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Cursed to think abt the possibility that the sheep could’ve found the akutagawa siblings at some point

Andrew’s Pov - after the foxes won

The final buzzer blew with a deafening alarm signaling the end of the match. The foxes had won the final. Fair and square.

Andrew didn’t leave the goal post even as his teammates celebrated at the center of the court. He tried to take it in, the laughing stock of exy were champions today and as much as he didn’t care about anything, deep down a very small part of him believed that they deserved it more than anyone else. However, an even bigger part of him had started to care for someone, and that scared him. People like him weren’t mean to be with anyone, they were meant to live and die alone, there was no love for him, not in this life anyway, and on most days, Andrew didn’t care about that, he had nothing in him to give to anyone anyway and yet the stolen kisses on the roof, feeling him in the shower, making out when Kevin was sleeping soundly on the couch had started to feel like home, with a shake of his head Andrew grounded himself, he couldn’t give in to these thoughts they were pointless, then why did his eyes search for Number 10 totally betraying his thoughts.

There he was. Junkie. Crouched on the ground, Andrew locked eyes with him and he had the sudden urge to close the distance between them, in front of everyone. But he stopped himself, you are not made for love , the voice in his head said. Andrew took a deep breath and was doing to look the other way and just then he saw Riko pick up his racquet and aim it at Neil, Andrew didn’t even realize what took over him, all he knows is he saw a racquet flying towards his Neil and he knew he had to do something, everyone else was too far away. He moved and tossed his racquet into the air, beating Riko’s out and hitting him hard on his hand, the sound of his bones cracking echoed through the stadium. He locked eyes with Neil once again and nodded, Neil half smiled and Andrew didn’t even want to think the possibility of him being hurt if he hadn’t been fast enough, his heart was beating too fast, he did not even know he had one of these until he first saw Neil’s icy blue eyes. He had promised to watch his back and he was going to do that for the rest of his life, maybe he did not deserve love but he knew Neil did and he didn’t trust anyone else to keep him safe so he was doing to do it.

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Terry says to his beloved "I can give you anything and everything" and beloved says "I want a baby" how would the different era of Terrys handle this situation?

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― Ironically, Twig, or rather a young Terry, probably heard this demand from his own parents, or at least his father, as soon as he returned from Vietnam, and maybe even before that, at a ridiculously young age; Leave that whole army shebang behind. Take over the company. Take over the family business. Expand it. Don't neglect all the privileges that were given to you in the pursuit of idle, hippy-dippy nonsense. Be the man you were always supposed to be. Give us some grandchildren who can do the same one day. Those were, in a nutshell, undoubtedly the basic tenants he might've grown up with (give or take), because those are usually the tenants more or less every traditional parent has for their kids. So, when beloved lets Terry in this period in his life in particular know that they want a baby with him, it doesn't come as a tremendously big surprise because it was somehow always a given it would happen one day --- only difference is, Terry actually has someone he absolutely desires to produce progeny with probably even more than beloved does themselves, so children might come about as a result of this relationship awfully quickly precisely because Terry wants to 'leave the whole Vietnam thing behind' just as he was advised to do, and move on --- become stronger, better, more accomplished, not bogged down by what he survived. He wants to crystallize. Get in control of his circumstances. Overcome. He is in pursuit of transformation. This is a very raw era in his life, though. And while he wants this baby to symbolize the turning of a new page there's always the looming shadow of freshly acquired PTSD still hanging over him like a dark cloud where he's convinced he'll, for the lack of a better word, fuck up somewhere where fatherhood and family is concerned; a fact perhaps outweighed by his devotion, love and eagerness to please as he stays true to his word and gives beloved everything they want. Everything. Even legacy. In spite of his complicated state of mind right about now, he's more boyishly excited for a child than beloved could ever be because he just adores the idea. It's one of the purest sources of joy he's had since the war.

