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stillnotyourmusebitch · 2 months

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I can’t stop thinking of demon! Adam going through development and reaching the point of like,, doing something nice without anyone telling him to do it, purely for the sake of doing it. Something he never would have done before. Even if it’s something as small as sitting down with you while you’re watching your favorite movie or show and not shitting on it the whole time, just to keep you company. Or something like that. I dunno. I’m just a sucker for slow burn subtextual romance.

THAT, and the reader seeing his face beneath the mask, looking him the eyes, and smiling a little. Even if they say nothing. I feel like that would stick with him.

Exactly. Demon!Adam lives in my head rent free now. I know this weren't a request of sorts but I kinda wrote something for this

random ficlet below

Demon!Adam x GN!reader (Fluff)

DemonSinner!Adam is something that plays on my mind a lot. He still doesn’t believe in the whole redemption shit that Charlie is laying down but if it gets him a glimpse of seeing heaven again he is willing to try.

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Adam was bored and needed something to do that would put off the inevitable “therapy” session with Lucifer’s brat later. So that must be why he finds himself outside your room. He knocks lightly on your door. You didn’t answer, he knocked again louder this time. Still no answer. So he opens the door and peers in.

“Hey errr (Y/n) Charlie asked me to check on you.” A blatant lie but he won’t tell you that.

He sees you’re watching TV.

“Huh? What no shitty nickname this time?” You mumbled around a mouthful of popcorn. Adam walks over and flops down on the couch next to you.

“Oh yeah, nah I didn’t really feel like it.” He grabs a handful of your popcorn.

You quirk a brow.

“Also Charlie said nooo giving nicknames to people that demean them and also who don’t want it and people were given names to be used blah blah blah.” He shoves the popcorn into his mouth. “So what are we watchin?”

“I'm watching a movie I really like so if you're staying either shut up or fuck off.” You sink back into your blanket cocoon.

*10 minutes later*

“What the fuck! This guy clearly likes her but she goes for the other bozo. Is she blind . . . . as well as ya know hot.”

You choke on your drink. You didn’t think that this would be his kinda thing but here he was emotionally invested in the film you had picked. You had really wanted to just wallow in your depression by binge watching trashy romcoms but what was really making you feel better was watching the ‘dickmaster’ himself rooting for the underdog to open up about his feelings to the lead woman.

You go to grab some popcorn but see the bowl is empty.

“Gotta pause.” You go to stand but he stops you.

“I got this.” He hides the good deed by quickly saying “And I need to piss anyway.” You pass him the bowl.

“Not in the popcorn I hope.” You rearrange yourself back in your blanket burrito.

“HAA, You nasty but don’t watch without me. Coz that is a dick move.”

“You know all about those.” You mutter into the blanket. But Adam had gone to the hotel kitchen to make popcorn.

You chose to scroll on your phone until he got back. There were a few messages but you didn’t really feel like answering them. You flop on your side. You can always move when he came back.

While you waited in silence for Adam. You think back on how he really was getting better. After seeing him slowly open up to Charlie’s ideas and seeing that he can be a good guy when it suits him. You smile to yourself.

Your door slams open.

“Okay I’m back bitch.”

Nevermind looks like he has thrown up his walls again.

He lays out the armful of snacks and the bowl of popcorn that looks way bigger than the bowl he left with. He sees you on your side.

“You comfy down there?”

You groan and slowly sit up again. He sits back down but wraps an arm around you and hugs you into his side and nothing more.

“Okay we can continue now.” He grabs the popcorn and rests it on his lap.

You set the movie going again and snuggle just a little bit closer. For popcorn reasons of course not that Adam was nice and warm and you felt safe next to him.

“Clearly she don’t know a good thing when she sees it.” You pipe up after about three minutes into the film again. You had seen this film so many times but there was one scene that always brought out annoyance in you.

“Right!! She needs to open her eyes this guy clearly loves her for who they are and not some fake ass bs that other . . . what?” Adam stops mid-sentence looking down at you resting against his chest.

You blink a few times before realising you are staring “Huh oh nothing.”

You focus back on the screen in front of you.

The climatic end of the film was approaching and the main lead were confessing their love and as the credits role you can here someone crying. You glance up and see Adam wiping away tears.

“You okay.” You sit up and reach for the tissues on the table to hand them to him.

“What!!! I’m fine. Of course I’m fiiiine. Shut up bitch.” He grabs the tissue box from you.

“If it helps I cried the first time I watched this movie.” You wrap the blankets tighter around yourself.

“I . . . ah . . shit.” He saw you curling further in on yourself. He feels guilt crawling into his stomach. “Sorry, I’m . . .Ugh. Look I’m bad at these feel your feelings crap that Charlie spouts. But it was a good film and yeah I cried but . . .”

“It don’t make you any less of a man.”

“Yeeeah I know. Of course I know. I’m the first man.”

“Huh back to that are we.” You bump shoulders with him, making him laugh.

He pulls you back into his side “So what are we watching now?”

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I really didn't mean for this to be as long as it was. I'm sorry

#jamie replies #sleeplessdreamer14 #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam hazbin hotel #hazbin adam x reader #hazbin adam #gender neutral reader #sinner!adam #adam x reader #i dunno why i'm taggin it this way #hazbin hotel x reader

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sehtoast · 6 months

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Happy Birthday (Homelander x Reader)

Fluffy drabble in honor of Antony Starr's birthday today. Gender Neutral Reader. Reader has spider powers. | Fic Directory

On the morning of his ‘birthday,’ he’s a grumbling, grouchy mess.

Homelander pinches the bridge of his nose. “It’s not even my fucking birthday,” he tells you as if he hadn’t said it every single year since you’d both grown close. “Just what marketing thought would sell me better.”

Not only that, but he has to work on his ‘birthday.’ Run around for TV appearances, do his big, live-streamed save of the day to show the world that heroes don’t take a day off. They’ll always be there to save everyone, even if doing so is nothing more than a sore reminder of just how fabricated their lives really are.

Sure! He’ll zip around the state to appease his corporate overlords. Wave to the masses no matter how torn he is between loving and hating them, lift a car off some poor soul or catch another jumper. It’s what he does, right?

Because he’s a hero.

Right?

He’s not allowed to be like everyone else. Can’t kick his feet up and relax. There would be no day spent with you, no sleeping in, no lazy moments spent listening to your heartbeat before you wake.

He gets pepperings of you throughout his day, though.

You appear, in costume, at his birthday save. It’s the only reason he smiled when he touched down with that bozo who nearly leapt off the roof of an apartment complex. The emotive lenses of your mask let him know your smile reaches your eyes without even having to peer through the fabric.

It was your cheering that made it feel real.

He catches the sight of you blowing a kiss from behind the set camera during an interview. He worried his mask may have cracked on screen from how he smiled wider. He kisses you hungrily afterwards, away from prying eyes, before you’re both due to return to your respective duties.

You swing by during one of his meetings in the conference room, having taken the tray of coffee and stacks of paper from whichever employee was originally heading that way. You set a mug down for him and left the others to retrieve their own. The most you can give him is a friendly pat on the back– secret relationship things, y’know? But it means the world to him. You shoot him a wink before leaving.

It’s the only time he’s ever actually drank a meeting room refreshment.

When all is said and done for his big day, the sun has set. He finds you on top of the Chrysler Building, waiting for him atop one of the eagle perches. You’d set up some sort of picnic. He hears a song playing faintly from your phone– one he remembers you saying reminds you of him.

He lands with a sappy little grin.

You baked him a cake. How you managed to swing it to the top without any damage is a mystery to him, but he supposes most things you do are that way. How you love him, soothe him, free him… How your smile lifts the weight from his shoulders every single time.

“Make a wish!” You giggle before he blows out the candles. He takes a moment to admire the smudgy, wrinkly icing and awkward cursive ‘happy birthday, pumpkin!’ you’d written on top of it. More beautiful than that, there’s also you, bathed in the warm glow of the candles. It never gets old.

Yours are the only birthday cakes he actually likes.

His lips quirk into a lopsided grin when you lean in to kiss his forehead as he blows out the flames. He wasn’t sure what he wished for, but he thinks it must have been that. You tell him that his present has to wait for later since you didn’t trust yourself to carry it and the cake up the tower. He doesn’t care about that.

Not now.

Not when there’s a speck of icing to be dabbed on your nose and serenity to be had.

