenage years was contained in that place.

The feeling of calm and happiness that the Church brought to Carl was not comparable to what he felt being close to Serge. Obviously, he already had friends before, like Neka or Kurt, but a small part of him felt he was special to the gypsy.

~Flashback from some time ago~

“My name is Carl Messier, nice to meet you. I hope we can be friends, Serge!” – That was the first time he saw the viscount; he was called by Professor Watts to introduce himself.

The instant their eyes met, he knew there was something different about that boy. The soft touch of when he shook his hand made him shiver.

Carl wanted to have that boy around, so he decided to be with him whenever possible.

“There is the cafeteria, we are very punctual with mealtimes, so It is better not to be late.” – He repeated the same phrases he always said when welcoming new students, but with Serge It was different.

That expression in his face enchanted the boy, he seemed to be amazed by such simple things.

“Got it, thanks for being nice and showing the school!” – Serge replied smiling when he finished hearing his new friend talking.

Why was he thanking him for doing nothing more than his duty? No one had ever noticed Carl’s efforts to do his job.

“Well, you’re welcome. You can ask something you want to know or if you need help with something!” – That was the Carl everyone knew, kind and helpful.

After showing Serge the whole Lacombrade, he must let the boy go back to his room. It lasted only a few hours was one of the best moments in Carl’s life.

He didn’t want to leave Serge, he wanted to spend more time with him. But, he had no power to control this situation, all he could do was hope that they could become close.

“Our tour ends here, your room is at the end of the hall.” –

“Thank you so much for showing me this place, I would be lost without your help.” – Serge said smiling again, that innocent smile brought immense joy to Carl’s young heart.

“You know, if you don’t have someone to eat with tomorrow, you can join me and my friends. I’m sure they will be happy to meet you.” – The boy said timidly.

“Sure, It would be a pleasure!” – The gypsy replied turning slowly – “See you tomorrow, Carl,” –

This could be considered a normal day, but for Carl It was a unique moment, since the first time he saw Serge, he knew that boy was special.

~End of Flashback~

Perhaps if Carl spent time in the Church, he might forget. Perhaps if he filled his head with chores and occupations, there would be no time to think about love.

Serge Battour, this is all your fault,

It’s the fault of your kindness,

It’s your fault for offering me your friendship.

You are like a God for me, a synonym for perfection.

My feelings are in vain, there is no place for me in your heart.

Only if our souls met in another time, another place.

My best friend, classmate, companion, confidant.

There are so many classifications that I could fit you in,

But none of them are yours.

Serge Battour,

Look what you did to me.

You don’t get out of my thoughts, you are all I think about since the day I met you.

I think I’m in love with you, Serge…

I hate myself for that.

Continued in the next chapter

Written by KimKymury, Thank you so much for reading It!

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blizzardfluffykpop · 4 years

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Move Along

Summary: It’s okay to move on from someone who hurts you or you’re no longer in love with.

Jaehyun X Reader

Warnings: This deals with cheating and divorce.

(Jaehyun is TOXIC and realizes it)

[It ends on a light hearted note]

There’s a lot of song lyrics here if I missed a few just tell me, but here are the ones I can remember. (It was originally based off of Be My Mistake by The 1975).

Be My Mistake and It’s Not Living If It’s Not With You by The 1975, Fvck Somebody by The Wrecks, (Probably Used: Don’t Take The Money by The Bleachers), Peach Scone by Hobo Johnson and The LoveMakers, Therapy and Some Kind of Disaster by All Time Low, and (Partial quote: With a Little Help From My Friends - The Beatles) Title from Move Along by The All-American Rejects

Whether you are in a friendship, a relationship, or a marriage, everyone needs a break. Sometimes even when you’re all by yourself you need a break. When it gets tough, the tough get tougher and the weak get weaker. It seemed like my marriage to Jaehyun was perfect,... Yeah, he still had his duties as a Kpop idol, and I still have my duties at my shop. But we always knew we had each other’s backs through thick and thin. He always comes home around midnight and leaves at noon. Then, he started coming home late, or not coming home at all, and not telling me where he has been the whole time. Not even leaving a text, and when he left for tour later that week. He didn’t say a word to me and left without a word.

In our twelve years of being together, he’s never pulled something like this. We had been best friends for five years, and he would always have me there when he goes off on tour. When we started dating, we would kiss, hug, and cry together before he left for tour. Five years after we started dating, he asked me to marry him. I said yes, of course, and for the first time since then, he hasn’t spoken a word. If he texts me at all it’s in terse sentences, no emojis, no ‘I love yous’, no nothing. If I was being real, it is breaking me into pieces, but I won’t say anything. Because it seems if I bring it up, he will ignore me.

He’s been on tour for three weeks, and I have yet to hear a word from him. I text him good mornings, are you okay, I hope you have a good day, it’s lonely without you, goodnight. It wasn’t until this afternoon that I figured that something was up. When he asked me if we can take a break, that he can’t take this marriage right now with everything going on. I broke down after I texted him back, ‘sure, that’s fine, I hope whatever is going on goes away soon’. He said ‘thanks’ shortly after, and I couldn’t feel anymore.

Everything was going well, but it seems what they say about life is true. I never wanted to believe in it, as I kept an optimistic outlook on everything. They say nothing in life is fair, but what if it was? I refuse to let things like that get to me, well, it seems I did. As I lay on my bed suffering, my best friend, my lover, my everything… has given up. All I can say is, it’s fine, don’t worry about it, and not pry at the problems. The only one who seemed to get me since I moved here, maybe I should have stayed in my home country.

I call my old best friend which I haven’t talked to in years. I was always wondering how they were but, fearful that they would forget about me. But the minute it lets out a ring, it’s a voice I haven’t heard in forever asking, “(Y/n)? Why are you calling me, are you alright?” I muffle my sob into my sleeve, “Not really, but I was wondering if I could come visit you?” They let out a little hum, and tell me to give them a second. “Yeah, when will you be here? Do you need me to come pick you up?” I nod, but I realize they can’t see me. I reply, “Yeah, if you don’t mind, I’ll text you after I order the plane ticket, thanks, Jamie.”

After saying our farewells, I couldn’t care less how much the ticket was, all I knew was I wanted out of this place. The greens in the room make me nauseous as I continue to look at them while packing my stuff. Barely being able to touch Jaehyun’s clothes without shaking. I stare at the picture of us laughing, standing on the dresser, and put it down on the dresser. By the time he gets back from tour, I’ll still be at my friend’s house. I rip our pictures off the walls as I walk through the house collecting little things to take with me.The last thing I pack is my computer, and put it into its pouch, in a separate bag. I could take my car to the airport, or I could store it in my storage unit, which I decide is a better idea. I don’t want him to know where I am, he doesn’t deserve to know if he wants a break,... I’ll give him a break. I’ll take a break from him too, why does he get to be the only one who gets to have fun, and figure things out. I take a shower, before telling my employees I won’t be here for a few weeks. I tell Jeonghan to run the store like I would, “So into the ground?” He cheekily replied, making me laugh, before I said, “I’ll see you later, Jeonghan.”

With a deep sigh and some of my frustrations out, I take my car to the storage unit. I kiss the steering wheel, telling little Louie goodbye before calling an Uber. My Uber pulls up, he has four scented trees hanging from his rear view mirror. Along with two beaded necklaces, and a little flower sitting on the dash. He asks me how my day was going, a little white lie couldn’t hurt anyone sometimes. I tell him it’s going okay, and I ask him about his. He tells me a little about himself, and I tell him little tidbits about me. He drops me off at the airport and tells me to have a safe trip. I tell him to have a good day at work he grins as I pay him the fare.

I forgot how bustling this place can be, the atmosphere feels nice. I get my bag checked, go through the scanner and wait for my flight. I look at my phone, and scrolling through twitter, and seeing propaganda from Dispatch. That Jaehyun has a hickey on his neck, he couldn’t have one if I haven’t been with him in a few weeks. They know he’s married to me, so why would they even broadcast that. Maybe I should have realized that is why he wanted a break. But alas, I didn’t put two and two together,... As I sit on the plane, that thought never crossed my mind as I fell asleep.

Next thing I know, I’m in my home country, waiting for my old best friend to pick me up. I see them, looking around for me with a little sign that says, “Welcome back home, (Y/n)!” I rush over, hugging them as they excitedly tell me, “I can’t wait for you to meet everyone!” My eyes widened a bit, I mean I expected them to eventually get a family, but I didn’t think it was eventually yet. “Oh man, I can’t wait to meet them” The radio bopping out the tunes as we sing along, laughing at each other and reminisce. They unlock their front door, and yell, “I’m home and I brought a guest!” Three screeching kids come running attaching themselves to Jamie. When I look up after I am introduced to Pat, Dani, and Nova. Their three little ones, I notice Mingyu a face I haven’t seen in years. I tell Jamie softly, “You guys married?” they both nod at me. Mingyu had liked Jamie throughout our senior year, made it official on our graduation day. Mingyu comes over and welcomes me with a hug and kisses Jamie’s forehead. “There are children present!” Mingyu cracks back, “Yeah, like you?” I laugh, “You got me there.” The two of them laugh, before introducing me to their dogs, Shelly and Bailey, and their two cats Marco and Polo.

