Katara: It’s not magic. It’s waterbending, and it’s- Sokka: Yeah, yeah, an ancient art unique to our culture, blah blah blah. Look, I’m just saying that if I had weird powers, I’d keep my weirdness to myself.
So I wanted to talk a little about Katara, because I think we often focus on her grief for her mother, and forget her relationship to her culture, and her experience of the Southern Water Tribe genocide (unlike the Air Nomads genocide, which was for the greater partover after four big terrifyingly effective simultaneous strikes, this one took place over a long length of time - more than 40 years? 50? - and it wasn’t total, but it definitely was one. genocide = the deliberate and systematic extermination of a national, racial, political, or cultural group, fwiw)
(Kanna’s village - before and after)
All of the Southern water benders were exterminated or taken away to rot in prison (where they all died eventually except for Hama). Katara was born the only bender left in the whole South Pole. Then when she was eight years old, she survived a raid that was meant to kill her, but took her mother instead (she probably was too young to realize that, to her it must have been a question mark up until she met Yon Rha - gratuitous cruelty? Why her mother in particular? They took nothing else!).
So Katara from a young age had a double burden to bear: that of her mother, and the legacy of her bending (and she was shown as painfully aware of her situation and what it meant on both front). But here’s the thing: Katara could be a mother, she was naturally good at it, and her grandmother could teach her what she didn’t already knew. Her family and tribe demanded that of her, they needed her to be that for them (especially after her father and the rest of the men basically abandoned them). However, there was no one left to teach her how to waterbend - she had almost no hope of ever becoming a master without formal training, her brother thought it was silly and weird and let her know, her grandmother thought it was a waste of time. But she kept practicing, because she knew how important it was, to her and to her tribe, that she kept trying (as the only one left who could).
(…an ancient art unique to our culture, blah blah blah…)
(Of course she would obsess over that waterbending scroll)
When she gets to the North Pole, she meets Pakku, and with him the opportunity of finally becoming a true master. But because she is a girl, he judges her unworthy. He judges her, the only remaining southern waterbender, unworthy of carrying on their culture. The Fire Nation didn’t care about the gender of their prisoners, men and women - they all fought side by side for their freedom in the South, and they were all taken away to the last one, and killed to the last one. In the South, the women had the choice to learn how to fight, or be defenseless. And privileged master Pakku couldn’t possible realize the extend of what he was denying her in that moment.
Katara had to prove herself, she had to earn her right to these teachings. And if she had been less good or less stubborn or not Kanna’s granddaughter - well the North would have refused their sister-tribe the power to use their common cultural heritage to fight back against the nation that destroyed them.
(It’s sexist and terrible.)
Meh, thankfully, she was that good, stubborn, and Kanna’s granddaughter, and she did get to become a master.
But, of course, her story doesn’t end here, and wrt her culture, the next chapter is a much more traumatizing experience. In the Fire Nation, she meets another master. This time it’s an old woman from the South like her (“You’re a waterbender! I’ve never met another waterbender from our tribe!”), and she is, ah, more than willing to help her.
Look how happy Katara looks at the idea to learn from her in particular:
Katara: I can’t tell you what it means to meet you. It’s an honor! You’re a hero. Hama: I never thought I’d meet another southern waterbender. I‘d like to teach you what I know so that you can carry on the southern tradition when I’m gone. Katara: Yes! Yes, of course! To learn about my heritage… it would mean everything to me.
But when Hama starts her lesson, the techniques she teaches have been obviously developed with one goal in mind: survival in enemy territory. They can’t possibly have been invented in the South Pole, where water is abundant everywhere. They are deadly and cruel, and the damage they do to the environment leaves Katara sad and uncomfortable, but Hama waves that off as unimportant. It doesn’t matter, she doesn’t have the time to worry about flowers or beauty or nature. To her that peace and beauty is probably just an illusion anyway, a lie: years after her escape she is still living the war, and war is ugly and rotten and messy (her world is ugly and rotten and messy - this is her comfort zone).
The last technique she teaches Katara is bloodbending. She forces Katara to learn something she finds disgusting, repulsive (just like Hama was forced to learn?) by torturing her (Hama was tortured), by overpowering her, invading her, making her lose control over her own body, bending her blood (Hama herself is clinging to the last remain of control she managed to get back after rotting in prison for years), and finally by threatening to have the two people she cares most about in the world kill each other right under her eyes (Hama lost everyone too, she had to say goodbye).
(Katara: But, to reach inside someone and control them? I don’t know if I want that kind of power. Hama: The choice is not yours. The power exists…and it’s your duty to use the gifts you’ve been given to win this war. Katara, they tried to wipe us out, our entire culture… your mother! Katara: I know. Hama: Then you should understand what I’m talking about. We’re the last Waterbenders of the Southern Tribe. We have to fight these people whenever we can. Wherever they are, with any means necessary! Katara: It’s you. You’re the one who’s making people disappear during the full moons. Hama: They threw me in prison to rot, along with my brothers and sisters. They deserve the same. You must carry on my work.)
And this, this, is the only truly southern waterbending Katara is ever going to learn. This is her tribe’s bending heritage, what’s left of it: blood, grief, suffering, hatred, loss of control over both your body and mind (because it’s terrible, but I think that’s what’s implied by the show: bloodbending makes you lose your mind. Hama’s only mean of regaining physical freedom ended up trapping her in another nightmare). Hama gifts her with a power she despises (but will use anyway in her darkest hour when she loses control) and a philosophy of violence and revenge.
Katara chose peace and forgiveness. As an adult, she will have bloodbending outlawed, she will become the greatest healer in the world, and she’ll teach her daughter, the next avatar, probably many others. These choices matter, and we should talk about them with that background in mind. Katara redefined her heritage - or rather she created a new one for herself: she refused the condition that was forced upon her (bloodbender) and ensured nobody could legally do to someone else what Hama did to her (and it’s implied this law is valid anywhere in the world). She transmitted Pakku’s warrior teachings, the ones she fought for, to the next generations (and did a great job of it!), but she also taught them how to heal, refusing to separate the arts as in Northern Water Tribe tradition - and healing was something she discovered by herself, that she felt was always a part of her. At that, she became the universally acknowledged best. Her legacy, despite everything that happened to her, will never be one of violence.
tl;dr: Katara is one of the strongest fictional characters ever created bye
Haha…so…*guiltily posts this months later* I had this in my drafts 70% completed since episode 10 came out, but with episode 11 and 12 the fandom exploded on other issues, and I thought it was kind of irrelevant since the rings have so many layers of meaning already. But in PASH magazine’s March issue, Kubo-sensei actually brings this up.
I ended up cleaning this post and after finding out that @sachiro was going to make a similar post, we decided to have “pair posts” to submit for victuuriweek. You can read their yoi meta here , which discusses and connects specific moments throughout the series to the points I’ll lay out in the second half of this post.
About Yuuri’s charm. Yuuri has a figure skating precedent for buying jewelry to act as a charm - it isn’t a
“lots of good stuff around here…yeah, rings can make good charms, right? idk, but I’m doing it anyway.” Here’s yet another layer.
Charms are a legitimate THING in figure skating.
You won’t read about this in figure skating intros or on Wikipedia, and you won’t hear commentators talk about it either (if it’s brought up, consider it a stroke of luck and immediately save that video/interview forever). Unless you follow skaters to the point of knowing about their personal lives, then this is one meaningful aspect of figure skating that is easy to miss.
ummm … why was this video so cute??? why was phil offering up nostalgic stories from his childhood every 3 minutes? why were they so fond of the family bonding time? of picking childrens clothing for dab???? ive not felt true emotions during a sims vid in so long??????? ? anyway here r some thoughts:
why did they try to make bowling strike noises for 30 actual whole seconds
phil dragging dan for not being able to read the word ‘mirage.’ good
the fact that phil kinda sorta equated the connotations of ’mate’ and ‘friend’ with ‘partner’ gave me heart palpitations ahhhhh partner is legit my fav word for what dnp are to each other and to hear it used in the same context as phil’s cheeky use of friend/mate was v affirming
apparently a typical dad move, according to phil, is stealing your child’s electronics. when phil got his first iPhone his dad took it and put angry birds on it? for some reason this is vital information to me
letting your child have cake on the bed is terrible parenting. both of them agree
when phil was a kid he had a toy where you rubbed its back and sparks came out. uhhh cute and also concerning
phil singing ‘fireman dan’ made me giggle and simultaneously forced me to reminisce on the fireman pic from their ‘dan and phil go to work’ calendar
the wholeeeeee bit where they’re looking through dab’s clothing choices made my heart melt. they are so supportive of eccentric fashion choices and they’re def going to be the dads that let their kids pick out their own clothes and support their choices and their individuality no matter what
omg 4:51 and phil saying, ‘you can make references that are old dan’ holy shit this bit. once again i love phil not taking dan’s shit and i love how fucking synchronized that god damn joke noise they make is, like they somehow made them at nearly the exact same microsecond??? and i have so many thoughts about this bc they both tend to make that noise when the other messes up or says something wrong or has a word flub of some sort, and it has always struck me as being something they use to dilute the awkwardness of that kind of misspeak??? like to take the attention away from the misspeak itself and draw each other out of the awkwardness of that moment by making each other laugh w this weird goose noise instead?? which is just??? fucking cute? i feel like in this instance the applicability was that dan didn’t have a retort to phil when phil stood up for himself so instead of just staying awkwardly silent he makes this goose noise (v slightly before phil does) as a way of being like lol this is awk i have nothing to say pls help me here and phil v instinctively/automatically follows as a way of joining in and being like it’s all good, you’re good, this is chill, pls don’t feel awk for not coming up w a witty response, and look now we’re laughing!!! and that’s the purpose that noise generally always serves them?? at least it seems that way to me, but idk like obvi i have no real basis for understanding exactly what the origin and meaning of this reflex is for them, this is sort of just how it seems from the many instances we’ve seen of them doing this. either way overall it’s just such a cute and warm lil thing they do bc its so obvi instinctive at this point and a shared gesture that makes them laugh and i love it
phil wasn’t allowed ripped/distressed jeans when he was younger. those traditionalist lesters staying true to their colors
dan thinks phil could be a stylist wow that is like the height of praise coming from the dark prince of fashion himself
dan thinks its cute when dab is in the parental bed while phil yells ‘get out’ hahahaha
phil used to talk to the monster under his bed bc of course he did
ok omg the whole bit starting at 9:30. holy shit y’all. i’m baffled. they’re having what seems like a v benign convo about sleepovers during their youth and talking about the frustrations of having to sleep on the floor and dan says “the older you get, the more you’re like what the hell i’m so uncomfortable i wish i was just asleep right now.” and then wATCH HIM from 9:38 to 9:42 like what is he doing why did he follow up that contextually very chill statement with that intense stare into the camera and pointed sip of his water I’m SO confused. this immediately made me think about double meanings to that statement and the main thing that occurred to me was that it was an allusion to their separate beds,, that the older you get the more you value comfort when you’re sleeping over the fun of having a “sleepover with your friend” and one possible fix for that is sleeping in a separate bed to your “””friend”””???? idk??? am v open to other interpretations tho i have no idea, and like of course maybe dan is just being inadvertently cheeky but idk that jst seemed like SUCH an intentional stare and i am going to be kept up at night wondering what it all MEANS
dank brekkerini dan’s right i want to fight him for that
phil’s grandma used to cut up apples and sprinkled sugar on them depending on the activities they were doing wow why is his whole family quite literally the sweetest
phil correcting dan by pointing out that you could always cook a gourmet meal and dan’s only available response being “well … shut up” wow fucking shots fired
dan is incensed at the wasted breakfast bar. why is dan literally obsessed w breakfast bars
12:56 another synchronized moment when they both say brayden in an obnoxious attempt at an american accent
i love that they are both immediately in agreement that the only reason to go to a bowling alley would be to play on the ddr machine fuckin nerds
martyn worked as a mascot at a bowling alley for his work experience prime lester family trivs. also cute ass mental image
their shared reflection about bowling with the bumpers up and the dumb toxic masculinity of teenage boys fuCK YES
editing mistake numero uno: they overlaid a backing track for tabitha’s bowling turn starting at 14:27 but then kept the music in for like a full THREE AND A HALF minutes omg (it plays on repeat until 17:57 lmao i was ready to click out of the video it was so annoying)
editing mistake numero dos: they do the exACT SAME THING with yet another backing track starting at 19:57 and continuing for like one min this time ugh omg (tbh its kind of fun to see such a blatant reminder that they’re just human beings who were either v jet lagged or v distracted by their fam vacay while editing this)
this video was good. i’m gonna go shower and continue to be haunted by that fucking sleepover comment and dan’s stare. good night
a few thoughts about RSD cus i was typing out a huge thing anyway LMAO
OK SO i’ve been hoping someone would mention this bc I personally have been having a WILD TIME with this particular symptom! But knowing what it is is definitely helping me figure out how to cope with it cus it is definitely a roller coaster.
