#i can’t stop laughing rewatching it rn
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finding skz god edition is my favorite thing ever
#naku talks#not a day goes by that i don’t think about hyunjin in plastic pants#their outfits just…#i can’t stop laughing rewatching it rn
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the devil has come home → charlie w.
summary → during one of your regular movie nights, charlie asks to take your relationship a step forward
word count → 3.4k
warnings → smut; virgin!charlie x f!reader, oral, literally an entire fic dedicated to charlie eating pussy idk what u want me to say, dirty talk, switch!charlie, established relationship, almost fingering, premature ejaculation, cumming untouched, overstimulation, and hair pulling
a/n → everyone and their mother is in their rory culkin era rn so here u go, whores (affectionate) <3 no but fr i watched scream 4 the other day and knew what i had to do so pls enjoy xoxo
+ bonus points to whoever can figure out the title ;)
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Charlie shifts beside you, gnawing at his bottom lip to restrain the interruption on the tip of his tongue.
“Did you know,” he suddenly begins, unable to stop himself. “That the school is actually called Ewen High in the book?” On the screen in front of you, a meek Carrie White stumbles through the library in a scene oddly similar to your boyfriend’s own reclusive attitude, and you drag your tired eyes to meet his; wide, with an excited glint reflecting off their pale blue hue. “They renamed it in the adaptation as a nod to Psycho.”
“Really?” you ask, surprised. “I don’t think you’ve told me that one yet.” The comment, while honest, makes Charlie flustered, and he unconsciously shifts closer to the opposite end of the couch. “But I like hearing about all the facts you know,” you reassure his silent insecurity, nuzzling closer. Pressing your lips to his shoulder and kissing the soft cotton sleeve of his shirt, you continue, teasing: “Even if I have heard most of them before.” He groans, but his chest rumbles beneath you with his own restrained amusement.
Peering up at Charlie, you prepare for what is bound to be a lengthy explanation. “So, what, it’s like Norman Bates?” you ask, but Charlie simply nods, mumbling a quiet affirmation under his breath. Already, his eyes are locked back on the television, colorful lights bouncing off his face. It must be his tenth time watching the classic horror film but he stares with the amazement of a first-time viewer, as if he wasn’t rambling about something called a split diopter shot just a few scenes ago.
You can’t help but smile at his quick shift in attention, ultimately content with settling down and letting him focus. As long as a scary movie is playing, you’ll always be the second most important thing in the room to Charlie; a title you hold with pride. Unlike others in his life, his passion doesn’t bother you. In fact, you find yourself admiring his ability to juggle a film studies degree, the leadership position of your college’s cinema club, and weekly series rewatches with the rest of his busy life. Your only complaint would be having to share the small couch in his apartment with Robbie, whose presence makes the already rare mid-movie makeout session completely non-existent. Thankfully, he’s visiting family this weekend, but the lack of a clingy roommate has seemingly had zero effect on Charlie’s inclination to make a move.
So, when your boyfriend awkwardly clears his throat, you quickly tune back in, caught off-guard by the scene unfolding. On-screen is a vivid reminder of the part of your relationship that, up until now, has been virtually unexplored. Despite being unphased during the naked locker room title card, Charlie now fidgets uncomfortably as one of the male characters, whose name you can’t remember, receives a blowjob in his car. The actual act is offscreen, but there’s enough crotch-leveled head bobbing in the camera’s view to surmise what’s happening below the cutoff.
When it comes to anyone else’s sex life, Charlie is as interested as you could expect any newly independent young guy to be. If a couple is getting handsy during a party or other gathering, he’s the one to speak up and tease them about getting a room. When one of your friends unknowingly makes an innuendo, it’s him who laughs, derailing the conversation with some form of that’s what she said joke. Even during the gratuitous nudity scenes popular in his favorite genre, your boyfriend usually pairs his reddened cheeks with a low whistle of appreciation.
Simply put, Charlie is not a prude.
That fact had been what stumped you as your relationship grew, regular milestones coasting by at average speeds. It took three instances of him not reaching under your bra during makeout sessions, happily groping at your chest through two layers of clothes, for you to realize that his personal experience ended abruptly atop second base. Even when it was physically obvious he was ready to move on, Charlie had never mentioned or hinted at continuing, so neither did you. Now, it’s almost as if the glaring depiction of a couple being intimate has finally reminded him how little you two have done.
Thankfully, a bout of bad editing eases the sudden tension. “How is she talking right now?” you snort, referencing the actress’ voiceover poorly edited into the scene. Charlie flinches at your interruption, but you barely notice, too busy jabbing your pointer finger directly at the screen. “She’s still got John Travolta’s dick in her mouth!”
“Billy,” Charlie tensely corrects.
Assuming his tone is just a result of your outburst, you roll your eyes. “Whatever. All I’m saying is you can barely remember how to breathe while giving head, let alone start… I don’t know… monologuing about the girl you hate.” You huff, shaking your head. “Sorry, I won’t interrupt again. Promise,” you apologize, feeling a wave of guilt wash over you when Charlie doesn’t immediately reply. You hadn’t meant to insult him or the movie, but maybe your attempt at a bad joke had fallen short, too personal and poorly timed to do anything more than hurt his feelings.
You start to pull back, intent on apologizing again but are surprised to see Charlie already staring at you. Thinking he’s waiting for your regretful spiel, you start to speak. “I’m s-”
“I want to try,” Charlie says at the same time. The rest of your words suffocate in your hitched breath, offering a subsequent silence that he quickly tries to fill. “Giving you head or, like, e-eating you out, I mean.” The admission makes him swallow heavily, wide eyes unblinking, and you sit there motionless in surprise. When you offer little more than a shaky exhale in response, Charlie squeaks out an excuse. “Not that we - not that you have to or anything, I just…” Regret spreads across his face and you quickly recover, grabbing his shaking hand with yours.
“Okay,” you agree, trying to steady your breathing as the image of Charlie between your thighs flashes through your head. “Are you sure?” He nods so quickly that you almost blink and miss it.
“I’m definitely sure,” Charlie reassures, squeezing your fingers between his. “A-are you?”
“Definitely,” you echo, already feeling a steady warmth spread across your body. Despite your shared revelation, there’s a long moment where neither of you moves even an inch, hands clasped together as if carved from one marble stone. It isn’t until Charlie’s gaze flickers to your still-parted lips that you take the bait, reeled closer and closer until your mouth meets his.
“Fuck,” Charlie breathes, words becoming a muffled vibration when you press harder, tongue dragging to gather the taste of him. You reach for his hair now, dark waves weaving themselves between each of your fingers, and he lets out a little whimper when you tug, pulling him against you. His grip seems to have no end in sight, blindly reaching at and grasping whatever parts of you he can, fingers meeting your thighs, hips, chest, and neck. His thumbs prop up your chin, giving him the angle to lick needily inside your mouth, and you melt in his grasp, letting him take what he needs.
“Can I…” Charlie leaves a shallow bite mark on your bottom lip, soothing it with a gentle pass of his tongue. His fingers dip to the hem of your shirt now, tips brushing the inside seam. Faintly, you remember he’s never felt you here. He inches back just enough to speak clearly, voice filling the thin space between you. “Y-you can take it off and…” Already, he’s trying to pull the offending garment over your head, and you let go of his hair to help, tossing your shirt to the side the second you can.
Despite your arching into him, Charlie doesn’t immediately kiss you again, lashes fluttering as he stares shamelessly at your exposed skin. Without thinking, you reach back to undo your bra clasp with ease, straps sliding down your arms until they fall off completely. Still amazed by the previous sight, Charlie inhales sharply, pupils blown out with lust as you become barer in front of him.
“Woah…” he finally breathes, fingers tentatively brushing right below your chest. Slowly, his touch inches higher until he gives in, cupping your tits softly. The warmth between your thighs grows as he feels you in ways you’ve only imagined alone at night, eyes squeezed shut and fingers under your panties. “Holy shit.” Each exclamation falls under his breath as if he can’t contain them, commenting only to himself. “Fuck…” His grip tightens, thumbs dragging over your hardening nipples, and you sigh. “You’re so… soft.” With a grin spreading across his face, Charlie looks to you for reassurance, squeezing harder when you nod and let out a pleased sound. “D-does it feel good?”
“Mhm.” You wonder if he can feel your heart pounding, skipping beats against his hands. “You can be rougher, though,” you tell him, reaching up to lay your palms on the back of his. “I’ll tell you if it hurts, I promise.” Growing more confident from your words, Charlie begins experimenting with different levels of pressure, nails digging into your skin one second and then pinching and tugging at your nipples the next. His breathing grows heavier with each passing moment, and you can’t help the low moans escaping your lips at the feeling of his desperation and the excitement radiating off of him.
And then, without needing any reassurance, Charlie replaces his hands with his mouth, sucking eagerly at every inch of your heaving chest. “S-shit,” you gasp, then let out a breathy laugh. You push some of his long hair back, tucked behind his ears, and smile at the sight of him. His eyes are closed, face red and warm, lips slick with spit as he runs his tongue against the contours of your body. “You’re so good,” you tell him, panting when he moans against you at the praise, the vibration tingling your skin. He wraps his mouth around your nipple before pulling it between his teeth, the sharp sting sending a shiver up your spine.
“I could do this forever,” Charlie lets go to admit, and then, remembering the task at hand, begins to descend lower, kissing and licking down your bare stomach. His hands steady your twitching hips, ticklish as his soft hair brushes your sensitive skin. You continue to whisper praises until he reaches the waistband of your pajama pants and halts. He swallows heavily, the movement of his bobbing throat almost audible above the drone of the television. You blindly reach for the remote and crank down the volume until it plays a low buzz of sound you can barely make out. God help him if your boyfriend gets distracted by a bucket of pig’s blood at a time like this.
“Do I just…” Charlie trails off, unable to vocalize his thoughts. Instead of answering verbally, you lift your hips, fingers meeting his. You drag the elastic past your thighs, letting Charlie pull the rest of the fabric off once it reaches your knees. He stares intently at every inch of your exposed legs, amazed by the sight, as he mindlessly tugs your feet free. It’s only when you start to move, making yourself comfortable against the arm of the couch, that Charlie finally shifts, offering you more space. He moves closer the second he’s able to occupy the emptiness between your legs.
It’s not the most ideal position but if you stop him now, Charlie might lose his boost of confidence in the few seconds it takes to walk down the hall to his room. With one knee pressed against the back of the couch, your opposite leg balancing precariously on the edge of one of the cushions, you spread out as much as you can, offering yourself to Charlie entirely. Even with your whole body on display, his eyes stay locked on one spot: the center of your underwear, where a wet spot is surely visible. You love knowing the only other time he has this look is when one of his favorite films is on.
“Is this good?” you ask, breaking him from his stupor. He blinks, confused. “The position,” you clarify, smiling at the blush that rapidly coats his cheeks.
“Y-yeah, it’s…” Charlie clears his throat, leaning in slowly. “It’s perfect. You are, I mean. You’re perfect,” he whispers, gaze darting from your face to your panties before returning. “I can see it… Does it - do you feel good?” Even with the physical proof, he seems unsure, the tone of his question bordering on disbelief. Before you can find your words, he moves in, shaky fingers meeting the inside of your thighs. “What can I do?” he asks, skin growing redder with desperation. “I-I wanna turn you on more and-”
“Charlie,” you interrupt, propping yourself up on your elbow. “You’re doing so good.” Your amazement thankfully doesn’t embarrass him, and soon enough you feel his warm exhale right where you’ve imagined him so many times before. “I-I’ll probably cum pretty fast,” you tell him, unable to make the desperate confession sound like a tease. “If you want, you can tease me through- fuck,” you gasp, feeling Charlie’s nose bump against your clothed clit, his tongue darting out to tentatively lick at the damp fabric covering you. You whimper something that vaguely sounds like his name when he presses harder, now dragging his tongue over the entirety of your core.
“Charlie,” you repeat breathlessly, grabbing at the hair that frames his face. “T-take them off, please,” you suddenly find yourself begging, hips arching for more. When lithe fingers brush against you, you almost whine at what is surely an attempt at teasing, but then Charlie is pushing your panties to the side and tentatively sucking at your now exposed cunt. Overwhelmed by the change in sensations, you buck into the feeling, immediately rewarded by the slow drag of Charlie’s tongue circling your clit before lowering to ease inside you. The technique in his actions is not lost on you and you heave in a breath, trying to speak.
“Y-you’ve really n-never?” you squeak out, thighs squeezing around his cheeks when he attempts to shake his head. When he pulls back, you shiver at the feeling of your panties sliding back into place, fabric sticking to your wet skin. Charlie looks up at you shyly, instinctively licking his lips clean of your arousal.
“I’ve… I’ve imagined this a lot,” he whispers, tone rising as he grows more confident. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this.” His cheeks are flushed and his body shakes as he clings to you for support in every form. “I’m just gonna take off your panties and- and I want you to cum, okay? Don’t hold it back or anything, please. I-if you need to hold me in place or move me, just do it. I’ll…” Stunned by his proclamation, you wait in awe for him to finish. “I’ll be good for you, I swear,” he finally promises.
True to his word, Charlie immediately resumes the task at hand, finally tugging your panties completely off and shoving them to the side. Despite the vulnerability of your position, laid bare for him, you can’t stop yourself from bucking your hips when he leans back in. Charlie drags a soothing palm down the inside of your thigh before his mouth is on you again, now slower and more precise. His gaze is focused, flickering between your expression and body, taking in every shift of your features and shiver that runs across you.
He starts by tasting the entirety of you, tongue flattened and firm as it glides against your cunt. He repeats the motion a few times, letting you grind onto him until you both build a steady rhythm. It’s not enough to make you cum, but it isn’t meant to be; a consistent sensation that keeps you wanting more, without unbearably teasing you. That comes when Charlie begins to flick his tongue against your clit, so quickly and effortlessly that it takes your breath away. A litany of sounds escapes you as he dedicates all of his attention to your most sensitive spot, torturing it endlessly. His own moans only add to the sensation, a low vibration that seems to trail up the rest of your body, filling your head with a rhythmic buzz.
“Fuck,” you gasp, vision blurring and thighs trembling as Charlie replaces his tongue with his thumb, calloused skin circling your clit in a steady motion. With his mouth free, and between quick inhales, he starts to speak again.
“You taste so good,” he says, the vulgarity of his words no longer seeming to phase him. He rubs harder, faster, and his breathing hastens. “I-I want you to cum on my tongue, please?” His question sounds more like a plea, especially with the way he seems to pant around each word. “I’m gonna keep licking h-here, okay?” he asks, thumb dragging lower until the tip sinks into you with ease. Both of you still, the motion propelling the room into complete silence. Charlie lets a bit more of his thumb push into you before he pulls back completely, shakily exhaling. “It… You’re so warm,” he remarks, staring intently at where the arousal slowly drips from you. Like a moth to a flame, his mouth returns, messily licking clean your wetness.
You cry out his name, tugging on his hair so harshly you know it must hurt, but he doesn’t relent. Your hips buck and you grind your clit against his firm thumb, his tongue pressing inside you just as the thick digit had moments prior. Your mantra is only quietened by the sound of Charlie’s, a muffled please, please, please mouthed against your core that has you spiraling, desperation mirroring his. A quick glance shows you that while his head and hands are focused, the rest of his body is uncontrolled as he ruts against the sofa, so turned on he can’t help but chase release.
The sharp edge of your own impending orgasm hits you so hard it seems to isolate the rest of your senses, body and mind falling into an endless abyss with only Charlie’s touch anchoring you to the present. His incessant effort to satisfy himself with your pleasure intensifies everything until you find yourself succumbing to his ultimate desire. A broken admission falls from your lips as you cum on his tongue, neverending high propelled as his licking and rubbing only grow in speed and desperation. Even after you’ve stopped grinding against him, Charlie tastes you like it’s his last chance, his hips bucking wildly into the cushion below. He eventually slows, but his tongue doesn’t stop, and you’re too overwhelmed to realize what’s happened.
It takes you whimpering from overstimulation and pulling Charlie back by his hair to make him stop, his mouth chasing you even after you’ve pressed your trembling thighs together, knees digging into his heaving chest. After a few seconds, he seems to blink back some clarity, swallowing heavily and shifting back awkwardly, cheeks flushed bright red. “Charlie?” you breathe, shakily pushing yourself into a sitting position. “Are you - oh.” Despite his quick maneuvering, the new angle allows you to see the slowly spreading wet spot at the front of his jeans.
“I-I’m so sorry,” Charlie squeaks out, trying to yank himself from the couch. “Let me just - fuck, uh - go to the bathroom or something and…” When he tries to cover his crotch with his hands, you bat them away, immediately reaching for the zipper and button on his pants. “W-what are you doing?” he asks but doesn’t stop you, even when you ease his sensitive and spent cock out from his stained underwear. His expression is pure shame as he quickly hardens in your grasp, hips bucking to escape the overstimulation of your fingers wrapped around him.
“Let me return the favor,” you tell him, tilting your head softly in silent questioning. He must only think of the wetness of your mouth on him since his blush deepens, cock twitching against your slick palm. You stroke him slowly and softly until he stutters out a yes, which you reply to with a widening grin, unknowing that he’s imagined this moment more than you could ever guess.
You lean down with a teasing imitation of his previous word and Charlie suddenly feels all of his wet dreams come true.
“I want you to cum on my tongue, okay?”
