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This was so pretty! This is "Outro: Propose" by BTS as I see it because of synesthesia!
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Hello hello!
So, I love doing BTS related songs for holidays. Well, it's my birthday! I really can't limit my favorite BTS songs to JUST 10, but I thought I'd provide a lost of BTS songs I think newer fans might not know about plus a couple with fun memories for me!
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Have to put "Boy With Luv" since it's the song that got me into BTS!💕
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"Dynamite" being released exactly when my birthday started in 2020 >>>>
The full length version of "Love Is Not Over" is INSANE and I will not shut up about it!!!
"Line!Pt.2 - Ano Bashode" is SUCH a classic!!
I adore listening to this on Sundays :)
Took my breath away when they performed this at Yet to Come in Busan.
SUCH a gem of an outro!
On the opposite side, an EXCELLENT intro!
Recently hit a 100 million streams, and I think a lot of those were me listening to this when it snows!
A truly spectacular cover by the boys!
Well, that's all I have for now. If you're discovering any of these for the first time, I hope you enjoy them! Have a wonderful day, everyone!
#bts#boy with luv#Dynamite#love is not over#line pt.2#ano bashode#24/7=heaven#butterfly - prologue mix#outro propose#crystal snow#come back home#Spotify#youtube#🐞
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Hawkeye has virtually no shame about public displays of emotional vulnerability and mental instability, imo.
I’ve seen a lot of people who place a lot of importance on Hawkeye’s “If this keeps up, people are gonna realize I'm as crazy as I think I am,” line in Hawk’s Nightmare but honestly I just see it as mainly a wry acknowledgement that he’s acting less than sane in public and weirding out his childhood friends back home by detailing his nightmares to them, with a side of alluding to his actual fear, which is being crazy, as he tells Sidney over and over during that conversation. The key word there is “think” not “realize” imo.
Sidney reassures him by telling him his nightmares mean he’s sane, not by telling him that they’ll go away and he’ll stop publically sleepwalking. In fact he implies it’s something that will continue until the war’s over, and Hawkeye doesn’t seem to have a problem with that as long as it doesn’t mean he’s actually going insane.
And Hawkeye never really demonstrates any concern over people witnessing his breakdowns, and in fact seems to go out of his way to make them public half the time. I mean you got your most blatant example in Bananas Crackers and Nuts where he’s happy to exaggerate his feelings to make people think he’s insane to get a break. But even when it’s genuinely serious (and less cartoony, tonally), he’s also got no issues making public scenes.
He doesn’t quietly seek out Potter or BJ alone when he decides yes he is in fact seriously ill in Bless You Hawkeye, he walks right into everyone having a meeting and announces that he’s gonna die. He’s not only perfectly fine with Sidney visting him for a consultation in Hawk’s Nightmare, he’s the first to acknowledge why he’s there during the poker game while Sidney’s trying to be politely subtle (”Mind if I come along?” “Fine with me Doc, as long as your couch has wheels on it.”) He also ofc calls his childhood friends and tells them he’s having fucked up nightmares about them, tells everyone else about them to ask for their opinions, and tries to have a heart to heart with Frank about being afraid to go to sleep.
He makes a joke about cracking up at the farewell party in GFA, and tells some random patient he just had his “head in a cast,” apropros of nothing. He throws a tantrum in Adam’s Ribs, he publically screams out his feelings at the end of For Want of a Boot, he loudly narrates his impending panic attack in CAVE (and says that the reason he kept quiet about it for a while is specifically because he didn’t want Potter to choose a less safe place to retreat to on his account), he casually describes his emotional state as “mania” to Potter in Depressing News while, yk, building a big tower for 2 days without breaks in the middle of the camp, he breaks down in front of BJ - a guy he’d only recently met - in The Late Captain Pierce, he angrily confronts everyone about feeling betrayed and abandoned by them in the phone scene in GFA. We don’t see what he does after Dr. Pierce and Mr. Hyde but he casually mentions the insomnia to Winchester in Dr. Winchester and Mr. Hyde so he’s fine talking about it. He has two public breakdowns in the O.R. that I can remember off-hand.
And he never demonstrates any shame or regret about the public nature of any of this.
He never tries to hide his feelings - I think the closest he gets is in Sons and Bowlers, and he proceeds to tell Charles how he’s feeling for the entire rest of the night in that one - and while nearly everyone else gets plotlines where something’s troubling them that they don’t want to talk about, Hawkeye never ever does. He’s usually the one prying these feelings out of other characters and chiding them for not talking about them. Even in GFA what’s stopping him from talking about it is the amnesia - he’s reluctant and upset about having the conversations about the bus because he’s subconsciously afraid of remembering, but he still does, and after he has his breakthrough he willingly talks it through with Sidney multiple times afterwards as well, both offscreen in Sidney’s mention of follow-up sessions (including Hawkeye explicitly wanting more of them), and on screen when Sidney visits the 4077.
And in Bless You Hawkeye, the other trauma amnesia episode, he’s perfectly willing to a) accept it could be psychosomatic, b) talk about it with Sidney to find the root cause, and c) joke about it afterwards during a poker game.
And then you got a bunch of moments and jokes where he shamelessly reveals personal information about himself, sometimes likely exaggerations that he’s still fine with people believing, sometimes clearly accurate. I sucked my thumb until my twenties, I can’t get hard, here’s the kind of niche sex I like, I’m a coward and proud, I’m fucking my married ex, I was jealous of my dad’s girlfriend, monologue about how much I miss my dad to a stranger, monologue about how miserable I am to a stranger, monologue about how terrified I am to a stranger, etc etc.
There’s also overt commentary on this - in Check-Up for example, Hawkeye suggests that Trapper got an ulcer because he’s the strong silent type who keeps his feelings in, in contrast to himself. In Bless You Hawkeye Sidney points out that Hawkeye never holds back when it comes to his feelings about the war, which is why he’s assuming the root cause is something Hawkeye isn’t even consciously aware of and goes back to Hawkeye’s childhood.
When it comes to Hawkeye it’s very difficult for me to imagine a scenario where he would try to hide anything about himself, whether that’s his feelings or something about his life, and I have a feeling it was the same for the writers of the show most of the time too lol, hence relying on amnesia twice for the mystery and reveal structure.
#mash#hawkeye mash#marley on mash#another from the drafts that was missing like 2 sentences to turn into a relatively complete post#rambly as hell but yk with an intro and outro#i have a feeling i wrote this after seeing some take about hawkeye fearing people knowing he's mentally ill based on the first bit#and probably didn't post it because i prefer to post positive takes rather than one sided arguments when i can#but this doesn't really read that argumentative to me and it's been so long idr what post i was reacting to lol so i might as well put#this list of shameless hawkeye moments on my actual blog#(not related to emotions or mi but also shout out to hawkeye walking into the mess tent naked to win a bet that he proposed#and going to morning assembly in nothing but a jockstrap while iirc some general was visiting lol as further moments of shamelessness)
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Hello storm,
I am sorry for your loss and sending you good energy. Please dont go anywhere, seeing jikook through your eyes is beutifull experience for your readers. i hope this ask will help you to divert attention from emotional pain. I am kind of new to the fandom. I was shoked to see 0.58 in this video as i have never seen Jungkook being this bold on camera. Atleast not physically. Backhug in blackswan behind video , Bee album opning backhug and caging and jk trying to touch orange hair jimin hair in some other album opning with jhop has similer intimacy level. I have 2 questions.
Where is the 0.58 stage hug is from?
Do you know any other instances of bold jk which is not fully apriciated in the fandom and hidden like this? twitter.com/factkm58/status/1595481664616120320?s=46&t=L9nLjpIHbALSwbl7O-Li_A
I super hate to break it to you, but as much as that looks like JK pulled Jimin into a hug or something there, they never touched. They were too far apart and the big screen cameras were just next to each other 😅😂
The full edit you linked to here
The power of a good crop! 😂 This was during the Red Bullet concert from 2014 - 2015 during the vocal line performance of Outro: Propose. The first half of that song is them swaying in chairs and singing to the audience and being flirty with ARMY and occasionally to each other too. But from a good distance away. And the second half of the song they all pop up and their only stage directions or ideas for choreo are to aggressively flirt with each other and fight over who gets to propose to who 😂 For example, one performance here
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And another lol
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Aggressively flirting with each other for their choreo in every performance for the whole tour 😂🤣 amazing lol
I can't find the exact fancam used where Jimin tips so far over in his seat, but I do recongize it and know it's from this song. Lol so I know they weren't actually close enough to touch finger tips much less hug. But 🤷🏻♀️ still really cute!! Sorry to disappoint! Hope this was helpful.
#jikook#kookmin#jikook in outro propose#vocal line aggressively flirting with each other#because i crush hopes and dreams over here
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BANGTAN SONGFEST, ROUND 1
#bts#poll#bts poll#no more dream#stigma#ddaeng#outro: propose#boy in luv#black swan#2 cool 4 skool#wings#skool luv affair#mots 7#music
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Skz reactions; headcanons | fic recs pt2
Pt1
masterlist
[ updated 230612 ]
finding out you are touch starved
You skip a stray kids song
s/o sleeping naked
tropes that fit each member
pouting kisses
you call them from a police station
Denying them kisses for a challenge
kissing them about of blue
waking them up during the night
“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”
3racha as your plug
random texts
you get hurt
when they realize they like you, like you
strictly platonic
kisses
touch starved and greedy for affection
skz habits that shine through when they get comfy with you
their crush going to their gym
falling asleep on them (3racha)
when you asked him for a dance
faking out a kiss
worm tales
insecure about big boobs
embarrased s/o doing aegyo
s/o having big boobs
skz as hybrids
finding your inner child with skz
accidentally calling them your husband
spin the bottle
s/o picking up an Australian accent
calling you a pet name for the first time
they notice you are uncomfortable
How they would propose to you
getting them a gift they only mentioned once
Having a movie night with their crush
Their s/o falls asleep beside them
They realize they want to marry you
you introduce them as your boyfriend for the first time
Giving them a massage
sitting on their lap
Their so sleeps with stuffed animals
s/o picking up an Australian accent
skz treating your skzoo plush
s/o getting someone else on a stray kids soulmate quiz
sitting in your lap
puppy love
how they act when they are jealous hyung line
skz being a fanboy for idol!reader
taking care of drunk skz
you fall asleep on their lap
skz and nicknames they love
you spaced out
how skz cuddles with you
love languages
accidentally upsetting you
treating wounds
not together but nor friends
pepero
giving them flowers
partner privilege
playing chicken
they realize you are the one
producer s/o
s/o having a lot of natural aegyo
Lovesick boys
accidentally breaking s/o’s important item
breaking your favorite mug hyung line
they forget it’s Valentine’s Day
their crush complimenting their muscles
spoiling their s/o
not giving you attention
oddly specific love languages
your college boyfriends
you snoring @/hearts4sungie
oddly specific love languages @/astraystayyh
you getting your period @/ar0undth3w0rld1n365
when skz says no @/outro-jo
Skz as sporty boyfriends
NSFW
Obsessed with their thick so
Skz as subs
them as sugar daddy ( bangchan&Lee know )
Christmas headcanons
giving them your panties in public
skz as subs
initiating sexy time
not dating, but not just friends
positions
love language and sex hyung line
When you cry during sex
Valentine’s Day
Texts
“they are busy” prank on bf @/hyunsllvr
special delivery to jyp building @/chan4evurrr
“do you ever wish you were taller” @/gyusangels
Talking contact names @/imagine-a-life-like-this
Best Friend!Reader asking skz for a divorce @/imagine-a-life-like-this
Telling ex bf!skz you think you’re pregnant @/imagine-a-life-like-this
Note: please let me know if the links are not working ! I’ll try to fix them as soon as possible ^^
#stray kids#stray kids reactions#stray kids smut#stray kids fluff#stray kids recs#lee know#bang chan#lee felix#han jisung#yang jeongin#seo changbin#hwang hyunjin#kim seungmin
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HI HELLO HAVE THE TRANSLATED LYRICS TO THE NEW RUSSIAN KINITOPET FANSONG
song - ДРУЗЬЯ НАВСЕГДА [KINITO PET ПЕСНЯ] | НИНТЕР (FRIENDS FOREVER [KINITO PET SONG | NINTER {author's nickname})
thanks to this post for posting about it on here!! Made me find it out (:
Udp: Thank to this post for a lot of corrections!
