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scekrex · 11 days

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Love your writing!!

Can I request an Adam x Lucifer’s Ex! reader? Reader is basically the same rank as Lucifer was (so he’s the same strength as him too) Basically, they split up after he and Lilith got together and gave Eve the Apple. Reader is extremely depressed about it but then he meets one of the humans from Eden, Adam . And they find solidarity and comfort in going through the same/similar situation.

Lowkey giving that one scene from Steven Universe (No idea if you’ve watched/like SU so, if you’re not sure what I’m talking about, I’ll link it here. (If you want, you can probably just skip to the time stamps or watch all of it, either’s fine, but it starts at 2:33 and ends around 3:11

Spoilers for Steven Universe, if you even care.

https://youtu.be/PnlRR0rX_Q0?feature=shared

(The context for the SU scene is ofc different, but just the overall vibe of it is what I mean.) but just 2 people abandoned by someone who was supposed to be their soulmate (Twice for Adam) and them finding love in each other in the end.

(Like, imagine both the fluff AND angst potential.)

Also!! If/After you write this one, I might request a Part 2 of this with angst for the aftermath of EP.8. (ONLY if you’re ok with it OFC! If not, just tell me in your A/N for this one and I won’t send it!!)

I hope you have a great day!!!! 💙💙

Okay first of all: gimme that EP 8 request right now, I need it soooo badly °^° I haven't seen SU but I've watched the scene you linked and it helped to get the vibe right so much, this is a lil short but dragging it out just to make it appear longer felt wrong. I hope you like it though. Also friendly reminder: this is set in Eden before Adam became a douchebag.

Part 2

I'm a jester and I'm yours, call me your fool

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language, hurt (with comfort)

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

Eden had always been the place for you to ge whenever you felt sad or upset, it calmed you down, eased your mind, made your thoughts shut up for only a couple moments. Lucifer had betrayed you, you knew that, you also knew that it had been for the best to end things with him before he would take it too far with his wish for free will and with the things that were going on between him and Lilith. And before you even realized how sad that made you feel, to be betrayed, to be replaced by a mortal soul that would never be as pure as you were, you started crying - it wasn’t loud and if someone wouldn’t have paid attention it was also not visible but Adam did pay attention. Lucifer and Lilith had given Eve the apple, the forbidden fruit, how much further would heaven allow them to go? You weren’t sure. What you were sure about though, was the fact that you missed Lucifer, you missed his warmth, his chaotic yet gentle way of handling things, no matter what it was. You missed his creative mind, his joyful character, the love he had held for you that he had never been able to hide. You missed your clumsy blonde little angel - you shook your head, no, he was no longer yours.

And while you tried to sort your emotions out, the brunette human carefully creeped closer, he noticed your sadness and despite the fact that he didn’t know why you were crying, he felt like he understood without knowing the true reason - he had heard them whispering about it. About how Lucifer had left his boyfriend in order to get together with the first woman, his ex wife, Lilith. And while one loss alone had been seemingly impossible to carry, Adam had not only lost Lilith to his former best friend, he had also lost Eve. Eve, who had tried to talk him into eating the apple as well, he had refused to though, he wanted to remain pure, if she decided that wasn’t for her though, then that was her deal and not Adam’s.

Once he had reached you, he quietly sat down next to you, he wanted to take the sadness away from you, a creature as gorgeous and heavenly as yours should not sit in Eden and cry. He wanted to ask you why you were crying, who caused all those tears but he felt like it wasn’t his place to do so - you were an angel after all. Was he even allowed to sit next to you? The first man didn’t know, but he was sure that if he wouldn’t be allowed near you, you would tell him so. Lucifer might be disobeying heaven’s rules, but you? You looked too pure to do so.

You quickly wiped your tears away as soon as you noticed the presence next to you, when you turned your head to look at the person that had decided to take their place by your side, you were quite surprised to see the face of the first man there. “You look so sad,” the brunette hummed as he reached out to gently touch your cheek. Your golden, broken looking eyes met equally broken brown ones and you somehow found comfort in them, even though they belonged to a total stranger. “Yeah,” you softly chuckled at his words, a small smile forced itself onto your lips, “I guess that’s normal when you get dumped, though.” So the rumors had been true, Lucifer had left his boyfriend for Adam’s former wife. He inhaled deeply, “That’s what love brings.” And yeah, he had a point. Love was able to bring joy and happiness, but it could also take those feelings away from you within seconds. Carefully you leaned into Adam’s touch and closed your eyes as you breathed in the scent of the brunette. “A creature as beautiful as you shouldn’t be sad over losing someone like Lucifer though,” the first man continued and gently caressed your cheek with his thumb, wiping away all remains of your tears. “That’s so easy to say, Adam,” your voice cracked when you said his name and you opened your eyes again, “He was everything.” Adam nodded, he understood, “So was Eve. And Lilith. But sometimes they choose a different path than you do and there is nothing you can do to change that.”

And looking at it that way made you realize that Adam was in the same situation as you were, a situation that tore apart everything just because Lucifer had made a reckless decision. You had lost everything and so had Adam, you were sitting in the same boat, sailing the same ocean of sadness. But now you had found each other, so at least you weren’t sailing alone anymore. “Adam?” you asked quietly as you looked at the first man, making sure you’d get nothing but honesty when your eyes met his, “Can you stay?” And without hesitation the first man nodded, this would not only bring you comfort and take a little bit of the sadness away from you, no, the brunette would also find comfort in this, you would keep his mind busy and that he was very thankful for.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x male reader #male reader #adam x y/n #adam x reader #adam x you

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narujenreacts · 2 months

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Will Murder Drones get a Season 2?

Alrighty. So, after GLITCH's post yesterday of Digital Circus that also mentioned "We're also working hard on Murder Drones & will be releasing final episodes soon!", which sent a lot of the fandom (including yours truly) into a panic that this meant these are the final episodes for the SERIES and not the 1st season. However, that felt off to me since GLITCH has been promoting MD as Season 1 and not a short series, which, if it had always intended to be only 8 episodes, it would've been. That's just how it goes in the industry for online series. And I believe GLITCH wouldn't make that kind of mistake in marketing. It'd be different too if it was only promoted as Season 1 for the teaser, but it's been that way up until that Digital Circus post. Hell, here are some of the things Kevin and Liam said during GlitchX:

"I remember when we were coming up with the, uh, this is like way before when, you know, Murder Drones was really, like we were really going for a smaller, smaller show-" - Kevin

"The whole oil thing that was getting set up in the pilot, that was gonna be like a MASSIVE sort of plot thread throughout the season." - Kevin

"Because in terms of importance to kind of where I want the story to go, it just ended up being less relevant." - Liam

"We, um, did the opposite of that. I think the series as it progressed, which I think is - it is intentional, I would say. We have gone from, I think, supremely silly to supremely kind of self-serious." - Liam

"There's so many dog easter eggs if you go and watch through the entire season." - Kevin

"We are announcing the finale of the season." - Kevin

With everything they said, none of it sounds like Murder Drones was intended to be a single season series. Now, this leaves two questions myself and I'm sure some of you have, "Why haven't they announced a S2 yet then and why are they barely posting MD?" I decided to enter analyzation mode and went digging through GLITCH's Twitter and YouTube. What I found was that this isn't GLITCH's first time handling their series like this.

Meta Runner Season 1 (Animated Movie Cut) was released on Aug 28, 2020 and in the description Season 2 was immediately announced since they already had it done.

Meta Runner Season 2 - EP 1: Hard Reset released Oct 16, 2020. The final episode for S2, "EP 10: Fatal Error" was released Dec 18, 2020 and there was no mention of the 3rd and final season.

Want to know when they announced it? Not until Nov 29, 2021. Over a YEAR later.

And before that they barely posted anything of MR. At first it was Sunset Paradise, and then once that series was about to conclude they started posting about MD. A lot. Way more than they have for DC. And when they announced S3 for MR they didn't even mention it was the series finale! That wasn't announced until May 6, 2022, 6 months after S3 was even announced.

However, once they did they made it VERY clear it was the final season. 99% of their posts of MR after that mentioned it was the final season.

So, to conclude my thoughts. I don't think we should be worried. I wouldn't suggest getting our hopes up TOO high, because despite GLITCH handling MD the same way they did MR, there's always the chance MD doesn't get a second season. That way we're not deeply disappointed if it doesn't, but after looking into it I personally feel a lot more confident MD will get a S2. Just be prepared that if GLITCH doesn't say anything, it could be up to a year before they do, but if MR fans could hold out for as long as they did, we can too. Don't forget either GLITCH isn't only working on the first season of DC. They're also working on the pilot for Gaslight District.

#murder drones #murder drones uzi #murder drones n #murder drones season 2 #glitch productions

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neil-gaiman · 2 years

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(spoilers ahead) i wish my question were more positive, but mr gaiman, why did you choose to include wlw rep only to brutally kill almost every example of it?

just watched the first 5 eps of the sandman. i was loving it, until we met rachel and she died 15 minutes later. after johanna walked off into the rain i looked it up and found out she wasn't coming back. i was disappointed but kept watching. in episode 5, i was excited to meet bette and judy but as i slowly realised where the episode was leading i had to stop watching. i looked up spoilers again to confirm both characters died.

i felt sick to my stomach, and researched more to confirm that yes, there were no other wlw characters in the show. maybe i should keep watching, give the sandman the benefit of the doubt. but as a young queer woman desperate for positive representation, having 3 wlw character die brutally in the same episode they were introduced in, and the other written off...

i understand the show is intentionally dark, but considering i was drawn in by promises of positive queer rep, and knowing from my research that there are many mlm characters who don't die or get to live a long life, it feels your lesbian/bi female characters were given the short end of the stick.

at this point, i wish you hadn't included them at all, so i could be saved the trauma of becoming attached to characters i identify with, only to watch them all die in horrifying ways. this is a constant trend in media deep down, it reinforces the idea that queer women like me can never have a happy ending.

even if you don't have an answer, please acknowledge this ask in some way. thank you.

