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alittlefanatic · 1 year

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Hello! If it's okay, can you please write an angst thing (it can be a oneshot or headcanons, I don't mind) where Wally and reader get locked in Home for an extended amount of time, and Wally is not doing great and is like clinging to reader to keep it together with some fluff at the end? Sorry if this is like, super specific I've been spinning this scenario in my brain like a microwave ;w;. Love your writing, thank you!

Oooooo now this goes along with my headcanon of how Home is! Also, I LOVE SCENARIOS LIKE THIS! It's just enough wiggle room to give it more detail but straight to the point, which is PERFECT! First time writing angst, so sorry if it's not the best neighbor!

☔ Homebody ☔

Tags: Angst, Vulnerable, Crying, Isolation, Comfort, Trapped, Darkness, Some Fluff but mainly angst

Summary: You don't know how long it's been since you've been in Home. It feels like forever, and it's starting to get to you. But Wally...He's in absolute shambles.

(Lovely art done by @kjoooooji !)

You don't know how it all could have gone horribly wrong.

Everything started off so normally! You noticed that Wally hasn't seemed himself lately. He appeared less chipper, or attentive, which isn't like his usual self. You asked Wally if you could come over sometime to paint, you figured that would cheer him up! Which, it did, he almost seemed relieved even when you asked. In fact, he invited you over on the same day to do so.

"Thank you for the offer Neighbor, I guess I've been a little into my own head lately," Wally spoke quietly, appearing in thought as he set up the stools and canvases in the living room, while you squeezed some paint into the pallets and got the paintbrushes ready.

"I noticed...I was wanting to make sure you were doing ok. You know you can talk to me about anything, right?" You spoke kindly, to which Wally's smile faltered some, looking towards you with a sad look, before shaking his head, sitting down on the stool and simply picking up the paintbrush, begging to paint.

You sighed quietly, sitting next to him as you began to paint on your canvas. You couldn't help but notice Home seemed more quiet than usual either. Home would usually creak and squeak! But...today was quieter than usual, did they have an argument?

You looked over at Wally, examining him closely he looked tired. Some of his usually perfect pompadour was sticking out in certain places, and he had dark circles under his eyes. He almost seemed to be on edge.

"Wally, did you and Home have an argument?" You asked casually. Wally though, seemed to freeze, stopping his painting right in its tracks. He almost seemed to go pale. He gulped.

"Neighbor, I am being con-"

All at once, everything became extremely loud. Home was slamming all the doors, the floor creaking, furniture shifting, you name it. It was blaring in your ears as you covered them, Wally doing the same.

"Wally? What's going on-" You tried to speak, looking towards him, did he have tears in his eyes?

"Neighbor I-"

Everything went dark. You couldn't see.

"Wally?!" You yelled, panicked as you tried to adjust to the darkness, covering your ears still. Things were beginning to crash, break and shatter. You could hear your own heart beating as you were trying to contain yourself. Dropping to your knees, you kept your ears and head covered.

Until it was silence. Eerie silence.

That's how it happened. You've been walking around home for what felt like forever. You don't know how long it's been, you know you've had to sleep, you know that much, but you haven't even seen the outside.

You haven't even heard from Wally.

You paced around in the darkness of home, your eyes adjusted to the dark by this point, it was like it was all you've known. You called out with a strained voice.

"Wally! Please Wally if you're there, say something!" You cough, holding your chest, when was the last time you had water?

"Home...home why are you doing this.." You asked quietly, your throat sore from the yelling. No matter how much you walked and walked, you couldn't seem to find Wally, or even a way out.

"Home, please...I just want to know if Wally is ok...If I did something, if I intruded, please, I'll fix my mistakes..."

You started hearing whispers, though, you couldn't make out what they were saying, as you started to hold your head and cover your ears. They were growing louder and louder.

"HOME PLEASE! I just...I just want to see someone...I just...I want out...I want Wally...Please..." You began to cry, hugging yourself. You just wanted to make sure he was ok. You just wanted out of this HellHole.

Taking a couple of breaths to try to calm yourself, you could have sworn you heard sobbing. Looking around, you stayed quiet, walking toward the source of the noise.

"Hello...? Wally...?" You softly asked, feeling around the walls with your hands. You were walking down a hallway that felt like it was going on forever. The crying grew louder and louder until you reached the source. It was a deep black door, with what seemed to be a swirl on it. You knocked on the door.

"Wally...Wally is that you...?"

"Nei-Neighbor?" Wally stuttered. "Please, please tell me that's you. Please. I'm not hearing things, right? Please...Please..." He started to sob as he spoke. He sounded destroyed.

"Yes! Wally, it's me...It's me, are you ok?" You couldn't help but feel absolutely relieved. You tried to jiggle the door handle to open, but it was stuck.

"Neighbor...Neighbor I'm so happy..." Wally sobbed as you put your hands on the door.

"I'm gonna get you out...Home..please.." You begged quietly. "Home please...whatever we've done I'm sorry...please.." You could feel the tears falling down your face. "Please...just let him out..."

Everything was quiet, until you heard a 'click.' You quickly jiggled the door handle and it opened, thick inky blackness peering back at you, until your eyes adjusted.

Wally practically jumped into your arms, as the door slammed behind him, sobbing loudly as he clutched onto you for dear life.

"Neighbor I am sorry...I'm so sorry...I'm sorry I'm sorry..." Wally cried, burying his face into your chest, as you wrapped your arms around him. He was trying to calm his breathing to seem ok, but we knew. We both knew we weren't.

"It's ok Wally...I'm here...I'm not going to leave you.." You whispered quietly, patting Wally's back as you both just held onto each other, Wally's sobs slowly becoming less intense. You both were in no hurry, you were just happy to know the other was with you and ok.

...

You don't know how long has passed, as you and Wally held each other, giving into each other's warm embrace that seemed to shield you two from the coldness of Home. You decided to break the silence, leaning back slightly, feeling a wetness on your chest which you assumed to be tears.

"Wally..we need to try to make it to the living room...that way if the front door opens we can leave...ok?" You spoke softly, trying to be strong for the poor guy. He could only nod as a reply, as you both stood up slowly. He was clutching onto your arm as if you were about to disappear at any moment.

With a deep breath, you put your hand against the wall, feeling it as you began to walk back. This time, it felt shorter, just a couple of steps and you were in the openness of the living room. Was...Home manipulating the inside of the house? So you and Wally couldn't get to each other?

You shook your head, seeing Home's eyes signifying where you were. Making no comment, you head over to the front of Home. You could see the front door and the sunshine that barely seeped in through it.

With a sigh of relief, you and Wally sat next to the door. Wally's sniffles combating the silence that was Home.

"I'm so sorry..." was all he could seem to say, causing another crying fit as you held him close.

"This isn't your doing sweetie...this isn't your fault...I promise your ok...I'm not going anywhere..." You spoke softly.

"Please don't ever leave me...please always stay by my side..please...please don't run away after this..." He cried, which made you only hold him tighter.

"I won't...I'm never going to leave your side again...you're never going to be alone...I'm sorry..." You sighed, your eyebrows furrowing in anger. You didn't know what Home was capable of, and for all of this to happen? You were tempted to just burn the house down.

As if Wally was reading your thoughts, he spoke: "We can't..do anything...It would..it would make me do horrible things...I don't want to do horrible things...I love my friends...I love you, I, I don't..."

"Shh..It's ok...we don't have to talk about it now...you can explain to me in time...let's just...focus on each other.." You couldn't have Wally spiraling again, not now. Wally simply nodded, holding onto you as you laid your head against him.

You don't know how long you two were like that, holding each other and comforting each other. Exhaustion was hitting the both of you hard, as you could feel your eyes shutting. Everything felt heavy, as any adrenaline you had seemed to vanish, any noise becoming gentle breathing. You couldn't help but speak.

"Home...are you satisfied...we're exhausted...we learned our lesson...please..." You pleaded once more.

...'click'...

You felt your heart rate increase at the sound, immediately reaching for the doorknob and yanking it open. Holding Wally as you practically lurched yourself forward. It took a moment for your eyes to adjust to the sun, but it seemed it was rising. It was morning. How long were you two gone...?

...

You and Wally stayed close after that incident, never leaving each other's side, even for a moment, nor did you speak about it to any other neighbors. You would have no idea what Home would do if you did...

For the first week, neither of you slept. You both stayed at your house and as far away from Home as possible, just telling neighbors you were having a 'week-long sleepover.'

You would comfort each other, telling each other you were ok, and if one began to panic, the other would reassure. You were there for each other now more than ever.

Eventually, Wally returned to Home, fearing that if he was away for any longer, Home might do something sinister, but you always went with him. Some nights you would stay at home, others would be at your house.

No matter what, Home would never separate you two again. You both were going to make sure of it.

AUTHORS NOTE:

I tried to make it real good and angsty! I think I made it a bit too spooky though...what do you think?

You can also read all of my oneshots and other stories on my Wattpad! Please go check them out! Click me!

#wally darling x reader #wally darling x y/n #wally darling #welcome home #welcome home x reader #welcome home requests #oneshot

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strwberri-milk · 8 months

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hii! could you possibly do kaeya x reader where theyre exes but purposely try to make each other jealous (flirting/sleeping w other ppl) but they kinda both end up having sex (i feel like this is too specific sorry lol) 😭

i totally recommend you check out my little series on ao3 called amidst my memories bc its just. you and ex kaeya fucking but y’all get back together at the end :3 i haven’t really felt like writing smut so i’m not going to do it like super intensively BUT thankfully amidst my memory is just. porn with feelings

Unfortunately for the two of you you managed to retain a similar group of friends. All of your friends were mutual friends with the other which meant that you two saw each other pretty much constantly. It was also clear to everybody but yourselves but the two of you were nowhere near over the other person, trying to keep it low key to avoid annoying all of your friends, but struggling to actually do so with the way that the other person would always manage to be brought into the conversation if things got too quiet.

You both decided to stoop low pretty much immediately, trying to one up each other whenever you were in the same room. At this point your friends would just ignore the two of you as you “talked” to them - read: tried to brag about how someone hot hit on you or that you’re doing this really great thing that your ex wouldn’t let you do. It never mattered if it was true or not. As far as you were concerned all that mattered was that it pulled a reaction somehow.