My particular experience idk how frequent it is in the ADHD community but like you, I was never told about this symptom at all. [but for me a lot of adhd symptoms im actually discovering through research and not doctors visits]
BASICALLY ok rejection sensitive dysphoria is for right now as far as we know, ADHD specific, though there have been discussions in a ton of communities over how it is possible some BPD [borderline personality disorder, not bipolar] sufferers experience it as well. But until thats really delved upon, right now, it is ADHD specific. [research changes constantly and alters all we know]
However we know ADHD sufferers are all under the same umbrella when it comes to being more sensitive to rejection, teasing, criticism, or feeling like you’ve failed. So far its believed at least 90%-100% of ADHD people experience this, as after being told what it is instantly identify it within themselves.
Rejection sensitive dysphoria feels like this ok:
Lets imagine everything’s fine in your day, but you say something to someone and you’re not expecting it, but they either make you feel slighted/insulted/rejected/youre not good enough. Even if they don’t mean to! Even if they are not trying to hurt your feelings and didn’t think about it, it just comes across that way.
What this causes you to feel is an immediate overwhelming emotional response and there are 2 ways most ADHD people react to it. The common symptom overall is just an overwhelming sense of discomfort and pain. It is so intense that you feel you may not be able to live with it.
Internalized: You feel extremely distressed and like you’ve hit a low point. From now on, nothing you do ever again will ever matter. You’ve hit the end of the road in your life. Suicide and ending it all seem like a reasonable thing to do, but you know you’re not going to do that. You become noticeably depressed and low energy. Most people who have this response believe they’ve been misdiagnosed and are actually rapid-cycling bipolar, but thats because this is a very commonly missed symptom of ADHD.
Externalized: You lash out at the person causing you pain. It seems only right, as they were the one causing you this INTENSE discomfort. It really appears like you’re having an anger meltdown of sorts. Lashing out you expect to feel some relief but may soon realize you’ve overreacted, and embarrassed yourself, which unfortunately causes more pain and embarrassment.
Anyhow, what this causes I’ve learned in a lot of ADHD sufferers is it alters their behavior so much bc they want to avoid this feeling SO MUCH that they will do one of several [or all] of these with their life:
Become people pleasers. Forgetting their personal goals, they look into what others around them are really really into and chameleon those things, seeking praise and admiration. This is seen as a way to avoid the intense pain of RSD.
Stop trying. If you don’t try something new, you can’t fail at it. It’s really not worth the risk of subjecting yourself repeatedly to this dysphoria. The idea of putting yourself out there provokes such an intensely deep anxiety that it stops you dead in your tracks.
Become perfectionists. Using the sensation of RSD to overachieve, they strive to be the absolute best at what they do. They seek to be above criticism, you cannot criticize this perfection. The problem this causes, as it does seem glamorous, is that perfection is never attainable so they are constantly driven to achieve more. Overworked, stressed, never satisfied with the outcome.
Ok so there’s not a lot about coping with RSD that doesn’t deal with medication, but I’m not medicated and so I’m here to tell you what you might can do to help yourself.
First off, just knowing this thing has a name has really helped and let me step back and analyze whenever I start to feel these come on, and I know I’m not alone there. The intense pain of RSD is actually stated to as an episode, so treating these as you would a mood swing or mood episode could be a good start.
When you feel yourself being slighted over something someone has said, do not react to them right away. Give yourself a bit of space. Analyze it. Do you have the right to feel the way you’re starting to feel? You have to be honest with yourself.
If you see that no harm was intended, but feel slighted and start to feel this emotional reaction, you have to distance yourself. If internalized, maybe ask for attention but do not demand it or rely on it, maybe talk about something else and come back to this later.
If you feel like you’re about to lash out at others, definitely remove yourself from the situation until you’ve calmed down. You’ll feel a lot better about not reacting to the first thing that comes to mind later, thus saving yourself further embarrassment dysphoria.
Overall, I know its hard to be easy on yourself when the stakes are so high emotionally. But you have to try. I’m not a professional and I’m still trying to see whats beneficial to coping with this. Trying not to ignore your own emotions, but also seeing where the line should be drawn between acknowledgement and letting yourself get lost in it.
Heyo, so school is fast approaching, and seeing as Tumblr is made up of a lot of younger users who will soon be shipping off to college or university soon, I thought I would take it upon myself to help spread my knowledge of essay-writing. Essay-writing is my thing. I love it. I live for it. It’s how I make up for my shitty test marks, and still get by with an 85 average+ in University classes. I’m a historian by trade, so perhaps this information will seem a bit off from what you’re used to, but hopefully, It’ll help you out. If you have any questions, feel free to shoot me an ask.
1. Consider your question and find your thesis.
I know, I know. People always say, no! Never start with your thesis/intro paragraph! Go to the body!! Well i’m here to say forget everything you’ve been told. Forget that, forget the stupid hamburger shit they teach you, forget it all and start reading.
I ALWAYS start with my thesis. Why? Because you cannot make good paragraphs without knowing what you’re researching. You need direction, and a thesis is your map.
So, the question we’ll use shall be: What is one way in which the Union won the American Civil War?
Now remember, your thesis is your map. It shows you where to go, what to look for. The thesis is the heart and soul of all your work. You want a good, solid thesis. What does that include, you ask?
A reason for said idea
Evidence to support said reason, and thus validate the idea.
So, lets do an example. Let’s say I’m writing on the use of media during the American Civil War. I like photography, and wrote a paper on this in my second year, but im gonna be doing this example freehand(idk where I put that essay lol) so lets work with how I got an A+ on that paper. This will be my idea:
“Photography during the American Civil War influenced the war’s outcome in the Norths favour.”
This is VERY vague. This is an example of a thesis in bloom! Let’s take it further. Look at the above. What questions would you have from this thesis?
-Who was taking photos at that time?
-Why did it influence the outcome?
-How did it influence the outcome?
-Who consumed photography as a media at that time?
This is where you STOP, and start the next step.
Start your basic research with your idea, and the above questions in mind. Look at libraries, ask your professor or TA or librarian, or just do some basic google searches to get to know the subject(but for the love of god if you include a google link in your citation I will personally hunt you down and castrate you.)
I like to start with the basics of any inquiry: WHO, WHAT, WHERE, WHEN, WHY, HOW. Who was taking photos? Where were they displayed that caused influence? ect…These, in relation to your beginner thesis, will help guide you in what form your thesis will take.
Once you’ve finished that, and have a general feel for the time period, go back to your thesis.
3. THESIS 2.0
Go back to your original question: What is one way in which the Union won the American Civil War? Now look at your thesis again. It’s too vague, isn’t it?
As you can see, our original thesis was too vague to be a real thesis. So, we NARROW IT DOWN using our WWWWWH progress we focused on during early research!
“Photography during the American Civil war influenced the war’s outcome by providing a visual for ordinary citizens about the horrors of war, and thus helping to increase donations and awareness to the cause.”
Great! But once again, too vague! Questions that may arise include:
Who was taking the photos
Evidence for donations?
Evidence for social awareness?
So, we NARROW IT DOWN again. I’m going to use Andrew Gardner’s photography during the Civil war, as he was one of the most famous and influential at the time.
“Andrew Gardner’s photography during the American Civil war influenced the war’s outcome by providing a visual for ordinary citizens about the horrors of war, and thus helping to increase donations and enlistment in the Union through awareness to the cause…”
The above then gives us the following(why and how are sometimes grouped together):
Who: Andrew Gardner
What: Photography helped the north win the war.
Where: Union-aka northern states
When: American Civil War
Why/How: Because Andrew Gardner’s photography raised social awareness through this new and budding medium
Use this sort of outline to guide you in the next step!
4. Now that we have a thesis, you need to do some more research and evidence gathering.
The way I like to do this is to go check out a few books from the library(look for text books in particular), and leaf through the index for matching terms. Our matching terms would be:
Photography, civil war, Andrew Gardner, media
From there, you read over the pages, and see if any of the info relates to your subjects. Copy down quotes, page numbers, book title, author, publishing date and publisher. You need these for your bibliography. Pick and choose relevant information. The filter for relevant information relies entirely on your thesis, because it decides what you need to be looking for—this is why I hate when people tell me to start writing paragraphs before I write a thesis! It’s simply impossible and counter productive, and will cost you hours in revision.
So, gather your information from the library, and cross-reference with peer-reviewed articles and data. For our thesis, we would need data on enlistment numbers in an area after a date of Andrew Gardner’s photography exhibit showcases. No matter what type of essay you’re writing, you can always back up your evidence with data, and it won’t hurt one bit. Don’t be afraid of the numbers, kids!
So, if we were to go back to our thesis, we could now expand on it like this:
“Andrew Gardner’s photography during the American Civil war influenced the war’s outcome by providing a visual for ordinary citizens about the horrors of war, and thus helping to increase donations and enlistment in the Union through awareness to the cause. An increase in donations and enlistment in relation to exposure to Gardners work is seen in data/evidence point A, as well as in data/evidence point B, which will be fully outlined in the points below.”
This gives you an example of how to lead from a thesis, to your opening paragraph.
