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Dance, Magic Dance: The Church on Ruby Road

With the return of Russell T Davies we were given a “new” Doctor Who logo with their revamped take on the classic diamond logo. The diamond logo is everywhere now. Books, web content, episodes, and more are stamped with it. Everything except for the “Doctor Who: The Collection,” blu-rays which continue to display the Jodie Whittaker era logo. The reason for this is simple- spines. Most people display books and physical media with their spines facing outward. If you were to change the font on those spines, they lose their uniformity. For some people, that shit is infuriating. It’s not just Doctor Who fans either. The infamous plastic Homer head box for The Simpsons’ sixth season DVD is still controversial. If Doctor Who fans can get upset about a blu-ray spine, then imagine how they might react if you were to change the Saturday time slot to a Sunday. Or even more brazenly, imagine changing the Christmas episode to a New Year's Eve episode. Should be super easy, barely an inconvenience. Right?

It had been six years since Doctor Who last aired a Christmas special. While I have come to appreciate the importance of a Christmas episode within the fandom, I argued in favour of the change at the time as I am not the biggest fan of Christmas. I have history with the holiday, like many of us do. New Year’s Eve also pertains to time, so it made some sense. And for as cheerful as they tend to be, Doctor Who Christmas specials were becoming a graveyard of regenerating Doctors. I get that Christmas is about renewal, but watching the Doctor die on Christmas isn’t my jam, especially if they’re surrounded by a bunch of tacky Christmas decor. Only one other time do we see a freshly regenerated Doctor at the beginning of a Christmas episode and that was David Tennant in “The Christmas Invasion.” It also consistently ranks as the best of the RTD Christmas specials. Though I believe “The Church on Ruby Road,” may soon challenge that.

Before I get into it, I want to preface this by saying I was on my third flute of Buck’s Fizz by the time the episode started. I don’t usually drink alcohol when I’m about to watch a film or TV show. I once went to see Terry Gilliam’s “The Brothers Grimm,” while drunk and it was a bad time on two fronts. But this was Christmas, I was feeling a bit jolly. I only mention this because I may be a bit fuzzy on the details. It’s funny then that the details are another reason I’m feeling a bit fuzzy. Last night, when I should have been asleep, I was researching runes, glyphs, and symbols in an attempt to identify the symbols drawn on the Doctor’s fingernails. That’s how intriguing this new era of Doctor Who is- it’s got me doing research into the early hours of the morning.

Where I first noticed the symbols drawn on Ncuti’s fingernails was in the below promotional image. They looked like some fan had put them there, but when I saw that it was official, I felt a stir inside. Part of me mourned for the kids who have parents like my mom who would see those symbols, call them Satanic and forbid them from watching Doctor Who. The other part of me questioned their function. I know Ncuti Gatwa is an avid follower of the zodiac, so I was braced for it to be that simple, but I had hoped it was something more. In my research, I had trouble finding an exact match for the two clearest runes in the picture. The character on his ring finger looks a bit like the number three in Psalter Pahlavi or like something from Linear A. While the crescent shape on his middle finger looked a bit like the alchemical symbol for platinum or the zodiac symbols for the Sun and Moon. When you’re a time and space travelling alien, your zodiac and table of elements must reach beyond our solar system. They could be alchemical symbols for Dalekanium or the zodiac symbol for Gallifrey. Maybe with this new magical Whoniverse, the Doctor now writes talismans on his fingers for protection.

It’s an enchanting prospect that we get to discover this new magic through the eyes of a new Doctor and companion. There’s a sort of levelling of the playing field for us as fans to come into this new chapter of Doctor Who slightly off our bearings. Who better to lead us through the chaos of magic than the Doctor himself? If his fingernails are a sign of this change, then he’s already got a leg-up on us, which is an exciting place to be as an audience. It’s so easy to be a pedantic know-it-all when the answer is always “Aliens,” but what about all those times a wizard did it, or in this case, the Toymaker?

Our introduction to Ruby Sunday was a bit surprising. Leaving her on a church doorstep felt like a page out of the Steven Moffat playbook of fairy tale magic. But also grounded in the character development we got with Rose, Martha, and Donna. Ruby’s backstory is a mystery, but her agency is not. Ruby has friends, a band, and a family. We’ve known her for 55 minutes and I already have a decent grasp on who she is as a person. She has a compassion for Lulubelle which goes beyond being kidnapped by Goblins. You can see she feels a kinship as a fellow foundling. She knows how it feels to feel disconnected from her history. Similarly, the Doctor can look at both Ruby and Lulubelle and see himself on their faces. He too was adopted after being left behind.

I enjoyed this aspect of the story as my own family is touched by adoption. My mother found out she was adopted after her adoptive parents died. Coincidentally, she had already adopted a little girl from China a year or so prior. I now have three adopted siblings and I love them all. It means a lot to me to see them portraying Ruby’s family as a realistic depiction of an adopted family. Her adoptive mother, Carla, is as good a mother as one could hope for. When she admits she was nervous about Ruby finding her biological mother, it’s understandable. She doesn’t want to ruin the beautiful family that started when Ruby came into her and her mother Cherry’s lives.

The Davina McCall scene may be the weakest part of the episode. Aside from the prologue, it’s basically the first scene, and much like the other opening scenes in the RTD2 era, it’s a bit wonky. The dialogue lends itself to Ruby’s nervousness being interviewed, but “foundled,” is a bit too close to fondled for my tastes. It’s VOR all over again. The main takeaway from the interview is that Ruby was the baby left at the church (no surprises there) and that Davina’s people are going to try to find her birth parents. Sadly, as we come to find out, Ruby’s parents prove to be untraceable. The interview is cut short when the mics begin picking up the sound of Goblins. I feel like the only reason they were Goblins is because pointy-eared mischief makers called Gremlins ruining Christmas was a bit too close to a certain ‘80s movie. Better to go for a story with musical numbers about Goblins who steal babies for the Goblin King. No ‘80s movies infringed there… wait a minute. I kid of course, there’s nothing wrong with paying homage to the classics.

Before we get too far from the interview scene, I want to talk about Denzel. No, I don’t mean America’s sweetheart, Denzel Washington, I mean the sound guy. Was I drunk, or did Ruby mention he asked her out? I’d heard rumours she was going to have a bit of a love triangle with her boyfriend and the Doctor. I wonder if it’s not him. It would be weird to have a sound guy with a unique name who gets mentioned again if it’s not going to come back into play. I think this might enter the territory of the controversial aspects of the season that Millie Gibson alluded to recently. It’s funny then that the part of me that finds any of that controversial is the part of me that hates the idea of the Doctor being romantic with companions. I’ve never enjoyed it. Rose and Ten? Blech. Yaz and Thirteen? Snore. Representation matters, sure, but what about asexual and aromantic representation? I get that people might fancy the Doctor, especially when they look like Ncuti Gatwa, but I hope the Doctor continues to ward off any advances.

Speaking of representation, I would like to take a smidgen of a moment to talk about Trudy. As a trans woman, it was nice to see her living her best life. Simply letting trans characters exist is better representation than what we got in “The Star Beast.” They didn’t even pat themselves on the backs about it in “Doctor Who Unleashed,” as I worried they might. Regardless, some cis people think that any trans representation is shoving it down their throats. They reject the reality that for many people, trans people are a part of their daily lives. If your average person took the time to learn people’s pronouns, they’d see we’re everywhere. We’re not trying to shove anything in your face. Trust me. You’re not our type.

As I said above, it’s nice to see Ruby’s life play out over this montage. You learn a bit about her life and what she gets up to. Though when I heard she had a band, I was hoping for something more punk than Christmas standards. Ncuti dancing on the dancefloor was joyous, a word which I find myself using about him a lot lately. I love the embracing of his Scottish upbringing with his kilt. When I read RTD’s Doctor Who Magazine article talking about the Doctor dancing, I worried a little bit. Sure, the Ninth Doctor proved the Doctor dances, but I worried the scene would make the Doctor feel too sexy or too human. The Eleventh Doctor’s terrible dancing garnered the name “The Giraffe,” because it was so unflattering. But the Fifteenth Doctor pulls it off in a way few others could. However, I do still take issue with one aspect of that scene and that’s Ruby leaving her drink unattended in a busy club. There are worse people than Goblins mucking about with drinks, Russell. Let’s make a good example for the young members of the audience.

The montage of the Doctor watching Ruby from afar was actually a note from Disney. Test audiences wanted to see the Doctor earlier, and I don’t disagree. In the words of Werner Herzog’s Mandalorian character- “I want to see the baby.” It also explains why we recently saw footage of Ncuti punching through a snowman head when principal photography had ended months ago. This, of course, was due to further meddling from the Goblins, who appear to be everywhere now. They’re like bedbugs who pass from person to person. I loved the line “A pram at midnight. Really?” Such a cheeky Doctor already. Gatwa gives vibes of previous Doctors throughout the entire episode, but the snowman head scene gave us one I didn’t expect. The Doctor telling the policeman to ask his girlfriend to marry him reminded me of the Eighth Doctor’s penchant for fortunetelling. Only this time, he’s not weirdly omniscient, but rather making a wild assumption after his sonic pinged a diamond ring, which is a thing it does now, evidently.

The Doctor’s new sonic screwdriver has been a bit controversial, because what isn’t in this fucking fandom lately? I get the argument that it’s just not to your liking, that’s fair. But I’ve seen some monumentally dumb takes on the subject. I saw someone complain that it wasn’t shaped like a screwdriver. I hate to break it to you, but none of them have been shaped like a screwdriver. Show me on the Third Doctor’s where you fit the Phillips head. I’ve also seen people complain that it looked like tech from the early 2000s. So their biggest complaints are that it looks weird and out of time. How inappropriate for an alien time traveller. Regardless, I loved seeing Fifteen using his assorted gadgets. His intelligent gloves feel like a natural fit amongst his classic instruments and I can see them coming in handy further down the line. There’s also something about seeing the Doctor pull out the psychic paper that brings it home for me. It’s like seeing the Doctor square off with their first Dalek. It makes them feel complete. I know RTD said they’re giving the Daleks a rest for a bit, but I hope we do get to see Ncuti officially call one a “detty pig,” before he bows out.

The Goblin ship was a great way to introduce us to the new magical aspect of the Whoniverse. Not just because it’s fantastical, but also because the Doctor wasn’t able to use his shiny new screwdriver on it. Had it been a normal spaceship with metal and wires, he would only need to point and click. But this ship is all wood and rope, rendering the sonic mostly useless. The Goblins force the Doctor to learn the science of luck, but the ship causes him to learn the language of rope. I adored watching Ruby and the Doctor bicker while he was busy learning about the ship. They’ve not been together five minutes and they’re already getting tied up by baddies. They have an instant Doctor/companion relationship and it’s obvious why they were paired together. Furthermore, Ncuti’s detachment from the danger of the situation, coupled with an admiration for the Goblins’ tech was pure Doctory goodness. I could easily see Tom Baker fiddling with rope while Sarah Jane complained that he was goofing off.

Because of the charity release of “The Goblin Song,” many of us had become intimately familiar with it before the episode. What I doubt many of us were expecting was for Ncuti and Millie to join in on the singing. While I’ve not heard anyone complain about this, I’m sure someone has. To me, it worked. For starters, it’s a Christmas episode. Secondly, the Goblins have a band. It makes sense that the Doctor would try to win them over by speaking their language. It seems to work as the Goblins dance along with the Doctor and Ruby. Much of their logic seems dictated by whimsy. They sing and dance. They cause mischief. And they are attracted to coincidence. It’s not just that Lulubelle is a baby, it’s that she’s flavoured by happenstance. Both she and Ruby are foundlings left on Christmas Eve. It’s like the sound of a dinner bell for these little munchers. While the singing and dancing worked for both the scene and the Goblins, I hope RTD continues to use it sparingly. While I expect to see it return with the Beatles episode, I don’t want the concept to wear out its welcome. Doctor Who can afford the odd musical episode, but let’s not go crazy.

With Lulubelle saved, the Doctor and Ruby get her back home before Carla or Cherry ever notice she’s gone. This gives the family a chance to meet the Doctor, starting with Cherry. Cherry’s reaction to the Fifteenth Doctor was an understandably thirsty one. RTD kind of wrote himself into a corner by casting Gatwa. It must be exhausting to begin every scene with “The Doctor enters the room and people are immediately enamoured.” He exudes charisma in a way that makes you stop looking at David Tennant. Remember the bi-generation scene? Little known fact, but Tennant was also in that scene. Another enjoyable aspect of the Cherry scene was seeing the Doctor flirt back. I know I said I dislike a romantic Doctor, but it was nice to see it with someone more age-appropriate. I kid, but what I did like about the scene was that he spoke to her as if she were a young woman. Because for him, she is. And even further, it didn’t feel like that cutesy old people flirting like “If I were younger,” bullshit. It makes sense that a time traveller would find whoever a person is in the present the most important. You can travel to the past or the future, but it all pivots along you in the present. We stand outside past and future versions of ourselves. To me, this is why the Doctor is compassionate, he sees the pivot people are capable of making. Can you now pivot beyond a dark past into a bright future?

The meeting between Carla and the Doctor was less flirtatious. Carla seemed open to this eccentric Doctor while keeping a concerned mother’s distance. The ironic thing is that not only is the Doctor like Ruby and Lulubelle, but he’s also a lot like Carla. Both of them know the weight that comes with what the Twelfth Doctor would call “duty of care.” Like the Doctor’s long list of previous companions, the photos on Carla’s fridge tell a story of lives touched. This is why when things go bad and Ruby disappears, the missing photos on the fridge cut us to our core. Michelle Greenidge floored me with her performance here. Seeing her claim her life is great because she has no responsibility was harrowing. We’ve seen her real truth. She’s a centre point of light illuminating the lives of many, not this selfish woman in it for the paycheck. Even Cherry now feels forgotten in the other room, waiting out the clock. This is a reality the Doctor cannot tolerate.

Not only are the Goblins little baby-stealing monsters, but they’re also time-hoppers, whatever the hell that means. How it differs from time travel probably has more to do with a Time Lord’s concept of elegance than anything else. But like the Daleks, I doubt Goblins have much of a concept of elegance. If anything it’s a warped admiration for coincidence. And if a baby Lulubelle isn’t a viable meal option, then the other side of that coincidental coin, baby Ruby, would have to suffice. After all, I’m fairly certain if they don’t feed the Goblin King soon, he’s going to start wooing Jennifer Connelly at a masked ball. The Doctor travels back to that church on Ruby Road. Tears still running down his face, we see the mysterious woman leaving Ruby behind. Is it her mother? Is it a younger version of the mysterious Mrs Flood? Is it Ruby herself? The Doctor doesn’t have the time to go chasing after her. He has Gobbos to stop.

