#cheats My Talking Angela
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Couples Therapy - Part 1
After Angela cheats on her husband, she agrees to go to couples therapy with him, but each session with the therapist leaves her feeling less and less like a grown-up.
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Angela tapped her foot impatiently while her husband spoke with the therapist privately, probably whining about how angry and betrayed he felt. They were both supposed to go in together in a moment, but for now she was stuck waiting in reception.
Really, she couldn’t understand why Eric was being so dramatic. It was only sex! It wasn’t as though she didn’t love him anymore. She just needed to have a little fun sometimes, that was all. They weren’t even thirty yet! He was twenty-eight and she was twenty-seven. Did he really expect her to settle down and stick to a single sexual partner when she was still so young?
But he’d insisted on seeing a marriage counsellor and she’d eventually agreed, albeit reluctantly. Their therapist was a man. How was he supposed to understand what it was like for a woman in her situation? And her first impressions of the office hadn’t been great either. The receptionist was a total bimbo!
Angela glanced over at her. She was dressed up like some bizarre fetish fantasy. Her long blonde hair was tied up in a pair of high pigtails, and her stripper-sized tits were crammed into a sparkly Disney princess top. Didn’t this place have a uniform? She looked like an overgrown six-year-old for goodness sake! And she’d been acting like one too when she’d tried to match their names to their booking. Her husband had been very patient with her stupid lisping voice and barely passable ability to read, but Angela had wanted to turn around and leave straight away. What kind of serious therapist’s office employed a woman like that?
At last the door opened, and the therapist stood in the doorway. He smiled kindly and gestured her to come inside.
“He’s weady for you now!” the bimbo receptionist chirped happily, looking up from what looked like a fashion magazine for tweens.
Angela rolled her eyes. “Thanks.”
She went into the office and the therapist closed the door behind her. Eric was lounged on a sofa facing a hard-backed wooden chair, looking perfectly relaxed. Angela sat down next to her husband, leaving a few inches of space in between them.
The therapist didn’t take a seat in the wooden chair, however. He took a tablet from his desk in the corner and stood in front of Angela.
“Here,” he said, handing it to her. She looked down at the screen in her lap in confusion. What was this for? Some sort of presentation?
“I find that girls always get a bit nervous in my office,” he said, talking to her in a light, overly friendly tone, as if he was talking to a nursery-schooler. “This will help you relax, okay sweetie?”
Angela scowled. She was about to launch into a furious tirade. She couldn’t stand being talked down to! Who the hell did this man think he was? If he assumed most women were like his ditzy receptionist then he had another thing coming. But before she could say a word, the tablet in her lap came to life. Brilliant pastel colours swirled and spiralled on the screen, sinking into a single spot in the centre, and her complaints died in her throat. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. It was just so pretty…
“There we go,” said the therapist in that same sweet tone. “That always takes care of fussy little girls.”
“Is there anything I have to do?” Eric asked.
Angela felt strange. She was vaguely aware of the men’s words, but it was as though they were coming to her from the end of a very long tunnel. Her attention was focused on the dazzling lights on the screen.
“Not a thing. Let me do all the talking. Did you hear that, Angela? We’re going to have a little talk, okay sweetie? Nothing to be nervous about. I’m a trained professional, after all. We need to have a little talk about how you betrayed your husband. About how he found out you were cheating on him. Because that wasn’t very clever of you, was it Angela? Getting caught.”
Angela shook her head, not taking her eyes off the screen. “Not clever,” she echoed. It was true. She shouldn’t have been caught. She should have been more careful not to let him find out. Because even though there was nothing wrong with what she’d done, even though she was completely in the right, Eric wouldn’t understand.
“That’s right, Angela,” said the therapist. “You’ve been a very dumb bitch, haven’t you?”
Angela frowned. That didn’t sound right. Dumb bitch. Was it okay for the therapist to call her that?
“Look at the pretty sparkles, sweetie,” he encouraged, and Angela sank back into the swirling lights. “That’s right. You’re just a dumb bitch, Angela. All women are, but you especially. That’s okay though. You don’t know any better – you’re just girls.”
Angela knew vaguely that there was something she didn’t like about what the man was saying, but she was too engrossed in the swirling colours to care. His words were like background noise. She could understand them if she concentrated, but it was so hard to focus with the wonderful patterns in front of her.
“Yes, you’re just a girl, Angela. Just a silly little girl. A big child. It doesn’t matter if you do something wrong, because you can’t be held accountable for your actions, can you? You’re sweet and innocent.”
Angela nodded eagerly, a dim smile spreading across her face. She hadn’t done anything wrong. If she wasn’t so distracted by her tablet, she’d have smirked at Eric. His stupid attempt to guilt-trip her with marriage counselling was backfiring on him. The therapist was on her side.
“Besides,” the therapist continued. “You didn’t cheat on your husband anyway, did you Angela?”
Angela was confused. She had cheated on Eric. Was the therapist going to help her cover it up? But Eric already knew, didn’t he? Surely that wouldn’t work! The lights on the screen grew brighter. They were so, so pretty…
“You didn’t,” the therapist said again. “In fact, it’s completely impossible for you to have cheated on your husband. You know why, I’m sure. It’s because of your embarrassing bedwetting habit.”
Angela wrinkled her nose and started trying to shake her head in disgust. She didn’t wet the bed! The therapist must be confused. He must be mixing her up with some little girl. Maybe one of his other clients was some silly little bedwetter who needed to be reassured that everyone had accidents now and again, but that certainly wasn’t her.
“Don’t… I don’t wet the bed…” she mumbled. Her words felt heavy in her mouth. It was hard to think. She just wanted to watch the pretty swirling lights.
“Look at the colours, sweetie,” the therapist told her. “That’s a good girl. You are a bedwetter, Angela. You wet the bed every night. You have done for quite a few weeks now. And what man would want to sleep with a woman who still pisses herself in her sleep like a dumb toddler? You’re very lucky your husband puts up with your babyish behaviour, young lady.”
Angela’s face slackened as the spirals spun faster and faster. Lucky. She was a lucky girl. She was lucky to have a husband who put up with her bedwetting. Another man might leave his wife if she started peeing herself every night. Especially if she’d cheated on him too. But Eric didn’t know about that. Did he? It was strange. For a while Angela had been sure he did. And the therapist didn’t seem to know either. In fact, he thought it was impossible for a bedwetter like her to cheat on her husband! She blushed even more brightly. How had she done it? Angela frowned slightly. She didn’t know. She couldn’t remember clearly. But the therapist was right – who’d want to have sex with some stupid, bedwetting baby-woman? Why would anyone sleep with her when it meant waking up in piss-soaked sheets, or next to someone in a sopping wet diaper. Her special protection. Her baby pants. Was the therapist still talking? She tried to pay attention.
“…because your husband puts up with you in other ways too, doesn’t he?” he was saying. “It’s not just the bedwetting. You actually have quite a few silly, childish behaviours that no adult woman should reasonably be expected to have. You…”
Angela tuned out again. She could feel his words entering her ears, but her attention was focused entirely on the lights in her lap. So pretty. Such pretty lights…
When she came to, the tablet was gone, Eric was standing up and putting his coat on, and the therapist was looking at her with a satisfied expression on his face. Had she fallen asleep?
“Ready to go home?” Eric asked her brightly.
Angela smiled back, a little hesitantly. She’d thought she was in trouble, but maybe she’d just been confused. She was such a silly girl sometimes. Such a dumb bitch.
Eric held out his hand, and she took it. It felt nice to be holding onto him. It felt reassuring. He held her hand all the way back to their house, and while he walked, she couldn’t help herself from skipping along beside him.
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Nachash || jhs (teaser)
Pairing: Hoseok x Reader (ft. Taehyung)
Genre: Supernatural AU, Demon!Hoseok, Med Student!Reader, Incubus! Hoseok, Horror AU, Thriller, Mystery, angst, smut
Rating: 18+ (don’t interact if you’re a minor)
Word Count: TBD (~25-35k)
Release Date: Oct. 31st
Summary: After the loss of both of her parents, Y/N decided to sell their home in Florida and move back to New York City, a place that she has little memories of despite spending 10 years in medical school there. With her return comes a spark of romance with a sweet man who gives her a strange sense of Deja vu. Her world begins to shift, and she begins to lose sight of dreams and reality. At the center of it all is Hoseok, his warm smiles and gentle kisses. But she can’t help but wonder if he is who he says he is and why a strange bar keeps popping up in her nightmares.
Warnings: Strong language, death mentioned, terminal illnesses, bad medical terminology (I tried), Hoseok has a demon side (like physically different), Explicit sexual content, vaginal fingering, oral (f & m receiving), dirty talk, rough sex, manhandling, Inexperienced!Reader, Good girl reader, hard dom Hoseok, Hoseok is a menace, he’s also very sus, so much blood, low-key a yandere but not really, DARK ENDING, dubious consent (kind of mind control/mood control/memory wiping), main character death (graphic), graphic violence, this is not a cute demon romance, more to come...
nachash (noun) "snake; serpent". Derived from the Hebrew root n-ch-sh.
After graduation, the dreams stopped. I stayed with my parents for the summer, played in the Florida sun, and decided against going back to New York for my fellowship. Instead, I chose to stay in Tallahassee and start my career. It was safe there. He was gone. A few years later, I left for Jacksonville and my paranoia had started to fade.
Years had gone by, and my memories of his face began to escape me. His name was nothing more than a gentle whisper in the deepest pits of my mind. Even then, saying that would be an overstatement. My return to New York was in the wake of my mother’s death. My dad had passed away a few years prior, and our vacation home in Harlem, the same place I lived in so many years ago, had become prime real estate. I got a fellowship through Columbia upon my return. Life was looking up despite my grief, and I was ready to start a new venture in my medical career.
That was the beginning of my eventual end. I had cheated death all those years ago. Angela was my replacement, though I had no idea at the time. That thing knew she was waiting for me. It knew she would not let me out of her sight, so it took care of the problem. My fear gave it power, and it indulged itself in my torture. When I came back, it knew.
This time I would not be lucky. Nothing and no one would get in its way. Soon, all memories of that night vanished. Angela’s name escaped me first, then her face, and finally what happened to her. Dauphine and its never-ending halls were gone. The thing that sat at the bar made sure of that before making his next move.
It was mid-October when he came back into my life, all memories of his face wiped from my mind, and his game really started. My death would be his favorite. A death he rejoiced in for years to come only to be disappointed that nothing lived up to that night.
Things like Hoseok lived for the chase, and I proved to be his greatest target.
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Fic Recs
I'll admit I've been slacking. A lot. It was a high anxiety summer as you know, and I've finally been able to pretty much cut ties with an abusive friend who was causing a LOT of those anxiety and panic attacks. BUT I want to rec some of my fav writers and fav stories.
To keep the presure low on myself I am only linking ONE story per writer, whatever story that speaks to me. I do hope if you like the story you'll check out more from them!
Please remember to reblog their stories if you read them, and if you feel inclinded, leave a kind comment! Big comments are fantastic but even a short "Great story!" Means the world!
Dead Dove Do Not Eat and all dark fics will be in red. Might make a whole other dddne tag list on my dark blog on of these days lmfao
Moon Knight
Fractured Moon by @melodygatesauthor : DDDNE Yandere Moon boys x reader, non con, extreme violence but such good interpretations of the boys
Friendly Favors by @runa-falls best friend steven, friends with benefits??? friends to lovers??? yes plzzz
Rydal Keener
Oxford Comma by @whatthefishh : Collage AU, Rydall is cunty, serves cunt, and eats cunt. What can I say.
