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bloodycherry22 · 1 year

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Can’t sleep? | Rick Grimes

Genre: smut

Summary: It’s the first night in Alexandria, you can’t sleep and decide to get a breath of fresh air but someone else may be awake too. Late night conversations lead to much more. (Requested)

Warnings: Sex, praise kink, cussing, friendly banter, no condom used? Not proofread

You were lucky to get a space on the couch, even though you had repeatedly offered to sleep on the floor so someone else could have the comfortable spot. A sigh escaped you as your head tilted back against the soft cushioning of the couch, the only light in the room being a single dimly lit lamp and the moonlight made it hard to see anyone, everyone was on edge but it seemed like they were all asleep.

It was impossible to sleep, it wasn’t about being worried about invasion or walkers, god knows why you were awake, but you were. It was driving you mad, sitting in silence for, maybe, three hours now. The darkness began to eat away at you and you felt deprived, deprived of oxygen rather than sleep, to be honest you were wide awake. You were o your feet quickly with a silent jump, being careful not to bother anyone as you tip-toed out of the house. Stepping out the front door, you felt as though you were finally able to catch a breath.

It was still dark outside but a few streetlights gently lit the roads of Alexandria. Looking over the wooden porch, you took a deep breath, leaning onto the banister and letting your eyes flutter closed.

"Sneaking out?" Spoke a low, gravelly voice, it made you flinch as your eyes shot open, meeting a set of blue ones, afew feet away.

"Shit, Rick, you really scared me" you scoffed and looked at him for a moment before turning back to the road, resting your forearms on the wood. He did the same, standing beside you, a small laugh coming from him as he hummed. "Well, why are you out here so late?"

"I could ask you the same thing, Rick" You retorted and he just huffed, seeming to look around, admiring what you just had. "I asked first" He stated, his accent thick. Rick wasn't your closest friend, but you knew him and seemed to follow him. You appreciated him and vice versa but it was rare for a one on one conversation to spike.

"I couldn't sleep, needed some fresh air..you?" You gave in, looking over at him, he took notice and met your eyes with his own once again. "couldn't sleep, then i saw you go outside and thought about all the possibilities of what could happen, so i had to come out" He explained.

You laughed a little and shook your head "Deannas right, your a leader alright, worrying all the time about all of us" He nodded in response, looking back at the road. "I still don't trust this place. but i want too, it would be nice" He said, standing straight, before walking over to the stairs and taking a seat on one of the wooden steps.

You decided to copy him, planting yourself beside him and speaking up "agreed, but we can't let our guard down, even if these people seem soft, it could be an act." You suggested. He seemed to think about this, looking at the nearby houses.

"I think it's too good to be true, its so clean and calm here, reminds me so much of the world before..everything" He muttered and you agreed quietly, looking at him and sending him a reassuing smile. He looked at you, his eyebrows furrowing as he pursed his lips, thinking.

“You think it’ll go back to what it used to be like?” He asked, and you thought about it before shaking your head. “No, I mean we could all live more normally, routines and towns, but we’ll never be in a world without walkers and murderers and I mean, we’ve killed people, can’t go back” you explained.

He agreed, nodding “what was your life like before..everything?” He asked, leaning back onto his forearms, you couldn’t help the smile on your face at the realisation it was deep talk o’clock. You hummed, explaining some of the main events in your past life. He listened deeply, reacting at some of your statements.

“How about you rick? Well I mean I know of Carl, Lori, Shane, whatever..but like actually” you huffed and he chuckled.

“It was good, I was pretty happy and Shane was great at the time, but I could always see the way he looked at Lori, it’s why I wasn’t as shocked as I should have been when I found out” he stated and you nodded, not able to ignore the sympathy you felt for him. He began again "what about your past love life? Anything exciting?"

"Hm..well, i had flings, and a serious relationship, but nothing out of the ordinary, i was single when the apocalypse began and i think i've grown to not mind it" You nodded proudly and he smiled, chuckling lightly. "Yeah, it isn't all terrible..hey even if we were on the lookout for a relationship, there isn't much choice" He responded.

"Well hey, speak or yourself, i just love me a walker" You said sarcastically, both sharing quiet laughter. "jokes aside, there isn't much choices but most of the people we know are pretty good looking, especially compared to the walkers"

"I guess your right" he huffed, shaking a few strands of hair out of his face before carrying on "I'd say your pretty good looking" he said calmly it shocked you, it was unexpected but not in a gross way. IT made your cold cheeks heat up as you looked away from him with a smile.

"Your not too bad yourself, officer friendly" You joked and he laughed, his head shaking as he gently nudged your arm. When his hand came in contact with your arm it made your skin get goosebumps, noticing the way he flinched, eyes widening. "you're freezing" he scoffed. In response, you shrugged, beginning to notice the cold temperature more. He paused, thinking for a moment before opening up his arms, as if asking for a hug, yet holding his jacket open as well.

With a nervous laugh, you scooted closer to him and leaned into his sie, letting him wrap his arm around you, his large hand rubbing up and down your arm to attempt to heat you up. You were close enough to hear the light thumping of his heartbeat, it made you feel slightly more relaxed as you let the new surroundings sink in. His scent filled your nose, he smelt cleaner than usual but he still had that deep, woody scent that usually went by unnoticed by you, but something was different.

The way his hand felt against you was different, the way e had looked at you was different, why hadn't you noticed him this way before?

"If you could fight anyone who would it be?" he randomly spoke up, knocking you out of thought. You looked up at him with slight confusion, he looked down at you, chuckling. Giving it a thought, you averted youer gaze before confidently looking at him and saying "Martin Luther King"

"What?!" He laughed, his head tipping back in pure enjoyment "That's horrible! He's like the nicest guy ever." You noticed the Adams apple in his neck and had to swallow your dirty thoughts, pushing out a laugh and shrugging. "You said anyone!"

"Fine okay, i think i would fight Ghandi" He stated and you scoffed loudly, hitting his side as you retorted "I'm the horrible one? Ghandi? The guy who was all for world peace and ending violence?"

He just snickered and pulled you closer, you smiled, feeling a new sense of comfort that felt unusual and different, what effect was rick having on you?

"okay, my turn..if you couldd..speak to anyone right now, who would it be? my answer? Pikachu..it would be. fucking. adorable" You nodded and he smirked before humming in thought. "I think..Winnie the pooh, why does he like honey SO much..its really not that good"

"Wow Rick, you seem passionate about that" You teased sarcastically and he puffed out a cloud of cold air before nodding "i am." The heartwarming conversation made you consider rick in a newfound glory. He sparked so much curiosity in you all of a sudden. You could feel the way his arm was tight around you, his hand now resting comfortably on your side as his jacket hugged you both. Your knees were millimeters away from touching, he desire to just brush your thigh against his grew and made your head feel fuzzy, like you couldn't think straight. You hoped your gaze wasn't blatantly obvious as you admired factors about him that you never had but to be honest, you didn't car-

"In your own world there, sweetheart?" He teased. Sweetheart, sweetheart, you repeated in your head, looking up at him bashfully and opening your mouth to say something, but he spoke again. "If we had a camera, i'd say take a picture so that it lasts longer"

His words made you blush as you nudged him and scoffed shamefully "Oh, you wish i was staring, bet you haven't had much action"

"Um, excuses me i've had a few women flirt with me, i mean hey, that jesse girl seems interested" He joked but suddenly her name made your heart cold, the hairdresser, she clearly admires Rick, too much. "Ooh, you don't like that..not one bit" He grinned, pulling you closer by your waist as you groaned and attempted to turn away.

"shut up, Rick" You huffed but he just shook his head as his gaze seemed to falter over your face, he head tilted to the side. "Hey, it's okay, can't say I wouldn't be a tad bit jealous if one of these Alexadrians managed to get you after we've known each other so long"

"You kidding? We barely spoke for years, this is probably the most we've ever talked" You rolled your eyes, adding a hint of playfulness to your tone. He hummed in agreement "can't deny that you're pretty though, doll..just 'cause i never said it, doesn't mean i don't think it"

You couldn't help the smirk that came onto your face at his words, glancing over his face in a way you hadn't ever considered, admiring his eyes and beard, and his lips, you weren't ashamed to be staring because through the comfortable silence, he was too. He mumbled a short "Fuck" under his breath before placing his hand under your chin and pressing his lips against yours with desirous power, like he was ravenous for it.

The feeling of his soft lips against yours made your skin prick and cheeks tingle in a stimulating glory, his hand that rested on your waist grippe tightly at the fabric of your shirt that suddenly felt so claustrophobic. Pulling back for a breath of fresh air, you looked at him, dazed and smirking proudly. He looked around before chuckling deeply, a hint of mischief in his tone. "This might be inappropriate, but there's a bedroom free upstairs.."

"Extremely inappropriate, but i'm definitely in" You nodded and stood up, holding your hand out for him, he was quick to take it, his large hand encasing yours. You quietly opened the door and stepped into the house, tiptoeing up the stairs with rick hasty behind you. You couldn't hep the giddy laughter that escaped you both, like two high teenagers sneaking in after a party.

The second you reached the bedroom, Rick was quick to lock the door and push you onto the bed, almost instantly atop of you, his hands falling to your hips. Your lips parted as he leaned towards you, kissing you again, he felt hungrier, more aggressive, his hands sliding over your stomach and rib cage as his tongue slipped in between your lips. You found yourself gasping quietly as his cold hands rested under your shirt, your hands finding their way to his hair, pulling lightly. Seconds went by before he was pulling back to lift your shirt over your head carefully, eyes landing on your chest, his composure failing as he licked his lips, leaning into the crook of your neck to press fond and compassionate kisses into your skin, his hands sliding over the curve of your breasts. His touch lacking softness as he absentmindedly squeezed the plush of your chests, a quiet whine escaping you in return.

The noise cheered him on, one of his hands moving behind you, lifting you so that you arched against his clothed chest, he skillfully unclipped your bra, sitting up to pull it of off you, almost instantly leaning back down for a second taste, his kisses travelling down your collarbone and over your chest. His teeth dragging over your nipple, causing shivers to run down your spine as you muttered out a quiet "Rick"

"What is it, pretty? Tell me" He trailed his kisses lower, speaking between every peppered kiss. The foreplay was great but you wanted him and it had been a damn long time since you had been touched this way. "Enough teasing, i want you..please" You breathed out and he paused against your skin, like something had switched in his psyche. A strand of curse words spilled out of his mouth as he sat up, legs either side of yours, he tugged his shirt off before unbuckling his belt.

Though the room was dimly lit, his muscles were flexing clearly as he moved, his biceps tensing as he worked his belt off, the veins in his forearm prominent. His eyes met yours and he grinned proudly, about to speak but you cut him off. "Don't push your luck" You smirked, voice breathy and whiny yet a sense of authority clear. He snickered in response and leaned down to kiss you again, gently this time, the sound of his jeans hitting the floor loud along with the feeling of him undoing your pants hastily. "Shh, sleeping people are like everywhere" You giggled, mumbling into the kiss, his smile making the kiss messier.