― Terry Silver in the 80's literally just goes ahead and fucks beloved on the spot when they respond to his 'I can give you everything and anything' with 'I want a baby.' You want a baby? Okay. Fair enough. Not a second's to be wasted. Might as well get down to business right about now because time's money. Emphasis on the NOW. Cancel all appointments, Margaret! He does it, right there, on the floor. On nearby furniture. In the tub. In the steam room or the sauna. On the desk. In front of staff. All around the mansion. In the dojo. In the backroom of some event. In the back of his Rolls Royce. On top of the Rolls Royce. And in the weeks to follow? Sex in unusual and outlandish places shamelessly and perversely becomes a ritualistic norm, happening as often as a couple of times a day or as much as is needed for someone to get knocked up. Well, beloved said they wanted kids, and this is how kids are made. Yes. Terry treats the whole thing like running an Olympic Marathon with an Olympic torch in tow or training for some sort of extreme sport and it truly takes quite a bit of willpower, stamina, determination and strength to keep up with him, but that's what one gets when they wind him up --- it becomes pretty impossible to unwind him. It doesn't matter, though, because he's gleeful, enthusiastic, titillated, turned on and he isn't one for empty talk. He truly says what he means and means what he says. He wasn't here promising beloved that he'll give them 'anything' purely to seem fanciful. It's not just some corny line for him. This guy? He entirely meant it. And with such an intensity of force and conviction that he could genuinely have beloved pregnant within weeks, or as quickly as nature allows, because he won't stop until it happens. The only thing he and beloved will stop for is to eat, drink, bathe, rest (a little), so he could train, keep up his endurance and core power and so they could get back to fucking post-haste, often going as far as multitasking and doing above-mentioned activities simultaneously with having sex on the clock. Turns out, people can fuck, drink, bathe, rest and train at the same time if they're committed enough to a cause, and Terry Silver sure is committed.

― That's all old man Terry ever wanted. For years. Decades, in fact. That is, pretty much, the one regret of his life; not having children. In plural, you'll notice. So, when beloved suggests it with such fervor to him, it's like all of his life so far suddenly clicked into place. He is on the verge of having everything --- quite literally everything. Someone who loves him for him and wants to have his kids even when they're offered every other material possession in the world by him freely. No. Beloved picked having his babies instead. In a society where everyone's out to use everyone (and Terry could write a dissertation on the subject, trust and believe) this is a monumental occasion; a proof of beloved's worth and steadfast nature. Of their loyalty towards him. Of their love. That they're in this with him for all the right reasons. That they're not out here to use them, but rather, that they're here to build with him, so, in effect, if this was ever a test, him asking them what they want him to give them, beloved passed with flying colors. If it was possible for him to love them even more, he does now, after such a statement and it is pretty hard to describe, in a short post, how profoundly emotional Terry would be hearing this; to the degree he'd almost hesitate for a second, because what if it's too late now, at this stage in his life? What if he cannot stay in control of how long he'll have with his figurative kids even if they are born? What if it's beyond his power to pick and choose how many years are ahead of him? What if his joy is fleeting and it'll slip out of his hands like water? The idea of not having the upper hand and the authority in these decisions is infuriating and harrowing, intermingled with this overwhelming desire that --- no --- he should think large and take what he wants. When he wants it. He's always had what he wished for out of life and now should be no different, so after a period of self-reflection, brooding and I dare even say depression comes a newly found state of genuine fulfillment for Terry. He gives beloved the babies they both so dearly wanted and that guy, well...he's legitimately happy.

(via @SmudgeTheInsultCat over on Mastodon)

listen i'm usually above taking potshots at reborn baby dolls but the sound I made upon opening Facebook Marketplace and being met with this thing sent my cats flying across the house

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Another piece I did for The Nib back in 2015! Gonna keep posting these until they shut down at the end of the summer. It was such a treat to hear that Matt and the whole editorial team just won an Eisner for their work on the magazine and website. Much-deserved.

Anyway: this is a parody and isn't representative of every screenwriter's experience, but it certainly feels relevant with all the strikes rolling out right now. Did you know what kind of credit you get on a film directly impacts how much you're paid? For writers you'll see "created by," "written by," "story by," and all sorts of other things, all of which translate to different levels of compensation! (Highlander, for example, has Story by Gregory Widen and Screenplay by my dad and his writing partner, Larry Ferguson.) The Writer's Guild is often responsible for arbitrating those decisions. They have a whole MANUAL to help writers understand the process. It rules.

Thanks, WGA. Thanks, The Nib. (And you can always make more of these comics possible on Patreon.)

that side eye freeze tho 😂