5. Data and Evidence Justifications–Paragraph making
This is the section where you can branch your essay into your data and evidence points you gathered in steps 2 and 4. You can have as many paragraphs as you like, just make sure your evidence and data is strong and supported. I personally like to work with my thesis copied and pasted onto the top of every page I write on. This keeps you on track, with your clear goal in mind, and will help you from straying. I will give you an example of how a paragraph might sound.
Andrew Gardner’s photography during the American Civil War became heavily influential upon the American population at the time, particularly the north, wherein which his work was showcased. The influence of Gardner’s photographic works is seen in the _____, which shows us that without the influence of Gardner’s media influence, war efforts and awareness may not have been as successful as they had been.
This is an alright opener for you to work with. The ___ is where you could put in your data point or evidence piece. The point of the paragraph is to show your support for your thesis by confirming it with evidence.
Your paragraphs should take this form:
Present, Confirm, Conclude, Lead.
You present your evidence, confirm its relation to the thesis and confirm the validity of the thesis, conclude by brief revision of evidence, and then lead into your next paragraph.
Your conclusionary paragraph should be a look-over of the above paragraphs. Restate your thesis, present a summarized version of your paragraphs(one or two sentences only), and perhaps take the time to look at your own views on the subject. An example might look like this:
“Taking a moment to step away from the above mentioned evidence, I believe it to be scholarly acceptable and even necessary to state my own views on the subject presented. In drawing conclusions, I felt that the above information was correct in that it presented a reality of the time period, in which photography was becoming a medium to be embraced by popular society. People were not only astounded by Gardner’s photographs on a social level, but also a technical level. The astonishment people held at seeing the war-torn battle fields spurred them into action, and even today can still present feelings of dread, fear and loss when looking at his photos…blah blah blah”
Why is it scholarly acceptable and perhaps necessary to state your views? Oftentimes, it is to reassure the reader of your own personal bias’, which exist whether you like them or not, to the subject at hand. Having a small tidbit on your own thoughts about your research ect, breaking away from the third-person droning of an essay can be refreshing and welcoming for a prof at the end of his stack of essay reading.
7. In summary
NARROW IT DOWN
Data and Evidence
Present, Confirm, Conclude, Lead
All in all, do unique things. Professors love it when they come across something that’s not cookie cutter! Even if they present you with a list of essay topics, take the leap and ask them if you can do your own research topic!! Take risks with your essay writing, talk to your professors about what you want to do, and try to have fun with your research. I’ve written on everything from civil war photography to Disney princesses in american media, to the religious formation of idea of heaven and earth. Remember, so long as there’s credible, documented evidence, it’s possible to write about it.
@softkent ‘s 14 Days of Love fic-a-thon, day 6: ruined surprises!
It all started because Katya decided to have mercy on Eric and let him take morning classes this semester. WGSS120 was an amazing class, Professor Atley had the coolest stories about how postwar industrialization led to compulsive female domesticity, and his seatmate wasn’t the worst thing to see at 9:30 AM every Tuesday and Thursday. He would have almost been dreamy if he had the slightest knack for small talk. As it was, Eric didn’t even have a name to go on, just intent blue eyes and an ass that even the baggiest of shorts couldn’t mask.
One day, Eric decided to drop a hospitality bomb on the guy and see if he could coax a response out of him. They were both consistently early to class, so Eric budgeted ten minutes for a brief chat before class started and turned to Cute Guy with a winning smile on his face.
“So how about that reading, huh? I thought it was fascinating how cake mix became a prestige thing- everyone in my family bakes, and I don’t think we’ve used a box mix in forty years.”
“Yeah,” the guy said, “I think it had something to do with the scientific advancements they made in food preservation for the troops. Shelf stabilization wouldn’t have been nearly as achievable in earlier years.”
Miraculously, once you got onto a clear subject, Cute Guy was actually a decent conversationalist. Eric found himself losing track of time as they dissected last night’s chapters of Marling.
“And the American National Exhibition anecdote!” he giggled. “Who can even tell the difference between Russian and American Coke?”
“I bet it’s easier with all of the Soviet Union breathing down your back. ‘Da, cola of Mother Russia is vkusno!’”
“Nice accent,” Eric told Cute Guy.
“Really? Thanks, I’ll have to tell Geno. He’s always knocking my Russian. He’s, uh, a friend of my dad’s, and we both play hockey.”
“So that’s what your weird doodles are? Hockey plays?”
“Yeah, I’m captain of the hockey team here. We’re not half bad, if I say so myself.”
“Wow,” Eric enthused, “you must be a pretty good skater, then.”
“Yeah, I guess. I could teach you sometime, if you want. I’m Jack, by the way,’ Cute Guy said.
Also....I have one more. What about assassin andrew being sent to kill neil but falls in love instead au ❤❤❤
Mostly, Andrew Minyard slits his marks’ throats. One clean slice on the side, a severed carotid artery, blood flow to the brain cut off. A quick death. Not out of mercy, but out of necessity—cutting major veins is too messy, and severing a windpipe is too slow.
So Andrew Minyard goes for the carotid arteries. Mostly.
Neil turns to the next page in the folder. Some of Minyard’s earlier victims were strangled to death. A few have been shot, though likely as a last resort—police reports mention signs of a struggle, bullets in the back of the head like they were trying to get away.
Well, “victims” is a subjective term. Implies faultlessness. Innocence. Andrew Minyard’s victims are never faultless or innocent. Before the Moriyamas hired him, Andrew Minyard operated like a vicious Robin Hood, or a Batman-for-pay, taking relatively small fees to rid real victims of their abusers.
Star Wars and toxic masculinity though, I’m sorry, but what? Are we watching the same movies? They have a pretty clear message: Anger is the path to the Dark Side. If you want to be a hero, don’t go around getting angry and being violent, you have to be nice. Kind. Understanding. That’s kind of a central message. And it runs very much counter to the whole angry, prone to violence, emotionless macho thing.
That’s shown in the characters as well, because we’ve got some really big tough no-emotion macho hero types there, let’s review:
Luke Skywalker, bleeding heart idealist, has a lot of feelings and shows all of them. Whines about wanting to see his friends. Cries when upset or in pain. Appeals to people’s conscience, does the right thing, big on calming your mind and listening to your heart. Makes friends with everyone immediately, can’t hate anyone for longer than two minutes. Does not hesitate to rush headlong into danger, but can’t necessarily save the day with fighting prowess. Cares deeply about everyone. If you could be friends with any character, I’d recommend this one.
Han Solo, resident idiot, has many feelings and tries to hide them, everyone knows anyway. Will glance broodily around so that you can tell he’s upset or conflicted. Really wants to talk to the girl he likes about her feelings, but has no idea how. Says he doesn’t care, continually runs straight into danger to save the people he cares about. Doesn’t even try to look tough in the face of torture, immediately starts screaming, would never say “it’s just a scratch”. Constantly needs help, always barely one step ahead of total disaster, definitely not your knight in shining armour.
Lando Calrissian, actual ladies’ man, charming and suave, arguably the closest we get to a fuckboy except not because he totally respects Leia. Shows polite interest, does not push or manipulate when he realises that she’s not interested, despite the fact that this happens very subtly. Does not hesitate to do the right thing, loyal to his friends, even at great personal cost. Also does not hesitate to follow Leia’s orders, and not because he thinks it’ll get him laid.
Anakin Skywalker, drama queen extraordinaire, has far too many feelings and most of them make him cry. May seem a little whiny. Always wants to talk about his feelings, readily shares them with anyone who’ll stand still for long enough. Loves very deeply and is not afraid to show it. Gets very angry, but this is shown to be a Bad Thing. Gets too attached to the point of obsession, which is also shown to be a Bad Thing.
Obi-Wan Kenobi, drama queen support group, is a lot better at keeping his feelings under control but still has them. Will absolutely cry at emotional moments (possibly because he is tired). Understands everyone, even if he kind of wishes he didn’t. His need to be rescued by Anakin is a running joke, but not in a way that demeans him as a man, or a person. Makes snarky quips to reassure himself. Knew all along that This Is A Terrible Idea. Definitely the Mom Friend.
Palpatine, the big bad, an evil nightmare of a man. Literally uses his anger and hatred as a power source. Enjoys torture and violence, wants to corrupt the hero with hatred and anger. Likes to pretend he knows everything, needs no help, thinks love and friendship are weakness. Has no friends. Employs no women (in the movies). Shows no emotion except smug superiority, anger, and, briefly, panic. Ultimately defeated by the power of love and forgiveness, which serves him right.
Star Wars very explicitly portrays excessive anger and violence as BAD, and caring and understanding as GOOD. The guys are allowed to cry, they all need rescuing at various points and they aren’t “less” for it. They work together with women, as partners and equals. When Anakin finds out that Padmé is pregnant, he doesn’t roll his eyes or get cold feet, he’s delighted. He’s excited to be a father and start a family. The only disparaging comment I can think of that any guy makes about women in the movies is Han’s “If we can avoid any more female advice” which is followed by Leia telling him to shut up and do what he’s told, and Han grumbling and doing what he’s told. So that plays more like Han trying desperately to find some way of getting back at Leia because he does not like being told what to do, and immediately losing another round.
We see Han trying to get Leia to admit how she feels about him, while Leia is more concerned about getting him to join the cause. We see Padmé trying to be practical and focus on the mission while Anakin can’t shut up about his feelings. We see Luke saving the day not by being the ultimate badass macho fighter man, but by appealing to his father’s conscience, his love, the good in Anakin Skywalker. We see plenty of instances of men asking for help and accepting help, showing emotion without being judged or fear of being judged, wanting love and family, etc. We also see romantic rivalry between Han and Luke, and Han and Lando, that does not turn into any kind of “fight” for Leia’s affections, because it’s Leia’s choice and they all know and respect that. In fact, the three guys are friends and stay that way.
All of that is the opposite of toxic masculinity, as far as I can tell.
If anything, the prequel trilogy is a cautionary tale about the importance of
keeping your emotions, especially your anger, in check, and the original trilogy is basically how to do it right. Darth
Vader is not portrayed as some kind of masculine ideal to strive for, he’s the bad guy.
Luke, with his emotional openness and explicit refusal to give in to anger and hatred and violence, is the good guy. Luke is a character you can show to a little kid and say “this is a hero”.
