-ok so i saw logan again because i couldnt stop thinking about it since friday when i first saw it
-ive had a deep sense of loss and emptiness since then and i still do
-this movie is so fucking heavy man but it really is so revolutionary for the superhero genre
-17 freakin yrs of hugh jackmans wolverine and patrick stewarts professor x and theyve never failed me
-but wolverine was my main mans since i was 6 so i feel so hurt losing him like this. The child in me felt like it died w him fuck
-logan I have to peeee
-whenever laura jumps on someone and like flips then and kills them is so fucking dope like yas gurl fuck it up!!!
-i just still really love how they made him feel just so human and go beyond his mutant characteristics
-he feels broken hes hurt he takes care of charles he turns to alcohol and has thought deeply about suicide. Like that is some real shit and i love how they showed that instead of perpetuating the idea that all he is is an invincible killkng machine
-“i know pop” i love when he refers to charles as his dad
-im just a huge fucking sucker for great parental figures or relationships that parallel it.
-their dynamic is so tragic and funny at the same time.
-charles’ alzheimers?? is heartbreaking and also so real minus the powers
-calling logan a disappointment ugh
-pierce is still sexy af tho like damn ur a piece of shit but also fuck me
-i just love logan so much and his dynamic w laura and how similar they are like i know shes his daughter but still im not sick of it
-calling the academy a special needs school lmao. Love the banter and every scene between them at that house
-charles telling logan to stop and feel for a sec
-charles waking up feeling shittty bc “he had the most perfect night and didnt deserve it” bc he remembered:(((
-logan didnt even get to hear that from charles damn it
-fuck x24 man rip charles im so sad logan telling charles it wasnt him just to assure him bc he rly does care
-laura holding his hand afer buryin charles <333
-you just cant take shit… lmao
-and when she finally talks… that scene is just too perfect
-DONT HIT ME.
- hes just so much more than just wolverine and its hilarious bc hes acting like any person who would when they find out they have a kid and are thrown w the tasking of caring for them
-what else did charles say? To not let you die… UGH SOBBING bc foreshadowing
-i suck at this. bad shit happens to people i care about …. I CRY UGH
-THEN I WILL BE FINE… laura fuck me up with that comeback
-WHEN HE SCREAMS AND SHE KNOWS /SEES HES THERE COMING TO THEIR RESCUE
-FATHER DOING FATHER THINGS JUST RLLY MAKES ME SO HAPPY AND TEARFUL
-okay and then the obvious parts his death scene… hurt just as much if nit more this time around and i still cried
-“so this is what it feels like” FUCKKKJK and then she calls him daddy
-then she quotes that movie and then turns thecross to an X LIKE HOLY FUCKKKK I WAS ABLE TO STOP SOBBING FOR A QUICK SEC THEN SHE DID THAT AND I WAS RUINED
-new generation of mutants bout to fuck shit up baby!!
-ugh I NEED A LAURA KINNEY X23 FILM ASAP ROCKY
-i will miss hugh jackmans wolverine and patrick stewarts professor x so much but it really was an incredible swan song!!!!
-hugh jackman is also my daddy tho fuck
-i could see this a hundred times and itll fuckin ruinme eachtime thank u
i’m so sad donghyun got eliminated :(( (+yongguk ugh he could have made it if mnet didn’t cut it down to top 20 jdsnsksdn i’m still salty about this i hate mnet so much. but atleast he’s out of mnet’s mess now)
honestly i don’t want any of them to make it into the top 11 so they can debut under BNM instead but it’s impossible lol so i hope youngmin, woojin, and daehwi can make it! it’s sad though since donghyun has to wait 2 years until i.o.i 2.0 disband cries (or they can pull a gugudan, but they will get so much hate)
Nobody is born a villain, there isn’t an evil
gene causing a mutation that turns one into the bad guy. It would be easier to
explain if it was like this, but… no, he wasn’t a villain from the beginning.
What it takes to be a villain, in the first
place, is a motivation. It can be something futile, it can be something
superficial, like politicians who are rich from birth and choose to steal, or,
best case scenario, it can be something truly noble.
Seven would fit in this last category. Everything he did, he did it for his brother.
Villains aren’t born out of nowhere, something
happened at some moment in their petty lives that awakened the evilness inside
them. Again, it could be something trivial, it could be something deep. A
victim of the human condition, becoming what hurt them.