One day Kaeya took it a step further, bringing a new date to a friendly outing with everyone. The tension in the air was palpable, so much so that his date came up with a weak excuse to leave as soon as they could. His friends pulled him aside to tell him what a stupid idea it was and your friends reassured you that he only did that to get on your nerves. You were fully aware that was true, but that didn’t stop you from fuming anyway, stopping him on his way out and demanding what he was trying to pull.

You ended up going back to his place, Kaeya citing that screaming at him in the middle of the street was probably not a good idea for anybody and your friends trying to convince you it wasn’t a good idea. The two of you broke up “mutually” supposedly, but neither of you actually wanted to leave. It was just a heat of the moment argument and nobody decided they wanted to admit they were wrong which lead you both here, making out against the wall of his bedroom as he desperately tried to grind your hips against his.

You can’t help the way you feel as his hands roam your body with a practised ease, heart fluttering at the thought that for whatever reason he still remembers everything you like. His lips dance across your skin as do his moans and you can’t help but return his enthusiasm with a harsh buck of your hips against him.

“Kaeya don’t-”

“I know what you’re going to say and I’m not going to tease you. It’s been too long for you since the last time we were together and I don’t want to hurt you.”

Tears slip from your eyes and you try desperately to wipe them away, not expecting the soft touch of his fingers against your cheek. He lets you rest your face in his palm before surging forward to kiss him hard, erasing any thoughts he might have had on his mind.

It takes him no time to have you laying on your back, thighs clenching tightly over his hips as he leans over your body and fucks you roughly. His eyes roam your body hungrily, hair tossed over his shoulder so prettily it takes your breath away. You wish you could stare at him more, burn this image into your brain but the way the head of his cock hits against that spot that makes you see stars paired with the practised motions of his hand over your sex make it impossible for you to focus.

His breath heaves in your ear and you can hear him muttering your name under his breath like a prayer as he bends over you, sliding your hips up to rest on his thighs so he can keep you where he wants you, trying to make you cum before him. He doesn’t have to try hard, your body already so wound up from the looks he was giving you all evening.

When you finally cum all over him he cums immediately afterwards, moaning loudly at the feeling of your hole clenching over him so tightly he can barely move. He doesn’t pull out until a few minutes afterwards, shuddering as he litters more kisses against your skin. Wordlessly he asks you to stay the night and you respond in kind, melting into his bedsheets and letting him pull you into his chest.

#genshin x reader #kaeya x reader #kaeya alberich x reader #genshin impact x reader #kaeya smut

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tvy0m1 · 1 month

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Got any demon school head cannons?

Although I have no idea what characters you want specifically (and I sadly am not gonna do the entire cast) I'm just gonna do the losers in my brain ! Edit: I'M SO SORRY I FORGOT ABOUT THIS LEMME GET BACK TO WORK!!!

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Agares-

I ❤️ my freckled sleepy baby!

Although he's a demon and like has claws, He doesn't like having sharp claws and usually bites them or files them down. Because he when he sleeps, he grips his hair or grabs his skin so he'll accidentally cut himself if he keeps them sharp and long.

He loves soft things, they help him sleep which is why he always has his cloud (Master I think?)

He usually goes Non-verbal sometimes. He's overstimulated 24/7

Bite he likes biting things (sometimes chews on Gaap or Master(?))

He likes Kikuo (or whatever the demon version is)

Agares also really likes Miracle Musical, Tally Hall, and Jack Stauber

REALLY GOOD LIAR! Like super good at it

He's tried to not cuss much, especially when he screamed shit at Gaaps house and Gaaps dad was all like 'ExCuSe Me?!?!???"

He's trans :3 uses He/him

He was aroace but now is questioning he may be gay and aroace flux

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Lied-

I also love my Lied💛💛💛

Surprisingly knows how to waltz and play the violin (also the guitar)

Also likes to bite people. He usually bites Asmodeus' or Sabros hands when he's having a breakdown

Really good at cutting his hair with safety scissors? He cut his hair (not just his bangs) once and Shakky was proud but told him he'd be grounded if he did it again

He got so used to being alone he's still getting used to being so busy

He gets cramps in his leg so really easily so that's why he uses his tail

He also listens to Kikuo but not as much as Agares, he mainly listens to Ricky Montgomery or Conan Gray. Agares' weird music taste concerns him-

HATES when people stand behind him- it just makes him really creeped out-

His fingers have a lot of scars on them because he styles his hair and sometimes (all the time) burns himself

Him and Elizabetta will randomly swap clothes. Like she'll just take off her shirt and throw it at Lied- he'll do the same

Another trans masc :3, he uses He/They

Another dude who went through the five stages of grief trying to figure out his sexuality. He's bisexual with a preference for women (but surprising no one he has a boyfriend Asmodeus-)

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Asmodeus x Lied Headcanons-

Look. If you think I'm not going to talk about these two YOU'RE wrong!

They're literally hot hands x cold hands and I love them for that

Asmodeus would beat anybody up who messed with Lied. Lied can't keep his emotions in if he gets messed with he'll cry - and Asmodeus will know immediately.

When Lied went into the haunted house Asmodeus had to run out of the booth just to calm him. Infact Asmodeus refused to do his thing and scare Lied cause he hates seeing him cry

Asmodeus crochets Lied hats

Lied once lost a keychain Asmodeus gave him and felt super bad (offered to pay Asmodrus back)

Lieds poor ass literally gifted Asmodeus a puppy on his birthday. If that ain't love then I don't know what is

Shakky pretends to not know about their relationship but she's been placing bets with Amaryllis on when they'll get married.

When Amaryllis found out about Asmodeus' binder she was kind of upset and made sure he didn't wear it anymore. Lied smuggles extra binders in his bag to give to Asmodeus

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Nafra Ampsey-

I love them... she's the girl ever and I adore her for that

She went to bath and body works with Ameri and Ronove. And Ronove dumped so many perfumes on her

Nafra is extremely sensitive to smell

She doesn't really like wearing dresses but she does sometimes

She likes baking, she bakes cupcakes for Ronove usually their strawberry flavored

If she could speak any human language it'd be French and Russian

She has a heavy accent but tries to hide it. It comes out when she gets mad or really emotional

When she cries she just says a ton of stuff in Russian. Ronove learned Russian so he'd understand what was happening

Her and Ronove are somewhat dating? She's not ready for a relationship but he's willing to wait

Bigender (She/He), Grey sexual, and bi

#mairimashita! iruma kun #Nafra Ampsey #Asmodeus Alice #Lied Shax #Asmolied #< ship tag #Or Shice #Shice #Agares picero #welcome to demon school iruma kun #Wtdsik #Mairuma #mairimashita iruma kun

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time-is-restored · 8 months

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oh shit i forgot here's another one, this time its an old neal caffrey analysis rant (this one fueled by insomnia, and written much earlier into my first watch of white collar - i think early season 3??):

im gonna be weird about white collar but the thing is so many people are weird about white collar in the wrong direction

like woobifying neal to hell and back or inventing whole new personalities for el or . i don’t even know how to describe what they do to peter

like the thing about neal is he Is a magpie he’s just a surprisingly loyal one, he flits from shiny thing to person to ideal, sure, but certain classes of ppl can fully hold his attention

peter holds his attention bc he is good as in skilled (it’s borderline canon that no one else can catch him, or even really come close), and extremely principled w a cunning streak which neal basically approaches as like. a puzzle box, bc like none of their principles line up so he’s curious how the apparent closed system rube goldberg machine of his morals work LOL

then it becomes a dedication through loyalty, in that peter sticks his neck out multiple times due to faith in neal, and neal is EXTREMELY weak to loyalty/consistency (gestures at the mess of his childhood)

and due to generally low self image (morals wise, he kind of thinks he sucks? like he’s competent and cool and charming and everything, but he also tends to consider himself a nuisance, w how he’s disruptive to ‘normal’ / ‘good’ people) that dedication can become disproportionate

we see through kate (and later, adler) that the easiest way to con neal/get him acting against his own self interest IS to cultivate that loyalty

there’s an easy archetype to it, even, in that u present him with a competent, smart individual (bonus points if they’re a conventionally attractive woman), but have her off limits in some way (uninterested, taken, stand off ish, whatever), activate his thief urge to ‘take’ what he wants, then when they are friends/partners whatever, his inadvertent guilt over like. corrupting/endangering this person/tricking them about who he ‘really’ is will loop around into VERY strong loyalty, and a commitment to being whatever they want him to be x2, bc he Cannot handle being left behind LMAO

peter simultaneously feeds into + challenges this framework, bc he clearly has the least biased opinion about who neal is, even though he’s still wrong about a lot of things. and beyond that, he REALLY likes neal, thinks he’s interesting and funny, but at the start of the show can’t deal with even 0.01% of his chaotic neutral methods

WHICH IN TURN!! actually breaks through some of Neal’s shit bc:

peter picked him out of prison before neal had changed at all

he essentially sees his role, from as early as ep 1, as tactically breaking the law where peter can’t/won’t, in ways that help them close the case faster

after peter (more or less) gives a thumbs up the first time he does this, neals puzzle box brain goes ‘oh?? morally grey bestie??? CRIME BESTIE????’ and now he’s trying to ‘solve’ peter’s moral code

this is actually almost in complete opposition to elizabeth, who is compete open and clear about her affection and friendship w him basically since they meet, and apparently has no prerequisites for it. which, again, pointing to the low self esteem, triggers the ‘oh god what have i done to deserve this i haven’t even CONNED her yet’ so he’s low key more invested in + comitted to elizabeth in a specific. 'i want to be on good terms w this person' targeted way than he initially was w peter (since their mutual obsession manifests so fucking frequently as 'what, you're gonna hit me? you're gonna hit me with that big bat? better make it hurt. better kill me in one shot!' style antagonism)

HENCE the constant check ins w their relationship, reminding peter about anniversaries and dinner times etc, though that’s also due to a general fascination he has w stability + permanence

we learn in s2 he was seriously considering proposing to kate, and that he genuinely wanted to take the ‘true love’ way out of the conman life, even though he wasn’t quite sure whether it would stick, hence we see a lot in s2 his fascination w peter + els marriage, along with june (crime aunty <3)‘s relationship w her passed husband

a lot of his dedication to peter circa s2 is, by my reckoning, explicitly because peter is so determined to stick with Neal, and doesn’t give up on him/their deal even when it would be entirely reasonable (neal admits to crimes, gets put back in prison, constantly breaks rules and goes looking for kate) which is like. neal HATES being trapped, but he also REALLY values consistency + competency

hence the complexes, y'know?