TLOU (Most of what I'm reading rn if im being honest)
Linger On by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin : Pre-outbreak!Joel, angst, yummy smut, ft. my boyfriend, Tommy (Angela said I can be Tommy's gf)
Caught by @toxicanonymity : Inspired Keep Cry'n, Joel catches you when you try to run, masterbates onto your face. part 2 has TOMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
Maintainence Man series by @gracieispunk : Joel is a, well, Maintenace man in our building! He is married but that doesn't stop him from fucking you
Hungry Hearts @atinylittlepain : If ya'll know me, you know I love Bruce Springsteen. I have 2 fics named after springsteen songs, one joel one javi/santi/reader. I've fallen behind on the series but loved it enough to make fan art! terrible fan art but still! Pre-outbreak, takes place in two timelines- college age and then the 2000'. Joel has Sarah, reader is ellies mom which I think is fun.
Exit Wounds by @strang3lov3 : No fic masterlist so I tagged the main masterlist. Now listen. I love Tommy Y'all know I love tommy... but cheating on tommy? Im so sorry baby. But ur also an asshole lol. Had it coming.
Creep by @theywhowriteandknowthings : I- ugh just read it. darkish but nothing insane like the wrong way lmfao. pretty mild comparatively but use discression but THAT TWISTTTTTTTT
Only Daddy That'll Walk the Line by @millerscoffee Yellow istead of red bc its not like. dark but Joel's pretty mean
Not A Survialist Girl by @tightjeansjavi again yellow bc joel's a dick lol but THE DIRTY TALK?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Miguel O'Hara
Halo by @missdictatorme : Miguel O'Hara goes full Nathan Bateman and fucks his ai. Whore.
Only You Only Me by @astroboots : so im behind on this one too. What about it! Im terrible I know but like Hungry Hearts above I may be a slow reader but I didn't forget and also did stupid fan art of this great fic too. lol. Anyway plz read this, I cant give a great summary bc im only a few chapters in but if youre in the oscar fandon you know cici writes only bangers
No One But Me by @koshkamartell : You try to break things off with Joel and begin spending time with the hot librrian in Jackson. Joel does not like thi
Triple Frontier
Under Neon Lights by @campingwiththecharmings : sexy drunk sex with my baby boi, santi <3
Through the Scope by @ssuperficialspacecadett : Reader works for Benny and falls for frankie. Great relationships with all the boys, reader has sexual trauma so you knoooooooow i eat these fics up!!!! lovely to see all them be appriciated with special focus on FRANKIE my precious lol guy
Shared Breathes by @frenchiereading : DAD FRANKIE x teacher reader. Triple frontier may have forgotten Frankie has a baby (he deserved the money for her) BUT WE DID NOT!!!!!
The Story of Us by @pimosworld : You served in the military with the boys but they made a deal not to sleep with you. Years later after helping you escape abuse, one by one they begin to waver aka you fuck them all. FishBen as a bonus!!
Goddamn have I really only been reading TLOU XD lmfao makes sense bc thats mostly what Im writing. That and the Javier pena x reader x santi and then the will fic but im soooooooooo much of a TLOU whore rn its insane.
Im sure ill remeber some more amazing TF fics soon but for now here we are!
Gonna plug real quick my latest one shot tho bc it's a holiday and I can self promo if I want! Shana Tova, moon boys x non jewish!reader where the moon boys share a part of their jewish identity with you!
THANK YOU TO ALL WRITERS FOR YOUR HARD WORK, I APPRICIATE YOU!
If you ever seen my like and not reblog know its just bc I forgot and im sorry. If you ever tagged me in a tag game and i never responded its bc I forgot and again IM SORRY
If I didnt tag anyone and you think i didt think your fic was worthy THATS NOT IT im simply overwhelmed with how much ive read and how this summer was and i just havnt organized it all. Im sorry!!
#marc spector x reader#steven grant x reader#jake lockley x reader#francisco morales x reader#joel miller x reader#miguel o'hara x reader#santiago garcia x reader#william miller x reader#benjamin miller x reader#so many millers lol#did i really not read any tommy fics?#tlou fan fiction#dddne#rydal keener x reader#moon knight fanfiction#steven grant#moon knight#marc spector#jake lockley#santiago garcia#moon boys#joel miller#the last of us
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I was hoping you could write a Jack Hodgins x reader fic if it's not an inconvenience. :)
Can't buy me love(Jack Hodgins)
-Based on season 8 episode 23 later on. This isn't the exact episode just a similar dialog and plot.
Paring: Jack Hodgins x Booth!Reader
Summary: after Wendell cheats on the reader with Angela, she thinks she's pregnant As Wendell trys to makes his relationship work with Angie, y/n finds comfort In Jack Hodgins. To get back at Wendell and Angela, Hodgins suggest fake dating so Wendell can see what he lost.
A/n: I plan on doing some headcanons for the king soon :) sorry this is so long and it's definitely not edited so sorry for that too.
MasterList
Everyone at the Jeffersonian knew that Jack Hodgins and y/n Booth had a different type of relationship, they were both Entomologist and boned it over it. They also seemed to always compete against each other (to Cam's demise), to a blind eye people might think they hate each other, with the insults they throw at each other. people besides them didn't know they were jokes are not, but then no one can insult her beside him.
When Wendell cheated on her, a riff was formed in the Jeffersonian. Y/n not only lost a boyfriend but her trust in Angela Montenegro, she loved Angela like a sister but after that event she could hardly look at her.
Hodgins was beyond pissed, it had nothing to do with Angela though. The two had been broken up for over two years and were good friends, there was no Jealousy. He was pissed that two people made the sweetest and kindest person cry. To Hodgins, y/n was pure and innocent... She wouldn't to crap to anybody.
A week went on and Angela didn't know if she was pregnant or not, y/n felt sick to her stomach when she heard. She played it off, pretending she was fine but the people closest to her saw right through her. They knew not to push y/n into talking, but Hodgins was the only one who had the guts to keep offering help.
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“enough Jack” I said swiping my card to get in the Lab platform, Hodgins quickly followed before it could close and I sighed refusing to look at him.
“well, I know what he did to you... And it's obvious your not okay” Hodgins stated seriously.
“I don't know what your talking about” I said gulping. I tried not to think about Angela and Wendell. Lately everytime I did I would just get angry and if I get angry I cry.
“what if there was a way to show him what he lost? Beacuse it looks like he lost somthing special. He's either too stupid to see that or too chicken to admit he's wrong”
“maybe both” I mumbled under my breath.
“how about we fake date” Hodgins said nonchalantly. My head shot towrds him bewildered he'd even suggest.
“excuse me? After all that's happening you want to get in bed with me?” I said jumping to conclusions.
Hodgins quickly shook his head. “don't flater yourself, I just want to help a buddy out” Hodgins said so plainly I almost believed him.
Hodgins sighed. “he's never looked at Angela the way he looks at you and I don't want him to screw up something great... If he sees what he lost maybe he'll snapped out of this little world where he thinks him and Angela will be okay”
Hodgins swiped his card and left as Wendell and Angela both walked in, he bumped Wendell's shoulder as he left. “think about it Little Booth” he said loud enough that Wendell and Angela looked up and watched us part ways as the elevator closed.
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Later that night I went to the founding fathers with Temperance and Seeley. After awhile the two went off to do their own thing leaving me alone at the bar. I refuse to drink so I just sat there like an idiot. The bartender would often pass by and hand me different flavors of Pop and have small talk.
“Wisky, please” a voice said suddenly. I looked up and it was Jack Hodgins. I rolled my eyes as he took a seat two stools down from mine.
After a moment of silence I sighed and looked at him. He raised an eyebrow and smirked.
“fine I'll play your stupid game” I said rolling my eyes.
Hodgins smirked and scooted to the stool next to mine. He was about to get closer but I pointed at him. “but! If we're doing this there's gonna be some ground rules”
“your joking?” Hodgins said suprised.
I looked at him like I was dead serious. He nodded as I grabed a napkin from the bar. “using this” I said snatching the pen that was in his flannel pocket, he probably forgot to leave at the Jeffersonian.
“Rule number one, absolutely NO sex” I said giving him a stern look after writing it down. He rolled his eyes nodding.
“Rule number Two, never break rule number one” he gave me a weird look.
“I get it, you don't need to have the same rule twice” Hodgins said snatching the napkin and pen. I crossed my arms. “just making sure we're clear”
“Rule number three, you gotta help with experience when I need you” he said with a shit eating grin. I shook my head.
“Rule number four, ignor rule number three because You get me in trouble with Cam when I help.” I mocked.
“how else are we gonna figure out how a victim died?” Hodgins said scribbling over rule #4.
I nodded knowing he was right. I took the pen from him. “Rule five, no kissing or touching” I said, writing it down.
Hodgins looked confused and held his hands out on the table. “people are gonna find it strange I don't get to touch you when we're dating”
He took the pen before I could snatch it again. “Fine we can hold hands and you can't touch anything below the waist. If you have to kiss me it's gonna be on the cheek... And definitely don't touch my boobs” I wrote down the expectations and gave Hodgins the pen so he can decide the next rule.
“what about the forehead, your pretty short” he joked. I kicked him in the shin. He chucked flashing a smile that made me blush. I was thankful he missed it due to the dark room.
“no forehead” I said getting serious. “why? It's not your lips or neck” he asked.
“because I said” no one could kiss me like that except Wendell. It was one of those things that was so loving and pure that we had between us.
Hodgins was about to write something down but stoped and looked at me. His bright blue eyes studied me a bit as he suffered writers block for the next rule. He softly smiled. “your Beautiful, you know? I don't know why Wendell would be so stupid to give up someone like you”
I raised an eyebrow as I tried to cover the fact his words sunk deep. I chuckled and looked down. It was the first serious thing he's ever said to me. Our eyes met for a moment and in that time the bar went silent and there was nothing but us, God I loved how blue his eyes were.
I cleared my throat and Hodgins quickly looked down handing me the pen and napkin. “so what rule?”
“Rule Six... Yeah six I think” he said.
“you can't tell my brother because he'll probably kill you, he can't know it's an act” I said. Hodgins nodded, he knew how protective Seeley was. “as much as I hate to admit it, but your right”
“Rule number seven, I'm always right” I joked. Hodgins laughed not expecting me to actually write it down. He quickly grabed my arm. “hey, hey, your wasting room that can't be an actual rule”
I laughed and pushed him slightly. “too late” I joked. Hodgins snatched the pen. “Rule number eight, I can ignore rule number seven”
“okay seriously... Rule number eight, you have to go on dates with me” Hodgins said writing it down. I took the pen. “Rule nine, I get to pick the music and you shut your cakewhole about it”
He didn't write it down but I crossed my arms. “Rule number nine, skip rule eight and always listen to rule number seven” I said making Hodgins laughed.
“and rule number ten, you drive me to work every morning because I'm tired of being stuck in a car with Bones and my brother's love sick eyes every morning”
“fair enough” Hodgins said as I hand him the napkin. “last rule, you want to do the honers?” he took it, feeling of it vulnerable.
He didn't want this to end and this encounter was the most he's laughed with someone on a long time. Dispite all the rules and dangerous game he roped me into he did care about her and Wendell. He didn't want Wendell to have his girl back, he screwed up.
“Rule eleven, we can't fall in love with each other... Or hurt each other” Hodgins said writing it down.
Taking it as a joke(clearly it wasn't) I said. “that won't be a problem” I quickly singed it and so did he.
Hodgins' demeanor changed in seconds once again. “kiss to seal the deal?” he leaned in but I scoffed and got up.
“can't hate a guy for trying” he called out. “see you bright and early tomorrow sweetheart” he called out as I left the bar with the napkin of rules in my pocket.
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The morning before work me and Hodgins went to the Diner for breakfast. We didn't say much just talked about the case and tarantula we got as a new lab pet, his name was Gus if you want to know. It's almost been a week since we started this whole charade and it was slowly getting out of control but at the sametime so comfortable.
What I mean by that is, Jack was the most easiest person to be around. He knew how to make me laugh and he was such gentman, with his child like manner you wouldn't really expect it.