Seven fit in here as well. Growing in a abusive
household, abandoning his brother, doing the shadiest things for money, this
can turn someone into a villain, right?
Well, it didn’t matter. It was fine being the
villain as long as Saeran would be okay. Which, as Seven found out half year
ago, it was far away from being the truth. Saeran was not okay, he was the
hacker on Mint Eye acting out of pure revenge against his brother. And since it
was like that, he wouldn’t be the villain anymore.
He would save his brother, somehow. He had to.
It was the least he could do.
He was determined from the moment he left that
building with Yoosung. If he were still the villain, he would just send everything
to hell, punch V till the bastard spills everything , delete that goddamn app
and tell everybody in RFA to forget everything and move on like nothing ever
But he didn’t want to be the villain. No, he
helped Jumin finding more about Sarah and Glam’s relationship, attended to the
party like an exemplary member of the organization, made sure that you were
safe and happy with your decision of staying with Jumin and… genuinely intended
to have a very honest and mature conversation with V.
It was useless.
Because Saeran wasn’t in Mint Eye anymore. V
didn’t know the details, but the encounter between siblings ended terribly for
both of them. Saeran disappeared on that same day, and V swore in the name of
Rika he didn’t know where he could be.
Seven didn’t give up. He did what he does best:
searched. Being tased by Vanderwood never was so worth it, as soon as he would
recover from the shock, he would be ready to search more.
Only to find that there was a high chance
Saeran would be in their father’s hands by now. When did it happen? How? It was
something researching wouldn’t solve. If he wanted answers, he would have to
get them personally.
Six painful, dreadful, useless months and
nothing. His father was powerful, more powerful than all the smartest and
resourceful agents he knew, the government insiders were learning how to get
prevented against people like him.
Villains can have hope too, but since he was
trying not to be a villain, he felt defeated.
Until Seven remembered one conversation that happened
a few weeks after the reunion with his brother at Mint Eye. That night you
called him, shame and certainty in your voice, asking him to pick you up at
Jumin’s place, the engagement was off.
“Signed, sealed, delivered, miss.” He beamed as
stopping the car in front of your building. There were some dark stains around
your eyes, like you cried, tried to wipe it off the smudged mascara and failed.
You looked… sad.
“He found out. He found out before I could tell
him.” You mumbled, hugging yourself like you were cold. It was summer. “I knew
I should have told before he could find out… like that.”
“You knew, right?”
“I know a lot of stuff about a lot of people.
You will have to be more specific… if you can, of course.”
“I’m a domme and you know that, don’t you?”
He did, he found out when doing the background
check on you. You did a pretty decent job hiding most part of the information
like contact info and clients, if it weren’t for your credit card history, he
could imagine that all the transactions related to BDSM articles stores were a
cover up or something. And since it wouldn’t be a good cover up, it could only
mean that you actually spent that much money in all those things.
And even if all those assumptions were wrong,
you just confirmed you are a domme, so…
“I assumed you could be. Didn’t mention in the
chatroom because it didn’t seem relevant, and as much… dangerous it could be,
you didn’t seem like a threat to me.”
“But you were wrong. I am a threat.”
Poor thing, you were venting to a real threat
and didn’t even know that. How could someone so innocent like you be a threat?
So innocent… so cute…
Did you ever take him seriously in that night
you called him and he cried? Being so innocent, you wouldn’t. Good.
“Spanking some asses doesn’t make you a threat.
Not even to those asses, if you come to think of it.” Ugh… is he trying to make
you laugh? Why? He doesn’t feel like laughing himself.
“I was a threat to Jumin from the beginning…”
your voice is barely a whisper, you look like a wounded animal… seriously, why
did he think trying to make you laugh would be a good idea? Idiot!
“Well, unless you entered that apartment
knowing you would meet Jumin, there couldn’t be a way for you to be a problem
from the beginning.”
Why did you enter that apartment? He wished he
could ask you, but putting you in a interrogatory right now would be bad, and
he was trying not to be the bad guy.
“No, but it became from the moment I fell for
him… then it turned bigger when I though he… was a threat as well…”
“Jumin was being pretty weird, even someone
like me could see that.”
You lowered your gaze and let a small sob out.
