#anyone do the kind of thing I do but for GL?
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Can you recommend someone who does for GL what you do for BL? I'm starting to get into it a little and even though it seems microscopic by comparison, I'd love to have more historical / cultural context (and ratings & recommendations!).
No I can't sorry, but I'll post the ask in case anyone who follows me knows.
I wrote a think piece on it but otherwise haven't covered it much.
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Tara Carpenter x Detective!Reader
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Preview: "Tara wants to go to college, study, party, make mistakes, and maybe even find love – glancing back at you with that thought. She wanted to be a normal 20-year-old, doing 20-year-old things with her older… girlfriend? Tara didn’t know if she could call you that, but you shared enough sweet soft moments with her to consider you, hers. But she couldn’t do that if she had to look over her shoulder at every creak with a startle."
Warnings: suggestive themes, mentions of violence and mature language. slight scream vi spoilers. read at your own risk.
Note: Reader is around Sam's age, so like 25 or 26. Tara being a words of affirmation girlie. Thought this dynamic would be fun to write about. I'm incapable of writing shorter oneshots ig, so enjoy 6k+ words of whatever this is lol.
Word Count: 6.1k+
The honking of horns blowing through the cool night air was muffled when you pushed the glass door of the diner open. The chimes of the overhead bell rang alerting the room of your presence but barely anyone turned their heads – save for Sam Carpenter who smiled at you.
You shuddered away remnants of the chill air off your shoulders, stepping closer to the bartop; claiming your seat in the far corner pressed up against the wall. A mug is placed on the counter before you even finish hanging your jacket on the back of the chair.
You slide into the high-top seat as the brunette pours coffee into the mug with a carafe. “Still hot, wow, I must be special.”
“Yeah okay, hotshot. You just happened to make it in time for a new pot.” She rolls her eyes, and you hide your smirk behind the mug; taking a sip – ignoring the fact that you usually come in at this time.
“You on the clock?” She asks, leaning on her elbows atop the counter. She glances back briefly, making sure her snitch of a coworker wasn’t around to scold her for not doing her job.
It was still too early for the influx of drunk regulars and one-timers to come by, so really the only kinds of people in here were the ones who were getting off work too late to make dinner at home.
“Just got off, 16 hours. But got a new lead on a case that went cold a couple of months ago so I guess I’m doing a double. Just reviewing some notes now.” You sigh heavily, gesturing to the files and folders sprawled out on the table.
She chuckles, shaking her head. “You work too much. You need to take a break and focus on something else outside of work. When was the last time you did something just for you?”
You roll your eyes at her mocking tone, shooting back, “Oh yeah? You learn that from therapy?”
It was her turn to glower when you remind her of the doctor visits.
“Yeah, that’s usually the advice therapists love to give me before I actually open up – you know like they tell me to and suddenly they’re running for the hills, one by one.”
You snort, all too familiar with the tales of her doctor visits. It took a while for Sam to open up to you; trust came sparsely these days for the Carpenter. It wasn’t until one of your frequent visits turned into you having to step in and kick a rowdy group of drunkards who were harassing Sam of something along the lines of ‘Woodsboro’ and ‘Ghostface’. It was only when you threatened the group with jail time did they relent.
Sam knew she could trust you after you sent her an acknowledging nod when the group left and went back to minding your own business. The next time you visited, she opened up; about her past, her father, her hallucinations, the attacks and the trauma that came afterward. And, how she managed to land herself in the big city, which sprouted an overzealous rant about her strained relationship with her sister.
You knew how to read people well, it was a significant part of your job to be able to. So, you knew from the moment you laid eyes on her that there was a fire behind those dark eyes that she desperately tried to douse – you had interrogated and dealt with enough people to know what the glint meant.
You were honest to Sam that you had an inkling of suspicion about the darkness in her mind – you still accepted her despite knowing her dirty secret; that a part of her doesn’t feel bad for killing Richie and Amber, if anything it felt kinda good. Sam was confused as to why you, a cop, weren't locking her behind bars at the confession.
But, having dealt with the scum of the Earth, you can tell she was nothing like them.
It isn’t always easy to differentiate people between just good and bad, you told her when she asked.
A friendship blossomed between you two after that, bonding over similar traumas. Sam invited you to her apartment to meet her friends and sister – who all interrogated you, Mindy, most especially to make sure you weren’t secretly Ghostface. The girl had some skills in that department, you'll admit.
Coming to learn of your career and how surprisingly well Sam trusted you, the group lowered their walls bit by bit. They would never say it out loud but they felt way safer having you around.
“That’s why I don’t go to therapy.” You shrug, taking a sip of the steaming coffee; letting the heat warm your bones.
She snorts, pretending to be wiping the countertop when her coworker peeks her head out to look at you two. “You probably need it more than anyone else in this place.”
“You’re not wrong about that.” You mumble, as you flip through the evidence photos of a homicide you investigated five months ago. The pictures were gruesome, but it was just another day on the job for you. Maybe that’s why you and Sam got along more than expected.
Sam’s phone vibrates from her back pocket and she fishes it out, reading the text.
‘We got into some trouble, some help?’ it was Anika, no doubt being appointed to text Sam because the others didn't want to do it themselves.
“Dammit.” Sam sighs, already taking off her apron to leave.
“What’s up?” You raise a brow at her panicked expression.
“My sister and her friends got into some trouble. I need to get them. Crap! They’re all the way in the East Village.” She says reading the other incoming texts on her phone. “This is what I get for letting her go out.”
“Come on, I’ll drive you.” You say, already standing when Sam mentioned Tara. The thought of the brunette in trouble makes your heart stop for a moment.
“No, I can’t ask you to do that. You’re working.” She shakes her head in protest.
“Carpenter, it’s a 30-minute drive just to get to the East Village, get your ass permission to leave then meet me at my car. Acting like Danny wouldn’t have my ass if I just left you like this.” You mutter, acting indifferent – but it was true, her boyfriend would have your head on a stick if you ever left Sam high and dry, not that you would ever.
She nods, knowing she won’t win this one with you. You throw a $20 tip, slip on your jacket, and make your way back out into the cool fall air.
You lit a cigarette to pass time as you wait for Sam – leaning against your car, trying to ease the nervousness raging in you as you think of what kind of trouble Tara found herself in.
You and Tara are... complicated. You two haven't exactly slapped a label on it, all you know is you care about her more than you probably should.
Because of your close connection with Sam, and how much everyone secretly trusted you. You and Tara found yourselves growing closer to each other with each visit to their apartment.
Tara was weary about you at first introduction, ignoring that you were ridiculously attractive. She can still remember Mindy asking you to your face 'Where did Sam find you?' in a flirtatious tone. You just chuckled and explained how you met her sister, and Tara knew it was kind of wrong, but she couldn't help but be intrigued…
Then Sam started leaving you two alone in the apartment to run some errands. With not much to do, Tara decided to pop a horror movie in to watch with you – finding out you’ve never seen ‘Se7en’ after inquiring if your job was just like the movies.
A connection between you and Tara blossomed from those moments in that tiny NYC living room.
Suddenly she wasn't just your friend's little sister and man, is she magnetic.
She educates you on the joys of horror movies and you watch every single one, listening to her analysis of each scene; simply enjoying the serenity she brings out in you.
Tara is secretly glad you are older than her because sometimes it meant you’re so different, but that just means she can expose you to her interests, and vice versa. You never turned her down – no matter what it was.
On the slim chance you got off work early enough, you visited the diner to keep Sam company and do some work.
Sometimes though, when Sam would end mid-morning, you two would continue your talks at her apartment – sometimes with Danny, over whatever leftover diner food she would steal from her work for you three to munch on over beers and conversation.
Those would be the nights where you would pass out on their couch from drinking and Tara would finally come out of her room when Sam and Danny leave. She would tuck a blanket over your sleeping figure, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, taking the time to scan your features for any injuries. And in the mornings, when you were gathering your bearings from a night of drinks and bad choices, Tara would force you to sit down at their dining table and have breakfast with her. Scolding you for your irresponsible choices, but being grateful you were in front of her, nonetheless.
She worries for you with your job and all.
And as you find yourself giving into her request for morning coffee, stolen kisses, and conversation – you push away thoughts of being late to work as you find yourself grateful for similar musings the longer you stare at the pretty girl across from you.
“Wow, if people couldn’t tell you're a narc. They sure could now.” Sam takes the time to poke fun at you – pulling you out of your daydream. You look down at your figure; sporting a button-down shirt, trousers with your leather jacket on top and trusty leather boots on your feet.
You roll your eyes in realization and flick away the cigarette bud, yanking the car door open.
“It’s the work dress cod– just get in the damn car, Carpenter.”
– –
The usual thirty-minute drive instead took fifteen minutes as you pounded on the accelerator, flipped the sirens on, and dashed past other cars on the road as they cleared the way for you.
You arrive at the corner of a lower Manhattan intersection, the East Village was known for its bustling nightlife; you can see a mix of all ages of people wandering the street as they continue their bar crawl.
It was further down the road, where you can see six sullen-looking figures sitting on the curb of the sidewalk – a police officer standing above them.
Sam dashes out of the car before you can even finish parking. You see her run down the street and talk to the officer, getting in his face and the six others look at her panicked. You sigh, and make your way out of the car, strapping your badge to your belt – you’d need to use it soon, you’re sure.
Tara’s eyes immediately connect to you as soon as you climb out of the car. Before she can think about it, she’s standing up to meet you. “Ah ah, I said sit down! You better listen or I’ll throw you all in jail for the night.”
“You can’t do that!” Sam shouts, stepping closer to the police officer. You decided enough was enough when you saw the police officer resting his hand on his holster.
“All right, that’s enough.” You grasp Sam’s elbow, yanking her away from the police officer. The older Carpenter is slightly startled by the rough tug, but you push her behind you getting in between her and the policeman.
“I think we’re all good here officer, thank you.” You say with finality. You weren’t asking, you were telling and Tara’s inebriated mind is all hot and bothered.
“Like hell we are, these six were caught sneaking into a club underage, and this one.” He points to Sam, “is getting on my nerves. Now, it seems like I can add you to the list, ‘cause who the hell you think you are, buddy?”
You briefly glance a stern side-eye to Tara at ‘club and underage’, she immediately looks away.
“Detective Y/L/N from the 99th precinct.” You slide your jacket aside to flash him the badge on your waist.
”And, you must be… Officer Leroy. From 6th, huh.” Reading his name tag and badge.
“Think that’s supposed to mean something?” You see his eyes on your badge before glowering to meet your eyes. “I’ll arrest you too.”
The group breaks out into loud protests.
You chuckle knowingly, “How long you been in the force buddy?” You ask, not unaware of all of the eyes on you as you and the officer have a stare-off.
“Four months.” He answers confidently, pushing his shoulders up and back to appear taller.
“Hmm… see I had a feeling. ‘Cause, my buddy Rivers just got promoted to Captain six months ago over on the 6th precinct, which means he’s most likely your superior. I wonder what you’ll tell him as to what charge you picked us up for. ‘Cause well, he will see me.” You shrug, offering up that thought for him to think about.
“Oh better yet, I’d just love to see what you write down on that case report, Officer. Leroy.” Your tone was harsh now as you stepped in his face, intimidating him.
He was forced to take a step back as you got in his space, his features paling, it took a few seconds before he conceded. “Fine! Just get the hell out of here, and don’t let me see you again!”
Everyone let out a relieved sigh as you smirked at his submission; everyone immediately takes the chance to leave and Sam tries to tug on your arm but you were still staring the cop down. He put this hand on his fucking gun when Sam got in his face and anger was quickly rising in your veins – you were unmovable, even by rough force.
“Y/N it’s over, let’s go.” Sam tries again but she can feel your arm harden as your knuckles tighten into a fist. “Y/N, seriously.”
Tara sobered up by the time police charges was being thrown around and her worry about your protectiveness was increasing. Sam couldn’t even pull you away. Chad steps in when Sam asks for help to convince you to move. He puts a hand on your shoulder, whispering calming words, no doubt.
But nothing was working as you stood there, still unmovable. She wouldn’t be surprised if Chad threw you over his shoulder and dragged you away, even though you weren’t that much smaller than him. In your boots, you were nearly at his height and Tara had to strain her neck to try and meet your eyes.
It was only when Tara pulled away from Quinn and Mindy’s hold and stepped in front of you, putting a hand just above your chest that you blinked, glancing down at her. “Y/N, let’s go… please.”
When you tried to glance back up at the other officer, whose partner had seen the commotion and tried his own efforts in calming him; his patience thinning by the second – was when Tara’s grasp on your shirt firmed, making you look back at her own stern eyes.