With Wendell he was very stand off-ish and would be too nervous to do anything with me. But with Jack he took the part of being a fake boyfriend a little too serious, he would hold doors for me, make sure I ate something, and was always checking on me during work. Wendell wouldn't do that, I was pretty much on my own in the relationship.
The down fall was my best friend Arastoo Vaziri wasn't buying it, me and him had been best friends for as long as I could remember. The down fall is he could read me like a book.
“Hey Arastoo” I smiled when he came over and sat with us. Arastoo smiled at me then shot Hodgins a questionable look. I kicked him under the table, telling him to knock it off.
The three of us continued small, as Hodgins was gulping down his coffee Arastoo looked at me and cleared his throat. “y/n, I need to ask you something”
I was about to ask what was up, but all of our phones when off. “the remains are at the lab” I said.
“Brennan Said we had to be careful going in and to make sure the vires don't get spread, we taking major precautions” Hodgins added grabbing his jacket. He was the first to head for the exit of the diner, as I left Arastoo cought up to me so we were walking shoulder to shoulder.
“can we talk later?” he asked sweetly, I nodded and walked to the door Hodgins held open for us.
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Jack and I walked into the lab holding hands, at this point I didn't care that he always made a point of doing it...it was nice really.
Anyway, when we walked in people were sealing up the lap platform with plastic that said biohazard in big red letters. “I feel like I'm stuck in the same hospital ET was in” I said as we walked around people who were runing around frantically.
“I want all the venting double checked for leaks” Temperance said as we walked up to her.
“are we gonna have enough hazman suits for everyone?” I asked, Arastoo came back to me as he pushed a cart full of tool.
“we'll have just enough I think” he said, “the last three are for us” he told me and jack.
“the CDC is downstairs in holding, waiting intill we get all set up” Temperance explained.
The four of us followed Temperance into Cam's office, all the space suit that we had to wear was in there. Wendell and Angela were already in there suiting up. Temperance told us to get ready, so we quickly got the suits on while Cam fed us information about the case.
“the CDC sent over preliminary photos from the body find, they were inspecting a facility in Maryland that disposed of biohazard waste” she explained.
“and the remains were found with veterinary water?” I asked. “yeah” Cam nodded.
“do they have any idea what the infection is?” Jack asked as he helped me zip up the suit.
“they initially suspected necrotizing fasciities” Temperance said, turing awake from the computer.
“flash-eating disease?” me and Aristoo said in sync.
“Yes, but the decomposition was too rapid.” Temperance said. “and it wouldn't have damaged the bone so severely”
Wendell sat there silently as he watched me ramble about the case. “damage that advanced from fasciities would normally take at least 3-4 days”
“well, so far we don't know if it's viral or bacterial” Temperance said. “so we could be looking at some outbreak disease situation?” Angela asked.
“basically” I said putting on the 'astronaut helmet' on and walked towards the lab.
“we have a mass spec up there?” Jack asked as we entered the biohazarded platform, Cam quickly answered 'yes' before Jack continued to ramble.
“and a centerifuge?”
“Yes, Hodgins it's all up there” Cam said intruping. After that the team surrounded the remains with precaution.
Usually remains and skeletons don't bother me, but this was sick. It was the this big box full of what looked like jell-o that hadn't fully formed, and the Skelton was stained red and covered in a slimy substance.
“looks like the nervous system was hit, were they tortured or something?” I asked.
“looks like the victim was a 25 - 35 year old female” Arastoo added.
“We're dealing with a singal strands rna virus” the CDC guy explained. “a mutation that doesn't depend on the cell cycls do replicate”
“that explains the bone damge” Wendell said, finally speaking up.
“here's some larvy, Jack” I said grabbing the creature with some tweezers. “that could help us find out where she was dumped and how long” Jack added.
“we need to ID the victim as soon as possible” CDC spoke up.”
We continued to work, studying the remains and cleaning the Bones. There wasn't enough to find out who she was, what we did find out thst this virus was intentional and we could be looking at bioterism.
We worked into the day and even found a possible suspect after Angela and Temperance photo-ID the victim. After awhile I got the word Seeley and Lance was questioning the possible killer, we still didn't know enough so we got the okay to go home after we got cleaned up and sanitized properly.
The Cdc dude suggested the team stayed close to together and not go to public places incase of an outbreak, or at least that's what Jack said. I was too tired to argue so we went to my Seeley and Temperance's place to watch a movie.
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“here” I said handing him a bowl of popcorn then turning to the dvd player Seeley brought when I moved in. “so what a we watching?”
“We're watching Harry Potter” I clicked the on button and turned to him. “new rule, you have to watch this franchise with me and no complaints” I joked.
Hodgins chuckled as I unintentionally put my hand on his knee as I sat down. “which one are we watching? Isn't there like a dozen now?”
“there's 8 movies and we're watching the third one... It's the best one” I said shoving some popcorn in my mouth.
After about thirty minutes in Hodgins started to get bored, he set the empty bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and looked at me. “What did Vaziri want? I knew he wanted to talk to you today”
Not looking away from the the TV and spoke. “He's was just worried about me and wanted to talk”
Hodginssighed and I think there was a hint of worry. “oh yeah... You okay?”
I sighed and looked down. “I don't know... Arastoo is my best friend and I can't lie to him” I looked down.
“you told him” Hodgins said sighing, he looked at me again. “it's okay”
“he said he won't say anything, but maybe we shouldn't be doing this... We're hurting Wendell and Angela... that's not okay”
“but him hurting you is okay?” Hodgins asked serious. I looked at him with sad eyes.
“Angela hurt you too” Hodgins sighed and looked into my eyes. “that was a long time ago...I don't care about that anymore”
He looked down the back up, his blue eyes locking with mine. “if you were mine I'd never do that to you”
His words ran through my head like a tornado. I didn't know what I was doing anymore, Angela was one of my best friends and I'm here playing a practical joke with her ex. I didn't want to fall in love again, but with Jack everything was so brighter and genuine.
I don't know what possessed me but I turned to him and planted a quick kiss on his lips. Hodgins' eyes widened and slightly pulled back. I gulped feeling I made a big mistake.
“I'm sor-” I was cut off as his hand cupped the back of my neck pulling me closer. Our lips coiled in feverish kiss.
I swang my leg over him and stratled his lap as our lips locked. His hands fell and grip my waist, our eyes locked as I grind against his hard erection which strains against his jeans, I move my hands to the back of his neck, running my fingers though his hair. His hands moved the the back of my neck pushing his lips harder to mine. His toung gently touched my bottom lip asking for entrance. I granted him entrance as my hands fell to his belt.
“Wait” he sighs lowly, grabbing a hold of my hands before they are able to unbuckle his belt.
I pulled away and pressed my forehead to his catching my breath. “are you sure you want to do this? This breaks every single rule”
I shook my head pressing my lips back to his. “screw it” I said against his lips.
Throwing out all logic we both had out the window, I slowly melted into him as he leaned down to my neck, kissing down it as the scruff of his beared tickled me softly. My soft giggle was interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing, he groaned and picked It up
“yeah?” he stoped for a second and nodded along. “we'll be there”
I sighed knowing we had to make a late night trip to the Jeffersonian.
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Once we got back to work I had to get to the lab and help with the body. Me and Aristoo had to help Temperance bag the remains.
It all happened so fast, as Arastoo lifted our side of the Skelton he winced in pain and jerked back. When caught the Skelton I felt something shank the palm of my hand.
“ow” I hissed and Temperance raced to the two of us with the CDC guy behind.
“we need get the both of you sterilized and fast” he said as he pushed the two of us to the sink. Arastoo winched in pain as the water and alcohol poured into his cut. Temperance was doing the same with me but I refused to look at the cut on my palm.
“what happened?” Cam asked, coming in with Jack. that's when I made the mistake of looking, my eyes widened and I felt a shiver roll down my spine when I saw my blood run down the drain.
Iifted up my drinched hand as is shook. “oh shit”
My eyes rolled back and fell to the cold floor. “y/n!” I hear Jack shout.
Yeah, I don't like the sight of my own blood...
I don't remember much after that, I felt Jack lift me up and shake me while Arastoo shouted at me to wake up as Cam ordered for a bunch of medical Mama jumbo. I swear I heard me and Arastoo were under quarantine though...
I woke up feeling a sickening pain in my stomach and head, I gulped and quickly set up as I felt my face dripping with sweat, when I sat up the pain shot through my legs but I wasn't bad. I sat Inian style on the medical bed as I looked around.
“Arastoo” I gasped as he looked just as bad, he winced and looked over to me, he tied to smile but failed. It hurt to do much of anything. wined and doubled over, feeling my whole insides getting boiled alive.
“I'm right here, your okay... W-we'll fix this” Jack rambled as he raced to my side and started rubbing my back. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes, but felt so relived to see his ocean blue eyes.
“you shouldn't be here, you could catch this crap” I wined as Jack helped me lay back down. “I don't care” he whispered.
“none of us do, we just want to make sure your both safe” Cam said, I looked over and saw her holding Arastoo hand. I smiled at her softly, she had always had our backs especially mine. She was the closet female friend I had during my break up, Temperance ment well, but Cam really just let me feel the heart break and was my shoulder to cry on.
As the hours went on it felt like we were just getting worse and worse. Arastoo's heart rate was decreasing while I felt like my appendix was exploding every ten seconds.
I was in and out most of those hours, I heared shouting and tears... Lots of tears. I would feel Jack holding my hand everynow and then, but the bright lights of the room made my head pound every time I would open my eyes to look.
“Arastoo...” mumbled once the pain became almost too much to handle. I turned my head and saw him painting as sweat beaded his forehead.
He slowly turned is head and looked at me, he smiled softly as I spoke. “We're gonna get through this, promos me you won't die”
“you promise first” he said horsely as he held his hand out to me. It shook as he stretched it out. Before it could fall I linked my hand with his.
It went dark again and couldn't feel his touch anymore as my arm went limp. “y/n? Y/n!”
--(3rd pov)--
Jack and Temperance came runing into the room where Arastoo and y/n where. Jack's eyes widened as he saw the state of the woman he loved. The tray he held shook as tried to keep it together.
There was so much arguing and fighting, when Seeley found out about who let the vires out he was beyond pissed, especially when he found out his little sister fell victim. The criminal fought tooth and nail and even tried to stop Jack and Temperance from using what could possibly be a cure.
Jack sent over to y/n's bed side, the guy tried to stop him but Seeley slammed him against the wall.
“if you try to stop me from saving the woman I love, I will kill you” Jack said through his teeth.
“that won't be nessasary, do it Dr. Hodgins” Temperance said as Seeley tackled him to the ground and cuffed him, this was very much personal for him but he couldn't lose his cool.
Seeley dragged the guy out while Arastoo and Y/n both got the cure, Arastoo's heart rate regulated and he could finally take a breath without hurting. He looked over at his best friend and waited impatiently for her too wake up, it was taking longer to take effect.
“come on n/n...” he sighed.
Jack held her hand and tried to keep his cool, tears pricked the corners of his eyes as her heart rate stablized. She let out a cough with made the room sigh with realife.
Jack let out a happy cry and held her in his arms. “thank God”
~~~~~~~~(1st pov)~~~~~~~~
The Paramedics had to come by to make sure me and Arastoo were healthy, Jack never left my side which I was greatful for.
During the events where I was passed out cold I heard everything, call it an out of body experience that Temperance wouldn't believe. But I never relized my feelings for Jack until he said he loved me. I relized it's always been him from the very beginning.
“you ment it right? That you loved me” I asked as I was being wheel to the exit of the Jeffersonian, the medic left to get Arastoo leaving us alone.
“of course... I love you” he said looking at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
“I would kiss you but I might still be contagious” I said with a smile, Jack chuckled and kissed my forehead softly.
That night never left my side and for the first time I felt completely content, he made me feel things I never felt beofere and it was no longer some kinda joke, it was true.