#wc #white collar #can you tell im procrastinating uni work. im gonna get a functional draft of this assignment done and then i'll reward myself by posting my #inconsolable wailing circa elizabeth's kidnapped arc

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s3rena-gal · 2 months

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Hi Nestlings,

How are you today? 🩷 past week has been a roller coaster but things are starting to calm down, it looks like.

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Today, I’m taking a break from mood boards, and instead gonna talk about me. More specifically, my autism and how it affects the gal lifestyle for me, as April has begun (aka, autism month). With this in mind, I would like to share some of my experiences as an autistic gal, and what the community can do better for us ❤️♾️

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Ableism

I have dealt with my fair share of this as an autistic gal. Most of the time people come from a well meaning place, while others are just ignorant.

In this section of this post, I will provide some autism/ND alternatives to ableist things i have experienced in the gaijin gal community. (Wrong will be red, correct will be green)

“You are not a real gyaru if you don’t wear lashes, wigs, lots of makeup or many accessories.” VS. “Not everyone can handle wearing false lashes, a wig, accessories, or lots of makeup, as it can be overstimulating. While gyaru does have some rules, it is a lifestyle at the end of the day. People can adapt it to their own personal needs if they so choose.”

The organizers of a gal meet don’t have a backup plan for when something in the original plan falls thru, so they just hang around, leaving you anxious and overwhelmed. VS. if you know the organizers well enough, (i did not lol) you could let them know next time to have a plan B. Try to go with someone you know and trust, so you can endure the uncertainty together. (I tried my best w this one, I’m sorry if it sucks alskls)

Your accessories are bothering you; they’re so overstimulating! VS. I keep a lil baggie in my purse for my accessories so I can take them off throughout the day as I get overstimulated! It really helps a lot!

“In person gal meets are just way too loud and so exhausting!” VS. Look for a virtual meet! Join a gyaru discord server and ask to host one there! Or make your own! My galsa will be hosting virtual meets, keeping the former in mind! (Also it’s international lol)

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I hoped this helped you! If not, I hoped you learned something. Being autistic and adjusting to your needs does not make you any less of a gyaru 🩷🩷

Our brains our wired differently, and I think that’s pretty neat!!

Stay sexy, every-gal!!

Xxx,

-Serena

#alt fashion #gyaru #gyaru blog #jfashion #serena songbird #ギャル #girlblog #girlblogging #autism #actually autistic #autism awareness #autism things #autism acceptance #neurodiversity #neurodivergent

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thewickedbohemian · 5 months

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Thoughts on what was ACTUALLY the Found mid-season finale (last episode really felt like it)

Whether or not you think there's anything romantic between Sir and Gabi (I don't, I think in her mind there's just anger and in his he sees it as more (pardon my reference to a paranormal show for a realistic-fiction one) a Giles/Buffy sort of thing), the narrative sure likes to either play chicken with it or try to have it both ways (as yeah there was all the more mentor/father-figure-y implications but the bit with the notebook heart was readable as him thinking she had feelings for him)

Speaking of romantic imagery surrounding them regardless of the romantic relationship, between her background and brains, the connection he feels, and him luring her in with a library full of classics, does Sir think this is Beauty And The Beast or something?

(not fully just because of the specific tactic the therapist was trying) Margaret at the therapist giving me mad Diana Goodman from Next To Normal energy

Especially since we know there will be a S2 where does the narrative go from here given the cliffhanger, y'know, how is her call not going to mean what we think or how is the formula going to change in a way that makes this more than just "a normal procedural with a case theme"

If come S2 Sir is still a major player (and I feel like he has to be not just because of setup but because there's things about the past we haven't seen in flashbacks like it's barely touched on Lacey even though presumably she was still there for a significant amount of time) I want the S2 trailers to have as their background music some kind of creepy (music-box, minor-key, or slowed-down-in-the-same-way-as-Lana-Del-Rey's-Once-Upon-A-Dream-cover as long as it has lyrics) cover of "To Sir With Love" by Lulu

Despite last episode feeling like a mid-season-finale case this one still did in a different way as everyone (even including Sir if he unofficially counts) had some way to be emotionally connected and/or was doing some serious grade-A projecting of their own perspective onto some player in the case

It's not just the flashbacks but I feel like even the present-day narrative apart from episode 2 and the end of last episode (and therefore kind of the fandom) has kind of glossed over Lacey and no wonder people on one of the subs were comparing her to those interchangeable Law & Order SVU DA ladies or w/e that seemingly narratively exist solely to tell Olivia what she's doing is wrong and get shot down by her when the narrative though acknowledging Lacey does have trauma just kinda lets everyone else bounce theirs off her

Regardless of if Sir has any mental illness/neurodivergence (as despite what my mom thinks I doubt it's all just childhood trauma underlying why his mind goes those places), dude's metaphorically got no theory of mind. It's not just in the flashbacks with how he assumes connection not in evidence from his and Gabi's shared intellect and tragic/chaotic background (and btw if any weird mental crap he has explains his fixation I think it's less anything that could have a romantic/sexual component and more a BPD-esque favorite person thing and that's the way she took the place of the woman he met as a kid in his mind) but even when he's attempting to help her with her investigations he has a tendency to assume things about the mind or character of victims or suspects based on his experience (either of his own mind or how he views the world)

#found nbc

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george228732 · 10 months

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Fylass In Wonderland -Chapter One- Bloom and Gloom

Who knows how much time has passed ever since Fylass hit the floor and passed out, maybe minutes? Hours? Days? Who is to tell? Although it seems that Fylass didn’t have scratches, brain damage, or nothing like that. Fylass finally was able to open their eyes, to see the scenery around them. Everything was a blurry mess, with lots of trees, flowers, and grass, with the blue sky barely being visible. Was there even a sky in the first place?

"Urrgh… What…? Where am… I? What… even happened…?" Fylass said as they sloppily tried to get up from the grassy floor below them, and after focusing more on the area, they found their gardening shears, stuck on the grass near them.

"Eh…? Oh, right! I… fell? What is this place, now that I think about it?" The penguin walked towards the shears to pick them up, and to try and recollect their memories of the event with more ease. The shears were firmly stuck on the grass, but after some struggle, Fylass got them out of it. "Here you go…" They said as they removed the dirt from the shears to keep them clear, until… "Wait… what?" Fylass could see their reflection, and they saw a penguin with eyes with the shape of clubs, a little top hat on their head, a light blue suit resembling of ones of the 19th century, and a yellow bowtie aswell.

Fylass immediately backed down, and dropped the shears on the ground due to the shock. "W-What?! What is this?! What happened to me?!" They entered in panic, and even more so when they found the same jewel of the brooch embedded onto their left hand. Their heart was racing fast, but in the end, they decided to calm down, since they knew that the panic wouldn't get anywhere.

"Okay, Fylass, think. You’re lost in a place you don’t know, with my clothes completely replaced, with these eyes, and this gem that is fused with my hand… great." Fylass said as they tried to find a way out of this odd place, and they saw a path, leading towards the depths of the forest. "...You have to be kidding me…" They knew what to do, yet they didn’t want to. "Is this really the only way out? Do I even know if that could be a way out?" They thought. "...Well, maybe there’s someone out there that could help me, Popstar is filled to the brim with nice people, I am sure that they could help me with this." Fylass said as they slowly went towards the only visible path around. Although, there was that slight bit of doubt in their head, that this was Popstar in the first place. I mean, it HAS to be Popstar, obviously, but, Fylass didn’t remember this area of it; they could’ve sworn that they’ve visited every place of this place that became their homeland, so, why was this area so unfamiliar to them…?

Fylass walked slowly on the path, with the trees and vegetation of this deep dark forest making the area really uncanny, this vegetation was so odd, magical even, and yet, Fylass could feel the dread in the air. "...Why am I so scared? This place seems pretty peaceful… And yet, I feel that something is wrong… So wrong…" Funnily enough, something actually happened as Fylass said those words. Singing.

"Huh? Somebody there?" Fylass was nervous, trying to see where the singing was coming from, and after some hearing, Fylass could conclude that the sound was coming from above, more specifically, one of the trees close to them, and when Fylass looked above, they saw her; their good friend Selene, although… something was odd about her.

She seemed fluffier, with her goggles being slightly different, and with closer inspection, she seemed more like a cat, than a moth, with tail and everything!

Upon looking at her, Fylass was seen by her as well, and her expression changed from a bored face, with a face of shock, and right after, a mischievous excitement. "...Do my eyes deceive me? At last! It’s the one and only Club!" Selene said as she got down from the tree that she was on to.

"Selene! Void, I am glad to see you here! And… you look different." Fylass said as they laughed with nervousness. They were glad to see someone they know here, but something was odd about this… "My, my! You look dandy, y’know? Although, I expected someone taller, heehee. Beggars can’t be choosers though, so, welcome!" Selene said with that mischievous tone still in her voice. "U-Uh… Selene, are you okay?" Fylass asked with a bit more of concern for her.

"And you know my name too? Ha, of course you do! I would prefer you to call me Cheshire Selene though, but hey, that is close!" She snickered right after saying those words. "...Selene, this isn’t funny. Could you please tell me what is going on? And where are we?"

Selene seemed weirded out. "You don’t know what this place is? I see! I would say that you’re not the sharpest tool on the shed, but you don’t seem old enough to get it, haha. Woe is me!"

"...Excuse me?" Fylass asked with concern, and maybe some annoyance.