Floating above the church steeple like Bowser’s airship, the Goblins begin hauling Ruby onboard. The Doctor climbs to the church roof where he puts the last spark of power in his intelligent gloves to the test. Instead of climbing up to the ship, the Doctor begins pulling the ship back down to earth by its rope ladder. However, the ladder is more likely to give out before his gloves do. So in a last-ditch effort, the Doctor brings all of his weight down using the gloves’ ability to increase mavity (I know) on the ladder. The ship plunges onto the church steeple which stabs up through the hull and into the belly of the Goblin King. With his influence and magic now dispersed, the ship and all of its Goblins disappear with it, leaving baby Ruby in a freefall. No pressure. The Doctor of course catches her using the gloves to cushion her fall. It was all a pretty lucky gamble considering the steeple could have just as easily hit Ruby, but luck is now a tangible thing, so maybe it was lucky. You could say “The Doctor killed a guy,” but you could also say this was the Goblin King’s second chance, and as you remember- “No second chances.” It would appear that the Doctor is still that sort of man.

With the Goblins gone, neither Ruby nor Davina McCall will be plagued with bad luck. Davina even gets so lucky as to have the Doctor appear just in time to prevent her from being brained by a Christmas tree star. The pictures on the fridge are back, and so is the giant crack the Goblins left when they attempted to kidnap Ruby. It makes you wonder just how Carla and Cherry will fair with squirrels getting in through the roof while Ruby is off exploring all of time and space. Does insurance cover acts of Goblin? Who knows, maybe Kate Stewart will stop by with a restoration team. All the Doctor would need to do is make a call. Mrs Flood returns to commend the Doctor for a better parking job. Is it just me or was that a subtle hint of disability representation? A subtle reminder not to block the pavement for the elderly and disabled.

I liked that the TARDIS appeared to invite Ruby inside by opening her doors to her. You could say the Doctor flipped a switch, but he was busy doing his fourth costume change. I like to think she was giving her seal of approval. I never quite understood why the TARDIS didn’t like Clara. It seemed to come out of nowhere. The TARDIS was like, “I dunno why, but I don’t like this bitch.” I guess you could say the whole Impossible Girl thing made her competition, but now it’s just starting to sound like Moffat writing women. But the TARDIS and Ruby? Just gals being pals. Sisters before misters. Empowered women empower women. Yas queen.

In the end, we’re left with Mrs Flood comforting her neighbour Abdul after he sees the TARDIS dematerialise. She gives the camera a devious smile as she says “Never seen a TARDIS before?” This of course is the classic Davies Easter Egg. He knew the fandom would blow up. And dammit, after almost twenty years of saying it, it had better be the Rani. Some people have said Romana or Susan, but she feels a bit more sinister. Besides, if it’s Susan, I’m going to be disappointed because Carol Anne Ford is still alive. If it was Susan, we’re owed a flashback to her regeneration. The reason she feels slightly sinister is the way she gaslights Abdul about the TARDIS. She yells at the poor man like he parked the thing in front of her house even though she apparently knows what it is. Conversely, she could be nobody we’ve seen before. Perhaps she’s an Eternal or “the Boss.” Either way, I’m intrigued.

Ncuti Gatwa is finally the Doctor. It almost feels unreal to be able to say that. Not only have we waited a long time to say it, but what an exciting Doctor he is already. He brings an invigorated energy to the performance. He's full of charm and I can't picture many Doctors pulling off a curtsy as well as he did. I’m still waiting for him to get a bit scary, but his amazed reaction to seeing Goblins about to eat a baby shows me he’s capable of it. I would like to see them show his age a little, but there’s still loads of time. His conversation with Cherry gave us a glimpse at the ancient being behind his eyes, but I would like to see more. While the Doctor may still have hang-ups about his past, it would appear his time with Donna was a time of emotional healing. The Doctor isn’t afraid of his emotions and it’s been a bit of a revelation just how much I like that. This Doctor wears his hearts on his sleeves and it’s surprisingly refreshing. It’s a far cry from “I'm still quite socially awkward,” and I couldn’t be any happier about that. We have a new Doctor. A new companion. New rules. Is anyone else excited for May?

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shkika · 8 months

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Got any Headcanon backstory of how each iterator was named? Like, how did No Significant Harassment get his name? How did Five Pebbles get his name? Etc, etc. I'm curious what you think!

OHH what a fun ask to make up stuff on actually. Sure I have some headcanons. Iterator names are so so fun, because there's a lot you can do with them.

Different local groups could have themes perhaps on their names. Or perhaps their names are phrases or sayings or derive from them. I will go with each colony having their individual meaning for the iterator name.

Sliver of Straw- I've talked about her name extensively here! (x) Please check it out, because I LOVE her name. Basically means needle in a haystack + shortening it to SOS is genius. Just the best.

Looks To The Moon- I don't know if this is the most original take, but I do think her name has a lot of meaning especially if you take into account that she's one of the first or at least an extremely old iterator. I compare it to the landing on the Moon in a way even if it sounds silly. This impossible to reach place is now something well withing reach. Her name is to represent looking at opportunity at the impossible and striving to achieve it. Which can connect to.. well answering the impossible ascension question.

Five Pebbles- This is such a hard one for me. But since the game makes such strong parallels between those two. Making them opposites and such it makes sense to see that in their names. While Looks to the Moon's name is grand and aiming for high achievements. Five Pebbles' name could perhaps be about the smaller mundane things. Finding the solution in a little nook or cranny somewhere close to you. A place where you'd least expect it.

One name is to aim hight and strive for the impossible. The other is about staying low and finding the answer in the small things in life. Which is hilarious if you look at their actual characters. With FP making the bold dangerous decisions and experiments and LTTM vibing like a much more grounded character than him. I love those two.

No Significant Harassment- People find his name really weird which is amusing, because it's really not! To me at least. It can very simply mean "No real harm done". Which I think is probably the intention and it suits his funny guy personality quite a lot. In a way his name could mean peace! A fun hc I discussed with @creeket is that perhaps before NSH was built the colony was divided into four factions/houses that hated each other. The iterator was a reason for them to unite and work on something together which is what the four connected diamonds on his forehead represent.

Seven Red Suns- Okay this is one of the names I struggle the most with. My headcanons about SRS which I've mentioned before is that their colony is very religious and made them as an actual god, treating him as an actual all knowing god much muuch more than the other iterators are treated to the point Seven Red Suns has actual political power (which they really don't want to have). So I think their name is supposed to express how grand and impressive they are. Seven as in complete, perfect. Red is a royal, regal color and of course Suns further cementing their godhood. It makes me think of how the sun is often personified or given a deity to represent it. It can be a cruel leader that dries the land, but also give life and light.

Of course there's many ways to take it in completely different ways. Red stars if I'm not mistaken are the coldest.

Chasing Wind- I also really really like this iterator name. I like to imagine it as either one of two things or both. Chasing after something that is right in front of you yet just barely out of grasp. Like y'know the wind! Or your head is Chasing wind. Having an abundance of thoughts or ideas. Your imagination and creativity running wild and free like the wind!

Unparalleled Innocence- It's so on the nose haha. There is no buts or anything that is a direct opposite to her name in my headcanons. She's a very well meaning innocent person. She was the last iterator to be ever made and lacks a lot more context than the other. She was based of the concept of a child. Which of course children are known for their innocence and unique approach to the world.

#ask #anonymous #rain world #rainworld #lore rambles #kiki rambles #this was a lot of fun #i hope its an enjoyable read as well!#it took me a while bahah #ah #as for grey wind?#she doesnt count :)#in my version of the story #thats not a name given by the ancients #she gave that to herself.

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chemicalpink · 1 year

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Jungkook's Updated Chart [2023]

Alright, alright, by now you’ve heard it, I’ve heard it, we’ve all heard it and it has caused a joyous moment for the bts astrologers.

We’ve got in our hands Jungkook’s birth time (and while I really am not anticipating having to come back to the whole balance of opinions and general consensus of is it AM or PM) I am here to offer my two cents as a way to come back on here after a few too messy months.

Let us start with the (probably) most pressing matter: the rising sign. While the general consensus before his live was a Libra Rising, we now find ourselves between a Capricorn or a Leo rising, I believe it is important to look at the Moon both of them carry. While Capricorn carries a Virgo Moon, Leo carries a Leo Moon, which was already the Moon sign that had been adapted to him before any type of confirmation.

And while by general consensus Jungkook had been consensed as a day chart (which technically whether AM or PM he’s still a day inclined sect) I’m inclined to give a PM chart a chance. Hear me out.

Going by astrological knowledge, Jungkook’s chart continues to be a shady one even after we’ve been given his birth time in a general context. Say, a pretty easy way to tell if someone is an AM or PM chart, is by looking at the way that either the Sun or Moon resonates the most with the way one person is HOWEVER we love to complicate things in here so we’ll take the high road of looking at the malefic planets and their interactions within the chart according to the Hellenistic technique of sects. Say, either Mars or Saturn will play a major part of one’s life accordingly, and same applies to the benefits Jupiter and Venus.

So let’s draw it out.

Scorpio Mars in 4th or in 10th

Aries Saturn in 9th or in 3rd

Libra Venus in 3rd or in 9th

Aquarius Jupiter. In 7th or in 1st

A malefic Mars would be looking at someone that is filled with rage and aggression, while a Malefic Saturn is usually seen in people with Mercury-ruled Suns, such as Jungkook’s Virgo. Furthermore, Saturn never gives a malefic status when in houses 2,5,9,12. Now, I know we would love for the empowerment that a Scorpio Mars Jungkook would mean, however if you’ve been here for a while/ have read a bit on Scorpio Mars in general vs Scorpio Mars on Jungkook, you know already that it has been quite a wild ride between the empowered overly sexy go big or go home Scorpio Mars image and Jungkook’s very obvious downplay of said traits and leaning more towards a gentle, awkwardly flirty position; an Aries Saturn in his 3rd House would 100% explain the juxtaposition of it as Saturn would downplay his Scorpio Mars.

Also just as a personal note, I find it funny (see: funny as an expression, it curious at most) that a usual way to contradict a malefic Saturn in your chart is to have/care for 3 dogs (ahem Bam, Song and Paeng) then again, just a personal side note.

Either way, if Jungkook were to have a malefic Saturn, it would make him a PM chart/ night sect.

So onto the benefics, a Libra Venus benefic is usually seen with either a Capricorn or an Aquarius Rising however, if Jungkook were to have an Aquarius Jupiter benefic, it would solidify the tendency towards his expansion as an artist, along with the way that it would be a great placement for his success.

Messy, I told you. If we were to look at it in a simpler way, just by the semantics of “Which placements seem more impactful on Jungkook?” it would look like this:

An Aries Saturn is a sign of a generation’s leader, a little too competitive person that other peers find it hard to keep up with.

A Scorpio Mars is someone that does things their own way not giving a second thought to disappoint, yet very reality-driven when it comes to other people.

A Libra Venus benefits, amongst others, look a lot like obtaining luxuries in life and economic progress.

An Aquarius Jupiter benefits include rising academically and leading a very intellectually-driven life while receiving support from their superiors.

Without much thought into it, choosing one every two affirmations (say: 1 vs 2 and 3 vs 4) if you were to say hey, I think Jungkook’s Aries Saturn and Libra Venus sound a lot like what we’ve been able to see of him. We would be guessing a PM chart/ Night sect.

If you were to say Nah, I think his Scorpio Mars and Aquarius Jupiter are pretty evident. We would be guessing an AM chart/Light sect.

Now, NOW I KNOWWWW I’ve seen the discourse.

Oh Jungkook being a Leo rising and Leo Moon makes so much sense. But does it?

Sure, Leo risings are absolutely magnetic, mesmerising even; they are very aware of the image they want to project. There’s a lot of an “on-stage” vibe 24/7 with them (I’m looking at your karaoke at home, JK) They make rash decisions and are pretty well known for their lifelong temper tantrums as well as their idealism that tends to keep them out of trouble. It would 100% fit the marketing fairy image of his as Leo risings are great promoters. However (and not really counting the interactions a Leo rising would have with a Virgo Sun in the chart) Leo risings tend to live on a separate reality, almost fictional, and are driven by drama, pretty much blind to facts around them. I’ll give it to the allegations though, Leo risings are kids at heart, always fun loving and with wonder-filled eyes.

Leo Moon (yay double whammies) this is where it gets interesting. A normally reserved but not uncomfortable with the spotlight when needed to be, sounds a lot like Jungkook. There’s this thing with Leo Moons where they feel a need to control people around them, even if not really out there. It is a very creative placement that gives people a need to entertain, if only a bit lazy about it. Sulking is a big thing for them because they need a lot of love and care from the people surrounding them.

And if Jungkook truly is like that (because then again, we are only analysing a mere fraction of a true multifaceted human being while staying in our fan lane) we love to see it! However, it seems to me like it is more- of a description of Jungkook of BTS and his image when truly on stage.

Now, up for consideration:

Virgo Moons, the masters of pouting and nagging to get their way, as an underlying way to ask for care and attention from those around them. Prone to stress and pressure, most Virgo Moons are quick to rank themselves as “underachievers” in mostly academic terms , if only because they usually find other non academic/non traditional subjects to overachieve on. Very jealous of their own space in which they must develop themselves. Often shy when around new people and pretty chaotic with people they’re comfortable with. Self-critical but with a lot of bodily control that could make them excel in art forms that require spatial cognition such as dancing and tend to have plenty of “little hobbies” or stuff they try out and excel at.

Capricorn Rising (I know I know, sounds so out of it bc how could we even consider an Earth Sun and Earth Rising well-) perfectionists at their finest. A phrase that is always on the tip of their tongues “I will work harder” If you’re looking for someone that just naturally looks competent at whatever they do, it’s them. Often had to take on more responsibility than others at a younger age. Hard-working and driven personality thats makes it look easy to obtain their success levels. Epitomes of success stories in their own fields. Capricorn Risings are often quite mature and grown up when young due to having to grow up quickly and then loosen up and live a rather unique and free spirited way.

Personal note on that one, Capricorn Risings are often referred to as “karma tokens” if you were to cross them for whatever reason, be sure that it’ll get back to you.

Also, Capricorn Rising with Virgo Suns are often times delicate in terms of their skin and digestive system (which would make sense with Jungkook’s no gluten rule as of lately and his usual assortment of specialised personal care along with the aversion of dying his hair because of a delicate scalp)

A Cap rising would also make so much sense in terms of his relationships with the other members.

Capricorn Rising Virgo Suns have the best understanding with other Virgos and Capricorns (Namjoon and Taehyung)

There’s a lot of tenderness and admiration for Pisceans (Yoongi)

Plenty of childish disagreements and bickering with Sagittarius while Sag would 100% help them come out of their shell and learn to loosen up and embrace a more childish way of living towards happiness (Seokjin)

Prone to be pretty close with Libras and Aquarians (Jimin and Hoseok)

One way or another, the general consensus will come our way and as a BTS astrologer we shall respect the voice of the people, however I hope you enjoyed this food for thought, at the end of the day, and I shall keep repeating it, until we know for sure first hand if it is AM or PM, the only person that can and should resonate with it regardless of the exact time is the person to who the chart belongs to, which in this case is Jungkook.