They show me to the guest room where I’d be staying for a little while. I tell them I’m overly grateful for them letting me stay here, and Jaime pats my head as they tell me it’s no problem. I look around at the rusty orange painted room. The closet filled to the brim with storage, a cute little lamp on a nightstand. A small plant on the windowsill in a frog planter along with crystals arranged on the windowsill. The plush carpet riddled with coffee stains, making it more a brown carpet than a white carpet. Mingyu calls us down for dinner. The kids rushing ahead of me, I laugh as Pat trips both his siblings, I help them up and carry them in as Pat rushes in front of me. I ruffle his hair, “Little troublemaker, they’re going to get you back, you know that, right?”

Jamie sighs, “He tripped the other two-” “Because Dani and Nova pulled my hair!!” Jamie sighs, “I wonder why” we exchange a laugh, as Mingyu lays the plates down. Jamie kisses Mingyu thanking him for the meal, as the kids yell their thanks. “Don’t expect a kiss from me, but thank you very much” The both of them laugh, Mingyu asks, “How’s Jaehyun?” I wince when they bring him up and Jamie grabs my hand rubbing their thumb over my hand, “Oh honey, what happened?” I look towards the kids, “Can we wait?” They nod, understanding what I meant, we finish eating in peace. Nova sneaking her vegetables to Shelly. I shake my head, before showing her the trick of mashing her peas under her plate, then wiping them up with a napkin. Acting like I was wiping my face off on the dirty napkin. Nova giggles and following suit as Mingyu and Jamie chat with themselves. Pat and Dani, surprisingly enjoying their vegetables. After Nova finishes I sneakily throw her napkin away and wash her plate. I grab the rest of their plates, Jamie raises her eyebrows at me, “But you’re our guest-” “It’s the least I can do though, Jamie.” They roll their eyes at me, “Thank you” When no one is looking Nova and I high five, Jamie and Mingyu sending the kids off to bed. Jamie reads them a fairy tale, almost putting me to sleep, man they have a way with words. When Jamie closes the door behind me, I softly declare that Nova is my favorite. Mingyu disagrees saying Pat is the best, while Jamie rolls their eyes, telling us Dani is the best. “So you two do have favorites, I thought parents weren’t supposed to pick favorites.” They shake their heads, "You know we're kidding." I laugh, "Yeah, you did choose to adopt them and all." Before they both exchange a look at each other, “Nova listens to no one,...” Before, they look at me, “No wonder you get two get along,… Don’t teach her any sly moves now.” If only they knew, that I already did. “Wouldn’t dream of it” as we sit down on the couch and I cross my fingers. “You already have, haven’t you?” I shrug, “Maybe, maybe not”

They shake their heads, “Anyway, so what happened?” “Jaehyun asked me for a break, I should understand but, I don’t. Before he asked, he was never home if he was. It was early in the morning and then leave without a word, or not come home at all. Then for the first time in twelve years, he didn’t let me see him off at the airport. It was kind of a tradition--” Mingyu interrupts me, “How has he been texting you?” I pull out my phone, “Here, take a look” handing my phone over to both of them.

I put my hand over my face, not knowing what to feel. Shame? Sadness? Anger? None of the emotions seemed fitting, as they scroll through my texts. Jamie wraps their arms around me, cooing me, and telling me, “Oh honey,...” while Mingyu reads the rest of the texts. “Well, you’re allowed to stay here for as long as you need.” I nod, and thank them, “I’ll probably just stay for a week or two at most, and visit some of my relatives.”

A week later, and when the two of them leave for work. I’m babysitting the kids at the park telling them stories of their parents and me. They seem to like them, they get quiet and listen to me, and then we play little games together. I start to wonder why I never took time to at least adopt a kid, because these three are bundles of joy. I don’t understand parents who don’t see how children are full of life. Sure, when you have a headache, it's bad, but you have to fight through that to enjoy life anyway. Going to the park with them is always fun, which is where we are right now, well, we’re walking back home. Since their parents are home told me I comeback with the kids. I carry the three of them down the street to their house. Pat on my shoulders, Nova and Dani on either side of my hips.

I arrive home in a wonderful mood, we played hide and go seek and tag all day. Until finally resting on the swings. It was a fun-filled day when we arrive inside, they both run to Jamie and Mingyu. Mingyu picks up Dani and Pat into his arms while Nova clings to Jamie’s legs. Jamie laughs, ruffling Nova’s hair before bending down and kissing Nova’s forehead. And I say, “What am I chopped liver?” Mingyu and Jamie look over at me and laugh as the kids switch parents. I go over to the living room, when I hear Mingyu whisper, “Do not let them turn the channel to news, Jamie-.” Before the next thing I know, Jamie comes over to entertain me, and asks if I could do laundry. I raise my eyebrow, before heading over to the laundry room and with a shrug I do the laundry. I wonder why they don’t want me to watch the news? That’s a lot to unpack, and I’m not up for unpacking any more stuff this week. I finish just as dinner is served until I realize that my phone is not on me. I search for it before I see Pat playing games on it. I should have never told them my passwords because they drain my battery. Pat eats food as he plays with it, that kid is something else. Although I cannot say I’m any different because I do the same. The whole tv whisper slips my mind as I think about Jaehyun, and how much he would love to meet Nova, Pat, Dani. The last time we were here was before they adopted them. I shudder at the thought, it seems no matter where I go he invades my thoughts. I wonder if he thinks the same, or at least I hope he does.

Pat tugs on my sleeve to tell me my phone died, I sigh, as I finish my food, and put it into my pocket. Mingyu says he has the dishes tonight and Jamie puts on a movie on the TV. I throw my phone on my charger in my room. Pat sits on my lap as we all get comfy on the big couch. All of them are my favorite not just Nova, and Mingyu and Jamie feel the same way about their kids, they just like to joke. I can’t believe I’m a godparent to all three of them, and this is the first time I’ve met them. I feel so bad, I should have been here to see them grow up. I know Jamie and Mingyu got them when they were babies. Although they were originally planning on getting teenagers. The facility they went to had no teenagers, and all the kids were adopted, but the three new arrivals were babies. The two of them signed up for these three and went through the process. I didn’t get to see them as they grow up as much as I should have, as a godparent should. Have I just been ignoring everything but my life, have I become so selfish? Or am I just putting myself down because of Jaehyun?

Pat falls asleep on me, becoming dead weight, causing my legs to fall asleep, I start to feel tired as well. I get up with Pat and gesture I’m going to tuck both of us into our beds and sleep. Pat’s a sound sleeper luckily, as I tuck him in and wish him sweet dreams before tucking myself into my bed. I wake up in the middle of the night to check my phone. I see an article about Jaehyun and decide to read it tomorrow morning, I’m scoff and roll over falling back to sleep.

When I wake up again, it’s to the bright sunshine, because I forgot to close my curtains. I grumble about it, before opening my phone and looking at the news article. “Is Jaehyun Cheating on (Y/n)?” Just because we take a break doesn’t mean you have to go nut Dispatch. But go off I guess... I decided to read it nonetheless, and I can’t look away as it reveals more and more evidence. The stupidest one being we haven’t seen them together in months, well no really? He’s on tour what do you expect, not that we’re on a break or anything. After reading that first evidence, I just trash the article. Before I go to Korea Times if there is a real scandal they would have an article on it. My heart breaks as I read “What’s Up with Jung Jaehyun?”

It reads, “It seems that the world tour is not the only thing Jaehyun is busy with.” I continue to read; “Usually you can find his lover in the second row three seats in, for the second concert. We also see them exchange a hug and kiss before he takes off before the concert. Could they be taking a break? Or is it more than that?” It’s a picture of him with a woman, who I can’t seem to place. It’s probably a new manager,... until I scroll to the next picture and my heart shatters. It seems like they were trying to hide from the public eye as they kiss behind a tree.

That’s not-That can’t be-This isn’t happening-No, not to me. Please tell me my eyes deceive me and this is just a person faking to be Jaehyun for some publicity. Like that photo of Justin Bieber eating a burrito on a bench,... right? Wondering if that is Jaehyun kissing that woman. It is... as I keep scrolling seeing more and more pictures of the two. I chucked my phone into a stuffed animal, not being able to bear it anymore. I change into some running clothes, to burn off these frustrations and inner turmoils. I go downstairs to tell Jamie since it’s their day off that I’m going for a run and I’ll see them in an hour. They tell me to be safe and I promise I will, but at that moment it feels like a big fat lie.

