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the-deadlock-south · 2 years
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my fave thing about cass and hanzo’s interactions is that cass is always trying to reach out and be friendly yet hanzo Without Fail practically sneers at him for even looking in his direction and it makes me chortle every single time
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WIBTA for getting someone kicked out of our school's theatre program???
i (18x) have this friend (18f) i'll call whitney. we met through the school's theatre program and have known each other for about 3.5 weeks.
for a while i really, really liked whitney!! she was super cool and funny and i wanted to be friends with her!! but the first time we ever hung out outside of rehearsal, she made a joke about how i was vulnerable and easy to manipulate due to my mental illness and how she would love to be my shitty boyfriend and treat me terribly. i know she meant it as a joke and it WAS funny in the context of the show we just did, and i didn't take offense (it was true), but i kept thinking about it for a while and what a weird thing it was to say to someone you don't know very well.
last night she invited me back to her dorm and i went and we talked for a few hours. everything was normal at first and she was super cool. then she told me that she used to run a proana blog on tumblr where she had 5000+ followers and posted "tips and tricks." that would ALREADY be bad, but then she told me she's never actually had an ed. she just thought it was funny to see how many people would interact with her posts. as someone who used to have a pretty severe ed, and still does to a much lesser extent, i was really triggered and on the verge of tears. i tried to redirect the conversation a few times and when whitney wouldn't change the subject, i had to call my roommate to come save me.
i really don't want to be around her in the future. she consistently makes me uncomfortable. i was considering bringing it up to some of the members of the exec board of our theatre troupe, who are my friends; however, nothing she ever said was IN the context of theatre or related at all to the program, so i feel like she never violated the "making people uncomfortable" policy of the troupe. she just happens to be a shitty person OUTSIDE of theatre. and i know theatre is one of her safe spaces that i really really don't want to get her kicked out of for no reason. but at the same time, i don't want to have to make the choice between a) not doing theatre or b) spending all my time around her when she says shit like this.
(also worth noting that we're in college so rules about what a person in the program can or cannot do are much less strict and much more up to the exec board's, and college's, discretion as opposed to high school theatre where all extracurriculars are regulated by the principal.)
WIBTA if i talked to the exec board about her??? i feel like i'm overreacting but this seems like really shitty behavior
What are these acronyms?
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ch0lwrld · 7 months
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10:04 PM (pt. 1)
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pairing: soobin x f!reader
genre: f2l, idol au, pure fluff
summary: soobin and you have been friends since predebut. his busy schedule often clashed with yours but you guys always made time for your monthly dates. though.. they have been feeling a little more.. different.
a/n: had this idea for a little bit and thought it was cute! at first when i was writing it i didnt hit save so i almost $&@“ but we’re okay now i tried to scavenge as much as i could of what i wrote but i still wish i had what i put before 😭😭 I'll probably continue to edit this after it's published but let me know what you think!
☆ read pt.2 here!
“hold it like this…. yeah exactly!” he says as he positions your hands to the angle he wants. he's always been peculiar about his photos but it made this moment all the more endearing.
“i know how to take photos, binnie” you say with a chuckle. soobin had stopped you both in the middle of your walk to the gelato shop you bugged him about before you both went to dinner. you had saw it scrolling through your feed and immediately begged him to come with you. of course, he couldn’t deny you. you guys had already been past due on your monthly hangouts. so you didn’t mind the little detour and if being behind the camera meant spending more time with him, then you’d take it.
“yeah but these ones need to be instagram worthy. how else will moa fully appreciate my charms?” he looks at you expectantly.
“just sit down.” you say playfully, “i’m sure moa will cherish any photo you post.” it was true, he had a strong fanbase and you always entertained yourself with the various emotions the comment section would go through.
soobin takes your advice and begins to strike a few poses on the cement bench while you crouch to take his best angles… which is all of them. seriously, how can a guy be so… hot and cute at the same time. you’d never tell him that though, his ego is already through the roof.
although you acknowledge he is quite attractive your friends say otherwise. no matter what you say, they have convinced themselves you're smitten, but you deny it. I mean, how could you like soobin? sure, maybe it’s cause you’ve been friends for so long, knowing soobin before his debut. you had always appreciated supporting him from the sidelines and don't want it any other way... he’d always tell you about his day like how work went from the lengthy practices he'd power through to meetings with producers and you’d always be there to listen. being the good friend that you are you can confidently say you're a fan of his group. you’ve even watched his performances and admired just how he could do all that.. how you had someone as amazing as him and to call him your friend. you wanted to support him in any way you could even if it meant just moments like these hearing about all of his accomplishments and what he’s working on next.
after what seems like forever he asks to see the photos you took, jogging up to your now standing position. you can feel the slight ache in your ankles, buckling at the knees a bit but you ignore it. turning his phone slightly to face him. he chooses, against your weak heart, to hover just above your shoulder. you can feel his breath fan aross the expanse of ur neck and it sends involuntary shivers down ur spine. the warmth mixed with the cold weather only adding to the feeling.
“what do you think?” you ask softly, still affected by the ever closing distance.
“that i need a new personal photographer” he says in a dull tone.
you take a step back to look at him, jaw slacked and in awe of his blatant response.
“hey! i never said i was good plus its free labor”
“yeah not the best service i have to give it a 4 out of 10” he says. he continues to berate your less than average photography skills. but yet, the photos you take of him always end up on his #monthlysoobin updates.
“if i wanna be nice… maybe ill boost you up to a 4.5 who knows”
“you're such an ass”, a pout growing on your lips as you face away from him. you don’t see it from your new position, but his grin only grows wider.
cute.
“come on,” he says. “let’s go get that gelato you wanted, i need my sugar fix” and he takes your hand in his, tugging you towards the direction of the gelato shop. you only stare at your now intertwined hands, cheeks flushing at the feeling.
oh, if only you knew.
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labor of love
norman bates (psycho 1960) taxidermies you (romantic) (gender neutral)
or, the strange mentally ill erotic fantasy of someone cutting me open and just getting all up in my guts (Nicely,) has surfaced from the old deep deep deep dark days of my life and now has a place ig?
cw death and detailed gore; cw fucked up content in general but if you saw this title and are still reading further you already know whats up, you sicko ;) this is unedited word vomit style typed directly into the tumblr post editor, bcs it was very very slow today and this was better than ruminating myself into an actual mental breakdown at freaking work so this is for the absolute freaks and please dont come for my ass if anything in the getting taxidermied by norman bates fanfiction isnt accurate
in thinking about the potential endings for an extended norman and reader romance... i think it would be such an extraordinarily delicate balance to manage a relationship and try to help him while avoiding the shitshow of human rights violations that was psychiatric care in the 1960s. and maybe you could manage it but if you couldn't......... perhaps he was hiding the true extent of his illness, even well into your relationship, even after getting married. some act of repression, of course he didn't want to scare you away and he was so certain he would, and nobody had ever loved him like you did and nobody ever would again. but ya just can't bottle it up like that without building and building the pressure... and to have a relationship, to have sex with you and marry you and try to be happy WITHOUT HER, oh what a grievous transgression to the ignored Norma, cast away to the far recesses of his awareness, he's managed to hold onto control for this long but the situation will simply not do, and she'll just have to eliminate the disgusting little bitch who stole her son away from her, take the reins back in a moment of weakness, of fracture -
and norman wakes up in a place he doesn't remember, in clothes he doesn't remember, but he remembers the fight and the fevered pitch of your voice, the wide-eyed fear in your face, his mixed up train of thought derailing, crashing, and the sound of his mother screaming in his ears. not a hint of a thought of what happened enters his mind as he retraces the trail of blood through the house, empty and automatic and despairing but still not connecting the ideas together until he actually finds the mangled heap of your body slumped on the floor, with the sick metallic smell of clotting blood, a dizzying lake of deep red bigger than he'd ever seen before surrounding you.... it's so shattering that he is disconnected even from the impulse to vomit, though he drops to his knees and screams and screams and screams...... and his mother is nowhere around to help him, and you're gone gone gone, forever! forever! but no! he hears your voice in his ear, soft though it startled him: "no, you can still save me, don't you remember? you've done it already before, norman, save me, save me before it's too late...!"
you're still even warm by the time he brings you down to the basement, cradling you in his arms and staining the clean clothes mother had gone out of her way to dress him in, still limp dead weight, he puts you on the table where he does his taxidermy and kisses your lips with blood on your mouth, pets your hair, coos a billion apologies. "oh my love, i should have never ever let this happen! i promised myself i would never let this happen to you that i would never let her hurt you im sorry im sorry im sorry i tried i tried!!" screwing his eyes shut at your body in front of him, crying tears that dripped onto your skin. and you shush him, your voice comes like a bell calling him in the darkness "i love you norman, i forgive you, but you must work fast now, you have to work fast to revive me!" he opens his eyes, far gone, nods fervently into your lifeless face, knowing that this would be very hard, and very easy, in that he had done it dozens of times before but not on this scale and not this fresh. he strokes the soft skin of your cheek, flits over to bring his tool kit near and then strips your body bare to begin his work - but he already has to stop, go up to the linen closet to bring towels and a bucket of water to clean the blood and gore off your skin, revealing in detail every grisly angry slash, stab, loose flap of skin that should still be all connected, should be, norman cries, with only an extremely dim awareness that it was his own hands that wrought this upon you. but he would fix it, he would suture your lovely flesh back together last, after the bulk of the work was done.
it takes significant effort to cut you with the same blade that he had cut birds and other small creatures with but he made it through all the layers of skin and fat and muscle, cut flaps to splay your belly open for easy access. and the inside of your body. explodes with colour and detail that he had never seen on this scale before. your insides were all shining red, and translucent membranous pink, with lipid yellows, greenish and brownish hues, pearlescent white fascia and winding lines of purple-blue connecting everything. and then he trembles all over seeing it his hands shaking violently, already slick with blood, as they approach the opening, and you comfort him, sweetly in his ear, "calm now, my love, i'm in good hands, i know i am, but you need to stop shaking, you need to be gentle." "i know, im just scared. i'm sorry, i'm so sorry..." "i trust you, norman." he steeled his nerves and then slips his hands oh so, so gingerly into the wet, the slick and smooth mess, the winding intestines, cold on the surface from contact with the air but still warm underneath, and he only loves you more and more and more that you trust him like this, that you let him do this to you, putting your faith in him to revive you.
