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wrestletotheground · 4 months

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snap out of it - ross macdonald x reader

your boyfriend helps ease the tension when you're feeling stressed..

cw: 18+ minors dni!! smut, dom!ross, f!sub!reader, kitchen sex, fingering, d word, unprotected sex, p in v, orgasm denial, stomach bulging, squirting, degradation, lowkey kinda toxic but in a hot way <3

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you're walking- no. storming around the house like a raging bull. for what reason you don't even know. maybe it's the party you're hosting tomorrow, and the fact the house is an absolute mess.

you've woken up in such a mood, feeling like you're going crazy when every little inconvenience is piling up and fuelling the fire. there was no hot water in the shower, you burnt your toast for breakfast, and you're now running around in a frenzy trying to sort everything as if you're being hunted for sport. feminine rage, if you will.

you're muttering under your breath, picking through the piles of clutter in the kitchen when you're startled by your boyfriend placing a hand on your lower back. you jump, so lost in your thoughts that you didn't hear him coming.

'hi baby, whatcha doing?' he asks, wrapping his arm around your waist before you step away from him, rolling your eyes at his cheerful tone.

'ross, i'm sorry, I love you, but fuck off, I've so many things to do I don't need you distracting me, I've been cleaning all day and the place still looks the same and URGGH,' you practically scream, holding your head in your hands.

guilt washes over you, realising you've just essentially snapped at him over nothing, but you're too worked up to backtrack now. you continue what you were doing, ignoring ross' eyes burning a hole into the back of your head. you lift an empty wine bottle from the table to clear it away and start cursing under your breath when you notice it's left a stain that you're gonna have to sort out on top of everything else.

'darling you're too stressed over this, there's no need, just take a break and chill out, yeah?' rage pumps through your body. even though you know he's just trying to help, you can sense an undertone - an edge - in his voice that would usually have you on your knees already, but right now, you're in no mood for it.

'no, look, I've been putting it off it's just- there's so much to do, I'll be fine, okay?' it comes out more frantic and loud than you anticipated, making his face crease in concern. he puts a hand on your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks.

'look at me,' he orders. you sigh and turn to look up at him, heart still pounding partly from the stress and now also from the intense look in his eyes. his hands are warm and heavy on your waist now, gripping onto you like you'd float away if he let go.

'I'm gonna fuck you until you calm down and you can't think of anything else but my name, and you're gonna fucking take it'.

okay, maybe you are in the mood for it. your stomach flutters and you nod silently, feeling like a lamb under the thumb of a lion. his soft yet demanding tone always makes you so turned on you give in immediately. 'there we go darling, daddy's gonna make you feel better, hm?' he says as one hand comes up to wrap around your neck, pushing in gently.

that word sends a rush of excitement coursing through you, and you manage to get out a strangled mix between 'yes' and a moan. you'll be good for him if it's the last thing you do, and you're so riled up you're already starting to channel that rage into desire.

you go to start towards the bedroom before he grabs you roughly, stopping you in your tracks yet again. 'where do you think you're going honey? you're gonna take it here like a good pet.' his tone is stern. 'but the-,' he cuts you off by slapping his palm on the side of your jaw, grabbing your chin and forcing eye contact. you feel a pulsing heat building in your core.

'do what you're told or I'll leave you here, I know you're fucking soaked for me already, clenching your thighs when I haven't even touched you,' he smirks, and you flush when you realise you've been inadvertently squeezing your legs together in a futile attempt to relieve yourself.

the thought of him taking you right here in the kitchen drives you crazier than you'd like to admit. the big sliding glass door that leads onto the garden is only a few yards away, giving any nosy neighbours a full show, but he doesn't seem to mind and you're already too desperate to stop now.

he hooks a finger through the belt loops on either side of your jeans and uses them to pull you forward, making you stumble into him. 'take these off for me darling,' he orders, breath ghosting over the side of your face as he tries to keep his composure.

you fumble around with buttons and zips until they're pooled around your ankles, stepping out and crashing your lips onto his with one hand already gripping the hair at the back of his neck. your tongues melt together, pure lust radiating off one another.

he toys with the hem of your shirt blindly until you get the hint and break away from him to throw it behind you. his breath catches in his throat and he can't help himself from grabbing at your tits instantly, pupils dilated beyond belief as he stares at them in awe. you giggle to yourself, tracing your fingertips under his tshirt and up and down his sides.

he gives you a questioning look. 'you're such a boy,' you laugh. his stare intensifies. 'oh yeah? don't think a boy would make you feel like this, hm?' he replies, bringing a hand down between your legs to cup your pussy and dipping his index finger under the thin fabric, making you moan. 'see?' he whispers. you smile coyly and kiss him again, more passionately this time.

dripping desire pools in your underwear when he grabs you and walks you a few steps towards the kitchen counter. he turns you to face away from him and pushes down on your shoulders. you fold with his touch, straightening out your back as your chest and arms fan out over the cold marble.

with one hand pinning you onto the countertop, he uses the other to rip your wet underwear down, letting them fall to your feet before you kick them away.

goosebumps prickle across your entire body when his fingers graze over your soaked cunt. you spread your legs wider instinctively, allowing him easier access. 'so responsive for me,' he mumbles behind you. he leans over your back, moving your hair to one side to nip and suck at your neck.

without warning, he shoves two fingers inside you, making you scream out in surprise and pleasure. he instantly takes his hand away and you exhale sharply at the sudden loss of contact before it comes back to land a sharp slap on your ass. 'shut the fuck up screaming like some sort of crazy bitch, the neighbours are gonna hear you. don't want them to know how much of a little slut you are do we?' you shake your head too quickly in response, teeth digging into your bottom lip.

after a moment of letting you sit in shame, humiliation, he plunges his fingers back in; this time you know better than to make too much noise. 'good girl, I know baby, I know,' he coos, gazing down at your trembling figure as his fingers work in and out of you.

'mmplease, feel so good,' you whimper, your hips jerking into him every time his thumb swipes your aching bud. the need for release is all consuming. the effect he has on you is unparalleled by anyone else. the way he works you up so much just to watch you crumble and writhe under him is enough to make you submit to his every word.

every bend and thrust of his fingers is delicate and precise, hitting all the right spots to have you doubled over in ecstasy, leaning your whole body weight on the counter to hold yourself up. 'gonna cum, please, ross, SHIT- what the fuck,' you practically sob, your climax that was right at your fingertips being suddenly ripped away from you. the second he knew you were on the edge, he stopped, pulling out his soaked fingers and drying them on your back. your head drops downwards in frustration as the fuzzy feeling inside you dissipates.

'you don't get to cum until I fucking say so, got it?' you let out a strained 'yes' sound, more of a whimper than anything. you nod your head and let your eyes fall shut in relief when you finally hear the sound of his belt being unbuckled.

'need me to fuck you stupid so you can think straight don't you love?' he says, placing a kiss just below your ear as he pulls down the waistband of his boxers just enough to to free himself from the constraints of the tight fabric. you glance down behind you and inhale deeply at the sight of his raging erection, already leaking in his hand before he even gets you into position.

he hikes your leg up, letting it rest on his strong forearm, fingers gripping into the soft flesh inside your thigh. the air hitting your cunt makes you squirm, but you manage to keep your balance, aching for him to give you what you need.

he lines himself up and you feel yourself get wetter, dripping onto him in anticipation. he slides into you with no resistance, groaning at how wet and perfect you feel around him. the full feeling of his thick cock stretching you out makes you see stars, whining softly as he builds up to a delicious pace that practically splits you in two. 'fucking hell, so perfect, just for me,' he rambles, mind going into overdrive already. 'just for you, daddy,' you reply, knowing how feral that word makes him at the best of times.

you can slightly make out your reflection in the tiles on the wall. the distorted image shows him practically fully clothed and you bare, at his disposal to use how he wants. the sight eggs you on further, and you lean up into his chest, moaning at the new sensation of his beard tickling the side of your neck.

with the angle he's at now, he's going so deep inside you that his cock pushes out your lower stomach. you look down and nearly collapse when you see a subtle bulge just below your belly button disappear and reappear with every thrust.

ross notices it too, and trails his hand down your stomach until he feels it. something feral unlocks in his brain when he feels the bump protruding, making him groan into your ear and fuck into you harder, somehow even closer now.

'shit, you feel that? feel how well you're taking me angel?' he says, pressing in on the spot. 'fuck, yes, more, please, daddy,' you whine, gasping when he starts groping at your tits, his chin resting on your shoulder as he teeters closer and closer to the edge.

'more, huh? this not enough for you?' you shake your head, and you can feel him getting more riled up by your reaction as his cock throbs inside you.

the knot in your stomach tightens further as his right hand moves down to circle your throbbing clit. you cry out at the sensation of him all over you all at once, and it takes everything in you not to let your thighs clamp shut. his name echoes from your mouth like a prayer.

the pressure is steadily mounting inside you, and you feel like you could let go any second. 'close... mm-' he slaps his hand onto your cunt, just above where he's pumping in and out of you, making you whine. 'i told you, you're not gonna cum until I say, need to teach you some fucking manners, brat,' he punctuates the last word with another harsh tap with his fingertips before continuing agonisingly slow circles.

the sting of the slaps mixed with the soothing warmth of his touch sends you into overdrive. the cold countertop digs into your palms, using it as leverage to push yourself impossibly further into him, following his pace carefully.

'jesus christ, ross, fuck, please let me cum,' you moan through gritted teeth. you don't think you've ever been this worked up, with him denying you of your orgasm twice already. you feel wound up, like a ticking time bomb that could explode any minute, and fuck, you need to, but you'll strain yourself to the last second to please him.

your core is on fire, warmth spreading all over your body, you can nearly hear the ringing in your ears already and you're about to start begging again before he snaps you out of your head. 'go on. cum all over daddy's cock, that's it- shit,' he curses when you clench tightly around him, the coil in your stomach finally snapping. you cry out as you gush all over him, little squirts splashing from you onto the floor in time with his movements. you grab onto him, pushing his hand onto your clit harder to work you through your high, the head rush like nothing you've ever felt before. it's electric, like a static current washing over you as your whole body convulses.

when he sees the pool of your slick shining on the tiled floor, it's over for him. his groans get louder and with one final push and a 'FUCK,' he tips over the edge, pulsing inside you and painting your pussy white.

your head feels hazy as you catch your breath, slowly coming back to reality. you barely register what's happened with the euphoria lingering in your body. 'did I...' you look down at the mess you made and realise you just squirted all over the kitchen and desecrated ross' hand and jeans in the process. 'fuck, that was so hot, i'm- christ,' he laughs, his head dropping onto your shoulder in disbelief.

'thank you,' you whisper. the stress that's been weighing on your chest all day has completely disappeared, but you're so fucked out you can't find any more words. he lets out a breathy laugh and braces you as he pulls out gently, holding you upright as you stand on two feet again.

'you were right, I'm not stressed anymore,' you smile, placing a soft kiss on his lips before starting to redress. 'daddy's always right,' he teases, a cheeky grin spread across his face.

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fuckinthewholetown · 2 months

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Fallingforyou - Matty Healy Chapter One

I’m kind of shitting myself posting this but, it is what it is. If you think it’s shit, feel free to tell me, but please be nice or I will cry. I’ve also only skimmed over this so if there’s any typos, please tell me so I can fix this.

Tags: Slight angst, swearing, mentions of religion, gay, probably bad writing

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As much as you love touring, you’re the first person to admit it can get repetitive. Wake up in a random hotel room, get to the venue, sound check, perform, and repeat.