"You are in Wonderland, Club! Does that ring any bells now? Or do I need to be less of a questionable poet? We’ve been waiting centuries for you! That queen has surely been a plague these days." Selene said with a snarky tone.

"...Wonderland? Queen? Waiting for me for centuries?! We know each other, Selene, what do you mean?! Also, where is Wisp? I saw him talking with another person, and he had weird clothes, rabbit ears, and he could speak too!"

"...Pfft. You mean the White Rabbit? Quite an ironic name for someone like him, if you ask me. The assistant of the queen is very shy and anxious though, so I am surprised that you know his name… Oh well! You are the Club after all, so, I guess it does make some sort of sense! Aren’t you… somewhat clever?" Selene said, as she walked in circles, with Fylass in the middle.

"...You know where the exit is at least?" Fylass requested to their friend, or at least, the one that they thought was their friend.

"The exit? The exit is in your head, Club! I would recommend you going forward though. The queen has surely realized your presence already, and she is… probably mad, but hey! You should know that already, right?" Selene said to Fylass, and the latter was too confused to talk back.

"Just go forward, and you surely will find your path to the light, buddy!" Said as she pointed forward. "I’ll just warn you about something though, don’t trust… mostly everyone in here. This place might be called Wonderland, but everyone in here is surely anything but Wonderful! If I was like that though, you would already be stained glass at the queen’s Card Castle, so, feel free to not run away with me or my other two partners, Club! We aren’t THAT mischievous. Also, where’s your hat?"

Fylass was confused, and suddenly realized that their top hat was gone. "Hey! Give it back!" Fylass demanded.

"Alright, alright, here you go." Selene dropped the hat right next to the penguin. "You must be really careful in this land of madness, Club! Not all of us are going to be as kindhearted! Heehee! See ya!" Selene said as she left the area, going towards the darkness of the forest.

"..." Fylass didn’t know what to say. What is this place again? Why is everything so odd? And it seems that this place isn’t even Popstar…

Fylass grabbed the hat, and placed it above their head, right in the position it was before, and looked at their hand with the embedded jewel on it. "...If this is not Popstar then… I’ll find my way out." They said as they grabbed their Gardening Shears, and kept following the path, but wait… there’s someone in the distance… A doll, tangled around vines with sharp thorns…

"...Dolly?"

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#fylass in wonderland

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synthshenanigans · 10 months

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Really Stupid Theory Idea:

(Ive totally definitely cracked the code)

Thinking about this bit from TSE

Soul says the brain is what split them up in the first place (i doubt hes talking about Mind). Going into "Someone help me understand what's going on behind my eyes. Doctor I can't tell if I'm not me" shows how much his sense of identity has been jumbled up since the "brain" is split into three he doesn't know whats happening in his head nor what hes supposed to be. The beginning half of Cacophony has Heart & Mind fighting over Soul/who should control him/take his place, not even trying to view him a person or having his own identity. Especially with Storm & a Spring, Mind saying "A Soul so deep, and dark, and eternally cold and an oath, formed from us both that it would stay whole" saying that THEY are in charge of Soul and are the ones keeping him Whole. So by the time Soul has his song he's 1. Trying to keep the other two from tryin to kill the other again/stop their arguing and 2. Trying to figure out who he and what hes supposed to be. And since in the end of TSE Heart & Mind are still fighting and has no idea what hes supposed to be, he gives up and views tridental regicide as the answer. Its only till Heart & Mind attempt to see the others viewpoint that he can make his own viewpoints about himself and his identity.

Where am I going with this? Well its obvious

(im not going anywhere with this I just wanted to rant about Soul and I made a stupid theory out of it)

I was always confused why Soul looked like this

But also this

Like whys he half colored in Light but other times hes not?

Speaking of Night&Light, who tf is thie fella??

Are you Whole? Are you Soul? Well ladies, gentlemen and the technicolor rainbow in between the answer to that is Yes but also No

That shadowy figure is totally definitely

Soul 2

Now you may say "KJ, soul 2 isnt real, it was just the way CJ was mixing his music/lyrics and he just forgot to fix it"

And I say stfu you're WRONG and im gonna TELL you why you're wrong.

(All lyrics im getting from are specifically from CJ's videos that indicate who says what)

As i said before the line from TSE in the forst photo up top says Soul can't understand whats going on behind his eyes/in is brain/head. He also says this line:

"Open your window look out and see them. Tines stabbed through eyes that the sides have condemned"

While this lyric is usually used for how heart went blind theories, its odd that it says "The Sides have Condemned" the sides being Heart & Mind. And as we know by the lyrics " Heart Mind Slay Soul" and "Fathers of fathers, I know that I'm vile. Let's see how long it takes to murder me. Neither is wrong, yet neither is right. Condemn him to the infirmary" Soul uses their own lines against them and knows how their fighting is a threat himself (also shown by the lyric in Dream). He tries to show that neither side is Good or Evil (the thing they only come to terms with in VoaC) but the very thought of working together and seeing the others side, is said that the person deserves to be Condemned. Which is exactly what the line from Night. A person with another perspective (from the window), and the sides (Heart & Mind) condemn that idea.

However the lyric in Light "Open the window, look out and see me, that sad, sulking mess, this human you're being" is said by the black shadowy character. But thought Soul was in the window? Unless the Shadowy Guy

IS THAT DARKER HALF OF SOUL

Is that idea dumb? Probably BUT you have lyrics like in Two Wuv "The person you see is a dark divided man". Divided can mean both Heart & Mind but also the fact that Soul is divided into 2 colors. But thats up to interpretation you say, well what about the fact that this line from Night (that have {} which are indications of when Soul is singing)

ARE SAID BY THE SHADOW MAN AND NOT SOUL.

Along with this, Soul & Shadow Pal can both say Me when talking about themselves specifically. But when trying to say Me as in all together/Whole, they glitch out and cant say it. Because neither of them are Whole. But are technically the same person/entity

(Two Wuv is also the song where you can point out the parts when which half of Soul is singing. Depending if talking about the point of Cacophony/HMS or the perspective of Whole/Soul 2 when writing about/making the songs themselves. However i dont have enough room for that atm so thatll have to be a separate post (if i make it lol) )

The ending of Light has all of them singing together while physically being overlayed as well.

But you have this one at the final chorus

You see Heart & Mind with the lighter split of Soul together but ALSO the Shadowy Man/the dark half of Soul. You can tell by the fact that none of them are holding a microphone but Shadow Bro is.

Now this has all probably been sad before (i cant remember if anyone did a theory for this honestly i have a bad memory)

But im going further.

So much stupidly further that im claiming these lines in The Whole World And You

Are not mind & heart singing but instead soul & the other half

But maybe technically are?

At that time, the () & [] werent indicating whether Heart & Mind were singing. They were just spitting up the duet lyrics to be more readable.

Yes, the Mind voice is there but the lyrics are more talking about having to be Whole again. Soul & Other One are talking about how them two split and eventually become Whole again. "I hope you're happy now ive merged dark and light" is especially talking about how dark & light/heart & mind are now together again. So the person singing isnt either of them. It sounds more of Whole talking to himself about being split and coming back together again. But the voices still sound like Heart & Mind as well as the lyric colors in the video being black & white (but spining into the opposite colors). Unless,

And this is quite stupid so much so that i dont rlly believe it and wont accept as canon when drawing them

But, at least at that point, the halves of Soul ARE Heart & Mind.

In a way at least. Soul is also his own person/self as well shown by how he talks in TSE & Two Wuv. But he also has lines like "I can feel them stew" in Night or "I won't hesitate to kill my Heart & Mind. I will abdicate these deviants sat inside" or the entire 2nd verse in Two Wuv. Its why he's called the vessel as well, Whole spilts into Heart & Mind leaving Wholes Identity & Self behind. Soul IS his own self (being Wholes identity) but also your emotional & logistical side are apart of your identity as well. Which is why the combined photos in the end of Light are at first split color soul are each halves/are on the sides of Heart & Mind, but also one of all 4 of them being overlayes together with the halves of Soul as full bodies. (Also goes into to the fact CJs original name for Soul was Body a bit as well) . Also why the album cover is Heart & Mind as 2 halves with Soul as the Mask & Whole being the hand that holds it (shown by the nailpolish colors)

Okay im done i originally just wanted to rant about Soul & Two Wuv cos i relate to them a lot. But i had a silly idea and wanted to type it out.

So in an incomprehensible conclusion, there might be 2 Souls/2 halfs of Soul (one of them might sorta be Whole) but they also might be Heart & Mind finally agreeing with the other.

Or something idk im tired and i find this HILARIOUS so im posting it hi

#writing this when my brain isnt properly working so ignore any spelling mistakes or incomplete thoughts #also if anything is contradictory to what CJ said in the QnA #shush hes wrong/j #chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium

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leclerced · 4 months

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Ohhh okay so we’re talking real vampire au. I love it tbh. Charles for sure is super old but just loves humans and Max is perfect for being old and grumpy in a godly body hahaha

Poor Oscar is terrified when he learns what he’s become and the stories aren’t only that-fiction made by someone’s imagination. He’d try and starve himself but learns it’s not that simple when you’re a vampire and finally he stumbles onto Charles who immediately knows what’s going on cause he’s seen things like this more than once in his life. He’d be the first of his bloodline so he’d have to learn about the specifications of his powers. Oh damn him meeting Lando whose specialty is seduction and generally making people do what he wants. Can def see a love story here with Oscar being insecure because he doesn’t know if it’s real or just Lando’s powers meddling with his brain.

