is either sad or satisfied (or both) with what Kirishima endured in
chapter 143, for a reason, but I wanted to add that, just,
Kirishima was so brave and strong in that chapter I’m just…!
I’m really impressed by his genuine devotion
and pure will to
protect FatGum. Fat is a pro hero, he’s handling the fight
somehow but Kirishima has no means to know that; he’s not in
Fat’s head as we are, they don’t communicate, he doesn’t know Fat has
a plan and is stocking all those punches to give Rappa a taste
of his own medicine. All that he can see is that Fat is in real
danger, and even though he’s in pain and terribly scared, even
if he’s been broken when he thought he was finally strong, he won’t allow himself to let Fat endure everything and desperately tries to find something he can do even though the situation is unbalanced and he’s clueless as to what to do because he knows he’s not strong enough. But then, he went anyway.
Tengai thought he was too scared to move and was helpless, and he was, but then Kirishima stepped up, put himself in first line and
protected Fat, holding purely on his will and desperate need to do
something to help and protect him.
find this panel very powerful: he
is unbreakable, he doesn’t crumble and stands right on his feet.
He clenched his teeth and faced all those punches, and even went and
tried to give a punch back against that terribly powerful villain,
almost landing a hit, if not for Tengai’s barrier.
just… Kirishima is just incredibly amazing and brave. He truly was heroic. He wasn’t
suddenly not scared or didn’t powered up; he took his fears and
doubts, and decided, with so little that he had to present, to face adversity and Go
Taurus: Confer with the monster. She’s far more intelligent then you give her credit for. If you’re nice enough, she might help you out.
Gemini: Draw the curtains. Literally. It’ll be good practice for how cloth hangs and folds.
Cancer: Everyone has a quota of stupid shit they can do in a day. You’ve surpassed your quota and at least three other being’s too.
Leo: Two keys. You get one chance.
Virgo: You can’t check the tracking on your run of good luck. It’ll get here whenever it damn well pleases, but it probably got lost in transit. Let’s be honest here.
Libra: Covering yourself from head to toe in chain-mail is not going to help when the problem your facing is a social construct.
Scorpio: You know, at this point, you might as well just keep that overdue library book. It’s been 6 years. They’ve probably given it up for dead anyway.
Sagittarius: The path ahead is long and rough. It mostly goes uphill, but in a very roundabout, multiple S-curve and double-back loop way. Bring motion sickness medicine or try taping a penny in your bellybutton.
Aquarius: It makes people very uneasy, that thing you do with the knives. That’s probably why they’re hesitant to approach you. Maybe if you stop?
Pisces: You’ve got a big heart. It’s just…well hidden behind the sarcasm and spite.
I made a post the other day about how Flint willingly let Silver rise to power and fully supported him in his new role in season 4, but I only just realised that Flint’s behaviour is sort of mirrored by what Silver says in the 4x09 flashbacks about pride no longer being an issue between the two of them. Meaning they were on the same line regarding this subject. Flint didn’t feel pride in the sense that he didn’t need to have a bigger role than Silver in the war; Silver didn’t feel pride in the sense that he felt he could let part of his guard, the image he was presenting to the outside world, down when he was alone with Flint. There was genuine friendship (at the least) between the two of them, from both sides.
The next day, ballet was uncomfortable to say the least. Tom was always stealing glances, licking his lips and smirking at me whenever he got the chance. Unfortunately, I wasn’t the only who noticed. Almost every silent interaction with him was followed by one of my friends putting an elbow in my side and giving me a ‘what the hell???’ look. I would simply shrug at them, unconvincingly telling them that I didn’t know what was going on either. Tom ruined my facade when he came up behind me after class, putting an arm around my waist and asking, “Same time tonight, love?” I could feel the heat in my cheeks rise from his hand on my waist and my friends’ eyes burning holes through me.
Little Maggie gets into watching Disney movies. She falls in love with Lilo and Stitch. Birthday wish lists and Christmas lists are always filled with Lilo and Stitch stuff. She watches that movie just as much as I watched Finding Nemo when I was little (and I watched it constantly. If I got to choose the movie, you better believe I was gonna choose Finding Nemo.)