The jeans he was wearing I put cute little heart patches on the knees. I used to tease him about how his knees always get cold. I made him a solution, that settled that it was Jaehyun in those pictures. I sprint faster, my tears flying off my face at this point. The audacity that man has, I look down at my left hand to still see our wedding ring still on my hand. I take it off and put it into my pocket, it seems he still owns my heart enough for me to not get rid of him completely. Maybe someday soon, I guess we’re history, and I can’t help but collapse to my knees in the forest I grew up wandering in.

I hum a tune to a song I used to know, “Distract my brain from the terrible news.” I say as I find an old pedestal covered in moss to sit on.

Jaehyun's POV

Staring at the patches that (Y/n) put into my blue jeans, makes me want to cry. I should have never started seeing her. Soo-hye looks over at me and tells me she likes my jeans. What I think is a mumble, “She patched these jeans that you like” she looks at me shrugging and cuddles into my side. It seems like none of the guys can look me in the eyes anymore because of this woman curled up next to me. I don’t blame them, I can barely look at myself in the mirror anymore without gagging in disgust. I push Soo-hye away from me, “I don’t wanna hug, I just want to sleep, okay?” She whines about it, and we go at it again and makes me want to just throw myself out the window afterward.

I curl up to her, my jeans lying somewhere near the door. What made me go this far? Why didn’t I stop? I have (Y/n) at home, I’ve loved them for 12 years is that not enough for me,... I guess it isn’t.

When I wake up, the morning light it blinds me, reminding me of (Y/n), I should just come clean to (Y/n). It would be better than running around their back right? Soo-hye’s head is tucked into my chest, this could be my real lover. I could be with (Y/n) right now, what is wrong with me. I shake my head smelling Soo-hye’s hair, it smells just like (Y/n)’s feet. It’s kind of weird to say that, but it’s so true. While (Y/n) always smells like buttercream sunsets, sometimes like a rainforest if they went out for a run. The worst smell (Y/n) ever had was on their feet, and I miss it so much. Everything about Soo-hye is just for the physical aspect, I don’t want her emotionally,... I’m using her and I feel bad for it, but it’s not as bad as how I’ve used (Y/n). They’re my everything, and here I am laying with someone I’m not emotionally attached to and having sex with them.

Johnny, my closest friend, can’t look me in the eyes. It hurts me to my very core, I’ve got to end this. I sigh before my resolve to end it would soon be broken again as she wakes up. Her eyes look beautiful in the morning, but the stars in her eyes are dull compared to the moon’s that shine in (Y/n)’s eyes.

I know why I started having an affair. (Y/n) was busy running their shop, it was the holiday season and I wanted to do was hold them in my arms at night. My heartfelt incredibly lonely, I had no one to satisfy my urges. Even if (Y/n) was home it was only for a few misley hours. They would be gone the next, I went on tour and they hugged and kissed me farewell. When I came back home it was Valentine’s day. Their shop was busy all week again, it’s good for business but not for our relationship. It was completely selfish for me to take up a relationship with Soo-hye. I should have never done it, I know it was wrong, but I’m so self-absorbed. I know for a fact if I looked at what was right in front of me. Was (Y/n) supporting me every step of my career and as much as I supported theirs, I just started to fall short,...

They’re probably better off without me anyway, I can’t believe this is the man I’ve become. I never thought I would cheat on them. But here I am, my arms wrapped around Soo-hye, she didn’t care that I was married. She told me I was cute and made me feel attractive again when I was beginning to think I was unlovable. Because (Y/n) certainly didn’t love me if they weren’t with me every minute, how fucking toxic I was,... I am. God, (Y/n) should divorce me, I’m not worth the heartache. I gotta figure this out because I’m not the man I used to be, and not the man I ever wanted to be.

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That night, my thoughts lead to an argument with Soo-hye, my biggest mistake. I’ve had enough when I blurt out my true feelings, “You know what, fuck you, you do make me hard but (Y/n) makes my knees weak!” Full of anger, I’m so tired of this situation. She raises her chin, “It seemed earlier that I made your knees weak, but whatever you say, Jaehyun. I’ll see you next week and you know it.”

I fall to my knees as she gathers her clothes and shuts the door. I know she’s right, I know all of my members heard. The hotel rooms have thin walls, it can barely cover up the sounds of my crying into my couch cushion. I want to get better,...

I call my manager up to book me for group therapy when we get off of tour. I never thought I would be the kind of man, I grew up to hate as a kid. My mother raised me so much better... but here I am cheating on my best friend, my lover, my heart, my everything with a girl who doesn’t even matter to me. All that girl does is fuel my physical desires when I’m lonely when I’m tired of feeling. I want to get better, I can’t lead a life I never wanted to live. My fans must be disappointed in me, I can’t imagine how (Y/n) feels. They must be torn, I know the news is everywhere. I had my dream life and I became toxic and let it slip right through my fingers. I ruined my life, (Y/n)’s life and everyone in between. I’m not the man they married, I’m not Jung Jaehyun, I look in the mirror and see the shell of who I once was. I got to get better so I don’t hurt someone else, and I got to end this right. I know they’re anywhere but home. Especially after I told them I wanted a break. I should have just told them the truth. I cheated on perfection, and I’m left in this endless cycle of crying and cursing myself. Why did I have to do that? I could have just said no to Soo-hye’s validation and waited for my lover to come back home. Gotten over myself and lived the life I was living.

I hope once we divorce they can heal. They deserve someone who can treat them like royalty and nothing less than that. I wanna be anything but who I am, moss on a decaying pedestal would be better than who I am.

Sitting on the moss-covered pedestal, how am I going to face my friends, my godchildren, my parents, anyone. That’s why I was told not to look at the news, everyone knew and now knows. How did my life get to this point, I thought everything in my life was perfect. I guess when you glaze your eyes over the imperfections, you never notice the flaws. That there were signs our relationship was going downhill. We’ve had our ups and downs but it could not have been that bad,...

I sigh reminiscing about the forest instead of my dark thoughts. I remember when this pedestal was placed in this forest. Forcing myself into a better mood as I think about this pedestal. I was with my friend Minghao and were walking through the forest to go home when we saw it. Yes, we did take aesthetic photos together that I still have Polaroids of in a photo album. We stood on the pedestal posing and laughing at each other. I can’t believe it’s been that many years for it to be like this.

I guess over time things that you don’t take care of something it ends up in shambles. Whether it be with moss or unexplainable feelings. If I would have just taken care of the relationship with Jaehyun so it would be as strong as it was when we first married. I can’t claim him as my husband, he’s not the man I married. I’m probably not the same person I was when we married. But we matured a lot, sometimes you gotta hurt before you learn to heal. I still would like to talk to him about it, and finalize it. I’m not going to waste my breath on someone who no longer loves me. If he no longer loves me then I’ll move on. I’ll start over again, and maybe live my forever with someone who I care about.

Therapy is hell, it’s not my friend, but definitely my confinement. Jaehyun and I go to separate group therapy, sometimes I go to one-on-one’s depending on how I feel. It’s been a few months since we’ve divorced. Mingyu and Jamie were behind me every step of the way, my family joining in and helping me deal with the pain. I might miss him sometimes but does not mean I need him to function.

We talk occasionally, but more as people that know everything about you, but nothing at the same time. They know things about you wish you could erase, but they no longer know who you are now. Time heals all wounds, and therapy definitely helps, I’m better now, it tore me up for months. I didn’t dare talk to Jaehyun. It was about six months after the scandal, the reality, the truth came out. Before I was ready to deal with Jung Jaehyun, I moved into a new apartment. Rebuilding myself up from the bottom up, with a little help, a lot of help from my friends. I was me again, or the me I needed to be.

When I face Jaehyun it was on mutual terms, we agreed to end it after talking everything out. It was a long process of divorce, even though no longer happy with each other. We helped each other through every step of the way, crying on each other’s shoulders for hours. Because we never wanted to be like this. But here we were, and I know we’re happier now that we are no longer together.

It’s been a few years now, Jaehyun and I are still friends but that’s as far as it goes. I’ve found someone who I love with my whole heart, and they love me too. I spend hours on the phone with them, they have kids, and we care for them together. It’s the family I always wanted, Jaehyun has just recently entered the dating world again. I’m very proud of him, we’ve both come such a long way after everything. It’s never too late to start again, and we’ve become the kind of people our 4th grader selves would be proud of.

My shop is flourishing and Jeonghan runs the building. He is hopelessly in love with a guy who comes into the shop every day. The triplets are 1st graders now, Mingyu and Jamie are still in love, and going strong. Minghao is having kids and Johnny has started his solo career in Chicago and is making bank. We’re all happy, and that’s all of ever wanted to be, yeah it’s taken a long time to get there. I’m happy to be happy again, so if you get to the point where you find someone who loves you like how you love them. Keep them in your life, cherish them, don’t let them slip through your fingers.