If im gonna change some things i will leave the closest to the original translation in the brackets to it will not drift it's meaning if anyone wants to use it!
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Я другом твоим хочу стать - I want to become your friend
Дай побольше о тебе узнать - Let me know more about you
Будем вместе мы играть - We will play together
То, что в письме - лучше не знать - What's in the letter - better not to know
Задаю тебе вопросы: - Asking you questions
Зима, лето или осень? - Winter, summer or autumn?
Твоя любимая еда? - What's your favorite food?
Какое имя у зверька? - What's the name of your beastie? (as in like. small animal. it rhymes in russian i promise.)
[Pre-Chorus]
Доверься мне, мы же друзья - Trust me, we are friends after all
И ты со мною до конца - And you with me untill the end
Я всё узнаю про тебя - I will find out everything about you
От меня не скроешься - Can't hide away from me
В моих руках твои друзья - Your friends are in my hands
Ты их забудешь навсегда - You will forget them forever
Ведь у тебя есть только я - Because you have only me
И только я, и только я - And only me, and only me
[Chorus]
Бесконечное веселье - Everlasting fun
Только лишь для нас двоих - Only for us two
С тобой найдём мы увлеченье - With you we'll find devotion
О проблемах позабыв - All problems forgotten
[Verse 2]
С возвращением, друг - Welcome back, friend
Кажется был завершён сеанс - Seems like our seance was cut short
Но ты не бойся, коли вдруг - But don't fear, if that's so
Смогу восстановить баланс - I can fix the balance
Осталось сделать одну вещь - Only one thing left to do
В админ состав меня вовлечь - In admin list include me
В командную строку набрать: - Type into cmd:
“Кинито дать твой комп зас—” - Give Kinito my pc- (wow i accidentally made it rhyme. anyways, back to blank verse)
[Break]
Давай, давай, пиши! - Come on, come on, write!
Комп мне свой уступи! - Give your PC to me! (it uses Russian rude-ish-sland for the word computer but that is most likely for song purposes bc it only has one vowel while computer is a long word in both languages
Я не вирус! - I'm not a virus!
Я не вирус! - I'm not a virus!
[Chorus]
Бесконечное веселье - Everlasting fun
Только лишь для нас двоих - Only for us two
С тобой найдём мы увлеченье - With you we'll find devotion
О проблемах позабыв - All problems forgotten
Бесконечное веселье - Everlasting fun
Только лишь для нас двоих - Only for us two
Нам не скучно - это правда - We're not bored - that's the thuth (technically better in future lang like "we won't get bored" but in song was present bc song purpouses so i will leave it like that in literal translation)
Разве не согласен ты? - Dont you agree?
[Bridge]
А теперь… Дай мне доступ! - And now... Give me access!
Мы же друзья! - We are friends after all!
Скажи, ну хоть раз - Tell me, even once
Подвёл я тебя? - Have I let you down? (also technically in the present tense here but yeah...)
[Outro]
Целый мир, здесь я и ты - This whole world, for me and you (orig. "The whole world, here's me and you")
Места нет для скукоты - No place for boredom here
Всё подстроил под тебя - Everything i arranged for you
Теперь системой правлю я - Now the system's ruled by me
if ya are native/just really good in english i'll be happy if you check it for any mistakes or propose better/rhyming translation! that's just the meaning mosly word-by-word (:
#mostly for me and my comic-drawing urge#but yeah posting for every cool English speaker who wants to know what the hell he's saying (:#special thanks to multitran aka the best russian-english dictionary#kinitopet#kinito pet#kinitopet song#kinitopet rus song#just wanna mention that im actually a eng-to-rus translator for some manhwa#and i write my fanfics in two languages simultaneously bc half of my friends does not speak english and other half does not speak russian#so i feel confident posting this#/hj. this body did not see confidence from the last two years B)#also i usually translate from English. not to English. feels weird.
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:･ﾟ✩ 2 COOL 4 SKOOL ✩:･ﾟ✩
; Intro: 2 Cool 4 Skool ;
@/sckool24 (mess sorry)
; We Are Bulletproof pt. 2 ;
@/bullertproof / bulletrproof
@/bulletwoof (bullet + part [two] + pro[of]) (mess sorry)
@/arwbullet / arwebullet ([we] [ar]e [bullet]proof) (mess sorry)
; Skit: Circle Room Talk ;
@/circleskit / skitcircle
; No More Dream ;
@/nodreamvs (no more dream + mvs)
@/not7dream ([no] more dream + ot7) (mess sorry)
@/nmrdream / nwmrdream
@/nmoredrm
@/nomrdream
; Interlude ;
@/isnterlude
@/inrterlude
@/interluwde
@/intterslude
@/interludette (mess sorry lol)
; I Like It ; (mess sorry)
@/ilikeitmp3
@/ilikeitsus
; Outro: Circle Room Cypher ;
@/outrozcypher
@/outrocyphier
@/cyphercle (cypher + circle) (mess sorry)
@/outrot7
@/cypherseus
; Skit: On The Start Line ;
@/onthwstart
@/startwline
@/skitwline
; Path / Road ;
@/pathdeus / pathseus
@/roadmp3
@/pathscene (+ beyond the [scene])
✩:･ﾟ✩ O!RUL8,2? ✩:･ﾟ✩
; Intro: O!RUL8,2? ;
@/ohreulate / ohrulate (oh a[re] yo[u] late) (mess sorry)
@/introulate (intro + yo[u] late)
; N.O ;
@/lyricswno (lyrics + no)
@/nowmvs (no + mvs)
; We On ;
@/weonmv / weonmvs
@/weondeus / weonseus
; Skit: R U Happy Now? ;
@/skitnow
@/skitrhappy
; If I Ruled the World ;
@/ruIedworId (LL = ii)
; Coffee ;
@/coffeendless
@/coffeelled
@/coffeernate
@/coffeejours
; BTS Cypher Pt. 1 ;
@/cypherwone
; Attack on Bangtan / The Rise of Bangtan ;
@/bngttanck
@/bngtnrise
@/attackboys
; Satoori Rap ;
@/satoorism
@/uttsatoori
@/sawtoori
@/raptoori
; Outro: Luv In Skool ;
@/luvsnkool
@/luvnoutro
@/skoolutro / skooutrol / skooutro
@/luvrskool
✩:･ﾟ✩ Skool Luv Affair ✩:･ﾟ✩
; Intro: Skool Luv Affair ;
@/skooluvffair
@/skoolffair
@/Iuvffair (L = i)
; Boy In Luv ;
@/tboynluv ([tb]h + b[oy] i[n] luv)
@/boynrluv
@/boynzluv
; Skit: Soulmate ;
@/soulwmate
@/joursmate (toujours = always + soulmate)
@/sourlmate
; Where Did You Come From? ;
@/whrdid (mess sorry)
; Just One Day ;
@/tbharuman
@/justhrday (just + hr= haru + day)
@/haruseus
; Tomorrow ;
@/tomorroiw
@/tomowrro
@/tomosrrow
; BTS Cypher Pt. 2: Triptych ;
@/tripcypher
@/triptyrch
@/utlcypher
; Spine Breaker ;
@/spinerbrkr
@/breakspiner
; Jump ;
@/jumpseus
@/jumpstwt / jumptwts
; Outro: Propose ;
@/outropose
@/prowpose
@/missrighrt
@/itslowjam (i like it (slow jam remix)
✩:･ﾟ✩ DARK & WILD ✩:･ﾟ✩
@/darkvwild
@/darkwildsus
; Intro: What am I to You? ;
@/introwhat
; Danger ;
@/offciaIdanger (L = i)
@/featdanger
@/lyricsdanger
; War of Hormone ;
@/kthormone (mess sorry)
@/warfhrmne
@/hormowne
; Hip Hop Lover ;
@/hhplover
; Let me Know ;
@/letmrknow
; Rain ;
@/rainhoutte (+ silhouette) (mess sorry)
@/trailerain
@/rainfelts
; BTS Cypher Pt. 3: Killer ;
@/killwrcypher
@/partkiller
@/cypthkiller
; Interlude: What Are You Doing? ;
@/whtrdoing
@/whaterlude / whterlude
; Would You Turn Off Your Cellphone? / Can You Turn Off Your Phone? ; [mess sorry]
@/wldturn
@/wldphone
; Blanket Kick ;
@/blantkick
@/blanketmp3
@/blankthicc (mess sorry lol)
; 24/7 = Heaven ;
@/heavendless
; Look Here ;
@/lookzhere
; 2nd Grade ;
@/twndgrade ([tw]o + nd + grade)
; Outro: Does That Make Sense? ;
@/outrosznse (outro + sense)
@/outrodoes
✩:･ﾟ✩ The Most Beautiful Moment in Life, Part 1 ✩:･ﾟ✩
; Intro: The Most Beautiful Moment in Life ;
@/themostiful (mess sorry)
; I Need U ;
@/ineedsus
@/ineedusz
; Hold me Tight ;
@/holdmrtight
; Skit: Expectation! ;
@/expecttion
@/exrpectation
; Dope ;
@/dopethyst
@/dopensfw
; Boyz With Fun ;
@/boyszwfun
@/boyzwrfun
; Converse High ;
@/convrsrhigh
@/lyricsnverse (+ lyrics) (mess sorry)
; Moving On ;
@/movingwon
; Outro: Love is Not Over ;
@/outrosnlove
@/loutrover (mess sorry)
✩:･ﾟ✩ The Most Beautiful Moment in Life, Part 2 ✩:･ﾟ✩
; Intro: Never Mind ;
@/nvrwmind / nevrwmind
; Run ;
@/offcialrun
; Butterfly ;
@/buterlyrics
@/bwrtterfly
; Whalien 52 ;
@/wharlien52
; Ma City ;
@/mawrcity
@/ilysmacity (mess sorry lol)
; Silver Spoon ;
@/baespoon
@/silverspoorn
; Skit: One Night in a Strange City ;
@/nightwcity
@/skitnight
; Autumn Leaves ;
@/autmnrleaves
@/tmnleaves
; Outro: House of Cards ;
@/outrorcards
@/housecrds
✩:･ﾟ✩ The Most Beautiful Moment in Life: Young Forever ✩:･ﾟ✩
; Fire ;
@/offcialfire
@/fireffct / fireffcts (+ effects)
; Save Me ;
@/lyricsavem / lyricsavme
; Epilogue: Young Forever ;
@/ywngforever
@/epiloguewl
✩:･ﾟ✩ Wings ✩:･ﾟ✩
@/uttwings
@/articwings
; Intro: Boy Meets Evil ;
@/introboysz
@/boysmeetvil
; Blood Sweat & Tears ;
@/bloodwtears
@/bldswtears
@/bldsweatrs
@/bwtears
; Begin ;
@/beginseus
@/bewgins
; Lie ;
@/liedosed
@/outroslie
; Stigma ;
@/soultigma (neo [soul] + stigma)
@/stigmacist (+ supremacist)
; First Love ;
@/firstflove
@/firstdlove
; Reflection ;
@/reflwcttion
@/joonflection
; Mama ;
@/mamalogist (mess sorry)
@/mamajours (+ toujours = always)
; Awake ;
@/awakeffct / awakeffcts (+ effects)
@/awakedeus
; Lost ;
@/lostmvs
@/lostjours (lost + toujours = always)
; BTS Cypher 4 ;
@/cyphefour (mess sorry)
; Am I Wrong? ;
@/featwrong
; 21st Century Girls ;
@/centwrygrls
; Two! Three! (Still Wishing There Will be Better Days) ;
@/betterzdays
@/bttrwdays
; Interlude: Wings ;
@/interlwings
@/intterwings
✩:･ﾟ✩ Wings: You Never Walk Alone ✩:･ﾟ✩
; Spring Day ;
@/sprngdwy
@/springdaiz
@/springcday
; Not Today ;
@/nowttoday
@/nosttoday
@/snwttoday (mess sorry)
; Outro: Wings ;
@/outrownsg
@/featwings
@/outroftwings
; A Supplementary Story: You Never Walk Alone ;
@/trilogynwa
@/lullabynwa
@/frostynwa
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Our Skyy 2 x Bad Buddy X A Tale of Thousand Stars Ep 4 (Finale) Stray Thoughts
Yesterday, we transitioned into the A Tale of Thousand Stars portion of this crossover, and the mood shifted to match. There’s been a lot of consternation about the episode, and whether it represents a weak outing from Aof and friends. I have decided that it doesn’t matter for me, because it mostly worked for me. I understood the intention of having these characters get lost in the woods repeatedly no matter who they were with. I’ll have more to say this weekend, I’m sure.