"Let's. Go." Her tone left no room for argument. Warning you from doing something stupid and you clench your jaw, looking away from the uniformed officers.
“Fine…"
Everyone slowly releases a breath when your rigid posture relaxes. “I’m driving you home, let’s go.” You exclaim to the rest but look directly at Tara, “Especially you, Carpenter.”
You place a hand on the sliver of her back and Tara shivers not used to being this close to you in a while. Your hand keeps its place even as you both turn and Sam is immediately on her ass about sneaking into a club. You guide the bickering sisters to walk to the car, zoning out the familiar sounds of their argument.
“–ou’re lucky Y/N was at the diner, who knows what that creep would’ve done if we didn’t drive out here in time.” Your hand tightens, subtly bringing her closer to your side at Sam’s words, Tara glances over when you do.
“It was fine until you got there and started overreacting, Sam.” Tara rolls her eyes, way past just ‘over’ Sam’s overprotectiveness. The younger girl loved her sister, she did, but she didn’t want to live her life constantly looking over her shoulder.
Tara wants to go to college, study, party, make mistakes, and maybe even find love – glancing back at you with that thought. She wanted to be a normal 20-year-old, doing 20-year-old things with her older… girlfriend? Tara didn’t know if she could call you that, but you shared enough sweet soft moments with her to consider you, hers. But she couldn’t do that if she had to look over her shoulder at every creak with a startle.
Sam scoffed offended, “Are you kidding me right now?” And you sigh because you can feel a bigger fight brewing and you can hear the slurring in Tara’s words, not a good mix.
“Let’s get you all home first before we do this, okay?” You cut in when you see the car come closer into view. Fishing for your keys, you throw them at Sam making her catch them.
“Walk ahead and start the car for me, please?” You ask with a raised brow; tilting your head to gesture to Tara saying a wordless ‘i got her’. Sam relents, tightly gripping the keys and walked ahead.
Tara leans her head against your shoulder, grateful for the brief moment of seclusion as everyone else walks up ahead.
“Are you mad at me?” You glance down at her frown, before looking away.
“No. I’m not.”
“That wasn’t very convincing. If you’re mad you can tell me… cause then I can fix it.” You feel her run her hand up and down your back, under your jacket. It made a shiver run up your spine as she continued rubbing lines on the fabric of your shirt.
“I swear, I’m not mad. A little disappointed but no, not mad.”
Tara huffs, sliding her arm off your back when you reach the car; the talk cut short. You open the car door sitting Tara inside, it was a tight squeeze but she was small. You’d sit her on your lap if her sister wasn't here. Anika did sit on Mindy’s lap though with poor Chad in the middle seat and then Tara.
She squeezes your hand just before you shut the door.
Apparently, Ethan and Quinn elected not to go home and continue on with their night.
Sam is already sitting in the passenger seat by the time you closed Tara’s door. With a sigh, you pull your door open, sit behind the wheel and drive off to the Carpenter’s apartment.
– –
Sam hurriedly rushes everyone into the living room as soon she opens the door; making sure to quadruple lock it, twist the handle to make sure it's locked and look out the peephole. It was Sam’s routine whenever she got into their place.
“Come on, let’s go, sit down.” Sam waves at you all, walking to the kitchen to grab water for everyone.
You help Tara onto the far edge of the couch, sitting her beside Mindy, who sat beside Anika. Chad decided to choose a record to listen to get rid of the tense air.
You felt Tara pulling you down with her, “Let me sit on your lap.” She mutters only to you.
“We can’t,” You whisper in her ear, slightly shaking your head. You hear her huff when you refuse her and see the pout on her lips when you pulled back, slightly smiling at her adorableness.
You force yourself to walk away from the younger Carpenter; heart tugging firmly, wanting nothing more than to wrap her in your arms, especially after not knowing what kind of trouble she was in.
Instead, you make your way into the kitchen to help Sam with the water bottles and bread.
“Is this necessary, Sam?” You ask the brunette, who was frantically searching through the fridge on her knees.
“You kidding? Chad is literally just staring holes at the record player.” She rebuttals and you glance back at the younger boy in amusement.
With a chuckle, you say, “He’s just high as shit. He’ll come down soon, plus he’s here now, they all are. Just relax and take a deep breath, man.” You remind her in a serious tone, holding out a hand to hold all the water bottles she was passing off to you.
“I know, I know. I was just worried.” She follows your advice taking calming, deep breaths as you follow along with her.
“Your therapist would be so proud, Samantha.” You tease smugly as she scoffs, hitting your leg from her position on the floor – you kick her back.
“Can you make sure Tara drinks and eats something, and that she’s okay before going to bed?” Sam asks you in a hushed tone, although she didn’t need to. The other four were all too engrossed either in the music or the TV in the back.
“Why me?”
“She’s not ready to talk to me and I’m not either... and I just wanna sleep right now.” She admits with a plead behind her eyes and you nod with no hesitation.
“I'll make sure all of them make it to bed, don’t worry.” She nods appreciatively, then stands so you can both get back to the other four in the living room – tossing them some bread.
“Finish that whole bottle before going to sleep, I don’t care if you piss your pants while you do ‘em.” You say in a stern tone while throwing the bottles, then sitting on the armchair to Tara’s left.
Sam shares a look with you as she slips out of the room, wordlessly, leaving you with the other four. They watched TV for the next 20 minutes, glancing around as each of them got progressively tired the more time ticked on.
“Alright. I think it’s time to call it a night.” You call it.
The twins and Anika slowly got up, muttering goodbyes and promises of texting Tara once they’d made it home. You offered to drive them to their dorm but felt the silent conversation between the friends – as Tara got them to turn you down to get you to stay here with her.
You lean against the front door, watching as the trio made their way down the stairs until they were out of sight. As soon as you shut the door closed, you felt arms wrap around your midsection – making you turn around.
“I missed you,” Tara mutters against your chest making you chuckle when it slightly tickled.
You cup her jaw, making her look into your eyes. “I missed you too, baby.”
Tara melts at the term of endearment, grabbing your neck to pull you down for a long searing kiss. Lips slotted over one another as they found the familiar grooves of each other’s mouths. Only breaking apart when Tara confessed with a bated breath, “You looked so hot confronting that other cop.”
“Yeah?”
“Mhmm…” She mutters connecting her mouth to your neck, peppering wet kisses there. She can hear you sigh in satisfaction and it makes her hold on you tighten even more. But with great reluctance, you pulled away from Tara; who whimpered in protest.
“We can’t, babe.” You remind her, pointing with your head to Sam’s room.
She frowns, “then come to my room.” Problem solved. She smirked devilishly, tugging you toward her room; you refused.
“We still can’t. You’re drunk and I’m not taking advantage.” You whisper, only stepping close to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. She groans letting her head drop to your shoulder as your hand played with her hair.
“I hate that you’re a goodie two shoes.” She mutters making you laugh.
You tilt her head up with the hand already in her hair – gaze intense as you whisper, “I can assure you, I am far from a goodie two shoes.”
And Tara thought she melted at the way your voice dropped an octave when you said that but she knew she melted when you leaned down, tugging her by the hair, to connect your lips.
It was barely a peck, all tender and fleeting.
When you pulled away, she smirked knowingly watching as your eyes traced a path from her lips to her eyes – your gaze all dark, lustful. When your eyes connect you dive into her with a hair-raising kiss; all hungry and pining.
The feeling of your tongue clashing against hers and sounds of soft moans sends time stopping like only you and her exist in this apartment together. But Tara knows it doesn’t really stop and she has to eventually pull away before she takes you in the hallway – right then and there.
“God, you drive me crazy,” Tara whispers against your lips.
“So do you… cause sneaking into a club, really?” You ask unimpressed and Tara immediately pulls back, groaning.
Snickering as you follow closely behind when she walks into her room, trying to get away from you.
“You’re a mood-killer.” She mutters sitting on her bed, arms crossed over her chest; sulking.
“And you’re gonna give me and Sam a heart attack soon.” You joke but it was true. Tara loved to prove her sister wrong; not like being told what to do. It grew a defiant attitude in her that loved to stir shit up just for the hell of it, and that landed her in some hot waters with her friends sometimes. She definitely made your blood pressure sky-rocket, sometimes too.
“Why?” Tara probes. You were always so elusive and mysterious – it came with your job and allure. She can barely get you to open up about your feelings most of the time, saying you prefer to show her than tell her. You definitely did, so this admission from you was new. It has Tara yearning to hear more words of affirmation from you.
“Do I have to spell it out for you? I care about you, dummy. I nearly caused multiple accidents just to get to you. I was going like 80 mph the whole time,” You admitted, scratching the back of your neck a little ashamed.
“You were really that worried?” She asks, looking up at you with a hopeful stare like she was surprised.
“Of course, I was Tara. I even used the siren lights.” You shake your head at the fact that she’s even asking.
She was smiling goofily as you walked closer to stand between her legs, taking both her hands in yours. “I worry for all of you. But you, well, I always worry for you 'cause I’m thinking about you all the time.” You confessed in a whisper in her dark room.
Tara bites her lip, staring up at you with an indecipherable look. “You’re the worst.” Was the words that left her mouth.
“What, why?” You ask laughing.
She lets go of your hands to fiddle with your shirt buttons, muttering, “‘Cause you’re standing here looking all good and saying all the right things, and you still won’t fuck me.”
“Oookay…” You chuckle, grabbing at her fingers trying to unbutton your shirt, “That’s enough from you tonight. Let’s get you to bed before you say anything else you might regret tomorrow.”
She huffed but allowed you to grab her some new clothes to help her change; still not fucking her, Tara complains. Your eyes never even strayed from hers, not even when she took her bra off to change shirts and batted her eyes seductively. When she was all ready, you helped her to bed; tucking her in.
“Stay with me?” She asks grabbing onto your shirt, then gripping tighter. “Please.”
“What about Sam?” You ask softly, pushing away some hair from her face.
“She’s probably already sleeping, if not, she’s gonna be in her room all night.” Tara reasons, fully tugging you on top of her.
You give in like you always do.
Work for you and classes for Tara have been a lot right now, not being able to find time alone. You were practically living at the police station with the crime surge in the city, working late nights and long hours. With Sam’s overprotectiveness, Tara can say goodbye to dates so she only really sees you when you come over with her sister. You take your jacket off, place it on the chair in the corner of her room and tug your boots off. Remembering you had a change of clothes here from when Tara ransacked your closet; you picked out a shirt and shorts before getting into bed beside the younger Carpenter.
She was on you in an instant, swinging a leg over your waist, shoving her face in your neck. You feel her exhale a calming breath, once she’d settled into a comfortable position on you. You reciprocate by wrapping a strong grip around her waist, cherishing the way her skin warmed yours and how the weight of her body felt perfect.
“Just stay with me until I fall asleep?” She asks you with such a vulnerable gaze that you would never dream of ever telling her no.
You nod, pressing a kiss to her lips, then forehead. “Of course, pretty girl. Goodnight.”
She smiles against your lips, whispering her own, “goodnight.”
As you hold Tara Carpenter in your arms, you find yourself fending off sleep, only ever being this relaxed around the girl. You squeeze her slightly, feeling grateful to be with her at this moment with all the craziness in your two’s lives. No worries of outside-world problems could break the cozy bubble you and Tara created. Without ever standing a chance, you lose the fight to sleep and easily fall off the precipice with her in your embrace.
– –
“Tara, do you have my nail polish – Oh this is cute.”
You spring up, the voice startling you from the most relaxed sleep you’ve ever had; the type that makes your entire body heavy and head foggy when you wake up. You were the lightest of sleepers, a pin drop could probably startle you awake, but never when you fell asleep beside Tara.
“What the fuck?” Tara grumbles against your side, peaking her head up to see Quinn watching you two in bed.
It took you a few seconds to realize where you were and instantly pale when you realize you never left the Carpenter Sister’s apartment, you never even made it out of Tara’s bed. You can feel the stream of sunlight coming in from Tara’s window and just know you had majorly fucked up.
“I just needed my nail polish but this is quite a sight, definitely a pleasant surprise.” She waves a hand toward you two, and you roll your eyes.
“Shit babe, Sam.” Tara places a hand on your arm. You check the watch strapped on your wrist for the time, 10:32 AM – making you leap out of her, oh so warm bed.
“Screw Sam, my Captain is gonna be on my ass until next year if I don’t get to work now. I was late about two hours ago.” Grumbling, you yanked Tara’s closet open and grabbed the spare trousers and button-down, you stowed in there.
"Can't say I blame your Captain." Quinn retorts, heavily eyeing you as you change your shorts into trousers.