he was struck by the intimacy of it, he was so close, closer than anyone else in the world had been to you, even closer than sex, up to his forearms in your body cavity, with all the beautiful unseen parts that had sustained your living body for so long, all those years........ you would have to learn a new kind of life now, with him. he scoops the intestines, they spill over the sides onto the table, attached at either end, and he realized he would have no place to actually put any of this once he removed it, he took the bucket with red translucent water and tipped it over into the floor drain. then, bringing it near, cuts your entire digestive tract free, placing it gently in the bucket. looking down at the heap inside, he feels a sheen of sweat on his forehead, and reached up to wipe it with the bloodied back of his arm. then, the pancreas, the kidneys and bladder, the liver (some cultures thought the liver was the seat of human love, he thinks), everything is so connected, tubes and gossamer-thin tissues that he has to dissect to separate the parts out. he has to reach underneath your ribcage to cut your lungs free, they sink in and deflate more as he works, and puts them too on top of the rest of your organs. then, last, your heart - he hesitates, and trembles, feeling the imperative to be especially delicate now, as if the muscle might disintegrate under his touch. but he feels around, remembering the anatomy diagram of the heart he'd learned so many many years ago, cuts free the three arteries connected to the aorta, the pulmonary vessels, both venae cavae, and suddenly he is holding the fist-sized organ free in his hand. he set his knife to the side and then reached in again, cradling the muscle in both of his broad palms as he brought it out into the light, letting out a shuddering breath - your heart! oh it was your actual heart, the heart that loved him, the heart that once beat in your chest, that he listened to countless nights to soothe himself, pressing his ear to your sternum. he sees the fatal gash the knife made, he turns his head and leans his ear in, though he knows it's silent anyways he almost starts to sob, "keep it," you say, and he startles "keep it, my love, it's yours, it was always yours" and he looks up into the ceiling "really? are you certain?" forgetting the anguish, and he feels your confirmation, your permission, as the warmth of your love. then, looks down at the deep red knot of muscle, presses a tender kiss there, and holds it to his chest, mirroring his own living heart. with reverence, he sets it on the table in his view and continues on -
it's best practice to remove the bulk of the skeletal muscle, too, and so he opens the skin on the arms that held him close, the legs and thighs that he'd had bliss between, and frees the long corded masses - the ones in the limbs come out of the body clean and compartmentalized, attached to the bone really only by two tendons on either end, separating easily from each other. this was by chance one of the largest buckets he had in the house but now it was full top with all your externalized insides, and the slippery smooth remainder of your muscles went to the floor - it was only a short distance to the furnace anyways, and all of this would have to go to the furnace, into the fire, you wouldn't be needing them anymore, and everything would have to be clean, clean, clean after. and now your body was ready for treating with the chemicals - there might not be enough, but it would have to do - and the sawdust which only seemed to come in large quantities, and it's easy, easy, art to craft the contours of your body that he learned, he knows from memory. he closes with care the long incisions he had made, making the flesh edges meet neatly all down the length of your limbs, up the i-shape he made on your abdomen and then, the awful wounds, slashes and gashes all over he sutures at last with a lingering feeling of sorrow, that dissipates when, finally cutting the last thread, he sees the miracle of life bloom forth on your face out from the monochrome of death "norman!" you smiled, with recognition in your eyes from where your head was limply rolled to the side
he smiled back at you, euphoria like a thrill of electricity tingling through his body as he reached out to cup your face - of course the fact he didn't have a sufficient amount of preservatives and anything didn't matter because it had little to do with the process of reviving anyways. it was all in the effort itself, in the way he marked his own soul in order to remake you and have you forever, it was in that labor of love where the actual transformation was made. he stroked his thumbs on your cheekbones, leaning over you and sobbing out "yes, yes, yes, yes, it's me, i'm here!!"
"you did it, i knew you could, i knew you would save me, norman."
"i could do anything for you, i would do anything for you!"
"i'm so cold now down here in the basement, i feel so weak and exhausted after everything... would you please help me get dressed?"
your bloody clothes were all heaped on the floor and he sniffled, blinking the tears from his eyes. "oh, those are all completely ruined..... I'm sorry... I'll take you up to the bedroom now, okay? and we'll get you into pajamas, and then you can just sleep for however long you need." and you would need the sleep - it was a strange and difficult new life to adjust to, being so dependent on him now for so many things, and you would never be able to leave the house anymore, which would likely be as hard for you as it was at first for his mother. but might get easier for you faster, he thought, as you had both found many more interesting things to do inside than he and his mother ever had in nearly thirty years until you came along. he kisses you on the forehead, and gently lets your head down, before he shifts his arms underneath you and scoops you up in a bridal carry, the whole weight of you in his arms as he carries you up the stairs to the main floor, then turned, climbing up and up again
"i was so scared when she killed me, Norman." Your voice makes his lip tremble as he looks down into your eyes, "but I know i'm safe now with you."
"Yes, you're safe here with me... You'll be safe here with me forever..."
He can feel the vibration of love coming off you, that keen resonation, it was always always there though he never managed to put it to its name, his heart absolutely swells with the sensation, love, pure ecstatic love! you were his one love and the most precious thing he had ever encountered in his life and now he could keep you safe from everything, forever, with him! oh, it didn't work out as nice for you as if it has never happened in the first place, but he could feel a new tension and energy, a precipice on which he was looking out at a new and encompassing depth of your bond, of your relationship, and he only had to dive in with you. he was almost even excited to start this new and beautiful era of your life together.
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the-pen-pot · 1 month
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Merlin
King & Court (22 draft chapters available)
Summary: Loneliness is an insidious thing. When Merlin looks at Arthur, he sees not just a prince waiting for his time to rule, but a young man struggling to find his place in the world, with little help from anyone else.
The truth is, Arthur needs more than the friendship Merlin can offer. He needs people he can trust: men and women who will become his court and his confidants, and if he is going to survive to take the throne and lead Camelot into its golden age, he needs them sooner rather than later.
Finding loopholes in Uther’s laws is no easy feat. Court life is a dangerous game, but it’s one Merlin has every intention of winning so that Arthur can have knights of his choosing by his side.
And then there is the matter of his magic…
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Love Is Never Lost (12 draft chapters available
Summary: Uther Pendragon has never approved of Arthur’s friendship with Merlin. There had been disappointed sighs and whispered warnings, but Arthur had never thought it would come to this: scars on Merlin’s back and a manservant made hollow and thin by cruelty.
Yet Uther’s efforts to drive a wedge between them instead bring Merlin’s greatest secret to light, and once the wound of secrecy has been purged, their healing brings them closer together than ever before.
Much to Uther Pendragon’s horror.
When Merlin disappears, Arthur is left questioning the true honour of the crown and the value of a kingdom forever stained by his father’s tyranny. Will he answer the call of duty, or will he sacrifice everything to chase the cries of his heart?
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Sigh No More (5 draft chapters available)
Summary: Prince Arthur Pendragon, Captain of the Llamrei, would far rather spend his days patrolling Camelot's Waters than assume his place on the throne. Yet when he finds the wreckage of a vast ship and one lone survivor on board, nothing can prepare him for the path his life will lead.
Nor the demands his heart will make.
(Feral world-building Camelot with sailing ships AU)
The Hobbit
Quarantine (11 draft chapters available)
Erebor is saved from the dragon and beginning to rebuild, but Thorin, newly healed from the injuries of the battle, suddenly takes ill.
The sickness is a dwarf's worst fear: highly contagious and always fatal. Thorin locks himself away to die a slow death, alone. Of he would, if not for the persistence of a certain hobbit. Bilbo breaks into the royal chambers, effectively locking himself away with Thorin.
Except as the disease progresses, he begins to think it looks rather familiar. In fact, it's a common childhood illness, one hobbits have been able to cure for years.
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Where The Heart Is (11 draft chapters available)
'There was an attack. Raiders. There was no warning of their coming.'  Gandalf sighed: the broken sound of someone who has failed in  their duty of care.  'They took everything they could carry, and  burned everything they could not. Many of the fallen were impossible to  recognise.' Gandalf leant on his staff, and the wizard looked more tired than Thorin had ever seen him. He swallowed, and Thorin wanted to  put his hands over his ears, because he knew, sick and certain, why there had been no more letters from Bag End.
'Bilbo is not among those who live.'
(Bilbo's presumed dead, but has actually been taken by raiders. Thorin must rebuild his kingdom with a broken heart, while Bilbo fights his way across the wild north, broken and bleeding, to make his way back to the mountain that has become his home. With bonus hobbits re-homing in Erebor.)
Sherlock
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'What's his Shift?' John asked, frowning to himself. Sherlock had not mentioned anything about another form. That in itself was not unusual. A lot of people were rather private about their alternative shapes. It was frowned upon to ask someone outright what creature they were when changed, but Mike was like him, baseline, and if he was going to live with this man then he needed to know what he could wake up to find one morning. Shedding on the furniture was one thing, but he had no real desire to find a strange, threatening animal in the living room one day.
'He isn’t one, is he?' Mike's eyebrows were up, his honest face truly puzzled. 'I've never seen him change, and he's been coming here for years. I mean, I suppose he could be, but...' Mike trailed off with a shrug. 'I think he's like us.'
John pursed his lips, tapping his cane on the floor as he shook his head. 'No, Mike, he is nothing like us.'
L'Appel Du Vide (Six Draft Chapters Available)
Hunters were a rarity. In fact, there was really only one family that  knew what they were doing and became a name to fear, but the last Van  Helsing had died in 1886. Well, the last male Van Helsing,  anyway. Still, that did not mean their unique genetic gifts had not been  passed down the female line, holding steady and sure even as the name  faded into memory. 'If I confirm your suspicion, what will you do?' 'You don't need to confirm it. I saw!' 'And yet you did nothing to stop me.'
Sherlock is a vampire, John is a Van Helsing. What could possibly go wrong?
