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#So I guess the lesson is...find someone you can confide in so you don't have to show your true colors to everybody
tio-trile · 8 months
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This is about GOS2 but not quite -just wanted to tell you how refreshing (and calming) it is to see someone dislike something, or disagree with something, or someone (Neil, in this case) while being completely polite and respectful to people who do like it (the show, the ship, this season specifically, whatever) and not doing personal attacks or being insulting or downright hostile or aggressive. Just... Liking what you like, not liking what you don't like, and being in your own "bubble" so to speak. I adore the first season, and some moments in this one (not the season in general), and I've had to see and start avoiding absolutely wild stuff since 2019, from haughty superiority from book first fans calling people who liked the show absolute idiots, people directly attacking fanwork creators or even Tennant, Sheen and Gaiman themselves, to even worse stuff I'd rather not think about. As you can probably already imagine, that specific kind of dumpster fire has only gotten worse since the release of S2.
My take on fandom has always been to enjoy what you enjoy and ignore the rest unless it's something serious with real-world implications or consequences. It's always stressed me out how people can get, to the point that for several years I stopped engaging with fandom entirely, and I just wanted to say this, I guess, because it's been a breath of fresh air. I wish more people engaged with fictional material and fandom the way you do. Cheers, hope you have nice day and that this wasn't too weird of a message to get
This is really beautifully put, thank you for the nice message! Yeah all-in-all, these are just a show/a book/content made for people's entertainment, and there's absolutely no reason to get to the point of attacking the cast and crew or fans personally.
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astaroth1357 · 1 year
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My Incredibly Spoiler Heavy Thoughts on Nightbringer
TURN BACK IF YOU HAVE ANY INTEREST IN PLAYING THE GAME AT ALL. I MEAN IT.
Hello. I have completed all 10 lessons on the Normal difficulty. These are my thoughts:
First, a disclaimer. All of this is my opinion. If you feel differently about a character or plot point, that's fine. This is all just as I see it.
Holy hell, I love the setup here so damn much. The Nightbringer story so far is truly more than just a rehash of the OG plot, largely because of all the small stuff that keeps happening in background. Yes, we're befriending the brothers again, but we don't know WHY. Why are we in the past? Who sent us there? What do they want from us, or... what do they want out of somebody else?? 👀 I have to hand it to the writers for coming up with this premise, it's soild. Will they stick the landing...? We'll see.
The New! (Old) Cast
Lucifer:
Whelp, Luci is being colder to us than ever... But far more openly involved with his brothers than we saw previously. You can really tell that this is fresh off of the War and he's just trying his best to keep everybody corralled and (somewhat) comfortable.
He still holds onto his Celestial Realm prejudice against demons, so he doesn't trust MC at all which is an interesting turn on the dynamic from before. As a human, Lucifer saw us as weak and insignificant so he didn't give us much time of day. But as a "demon," and someone more knowledgeable about the Devildom than himself, he has to suck it up and rely on MC even if he wants them to stay away.
By the end of Lesson 10, it's safe to say whatever trust he had in MC is going to be shattered. MC has talked their way out of a lot, but even Dia looks shaken by their abilities this time... I'm curious to see if they can reestablish a relationship with him when he was already keeping them at arms length to start with.
Mammon:
Ah, Mammon... Once simp, forever a simp across time and space. Bless him. I guess he's just doomed to always fall first when it comes to MC. It DOES NOT take long for him to be down bad even if you don't romance him specifically (I would know because I'm trying to stay mono-Levi this go around).
Aside from his tsundere-ness, though, we do get a look into more of his insecurities. I find an interesting pattern developing in him where he just tends to latch onto a person and follow them unfailing. He did that with Lucifer before the Fall, he didn't even think about the consequences before going through with it. You could see him doing much the same with MC. I think it stems from a lack of confidence in himself and his own abilities, constantly relying on others to guide him through big decisions and provide him with validation. Add another poor thing to the list...
Leviathan:
I swear to God, the devs realized that Levi's charm lies in his pathos, so they went out of the way to make him EVEN MORE pathetic than normal. I still love him for it, of course. But seriously, Levi starts out practically afraid of his own shadow when the story starts. It makes sense, Levi would have probably one of the more negative impressions of demons of the seven, having fought them head on. He was a shut in before the War and now he's even more terrified to leave the house, let alone his room... (I can't be the only one who's wondering how the hell Dia's going to look at him and go, "Ah yes! I see Admiral material right there!" right?)
I do like that the writers took the time to show that he's one of the more empathetic brothers, right alongside Asmo and Beel, even if he's bad with people. Levi is quick to sympathize with beings and creatures who don't fit in and it's always very sweet to see. I also guess that Simeon wrote TSL in secret or after the War? You think he would know of it at least having lived so long with the author... Anyway. I digress.
There's a lot of... small things around Levi that I think hint at the inner feelings of the brothers, though (of all seven of them, he has the WORST poker face I swear). I may touch on those in another post because I need time to gather my thoughts on how it all connects there... Anyway, he's still my favorite and I'm going to try to see if there's any truth to this "you get a deeper connection if you stick to one brother" thing. Wish me luck.
Satan:
Okay, load your guns now because I think Satan is the real star of the show here. They're actually pulling way more than the "He's mad because he's seen like Lucifer" card. We're at a point where Satan doesn't even consider himself associated with the brothers AT ALL. That means something and has consequences on the story. He didn't even go with them to check on Beel, despite having enough fire power that he could have probably helped a lot.
Now before someone goes screaming at me that they've devolved him into comic relief, I'd first like to ask what did you think he was going to be? OG Satan told us himself that he used to feel nothing but anger. He's going to be pissed, irrational, and violent. He's Wrath.
What truly they're giving us under all of that is a look into a vulnerable guy who doesn't know anything about the world around him and is trying to pick it up on his own because his brothers can't (and maybe won't) teach him. They keep chaining him up (which I hate btw) and talk about him like he's a beast. But it's partially because they're such terrible communicators that he flies off the handle so often to begin with.
Satan is more alone than really anybody else is the Devildom. His brothers already have all this history together and memories shared during their time as angels, stuff he has no context for and could never experience himself. He's still an outcast among demons for his association with them, despite being a fully fledged demon in his own right, and he doesn't know why he has to be linked to them because he barely knows them anyway. He's taking baby steps to understand the world, but when he goes to his brothers to ask questions they lampshade him for even having clear thoughts. All they see him as is a roaring beast. This version of Satan is fascinating to me. How does he start here and end up the eloquent, emotionally-controlled bookworm with a planet's worth of connections? I gotta know!!
Asmodeus:
They FINALLY started giving Asmo his proper flowers! I still think it could have been more, but he's gotten way more depth than he had before. I know that Asmo part technically involved MC's input the least out of all of the brothers, but I think that was by design.
Asmo is a surprisingly introspective individual under his urge to perform. MC didn't have to give much input because he just didn't need as much. He knows himself very well (unlike some of the others). He's an emotionally intelligent guy who can sort out his own inner problems and remain empathetic enough to want to help his brothers in his own way. I wanted to hear more from this side of Asmo, honestly, but the game seems to make it clear that he's content with his spot of being the family's brightest smile. I hope it makes more appearances as we go on.
Beelzebub:
This one is tricky, because lesson 10 leaves off on a cliffhanger related to Beel... So I think Beel's feelings will have more consequences than the other brothers' on the story. Most of all that we see of Beel is, unfortunately, him being hungry or off being wholesome with Belphie but lesson 10 did give us some eye-openers regardless.
First, apparently if he flies off the handle, Beel is quite the challenge to handle. It takes Dia himself to restrain him, which is pretty insane for the sixthborn in the line-up. It's possible some outside magic is cranking up his power somehow, but we won't know until the next lessons are out.
Secondly, I find it very interesting that Beel's "heart-to-heart" moment with us is being saved for last... It was definitely the most surprising one of the secrets in the teasers (in my opinion). Beel and Belphie are glued to the hip and share everything together so for him to have a secret "not even Belphie" knows is pretty shocking. I hope it's not just that he saved Belphie instead of Lilith since we all already know that. It'd be a pretty cheap pay off to all this buildup... Not that I haven't been disappointed before or anything.
Belphegor:
Similar to Beel, Belphie doesn't get much attention until the end and it isn't much that we haven't heard before, unfortunately. You kind can't blame them, since plumbing out Belphie's inner trauma about the War was the entire climax of the first game. It's nothing we don't already know. That being said, I think there's some more interesting things that are being said about Belphie or left unsaid by the others that I find more fascinating to keep track of.
TLDR, I think there's some weird distancing going on between Belphie and the others. It doesn't seem super apparent, but Levi dropped some weird bombshells early on and I can't help but notice how he just never seems to be without Beel. Those two are close, yeah, but in this game they're practically a unit. I'm pretty sure Belphie is using Beel as a security blanket of sorts. He's also the ONLY one to mention Lilith in any great detail. Unsurprising, but it's worth noting that the others haven't really brought her up despite it (supposedly) starting the War.
Diavolo:
Somebody give this guy a vacation and a raise... So apparently, the brothers were cast down, the old King took one look at them and counted to seven, then conked out. Now our boy has to rule the kingdom. He's... the same really. As far as I can tell. You can really see how much he's taken to the brothers' antics though, which checks out in the other game too.
WAAAY more fascinating to me is apparently there's some kind of body called the House of Lords who think that Dia is too young for the job. What's the House of Lords?? Who are they? Are they like a council or advisory board...? Or is this a UK setup? Is there a Parliamentary board?? I dunno, could just be my Poli Sci talking but I'm now so lost on how the Devildom operates now...
Barbatos:
Oh my God, if there is any character I could live vicariously through, it was Barbs here. For whatever unnamed reason he is NOT having any of Solomon's shit right now and I'm living for it. Setting my delight aside, we don't get to see very much of him and what we do see doesn't really differ from the norm, which only makes his detest all the more shocking.
Through Barbs, we also see just how potent the power of the pacts can be when Solomon summons him and more or less forces him to do as he says. Nothing seems to stop him from retaliating after the fact, as he sent Solomon off who knows where, but seeing that kind of power wielded over a being who's almost unattainable to us is... Well. I feel bad for Asmo.
Simeon:
There's a lot to unpack with Simeon... and a lot of it is in the stuff that goes unsaid. First, I already found it strange that he didn't seem surprised to see Satan in the House. Or if he was, he didn't say it or bother introducing himself which is... telling for a guy like Simeon. He's back to being Luke's minder in front of demons, but I can't help but notice that he doesn't do much to counter Luke's tirades. He only indicates that it's impolite to say them, so he may still harbor the very same feelings.
Simeon and Lucifer have something of a heart to heart together that they never would in the OG title where Simeon admits his biggest regret. It isn't that he didn't follow Lucifer, as we might think, but that he doesn't feel like did enough to reach out to him before he made his decision. Lucifer dispells this, but I think it goes to show that Simeon stands behind his decision to stay and that it was the better option. Lucifer also confront Simeon on why he didn't take a high position (seraph) and instead settled for archangel. It's left open ended what his real motives for that would be, but I suspect that it has something to do with Simeon's troubling streak of going against the grain, even in subtle ways. Or he has too much anger about what happened to accept taking Lucifer's old position.
I found it interesting how easily these two seemed to talk about intimate topics together here where Lucifer barely even acknowledges Simeon's attempts to reach out in the OG story. I wonder what may have happened to sour their relationship so severely...?
Luke:
Luke the Racist Chihuahua returns!! Okay, I'm being a little mean but he's pretty much just self-righteous little kid the whole way through. I will admit, it is a little funny that the person who came up with the nickname was actually Lucifer. I think it's now retconned and confirmed that Luke and the brothers never knew each other before the Fall... though Luke seems to know OF their former selves in some capacity. I could be misinterpreting things though.
The Rat Bastard Solomon:
I swear to God this was me playing through the whole game tied to this guy.
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He's lying. A lot. Constantly. And it pisses me off to no end. I was wondering why things he was saying and the stuff he was doing weren't lining up and OF COURSE it's because he's either working his own agenda or being outright deceitful. I hate him so much, y'all, you don't even know...
That aside, as an impartial observer Solomon is pulling a lot of work to support MC and you can TELL how down bad he is for them, which actually has significance for the plot I think. He's keeping them in the dark about something, but considering his feelings I say we can at least be charitable and assume it isn't to hurt them or cause them any suffering... intentionally. He's also as unscrupulous as ever, considering how he ordered a very angry Barbs around and more or less took advantage of a life or death situation to make a pact with Asmo.