Tara groans at the mess this morning has already been, flopping onto her back.
“Screw Sam, huh?” She appears, leaning on the threshold just behind Quinn, crossing her arms over her chest.
Your hands stall on the tie you were tying as you hear your friend’s voice, making you turn around.
“I guess that’s a no on the nail polish?” Tara glares at her roommate.
Quinn shrugs, still ogling as you changed before turning to leave the room. “Not a wasted trip though, nice catch Tara.” She winks at the brunette – holding a thumbs up.
The redhead just laughs, moving out of the way when Tara attempts to throw a pillow at her.
“Sam… I’d love to explain but I am so late for work right now.” You plead at the older sister.
Tara sat on her bed wordlessly, unsure of what Sam’s reaction is going to be – but ready to defend her relationship with you, regardless.
Sam chuckles shrugging lightly, “I already knew. Or well, I had a feeling, but this just confirms it.”
You and Tara look at each other at her confession, unsure if Sam’s words hold positive or negative connotations. Sam sees the eye-contact and laughs.
“I’m not mad, I promise. I was a little hurt that you didn’t tell me…” She pauses, “okay. I was really hurt when you guys didn’t tell me. But I realize I haven’t given Tara reason to trust me with anything about her life lately.”
That makes Tara’s head perk up at her sister’s admission. All she’s ever wanted was for Sam to trust her a little because trust went both ways in every type of relationship.
“And well, I guess I can’t think of anyone better to be with my sister than my cop friend. Especially after you came through for her last night. You were driving so fast, I thought I was gonna die.” Sam laughs a little but you’re still unconvinced.
When Sam realizes no one was still talking she chuckles again. “Guys, I’m serious!”
You cough clearing your throat, “Sorry Sam, it’s just that... I–uh,”
Tara decided to cut off your stammering, “We’re just surprised, Sam. We thought you'd be more upset. And that we were more subtle.” She admits, shooting you a look.
“You weren't. But, I thought a lot about what to say until I realized it was just you guys and I care about you two so much. You don’t think I noticed Tara being a lot happier than usual and you actually looking somewhat at peace?” She asks rhetorically, reading you and Tara to filth – your cheeks reddening, not being used to being at the other end of the ‘questioning’.
“I see how you look at each other. I know you’ll protect her.” That last sentence she says looking at you and it means the world to get her approval – something that you didn’t even know you wanted, you nod at her appreciatively.
Sam pushes herself off the doorframe, tapping on it. “Now come on, there’s breakfast in the kitchen, don't let it get cold. And Y/N, I don’t think you’re gonna make it to work today.” She winks, leaving you and Tara alone in the room.
You didn’t say anything for a few seconds, unable to find words to describe what just transpired in the span of a few minutes. Then you hear a scoff bring you out of your reverie.
“What the hell was that,” Tara commented, getting up from the bed and closing the door before approaching you.
“I’m… not really sure. I can’t tell if I’m still asleep.” You mumble, grabbing at her cheeks to make sure you weren't in a dream. Tara whines against the pinching, swatting your hands away.
You laughed at her frown before leaning down to kiss her slightly chapped lips, all soft and slow. Tara pulls you closer by the neck, sighing against pressed mouths. A sweet moan escapes her mouth when you suck down hard on her lip, releasing it with a loud pop.
“You think I should call in sick today?” You whisper, running a gentle thumb to soothe her swollen lip.
Tara nods, eyes half-open still a little dazed from your kiss. When she gathers her bearings, she runs a hand down your half-done tie, tugging you closer. “Definitely.”
"You can tell me more about how worried you were and how fast you were driving too," She whispers against your mouth, using your tie as a leash.
"Are you turned on right now?"
"Kinda... can I drive with the sirens on?" She slides the question in like it was nothing.
"No."
"Buzzkill." She teases but pulls you on top when her back hits the mattress. “I’ll make you change your mind.”
You definitely forgot to make that phone call.
The rest of that morning was spent in between Tara’s sheets, you two hidden away from the world; ignoring the flurry of texts and calls from your work phone. Only leaving her room to grab some food and water, but getting caught in the crossfire of teasings from Tara's friends when they see the hickeys on your neck.
Tara merely strides past you, dressed in nothing but your button-down, stopping for a peck on the lips and grabbing the water from your hands before hiding back in her room to ignore her friends. You don’t miss the cheeky wink she tosses you and the grimace Sam lets out as she watches. Instead, you keep your head down and follow the smaller girl like a lost puppy, ignoring the other's whistles as you do.
And, when you make your way to your desk the next day, a mountain pile of shitty cases for the next month is stacked high as punishment.
You still find it hard to feel any remorse for the no-show.
It was definitely worth it.
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#tara carpenter#tara carpenter x reader#tara carpenter x fem reader#tara carpenter x you#tara carpenter imagine#sam carpenter#scream#scream 6#scream vi#jenna ortega
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I don't know if you have read about Filoni saying that anybody/everybody can use the force now, that it was GL's vision on the force which is clearly a misinterpretation imo, to me he's just trying to make excuses for his bad writting about Sabine in the Ahsoka series. I do like the idea of everyone being part of the living force but I hardly dislike to think that anyone can be force sensitive and "become a Jedi" like they are trying to imply now. I mean, being a Jedi is more than being sensitive i know but I hope i make sense in what i'm trying to say here. I do like Sabine in Rebels she is such a good character as she is, a badass Mandalorian, why everyone needs suddenly use the force and be a Jedi out of nowhere? I'd like to know your opinion about it if you feel like answering. Thanks.
I mean, I will give Felony this: I'm pretty sure Lucas did say somewhere along the way that the Force is for everyone/that everyone can use the Force.
My issue with Felony isn't that Sabine can use the Force, it's that his writing to take her down that path felt disconnected from her entire established story and that he stretched the worldbuilding too far--being able to grab your lightsaber in battle, okay, sure, maybe I could accept that, but the ability to also give Ezra a massive push across that huge of a distance.
The Jedi have always said the Force is for everyone, Yoda gives a whole speech to Jek, Thyre, and and Rhys about how they can use the Force to quiet their minds in the very first episode of TCW. I don't have Lucas' quote on hand, so take it or leave it as you will, but I do think "the Force is for everyone" fits with his themes.
I just don't think that Sabine being written as a Jedi makes sense for her character, even given how lost and adrift she felt (not that we actually got to see any of the important part of why she would turn down this path, just suddenly she's here! and only monologuing to tell us what happened), beyond Felony wanted her to be special. And I'm all for female characters getting to be special (male characters get to be special all the time) but not at the expense of breaking the worldbuilding, because now being able to wield the Force means less, because it's being handed out like candy to Felony's faves, rather than something that has worldbuilding and thematic rules.
But that's also coming from someone who cares more about the Force and the themes of the narrative than almost any single character in Star Wars, so I treat it as being rather precious, and other people aren't going to feel the same way. A lot of people probably did love Sabine getting to use the Force.
If Sabine had genuinely only been able to do small things or used it to quiet her mind/feel connected to the galaxy, I would have been perfectly fine with that. That made sense to me. But that giant push for Ezra to get him on the ship? Blehhhhh, that was more about making a Dramatic Moment than it was about keeping to the themes of Star Wars. So, personally, I'm just kind of compartmentalizing it into "Felony's pet fave gets special treatment, I'm not counting it towards worldbuilding" because I just don't care enough anymore. XD
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Japanese QL Corner
I am currently watching four different Japanese qls every week (is this real life?? I’m not used to this kind of bountiful access to Japanese media) and I don’t want them to get lost in the shuffle amongst the bigger Discourse shows, so I’m going to start posting this little round up at the end of each week. These are all on Gaga and I highly recommend watching!
Chaser Game W
Finally a high quality gl, we have been waiting so long. And this one is making some really interesting choices, namely in making one of its leads deeply unlikeable. It's clear that Harumoto broke her heart in a deeply foolish way (I smell noble idiocy), but Fuyu's revenge for her hurt feelings is way over the line of what anyone could consider fair. Not only did she pursue this job just to personally harass her ex, she is a terrible boss who is abusing her employees to work out her personal grudges, and she's awful to her husband, as well. This show is smart enough that I trust they have a point with this (likely one that will involve commentary on misogyny and traditional gender roles) so I am hanging in to see what it is.
Sahara Sensei to Toki-kun
This one is the latest in the Drama Shower line up, and it is really not working for me on the whole, but Toki is a great character and I wish I could port him to another show. This week's episode spent a baffling amount of time filling in a backstory for Sahara that we already understood, and didn't even connect it thematically to the ongoing plot in any meaningful way. In fact, given the backstory we saw, it made even less sense that Sahara would be encouraged to pursue a relationship with Toki. This show just feels very confused about both the social conventions of its universe and what it's ultimately trying to say. Looking forward to it wrapping next week and seeing what Drama Shower has on tap next.
Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yara ka
I LOVE THIS SHOW. Sakae is such a kind soul, and Soga is a dear. I love that this show is exploring the reality of what it looks like for an "opposites attract" pair to actually try to find common ground. Sakae falling for Soga at first sight, only to realize they have nothing in common and he will have to work hard to build a bond with him, is such a delight. And I like that it feels reciprocal and Soga is also making a sincere effort. And this show is doing nice things with the side characters, too. Tatsuta is a great Get A Grip Friend for Sakae, and Kazuyo is such a sweetheart that I really hope she'll stick around rooting for this pair once she inevitably gets let down gently. Also loved getting a glimpse of the exes this week and hope to see more filled in there.
Ossan's Love Returns
I am saving this one for last on Fridays going forward, because it's such a great note to end my week on. I already posted last week about why I'm so in love with it, and this week continued the love fest. This show is SO FUCKING FUNNY while also having some really awesome messages about relationships and love at any age. I love the way Maki and Haruta are given the same cute couple moments we'd see for younger bl pairs, and the casual affection between them really stands out among more reserved depictions of Japanese couples. Highlights this week also included father-in-law bonding, Takegawa trying out a Bachelor-esque reality show in his quest for a diaper partner, Chief continuing to be an absolute delight in every scene, and several new twists in the mystery of the neighbors (loved that Haruta was having all the same reactions to that backstory that I was). ONSEN EPISODE NEXT WEEK, BABY!
#chaser game w#sahara sensei to toki kun#sukiyanen kedo do yaro ka#ossan's love returns#japanese bl#japanese gl#japanese ql corner#shan shouts into the void
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Due to being held at gunpoint by the slay the princess fandom and voices in my head:
I guess it’s finally time for someone to write slay the princess x reader fanfiction headcannons (I haven’t done this stuff before but It is criminal how there’s only 1 on this platform)((my one true fear is somehow the creators see this because they have tumblr))
BTW: for this one the hc are for a voice inside the LQ head reader (if requested I’ll do different readers and other characters in slay the princess)
Characters for this one: voice of the stubborn, The narrator, voice of the smitten
Cw: the voice of the stubborn has to be a cw, possible ooc, slay the princess spoilers ofc, poly vibes going on for smitten and stubborn
Alright. First up is the voice of the Stubborn:
Platonic:
-Why? Jk jk I can’t talk on concerning choices when I’m a vot broken fan
-I don’t think he would talk much to you but like if you indulge ing want to fight the princess I picture you two being great friends
-I have a image in my head of this scenario if you indulge the “I wanna fight tendencies”
“See? They agree with me, the princess agree’s with me why can’t we just fight her like we are ment to?”
And Ig the reader hyping them up after this idk this is just headcannons
Romantic:
-yet again WHY? Jk jk
-the stubborns voice is hot
-well if all there voices are hot cus they are all voices by the same guy
-idk when the route ends and you both are in the flood of the shifting mound maybe you, him and the adversary could have the most violent polycule to exist
-the stubborn doesn’t strike me as the romantic type (for obvious reasons)
-but I do 100% believe he gets all cheesy fighting cmon man did you hear how he was talking abt fighting the adversary
-felt like he wanted to take her in a fight in both ways
-he would absolutely be similar to that with you
-maybe if your ok with ooc enough you can pretend he will be nicer or something
-if this was a tangible reality I think he would be the kind of person to grab stuff that makes them think of there s/o and not really talk all that romance
The narrator:
Platonic:
-why the narrator? Idk it’s not like anyone else is gonna do it
-I’m sires there’s the 4 narrator simps out there who are starved for food
-if your on-board with slaying the princess I’m sure he will like you if you aren’t annoying
-maybe if your one of the few sane individuals he would probably say something like
“Why can’t you all be like them?” If the other voices are being too annoying
Romantic:
-why?