Eventually, she claims she wants to learn how to surf. At first it’s brushed off as a phase. But she keeps with it. Her fascination with surfing continues.
Anyway, I can just imagine Harry trying to learn to surf along with Maggie. I feel like Harry and beaches don’t quite go well together, which makes it even better. Maggie would probably excel while Harry keeps falling off the board and being an overall klutz. But he keeps trying because he knows it makes her happy and her happiness is a top priority.
It had been almost two weeks since bowling night and you
really hadn’t talked to Mark. In the mornings, he would send a good morning
text just like he used to when you both first started dating. At night he would
try to call you or text you. Whether it be because you were too tired from the
day or because you were still a bit pissed about how bowling went, you turned
down his attempts with a text telling him you were going to bed.
Tonight was no different and at the moment he was trying to
call you. You had missed his first call because you were washing your face, but
he left a text asking if you were up to talk.
“Ugh… Well I am not that mad anymore.” You thought to
yourself. “…And I do miss him.” you pouted.
You got into bed, setting up a video call. He was quick to
pick up. His face appeared on the screen and you half smiled. He hair was wet
from just out of the shower and his was also snuggled up in his bed, he just
looked so comfortable and cute.
“Hi babe!” he said before you could even hi first.
“Hey” you yawned.
“Aw, you tired?” he yawned back.
“Eh, only a bit. Our schedule hasn’t been as bad lately.”
“I’ve noticed. You and the guys have more time to bug me now
cuz all you keep blowing up my phone.”
His eyebrows furrowed a bit. “The- the guys? Wh-what are they
texting you about?”
“Just the usual.” You said vaguely. Of course what you
wanted to say was that everyone was bugging you about how the whole bowling
thing. It was all mostly Jackson nagging that Mark was keeping you to himself,
Jinyoung concerned about how you and Mark were doing, and Bambam interrogating
you about whether the girl that rented out the shoes was really checking him
out or not. But, you weren’t going to tell him any of this.
“Yeah? Cuz lately I have only gotten crap from the guys.” he
“Bowling night… Jackson keeps telling me I was being a jerk
and Jb just keeps looking at me all disappointed now and Jinyoung… Jinyoung is
just trying to pull some gossip out of me.” He tried to laugh. “…Was I really
that bad?” he asked with a nervous face.
“Yes. Mark I told you, you ruined the night.” You knew you
were being harsh, but you were still upset over the whole thing.
His arm dropped to his side and all you could see on his
screen was his ceiling.
“Wait.” He sighed.
You stayed quiet, waiting impatiently until he picked up his
Eventually he picked up the phone again, aiming it at his
frowning face. “Baby, I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to come off that way. I-
I just missed you! We hadn’t seen each other in a while and I just wanted to
make up for the lost time. I guess it all just came out too strong.”
“Yeah, ok you have been saying that already, but Mark why
are you suddenly acting this way? For months while you were gone you basically
ignored me, pushed me away when you are back, then suddenly you want to control
me and you’ve been jealous for no reason. You’ve never been this way before.
I’m starting to think there is something going on that you aren’t telling me.”
He turned away from you. “Baby, I already told you-“
“You aren’t the only one with stress Mark. I have stress too
but I don’t take it out on you! And I am really getting tired of all these
stunts you have been pulling…” you said in a hush as you felt a lump in your
Mark let out a long sigh, his eyes avoiding the camera. “Why
don’t we redo this whole group night thing then?” he offered “We all have a day
off on Saturday. Y-you can come over and hang out with us all.” He insisted.
You scoffed. “Perks of dating in secret: dates at the dorm
and rented out bowling alleys.” You said through teary eyes. “Mark I-I don’t
know. A big part of me is telling me we should just take a break…” you could
feel your bottom lip quivering at just the thought. You didn’t want to be away
from him, but things were just getting to that point again.
Teary eyed as well, he shook his head at you. “I don’t want
to do that.”
You stared back at him, annoyed at his refusal to consider
your reasoning and, basically, your feelings in this whole shit show you called
“You say you want a break or a pause or whatever you girls
like to call it, but what I hear is a break up because that’s basically what
we’ll be doing and I don’t want to do that. I don’t want to risk putting that
much more space between us and losing you in the process. I love you, I don’t
like being away from you more than I have to. It’s hard enough dating in secret
and the only reason I put up with it is to protect you. And if it were up to
me, we’d be living together already, but you don’t want to do that cuz you
still don’t want to have sex yet, but we are for sure as hell not ready to get
married yet. That in itself is stressful enough but I put up with it because I
still want to be with you. Just cut me some slack here y/n, please?”