#charlie walker smut#charlie walker#scream 4#scream 4 smut#rory culkin#rory culkin smut#charlie walker x reader#charlie walker imagine#charlie walker oneshot#charlie walker fanfic#scream 4 fanfic#scream 4 imagine#scream 4 oneshot#charlie walker x reader smut#fic: the devil has come home#t: writing
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THINKING ABT BRIDGETON AU GOJO BCS IM REWATCHING QUEEN CHARLOTTE A BRIDGETON STORY 😭🔥
Okay so Imagine Gojo is a duke in this AU and after the ball from my last Bridgestone gojo brain rot you guys starting spending more time together and getting to know each other and everyone who sees u guys together can literally feel the tension even his own mother feels it it’s like a Daphne and Simon kind of situation yk also Gojo stops visiting brothels after getting to know you and then one day during one of you’re guys hangouts he says he can’t see you anymore and that you deserve someone better than him who will be able to love you and like readers you’re like ?? Cuz like it don’t make no sense Like we were talking shit abt the ppl in ball and laughing together tf you mean 😭 and imagine you let him be and their is another ball this evening and a prince is their so you get all dressed up ans make sure you’re the prettiest girl in the room to make him jealous and you’re walking down the stairs and you catch the prince’s and Gojo attention and everybody is looking at you n the prince asks you to dance and Gojo gets jealous and storms outside even his mother is shocked so reader is dancing with the prince and she excuses herself to freshen up even tho she plans to see gojo and she goes outside and Gojo sees her and asks what she’s doing here and then she says she was looking for him and confronts him about him not wanting to marry her even tho she thought he was interested and then he says he is interested but she deserves someone who actually knows how to love her and that he isn’t the right man for her and that she deserved better and she says you are better and then Gojo steps closer and they finally kiss BUT they get caught by one of the girls that want to marry Gojo and she comes out from her hiding spot or sum shit and she threatens to expose them to the Ton if gojo doesn’t marry her so gojo decides to announce ur guys engagement at the ball and her plan backfires on her lady whistle down has a field trip with this one fr 😭😭 so many thoughts abt gojo rn it’s unreal 😔😫
bae isn't this just the entire plot of s1 brigerton??😂😂😂 ooo i like the twist of the girl that wants to marry him blackmailing him w the kiss eep i think itd be interesting if the plan didn't backfire right away n they would go through w that (gojo engaged to the other girl) just to save reader's reputation in the ton or sumn but then gojo just cant handle being engaged to a woman that isn't reader n is like 😫😫 BAE I DO NOT WISH TO BE PARTED FROM YOU NO MORE 😫 IT IS AGONIZING. TIL DEATH DO US APART WE SHALL BE ENAMORED AND INTERTWINED BY OUR SOULS FOR ETERNITY n they ride off into the sunset
#get shonda rhimes on this NOWWWW#i love it bb pls write it#it'd be so fnny to see gojo speaking in period talk bahaha#also the prince scene is so classic omg i love that scene where daphne is walking down the stairs n she looks hot as hell n then she drops#drops her fan#n the prince bends down to her feet to pick it up for her#the woman that she is#would love to see gojo jealous asf over that#who would be the prince tho hehehe#asks#[queued ask]
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@tastetherainbow290 this is so long sorry 😭😭 please forgive me for breaking into song several times the choir kid in me can’t help it
chapter 41
MARLENE NO
no way mcgonagall knew and just let this happen
THIS WAS DUMBLEDORES IDEA and just when i thought he couldn’t get worse
voldy wanted to kill james regulus AND sirius? oh my
i know regulus and sirius both make it but. oh my.
god i hate dumbledore
ariana dumbledore reference??
black family reunion at the HUNGER GAMES ?!
yaxley and lestrange too?!
alice 💔
EMMELINE NO
district 10 is gonna be like that one couple in catching fire the nerdy ones i can’t remember their names
i can’t remember if marlene has had a pov or not but i really hope she doesn’t die
genuinely i can’t remember how catching fire ends and i can’t ever watch the hunger games without thinking of crimson rivers again
“i hate him” take it back james you don’t mean that
dorcas making regulus look dangerous
dorcas making sirius look plain
remus pov switch
🎶i know you get deja vu🎶
oh. he doesn’t know.
“it’s not fair” i am in shambles
chapter 42
aberforth pov jump scare
😧
why did dumbledore murder his lover ☹️
i am appreciating the sibling dynamic of albus and aberforth
emmeline
i feel so bad for dorcas rn
oh ok dorlene is dorlening again
hanky panky
oh marlene is kicking dorcas out now
what is the ring for
lily!!!!!
oh a mission what is this about
effie and monty?!
ok i love kingsley
i really want remus and lily to reunite
im scared for this mission
aberforth pov again
i like that their code words are their patronus
aberforth is in on it!!
oh no what’s gonna happen to district 6
“she never killed anyone, until now” 😯
OH
MARY ?!
😧
oh no effie
“Our boy's boy's boy.” this should not be as funny to me as it is but i’m glad to be laughing in the midst of all this
barty
andromeda too
omg
aberforth what are you doing
oh!
ted 💔
this was a hard chapter
i’m taking a break to rewatch the jegulus short film for the millionth time
chapter 43
please let this be lighter
“the hallows already know them, or they believe they do” this is giving me such. a feeling. idk the word 😭 but like yk how people idolize celebrities and think they know everything about them? like that
platonic moonwater <3
sirius and james are talking
remus leaping to go find sirius
they’re kissing ahhhh
"I love you more than the tides love the moon. I'm as temperamental as the ocean, and just the same, I'm at your mercy. Give me a ship, and I will wreck it at your command."
hanky panky? hanky panky.
spine realignment 😭😭
james stop you’re being mean
“He shuts the door gently, locks it, and goes to start a bath. At least there, when he cries, he can lie to himself about why.” 💔
why did i forget slughorn is in the phoenix
dorcas making a plan
lily!!!
effie is okay hooray
“I'm quite in love with Marlene McKinnon." DORLENE!!!!!! ❤️
SO THIS IS WHY SHE WANTS TO STEAL THE TRIBUTES ah love. how i love love.
chapter 44
this chapter is literally called bad decisions. oh my.
“brief depiction of violence (you'll probably like it, bc it's james being sexy)” 😭😭
“sirius and the other one” JAMES stop being so stubborn
yk im not even mad about james beating lucius with his cane
frank just “you can’t do that james”
then it just cuts to remus and sirius Hanky Panky 😭
pandora: james assaulted lucius 😧 sirius: haha nice
bellatrix is so bellatrix
regulus you traitor
🎶you betrayed me and i know that you’ll never feel sorry🎶
everyone just mocking sirius 😭
“Choose me. Pick me. Protect me." so pick me. choose me. love me.
“Reflexively, James smiles at him, lopsided and warm, because, for just a moment, he's living in a world where seeing Regulus fills him with joy, with delight, with love.”
regulus here to fight?!
“i hate you so fucking much” and then they start kissing 😭 honestly so real
giggling my feet rn
A PARTING GIFT JAMES YOU DIDNT i wish you could’ve seen my face when i read this oh my god
sirius evaluation time
oh my regulus what
sirius what are you doing
oh? eat i guess 😭
why is regulus visiting lucius
🎶i don’t smoke except for when im missing you🎶
they’re having dinner. hmm.
evan 💔
he got the lowest score 😭 shocking im shocked who would have guessed this
well.
chapter 45
cream cheese bagels!! (i’m tagging you in my mind runar)
of course james hates bagels now why is he so petty
🎶you know how scared i am of elevators never trusted them🎶
augusta always suspicious of frank and alice 😭
oh james and regulus are alone again
and they’re kissing
Hanky Panky in the elevator 😭
really just out here ruining all dorcas’ hard work
sirius knows exactly what they were doing
james “i don’t want to talk about it” potter
narcissa pulling the baby card?! ok peeta
quillkiller is quillkillering
“He's going to die never hearing Regulus say he loves him” ☹️ prove him wrong reggie
augusta you icon
sirius you menace
“my moon” ❤️🩹
regulus interview time
jegulus ☹️
yes regulus
REGULUS “IF IT WASNT FOR THE WEDDING” BLACK is everyone peeta in this chapter
me when i lie
i’m giving you an all tomato. which means you give me the whole tomato, or else. (please get the ref)
alphard ?!
omg were they lovers i’m so here for this
oh no marlene
GUNSHOTS?!
ew voldy booooo 🍅🍅🍅
SNIVELLUS WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE
"There will be one winner. I do not care what it takes, but you will not allow it to be Sirius or Regulus Black, am I understood?" 😧
DONT KILL THE MCKINNONS?!
no no no please let james say goodbye to sirius and regulus
chapter 46
remu ❤️🩹
“Whether it's me or him or both of us, James, you won't." don’t hurt me in this way
god i’m gonna cry
SPINE REALIGNMENT sirius please 😭
regulus volunteering for james to spite sirius 😭
remus and regulus friendship ❤️🩹
the stapler 😭 lily
"I'm not waiting around for you to be too late this time." ahhhh marlene
“No one or nothing can have it, because it belongs only to James” 🤭
parting gift mention 😧
why is this so sad omg i can’t handle any more angst
they’re kissing!
"I would have married you”
SIRIUS BIT REMUS 😭😭
so much hanky panky in this chapter
wolfstar ❤️🩹
if this was anyone but remus and sirius it would give me the ick
they’re so cute i love them why do they have to say goodbye
🎶why do you have to say goodbye🎶if i say goodbye the nation learns to move on it outlives me when im gone🎶
they’re not Just Friends anymore!!!
“always too late” ☹️
dorlene is so sad in this omg. but i guess everything is so sad in this 😭
dorcas cutting marlene’s hair
jegulus ☹️
“I do everything I do because I love you!" “So do I!" 😯
“It's the first time James speaks his name since telling him that he hated him.”
baby
this physically pains my heart to read. i just want them to be happy.
"Would you marry me?" jegulus getting engaged?!
i don’t think im gonna read another chapter today… since they’re going in the arena…
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GOOD OMENS 2 EPISODE 3 REACTION - CONTAINS SPOILERS‼️
ok so the resurrectionist minisode is in here
jim’s mug
nina my girl silence that damn phone at work
wait IS SHE THE WOMAN WITH THE JAUNTY HAT?
THE SCENE! THE CLIP! FINALLY!
but if aziraphale had already talked to muriel why does it seem like they don’t actually know each other? or do they both know it’s an act?
WHAT NO WAY WE WERE ALL WRONG THE WHOLE TIME? we were so sure crowley was moving to the bookshop but he’s actually just taking out the plants to let aziraphale use the car😭 nooo let me stay delusional
HES LEANINGGG HES GONNA SIT THERE WITH AZIRAPHALE AAHH HE DID IT
no okay muriel is trying to keep the disguise but aziraphale and crowley know they’re an angel, just maybe aziraphale didn’t really know them that well in the past
“word with you angel, in private” I’LL FINALLY KNOW WHAT THE WORD IN PRIVATE IS
THEY/THEM PRONOUNS FOR MURIEL YES!!!!!!!!!
aziraphale’s got used to lying to heaven huh
“one fabulous kiss and we’re good, i have a plan” yeah 🙂
AZIRAPHALE DRIVING THE BENTLEYYY
intro 🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻🕺🏻
watching the intro more carefully my guess is that we’re going to see the gabriel statue thing here
“Ay Zed Fell”
THIS IS THE DIARYYY THE CONFIDENTIAL JOURNAL watch as aziraphale uses a pink glittery pen to write Crowley
and it’s in the past!!!! minisode incoming
“DEAR DIARY” he’s such an high school girlie
AZIRAPHALE WRITING ABOUT HIS DATE WITH CROWLEY AHHHH ripping my hair off
yup as i said statue of gabriel here
crowley is so she/her in this minisode
“that’s lunacy” / “no, that’s ineffable” HAH
classical music in the bentley is a crime aziraphale
“angel, WOT are you doing.”
HE CAN FEEL WHEN HE DRIVES THE BENTLEY UNDER THE SPEED LIMIT LMAOO
NO WAY IT’S YELLOW I CANT BREATHEHEEE
“change it back😠” / “but it’s pretty☹️”
CROWLEY THREATENING TO GIVE BOOKS AWAY i’m sure i’ve seen people drawing a scene like this in some comic i love this show
OOOHHH AZIRAPHALES FACE WHEN HE SPEEDS UP IM SICK
what the heck is in the background are those?? TARTAN MOUNTAINS?
is that furfur? no wait prime video says “demon josh” 👍🏻
crowley and gabriel scene I KNOWW ITS GONNA BE FUNNY
the fly is beelzebub IT HAS TO BE
“vavoom” is the new “wahoo”
jim looks so focused but there’s not one (1) single thought behind those eyes
stop making david tennant say he’s a doctor
AHH aziraphale still can’t drink here
bro you messed up restore that dead body rn
DETECTIVE AZIRAPHALE WITH THE HAT
i think gabriel was with beelzebub
NOO whats happening poor girl
so she was sick already
CROWLEYS HAND
what’s Laudanum Poison
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO CROWLEY HELP😭 is it that thing he drank 😭😭😭😭
where did he go
HES LITTLE OMG WHYYY HES SO TINY if aziraphale puts crowley in his pocket i’ll be dead
alice in wonderland crowley
BIG TALL WOMAN 😍😍 if crowley puts aziraphale in his pocket i’ll be dead
oh this is the part where they mention kwording yourself
i’ll need to rewatch this whole thing it’s so chaotic
OH. MY. GOD.
THE WAY AZIRAPHALE IS TRYING TO STEADY HIMM
THE HAND AROUND HIS ARM AND WAIST IM SO WEAK I CANT DO IT I CANT THEYRE A COUPLE IM NOT OKAY
THEY’RE SOOO CLOSE
if hell noticed you’d already be WHAT crowley
oop he fell (lol)
ahhh this is the meme template scene
“mostly i just use it for twitter” damn bro same
“and grindr” damn bro NOT same
aziraphale is my grandpa using a computer for the first time thinking he has to talk to it BUT IT ACTUALLY WORKS??
jim is about to remember stuff
“mm good job” / “oh, do you really think so?” i’m fine i’m completely okay
aziraphale’s relief after crowley says he hasn’t sold books 😭 also crowley being in charge of the bookshop because aziraphale asked even if he had said to nina “not even at gunpoint”
in company 🫵🏻with beelzebub!!!!!!🫵🏻
“and twitter and grindr whatever they happen to be” H E L P.
THE LITTLE HAT THING AND THE LITTLE LAUGH AND HIS FACE I LOVE AZIRAPHALE SOOOOO MUCH
RAINY RAIN!
she wasn’t having an affair but she felt like it
ARE NINA AND MAGGIE GONNA KISS RIGHT NOW?
CROWLEY I KNOW YOU LIKE ROMANCE
nah i should’ve expected this 😔🙏
OHHHHHHHH jim is spilling the tea
hi shax 😄
VERY CLOSED
NO CROWLEY DONT LEAVE THE BOOKSHOP something’s gonna happen to him NOO IM NOT READYYYY
oh i thought shax was gonna see jim but there’s the miracle i forgot about that
anyway jim is obsessed with books falling and gravity i think it means something
WAR ON AZIRAPHALE?
OH MY GOD PROTECTIVE CROWLEY
“it’s always too late” i’m sick S I C K
i need to recover but i can’t wait to see the 1941 scenes
anyway so far i like how even though this season is very quiet gentle romantic and love centered, it’s not that different from season one, i noticed how well the plot and the romantic moments are mixed together and it’s not really just aziracrow
tagging @neil-gaiman since he said he was interested in reading live reactions
#good omens#good omens season 2#good omens season two#good omens season two spoilers#gos2 spoilers#gos2spoilers#go2 spoilers#gos2#gos2 reaction#spoilers
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I see you have your ships open! If it's ok, I'd like to request one! :3
So this one is for Stranger Things specifically, because I've finished ST4 and rewatched the entire show all over again, just in the middle - or a little over the middle - of ST3. Anyways, here is the info;
My name is Michelle. I am Latina, though I was born in Texas, really close to the beach. I am 4'10" (1.47m) with a hourglass-ish figure? I'm atheltic, as in I lift weights, and I used to do sports (not so much anymore considering I've been injured a lot). I have curly long brown hair, maybe a few inches above my belly button, with fair-ish skin? I'm not like tan caramel, but I'm not an ivory white if that makes sense. I have a lot of beauty marks/birthmarks speckled through out my body, and freckles mostly on my hips. I have an ethnic nose, which I'm deeply insecure about, but there's nothing I can do to change it without it costing money so. I also have dark brown eyes, under the sun they're a honey color. I have 2 piercings on my ear but I want a septum, and I want tattoos! I forgot to mention, I'm 18 and just graduated highschool, which isn't all that important but I figured I had to say it ahah. Oh! I also have a genetic mutation that gives me elf ears.
As for my personality, I'm very shy when you first meet me - unless I'm like okay, you have to talk to this person, just do it stop being a baby. But once you get to know me, I'm very talkative and people have said I bring the personality to conversations. While I am shy, I'm not gonna let my people get shit talked. I will defend those who I love, even if I can't stand up for myself. I love to make people laugh, and just happy. Jokingly, I would say my career was gonna be a comedian, but it's actually gonna be a Forensic Scientist. Which, btw, I'm very studious. I was always the "good student". Would get my work done first. Have good grades. One friend group thought I was really innocent, LOL. Also, my clothing style is like grunge-y, but I also have my pretty princess moments ;3!
My favorite band/singer as of rn is Ozzy Osbourne, and Metallica! :D
If you need any more info, please tell me! Thank you!