So. At the end of the lessons, we're reintroduced to the mysterious Nightbringer. The character who actually sent us back in time at the start of the game. Yeah, it wasn't Barbatos... probably. At least not our reliable neighborhood butler anyway. They seem to be different entities but I THINK they might share some connection....
I have to wonder who disguised MC when they first arrived. The marketing made it seem like it would be Solomon but the marketing has been hit or miss on actual accuracy about the game we're seeing. If it was Solomon, then he had to have known where the MC was before he called. If it was Nightbringer then... well actually. We need to touch on that first.
Nightbringer:
Now, much of this is just me speculating so take things with a grain of salt. Nightbringer's name is blocked out, but it seems like it identified itself to us in the beginning before sending us to the past. It appears like it wants something from Solomon.... to fully corrupt him maybe? And it's using MC as leverage against him.
I suspect that all of the weird stuff that has been happening is tied to its meddling in some way, but to what end is unclear... Sending Levi and MC into TSL, tricking Asmo then trying to feed everyone to a spider, and, likely, whatever is going on with Beel. I can't tell if it's trying to push MC and the brother's closer together, or just making vaguely comical attempts at homicide by fictional characters, spider, and Gluttony incarnate.
The situation with Adam does give us a hint into its nature. It appears to be some kind of dark, trickster being that gives a person what they desire, but never the way they intended. A walking monkey's paw, if you will. Solomon says that Nightbringer made him what he is today, so perhaps he worked under it or is simply under the influence of one its "deals." Their relationship is adversarial, though. When they're speaking, they talk about the two supernatural sides, Angel and Demon, and Nightbringer seems to want to force Solomon to make a choice between them. Lose his humanity, maybe?
I'm not quite willing to say that Nightbringer is a demon just yet, at least not one of the ones we normally encounter. Something about it seems... older. More powerful than that. But we'll have to wait for more info.
My crackpot theory?
Solomon has made a deal with Nightbringer in order to go back in time and do... something. He's after something. Nightbringer agreed, but dragged MC along as collateral for Solomon to get it done within a certain amount of time or makes sure he honors his part of the bargin. Barbatos knows this, either because he is linked to in some way to Nightbringer or saw it happen in the doorway, and is disgusted by his actions but unable to speak about it due to the pact. Or, you know. That's our present Barbie also dragged along for the ride and he's pissed that he's been essentially hijacked and taken away from present Diavolo, but forbidden to speak about it.
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merakiui · 3 months
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Fwb Riddle with the prompts "You don't have to leave, you know" and/or "Stay the night tonight" 🥺
AAAA YES YES. OTL
(fwb dialogues)
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“You don’t have to leave, you know,” Riddle murmurs, watching you pick up your discarded clothes scattered on the floor. He’s sitting up in his bed, the covers draped lazily over his lap. Awkwardly, he wrings his hands out of nervous habit.
You glance over your shoulder at him, stunned. “I thought you didn’t have time today. You told me so—said you’d rather be studying when I texted you.”
“Yes. Well…” He huffs, averting his eyes. “I’ve changed my mind. So… If it’s not asking too much, stay the night tonight.”
You tilt your head, resting your hands on your hips. “Isn’t there some rule about this in the Queen of Hearts’s law?”
Riddle chuckles, regaining slivers of confidence with every passing second. “There’s nothing in the rulebook that says I’m not allowed to share my space with you. We’re abiding by the rules.”
“Most of the time.”
Riddle blinks at you, opens his mouth to question you, and then clamps it shut. His face explodes with color. He remembers the night well—the party at the lounge. He only went for courtesy’s sake, accompanied by Trey and Cater, and he’d planned to make his rounds, greet everyone in turn, and leave before he missed evening tea. Rule 153 — One must only drink herbal tea in the evenings.
But then someone passed a fruity drink into his hand—something that was so very obviously alcoholic from the look and sight alone—and Riddle had thought himself strong enough to decline. Even though his wits were about him, they crumbled at the sight of you, merrily giggling alongside Kalim and indulging in the type of mindless fun he’s never had the chance to know. He’s never needed to rely on liquid courage or anything like it; he derives enough confidence from the ever-present fear of failure and that keeps him going.
But this was different, and it wasn’t very secretive to the keen eyes of his friends and dorm mates.
Cater had nudged Riddle, grinning encouragingly. “You literally never get to see (Name) outside of class. Now’s your chance! Go make Cay-Cay proud and talk a bit.”
Riddle flustered outright. “I’ve no idea what we’d even talk about!”
“The upcoming exam,” Trey prompted with a half-shrug. “Nothing gets people talking faster than when it comes to exams they aren’t looking forward to.”
For once Riddle doesn’t find academics an appealing conversation subject. But he hadn’t had time to deliberate because Cater looped arms with him and skipped over in your direction.
Riddle learned two very valuable lessons that night. One: Never drink wine in copious amounts no matter how delicious it is. Two: Never hook up anywhere near or in the Mostro Lounge.
It’s been months since that party, an irresponsible mistake on his part, and he’s arguably closer with you than he’s ever been. Physically, perhaps. Emotions are…difficult. Neither of you signed up for the emotional benefits. Just the sex. Sometimes he wishes there was more. Rule 53 — One must replace anything stolen.
But how can you do that when you’re not aware of the thing you’ve unintentionally stolen?
Riddle surfaces from that rumination, refusing to dignify that with incoherent, embarrassed sputtering. Instead, he simply says, “Certain situations call for…exceptions.”
“Is that what I am?” you ask, stepping into your underwear. Riddle’s gaze traces the length of your legs. “An exception to the rules? Last I checked there’s no rule saying we can’t kiss.”
“And there aren’t any rules prohibiting you from staying either.”
You pause, half-dressed. “No, I guess not… I don’t want to ruin your study time, though. I may be an exception, but I don’t want to be a distraction.”
“We could study together.”
“You’re the only guy I know who’d study after sex.”
Riddle bristles. “W-What else am I meant to do?”
An amused smile curls on your lips. You cover the distance to the bed and lean over to meet him. He stares at you, swept up in your charm. You’re everything his mother would object to. Your relationship doesn’t suit that of normal, standard love (because it’s not), but it’s his choice and no one, not even the rules or his mother, can influence that. It’s messy and imperfect, but it’s all his.
“You could try talking to me,” you offer, your face within kissing distance. “Not about school or dorm stuff. But about you.”
Oh.
Yeah, you’re right. He could try that.
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asteria-argo · 3 months
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For To All The Better Places
(I’m not sure you specified how many actual kids are in Jamie’s class. I know “twenty some” for sure.)
You responded to one of my chapter comments (about how much I adore the students) by saying you have pages and pages of notes on the kids. And are sure most of it won’t ever make it into the fic.
Please feel free to brag or lament or gush over any and all of the kids to your hearts content here! Doesn’t have to be something that will ever make it into the story. Perhaps especially if it isn’t gonna be in the story.
Jamie has 24 kids in his class and I am very happy to say that every single one of them have names and basic descriptions! Most of them aren't very in depth but they've all got a basic blurb that has a couple of their likes and dislikes, a couple key personality traits, and notes on their home life if it's relevant.
A lot of them are just filler characters who don't serve a lot of purpose except to fill the room, but in Act II of To All The Better Places I have an entire subplot planned for these kids, I've mapped out their interpersonal drama, I have diagrams, it's a whole thing. Particularly Shiloh, who a couple people have already guessed will be important. I have three pages of backstory on her alone.
The thing about Shiloh is that she is in essence, Jamie before the fork in the road between kindness and cruelty. She is quite literally Jamie's mini-me, she acts exactly like him. She's overly confident and rude and doesn't have a ton of respect for the authority, which does include Jamie a lot of the time despite the fact we mostly see them getting along, but is also smart and kind and compassionate, absolutely filled to the brim with ambition and talent. She picks fights on the playground and disrupts lessons a lot and has an ongoing feud with several different teachers and students that usually ends up being Jamie's problem; She is also fiercely protective of her friends, she taught herself BSL so that she could speak to Toby when he doesn't have his hearing aids in, she helps Jamie set up for class every single morning, Kareem had to cap how many library books she was allowed to check out at once because she tried to borrow 18 at once and spent her entire recess arguing with him about it because she was absolutely positive she'd be able to get through all of them in two weeks.
She exists to parallel Jamie, she's a bratty but talented problem child who has a rough home life and is acting out because of it. Particularly, she exists to show Ted who has whatever the opposite of rose tinted glasses are on about Jamie, that things could have been different. She exists as physical proof that someone like Jamie could have been reasoned with and handled with kindness, if he'd only actually approached Jamie with curiosity instead of judgement, because for as much as Ted can believe that Jamie's behaviour was insular and judge him for it, it is near impossible for him to do the same thing to a nine year old girl that is clearly going through something. Especially because Jamie? He isn't going to let Ted judge Shiloh the same way he judged him.
Shiloh, Ted learns, is Jamie Tartt in miniature. Right down to the position she plays. “I’ll be striker,” she tells her half of the team. She’s not the captain, that honour going to Miss Imara, but she commandeers everyone's attention uncaring of that little fact, her hair pulled out of her face by two neat braids with red and blue ribbons braided through “ ‘cause I’m the best at that.” “I wanted to be striker,” Jonah says, looking a little hurt. Shiloh rolls her eyes at him, patting him on the shoulder consolingly. Ted’s not sure how a nine year old girl manages to come across as condescending, but she certainly finds a way. “You can still get goals even if you aren’t a striker” she says “you’re really fast, so you’d be a better winger like when we play at the park, so if we wanna win we gotta think about that.” “Isn’t this supposed to be just for fun?” Toby asks, head tilted to the side curiously. “winning is fun.” Shiloh says, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
I have a scene, like the one above but hopefully a little more fleshed out, planned for later on in the story to really make Ted think about the parallels between Shiloh and Jamie. He already thinks they act very similar, but it's the final nail in the coffin seeing her play and seeing nothing but Jamie. Which, since you've been reading the story and already know, Ted has a bit of a problem with confirmation bias in this fic.
This answer kind of turned into the Shiloh show but what can I say I love her, she's a very pivotal character in this fic. I have more to say about the other kids but this has already gotten quite long so I will be leaving it here with this picture of my actual physical notes that I have pinned above my desk for quick reference when I'm writing!
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yes, I did alphabetize the roll call, and also yes, I did create a physical diagram of who is friends with who, and also also yes, I have all of their table groups written out in accordance to that diagram so there are no mortal enemies or best friends on the same table to cause problems. I'm thorough.
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hcneygemini · 8 months
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sentence starters from my wip fics, pt. I
please do not add to this list nor repost the list as your own. tw: mentions of murder + attempted murder.
I just fell for that, didn’t I?
Is it because you like me so much?
I bet you regret this now.
Your heart’s pounding.
You’re too empty headed to know much of anything.
Oh, come on! I know something about seduction.
I know you’ve never heard of it, but some people have friends.
I don’t wanna hang out with the dork gang, though. Just you.
Yeah, well I’m an asshole, so we’re even.
I couldn’t sleep because you weren’t there.
Is that your way of flirting?
You’ve never gone to these lengths before.
You can be a real smart ass sometimes, you know?
I wanna see a different side of you today.
You made one mistake though—you didn't disarm me.
Kiss me.
You’re definitely not boring.
What are you thinking about?
We have to learn to confront it at some point.
Can you wait to kill me until I finish breakfast?
What’s the matter? Jealous?
I’ve never been more serious in my life.
[ Name ] won’t shut up about you.
Stop pretending to be mad.
It’s part of my evil plan.
I’m not repeating anything [ name ] told me in confidence.
You shouldn’t be so vulgar.
We both know we’re not a couple.
You can’t keep just walking away.
Stop being corny, I’m tired.
You look peaceful when you sleep.
I don’t think you think I’m serious. But I’m always serious!
I didn’t go looking for this.
I don’t like trusting people.
Please keep your feet off of my desk.
Wow, you’re so stoic and unafraid of threats!
How much of anything was real?
Was this the truth you wanted?
Past me had shitty taste.
You're so much more than that.
So, we were lied to.
This is really pathetic, you know.
Why should I go anywhere with you?
I have some ideas, but you have to trust me.
I see your cruelty's still intact.
Shit, you're really pale.
Would you stop trying to leech off of the traumatized children?
I don't have time to detail the extent of my work to you.
Why can’t you just talk to me like a normal person?
Yeah, well, I can deal with my shit myself.
Isn’t everyone so much happier without me around, stirring the pot?
I’m tired. Can your love confession wait until tomorrow?
No good deeds go unpunished, or whatever.
I got two people killed… er, technically maybe three.