Oh no… no no no you weren’t going to cry, were you? Ugh… he was trained to deal
with the most nerve wracking situations, a girl crying in his car was not one
“Don’t cry, MC.” He did the deepest voice he
could. It was a plea, he wanted to sound like an order.
It worked, you looked at him. Bright widen eyes
observed him with confusion.
“I-I mean… I’m sure you didn’t hide from him to
trick him or something. You… were trying to protect him, right? His reputation
since he’s a public figure and shit…”
“Seven, I… I have the most powerful people as
clients. Media, military forces, politics, you name it, I’ve been on this
business for more than three years now, nobody ever found a thing about them,
so it wasn’t about his reputation. It wasn’t… it wasn’t even about him. It was
all about me, and that is so typical of me! My… my father was right…”
Fathers can mess their kids up. Seven’s father
was never a present figure, just the thought of him was enough to fuck his and
his brother’s mind even more than their mother was already doing it. His father
was a despicable selfish prick who never cared about those poor kids, all he
wanted was to put his hands on them to make sure they would be under his
control. His father was the worst!
And his father was one of your clients. What a
small word, huh? He couldn’t be the villain having this much luck, right? Fate
was on his side, it was almost like… God sent you to solve his problems.
He was feeling defeated after not being able to
find much about him, but your words gave him some hope. And after crossing some
loose information here and there, Seven was almost sure that, if there would be
anyone with some personal info about that man, it would be you.
You and your unbelievably ability to hide
things about your clients. There weren’t emails, calls, texts, nothing! What
kind of digital security system someone so innocent like you could have?
None. If he couldn’t find, it was because it
wasn’t online. All the data was hidden in a physical place. Smart, MC, very
smart… and not so innocent.
He tried not to be the villain, but it would go
against his nature. Remember, Luciel, it’s all for your brother! Are you
willing to gain some innocent girl’s confidence just so she would hand you the
He was. That’s when he decided to pop in the
chat room that night:
“Heya! Things are dead around here, jeez! What
about some RFA get together? LOLOLOL”
Everybody was down for this. But there was only
one person he was waiting for the response.
“I’m not coming if MC
isn’t!” he knew you
were online, just observing, like you did all those six months. A villain
doesn’t have friends so in sync with his desires, so he couldn’t be villain if
he had Yoosung and Zen to coax you into coming.
“I’m leaving now and I’m never coming back,
You shove yourself up to look at him, sitting
on the bed.
“What…? No… why?”
“Because you’re using me.”
Playing the victim, like a true villain.
“What… what do you mean?”
“Don’t play innocent, MC. Just admit I’m just a
rebound until you decide to crawl back to Jumin. Actually, not even a rebound, since
you’re already fucking him again.”
“You… you said… you didn’t care about this…”
“And I don’t, as long as you don’t lie to me!
Just sex… do you think I’m stupid?”
“Se-Seven… it’s not like that… I… care for you,
I… like you so much, I…”
“You like that I was being a submissive little
bitch to you.” He scoffs.
“No, but… I like, yeah, but I liked… tonight
too, Luciel. I… am a little confused about some things you said, but I truly
enjoyed, I enjoy your company, Luciel. I… even felt like… you and I… could have
a chance together…”
A villain has weaknesses. He had two. One: his
inability to stick to a plan. The original plan was getting the information
after that get together, he would pretend interest in being your client,
hopeful that you would explain the rules, how do you set appointments with
clients, things you would have to tell him to assure everything was made under
the most discreet secrecy.
But he was terrible at following the plan, it
was one of Vanderwood’s complains about his methods. So he couldn’t gather the
courage to ask you to be a client, not so suddenly after all those months… you
wouldn’t probably even consider his request, since he’s Jumin’s friend.
Ahh… Jumin was on the way of his plans. Does
that make Jumin the hero? Yeah, he would need to be careful with Jumin around you. Well, if he asked something, Seven could say he was just a client.
So he would have to get close to you in another
way, which leads to his second and most lethal weakness: you.
No, he didn’t love you, this was a feeling he
would never even allow himself on feeling it, but it would be a lie if he said
he didn’t care for you. Somehow, he knew you were just an innocent girl caught
up in a very intricate situation with a bunch of fucked people, he being the
most fucked up one, Jumin probably coming on a close second.
Your weakness is fucked up people, but being
the heroine, you could overcome your weaknesses with time, you would, for sure.
