#SO HAPPY HE GOT HIS FIRST GOAL THIS SEASON AND WE FINALLY GOT TO SEE THIS
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Penalty Box Series— Trevor Zegras Edition (Five)
23-24 Season Masterlist
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i skipped the cbj game since z got... benched... so sissy shall play nice
to those of you who have been waiting for leo and sissy content, may i present: leo and sissy content!
OCTOBER 26, 2026
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yourusername welcome back to my postgame penalty box update show: THE ANAHEIM DUCKS ENDED THE BRUINS'S SIX GAME WIN STREAK EDITION! (and they brought the bruins into OT for the first time this season!)
tonight, cammy played his 900th game, gudas scored his first goal as a duck, my son and my dad scored goals in the final two minutes of regulation to tie the game, mac-t scored his first game winning goal of the season in overtime (i love you! i'm so proud! enjoy your forehead kisses!), and my lovely z-baby started a scrum over our son, leo, getting a hard hit which resulted in him drawing a roughing penalty by lindholm! and z led all forwards in time on ice with 22:49 minutes! all without getting a penalty!
oh, AND LEO GOT HIS FIRST ASSIST TONIGHT ON MASON'S GOAL! jackson also assisted on the goal, which means that all three players involved are under 23! we are, after all, the youngest team in the league, and it's starting to pay off! they're 2 for 2 on the roadie, so let's keep this up!
p.s. yes, that is my baby daddy biting our son in the fifth pic. yes, it's one of his ways of showing love. yes, he got it from me
p.s.s. LEO, MY CURRENT FAVORITE SON, I AM UNBELIEVABLY PROUD OF YOU! you had your first multi-point night tonight, and you are absolutely thriving in the big leagues🧡 i love you!
p.s.s.s. trevor, i love you, always! seeing you happy and supportive of your teammates on the ice makes me so warm inside, and i’m so lucky to be yours🧡
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trevorzegras i’m the luckiest guy in the world because you, sweet girl, are my biggest supporter, and my team's🧡 i love you, forever!
yourusername orange, black, white, plum, and turquoise, mother fucker! these colors don't run, bitch! anaheim! anaheim! anaheim!
trevorzegras and you also do things like that! i'm so lucky!
jamie.drysdale @/trevorzegras i can hear her saying that
trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale that's because she's yelling it and you're only two minutes away
yourusername IN TREVOR WE TRUST🫡
trevorzegras oh look! more things that you do! i will never run out of luck!
jackhughes @/trevorzegras her crazy is somehow entertaining
trevorzegras @/jackhughes and endearing
jamie.drysdale @/trevorzegras @/jackhughes she's so effervescent
trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale that's a band
colecaufield @/trevorzegras you're thinking of evanescence
trevorzegras @/colecaufield oh
jamie.drysdale @/trevorzegras it means bubbly and enthusiastic
yourusername @/trevorzegras @/jackhughes @.jamie.drysdale SAPS
user41 matthew tkachuk bites mouth guards, trevor zegras bites people <3 two kinds of rats
leocarlssoon thank you, mom! i love you, too! i also appreciated the forehead kisses and being your current favorite son🧡
lhughes_06 @/yourusername we've been over the fact that you can't announce your favorite child!
colemcward @/lhughes_06 you aren't the one being downgraded!
edwards.73 @/colemcward welcome to the club
mackie.samo @/lhughes_06 @/edwards.73 @.colemcward i’ve never even BEEN a favorite! i barely had a chance to be the newest child!
dylanduke25 @/lhughes_06 @/mackie.samo @.colemcward @/edwards.73 at least you have fathers! i’m a fatherless-secret child!
adamfantilli AT LEAST YOU GUYS ARE SONS
leocarlssoon @/trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale @.masonmctavish23 what's happening? this wasn't in my y/n run down course
masonmctavish23 @/leocarlssoon this is out of my expertise
yourusername @/leocarlssoon you played great tonight! keep it up and you'll get plenty more forehead kisses! z and stromer get some every night!
masonmctavish23 @/yourusername wait, why does stromer get them every night? i thought we were friends??
jamie.drysdale @/masonmctavish23 that is a losing battle you're trying to fight, my guy
yourusername @/masonmctavish23 because i like him better than you
lhughes_06 @/yourusername AND YOU LIKE A LOT OF PEOPLE BETTER THAN ME! LIKE LEO!
yourusername @/lhughes_06 STOP BEING A BABY! AND TELL YOUR BROTHERS THAT, TOO! AND NON-BROTHERS!
trevorzegras @/leocarlssoon welcome to the family!
user27 z spraying that water bottle on himself is making me feel things
anaheimducks we love our biggest fan!!
yourusername omg i can't believe THE ducks admin replied to me!😭🫶
anaheimducks omg i can't believe THE future mrs. zegras-hughes replied to us!😭🫶
user5 SISSY SON SHENANIGANS HAS RISEN!
colecaufield i miss when you two used to bite me🥺
yourusername prepare to be attacked on november 12th, coley woley!
trevorzegras and again on the 22nd since y/n is abandoning me that day to see you and quinn!
yourusername and maybe the 30th!
colecaufield @/yourusername MAYBE?!
yourusername @/colecaufield i can only abandon my boy toy so much! he gets his feelings hurt!
trevorzegras @/colecaufield i'm tragically codependent
colecaufield fine! but i’m not breaking it to suzy!
yourusername you bitch
colecaufield OR jordan!
yourusername THAT'S MY HARRY! YOU BITCH!
trevorzegras i’ll break it to matty!
yourusername @/trevorzegras i will go out of spite instead of keeping it a maybe
trevorzegras i’ll keep my mouth shut!
_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras you know how to do that?!
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes you bitch
user89 i need sissy to adopt me! not trevor, just sissy
user40 I'M LIVING FOR THE THE NEW DUCKIES
_quinnhughes do you feed him?
yourusername we take turns feeding each other! and sometimes, jamie baby does it!
jamie.drysdale translation: they just show up
_quinnhughes @/jamie.drysdale why did you give them a key?
jamie.drysdale @_quinnhughes y/n/n has keys to all of our places! you know that!
yourusername @_quinnhughes jamie completes my rainbow! jack and luke's key is red, alex's is yellow, yours is green, cole's is blue, the lake house is purple, mine and z's key is pink and says princess, and jamie's is orange!
_quinnhughes @/yourusername princess pink is my favorite color in the rainbow
yourusername @_quinnhughes omg! mine, too! this is why we're best friends!! that's crazy!!!
trevorzegras @/yourusername then who's house does the minnie mouse key open???
yourusername @/trevorzegras that's a secret i’ll never tell, xoxo
trevorzegras @/yourusername and the one that says "key i haven't lost yet"?
yourusername @/trevorzegras petey
_quinnhughes @_eliaspettersson why does sissy have a key to your place?
_eliaspettersson @_quinnhughes she asked
user94 new sissy lore unlocked: she has keys to half the nhl's home???
jackhughes @/trevorzegras we told you to bite marchand, not your son!
trevorzegras no, i was told to bite him in retaliation if he licked me! he didn't lick me!
jackhughes so you don't deny the bite allegations?
trevorzegras cole has a video of me and y/n biting you at the same time! i have no defense!
yourusername @/trevorzegras why would you share that with the world?
trevorzegras @/yourusername you share so much worse things
yourusername @/trevorzegras touché
jackhughes @/yourusername @/trevorzegras you two never let me have any fun
yourusername @/jackhughes you could bite marchand! that would be fun!
jackhughes @/yourusername i could bite quinn before that! and z after!
yourusername @/jackhughes GREAT IDEA! do that one! throw in draisaitl! bite a guy on every team in the west!
_quinnhughes @/jackhughes don't do that
trevorzegras @/jackhughes do that
jackhughes @_quinnhughes sorry, captain bubba! it's 3 against 1
leocarlssoon did i start this?
trevorzegras @/leocarlssoon we started it with your mom! it was a family bonding activity
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Sammy is so happy after last nights win for BC- especially since Will got his first hat trick and was named mvp of the game 🥺
no one else i’d rather celebrate with
yes she was! she had the game on her computer in her dorm where both her and hannah were cheering for the boys as they watched them celebrate on the ice.
hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will blurb)
samy couldn’t be more proud of her boyfriend for tonight & they desperately wished they were in the same place to celebrate
i wrote this at like 1 am and i’m actually pretty happy with the outcome LOL keep sending in requests! i’m slowly working though my inbox, but i wanted to get this one out since it just happened and i didn’t wanna wait too long :)
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as soon as the buzzer sounded, samy was jumping out of her chair, screaming in excitement with hannah. the two girls grasped one another’s arms, nearly in tears as all the boys immediately stormed the ice to celebrate one another and the hockey east victory.
“they won! holy shit, they won!” hannah couldn’t stop screaming, probably making their neighbors wonder what the hell was happening.
samy scanned her screen for her boyfriend. she quickly found his number 6 and the big smile on his lips warming her heart seeing him so, so happy. she couldn’t believe he scored four entire goals and his very first hat trick of his career.
despite all of the joy in her, the disappointment settled beside it that she couldn’t be there in person celebrating with him and the boys. this was the worst part about long distance. they had to celebrate over a facetime, hiding the disappointment that they weren’t together in person.
the cameras were panning to different shots of the bc boys celebrating. one picked up the freshman exchanging tight hugs with one another. samy’s heart warmed seeing will and gabe exchange a loving, proud hug with one another and she knew how much both of them dreamed of this moment together.
“i’m so proud of them,” the brunette gushed, her eyes glued to her computer.
“they played so well. i just know they have a national title in their future,” hannah agreed.
another few minutes passed before awards and honors started getting announced once the commotion settled down.
“with four goals and 1 assist in tonight’s championship game, we would like to announce forward, will smith, as the 2024 hockey east tournament mvp!”
more screams were heard across the small dorm. samy couldn’t contain her excitement watching will skate up to the coaches, another huge smile on his lips as he stood up between them for the photo and his plaque.
all of his hard work finally payed off. the brunette knew how hard he worked all season for this moment and seeing it all come together had tears lining the girl’s eyes.
“oh my god, you’re crying,” hannah pulled her roommate into a tight hug.