However, today is different. Today you’re performing a sold out show at Wembley Stadium to 90,000 people. This is the day you’ve dreamt about since you were five, giving one woman performances to your parents in your living room. And the cherry on top is you get to do it with four of your best mates.

Your day starts off as normal, doing your skincare routine in a hotel bathroom in the heart of London. You’re living the dream. That is until you hear a knock at your door. As you’re walking over to answer it, you pull your hair out of the makeshift pony tail it was in previously. Before you could fully open the door, it barges open and your guitarist and best friend Maddie O’Connell storms into the room.

“We need to talk.” She says, pacing back and forth.

“Ok, calm down. There’s absolutely no reason to be this stressed. Take a crystal.” You say, pulling some green agate out of your bra. You’re met with no response, just a deadpan stare. “Noted, not in a crystals mood. What’s up, this is the best day of our careers, it must be something big to get you this stressed.”

“You have to look me in the eye and promise that you’re not going to freak out” She says, sitting down on a seat in the corner of the room.

“I promise. Unless you’re shagging Matty Healy or Harry Styles, then I revoke that promise”

“Not exactly… It’s Ross” She says, refusing to look you in the eye. You stay silent, internally freaking out but refusing to break the promise you made to her. She takes this as you not understanding what she’s on about “Ross Macdonald… The bassist of the”

“Yes, I know who you’re on about!” You say, cutting her off before she can say anything else and send you into even more of a mental breakdown. You stand up, now it’s your turn to pace the room. “You’re fucking the bassist of my favourite band and you just conveniently don’t tell me until 5 hours before the biggest show of our careers? I love you to death, but you need to get better timing babes”

“I know,” she says, still refusing to make eye contact with you, “and we’re not fucking. Well, we are but it’s more than that. I like him, and I think he likes me.”

“How long?”

“Six months…”

“Six months!” This information is enough to stop you in your tracks, “you’ve been shagging the human equivalent of Jesus for 6 months and you forgot to mention it!”

“I’m sorry! I knew you’d freak out because you’re a big fan and I wanted to make sure it was serious before I got your hopes up. However, I’ve kinda been forced into telling you.”

You sit back down, confused over her last statement. “What do you mean forced into telling me? If one of the girls is secretly a bitch and forcing you into this, we can become a group of four. I’m a big boy, I can sing and play an instrument at the same time.” That half joke is enough to make her finally make eye contact with you.

“It’s nothing like that, the girls don’t know yet you’re the first person I told. I’ve been forced into telling you because they’re coming tonight, all four of them are watching the show.” And that statement is the straw that broke the camels back, you’re officially freaking out.

“What? They’re watching us tonight? All four of them are watching us? Oh god, I have to look Matty Healy in the eyes knowing I’ve read the dirtiest tumblr fanfiction about him. I read one of him as a priest, oh god I’m going to hell!” You say, putting your head into your hands. Maddie on the other hand does not see the seriousness of this situation and bursts out laughing.

“Him as a priest? Didn’t strike you as the religious type.” A chuckle escapes your lips as you finally return the eye contact.

“I went to an all girls catholic school actually, I love Jesus.”

“You came out of that school with minor alcoholism and even more gay than you were when you went in, I think Jesus would be disappointed.” She quips back. You laugh, standing back up from your slight mental breakdown.

“I’m happy for you, I really am. When are they getting here?”

“Just before sound check.”

“Before sound check?” You respond, falling back into your mental breakdown. “That’s in less than an hour. I’m meeting my celebrity crush and your new fuck buddy in less than an hour? Get the fuck out, I need to do a full face in 20 minutes!”

You all but push her out the hotel room, scrambling to get ready for the biggest moment of your life.

After somehow managing to do your hair, makeup, and put on a hot ass outfit in under an hour, you walked into the green room at Wembley Stadium. What met your eyes was what could best be described as a sight out of 16 year olds you’s wet dream. All four members of The 1975 sat around the table, gossiping about who knows what. As you walk in, the room goes silent. Luckily, your bandmates are there to quell the awkwardness. The pianist of your band, Sienna Turner is the first to speak.

“Boys,” She says, standing up and dragging you by the forearm into the circle, “this is Y/N!” You were expecting to be met with blank stares, but instead the boys jump up to greet you, tackling you into bear hugs. It’s a warm welcome off everyone. Well, mostly everyone. The man you’ve loved since you were a teenager stays sat in the corner of the room, closed off and refusing to even acknowledge your existence. You figure it’s probably just him being an introvert, so you go over to introduce yourself personally.

“Hey.” You say, hoping for any kind of response. You don’t get one. No acknowledgement, no hey back, not even a snarky comment, he just ignores you. This is not how you imagined this day would go.

“Damn,” you follow up, “I knew you’re an Aries, but I didn’t think you’d act so much like one.” You let out a slight chuckle. He, on the other hand, does not find this so funny.

“Good God.” He responds, rolling his eyes and taking another sip of his drink.

He hates you. The man you’ve been enamored by for almost 10 years despises you. The only possible explanation is he’s seen your private TikTok reposts of endless thirst traps of himself. Nevertheless, you had a show to do. And if there’s on thing you can do despite external feelings, it’s fucking shit up on stage. You nail sound check, sounding better than you ever have. Probably a mix of adrenaline and frustration over the fact that your childhood crush seemingly hates you for absolutely no reason.

You exit stage after sound check, immediately going back to the green room to get ready for the actual show. As you’re getting your makeup and hair done, conversation flows. You and your friends are talking to the boys as if you’ve been friends for years and you didn’t just meet them an hour ago.

“So, Y/N. You’re into like crystals and shit aren’t you? What’s that like, I don’t really get it.” George says, turning all eyes on you.

“It’s not for everyone, but I find comfort in manifestation and things like that. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think incense will cure cancer but keeping rose quartz in my bra definitely isn’t going to hinder my love life.” You laugh, trying to keep your response brief.

“Bullshit.” Comes from the corner of the room. The first words you’ve heard from Matty since your brief conversation earlier in the day. The room falls silent and you feel a red hue cover your face. The longer the silence, the thicker the tension in the air. You clear your throat, trying to restrain yourself from going over to him and giving him a black eye.

“Like I said, it isn’t for everyone. I was cleansing my room once and my mum thought I was smoking weed. When I told her what I was doing, I think she’d have preferred if I was doing drugs.” Everyone starts laughing and the room erupts into conversation again as if nothing happened. Every so often, you catch a glimpse of Matty in the corner of your eye. He never seems to move, his phone in one hand and a beer in the other. As you zone out of the conversation, your mind moves to deciphering why on Earth he could hate you so much. Nothing comes to mind, you’ve never met him before and you’ve definitely said nothing bad about him publically. Quite the opposite in fact, as last year a drunk video of you singing Robbers went viral on TikTok.

You zoned out for so long, before you knew it it was time to go on stage and perform the biggest show of your life.

“Ok girlies!” Ava Fletcher, the drummer in your band and also the member you’ve known the longest, speaks up. “This is it. No pressure but there’s 90 thousand people out there who’ve come specifically to watch us, so if we put on a shit performance our careers are probably over. But absolutely no pressure, just have a good show.” You laugh, leaning into the group hug you do before every show however this one felt different. The sense of adrenaline and fear within the group was unlike anything before. There was a lot riding on this show, and if you fucked it up a lot of people would be disappointed. However, all of these feelings are washed away when you’re wrapped into a hug by George.

“Blow their fucking minds out their.” He whispers into your ear. All feelings of nervousness are washed away when you realise you’re being hugged by the drummer of your favourite band. You go around, being given motivational speeches by every member of the band. Well, almost every member other than, you guessed it, Matty. He encouraged every member of your band except you, walking off before you could get to him.

The beginning of every show is always the worst. Hearing the roaring crowds increases your heart rate tenfold, but the stakes are even higher for this show. With one last group hug, you put your in ears in and run on stage, ready to start the show. As the show goes on, you occasionally glance side of stage to where the boys are standing. Everytime you make eye contact with them, they give you an encouraging smile or thumbs up. Matty on the other hand continues to evade eye contact, choosing to watch a different member of the band. However that didn’t stop you from putting on one hell of a show, and that’s what you did. You blew the metaphorical roof of that stadium, it was arguably the best show you ever did. The adrenaline high you had once you ran off stage couldn’t be ruined, even by a moody former celebrity crush.

The moment you exit stage, you’re immediately crushed by a massive group hug involving your band and the boys. Despite all of this, the only thing you can focus on is the hand around your waist. It’s Matty. You don’t think he meant it, instinctively putting it there when he was dragged into the hug. Nonetheless the area he was holding felt like it was burning under his touch, his calloused hands leaving marks on the skin underneath them. The group hug is cut short when he pulls away, clearing his throat slightly and going back to cradling his drink.

You do the rounds, talking to everyone backstage and discussing the nuances of the show and how amazing the audience were. This repetitive conversation continues until you get back around to him. You expect to be met with no eye contact, maybe an eye roll if you were lucky, but what happens next surprises you.

“You did alright out there, Princess.” The confusion on your face is palpable, at both the nickname and his sudden talkative nature. “Princess, like Princess Kida from The Lost City of Atlantis. It’s funny because,” you cut him off.

“Our band name is Lost Atlantis, yeah I get it. It’s funny.” You respond, a dead pan expression on your face. The tension was obvious, you could cut it with a knife. That is until Moon Dixon, your bassist, comes up behind you and wraps you in a hug.

“We’re all going back to Maddie's place to have a few drinks, you joining us?” She says, mostly to you but including Matty in the conversation as well.

“Yeah, let me get into something less sweaty and gross first though.” You laugh, trying to hide your disappointment as he walks off to join the rest of his band.

Get over yourself, you thought to yourself as you walked back up to your dressing room. Just because Mattys a dick doesn’t take away from the fact that this is the best day of your life. You just performed your biggest show ever, and three out of the four members are lovely. But despite this, you can’t get the curly haired man out of your mind. You see him every time you blink. How have you gone from badass pop girlie to pathetic simp in the space of three hours?

Chapter Two

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hypersomniagame · 2 months

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HYPERSOMNIA MARCH DEV LOG : "If you have love in your heart"

Hi! For all of you who follow HYPERSOMNIA, you should already know what the gist is here, but for those of you who are new, or just new to our tumblr, let me fill you in!

For 2024, I am trying to release a dev log about HYPERSOMNIA once a month, may come earlier, may come a little late, but I'm doing this to help give insight on to how the game is going, and to give me motivation to work on the game.

First things first, sorry about the incomplete drawing for this month's log. I've been sitting on this drawing for months and haven't touched it, and I needed a drawing for this months log so I thought "Eh, what the hell."

For this month, things have been a bit up and down, I've been focusing on more smaller stuff in engine this month, and bigger stuff outside of engine. So there's not a lot that's been added but there is new stuff that I'd like to share. :)

I'd like to start with the smaller stuff first, since I feel like most logs I've started with the bigger stuff and kinda run out of steam by the end. So it'll be along the lines of "Small in-engine stuff > Big in-engine stuff > News/closing thoughts".

NOW LET'S GET TO THOSE UPDATES!

Lots of menu work has been done this month, which isn't very exciting sounding but it's nice to be getting this stuff over with.

HYPERSOMNIA has a smaller resolution than RPG Maker MV's default, and the thing about that is a lot of content in menus doesn't scale accordingly, leaving stuff to get cut off and preventing the player from accessing information.