“…Fine, but…” you let out a sigh. You were scared. You
didn’t really know what to do, if anything was even wroth it anymore. You took
one last look him and your heart hurt seeing him looking so upset. “How about
this… You come over tomorrow night. I don’t care how tired you are or what you
have in the morning or any other bullshit. You come over after whatever you
have to do and we talk or just I don’t know… and depending on how that goes,
then I’ll decide whether I want to keep things going between us.”
“… I can do that.” he said softly.
“You are walking on a thin line Mark. Just- I’m serious
about this.” you said sternly.
“Yeah, I am too.”
“Ok… ok well its late now. You better get some sleep. I
don’t want you lashing out at me again just because you are sleepy.” You
couldn’t help but let yourself be salty.
“I deserve that… But yeah, I guess it’s time for bed…
“I love you.”
“Yeah… me too.” That’s when you ended the call.
ONE WEEK LATER
You knocked on the door and quickly greeted by your smiling
boyfriend. “Hey, babe!”
“Hi Markipoo.” You said has he hugged you, dragging you into
He gave you a deep kiss. “Thank you for coming today!” he
kissed you again. “And thank you for calling me Markipoo again.” He blushed.
“Jinyouuuuuuuung!” Yugyeom’s voice suddenly appeared next to
you both. “Mark and y/n are being gross again!” he shouted through the dorm.
“Hi y/n” he smiled at you after doing his childish stunt.
“Hey yugyeom.” You broke away from Mark, giving Yugyeom a
Mark squinted at the youngest jokingly “And you wonder why
we find you annoying”
“I still don’t know what you mean by “annoying”.” he
laughed, walking to his room.
Mark turned back to you. “Expect everyone else here any
second now.” he groaned.
“And what’s so wrong with that? I came over so I can see
“Let me take off your coat?” he asked changing the subject.
You let him only because it was a cute gesture instead of a
stupid defensive comment.
“Oh… you’re wearing the Hong Kong shirt I got you…” he
You smiled. “Yeah! You got it for me and last week you said
it looked really good on me, so I thought I would wear it again.”
“And you do look hot in it, especially cuz is it a lot more revealing
than I thought it would be… and it was fine when it was just you and me but-… W-why
don’t I just lend you one of my shirts? You love wearing my shirts.”
“No! This shirt isn’t “revealing” and I like this shirt, so
I’m going to wear this shirt. If you have problem with that, then that’s your
“Y/n!” Jackson voice called out. Jackson was followed by the
others who quickly crowded around to greet you. With everyone around, you
decided to drop the topic and enjoy your time over.
You went off with Jb first, catching up on how he was doing.
You couldn’t help but be as annoying as the maknaes and every so often you
would tease him until he made his angry jaw. Eventually he “kicked you out” of
his room and you moved on to Youngjae where you played with coco and watched
him play video games. After him, you hung out with the two youngest boys. You
danced with them, took stupid selfies, laughed about new memes (…and reenacted
a few memes) and just watched them be stupid for a few hours. Then you left to
the kitchen to get some food only to get caught in conversation with Jinyoung.
The conversation started with the book he lent you, but then soon changed to
“So… Mark…” He started off in a low voice considering the
fact that your boyfriend was in the other room watching a movie.
“What about him?”
“You guys good now?”
“Um… I don’t know really… I think we are. We just are out of
sync lately I guess.”
“Well, let me rephrase this… Are you okay? Cuz if I’m being
honest, we are all surprised you are still with him.”
“From the way he has been with you in front of us. How long
has he been like that with you, lashing out at you and stuff?”
“That’s the thing! He was never like this before the last
“Really? So what happened, why is he acting weird? Did you
guys have a fight or something?”
“No. I was hoping you would know why he’s been like this.
Did he seem fine over the tour?”