Not these two coming for my man Phupha’s back during their roleplay!
I’m glad Pat and Pran got to have a cute montage before they left.
We will finally be free of the Our Skyy 2 theme.
I like that Pran made a friend out of Tian on this trip. Pran has so few friends, and I’m glad he was able to make one on his own.
Pat, please never stop terrorizing Phupha.
Unsurprised that Tian broke first on the apology, but glad to see Phupha getting flirty.
You just knew he was going to sign. I’m not even worried about the conditions. He wouldn’t be himself if he didn’t force you to meet him where he is.
I really hope tourists don’t tarnish this waterfall.
It’s not time for Only Friends yet, so we can’t have someone fondling tiddies yet on GMMTV. Mark, Neo, and Book, you are to be our champions.
Ah, Oishii tea is here. We can relax now.
Okay, I’m having fun with flirty Phupha.
We’re finally acknowledging the mosquito net as foreplay!
Finally, we the people have received what we needed. I wanted them to kiss so badly the first time they were here, and I’m finally sated.
Tian is wearing the Nong Nao sleeping mask! This is not a drill!
They did the Bad Buddy score scene. Few things make me happier than seeing older gays learn something from their juniors. Good for Phupha to get flirty in the morning.
I don’t think I mind Phupha surprising Tian in Bangkok, since it’s always seemed like a long drive. I get Phupha wanting that time to collect himself and put on his best face.
“People here let their cameras eat first.” I hate this description, but he’s correct.
GAYS IN A PHOTOBOOTH! I’m just going to pass out now.
Yes, Tian. Please upgrade this man’s fit.
Phupha is being so brave about how nervous he is about new clothes and their costs.
I’m so glad we’re getting to play dress up with Phupha like he’s a Ken.
Oh, I’m crying a little bit. Asking that Pat and Pran portray them feels like the exact restriction Phupha would apply. He would want their story told by people who know them and who they can trust a bit. I think Pran definitely gets Phupha.
Mix has such an incredible way to shift his face slightly and be suddenly so smitten.
Ink and Pa are at the play!!
This play was cute. I loved this.
Not the reversal on the finger suck into a genuinely decent kiss once again interrupted by Pa!!
White cameo!! I hope he continues to pop up in BL for the next 60 years.
Phupha and his surprises. I’m okay with it for today, but I hope his next step is being more forthright.
I love that Tian’s parents led the conversation for Phupha. He needed their approval, but respects them too much to ask for it.
His errand was a ring for a proposal. I forgive him for everything.
“We finally have a thousand stars now.” Okay, gonna lie down and cry. I don’t know what it was, but something old in me just snapped.
I really like Mix and Earth as a pair. They play their dynamic differently with each couple. Tian and Jim kiss differently than Wen and Jim.
Yes, give us the same unhinged outro that Pat and Pran gave us in episode 12.
Final Verdict: 10, Highly Recommended (Primarily for Gay Reasons). I understand a lot of the complicated feelings everyone has about Pat and Pran, but I personally loved all of this. I respect Aof telling something mildly dissatisfying with Pat and Pran, because that is honestly at the core of their dynamic. They are constantly subject to outside influences that make it difficult for them to be happy the way they want to be, and that is most evident in Pran. I really liked them crossing over to meet Tian and Phupha, because we got to see both couples really face who they are.
Part of the big difference here is that we are still seeing Pat and Pran in the middle of their story, and Pran especially still has things he needs to sort. With Tian and Phupha, we’re seeing them after their show ended. We’re seeing them face themselves with the help of the Chaos Gays that showed up on their doorstep. As a result, everyone got to see themselves differently, and we the audience got some of what we needed from both shows.
For me, I just love that both of these couples are “in repair” and are trying to be present for each other. Like Uncles Cheep and Dej said, once the infatuation fades, it’s about trust and commitment. I like that we walked away from this with me feeling like that’s the goal for both of them.
Shoutouts to @shortpplfedup @lurkingshan, @ginnymoonbeam, @waitmyturtles, and @wen-kexing-apologist for talking through episode 3 yesterday.
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Outro: Propose - BTS as different kinds of people you'll meet at a wedding
Ok so I'm literally going to a five-day desi wedding extravaganza soon, and with the summer and wedding season coming to a close, it got me thinking of how Bangtan would be at a wedding, should you happen to run into them (wouldn't that be the dream?) 💜💜💜
Kim Namjoon - The Politico
Yeah, weddings are fun and all, but when I tell you this man is starved to get into it with someone and anyone over politics, religion, art, literature, etc. He's not going to pick a fight, but will respectfully hand it to any drunk uncles that say something completely out of line (and he can do it sober). Is being eyed by mothers as a top-notch prospect for their children, so it’s no shock when you’re introduced to him and end up hitting it off😍
Kim Seokjin - The Unofficial Photographer
Will literally push the real photographer aside to take pics on his iPhone. Claims to be taking pictures of the happy couple, but half of them are just selfies and thirst traps. Somehow ends up in every single photo, stealing the spotlight with his handsomeness. Will upload a video of Hoseok dancing to Tiktok that will go viral the next day. Picks you up by tapping you on the shoulder and offering to snap a photo, and of course you fall for it 🙄
Min Yoongi - The Bacchanalian
Literally cannot survive the night without a strong drink in his hand, because listen, people are a lot. Will be found lurking near the bar, exuding a quiet, mysterious aura that catches the attention of anyone nearby, whereupon they'll probably try (and fail) to flirt with him. Turns overly affectionate when he's had too many, side hugs everyone in sight. You catch him in one of those moments, where he accidentally spills his drink on you, and you don’t mind at all 😵💫
Jung Hoseok - The Champion Dancer
You will literally have to peel him off the dance floor. He gets up and dances to every song, and knows the words to all of them. Often seen with a circle of people around him, marvelling over his spectacular moves. Takes any sort of choreographed dance assignment wayyy too seriously, much to the chagrin of his fellow wedding party members, but the performances will always end up being a banger. Saves just enough energy to ask you for a slow dance at the end of the night, and you can’t say anything but yes🕺🏽
Park Jimin - The Gossip
The way you’ll see this man at every table, talking to anyone and everyone. Why? Because this man is here for one thing and one thing only: tea. And he’s charming enough to get it out of people. Catch him spilling secrets from table to table, until eventually drama ensues and he sits back and watches it all unfold with a smirk. You confront him about the chaos and he feigns innocence, pulling you into a back room to convince you he’s done nothing wrong 😏
Kim Taehyung - The Hopeless Romantic
Literally pulls up to the wedding with stars in his eyes because LOVE!! Waxes poetic about the beautiful couple and how everything is perfect from the decor to the DJ. Snaps photos for his own wedding Pinterest board and hits up the vendors just in case. Eventually has to step out into the hall and cry because being single is hard. That’s how you find him in the hallway, the two of you lamenting over dating together, but you both leave the wedding a little more hopeful ☠️
Jeon Jungkook - The Wild Child
Weddings make him restless bc not only is there people anxiety, but he’d rather be doing something. Invests his energy into corralling the children and playing airplane with them… which eventually leads them all to go outside and start an impromptu kickball match. Runs into you when a kick goes wrong and ends up smacking into you, but you can’t stay angry at him for long 😮💨
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Curious about how Moon had formed? | Curioso sobre como a Lua se formou?
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A recent simulation conducted by NASA and Durham University proposes an alternative theory regarding the Moon's origin. According to this theory, the Moon could have formed within a matter of hours through a rapid process. The simulation suggests that material from both the Earth and a Mars-sized celestial body was ejected directly into orbit following a significant impact. Notably, the simulations employed in this research stand out for their exceptional detail, representing some of the most intricate models in the field. Operating at the highest resolution to date, these simulations provide valuable insights into the Moon's origins and other large-scale impacts.
