What is the Hulu show about? The one mentioned just recently.
well it is VERY hard to explain and I’m about to go to bed b/c it’s almost 2 AM, but okay. So. Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency. It’s like…
The whole show starts out with a violent murder scene, surrounded by a bunch of bizarre and unexplained phenomena. Our MC witnesses some of those phenomena, and then shortly afterward meets Dirk Gently, certified not-exactly-psychic weirdo, who for reasons at this point unknown to basically anybody, is like HELP ME SOLVE A MURDER! And throughout the episodes it starts to come out that not only was the murder just as bizarre as it looked, it was moreso. The world has a certain amount of suspend-disbelief in-built bizarreity that actually reminded me weirdly of Pushing Daisies??? And the MC is played by Elijah Wood??
But actually just overall it’s got a really great cast, and it was pretty damn dark in places but also hilarious as well, and also genuinely heart-wrenching at multiple points? There were great female characters, and great POC characters, and the plot was BIZARRE and full of weird parallels and bookends. ((I’m in love with Farah Black and if you watch it I guarantee you will be too, oh my god.))
…………..also, and this was my very favorite part because it hit basically ALL my fav. tropes, one of the side-plots features a group of joyously rowdy punks with supernatural powers, who also turn out to be basically The Best. They are so??? FULL OF JOY. And anger! Chaotic Neutral! (Chaotic Good?) And they take a character who’s hurting and scared and they just, like. Adopt her?
I’m in love with the Rowdy 3 and the way they go from “LET’S SMASH THIS CAR WITH BASEBALL BATS, YOU WANNA GO?!?!” to “you don’t have to be scared anymore, now sit down and let me put neon green nail paint on you.”
But also Ken and Bart are bizarrely amazing? And Dirk and Todd are really important to me, and Todd’s relationship with his sister Amanda, and the police officers, and Amanda just by herself as a lady with a chronic, invisible, debilitating disease! And, oh, okay, the fact that throughout the WHOLE ENTIRE PLOT there’s just
NOBODY KNOWS WHAT’S GOING ON
literally nobody, no scheming villains with big plans, no all-knowing secretive oracle character, everybody has like two pieces of the puzzle, and it’s weridly hilarious/reassuring to see the entire cast going “WHY THE HELL IS THIS HAPPENING?!?! WHO ARE YOU?? WHO IS THAT?!?! DESTINY OR SOMETHING?! WHY IS THERE A KITTEN?!WHERE DID THAT SHARK COME FR
Summary: “In some cases, these close binary systems can exchange mass, which may bring their evolution to stages that single stars cannot attain.”
You and Jaebum have been dating forever when Mark Tuan shows up in your classroom. You’ve always been against change - a bit debilitating, being a writer - but for some reason this new kid has you thinking there might be an upside to chaos.
summary- you and tae are the embarrassing type and jungkook looks really good in baseball pants. polyamorous!au + sports!jungkook
a/n- sooo this was so cute to write, i hope you guys like it! especially you, baseball pants anon!
Out on the horizon, the sun was just beginning set, showcasing a beautiful work of art with wisps of orange and red and pink and purple painted across the previously light blue sky. The current sunset made it worth the lingering heat from the previously sweltering evening hours. Well, the sunset and Jungkook.
“I got us some Cracker Jacks!” Taehyung says excitedly as he plops down on the metal bleachers beside you. You give him a grin and take one of the bags from him with glee.
“Thanks babe!” you reply while giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. You rip it open hurriedly, the sweet smell of caramel popcorn immediately filling your nostrils. You practically drool.
“It hasn’t started yet, right?” he asks as he situates himself on the hard bench. You shake your head.
“Nope, you’re just in time!” You momentarily sit down your precious snack and reach behind you. “He’s so going to kill us,” you predict with a giggle as you pull out the signs. Earlier today when Jungkook had left to go meet with his team, you and Taehyung got to work. Together you made two signs, both obnoxious in terms of loud colors and big letters. They were decorated wih cheesy cheers that you two had found online and kiddie drawings of baseballs and stick men. The touch of glitter was what made you two decide that they were just embarrassing enough to fit your needs.
“His face will turn so red that it’ll match their uniforms,” Taehyung adds and you both crack up into loud laughter, causing Jungkook to turn your way from his place in the dugout. You two only give him an enthusiastic thumbs up, which he narrows his eyes at.
A few minutes later, it’s time for the game to start. Since Jungkook’s team is playing at home, they have to be out on the field for the start of the inning. You watch carefully as he jogs out to his position- which is shortstop- and take a moment to relish his handsomeness today. Most of the time, Jungkook would be wearing at least one article of black clothing. It’s his favorite color to wear. But when it came to playing baseball, he actually looked like a boy next door. Every game, he’s clad in an adorable red baseball jersey with his teams name emblazoned on the front, matching white pants and red socks with a stripe of eye black beneath each eye. His hair is always messily tucked under his red cap, curly pieces sticking out from the nape of his neck ,and he never fails to be chewing his favorite bubblegum, making huge bubbles inbetween batters. It was simply the greatest thing in the world.