One of the things I've had to do is get the player's HP and HS to appear on the status screen. These usually appear on the main menu of the game, but since I use an alternate menu for screen space, they had to be relocated. (courtesy of SundialShark, I'm not familiar with JS so they've been a super big help with certain things in the game.)

The game's title screen also saw a slight improvement, I found a plugin that replaces the windowed options on the title screen with pictures, making them more customized. The title screen artwork itself will be revised later, as I whipped it up as a placeholder.

Also, do you remember last month's dev log? Specifically, the part of it where I talked about the equip menu in battle? Well shortly after writing that dev log, it was finished!

This works how you'd expect it to, you can equip/unequip eyes and give them to other party members. The only drawback to this is that touchscreen isn't fully supported I've been told, which is fine since this is a game intended for PC. It does work with controller though which is nice.

Speaking of battles, I've been working on special attack animations! I have the main 4's offense animations done.

My personal favourite is Jack's. Everyone else does it all cool but Jack aims like he's holding a gun which is cooler. I'll probably touch up Ross' animation, since it looks kinda weird to me. I think his head might be too small.

Also, would you believe me if I told you that isn't all the battle stuff that was done this month? This is where that "Big in-engine" stuff kicks in.

THE BACKGROUND SYSTEM HAS BEEN IMPROVED! (ALONG WITH ME DESIGNING SOME NEW ENEMIES!)

This took a bit of time to configure, but I replaced the old background system for a new one

(Which was originally set up with my buddy Majimjam of HYADES, awesome game that has a demo out RIGHT NOW!)

With Jengamon's EarthBound Backgrounds plugin, it's been really fun to just toy with it and see what I can make. I would try and run down how this works, but the funny thing is I don't even know how this works. Or, at least in full anyways. I know how to configure it and set up new presets for enemies.

That's pretty much all the in-engine stuff I've done this month, but I'm not out of stuff to talk about yet.

First, I recently wrote a thread on the RPG Maker Forums about HYPERSOMNIA, which you can read here!

Secondly, some of you might've seen this already but I decided to cut FIREBALL from the game's soundtrack fully.

There were a multitude of reasons as to why, but the biggest one is I just don't feel like FIREBALL fits HYPERSOMNIA anymore. The vision has shifted since 2021 and I feel like music for battles could reflect it better, so FIREBALL was scrapped.

The song was uploaded to my personal YouTube channel though, so you can still listen to it here.

Third, THE NEW TRAILER IS ALMOST DONE!

There's still a few things that need to be touched up, but the music and footage is all fully recorded! All that's left to do is throw it in the editor and refine it until it's finished.

I'm very proud of this trailer so far, and I think it'll blow every other trailer I've made out of the water. My goal for this trailer was to improve the editing and I think that's definitely one of the highlights for this trailer.

I'd really like to post a quick sneak peak, but everything about this trailer I feel will be such a surprise that I don't want to spoil it. You'll just have to wait for the Mother Direct!

And that's it for this month! Slow but steady progress is how I'd sum up March. I'm definitely looking forward to the future. Mostly because I'm going to a restaurant with family later today, but next month will have more in store. Like my birthday! Big things coming.

Thanks for reading to the end of the dev log, same as always, these are fun to write. I appreciate you reading them!

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shamelesslyshippingocxcanon · 1 year

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Bucky x Reader: Wakanda

Let's face the fact that Wakanda Bucky is a dandere. He's soft and shy, and basically blushes if you talk to him

You'd be: A) This Wakandan person, whether native or adopted by SoMeOne, or B) You're this CIA agent who gets to tag along with Ross during the Wakanda-opens-up-to-the-world thing

cough cough that's the best thing to do with an OC shipped with Bucky cough cough

You're anyhow amazed at the place. It's not every day you see friendly rhinos, a black panther, a genius princess, and female warriors with Starbucks cups

I also headcanon that Okoye almost quit the Dora unless T'Challa made a Starbucks in Wakanda

And Bucky is on the list of amazing things

The first time he saw you, he was pretty sure he was hallucinating or something, you looked...different than the Wakandans he met

Shuri is the first one to catch one, you guys

"Oh! Y/n! Meet Bucky! He's this brainwashed ass-"

"Shuri!" He gets really flustered

"Y/n Y/n/l, work at CIA"

He vaguely might recall you from the area

"Pleased to meet you...Y/n"

He doesn't realize it's a crush till Steve and Natasha and Sam visit, they immediately start teasing (Nat and Sam) laughing randomly (Sam), and giving advice (Steve and Nat)

He shows up with small excuses like 'Um...Zazu the guy from the coffee shop said you missed the coffee break, and I got it for you' and 'Shuri said you have to go back to the lab...you want me to come with you?'

It's adorable

But one night you accidentally hear him while having a nightmare, you were walking outside peacefully. And you heard him, of course, you're a good person. So you went over and woke him up.

And of course, Bucky is god damned embarrassed, and he doesn't sleep with his arm and shirt on.

But you're more worried about him than the arm and the shirt, you ask him a bunch of questions

"Are you okay Bucky?"

"Yeah...I'm fine, I'm fine"

As you start to leave the blurts out if you could stay with him. Which makes you stop in your tracks. He curses himself for talking and tries to apologize.

But you accept to his surprise. Why wouldn't you?

He doesn't have to wake up all night. Best sleep ever, and you KINDA cuddle.

It would be an awesome moment to just...say you both really like each other

It slips away

But! He does come to you when he has nightmares, and you come to him with problems. Ending up spending so much time together.

He can't ask you out, not now, he's afraid of scaring you away, you're his whole world.

But you LOVE him, not like him.

Bucky and you start getting closer, hugs get a bit more common, and he actualy kisses you one time, on the forehead, a surprise for both

Shuri literally is going to die, she's gonna resort to stalking

"JUST KISS ALREADY YOU TWO!"

"But Shuri, we do."

"WAHTTT-"

"Platonically Shuri."

Also, headcanon that Ramonda adopted Bucky

At this point, every single person in Wakanda ships you two, even the goats seem determined to push you two tougher, literally.

"Which was this ass?"

"Uh...I think it's Rumlow...?"

"You named a goat after a HYDRA agent??"

"Rumlow was the first jerk I thought of."

Finally, he asked you out. T'Challa threw a massive party in the palace, Bucky steered away and bumped into you on the top floor of the palace you looked...amazing, as you always did though

So, he manages to get himself together before talking to you

He's still shy, and he's probably gonna ramble for a bit before getting to the point.

"I really like you- Actually...I think...I love you..."

Your brain takes a minute to process it, and he's already apologizing

"I mean, you really don't have to do anything, I just had to put it out there an-"

"It's okay. Cause...I love you too."

#bucky x reader #bucky fanfic #james bucky buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #wakanda bucky #wakanda bucky x reader #bucky barnes #bucky fluff #y/n #bucky x reader headcanons #wakanda bucky headcanons

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nikatyler · 5 months

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🌈 2023 ✨

Another year is over so it's time for a look back at what was happening on this blog! I haven't really been around, it was just my queue, and maybe that's one reason why I looked at my archive and went "huh" at everything. I don't remember much. The other reason why this year probably went poof in my head is because I was dealing with some mental health stuff lol. I say lol but it wasn't actually very lol but I'm doing better now and 2024...is looking promising for now.

So, let's talk more under the cut, shall we?

January

We're in Bridgeport and Sawyer is living his best life. You know, girlfriends, boyfriends, being turned into a vampire, giving birth to three little vampires, threatening to sell his enemies' organs on the black market...best life indeed.

February

Okay I am now seeing that "talking more" about every month will be impossible since I actually don't have much recollection of 2023 lmao

March

Sawyer and Erin are at the best point of their relationship, but we left them alone for a bit and went back to NSB. Pastel just moved to Strangerville and got a...rather strange roommate.

April

The rather strange roommate becomes Pastel's rather strange wife. I love these two so much. We also say hello to Moss -- and also to Ross, who returns from...god knows where. I mean yeah, there was the ts3 Ross, but technically they're two different people. Parallel universes and stuff.

May

Thea is born and strange wife Jesse gets even stranger. That whole "merging with the mother plant" thing was kinda weird but I really enjoyed it. Idk what I was on but it was fun. And then, before returning to the lepacy, I posted my Cottage Living screenshots! ...which were really just me going "uwu what does this do" on every possible Wicked Whims option.

June

...and I went from posting weird WW Ross stuff to posting wholesome Growing Together Ross stuff. If that gave you a whiplash, I am sorry, but imagine what it must be like for me. I'm locked with this guy in my head 24/7. He's the whiplash king. A blorbo to you, a curse to me. A beloved curse tho. Ok I'm getting weird. Back to the lepacy.

July

Lepacy time! Loved the soap opera Generations gen. Kinda wish I had sticked to some of the storylines instead of going "eh nvm I just wanna play". I'm not saying I regret not actually letting Saywer go on a killing spree but also...imagine if he went on a killing spree. You don't see that in lepacies often do ya

August

August was...welp 💀 I was at the grippy socks hospital for most of that month, 10/10 would recommend, but my queue ran out while I was there so I just reblogged some old stuff for a few weeks.

September

September is just lepacy month. Cornelia and Archer are happy, they get married, they get more children...yeah. Good wholesome Generations times all around. It's not like they're gonna get divorced later or anything.

October

The twins are kind of chaotic, one of them turns into a ghost, both then bring their cursed imaginary friends to life...and the final child of Archer and Cornelia is born.

November

I loved running into Sawyer at the grocery store all the time. Weird vampire alleged killer grandpa behavior suits him. Dorothea goes away to a boarding school, hates it there and instantly comes back. Relatable. Oh and midlife crisis hits Archer hard.

December

And we're in December! Dorothea enters her horsegirl era and finds herself a girlfriend...and we'll continue that in 2024!

What's in store for the new year besides the lepacy? Well, Not So Berry will be making a return (and HOPEFULLY we'll finally get to the end. we need to). There's a story I want to do in the NSB universe, if you know you know. Before we dive into the next lepacy generation, I'm thinking of another BC with the gen 7 heir...oh and Marika's Black Widow. Shoot and I'm starting an irl job in January. Yeah no we're not doing all this in 2024, don't count on it 💀 But I'll try.

Happy New Year! 🎇

#ts3 #ts4 #sims 3 #sims 4 #the sims 3 #the sims 4 #sims #simblr #fleur extra #breeze nsb legacy extra

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hypersonic04 · 9 months

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ross and teacher running into an ex and the other one getting kinda jealous 😮‍💨

Omg I love this idea SO much. As I mentioned before, jealous Ross >>>

I know I said that maybe you’d been a bit awkward at school and not really been in proper relationships, but I do think there was someone at university. It wasn’t very serious, you were young and it was just a bit of fun (that did ultimately leave you heartbroken lol). Anyways, you’re just out running some errands, Ross needs a new shirt for an event at school, so you’re just in a department store helping him pick things out. You’ve had a lovely day - gone for some lunch, he’s treat you to a few bits (which you were adamant not to let him do, but you’re his girl! how can he not?), and now you’re just having a little wander, hand in hand.

You’re just stood looking at some of the clothes, looking for Ross’ size in a sweater, when you feel a tap on your shoulder - it’s your old kind-of-boyfriend!

“Y/n?”

“Oh my goodness!” You smile and accept the hug he offers. It’s been a long time since you’ve seen each other, and the memories of being 19 come flooding back. As stressed as you felt at uni, there were more good memories than bad, and it was a lovely time in your life.

“It’s been ages! You look great! How’ve you been?” He’s definitely a bit too smiley and a bit too enthusiastic, and his hand on your shoulder makes you uncomfortable.