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utilitycaster · 8 months
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I'm still thinking about The Rain Road from Worlds Beyond Number in like five different ways, particularly in how it relates to a bunch of other actual plays, so I'm cramming them all into one massive post:
There was a NADDPod D&D Court case in the live show they released this week in which the DM invented a language for Thieves' Cant and put it in a packet for a new player who was playing a rogue but did not make it clear this was required reading, and then in-game answered the rogue's investigation check in this language, which the player had no ability to understand, and it shut down an avenue of story. Absolutely wild case but the point here is that this sort of energy needs to be directed into writing in-world songs or poetry and not a conlang your player has to pick up in their spare time.
In the Fireside, Aabria talked about how the song was inherently political despite being religious and not having any political lyrics (comparing it to some of the spirituals of enslaved African-Americans). We do know that the people who knew the song were older; we know that Galani and Suvi felt a certain way as members of the imperium about it, and that Morrow did not recognize the greetings of Port Talon derived from the worship of Naram and Orima. It's unclear precisely what the Empire's attitude is towards religion. It does not appear to be outlawed and Steel indicates a non-religious degree of respect towards Great Spirits; it seems it's simply not respected by the Empire on the whole, perhaps broadly discouraged. Even a fairly neutral attitude of disregard could erode it culturally among younger people who are always eager to reject the older ways. A cynical person would say any of these could be the path to eventual harsher legislation; wear it down first for a few generations, then come in when the opposition is weak. What's interesting to me is this relationship between religion and Empire, especially against the backdrop of Critical Role. There, we've seen it several ways - religious institutions using the tools of empire (Othanzia), empires that blur the lines between the two (Kryn Dynasty), but also empires that outlaw it (the Dwendalian Empire going after casual worshippers of the Changebringer, leaving their children to fend for themselves). My own feeling here is that religion is conceptually neutral and can be used for either good or ill, and empire is not given that it relies on conquest, but it is interesting to see the vast differences in the fandoms for the two works - which have decent overlap - re: religion when we have mostly seen the two in opposition vs. when we we have seen many different perspectives worldwide.
To that point I'm really excited for the next arc because while I think empire is, again, always going to be about subjugation and conquering and cannot ever be a good thing, I also think that individuals within it are going to be complicated. I can't remember if it was Brennan or Aabria or both who pointed this out, and that right now we mostly just have the word "empire", but even then, we've seen people seeking the favor of the Imperium but not high up within it do terrible things, and people who are in its military and abused by those in power died to save civilians. The Empire is on the whole going to be a bad force, but I'm looking forward to seeing all the very human reasons why people might support it. (This isn't about the song but it's a natural thought from the previous one).
Back to the song, I know much of the lore of the campaign is taken from Brennan and Erika's cultural backgrounds, but a hymn for rain is something very common in Judaism - the upcoming fall holidays especially center around this. Not much to add there other than that this does feel very true to liturgy that has a basis in the natural and the agricultural; good job Brennan on that.
Bouncing back to the song as it exists as a quiet form of something that is perhaps not explicitly anti-empire, but shows a way without an empire (after all, few things are more of a quiet threat than reminding people the empire did not always exist), Ame is of course the one who makes an effort to learn and spread it; she's the one who builds a shrine during the fight and who knows how to communicate with the spirits (sidebar what the fuck is up with Suvi's necklace). It is interesting to me, among various fandoms, seeing which character is pinned as the Moral Center because it is almost always one vague description, which Ame fits (wise; provincial; vague nature vibes), but the thing is that archetype does not really have a moral code associated with it and I wonder why that's the archetype, particularly since that immediately sticks out to me as a valuable but very limited voice. (It's also interesting that when there isn't an obvious character who fits this type, the Moral Center character - and to be clear I think the idea that one character is the moral center is fallacious and simple thinking to begin with - people gravitate towards, if I can be a bit dismissive about characters I genuinely like since I'm really just dismissing the fandom perception, sob stories, more than anything else).
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chubearr · 2 years
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MY JWCC S5 REVIEW ♡ SPOILERS AHEAD!!!
》 you have been warned ⚠️
》 to start off, WHAT A RIDE THIS SEASON WAS!!! theres lots of opinions, like the finale pacing etc, but tbh; with 12 episodes i think they did pretty well ending the show with the time they had! to me personally it didnt feel rushed at all, i actually wanted everything to pick up the pace so the kids could be happy and safe again 😭 with that out of the way, lets get to it!
》story & mr.kon
- s5 continues off right from the end of the previous season, where the camp fam meet Mr. Daniel Kon, Kenji's father!!!
- right off the bat mr.kon seems pretty trusting and relieved to see his son, but theres still hesitancy to trust him from the kids and quite frankly, the fandom as well. the kids out kash on all of his BS and mrkon rightfully so punishes him, and gets the kids to safety with food and SHOWERSSSS YESSSSS THEY CAN FINALLY SHOWER!! (kenji shaved and also brooklyn redyed her hair idk how) but at what cost.... its just too good to be true! ep1 is pretty tame, it gives the kids a break FINALLY and mae gets patched up!
- the story from then on goes to the kids doing their thing, sussing mr.kon out, rightfully so, while being torn on breaking kenjis heart abt the truth abt his dad and saving dinos, usual jwcc shenanigans ensue.
- I THINK MRKON WAS WELL DONE. his manipulation game is off the charts and he knows how to act fr, the way he can flip sides when hearing things he does not like in a second, he does it to kenji too. and hes not unhinged like kash, mr.kon IS the mastermind, hes very smart and knows how to manipulate kenji— its so heart breaking. in my s5 predictions post i said it could go two ways; mr.kon as an ally to the kids against kash, or mr.kon being the real enemy. LOOKS LIKE THE LATTER...
- my only gripe is i wish they showed more abt how mr.kon got this way— like was it the mothers death, or is it a trait that got passed down by his own father, or is it just simply greed?? who knows. its never really answered if he does care for his son or not? to me i think it was just convenient at the time for kenji to be around— i didnt see any signs mrkon ever showed affection for kenji when it didnt benefit him 😭😭 which is DEVASTATING. mrkon was out of the parenthood game fr...
- as usual, all the adults die fr but theyre badguys and death-by-dino is sick asf so i love it! EVEN KASH GOT GOT and that was sooo satisfying. mae was safe tho and as she should!!
- ok so apart of me really wanted mr.kon to get a redemption arc or smth— like a bigger bad makes him ally with the kids and he really bonds with kenji.. but then kash dies so im like "WELL there goes that possibility" and then i had hope for the investors to turn on mr.kon— nope they all died except for the lady IN WHICH the antagonist from jw:dominion comes in (the guy who runs biosyn i forgot his name) but then obv cant be possible bc they cant kill him off since he has to appear in his own movie... IN THE END, no redemption for mr.kon and fine. thats fine im fine.
- OK ill be honest MR.KON IS KINDA.. BAD OK? LIKE.. 😳 HELP  IM SORRYYYY its just the way he grabbed kash by his the back of his neck and was "go back to whatever hole u came from" IT MADE ME FEEL SMTH A LITTLE OK.. he lookin for a stepmom for kenji or... 🤭.... IM SORRY HES AN ATTRACTIVE SINGLE DAD ALSO A VILLAIN, WHAT DO U WANT FROM ME 😭😭 i was taking notes while watching the season and if you see them its just me simping for mr.kon HELp
- ok ANYWAY the fact that he was legit willing to let the kids die and even LET DARIUS GET KILLED in front of kenji i knew... it was over..
- final confrontation between kenji and mrkon was sad😭 HE LEGIT JUST LEFT HIS SON ON AN ISLAND THAT HE BELIEVED WAS GONNA GO TO SHIT... apart of me wants to be like "oh he probably thought kenji was better off with them" but its pretty much apparent ig that he does not give a shit abt kenji— which is why i wish theyd spent some time showing kenjis history w/him bc we know mrkon was not present most of his life, but there SEEMED to be something more. oh well. bye bye mrkon!! AND HE GETS ARRESTED OFFSCREEN TOO, which is just sad for kenji 😭
- THE LAST EPISODE is absolutely my favorite and the ENDING is amazing ill tell u why in a sec just u wait!!
》kenji vs campfam
- ill say it again KENJI IN A SUIT AND BETRAYAL I FORSEENT ITTTTT
- to start off I THINK BOTH SIDES HAD THEIR FAULTS AND RIGHTS BUT ohh my godd kenji deserved a break ok.. i may be biased bc he is my favorite son
- IT WAS SO OBVIOUS HE WAS MANIPULATED and has daddy issues, and im so glad brooklyn saw that. I WAS PISSED that no one else did, like ur telling me ben and yas couldnt see it? i think they were a bit dramatic on their hatred for kenji but ig its understandable bc out of everyone they arent that close w/ him....  BUT STILL. messy.
- I WAS SO PISSED AT SAMMY AT FIRST FOR BEING INDECISIVE bc shes torn between her bestie kenji, and her other besties+yasmina. tho i do believe she never blamed kenji by the way their reunion went (she was just happy he was back w/them) so ill give her a pass.
- IM CONFLICTED ABT DARIUS bc i thought originally he was just too heartbroken abt kenji yet hes not used to talking abt his feelings hence needing the dinosaur interaction. but he just said he didnt care??? like bro... why r u lyin.
- darius at least shouldve stepped up a little bc other than brooklyn, he knows kenji had issues with his dad... oh well.. dino lovers are crazzzzy
- im at least glad he was the one who stayed mad at kenji for the longest #payback my broken boys... BUT it paid off when darius forgave kenji THEY BOTH CRIED?! i cried. it was so sweet and idc if anyone thinks "kenji was forgiven too early and it was rushed", bc truth is hes a kid with dad issues and the others are kids and they are family and they! need! each other!!
》yasammy (& kenlynn)
- CAN I JUST SAY LETS TAKE THIS W YASAMMY FANSS YESSSSSSSSS  also BISEXUAL YAS RIGHTS?!?! sammy is the lesbian this is so true
- yasminas whole crush arc was just adorable and so fitting for her to open up to ben 😭 bc ben is like so chill right
- i like how they didnt make it a big deal, it was just abt yasmina figuring herself out and when she made her move, IT WAS REWARDING!! i screamed at the kiss... they r so adorable.. silly gfs 💖
- im so glad they didnt shy away from shoving it in our faces bc THOSE GIRLS DESERVE ITTTT FRRR,, THE KISS!!! THE KISSSSSSSSS
- as equally cute as kenlynn, they both have equal screentime which was a blessing!