So he could be mean, he had to, or else you wouldn’t overcome your weakness for
healing fucked up people.
“Bullshit, MC! You never saw me like more than
a sex toy! You keep saying how bad you feel for Jumin and how much you regret,
but the truth is you’re a compulsive liar! You lie so much you start believing
in your own lies because you’re a selfish little whore!”
For a moment, Seven sees the same wounded
animal look he saw that night you and Jumin split up. Control your weakness,
“So here’s your money. Thank you for your
services.” He places a pack of bills in your nightstand, avoiding your gaze at
Come on, MC. Yell at him! Hit him! Tell him to
die and rotten in hell! He deserves it, he deserves every single bruise you
gave him, one more won’t make a difference.
“Go and take this money with you. This isn’t
necessary.” You say, covering yourself with the sheets. Shame and certainty in
your quiet voice.
“How would you know you’ve been a good girl if
I don’t pay you?”
“Please, leave.” You weren’t commanding it, he
told you you wouldn’t be giving any more commandments that night. You were
begging him to go.
If he weren’t the villain, he would think this
was more hurtful than any bruise you did on him. But he was the villain,
villains can have mercy, so he left. He didn’t take the money, however, because
he wasn’t that much of a merciful villain.
You would know how to get rid of it, just like
you would do with the floppy disk he left in replacement of all the data of your
clients he stole from the black closet in the dungeon.
That is the tale of how a villain destroyed an
innocent and irresistible heroine’s heart. Well… it’s not the whole tale, if it was, it would
make him the main character.
So, scratch that, this is the tale of how a
hero called Jumin and a heroine called MC would overcome their weaknesses and
get together again, like it was supposed to be from the beginning. No villain,
just the good guys. No Luci… Saeyoung, just Jumin and MC, like it was meant to
Matter of fact, the first step was given by
you, when two weeks later after Seven’s disappearing, you set an appointment
with Jumin to discuss the details of his contract as your client.
Seven was already far away, so he would never
know that, one week later after that meeting, Jumin was waiting nervously on
the couch in front of your dungeon.
He tangles his hands together as he adjusts
himself on the couch. How many people have sat on here throughout these years?
Have any of them meant something to you? Does he mean something to you?
You open the door. He’s breathless when he sees
the leather outfit and hears the sound of the boots rubbing it against each
other as you walk towards him.
“Put this on. Take your clothes off and come in
silent.” He chuckles inwardly when you hand him a tiara with black fuzzy cat
But he can’t smile even internally when he sees the metallic rectangular structure placed on the floor. Jumin looks at you and furrows his eyebrows, you mimic his expression.
“Don’t look at me like that, you were the one who basically gave me a free hand on the contract.” Tilting your chin up, you smile “Besides, I thought you liked cages, kitty.”
I’m an awful person, but we’re almost there: yes, we’re having the finale for this fic next week. Don’t hate me too much until then. :x
Title: You know what? Warning: None… Pairing: Anxiety/Prince Summary: It’s a nice day outside… Or not for the boys… A/N: I wrote this because I wanted to write but had no idea of what… Yeah, hope you still like it. AND SORRY IF GRAMMAR IS WRONG!!!!
hey! some danatole + a whole bunch of wedding stuff because i owe you all some good fluff
also: my first week of rehearsals is almost done! please keep in mind that while my next week of rehearsals is happening im going to be in another production at the same time (i have a couple hours in between) so updates may be slow and most likely posted on the weekend or the week after next!! thanks i love you all
DISCLAIMER: THIS PIECE IS A MYSTIC MESSENGER AU. IT IS HEAVILY INSPIRED BY THE AMERICAN SITCOM CHEERS, A SHOW CENTERED AROUND A BOSTON BAR CALLED CHEERS AND IT’S REGULARS. EVEN THOUGH I HAVE TRIED TO KEEP AS MUCH OF CANON PERSONALITIES WITH ALL THE MYSTIC MESSENGER CHARACTERS JUST REMEMBER THAT IT IS AN AU AND A FEW THINGS MAY BE DIFFERENT THAN IN GAME OR YOUR HEADCANONS. THIS HAS BEEN FUN TO PLAN AND I HOPE YOU FIND A BIT OF JOY READING IT!