#Jack Hodgins#Jack Hodgins x reader#Jack Hodgins imagines#Tj thyne#Bones imagines#Bones x reader#BONES#Seeley Booth x reader#Jeffersonian#Arastoo Vaziri#Arastoo Vaziri x reader#King of the lab
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Jenna This was part of my storyline pitch that Pam's going to become a muralist. I was very excited about it. But then this is also where Pam finally gets the news.
Angela Yes, Jim is now, I guess, emboldened by Darryl to be forthright. Maybe because Brian called him out on it, too we find out.
Jenna Yeah.
Angela He says he'd like to talk to her for a second.
Jenna And we kind of talked about this. I think we know my feelings. Jim's like, what was I worried about? She's the best!
Angela There's layers here, lady. Jim is instantly relieved. Pam is still feeling unsettled, as she should.
Jenna And this was, by the way, all of this is what we talked about in our pitch meetings, about how let's expose some of the immaturities in Jim and Pam's marriage and relationship.
Angela Relationship.
Jenna Some ways where maybe they aren't as good of communicators as we think.
Angela Well, this is also the thing that the writers struggled with, right? For Jim and Pam to have conflict but it wasn't breakup conflict. It was like passive conflict.
Jenna It wasn't a fair conflict.
Angela Yeah.
Jenna And John and I were really excited about this because we thought, this is the stuff that real marriages go through. You know, this is the clunky kind of stuff that isn't like I'm cheating on you.
Angela It's career. It's kids. It's making a mortgage. It's all of those things.
Jenna Communication.
#the office ladies#office ladies#jim x pam#jim and pam#the office#the office edit#the office edits#theoffice#theofficeedits#theofficeedit#jim halpert#pam beesly#john krasinski#jenna fischer#gif#gifs#gifset#hug#hugs#hugging
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Do you think having such a personalized and detailed headcanon makes it harder to enjoy fic about the show/game that's written by others?
I mean sure, probably.
But unfortunately things I adore, for people named Doc who are me, fall into one of two buckets:
The character work and plot in this show are incredible, I find myself turning it around in my mind like a rotisserie chicken. I constantly discover new things about the show/book/game or the characters in it. I do not read fic about this, because why would I? Every answer I search for is in the text. I want to talk about this with someone, but about what is THERE, not what could be there. Ex: The Haunting of Hill House, Picnic at Hanging Rock, Piranesi, Bioshock:Infinite, Watership Down, Yellowjackets, among others.
The concepts of this could be amazing but are handled so fucking badly so consistently, in a shocking contrast to how INCONSISTENT the character work is, that all I want to do is steal it and make it better. All i want to do is turn it into something that doesn't suck ass when you look at it too hard. So I am going to take it SO seriously, and I am going to develop the rich inner lives for these characters that they lack, with intense backstories and families and motivation for how they got to be the person we know, or know sometimes, in certain episodes or shorts. Ex: Sailor Moon and Overwatch are the biggies here obviously, this is actually not an emotion I feel very often. I don't have intense backstories and extra-textual feelings and ideas about most of the stuff I read and watch, these two are just my Spiders Georg.
So! The odds on me being into something in the correct way to make me want to Seek Treasure Elsewhere but also I have a chill enough attitude about how the characters are that Any Dream Will Do is almost nil. I do not in ANY way mean this in a shady way, but I mostly read published adult fiction for entertainment and not fanfic. I am very picky about my fanfic. So, "plus these two new red and blue girls into Starbucks" often won't work for me, because the reasons to have Haruka and Michiru meet in a coffee shop are completely different from any of the reasons Fareeha and Angela might meet in a coffee shop, and so many of those types are archtypical plug and play stuff. Honestly, I have skated the idea of making a cheat sheet of fanon archetypes of various characters and buying a typewriter to sell 100-200 word 'quick fic' at cons with my sister. That's how common it is to use these archetypes. This is not a criticism! At all!
But, to take the two couples above, I have read so much BORING SHIT about both HM and FA that I could throw up. Lesbian couples have a lot of very milquetoast writing about them, and a lot of meet-cute which isn't really my bag.
But there are authors I love! @oathkeeper-of-tarth was and is one of the best harumichi writers out there and we don't even have all the same headcanons. The rare occasions @verbforverb decides to grace me with "Jewish Mercy I don't Have To Write" I pop a can of bubbly in the tub. And on both fields of battle @keyofjetwolf has stuff I've had bookmarked for years, and there are some things even within Rei's backstory and history that we disagree on.
Actually, to that point what I like is good writing. You can write me into believing nearly anything. There are things I believe about Amelie when I'm reading @lemon-embalmer's stuff that when I go back to my own world, aren't true, but when I'm in her world who the fuck cares, I'm having a great time. EVEN MORE to the point, I read @moonlight-frittata's stupid sun and moon lesbian League of Legends shit and I would rather shoot myslef than know ANYTHING about the game, but unfortunately she has a beautiful turn of phrase and plot flow to her work that I just....read anyway, because it is good. Fucking @tallangrycockatiel had me like 25 pages or so into a story before I was like, "OH SHIT, IS THIS SLASH??? WAIT I DON'T WANT TO READ ABOUT BOYS' LOVE!! NO!!" *hits next page* And I still could not care less about that podcast and would never listen to it, and if I did I would be massively disappointed because to my mind, her John and Arthur are the actual article, and whatever the fuck is going on in the source material can eat my dick.
So, yes, I DO think that having a very particular point of view is going to mean I back out of a story where like, "Lena stepped out of her Chelsea flat, custom leather high heels clicking against the step" sometimes, or, you know, "Haruka put down her copy of War and Peace, each meticulous note codified by a color-coded tab. Blue was for historical references to research, green for character analysis, yellow for themes, blah blah blah*" But I am actually shockingly open minded in what I will read, often to the point that I'm reading stuff from SHIT I DO NOT LIKE OR CARE ABOUT, because the quality of the writing is excellent. So, also no.
*I met someone who read books like this and I suddenly realized what the literary equivalent of 'knowing someone is a serial killer' was.
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Chenford + I can't be your aide anymore
Prompt: From a suggestion received. Tim and Lucy have been back from Las Vegas and everything has changed between them. After careful consideration, Lucy feels it’s best to spend time apart… In this fic, Tim and Lucy didn’t find Chris on the couch and hooked up.
Thank you for the suggestion! I hope you like it
It had been a few days since coming back from Las Vegas and Lucy had gotten a few days off to recover from the operation. Yet, recovering is something she had not been able to do. All that she had in mind was Tim, especially what they did after he took her home. It felt magical, their bodies working so well together and so in sync… How could Lucy move on from what had happened?
Yet, she was still dating Chris, who did not know that she had returned from the operation. She had not been able to reach out to him, feeling guilty about everything that had happened the last few days. Kissing Tim was something she would not have to mention to him as it happened purely for the mission — or at least she liked to think of it that way. But the intimate night they spent together was another thing to admit to. She had cheated and now needed to break up with her boyfriend, something she should have done a long time ago.
She slowly sat up in her bed, rubbing her eyes before getting on her feet. Tamara had left earlier that morning for class and she actually appreciated having an empty apartment that morning. She got dressed as she tried to find a way to announce to Tim that she could not be his aide anymore. After everything that happened between them, it was better for them to spend time apart. Or was it? She was not sure about what she wanted, unsure about what to do. The only thing she was sure of was the need to break up with Chris. She did not want to see him. She called him instead before heading to work, feeling that a breakup over the phone was better than breaking up by text.
After what seemed forever, she finally arrived at the station. She walked in and hurried to the locker room, trying her best to avoid being stopped by anyone on her way there. The last thing she needed was to be teased by Angela about that operation or making small talk with clueless Nolan. She opened her locker and changed into her uniform, tying her hair up before heading out. The first person she sees in the distance is Tim who is talking to Sergeant Grey. She stood there as she watched him, blushing a little as memories of their intimate night flashed in her brain before she quickly got back to reality. She had to do this. She had to take a step back.
Once Grey walked away, she took a deep breath and headed towards Tim, her heart racing in her chest as she tried to anticipate what she would say. “Tim… You have a second?” She asked, her brown eyes meeting his blue eyes as she looked up at him. He had a small smile on her face, something rather rare for Tim Bradford.
“Of course, I’m all ears.” He answered, resting his hands on his duty belt as he stood in front of her. Both of them were standing fairly close to one another, unable to maintain personal space. “I… I can’t be your aide anymore, Tim. I’m sorry… After everything that happened…” Lucy started before quickly looking around to make sure no one was listening to them. Tim’s eyes widened and opened his mouth to talk yet she cut him off, wanting to keep control of the situation. She knew that Tim could get her to second guess herself and she knew she had to stay firm on her position. “Aaron should take my spot, he will be amazing. Be safe out there, okay?” She quickly said before walking away, feeling tears get into her eyes. She had not waited for Tim’s answer yet she had seen how her words affected him before walking away. They had a far deeper conversation to have about what happened that night — well, that entire trip to be honest but she knew they could not have it in the precinct. She rushed to her shop, getting into it and let a few tears roll down her face before she went on patrol. She felt stupid for crying over not being Tim’s aide, yet she was scared about the future. Their future.
—
When she got back to the station, she saw Tim and Aaron talking together as they finished their paperwork. Tim glanced over the garage door and saw Lucy, stopping his conversation with Aaron before walking towards her, wanting an explanation for what had happened in the morning.
“Lucy…” He started, moving them to a more private part of the station. He let out a deep sigh before speaking, his eyes searching her face. “Do you want to tell me what made you take that decision?” Lucy made a face when she heard his question, unsure why he would even ask. Was their hookup not a good explanation?
“Listen, after everything that happened in Vegas and in my apartment… I think it is best for me not to be your aide anymore because it wasn’t just biology, Tim.” She gave him a small smile as she referred to what she had told him in the hotel room. She had lied in the moment, knowing that it was not the right time to confess what she felt for Tim. She needed to tell him in a better environment, and more importantly, when Chris was out of the picture. She saw Tim’s eyes widen once again as he looked stunned. “Of course it wasn’t pretend, how could it be? I had been waiting for this moment for a long time and this operation was the perfect excuse to have what I wanted… And I want more, I want you.” She said, walking a little bit closer to Tim. As she looked up into his eyes, she could see what her words had done to him. She could see a faint blush spreading on his cheeks and she quite loved the sight.
“What about Chris?” Tim suddenly asked, remembering Lucy's boyfriend. Lucy shook her head and smiled a bit wider. “I broke up with him. I haven’t seen him since I got back, I just couldn’t after what happened between us. But I called him this morning. I spent the last few days thinking and realized I was in this relationship because it was safe but it’s not what I want.”
Tim knew that this meant that more changes would come professionally speaking. He was in her line of command and that would have to change, yet none of that mattered for now. They were not officially dating yet, so they could play around the rules for a little longer. “How about we go get dinner?” He asked, loving to see Lucy’s smile getting even wider.
“Yes, I would love that,” Lucy answered and quickly headed to the locker room to get changed. They would eventually warn Grey about their relationship, but for now, they just wanted to enjoy their secret dating as much as they could.
#chenford#the rookie#chen x bradford#lucy x tim#lucy chen#tim bradford#chenford fic#chenford fanfic#the rookie fic#the rookie fanfic#tucy
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Chenford + Chris comments that the only reason Tim and Lucy ever got together was because of their doppelganger.
Bonus points! He insinuates Tim would never be attracted to her.
Sorry I'm painting Chris horrible
I never liked Chris so you are all good!
Chenford + Chris comments that the only reason Tim and Lucy ever got together was because of their doppelganger.
Bonus points! He insinuates Tim would never be attracted to her.
Chenford + I’m not your type (she’s not your type)
you know I did one thing right starry eyes sparking up my darkest night
Tim normally loves having his own office, its private and he can shut the door. Everyone usually knocks save for Lucy who he usually knows is coming or Angela who is well Angela. He doesn’t usually get a lot of people coming in and out but it happens.