“Yeah, I’m good, thank you! How are you?” As you speak, you’re discreetly looking around for Ross, and you spot him as he’s making his way over to you. There’s a slight crease in his brow, the kind that only you would notice. As he meets your eye line, he raises his eyebrows a bit, almost telepathically asking you who he is.

“I’m good, yeah, thank you-“ his voice trails off a bit when Ross comes over, plastering a sweet smile on his face and standing beside you.

“Y’alright, mate? I’m Ross, y/n’s boyfriend.” They shake hands but you can see the tension in Ross’ face.

“Ross, this is Ben, we went out in uni.” You look between both, and you’d be lying if you said Ross’ jealousy wasn’t very attractive. He raises his eyebrows at you again as you nod in an attempt to diffuse the tension.

“It’s been lovely to see you again, y/n. I should probably go, need to get back to work, but you should message me! Maybe we could meet up for a drink or something?”

“It was nice to see you too!” You smile with a nod, giving him a wave as he walks off.

You turn back to the rail of jumpers and can feel Ross’ eyes on you.

“Everything okay?” You glance at him, pretending not to see the way his mouth forms a straight line and his eyes are arguably a shade darker than usual.

“Ben, hm?” He quirks an eyebrow at you.

“Yeah, Ben.” You frown a little, grabbing his size in the jumper. “Just an ex-boyfriend.”

“You’ve never told me about Ben.” The way he says his name makes you unsure whether to giggle or be intimidated.

“He’s never come up. It was nothing, just a fling at uni.”

“He clearly didn’t think it was nothing.” He scoffs as he follows you to the tills.

“Ross, we went out for about two months, haven’t seen him in years.”

He’s a bit quiet as you leave, heading back to the car.

“What’s wrong?” You turn to him as he turns to look through the rear window, one hand on the wheel.

“Nothing.” He says a bit too quickly.

“Is it about earlier?”

“What happened earlier?”

“Oh, give it a rest.” You scoff, looking at him as he keeps his eyes on the road. “With Ben. Are you annoyed about earlier?”

“No, I’m not annoyed.” He shrugs a bit. “I don’t know, I just…”

You don’t say anything, watching his face like you can see the cogs turning in his head, figuring out the right way to word his feelings.

“I just don’t like the idea of someone else, another man, knowing you like I do.”

It takes you aback, how open he is with you. He glances at you like he’s worried he’s said the wrong thing, but the way the corners of your mouth dare to curve upwards keeps him talking.

“I don’t know. You never really talk about your exes. In my head, I’m the only person in the world that knows you like that. It’s like I can read your mind sometimes, and the thought of someone else having the privilege of that… I don’t know. I guess it makes me jealous.”

He swallows heavily and flexes his hands slightly on the wheel, glancing at you.

“You’re right, Ross. You are the only person in the world that can read my mind.” You pull his free hand into your lap over the console, watching as his shoulders ease at your touch. “I promise, I’ve never had anything like this in my life.”

He brings the back of your hand to his lips and presses a kiss there, visibly more relaxed as you ease his worries.

“Although, seeing you all jealous was very hot.” You mumble, looking down at your lap.

“Oh, really?” He laughs a bit, raising his eyebrows at you.

#ross macdonald #the 1975 #1975 band #fanfic #matty healy #adam hann #george daniel #matty the 1975 #asks #teacher ross

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ieatsmallorphansnamedtom · 2 years

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Okay I stumbled across your blog and I love it! 💖💖 I was reading your Isekaied farmer headcannons and it reminded me of an idea thats been living rent free in my head for too long now! Isekaied farmer but the world they are from is the bachelor(ette)'s favorite TV show?? Like they are the bachelor(ette)'s favorite fictional character kinda thing?? Idk do with it what you like I just needed to share!!

Bachelor(ette)s x Isekaied Character from Their Favourite TV Show

Firstly, I'm so sorry for the wait! Secondly, SKJHDSF thank you!!! Such a cool idea, I'd love to write for it! <3

Bachelors:

Sam

Somehow isn't freaking out. He's way to focused on the fact that his favourite character is standing right in front of him! He immediately takes you to his place and explains everything he can about how your reality is supposed to be purely fictional in this universe. He wants to hear everything!

Elliott

At first, he thinks you're just an amazing cosplayer and actor. But once you explain to him what's going on, he has a bit of a crisis. The directors of the show created something and clearly it became real, so does what he creates become real too? All the battles, deaths, heartaches - did it all really happen to someone, somewhere? Is he at fault?

Sebastian

Spits out his coffee when he sees you. Absolutely dumbfounded. For the first time in ten years, he goes up to a stranger and invites them to talk. He explains everything in perfect detail. You guys are well on track to finding out what's up. To be honest, he gets over it pretty quickly and learns to like you for who you are here, not there!

Harvey

Spits Out His Coffee Two: Electric Boogaloo. This guy also has a crisis, but not for the same reason as Elliott. His is more because this proves the existence of the multiverse, the ability to travel between them, and probably some cosmic entity that brought you here (or a truck). Super on edge around you, but he doesn't dislike you in any way. He's just nervous on how to get close to you.

Shane

He's super interested in what you have to say about your world. There's only so much a set can provide for worldbuilding. You two get drunk and talk about how different it must be living here now. I HC this man is too drunk/sleep deprived/annoyed to care about anything. He's just like 'alright. Well, that's gonna give me a crisis,' and goes about his day.

Alex

His brain is overloaded with information. He can barely comprehend letters in math. What is this? Why is the cute character from my favourite show moving into town? Am I dreaming? Probably! He becomes sort of protective of you. I mean, if you came here enemies might have as well!

Bachelorettes:

Penny

She's super flustered to see you. You're definitely from an obscure book from an even obscurer library so nobody but her recognises you. You'd certainly have to be the one to approach her. She's very cautious in helping you with your isekai issue, fearing it may mess things up even further.

Leah

Sweet Yoba, it's Bob Ross you! She walks up to you immediately pretending to not notice that you're her favourite character. She waits until you confide in her to admit she's known the whole time. She knows it must be pretty confusing for you, and she wants to give you time.

Abigail

Long, giddy stares from across the room. Everybody thinks she has a thing for you, when in reality she's just so excited to have the coolest person ever in the same room as her! A person who, frankly, shouldn't even exist! Very open with the isekai thing, talking about it in public (and getting confused stares as she does).

Maru

Before she says hello, she takes a few weeks to try and figure out why and how this has happened. When she eventually comes to the conclusion that she doesn't know, she invites you over and shows you the episodes you're featured in, explaining all the knowledge she has on the situation. Although she'd like to, she knows she can't risk just letting you stay.

Emily

She screams with delight at seeing you. A few others probably recognise you as well, so they're not as judgmental when she runs to you with open arms and wraps you in a big hug. Gives you a big tour of town and explains everything you need to know, even how to do a handshake.

Haley

She will NEVER approach you. It's just lots of confused staring from across the fountain or room. Is that really them? It can't be! When you talk to her, she's really awkward and flustered. I mean, who wouldn't be? It's you! Despite never talking to you however, she does make an active effort to be near you.

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Once again, sorry for the wait! I really like this prompt. Thank you for the ask! <33

#stardew valley #sdv #sdv headcanons #stardew valley headcanons #sdv sam #sdv elliott #sdv sebastian #sdv harvey #sdv shane #sdv alex #sdv penny #sdv leah #sdv abigail #sdv maru #sdv emily #sdv haley #ieatsmallorphansnamedtom

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the1975attheirverybest · 1 year

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Hi 👋🏾

I have spoken to you (everyone…?) in a minute so how are you? Just a little concept: what do you think matty would do if his partner/best friend had something like adhd or asd and became over stimulated? Maybe in like a party or out at dinner? That happens to me a lot so I was curious as to what you think :)

-🥳

Ooohhhh, I think he’s said he probably has ADHD and the only reason he hasn’t been diagnosed professionally is because “you probably couldn’t get me to stay in the chair long enough to get a diagnosis” that way years ago though. So I wonder if that’s changed?

With or without diagnosis/ treatment, I think he would be extremely understanding and sympathetic. Especially if those are things he’s felt before, and even more so, if the conversation has come up. Like if his partner or friend has told him that this is something that happens to them/ how they feel about it. He’d make a mental note to be extra cautious in highly stimulating environments and stuff. So, like, if you were at some dinner somewhere new and different, with a lot of people. Maybe the guys, their partners, but also friends of friends and folks from the label, etc. and everyone’s kinda talking so there are several conversations going at once, and waiters going back and forth and maybe some people are trying to make polite chitchat with her or get to know her, and it’s just a lot.

At first, Matty is pulled into some conversation between George and the equipment dude. Which makes him momentarily forget that these kinds of situations can be stressful for her. Then he glances over to ask if she wants her wine refilled or if needs anything, and sees from the look on her face, that everything’s overwhelming.

He gently touches her back. “Hey, you alright?”

He’s whispering, but she feels a bit weird that anyone/ everyone can see them and she doesn’t want her facial expression or anything to indicate that she doesn’t like being here. So, she’s annoyed that they’re even having this conversation. She tries to shut it down really quickly. Brushing him off. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine.”

He tries to ask her again, but she’s not having it. She feels silly that she can’t self-regulate and get her mind and body to calm down. And, on top of that, she feels guilty for concerning Matty in front of everyone he knows and cares about. She doesn’t want him to have to constantly think about her on a night like this.

“Excuse me, Darling. Come with me?” He takes her hand in his firmly, not giving her a chance to squirm away.

She sees him whisper something to George about needing to step away for a bit.

Once they’re alone in a secluded corner of the restaurant, he asks her again. “Listen, if this is all too much, we can just leave.”

“No, no! Please! I don’t wanna have to go around and explain to everyone-“

“Explain? You don’t need to explain. Say the word and we’ll leave, right now!”

“Matty, don’t be ridiculous.”

“Look into my eyes right now. I’m dead serious. Do I not look serious?”

She watches him, and he does, in fact, look serious.

“But that’s rude. I don’t wanna just disappear. Don’t want to hurt peoples feelings.”

“Literally who would care? What, George? George loves you. You love him. You’re always going on about how he’s like your brother. What? Adam and Carly? The parents who have a million things to worry about and will probably call their sitter a thousand times in the next half hour because they can’t chill? Or Jamie? Ross? Literally who would be mad at you?”

“Won’t they be mad at YOU?”

“The people whose opinion matters to me will understand. A friend of a friend who tagged along for a free dinner? Fuck no. I don’t care. Let’s get you home. You can relax. Unwind. Get a break from all this stuff. Yeah? Let’s go. George will hold onto our coats and stuff.”