Nevertheless, I am a 15:23 advocate. If only because when looking at his chart’s universal time, being born at 3:23PM would make him a light sect with a 6:23 AM hour (which again, I find funny numerology-wise cause 2x3=6 and that’s the whole universal time of birth for him)

#kpop astrology #bts astrology #jungkook astrology #jeon jungkook #jeon jungkook astrology #jungkook birth chart #bangtan astrology #yes im back hello #this was a great topic to come back to #i have another thing prepared for you #but it shall wait

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I'm making my way through the "Donkeyskin" section of Cinderella Tales from Around the World, starting with the versions from Greece, Albania, and Italy.

*In most of these variants, the condition for the father-king's remarriage is either that his bride's finger must fit the late queen's wedding ring or that her foot must fit the queen's shoe. One day, either not knowing about the promise or just not suspecting how far her father will take it, the princess puts on the ring or the shoe and finds that it fits, so her father resolves to marry her.

**As I mentioned in my last post, however, some versions don't have her father want to marry her. In one version, her father is just extremely protective and never lets her leave the castle, so she runs away out of longing for freedom. (Although this is from Andrew Lang's The Grey Fairy Book, so Lang most likely bowdlerized it.) In another, her father betroths her to a rich young man who is really the Devil in disguise, which her fairy governess realizes and alerts her to, but which her father won't believe.

*In different Donkeyskin tales throughout the world, it varies whether the heroine comes up with her gown requests and her disguise by herself or is advised by someone else. These Mediterranean versions tend to give her an advisor: usually her nurse or governess who's secretly a fairy or a good witch, but sometimes a male magician instead, or even the Pope.

*The theme of the three gowns in these variants tends to be this: one gown that looks like the heavens with the sun, the moon, and all the stars on it, one that looks like the sea with all the fishes on it, and one that looks like the earth with every type of flower on it. Several Mediterranean versions of Cinderella also uses this theme for the heroine's gowns.

**Also as in Mediterranean Cinderellas, the heroine sometimes throws coins or jewels behind her when she leaves each ball to distract the prince's servants and prevent them from stopping her.

*Several Italian versions are titled Maria Wood. In some of them, she just wears a wooden dress like the Norwegian Kari Woodencloak. But in others, more interestingly, she encases herself in a full-body suit made of wood, with joints so she can move her limbs, which makes her look like an old woman. Sometimes she sings a funny little rhyme about being "made of wood" when she first introduces herself to the prince or king. This suit also miraculously has room to store her three gowns inside it.

**In other versions, though, she disguises herself in animal skins – e.g. pigskin, rabbit skins, or wolf skin. Sometimes, instead of just passing as a human dressed in skins, she actually masquerades as an animal – a bear, or a horse – although it varies whether she pretends to be an ordinary, non-sapiant animal who stays in the palace yard or a talking animal who works as a scullery maid.

**Giambattista Basile's Il Pentamerone includes a variant, The She-Bear, where the heroine turns herself into a bear by putting a piece of magic wood (given to her by a wise old woman) into her mouth. After she flees, the prince finds her in the forest, and she becomes his pet. The truth is finally revealed when the bear kisses the sick prince, and as she does so, the piece of wood accidentally falls from her lips.

**In another version, called Zuccaccia ("Ugly Gourd"), she disguises herself in a dress covered with strips of dried pumpkin.

**In yet another version, called Pellicotto ("Ugly Skin"), a fairy helps the heroine by magically coating her entire body and face with fur. Then the heroine further disguises herself by putting on male clothes and finds work as the prince's stable-boy. I suspect that "Sapsorrow" from Jim Henson's The Storyteller was partly inspired by this version, since Sapsorrow is likewise completely covered with fur and wears men's breeches in her magical disguise as "the Scraggletag."

*In some versions, she doesn't wear strange clothing or go to work as a servant at all. Instead, she requests a gift of two giant hollow candlesticks or a candelabrum from her father. Then she hides inside one of the candlesticks/the candelabrum, which a servant takes to another kingdom and sells to the prince. Every night when the prince has gone out or is asleep, she emerges and either eats some of his food or tidies his room. This mystifies the prince until he finally spies on the room at night, discovers her, and falls in love. Some similar variants have her hide in a simple wooden chest instead of a candlestick/candelabrum.

*Sometimes she hides her beautiful gowns in a chest, sometimes in three nutshells, or sometimes she has a magic wand with which she makes them appear when she needs them.

*The majority of these versions – and probably the majority from every country, though we'll see if it's true or not – have the prince or king mistreat the disguised heroine. Traditionally, before each of the three balls, she asks to be allowed to go, but he refuses and hits her with an object (often a boot, a shovel, and tongs, though they vary). Then at the ball, when he asks the "beautiful princess" where she comes from, she replies that she's from the land of "Boot," "Shovel," and "Tongs," or whatever the objects were. @adarkrainbow and I have already discussed this recurring theme and how to understand it. In the past, both male-on-female and master-on-servant abuse were more often played for laughs. In this case, assuming that the oral storytellers were mostly commoners, it's arguably social satire at the prince/king's expense (i.e. "Ha ha! Those royals and nobles treat us like dirt, but if we had clothes like theirs they might fall madly in love with us!"), and the princess's trick at the ball can be seen as revenge, sending him on wild goose chases in search of the lands of "Boot," "Shovel," etc. Still, by modern standards, it's not comfortable seeing the heroine treated this way by her future husband.

**Some versions omit this theme, however, and have the prince treat her kindly and see her as a funny little friend. In a few, instead of refusing when she asks to go the three balls, he invites her to the balls, but she pretends to refuse. Zuccaccia is one of these variants: though it keeps the running gag of the prince hitting her with objects, it reimagines them as just light, playful raps amid sibling-like banter.

**One other version has the prince just verbally insult her, and at the balls, when he asks for her name, she replies with the names he called her earlier: "My name is Mud-Scraper," "My name is Blockhead," etc. In yet another, she hits him with the objects each time he refuses to take her to the ball.

*In some versions, at the third ball, the prince/king slips a ring onto the princess's finger, which she later drops into the bread, cake, or soup she sends to him when he becomes sick with love. In others, after the third ball, she sends him food over the course of three days, and each time she drops a golden trinket that she brought from home into the food. Either way, he asks to see the person who made the food, and either she comes undisguised in her beautiful gown, or else he rips off her disguise and reveals the gown underneath it. Or, in a simpler alternative, she asks to take the food to his sickroom herself, and she does so wearing her beautiful gown.

*On her website, though not in this book itself, Heidi Ann Heiner notes that in many Donkeyskin tales (e.g. Perrault's), the father-king gets less blame than he deserves for his incestuous desire and is easily forgiven in the end. That isn't the case in many Italian versions, though: he's clearly portrayed as a villain.

**In several variants, the king is carried away by the Devil as soon as his daughter runs away. In one, he actually sells his soul to the Devil in exchange for the three otherworldly gowns his daughter demands from him, which leads to the Devil claiming his due after the wedding doesn't take place.

**Several other versions follow the heroine's marriage by having the father seek revenge for her refusal to marry him. In an especially grisly literary version, Doralice, the king comes to his daughter's new home in disguise, murders her two children, and then frames her for the crime. For this her husband has her buried up to her chin in the ground to be slowly eaten by worms. But her childhood nurse finally reveals the whole truth to the young king, so Doralice is saved, while her wicked father is tortured to death. In a similar but milder variant, The Deer, the king uses magic to turn his daughter into (of course) a deer; but eventually she meets her husband again during a hunt in the woods and provokes him to shoot her, which breaks the spell. In yet another, the king tries to throw his daughter into a cauldron of boiling oil, only to get caught just in time and be thrown in himself.

@adarkrainbow, @ariel-seagull-wings, @themousefromfantasyland

#cinderella #donkeyskin #fairy tale #variations #cinderella tales from around the world #heidi ann heiner #greece #albania #italy #tw: incest #tw: abuse #tw: violence #tw: murder

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Lavender Haze

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A/N: This imagine is inspired by Taylor Swift's song, Lavender Haze. I will post other imagines with songs from the Midnight's album.

Summary: Being a Kook had its perks, but it also had its downsides. You lived on the edge of Figure Eight and The Cut. Unlike most Kook parents, your parents let you live a carefree life and be friends with whomever you wanted. However, they were still set on you presenting a good image to the other Kooks. When you moved, you met Kiara and her friends. It shouldn't be surprising that you fell for the blonde surfing Pogue.

Notes:

Y/N/N: Your Nick Name

Y/L/N: Your Last Name

Y/F/M: Your Favorite Meal

Warnings: Long Imagine

JJ Maybank x-reader

The ceiling fan circle around and around, a gust of wind whipping past the wooden blades. My music hummed in the background with the soft sound of crickets outside my window. I flipped on my side with my shoulder against the mattress. In bold red lettering, my clock read 12:30 am.

Every night for the past few months, JJ had been sneaking into my room to see me. I had told him multiple times that my parents didn't mind him going through the front door, but he said that coming in through the window was more fun. I sat up in my bed to check my phone.

No messages from JJ, only one from Kiara about a funny TikTok she saw. I leaned back in my bed as I scrolled through my Instagram feed. A couple seconds passed until a knock came from the window beside my bed. JJ sat there with a smile.

I practically hopped off the bed to open the window. He stepped in, trying to keep his balance. "Sorry, I'm a few minutes late. John B couldn't find his phone and decided to tear the whole chateau apart," JJ said. I closed the window before joining him on the bed.

"Couldn't you have just called it?" I suggested. "Yeah, but he had it on silent for some odd reason," JJ replied. I chuckled as the two of us fell into a comfortable silence. He laced his hand with mine, running a thumb on the side of my palm. "You ever notice that your ceiling always shakes like it's going to fall?" he mentioned.

Meet me at midnight Staring at the ceiling with you Oh, you don't ever say too much And you don't really read into My melancholia

I turned to him with my brows furrowed, keeping down a laugh. He shifted his position, so he was on his side. "Now, why would you say that? Because now all I'm going to think about is my fan falling on me in the middle of the night," I replied. He let go of my hand, raising his arms in defense.

He sat up in my bed with his eyes settling on the view behind my house. My house was close to the water, perfectly positioned in front of the docks of other houses. I often would stay up just to see the moon sit above the dark blue waters.

Sometimes, I'd even do an all-nighter just to watch the sunrise. My head comfortably rested on JJ's shoulders, our hands still intertwined. I looked up at him and admired how the moon landed on his skin, illuminating his little sun freckles.

In the past, I never really had good relationships, not counting that one fling with Kelce in middle school. JJ knew that this whole relationship was new to me. I wasn't used to someone being there for me 24/7.

I've been under scrutiny You handle it beautifully All this shit is new to me

JJ must've felt my gaze. He turned away from the view to catch my eyes. "What?" he said. "Nothin," I responded, bringing my attention to the water. A few boats would coast by, which was normal. Sometimes a few reckless and adventurous Kooks - or Pogues - would spend all night on the water.

My friends and I occasionally do that, but Pope usually declines, given his parent's strict curfew schedule. "Were you looking at me again?" he said. "Looking at you? I always look at you," my attention was still on the window.

He sighed before setting a finger underneath my chin. JJ brought my focus back to him. Now, I noticed the limited space between us. JJ kept his finger underneath my chin before bringing his lips to mine. The same hand went to the side of my face.

I felt my stomach do flips at the feeling of his lips on mine. We've shared moments like these several times, but this is the first time it has felt like this. I couldn't keep my smile from going away when we pulled away for a pause. "So, since you're a Kook," JJ said.

"I'm not a Kook," I replied, "I'm a...."

"A Pook," he finished. I sat up in my spot, tilting my head in confusion. He chuckled at my expression. "What the hell is a 'Pook'?" I said. "It's a Pogue and Kook. You know, a Pook," he clarified. I shook my head in amusement and laid back down, now resting on his chest. He kissed my head until the two of us fell asleep.

I feel a lavender haze creeping up on me. So real, I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say No deal, the 1950s shit they want from me I just wanna stay in that lavender haze

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(Later the next day)

This morning, I had to leave JJ's arms to take an early shift at The Wreck with Kiara. Kiara and I stood side by side as we refilled the napkin dispensers and condiment trays. We had about fifteen minutes before the restaurant opened up.

It usually wasn't busy in the morning, but when the clock strikes 12:00, The Wreck gets really busy. "And he spent the night? Yet, you never told him?" Kie mentioned, following me as I set one of the silver dispensers at a booth.

I nodded and went back to our station. Kiara and Sarah were the only ones in our group who knew I loved JJ. Pope and John B were aware of my relationship with JJ, but they didn't know how I truly felt. Kiara sighed and finished filling the last bit of the napkins. She started working on adding the condiments to some of the trays.

"I just," I paused, "I'm worried that if I say something, it won't end well."

She nodded and handed me two trays. Kiara pointed to the other side of the restaurant. "I mean, that thing with Kelce in middle school and then Thomas freshmen year doesn't help," she said, "And, what makes you think JJ would make fun of you for telling him?" She grabbed one of the trays from me. "I don't think that. It's the anxiety and overthinker side of me that's thinking that," I replied.

My best friend chuckled and nodded her head in agreement. I married the two bottles of ketchup, making sure they were even. Kiara leaned against the table with her arms crossed. "Just skip the 'l love you part' and get married. God, it's like watching two feral cats fight over a piece of salmon," Kiara commented.

All they keep asking me Is if I'm gonna be your bride The only kind of girl they see is a one-night or a wife.

I looked at her with my mouth agape, trying to think of a response to her terrible analogy. Kiara trailed her eyes away from the floor to look at me. "Wha-what did you just say?" I chuckled between each word. She shoved my shoulder and went back to her job. "You know what I meant," Kiara replied. She sent me a look, preventing me from saying anything.

Her parents walked out of the doors of the kitchen. They looked around to check our progress. Mrs. Carrera noticed the two of us were laughing together. "Girls, could one of you go change the toilet paper and towels in the bathroom?" she questioned.

"I can do it," I set the tray at one of the empty tables. Kiara laughed to herself, remembering the stupid comment she had made. Mrs. Carrera cleared her throat, which caught her daughter's attention. I escaped into the bathroom, still laughing.

As I set a new paper towel in the bathroom, and some toilet paper in each stall, I couldn't get the talk with Kiara out of my head. My phone rang from my back pocket. JJ's profile popped up on my screen:

Mr. JJ Maybank: Hey! How's your shift going?

Me: Pretty good. Kiara compared me to a feral cat, so...

Mr. JJ Maybank: What? 😂

Me: It's a long story. What are you doing?

Mr. JJ Maybank: John B needed my help to clean the boat.

Me: By helping him, you mean watching him do all the work and saying he missed a spot.

Mr. JJ Maybank: Shhh, go back to work, Y/N/N.