Thank you for requesting! Sorry it took a minute, but I hope you like it 💕
I ship you with: Eddie Munson
•Your relationship started when Eddie bumped into you and made you drop your cassette tapes
•When he saw the Metallica cassette, Eddie instantly liked you
•You two started hanging out nearly every day and started catching feelings for each other
•Your first date was having dinner at the bar his band just played at
•It was unconventional, but you liked Eddie so you went along with it
•Your height difference is adorable
•When Eddie hugs your head rests against his chest
•Since you have similar styles, you steal Eddie’s clothes
•Eddie loves seeing you in his clothes and always says you look better in them than he does
•But when you have to dress up, Eddie can’t keep his eyes or hands off you
•Since you two love to make people laugh, you constantly try to outdo one another with funny jokes
•Eddie is a supportive boyfriend and wants you to follow whatever career path you want
•But he likes telling people his girlfriend is going to be solving crimes some day
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Janis & Casey Pt.2
Janis: [gently push him away by the face when you’re satisfied he’s clean/you have to put a stop to the eye contact lmao ‘could use you as a plate now’ like well done]
Casey: [‘told you’ like yeah you could honey]
Janis: [get yourself a biscuit or something to go with this cuppa so you’re eating but don’t need a plate because that’s alright, not crossing the line just walking up to it]
Casey: [‘where do you want it?’ meaning the tea he has made cos where are we going and what are we doing but it intentionally sounds like which room are we crossing the line in rn immediately]
Janis: [walking into the lounge ‘thought we had time to watch [a film that was his fave when we were younger but he probably hasn’t rewatched in time] if you wanted’ because the whole energy has been comfort so we already had that in mind before but it’s about the safest thing you can suggest at this point]
Casey: [the adorable lil smile as he puts this tea on the coffee table and then picks her feet up and also puts them on there before finally tucking her into the blanket from before, because that’s the sweetest so you know damn well he’s gonna be sweet back]
Janis: [just patting the seat next to you and untucking one side of yourself so he can have some blanket this time]
Casey: [could not be sitting closer to her without literally snuggling, obvs moving her feet so her legs can be outstretched across him when he’s comfy because that’s better than the coffee table]
Janis: [making a scene of getting comfortable to somehow mask the fact you’re just getting comfy because you want to here, smile at him and then put this film on, saying you have to rent it or whatever]
Casey: [at least it is a film you’ll get into so I don’t have to worry what else you’ll be up to besides lowkey playing with her feet/basically just giving her a foot massage here on this day]
Janis: [no big deal, not like that’s going to feel really nice or anything and we’re gonna have to happy sigh about it]
Casey: [just bestie things nbd]
Janis: [‘proper day off’ like should be me doing that, such a result]
Casey: [‘no days off’ like * and soz you’ve gotta put up with me being the drama 24/7 in a way we genuinely mean cos he genuinely was in a state earlier and probably cannot fully recall what he even did say at points so]
Janis: [squeezing his forearm to be like oi it’s fine because it is, to us anyway, arguably a messy situation but you know, we still mean it too ‘don’t get to piss about like this at work though’]
Casey: [‘can have that then’ like you’re so welcome ‘’Cause I’m having your [whatever the dessert is] if you keep pissing about there’]
Janis: [laugh like wow, the real you comes out, I see ‘take Jimmy’s, don’t deprive me’ saying you don’t like it boy because I can]
Casey: [pausing this film despite how many times you’ve both seen it and moving her legs and getting up to get you both said dessert in an unnecessarily hot move the way he do]
Janis: [we see you doing the most always and we appreciate it on the low]
Casey: [you know he’s gonna play like he’ll feed her it when he comes back, you just know, but actually will settle for teasing her for a bit by not letting her have any before dipping his finger in the sauce and putting it on her lip like your turn to do this challenge obvs, no other reason why I did that]
Janis: [when you were obviously trying to get the plate off him without dropping it so by the nature of his next move it’s kind of pushing you back to where you were sat and you can’t even say anything to complain because then you might accidentally lick your lips and you aren’t losing a challenge so you’re fully LOOKING at him]
Casey: [just staring at her lips so hard, only to make sure she doesn’t lick them of course duh, that you purely feel the LOOK at first but you’ve gotta return it always]
Janis: [signing ‘how long did you do it for?’ because have to]
Casey: [‘I’ll tell you when you can stop’ cos he will let you know if you manage to beat him honestly but had to say it in that hot way]
Janis: [we’re fine, not at all dying, when you have to pout your lips out and make stupid faces to avoid fully just making a noise or something about this]
Casey: [eventually signalling she’s gone like a second over what he did when she has, cos soz she does have more willpower than you sir, it’s facts, by running his thumb over her bottom lip, because what else]
Janis: [biting your lip into your mouth the second you can, the fact his thumb is there is irrelevant soz ‘I’ve earnt that’ like he was gonna wipe it away and we’re 😠]
Casey: [picking up a spoon and feeding you gal, are we saying you’ve earnt it too or that you’ve gotta do the next challenge, there’s no telling because simply can’t and won’t speak atm]
Janis: [just pausing with this spoon in our mouth to look at him to work out as much but deciding it’s so easy you’re doing it regardless like watch me, fully have to be here with your mouth open, yep, good thinking]
Casey: [watching her SO intently, we see how y’all flirt, speaking of, you can’t tell me he’s not gonna touch her throat and that it’s only because we’re trying to cheat and make her swallow it like a dog with a pill, we know you of the future and he just wanted to]
Janis: [gonna have to say it works because if you don’t swallow HARD right now, you’d fully spit it out at him instead and you gotta have some decorum here, so then we’re playfighting you with more vigour like you cheating bastard lmao]
Casey: [letting it happen and be the most until you’re so ridiculously close to making out and then saying the pause button gets lent on by one of you and how loud the film is when all you’ve heard for ages is each other breathing and the like will make you jump and stop your shenanigans]
Janis: [the way you’re gonna jump so far apart is sending me, recover from your heart attack and let the film carry on like that was the plan]
Casey: [you two would not find it at all hilarious but me and my boo do, soz ‘nearly died then’ for the literal surprise but also the double meaning of it]
Janis: [a ‘me too’ noise and gesturing at your throat like you nearly choked to death on that dessert]
Casey: [‘I’m sorry, come here’ rubbing her back in a not at all bants there there pats kind of way and a very much hot af way actually]
Janis: [‘you better be’ the way we allow so much casual touch is not at all subtle, leaning forward to get the rest of this dessert and eat it in front of him, like you said you wouldn’t]
Casey: [I’m imagining his head resting on her shoulder so he can peep out from behind and watch her eat it whilst lowkey continuing the back rub, what’s the need]
Janis: [y’all are having too nice a time, better be home time soon lmao, Bobby get in here I s2g]
Casey: [it’s gotta be approaching that o clock, PLEASE, Libi will come steamrolling in as well and try and chat to Janis like hey gal]
Janis: [have to do your mature mother figure thing and talk to these children about their day, lowkey really not bothered right now but you know, a distraction, even if we keep looking over at Casey]
Casey: [the way he would normally leave a room the second these kids enter it, full offense, but today he just wants to be near her]
Janis: [we would be expecting you to naturally so the fact you haven’t we’re like oh, lowkey like well you guys get on having snacks and doing homework or whatever, we’re just finishing this film, they’re film nerds, have to respect it]
Casey: [I’m sure they’re in the kitchen having snacks and discussing its merits and faults in their opinion, at length, lol]
Janis: [god bless the fact it’s all in sign so it’s not annoying as hell lmao]
Casey: [truly, cos you know he’s about to spend a sec slagging them off to Janis in sign so Libi don’t overhear cos they annoy him anyway but rn the interruption is even more so than standard]
Janis: [giving it the be nice but being 😏 at whatever he’s saying because can’t help it energy, when you go to suggest that they could finish it in his room but you know that that is not a smart move so about halfway through that sign you wave it off like never mind]
Casey: [‘go on, what was you gonna say’ signed, because cannot just not know]
Janis: [changing it so it’s YOU can finish it in your room, if they’re doing your head in but you would’ve started with we before so it’s not as if he can’t work it out]
Casey: [changing it back to we can and adding if you want because he do know and bad idea or not, he’d wanna do it and wanna hear that you also want to]
Janis: [genuinely thinking because obviously want to, also it wouldn’t be such a hard and fast rule like I will NOT go in your room because we’re mates is the point of everything we try to do but then we’re thinking and are like ‘you’ve not changed your sheets’ because obviously not]
Casey: [‘take me a sec’ like hold on I shall go do it now]
Janis: [‘don’t worry’ like we can just as easy stay here]
Casey: [a shrug like you’re not devastated about it, put this film back on and try to get remotely back into it]
Janis: [looking at him like should I say no let’s go but eventually turning back and trying to do the same, putting your feet back on him and getting as comfortable as you were, at least physically]
Casey: [relaxing a little bit when she does that even though it’s blatantly not the same now cos you’re like hyperaware of Bobby and Libi’s presence and she blatantly would have been like why are you not at work rn Janis so it would’ve made you feel really awks even though the tea of your feels is not being spilled]
Janis: [we all are, signing that they’ll be pissing off to his room in a sec to show as much but yeah, we definitely would’ve said we just fancied chucking a sicky ‘cos who you gon’ tell on us to lol but still, ‘tis not the same and we’re casually gutted]
Casey: [so is he, not at all casually taking all the willpower he does have to not be like CAN YOU JUST PISS OFF at Bobby and Libi rn and his body language do be reflecting how annoyed he is]
Janis: [taking your turn to rub his back but you are clearly aware that that’s weirdly close because you’re doing it below their eyeshot, concealed by the sofa cushions only, idk if that’s helpful or not honestly but you have to try]
Casey: [it would feel good regardless, there’s no denying that as it’s literally her job, just trying not to react too hard cos Libi isn’t deaf]
Janis: [such a cockblock, babe lollollol, that’s how you know your relationship isn’t strictly platonic ‘cos there should be no reason you can’t fully carry on as you were, we see y’all]
Casey: [that’s the scalding hot tea of this always and I shamelessly love it, likewise am shamelessly gonna let you make a quiet noise because it’s been a long day of not]
Janis: [there’s a film on, it’s FINE, mind yo business and do your fractions idk]
Casey: [following it up with a ‘fuck’ that should mean I shouldn’t have made that sound and you should stop but means that feels so good don’t and it’s blatantly obvious what the distinction is, cos I will play with fire forever and nobody can stop me]
Janis: [whispering your own ‘fuck’ back purely in response because that took you by as much surprise as the unpausing debacle before but we’re still going ‘cos obviously you are tense and we can]
Casey: [the theme of today is carrying on when y’all should not, what a time to be alive, getting a gf and realising how much it matters she’s not Janis really did bring us here]
Janis: [oh lads, never change]
Casey: [proud of you for the amount of restraint you’re showing by not indecently saying her name rn, cos cannot be overstated how much he wants to]
Janis: [we’re way too into and focused on going in with this massage, going to need Libi to ask something to make you stop, not flinging your arm away though so your hands still there]
Casey: [the way he was breathing before, there are no notes but DAMN, and how immediately he stops when Libi says whatever she says, likewise no notes except do y’all wanna look guiltier rn]
Janis: [thank god neither of you have remotely entertained this because seriously lol]
Casey: [it’d look even weirder if you got up and left while this film is obvs still playing so you’re gonna have to just deal, boy]
Janis: [lowkey being snippy with Libi then you have to be like soz I think I do have a bit of a headache actually ‘cos we’re that on edge]
Casey: [immediately getting up and getting her the headache tablets from earlier even if this headache is entirely fake because there’s a chance it isn’t with everything and he knows that, goes without saying it’s lingering and almost a handhold when he gives them to her]
Janis: [at this point it ain’t gonna hurt girl, taking them and running your thumb over the back of his hand ‘tah’]
Casey: [we see you watching her swallow despite it all, sir, truly don’t ever change ‘it’s nowt’ cos isn’t compared to all the shit she’s done for him earlier]
Janis: [shrug like still and take your excuse of this headache to fully lie on this sofa, so it’s more your legs on him than your feet now and do that kind of smug laugh like ha ha I’m getting comfy ‘cos it’s all bants but really we don’t wanna have to keep looking at Libi like is she looking over]
Casey: [it’s the wordless big show of taking care of her and making her even more comfortable because of this headache for me]
Janis: [you’re too sweet and we can neither discuss nor think about it tbh]
Casey: [don’t at all need to touch her forehead like we’re checking her temperature and then just lowkey stroke her whole face but we can and we are because Bobby and Libi don’t know from these angles, I’d also like to point out he’s turned this film down a bit, potentially dangerous but v thoughtful and likewise probably put you as much in the dark as the time of day and weather/season will allow]
Janis: [we know nursing when you really need it can make you feel really awkward so the fact you’re allowing this really speaks volumes here to how much you just wanna keep in this close and dangerous bubble y’all are in ‘it kills’ as if you’re purely moaning about this headache rn but we all see the potential double meaning]
Casey: [me here like !!! cos it really does, ‘you’ll be okay’ using okay and the softest voice to make up for the fact he can’t call her baby or whatever he accidentally said earlier deliberately this time, shamelessly seeing this double meaning and telling you he’s gonna make it better regardless like that’s remotely fine and something you should be saying]
Janis: [like honestly, excuse me Bibi, who says that to someone with a headache they aren’t trying to seduce lmao, clearly y’all are chatting up a storm of your own and we all need to be thankful for that rn ‘sorry I ruined the film’ making it so clear we absolutely aren’t but it’s an excuse to find the blanket out for him again like please, settle and watch the ending]
Casey: [‘nothing’s ruined’ cos he LOVES taking care of peeps we know this, not in a put upon big brother Jimothy I’m used to it so I will manner but in a genuine I’ll do what I can to try and fix this for you even when I can’t way, but snuggling into this blanket how he wishes he could snuggle her cos same energy as the phone call tbh]
Janis: [enjoy your by-proxy snuggles right now ‘cos you can’t go there huns, at least you both will genuinely be more cosy and relaxed now]
Casey: [the tea of bibi may well be that they’re in love with each other and forever distracted by it but they ain’t gonna overlook y’all spooning on this sofa so yeah, take what you can get for now]
Janis: [we all know they have their own energy going on at all times, I’m only judging y’all slightly for not seeing this in the air tonight lmao, could never be me]
Casey: [don’t get me started on how they’re in their own world because he can only communicate with her so much of the time, Ro wishes she had that with Ali sweetie]
Janis: [hmm, deafen yourself to prove it’s real babe but exactly, we all know it’s made you INTENSELY close, god bless]
Casey: [Winnie would like it on the record that she’s also at least partly raised by mcvickers and they are appaz incapable of raising kids who aren’t codependent af so]
Janis: [Winnie came here to drag hoes, okay sir, speaking of codependent you probably do genuinely wanna go watch your own film right now, not just a copout to get out of this situation, it’s your whole thing]
Casey: [soz not soz it 1000% benefits JC rn and they can just bide their time knowing it’ll be a thing]
Janis: [not that you can immediately jump up off this sofa girl, not amatuer hour]
Casey: [and it’s not like you want to, immediately like thank fuck for that energy without voicing it, full offense bibi, but as immediately asking how she is by being like ‘there owt you need now they’ve pissed off out the way?’ giving saucy hospital vibes with it purely because I can]
Janis: [amused by your reaction but not because we’re disagreeing ‘cos rn as pleased to see the back of you, soz guys, taking your time pondering for the such a high maintenance bitch bants but also because you’re like what can I ask for and what can’t I, really ‘could do with a drink, if you don’t mind starting a bit early’]
Casey: [squeezing her leg how you would if you were doing an it’s okay/don’t worry I’m on it hand hold moment but it’s her literal leg and it’s y’all in this mood so it’s not that ‘never gonna mind’ do we mean starting early or because it’s you or both, we all know what the answer is, doing the hot move he did earlier to get out obvs]
Janis: [‘surprise me’ because you probably know whatever she most often drinks but we’re saying you can go off and make something fancier if you wanna for the flex because that is the kind of mood we’re in]
Casey: [this boy will never turn down a chance to show off what he believes to be the only thing he’s any good at or make a feelsy personalised drink for somebody so you didn’t even need to say it gal but we love that you did ‘just a sec’ like hang in there baby]
Janis: [just get comfy but in a way you can blatantly watch him instead of the hiding energy you were doing before]
Casey: [how awks it would be if you flopped but it’s alright you’re gonna slay, how fast and how well he did that right then is a legit skill, all I’ve got to say, thanks to his alcoholic parents but no full credit for you ever]
Janis: [we know you like your job because it’s actually a stressful one you don’t get to just stand there and flirt actually so we’re always gonna support your endeavours there]
Casey: [intensely ready for her first sip reaction when we bring this drink to her to the point that he doesn’t even sit down/get her comfy on him again yet because can’t risk missing it]
Janis: [when you can’t help but grin because he’s a dork and you love it ‘no pressure, like’ but obviously we have said sip and are like damn because of course you’ve got it spot on]
Casey: [‘us who made it’ like excuse you the pressure’s on me, oh the sheer RELIEF as if she was gonna hate it and spit it out cos he’s not Jimothy about it but he do think he’s not good at anything too, so many thanks Ian]
Janis: [oh Ian you bastard, we are just telling you how nice it is and what we like about it and pushing it at you like go on, have some yourself]
Casey: [the biggest grin ever because obvs she’s not just taking the piss or only telling him what he wants to hear and that’s actually quite rare for him as far as gals and compliments so trying not to blush or look away about it, gratefully taking the drink so he can focus on taking a sip of it and not do either ‘it’s alright’ like yeah it’s not shit, more surprised than we should be frankly, not keeping that out of his voice for her like he would if he was talking to other peeps though]
Janis: [taking the drink back to have some more and nudging his arm like hey ‘you saying I’ve got shit taste?’ but we’re being soft ‘cos we know what you were actually surprised at there]
Casey: [‘not in drinks’ because we have to Jimothy shade always, we can’t not]
Janis: [‘walked into that’ because yep, you did]
Casey: [‘don’t make your headache worse’ for the ‘bants’ like I know you’ve got loads of regrets about picking him but no need to upset yourself rn thinking about them]
Janis: [putting a finger in one ear and taking a big sip of your drink in the other hand like not listening]
Casey: [‘or give yourself hiccups’ don’t think she would because covering your ears and drinking stops them but you can say it and be wrong]