“He was fine. He was a bit quieter the last few weeks of it,
but nothing out of the ordinary… Well, take that back. There was one day in
Bangkok where he was all fidgety and nervous and stuff, but he kept brushing it
off and avoiding us.”
You sat up straighter, “What? What happened? What did he
Jinyoung just shrugged at you. “Like I said he avoided us.
After that he was just quiet. We all just figured you two got in a fight or
something like that.”
You stayed quiet not really knowing what to think. Maybe
that detail was nothing, but you couldn’t help but get bad gut feeling over it.
“Oh here you were babe!” Mark smiled as he walked into the
kitchen. “I was looking for you. I thought you were still with Bambam and
Immediately both you and Jinyoung froze.
Mark went around you at the table. “I’m just getting myself
something to eat. Do you want me to make you a plate too?”
You were too busy staring at the back of his head, thinking
of what he had done to be so weird, to answer him.
“Babe?” he turned back to you.
Jinyoung slapped your arm to snap you back into reality.
“Huh? Yeah ok.” You mumbled, not knowing what he asked.
Mark handed you a plate of snacks. “Here you go! And I’ll be
in my room watching a movie. Feel free to join me.” He said as he walked out of
the kitchen and down the hall.
“…But he seems to be doing better with you today.” Jinyoung
said only when he was sure that Mark was in his room.
“Actually, it’s only been last week and today that he has
been “normal”, but … ok, don’t tell this to anyone.” You said in a whisper.
Jinyoung leaned in closer to you so you didn’t have to
whisper so loud.
“He’s only trying his best because I’m giving him only one
more chance. If he messes up again. I’m going to leave him. That is what we
were talking about when he came over to my place.”
“Damn. Well, that sucks. I’ve always liked you guys
together, so I hope nothing else happens.”
“Me too cuz I really love Mark, but some things are just too
“Y/n… if you guys break up, will you still be friends with
the rest of us?” he asked nervously
“Yeah! Of course! You guys mean a lot to me!”
“Y/n!” Jackson voice filled the relatively quiet dorm. He
came into the kitchen, a deck of cards in hand and he came right up you,
nudging you with his shoulder.
He rolled his eyes at you. “I’m gonna ignore the fact you
just called me Jackie and I shall proceed to challenge you to a game of cards.”
He smiled. “So, want to play poker or speed or something?”
“What are you guys gonna play?” Mark’s voice appeared in the
kitchen again. He put his barely touched plate of food on the counter and then
came up behind you. He wrapped his arms
around you and just stuck around now that Jackson was in the room.
It didn’t surprise you that Mark came out for you after
hearing Jackson calling out for you. You knew this whole having your space with
everyone wasn’t going to last long. You gave him the benefit of the doubt
though. He hadn’t told off anyone yet about “being too close to you” or
“hugging you too long”, so maybe it really was the innocent show of affection.
“I don’t know what we are going to play, all I know is that
I am going to beat y/n.” Jackson smirked.
“Shut up! You and I both know I am better at cards!” you
“Oh yeah? Well if I remember correctly, I won the last game
“Cuz you cheated!”
“Actually Jackson, you did. I was there watching you guys
play remember.” Jinyoung said.
Jackson gasped. “I recall no such thing!”
“Whatever.” You stood up from Mark’s embrace. “Looks like I
have to show you who is boss again.” You said as you “casually” looked at your
“We will see about that!”
“I’ll watch you guys again, make sure Jackson doesn’t cheat
a second time!” Jinyoung said as he followed you and Jackson into the living
“…I’ll go too! But I’ll just watch tv. It is boring being in
my room.” Mark said as he trailed behind the three of you.
You and Jackson sat on the floor at the coffee table.
Jinyoung sat on the couch as the side of the table to get a good view of the
both of you. Mark sat on the couch behind you, turning on the Tv but being kind
enough to keep the volume down so you and Jackson could still trash talk each
The rounds were going, both you and Jackson too into the
game to notice anyone else. Jinyoung however, kept notice of everything,
especially the sour expression forming on Mark’s face. “Mark you okay?”
Mark only shook his head.
This actually caught your
attention. You turned back to Mark. “Baby what’s wrong?” he had an expression
as if he were sick.
He only shook his head, not even
looking at you.
“Jackson I see you cheating!”