“sorry, i’m just so proud of him. he deserves this so much,” samy wiped some of her tears away.
oh how badly she wished she was there in person to give will a giant hug as soon as he walked out of the locker room.
all-tournament was announced with will and gabe included. samy loved how big their smiles were getting praised for doing so well in the sport they loved.
the live stream ended leaving the girl to patiently wait for will’s call. she knew it’d probably be awhile with press and celebrating with the team, so she tried busying herself with some schoolwork.
will’s contact flashed across her screen forty minutes later. samy didn’t waste anytime picking it up, smiling wide when she saw her boyfriend’s own smiling face.
“we’re tournament champions!!” the boy exclaimed and showed off his impressive medal.
“i know!! i’m so, so proud of you, will! you deserve it,” the girl gushed, blowing quick kisses into the camera.
“did you see my four goals?” will asked excitedly and samy nodded.
“watched the entire game. you played so well. i can’t believe you got four goals,” she gushed again.
“me neither. it still feels like a dream i haven’t woken up from. look at my plaque!” he held up the circular piece of hardware with the words most valuable player carved across the bottom.
“it’s incredible. where are you gonna hang it up?” samy wondered.
“i’m thinking right above my bed. what do you think?” will flipped the camera around so samy could see. she nodded.
“i like it there. gotta show it off,” she grinned. will flipped the camera back around, propping his phone against something so he could lean back in his desk chair. his curls were damp from his shower still and he still had his suit on.
“i wish you were here. i miss you,” the blonde said with a sad smile.
“i wish i was there too. at least you got the boys to celebrate with,” the brunette chuckled some.
“i’d rather celebrate with you. i came out of the locker room just instinctively thinking you’d be there waiting like always. i forgot you wouldn’t be,” will’s confession had samy’s heart clenching. a blush spread across her cheeks as she tried finding something to cheer him up with.
“at least summer’s only two months away,” the girl offered.
“two months too long. doing all of this without you by my side like always has been hard to adjust to,” will leaned forward closer to his phone. his second admission was gonna make samy cry.
long distance really did suck sometimes. especially during moments like these ones.
“you’re gonna make me cry,” the girl frowned, but smiled nonetheless.
“i’m sorry, i don’t mean to. i miss you a lot. i really can’t wait for summer,” will chuckled, trying to lighten up the mood.
“your haircut looks nice by the way,” samy commented which instantly made will touch his hair. he flushed.
“it does?”
“mhm. your short hair is cute,” the girl nodded.
“gabe begged me to get a mullet, but i just couldn’t do it. i figured i’d cut in shorter to get rid of dead ends,” the boy chuckled earning a giggle from samy.
she dragged her finger across her desk, seeing the time tick closer and closer to 10:30. she had early morning practice tomorrow and she knew will probably had celebrating to do with the boys after their big win.
“i should probably let you go. you probably have a party to get to or something to celebrate the win,” samy said after a moment despite not wanting to hang up the call so soon.
“what? no. you’re hanging up already?” will quickly sat up. his words had her flushing.
“i mean..i don’t wanna keep you from the parties,” she laughed briefly.
“no, no, you’re not. i promise. i told you i’d rather be celebrating with you,” will urged.
“really? i mean there’s not much we can do over the phone. we can celebrate over the summer. belated celebration. maybe there will even be a national title to celebrate too,” the girl grinned.
“let’s not get too ahead of ourselves,” the blonde laughed. “you know i’d rather spend the night on the phone with you than at some party where i’d just be thinking of you the whole time, right?” he searched her eyes through the screen. another blush spread scores the brunette’s cheeks.
“you’re sure?” samy asked just to make sure. she hated keeping will from doing things with his friends because she truly didn’t mind knowing tonight was a big night.
“i’m sure,” will stuck his pinky out.
samy copped his motion and the two pretended to hook their pinkies together.
“plus, i can think of a few ways we can celebrate over the phone,” a look crossed in will’s eyes and samy immediately knew what he was thinking.
her poor blush got even worse, glad that hannah was in the bathroom so she didn’t hear what he said.
“will!”
all that could be heard was a laugh from his end and the two sharing wide smiles.
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every hole is a goal
Warning: the following contains smut.
Jude was happy to finally be on vacation. It had been a long and tiring season; losing the championship on the final day was hard, having to leave the same club a couple of weeks later was even harder. He had just signed for Real Madrid and was now looking forward to celebrating with his friends in Mykonos.
“I think this could be the holiday bro,” Toby beamed. Jude turned to face him and raised one eyebrow. “You might meet the one.”
Jude rolled his eyes and chuckled. He was widely known within his friendship group for the countless women he liked to enjoy. The twenty-year-old wasn’t looking to settle down just yet. As they walked along the beach he could see the variety of talent on show, a petite blonde caught Toby and Jobe’s attention. He laughed and watched as the boys walked over to her.
“Excuse me Mr,” Jude spun his head to meet the owner of the voice. He stilled for a second, felt his heart race faster. Wow, she was beautiful. “Could you please step aside, you are blocking the sun.”
“Sorry,” he mumbled. He heard her softly laugh, taking a quick drink of water. He watched her wave towards the blonde that was occupying his friends, before lying back down. “Is that your friend over there?” She nodded. “Well they are mine, can I please join you?” She nodded again.
“So, Mr sun-blocker, what’s your name?”
“Jude,” he moved his eyes up and down her body, appreciating every curve he ran over. “Yours?”
“Y/N.”
Jude nodded, licking his lips. He moved his focus back to his friends and brother, he quietly laughed at the giant smile on Jobe’s face. “Your friend seems to have my boys in a trance.”
“She likes all her holes filled,” she laughed and turned to face Jude, a smirk present. “Looks like those boys are in for a wild night.”
Jude gasped. He shook his head and glared at the flamboyant girl. “One of them is my brother!”
“Which one?”
He pointed to Jobe. She hummed, nodded her head and faced him. “Unfortunately for him, he’s getting the least best hole.”
Jude swallowed. “Which is?”
“Her mouth obviously.”
With them words he wanted, no needed, to know her order. “Which is your order?”
“Ah, not so innocent,” she smirked. “Obviously, the arse is number one. The (because we are in public I won’t be so rude) second one is the vagina and the third is the mouth.”
“Explain.”
“Well the first two give me pleasure, the third one I have to get pleasure on my own,” she shrugged. Jude took a big swallow. “Don’t get me wrong, when I do it I do get pleasure. But I’m lazy, I don’t want to have to get there myself.”
Jude was star-stuck. And hard. Painfully, excruciatingly hard. It took him a second to realise his surroundings and his choice of clothing; the little swim-shorts he was sporting were not going to cover his very public erection.
“I need your help,” he choked out. She noticed his complexion change; slight embarrassment, but majorly aroused. “The cameras can’t capture this. You did this, you can fix it.”
She chuckled, raising her head to hold his eyes. Jude gulped, fuck was she intimidating. “Which hole do you require, Jude?”
Fuck. That definitely wasn’t going to help. He didn’t think it was possible, but his cock got slightly harder. “If I wanted to appear on a porn site then I would ask you jump on my cock and ride me like the dirty girl I know you are. But I don’t. Stop making it worse and help me.”
“Babe,” she cooed, lightly stroking his abs. He was now rolled impossibly close that nobody could see her actions, the towel perfectly placed over his bottom half. “Use your words and tell me what you want.”
“Fuck me,” he huffed. He widened his eyes when he realised what he said. “No. Fuck, I mean yes that is what I want. But right now, I desperately want your hand on my cock.”
She smiled. They had only been taking for thirty minutes; but she had already loosened him up so much, he was seconds away from cumming in his pants.
She trailed her fingers down his happy trial and into his shorts, carefully pulling out his rock-hard erection. He hissed and dropped his head to her shoulders. Fuck it, he was going to have to deal with the articles about his ‘mystery woman.’ It was a lot better than the near ‘Jude with giant erection’ ones.
“You are going to pay when I finally get you alone,” he breathed. His entire body filled with pleasure as her dainty hands wrapped around his cock. She ran a thumb across his tip, collecting the drops of pre-cum. He hissed and nibbled her shoulder. “I’m not going to last long, but I promise you I will make it up to you.”
She laughed and teasingly moved her hand slowly up and down his cock, making sure to lightly squeeze the head. “Oh Jude. Once I get you alone, I’m going to give you a thorough experience of my list. But, we’ll work backwards.”
Jude sucked in a breath. He was mesmerised. He was completely lost in the moment. He couldn’t see his friends and brother move closer. He couldn’t see the other people on the beach. He definitely couldn’t see the hidden cameras. But he didn’t care. For once, he truly let go and got lost in the moment.
“Oh fuck,” he moaned. Her hand felt unbelievable. It was the perfect size, the perfect speed, the perfect grip. She was perfect. “Fuck, I think I love you.”
Shit.
Fuckity fuck.
Okay, maybe he was to lost in the moment. But she didn’t mind. She sniggered and placed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. “There I was thinking you didn’t kiss on a first date. Oh no, you get your cock pleasured then you whisper you love them.”
“I… I didn’t mean that,” he gulped. Jude never froze. Not when he played for England or Dortmund. Not even when he was asked a difficult question from reporters. But right now, he rivalled a statue. “I don’t know what you’re doing to me.”
“I’m sure you’ve had the birds and the bees explained to you,” she winked. She could feel him tighten up, his breaths getting faster and loud. She pulled his head to her shoulder to muffle the sounds. “I like it when you let go, come for me.”
And he did. Wildly. He shuck vigorously as he spurted streams and streams of cum onto her hand. Fuck, he had never cum like that before. She wrapped an arm around his shoulder to steady him, lightly scratching her fingers over his chiselled back.
“Better?” She questioned. A teasing tint in her eyes. Jude laughed and pulled her in for a kiss. He truly didn’t care about the photos now. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Jude slipped his tongue into her mouth. Yes, she was delicious. He was falling. Fuck, was that even possible? What was going on with him? “Please can we go back to your room. I need to experience these holes. I’m already hard thinking about them and I definitely can’t get caught with two erections in the space of ten minutes.”
“Oh, this is my favourite photo of us!” Jude turned his head at his fiancé’s squeal. Had he been daydreaming? Yes. Had he been caught? Oh yes. “Baby, are you thinking about the story that goes with this picture?”