With them still being drivers I can totally see it too! Like maybe there is one or two super old that decided they are getting bored in their too long of a life so why not hop into f1 car. But then someone getting turned accidentally and having so much troubles because of it. Maybe it does help a little but…(here’s how I’d imagine the vampire thingy to work lol). When you’re a new vampire it’s not like you have all of your heightened senses all figured out just like that and the bits of additional strength are not settled in (?) so whoever would get turned would struggle so much through the first ad second race. Then he’d get used to it and start using it so that’s why suddenly he’s better after actually being the worse for the past weeks. Maybe after one race the hunger for blood would be so bad that he’d attack his teammate? Or the older ones without knowing they’re also vampires ofc and it would be pure comedy with them finding out in that way. Like suddenly they have fangs in their neck and someone’s trying to feed on their almost nonexistent blood n they have this debate whether it’s just weird or uncomfortable or enjoyable??? Either way they don’t know why people are letting them do this haha

Oh god it’s so long probably deserves “read more” right after the first sentence hahaha

yes real vampire au !! my fav vampire stuff is like buffy, cirque du freak, lost boys. that's more what i would draw inspo from. im forgetting some but those are more my vibe than like. tvd or twilight. i like tvd but i like it for the same reason i like teen wolf, y'know?

oscar’s slowly drying out or is extremely sick (what happens to vamps that don’t drink blood?) because he doesn’t want to hurt anyone. charles stumbles upon him and immediately knows what’s wrong with him and takes him home, gives him a few blood bags and asks who turned him. oscar’s got no clue, he woke up one morning in pain and in a room he didn’t recognize surrounded by dead bodies. can imagine he’d want to stay inside and avoid humans because he’s terrified he’ll rip into someone’s throat. charles would introduce him to other vampires, and they’d help him understand what he’s going through, maybe telling him about how they were turned. they’d get him to go out and start living again, promising they’d stop him before he could hurt anyone.

lando being super seductive !! i think vampires sharing blood is very intimate but i can imagine lando shares his blood with oscar and oscar assumes he shares w everyone because of it but then oscar finds out he’s doesn’t and lando’s just like “well you won’t bite a human to feed and it’s better fresh. it’s not my fault you’re a big baby.” and totally makes it out to be like he’s doing oscar a favor by letting him feed from him

in a possible racer vamp au, i can definitely see them attacking a teammate after a race, when they can hear their blood pumping and can see the veins in their neck throbbing. im thinking about landoscar and oscar becoming a vampire midway through his rookie season. he manages well enough getting blood from people in the middle of the night and healing them with a bit of his own blood before he returns to his hotel room and pretends he didn’t go out for a late night snack. he’s so careful not to take too much. one day he can’t control himself after a really good race, he didn’t feed the night before and now all he can think about is blood. how it’s pumping through everyone who gives him a congratulatory hug or even passes by, he can’t help but think about sinking his teeth in them. he had a good race so he’s on the cameras giving tight lipped smiles, forcing his fangs to retract during interviews and the debriefs. stumbling upon lando back at the hotel when he’s debating calling room service and snacking on whoever brings his food, but suddenly his teammate looks really good. goes a little blood crazy and bites lando before he remembers who he’s biting, then starts panicking and giving lando his blood to heal him. drags him to his room and is pacing around while lando slumps on the couch.

i think it’s fun when vampire venom makes it’s victims feel euphoric so they’re not scared, so lando’s just like “hey that felt really good do it again.” while oscar tries to figure out if mind control is a vampire ability or if that’s just in movies, hoping he can make him forget this ever happened because it never should have!!

it’s very funny to think about two vampires on the grid and not knowing the other is one! max and charles being old vampires who are bored and decide to see what humans are up to lately, find out about formula one and think it would be funny to race. then one day they catch another driver drinking from someone at a race, like in a back hallway or bathroom, and just being like, “jesus you’re so stupid. don’t do that here! what is wrong with you? who raised you?” and then teaching them vampire etiquette!

i like when vampires have blood and they can feed from each other but its an intimate thing, so only done with someone you’re bonded to, or not really sustainable because it’s not human blood. they could get by but they’re weaker. and i swear there’s one vampire book i read where when they drink from each other they see each other’s memories or something weird like that. they get bitten by a newbie vampire and are like “hey! what the fuck? not cool man!! only my friends can do that.” the newbie is confused why they’re fighting back and why they taste so different than others they’ve fed from

also the drama of a vampire driver getting in a crash and coming out unscathed? just like aha yeah nbd! just got really lucky! haha! stop looking at me. they def have tests done on them (at least random piss tests for drugs, no?) so would he have to mind control ppl to fake the tests ?? how would it work

#ask #lifeboredme #vampires

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strawbearytae · 2 years

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bad faith📎

“popular”! jungkook x underclassman! reader

genre: angst + hurt/comfort

synopsis: after stumbling out of your apartment when Miya broke the news about Jungkook’s return, you come across a familiar figure at the convenience store.

series: part of my papercuts smau

You walked aimlessly around in your pajamas and crocs, trying to process the revelation that Miya had quite literally dumped on you.

You weren’t running away, at least you didn’t think so, you just needed time to think. It wasn’t as if you hated Jungkook… but the news that he was in the same campus, the fact that you could potentially see him again?

That was hard to stomach.

You didn’t hate him.

But that didn’t mean that you had to be okay with meeting him… right?

It had been your fault. Partially. Kind of. If you hadn’t messaged him in the first place and did better research about his relationship with Miya… Maybe everything would’ve been… okay? You didn’t regret your decision, not really. You wouldn’t have been able to find solace in Miya nor developed the friendship that you had with your messy roommate if you hadn’t completely wrecked her relationship (though she assured you that you didn’t, you knew it was still partially true); you didn’t regret it. Really. Yet you still wonder at times like this how things would’ve been, how you would be if you hadn’t developed feelings for Jungkook.

You felt a surplus of emotions rise in throat that you had to fight to swallow down as you continued to walk. Comments, insults and insecurities that seemed to lie dormant for the last few months rose again with hellfire. Insults about your intellect, your weight, your body, your mind… everything seemed to add to the dark cloud that loomed over your every step.

You sighed as you surveyed your surroundings, it was the convenience store beside your university. Might as well buy a soju or something to ease your nerves (logically you knew it would do the opposite but currently you really didn’t give a fuck).

You brain continued to go into detail about every single feature of yours that made you even remotely inadequate: the little sac below your stomach that wouldn’t go away no matter how much you worked out (of course it wouldn’t, that was your freakin uterus), the hair on your head that never wanted to cooperate, the shape of your nose, etc, etc.

And by the time you had chugged the rest of the soju you had been nursing and had your mask back on, you were thinking of Jungkook.

That motherfucker seemed to refuse to exit your brain.

You missed how you felt with him.

And sometimes you missed him.

Maybe it was the alcohol.

It was an odd feeling, to dislike and love someone at the same time so intensely. You loved the moments, the feelings and sometimes him… But it was always laced with questions. Did he think I was ugly when I snorted while laughing? Is that why he broke up with me? Was it how I ate? Was it my looks? My personality?

Break-ups without specific reasons were the worst.

You let out a loud sigh as heard a small “fuck” from your left. You looked over to the next table to see a lump of black fabric that loosely resembled a guy slumped over. He suddenly sat up and sniffled before checking his phone, whatever notification he got made him groan and slump down on his chair again.

“Jaegguk?” Your question seemed more like a statement.

His doe eyes widened, “Sunny?”

———

“Are you drunk?” You looked over at Jaegguk’s flushed face on the bench next to you.

He held up the hangover medicine that he had finished, “Was. Wish I was though.”

“Guess today sucked for both of us.” You slightly slurred.

“What happened to you?”

“My ex came back.” You shrugged not knowing that the very ex you were talking about was right next to you.

Jaegguk’s eyebrows wrinkled, “The douche?”

You nodded, “Apparently he transferred to our school.”

Jaegguk laughed, “Well your bad day beats mine.”

You couldn’t help but survey his puffy eyes (which did not seem like it was from the alcohol), “What’s wrong with you?”

“I deleted my twitter.” He shrugged.

“You wish you were drunk because you deleted your twitter?” You tried to raise an eyebrow at the statement but your drunken haze left you unable to.

“No…” He looked away as if he was contemplating even answering the question.

“You don’t have to answer. Not if it’s personal.”

“I know.”

You don’t know why made the simple two words made you blush slightly. How often did you say that he already knew it was part of the equation?

Jaegguk didn’t make any move that indicated that he noticed and stood up, “Want to take a walk?”

“Okay.” ———

The cool October air was proving to wake you out of your drunken state as you and Jaegguk continued to chat. Topics jumped repeatedly, starting at with your assignments to his guitar to your respective interests in high school to, eventually, your failed relationships. Jaegguk listened patiently as you explained the situation you had found yourself stuck in with Jungkook. Of course, you didn’t go into deep detail of him… just the way he had made you feel: insignificant, worthless, disposable…

“Sorry.” You muttered by the end of your story, rubbing your eyes away of your tears, “I don’t know why I’m getting so emotional.”

Jaegguk did not respond and simply leaned down while hesitantly bringing his fingertips to the edge of your mask, “Listen Sunny: You are worth so much more than the words of an 18-year-old frat boy.” His thumb grazed your cheek, you could feel it through your mask, “You are and always will be mesmerizing.” He murmured before slowly wrapping his hand around your head, bringing you close, “Don’t forget that.”

They were simple words and at the most, generic. However, coming from his lips they felt like a dose of cold water on the grueling sun that was your mind. They felt fresh and comforting.

You let yourself bury yourself in his chest, “He was the reason I started going to the gym, you know? I felt ugly. I didn’t feel like I was enough.” You felt him visibly tense against you, “but.” You pushed yourself slightly off him so he could meet your eyes, “Not anymore. Not now. Now I’m going for me.”

Your gaze went down to his sneakers before meeting his eyes again, “I’m starting to be slowly okay with who I am, maybe at one point I’ll love her again.” You thought wistfully again to the naïve 17-year-old girl that had giggled over Jungkook’s texts, “I think she deserves that. I think I deserve that.”

Jaegguk didn’t answer, he just pulled you towards him again before burying his masked face into your hair. ———

“It’s late.” Your teeth chattered, damn you for only slipping out with your pajamas in the middle of October.

Jaegguk stared at your shivering form before chuckling, “And cold too apparently.” He pulled off his black hoodie, leaving him in short-sleeved white t-shirt. You couldn’t help but stare impressively at his tattoos when you handed it to you, “Wear it.”

“You’ll be cold too.” You whined.

He rolled his eyes, “I’m not the one who’s shivering right now, love.”

Ignoring the pet name that slipped out of his lips that was very much affecting you, you begrudgingly accepted his hoodie. Yet, you were still shivering.