Suddenly, your used your leg to flip you over, attempting to keep the kiss going as long as possible as you now carefully straddled his hips. Curiously, you pressed your heat against the his now naked cock, he let out a choked groan, his calloused hands instantly gripping your waist. You hummed in pleasure, deciding that was something to investigate further another day as you pushed your panties down and deepened the kiss as a way of saying 'keep quiet'

You reached your hand down and lined his member up with your heat, the feeling of his tip pushing past your slit making you both shudder, slowly, you pushed yourself onto him, a small whine leaving your agape mouth that so tenderly kissed his. He reassuringly rubbed gentle circles into your hips with his thumb.

The second the pain in your core subsided, you were quick to roll your hips against his, the feeling of his cock somehow hitting your g spot perfectly made your toes curl and head spin. Quiet whines and whimpers escaping you as you began to ride him greedily. After mere moments, you were close and by his stuttering hips and low groans, it was clear he was too. "Rick..i'm gonna cum" You mumbled needlessly into the kiss.

He pulled back from the kiss, his hands travelling advantageously, eyes flickering from your body to your face, his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure as he began to watch the way you bounced on him. "Hold it doll, for me" He responded, teasingly as he moved his hand to your heat, palm resting respectfully as his thumb rubbed harsh circles into your clit in such a dreadfully pleasurable way you let out a loud whine, his other hand instantly covering your mouth. "shh..baby, quiet" he continued, harsh circles making the knot in your stomach twist. "that's it, let it go..good girl" he praised as you came undone. His hips lifted to meet yours as he rode out your high and brought himself to the edge, filling you with his cum, gravelly moans escaping him in whispers.

The room went silent, all to be heard was the panting and slowing of the wet movements from both of you. Lazily, you climbed off of him and laid beside him, he cautiously wrapped his arm around you, just like outside and huffed. "That was amazing" he mumbled.

"yeah, we should have deep conversations more often..maybe we'll learn to last longer"

"shut up and go to sleep" he laughed.

I'm sorry this took longer than i thought to come out! I ended up super busy, hope this is okay to the original requester. <3

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pupyuj · 8 months

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either way yujin makes me feel so many things like she looks so gay filipina with a big ass cock coded with that hair like??? couldn't stop thinking about how good she'd be in bed specially when she's mad??? or jealous??? the normally sweet little puppy, now so fucking angry, she could ruin your cunt just by fucking it with her thick cock. ☹️

and can i just say... “hm, basang basa ah? putang puta ka para sa tite ko.” while laughing and slapping your tits. ☹️

🫀

okay terribly sorry for my non-filo followers cuz i'm gonna be mumbling some tagalog nonsense here yujin drives me crazysdbskddhk—

LISTEN... yujin is very filipina-coded to me IM SORRY LIKE she's your perverted, tambay-sa-kanto gf idk how else to explain it!! hand always on your ass, has no shame groping your tits in public IN FRONT OF PEOPLE, and never hesitates to pull you into her lap and press your ass against her bulge??? to everyone else, the two of look sickeningly sweet as they watched yujin whisper to you with a big grin,, but they don't know that she's berating you 😭😭

"letting me do this in front of our friends.. hindi ka na ba nahiya?" mmdjfdhks her hand nearly between your thighs and everything,, everyday you wonder how people never see all the things she does to you in public,,, at one point, she has literally fingered your cunt from behind through your shorts while huddled up with your friends watching a teleserye and standing outside a sari-sari store sdkhcskji,,

LITERALLY FUCKS YOU WHILE SHE'S TALKING TO HER MOTHERRR???? like you're in her room ofc but she's got you sat on her lap facing the door, fingers deep inside your cunt,, grins so widely while she watched you covered your mouth,, bcs her mother saw you as her daughter's sweet, innocent girlfriend (everybody did),,, what would she say if she heard you?? ☹️ "opo, ma!! we're coming down soon," yujin yells loud enough for her mother to hear outside the door,, and then she leans into your ear, laughing like the annoying piece of shit that she isnbdskdfhc,, "you're gonna come, right? right? huh? bilisan ko ba, ha?" yujin keeps asking,, you really didn't wanna do anything that would make you lose control but fuck her fingers feel way too good that you have to nod and let yujin push you over the edge,,

and omggg the mad + jealousy thing... you're one hell of a catch so yujin can be a bit paranoid sometimes,, esp when she sees people talk to you with obvious interest and it definitely doesn't help that you're very friendly and a bit touchy with your friends sometimes,, usually, yujin takes it like a champ because she knows you would never cheat on her but other times she lets her jealousy take over her and oh yeah it gets intense in the bedroom..

"sobrang landi mo pala... i didn't know you were such a fucking whore, (y/n).. why don't you just go ahead and let yourself get fucked by all of them??" she's saying while pounding into your cunt so hard that her bed rocks against the wall??? thank goodness nobody was home.. you were to scream as loud as you wanted,,, "tangina.. d'you actually like this? fucking slut..."

hehahjshdj living in a barangay and being that loud??? yeah the two of you are definitely a hot topic within the chismosa groups 😭😭

ya'll this kinda sucked i got distracted ICBBBB I'M LOSING MY MAGIC .. YOU GUYS...

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meredith-harper81 · 8 months

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I’ve Always Loved You💔

She Moved On

Chapter 1:

Paring : Chris Evans x Lana Parker

Word Count: 2k

Chris Pov

I had already gotten messages from my family and friends wishing me all the best and saying they couldn't wait to see me super soon.

I look up from my phone, and the black SUV arrives. I open the door and get in.

"Ready to go, Chris?" Megan asks me as she hands me a Bud Light seltzer.

"Ready as I will ever be," I smile, opening the can and taking a sip to cool my nerves. I am so nervous and excited about tonight. It would be my last premiere for awhile, and nobody knows just yet.

"Okay, so nobody knows the news except for me and your agency, so when the media ask about your next project, just try to project them away from asking more questions, or I will try my best to drift the question away," Megan tells me, and all I do is nod.

The driver pulls out of the driveway, and we are on our way to the Dolby Theater.

After a twenty-minute drive, we pull in, and I can hear people shouting. I get out of the SUV and wave to some people, and Megan directs me along to the carpet to take some photos and answer some questions about the movie.

I'm waiting in line and can't help but notice Ryan and Ana both have their families with them tonight. Ana brought her boyfriend Paul, and Ryan is here with his kids and wife, and I feel a little jealous of them and their loved ones tonight.

Normally I would bring my brother or family to events like these, but everyone is busy living their lives.

...

I take some pictures, greet some fans, and answer some questions about the movie and some even about what I'm wearing tonight, and then we get pulled into a group photo with the rest of the cast. I look around me, and everybody just looks so happy and content, but the dagger in my heart is bleeding out bit by bit every day. I just wish she was here to support me like she always did.

After we got introduced on stage, I am sitting by the bar, and for some reason, I can't get her out of my head tonight...

'Lana Parker'

The only love of my life.

We were once engaged in 2019 and even supposed to get married, but I ended things with her on a bad note, half of which I don't even remember.

I just remember walking out. It was one of my biggest mistakes, and I still regret it to this day.

It had to do with my career. We were supposed to get married, and I was going to quit acting, but—I can't remember—I lashed out at her and woke up the next morning and left her.

I sold my house and moved to LA, and most of my belongings were placed in a storage unit with the help of Ma and Tara. I stayed down here during the lockdown and just worked for three years.

My family was really mad and didn't talk to me for a few months, but eventually we made up when Shanna got married. Now that Scott is engaged... I'm thinking about going back to Boston and trying again with her unless she's moved on or found someone else.

I was deep in my thoughts when Ana came up with her boyfriend, Paul.

"Chris I want you to meet Paul," Ana says.

I get out of my seat and pull my hand forward to greet him.

"Oh yeah, man, how are you? I say I'm pulling him into a hug.

"Good, good. Huge fan," he says and pulls back.

"Thanks. Nice. So let's get a picture. I say, breaking the awkward tension. He nods, and Ana takes the photo.

"And I guess Paul is on to his next victim," Ana jokes as she orders an old-fashioned.

I smile and finish my beer.

"So rumors say Chris Evans is retiring soon? Is that right? She asks me, taking some of the beer nuts I have in front of me.

My head is hung low, and all I do is nod.

"That's great, Chris. So are you planning on settling down with Lana soon?"

I look up at her, and she immediately has a look of regret on her face.

"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to; it just slipped out since you guys were last together," she says.

"It's okay. Umm, I'm not sure. I need to get to Boston first," I say, looking at the time, which reads 6:45 p.m. I get up and tell Ana to have a good night.

I decided not to go to the after-party and just head back home to Dodger Stadium and finish packing.

Once the car service arrived at the gate, I gave him some cash and walked inside, where I was greeted by Dodger. I know he is probably hungry, and with all the moving boxes and things, I can't find anything.

"Yeah, Bubba, hold on," I say, finding the bag behind some random moving box near the living room. I scoop a few cups and place them in his dog bowl.

Meanwhile, I head to the bedroom, change out of this suit, and take a much-needed shower to wash all the stress of tonight off.

After my shower, I warm up some leftovers from last night and sit down to eat when a whiny Dodger comes by with his puppy eyes.

Which either means he did something bad or wants me to grab his favorite dog toy, which he probably tossed somewhere.

I get up and start looking under the sofa, and I'm about to give up when I find the darn lizard's tail hidden under the curtain.

I walk over and lift the curtain, pick up the stuffed animal, throw it across the room, and step on something cold.

I pick it up, and it's a gold infinity necklace. I open the clasp, put it around my neck alongside my Christopher necklace, and go back to eating dinner.

I remember Lana losing this necklace when I brought her here for a week, and she loved this necklace in an Instagram ad. I bought it for her and surprised her, and the look on her face when she lost it was devastating.

I wonder if she's doing well or has moved on. I haven't had the time to keep a tab on her, but I miss her so much.

I pull out my wallet and put my hand over the picture I have of us laughing, taken at Ma's house one Christmas. She is sitting on my lap, laughing at something I said.

I take out the engagement ring I remember taking off of her and throwing it.

I regret that day so much. I was so drunk, I don't even remember it. Ma was the one who found the ring and gave it to me at Shanna's wedding, and since then I've kept it in my wallet.

.....

I was leaving LA for good and leaving my house to my pal Jimmy to look after and move into.

After dinner, I take all my boxes with my personal belongings and place them in my room. I will deal with them later in life if ever needed. I call Ma, letting her know I will be home by early lunch, and she answers very coldly and tells me it's okay.

And after tonight, I'm ready to settle down and start a family of my own.

I mean, I'm forty-one, for crying out loud. These swimmers are even more likely to drown if I don't plant them somewhere.

I started up at the ceiling, daydreaming about how my life would have been if I didn't leave Boston; maybe I would've had a family of my own... I turn off the lamp and Dodger layers next to me, and I give him some cuddles and try to get some good shut-eye.

...

I've just landed in Boston, and before I left LA, I met up with Megan. She told me to just give her a call, and she can have statements sent and ready for the press. She gave me a hug, wished me all the best, and hoped I got the family I'd longed for.

I grab Dodger's leash and have him sit in the car as I load my things in the back. I run over to the other side, and the Uber takes off for Ma's home.

When the driver drops me off, Dodger runs off to the front door while I am slowly wheeling in my two suitcases.

I walk over to the front door and ring the bell and knock, but nothing happens.