Tell me another one of your preachy, boring life lessons!
Careful, I can hear the cogs turning in your head from here.
No one here is ‘okay.’
You didn’t have to come, you know.
We both know what I did.
Don’t give me some shit about ‘finding yourself’ and ‘healing.'
Hey, don’t think of it as bribing! Think of it as… a reward for putting my best foot forward.
Jeez, am I the only topic of the rumor mill?
You fell asleep on me.
I guess movie night is a good sedative.
I think I did something. Something bad.
Why do you have to make a joke out of everything?
You tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine.
Why were you so out of it last night?
You know, they’re not so bad if you would just get to know them.
Hey, where the fuck have you been?
Why would I forgive someone who tried to kill me?
Well, shit happens!
You’re either plotting to kill me in my sleep or you’re in love with me.
Are you asking me to stargaze with you?
Life doesn’t need to have some big meaning, I guess. I mean, I’m happy right now.
I come with tidings!
It's a cake that says, 'Sorry for trying to have you murdered!'
I can’t trust your big mouth.
What do you do when you disappear during the day?
I’ve never exactly been in a relationship.
At least take me out before talking about commitment.
Why do you spend time with me?
I’m learning more about you. The real you. And I… like [ them / her / him ].
Wow, you’re lame as shit.
Wait, so you’re seducing me by accident?
You two really like each other, huh?
Wow, your voice is so sexy in the morning.
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eradicatetehnormal · 21 days
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I think that unless something big centered around Kairi happens, I'll always have mixed feelings for her. When I'm playing the games, I don't pay her much mind, but when I go back and think about her, it's so frustrating. Sora was reckless when he stood up to Riku with no weapon but got rewarded for his courage and learning his lesson about the power of connection. Riku is reckless when he joins Maleficent but gets to redeem himself by going through castle oblivion and eventually becoming a keyblade master. Kairi though? As mentioned in the video, when she's reckless in KH2 by jumping into the pile of heartless, she needs to be given grace by Riku and his ability to apparently pull keyblades out of his bum-hole.
It's almost as if the narrative, the very universe of Kingdom Hearts is punishing her for daring to try to be more involved. It's sad. I get that that's the point, but when Sora gets to rebound and save the universe despite his mistakes, it can feel upsetting and unsatisfying to see Kairi be able to barely progress in terms of her position. I get, understand, and agree with some points about the people who say that Kairi sucks because she doesn't fight, having a bit of a sexist mindset. Here's the thing though, when it comes to action movies, cheezy shounen anime, or most relevantly, RPGs, fights aren't just two dudes slicining at each other with "d1ldo sticks," as TheGamer'sJoint calls, them.
Fights carry narrative weight behind them. They represent things. Roxas fighting Sora represented the former's last-ditch effort to get out of the latter's shadow and take control of his life, only to end in tragedy, confirming, for then, that nobodies are fated to be forgotten. Xion's fight with Axel represents the hardships of crumbling friendships and how some desperately cling to something that isn't working out.
Kairi though? She never gets that big narrative fight. Sure, there's the fight with Xehanort, but that's shared with Sora. I guess it's cool that she got to stick it to the guy who tried to "fRiDgE" her, but most of the truly emotional stuff comes from the scene before that fight. It showed how the relationship between her and Sora has changed over time, where she hasn't proven herself to some losers in the real world, Sora has come to recognize her strength and is willing to fight with her as an equal possibly giving her some confidence for the battle. Still, she never has that character that's a foil to her.
She doesn't have anybody forcing her to push past her limits. She's essentially her own cheerleader. I guess Axel's there too? They didn't do anything with that.
I used to feel irritated with how much of her character is centered around her relationship with and to Sora and Riku, but the more I think about it, it makes sense. Particularly with Sora, I always thought of them as parallels to each other. Sora is everything Kairi wants to be. Someone who defied fate and expectations by rising above almost any challenge that faced him in spite of his weakness. Kairi is everything Sora thinks he is. Someone who, despite their best efforts and endless potential, end up failing most of the time and having to rely on others, never quite being able to get out of those training wheels. Sora is what happens when you TRY to be the knight. Kairi is what happens when you are FORCED to be the princess.
I hope that KH4 can find time to make that undertone to their relationship, more of an overtone, even if they're just feeling the relationship change through their hearts or something. I feel like people (myself included) miss Kairi's character because, beyond our misogyny, we're so accustomed to arm candy bimbos in action media, that we'll immediately look at most leading female characters through that lens. I wonder if more people would appreciate her character, had KH been a character-driven TV show instead of an action JRPG. I would love to get some more side material of her, whether it be a short series, a 3-hour visual novel, or another rhythm game. Something that really picks her brain.
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nicole-from-co09 · 7 days
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I'm sorry. I was being a weirdo like a week ago. Honestly, I miss you. I really do. You're someone who did hurt me, but you're so much more than that. You're smart, you're witty, you're charismatic, you're confident, and you aren't afraid of anything.
Sometimes, you're even kind, and that's the best. I feel like I should get your boundaries and know that it isn't gonna happen. I don't think you really want a partner, not really. I think you want a friend who you can sleep with if you want. That's not a bad thing! A lot of people want that, and that's okay. I shouldn't have tried it with you.
It's just that you're not the dangerous, edgy self-destructive force that I kinda fetishized you as, and I shouldn't've insulted and degraded you by putting you into that box. I know it's been hard for you. I know you've dealt with a lot of real fucked-up shit.
I shouldn't have been part of that. I think I just need to find someone else, and I think maybe you should go somewhere where people treat you with the respect you deserve when you graduate. I don't know if that's UCLA or UConn or LSU or friggin' Rome.
I'm not mad that you hurt me. How were you supposed to avoid hurting me? When someone's been wronged like you've been, it's hard for that person to not wrong others here and there. That's not because that person's evil, but because they view how other people have mistreated them and assume that's normal.
I'm also really, deeply sorry for my role in our bad relationship. I hurt you too. I didn't fuck with you the way you messed with me, but I may as well have chained you up and forced you to play a role that wasn't you and that you never wanted.
Remember how I said that girls made me wanna kill myself? I thought I just meant it like I felt so wronged and unsafe that I had to date guys, and I meant it like that, but honestly I don't think it's true anymore. I thought girls made me want to, because you made me want to, but that wasn't it. After you, I finally had the first moments of love in my life and I lost them. Every girl I look at seems so much better than me, so much more moral and pretty and strong. How does a possessive, manipulative dick like me compare to girls like you, Emily, Jecka, Karen, and Kelly? I wish I could be like you. I wish I could have been hot and shit, and powerful and likable and normal and funny and witty and smart and strong as hell. You've survived so much.
What am I?
I guess I'm somene who needs to get better.
I'm sorry that the world doesn't understand that you're a diamond, and I feel like I should never have been one of your many goddamn abusers.
Nicole, you can respond to this with a hot girl "nah, I don't care, I'm cool" thing. In fact, I kinda expect you to, and it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. I guess then you'd be the cool chick dismissing the emo gay girl, right? You could make a cutting joke or something, and it'd be funny.
That's a good lesson, and one I think you taught me: Honesty gets you screwed over. Nobody really likes being honest. They just don't want to feel like they're being lied to.
If you ever write a book, I'll read it. Like I said, you're smart.
Keep on shining like a beacon of willpower in this shitty fucking universe.
I'm sorry I was one of the people who gave you problems,
Ari
see, this is exactly what i was talking about - who the FUCK wants to listen to all of this? ten million words of "blah blah blah i'm so sorry you're so hot" like you're a fucking virgin or something, which i know you're not
ari, if you're reading this, i didn't read a single word of your three hundred page letter. if your stupid fucking essay lasts longer than you do in bed, that's like a serious character issue called "being a boring fucking bitch" - and maybe you should deal with that before ever speaking to me again, thanks
fuck, i'm way too high to be dealing with this shit
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Love In the Air Ep 6 Review & Running Commentary
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I'm fucking loving this series and it's beautiful mess of kink. I find it absolutely hilarious that people thought Unforgettable Night with it's complete kink inaccuracy, somehow represents better than LITA. Um, no. For those new to me, I review for my fellow kinksters and the vanillas that want to be informed. I do have previous reviews that can be found here. 
Alright, everyone have their freak flag ready to wave! Let's get started!
We are staring where we left off, at the illegal street race. Anyone notice that they changed wife to darling?? OMG, he ducked behind Payu. How fucking cute. We get introduced to P' Chai who clearly scares Rain. Always good to have a healthy respect for the scary people. So there are some brains there.
P' Chai asking if he is that scary and the brothers laughing. Yeah, they some bad asses. Also tells you how valuable the brothers are. Then he leaves and Rain finally understand why Payu had been scared. Now that Rain has a healthy respect, Payu can reassure him.
The Near Raging Storm
Oh here come those fucking jokers from before. Tweetle Dee and Tweetle Dumb. What fucking tools. You gonna regret fucking around with Saifah. He just looks cuddle, he isn't really. Ahhh! here comes Prapai to get access to his soon to be man. But he gets interrupted. You see his face, he is like Bitch, lol. Then he realizes what Saifah wants and he is down for the game. Yay! Teach the tool Prapai! I mean, he won't learn shit cause he is Tweetle Dumb of the equation but it'll be fun to watch.
"I'm proud of myself for being such a good guy." Told you Saifah wasn't someone to fuck around with. "I'm taking the time to teach the asshole a lesson." 🤣🤣🤣 OH no you didn't. You don't fuck with Payu. Fuck around and find out. You lucky Prapai saved you dumb dumb. Now he really gonna leave you in his dirt. Stop boy! Cocky is only sexy on a Dom, you don't have that swagger. FYI, it's always better to let the bike warm up and do a natural speed and then throttle which is what you are seeing from Prapai. Not that I have ridden in almost 18 years. So bikes have probably changed a bit since then. Fuck I'm getting old.
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Well guess who won. No surprise there. See, Prapai's confidence is sexy. Here you go, touching Payu again. Somebody beat his ass. "Because your incompetent." 🤣🤣🤣 Yes!! I love Payu's cocky but see he can back it up. Oh P'Chai, I'm gonna need your story next. I like you, I do. Haha, you so stupid, calling P'Chai a lackey. P'Chai is gonna be nice and give you a chance. Sadly.
Oh fuck, that hand on Payu's face is doing all kinds of things to me. It's love people, it's love! See this dude has his shit together. A mechanic is something to be proud of. I mean I couldn't do it, I just want to put my key in and foot down. But the people who can do all that, respect.
Look at this cutie trying to cheer up his man. You suck at it but that takes practice. Your trying and that's what matters. Ahh. "Has this darling ever been scared of his husband." "Yes, Because your so strict." "Because your disobedient." "I'm not. If I was disobedient would I let you hug and kiss me." "I haven't kissed you yet." "You do things slowly sometimes." Then they kiss. Some of this sounds like they are addressing guidelines and then some of this seems like bad translation. I'll have to go back and pay more attention.
Working on the weekends. Aww, Rain is waiting for him at the garage and look at Payu smile. True Love. I will not be taking any arguments. This is True Love with capitals. And there goes Payu to get back to his man.
Look at him simping over his man. So cute. So far no D/s elements just two love birds. Living life, being disgustingly in love. I spoke too soon. Payu brings Rain a reward but the reward is not good enough. Rain wants a better reward. Ahh negotiations. "it's your duty." "Since when has it been my duty." "It's your duty because your the owner's boyfriend." "Oh, I thought you were going to kiss me on the lips." I want a real reward! lol. Welcome to a brat being a brat, we love them. Saifah! You are the ban of my existence! I love you and I hate you.
Okay so Payu has been challenged by the tool. Rain is chilling when Payu comes to tell him that he is staying over. Rain goes to argue and that was a Dom "No." Rain still continues but softens his voice. "But I haven't said anything." "Your going to ask me to not race aren't you?" Good job, talk it out. I don't want to hear shit about a Dom listening to their sub. A brat sub is absolutely allowed to voice their opinion. Now we can override them and often will on principle, if we don't know they really mean it. Which Rain is letting him know, that this is a serious topic for him. Look at Payu listening. He's going to override but he is making sure Rain feels heard. Good Dom. Now reassurance and comfort. Fuck I'm loving this couple. We are seeing a softer Dom from Payu but this is pretty normal once a D/s relationship is agreed on. Why? Because in the begging your letting the submissive know what you expect. They need to understand what they are getting into, they need to be tested. So they can get out before anyone gets attached. It's a rewarding relationship but not an easy one.
Not Prapai here for the sole purpose of talking to Rain and getting Sky's info. 🤣🤣🤣 Love it! Omg, not brother and best friend staring at them with fondness and also admitting to each other that they've seen Payu lose. This series gonna kill me.