So when there is a knock on his door while he’s doing paperwork he doesn’t think twice he calls out come in absently and goes back to doing the day’s paperwork. The door opens and he looks up briefly and then stares because it’s the last person he ever thought would be at his office door.
Chris Sanford
He has to admit he really doesn’t know what went down between him and Lucy the night she broke up with him and then came back to the station so Tim could ask her out. And he really doesn’t care because he’s happier than he’s ever been with Lucy, and he doesn’t need an ex overshadowing that.
“Uh hi?” Says Tim furrowing his brows at the shorter man. Chris is frowning at him and standing in front of him with his arms crossed his chest.
“Cut the bullshit Bradford.” Chris snaps. “I know the only reason you and Lucy got together was because of your doppelgängers.” Tim’s mouth fell open. He knew Chris was bitter, he had heard it from Wesley but he didn’t know he was this bitter.
“What are you talking about?” Tim asks calmly.
Chris stares at him before he answers. “I saw the documentary. I know you and Lucy are dating. And I know the only reason you are is because of Jake and Sava or whatever the hell you called them.” Chris snaps at him again. Tim is starting to get pissed because Chris has no idea how he and Lucy got together. He has no idea that their feelings started way before the UC op.
“You don’t know what you are talking about Sanford. Lucy and I didn’t get together just because of two people who look like us. We got together because we wanted to. We have feelings for each other and we acted it on it.”
Chris’s face does something funny as he stares at Tim some more. “Oh yeah? So Lucy didn’t cheat on me?”
“Do you think Lucy cheated on you?” Tim asks sharply. Chris thinks about it for a minute and then shakes his head. “No.”
“Well you are right. She didn’t. Nothing happened between us until after she broke up with you.” Tim says. “Have some damn respect.”
Chris frowns at Tim’s words but before he could reply Lucy comes bouncing into the office. “Hi babe— oh.” She says when she sees Chris, her smile instantly falling.
“Hi Chris.” She says and she stands awkwardly in the doorway. Chris all but ignores her and then turns back to Tim.
“She’s not your type.” Chris says. Tim’s eyes go to Lucy’s face which remains passive but he knows her well enough that she’s trying not to lose it.
“You are an ass.” Says Tim. “You have no idea what my type is. I’m not sure why you thought it was okay to burst in here and start making assumptions about my relationship with Lucy.”
“You aren’t attracted to her.” Chris says bravely ignoring Tim’s last statement. “You are attracted to the idea of her. You want someone good and fun and smart so you went for my girlfriend.”
Tim let’s out a loud breath trying to calm himself before he speaks again. But Lucy beats him to it. She comes further into the office and stands next to Tim so she can face Chris. When she speaks her voice is steady and calm.
“You don’t know what you are talking about Chris. You have no idea what Tim and I have gone through together. And starting to date was no easy task, it was a risk and we were both willing to take it. I know what Tim feels for me is real. I know he doesn’t just like the idea of me I know he likes me. I am with Tim so I would know. You aren’t on the inside of our relationship and you never will be.” She says breathlessly. Tim looks at her proudly.
Chris glares at her no doubt angry about her answer. “It doesn’t erase the fact that you—” He starts but Lucy cuts him.
“That I what? Broke up with you? Didn’t want to buy a house with you?” She snaps at him.
He opens his mouth to reply but then shuts it. “You need to move on Chris.” Lucy tells him gently. “I’m not the one you are suppose to be with. But I’ m sure you will find the right one someday. It’s just not me.”
Tim wraps himself around Lucy kissing her on top of the head. Chris looks between them and the spins on his heels and stomps out.
There is silence for a few minutes before Tim speaks again. “He’s wrong you know. You are my type.”
“I know Tim.” She says quietly.
“And I’m not with you because of Jake and Sava.” He says. Lucy turns in his arms so she can look up at him.
“I know that too Tim.” She says smiling at him. “Believe me.” Tim takes a shuddering breath.
“I love you.” He says and her eyes widen. He thinks she knows that too they just have never said it before.
“Well that is new information.” She says trying to joke but her voice hitching a bit.
“Well it’s true. I do. I love you and you don’t have to say it back but—”
“I love you too Tim.” She says in one breath and he grins.
“Well that’s just perfect huh?” He asks mischievously.
“Yeah.” She says grinning up at him and giving him a quick kiss. “Yeah it is.”
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Laila I hard agree with your tags RE: Italiano leaving. I’ve seen people joke that Danny must have fucked his girlfriend or something but I don’t think it’s anything personal (in that way)
If I had to guess I’d say it was something big, maybe business/money related. I kind of hoped Daniel just realized what a shit trainer Michael was (I can rant on his bs practices all day, but he pushes some unsustainable and sometimes outright dangerous ideas like extensive fasting, etc. etc. which have always rubbed me the wrong way). BUT I think in reality Daniel hasn’t really acknowledged/processed how NOT OKAY that whole McLaren stint was for him. He still talks to Zak, all the McLaren mechanics, friendly with Lando and Oscar, so if it was just “Michael let him down and wasn’t putting his best interests first in McLaren” I think Danny would have just let it go.
One thing he’s not stupid about though, is his money/business (and also, what a lot of people don’t acknowledge, his privacy). We don’t really hear a lot about Danny post-season. So I feel maybe the fall out had to do with Italiano going on podcast after podcast talking about Daniel and then also (presumably) raking in money for it. Again, all allegedly completely-just-going-from-my-own-vibes, Michael Italiano do not sue me
I do think there was a catalyst that led to their break-up sometime after the last race last year, because if I remember correctly, Jack (Doohan) had mentioned that Michael would be training him for F2 while still working with Daniel during his year off. But then, this never happened and MI ended up going to AT. All I'm saying is, whether something happened or someone sat Daniel down and talked to him about it, Daniel on his own would never have realised how harmful whatever MI preached was. And i think whatever it was, really hit Daniel hard because every time he's talked about coming back this year, whether it's the lone wolf comment or other things, he's constantly talked about how he's approaching training differently and how he's realised prioritising his recovery and rest is important.
Regarding your comment about whether Michael wasn't putting Daniel's interests first at Mclaren, I think a lot of people got the same impression, especially if you go by his comments on his Pitstop appearance this year. The way he framed it kind of implied that he was annoyed at Daniel's decision to take a year off and there was the implication that this derailed his own career and aspirations, which fair enough.
But coming to whether it could have been money/business-related, I feel like this is more like it. You do get the impression he was more in it for the money and the fame. Forget the part about dming girls and the cheating allegations, but the side-hustle part of it?? With the F1 season getting more and more hectic and trainers like Brad and Angela leaving because they can't keep up with the strain and time demand of the new calendar, how can you have the time to dedicate to other private clients? To me, it just means you're not really giving your 100% to the driver you are meant to support. Then, there was the mask debacle thing in 2020, his whole 'merch' collection and the way he continued to make money off his posts of Yuki this year.
And then the privacy thing - I know just because Daniel looks like such an open guy that people don't realise how private he is. Even during the whole mclaren debacle, not one person from his side ran their mouth in the press when you constantly have the family or friends of other drivers making snide comments or liking posts they shouldn't. And then, there's mr. Italiano making appearances in dodgy podcasts and obviously whatever he says, people are bound to take it as him meaning it about daniel because that's who they associate him with. And then the whole leaking of his private medical info, coming after the one and sole sighted interaction of theirs must have come as such a betrayal to Daniel
#just randomly remembered that in one of those mclaren videos from 2021 of what a formula driver eats in a day MI signed one of the meal plan#as director??? like who the hell do you think you are??#it just feels like he was always in it for making his own name rather than being the support act he was hired to be#and it's not like he wasn't getting paid well#apparently the figures leaked from daniel's renault contract showed that renault was paying daniel 100k for physio and medical expenses and#im sure MI was getting quite a fair share of that#if daniel was not personally paying him more on top of that#yeah anyway whatever happened between them was HUGE for them to apparently not even look at each other anymore#tagging it in case people have this drama filtered out#michael italiano#anon.txt
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i’d love some ianthony hurt/comfort fics where one of them gets hurt or injured by someone on set and the other gets all caring and protective!! bonus points for including the other smosh cast members too hehe thanks so much!!
im not a huge ianthony fan, but i tried! sorry its short 😭
Ianthony- A Big, Big Mess on Our Hands Tonight
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"So, Eat It or Yeet It, Ianthony Edition, ey? Sounds great!" Anthony proclaimed.
"Yeah! I'm so ready to fuck ALL this shit up!" Ian chuckled. Garrett looked at the two men with a glint of nervousness in his eye.
"I, uh, hope you know not all of these dishes are going to be bad, right?" he asked. Both Ian and Anthony's faces fell.
"Well damn."
The cooking went off without a hitch, even with Ian and Anthony fucking around, still overjoyed to have the other back. Garrett took most of the actual cooking, while the other two did the prep.
Soon, it was time to shoot the episode. A chorus of "Eat It or Yeet It!" rang out.
"Hello and welcome to a very special Eat It or Yeet It-" Courtney began, pausing momentarily. "I say that every time, don't I?" they asked aloud.
"Anyway! I have reason to say it on this fine evening- it's the Ianthony episode!" Cheers came from the table as Ian and Anthony both smiled to the Garrett cam. "Here are the rules!" Courtney said for the edit.
"Garrett wouldn't let us torment you guys... that much." Ian commented. Spencer, on of the contestants, rolled his eyes.
"Don't make me threaten to kill myself again." Spencer sighed. Ian chuckled.
"No promises!"
The first few rounds went as well as any Eat It or Yeet It does- Damien got some weird pasta dish that everyone else refused to taste, Tommy got a plain ass tortilla, Angela got a vegemite donut, and Spencer got an overcooked pizza in a "My Favorite Pizza Place" box.
Issues arose when the big bite came out. Anthony had pitched a dish to be served on fire for the big bite, and Garrett helped him prepare a cherries jubilee flambé.
Anthony had worked a deal with Courtney prior, ensuring Anthony could light the dish himself.
"When this dish is presented, make sure nobody is near it! We wouldn't want an accident..." Garrett had warned. Anthony had mumbled an acknowledgement.
The five people sitting around the table made small talk as the last round was being prepped.
"I can't believe I got the big bite AGAIN." Shayne groaned, head resting on his forearm to ensure no cheating.
"My brother in christ, you didn't even try to hit the bell." Spencer retorted.
"I do think hitting the bell is a vital part of the game..." Tommy added.
"I know! I was the one who pitched this show, dammit!" Shayne snapped in false anger.
"Ohhh, I'm Shayne!! I pitched this show because I like the pain I go through!" Angela mocked.
"Holy shit, are there two Shaynes here?!" Damien joked.
"Okay losers, it's time! Open your eyes!" Courtney called out. Everyone did as they asked, but instead of Courtney, Anthony stood in the center, revealing the dish.
"Five...?" The count started. Anthony pulled out a pocket lighter to flambé the dish.
"Four..." With two clicks, the lighter lit, and Anthony put the flame to the dish.
"Three..." It caught instantly, blue flames climbing the dish.
"Two...!" The flames climbed higher than Anthony inticipated, though, and it made contact with his hand.
"FUCK-" Anthony yelled, quickly yanking his hand back.
"Oh my god, cut, someone get a medic!" the director called.
Anthony would blame the adrenaline, but events after that were a blur. The medic showed up and walked him through the proceedures. It was nothing more than a small first degree burn, but it still hurt like a bitch.
As the medic finished up bandaging Anthony's hand, Ian walked into the room. "Anthony, are... are you okay?" he asked.
Anthony looked to the medic. "Yeah, he'll be fine. Just be careful around the area." she smiled. "Take care now." And she left, leaving Anthony and Ian alone.
"That's... good." Ian said, running a hand through his hair.
"Yep. I've had worse, anyway. I was a teenager once, you know." Anthony joked. Ian didn't laugh, and shifted his weight.