I look under the mat and see the spare key. I use it and let Dodger in, and he starts to sniff around and bark, plants himself on the sofa, and goes to sleep. I walk further into the house.

"Ma?" I walk over and see a note on the table with a key.

The note said my room for a while is in the basement, and this is the key for the basement, and lunch is in the oven, and Ma is out with a friend.

Since when does Ma go out on a Friday afternoon? I shrug it off, and I wheel my things down to the basement.

I head downstairs, walk into one of the guest bedrooms, and decide to take a shower. After my shower, I head back upstairs and notice Ma is still not home. I heat up some food, eat it, and decide to take Dodger on a walk to his favorite park, which we used to go to all the time.

I pull on some running shoes and take his leash, and we take off. I text Tara, letting her know I need to find a new place, and we decide to meet up for dinner at Ma's tonight.

I've known Tara since I was in middle school; she has been one of my all-time best friends, but she and Lana never got along. I sort of remember Tara always bringing something up about Lana being selfish or using me for her money.

Recently, Tara got a divorce, and I wasn't there. I feel like a shy friend, so I also need to make up for that. Ma is inviting all my siblings for dinner tonight, and I called Tara and invited her as well.

...

I arrive at the park, and as I let Dodger off his leash, I notice it isn't busy for a Friday afternoon. Which I find a little strange.

I walk over to one of the beaches and take a seat, watching Dodger jump around, waggling his tail. I had a huge smile on my face. I really missed this place, and by the looks of it, so did Dodger.

After I let Dodger run around in the dog park, I called him over, and just as I put on his leash, he took off, catching me off guard. He starts to run in the other direction, running at full speed.

"Dodger! Bubba Stop! I yell after him, trying to catch up, but he is not stopping; in fact, he is running faster now.

What has gotten into him?

Dodger keeps running off across the dog park to the larger area of what looks like a children's park.

As I catch my breath, I hear a little baby crying, and Dodger is running faster.

I catch up to Dodger, and when I look up, I see him lying on top of a little girl as she giggles and Dodger licks her face.

The little girl is cooing to Dodger in some sort of baby nonsense...

I find it weird that Dodger only plants himself on humans he knows, and he is fully playing around with this baby he's never met.

"Dodger, you don't do that," I say, and I grab his leash, pulling him a little back off of her. I get a good look at this girl; she is wearing overalls, has pigtails, and has bright blue eyes.

I look at her jeans, and they are a little ripped, and she has a cut. I'm guessing she tripped on the tree root. I look around us, but I don't see anyone near us. I wonder where she came from and where her parents are.

"Swilly Doggy," I hear the little girl say as she is underneath Dodger and still giggling. I smile and move Dodger a little off of her.

"Hi, my name is Chris, and this is Dodger," I say, smiling and getting on her level.

"My nawe is Awia," she babbles as she pets Dodger as he starts to lick her tiny finger.

"Well, nice to meet you, Awia. Where is your mama? I say it, and then I hear it.

"Mawa," she says as her head turns, looking around.

"ARIA! ARIA, HONEY, WHERE ARE YOU? I hear a voice coming closer.

Just as I was turning, Dodger got up and ran across the grass, and I pulled him by his leash this time.

"Oh, my God, Aria. Here you are." I hear a voice coming closer. The voice... Lana's voice.

It's like the wind is sucking the wind out of me. It can't be, and then I see her standing far across the sidewalk. Her hair is in a ponytail, and she's wearing jeans with a black long-sleeved shirt. She's more beautiful than I can remember. Dodger gets up and runs toward Lana, almost taking her down.

Lana makes eye contact with me and wastes no time running up to the little girl and grabbing her, pulling her to her chest as she lets out a deep breath and kisses her head.

"Aria doesn't scare me like that. You were supposed to stay with Steven," she says.

"Ouchie, mawa," Aria says, pointing to her leg.

"Mawa, look dodgy doggy, Aria says as she gets distracted from what she was saying. Lana holds her close, kissing her chubby cheeks.

Just as I was about to say something, another man walked up to them.

I look over, and I don't see Lana wearing a ring or even this man.

"Oh my god, Aria," he says as he reaches and rubs her back, and Aria clings to her mother.

"Thank you; have a good day, Mr.," she says, leaving me and Dodger both baffled.

'Mister?' Did she really call me Mister?

"LANA!" I yell after her and I see her walk faster.

I see Lana walking away as Aria is babbling some more baby talk and waving to us, and Dodger is barking and nudging my leg to follow.

I am just frozen. Lana moved on and now has a baby. Maybe she's even married. I couldn't even get a word in, and she just walked away like nothing had happened. She didn't even acknowledge me or Dodger, and she just walked away. Did she not recognize me? I'm utterly shocked, as Dodger is whining.

...

I walk home with so many questions in my mind. I open the front door and take my shoes off, and Dodger runs into the kitchen, and I can smell Ma making something. I follow Dodger, and I walk in and see Ma in the kitchen cleaning up.

"Hey Ma," I say, walking over and hugging her.

"Welcome back home; how are you? She asks

"I just saw Lana in the park with her daughter," I say, and Ma's face changes all of a sudden.

Yeah, she had a baby two years ago after you left," Ma says while she rubs my back.

"I'm so sorry, Christopher," Ma says as she rubs my back.

"Are you ever going to tell me what happened between the two of you? Ma says, and I just look at her, and she frowns.

"You should get ready for dinner; everyone is coming soon. I nod and walk downstairs to get ready for tonight.

#andy barber #chris evans #chris jamal evans #chrisevans #christopher evans #steve rogers #chris evans pr #chris evans x reader #chris evans smut #chris evans angst #chris evans characters #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans fluff

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the-cat-and-the-birdie · 9 months

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idk why people think Miguel and Peter are the perfect father figures like they’re the worst ESPECIALLY MIGUEL HES SO VIOLENT

ionkno ima be honest miguel... Miguel might be my Tio. (not in the 'papi' way, he literally my uncle)

A RANT where I get progressively angrier and more confused at Miguel and Peter B.

[Peter B. Parker Hater Club]

Like....I can't defend him in anyway cause like my GOD, I've seen Peter fighting Green Goblins less violently. Miguel was being brolic as hell on a child.

But I like think that like...day to day.. he isn't as much of a (number of words that might be a bit too vulgar).

I...I don't know how to feel about him. Because on one hand we have the logic hints that he is normal most of the time - based on how people treat him. But we don't see that at all.

We never get to see Miguel OR the Society just exist and I don't think we will in the next movie cause there's no time plot-wise but considering what Miguel truly believes I'm like - maybe you just need to be put on ice for a minute. Look at yourself, you look insane.

I'm HOPING GOD IM HOPING that theres a scene where Miguel gets to Miles and just stops and is holding Miles down and now that Miles can't leave he just begs Miles not to make the same mistake he did, because he believes the even if Miles saves his dad - his dad will die anyway when the universe collapses (like Gabbie did).

just so we can see some range or like self-reflection from him. Because..if he's so guilty about Gabbie I assume he self-reflected a lot so he uhhh needs to do that...again.. right now.

And like....that's not how that works but it's like telling a flat earther that the earth is round. Until they go up and see it, they will have an argument for everything you say.

I trust Spider-people, and I trust them to be able to call out a evil person so I'm like...the Society is run so well, ALL of these spider-people can't be stupid - we know Insomnia Peter, we know Hobie. Hobie was there before Gwen so like...Miguel must've been, not bad enough for him to refuse??? I guess?????

I really have no idea about Miguel's character and it's a long movie so I understand not getting alone time with the Society but I'm like..

At WHAT point does Miguel stop and be like "What the fuck am I doing?" AT WHAT POINT DOES JESS OR PETER?

It's like.. (k now I'm mad) You're an ADULT!! And Miguel yeah I know it's a trauma response but standing there at that platform with dozens of people watching you. How is that not like waking up in a cold sweat!!

And realistically speaking - Miguel what are you gonna do? Forreal what are you gonna do?

Okay, so you lock him up and his dad dies. What about his next canon event. Some canon events you have to be active in. Like what if his canon event is marrying his MJ - what, are you gonna MAKE him marry her. What if his canon event is meeting Dr.Otto. What, you gonna make Miles work for him.

Even if this canon event happens it's not like Miles is gonna co-operate for any others??? So what is the goal?!?!?!

That's why I'm like nah, Miguel cannot be like this all the time. He can not be this blindly stupid because what he's doing is DUMBBBBBB

Im gonna be real even if a Spider-person had caught Miles, Miles would've tried to explain and be like 'please let me go', and because everyone else doesn't have the drive like Miguel, they'd probably be like "Oh shit, ok go on kid."

BUT PETERRRRRRR FUCK THIS DUD OKAY I HAVE A QUESTION

In the scene where he's like 'hold the baby' to Miles and his watch goes off- do you think he was purposely trying to give Miles up? Because that's what I thought. Someone the other day suggested that it was an accident and I was like "???"

NO MA'AM. No, Ma'am.

I always saw the scene as this:

Peter B. KNOWS Miles isn't gonna take off while holding MayDay. He's not, Miles not going to kidnap a baby.

So Peter is continually pestering Miles to hold MayDay, to get him to stay in while place, while he intentionally alerts them of his location. However, Miles won't take MayDay, and Peter's watch goes off.

Because Miles isn't holding her, his hands are free, and he can escape.

That's what I got from that, no?

Or you mean to tell me Peter's watch went off by itself? Maybe, but then what was with the 'Hold My Baby' shit? Why wouldn't he take 'no' for an answer?

He was using MayDay to trap Miles. Like are you fucking kidding me.

Wow, betraying his trust again AND manipulating him with that 'I had her cause of you!' speech.

Miguel - He's having a psychotic break, he's full Primal and honestly he needs to go somewhere. Perhaps a small red bubble and just..look at himself in the mirror. Like - fuck are you doing? The most, for no reason. Cut it out!

Peter - Nah, why are you even here? What are you getting out of this, seriously? Gwen HAS to be here, Hobie knows WHY he's here, Pav just GOT here. Why are you here? What do you get out of this? What, do they have free daycare or something at HQ. What even compelled you to be on Miguel's side in the first place. WHY DIDNT YOU FIGHT HIM THE SECOND HE MENTIONED MILES NEGATIVELY

Like Peter doesn't have the trauma Miguel has, he doesn't have the professionalism Jess has, and he doesn't have the brains Hobie does. What is he adding to this society, what is he getting out of it?

He's just THERE. Being a NUISANCE and I MEAN THAT!!!

You can't tell me Lyla be looking at missions and be like 'Oh yeah we need to get Peter B. on the case' NO!

And then to not help Gwen and also try and rat Miles out????????? He should fall into a 'metaphor for capitalism' if u know what i mean

Jess - She's literally doing her job and going home at 5:00:01 and as someone who is anti-work....understood ma'am have a nice day but also maybe reconsider your parenting practices before that baby gets here, just a suggestion.

Rio and Jeff are the only adults with some sense in this movie. Captain Stacy, you're fine but you're on thin fucking ice.

Fuck Peter B. All my Hobies hate Peter B. (not a typo)

And Miguel:

"I - I can't even with you."