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Uma nova simulação realizada pela NASA e pela Universidade de Durham propõe uma teoria alternativa sobre a origem da Lua. De acordo com essa teoria, a Lua pode ter se formado em questão de horas por meio de um processo rápido. A simulação sugere que material tanto da Terra quanto de um corpo celeste do tamanho de Marte foi lançado diretamente em órbita após um impacto significativo. Vale ressaltar que as simulações utilizadas nesta pesquisa se destacam por sua excepcional detalhamento, representando alguns dos modelos mais intrincados no campo. Operando na mais alta resolução até o momento, essas simulações fornecem insights valiosos sobre as origens da Lua e outros impactos de grande escala.
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can you do part 2 of the sierra six smut where they meet again?? I absolutely loved it !!!
A/N: Wild Child by the Black Keys is such a perfect outro for The Gray Man- I also think it’s perfect for describing Six & reader’s relationship. This fic admittedly wrote itself over the past couple of weeks, and it just kept getting longer and longer 🥲 I don’t know if I like how it progressed because I’ve finished bits and pieces of it at odd hours whilst in the hospital, but I hope y’all like it! It’s got a lil dash of every genre thrown in there (ya girl loves her flavor 👩🏾🍳) Also I apologize in advance if anything seems OOC for Court, I did my best but I’m still nervous about writing for him 🙈
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“Contact?”
“Negative,” you readjust the comm device in your ear and pull your lipstick out of your handbag, pursing your lips in the car’s rearview mirror to apply a shock of red. “Oasis is too smart for that. Just tailing for now.”
“Timeline?” your handler follows up bluntly, pulling an eye roll from you in retaliation.
“Can you speak in more than two syllables? You know, sometimes you’re the only person I speak to for weeks at a time.”
“Do you have an estimated timeline?”
You sigh, muttering out a, “Thank you,” for the technical adherence to your request before laying out the details of your proposed op. “…and that should give me the in to confirm that she’s distributing Rainbow,” you conclude. “So at least three weeks to make contact, get comfy, and catch her in the act.”
“Can we accelerate that to two weeks?”
“No,” you make a face in the mirror, grateful that the conversation is audio only. “I’m going to need a little more time to catch a soccer mom by day, cartel head by night.”
“Affirmative, Agent. Carmichael wants a status report in 72 hours.”
The line goes dead with a soft click as you mock your handler under your breath, “Carmichael wants a status report in 72 hours. Yeah? Well, Denny can suck my left tit, fucking-”
You continue grumbling as you climb out of the car and sling your purse over your shoulder before dropping your features into a bored expression and tucking a pair of stupidly expensive sunglasses into your hair- more of a statement piece than protective eyewear, really.
Snagging a shopping cart from just outside the entrance, you step into the grocery store and begin cruising down the aisles on the hunt for your target. You eventually find her by the fresh produce, judiciously sniffing limes in an apparent search for freshness. Your facial muscles twitch with the urge to frown at the odd display, but instead you suppress your natural inclination and force a smile as her gaze lifts to meet yours. She flashes her pearly whites in return, none the wiser, and you direct your eyes toward the aromatics. You don’t want her growing suspicious, and you’re fairly confident not even Oasis would have the balls to be openly dealing Rainbow in the produce section of the only grocery store in town.
She turns her way down an aisle and you toss some parsley and thyme into your cart with a shrug before easing into the parallel aisle, a soft gasp leaving your parted lips at the sight before you.
Who but Sierra fucking Six is standing in the middle of the bakery and breakfast section, arguing about the merits of chocolate versus fruit-flavored cereal with a teenage girl, a box of each dwarfed in his large hands. Having apparently relented to the young girl’s whims, he tosses both boxes in their cart before leaning against the handle as he plans out his next tactical move, easing a scrap of paper out of the back pocket of his jeans. You can’t help but follow the movement of his nimble fingers as they search his pocket, marveling over the way the denim hugs his muscular legs and the curve of his ass. Letting your gaze travel back up, heat floods your cheeks at the way his t-shirt stretches over his taut muscles, the fabric looking almost comical, the seams practically begging to be let out as they suffocate on his biceps. He smooths a hand over his goatee as he laughs at something the teen said, the movement drawing your eyes further upward. His honey-blonde hair has grown out a bit since you last saw him, still neatly trimmed but now with a few loose strands falling across his forehead. Despite physically looking the same, there’s a different air to Six. He seems almost… comfortable.
Domesticity suits him well (and somehow manages to make him even more attractive), and you find your thoughts wandering to his role in this girl’s life. Is he a single dad? Uncle? Is she his latest protective assignment?
The duo disappears in the blink of an eye and you half-wonder if your target slipped some of her product into the veggie sprinklers causing you to hallucinate. There’s no way you’re seeing Six stateside in a grocery store in the middle of Nowhere, USA after spending eight months traipsing across Europe.
Clearing your thoughts with a slight shake of your head, you catch up to your target and continue following her around the store, absentmindedly tossing grocery items into your cart and stopping to peruse the wine rack as she does the same.
An alluring mix of cologne and distinct masculine musk wafts over you sending your sympathetic nervous system into overdrive, your heart thudding against your ribcage.
Evidently you hadn’t been drugged.
“That white pairs great with a good branzino,” an all too familiar silky voice drapes languidly across your body causing goosebumps to erupt over your skin.
Without looking up, you retort, “Thanks for the advice, but I won’t be enjoying it. It’s for my boss.”
“Does your boss have a Prada purse,” he murmurs by your ear, his sheer proximity making you shiver, “because she’s looking this way.”
“I’m sure everything in this town with a pulse is looking this way,” you shoot back, still unwilling to meet his eyes.
“Then let’s give them something to look at.” You register the teasing lilt to his voice moments before his fingers are tucking under your chin, tilting your head up to press his supple lips against your own.
The bottle of wine remains in your hand as you throw your arms around his neck in an attempt to get as close as physically possible, your eyelids fluttering closed as memories of your night together pervade your senses.
“Y/N,” he growled softly, deep voice bringing you out of your reverie. You picked your head up to find his gaze locked on yours, the sight of his lust blown pupils and reddened lips causing your breath to come out in sharp pants. “Eyes on me.”
And then his mouth was on you, consuming you from the inside out and trapping you in a world of him until the only discernible word falling from your lips was his name.
“Nice to see you again, old timer,” you whisper against his lips, pulling back with a smile, finally opening your eyes and instantly drowning in a sea of blue.
“Told you I’d find you, kid,” a triumphant smirk has the audacity to grace his beautiful mouth.
“Uh no,” you hold up a finger in contradiction, glancing over his shoulder to ensure Oasis is still in sight, “technically I found you.”
“But were you looking for me?”
“Shut up,” you place your hand against his chest and shove, only succeeding in moving him a few inches but enough to ease the wine bottle into your cart. The man is more tree than human and the unbidden image of you climbing his body flashes through your mind.
“So,” he breaks you out of your lustful thoughts, leaning against your cart handle and offering you the perfect window to track your target as you talk- she’s suddenly very interested in the white wine, her eyes darting over to the two of you every so often- “what’s your boss got you up to these days?”
“Mergers and acquisitions, the usual,” you shrug easily. Murders and asset retrieval.
“New business in town?” He cocks an eyebrow out of curiosity, fingers slipping into the front pocket of his jeans before returning triumphantly with a piece of gum.
Your mouth goes dry as he wets his lips before snagging the rectangle between his teeth, torturously pulling the pink gum into his mouth bit by bit. “A colorful one,” you rasp out, subtly keying him in to your operation surrounding the quiet expansion of Rainbow.
He nods in acknowledgment, chewing thoughtfully. “So I’ll be seeing you around.” He presses a kiss to your lips, turns on his heel, and disappears in a wave of woodsy cologne, the faint taste of watermelon gum, and a parting wink thrown over his shoulder.
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Days later you’re parked in the school carpool lane gathering intel on Oasis and her teenagers, your sedan four vehicles behind her massive SUV. You let your head rest against the cracked driver-side window as your eyes scan the parents and guardians milling about. Your eyes continue cataloguing faces as your brain checks out, thoughts drifting to your friendly neighborhood blonde-haired, blue-eyed, sinfully-tongued former partner in crime. You haven’t seen him since that day in the grocery store, and even though you’re grateful that he hasn’t been around to distract you, you can’t help but expect him to be walking along every corner you round. Although, truth be told, you’d be very surprised to see Six at the establishments that Oasis frequents.
Your mind drifts back for the umpteenth time this week to a moment you shared at HQ with Agent Miranda after you picked up your dossier for this op. “Quaint little town, nice change of pace,” she smiled as you crossed paths in the hall. Leaning forward conspiratorially, she tacked on, “Watch out for Six!”
You’ve spent one too many brain cells analyzing and overanalyzing her words- surely she meant Watch your six, and happened to mix up the idiom. But Dani was nothing if not intentional with her diction, and you swore you’d heard her correctly. If that was the case, had she and Six stayed in touch since his curious departure from the agency? Had the Sierra Six, the Gray Man, the expert silent assassin, Mister No Worldly Possessions or Connections been…asking about you?
Your passenger door suddenly flies open, the hulking form taking up space in your mind rent-free folding its way into your car, the familiar whiff of cologne forcing your coiled muscles to relax- marginally.
“Put the safety back on, cowgirl.”
“Why?” you demand, no patience for pleasantries.
“Because I like my face intact. Nails look pretty,” he juts his chin to indicate your fresh manicure, courtesy of your target’s weekly visits for fill-ins.
“No,” you refine your question coolly, retracting your trigger finger and replacing the safety on your weapon, “why are you here? In my car? Potentially blowing my cover?”
“Came to pick up my Claire, saw you,” he shrugs as if this is an everyday occurrence for two highly trained operatives, glancing at passerby and students on the sidewalk to ensure no one’s taken an interest in you two.
“Your Claire, hm?” You raise your coffee cup to your lips and take a long drag, the combination of the caffeine and heat sending your neurons buzzing.
“Kind of my niece, kind of my little sister,” he elaborates, keeping an eye out the window for her. “She’s Fitz’s niece, but y’know how our life goes,” he shrugs again, the only semblance of emotion he’ll allow himself to show. “So she’s my Claire now.”
“Court,” your lips pull into a frown and you reach for his hand on instinct, catching the subtle lift of the corner of his mouth in response. The simple gesture is enough for him to understand what you’re trying to say.
“Kid and I have a pretty good thing going here, but I’m sure she wouldn’t mind a lady friend in her life,” he muses softly, studiously watching the middle schoolers fly out the front doors and avoiding your gaze as if you’ll be able to see all of his vulnerabilities and insecurities in his stormy eyes.
Sensing an opportunity to break down another one of his walls, you cry out, “Why, yes, Court, I will marry you!”