He wasn’t even looking at the picture, but he knew what one she was on about. He also knew how big the smirk on her face would be. He thought he hadn’t got caught; but fortunately for the newly signed Real Madrid midfielder, he was able to spin the photo to his parents. He didn’t need a scandal in his first week at the Spanish club.
He finally looked into the bright blue eyes of his fiancé. Damn, she still took his breath away. Five years later and he still remembered that feeling he got when he first noticed her, he also remembered the amazing hand-job she gave him. He knew then he was destined to marry her.
“Never mind the story love, I still agree with your order.”
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Frustration (Christian Pulisic x Fem!Reader) 🔞
(gif by me)
WC: 1.4K
Warnings: SMUT, dom(m), nipple play, clit stimulation, penetration. MINORS DNI
A/N: i wrote this as fast as i could (cuz i didn't wanna make any major changes if i couldn't finish it before the ucl game!) so idk if this is decent or not lol. if i miss anything on the warnings pls lmk! hope you guys enjoy and i’d love to hear your thoughts thru ask/reply/reblog 💗 this was not proofread so apologies for any errors! feedbacks are highly appreciated 🤍
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The first match of the season between AC Milan and Juventus didn’t go well for the home team, especially for Christian. One of Milan’s defenders got a red card in the first half and the team had to finish the match with 10 men left. Then, shortly before halftime, Christian got subbed off for another defender – it was the first change for the team. He was visibly upset because he still wanted to play and it felt way too soon to bring him to the bench. Not only that, Milan also lost by 0-1 so the day couldn’t have gone any worse for Christian.
I saw what happened and I could already tell that he would be in a very bad mood until the day ended. I wanted to give him a hug right away and let him know I’m here for him but of course I couldn’t, so I had to impatiently wait until the match was over to do so. On our way to the car, he didn’t say a word – he didn’t have to, his facial expression said it all. I tried to console him but he didn’t respond, so I waited until we got into the car to continue talking to him.
When we got into the car, he slammed the door so hard it startled me for a second. Holy shit, he really is fucking frustrated, I thought to myself. He was looking all grumpy and still didn’t say anything as he started to drive.
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Finally leaving San Siro, he took a deep breath before he started to talk.
“Sorry, Y/N, I’m just not happy with the way things were.” He admitted.
“Yeah, I know,” I rubbed his shoulder, ”I’m sorry you had to go through this shit.”
He slightly smiled.
“Mmhm. Ugh, I should’ve had more time on the field…” He sighed.
Even though I had assumed that the reason behind the decision was to maintain the defensive structure of the team, it didn’t feel fair to take Christian off that early.
“I’m with you, baby. But what’s done is done. Pioli might have thought it was the best decision, but in the end one goal was still conceded. Let’s just focus on the PSG game and give your best as always, okay?” I tried to encourage him.
“Okay… But sorry Y/N I can’t help but think the game could’ve gone better…” He grunted.
“Hey,” I kissed his hand, then continued consoling him, “don’t beat yourself up. That was not your fault! Tonight’s not your night. Nor Milan’s. Trust me, you guys will do better on the next one.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right…” He hesitantly agreed.
“Thank you, my dearest. I’m so glad you’re here.” This time, he was being genuine.
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Now at home, Christian didn’t waste a second to find the couch and laid on it. He drowned his face onto the pillow and screamed his heart out. I love that man so much but he is so used to bottling his emotions – which kind of bothers me, if I’m being honest – and seeing him screaming like that, I just knew he truly felt hurt and couldn’t contain it anymore. So I thought of a way to release his emotions – what I had in mind could actually be fun and beneficial for us both.
“You know, if you want to fuck your frustration away, I’m down.”
He immediately sat up, then turned his head right away and looked at me all confused.
“Say what now?”
“Yeah, I mean… I’m kind of in the mood, so… If you want.” I teased him.
He still wasn’t convinced.
“Are you messing with me?” He pouted.
“I’m serious, Chris, I’m not playing.” I smirked. “Do what you want to me.”
Without a word, Christian roughly picked me up and started kissing me. He threw my body on the couch and positioned himself on top of me. He took off all of his clothes right away, and when I was about to do the same thing, he stopped me.
“Don’t. I’ll take them off myself.” He demanded.
I nodded in response.
“Did I not hear a ‘yes, Christian’?”
“Yes, Christian.” I repeated his words.
“Mmm, good girl.”
I bit my lip and moaned when he called me a good girl. Those two little words never failed to drive me crazy. As he said that, I could feel my pussy starting to get wet.
I was wearing his jersey at the moment. He wanted me to keep wearing it, so he took off everything I had on my body except the shirt.
“Fucking hell,” he gulped, “you look insanely sexy wearing my shirt.”
His hands began tracing my body starting from my chest. He rubbed and squeezed my breasts tightly then moved his fingers over my nipples, gently twisting and pinching them. It felt so good I closed my eyes and quivered.
“Do you like it when I play with your titties, baby?”
“Yes…” I whimpered.
“Tell me how good it is.”
“So fucking good…”
Before I knew it, I felt one of my nipples was already inside his mouth – he swirled his tongue around then sucked it. I gasped at such a pleasant sensation.
“Oh!”
When he heard my gasp, he gave a little bite and it successfully got me moaning so loud. My hand was grasping the cushion while the other was holding on to Christian’s arm – and when he bit my nipple, I squeezed his arm so hard it turned slightly red.
After he finished sucking one nipple, his mouth moved onto the other and did everything all over again. By then, my naked pussy was already dripping wet.
His hands continued wandering around my body, feeling every inch of the curves. When he found his way to my pussy, he started rubbing my clit with two fingers.
“Oh, so slippery already?”
“Mmhm…” I bit back a moan. “Please don’t stop…”
He rubbed my clit faster and my thighs started to clench.
“Ohh… Mmm… Yeahh… Faster!” I sputtered.
“Are you gonna cum, baby?” He asked.
“Y-y-e-esss…” I hissed.
He kept rubbing.
“Then cum for me now.” He demanded.
“I- Ahh…”
My entire body was trembling – my eyes rolled back and I stopped breathing for a moment.
“Holy fuck…” I moaned.
“Ah, that’s my good girl. But we’re not done,” He said as he put on a condom.
I took a glance at his hard cock and all I could think of was having it within my pussy.
“Get inside me now, please…” I begged him.
He then roughly pushed his cock into my wet pussy.
“I’m gonna fuck you harder than I’ve ever been tonight.”
He really meant what he said – he started pounding me really hard, deeper and so rough than he usually did.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so wet.” He moaned.
The sound of our skins slapping against each other was so loud even the other noises we made couldn't cover it. His hands were strongly gripping my thighs while he was thrusting his cock deeper and faster by the second.
“I- oh you feel so good… Ohh sh-shit…” His breath hitched.
“Faster!”
He immediately went full speed to the point where it felt like he was about to destroy my pussy. I could clearly feel his pulse inside me. Suddenly, my brain stopped working and I couldn’t say anything but moaned loudly.
“Hhh… Good fu-uck…” he panted.
His face was moving closer to mine and my lips immediately met his. I broke our kiss by biting his bottom lip then we heavily breathed each other’s air. When his neck was across my face, I started sucking it and left a mark. He moaned even harder when I sucked his Adam’s apple – it kind of tickled when it moved.
“Fuck… I’m close…” He whimpered. “Cum with me princess…”
And in an instant, the earth stopped spinning. The waves of pleasure just left my body, and at the same time I could feel his entire body quivering – his cock was still inside me.
Christian rested his face over my shoulder and heavily breathed into my ear. I kissed his ear and whispered, “feeling better now?”
He nodded, couldn’t say a word as he was still trying to catch his breath.
When he was finally able to speak he said to you, “Y/N, you sure know how to turn a bad day into a better one.”
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My fave Sherlock BBC tropes: Enemies to Friends to Lovers
Around mid-month I’ll do a fic rec list with my fave AU genres or tropes. Summaries are taken from OP on AO3.
Enemy Number One by lookupkate
When Anderson finally crosses a line and gets fired a new pathologist takes his place. Sherlock isn't happy to find that the new doctor is almost as good at his job as Sherlock is. Said new doctor, John Watson, wants to woo the genius until he finds out what a prick he can be. Then he's just amused. And maybe a bit fond. And kind of smitten. Then he falls in love with the prick. Bloody hell.
Oscillation by lookupkate
John and Mary have been together for two years and John thinks they should probably settle down. John is happy with Mary. It's the only way their situation makes sense, so it must be happiness. Sherlock sees a flaw in that logic. What does John do then, when the strange man brings parts of his life into question and refuses to just bloody go away? Well, fall in love with him, of course.
Roommates are for little people by alexxphoenix42 @alexxphoenix42
John was looking forward to seeing his friends back at uni, but a new year brings new complications, not the least of which is a dorm room with only one bed, and a stroppy roommate with an utterly spectacular arse. God, John doesn't need the headache.
Mistletoe and Misdemeanours by Robottko
When Victor Trevor backs out of the Holmes family Christmas at the last minute, Sherlock panics because he has no way to impress his parents. Thankfully there is a handsome army doctor with nowhere to go in his coffee shop, though it would be more helpful if he were a bit more willing.
An Everlasting Inferno by thatawkwardfriend
Sherlock and John are both men who operate outside the law. John works for Mary and her hitmen in order to keep a roof over his head. Sherlock does anything his drug dealer asks of him in exchange for free drugs and housing.
They meet one night in a darkened garage to negotiate a deal. But they soon find out that neither of their bosses are being entirely honest with them about their goals or motives. With a little poking around, they stumble upon something much bigger than themselves and discover that perhaps, it might be in their best interests to work together.
(Loosely inspired by StartUp and Little Favour)
The Key to Castles in the Air by LadyKailitha
John is a clerk (and writing a book on the side) at a bookshop run by Mrs Hudson. The one downside to this perfect job is Sherlock Darling, Mrs Hudson's friend who loves to rile John up. About everything.
All that changes when they are forced to spend a week together in the country when bad weather hits. Sherlock's got secrets. What will John do once he finds them out?
Pencil Through My Heart by elwinglyre @elwinglyre
What’s worse? Sharing a byline with an arrogant consulting reporter or falling for him? Seasoned section editor John Watson faces this impossible choice. But first John must find him. Of course Holmes is out chasing the story of the century without him! In the process, Watson must reassess who and what he is, and even worse, admit he cares.