I sent him a 'middle finger' Bitmoji before stepping out of the bathroom. Kiara was sweeping the dining area with a glum look on her face. I guess her mom tasked her with cleaning when she saw us laughing.

"Feral cats," I muttered when I walked past her.

She reached over and tapped me on the back of the leg with the spikey broom. I lunged at her as if I could fight her. "Oh, I'm so scared," she said. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the cleaning spray and some paper towels to wipe down the tables and windows.

A couple hours passed, and The Wreck was busy as usual. I balanced a tray of food on my way to a table outside. It was nice to feel the bright sun on my skin, immediately warming me up. "I've got a plate of fried shrimp, curly fries, and a small side of corn salad," I handed the plate to the little girl, "And crab cakes with potato wedges and coleslaw." I set the plate down in front of the girl's father.

"Can I get you two anything else?" I asked, tucking the tray underneath me. "Yes. Could we get some more napkins and one of the Lobster Bibs?" the man asked. "Of course, I'll be right back with those," I said. I dropped the tray off with the rest of them and grabbed some extra napkins and one of the bibs from the kitchen.

The man thanked me when I handed them the things he asked for. Today felt more busy than usual, I've already had three people ask me for things that weren't on the menu and an older woman asking for a nonalcoholic drink that we didn't offer.

"Hey, Y/N, table three was asking for you, by the way," George, another server, said. "Okay. Anything specific?" I asked, grabbing a pen from the stand. He shrugged and went back to the kitchen.

I sighed, thinking of endless possibilities as to what the table wanted. I hadn't served them, so who knew what they wanted. My worried demeanor was replaced when John B, Pope, Sarah, and JJ sat at the table. "Hey, what're you guys doing here?" I asked, setting my notepad into the pocket of my apron.

"Kiara said you two were having a tough shift. So, we figured we'd come and visit," Sarah said, smiling. I smiled and thanked them. "She's not wrong," I said.

"When do you and Kie have your lunch break?" JJ asked, reaching over to lace his hand with mine. I checked my watch. "In about twenty minutes," I answered. "We can wait," John B said.

I thanked my thoughtful friends and went back to my other tables. Twenty minutes felt like twenty hours. Kiara and I sat with the boys outside, away from the customers. We had snuck some food out of the kitchen. JJ and I shared a plate of Y/F/M with a side of fries.

John B went on a tangent about JJ not helping with the HMS Pogue. My boyfriend claimed he saw a 'huge ass spider' and refused to step foot onto the boat. JJ's fear of spiders was something neither of us could speak about.

"It was big, okay? You'd be scared if you had seen it," JJ said, his hand resting around the back of my chair. "Oh, yeah, I'm sure tough guy," Sarah scoffed and rolled her eyes. Our lunch breaks were usually around thirty minutes, sometimes forty if Kiara's parents were feeling generous. Since it was busy today, we probably wouldn't get a forty-minute lunch.

I opened my mouth to speak but was rudely interrupted by someone. Thomas Collins joined in on our conversation. This was the same Thomas that I dated my Freshmen year. He's one of those guys that won't take no for answer. I didn't realize that until four months into our 'relationship'.

JJ took his arm off my shoulders to set a hand on my thigh. "How's my favorite crew doing?" Thomas asked with a sly smirk. "We're doing okay, thanks," Pope replied. Sarah took a sip of her Lemonade, trying her best to ignore Thomas' presence.

"So. JJ, Y/N. How're you two doing? Can't help but see you two are enjoying yourselves," Thomas said. Despite our hints, he grabbed a chair from a nearby table and sat with us. I discreetly checked the time on my watch.

Thankfully, Kiara and I only had ten minutes left of our lunch break. Kiara looked over her shoulder, trying to find her dad or mom. "Have you gotten bored of her yet?" Thomas continued, "Does she still do that thing where she'll ask you to help her with something? Because she'd do that all the time, it would get so f-"

I drowned out his statements, watching him move his mouth in an obnoxious tone. JJ ran a hand up and down my leg. I noticed Kiara would glance at her watch and then at me. During this whole conversation, I hadn't noticed that JJ wasn't paying any attention to Thomas.

Which was weird. He'd do anything to threaten any guy who spoke badly about me. I looked at JJ to find him with his eyes already on me. He reassured me that everything was going to be okay, he wasn't listening to Thomas one bit.

I find it dizzying They're bringing up my history But you aren't even listening

Thomas leaned back in the chair with crossed arms. I hoped the chair would break from underneath him, and he'd humiliate himself. "Y/N and I have to finish our shift," Kiara cut the conversation short. JJ grabbed my hand and led me out of the chair. "Thomas, why don't you come out with us?" Sarah offered. "We'll show you around The Cut, take you to our favorite places," John B added.

My ex-boyfriend glanced at the two and then at JJ, standing before me. "No. I think I'll stay here, keep Y/N and Kie some company," Thomas denied. "Now," JJ's voice was tense. Kiara took me from JJ before things escalated. We went to the counter and clocked back in.

"You okay?" she asked. I nodded and tied my apron around my back. Kiara handed me my notepad, setting her own into the pocket. "I'm alright. I really thought we were gonna witness a Kook vs. Pogue battle," I responded.

"Yeah, me too."

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(Later)

I stepped out of the shower and changed into a pair of clothes. My best friend sat on my bed, flipping through her TikTok feed. "Any word from the gang?" I set my bag beside the bedroom door. Kiara sat up in my bed with her cell phone in hand.

"Yeah. I told them we'd head over to Chateau when you were done getting ready."

She set her phone down, grabbing her sandals from the side of the bed. I slipped my shoes on. "Are you okay after what happened earlier?" Kiara stood up from the bed. "I'm fine. Thomas' comments don't get to me anymore," I slipped my arm into the strap of my tote bag.

Kiara nodded. We hopped into my car and drove to the chateau, listening to Taylor Swift's new album. Taylor Swift was the number one artist that just the two of us listened to.

The boys hated it. Well, Pope didn't mind listening to her music. We often joke that he is a die-hard Swifty. When I pulled into the Chateu, John B and Sarah were sitting in the hammock while JJ and Pope were passing a football back and forth.

"Let's hope hanging out with Thomas didn't go haywire," Kiara said. I chuckled, stepping out of the car with my bag in hand. Pope caught the football before it fell to the ground. JJ was the first to greet Kiara and me.

He fist-bumped Kiara before bringing me in for a hug. JJ wouldn't let me go until we sat down on the hammock, stealing John B and Sarah's spot. John B stepped into the chateu to get some beers for everyone. "So, what happened to Thomas?" Kiara asked.

She sat down beside Pope on one of the benches. John B came out with the drinks. "Let's just say he won't be bothering us anytime soon," he handed me a beer. "What did you guys do?" I twisted the bottle cap off.

"Oh, you know, just told him that he's a terrible human being, and we that we saw him and his gf doin' it in the Cameron's pool," JJ smirked. "That'll do it," Kiara commented, tossing John B the bottle cap.

He caught it and dropped it into a trash bag beside him. I looked at Sarah when JJ said what they did. "That was the first time I heard anything about that," she said. JJ put his arm around my shoulder, bringing me to his chest.

I feel a lavender haze creeping up on me. So real, I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say No deal, the 1950s shit they want from me I just wanna stay in that lavender haze That lavender haze

I felt his lips linger on the top of my head before pulling away. "So, what did Thomas do when you threatened him?" I asked. "Well, he did try to square up, but apparently, the boys are intimidating," Sarah replied. "Apparently?" Pope leaned forward to look at Sarah. She ignored his glance, finishing off her drink.

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(Later)

As the night grew, I began to regret not bringing a jacket with me. John B started a fire a little while as the sun began to set. "Hey, your jacket's in my room if you wanted me to get it," JJ said. "I'll get it. I need to go to the bathroom anyways," I replied.

He nodded. I got up from the hammock, slipping my phone into my shorts pocket. "Could you grab me a water?" Sarah handed me her empty can of beer. "Yeah. Does anyone else need anything?" I offered. They all shook their heads.

I stepped into the guest room and found my jacket hanging on the bedpost. I could still hear my friends talking when I stepped into the kitchen. The fridge didn't offer much, but I was able to find water for myself and Sarah. As I walked back outside, I heard my name mentioned a few times, either by Kiara or Sarah.

Talk your talk and go viral I just need this love spiral Get it off your chest Get it off my desk

Sarah thanked me as I handed her a water bottle. I joined JJ on the hammock. "Hey, could I talk to you for a second?" he asked. "Sure," I replied. JJ took my hand, leading me over to the dock. The group whistled as we walked where the boat was tied. I looked over my shoulder to spot Kiara and Sarah giving me a thumbs-up.

JJ and I stood side by side. The sun was beginning to set above the marsh, creating a beautiful orange and pink glow on the water. JJ leaned against the dock with his hands resting on the wooden bar. I watched him as he thought to himself. "You okay?" I asked, noticing him playing with his bracelets.

His eyes darted from the water and then up to the long grass. I set a hand on top of his wrist, gaining his attention. "Do you ever start thinking of someone while you’re walking or doing something random, and you start smiling uncontrollably because you’ve got that certain someone on your mind?" he spoke.

I feel a lavender haze creeping up on me. So real, I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say No deal, the 1950s shit they want from me I just wanna stay in that lavender haze

I nodded in response. JJ sighed and turned to look at me; he leaned against the docks pillar. "You're..." he looked back at the group (GIF Above), "You're that person I think about constantly." I smiled. The same round of butterflies that happened earlier sprouted. "This whole feelings thing, it's still kind of new to me," he said.

"Me too," I nodded, looking out at the horizon. My mind reminded me of the conversation between Kiara and my thoughts that were rotating. Better say it now before I completely disregard it.

"JJ, I love you," I blurted. It took him a second to look away from the water to me. I hesitated to look up from the ground. The corners of JJ's lips lifted. "Really?" his brows rose. "Yeah," my voice was soft as I spoke. He let out a relieved sigh. JJ wrapped his arms around me.

I already knew that the group was going to have a field day. Hell, I bet they already are. They've got a good view of the dock. "I love you too," JJ said. His grip on me tightened when I rested my head on his chest.

Get it off your chest Get it off my desk That lavender haze I just wanna stay in that lavender haze

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twig-tea · 7 months

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A question for you because you seem like one of those people who has watched everything: how did you get started watching bl, and what are your ultimate favorite shows?

Double-barrelled! I'm honoured.

How did I get into BL?

The short answer is that ~2016 the YouTube algorithm served me up Lovesick and I immediately went EXCUSE ME WHAT IS THIS and looked up everything else available and watched literally everything I could get my hands on (which at the time was easy because there was only a handful compared to today, but it still felt like a wealth of content to enjoy).

The longer answer is that I used to be really involved in GL (I was the secretary at the first Yuricon in North America in 2002 or 2003) and then BL manga fandom (was in a scanlation group for awhile) through ~2006? so its extra hilarious that this wasn't my route in; I apparently took a break right before they started making live action versions in Japan. But when I got into Thai BL it was fun rediscovering these tropes in a new medium and through the lens of a new-to-me culture, noticing how they differed and how the genre had matured (and how it hadn't), and on catching up on the stuff out of Japan, seeing some of the manga I read over a decade ago come to life! So I mention this history because it's definitely a part of why I stayed (and probably why the algorithm found me relatively quickly).

I only started tracking things in a spreadsheet in 2020 (and it's not nearly as comprehensive or useful as @absolutebl 's), but I did try to backfill the highlights of what I've seen and I have over 550 rows on there, fwiw. I'm a completionist so I do try to watch everything, though that's getting more and more impossible these days.

Ultimate Favourite Shows

This question is so hard. I know you didn't even give me a limit but you have to understand @lurkingshan, I can't choose favourites, I have a draft top ten list that has been blank for 3 years because I can't commit. Okok. I'm just going to list shows as they come to me (not in any particular order):

Thailand: Until We Meet Again, He's Coming to Me, Diary of Tootsies, WhyRU, Ingredients, Not Me, Secret Crush on You, I Told Sunset About You & I Promised You the Moon, Triage, You're My Sky, Make it Right, La Pluie, My Ride, Bad Buddy, My School President, Laws of Attraction, Moonlight Chicken, Dear Dr I'm Coming for Soul, To Sir With Love/Khun Chai, The Eclipse, Midnight Museum, Lovely Writer... Grey Rainbow [ducks, hides, runs away]

Japan: Doushitemo Furetakunai (no touching at all), Kinou Nani Tabeta (What did you eat yesterday?), Our Dining Table, Takara-Kun and Amagi-Kun, Old Fashioned Cupcake, 7 Days (mon-thurs & fri-sun), His (miniseries & movie), I Want to See Only You, Kieta Hatsukoi/My love mix-up, the Cherry Magic Movie, Life~Senjou no bokura/Love on the Line, 180 Degrees Longitude Passes Through Us, Given (anime is my fave version), Tokyo in April Is..., Cornered Mouse Dreams of Cheese, Utsukushii Kare/My beautiful man

Korea: Our Dating Sim, Semantic Error, The Lover [BL side], Color Rush, Blueming, Cherry Blossoms After Winter, Love Class 2, Made on the Rooftop, Discipline Z, Light on Me, To My Star (yes both seasons), Strongberry (faves are Long Time No See, Confidential Coffee Break, and A First Love Story), Sing My Crush, Just Friends?

Vietnam: Goodbye Mother, Hey! First Love, Nation's Brother, You Are Ma Boy, Follow My Sunshine, FOOLs, Tien Bromance: My Small Family, Love Bill

Philippines: Gameboys, Gaya sa Pelikula, Boys Lockdown, Cheat [warning: horror], Your Home, Better Days

Taiwan: Be Loved in House, My DNA Says Love You, We Best Love (1 & 2), HIStory (Crossing the Line is my fave, and second fave is...Make Our Days Count [ducks, hides, burrows into ground]).

Other: Summerdaze (short from Singapore), Stay Still (Hong Kong), HeHe and He (Hong Kong, final season in progress but s1&2 are so funny) and the bromances/difficult to categorize: Scumbag System, Word of Honor, The Untamed, Guardian, Coffee Prince, Bromance (Taiwanese), Great Men Academy, Mr Queen, Sleuth of Ming Dynasty, SCI Mystery

*deep breath* ok I'm stopping lol narrowing it down any less than this gives me pain so I won't try. Also I'm sure I forgot something obvious (and Tumblr was eating drafts of this at various points). All I can say about this list is it's under 100 and that's the best I could do.

Thanks for the ask, and to anyone who made it this far thanks for reading!

#thank you for the ask!#multi bl #rec list #i remain a parody of myself and unable to choose favourites #thank you for coming to my ted talk #ask game #typed so i can stop thinking it

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perpetuelledaydreaming · 2 years

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cruel intentions | chapter nineteenth

summary: honestly, fuck it.

warnings: smut (minors dni)

listen to: You get me so high - The Neighbourhood | Afterglow - Taylor Swift (playlist here)

Please go look at the playlist, I revamped it all so you can read the chapters with the new songs and also maybe give your guesses of what's coming next given the songs?

word count: 3.3 k

series masterlist + read the next chapter early on my ko-fi!!