Look a man in uniform is just hot. All kinds of uniforms. It's the taking it off that's truly special though. And Payu can defiantly see that Rain wants it. Hurry and get this race done Payu so we can all see him rip it off. Oh command "put them on me." brat gonna tease "One minute you want to take it off, the next you want to put it on. So hard to please." "Am I really hard to please?" yup, nope, didn't think so. Look at the cute couple with the cute smiles. Oh fuck off, we're having a moment here. You is a dog, you is.
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All pictures stolen from @akitbeast by the way.
Your honor, I love these two dorks. Okay Payu, I'm gonna need you to stop giving him such a lead. I don't like tight races against dumbasses. Stomp him into next year. Thank you! Show him the fuck around and find out.
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Gif stolen from @ichigokeks This has got to be my favorite moment. Look how uncaring Rain is, he's just hoping into his man's arms. And that smile from Payu! Ahhhhh!
They going to fuck! Payu wants his reward! Nobody care about you. ✌🏽 Ummm. I think I'm bout to have lied about my favorite part.
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Cause this for sure is promising. Woot! Oh Oh, yes, push him up against a wall. We approve. Ohhhh yeah, I lied, I lied! This is my favorite part of this episode. The other part was cute but this is hot. Dirty talk, dirty talk. Fuck me, they really are hitting all my kinks. Thank you to the kinster that helped with this series. May you have all the blessings. Cause you sure as hell blessing me.
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Shitttttttttttt, Payu I'm gonna need you to wear that racing outfit more. Yes, yes, all those outfits would be good too. "I don't have that kind of kink! Um but yes." 🤣🤣🤣 Don't worry Rain, this is a kinkster safe space.
Cause he wants to know more about him. Well duh but also awww. Yeah, I think we've clearly establish that you guys like each other. Aww. Saying I Love You without officially saying it. I tell my husband that I like him sooo. 🤣🤣🤣
"This is what I call seducing with a costume." #dead. And there is the Sadist. Only gonna get so much soft Dom with that added kink of Sadist. And there is the brat "That is what I call rude." He got your number now Payu, he knows your a Sadist. That ass smack says his seduction worked some. Nope it's not over. That douche canoe is gonna continue to cause problems.
Aww, yes, hurry back home to the baby. More like married couple. They gonna make me mushy. If I didn't know some shady shit was about to come thanks to that douche canoe. Okay, did you notice the command in the form of a request? Not all commands are hard, especially once a couple is more established. Because we can say it nicer as we know it will be done. Generally speaking, you get a good idea on what your brat is gonna push back on.
Fuck they are cute. And yup, douche canoe strikes. To Be Continued.
I didn't think I would be getting this done so early. To be fair, I'm not vehicle shopping like I should be but I'm a little depressed about it. So decided to cheer myself up with the series. Then it went by quick. Maybe cause there wasn't as much kink for me to comment on? So you just got a crap ton of commentary. Sorry! As always, thank you so much for taking the time to read these. Love you guys! 💜💜💜
Dedicated to @l0rd0fther1ng5g5 and the Coconuts Mafia for their ongoing support.
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Okay here we go.
Reviewing all old paintings of Alcibiades I can find, part 1
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Starting off with the classics. THIS HELMET, I HATE IT I HATE IT. What is it supposed to be?? He's wearing it like one would wear a Corinthian helmet in rest (pushed back on the head rather than down over the face) or at least from the shape of the metal part I would assume it's a corinthian helmet, but all the golden thingies on its front?? Are you meant to be blind when wearing this thing in battle? New technique?? And anyways why is he even wearing it. And one last thing about the helmet which you'll see is a reccuring theme: why does it have feathers. Unless i am forgetting something, fancy helmet crests were made from horse hair.
Moving on from the helmet, i have to say that even though I don't agree with it, his color choice for the outfit is....brave. green with pink. It works I guess, because he looks so confident in it. The sash tied around his middle is kinda whatever but the way he's holding his clamys???? I'm swooning. Very good hand.
Socrates' color choices are also quite bold today. Were they going to a fashion show? Is he advertising IKEA? Who knows. His skin is vet nicely painted though, I like it a lot.
Now of course we need to mention the angel behind Socrates who has a bit of fire on their hair. Is that the holy spirit? Is this some criminal anachronism??!! The angel seems to be judging Alcibiades' "sinuous" pose (i learned a new word yesterday and I feel like I'm using it wrong but I wanted to use it okay. "Sinuous". Idk. Sinuses.)
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Moving on to something different. Alcibiades and Pericles! How cute is that, they're bonding like family. Or they're discussing the grocery list. I like Alcibiades' chiton and his hair and how his hand is casually draped over a helmet. Speaking of helmets, look how nice and accurate these are. No feathers anywhere. Also Pericles is wearing his helmet to hide his weird alien head presumably, so this is very legal and we won't execute the artist for drawing Pericles with a naked head.
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Here's one of many depictions of Alcibiades' death. The anatomy is good, I very much enjoy that. I also really really like his face. Dark haired Alcibiades works better in paintings imo. His pose is kinda wayy too dramatic, that or he slipped on some lube i mean olive oil on his way out. Anyways he's not doing a very good job defending himself. The lady is trying, I'll give her that, but she's not doing enough. The attacker guy is.... wearing pants, but his top isn't very Persian so that's off-putting.
And of course we can see the javelin sticking out of Alcibiades' side but in my professional opinion, if he was lucky he could survive that wound if it didn't pierce any major organs. He just needed some bed rest and he'd be good to go. Alas, he died. But yeah overall I like this one a lot.
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Okay so this one I'm 99% sure it's Alcibiades, if I'm wrong let me know. The dark figure on the left is definitely Socrates, I would recognize him anywhere. I really like this even though Alcibiades looks like his twelve, because he's sitting on some lady's lap, surrounded by other ladies, as he's having his actual lesson with Socrates. Like he's taking notes and everything gfhdgsj he's raising his hand he has a question let him speak.
Also how cute is his hair?? Someone give this child some ice cream.
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Here we have no Socrates, which is quite rare. BUT we once again have a very stupid helmet that makes zero sense. And a vey stupid sash that also makes zero sense. But at least we have some drama, like, what's going on here? Is she refusing him??? Is she offended?? Who knows. Anyways very cool fabric rendering but why is Alcibiades so.... barrel-chested. It's kinda scary. Also who's that snitch back there. Does she wanna join.
Overall, I like the colors and the environment here, and the poses are fun. Alcibiades looks like he's reciting poetry but he's so drunk the only thing he remembers is the ship list from the iliad, so that's what he's reciting, and his girlfriend is having a hard time enduring this torture.
Old painters really like putting helmets on head that didn't need them. Like they're IN A BEDROOM why is he in full tactical gear.
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This one is one of the weirder ones. I don't know why the vibes are just weird. Socrates is holding his oscar. What did he get an oscar for. I like his outfit it's like he's wearing a shower curtain or a beach towel. Alcibiades on the other hand is straight up naked. Like, that's the level of confidence and comfortableness we should all aspire towards. But I don't like his face, they didn't even try to make him pretty.
Not to mention that Socrates fell into a tub of bleach apparently. Blonde Socrates is even more illegal that unhelmeted Pericles. Maybe that's why i find this piece so strange. This isn't Socrates, this is santa claus.
I do however think the pose is very Alcibiades-like. He would absolutely look at Socrates like that.
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Last one for part 1, we have this one! The classic, beloved theme of Socrates taking Alcibiades away from his girlfriends. "Why don't you go play with the boys, Alcibiades? " said Socrates.
No wait wrong story.
Anyways i like this because it has some davinci-ness to the colors and faces and Alcibiades' hair is cute and the girl in white is really trying her hardest to pull him back.
I also like that gigantic column in the back, suggesting that these maniacs were planning on having an orgy right at a temple. They even brought a whole bed over there.
Last thing i like about this one is the way Socrates isn't even really holding onto him. Alcibiades has this haunted/far away look and Socrates can make him follow him just by touching his arm, rather than pulling on him like the girl is. That's because Socrates was half siren, his father had actu
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fullstcp · 2 months
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"The Last Five Years" Sentence Starters
STILL HURTING
"He/she/they is/are over and he/she/they is/are gone."
"He's/she's/they've decided it's time to move on."
"He/she/they has/have new dreams he's/she's/they're building upon."
"I'm still hurting."
"He/she/they arrived at the end of the line."
"He's/she's/they're convinced that the problems are mine."
"He's/she's/they're probably feeling just fine."
"What about lies?"
"What about things that you swore to be true?"
"What about you?"
"He's/she's/they're sure something wonderful died."
"He/she/they decide(s) it's his/her/their right to decide."
"He's/she's/they've got secrets he/she/they do(es)n't confide."
"Go and hide and run away."
"Run away, run and find something better."
"Run away like it's simple. Like it's right."
"Give me a day."
"Bring back the lies. Hang them back on the wall."
"Maybe I'd see how you could be so certain that we had no chance at all."
"He's/she's/they're over and where can I turn?"
"Maybe there's somewhere a lesson to learn."
"But that wouldn't change the fact."
"That wouldn't speed the time."
SHIKSA GODDESS
"I'm breaking my mother's/father's heart."
"If you had a tattoo, that wouldn't matter."
"Now I'm getting somewhere."
"I'm finally breaking through."
"I've been waiting for someone like you."
"The minute I first met you I could barely catch my breath."
"I've been standing for days with the phone in my hand like an idiot, scared to death."
"Well, nobody's perfect."
"It's tragic, but it's true."
"You are the story I should write."
"Just tell me what to do."
"I think that I could be in love with someone like you."
SEE I'M SMILING
"I guess I can't believe you really came."
"See, I'm smiling. That means I'm happy that you're here."
"See, we're laughing."
"I think we're gonna be okay."
"We'll have to try a little harder."
"Who knows where else we can go?"
"I think you're really gonna like this show."
"I'm pretty sure it doesn't suck."
"I think we both can see what could be better."
"I'll own when I was wrong."
"With all we've had to go through, we'll end up twice as strong."
"We'll start again this weekend."
"I didn't know you had to go so soon."
"I thought we had a little time."
"Look, whatever, if you have to then you have to."
"We'll have tonight."
"You know what makes me crazy?"
"I'm sorry, can I say this?"
"And you are gonna choose somebody else to be with?"
"That's exactly what you're doing."
"You could be here with me or be there with them."
"As usual, guess which you pick."
"You do not have to go to another party with the same twenty jerks you already know."
"You could stay with your wife/husband/spouse on her/his/their fucking birthday!"
"I know in your soul it must drive you crazy that you won't get to play with your little girlfriend/boyfriend."
"You can't spend a single day that's not about you and you and nothing but you."
"I swear to God I'll never understand, how you can stand there straight and tall. And see I'm crying and not do anything at all."
MOVING TOO FAST
"Did I just hear an alarm start ringing?"
"Did I see sirens go flying past?"
"I don't know what tomorrow's bringing."
"I've got a singular impression that things are moving too fast."
"I just expected it ten years later."
"I'm never worried to walk the wire."
"I won't do anything just half-assed."
"I found a woman/man I love."
"Some people analyze every detail."
"Some people stall when they can't see the trail."
"Some people freeze out of fear that they'll fail."
"Some people can't find success with their art."
"Some people never feel love in their heart."
"Some people can't tell the two things apart."
"Maybe I can't follow through."
"What else am I supposed to do?"
"I'm doing things I never dreamed of before!"
"My heart's been stolen."
"My ego's swollen."
"It's hard not to be sure I'm spinning out of control."
"I'm feeling panicked and rushed and hurried."
"I'm feeling outmaneuvered and outclassed."
"But I'm so happy I can't get worried."
A PART OF THAT
"One day it's just a typical life."
"And then he'll/she'll/they'll smile."
"And I'm a part of that."
"Next day, it's just like it never happened."
"We're making dinner."
"We're making plans."
"And then he/she/they smile(s). His/her/their eyes light up, and I how can I complain?"
"Yes, he's/she's/they're insane. But look what he/she/they can do."
"I tend to follow in his/her/their stride, instead of side by side."
"I take his/her/their cure."
"True, but there's no question, there's no doubt."
"I said I'd stick it out and follow through."
"Then he/she/they smile(s) and where else can I go?"
"I didn't know the rules do not apply."
"And then he/she/they smile(s) and nothing else makes sense."
THE SCHMUEL SONG
"If I only had time."
"You'll get to be happy."
"I give you unlimited time."