Just because you have been with someone for a long time, whether you lost your virginity with them. Were high school sweethearts, or were just there for each other in the tough times. It does not mean you have to be with them forever. Not all relationships are meant to last, it’s okay to leave someone who you devoted a portion of your life too. Even if what your partner has done is not horribly wrong, you are allowed to walk away. It happens, no matter how long you are with them, you are allowed to leave them. Even if you’re married, you can divorce and move onto someone better. That treats you right, like the royal you are, never accept anything less. This goes for you too, you better treat your significant other like royalty unless they screw you over. Remember three strikes they’re out, and if they mess up royally once, it’s over.

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Rewatching the entirety of Ducktales season 2! Pt 1

Imma rewatch the entirety of season 2, because I have nothing else to do, and give my opinions on the episodes.

So, let’s start!

Most Dangerous Game... Night!:

This was he first episode I ever watched of Ducktales, so it holds a special place in my heart.

Ah shit- here we go again

DEWEY AND WEBBY. We were robbed of way more moments with them being the best siblings ever.

*scrooge casually walks away from his nephew being impaled with arrows*

“Woah!” “Wait, what?” “AHHHH!”. Oh Louie, I love you.

Louie is so done with life and I’m here for it

I’ve never realized how much of Louie is a mood

Fancy boi

“You remember mom got lost in space, right?” OH LOUIE, YOU HAVE A BIG STORM COMING

HUEY IS CRACKING

Iconic.

Game night? GAME NIGHT! GAMEEE NIGHTTT

“If we lose, you’re out of the will.” “I was in the will?” DONALD I LOVE YOU

HUEY HAS CRACKED

If this is how Huey reacts when something comes loose on his JWC uniform, imagine how he’ll be when he faces FOWL

was that foreshadowing for how Louie steals the timetub from Gyro, and blasts him to-

SORRY LOUIE IS BEING A SCARY BOI AND IT FREAKED ME OUT FOR A SECOND

This might be my third favourite scene in Ducktales.

“SwIm AwAy FrOm ThE sMoOtHiEs” Dewey, you loveable idiot.

Man, it feels so weird not having Della in this episode. I forget she’s still on the moon

Louie and Launchpads friendship is something I’ll die for

Ms Beakley should get an award for that beautiful sarcasm.

Scrooge and Donald are something I’ll also die for.

“Stop them, if they move both blocks, the tower will fall and you’ll be crushed!” And I oop-

Why is Louie’s statement about talking to friends on the phone actually true.

Also, why have I memorized this entire episode?

LOUIE IS SUCH A SAD BOY, LORD IT HURTS.

To my past self, just starting to get into Louie’s character: honey, you got a big storm coming.”

This is the moment Huey knew, he screwed up

HEY LOUIE ISNT A DUMBASS

“You’re not friends, YOU’RE FAMILY!” This was such a great moment, and a great quote.

“Teamwork makes the dream work!” AHH I LOVE THEMM

Louie is so great omfg

“I have 13 different apologies depending on how mad you are...” He saw the angles, but HE DIDNT SEE THIS ONE

Louie, you ain’t rich enough to touch that cane.

“You might be a bigger billionaire then I am one day.” FORESHADOWINGGG

And so it begins...

So, this episode is one of my favourites, and I’ve always held it in high regards. After watching the season finale, and seeing everything being set up, really amazes me and AHhH.

Overall: 5/5

#ducktales #em rewatches dt 2 #louie duck #dewey duck #huey duck #scrooge mcduck #webby vanderquack #dt 17 #boy i suck by tagging all of this #the most dangerous game night #long post #cursing tw #swearing tw

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headcanons pt2

oh i love this one!! yeah no that seems really in line with their characters. olimar absolutely will sit you down and talk for literal hours about all the research, studying, and oddities he’s witnessed. you will need to leave the room to get him to shut up

my personal hc is that olimar always wanted to go to space (for a multitude of reasons, some of which were/still are invisible to him and stem from his unfortunate childhood), and crashing on PNF-404 was (weirdly) an opportunity for him, even if it was low key traumatizing.

olimar has mixed views on PNF-404 as a planet, and as an experience. but he will not deny, it’s fascinating to observe the ecosystem, the creatures, and the balance between everything.

HKYUKRGHLIRG THE SON NO ONE ASKED FOR

olimar definitely is very protective of him and due to his unfortunate sense of self sacrifice, he’s taken quite a few hits for louie (despite the man being able to escape by himself for the most part).

while there’s certainly father/son aspects to their dynamic, i personally view it was a bit more nuanced than that. louie is a very odd individual, and there’s a certain distance and misunderstanding between the two that complicates their relationship. while louie is young and can remind olimar of his son, he’s too adult and (in many ways) disturbed.

well now that we’re on the topic

louie was practically mute when they first started working together, but as they slowly got more comfortable with each other, louie started opening up a bit more. olimar found that the first time he got the man to talk extensively was when he asked him food-related questions.

slowly but surely their relationship improved and they learned quite a lot about each other. louies a surprisingly sensitive and attentive man, but he can zone out or get distracted easily. hes sweet, once you get to know him, but due to his inability to express himself he can do/say some really off putting things. as someone who grew up never really having friends, he finds himself having difficulties knowing how to act with a friend/whats appropriate to do around a friend. olimar knows to be patient with him, which helps their friendship tremendously.

olimar meanwhile is a very kindhearted and selfless man, and given how patient and understanding he tries to be with louie, louie grows attached to him rather quickly. while louie can be lazy and grossly incompetent, he will actually give it his all when either one of them are threatened.

that wasn’t always the case, however... they’ve had some pretty significant bumps in their relationship, one of the most notable being the titan dweevil incident. ill save that for later though

oh man im actually horrible with signs because i forget which one is which very easily but tbh i agree with those, especially olimar being a cancer

in case you can’t tell, my olimar is rather sensitive and prone to crying

louie rarely gets hurt. at least, he rarely gets seriously hurt. the boy will come back to the ship wordlessly, covered in bruises and scrapes, and say nothing about why or how he got hurt.

olimar tries his best to avoid injuries but it happens regardless. when he was by himself, it was a massive hindrance... he would have to take a day off just to heal, which was very stressful when he had such a tight time limit over his head. he has scars from that time; injuries that he never had the time to let heal. nowadays, with louie with him, you’d think he’d be more comforted knowing louie can go out and make sure that at least some work gets done for the day.

naw. olimar worries about him too much. so it tends to be that when oli gets hurt, they both take a day off, so that olimar doesn't have to worry about his co-worker, and louie can help take care of them.

the usual ‘injury’ is just olimar making a fuss about louie getting a scratch, and louie silently accepting the berating as oli patches him up.

#modpost #pikmin #olimar #louie

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The Top 20 Things of 2019

1. “Shallow” at The Oscars How can something be so anticipated, so hyped, so seemingly bigger than the freaking Oscars themselves, and yet still somehow exceed all expectations? We now know the answer: by completely subverting them. That’s why it makes perfect sense that the greatest moment of Lady Gaga’s career would be the simplest one. Her and Bradley Cooper simply standing up from their seats still gives me chills every time I watch it (and I’ve watched it A LOT). And the close up on their faces needs to be shown in sex ed classes.

If I could travel back in time, sure going back to kill baby Hitler would be great, but mostly I’d just want to go back to the exact second the curtain starts to raise on this performance, before I knew where it was headed next.

2. Olivia Colman winning Best Actress at The Oscars If you think it’s weird that there are two separate things from the same awards show on my list of the top things from the entire year, then, well, you’ve come to the wrong place.

This is the absolute platonic ideal of someone winning an Oscar. Our genuine shock at hearing their name, THEIR genuine shock at hearing their name, the genuine emotion from everyone involved, a speech that is heartfelt, human, funny, and charming in a way that only a true star could ever dream of being, all in equal measure. And it’s all part of a YouTube clip you can watch endlessly and find new things every time. (Glenn Close’s reaction when she loses is like an entire drama in and of itself.) Sure awards shows may be dumb, but then also, this is why they’re not.

3. Sharon Van Etten - “Seventeen” in advance of this year’s Oscars I just want to be on record that my favorite movie from 2019 about aging, feeling that life is passing you by, grappling with mortality, the passage of time, and the generation coming up behind you is Closing My Eyes And Listening To “Seventeen” By Sharon Van Etten. It has it all: the creeping melancholy and regret, the sense of doom that you try to dance away, the feeling that the past was maybe just a dream, the urge to yell into an increasingly uncaring void.

Part of the curse of aging is everyone becoming their own Casandra. Now you know, but no one will listen. And part of the joy of aging is realizing it doesn’t really matter if they do.

4. The writing on Succession

“Proof that, as long as the writing is there, TV doesn’t need to be anything more than people having conversations in rooms.” - theringer.com

I have a rule with these year end lists that I can’t feature something I’ve listed in a previous year. But it’s actually illegal to write about the best of 2019 without mentioning Succession. So I’m going to get around my self-imposed rule by this year specifically highlighting the writing on the show.