You didn’t sleep that night either. It had been over a week or so since you’d gotten to sleep more than a couple of hours; the growing pain in your chest didn’t allow you to -a longing and deep ache that you’d only felt once before in your life-, to the point that it was starting to worry you. It was hard to breathe, as usual, inhaling and exhaling attempting to calm yourself down.

It failed because the only thing you could see was Peter’s pained face.

It was around five a.m. when you were tired of turning and tossing on your bed all night that you decided to do something about it. You woke up when the sun was just starting to come up, realizing you needed to hurry up you walked silently to your lab still in your oversize pajama and without any shoes.

The initiation of your lab was kept the same, the same code, the same routine of snapping your fingers and the whole place would light up. You walked around it, still able to see your last notes on the desk with the tools sprawled on the lab, just like you’d left it. Part of you wondered if Tony had left it like this because it hurt too much for him to go back, just like it hurt you.

You walked to the small platform and stayed still while you looked around, you pressed something on your watch before you finally spoke.

“HAPPY?” you asked softly.

“Yes, Mrs. Stark?” The AI answered you, a bit of trepidation in his voice which you found funny.

“Can you check my vitals?” you asked nervously, feeling cold sweat running down your back.

“On it, Mrs. Stark,”

The sensors began to trace your body as you stayed still, trying to regulate your breath while your feet tapped furiously on the platform.

“It’s my heart? Or my brain?” you asked, holding your hands in closed fists so hard that you knew crescent moons would appear on your palms.

The AI remained silent for other seconds. “No sign of cardiac anomaly or unusual brain activity,” HAPPY answered sternly as you nodded your head furiously.

“That’s good, so it’s the alcohol? Any side-effects from whatever I had over those days?” you asked while you turned around, pacing around the platform and letting out a sigh while passing a hand through your hair.

“My diagnosis is that you’ve experienced severe anxiety during the last few days,”

The words made you stop dead in your tracks while you turned around to the screen. There it was, the diagnosis was right there. It was all in your fucking brain, you cursed silently as you walked out of the lab, the sun was already up as you hurried down the hallways back into your room. You closed the door, as best as you could with Peter’s dent on it before going to the bathroom and closing the door quickly.

Your eyes fell into the mirror in front of you, there were already tears threatening to fall from your eyes while you were panting.

“Get your shit together,” you growled to yourself, as you tried to wipe the tears away while you glared at you furiously.

Angry filled your chest as you looked at yourself, wondering where the hell the strong Stark had gone and had left a pathetic whiny girl instead. It wasn’t you, it wasn’t supposed to be you.

Your vexation was broken though, as you heard some noise coming from the hallway outside of your room. You took a deep breath before opening the door to the bathroom and peeking through the main door.

There he was. Closing the door softly while he carried some bags in his hands. Peter didn’t want to wake anyone up, instead, he wanted to be as silent as he could. He hadn’t slept that night either, none of the nights since you’d fought for that matter, even less when he’d seen his social media filled with pictures of you in multiple bars.

He’d gone to the compound since Tony had asked him to, not because he wanted to be away but because you still seemed to be running away from your feelings, from him. Peter had decided that he was done chasing you around three a.m., he wondered if he was a coward for running away from you but he concluded that it was the same that you’d done before to him.

You couldn’t open up to him, you just couldn’t and it pained Peter too much to stay there.

Even more when he turned around and saw you, staring at him with a pained expression. He watched you silently for a moment, he watched as you silently walked forward to him but Peter refused, he refused to be dropped a whole new layer of hurt onto him. He began to walk away, wondering if you would let him be, passing right in front of you without a word.

He doesn’t know for a moment if it would’ve hurt more if you’d talked to him rather than watched him walk away silently.

You consider it for a moment as well, part of you wants to run back to your room but you linger in the doorway.

Were you would actually let him leave?

You’re running behind him before you even notice it yourself. In only an oversize shirt and no shoes, you all through the compound until you reached the main door. He’s still there thankfully, packing his bags into a car.

“Peter,” you said softly as he finished placing the bags in the trunk, he turned around for you, surprise that you’d gone downstairs. “What are you doing?”

Peter huffed. “I’m going home,”

You shook your head. “You were supposed to stay here, you can’t just leave!” you explained to him while you looked back at the compound.

He looked at you with widened eyes. He wanted to believe that you would say whatever you were feeling for him, he wanted to believe that you would just talk to him so he could do something about it. He waited for it, but after a few seconds, he sighed as he placed the heel of his hand on his eye, already tired as the sun was coming up.

“But I am,” Peter sighed. You stared at him, he could feel your heartbeat from where it was, it was hammering so hard that Peter got worried for a second, and he frowned. “Tell me the truth, do you want me here?”

Yes, you thought but your mouth didn’t seem to formulate it.

“I…”

Peter felt another pang of hurt in his chest. He closed the trunk softly as he gave you one last look before he walked to the passenger's door and closed the door, the car drove away as you were still there, watching him leave.

He’d given up on you. It hit you like a ton of bricks as you took shallow breaths but instead of tears attempting to fall from your eyes, you could only feel a hot burning rumble running through your chest.

“Fuck it,” you muttered silently while you walked towards your room again.

Fuck the wager, fuck trying to avoid your feelings, fuck feeling fucking weak. Fuck everything that had been attempting to hold you down.

You ignored the curious glances of people, you could only think about one thing and one thing only. When you reached the room, you tore the oversize shirt from your body as you jumped in the shower as quickly as you could. You barely dried your body as you began to dress again while you

“HAPPY, find the address to Peter Parker’s place,” you grumbled while dressing with the first things you could find.

“Mrs. Stark, Mr. Stark ordered a complete lockdown of this information, it’s even deleted from the internet.” HAPPY to inform you.

“Override Karen’s system and give me the address,” you hounded again at the AI as you placed some make-up over to your face.

“Mrs. Stark I-”

“HAPPY, I’m not going to say it again,” you replied with a deep breath. “Please,” you insisted.

By the time Peter arrived at his apartment, the sun was already up but there weren’t many people in the streets so early on a Sunday morning, he was just entering his bags to his apartment as he tried to forget how gorgeous but also hurt you looked as he left.

Peter wonder if he was being a coward by letting you go, he wondered if he should be back at the compound knocking down on your door and simply asking for one more chance with you. He suspected there was something that you weren’t telling him. At least if you reject him then, he wouldn’t be dealing with the guilt of not trying one more time to eat him alive like at that moment.

Peter groans as he realizes, the only thing he’d wanted to do was to be with you, he messed up by leaving. He knows he shouldn’t have left, his body moves before he notices it himself.

He walked determinedly towards the door of his apartment but just as he opened it, you were there.

You hoped that you didn’t look insane, you were practically wearing the first things you’d found in your closet, your hair was damp from the shower that you’d taken and you had barely any make-up on. You were also panting, part of it was just the anxiety of facing Peter but the other was for the fact that you’d flown to Peter’s place and you were hoping that no one in the sky had detected you.

But it didn't matter to you now, not with how pretty he looked in the golden sunshine that was entering his apartment, not by the way his eyes filled with awe as he took you in.

“How did you-” he asked, the hint of a smile on his lips before you cut him off.

You launched forward and pressed your lips against his while you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled yourself tightly against him.

Peter got the hint quickly as he wrapped his arms around your torso and pulled you tightly against him while he kissed you. He quickly used his web shooters to close the door to his place before he lifted you up and you secured your legs around his waist as he carried you to his room. You moaned loudly as he settled you on the bed. His lips were hot and your breathing was already uneven as his hands roamed your body, he unbuttoned the cardigan that you’d chosen to wear while you tugged his shirt upward, he got the hint as he tore his shirt over his head. Your eyes widened slightly as you stare at him with flushed cheeks, your nails raking down his abs as he looked at how you bit your lip when you reached the edge of his pants.

Peter stared at you for a second while you simply nodded, giving him all the confirmation he’d ever need it. You began to work with the loops of his belt as both of you kneeled on his bed while he pressed soft kisses on your collarbone.

You loved how Peter Parker felt about you. You loved how he kissed you softly and passionately, you loved how his fingertips felt on you as he skimmed his fingers along your sides to your breasts, you loved how his eyes felt on you like he was drinking you in like you were more the perfect thing in the world for him.

You’re thoughts break away as Peter lifted you up easily and moved you delicately onto your back, covering your body with his; as if he was reminding you of his strength. He kisses you deeply, more purposefully than before he rolled his hips against yours, and you moaned loudly as you feel his length against your core, now only the thin layer of your underwear keeping you apart.

The heat was radiating off from his boy and you couldn’t get enough of him as his kisses became fierce and your breathing remained shallow, you suddenly felt your hands shaking as you cupped his face with your hands while wrapping your legs tighter around his hips. You wanted him so badly, you wanted only to feel him.

Peter kissed your neck as he moved your jaw with his nose while his hands began to play with your breasts while he rocked his hips against your core, you couldn’t hold back the gasp that escaped your lips as he pressed against yours. Before you realize it, he lowered his head and kissed your chest, he cups around his hand on one, rolling one nipple between his thumb and index finger before taking the other one to his mouth, he attached his lips to your right nipple, slowly starting to suck on it.

“Peter,” you gasped softly as your fingers tugged onto his curls as peter continued sucking on your nipples.

Peter loved how his name sounded on your lips. He looks up at you through lust-filled eyes, his cheeks tinged pink as his eyes were looking at you bright and shiny, lust-filled but with the same adoration, he usually had for you. You squirmed under his touch as he began to kiss his way down your body, leaving hot opened mouth kisses on your stomach, then on your hipbone until he reached your navel.

You quickly pushed your hips up and Peter pulled your panties down before settling them in his bed as he kneeled. His eyes raked your body unashamedly and for the first time with any guy you felt the urge of covering yourself, he was looking at you as if you were a precious thing that only he could look at. Peter smiled as he looked at you, breathing heavily, your legs wrapped around his torso, puffy lips flushed chest heaving directly in his vision.

Peter realized that he would never understand how he was so lucky to have you. He leaned down and pressed his lips softly to yours. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured affectionately.

You’d never felt your chest pound like that in your entire life as Peter began to lower himself again, grabbing your thighs and putting them on his shoulders as he settle between your legs. He kissed your inner thighs first before he dived in. His tongue, flat on your pussy before he kissed your tongue while he teased your entrance with his fingers, igniting a fire in your body as you moan loudly.

He continued to administer careful attention to your pussy as you began to move your hips into his face, crying out for him.

“More,” you whined as you feel Peter’s grip on your ribs get stronger as his tongue wet and warm felt perfect on your clit before it started to work you open.

You moaned loudly as you watched how his shoulder muscles flexed as he used his strength to keep you in place, preventing you from squirming. You cried out loudly after a certain movement of his tongue and you were sure he was smirking against your pussy. You loved seeing a cocky side of him but you were too high in lust to actually think coherently as Peter brought you to the edge.

A wave of pleasure washes over you as you tugged on his curls harder causing Peter to grunt, the sound sending vibrations across your pussy, making you fall apart at seams. Peter holds you tight as you arch your back, pushing against his mouth, legs trembling as he helps you ride your orgasms with his mouth.

“You were so good,” Peter praised as he pushes himself back up and kissed you hard.

You part your legs for him to settle between as you taste yourself in his mouth, hissing as he pressed his length against yours, all too sensitive for that. Part of you wonders if you came back too fast but your thoughts fly out the window as you push down the waistband of his boxers, wrapping your hand around the base of his length.

Peter hisses back as he plants his forearm beside your head, his head on the crook of your neck as you work on him softly but Peter quickly stopped you, grabbing your wrist and placing it on the other side of your head.

“I want to be inside of you,” he whispered and you nodded frantically.

And then, you were kissing again, a kiss filled with moans and gasps, aggressive and vital as you dug your nails into Peter’s back to bring him closer to you, while Peter quickly settled completely between your legs and guides his cock between your folds, kissing your lips hard as you take him.

You whimpered, softly, adjusting to him. You could feel him throbbing inside of you and you felt full as you breathed heavily, nearly hyperventilating as your eyes met. He moved slightly and you hissed, clenching around him as you adjusted to his side.

“Okay?”

“Yeah,”

He leaned down and kissed you as he began to rock his hips into yours and met him halfway, moving your hips to his rhythm as Peter looked at you carefully. He was suddenly struck with your beauty as your eyes met, your rosy cheeks and glossy eyes while you looked at him as if he was the only person on this earth.

He leaned down and kissed you softly, while you mewled loudly, feeling every inch of himself grinding and stroking against your walls. With a sharp moan, you could feel the pressure inside of your building once more as he snapped his hops a bit harder than before. His tempo increased and you began to feel as if your body was on fire once more.

Sex was almost always good, but, this was like an out-of-body experience. Being held by Peter’s arms as he hovered over you, his head on your neck as he grunted and moaned, his skin glistening and his abs clenching over and over as he continued to thrust into you, it was everything, everything you could’ve wished for.

Peter shifted both of you suddenly, he was on his knees as he easily pushed you upwards with him, your legs intertwined with his as you placed your hand on his neck and watched him softly.

“Fuck,” Peter grunted, his voice raspy, while you let out a particularly breathy moan into his ear. “You’re so perfect, I never want to lose you,” he admitted before thrusting hard into you.

“I love, oh,”

Your head snapped up and your bottom lip wobbled slightly, it was perfect. He thrust up harder, causing you to wine loudly as he picked up his pace even more and you began to match up his thrusts, moving up and down while your breath bounced and your thighs began to shake while you took him so well. The intense, tremendous pressure starts to build up and both of your motions began to become erratic. You kissed him hard, feeling his fingertips on your wrist and on your back, you were so close that you don’t know where he ends and you begin.

“Yes,” you moaned, throwing your head back again as Peter gripped your hips tighter and plunged harder and deeper inside of you.

With a low, animalistic growl Peter thrust one more time for you and a strangled noise slipped your lips as you drape your arms around his shoulders, breathing haggard and choked as you begin to tremble, digging your nails into his shoulders as you fall apart. Your body shakes as Peter continues to fuck you through your orgasm.

He grunted and moaned, chasing his release as he holds your hips down and you whimper as he rutted himself deep into you. The unbelievable way that you clench around him, the heat from deep inside you sucked him in that his muscles contract sharply as he comes, letting out a groan into your neck, his cock twitching as shivers run through both of your bodies.

“I love you,” you finally whispered.

You finally slept well that day, with Peter holding you tightly in his bed.

author's note: ok fucking finally chapter 19th is here and im so excited for this one. Things are going to go downhill from here lol so welcome to the rollercoaster of the next few chapters! as always thank you so much if you decide to support me on my ko-fi and leaving any comments or a like or a reblog truly makes me the happiest.

