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revasserium · 11 months
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I'm sending a Leon request with a prompt that has tickled the back of my mind ever since I read it on list of gesture prompts. I know you can find a way to make this magic:
possessive hand-holding
ikemen reqs r open u__u thank u @violettduchess i hope u like this... mess LOL
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these hands, like gods
leon; 1,059 words; so very nearly nsfw... but not rly... oh yeah, and i simp shakespeare in case yall didnt know...
it always comes back to shakespeare, the damnable bard, a poet to end all poets — a storyteller, a truth-seeker, a dream-spinner; leon used to have to try to stay awake with a book propped in his lap. and now, he wishes his dreams could be half as breathless as all his momentary realities.
“so… they both die at the end?”
you laugh, pressing a finger to his lips; he catches it in his own hand, skimming a kiss by your wrist.
“shh… spoilers!”
leon blinks, still chasing shivers up the length of your arm, kissing you till you’re breathless and his lips are at the base of your throat.
“i thought it was a classic — doesn’t everyone know how it ends already?”
you crinkle your nose, and he kisses that too.
“you didn’t, and it says so in the opening paragraph!” and though there’s nothing accusatory in your tone, he still cocks his head and smirks.
“i do now — and what can i say? i’m hooked,” he says, his voice a bone-deep rumble as it works up through his chest into yours, “you should take responsibility.”
“f-for what? making you more cultured?”
leon scoffs then, propping himself up on an elbow as he lays next to you, the pair of you for once blessedly alone in your chambers, the now-finished play about star-crossed lovers lying face down on the sheets next to you. languidly, almost lazily, he draws his hand up over your arm, tracing an absent finger along the ridge of your collarbones.
“hmmm… i don’t know if cultured is the right word for it,” he muses, and for a moment, you’re caught in the sweep of his dark lashes, in the knife-sharp intensity caught behind his eyes, like shards of shattered glass, making fractals of the afternoon light. “more like… creative.”
and his fingers find yours, lacing one through another, curling, pressing, the movement slow and sure and somehow sensual in a way that you never realized that hands could be. but of course — of course they could be. and you love his hands, don’t you? you love the wide and warmth of them, the length of his fingers, the tan of his skin, the quickness and the certainty with which he wields sword and shield both.
you press your palm to his and smile.
“then…” you let your eyes flutter closed as his other hand trails up the back of your neck, fingers twisting in your hair, tugging ever so gently; you swallow, you gasp, you let yourself be pressed into the soft of the silken sheets, “get creative.”
leon hums, and there’s dare buried somewhere deep his throat, curling up like a purr or a growl or something smack in the middle and just as delicious.
“yeah… what was that line you liked so much again?” he asks, grazing his lips along your cheeks, pulling your hand above your head to pin it there.
“a-and palm to palm,” you recite, your breaths coming quick in your chest now, a burning, twisting heat curling up into the soft of your face, making the tips of your ears go hot, “is h-holy palmer’s kiss — ah —”
you bite your lips as leon grazes his teeth along your neck.
“mhm… then let lips do what hands do… right?” he leans back if only to catch your lips in his, the world falling away in the gravity of him and you, the push and pull, the rise and fall of bodies and breaths, and it is chasing and catching and kissing and breathing, and it is letting go too — but never your hands. always, they stay closed, twisted, entwined. even as one kiss breaks into another, and another, the friction of palm on palm never ceases.
they pray… lest faith turns to despair…
“but no despair for you, i think,” leon had said when you’d first read him the passage aloud, admitting that it’s one of your favorites, and you’d blushed like you do, because of course — of course. what else had there been to do?
“and no death for you, either,” you’d chided, because that was always a more pressing concern.
leon had shrugged, grinning as he looks back at the text, tracing his fingers beneath the well-inked lines.
“well… there’s one kind of death i wouldn’t mind…”
you’d frowned, watched him carefully. but his grin had been cat-like, almost leonine.
“a kind of death?”
“yes — ‘la petit mort’ — you know what it means?” and by now, his smile had gone cheshire-wide and it takes you a moment before you’d squawked and tried to bury your face in the nearest soft thing. which had, incidentally, been your hands.
“leon!”
and he’d laughed, breaking over the sound, leaning back, his shoulders shaking, his eyes cast up and closed, the sound of it sweet and warm as honey.
but now, like this, with your hand held in his, pinned over your head, his lips pressed to the pulse of your heart, your throat bared, your mind unwinding and askew as he trails his free hand along the bend of your waist, you can’t help thinking that he’s right.
if there is a kind of death to pray for… it would be this.
no despair for either of us, you think rather defiantly, only pleasure.
you make yourself that promise as you tug leon up for another soul-searing kiss.
and no death but this one kind, you think as he grins against your lips, striking fire inside you as kindling to a flame, setting you ablaze.
“look at me,” he says, his voice gentle, and you do. you look at him, and in him you find everything — everything you had ever searched for, every truth, every poem, every fairy-tale ending. every story that your body had ever wanted to tell.
“kiss me,” you say. and he does.
and as his hand slowly makes it’s way back up the side of your body to tug at the layers still keeping you apart, you let yourself be lost. you curl your fingers around his, feel the heat of his palm against yours.
you close your eyes — and pray.
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babygirl-riley · 7 months
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He was suppose to be dead…so how is Simon fucking Riley standing in front of you?
A/N: Guys these tik toks make my mind RUN! So her is another idea from this tik tok! Lost of heartache and angst so enjoy! 💙
“A broken heart is all that’s left.”
Warnings: ANGST, heartache, trauma, depression, mention of suicide, violance, swearing
simon x reader guide
simon x reader fluff/angst list
pt. 2
Months. Months you sat crying in the shower. Screaming into your pillow. Hell you fucking slapped Soap because of this. Because Simon Riley died. Died when he promised to come home, you didn’t eat or sleep right. Price would eventually pull you aside to take a holiday. Clear your mind.
You did and all you did was drink and smoked the left over cigarettes of his. To eventually go shop for more and pretend he was smoking them. You drank all his whiskey and your wine. Your parents came over to make sure you weren’t dead, that you decided to pull a Romeo and Juliet bullshit. You wouldn’t do that, you wouldn’t have taken your life.
Instead you drank until you didn’t feel the numbness. The sadness. The memories of both you and Simon. Simon plagued your mind, wanting his laugh to burst in the air. His voice. His hands. His kiss. Anything. So why not drink until you don’t remember the next day. You did this until going back into work.
Gaz would make sure you would be alright. Soap tried to make you laugh. Price made sure you wouldn’t run into the field killing yourself. Yet this was so much worse.
Price sat all of the task force down for a debriefing. Yet when the door opened it was him. Simon. Simon fucking Riley. Everyone froze, not because of him being alive, because they knew. They knew he would be alive. Nothing was said for a moment as you stared at him, waiting for him to say or move anything.
“Y/n,” Soap said closing the door behind him. You haven’t turned to him yet looking over the paperwork you had. “Do ya have a minute?”
You rolled your eyes, smirking. “John I am not doing your paperwork. Ghost already mentioned…”
“It’s not that Lass,” Soap mumbled playing with his hands. Soap argued that it would be not a smart idea. However, with the rat in the ranks it would convince that he was dead. “It’s Simon.”
You perked from that, you gave him a confused look. “What about him?” You knew after that, after Soap used Ghost’s name. The one you would say when you laughed, cried, moaned.
“They…they tried to get him out but…” The world flipped, you yelled at Soap and pushed him. Telling him to shut up but you also didn’t know that Simon was listening in. He didn’t want this. He didn’t want you to be the one not to know. Price convinced him due to the rat falling for the trap.
Simon heard you yell until the deafening slap echoed through the halls. You slapped him hard, you gritted through your teeth that he was a liar. You said that if his body is not here then it isn’t true. However, he knew that they convinced you that he was too burned to actually see him. His true form. Not a burnt crisp. They led you to the body, left small hints that it would have been his body.
He thought about you crying above the body. Screamed until you couldn’t. Held the bastards hand. Everything was suppose to not to happen. It shouldn’t have been months. He hoped that it wouldn’t. Price would give him updates on how you were doing. It didn’t sound good. He wished he could leave and get to you, hold you, and apologize for everything but he couldn’t.
Now he stands right here in front of you. Hate. Hate is the word the best describe your eyes. “Did you all know?” You voice said in the room. The quiet room. It was filled with venom. It was quiet.
No one said anything until you stood up and slammed your hand on the table. “Who fucking knew!” You snapped your head to Price.
“It was to pull Samson out.” Price said watching your move.
“Bring Samson out,” You repeated shaking your head, looking over at Simon. “You fucking bastard. You fucking bastard.”
No one expected the next thing, you walked over to him and pushed him hard. Slamming your fist into his chest. “You know how long I fucking grieved! How long my heart has been in pieces! You fucking just let this happen! Let me be in pain!”
Simon let you slam your fists into his chest. He deserved it. “You fucking promised! You promised! And it’s broken! It’s been fucking broken!”
Price told everyone to leave besides Simon, you, and Price. As everyone huddled out Simon grabbed your shoulders. “I had no choice.”
“Everyone has a choice!” You said pushing him one last time before facing away.
Price shook his head. “He didn’t, I wanted to tell ya but we couldn’t. We had to make it believable to bring him out.”
You shook your head. “I don’t care, you know what I’ve done the last couple of months? Did you know that empty feeling? Or the nights where I thought ending it all would have me not suffer?”