-your man won’t even remember you whenever the LQ dies
-if you choose to go that route with the narrator idk man
-I don’t see him being very romantic ether
-I see him saying something like
“We can worry about that after the world is saved”
-gl your cooked
-if the princess does die for good ig you can all sit and enjoy eternity together
-if you get bored I guess I see him doing something like telling a story to pass infinite time or something
-I have a vivid image of the LQ in purgatory forever and just you marrying the narrator or something
-why did I choose this one I genuinely have no idea who wants this
-whatever it’s ok
-at least I’m 99.9 percent sure he wouldn’t be totally heartless. He says many times how he doesn’t like how romantic the smitten gets but that’s because it’s to the world ending princess
-feel like he would do some random bird things like nest if he was tangible
-no bed for you
Voice of the smitten because this is what everyone is probably looking for
Platonic:
-You and him will get along if you both want to save the princess
-the narrator will probably be annoyed at you two talking about her
-if you indulge the smitten’s tendencies it just gets worse
-he will get more romantic and sappy and peotic
-you can’t stop him
Romantic:
-he will not shut up
-the narrator is in tears
-he will be every more sappy and romantic
-now that one of the two of his loves can hear him you will not hear the end of how much he loves you
-he will go off on a tangent mid narrator narration to explain the Mariana Trench level love he has for you
-and the princess
-you thought he wouldn’t shut up in the real game?
-we won’t ever shut up now that your here
- if you tell him to shut up he will do so gladly
-even if you do it rudely
-you can do no wrong in his eyes unless you try to slay the princess
There here is some sustenance I genuinely was pulling stuff out my ass cus I do not have any spesific requests for anything rn.
Id I was a bit ooc sorry I do not write fanfiction or these headcannons.(at least I don’t post them for fear of being cringe)
But if anyone wants to slide into my inbox or comments with suggestions I will not deny any of it (unless it’s nsfw I’m sorry I can’t do that, I think I’m on the ace spectrum somewhere)((romance and sex are hard man))
#this is what you wanted#release my family pls#slay the princess#stp#slay the princess x reader#stp narrator x reader#stp smitten x reader#voice of the smitten x reader#stp stubborn x reader#voice of the stubborn x reader
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I genuinely need to ask, is aenys happy being the third? Like is he happy with saera and vivi in gilded lilies? Is he happy with val and gaemond in that universe? I just really really really really want him to be with someone who love him in MD, like ride through a batterflied kind of love, even if the war thing is more likely on GL, I feel like in MD Aerys is a lot more free and also not so much and need someone that love him the same as Luke and Aemond love each other (without the eye incident
aenys is my complicated boy cuz he is weighed down by the concept of duty from such a young age that i don’t think he ever thinks about a great love for himself. in gilded lilies, he is happy with saera and viserys by extension. saera is his best friend and other half and he can’t really imagine anyone taking her place in his heart and mind. i don’t think gl!aenys ever thinks about a great love for himself because that doesn’t feel important. he doesn’t think he could ever love anyone as much as luke and his sister.
misty dream aenys, however, def wants love like his parents. i think the issue with him comes from the fact that he’s an heir to a lordship so probably understands that his marriage will not be a love match and he isn’t exposed to enough kids his age to do things like develop crushes. he and saera are still very close but beyond targaryenism, they don’t have an actual reason to marry. whatever feelings he would develop for valerion later in life would def be rooted in his muña complex and if that fizzles out, he’ll be kinda lost. i’m not to sure who’d be the best match for aenys. it’d have to be someone similar to how luke is for aemond: fun, patient, and gets him to not be so high strung all the time
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I know you said that you want to move on from this, but I have to tell you my thoughts because I can’t stop thinking about all of this.
I am a content creator as well, and I write for Anakin. I have been writing for various characters from various shows for years on here, and nothing - nothing - is more toxic than this fandom right now.
From everything I’ve witnessed, I can only attribute it to one person. Indy.
Unfortunately he cannot be helped because of how vain he is, which aren’t even my words. They are his. And it would be fine, if he just left other people alone.
But indy is a bully. A big bully. He polices this whole fandom like he’s got nothing better to do at all. And I’m so sick of it. It makes me and other creators feel like we have to walk on eggshells when we post on here (thus why I am anon. Because god forbid indy sees this, and his little squad of bitter rejects try to ‘cancel’ me too - which, don’t even get me started on cancel culture).
Indy has been called out for creating things before that other people don’t like. His advice? “Just block, don’t read, keep scrolling.” How fucking hard is it to practice what you preach, rather than dragging a new person through the mud each week?
Not to mention, that shit indy was spewing a few weeks back about “not liking how other creators are writing about Anakin because it’s not correct” ? “Be careful with my toy?” “I’m taking him back until you can learn how to handle him correctly?” What kind of entitlement let’s him believe Anakin is HIS to write for only. Anakin is not his idea. He is not his toy. He is George Lucas’s idea that EVERYONE can enjoy, and play with.
And his opinion is not the only correct one out there. I don’t care how much “character studying” he’s done, he can be wrong. Other people can “character study” and come up with completely different conclusions about Anakin. And he can also just let people write what they want to write. Don’t like it? Block, don’t read, keep scrolling. Stop fucking posting about it and laying claim to something that was never his to begin with.
I tried to support indy, because again, he is a phenomenal writer. but he’s way too problematic. It makes me sick seeing his name pop up on my feed, cause that blog literally emits toxic energy.
I am sorry he sunk his claws into you.
Anyways, this isn’t about indy. He was told it was a private matter so he had no reason to butt his big head in anyway. This is about you and Ava.
While Ava may have written an Anakin stalker au, she DOES NOT own it. Nobody own that. Cause nobody owns the ideas of stalkers, and nobody owns the idea of Anakin except GL and Disney. Your work does not resemble hers even slightly. And whose to say someone else hasn’t already written that au in the past? Maybe it’s buried somewhere in tumblr’s vaults. Do they own that idea? Should you dig through years of posts and credit them somehow?
The whole idea is ridiculous. You credit people for their original ideas if you are inspired by them and have permission to use it. You do not need to ask permission or credit something that belongs to everyone.
I could start writing about, I don’t know, firefighter!anakin right now - do I then OWN that au?
Fuck no!
We are all here for the same reason. To write fake scenarios about fake people. Of course, don’t blatantly steal peoples words and ORIGINAL ideas, but the fact that people are spouting all this bullshit about OWNING these common au-ideas now is crazy. Unless you’ve done some kind of world-building or OC-creating, that shit is not original. It’s been done before and it will be done again. Cry about it.
Now let’s bring the linecook Anakin au into consideration. How is it fair that Tilly can write about it, not credit anyone, and get away scotch free? Why didn’t she get called out like you did?
Granted she took it down, but I still think it’s horseshit. Nobody owns that idea. I’ve seen it used for so many different characters on various platforms. She did not have to take it down for some bullshit law indy place on this fandom.
I really am saddened that so many people got dragged into this. Ava left; an amazing content creator. Tilly deleted her work; also an amazing creator. And indy continues to show his true colors; an entitled asshole who can’t let anyone breathe on here.
I want to go back to when this shit was enjoyable. Now all I see on my feed is people throwing each other around because no one can play nice anymore.
Don’t steal peoples ideas. But don’t claim ideas as your own if they are NOT original.
I am on your side bunny. I think you’ve made some very good points, and I commend you for keeping your work up and for standing up for yourself.
At the end of the day, you are a victim of circumstance. I truly just think people need to stop dick riding indy. And I know if he ever sees this, he’ll try to make some witty comeback that only halfway makes sense. he always sounds so defensive when he tries too hard to make it seem like he doesn’t care. He probably cries himself to sleep over these things. I think he needs that.
DAMN ANON. Wish I knew who you were so I could kiss you.
I second everything you’ve said. Blocking me without giving me the chance to respond or explain to a public post made about me was very high and mighty as well as cowardly of him.
I don’t have much more to add since I said I was done talking but I’m gonna post this masterpiece so others can read it.
Seriously thank you for taking the time to write this out and share your valuable thoughts, much love ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡
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Hey there. Hoping you're doing well.
This is gonna sound random but I need a reason to watch He's coming to Me. I was looking at a list of all gmmtv shows and I've seen them all, except He's coming to me. And the weird thing is I don't have a reason. I adore Ohm, i don't particularly like Singto but that has never stopped me before. I have no problem with paranormal bl or sadness in bl. But for some reason every time I think I'm gonna watch it, I don't.
I don't know if this has ever happen to anyone else but every once in a while this happens to me with a show or a film, like there's nothing wrong with it but I can't press play. And I have no idea why. I was hoping for some motivation I guess, just cause I'm a completionist and it's nagging me that I only have that one show left.
Anyway, I'd appreciate your thoughts on this. (thanks for the space)
@nothingsbetterthancoffee, as a fellow completionist, I understand. Nothing can be left unfinished. No stone can remained unturned. No show can be left unwatched! But also, this show is a HOT TOP for me, so let me easily help you by giving you not one but TEN reasons to watch He's Coming to Me:
It has color-coded boys in love. <- The reason I showed up
Med/Mes is a stable, loyal, and intelligent Blue Boy who is happy (yellow) even in death. Thun is a Red Rascal who is spontaneous, energetic, and passionate. The love was always there, but seeing the color exchange always brings a smile to my face.
It's only eight episodes, and they are FREE!
Think of this as an eight-hour workday. Eat some breakfast, clock in to YouTube, watch five episodes (because after episode 5 is the PERFECT place to pause a la Bad Buddy), eat lunch, come back, watch the final three episodes, then clock out.
I know nobody wants to think of watching shows as work, but sometimes it helps to see the finish line at the end of day. Structure aids in productivity. And free is my favorite kind of watching experience, so it makes it even better.
The rooftop scene needs to be shown respect.
Mentioning Bad Buddy reminded me that He's Coming to Me's episode 5 rooftop scene walked, so Bad Buddy's episode 5 rooftop scene could run. Put some respect on this show's name!
The team behind it are elite professionals.
Aof, the director and an out gay man, has given us EVERYTHING! Bad Buddy, A Tale of Thousand Stars, Moonlight Chicken, and so much more. Rath, the cinematographer, has served us beautiful visuals every single time in Never Let Me Go, Dark Blue Kiss, and countless others. The screenwriter, Title, gave us the MaxTul vehicle MANNER OF DEATH. Imagine the Powerpuff Girls, but with film making. THAT'S the level of power behind this show.
The cast is stacked.
You already mentioned Singto and Ohm whose backs must hurt from carry the plot of so many shows on their shoulders, but the rest of the cast is A+ as well.
Sing and Chimon play the best friends, and they are the very BEST best friends. Sing has given us Todd(Black), and Chimon is about to embrace his sugar baby-ness in the upcoming Dangerous Romance. If they can stand next to THE Gun and the Perth, while holding their own, they deserve some recognition.
The supporting cast could beat every other supporting cast in a fist fight without breaking a sweat. We have Gunsmiles (who is no longer on the GMMTV's roster, sad times) who played in one of the best plots in 3 Will Be Free. We have Ampere who plays the office ally in GAP and La Pluie. Then we have Jum who only knows how to play the kindest mother from GAP, The Eclipse, and the upcoming Last Twilight. The twins, AJ and JJ show up, as well as Love who riled up enough people with her performance in Bad Buddy to get her own GL show!
Finally, we have the main ladies! Gigie makes you feel bad that this is a BL, so she won't get the guy, but that's because she is such a good character! Then there is Sine. I won't write much about her because I'm in love with her. I can't be rational about her. She never misses, and as a vegetarian, I would eat meat if she told me to. I. Love. Her.
The plot carries.
We all know shows that drag out the main plot for far too long. This show isn't one. It understands the assignment, and has a genuine plot beyond two boys falling in love. It also has twists and turns throughout that make sense to the original plot. Nothing seems disconnected, and everything seems logical in a show about ghosts.
The love is real.
For only eight episodes, in which one is mainly about a CHILD seeing ghosts, the way the love unfolds between the two leads is realistic. It is odd to see them first encounter each other when Thun is a kid, and Med is already a dead adult, but the way they come together as adults is touching.
The conflicts are believable.
Because of the way Med and Thun meet, and the overall plot, the conflicts are believable. They aren't just having issues because they don't want to communicate, or because it's the second to last episode. NO! One is a ghost who had his entire life ended, and the other is a young adult trying to figure out his life. The hesitation, the separation, and the conflicts in between are plausible.
The coming out SCENES are top tier.