He barks out a laugh and shakes his head, playfully knuckling against the soft skin of your cheek as your mouth twists into a wry smile. “Let’s start with dinner first.” He eases the passenger door open and steps out onto the sidewalk, offering you a slip of paper between his index and middle fingers through the crack of the window.
You unfold the paper to find a local address in his scrawl, calling to his retreating back, “What time?”
“Guess.”
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You rock back and forth on your heels on the doorstep at six in the evening, a fresh bottle of the fateful white wine in your hands. The paneling detail on the front door is suddenly fascinating, allowing you to hyper-focus on anything but the nerves fluttering in your stomach. You’ve taken out corrupt diplomats, toppled drug cartels, faced some of the most dangerous men and women that the devil himself would shy away from, all by your mid-twenties, yet you’ve got butterflies in your tummy at the prospect of failing to earn a teenage girl’s approval.
Oh how the mighty have fallen.
If you’re honest with yourself, you’re not sure why you’re nervous. Operatives don’t have the luxury of falling in love and playing house. Sure, you enjoyed your time with the Sierra and the sex was incredible, but you both know that nothing more could ever come of this. Y’know how our life goes, Six himself had said, and he was damn right.
“You must be Y/N.” You lift your eyes to meet the brunette’s sharp gaze, her eyes quietly scrutinizing you as she does a subtle once over.
“You must be Claire,” you offer your hand in greeting and she shakes it firmly, all business.
She spots the floral tattoo on your shoulder and the corner of her mouth lifts in a manner matching that of her guardian, “I like your ink.” Claire cranes her neck to gaze further into the house and you hear a huff in response to her unspoken question.
“Absolutely not.”
“But-”
“Nope,” Six comes into view and pulls the door open further, beckoning you inside.
“Regretting adding that lady friend to her life?” you tease as you step through the doorway, toeing off your shoes in the corner of the foyer as Claire grumbles on about almost an adult and annoyingly overprotective.
“Not quite yet, but I’m sure we’ll get there,” he smirks at you, enjoying the way your nose scrunches indignantly in response. You follow the two of them into the dining room, your mouth immediately beginning to water at the delicious smells emanating from the kitchen. “When’s the last time you had a proper home-cooked meal?” Court asks with a smile as he places your proffered wine bottle on the table.
“Properly? Ten years, give or take,” you shrug, your voice dropping to nearly a whisper as you busy yourself playing with the hem of your shirt. You honestly can’t remember the last time you had a nice dinner with enjoyable company, not at a group home or hostel, not on a honey-pot mission, not memorizing a dossier on a shitty hotel couch while forcing down a frozen meal before heading out under the cover of night.
In a surprising display of affection that makes your chest warm for reasons you don’t have time to unpack, Court presses his lips against your temple, bringing you back to the present. “Then I sincerely hope you enjoy this one.”
“And I sincerely hope you didn’t go through all this trouble just for me.”
You follow him into the kitchen to help, taking the plates Claire passes to you from the cabinet as she quietly confides, “We definitely ordered in but someone was very particular about the menu.”
You and Six fall into a comfortable silence as Claire chats about her day, setting forks on the placemats as you gently lay the plates down behind her. You watch, mesmerized, as the blonde nimbly uncorks the sweet wine and divvies it up between your glasses. Something about setting the table together, doing such a normal nuclear family activity, humanizes the two of you, and you’re surprised that the motions have come back to you so naturally.
Six eases your chair out and you smile up at him as you take your seat. Dinner progresses with easy conversation, but then the agent in you senses the shift in the air and you know the teen is gearing up for trouble.
“So…” Claire drags out the word, flaking off a piece of the immaculately cooked fish, “how did you meet Six?”
“Work,” the two of you rush out in unison, meeting each other’s gaze across the table. Claire smirks knowingly at her guardian and Six makes a face at her in response, mouthing something you can’t quite catch.
Raising an eyebrow and looking between the two of them you ask, “Am I missing something here?”
“Don’t answer that,” he threatens playfully with a pointed finger at the youngster.
She crosses her arms and raises her eyebrows, and you can’t help the grin that appears on your face from their shared mannerisms. “Are you gonna let me try the wine?”
“For the second time this evening, absolutely not.”
“Fine,” Claire smiles angelically, turning her full attention towards you. “Courtland’s been talking about you nonstop for the past couple weeks.”
He growls something unintelligible and your hand flies to your mouth, hiding your chuckle in a cough.
“Don’t choke,” Court admonishes, his tone implying that he wouldn’t be too upset if you happened to suffer for just a moment.
“Thanks for your concern, Courtland,” you simper.
“As I was saying,” Claire clears her throat to redirect your attention, a smug smile gracing her features, “some days I still can’t get more than three words out of him, but suddenly he’s thinking about you and turns into quite the conversationalist.”
“That’s interesting,” you pause to sip your wine, an eyebrow arching in Six’s direction, “because he was very vocal when we first met.”
His jaw ticks and his eyes narrow at your innuendo, and you both know you’re thinking about his low grunts and growls as he fucked you all those months ago. Nothing if not consistent, he merely grunts now in acknowledgement.
“What’s the matter, Court?” you smile easily. “Cat got your tongue?”
He clears his throat and stands from the table abruptly- a bold move considering his dick is already stiffening at the thought of your soft skin beneath his fingertips once again. “Dessert, anyone?”
“You know I’ll never turn down ice cream,” Claire grins.
You scoot your chair back from the table, gathering the plates as you stand. “I’ll come help.”
“Oh, I bet you will,” the blonde grumbles under his breath, subtly adjusting his pants as he walks to the kitchen.
You purposefully brush up against him on your way to the sink and he bites back a groan. “Do you not have work to do tonight, Agent?”
“Drug pushing mommy’s gotta sleep,” you shrug, rinsing the plates off, “and so do I.”
“Just sleep?” he murmurs in your ear, gliding his nose down the curve of your neck and pressing his body against you so you can feel the full weight of his question.
You let your head fall back with a sigh offering him better access to the sensitive skin of your neck. “Court,” it’s a whine, a plea, a gentle nudge in the right direction.
“Suspiciously quiet in there!” the teenager calls from the dining room, earning herself a low, chastising, “Claire…”
“You’re quite the daddy,” you test the waters with your compliment, relishing the way his eyes flash at the title and filing that tidbit away for later.
His gaze drops to your parted lips and he licks his own before pulling away and opening the freezer. “Vanilla or chocolate?” he asks calmly, appreciating the cold snapping him back to his senses.
“Chocolate,” you hum, unable to resist the urge to slap his ass as he’s bent over perusing the shelves. He jumps at the sudden contact and you laugh delightedly at your ability to keep arguably the world’s greatest assassin on edge. “I’m not a big fan of vanilla.”
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Your earpiece crackles to life later that night, your handler’s tinny voice coming through with, “Where the fuck are you, Y/L/N?”
“Little,” you breathe out, “busy right now.” Court grins wickedly, languidly kissing down your nearly naked body and dragging his stubble against your sensitive skin before nipping along the meat of your thigh.
“That’s not an answer. Why is your heart rate skyrocketing?”
“Oh, y’know,” you suck in air through your teeth as the handsome devil nuzzles your folds over your panties, forcing you to bite down on your hand to avoid becoming a little too familiar with your handler. “Went for a run.”
You tug sharply on Six’s locks to get him to stop, but the feeling of your nails against his scalp serves the opposite purpose. He yanks the frilly fabric covering your core down with a vengeance and presses the flat of his tongue against your folds, your hips rising of their own accord to meet his mouth halfway.
“Do you have an update for Carmichael?”
Your eyelids flutter shut when he nuzzles your clit with his nose, darting the tip of his tongue just past your wet folds. You force your eyes open and turn your head to the nightstand, focusing on the glaring 10:17 looking back at you.
“Can I get you a report in the morning?”
“Do you want to piss Denny off?”
“God, you’re annoyingly persistent,” you huff at both your handler and the blonde between your legs looking up at you with a sinful smile. “This operation goes a lot-” your voice catches in your throat and your head drops back against the pillow as Court plunges his tongue inside you, “deeper than I initially thought.”
“Elaborate.”
“I’m getting an intimate view of her soldiers,” you rasp out, subconsciously clamping your thighs around Six’s head as he eats you out like a man possessed, fingers digging into your skin to keep you down against the bed. “Need some more time to figure out their pecking order.”
“And then you’ll infiltrate?”
“Mhm, yeah, I’m close!” You hurriedly end the connection and release the wanton moan that’s been growing in your throat throughout the infuriating conversation, enjoying the way Court growls against your pussy in response. “I was serious,” you half laugh, half cry out, “about being close, Court.”
“I can feel it,” he rumbles, “so give it to me.” And then his tongue is spearing in and out of you, mapping out your most sensitive spots, curling in the most delicious of ways, devouring you, consuming you. He splays his fingers across your stomach to hold you in place as he feasts on you, his thumb moving to trace tight circular patterns around your clit and pushing you over the edge into sheer ecstasy. You cover your mouth with your hand as his name repeatedly falls past your lips like a prayer, keenly aware of the sleeping teen just down the hall.
“You look so beautiful like this,” Court sighs almost reverently, leaning on his elbows to brush his lips against yours as he smiles down at your blissfully fucked-out face.
You let your tongue slip into his mouth and tangle lazily with his, the fact that you can taste yourself on him making you delirious with desire. Trailing your fingers down his bare back, you tuck your hands under the waistband of his pants and squeeze his ass before shoving his remaining clothing down his muscular legs. He chuckles against your mouth at the sensation as he kicks off his pants and boxers, moving to kiss along your jaw as he eases his deliciously hard cock between your folds, teasing but not yet pushing into you. “Please,” you whine out, wrapping your legs around his lower back and pressing your heels against the taut muscle there, urging him to give in, to fill you up.
You confess around a gasp, “I’ve been thinking about this for the past eight months,” as Court mercifully slots himself between your thighs. He cups your jaw and presses his nose against the hollow of your throat as he rocks against you, drawing out a whine from the very depths of your being. Your heart flutters in your ribcage as he returns his lips to your own, your tongues tangling unhurriedly in a sensuous dance as he curves his hands around your shoulders and bottoms out with each gentle thrust. You realize, somewhat terrifyingly, that this doesn’t feel like your previous encounter when you were desperate to connect with another human and feel alive again. He’s taking his time with you, kissing you like his life depends on it, gently guiding you both towards orgasm. This man is leaving a brand on your soul, and you’re suddenly glad that your life is one of solitude because, you know now with an earth-shattering sense of clarity, no other lover will ever compare to him. Your chest swells with an uncharacteristic warmth at the thought as the coil in your belly snaps and you tighten around him, encouraging him to please fill me up, Court, please.
Last time, he made you feel human; now, he makes you feel whole.
You tuck yourself against his solid form, sharing lazy kisses as you card your fingers through his hair and bask in your afterglow when you suddenly sit up with a start, something Claire said over dinner having poked through your subconscious. “How long have you been keeping tabs on me?”