The amazing thing about Succession is how watchable it is not despite, but almost BECAUSE of the fact that not much actually happens. People talk a lot about things they are GOING to do, or MIGHT do, but there’s not a ton of actual DOING. And that’s actually great, because what we’re really here for is the talking. Every character talks with the biting wit of an Armando Iannucci character, the deep intelligence of an Aaron Sorkin character, and the realism of an actual human being. I find myself constantly rewinding just to make sure I took in the brilliance of each dialogue exchange. And literally every line Kieran Culkin is given to say would be the best line of the entire season on 90% of the shows on TV.

Everyone talks about how great the acting on Succession is, and rightly so, but actors are nothing without good words to say. And on Succession, to paraphrase a president of the United States that I’m sure ACN would love, they have the best words.

5. The chemistry of Kaitlyn Dever and Beanie Feldstein in Booksmart My favorite movie of 2017 was Lady Bird. My favorite movie of 2018 was Eighth Grade. So suffice it to say I was well prepared for how much I loved Booksmart. But what I was not prepared for at all was the incredible chemistry of two actors I had previously never even heard of before: Kaitlyn Dever and Beanie Feldstein. It feels impossible that the two of them aren’t real-life best friends. Life-long friendship is such a specific bond it feels impossible to fake, and yet somehow Kaitlyn and Beanie pulled the magic trick off. Experiencing the giddy contact high of their chemistry felt like being in the presence of a miracle. And anyone who says the romantic comedy is dead clearly didn’t see Booksmart, because maybe the best romantic comedy of the decade was the story of two people realizing the deepest, purest, most unique love of all can sometimes be the love you have for your best friend.

6. Fleabag Season 2 What on earth is there left to say about Fleabag that hasn’t already been said? And yet somehow even with all the discourse about this show it has still maintained its status as the rare cultural phenomenon with a 100% approval rating. To be as massive and as beloved as Fleabag and yet inspire zero backlash, not even a stray contrarian take from an online troll, feels impossible, and yet also, in the case of Fleabag, totally right. If (the now VERY problematic) Louie was the beginning of giving people money to make their idiosyncratic, personal, not-quite a drama not-quite a comedy TV shows, then Fleabag is the end. The apex of the art form. There’s nowhere to go from here but down. 2019 was the year television finally peaked. It was the year we all witnessed perfection. And it was the year that we fittingly all had a priest to guide us there.

7. Chelsea Peretti’s monologue at the WGA Awards Ironic that the year that proved that awards shows don’t need hosts is also the same year that gave maybe the best example ever of what a great awards show host can do. Chelsea goes so far inside baseball it gives new meaning to the phrase “corker”, and it’s all the better for it.

8. Vampire Weekend - Father of the Bride If you don’t think Father of the Bride is the best album of 2019 then congrats on not being a late-30s straight white man. But as a late-30s straight white man myself I’ve got two big things going for me:

1.) A life that has benefited from a history of privilege and near-total control over society stretching from the beginnings of civilization up until today 2.) An understanding that Father of the Bride is the best album of 2019

But what about Bon Iver and Wilco and The National and Sturgill Simpson and Big Thief, didn’t they all put out albums for late-30s straight white men this year you ask? To which I say: did any of those albums have a song on them called “Unbearably White”? No they did not! And that sort of ironic self-awareness is the kind of shit that has fueled a million straight white male sketch comedy scenes. It is the air we breathe. Also, have you heard “Harmony Hall” lately? Or “This Life”? Or “Stranger”? I mean, come on, leaving Brooklyn to make your “settled down in LA” album is the sort of late-30s straight white guy catnip James Murphy could only DREAM ABOUT. I may not have much these days, other than unlimited power and privilege, but at least I will always have Vampire Weekend, and they will always have me.

9. Lizzo Every year there is one thing that defines the year. One thing that 50 years in the future when someone mentions that year, it will be the first thing that pops into everyone’s head. And in America for 2019 that thing will be the impeachment of Donald Trump. But if there is a second thing, then it’s Lizzo. She was there when the year started, only got bigger as the year progressed and was arguably still getting more popular as the year ended. And she was everywhere. She was on massive stages and behind tiny desks. She was at the movies, she was on TV, she was coming out of every open car window. And she was definitely at every wedding you went to this year. Lizzo WAS 2019.

With the impeachment of Donald Trump I don’t know how far down the presidential line of succession we have to go before we get to Lizzo, but I know we would all be better off if we would hurry up and get there. Lizzo is the best of us.

10. This picture of Baby Yoda

Ok I was wrong. Take everything I said about Lizzo and double it for This Picture Of Baby Yoda (you know the one, or if you don’t, click the link above). On the wikipedia entry for the year 2019 that definitely needs to be the picture.

11. Kodi Lee on America’s Got Talent I realize you probably weren’t sitting around watching America’s Got Talent this summer. I certainly wouldn’t have been if I hadn’t happened to be working the live show tapings. But lemme tell you, if you didn’t see the show, you missed out on something truly magical this year. Something that makes you rethink what human beings are capable of. Something that goes so far beyond inspirational that I don’t think our language has a word to fully express it. Kodi Lee is a real life superhero, and provoking emotion is his superpower. Making it thru a full Kodi Lee performance without crying should be the new Turning Test. Forget America; Humans Have Talent indeed.

12. Taylor Swift - “Cruel Summer” Look I didn’t expect to ever find another “Teenage Dream”, but, well, here we are. I mean, a Taylor Swift single produced by Jack Antonoff and co-written by Annie Clark is pretty much genetically engineered to be one of my favorite things ever, but still: wow. Do the kids still use the term “banger”? Because if so, this is why the term was invented. I would have more to say about how great the rest of Lover is as well, but sorry, I gotta go now. I have to listen to “Cruel Summer” for the eight millionth time.

13. Michelle Williams in Fosse/Verdon If there was an award for best acting performance in any medium this would be the clear winner for 2019. In fact, can you win an EGOT for one single performance? What about a Nobel Prize? I can’t come up with an award or a title big enough to truly honor Michelle Williams’ work in Fosse/Verdon.

As a fellow actor very rarely a performance will come along that will make me think: ok we’re done here. Let’s all the rest of us pack it up and go home, because someone just won acting. This is one of those performances. So congrats to Dame Michelle Williams, you’re the new Pope.

14. American Factory My favorite line in all of Shakespeare is “there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so”. And nothing is evidence of that more than the piece of art I have thought about most this year: the documentary American Factory (available on Netflix right now!). So many of the things we in western societies believe are universal bedrock virtues and value are in fact simply products of the society in which we were raised. Individualism, personal expression, autotomy, the importance of leisure time, and so many other things, are not absolute human values, only relative ones. What is important to someone in America, can be ridiculous and incomprehensible to someone in China. And vice versa. And neither side is right or wrong, only thinking makes it so.

American Factory is documentary that doesn’t say WHAT IF EVERYTHING YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW WAS WRONG, but instead shows something that is perhaps even more powerful: what if everything you know is simply just that, a thing you know.

15. White Claw Life is an endless parade of infinite options, possibilities, and choices. So I have no idea how you personally chose to spend your 2019. With one exception: I Know What You Did Last Summer. You drank an alcoholic seltzer water. Probably many of them, but at least one. At a park, at a beach, in a backyard, definitely at a party. If at some point this summer your paws weren’t wrapped around a White Claw (or a similar product) then you didn’t actually experience 2019. Because this is the year we all collectively got obsessed with combining America’s two hottest drink trends: flavored sparkling water and…hold on, lemme look up the name of this stuff…alcohol?

History may record summer 2019 as Hot Girl Summer, but those us who actually lived it know the truth: it was Hard Seltzer Summer

16. Marriage Story A movie that fundamentally misunderstands things I care about deeply - theater, Los Angeles, how the entertainment industry works - is my favorite movie of the year because of how deeply it gets right the thing I care about most: human beings. The way we talk, the way we behave, the way we love, the way we hurt, the way we create bonds that never fully go away. It’s been said a lot, but part of the beauty and magic of this movie is that it doesn’t take sides. Both people are right and both of them are wrong. And that’s how human relationships often work in real life, but rarely in art. There are no heroes, there are no villains; there’s only being alive. 

(Also, Adam Driver, Imma let you finish, but Raul Esparza doing “Being Alive” is one of my favorite YouTube clips of ALL TIME. If you ever need to weep uncontrollably and you don’t have time to watch Marriage Story, then Raul Esparza’s “Being Alive” will do the trick)

17. Lil Nas X - “Old Town Road” “What kind of music do you like” used to be a very important question. Your sense of identity used to be defined by the type of music you listened to and what that choice said about you. But now music-as-cultural-signifier is as dead as the concept of owning music itself. Rap music is for elementary school kids. Country music is made by queer black Americans collaborating with Dutch teenagers. Billy Ray Cyrus and Korean pop stars appear on remixes of the same song. A song about an old road and an antiquated mode of travel becomes a massive hit thru the brand new music app TikTok. What kind of music do we like in 2019? All of the “kinds” of music at once, in one marvelously inescapable two minute burst of joy. Music is dead; long live music.