Welp, SWCV has come to an end with 29 concerts held. I’m proud of the boys and Shawols. I am proud to have been a part of the tour. It was an amazing, dreamlike, breathtaking, wonderful experience. I don’t think I’ll ever get over it. I’ll probably be watching fancams of the concert over and over for the rest of my life. Lol.
Personally, I never thought I was ever gonna have the chance to see SHINee perform live. Before I went to see them in L.A, I felt myself withdrawing from the fandom. I’m sure those who’s followed me since 2010+ could tell. I wasn’t rly making edits anymore and tho I was here from time to time, I was basically forcing myself to reblog SHINee for the sake of this blog. Most of the friends I met while loving SHINee already left the fandom. They got into new groups, grew up and out of SHINee/stan life, found new hobbies, got a s/o, etc. I thought it was my turn to graduate too?? Lmao. So with all this considered, I attended the concert as the last hurrah, as the last goodbye.
I’m not about to make some long drawn out post but seriously I just want to say I was hit with so many different feelings (particularly excitement from seeing Raven) but I literally broke down and fucking cried tears of joy. watch the intro again and LISTEN to the lyrics along with the imagery. It’s a lot to take in but…seeing them running side by side together to confront Salem while Casey sings about their endurance and triumph, that killed me ugh YES. THIS is why we love these characters so much. I know I’ve said it a million times but they’ve come SO far not just in the series but in real life as well. RWBY continues to grow and it honestly makes me SO happy that I can talk to people about it and they actually know what it is and appreciate it. (ugh this wasn’t supposed to be this long) I Believe in RWBY both the team and the series itself. They can win….They can triumph!
Who insists that they are an awesome dancer even though they’re terrible?
Enjolras is as graceful on his feet as an ostrich running for its life. (He can do the whole choreography of Let’s Have a Kiki though, for some reason.) (Courfeyrac)
Who likes to watch reality TV?
Enjolras hates reality TV but says they’re like car crashes that he just cannot look away from. Grantaire genuinely enjoys Project Runway.
Who refuses to wear pants when they’re home alone?
Grantaire is against wearing pants at home ever, but they reached a compromise to keep it to when they don’t have company.
Who is the jealous/protective one?
One might think it’d be Grantaire, but they haven’t seen Enjolras’ face when R is drunk and handsy with others. (Imagine his inner turmoil though. “He’s an independent adult free to do as he pleases and I cannot have any claims on him.” “But he’s mine!”)
Who goes all out on the holidays?
Grantaire, mainly because the holiday cheer annoys Enjolras. (This is a lie, he’s just really a sappy, festive dork and wants to make the best of special occasions with his friends because he didn’t exactly have holidays when he was a kid.)
Who cries over books?
Definitely Enjolras, and I’m not talking about fiction. He gets teary-eyed reading strongly worded arguments on politics that he describes as ‘beautiful’.
Who is terrible with kids?
Enjolras, but not because he’s one of those “ugh I hate these very short human prototypes” assholes. He just has no idea what to do and is generally terrified around kids.
Who drinks too much caffeine?
They both drink their fair share of too-much-caffeine, but Enjolras gets those ‘I will live healthy!’ spurts bi-monthly so they make an effort to cut back. (It doesn’t work.)
Who could sleep for twenty-four hours straight?
Enjolras could, technically, but he’d never allow himself to. Grantaire does.
Who never wears matching socks?
Grantaire does it, especially when he has an important meeting, because he’s a little shit and makes sure the buyer/gallery owner can see his obnoxiously mismatches socks under his suit pants. Enjolras does it because he can’t find his socks.
Who punches a tree when they’re angry?
Like, not exactly a tree, because where would they find a tree, but Enjolras does get physical when he’s angry. (Fists are bruised on tables, dishes are broken, doors are unhinged.)
Dea’s 2016 Haikyuu!! ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE FIC REC LIST
So… 2016 is over and I have to say I read less Haikyuu!! fic than I did last year. Most importantly I mostly stopped going through the tag by newest and simply read what was written by my friends or linked by them.
Consequently I’m less confident in my reccing this year (compared to last year’s list), but nonetheless this was an amazing year for fic readers and I am eternally grateful to all the writers providing us with gorgeous fanfic, no matter if you made it on a list like mine or not.
All the love to fic authors, and may your new year be better than the last!
A collection of stories the morals of which all amount to: if something can go wrong, it will. Also, if something can go right, it also will.