"Maybe it's just that you're afraid to go out onto a limb."
"Maybe your heart's completely swayed, but your head can't follow through."
"Shouldn't I want the world to see the brilliant girl/boy who inspires me?"
"Don't you think that now's a good time to be the ambitious freak you are?"
"Have I mentioned today how lucky I am to be in love with you?"
A SUMMER IN OHIO
"I could have a mansion on a hill."
"All things considered, I guess you don't have to buy it."
"He/she/they want(s) me, but he/she/they ain't gonna get me."
"I found my guiding light."
"Look at me, look at him/her/them."
"Son of a bitch, I guess I'm doing something right."
"I finally got something right!"
"The torture is just exquisite while I'm waiting for you to visit."
"So hurry up, schmuck, get unstuck and get on the scene."
THE NEXT TEN MINUTES
"Will you share your life with me for the next ten minutes?"
"We can handle that."
"Just holding you might compel me to ask you for more."
"There are so many lives I want to share with you."
"I will never be complete until 'I do'."
"I am not always on time."
"Please don't expect that from me."
"I will be late, but if you can just wait I will make it eventually."
"Not like it's in my control."
"Not like I'm proud of the fact."
"I don't know why people run."
"I don't know why things fall through."
"I don't know how anybody survives in this life without someone like you."
"I could say no and goodbye. But why?"
"I want to be your wife/husband."
"I want to bear your child."
"I want to die knowing I had a long, full life in your arms."
"That I can do."
"Forever, with you."
"'Til the world explodes."
"'Til there's no one left who has ever known us apart."
"There are so many dreams I need to see with you."
"There are so many years I need to be with you."
"Isn't that the museum?"
"Can we go see the dinosaurs?"
A MIRACLE WOULD HAPPEN / WHEN YOU COME HOME TO ME
"I mean, I'm happy."
"And I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine."
"It's not a problem, just a challenge."
"I'm the center of attention. I'm the grand fromage."
"Which is dumb - I shouldn't care what she/he/they think(s) since I can't fuck her/him/them anyway!"
"You know I love her/him/them."
"When you come home to me I'll wear a sweeter smile and hope that for a while, you'll stay."
"Soon, our love will rise anew."
"It's even greater than the joy I felt just missing you."
"Once again, I'll be so proud to call you mine."
"I swear I'll be there soon."
"Don't give up on me yet."
"I am so proud of you, baby."
"You're doing what you never get to do before."
"Don't lose faith."
"Don't get down."
"Don't despair."
"I'll be there."
"We're gonna make it through."
"And nothing else will matter."
CLIMBING UPHILL
"I'm climbing uphill."
"I'm up every morning at six."
"I am a good person."
"I'm an attractive person."
"I am a talented person."
"Grant me Grace!"
"Why am I working so hard?"
"I will not be the girl who gets asked how it feels to be trotting along at the genius' heels."
"I will not be the girl who requires a man to get by."
IF I DIDN'T BELIEVE IN YOU
"But what's it really about?"
"Can we please for a minute stop blaming and say what you feel?"
"Did you think this would all be much easier than it's turned out to be?"
"If I didn't believe in you, we'd never have gotten this far."
"If I didn't think you could do anything you ever wanted to. If I wasn't certain that you'd come through somehow. The fact of the matter is, I wouldn't be standing here now."
"If I didn't believe in you, we wouldn't be having this fight."
"Don't we get to be happy?"
"Don't we get to relax?"
"And, if I'm cheering on your side, why can't you support mine?"
"Why do I have to feel I've committed some felony doing what I always swore I would do?"
"I don't want you to hurt."
"I don't want you to sink."
"But you know what I think?"
"I think you'll be fine. Just hang on and you'll see."
"But don't make me wait 'til you do to be happy with you."
"No one can give you courage."
"No one can thicken your skin."
"I will not fail so you can be comfortable."
"I will not lose because you can't win."
"If I hadn't believed in you, I wouldn't have loved you at all."
I CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT
"My best friend had a little situation at the end of their senior year."
"I thought about what I wanted, it wasn't like that at all."
"I gave up my life for the better part of a year."
"I'm starting to feel like this maybe might work."
"Just love me."
"You don't have to change a thing."
"Just stay with me."
"I want you and nothing but you."
"Finally I'll have something worthwhile to think of each morning."
"Nothing but you. No substitution will do."
"Nothing but fresh, undiluted and pure top of the line. And totally mine."
"I don't need any lifetime commitments."
"I don't need to get hitched tonight."
"I don't want you to throw up all your walls and defenses."
"I don't mean to put on any pressure, but I know when a thing is right."
"It feels like my life led right to your side."
"Think about what you wanted."
"Think about what could be."
"Think about how I love you."
"Say you'll move in with me."
"Think of what's great about me and you."
"Think of the bullshit we've both been through."
"Think of what's past because we can do better than that."
NOBODY NEEDS TO KNOW
"You look like an angel."
"I don't remember when we fell asleep."
"I made a promise and I took a vow."
"I wrote a story and we changed the ending."
"Hold on, facts are facts."
"Nobody needs to know."
"All right, it's over, it's done."
"No one will understand."
"Then I start making conscious, deliberate mistakes."
"All that I ask for is one little corner. One private room at the back of my heart."
"Come back to bed."
"I promise I won't lie to you."
"I won't let you go."
"And since I have to be in love with someone. Since I need to be in love with someone, maybe I could be in love with someone like you."
GOODBYE UNTIL TOMORROW / I COULD NEVER RESCUE YOU
"Don't kiss me goodbye again."
"Leave this night clean and quiet."
"You want the last word."
"You want me to laugh."
"But leave it for now."
"All you can say, all you can feel, was wrapped up inside that one perfect kiss."
"Goodbye until tomorrow."
"Goodbye until the next time you call."
"I will be waiting."
"Goodbye 'til I recall how to breathe."
"And I have been waiting. I have been waiting for you."
"Goodbye until the rest of my life."
"It's not about another shrink."
"It's not about another compromise."
"I'm not the only one who's hurting here."
"I don't what the hell is left to do."
"I could never rescue you. No matter how I tried."
"All I could do was love you hard, and let you go."
"All I could do was love you. God, I loved you so."
"So we could fight. Or we could wait. Or I could go."
"I didn't see a way we both could win."
"Goodbye until I'm done thanking God."
"Just close the gate. I'll stand and wait."
"Goodbye."
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The Lady and the Lord
Chapter 5
Eddie munson x fem!reader
This is a repost since the old blog doesn't work anymore. 🥰
Chapter summary: time to pay a little visit at Creel's house.
Chapter warnings: spoiler season 4, the reader being insecure... I think that's it.
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We meet all at Nancy's, again. Sleeping all together in their basement.
It would've felt like a nice sleepover, if it wasn't for the situation at hand.
We decided to make turns to check in on Max. So now's my turn and she wanted to chat a bit, remembering old times, she said it helps her so I, more than gladly, indulge.
"Do you remember when you had to tutor me when I first arrived here? To help me catch up on... what was that?" She asks me in a whisper, not wanting to wake the others.
"Math" I remember "I had to come all the way to your house"
"Yeah.. and Billy wouldn't stop bothering you" she chuckle at the memory. That's how we started to bond.
"Yeah... I couldn't even explain one thing to you without feeling him gawking" I chuckle too.
"I honestly thought he had a genuine crush on you" she confides.
"Oh yeah?" I'm surprised "Why's that?"
"I don't know" she shrugs "whenever he knew you had to come over, he made sure to be found working out"
"I thought he always worked out" I wonder.
"Not that always" she clarifies "he always asks if I had tutoring lessons, trying to sound casual, but I knew he didn't care about that at all."
"Oh god" I softly laugh.
"Yeah, and when I said yes, he immediately started to lift something, you know, so he had an excuse to take his shirt off by the time you were there" she explains with a sad smile. "Thought I never noticed"
"I didn't know" I tell her with a sweet smile.
"Yeah.. well.. if anything I hoped you two could've had a chance, somehow, maybe you were what he needed to be someone better." she lowers her eyes, fidgeting with the headphones wire. "If only he was less of an asshole.." she adds with a sad smile.
"It's a sweet thought, really" I say with a chuckle and I gently hold her hand.
"But I guess he wasn't your type, uh? Metalhead nerd is more your kind of thing" she says.
It's good she still tries to joke, she's strong. Thankfully.
"Oh not you too" I roll my eyes.
"You didn't notice how Munson looked at you at the boathouse" she tells me.
"And how?" I challenge, raising an eyebrow.
"Like you were the only one in the room" she answers.
"Like Lucas looks at you?" I remark.
"Maybe" she says, slightly blushing. Good thing her feelings for Lucas haven't changed... that's good.
"Hey.." a sleepy Dustin greets.
"Hey, Dusty" I wave at him.
"Hi"
"It's my turn, get some sleep" He softly tells me.
"I can stay up a while longer if you want" I offer.
"Sleep, Y/n. I'm okay, don't worry" Max reassures me.
"I got her" Dustin gives me thumbs up and a playful wink.
"Okay, okay. If you need anything wake me up, okay?" I tell them and when they nod I make my way to my sleeping bag next to Steve.
I close my eyes and try to sleep, to regain some strength.
I wake up to the sound of Nancy's voice talking to someone on the radio.
"... unless you want me going out into the world."
Eddie.
"No no no. Don't do that" Nancy answers with a sleeping voice. "Stay where you are and we'll be there as soon as we can"
I get closer to her.
"Eddie?" I whisper and Nancy nods.
"Yeah yeah yeah, listen... uh.. can you pick me up a six-pack?" He asks.
Nancy and I roll our eyes.
"I know, it's stupid ad shit, drinking right now, but a cold beer would really calm my jangled nerves"
"Where's Max?" She asks me, I turn to look at where Max wad supposed to be finding that spit empty.
Fuck.
"Here" she hands me the radio and move to wake Dustin, who was supposed to watch her.
"Hello?" Eddie calls."Wheeler?"
"Yeah, hi sorry. We are having a little problem" I tell him.
"M'lady!" he flirts.
"Hi Eddie, need anything?" I ask him.
"Only your beautiful presence"
I can tell.. I can fucking tell he's smirking right now.
Nancy and Dustin ran upstairs after Nancy mouthed "stay here" and I nodded.
"We're...we're gonna be there soon. I promised right?" I assure him.
"That you did."
"So no need to worry" I tell him. "Right?"
"Right, can't wait to see your pretty face again, m'lady" he sweetly tells me.
"Oh god" I mutter, feeling my cheeks heating up once more because of him.
"You know... I can tell from here that you're smiling, so.. you smiling for me, beautiful?" He asks with a teasing tone.
"I told you to stop" I chuckle.
"Never"
"Okay please, you guys, stop flirting" Steve's voice interrupts us.
"We're not flirting" I say embarrassed.
"Yeah we are" Eddie disagrees.
"We have to go, We're gonna be there as soon as possible, promise"
"Promise" he sigh "please?"
The way his voice breaks a little...
"Of course, you take care okay?"
"Sure"
I put the radio down.
"You guys..." Steve starts.
"No Stevie... we... uh... he's just trying to ease the situation, I'm just a distraction" wave him off and he looks at me with a sceptical look.
"Guys" Nancy run back to us. "We.. we might have a lead"
Their lead brings us to a creepy-looking house, worthy of any good horror movie.
Wooden planks on the broken window, cracked walls.. scary just enough.
We walk up to the front door, finding it obstructed by a big wooden plank.
"What exactly are we supposed to be looking for in this shithole?" Steve asks, as he remove the nails blocking the plank.
"We're not sure. We're just know this house is important to Vecna" Nancy answers, while helping him.
"That's not exactly promising" I comment looking at Robin, who shrugs.
"Yeah, because Max saw it on Vecna's red soup mind world?" Steve asks.
"Basically" Nancy looks at me with an encouraging smile, not a very convinced one, but it will do.
"Maybe it holds a clue to where Vecna is. Why he's back. Why he killed the Creels. And how to stop him before he comes back for Max" Dustin suggests.
"But how? Should we expect to find an Upside down version of a diary where he writes all his plans?" I ask. "We know he kills from there and-"
"Wait..." Lucas interrupts me" we don't think he's in here, do we?"
"Guess we'll find out" Max replies.
Nancy and Steve let the plank fall to the ground with a loud thud.
Steve go to open the door, but it's closed.
"It's locked. Should I knock, see if anybody home?" He asks sarcastically.
"No need" Robin chimes in, we all turn to look at her holding a brick. "I found a key" she states simply.
With that Steve breaks the glass on the door and finally opens the door and we all enter. Lucas tries to turn a lamp on, but obviously I doesn't work.