If there's a Season 2 you will see many of these characters again, because Death doesn't stop characters from being in Sandman. And if there's a Season 2 you'll meet several more important wlw characters who will survive much longer (and who may if we get the opportunity spin off into their own story, as happened in the comics).

Always remember though that Sandman is a show in which, given enough time or bad luck, people die. That isn't a judgement on anybody, as I hope episode 6 makes very clear. It's part of the human condition. It's also why people are complaining on Twitter that I've got it in for cis white males (many of whom die in season 1), and it's why you can get articles like the recent one in Gay Times applauding Sandman for its LGBTQA+ representation.

Does that help?

(Also a small footnote. Gay Times describes Zelda and Chantal as "twins". It's made clearer in the comic that nobody in the house actually knows their relationship. They are a couple of women going through life together with love, but whether they are physically lovers, related or just incredibly close friends is none of our business.)

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strelitzien-gewaechs · 5 months

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is it better to break a promise you made, or to never make a promise in the first place?

(zoomed in vers + incomprehensible rambling below)

have you ever thought about tall and short

and etho on top of a hill, promising he'll give bdubs a life if he kills a red name

and how bdubs dies while running up a hill, while etho is in a cave (where he breaks his promise to bdubs)

have you thought about how both times bdubs makes a promise that etho can't reciprocate (limlife and secret life) and when etho breaks his promise to bdubs (lastlife), bdubs is up higher than etho

and like the "you remember what i said id do for you? and this is what you do for me" thing? bdubs says that while walking down the stairs while ethos standing on the floor

like. thats thats something right?? why does that keep happening

But also. have you thought about etho ontop of the mobspawner in sl #7 and about "in the spirit of the Game" and how he tells bdubs that hes almost at 30 hears as a green name. maybe he cant make the same promises of failing his tasks for bdubs, but he CAN tell bdubs its ok if bdubs breaks the promise he made.

(also etho n bdubs did make 2 promises this season ep 2 + ep 5 and the fact that etho broke one (1) promise to bdubs and made ep5 fully just about how great bdubs is cos he felt bad. so like what is wrong with the 2 of them. why are they like that)

anyway tomorrow new sl episode huh

#etho and bdubs and whatevers wrong with the 2 of them #ethoslab #bdoubleo100 fanart #ethoslab fanart #bdoubleo100 #bdoubleo #bdoubleo fanart #secret life #trafficblr #life series #secret life fanart #last life fanart #limited life fanart #2023 strel art #strels art #ive used like 4 different brushes and 3 different techniques to shade n colour this and my hand has been tired since tuesday

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diary-ofamadwoman · 3 months

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chapter 112

hi I'm back with some fyolai thoughts (Sept 20th feels like yesterday and I was definitely not ready to see the manga version...)

first of all, where's Nikolai's hand? there are two panels of him with The Overcoat hiding his entire arm, which cannot be a coincidence. Also, as we know, he's strong enough to support his own body weight with just one arm, and Fyodor looks a lot lighter than him

"Is that so?"

i have a feeling this is not a regular question. Nikolai is known to use quizzes, rhetorical questions, or in short - there's always hidden meaning. when I first read it, I imagined Gogol saying it in a sarcastic tone, albeit a bit more dejected than usual

when I watched ep 11, it seemed to me that the reasons for Gogol's sadness could be his freedom (to kill Fyodor himself; to use him to achieve his freedom) having been taken away from him, or losing his closest person without being able to do anything, and so on

but seeing the same events unfold in the manga, I cannot help but think that he's downcast because of how unpredictable the vampire's (as well as Dazai and Chuuya's) action were and how fast everything happened, Nikolai had just been talking to Fyodor and the next moment the latter's gone...

or not? given the two panels of Nikolai's hidden arm, perhaps he was able to save his friend this time (in case the theory that the different BSD media are alternate universes turns out to be true). Anyway, Nikolai saving Fyodor here seems more plausible in the manga, as well as Nikolai's hesitation more understandable (if Fyodor's nearby, would Nikolai want to admit out loud he doesn't actually want Fyodor dead?)

it might be just the translation but this was more heartbreaking than I remember it:

there's difference between "My life since I met him felt nothing like it did prior" and "The moment I met him I knew that my life had become something entirely different"

I know that I just talked about Nikolai admitting his feelings (if Fyodor can hear him) but it makes sense here. His hesitation is admitting his current emotions, something that affects the present/future, while the second situation is related to the past - something that Fyodor certainly already knows

perhaps this depends on the translation too but from what I've seen the ending of Nikolai's speech is also slightly different

"Fyodor was right. I fought so I can lose sight of myself. Now I..."

"It's just as he said. I had begun fighting in order to lose myself. And now... look what's happened... Now all I want is just..."

or in other words, Nikolai didn't lose himself, he lost Fyodor

#maybe I'll so pt2 since I have so many thoughts rn #fyolai #bsd chapter 112 #bsd manga #bsd spoilers #bsd nikolai gogol #bsd nikolai #fyodor x nikolai #dostogogol #bsd #bungou stray dogs #fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #bsd fyodor #diaryofamadwoman

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onecupofspiders-please · 3 months

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How I would re write Hazbin’s pacing issues (while still staying in the 8 episode time frame)

Fair warning, I did not proof read this and I’m dyslexic. So there’s probably a lot of spelling mistakes.

Ep 1: “ commercial day”

A sort of soft start, but it’s about all the current residents trying to make the commercial but it keeps going wrong because everyone sucks (/affectionate). A good way to establish and introduced the characters and their gags. A getting to know them episode. Charlie desperately trying to hold everything together and freaks out. She goes and locks herself in their room trying to figure out how to fix the situation. Vaggie sees this and makes the same deal with Alastor still. They make the commercial while Charlie is driving herself mad, and Vaggie comes to get her. Explains what they did and leads her downstairs to show her. The end gag still happens, but instead of the news cutting off the TV maybe Al accidentally short circuited the hotel lmao.

[i feel like we didn’t get a lot of time to establish the character and their relationships, so that’s what this episode is for. Specifically establishing Charlie’s fixation to make things right and Vaggie’s willingness to make things good for Charlie.]

Ep 2: “Happy day in Hell.”

A/B plot. Charlie gets a call from her dad to go to the meeting for him. (I specifically want a scene where she’s panicking about him calling, and sounding way to excited to do anything he asks before he even asks. Like “I need you to-“ “YES!…what am I doing?”). The B plot if focused on Vaggie being in charge for the day, and how horribly things go because of it. None of her ideas work, and she’s stressing about it. She’s tired and hopes to talk about it with Charlie when she comes back, only for Charlie to be pretty much in tears. So she swallows it down and comforts Charlie instead. They’re laying in bed together, and you THINK that’s where the ep will end, but it cuts to Lute and Adam talking about why they moved the extermination up. There’s a transition of wings moving to Carmela pulling the covers over her girls, and looking out a large window looking very worried.

[ok so I felt like Vaggie’s thing about not knowing who she is without Charlie wasn’t really earned plot wise, so I started planting the seeds here. Same with Charlie’s daddy issues, since I didn’t really get that vibe at all until they said it. I wanted to make her seem very eager to please her dad. Hints her agreeing to the meeting before he can even finish asking.]

Ep 3: “the masquerade.”

A/B plot. Starts off the same, pretty much. Up until the part where angel comes back out and demands she leaves. What changes is Charlie being much more reluctant to leave, leading to more yelling from Angel before he just lets out a very broken “please, Chars.” That (mixed with the nickname) is what gets her to go, glaring at Val as she leaves and then a shot of her feeling awful once she gets out the door. When angel gets back home, she tries to apologize. Obviously he’s not really in the mood, but she KEEPS pushing. Eventually leading angel to blow up at her, telling her to but out of his life. She takes a step back (literally and metaphorically) and apologizes. When he turns back to the bar, husk points out she’s only trying to help. Angel puts on the act again, saying he doesn’t NEED help and that his life is great. Husk calls him fake, they argue, and the rest of the episode plays out like before.

[Once again setting up more proof Charlie is more invested in people’s own problems then her own. Her being more pushy until Angel lashes out (and not just because his boss is there) makes it seem more legit to me. Also Angel using a nickname for Charlie to hint at him starting to see her as a sort of friend.]

Ep 4: “Video killed the radio Star.”

Another A/B. Ok so this one is going to introduce the Vee’s all together. Largely the same about that part, and Vox and Al still get their little duet. The B plot revolves around angel and his relationship with Val. Not episode 4 heavy but definitely serious. It also still focuses on Sir Pentious moving in, and how well he seems to be adjusting. Charlie is also putting a LOT of effort into him specifically because she feels scared of overstepping with angel again. This, combined with this shit we see Angel go through, has him feeling shitty. There’s a moment where he’s going downstairs to get a drink, but looks at it for a second before sighing and slamming the bottle down and walking off, leaving it untouched. When he’s walking back, THATS when he sees Pentious setting up the cameras, and the end pretty much plays out the same

[ok so we find out in like ep 6 that angel’s actually been trying to recover? I didn’t think they rlly showed that so I tried to add a little scene to show it, like him actively turning down the alcohol even though he’s in a shitty mood]

Ep 5: “the meeting.”