Alternatively, that one college AU where everyone fucks all the shit up.
Starting with the obvious stuffs today. Funny enough I also put this series on last year’s list and it has since only gotten better. Not only is it hilarious as all hell, it also manages to rip your heart out and then heal it at once with the most beautiful romance.
“He thought of progress, of going further, over a silent breakfast with Kazu and Hisashi. This is, technically, already a greater distance than he’s ever been. But as Chikara took the final bite of his tuna onigiri and waits now as one face in a milling crowd, he knows he wants more.”
The king of all music AUs. I doubt I’ll ever see and orchestra fic this perfect.
“That’s some kinda gratitude. I get the ideal guy to take you to prom, and you act like he’s not even here? What happened to my painfully polite little brother?” “I doubt I’d let him take me to the hospital if I were bleeding to death.” Keiji needs a date. Bokuto needs dating lessons. Nothing could possibly go wrong.
This frickin fic, dude. Blew me away. The characterisation is absolutely incredible and the PLOT! Every character has their own point, every happenstance a reason, every sentence a beauty to it. I wish books were written like this.
A tiny kiss was pressed to the side of his head and Shouyou snickered. “You’re a sap,” he said, amused, but his heart was trembling at the gentleness of the gesture. “Of course,” Kuroo replied as if it was the most obvious of things. “You wouldn’t have me any other way.” Shouyou chuckled, pulling back to look at him. Kuroo had a small smile on his face, just a quirk of his lips, really, but it made Shouyou melt, like it always did. Maybe he was the real sap in this relationship…
So this was a gift for me and let me tell you. Getting something as perfect as this is the best fucking feeling ever. It is romantic and smart and hot and all in all so so lovely, please do yourself a favour and read it!
Silica Sand by @lilienpasse Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu, G
Overworked, over-stressed programmer Azumane Asahi works on the top floor of a Shinjuku skyscraper. Nervous around his coworkers and terrified of the long drop on the other side of the window, Asahi falls into a miserable routine, only to have it broken one day by a simple message on the outside of the glass.
I admit, this was published a year ago, but I’ll be damned if I overlook it now!It is a beautiful story of two very peculiar people coming together and influencing each other, with such delicate characterisations and the language!! A dream.
Five years after high school— what changes, what doesn’t, and what really matters, in the end.
I don’t even have the words to describe my joy over this fic. It is an incredible story, about learning yourself and learning others through love and devotion and I have read it so many times. And cried every time again.
Former boyband member and acting idol Tsukishima Kei’s continued entanglement with Nekoma’s lead singer Kuroo Tetsurou is just a series of missed steps in choreography he can’t quite master. (It doesn’t help at all that Kuroo Tetsurou makes a habit of constantly changing the music.)
I just… ugh LOVE this fic from the bottom of my heart. Boybands aren’t usually my thing but I absolutely can’t get enough of this, dammit. This is such well written romance, grown up but not, with so much passion and I just can’t get over it!
As a volleyball player, Sugawara Koushi was used to competition, but it was nothing compared to the competitive mums at his local Baby!Splash swimming class. He can stand his ground and even laugh, until a vile insinuation stops him in his tracks. He knows he must fight, but sometimes it’s hard when the whole world and even your mother thinks you’re odd.
This fic has a very special place in my heart, what made the decision which of Carole’s fics to put here surprisingly easy. It’s incredibly well written, as always, but I get caught up in the emotions it conveys if I even so much as think about it, and that’s quite a feat. It tells such a strong message!
Their meeting is not fate, per se, that would be too tacky, too grand for the way they met. If Akaashi had to put any name to it, some kind of descriptor, looking back, it’s … a stroke of luck. Pure, wayward, stupidly fortunate coincidence.
Maybe I’m biased because this fic takes place in Germany, my home, but to be honest I don’t think you can go wrong with this author. This has so much emotion, so much genuine love for the characters and their struggles and their story, it makes my heart bloom every time I read it.
AU where Kuroo and Kenma have never met before… but then, sometimes all it takes is one glance. (And some encouragement from friends… and a few games of Smash… and half an inexpertly prepared drink from Lev.)
Man, I am so glad this story exists and you two thought of it. It’s such an interesting take on the character’s relationship and behaviours. Val is probably the only one to manage to make it work so beautifully and elegantly!