- kenlynn pained me so bad when brooklyn was broken abt kenji 😭 its what i love, angst, but gdi i wish she held on a little longer but understandble bc kenji was kinda wack himself for staying with his dad that long...
- THE DATE THING WAS SO CUTE KENJI IS SO SOFT, ,HIS SUIT AND THE FLOWER.. I SCREAMED!!
- AND YET IT WAS HEARTBREAKING...he got stood up... smh... its fine.. it all got healed when he gave her the flower fr <3
- THE LAST EP KISS... i cried and threw up i love my kids... HOW COULD U HATE THEM THEYRE SO SOFT AND SWEET im holding them both in my arms 💖💖
》timeskip
- THIS WAS THE ABSOLUTE BEST PART. WHEN OLDER DARIUS SHOWED ON THE SCREAM I YELLED (INAUDIBLY BC IT WAS 4AM)
- THIS IS LEGIT ALL I WANTED, A TIMESKIP TO END THE SHOW (u can see my previous posts i mention this shit a lot and i even have my own au and older designs for them..)
- YASAMMY IN TEXAS THIS IS SO TRUE.. STAY SAFE GFS... im so mad sammy didnt change her clothes HELP shes still wearing thay goddamn shirt and has similar length hair but its fine yasmina being gorgeous made up for it 👍
- KENLYNN GOIN STRONG longdistance relationship goals, i love their designs so much😭😭 kenji w/his hair down AND brooklyn short hair?!?! short haired women rights its all i wanted 💃
- in my timeskip au i had darius work with dinos back on the island but its more fitting that ben has that role (working w/mae) which is so adorable...
- IM GLAD I PREDICTED BENRIUS WOULDNT HAPPEN bc theyre too innocent and busy being dino obsessed obv!! we didnt get timeskip benrius but theres still hope 😌 theyre just both aro-ace theyll work smth out..
- they fact they keep in touch is so sweet HELPP in my au they all drifted apart 💀 it was for the angst im sorry
- KENJI GETS ADOPTED INTO THE BOWMAN FAMILY SO TRUE... its so sad that with no mom or dad (jail) hes p much an orphan but at least he got darius,, it was so sweet when the mom hugged him at the mainland reunion 🥲 ALSO KENJI STILL OWNS MANTAH CORP?? OR SMTH LIKE IT BC ITS MENTIONED HES KEEPING THE PRIVATE ISLAND RUNNING so mae n ben can work there... SO TRUE
- LETS TALK AGES:
ok so from my research since the show goes alone the movies timeline, s1 takes place in 2015!! fallen kingdom is 3yrs after, and dominion (which i assume begins when darius sees the dinosaur outside his house) is 4 years later making the year 2022.
》so its like jwcc s1 age/ fallen kingdom(s5 timeskip) age/ dominion age
• darius: 12/15/19
• brooklyn: 13/16/20
• ben: 14/17/21
• sammy: 14/17/21
• yasmina: 15/18/22
• kenji: 15/18/22
- me sobbing.. they grew up so fast.. i love my kids... my age theory also may be sooo wrong but it makes more sense if theyre all in their 20s by the end! livin the adult life #goodluck
》final thoughts and thanks
- THIS SHOW IS LEGIT THE BEST AND A GODDAMN BREATH OF FRESH AIR COMPARED TO OTHER SHOWS coughMLBcough what who said that 🤨😳🤭
- from s1 to the end i never got tired of it or it never swayed from my interests, i drew fanart so quick, more than ive done for a lot of other fandoms i was in 😭💖
- i wouldnt mind a sequel with the older camp fam, but if its thats it thats okay too!! lets not get greedy guys...
- EXPECT GIFSETS AND FANART IN THE FUTURE!! my life is so busy crazy rn but i will make time for jwcc shit if its the last thing i do!!!
- lastly, thank you for joining me on this ride! jwcc brought me lots of new tumblr followers which was a surprise! 💖
i know somehow toxicity will find its way to this season, but what else would i expect LMAO idc i will fight with all ive got as usual 😉
- lets all take this W fr, this show was so good. also, sorry for any spelling and grammar errors in the review!
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possum-socks · 1 year
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Going on my monthly Shadow rant because I am ill please pretty please don’t perceive me when I am Shadow posting this post doesn’t exist don’t read it. TLDR at the end.
Okay so I know we like to discuss what ruined Shadow’s character. Where did things go wrong with this guy? And people often credit this to Shadow the Hedgehog 2005, and it would be redundant for me to explain why. People also credit it to the fans themselves, and how their interpretations and jokes affected how sega wrote Shadow’s character. This is all true, but I don’t think any of this can be called THE moment. I’m sure people have already said this, but they fucked Shadow up the instant they brought him back, and here are my deranged 3 AM thoughts on why:
In Shadow’s first appearance in SA2, he was meant to die at the end. This is not news to anyone. Throughout the events of SA2, Shadow had his grand character arc. He managed to break through the altering Gerald did to his memories, and he remembered his true promise to Maria. Shadow realized what he truly needed to do with his abilities and time on earth, and so he gave his life to save the planet and all the people who called it home. We can see as he knowingly falls to death, that he is content with his decisions, and he is content in knowing that his life will end with the fulfillment of Maria’s wishes and a saved planet. Before he dies, Shadow comes to respect his rival Sonic, and even let’s go of his claims to being the ultimate lifeform (massive character development!) when he comes to feel that Sonic himself is a more worthy being of such a title. And so, SA2, a very character driven story of living and learning throughout life, (it’s literally the main theme), concludes, and Shadow peacefully falls to earth. Sega was so pleased with the events of SA2 that they felt comfortable killing Shadow off, as they felt like his story was properly concluded, and they had succeeded in using his character to express these themes of good vs. evil and learning throughout life.
But! Wow! The fans love Shadow? What are we to do? Retcon his death and develop on his character after his newfound revelations and growth in SA2? Show Shadow as he continues to grow after SA2 while carrying on Maria’s wishes for earth and the lessons he learned? Kind of! But not really! In other words, NO!
They gave him amnesia. They did not just retcon Shadow’s death, THEY RETCONNED THE ENTIRETY OF HIS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT IN SA2. WHY?! This is the decision of sega’s that I will never ever understand. Everything he experienced in SA2, everything he discovered and realized, gone. Why did they do this? I do not know. Perhaps they felt like if they brought shadow back after he had already experienced such impactful development in SA2, that they wouldn’t have much room for things to do with his character, but that’s just not true? There was plenty left unsaid in SA2, which is part of WHY fans were so desperate for more Shadow. SA2 still left room for so much that could be done with Shadow, WITHOUT giving him amnesia and making him forget everything first! They just didn’t need to do that! I don’t get it one bit. Giving Shadow amnesia weakened any of the impact that sega was initially trying to achieve with the themes they illustrated through Shadow’s arc in SA2. Why should we care what happened in SA2 if sega doesn’t?
And you could argue that the amnesia is not a big deal, since eventually he does gain his memories back. Yes, he does slowly gain his memories in shadow 2005, after they had already made the decision to give him guns and vehicles and swear while he shoots down humans on a motorcycle with evil aliens. Okay sega. My problems with 2005 are not with the guns and edgy aspects but with the fact that the shadow 2005 game had to happen at all. He shouldn’t have needed to side with an alien bent on world destruction to get his memories, because he shouldn’t have forgotten them at all. Maybe sega just really wanted to give Shadow ptsd over Maria dying again, who knows. Either way, when Shadow has his memories back afterwards, (FINALLY. Plus, is it ever confirmed that he actually remembers everything?) it still often feels as though he was never impacted by those events at all. He still gets portrayed as being obsessed with his “ultimate” status, he still gets portrayed as not having respect for Sonic, and he still gets portrayed as some emotionless macho asshole. The decision to give Shadow amnesia in Heroes made it feel like Sonic Adventure 2 never happened, which is arguably the absolute most important game when it comes to Shadow’s character and who he is today. Instead, it feels like those events were partly erased.
The best they have done with Shadow’s character since then was STH2006. I actually think they did quite well at giving Shadow a convincing arc in 2006, even though they kind of just re-hashed the arc that he already goes through in 2005. At least 2006 didn’t further damage his character. Yay!
I just find it fascinating to think about and wonder if Shadow’s character would be different had they not given him amnesia. Shadow 2005 would’ve never happened, which is probably a good thing! I wonder what sort of Shadow game we could’ve gotten if Shadow wasn’t an amnesiac busy trying to get his memories back. Perhaps sega gave Shadow amnesia in Heroes just so they COULD have it as a set-up for ShtH2005, so there would be a convincing enough reason for why they gave Shadow a Glock. Or maybe it had something to do with the arc they basically just forgot about in which Shadow thinks he might be an Android, which, imo was just another strange decision by sega. Anyway um yeah.
TLDR; I think sega giving Shadow amnesia after SA2 was the worst decision they ever made with his character and sega loves to make Shadow re-experience his trauma! And re-learn lessons he has already learned!!!! Hooray
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hello! hopefully you're having a wonderful day/night, i hope i'm not bothering you but i've been reading your pokémon headcanons lately and i can't help but absolutely adore them. may i request some thoughts about a yandere morty with a *very* gullible darling? of course you don't have to, but it would be nice since this man doesn't get enough love. either way, stay safe!<3
Hello there! I'm glad you enjoy my yandere pokemon posts! Also, YES Morty doesn't get enough love 😔 I've adored him since I first played HGSS.
✧Dealing with a Gullible Darling✧— Gym Leader Morty
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Honestly, Morty finds your naivety to be endearing, adorable even. He sees it as purely blissful ignorance but in the best way. Morty would define it more as you possessing unfaltering faith to which he admires and intends to protect.
Because you're unfortunately extremely trusting of others, Morty is more protective of you. As much as he thinks this part of you is cute, it brings him great concern as well. It only means you are more likely to be deceived by other people with ill intentions. He'd hate to see someone take advantage of such a kind and trusting soul for the sake of enjoyment. On the flip side, Morty could also have you avoid others just by telling you little white lies about them. He cares about you so much and he's never steered you wrong, so... Why not believe him?
Besides, Morty has enhanced abilities such as foresight and being able to sense the presence of others. I feel like he could sense someone's true intent as well, so he uses that to his advantage. Soon, you'll be attached by the hip to him since he knows much more than you do. Plus, he's ever so reliable, what's not to trust?