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gloryhrs · 1 year

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⟡ 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃! ━━ 「 Jushiro Ukitake. 」

male reader.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 eyes focused on the canvas in front of you while the wet brush worked its way through it. Your husband, Jushiro Ukitake, laid his head on the gentle green grass as the wind blew through his long white locks. He loved times like this when you would take him to your secret place to paint or nap with him. A smile made its way onto your lips when you started to finish your handsome husband's painting, it didn't take you long to paint it. Given you knew his facial features as well as the back of your hand. Once you retouched the painting with one last stroke, a happy noise came from your lips, which made Jushiro open one of his eyes from the sudden squeak.

"I suppose you finished?" He laughed and sat down from his seat with a warm smile on his face. Since you were both teenagers he would notice how a joyful squeak came from your mouth after finishing something exciting. Which earned you the nickname Guinea. You nodded and moved closer to your husband to show him the canvas. The eyes that belonged to Jushiro widened before the masterpiece before his eyes, and the way the soft colors mingled made his mouth fall. No matter how often he sees your paintings, he would be shocked each time by the details and colors.

"Ahh! This is beautiful, my love! Your talent is beyond this world." Your husband kissed your cheek as you looked downwards and played with your fingers from the cute pet name. You've been married to him for over a hundred years, but you still acted like the same shy teenage boy you were during your academy days. You remembered very well the way he and Shunsui tried to make you speak and get out of your shell because of your quiet personality. You always admired him and his sweet nature, no one truly conversed with you except him. Your heart still beats fast in remembrance of him kissing you under the full moon after you confessed your feelings for him.

"Darling? Are you okay?" His voice took you out of your thoughts, you looked over at him only to see him looking back with a worried expression. "I am fine, dear." Your angelic voice caused his cheeks to turn a soft shade of pink, he loved hearing your voice. He hated how many people would poke fun at you for being a male with a gentle voice instead of a rough and raspy one. You held him by his hand and carried it on your cheek. Jushiro smiled when you rubbed your cheek in his hand, making all his concerns disappear. His other hand made its way to your face to give you multiple series of delicate kisses on your two-toned plump lips.

"The sun is going down, we should come back before everyone gets worried." You laughed at the memory of the lieutenants that clung to you after being absent for two consecutive days. You and Jushiro have always considered them as your family, often calling them your children and even purchasing nice little gifts for everyone. You truly enjoyed being a parenting figure for them. "Oh, you are right!" Let alone the fact that you're cooking tonight!" Jushiro rose quickly with the painting in one hand and your hand in another. The couple ran down the path like two children as the moon in the stunning sky led their way back.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ "𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 is so delicious sweetheart!" Jushiro took another bite of the meal, you swiftly patted him on the back when he started choking on the food. "Please slow down, love." You laughed and passed him the cup of water he chugged down with ease. "Sorry, the food is so delicious! There's nothing I can do about it!" He took the chopsticks again to eat dinner. You had to laugh at your husband's irresponsible eating habits. This wasn’t his first time choking on your food, you would always have to pat his back more than twice during dinner so he wouldn’t throw himself into an early grave.

"Would you like sec—" You didn’t even to finish your sentence for Jushiro to have his plate out in front of you. The funny thing is, you fed him a full feast before you went out early. "Say no more!" He grinned as you fixed the food on his plate. While fixing the plate, the noise of the sliding door made you turn away from your husband's gaze. Your smile lit up as the six lieutenants peaked their heads through the door. "Mr. Ukitake! We smelled that delicious food of yours a mile away! Can we have any?" Yachiru looked over your shoulder at the feast as her mouth began to water.

"Of course! I've made enough for everyone." You went and fetched the plates in the cupboard while the lieutenants sat around the table with your husband. Yachiru and Rangiku were the first to hold their plates for the food. Once the pink-haired girl bit into the food, her eyes lit up right away: "Wah! It's incredible!" "Yeah!" She and Rangiku began eating their food again. You watched Hisgai and Kira while they tried not to demolish the food they ate slowly.

"Here ya' go Renji and Rukia." You delivered the bowl to the duo that quickly held the chopsticks. "It tastes so good." Renji spoke with a mouth full while Rukia nodded her head in agreement. "I told you my husband had the best meals!" Jushiro wrapped her arm around his waist as your cheek began to warm up. Luckily, nobody was able to see it because of your dark skin. "Thank you for your food, Mr. Ukitake!" "Yes! It's incredible!" "You should cook for us one day!" The compliments made you feel like covering your face. "Thank you all for enjoying it! I will gladly cook for all of you someday." You smiled while the six lieutenants applauded.

extended ending.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ "𝐈𝐓 hurts so bad." Jushiro held his stomach in pain as you placed the pills and water next to him. "Darling, I told you that you shouldn’t be eating over four plates." You helped him take the pills. Crocodile tears started to leave Jushiro’s face from your statement, "Well sorry?! I just love your food so much!" He laid his head down on your lap while your fingertips scratched his scalp to relax him and let the pill kick in with ease. "I know you enjoy it, but please don’t give yourself a stomachache again." You leaned down and kissed his forehead. "Thank you for taking care of me pumpkin." He laughed at your adorable flustered reaction to the old pet name. "It’s no problem, sweets. Just be more careful next time."

#𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐡𝐫𝐬 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚#anime #animanga #manga #bleach #bleach tybw #bleach x male reader #male reader #black reader #bleach imagines #bleach oneshot #bleach jushiro #jushiro ukitake #ukitake jushiro x reader #black male reader

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coy-lee · 1 year

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GLITCH HAS A FIC! MY OFFICIAL ECLIPSE HAS A FIC!

After all this time, I can now give y'all a taste of what my crazy glitch Eclipse is like!

BIG BIG THANKYOU to @afloofwithmultipleinterests and @laughterfixs for writing this big boy with me. I hope you guys enjoy getting to meet him. I know Sun and Moon sure did.

Description: In the boys' loft, there is an arcade machine with a glitch. a sentient glitch. They find a way to visit him, and Sun finds himself at the mercy of someone much more powerful than he could have imagined. Luckily for him, and Moon, this guy just likes to have good old fashioned fun.

Life's All A Game

There had been talk between the two daycare attendants, talk of the box in their little nook. Hidden in their room was an arcade cabinet: Balloon World. There was something special about this box though. The game was tainted by a nasty glitch. Well, not nasty so much as strong, persistent... alive.

Eclipse was the name often given to him by players, a very fitting name as he was a disturbing mix of the Sun and Moon sprites. He liked the name. What he didn't like was the fact that, apart from people playing his game, he was always alone, and even then, not many people chose to play his game anymore. He was moved around the Pizza Plex quite a bit, so the only players for a while were staff members. That was until he was transferred to the DA's quarters. Did they play with him often? No. But they still kept him company. In fact, that talk between Sun and Moon? They were discussing a way to actually visit Eclipse. A few connectors and perhaps one of them could jack into the game and BAM! A FRIEND! Eclipse crossed his fingers and hopped around with excitement as he eavesdropped on the two.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?"

"Of course! I hate the thought of leaving him all alone in there, and if this works, then we can visit whenever we want!"

"sigh... Alright... There's no talking you out of it anyway, is there?"

"Nope!" Eclipse could hear the smile in Sun's voice. The little guy was both literally and figuratively a ray of sunshine. He was glad Sun was the one to try first. Kid had some pep in his step that Eclipse could use in his glitch life. Plus there was a little something on his mind that, so long as the plan worked, he would just have to try out.

"Here. Have a seat and I'll get you plugged in..."

"Okie dokie!"

"Hmmm, alright... This gooooes... here..."

"OOOooo...hehehe, that feels funny..."

"I'd imagine hehehe... Aaaaaand this goes riiiiight

-click- here."

"This is exciting!"

"Okay. Now we just have to use this little doodad to transfer your data and then you two can have a field day..." It seemed Moon was holding a device used to add and repair programming for the machine. Hopefully this works...

"Ready?"

"Ready! "

click

Sun felt a weird tingly energy and pull... In a flash he was no longer looking at the box but rather looking at darkness... Darkness?... Where was Eclipse? He was here somewhe-

"Hello!"

"AAAAAAA!" Sun jumped as he heard the playful call of the one he came to visit. Speaking of which, Eclipse was tall... And a lot more intimidating than he was when Sun was outside of the box...

"Oh! Ehehe... You... Y-you scared me ehehe... "

"Whoopsies! Sorry about that... " he grinned a wide, toothy grin. A chill ran down Sun's endo at the sight of the smile... Moon had a familiar one that often spelled trouble.

"Oh, no worries. I didn't really know what to expect... But it looks like it worked! And where are my manners!? I'M-"

"Sun! Yes, it's wonderful to finally meet you!" Eclipse interrupted, holding out his hand.

"You... You know my-"

"I know a lot about you and Moon. My game is always on, and so am I. I hear many things. " The grin on his face never wavered and neither did his offered hand. Sun finally took it and gave it a friendly shake.

"Well, I'm happy to finally meet you! " Sun gave his own winning smile in return…

There was a giggle from the glitch. One that possibly spelled trouble. Sun hoped he was just being playful and totally didn’t have anything planned or anything!

“Oh oh and I’m soooooo happy to have the company! It’s been so long since I’ve had anyone to play with! You’re the first one in ages!!”

Ages? Gosh he must’ve been lonely…

Well... they were here now! Sun was officially inside the box while Moon monitored things from outside it. Wait- play!? OH HE COULDN'T WAIT!

"OOOoooh!! You like to play!? Ooh! OOOH! What kind of game are you thinking of? A videogame!? A game of tag!? A-a- OOOO I'm so excited!" Sun beamed, his rays twirling similarly inside of the videogame universe as they would outside, while he bounced in place. Eclipse copied his bouncy nature.

"OOOOooooh! Oh yes, oh yes, oh YESSSSsss all the fun we'll have! So much to show, so much to see! All the games I like to play are my favorite! Except for the one that's my... most favorite!"

"MOST favorite!? Tell me! TELL ME! What is it!?" Sun exclaimed, still bouncing on his toes. The energy of the glitch changed dramatically, his body stilling and his expression morphing with an intimidating grin.

"One I've seen you and Moon play MANY, many times," he purred. Sun was taken aback by the sudden change in voice and demeanor but was hit with a second bout of whiplash when Eclipse spoke again.

"Well, technically I've only played it with myself, but I've heard that playing it with someone else is so much more fun!" Eclipse explained cheerily. The digital bot bent down to level his face with Sun's, his hat bobbing from the sudden movement.

"Ah! I see- wait.... YOU CAN SEE US FROM IN HERE!?" Sun shrieked with realization.

"AND hear you! Oh! In fact..." Eclipse cut himself off, and with a snap of his fingers a wall appeared showing a very startled Moon.

"WHOA! What the... Hey! Wow you really are in there, huh..." Moon rambled. The screen before him had rapidly changed from the starting screen of the game to an odd room with Sun and Eclipse standing in the middle of it.

"Hellooooo!" Eclipse sang, waving to the nap time animatronic. "Didn't wanna leave you out of all the fun!"

“Um…thanks?” Moon responded, unsure how else to really react to the situation. At least Sun seemed safe…that was the important thing.

“What…fun?”

“Yea! What game are we playing?!”

Eclipse grinned down at the bot, seeing just how much fun he was going to have with the little ball of energy already.

“Awww you mean you haven’t figured it out yet?!” Eclipse snickered, wiggling his fingers. “I’ll give you ooooone more hiiiiiint. What game are you always playing Sunny?”

Sun chuckled nervously, backing away from Eclipse all the while shaking like a leaf.

Oh he knew immediately what game that was.

"Wh-w- M-ME!? I couldn't possibly tell you what that could be... hahah..." Sun stuttered out.

How did he know!? The same way diVo had?? Gosh- how many people overheard their antics!???

Suddenly, A spotlight focused on Eclipse out of nowhere, a microphone appearing in his hand. The area darkened, Sun merely appearing within the light cast off of it.

"WWWWEEEEEEELLL FOLKS?! Can you tell Sun what time it is!?"

The spotlight fades into new scenery, a bright Gameshow- like area with Eclipse clones as the audience, and other three contestants. In the blink of an eye, the glitch's outfit changed to a sparkly, red sequined suit.

"It's TIME FOR-"

"NAME, THAT, GAME!" The crowd of Eclipses shouted, as the contestant Eclipses waved to the crowd.

"Thaaaats right!"

"W-wwhaaaaat?" Sun was genuinely confused... yet intrigued by the abilities Eclipse seemed to have.

"Whoa..." Moon said in awe, watching the scene before him. This guy was nuts. But he also seemed like the fun type of crazy. Ooohohoho, Moon knew what game this was too. He knew Sun was bluffing, knowing the name of the game as well. This was getting interesting.

“You know the rules and so do I!” The glitch snickered into his microphone. “You name that game and the winner reaps the reward! Are you ready?!”

The eclipse clones whistled, cheered and applauded.

“THEEEEEEEN LETS NAME THAT GAAAAAAAME!!”

Sun was teleported to one of the game stands in the row of Eclipses, a buzzer shaped in the form of Eclipse's hat below him.

Oh boy-

"Noooooooow fooooor our newest contestant here, we'll start out eaaaaasy peasy:"

Behind the game show host Eclipse, multiple giant cards popped into existence, floating in the air creating a wall of cards. The backs were facing Sun, so he couldn't see what they said.

"You pick a caaard, any card! The card you choose will have a hint as to what the game is! You only get threeee draws! Every Time you have to draw a hint card," Eclipse comically gestures over to an empty table similar to the constant one he and the duplicates were at, except there were three Xs lining the bottom.

"A me will appear, and give another hint to the name of the game. Three strikes and you're out! The last eclipse will have to tell you."

Sun, very confused, nodded his head at the rules to this... pre-game that was legitimately fun. Pre-game!? Do those even exist!?

Apparently they do here…

"Now, as our lovely guest~ YOU will be the one in control of picking the cards. So! What'll it be?"

"A-alright... Um... I'll piiiiiiiick... The one in the top left corner..." Sun responded cautiously. He'd never played a game like this before. And regarding the answer to the initial question, he did know, or was at least pretty sure he did. But if there was a chance he guessed wrong and accidentally gave Eclipse any ideas, then he'd rather just go along with the game show for now... Just to make sure. At the back of his mind though, he hoped it was the game he suspected it was.

"Nice choice, niiiiice choice my good clown!" The red jester code complimented cheerfully, pointing the microphone up to the selected hint card. The card flipped over, revealing a picture of a feather. Sun froze in place, nervous at the image.

He didn't know this was a VISUAL guessing game, He expected TEXT!

"Feathers are commonly used for this game. Hummmmm I wonder, oh I wonder..." The menace smirked. "Can anyone guess the game?"

The other eclipses pretended to think as hard as they could, one deep in thought, one contemplating briefly, and one glaring at the board in intense, head breaking mind waves, however coming up with zip, zilch, NUFFIN.

"Hmmm.... no one?" The glitch acted almost disappointed.