I guess if you twist it enough you can see sexism and toxic masculinity in everything, and I’m not saying these movies are perfect. They have plenty of problems. But when it comes to portrayals of male heroism (and villainy), I think they’re actually pretty damn good.
thaNK YOU !!! notes: some of these are a little more Hot than usual so read the warnings !!! also these all mention drinking in some capacity
you’re at a party and you’re bored out of your mind so you go toward the bathroom to take a break from the shitty music
and you see this guy???? dressed in all black laying in the bathtub reading a book
and you’re like “um-” and he looks up and he’s like “ill close the curtain if you need to p-”
and you’re like “im fine, but uh - is that comfortable?”
and he grins and is like “not really, but my friends need someone to be the designated driver when this is over and every other surface in the house is covered in people,,,,,,,doing things,,,,,so i just take cover here.”
and you’re like oh wow,,,,,and you see that he’s reading a book on like the human psyche and Renaissance art something really wild like that
and you’re like “read me a passage from that.” and his eyes go wide and he’s like ????? are you interested in art and psychology? and you’re like um,,,,,,,,,,,i just rather listen to writing than whatever crap they’re playing out there
he laughs at that and he’s like “sure let me read you this cool line about sculpture-”
and you sit on the edge of the tub listening to this strangers deep, handsome voice read out to you
and when he’s done with the passage he asks you what you think about it and you’re like “hmm,,,” and you guys spend a good two hours like that
you even move off the ledge of the tub into the tub and your sitting with your legs over the long legs of the guy and talking about what the meaning of life really means
and only when you hear someone yell out “namjooN,,,,,yOONGI is TRYING to DRIVE but he’s DRUNK”
does the guy say he have to get up and when he does you realize holy heck he’s TALL
and now you’re both standing in the tub and you hear it again, the person outside yelling for namjoon
and namjoon is like “this ,,,,,,was fun”
and you can see his ears going a bit red as he scratches at his neck and he’s like “here-”
he hands you the book and he’s like “it’s a thanks for hanging out with me.” and you’re like “oh,,,,,i only have this to give you-”
and you lean up, pressing your lips to his cheek
and namjoon’s blushing ears turn to his blushing whole face
but he tilts his head a bit and kisses you on the lips and you guys are about to make out in this tub
but the door flies open and taehyung is holding yoongi whose got the keys to the car swinging around his finger and taehyung is like hYUNG kiss them later pleASE HELP me
it’s 3 am and the train is empty except for you and this other dude and you’re both obviously,,,,,,,coming from the club because he’s got his beanie pulled over his eyes and you’re trying to get your bag closed but the zipper is blurry in your eyes
but then the train stops in the middle of the train and you groan because what kind of jam could happen at 3 in the damn morning
and the guy pulls up his beanie to reveal a handsome, but equally pissed off about the train face
and after 20 minutes of the train not moving you’re like,,,,outloud,,,, “what the HELL are we gonna be down here all night”
and the guy just scoffs and is like “i know right”
and you’re just like “this,,,,,,,,,,,subway is so dumb,,,,,,” and he’s like “super dumb,,,,,like whose operating this thing? a ghost? who can’t drive?”
and you let out a loud laugh and you’re like thaTS whaT IM SAYING
and he’s like “i could probably,,,,,,drive this train better”
and you’re like “you should go try” and he’s like “I WOUL,,,,d if i wasn’t,,,,,,,,,,,,tipsy,,,,,,”
and you’re like same same same
and then it’s silent until you’re like “what should we do while we wait”
and the guys like “idk,,,,,,what do you usually do to pass the time.”
and you think about it and you’re like “um,,,,,,,,i dance,,,,,,,,,,,,,,or kiss someone,,,,,,,,sometimes at the same time,,,,,,,,,i did that today,,,,,,,like a couple hours ago”
and the guy raises an eyebrow and he’s like “you sound like my friend taehyung” and you’re like “is taehyung cool” and the guy shrugs but he’s like “you can dance here,,,,,,,,,,,,,if you want”
and you decide, just for the giggles, that you will so you put your phone on the loudest volume and put on some song and start to dance the best you can with your depleated energy and blurry vision
and the guy kind of watches with a half-grin
until you move over and try to get him up and he’s like groaning that he doesn’t want to and you’re like c’mon there’s nothing else to do plus no one sees us
and at first he’s completely unmovable
until finally you get him up and he kind of tetters forward onto you and you’re like “oooooo i got you don’t worry”
and your faces are much closer now and you realize he really is,,,handsome and you’re like whats your name and he’s like ‘yoongi’ and you’re like,,,,,,,that’s such a handsome name just like your face
and he’s like you’re right
and you’re both standing there and he’s like “you said that you dance,,,,but also that you kiss people?” and you’re like um,,,yes and he’s like “well i don’t dance so-”
and you get what he’s implying and you’re like oh ill gladly kiss you but as soon as you lean up the train jerks
and you and yoongi tumble back toward the seats and he’s like woAH and you’re like laughing but it’s cute you guys,,,,,get comfortable sitting next to each other and yoongi is kinda too awkward to ask you to kiss him again
but you do kiss him, right before you get off at your stop
Jin +Hoseok [slight nsfw]
they’re office buddies with completely different personalities but damn do they love to drink together
especially when the boss is gone for the day and they have to stay overtime hoseok just pulls a bottle of whatever out of his bag and is like hyuNG let’s crunch numbers while doing back shots
and it has ended up in both of them passing out at their desks with hoseok’s tie wrapped around his head and seokjin’s collared shirt half un-buttoned
and you’re the person who shares the cubicle between their’s and,,,,,you basically take care of them before anything gets out of hand
and hoseok is always teasing you and messing up your hair and calling you cute while soekjin is always lecturing you on manners and asking you to taste test what he’s brought from home
and it’s ,,,,,, tiring but at least they’re not creepy and if anyone is creepy toward you they’re both like “square up. right now. we’re basically their bodyguards stay back.” jin even once got a stapler and was like @ the creep “im not afraid to use this in ways you thought unimaginable”
one night when it’s the three of you hoseok is like “i just had three shots and an amazing idea: truth or dare”
and jin is like “you know,,,usually i’d tell you that’s for highschoolers but i hate everything right now so let’s do it.”
and of course you can’t play truth or dare with two people so guess who gets roped in: it’s you
and you’re like fine whatever and hoseok is like truth or dARE and you’re like “Dare” because you aren’t about to spill any secrets about yourself
and hoseok is like “,,,,if i was,,,,,,,not thinking about another shot i would say do something silly but i dare you to kiss the one you think is more hotter: me or seokjin”
and if you choose hoseok you like roll your eyes but says “sorry seokjin” and lean over to kiss hoseok
who is SURPRISED and seokjin is so offended he excuses himself to go look in the mirror for a while and you’re sitting there like “ok truth or d-”
but hoseok is like “do that again” and you’re like what and he’s like “please, do that again.”
and you’re like,,,,,ok and you crawl over to him and bring your lips to his and he suddenly has his arms around your waist and pulling you toward and ontop of him
and he falls back against the carpeted floor of the office and you’re just like ,,,,,not just kissing now like you can feel hoseok’s tongue and his hand is slipping from your waist downward
and you’re like “wait - seokjin might come ba-” and hoseok is like “he won’t. he’s gonna have a date with the bathroom mirror so do you want to stay on the floor or should i get you on my desk-”
if you choose seokjin you get kind of embarrassed because you’re like “i,,i can’t kiss seokjin,,,,,” and seokjin sticks his tongue out at hoseok because hA they thin im more handsome and hoseok makes a face but is like “kiss him, i dared you.” and seokjin grins at you and is like “i don’t mind!”
and you’re looking at him,,,,,with his button down and his neat tie and his slicked back hair and you’re like “,,,,,i,,,,,,,,,,”
and hoseok is like “FINE ill leave and give you two some privacy” and you’re like “hos-” but it’s too late he’s gone and seokjin is looking at you suddenly with a Much Different Expression
and he carefully undoes his tie and is like “it was too tight, now come here” and you’re like uh ,,, um,,,,,,,wha,,,,,,,,
but seokjin is taking your wrist and you’re like oh- and when his lips press softly against yours,,,,it’s like heaven and you might as well just leave this planet right in this moment
but then you’re also like,,,,,you let your hands come up and undo his button down and seokjin is like smirking and he’s like “you really want to go that far already?”
and you stammer a bit but seokjin is full on smirking now and he’s like “c’mon, get up and let’s go.” and you pass by hoseok whose coming back from the bathroom and seokjin is like “we’re gonna be using the breakroom for a while, it’s going to get loud so just go home hoseok ok?”
and hoseok is like hYUNG WHAT GET IT
gets easily emotional over small things,,,,,but it’s what makes him charming
and he’s having like an extra hard week because work is slowly stressing him to insanity and ,,,,,, he just needs an hour to himself so he decides to go get his favorite snack at the mall
but the minute he turns around with his ddeokbokki in hand some asshole goes rushing past him and it falls from his arms and splatters all over the floor
and he tries to get down to clean it up,,,,,,,but he just stares at it,,,,,,the mess of sauce and the cakes and he’s just,,,,,, he turns back to look at you, who works the stall and ,,,,,, oh my god he’s crying
and you rush out and take off your apron and try to clean up the mess while also asking jimin what’s wrong (you know him because he’s a local at your stall) and he’s just quivering and you’re like ok ok ok come with me
and you lead him inside and put up a “on break” sign and you’re like “jimin what’s going on??”
and he’s just,,,sobbing now and you’re like omg and you don’t know what to do so you just open your arms to offer a hug
but you don’t expect jimin to throw his whole body toward you and you’re like o H
and he’s like “eVERYTHING is going WR O N G,,,,,,,,” and you’re like im sorry,,,,,do you wanna talk about it????
and he does. he really does. he talks for a longtime but you don’t mind because jimin is always so sweet and you don’t want someone so nice to keep all of this bottled up
and when he’s done, after all the tissues you used to wipe his tears to the point where you ran out and had to use your own sleeve, he hiccups and is like im sorry,,,,,,for telling you all that
but you’re like no omg it’s fine. all of us go through big messes in our life
and jimin sniffles, looking up at you and you’re like “hey let me make you some more ddeokbokki. just sit here for minute”
and when you return you give jimin the snack and he eats some
and he’s like “i love it so much.”
and you’re like “thank you!!!!”
and then you hear him go: “i love you too” and you’re like pause. what
and jimin’s eyes widen and he’s like oh no,,,,,why did i say,,,,,,,,that,,,,,,,,,,,,,now is not the time to confess to them ehrgljbgfsawdg
but you just grin and reach out to thumb away some sauce from his lip and you’re like
wants to makeout with everyone, at the same time preferably
comes to the party wearing lipstick and glitter highlighter and a jean jacket that has half the back missing and he’s not interested in what gender or what color or what kind of physical body you have ,,,,,,if you make him laugh,,,,,,,,,,,,,like he’s gonna want to kiss you (with your permission of course) (and the permission of whoever else you 2 want to include in this group kiss)
very handsy and affectionate and tells everyone about how he once backpacked through europe and met the descendant of a prince of some province and then,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,,made out with him,,,,,,,,,and how he met a girl who breeds snakes and how he well,,,,,,,made out with her,,,,,,,,,
“i got this tattoo on my ankle at a frat party at a college i didn’t even go to because the college was in germany”
you meet him as you’re getting a drink and you accidentally turn around too fast and it spills on him and you’re like shit im so sorry but taehyung just laughs it off and takes his shirt off and you’re like oh
and he’s like “there problem fixed” and he’s,,,,,,really lean and his pretty tan skin has some tattoos and some bruises,,,,what you presume are actually love bruises and bite-marks more than anything
and taehyung sees you looking and he laughs and is like “like what you see?” and you’re like uM,,,,,,and he’s like “who are you here with?”