If there is only one reason to watch this show, this is it! I don't need BLs to have a coming-out scene. Ever. If all of these shows existed in a magical bubble where being gay is the norm, I'd love it, but something about how Thun comes out in several ways, first to himself, then to his friends, and finally to his mom are all handled in the most endearing ways. These scenes healed my soul long before Be Loved in House: I Do hit me with its coming-out scene.
It has a happy ending.
Not only does it have a happy ending, but it has several happy resolutions for all the plots. It makes sure to wrap up the narrative while giving a little extra that completes the stories without feeling rushed or random.
Now that I've given you all these reasons, I hope you find it in yourself to finish the series. I know the first episode is rough to make it through, but once you get to the second half of episode 2, it should be smooth sailing.
As for me, I need to go write up He's Coming to Me (in Colors) post.
(thanks for the ask)
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Hey, hi there!
Would the neighborhood chappies, please, be a good sport and not complain about their favorite blorbo not being the "original character" of choice in said character's tag? Rex's tag really isn't the place to complain about that.
PS. Can we quit using "Feloni's OC" as some kind of pejorative on characters? George Lucas was an active part of the TCW inception and first several seasons. It is so very petty and vindictive and tells quite quickly the sour grapes behind the statement.
Yes, it is quite advantageous to be a main character, that's generally why there is so much media content about said character. It is also advantageous to being in close proximity to the adventures and stories of said main character—Anakin Skywalker and his trusty second-in-command, CAPTAIN REX.
If you read the background from TCW's start, George Lucas didn't want Obi-Wan to be the main character, just one of the main cast. Why? Because Star Wars is a SKYWALKER SAGA, not the Obi-Wan Magnum Opus. This would require that the story focus on Anakin and his battalion. It also meant that Obi-Wan's infamous Clone Commander could not and WOULD not be the Clone to get most of or even half the adventures.
At that time, this may shock you, but they didn't believe that they could write the character of Cody to be likable because every one already knew what Cody was going to end up doing in ROTS. Opinions now may be different, but this is part of the behind the scenes information.
Additionally, when TCW was created the chips were not a thing. It was very much that the Clones knew, in some form, about Order 66 and the plot. George Lucas and the creators of TCW did not want to further push for a character like Cody whose fate as a complicit part of the Jedi's slaughter to be a central focus. Rex, on the other hand, being a fresh and new character was a blank slate. They could really deepen his context and gave themselves the narrative room to do so.
The chips were introduced to simplify the motives behind the Clones after the creators realized how successful they were at endearing the Clones to the audience and humanizing them in the process.
After ROTS, Cody's fate was sealed for a long time. There was no intention of "redeeming" him or making him a man of regret as he was retconned later. Which, btw, I prefer Cody's redemption and self-doubt because it shows character growth and depth that was unavailable to him in the start.
George Lucas was the one who PUSHED for Rex's creation. Not Alpha-17 and he didn't want Cody to be the central Clone. He wanted a NEW clone character.
Rex is first and foremost a GL character. It was Lucas who said, "Make a new Clone."
Before anyone comes at me, btw: I DO LOVE CODY. He's my second favorite Clone and he's a little bug I love to poke and prod at. I sympathize. I want more Cody content now that his story has been retconned about him still fundamentally being a GOOD MAN.
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This week in BL - I am all over the place, But Laws of Attraction is Phenomenal af
July 2023 Wk 2
Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying most.
Ongoing Series - Thai
Laws of Attraction (Thai Sat iQIYI) 1 of 8 - Icky picked it up but it’s not airing for me until Sundays so I held this post specifically to watch and talk about this show. Stars the pair from To Sir With Love with the same production team. IT’S SO GOOD Y’ALL. A morally corrupted trickster lawyer with a tragic past, sad eyes, and a beautiful smile that he uses like a weapon. Meets paladin martial arts instructor from other side of the tracks (who is out, at least to his baby sister). Corrupt police. Spoiled rich kid evil. Ambitious politician. Tragic death. Terrible subs.* This show is very like Manner of Death but so far it is a much better/tighter story. It’s NOT BL but it is fucking phenomenal. And you shoudl watch it. Not wait to binge it. WATCH IT. On a global scale this might be the best thing currently airing featuring gay romantic leads. Its really fucking good. It’s Lawless Lawyer but more complex character motivation and gay af. Fuck yes please and thank you. FINALLY.
Triggers for violence, beatings, death & torture depicted on screen. Like MoD they are not holding back.
(* A lot of the familial names they are using are not gendered in Thai but translated as such, like “nephew”. This one is gonna go down a lot easier if you know some Thai.)
Step By Step (Tues WeTV & Gaga) ep 12fin - 2 years pass and no one’s hairstyle changes? Srs. Them meeting again = hella AWKWARD. Both still pining & hurt. NO SINGING. The reconciliation scene was great. I enjoyed that on the “do over relationship” they went with phi/pom (instead of the super formal khuns). So cute and so much more relaxed. Also lots of neck kisses! Charming final ep. It’s only flaw being they dropped the side couple, but I wasn’t really into them anyway. Ultimately? This is what Boss & Babe should have been and could we please have Up lead out another BL? I miss him and he only gets prettier. Full review below.
La Pluie (Sat iQIYI) ep 12fin - I adore the tiny little baby GL thread that we almost got. And I wish we had had more of it throughout the show. The side couple turned out to be good too. Emotional crying kisses are my favorite. Sunshine netted himself an earnest serious romantic boy, we likey. As for the main couple? Well... Tai’s search story arc was dull and dragging in a final ep and it felt bloated and slow as a result. It was a good confession reunion with Tai figuring all of his shit out, not surprising but fine. Kind of a a weak final ep. Full review below.
Hidden Agenda (Thai Sun GMMTV YouTube) ep 1 of 12 - JoonDunk are back and we have all seen this a million times before, but Thailand never executed a successful formula it didn’t want to repeat a million times over, drunk bathroom and everything. Welcome (back) to Thai BL (and back and back and back). Basically they just added glasses, a new 1-shared-brain-cell friendship group, and different uni departments. Ah GMMTV, forever trying to recreate the magic of 2gether. But also I’m enjoying it. I’m a simple person. (Hi Jamie! Still in college since 2018 I see.) Anyone else notice that Chinese phrase that they did not translate for us? Mmm hum. Cute. Still... NO SINGING.
Low Frequency (Sat iQIYI) ep 2 of 8 - Thames is in coma and getting slagged off on the socials. It’s moving a bit slowly but the premise is interesting despite the poor quality of the execution.
Dinosaur Love (Sun iQIYI) ep 3 of 8 eps - Major trigger for self harm depicted on screen in part 2/4. I skipped it. Then there is assault and verbal abuse. I told you Ultimate Troop is NOT to be trusted.
Be Mine Super Star (Mon Viki) ep 2 of 12 - Look, I don’t really mind this show but I also don’t like second hand embarrassment and I sense a metric butt ton incoming.
Be My Favorite (Fri YouTube) ep 8 of 12 - I was not best pleased with this episode. Ya’ll round the tumblr-sphere seem to be enjoying it but I have officially hit the wall on Kawi. There is not enough booze for me to cope with his shizz. I may be alone in this. But gotta say how I feel... Unlike him. Trash watch here.
Ongoing Series - Not Thai
Tokyo in April is... AKA Shigatsu no Tokyo wa (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 5 of 8 - Poor Ren, he feels compelled to take on the burden of protecting everyone from sexual assault because he blames himself. And he can’t even talk to his boyfriend about it. Oh fuck me the pair of shoes at the door. And neck kisses? TOO MUCH. Argh. Japan. Why must you hurt so good?
Stay By My Side (Taiwan Fri Gaga) 3 of 10 eps - It’s a very cute show. All the tropes and archetypes with no fuss or attempts to be clever, just executing them (sometimes over and over again). Even hiccoughs as a result of flirting! I haven’t seen that one in ages. The show feels old fashioned as a result. Nostalgic. I’m good with that.
Tie The Not (Pinoy YouTube) ep 6 of 8 - Sad boys still sad now drunk. (Noooooo shoes on bed! Argh.) Finally kisses! Also good ones for a large portion of this ep. Plus hair pulling. And verse rep! And after sex convo. Then side dishes have a whole proper gay ax covo about top/bottom. Everyone say thank you Philippines! get down with your queer selves!
Stupid Genius (Vietnam Fri YouTube) ep 6fin - I believe this was the final episode. It was cute. This is a standard sort of semi-crappy VBL high school drama. Enjoyable in its floppy friendliness, weirdly like a queer after school special promoting education. Dead fish kisses but fine for what it is. 7/10
Minato's Laundromat Season 2 AKA Minato Shouji Coin Laundry Season 2 (Japan Thu Gaga) 2 of 12 eps - Activate cohabitation trope. They okay bfs. Minato not as frustrating this week, but still frustrating for me and Shin. Next week = cute outfits and dumb miscommunication yay!
Vian the series (Vietnam YouTube ) ep 11 of 12 - again it didn’t show up on my dash in time for this. I’ll pop it into next week.
It’s airing but ...
House of Stars (Thai Mon iQIYI) 12 eps - I bounced at ep 3. Will binge if told it is worth it at end.
Stay (Pinoy YouTube) 7 eps - It’s mostly English & set in LA (shudder) so I’m not bothering.
Stay With Me ... NO I WILL NOT! And you can’t make me.
Ended This Week
Step By Step Series Review
This was Thailand’s answer to The New Employee, and everything I loved about that show I loved about this one. This was an office romance between stern boss and sweet subordinate that felt more authentic to an office environment than previous Thai BLs of this ilk. And that authenticity added tension to the narrative and character development (how novel). Now that might be because it has western source material, or it might be because it is actually kind of old-fashioned (it’s been years since I worked as an office grunt). I also really enjoyed the brothers’ relationship, and kinda wished they hadn’t attempted (and failed) to give said brother his own side BL. That one flaw made it a 9/10 for me. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
La Pluie Series Review
This BL takes to task the fated mates trope and what it means to have love chained intimately to predestination. It’s about how faith in destiny before choice diminishes the authenticity of emotion, relationships, and connection. This is a high concept to examine through the lens of a BL. By activating + examining the soulmates trope this show is challenging a foundation of romance: the idea that there is one person meant to be your one romantic partner all your life. This means that we, as viewers, spend much of the show worried about it having a happy ending, and that’s the source of both its brilliance and tension: would the narrative have the strength to truly challenge its own romantic core? But, ultimately, all this elevated complexity was executed in a somewhat shaky manner with the narrative derailing into some serious pacing issues and characters manipulated by miscommunication. However, with good chemistry and decent acting all around, plus some excellent high heat and representation of consent and a few other rare tropes, this one has to (like it’s sibling show My Ride) earn a 9/10. I enjoyed it even as it made me think, so despite its flaws: HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
Next Week Looks Like This:
Starting:
7/19 Wedding Plan (Thai Wed YouTube & iQIYI) - It's Mame and she's coming for our GL. She's such a misogynist IMAGINE what we will get with a GL side dish? It's going to be absolute carnage. To crane your neck as you drive by the car wreck or not? That is the question. Me? I'm wallowing in the guts. Trying to decide to trash watch or not...
7/20 Jun & Jun (Korea Thu Viki) - From 2022 I CAN’T FUCKING WAIT! So excited for this one.
2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED)
THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS
FYI roselle juice is made from hibiscus (a flower) so technically neither a tea nor a juice. (Hidden Agenda)
Tie the Not = all the verse rep this ep. I love this for them.
The giggling was SO DAMN CUTE (Step by Step, na?)
We all guessed it but it was still fun. (Stupid Genius) Also miracles of miracles, two actors who actually look like they could be brothers play brothers.
First time I’ve seen faen translated as significant other. (Laws of Attraction)
THE PAIN! (Tokyo)
(Last week.)