Morty does have the tendency to tease and play around with you, but oh, that's only something he can do. He isn't mean about it, you see. It's just the small things and he gives you little scares every now and then. Harmless fun.
However, if he ever witnesses anyone else poking fun at your gullible nature or Arceus forbid he sees you running to him in tears because of some hurtful comments towards you... Someone will be plagued with the most haunting nightmares they've ever seen. Heck, he could probably have one of his pokemon use hypnosis on them or just curse them. It's all pretty simple for someone like him.
He's pretty chill despite that, so he is not a yandere who will kidnap you even with how easily trusting you are. Morty has faith in his skills and Pokemon, so he had nothing to worry about. Besides... Why should he? It's already set in stone that you'll be with him in the end. His foresight can guarantee it.
Though, I will say, he does find it better to have you by his side wherever he goes. He won't say that your naivety annoys him, no. Absolutely not. Still, it worries him a lot thinking about how much trouble you could get yourself into with how unguarded you are. Morty will scare you into clinging to his side by planting ideas into your head. Not to the point where you'll refuse to leave your home but enough where you can't go anywhere without him. It feels... Wrong but it's for the best. It's not like he's taking advantage of you, Morty tells himself.
Because of this, Morty has no reason to ever use hypnosis (in comparison to others who would with a non compliant darling) since... It's so easy. He's not saying that in an arrogant way. It's just that this saves so much energy and it's a win win situation, even if you're not entirely aware of that. Breath of fresh air to him, plus, there's no strain of emotions between the two of you. If you were a more cynical person, this whole thing would be more difficult on his part. In both scenarios though, you'll eventually love him, whether completely willingly or eventually something you come to accept over time.
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toestalucia · 3 months
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msq lines about captain & loki's journeys i was supposed to post a billion yrs ago but only went to grab now :D yippe(through tears)
Loki: There is no beginning without an end. In other words, to begin means that the ending draws ever nearer. You know, I'm kind of relieved. Relieved to know that my journey's coming to an end. Fenrir: No way are you okay with that… Whaddya mean the journey's gonna end! Just like you decided when to start, you get to decide when to end it! Because it sure as hell ain't much of a "journey" if you're just letting yourself get swept up every which way!
Katalina: Whatever happens to the world now, you're no doubt going to continue playing a large role in it. But regardless of that, I'd like for you to continue your journey. Ever since I took you out of Zinkenstill, it's the one thing I've always wished you could focus more on. Instead of having to respond to the world's every whim, maybe consider your own journey sometimes…
when they started having loki wishing to see what captain&his brother saw i nvr thought we'd end up Here. loki definitely always has just been going around for the ride, taking the emperor spot he said he did cuz he wanted to annoy freesia (long theory about him grieving his brother also played a part), pushing the crew to nalhegrande seemed implied to be something true king wanted (even though in that line he's nooot happy theyre separated. i rly do think loki had plans for it, even tho theyve still havent gone into loki & true king's prior meetings). i feel wanting mikaboshi freed from the great wall is like one of the few times he Rly went for it. either way (ill get into these things more some other time), loki who wished to see the scenery others saw and struggling to look forward, getting a ship, getting members for a crew, and then..........? oarlyegrande was probably the worst time for it anyway knowing what goes on, but.....
lokis journey vs captains journey, who goes from fighting freesia to avoid the world being rewritten, to fighting true kings plans to avoid the great wall falling into his hands, to joining a rebellion in oarlyegrande against true king (who also was revealed to have attacked zinkenstill and kidnapped their aunt in the past), to fighting the otherworld cuz if they dont its joever......
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'consider your own journey sometimes'
god
guy who doesnt know what he wants & guy who cant say no to the world. also both guys who has stated they'd go against fate itself to get their will through (loki when talking to the astral at edgelands, captain when meeting bahamut when almost dying again due to lyria being far away (in the otherworld))
Violet Knight: So I'm truly grateful that you fight for the sake of the skies. On the other hand, you've gained too much influence. It's not a good idea to entrust the peace of the Sky Realms to a single pair of hands. Even if you could do it, doesn't mean you should.
goes hand-in-hand with this. as well as the yuni&cosmos anni about captain's role as the singularity. (not to mention the fact msq timeline captain uhhhhh. yknow! with how it ended! where do i even start!). but also violet knight saying this when true king is singlehandedly trying to save the skies too......shoves the role onto captain so he can do stuff from the sidelines cuz otherworld inference in our timeline......
Violet Knight: You say that now, but how far would you go to save a friend? I have to wonder where you draw the line. Let's say—and I'm speaking hypothetically here—sacrifices have to be made in order to save you friends. What would you do? what if those sacrifices included me and my family? Rosetta: Well— Violet Knight: You see? No hesitation at all. Look, you're more than welcome to put your priorities first. If we swapped places and I had to choose, I'd throw you to the wolves. That's the beauty of power: choice. The right to choose what to protect and what to reject. The world is your oyster. Second-rate folks get the opposite treatment. They don't even get the chance to choose. Not out of maliciousness, mind you. That's just how it goes. Makes you nervous when I put it that way, doesn't it? It's not a novel concept, nor is it strictly limited to physical power.
haha. hehe. hahahahahah... freesia who we fought so she couldnt rewrite history using akasha. we who are about to try to revive what the otherworld killed. (noa voice) well theres the fizzure in the sky and thats not normal and we should fix that anyway so
i forgot he spoke about 'how far would u go to save a friend' im gonna combust. i was thinking a lot about that one line in maquia too....'why didnt time stop for you'. the way they make a point to show every island suffered but its citizens are doing its best to keep going. cain whos grieving leona and reinhardtzar. vira whos grieving katalina. captain, lyria and vyrn who cant seem to move forward. im glad they didnt show us tzaka reacting to io (assuming tzakas alive), cuz that would have broken me. like it haunts me cuz theyre always trying sooo hard to keep going, but after losing the crew (and i fear for everyone who has not been shown onscreen) and having to grieve this many ppl, to the point where captain loses sight of estalucia too??? man.
i think its fine for us to go try to undo all the damage the otherworld did, one timeline is completely destroyed anyway. everyone died there too. captain died there. but thinking about how its shifting too 'lets go to estalucia cuz theres rumor it can grant wishes' and how estalucia & the boundary....... as well as how og god is there...... i have sooo many thoughts about it. like i appreciate noa trying to steer it in the 'we need to get rid of the crack in the sky the otherworld created' direction but we r going there to revive ppl. cuz we dont want to move on. im going to combust pt2. im enjoying myself sm its unreal
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perfectpaperbluebirds · 8 months
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Sicktember #10
Prompt: “The only place we’re going is to the pharmacy.”
Fandom/OCs: CottageVersity OCs (JB and Thalia)
Words: 1910
Sicknario inspo: People who don’t do physical contact from this post and being sick in a vehicle from this post.
Author’s comments/background: Ah my darling Tenbushes. This was the fic I was most looking forward to writing this year. Some of you may have noticed that within the 6, there are three pairs (other than the obvious couples) that are closer friends than with the others. Theo and Padma, Audra and Thad, and JB and Thalia are the “bestie” pairings and I hope to explore these more in the future. This fic is the explanation of how the JB/Thalia pairing came to be, since their temperaments are basically opposite in many ways. But that fact in itself is part of the explanation I suppose. Anyway, these two are super cute and very fond of each other so have a little fic about that, which was an absolute treat to write. 
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Thalia was sick, and JB was pretty sure he was the only one who knew. He felt sorry for her… the timing was terrible, so it was only natural that she was hiding it–blaming her coughing and sniffling on allergies, covering her pale face and hollow eyes with makeup and carrying or wearing a sweater everywhere to keep away the chills. 
Thalia had just graduated university, along with two of her first cousins, Miriam and Jeremiah. The three of them had been born in three consecutive months in the same year, attended the same elementary and middle school, and were inseparable as kids. They remained very close through the years, though they had gone to different high schools and universities.
 Ever since middle school, the three cousins had been planning and saving for a celebratory trip after their college graduations. They wanted a grand tour of the Midwest to visit their favorite tourist and vacation spots, with Kalahari and Cedar Point in Ohio and a weekend in Chicago as the high points. The kids had done well in University, all graduating with honors, so their families had been happy to help make their dreams come true, though in fact the graduates had saved up the majority of the money on their own. The last week of June was booked for their travels, and they had begged Thad and JB to be their chaperones. The elder cousins had agreed, and in fact were honored to have been asked. The pair in turn goaded Audra into joining them to even out the numbers, and with much eye-rolling, she agreed. 
Everything went off without a hitch, and in short it was a wonderful week. In fact, it was everything the cousins had hoped for, as they said more than once. Except now, JB thought to himself, Thalia would have this negative memory of an unfortunate illness on top of the positive ones.
He was thankful for her sake that it was the last night of the trip. She was flagging more and more each day, and really needed at least a day in bed, out of the sun and away from the booze. But the schedule the threesome had been devising for years did not allow for such indulgence, and of course stubborn Thalia would never admit to such weakness, so she had been plugging along as if nothing was wrong. Whatever bug she'd caught would have likely been a simple summer cold if she hadn't been pushing her body to the limit with the rest of them for days. JB was certain from her eyes that she had a fever now, and the careful way she'd been moving recently indicated that it was an achy one. He hadn't said anything, though, knowing that would be the last thing she would want.
It was no wonder she'd willingly taken the back seat of the minivan (a loan from Jeremiah's family) for this last long leg of driving to their final hotel. In the back, she could huddle up in misery without attracting attention. JB knew he would want the same, were he in her shoes. Tonight Audra was at the wheel with Thad in the passenger seat, since he got carsick if he was too far back. Jeremiah and Miriam had claimed the middle chairs to finish a movie they'd been watching together on Miriam's laptop. That left JB and Thalia all the way in the back for the five hour stint.
Thalia had attempted to sleep at first, and he'd left her alone, trying to find a way to position his long legs that wasn't uncomfortable in the cramped quarters as he read his Kindle. Thalia was restless, though, and didn't sleep long. At first she had bunched herself against the window with her legs tucked up, but after less than an hour she woke and shifted to more of a reclining position with her head tilted back and legs stretched out. After that, she turned fully sideways with her legs up on the seat. Then, she turned again to lean forward all the way and rest her head on her hands, which were supported by her knees. The whole time she was hunched tightly into herself, her arms wrapped in a constant hug, and he could feel her shivering even in her sweater. Without a word, he slipped off his own jacket and held it out to her. She hesitated, but took it with a grateful look after a moment, covering herself as she tried to get comfortable yet again.