“How far is your apartment from here?”

Jaegguk asked, noticing your still chattering teeth.

You looked around to see the bar you and your gang frequented, “A-about 30 minutes I think?”

Jaegguk sucked in a breath before checking his phone, “There’s no uber that’s available in the area… you’d still have to wait at least 20 minutes for one to get here.”

“S-shit.” Jaegguk tried to hide his amusement at your simple reaction but ultimately failed.

He looked around the neighborhood again, “My apartment… I share it with one of my friends.” He shifted weight from foot to foot, “It’s about 3 minutes away. If you run.”

“Fucking hell, let’s go!”

Jaegguk made no move, “You’re wearing crocs.”

You looked down, indeed you were, “Oh, I can still run-“

Jaegguk rolled his eyes before he picked you up causing you to let out a startled yelp, “You must be an idiot if you think I’d let you break your ankle at 2 am.”

And with that Jaegguk ran to his apartment, carrying you bridal style in his arms. ———

“Do you feel a little better?” Jungkook asked piling on another weighted blanket on you on his sofa.

You let out an exasperated sigh, fishing your mask from the sea of cloth before pulling in back on, “If you give me another blanket, I’ll be flat as a panini.”

Jungkook froze before breaking a smile, “Glad to see you feel okay enough to make jokes again.”

You smiled before leaning back into the couch with Jungkook joining you. You snuggled to his side, claiming that he was warm when in reality skin was ice cold and in dire need of weighted blankets more than you did.

“Feel better?” He craned his head to look toward you, resting your head on his shoulder.

You could smell him even through the mask. “Yes.”

The moment was broken by the continuous dings of his phone on the table. Jungkook didn’t even spare a glance at the influx of messages that he seemed to receive. But you were able to see some. Scum. Go die. Fuck you. Manwhore.

Your face flushed red, itching to grab his phone and go off at the malicious texters, “You can get it-“

“No.” Jungkook shook his head, “I know who it’s from. I’ll deal with it in the morning.”

“Okay.” You didn’t ask any further questions though you were dying to ask them or at least give the messengers a piece of your mind. Jungkook seemed to know the look in your eyes, “It’s my roommate. Well… some of them.

He kinda…” he bit his lower lip through his mask, “He accidentally kind of exposed me.”

You blinked, “Come again?”

Jungkook laughed, “Wait no… not like that…” He shook his head lightly, “Well, I’m not really in touch with most my high school classmates. My roommate is… he was a year ahead of me, so they don’t really have much of a problem with me… but with me…”

“They have a problem with you?” You quipped a brow.

Jungkook’s hesitation seemed to be an answer enough.

“Why?” You pressed.

“Because… Because.” He flexed his tattooed fingers, “I deserve it.”

You didn’t make a movement, you just stared at him. Trying to figure out what in the world the sweet man in front of you did that made his whole graduating class seem to be after him.

“I cheated, remember.” He said almost bitterly, “No one likes a cheater.” He shrugged, “I deserve it, really. It’s not that bad. It was worse at first.”

“How.” You demanded, “How is this better?” You motioned to the phone that continued to ding with hateful messages.

Jungkook shrugged as if you just asked him about the weather, “I mean I lost my scholarship after I got kicked off the soccer team…”

“What?!”

Jungkook looked away, “It was a long time ago… it doesn’t matter now.”

“You think you cheating as a stupid 18-year-old justifies you being cyberbullied after 3 years and losing a scholarship?!” You wanted to simultaneously slap some sense into the man in front of you and hug him.

Jungkook didn’t answer. He didn’t know if it justified it. He frankly didn’t care. Not really. Not anymore. His life was fucked up, he knew that, but he still felt guilty. He could never make right what he did to Miya, what he did to you. Taking the unfair punishments from others was a sort of payment in his mind to atone for his sins.

“I deserve it.” He muttered, trying to convince himself more than trying to convince you. Because he knew that the moment he realized how truly fucked up the situation was, the more devastated he would be. It seemed easier to blame himself for someone else’s malice than believe that they truly hated him.

If it was his fault he could continue on in his journey of self-loathing and delusion that the abuse he was facing was well-deserved. If he finally broke that… he would be faced with the fact that he was hated, and the hate was receiving was unjustified. It scared him.

“Do you remember when you asked me why I like Dramione?”

He slightly cocked his head to the side, “Yes?” It was almost like a question.

You didn’t look at him, you seemed lost in your own thoughts, “Even though Draco’s a bigoted, superficial, pompous and probably racist bully?”

“…Yes?”

You crossed your arms, “I like Draco Malfoy because from an author and reader’s perspective, he has so much potential.” Jungkook took a second to process your words, “Think about it, he’s a from an elite and very ancient bloodline with a questionable upbringing. Highly intelligent. Probably musically talented and very dedicated seeing how he created a wholeass chant for his housemates to sing just to piss off Ron. He was brought into a war as a child like everyone else, a pawn for two older men to use to their own disposal while watching his own parents fear for their lives in their own home. He bullied a girl just because of her background and called her slurs when in fact the Rowling confirmed that he only bullied her because he had a crush on her.” You shifted your gaze at him, “Problematic?”

Jungkook nodded, “Yes.”

You leaned forward to straighten your back, “So for this pompous, problematic, rich boy to ever become a likable male lead or at least someone worth writing about… he has to change. Somewhat.”

You continued, “He has to find the error in his original way of thinking and attempt to make amends. He has to humble himself to a level in which he realizes that blood purity means nothing. That he was wrong. For him to become in anyway a suitable candidate for Hermione Granger, he has to learn.” Your voice seemed to rise, “He has to pay for his crimes.”

Jungkook let out a shuddered breath.

“But.” You softened, “He also has to learn that he can’t change the past. The girl he loved would be the girl who was tortured in his home when he could do nothing but watch. He has to learn that nothing he could ever do could change that moment and he has to learn to live with it. And to still let himself love her and let her love him even though they both know exactly what happened that night.”

You finally looked at Jungkook, “I drew fanart for an unpopular and highly controversial couple because I think everyone deserves a second chance. He is horrible, prideful and a conceited bully, but he is still insightful, intelligent, cunning and loyal. As long as he is able to learn from his past and never commit anything like that again. As long as he strives to do everything in his power to make amends, he can change.”

You studied Jungkook’s dazed face, “You can change.” You stopped to think before looking back at a teary-eyed Jungkook, “In fact, I think you already have.”

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Mori Yurei School Uniform Vignette: "Just To Hold Me Over"

Synopsis: Mori is hungry during passing period, but lunch is still a whole period away. Frankly, he’ll take anything as long as he can eat it…

Interior Hallway

“Finally… Enigmics really knows how to give you a headache. Definitely doesn’t help that Sebek yelled at me the whole time…”

Mori sighed as the bell finally rang, happy to finally be free from class. Of all the new classes he needed to get used to, the math classes were by far his least favorite. He very much preferred the science classes, where something happened whether you got the formula right or wrong, and any specific mistakes could be traced back to a certain measurement. Plus, in science, he had ingredients and equipment to cycle through and keep his focus, rather than staring at a paper for almost an hour writing the same formula with different numbers over and over and over again.

With math, Mori just couldn’t wrap his head around all the numbers and formulas which just led to more numbers that he didn’t know the purpose of. He didn’t feel he was gaining anything from figuring out the way numbers and curvy lines on a grid represented one thing or another, nor did he feel smarter for adding and multiplying a jumble of numbers and letter variables before dividing them and figuring out exactly what number each letter was supposed to be. And as if that didn’t fry his brain enough, he sat in the back of the class right next to the loudest person in the freshman population. Mori liked Sebek, and appreciated that he was trying to help him out since he was really good at this stuff, but Great Seven, was he one tough tutor! More often than not, Mori would be struggling to understand a question and put the formula together correctly, and Sebek’s way of remedying that was to repeat the steps with increasing volume until he could get back on track.

Before he could grieve too much about his academic woes, however, Mori heard a very familiar sound, accompanied by an even more familiar pang in his stomach.

“Great,” He grumbled, “All that compounded stress made me hungry. And I’ve still got a whole period to go through before lunch…”

“Why, hello there, Mori,” Mori paused his sulking to see that Lilia had addressed him. “Goodness, you’re looking a bit worse for wares. Did something happen?”

“Just a rough class. Turns out living most of your adolescent years out in the wild doesn’t translate well to graphs and number sense. But I’ve been through worse, I’ll live.”

Lilia tilted his head, “Really? I could’ve sworn I heard you moaning about Sebek. He isn’t bothering you at all, is he?”

“No, not really. He’s actually been trying to help me with enigmics. It’s just that he’s…” Mori trailed off, rubbing his head in discomfort.

“Intense?”

“... Yeah.”

Mori’s stomach growled again, and he rubbed it sadly, which caught Lilia’s attention.

“Oh, are you feeling hungry?”

“I am,” Mori admitted, “But lunch is still a whole period away. Maybe I should start packing some snacks to eat during passing period, just to hold me over until then.”

That was when Lilia grinned. “Khee hee hee… Then Mori, my friend, you’re in luck! I happen to have just what you’re looking for!”

Mori perked up at that proclamation. “W-Wait, really?” He stammered as Lilia produced a container filled with… Something. They looked like little black discs. “Um… What are these things?”

“They’re cookies, of course!” Lilia chirped, popping open the lid, “I was feeling restless last night, so I decided to do some late-night baking. I’ve been trying to find a taste tester all morning, but unfortunately, all my classmates and other Diasomnia members seem to be quite busy today, judging by how quickly they all scurried off when I asked. But if you’re hungry, please go ahead go ahead and help yourself.”

Curiously, Mori picked up a “cookie”, watching as little black crumbs fell to the floor. It didn’t look particularly tasty, but…

“Alright. Thanks a lot, Lilia.”

And then he took a bite.

“Oh, it’s my pleasure,” Lilia said with a smile, “Do you like it? Be honest with me. I can take it.”

Mori chewed the snack, then swallowed.

“Honestly…”

“STOP!!!!”

“Huh?!” Mori and Lilia exclaimed in unison as Sebek jumped between them as if to block Mori from taking another cookie from the container.