#this is ALL OVER THE PLACE #no proofread per usu #miguel ohara #miguel o hara #miguel o'hara #peter b parker #peter b #miles morales #gwen stacy #spiderman #spider man #spidergwen #spider gwen #atsv #across the spiderverse

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midniiights-garden · 3 months

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Anyone else just get super fucking mad seeing M*kio near Mizu? Like, this isn't even because I'm in love with her anymore it's because he's such a fucking shitty ass person not to mention HE'S OLD AS SHIT GRANDPA LOOKING CRUSTY ASS MOTHERFUCKER. Like ok, I get that it was normal during that time but this is also kinda like saying I should still be with an older dude bc its lowkey highkey normalized in my culture like. Is it normal? Yes. Is it ok? ABSOLUTELY THE FUCK NOT. Like idk I just really needed to yap abt it because it was actually driving me insane.

It may also be because I just got like triple heartbreak recently sooooo... projection? Yes? Probably? Like, how am I supposed to explain that I'm in love with a fictional character who has a shitty lovelife and yet you also somehow manage to match it? Like? Is it normal to be left by everyone or is it just me? Like, this is the 8th person? Am I cursed? And yeah, I may be the problem but whenever I ask it's always like "no, there was nothing wrong with you I just don't like you lol". LIKE?!? FOR THE 8TH TIME?!? DOES EVERYONE JUST NOT LIKE ME LIKE THAT?!?

Conclusion: I am getting married to a cardboard cutout of Mizu./hj

#mizu blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai #i love women #mizu #wlw #i love fictional characters #mizu come home the kids miss you #i love the traumatized sword lady

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luke-hughes43 · 4 months

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Bella's toxic ex | Ethan and Bella

this is gonna be from bella's pov! takes place a few months after they start dating (so during freshman year), and the conversation gets triggered by something that happened at a party and bella's behavior. (we're calling her ex Jake btw)

*also Trigger Warning⚠️: mentions of abuse/sa under the cut!*

bella's pov

so I'm at a party with Ethan. I don't remember what the party was for but I'm here. I'm not really having the best time but Ethan is so I don't wanna tell him that I want to leave. we've been together for a few months and it's been great. he's so much better than Jake ever was but I still catch myself falling into the habits had when I was with Jake. like right now, I wanna leave and just cuddle alone but Jake would never leave a party early so I never asked.

I kinda just hide in the corner away from everyone for as long as I can before Ethan comes over and finds me. he's not too drunk which is nice. he smiles when he sees me, "there you are! I've been looking for you. you ok baby?"

"yea. I'm ok. you having fun eth?"

"yea. I always have fun when I'm with the boys. are you having fun pretty girl?"

"yea." I say quietly. I can tell that he doesn't believe me but he lets it slide for now. he says, "I'm up next for pong against Luke, wanna come?"

"yea but I'll catch up with you. I'm gonna get some air before coming over." I say with a small smile. I go up on my tip toes and kiss his cheek before heading out to the back deck. I leave before giving him a chance to say anything.

I force my way through the massive amount of people here and outside to the back deck of the house. I sit on the stairs and take a deep breath. I feel someone sit next to me and it's none other than my best friend in the whole world, Stella. she says, "you ok?"

"yea. just overwhelmed. I wanna go back to the dorms and relax but Ethan is having a great time and I'm afraid to ask him to go."

"oh hon. he's not Jake. you can ask him to leave. I promise."

"I'm just so stuck in my ways I don't know anything else. this is the first relationship I've been in since Jake, I don't know how to do this stel. be in a healthy relationship. I'm scared."

"I know babes, I know. come on, let's go find Ethan and Luke and tell Ethan that you wanna go. he's not Jake, he's not gonna be mad at you. just try bells."

I mumble and nod, "ok."

I get up and follow Stella to where our boyfriends are playing pong. Stella immediately tucks herself under luke's arm and I timidly go over to Ethan. I shyly hold his non tossing hand and he smiles at me, "hey beautiful. I was beginning to think you got lost."

I shake my head no but don't say anything. I stayed tucked into ethan's side while he finishes the game with luke. Stella and I have a silent argument with our faces of her trying to get me to tell Ethan.

I concede after Ethan beats Luke. I get his attention and quietly say, "can we go home?"

"what was that baby? I couldn't hear you."

I go up to my tip toes to say closer to his ear so he can hear, "can we go home?"

"yea of course. let's go say bye to the boys and then I'll get you home." he says softly and he quickly maneuvers us through the people so that he can say bye to the boys. he takes us out to his car and drives us back to the dorms.

I stay quiet the whole way back to the dorm just fidgeting with my fingers and avoiding ethan's gaze. he reaches over and tries to put his hand on my thigh like he normally does when he drives and I just tense up.

Ethan pulls his hand away and the car ride back to the dorms is eerily quiet. I don't wait for Ethan to put the car in park before I get out and start walking inside. I'm so riddled with anxiety that he's mad at me for leaving early and I don't wanna face it.

he catches up and tries to get me to say anything to him, "baby, what's going on? you were really quiet on the way back."

I shake my head and just go inside. he follows after me and puts his jacket over me to keep me warm guiding me inside and up to my dorm. Stella already told me that she was staying with Luke so Ethan coming with wasn't a big deal. once we get into my room, I ask so quiet that I didn't think he heard me, "are you mad at me?"

"what? no, of course not. why would you think I'm mad bells?"

"about leaving the party early."

"absolutely not. if you want to leave early, I want you to tell me. I'll leave with you. I don't care how much fun I'm having, if you don't wanna be there then I don't wanna be there. baby, what's going on?"

"I was never allowed to leave early with Jake. I had to stay until he was ready to go. the one and only time I ever asked Jake to leave early, he berated me in front of everyone and then I had to wear hoodies and cake makeup onto myself for 2 weeks after the facts to hide the bruises. that was the junior prom, the first time he hit me."

"i'm sorry. i had no idea."

"no one did. i don't talk about it. stella is the only one who knows and luke bc he was the one who got jake to end things."

"If you wanna tell me, i'll listen."

"ok. it's kinda a lot."

"whatever it is bella, i promsie i'm here to listen. it's not gonna change anything between useither, i promsie. i love you and that won't change."

"so jake and i started dating in the fall of junior year. at first it was great. and then it wasn't. it was a gradual thing, and i didn't een notice it until it was too late and i was too scared. he was the star quaterback and i was a star on the field and a cheerleader so it was destined to be. the night of junior prom was the first night i realized how bad our relationship had become but i felt trapped with no escape and that no one would believe me. he often would berate for being shy and not a big people person and always told me that i need to talk to people and go out more if i was gonna be dating him. and told me that i needed to grow up and stop acting like a child for being shy and not liking being in crowds of people. i thought he was right and so i forced myself to go out with him all the time and drink and party even if i didn't want to. i would often get blackout drunk so i didn't have to worry about being uncomfortable anymore. he was often the worst when he was drunk, that's when he'd slap me or sometimes punch in the face and not even realize he did it. this went on for about a year, so until about graduation ish. luke is actually the reason i'm not with jake anymore. and jake was really jealous of luke despite luke being so deeply in lvoe with my best friend."

"how so?"

"he was out in new york for the prom with stella and saw how jake was acting towards me at the after party. it was luke's first time meeting him because i always stayed away whenever luke was out there because he didn't get much time with stella. luke knew i was shy and reserved person, he's the same, and so he was confused when he saw how i acted around jake. but it made sense when the only time that jake acknowledged me was when i was with him being the center of attention and had a drink in my hand. later that night, after i had way too much to drink and just wanted to go home, jake got handsy. i had switched to water at this point to sober up a little so my hangover wouldn't be too bad the next day since i had a game. jake was still drunk as a skunk and getting really handsy after i told him no, he did not like that. that one thing jake hated the most, being told no. he was forcing himself onto me and if it wasn't for luke pulling him off of me, i don't knw what would've happened. the next day, i broke up with him and never looked back. the worst thing was that it ruined me dating again until i met you."

"bella. i'm sorry, you didn't deserve that. what happened to jake after that?"

"he signed his NLI to like maryland i think and i haven't heard from him since. as far as i can tell, he's living a great life being QB1 for maryland but i blocked him on everything and his number so he can't get in contact with me. that was also part of why i never said anything, he was a D1 football commit and i was committed to michigan so it would've been a he said she said. and i was afraid michigan softball would pull my offer if i tried to take it to court or anything so i just stayed silent."

"oh baby. i'm sorry for all of it. i don't really know what else i can say. is there anything i can do?"

"just hold me please. that was the scariest thing i've ever done because i've never told anyone before." i say and break down into tears. ethan pulls me close and has a tight grip on me. he rubs a soothing hand on my back and it calms me down. ethan pulls away just enough to wipe my tears and kiss me softly.

"you are always safe with me isabella murphy. i promise to never let anything like that happen to you again. i love you so much pretty girl, so much." he says while holding me close.

i croak out, "i love you too ethan."

we spend the rest of the night cuddling and him holding me close to him. i eventually fall asleep in his arms and on his chest and i've never felt more safe and loved by someone then i do right now. i know he really means it when he says he'll never let it happen again.

ethan edwards is my soulmate and will protect me for as long as he can. and i will love him for as long as god let's me.

#bella murphy #ethan edwards #umich hockey

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goldkrone-struggle-tweets · 11 months

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If you haven't already, could you elaborate on Mythos being similar to Dios?

@acetaminophriends oh my friend

(warning for utena and princess tutu spoilers, some princess tutu ending negativity)

others have said a lot more on this topic, and really I don't have many new thoughts on it, exactly. but I am so extraordinarily Normal about it that I'll take any slight opportunity to talk about it again. SO BASICALLY. compare and contrast utena duel 34 with the opener to tutu episode 24. you have a couple of archetypal selfless princes, who love everyone and whom everyone loves...

...to the exclusion of all else.

they try to save everyone with no regard to their own health or happiness, because that's what you do as the prince archetype/christ allegory/male hero figure. unfortunately, though, that doesn't go too well if you're a real person trying to embody the archetype. both of them drive themselves to near death (for dios it's before anthy seals him, for mytho it's losing everyone he cares about and getting stuck fighting an endless battle) trying to embody this ideal and defeat the evils of the world. and they earn only the hatred/jealousy of the people in the process, because even with all that, dios and mytho still couldn't give them what they wanted! they still couldn't suffer and die for enough people, or couldn't love every person exclusively and suffer and die in a special way for each one of them. which is unreasonable, especially because every time, this is just some kid. literally a teenager. but even so, it's Oops! All Swords (until anthy sacrifices herself) or Oops! All Birds (until mytho sacrifices himself, because he has to be both the dios and the anthy in his own story arc, I guess. can't have shit in goldkrone).

and being used for the selfish ends of others for so long gives them a lot of built-up resentment and a bit of a warped perspective on love! dios obviously has his corruption arc into akio, becoming purely self-interested and seeking to regain the power of dios for the sake of power itself. obviously, that's not justified, but justifying the actions of a Fictional Character and an Allegory is really a futile pursuit. he serves the purpose of examining toxic masculinity and the prince archetype and how aspiring to that ideal can warp someone's mind, and other such things that have been said before by better posters than me, and that's Interesting to look at. and as a character, that's all you really need to be. mytho thinks that "people only love because they want to be loved", stemming from everyone wanting to monopolize his love and Just Get In A Romantic Relationship With Me Already (for more information, profile picture), only thinking of themselves and not really him at all. imo, that's really similar to how "[anthy] was the only one who truly loved [dios]." the show straight up did not let him be mad about it, though, even with the raven's blood, but that's a post for another time. but it sure does hint at that resentment and those feelings on the topic being there! princess tutu hints at a lot of interesting things, really. just doesn't do anything with them.

is it possible for people to be happy without the attention and love of this one figure? is it possible for them to live for themselves? nope! in fact, fuck you for even implying it, we are going to stab you to death with one million swords/turn into birds and try to peck out your heart. this is also why I think prinz und rabe is a time loop even though Rue Exists, because the people still haven't changed. and the last time someone claimed a prince for themselves alone...