His heart broke for her as he watched her rotate through variations of these positions again, now with his jacket over her arms and torso, though it didn't seem to be doing her much good. Finally he could bear it no more. He nudged her foot with his to get her attention. 
“Hey, you should lean on me for a bit. You might be more comfortable.”
He expected her to refuse, or at least pause and consider it, but she immediately slumped over so her head was in his lap without a word of protest, as if she’d been waiting for such permission to be given. He froze briefly, taken aback. He and Thalia didn’t DO physical contact– with others and especially with each other, not really. Her willingness could only speak to how miserable she must have been. Recovering, he quickly covered her with his jacket again as she tucked her legs up onto the seat. His hand found its way to her back rubbing up and down as he tried to to warm her and help her relax. 
“Are you doing okay?” JB asked softly. “I can tell you haven’t been feeling well for a while now.”
“I’m okay,” she mumbled. “Mostly just tired. Ready to be home.”
“I’m sorry your trip has to end this way.”
She made a strange motion, which he belatedly realized was a shrug. “It was fun while it lasted.”
He was sure her throat hurt, at least it sounded like it did, so he was going to leave her be, but she seemed to be in the mood to talk. She continued in a low voice, too low for anyone else in the van to hear: 
“I can’t believe I’m done with school. It’s a weird feeling. And I’m already doing my "grownup" job, I have been for a few months. So it’s all kinda anti-climactic.”
“You should be proud of yourself. You did well in school and you're off to a great start in your career.”
“All at the ripe young age of twenty-two.” He wasn’t sure why her tone was sarcastic, almost derogatory. She paused, then continued: “You and Thad were twenty-two when I met you for the first time.”
JB nodded. He remembered. He’d been thinking about that time in his life quite a bit this week, being around these kids. Graduation from university was a weird, memorable time. Figuring out careers, housing, life partners. He had gone on to graduate school and was already with a long-term partner, so he had it easier than most. Still, he’d never forget meeting Thad’s family for the first time the summer after they both graduated with their BBA. The anxiety, the formality. Thalia was only a pre-teen then, still all elbows and knees as a scrawny twelve year old. A tomboy, always running around with the boys in the neighborhood, always wanting to be away from her parents even then. He would never forget the flash of fear in her eyes when she was introduced to him for the first time. He was used to that, of course. As large as he was, he intimidated most people when they first met him. This was his boyfriend’s little sister, though, and he hated the idea that he scared her. 
The fear didn’t last long, thankfully. Thalia warmed to him quickly, at least for a middle-schooler. JB was her opposite even back then, reserved where she was exuberant, serious where she was silly. Yet he sensed that she felt relaxed around him. Perhaps around him, she didn’t feel the need to be “on” all the time. That’s what he hoped was the case, anyway. 
“I wonder if I’ll ever meet my person. Like you and Thad have,” Thalia said, barely audible. 
So that’s what was bothering her. It was understandable, really. Miriam and Jeremiah had their “people”. Miriam was engaged, Jeremiah soon to be so. It was only natural that Thalia was feeling left out and probably lonely. 
“Of course you’ll find your person. You are so driven that I have no doubt you’ll achieve whatever you set your mind to, including love.”
“I didn't think love worked that way.”
“Who says it doesn’t? I fully believe if you want something badly enough and are prepared to receive it, the universe or karma or whatever will provide.”
“I thought you were an atheist.”
“I don’t have to believe in any holy being to believe in the power of magnetism. And you have that in spades, hon. If you want love, you’ll find love. Of that I have no doubt.”
“Thanks, JB. I needed to hear that." A pause, then: "I’m glad you’re my brother. I like you better than my actual brothers most of the time.”
He couldn’t help but chuckle. She was sleepy and feverish (he was starting to sweat just from her touching him), and he knew he’d probably never hear her speak this way again, but it was sweet to hear regardless, because he knew she was speaking from her heart, without the usual screen of sarcasm. 
“Well I’m honored to be your brother. You’re the best sister I could have ever hoped to have.”
A thought occurred to him, and before she could fall asleep, he nudged her to sit up and handed her an unopened bottle of water from beside him. She rolled her eyes but drank a good amount before leaning against him again with a huge yawn, this time with her side pressed against his and her head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her and hugged her against himself since he still felt her shivering. 
He really thought she fell asleep after that, but once again she startled him by speaking up a few minutes later:
“The hotel we’re going to has a really great bookstore across the street. That’s why I picked it. Do you think we’ll have time to go browse before we check in?”
“The only place we’re going is to the pharmacy. You need something for that fever. If you’re feeling better tomorrow, then maybe we can talk. Besides, it’ll probably be closed by the time we get there.”
“Not if we go BEFORE we check in, like I said.”
“We’ll see. But pharmacy first.”
Thalia sighed, then nodded. “It’s a deal. As long as you don’t tell them what we’re stopping for.”
“If anyone asks, I’ll tell them I need a laxative. That’ll head off any awkward questions.”
“...do you need a laxative?” 
“None of your business. No awkward questions, remember?”
She laughed. “Thanks, JB. You really are the best.”
“You too, kid.”
Minutes later she was dead weight against him, fast asleep, trusting him. He kept his arm around her until they stopped again, knowing that that was what both of them needed.
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cartoonrival · 7 months
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i make the same post every day. anyways the point of these rapidfire confrontations naruto is having between karui and omoi, the raikage, sakura, sai, and gaara is to sow doubt. its one person after another being like why are you still going after him. face reality, he's too far gone, he doesn't care about you, you need to focus on your village and yourself. grow up. so sakura comes up as the one person who loved sasuke like he does (as established in 10 previous posts) and everything she says to him about how it's crazy she carried a torch for sasuke this long, he's a common criminal she should turn her attention towards someone who deserves it, is directly applicable to naruto. sure she's saying it because she's trying to turn him off of the promise, but as soon as he denounces the promise she's immediately on top of it, all you ever talk about is sasuke sasuke sasuke can't you ever think about yourself, this is ridiculous! why are BOTH OF US clinging to this memory of a common criminal. she's talking him out of loving sasuke and she's talking herself out of loving sasuke and and and. "i'm not a child anymore, i can face reality." <- the raikage also told naruto to grow up. THEYRE THE SAME. LISTEN TO ME. THEYRE THE SAME. when he has all those flashbacks to sakura saying all she wants is sasuke to notice her, crying over his body when they thought he was dead, asking naruto to bring him back, "NEXT TIME ILL COME WITH YOU" it isnt him being like nooo i know she's lying because she'll never have a crush on me because she has a crush on sasuke... its him being like i know she's lying because she loves sasuke she doesnt think he's a common criminal and is just gonna throw her feelings for him away. she's coming with me. next time ill come with you. she's my ally in this she's my friend. she felt the same horror i did seeing him backed by the sun from down in the pit. i like the way things are right now it feels like we're both on the road to save sasuke together. i hate people who lie to themselves. I KNOW THAT CANT BE TRUE.
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whatamidoinghere0-0 · 9 months
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Hello! This is my very first post ever, and I had a thought that I just needed people’s opinion on. Besides, I didn’t see anyone else posting about this, so I figured I’d do it myself.
So I have a very interesting idea for none other than:
Shadow the hedgehog
I got this Idea from a meme that I found years ago, but because it’s been so long since I’ve seen that meme, I don’t know where to find it. So I’ll just give a verbal description instead.
The meme went something along the lines of:
“Most Sonic characters using their natural abilities/talents *insert picture of a sonic character here*
And then there’s Shadow *insert image of shadow holding a gun here* ”
I thought nothing of it before, but now it got me thinking… correct me if I’m wrong but all the abilities that shadow uses (from what I’ve seen) come from a chaos emerald. I have yet to see an ability that doesn’t require a chaos emerald.
That’s where it hit me…
What if Shadow had Healing properties.
Now hear me out, it does sound pretty outrageous…but it kinda makes sense. Just look at it this way:
The Wikipedia article for Shadow states that quote: “Shadow the hedgehog is an artificially born hedgehog who was created by Professor Gerald Robotnik as part of an experiment to cure his granddaughter Maria from a deadly illness”
A Deadly Illness, you say…ok ok. So would it make sense for Gerald to add some kind of healing ability, great or small? We already know that he’s used otherworldly forces to make Shadow, in the form of Black Doom’s Blood. This is where Black Doom comes into play. A different article that’s about Black Doom listed all the abilities that he has. This list includes:
Levitation
Energy projection
Fire beam emission
Meteor summoning
Intangibility
Illusion projection
Anatomical liberation and reattachment
Sensing energies
All those powers could be passed on to Shadow since he has Black Doom’s blood, and he’s the only one who’s able to defeat Black Doom. But what if Gerald changed the DNA that was used for Shadow to turn those powers into something that might save his granddaughter. He’s known to be an expert in Genetics after all…
Still, this is all just speculation on my part and could not be true at all, but it’s still pretty interesting to think about.
So I wanna know what you guys think about this, and if you want to use this as a personal headcanon, be my guest. Just make sure to credit me pls.😅👍
I hope you liked my very first post that I wrote at midnight.
Have a nice day/night, drink some water, and watch some memes. See ya!!! *🫥snaps out of existence🫥*
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biolizardboils · 2 years
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its been 10 days since the movieversary but my CU hyperfixation's still going so heres another one of those Scattered Thoughts posts (minor movie spoilers!)