A/B kind of like so 3, ngl. The overlord meeting is largely the same. But also more alastor and Charlie talking before he heads off. Maybe the ep starts with him protecting the hotel like it’s some off handed thing, and Vaggie watching this a feeling…not great. SHE’S supposed to be the hotel’s protector. So she tries to send him off with the eggs, only to find out he had shit to do that day anyways. The B plot instead is focused on Vaggie feeling like she has to earn her place next to Charlie. Trying to take charge without Charlie asking and failing again. Charlie, trying to be a supportive girlfriend, tries to…well, support her! Unfortunately she’s having some issues with that, since Charlie dosent really like not being the one trying to fix everyone’s problems. This leads to Vaggie feeling even more frustrated because Charlie keeps trying to step in, which leads to their fight. Vaggie admiring she doesn’t know who she is besides Charlie’s bodyguard. And THATS why she’s been having so much trouble. The song plays, and they end up talking it out. Charlie immediately goes to comfort Vaggie, brushing off her own feelings as she does. Vaggie dosent noticed due to being so emotionally distressed and needing comfort herself. The egg part still happen where he tells Alastor what he heard. The Ep ends with Vaggie asleep on Charlie’s chest while Charlie is looks to be thinking. She sighs, pulls out her phone, and we see her hovering over her dad’s number, but she ends up putting her phone away and not clicking it.

[once more setting up Charlie’s and Vaggie’s respective issues but with the actual fallout. Also setting up Charlie calling her dad in the next episode. AND subtlety trying to set up the idea the Alastor seems to kind of slowly be changing?? Maybe???? Hard to tell). Anyways my point is Charlie and Al bonding to set up what happens in the next so and Vaggie’s reaction to their bonding]

Ep 6: “Dad beat Dad.”

Literally the same ngl. I rlly like this episode and thought it did pretty well, but could have been better with better set up (aka what I’ve been trying to do with the other episodes). (Also there’s a a background scene of husk offering angel a drink, and Angel waved him off and gets like a juice or water instead. Just another lil background example of angel’s journey in trying to do those things less.)

[Not much to add here really.]

Ep 7: “Welcome to heaven.”

A/B plot. An actual episode of Vaggie and Charlie getting to explore heaven. And by that I mean Charlie goes to explore heaven with Em and us actually getting to know her as a character. Maybe seeing how well they mesh, and Em explaining life in heaven to Charlie. Maybe as we get to know her we find out she really admires Sarah, and sometimes feels like she can’t live up to her. Partly because she sort of feels like Sarah treats her like a kid, and partly because of heavens impossible standards. But then she brushes it off easily, because she’s on HEAVEN, she had “no reason to complain!” The B plot would be about Lute and Adam finding Vaggie, and doing the blackmail thing. They leave her on her own to spiral after that, and we get the flashback of what happened as she thinks things over. All of this to be interrupted by knocking, vagging pulling out her weapon and pointing it at…charlie. She drops it and apologies a lot, and makes some excuses about just being on edge from being in a new place. Charlie sympathizes and tries to support her, and once again the episode ends with them holding each other

[Because welcome to heaven felt SO rushed, and because we actually need to know Em to care about her.]

Episode 8: “the trial”

Basically the same whole trial. Only instead Adam waits a lot longer to ask Vaggie what she thinks (like after they watched angel do all the things on the list) and instead running off to use the bathroom, she stands up for Charlie. Adam reveals that “that’s so funny, considering you didn’t seem to think so when you were out slaughtering them.” Which leads to both the reveal of Vaggie being an angel, and about the extermination. Charlie is hurt as hell, but does her duet with Em because it’s important to call them out. Slipping her hand out of Vaggies and standing tall as she does. The trial gets closed, they get sent back.

[Because Vaggie deserves more than running away saying “I need to pee.” ALSO because it’s been established she would go to great lengths for Charlie and I don’t think she would have just left her like that. Also because I feel like this makes a much better season final.]

End of season one.

#hazbin hotel #lucifer hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lilith #charlie hazbin hotel #vaggie hazbin hotel #angel dust hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #nifty hazbin hotel #husk hazbin hotel #huskerdust #chaggie #lots of chaggie #I love them

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bloodynereid · 6 months

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Reapers & Ravens

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pairings: jordan li x oc

tw: swearing, mentions of migraines, mentions of experimental pills, canon typical violence, weed, bad parents, mentions of death, rufus...

description: the story of a girl. a girl cursed by compound v to live a life without touch.

a/n: so... hi sorry this took so long to write and post. it's also a little shorter than the rest cause honestly when i was rewatching this ep it was sort of more focused on certain character dynamics and world building (which i tried to emulate). vic is going through it and... i added some little allusions to her past in this chapter. hopefully u all enjoy and... my ask box is always open so lmk ur thoughts + if you want to be added to the taglist <3

Walking through the stretch of patrons and trustees I finally spotted my dad standing off to the side, talking to a girl who was quite literally my age. Fucking hell, goosebumps appeared on my arms and a disgusted sneer overtook my face. That seems to be my predominant facial expression anytime I’m around my dad - the real version of him.

Bundling up the layers that made up my skirt I ducked and nudged my way towards him, uttering a variety of sorrys to anyone I had bumped into. I was in a hurry after everyone had dispersed to get changed and make excuses to respective parents. We had to find Emma - as quickly as we possibly could.

“Dad! Look I don’t have time to explain but I have to go.” A scowl twisted his face and he reached for my gloved hand as I turned to go.

“The night is young plus you’re being rude to uh-”

“Lily.” The girl said with a flutter of her eyelashes, I felt sick to my fucking stomach.

“No dad, I really need to leave. I have to help my friends.”

“And suddenly you have friends.”

“Fuck off dad like you care. I came and I played the part of the perfect daughter, I don’t need to get your permission to leave.”

“I’m just trying to get you to stay in the top 10-”

“That is literally all you care about! You know what I’m going to go, I don't want to cause anymore of a scene.” I rolled my eyes and turned back to the sea of people with a sigh. I walked, or rather stormed my way to the reception doors but stopped short when I remembered… Gemma. Shit she should know that Emma was missing.

My eyes turned towards the crowd once again and thankfully I found her sitting in between 2 identical girls who were wearing the same outfit. Oh that must be Mia. She was absolutely drop dead gorgeous, her curly brown hair was tied back in a slicked ponytail and she was wearing a blazer and a short skirt - showing off her toned muscles from football.

“Hii I see you found some company.” I said with a smile on my face and looked at the trio. Gemma was blushing like mad and the brunettes had flirty smiles on their faces.

“Oh shit uh hey Vic. This is Mia. Mia meet my roommate Vic.”

“Hi. Nice to meet you.” Mia’s silky voice came from one of the girls, it filled the atmosphere like honey, obviously I had heard some rumors about her before but holy shit.

“You as well. I love your outfit. If it’s ok can I pull Gemma away for a bit?”

“Oh yeah of course ,I’m going to go try to find some booze. Actually if I don’t see you here’s my number.” I watched as Mia’s duplicate took a pen out from one of the random pockets on her blazer and scribbled down a series of numbers on a napkin before signing it with a kiss.

“Don’t miss me too much darling, we were just getting started. Plus I already have my date for tonight.” Mia added as she slipped into the crowd with a wink. Her duplicate followed closely behind her with an arm thrown around her shoulders. I turn to look at Gemma with raised eyebrows as she tries to giggle quietly.

“So…”

“Nope, we are not talking about this now. Tell me what happened.”

“Emma is missing.”

“What?” She exclaimed loudly and jumped up from her chair, making it wobble dangerously close to falling.

“Look, you remember I told you about my little adventure with Andre. Well, he did something stupid again. He sent Emma down there.”

“Shit. Okay what do we do?”

“First we need to get changed and then we’re meeting the group at Andre’s car. We’re going to try and locate her with the GPS.”

“Fuck okay, okay, let’s do this.” We nod at each other in agreement and then leave the memorial ball, quickly getting up to our dorm and changing into more casual clothes. There is no way that I was going to wear this dress to go to a search party.

“I found the tracker!” Marie says from one of the sandier parts of the field, we had spent over 30 minutes combing each and every corner of this damn field with our phone lights. The night was also growing colder and colder by the minute, maybe wearing a thin cardigan was not the best move.

“Maybe this is good… I mean she got out of the hellhole.”

“Andre? We are literally standing in a meteor sized hole. How do we know she’s even alive?” I asked with a clearly frustrated tone lacing my words.

“Woah let’s not immediately assume she’s dead okay?” Gemma loudly declared as she stood next to Cate right outside the hole.

“Yeah exactly! Maybe Sam can jump like Maeve does? He landed here with Emma and then jumped again?”

“What were you thinking?”

“I had to do something.” Andre stuttered out while Marie looked at him with probably one of the most intensely angry looks I had ever seen.

“You didn’t do anything! You just dragged Emma into this fucking mess.”

“Woah okay how about we just calm down for a second?” I said, trying to mediate the clearly escalating situation but before I could take a step closer to the pair, our phones all went off at the same time. Jordan took out their phone first and scrolled through the message.

“They released the new rankings.” They said, causing me to pull up the same message on my phone. Oh shit.

“Andre is obviously still first, Marie second, I’m still five and Vic, you’re sixth.”

“Eh figures the dean hates me for whatever reason.” I said as I quickly locked my phone and slipped it back into my pocket.

“What?” The entire group looked at me with confused looks on their faces.

“How should I know? She was the one who interviewed me and I don’t know! She had this weird vibe to her the whole time.”

“Okay pending our talk about whatever the hell that is about, we really have bigger fucking problems than rankings.”

“Yeah says you, Mr. Number one. But I agree we do. Turns out the school has a whole fucking underground angel of death clinic! We don’t know who’s in on it. It could be the entire staff. And what are you going to do? Run around solving this like Nancy fucking Drew? You guys are going to end up like the fucking cricket.” Jordan says exasperatedly, walking closer and closer to Andre.

“Emma. Her name is Emma. And she is in so much shit right now because of your fucking friend.” Gemma answers as she too walks down into the crater.