"I was worried. About you."
Oh. Anthony felt a pang in his heart. He walked over to Ian, bringing the other into a hug.
"I'm sorry. I'm okay, I promise."
Ian smiled. "I'm glad."
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Just curious what you don't like about Cory/Topanga if you feel like talking about it!
hey, i don't mind!
first off i think boy meets world in the context of just a purely heterosexual show makes it age pretty poorly, and that all stems from cory and topanga. i know one of the writers said a while back that the writers room was torn between shory and corpanga, and tbh, rewatching as an adult, that's extremely evident. i'm not gonna make this post all about shory bc that's reductive but i am first and formost a shory girl and a firm believer that cory matthews is a gay man
so let's get into it.
i really really love s1/2 corpanga. idk if it's just bc ben/danielle felt more natural back then or if it's bc they actually allowed cory to be wrong and topanga to be right, but it's just so sweet. one of my all time fav ship moments from the show is the frickin sock basketball scene where they touch hands and he giggles. so adorable! but i think what really makes them suffer after s1 (and kind of s2) is just that they clearly made topanga a normal, kelly kapowski girl-next-door type to make her more "desirable" for the male audience. that could be an entire separate post, but it's so fucking obvious that that's what the change was and it sucks because topanga was great the way she was.
they're not like hatable in season 3 exactly, but the "old married couple haha look how old gross and boring they are" trope when they were legitimately sophomores was just weird? and this is a retrospect thing but i hate how the show just kept retconning shit and pretended they never broke up in season 3, as if a HUGE storyline and one of the most iconic episodes (the happiest place on earth) wasn't about them getting back together? and for me just the concept of the ~universe wanting them to be together~ over and over again is just so fucking lame when they were so toxic. (great video on this here)
they really don't do anything wrong in season 4 either, but a long walk to pittsburgh is honestly so beyond ridiculous LMAO. i know everyone talks about how romantic it is, but i hate it because topanga literally runs away and moves back to philly just for cory. i know they claim it's to finish at john adams too, but i would find that much more believable if they had developed topanga AT ALL outside of cory. we know almost nothing about her home life and they wrote trini out so we never even see any friends of hers! the trend of them fighting and talking down to amy about their love is so fucking stupid too. like you are sixteen. it is fine to love someone and want to be with someone, but amy is right that it's not healthy for them to be as obsessed with each other as they are. like cory literally doesn't know who he is outside of topanga and that's NOT healthy.
oh lordy. s5. i'm not going to get into how much i hate that shawngela (a MUCH happier, more interesting relationship) was reduced to "wanting to be corpanga" in both their intro episode and then fucking gmw, but even the "old married couple" stuff in "chasing angela" at the restaurant is so annoying. "last tango in philly" is one of my fav episodes, but it's the perfect example of how cory can never accept he's wrong. shawn tries to tell him they should stop, and he just tells shawn he knows nothing about relationships and keeps being a dick about topanga and her (obviously gay) friend. but obviously, you're here to hear about how i feel about the cheating. yes, cory cheated and he genuinely liked lauren. for the show to act like he didn't is just gaslighting their audience. and tbh? i think ben and linda cardellini had excellent chemistry (certainly more than he and danielle did at that point . . .) and i think it's completely healthy to date more than one person! it was nice seeing cory be able to open up and bond with someone else, and yes, what he did was cheating. just bc he changed his mind and decided he "couldn't live without topanga" (bless u probably queer writer for what u did w that line :') ) doesn't mean that it didn't happen. topanga had EVERY right to break up with him. it does piss me off that we barely saw topanga's reaction to the breakup when there was a whole ep dedicated to shawn's reaction (and i say that as the #1 shawn stan), but that show hated women lbfr. AND WHY TF WAS IT BAD FOR HER TO KISS JONATHAN JACKSON WHEN SHE AND CORY WERE BROKEN UP????? bc cory can't accept things not going his way and not having control. the "we are a masterpiece" scene makes me so fucking angry omg i cannot
and i mean, bro, the yale shit has been talked about to death, but topanga lawrence going to the same college as straight d-student shawn hunter has got to be the dumbest, most woman-hating shit the show ever did. love can survive long distance if you put the effort in, trust me. (yes i am aware that the show prob didn't want to separate their main couple, but s6 was almost entirely about shawn anyway so????)
then in seasons 6 and 7 we get into the "cory yelling at and publicly humiliating topanga" trend. "undapants" is iconic so i'm not gonna go into that episode (fuck you "take her back to your tornado infested trailer park" line!), but i can name at least seven occasions where cory pressures her into sex. and rider strong is right. it was extremely holier than thou how they constantly made it seemed like corpanga was better than shawngela for not fucking before marriage. like isn't there a line where they call shawngela sluts in s7? the whole honesty bit in "the truth about honesty" (admittedly one of my fav eps) is also just ridiculous bc both of them always get pissed off at the other one for being honest, even in the past. i've seen people get mad at topanga for throwing yale in cory's face but lbr, who didn't see that coming? i guess maybe it's a little weird bc she'd never been resentful about it before, but that's a HUGE thing in their relationship. and yes, it is weird that she's using his razor without his permission but again just the pressuring her to show him her ass is also fucking weird (it's also weird imo that they've been together "their whole lives" but they've only ever kissed, but again, holier than thou bullshit)
one thing i can say about how weak and uninteresting their relationship actually is is that their ENTIRE wedding episode is about shory, bc they are the much more compelling dynamic in cory's life. weirdly enough, i do actually really like cory's vows though?? on a shawn hunter stan note, oblig "that best man speech was bullshit" comment. it's completely normal and healthy to have a best friend outside of your partner? especially when you can't be honest with your partner. god i fucking hate that bullshit. just like how i hate in "seven the hard way/the war" how they portray cory abandoning his best friend/true life partner for topanga AND THEN IN FUCKING GMW THE BAD FUTURE FOR EVERYONE LITERALLY CAME TRUE!!!!!!! omg i will go insane if i think about that for longer than a few seconds.
end of post, but leaving this here
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Stranger Things Rebel Robin (Book and Podcast) Review (Part 2 of 2)
WARNING: The following review contains MAJOR SPOILERS from the book and podcast!
If you haven’t yet, be sure to check out my other Stranger Things Reviews. Like, Reblog, and let me know what your thoughts are regarding the show or the upcoming season! :)
Stranger Things Comics/Graphic Novels:
Stranger Things Six
Stranger Things Halloween Special
Stranger Things The Other Side
Stranger Things Zombie Boys
Stranger Things The Bully
Stranger Things Winter Special
Stranger Things Tomb of Ybwen
Stranger Things Into The Fire
Stranger Things Science Camp
Stranger Things “The Game Master” and “Erica’s Quest”
Stranger Things and Dungeons and Dragons
Stranger Things Kamchatka
Stranger Things Erica The Great
Stranger Things “Creature Feature” and “Summer Special”
Stranger Things Tie-In Books:
Stranger Things Suspicious Minds
Stranger Things Runaway Max (Part 1 of 3)
Stranger Things Runaway Max (Part 2 of 3)
Stranger Things Runaway Max (Part 3 of 3)
Stranger Things Darkness On The Edge Of Town (Part 1 of 3)
Stranger Things Darkness On The Edge Of Town (Part 2 of 3)
Stranger Things Darkness On The Edge Of Town (Part 3 of 3)
NOTE: If you would like to listen to "Surviving Hawkins," the companion podcast to Rebel Robin, you can find all 6 episodes here.
Part 3: Dash Montague (and people like him)
I wanted to do a separate post talking specifically about Dash's character. It's not just about how Dash relates to Robin's story, but how he's representative of certain types of people I've seen for a while now: Those who claim to fight against social injustices and for people who face discrimination, only for these so-called advocates to reveal themselves to be just as hateful, cruel, condescending, self-serving, contemptuous, and hypocritical as those they criticize. It's a trend that's been around for a while, but started spiking again in recent months due to a number of different factors and world events, and it's caused me (and other mutuals I know) to become deeply distrustful of others currently.
As I noted earlier, Dash is the kind of person who frames himself as a geek/nerd who's unfairly an outcast and deserves better because of how "intelligent" he is. In reality, he is a small-minded prick, and a contender alongside Billy and Angela for one of the most unpleasant and loathsome characters in the series. On the surface, Dash presents himself as a friend to Robin and other members of the Odd Squad (the nickname for Robin's friends). He eventually shows his true colors when cheats on Kate (his girlfriend at the time) and tries to force a kiss on Robin without her consent. When Robin expresses her disgust, this is how Dash responds:
And we later find out that this wasn't a one time thing or a lapse of judgment on his part: He is a serial cheater who had multiple flings with other girls when he was supposed to be dating Kate.
Now, sleazy womanizing creeps are nothing new. Nor is the concept of entitled "Nice Guys" who pretend to be decent people on the surface before showing a nastier side to themselves when they don't get what they want. Dash isn't unique in those departments, and most of us probably know at least one person out there who behaves like this. It's gross, but that isn't what got under my skin.
What made Dash truly revolting to me, aside from how callously he throws away friendships like used condoms, are these observations Robin makes about Dash after he reveals himself to be a Wolf in Sheep's Clothing:
People minimizing evil in their own minds.
Inverting the Social Pyramid.
Pretending to want to change things when it's really about coming out on top and looking like the underdog while doing it.
Using intelligence as a means to justify putting others down.
Becoming obsessed with fighting monsters without realizing (or caring) that you've also become one.
Like I said, I have constantly seen these aspects from people who champion themselves on social media as an ally to the oppressed, who love to virtue-signal for everyone to see as if to say "Look at what a great person I am!", who claim to be against cruelty and unfairness, who position themselves as being empathetic and understanding.........and yet constantly reveal their hypocrisy and demonstrate they are the kind of people I want nothing to do with.
I am no stranger to being on the receiving end of belittlement and condescension from these kinds of people. Last year, I had an extremely unpleasant encounter with a Hughie Campbell Stan from The Boys fandom because I said something about the character they didn't like, and they got condescending about it. I proceeded to block them, only for them to use another account to send me a nasty reply accusing me of being "triggered" along with a snide suggestion to leave social media. All of this was followed by a separate post from them where they tried to make it sound like I was unreasonable for blocking them for their behavior and called me "weak." In other words, someone didn't like what I had to say, belittled me about it, got mad when I blocked them over their attitude, used another account to continue harassing me, and then called me weak for not putting up with their bullying. This was over a fictional character from a TV show no less. 🙄 And it was also from a user who not only claims to be against people who use that kind of Trump-like language (i.e. calling people "triggered" and "weak"), but also posts disingenuous messages about caring for other people's self-esteem. She sure as hell didn't care about being unkind to me as long as she could get away with it.
Sadly, she isn't the only person on the Left who acts like this.
There is this idea from people that if you have certain attributes, like serving in the military, or being a part of the Democratic party, or supporting left leaning causes, or NOT voting for people like Trump, or even if you are a part of a minority that faces discrimination for who you are (i.e. being a POC, or LGBT+, or a woman, or a nerd, or whatever is supposed to make you an "outcast" by today's standards), it somehow means you're automatically a good person and your actions are above criticism. I've seen this mentality REPEATEDLY used by people like this to justify being cruel and unkind to others, or saying the type of heinous rhetoric I expect from the Alt-Right as opposed to someone who claims to denounce that kind of behavior (like the Hughie Campbell stan who called me triggered and weak because I wouldn't put up with her patronizing behavior).
At the beginning of this year, there was a Tumblr post that came out which got a lot of traction and controversy.