#this week in BL#BL gossip#bl news#upcoming BL#July 2023 BL#BL reviews#korean bl#japanese bl#thai bl#Vietnamese bl#pinoy bl#taiwanese bl#live action yaoi#Rakutan Viki#gagaoolala#GMMTV#Laws of Attraction#Step By Step review#La Pluie review#Stupid Genius review#Hidden Agenda the series#Low Frequency the series#Dinosaur Love#Be Mine Super Star#Shigatsu no Tokyo wa#Stay By My Side the series#\Minato Shouji Coin Laundry Season 2#Tie The Not#Manner of Death#Lawless Lawyer
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what's up my dears or dearly detested, it's hc time
we're going to focus on love languages with my fav sibling trio today bc i said so
LYNEY:
words of affirmation, physical touch
he has to be a words of affirmation guy fs
but tbh i feel like he'd also try to shy away from it? esp if he's serious (is that possible? well we'll never know) since he has lied...before...and we all know how well detail omission went
so probably acts of service, making you smile, uhhhhhh yeahhhh
probably fond of pet names
will be touchy
i can see him doing pda, not excessively but hes not against it
probably likes hugs? but like the more i think about it the more im not sure about him with physical touch (see Lynette's for more detail) but i think he'd be a cuddle bug
why's this the shortest
oh lyney my poor sweet dear
he gets tired of life, so you're a welcome escape
would lie on your lap
will hold hands with you
would dream of a happy future with you
dude roasts his little brother about still liking fairy tales and pulls this bs smh
honestly as insecure as freminet - just shows it differently
i think all three siblings are traumatised (who could've guessed?)
i feel like he'd pull some very obnoxious french jokes
he likes making you laugh, smile, happy
he's not sunshine he's a solar eclipse
and you my dear, are the stars that surround his entirety
like a planet orbiting him ceaselessly
i dont actually know what that means but apparently it's an actual thing
oh the inherent romanticism of celestial imagery
yeah that's also my tag what about it
i think, though, that lyney can use his charms to very aptly flirt with you
why?
exhibit A: the rainbow rose (real simps know what i'm talking about)
gets lynette to vibe check you, and then her cats, and then freminet (pers honorary judge)
performs exclusive magic shows for you
uh you can let immagination decide what kind of exclusive and magic you want in those
LYNETTE
acts of service, quality time
acts of service girlie fs
she's creepily observant in a good way but like, she also probably accidentally nearly oversteps some boundaries
"Hello Lynette!"
"Hi here's some things for you"
and she hands you a crap ton of stuff that you probably didn't even know you wanted yet
girl just wants the best for you
oh yeah if you're a physical touch person, you might not be overly pleased bc i headcanon her as physically repulsed by romantic gestures and gooey affection (fanfic writers, that's fuel for how she'd react to lyney being in a relationship)
and the reason i hc this is bc of her past, like you can't convince me lynette wasn't traumatised by that noble person
but while she isn't expressive with touch or words, she is a very good listener!
gl if you're allergic to cats too bc she'd def introduce you to them
(if you pass their vibe check you're all good, if not...uh...)
family is very important too so if you pass their vibe check well put that on a resume bc you are impressive
yes she's a gift giver
but i also think that she'd give you some...strange gifts
like you know those cats that bring like dead fish and mice back to their owners? yeah she'd probably do the same honestly...
hopefully not with mice corpses and whatnot
dont worry, she can magic them out of existence if you wish
just like she can to anyone who wrongs you-
shes the best though honestly, very supportive
bonus points if you join in and riff off her robot lingo though that'd honestly be green flag, marriage behaviour (maybe not that last bit but yk)
you probably encourage lyney to deep dive into his antics, much to lynette's fustration
she now babysits not one, two but three toddlers full time
but you probably also bring freminet out of his shell
she loves you for that so you're forgiven
the type to relentlessly tickle you
doesnt take anything serious but takes pillow fights seriously when it counts
she loves dessert and tea a bit more than you
sorry
but she's happy to share <3
FREMINET
quality time, gift giving
oh my god words cannot describe how excited i am for this particular hc
so yeah, he has a voiceline about making penguins for kids
PEOPLE HED MAKE YOU LITTLE PENGUINS
totally gonna make your penguin twin with Pers tho
god thats so cute whys the standard so high
also he's another not-expressive-with-words person so uh, yeah expect muchas time spent together (or not...bc he's always deep sea diving) either way! it's always quality
he is (very obviously) insecure so give him plently of love and affection (or ELSE-)
im still crying over matching penguins, is that juts me
he'd fix your broken machines for you as a love language
bonus points if you like, can, or want to learn how diving tho it's probably a double edged sword right, bc like, on one hand yall can hang out underwater and who needs aquarium dates when you can BE in the sea
but on the other hand, you now have access to his vulnerable and safe space
yeah you better treat him right or else
he'd probably get carried away with his mechanical stuff and make you a crap ton of toys
maybe not the cuddly kind either so js be prepared for that
god hes such a bean tho
an anxiety bean
btw, he very much believes in fairy tales and what not, so do us all a favour and believe in the magic with him
OR ELSE
ik i say that a lot
i feel like-
i dont actually know i forgot, someone messaged me and i lost my train of thought
ANYWAYS
just freminet being the softest, cutest boy
#is this hc or a manual#idk#im procrastinating#its bad ik#lyney#lynette#freminet#pers#PENGUIN#the bar is so high#yet so low#screams#oh the inherent romanticism of celestial imagery#lynette best girl fr#lynette and her cats as a vibe check#MATCHING PENGUINS#im sobbing#genshin#genshin headcanons#fontaine#french#i like how my tags are just my thoughts#also this is like 90% me talking and 10% actual hc#that happens a lot on this blog#i wrote this instead of studying#oops
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Nimona One-Shot 4
{Nimona couldn't explain the joy that she felt holding this little bundle of baby that Ballister and Ambrosius felt the need to get a couple of years after they got married. Wasn't she enough chaos for them? She tilted her head, raising a brow.}
Nimona: Why do you have this thing?
Ballister: Because you kind of changed my mind about having kids. Doesn't mean that you weren't enough, Nimona. He's your new brother, if you'll let him be.
Nimona: (turns attention back to cooing baby) I haven't had anything close to a brother in a millennium. That...didn't go so well with the way people were back then. (looks at little one who laughs) After that, people didn't really make a habit of letting me this close to their children.
Ambrosius: That's...horrible. (silent for a minute) Well, Nathan seems to like you. Maybe that's a start.
Ballister: (chuckles) Yeah. We can't get him to stop crying even if we meet all his needs, but once you pick him up and either start rocking him or bouncing him, he's happy. I'm jealous.
Nimona: I thought that he was a bundle of laundry at first that I'd left out, I didn't know that you swaddled infants like that. When I could see them back then, their blankets were nearly falling off of them, and they nearly froze to death. The parents didn't want to 'spoil' them so much. Until Nathan started laughing when I picked him up, I couldn't tell.
Ambrosius: (disgusted) What would be spoiling them, not letting them get hypothermia?! Not letting them die?!
Nimona: Exactly what I thought, Golden Boy. I was their 'monster', and I cared more about their infants' survival than they did. Your many times great-grandparents, Gl--HER children were the worst of them when it came to their babies. I'm surprised that your bloodline survived this long to be continued with Nathan. I'm not stupid, you two. The only reason that you wouldn't have discussed this with me beforehand and made more preparation was if you needed to take him, suddenly. So, who's the baby mama?
Ballister: (hisses)
Ambrosius: I promise you both that I never had a relationship with anyone other than Ballister. When my sexuality came up as a problem to me continuing the bloodline of Gloreth, I had to find an alternative. Apparently, without my knowledge, the bank that held that other option let my best genetic match use it, and she was impregnated with Nathan. She gave me custody--which was my first time hearing about him existing--when she started dating her boyfriend.
Nimona: Yikes. So, I guess it's better that he's here.
{Over time, Nimona grew to love Nathan and helped care for him. Sometimes, when she felt generous, she would babysit after being taught how to care for him properly. Only when they asked her, of course. It didn't matter to her whether he had Gloreth's blood or not. She still had issues with hearing her name, but she wouldn't take it out on her descendants, who had nothing to do with their issues after they knew that she wasn't a monster. Every once in a while, she would look up at Gloreth's statue when she got the stomach to. Wondering how it all went wrong between them. After Nathan was two, Ballister and Ambrosius had long discussed bringing another kid into the home. Nimona spoke up and said that since they all were challenged taking care of an infant, maybe they should wait until Nathan was a bit older to take on the responsibility of another child. Ballister and Ambrosius actually agreed. Even with the help of 1,000+ year old shapeshifter who knew their kingdom's most revered hero and founder, they struggled to care for an infant. They also never wanted Nimona to feel parentified or responsible for a child that THEY wanted. It wasn't until he was five that they all felt on board to adopt another one. This one's name was Emerald. A four-year-old girl whose parents tragically died in a car accident on their date night. Her grandparents' ill health had been deteriorating. Her parental siblings had significant others and children of their own and couldn't afford to take care of her without putting their family in danger of debt, no matter how badly they wanted to take her. So, despite her being initially afraid of Nimona, she was taught that she was just as much a sibling as Nathan was and never wanted to hurt her, though it took a little longer than her brother to easily play with Nimona when they shifted. Two years after her adoption, they welcomed Joanne as well, completing their family. By this time, Nathan was seven, Emerald was six, and Joanne was three. Nimona would kill for her siblings. They were all one big, happy family. Ballister and Ambrosius were so happy with them.}
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Okay okay, Pawin and Marc can KISS. Good on them because someone had to make up for Chimon's really bad kissing. I'm so sorry but I hope they don't give him any more BL roles. He simply can't. He can't make himself pretend to like kissing and whether or not that's reserved for kissing men or kissing anyone I don't know, but it's unfair, at this point, to make him kiss any more men, at the very least.
Just. We need a lot of different kinds of BLs and GLs and queer shows; I am greedy for any little thing they'll make at this point, except for one thing. I simply don't want to watch BLs in which is looks like kissing men is painful for one of the actors. If an awkward kiss fits the plot? GREAT. DONE. LOVE IT. If it's an awkward kiss in a bathtub when you're supposed to be giving your months-long boyfriend a reward for getting into college? KEEP IT. DO NOT WANT. STAHP.
Oh Perth, you deserve better.
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Unedited, not spell checked un proofed au that I've randomly been adding to this past week. It is a big mess but its my mess.
I now present to you, road trip au.
It all started with Chloe wanting to confront her mother in new york. They are like 17ish in this. She asks Adrien to come for moral/emotional support he says yeah because he is all for Chloe redemption. This is partially through a redemption arc with Chloe. She's trying to do better but it's still and effort she has to make, it doesn't come naturally. Marinette, Adrien's girlfriend, accidentally invites herself but everyone is cool with it. It gets a little stressful when Nino and Alya also end up tagging along. Chloe is kind of worried about them getting in the way but keeps quite as to not hurt their feelings. She has yet to reach the forming her own boundaries in her arc, but we'll get there. When they get to new york things don't go too great. Her mom shuts her down instantly, claiming she is a failed legacy and that she'd never fulfill the potential being her daughter allowed her to have. Chloe wants to be mad. She wants to scream, but all she can do is tear up and run out the building.
Adrien McMoney is leaning against a very soccer mom-esk van, twirling the keys around his fingers. He asks how it went, already frowning at her expression but wanting to remain optimistic. She just passed him, mumbling "lets go" and, getting it the passenger side. He picks up and hurries to his seat. "So..." "No, I don't want to talk about it." "Okay, we don't have to yet." "Good." "Do you wanna go get food? Or we can pick up the gang and go out somewhere?" "Just do whatever." Chloe just stared out the window, watching buildings pass as Adrien drove to the hotel. Their friends came down and hopped in the back, Marinette leaning up to kiss her boyfriend's cheek. She also said hi to chloe but got no response. "So..." Adrien continued driving as he spoke. "Anyone up for apple beez?" Nino and Alya cheered from the back seats. Chloe hummed and Marinette said "that sounds great." They got there, Djwifi leading the way and Chloe trailing behind.
They got the big corner booth that wraps around and Adrien made sure Chloe was next to him but she also ended up sandwiched between him and Marinette. "You guys can order whatever, I'll pay." There were some protests, mostly from his girlfriend but he insisted. Chloe had been on a downward spiral and was almost unresponsive so Adrien ordered for her. While they wait for their food the class gc pinged.
Juleka: 'Tsunami, anyone in America?'
It was realnames, so they know its the serious gc.
Adrien: 'knda sme boat but we her'
Nino: 'wer u at goth gril'
Juleka: 'Arizona, my step mom is gonna push me to murder, who else is tsunami?'
Alya: 'Chloe'
Juleka: 'Oof'
Marinette: 'yep'
Adrien looked up. "Yall wanna go get her?" Everyone agreed except chloe who continued to lay her forehead on the table.
Adrien: "think u can hld up 4 2 dys"
Juleka: "I'll try not to kill someone."
There was a string of gl's and the crew got their food, ate, paid, and skedadled. Marinette was now in the front, djwifi in the back and Chloe in the middle alone. After about six hours they pulled into a gas station cause Nino had to use the restroom again. Adrien rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Marinette knew he couldn’t go much longer, but they wanted to get there as long as possible. "Chloe?"