“Dove,” Simon mumbled reaching out to you. “It’s fucked up and I am sorry it happened. But I’m here now.”
You wanted to lean into him and let him hold you. There was just so much anger. Resentment. You just couldn’t believe that he would do that to you. You made the choices to drink and make yourself miserable sure but the feeling you had. The darkness that pulled you away from anything and anyone.
His hand burned your arm as he gently grabbed it. You ripped your arm away. “Fuck both of you,” Price face dropped to give more reassurance. “We are suppose to be a team.”
Simon knew that was a jab more for him. You both have been secretly running together until he had to fake his death. It was easy when he first did it, making sure that everyone knew he was dead so he could kill all the men that killed his family. Once Price came up to him and asked he declined it.
“No.” Simon firmly said and reaching for the door of Price’s office.
“Simon this would be the best route for the team,” Price explained standing up. “Why the hesitation?” Price knew. Simon knew that Price knew. He just wanted Simon to state it. Confirm Price’s suspicions. “It’s her isn’t it?”
Simon held the knob of the door tighter. All he did was nod his head. He couldn’t lie to Price even if he wanted to. “A year,” Price nodded, he didn’t know it was that long. “I can’t do it to her.”
Price sighed and walked over to place a hand on his shoulder. “I don’t either but…we have to. It will unfortunately be the best time and convincing.”
It felt like a poison came out of Price’s mouth. He didn’t want to do it to his team, didn’t want to hurt nobody. Why everyone got to know? Do they could take care of you. Simon didn’t want that. It wasn’t fair ok your part. He promised to protect you no matter the cost. “Johnny tells her.” He spoke softly.
Price nodded in agreement. “I already assumed that.”
Couple of weeks later was when he wasn’t suppose to be there. Wasn’t suppose to hear your scream. The wail. The heart break. He had to contain himself not to run in there to hold you. Tell you it was some sick joke. “Simon.” Price warned.
Simon stared at him for a moment. His own heart shattering, before Simon could say anything the rat came running in. Anger boiled through his body as he watched him run in the shadows. Why does he get to comfort you? While he stood and watched the heart break unfold. He had to peel himself out of the building, Price sneaking him out and leave. Never had he cried before but after being dropped off at the solitary home, he cried for hours. Wishing that he could have done something better.
“Y/n.” Simon whispered. His heart shattering. Not looking at you. Not hearing you. Nothing was coming around.
It felt like hours of you not talking. Price didn’t want to say anything neither did Simon. They wanted you to speak. Thoughts ran wild in your mind. How could they? Why would they? You knew why it was beneficial for the mission. But was it for you? Was all the heartache and not working especially worth it? You can’t do this over and over again. The pain was too hard. You closed your eyes and shook your head.
You’re tired. You are mentally. Emotionally. Physically tired. You can’t deal with this again if it happens. Your heart is still broke and broke even more of that could be possible. You could feel the water more and more drowning you, you’ve been trying to come back for air. But now this? It went back to what it was.
“I’m done.” You said ripping your patch off and placing it on the table.
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schlattsdoll · 6 months
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Schlatt from the otk iq test video with school girl reader (praise/corruption kink)🙈
mine. all mine. - jschlatt
fem/afab reader
minors dni
warnings: smut, oral (fem receiving), p in v, unprotected sex, schlatt calls himself daddy, rikki sucks at writing endings
notes: im thinking college au?? innocent!girly!reader x fratboy!schlatt??? inject it into my veins. i felt like a FUCKING GENIUS naming the frat hehe. also this is WAY LONGER than i wanted it to be, i got carried away again
it wasnt his fault you looked so good in your pastels and short skirts, paired excellently with knee high socks. your innocence adding to how badly he had wanted to corrupt you, to ruin you. truthfully, this was meant to be a study date, being paired with jay to do scene from romeo and juliet for an acting class. as you read the lines, your face flushed knowing what came next. sensing your nervousness, schlatt stopped you. "hey, you know we don't have to do this." his hand "unintentionally" on your thigh, rubbing soothing circles. you shook your head, "n-no. we're gonna have too. it's not that i don't want too, y-you're very attractive its just, i uh, i've never done this before."
bingo. something as small as taking your first kiss would be more than enough to satisfy him until he could fully ruin you, make you his.
"i'd be more than willing to help doll." he winked, causing your face to flush again, hiding behind your hands. "don't hide that pretty face from me. i mean it, i won't bite. unless ya ask me too." his hand coming up and holding your chin in his hand. he leans down and kisses you gingerly, a soft moment between you too. as you melt into the kiss, schlatt's hands make their way to your face, holding either side of your cheeks. "wow..." you whispered breathlessly after pulling away, smiling. jay smiled too, "how was that toots?"
"can we do that again?"
you two had practiced the kiss, several more times than needed, each time increasing in force and passion. hands wrapped in each others hair, at one point you wound up in his lap.
thats how you wound up in his bed at the omicron theta kappa (otk) house. your back against his pillows, legs spread and skirt hiked up while he sat between them. his large fingers tracing the wet patch in your pink panties, teasing your soaked core while you wriggled under his touch. "j-johnathan." you whined out breathlessly. "is all this from me kissing you baby? look at you, ever touched yourself before dolly?" you hid your face in your hands ashamed and his smirk grew. "nothing wrong with making yourself feel good baby, lemme make you feel good. can i toots?" he started to pull your underwear down as you nodded your head, words lost in your throat. "use your words doll. i won't do anything unless i hear you say it." you manage to choke out a yes, very weakly. schlatt helps you wiggle out out of the now drenched panties, and smiles down at you. "if it gets too much, let me know."
schlatt takes a headband off his nightstand and pushes his hair back, and tentatively licks your sopping cunt, causing you to bite back a moan. "doll, lemme hear you. wanna hear all the pretty sounds you're gonna make." his mouth returning to your pussy, giving little kitten licks to your clit. normally, he was a complete munch, but he has to hold himself back to not overstimulate you. he brings his hand down to slowly insert a finger into your wet heat. you squirm and a little moan escapes your lips as he smirks once again. "you're so tight baby, gonna have to stretch you out before i can make you mine. that's what you are right, my little dolly?" he leans up to kiss you while he fingers you, tasting yourself on his tongue. he deepens the kiss when he adds a second finger, loving the way you moaned into the kiss. he pulls away to instruct you, "grind your hips down baby. that's it, my good girl."
jay caught how you had reacted to being called that. "oh you liked that didn't you? my good girl, love this tight fuckin pussy. can't wait to taste more of you." his thumb reached up to up to rub your clit, his fingers curling and hitting that sweet spot you've never been able to hit. he felt your walls clench around his fingers and he sped up just a little, "gonna cum for me toots? go on, cum for daddy."
your orgasm hits you like a brick wall, cumming hard around him leaving you breathless. schlatt pulls out his fingers and licks them clean, "so fucking yummy. wanna taste you everyday."
you go to sit up and get on your knees, when he looks at you like a confused puppy. "whatcha doin toots?" you look up at him, "a-aren't i supposed to do something for you now?" his cock twitched in his pants at the thought of ruining your pretty makeup and your pretty glossed lips around his cock, but he was eager to have you a moaning mess under him again. "next time baby, right now it's all about making you feel good. lay back f'me." you listened to the bigger man, laying back down, legs spread again. "such a good girl, listening to me. bet if i asked you to you'd play with that puffy clit again." schlatt pulled down his gray sweatpants and boxers in one fell swoop, so ready to stretch and mold you to his dick. your eyes widened at the sight of him, it was bigger than anything you've seen before in videos. you audibly gasped, stroking his ego. "don't worry doll, i'll be gentle with you. don't wanna break you. not yet at least."
he stroked himself, getting his knees onto the bed and lining himself up with your entrance. he barely put his tip in before you were moaning and writhing under him. slowly, he went in inch by inch, letting out a few guttural grunts and moans himself. "fuckin hell, s'fuckin tight baby. his hand went down to rub your clit gently, and you relaxed a little, letting him slip inside you more. once you gave him the all clear to move, his hips slid back and forward, pulling out just enough to have you whining before sliding back in.
"so good f'me doll. such a good girl, best fuckin pussy i've ever had nd its all mine isnt it? say it. say who you belong to."
you whine at his words, managing a pathetic whine of "you, oh fuck." he smirks and knows what he wants out of you, "say my name baby. fucking say it."
"johnathan!" you borderline screamed as you felt your second orgasm of the night coming on. "that's it, my good girl, cum for me." he felt himself getting close, balls tightening. "fuck, 'm gonna cum." he pulled out and stroked himself until he finished on your thigh with a groan.
running to the bathroom, he grabs a clean washcloth to clean off his sperm and clean off himself. then, he lays down behind you, holding you by the waist close to him. "i wasn't kidding when i said i wanted to make you mine doll. i really do, so whaddya sa? will you be mine?"
"'m yours jay."