The apartment was situated in a nice part of Tokyo – the bus stop was only a block away, five minutes of walk were enough to reach the metro station, there was a conbini just around the corner, it was that kind of place. It was also on the highest floor of a mostly new building, with tall windows and spacious rooms, and was big enough to easily accommodate Kuroo, Kenma and both their ridiculously-wide-winged Animae. It was so good, he had had troubles believing he’d lucked out to that point. Which had made it to be expected, really, when Kenma had avoided eye contact and mumbled a barely audible “I can’t move in with you anymore”. Of course it had happened.
I have read this fic so many frickin times. Probably the most out of all the ones in this list. It surprises me a bit because I usually don’t deal well with soulmate AUs, but this just has the most DELICIOUS mutual pining I can imagine on top of being excellently and lovingly characterised. It absolutely kills.
Kuroo Tetsurou is a witch’s apprentice living above The Black Cat, a magic supply store where he also works. When his master leaves him for an assignment in China, and his best friends Oikawa Tooru and Iwaizumi Hajime abandon him for a working vacation on the beach, Kuroo commits the taboo and summons a demon to help him in the shop and help drive back the loneliness that lingers in the shadows. Only the demon he summons isn’t the type of demon he expects, and he finds himself stuck with it with no idea of how to return it to where it belongs.
There is absolutely NO WAY one can go wrong with Sy’s fics. She is the queen of kuroken and I am so thankful that she blesses us with gems like this. Incredibly plotted, characterised, worded, this is an all around masterpiece!
The first time he saw the sky was the night Kuroo dragged him out of the City. Staggering along with Kuroo’s arm around his waist, his brain still too fuzzy to quite comprehend what was going on, he had looked up. He saw tiny, innumerable pinpricks of light, shining clear and beautiful, free from the cover of the Dome. “What are those?” he said. His voice sounded like rust, the slow grinding of a machine that’s never been used screeching into utility once again. “The stars,” Kuroo had answered.
Ah yes. The fic that wil remind you that you can under no circumstances forget that ficwriters are untrustworthy. BROKE MY FUCKING HEART AND I LOVE IT. Seriously. It’s soo good.
And you feel dumb, downright idiotic that it takes you all this time to realize it as Kuroo laughs and grins, eyes alight when he nudges your hand with his under the table, that the feelings you harbor for your friend isn’t just platonic.
A little bit to relish for the end. This is exactly my jam, and one of THE most atmospheric pieces I’ve ever read. Almost too much to comprehend.
I WISH YOU ALL A HAPPY NEW YEAR AND PARTY HARD!!
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I'm sorry but can u explain more what's going on that last scene with GR ang Goblin? I don't understand why Goblin watched GR and both cried too much...what's behind that??! But ugh this two make mee so sad, I don't lie I cried soo much!😢😢😢
Hey no problem! Ah… yes, that last scene between the two is very deep and touching… Just more to add to the ocean of tears I was already crying. T.T Just to let you know, this is my own personal analysis and interpretation, so it may be different from what other’s think.
So let’s start from the beginning, Wang Yeo gifted the sword to Shin to fight at the borders. The only time the king appeared before Shin was to tell him to die and, therefore, he commanded Shin to die at the borders in return for his sorrow. As a loyal general to both the previous and current kings, Shin’s promise and duty was to protect the king with his life; therefore, the sword became an extension of that promise, which would include to kill Park Joong Won because he was a threat to the king. But Shin would not kill Joong Won against Wang Yeo’s will if he didn’t command so.
We all thought Shin held a grudge against Wang Yeo because he was accused for false treason and for killing his family, but that was not the case. Shin held a grudge againstWang Yeo for taking his own life… the very life that his half-brother, his lover, and himself sacrificed their lives to protect, but it was all in vain. The only thing that Shin wanted of Wang Yeo to ask of him was to kill Park Joong Won… but instead, the sword he used to protect Wang Yeo’s Goryeo ended up slaying him due to Yeo’s royal decree, whom was manipulated by Joong Won.
However, this time around… things happened differently. Just as Shin speculated, the purpose of the sword was to kill Park Joong Won, but he couldn’t have achieved it on his own. Wang Yeo/GR came to help and was the one who commanded Joong Won - not like in the past where he was being manipulated by him. This time, Wang Yeo appeared before Shin and Shin was finally able to “reach the king” by slaying Joong Won by the command of the king.