He takes you up above the clouds. The moon glows bright and full, but he has only eyes for you as you sway together. The music had long since ended, but you two dance nonetheless. Your hand rests in his, his arm wraps around your waist, and he floats you in a slow spin.

He thanks you for wiggling into his day as much as you could.

“S’what I do best,” you say, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I love you, Johnny. Happy birthday.”

He wraps his other arm around you, pulling you infinitely closer, no longer spinning. He’d rather focus on holding you. Taking in the moment, being here, now, with you.

He’s happy.

Content.

Peaceful.

Loved.

Completely and utterly tranquil in the gravity of you.

“I love you, too.”

A very happy birthday and many, many more to our shining Starr himself <3

#homelander #homelander x reader #antony starr #homelander fanfiction #the boys

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shotmrmiller · 2 days

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But what if it's the other way tho? Reader had an day SO awful at work that it just killed the horny dead for that day and all she want to do was just sit in a hot tub and eat spicy ramen while watching some dumb tv show and not fuck while those two bozos are raring to go

i'm team just lie back and let them do the work it'll be quick they promise

fr tho like you'd have to be sooooo sore and achy post fucking those two slabs of thick ass meat like there's gotta be some ritual they give you for times like that

ahhh but to LISTEN TO ME i'm sO rabid

like imagine calling up one of the other 2 to take your spot and if you want, only if you're interested (+ a little begging from johnny til simon tells him to sod off) you can watch.

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brandycranby · 9 months

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ce characters + whether your asian parents would like them and how to win them over 🥺😣🫶🏻💕🍵

based on unfortunately realistic intrusive thoughts i have while reading self-insert fics

steve: military? hm. desi peeps leave ur comments bc idk how desi parents feel but i know ALL the east asian and southeast asian parents and grandparents might have something to say about that. the US army has left its mark.. just saying... better highlight his better features such as his sensitive artistic nature!! wait. wait. not that either, no need for them to call him a bum at the dinner table.

just... have him win your mom over with his stunning future son-in-law adorableness and charming smile 😀

andy: lawyer. that's it- no, no it doesn't matter if your EA mom prefers flower boys and he's a little too bearded. lawyer. the desi parents are messaging the Whatsapp group chat, they're calling the fam back in the motherland. look at that beard. lawyer.

tall ✅ upper middle-class ✅ drives an audi ✅ divorced? he has you now.

ari: handsome... ok.. but also. military. hmm. non-religious/non-abrahamic religious peeps, your asian parents might give him a better reception. but um, "divorced?" "has a daughter??" "soldier la??" "he have steady income???" 👁️👄👁️

my super religious background peeps, im so sorry. maybe the part where he's Jewish will get lost in translation. um. that's a fight and a half at the dinner table, good luck 🥲 maybe just elope.

curtis: ... I MEAN IS IT THE APOCALYPSE?? if not, your dad would probably like him. a man's man. strong, silent, built like a brick wall and does whatever DIY project he points him towards when you visit. your mom will call him scary. i don't think that would change whether you're E/S/SEA, your mom is pulling you aside in the kitchen and asking if you're really sure about him.

let Curtis show his gentle side. yeah, he's tall and intimidating but he has a soft heart. tell your lil cousins and niblings to use him as a jungle gym

jake: see Andy above- no, EVEN MORE POWERFUL THAN ANDY. yeah, military veteran, yeah, he's a lil awkward. but. computer science. information technology. wifi. tvs, laptops, phones. your parents are going to turn him into their personal help line and you might have to put a stop to it but goddamn if they don't call him son the minute this convo happens:

"he's in cybersecurity"

"what is cyba-"

"... IT"

"OH EYE-TEE. EYE-TEE VERY GOOD"

ransom: he's rich. he wears L.L. Bean and probably has the Louis Vuitton travel duffle bag. ransom is the nicest dressed, actually fashionable, sleek, and nicest smelling compared to the rest of these bozos. your mom loves him already. your dad is on the fence but also, he's well off enough to take care of you.

don't... say that he writes. yes, he does write. but focus on the fact that he's connected to a big big publishing house. yes yes. if this is an au and he's in charge of Blood Like Wine. BUSINESS OWNER, TAKE THAT.

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disclaimer, all asian parents different. my dad is a graphic designer/artsy (though idk if he'd want me to date an artist tbh...) if ur parents aren't represented feel free to reblog w ur thoughts 😌

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silvyavan · 11 months

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BLACK CLOVER CHAPTER 361 LEAKS

THIS CHAPTER IS JUST 📈📉📈📉📈

HOMOPHOBE DOWN!!!

YUNO CUT HIM STRAIGHT DIAGONALLY THROUGH!!

I SAY-

JUMPSCARE

HE JUST FUCKEN??? THE FUCK

YOU TELLING ME THIS CUNT HAS BEEN IN HIS POPE CHAIR THE WHOLE TIME??? IN SOME MASSIVE FLYING FORTRESS???

THIS IS A WHOLE TV SHOW FOR HIM

THEY WERE CLONES?!

YUNO, GET THE FUCK OUTTA THERE, YOUR MAN IS NOT HERE YET, JUST HOLD ON!!!

EVERYBODY FUCKEN STRUGGLING NOW

RETURN OF OUR BELOVED BOZOS!!! OUR FUCKEN BELOVED BULLS!!! VANESSA AND FINRAL GOR A NEW FIT!!! SMALL JOYS IN THIS SHITSHOW

RWTURN OF THE MILF AND THE WITCH

Vanessa went to witch forest to ask for a favor from Witch Queen to find Asta!!! The parallels to when Asta got cursed at Water Temple!!! I'm Dying!!! Dorothy is there!!!

These daft cunts aren't just doing combined magic, they're doing EXTREME COMPOUND MAGIC, WITH FINRAL AS THE CROWN GEM

ITS APPARENTLY CALLED DOOR OF DESTINY AND IT ALLOWS YOU TO MEET WITH THE PERSON YOU WANT THE MOST? THATS KINDA ROMANTIC

RETURN OF THE KING!!! NO BREAK NEXT WEEK!!!

#black clover #black clover manga #asta black clover #black clover spoilers #black clover leaks #bc leaks #bc spoilers #yuno grinberryall #lucius zogratis #vanessa enoteca #silv writes

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0junemeatcleaver0 · 5 months

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"How is show Louis better than book Louis" anon here. No it wasn't a riddle, I'm just deeply flummoxed how anyone can come to the conclusion that an improvised and broadly warped show character can supercede an original book character, flaws and all, in anyone's mind. There is no reasoning with the show fandom. Louis is what he is if we all went around "improving" original characters and essentially doing a 180 on who they are fundamentally, do they even resemble their book counterparts, to any degree anymore? That's not Louis. That's a whole new character. That's an OC. How is he BETTER. I'm tired of this show and the fandom at this point I don't want to be a part of it anymore, there's only a few blogs I visit and every day the rest of the fandom starts to make less and less sense. I saw one post supporting and justifying episode 5. Justifying Claudia being SA-ed. I saw one post saying they will never read the books because the books were so problematic, but they support Lestat beating Louis to a pulp. Senseless logic. Another post was waxing on about how gay sex is more intimate than sharing blood, which sure. But all the rabbit humping the show gives the viewers is so deep and full of pathos 🙄 bruh, the show has done a number on the tender brains of some of these illiterate nonces. I'm sorry to unload on you June, I don't know where to go or who to talk to anymore. Tumblr is depressing.

I know, anon. I was just joking around about the riddle.

But you're right on all points. This show is what people outside of fandom think of as "fanfiction"--ooc, stupid asf, and overwrought.

I half wonder if I claimed that my fic was suuuper progressive and I'm gonna revolutionize what Anne was trying to do and then wrote my same ol hotny trash of these bozos would buy it (they wouldn't--it only works for white men, sadly).

Also laughing forever at "rabbit humping" because it's so true. It's the least sensual TV fucking I've ever been subjected to. Pour one out for the sex life of anyone who thinks it's the epitome of...anything really. 🙃

The good blogs with sense are out there, anon. And you're always welcome to scream into the void of my askbox whenever you want/need.

#talk hard

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rosadolces · 14 days

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Earlier, she was asked to prepare a dish for the show.

Now, she stared down at an unconscious person with a mallet in hand.