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eviebane · 5 months
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you guys loved my part 1 and 2 of Badly Explained Good Omens so i'm just going to keep doing it. fight me. (disclaimer: this series will be written when i'm either sleep deprived, caffeine overloaded, or drunk. feel free to speculate which one it is this time)
right so Season 1 of Good Omens is basically, these two man-shaped creatures who definitely don't want to lick each other's faces get together in a park full of spies & snitches so they can talk without raising suspicion (foolproof plan, obviously). it's basically a romeo and juliet thing, except romeo is an angelic bookseller hoarder and juilet is a snake demon who will make u re-evaluate your sexual orientation. and possibly give you gender envy. your average stuff, right.
so gender envy boy (Crowley) goes, hey, my lot made me uber the devil's son to an american diplomat the other night, and the angel (Aziraphale) goes, if you're going to destroy the world via evil baby style, can you lot at least not make it into some cheesy american movie. at least make it something actually cool. anyway so they're chatting about the end of the world, as you do, and Crowley goes y'know, Hell is gonna fuck the whole world up and Azi goes Nah, we beat your dumbarses before, we will again, and Crowley goes ANYWAY if everyone gets slaughtered, guess what? no more food, no more music. your life is gonna be boring af
so they go on a little date and Crowley keeps winding him up about how boring shit's gonna be when all the humans have been murdered in the ethereal/occult purge, and Aziraphale finally goes Yeah OK, but you realise I can't do shit about it right? like it's God's will and Crowley goes Nah nah nah, look. Look. Right. so I gotta look after this devil child for a few years and use my sexy nanny vibes to make sure he's evil. why don't YOU also infiltrate this devil child's household and teach him not to kill snails? it'll be like cosmic balance. yin/yang. the kid will be a normal little shit like most preteen boys, rather than starting apocalypses little shit.
Aziraphale is so captivated by his slutty charm and sparkling eyes that he agrees.
so they stalk the kid, dress up like old welsh gardeners and dominatrix nanny to teach him to love slugs and crush his foes under his boot. surprisingly, the kid is relatively normal. although he hates dinosaurs, so that's obviously concerning. Crowley suggests cold blooded murder of the child but Aziraphale's like Nah why don't i cosplay Fell the Marvellous again at his birthday party and Crowley goes why the fuck do I love this loser
anyway so as it turns out, the nuns that Crowley uber'd this baby to 11 years ago ended up with the wrong parents. The best friends husbands roadtrip to go fuck up the nuns, but actually Crowley's maggot colleague (no thats not an insult) burned the nunnery down and it's now a paintball arena, where currently a bunch of repressed office workers are shooting each other. there's a noteworthy bit where the husbands get hit with a paintball, Crowley becomes a naga (except reverse the top and bottom bits. Yeah it's terrifying) just to make a dude shit himself, then Aziraphale puppy dog eyes Crowley to get the stain off his coat because it ruins his vibes and that's not kool.
Crowley tries to make out with Aziraphale against the wall but then forgets the kissing part, then he bippity-boppity-boos a surviving ex-nun so they can interrogate her. the whole trip is pretty useless and it ends up becoming just them two flirt-fighting for a day. Oh also Crowley runs over a witch, but it's fine because she's an American
As it turns out, the witch left a book behind in Crowley's car and Aziraphale yoinks it like the book kleptomaniac he is, then binges it like your new favourite 150k fanfic
Crowley literally climbs the walls in boredom (unfortunately got cut, but still happened in my mind). They eventually meet up in Secret Rendezvous Spot #3 where they have a lover's quarrel and Crowley slut walks off
Next thing ya know, there's a witchfinder (yea don't worry too much about him) at Aziraphale's door and he tries to exorcise him via a prophecy book, a cute little retro desk bell and a fuckin lighter. Anyway.
So Aziraphale was trying to talk to God before the nutbag showed up via a magic angel circle that does a little star trek hologram. He ends up talking to God's secretary (not the fun kind) and he's like, Yeah no God's having PTO rn. Also you're being drafted into war 'cause shit's about to go down and Aziraphale's like Ahhh ok cool neat. let me just like, do a bit of tidying up first, oh and I have to pick up the dry cleaning, um then I need to make dinner, so anyway i'll be there soon. totally. yup. so excited to go fight hot sexy with pretty yellow eyes- bad, evil demons.
Aziraphale accidently cha cha slides into the circle and his body crumbles (same) and he pops into Heaven without a body. He gets yelled at by Anderson for not having a body or that sword he gave the humans 6000 years ago, and honestly I can't help but think it's Heaven's fault for not stock taking enough
Aziraphale's like Haha yeah Anderson I'm not fighting no war, I have a hot sexy yellow-eyed pretty beautiful smart funny demon to ki- uuuh, I mean, I'm a pacifist now, BYE and he yeets himself back to the mortal plane via a floaty picture of Earth
He finds Crowley going on a bender and doodling A+C=<3 on the pub table. Aziraphale's like Right Crowley get your shit together, we got an Apocalypse to stop in Tadfield
Crowley ends up getting trapped in London via a giant doom circle of fire that he designed, but he's like Ah nah fuck it, my Bentley can take it and it DOES. I mean it does explode, but only after it gets him to Tadfield. What a stellar car. 10/10
The husbands try to murder the child with a fireworks gun, that fails, then they watch the child encourage his friends to insult three cosmic beings to death. Yah it actually works, too.
The child then insults Lucifer into the void, and that's it, ba ba boom, apocalypse averted. The husbands do what they do best; get crunk.
Heaven & Hell kidnap the husbands and tries to give them their Worst Employee of the Century rewards, but the husbands survive it via clever trickery and Being A Little Shit, and they ride off into the sunset and confess their love at the Ritz via affectionate insults
the end
season 2
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what the fuck is the Wire Mother book. Sociology has lore now?
oh boy okay
so you remember the Divergent books? the YA boom of the early 2010's? The Wire Mother was one of those series. they turned the Harlow's monkey experiments into dystopia factions.
yeah. i know. bear with me
The first book, The Wire Mother (2010) is pretty standard YA dystopia fare. There's this girl named Leo Groves (the Leo's short for Leonore) who lives in the court of the Cloth Mother, a city where people live in comfort and camaraderie and a general vibe of hold hands around the campfire and sing, except for the people who die at random. This is accepted with unsettling what-can-you-do calm from the main characters. (Eventually, it's revealed that's happening because only a 1/5th of the food served in the city is real, so most of the people are dropping dead of starvation but their bodies are quickly hurried away as to not kill the vibe, so no one worries all that much about it).
Which could have been cool speculative fiction! A handy story about desensitization to violence or complacency or something. Unfortunately, this was 2010 YA, so the concept is quickly kicked under the bed in favor of. yeah. A love triangle. Leo, being a special little narratively significant thing, finds her way to the mysterious other city on the other side of her hometown, the court of the Wire Mother. And when she's there, she meets a boy. Coil 54810.
Coil goddamn 54810.
That brooding son of a bitch. His last name is 54810 because the concept of last names and family doesn't exist in the court of the Wire Mother, only functionality, so 54810 is just the number of Coils there's been in the city. He's not a clone or anything, it's just the amount of people who've had that name. It's like being named Jeremy 54810. Killer of plot pacing. Swoopy of hair. He would have deserved to be named Jeremy.
God, anyway, I'm talking a lot about this. Anyway: The Wire Mother is exactly as good as the average YA dystopia book from the time period. It has some high points (the Cloth and Wire mother are cool ominously looming entities, and the main antagonist Jane-Mary has a level of batshit mad science energy to her that makes her the most fun villain in the series) and some low points (the forced Romeo and Juliet references. the forced romance. It is so clear that Benjamin St. Jobs, the other guy in the love triangle, doesn't stand a chance, but we have to keep who-will-it-be-ing for so long anyway. And Coil's a dick), but it mostly just balances out.
There were three more books in the series. There was supposed to be four, but. Well
Anyway. Book Two, The Wire Mother: Hounds' Toll (2012), actually kind of slapped. It went to more tragic and horror-influenced places than the original book. One thing I'll give Angela Lee (the author) credit for: I don't think this was a sequel for the sake of having a sequel. I think that the series was always supposed to be a pentalogy.
Some of the stuff in this book has still stuck with me to this day- I have to hold myself back from adding ominously ringing church bells in so many of my projects. Also, it really filled out Leo Groves as a protagonist- I could take or leave her in the first book, but I started to genuinely like her by the second. And the stuff they do with Stellarose Ardent, her best friend turned rival... God, I could make a whole post about Stellarose Ardent.
this book series is good, readers thought. surely the third book will be as good if not better
THE THIRD BOOK WAS HELL. The Wire Mother: Ordained Voltage (2013)...I think it did everything wrong. There was a reason that there was a two year break between the first two books, and book three being out only a year after Hounds' Toll really shows.
It's incredibly rushed. Leo barely gets to do anything. Stellarose is killed off in the most unsatisfying way possible. And while it seemed like Book Two had neatly put the love triangle to bed, no! It claws its way out of its grave!! To torment me specifically!
The only good thing we got out of this car wreck is Anesthesia 3, lab rat girl and apocalypse maiden extraordinaire. I adore her. She's got real Fish Inside A Birdcage vibes. Everything else, though? Horrors.
But readers held out hope. At least the characters ended up trapped in an interesting setting at the end of book three. The merciless, multi-layered prison of Tithonus, the central antagonist of the series. It seemed like that was a good set-up for a prison escape storyline. Those have to be entertaining, right?
Somehow, some way, no. Book Four, The Wire Mother: Endless Sentence (2014) is not just bad. I could forgive bad. But it is bad, and it is boring.
so boring that I'm not even going to waste my words on it. It's a school night. I'm not staying up to describe that thing. The only interesting thing about it is how it could manage to be boring while being an homage to the fucking Stanford Prison experiments.
And that was the end of a lot of people's hopes for the Wire Mother series. Only one good book out of four isn't a great track record, you know? A lot of readers were willing to put Hounds' Toll down as a one-off.