“Woah okay Gemma chill. I don’t think they meant anything by it.”

“Jordan’s right.” Cate exclaims as she follows Gemma down.

“Thank you.”

“Look whoever Emma is, she isn’t fucking here.”

“Hey Cate! Come on.”

“No you come on. This girl could be fucking dead Andre. I told you not to do anything stupid. We are in over our heads.” Cate says as she starts to follow Jordan back to the place we parked the cars.

“Fuck.” Gemma exclaims as I grab her hand with my gloved one, smiling slightly at her. I rub circles on her palm to calm her.

“Look we’re going to figure this out okay? I promise.”

“Yeah okay I really need to sleep.”

“Me too. Let’s head back okay?”

“Yeah.” I put an arm around her shoulders and started walking towards Cate and Jordan but not before taking a look back at Marie and Andre mouthing a quick ‘bye’.

I laid in bed listening to the music blaring through my headphones. The morning sunshine was streaming in through the windows and I hadn’t even gotten a wink of sleep. My brain likes to hate me on days like this. Insomnia only seemed to arrive at the time when either everything was going to hell or I was stressed. Today it was a combination of the two.

Insomnia was also one of the worst possible things for my particular power. It’s usual insistence to absorb life seemed to be dialed up to 3 thousand. It’s typical itchiness under my gloves had now grown into a horrible irritation that was steadily spreading over every single cell of my body.

Eyeing the plants on the window sill I finally made up my mind about the debate I had been having with myself for over ten minutes. Maybe absorbing just one of my spider plants couldn’t hurt right?

Just as I was pulling the fingers of my glove off my hand, I distantly heard Gemma running into my room. I pulled my headphones off and looked at my roommate who had the giddiest expression all over her face.

“Uh yes?”

“Guess who’s on campus right now?”

“With the way you’re acting I would say Santa Claus.”

“What no? I mean close but no.”

“Well then who?” I asked as I pulled my glove fully back on again. The singing under my skin only getting worse and worse.

“Tek Knight.” The moment that the name left Gemma’s mouth I felt my face scrunch up in disgust. You learn a lot about people when you grow up around them and… Uncle Tek was a staple in our household after my dad met him at some random premiere.

“What? Why are you making that face?”

“Nothing. I didn’t know you liked the whole Tek Knight thing.”

“Oh right yeah I love those shows. I mean they’re pretty bad but that kind of makes them good you know?”

“Yup totally get that. I, shit, I need to get to class. I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t worry! But come find me if you do see Tek Knight, I need to ask him stuff about some of the episodes.”

“Okay! See you in a bit.”

I adjust the straps of my canvas bag and start to scratch at my wrist. I had specifically chosen my least scratchiest gloves right before leaving the dorm but they didn’t seem to be doing me any favors. Fuck. I buried my head in my hands and tried to just fucking breath.

That only seemed to make the situation worse. Even with my eyes closed I could still practically hear everyone’s life flowing through their very veins. After everything that I had learnt about Vought and what they were doing in the school I really didn’t want to take another one of the pills.

The sounds of bustling students started to fall away as the itchiness grew and grew. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to go cold turkey on an experimental drug with one of the most volatile powers.

I suddenly came down to earth when a hand started shaking my shoulder, my entire body jumped and I grabbed hold of whoever’s hand was shaking me and twisted on instinct.

“Woah Vic. Vic! Calm the fuck down.” My eyes flew open and it felt like the fog had cleared up, looking down at me with a disturbed look over their face was Jordan. Jordan whose hand I currently had in a weird death grip.

“Fuck shit. Sorry.” I said as I let go of her hand and went back to scratching my wrist.

“No umm don’t worry about it. Are you okay?”

“Yeah fine. What’s up?”

“Fine? Dude you literally nearly pulled my arm off.”

“Yeah I’m sorry about that. I’m a little stressed, I didn’t sleep much last night.”

“Me neither. It seems like this whole fucked up sit- Wait is that Rufus?”

“What?”

“Why the fuck is Marie talking to Rufus?” I turned my head and leaned to the side so the tree wasn’t blocking my view and right there was Marie talking to some bleach blonde dude.

“Rufus? As in the one you warned me about?”

“Yeah the very same.”

“Huh. Wait oh shit where are they going?” I asked as Rufus started to lead Marie with a hand on her forearm.

“No idea but we should probably follow them. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah I should be fine in a bit.”

“Ok maybe take a nap soon?”

“Only if you join me.” I said in a sing-song voice as we started to follow Marie and Rufus. I felt another headache starting to form behind my eyes but shook it off. Time to sort out priorities… like flirting with Jordan.

“Flirt.”

“Tease.” I wink at them and she just throws her head back and laughs before shifting and nudging my shoulder with theirs.

As we followed the pair I got more and more nervous, especially when they got to the dorm rooms. I exchanged worried glances with Jordan and continued to shadow them. I only broke out into a full on sprint when Rufus shut the door to a dorm behind him, pulling Marie inside.

“Shit! Rufus open the goddamn door!” I yelled as I started banging with my gloved fists.

“Rufus you creep you better open the fucking door.” Jordan screamed beside me, I moved out of the way as they hit the door harder and harder, until it finally gave way with a blast of her power. What I very much didn’t expect to see was Marie suddenly covered in a spray of blood and Rufus falling to the side, clutching his dick?

“Marie fuck. Are you okay?”

“Nice work. Now come on.” Jordan said in a calm tone as we hauled Marie up from the floor and they passed her a towel. I spared a glance back at Rufus and sent him the bird before we left the dorm room.

“Are you okay?” I asked Marie, sending her a small smile. The added adrenaline was not helping the forming headache.

“That was fucking dope. How did you do that?” Jordan added.

“Uh I have no idea, I’ve never been able to do that before… should we call somebody?”

“Nah, that guy deserved it.” I said as I rubbed my fingertips on my temples.

“Are you okay?” Marie asked as she nervously clutched the towel in her hands.

“Oh yeah, fine. No need to worry about little old me.” They both looked at me with raised eyebrows and Jordan had a whole calculating look on their face that was frankly slightly freaking me out.

“Hmm sure.”

“Also Marie what the fuck were thinking going to him for help?”

“I can’t just do nothing.”

“Ok before this turns into another fight, no idea why the fuck you guys hate each other so much but I’m going to go. My head is literally killing me right now.” Jordan’s face relaxed from one of slowly building rage to something much softer.

“Vic? Do you want to go down to the health center or something?”

“Nah I’m going to go lie down for a bit.”

“I’ve got to go as well. Get this blood off of me.”

“You know, maybe a thank you would have been nice!” Jordan yelled out towards Marie’s already retreating back.

“For what exactly?”

“Wow next time we won’t go around rescuing again.”

“You didn’t do anything.”

“Fucking did.”

“I exploded his dick.”

“God you guys are so fucking childish.” I said with a slight laugh in my voice and started to walk down the hall.

“Because we distracted him! Tagteam cocksplosion am I right Vic?” I chuckled and just let Jordan put her arm around my shoulders after they jogged up to my side.

“Whatever you say darling.”

I had been able to sleep for a few hours before I was rudely awakened by a really loud phone call. The headache continued to persist and the itchiness was at an all time worst.

“Hello?” I spoke into the phone’s speaker, my voice was groggy and scratchy. I should take some Vought pills… no, nope not again. Not unless they are a necessity.

“Darling! How are you Victoria?” Spoke the overly cheery voice of my honorary uncle, his baritone seemed to rattle through my brain.

“Uncle Tek?”

“Yes darling. How would you like to have a feature on the show? Andre walked out and a little birdie told me that you had known Luke.”

“Only for a few hours…”

“Perfect that should be enough. Can you meet me at Auditorium 5 in 20?”

“Uh… sure?”

“Wonderful. See you soon kiddo!” The phone line clicked off and I let out a loud groan into the empty room. Fuck me.

For ten torturous minutes I stood in front of my mirror trying to get myself into a slightly presentable state. My eyeliner kept getting messed up because of my shaky hands and everything else just seemed to be impossible to do. Finally I was able to just slick my hair back and throw on some lipstick before walking gingerly out of the door and towards the Performing Arts school.

“Kiddo! Wow you look so old now.”

“That’s what happens when time passes, Uncle Tek. How have you been?” I asked as the taller man engulfed me in a quick hug. I suppressed the flinch that the action had caused. The pain was getting worse.

“Good, good. I really did miss you Victoria. I’m sorry I’ve gotten so busy.”

“Oh that’s okay I’ve been insanely busy as well. What exactly did you need me to do?”

“Just answer some questions, we just need some extra background on Luke.”

“Uh okay.”

“Wonderful, have a seat and we can get started. Three free thugs set three thugs free. Three free thus set three thugs free.”

I flinched slightly as I sat down on the cushioned chair and started to run my gloved hands over the seams. You can do this.

“So here we are joined by Victoria Oaks, daughter to the actor Adrian Oaks - better known as Frostbite. How well did you know Golden Boy, Victoria?”

“Oh not well, I mean I’ve known Andre for a while but I only really met Luke a few days before the official first day of school.”

“And what did you think of him? Did he seem deranged to you?” My body immediately tensed up and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

“Luke was a perfectly normal and stable guy. He was also genuinely nice.”

“Have you heard of how many serial killers were also known as ‘nice’?”

“Yes of course but Luke wasn’t like-”

“You did say that you only really knew him for a few hours. How would you know his true nature? Also sorry for my poor choice of words, instead of serial killer I feel like the word murderer or monster might be more apt.” My jaw dropped in a shocked gasp, my brain wasn’t ready for this kind of barrage of information. I thought this would be a normal interview, especially because well I knew Tek.

“Uncle Tek… what are you trying to get at here?”