Janis: [loling like no you’re wrong, don’t actually give yourself hiccups by loling, would be funny]
Casey: [her lol is so cute don’t actually die]
Janis: [just asking you questions about work like what drink do you have to make the most, which is the most annoying order etc etc]
Casey: [answering and telling her any new funny work stories while you’re at it because I’m sure you have loads and they’re always happening so she can’t have already heard them all]
Janis: [join in and regale him on all the strange thing you have seen in your job recently ‘maybe it has been a bit since we properly chatted’ very I missed this too energy]
Casey: [doing the 🤏 with an OTT sad face because you actually are sad about it seeing as you’re not at the pregnancy era yet and actively trying not to talk to her but clearly for reasons it has been a minute nevertheless]
Janis: [the reasons are you can’t trust yourselves fully but still, you’re both trying here, so we’re smushing your face like don’t ‘break my heart, you’ obviously in a jokey tone but likewise we know you’re not not sad about the mess yous find yourselves in]
Casey: [mhmm and it wouldn’t only be hard in person cos we all know if he gets drunk/high and the mood is right he’d send her messages/call her being extra and then it’s awkward because there’s knowing he used to have a crush on you as a kid and then there’s him saying shit now that you both have to then deal with, but anyway, ‘first to go’s what ain’t mine’ like duh and like you’re a kid breaking Jimothy’s toys so you don’t your own]
Janis: [winnie says do that next flops, he’s such an evil drama bear, but we’re just shaking our head at that like ugh and having more drink]
Casey: [we can, there’s plenty of chances for it to happen over the decade cos never gonna be a one time thing, cheekily steal her drink and have a bit just because it’s intimate and hot ‘if your heart had my name on, like’ even more shamelessly like IF YOU BELONGED TO ME I’D NEVER HURT YOU]
Janis: [‘hope you ain’t waiting for me to make you one’ like it will not be as good, I can tell you that now ‘and I already put in my shift’ like you got that massage, remember, taking the glass back even though it’s basically empty at this point I imagine ‘you can say what you like with an if’]
Casey: [‘and if you’re waiting for me to teach you how to make it, I’ll put that shift in’ emphasis on the if but not waiting himself at all before pulling her up and leading her to wherever y’all are gonna do exactly that]
Janis: [when this is the shit you do like]
Casey: [showing her how AND telling her why different ingredients, nothing as shady as lemon cos you’re a bitter hoe lol but that kind of thing because it’s always feelsy and deliberate why he picks things]
Janis: [a cocktail drag lmao, there’s no way we’re not in our own feels over this because it’s too nice, just gotta focus ridiculously hard on making this drink rn don’t mind us]
Casey: [the adorable concentration face KILLING us]
Janis: [there’s also no way this isn’t making you remember the CG days when you and Jimothy first got together so that’s another distraction we’re trying to avoid here, going through it lmao]
Casey: [oh the latte art era, god knows what time he comes home from work but sis I am DREADING it]
Janis: [no but fr, gonna die honey; when you’ve finished your attempt here give it him and be like ‘marks out of 10’ so seriously because competitive always and must not totally flop lmao]
Casey: [‘7’ as seriously ‘top parrot, you, but you never even tried to put your own spin on it’]
Janis: [‘flairs a whole 3 points?’ but shrugging like fine, can’t argue with experience]
Casey: [‘you’ve got the basics down, make us one’ meaning a drink that is feelsy for you to represent him because challenges always ‘give you loads more points then’
Janis: [when you cannot turn down a challenge but you’re worrying about it so you do a OTT pout ‘I can’t chat it up like you’ ‘cos we feel crap with emotions, which isn’t Jimothy’s fault he’s just a lot more outwardly emotional and we feel lacking, esp. In this confusing era so]
Casey: [‘I’ll watch you, let it speak for itself’ cos don’t even have to say anything, we’ll know why]
Janis: [nod like okay and get to work girl]
Casey: [said he would so an excuse to STARE at you]
Janis: [not like we’d keep looking at you to try and guess what you’re thinking anyway and then we’re also having to LOOK]
Casey: [‘sod coming down the club, you’re gonna have to work there’ blurting that out because she looks so good rn and you’re so into this on every level]
Janis: [‘sleeps for the weak anyway’ ‘cos we all know you still struggle and some people really do have day and night jobs and that is insanity but anyway, trying not to do our own blushing at how hard you’re looking ‘won’t steal your job, anyway’ like they’d probably replace a barmaid not a lad]
Casey: [nod because he doesn’t sleep well either until they are together in the future ‘Oi, you need a sit down?’ genuinely like is this blush because of that headache you have, no waiting for a reply before we pull out a chair and literally sit her on it in another hot move]
Janis: [converting the gasp into a way more dramatically offended one ‘no handicapping me’ but we aren’t getting up because why would we really]
Casey: [‘I’ll do the next one no hands’ like it’s fine we’ll even things back up but the implication of what his hands would therefore be doing is the realest]
Janis: [raising a brow like believe that when I see it but not risking saying anything ourself in this moment]
Casey: [eating an ice cube or something for no reason other than the mood y’all are in today]
Janis: [grab your own in payback energy and trace it over your lips before putting it in his drink as if you remotely think he’s going to be like ew gross]
Casey: [grabbing one that’s new and just coming over to run it over the back of her neck while she’s trying to concentrate like you’re so hot and headachey let me help you]
Janis: [‘you’re cheating’ really shouldn’t bring out the c word but we have to for that reason]
Casey: [‘helping’ like it’s a * and running it up her neck at the front now to her throat cos of how he cheated before like doesn’t that help so much]
Janis: [swallowing so hard we’re not breathing for a hot sec here ‘don’t you want it to be good?’ because obviously we mean this drink, hello]
Casey: [‘it’ll be good’ cos we have 0 doubt, moving this ice cube to her face for the headache of it all, going everywhere casually ‘close your eyes’ cos will do your eyelids as well obvs]
Janis: [‘not if you spoil it’ but this is as we’re closing our eyes because this isn’t an insane thing for you two to be doing in the kitchen when the kids are home, just catching a water droplet that rolls down our cheek with our tongue]
Casey: [the shiver he would do that has nothing to do with this ice when she does that and her feeling it with her eyes closed, bye]
Janis: [doing a smile you probably thought was small enough to not be noticed but he’s that close right now I’m 100% sure he did, you can open your eyes though ‘don’t warn you about playing with ice’ like he’s freezing now]
Casey: [he’s 10000% the dickhead to trace said smile with his thumb so she KNOWS he saw it, soz not soz ‘who do we ring?’ gotta let the world know energy because this is such a massive secret moment, as he’s putting in his mouth said ice that’s been all over her body near enough and biting it for the pure feral hotness of that]
Janis: [when that shamelessly makes you smile a little bigger sorry ‘bout it ‘can make a PSA’ framing him with our hands like alright, poster boy but then we can’t look away from these ice biting shenanigans even if we should because it’s obvious we’re DYING, tracing where the ice cube went with our fingers, not thinking about it just doing it]
Casey: [alright so I’m gonna have Bobby loudly bebop down these stairs cos if I don’t there’s no chance in hell Casey won’t kiss and/or lick said ice cube trails and y’all aren’t ready to go there, soz Bobby that you’ve gotta be collateral damage when you’re only coming to make a cuppa or pour some juice for you and Libi but a cockblock and the ensuing frustrated angry outburst is the only way we’re derailing this rn, therefore: his ‘fuck this’ of PURE frustration and the cliche of pushing everything off the table/counter until there’s booze, glass and ice literally everywhere and potentially blood as well if he’s cut himself whilst doing it, and since we’ve almost crossed the line between y’all today, why wouldn’t I stay in my villain era and have him almost cross the one where he doesn’t hurt his little brother by pushing him so hard out of the way as one’s coming into the kitchen and the other’s trying to leave, shouting at a deaf kid to get out of his way cos we don’t just mean you we mean everybody, just let him be with Janis ffs, it’s cinematic baby but not in a nice way, Bobby left absolutely shooketh probably with some of Casey’s blood on him, meaning poor Janis has no choice but to comfort him before she can even think about trying to do anything for Casey or about the mess, which speaking of, lord knows what else is gonna get broken as he makes his way from the kitchen to his room/whilst he’s in said room cos we’re fully in a red mist blackout moment, RIP possibly to so many things]
Janis: [what a literal mess in every way, at least we can sign and lowkey make up some work related beef that’s why Casey is in such a mood, not to cover ourselves although obviously it helps but to try and act as if there was any justification for that beyond what we cannot remotely put words to let alone tell Bobby to make him feel better; Libi probably gonna come running down the stairs when he starts smashing up his room so at least you can do the bulk of the comforting whilst we clean up this kitchen again, try not to get injured yourself ‘cos broken glass is such a bitch]
Casey: [I can’t and won’t apologise for the fact that the vibe for such a long time is Janis actually making some decent progress and then Bobby/Jimothy/both intentionally or unintentionally ruining said progress so it sadly tracks that everything she did today and tried to do would be undone]
Janis: [we all know that’s the era we’re in right now, eventually we can come up the stairs and head to the bathroom and get the first aid things you might need, knock and leave them at your door]
Casey: [just gonna message you however much later after however long he’d need to be calm enough to do so, cos we know not what we did and we have to ask]
Casey: What did I do
Janis: cleared the counter and pushed Bobby out the way
Janis: he’s fine though
Casey: it ain’t his blood then
Janis: No, just yours
Casey: alright
Janis: you all sorted now
Casey: I’ll say yeah to stop you involving yourself in sorting us out
Janis: I weren’t gonna
Casey: can’t help yourself, you
Janis: if you’d cut an artery you’d have bled out by now
Casey: gutted, still here
Janis: they’re gonna head off to my nan’s, now
Janis: if you wanna apologize or not
Casey: you said he’s fine
Janis: he is
Casey: then there’s sod all to chuck him a sorry for
Janis: you don’t have to, just letting you know
Casey: you might wanna let him know he can say tah to me whenever he’s ready, like, doing him more favours than you and your husband are
Janis: I wouldn’t be waiting about for it
Casey: I won’t
Janis: I’ve already said sorry so he’s not going without regardless
Casey: expect nowt less, both of you treat him like a little girl instead of a lad
Janis: he came down to get a drink and got a massive jumpscare that had nothing to do with him
Casey: he wouldn’t have been scared if you pair hadn’t kept him soft
Janis: yeah, he would
Casey: I get it, piss easier to tell yourselves it’s me doing it wrong instead, keep him walking about as a victim with his head down ‘cause Jim can’t hack anything else
Janis: You don’t stop being scared, you just hide it better
Casey: you should write posters for [the school counsellor's name whatever it is]’ office walls
Janis: keep that career advice in mind
Casey: I keep dragging you out your proper job, might have to
Janis: just a half day, Gracie can’t exactly change the locks on me for it
Casey: chuffed for you, but I better go soon
Janis: yep, have fun
Casey: more than I’d have hanging about and having to listen to Jim go on and on after you’ve told him
Janis: the kitchens clean, Bobby can decide if he thinks it’s worth mentioning or not when he gets back
Casey: if
Casey: don’t make me fucking laugh
Casey: what goes on they don’t have a cosy little chat about
Janis: if you were jealous, you have a weird way of showing it
Casey: ain’t been jealous of how matey they are since I were 12, bit late to try and make that dig
Janis: it isn’t a dig, it clearly bothers you, I just don’t understand in what way if it isn’t feeling left out
Casey: you heard me before, he’s turned Bob into him, as if his life weren’t gonna be hard enough as it was
Janis: I don’t think he did it on purpose ‘cos he thinks he’s class
Janis: that’s what happens, better and worse
Casey: you wouldn’t think badly of him, especially not when it obviously gets you going how pathetic he is, can’t be a negative in your opinion, can it
Janis: just makes no sense, he’s pathetic and has no self-esteem but also is narcissistic enough to make Bobby in his own image, you’re talking shit
Janis: we’re all bits of the people that raised us
Casey: it don’t make no sense that he reckons everything he does is wrong but he reckons an’ all he’s done loads better than me, it’s how things are in his head any road
Janis: You can both be wrong, that’s hardly a stretch
Casey: could, I’m not though
Janis: congrats to you being the only one who’s right then
Casey: take my celebrations elsewhere, don’t worry
Casey: seeing as I must be the only one who knows where and when he ain’t wanted too
Janis: you’re going to work, not being thrown out
Casey: told you earlier I don’t start til [a time that’s clearly a while away yet if Jimothy hasn’t returned home himself cos I doubt you’re working into the night are you hun]
Janis: you don’t wanna be here, no one’s said you have to go
Casey: he will when he gets in, Bob’s probably already crying to him about it
Janis: I don’t know
Janis: you don’t wanna be here to find out then
Casey: could just say you want me to go one further and smack this brother
Janis: of course I don’t
Casey: you sure, standard foreplay for you both when my dad had a go is what it always looked like to me
Janis: shut up
Casey: or what
Janis: or what nothing, you’re making yourself sound like a kid with no clue
Casey: that’s all I was back then, don’t you remember
Janis: and it’s been long enough none of us have got that excuse now
Casey: have a word to your man, it’s how he still treats us
Janis: you make your own case
Casey: there you go again, making it sound like you proper want me to hurt him
Janis: you’re hearing what you want to there
Janis: I’ve done enough, I’m not getting more involved
Casey: Weren’t me asking you to clean up, took it upon yourself
Janis: ‘cos I’m just fuming I had to sweep up some glass and get the mop out
Casey: I’d have done it
Janis: it’s not important
Casey: it’s my mess, how’s that not important
Janis: it wasn’t just your mess, that’s why it’s fine I cleaned it up
Casey: it ain’t fine, but fuck it, long as you’re not bleeding an’ all
Janis: nah, it’s not but I’m not acting like a plaster or some bleach will sort it so
Casey: there’s no sorting it, blankets and a film wasn’t gonna do it neither, I should’ve just let you get on at work
Janis: it is what it is
Casey: I am who am I, product of who raised me, how you said
Janis: ain’t we all
Casey: yeah, fucked every one of us, it’s well cheery
Casey: and I’ve gone and left you sod all to drink
Janis: yeah well, you’re a prick
Casey: can have the cigarettes, if you fancy
Janis: I act enough like a kid without encouragement
Casey: bollocks, your trouble is you don’t act enough like the kid you used to be
Janis: could take that diagnosis a bit more serious if you weren’t pissing blood over your trashed bedroom right now, soz
Casey: it’s a start, she never did listen to me
Janis: did you make sure you got the glass out
Casey: you had to let me know I were the one bleeding but you reckon I’ll have sat there and worked out if there’s glass
Janis: are you gonna let me in then
Casey: have a job to stop you with the state of this door
Janis: fuck’s sake
Casey: what happened to getting no more involved anyway
Janis: it don’t extend to letting you get some kind of infection ‘cos you’re walking about with glass in you, obviously
Casey: it’ll work its way out, always has done before
Janis: just let me have a look, don’t be a baby about it
Casey: I ain’t, a baby would be massively bothered
Janis: whatever, I’m looking
Janis: no one wants you getting pus in their order
Casey: really should be working there, I weren’t wrong about that either
Janis: [come through to this room with the tweezers and alcohol rub or whatever to sort this out, pretending we do not see the carnage as much as doesn’t make you look insane because we’re not in the mood to bring it up right this second tah, sit on the edge of this bed and motion like show me your hands then]
Casey: [do because you have to do everything she says that’s simply who you are, realistically there probably is a tiny piece of glass lurking at least, if not a bigger piece he just wasn’t in the mood to deal with, cos like my boo said, it’s truly a bastard and it gets everywhere]
Janis: [the splinters are a nightmare, just focus on getting this done, quickly giving you a once over with our eyes like is there anywhere else or are you good ‘what about your feet?’ ‘cos we clearly were not wearing shoes, we all remember your foot massage but we don’t wanna just grab your feet for said reason rn]
Casey: [obvs he’s gonna wave his feet to inspect like hey but also because I’m in my villain era I’m gonna say that 1. He has an adorable cut on his face somewhere from this absolutely feral flying glass and 2. That she has some in her hair that he notices when she’s bending her head to tend to wounds that he then gets out and feels like utter shit about but does give him the excuse to fully check her over as well because what they do]
Janis: [giving you a really? look like you’re gonna be waving your feet around like enough damage has not been done but we’re not FUMING about it just like ugh but do clean up his feet too first because it’s always the feet, I’m sure that’s where yours was when you had to rush to Bobby and then a little when you were cleaning ‘cos you can’t clean up glass without that happening but we would’ve sorted that out ourself before we came up; bringing your head back up when he does that like he was trying to get your attention but then you’re like oh ‘safety hazard’ like there could be untold shards hiding in there lol, then you can see his face and clean that ‘very action man’]
Casey: [barely letting her finish his face before he’s up on his feet because too emotional about the fact that he could’ve hurt you and lowkey has a little bit because glass in your feet hurts like a bitch we both know from experience and if he could cry he would but he can’t so we’re just !!! and can’t sit still]
Janis: [almost jumping up yourself in surprise like what, and his name being half-way out when you likewise decide to not, just packing and closing the first aid kit like that’s all, I’m done ‘no more meddling’ and more carefully getting up to leave like you don’t need to boy]
Casey: [automatically thinking that her surprise was a flinch and wanting to curl up and die actually because you already know Bobby is scared of you and has been for such a long time and the sound you make because you really wanna cry now and you still can’t is just the absolute worst and saddest]
Janis: [‘hey’ in a likewise sad but comforting voice like come on and turning back ‘round to take a step from the door ‘nothing happened that can’t be sorted’]
Casey: [‘you’re hurt’ because she is and we might as well have hit her for how horrible we feel about it]
Janis: [‘it was an accident’ because it was, you didn’t aim the glass at us or Bobby like ‘and you was just gonna leave it on yourself’ like it’s not that bad, remember]
Casey: [‘that were my fault’ like duh I don’t actually deserve and first aid or comfort but you do]
Janis: [‘it was both our fault’ because we shouldn’t have been doing what we were doing with you so we do feel responsible for our part in it, not being martyrlike or guilt-trippy about it ‘I’m okay, Bobby’s okay, yeah’]
Casey: [‘I dunno how to leave it out’ meaning stop doing everything they were doing prior as much as the angry outburst cos genuinely can’t and won’t clearly]
Janis: [‘I know you don’t’ sit back down ‘but I don’t either so I’m clearly the shittest person to try and help you’]
Casey: [‘even if you wasn’t the only person I’d got, you’re the only person I want’ because nobody else is helping him obvs but we don’t just want the help cos you’re the only person who still gives enough of a shit to try, she’s as obvs pretty good at it on the whole]
Janis: [‘I should let you find out, at least’ not like you’re forcing him into this relationship you do have but I understand why it feels like that from your POV rn so yeah, shrug ‘I dunno, does it have to be this way?’ like surely fucking not]
Casey: [‘I found out what a lot of use everybody else ain’t ages ago’ shoutout to the school therapist but we also mean our brothers and father and any of his gfs who’ve tried to involve themselves over the years or any of his own mates or other peeps who have]