Then, in November of 2014, the preview for Book Five, The Wire Mother: Quantum Claws came out. It was three chapters long. And people lost their shit.
First of all, it was good. Maybe as good as Hounds' Toll. Maybe better.
But more than that, it was a break from the relatively grounded, safe, company standard dystopia of the series. Because this bad boy was going to be about time travel. Tithonus, in his evil plans to live forever, had built a time machine and activated it just at the right moment when the plucky heroes were about to kill him once and for all.
Which seems like something that would be a train wreck, right? If this author can't handle the easy-to-please tropes of prison breaks and romance, what business does she have trying to handle a time travel story without completely fucking up the series?
And maybe that would have been true. But the first three chapters were insanely promising. They were refreshing, original- they got time travel. We were able to get characters like Stellarose and Jane-Mary and Turpentine back after the story cast them aside so soon. And it promised to really examine what Leo Groves meant for the book's world. So, hopes rose again.
Unfortunately, we'll never know if it would have been good or bad. The fifth book was never published. We don't know why. It was just promised, for months and months, and then. Poof. The updates stopped. It was gone.
And it haunts me. If you haven't stopped reading by now, you can probably tell that. The fandom was like a fraction of the size of the Divergent fandom, and I don't know anyone IRL who's read these things. I don't even know if I can or should recommend them.
But sometimes something doesn't have to be a literary masterpiece to burrow into your brain and not let go, I guess ASJSJS
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ponyboy and reader go on trick or treating 🙏🙏🙏
headcannons of fem!reader and ponyboy trick or treating!
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pony definitely thinks he’s too cool for a costume.
like he would be the guy to wear his normal clothes and if someone asks him what/who he is he’s like “myself.” 💀
BUTT u force him to get dressed up, and he cannot say no to your puppy dog eyes.
“cmon y/n i’m already going trick or treatin’, do i have to dress up too? you know what the gang will do to me?!”
“well that’s just too bad, you’re gonna have to deal with the bullying for one night.”
y’all dressed up as Romeo and Juliet.
And you already know at first, he was begging you not to dress up he was literally so embarrassed. He did not want to get dressed up AT ALL.
and when the gang saw him in the costume??? nah bru he got the fuck roasted outta him😭💀
“wow, you look real tough pone.”
“one more word and i slap the shit outta ya two bit.”
also pretended that he wasn’t excited to trick or treat but cmon, u know he was.
his face LIT UP when he saw the big bowls of candy.
ofc he tried to play it off, but you can read him like a book and you know when he gets super excited abt stuff.
“i think you’re actually enjoying yourself pony.”
“pftt no i’m not, i’m just here to make my girl happy is’ all”
“okay, sure. you know you’re a really bad liar?”
“i ain’t lying!”
after y’all got done trick or treating, you went back to his house ofc, and dumped the pillow cases filled with 12000 pieces of candy on the floor
you traded all night, literally every piece of candy went back and forth 😭
“oh i don’t like tootsie pops, you want this y/n?”
“what do you mean you don’t like tootsie pops?! i’ll let licorice and rolos slide, but i draw the line at tootsie pops, i don’t even know how you’re my boyfriend.”
“cause you love me” *shit eating grin*
“maybe. but i’m still shocked at your poor taste of candy.”
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AHHH this was actually so cute?? also i feed y’all for the first time in a month i hope u enjoy it LOL💚💚
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9 books
Thanks @cricketnationrise and @clottedcreamfudge for the incredibly rude, actually, tags, because I have never chosen a favourite anything in my life. (Also, CCF literally tagged me WHILE I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF DOING THIS after cricket's tag from like two days ago, so I'm digging the wavelength synchronicity.)
Because I'm incapable of favourites, what you're getting is 9 more obscure books, not in a 'I'm cooler than you' way but in a 'please y'all go love these books as much as I do and give me more people to flail with about them' way.
Sevenwaters Saga by Juliet Marillier -- yes I'm listing a whole series as one book, fucking fight me. *Stefon voice* This series has everything! Historical high fantasy! Intergenerational stories! Romance romance romance! A canon side queer couple in fucking fifth century-ish Ireland! Slide into my DMs if you want trigger/content warnings or a more detailed synopsis, I am incapable of being normal about this series. Also if you read my swans fic you'll find parts of the first book in the series very familiar. (Also also, I once did a podfic for this series which has the dubious honour of being the only thing I’ve ever put on AO3 with zero comments, there's your random fact for the day!)
Rōmeo rāua ko Hurieta translated by Te Haumihiata Mason -- yes, this one's niche as it's in te reo Māori, but I'd be deeply remiss if I didn't have Shakespeare somewhere on this list despite me claiming I was going obscure. It translates the essence of the story rather than word for word and has a side-by-side with te reo Pākehā (English) which results in some absolutely delightful idiom usage.
Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach -- always a good reread if I want to feel like I'm a part of a wider universe. Also the reason for my seagull tattoo!
How to Loiter in a Turf War by Coco Solid -- I don't even know how to describe this one other than a must-read, which seems trite as fuck but here we are.
Meet Me Under The Ombu Tree by Santa Montefiore -- I first found this in my high school library which is fucking wild considering the plot. Another one to slide into my DMs for trigger/content warnings if needed but an incredibly well-written story with some of the most fleshed-out side characters I've read in this genre.
Mouthful of Forevers by Clementine von Radics -- absolutely incredible poetry, like, every damn one.
Nights in the Gardens of Spain by Witi Ihimaera -- another one I found way too early in the school library and the earliest overtly queer book I remember reading!
The C.H.E.R.U.B. series by Robert Muchamore -- idk how popular this one was actually? So this might be one everyone knows, but if not and you wanna read some wild YA about child spies, this will keep you fed.
I Am Not Esther by Fleur Beale and its sequels -- definitely not obscure to my fellow Kiwi but I'm not sure how much play it got outside of Aotearoa. Please read these books. Based on a very real religious cult (the author also wrote a nonfiction book about Gloriavale and how it got started) the shifts in perspectives between the different books in the series really do paint a vivid picture of the realities and nuances of it.
A lot of the usual suspects have already been tagged but I'm a nosy motherfucker so tagging @myheartalivewrites @maxbegone @ships-to-sail @celeritas2997 @rmd-writes @lilythesilly @nontoxic-writes @sherryvalli @orchidscript @inexplicablymine @stereopticons @cha-melodius @daisymae-12 @jettestar @swearphil @laurie-on-a-lark @suseagull04 and literally anyone who wants to share some of their faves with me!
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Romeo and Juliet
Is this angst? Eh, not really.
Bojan and Kris' age: 18/17 (during the band break, no "real" romantic interactions)
Synopsis: It's the last week os summer vacation, Bojan shows up at Kris' house during the night and they sneak out
"Breathe, keep breathing Don't lose your nerve Breathe, keep breathing I can't do this alone"
Disclaimer: Please think of these as characters and not the actual people. I don’t encourage anyone to send this to any of the actual JO members nor do I encourage people to force any type of relationship between anyone.
Ema is a fictional name
The night was hot. Extremely.
Kris twisted and turned in his bed, turning his pillow every 2 seconds in hopes it would be just a bit colder each time. He even tried to let his window open to let some wind through and pretend that the cold shades coming from the moon outside would provoke some sort of psychological effect that would lead him to believe it was cold. That works, right?
Regardless, he can't sleep. It's his last week of vacation and he just can't sleep.
And even though he tells himself it's only because of heat, he knows it's not true. There was something bugging his mind for the past couple of months. Well... various. For starters: Ema dumped him. It's not like he treated him very nicely, but he always did whatever she wanted and how she wanted. One time they had a disagreement and puff: all the "love" she had for him was gone.
Then there was the elephant in the room: Bojan and the band.
After July and the Špil league, Kris barely saw any of the boys. Before, most of them were busy trying to get into university and pass all the exams, the band stopped being a priority, but now, in the few rehearsals they had, Bojan was absent.
- Aaaah. - he sighed in frustration.
He wanted to sleep and forget all those problems, he really wanted to...
But nobody gets what they want as he hears something hitting his room's outside wall - stupid birds.
But then he hears again, and again and again. Shit, he had to check.
Kris swiftly got up and checked on his window only to be blinded by an orange light of a flashlight.
- Ah, what the fuck!?
- Hi. - a voice coming from below smiled.
- Why do you have a flashlight, Bojan? - he asked as Bojan finally stopped pointing with the light at him, allowing him to recover his vision.
- I came to see you.
- Do you know what time it is?
- Yeah, time to pack and get dressed before your father hears us.
- Before all hell breaks lose?
- Precisely.
Kris didn't bother dressing up fancy or anything, he only put a shirt and shorts on – technically they were “summer pajamas” but who the fuck uses pajamas during summer? - and took a pair of flip-flops with him. He was as quiet as he could to not wake up any of his family members nor Apple, the dog.
When he reached the outside, Bojan was there and took him to his car that was parked two streets away.
When they got inside, Kris got curious:
- Where are we going?
- Today, we escape.
Kris wasn't sure where the two of them were going, but he was thrilled, though anxious at the same time.
Bojan drove them to a children's park in the center. Why? Kris doesn't know, he just did.
They both sat on a bench and the singer offered him a cigarette and Kris took it. Bojan lit his own and then gave Kris the lighter to light the other's.
- How have you been doing? - Bojan broke the silence.