A glitch clone appeared over at the strike area, smirking over at Sun, wiggling his fingers at him threateningly. The solar animatronic jumped, giggling slightly as he hugged himself.

Oh... oh this was going to either be too long, or too short of a game

Moon snickered. This was actually really funny to watch. He had a feeling this wasn’t going to take very long at all.

“Thaaaaaat's one strike, dear Sunny! Hehe! Let’s hope your luck gets better! Care to choose another?”

Sun gulped feeling the giddiness in his tummy bubble.

“Uhm….I-I guess….that one?” He pointed to the middle diagonal from his previous choice.

"Aaaah interesting. Interesting! Let's see what we have here~" Eclipse teased before dramatically pointing to said card. It flipped over, revealing an open-mouthed smile with "HA HA HA" around it.

'Oh no oh no oh no' Sun's mind raced.

"Oooo hint número dos! Laughter is a main component and the ultimate goal of this game," the glitch announced, looking on toward the contestants. The three lookalikes were all scratching their heads while Sun stood there fiddling idly with his finger. He knew this game alright. But should he answer??? Or see what happens when times up???

Moon giggled at Sun's obvious aversion. So, Sun was going to take his chances, aye? Curious to what would happen if no one guessed, he bet. Honestly, Moon was too. This 'Eclipse' guy was a riot. Plus letting this play out would help introduce them to his personality more.

"Aaaaaanybody? Anyone? Anyone?"

Sun was clammed up and just shook his head.

"No one at all?" Crossing his arms with an exaggerated harrumph. Eclipse turned the microphone into a wand, and a giant silver crown appeared on his head briefly.

"Maybe this Eclipse can spell it out for you, dear!" He spoke as if he were Glinda the good witch, bippity boppity boo-ing the second Eclipse next to the first one.

The newest Eclipse opened an unspecified bag of chips, opening them to begin to snack... that is, until he pulled out the first chip.

They were off brand bugles.

Putting the chex-like chips on his fingers he began to play with the chips, tapping his fake nails on the table. The other Eclipse noticed, soon asking for some of his own-

OH NO!

NOW CLAWS WERE WIGGLING IN SUN'S DIRECTION-

The Eclipse didn't want to eat them, oh no, he wanted to TEASE him with them!

Sun jolted back a bit, trying to cover his tickle spots, a blush painting itself across his cheeks. Moon watched in awe, taking notes possibly.. Sun could NOT take this man's creative genius-... perhaps Moon should take an example?

"Is something wrong, player number 4?"

The judge eclipse smirked, now back in the previous game show attire.

"N-no, everythings fine. I'm just- very confused!"

Moon snorted on the outside of the arcade machine. One of two things would happen. Either Sunny won the game, or Eclipse did... This felt VERY familiar but Moon couldn't seem to put his finger on it... hmmm...

Eclipse batted a hand lightly at the statement.

"I see... are you suuuuure you can't guess it?" Eclipse suddenly materialized in front of Sun, leaning closer and closer into his face with every emphasis. "Are you absolutely positiviley EXCRUCIATINGLY sure??!"

Sun tilted his head further and further back every time the glitch got closer, stopping a little past his shoulders.

"...yyyyyyeessssss?"

Eclipse disappeared, reappearing back in his original position, purple dust falling at his feet.

"Yes, yes, yess... I do apologize for my eccentricity," He playfully said in dramatics before speeding through his sentence like an auctioneer. "Being cooped up in here, alone watching from the outside in can really do a number on a glitch- ANYHOO!"

Eclipse outlined the bottom of the giant screen with the microphone. "Your laaaaast card! If you can't guess the game after this card, you lose... and that will determine what happens in the game in question"

"Uhhhh..." Sunny was practically radiating giddy anxiousness. What card? What card- WHAT CARD!?

"UHHHHHHHH- th-thaaaat one?" Sun pointed at the card directly in the center of the board. ... surely it couldn't be as teasy as the rest of them, right?

Right???

The card flipped over at eclipse's command... revealing a picture of Sun with an arm arched over his forehead, like a stereotypical damsel in distress. The bottom of the card contained a sentence with a blank.

'Oh no, don't _____ me!'

It said, ...

Oh STARS.

Why was that an image on the cards?! HE WAS BEING CALLED OUT!!

He gulped and shrunk back shyly. Eclipse looked among his contestants with a wide grin.

“My my, still no answer? Seems I’ve stumped everyone!” He looked to Sun with that same devious grin.

“What say you Sunny?”

“Uh-um…I…”

Moon unconsciously drew his face closer and closer to the screen. 'Ohohoh Sunny What are You gonna say?'

All of the Eclipses had their eyes trained on the solar bot. All eyes were officially on him.

"I...I-I...p-pass?" Sun squeaked out, shutting his eyes tightly.

A comical 'WAMP-WOMP' sound effect played as the host's faceplate turned into a giant red 'X' for as long as it lasted.

"I'm teeeeerribly sorry there friend, but it appears you're out of turns!"

Eclipse flashed Sun a sinister smile, soon facing towards the game screen.

"WEEEEELL there ya HAVE it Moon! That's game!"

Moon lightly gasped, backing away a bit. Eclipse could hear him right now-right now!?

"You... can hear me?"

"Of couuuurse I can, clear as day, and Sun can too. At least he will after losing!"

He leaned a bit further towards the screen, closing his voice range off with the back of his hand.

"Or is it winning since there's a prize for him in the end?" he whispered.

Before Moon could respond, the 'camera' flashed to the last X-Eclipse as he made his way to the strike podium, who soon decided to- split his arms off into...

I-into..

Two pairs.

The crowd of eclipses disappeared, leaving only Eclipse, and the strike-Eclipses in a VASTLY different area with Sun by their side... at least for the time being.

Sun gulped. Was…was what he thought was gonna happen actually going to happen?! What was it with everyone trying to tickle him?! ….not that he minded…at least it was fun. BUT STILL!

“I uh…hehe…that’s a lot of arms you got there friend…”

"Yes. Yes. Do you like them? I can add more" the glitch teased stepping closer and closer to the smaller bot. Sun giggled nervously, slowly backing away. "Where are you going?"

"N-nowhere! J-just... You're makin' me a little nervous is all ehehe..." Sun stuttered out. In a flash, the original Eclipse disappeared and Sun immediately backed into something.

"Howdy, there!" Eclipse greeted once again, smiling widely down at the startled bot and giving him a loose hug. Sun broke the hug, spinning around but finding that the other Eclipses had closed in. He was surrounded.

"I-I-I don't w-want any trouble. Is this all n-necessary? Seems like overkill, w-wouldn't just one b-be enough?" Sun questioned, trying to bide what little time he had left. Eclipse chuckled at the attempt.

"Awww, well maybe if you'd played the game instead of staying so silent, you'd only have one of me to deal with~" the glitch explained, his voice changing for the second half of his chide. He punctuated his words with wiggling fingers poised in the air.

"EEEEP!" Sun squeaked covering his eyes. Those teasing fingers before him were too much to even look at.

Eclipse chuckled a bit at the unexpected nature of his new playmate, this was turning out to be MUCH MORE fun than he expected! He didn't know what Sun was thinking, nor how he'd react to certain spots- at least, from what he hadn't overheard from the daycare.

This was going to be VERY interesting...

Eclipse firmly, but gently raised Sun's arms above his head using two of his clones. The two clones in question held the arms with two arms each from two different pairs, holding his wrists and forearm.

"Silly thing, your hands aren't supposed to be here, they're supposed to go up here!" Eclipse teased.

Sun gasped before squealing out at the action. NO! His arms were raised so effortlessly- this was NOT fair at ALL.

"WAAAAaaahahaahahait!" Sun snorted out, already anticipating what was to come. The Eclipse's stuck to crowding his sides, but leaving room for the bot to breathe.

"Hmmmmm?" The Eclipses' paused hands floated just over the spots they were going to attack. One pair of arms floated over his sides, another over his tummy, his ribs, and, of course, his underarm joints.

"EEEHEHEEK!! Ohohonooo- uhhuhuh- kkheehkkk aren't you going to-?"

"Only when you give the okay! I may be a glitch, but I still follow the rules! (mostly). Is this okay Sunny-boy? Or should we take it down a peg?"

Sun gulped nervously. Oh now he was gonna make him ask for it?! He wiggled in place, anticipating wiggly fingers at any moment.

“I-I uhm…ehehe…I’mfinewithit!” He blurted out quickly. It only made the glitch grin wider at the little sunshine.

“Ohhhhhh?? What was thaaaat, Sunny? I didn’t QUUUUUITE catch what you said there!”

Sun let out a whine. “D-don’t make me say it…”

"Awwww, I'm not making you say anything. That's completely up to you! Unless... You're only saying that because you're too shy to say something. DON'T WORRY! We're all friends here, right!?" Eclipse asked, looking back through the glass screen showing Moon. That once again startled Moon, but he was very invested in the scene before him. It felt like a 4th wall break everytime, though.

Sun cheeks began to heat up again. Oh he wanted to hide his face so badly! But he couldn't. He was stuck, stuck seeing those fingers tantalizingly close and the big goofy grin stretched across his newest friend's face. Underneath everything, the guy seemed genuine. He just had a rather eccentric way of showing it... But he did seem to care about Sun's comfort nonetheless.

"W-well... You can.... can t.... t-ti... tickle me-" Sun struggled out, immediately snapping his mouth shut again, eyes closed tight and cheeks red as cherries.

The Eclipses collectively grinned wider at that, the fingers now slowly wiggling down to the surface of their targets. Sun's rays picked up speed, spiraling like a pinwheel in a tornado.

"Tiiiiiiickle tiiickle-"

They touched down, picking up speed, wobbling and prodding the tickle spots with vigor.

"TICKLE"

The reaction was instant, Sun tried to hold it in with red, puffy cheeks, but it lasted for only a second before a squeal cut through the internalized snorts.

"BWAAAAAHAHAHA!! EEEeeehehehahaahaEEEEE!!!"

Moon playfully smirked at the screen, eyes filled with evil intent. He couldn't join in tickling him, 'don't ask to, you would be intruding…'

But he could tease!

... as long as he wasn't being a third wheel... again.

"Is something wrong, Sun?"

Oh that MENACE-

"It doesn't tickle does It? Awwww... poor thing"

“YOU-YOOHOHOHOHOU SHUHUHUUUUSH!” Sun cackled out, squirming in place as multiple fingers attacked him.

The original eclipse snickered as he looked right at Moon, the tickling never lightening for a moment.

“Hehehe! Did you want to join?! It’s more fun with EVERYONE!“

Moon blinked at the question. He couldn’t possibly…

“Uh…j-join?”

"OF COURSE, It is my game after all~" Eclipse informed with a grin. He and his clones paused their play while Eclipse worked his magic.

"Bippity boppity boo,

Now you can play the game too~" Eclipse sang. The screen momentarily glitched out before clearing up again. The perspective had changed, though. Moon's view had a close up on the scene. But the oddest thing was the two feathery icons on the screen. Moon caught on immediately, playing with the joystick and finding that he could indeed control those feathers. He tapped at the buttons, observing how one flicked the feather on the right and the other button fluttered the one on the left.

"OHOhoho you're a fast one, aren't you! AhahaHAHA! No need to tell you twice!" the glitch teased. Sun's eyes widened at the sight, and he began to wriggle around.

"WAhahaiheeheeheet! I'm nahahat reheheheheadyheehee!" Sun giggled in anticipation, shaking his head. But contrary to his words, his rays were spinning happily.

"Not ready!? Well I ain't gonna wait here all day!" Eclipse teased, wiggling his fingers like the menace he was. Oh he wanted to start already, Sun and Moon did too, but Eclipse was addicted to these little games. If Sun was going to be stubborn, Eclipse was going to play along.

"Buuuuut if you say so!" He exclaimed, all Eclipse's putting their free hands behind their backs.

'Dirty trickster' Moon thought to himself. He knew full well Sun couldn't STAND moves like this. It forced him to admit something that was still embarrassing to admit no matter how many times he said it out loud.

"WAHahahit- nohoho I mean-" Sun squeaked, and snorted before playfully groaning. "Dohohon't stop! That's not fahair!!"

.... did he just SAY THAT!?

Shocked by his own words, Sun's whole face turned a bright orange.

tartar sauce...

"Oooooh! Hear that Moon and Eclipses? So EAGER! It's absolutely impossible not to tickle a ray of sunshine so willing~."

Moon chuckled beyond the arcade box, equipping the stick in one hand, and leaving the arcade buttons to his other.

"I agree. Wouldn't want to keep him waiting!"

The Eclipses finally put those multiple arms with wiggling fingers back to use, touching down on Sun's tummy, ribs, and arm joints starting slowly from the wrists down. Moon on the other hand flicked those feathers across areas the Eclipses hadn't managed to touch yet. His rays, his buttons, his cheeks, and his neck. The feathers that lightly swirled and plumed gently over the ticklish spots, versus the much more bold tickling from eclipse made Sun chortle and snort up a storm.

"KYAAAHAHA- SNORT snort SNORT! EEEEHEHEeheheheahaha!! NyHohoHOHOMYSTARS! IHihiHit TiHIHIckles!!" Sun couldn't help but state the obvious as he endured the playful attacks. He stomped his feet as the joyous music of his laughter filled the air.

"Heheh- really now? We had no idea!" Moon replied, sweeping the feathers at his knees down lower.

Moon could tell his friend was having a BLAST! However there were a couple of spots he and the Eclipses hadn't covered yet...

"Oh dear oh dear oh dearie me..." The original Eclipse said, starting to lighten up the prodding on Sun's tummy, vouching to swirl an index finger around the entire area. "Men, it appears I've found something!"

Eclipse transformed into a pirate version of himself, the three others turning into crew members, buccaneers. "Where ye be pointing Cap'n?!"

The other hands started to slow, walking down to the shore that was Sun's tummy, the Cap'n standing right infront of Sun's dent.

" 'X' marks the spot, me harties!" With that eclipse drew an X over Sun's dent, causing him to let out a gleeful yelp.

"WAHAHAIT!! BUHUT- mUhuHuh TuhuhummEEEHEHEEE-"

"Ohoho! But it be not the tummy we're after!" Captain Eclipse of the Great Glitchbeards proclaimed. A single finger scratched and wriggled just above the dent, only causing Sun to arch his back and squeal out.

"EEP NUUUHUHUHUHUHUUU!"

"It be this little divot we're after!" Down moved the finger, now scratching into the ticklish dent that was now sending poor Sunny into hysterics.

"AYEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEE-SNORT- AHAHAHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEE! NAHAhao pleeHEEHEASE! TOOHOOHOO TIHIHIHICKLEEHEEHEEHEEEEE-SNORT-!" Sun squealed out, squirming as much as he could. His rays spun wildly along with his laughter.

"Ah! There MUST be treasure lying in this very spot! I can HEAR it! Like the music of a siren" Eclipse announced, looking around at his crew.

"Treasure, treasure, where's the treasure? What's gonna happen when we find that treasure?"