Janis: [‘people are shit’ ‘cos we are incapable of disagreeing, no matter how old we are, we’ve seen some absolute flops of people throughout our life]
Casey: [‘you’re not and I love you for it’ because true, and we don’t simply mean you’re not shit about our anger, she’s never a flop across the board, soz not soz]
Janis: [when the yes I am is on your face but you don’t wanna say it ‘cos of how whiney it sounds so then you’re just making a grumpy face about it ‘I’m alright’ 😏 eventually like fine]
Casey: [‘you heard’ at the face because no you’re not gal and we won’t have it said or suggested otherwise thank you, doing his own smirk back like yep I’m right when she eventually accepts it]
Janis: [‘and you’re not as bad as you reckon either’ with a little push like ‘scuse me works both ways ‘but this is fucked’]
Casey: [putting his hand over hers when she pushes him and keeping it there because we don’t believe you but we wish we could and at the very least we’re with you about how fucked everything is]
Janis: [resting our head on your shoulder ‘I don’t know what to do’]
Casey: [lowkey checking her hair over and over for more glass with his fingers because not over finding some and how scary that was ‘I’ll never let it happen again’ meaning you getting hurt but meaning too losing control in all the ways that lead up to it, not a promise you can stick to but regardless one he sincerely means in this moment]
Janis: [when you as equally do not wanna sound like a bitch like umm okay that’s likely and like you don’t want him to make that promise for obvious reasons because like you said, you should, so you settle for a noise that doesn’t really commit you to any sort of response before ‘I’ll try’ in a quieter voice]
Casey: [not this boy hugging her when he doesn’t hug anyone else, it’s FINE ‘I’m gonna make it okay’ easier said than done and also lowkey vague but it’s what he so badly wants to do for her rn and always]
Janis: [just nod from inside this hug like alright, that’s the plan, despite our reservations legit or otherwise, we likewise want it for you so we have to agree]
Casey: [letting her go even though he would not want to in the slightest like okay that’s the first step to fixing this I gotta]
Janis: [likewise actually getting up despite having no desire to ‘until he’s back, you can have run of the house, I’m having a nap’ doubt it but the headache is probably way more real now so you have an excuse to go to your room and let Casey have that space]
Casey: [‘headache back?’ have to ask as she’s going even though he should just leave her be cos that bitch]
Janis: [‘only gonna get worse’ like Jimothy is gonna kick off big time himself, not you admitting you’re really just hiding]
Casey: [‘bath might help’ him just shamelessly like well if you wanna hide that door has a lock on it so]
Janis: [‘could’ve told me I needed one before now’ ‘cos you did come back from a lil run lol ‘not a bad idea’ because it is not]
Casey: [‘you never before I showered you in [whatever alcohol was a casualty of war being listed here because god, the drama, RIP]’ this time just shamelessly admitting she looked hot post run yet again]
Janis: [‘I am well sticky now’ looking down at the lowkey mess of your gym clothes like yeah, real, again this is why y’all are terrible at this, we all know he said it earlier but you could just not rn thanks hun]
Casey: [we all see you following her gaze with your own eyes, boy ‘I’ll run it, have a lie down til I shout you’ telling her what to do is saucy enough but literally telling her to get in bed rn, okay, also the way you’re implying here in this bed cos of how I deliberately didn’t say go and have a lie down]
Janis: [‘cheers’ with a real smile, will make you go to your own bed though or you really are not trying at all ma’am ‘bubbles please’ as you’re walking out like don’t half-arse it]
Casey: [shaking his head like oh you so high maintenance but we are all 10000% aware there will be and candles so it can be dimly lit for the headache, obvs no other reason]
Janis: [oh you two]
Casey: [trying so hard to be a couple more like, not at all trying so hard not to be, despite the fact he said he’d shout her, coming in and so softly being like ‘hey’ and then gesturing ‘come on’ when this bath is ready cos not gonna shout when you have a headache duh it’s not at all that you literally can’t leave each other alone]
Janis: [opening one eye from your lying position to give back the same ‘hey’ before propping yourself up and fully getting up to follow him, taking off the clothes it’s appropriate to as you’re walking to the bathroom and not shut in yet, like socks, letting your hair out of whatever ponytail vibe you were rocking etc]
Casey: [in no world do you need to lead her to this bathroom, she lives here, she knows where it is, but the boy is and he’s not stopping til he’s in the doorway and we all know you’re gonna have to brush against each other for her to get past, it’s blatant]
Janis: [it’s too real, you’re both ridiculous but we have to stan, likewise you could walk into the bathroom before stopping to survey his handiwork like hmm not shabby at all, boy; but no, you need to likewise lean on the otherside of the door frame like that isn’t ridiculously close, turning your head to look at him ‘you need a piss before I get in?’ with don’t ruin my relaxation bants but you’re just lingering and we all see it]
Casey: [shaking his head ‘you alright to get in?’ like she’s so high maintenance she won’t be happy and needs 10000s more things before this bath is right but likewise you just don’t wanna leave]
Janis: [‘not 90, just act it’ as if he was offering to physically get you in the bath there, but give his shoulder a little squeeze as you actually step into the room properly ‘make a well good boyfriend, you’]
Casey: [‘still bring you a sherry’ like if you really want hun, cos it’s an old lady drink so bants but also something it’s unlikely either of y’all were using in your cocktail sesh and therefore still safe at the back of the cupboard or wherever]
Janis: [making a face like ew ‘not sure I’ve ever had it outside of a dirty pint or whatever’ because not something you’re reaching for by choice is it ‘but go on then, why not’ like you fully just want to keep interacting, you do not need it remotely bitch]
Casey: [idk what because I’m not a bartender but we just know he’s gonna mix it with something or do something with it that’ll actually make it not grim and not even for the flex just cos, thank god you can go focus on that for a sec and not how she said you’d be a good boyfriend, definitely blushed about that]
Janis: [when that was the one attempt you made at acknowledging that he should have a girlfriend and you should be happy about it but it was surrounded by blatant flirting so you know it did not hit like that, going to have to not let you get in the bath because even if you went ham with the bubbles, they don’t work like in the movies, can wrap yourself in a towel and chill on the edge with your feet in]
Casey: [he’ll be speedy gal, he’s used to having to be and not faffing, handing it to her as soon as and then picking each foot up out of the bath like gotta see if they’re alright cos you were only checking with your eyes before, please be gentle when you do so she don’t fully fall in, she do be on the edge here]
Janis: [only having the one hand free now so you have to keep hold of your towel and hope you don’t let her fall here, at least you’ll get your own blush back for it, we can all just pretend it’s the steam in here okay ‘it was just a few shards, barely a scratch’]
Casey: [he’s definitely using his body to keep hers propped up so he can use a hand to brush away the bubbles and gently inspect her injuries and hold her foot in whatever position he wants with the other, could not be touching more here]
Janis: [when you’re going to allow it because you want him to see it’s really fine but also because you’re enjoying it, let’s be honest, sip your drink and don’t say nothing, although being surprised when you do sip it ‘this isn’t sherry’ like that shit you cook with, I think not]
Casey: [‘it’s sherry and [whatever he used and the reason like blah blah blah it does so and so to make it less of an old lady mood because he’s a nerd and actually about it]’ said as we’re putting her feet down cos appaz finally satisfied she is okay ‘it don’t make up for nothing but’ a shrug like enjoy it anyway and actually make a move to leave so she can get in this bath properly]
Janis: [calling you a nerd but affectionately ‘cos we think it’s cool you actually give a shit about it and are about that for you, scoop up a handful of bubbles and blow them at him on his way out in thanks]
Casey: [‘oi’ but so affectionately on his way out, shutting this door so quietly in case any of us forget she has a v bad headache lol]
Janis: [so awful, obvs, lmao, you’re also clearly not locking this door because you’re already half in the bath so pop off]
Casey: [Winnie says we have to say Jimothy waltzes in when he’s back from work and she’s either still in the bath or literally getting out as he appears so it’s like ? hello]
Janis: [honestly a gamble who that would’ve been for you there, can tell him about being struck down with this headache for skiving like oh yes, hello, nothing to see here]
Casey: [him actually having a piss and ruining your relaxation for real, no bants detected]
Janis: [at least you aren’t actually that bitch, probably looks weird that you’ve run yourself a romantic bath in the day then but we can if we want to, babe]
Casey: [me saying she can’t have the light on she’s got a headache, Jimmy in the style of I’m claustrophobic, Darren]
Janis: [lmao, god, get with the programme]
Casey: [when we know the tea is that Bobby has probably already said something via text or whatever so that’s what he’s focused on and not your romantic bath]
Janis: [sorry Bobby but we are respectfully downplaying it like it wasn’t anything that wild, Casey was having some kind of work related row via phone and got frustrated and Bobby happened to walk down at the wrong time, nbd, everyone’s separated and cooled off]
Casey: [and respectfully I’m gonna say Casey has left before you got home seeing as he knows what time you do because I’m not trying to have you two brawling about it on this day]
Janis: [‘tis for the best, just like I know Bobby is shook up but he’ll get over it, no cause for alarm here]
Casey: [it’s how we know he and Libi have been hardcore sheltered because Casey has done so much worse, he’s literally beaten Jimmy up before now so it really isn’t that dramatic in the grand scheme but]
Janis: [like, I get that he is a violent person so you have a right to be scared but also, we all lose our temper and do things like that, it wasn’t directed at you, soz; but anyway]
Janis: Everything’s all sorted here, doubt he’ll bring it up whenever he sees you next
Casey: Tah for sorting it, soz that his tears ruined whatever tea he were trying to crack on with for you
Janis: I’ll survive, was a big lunch
Casey: yeah, it’ll keep me going for ages, all that
Janis: good
Janis: not gonna sort everything but it’s something
Casey: Did you mean what you said before
Janis: Which bit
Janis: not copping to talking a lot or anything
Casey: about the sort of boyfriend I’d be, she wants to see us
Janis: yeah, ‘course you could be
Casey: alright, I’ll head over for a bit, sort how weird I behaved to her earlier
Janis: alright, good luck
Casey: you’re not off to bed yet, are you
Janis: no, still not a grandma, like
Casey: 😏 could’ve just admitted the bath was such a top idea and worked that well, like
Janis: I remember saying tah at the time
Casey: if seeing her ain’t one of my better ones, you’ll be about, all I’m asking
Janis: I mean, if you need to come back here or call, eithers fine, yeah
Casey: okay
Janis: sure it’ll be fine
Casey: loads of faith in me, you
Casey: but nah, it will
Janis: be rude to say a lack of faith in her so yeah, something like that
Casey: don’t sound like something you’d ever say
Janis: are you calling me rude or polite there?
Casey: take your pick, girl, I’ve had all my faves today, least I can do
Janis: don’t bother me either way, boy
Casey: don’t listen to a word I say, is why, but it’s another fave of mine, so
Janis: bullshit don’t I
Casey: remind us to test you next time we get chance
Janis: always ready
Casey: what I like to hear
Janis: shouldn’t do, means I prove you wrong
Casey: I ain’t you, I can hack being wrong in the right circumstances
Janis: you would have to be, you’re wrong so much more often than me
Casey: not denying it
Janis: only messing, dickhead
Casey: must be feeling loads better then, dickhead
Janis: was just a headache
Casey: and he’s back now
Janis: yeah?
Casey: bound to cheer you up having that lad about
Janis: if you like
Casey: if you like, mate, you who’s in love with him
Janis: you get used to each other though, you’ll see
Casey: you pair got used to each other maybe, me and her ain’t acting 90 no time soon
Janis: you don’t know each other
Janis: it’s what happens, it’s unavoidable if you stick around
Casey: great pep talk
Janis: it’s you who wants to do it
Casey: you said I’d be good at it
Janis: I know
Janis: you know what you’re signing yourself up for though, right?
Casey: been warned there, haven’t I
Janis: I don’t know
Casey: go on, what else is it you wanna tell me
Janis: nothing
Janis: just do your own research, yeah
Casey: see you in a bit then, yeah
Janis: 👋
Casey: [go see your gf then boy cos clearly your big plan is you're gonna throw yourself into this fully and then you’ll both be in love with other peeps and that’s how you’re gonna make it okay for Janis the way you promised to, love that we’re full circle, starting and ending the convo with this gf, what a day]
Janis: [what a day indeed]
Casey: [we should probs post this and decide where we wanna go next, Winnie is staring at me so he’s gotta have lots of evil ideas]
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gnf is so cute what tha hell he will straight up screech in pain one minute and in the next he will be like :D i’m so lucky a secret spawn! :O a mooshroom island those are so rare!
#i feel like crying#mans in so much pain and i’m like 💔 i still want to pinch his cheeks rn#dream is so evil for this#the two wolves in me like my meow meow is in pain but my woof woof can’t stop laughing#i’m giving gnf the views i will keep rewatching
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AU in which Zuko is painfully aware that his dad is an asshole and decides to vibe on his ship rather than chasing Aang-
rewatching ALTA rn (cough quarantine really do be like that) and- I cant help but laugh when watching Zuko act like a spoiled brat with heavy daddy-issues throughout the first season, knowing how awkward he’ll become later on (”Zuko here” is all I’m gonna say rip-)
now, instead of waiting for uncle Iroh to spill the tea (no pun intended) about his scar and chasing the avatar without telling his crew a word about wHY he’s so hellbent on steering his ship all over the fucking world to chase a ghost... Zuko’s just aware of why exactly he was put on this ship and decides “well, might as well enjoy the ride”
One of the first things he does after boarding the ship (after waiting for his injury to heal rip) is ask Iroh or Lieutenant Jee to cut his hair for him, since,,,, well he’s a banished prince that was sent out to chase a ghost,,, no real reason to cling onto the illusion of royality any longer, is there? so off with the hair-knot
*cue tiny, 13 year old Zuko with a bandaged eye and freshly shorn head walking up to the ship-railing and chucking his hair overboard. he waves the severed hair-knot goodbye, Uncle Iroh just brews himself another cup of calming tea-*
He knows his dad’s not expecting him to come back, or... even wants him back, for that matter.
“Sir, where is our next course leading?”
“Idk, you decide.”
Either spends his time holed up in his private quarters or fucks around on the ports whenever the ship needs to stop for supplies. Instead of spending his ‘pocket money’ on anything that could help him find the avatar he just buys whatever crap would unnerve the crew the most. (last time they let him run off on his own he came back with 67 tiny, wooden sky-bison figurines and has hidden them all over the ship. It’s been 3 years and the crew is still finding bisons hidden in their belongings.)
If it weren’t for the nasty scar you’d just assume he’s the bastard-child of one of his crew-members they’re letting tag along, not, y’know, the crown-prince of the fire-nation.
He still trains a lot- just not to capture the avatar. Just because there’s literally nothing else to do on the ship-
Because he doesn’t have such a nasty temper, the crew doesn’t wanna throw him overboard all the fucking time. Instead they just all collectively decided that they’re adopting the brat- no one’s sure how Iroh feels about suddenly having to share his nephew with 20-something sailors, but no one caught him complaining so far.
Zuko can and will take advantage of that. Watch him yell “Uncle!” on the main bridge and grin like a demon as he sees 5 old sailors’ head snap around and give him a concerned look.
His dad may be an asshole but at the very least he got 20 new uncles-
People tend to recognoze him, because... uh. Well. When he was freshly banished he easily took offense when he was recognized as the banished prince of the firenation, even in the middle of bumfuck-nowhere.... as he grew older Zuko just came up with creative ways to change the topic.
“Nah, his scar’s on the other side.”
“Oh, no, I was just seeing a firenation-girl for a while and learned the hard way why you shouldn’t get them too excited in bed.”
“A scar? What scar- OH MY GOD UNCLE WHY CAN’T I SEE???”
When he eventually stumbles into team avatar, he *could* technically capture the avatar and bring him to the firelord to restore his honor and reclaim his throne... but he’d rather fuck with his old man for a bit.
Cue him inviting them onboard to play Pai sho with uncle. Zuko and Sokka going around, terrorizing the locals with Sokka’s terrible humor and Zuko’s scar. Toph and Zuko befriending each other, using the excuse “We only have one eye between the two of us.” whenever they end up in deadly situations together-
He sleeps in the rhino-pen. No real reason behind it, it just terrifies Lieutenant Jee and if anything brings Zuko joy, it’s terrorizing his crew by endangering himself in the most creative ways
#avatar the last airbender#alta#zuko#prince zuko#zuko's crew#lieutenant jee#uncle iroh#im sorry the ponytail is just too fucking hideous-
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Please! Rewatch the quiz! I need something to remind me that that actually happened.
I still vividly remember that day. Going out on a chill bike ride with my two best friends for the first time in months. Sitting in the cool grass. Having a picknick. Not too hot out, nice weather. AND THEN I GET HOME TO THE ABSOLUTEL SHITSHOW THAT HAPPENED THAT DAY! Because what the HELL even was that, I still haven't processed anything. My mind keeps erasing that memory until some days the it just hits me square in the face and knocks me out 😀
So yeah! I would love it if you talked more about it, might help to cope a bit xD
Okay anon you motivated me, you were my Final push, I’m Doing it ! 🗣
Also I love that story tho you really have a Vivid memory connected to this whole thing and I’m living for it 😂 you were just having a nice day and then Boom, all this mess 💀
But aight so I’m Watching it rn and will be taking notes Live as I watch Here we go:
My first thoughts is, when Dream decides to do the quiz, he seems so like, confident? And then as soon as he reads the description, his voice falters at ‘and now things are changing’ and I’m Dead 💀 his confidence from two seconds prior in that moment goes like 📉 then cue flustered laugh lmao
“Do you ever catch yourself staring at your bff?” Dream’s flustered laugh and being all like “these questions are gonna be so weird” uhhhhh dude what are you expecting you’re taking a are you in love with your best friend quiz 💀
HES SO DEFENSIVE ON THIS ONE LIKE- he keeps wanting to make excuses aww drema aww 😭 it’s okay !! George is pretty we Understand you staring king 😌
Like legit that’s the first question and he’s already so flustered and- MY GOD GEORGE HASNT SAID A THING I JUST REALIZED WAIT HOLD ON I NEED TO GO BACK-
Two scoffs. That’s it 🧍♀️
GEORGE JSJWNSOWNEEJEN HES NOT SAYING ANYTHING IM DYING WHAT
Even when Dream first goes ‘aight imma take the am I in love w my best friend test’ George is SILENT 💀
Listen- listen, I’m having a moment over this cause I don’t remember him being silent from the start I thought it was like a slow descent into him just going silent eventually, BUT NO he’s just Silent from the moment the quiz is brought up 💀 but gives like a slight scoff when Dream’s voice wavered at “changing” like he’s very much Listening, just being So silent.
I just can’t wrap my head around how he doesn’t answer any of Dream’s comments, Dream keeps being like ‘right? Like that’s normal, right? Like that’s not weird. Right?’ And George is just SILENT 💀
“Do you get jealous if he or she has a bf or gf” LMAO THIS QUESTION MY BELOVED
His answer is so weird I will die on this hill.
ALSO GEORGE S P E A K S for the first time in the quiz 😭🗣 but not much, he says ‘but’, cause, yk, they both know he do get jealous so.