That’s why when he fell to one knee and looked at GR, he was symbolically bowing to his King (like a general would do) to inform him of his death just as Wang Yeo had ordered him 900 years ago - but this time accomplishing what he wanted to do, “I will now send word to you that I’ve died a heroic death.” And just as Wang Yeo promised Shin 900 years ago, GR/Wang Yeo genuinely expressed his sorrow when he already started to cry, knowing that Shin will die, and tipped his hat to show his respect.
So I hope this helps you understand this very touching and important scene between Shin and GR/Wang Yeo. I personally think this scene shows us that Shin and Wang Yeo/GR have reconciled, Shin has fulfilled his duty to his king, and that Wang Yeo/GR acknowledged his general’s loyal feat. UGH… I don’t know if I should feel happy or sad because my two immortal babies are on good terms again… but SHIN DISAPPEARED INTO ASHES and GR IS ON PROBATION!! I just want to see these two happy and living together in that beautiful house of theirs while drinking cooled beers and eating warm boiled eggs.
your art legitimately makes me so, so happy. I can't help but smile every time I see a comic or picture of yours on my dash. the slime one made me laugh until I cried with the facial expressions and everything and UGH I love your art so much. Never stop doing what you do <3
HJAFUSEHJSJHGJKGHGJH IM SM I L ING SO HARD you’re too sweet pls shjhdgjeheghejghg i don’t draw a lot sadly but im really happy if something i did made you smile that makes me feel really warm inside 💖 THANK YOU SWEET ANGEL i hope u dont mind me posting this i WANT TO KEEP IT AND READ IT WHEN IM SAD HJHSJGHG THANK YOU FOR BEING KIND ;_; 🌼🌈🍀💛
-THE FLASHBACKS WERE SO SAD
-ESPECIALLY THE WES AND LAUREL FLASHBACK OMG THEY THOUGHT SHE WAS PREGNANT AND THEY WERE RIGHT
-LAUREL HATES FRANK AND THAT MAKES ME SO RELIEVED
-Michaela knew about Wes and Laurel, and that surprised me, but the scene was so cute 😭😭😭
-Bonnie and Frank are the worst people ever tbh, I want them to choke.
-LAUREL STARTING TO CRY WHEN K4 (fuck) CAME TO SEE HER UGH I CRIED BECAUSE SHE CRIED
-Connor was so fucking rude wtf, he literally told Laurel to get an abortion when she told them the baby was Wes’s
-I’m so happy about Asher punching Connor, his ugly ass deserved it, like can Connor please die???
-Michaela cares so much about Laurel, I love their friendship 😭❤
-STOP SHOWING WES’S BODY
-Laurel telling Frank he should’ve died instead, and telling him she loved Wes’s so much more than she ever loved his apologetic ass 🙌
-overall, it was a really fucking sad episode, but you should all watch it
Sitting watching Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead and can’t help but think:
1) how much promise River Song’s story and Steven Moffat’s run in general had, and how much of that potential was wasted. Like seriously, his episodes during RTD’s run are among some of the best. It frustrates me so much?
2) also, before he’s even show runner, he’s basically started putting down Ten’s run as a way of promising that Eleven’s will be EVEN BIGGER AND BETTER. THE BESTEST EVER. Like River literally says ‘this doctor isn’t as good as my (read, Moffat’s) doctor’ and I get it in the context of River’s character but it just sounds like the first piece of Moffat’s self aggrandising bullshit al la 'wait until you get to eleven. That’s the best, I cried my eyes out’.
And ugh I used to love his RTD episodes so much but I can’t watch them now without noticing little bits like that and it pisses me off. It’s like the ultimate in telling and now showing. As if shouting about how amazing and super duper awesome your run is going to be can be a substitute for actual good writing.
(He also tends to write his characters a bit like that. Making them say really out of place comments about how well they know each other instead of showing us, and making characters say nice things about a character - the glorious amy pond - instead of, you know, actually making them likeable and giving them recognisable traits beyond 'sexy’ and 'feisty’.)
Idk I could go on about this for days, I just miss the show that it used to be. I want to be excited for doctor who again. I want to be sitting on the edge of my seat waiting for it to start every week but it hasn’t been that way for a while and I don’t know why :/