“Just the truth Victoria. The whole truth.” Fuck this, no wonder Andre walked out on this interview. I had always been glad that I never got to be on the other end of Tek’s interrogation tactics, now I know why.

“Look, Uncle Tek. My head is killing me right now, would it be okay if we just postponed this?” I said, trying to be as nice as possible. Tek’s face fell, almost as if a switch had been flipped.

“Shit cut the cameras. Kid are you okay? Are you taking the pills?” I narrowed my eyes at him and shifted to the right.

“How do you know about the pills?”

“I do still talk to your dad, you know.”

“Right yeah. Uh, would it be okay if I just…”

“Of course, I’ll walk you back myself.”

“You really don’t have to do that, plus I need to make sure you take those pills. Your dad might actually kill me if I don’t take care of his daughter.” You mean his asset I thought.

I laid in bed after Tek had dropped me off with a promise that he would call me in a bit. He also insisted I take the pills. Looking down at the silver packaging I felt my spine shudder. Those little green pills could do wonders right now but what were they actually doing to my powers?

Looking back on it I can’t even remember how I started taking these, there was never a reason as to why. They just appeared one day and dad made me promise that I would take them. I must have been 7 or 8 maybe. It was just after another one of the incidents… or was it?

I scrunched up my eyebrows in contemplation as I continued to stare at the green tablets. I had to be at a Superhero Branding class soon and it would be better to actually be vaguely coherent when I attended it. So…

“Fuck it.” I poked one of the little capsules out and popped it into my mouth before washing it down with a sip from my water bottle. I’ll go cold turkey tomorrow.

I twirled my pen between my fingers as I watched on to the clusterfuck that was Tek Knight interrogating someone. If I looked anything like Marie did in this moment I was probably a mess on camera. Ugh. At least the headache was gone and my power had quieted down into a soft hum under my skin. All it had taken was one tiny little fucking pill that I didn’t even want to take in the first place.

“Jordan’s the hero. Not me.” I shook out my stupor as I focused on Marie again. Holy shit she actually did it. I looked over to Jordan and they had a similar look of shock on her face. They must have realized I was looking over at them because she turned to lock eyes with me. I mouthed ‘holy shit’ and they responded by mouthing ‘I know’ back.

The whole class watched with bated breaths as Marie grabbed her bag and basically stormed out of the classroom. I looked over to Tek and rolled my eyes before grabbing my own bag and shoving my tablet and books into the small space.

“Hey! Jordan, wait up.” I exclaimed as I jogged up to the door where they were already pulling the handle.

“Yeah?”

“Want to hang out or something? I found some extra weed in my bag this morning and well… it kind of looks like you need it.”

“Are you just trying to stop me from following Marie?”

“What! That is a baseless accusation. Why would I ever…” I exclaimed in an overly dramatic voice but when I saw that Jordan wasn’t all that amused I changed my tactic, “Yeah I am. Marie just went through a Tek Knight interrogation™ so maybe just give her some space. I promise I will come with you when you want to talk to her.”

“Yeah I- I get that. Let’s get some of that weed you were talking about.”

“Where the fuck did you get this shit?”

“Hmm?” I asked as I shifted over on the bed so I was now facing Jordan, their face was totally blissed out. They looked ethereal.

“This is really good weed.”

“Oh yeah… I grow it.”

“What?” Jordan turned to look at me this time and actually seemed sort of surprised that I had been staring at her so intensely.

“Yeah… I mean I love plants and I got bored one day. It’s all legal in LA, plus my dad is keeping it up for me.”

“You’re so fucking cool.”

“What are you talking about? You’re literally the definition of cool in my book. You’re funny, awesome and really fucking incredible.” I said, poking Jordan slightly in the shoulder with a playful smile on my face.

“Sureee. God I wish I could fucking kiss you right now.” My jaw dropped in the same instant that Jordan’s face went from calm to ‘OH SHIT’.

“Oh fuck wait forget I said that I’m high, yup I’m high-”

“Woah Jordan, chill. I also would love to kiss you right now.” I interrupted Jordan’s frankly very cute rambling by pressing my gloved fingers to their lips and smoothing over the skin on their cheek. A second later they shifted and he looked at me with the most beautiful smile.

“Really?”

“Yes really. I’ve wanted to kiss you for a while actually.” I giggled slightly and continued to stroke my fingertips lightly over his features. Their hand came up and dragged my gloved hand to his mouth where they placed a delicate kiss over my fingertips, then my knuckles, then-

The door flew open with a bang and we jumped apart as if we had scalding water thrown over us. Standing in the doorway were Emma, Marie and Gemma - all with varying expressions of concern, awe and surprise on their faces.

“Uh we’re sorry to interrupt whatever this is but we need to go.” Gemma said with a desperate tone in her voice.

“Right yup okay. What’s going on exactly?” I asked as I jumped up from the bed and started to straighten out my gloves. “Wait- Emma?”

“No time to explain. Sam is planning to kill Dr. Cardosa. We need to go.”

“Shit, Dr. Cardosa. He used to work with Brink. I know where he lives.” Jordan said as they smirked slightly in my direction. I smiled back and stood there for a few seconds, as if entranced by their eyes.

“Great, let’s go then.”

“Right yup.”

I jogged in behind Jordan and started to take off my gloves. This Dr. Cardosa’s house was actually pretty nice, the paintings were also tasteful huh? Who thought an evil doctor had good taste in art?

I heard the refrigerator hitting something hard before I saw it. Andre was standing with his arms outstretched towards who I assumed was Sam, who instantly threw it off and turned towards Andre with rage painted all over his features. But he stopped short when he caught my eyes. He narrowed them and tilted his head.

“I know you. How did you get out? ARE YOU WITH THEM NOW?”

“I-uh I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve never seen you before in my life.” I stuttered out, this whole situation was just getting weirder and weirder. And how the fuck would he know me?

“I recognise your voice. I’m Sam, we used to-”

“Woah okay maybe we should just take a second to breathe.” Sam took his eyes away from mine and looked at Andre.

“You- you fucking caught me. You’re one of them!”

“We didn’t know who you were then.” Marie exclaimed as she started to make calming gestures with her hands.

“Sam let us help you!”

“No Cate! You are never touching me again! Get the fuck out of here. You’re all fucking puppets.” That made me stop short, puppets? That seemed to rattle something in my brain that I couldn’t quite understand.

“Sam, you said I was your hero okay? Let me help you.”

“No, no. They’re not.”

“What the fuck is his problem?” I turned to look at Andre, that fucking idiot.

“Andre…”

“What did you just say to me?” Sam grabbed Andre and proceeded to smash him into the hard floor, actually cracking it before throwing him into the fireplace. Holy shit. Marie then did her whole cool blood manipulation stuff which was quite honestly insane to see in action while I just stood there sort of frozen.

The pill’s effects had started to wear off and the migraine was coming back full force. The itchiness was building up quite steadily and without the gloves on my hands all I wanted to do was grab someone and take and take and take.

I was thrown out of my stupor when I realized that everyone had somehow gotten outside while I was busy staring down at my naked hands. The short nails covered in remains of black nail polish seemed to glare at me. Begging to just scratch something.

“Victoria, Victoria look at me.” I looked up to see that Dr. Cardosa was steadily moving towards me with his hands steadily up in the air. “You need to take the pill.”

“What?”

“You need to take-”

I groggily opened my eyes to bright sunshine streaming onto my face. Fuck that was weird. I brought up my hand to wipe the sleep from my eyes when something hard seemed to hit my face instead.

I brought my hand up in front of me and realized it was covered in some sort of diamond shell… and my gloves were gone. Looking down I also realized I was very naked, lying in bed next to Jordan.

What the fucking fuck?

hope you enjoyeddd - i literally did research on vic's powers for like an hour to figure out that last scene. lmk what you think !!

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miss0atae · 3 months

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Random thoughts about Dead Friend Forever ep 7:

I never thought I would find this series so compelling but the more we dive into the past, the more I found it disturbing. One thing is certain... no one is innocent!

▪️ The group of friends is still shitty as ever. They are still mistreating Non and the abuse is getting worse now that he escaped prison. They still need him and use him. I wish I knew why doing this short movie with them is so vital for Non, because nothing really is worth staying with them. I understand he was involved in the making of it and wants to see the end, but frankly they are doing everything to drive him away and he still comes back. Leave! Find another group of cinema enthusiasts and create another movie. His life is already a horror movie, why do you want to make one? I wish I could get into the world of this series to slap the face of everyone in this group. They make me so angry.

▪️ Tee is still a bad guy who never learn. He disgust me. Top never change too. He is still so freaking annoying. I can't stand his face. Fluke is a coward who hide behind his friends but he thinks the same as them. Por is an infuriating a******. He is whining all the time. It's is unbearable. He also has an ego the size of the Everest. They are as bad as each other.

▪️ Let's not talk about Jin.... I knew he wasn't that great too. I always felt it. I mean, how can you be part of the good guy when you hang around the likes of Por or Top (just to name a few)? Of course, he was having a crush on Non. Everyone could see it! However, what he did was so bad. It could be considered as revenge p*** even if they never were lovers at one point. I can understand him being sad or angry, but sending it online just because he was having an unrequited crush, it was so disappointing. Jin is as bad as the rest of the group and even thought I knew it deep down, I was still let down. I wanted the series to show me I was wrong.

▪️ In the same category, I can also say things about the teacher. He was always very touchy with Non. Everyone seems to either want to abused him or date him, there is no in between. The teacher wanted him and got him. Non told him the truth about what was going with him and the teacher said he would help him... but it wasn't for free of just because he had a kind heart. It was hard to watch. I felt Non was forced to do it, but at the same time when Phee asked him, he lied about it. Why?! Did he feel pressure by Phee too, in some way? In addition, I believe the teacher is not was he seems to be. Is he an undercover cops working on the scam accounts? I feel like I lost it a bit at one point because I was too focus on what was going on with Non.