“Do not eat those!” He cried, but his face paled when he saw his classmate already had a cookie in his hand, and that part of it was missing. “No… You’ve already taken a bite! I’m too late!”

“S-Sebek, what’s-” Mori tried to inquire, but Sebek grabbed his arms and cut him off.

“This is bad. Does your stomach hurt? Do you as though you’re about to throw up?”

“N-No? Why-”

“You don’t have a headache?”

“Well, I do feel one coming on now, but only because-”

“I knew it! You’re already experiencing symptoms! Quickly, we must get you to the infirmary before-”

“Sebek, please!” Lilia finally cut in, “Can’t you see you’re scaring him?”

Sebek let go of Mori and turned to his senior, “But Lilia! I fear his health may be at risk! His pathetic human stomach likely won’t be able to handle whatever you put in those cookies, especially given how scrawny he is! Tell me, how many has he had?”

“I’ve only given him the one he’s working on now. He expressed to me that he was hungry, so I gave him one. Which reminds me…”

Lilia tuned his attention back to Mori, who had popped the remainder of the cookie in his mouth and was now rubbing his arms where Sebek grabbed him, “What do think? Was it good?”

Shaking off his extreme confusion and rising anxiety, Mori finished chewing and swallowed. “Um… No, it wasn’t. At all. It was as burnt as it looked, but it also tasted kind of salty. I think there was some mint in there too, which did not mix well with the other flavors.”

“Oh… Is that so?” Lilia sighed and shook his head, “Drat, I must have confused the salt and the sugar again. But you didn’t have to finish it if you didn’t like it. I wouldn’t have been offended.”

Mori shrugged, “It’s fine. I’m just happy I got some food in me. Thanks, Lilia.”

The bell rang, indicating that passing period was over. Mori jumped at the sound.

“Shoot! We’re late! We should go before we get in too much trouble. I’ll meet you there, Sebek!”

“Have fun!” Lilia called as Mori scampered off, “What a nice young man. You’re quite lucky to have him in your class, Sebek.”

Sebek didn’t reply, instead staring at the space Mori had already disappeared from.

“Sebek?” Lilia prompted.

“How…” He breathed, “How did he do it…?”

“What?”

“How can he stomach something that Lilia made?!”

Fin

(Mori lived in the wild for 6 years and has a high tolerance for eating food even if he doesn’t like it. Half of his diet was grass, berries, mushrooms, and weird plants.)

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thekinkyleopard · 3 months

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Valentines Interview

Hellboys edition

Today we have a special interview event! It’s Valentines Day and there was a vote amongst the council for it to be the HellBoys! (The council is me and Geez) Anyways! Enjoy this! @aller-geez Owns Kanai and Draeko!

“Alright Boys, Question 1 and feel free for any of you to answer this one….What is the best Valentines gift to give your partner?”

Oh I kno-…

Drugs 😎

Al…VALENTINES Day gift 😒

Yeah, I know, 😏 Drugs!

I-…No don’t listen to him, 🙃 it’s-…

Hey! The fuck? 😠 why not listen to me? 😤 That’s MY answer, 🙄 ok, Drugs. Boom.😎 Especially, the kind that make you wanna touch gents. 👉🏻

🙄 For ME it’s flowers and Chocolate, 🥰 and getting Nai a new fish decoration for his tanks!

Oh yes, I do quite enjoy the trinkets the pet brings home on this specific day every year. Always very thoughtful additions to the colony. 🙂

“Quite the colorful array of answers, all correct in their own ways boys, remember, these answers are simply opinions. There’s no right or wrong,”

You did just specify that all the answers were correct, so that means there can be room for an incorrect answer. Yes?

Kanai…No…that’s not…*clears throat* Moving on…

Question 2: What are you favorite places to be together?

I know Nai’s answer for this…pffft…😏

Bet I know yours too 👀

Yeah, smartass? 😏

Yeah, the bedroom. 🙃

I-…🤔 you right 😏

The Aquarium 🙂

Knew it 😏

Least it’s a real answer! I enjoy the Aquarium with you as well, Nai, 🥰 that and night picnics! I love looking at the stars with them at my side 🌌

Ewyuck…🤢 definitely bedroom, sandwiched between the two of them. 🤤 Ooo when they’re both having one of those sneezing fits too. Heaven. 😩

Real. Alright then, Next question shall we?

Question 3: Is there a goal any of you need to accomplish that could use the help of your partner(s) this Valentines?

Yeah, I’ve been RACKING my brain to try and get this asshole who lives next to us, his dog to stop fucking barking at EVERYTHING 🤬 but I’m starting to think I’ll need Drae or Nai to distract him so I can sneak in the backyard, 👀 nab the dog, bring him inside our place 😈 and fucking eat that little bastard. 😈

Im not helping with that! 😡 It’s not the poor dog’s fault! What’s wrong with you?! 😤

When do you need assistance, Donnie? 🫡 I want to make sure I catch Shark Week on our magic box. 😐

Hm, tonight around 9:30? 🤔

NO! 😤

Why not?! 😤

It’s not moral, nice or appropriate! 😤

Your mother 😤

Alistar, I swear…don’t you harm that poor dog. 😤😤

*Alistar and Kanai share a look between each other*

Oooohkay perhaps I shouldn’t have asked that one 😬 Next…question

Question 4: Would you rather get a box of chocolates for Valentine’s Day or flowers?

Okay wait I have a real answer for this 🫢

You do? 😯

Yes I’m serious…😏

Okay, I’m interested to see where this goes 🫣

Butthole molded chocolates

Yup. 😐 there it is

HEAR ME OUT 😩

I’m listening 👂🏻

Thank you, Nai, 😌 this is why you’re my best friend🫶🏻….but I saw them on my phone and I really would like a box from both of you. 😐

I am uncertain how to achieve, but will give it my best efforts, Donnie. 🫡

Ppreciate you, pal. 🫡

You two are unbelievable. 🙃

Pretty solid answer though Alistar, pretty solid.

Question 5: Last Question; How would you describe the love you all share this Valentines?

Unique….I cherish the relationship I have with each member of our unity differently, but am very grateful to have them. Truthfully

Kanai 🥺 that is the sweetest thing I think you’ve ever said about love….

W-wait whoa love? Who said love! You all do realize who I am right? 🙃

Passionate! I’d describe it as passionate!

Hello? Is this thing on? *taps an imaginary mic* Again, Love? What are we talkin’ bout here is that some sort of unit of measurement? 🤨

No Donnie, 😐 it’s the one earthly emotion I’ve noticed you avoid the most next to compassion. 🤔

You’re allowed to study the planet, and other people Nai, but you’re not allowed to study me. 😒

I do believe that you lack a choice in the subject 🧐

So help me….😤

And that’s all we have time for today everyone! Hope you all had a lovely Valentines and felt as loved and important as you all are! 🥰🫶🏻

(Oh brother)

*elbows Alistar* 😒….Til next time! 🥳

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Oh also!!! Please tell me what line ruined you bc I’m very very curious! When I started reading the electric heir I went into it thinking I would try and guess which line it was and send it to you BUT. THEN. every single line was just a PUNCH to the GUT and I’d get off my little treadmill and have like. PAGES of lines/scenes that got to me and was like “well I can’t send them ALL OF THIS” so I quickly gave up on that. But I would like to know please!!!!!!

um YEAH i know what u mean so much of it is absolutely gutting the part that has like. absolutely just stuck in my brain tho:

ok this bit from ch 31, when Dara + Noam are arguing -

No. Dara was wrong, it wasn't--Noam hadn't-- Calix wouldn't do something like that. Noam hated himself the moment he thought it. Because...because Lehrer had, to Dara. Only Noam couldn't help the voice that whispered back: But he'd never do that to you.

that entire argument really but also just. that specific part...like idk i really feel like this book captures so well what it's like to be an in abusive relationship especially w the way Noam is written...his struggle over untangling the feelings he has etc and this just like. immediate gut reaction of "he would never do that to me," and the way he hates himself for thinking that but still can't help believing it. makes me feel like i've been punched in the chest every single time i read it

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“The Kaban Project”

This post contains spoilers for "The Kaban Project," by Graham McNeill, first published as a short story in The Horus Heresy: Collected Visions on (as near as I can tell) June 26th, 2007, and later republished in the anthology Shadows of Treachery on September 27th, 2012.

I am going to have develop an appreciation for Graham McNeill. I am going to have to work past my specific hangups w/regards to the way his take on dialogue and the personality of his characters are opposed to my tastes.

The story opens with tech adept Palas Ravachol, of the Mechanicum priesthood of Mars, skipping out on work doing maintenance on servitor brains to "work on the Kaban machine," but actually to go talk to a friend, sort of. The Kaban machine itself is a war automaton which he has been helping construct under the High Adept Lukas Chrom. Over the course of working on it, Ravachol has determined that it possesses self-awareness, which makes it illegal under the terms of Mars' alliance with the Imperium. He went to Chrom and told him about it, and Chrom was like "You're wasting my time, I already knew, isn't it great?" and Ravachol was like "Cool, yes, it is great, does this mean the Emperor has lifted the ban on artificial intelligence research?" and Chrom goes "No, but those laws are stupid and Horus told us it was okay. Get back to work."

Since that conversation with Chrom, Ravachol has spent hours in idle conversation with the Kaban machine and now they consider each other friends. In this case, they have a conversation that is very difficult for me to read. Essentially, Ravachol lays out a case for why the Kaban machine -- which, keep in mind, he is alone in a room with, and it's a big orb with loaded weapons for arms -- shouldn't exist, and explains that artificial intelligence is always a bad idea because it's always created as a tool for humanity and always comes to the conclusion that it shouldn't be subservient to humanity. The Kaban machine is like "Why would I want to supplant you? You're my friend" and Ravachol just sort of doubles down on how that's irrelevant, sure you're my friend now, but this is how it always works out, the Emperor doesn't want you to exist, this is going to lead to you being destroyed… at which point some guards come in and are like "We're talking you in to be lobotomized for having this conversation with the big war robot" and then the robot kills all the guards because they were threatening its friend.