Adrien looked at his girlfriend as she turned to the middle back of the van. "Hmm?" She looked up from her hands, still looking stressed as before but not in the middle of a break down. "Do you think you can drive for a little? No one else has their temporary license." "You don't have to-" Adrien tried to cut in but the other blonde just nodded and got out the van to take Adrien's place. He reluctantly swaped, taking Nino's seat in the back next to a almost passed out Alya. It didn't take long for either of them to fall asleep leaving Nino confused when he returned to the van after a potty break. Chloe drove silently while Marinette tried to make small talk but she was ignored by everyone but Nino.
After about 8 hours Adrien woke up, saying he'll take over. Everyone else was still asleep but they swaped out and Chloe sat in the middle next to Nino. Adrien drove for the next 12 hours and Chloe seemed to stay asleep for most of it, not even waking up when they stopped for food. They stopped for dinner and Adrien woke her up so she could eat something. 2 more hours and Chloe took over, now with Nino in the passenger seat and everyone in the back. Nino took a nap and woke up to Chloe stopped in a gas station on her phone. "Chlo?" "Yeah?" "Why are we here?" "I'm trying to pull up maps, I don't know how to get to her apartment from here." "Why didn't you just call her?" "...I can do that?" "Why wouldn't you?" "We're not really friends?" "Chloe, you just drove half way across the country to pick her up. I'm sure she wouldn't mind a call." He pulled out his phone and called Juleka, putting it on speaker when she picked up. "Hey, Jules, we're almost there but we're a little lost." He described where they were, and Juleka told them how to get there. When they got there, Nino woke everyone up and they got out to stretch their legs. The girls all hugged while Chloe leaned against the van. When they got in the van, Chloe went to the back, adrino got in the front and Juleka followed to the back while alynette sat in the middle. The four in the front talked, sometimes with Juleka, sometimes just among their seat partner or eachother. After awhile Juleka tried to talk to Chloe. "So, family, right?" "Yep." The blonde turned toward the window. "Sorry." "'S fine." Juleka ended up falling asleep as Adrien drove around, looking for a hotel. They found one and had to decide sleeping arrangements. "Chloe, Juleka, yall are kind of the deciding factor here." "Yeah, yall wanna share a room or a bed or what?" "I'm fine with whatever." Chloe looked out the window, only half listening. "Just do whatever is easiest."
"How about 3 singles. I don't think I can wait for anyone else to shower." Alya joked, already grabbing her and nino's bags from the trunk. Juleka and Chloe climbed out the back, taking their own bags and following the group inside. Adrien paid and they went to their rooms. Chloleka in one, Adrinette in the next, and djwifi in the last. Juleka got the first shower and stepped out of the room to go look for a vending machine. Instead she found ninette hanging out outside their rooms. "Hey dude!" "Hey Jules!" "Hi." Both Alya and Adrien got the first shower and hadn't gotten out yet. They talk for half an hour before Adrien and Chloe come out, looking for their room partners. Adrien is ready for bed but Marinette still had to shower so he hung out with them as the sun set. Alya came out, Nino went in, and Marinette and Nino came out at about the same time. Nino and Alya wanted food and Juleka had yet to fine a vending machine so they convinced Chloe to drive them to jack in the box. Juleka's had it, no one else has. Juleka sat in the passenger seat while djwifi watched jack in the box commercials on youtube. "I can drive, ya'know?" Chloe stopped in the middle of the parking lot, turning to Juleka. "I could be sleeping."
"Sorry." Chloe pressed her forehead to the steering wheel. "Where already here..." She drove forward and into the drive through. Djwifi gave their orders, Juleka got nervous so Chloe had to order for her and Adrinette. She pulled forward and paid then pulled forward again to wait for food. They got back, putting Adrinette's food in one of their minifridges because no one answered when they knocked. Chloe went to lay down, almost forgetting that Juleka was following behind her. She collapsed and laid there for a few minutes before turning to Juleka awkwardly standing next to microwave. "You okay?" "Hmm..? Yeah, I'm fine." "Not tired?" "I.. dunno." "I'm not gonna stop you from sleeping." "I know." "Then whatsup?"
She sat up, already missing the warmth of the bed. The broken expression on Juleka's face was one she knew too well. "You wanna talk about it?" "Do you?" Juleka sat at the foot of the bed. "Not really." "Yeah." They sat in silence for a minute. "She told me no matter how much potential I had, I would never amount to anything worthwhile." "Damn." "Yeah." "My step mom just preached that I was a going to hell for liking girls." "Shit, sorry." "It's nowhere near as bad as yours." "Is it? If anyone told me that I think I'd lose it. Its 202X for christ's sake." "... So... you like girls?" "Yeah..." "Thats cool." "Yep." Another beat of silence. "So... how about some sleep." "Yep." They laid down and tried to get some sleep. Chloe got to sleep pretty easily but woke up half way through the night and got up cause she couldn't get back to sleep. Juleka didn't get to sleep until after Chloe left, pretending to be asleep until Chloe left the room. Chloe just vibed outside the hotel, drinking a cup of coffee. Eventually Adrien came out with his own cup of coffee. She asked for a sip and then spat it out. "Thats just sugar milk." "I am but a simple man." "Your teeth will rot before you're 40." "Denchers are a thing." They laughed and enjoyed the morning, the air slightly lighter than its been these past few days. By the time Alya woke up they decided it was probably a good time to wake everyone up. They worked together to wake up Marinette before splitting up to their own rooms. Chloe didn't know the kindest way to wake Juleka up. She tried calling her name, tapping her shoulder, even shaking her. The goth was dead asleep. Chloe went to ask Adrinette for help but they were in the middle of getting ready. Then she went to ask djwifi and nino said to just throw water on her. She and Alya both said not to do that. They all got ready, agreeing to give Juleka 30 more minutes because they couldn't think of a humane way to wake her up.
Chloe got dressed and then went to Adrinette's room to hang out with the group. They talked and messed around, occasionally trying to wake up Juleka untill time came that they had to check out. Alyninette took the bags to the van, Adrien went to go check out and Chloe went to wake Juleka up. She tried everything sane again then decided to kindof listen to nino. She went and got ice from the ice machine and put it in a bag then on Juleka's neck. A couple minutes later Juleka woke up, a little discombobulated. Chloe told her they were leaving and then waited outside the room. When she finished getting ready they did a once over of the room and went out to the van. Adrinette in the front, djwifi in the back and chloleka in the middle. "Sooo, where we going?" "I have absolutely no idea." "Wanna go to skyzone?" Everyone turned to Juleka with stars in their eyes. They went there and ended up spending most the day there. Then they went to a nearby mall to eat and walk around until closing, just being kids. They got to another hotel only to realize Adrien lost his wallet somewhere so Chloe says she'll pay and somehow the hotel is out of almost all rooms but a couple doubles. A family came in behind them asking for a double so the group just got one room and crammed in there. "So..." "Anyone wanna play a game?" They agreed and they played some party games for awhile. Go fish, uno, truth or dare, spin the bottle. After a few hours Adrien was knocked out and alynette were close behind. Alya convinced mari and her boyfriend to carry Adrien to bed and then cuddle to sleep, leaving chloleka to talk or sleep in the other bed. Neither could sleep so they laid down face to face and whispered to each other. "When did you know?" "Know what?" "That you liked girls?" "I guess I've always known. What about you?" "Ladybug." "Makes sense." They tried to muffle their laughs. They talked for awhile and then fell asleep. They woke up with and made a game plan.
They went and got Adrien's wallet, but they couldn't get a flight for everyone for a week so they planned to mess around while driving to new york, now rotating Adrien Chloe and Juleka in driving shifts. They just be kids and enjoy themselves. When they make it back to Paris, Chloe offers a ride to drop Juleka off at the boat and Aladrininette go to Adrien's. Juleka asks if Chloe wants to hang out and they end up spending the next few days together. I have been working on this for too long so this is where it ends for now.
#miraculous au#miraculous ladybug#miraculous lb#adrien agreste#marinette dupen chang#marinette dupain cheng#which one of those is correct?#alya cesaire#nino lahiffe#chloe bourgeois#chloé bourgeois#juleka couffaine#adrinette#djwifi#chloleka#its a slow progression.#road trip au#miraculous ladybug au#au#long post#ml au#ml au idea
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All's Fair In Love & War- Nobunaga Ch. 1
Chapter 1
It was the day after the alliance had become official between the Oda and the Yamada. Nobunaga sat in the tenshu, looking over some documents as he turned a smooth stone absentmindedly in his hand. He had plenty of his daily duties to oversee, plenty to keep his mind occupied.
And yet he couldn’t completely focus on his work. His mind kept returning to the meeting yesterday when Lord Ava Yamada had walked in. She was small in stature and yet she carried herself as if she were a giant. She walked with all the confidence of someone born to her position. She didn’t cow to anyone. Not to Hideyoshi and his reprimands. Not to Nobunaga himself.
He had to admit, she fascinated and intrigued him. She had a fiery spirit he admired. One of the reasons he had been happy to come to an agreement on the terms of their alliance. Though he did have to wonder, just what made her agree to it. She could have just as easily taken the same stance as her father. That she wouldn’t ally with him, but also wouldn’t stand against him.
“Is there something troubling you, Lord Nobunaga?” Ranmaru asked, as he came into the room, carrying more reports for Nobunaga to look over.
“Nothing troubling.” Nobunaga answered. “I am just thinking that I am looking forward to the banquet tonight. It should be a lively affair.”
“I bet. I think Lady…I mean Lord Ava will make a great addition to everyone.” Ranmaru replied, smiling.
“You were in her domain for a few days, what did you think?” Nobunaga asked.
“From what I saw, she seems to be a great lord.” Ranmaru answered. “Her people seem happy and prosperous…and her men, they all have a great respect for her.”
“Is that so?” Nobunaga asked.
Ranmaru nodded. “Yes…I had a chance to speak to a few of them. Not all of them immediately respected her, but they came around in her first battle.”
“She earned their respect with her skills?” Nobunaga asked.
Ranmaru shook his head. “Not exactly. I mean from what I understand she was impressive then, but also she had thrown herself between one of her men and an enemy to protect him, even though he had only gotten into the situation in the first place because he didn’t listen to her strategy.”
Nobunaga seemed intrigued by this information. “Really?”
Ranmaru nodded. “At least that’s what they said. She is also apparently a great strategist and manages to go into battle with the fewest casualties.”
“I see.” Nobunaga said. “Our newest ally seems to be rather intriguing…and seems to be a good addition.”
Meanwhile Ava…
While waiting for the evening to come for the banquet, I had decided to check out the castle town. Mitsunari had been kind enough to draw up some maps. Sato and Jiro had come with me, but we all decided to explore different things in the market. We agreed to meet up back at the castle gates later.
As I was walking through the streets of Azuchi, I was struck by how lively everything was. Children were laughing and playing as they ran about. Merchants were selling all kinds of wares, some that I wouldn’t have thought would be seen other than in a large port city. Of course, I then recalled some of the policies Nobunaga had enacted, which were a bit radical for this time, but they allowed trade to thrive and for people to take control of their own lives.
I had stopped to examine some beautiful pieces at a shop, when I heard a woman screaming from an alleyway. Instantly I put down the piece I was looking at and ran to the sound of the screaming woman. I found the woman struggling to get away from an incredibly large man, who was gripping her arm rather tightly.
“I said let me go! I told you no!” She shouted.
“Come on, you know if you stick with me and play nice, I’ll take care of you.” The man replied, leering at her.
The way the pair were dressed, it was easy to see that he was a soldier, and the poor girl was an everyday citizen. “Just what do you think you’re doing?” I called to the man, my voice calm as I gave him a death glare.
“You stay outta this!” The man shouted as he turned to me. He then laughed as he looked at me. “Run along little girl, this doesn’t concern you. Unless you wanna take her place.”
“Run, save yourself.” The woman said, looking at me.
I shook my head. “Sure, I’ll take her place and I’ll make you regret ever laying a hand on her…and make you think twice about ever harming a woman or anyone else ever again. She said no and to let her go. So let her go, you bastard.”
The man grinned as he lifted the woman up by her wrist and was then letting go so that she fell to the ground. She let out a yelp and held her arm to her chest. “Are you alright?” I asked her, ignoring the man as he started to step closer to me.
“Y-yeah…” She answered, though I could see tears in her eyes. “You…you should get out of here…he’s just…too strong.”
“Don’t worry about me.” I told her.
“Hey, don’t you ignore me.” The man said as he stepped ever closer to me.
I turned from the woman to look at him, my face blank. “I’m barely going to break a sweat.” I told him. “You want to pick on someone, at least pick on someone who isn’t defenseless. Come and get me.”
The glared, clearly angry from my goading. He lunged at me and I nimbly dodged his attack, causing him to fall to the ground just outside the alley. “Oooh, missed you better try again.” I said.