#🥳anon #Matty concepts

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eridan-amporaa · 9 months

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Okay, now for Strife Decks! These ones are a little more of me throwing ideas out there since there's not a lot of concrete "weapons" in Spooky Month outside of guns and knives

Streber - probably has a lot of tools allocated just because it's quicker than keeping them in his modus, especially if he's in the Zone on a project. Hammerkind, wrenchkind, screwdriverkind, things like that

Radford - as a joke I kinda want to give him disckind, however with some Alchemy they could probably be useful as weapons? Maybe more like throwing stars

Ross - I feel like Ross would just take whatever's on hand and run with it: wrench (if his dad's a biker like people speculate), a musical instrument, a knife/pocket knife, etc. He seems like someone who would also "cheat the system" by keeping an empty Strife Deck around and then making more via the Alchemiter to have more weapon options

Roy - Fistkind. He's a bully, he's aggressive, and he bopped Skid and Pump over the head with his fists in The Stars. I think he'd also use batkind if he had a baseball bat lying around

Robert - I don't think Robert would have a set deck until they were in the game, doesn't seem like him. As for actual weapon... maybe a yo-yo? Seems like something he would have lying around, and like with Radford's disckind it could be a lot more useful with Alchemy

Susie - Paintbrushkind, obviously. Probably very physical at first but later alchemized for the paint to have different properties, longer range, or just damaging in its own right

Skid and Pump - I put them together because honestly I don't see them fighting at all, or very little. If they had too, I could see Skid picking up rulerkind like his mom, or maybe umbrellakind from that umbrella in the closet. Pump meanwhile could have matchkind, or somehow even obtain the seemingly impossible pumpkinkind

Ethan - ...needlekind? We don't know a lot of Ethan's interests outside of his doll making hobby. I feel like even if he did have needlekind he'd swap it out for a more practical weapon later

I saved Kevin for last because I really like the idea I came up for him - candykind! At first it seems entirely useless because, well, it's candy, tiny things that can only distract or trip up enemies briefly. However, Kevin eventually realizes that anything alchemized with candy counts under candykind, leading to him having lollipop clubs and cherry bombs that actually explode. It goes from being a joke deck to something that's incredibly varied and honestly OP, and it fits in with Kevin being a Page excellently

these are pretty good! I like a lot of the concepts here, just wanna elaborate a bit. got some bullet points here we go

radford starts with the theater as his "house", but he only takes the front bit - none of the actual theaters. he would totally have disckkinda the start, but he might aslo grab a popcorn pot or smthn for a better melee weapon

ross seems like the type to carry a pocketknife around to me. especially after the stars. knifekind. (he definitely tries the strife deck thing tho)

roy absolutely keeps a baseball bat under his bed in case of emergencies I think. but he would prolly prefer fistkind. maybe he makes gauntlets + has the bat as a backup

I was gonna give susie penkind or pencilkind, maybe she could have all 3? artsupplykind? shed prolly end up making a more useful weapon later using some of ross's spare strife cards

skid would probably use whatever he found first, probably rulerkind or something yeah. maybe hed get a projectilekind card later and just throw any number of random things

pump would probably still use an improvised weapon, but put a little more care into it? like he just has this feeling that hes gonna need a good weapon later. maybe ropekind, and later chainkind?

ethan would probably use needlykind for a while, if not permanently. I could see him becoming a magic user p easily. tho he could also just alchemist a more practical weapon later

I love candykind it's so fun!! also Kevin's at his apartment which makes this way funnier. like. mans had kitchen knives and prolly a baseball bat with how paranoid he is he just forgot they existed lmao

robert and streber make a lot of sense here! fits their personalities, and the yo-yo thing would be so fun. he could do it like the kirby ability

#hsmisc.txt #homestuck #homestuck au #spooky month #spooky month au #spookystuck au #ask

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averagewriter-inthedark · 2 years

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How they act when you get a partner | Dysfunctional Quartet HC | Post TFATWS

Read more dysfunctional quartet imagines & hcs here -> Series Masterlist | Marvel Masterlist

Pairings: Sam Wilson x Vigilante!reader (platonic/flirtatious), Bucky Barnes x Vigilante!reader (platonic/flirtatious), Helmut Zemo x Vigilante!reader (platonic/flirtatious), Everett Ross x Vigilante!reader (romantic/flirtatious) <- for this HC at least

Content warnings: profanity, flirtatious banter, mentions of sex | Gn!reader (They/Them)

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Bucky Barnes

Well getting together with Agent Ross was the last thing Bucky could have predicted. The man was furious when he and the others discovered you two had a night of passion. It wasn’t because he didn’t want you to be happy—you two had become close friends over the course of your partnership, but being intimately involved with y’all’s supervisor could literally jeopardize the team.

“Are you serious, Y/n?” He groaned, facepalming with an expression of absolute blasphemy. “Of all the people on this planet, you and Ross—.”

“You jealous or something, cupcake?” You teased, unfazed by his reaction.

“No, I’m not jealous,” he tightened his jaw. “And you know that. But what if things go wrong with you two? He’s our fucking superior.”

“Bucky,” You teased with a laugh. “Everett and I are two grown ass adults who are very capable of not letting pleasure come between business,” You paused to bit your lip, mischief in your eyes. “But don’t hold me to that, because honestly whenever he walks into a room that man gets my mouth watering—.”

Bucky groans again, pushing off the wall to exit the room. “I’m leaving—I can’t listen to this.” You shook your head with a sigh, just in time for your phone to buzz.

‘Dinner tonight? Around 7 at Giorgio’s?’ The message read causing a smirk to make it’s way on your lips. ‘Meet you there, silver-fox😘’

Sam Wilson

When the new broke to Sam, he was……concerned. Like Bucky he wasn’t too pleased with the idea of you and Ross being together. He was shocked when he find out y’all slept together, but then again there was some sexual tension between the two of you that it was bound to happen.

“You sure you know what you’re doing?” He asked, watching Ross walk away after giving you a kiss on the cheek following a meeting you all had.

“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have eyes on him since we first met, Cap,” you smiled, openly checking your man out as he departed. “It’s kinda sexy when you think about it. CIA Agent and the criminal. I think we’ll be a better love story than Twilight.”

Sam rolls his eyes, “You know, you really know how to surprise me, L/n. But as long as you’re happy and it doesn’t compromise this team, then have a blast.”

You turn to the Avenger, beaming with grin and pat his chest. “Thanks, boss man. Now if you’ll excuse me, it is now my duty to send my hunk of a partner some racy texts to get him flustered at his next meeting.”

Helmut Zemo

Zemo was surprised, but he really didn’t care who you dated. Admittedly, he wasn’t impressed with your choice due to the fact Ross was the one who detained him after the whole Siberia situation thanks to T’Challa. But given you were Zemo’s favorite of the little team you have and closest thing he’d call a best friend, he respected whatever you did.

“You know when I said to kiss up to the boss, I didn’t actually mean to kiss him, Y/n.”

You sighed, popping open a bottle of beer with your teeth, “Don’t act like you wouldn’t do the same, Z. You’re just mad I got to him first.”

The man scoffed, taking the bottle from you as you handed it to him before repeated the process on another for yourself. “Well, let us cheers to your newfound romance. May he treat you with dignity and respect, and not be the one to have to arrest you.” You two clinked glasses before bringing them to your mouths.

“You know, Z,” you smirked, “I think Maria Hill is single. I can see if Ev is willing to—.”

“Don’t even think about it.”

Bonus: Everett Ross

When you strutted into Everett’s office ignoring the many agents telling you to wait in the lobby, you couldn’t help but smirk at the expression he was giving you. Though it may have looked like he was glaring, you could see the amusement behind his eyes. You simply perched yourself on the corner of his desk and started down at him.

“I thought we both agreed we’d keep things on the low,” he said, bringing his hand up to scratch at his chin.

You tilted your head, raising a brow as you replied, “and I thought we agreed on letting our one night be a secret, but look how that turned out.” Everett leans back in his chair, biting his lip to hide the smile.

“I take it everyone knows?” When you nod he adds, “how did they take it?”

You hop off the desk before settling down in his lap, the action surprising him. You smirked again at the redness on his cheeks. “Bucky hated it of course, but he’ll get over it. Sam was concerned, but he trusts us. And Zemo doesn’t give a shit.” Everett gives a sigh, blushing more as you let your fingers trail up his tie.

“Don’t worry, silver-fox,” you say, tugging his tie so his face was pulled closer to you. “You and I are mature—don’t give me that look,” you say when his brows raise at your choice of words, “You know how I feel about you and about this team. Just try not to make it so obvious I’m your favorite, okay?”

Everett let’s out a laugh making you grin. He shakes his head before slowly leaning in to lock your lips, but not before saying, “You’re going to be the death of me, L/n.”

#Bucky barnes headcanon #sam wilson headcanon #helmut zemo headcanon #everett ross headcanon #dysfunctional quartet imagine #dysfunctional quartet #tfatws headcanons #tfatws #everett ross x reader #everett ross imagine #everett ross #bucky barnes x reader #sam wilson x reader #helmut zemo x reader #martin freeman

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A New Start - Part 1 (The Boy Nanny!OC)

2107 words. Warnings: just Brahms being a little bit of a creep at the end, but it comes without saying.

It had been six months since Maeve had moved back to Manchester. She took life easy and in baby steps. Taking one day at a time.

Her shy and reserved nature made it hard for her to make many friends in the city, but she did make friends online. Percy Jones, Ellie Manson, Merry Ross and Alia Fowl. Maeve had met Ellie from her travel blog, then Percy appeared in the background during one of their video call art sessions. Merry and Alia were fellow readers of Ellie's blog, and friends of Ellie as well! It was quite a nice group she had, and she loved them dearly, despite the big distance between them.

Percy had mentioned her pen pal, Blair. She seemed like a really cool person, but unfortunately she had no access to an internet connection. Percy had given her Blair's mailing address, maybe she would send her a letter once she got to her own new address herself.

Speaking of which, while the life insurance money was nowhere near running out, Maeve felt like she would go insane if she didn't do something with herself other than lie around all day and wait for the next session with her therapist, or the next time her friends texted her. So she started hunting for a job.

First, she thought of teaching music at a local school, but had no luck. She was about to consider giving private piano lessons, until a certain job application fell on her lap.

She had been hired as a tutor and caretaker for the Heelshire's son, Brahms. His parents had been looking for somebody who would be able to care for the boy while they were away, while also maintaining his homeschooling.

It was perfect! Maeve was still scared of being around too many people, so the idea of caring for a single child was a lot more welcoming than giving a class to a full room of kids. She would have to move to the Heelshire Manor for the job, and since she had been renting, she had no problem in bringing her belongings with her. There wasn't much left since the fire…

Twas the night before she was being picked up by the private driver, and she was excited, but also anxious beyond relief. She paced back and forth in front of her laptop while speaking out loud, she was on a video call with Ellie, Percy by her side, and Merry.

"What if the kid doesn't like me? What if he cries, and I don't know how to calm him down? Am I supposed to call his parents back from vacation? OH GOD, WHAT IF HE IS A BRAT AND I LOSE MY TEMPER?!"

Merry held her own forehead as she sighed at her exasperated friend. Percy gave a small chuckle.

"You'll be fine, girlie! You'll see" she said, Merry humming in agreement.

"I'm sure the kid will be fine! It’s you, who I'm kinda worried about, Mae. Are you sure you want to do this?" Ellie chimed in.

Maeve finally sat down in front of her laptop and let out a strong deep breath before answering, "Of course, I need this. I need to have more responsibilities, and you know I always wanted to be a mum, so this will be good practice for that!"

"Alright, just keep us all posted, okay? You are going into the middle of nowhere, please don't disappear on us!" Merry said, "If we don't hear from you within a week, I'm sending Jason out to get you!" she declared, half joking.

"I'll keep in touch, I promise" Maeve said, raising a hand, the other one over her heart, "It's getting late for me. I'll try to go to sleep now, and I'll text you all in the group chat once I arrive at the manor"

"Have a good night, Mae!" Ellie said, Percy joining in while waving at the screen, "Night, Mae! Don't forget to keep us posted!" she said, pointing at the camera. "Try to rest, okay hun? Sweet dreams!" Merry said, waving at Maeve.

Maeve waved at her friends, "Goodnight, me lassies! Ellie, send my regards to Vinny! I hope to see more of his work soon. Percy, make sure Bo doesn't torture his twin too bad. And Merry, say hi to Jason for me! Oh, and tell Alia and Mikey I said hi as well!"