Aim for the Head by Breath4Soul
Sometimes you don't really find yourself until everything has ended.
A fic about finding love, healing, and purpose after everything has gone to hell.
As if the doctor can read Sherlock's thoughts, he holds out a protein bar in the space between them. Sherlock’s eyes narrow on the man and flick to the bar with an expression of disgust. “You're at least one stone underweight,” the soldier states matter-of-factly, confirming for Sherlock, in yet another way, that he is a doctor. “Eating slows me down,” Sherlock grumbles. “No, fainting does.” The army doctor smiles kindly, patiently. Sherlock looks at him with confusion. “What do you care?” Sherlock snaps. The soldier’s smile deepens and he gives a casual shrug, turning his eyes to the road a moment. “You faint; we crash.” The soldier’s eyes slide back to Sherlock with their placid expression.
A Further Sea by i_ship_an_armada, ShinySherlock @ishipanarmada
(also on pirate and mermaid AU rec list)
Here be a tale of adventure for both body and soul, but beware if ye be not of stout heart, for this be piratelock, ya savvy? Luckless ship's surgeon John Watson takes a chance, and finds himself eye to eye with The Ghost, the scourge of the seven seas and a definite thorn in the side of the blaggard, James Moriarty. But when John finds there's more to this most cunning pirate than be meetin' the eye, he has to choose--is it a pirate's life for him?
Dive by FinAmour @finamour
It’s John’s third year of studying abroad at Harvard, and he’s still struggling to fit in. On a cold night in December, he finds his girlfriend with another man—and meets a tall, gorgeous bartender with horrible manners that he can’t stop thinking about. Just as John falls for him, madly, swiftly, deeply—the bartender disappears, and the bar unexpectedly shuts down. Unexplained occurrences begin to happen to John and his friends, and he slowly discovers the truth about the one he loves. Will he find him in time to tell him how he feels, and more importantly—can he keep him safe?
Synchronicity by Calais_Reno @calaisreno
Excerpt: John is just muttering some nonsense about bit different from my day when they enter the lab. A tall fellow with dark, curly hair is using a pipette to drop some liquid into a Petri dish. Hearing John’s voice, he looks up.
Sherlock Holmes. They both freeze for a moment. He stares into those grey eyes that haven’t changed, still seeing every detail. Holmes gives a tiny smirk. “Afghanistan or Iraq?” It’s been years, and he is surprised at how much it still hurts. Realising that he’s staring, he clears his throat, shuffles his feet, and mumbles something about an appointment he’s forgotten.
OR: John and Sherlock meet again, years after they were school boys together. John hasn't forgotten why he still hates Sherlock Holmes.
The Company He Keeps by wibblywobblytimeywimeystuff
At his lowest point, John Watson met Sherlock Holmes. And Sherlock saved him. At Sherlock's lowest point, he met Greg Lestrade. And they saved each other. This is how Greg met Sherlock, how he met Mycroft, and how he became important to them both.
Toe to Toe by standbygo @blogstandbygo
(also on soldier and spy AU rec list)
Sherlock Holmes is an international ballet star. After a favour for his brother goes south, he finds himself trapped in a foreign country, with a man named John Watson who could be an enemy... or an ally. A crossover of sorts with White Nights, the 1985 film with Mikhail Baryshnikov and Gregory Hines.
If Baker Street Could Talk by a_different_equation @adifferentequation
There is a thin wall between 221b and 221c. As if by fate, it has separated two sitting rooms that now are almost morphing back into one. One of the sitting rooms belongs to Sherlock Holmes (43), a pianist, while the other one belongs to Dr John H. Watson (45), whatever he might be after everything. John is a war hero, an ex-surgeon and a widower; John tells everyone that he is developing a game that might take a lifetime. There might be a wall between them, but Sherlock Holmes and John Watson cannot be separated.
#my fanfic recs#my fave Sherlock BBC AUs#my fave Sherlock BBC tropes#my fave AUs#enemies to friends to lovers
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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (PART TEN)
notes: all creds for the 4th photo go to @/sholden43 on twitter! also, i can’t remember who took the 7th photo, or even if it’s from the CBJ game but it was in my camera roll amongst the pics from that game so i’m just assuming it is. if it’s your photo or you know who took it, please let me know so i can give creds!
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y/ndevils00 wassup?! welcome back to my postgame appreciation post! we’re switching things up and trying something a little bit different recently, we’re scrapping the full recaps and making some adjustments!
as usual, i’m so proud of my boys! they won tonight’s game against the Blue Jackets with a SEVEN goal lead! making the end score 8-1!
we had six different goal scorers tonight, and i’m so proud of all of them, but i’d like to focus on a few people in specific!
you’ll notice there are a couple pictures of my best friends thrown in there! best friend number 2 was the third star of the game after earning THREE assists tonight! i told him to do better, AND HE DID. so very proud of you maraschino cherry 🫶
best friend number 1 didn’t actually do anything, but look how pretty he looked :) he got some head pats for that!
the OG swiss, our captain, mr. “fucking pussy” himself, fought tonight! and i couldn’t be happier! he was repeatedly cross checked by billy sweezey (i am under his bed.) and nico had ENOUGH! i loved every second of that fight. and STILL we ended up with the power play 😈
and finally the first star of the game, the first star in my heart: JACK ROWDEN HUGHES! my pretty boy had TWO goals tonight AND TWO assists! he’s had the most amazing season and i couldn’t be more proud of him! can’t wait to get home ;)
tagged jackhughes, dawson1417, nicohischier and john.marino97
john.marino97 did you drink tonight? you actually said you’re proud of me!
y/ndevils00 i had approximately two (2) drinks tonight! i am ✨mostly✨ sober
john.marino97 mostly?
y/ndevils00 kinda. i am KINDA sober.
dawson1417 i love your head pats! thank you bff number 3!
y/ndevils00 i’m glad because they’re given with love!
john.marino97 @/y/ndevils00 DAWSON’S are given with love, mine usually seem pretty passive aggressive
y/ndevils00 @/john.marino97 shut it, wench
user09 i’m still wondering how long y/n and jack have been dating because we got a random hard launch but they live together and have a cat together
jackhughes thank you, my love! a bit cheesy but i’m thankful nonetheless!
y/ndevils00 was it the “first star in my heart”?
jackhughes it was the “first star in my heart”.
y/ndevils00 damn
nicohischier thank you? but was the third “nickname” really necessary?
y/ndevils00 extremely
nicohischier i think i have to disagree
y/ndevils00 good thing you don’t get paid for thinking 🥰
user27 was that… an innuendo at the end?
user35 you must be new here, yeah she’s done it before and i’m sure she’ll do it again
jesperbratt happy for all of them! 😁
y/ndevils00 i wanna protect you with my life
jesperbratt okay!
ryangraves27 do i get another feature next post?
y/ndevils00 we’ll see! 💵
ryangraves27 you wouldn’t REALLY make me pay
dawson1417 yes she would
jackhughes yes she would.
trevorzegras yes she would
y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras you’ve never even been on a devils post, how would you know?
trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 because i know YOU and i know you’re a witch and would definitely make people pay you.
y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras you are the human equivalent of a rock in my shoe.
#media management series <3#jack hughes#jack hughes imagine#jack hughes x reader#jack hughes blurb#jack hughes fic#nj devils#new jersey devils#nhl blurb#nhl imagine#john marino#dawson mercer#nico hischier#faithlynn’s insta edits <3#faithlynn’s writings <3
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About "Long time coming" delete scenes and their future, can you please write something about the reader getting a call-up to the World Cup (I don't know if the timeline adds up) and Jamie following her Journey towards the final despite the time difference between Australia and England and him comforting her when she comes back after losing 1-0 to Spain, you can ignore it if you want to <3
OMG This is such a good idea!!!!!!!
We're gonna pretend the timeline adds up cause this is such a good idea omg.
A Long TIme Coming drabble
In the year since Richmond had started the Lady Greyhounds, I'd never been happier. When I got the news that I was chosen for England's International Women's team for the World Cup, I just about lost it.
My skills had come back strong, and the whole country seemed to be talking about (Y/N) (L/N)'s amazing season as the captain of the Greyhounds, leading the team to a third place finish in their first year in the league. But even still I hadn't expected to be recognized with a call up so soon.
The first person you'd rushed to tell was Jamie, of course. The men's team practiced simultaneously as the women's. They'd built onto the club to make a locker room and shower for the women but we all worked out of the same place.
After training that day I'd gone over to the men's locker room, running over to find Jamie as soon as I could.
"Jamie!" I called out, running into the room.
He turned and caught me in his arms, excited to see me. "Hey, love! How was training."
He loved seeing her so happy. In all the times she'd been working with the coaches, he'd never seen her so relaxed and happy before.
"Jamie, I was called up for the international team! I'm gonna play in the Women's World Cup!" I told him, smiling from ear to ear.
Jamie's face lit up as he grabbed me around the waist and lifted me up off the floor. The rest of the lads gave me a cheer as well but I only saw him.
"(Y/N) (L/N), you legend!" He squeezed you tight. "I'm so proud of you, kid."
Jamie wasn't able to come with her to Australia, unfortunately. But he kept up with every game. The time difference between England and Australia is 9 hours. Meaning when the game started at 4pm in Australia it was 7am in England.
But Jamie was up already from his workout with Roy and would be at the home watching the game until the last second, then even when he'd gotten to the club, he was checking his phone every few minutes, checking the score.
I only got 15 minutes of play time near the end of the match against the Matilda's and we were already up 3-1 but the Tillies still put up a fight against us.
When I got on the bus after the game, I immediately got a phone call.
"What a match!" Jamie shouted over the phone. I had to pull the phone away as I smiled. Milly, my bus buddy, chuckled as she gave me a knowing smirk. We could both hear Jamie's rambling about the stats and the players and the minutes played. I just blushed and smirked back at Milly.
The worst was when we played Spain. Again, Jamie couldn't come with me. I thought I was going to be disappointed when we won and he wasn't there. But it was worse when we lost. Worse because then I had to wait until we got home to see him and that was almost more unbearable. I could just see him with his sad puppy eyes waiting to comfort me. I didn't want comfort.