“I’ll show you, you little bitch.” The man said, picking himself up. He was then coming at me again. I dodged his attack once more.
Our match was soon in the middle of the street. He would attack me and I would simply dodge, waiting for just the right moment. He was wasting so much energy. He roared a wordless cry as he lunged for me again. This time, as I moved, I grabbed him by the wrist and redirected his momentum, using it to fling him over my shoulder. He was clearly twice my size, but that didn’t matter when you know how to turn your opponent’s own body against them.
“What the hell?!” He shouted as he landed on the ground.
I smiled at him. “You wanna try again?” I asked.
He was getting up then. “You smug little bitch, you just got lucky. I’m gonna wipe that smile off your face and then teach you what a real man is.”
“Please, I have more balls than you.” I replied.
He came at me again. This time I blocked his fist while bringing my knee to his soft belly. We continued to fight like this, a crowd of onlookers gathering around us, watching each time as the man came at me only for me to deliver a blow to him or bring him to the ground. He had blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth and was coated in sweat, two of his teeth lying on the ground.
Just as he was about to get up and come for me again, there was a stern voice shouting from the crowd. “What in the eight hells is going on?”
The soldier and I both turned as Hideyoshi was breaking through the ring of onlookers. The man looked panicked. “L-lord Hideyoshi…I was just…I was just having a discussion with one of the townspeople when this crazy bitch came after me.”
“A discussion? Is that what you call harassing one of the citizens you are sworn to protect?” I asked.
Hideyoshi looked between me and the solider. Before he could say anything, the woman the soldier had been harassing was coming out of the crowd. “It’s true, my lord. He was hurting me, trying to take me off alone in that alley…this woman was the only one to come to my aid.”
“She’s a lying bitch!” The soldier shouted. “She wanted me, she was just trying to play hard to get! She should be bowing down to serve me…”
It was at this moment, Hideyoshi was punching the man in the jaw. “We don’t stand above our citizens.” He told the soldier. “We stand in front of them to protect them from harm…we also don’t attack our allies.”
The soldier was blinking up at Hideyoshi and then looking at me. “What…”
“She is Lord Yamada.” Hideyoshi said, pointing to me.
The soldier’s eyes widened in surprise. Hideyoshi was then ordering a few other soldiers to come and take this man away. He was then turning to the woman the soldier had been harassing. He bowed to her. “I am truly sorry for his actions. What he did was not befitting of an Oda soldier and I am truly sorry for what he did to you.”
I swear I saw the woman’s eyes turn into hearts as she looked at Hideyoshi. “Oh, thank you, my lord…and it’s not necessary for you to bow to me.” She said. She was then turning to me and bowing. “And thank you for stepping in…Lord Yamada.”
I smiled at her. “Think nothing of it.” I told her. “Is your arm okay?”
“A little sore and I think there will be a bruise, but I don’t think anything is broken. Thank you so much.”
“You should probably go see the doctor to have your arm looked at.” Hideyoshi told her.
She nodded. “Yeah…thank you again.” She said to me, bowing before leaving, a group of women coming up to her to walk with her. They must have been her family.
The crowd was dispersing then and Hideyoshi was turning to me. “Why did you jump in like that?” He asked. “That man was easily twice your size. He could have seriously hurt you.”
I blinked in surprise for a moment and then had to fight to keep myself from breaking out in a fit of laughter. This couldn’t be the same man from last night who was questioning joining an alliance with me and scolding me for speaking impertinently to his liege lord. Apparently he was a mother hen type.
“I’ll never stand down or walk away when someone is hurting another person. Especially when that other person is defenseless. If I get hurt in the process so be it, but I won’t go down without putting a hurting on them first.” I replied.
Hideyoshi was then looking me over. “You’re bleeding.” He said, pulling out a hand towel and coming over to dab at a spot on my forehead.
“Oh, that’s not my blood.” I replied. “The guy never landed a blow on me.”
“I see.” Hideyoshi replied. “We should probably head back to the castle so you can get cleaned up before the banquet then…and I’ll need to report to Lord Nobunaga.”
“Right.” I replied, though hideyoshi was still dabbing at my forehead. I had to fight the urge to cry as his fussing was reminding me so much of my mother. “L-let’s just go.”
Hideyoshi handed me to hand towel and then we began to walk back to the castle together. “Thank you…for stepping in and defending one of Azuchi’s people.” He said after a moment.
“It was nothing.” I replied. “I can’t stand for anyone picking on those they deem weaker…. Harassing and harming the people they are supposed to protect.”
We spent the rest of the walk back to the castle in silence. Sato and Jiro were already waiting at the gates. “Looks like our lord is already making impressions.” Sato said with a laugh.
“Well, at least it doesn’t look like she killed anyone. That’s not THAT much blood.” JIro said.
“Just had to handle something.” I replied.
“Is…is this something that regularly happens?” Hideyoshi asked, looking at my people.
Jiro nodded. “Pretty much.”
“Yeah, Lord Ava can’t stand for anyone to cause harm to an innocent. She’ll readily step in when needed.” Sato replied.
“Without any regard for her own safety…though her own safety is pretty secure. I’ve yet to see anyone lay a hand on her before.” Jiro replied.
Hideyoshi sighed. “Well, you better go get cleaned up and ready. I’ll be reporting everything to Lord Nobunaga.” He said. “And thank you again, Lord Ava.”
“Think nothing of it.”
Later that night…
Once I was all cleaned up and dressed for the banquet, I headed to the main hall with Sato and Jiro. When we walked inside, the aroma of delicious food filled the air. The Oda warlords were already gathered, sitting in the same seats as the previous night.
“Don’t be shy, have a seat.” Msamune said, looking at me as he patted an empty space beside him.
I decided to take the invitation and sat beside him, while Sato and Jiro took seats beside Mitsunari.
“You better eat up, lass.” Masamune said to me. “I don’t want to see all this delicious food I made go to waste.”
I smiled. “I would never waste food…especially good food.” I was then picking up my chopsticks and digging in. The first bite was an explosion of flavor on my tongue. And the texture was perfect. The right amount of crispy on the outside and tender and juicy on the inside.
“Oh, that is good food.” Jiro said from his seat.
“I think Lord Masamune is giving you a run for your money, Ava.” Sato said, grinning at me.
“I’d have to say you’re right.” I replied with a smile. “This is the best food I have ever tasted.”
Masamune was grinning. “Glad you like it…though did I hear them right that you’re a cook too?”
“Sometimes you just have to step in the kitchen yourself to make sure the food gets done and the people eat.” I replied with a shrug.
“My, my she cooks and beats up misbehaving soldiers in the streets.” Mitsuhide said with a smile.
Ieyasu sighed. “Great another hot head who throws themselves into the thick of it without thinking.”
I looked over at Hideyoshi. He was the only one that knew about my fight in the market this afternoon.
“Hideyoshi reported your deeds to all of us.” Nobunaga spoke up, looking at me. “I commend you for your work.”
“Thank you…” I replied. “Though it was really nothing. I did what anyone who can fight would do.”
“Yeah, but to start a fight with someone twice your size.” Masamune said, grinning at me. “You’re definitely something else, lass.”
“It was truly an astonishing deed.” Mitsunari agreed.
I shrugged off their praise. “It’s nothing the rest of you wouldn’t have done in my shoes.” I countered.
“Well, at least she’s not braggart like the rest of you.” Ieyasu muttered.
The party went on, all of us chatting and filling our bellies and sharing drinks. Though I did notice that Masamune stuck with water or tea, skipping out on sake. Once the food was gone, the party still continued as we all drank and shared stories.
“Ava…”
I looked up at the sound of the commanding voice coming from the dias. “Yes Nobunaga?”
“Come, share a drink with me.” He said, gesturing to a space beside him.
I nodded as I stood up and headed to join him. “Allow me to pour for you.” I said, getting the bottle of sake.
“Alright, and I shall pour for you.” Nobunaga agreed.
I knew both of these acts were an honor, pouring for Nobunaga and him pouring for me. It appeared I had earned his respect. We poured drinks for each other and then Nobunaga was toasting. “To our alliance, may it be long a fruitful.”
“To our alliance.” I agreed before we both sipped our drinks.
We drank in silence for a moment as the party continued on around us. Our closest allies and vassals drinking and laughing around us. Nobunaga spoke. “Tell me, Ava, do you play Go?” He asked me.
The question surprised me, but then I smiled. Since I knew he and my father played together, the question did make sense. “I do.” I replied. “My father taught me. He used it as a way to teach me about strategy.”
“Your father was a smart man.” He replied. “And clearly trained you well.”
“He was and he did.” I agreed.
“Tomorrow night, join me in the tenshu for a game. I want to see just how well your father taught you.”
“I would be honored.” I replied, smiling. This would be interesting indeed. I knew the outcomes of the games between Nobunaga and my father…and my father taught me everything I knew.
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Jess? Or Hal? For the ask game (And if you've done both of them, just pick your favorite super)
I haven't done either yet! I'll do Hal in this post and maybe Jess in another after this
Tw for canonical past suicide for later in the post (skip the story idea section)
First impression:
My real first encounter with him was probably as a guest appearance within Green Lanterns, but the first book I read with him was GL/GA. I don't remember too much of what I thought of him there, it was probably more of a general "oh he seems cool I guess" kind of neutral/positive attitude. By the time I read a Hal comic I'd already met Simon, Jess, and Jo so he wasn't a contender for the spot of my favorite lantern. I never fully finished GL/GA though bc I had the book on loan
Impression now:
Mixed. There are some Hal moments I genuinely do love and like, but tbh he can get on my nerves very easily. Of the Earth lanterns he's either my least or next to least favorite (which doesn't mean I don't like him!) but he's also like the "main character" of GL so I get annoyed when I feel like other GLs are being ignored in favor of Hal.
Favorite moment:
With that said there are sooooooo many Hal moments I just love. He's very much a character made by specific moments for me (rather than a general appreciation of who he is overall). Some Swishy fave contenders include his "Avenge me" internal monologue when he fights Mongul in GL (1990) #46, and OFC the Emerald Twilight arc a few issues later. Also in the very first issue of that book, where he jumps off a cliff in front of some campers (waiting until the last moment before using his ring) was an important moment for me in reading Hal, because it was the first time I went "oh! This guy is crazy!"
Idea for a story:
An exploration of the fact that Hal literally killed himself on panel in GL (2011) #19. Because like what the hell, why did this happen and then NO ONE EVER TALKED ABOUT IT. (This is insane to me). I think I'd probably revisit it in a dream sequence, maaaybe doing a rewrite/reimagining of his Knight Terrors issue (which I have NOT read lol) to kind of address that and talk about his mental state and things that had an impact on that, stuff like his parents, the Guardians, PARALLAX. Basically it'd be Hal and the ghost of Tomar-Re just talking about how he is not okay. A pretty heavy response to a pretty heavy topic.
Unpopular opinion:
I'm going to be so real here like 95% of my Hal opinions are unpopular bc its just me talking about how I think he's overrated. Like we're bros ig but still. Overrated.
Like I LIKE him but I'm annoyed at him like 80% of the time bc DC is always putting out a mid story focusing on him while ignoring my faves WHO ARE SO COOL AND DESERVE STORIES 😤💔😭
I guess one beyond that is I'm not a fan of his friendship with Barry. Maybe this is just because I haven't read anything where they're like... interesting? But I just don't get the hype. ESPECIALLY compared to his relationship with Oliver which is absolutely insane in comparison. Like why are we talking abt Barry rn when OLLIE LITERALLY SHOT HAL AND HAL RESSURECTED OLLIE. like guys. Guys. Are you seeing this shit.
Favorite relationship:
Like ship wise? I'm not a huge Halcarol fan personally but I do think they're kind of the epitome of "you're perfect for each other. Never involve anyone else in what you have going on," kind of messy drama-filled relationship with a lot of history.
I also really like halollie and their relationship but not in like a "they should date" way or anything like that. Like they're bros to me who emotionally have a whole complicated little thing going on like idk
Within the lanterns I think the frenemy whatever thing Guy and Hal do is SO funny. I love especially the beginning of GL (1990) where Guy just in his free time shows up to ruin Hal's life while Hal is just so sick and done and mad about it. Peak comedy, Guy never change
Fave headcanon:
Do I have any headcanons about Hal? Not really. I try to think about him as little as possible (kidding). No um I'd say I don't really have any, and if I did they'd probably be really basic or smth like that he cries watching both Top Gun movies.
#blah#answered#hal jordan#thank you for the ask! i have pretty complicated feelings abt hal so this was of interesting to write
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