It slipped from her fingers and disappeared beneath his top hat. She couldn't completely understand the interest in such an unremarkable, sweaty individual... (Hardly fit for TV, if you asked her.) but she'd been brought here to support him no matter what.

They drag the body together.

"SAY... ROSEPETAL,"

Her ears perk as something skips a beat.

"I just got the BEEEEEST deal on a spot for you!" An eye drifted down to the man as he snickered. "Howsabout you go set up shop once we get this bozo back home?"

She nods enthusiastically.

His smile is gentle.

And all is well.

#【 ♡ — noise 2. 】

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howlingday · 1 year

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Pyrrha: This feels...

Ruby: Awkward?

Pyrrha: I was going to say "invasive".

Ruby: It's fine! Now put on your blond wig and pretend to be Jaune, and I'll be you, as a demonstration.

Pyrrha: Um, okay? (Puts on her wig) Wow, it sure is a nice day to be me, Jaune Arc. I'm just here, in my room, at Beacon, relaxing, because that's what I do. Me, Jaune Arc.

Ruby: (Thinking) How should Pyrrha respond? Well, she should definitely instigate.

Ruby: (Nods) Let's watch Converters: Prehistoric Combat on DVD!

Pyrrha: ...Really?

Ruby: Sure, why not? It's a good show.

Pyrrha: Um, okay. For this scenario, let's assume I don't carry a thirty-year-old TV series with me everywhere I go. I'm curious how I should respond then?

Ruby: Well, in that VERY unlikely scenario, I would suggest you say...

Ruby: Let's watch Converters: Prehistoric Combat on DVD!

Pyrrha: ...Ruby, I don't think I even HAVE a DVD in our dorm, or a TV. At all. If I want to watch a show, I just pull up the a streaming application.

Ruby: Pyrrha, it's not about the DVD or the TV! It's about what they represent!

Pyrrha: What does it represent?

Ruby: Y- You know!

Pyrrha: ...I don't!

Ruby: Well, in that case, all you can really say is...

Ruby: Let's watch Converters: Prehistoric Combat on DVD!

Pyrrha: I'm starting to think you aren't taking this seriously.

Ruby: Coming up with things to say is hard! Work with me here!

Jaune: Hey, guys, I'm back! Oh! Hey, Ruby! What's up?

Ruby: Nothing much.

Pyrrha: Oh no...

Jaune: Hey, is that a blond wig, Pyrrha?

Pyrrha: Um...

Jaune: I like it! I thought about getting a wig myself. Anyway, what are you guys up to?

Ruby: Now, Pyrrha!

Pyrrha: U-Um...!

Jaune: Something on your mind, Pyrrha?

Pyrrha: Oh, uh, well, there was something, but I completely forgot. You know how it is.

Jaune: Oh, that reminds me! I needed to get your opinion on something in private. Do you mind taking a walk with me?

Pyrrha: No! No! I mean, uh, I would love to go for a walk with you.

Jaune: Great! See ya later, Ruby! (Leaves with Pyrrha)

Ruby: ...ASK HIM IF HE WANTS TO WATCH CONVERTERS ON DVD WITH YOU, YOU FUCKING BOZO!

Ruby: ARGH! WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THIS?!

#rwby #tomato gaming #lil gator game #ruby rose #pyrrha nikos #jaune arc #arkos

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panpan-pandemonium · 2 years

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TMNT Turtles adopting you

FLUFF MRMRMRM

you’re like 4-6 years old in each of these headcanons

i love them being father/brother figures 🥺🥺

+splinter being a gramp

i put too much effort into this shit

Leo

you were being cornered by two random dudes

child vs. two bozos in an alleyway? didn’t sound like a fair fight

how did you even get in the alleyway?

ngl he was pretty hesitant to save you bc he was worried that you would tell your parents

but then he realized that you were a literal child, so then he was fine with it

mf drops down from the top of a random building and starts threatening them

meanwhile,,was that superman?

holy shit you were being saved by superman

he looked a little different compared to that tv show you saw but it was aight :]

you didn’t even notice the two guys running away after a while because you were just staring at leo

“you okay, tiny?”

“...are you superman?”

who?? was he meant to say yes??

“um...yeah!”

mmm wrong answer

by the time he got back to the lair, you were latched onto his leg yelling “weeeee”

if he would be asked about what he was to you, he would explain that he was a foster parent until your actual parents started caring about you

the truth was that he was way too attached to ever let you go

especially after how you guys first encountered, you really think he’d give you up? hell no

you’ll try to grab his katana’s at some points

to which he has to take them away from you which evolves into you holding a grudge against him

to rebel against that, you’ll sneak away with his bandana when he isn’t looking

perfect plan

but you end up getting way too into wearing his bandana

you’ll pretend to be him and run around the lair showing his brothers until you catch leo’s attention

“grrrr... look daddy, i’m just like you!!”

his heart mELTS

YOU CALLED HIM DAD

YOU IDOLIZED HIM

OH GOD HE’S GONNA SOB

he has to take a step away from you for a bit and scream into a pillow

he’ll pick you up and spin you around 😭 legit he almost starts crying

“are you gonna save the day just like daddy some day?”

“yeah!!” 🥺🥺

he loves you so much but he’s so protective

he’ll freak tf out if he can’t find you anywhere

if it turns out that you were hanging out with your uncles and they didn’t tell leo, he’ll be mad at his brothers

“dad, can i go play with uncle raph/donnie/mikey?”

“no, daddy’s mad at them right now >:(“ he gets really petty

you think it’s really funny so even when he isn’t actually mad at his brother’s, he pretends to be a petty hoe

anything to hear that little laugh 💙

at some point he’ll try to fit you in his pocket

to which he’ll be disappointed that it doesn’t work

tiny pockets :(

his nickname for you is tiny

he likes to carry you around in the palm of his hand too

you’re just really tiny

and you’ll hear that a lot when you’re growing up

Raph

he was blowing off a steam when you found him, actually

he got into a fight with leo again

he starts beating tf out of those big shipping containers

the ones you’d see on container ships? yeah, one of those

midway through his temper tantrum,, *pitter patter*

he draws his sais way, ready for an ass-beating

he hadn’t had much action in a while anyways

and out comes peaking from behind a wall, a tiny infant

not a literal baby, but you come out of hiding and,, you’re a literal infant compared to his 6’0+ stature

he’s never fought a child before

he lowkey doesn’t know how to interact with you at first

he’s never seen a child in his life and that’s true besides his brothers

was he meant to threaten you first?? was that plan a??

he has the audacity to start threatening you in your face

he clearly doesn’t know the power you hold in your tiny hands compared to his puny objects

he’s so bad at threatening you that you don’t even understand a word he’s saying >:)

*bonk*

“did you..did you just hit me?”

you give off that innocent giggle that makes him melt into putty

oh he’s keeping you

“you got any parents, kid?”

“no”

“well good, because you’re mine now”

pulls up at the lair with you on his shoulders

badass father >:)

unlike leo, raph brags about being a father figure

he acts like a dick and shows off his fatherly title but he’s actually so fucking excited he feels so fuzzy and giddy

your laugh is so contagious to him, he literally has a laughing fit whenever you giggle n shit

he tries to get donnie to make you a custom bandana of your favorite color

donnie wants the “favorite uncle” title so he absolutely goes with it

when you finally get your bandana made, raph picks you up just like leo does and hypes you up

your own hype man

“are you gonna beat up bad guys just like daddy?”

“yeahhh!”

if raph has a pull-up bar, he loves putting you on his shoulders while he’s working out

speaking of workout shenanigans,,

since raph has that workout bench and weights, he once for the hell of it pretended that he was suffocating underneath the weight just to see your reaction

you ended up crying the first time he did it bc you thought he was gonna die :(

“daddy’s okay, it’s okay champ”

that was the first and final time he did that in front of you

never again

speaking of nicknames, he calls you champ

whenever you’re tired, he’ll quit whatever he’s doing and will come to nap with you

training? woops, gotta go 🏃‍♀️

eating? damn, save my food yall 🏃‍♀️

he churrs a lot to help you sleep too

he loves his little champ sm

Donnie

the one time he wasn’t cooped up in his room

the one time

literally just chilling on the roof of a random building when he dropped his bō staff on accident

couldn’t be worse :)

oh shit, a random kid’s coming around the corner :)

*abnormally large reptile drops from the roof*

“is this a stick?”