"Looks like someone forgot to pay their electric bill" he jokes.
So we turn our flashlights on.
"Where'd everyone get those?" I hear Steve ask, quite confused.
"Do you need to be told everything? You're not a child" Dustin basically scolds him and I let out a small laugh.
After Steve got his own flashlight, we start to properly explore the big house.
We look at the ground floor, there's the study, I think, the living room..
"They just left everything." Nancy comments, not shocked, but almost sad.
"I guess a triple homicide isn't for resale value" Robin replies, trying to enlighten the mood.
"Unless you have a fetishism for horror movies and... dust" I say.
"Exactly" Robin agrees with me.
"Hey, guys?" Max calls.
We all go to her, finding her staring at a grandfather clock.
"You all see that, right?" She asks, worried.
We all nod and she seems to calm a bit.
"Is that it? The clock you saw at the school?" I ask her and she nods, still staring at it.
"I mean, it's... just a clock..Right?" Robin says, I don't know if to reassure her or something. "Like a normal old clock"
"Why is this wizard obsessed with clocks? Maybe he's, like, a clockmaker or something?" Steve rambles.
"I think you cracked the case, Steve" Dustin tells him, his sarcastic tone very tangible and Steve glares at him.
"All I know is the answers are here. Somewhere. Okay, everyone stay in groups. Robin, Y/n upstairs"
Nancy, Robin and I walk upstairs, Lucas and Max stay on the ground floor, and Steve and Dustin follow us.
We explore for a while and somehow I found myself investigating a room with Dustin.
"I'd really like Steve's theory to be true... it would be so much easier" I comment.
"Yeah, we could just burn all grandfather clocks in Hawkins" Dustin giggles.
"Yeah exactly! God... why life can't be like a D&D campaign.." I complain.
"That's what I always say" Dustin smiles proudly. "Why you never came to one of our campaign?"
"What?" I ask, focus more on looking for any possible clue than anything else.
"Why have you never joined us?" He repeats.
"Oh you know, problem with people" I shrug.
"But you and-"
"You say something about Eddie, I'm gonna burn you instead of the clocks and hope Vecna likes it enough to go away." I cut him off.
"Only because you know I'm right" he states.
I turn around to glare at him.
"Oh c'mon.." he sighs "look.. I know Eddie. I, unfortunately, saw him flirt with a random person once and it's nothing like it. It's like he's... courting you, you know. He calls his flings 'baby' not 'm'lady'."
"He might be trying something new" I shrug looking away from Dustin.
"You're in denial.. you'll soon realise I'm right and I'm gonna be there ready to say 'I told you so', and I'll be very very happy, because you two are perfect for each other!" he says proudly.
I just roll my eyes, I honestly can't believe what he says it's true. I don't think anyone could really feel something for me.. that simply can't be.
"Why don't you want to believe me?" Dustin asks, confused.
"It's not that" I sigh "Listen, I know you mean well by that, and I'd love for it to be true..." I take a deep breath" like... fine, I might.. might have a small crush, okay, but.. it's just something that doesn't happen to me, Dusty. The first time I actually wanted to give it a try and accept a family, it was taken from me."
"It can't happen everytime.. give it a try." He suggests with a sweet encouraging smile.
"Mh" I reply, not entirely convinced and he just smiles more.
I roll my eyes again.
All of a sudden the lights flicker.
"Guys!" Lucas calls our attention and we all go downstairs, gathering under a chandelier.
The lights buzzing and flickering.
"It's like the Christmas lights" Nancy comments in a whisper and I nod staring at the lights.
"Christmas light?" Robin asks, whispering too.
"When Will was stuck in the Upside Down, he found a way to communicate through lights." I whisper back at her.
"Vecna's here, in this house" Lucas says. "Just on the other side"
The lights suddenly shut down.
"I think he just left the room" Robin declares.
"Did he hear us?" Max asks.
"Can he see us?" Steve asks, concerned.
"Headphones" Lucas tells Max, who quickly put them on.
"Wait, wait. Everyone, turn off your flashlights and spread out" Nancy orders.
We all do as she says.
"We're not gonna be able to see of we tuen off our flash...lights" Steve protests but gives in eventually.
We all spread out in the house, waiting for any signs of Vecna, walking around the house, not exactly to look at it anymore.
"I found him!" Robin exclaims from another room "I got him"
When we arrive there her flashlight shut down. "I..I had him" she says almost apologetically.
But in that moment Steve's flashlights turns on.
"Oh.. woah.. oh I think he's moving" Steve points out ad he too moves "He's moving, he's moving."
He walks upstairs and we follow closely behind him, but when we get there...
"I lost him" Steve mutters.
"No you didn't" Max walks towards a door and cracks it open, buzzing sounds filling the air and we notice the lights in the attic flickering, just like before.
"It's an attic. Of course it's an attic" Robin sighs.
When we're almost there Dustin speaks up.
"Hold up, guys. What if he's leading us into a trap?"
But none of us acknowledge him as we keep on walking up the stairs, gathering once again under a ceiling light.
"Flashlights" Dustin points out.
We look at our torch, they're on and flickering.
"Okay, what's happening?" Steve wonders.
Lights intensify more and more each second.
"What the fuck" I mutter.
It looks like an energy storage or something.
All of sudden the flickering flashlights start to explode, one at a time, quickly till the one from the ceiling.
Everything falls into darkness.
"You guys okay?" Steve asks alarmed, looking at each of us.
"Yeah"
"Yeah, man"
"Okay"
We say.
"What the hell was that?" He asks.
"I.. I don't know" Nancy blurts out.
"It looked like an energy storage or some shit" Dustin suggests.
"Yeah exactly" I agree with him.
"Now we know he's here and that we can... trace him... not sure how that could help, but it's still something, right? Maybe we should go back home and think about all this? Or not, I mean" Robin starts to ramble.
"Yeah.. that's a good idea" Nancy speaks up.
"Definitely" I agree.
"Yeah, let's go" Steve leads the way out of the house.
As we pass the the front door, Dustin picks up his backpack and my gaze fall to the radio.. we didn't have the radio upstairs.. what if something happened to Eddie?
Maybe not.. he said he'd stay at the boathouse.. right? He wouldn't wander around... it's fine, we probably would've heard some noises if he contacted us. Right?.. yeah..yeah...
I try to convince myself.
I wanted to go check on Eddie, but Steve insisted on resting and going all together tomorrow.. so here I am, making jewellery in the Wheeler's basement to keep my mind busy since there's no way I'm gonna fall asleep anytime soon.
I really hope Eddie is okay.
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Happy Follower milestone! You definitely deserve it! I'm glad people are recognizing it! I saw that requests for the 500 follower milestone was open so I hope I'm not bothering you. Reader is in the world already.
Dear Jamil
Forgive me for such a letter, I know you're a busy guy. I thought that this was a better way to express my entire feelings without being dragged off by Grim or some task Crowley needs. I hope you don't mind.
I'm glad that you've finally opened up more to everyone, though I'm sad that it took an overblot to do it. I know it can be difficult to express yourself without comparing yourself to your role and Kalim but it's a start. People should see how intelligent and hard working you are, along with how much control you have over yourself and your magic.
As a magicless person, I find it amazing. The kind of power you hold is incredible, a little terrifying but amazing nevertheless. I think that by having your unique magic, it truly shows your characters. A smart individual who, on the inside, is a bit more caring that he would like to admit. You could have used your magic on anyone, to do pretty much anything, but instead you worked for it. I admire that determination.
I guess what I'm saying is that I hope you continue to show more of yourself, your true self. Not just to me but also Kalim and your family. I can't imagine how hard it must've been for you to constantly hide yourself away, always playing the perfect servant and guard. In the end, you're still a person with dreams and goals. I'm sorry it took us this long to see your pain. Have some confidence in yourself. You're not a shadow.
Thanks for looking out for Kalim and I. I know you get embarrassed when someone praises you too much but it needed to be said. If I can help in any way, please let me know. I'll even babysit Kalim if you need so you can take some well deserved time for yourself. Devotion goes both ways for me so whatever you need, I'll try my best to help. You're always welcome at Ramshackle if you need a break from the chaos. Though it might not be as grand as Scarabia or the other dorms, its comfortable. See you around~
Sincerely yours
Reader
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Self-aware au
I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!
WARNINGS: Yandere themes, murder, death, poison, obsession, obsessive behavior
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Jamil Viper-A capable servant
Stretching you noticed that you had fallen asleep. Not for long as the light of the day told you but long enough to make you miss lunch. At least it was a break that you missed. Nothing in the world could make you miss one of Treins classes. Standing up you gathered your things. Just as you were to stand up a letter poking out of your bag was noticed by you. Since when did you have one in there? Putting it in there more safely so it couldn't get lost you made your way to your next lesson, curiosity about the letter not fading.
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Dear Prefect of the Ramshackle dorm,
I am honored to receive such a letter. At first I was worried that it was another one from Kalims relatives which offered me something so I would smuggle poison or something like that into his food. They truly never learn. So when you wrote me I thought that someone smuggled something into the food I ate earlier and that I was hallucinating things. But it seemed like it was all real. Do not worry about wasting my time. I am more than happy to hear from you and I can allow myself small breaks. The one who inspired the sorcerer of sands was writing me themselves so how could I ever be angry about such a thing?
At the moment I am still trying to find a good balance between being myself and a perfect servant. Opening up to others is a bit of a challenge after I had been taught all my life to hide my true emotions and life for another person. But dear Overseer, I am nothing compared to you. You were the one that mapped out the stars which the sorcerer used to map out the future. You are the one whose legend and influence survived from a time before the great seven until today. My life will hardly have any impact but you shine brightly. Who knows when you will ever be forgotten? Some argue that something like that will never happen. I also doubt that. Such a great mind like yours is something I could never dream of achieving. Even if I were to be a sultan could I never compete with you.
The fact that you are magicless is either the truth or a lie to hide the true extent of your capabilities. If the second one would be true then I shall follow your will and I will not ask questions about why and when you were to show us them to their true extent. However, if the first one were right then that would make you even more admirable. Someone who is not able to see the world from the view of someone who is capable of magic and even surpassing them in something that should be impossible in is something as good as impossible to achieve. Your wisdom truly does not know any bounds! It's no wonder why they say that you are able to control the strings of fate then! I usually do not use such language but, oh dear! How amazing! That I am able to witness a great new discovery about our greatest scholar!
You think too highly of me. I'm just a simple servant who only recently has experienced the breeze of freedom. One day I just couldn't take it anymore and plotted against the one I was supposed to serve with my it must loyalty. Loyalty, how interesting. They should know that it lies in truth with you. If you were to ask me to poison Kalim so that my full attention was on you I would do so with a smile. Any preference for what poison I should use? Or maybe you want him as a marionette to rule over the scalding sands from the shadows? In this case I would use my special magic immediately.
So please, don't put yourself on my level. You do not need to look after Kalim for me. It is my duty to be a servant. All my life you had been that gradient light for me, always out of grasp yet your legends always present. Allow me to witness your glory and let me be the one who also defends it from the shadows. No ruler, no matter how powerful they are shall ever think of surpassing you. It's not something many know but I am rather knowledgeable about poisons and other ways of getting rid of others. You and you alone belong to the highest of the high. Tell me if that were ever to be endangered. I will take action immediately to ensure that they wouldn't dare that again. Well, if they still would be able to do that physically. Some poisons don't kill people, you know? Some leave them caged in a body that won't move for all eternity. But of course you are aware of that.
Sincerely
Jamil Viper
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hey, i just saw your post and as someone who’s also gay and autistic (and very anxious) driving is possible! it’s scary at first but it’s possible to get used to it i believe in you!!! (i find it easier to drive if i know where im going and know what to expect so know it’ll take some time to get used to like everything else in life, but i have full confidence in you)
ahh thank you!! im really hoping i can get used to it, i genuinely had so many lessons back in the day, i spent years trying to learn and i just could not get it. like i felt like i could convincingly fake knowing what i was doing but i never actually understood how to drive, i was just going through the motions and guessing what i was supposed to do... (probs didnt help that i was focusing more on masking for my driving instructor than i was on driving ngl, hopefully now im aware of that i can like. work on not doing that)
i genuinely worry that i just do not have the motor control required, like generally i don't notice it too much in real life aside from general mild clumsiness but my last instructor asked me to get an eye test because i kept running into the kerb and she thought my eyesight was fucked, and it uh. was not my eyesight. just incredibly bad spatial awareness. and also bad concentration and anxiety. a cocktail of bad lmao
it was very much a case where i got more anxious the more i did it. by the time i got to my sixth test i literally broke down crying when we got to the test centre and refused to take the test at all so i guess TECHNICALLY i only failed five times but i didn't get my money back, so......