and you point over to your best friend jimin who invited you along and taehyung is like “care to introduce me?”
and that’s how you end up sitting between jimin and taehyung and taehyung is so hilarious and jimin is usually shyer,,,,,but with taehyung’s open personality all three of you are laughing
and wow taehyung smudges his highlighter and the liner around his eyes and his whole cheek is full of glitter and it’s really cute and you’re like “can i kiss the glitter off your skin?” and he’s like hehe sure
and you do and then you kiss him and there is lipstick on you now and you turn around and jimin is like “,,,,,,,,you have some- come here” and kisses you
and it’s great ,,,,,,,,,, two cute boys
and you three ditch the party and jimin is like “i live down the block!!” and you know fun stuff happens however you would like to Assume it Happens
but in the morning you and taehyung say goodbye to jimin and as you’re walking out of the apartment,,,,messy hair and instead of your jacket you have taehyung’s thrown over your shoulders
you’re like “well -” and taehyung is like “wanna go get some breakfast with me? we can count it as our first date ;)” and you’re kind of taken back because oh,,,,,date,,,,,
and taehyung laughs at your surprise and he’s like “i know i don’t seem like the type to do dates, but i do. especially when i like a person as much as i have started liking you.”
you’ve known jungkook since you were kids but you never expected to find him sleeping on your balcony,,,,,,especially when you didn’t let him into your apartment
but that is Exactly how you find him and you’re like,,,,,what the hell i live on 4th floor how did he get up here
but when you bend down to wake him up you see that he’s got a swollen lip and some marks on the side of his face and you’re like WHAT DID THIS BOY DO
and you gently shake him, instead of yelling at him as you first planned to and you’re like “jungkook - hey - bro - bruh - dude - wake up”
and he lets out like a tiny moan of pain as he tries to roll over and his face touches the floor and when you finally get him to sit up he’s like “where am i?”
and you’re like “on my balcony”
and he’s like what the hell did you carry me up here??? and you’re like you know that’s impossible you fool you probably climbed the tree over there and then jumped or something you like doing that you’re like a spidermonkey
and jungkook laughs at that but winces in pain and you’re like “come inside let me look at your beat up face”
and he’s sitting at your kitchen table with dried blood on his face and hands and clothes that you’re pretty sure you saw him in yesterday
and you’re like getting what you can out of your medicine cabinet and you’re like “care to explain?”
and he’s like “some,,,,,,dude was trying to rob this old lady and the hyungs told me not to chase him but i did,,,,,,,,,and then his friends were waiting around the corner from your building,,,,”
you kind of sqaut down infront of him and bring the antiseptic up to his cuts and he’s like taking in a breath and you’re like “sorry, sorry”
and he’s like “they got a hold of me for a bit but then i ran away and i probably just thought this would be a good place to hide out,,,,”
you put a bandage over the cuts and try to apply something to the swollen lip of his
and you look at him,,,,,,the boy you usually see with the pure big eyes and sweet childish face,,,,,now looking rugged and you don’t want to admit it but he looks,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,kind of hot
and you’re like “jungkook you’re not a superhero you can’t just go off and get beat because someone robbed someone” and he shrugs it off like he does with everything
and when you go over again to give him an icepack you found jungkook kind of falters and his eyes drop and you’re like “what’s wrong?”
and he just murmurs under his breath that you’re just ,,,,, really close
and you hadn’t noticed it but you had been leaning yourself against his thighs,,,,,basically inbetween his legs
and you can see the blush rise up in jungkook’s face,,,,,,,and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh my god,,,,,,,,,,
but after all he is an adult and you’re like dkgbvjsldld but also ,,,,,, it’s kind of,,,,,,,flattering
and you like can’t kiss his face but you decide to tease and you’re like “i know what will heal all of this up a healing kiss -” and you like take his palm and kiss it and jungkook really is blushing now. you can see the steam coming out of his damn ears
and you’re like “but also just knock on my door next time,,,,,,,don’t sleep out on the balcony jungkook WHO DOES THAT”
Warnings: super long, longer than intended, fluff, maybe kind of spoiler about the season finale but I guess you have all seen it. I SWEAR I DIDN’T INTEND ON WRITE SUCH A LONG IMAGINE BUT I’M PROUD!
A/N: this is seriously as good as it could be. It is currently very late at night and while I was trying to sleep I couldn’t cause someone is having a wedding on the next street and there are fireworks, which I’m scared of so heeey I got a distraction…..I swear this is 100% your average big greek fat wedding going on in that house. IT’S BEEN ALMOST 6 HOURS NOW!!! Sorry I rumble about this… Anyway enjoy my late night creation ♥
PS. Let’s pretend that Fred was either not shot or survived the shot…
@tayrae515 asked: Ok so don’t hate me but I had another idea! Could you do one where you are once again Archie’s younger sister and you and Jughead are really close friends so when he became a serpent you were around them a lot and became friends of the serpents and because they take care of there own the offer you a jacket to and Archie and Betty and the gang find out and get upset, they feel like they already lost Juggie and don’t want to lose another friend but you join and idk fluff? Jughead x reader. 💕💕💕
Even with all that crazy stuff following you ever since the death of Jason Blossom, you thought that for once you could have a quiet day. And you did, but not for long. You woke up that morning with your brother, Archie, and his best friend ,and roomate, Jughead jumping on top of you. They were laughing while trying to wake you up to have break fast and go to school with them. As soon as you realised what was going on the two dorks started tickling you and the extreme laughter combined with the extreme ab exersise you were getting by it didn’t really let you talk. “Stop! Stop you are killing me,” you yelled. “DAD! SAVE ME!” You called at him after seeing him standing by the door, admiring the joyfull moment before him. “Hey, boys, enough,” he tried stoping him but the didn’t stop. “Well, you know what they say, Y/N. ‘If you can’t stop them, join them’ .“ “NO!” You screamed as your dad joined the two boys tickling you; more like stabbing you, with their fingers.
“I hate you all,” you said at the two boys sitting in front of you eating breakfast trying to suppress their chuckles. “She’s right, you know,” your father butted in jokingly. “Oh, you don’t talk,” you grumped and went on with your breakfast as the man let out a breathy laugh.
The day seemed to be rather calm. You know, stupid classes, small breaks, lunch with your brother and his friends; in which Jughead would not stop tickling you. You really had no idea why they were like that today but you liked it. As much as you hated to admit you liked it. But, your quiet day came to an end as soon as you walked inside your house with your brother and your close friend short behind you.
As you stepped a foot inside you spotted a woman around the age of your father talking to him. “Hey, guys. This is Ms. Weiss from Social Services. She’s, uh, she’s Jughead’s case worker.” Your father declared as soon as he saw you three. You all seemed shocked and you were. While the boys walked towards the small kitchen you followed close behind. “Jughead, I know how terrible and emotional the last few days have been for you. Your father’s facing serious jail time. Your mom’s over-extended and out of state. We just want to make sure that you’re taken care of.” The woman admitted and Archie butted in , “Well, he can keep staying with us, right, Dad?” Your father simply sent him a sad smile telling him that he already offered. At that moment you knew what was coming. You took Jughead’s arm in your hands and held it firmly, while you later proceeded on hugging it close you your body and interwine your fingers together. He turned his gaze on you for a second smile at the sight of you like this. No, you were not together, not that it would bother you. But Jughead was the person you truly fitten in with. He was quiet and so were you. You were the two members of the little group of friends that would never talk, and when you were it would mostly be between you two and you would be just making sarcastic remarks. “Great, so what’s the problem?” You asked even though you knew the answer. “It was a DUI. After your mom left. Look, we can talk about this later but between that and my cash flow problem, it knocks me out.” Your father explained as Jughead gave your hand a reasuring squeeze. “There is a family on the Southside that’s offered to foster you. They’re good people, they’ve worked with us before.” The woman added while looking at him. “That doesn’t sound completely horrible.” Jughead reasoned, saying that mostly for you to hear. “It does mean you’ll be in a different school district, Jughead, and you’ll have to transfer schools.” That’s when you lost it. The only person you were comfortable around in school was going to tranfer to the southside. Great, wasn’t that just great?
After leaving them and dashing into your room you were completely unaware of anything else that was said. All you could do was stay in your room and try to calm down a bit. There was a soft knock on the door and without having anytime time to answer the sudden visitor opened the door. “Are you ok?” A person you recognised as Jughead asked. You slowly rearrenge your posistion so you could look at him. “Do I look ok?” you replied with tear stained eyes. “Oh, little one, come here. I’m not gonna be that far away,” he said hugging you close to his body. “I’ll tell you what. I will be staying at my dad’s house, ok? And you will be coming over as frequently as you would like, ok? We could even have sleepovers!” He cheered trying to explain to you that it was not the end of the world. “Yeah, ok. But you will not be there with me at school. How will I do that?” you asked, probably acting like a baby but you didn’t care. “Well, uhm, I could give you my beanie but we both now I won’t,” he said jokingly and making you smlie, “but I will give you one of my flannels. You can wear it on school and it’ll be as if I’m there, yeah?” He said giving you a peck on the forehead. “Good. Want me to sleep here tonight?” he asked and you simply nodded as he started getting comfortable in the bed and pulling you towards his body, embrassing yoy and allowing the heat to warm your small body up in this cold night. “The door stays open,” your father called passing by, always destroying the moment.
It had already been a couple of days ever since Jughead moved to the southside and you spent most of your time there.You would finish school and then you would instantly run to FP’s trailer to meet Jug and today was not going to be any different. The thing was that before that Jughead would come over so you all would go to the Jubilee together and as much as he hated it he did it for you. He walked inside and was stunned after he saw you. You were standing by the kitchen island with your brother and mother. A stunning off-the-shoulder tight-fitted black dress, falling down to your knees. You looked absolutely stunning and Jughead could not hide it. “Oh, Jug’s here,” your mother called and you saw the boy looking at you all. “Jug!” You called and walked up to hug him. “Hey little one,” he said hugging back and giving you a forehead kiss. “Are they a thing?” Your mother asked Archie silently that replied with a disappointed no. “I think we should head off,” your dad said and grabbed his car keys as you all walked to the truck.
After the boring dance was over… Well, it was not so boring. I mean you had Betty’s speach and your brother sing with his current love intrest, and your mum being annoying and a lot more things, but let’s stick to boring. So, after the boring dance was over you and Jughead were going to walk to his father’s trailer, watch a movie and you would then sleep here. And that’s exactly what happened, with a little twist. You made it to your destination and walked inside. Jughead offered you a shirt of his he knew would be huge on you and a pair of his boxers as shorts, knowing that his sweatpants would be enormous on you. You were after all tiny in front of him, but he found that cute. Not that you knew. After putting that on you found Jughead sitting on the couch turning on the TV to find a good movie, and knowing him it would probably be some great old one or a scary movie since he was always amused when you got scared. But his actions were stopped when there was a knock on the door. He walked outside but you didn’t know what happened until you got out as well to see what took him so long and he was wearing his father’s Serpent jacket. When he saw you he seemed scared of your reaction but you took it surprisingly well. You even said that he looked like a very dark version of Clark Kent with the hair and all, or like a younger and more adorable version of Damon Salvatore. After that you continued doing what was on your original plans.