He rises slowly, brushing your hair onto your shoulder and pressing kisses to your neck. “Hm?”
“Court,” you admonish softly, “how long?”
“No idea what you’re talking about,” he mumbles, now nibbling along your jaw in a blatant attempt to distract you.
“Claire said you’ve been talking about me for weeks. I’ve been here for eight days. Fess up.”
“I plead the fifth.”
“Oh my god,” you smack his chest with the back of your hand as another realization dawns on you and he winces playfully. “You knew I was getting this op before I did!”
He falls back onto the pillow, folding his arms behind his head to watch you put the pieces together and making you want to forego your interrogation in lieu of wrapping your legs around him once more. “Did I?”
“And,” you force yourself to focus, “you have been tracking where I am through Dani, which means I’m not crazy and she really did say ‘Watch out for Six’!”
“Did she now?”
“I’ve been trying to convince myself she said ‘Watch your six’ for longer than I’d like to admit.”
“Loud guns have been known to cause hearing loss.”
“Courtland,” you growl out, “that is such a gross breach of confidentiality.” You huff, crossing your arms before begrudgingly admitting, “But it’s also weirdly sweet.”
“In that case,” he smiles angelically, “I’ve been checking on you since you walked down that hallway in Prague.”
“You could’ve called. Emailed. Relayed a message through Dani. Sent a fucking pigeon or something.”
“Y’know, the kids call it ‘tweeting’ these days.”
“You are-”
“Hilarious? Charming?”
“Infuriating,” you grumble, tugging the bedsheet up over your body and purposefully lying down facing away from him. He wraps one arm around you and effortlessly pulls you closer, your smaller form perfectly slotting into the curve of his large body. “I don’t like you.”
“Yeah? Glad we cleared that up,” he counters easily, slipping his arm under your head and nuzzling into the crook of your neck. “Goodnight, Y/N.”
“Goodnight, Courtland.”
“I will forever regret telling Claire my name.”
———
You wake the next day with a smile on your face, enveloped by the slightly spicy, woodsy scent that you’ve subconsciously come to associate with a sense of security. Rolling onto your side with a groan, you find a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt neatly folded into a pile in place of Court’s body. You wash up in the bathroom before donning the change of clothes, cuffing the pant legs to fit your petite frame. Following the scent of brewing coffee, you head into the kitchen and are greeted with the sight of Court in a strikingly similar casual outfit, hovering over the stove.
“Morning,” you hum, slipping onto one of the barstools and leaning your chin in your hands.
“Good morning,” he answers over his shoulder in return, stealing the very breath from your lungs with a dazzling smile. “Clothes fit okay?”
“Okay enough,” you laugh, sticking your leg out from behind the island counter so he can admire your handiwork.
“Good,” he nods once in approval, then turns his attention back to the stove. “Got some scrambled eggs and bacon going, coffee should be finishing up.”
You hop off the stool and snag two mugs from the cabinet, filling them nearly to the brim with room for a dash of creamer and enough sugar to satisfy your sweet tooth. The two of you move as easily through preparing breakfast as you had on your mission eight months ago, the memory bringing a smile to your face. Claire joins you in the kitchen a short time later, dropping her backpack onto the stool you’d vacated earlier and sharing a smile with her guardian as he slides a plate in front of her. “You two enjoy your sleepover?”
“Hey,” Court snaps his fingers with his eyes narrowed playfully, “eat your breakfast and get your ass in the car within the next fifteen minutes, Fitzroy.”
“You’d think you’d be in a better mood this morning, Gentry,” she shoots back, a gleam in her eye as she scoops up a forkful of eggs.
“Incredible, it’s like pay-per-view,” you mutter delightedly over the lip of your mug.
“You should hang out here all the time, we’re very entertaining,” Claire offers nonchalantly, and Court turns to you with one eyebrow quirked.
“What’s this whole thing you’ve got going on?” you question, pointing to your own brow. “Does that mean you concur?”
“I was gonna offer myself, but I wanted to talk to the kid first,” he shrugs with an easy smile. “I’ve stayed in enough of the agency’s sad apartments to know that our place is a substantial improvement.”
It turns out to be much more than a substantial improvement.
Over the next three weeks, you find yourself seamlessly blending into the household, using the two of them as your cover on family outings to track Oasis and her family. You and your once impromptu partner team up again on Friday nights, going on dates at the restaurants your target and her husband frequent- and God, does the blonde clean up nicely, a simple pair of slacks, a tight shirt, and a jacket accenting his muscles in just the right places. Most days, you return from your time ingratiating yourself with Oasis’ right hand men to Court and Claire either working at the dining room table or spread out on the couch watching a movie, a spot under the blanket calling your name. Court has taken to making your coffee just the way you like it every morning (all the while ribbing you about how it’s arguably more sugar than caffeine) while you prepare three lunches for the day ahead. He waits for you to return home every evening so you don’t dine alone, and you climb into the king-sized bed together every night, sometimes exploring each other’s bodies until dawn breaks, sometimes cuddling and talking about anything and everything until you drift off to a suspiciously restful sleep.
You find yourself lulled into a level of domesticity that you could get used to, a thought that both scares and excites you to your core. It’s the closest you’ve come to being part of a family in years, and the idea of losing it when this op ends makes your heart ache with a pain you swore you’d locked away the day you joined the agency.
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“I’ve got the popcorn!” you sing, inelegantly flopping onto the couch and tucking your legs under you with the bowl in your lap on your fourth weekend at Casa FitzGentry, as you’ve come to privately call it. Court takes up his spot next to you, Claire settling into his other side before situating the large blanket across your little group and nodding for you to scoot the snack into Court’s lap. You reach forward to press play on the remote, starting yet another cheesy heist movie that you and the former Sierra enjoy critiquing as thunder rumbles in the distance. Halfway through the film, the power flickers momentarily and you and Court share a look, his hands almost imperceptibly tightening their grip around the two of you. Claire huffs quietly, used to the agent’s slight paranoia from a life spent looking over his shoulder, but she tucks herself further into the crook of her guardian’s arm nonetheless. The rest of the movie progresses uneventfully, and Claire lets out a yawn before bidding the two of you goodnight, smiling as you both insist that she lock her door- at least for tonight.
Assured that the teen is safe in her windowless room, you and Court decide to take up residence on the couch for the night, the living room being closer to Claire than the master bedroom down the hall.
“Court?” you whisper into the darkness, absentmindedly pulling his hand into your lap and tracing random patterns along his rough palm as you watch the hallway, the former Sierra’s eyes trained on the front door.
“Hm?”
Genuine fear- not for yourself, but for the young girl you’ve come to appreciate as a friend and the closest thing you’ve got to family- roils in your gut, rearing its ugly head and reminding you why operatives don’t form connections. “I’m sorry for bringing this home.”
A flash of lightning illuminates the ranch house, and you hone in on a figure clad in all black in the hallway, your eyes narrowing, jaw setting, heart rate kicking into gear. Court squeezes your hand in acknowledgment before you part, and you creep silently down the hall, an animalistic growl escaping your throat when you recognize the door the intruder is gearing up to kick down. The point of your elbow connects with the soft flesh of his throat, reducing his shock to nothing but a soft gurgle as his hyoid bone gives way with a sickening crunch. He falls to the floor gasping for breath and you take the advantage to climb on top of his body, straddling his hips as he weakly tries to fight you off. You grab fistfuls of his shirt and bodily slam his head against the hardwood floor once, twice, three times, your breath coming in sharp intervals through your flared nostrils.
A strong pair of arms twists around your waist and you turn sharply, ready to fight for your life until a soothing, “Easy there, easy,” floats over your ears in the pitch darkness.
Your heart rate immediately starts slowing and a vague memory about a reflex in the aorta flashes unbidden through your mind from a high school science class. “I’m good,” you nod with a sniff, shaking out of Court’s grip.
“Yeah?” He flicks the hallway light on, raising an eyebrow at the crimson scene painted before you. “You usually don’t get this messy.”
“My targets usually don’t threaten my family,” you respond coolly, dragging the body away from Claire’s door before leaving to call your cleanup crew. Mind racing with tactics to accelerate your endgame and annihilate Oasis for this blatant attack, you miss the smile that flashes across Court’s face at your mention of your little crew as family.
You turn at the sound of crunching gravel as you end your call, the sight of the still-half-asleep teen splayed across Court’s back causing warmth to rise in your chest again, a feeling that’s occurring a tad too frequently for your liking around these two in particular.
Feelings make you weak, weakness makes you vulnerable, and vulnerability ends with a trip to the morgue.
Court drapes Claire along the backseat of your sedan, tucking his jacket under her head as a pillow before slipping into the passenger seat as you fold yourself behind the wheel. You take a circuitous route to your assigned rental apartment to ensure you’re not being followed, and you carry the minimal luggage Court hastily threw together as he piggybacks the teen upstairs. After getting Claire situated in the small bed, the two of you sit shoulder to shoulder on the floor at the foot of the bed as she sleeps, both your eyes and your silenced weapons trained on the apartment door.
As the first streaks of sunlight bathe the room in warm hues, Court allows himself to nod off knowing that you’ll keep his Claire safe, his head lolling against your shoulder. You press your lips to his forehead, whispering three words that you haven’t uttered in over a decade, tears welling in your eyes at the realization that you can, in fact, still feel such depth of emotion. A renewed sense of purpose grows within you as the sun rises, and by the time your two sleeping beauties awake, you’ve made up your mind.
———
“Oasis has proven herself to be a greater threat than we originally anticipated. Permission to execute.”
“Negative, Agent, we need her alive and in custody to connect the dots on the expansion of Rainbow in other areas throughout the Midwest that you’ve uncovered.”
“Terry,” you rarely address your handler directly, hoping your use of his name forces him to understand the weight behind your words, “she’s willing to go to extreme lengths to protect this operation. She sent a hitman after my- to my apartment,” you recover quickly, cursing yourself for allowing a semblance of idyllic family life to affect your judgment. How had you managed to make such a mess of things?
“Christ, Y/L/N,” his sigh crackles through your earpiece. “Any idea how your identity got compromised?”
“None,” you answer honestly, disappointed in yourself for not only failing to complete your mission cleanly, but also for putting the people you’ve come to care about at risk. “What’s the exfil plan here?”
“Y/L/N? It’s Carmichael.” Oh joy. “Proceed with the op as planned, but accelerate the execution phase to tonight. Bring her into custody and then report to HQ tomorrow morning so we can figure out how exactly you fucked this up.”
“But she knows who I am, knows what I look like.”
“Are you saying you can’t get it done?”
“No, I-” you pinch the bridge of your nose and release your breath in a slow exhale. “I’ll figure it out and report back to you when I have her detained.”
“Good girl.”
———
You slip back into the apartment just after three in the morning, peeling off your jumper soaked through with blood, sweat, and rain, slumping against the door with a sigh. After a few breaths to compose yourself, you shuffle further into the apartment and are met with Court sprawled across the small couch, his arm draped over his forehead. He mumbles something under his breath and you move closer. “What’d you say?”