HOWEVER that was 7 years ago so we can only live in hope that i'll cope better this time around... i could hardly do any worse. i do appreciate the vote of confidence cos as evidenced by this rant, i do not have any 😅 so im gonna need it haha
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A Shadow of An Eagle
Chapter 8: Room of Requirement: Alice
Summary: Alice becomes bold in her feelings for Sebastian. After finding him roaming the halls on his birthday, she tries to find out why he was so angry when he cursed her. Taking the boldness in stride, she introduces him to her sacred space.
"Sebastian, please don't go." Alice grasped him around the middle, her face buried in his back. They stood there, feeling small in such a cavernous space. Alice peeked at the back of his head, taking a mental note that his ears and the back of his neck were tinged pink. "Will you follow me?" 
He didn't speak, just relaxed and allowed her to pull him up the stairs to the seventh floor corridor. The alcohol in his system probably didn't help his disbelief when a door appeared. Alice calmy guided him down a small hallway into a beautifully decorated room. 
"Where are we?" Sebastian walked slowly throughout the room, noticing expansions in the most unlikely area. There were potion stations, cozy chairs, potter plants lining the walls. He could see her mountain of books next to a desk. It was as if the room and Alice were one. But they were at Hogwarts and she had just started that year. Sebastian couldn't help but wonder about the enchantments that the room held.
"The Room of Requirement. Professor Weasley thought I could use the space to aid my magic lessons. It's become almost a sanctuary." She watched him peer into the meadow vivarium, turning in stunned disbelief when he saw the herd of unicorns playing. 
"This is really something else, Shaw." Shaw. No longer Lici. 
"Sebastian, I wanted to talk to you." Alice fiddled with her hands as she tried to calm her beating heart.
"Could you have done this, I don't know, not on my birthday." Seabstian's annoyed tone snapped her back into a confident state. It was either now or never.
"No. This is important. First, Sebastian, what did I do that made you mean the curse?" Alice was standing in front of the door. She made sure to prevent any means of escape. But the thought of him angry at her hurt more than her pride. Alice's shoulders slumped at her lips trembled. Her voice was barely audible as she asked, "Do you hate me?"
That got his attention. She cowered when he approached her and grasped her arms, lowering himself to look into her eyes. He looked at her, really looked at her. "I could never hate you, Lici."
"I could feel how angry you were. It made it hurt so much more." She refused to turn away from him, the tears already welling.
"Lici," He let out a sigh. "No time like the present I guess. I let my jealousy consume me. I've heard the rumors and I've seen you and Andrew together. I've already lost so much, I didn't want to lose you before I even had a chance." 
It's everything I want to hear and more. "Second," Alice cupped his cheek in her hand. He was still warm from the party festivities. "Do you actually fancy Samantha? Imelda was talking to the lot of us and," she got cut off. One hand still cupping his face, his hand over her mouth. 
"Let me finish what I started in Feldcroft." He slipped his hand under her chin and gazed into her eyes. "You're who I'm drawn to in a room." His forehead dropped to hers. "I've never wanted to be in a house other than Slytherin until I had seen you across the Great Hall. You were an enigma that I can never crack. You've been the greatest distraction my search for Anne's cure, but I've needed it to realize I can trust someone with my sorrows." He traced her jaw with his nose, resting his other hand on her waist. "Lici, if you'll have me, you'll see my pain, but you'll also see what lays deep in my heart." 
I want him. My body feels like I'm burning into the hearth. "I'm not with him anymore. I wanted him, but not the way I want you." Alice was playing with the hairs on the back of his neck. "Happy Birthday, Sebastian." Pulling his head down, she planted the kiss she's been craving for on his warm lips. She always wondered what the feeling of melting would be, the representation of constant change. If it weren't for his grip on her, Alice would have slumped onto the tile. 
"Oh!" She let out a surprised squeal when Sebastian lifted her, trying to wrap her legs around him. "Sebastian what are you doing?"
"You missed my birthday," He was planting kisses along her jaw, slowly moving them to the sofa next to the meadow vivarium. "If I couldn't have you on my arm, I'm going to take my fill of you now." 
"Sebastian!" He was moving his hands along the curves in her vest, landing on the buttons and freeing each one. Alice felt alive. It was different than with Andrew. She was happy they had stopped before they had gotten too intimate. Her friend from London had gotten married at seventeen and when they talked of herr wedding night, it occurred to Alice that her perspective of society was protected. Many of her friends trusted her when describing their relationships and she learned quickly that London was progressive. She liked that the wizarding world was progressive, but she didn't expect them to be this progressive. Especially with so many of the constituents residing in Hamlets. 
"I won't go too far." He was breathless as he started to rip off his sweater. "There just are too many clothes. And it is rather warm." 
"Sebastian Sallow!" Her tone caught his attention. He has absolutely had too much to drink. Damn, his face. "We cannot do this now." 
"Then let's continue this." He lowered his head and kissed her again.They spent hours wrapped in each other. It was well after one in the morning when they finally decided to leave the Room of Requirement. Sebastian pulled her into his chest before they parted, whispering, "Could we do this again?" It took all of Alice’s willpower to push him off her neck. But inside she was giddy as she kissed him once more and winked before she skipped off to the Ravenclaw Tower.
It was obvious to the entire student body that they were spending time together again. The pair's favorite between-class activity was sneaking off for a quick snog session. Even though Sebastian had barely scratched the surface of the secrets of Hogwarts, he knew enough to keep them hidden. Sebastian had been asking for days that they could tell their friends. "We can't. I had told Andrew we needed a break, I would like to avoid discrediting my entire reputation by announcing that in less than a few days I decided to snog one of my best friends." 
She had sent Deek away from the Room of Requirement more often than she would like to admit. "I need rest Deek. You work so hard, please take a break." It was the third night in a row that she had to convince the house elf to leave. 
"Deek worries about your health, miss. Is there no way to help?" The poor house elf was immensely devoted. His care of the hidden space left Alice spoiled and she would miss him when she went back to London. 
"I promise, Deek, I am not sick. There is just alot going through my head these days." Yes, thoughts of a certain Slytherin. Deek nodded and bowed, apparating to the kitchens. 
Alice took a quick look in the mirror and ran to the door. She peeked around and called Sebastian over. He ran in and smashed his mouth against her. "Sebastian," she gasped out, "it's only been a few hours." 
"You didn't have to suffer through Magical Theory. I know you look to Fig as a mentor but his introduction class is harder than I would expect." He lined her jaw with kisses as he complained under his breath. "I call this stress relief." 
She struggled pushing him off her. "Sebastian, we are here to practice spells and take care of the beasts!" He is very persistent. I need him to slow down.
He settled into the crook of her neck and let out a sigh. "Fine, we'll do this your way."
Alice enjoyed their time caring for the beasts. She particularly enjoyed the runt of a niffler who had particularly enjoyed burrowing into Sebastian’s robe pocket. He would attempt to pickpocket a button holding his vest together and get caught every time. When it came to spell practice they had no mercy on one another. They had practiced for an hour when she finally grabbed a glass of water to cool herself off. "Accio." Alice drooped the glass onto the colorful tile and found herself zipping through the air and into Sebastian’s arms. "Letting down our guard now are we?" The impish grin plastered on his freckled face dissipated any feeling of annoyance. 
"Just as expected from a cunning little snake." She tapped his nose playfully with the tip of her wand. 
"I would respect your elders if I were you. I can assure you that I'm more of a horned serpent than a measly garden snake." For some reason the conversation was making her embarrassed. It's Sebastian, he definitely knows what he is saying. 
"Sebastian, you know we are so young. I think it would be beneficial to us both if we slow down a little." Alice saw the gaze of annoyance on his face. "I understand that in a few years it will be around the time you should be getting married, but I've heard that the wizarding world in London is more progressive than the Hamlets. You may not even want to continue a relationship with me by then." 
He was doing a good job of keeping his anger in check. His neck was red and hot, a crease forming between his brows. "Don't say that. I've never been drawn to anyone the way I am to you. Besides, who else could put up with my wits." 
"A person with enough intellect to tell you your ideas are insane but also crazy enough to follow you into the depths of hell themselves." He took her hands and pressed them to his lips. 
"If we must slow down. Could I tell Ominis? I know we are keeping it between us so we don't harm the situation with Andrew, but he is my best mate." He looked at her with hopeful eyes. One person wouldn't hurt right? 
"Just Ominis. He probably thinks we are off snogging anyways. You do realize that his wand can sense what's around him?" 
"Doesn't mean that it can sense what we are doing!" They laughed and said a quick goodnight. One by one they snuck off through the castle to their respective common rooms. 
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The Lady and the Lord
Part 5
Hello hello hello, here's part 5, I hope you'll like it, let me know ❤️
Hope you guys are having an A M A Z I N G day! And I hope everyone is okay. Remember we all deserve happiness.
Chapter summary: time to pay a little visit at Creels' house.
Chapter warnings: ⚠️ spoiler season 4 ⚠️ the reader being insecure.. I think that's it.
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We meet all at Nancy's, again. Sleeping all together in their basement.
It would've felt like a nice sleepover, if it wasn't for the situation at hand.
We decided to make turns to check in on Max. So now's my turn and she wanted to chat a bit, remembering old times, she said it helps her so I, more than gladly, indulge.
"Do you remember when you had to tutor me when I first arrived here? To help me catch up on... what was that?" She asks me in a whisper, not wanting to wake the others.
"Math" I remember "I had to come all the way to your house"
"Yeah.. and Billy wouldn't stop bothering you" she chuckle at the memory. That's how we started to bond.
"Yeah... I couldn't even explain one thing to you without feeling him gawking" I chuckle too.
"I honestly thought he had a genuine crush on you" she confides.
"Oh yeah?" I'm surprised "Why's that?"
"I don't know" she shrugs "whenever he knew you had to come over, he made sure to be found working out"
"I thought he always worked out" I wonder.
"Not that always" she clarifies "he always asks if I had tutoring lessons, trying to sound casual, but I knew he didn't care about that at all."
"Oh god" I softly laugh.
"Yeah, and when I said yes, he immediately started to lift something, you know, so he had an excuse to take his shirt off by the time you were there" she explains with a sad smile. "Thought I never noticed"
"I didn't know" I tell her with a sweet smile.
"Yeah.. well.. if anything I hoped you two could've had a chance, somehow, maybe you were what he needed to be someone better." she lowers her eyes, fidgeting with the headphones wire. "If only he was less of an asshole.." she adds with a sad smile.
"It's a sweet thought, really" I say with a chuckle and I gently hold her hand.
"But I guess he wasn't your type, uh? Metalhead nerd is more your kind of thing" she says.
It's good she still tries to joke, she's strong. Thankfully.
"Oh not you too" I roll my eyes.
"You didn't notice how Munson looked at you at the boathouse" she tells me.
"And how?" I challenge, raising an eyebrow.
"Like you were the only one in the room" she answers.
"Like Lucas looks at you?" I remark.
"Maybe" she says, slightly blushing. Good thing her feelings for Lucas haven't changed... that's good.
"Hey.." a sleepy Dustin greets.
"Hey, Dusty" I wave at him.
"Hi"
"It's my turn, get some sleep" He softly tells me.
"I can stay up a while longer if you want" I offer.
"Sleep, Y/n. I'm okay, don't worry" Max reassures me.
"I got her" Dustin gives me thumbs up and a playful wink.
"Okay, okay. If you need anything wake me up, okay?" I tell them and when they nod I make my way to my sleeping bag next to Steve.
I close my eyes and try to sleep, to regain some strength.
I wake up to the sound of Nancy's voice talking to someone on the radio.
"... unless you want me going out into the world."
Eddie.
"No no no. Don't do that" Nancy answers with a sleeping voice. "Stay where you are and we'll be there as soon as we can"
I get closer to her.
"Eddie?" I whisper and Nancy nods.
"Yeah yeah yeah, listen... uh.. can you pick me up a six-pack?" He asks.
Nancy and I roll our eyes.
"I know, it's stupid ad shit, drinking right now, but a cold beer would really calm my jangled nerves"
"Where's Max?" She asks me, I turn to look at where Max wad supposed to be finding that spit empty.
Fuck.
"Here" she hands me the radio and move to wake Dustin, who was supposed to watch her.
"Hello?" Eddie calls."Wheeler?"
"Yeah, hi sorry. We are having a little problem" I tell him.
"M'lady!" he flirts.