After they all said their goodbyes, Maeve closed her laptop with yet another heavy sigh.

She wasn't able to sleep all night.

The vintage car had arrived in the early morning, and once all her things were ready, she got in the backseat and braced herself for the long ride. Once the initial nerves had died out, she fell asleep, only to be rudely woken up by the driver, who aggressively tapped on the window she was leaning against.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know how else to wake you, miss"

Maeve rubbed her eyes to get rid of the grogginess before stepping out of the vehicle, it had been a very long ride, apparently, since it was already dark outside.

She was previously informed that her trip was paid for in advance, and that the driver would take care of her luggage.

It was a rather cold night, the tip of her nose going red with the chill, and both her and the driver's breath made visible under the dim lighting at the front door, so Maeve rushed indoors and left the door open as courtesy for the driver, who was getting her stuff in the house.

She gazed at the tall ceilings, marveling at the masterfully carved wood on the walls, as well as the beautiful staircase.

"Hello? Is anybody around?" she called out. No answer though.

She wandered around the first floor of the manor, reaching a room full of books, an old record player, and a small piano. She reached for the instrument out of instinct and played a few notes to try out the sound. It sounded a bit like a toy piano rather than the ones she used to play at Uni, I'm glad I have my keyboard with me, she thought to herself.

She turned to exit the room when she heard some footsteps nearby, she walked back to the foyer, expecting to find somebody, only for it to be empty. That's strange, she could've sworn she heard footsteps…

She brushed it off and focused on admiring the paintings on the walls, they were full of beautiful art, and one of them stood out to her.

A family portrait, a picture of Mr. and Mrs. Heelshire, and a small child, whom she assumed to be the one she would be taking care of. She mindlessly reached out to the painting, to touch the boy's face, until she was interrupted by somebody clearing their throat behind her.

She jumped at the sound, and turned around quickly, to see an old lady patiently waiting for her to respond.

"Ah, my apologies, I suppose you are Mrs. Heelshire?" Maeve said, tucking some of her hair behind her left ear, the redness of burn scars on it suddenly visible, unbeknownst to her, "I'm Maeve Sweeney, it is a pleasure to meet you" she said, with a small bow to her head.

The lady noticed the scars, but quickly looked at the young woman's eyes before speaking "Yes, dear. It is a pleasure to meet you, as well." she paused for a second, "I'm afraid little Brahms has been put to bed already, you'll meet him tomorrow. Follow me, now. That was a long trip you had, I'm sure you must be hungry"

Maeve smiled and bowed her head again, "Famished, actually", to which Mrs. Heelshire responded with a hum, before turning and starting to walk towards the kitchen, with Maeve following close.

A kind-faced old man was sat at the small kitchen table, patiently waiting as the two ladies entered the room. There was a plate with chicken roast and mashed potatoes with gravy, along with a glass of wine and silverware set on the opposite seat at the table.

"Daddy, this is Maeve" Mrs. Heelshire said. The old man stood up, "It's so nice to finally meet you in person, young lady, I'm Mr. Heelshire. It was a shame that you couldn't join us for dinner, but we saved a plate just for you, as per Brahms' request"

Maeve sat in front of the plate, a polite and calm demeanor to her, "Well, the little lad is truly a gentleman. I'll make sure to thank him tomorrow when I meet him. May I?" she asked, to which Mr. Heelshire motioned with his hand and nodded.

The old pair sat across from her at the table as she began eating her late dinner. The food was delicious, and the wine decadent.

"We don't waste any food in this house, all of the leftovers are placed in containers into the freezer behind you" Mrs. Heelshire said, which prompted Maeve to turn her head to look, revealing the bright red scars on the back of her neck.

As she turned her head back to the couple, she noticed a faint apologetic look in Mrs. Heelshire's eyes, as well as a sad, worried look on Mr. Heelshire's. They continued to explain her duties as she continued eating. Once she was finished, she bowed her head once again and thanked the couple for the meal, before standing and moving to wash her own dishes.

Brahms' parents were pleased at the young lady's manners, "Miss Sweeney, you are to expect some help with the house chores every week. On Sundays, the gardener will show, on Mondays, the delivery man will come with groceries for you, along with your weekly pay, and on Tuesdays, a cleaning maid. This house is so big, after all. It would be rather unkind of us to expect you to care for the entirety of the estate by yourself." Mr. Heelshire said, to which the missus added, "We also arranged a monthly nurse to come and draw blood from you, for your blood tests, as you requested. Your medication will be delivered with the groceries"

Maeve had thanked all the creatures above and below for the acting classes she took at Uni, she was afraid the old fashioned couple wouldn't give her the job if they knew she was trans, but she still needed her estrogen pills. So she informed them that she had a rare disorder that caused her body to not produce enough estrogen on its own. Hence why she needed the pills, and monthly blood work done, to keep track of how her body reacted to the medication.

"Thank you, Madam, Sir." she said, regarding the pair, "You are all too generous"

After it was all said and done, Mr. Heelshire excused himself to the drinking room, while Mrs. Heelshire escorted Maeve to her new room.

"Please, keep quiet, that's little Brahmsy's room, right there" she said, pointing at the door across the hallway. Maeve nodded and followed Mrs. Heelshire into her own bedroom.

The interior of the room was just as elegant and beautiful as the rest of the manor. A king sized bed, dressed in silk and linen sheets, along with knitted wool duvets and covers, sat in the room. Maeve could feel herself getting drowsy again, just by looking at it.

"Please, Miss Sweeney, make yourself at home. And make sure to rest, we will expect you to be up and ready at 7 am, tomorrow" Mrs. Heelshire said, standing still at the door.

"Of course, Madam. Thank you." Maeve said, with another small bow of her head, to which the old lady smiled and left, closing the door behind her.

Maeve left her phone on the bedside table and went to the on-suite bathroom to take a quick hot shower, then exited, wearing her antique nightgown. She crawled into the soft bed and relaxed, grabbing her phone again to finally give her girlfriends an update.

There wasn't a signal out in the country, but there was a single wifi connection titled "Heelshire Manor", it had no password.

She connected her phone and sent a message in the group chat they all shared, "Hello! I'm finally at the manor, you should all see this place, it looks like out of a fairytale book! I haven't met the boy yet, but his parents are lovely. I'll send more updates tomorrow! Good night 💕". Sent.

She drifted off to a deep sleep almost immediately after, never noticing the aforementioned "boy"s presence, looking down at her peaceful sleeping form.

A/N: The intro turned a lot longer than I expected, so I decided to divide it into 2 parts. Part 2 will be posted as soon as I finish writting ✨

Taglist: @rottent33th @slaasherslut @the-pinstriped-hood @allthingsblood @moon-of-desire @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @texaschainsawslvt @angxlslasher @kalid-raven @mr-trick Imma also add @bluecoolr because I admire you a lot and I would love to know your thoughts 💕

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I think another kinda confusing thing about Joel and the date is how comfortable he was with Jan during the bar outing the last chapter.

Like, he didn’t shy away or look uncomfortable with her touches and even just excuses it away with that she’s just a bit drunk.

And even as just a reader/outsider, it kinda makes you go “hmm…” so actually being in that situation as the reader (confusing lmao but just seeing the reader as an actual character kinda thing) I can’t imagine how confusing that would be for her, especially after everything.

I know she definitely has her flaws and problems and has done some things wrong but seeing everything from her perspective, I just can’t help but feel for her. And be mad at Joel. All of this is just so hard and confusing for her and he just adds and adds to it. What did he think she would feel like? He has sex with her and immediately afterwards tells her he’s going on a date and the next day she sees them together with Jan being all touchy and everything. Like, to me, that would be a huge fucking hint to get lost! To forget all about him and try to move on!

Now, I’m trying to not be super harsh on Joel but he was being a bit of a shithead in that bathroom. I don’t wanna think he’s a stupid fuckboy that doesn’t care because there’s clearly a lot of feelings there from his side and I really want to give him the credit that he’s not that much of an idiot. (I know they’re both technically free to do whatever they want but this feels a bit like a Ross “we were on a break” situation lmao! Like yeah technically…. But it’s obvious it would be shitty?) I like to think that Joel is pretty emotionally mature and I hope he does get to prove that to us because right now… it doesn’t seem like it haha!

I am so glad the reader opened up like that, even if it was in a bit of a rage. I think her emotional reaction definitely shocked Joel a lot and I hope he realises that there’s also feelings from her side but that these kind of feelings are harder for her to deal with. I think Joel loves a lot and he loves very freely so it’s easy for him? It’s comfortable for him. But that’s not how it’s going to be for everybody! I’m very curious to see how this will continue with them. If Joel is gonna be honest about his date and if reader will tell him the actual reason for her injury and if they’re both just gonna admit there’s feelings and actually talk! And eventually Tommys reaction too! I feel like he’s gonna absolutely kick himself for setting up that date for Joel!

I’m very excited to read more hopefully soon! I’m really liking this and really loved the last chapter a lot! (I’ve reread it like 4 times now lmao!) much love to you!

🤍 YES, YES, AND YES TO EVERYTHING!! 🤍

Thank you soooo much for this ask 😍😍😍 I hope you're prepared for a bunch of memes lol:

I think another kinda confusing thing about Joel and the date is how comfortable he was with Jan during the bar outing the last chapter. Like, he didn’t shy away or look uncomfortable with her touches and even just excuses it away with that she’s just a bit drunk. And even as just a reader/outsider, it kinda makes you go “hmm…” so actually being in that situation as the reader (confusing lmao but just seeing the reader as an actual character kinda thing) I can’t imagine how confusing that would be for her, especially after everything.

Hell. Yeah. Can you imagine? As you said, it's confusing as fuck for reader because all of this is coming out of nowhere and all at once! They've been seeing each other more or less regularly for like half a year at this point and he's never once told her about other women. (Of course, we don't know 100% if he never actually hooked up with anyone else or if he just never told reader.) But still, this situation is completely new to reader since Joel's been pretty open about only wanting her, and possibly wanting something more serious.

And yeah, what's up with the touching? Is he sleeping with Jan or was he just too polite to tell her to fuck off in front of everyone? Maybe Jan really is just drunk / not realizing what she's doing, or maybe she's just an affectionate person like Tommy for example? 🤔

She's giving in to her feelings a bit after they have sex and asks him to spend time with her at her place (which is a huge step for her!!) and then he pulls this shit...My reaction lmao:

And then he's in the bar with someone else's hands all over him? Can you imagine? You've spent all this time with this guy, guarding your heart, being careful, keeping him at arm's length. And then, when you realize hmmm he's not like my ex or the other assholes I hook up with, he makes me feel safe and appreciated, and maybe I could let myself be happy with him, it looks like he's moved on. You've waited too long and lost your chance with him. Or maybe he never actually wanted to be with you anyway and you're just delusional. That's what's going on in reader's mind right now. Can you imagine how much that must hurt?

Can confirm: he is in fact not a stupid fuckboy! He's just dumb, like we all are sometimes. I think he has great emotional intelligence and he's a mature guy with life & love experience, but that doesn't mean he's perfect and won't make mistakes.

AAAAAH YOU GET IT!!!!!

That's exactly what is happening!!!! Joel and reader are soooo different when it comes to expressing love / feelings!!! That's why reader was so shocked and hurt by the fact that Joel is going out with someone else. He's always been so open and comfortable with expressing his affection for reader and now she's super confused.