▪️ There is also Phee... I really like the first part of this episode when we saw him having a cute relationship with Non. He really seemed to love Non. He asked him to be his boyfriend but Non never said yes. Phee helped Non when he was arrested and he wanted the best for him. However, in the end, Non lied to him several times and betrayed Phee's trust. I believe they were good for each other. Ta Nannakun has an amazing chemistry with Barcode. He has spellbinding eyes. I just need to add that here. After seeing the video Jin sent online, he rejected Non's love and I believe it's the starting point of everything.

▪️ Let's face it... Non is being driven mad by everything happening to him. I don't even know if there is an exit for him. We are watching him slowly losing any hope. I don't feel any fear for the group of friends. I want them to suffer because they are terrible people, but since Non is being missing in the present, I guess nothing really happened to them in the past. They will just drive him further into madness. Especially now that Jin is angry at him and won't even try to help him.

▪️ I hope Phee became friend with them to make them pay and suffer. I just want to know if he really has feeling for Jin, in the present. Is Tan and White also helping him in his revenge quest or are they just innocents victims dragged into this mess. I know White is Tee's boyfriend but how did Tan got in their group?

The next episode is still in the past and it should be the last flashback. I really want to know what is going to happen. Dead Friend Forever is more interesting than what it appeared at first.

#my thoughts #thai series #thai bl #bl drama #bl series #be on cloud #dead friend forever #dff the series #dff spoilers #dead friend forever the series #I can't stand the group #Phee became my MVP after this episode but White is still my fav #I hope for revenge and despair #I'm so invested now #episode 7

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Do you think ur going to do a review or analysis of the live action? Because even tho i kinda liked it i think i have the same problem that you have with the characters, like zoro. It's weird bc i think that the characterization of the characters is kinda good, but also there's something laking, i think it's the removal of some core senes but honestly idk fully if it's that or something else. I know they had short time to adapt like 90 chapters, but i think the time they had would be better used if they didn't had the b plot be abt garp. Tho that's also not right, bc i think some of the scenes with the marines were fun? But in this case i think garp characterization is just not that great.

Idk its super weird bc i feel the world is really one piece and it was fun to watch but there's some things that are kinda :/

Okay uh, let me preface this by saying part of my degree had to do with adaptation - in terms of what it is and how it's really god damn hard. So this live action intrigues me not just as a one piece fan, but in terms of my studies, and I have no doubt my favourite teacher is getting a kick out of this as we speak lol.

If you don't want spoilers for ep 1, don't read under the cut. If you don't want to feel bummed out cause you super enjoyed the show, also don't read. I am analysing this in a very critical way because I was dead interested in how this was handled.

I have only watched one episode, I can only judge so far at the moment, so feel free to take this all with a grain of salt. There is indeed charm in this series! The only thing is, there's charm when it's trying to be itself exclusively, and it falls really flat when trying to replicate One Piece because...I didn't feel One Piece from this in any sense. Any 'faithful' shots I received felt like a cheap replica attempting to force some nostalgic emotion out of me with nothing earned.

And, from what I can see, that's the problem here. This series isn't sure how loyal it should really be, nor is it sure how much fidelity it should keep - but it's trying to remind me at every damn second "This IS One Piece, do you SEE One Piece?" And it's not just me saying this, the producers themselves admitted that they were TRYING to be loyal. A quote from them is;

“What we learned is the fans are expecting you to be true to the source material,” says executive producer Marty Adelstein, whose Tomorrow Studios produced “Cowboy Bebop” for Netflix before embarking on “One Piece....As we read the comments, it was always, ‘Well, they didn’t do this character the same as this and that.’ … It really taught us a lot of what we needed to do with this one.” “It became everyone’s goal to make sure that when you looked at the show, you thought this was a live-action version of the manga that just felt like another feather in the legacy of Oda,” (source)

So here's my question here, to myself and One Piece fans - did you FEEL like you were watching a 1:1 version of these characters? Did these characters FEEL like themselves instead of being TOLD they're apparently themselves?

Of course, it's an adaptation! It's supposed to be different! But this statement directly contradicts that, and so does everything else. After all they apparently hired Oda to 'check off' on it, they used the Japanese VAs for the Japanese audio version of it, they even have the manga/anime version of Luffy sitting there in the One Piece logo - constantly reminding me OF the original no matter what I do.

So with all these comments, and with all these decisions, what else to expect but "Oh, so they're planning to stay loyal and not deviate from the original? This is clearly their goal."

And that's where the problem ensues for me, because they try DESPERATELY to ham fist in original source material, they really want me to point at the screen and go "JUST LIKE THE MANGA!", but they're not going all in on it and, as such, the changes become increasingly obvious that this ISN'T the same. Because, if you only have a BIT of Zoro's character implemented from the original, but not ALL of it, what else am I to see but a bastardised version of the original here?

This script does this thing where it's giving me beats of Zoro, but not all of Zoro, and suddenly I'm left with a guy who's a weird, bizarro version of Zoro. He's not quite original enough to feel like his own being, and he's not quite loyal enough to feel like the original. And of course, it's not just Zoro, but it's this way for the other characters too.

The 'loyalty' the producers are talking about, and the lesson they've seem to have learnt here is; "We need to unnaturally shove in as much fidelity as we can in an exposition-dump, so we can get it out of the way, make everyone feel like we're respecting the source, and get on to the original scenes that add nothing but a laugh."

And...it's a shame! It's weird to say this series would, so far, be better if they weren't TRYING to replicate One Piece's energy, but from everything I am seeing, it's clearly what they are trying to do. This show has charm when it has its OWN charm, but cutting from a fun little original scene to an exposition dump of lore is so incredibly jarring I don't even really know what to make of it.

For example, we were shown Zoro being tied up to a pole. We are going to point at it and go "I remember that!" but then...the whole reasoning is different, the motives are different, and...the time is all different? In all respect, this series is doing what Disney live actions are doing, where they are giving me MORE scenes with LESS information - and due to seemingly TRYING to be loyal, it feels like the original scenes are fun, but a waste of time due to the exposition dumps being incredibly rushed and lacklustre.

In a complete ironic twist, their desperation to be loyal has them falling flat, so instead I'm seeing a hollow replica of what One Piece is - when it could've been an original live action that's trying to work on its strengths of BEING its own live action.

All in all, the first ep would've been fine if I turned my brain off, but I don't...watch One Piece to do that. I don't ever feel numbed by One Piece, and by all means I was given the expectation that this WOULD be the story RETOLD but with BIGGER action and LARGER characters because they just LOVE Oda and respect him SO MUCH!

But at the end of the day, for a first impression, I got another Netflix live action that COULD work on itself, but ultimately is making me appreciate the original a lot more. It's making me appreciate Oda's writing more, the Strawhat's original characters more, and the world more. It seems great as a digestible family show, which I'm sure is what Netflix wanted, but it's already got me feeling uneasy.

Of course, this could very well change the more I get through, and I'm very open to it, but the first episode in itself makes for a fascinating case study on the fidelity of anime live action adaptations.

And just in case anyone gets up in arms because there seems to be a weird forced positivity crusade on this series right now, Oda himself has said he intends to happily take criticism, because he knows it'll come from a place of love. This by no means is a disrespect to Oda, and is more a look in on how Netflix operates.

#ask #long post #i will tag this under #melon speaks #this is a brutally honest review of what the first ep alone has given me so like #if you don't WANT to see criticism of the series just don't read this please lmao #opla spoilers

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utsukushii kare really said we’re going to take two of the most fascinating, interesting, well-characterised characters to have ever been written and not just stick them in the same show, but put them in one of the most incredible relationships to be seen on screen and i cannot thank them enough for it. seriously, if you consider the fact that at this point we’re at ep 8 of a 30 minute runtime show; that’s 4 hours. i’ve watched other bls, heck even other ordinary shows, that can’t even cram enough characterisation into a character that hira or kiyoi have in their little fingernail. im not joking. and nothing shows that better than kiyoi in this ep.

i love that we’re already getting an episode from his perspective. we had to wait all the way until ep 4 of season 1 to see things from his side, and that was such an amazing twist and reveal and still to this day that ep makes me cry. but im so glad we get to see his perspective sooner. bc we don’t need that shock twist anymore, instead it serves as a good balance to see where both our characters are at in the first 2 eps. and yet again, seeing things from kiyoi’s pov just opens up the absolute treasure trove that is his character. there are so many stand out points from this ep that i wanna mention but I’ll wait until my big ‘favourite parts of utsukushii kare s2 ep2’ post to list them all. what i wanna say here is that every bit of his character we get to see in this ep comes together so well to create such an interesting, multi-faceted and well-rounded character that it’s kind of astounding. we start off with his softness and vulnerability that’s countered perfectly against hira’s timid reaction, and then we jump back to high school to see this full on longing and the frustration that comes with that, waiting to be confessed to. i wanted to say this about the first season but this serves a good opportunity too; I find it so interesting how they portray hira and kiyoi’s ‘seme and uke’ dynamic (im gonna use those terms bc i can’t think of any better way to describe it, just know im referring more to a more dominant vs more submissive personality, like the confesser vs the confesse, and not anything sexual). You could so easily watch this show, hear the premise, even see the characters, hira and his chronic shyness, kiyoi and his undeniable popularity, and easily place those labels; hira the uke, kiyoi the seme. but in reality, kiyoi so clearly wants to be the uke, and very much is the uke. he begs in his head for hira to confess his feelings fo him, half bc maybe he needs hira to be brave where he can’t be, but I think also half bc he just wants to be confessed to. He wants the boy he likes to tell him he likes him, just like he wants to cuddle in his lap and be looked after. it probably stems from this want to be loved, chosen to be loved, and be cared for where he felt he wasn’t before, but it’s just so refreshing and such an interesting subversion of expectations, to see inside cool, popular kiyoi’s head and it’s just him begging for this shy, nobody kid to like him, and say it out loud.