So i updated the playlist at treehouseblogsinc this week! Idek if Wikplayer still works for most people, but this streak’s five years long and i aint quittin yet! (Usually i just replace song links when they break, but this time i removed a song too cus the guy it references has been Bitch lately)
Speaking of, i did my semi-annual reread of the whole blog too and... man :’’’) Its still mind-blowing how many people played along (and got pissed at Melvin when he took over lmaooo). All the silly, sweet, and angry asks i got there still warm my heart to this day
You know what else i still do to this day? Draw things Pilkey-style! Sometimes i try to follow a rigid anatomy when i draw and feel stuck when it doesnt look right. When that happens, i step back and make a quick Pilk-ish sketch as a reminder to keep things loose. Works every time :)
Something i still love about the movie and the months leading up to it is how much of it felt like a grand... I dont wanna say joke, cus that kinda implies they didnt care when its obvious they truly did. Lets go with prank — it all felt like a grand prank! Like the decisions they made worked in the end, but were also super funny to read and hear about. Like oh my god, they rented Abbey Road Studios to record a choir playing kazoos and singing the word “underpants!” They got the biggest up-and-coming horror director to voice white-ass Melvin Sneedly. (Tho i guess now it can be argued that he’s white-passing in movie!verse, so thats cool)
My fave example of this is how they got Lil Yachty for the album. On one hand, whatever chunk of the limited budget they spent to get him probably could’ve been put to better use, like actually animating the Turbo Toilet fight or something? (While moving the Flip-O-Rama to another scene of course.) On the other hand, its hilarious that they got him to rap the word “cool” 15 times to a cover of Oh Yeah, and then didnt even put it in the movie. Its like George and Harold themselves wrote the stupidest lyrics possible just to see if he’d agree to them, and he did?? Thats comedy gold???
Why didnt i bookmark all the production stuff posted to Instagram. There was so much cool stuff i wanna see again but the search function there is still garbage and uuuughh
So i dont remember if it was production art or fanart but theres this one Instagram post i saw once thats lived in my head ever since. it looked like the cover of Action Comics #1, but with Captain carrying a school bus. If by some miracle somebody has it saved, please send it to me ill be forever in your debt
Im still scared of getting what’s coming to me when the Dog Man movie drops, but now im also wondering if theyll still have George and Harold as a framing device. Ngl i havent caught up with the new books in a hot minute, but ive heard that the boys have stopped appearing in them? if that’s true, that’s Dav’s choice and i have to respect that. ....but also i really wanna see them in CG again. pretty please dreamworks, i miss my sons so much
It mustve been a while since i last watched the movie, cus when i did on the 2nd, the Origin Issue sequence like... broke me all over again. i wrote about why its so great once for a thing that never got made actually, lemme dig that up and paste it in here
The score begins with chiptune and kazoos, two common motifs for childhood whimsy, and already a great fit for this sequence’s simple, handdrawn look. 
But it doesn’t stop there! It goes from what sounds like just two or three people playing kazoos… to a whole chorus of them… which gives way to a full-fledged orchestra. It’s as dramatic a transition as… oh, say, a one-man children’s book to an animated movie by one of the top studios in the industry.
And in turn, as the comic continues, we’re brought closer and closer to the panels until the white gutter between them vanishes, and they engulf the screen. The medium through which this story’s being told has faded from awareness; all that exists now is the story itself. 
But just as suddenly, we’re brought back to our true surroundings. The orchestral music ends, the chiptune returns for one last gentle sting, and we remember this epic tale’s humble origins: a comic book, written and drawn by two 4th graders. *sniff*
Another Score thing i love: you know how Captain is one big Superman parody? I think Shapiro mightve had that in mind when he composed his theme tune, because it starts with a triumphant first three notes (the “Underpaaaaants” part) — just like some of Superman’s! I dont know the right musical terms but cmon, theres a pattern there! And its so touching that they found Captain worthy of a song of that caliber!! Like yes, he IS a true superhero!! heres the epic theme song to prove it!!
Oh wow okay. So to dig up that Writing Thing, i had to open some folders i havent touched in years. And there were outlines for 10 different fanfics in there. I remember not really meaning to finish them ever, just writing them down cus the ideas wouldnt leave me alone. Hell i still dont have time to finish them now
But. Man now i feel bad for never doing anything with them. I have half a mind to post the outlines at least?? Cus someone out there might get a kick out of them?? You know what, if this hyperfixation doesnt peter out in another few days ill probably do it
Speaking of things i havent looked at in years, i listened to this song while typing all this and im tearing up now send post
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kamejapan · 2 years
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kei and you were sitting down watching tv, waiting for yuya to bring the drinks he made for the three of you. playing with kei’s fluffy hair, you zeroed in on the tv with no thought as you watched the show. coming in with your drinks yuya placed them down and sat on the floor in front of the both of you, being pushed by kei for blocking his view. “sorry guys, continue watching without me. i forgot to post something for my sns. ill get in trouble if i don’t post anything.” you said with a slight pout as the two nodded and bickered with each other, smacking each other in the process.
entering your room and grinning, you quickly took out a light cosplay kimono that was a bit too short and showed your legs off while giving everyone a slight glimpse of your cleavage. most of it to be honest if it weren’t for the part that covered up your nipples that saved you some grace. the skirt of the cosplay kimono barely covered your ass, so if you bent the wrong way or moved the wrong way it would be shown. of course you were doing it to meet your post quota of at least two sns uploads a day but also decided to have a bit of fun.
walking out and setting up your tripod to take pictures, you opened up the doors to the balcony where you set everything up and positioned yourself, posing to take your photos. the cold wind blew in and the two males jumped from the cold feeling, turning to look at you take your photos, being teasing towards the camera and innocent at the same time. then moving to film a tiktok of you doing the zero two dance, fully aware the boys were watching you as you swayed your hips and had a cute smile on your face.
finishing your posts and going to grab the drink you forgot to take with you that yuya had so graciously made, taking a sip and sighing in happiness. “you look. you look like amazing in that.” yuya struggled to get out as kei couldn’t hide his red ears. it was quite obvious the two had boners and you couldn’t hide your laugh from the two of them. “two bad boys who get shy when they see their female friend in a cosplay outfit? that’s quite cute.” you teased as you sat down to finish your drink and give your legs a rest from so many tries on perfecting the zero two dance to your liking.
they had no response as it was quite shocking to them to see their supposedly innocent and only fiery when needed that also had a cute side friend showed their true personality that nobody had ever seen before. they were happy to go feral with you all night and watch you tremble beneath them with tears that looked oh so delicious streaming down your slutty face after much degrading thrown at them.
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And it's finally hereeee🤭
‘Thanks for saving me in there, Mase’ you smiled as you squished yourself in the back of the taxi. Whoever thought it was a good idea to order a 7 seater you had no idea but Mason managed to steady you as the pair of you sat practically in the boot. OH NO POOR GIRL😂😂😂 BUT FROM WHAT DID HE SAVE HER?
‘You alright there’ he chuckled, his warm palm pressing to your thigh but you just gave him an enthusiastic nod. OH SO WE'RE STARTING IMMEDIATELY 🫠
‘You two got enough room back there?’ Ben asked from in front of you, turning in his seat to check on you both before your best friend, and Ben's girlfriend, Carly turned to face you too. HI CARLYYYY, I THINK I KNOW YOU🤭
‘I’ve been meaning to complain to you actually’ Mason started, his hand is travelling down your leg to massage the soft skin of your calf. ‘Why haven’t I received any baked goods delivered to my door recently?’ OH ILL BAKE YOU SOMETHING, WHAT DO YOU WANT?
‘Two weeks ago yeah’ you laughed. ‘Don’t worry I’ve made you something extra special for your birthday’ SCREAMINGGGG
‘Cute’ he laughed but you didn’t miss the subtle bite of his lip. ‘Can’t you still make me some of those Christmas tree brownies? I like those’ HE IS A LITTLE BABY
OMG SO SHE HAS A BAKERY 🤭 I LOVE THAT
‘I guess not. You wanna be my sugar mumma in more ways than one then yeah?’ He joked, causing you to roll your eyes before laughing loudly. MASON TONY MOUNT
It wasn’t anything huge, but it was yours and you loved it more than anything else. OUR INDEPENDENT WOMAN
OMG OMG OMG, THEY MET IN THE BAKERY, I'M MELTING
Oh he’s cute you thought, suddenly realising what a state you must have looked but his gentle smile and kind eyes relaxed you. HE IS REALLY CUTE
You knew they were good, but watching the way his eyes rolled around in his head as he took a bite filled you with satisfaction. The sinful moans and groans pouring from his lips telling you how much he was enjoying it without any words as Ben watched on with mild embarrassment at his friends' antics. OH, OK🫠🫠🫠🫠
Mason was alway nipping into your shop to get his sugar fix, in the end striking a deal with you that you’d give him a box of leftover items from that day in exchange for tickets to his games and you’d often be caught leaving them outside his front door with a silly note attached. OF THATS NOT THE CUTES THING EVER
You knew he was a bit homesick so you began sending his sweet treats up to him in the post and you still remember how happy and excited he sounded when he called you that first day he’d received them. OMG BABY BOY, TREAT HIM GOOD Y/N, PLEASE, LOTS OF SWEET TREATS
But you weren’t blind. You knew how attractive he was and you couldn’t lie you had a soft spot for him but you loved the way it was so platonic between you both. He was never over the top with you, if anything he always came across as soft and a little shy. A true gentleman that was never inappropriate with you and you truly treasured having him around. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH🥺
‘Come on then, Muffin. Let’s get you out’ Mason laughed quietly and you shook your head even though your heart was fluttering. MUFFIN, I'M CRYING, TELL ME HE IS GOING TO CALL HER THAT DURING ALL THE SERIES
You could never seem to say no to this man so you let him help you on his back, arms around his neck as his arms looped around your legs so he could carry you up the drive and into Ben's house. WELL🤭 I'M GIGGLING
‘Ooo, muffins’ he giggled, lifting one out before making his way back to you. You watched as he practically shoved half of it into his mouth before offering you some, where you awkwardly managed to take a bite. His eyes were on your lips the whole time, a fond smile playing on his as he watched you intently. ‘Does it ever feel weird eating the stuff you’ve made? I’d imagine it feels like eating your own babies’ OMG MASON AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA, DON'T
HE TOUCHED HER LIPS🥺🤭
‘You’re a weird drunk, Mase. I can’t believe this is the first time I’ve seen you like this’ you commented as he scrunched his nose up at you adorably. AHHAHAHAH I NEED TO EXPERIENCE THIS MASON
HE IS A GOOD BOYYYY
This Mason was different to any Mason you’d seen before. Wondering where the hell he’d been hiding the extra cheeky and flirty form of himself but you couldn’t say you weren’t enjoying it. It had been a while since you’d been paid any male attention and the fact it was coming from someone like Mason was making you giddy. I'M NOT READY FOR SOMETHING TO HAPPEN, I'M NOT🥵
BENNNNNN GO AWAYYYY
‘You go, I just need to get my shoes off and I’ll be in’ you told him but his hand was on your thigh instantly. ‘I’ll do it’ I JUST GASPED
You were frozen under his seductive gaze, unsure of what to do next as his fingers gripped your ankle but even in your wildest dreams you couldn’t have foreseen him breaking eye contact so he could place a small kiss to the inside of your calf. OMG LOZ, I DON'T THINK I CAN ARRIVE AT THE END OF THIS SERIES IF WE'RE STARTING LIKE THAT
‘Mase! Get in here!’ He bellowed, causing Mason to playfully roll his eyes at you before nodding his head in the direction of the living room. BEN, GOD, I'M HATING YOU
Mason was sitting in the arm chair, his legs spread wide and you unconsciously licked your lips as you fantasised about crawling into his lap. OMG OK🫠
‘I swear to god, I’m never going out again, those rude pricks ruin it every time. I’m trying to dance with my girls not get touched up’ Carly suddenly moaned, and you nodded in agreement beside her. ‘Sorry we ruined your birthday night out Mase’ OMG NO ONE TOUCHES MY GIRLS
‘Don’t worry about it, I think I’m happier here when I can hear myself think’ YES MASON, YES I'M WITH YOU ON THAT
From what Carly had told you it was her and Ben, Dec and Lauren, Woody and his new girlfriend Kayla who you’d met a couple of times and Mason. You had been invited from the start but due to low funds and a shop to run you’d had to pass and even though it was your decision it still stung a bit to hear them talk about it. ‘I really wish you were coming, y/n’ Y/N, WHAT'S GOING TO MAKE YOU CHANGE YOUR MINDDDD???