I mean I did. But not from him, I was embarrassed. I'd flubbed a pass in my limited time on the field, and I felt the sting of guilt radiating off of me. Though my mistake hadn't directly lead to a goal, I couldn't help but wonder if I hadn't would we have won.
But in the end, Spain was just a better team. They were fantastic, and played extremely well. Jamie didn't call me after the match, he just sent me a text saying how proud he was of me and that he'd seem me when I got home. I was dreading it. The sympathy and pity that would spill out. Jamie Tartt didn't lose games.
Okay, that wasn't true Jamie Tartt had lost a lot of games. But for some reason I was embarrassed that I had lost this game. The car pulled up outside my house and I just had to wait. Forcing myself to stand outside the front door as I worked up the courage to go inside.
The house was weirdly quiet. That was until I walked into the kitchen.
"Surprise!" Jamie jumped out, blowing a noise maker. Above the table, Jamie had hung the same 'Congrats' banner that I'd gotten for him. On the table was a cake and pizza, all the food I wasn't allowed to eat during the season along with a bouquet of all my favorite flowers.
I stared at the set up, all my favorite things, and my favorite person, wearing my jersey. But all I could do was cry. I burst into tears, my bags falling to the ground as I tried to cover my face. Jamie's face fell immediately and he threw his little party hat onto the counter as he raced towards me.
"What's the matter? What'd I do?" he calmed, taking me in his arms. I let out a sob, terrified at the thought that he thought he did something wrong. "Ah! No, it's okay, it's okay, love. What is it? The flowers? I told Roy that you liked daisies and not tulips."
I shook my head, wiping away the tears. "No, no, no, Jamie, no." I reached out and took his cheeks in my hands, needing to feel his skin. "No, you did nothing wrong, you're so amazing. This is amazing."
"I'm just... I was just..." I pouted, the very image of a pity case. "I was expecting you to be all sympathetic and sad for me. And here you are just..." I gestured wildy. "Ready to be excited for me."
"Why would I be sad?" Jamie asked, cocking his head. "England got second in the whole world. That's amazing."
He was right, of course. Here I'd been guilting myself and beating myself up over a lost game. My lip quivered.
"Thank you, Jamie," I said, smally.
He shook his head, chuckling as he pulled me into his chest. I wrapped my arms around his waist, reveling in his strength, the way his arms squeezed me with just the right amount of pressure.
"I'm dead proud of you, really am, kid," he murmured into my ear. "You were bloody brilliant."
And I believed him.
#jamie tartt#jamie tartt x reader#jamie tartt imagine#jamie tartt x y/n#jamie tartt fanfiction#long time coming
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Quiet Time
Navigation Oneshots
Quinn Hughes x reader
Warnings: petname (Love)
Word count: 0.8k
The team just got back from a big win against Dallas. Quinn played hard, it was definitely one of the games he wanted to score in.
But he’s tired now, his body is aching and all he wants to do is lay down.
However, all he really wants and needs is you.
~
It’s late, a little after one in the morning. You lay in your bed half asleep waiting for Quinn to come home.
Setting your phone down you hope that he’ll be here soon.
~
He quietly walks into the bedroom and quickly changes. He gets into bed and pulls you over to him.
You turn your body to face him, “You’re home.” You whisper
“Yeah, I’m home, love.”
You lay your head on his chest, “You did really good tonight.”
He kisses the top of your head, “Thank you, love.”
You yawn and nod.
He rubs his eyes, “But it would’ve been better if I score a goal.”
“You did even better than that though.” you assure
“What do you mean?”
“You’re the first defenseman in Canucks history with consecutive fifty assists seasons. Do you know how big that is?”
Even in the dark you tell that getting he’s sheepish.
He tries to hide his smile by looking away from you, “That is pretty big, huh.”
You kiss his cheek then his lips, “It is and I’m so proud of you.”
“And, hey.” you hold his face making sure he looks at you, “I’ll always be proud of you, whether you score ten goals or no goals. You got that?”
You can hear his heart speed up when you lay your head back down. He doesn’t give you a response, he just kisses the top of your head again.
The room falls silent, the only thing you can hear is each other’s breathing. Yet the two of you aren’t asleep. Instead, you’re just lying there, holding each other.
He softly rubs your back as you draw little things on his chest with your finger.
It’s moments like this that he savors and loves. Being a private guy, he loves when it’s just you two, no distractions.
“Hey.” He whispers, “Do you wanna come to the game Thursday?”
You fake gasp, “Is thee Quinn Hughes inviting me to a game?”
It’s not the first time he’s asked you to a game but he usually doesn’t ask, you just go. So why not poke the Huggy bear.
“Yes, I’m inviting you to a game.”
“I never thought this day would come.” You tease, “Quinn Hughes never invites people to his games.”
He rolls his eyes, “And I’ll continue not to ask if you keep being a smartass.”
“Oh but I thought you loved my smartass remarks.”
“Yeah, when they’re not directed at me.” He replies, “So do you want to go or not?”
You give him a quick peck on the lips, “Calm down Huckleberry Quinn, I would love to go.”
“Did you really just call me Huckleberry Quinn?”
“I did and I’m not taking it back.” you state
He pushes you way, “I come home, and this is how you treat me?”
You softly laugh and lay basically on top of him, “You signed up for this when you asked me out.”
“And I’m starting to regret it, if I’m being honest.” he jokes moving you guys back to your original positions.
“Rude.” you reply
He chuckles, “You started it.”
You smile, “I know, I just wasn’t expecting you to say something back. However, I’m happy to see that I’m finally rubbing off on you.”
“Just don’t be like me on the ice.” You add
He gives you a confused look, “Why?”
You pat his cheek, “We gotta save this precious face of yours.”
You feel his face heat up on your hand.
he turns his head and kisses the inside of your palm, “You won’t have to worry about me getting in any fights any time soon, I promise.”
The comforting silence comes back, and your eyes grow tried.
~
You’re close to falling asleep when you feel him stroke your cheek, but you don’t move, not wanting to lose your comfortable position.
He sighs, “I live for these moments, you know? When it’s just us, no one else. It’s my favorite part of the day. It sucks when I’m away, even for a night.”
He lets out a quiet chuckle, “Don’t get me wrong, I love the guys and the game, but it’s too much sometimes. When I’m with you it’s calm, it’s like the world goes quiet and it’s just us. I don’t have to worry about anything when I’m with you.”
His voice is barely higher than a whisper, “You’re my safe place, love. I know I could come to you with anything and you’d do everything in your power to help me. You mean everything to me and I hope you feel the same.”
He sighs contentedly, “I love you, Y/n.”
You kiss his chest, “I love you too, Quinn.”
He looks down at you, “You were awake the entire time?”
You yawn and let out a dragged, “No.”
“Go to bed.” He whispers pulling you closer, “You little shit.”
You bury your head in his chest, “Goodnight, lover boy.”
He shakes his head, “Goodnight, love.”
#quinn hughes#quinn hughes imagine#quinn hughes x reader#quinn hughes x yn#NHL Hockey#nhl imagine#vancouver canucks
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I admittedly went into the series not expecting much. It’s a superhero show. It’ll be fun! But somehow fucking DC’s Legends of Tomorrow is hitting almost every itch I have for queer representation that I don’t see enough, or any, of elsewhere.
First off, it’s a fun show. It’s hilarious. It doesn’t take itself too seriously in a way that lets it be fun, but clearly the writers take the the show seriously because of the inside jokes that don’t break the mood if you don’t get it and because of how well they treat their characters.
But I’m here to talk about the queer rep. BTW, spoilers ahead (I say while having one more season to go…)
I suppose that I’ve been taught to not expect much, especially from action or superhero genres where every hint of a gay character is treated like an amazing first that people are suppose to be grateful for. But I really wasn’t expecting this.
First remarkable thing is the sheer quantity. You want a queer character? How about 7? How about they be main characters? How about they be emphatically queer while being queer has nothing to do with that character’s plot??
But the best thing for me is how they show queerness.
I have always felt that, as much progress as we have made, the goal for media should be that Indiana Jones (or Bond, or anyone) can be queer in an unquestionable way. It shouldn’t need a big explanation or be a shock. My personal goal would be that any generic action hero can unexpectedly turn out to be queer because it could easily go any direction. And Indiana Jones casually gets the guy. Or whatever. And that’s what Sara Lance does.
Sara Lance is ~arguably~ the main character. Hard to have a main character with that big of a cast, but she counts enough to make my point. The main character is bi. Visibly and emphatically and gleefully bi. And the show makes damn sure this fact never gets forgotten, but it is not a part of her backstory. It just is, without reasons or explanations.
She spends a lot of the show Casanova-ing her way across history, seducing women right and left in such a traditional male-adventure-hero type role that had me so happy. She took on such a traditional role that women have never had and did it is such a matter of fact way. Her confidence was never questioned. Her competence was never questioned. Her sexuality was never questioned. She didn’t even need to “come out”, she just existed like it was normal.
And this same character is the one who has had the longest, healthiest, most stable relationship in the show. I don’t know what happens in the last season, but it honestly wouldn’t even feel like “burying the gays” if Ava died at this point. It wouldn’t feel like a punishment for being queer because it was so openly celebrated for so much of the show.
Now that I’ve got Sara out of the way (because I love her too much to write this without her), it’s time to get to Mick Rory. Because Mick is fucking fantastic.
Mick is even more shocking than Sara when it comes to queer rep because he represents so much of the less visible representation. He is so visibly male and tough and abrasive. He comes across as questionably literate and is known for being the brawn and pyromaniac of the group.
This isn’t the sort of character that is known for getting any queer representation, then he stops drinking just long enough to pop off one of the best, most impassioned speeches about being “othered” that I’ve ever heard, and probably the only time I’ve every heard the phrase used outside of niche online communities.
He turns out to be a writer… of space opera sci-fi romance novels. A prolific, published author who adores his army of female fans, which is more respect towards a female audience than most shows seem to have. An author who, when he finally revealed who he was, preferred that his fans continue to call him Rebecca when talking to him. This isn’t quite trans representation, but it is incredibly satisfying and normalizing. Someone who looks and acts like him being comfortable being called Rebecca combined with the fact that he didn’t even get a strange look over the choice.