18. Chernobyl If you thought it was crazy that the year’s biggest song was a novelty country/hip-hop track by an unsigned artist rapping about trying to find parking for his horse, then wait until you find out what the summer’s biggest hit TV show was about! I mean, nothing screams “summer fun” like nuclear radiation and shooting dogs. But as always, no one ever truly knows what people will want until you give it to them. And clearly what we really wanted in our LOL Nothing Matters age was a captivating reminder that life on earth truly could end at any moment. Some things very much DO matter. And that something as dramatic, devastating, and consequential as Chernobyl could have happened in the fairly recent past and already have been largely forgotten about is incredible. But if you can take such a compelling story and tell it as well as the makers of Chernobyl did, then people will watch and learn and better understand an issue of vital importance, no matter how seemingly uncommercial it might be. So in a very 2019 sentence: thank you creator of the the Hangover franchise for your miniseries about a 1980 Russian power plant explosion. It was our collective summer obsession. (2019 was a weird year.)

19. Raphael Bob-Waksberg - Someone Who Will Love You In All You Damaged Glory

“I think about how loving someone is kind of like being president, in that it doesn’t change you, not really. But it brings out more of the you that you already are.”

Back in the day, Raphael Bob-Waksberg had a tumblr that was so good it both single-handedly inspired me get much better and writing my thoughts and putting them on the internet (thus what you are reading right now) and intimidated me out of doing it more often (why I now do this only once a year). In fact, I’m almost positive I had his tumblr listed as one of my top things of a year in the past, which is really the highest honor a tumblr account can receive. It was one of the single most impactful forces in the direction of my creative life. And now Raphael has taken the voice that created that tumblr and created my favorite TV show (BoJack Horseman) and wrote my favorite ever Craigslist post, and used it to create a book about love and loss and being human. And it feels like a wonderful treasure that was written just for me. It IS my worldview, expressed better than I ever possibly could. When I meet people now rather than doing the usual introductory small talk I am just going to hand them a copy of this book.

20. The New One - Mike Birbiglia Speaking of art that felt deeply personal to me…just hearing even a rough outline of the story Mike Birbiglia tells in The New One was enough to start me on a path of perhaps reconsidering one of my most deeply held beliefs. By talking about parenthood in a refreshingly honest and shockingly open way, he is able to possibly change lives. I know finally actually seeing the show in person (and it’s now available on Netflix) felt like a possible turning point in mine. Is it theater? Is it standup? Does it matter? Here’s what there are no questions about: it’s hilarious and deeply felt and perfectly constructed. It’s an absolute master class in story telling. And it’s my favorite thing I saw this year.

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My OC’s friendship with @webby-dings OC’s

Brooke Ariel Doves

Ariel and Brooke have a good friendship with each other even though when they’re is like a game night or a competition they get a little😓 competitive so that’s when they started to stop and start to work together so they each get turns to win their team name is the gaming twins since they’re the same age and Ariel also likes to help Brooke and Brooke does the same too Ariel helps Brooke with her photography pictures but they end up making a photography magazine instead but she also help Brooke sell the pictures and they both share the money.

Jay crossbill

Brooke and jay kinda act like twins sometimes and Brooke knows that jay has a crush on Ariel and tries to help him she gives him tips on flirting so that jay can get good at it he has never been hard on her but one time jay introduced Brooke to Louie,Brooke did not like that cause she knew Louie way before she knew jay,jay keeps asking why Louie calls Brooke sugarcube and he’s not telling him but when Brooke is trying to reach something jay is there to help and jay knows that Brooke has a crush on Dewey and tries to give her enough courage to talk to him they both do mischievous things sometimes.

Lily canary

Lily and Brookes relationship is a bit complicated but they’re good friends Brooke always tell her adriens jokes and when there is Halloween they go trick or treating together and Brooke shares half her candy with her cause Brooke knows that lily has a sweet tooth but sometimes Brooke can tease her a little bit and lily always teases her about Dewey but they do care about each other and Brooke is always by her side.

Adrien

Ariel doves

Ariel and Adrien are (sorta) cousins cause their both related to tech billionaire mark beaks they’re both interned at waddle when Huey got broken they got creeped out he vistits Ariel and his great-great grandmother and Adrien calls her granny too and when Ariel visits Adrien she calls his mom aunt Penelope and they mostly hang out and do things they wanna do and Adrien tries not to bring Erin to work and Ariel tries to lily cause they have a feeling that they’re going to eat everything since waddle is made of candy anyway they do care about each other cause they are family

Jay crossbill

Adrien and jay have a bro-like-relationship they both do things boys do and jay goes to adriens house to read comics,play video games,and making comics basically and jay introduced him to Louie and Adrien accepted Louie as a friend but he always gets jealous when Louie calls Brooke sugarcube and Adrien tries helping jay to be “smooth” around Ariel,but anyway they like brothers and they help each other.

Lily canary

Adrien is trying to help lily with her “candy” problem but he mostly treats her like a little sister they’ve been friends for years cause they were pen pals and lily was happy to see him and he was too but he never told lily that his parents got divorced but when he has a piece of candy he ends up giving it to her and she always laughs at his jokes they can actually relate to each other cause how they’re parents got divorced

Erin

Ariel Doves

Erin and Ariel kinda do fun things together but they don’t talk much they try to get along but end up not talking they only talk to each when they’re friends around and Ariel tries teaching her about love and Erin tries teaching her what it’s like to live with a billionaire uncle

Jay crossbill

Jay is like a brother to Erin and Erin is like a sister to jay cause they both live with they’re great uncles Erin likes to talk to him it makes her forget about her parents leaving her jay is there to support and comfort her she does the same and they both take care of each other.

Lily canary

Erin and Lily both have the same problem with candy and when they get a lot of candy they share it they think it’s fair for them to give 50-50 each and they mostly just talk about anything fun and they’re the same age they mostly hang out with each other

#ducktales 2017 #brooke quackery #adrien lightwing #erin rockerduck #my oc’s #ariel doves #jay crossbill #lily canary #webby dings #OC’s

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Lena in the “Dear Dewey Duck AU” :

* First things first, she is replacing Doofus and she is playing as Jared instead!

* Ok so Lena is Webby’s best friends from that school!

* Dewey and Lena barley talk, just like I explained in my head cannons:

Dewey and Lena: Now these two I’m not really sure, we didn’t really get much interaction with these two to know anything...she may get annoyed at times because of his jumping into things head first without thinking thing, which leads to them getting caught at times. They don’t really talk much. He may be too loud for her. And too energetic, kinda like Webby. She could tell that he was the middle child alright! She notices and appreciates his caring side for his brothers and Webby. He may be adventurous and loud, but he can be really caring at times when he needs to be! They are your, “Adventurous and chill”

* Dewey knew Lena could help with his issues! Even tho she makes him pay her so that she would keep this a secret, especially from Webby

* Her and Louie were connected in some way, when Louie passed, it took a while for Lena to talk to them again.

* Lena has the same situation as Dewey, she fell in love with Louie some crazy way, but she knew Webby loved him, so she just acted like she never had feelings for him, maybe they’d go away. (They didn’t) She also knows that Dewey has been in love with Webby for some time.

* Lena doesn’t really understand how someone can love someone soooo much, but yet, talk about someone else everyday. Webby always talked about Dewey! It was weird that she loved Louie, because you’d get confused because she talks about her best friend that’s a boy so much! (Of course Dewey doesn’t know this)

* Huey and Lena don’t really get along well, kinda like my head cannon for them Is pretty much the same here:

Lena and Huey: They have an.....interesting....friendship....yea...TOTAL OPPOSITES HERE! XD Huey may get irritated by her and she gets irritated by him, but in the end they get along because they have to for Webby! They have to protect their little sis after all! ;) They try to get along for Webby! Even if it kills them! Lena gets annoyed when he starts talking facts, and reading out of his book! She’d mock him, even when he’s around! Huey would get irritated when Lena doesn’t listen and leads Webby into dangerous areas, he even sometimes has a fight with her when Webby’s not around, saying that she may not be that good of an influence on Webby! Which Lena is reminded of Mrs. Beakley and just walks away annoyed with him avoiding the argument. She may be great full sometimes to have him around when he’s needed for situations that involves thinking. They are your...complicated friendship! I’d hate to say this but, They are “Safety vs fun!”

* Lena started to fall for Louie after they defeated her Aunt(at least that’s what they think)

* Louie helped her forget about her Aunt! She and him used to talk for hours, which was strange in some ways.