...this happened.

anthy and dios are both really important and interesting characters to me. rose crest changed my brain chemistry when I first watched it. and it's so fucking disappointing how tutu took a dios who was still, ostensibly, a decent person. a dios who has a character and screentime and established relationships with others. a character that was poised to formulate a proper response to duel 34. and then said "k, go back to that same fate. it's what you're supposed to do." when we ALL KNOW WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME. BOTH IN THE STORY AND OUT OF IT. EUGH. this isn't to say that I think mytho is going to become akio, just... this isn't healthy, or good for him, even if it is what he originally was. they really could have let him move past the archetype, now that he's a fully realized human being and has been changed by his experiences outside the story (heron and schaf have made a lot of good meta on this topic). they could have looked at utena and the tragedy of the rose and said "okay, that was self-sacrifice and performance of gender roles to the bitter end. it didn't work. here's what you actually do about it," especially since princess tutu already portrays self-sacrifice negatively and is a show, supposedly, about defying fate and challenging established narratives. but they didn't, because as always, Show Hates Mytho. and I'll die mad about it. or write a fanfic, I don't know.

sorry, this was only a little me answering your question, I just have a lot of Feelings on this topic. tl;dr: the real villain of princess tutu and utena was society. who would have thought.

#princess tutu #meta #asks #utena #mytho #dios #pt negative-ish #also they both have extremely silly names #mytho = myth/mythos and dios = god. enough said there really.#this took a bit because anthy kept psychic blasting my phone every time I tried to take an utena screenshot #doesn't want me to diospost. I'm so sorry girl I'll make a post about you later I prommy #acetaminophriends #mysterious and transmutable #I FORGOT to update the tag on maybe my one good post

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I’m so excited you like Steve Crain too! He’s been a favorite character of mine for years at this point, and doesn’t deserve the hate he gets.

It bothers me when people don’t recognize the responsibility that weighs on characters. They essentially lost both of their parents at the same time, and you know Steve had to be the one to step up.

This isn’t just applicable to Haunting of Hill House, of course. But I’ve noticed that fans vilify the characters that aren’t victimized as obviously / aren’t the main character.

Anyways, just wanted to share with a fellow Steve-enjoyed lol

New Bestie - same. I got into a very heated discussion about how if the Crain siblings are supposed to represent the 5 stages of grief, the fandom has Steve and Shirley switched around, because everyone says that Steve is Denial and Shirley is Bargaining.

Meanwhile, in the show, Steve spends his adult life going around not necessarily trying to debunk ghosts, but hoping that maybe this time, it will be ghosts, because then maybe his family will just be a different kind of crazy. He says his mom and his sister are sick, and they needed help. He reminds me more of Fox Mulder - the "I want to believe" vibe. But he also is in the unique position of seeing ghosts and not knowing about it. All of his ghosts are people with jobs, moving around the house like normal people. Everyone hears the dogs at night, not just him. He doesn't hear banging on the walls, he doesn't see creepy zombies in the basement, he doesn't have his future self freaking the hell out of him his entire life. He sees his mom - and as far as he's concerned (because this is a horror show, not supernatural, the world he occupies is the one we're in - no vampires and ghosts, etc, and that is Understood) it's just the mental illness that has gone through his whole family finally catching up with him. Anyone in this world who has a family member swear they're being stalked by a faceless ghost while they're high on drugs is going to come to same conclusion Steve does, which is that they're nuts. BUT - he looks for any signs that he is wrong. And I'm still mad that they cut out part of the first episode that has Steve refusing to write about his family anymore, no matter the price, while driving by an accident where he sees multiple people standing around, but when he turns away and the camera is the only one on the accident, you only see the firefighters/first responders.

Meanwhile, Shirley is 100% in denial about everything, including what her own ghosts were. In her House Nightmare at the end, she even denies what actually happened - in her version, she doesn't have an affair. The House actually calls her out on "But that's not what happened, is it?" When Steve is doing CPR on his dying brother, Shirley's first words are "This isn't real". She denies Luke from going to Nell's wedding. She denies that their mother had anything wrong with her, she's in denial that she's running her own business into the ground, she's in denial about the death of the kittens, she's in denial about ghosts too - even though she has much more explicit contact with them with the knocking, and with a witness both times (Theo). She's in denial about the night that they had to flee Hill House. Like if she says it often enough, then it will be true that her family is fine and nothing is wrong.

Sorry. Long rant. But I love this character and this show so much and no one ever wants to talk about it (except @amandagaelic, and she has listened to me for literally hours at this point). One of these days, I will actually finish the Haunting of Hill House fic I have, and it will be posted.

We might all be dead from old age, or so senile we don't even remember the source material, but I'll stipulate in my will that it has to be posted. :-D

AND YES - people have a weird habit of like...picking one character to defend and that's the end of it. No one else can do any right and that character can do no wrong. I see it in Yellowstone fandom a lot. Or in Marvel (the Steve/Tony argument made me leave it altogether). I don't know if it's because fandoms are now predominantly younger, louder/more obnoxious from the safety net of internet anonymity or what, but Seeing Things from Someone Else's Point of View seems to be a lost art in both media and reality.

#thank you for coming to my TED talk #about haunted houses #and how people don't understand characters #I will talk to anyone who wants to discuss Steven Crain #Steven Crain my beloved #the poor older sibling who is the only one who actually wants to address issues #versus sweep them under the rug or just ignore them #and that poor baby unravels FAST after he sees Nell morph in front of him from his sister to a ghost #and I have a theory that's how Steven sees the supernatural #like it's everyday things until someone tells him otherwise #because Nell didn't change until his father told him she was dead #and as reality sunk in Nell morphed #and never looked human again #steven crain #haunting of hill house

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embie-the-buttercup · 1 year

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Random childhood crushes I had

Bernard from The Santa Clause

I think this one is pretty much self explanatory, we all had a crush on him.

Ian from What a Girl Wants

Still a pretty standard and normal crush. That hair was so cool when I was like 7.

Dapne from Sccoby-Doo

Who am I kidding, I still have a crush on Sarah Michelle Gellar, she's so pretty. Little me had confusing fellings about her in those short dresses.

Velma's friend from Scooby-Doo

This man doesn't even have a name but I was so gone for him. The hair, the eyes, the goatee, the shirt... I still love him. Somebody give a name to my boy. (And I'm still mad that they didn't let him have a kiss with Velma. I know she was supposed to be gay, but if you didn't make her gay, and made her have a crush on Seth Green in the second movie, she at least could've had this beauty of a man...)

Both Robin and Maria from The Secret of Moonacre

Such an underrated movie. I loved Maria, she was so sweet and pretty and my little heart could barely handle the scene where she wakes up with curly hair (I couldn't find a picture.) And let's be honest, everyone who watched this movie had a crush on Robin with his stupid little bowler hat and smudged eyeliner. (Oh so that's where my obsession with men in eyeliner came from...)

Simon from Nanny McPhee

I still have a crush on Thomas Brodie-Sangster. He was my first ever celebrity crush. There used to be a giant poster of Nanny McPhee in the hallway of my elementary school and I used to go to that part of the school just to look at him. I had no other business in that part, I took trips to see him. I still would, tbh.

Audrey from Atlantis: The Lost Empire

She's cool, she's badass, she's pretty, she's witty. I was whipped the moment she came on screen. I loved that she was a strong female character surrounded by men and she was treated as equal. Same goes for Helga (but she was evil so little me drew the line there) and Kida too (I don't know why but I preferred Audrey over her. Maybe because the scene where she's taken by the crystal freaked me out a kid.).

Vinny from Atlantis: The Lost Empire

He's the funniest of them all. There's nothing else neccessary for me to develop a crush.

Cinderella from Cinderell II: Dreams Come True

Let's be clear, Cinderella from the second movie. Not the original, not third with the time travelling AU. This Cinderella was sweet but independent, confident and determined. And she had a great wardrobe. I loved her so much.

Linda from Rio

Specifically this scene. The part where she drives the motorcycle also did things to me at 13 but I was done for when she put on this costume.

Fly from Help! I'm a Fish

Now, we're getting into weird territory. For those of you who haven't seen this movie, for most of the runtime he's a fish. And yet, I had such a big crush on him. He was a hot fish, okay?

Mr Tumnus from The Cronicles of Narnia

I might out myself as a furry now, but I don't even find James McAvoy that attractive without the faun make up. MAybe I had a crush on him because of his personality. Let's just say it was that.

Nico from Rio

I know, I know, he's a bird. But have you seen the part at the party when he says "Party in Ipanema, baby!"? That's hot, okay? I might or might not have written self insert fanfiction about him and myself (as bird of course)...

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gojosoath · 1 year

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wilted grace — nanami/gojo fic

MINORS DON'T INTERACT // 18+ ONLY!

pairing: nanami kento x gojo satoru x fem!reader (uses she/her pronouns) x poly relationship

tags: romance x angst x smut x polyamory x AU (no sorcerer stuff in this au, nanami and gojo are just normal dudes living in a normal world, lol)

warnings: a bit of an age gap (everyone is a consenting adult fyi) x implications of SA done to Y/N x Y/N has a panic attack x dissociation summary: (AU) The story follows Y/N, Nanami and Gojo in a polyamorous relationship; the three of them navigating the new dynamic relationship for the first time in their lives. The three of them begin exploring aspects both emotionally and sexually, finding themselves on a complex journey of facing their inner demons and also healing themselves.

Table of Contents // my ao3 // taglist form taglist: @adequate-superstar ; @chifuxu ; @moonlightchildz ; @crown5 ; @frankiesteins-world ; @peachytears11 ; @chaneleden ; @soumies ; @nanamingojo ; @sunfairyy ;

a/n: umm so sorry for not updating in a while. my writers block is the worst...i have no excuses, forgive me yall. enjoyy x :)

Part 11: One, Two, Three... (wc: 3.1k)

8 hours earlier

“Mr. Kento, do you realize what you have done by leaving early and not even attending the conference you were supposed to lead?” The boss’ voice is sharp and cold, making Nanami pinch the bridge of his nose. He paces the hallway, letting his boss bite his head off for leaving the business trip too early.

“I notified you that it was an emergency, something came up,” Nanami reminds him.

“Last minute,” His boss retorts, “it did not give us enough time to send in a backup.”