Now for me, this post was a pretty straight-foward message from the OP about not treating 12 year old boys like they're inherently monstrous before they've actually done anything, and then later acting surprised when people from the Alt-Right swoop in and begin to groom them with their hateful ideologies because the Left demonized them first. Unfortunately, while some people took that message to heart, others..........did not. A post that could be summed up as "Be kind and empathetic" got twisted by other users with their own personal agendas into "YOU'RE PROMOTING MISOGYNY, RACISM, FACISM........" These people not only became the very strawmen the OP was calling out, but also validated the OP's point about the Left's obsession with identity politics, being intelligent over being kind, and demonizing boys:
I find the last two comments ironic considering this is the EXACT mentality Dash has in Rebel Robin: He believes he's smarter than "the popular kids," and uses intelligence (and his insistence that he's an underdog in the social pyramid) to justify his nasty, contemptuous behavior, and then pass it off as him being "morally correct."
Also, speaking as a gay man and someone who's been on the receiving end of bullying and abuse, I'm not impressed with the attempts by these people to justify their thinly-veiled hatred, most of which can be summed up as "I was abused, so it's okay for me to be abusive to others." Disgusted isn't even a good word to express my feelings about this. I don't give a damn who you are, what experiences you've had, what your political affiliations is, or what minority you belong to: If you're going out of your way to be vicious to others and then try to justify it like it's okay, you're a terrible person, and no amount of "intelligence" on your part changes that.
I knew someone like this named Daze_Confuse, a Redditor who was on the site for 10 years before his account got permanently suspended this year. He is someone who identified himself as gay (like me), was against Donald Trump and the Republicans, claimed to speak on behalf of the LGBT+ community and other minorities, and served in a branch of the military.
He is also one of the most vile people I had the unfortunate displeasure of encountering.
This is the kind of person who put other people down out of a sense of moral superiority. This is a person who was repeatedly condescending, contemptuous of people he disagreed with, smug, coasting on self-righteousness, petty, deeply insecure, and cruel to others when he could get away with it. This is the kind of person who made comments designed to shrink others, and then would later try to pass off his comments as "jokes" when he was called out on them by the moderators (which happened frequently). This is the kind of person who, in order to "win" an argument, would go through a person's entire Reddit history and cherry-pick certain comments or posts and take them out-of-context so he could metaphorically beat them into the ground and feel justified in doing so.
This is the kind of person who railed against "toxic masculinity," but never once looked at his own behavior even though it had elements of that.
This is the kind of person who pretended to be against "Nice Guyism" and yet defended people who behaved like that (both fictional characters and real people).
This is the kind of person who acted like he was against bullying (similar to the homophobic troll I dealt with years ago) and yet was one of the most vicious bullies you could run across.
This is the type of person who intentionally went out of his way to provoke fights with people and make others feel bad for having opinions he didn't like or agree with. He did this over fictional characters and TV shows, and he did this with his real life political and social opinions.
I remember coming across him. I wish I hadn't. He made things personal with me in a way I will never forget, or forgive.
He is the embodiment of Dash from the books (with a little bit of Billy Hargrove and Angela sprinkled in there). He was the kind of person who would use intelligence to justify his awful behavior because he constantly believed he was in the right. He is the kind of person who positioned himself as an underdog in society (much like Dash), but was more interested in "inverting the social pyramid" (as Robin would put it). If you saw how many times this guy projected his issues onto others, or went out of his way to paint himself as the smartest person on the site, or expressed jealousy at men who (as he put it) "got pussy" or were conventionally attractive, you'd be able to peg pretty quickly that, for all of his posturing and virtue-signaling and claims about how he was against injustices, he was a worm who only cared about social issues when it was convenient for him.
I won't claim to know the circumstances behind what happened to him, but given that Reddit is a site where incels like this still have their accounts up despite the bile they spew, whatever u/Daze_Confuse did to get permanently suspended must have been egregious enough that the Sitewide Administration wasn't willing to ignore it. Considering how he acted, I'm not surprised. It's gotta sting to lose access to 10 years of posts and comments though.
And if it sounds like I'm being judgmental of him, just know he behaved much worse with multiple people besides me. You reap what you sow: He chose to be a smug asshole, and paid the price for it. The world is better off without him.
My overall point is I'm tired of these types of people. I'm tired of people like Dash who frame themselves as outcasts who are better than the popular crowd, and then reveal themselves to be just as heinous as the people they criticize. I'm tired of seeing people on the Left, who claim to be against injustices and bigotry, engage in the same level of hatred they condemn the Alt-Right for. I'm tired of people who claim to fight for my rights, but would gleefully turn on me in a heartbeat and throw me to the wolves the moment I said or did something that constituted "stepping out of line" in their eyes. I'm tired of people who talk a big game about caring for other people's self-esteem, but will bully others when it's convenient for them (looking at the Hughie Campbell Stan who is still active on this hellsite). I'm tired of seeing people who put on a big show of advocating for social causes, and then use their political ideologies and philosophies to justify being cruel and contemptuous to others. I'm tired of seeing people act like bigots and then trying to pretend they aren't doing that.
I'm not going to claim I'm a paragon of virtue when it comes to doing things right. I've had my moments of being unkind. I've said things before that I look back on with regret and wish I hadn't said. I've acted in ways I'm not proud of. I am not even going to say I'm the most intelligent person on this site. For all of my flaws though, I am consciously making an effort to be better than I was before.
The roughest thing I've seen so far as I've gotten older, aside from people looking for any excuse to be nasty to others because reasons, is how we as a culture have started defining others in extremes, or love digging up other people's history and then flinging it at them as if to say "This is who you are," like there's no way to change it and you will forever be defined by it.
This post put it best: We are so obsessed these days with "gold-star activism" and "purity culture" and looking like the smartest person in the room that a lot of us have abandoned empathy and compassion and refuse to acknowledge when other people grow and attempt to become a better person. There's a difference between someone who continues to behave badly (which is why I am calling out people like u/Daze_Confuse, the Hughie Campbell stan, the homophobic Reddit troll who is unfortunately still active and engaging in the same behavior from years ago, and the users who responded to the post I linked to earlier who justify being vicious to 12 year old boys) vs someone who recognizes that their behavior was bad and makes an effort to grow from it.
In one of the many conversations I've had with my friend @stillhidden, she told me something I haven't ever forgotten: Truly stupid people are the ones who think they're right about everything. They are people who are so calcified in their beliefs that they refuse to change them or consider the idea that they could be in the wrong, even if there's overwhelming evidence to show their thinking is flawed. They lack the self-awareness to realize how awful their behavior is, which leads them to falling down the pipeline of smug superiority, self-righteousness, and hypocrisy.
I see this as the biggest difference between Dash Montague and Steve Harrington: For all of his flaws, or even how he started out at the beginning of the show, Steve isn't stupid like he gets treated by some fans. He's someone who's willing to grow, own up to his actions, and learn from his mistakes. He's someone who's willing to change his thinking and perspective on things, and be the kind of ally and friend that other characters need. It's why I find it annoying whenever Steve-Antis come out of their caves to continue bringing up the same tiresome arguments about Steve's behavior in season 1 to say "THIS IS WHO HE REALLY IS" while ignoring any character development he had later on.
Dash, for all of his talk about being intelligent, is one of the dumbest characters in the series. It takes a special kind of stupidity to throw a friendship with one person (Robin) and a relationship with your girlfriend (Kate) into the trash because you think you know better, and act like your so-called intelligence gives you carte blanche to act however you want to.
If Dash continues behaving like this into adulthood, it's gonna be a rough ride for him, and there's a very real chance he will end up friendless, alone, and bitter. I know plenty of people out there on social media (Reddit, Twitter/X, Tumblr, TikTok, etc) who are still trudging through life with Dash's self-serving mentality, and I can 100% say from what I've seen that it's going poorly for them. They brought it on themselves.
#stranger things#stranger things rebel robin#robin buckley#dash montague#angela stranger things#steve harrington#tgh opinions#tgh reviews#homophobia#bullying#purity culture#lgbt+ books#lgbt+ media#nice guyism#u/Daze_Confuse
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9 People I'd Like to Know Better
tagged by @zylphiacrowley Thanks for tagging me!
Last Song Listened To: BLACKSHAPE - ITIIITIATIIHYLIHYL this song gives me so many WoL feelings and I've been mainlining writing story for Hrothgal so
Currently Watching: I watch lots of things at once! Starting my annual Hannibal "watch it in the background while I work to keep my brain chill" rewatch, just finished Schitt's Creek, am introducing my Australian partner to King of the Hill and comparing "we grew up poor and rural in 2 diff countries" notes, and am watching Dungeon Meshi with hubby+partner on Fridays.
Sweet/Savory/Spicy?: All three at once but SPICY SPICY SPICY. This machine eats peppers.
Relationship Status: Married and have a partner, we all live together and the vibes are immaculate.
Current Obsession: Female Hrothgar. Borderline ASMR Japanese travel channels with no talking only ambient sound (i.e DancingBacons on youtube). Sleep Token. Ofc my forever Obsession is Disney's 1996 Gargoyles which I will never shut up about and am currently trying to get hold of the NECA figures, which is Challenging outside of North America and every non-scalper options seems to be SOLD OUT of ANGELA. Anyways this is less informative and more a warning Do Not get me going on Gargoyles I'm 35 that shit came out at peak Laying the Groundwork for Weird years for little Ornery and it stuck.
Obviously no obligation to do if I tag you these are just the people I am either mutuals with, have had some nice interactions with, or have been following for a v long time and just want to get to know
Tagging @uldahstreetrat , @verysmallcyborg , @captainqster , @hinganskies , @hazelkjt
@oneiroy , @tiergan-vashir , @viiioca , @dykes (we live together so this is cheating but haha get tagged nerd)
#tumblr prompts#not ffxiv#community things!#mysteries of the ornery karakul#imagine tumblr having functional tagging
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Overall another great episode I’d say! ✌️
My initial Spoiler Thoughts for 7x2 in no particular order.
Hen has some clear biases to assess and work on. She was, well, dismissive and judgemental of the drunk (and drugged?) guy. She’s gotta stay neutral no matter the person, especially while on scene. Oh ohhhh I wonder if this will be an arc that Hen goes on this season? Just overall her becoming a better firefighter/captain?
Poor Norman. His wife cheated on him? That’s rough my guy. And… I’m not sure he’s gonna make it. =/
That's the cruise doctor? Uhhh I think they need someone with more expertise and frankly more of a spine. Bruh.
That hostage situation was surprisingly short. Hm…. I’m kinda wondering if this season had, say, 18 episodes if they would have spread out this whole cruise ship story to 4 episodes instead of 3. Idk, I’ll have to wait to see how episode 3 goes, but *shrugs* I don’t think I’d be mad if it all had been stretched out a bit for extra drama.
The snake white guy said “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I’m not a bad person.” I need more time to think and articulate this but… Actions speak louder than words. Dude was selfish, dabbling in something that brought great harm to others while, sure, not meaning for the harm to happen. He’d been ready to dip. He only gets points for saving our 911 parents. 😩
Please. That’s so cute that Maddie and Chimney share everything and gossip together. Sure they’ll keep your secret! …..but that secret is also safe with their partner. <3
Frank, you did okay this time. But be prepared for an influx once Athena and Bobby are back, and not just from them. Are you listening, Buck? He needs to go back to therapy anyway. But like, Bobby is in danger and that’s going to effect Buck. Please please let the show circle back around to the fact that Buck greatly fears losing Bobby, his dad.
Buck and Eddie sharing one brain cell when trying to explain themselves. <3
Maddie has clearly been with Chimney for a long time with her joke of “did you lose a boat?” 😆
Idk when Bobby is in captain mode he's so??????? Yeah.
Ahhhh! The camera shot of Bobbys’ hand covering Athena’s to help her save everyone. 😩 These two are so ride or die oh my godddddd.
Shit, yeah Peter and Angela got my crying a bit with their “love confession” talk.
I spotted some bloopers. In 1-2 moments Peter’s hair was almost dry, then it wasn’t. They had to film that scene in the bulge (whatever that room was called) for a while or something.