And Joel's so shocked at reader's admission of feelings because she's always held them in so much. This is literally reader lol:

And now all of these feelings are out in the open and they can hopefully sit down, communicate and be honest with each other and themselves. 🤞 Also, lmao at Tommy. Do you think he knows already? Do you think he'd find it weird? He loves reader to death and I can't wait to show more of their relationship and why/how they know each other in future parts!!

I’m very excited to read more hopefully soon! I’m really liking this and really loved the last chapter a lot! (I’ve reread it like 4 times now lmao!) much love to you!

Thank you thank you thank you!! I'm so happy you're enjoying the ride! 😭🥹 What an incredible compliment that you're rereading my stuff! 🙏🤍 I'm currently working on a little one-shot with these two. It's a prequel to part 1, and I'll hopefully post it soon! 😋 I love you!!! 🤍🤍🤍🤍

#ask #fwb!joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x reader #series: you wanted this #fic: sunshine #you're amazing!!#thank you for reading!! <3

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tylrgalpins · 1 year

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so thoughts on the ted lasso finale since you reblogged to say you enjoyed it.

i'm going to put them undercut just cause it will contain spoilers!! but yes, i did like and enjoy the finale.

so my thoughts on the ted lasso finale, why I enjoyed it and why I felt the majority of the characters ended up where they should be.

so first let's address ted because so many people didn't like the fact he went back to kansas and left his found family just for henry. I saw loads of people say it was very out of character for ted but I got to disagree.

in s2 we found out that a lot of ted's issues and struggles stemed from the fact his father committed suicide when he was only 16 and that resulted in him feeling like his father abandoned him.

with ted having carried that all his life I understand why he felt he needed to go home to be with his son and be more active in his life. he never wanted henry to feel like he had abandoned him and so he went home to be with him even if it meant sacrificing his life in richmond. ted put his son first. and yes, it's nice to think 'well Henry could come to England' but realistically, to uproot his life like that and take him away from everyone in his life would be a lot for a teenager to go through.

Now let's talk about Rebecca.

I know loads of people are angry about tedbecca, which personally I don't ship so maybe that changes my opinion but I generally don't think the fact them two not getting together spoilt her story or her arc.

To me, the entire arc of Rebecca was for her to finally stop caring about Rupert and what he thinks, to get out of his hold and actually realise how much she loves and care for the club.

And she did that, she stopped caring about beating rupert and cared about the team instead. she realised how much good she had done with the club and how important it was to her and how important she was to the club.

That was her story arc done, and to me it was satisfying.

I know tedbecca shippers are upset and yes it sucks when your ship doesn't happen but to me there was no way they could have worked. ted needed to go back to henry, and rebecca needed to stay. imagine how angry everyone would have been if rebecca gave it all up to be with ted. just look how much everyone hates ross & rachel for the exact same reason.

So the roy/jamie/keeley part.

So this was maybe the part i was least happy about but also I don't think it was that bad.

I loved roy & keeley and it sucked so much that they didn't end up together but I do feel that was best for the characters at this moment.

they broke up because roy didn't feel worthy and then he did nothing to help change that mindset. we finally saw him making strides in the last few minutes and i do feel he needs to sort himself out before him & keeley give it another go because at the moment nothing has changed.

I also kinda liked that Keeley ended up single, for the entire series she's pretty much always had a partner. I like that she's decided to focus on her career for a while.

Sure it would've been nice if they had done the previous two bullets throughout season 3 but they didn't, and I think they are important for the relationship to work.

Now jamie, i do largely want to ignore the comment he made about keeley because he's made the best character progress of the season and I love him. at the same time, while the comment was out of line, i do sort of think it's on brand. a lot of the roy/jamie friendship is based on trying to out do each other and I just don't think jamie thought before he spoke which I also thought was on brand for jamie. that said I don't agree with the stuff he said.

I still love jamie and i don't think that one comment ruins his entire redemption.

other stuff.

I was really happy colin got to kiss his fella even if we all saw it coming. i've really enjoyed his storyline and I thought it was done well.

I am really pleased with where the team ended up at the end of the season.

I loved that sam got to play for nigeria.

i've seen a few people say they hated that nate didn't really move forward, especially as he came back to richmond as a kitman. but i felt this was the whole point of his story. he reached the top and it sucked for him, he lost everything but then realised that actually, that didn't matter anyway.

YES for roy kent as manager.

a little gutted they didn't end up winning the whole fucking thing.

happy with where trent crimm ended up.

loved that beard stayed but not so much that he married jane.

i think that covers everything but come talk to me about anything you want regarding the final.

#ted lasso #ted lasso spoilers #answered #anonymous

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opie-nixx · 2 years

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Fuck you, Micah! (CHAP. 12)

Hosea: "Its gonna work out, just listen to Dutch."

Dutch: "I don't expect you to understand this... but I have never been more proud of you... than I am right now, brother. You're doing the right thing.

John: "If I don't get that boy back, she'll kill us all." He says full of worry and fear.

Y/n: "John, I can assure you he knows we're comin, and I know for a fact he ain't in the business of killin kids. Don't let what that hag said get to ya." I say as I place my hand on his giving it a tight squeeze offering a small smile. John nods his head as Dutch and Arthur agree.

Hosea: "Do you know anything about this Bronte?"

Y/n: "Just some Italian gang leader kinda like Dutch but more "civilized" and fancy I suppose you can say."

Dutch: "How do you know this?"

Y/n: "Some things are better kept a secret."

Lenny: "Hey, Dutch. We got a problem." Lenny walks in with Milton and Ross keeping a gun on him.

Milton: "Not a problem... visitors... a solution. Good day fine people. Mr. Van der Linde. Mr. Mathews, I presume. And... who are you 2?" Milton says walking cautiously into camp as he points between John and I. We all stand from the table as the gang begins to surround them. Arthur pulling me behind him.

John: "Rip Van Winkle."

Y/n: "None of your god damn business." I snap as I furrow my brows.

Milton: "Huh... good day, sir, ma'am. Agent Milton, Pinkerton... Detective Agency. Agent Ross. Ah, Mr. Morgan... nice to see you again." I grip onto the back of Arthur's jacket.

Dutch: "And what do we owe the pleasure? Agent Moron."

Milton: " don't know if you're aware but this... this is a civilized land now. We didn't kill all them savages... only to allow the likes of you... to act like human dignity... and basic decency was outmoded or not yet invented. This thing... it's done."

Dutch: "This place... ain't no such thing as civilized. It's man so in love with greed... He has forgotten himself and found only appetites."

Milton: "And as a consequence that lets you take what you please... kill whom you... please and hang the rest of us? Who made you the messiah... to these lost souls you've led so horribly astray?"

Dutch: " I'm nothing but a seeker, Mr. Milton."

Milton: "You ain't much of anything more than a killer, Mr. Van der Linde. But I came to make a deal. It's time. You come with me... and I give the rest of ya three days to run off... disappear and go and live like human beings.... someplace else."

Dutch: "You came for me? Risked life and limb in this den of lowlifes and murderers... so that they might live and love? Ain't that fine." The gang gives a small chuckle.

Milton: "I don't wanna kill all these folk, Dutch... just you."

Dutch: "In that case... it'd be my honor... to join you. Excuse me, friends... I have an appointment to keep with..." He remarks throwing his hands in the air, I draw my revolver and point it at Milton as the rest of the gang does the same to them both.

Y/n: "I've never been good at reading the room, but I think it's time you should go." I say snarkily.

Milton: "You're making a mistake all of you."

Dutch: "Yeah... dreadful. We have got something... something to live and die for. How awful for us, Mr. Milton. Stop following us... we'll be gone soon."

Milton: "I'm afraid I can't... and when I return I'll be with fifty men. All of you will die. Run away from this place, you fools. Run!"

Lenny: "Come on." He urges giving them a shove.

Milton: "Get your hands off me boy." He shoves as him and Ross leave on there horses.

Arthur: "What now?" Arthur sighs as he steps out in front as we all watch them leave.

Dutch: "We get outta here... and quick. Any ideas?"

Arthur: "I know a big old house... hidden in the swamps outside Saint Denis. I'm sure they'll find us eventually... but it should buy us a few days."

Dutch: "A few days is all we need."

Arthur: "You and Arthur ride out... and make sure no one else has moved in. Lenny... you go follow those fools outta here... make sure that they leave. And, John... we'll get Jack back and we'll get gone. Rest of you get packing!"

John mutters how crazy this is as Arthur gives me a peck on the lips before following after John. I make my way to Arthur's tent and begin to pack his stuff. Being grateful most of his stuff is packed, I make quick work of getting his cot folded up along with his blankets. Once I step outside and begin to untether the tent itself from the ground pins I hear heavy steps behind me.

Charles: "Need help?"

Y/n: "If you're not needed elsewhere I'll take it."

Charles: "I have a small tent and not much stuff." He begins to help me untie the string on the opposite side. Once we finish I begin to pull the cloth from the top, but Charles smacks my hands playfully and takes over.

Y/n: "Fine." I throw my hands up and begin to throw Arthur's stuff in his wagon as neatly as I could. Charles neatly folds the the tent cover and places it on to of the crates and chests in the wagon. We make quick work of clearing Arthur's spot and move to mine. I enjoyed the small conversation we held as we took down my tent. I stopped to put my hair in a ponytail/pin back, my eyes meet Charles as his face was turning a bit red as he stared at me. I can hear him gulp before thinking about what to say next. I giggle.

Y/n: "Somethin catch your eye, Charles?" I begin to pick u my stuff and place it in Arthur's wagon. Charles does the same before striking up another conversation.

Charles: "How serious are you and Arthur?" I begin to choke on my own spit as my face flushes red.

Y/n: "I err? I think we're together, I mean he's the only 1 I've been with since I got here? I'd like to think he the same?" I chuckle sheepishly as I fan my face. Grimshaw and Dutch call for everyone to hitch horses to there wagons. Charles and I walk over to where the Shires were and bring them over to the wagon. I let Charles handle hitching them to the wagon as I wasn't too sure on how to do that. My eyes began to wander over Charles. I'd be lying if I said he wasn't attractive. I chuckle as I kick the ground around me looking down.

Lenny: "Can I ride with you guys?" Before I could give an answer Sean runs up to us drenched in sweat. Charles, Lenny and I furrow our brows as we exchange glances before collectively looking at Sean who was out of breath and sweating.

Sean: "Can I ride wit you's too?" I scoff.

Y/n: "Why the hell are you panting and so sweaty?"

Sean: "It's hot and we've been movin around too much." I shake my head.

Y/n: "I don't mind if you ride in the wagon but Charles is driving and I call shotgun." Lenny and Sean nod in agreement before hopping in the back of the wagon.

Charles: "I'm driving?"

Y/n: "I'm tired and want a nap." Charles chuckles before nodding. We both climb up on the wagon and I prop my arm on the board supporting our backs and rest my head in my hand. As I wind down I notice Dutch and Grimshaw beginning to load out with the rest of the gang either on the back of the wagons or on there horses. I make a clicking sound for my horse to follow.

Y/n: "Why did you ask about me and Arthur?" I ask as my eyes begin to close.

Charles: "Just curious. It's no secret the history he had with Mary. I don't know much but I know they loved eachother once."

Y/n: "I don't expect him not to love her. I understand the type of relationship they had. It honestly makes me kind of wish I had that type of love once." Charles glances at me before looking back to the road.

Charles: "You had a lover before?"

Y/n: "Before Arthur, I suppose you can say. He wasn't the best...at all. He seemed so nice before hand and encouraged me to do a lot. I guess that's why I fell for him, but as soon as he got me all to myself things went downhill."