and then I’ve touched on this before, but you get to see his earnest drive and passion to do what he loves. the cool kid that should fit the stereotype of never caring about anything, pushing to do the thing he loves, putting himself out there. I just can’t describe how excellent of a subversion that is. and the way he is with people at work, with Anna, polite and cordial and sweet, it’s such a reverse of kiyoi’s tsundere shortness and bluntness with hira that it not only shows us that yes, we weren’t hallucinating, there really is an infinite pool of softness within kiyoi that pours out more and more every time we see him, but also shows us that kiyoi is maybe only his true self with Hira. he’s not this polite, nice boy, nor is he this cool, cold popular guy, he’s somewhere in the middle, a fascinating mix of both, that only hira gets to see the full extent of, and I think that says a lot about how comfortable he is with Hira, and how much he trusts him. as much as it may be bad that hira will never find fault with kiyoi, it also makes him his sanctity, his true safe place, where he can breathe and grow and truly be whatever he wants, soft, angry, cute, cool, vulnerable, hira will take it all and adore it no matter what.

and then we get his jealousy of koyama, his protectiveness and possessiveness of hira. it’s kind of endearing how he still feels these things when hira shows him such endless devotion, it’s a testament to how normal he sees their relationship compared to hira, and how he therefore allows himself to feel normal relationship things, including possessiveness. but also in this scene i really love how kiyoi is let’s himself doubt himself, and only when it comes to hira. i feel like we’ve only ever seen him been unsure of himself when it comes to the things he loves, namely his dream of being a performer, and hira. he only looses confidence when he doesn’t do well in the competition in high school, and is only ever doubtful when it comes to hira’s feelings about him, and how he is with hira, maybe bc they’re the only things he truly wants to last forever. so what does he do, just like he does with his acting career? he puts in sincere effort. he humbles himself taking that recipe from koyama, and despite his cluelessness and clear lack of skills, he still tries his absolute hardest to do something for hira. he cooks him a meal, one of the most ordinary and sincere expressions of love. and his shy smile the whole time, him waiting excitedly for hira to come home, it’s such a fantastically endearing contrast from the cold, removed kiyoi we know early in s1 that you almost can’t reconcile them as the same character, and yet the steps that got us here make it clear that they are in fact the same person, that both those people live inside kiyoi and that’s amazing. and of course something as ordinary as cooking a meal for your boyfriend can never be normal for hira and kiyoi but the chaos unfolds is what makes them absolutely them. it mirrors what kiyoi says at the start of the ep about Hira, ‘if it wasn’t disgusting, it wouldn’t be hira’. It’s the same for kiyoi, and the same for their relationship. they don’t want to change it fundamentally, don’t want to take away the things that make it them, they just want to find a way to take this thing they both want and love and build it, strengthen it, so it can last. and i’ll say it until I’m blue in the face, but that’s why kiyoi’s personality, his bluntness, works so well for hira. it provides this iron wall of reassurance based in truth that he needs. I think ‘im not dating a pebble’ might be my stand out line from a bl in 2023 already but it’s also so ridiculously laced in meaning. Kiyoi doesn’t see hira as just some rock, some insignificant thing on the side of the road, that’s not what he’s dating. He’s dating hira, the person. And I think this push for hira to see himself as a person is only something that kiyoi can do because, in a way, hira was the one to see Kiyoi first. I’m a different way, because of the complex hira still has around kiyoi, he may not be a person yet, but hira still saw him in a way no one else did because he cared enough to look and keep looking. He stared and stared at every bit of kiyoi, including the uncool parts, the embarrassing parts, the sweet parts, the upset and angry parts, he’s the one that saw it all and never once looked away. The invisible kid made him feel seen. And I think for someone that’s always looked at but never seen, that’s what you really want.

So yes, this may have collapsed into another ramble, but I hope I can just convey some of the sense of how whole of a character kiyoi feels, even just by the points in this ep. And I just love that he’s allowed to be it all, be chaotic and messy and imperfect and a work in progress while still helping hira along too. I’ve never seen a bl couple that feel so much like they’re growing together, figuring themselves out as people and as a couple and it’s just so fucking refreshing and interesting and beautiful to watch and i will never ever shut up about it

#here’s your weekly ‘im so in love with utsukushii kare it’s unreal’ rant #and I call this the kiyoi edition #seriously he’s my favourite character in anything ever #and I would do anything literally anything to see him happy #oh god im down so bad #utsukushii kare #utsukushii kare 2 #my beautiful man #my beautiful man 2

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Volleying Hearts: Navigating Love and Insecurities in Twins the Series, Ep. 10

We're heading into the last leg of Twins The Series and I am still loving every second of it. This show has been giving me everything I wanted since the first time I watched the

I might be in the very small portion of viewers that aren't completely frustrated by this show, at least from what I can tell with all the reviews that came out with the latest episode, but that's because I can't wait for shit to hit the fan. I'm actually okay with the fact that they're waiting until episode 11 for the truth to come out, because I predict—I'm really hoping—that the fallout is going to be painful for everyone.

Man, Sprite has been so love-starved since his childhood that I completely understand why he still hasn't come clean to First about who he really is. Yes, it's terrible that he still hasn't confessed and yes, he has had several opportunities presented to do so. But how do you build up that confidence to lose maybe the only one who loves you for being you? The only one that sees you more than just a nuisance? Sprite doesn't have that confidence, he doesn't even have enough self-worth to believe that First would still love him even if he wasn't Zee.

Not only that, growing up Sprite was the more passive twin, he was the people-pleaser out of both of them. He was the one that let kids mock him and his brother. He's the one that tries to smooth over the fallen puzzle, when all he is met with resounding disapproval. Sure, Sprite was able to leave volleyball behind, but it's not exactly like his father had chosen him either, so of course he felt like he was the black sheep. Hell, he'd been doing double practices for two collegiate level sports and his father doesn't even stop to ask him if he's alright. Not even Salmon truly asked if Sprite was okay. Almost everyone in his life has reinforced that it would be better if he was just like Zee.

So Sprite's selfish. He's been starved of love so he hoards the affection like it's precious commodity. He takes what he can get as Zee, because he believes that First will only love him as Zee. Zee is the one that First has history with. Zee is the one that he saw everyday in their club. Sprite is not Zee, his parents have made that abundantly clear with how they lookover Sprite for Zee. If the people who should love him unconditionally prefer Zee, why would First be any different?

And he clings to as much love as he can get from First while being Zee. It’s the way Sprite holds tightly onto First’s neck, as if he’s afraid that if let’s him go, he’ll will disappear. Sprite asks First to not overthink his changing personalities, but First (reasonably) responds that he's not able to do that. Sprite accepts its, but the way his face shifts and his nose twitches tells a different story. Those nose flares are so incredibly subtle, but it really shows where Sprite is at mentally with the conversation, almost as if he’s trying to keep his own insecurities at bay. It's not that he just understands First's words at face value, but also he's self-aware of how losing First is a very real possibility if he were to find out that he's been lying to him this whole time. So he curls himself in more into First, closer to his heart, because for now he does have him.

There's the irony, First loves Sprite because he's Sprite, not because he's Zee. First might be the only one that truly understands even a fraction of what it's like to be cast aside by a parent because of Zee. He's been subjected to Zee's apparent disdain for years, he's been with him competing for his father's attention, only to fall short. He's not their coach's, his father's, favorite, no that's Zee.

And now that "same" Zee that hated him, now showers him with so much love and attention. It's like a dream for First, only that each time that the actual Zee returns without him knowing, that same dream turns into a nightmare. Every insecurity that he had in competing against Zee comes back and he can't help but think that Zee is only fucking with him, metaphorically and literally, to kill the competition. In his eyes, there's no complete security in their relationship, not when Zee goes from hot to cold at a moment's notice and especially not when he sees Zee a little too close to Salmon.

First loves Sprite so much, that he's being tortured by his love because he is being left in the dark. Even when they're together, cuddling after having sex, their minds are so far apart that they can't even truly bask in their love. Each one worrying about two different possibilities and what it means to them and their relationship.

So yeah, Sprite could have and should have come clean about not being Zee. I'm sure later he will later realize that it would have been easier to explain how he was actually Zee's twin, Sprite, than whatever pain they're going to endure when the truth actually comes out. But when you feel undeserving of love, and those around you seem to agree, opting for switching lives may seem like a gentler path.

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just thought I'd share this lil' thing that I didn't like about epilogue!Amity's hairstyle

it's not that it looks bad, I think the hairstyle on it's own looks fine, plus I also quite like the addition of Grom crystals to the hairtie. no, rather it's about how I interpreted changes in Amity's hairstyles, and how the one she had in the epilogue didn't really fit that "progression", I guess

from season 1 to the first few eps of season 2, Amity had dyed green hair, that was kept in a high tight ponytail (or at least the bangs were). it's pretty obvious that it's supposed to show that she's under her mother's control, to the point where she even somewhat looks like a young copy of her, since Odalia and Amity both have same colored green hair held in a high bun and ponytail respectively (it's not a 1 to 1 similarity, but still close enough).

even when she was a kid and didn't have dyed hair yet, Amity still had it in the exact same hairstlyle (showing that, again, she's under her mother's control)

after she decides to choose her own path and not follow Odalia's wishes, Amity dyes her hair purple (same color as abomination) and lets her hair down. lets it "be free" from the tight ponytail, like how she's free from her mother's control

and the only time in season 2 where she changes up her hairstyle, she puts it in a low bun instead of a high one

(though you could say its because you can't really put such short hair in a high bun, but whatever)

after that, her hair stays the same throughout the rest of season 2 and 3. and even when it grows out a bit, she still keeps it down (keeps it free, if you will)...