Your brother and his friends were devastated when they saw Jughead walk inside Pop’s wearing his Serpent jacket. Betty was shocked to say the least, while your brother seemed angry, Veronica didn’t think much of it and neither did Kevin so they just kept on making jokes and comments like the ones you did when he was given the jacket. The downside of this was that you were going to have your brother talk about this for a long long time, but you would indeed avoid it as much as possible.
It had been about a week since Jughead became in charge of the southside Surpents, since his father was the ‘leader’ before. But he did have help both from you and a man’s that was second-in-command that took his dad’s place until Jughead came to the southside. Due to that and because you and him seemed to become even closer with everything that happened you spent a lot of time together in the southside, either just walking around and talking, or staying at his house, or some times spending a lot of time in the Whyte Wyrm. Everyone was surprised and you constantly had your brother or father trying to keep you from going there with Jug, but you didn’t seemed to care. The thing is the Serpents accept you as their own, they got your back not matter what. Like that time this girl from your school started calling you names and some of them happened to be around they did everything to protect you from her and make sure you didn’t actually believe everything she said. They even had one of their own stick around you just to make sure you were ok but your brother didn’t know.
One day you all were going to hang out over at Jug’s so you, your brother and the girls were driving there in Archie’s truck. Just as you stepped outside a bunch of Serpents appeared in front of you. Betty got scared, thinking they would attack you or something, since they were told you to stop walking, and she hurried to get Jughead. He walked towards you watching as the second-in-command came over to you and hugged you. “Look,” he began, “we see your friends here are like family to you, you are one of them. But you are family to us and you are one of us. And you know how we take of our own. So we wanted you to know that we will keep on taking care of you, kid. It’s always good when you stick around and, well, we thought you deserve to have this. You deserve to have this cause, as I said you are one of us.” He finished. It was so sweet how much these people cared for you. I mean you grew up with the idea that they are vicious and bad. But they’re not. They are nice people; different people that are under the influence of the stereotypes. You smiled at the man and reached for the jacked but Archie stopped you. “Y/N, no. Don’t you dare. You are not a surpent. You are one of us.” He said. “He’s right, Y/N. You don’t belong with them but with us.” Veronica butted in, agreeing with the stupidity of my brother. “We already lost Jughead to the serpents,little one, we can’t lose you as well,” said Betty adding to the anger that began to boil inside of you. “You are joking right? You don’t mean this stupid things you said.” You mumble. “No, Y/N we’re not,” replied Archie. You looked down for a second contemplaiting what was going on exactly, and then you did what your friends and brother didn’t want you to. You grabbed the jacket from the surpent and wrapped it around your body. After a long time you felt like home. You felt that you truly belonged somewhere. The serpents start cheering on your decision the one that gave you the jacket even hugged you once again. Jughead stared in aw as the two girls with Archie walked inside.
The serpents left and both you and Jughead walked inside meeting a furious Archie, a disappointed Betty and an annoyed Veronica. “What’s wrong with you guys?” You asked trying to understand why they all were like that. “What’s wrong? You ask what’s wrong? Y/N, you are no serpent. You are my sister. They are no good for you.” Archie said pacing up and down the small space. “Arch are you joking? They are amazing people. At least most of them. They treat me like family, they take care of me. They have on of their own to keep an eye on me and make sure I’m safe with all that shit you guys get yourselfs into and drag me into as well.” You fired back at him. “Wow, Y/N, wow.” Betty said looking at you with a very disappointed, almost discussted look. Tears pricked your eyes as this kept going on for a while. “Just don’t come home until you find a way to explain this to dad,” he said in an angry matter. “That’s it. Get out. All of you get out. And don’t come talk to me or her until you stop being irrational.” Jughead yelled, seeing how these words hurt you. You started sobbing in an instand as Archie said that and Jughead pulled you into his arms. Archie tried to apologise but Jug didn’t let him. “I said leave. Now.” He chanted once more since your brother wouldn’t leave. Eventually he did and Jughead picked you up and walked to the couch.
The whole night you spent on that couch. He would say things to calm you down but your tears would not stop. He wouldn’t give up though. He would hold you in his arms stroking your hair and back in attemts to relax you. “It’s ok Y/N. It’s gonna be alright. You can stay here for as long as needed. You know the serpents love you. I love you,” he said. You stopped crying after he said that and you just stared at his face. “Yo-you love me?” You asked surprised. Jug didn’t reply so you took matters in your own hands and you kissed him. You kissed him with so much love you had never shown to anyone. “I love you too,” you uttered before the boy took you in his arms bridal style and run to the bedroom playfully as you laughed. He seemed so happy you said that, so he threw you on the bed and run to the window and opened it. “My little serpent loves me back,” he screamed repeatingly so every one would know.
all facts you see here have been seen or said in his videos. they all come from many different videos, so please don’t ask me for the source, because i won’t remember. Also, some of these may be incorrect, dont kill me. i might update this post once in a while when i learn new things, but ah.
Is only just below 5′10, making him shorter by Mark (5′9 and a half maybe?)
Despite being Irish, he hates getting drunk, but will drink cans or cups of beer sometimes during videos, usually the long one hour ones.
A while back, around the time when Jack was with his korean girlfriend, he wanted to move to Korea and be an English teacher for children.
He can still speak Korean.
Jack has a scar above his left eye where the football hit him (aka the septic eye), you can see it in his eyebrow.
Has a degree in hotel management, but studied sound design as well.
Around the age of 16-17, he went through the punk phase, meaning he got his ears pierced, listened to punk music, wore black, went to mosh pits, and even had his own band for a while.
Jack actually meant to get gauges a size smaller than 8mm, but the people at the piercing place told him no one was in that specialised in those piercing sizes and asked him if he wanted to a size higher (8mm) so he said “fuck it” and got them. The reason he still has the holes is because if you go 8mm and over, the holes won’t reseal.
Since Jack had to learn hotel management, he had to learn how to clean hotel rooms, in the correct order. (theres an order of what you have to clean first, apparently.)
Lost his virginity at the age of 16.
Has VERY dirty humor, but when getting on to the topic of sex in video games he gets very embarrassed.
Hasn’t smoked weed.
Jack was actually meant to get on Mark’s roof to do that “TOP OF THE MORNING TO YA LADDIES” in that one RYC of Mark’s, but Mark forgot about it so it never happened.
Played Bugsy Malone when he was younger. (just imagine bby jack trying to imitate a new yorker accent…)
Likes Simon Stalenhag’s artwork. (i agree, it’s really, really aesthetically pleasing.)
Doesn’t draw, but he owns a small drawing tablet from his Drawing Your Tweets series.
Despite having a fear of heights, as a child, Jack would climb up trees for HOURS, as in, he would climb up trees and then climb back down and repeat the whole process.
Does not like the idea of blood being taken out of his body, it creeps him out.
Might be allergic to cats. He says this because every time he touches a cat he starts sneezing a lot.
Is the youngest of five.
Seems to really like robots, he has said he really likes The Iron Giant or Wall-E, and gets really happy when he plays video games based on robots.
Really likes voice acting.
Had rlly chubby cheeks as a baby
If you look closely you can see that Jack’s mustache has a red tinge unlike his beard.
Use to work out A LOT but stopped not long before he started youtube, little leprachaun had GAINS
Wishes he could be good at acting.
When Jack dressed up all nice n fancy for the SXSW gaming awards, he mentioned he actually has another suit he would have used, but went with the blue one instead. The other one was grey.
Buys a lot of childrens toys because he generally likes them and wants to own them. Usually most of the time he’ll see a toy in a window and be like “I want that.”
In 2014, Jack actually had a roommate named Killian, Killian was in a few videos, including this , this , and this. Killian eventually moved out.
Jack was given an opportunity to be apart of Youtube Rewind of 2015, but turned it down since he had things to do and didn’t have time to fly out to America.
Would like his own dog to have in the apartment.
Jack actually doesn’t have much of an Irish accent, it’s actually very, very subtle compared to other Irish accents. Like Ross, for example.
Jack is actually able to get his voice incredibly deep considering his natural voice, a lot of professional voice actors aren’t able to achieve that.
Wishes he can start working out again so he starts getting healthy again.
Jack is actually, believe it or not, not a whale biologist. I’m only putting this here because i fuckING THOUGHT HE WAS FOR A WHOLE YEAR.
Takes his coffee black with two sugars.
Jack’s actual reason why he doesn’t sleep other than thats it’s only for the weak, is that he really doesn’t see the point, he thinks that the time for sleeping could be used for better things. I also remember him mentioning once that since he’s in the same timezone as felix, some times he would skype felix and just talk to him. Idk whether he still does that.
Has a silver tooth, whether it’s a filling or he was born w/ it, it’s there.
Had very dark pink hair around the same time when he started his punk phase, theres no photos of it unfortunately.
Jack doesn’t have his drivers license, he regrets not getting it when he had the chance because the rules in Ireland have become a lot more harder.
Since Jack doesn’t wear gauges anymore, instead he puts shit like clothes hangers, keychains, hand sanitizer clips, and even MORE stuff in the holes.
Doesn’t have proper functional sweat glands. I always wondered why he didn’t seem so sweaty in vive videos or on panels. Instead he gets a rash.
In a video, Ian (Idubbz) asked Jack for some pubes.. and well, Jack did.
Was a fan of k-pop once, but that was a while back.
Hasn’t gotten sick in years.
HATED studying in music theory when he was in college
When he used to live in the cabin, by his house, there lived a little shetland pony that was in a video once.
Favorite birthday was his 7th, he even knew the presents he got were hand-me downs but recalls it to still be the best time.
Sometimes, Jack gets these awkward moments where if he walks through a doorway and it feels odd he’ll have to step through it again for it to be equal, same with when he balls one fist he has to ball the other.
Used to cut his own hair.
There is a vine of him which he filmed in college.
Here is a video of Jack voice-acting a detective saying a ton of puns for one of Robin’s animations
Has an awful gag reflex. Once stuck his thumb in his mouth and gagged.
You both just needed some money. And phone sex was a pretty
easy way to get it. It could pay about $600 in one week.
You quickly discovered that this was a bad idea.
Yoongi was lounging on the bed after logging in. You were
both watching a movie on TV. Well, not really watching it. It was just to pass
the time while you both waited for calls. You didn’t know how you were going
to handle his next call.
See, Yoongi was disgustingly good at phone sex.
And that’s why this was a bad idea.
Your undying attraction to the man plus this godforsaken
job. It did not equal a fun time to you. Often, you’d leave with soaked panties
and have to get off by yourself in your bed.
When Yoongi’s phone went off you nearly jumped out of your
skin. He hit the mute button on the TV and picked it up.
His first words already started a fire in your body. It wasn’t
even anything dirty it was simply his voice. His voice was so deep, a rumble
you could feel in your core. You could get wet just from hearing him talk. It
was the true effect he had on you.