- Great.
- Ema?
- We broke up.
- I feel ya.
- I know that... You and-
- Yup, also didn't last.
They stayed quiet for a few more moments.
- Are you scared? - Kris asked - About uni. Are you scared or anxious?
- Like anyone would. - he let the smoke escape his lungs - But I'm more scared of losing myself, to be honest. Kris...I have to tell you something.
Kris made a guess.
- You are leaving the band, right?
But Bojan didn't reply.
- Is this because of the fight you had? Bojan, I know you can finish the song! I know you can do it! It's nothing compared with what we already had to endure. We finally have someone behind us an-
- It's not just that. - he laughed in frustration - It's just... What if the band really doesn't work out? I mean, we haven't had a proper band practice in a while! I don’t even show up to rehearsal anymore because everyone seems busy with university. I know you will only start worrying about it now but...okay scratch that, you are always worried but! Kris...
Bojan threw his cigarettes on the floor and stepped on it.
- I don't think we can make it as a band either... realistically, a solo singer is more successful.
- Is that really what boils down to you?
- No...more like: I don't know what else I want to do with my life. If not music, then what? I already devoted myself so much to it! And I even started writing some songs for myself.
Bojan hesitated before continuing.
- And I’ve met a producer that has promised me things... He says I have the voice for it. This might be my chance, Kris.
Kris also threw his cigarette on the floor and stepped on it, angrily.
- Bojan, it's just not fair. - he turned to Bojan and stared at him as if he wanted to grab him and demand he stayed in the band forever - If you keep drinking out of that "fountain of wisdom", I hope you choke. I hope your voice drowns.
Kris got up, pretty angrily and didn't direct Bojan a word. However, he only took a few steps away from him before going back to him immediately. He grabbed the fucking flashlight out of Bojan’s hand - seriously why did he have that? - and turned it on. He pointed with the light towards Bojan's heart.
- One chance. Give me one chance and I'll show you that the band is worth fighting for.
- What will you try to do?
- I'll... - the wheels in his head started turning - I'll sing us a song. A song to keep us warm.
- And try you will.
♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩♫♩
(I didn't quote the hunger games at the end, shut up)
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Okay what?? I leave to get dinner and suddenly you're being accused of wanting to abolish the sex offender registry? That's not like you, what did they misinterpret?
And who the fuck do I have to murder with my teeth bc I may have just eaten but I'm still hungry
basically, i made a post explaining how in the USA, the SOR includes more than just abusers; it targets trafficking survivors (sex in 'public' spaces, which includes hotels, motels, etc), sex workers (full service is completely illegal where i live and an automatic sor addition), the homeless (peeing in public puts you on the sor, for example. what are you supposed ot do at 2am when we dont have public bathrooms?), teenagers who send nudes to each other, since that is technically the distribution of cp, etc. in my state, you can be put on the sor as young as thirteen. for example, kid i went to high school with was on there bc he had consensual sex with his 3 months younger bf ( the boy had just turned 18, bf was three months from 18, they'd been dating since middle school) and when the homophobic parents found out, called the cops bc they couldn't believe that their son was gay and insisted it hadn't been consensual. the guy i knew was charged with statutory rape and killed himself after being put on the registry. now granted, in my state now, we have a sort of 'romeo and juliet' law where if two people were underaged when they started a relationship and then one became of age it would be a case-by-case basis and not automatically statutory, but for this kid it was too little too late. he'd dating this guy since they were both 12. i understand the point of the sor, i understand why people would want rules and regulations, but it doesn't work that way when actually executed.
in Missouri, there is a proposed bill that teachers who help students transition should be put on the sor. the sor, while i understand its intention, allows the state to make a list of people it doesn't like, and when the state has the power to change what that list means when ever it wants, that gets dangerous. in Florida, there has also been a push to make doing drag in public a sexual offense. should we let them put drag queens on the sor? should someone's job prospects and life be ruined bc they were homeless and really really had to pee? should a trafficking survivor who was arrested be unable to gain access to resources they need, since most care clinics and such dont allow sex offenders on their property? should a 15 yo's life be over bc they sent a pic of their boobs to someone they love? basically, the sor in the usa is useless. a majority (like majority, majority) of predators never make it on there, and instead, tons of innocent people are.
that's what i said, and people took it and ran in the most bad faith ways ever. i dont think we should just let harmful people run rampant in the streets, i think that innocent teens shouldn't be pushed to suicide bc of homophobic parents over consensual sex, ya know?
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Titan Maximum #2: "Busted" | October 4, 2009 - 11:30PM | S01E02
The second dang episode of Titan Maximum is basically a second pilot, taking us through how the newly formed team navigates the bureaucracy of the future government in order to get a replacement giant robot to pilot and have space adventures with. There’s also a little bit of advancement with the villain of the show, a former member of the team. I don’t think I touched on that aspect even a little bit last time. The important thing to know is, they get themselves reinstated with the military and the little brother nerd kid is their new engineer, producing a new mech that’s seemingly superior in every way, except the face is hastily drawn on. The episode ends with them about to do their first actual episodic adventure.
The main characters on the show are mostly dicks. We see them do stuff that dicks do to be dicks and for no other reason other than because they are dicks. That’s the comedy, dicks being dicks. Okay. That’s fine, I guess, if you're not me. In this one we have a flashback to them raping the “statue of unity”, because they were drunk and acting arrogantly for, again, no real reason. Then at one point they do a joke where a grunt foot soldier in another part of the story says an obvious sexual joke out loud and there’s pronounced awkward silence. It’s just like, man, what point are you even making here?
There wasn’t a single funny joke in this whole episode. I started getting actually pissed off. So much so that I failed to keep good notes for this episode; I literally wrote “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST THIS SUCKS” in a few different iterations without saying what I was reacting to. I should’ve been writing stuff like “the mean slut is showing her tits and being nasty.” Why, it’s like a season three episode of Sealab 2021, except for it probably took a year to animate instead of an afternoon.
I watched this on adultswim.com, and I’m probably going to get a DVD or download of this or something to watch instead. I was literally getting like, cartoonishly angry at this show, so much so that I started punching stuff. I am a lunatic, yes, but usually bad shows don’t upset me this much. Then, midway through the episode? I swear to fucking god, there was like 4 minutes of ads. They just jammed a commercial break in and it took for fucking ever. Every time a new ad started I actually started growling. Lotta ads for new shows coming soon to HBOMax. They all look like shit. Goddamn, I have never hated an app more than that app. I am thankful I don’t actually pay for it myself. 
To make it even worse: the one thing I stated as a positive about this show was the closing credits, which they interrupt for a lame callback joke. Then after the credits are over, they include a tag where a housekeeper explains an earlier joke where somebody pees in their space suit thinking it has a waste collection receptacle even though it doesn’t. Yeah, I saw that episode of Venture Bros. too.
MAIL BAG
got me katanas i want you to know, slicing up doors i want you to know, girl it's home movies i want you to know, don't know about you but i am wack...y coach mcguirk, wanna grow up to be, be a bob belcher
this was nice, pal, and I got a good laugh outta the deal. Well, see ya!
What can Delocated do in Season 2 to win you back? You seemed really down on it by the end. You didn't even like the part where he named all of Paul Rudd's lesser known movies.
You are full of shit! I literally named the final episode my favorite episode so far. I think all the feelings I had for the show roughly resembled the feelings I had for it back when it premiered. You're ignorant, pal.
He was in Anchorman, and The 40 Year Old Virgin, he was in The Shape of Things. He was in Clueless and Romeo + Juliet. He did a thing in Reno 911: Miami. The Cider House Rules. P.S. The Oh In Ohio. Knocked Up. He had a series of Broadway credits: The Last Night of Ballyhoo. Three Days of Rain with Julia Roberts. Twelfth Night at Lincoln Center. HE WAS IN HOUSE HUNTING!
"I like this" -me. See, now leave me alone.
Honestly I really like the *premise* of Titan Maximum. it's surprisingly earnest with it's deconstruction of Voltron, the character drama, the running story had a lot of potential, it looks great, Even the implied worldbuilding is fun. But like you said, the character writing is AWFUL. It's like a time capsule of the late 2000s "Workaholics" writers' board (twitter DOT com/podimportant/status/1369836756971835402). It sucks cause I like everything else about it but it really brings it down.
I probably should've noted this in the first episode, but I've never been a Voltron devotee. I don't remember ever watching it as a kid, and I've only seen a couple episodes as an Adult out of curiosity. So some of this show is probably lost on me. But the writing is so bad, I would highly doubt it would add anything for me.