"Hi Eddie, need anything?" I ask him.
"Only your beautiful presence"
I can tell.. I can fucking tell he's smirking right now.
Nancy and Dustin ran upstairs after Nancy mouthed "stay here" and I nodded.
"We're...we're gonna be there soon. I promised right?" I assure him.
"That you did."
"So no need to worry" I tell him. "Right?"
"Right, can't wait to see your pretty face again, m'lady" he sweetly tells me.
"Oh god" I mutter, feeling my cheeks heating up once more because of him.
"You know... I can tell from here that you're smiling, so.. you smiling for me, beautiful?" He asks with a teasing tone.
"I told you to stop" I chuckle.
"Never"
"Okay please, you guys, stop flirting" Steve's voice interrupts us.
"We're not flirting" I say embarrassed.
"Yeah we are" Eddie disagrees.
"We have to go, We're gonna be there as soon as possible, promise"
"Promise" he sigh "please?"
The way his voice breaks a little...
"Of course, you take care okay?"
"Sure"
I put the radio down.
"You guys..." Steve starts.
"No Stevie... we... uh... he's just trying to ease the situation, I'm just a distraction" wave him off and he looks at me with a sceptical look.
"Guys" Nancy run back to us. "We.. we might have a lead"
Their lead brings us to a creepy-looking house, worthy of any good horror movie.
Wooden planks on the broken window, cracked walls.. scary just enough.
We walk up to the front door, finding it obstructed by a big wooden plank.
"What exactly are we supposed to be looking for in this shithole?" Steve asks, as he remove the nails blocking the plank.
"We're not sure. We're just know this house is important to Vecna" Nancy answers, while helping him.
"That's not exactly promising" I comment looking at Robin, who shrugs.
"Yeah, because Max saw it on Vecna's red soup mind world?" Steve asks.
"Basically" Nancy looks at me with an encouraging smile, not a very convinced one, but it will do.
"Maybe it holds a clue to where Vecna is. Why he's back. Why he killed the Creels. And how to stop him before he comes back for Max" Dustin suggests.
"But how? Should we expect to find an Upside down version of a diary where he writes all his plans?" I ask. "We know he kills from there and-"
"Wait..." Lucas interrupts me" we don't think he's in here, do we?"
"Guess we'll find out" Max replies.
Nancy and Steve let the plank fall to the ground with a loud thud.
Steve go to open the door, but it's closed.
"It's locked. Should I knock, see if anybody home?" He asks sarcastically.
"No need" Robin chimes in, we all turn to look at her holding a brick. "I found a key" she states simply.
With that Steve breaks the glass on the door and finally opens the door and we all enter. Lucas tries to turn a lamp on, but obviously I doesn't work.
"Looks like someone forgot to pay their electric bill" he jokes.
So we turn our flashlights on.
"Where'd everyone get those?" I hear Steve ask, quite confused.
"Do you need to be told everything? You're not a child" Dustin basically scolds him and I let out a small laugh.
After Steve got his own flashlight, we start to properly explore the big house.
We look at the ground floor, there's the study, I think, the living room..
"They just left everything." Nancy comments, not shocked, but almost sad.
"I guess a triple homicide isn't for resale value" Robin replies, trying to enlighten the mood.
"Unless you have a fetishism for horror movies and... dust" I say.
"Exactly" Robin agrees with me.
"Hey, guys?" Max calls.
We all go to her, finding her staring at a grandfather clock.
"You all see that, right?" She asks, worried.
We all nod and she seems to calm a bit.
"Is that it? The clock you saw at the school?" I ask her and she nods, still staring at it.
"I mean, it's... just a clock..Right?" Robin says, I don't know if to reassure her or something. "Like a normal old clock"
"Why is this wizard obsessed with clocks? Maybe he's, like, a clockmaker or something?" Steve rambles.
"I think you cracked the case, Steve" Dustin tells him, his sarcastic tone very tangible and Steve glares at him.
"All I know is the answers are here. Somewhere. Okay, everyone stay in groups. Robin, Y/n upstairs"
Nancy, Robin and I walk upstairs, Lucas and Max stay on the ground floor, and Steve and Dustin follow us.
We explore for a while and somehow I found myself investigating a room with Dustin.
"I'd really like Steve's theory to be true... it would be so much easier" I comment.
"Yeah, we could just burn all grandfather clocks in Hawkins" Dustin giggles.
"Yeah exactly! God... why life can't be like a D&D campaign.." I complain.
"That's what I always say" Dustin smiles proudly. "Why you never came to one of our campaign?"
"What?" I ask, focus more on looking for any possible clue than anything else.
"Why have you never joined us?" He repeats.
"Oh you know, problem with people" I shrug.
"But you and-"
"You say something about Eddie, I'm gonna burn you instead of the clocks and hope Vecna likes it enough to go away." I cut him off.
"Only because you know I'm right" he states.
I turn around to glare at him.
"Oh c'mon.." he sighs "look.. I know Eddie. I, unfortunately, saw him flirt with a random person once and it's nothing like it. It's like he's... courting you, you know. He calls his flings 'baby' not 'm'lady'."
"He might be trying something new" I shrug looking away from Dustin.
"You're in denial.. you'll soon realise I'm right and I'm gonna be there ready to say 'I told you so', and I'll be very very happy, because you two are perfect for each other!" he says proudly.
I just roll my eyes, I honestly can't believe what he says it's true. I don't think anyone could really feel something for me.. that simply can't be.
"Why don't you want to believe me?" Dustin asks, confused.
"It's not that" I sigh "Listen, I know you mean well by that, and I'd love for it to be true..." I take a deep breath" like... fine, I might.. might have a small crush, okay, but.. it's just something that doesn't happen to me, Dusty. The first time I actually wanted to give it a try and accept a family, it was taken from me."
"It can't happen everytime.. give it a try." He suggests with a sweet encouraging smile.
"Mh" I reply, not entirely convinced and he just smiles more.
I roll my eyes again.
All of a sudden the lights flicker.
"Guys!" Lucas calls our attention and we all go downstairs, gathering under a chandelier.
The lights buzzing and flickering.
"It's like the Christmas lights" Nancy comments in a whisper and I nod staring at the lights.
"Christmas light?" Robin asks, whispering too.
"When Will was stuck in the Upside Down, he found a way to communicate through lights." I whisper back at her.
"Vecna's here, in this house" Lucas says. "Just on the other side"
The lights suddenly shut down.
"I think he just left the room" Robin declares.
"Did he hear us?" Max asks.
"Can he see us?" Steve asks, concerned.
"Headphones" Lucas tells Max, who quickly put them on.
"Wait, wait. Everyone, turn off your flashlights and spread out" Nancy orders.
We all do as she says.
"We're not gonna be able to see of we tuen off our flash...lights" Steve protests but gives in eventually.
We all spread out in the house, waiting for any signs of Vecna, walking around the house, not exactly to look at it anymore.
"I found him!" Robin exclaims from another room "I got him"
When we arrive there her flashlight shut down. "I..I had him" she says almost apologetically.
But in that moment Steve's flashlights turns on.
"Oh.. woah.. oh I think he's moving" Steve points out ad he too moves "He's moving, he's moving."
He walks upstairs and we follow closely behind him, but when we get there...
"I lost him" Steve mutters.
"No you didn't" Max walks towards a door and cracks it open, buzzing sounds filling the air and we notice the lights in the attic flickering, just like before.
"It's an attic. Of course it's an attic" Robin sighs.
When we're almost there Dustin speaks up.
"Hold up, guys. What if he's leading us into a trap?"
But none of us acknowledge him as we keep on walking up the stairs, gathering once again under a ceiling light.
"Flashlights" Dustin points out.
We look at our torch, they're on and flickering.
"Okay, what's happening?" Steve wonders.
Lights intensify more and more each second.
"What the fuck" I mutter.
It looks like an energy storage or something.
All of sudden the flickering flashlights start to explode, one at a time, quickly till the one from the ceiling.
Everything falls into darkness.
"You guys okay?" Steve asks alarmed, looking at each of us.
"Yeah"
"Yeah, man"
"Okay"
We say.
"What the hell was that?" He asks.
"I.. I don't know" Nancy blurts out.
"It looked like an energy storage or some shit" Dustin suggests.
"Yeah exactly" I agree with him.
"Now we know he's here and that we can... trace him... not sure how that could help, but it's still something, right? Maybe we should go back home and think about all this? Or not, I mean" Robin starts to ramble.
"Yeah.. that's a good idea" Nancy speaks up.
"Definitely" I agree.
"Yeah, let's go" Steve leads the way out of the house.
As we pass the the front door, Dustin picks up his backpack and my gaze fall to the radio.. we didn't have the radio upstairs.. what if something happened to Eddie?
Maybe not.. he said he'd stay at the boathouse.. right? He wouldn't wander around... it's fine, we probably would've heard some noises if he contacted us. Right?.. yeah..yeah...
I try to convince myself.
I wanted to go check on Eddie, but Steve insisted on resting and going all together tomorrow.. so here I am, making jewellery in the Wheeler's basement to keep my mind busy since there's no way I'm gonna fall asleep anytime soon.
I really hope Eddie is okay.
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Do you think when they were together-ish(anything from 2012-15) Taylor and harry ever confided their traumas with each other or were completely open with each other about their past? I think harry was judging by the sheer vulnerability in his songs. But do you think taylor ever was? There are hints he knew more(he's gonna say its 'love' you never called it what it was// 'love' was something you never heard enough). She said she got Jake's mail regarding red when she was dating harry. She cried during 'all too well' in 2014 june when she was close to harry. So do you think she ever opened up about jake?
On that note, do you think they ever talked about kanye,john stuff. She went through hell because of ye and I don't think WCS feelings developed overnight. How do you think all of this affected their relationship? Was harry ever jealous of jake because Taylor loved him?Or did he think he was a d___ for treating her like shit? (We know harry easily gets jealous)
not in an unkind way, but in a general one, i don't think taylor was capable of verbalizing the depth of her trauma until now. she literally had to find safety and healing to begin to express it. they both pour things into their music that they probably only felt able to say there, because that form is confessional and the safe place to explore it. it's not that i don't think she shared anything, of course, but i doubt she had the language at that time to even explain it all, and she was trying so hard to gloss over it, to make it all seem fine, to pack it away, to seem nonchalant (which doesn't work in the long run). and harry wasn't nearly at the place he is now in regards to the philosophical outlook and open approach to therapy. there was a lot of common ground between them at their levels of fame and coming up in the industry, and regarding musicianship, emotional sensitivity, etc, but there were barriers too. i'm sure he knew she'd been deeply heartbroken, idk how far into that she would've been willing to share at that point, though. especially since they got stuck in that on/off cycle, so many factors kept intruding and coming between them, including their own issues at that point. knowing someone was hurt and didn't feel loved is a little different from knowing how profoundly broken they felt as a human being. doubtless harry thought jake was terrible for that, but it's hard to say how far into the pain and belittlement she would've gone. or taking the john issue, what's shattering there is she believed she'd escaped it (i took your matches before fire could catch me), and now she realizes she didn't and it's had a lasting effect. and then with k*nye at that point in time, she was striving to make peace and be friends with him. i saw a quote from...2015 earlier today, let me see if i can find it again. "we actually, i guess, could be called friends now! i honestly think i needed to continue to prove myself in my career and i think it finally got to a place where he realized he respected what i do as a musician." she just so badly wanted his approval and wanted to make things okay that i don't think she'd have said anything negative about him at the time, which is...very upsetting considering how that ultimately went (and the type of person he has proven himself to be in general).
this is really sad and telling of her mindset at that time too, she didn't really think she was allowed or deserved love: "Yeah, I do feel jaded about relationships, to be honest. I think the media has sent me a really unfair message over the past couple of years, which is that I'm not allowed to date for excitement, or fun, or new experiences or learning lessons. I'm only allowed to date if it's for a lasting, multiple-year relationship. Otherwise I'm a, quote, 'serial dater'. Or, quote, 'boy crazy'. The narrative has been so wrong, every time it was the same. It's 'Taylor spotted talking to this guy, she's chasing him.' They create a beginning to the story that didn't happen most of the time, so then they have to create an ending. So they always go to the same fabricated ending that every other tabloid has used in my story, which is, 'She got too clingy', or 'Taylor has too many emotions, she scared him away'. Which has honestly never been the reason for any of my break-ups. You know what has been the reason? The media. You take something very fragile, like trying to get to know someone, and it feels like walking out into the middle of a gladiator arena with someone you've just met. And all of a sudden the public and the media are allowed to say thumbs up or thumbs down. So I just don't try it any more."
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