‘Who are you texting? Anyone I should be worried about?’ You suddenly heard, looking up to see Mason walking towards you and you smiled as he took a seat next to you. SILLY JEALOUS BOY
‘Ah yeah, sure’ he winked, bumping his shoulder into yours. ‘So, still no Mr Muffin on the scene?’ HE IS JEALOUSSSSS
‘The only Mrs Mount you need to be concerned about is my mum. And she loves you anyway so I wouldn’t worry about it’ he smiled, your heart fluttering as you thought back to meeting her at a few games. She’d always been super sweet to you and you were glad to know she liked you back. ‘So in answer to your question, no. I haven’t met someone I’m willing to make time for either’ HIS MUM LOVES HER, SHE IS THE RIGHT ONE MASE
‘Considering you could probably pull half of the population I'm surprised’ you laughed and you couldn’t help but notice the blush that settled on the bridge of his nose. ‘Are you blushing?’ You teased, laughing as he hid his face in his hands. ‘Aww been a while since you received a compliment?’ NOT HIM BLUSHINGGGG
THE FACT THAT THE TWO OF THEM HAVEN'T HAD SEX FOR A LONG TIME OMG
‘It’s like riding a bike, you’ll be fine when you give it another go’ AHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAH
‘Well yeah, but if you think I’m taking some random man from a club home then you’re very mistaken. I don’t know where he’s been’ you laughed and you watched him turn on the step slightly so he could face you a bit easier. I DON'T KNOW WHERE HE'S BEEN I'M DEAD😂😂😂
‘I mean pretty much what everyone else wants’ you said lowly. ‘Tall, dark and handsome’‘Well then look no further. I may not be overly tall but I’ve got the other two on lockdown’ he winked and you felt your face heat up. Not sure if he was being serious or not, thinking maybe it was the alcohol talking but you shook your thoughts away and tried to move the conversation on. SCREAMING, I LOVE HIM
HIM DESCRIBING HER??????
He didn’t, but you felt your legs go to jelly and he gently rubbed his nose along your cheekbone whilst a low hum poured from his lips. ‘Smells nice’ he whispered, pulling back so his lips were an inch from yours. Your foreheads nearly touching as his eyes scanned your face. ‘Probably tastes even better’ he finally uttered, causing you to take a small shocked breath in. MASON STOP IT, OMG
NOT HERE, MASONNNNNWHAT ARE YOU PLANNINGGGGG
‘Hello? Who’s in here?’ You heard, Masons voice booming through the door suddenly as you’d just finished washing your hands and you smiled instantly as you dried your them off. MASON YOU KNOW WHO IS THERE, YOU SILLY BOY
‘Maybe. Missed looking at you in this dress at least’ he commented, positioning himself behind you with his hands on your hips as you caught eyes in the reflection of the mirror. You were trying to act unbothered, touching up your makeup like you didn’t care but his teasing attitude was making you crumble. HE SHOULD REALLY STOP, IM NOT FEELING GOOD
‘I’ll make sure to wear it more often then’ you told him quietly, watching him gather your hair and move it over one of your shoulders so he could expose your neck. You knew it was coming, but when his lips finally touched the base you felt your whole body erupt in goosebumps. I GASPED
‘I’ll show you big boy’ he whispered, lips dangerously close to yours and as much as you loved his teasing you’d had enough now and were ready to have him. MASONNNN
THEY KISSED OMG
THEY KISSED AGAIN
‘Come on Mase. I thought you were gonna show me your big boy’ you laughed, watching his expression turn shocked before he was smiling devilishly at you. Y/N DON'T DO THAT TO ME, I WASN'T READY YET
‘Try me’ you whispered, knowing he wouldn’t be able to resist as soon as the words left your mouth he was blushing before he pulled your underwear from you as quickly as he could, kissing you frantically. HE IS A BIG TEASE
‘Shhh’ he breathed, his lips trailing down your neck before biting your shoulder. ‘Easy baby. Let me take my time with you’ HE WANTS TO TAKE JHIS TIME WITH HER
THAT SMUT? AND IT'S JUST THE FIRST CHAPTER? LOZ YOU'LL KILL ME
‘You can say that again’ you blushed, pulling you underwear up your legs and readjusting your dress. You weren’t sure where to look but you felt his finger under your chin so he could make you look at him and as soon as you saw his kind eyes you felt settled again. ‘Happy birthday I guess’ you joked and thankfully he laughed along. AHAHHAHAH HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🤭
‘Thank you, you okay?’ He whispered, dropping a kiss on your forehead and you nodded shyly. ‘Good. We best go or they’ll get suspicious’ AMD AS ALWAYS HE DOESN'T FAIL IN MAKING ME SOFT
‘It’s okay, I know. We’re just having a bit of fun yeah?’ He told you and you felt your shoulders relax instantly. ‘We can talk about it another time if you want but don’t worry, I’m not getting down on one knee just yet’ he winked, causing you to roll your eyes with a laugh. ‘Now go, I’ll see you in a sec’ OH BUT TRUST ME YOULL HET ON THAT KNEE AT SOME POINT, SHE IS YOUR WOMAN
OH I HATE SEEING HER SAD CAUSE ZHE CANT GO WITH THEM
‘I’ve been thinking’ Mason announced suddenly and your heart nearly jumped out of your chest from the sound of his voice. ‘This holiday, it’s not right you not coming. I know you wanna be there so I’d like for you to come with me’ OUR SAVIOUR
‘That’s why I’m asking for you to come with me. You don’t need to worry about that then’ WE LOVE THAT MAN, SO MUCH
‘Just let me look after you a bit, yeah? We’re both stressed out and need a break. I’ve only got a couple of weeks before I need to get back to training and I need to let off some steam. I’m not saying this has to be anything you know? But there’s obviously some level of attraction here and I’d rather spend my time with you than go through all the shit of trying to find someone else. You get that right? I’ve got a rep to protect’ he winked. I'M SCREAMING, CAUSE HE DIDN'T TELL HER HE DOESN'T HAVE ANY FEELING AND JUST WANTS IT TO BE SEX
‘We keep it casual you know? You scratch my back, I scratch yours. You said you don’t know where these boys have been but you know exactly where I’ve been cause it’s just with you. Then at the end of the week we go back to our normal lives. I just need someone who I can trust and I know that’s you and I hope you know you can trust me. And we both know we can be sneaky sneaky now so it’s a win win’ WELL I DONT THINK THAT IS GOING TO WND IN THE WAY YOU THINK MR.
‘Stop talking shit. If it makes you feel any better I can text you tomorrow cause I know for a fact I’ll still feel the same. This isn’t just some weird thing I thought of off the cuff, I’ve hated the thought of you not coming with us since Ben told me’ HE IS CUTE
‘I’ll let you buy me an ice cream’ he smiled as you laughed into your hands. ‘Or you can make me lunch or help me with my sun cream. I’m not bothered about how much it costs or you paying me back. I just want you there’ he huffed and you couldn’t lie, you were convinced. ‘Please muffin’ he pouted, bumping his nose with yours and you smiled up at him softly. IM ON THE FLOOR, MELTED, HE IS THE CUTEST
HE JUST KISSED HER AGAIN? OMG
BESTIE
OMG
THATS JUST THE BEGINN AND IM ALREADY IN LOVE WITH THEM
AND IF THATS THW LEVEL OF TEASING, OMG, ILL DIE BY THE END OF THIS.
IT WAS AMAZING LOVE, LIKE REALLY
YOU DEFINITELY EXCEED EVERY EXPECTATION, AND ITS JUST CHAPTER ONW SO I CAN'T IMAGINE WHAT YOU HAVE FOR US IN THE NEXT ONES
OMG I DON'T THINK ILL BE ABKE TO WAIT TILL NEXT WEDNESDAY, ITS A LONG WAY TO GO
BE PROUD PF YOURSELF CAISE I AM, A LOT, THAT WAS EVERYTHING, LIKE YOU COULDN’T HAVE DONW IT BETTER🤭🤭🤭
TAHBK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR PUTTING ALL YOUR EFFORT AND ENERGIES IN THAT AND FIR SHARING THIS NEW WORLD WITH US, CANT WAIT TO KNOW THEM BETTER🤭🩷🩷🩷
You don’t know how much joy I get from reading these 🥺 it’s like we get to read it together it’s so fun 🩷
But I’m so happy you liked it 🥺 and I’m glad you love them already cause they’re so special to me
I know it’s a long wait but I hope you’re ready for next week 🤭
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