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okie so ur guy finally got around to watching Bare : The Musical (mouse!! why?? because!! I love comparisons <3) and anyway. thought I’d document my thoughts
tldr; I think I would like Bare: The Musical as a standalone story, but as a Bare: A Pop Opera adaptation/re-interpretation I think it falls short in a lot of ways.
it gets a bit long so under the cut, if you wanna skip the dot points i summarise/reiterate down the bottom of the post
okay no but the photographic memory detail is kinda interesting. kinda sad in a lot of ways too if you think about it
the audio quality is Not It so forgive me if I don’t pass judgement on any of the songs
“Jason you act every day.” “I didn’t fool you <3” they’re cuties // they are SUCH goofballs here! they’re so dumb! teenageboycore if there ever was! I love them <3
it’s so WEIRD to hear a lot of these lines out of order / in a different context
ALSO the lack of singing during auditions is throwing me off
“Do you think your sister’s bi?” “…” “Bipolar?” I laughed—
Matty Patty babey boy!!! he’s so… he’s so something. idk if I like it yet. im very used to introvertedly anxious Matt but this Matt is such a lil cutie
WHOAH OK Portrait Of A Girl is way early
but I think I like a lot of the lyrics - “You don’t have a clue / what she is doing with you / what she is doing to you.”
actually no this is a crazy interesting take on Matt & Ivy and I’m OBSESSED with the way we get to see Ivy’s actual introspection on it in this context
ohhh okay. so it’s That kind of basketball team situation for Jason (+ Peter !! goddamn they really hate that kid)
the art class is a fun character device ! (also I’m screaming over the Math Book exchange)
i am intrigued by the Romeo & Juliet casting in this version ngl
I knew that they merged the Nadia & Lucas characters (lowkey I hate it! I think it does a huge disservice to Nadia + inevitably the McConnell dynamic) but it’s still weird to see it . That said “Out Of Your Mind” [as best as I can approximate what the song’s called??] is kind of a vibe
he was named after Peter Pan r u kidding ?? i am so so intrigued to meet Claire Simmonds in this version now
ohhh nooo I am having FEELINGS over Best Kept Secret (as I always do) but DAMN
“If the word were different and if wishing made it so […] I’m trying just as hard as you!” jason mcconnell you will be the death of me
im SICK why is everyone so MEAN in this version
EMO PUPPY DOG MATTHEW LLOYD I LOVE YOU
^ also goddamn that whole scene was An Exchange. interesting take
“You Don’t Know” is beautiful tho*
“I hear ya.” “Do you?” any glimpse of snarky/sarcastic Peter is a relief (not sure that I’m quite here for this Peter characterisation) . Also the Peter-Diane friendship is somewhat iconic
JASON is the birthday bitch!! that’s. something.
oh okay! this Portrait Of A Girl/Boy reprise is so intriguing to me. this version of Ivy in general is so intriguing to me
snarky Peter Simmonds you are everything to me <3
i miss ‘Are You There?’ hopefully it comes back to me later, I am desperate to see this Peter & Matt have a meaningful conversation
i could honestly not discern most of those lyrics but whatever they replaced 911! Emergency! with seems unnecessarily extravagant? for very little payoff
“Peter did you learn the entire script?” “Maybe.” no I love that for him though. i’m struggling because I like a lot of this Peter’s little character MOMENTS, but OVERALL I don’t like him
again the lack of singing is throwing me off
“I’m NOT your boyfriend!” OWCH
“Your world might not stop!” ohhhh okayyy i am. going a bit insane. over this mcsimmonds.
EVER AFTER !!! EVER FUCKING AFTER !!! (or whatever this version is officially titled)
what is the general consensus on Jason having Role Of A Lifetime?? bc aside from the title not making thematic sense for his character... idk it could just be the delivery but i don’t hate it
i am Not Here for the Nadia-likes-Matt subplot, tbh. i think it’s silly.
there is something so so desperate & violently destructive about this Jason - and it isn’t even like. hidden behind this facade of effortlessness that Pop Opera Jason puts up, if that makes sense?? (yes I am upset that he kissed Ivy first even if it makes sense for this version of Jason)
what an act 1, ngl. I am so anxious for act 2.
oh ok that’s a bit cute
“What if I told the world your story? / What if I told them what you’ve done? / What if I went and shared your secret? / What if I let them know I’m someone?” OH OKAY!!! this Peter is A Character!! and he’s fascinating!!
“I am gonna win… yep, I promise.” oh ow okay that hurts
“What If I Told?” [again guessing at song titles] is doing irreparable damage to my psyche /pos and I can feel it happening in real time
oh shit! i forget that they’re not even roommates in this version!
i feel like this version of the story (or at the very least ‘Touch My Soul’ or whatever it’s called here) is really capitalising on the Ivy-Peter similarities in the way the characters are being played
ARE YOU THERE? <33 WHY ARE YOU SO LATE IN THE STORY???
“Are you there? What did I do wrong? / Tell me and I’ll fix it, get us back where we belong.” screaming crying throwing up what the FUCK
disappointed in the lack of patt meter tho ://
NO BC THIS CONTEXT!!! of Sister Joan putting Peter in!!! i actually quite like it!! i kind of hate the stagings where they have Peter like. butt in, for lack of a better phrase to use. bc that’s so uncharacteristic for him, I always read that scene as he’s stage whispering the lines/doing the motions for Diane to follow along with and he just sort of ends up in the Actual Scene accidentally
ough. the mcconnell siblingsism… it’s missing and it makes me sad
“I don’t wanna be here anymore.” OH NO OH NO I DON’T NEED TO BE THINKING ABOUT THE TRAGEDY OF PETER’S SUICIDALITY NEXT TO JASON’S SELF-DESTRUCTIVE TENDENCIES AND THE WAY THIS STORY PLAYS OUT !!! IM GONNA BE SICK !!
“God Don’t Make No Trash” isn’t my favourite song in the show or anything but I do miss it a bit, even if the replacement song works for Sister Joan + this Peter
ok no now I’m upset do we just not get to know anything about Peter’s mother at all in this version?? look with this version of Peter I don’t feel like she’s a necessary piece of his character/story but still. would’ve been nice
“I have plans, I’m not that girl.” // “If I can’t, then why should he?” Ivy !! i am back and forth on this Ivy! i like a lot of it but I also don’t like a lot of it, those lines tho are so everything to me
“So talk to him.” “We don’t. Talk.” rip to the mcconnell siblingism. like I suppose it makes sense? given the vague family dynamic this musical gives us, but still. I miss them <\3
there is something so physically painful to me to watch Jason have such obvious emotional stress fractures
the lack!! of singing!! is so wild!!
oohhh this Matt is so fucking vindictive - “Is this just another thing you’ll try for the day?” SCREAMING
OH FUCK OKAY
oh I’m gonna be sick watching this meltdown
again!! the absolute sick dog violent desperation radiates off Jason generally but FUCK ME it’s so bad here - like I really truly believe that in that second right after Cross that this Jason made the decision to kill himself**
love the R&J costumes in this version tho ngl, they’re a bit cute
oh shit he’s really just. Dead. like obviously he’s dead in the Pop Opera as well but without Queen Mab it really does just feel like. you blink and he’s gone without any sort of buildup/unravelling
i feel like they definitely tried to recycle a bit of the early versions of the Father Flynn storylines for Father Mike here - like they don’t explicitly go for the queer angle but it feels a little bit alluded to, imo
the fucking bookending!!! i’m such a sucker for that shit
oh. okay. it was certainly A Watch - definitely interesting! full of odd character choices I didn’t love, most notably the basketball team and the way that side plot played out, also the merging of Nadia & Lucas’ characters. I think it does a huge disservice to Nadia’s character, the McConnell twins relationship, Nadia & Peter’s relationship, & I like Lucas as a character (& a plot device) so it really feels like a lose-lose situation. And I would’ve liked to have Peter’s mother at least alluded to, especially given how much more Sister Joan seems to fill a motherly role (and it would’ve made sense thematically! Given his hypothetical conversion with Jason’s mother in You & I, coupled with Diane’s whole spiel about her mom being her best friend - it’s a missed opportunity imo) (even tho as established for this characterisation of Peter it’s not quite so necessary)
that said! credit where credit is due - I am supremely intrigued by the characterisation of… okay most of the cast now I’m thinking about it. Would definitely like to do a comparative character breakdown (let me know if anyone else would care for that at all).
Emo puppy dog Matt Lloyd you are so special (it’s such a silly way to play him!! the show all but eliminates the academic part of his and Jason’s rivalry and THAT makes me sad bc I think it would be so so interesting to play into the rivalry more with this Matt and this Jason - but the way Matt & Ivy’s relationship exists in this version of the show, the absolute lack of any academic focus At All [which?? like they are At School, that SHOULD count for something] and even the play part feels somewhat lacklustre in so regards to the Matt vs Jason element, which again I think is a mark against B;TM)
as I said above - I think I would like Bare: The Musical as a standalone story, but as a Pop Opera adaptation/re-interpretation I think it falls short in a lot of ways. Which is another point - it’s so so crazy to me that The Musical is the adaptation of the Pop Opera, not the other way around. Which kind of sucks! because I think making it into a book musical, not a sung-through show, does give a little more breathing room for character & relationship work and development, but it just seems ill utilised, to the point where it doesn’t even seem to match the Pop Opera, let alone improve/expand on it. Because all the extra dialogue time had to be spent on reordering the story beats so we ended up losing time with the characters in a way.
or at least that’s how it read to me - obviously I am not a professional reviewer/critic so don’t take my word for it, I just wanted to talk it out. or shout it out into the void, as my tumblr may be. if you read this whole thing?? shoutout to you, I love you <3
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oh wait, I do have a real question about yellowjackets! can you imagine the show without the adult timeline, focusing only on the wilderness stuff? do you think that would work? would it be worse/better? some of the S2 finale reactions make me feel like they are making it up as they go with the adult timeline?
Ok I may have been overdramatic about my criticisms of the season 2 finale because I was upset 😂 I won’t truly know if the decisions by the writers made sense until I see season 3.
However - thank you for asking this question! I’m taking this as the excuse to spill all my thoughts & feelings lol!