“It’s so good to hear
from you again.” He said, crossing his free arm over his chest. “What’s that baby?”
He went quiet for a beat, listening to her talk. He smirked,
biting his lip. Was he holding in a laugh?
yourself? What a naughty girl. Did I say you were allowed to touch yourself?”
He chuckled. “No, I don’t think I did.”
You could hear her voice mumbling over the phone but couldn’t
make out what she was saying.
“You can keep going
sweetheart. I won’t punish you this time. But next time I will.” He reached
up, running a hand through his hair. He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I’m touching myself right now. You’re so sexy when you’re worked
up. You sound like you’re close already.”
You felt your panties get stickier. It was so sexy to hear
him talk like that. Until he got this job, you never thought he’d have such a
filthy mouth. You squeezed your thighs together, an action caught by Yoongi. He
met your eyes and smirked.
“Yeah, put your
fingers in your little cunt baby. Tell me how it feels.”
His hand was suddenly on your bare thigh, stroking the skin
there. Your breath hitched in your throat. His hand gripped your thigh tight,
forcing you to open your leg for him. Then, he cupped your heat through your
“Uh-huh baby, let me
hear you make those noises. So sexy…” He whispered, his voice dropping even
lower. “Tell me how you feel sweetheart.”
You whimpered softly as Yoongi’s fingers worked your clit
through the fabric. The wet spot was soaking through, darkening your shorts.
Yoongi chuckled, giving a light tap to your cunt to make you jump. His thumb
hooked into the waistband of your shorts, tugging slightly. Because of the
angle you were both in you had to slide them off yourself, taking your panties
off with them.
Yoongi suddenly groaned at the sight of you bared for him. “Yeah baby, it feels so good. Only you can
make me this hard.”
He patted his lap for you to get into, which you happily
did. He leaned your back against his chest and immediately drew his hand to
your heat. His fingers slid between your lips to find your clit. He gathered
slickness that was leaking out of you to lubricate your nub so he could rub it
in fast circles.
“So wet babygirl. Are
you that wet for me?” He mumbled, adding a quiet kiss to your shoulder so
the woman on the phone wouldn’t hear. You could hear her whimper something out
as you nodded at him. He smirked. “Good
He slid his fingers into you, two at once. You clasped a
hand over your mouth so you could let out a low cry. He groaned too. You could
hear the girl whimpering on the phone to him. He was speeding up his fingers,
circling your swollen clit with his thumb. Your hips jerked and your thighs
trembled at the overwhelming feeling.
“You gonna cum?”
He asked, watching as you nodded for him. The girl cried out a “yes” on the
phone. You could feel how hard he was in his jeans, you were desperate for his
cock at this point.
He sped up his fingers, curling them up to hit that spot
inside you. Your whined increased behind your hand as you got closer. His thumb
worked your clit faster. It was almost embarrassing how fast you were to
cumming when he’s only just started.
“I know you’re there
baby, cum for me.” Yoongi growled, his lips grazing your ear. “Give it to me.”
You squeezed your eyes shut tight and arched your back off
of him as you came around his fingers. You could hear him mumbling praises in
you ear. You were panting into your hand as you came down, gazing up at him.
Okay friends. So there are these “les lesbian binders” on amazon (I would add pics but idk how to do that on mobile so bear with me). THESE BINDERS ARE SHIT AND WILL FUCK YOU UP.
So early in my “am I trans” journey, I started with these binders. I was working a shitty job (y'all don’t even know like it’s some movie-worthy shit) and I had like no money. But these binders were like $5-$15 EACH. And I was like “fuck yeah gonna get me a chest I love at an affordable price” well, I did. But it came at a greater cost. Those binders don’t stretch. They are the equivalent of wearing ace bandages. AND I WORE THEM EVERY SINGLE DAY FOR SIX MONTHS. at one point I thought “you know what’s a fucking fantastic idea? IF I WORE TWO BINDERS ON TOP OF EACH OTHER” given they were both the shitty “les lesbian binders”. And, of course, I had hot flashes and felt like I was going to puke and all that good stuff. But I mean it was worth it right? No. It was not worth it. It royally fucked me up. I had bruises all over my chest and ribs, and when I say bruises I mean my entire chest was covered with purple and blue and occasionally black splotches. I go running (without the binder of course) and I can barely breathe, my lungs/ribs can’t expand as much as they used to. Now they can only expand as much as the binder constricted them to. I can only breathe in short/shallow breathes to where I get so light headed constantly. AND THATS WITHOUT THE BINDER. I used to be able to hold my breath for 2.5 minutes and run at least 2 miles without stopping (yeah I was healthier but I also had the ability to expand my lungs so much).
You’re probably thinking “but it could be worse” yeah it could be I could’ve broken a rib. Thank god I didn’t. Ive worn sports tape (Also a bad idea don’t do that) and those binders feel exactly like that.
So please, I beg of you, don’t buy those shitty binders and don’t use ace bandages and don’t use sports tape. Please save your future self. I know it’s hard, trust me I go through it everyday, but YOUR SAFETY COMES FIRST. GC2B and Underworks are great companies created by transguys that make great quality binders that are super comfy and safe. If you need the money just ask the transguy/trans masculine community like me and some other people will go out of our way to give you money for a safe binder. Please.
After the Madness - Yuri opens his eyes to find Otabek smirking and his hand in the shape of a fucking finger gun.“Suck.”
all my doors are open-
Set in the Medium-Distant Future, where Yuuri and Victor have retired or something and are thus Not Here. Otabek and Yuri have been dating in the background for awhile.
An Impatient Boy -
Otabek is a tease at dinner. Yuri wants him there and then, but Otabek makes him wait.
A Thorn in His Paw-
No one knows this Yuri - this Yura. He is not brash, he is not loud, he is not angry. He is timid and shaking and needy and aching for the slightest bit of love. No one knows, but Otabek, that he has been there, all this time, hiding under a painful facade.
everything to lose- "It all starts with a kiss. It’s an impulsive kiss, made through the haze of alcohol, a barely thought out action. He’d just looked so irresistible, his cheeks bright and rosy, his glasses slipping down his nose, his laugh infectious.“In which Yuri is deeply in love with Otabek, his boyfriend of nearly ten years, but falls in love with Yuuri too. In a moment of weakness, Yuri kisses Yuuri, and now he could lose everything.Set 15 years into the future.
Get a Life -"All you do is either skating or cat related.” And stalking-related.Yuri retreats into the darkness. “I do you, fuckface.”Oh, come on. He’s such a child about this. “Sex is as much of a hobby as eating. It doesn’t count.”“Beka!” He slams his fist down. “I swear to the Holy Virgin Mother, if you do not stop pestering me about this bullshit, I will tell JJ you say his name when I blow you.”“That was just one time.”“It counts.”“I was telling you he was in the locker room…”“It totally counts!”
Heaven gonna hate me- Yuri was on fire out there on the ice.Otabek finds Yuri’s skating to be mesmerizing. He shows Yuri how much he loves it off the ice.
Honey, We Broke the Children - “For the last time, Viktor, you are not my father!” Yurio was flailing his arms in self-defense when the cell phone he cradled in his hands lit up all with an incoming call.From the corner of his eye, Viktor noted the caller ID: the word DADDY lit up over a blurry photograph of a vaguely Asian-looking man. Immediately, he reached for the phone and plucked it easily from Yuri’s startled fingers.“You say I’m not your father, but you have Yuuri in your phone as ‘Daddy’! Yurio! You are our son after all!”Yuri’s green eyes gaped. “You don’t want to answer that.”
Ice on Yuri - "The ice felt like heaven, soothing all of the torture previously inflicted upon his smooth, buttery skin."Normally, Yuri is on ice. However, tonight Otabek put the ice on Yuri.
The first time Otabek called Yuri kitten he was unbelievably flustered, after the first time he couldn’t wait for his boyfriend to call him it again.
Otabek and Yuri move in together and domestic life+ hardcore sex and bdsm and kinks. Basically 50 shades of grey but good and consensual
This came from the idea of daddybek correcting Yuri for cussing and Yuri feeling bad
Mouthful of… -
A collection of Otayuri one shots. Aged up Yuri in all of them.
Taste of Paradise -
With another successful house party under their belt, Yuri wanted to keep the party going with his roommates/boyfriends which wouldn’t be too hard to do.
Unbelievable, but Not that Unbelievable-
Chris brings his kinks to the table at dinner to everyone’s disgusts. However, it makes Otabek raise questions that Yuri isn’t sure he want to answer. They are united by kink. Amen.
water in the desert -
Otabek isn’t staring or anything, but it’s hard to miss the thump of Yuri’s body crashing into the ice or the loud cursing in Russian that follows it every time. [or: Yuri can’t concentrate, so Otabek helps. idk help who even am i]
Your Touch -
First came the denial, and then came the crushing weight of his idiocy for ever thinking that he could be ‘just friends’ with Yuri Plisetsky.
Request: hi <3 idk if i’ve already requested something on here, but i had this idea and i thought you could write it beautifully bc i love your work <3 the plot is: the reader is bffs with Taehyung and they’re at the mall one day & she sees her ex and just says to Tae “kiss me, I’ll explain later” :) ending is up to you <3너의 일이 너무 좋아!
Warning: Slight use of mature language
“Did I seriously have to come?” Taehyung groaned for the -nth time that day, as he trudged behind you carrying most of your shopping bags.
Turning around you gave him a sickeningly sweet smile,“ Who else would besides my best friend?”
Rolling his eyes, he retorted,“ If I knew you were going to use this on me, I never would’ve agreed to be your friend.”
Scoffing you teased,“ Well sir, you’re 12 years late.”
Shaking his head, he laughed and said, motioning to the bags in his hand, “Ok but seriously, who shops for their Christmas presents this late.”
You shot him a glare and said,“ Someone who was too busy with stupid work and projects to even leave her dorm for a week.”