Which, again. Weird as hell. Imma say it, I’ve never felt jealous of my best friend getting a partner like what ???? W h a t
But ofc when they’re so clingy on each other, like a partner would take the others place because they pretty much have each other in that spot already, so it makes sense huh
And that’s not platonic btw I wanna make that clear LMAO
I think the points of which George laughs are interesting. And there’s something interesting to his laugh too. I don’t see his face lighting up with it, if that makes sense. It’s like a, I wouldn’t say ‘nervous’ laugh but, I struggle to find a better word for it 🤔
AYO MY MANS DREAM SAYS I DONT KNOW TO IF HE GETS BUTTERFLIES FROM GEORGE I- 💀
THATS NOT AN I DONT KNOW QUESTION KING
EITHER YOU DO OR YOU DONT AND YOU KNOW IF YOU DO OR DONT LIKE W H A T
I have to sit with this one for a second like . What ? 🧍♀️
Butterflies.
I’ve never. In my life. Like.
That’s not- you can’t say you don’t know- THAT MEANS LIKE-
Dear lord.
Aight I’m moving on (not actually imma be awake thinking about this later. Not by choice, absolutely not. This just won’t leave my brain unfortunately.)
Hang on. George says something here when Dream says ‘I have no idea’ but I can’t tell what he’s saying ? Like he mumbles something whilst Dream starts talking at the same time and I can’t make it out and I wanna know what he says 💀🗣
I Think he says ‘what do you mean you have no idea?’ Which like, YEAH, you Should question him on that king 🧍♀️ but it’s interesting how quiet he is, like he barely pushes the question, and this is like the second ?? Time he’s spoken so far. 🧍♀️
Also Listen to how flustered Dream sounds my god💀
This quiz never should’ve happened what’s Wrong with him like is he this blind ?? Did he Really think taking this quiz was gonna end well ?? 💀
“TecHniCally🥴”
“My future is your future”
I feel like we’ve talked abt these LMAO such Romantic phrasing my god
Again him going ‘right?’ And George is Dead Silent 💀
It’s interesting, like I’ve reached the ‘dreams’ question now, and it’s hitting now and throughout this quiz how, Dream is Loudly deflective, but George is silently deflective. If that makes sense? Like he’s choosing not to speak so his words can’t be thrown back at him cause he Knows if he speaks it’ll be obvious. Whilst Dream over explains and fucks himself over p much lmao. They’re both just a mess around this subject 💀
“How would You be in my dream” is such a funny sentence from George LMAO he’s so defensive 💀 like even I have had dreams abt Dream, like you’re his Best Friend, ofc you have dreams abt him my guy 💀 deflecting it is so weird. So Weird
“I’ve never hugged you” Sad hours 😔
It’s interesting here. Cause they speak abt the whole ‘do you go out of your way for this person’ and Dream is stuck on if he should say ‘more than anyone else I know’ or not. Which, there’s ofc observations to be had here as well.
But ! What I found interesting here was how George goes onto say ‘you made me pay you’ when Dream says he edited his video for him. And how George keeps the ‘lie’ going for a very short bit before laughing slightly, by god he sounds so.. different? Like when he usually makes little lies to troll or stuff like that, he’s much more extra and keeps the bit going and- idk how to explain it but the tone of his voice is usually way different. Here he seems to, idk, struggle to keep that up. His laugh is also just like, somewhat toneless?
LMAO The MOMENT Dream got the question ‘what do you think abt their laugh’ George’s laugh Stops. 💀
“Do you ever think abt what it would be like to Kiss your best friend?”
THE SILENCE
Also,
how Dream read ‘kiss’ 🤝 how Dream read ‘changing’
Some words hit this man different huh LMAO
“Why did that take you so long” on the kiss question, CALL HIM OUT GEORGE 🗣
HRKEJEKEEJEKJEEIEJ HOW ARE THOSE- SORRY WHAT DREAM ??
“HOW ARE THOSE THE ONLY OPTIONS” ???
God, for real, I wish Dream would get to sit down with someone one day who just Listened to him speak and allowed him to slip up and just sound so in love with George like give himself away simply because nobody is saying how weird he’s-
Hold on.
Wait. A minute.
George.
George is doing that LMAOOOO
Him sitting there silently and not responding to all his small questions abt what he Should answer and such, he’s so smart🧍♀️
AIGHT MOVING ON
George’s laugh keeps sounding very, like, strange😅
Anyways the way Dream Had to have a ‘yes’ answer to the kiss one will forever keep me up at night. Now along with the butterflies one🧍♀️
I rly wonder what options it is Dream is looking for when he says ‘none of these options’ so often. What is it you wanna say king ?
WHY IS THE BUTTERFLIES QUESTION TWICE AND WHY IS HIS ANSWER NOW DIFFERENT LMAO - drema it’s okay it’s Safe Space 🗣 I feel like he probably saw chat responding to his first answer and realized ‘oop, that’s not platonic’ and changed his answer LMAO 💀 he’s- Ahh hard to find the right words for my Thoughts here, but he’s doing that thing where he looks for others what is ‘normal’ instead of seeing what he feels, cause what He feels is, uh, well we all know what results he got at the end there,,
I mean the kiss question is all u need really. The butterflies one puts icing on the whole cake.
“Do you compare this person to others you’ve dated? Noo...” AIGHT AND THERE WE HAVE THE CHERRY ON TOP OF THE WHOLE THING
This was the one of the Most sus ones imo from when I first watched it. It had my head spin, head in hands for Days.
What do you MEAN you compare him to others you’ve dated? Why does he tell George to shut up, why do they both Know there’s a story there- I have so many questions on this and- this isn’t platonic 💀😭 AT ALL - and there’s no excuse or explanations for this one, they just Move On 💀
The Speed at which they move on 💀
And then George goes So silent 🧍♀️
Dream is cruising through the questions and George is so silent now. He was Stunned into silence from that shut up LMAO
I like how Dream picked ‘absolutely’ on being able to tell George everything :’)
So.
Why does George not say anything on the ‘do you think your best friend is in love with you’ question? No joke, no protest, no- no nothing?
That leaves us to fill in the blanks king, just saying🧍♀️
Why does Dream sound sarcastic when he says it’s a tough question LMAO
“I have no idea” aight good answer ig LMAO let’s Pretend
George’s silence is for real very sus there. Very. 🥴
Dream putting ‘no’ on thinking he’s in love, is Very funny and shows just how blind he is to himself.
He rly put ‘I don’t know’ for the butterflies one and found the nearest ‘yes’ option for the kiss one and then still put ‘no’ at the end - he’s a lost cause and owns no mirrors I see how it is. (/j btw lmao I have hope in drema ofc, he too can become more self aware one day<3)
“You are a little in love with your best friend” cue both of them laughing in just the weirdest ways. George just sounds absolutely toneless like, I don’t think he’s even smiling with that laugh, gaze absolutely dazed at what he’s being witness to, not even knowing what to do with himself in that moment. And Dream’s laugh is also just, weird?
“You don’t wanna ruin it, Dream.” Followed by Dream’s immediate, “oh what? It says-“ like immediately moving on lmao 💀 that “oh what?” Sounded like “oh what’s that there oh that’s rly weird wow let’s move on from what you just said ahem wow really weird thing over there” LMAO
“There’s a two percent chance there” LMAO
OH NO THE SILENCE WHAT
I THOUGHT I ACCIDENTALLY PAUSED THE VIDEO BUT THE SILENCE IS SO LONG AND SO LOUD
Then Dream going onto pretending like he’s gonna do another test As If he’s not been planning his escape excuse from the very moment he got those test results LMAO
And the silent pauses are taking me out 💀
‘I think we’re done’ HOW COULD HE LEAVE AT THAT POINT 💀💀💀
“COOL PODCAST” IM DEAD ON THE FLOOR
“WHY ARE YOU SO NOSY” DREAM I- WHY U SO DEFENSIVE GEORGE ASKING WHERE YOU’RE GOING IS A NORMAL THING TO ASK 💀YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S SUDDENLY LEAVING
NOT DREAM AWKWARDLY SINGING THE WIZARD OF OZ-
HE SOUNDS SO WEIRD-
The tone of his voice is so off my guy is so ready to leave and sit and stare at a wall whilst looping heatwaves for five hours 💀
:((((( drema my beloved :((((( it’s okay to be in love !!
Not him leaving- he full on ignored George’s ‘where are you going?’
He’s not going anywhere istg the moment he left that discord he put his head in his hands and just Stared 💀
Poor George 🥺
#aight those were my thoughts omg this got so long LMAO#I legit thought I’d have barely any notes going into this#and then I ended up having to pause every five seconds cause there was just So Much to unpack 🥴😭#so Many Thoughts#so anyways sry anon that this took me a moment lmaoo#but here’s just a whole analysis on the are u in love w your best friend quiz#I never did do one like a lot of others did after that stream#I needed five business days to process#that turned into months apparently LMAO#but now here they are: My Thoughts#long post#that read me option has never been more needed LMAO#dnf observer answers ask#dnf tings and rambles#dreamnotfound#my analysis#edit: I was gonna post this a few days ago but Stuff happened so am posting it now finally🗣
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Cuddle Buddies (Bakugou x Black! Reader)
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Chapter 13: Mall Time
(song of the chapter)
(this is a slight filler bc i have no clue what to write about and i'm working on another one rn)
Today was the day Aizawa finally gave everyone permission to go and do what they wanted. The whole class decided to go to the mall in the group chat you all were in.
"Kacchan! Are you ready yet?"
"Stop calling me Kacchan. Give me a second." He was lacing up his shoes (no more church3000s)
Stepping into his room, you see him fixing the cuffs of his pants and walking to the mirror to make sure the fit was clean. He looked good, per usual. (my fashion sense is horrible, especially for boys so imagine what you want him to wear.)
"You look nice, Kacchan," you smiled up at him, wrapping your arms around his neck. Reaching up, you peck his lips lightly. "You ready to go now? Everyone is getting ready to be on their way."
"Yeah, let's go." He grabbed your hand, walking with you down the stairs. "You know what you wanna get?" he asked you.
"Of course not. I was thinking you could pick my outfits for me."
"Then you have to pick mine." You had a pretty good understanding of his style and how he picks his clothes. Picking his clothes should be pretty easy. The question was, 'Was he able to pick your clothes?'
(start song)
Walking outside to the parking lot, he opened and closed the door of his car for you and got in himself. You hear a knock on the window and you see Kiri and Denki standing there, smiling. "Hey, y'all!" you exclaim. Doing the made-up handshake the three of you made, they started greeting you and Katsuki.
Plugging your phone into his aux cord, you open spotify. Clicking 'OhMami' by Chase Atlantic, you teasingly start to sing to Katsuki.
Cuban link, diamond cross
I got a spanish chiquita, no habla ingles, not at all, no
Katsuki by now had started driving, and he was already tired of the three of you. The condiments in the back and started to sing along as well.
And I got a kilo, no kilimanjaro, baby just a mountain of coke
Looking back aft the two boys in the backseat, nodding at them to make sure they got the message.
OHMAMI, THIS A NEW 'RARI
The three of you screamed the lyrics of the song playing. Katsuki was slowly shaking his head at the three of you, slightly grinning.
"C'mon Katsu,"you whined playfully, "Sing with us. I know you know the song."
"Yeah, Kacchan. Sing along,"said Denki.
"Tch..."
OHMAMI, I GOT BLUE MOLLY
The four of you sang loudly. Katsuki started to drive a little faster now, making you, Kiri, and Kami hold onto the little handle thingies on the roof of the car.
You all started giggling and laughing at how Denki got thrown at Kirishima when Bakugou did a sharp turn. Turning around you ask him, "Y'all okay back there?"
"Yeah," Kirishima said, fake crying. "Kinda hurt."
"Shut up, shitty hair. It didn't hurt that bad. Aren't you supposed to be a rock?"
"Damn, Bakugou. Why you going so hard on him," Denki laughed.
"Because I can. You next."
Slapping his arm, you tell him to stop messing with them.
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
Pulling up to the mall, you see everyone else outside, more than likely waiting for you four. "Hey bestie," you greet Midoriya.
"Hey friend." You turn and see Todoroki next to him. The two of you didn't speak much but when you did, it was usually either a dry 'Hi' or him saying something that he doesn't realize is funny.
"Hey friend," Todoroki said as enthusiastically as he could. You chuckled a little bit. This was new. He usually just said your name, but not today.
"Did I say something wrong?"
"Of course not. You just surprised me. Hey Friend," you smiled at him.
"Baby, let's go. I wanna get your clothes." Entwining your hand with your significant other, you wave bye to the two friends and let yourself get dragged off.
Walking to (favorite store), you let him walk you to the shirts. "You want a crop top, tank top, cut off shoulder, regular tee-shirt, or what?"
"I don't know. You're supposed to be picking it out for me."
"You're no help," he grumbled.
"I know," you smiled. Walking away from
him towards the accessories, you hold up earrings and necklaces to see which ones you wanted.
"Baby, I'm done. Don't pick the accessories for this outfit, I wanna do it."
You see him hold up accessories to the clothing to see which ones you would match.
"I'm paying, no arguments allowed."
"I wasn't gon argue anyway," you sassed back. "My turn. What store do you like?" Walking to (his favorite store idfk🤷🏾♀️), you immediately see a shirt that would look amazing on him.
"Don't look, nosey." He looked away, surprised you caught him trying to peek without looking at him. "Go look around and find something you like. I'm paying."
Walking around begrudgingly, he looks at the other shirts they have, some catching his eye and some making him question who made it.
When he looks up a second time, he sees you already at the counter. "Did you find something you like?"
"Yeah, I'm paying for it."
"No, I'm paying for it. We already agreed."
"No, I don't wanna owe you nothing."
"I don't care what you don't want. I'm paying. Hurry up, we still gotta get shoes."
Hesitantly putting his stuff on the counter, you pay for the things and drag him to the foot locker that wasn't too far from the store you were just at.
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By now, you both had picked everything and bought matching shoes. You were now in the food court trying to decide what to eat so you could meet with everyone else.
"Kacchan, I want pizza," you groan.
"Then get it. I don't want pizza."
"But I want you to order it for me."
"No."
"Fine, I'll get Midoriya to do it for me." Walking away from him to your best friend, you pay him on the shoulder and ask him can he order for you. (social anxiety go brr)
Making your way back to the table, you sit in between Midoriya and Katsuki. Todoroki was next to Midoriya making small talk with him.
You start to eat, but you feel someone staring at you. Looking up and around, you try to spot who can't keep their eyes in one direction. Then you see it. A girl with dark hair and eyes and is fairly curvy, not as curvy as you but you get it.
You see her gaze shift to Bakugou. The you got the message. You scoot closer to him, trying to politely give her the message he wasn't available. She just wasn't getting it.
Then she decided to get bold and start to walk towards the table everyone had pushed together. "Hey, I'm Meiko." She tried to scoot bin to sit next to Bakugou, but you were quick to scoot closer to him.
At this point he had no space to move his arms and he was confused why this random was talking to him. "Me?" he questioned, pointing to himself.
"Yeah, who else would I be talking to. No one else here is on your level."
"Ok... You need something?" He was just trying to eat and go back to his dorm with you to re-watch Haikyuu. (kenma is so fine man 😡😭)
"Yeah, your number." Who does this dry flirting ass girl think she is.
"He's not available."
"I didn't ask for you opinion," she rolled her eyes and turned back to Bakugou.
"But you're talking to my man. So Imma give to you politely before I have to beat your ass, Kay?"
"Why are you dating someone like... that when you could have me?" That's more than enough.
"I don't know or like you." He's trying to keep his composure since he's been working on his temper.
Standing up, you feel someone grab your wrist and someone else grab your hand. "I'll say it one more time if it didn't register in that small ass head of yours. He's not available, especially not to you. If I have to say it again, I'll be going to jail. Got it?"
She tried not to show she was intimidated by walking closer to you, getting in your personal bubble.
"Then do something about it." She threw, or tried to throw, a punch at you, but it didn't connect. Now you could say it was self defense (be smart kids👩🏾💻)
There was no time to waste. Connecting a punch with her face, you drag her on the floor to get the advantage, even though you already had it.
You didn't stop. Your brain had went into autopilot and your body just did what it wanted to do.
The next thing you know, there's people trying to pull you off. Multiple people. You couldn't hear anything, ears ringing from the anger you were feeling.
"Baby, let's go." He had finally grabbed you off, dragging you away from her. "Deku, grab our food and bring it back will ya."
There was still anger in your system, but you just let him carry you back to the car. Denki and Kirishima already arranging for them to ride with someone else.
"You ok?"
"Mhm." You turned your head and looked out the window as he was pulling out of the parking lot.
He grabbed your hand and stayed silent. You both were similar in the aspect of not wanting to talk when angry.
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Arriving back to the dorms, you see Aizawa already sitting on the couch waiting for you. How does this man get information so fast?
"I heard what happened."
"It was self defense." You weren't even going to put up a big fight against him. You had a better chance arguing with a raccoon than with Aizawa.
"I don't care. You still did that in public. You're lucky people didn't take pictures and videos."
"Ok..." you said, waiting for him to get to the point.
"You're on cleaning duty by yourself for three days and you have to do extra training."
"So I we just supposed to let her hit me and flirt with my boyfriend in front of me?"
"That's not what I'm saying-"
"At this point, I don't care." Stalking off to your room, you sulk on your bed. Feeling Katsuki plop down on your bed, he pulls up netflix, playing Haikyuu.
"C'mere sweet thing." You both cuddled up, excited to rewatch the volleyball anime for the 3rd time.