Here’s my issue - no, I can’t imagine the show without the adult timeline. It would be a different story. The emphasis on the impact left from their time in the wilderness & the way that the storylines intersect & we understand some things more & more with more context is like….. the entire point.
****MAJOR SPOILERS BELOW***
Also - I’m about to be heavily critical of Yellowjackets. If you don’t want to read that, don’t. I don’t really want to argue with anyone or be told that I have to like writing decisions that I just didn’t like. This is how I feel, personally.
I feel that it didn’t make sense to kill adult Natalie just as her arc was getting started. And ESPECIALLY just as her arc in the wilderness as the new leader is getting started. For me the entire point of the show is seeing how the characters’ past effects their present & how things unfold in both timelines. We will no longer get to see how teen Natalie & adult Natalie’s stories work In juxtaposition & that has been a main appeal of the show with these women’s stories for me.
Like….. idk I’ve seen some people say they dislike the adult timeline. But if you don’t like the entire format & storytelling method do you even like Yellowjackets?
Also the mixed timeline thing ties in with the theme of the show. It’s not a generic survival show. I’ll just watch one of the hundreds of movies & shows about wilderness survival if that’s what I want. Yellowjackets has so far been so compelling to me personally because it deals with trauma.
It’s not about whether you live or die it’s about what you do to survive & living with that.
I wouldn’t have accepted any of the adult women dying because the main character group & their post wilderness trauma & relationships are what make the show interesting for me. Killing any of them at this point just feels like…. Why? What a fucking waste of a character arc, ya know?
I also feel Misty killing Nat by accident was just.:.. I don’t know, contrived? Like are you fucking serious? After all this? Nahhhh I don’t accept it.
And yeah, I’m biased I guess anyone who follows me may have noticed MistyNat was a huge appeal of the show for me & now that’s over at least in the adult timeline just as it was getting really interesting how it intersected with the past.
And like…. Like why the fuck would you kill Juliet Lewis KNOWING that watching her & Christina Ricc onscreen together was a huge selling point of the show? Insane decision from any perspective I’m sorry I said what I said.
Finally, it’s not just the adult timeline arc in the finale that makes me feel they have no plan.
This was already really early to kill off Javi & they seem to be killing characters-left & right almost now? I have complicated feelings about Javi’s death but I will say in many ways it made narrative sense even though it hurt. (Wish we could’ve at least seen his death dream 😭) It should’ve been the finale big thing if it was gonna happen though. Killing Javi was enough they didn’t have to also destroy the cabin…
I’m sorry but there’s only so many survivors as it is - how can this possibly last 5 seasons? The cabin burning down felt….. insane, to me.
Now they will obviously kill Ben for doing that. So, that’s another interesting character gone.
And like…. Ugh I feel like I’m not expressing myself well because it IS horror & people DO have to die.
But I just feel like killing MAJOR characters needs to be something you’re careful about!!!
Jackie, Laura Lee, Javi - their deaths hurt but I can see how they serve the narrative.
Crystal’s death this season? Kinda seems like they already forgot. There was no point to that.
I’m not against character death but I need to understand how they’ll serve the narrative moving forward.
To me this finale felt chaotic & designed to be intense but not necessarily like it was well thought out in terms of how the fuck this will be 5 seasons.
Like I just don’t see how they’re gonna manage 5 seasons of this, I just don’t.
And I will watch season 3. Up until now I’ve certainly had criticisms but I’ve been really enjoying this show. I have to be honest though, we’ll see if I even still enjoy it without adult Nat & if they kill Ben this early too…. Yeah I don’t really find anything enjoyable about shows where main characters die at every turn. Sorry, that’s just how I feel.
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thespoonisvictory · 5 months
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Happy New Year! Here's everything I watched and read in 2023
And also some misc. thoughts on the things that made an especially good, bad, or striking impression. If the thing is in purple, it was a rewatch! books are all rated out of five because there was a reasonable number of them. top five from each category are in the bottom for funsies.
*not including podcasts/dropout content. I'm up to date on make some noise, gamechanger, wbn, and d20 (mostly). I also watched the emily axford guest episodes and chapter 2 of candela obscura on CR
Movies
The Menu
Glass Onion
Romeo and Juliet (1996) (this is one of my fav movies of all time, I'll never get sick of it. just gorgeous top to bottom)
Rosaline (I went into this knowing I wouldn't like it and came out thinking it was just alright. lead actress is good, but I hate derivative Shakespeare works that don't understand the original story)
Hamilton
Tangled
Secret World of Arrietty
Honor Among Thieves (just a damn good movie, love the practical effects)
Mamma Mia!
Barbie and the Three Musketeers
The Three Musketeers (1993)
Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse
The Last Unicorn (rewatched this for the first time in at least a decade, what a gorgeous vibey fantasy film. something about the dark scenery and tone really sticks with me)
Nimona (thought Ballister was a great character and enjoyed the design choices for the world, a good piece of Knight (tm) media. however, I thought the animation was lacking and didn't think it deserved a best picture nom like a lot of people did. it was cute, not lifechanging)
The Green Knight (watch it)
80 for Brady (a request from my mom, surprisingly funny)
The Visit
Sweet Home Alabama (bad)
Barbie!
Sharkboy and Lavagirl
Pride and Prejudice 2005 (another one of my all time favs)
Sleeping Beauty
The Aristocats
La La Land
Red White and Royal Blue
The Princess and the Pauper
Barbie and the Three Musketeers (again)
Howl's Moving Castle
Girl Vs. Monster
10 Things I Hate About You
500 Days of Summer (made me cry, which I didn't expect. can you tell I had a joseph gordon levitt moment lol)
Get Out
Twilight
The Conjuring (I watch this every year, one of my fav horror movies)
Scooby Doo: The Witches Ghost
Kiki's Delivery Service
Barbie and the Twelve Dancing Princesses
The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes
Love, Actually
Honor Among Thieves (again, but with my DnD party)
The Holiday (I mean. it's Jude Law)
The Boy and the Heron (holy fucking shit this was so good)
Asteroid City
National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation
In The Tall Grass
Books
Harrow the Ninth by Tamryn Muir: good! I fucking struggled at the beginning getting through but it paid off. (3.5/5)
The Falls by Joyce Carol Oates: a fun gothic romance/tragedy set in Niagra Falls which took an environmentalist angle I was not expecting at all. Picked it up at a Goodwill and enjoyed it much more than I thought I would. (4/5)
A Game of Thrones by GRRM: I mean, it's a classic. The way the plot unfolds at the end really is incredible, but from the first chapter it grips you. (4/5)
The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas: HOLY SHIT if you read one book because of me let it be this one, it is criminally underrated for how well known it is. It is thee action-adventure novel of all time, hysterically funny and easy to read. (5/5)
The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern: I took a little dip into YA to bring some autumn vibes to my summer internship. Plot was bad, vibes came through. (2.5/5)
Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte: fucking slaps!! anyone who thinks it isn't romantic is dead wrong, I found it much more engaging than Jane Eyre, the other Bronte novel I've read. (4.5/5)
Just Above My Head by James Baldwin: a gripping account of two black families before and during the civil rights movement, of which one son becomes a famous gospel singer. Julia, one of the daughters and a child evangelist, stuck with me long after I finished it (5/5)
Nona the Ninth by Tamryn Muir: enjoyed it more than HTN, Nona asking about her birthday present made me cry, as did Campal :( (4.5/5)
That Summer In Paris by Morley Callaghan: put me in a massive reading slump over a silly little Goodwill read, never have I been less entertained by what was essentially a book of entirely gossip about 1920s writers. (2/5)
The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins: read it immediately after ABOSAS, holds up in its entirety, particularly in the environmental descriptions (4/5)
A Clash of Kings by GRRM: I've already posted about this a ton but holy shit, it's slow getting there but the payoff is incredible. really excited to keep reading bc George absolutely sold me on this web of political and personal relationships. (4.5/5)
A Place Bewitched and Other Stories by Nikolai Gogol: the cap for the year, bleak Russian short stories about weird little tales. would hit harder during fall. (3/5)
Shows
The Last of Us (as good as people said it was. sold me on zombie media as someone who does not like zombie media)
TLOVM S2
You S4 (a decent ending, parts with Love Quinn were the best lolol)
Succession S4
Shadow and Bone S2
Partner Track (CUTE. wish netflix didn't cancel it)
Marvelous Mrs Maisel S5 (a letdown tbh)
Game of Thrones S1
BBC Musketeers (I had a big three musketeers phase this year; this was my fav adaptation I watched. a lot of heart and a lot of silly, I am very biased about it)
BC Strike
Bridgerton - Queen Charlotte (I watched this in French, had a miserable time)
The Terror
The Bear (twice)
The Summer I Turned Pretty S2 (steven and taylor!!!!!)
Legends of Tomorrow S1-5 (rewatching with Roommate)
Yellowjackets S1
Over The Garden Wall (I watch this every autumn)
Gilmore Girls, Seinfeld (continuously)
The X Files S1-2
Blue Eye Samurai (shockingly blunt and visceral in everything from it's depiction of racism to fully committing to animating a boner).
Unfinished: Fionna and Cake, the Fall of the House of Usher. we're working on it.
Top Five Movies (no rewatches):
5. 500 Days of Summer
4. Get Out
3. The Green Knight
2. La La Land
The Boy and The Heron
Top Five Books:
5. Wuthering Heights
4. Nona the Ninth
3. A Clash of Kings
2. Just Above My Head
The Three Musketeers
Top Five Shows:
5. The Last of Us
4. Yellowjackets
3. BBC's The Musketeers
2. Blue Eye Samurai
The X Files
If you made it this far send me an ask telling me what ur favs were this year or thoughts you have on mine :)
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Are you looking to be a writer or an actor?