He has been referred to as a “skirt chaser” but rarely shows interest in anyone. Honestly feels like decent rep for aromantic and/or monsterfucker (which is one of those categories that I feel belongs under the queer umbrella).
And I just love how queerness permeates the show. There is never a shocked “wait.. you’re gay!!”. There are no token gays that are quickly forgotten and there are also no queer characters whose plot point is being gay. It just exists naturally and normally and it feels fucking fantastic.
I could probably polish this up a bit, but it’s really gotten away from me. I really love this show, and I just needed to get this out!
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So @acrazybayernfan came up with this absolutely incredible tag game and I'm 100% here for it so let's go:
What is your top 10 most memorable Bayern’s matches?
In no particular order:
Well needless to say: 8-2. I mean... it's just too iconic to not mention lol.
I also can't not mention Robert Lewandowski loses his motherfucking mind scores 5 times in 9 minutes against Wolfsburg in 2015. I mean, it's historic.
2015 UCL, the second leg against Porto during quarter-finals. That was the time I learned the valuable lesson of never giving up and to keep believing in the team and in this club. That game was insane and we ended up winning 6-1 and securing our place in Semi-finals when we died a horrible horrible death but anyway. I remember watching that game and feeling so much pride and joy of being a Bayern fan, I get emotional just to remember it lol
Now this one is really special to me for an unusual reason, I guess: home game against Bremen during the 2014-15 Bundesliga. We won 6-0, it was the second highest score we got that season I think (if I remember correctly we went on to win against H*mburg 8-0, or was it before? whatever). I remember this game bc Fips scored a brace and it was just LEGENDARY bc you wouldn't expect him to score let alone score twice in a single match. I remember screaming like crazy when he scored the first and then just dying when he did it again lmao it was fun
Another one from the 2014-15 season (this was my first season around so I remember a lot of stuff): away game against Mainz, we won 2-1. I'm not exactly sure if it was Basti's first game since he came back from injury (after the WC) or if it was one of the first games... in any case, he scored an insane goal (which to this day is one of my favorite Bayern goals ever) and I screamed like crazy and I was watching it back in my parent's house and my dad walked in while I was screaming lmao
2015-16 UCL, 2nd leg against Juve in Round of 16. We desperately needed to win and we begun losing and no one really expected us to make it through. I remember this one bc I actually didn't watch it: I don't remember exactly if I couldn't find a stream or what, but the best I could do was read live updates on a website and pray. It was one of the most stressful experiences of my life and I remember abandoning my phone at one point bc I was sure we wouldn't win. And we did. Lmao.
2019-20 Bundesliga. Away game in Frankfurt, the infamous 5-1. This one was during a time where I drifted away from Bayern due to depression and stuff and I didn't feel as connected to the team as I used to and then I remember seeing the scoreline and just... dying inside. Feeling like something was very, very wrong with the world. I can't remember the match exaclty, but I have never let go of it since then and to this day I loathe Frankfurt for this specific match.
This year's Pokal match against Freiburg in April. That was one of the most frustrating experiences of my life as a Bayern fan. It was our second game with Tuchel and I was already feeling that I would want that man's head on a silver plate (and I still do).
Another one (last one) from the 2014-15 season bc this one is really really special: our friendly against MLS All-Stars before the start of the season. Which we lost. It's special bc it was the first Bayern match I actually watched!!! I remember feeling very happy when I found a channel that was showing it and I was very excited even though the WC guys wouldn't play (I think they ended up being subbed in in the 2nd half? I don't remember exactly). Everybody was talking about Lewandowski and I was all ?????!!!! bc I had no concept of anything. It was an awful match but a very fun experience lmao
And last but not least: our UCL win against PSG in 2020. It wasn't the way we all wanted it to be, but since I was just coming back from my "fan retirement" I remember exploding from joy after that game and throwing myself on the floor and rolling around and idk it was priceless. Making P$G fail and Neymar cry has got to be some of the best things we do every now and then lmao thanks for that Bayern
I know a lot of you have already been tagged (I didn't check if any of you already did it lmao) but I'll tag anyway bc I'm just like that. I tag @thomas-mvller @thomats @probayern @miss-i-ship-it @fabioquartararhoe @smolnerdz @smilesleepandspeak and @leongolretzka (but please don't feel pressured to do it ^^)
#this was really challenging bc my memory sucks#and this made me kinda sad bc most of the matches I recall are from like... 7-9 years ago oops#I remember few particular matches from 2020 on and I don't like that#but it is what it is... life was easier and i was less busy between 2014-16 lol#anyway thanks so so much for this lise i had a lot of fun remembering these games (some of them not so much lol)
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Birthday weekend
What a lovely Birthday weekend. Friday my husband picked up the cookie cake I requested. At the park Bee invited all of her friends over. Surprisingly their parents said sure will come. It turned out to be very nice. The adults talked while the kids created little skits. They stayed for a few hours. It was fun. Saturday getting the girls to clean up their room was a huge fight but eventually they did it. Took Rebel to her first soccer game of the season. They lost by a lot but Rebel scored the only two goals. Surprinsgly, as she mostly slowly moved around the field behind everyone else. I think one ball happened to bounce off of her into the goal :) Husband made my requested french onion soup. I put pringles on it - which is odd but amazing. We all love it. Today we did went to Bee's soccer game. Funny how kids get so much better as they age even without practice. I guess its natural motor skill development. Bee scored her teams only goal. Baby boy and rebel ran around Central Park enjoying the sunny weather. Then my husband took all three kids to the girls horseback riding lessons. Then onward to a state park. I relaxed and watched Dear Child. If you like thrillers I recommend it.
Friday Baby boy had his first of four evaluations. It went fine. He acted like himself as he always does. She thought he had autism and mentioned moving him to a special ed school with multiple (20-30) hours of individual therapy every week. A lot to take in. We are surprised. He's never had a yes answer to a single question on the autism screener. His regular OT has said she doesn't see it. We got back the private assessment we paid for and no mention of autism. That being said we are staying open to the idea. We def think he's not neurotypical we just assumed it was SPD with ADHD coming down the line. Both of which can def happen alongside autism. She said he had good eye contact with me but only some with her. She said he is "remarkably bright" and did very well on a pattern tests she gave him on her ipad. I know he didn't even finish the test because he's not the type to sit and answer questions when he can move around. When she threw a small football around with him he played catch with her three times but then started throwing up to himself. She said neurotypical kids would want to continue playing with her. I suspected he stopped playing because he's a great thrower but can't catch someone else's throw because he moves too much. Whereas, when he throws it up he can catch it. But who knows?? I'm also wondering if the diagnosis will help him out. I'm sure it will be easier to get therapy from insurance. In addition, I wonder if people will be nicer to him. Right now if I say sensory issues I assume people just think we didn't teach him to behave properly. But with autism people maybe more forgiving of his sensory issues. Anyway, I didn't question her. I knew that would make me look like a mom who doesn't want her kid to have a diagnosis. I'm happy with any label that will help him get what he needs. I def think he needs more services. I'm not sure 20-30 hours is it but will see once the final report comes in. We still have a speech eval, an OT and a PT eval. Then they have sixty days to give us a report with recommendations and set up an IEP meeting.
I'm glad we have the special ed consultant booked. I can ask the advantage/disadvantage of getting the diagnosis?? Plus, a million other things that I have rolling around my head. I spent a lot of time researching this weekend. I watched two documentaries about kids with autism. None of the kids were anything like baby boy but still interesting movies.
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Hi. Can you tell us how do you believe byler will happen in s5 in the most realistic way? How the love triangle will be resolved?
Hi :) I usually hesitate to make specific s5 predictions because I have a feeling it will be different from what any of us expect so I don’t want to pretend I’ve got all the answers. That being said:
These are my general thoughts/predictions going into season 5:
First, I think it’s likely El will spend a lot of time bonding with Lucas (because of Max–didn’t Caleb allude to this already?), and probably Hopper too. I think she’s really going to come into her independence and realise Mike’s ‘love’ isn’t doing anything except holding her back. We see throughout the series that her character develops when she is not with Mike and stagnates/regresses when they are dating. With her parental figure returned to protect and support her, and newfound determination to achieve her goal i.e. save her best friend (something Mike’s ‘love’ couldn’t help her do), she really has like…not much need for him? I think El got what she thought she wanted (Mike’s confession), only to find it wasn’t what she really needed (it didn’t help her win in the end), and she’s going to be processing this come s5.
I think Mike will recognise that El is pulling away and direct his attention to the person who actually does need him: Will. We already see the beginnings of this in ‘2 days later’: El isolates herself in her old room, clearly not happy, and Mike chooses to comfort Will instead of going to her. Same pattern as in the final shot: El walks away from Mike, alone, and he stays by Will’s side.
Mike and Will are likely going to spend a large chunk of the season together. This has been foreshadowed (‘We have to kill him’/‘We will’, them paired in the final shot). Will is probably going to find himself in danger early on (he’s the supernatural focus of the season and it’s confirmed they are jumping straight into the action), which will bring the return of s2 Mike in full force.
I think we will get a lot of romantic tension, and references to their history to remind the audience how special their relationship really is. And most crucially: the gradual unveiling of what’s really going on in Mike’s head—probably while he himself is coming to terms with all of it—so the audience can begin to piece together why he’s changed so much since s3. I’m not sure how they will do this (more explicit pining? Vecna? Mike confiding in someone else?) but it’s really important otherwise Will is going to look like a second choice.
Thinking about the break up, mid-season is most likely to me because I just don’t believe Mike or El are quite there yet in their arcs for an early season split. Imo, Mike still needs to process that his ‘feelings’ for El are rooted in attachment/codependency (though I do think on some level he is aware that he’s not actually in love, which is why he did everything in his power to avoid the word—friends don’t lie), which will naturally happen when he starts to accept that how he feels for Will is what love is supposed to feel like. El also needs time to fully understand that she’s better off without their ‘romance’. The time-skip is a mystery to me, but I think Mlvn have to break up before it happens. (If their relationship makes it another two years and then Byler happens, Will is again going to look like a second choice and no-one is going to buy it).