“I know, I know,” Nanami rubs the back of his neck hoping that it will somewhat give his tense muscles some relief. When he gets to the end of the hallway, he stops in his steps when he sees you and Gojo in the kitchen; you are crying in the high chair while Gojo is kneeling, both of your guys’ hands together. Nanami tunes out his boss continuing to give him a hard time, while he continues to watch the two of you. He doesn’t hear what Gojo says but he sees his lips moving. For some odd reason, Nanami doesn’t feel jealous but rather…thankful? Even though Nanami doesn't fully understand it, he feels he should be jealous.

“...I’m expecting you in the office tomorrow, we will talk about the details then…” Nanami hears his boss say.

“Hmm,” Nanami hums, his mind completely occupied with something else. The call ends, and Nanami is left standing there, phone to his ear and watching as the two of you continue eating breakfast.

Nanami walks back into the kitchen, coming up to your side and placing a kiss on top of your head. Your eyes are red and your cheeks slightly wet but you still smile at Nanami, making his heart feel like it’s melting.

“You doing better?” Nanami asks you.

You sniffle, “Yes, thank you,” You whisper to him. Nanami glances at Gojo and he seems preoccupied stuffing his face with pancakes.

“I can take you back to your dorm,” Nanami tells you, his hand rubbing gentle circles on your back.

Your club dress is in a plastic bag that Gojo had secured for you to take home. You sheepishly thank Gojo and Nanami notices the light blush spread across your cheeks. Nanami takes you downstairs to his car, you look awfully tired. The drive to your dorm consists of you two holding hands, his thumb rubbing gentle circles on your hand.

At a stoplight, Nanami continues to reassure you, “Don’t worry about my job, everything is going to be okay.”

“But is your boss mad at you?” You press on.

Nanami sighs, “He’s not the happiest.”

“Please, just be honest with me,” You plea wearily.

The light turns green and Nanami steps on the gas, “He’s pissed off,” He finally says.

You nod your head, “That’s the feeling I got…” Your voice trails off, and then you add, “is he going to fire you?”

“No,” Nanami consoles, “I’m probably just going to get an earful.”

You inhale shakily, looking out the window, “I’m sorry, Nanami.”

Nanami brings the back of your hand which he holds to his lips and presses a soft kiss, “Nothing to be sorry about, you always come first.”

You turn your head to look at him, eyes shimmering with tears, “It means a lot,” You whisper. Nanami parks the car once he’s made it to your dorm parking lot. He looks calm on the outside, but you know that he’s wanting to talk to you about something. You’re the one to initiate it, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m worried about what happened last night,” Nanami voices.

“Are you suspicious something happened between Gojo and me?”

Nanami shakes his head, “No, not you two. It’s about what happened at the club. Do you remember how you ended up on the second floor?”

You look lost in thought when Nanami asks you the question, face becoming pale. He doesn’t push it any further, he embraces you in a hug. You find yourself crying into his chest again, his lips against the crown of your head.

“It’s okay,” Nanami says softly, his hands rubbing circles on your back, “we don’t need to talk about it right now. Just know I’m here when you’re ready.”

“I’m sorry,” You blabber into his chest, “I’m so sorry,” You have, your body trembling in his hold.

“What are you sorry about?” Nanami holds your face in his hands, his thumbs wiping at your tears. “You haven’t done anything wrong, my love.”

You’re hyperventilating again, tasting nothing but the saltiness from your tears, “I’m sorry,” You keep repeating.

“Baby,” Nanami persists, “hey, look at me.”

“I’m sorry!”

“For what?” Nanami asks, his brows pulled together in concern, his brown eyes scanning your face.

“I don’t know what is wrong with me!” Your voice cracks and your fingers are wrapped around Nanami’s wrists where you squeeze them.

“Hey, Y/N, look at me,” Nanami continues to try to ground you, “you’re okay, I’m here.”

You finally bring your gaze to meet him, biting your bottom lip to close off any more cries that threaten to fall past your mouth. You don’t know what it is, and your heart stops for a moment, you love Nanami but there’s more space in your heart than you know it;

“I think I like Gojo, too.” Nanami is silent, his gaze doesn’t break away from yours. You can’t seem to put a pause to what’s spilling from you, “I like you…I like Gojo, too.”

You hold your breath, you’re expecting Nanami to retaliate in disgust, in anger. Instead, he surprises you when he hugs you again, pressing a kiss to your hairline; “That’s okay,” His voice vibrates against you, “I accept all your feelings.”

“I don’t know why I feel this way,” You say wearily into his chest, closing your eyes as he gives your body a light squeeze, “it’s not possible, right?”

“I don’t know,” Nanami says, “we’ll figure it out together.”

“Are you mad at me?”

“Not for a moment,” Nanami reassures you, giving you another kiss, ��I just want you to be happy.”

Nanami walks with you up to your room, and thankfully your roommate is already in the room. She is relieved to see you, hugging you the moment she sees you and explaining how sorry she was that the two of you got drifted away. Nanami helps you get into bed, tucking you in and sitting beside you until you’re drifting off into sleep. Nanami doesn’t leave without a kiss on your forehead and then heads out where he knows he will have to meet up with Gojo to talk with him.

┅

“What?” Gojo asks.

“She said she likes you…that she likes both of us.”

Again, Gojo says, “What?”

“That's why I asked you if you liked her,” Nanami says, “again, it’s okay if you do.”

Gojo's palms are sweaty, “She is very pretty,” He confesses, attentively watching Nanami’s reaction.

Nanami agrees, “I know, she’s gorgeous.”

“She seems nice,” Gojo continues, “so…I might like her?” Even Gojo is confused, he’s not sure what he feels either.

“I know this is a lot,” Nanami steps in, “I just feel we should get together and talk about this,” he shrugs his shoulders.

“Look, you can like multiple people at the same time,” Gojo retaliates, “so, I’m sure it’s just a crush that will fade away.”

“Can I be honest with you?”

“Yes, of course.”

“I don’t think I’d mind her dating the both of us…” Now it’s Nanami’s turn to attentively watch for Gojo’s reaction, and Gojo is caught off guard.

“You want her to date me?!”

“If she wants to, I’d be okay with it,” Nanami clarifies, “would you be okay with that?”

“I’ve never…” Gojo’s voice trails off, and then tries again, “I’ve never been in a relationship with more than one person.”

“Neither have I.”

“Is this what Y/N said she’s willing to try?”

Nanami says, “I was thinking the three of us would go out for dinner and discuss it.”

“If you two are comfortable with that, sure, we can do that,” Gojo agrees.

Nanami and Gojo hold each other’s gazes, the two men sharing an undeniable silence between the two of them. Brown eyes holding blue ones, they take a sip from their drinks in sync as the world around them continues to rustle.

┅

You’re awoken by your phone vibrating with a text message. After Nanami had dropped you off, you were lights out. It feels as if you’ve been sleeping for days but when you take a look at the time on your phone screen, it’s only been a couple of hours. You have a text message from Nanami;

Nanami: Hey love, just got back to my place. Hope you’re sleeping well. I miss you and love you

You sit up in bed, rubbing your eyes to adjust to the brightness on your phone screen. You receive another text from Nanami;

Nanami: I also talked with Gojo earlier, know we both support you

You feel your heart beating fast, at the thought of Nanami and Gojo talking about you — were you being narcissistic? It wasn’t that, it was something else. Something that had crossed your mind and heart several times; you wanted to be with both of them. You’re pressing Nanami’s contact icon and putting the phone to your ear, which he picks up in a heartbeat;

“Y/N,” His deep voice reminds you of home, “how are you doing? Did you sleep well?”

You bring your knees up to your chest, warmth making its way up to your cheeks, “Yes, I did. How are you?”

“I’m good, just worried about you.”

Your fingers play with the edge of your blanket, “Can I see you?”

“Of course,” He says, “it’s pretty late, too. Did you want to stay over?”

You nod eagerly, “Yes, I do.”

“Get your stuff ready, I’m on my way.”

┅

The two of you don’t talk about the elephant in the room on the car ride to Nanami’s place — at least, not yet. Once you two got into his place, Nanami hugged you. His scent overwhelms your senses, his arms around your waist tightening. You allow yourself to relax against his figure, feeling through his work shirt the defined muscles that lie beneath it. You feel that you could melt into him for how safe he feels as his arms engulf your figure. The two of you put your foreheads against one another, you can feel the heat radiating off from his body. Your hands are placed over his chest, your fingers fidgeting with the desire to remember how he feels until that’s all you can breathe.

“I know I’ve already said this,” Nanami’s hands move up to either side of your jaw, his fingers laced behind your ear and in your hair. He guides your head up towards him, “but I’ve missed you so much.”

You sigh, “I’ve missed you, too…so badly,” you’re the one to lean in so your lips meet his. The kiss is sensual and soft, the two of you taking your time drowning in each other’s taste. Nanami leans his head to the side for more access and you mirror his actions, opening your mouth for him. You feel him shudder as he slips his tongue into your mouth, lapping against the top of your tongue. Your hands grip the material of his shirt by his shoulders, his other arm inviting you to clash against his body by pushing your lower back into him.

You can feel his hardened bulge against your lower half, which makes you let out a strained whine into his mouth. Both of you pull back to catch your breaths but you have more in mind. You don’t waste time, you get down on your knees in front of him, your hands placed onto his thighs, and push him until his back comes in contact with the front door. Surprise is plastered across his features at your brazen ways, your nails running down his thighs as you say;

“Can I?” You motion with a nod of your head towards his bulge. You see Adam's apple go up as he swallows, still looking taken off guard. His eyebrows furrow in submission, eyes softening as his hand goes to the back of your head, his fingers threading throughout your hair.

He breathes out a ‘yes,’ and your fingers work at his zipper and button. You’re practically salivating at the thought of having him in your mouth, but that’s the thing, he deserves you to take your time with him. You push his pants down past his knees, pooling down by his ankles. You press your palm against his clothed bulge, making his hold on your hair tighten followed by a muffled moan. You press the flat of your tongue against his clothed bulge, your eyelids fluttering close with heavy pleasure.

Nanami doesn’t mean to, but due to the friction of your tongue against his aching cock makes his hips jerk forward. He knew himself to always be composed, being able to stay rigid no matter what circumstances went around him. But with you, with your hot tongue against his bulge and how you look on your knees for him — he was falling apart at the seams. Your fingers made their way to the top of his boxers and pulled them down, with his hardened cock springing up and falling against your already open mouth. You had your tongue out, too. Nanami wasn’t even aware of how hard he was panting, sweat building by his temples.

“Put it in your mouth,” He finds himself saying, pulling your head back by the hair so that the tip of his penis comes in contact with your tongue. You make his wish come true and wrap your sweet lips around his head, looking up at him, and Nanami understands. “Suck on it,” He instructs you, your cheeks hollow as you do so. He puts his cheek against his shoulder, a shaky breath dancing out from his lips.

“Fuck,” He grunts as you take him in even further, he can’t help but feel both surprised and proud as to how this is only your second time giving head and you already feel like you’ve been doing it for years. You bob your head up and down, your hand accompanying his heavy balls, giving it small squeezes.

“Good girl,” Nanami praises you in a rasped tone, “just like that, suck me off like the good girl you are.”