(Sorry for the late & long answer Silvy I passed out last night after watching a movie with my girlfriend. I also apologize for my outburst I woke up from a nap and didn't let my logic brain take over.) Eventually.....Yes! I know others have the right to their own opinions but I can't let that rip away my dreams of achieving my goals I've been working since '15. I actually have a lot (like 10-15) of scripts in which a couple of them are MLP action movies that I would like to be in motion capture which is one of my favorite type of acting to see and would love to do (If they can turn doctor strange into a dragon in the hobbit, we definitely have the technology to make motion capture MLP). I've backlogged them because I lost interest for the last seven years to write anything. I go back to them every once in a while to show how shitty of a writer and amateur I was before college. I've even done acting for a while as well. Mostly stage acting back in middle school where I did Shakespeare (Othello, Hamlet, & yes Romeo & Juliet) and college (I got to do a scene from a good play called 'Red' where I got to show off my acting skills in front of people not even familiar or interested in acting and I raised a few eyebrows indeed. Yes a lot of movies seem lack of creativity but there are a lot of them that do like a movie that me and my partner @noxs-mun watched last night which was 'Nimona' which was the best. I'm not gonna say nothing. This is one that you will have to watch yourself. Now, I have been on a professional movie set back in May, it was a horror feature length film called, 'Skinwalkers' and in which I was brought on as a Camera Production Assistant and where I met my new best friend Gene Sung (the Director of Photography) and I was promoted to 2nd Assistant Cameraman now I am a Assistant Cameraman they are both different job roles. 1st A.C. works closely to the D.P. and does all the focus pulling to make sure the shot isn't too blurry and it's very sharp (unless the shot require it to be blurry). At the end of the shoot day (depends on the set and director and how they want each day to go which is the Assistant Director's job. They come up with a schedule each night to say what shots need to be done each day and some days go from 10-19 hours) the assistant cameraman what we call 'media dump' onto a laptop or PC and save it in a folder along our shooting process. I just wanted to added that last part to kind of teach you about some of the behind the scenes work on what happens on a professional set in movies. The process is similar in television but they work on multiple episodes instead of a long movie. I agree to your point yes movies are getting longer and longer but for some of my scripts I kind of need that amount of time to put more into my stories. I'd love to discuss more of this with you and have a nice conversation about movies cause we share a lot of movies we like in our long friendship going on almost 10 years (as of April 14th of next year) Ghostbusters 1&2 (Fuck 2016 one. Haven't seen Afterlife yet) Mad Max (All of them. I just love all of them) if your laptop ever decides not to fuck up I am on discord in which I hold movie nights with my girlfriend every Friday. We're clearing our backlogs right now and watching something new as well. Love ya Silvy, ~Flare Flare
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Title: The Night When No One Had Sex
Author: Kalena Miller
Genre: YA Fiction | Comedy | Romance | Friendship | LGBTQ+
Content Warnings: Sexual Content
Overall Rating: 9.8/10
Personal Opinion: This is a book about horny teenagers trying to get it on with their prom dates and everything goes wrong to prevent them from doing such. It is comedy-centric and I find it hilarious. The antics these kids get into are just absolutely wild. But especially for Julia and Kevin. They were my favorite couple along with Alex and Leah. And not just because they included Asian men. But because they were wholesome and hilarious.
Do I Own This Book? No.
Spoilers Below For My Likes & Dislikes:
Likes:
- This is a comedy-centric book and I will grade it as such. It is hilarious. Chaotic but hilarious. With Julia being the center of most of the chaos. Her fear of cats, the fantasy roleplay, the trapped in the closet, the all-caps texting, she really brought the funny in this book. She is easily my favorite and it’s not just because her boyfriend is Kevin, the fat Chinese guy who is just so sweet on her. Finally, decent Kevin representation!
- Okay, let’s break down some of the comedic points. The cat. First of all, Bulldog is a horrible yet hilarious name for a cat. Just the mere fact that this cat existed in the vicinity of these horny teenagers is funny. But what makes it funnier is that he ended up on the roof with Madison and Jake. He kept on interrupting couples and just popping up in random places, it was hilarious. 
- The excessive amounts of lube on the bed, oh my god. I can absolutely imagine the first time jitters involved with sex and the fact that Julia just emptied an entire bottle of lube onto her hand kills me. And especially because Kevin just had to point it out. Why does it make it funnier? I don’t know but it does.
- The fantasy roleplay killed me. Not only because Kevin had no idea what a fantasy elf was and based his idea of it on Santa’s elves but the fact that he thought it would be sexy is hilarious. But the best part was when Julia got into the role playing while trapped in the closet and Kevin had to yell out their safe word to get her to listen to him. That just ended me. Can you imagine trying to be sexy and then your boyfriend just screams “PIGEONS!”
- The visual of Zoe angrily and aggressively kneading dough while her girlfriend obliviously celebrates her getting into Yale is also hilarious. A little sad because how can Morgan not see how upset Zoe is? But mostly funny because they’re supposed to be fucking and instead, Zoe decided to make scones at ass o’clock because her uncle has a room that’s just a shrine to Yale.
- Speaking of the bedrooms, the other bedroom with the animal heads is also hilarious. The fact that Jake named them and Madison felt a kinship with one of them is so funny.
- Alex’s scenes were honestly much more endearing than funny. He was going through a lot with his grandmother in the hospital for surgery. But he had Leah by his side the entire time and their Romeo & Juliet, star crossed lovers thing had me hooked. I am a sucker for that trope. The fact that they were the only couple to actually have sex is hilarious to me too. Like I was truly laughing my ass off when he showed up to the house and Julia was like, “Well, at least the sex pact wasn’t a total failure.”
- I think the best part of this book is that everyone is just good people. Julia set up Alex and Leah. Leah stayed at the hospital to support Alex. Alex cares for the elderly and their park and the GEESE. Kevin didn’t mind not having sex with Julia immediately and read a whole book series just to make her happy. Morgan selflessly wanted her girlfriend to get into Yale and didn’t try to hold her back at all. And Jake! Sweet Jake. Now he was a surprise. He was actually really sweet to Madison and he accepted her breaking up with him with grace and humility. I respect that so much. He may be a dumb jock but he’s a good heart.
Dislikes:
- Uncle Ross didn’t show up much and he honestly wasn’t that scummy but his obsession with Yale does make me feel gross. It doesn’t help that my association with men who graduated from Yale is in the toilet currently. So I just did not like the man whatsoever. But he did lend his cabin to his niece and her friends and that was pretty cool of him, I guess.
- The actual reason why this book doesn’t get a perfect rating is Zoe. She’s supposed to be the smartest person in their grade and the most rational person in their friend group. But instead of talking things out with everyone about her not wanting to go to Yale, she let it silently eat away at her until she was basically crying and yelling at others. That was especially not fair to Morgan. Especially because Zoe acknowledged that she should’ve told Morgan and instead of telling her, she continued to keep it inside. That’s so frustrating. When characters know the solutions to their problems and just don’t act on them.
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what kind of Cheerscoops Mutual:tm: would i be if i didn't ask you about them?
cheerscoops!!!
when I started shipping it if I did: i really do not know. it was sometime summer/fall 2022. someone made an edit and i was like alright. according to my tag the first post is from october.
my thoughts: i love this idea of them being in the same circles but not really ever having the chance of being closer. actually i'm going to tell you bc i have 3 cheerscoops aus to write from my follower event and it's going to be centered around this idea of wrong time, right person. that maybe it could have started in 83 but steve met nancy and/or chrissy had jason. and maybe something in summer 85 but chrissy had jason and steve was sad boy scoops. it's going to be fun i think bc i love the idea of them genuinely being so right for each other but always with the wrong timing. and obviously i love a good rarepair, i love to operate in au, so there are a lot of possibilities with them. i'm also obsessed with the fact that shut up and dance by walk the moon is them. idk if i ever told anyone that. but my tag for them in bookmarks on ao3 is my discotheque juliet teenage dream.
What makes me happy about them: i feel like they'd be really good for each other in terms of understanding parental issues, the implied abuse with chrissy's mother, the implied abandonment from steve's parents. i think they could such bright spots in hawkins for each other.
What makes me sad about them: well. chrissy died. and they never interacted. and we must operate in aus.
things done in fanfic that annoys me: i have only read 2 so far and neither did anything to annoy me. i should read more but ya girl(gn) cannot focus on fics right now. but i think a lot of steve fanon annoys me to no end so i'm very selective about how people write him.
things I look for in fanfic: happiness!!! they both fucking deserve it.
Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: i've said it before but i'm a whore. i ship both with multiple people. but happiness over all.
My happily ever after for them: they get the fuck out of hawkins, away from their family, and have the family they deserve. (whether or not it comes with nuggets, that's up to chrissy)
who is the big spoon/little spoon: oh it's so classic but steve's big and chrissy is little. unless steve is sick. bc you know he's a baby when sick if his guard is down with someone.
what is their favorite non-sexual activity: baking/cooking. i'm deep in the headcanon that steve can cook and cooks well and i like this idea of chrissy baking a lot when she's not under her mother's thumb.
send me a ship, character or 5 to rank
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