* She believes that she can feel Louie’s presence

* Beakley adopted Lena

* Lena now Sleeps in Webby’s room

Ok I think that’s all I got for Lena for now!

@delta-toons Is this good?

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CREATIVE WRITING | KISHIE SALIRE

LOOKING FORWARD

PHOTO REFERENCE | https://images.app.goo.gl/JPDZ7qSChAMoxkSe6

“Past is past” we all know that quotation. It simply means that we should let go of everything we’ve done before and focus more on what’s going to happen next. In life we’ve done many things in the past that serves as a lesson for us in the future. We’ve made decisions before that shaped us to what we are now. Good or bad, there’s a reason why we’ve done it and why did we reach up to that point.

Personally, I’ve gone through a lot of decision making from the smallest thing of picking up an outfit to life choices. I have this experience where in I lost my childhood bestfriend. I need to make the hardest decision wherein should I let her go or should I keep her. We are really close back then when we were little. She would always visit me at our house and we will play with dolls, pretend that we are chefs in a restaurant and many more. As time goes by we do things differently but let’s focus on what happened days before that day. She is acting differently, it’s weird because it’s so unlike her. I asked her if we could meet up one time because it’s been years since we last saw each other, but she rejected me. I was shocked with that move because she would never do such thing. Later she said that she don’t want to be friend with me anymore and she need to cut off people in her life. I asked myself why does it have to include me? We’ve through a lot then all of a sudden she wants to cut me off. I don’t know what I did to her and it hurts that she wants me out of her life. I have trouble letting go of people that means to me a lot. I can’t just simply say goodbye, forget our friendship, and move on. I asked her what did I do to make her unfriend me but she did not said a word. After that day I’ve never heard of her, no communication, no nothing. It’s heartbreaking because I have no choice but to respect her decision and I should decide for myself as well. In the end I moved on with our friendship but I kept all our happy memories together.

No matter how though and how hard it is, we have to stay strong and keep moving forward. There’s nothing we can do if we keep on holding unto someone or something that doesn’t make sense in our life anymore. If we still keep those thoughts it will forever haunt our mind and it would be a toxic move for ourselves. If there’s nothing we can do, just let go because it will set us free and lives will set our peace.

SURVIVING THE STRUGGLES

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Insecurities is what keeps our self-esteem down. It may be from flaws or past traumas that has a deep effect in our life. This is what keeps us down and make us overthink most of the time. “He’s/She’s better than me”, “I’m ugly”, “I look fat.”, “I don’t think I can do it”, what if’s and buts, those are the most common things we say when we feel insecure. How do we overcome this feeling? How can we survive the struggle?

Growing up I have a lot of insecurities with me body from my face down to my body shape. I don’t have a pointed nose, I have thin eyebrows, one squinted eye, pimple and pimple marks, stretchmarks, cellulites, big hips, overall it’s me, I am my biggest insecurity. I’m always fond of girls with the opposite characteristics of mine, I always adore and want to be them. I’ve been through a lot of breakdowns in my life because I think that I don’t fit in today’s beauty standards, I’m off base. Then there’s this special someone that helped me overcome these insecurities. He helped me love me more and that made me realize that he’s right, I don’t have to look like someone else to make myself fit. I need to be me, I need to embrace myself because if everyone can see how much I love myself then that makes me more beautiful in their eyes. I may not have the perfect face and body but I have my good personality. And that is the biggest flex I can ever share to everyone.

If you still have insecurities that keeps you from growing, let it go. It took me a time but now I realized that you are accepted and appreciated in the society. No one can make fun of your insecurity because a lot o people believe that you are perfect just the way you are and people will love you because you are you, not someone else.

MUSIC OF MY LIFE

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These 9 beautiful girls you see above are the girls who saved me this year. This Korean girl group Twice gives this ray of sunshine to their fans. I’m obsessed with their music and I use that to overcome stress and anxiety. Their songs are catchy but has this deep meaning into it that I know everyone can relate to.

I’ve been a fan of their group since 2016. I’m listen to K-pop songs since I was in grade 4 but I’m really not into idolizing a specific group, then I stopped listening when I got to grade 6 then back at it again in grade 8 when my classmates are discussing about K-pop, specifically Twice. It’s interesting then I started to look it up online and that’s when it all started, it’s a bop! I’ve been listening to their songs non-stop and I memorized each name of the members. Another reason why I love K-pop is because of their dance. I love to dance and I memorize each choreo of their songs. Whenever I feel down I just listen to their songs and dance to let go of all the negative energy I’m feeling.

SECOND THOUGHTS

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I can't describe what I'm feeling right now

I think I went numb.

I want to let go now

But I know that will be dumb.

I try my best not to fell out

But it's you who's pushing me to the limit.

I don't want to leave you with questions and doubt

Cause I know it will hurt you,

I feel it. I've been feeling this for a while

But I can't find the exact words to say.

I want us to go for another mile

"I want this to stop" that's what I wanna say

I love you too much and it's hurting me

But how do I say this without crying.

I want to set you free

Because I don't want to keep on lying.

Being in a rough path in a relationship and you have thoughts if you still want to continue or not.

THE CHOICE

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“Daddy, does mommy love us?” Nico asked.

“Of course, Nico.” I replied.

“Then why did she left us?”

I was stunned at the thought. I never imagined Nico saying that at such a young age.

“Love, I have something to tell you.” Nicole said to me.

“I’m busy love, can we talk later?” I continued typing on my laptop. We have a presentation tomorrow so I need to finish this business plan now.

“It‘s really important, please? Just one minute.” here she goes again with those cute eyes that I can’t resist. “Okay, what is it then?”

She handed me a stick like thingy that has two lines at the center -- wait, what?

“You’re...”

She nodded.

I can’t believe my eyes, she really is-- “Pregnant?”

“Yes!” she said it loud and proud.

I lift her up out of joy. I can’t believe it, I’m gonna be a dad! One Sunday afternoon in our garden she said that we’re expecting. We have to tell our parents, our friends, other member of our family. My heart is filled with joy I couldn’t wish for more.

A few months later.

“Look, I bought something for our baby!” I pulled out a huge teddy bear out of the bag and showed it to her. I’m too excited for this. “Love, you gotta chill okay? We don’t even know what this little bean is gonna be.” Yeah, we don’t know for now. “Let’s see tomorrow at the shower.” I winked and gave her a peck in the cheek.

“It’s a boy!” I knew it, I’m gonna have a little me in a few months!

He’s gonna have my brown hair for sure the he will get his mother’s eyes and nose hopefully and let’s not forget my wife’s personality with a hint of toughness from me. I giggled at the thought.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Nicole asked. “I’m thinking of a name, now scootch I need to concentrate.” She laughed at me. Nothing give me more positive vibes that seeing my wife happy.

“Stephen, Louie, Sky, Justin...”

“How about Nico?” she said.

“That’s perfect.”

“i know.” Yes love, ‘cause it’s your name.

“I can’t wait to see you Nico.” I croched down and talked to our little bean inside her tummy. “Can you feel it? He’s kicking!” I did not say anything but I do felt his little kicks.

We rushed to the hospital early in the morning because Nicole said that her water broke and the contractions hurts so bad. I quickly packed the things that we will be needing and off we go.

“Sir, I’m sad to say that there’s been complications during the pregnancy and only one of them can survive.”

Hearing those words from the doctor, I felt that my whole world crumbled.

“No, it can’t be. Do anything you can please?” I cried.

“You’re talking to the teddy bear again” Mom said.

“Let go of them son, it’s been years.”

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squorkal · 6 years

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HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!

Here in the US it’s Thanksgiving Day so this is my thankful list!

First of all, I’d like to say that I’m so grateful for the Duck Fandom! It’s seriously the best fandom I have ever been in. Everyone is so supportive of one another and rarely do I see any negativity. It’s because of this fandom that I draw so much more and have the motivation to better myself. You guys are incredible and I honestly wish I could tag every single one of you, but that would make an already long post even longer.

There are some people on tumblr that I’m especially thankful for just because of their impact on my life. It’s these people that I specifically pray for and thank God for every night.

1. @teddy-bear-princess Oh what a blessing you have been! My life and my relationship with God would not have been the way that it was had it not been for you. You are such an encouragement and I love you dearly. You are my inspiration. I love when you post Bible verses because sometimes those are exactly what I needed to get me through the day. It’s hard to find a Christian person to talk to and our talks about God have been some of the most fulfilling moments I’ve had here on tumblr. I truly believe you were a God send. I love you. Thank you for your friendship.

2. @ginyang98 Gina! I am SO glad I met you! You make every day bright. I’ve grown so close to you! I can’t believe how comfortable I feel talking with you. It’s like you’re my sister. It’s not every day that I meet someone like you who can completely make me forget about my surroundings and drop all defenses. You’re so funny and incredibly kind! I can say almost anything with you because I feel so close to you.