Charles: "What about your family? Where are they?"

Y/n: "Nor here nor there. They weren't really parents, they could care less where I was or who I was with. They were just as bad as my past lover." I begin to nod off.

Charles: "I'm sorry."

Y/n: "Ehh to be entirely clear with you, I'm more happy here than I was there." I hear Charles grunt and Lenny trying to convince Sean to use this time to practice some reading. I smile to myself as I begin to nod to sleep. The bumps in the roads seeming less and less of a distraction to my weariness. What I didn't realize was that I fell asleep on Charles shoulder making the poor man wonder if he was comfortable enough. Not wanting to move you he kept as still as he could until we reached the manor.

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Arthur: "Welcome home... all of ya... to my humble abode. We got fine living. Ignore the corpses and the alligators... it's paradise..." I flinch a bit to the sudden sound of Arthur's voice. I sit up from Charles shoulder and rub my eyes.

Y/n: "Sorry, Charles." He gives me a nod. We pull up before the bridge behind Pearson's wagon. I begin to climb down with everyone else but not before Arthur is right in front of me extending his arms out. I beam him a smile and jump into them. Wrapping my legs around his waist and my hands on his shoulders, he begins to give me pecks on my lips.

Dutch: "Pearson, Grimshaw work your magic around this place. Please. Arthur, take a ride with me, will you?" He says grabbing his horse. I unravel myself from him as he sets me down.

Arthur: "Sure...Let's talk tonight." I nod my head as he plants a kiss to my cheek.

Molly: "Dutch, can I have a word with you?"

Dutch: "Not now." Molly nods her head and walks off. Arthur and I exchange glances before he gets on his horse. I wave him off before making my way to Molly.

Y/n: "Wanna talk to me? We can chit chat while I unload Arthur and I's stuff." She looks to me with puffy eyes and nods. I give a small grin as she follows me to Arthur's wagon.

Molly: "I just feel like I can't talk to him...He seems so different...I just wanna know if he still loves me the way I do him." I nod in understanding.

Y/n: "I used to feel like that with my old lover. I can't tell you what happened or if he ever did love me, but Dutch can't love you the way you wanna be loved." I say before lifting up a crate which is soon taken by Charles.

Charles: "I got this 1." I nod as a thank you.

Molly: "What should I do?"

Y/n: "Leave. You run and don't look back. Ain't nothin good goin to come of you too bein together."

Molly: "But what if I tried talkin to him?"

Y/n: "You 2 can talk all you want but if you ain't comprehending what is being said your talkin smoke." Molly let a few tears escape.

Y/n: "I care for you in the best way possible, but please heed my advice." She nods before walking off. I continue to put stuff and Arthur and I's room as Charles helps.

Night begins to take over the orange sunset as I sit at the campfire with Sean. The warmth providing a perfect atmosphere for drinking and sharing a few laughs with the Irishmen.

Sean: "Why do you like the big grump anyway?"

Y/n: "He's sexy." I say taking a swig from our shared whiskey bottle before handing it to him. Sean's eye's widen the size of saucers before chugging the bottle a bit.

Sean: "I like yew, your bold."

Y/n: "You asked." I giggle a bit. I feel the air change into a cool breeze as rain begins to dust around the area. Sean and I begin to groan. Not too long after the rain begins to pour. Sean and I stand up and before I could take another swig Sean snatches the bottle and scurries off to Karen's tent. I stand in disbelief as I watch him run off.

Y/n: "You little shit." I begin to make my way inside the house, but not quick enough since my clothes became drenched in water. I begin to undo the buttons as I make my way up the stairs. I nod at Javier who was making his way down the stairs as I was going up. He glanced between me and my chest. I look down as well forgetting the shirt was transparent when wet. Both of our faces become a deep red as we quicken our pace going to our destinations. I made my way to Arthur's room and shut the door. I begin to remove the articles of clothing and slide on Arthur's shirt. I start to feel odd as if someone was watching me. I glance over towards the window and notice Micah looking up smoking a cigarette. I scoff in disgust as he waves.

Micah: "Now I know why Arthur wants you for himself." He says as he gestures towards my chest.

Y/n: "Fuck you, Micah!" I shout out. Time couldn't have been more perfect as I see Arthur and Dutch ride in. Then I see Javier walking over to outside the camp to do his guard duty. He stops and glances between me and Micah. He takes the butt of his gun and clocks Micah in the jaw sending him flat on his ass.

Y/n: "Ooo." I say. Arthur and Dutch both dismount and run over to Javier who just tips his hat towards me and carries on. Arthur glances at me as Dutch helps Micah off the ground. Arthur begins to make his way inside the house..That is until Micah wanted to say another stupid thing.

Micah: "Let me know when you wanna take a real ride from a cowboy." Arthur stopped dead in his tracks and turns on his heel. Not even Dutch could save Micah from what was about to happen. My eye's widen as I watch Arthur throw his fist into Micah's nose. Not even the sound of the wind and rain could drown out the sound of friction and the bones breaking. Micah ends up right back in the mud and Arthur is stomping off into the house. I pull away from the window as I hear his foot steps come closer. The door flings open and I see a drenched angry Arthur walk through. I close the door behind him as he begins to take off his own clothes. My face turns beet red as he unbuttons his shirt and throws it off.

Arthur: "He's a damn asshole." I walk over to his chest and pull out some dry clothes for him.

Y/n: "I know. I'm sorry. Try not to let him get to you though." He avoids my eye's and just continues to take his clothes off. I sit on his bed and pick up a book and continue reading. I hear Arthur sigh as he slides on the dry clothes before plopping next to me.

Y/n: "You said you wanted to talk, so what's up?" Arthur put's his arm around my waist and scoots me closer to him.

Arthur: "Whatchu readin?" He says looking down at the book I was holding.

Y/n: "Some silly romance Mary-Beth gave me. I've been reading it for what feels like forever. It's a good laugh sometimes." I say nonchalantly. Arthur nods his head.

Arthur: "Do you enjoy bein with me?" He asks lowly. I could hear him gulp loudly as if his mind was scrambled trying to plan what to do based on my answer. I close the book and look at him.

Y/n: "Why would I not?"

Arthur: "I'm a grump. Might only be with me for somethin I could do for you?" I furrow my brows.

Y/n: "Did I ask you to do somethin to make you feel that way? I can assure you my sole attention is on you and no one else."

Arthur: "I err. No, you haven't asked me for anything. I just..don't know what you want from me and it confuses me."

Y/n: "I'm not like that." His eyes widen.

Y/n: "You mean more to me then just doing some dirty work and I want to talk to you more than when I want to ask you to do something."

Arthur: "Er..I'm sorry, I-"

Y/n: "I just want to spend some time with you. Is that okay that I ask that of you?"

Arthur: "Yeah..Sure." He still stares.

Y/n: "Good. Glad we have an understanding."Arthur chuckles.

Arthur: "I was in town and wanted to see if you wanted to come with me...Maybe go see a movie?" He asks shyly.

Y/n: "Is the famous Mr. Morgan asking me out on a night on the town?" Arthur's face becomes pink.

Arthur: "Maybe."

Y/n: "I'd love too." I say as I scoot over so that I'm on top of him. I run my hands through his hair as I plant a kiss on his lips. He places his hands on my hips as he slowly begins to rearrange our position. Slowly deepening the kiss, he gently lays me down on my side as he begins to grind his cock against my ass. His hands are making quick work of the shirt I was wearing, fondling my breasts.

Sean: "Arthur!" Sean says as the door flings open and barging through it. Arthur and I both freeze and slowly turn our heads over to Sean who was full on drunk and wobbling foot to foot with a bright red face.

Sean: "Oh...I didn't think you had it in yew, yew grumpy bastard. No wonder why she thinks your sexy, you're just as bold as she is. And Y/n, lovely..dear old Y/n, might I say, you have a lovely rack." He sputters out giving a chefs kiss at the end of his statement. Arthur quickly jumped right up and began to stomp towards the door where Sean stood. He bolted straight out the door as soon as he saw Arthur come for him. I went back to reading my book, but not before I heard Sean tumble down the stairs and Arthur shout at him

Arthur: "Learn to knock before you come in!" before stomping back to our room.

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06x08//I Know A Place - weekly recap (I guess that’s a weekly thing now)

There’s a lot to unpack about this episode, so let me start off by saying that this is hands down one of the best episodes that has ever been written on this show (thanks to Leah Gonzales, who basically has a flawless track record on the show so far) and I’m here for it. I will also point out some minor points first before getting to the main parts of this episode, because those will need more writing.

- The time jump in the beginning felt a little jarring, but that’s apparently an issue the show has refused to work on for six seasons and counting, so we better accept that they simply skip major parts of storylines

- The time jump also leaves us wondering what the hell happened to Maya’s phsyical health? Guess she’s fine now? Kinda hard to believe that her only issue (physically) is her sprained ankle, but okay.

- Diane is back! (and we all love it)

- Theo got a bit of his own storyline and while it wasn’t a “big story”, I’m still glad they gave him that, because we once again saw his soft and caring and passionate character and it’s just the best thing

- Dixon being a jerk as usual but Ross doing The Right Thing and it was great. Was it unexpected after what she had told him earlier? No. Was it still incredible? Absolutely yes. The only thing spoiling this story a little was them injecting Sullivan into it once again towards the end, but at least that wasn’t downright awful this time.

- Maya and Diane: Finally. HMU did a fantastic job at making Maya look like she was feeling on the inside, and it was about time she started some proper therapy. The storytelling was really great and thoughtful and heartwrenching, even if they basically sped up months and years of trauma processing to fit it into one episode. But at the very least Diane made it clear that Maya would need regular sessions for the next few months at least, so they did not pretend Maya would be fine after one day with Diane

- random side note: it’s been discussed why Maya’s dad was so weirdly focused on her cousin. My best bet is that dude cheated on Maya’s mum and that kid has been his all along. But that’s just a bit silly thinking here, if anyone else wondered what was going on there too.

- Vic. Let’s get to Vic, okay? The woman who has been through so much in past seasons and is still so easily overlooked in her struggles, once again reaching her breaking point, but for once she does not push it away. I am really damn glad they included that scene of Vic acknlowledging that she is, in fact, absolutely not okay, and that it’s okay to share this pain with others. Also VERY important to note: Theo listened. Not only that, he also didn’t try to argue, or make this about him. He shut right up about his own issues once Vic opened up about her own feelings. He acknowledged them and was there for her. We know he is kinda awkward around feelings and using words, but goodness, did he show up with his listening and hugging skills. Ladies and gentlefolks, get yourself a partner like this, for real. Oh, and a friend like Travis, too, because that group hug was absolutely wonderful. Let’s hope they’re giving Vic some therapy too in the future, she sure as hell needs it.

- We don’t talk about the final scene, right? Okay, thanks, because that one’s wrecking me and I basically waited for a visual like this the moment Diane started talking about little Maya. I’m fine, I stg I’m fine after this.

PS: And for the love of god, can everyone in that damn station please stop trusting that Eli dude? No one ever found out why he randomly showed up at the station and selflessly offered his help, and I can’t believe the writers are trying to sell the fact that every single person on that show is dumb enough to never even question his motives. Seriously. But I’m still here for sassy Andy (”I’m literally the one who would show up”), as long as she doesn’t fall for this dude - she already has a bad enough track record in the boyfriend department as is, okay?

#Station 19 #06x08 #Maya Bishop #Vic Hughes #Theo Ruiz #I know a place #recap #everybody needs a Theo in their life

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