“Yeah, go Kookie!” you cheer loudly. Taehyung sighs from beside you. You turn to look at him with a small frown. “What’s wrong?"
He whines and drops his head onto your shoulder and nustles it around playfully, like a puppy. "Jungkook just looks so nice out there. I just wanna grab him and kiss his beautiful face,” he mumbles and you laugh, but nod.
“I can relate.” You lock eyes with Taehyung and both of you bust out into laughter again. If Jungkook saw you that time, you were sure he’d think you were up to something.
When you two manage to finally quiet down, you begin to watch the game. The first batter is up, and it only take him two pitches to make contact. The ball zooms straight out, and you watch with glee as it lands right into the glove of Jungkook. He doesn’t hesitate to throw the ball to first base, successfully aiding in the first out of the ball game. And of course, this doesn’t go unnoticed to anyone.
“Whoo, way to go Kookie!” you scream in glee as you clap you hands together. Taehyung eagerly holds his sign up high and waves it from side to side. Out on the field, Jungkook catches a glimpse of you two acting like complete goofballs and you swear that, even from your place in the bleachers, you can see his cheeks flare up bright red.
“We’re totally embarrassing him” Taehyung comments as he notices the behavior of the younger boy. You nod.
“Oh definitely. But you know he loves it. I mean, if it was so bad, he would stop telling us what time and where these games were,” you say with a smirk. You were right; if Jungkook really didn’t like you two coming out and making him all flustered, he would stop inviting you.
The game continued on, and to your disappointment, it was a fairly uneventful game. Jungkook’s team is really talented, so they easily took a lead on their opponents. Of course, every single time Jungkook made a good catch or hit the ball, you and Taehyung went wild with your signs and cheers. Other people watching the game were most likely growing very irritated with the way both of you were acting, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care much. At the end of the day, it was all for fun.
It’s over before you know it and Jungkook’s team prevails, as always. Once he says goodbye to his teammates, he makes his way towards your and Taehyung’s position by the car. His baseball bag is slung over his shoulder and a big smile found it’s place onto his face as soon as he sees you two. You impatiently begin to run towards him at full speed, barely giving him time to react before you spring up into his grasp.
He latches his hands around your lower back as you wrap your legs around his waist. You give him a sloppy, big, wet kiss on the cheek. “You played great, Kook!” you exclaim. He groans in disgust but gives you one back anyway.
“Thanks baby. I try.” He gives you a cocky smile and you slap his shoulder. “Ow! You can’t treat winners that way!” he protests but you just shrug.
“Watch me!” you fire back and smack his shoulder again. You bicker playfully for a moment until you approach Taehyung, who flicks you both on the head.
“You two are making me seem like the most mature one,” he scoffs, but grins. He leans over and gives Jungkook a short, sweet kiss. “And that terrifies me."
* "Eat it! Eat it! Eat it!” you and Taehyung chant as Jungkook holds up his eighth piece of pizza. Since he won, Taehyung insisted he had to eat a whole pizza by himself. He had almost gotten the whole thing down, until it came to halfway through the eighth piece.
He shoves the rest of the pizza in, chews, and swallows. “Done!” he exclaims, but groans right after. “I’m so full, you assholes."
Laughter ensues right after his jab at you two. "You l-o-v-e us,” you insist and throw your arm around Taehyung, who nods along with you. Jungkook rolls his eyes, but he’s smiling big enough to make them crinkle up into his head.
He sighs. “Even though you embarrass the hell out of me, I do love you nerds.”
Taehyung smirks and gestures with his hand the shape of a ‘c’. “Well you know what I love? Your butt in baseball pants."
[Final: Yongguk Ver.] Tumbleweed, Her (M)#20 - [BAP] Mafia!Au
[A/N] Come to me, papi. I wrote three version of these, so it might get over lap somewhere because no one in this world writes three endings to a fanfic before. Tell me the version you liked.
Sometimes, painful things can teach us a lesson we didn’t think we needed to know. And of all the wretched things that happened, two made its mark on you. Two of it, of which, you will never forget.
People are lessons in disguise and every each that came into your life, meant to teach you something. Either it is about you, or about them, but there’s always something. Rage is never the solution, but it was the only way you could think of.
And in this final chapter, it started with a broken windshield of a black tinted car by a baseball bat that you held in your hands. You stand dignified on top of the hood of a car you knew belong to Jongup’s clan.