“s- stick?”

where are your parents- yeah you get the gist, he looks and sees nobody around the corner

oh well, kidnapping :))

he takes you back to the lair and has to explicitly explain why he kidnapped a child and why it was alright

doctor donnie in the sewer!

he does a full checkup on you to make sure you’re alright since you didn’t have any adult supervision

you end up getting really overwhelmed after a while which passes over to donnie

“hey hey hey! it’s ok, it’s ok-! here, do you wanna hold the stick?” this is an insult to his staff but he’d do anything to calm you down

and?? it works??

“stick :)” and you’re entertained for the next 30 minutes

and our favorite nerd adopts you on the spot

when he’s doing something on his computers, he’ll hold you in his lap while you get to watch him do whatever he’s doing

you get amazed at all the stuff that your dad looks up :’)

donnie loves the fact that you’re so curious even though it’s by nature

yknow those baby carriers that people strap their babies to their chests with??

this bitch

HE ENDS UP MAKING ONE SPECIFICALLY FOR YOU

“dad! i’m too old for that! >:(“

“please (y/n), just this once? for dad?”

it was actually a lot more fun than you thought

his brother’s jab at him for it but they all want a turn carrying you around sooner or later

this petty fuck says “no :)”

WITH A SMILE TOO

there have been many occasions where you steal his glasses

you end up copying his famous laugh and snort at some point (source)

you did end up breaking his bō staff at some point

donnie wasn’t really mad but you started to cry bc you were really guilty

you grabbed some duct tape from his desk and grabbed the broken staff

you tried to tape it back together as best as you could,,

when you went to bed, he stayed up repairing his staff

despite it being fully put back together, he still put duct tape where you did originally

so that it seemed like you helped :)

he calls you his little genius

why? because his biggest brag is you knowing random facts because you watched him researching

aw little genius in training, taking after your father 💜

even though he doesn’t cuss much,, the one time he did, you mimicked him

“raph, stop being an asshole”

“asshole?”

“NO”

he was very paranoid after that experience

Mikey

can a mutant dumbass take care of an infant dumbass? surprisingly, yes

he uhhh,,, he left the manhole cover off the hole returning to the lair

you crawled into the sewers and chased him down

why? ionknow big turtle man is cool :)

so when everyone sees a tiny child sliding down their slide, everyone immediately interrogates mikey

“did you leave the manhole uncovered, michelangelo?”

“hahaaa...woops :’))”

you recognize him as soon as you spot him, and you waddle towards him

which gives splinter an opportunity to question you, too

“where are your parents?”

“umm...him :)” *points at mikey*

“CAN WE KEEP IT?!”

insert a series of questions to mikey that just equal= “did it have any parents?”

all in all, he got to keep you

technical custody ig?

HE’LL TAKE YOU DOWN THE WATER SLIDE THEY HAVE

HE MIGHT GET IN TROUBLE BUT HE DOESNT CARE

splinter also has a soft spot for you so he let’s it slide no matter how many warnings you guys get

you accompany him on shenanigans and pranks

your pranks aren’t really prank, it’s usually just you asking if your uncles’ shoes are untied

they don’t even wear shoes but they go with it

you got most of your music taste from him

he once got an empty box from an alleyway bc he saw a video of a cat jumping into a box

and he lowkey wondered if you would do the same

so he brought it back to the lair...and it was on sight

you sprinted away from wherever you were to sit in that box

whenever he has a bad day, he’ll remember that :)

speaking of collecting things, he’ll collect a lot of things for you

you have a collection of bracelets, necklaces, and you even have your own skateboard!

mikey doesn’t let you use it tho

the last time you tried to use it, you got hurt

you have to hear him say dad jokes a lot

EVEN THOUGH HE GETS SCOLDED...he’ll take you to the halloween parades with you on his shoulders

he’ll probably steal one of his brother’s bandana’s too, just so you match him

“stay in the shadows goddamnit” but parade 🥺🥺

you’re his little ‘sunshine’

he calls april your aunt and makes casey your extra uncle

raph can and will make jokes about you both sharing the same iq

and that’s why he’s your least favorite uncle /j

you became a cat person because of mikey

he would show you videos of cats to help calm you down with temper tantrums

he does the same thing that raph does to help you sleep

he churrs a lot because you said that it sounds like he’s a cat (purring) and he found out that it helps you fall asleep faster

he was also the main cause of you having a cat phase,,when you grow up, he’ll recall that specific phase just to embarrass you

Grandpa Splinter

he heard out your father’s troubles when he first took you in

leo was scared that he would get too attached to you and that you would end up getting hurt because of him

raph thought that his anger issues would end up with you getting hurt at some point

donnie thought he would accidentally treat you like an object/wouldn’t be able to communicate well with you

mikey thought he wouldn’t be someone you could depend on because he wasn’t as strong as his brothers

he feels like an old fart when you come into his life

he was furious at his sons when they took you in

cuz y’know, human and all

you grew on him tho and he just acts like he’s still mad at his kids

to get back at him, the 4 purposefully start calling him “grandpa splinter” whenever they saw him

which passed over to you

so whenever you saw him, you would run to him, calling him “grandpa splinter” with grabby hands

absolutely tells you about your dad when he was a child

they get embarrassed cuz they all did dumb shit as kid

he‘ll tell you about his son’s triumphs and how they saved the world twice

he’s a damn proud father

he marks your equivalent of the hashi as “the corner”

and on your 13th birthday, splinter plans to give you your own weapon of choice and wants to teach you the same training lessons he taught his sons

they don’t approve of it though,,

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt leo #tmnt raph #tmnt mikey #child!reader #tmnt donnie

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Unrequited

Atsumu x Reader, Oikawa x Reader, Kuroo x Reader

notes: best friend falls hard, knowing all too well it’ll never work, but the heart wants what it wants.

Angst

Atsumu:

his laugh echoed again through the gym, full and magnificent, filled with childish glee as his eyes crinkled in the corner, head cocked to the side as he listened for more, eyes focused. the only wish in your heart at that moment is that it was you over there.

now, it would be ridiculous to be territorial over his time, toxic even, seeming as you’ve not talked a whole lot, and were just friends. Atsumu often leaving mid-conversation to find his friends. but you would also be lying if you were to deny that you... loved him.

you loved that abrupt cheer he lets out after a particularly good set, or the tiny glares he throws at his brother when Osamu points out his shoe’s untied. the way he chattered along, mouth half full, or when his eyes focused, perfecting his technique again and again. so why?

“they’re talking about cake pops” Osamu filled you in, leaning against the wall behind you, his eyes trained on your face, watching as the smile you plastered on didn’t actually reach your eyes.

“ah, I see that’s why he’s so.... engaged.” you murmured, watching as he placed an arm around them, joining in with them to laugh along too. you hated it, the bubbling, boiling feeling in your core, making you want to vomit, and scream and cry. the worst part knowing that it’s absolutely ridiculous.

“it’s for the best, he’s an idiot anyway, and I don’t want you to stop showing up for mario kart because the bozo with fewer brain cells ran ya off” Osamu added, and you smiled, aware he was trying desperately to comfort you.

ridiculous. but that’s never stopped feelings before.

Oikawa:

again, staring at your phone yet again, as a single text message popped on the screen, your homemade dinner growing cold. tonight was supposed to be the night. where you’d put in the effort. hoping just once he’d hold your hand during the movie, instead of screeching that your hands were ice cubes.

“hey there, I’m actually not coming to movie night, sorry. I got asked on date by ‘them’, wish me luck, this man is about to turn on the charm”

you stared at the screen, typing so many different responses, before settling for a simple thumbs up, throwing your phone to the other, vacant, side of the couch. it shouldn’t matter to you. best friends. you don’t mind... you... shouldn’t mind.

but all those little things add up, the one time he took off volleyball on a thursday night to plan to come over, he was bringing the ice cream, you were serving the snacks. all ruined cause of one text. You should be happy for him, but the next thing you know, tears are dripping onto the couch.

reaching over to the phone you shoot off a text to Iwa too, letting him know not to bother and to come over to take any food if he wanted to. the message left on read soon, as you set it back down as so much as texting felt exhausting.

now, maybe it all could’ve been avoided, but even so. even tho he hurts you. there’s no way you can be mad. for you’ve waited now too long to speak up, nodding along as he rambled about their gorgeous eyes. it would’ve been easy to simple ask, but then again. is anything regarding Oikawa ever simple?

so you sat there, tv playing, no ice cream to cry with. and nobody to blame.