“Asked if another cunt was successfully incapacitated,” he repeats, the shock of his question and impeccable memory causing an incredulous giggle to escape your lips.
“Fuck,” you hiss through your laughter, instinctively grabbing at your smarting ribs. “That bitch is lucky my directive was to have her detained. Otherwise she’d be six feet under with her boy toys right now.”
You lift his legs up, easing your sore body onto the couch before laying his legs back down across your lap. “You don’t have to go, Y/N.”
Your eyes dart to meet his baby blues, piercing through your soul in the darkness. “I didn’t say-”
“You made up your mind this morning. I could hear it in your voice.”
“Courtland,” you sigh, pushing your hair off of your sweaty face.
“Don’t government name me,” he grumbles, moving to sit up and pull your head against his chest. You’re shaking, but you can’t pinpoint whether it’s from exhaustion, fear, or a mix of both. “You’re a damn good agent, but you don’t have to be a CIA pawn for the rest of your life. You can go into private work, too.” His fingers trace a gentle pattern along your spine, encouraging you to take as deep of a breath as you can muster in your present condition.
“I haven’t done my time, haven’t helped enough people. I mean, Christ, Court, you were in the game for how many years and they still wouldn’t-”
“Hey,” he cuts off your panicked rambling with a gentle brush of his lips against yours. “You know there’s no contingency plan for people like us. You either kill the bad guys or you die trying, and that used to be good enough for me until…” He trails off, looking toward the door Claire is fast asleep behind.
“If anything, anything had happened to you two because of me-”
“I know,” he placates softly.
You lick your lips and open your mouth to speak before thinking better of repeating your confession from the morning out loud. Instead, you let Court guide your body down on top of his, snuggling against the warmth of his skin and allowing the steady rise and fall of his chest to lull you into a much needed rest. “In the morning, you’ll go to your debrief, and then we’ll figure this out,” he murmurs, pressing his lips to the crown of your head. “And kid?” You stay quiet, trying to control your breathing despite the fact you’re sure he can feel your heart pounding through your chest in anticipation of what he’s about to say. “For the record, I feel the same damn way about you.”
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Happy Valentine's Day, ARMY! Here are some songs to get you into the romantic spirit of the day.💕
#bts#boy with luv#trivia love#closer#where you from#Serendipity#euphoria#24/7=heaven#outro: propose#🐞#Youtube
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proposal for arctic monkeys glastonbury 2023 setlist
ok now that we're less than a week out... here is my dream glasto setlist that i know will never happen :) split into acts and 28 entire songs long cos unlike am themselves i remember that they have seven whole albums to curate a setlist from. in a perfect world they will have a string quartet at minimum so i am picturing a little ben chappell choppy and disorienting montage of footage on the big ring screen between 'acts' with an orchestral interlude. give those old men a minute to catch their breath 😮💨
act 1 - an introduction
one representative song from each album, in order, cos remember how they did that at the start of the tbhc tour... i know i sure do. four out of five original/NOT goofy bossa nova version. mirrorball w strings like it deserves i scream i beg i cry
act 2 - for the lads
old classics and basics for the annoying 40 year old men who complain am have changed since they were teenagers. 505 - miles kane’s version obbbvvvviously
act 3 - for the girls and the gays
appreciation hour for some discarded classics and new songs and personal favs that do not get the time of day they deserve. boring ppl can go piss or get another beer during this part, idc. secret door w confetti like it’s 2009 baby
encore - the one we deserve
so if miles is already gonna be there... they might as well do a tlsp song!!!!!! standing is the obvious choice but meeting place fits this encore more to me. alex on the piano during star treatment. body paint crazy extended outro goes without saying. strings on all four songs in a universe where we know peace 🙏
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#OK congress let's start the conversation! lmk what you think 🤭#this setlist is my dream it's my delusion so it doesn't need to be realistic. and it's not#i know they're gonna pull up to glasto and do the usual 21 song brian/snap/chair/and so on regimen just to spite me ❤️
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Outro: propose
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The VIIB Awards 2024: Ship Ahoy!
Continuing with Part 2 of 5 of the Very Important Internet BL Awards, we are handing out our awards for shipping today!
We will be awarding our Best Ghost Ship, Best Friendship, Best Side Ship, and Best Main Ship.
Join us today and for the rest of the week as we continue tomorrow with Immortal Technique. Tell us your winners in the notes!
Timestamps
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00:00 - Welcome
01:23 - Introduction
02:19 - Interlude: Mr. Darcy proposes - Pride and Prejudice (1995)
03:19 - Best Ghost Ship
07:11 - Best Friendship
12:10 - Best Side Ship
21:10 - Best Main Ship
27:49 - Outro
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00:00 - Welcome
NiNi
Welcome to The Conversation About BL, aka The Brown Liquor Podcast.
Ben
And there it is. I’m Ben.
NiNi
I’m NiNi.
Ben
And we’re you’re drunk Caribbean uncle and auntie here sitting on the porch in the rocking chairs.
NiNi
Four times a year we pop in to talk about what’s going on in the BL world.
Ben
We shoot the shit about stories and all the drama going into them. I review from a queer media lens.
NiNi
And I review from a romance and drama lens.
Ben
So if you like cracked-out takes and really intense emotional analysis…
NiNi
If you like talking about artistry, industry, and the discourse…
Ben
And if you generally just love simping…
NiNi
There is a lot of simping on this podcast…
Ben
We are the show for you!
[fanfare sound]
01:23 - Introduction
Ben
And we're back.
Yesterday, hopefully, you heard the Acting episode. Today we're talking about shipping. BL is powered purely by people's desire to ship these people with each other, so we're gonna acknowledge it and hand out some awards.
NiNi
Our Ship Awards are character awards, because we are simps, but we are not creeps. They are given out to the pairs that worked really, really well. They have got real power to drive enjoyment in the story.
We've got four categories here: Best Ghost Ship, Best Friendship, Best Side Ship—which is becoming a little bit of a tradition that Ben and I battle this one out on the show—and of course, Best Main Ship.
02:19 - Interlude: Mr. Darcy proposes - Pride and Prejudice (1995)
“In vain I have struggled. It will not do! My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. In declaring myself thus I'm fully aware that I will be going expressly against the wishes of my family, my friends, and, I hardly need add, my own better judgment.
“The relative situation of our families is such that any alliance between us must be regarded as a highly reprehensible connection. Indeed as a rational man I cannot but regard it as such myself, but it cannot be helped. Almost from the earliest moments of our acquaintance I have come to feel for you a passionate admiration and regard, which despite all my struggles has overcome every rational objection. And I beg you, most fervently, to relieve my suffering and consent to be my wife.”
03:19 - Best Ghost Ship
NiNi
Let's start with Best Ghost Ship and in my notes, in terms of describing the best ghost ship, I just have in all caps: SHOW US THE FOOTAGE YOU COWARDS. [laughs] Best Ghost Ship is awarding a ship that's not a canon ship—it's not really a ship, but it should have been.
I'm gonna kick us off with my runner up here, and that's gonna go to Sam and Jim from GAP the series.
[applause sound]
We all love Sam and Mon—yes, it was very great. It was a great time. Fantastic. But Jim, married and pregnant, and ready to risk it all if Sam just says, “Yeah, okay, we're doing this.” She'll be like, “What husband? What baby?” [laughs]
Jim, played by Looknam Orntara, and Sam, played by Freen Sarocha. I just thoroughly enjoyed that little runner of Jim just giving slight indications that, yeah, she would absolutely risk it all for Sam, up to and including after Sam not-so-accidentally slaps her at her birthday party. And she goes to Jim's house to make up with her, and she just starts kissing on her! Like, she kisses her cheek, and then she kisses her shoulder, and Jim's gettin’ a little thrill over there. And I'm just like, I would like to see it.
So the runner up for Best Ghost Ship is going to be Sam and Jim from GAP the series. So who is our winner for the Best Ghost Ship, Ben?
Ben
They're maybe not even a ghost ship. They're probably just in the background. Our winner for this year goes to Bow and Kung from La Pluie.
[fanfare sound]
Bow came on that trip with Saengtai on a mission, and she had a side objective. She was like, “I'm gonna get my boy off his ass and into bed with Patts properly. And also, I'm gonna fuck somebody on this trip.”
Now, she had her sights set on one of the other vets when they started this out, and she was beefing with Kung at first thinking that girl was too extra, and she was pissing about with her. But by the end of that trip they’re hugging each other, crying together, holding hands, dancing together. As far as I'm concerned, it happened.
NiNi
It absolutely happened as far as I'm concerned. And, like, the funniest part of that is that when they get there, Kung is speaking in this really annoying voice and this really annoying style of talking. Bow just wants to strangle her the entire time she's doing that. She's doing this kind of—not a baby voice—but, like, this fake calm, very serene type of aura that she's giving off.
And literally she shares a room with Bow, and the very next day she talkin’ different. [laughs] She and Bow holdin’ hands in the background. Listen, these two fucked nasty and you can't convince me otherwise.
Ben
They definitely did. We don't need to debate it.
NiNi
Congratulations, Bow and Kung, the winners of the Best Ghost Ship award.
07:11 - Best Friendship
NiNi
So we're going to move on to my favorite ship: Friendship.
For me, friendship is where it's at when it comes to these stories. Yes, we all love the romantic relationships. They're all lovely and “ooh” we coo about it. But friendship and community, and especially queer friendship and community, are super, super important. I feel all rosy inside when I think about people building community and being friends and found family with each other.
The runner up for best friendship: The Band Chinzhilla from My School President.
[applause sound]
I call these boys a lovely bunch of coconuts, and I stand by it. These boys are super dumb. They're such losers, but they 1000% have each other's backs. Even when they fight, they can't maintain it for long. They fight, and then they cry it out, and they hug each other, and they go on.
It reminded me, watching these boys, of what it was like to be young and have a group of friends, you just shooting the shit and just being nonsensical at all times. Getting in trouble together, looking out for each other. It made me feel warm and glowy inside, and that is why Chinzhilla is my runner up for Best Friendship.
Ben, what does the Best Friendship category mean to you, and who are our winners for Best Friendship?
Ben
One of the most important things about a good romance is that the people who are going to be together, I think, have the kind of support network that you believe that they can make it. If you're gonna have a really effective long-term relationship to root for, people have got to have people who are in their corner who have their backs. And for me, I'm always going to be drawn to queer friendship in this award. I think last year we gave it to the Secret Crush on You quartet.
NiNi
Yes, we did.
Ben
This year we are giving it to Sailom and Yiwa from Wedding Plan.
[fanfare sound]
And if you bitches thought I was done talking about this fucking show [laughs and then begins singsong] you got another thing comin’.