3. @donaldtheduckdad Oh my goodness I can’t believe I’m your friend. You have been such an encouragement to me. You’re so cute and sweet and I just...I’m blown away at your fantastic personality! You’re so good with people! I just love sitting back and watching you be you. I feel pretty comfortable with you as well! You have a great sense of humor. I think I have the most inside jokes with you. I really wish I knew you in real life because I feel like we’d have so much fun. (Keep reading because the next one is for your brother)

4. Lil Lou You made me feel so happy! You liked my art! That’s so sweet! It’s so good to have another Louie fan around. We Louie fans are the best, aren’t we ;) I think you’re so sweet! You don’t even have a tumblr account but you still reached out to me and that just warms my heart.

5. @heythatsdeep What did I do to deserve you? Much like I said to Duck Dad, you have been such an encouragement! Your kind words get me through the day and you have a great personality. You’re so inviting. If it weren’t for you, I would have no place in the Duck fandom. You made me feel like I was wanted. I was really nervous about talking to people but you and Duck Dad made it so easy. (Really yours and Duck Dad’s thank you segment should be together because of how much you two have done for me) I also love that you are a Christian. I feel like you keep me accountable in an indirect way. You don’t really post many Christian things but the way you act toward me and others and your comments on things is so godly. You make me want to be a better person. It’s just so obvious that God is working in your life.

6. @triplettroublex You were my first Duck fan friend. You make me so happy!! You’re so upbeat and sweet! And the fact that you were a Quack Pack fan too made it all the better! You got me through a very tough time. I was horribly sick and every day was absolutely miserable but talking to you made it so much better! I’m just so glad I met you and that you consider me friend.

7. @miilkyprism I have never been more intimidated by someone on tumblr in my entire life!! You were probably one of the coolest people to me in the Duck fandom. You are just so smart and you seemed to really know your stuff, so I was especially nervous about talking to you. But when I did all my fears went away because you were so kind! Your encouragement means so much to me. I feel like I can count on you for support! You’re just a wonderful person.

8. @robinine-blog I haven’t really had the chance to get to know you much since you’ve been gone and this last month is when I’ve cemented my friendships in but you are still pretty important to me. I’m not the best at headcanons but I sure tried. You were often the first to respond and say something back to me on it! And you were quick to consider me friend. You included me in so many of your conversations. I never once felt uneasy about you. I’m so thankful you exist!

9. @peeka-boo-blogs oh my goodness! Thank you for reaching out to me! You’re such a fun person to talk to! You are so sweet and very respectful. You treat me so well. I’m so thankful for the advice you’ve given me on marriage. Overall I just enjoy having you around.

10. @tricia-morvill So we just started talking but MAN am I glad we did! You are so fun and super sweet! I had no idea you could be this fun! It brings me joy to know that we are friends because you are just that fun! You are hilarious!!! And I’m really glad I can share my love for Fenton with someone.

11. @day-ni I just started talk to you too, but this short time has been a blessing! Usually I’m the one to reach out but you actually reached out to me and showed me your human ducks (which are just wonderful) and that was the beginning of a beautiful friendship! I honestly hope to get to know you better.

12. @itsdetectiveliz Oh my gosh you freaking cinnamon roll of a wonderful person you!! You’re so cute!! You’re so sweet! I love having you around because you make me feel so happy! You’re one of those people on tumblr that if anyone tried to hurt you, I would protect you with my life! I adore you. Thank you for thinking of me and tagging me in things. You’re just so precious!

#thanksgiving #my thankful list #tumblr friends #i love you all

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Fictober Day 25--Friend

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Big, fat tears rolled down Webby’s cheeks as she hid huddled in the hedges of the Manor garden. She’d really messed up this time.

It was just that everything was happening so much right now. The boys were so close to finding out what had had happened to their mom, so things were super overwhelming on that front. And then their emotions had been so all over the place lately. Huey was burying himself in Junior Woodchucks stuff, so he was rarely home, and when he was home, he was still buried in Junior Woodchucks Stuff. Dewey was altering between diving into research on his mother and “YOLOing it up,” as he put it. And Louie kept disappearing all day to nobody knew where and Webby was pretty sure he had a new phone but was even more sure that either of his uncles hadn’t gotten it for him. Webby just wanted to spend some time with them, maybe play a game of foam-dart tag. But every time she tried to hang out with them, they snapped at her. The only time she managed to do anything with them was when Dewey let her help him research.

Granny said to give them some space and that learning all this stuff about their mother was bound to bring up all kinds of emotions. But Webby had just found out about what had happened to her own parents, so she had all sorts of emotions herself, and she just wanted to talk to someone about them, or at least do something fun so she could forget about them for a while, but the boys were so busy wrapped up in their own stuff that she wasn’t even sure they knew what she’d just learned.

And so she’d completely ruined their friendship by snapping at them.

Webby closed her eyes, her words echoing in her head.

‘Your mother isn’t the only thing that matters.’

‘Maybe you should remember the other things in your life for once.’

‘If no one’s told you about your mother by now, maybe it’s better if you don’t know what happened to her.’

And now...now she’d lost the only friends she’d ever had.

Webby’d known it wouldn’t last. Either the nephews would think she was weird or a tag along, or Mr. McDuck would start fighting with Mr. Duck again and they’d move back out. But she didn’t think she’d actively destroy the only friendships she’d ever had.

Why did everything have to happen so much?

Suddenly, she started hearing voices calling in the distance.

“Webby!”

“Are you sure she’s out here?”

“Of course I’m sure. I heard her run out of the house.”

“That doesn’t mean she’s here; she might have left the yard completely.”

“No way. She never left the Manor until we showed up. She’s got to know all the best hiding places around here.”

Webby froze. The nephews were looking for her. They probably wanted to yell at her and formally dissolve their friendship; she hadn’t really given them the chance to do that before. Webby already knew there was no way they were friends anymore. She really didn’t need them to tell her that.

Or maybe they’d get bored looking for her and give up and return to the house. That kind of sounded like a better idea, because then she wouldn’t have to face them any time soon (and Webby was the king of making her way around the Manor without running into anybody, so she was sure she could avoid them for a while), but at the same time that would mean that they didn’t even care about her enough to talk to her and make sure she was ok and hadn’t run all the way into town, and somehow that was even worse.

Or maybe they wanted to apologize.

Nah.

“Webby!”

“We know you’re out here!”

“I’m not convinced.”

“Sh!”

Webby held her breath as the voices grew louder and footsteps came closer to her hiding place.

“Webby, please come out! We don’t have to talk if you’re not ready to, but we just want to make sure you’re ok!”

Tears sprung to Webby’s eyes. Huey, Dewey, and Louie did care about her after all. Or maybe they just wanted to cover their own butts to make sure she didn’t turn up dead because they hated her too much to make sure she hadn’t been kidnapped or run into traffic. Or maybe they just had the basic decency to not want her dead or hurt but to still want her completely out of their lives.

“Yeah, come on, Webby. We’re kind of getting worried.”

If Webby stayed in her hiding place, she’d just be prolonging the inevitable. Might as well get this over with.

Webby crawled out of her spot in the hedges and stood up, her hands shaking as she brushed some stray leaves and twigs off of her clothes.

“Webby!”

“Are you ok?”

“I told you she was out here.”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Webby said, her voice shaking, trying to find a good place to look that wasn’t any of the nephews. “I guess I’ll just...head back inside.”

“Wait!” Dewey said, grabbing her by the wrist.

Webby stopped, and he took his hand away, taking a step back to give her space.

“We don’t have to talk about this right now if you don’t want to, but we do want to say we’re sorry.”

Huey and even Louie nodded in agreement.

“We haven’t been--we haven’t been being very good friends lately, and we’re going to try to do better,” Huey said.

“As long as that’s ok with you,” Dewey added.

Webby looked at each nephew, trying to figure out whether or not they were being serious.

“Really?” she said. “You still want to be my friends?”

“Sure,” said Louie with a shrug. “But we still have to talk about what happened earlier, because that definitely crossed a line.”

“And so was the way we treated you,” Dewey said.

Webby rubbed the back of her head. “Yeah, I’m really sorry about that,” she said.

“Hey, you should hear some of the stuff Louie’s said when he was angry,” Dewey said.

“It’s not like you’re any better!” Louie retorted, giving his brother a playful shove.

“We can talk about it tomorrow, after we’ve all had the chance to calm down and think about what happened,” Huey said. “Now, let’s get back to the Manor before Uncle Donald discovers we’re gone.”

They began to walk back to the mansion in a comfortable silence. Webby sniffled back a few tears--happy tears--that, if the boys noticed, they didn’t say anything about.

It looked like she hadn’t lost her friends after all.

Fictober 2017

#Disney #DuckTales 2017 #Webby Vanderquack #Huey Dewey and Louie #DuckTales fan fiction #Duck fan fiction #fictober #original post #Fictober 2017 #Ducktober 2017 #teddy bear writes

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