Kuroo:

now, you should’ve expected it given his natural charm, soft eyes and boyish smile. expected him to sweep someone off their feet, and watch as he drapes his jacket over their arms, his conversation constantly filled with only them. no longer walking you home, as you shiver against the wind, tears freezing on your skin.

now, you’d never blame Kuroo, you should’ve been guarding your daydreams, keeping them grounded, even when he leaned in to check your homework over your shoulder during study nights, the edges of his hair tickling your face.

how he’d constantly ask you to the café, complaining that there was never any blueberry muffins left when he got there. your daydreams running wild as you’d gotten home, baking some, more and more, as you’d constantly gift them to him.

He had to admit, you were one of his best friends. but it stopped there, and you knew, but hearts retaliate in their own ways. breaking you as their ripped to shreds. over what? a polyester jacket. which brought you to now

walking the quiet streets, tears frozen to your face as you continue, phone left on do-not-disturb, as you hoped maybe it would get you out of your own head. walking along the roads, maybe to find Kuroo, maybe to simply appreciate the weather, or to cry where nobody could hear you. where your heart could tear you apart.

your feet finding their way to the café, walking through the door, as the heat stopped your shivering. looking up, growing instantly nauseous, as your heart stabbed you from the inside out, dying a little itself. the sight of Kuroo, feeding your muffins to his... special person. at your special table

so... maybe you were taking it personally, but, you never knew he found you so... replaceable.

#haikyuuxreader #haikyuu x reader #oikawa toru x reader #oikawa x reader angst #oikawa toru x you #oikawa headcanon #unrequited feelings #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya #oikawa #kuroo #atsumu x reader angst #atsumu x you #kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #kuroo x reader angst #CloudPassingBy #kuroo headcanon #atsumu headcanon

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kennyfightme · 11 months

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★Theo uses he/him in this to make reading a little less confusing.

CW- Weed mention, Drinking, Substance abuse, Very brief nsfw mention (not fully said), Clyde

Theo emoji count: 1

Word count: 2k EXACTLY ★

Theo took a deep breath, standing outside Clyde’s house. It's just a sleepover. One that YOU planned. He kept repeating those words to himself over and over in his head, but for some reason he was still nervous beyond belief. Almost the second he brought his hand up to knock at Clyde’s door, it swung open.

“What are you doing just standing out here?? Bozo.” Clyde ushered him in while Theo giggled quietly.

“I was about to knock, loser. You interrupted me, Heart break emoji.” Clyde rolled his eyes and huffed, shoving Theo further into the house.

“Stop talking like that. It's not even funny.”

“Snoreeeee.” Plopping down in his designated spot on the couch, he watched Clyde shuffle over and sit next to him. Theo took a deep breath before speaking. “Sooo what are we planning on doing tonight? I was thinking about a movie binge. I brought my weed too, if you wanna smoke?” The older boy flashed Theo a toothy grin, the tiny gap in his front two teeth showing. Most people wouldn't notice it, but it was one of the many small things about Clyde that Theo had memorized.

“Well….I’ll do you one better. Y'know how I've been absolutely itching to get drunk recently? I got grandma to buy us some alcohol!! We could, and should, totally get drunk and watch horror movies.” Theo clenched his teeth. Alcohol? That was a terrible plan. Everytime Theo got drunk he ended up crying about something, and Clyde knew that. Still…Seeing how excited Clyde seemed he couldn't bring himself to say no.

“Yknow, if I didn't know you I'd one hundred percent think you're an alcoholic.” Clyde rolled his eyes at the other brunette, while jumping off the couch. Grabbing Theos hand, Clyde dragged him up. The shorter boy found his eyes lingering on Clyde's hand on his and felt his breath catch in his throat. Fuck. This would be a long night…

Theo leaned against Clyde's large chest, half paying attention to the movie playing and half paying attention to the other males breathing. Inhaling sharply, Clyde went to speak but stopped almost immediately.

“What's up?” Theo cringed at the slight slur in his words, while Clyde simply sat in silence for a minute, trying to process what he wanted to say.

“I'm just thinking…Is your boss single? Y/n I mean…” Theo felt a deep pang in his heart, not having it in him to respond, and directing his attention to the TV instead. “She's just so pretty…And she's smart and funny..and her eyes too! They're soo beautiful and-” Clyde paused, noticing his friend's clear discomfort. Sorrow slowly started to rise in Theo's chest, quickly being replaced with agony, which only got worse the more he saw and heard the man he had been so hopelessly in love with for so long. “Yo? Earth to Theo?”

“Im uh…Gonna go to the bathroom.” God, His attempt in words really was pathetic. They came out quiet and hushed which only drew attention to how upset he was. This was stupid. What was he even so upset over? It's not like this was the first time this was happening. I mean, He used to witness Clyde and Bebe swooning over each other constantly. A scowl formed on his face at the thought of Bebe. Their relationship was never good, always fighting and treating each other like objects. They were trophies to one another, nothing more, nothing less. The star quarterback and star cheerleader. Destined to be together forever, or something stupid like that. Theo attempted to push himself up, feeling his whole body wobble. When did he get so drunk? God, he was barely able to stand. He certainly wouldn't have gotten this drunk on his own. Maybe it was some desperate attempt to stop feeling. Maybe if he got drunk enough, Clyde would go away.

“Yeah dude no, You’re too drunk i dont think that's a good plan. If you really have to pee, go ahead. But I know you don't. Sit back down, c'mon tell me what your problem is.” Theo groaned, the sound of Clyde’s voice making him more angry than he ever thought it could. Still, knowing he should listen to Clyde, he tried to sit back down on the bed. Well tried. He ended up more…flopping down onto his stomach instead. Clyde accidentally let a chuckle slip and Theo felt the anger start to bubble up more aggressively. How dare he think this was funny? Theo was almost to the point of tears and Clyde was laughing? Finally, tears started to escape his already swelling and red eyes. Much like a torrential flood. Except this had been coming for a while. As much as he tried to keep quiet and pretend nothing was wrong, he just couldn't anymore. First, Clyde noticed the shaking. And then the muffled wails.

"Fuck man… I'm sorry I didn't mean it.." He awkwardly placed his hand on Theo's back, rubbing it up and down. "C'mon… tell me what's wrong dude." Theo sobbed into the bed, trying desperately to get words out but he couldn't. Clyde grabbed him as gently as he could with the alcohol flowing through his system, pulling him up into a hug. "Hey hey… shh you're okay. Get it all out buddy… '' Clyde looked down and cringed at the snot on his letterman jacket, but chose not to say anything for his best friend's sake. Why did he even still wear that thing? He wasn't in highschool anymore. Theo sobbed aggressively into his chest, trying his best to take deep breaths and calm down. But no matter what he did he just couldn't. "Theo please… cmon, tell me what's wrong. I'm your best friend, I'm supposed to be here for this kinda stuff."

"I don't want you to be my best friend!!" Theo wailed louder, sure he had woken up Clyde's grandma at this point but honestly. He didn't have it in him to care anymore. He fucking hated that word. Friend. It haunted him, constantly dangling over his head. The thought that he would never be more than friends with Clyde burned in his chest. He would never see Theo the way that he had been desperately craving since highschool and that thought killed him. Rage, Sadness, fear and surprisingly, disgust flooded through Theo's fragile body. What was he disgusted by? He had no clue. Maybe it was the fact that he was convinced Clyde was just ignoring the signs to hurt him. Or maybe it was that he constantly rambled about Y/n, and other girls.

Clyde sat there in shock. "Theo… what? What do you mean?" Theo aggressively shoved the taller male away, harder than he was intending to.

"You're so fucking stupid!! I've been fucking… fucking… pining!!! I've been pining after you for years Clyde!!! Since fucking highschool! And you just… you… You!!!" Theo hated himself for putting everything out in the open like this, but he couldn't stop himself anymore. His confession was supposed to be romantic, with flowers and those donuts Theo made that Clyde was obsessed with. Not some drunken, disgusting mess. "You pretend not to notice anything and I can't take it!! I can't take it anymore Clyde!! I'm so hopelessly in love with you and it hurts! It feels like you're constantly tearing into my chest and ripping my heart out, Clyde.."