Maddie knows Spanish?? I mean, I guess she probably learned it in high school, and maybe was able to keep it up being a nurse and then a 911 dispatcher. Good on her because I took 2 years of Spanish in high school, didn’t keep it up, and remember maybe 1% of what I learned.
HOLY SHIT THAT CLIFFHANGER!!!!!!! Literally Athena’s worst fears come to life. 🙃🙃🙃
OKAY. BUT. If the fuck-massive cruise ship was fully turned over, HOW does anyone in the life boats survive? Did they somehow make it far enough away to not get tossed like a freaking toy???? Suspension of disbelief I guess!! 🤙
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could you do an america chavez fic where its just a fluffy love confession with a little bit of angst.
Yours Now
Pairing: America x Fem!Reader
1K Words
/ masterlist / / a.c masterlist /
You weren’t a jealous person. Well, you mean, you are a little but only over one person. America Chavez. She has been your crush since you were 8 years old. You were positive that she didn’t like you back, so you never mentioned your crush to her.
Every time she got with a girl; you were always hurt. You never showed your hurt towards her though, you always kept it hidden.
You sighed loudly, flopping down on America’s bed, making her laugh at how dramatic you are.
“Tough day?” She asked, scooting closer to you so she could see you.
You nodded. Even though you were one of the youngest Avengers, they still made you spar with one of their best fighters, Natasha. God was she rough on you. You reckon you had gathered 5 bruises from sparring with her today.
“I think I’m dying.” You groaned when America pressed on your bruised thigh.
“Oh, she got you good. That’s a big one.” America muttered, lightly running her fingers along your stomach.
“She’s so mean to me.” You pouted.
America laughed, pulling herself up to lean against the bed head. “You’re a big baby.”
You shook your head with a smile. You loved America’s laugh. It had to be one of your favourite sounds.
“We should watch all the Descendant movies later.” You moved yourself closer to America and rested your head on her thigh.
America hummed, “If Stephen doesn’t want me to train with him, yes.”
Stephen did want America to train with him. You still really wanted to watch a movie with her, so you stayed up till 9pm until she came back to her room.
You were half asleep when America barraged through the doors, tears rolling down her face.
Your head shot up from the pillow when you felt America curl into your side and hide her face into your neck. Her sobs filled the room.
“Hey, hey. You okay? What happen?”
America shook her head, unable to get any words out through her cries.
“Breathe, America.” You scratched the back of her neck with your fingers. “Are you hurt? Talk to me.”
“She- she cheated on me.” She cried out.
America has been dating a girl called Angela for the past 7 months. You always felt this weird vibe coming from her.
“I found out because I tried opening a portal to her and saw her making out with her best friend!” She exclaimed, her grip around you tightening.
You didn’t know what to say so you kept running your fingers up to her neck and down her back to calm her down. 15 minutes later, she was passed out on her chest from all the crying.
Her phone that was sitting on her nightstand started to blow up from text messages.
my girl <;3: america im so so sorry. i swear we are just friends. her boyfriend broke up with her and she needed a distraction
my girl <;3: can you come over? i want to talk about it
You scoffed at her messages.
my girl <;3: stop leaving me on read
You quickly picked up America’s phone and snapped a photo of America sleeping on your chest.
You: sorry, shes sleeping rn
You giggled at yourself. You sounded like one of those over-protective, toxic male best friends but you didn’t really care.
You weren’t sure when you drifted off to sleep but you woke up to America softly shaking your shoulder.
“Y/n?” She whispered.
“Yeah?” You groaned, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.
“Can I kiss you?”
Your brain didn’t even fully understand her question until her soft lips were on yours. You immediately reciprocated the kiss.
You kept mentally telling yourself, “You’re just a rebound, you’re just a rebound.” But you couldn’t pull away. You’ve wanted to kiss her for so many years, and it was finally happening.
“I love you, Y/n.” America whispered when you both broke apart for air.
You shook your head with a sad laugh, “We shouldn’t have done that. You’re just using me as a distraction to take that pain away.”
America pressed her forehead against yours, sighing softly “I’m not using you as a distraction, Y/N/N.”
You scoffed, “Your girlfriend just cheated on you and now you’re kissing me? Yeah, right.”
America placed her hand on your cheek and looked you in the eye. “She was the distraction.”
Your eyebrows furrowed, “What?”
You swear America was head over heels for Angela. She would constantly talk about her to you, was always facetiming her or going on cute little dates. No way did you believe she was just a distraction.
“She was a distraction. I mean, I did love her but not as much as I should have.” America explained, almost like it was obvious. “And I know that sounds extremely evil of me but when I was dating her, I didn’t realise I was using her as a distraction until she cheated on me.”
“You literally get every girl you want, why are you using her as a distraction?”
America glanced away from you and sucked in a breath, “I didn’t get one girl.”
“Who?”
“You.”
You stared at her in shock. Was she being serious? Or was she just messing with you. It felt impossible that the girl you’ve liked for half your life likes you back.
“You expect me to believe that you like me?” You acted defensive in case she was just lying to embarrass you.
America nodded, “I love everything about you. I love your voice, the way you laugh. I love whenever you crack those stupid, stupid jokes. You’re just so perfect and so fucking beautiful, Y/n.” Her lips curled into a smile at the bright blush that covered your face.
“Then why didn’t you ask me out?”
“The only reason why I didn’t ask you out was because I thought you were straight. You never mentioned a girl and every time I bought a girl around, you acted sour. I thought you were kinda homophobic.”
Your jaw dropped, “Me?! Homophobic? Gosh, America. I’m offended, I’m literally gay!”
America grinned and shook her head, “Then will you be my girlfriend?”
“Yes.” You answered in a heartbeat.
America squealed in excitement, kissing your face repeatedly. You laughed, rolling over so she was laying on top of you.
“I still can’t believe you thought I was homophobic AND straight.”
America laughed, “I’m sorryyy. How can I make it up?”
You thought for a moment, “Watching all three Descendant movies with me?”
“Deal."
#america chavez x reader#america chavez x you#america chavez x y/n#america x reader#america x you#america x y/n#america chavez fluff#america chavez angst#america chavez imagine#america fluff
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in honor of speak now tv about to drop, im bringing back my stranger things taylor song casting. i wrote a lot of this on my phone after listening to the album so apologizes for grammar errors or anything
mine: ronance, from Nancy's POV. Careless man's careful daughter. Sitting there by the water mirroring the boat scene. You learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded. In the music video, we see the couple fighting when things get tough outside of the relationship, which we've also seen Nancy do, both when she was struggling with Barb and fighting with Jonathan when dealing with sexism from her job.
sparks fly: lumax. Max is the rainstorm, Lucas the house of cards. "I'm on my guard for the rest of the world, but for you, I know it's no good"
back to december: stancy; but just Nancy apologizing for how things ended, not them getting back together. "that night" not just being the Halloween fight but her cheating on him. I think she would feel bad about how things ended and I really want them to talk everything out in season 5. Plz. Also the line, "I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile...how you held me in your arms that September night, the first time you ever saw me cry" Obv with the tan skin and smile, but I hc that after Nancy told Steve what happened to Barb, he held her while she cried
speak now: byler, from Will's pov. Not in a literal wedding sense (though that might make a fun fic...) but more of Mike asking Will for advice about El and Will just finally coming clean. Maybe it doesn't go great and he doubles down with El and it causes some tension or maybe the roles are reversed and Mike comes clean then panics and doubles down and Will is trying to get him back
dear john: Joyce about Lonnie. I hate this man.
mean: El about Angela. Imagine if before the roller skate incident, she confided in Joyce and she told her to just confront her with her words, ya know? Like just call her out for being mean. Then when that doesn't work, she thinks, "well, what would Hopper tell me? Gotta fight back." Makes my heart melt
the story of us: Mike and El, from El’s pov. I just really feel like El would use story tails and romance stories, etc. to compare love to. This song to the letter fight just... ugh.
never grow up: Nancy. First verse to Holly, how she knows what's ahead, both in terms of alternate dimensions and being a teenage girl. She doesn't want her to have to deal with either of the two, just to stay little while she can. Second verse to Mike, seeing him start to become more of an adult and secretly missing her annoying kid brother. (brings more punch to the line “all your little brothers favorite songs”) Third verse takes place after she graduates, moving for school. Her night light mentioned in the verse was her graduation/farewell present from Holly, who says she's a big girl now and doesn't need it.
enchanted: elmax! From Max's POV. Imagine the second verse is them having a sleepover, playing truth or dare. I also love the use of referencing the story tail love metaphor again
better than revenge: stommy; Tommy singing about Nancy. idk it’s the closest I could get.
innocent: Steve and Nancy. First verse is about Nancy (lost your balance on a tight rope, lost your mind trying to get it back. wasn’t it beautiful when you believed in everything and everyone believed in you. , second about Steve. bonus points if you imagine them singing this to each other (not in a romantic way)
haunted: lumax (I’m sorry) Lucas begging for her to come back after her attack. Trying to move on and be happy but he can’t get over her. the chorus too, “somethings gone terribly wrong” “your eye’s gone cold” the bridge too “you’re not gone, you can’t be gone” you can also imagine it as like, she lives but can’t face the party without thinking about what happened too
last kiss: stancy / mike and el (parallel!) I think I’m gonna write up a post about all the parallels I see in the characters and dynamics, but I really love this one. Steve being El and Nancy being Mike. The Wheelers having severe issues with love (specifically saying the word) and hurting those who are head over heel for them. I see this from all of their perspectives, switching based off the lines. first verse is mileven (the plane line, “sit on the floor wearing your clothes” we’ve seen El wear clothes from pretty much everyone in the party) the second verse is stancy from Nancy’s pov (life of the party, “i’m not much for dancing, but for you i did” listing things he did she loved without saying “i love you”) bridge is rapid fire switching. “so I’ll watch your life in pictures like i used to watch you sleep” mike (bylers take a lot of family photos; i can imagine him seeing her in photos will sends) “i feel you forget me like i used to feel you breathe” steve “and i’ll keep up with our old friends just you ask them how you are” el “i hope it’s nice where you are…it’s a beautiful day” nancy (i think she feels bad for how things ended)
long live: the whole party. they deserve to feel like hero’s and royalty after everything they’ve been though. i desperately need to find an edit to this
ours: Steddie. the town hates eddie atm and would probably not take well to king steve dating him. the lines “i love the riddles that you speak” and “any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored” i can also see lumax, but this is just such a light hearted song to me so i didn’t want to compare it to the racism we’ve seen be thrown at lucas and his relationship
superman: jopper. i love the idea of joyce hyping him up as her superman. also based on my parents (my dad was a first responder and this song always made me think of them for the “saving the world” aspect) “he’s not all bad like his reputation” i’m ignoring the sad parts and just focusing on the “go be a superhero, i’ll be here when you get back”
electric touch: steddie. eddie’s taylor, steve is patrick. “this could either break my heart or bring it back to life” “got a history of stories ending sadly” (eddie) “everytime i tried for love, it fell apart” (steve)
when emma falls in love: robin. i have no real proof, it just reminds me of her. i love the image of steve saying all of this about her ❤️❤️ (obvs pronouns change and stuff)
i can see you: steddie (it’s a very steddie coded album, leave me alone) from steve’s pov, talking about how he’s always had a crush on eddie and always noticed him but it breaks eddie’s brain fhat king steve has a crush on him
castles crumbling: steve angst time. talking about his “fall from social grace” and how he lost everything, both in terms of reconciling what he lost from being a jerk as king steve and what he lost when he was dethroned
foolish one; byler. “stop checking your mailbox for confessions of love” “it’s delicate but i’ll try my best to seem bulletproof” “maybe someday when we’re older this is something we’ll laugh about” “you haven’t written me or called” “i’ll get your longing glances but she’ll get your ring”
timeless; jopper. soul mates for real
#stranger things#eddie munson#steve harrington#chief hopper#mike wheeler#steddie#ronance#taylor swift#speak now#speak now tv
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