As for how the break up would actually go down, I can’t be sure but I hope it will be amicable and light-hearted (maybe even a bit funny like an ‘I dump your ass’ callback as I think El is most likely to initiate), just one of those things that feels inevitable when it happens as they’ve both been spending time apart and prioritising other people and realising they’re actually happier that way. That would make sense if everything I have said up to this point is how it happens. Of course it could be more dramatic, but I think either way it will be emotional and end with them hugging it out.
After that…I don’t think we have enough to go off for any solid theory. But what I personally believe is that there will be a very dramatic confession scene for Mike and Will. I’m talking like Max’s running up that hill scene level of drama. Flashbacks and everything. I just think there will have been way too much build up and if they’re going to go for Byler, they really need to commit to it. I think it’s going to be one of them trying to save the other's life.
I obviously do think they will have quieter moments after though—maybe this is when they kiss. And I truly don’t believe El is going to be heartbroken over Mike and Will. I think by the time anything happens between them, El will have come to terms with how incompatible her and Mike were. I am of the belief that El likes the idea of Mike more than she actually likes/wants Mike. I don’t think she will struggle to move on once she realises this. Honestly I kind of hope the three of them can laugh about it in the end because that would be so healing to see.
That’s how I see it generally, but like I said I leave room for myself to be proven wrong and I’m always open to different interpretations (especially about Mike). Also, I don’t really see it as a love triangle? I mean it is one, in the technical sense. But I think that implies Mike is going to be ‘choosing’ between Will and El, and I really don’t think that’s the story here. I think for Mike it’s a story of realising it’s okay to be who you are (in a general sense and about his sexuality), and with that comes accepting who the right person for you actually is. Hope this answers your question!
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Cupid at work
Mason Mount x reader Fluff
Summary: Post London Derby against Spurs at the Bridge, Mason greets his friends and family at his box and finds an unlikely connection with you.
After the fight between the managers, coming down into the tunnel was hectic. Players shouting and threatening another fight. But Mason’s was in his own thoughts.
His brain was clouded, they nearly had the 3 points. Going round and round, what if he had done more, what if he could’ve defended more before spurs second goal? What if his chances were on target? What if he scored?
This season could be going better, and he was still a little gutted over missing out on another ballon o’dor nomination. His family and friends persistently telling him, he deserves to be on that list. It was all getting him down, as that could’ve only been controlled by his own success.
After a scolding in the changing room from the gaffer, and a cold shower to clean himself from the heat, he changed and made his way up to to the boxes to see his friends and family, he would rather be anywhere else than caught up in all the drama right now. They lost out on a win, end of story.
Mason headed upstairs, along to his box and made his way in.
Nathan and Carlotta were there to greet him, along with his family and few other mates the two had invited to the bridge.
“That was one hell of a game mate, you played really well” said Nathan, a smile on his honest face, proud of his friends work.
“I agree, you were brilliant. try and forget about all that drama down there” Carlotta comforted Mason.
“Yeah, Tuchel isn’t too happy, but, we knew it was gonna be a tough one. Just keep thinking how close we were to a win” Mason’s head was down, avoiding eye contact at his disappointment in his performance.
“It’s only the second week back mate, and anyways, you’ve got Leeds away next week” Nathan laughed. Mason had developed a bit of a pattern playing against Leeds, luck seemed to be on his side in grabbing a goal for the team.
The three joined the others in the box, enjoying the VIP benefits and getting the stress off of Mason’s mind before they would leave.
Mason was sat at one of the tables near the mini bar. Possibly against what his coaches think he deserved after the result, but he helped himself to a few drinks. He looked down sorrowful, at his third or forth bottle of beer, he couldn’t quite remember. But he couldn’t wait to just get home and go to bed after today’s events.
Carlotta approached his lone table, along side another woman as Carlotta was dragging her slightly towards him.
“Hey Mase, remember when I mentioned about my friend Y/N? I thought you would like to finally meet her so I brought her along”
He looked up to greet you, being polite, despite the dark cloud over his head. He didn’t want to be rude no matter what mood he was in. He was greeted with your eyes. It was like something switched, and the room became brighter.
Carlotta had brought you up in a few conversations to Mason, how you had always wanted to come to the bridge, and how you were always busy travelling and wanted to see more of London. He had never even seen a photo of you but, you did sound intriguing, mysterious.
His mouth hung open as he gazed across your face, your hair, your smile, as time stopped for a split second and the noise went quiet. For the first time that evening the guilt of the match had disappeared at just the sight of you.
You smiled softly at his gaze, and you reached out for a handshake, “Nice to finally meet you”
Still holding a strong stare and taking you all in, he slowly reaches to take your hand.
“Same”.
It was all he could let out in that moment, he, quite embarrassingly, had forgotten how to speak. He didn’t mean to be blunt, but the little love bug seemed to had caught his tongue.
Carlotta looked at Masons dopey stare on his face, and it clicked. “Erm” she laughed, “well you two can get to know each other, I’m going to get another drink”. And she quickly dashed off, most likely to buzz about to Nathan about how she might be the best new matchmaker in town.
You continued to stare at each other, simply in surprise at what had clicked, what spark was igniting between you two. Both of you could feel it, and it was burning up inside you. You realised you were awkwardly still holding hands, and quickly released, breaking the touch, placing your hands back by your side. Mason was back to his bottle, taking a quick sip hoping to feel some effect.
You let out a nervous laugh at his shyness, and moved the chair next to him join him at the lonely table. “You played so well, I bet it was difficult in this heat”.
Mason let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding, happy you spoke first. “Yeah it was tough, just wanted that win though. So many times I could of scored, feels like I let them down”. He dropped his head again, his lip trembled at the end of his words. The overwhelming feeling of defeat that he never liked to feel again getting the best of him.
You saw this, his sadness was a tough sight for yourself. You had heard so much good about this man, so much strength, and his spirit. You felt like you had gotten to know his so well in the past 90 mins he played. You admired his passion.
You leaned forward where his shoulders slumped, getting down to his level and closer to him. You whispered, “Out of the whole team, I think you were the best, you really carried it today. I don’t even think we would’ve had two goals without you”.
He looked at you as he took in your kind words. Your smile was warm, soothing his pain. He smiled back, “you think so?”. You nodded, seeing his eyes light up a little at your words.
“Thanks, that means a lot. I won’t be telling the team that don’t worry” he whispered back. He secretly wished he was your favourite player out of the team, his own little cheerleader.
You giggled at him, “feel free too, but it didn’t come from me ok?”. You two were both giggling, you were very much strangers still, but you both felt an organic and natural ‘vibe’ that just seemed to be there. It felt comfortable, like home.
Mason felt this feeling and had an idea. With the gush of adrenaline just by being around you, he shoots his shot. “So, usually after a game, I have a few mates round mine, just to chill and stuff after the game. Do you wanna come?”.
Your eyebrows lifted at his request. It was very last minute having the time to join everyone at the match, and now he wanted you round his. It was a good thing you loved spontaneous plans.
He almost winced at his own words, thinking it was a little too bold. I mean, you had just met him and, sure you were friends with Carlotta but, you’ve probably got your own life, he thought. And why would you want to be spending your Sunday night round a guy she had just met?
Mason mumbled out, “I mean you’ve probably got better things to be doing, and you’ve probably had enough of football today so it’s fine if you don’t want-“
“I’d love to, that sounds nice Mason”
His name on your lips was bliss. He couldn’t tell whether his heart was falling, or if it was flying high. He had a bright toothy grin plastered on his face, definitely giving away his joy for your choice to take his invitation. Not his smoothest of moments.
“I’m happy to hear that Y/N” he sighed, and you sent that same glowing grin back.
Meanwhile, across the small room, Carlotta and Nathan observed your little moment.
“£20 he asks her out tonight” Nathan shot his bid to Carlotta.
“Not your boldest bet. You don’t know my girl Woody, £20 she asks him out” she shoots back.
The pair shook on it, watching they’re friends blossom this newly found puppy love before them. The bet would stay hidden from Mason and Y/N, and so would Carlotta’s plan to set you two up in the first place. I guess Cupid is among us.
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Precure Day 237
Episode: Yes! Precure 5 Go Go! 38 - “The Power of Two! Dream and Rose!!"
Date watched: 21 December 2023
Original air date: 9 November 2008
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Precure Metamorphose Gallery | Sky Rose Translate Gallery
Project info and master list of posts
PRECURE ROSE SCREW!
Happy new year, everyone! I had meant to push this out by the 31st but I was busy with stuff, so now it's the first post of 2024 instead of the last post of 2023.
After our brief detour into the land of sweets, we return to the plot. Kurumi is hell bent on finding the last monarch, and Syrup begins to remember his past. Let's dig in!
The Plot
Rin mentions to Kurumi that blue roses aren’t found in nature, and in flower language they mean “miracles.” This causes Syrup to suddenly remember a moment in the Cure Rose Garden, where he remembers seeing a blue rose. The girls summon King Donuts and he confirms that the Garden is the only place where blue roses are known to exist. After Milk explains how she got her powers from a seed that blossomed into a blue rose, he declares that she must have a special mission.
Flora is seen in the Cure Rose Garden, weakened, as the flowers wilt around her. At Eternal, Anacondy argues with the Director over this, with Anacondy saying that if Flora dies they'll be able to get to the Rose Garden more easily, but of course the Director wants her alive and empowered. Anacondy gives up and dispatches Isogin and Yadokan to capture the Rose Pact.
Kurumi skips school the next day to find the fourth monarch so she can go to the Cure Rose Garden and learn about her special mission, but Nuts eventually tracks her down and reminds her that they all need to work together, and she doesn't even have a way to capture a Palmin if she finds one.
Suddenly, Isogin and Yadokan attack. Kurumi transforms and insists she can take them on by herself, but they are too strong for her. Syrup swoops in with Coco and the other cures in tow to rescue Rose, but are quickly captured themselves.
Syrup manages to free Cure Dream, who gives Milky Rose a passionate speech to encourage her, so Dream and Rose team up to protect Syrup and the Rose Pact from I&Y. Their combined strength manages to turn the tide, and Nuts recalls the legend of the Red and Blue Roses: when they combine their powers, they’re more powerful. Coco and Nuts summon the Shining Fleuret and Milky Mirror for the duo, and they clasp hands to perform a powerful attack of spiraling energy that overwhelms and completely destroys I&Y. It harkens back to Cure Black and White’s Marble Screw attack.