Oh god. He was gonna vomit. The pounding in his chest wouldn't stop. Puke rising in his throat combated the heavy sinking of his heart. He was slightly thankful for the alcohol in his bloodstream. If it wasn't for the vomit, he probably would've kept going. The brunette's eyes kept darting around, refusing to focus on his crush. There was no way he could face him now. No way he could make eye contact. Theo jumped as Clyde put his large, calloused hands on the much smaller man's shoulders.

"Theo…I didn't." He was clearly hesitant, trying so hard to form the right words. "I didn't know you felt like this…I'm so sorry." The sincerity in his words hurt. He was sorry, but could never feel the same. Theo knew what he was getting at, he had seen this happen to his friends many times before. But being in that moment? Actually experiencing it? That was something completely different. There was no way it was supposed to hurt this much. Nobody seemed to have felt the pure anguish that he was feeling in that moment. Or maybe they were just better at hiding it than him.

"I'm sorry I can… I can leav-" Theo froze, being cut off by… Clyde kissing him? He felt large hands dragging down from his upper back, to his lower hips. Oh god, what was he supposed to do? Theo had never been kissed before… He found himself leaning into it though, hands drifting on top of Clyde's. The two pulled away, wide surprised eyes meeting hooded lust filled eyes. "I… " Theos face burned a pale shade of scarlet.

"You don't have to say anything. I shouldn't have done that."

"Can we… maybe do It again?" Clyde hummed, gently grabbing Theo's chin, and pulling him close. Their lips met, and the brunette instantly felt sparks. This kiss felt so much deeper, so much more passionate. Tongues dancing together, like a forbidden tango. The two's hands desperately crawled against each other's bodies, needing to be as close as physically possible. It was almost as if they were trying to crawl beneath the other's skin.

Theo never felt as loved as he did in this moment.

The next day was long and agonizing. Kneeling on the library floor, Theo whined, holding his head. Fuck… everything hurt. More than it usually did when he was hung over. His brain flashed back to this morning. It was… awkward to say the least. Clyde never mentioned what happened between the two, and Theo spent his time trying to tiptoe around it. A sigh escaped the young man's cracked lips. Who knew kissing someone all night would make them feel so dry and crusty? Thank god he was here, organizing books. At least that kept his mind mostly occupied.

The library's bell dinging dragged Theo out of his thoughts, as he stood to greet the customer. “Welcome to- Clyde?” Clyde grinned at the green eyed boy, speaking slightly louder than needed.

“Hey!! Where's Y/n? I stopped by earlier but neither of you were here…” The 20 year old trailed off, eyes darting around the store. Theo felt his heart sink immediately. Why was he still focusing on her? After last night…He should've been coming into the store looking for Theo. He heard another sigh unintentionally escape his lips.

“We’re in a library, Clyde. Keep your voice down…” Theo walked closer to Clyde. Their height difference seemed bigger than ever, the older and taller man appearing to tower over the smaller, younger one. Theos voice hushed slightly, whispering up to him. “And I'm still hungover from last night…” Clyde's eyes rolled.

“Yeah yeah… Where is she though?” There was that sharp pain again. A frown formed on Theos face.

“She's not in yet…Can we please talk about last night?”

“What's there to talk about? We got drunk and watched movies together.” Theos brows furrowed at that, that feeling of despair and agony starting to come back.

“What? Clyde we…We spent the night making out and cuddling together. You couldn't have forgotten about everything. Clyde you took my-” Clyde almost immediately busted out laughing, cutting Theo off. What the fuck was so funny? Last night was so serious to him. Why did Clyde always seem to laugh during important moments to Theo? Clyde spoke, and immediately his eyes widened. Despair quickly started to pull at his chest.

“Oh my god, what are you talking about? I'm in love with Y/n? You know that… Besides, I'm not even close to gay. "

Fuck. Theo was going to vomit.

#teehee #south park am oc #south park am series #south park am side chapters #south park am #Theo Turner #Clyde makes me sick #was it worth the wait guys #lmk how we're feeling

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My Random Thoughts about Rebecca (1x01 "Pilot")

First of all, I have seen the whole show a couple of times, and it would be impossible not to reference future happenings. My brain does not always like to focus or stay in chronological order, so I may be all over the place with these thoughts.

I love how the opening of this episode starts with the team out on the pitch and then pans to Rebecca as the music changes. It’s almost as if it is saying “this isn’t a show about football, it’s about her.” I think it is pretty clear after watching the whole show that each season has an overarching story about a particular character, and that character opens the first episode and closes the last episode of the season. Rebecca is that character for the first season. And can we just get a round of applause for Hannah fucking Waddingham!

[Side note: I hadn’t realized how disheveled Higgins looked in this first scene. I hadn’t really thought about how all of this was affecting him, but it clearly is.]

We learn pretty quickly that Rebecca and Rupert are not on good terms. She is willing to give away a painting worth a million pounds and is completely redoing the office. One of the things I adore about this show is how many callbacks there are to previous episodes. So, I love that we get to see Rebecca hang the painting back up (3x10). It is such a great portrayal of character growth and healing. We get more insight into the relationship with the headline story “He gets the bimbos - She gets the bozos. Rebecca Welton new owner of AFC Richmond after breakup. Marriage described as ‘total disaster.’” This instantly put me on her side and you feel bad for what she must be going through. To have your face plastered all over the papers, and probably the TV as well, while still processing the whole thing yourself had to be miserable.

R: Rupert and I bought this on our fifth anniversary. H: Well, you have exquisite taste. R: Do you want it? H: But it's a Hockney. It must be worth a million pounds. R: Good point. You should've said yes. Auction pile, please.

Firing club manager George is a boss ass move. The guy really is a piece of work. So, between the Hockney, the rest of the office, and George, it seems that Rebecca is cleaning house. She is the new owner and isn’t going to take any shit - she is going to call it out. Being in what is certainly a man’s world, having been publicly humiliated in the press, and having to deal with people like George, she has to be sure of herself. And she does come across as a strong, confident, and self-assured woman with a bit of a humorous side who is ready to make a clean break from her ex-husband.

George’s comment, “What do you think’s worse? Your husband cheating on you or being the last to know?” gives us a little more of the story and absolutely breaks my heart. The finalization of the divorce is recent, and though we aren’t directly told, I am sure that it was long and messy. There is no way that Rupert would have let go of Richmond without a fight.

In 2x10, Rebecca tells her mother “You don't think I was scared leaving Rupert? I was terrified.” She had to have been so brave and strong to get through that, and has probably come out this side of it a little hardened. She has had to build some walls and a thick skin over the last year. I think Hannah Waddingham has spoken about how “put together” Rebecca is and how particular she [Hannah] was about the clothes. That got me thinking that her wardrobe is kind of like her armor. This was kind of confirmed when we see her in 2x04 and her outfit is so completely different from what we have seen so far. When she is at work, she needs that extra wall up.

From the surprised look on Higgins’s face, we know that the decision to fire George had not been a group discussion. We don’t know the relationship between these two (at this point), but he calls her “Mrs. Mannion...Excuse me. Ms. Welton.” And it is hard to tell what his role is. It certainly seems that Rebecca has no intention of bringing Higgins into the circle and she is making these decisions and already has someone in mind to replace George.

Some time has passed when we see Ted and Coach Beard arriving and being escorted to Rebecca’s office. Her charm is very disarming, and she strikes quite the picture (as this is the first time we have really seen her in full view.) She certainly intimidates Nate, which honestly isn’t saying much. It is definitely a different day than the first time we saw Rebecca and Higgins, and Higgins is definitely looking disheveled.

I am not really sure what to think about this interchange:

R: “Please, call me Rebecca. Ms. Welton's my father.” T: “If that's a joke, I love it. If not, I cannot wait to unpack that with you.”

Even after learning more about her and her father, I still don’t get it. Is she just being funny? Is it a British thing? I do love Ted’s response and Rebecca’s reaction to it. She is definitely a little thrown by his response–she hasn’t met anyone like him, and he is certainly very different from the likes of George. She spends most of the scene in her office sizing him up. She is hospitable and charming while at the same time not–she asks if he wants anything to drink, and though he says coffee, she doesn’t really give him an option and serves him tea even though he says he doesn’t like tea. In contrast, Ted seems to just take everything in stride–dare I say, at face value? He isn’t trying to figure her out, he is just taking it all in.