“What?!? No I’m not!” Jackson
You whipped around to Jackson.
“Hey! Not fair, we have to start over, you cheater!” You leaned forward and
took the card out of his hand and threw yourself on the coffee table to collect
all the cards and shuffle them again.
Jackson only smiled knowing he was
“Mark, seriously, what’s up? You
look upset.” Jinyoung asked more seriously, noticing Mark was glaring about
with a tense jaw.
“I wouldn’t be so upset, if my
girlfriend didn’t dress like a slut.” He spat.
You froze mid shuffle. “What?” you slowly turned around at
him. You couldn’t quite understand how you were feeling because you were so
shocked and mad and embarrassed and so disrespected. This what the last straw.
“What did you just say?!?” you growled as you stood up.
Immediately Mark looked scared. “Y/n, I- sorry. I didn’t- It
Without even thinking, your hand cut through the air and you
slapped him across the face. You actually slapped him. You slapped him so hard
your left a red handprint on his cheek. “Fuck you!” you shouted as you stomped
to the door, grabbed your coat and left.
Jinyoung and Jackson stared at Mark who sat frozen on the
couch for a long moment. It took a long while for everything to sink in.
“…Dude! What-” Jackson shouted.
“Shut the fuck up!” Mark shouted back, before Jackson could
lash out at him.
“Mark, why did you say that?!?” Jinyoung shook his head at
Mark whipped around at him. “I don’t know ok! It just came
out!” he shouted.
“Yeah right!” Jackson said going up to Mark.
“I said to shut up! This is your fault anyway! You shouldn’t
have been starinng at her like that!” Mark accused as he shoved Jackson off him.
“What?!? I wasn’t stare at her!”
“Yes you were! I even saw you looking down her shirt when she
Jackson walked up to Mark and shoved him down, hard enough
that he fell back to the couch. “So what if I did?!? You should have gotten mad
at me instead of insulting her!”
“Guys! Guys stop!” Jinyoung advised when he saw the look in
“What is going on?!?” Jb’s voice boomed as he ran into the
“Mark called y/n a slut and she walked out.” Jinyoung said
shaking his head.
JB glared at Mark, “Dude, what?!?” he growled
Then the three remaining members, peeked in from the hall
alerted from all the yelling.
Mark could feel everyone staring at him and he hated that. “You
know what?!? Fuck all of you!” he got up from the couch and pushed past
everyone. In a fit, he locked himself in his room.
“That asshole isn’t even going to go after her?!?” Jackson
grumbled under his breath. “Fuck him. I’m going to look for y/n.” he said as he
marched out the door.
“Um…What happened?” Youngjae was the only brave one out of the
maknaes to ask what was going on.
“Mark is still being weird. He called y/n a slut after he
thought he saw Jackson look down her shirt.” Jinyoung explained.
“And y/n just walked
out?” Jb asked.
“Yeah, slapped Mark and walked out.” Jinyoung said blankly.
“She slapped him?” Bambam gasped.
“…That’s not good.” Yugyeom said to himself. “Why don’t we
call y/n and see how she is doing?” he suggested.
“No, don’t do that. Jackson is looking for her anyway. The
last thing she wants is anymore of us in her business.” Jb said. “Well just let
him update us and go from there.”
You’re home alone having a Netflix night.Annoyed at the weak internet connection,you decide to head into the kitchen for a snack refill.
__________________________________________________ “FUCK!” You screeched and withdrew your hand;a roach fell onto the floor from one of the top cabinets and scurried away as you rushed to the sink to give your hands a good scrubbing.”Fuck that shit,fuck that shit.” you grumbled to yourself.Shivering at thought of touching one again,you walked back over to the counter and threw the bag of popcorn into the microwave; goosebumps began to rise on your arms as you tried to stop thinking about it.You shake it off and pour the popcorn into the bowl then head back to the couch.”True Blood sounds good.”; as you’re reaching into the bowl,eyes on the screen,you couldn’t help but notice you were getting anxious.
“How many seasons are there?”; you wondered as you brought your hand back over to your lips; you glance down and see another roach standing on your fingers,hissing before scurrying up your arm.”GEEZUS!” You shrieked as you stood up and shook your arm violently,trying to get it off.The tiny insect went flying across the room as you gasped for breath,shivering in disgust until you hear the sound of faint crunching coming from the couch. Oh no.