[NiNi laughs]
I will continue to state plainly and clearly that Wedding Plan the series does not function without the relationship between these two. That is so rare to say in any sort of romantic drama. Sailom’s entire motivation is grounded in his loyalty to Yiwa, and freeing her from the confines of heteronormativity in her family. The reason he's lying, the reason he's playing all these games, the reason why he doesn't tell Nuea what maybe needs to be said is because he is loyal to his friend, and her safety is more important to him than his own happiness.
These two have each other's back; they are the most ride-or-die. Sailom was prepared to sacrifice his own needs and desires to make sure that Yiwa and Marine were safe and sheltered. And when it was made abundantly clear that faking it with Lom was not going to suffice, Yiwa was like, “Fine, I'll be your villain.” She turns around and gives to Lom what he was trying to give her by becoming the villain in the story, by being the girl who left him at the altar to run off with some woman and go to England of all places. These two understand each other and they love each other in a way that defines the entire show. I don't know a better friendship.
NiNi
I have to concur. I get incredibly emotional thinking about that, because that's love. That's love in its purest form.
So our winner of the 2023 VIIB Award for Best Friendship is Sailom and Yiwa from Wedding Plan. Plate in the mail.
12:10 - Best Side Ship
NiNi
And now [rubs hands together] for the main event. Best Side Ship, our annual Battle Royale, even though this is only the 2nd Annual VIIB Awards, it's still annual.
So last year, Ben and I could not come to an accord on side ship because we had two very different conceptions of what the purpose of a side ship is and how a side ship should operate in a show.
Ben
NiNi’s position was the best side ship for her is the pair that is so compelling that she would kind of like to see what the show looks like if we focus on them instead and make the mains sides for them. I work from the perspective of if we're gonna have a side ship, I like for them to have thematic resonance with the main ship.
NiNi
In the end, Ben convinced me and I bowed to his argument about side ships.
Ben
So our contenders this evening are: presented from NiNi, Tien and Lomfon from La Pluie. And presented by me, Marine and Yiwa from Wedding Plan.
NiNi
Ben you go first, tell us why Marine and Yiwa?
Ben
Wedding Plan is about the choice to present straight and do your own thing on the side. The difficulties that Lom and Nuea may face are made real by observing Marine and Yiwa. The two of them love each other, they’re having a great time, but they're under constant surveillance. People take pictures of them in public and send it to Yiwa’s mom and say “What's going on with her and her friend?” Yiwa's mom goes to Marine’s house and lays hands on her. We can see that Marine is suffering for being in the closet with Yiwa. She loves Yiwa. She's made her choice. She understands what she gave up and weighed it against what she's gained, and she chooses that. She allows us to consider what Namnuea may be giving up because he is a loved, self actualized gay man who has the total support of his entire network. What is he stepping into if he chooses to be with Lom? Marine and the relationship that she has with Yiwa helps us understand the relationship challenges Nuea is going to face if he chooses to be with a rich, closeted man.
NiNi
I'm going to make my argument for Tien and Lomfon. I've described La Pluie as being about an atheist, an apostate, an agnostic, and a true believer. Tien and Lomfon are the atheist and the true believer who have to come to an accord about what beliefs they're going to share. The thematic resonance of Tien and Lomfon working that out alongside Patts and Tai working out what they're gonna believe or not believe. I just liked watching the interplay of those two couples and how they contend with the soulmate connection tied to the rain deafness as an article of faith. Even though they don't drive narrative to the extent that Marine and Yiwa do, I think that they are critical to understanding where La Pluie wants you to land on this theme of soulmates, and they are the best side ship for that reason.
Ben
The argument I could make for them is that they give us an opportunity to look at a relationship forming in the conceits of this world without the pressures and expectations of rain deafness on their dynamic. The struggle I have with Lomfon and Tien is Lomfon turns to Tien’s feelings really late, and so it's difficult for me to connect with where Lomfon decided to start caring about Tien properly and looking at him. For Tien, I kind of get his attraction to Lomfon because he and Lomfon fight a bunch, and Tien clearly seems to get off on some of that, but I'm less certain when it comes to Lomfon because he's just so fucking dense for most of the show, and he's so fucking rude!
NiNi
He is rude, but I don't think he's as dense as you'd say. He is picking up what's happening between him and Tien. He's just scrupulously ignoring it in favor of his headcanon, basically, that he is meant to be with Saengtai. I don't feel like Lomfon is confused so much as stubborn.
Ben
I don't think I was invested in the stakes of whether or not the two of them would make it. Like, I was totally okay with Tien not being with Lomfon.
NiNi
I was not! [laughs]
Okay, shallow reasons.
Ben
Okay. All right.
NiNi
Tien and Lomfon’s kiss is way better than Yiwa [laughs] and Marine’s.
Ben
And now the truth comes out, besties. [both laugh] And here it is.
NiNi
We’re trying to find a point of separation so we can pick a winner.
Ben
The better kissers are clearly Suar and Copter.
NiNi
Suar put whole pussy in to that kiss. This is gonna be a rough one ‘cause I feel like neither of us is ready to capitulate.
Ben
I do think that both of these pairs have important thematic resonance with the core themes of both shows. I think we have to decide if we're gonna award the Wedding Plan pair for queer reasons or if we're gonna award the La Pluie pair for really strong romantic deconstruction themes. Because a big part of La Pluie was unpacking the expectation of romance itself.
NiNi
In that regard, then. Tien and Lomfon are not as deeply integrated into the mission of La Pluie as Marine and Yiwa are integrated into the mission of Wedding Plan. What Tien and Lomfon say about romance is not as much as what Marine and Yiwa say about performance of heteronormativity and the importance of queer family.
Ben
[sigh] Ah, man, difficult.
NiNi
It is difficult, but since this is a BL podcast, queer reasons do win out over romance reasons every time. So Tien and Lomfon are our runners up. I'm going to send them a koozie and a saucer because they deserve.
Ben
[laughs] We gotta do a better job with the paraphernalia for these awards.
NiNi
The koozie just seems disrespectful, we gotta come up with something else.
Ben
It really does.
NiNi
There's, like, nothing distinguished about a koozie.
Ben
We're just gonna give them their own plate, there’ll just be different materials.
NiNi
Okay, that's fine. We can work with that.
And the winner of the Best Side Ship plate is gonna be Yiwa and Marine from Wedding Plan. Congratulations, girls.
Ben
We can finally move past the side ship struggle we have every year. I really hope this is not a thing next year. I need everyone making BL to look into the camera right now. Don't put us through this again in 2024. [laughs] I want a clear winner going into this year. Get it together, everyone.
NiNi
I don't know. I kind of enjoy it [laughs].
21:10 - Best Main Ship
NiNi
Moving on to our final award of this segment and that is the Best Main Ship. The criteria for awarding the best main ship: listen, the show is about them, do I buy their love story?
So the runner up for best main ship is Kawi and Pisaeng from Be My Favorite. [applause sound] I think I shocked myself, maybe, a little bit with this one.
Ben
You shocked yourself. You did not shock me. [laughs] I'm like, looking at this list—those two? Of course, okay.
NiNi
I feel like when it comes to a love story that really resonated with me, Be My Favorite was one of the high points. The way that it utilized its time travel conceit to build the love story, the way that it built the love story between Kawi and Pisaeng. Who Kawi is, who Pisaeng is, all the things that have happened to them and bring them together. And in terms of a ship, two characters whose love story I 100% buy just as it has been presented on screen, to me that was Kawi and Pisaeng.
Ben
With all the things you watched this year and the intense swooning you had for other couples this year, I'm curious that this was the couple you went to bat for when we had to hash this out.
NiNi
I surprised myself a little, too.
Ben
I was expecting like Yai and Jom as the ones you really wanted to go for.
NiNi
With everybody else, there's something. There's something that I felt was missing or there's something that I had to sort of reconstruct in my head as we went along. There's something that I probably wasn't 100% sold on. But when it came to these two, I really genuinely, in terms of how their story was portrayed, really, genuinely had no notes. If I had to point to, like, a specific thing, I would point to the back end of the show, and particularly that sequence of Pisaeng time traveling and how it flips their dynamic a little bit. The way that that was handled felt so honest to the characters as presented, showing how Kawi had grown, showing how Pisaeng had come to terms with himself, showing that they had settled into each other in a particular kind of way, like I believed that for the two of them this is it, no matter what.
So who is the winner of our best main ship for 2023, Ben?
Ben
Our winner of Best Main Ship this year goes to Han Baram and Im Hantae from Sing My Crush.
[fanfare sound]
What stands out for me with Im Hantae is he has to contend with, first, having to accept that the devotion that he's been pouring onto Han Baram for years was potentially mildly harmful to Han Baram because Han Baram had a crush on him the whole time. He has to recognize Han Baram’s feelings and find a way to match that in himself. He has to also support Han Baram through a very difficult professional challenge that Han Baram keeps abandoning him during. And he gets mad at Han Baram in a way that is 100% justified.
The boxing scene between the two of them is one of my favorite scenes of the year, and I think there's really something special about a couple who give each other permission to be angry sometimes. Particularly in a genre about men being with men, I think it is really important that we accept and understand that the fact that men get angry is not a character flaw or failing. I love the way the show made that simultaneously really physical, but also seemingly gentle.
You can feel the whole time how important these two characters are to each other, and it is really rare in BL that friends to lovers is done at all, let alone well. As the moody gay of our duo, I'm gonna give it to friends to lovers almost any year when it's handled this well, because that, for me, in a lot of ways is the primary gay angst. Even if you grew up in ideal circumstances where people weren't being homophobic to you, statistically you're gonna like a lot of straight boys. And it's hard if you didn't know about queerness in yourself to suddenly have to respond to that and recognize that and accept that that's going to alter, maybe, the way you thought your life was gonna go. That's handled well in this show. I really like that for Im Hantae, what mattered most to him was his devotion to Han Baram, and I like that their relationship is constructed by the show as something mutually beneficial for both of them.
NiNi
And yes, that virtuous circle, that upward spiral that we talk about, that I think is part of the best couples.
The winner of the Best Main Ship for 2023 is Han Baram and Im Hantae from Sing My Crush. Congratulations, boys! Plates are in the mail.
27:49 - Outro
Ben
Look at Krist, getting a plate in 2023!
NiNi
Good for him. Nobody saw that coming. Like, nobody.
That is going to wrap us up on the Ships Ahoy! segment of the 2023 VIIB Awards. Next up tomorrow, again, if the editing has happened the way that it's supposed to—
Ben
Stop qualifying, just say it. be brave, be bold about it: Tomorrow!
NiNi
Tomorrow. Okay, tomorrow we will be moving into our technical awards. Our Immortal Technique episode. So we're going to be awarding, as Ben said, all the people that you never get to see, but who make the shows what they are.
We always love these awards. We get to get super nerdy and deep in the weeds. That's probably the episode that we looked forward to all of this year and we're going to read out a bunch of names of people that you've never heard of, so look forward to that.
Until then, we out. Say bye to the people, Ben.
Ben
Peace!
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