As Rebecca gives Ted the tour, I think it is important to note that she obviously knows a lot about the team as a whole, and later in the press conference, she says that she has seen more games than anyone there. She doesn’t, however, seem to know the team as individuals, and from comments she makes later in the show, it doesn’t seem like she has cared about football (1x10) or been invested in how the team plays. She was probably expected to go to every game. Which makes me think of the comment Bex makes to Rupert (1x08) about how she wasn’t going to go to the games every week.

Anyway, Rebecca is super charming as she talks to Ted about the history. She sucked me in, and I loved her. But it’s funny because she really doesn’t know what to make of Ted.

R: “Do you believe in ghosts, Ted?” T: “I do. But more importantly, I think they need to believe in themselves. You know?” R: “Okay.”

The “Okay” at the end of that is hilarious! But you can’t blame her! It is definitely not something you expect someone to say. Rebecca has gotten used to being treated a certain way, and her defenses were built to withstand those particular types of attacks. She was not prepared for Ted.

As they move over to the wall of previous owners, you can tell that her charming facade slips a little. The smile is there but she keeps losing it and has to force it back on. She is probably used to people saying Rupert is a “good time” or that he is charming, and I think it is nice that Ted walks back his comment when he realizes who it is. And OH MY GOD! I love that the camera zooms in when Ted asks “How you holding up?” and it stays zoomed in as it switches to Rebecca and she says, “Yeah, hasn’t been the easiest year.” Just for that one little moment someone is focusing on her–genuinely asking her how she is doing. Has she had anyone ask her that–anyone who wasn’t after a scoop–someone who genuinely wanted to know? It’s these little heartbreaking moments that make me fall in love with characters. You see the pain and it just makes me want to know more about them.

T: “Okay. And now look at this fella up here. How 'bout the girls and the champagne and everything? He looks like a good time.” R: “That's my ex-husband.” T: “Well, good times aren't always a good time, I've found. You know, I heard about all that. How you holding up?” R: “Yeah, hasn't been the easiest year.” T: “Yeah.”

I like that Rebecca either recognizes Ted’s genuineness or is so caught off guard that she doesn’t completely brush off the question. I wouldn’t expect her to tell a total stranger everything, but I think she gives more than she maybe meant to because he caught her off guard. The way he says “Yeah” means so much more when you know his story! By the end of the episode, we know his marriage is weighing on him, and it would have to be pretty bad for him to go all the way to London!

Did Rebecca schedule the press conference to happen right away as part of her plan? I’m pretty sure she did. If the plan was to catch Ted off guard and make him look incompetent from the start, then throwing him to the lions mere minutes after arrival would certainly accomplish that. He is pretty wide-eyed at the start (and who wouldn’t be) and though he starts to settle into it, it doesn’t take long for it to spin out of control as the press badger him with questions. The sound of buzzing begins to drown out the voices, and he is well on his way to losing it when the explosion from the fizzy water kind of knocks him out of it. Rebecca fortunately steps in.

Rebecca: “Good Lord. You must forgive my fellow countrymen. Somewhere over the last few years, we seem to have abandoned all sense of manners and hospitality. My, my, aren't you a salty bunch? But I can't remember the last time the press room was this full. Yet here you all are. Maybe you're not such a mad notion after all. And despite the number of you here, there is not a single person in this room who has seen Richmond play more than I have. And in all those years under the stewardship of the previous owner, I've witnessed nothing but profound mediocrity. Am I wrong?” Reporter: “Well, it's a bit harsh.” Rebecca: “Am I wrong?” Reporter: “No.” Rebecca: “Now, Coach Lasso may not have the CV that you all find acceptable, but he does have one thing this club doesn't: a trophy from this millennium. So, like it or not, Richmond are changing the way we do things. And from now on, that way is the "Lasso way." We look forward to seeing you all at our next match with Crystal Palace. Thank you so much.”

[GIF by: thelassoway @thelassoway]

Let’s just step aside for a minute to discuss Rebecca’s plan. It seems like Rebecca didn’t really think through this plan very well, which honestly isn’t surprising considering the headspace she must have been in following the divorce. Though Ted was able to bring the American football team from a “garbage program all the way to the promised land in his very first season as head coach” and that does bring some credibility to her decision to hire him, I feel that she is just going to make herself look worse in the press. She is focused on destroying the club to hurt Rupert, and she admits she didn’t care who else she hurt in the process, but the saddest part is that she is also hurting herself (is that irony?). By letting the press destroy Ted and see his incompetence, she is just adding fuel to the fire for what they will say about her. Right? Now she won’t only be the woman who didn't know her husband was cheating on her, but now she will be the woman who couldn’t run a football club. But, as I said before, she is obviously not in the right headspace. Maybe she just doesn’t care anymore. They are already going to be talking shit about her, so why not get back at Rupert in the process.

She could have let the press completely rip Ted apart and not have jumped in to defend him, but she didn’t. Now, whether that was to actually help him out because it had gone further than she had anticipated, or because she needed to make it seem like she was on his side and legitimately thought he was what the club needed, I am not sure of her motivations there. I would like to think that because she is a good person, she could see that Ted was overwhelmed and she couldn’t not step in. I think from this scene, we get some foreshadowing of Ted’s anxiety and Rebecca’s concern for him.

Okay, back on track. When Rebecca interrupts the press, she is amazing! She commands attention and speaks some truths! She handles herself very well with the press considering how they have treated her. Though I guess it may not be all of them, just the likes of Ernie Lounds. But I like how confident she is in her statements and how she calls them on their behavior (which is also ironic since if her plan is successful, she will have done worse to Ted). She knows what she is talking about, and even though she doesn’t believe in Ted or what he will do for the club, she certainly fooled me.

Then, she is all nice and reassuring one moment…

T: “Oh, boy. I'm sorry about that. I don't know what happened.” R: “Ted, don't you think about them for another second. You have a job to do. And proving them wrong, just been added to the list.” T: “I appreciate that.”

…and stabbing him in the back the next!

R: “He's an absolute wanker….I hope he fails miserably. See, my ex-husband truly loved only one thing his entire life: this club. And Ted Lasso is gonna help me burn it to the ground.”

DAMN! She had Higgins fooled, and she had me fooled. Even though it hurt, I thought it was a great twist! You really see her hatred for Rupert, and maybe you don’t blame her for wanting to get revenge. However, it doesn’t take long to like Ted and want to see him win everyone over.

In Rebecca’s last scene of the episode, she really shows that she is serious about this plan, and we get to learn a little bit more about Higgins. Despite the fact that Higgins is clearly uncomfortable with the plan, Rebecca basically bribes him with a new position so that he will go along with it.

H: “He seems like such a nice man. I'm not sure I can do this.” R: “Obviously, for this to work, I'm going to need the full support of my new director of football operations. I'm assuming that's a promotion and substantial pay rise that would be of interest to you and your family.”

I love how this show subverts your expectations. After years of watching movies and TV shows, I have gotten pretty good at determining where a storyline is going to go and how the writers are going to try and drag us along. This show had me guessing where it was going. They also didn’t let things hang

So I really liked the Rebecca twist, and then the Higgins twist just made it even better.

R: “I know that there'll be elements to this little adventure that will weigh on you a bit. But I'm sure it won't be harder than it was to sneak all Rupert's women in and out behind my back all those years.”

It makes sense why she has been treating him so poorly–not that I think she should treat him. If she was upset with him, she should have just let him go instead of making him miserable. I guess she really didn’t care who she used or who she hurt (1x09). It makes me so sad to think she was at the point where she was willing to be such a bitch and make his life hell. Of course, just like Sassy told Rebecca (1x07) that she “climbed every single step of that tower on your own.” Higgins did have the option, with Rupert and now with Rebecca, to leave. That is on him, but it doesn’t diminish what Rebecca is doing.

I feel that Rebecca isn’t going to be taken seriously in her new role as club owner. Whether that is because she is a woman and/or because of how the press has portrayed her. I guess it doesn’t really matter though since she just wants to bring down the club anyway. But it really is sad that Rebecca is so focused on making Rupert suffer that she is willing to not only hurt others but also herself. I know the saying is “hurt people hurt people” but that is because those people have trauma they need to deal with. I am so glad that Ted got the therapy he needed and began to deal with his trauma. It is obvious that Rebecca needs therapy as well. Even by Season 3, it is obvious she still has a lot of things she needs to work through.

I thought this first episode was great! They had a lot of characters to introduce, and I think they did an amazing job considering how short the episode was.