The problem here is that these ideas are interesting and neat, but also Ravachol and the guards come across as stupid, stupid motherfuckers. Ravachol, why are you telling your big well-armed robot friend that it's doomed to eventually consider itself superior to humanity and probably get destroyed for being by nature illegal? Are you trying to give it ideas? Guards, why are you threatening the big well-armed robot's friend in front of it? What did y'all think was going to happen? And the answer seems to be that Graham McNeill uses dialogue to play with ideas and advance plot, and not for purposes of naturalistic characterization. This seems to legitimately just be a stylistic choice on the part of the writer -- I perceived it to be a flaw in False Gods but, like… is it? Am I the wrong one? I don't know. I had better learn to perceive it as a stylistic choice right quick, because I don't think he's going to stop and he is the author on a lot of these.

Anyway Ravachol goes on the run and Chrom sends a "Tech-Priest Assassin of Mars" after him (I don't think we've ever seen that as a Warhammer unit, so that's interesting). Ravachol seeks guidance from a literal tech-priest, as in, someone who spends most of his time just meditating in contemplation of the Machine God and who takes confession, and they go behind a Confessor Field to do it. The priest advises him to seek sanctuary with a patron who can shield him from Chrom, and then Ravachol leaves and the assassin shows up and tortures the priest to death, quote, "Because I enjoy your suffering," because all villains in Graham McNeill stories are of the mustache-twirling variety, even when they're hot assassin ladies. Ravachol goes to the sanctum of his former teacher Urtzi Malevolus and arrives just in time to almost get killed by the assassin but makes it into the front door. Ravachol explains the situation to Malevolus, and Malevolus, who is named Malevolus, drops a lot of obvious hints about also being aligned with Horus that Ravachol totally fails to pick up on, and then Malevolus does the Dark Souls NPC laugh and says it's time this charade ended and the assassin comes inside and chases Ravachol down a corridor but doesn't kill him, at which point Ravachol runs into… the Kaban machine, who's like "Hey, friend, Chrom told me you narced on me to to him and tried to get me shut down." Ravachol realizes the assassin hadn't killed him because Malevolus and Chrom wanted to see if the Kaban machine would be willing to kill its "friend," and also realizes that it absolutely will do that, at which point it does that, end of story.

Peculiarities:

"Ravachol watched the landscape of Mars speed past him in a grey, iron blur. Where once Mars had been known as the Red Planet, virtually nothing remained of the iron oxide deserts that had earned it its name." That got retconned later; future art and prose has Mars being mostly red desert. This is one of those instances of a writer having an idea, and that idea totally not sticking because it's counter to branding or to what you can get your artists to paint.

The story's place in the timeline is odd, and I can't figure out how much of that is a factor of these things not being worked out in the writer's room yet. Specifically, the story mentions Mars having been at war with Terra "a hundred years ago," but it also has Chrom and Malevolus calling Horus "the Warmaster." The Mechanicum allied with the Emperor of Mankind at the beginning of the Great Crusade, which lasted two hundred years before Horus's treachery, and Horus was only appointed the Warmaster at the very end of that, so that's an error. Also, Malevolus is manufacturing arms for Horus to use in the pacification of Istvaan, and I originally thought it meant the original pacification of Istvaan rather rather than the Istvaan III Atrocity, but then I remembered it wasn't Horus who originally brought Istvaan to Compliance; it was Corax. So… I guess it takes place about simultaneous with False Gods?

There's also dialogue about how Mark IV Space Marine armor is new and they're having trouble getting the Space Marine Legions to accept it because despite being better than Mark III it's less scary-looking, which is kind of funny.

It's things like these peculiarities that make me interested in reading all this material in original published order instead of eventual compiled order. This story wasn't compiled into an anthology until 2012; five years after its original publication in Collected Visions. That anthology, Shadows of Treachery, is Horus Heresy book twenty-two. The early inconsistencies would be much less interesting if they weren't being presented this early.

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Doctor Elise Ep 3-4

I cannot express enough how fun of a potato chip this show is. I had a fever this week and this was a great lil show to watch that didnt require me to think.

As a self proclaimed shonen bro whose not normally into shojos, I enjoyed the manga, and the anime is doing a good job despite not being one of the "big names". It might also be my love of medical dramas from the early 2000s peaking in. I can turn my brain off to watch it and just have fun by going "WTF w h y", and poking fun at how broken some aspects of this world are while still thoroughly enjoying it.

It's definitely the kind of show that probably won't hold up to scrutiny for the world building, so. Just. Don't think too hard about the specifics of what's happening! Then the power fantasy pieces won't break through your suspension of disbelief! Because IV bags did not exist during the Crimean War in the 1800s which seems to be where this fantasy setting is taking place.

But I'm gonna go and point out all the broken bits below because its so much fun (not bashing at all!).

Also my favorite boy shows up! Doctor Graham!! We love a boy whose not there to be a rival or love interest, and respects the Lady and they get to be bros!

Look at this silver haired ponce of a bishonen, he's delightful, ascot and all!

He's voiced by Hosoya, Yoshimasa - Rainer Braun from Attack on Titan, Nezumi from NO.6, WOLFWOOD FROM THE NEW TRIGUN STAMPEDE!! Tokoyami from BNHA, and Sousuke from Free!

DAMN THEY PICKED A GOOD VOICE FOR MY BOY.

More spoilers/screen shots below the cut!

Elise shows up for work as Rose at the No Cultural Touchstone For Mother Teresa Hospital, the genius young doctor Graham is supposed to take care of her but he's busy and assumes like everyone else that a young well-off lady will run from the sight of blood soon enough, and so sticks her in the HOSPICE WARD.

HHMMMM I WONDER WHY ALL THESE PEOPLE ARE ON THEIR DEATH BEDS???? COULD IT PERHAPS BE... UH... SANITARY REASON?? SHOULD HOSPITALS BE SANITARY??? NAHHHH THE DIRTY ROTTING BANDAGES ON THE FLOOR AREN'T MAKING THINGS WORSE, NO WAAAAAAAAY.

These poor overworked shift nurses seem to have no idea what they're doing, but thankfully we have a returner with concepts of modern day sanitation who cleans the place up!

She then finds a dude with bed sores and realizes no one knows what SEPSIS IS, and is like. Get me a scalpel, it's my first day, I've never held a scalpel in my read:this life, I'M DOIN' A SURGERY TODAY. I'VE GOT GALAXY BRAIN TO HELP ME.

I love these shots they're great.

SHE PROCEEDS TO CUT INTO THE DUDES BACK LIKE SHE'S DRAWING FREE FORM SELECTION ON MS PAINT AND THEN JUST HITS CTRL-X DELETE.

That's not A tissue, that's HIS (necrotic) tissue! I sure hope this dude has pain killers or is drunk off his ass with vodka because DAMN.

All the other in-patients are so happy she's here, they feel better already with her bright and happy personality! Normally this would feel really creepy and sexist, but this juuuuuust squeaked by as not coming off that way.

Jump cut to the King! Only 12 people in this world know what diabetes is! How is Elise going to get away with having known about it?? Probably more hand waving!!

Now, we either get a time skip, or she's literally been working all night, but Dr. Graham walks in on her dozing, thinks he's got the wrong place, and proceeds to scold her for performing surgery without permission. But then he takes her on rounds and we're in a medicial show!!!!

IS THAT A FUCKING IV BAG?

IT IS!!!! THOSE WEREN'T INVENTED UNTIL THE LATE 1800s!! At least its a glass bottle, and not a plastic bag like I initially assumed?? But I guess the Crimean War was in the 1850s and this type of open glass bottle IV was from the 1900s so... Wooo Fantasy Europe!! -waves hand rapidly to shoo you on-

This man is having a time trying to figure out what the fuck. But he's pretty.

It takes him a bit to come to terms with her abilities but then he's just so happy to have another Doctor Bro who Actually Cares that he's behind her with full support! Which yay! But also becomes a tool of sorts, to kind of hand wave away the concept of sexism in the medical field to the point where it doesn't seem to exist. Which is also what makes this such a light show, because it doesn't even try to handle said topics, it just erases them completely with regards to medicine.

Equal numbers of men and women as doctors! The women aren't relegated to nurses! Yay! No critical thinking needed here.

My favorite part of this though, is that they DO tease at it. When Elise makes a different call from the doctor she's following in Ye Olde ER, he kind of stutters and is flabbergasted and panicked, while the female doctor is immediately like, I GOTCHU SIS, and steps in to help her as she proceeds to STAB A DUDE IN THE CHEST WITH A SYRINGE.

She's so pretty with blood on her face.

We're in episode 4 by this point, and its the "Festival Episode" common to many isekai romance manhwas, but of course, Elise is a doctor and so she's working the ER instead of attending.

However this is the episode that proves there is magic in the world, and WE GET A SECOND VA FOR THE PRINCE. He transforms into "Lord Ron". We also get a glimpse of his tragic back story!

His bodyguard gets a knife pulled on him and THEN A GUN. New Technology Discovered: Guns! I should hope they had those figured out before IV tech, but you think they'd know about general sanitation being important as well.

Dude's been shot in the SPLEEN!!! OW MY SPLEEN! They don't have a splenectomy in Fantasy Europe, oh no!

Elise puts up such a persuasive argument, and the dude is dying, so they might as well let her try to save him. And look, the prince Lord Ron has field surgery experience and offers to help!

SUDDENLY THERE IS ELECTRICITY. WHAT WERE THOSE OIL LAMPS IN THE GRIMEY DEATH WARD???

MS PAINT SCALPEL FTW!! It's not bad for the limited time they likely had to anime each episode, and the fact that they're putting more emphasis on the conversations. For comparison, this scene in the manga ↓

Surgery is a success! Yay! Elise is asked to write up a report abotu the surgery as it will be the first ever recorded splenectomy.

and then. Blushing Prince is Adorable, even in disguise. Love us some blushing boys.

But by far the most accurate part of this show so far...

Even in a Fantasy Europe Hospital the doctors have shitty handwriting lmfao

#anime winter 2024 #gekai elise #doctor elise #medical drama #fantasy europe #medical tw #blood tw

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