...until the epilogue, where it's suddenly back in a high tight ponytail

although it's not exactly the same style of a ponytail, since some of her bangs aren't pulled back into it, I still thought it was a bit weird, since I always interpreted Amity's hairstyles as:

hair (and/or bangs) in a high ponytail – controlled by her mother (since Odalia's hairstyle is almost the exact same as that)

hair let down, "free" from the high ponytail – free from her mom's control

so seeing it be back in the hairstyle that's (somewhat) similar to the "mini-Odalia" one, felt kinda wrong. I think it'd be better if Amity either had a braid, low bun/ponytail or just kept it down, like it was for the majority of season 3

but that's just my thoughts on it. I obviously don't think Amity having this hairstyle in the epilogue ruins the show or whatever, it just felt out of place because of it not matching my previous interpretations

#toh critical

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headfullofpresley · 1 year

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maybe you can write a little something about this, during the 68 comeback special elvis says this to the reader.

𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐭𝐞

Word count: 1,9K

Warnings: fan!reader, '68 cb special, elvis being a menace, infidelity, sexual innuendos/tension, smutty if you squint.

A/N: honestly- the urge to turn this into a full on smut was so strong 💀. might still do it if y'all twist my arm hard enough...

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You had been a fan of Elvis Presley for as long as you could remember.

Magazine clippings, records, signed Christmas cards sent out by EP Enterprises, movie posters – name it and you had it. You loved collecting those little things and decorating the first apartment you recently got with it.

You had met Elvis on several occassions during and before his time in Hollywood since you lived in California yourself. You weren’t ashamed to admit that you’d often hang around the outside of his home gates with other fans, catching a glimpse of him whenever he left the premises, or arrived back home from his schedule.

Luck was on your side, because you got more than just a glimpse. Elvis loved interacting with his fans and he was drawn to you the second he saw you, making sure to get familiar with you. You weren’t the type to scream hysterically in his face – not even when his eyes bored intensely into yours or when he’d hold your hand a little longer than anyone else’s – and he liked that about you.

Not to mention the fact that you were absolutely gorgeous and you were on his mind more often than you should.

The line between being a fan and friend to Elvis was starting to get thinner and although you did not openly brag about it, the other fans that you’d hang out with were starting to notice the shift between you and Elvis- most of them were jealous and it caused you to be pushed out of the group a little, getting nasty looks or mumbled insults whenever Elvis wasn’t around.

It made you feel a little awkward sometimes, but you didn’t care at all whenever the singer would greet you with a hug or a kiss.

In the end, you were the one who was winning.

Elvis had made a special request that you’d be present at the taping of the comeback special- when Joe told you the news, you were absolutely over the moon.

You called in sick at work on the day, not caring if it would get you in trouble or not. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and there was no way in hell you’d let it slip through your fingers.

That day, you spend a little longer on your hair and make-up than usual, but you wanted to make sure you looked pretty. You wanted to look beautiful for Elvis- ofcourse, the thought of being asked to come backstage was heavy on your mind. He had complimented you on your eyeliner a lot of times before, telling you it made your eyes pop. He also liked your locks curled and your dresses short; you’d seen his eyes lingering on your bare thighs plenty of times before.

As you got to Burbank and were seated at the front of the small square stage among other fans, you weren’t worried about the fact that you were so dressed up at all. Before leaving your apartment, you were nervous that the colorful scarf you makeshifted into a headband and hung down your back through your locks was a little too much, but seeing how much effort everyone put into their looks, you weren’t worried. With your little white dress and the color of your heels matching your scarf, you looked and felt amazing.

Elvis seemed to think the same thing- the second he came onto the stage and he fell back into his performing ways so effortlessly, he noticed you immediately. After all, he was the one who had made sure you’d be seated at the front. With your eyes looking up at him through those whispy long lashes, begging for his attention, he couldn’t help himself but come down to your side of the stage more often than he should.

You relished in the attention he was giving you, the combination of his eyes looking right into your soul and his voice touching all your senses making you blush like a fool. You were pretty sure the reason for you feeling so hot wasn’t because of the lighting in the studio, but rather the leather outfit adorning Elvis’ body.

As you moved your hair to one side and exposed the curve of your neck while fanning yourself with your hand, it had him shamelessly grunting in the mic.

Everyone figured it was part of the performance and it got them to swoon and scream, but as he shot you a sneaky wink, you knew better.

Your favorite singer took it a step further once he sat on a chair with a guitar in his lap, the other men you were all too familiar with surrounding him. As Scotty caught your eye, recognizing you from back in the day, he flashed you a quick smile and Elvis felt a pang of jealousy in his chest as you wiggled your fingers in a wave at the guitarist.

With his wife in the back of the audience and Susan, who he was sharing the sheets with now and then, backstage, Elvis knew he was being unreasonable. But how was he even expected to behave when you looked so damn stunning among that crowd of people?

He was a man. A weak one when it came to pretty women- especially when they came in the shape of you.

You were swooning as soon as the first melodies of ‘Are You Lonesome Tonight’ echoed through the studio. It was one of your absolute favorites- you had forgotten about mentioning this to Elvis once, but he hadn’t. He looked at you as he started singing, but forced himself to aim his attention on other people in the crowd and the guys around him as well because if it were up to him, he would’ve sung it for you and you only.

Elvis was a professional through and through, but it was like you had some freaky magnetic force surrounding you and he wasn’t strong enough to fight the urge to keep being drawn to you. Scotty wasn’t an absolute idiot, and neither were the others- they all exchanged knowing smirks with each other, knowing the singer was bound to break any time now.

It only took him three full lines, before the comment that had been burning on his tongue flew right off.

“Does your memory stray- man, she’s pretty,”

The small wolf whistle that followed as he looked right at you made your heart jump in your chest. You widened your eyes a little, cheeks flushing with the way Scotty and Charlie’s laughs were very much audible. You weren’t an idiot- you knew the comment was meant for you and even though it had you feeling even hotter than before, you weren’t fainting in hysterics over it.

Biting your lip, you grinned and pointed at yourself.

“Me?” you mouthed playfully to Elvis as he sneakily looked at you, making him rumble out a deep laugh in the mic as he continued singing. He smirked and nodded your way, sending you another wink before he was forced to look away from you once more before people around you would start to get suspicious.

He was singing this song for you and he made sure you knew it by sneakily meeting your eyes and sending you little smiles.

If they hadn’t already.

You nearly gave him a heart attack by blowing him a kiss after the song- he couldn’t wait until he was done.

Some fans you met in the crowd asked you to join them for drinks after the show but you were stolen out of the crowd leaving the studio in a whirlwind.

While you had been excited to cool down with some girls and talk about the show, you’d much rather follow Joe through the long maze like hallways of the studio like you were doing right now.

Your heart was beating so fast you worried the smaller man next to you heard it, but he didn’t seem like he did as he casually knocked on a door, making you abruptly halt in your fast paced walk. You didn’t have time to catch your breath, the door swinging open two seconds later to reveal a sweaty Elvis, still clothed in his leather fit.

You didn’t know why you were so flabbergasted- you met Elvis many times before, had conversations with him about the most random shit as if he was your closest friend while standing outside of his house or his car. But you had never met Elvis like this.

Never in a dressing room backstage and never with him looking like that.

Joe smiled at you as he gestured for you to go inside and as you did, he disappeared as Elvis closed the door. The singer pulled you into a hug, his large hands rubbing up and down your back.

“Did you enjoy the show, honey?”

You looked up at him as he pulled away, keeping distance between the two of you as he held onto your shoulders. He looked down at your dress, licking his lips at the sight of your exposed thighs; he couldn’t wait to sink his teeth into them.

“I did,” you told him, finding your voice. It was less shaky than you had expected- good. You didn’t want him to think you had suddenly become a crazed fan that would faint upon the sight of him. “You were really amazing, Elvis,”

“Just amazing?”

You laughed softly at the way he grinned at you, allowing him to slip his hand into yours to tug you along to the couch. Sitting down next to him, you crossed your legs and shifted your body into his direction a little, smiling sweetly.

“And sexy,” you blurted out, knowing you were stepping in dangerous waters here- but that was exactly what you wanted. Your hand found its way to his knee, manicured nails drawing small circles on the leather as you leaned in a little closer to him. “I love the leather,”

He felt his cock twitching in the tight confinement of his pants as you whispered those words to him, your hand crawling closer up his thigh.

“Oh yeah, what do you love about it, hm?” he spoke lowly, his tongue making an appearance as he licked his lips while he placed his hand on he side of your neck, thumb caressing your jawline.

He had fantasized about getting you in this kind of situation a lot- unfortunately, he never had the chance to take you into his house or car because other people were always around.

Either other fans, or his wife.

He made sure he wouldn’t have anyone bothering him for a good hour now, and he was planning to put that hour to good use.

“It’s very.. tight,”

Your hand unexpectedly found the bulge in his pants, palming him softly through the fabric- he hummed deeply as he smirked, moving his hand to the back of your head to push your face closer to his. You arched your back a little so your chest would be up against his and he snaked his other arm around your waist, hand easily founding your ass which was exposed due to your short dress and the very skimpy panties you decided to wear.

“I can think of another thing that’s very tight,” he whispered, not giving you the time to respond as he pressed his lips softly against yours. You moaned softly in his mouth as his tongue found yours and his hand dipped lower, prodding his fingers in between your thighs to explore what he had been daydreaming about for so long.

The real thing was so much better than his imagination.

It was safe to say that you had been upgraded from fan to friend, maybe even more; either way, you had worked your way into Elvis’ inner circle, making it to the other side of the gate.

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