Exhausted, Milk receives encouragement from the rest of the girls that they will work together to find the last monarch, get to the Cure Rose Garden, and meet Flora to find out what the mission of the Blue Rose is, and Milk does a little dance.
The Analysis
What I Liked
Syrup finally starting to become aware of his past, and learn how he connects with the girls’ mission is nice.
Dream and Rose working together evokes old school Black and White vibes. They don’t often truly combine their powers like this, and now we see what happens when they do. The finishing attack is so much like the Marble Screw, AND it was original animation for this episode, not stock footage. Of course, that means it probably won’t be used again, but it was nice in this instance.
We actually get an update on Flora’s status. She’s not doing so well, but we see it. On the other side of the conflict, we continue the dissension between Anacondy and the Director of Eternal and how they disagree over their goals. I’m looking forward to seeing how this ends.
What I didn’t like
The art and animation are done by Kawano Hiroyuki, resulting in a lot of long or off-model faces. I’ve spoken about him before, since he was in charge of episodes 31, 22, 15, and 7 of this series, as well as many episodes of each season prior to this. Read my rants about him there.
Considering this is Isogin and Yadokan’s final stand, they really did not leave any impression at all. Bunbee is Bunbee, the comic relief. Scorp was an extremely memorable villain and you could almost sympathize with him at times. Nebatakos was slimy and not likable but you enjoyed rooting against him. Shibiretta doesn’t have a whole lot going for her, but she at least allows for the episodes she’s in to take place in fun and unique settings. Mucardia is cunning and manipulative and I genuinely look forward to his episodes. But Isogin and Yadokan came out of nowhere, barely say anything, and always manage to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory. I’m not sorry to see them go.
Miscellaneous
Rin’s remark that blue roses don’t occur in nature is actually true! I hadn’t realized it before now. The development of blue roses, either through dyeing or genetic manipulation, is relatively recent. She may be stretching their meaning, though. From what I found they're associated with mystery, secrecy, aspiration, uniqueness, and admiration. Nothing quite approaches the meaning of "miracles".
The beginning of the episode has some exposition about the game show and the trophy that the girls won in the prior episode, in a nice bit of continuity and world building.
The last monarch, King Montblanc, is referred to by name for the first time I think.
Conclusion
Some of my feelings here have more to do with spending 9 months working over the review of the movie than with the actual episode and its role in the series, but it is nice to get back to the main plot. The last several episodes didn’t do much to advance the overall narrative (although they were lovely character pieces), so to come back after so long and pretty much hit the ground running is nice. The episode opens with Syrup remembering his past in the Cure Rose Garden, we are given new drive and purpose and Kurumi is actively seeking out the next monarch. The prophecy of the Red and Blue Roses is brought to life for potentially the first time, and we get rid of the least memorable villain team in the show. Good stuff. My main complaint is in the art department, I’ve never been fond of this art director’s work. I will say that the fight scenes are well choreographed, with lots of jumping around, and I truly enjoy the dynamic reveal when Dream blocks the attack meant for Rose. It’s filled with inspiring messages and is all around a positive episode.
Next time, on Precure Daily, Karen has to put her doctoring skills to the test on King Montblanc. Look forward to it!
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For the manga ask: 1, 11 and 17
HIIII HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
AND ALSO THANKS FOR NOT ONLY SENDING ME A ASK BUT SENDING ME THIS TWICE SINCE I ACCIDENTALLY BLOWED UP THE FIRST TIME TEEHEE <3 <3 <3 odeio escrever coisa pelo celular augghh
Anyway I'm answering those questions here!!!
1. Your top 5 reads of 2023
Meme for symmetry lol
No Home - NO HOME MY BELOVED MY BESTIE NO HOME,HOW IT CAN BE SO WELL WRITTEN IT MAKES ME INSANE BRO... COMICS OF ALL TIME. I have no words to explain... I do want one day stop being a coward and write out some analysis on it, buuut--oh well~~
Dungeon Meshi - I got into the party almost "too late". Well, I don't really believe that starting something after if finished is getting into it too late,but I do get that you lose some experiences if you get into something late than other... And in my case I got into it some weeks before it officially ended lmao. Always heard about it and finally gave a try, it's extremely funny and charming, can't wait for the anime this week :]
Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun - I saw the anime back when it was releasing, enjoyed it and...that was it. Hoped for season two (kinda still wish for it),but yeah... Then finally said fuck it and OHH IT GETS SO MUCH BETTER. LIKE ITS NOT THAT THE ANIME IS BAD BY ANY MEANS BUT WELL...it only covered one part of it and it always keep getting funnier and funnier! Wakamatsu is so much more insane and dumb... The characters we never got to met there. I do have some issue here and there but in general I have a pretty fun time :]
Ikoku Nikki - yeah maybe sometimes see that something gonna end next week really pushes me to read it lol. Anyway I do want to re read again sometime soon,but it was a very emotional read!! Makio women of all time, a aro icon <3 she everything!!!!
After School Lessons for Unripe Apples - another fun read!!! Don't think I have too much thoughts but I really enjoy Mi-ae and Cheol dynamic <3
Just making clear that in this top 5 I put stuff I started reading in 2023,so like ... No Skip to Loafer here lol even thought I enjoyed the new chapters that were released in 2023,in the rules my head made it didn't count lmao.
11. Your favorite covers
Suddenly I actually never read anything in 2023 :) GJJSAJFN ok guess Hirayasumi covers are very neat!!! I love the painting of it.
But yeah I noticied I remember chapter covers much more than I remember volume covers, so originally I was going to show some of my favorite chapter covers...but then 10 photos limit. Even thought I was sure nowdays is 30 idk if its because I'm stuck in mobile but whatever,I spend two hours looking covers on my phone I gonna show it on a rb or something lmao
17. A manga you didn’t expect to like
Hmnm ... I don't remember lmao. Like at least not anything that I felt that extremely "omg what pleasant surprise!!!!!" ? The best I could think of is kisses x kiss x kisses that ...well does have a cringe name that kinda put you expectations at low I guess lol
It's nothing amazing, it's a finished romance comic, that is very sweet. I liked the contrast of the protagonist and his love interest being like, boy with big family all living together and boy that lives alone with parents in another country lol. It is a cliche and not gonna pretend they do anything groundbreaking with it, but it's still a nice storyline. Lowkey big spoilers ahead I guess but: I liked that while the protagonist dream of living completely alone changed a little (cause come on its a fluffy romance lol), he still got separates room cause he does want be able to experience and enjoy not sharing a room,having more privacy and stuff. It's kinda small overall, but it's nice that his dream and his goals didn't do a complete change because of love.
#daychiie talks#my laptop giving up on me on new years...so sad... aug aguhhh#PORRA MANO ESCREVER PELO CELULAR FAZ EU ME SENTIR NUMA JAULA AUGHHRNFJSJSJ#but yeay thanks for the ask wawhahwh#now i only have other of those to reply hehe#i feel kinda bad talking so much lol
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ok thoughts on the new episode,
SPOILER WARNING obviously
although honestly I don't think I'll be saying anything that others haven't already said haaaaa
anyway finally, a chance for morty's new VA to shine, and GOD does he. I love the way Evil Morty talks, idk why but that bored "uh huh" when Rick tries shooting him several times is soooo funny to me. he killed it and so did ian cardoni (the way he screams "I'LL KILL YOU" after slow mobius' death OOOOOUUUU CHILLS)
i honestly did not expect to see Evil Morty again, and even though I'm kinda sad he didn't get the lasting peace away from Rick that he wanted, he is a DELIGHT to see in action!! i love his interactions w Rick, it's so interesting having a Morty that's on par/better than Rick. although I'll be honest....he kinda feels like a Rick himself, especially w the cybernetic augmentations he also has--at least to me. Wonder if that's going to be brought up again later down the line, something about becoming the monster you fight against
i LOVE how we got to see his backstory finally, like others have said I'm really happy that he was just a "normal" Morty. his Rick wasn't anything special. he literally was just a Morty who finally got sick of Rick's shit. i loved the reveal too, bc they DID have me going for a sec there, I thought who we were seeing was OUR morty
Indiana Jones Rick 💘💘💘😳😳😳😳😳💦 that's all I'm saying on that
And ok, DO I think Rick Prime is dead? like ACTUALLY dead? Honestly...yes. At least I hope so. I think it'd be FAR more compelling for Rick to be like "...now what?" and for the show to actually explore and unpack that, over it being like HAHA SURPRISE RICK PRIME'S NOT ~REALLY~ DEAD you know?
Because yeah. He got his revenge, the revenge he's literally been chasing...basically his entire life, like...since his, what, 30s? And it didn't feel good. It didn't fix things, it didn't make him feel better. He feels as empty as he did before and NOW he doesn't even have a goal to strive towards anymore. There's nothing. And I feel like the ending of the episode did a REALLY good job of portraying that just numbness. He probably fantasized about this moment the WHOLE time and it absolutely didn't live up to it. It wasn't glorious or feel liberating, he just ends up covered in blood and feeling more hollow and broken than before. That's just...kinda how trauma is
Morty at first hesitating to touch Rick but eventually hugging him anyway was so sweet ;_;
Anyway as for the cinematography of the episode itself...absolutely stellar. Great fights, the SCOPE of everything, the backgrounds and settings, it's wild how much this show has popped off with its animation (it's honestly so funny seeing them stitch in clips from Season 1 in there bc the CONTRAST in animation quality is astounding. its like when artists on twitter do the "my art from 10 years ago vs now" comparisons LOL. LITERALLY, SEASON 1 WAS 10 YEARS AGO).
The just dead silence as Rick punches Rick Prime to death (only sounds of course being rick talking and punching), the whole exchange that happened during it, how just downright BRUTAL it was, that entire scene was crafted so well, and others have pointed out the significance of Rick literally beating Prime to death with his bare fists instead of using his tech or weapons or anything, which i feel like was definitely on purpose, and i love
man this post ended up longer than i anticipated I'M SORRY. THIS EPISODE DESTROYED ME EMOTIONALLY AND I LOVE WHEN THIS SHOW DOES THAT ✌✨ MY BRAIN'S BEEN BUZZING. IF YOU READ ALL THIS RAMBLING THANKS I GUESS HLFDKSJFH
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