"What's gonna happen is we'll all be rich"

"We'll have giggles to last forever"

The Eclipses sang a familiar kids show tune, tickling the dent, and the area around it.

"EEEEEEEHEHAHAAAAHAHA-SNORT OHOHOKAY- EHAHA- SOHOHOMEWHERE EEHEHEELSE!!"

The pirate uniforms disappeared, making the Eclipses turn back to normal, and letting Sun breathe, leaving only the light feathers that barely touched. Sun was reduced to mere giggles, his fans cooling his systems as he stayed in his own little version of candy land.

"Somewhere else? Of course of course... after the little star rests we can go somewhere else.. but... where else can we go...?"

Eclipse spotted the feathers that slowly started to dance over Sun's ankle.

"Kehehehe- snort- eeehehe... SKSkskshshk... I hahave an ihidea whahat youohou two ahare thihihinking, And ihi have one thihing to sahahay..."

Moon stopped the feathers for a moment, looking at his counterpart, as did the Eclipses.Sun’s rays spun as he stuck his tongue out at his attackers, despite knowing how dangerous it was.

“You’re all buttsfaces!!”

Moon raised a playful brow. Ohoho so that’s how he wanted to play. Eclipse let out a gasp, three of his crew members covering eyes, mouth and rays.

“You sir have offended the likes of my great clan! Prepare for punishment!!”

Off came the slippers

“Your toes are ours!”

"WAIT! WAIT! NOHOHOT THE TOES! NAHAHAHAT MY TOHOHOHOOOOES!" Sun shrieked, desperately trying to kick his legs. The Eclipses were far stronger than he was and lifted his ankles, leaving him in a sitting position in the air. His feet were now fully visible to the devious lunar bot in control of the feathers and left in reach of all of the Eclipses. Sun was in trouble. BIG trouble.

"WAIT A MINUTE! I-I-I MISSPOKE! I MEANT TO SAY, UH... B-B... uhhh... NUTS! Wait... Bots??? YEAH! BOTS! YOU'RE ALL BOTS! SEE?! Ehehehehe, b-bots..." Sun stuttered looking around at the faces of his captors.

The eclipses swarmed like a murder of crows at Sun's bare tootsies, forming back into one being, the only difference was... he kept the arms of the duplicates. "AAAahhhh much lonelier, but so much more SPACE TO BREATHE! Now, where were we? OOOOOOOHHHHH yesssss! yesyesyesyesyeeeesssss!!!!"

One pair of hands gestured playfully at Moon, signaling him to bring the feathers closer to the sensitive canvases.

"Please, be my guest! I'll come in when he leaaast expects it~" Sun gasped at the playfully ominous threat before the feathers came dancing near.

"N-Now MOONIE! You- d-d-don't need to do this!"

The giant moon looking in from the arcade machine screen gave that oh so familiar evil grin.

"Oh, no, Sundrop, I INSIST! After all… ,"

The feathers touched GOLD, quite literally so.

"... we wouldn't want you hidin' those PRECIOUS giggles of yours, would we?"

“EEEHEHEHEEK!!” Sun gave out a squeal, trying everything to kick his legs and wiggle his defenseless toes.

“M-M-MOOOHOHOOOHOOONIEEEHEHEHEHEEE!! PFFT PLEHEHEHEHEAAAASE!!”

“Please what, Sunny? Don’t you love this spoooot?” Moon cooed.

"IHIHIHIM TIHIHICKLISH THEHEHERE-snort-EEHEEHEEHEE!" Sunny squealed with delight. He'd never experienced having two devious ticklers working together so smoothly. They'd barely started and were already a good team. And that was bad news for Sun…

The feathers stroked up and down his arches, flipping to the quill of the feather to scribble shapes and letters. Sun screeched joyfully, continuing to wiggle his feet aimlessly, that is, before two of Eclipse's SIXTEEN arms came to hold them still. "Now hold veeeeery very still. This won't hurt one bit!"

"WAITWAITWAITEEHEHEHEE!" Sun cried out at the feeling of being restrained. "THAHATS NOHOHOT FAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAIR!!"

"Not fair? Not fair?! Not fair tra la la?!" Eclipse snickered. "What isn't fair is you tryin to keep all your tickle spots to yourself! That isn't the point of this game Sunny!"

"You did lose fair and square." Moon smirked at the wriggling bot. He knew him better than anyone, he was having fun with these games.

Sun thrashed his head around and wiggled his toes desperately. His rays spun rapidly as the playfulness continued.

"OHOHOHO! NAHAHAT THE FEEHEEHEEHEET! NOT MY FEEEEEHEEHEEHEET! I CAHAN'T STAND IT!" Sun shrieked out.

"Can't stand it!? Why of course you can't, silly! You're up in the air! You can't stand at all! Hohoho!" Eclipse was a clever little devil. That's for sure. The response got a giggle out of Moon.

Soon, hands joined the fluttering plumes that were now on and between his toes. The hands worked their magic, scritching everywhere in sight they could find on those bean-paws, swirling, poking, spidering.

Sun cackled as the two tickle monsters kept their focus solely on his toe beans and paw pads. Gosh... this was so much fun! However, every good thing must come to an end, and admittedly, Sun, red faced and rays spinning, was ready to wave the white flag.

"EEEEAAAHAHAAHA- OHO-KEEHEHEEHEE- OKAHAHAY! MEHEHERCEEHEHEE!"

And just like that, it ended. The feathers Moon controlled stopped and moved away. Eclipse's extra arms proofed away, leaving two behind which he used to hold Sun's giggly, shaky form.

Sun laid there in the glitch's arms, giggling and catching his breath. "Ohohoo...stahahahars..."

Eclipse wore the biggest grin as he looked over the tired giggle star.

"Hehehe! Sorry! Hopefully that wasn't toooo far! I know I can be a bit....Much"

"Ehehen-n-NO! Nahahat too much! Eeheeheehee -snort-" Sun giggled, waving his hand, warding away the glitch's concern.

"Ah, good, GOOD! Phew!" Eclipse dramatically proclaimed. He was genuine though. Even under his silly, crazed surface, he had a real heart.

After shaking off his previous anxiety, Eclipse snapped his fingers, making two comfy red and yellow lounge chairs, the inside of the arcade box turning into the equivalent of Eclipse's house. The stylistic choice TRULY described 'Eclipse' letter for letter.

Moon tried to keep his smile up as he quite literally felt he was watching from the outside in. He really wanted to join the two of them inside the arcade box, sitting in a chair... yet at the same time, could they trust him to let them back out? Loneliness could make even the nicest person do the craziest things, and he and Sun needed to be there for the kids.

"Sit back and relaaaaaax Sun my boy. Would you like something to eat? To drink perhaps? Milk? Spiders? Fizzy-faz? Fazzy-fizz?"

"OOOoooh!!! Milk please!"

Moon's eyes widened as Sun just seemed to gloss over the 'spiders' option.

"Of course, one seconnnnnd!!"

Eclipse made a cartoonish dash into the kitchen, pulling out two cartons of milk, and poofing back in front of Sun in a cloud of smoke.

"Chocolate or strawberry!?"

Sun blinked. That’s not what he expected.

“Uh-what about regular?”

Now it was Eclipse who tilted his head in confusion, his hat flopping over as he did so.

“Whatcha mean silly?! This IS regular milk!! Hehehe!!! ….

Isn’t it?”

Sun stared for a moment before doubling over in a new bout of laughter.

"EEHEEheeheehee-snort- N-nohoho, regular milk doesn't have ahany special flavors ehehe," Sun giggled at his host's silliness. Eclipse made a deadpanned stare as he stood there still holding his offerings.

"My life is a lie... ANYWHO, would you prefer this so called "regular" milk?" the glitch offered with a smile. Sun was silently eyeing the strawberry milk.

"A-actually... I've never really had milk before , not really supposed to have fizzy-faz either, whoopsies, but um... could I try the strawberry please?" Sun asked politely. This guy was really hospitable. He just went from tickling him silly to being the master of pampering a guest. Moon looked on longingly, staying silent as he became closer and closer to asking his own question.

"Oooooooone strawberry extraordinaire coming RIIIIIGHT UP!"

Eclipse spawned and used an extra pair of arms to hold the strawberry milk gallon while in two others metal shaker cups appeared. He poured the strawberry milk in halfway to one of the tins, all the while chopped strawberries splashed in the milk every time he opened the container.

While doing the parlor tricks he glanced up at Moon who was now awkwardly looking away from the scene. Oh that would NOT do at all.. all guests should feel welcomed!

“Ohoooho! How rude of me! Heheh! Care to come and join us Moon?! This milk isn’t going to drink itself!!”

Moon blinked, looking back at the screen. He shied a bit.

“I uh…don’t know if it’s such a good idea….s-someone’s gotta make sure Sunny can get out alright when we have to go back and watch over the kids.”

He probably sounded rude…and probably showed how much he actually trusted eclipse. Which…wasn’t very much…at least not that much…What would he do if he had both of them? Never let them leave?

He wasn't necessarily eager to find out... Eclipse heard the disappointment and the uncomfortable strain in Moon's reply. He conjured up a table to set down his concoction, turning to face Moon directly.

"I know you two take care of the children. I can hear the joy outside, you know... Not only will I get you two back to your bodies without a fuss, but I expect those kiddies to be well taken care of, something I know full well you boys do everyday." Eclipse's face was serious, his voice contrary to his normal tone. That was not lost on Moon.

"O... Okay..." With that, Moon grabbed the extra set of wires and plugged himself in carefully. He held the box he used to transport Sun and activated it again, sending him into the digital world.

Before he knew it, Moon pixelated into existence much similar to how Sun had, now actually BEING in the living room with the group. It was a whole other experience from just seeing it from the screen.

"Woah..." he looked around with awe, vigorously turning to look at every detail... It was absolutely breathtaking. Chaotic, but cozy.

The shaker containing Sun's Strawberry Milk Extraordinare or 'SSME', had been picked up by Eclipse before being poured into a yellow boba-tea cup with Sun's face on it. The little Sun face wore pinkish-purplish star sunglasses. Pink ice, (possibly strawberry flavored ice?) decorated the practically sparkling liquid, before being garnished with a strawberry rice crispy treat straw.

Eclipse handed the handcrafted drink to the solar animatronic, who, in return, looked at it in awe. After Sun started drinking the absolutely DELICIOUS strawberry milk (seriously- HOW CAN HE TASTE IN HERE!?), Eclipse brought his attention to Moon.

"Okay, YOUR turn Mr. Naptime!" A bar-keep outfit appeared on the goofy glitch with a feint poof along with a mini towelette and yet another Boba tea cup. This time it had Moon's face on it... However, his hat was missing.

"I.. uhm- w-well... what do you got?"

"Oh I have everything." His head turned around in a circle for emphasis.

"Everything?"

"Of course! My game, my rules, remember. Watch!"

Eclipse set the Boba cup down on the table before cupping his hands up together.

"Usually I don't let people see this, but since you're sooo very curious, I'll make you two an exception!"

Like magic, green numbers and commands became visible, merging together into the shape of, what do you know, Moon's hat.

"You just-"

"Made a cookie out of thin AIR!!"

"PFFFFTT not air, ya sillies, CODE. Again, my game, my rules!"

With that, eclipse took the cookie in his hand, and examined it. "Hmmm.. seems familiar..." he looked between Moon, and the Boba cup tapping his chin before finally realizing. "OOOOHH sihihilly me! I forgot your santie-claws hat."

Eclipse magically flung the cookie at the Boba tea glass, making the hat morph into the art as if it had been there the entire time.

"Now... where were we? AHHHHH YESyesyesyesYEEEEEEES! Your drink?"

Oh... Moon still hadn't thought of one yet. THINK MAN, THINK!!

WAIT-

...

He DID always want to know what a certain blue milkshake tasted like.

"A... blue-moondrop milkshake please..? If it's not too much to ask for, it's really no problem I can take something else if it's too much tr-"

"Woooooooahhh there bucko! Slow your horses," the glitch interrupted with a gentle smile. "Remember, I ASKED you what you wanted, and I will give it to you. Heck I'm making it right now the old fashioned way!"

Oh... well, that was awfully sweet of him..

"Ooooo your own milkshake?" Sun smirked just a wee bit. Moon did tend to eye when kids bought it.

"I'm just-" He blushed, slightly embarrassed, "curious is all! How can something blue taste good?"

The sound of liquid frozen delight pouring into a cup snapped Moon's attention away from his embarrassed state... "Voila! Bon apatite mon ami"

Eclipse handed him the drink on a silver platter, for which he took almost immediately, gawking at the talent.

He gave the shake a giant slurp... and..

"AMAZING!" He exclaimed, continuing to drink the drink along with his friend.

Eclipse giggled like a gremlin at the reaction, making the unneeded equipment disappear with a SWOOP!

He reappeared in his chair, trying to release his pent up energy through fidgeting with his hands.

The two of them talked to Eclipse for a while while drinking, cracking jokes, creating visual gags, and getting to know glitch overall...

By the time their drinks were finished, the two seemed to be getting very tired...

Eclipse knew what that meant, they would likely leave soon.. and if they were only to have visited just this one time, he would still be happy anyone would have known of him at all.

"Goodness me... sleepy bots?" Glitch tsked, "No if ands or buts, you are GOOOOOING BACK!"

Without warning, Eclipse, one by one zipped their consciouses back into their bodies. Sun and Moon let out gasps upon re-entering their suits, realizing what happened and gently unplugging their cords from the arcade machine. Glitch stood looking at them from the inside of the arcade machine, smiling and waving. Sun and Moon waved back before their lack of energy hit them.

Sun let out a yawn as well did Moon soon after... geez... they really were tired.

Sun stretched before responding to eclipse

"That was so much fun, Eclipse! We'll be sure to come back soon and play with you again." Sun happily chirped. Eclipse tried processing what Sun said.... Come back? Soon? They actually liked him?

Ding!

Did that mean they were friends now?! Oh... he was OVERJOYED! EXCITED, HYPED! ANY AND ALL of the words COMBINED!!

"Of course of COURSE, my friends. Come back anytime! I'll be here waiting for ya, I promise."

"Yeah... we'll definitely visit you as much as we can. It was nice talking to you, aaaaaand tickling the snot out of Sun with you!" Moon added.

Sun gasped before playfully poking at his Moon's sides.

"Don't get too cocky Moon! I have fingers and I WILL use them when you least expect it."

Moon giggled a bit, shying away and lightly pushing Sun's hands back.

"Nohohokahay- I'll stohop!"

"You better~" Eclipse warned, digital fingers wiggling at the screen. "You aren't safe from ol' Clipsey either!" the glitch jested. As the bots began to make their way to their charging station, Sun and Moon spoke in unison.

"Good night, Eclipse."

"Good night boys! Have sweet dreams…"

The glitch sighed as he watched them leave the room. He was happy… truly happy. After all these years, his torturous solitude was over.

He wasn't alone anymore.

FIN

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