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and that is a wrap. i haven't updated in forever don't bash me too much. i hope you enjoyed it and these outfits i envisioned bakugou picked out for you 🖤 (I chose different styles bc i know ppl have different tastes :))
#bnha#mha#mha fluff#mha bakugou#black reader#bakugou x black reader#katsuki bakugo x reader#kenmasblackwife
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when richie met y/n • richie tozier
(richie tozier x reader)
prologue
requested: idk if your taking requests rn BUTTTT could you do a richie fic that’s like when harry met sally? if you’ve seen it that is 🌟🌟🌟~🤍
warnings: mentions of sexist stuff, bc richie is a dick, mentions of sex, slander of the name sheldon (sorry), talking about the plot of casablanca but you dont rly have to have seen it lol
ok so i know i havent finished tozier but i just recently rewatched this movie and figured i’d write the prologue for this planed series n post it <3
[losers + reader have just graduated college in this. ]
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it’s after graduation '92 when y/n y/l/n first meets richard tozier.
the trees are turning red and crusting off the tips of branches, the bitter cold of the university whipping around your car even though it's supposed to be nearing the end of spring. you're sitting awkwardly now, with your window cranked down, eyes glued to the couple at the edge of the sidewalk. they're entagled with each other enough that all you can make out is wild dark and curly hair, a sharp jawline, and the girl’s blonde hair gathered in a fist of the mysterious boy. but you'd notice your friend amanda anywhere, even if her back is turned and face occupied with another’s.
you clear your throat, but they ignore you, the boy whose hands are wrapped around her waist tilting her jaw to kiss her even deeper. "i love you." she whispers. you feel awkward, and roll your eyes. it's still seconds later and so you clear your throat, muttering, "amanda."
she jumps apart from the boy. "oh, hi y/n. um, y/n, this is richie tozier. richie, this is y/n y/l/n."
you lock eyes with the boy, who's got a smirk on his lips as he wipes his mouth. you watch as amanda's lip gloss rubs off his bright red lips, "nice to meet you, y/n."
you nod back at him, antsy to start driving and nervous for some reason. "hi. you want to drive the first shift?"
he laughs slightly, shaking his head as his wild dark curls bounce around. he’s devastatingly handsome, and you’re not surprised amanda loves him so much. he pulls his crewneck's sleeves over his hands and shrugs, "no, you're there already, you can start if that works." you nod, slightly put off, but shrugging it off.
"okay. the back's open." you watch awkwardly as the boy lifts his belongings into the space in your trunk, amanda coming up and hugging his tall, skinny frame. "please call me." she whispers. he nods and you watch from the rearview mirror, "call you as soon as we get there, baby." he says. your friend amanda whines, "oh, please call me from the road. " the boy, richie, cracks a charming grin, "i'll call you before that."
almost gagging, you turn your attention to the radio and fiddle it, waiting for richie and amanda to finish making out against the back of your car.
it's awkward once you start driving, richie tapping his long fingers against his knee as you stare at the road ahead of you. you clear your throat, "i have it all figured out. it's an eighteen hour trip, which breaks down into six shifts of three hours each. or, alternatively, we could break it down by mileage-" but while you're speaking, richie's leaning to fiddle around with a bag in the back. you blink, "er, there's a...there's a map on the... visor that i've marked to show the locations so we can change shifts."
richie barely hums and crunches on something, making you turn to look at him. he lifts his brows, "grapes?"
you lift a brow, "n-no. i don't like to eat between meals." you say, eyes going between him and the road, where he spits out the grape seeds. "alright, y/n. why don't you tell me the story of your life." his sentence makes you do a double-take and you almost laugh.
when he sees your bewildered expression, he shrugs, "we've got eighteen hours to kill before we hit new york."
shaking your head, "the story of my life won't even get us out of chicago." that makes him laugh, a sound that was shockingly unexpected as it cuts through the stale air of your car. a light, excited and shocked laugh that makes you smile as you watch the road, your eyes stealing a glance at the abrupt and disheveled boy lounging in the passenger seat.
it's four hours later, and richie's convinced you to pull into a small diner on the side of the road. "-you're wrong." you shake your head as you enter the lot. "i'm not wrong, he wants her to leave! that's why he puts her on the plane." richie insists. you shake your head, "no, i don't think she wants to stay."you insist. richie rolls his eyes at you, "of course she wants to stay. wouldn't you rather be with humphrey bogart than the other guy?"
you shrug, "i don't want to spend the rest of my life in casablanca married to a man who runs a bar. i probably sound very snobbish to you, but i don't.”
richie looks shocked and annoyed, slamming the car door shut to catch up to you as you walk towards the front doors. "you'd rather be in a passionless marriage." you nod, "well, yeah, and be the first lady of czechoslovakia."
"really? that rather than live with the man you've had the greatest sex of your life with, and just because he owns a bar and that is all he does."
you glare at him, "ingrid bergman is sensible, okay? that's why she gets on the plane at the end of the movie. she knows better, just like i do."
as a waitress takes you to a booth, richie hums behind you with amusement laced into his voice. "ohh, okay. okay. i understand now." you look at him, "what?" but he shakes his head. "nothing."
"tell me."
"no. forget about it."
"forget about what? tell me." you insist.
richie's pushing up his glasses and staring at the menu, grinning. "it's not important."
"-just tell me!" you hiss.
richie pushes his menu down and looks at you cockily. "obviously you haven't had great sex yet."
you blink, staring at him in shock. this stranger, who you met hours ago, is telling you that you haven't had good sex yet? you scowl, "yes i have." you snap.
he laughs, looking at the menu still. "no you haven't."
you accidentally project your next words loudly, "it just so happens that i have had plenty of good sex."
it goes silent at the diner, all the eyes on you. the waiters and workers stare, the other patrons watching with wide eyes as richie just grins at you. you feel yourself go red with embarrassment. what is it about this kid that gets you so mad?
richie seems unphased. "well, with who?" he asks. you mutter, "whom." to correct him, and so he folds his hands and tries again, "with whom are you having this fantastic sex?"
"i'm not telling you that."
"fine, don't tell me." richie says with a shrug, reading over the menu once again. you study his face, the light smirk that seems to be plastered onto his lips permanently; the freckles over his cheeks, forehead and nose. something about him makes you feel like you have to prove yourself.
"shel gordon." you say after a moment.
"shel? sheldon?" he asks, eyes dark blue as they lock with yours. he laughs, "no, no, you didn't have great sex with sheldon."
"fuck you." you spit. he's still chuckling as he says, "no, no. sheldon can do your income taxes. if you need a root canal, sheldon's your man. but humping and pumping is not sheldon's strong suit." you wrinkle your nose at his vulgar language. "it's the name. 'do it to me sheldon, oh, you're an animal 'sheldon.' it doesn't work." he says, moaning loudly and making you red. you swat him and he laughs.
you're furious, but the waitress shows up and asks for your orders. "hiya doll, i'll have the number three, please." richie orders. the waitress looks at you. you smile, "i'd like the chef salad please with the oil and vinegar on the side and the apple pie a la mode. but if possible, i'd like the pie heated and i don't want the ice cream on top i want it on the side. and i'd like strawberry instead of vanilla if you have it? if not then no ice cream, just whipped cream - but only if it's real. if it's out of a can then nothing."
the waitress looks at you and you can feel richie's eyes on you in the silence following your order. "not even the pie?" she asks, while writing. you shake your head, "no, just the pie, but then not heated.” she looks at you slightly but nods, "noted, coming right up."
you look at richie, "what?" you ask as he stares at you. he shakes his head, "nothing, nothing. so how come you broke up with this sheldon?" he asks.
you stare at him, irritated and regretting agreeing to this road trip. "how you know we broke up?" you say. richie grins, "because if you didn't break up, you wouldn't be here with me, you'd be off boning with sheldon the wonder-schlong."
"richie."
the next moment you know you shouldn't have agreed to this is an hour later, back on the road. you can feel richie's eyes burning into your head, so you stop singing.
"you should probably keep your eyes on the road." you suggest lightly, making the boy crack a smirk. "you're a very attractive person." he says earnestly. you look back down to the map in your hands, "thank you."
"amanda never said how attractive you were." richie says, as if he's just saying whatever he's thinking. "well maybe she doesn't think i'm attractive." you say with a shrug.
richie hums,"i don't think it's a matter of opinion," you can't help the butterflies in your chest at the compliment. "y'know, like...empirically you're attractive."
you frown, distrustful that richie's being so flirty with his girlfriend's friend. "amanda is my friend." you say.
richie looks at you with a tilt of the head, "yeah, so?"
"-so, you're going with her."
"so?"
you scowl, "so you're coming on to me!"
richie's eyebrows shoot up and he looks defensive, "no i wasn't- what?" you're unimpressed, eyes widening and jaw dropping. this boy is full of shit, and the smirk on his face proves it. you don't think you're much of a big fan of this richie kid.
"can't a man say a woman is attractive without it being a come-on?" he asks with a blindingly charming smile that makes you glare. "-alright, alright, let's just say just for the sake of argument that it was a come-on. what do you want me to do about it? i take it back, okay? i take it back."
you cross your arms, staring out the window. "you can't take it back." richie groans, "why not?"
"because it's already out there."
"oh god, what are we suppose to do, call the cops? it's already out there!" he yelps, swerving on the road and making you grip your seat. "just let it lie, okay?" you say, annoyed. "great! let it lie. that's my policy. that's what i always say, let it lie." richie mutters, and you shoot him a glance before looking back at the rolling greenery outside the window. it's quiet for a moment, then, "wanna spend the night at a motel?"
your jaw drops, richie beating you to speaking as he laughs at your reaction. he finds it so funny, but all you do is glare. asshole. "see what i did? i didn't let it lie."
"richie." you say.
"i said i wouldn't and i didn't." he adds.
"richie."
"in fact, i went the other way, i-" you cut richie off, "richie!" he looks at you, "what?" you shake your head, huffing. "we're just going to be friends, okay?"
"fine by me. friends, it's the best thing. " he says.
it's silent for ten more minutes, and you almost get to sleep until you're jolted awake by a voice you've been forced to listen two for six hours straight. "-you realize, of course, that we can never be friends."
his words, while irritating beyond belief, do capture your attention. "and why not?" you say.
he swallows. "what I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.”
its silent for a second as you take in the stupidity of his words. "jesus, richie. that's not true, i have a number of men friends and there's no sex involved.”
“no you don't.” he says matter-of-factly. you scowl, "yes i do.”
“no you don't.”
“yes i do.”
"you only think you do.”
"you're saying i'm having sex with these men without my knowledge?" you sass, rolling your eyes so hard it hurts. richie huffs a short laugh, "no, what i'm saying is they all want to have sex with you."
you wrinkle your nose. "they do not. that's really disgusting."
"maybe it is, but it’s true."
"they do not!" you insist, turning in your seat to stare at him.
"do too."
your jaw goes slack and you narrow your eyes, "how do you know?"
"because. no man can be friends with a woman he finds attractive - he always wants to have sex with her."
you feel like punching him in the face. "so you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive." you say, feeling disgusted by his sexism. "we- uh, you pretty much wanna nail 'em too."
you groan, "well what if the women don't want to have sex with you?" you say. "well, sure. but it's still ruined because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that’s the end of the story. men are very stupid and painfully simple creatures."
"well i guess we're not going to be friends then." you snap, turning to look back out the window. he's such a fucking douche, you can't believe you're trapped in this car with him for ten more hours.
"guess not." he mutters.
you sigh, "that's too bad. you're the only person i knew in new york."
you slept for eight of the ten hours left, and when you’re unloading richie's luggage from your car in front of a small apartment, he nudges you slightly. you look up at him as he towers above you, raising a brow. you hate to admit it, but this asshole is awfully cute when he’s not being the devil.
"thanks for the ride." he says with a soft smile.
you nod, "yeah, it was... interesting." you say. he smiles, "it was nice knowing you." he offers his hand out to you, and you grip it, his hand warm and rough in yours. "yeah." is all you can say.
richie steps away, grabbing his things. "well... have a nice life." you say as you get back into the car.
"you too, y/n."
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im rewatching jatp instead of studying for the 3 tests i have tomorrow and i thought i would share my thoughts and reactions with each episode so enjoy!!....
wake up
- hearing the “1, 2, 3″ at the start of the episode gives me more serotonin than my antidepressants ever will
- julie’s slippers...that’s it...that’s the thought
- that dry ass pasta the molina’s are eating for dinner??? someone needs to give my man ray some cooking tips or a cookbook... something
-the looks the boys give julie when she says it was an OLD cd she found. as if they could be old??
-the entire julie and luke kitchen scene i mean there are no words to describe how much i am in love with scene. the banter, the flirting, luke giving this girl he literally just met an actual PIECE OF HIS SOUL so she can get music back into her life. not a single time have i watched that scene and not felt my heart literally grow cause of how cute they are.
-the entire scene when julie is singing wake up. that scene is what made me literally CRAVE watching the other episodes. like of course i was going to watch them cause i wasn’t gonna just stop watching a show after one episode, and yes the show was good already but seeing the lighting and her voice, and just everything about the scene,,,,*chef’s kiss*
bright
-flynn drinking seven sodas....SEVEN??? i would be throwing up if i drank more than like 2 and she drank seven,,,no ma’am.
- flynn and her trumpet. talented queen
- “ i wouldn’t have given you the song if i didnt think you were gonna rock it.” lmaooo im crying:)
- i start tearing up every time julie goes to play the first notes of bright,,, and then i’m full on bawling when the guys come in and play with her cause...they weren’t playing to be seen they were playing to be there for her and play to comfort her. pls i love them<3
- nick vibing in the front row
- the tech guy deserves so much more praise
flying solo
- reggie’s little butt shake or whatever you wanna call it!!
- julie’s little laugh when she yells at the guys to stop it
- “and we’re on the runway again” GENUINELY one of my favorite lines of the whole show pls i love luke’s humor
-this is the first time i noticed this but reggie’s face after alex says “DONT TELL ME HOW TO GHOST!”
-WILLIE!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU<3333333
-the slow mo helmet take off,,,,me too alex me too
-willie’s little giggles:))))
- “oh-oh!”
- “no clue” alex i love you baby<3
- next season better give us a scene of flynn throwing eggs at someone’s house because i think it’s safe to say we were robbed of that experience.
- the flying solo performance is just amazing
i got the music
- just the whole opening scene is so cute ....the dancing, singing, happiness RADIATING from julie
-nick in an all white suit and fedora
-WILLEX MUSEUM DATE YEAH BABYYYYY
- carefree skateboarder bf and anxiety ridden drummer bf
- yelling. in. museums.
-alex thinking he’s literally dying again because of the salt... zero braincells in this band.
- another scene we were robbed of that i need to see in season 2...reggie singing “home is where my horse is” while alex and julie sit patiently and attentively listen to him but luke looks like he’s about to commit murder
- i get SO MUCH second hand embarrassment for julie when she looks through luke’s songbook and says “ wow luke I didn’t know you were such a romantic” julie baby i love you but...eekkkkk
- “he looks like a substitute teacher”- where did he come up with that like so many other things he could be compared to but a substitute teacher??
- “luke introduced you to rock” heck yeah it did.. literal soulmates
- would like to see a picture of the raccoon in Flynn’s backyard
- wee woo wee woo police sirens://///
- julie’s outfit ughhhh i love it
- the poster that im pretty sure says “sexiest role” behind caleb... why was that necessary
the other side of hollywood
- THE ENTIRE PERFORMANCE OF THE OTHER SIDE OF HOLLYWOOD
- i lose my absolute shit over this song omg literal chills
- the cape grab i cannot physically do this rn
- willie being so excited the entire performance and looking over to see alex’s reaction
- reggie being in awe everytime one of the girls performing does something.. me too reggie
-”well i wouldn't really call it mAAgiCcCC bUT”
- nick and his fedora again
- alex has a crush, alex has a crush on.....WILLIE
-the boys eating food for the first time in 25 years is honestly so realistic
-alex shoving a whole slice of pizza in his mouth
- lukes ‘OH MY GODDDDD’
- reggie kissing his meatball sub that looks painfully dry but also delicious
- the continuation of the other side of hollywood performance and everyone dancing
-reggie imitating caleb’s evil laugh and owen trying so hard not to break
-me getting mad at the boys for not showing up for julie and being sad with her but at the same time i’m obviously not mad at the boys just...disappointed?? idk
finally free
- how did julie get to the school if she missed the first three classes?? wasn’t she still at flynn’s house from the night before cause she slept over so did she walk to school or was she just sitting in flynn’s house by herself and one of flynn’s parents was like you gonna go to school or???
-dance class with nicky poo<3
-reggie fixing his amp in the rain
-julie’s blue dress outfit in this episode is my ABSOLUTE favorite
- the birthday candle scene makes me sob like a little baby,,,and rightfully so
- julie smart, smart to be taking calculus as what a sophomore??
- all eyes on me yes queen iconic
- alex dancing is how i dance in my brain whenever the song comes on
- finally free as a song is NEVER given enough credit and why not?? it’s my favorite song they do as a band AND the madison’s vocals and the echoing part omg i loveeeee
- and the whole performance with luke’s heart eyes. i count this performance as the moment luke like fell in love with julie...like full on just blown away with how much awe and admiration he has for her in that moment and all the time.
- julie and luke singing “and you’re a part of me” while staring directly into each others soul,,,yeah that’s love kids
edge of great
- carlos being the ghost hunter he is and tía being done with him
- luke’s pouting face
- reggie and ray making breakfast together is so wholesome. reggie really loves and seeks comfort in ray and i love that
- luke just waiting next to julie’s locker and his little “hey”
- the first time i watch this scene i thought charlie was from new york cause of the way he says “ i can't do this without you” and then i watched the cast interviews and just realized he is somewhat joey tribbiani
- jealous luke hehehehehhehehe
- “well dont you look shARrP”- yes he does luke thank you very much
- “uh oh i think someone has a crush on julie” yeah you do you little shit,,, now admit it to her
- the proud look on luke’s face when he realizes julie is still paying attention to HIM even though she’s supposed to be having a full on conversation with nick
- the shoulder push ( as someone who has had their own shoulder pushed in the middle of a high school hallway as a weird way of flirting,,,,i can definitely somewhat attest to how luke is feeling in that moment and i too continued to flirt with the person who shoulder shoved me while we were still standing in the hallway)
- the flow from whatever the hell dance nick and julie are doing and the perfect harmony dance is so special to me and i love it
-ADOANCLOBNAOVBCOAB THE HAIR PLSSSSS
- EVERYTIME THE SCENE COMES ON AND I SEE HIM WALKING THROUGH THE MIRROR I HAVE TO PAUSE THE SHOW FOR LIKE 10 MINUTES WHILE I DIE LAUGHING BECAUSE THE HAIR IS SO BAD EVEN THOUGH I SHOULD BE USED TO HOW IT LOOKS AFTER WATCHING THIS SHOW LITERALLY 30 TIMES
- i think people see my username and assume i like his hair in this scene but...ummm fun little fact i do not like it
- the dance is so good though ugh my babies
- the hair
- madison is gorgeous
- another season 2 scene i need: julie teaching this dance to luke and they perform it in front of alex and reggie so they can see luke roll on the floor like that
-the hair
- the lift i loveeee
- the voices at the end of the song *chef’s kiss*
- the way julie spins out from luke and into nick omg so good
- “thAnKs pArTnER”
- luke denying his feelings for julie,,,babe pls
- the whole edge of great performance is so good and beautiful and the colors are SPECTACULAR
-julie avoiding luke’s gaze lolz
- can't believe my mans really tried to deny he didn’t have feelings for julie like 5 hours earlier even though he’s getting upset because she hasn’t looked at him in 2 minutes
- THE. GUITAR. RIFF. SOLO.