Roaches begin to crawl out of the popcorn bowl by the tens then twenties,making your stomach drop.One by one they scurried from the bowl and headed straight towards you.Panicking,you tried to retreat back into the kitchen when you ran into something–or someone.”Hello? Is there something wrong?” He giggled and leaned down to your eye level.”Who are you?!” you cried out in horror as the abnormally tall clown grinned and gave a playful bow; “I’m Pennywise.You are?“
You practically gagged at the stench he was giving off; he smelled like rotting meat and sulfur but there was no time for anything other than running away as you felt the tiny critters crawl up your legs.You dodged his reach and ran towards the front door,crying out in a panic when you felt it wouldn’t budge.Turning your head back to make sure the clown wasn’t following you,you didn’t notice when the doorknob fell apart in your hand and turned into smaller roaches.”OH FUCK!” you cried out as you tried to shake them off but no matter what,they seemed like they were just multiplying.Pennywise giggled as he appeared by your side and grabbed your arms with his hands,yanking you close so he could sniff you.”You smell divine but this isn’t enough.” he let out a guttural laugh as he tossed you onto the ground and disintegrated into thousands of cockroaches.
Nothing in the world could describe the amount of fear running through your veins as you scrambled to get up and run off to the upstairs bathroom.Locking the door and stuffing the bottom of the door with towels,you tried to stay as quiet as possible,not wanting to give yourself away.Instantly everything went quiet.Dead quiet; for a moment you thought you were safe and wondered if maybe you were hallucinating until you felt a lump in your throat.All of a sudden you can’t breathe and you rush to the sink,forcibly gagging yourself to clear out any blockage you might have in your windpipe.
Pennywise’s giggles filled the room as you slowly looked up into the mirror.Your eyes stared in horror as you saw the lump make its way up and into your mouth; within seconds,a large hissing roach pushes itself through your lips and falls into the sink.Tears brim your eyes as you cough up another one and then another one and another one.
The giddy clown appears right behind you in the blink of an eye and gives a slow smile.
Yup, I finally made it! This is a cover inspired by this post <——-
It took me sooooooo long but well, I think it ended up pretty good ^^ So yeah, please consider that I’m an spanish girl and the voices or pronunciation could differ compared to the originals.
I took a jazz version of “Why Don’t You Do Right” by Mark Maxwell for the instrumental part, and then edited the audio a bit to make it more dynamic. It was such a challenge getting the right melody for the voices (at first I was just singing the original song, without changes XD) but after a lot of tries I finally came up with a good melody for Sportacus and Robbie ^^
Here are the Lyrics and modifications I made of the original post by aleinnilatibae :
S: What’s wrong, Robbie?
R: You know, I was just wondering… do you LIKE me?
S: Yes! Of course I do! And… what
R: I… guess!
[beat of silence]
R: Well, I would like to ask you something…
You know that we’ve been rivals for…going on a while
and despite how much I FOUGHT it, I’ll admit you make me….smile (:^}D)
Now here is what I ask of you, and please, here take your time–
Will you be my partner in crime?
S, speaking, affronted: In CRIME???
R, speaking: It’s just an expression, Sportafloosh, no need to freak
S, speaking: I see… then let me say
Well Robbie, I’m an honest elf and
I’m the hero too (oh yeah…)
But here is what I’m certain of–I
want to be with you (really?)
And every time I hear you sing the
sound is so diviiine *master of disguise motif*
So will you be my partner in rhyme?
S: Yes, this means we sing together
R: Oh, okay…
S: Are you ready? In 3, 2, 1… and…
S & R:
We can siiiing in perfect key, we
can daaaance in harmony
S: We can twirl, we can flip! (No no no, I’m not doing THAT)
S: With you I’ll never miss a note!
R: With you I’ll never miss a stEP *Robbie misses a step, but Sport
catches him, turns the misstep into a dip* S: Careful!
S: If you could say (if I could say?) that opposites attract (yeah
I’d say so)
I want you here (with you?) with me! To always watch my back!
Together we-(in harmony!) until the end of time…
R, speaking: I guess I don’t HAVE to kick you out of town, after all….