Sighing, he ruffled your hair, cooing,“Was my baby working too hard now…”
This sounded cute to me, but idk. Mc moving in with rfa+V+saeran? Like getting a house or apartment together. (or in jumin's case a giant ass penthouse, smh rich people)
A/N: I just wow i loVE THIS okay thank you ~Admin 404
Smh rich people indeed (i had way too much fun with V and i had to stop myself from going on and on) ~ Admin 626
*YOOSUNG: -I think the two of you would end up with a small apartment to start out! Move up to a house a while after he starts his career -Your living room is only part living room. Everyone has to fight each other to sit on the couch when they visit -It’s only part living room because y’all spoil Lisa to no eND so there’s a huge cat tree and a ton of cat play houses jumin approves and actually gets a few of the playhouses for y’all -Sure you could have made that extra room a cat room but???? No??? -Game room???? -IT’S LITERALLY THE BEST ROOM IN Y’ALLS APARTMENT it’s decked out in all of your nerdy-gaming related things (figures, posters, games themselves) and seriously it’s just pride and joy nerd -Your bedroom is overrun with plushies, neither of you can really tell whose is whose anymore -He makes you breakfast every day! The first day, he tried to bring it to you in bed but that was a disaster when he tripped over the plushies and you woke up with an omelette on your face -Y’alls apartment is covered in cute things- stickers are everywhere, homemade gifts and decorations, and it just looks kinda like pinterest threw up in the apartment -Your kitchenware is SO CUTE like your ladle is nessie, your measuring cups are whale shapes, and he has these cartoon cups that he tried hiding from you but they’re just so cute you can’t help yourself
*JUMIN: -Y’all didn’t have to get a new place, he just moved you into his penthouse i mean didn’t he already in his route, LMAO -But anything you want, he will get it for you -He has a lot more cat shaped things than you originally thought though -Like cat shaped bowls, has a few coffee mugs with cats on them, things like that -NOW THAT Y’ALL LIVE TOGETHER YOU GET TO SEE THOSE SWEAT PANTS HE’S TALKED ABOUT, HALLELUJAH -He gives you complete control of decorating but it’s like??? Jumin I wanted to do this together??? -So he helps pick out throw pillows, new art pieces, anything you ask him to do -The one thing he requires is a tON OF PICTURES OF THE TWO OF YOU -FRAMED, HANGING, EVERYWHERE -Seriously there’s a painting of the two of you plus Elizabeth hanging up in the house but at least it’s adorable <3
*SAEYOUNG: -Also just moves you into his house - i mean why not, it’s big enough -IT’S LIKE LIVING WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND BECAUSE HE’S SUCH A FUCKING DORK -Y’all don’t even sleep in your bed for like the first week, you two are having pillow forts in the living room -You can have a room to yourself, for whatever you’re passionate about. Gaming? He has a room for that, he’ll share. Art? Room for you. A room dedicated to your favourite figurines from your favourite games or shows? He’ll have to get you a separate room he isn’t sharing his -He’s got plates that are planets and they’re AMAZING y’all i almost bought some the other day omg -But he’s such a brat, like he plays pranks on you to wake you up -You’ve woken up to whipped cream in the face more times than you can count but you’ve also woken him up with cold water soooo -No item in the house is safe from you two “playing” if you catch my drift wink wonk -Saeran hates both of you so much
*SAERAN: -Definitely not used to having you actually live with him -You walked in the bathroom while he was in the shower and you never knew that he could scream so high pitched -Black out curtains throughout the house because???? The sunlight sucks -He’s actually lowkey really cute and likes to put pictures of the two of you in frames and just put them on bookshelves or hang them up -But then he like denies that he puts them up??? “Idk how it got there, it looks terrible” uh yeah okay -YOUR KITCHEN IS THE MOST DECKED OUT ROOM because the two of you actually really like to cook and it’s a bonding thing <3 -Otherwise, your bedroom is decked out with the comfiest bed, blankets, and coolest TV because MOVIE MARATHONS -Every time you buy some cute little ceramic animals you can’t find it ten minutes later. He hides them in various places because he hates them -Actually really loves the idea of painting the ceiling like the sky with some clouds but only in the bedroom, the rest of the house cannot deal with that -The two of you pick out everything together! Everything has nice neutral tones,everything goes together perfectly (just like the two of you aw cuties)
*ZEN - with zen, it wasn’t a slow move in where u just kinda left
things at his house and things slowly collected over time - nah that’s not Zen’s style - of course he would make a big deal about you moving in - “mC YOU CAN’T STAY OVER WHAT WILL PEOPLE THINK OF US” - “Zen we’ve already done the diddly do, what r u ashamed
of” - honestly ur lucky he didn’t make y’all wait til after you
guys got married - but it’s worth the wait!!! - Zen completely redid his place just for you <3 - he denies the fact that jumin helped him but u know
jumin did - it’s so cute!!! - piCTURES OF U EVERYWHERE - the kitchen has a whole lot of sweet things bc he knows u
love sweets -there’s a sex swing in his bedroom - Seeing Zen in sweats??? H O T - Zen sees in ur pajamas? He suddenly has to go shower??? - Poor you gets roped into Zen’s workouts - he claims it’s ur fault since ur sweets are fattening him
up - living with him is
super peaceful tho??? - he has self care days??? Who does that??? - face masks, bubble baths with candles, treats himself to
mani pedis - and he takes such good care of you! - because of him, you eat more healthy! The sweets are
treats okay - and because of you, zen becomes a little more lowkey
because you can’t always handle his dramatic ass everyone in the group chat
kisses ur feet for that - You two brought out the best in each other <3
*JAEHEE - honestly her apartment is the tiniest thing in the world - like you know the episode of Futurama where Fry moves in
with Bender? - yeah, that small - you guys end up finding a super cute apartment!!! - it is on the smaller side but it’s super cozy - flowers everywhere!!! You want the place bright for when
Jaehee comes home from work <3 - y’all have too many pillows on your bed and sofas but it’S
WORTH IT - there’s a little reading nook you guys managed to create! - also, all the RFA hoes come over all the time - no matter what u guys do, u can’t stop it - one time you couldn’t get rid of Saeyoung for weeks
because Jaehee figured out DIY Honey Buddha chips - as much as you two protest, one day futons magically
appeared on the floor for them - Jaehee is the sweetest roommate!!! - she always leaves u little notes everywhere to let u know
she loves you - she folds down the page corners of store catalogues if she
thinks you’d like them - and she always somehow has a cup of coffee ready for you
whenever u need it??? - she’s a magician - and you always makes sure she eats and rests enough <3
*V - You guys get a house together! - You needed a room for work and he needed a room for his
art, so an apartment was definitely out of the question - you love decorating the house with him??? - hE MAKES EVERYTHING SO CUTE - He hung up Christmas lights in your room! Who does that!
V’s hipster ass, that’s who - Polaroids and other pictures eVERYWHERE - and of course this guys gets a record player - he puts it in the kitchen and he dances with you in the
kitchen when you two cook together - actually he just dances with you when he can, music or not - you guys end up having a mini library because V is super
into learning about other cultures??? He has books on everything u can name - he ends up taking u out like every week for aesthetic
pics, you cant get out of it no matter what - sometimes he makes you get up to watch the sunrise with
him - it’s okay tho, u get back at him with a nERF WAR - and sometimes you use a marshmallow shooter against him
randomly - “hey mc have u seen m-“ - “have U SEEN BOFA DEEZ NUTS” - he just stands there getting hit by marshmallow as he
stares off into the distance - think of the scene from parks and rec when Andy shoots Ben
with marshmallows - honestly u two are so cute and silly together, and all is
right in the world
idk where that post about casual magic is, but i wrote a little thing about it.
Nursey walked out of the kitchen, hanging up his phone and
slipping it into his back pocket. He was going crazy; he had about a million things
to do and not very long to do them.
Nursey was at the haus during a strategic window of time
time when Chowder, Ransom and Holster were all simultaneously in class for a
few hours, minimizing intrusive noises and distractions. Nursey threw himself
back on the couch with a huff. The only sounds to be heard were the furnace
kicking on, Bitty’s occasional soft humming from the kitchen. Lardo was
somewhere, probably in her bedroom. Dex was slouched on the couch opposite Nursey.
His socked feet were propped on the coffee table in front of him, his elbow on
the couch arm, head resting on his knuckles, reading a book. His sweater
sleeves were pulled over his hands. It was cute.
Pulling his laptop toward him on the table, Nursey shifted
his focus to his next task. He had two essays due tomorrow, only one of which
was started. The one he hadn’t touched yet was a creative writing assignment. There
was something repulsive about writing creatively when it was forced. He couldn’t
make inspiration strike. The writing Nursey lived for was the writing when the
premise came naturally, when he was compelled to write by the characters
speaking in his mind and an itching in his fingertips. It was as if Nursey could imagine
a cloud of words around his head, and all the right ones were in front of him,
ready to be plucked out and put on the page.
The times Nursey had tried to start this assignment, it was
nothing like that. It was as though he had to walk a mile to find each word. He’d
done it before of course; he was an English major, and he had to write all the
time, inspiration or no. He would just rather put off the assignment, leave
more time for an idea to come to him.
Distractedly, Nursey opened a word document and took a sip
of tea from the cup on the table. He wrote a sentence, then deleted it. He felt
eyes on him. He turned.
Dex was staring at Nursey, his book closed around a finger
to hold his place.
“Wuh,” Nursey asked.
“You were on the phone for like 40 minutes. How is that not
cold?” Dex asked, nodding at the tea.
They both looked at the cup a moment, watching steam curl up
from the liquid.
“I don’t know. It’s just a thing,” Nursey answered, shrugging.
He typed something else into his computer. Closer, but something was still off.
“What kind of thing?”
“Like I can just –“ Nursey waved his hand at the mug. The
steam followed his fingers.
“What does that even fucking mean, Nurse? What is this?” Dex
mimicked Nursey’s hand movements, his shoulders practically touching his ears.
“I don’t know! But I’ve never had a cold cup of tea.”
“Yeah. Never ever.”
“I don’t know.”
Dex looked at him, an eyebrow raised. Nursey opened his eyes
wide and pursed his lips, shaking his head minutely, looking exasperated. He
was secretly happy for the excuse to put off writing.
“Wait here.” Dex got up. Nursey had no idea where Dex
thought he would go. He waited there.
Dex came back with an ice cube. Without warning or ceremony,
he dropped it into Nursey’s tea. Nursey took a sip. It was warm.
“What the fuck.”
“You don’t have anything like that?” Nursey asked Dex.
“Like what? Impossible?”
“You know. Like, improbable things that happen a lot to you?
Like my mom is super terrible at taking care of plants, but she’s never had one
“Or Ransom says that everyone in his labs has him focus
their microscopes when they have trouble, because he never turns the knobs the
“When did you talk to Ransom about this?”
“I don’t know, man. Things come up. Or once Lardo told me
she always looks at the clock when the minutes are a multiple of 10.”
Nursey finished the tea, cracked the knuckles of his thumbs,
and wrote a paragraph. Three sentences. This time, he only deleted half of the
“I guess I’m good at finding things.”
Nursey stopped typing and looked at Dex.
“Like – “ Dex’s ears were pink. “I’ll forget where I put
something, but then as soon as I start looking for it I remember where it is.”
“Yeah, man. It’s all probability, I think. You know, like it’s
super probable that you’ll remember where something is, but then the
probability of you remembering where everything is when you need it your entire
life is super small. But just because it’s small doesn’t mean it can’t happen.”
“Huh,” Dex said, to himself this time. Then, louder, “Like
the probability of us being friends.” He smirked.
Nursey smiled back at him. “No. That was inevitable.”
YOU GOT IT BABE. I have this weird au headcanon that Jack went back to the past–but only to Johnny’s timeline, and he’s stuck there. So I ran with it. Sidenote that I know it’s canon that Johnny is “afraid of very little save for clowns” but for my purposes he get spooked by anything “scary”
There was a strange sense of exhaustion weighing heavily over Jack’s shoulders as he stepped through the threshold of his and Johnny’s small apartment.