His words only make you take him in even deeper until it touches the back of your throat and you gag. You pull back, a string of thick salvia stretching from the tip of his bright pink cock and connecting to your bottom lip. Nanami swipes his thumb across your lower lip, your glistening eyes holding his gaze. He has never been this way before; yes, he’s had his cock sucked before by his previous relationship but it was just good. Whatever this was, it was the gates of heaven. His body was burning — no, trembling from the inside, and out.

Nanami bends down with his thumb and the rest of his fingers pinching your cheeks, your lips puckered out. He gathers saliva in his mouth and says, “Open wide, princess,” and like the good girl you are, you do so. He lets his spit dangling from his mouth and into yours, swallowing all of it. It was like he was a completely different person from you, never in a million years would he think that he would be this…filthy.

You grab his dick and put it back into your mouth, your other hand going on top of his that continues to hold your hair. You give it a nudge and Nanami pushes some more against the back of your head. At first, you have to take some breaths of air and Nanami is patient throughout all of it, “You’re doing so good,” He reassures you, “you’re making daddy so proud.”

Once he’s back in your mouth, Nanami finds a rhythm of pushing your head back and forth on his cock. The sounds of you choking are making his vision go blurry, his breath catching in his throat when he feels you drag your nails down his thighs.

“You should see yourself,” Nanami is a rambling mess, “how good you look…choking on my dick, angel.” You come back to catch your breath, his precum and saliva glistening around your mouth and running down your chin. “As much as I want to cum in your mouth,” Nanami breathes out, “I want to be inside of you more.”

You nod your head eagerly at him, standing up on shaking legs to indulge in a sloppy, fervent kiss. His strong arms lift you by your legs which wrap around his waist as he brings the two of you to the island in his kitchen that’s right by his front door. His hands roam your body eagerly yet attentively, his lips on your neck that give you open-mouthed kisses. His tongue against your skin sends shivers to tremble you in your bones. You lean your body back, setting your palms on the island counter.

Nanami’s large hands are all over you, he’s pushing your shirt up and his mouth latches around your nipples. He needs you so badly that he’s impatient. Your back arches into him while his other hand works down at your pants, moving underneath the fabric until you feel his fingers against your clothed pussy. You're unbuttoning his shirt, you’re impatient as well. Both of you are panting messes as the two you undress one another until you’re both bare. Your shirt is pulled over your shirt, while Nanami’s is pushed off his shoulders. Your pants and underwear are thrown somewhere to the side. He tugs at your hardened nipple with his teeth, looking up at you to watch your reaction. You hiss from the pain but it feels so good. Nanami trails kiss down your navel and stomach until his head is between your legs.

He plunges his face into your wet pussy, tongue licking over your plush nub. You let out cries of pleasure, your fingers in his hair. He lets out a growl against your pussy, followed by plunging two fingers into your wet entrance. Your thighs tremble, not even realizing how fast you’re reaching your orgasm. Nanami can tell, with his tongue working at your nub and fingers curling up inside you. Just as you're about to reach your high, the doorbell rings.

You and Nanami stop dead in your tracks, nothing but the sound of your heaving breaths can be heard. Nanami’s lips and chin glisten with your wetness. He stands up straight, running a hand through his messy hair (thanks to you).

“Fuck,” Nanami breathes out.

You ask, “What is it?”

Nanami says to you, “I forgot I invited Gojo tonight.”

#gojosoath<3 #kento nanami #gojo satoru #nanami x y/n #gojo x y/n #jujustu kaisen #jujustu kaisen au #anime fic #fluff #smut #angst #gojo angst #nanami angst #nanami and gojo #gojo au #nanami au #polyamory au #gojo smut #nanami smut

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tuiyla · 1 year

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when first watching yellowjackets i was expecting jackie to be on the receiving end of some sort of cool twist. she ends up actually becoming antler queen, she’s still alive in the present day and is actually the one who sent the postcards, whatever. but the way she actually went made so much more sense tbh. they fought, they were both too stubborn to go talk to one another after. what happened afterwards so easily could have been prevented. on any other night out there in the woods jackie would have made it through the night and probably made amends w shauna eventually. neither her nor shauna had any idea it was going to snow 😭 i’m honestly so glad they went that route instead of something else because i think it makes shauna’s character and her relationship w jackie so much more devastating.

I couldn't wait to learn more about Jackie's fate but I always hoped it would end up being... banal, almost. But that's exactly why it feels fresh and novel because it's not some noble sacrifice or grandiose moment and like you I think it makes way more sense.

Because, if you're Shauna, how do you get over that? Even before we consider what later seasons will explore regarding other things that happened in the wilderness. And that's just it because if you're Shauna you don't get over that. You're forever haunted by a stupid argument that deffo did have stakes even outside of typical teen drama because don't get me wrong, that convo was raw as fuck and they threw very real things at each other. But, at the end of the day, even the stakes of that argument paled in comparison to their brutal situation. Because you can't act like you would at home, deciding to stay mad at your best friend even though you're stranded and it's Northern Ontario and Jackie doesn't even have the basic survival skills like making fire. And so she freezes even though she didn't have to, even though there was shelter right there. But nature doesn't give a fuck that the girlies are fighting or that both are too proud to resolve this conflict that same evening. That's the harsh reality of the Yellowjackets and of course Jackie would be the first to go this way. The first to die simply because they refused to adapt to that harsh reality.

I'm obsessed with how Jackie represents their old life, both while in the wilderness and of course 25 years later. Jackie is their team captain but she can't hold them together when she's out of her element. Everyone else finds their Thing but Jackie just can't exist in this new world. Looked at another way, she also represents the good side of what they left behind. I was surprised to see how many people wrote Jackie off as the stereotypical Queen Bee and mean girl when she isn't that archetype at all for me. Maybe a bit, yeah, by nature of being the popular girl and team captain but I'm used to the Santana Lopezes of the world (jk there's only one Her) so Jackie was just a normal teenage girl to me. That's the beauty and tragedy of it, because she is the normal teen girl who refuses to let go of real world norms and give in to nature. She's annoying when that manifests in not doing the chores and getting her hands dirty, sure, but she's pretty much the only sane one when the madness starts and she clings to these societal norms. (Natalie is the other sane one but that's another discussion.)

When Jackie dies, it's much more powerful than any twist could have been. Much more powerful than her living or becoming a driving force in the cult stuff. It's simple. It's nature, it's death. It's the first fall of snow and it's the death of the old world order. It's infuriatingly evitable. But, at the same time, it had to happen because of what it symbolizes. Yeah the girls, any of the girls actually could have just realized that Jackie sleeping outside was stupid af and that nature doesn't care about the girlies fighting it will kill anyone who's unprepared. And Jackie was the embodiment of being unprepared. But that's the rawness and sickness and brilliance of it, that no one did go out for Jackie. And Jackie didn't go in because she still lived in New Jersey and for that, she had to die. For Shauna, her last convo with Jackie will never not be that. The fact that she so easily could have saved Jackie will never not hang over her. She lives in the shell of Jackie Taylor's life and refuses to not do that because Jackie will never not be a part of her - or rather, idk if Shauna will ever view herself as not a part of Jackie.

I'm just obsessed with girls who haunt the narrative, ask anyone who's heard me go on about Twin Peaks or Life Is Strange (Before the Storm). Jackie is such a cool character and her and Shauna's bond so messed up and so delicious. I'm just rambling about all these random thoughts I have om Yellowjackets but basically YES I love how this show just makes so much sense thematically and that should really be a given in storytelling but damn does it feel good to actually have it.

#this is not cohesive but i feel like i don't have to be about this show #i just think it's neat #something i can just enjoy but it also makes me THINK #with the things they do and not with what they don't ya know #and that's good #anon #yellowjackets #yellowjackets asks #people who don't stan jackie don't get it #jackie taylor #shauna shipman

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animeyanderelover · 1 year

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May I please request Yandere Envy general hcs? A part of me feels like someone beat me to the Elric brothers, ngl.

Envy is actually one of my faves from the 2009 anime. I guess I'll go with they/them pronouns for Envy.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusion, jealousy, blackmail, manipulation, sabotage, isolation, violence, clinginess, abduction, death

Yandere Envy Hc's

🦎Envy as a Homunculus is quite arrogant and very possessive over their darling, to top it all also a rather sadistic and gleeful person. They've openly shown themselves as someone delighted when causing humans to fight and kill each other and have also a tendency to underestimate humans so Envy sees and often treats you like you're beneath them. Especially if their darling happens to be someone who is a normal person with no Alchemy will they view their s/o as helpless, little, weak. Behind all that foul-mouthed and arrogant behavior is secretly someone who envies humans but honestly, the Homunculus would rather keep it a secret that they feel quite jealous a lot of time, attempts to hide it behind this sadistic and mocking behavior. Honstly, I see them having a lot of troubles to adjust to and accept the fact that they've fallen in love with the very species they look down on and envy at the same time which leads to this kick of possessiveness and need to establish a level of submission by degrading their s/o out of a deep-rooted fear that you won't appreciate and respect them.

🦎Considering their ability to change their appearance, Envy will definitely make use of that ability in a rather ruthless manner. They've had their fair share of experience to transform into someone else and then simply manipulate everything else to their own will and the will of their father. Humans are so dumb and naive after all, they easily believe everything. Having them obsessing so unnaturally over you as they do, it's no wonder that they're driven to isolate you and make everyone else turn their back to you. They could be impersonating someone you see as a close friend and push you away from them or even take on your form and ruin and destroy the relationship with a lot of people. Partially Envy just wants to see you suffer a bit since occasionally they feel agitated by the fact that they fell in love with such a weak human. A hidden motive that drives them too is the thought that once you have no one left, you have absolutely no choice but to accept them.

🦎Jealousy makes Envy snap in more than one case and it is with guarantee the one ugly emotion that drives them the most. They can gloat about all the suffering they caused all they want, it's a fact that Envy envies humans for the relationships they're able to form with others. They've never really experienced genuine love and affection from anyone and frankly spoken, it drives them mad when they see how others get to experience your trust and your love. What makes this even more complicated is that Envy hates to admit it or you even mentioning it since they don't want to be pitied or seen as weak which results in them hiding their sadness and hurt feelings once again behind this mocking, mean facade which you will have to endure in the end. That strained attempt to hide their raging emotions is quite delicate though since it's easy to push Envy over the edge since they're desperate deep down and once their little composure is shattered, they have a raging meltdown.

🦎They've been shown to be one of the cruelest Homunculi and has no remorse to kill and slaughter humans at all. The obsession of theirs cranks this twisted and gleeful will to bathe in the misery of humans even more. Everyone who receives even an ounce of your affection and love, pretty much everyone who isn't them is automatically perceived as a rival, as an annoying itch that Envy wishes to get rid of once and for all. Jealousy truly can take one very far and that is especially true for them. They hate, despite and loathe everyone else who you'd rather pay attention to than them, believes that if they just remove everyone from the picture, you have only them left. This jealousy comes with an insecurity though that remains stuck in their heart and pains them silently, something they end up resenting you for as they don't want to be perceived as weak. This results in them blaming you for every life they take in a sadistic and toying way, push all the fault and blame back to you.