CREDIT: Transcript (Forever Dreaming) | GIFS (@selina-meyer)

#ted lasso #rebecca welton #hannah waddingham #my thoughts on ted lasso #TL:1x01 #should I do more of these?#i fucking love rebecca and have so many thoughts #but they are all over the freaking place #and my brain won't focus

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Pondering and Rambling About Isekai A Little Bittttt.....

Rewatching VS Knights of Lamune & 40 Fire. (mouthful of a title, henceforth 40 Fire)

For the unfamiliar, the Lamune series is SD mecha anime series, comparable to Mashin Eiyuu Wataru and Madou King Granzort. in both TV anime the hero is some bozo kid who gets sucked into a video game (in 40 Fire's case, a CD-ROM game that was inserted into a console that suspiciously resembles a playstation) only to be gilded with the title of the great hero Lamuness: in this case, our new protagonist Lamunedo is christened Lamuness the Third. It's pretty much text that Lamunedo is the son of the previous hero... I honestly don't wanna think about it too hard so I won't but his parents look like Milk, the last show's heroine and love interest, and the original protagonist.

It really be like that.

Given I've already watched this show (albeit over a decade ago and never in Japanese, and I suspect heavily censored as well), I probably won't be doing a lot of posts on it, but I recently rewatched a chunk of the original and I've been thinking about both shows approach to isekai and hell, the approach many other isekai shows take. Shows like this, Fushigi Yuugi, Those Who Hunt Elves, et cetera. There... wasn't much "I died and now I'm permanently in another world"... was there? But I'm not really thinking about those shows because I have seen neither, we're talking about Lamuness, a series aimed at kids. There's a lot to unpack about modern isekai's penchant for escapism in a Japan that's settled into its post-Bubble Era woes, but I'm not qualified to talk about something so culturally heavy nor is it super related. But I do wanna touch on the "method" of being spirited away into another world, and the story structure.

Like I said, it's anything but permanent. There's no truck, no sudden heart attack from overwork. Come, Lamuness, time to save the world. There's no time to waste. Get in the fucking TV. The method is an incredibly accessible one, arguably: getting sold a shady CD-ROM for like a dollar and getting whisked away when it boots.

The premise of this series is very goal-based, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that even if the person in these kinds of older isekai in general comes to love the world and decides to stay, there is always the goal of "get back home". Lamunedo has the hefty weight of defeating the demon god's henchmen before they revive him, and when it all ends he gets to go home (sorry for spoiling an anime that's like 25 years old at this point, but that's how most of these ended). In contrast to newer isekai shows where the story begins with the protagonist's life ending, cementing that this is their new life and that they have no real grand goal... unless the goal is to not die. You have to live your new life, effectively an escape from the old life lived previously. The protagonists often skew older in their original lives, office workers over the age of 20 or NEETs who have wasted their lives and what have you. The issue with a lot of newer isekai media is not that they're paint by the numbers, but that because there isn't much of an immediate goal in most, many cannot deliver on the breadth of the premise or many would consider a gimmick. They drown in trying to tick boxes of "you should know the genre the protagonist is stuck in if you've picked up this book/manga/anime, so I'm not gonna think too hard about it either". It's not a diss or anything, but if your protagonist is just going to live and adapt to a new world and you make it the entire premise then you better have thought of the world building at least a little, or give it an actual plot structure to follow that isn't just you going through a buffet table and piling on more cute girls/boys/etc onto the protagonist's plate. They overwhelm with technicalities like video game stats (STOP!!!!!!! STOP PUTTING STATS IN YOUR SHIT I'M GOING TO KILL MYSELF AND YOUR NAME WILL BE IN MY NOTE) and are indulgent in a lot of the wrong ways that may alienate those who do not consume the inspiration of the isekai much.

The best isekai that don't get immediately lambasted by the audience are isekai that dive right into the story without treating the outsider protagonist like someone standing behind the fourth wall at all times, and the rest of the world actually matters. Drawing attention to the fact that other characters are NPCs is tiring and makes me think I'm not supposed to care about them. It creates a vacuum where the only real person in the story is the protagonist and it's difficult to feel for a protagonist when everyone else is treated like an object. Both a literal object to interact with in a video game sense and in many cases a sexual object. Most good isekai will have you forget that the setting is based on something previously assumed to be fictional. It's not enough for the protagonist to be invested in the world, by the way. That's why shit like Shield Hero sucks ass even when you ignore the slavery shit (why would you though?!). I find that I prefer when it seems like the protagonist is in the story just like everyone else, rather than someone who consistently pushes against it. Of course there are many different ways to do it. This is a topic that's way too deep for me, and contrary to what my tone may convey I think that the genre is painted with an unfair brush so a lot of good shows slip through the cracks.

Or to be honest... the fact of the matter is that people are biased and judge stuff harshly just because they're a genre that's in vogue right now. Go figure. <-guy who hasn't even watched that many newer isekai shows

I'll make myself clear here: both old and new isekai are escapist fantasy and I dislike it when people try to paint escapism as a pathetic thing that only the NEW bad isekai shows employ. What's more escapist than being sucked into a video game and being told you're the hero that will save the world? You, a normal kid. What I find refreshing about the Lamuness series that I think newer light novels could learn from. There isn't any "I'll use my experience from the old world". Because Lamunedo is a child, and hero can never be an adult.

So that's a modern isekai shorthand immediately eliminated. (Note that I haven't once called anything a cliche in this post, I don't have that kind of scorn for the genre. I think it'd be good for actual critics to remove this buzzword from their vocabulary unless they truly face off against something that is an actual ripoff, because people have now taken the word cliche and turned it into an entirely negative thing, same with the word trope. But I digress.)

The entire point of the series is to be an escapist fantasy for little kids who love RPGs, but you'll never once see a stat block nor will you hear much of bosses in the video game sense. Sure, maybe the tyke will wonder about home every now and then but after this point you're set off into the story with the express goal of saving the world. There's nothing deep to think about. Traversing through different "space"s and RPG village-like places is a given, and it seems like they're made up as you go unless they're on a map explicitly (they are supposedly, but they still feel made up). You won't hear much about what Lamunedo thinks besides the fact that his (and Da Cider's) BIG COOL MECHA has his blood pumping.

This is what I mean by goal driven: it ironically feels much more like a video game without constantly bringing attention to the fact that it's supposed to be a video game. A big greater goal punctuated by smaller goals and pitstops is how a lot of JRPGs progress. Perhaps it's prescient to compare a lot of newer isekais to an open world game: you're doing... something, there are story important cutscenes, but you meander around until you hit them and often you are sidetracked. It works when you're the one doing it, but when an isekai story is overwhelmed by the lack of nothing it is accomplishing that's when the audience disengages and starts wondering why the protagonist is a fucking idiot, and why they won't do something that actually matters. Have you ever watched someone dick around in Skyrim? Unless you really like Skyrim in my opinion it's not very fun to watch.

I find that this is why villainess isekai is so popular. Many employ the otome genre, which are much more linear in comparison. Sure, you make choices that lead you off to other routes and affect what ending you get, but everyone who plays Norn9 for example is playing the same Norn9 that the next person plays. Even with linear RPGs, you could be underleveled, you could favor certain characters, your experience can still be somewhat varied. Therefore, in a villainess scenario where the base is an otome game, there is an enforcement of an in-game clock where events will happen regardless of how much you dawdle. In fact, slacking tends to be punished. I'm aware that there are similar premises that don't employ a villainess or are based on other genres that are associated with women like management sims and mobile games, but in general they tend to emphasize proactiveness (also I'm speaking very broadly). Even the characters are treated with care. Sure, the heroine may casually spoil their supposed fate and metagame with previous knowledge, but they feel like actual characters.

In any case, as I've stated several times I carry no ire towards the genre. You'll catch me dead before I watch crap like Mushoku Tensei and Shield Hero but there's plenty of isekai manga and anime that I've either enjoyed or am looking forward to enjoying, past or present. But rewatching the Lamuness series got me thinking a lot about it. I wasn't even intending on writing most of what I wrote and I'll be honest when I say I don't consider myself a writer: I'm not the most eloquent and I struggle to express how I feel but by god do I express.

#general thoughts #cullen rewatches 40 fire #isekai #any comments feedback and reblogs appreciated :pleading:#anime essay #essay #isekai is such a fascinating genre even though i dont have much exp with it

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