🦎Their untamed and unlimited jealousy and burning envy is bound to push them at one point to their limit. Humans are their worst enemy as there's this almost paranoid anxiety that you will continue to ignore them and despise them as long as you're surrounded by your own weak kind. Total isolation with no one besides them around is a possibility that Envy will most likely take advantage of at one point although they're not really interested in taking overly much care of you. What Envy rather desires deep down in their heart is to be taken care of by you. They want attention, they want to be loved, they want to be doted on and want to be given affection, feel entitled to it in a way.

🦎At the same time I feel like they'd be very pessimistic and sceptical the moment their s/o starts treating them more lovingly and affectionate. You could lie and only play after all so they'll be overly warily around you initially even if this is exactly what they wanted. They're afraid to be hurt and only earn a broken heart if you're really bluffing so their darling needs patience to slowly get through Envy. It takes a few weeks until the Homunculus would slowly start to believe that their darling is genuine and that's about the moment where Envy grows overly clingy and attached in order to absorb every sweet word kiss their darling can give them. The arrogant and teasing side of them obviously stays but they're less sharp and rude now and are a lot more nicer to their s/o.

#yandere fullmetal alchemist: brotherhood #yandere fma: brotherhood #yandere fullmetal alchemist #yandere fma #yandere envy

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pigspeetsandhooflikefeets · 1 year

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ur tags on the one post PLS share some of ur wayne analysis if you’d like

I covered the fact Wayne represents the Frogs' logos (with Emma being the pathos but I'm still trying to decide who's ethos. Bowie? Julia? Julia misquotes the Dalai Lama and talks about goddesses and crystals, so probably her?) but it's really noticeable how malleable a person Wayne is. In Ep04, while he sets himself up for being on the offense with Raj, Bowie, and why-ever they brought MK along, when it was obvious they were better off defending, he was like. defense it is. As he is a sports boy, it'd be assumed he's only good at one position (as most goalies couldn't just become a center fielder as a sub, since they don't train for the same things), especially a less "glamourous" position such as defense (in reality it does not matter, but people pretend offense players are better) He's an exceptionally good sport, which is not something we can say about all the other sports-based/jock TD characters.

It's also to note that Wayne is the first person on the team to call out MK on being a bad team player. Wayne doesn't usually look mad, but he did NOT look happy at MK refusing to huddle up and suggest there's no reason to think strategy. He's completely ok with Emma taking over and picking roles tho, so he's pretty damn comfortable with not always being the leader (as noted with Ep02, where he adapts to Emma's plan. have I mentioned those two are such team leaders for the Frogs? A million times? Oh sorry)

There's a notable subversion with their paired identities for Wayne and Raj. Wayne is the captain, while Raj is [one of the] alternate captain[s]. Essentially, Raj is Wayne's vice president. However, Wayne is a lot more reliant on Raj, than their team identities are. Throughout the season, Wayne asks Raj's opinion on everything (notably in Ep01, as one of his first defining characterizations), but Raj doesn't as often do the same. In Ep06, Raj is the one to immediately leave the catapult, while Wayne made no motion to be the one to separate themselves. He also didn't comment on Bowie calling the two of them in their "cozy", (which Raj defends, saying they're teammates, so) because that sort of attachment is so normal to Wayne he doesn't feel a need to react to people commenting on it, while Raj does. In Ep03, Wayne receives a [long] pep talk from Raj, but Raj never needed one himself going first of Emma's suggestion (or it happened off screen, but like, if it did there'd be the time for a joke where someone says "WE ALREADY DID THIS"). And also the bit in Ep06 where Raj explains Wayne has a way too stressed face when pooping (note: Raj?)

There's also the long-running plot point where Wayne is pretty concerned with what Raj thinks of him, afraid that Raj is afraid he's homo/biphobic, and that's the driving reason that Raj didn't come out to him like. Immediately. The fear of "well he tells me everything, if he won't tell me this, it's clearly something I did", but due to the 13 episode time limit of the show, Wayne didn't have time to make this insecurity about him and was just increasingly unsubtle, never really trying to force him out.

I know it's super easy and super fun to reduce the two to "omg sports himbos <3" but Wayne's got some emotional intelligence on him, and he is not a carbon copy of Raj, and it's much more than just the lack of a gay love interest. He'll always take the role of leader, but if someone else has a successful idea, he'll hop down and let them take the wheel. Paired with his leadership, friendly attitude, and general respect for everyone around him (not to Keith tho) I can see him making finale a lot more than I can see Raj making finale.

I think having the boys on separate teams and having Raj leave pre-merge could be really impactful. Wayne waits at the cabin for Raj to come back and tell him who left, but he just... never returns. Wayne wasn't at the ceremony, so he didn't even get to say goodbye. Wayne wants to throw the challenge but someone (Emma, Bowie, Julia, etc) tells him to snap out of it because Raj would be furious Wayne gave up on himself. And Wayne has to pick himself up off the ground and win for Raj. Like the Katie and Sadie micro-arc, except give Wayne more time to suffer within himself before being told to stop, as well as not axe him with no actual development. I think that kind of emotional rupture could change my brain chemistry.

#Wayne seems to be the type to be worried if people don't see him as an authority figure without demanding respect #like he'll get sad they don't respect him but he won't get too angry #more like he'll mope and hoot about it which is so fucking funny to picture #me: [write a hypothetical horrible thing to happen] omg that'd suck! I NEED it to happen now...#obviously the show might axe them together again since they need a double elim but look me in the eyes. could happen #sorry if this is like soooo surface level and I sound like a 8th grader lol #everything feels so deep when you think about characters people see as comic relief and nothing else #me: I love Wayne! also me: I need him to cry next season. I want to hurt.#piggy's td posting #stunfiskz

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system-of-a-feather · 8 months

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(physical abuse tw)

Me: I think the best / greatest thing about [Character] is that he really has gone through so much shit, SO much fucking shit, SO much objectively horrible and traumatic shit and done SO much objectively horrible and traumatic shit, but he NEVER sees it as an actual trauma because it is just his normal. It just makes him look and say and talk about the most fucked up shit in the most EERIELY calm and casual manner that its so....

Writing Partner: ?

Me: I know you know a bit about XIV / Johnny in my brain and this is making me realize a thing.

(cut to XIV semi-regularly; who is actually like 1/6th introjected from said mentioned character above)

XIV: HONESTLY I know its disordered as shit and I totally support everyone else in the system's opinion cause I know theirs is probably more healthy and "normal" but like, I honestly don't really hate or even dislike our dad. Like I'd even go to say I like and appreciate him, cause like yeah he's physically abusive and has a history of picking fights with us, but like... honestly? It gave me the drive, passion, and joy for combat and getting the shit I want and need and taking charge of situations. Like, dude will ACTUALLY fight me 1v1 and I literally don't know anyone else who will literally fight me 1v1, so like... I really genuinely can't hate him lol. Like if he ever wants to get physical I am MORE than excited cause its honestly fun. So like I GET parts being uneasy or being mad at him for that cause I KNOW how it SHOULD be perceived but like.... He's pretty cool in my books.

#alter: riku #alter: xiv #i forget how xiv is like sometimes #when hes calm #cause hes a feral bitch sometimes #system dynamics #our writing partner isn't super in the know about the details of our DID #not out of distrust but more so out of a lack of need #he knows a number of parts as they are relevant or say hi #but like #hes my childhood friend basically #hes a homie #he knows me XIV aderis and I think Lucille #to some level #beyond that I think he just like #plays it by ear #physical abuse tw

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hi!!

going off of what you recently said about being asked about music, I’m going to ask you about music! I love discovering new music so who are your top artists and your top songs?? either currently or all time

HI I'M SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW THANK YOUUU

Okayokayokay I'm calm I promise :)

My favorite band of all time is linkin park, and honestly they always will be. Now I'm sure everyone knows all of their popular songs, but I'm going to go ahead and recommend a criminally underrated album of theirs, which is A Thousand Suns.

Now even though LP is my favorite band they obviously have not been active since 2017, so I'm going to also talk about my favorite band that's still currently active, and my second favorite band of all time. Shinedown!

If you're wondering just how much I love this band, I am about to see them for the fourth time at the end of the month! They are honestly so good live so if you're into rock music and looking for a damn good concert experience, I highly recommend catching one of their shows!

I know the lone star (and og) fandom is at least somewhat aware of them because whoever chooses music for these shows does not know how to miss 😊 and the song they used in the second episode of lone star, how did you love, is one of my favorite songs by them. I literally got so excited when it started playing and started singing along. A very memorable moment for me while watching this show! (I also have a shinedown shirt with the lyrics "every day is do or die" on the back...I promise I am normal about this band 😂)

fun fact: if you've seen me lurking around on my main, leave-a-whisper, that is a reference to their first album! I also reccomend the Sound of Madness album. These two are their two best albums in my opinion!

there are so many bands I could mention so I'm just going to mention a few more quick ones so that this doesn't become an essay. I also have last.fm if you want to take a look any bands I don't mention here, cause there's a lot!

Speed run under the cut! Trying to keep this at a reasonable length here 😂

Three Days Grace and Breaking Benjamin, I grew up listening to these bands! middle school harley practically lived and breathed one-x and phobia.

Halestorm, one of my favorite bands with a female lead. Lzzy's vocals are fucking insane and the music is extremely fun and empowering.

Speaking of amazing female leads, if you're looking for some metal (or just curious about getting into the genre) I really love Jinjer. They are insane live and Tati is a phenomenal vocalist.

I also dabble in prog music. I pretty much grew up listening to bands like Dream Theater and Porcupine Tree. Insane talent in both of these bands. One album I really love and reccomend is Deadwing by Porcupine Tree.

O.A.R, my childhood. My parents introduced me to this band when I was very young and I have loved their music ever since. I can't really compare them to anyone else, but I reccomend listening to songs like heaven and love and memories. Those are a couple of my faves!

I don't really listen to much rap music, but NF is a massive exception. His lyrics are always amazing and the music is just really fun, sometimes really angsty.

Bad Omens, Dayseeker and I Prevail are some good metal bands to get into if it's usually not a genre you'd enjoy. Amazing vocals.

Album recs!

I have been listening to To Be Everywhere is To Be Nowhere by Thrice. It's an amazing album. My favorite song off of it is Hurricane.

My favorite album that came out last year is Spirits by Nothing More.

My favorite albums that came out this year are Take Me Back To Eden by Sleep Token and Dead Club City by Nothing But Thieves.

Finally, some song recs!!!

Atlantic - Sleep Token

Satellites - Periphery

Higher Place - Malevolence

Familiar Taste of Poison - Halestorm

Mourning Song - Holding Absence

The Red - Chevelle

Tears Don't Fall - Bullet For My Valentine

Breaking My Bones - Friday Pilots Club

Be Quiet And Drive (Far Away) - Deftones

Dying is Absolutely Safe - Architects

One More Light - Linkin Park

Death By Rock And Roll - The Pretty Reckless

I could mention sooooo much more but this is definitely enough for now. As you can see my music taste is very rock and metal heavy and I know that's not everyone's thing, but if you're unsure then definitely give some of these bands a try!

#I've peaked at the setlist for shinedown's show and it seems theh wont be plahing how did you love #but if they do...I will definitely get it on video for y'all #I can also do specific song recs for shinedown because they have so many amazing songs that it would have to be a separate post #also brent smith is truly an incredible vocalist #the things he did with simple man are just so creative and made it so much better than the original #asks #harley talks music

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