- when i finally learn how to play the electric guitar well enough to learn the guitar solo... it’s over for everyone
-nick just came to watch the girl he likes perform not watch her flirt with a hologram plssss can we give this man a break next season.
- “we have to say goodbye to julie”- that’s literally more important to luke than not playing music anymore because julie is music to him now
unsaid emily
-already crying and the episode hasn't even started
-willex in the orpheum
- alex literally being OVER reggie
- nope too emotionally unstable to watch this scene right now
- my therapist will be hearing about this tomorrow
- show us the baby picture of luke cowards
- this is such a beautiful song that makes me cry every fucking time gosh damn it
- everytime i watch the flashback scene of luke on his bike i think of “christmas song” by phoebe bridges and i cry even more
- i tried to learn how to play this song on my electric guitar (because i dont have an acoustic guitar) and i ended up crying half way through so i do not think i will be playing it anytime soon:/
- the harmonies *chef’s kiss*
- THE POLICE LIGHTS ....i cry
- FAT tears rolling down my face
- there's literally not a moment i don’t cry during this episode
- interesting little relationship :0
- when i played percussion in 7th grade i used to lay down on the couch in the practice room at school ( which god knows what people did on that couch...ew) and stick my drumsticks up my nose too,,,, just another similarity between alex and i
stand tall
- willie really drove a bus 200 miles into the desert for his crush
- WILLEX HUG
- i love willie no last name so much,,,i just wanna hold and protect him
- alex’s ballerina dance
-julie’s overall outfit i love<3
- “im swimming”
- the way carlos hangs up the iPad on tía makes me CRACK UP he’s just lmao bye girl
- another julie outfit i love
- “anything julie. you know that.” AHHHHHAASIDSJFPACISN love bitches
- the suits
- luke’s hair in this episode is so much better than the perfect harmony hair pls
- YOU GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
- the way luke looks so restricted and confined in his suit... but at the same time he looks like a 10 week old puppy
-luke’s AGGRESSIVE but small foot tapping leading up to being on the stage
- the solos:)))))
- crying again over julie’s monologue to her mom
- julie really was brave enough to be ready to perform by herself
-the way Trevor looks at carrie when she says “been here before”
-ALEXXXXXX
-REGGIEEEEE
-luuukkKKKEEEEEEE
- this performance makes me cry
- especially the first time when i saw luke flickering...sobs
- he finally looks free in his suit:))
- alex’s solo is so pretty i love him
- reggie’s solo too
- nick just straight up vibing the entire performance
- alex and luke holding hands...hehehe cute besties
- “thank you, guys” NO THANK YOU
- the way julie begs for them to do something about the jolts for HER cause she knows luke would never say no to her
- “no music is worth making, julie, if we’re not making it with you,” I JUST SCREAMED AND IM PRETTY SURE I WOKE UP MY ENTIRE HOUSEHOLD...whoops
- going back to that line i could say so much about it but....for someone who’s life was literally MUSIC for the 17 years he was alive, and after finding out he could play music again even though he was dead and saying it made him feel alive, he would give that up- he would give up playing his guitar, playing in a band with his friends, give up writing and singing music- if he wasn’t doing that with julie. that’s more than saying i love you,,,that’s literally like saying i’d give up my ENTIRE LIFE and what i love to do if i dont get to do it with you
- i just made myself cry with that description...wow
-the hug<3
-also imagine how luke felt in that moment,,, hearing this girl, once again that he would give his life up for, saying in his ear that she loves them. i would motherfucking glow too, luke
- *passionately but gently holds each others faces*
-HANDS OFF MY BABY NICK, CALEB
- caleb’s outfit is....something
- the head turn plssss
this was so long and i am so sorry but if you read this far.....leave some of your own reactions or thoughts:)))
k goodnight im gonna, ugh, finally go study ://
#julie and the phantoms#jatp#julie molina#alex mercer#luke patterson#reggie peters#willie#flynn jatp#nick jatp#carrie wilson#renew jatp#netflix PLEASE we are begging give us a season 2
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whos your favorite fic writer/moots and why? Got any recommendations?
first off: pls know that if you're not listed here it doesn't mean i don't like you or your work, it simply means that i have a pea sized brain. love all of u. keep on writing. i really don't want anyone to feel bad (ask nia, i've been crying to her about it).
secondly: i'm not referring to them as my "favourite" cos i can't pick favourites, never really could. maybe that's why i'm simping for so many aot men at once ahaha.
and last but not least: this is going to be a long post so i'mma do all of us the favour and put it under the cut. i feel very soft today and have been listening to the titanic soundtrack for the better half of my day. bear with me, i'mma shower you with love. go check them out!
CHECK THE DNI TAGS ON THESE BLOGS BEFORE READING OR FOLLOWING, PLEASE!
this is in no particular order.
@kojinnie: my queen of angst. the other half of the princess-duo (i came to the conclusion that we're both princesses, we deserve to hang around in pretty dresses and have the time of our lives). especially dream me home still haunts my dreams. i love how you captured the pain and fear both of them feel. and i kind of view it as the start of our friendship, what with both of us writing about the mission to retake wall maria and you jumping into my dms after the fact. love you, kojin, and i only wish you the best.
@starrynightlys: shield-maiden claire. beautiful, talented, funny claire. i love you and i am so happy to have found you here, i really am. i know i've told you this multiple times but whenever i see you on my dash - either fighting off the floch anon or you posting memes, there's a big fat grin on my face. apart from your absolutely mesmerising presence, there's also one work in particular i always come back to: the beginning of forever. you are my source of happy levi content. when the world turns dark and i want him to be happy, i turn to this fic and to your blog in general. love you and i am dreaming of us listening to some good music in a park sometime soon!
@snkslush: luv! my first tumblr wife! this alone has gotten you a very special place in my heart ahah. i love the energy you have - whenever i see you on my dash i feel happy and it's because of how you interact with others. it's like i've known you since forever because of how easily i can talk to you. and reading your filthy thoughts about connie has set off my connie brainrot more than once ahaha.
your headcanons on how the aot boys react when their s/o tells them they want to be railed and also the follow-up still has me drooling. fucking love them. so accurate as well and i'm a slut for everyone ahha
@aotwrites: my lil sunflower. lil sis, you have no idea how happy you truly make me. i love the lil talks we have and i still remember the message you sent me when you were half-asleep, i always giggle when reading it ahah. just know that if you ever want, you can come up to me and ask me weird stuff lil sisters normally ask their bigger sisters. not that i have any good advice to give, but i have a lot of reaction pics to send!
it's very hard for me to pick out one of your fics to recommend - like i said, i have a problem with choosing favourites. but if i absolutely had to, it'd be all of the stars. cried my way through it. will cry again when i reread it. i cry a lot in general.
@arumiee: mars, i know we haven't talked much but our conversation about nurse!armin yesterday is still running around in my head. i can't wait to read about either armin or eren in scrubs, istg. you're so kind and happy-go-lucky, i usually feel nervous when tagging someone on a post but with you yesterday? no problem at all. you give me a sense of safety ahaha (pls don't think i'm weird, i'm actually not. or, yes, i am but in a good way). your purify me had me wanting to take a bath in holy water after reading it. preferably a bath with eren. i guess we're both headed to hell ahaha
@odmlevis: rizrizrizrizriz. i'm laughing right now because all i think of is our last conversation and it's hard to gather my thoughts whenever my mind goes to eren and reiner. or eren and jean - or jean and connie ahaha. i'll have all of them with me in the middle, pretty please.
but back to topic: your the most hurtful things they'd say to you still has my heart breaking. absolutely broken into pieces. because somehow you managed to put all of my worst fears into it. i don't know why i reread it on the regular (i do know, i'm a sucker for pain). other than that, i'm always so happy when i read your messages and when i see you out and about, making others happy with your lil "someone told me to tell you something"-thing you do so often. you're so precious, lemme smooch you.
@onyxoverride: onyx istg your blog is the place i go to if i am down bad. down bad bad. i know we rarely talk and me saying your blog is the place i take my horniness to might come off as weird but it's the truth. i even have problems with picking a favourite because goddamn they're all so good?? what is your secret? if there's a reason for me to go to hell (other than mars' purify me) it's gonna be because of ocean spit. do i have to elaborate further? eren's titan form is fucking hot and thank you for this delicious meal ahha. i am getting all flustered rn just by looking at the lil pic on top of your fic. i will see myself out now. love u onyx you are cool as hell (and i'm nervous as fuck - you're sitting at the cool kids' table in my head ahah - that's why i am so silent around u)
@1252291: and now to you. connie 2 my sasha. erwin smiths ball whore. twIN FLAME, LIGHT OF MY LIFE. buckle up cos we're in for a wild ride. i was debating whether or not to post every of your fics here, because i love all of them so much. i came up with a better idea tho: here's your masterlist. i will talk about two of your works in particular later on, but first you're gonna have to endure me violently showering you with kisses and love.
i haven't told you this before (shocking, i know) but ever since we started talking, i feel like i have a real-life friend again. i haven't had friends in a while and i am so fucking thankful to have you. i really am. i even told my therapist about you because he asked why i am so happy all of a sudden? newsflash: it's because of you.
usually, it was insomnia keeping me up at night but now it's because i am talking to you. and you have no idea how fucking great it feels to wake up in the morning and feel tired; not because some shitty thoughts kept me awake but because i was talking to a friend. i will forever love you for this. you've been there when i was at one of the darkest and loneliest stages of my life and lit up the fucking room with your personality and humour. thank you for being my light. for giving me the same feeling i have when rewatching lord of the rings. for being you. i will stop now but you know i will keep on loving you on main until i take my last breath.
now to your works. falling in love and stay forever. i think you already knew that these are the ones i hold dearest. i still think about felix and rue. i love felix and rue and my heart hurts when thinking of them. your way with words has characters coming to life and touching your heart in a way i've never experienced before. like i said, it felt like those are my friend who died. my fingers running through levi's hair, trying to make his endless pain go away. i am crying again. thank you for creating this. if you ever find the books you've written (or write a new one) i will buy a copy. or ten. have to have some to give away so i can promote your work.
i love u connie 2 my sasha. i really do.
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Ob[li]vious (RinHaru fanfic)
Since I'm back to the fandom after a 7-years-hiatus (not that i ever stopped loving these idiots) and have just learned some exiting things like a new movie coming out on the date Harurinralia episode aired, RinHaru advertizing Tokyo Olympics merch etc, you can imagine what an emotional mess I am rn. Also, i've rewatched the anime and read some things i haven't yet read (like Season 1 novel), and all the feels are so fresh as if i'm back to 2014 T_T Thank you, Free!, for being my time machine. Thank you, RinHaru fandom, for being strong over the years, I love you all sfm T_T
Anyway, there's probably tons of RinHaru Olympics fanfiction (gonna catch up on it), but I couldn't help it once my head started imagining this. It's nothing much, no plot and non-native engrish, but i want to contribute something to this fandom, too. Also, it's probably a parallel universe cause it's Sydney Olympics. Idk. I just wanted it all in one :)
Read on AO3 or under the cut
“Haru…!” Rin chokes out as he claps his hand against the wall and watches the familiar slender shape cleave the air over his head, all in one heartbeat that seems like eternity.
It’s the same as in elementary school. The same as in the second grade of high school. As in a number of dreams Rin had over the years. The same, yet much, much louder.
...The crowds on the stadium lose their minds as Haru slices his way through to the end of the pool, a ferocious underwater lightning that seems to warp space and time themselves, and the moment he touches the wall the world goes white with noise.
Shining.
It’s the shining of the Olympic Gold.
Rin drifts back to reality, at least some limited version of it, to the feeling of Haru's body crushing against his in a stormy hug, and they're both screaming, God knows what, just as the rest of their relay team and the Olympic Sydney and probably the whole freaking world right now.
And Rin can almost process it, flashing before his eyes in an almost coherent sequence of images: years of ups and downs—Haru—their best team—his father’s proud shadow—Haru’s laughter—Japanese flags everywhere— But for an endless moment, the spinning world freezes, and it’s only him and Haru. Alone. They’re together in this place of dreams, right on the spot where Haru broke out of his shell and found his passion, eyes shining and wings unfurled; and Rin can barely breathe as he squeezes him in return, something irrepressible exploding in his chest. And Haru laughs , all tears and sweat and dripping water that leave a salty taste on Rin’s lips because at this moment, it seems only natural to press a kiss to the side of Haru’s neck and then breathe out: “We did it, Haru! We fucking did it...!”
He doesn't think about how gay it must look, and he doesn't have the time to, actually, because the next moment the world picks up full speed, and it's not just him and Haru but their whole team in a jumbled heap of dorks going nuts on the poolside because they have the fucking right.
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The locker room is a mess, too. They sing and shout something jolly and off-key and victorious, kiss their gold medals, drink non-alcoholic beer because some of the guys still have races tomorrow, but Rin is still drunk and he can’t quite feel the ground under his feet. They have to sober up a bit for some government officials to congratulate them on the phone with high words about the honor of Japan and the historical achievement; then for the press to ask them some obligatory, obvious things. What do you mean what I’m feeling right now? I am HAPPY! What? Me kissing Haru? Of course I would kiss him all over again because WE FUCKING DID IT! Hey, Haru! But Haruka is not by his side as he’s probably answering some stupid questions, too, and Rin just laughs, blows kisses into the camera I LOVE YOU ALL! and rushes back to hook himself into the jumping circle of his precious teammates, coaches and staff, and sing the hymn once again.
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The emotional burnout afterward is real. They walk down the street in deafening silence, he and Haru, just two ordinary guys in their everyday clothes as if they weren't THE BEST IN THE WORLD mere minutes ago. Hell, they still are. Rin can barely keep in the giggles that are bubbling in his chest. He feels like they’re some galactic heroes in disguise. It’s freaking awesome.
Haru is silent, though, probably still not quite back to it, or maybe he’s just being Haru again. Rin leaves him be.
Sydney fusses around them, colorful and bright, all dressed in olympic yet still the same familiar Sydney that once broke his bones and watched him drown with these bright cold eyes. Yet Rin loves Sydney. Look at me now, he thinks proudly. Look at me.
But Sydney doesn’t care to look, too busy in its daily routine, too large. They could’ve just taken a taxi to the station, but somehow, without sparing a word, they both decided it’s a walk. Sometimes Rin wonders if they’ve already reached that level of synchrony where they just don’t need words. It’s been years, after all. Mostly spent apart, but still. It’s not so hard to read Haru when you know him through. Not hard at all.
Yet now, he keeps dead-silent, and keeps not looking at Rin, and Rin begins to feel uncomfortable.
Is it that kiss, after all…?
Rin tries to think back, through his most recent memories which are a mashup of the wildest moments of his life, back to that moment. And his body immediately flushes with heat from the vividness of it.
...Haru’s skin is silky and smooth, and his wet hair are soft between Rin's fingers. Haru’s hands are squeezing Rin so tight there must be bruises on his back. Haru’s taste is… Haru-like. Rin can still sense it on his lips. He sucked it in too hungrily, absolutely in a non platonic way. At the mere thought, a sweet wave washes through his body from head to toe, making his every nerve buzz. Rin chokes on a breath and stumbles.
“Fuck,” he murmurs.
Haru flinches slightly but still doesn’t look his way.
The reality begins to sink in. Rin is an idiot.
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It does look gay. Totally.
Rin sees the photos on their train ride—mostly the screenshots various people mailed him—when he jams a cap over his hair and fishes his phone out of his pocket, absently going through his inbox. All the messages are a crazy mess of emoji and caps YOU DID IT WERE SO PROUD OF YOU and they all end up mentioning that kiss. Rin curses under his breath and switches his phone off.
Shit.
And of course, of course where they have to be heading now is that exact same room in that same freaking hotel because Haru called Rin on the night before their flight and said he must book it.
That was a joke, moron! Rin palmed his feverish face, for once relieved they're talking on the phone, no video.
Yeah, I figured, Haruka said, and Rin registered—or imagined?—notes of sadness in his voice. But I thought it's a nice idea for a good luck tradition…
How is it a good luck tradition if we can't stay there before the tournament? Rin moaned, because obviously, they would be living and training with the national team in the Olympic village, what is this airhead even thinking?
Then we'll stay there afterward, Haru said matter-of-factly. It's the intention that matters. Book it.
It won't be available anyway, Rin sighed with exasperation.
Do it, Rin.
And just like that, Rin succumbed and went on to book the damn room, his face hot and his heart jumping and missing beats. Because it’s one thing when it's a mistake, and it’s a whole other freaking thing to do that on purpose, clicking all the OK buttons under the "1 double bed" "ensuite bathroom" shit and the pictures of the said bed and the said bathroom behind the glass.
And of course, of course it just ought to be available for that exact date. Holy fuck.
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There would be times when Rin would seriously consider confessing. He would even go through the most romantic places in his head and compose the most perfect, totally non cliched lines. In his imagination, it would all be sakura petals and city lightscapes, breathtaking views, fancy restaurants with the best mackerel dishes and—if he let his imagination wander off further—private pools and night beaches. He knew it obviously wasn’t a good idea, but he also knew he would jump into it someday. Probably. When they’ve achieved their dream and he’s desperate enough and—
And what? Haru—suddenly—likes him back?
Rin knew Haru liked him, probably even loved him, but not in that way. Obviously not in that way.
...But now, just like that, everything is out in the open, and there’s no meaning in confessions anymore. Rin clenches his sweaty hands as panic begins to engulf him, slowly like a tide.
They walk the last stretch past the quay, and somehow it feels so nostalgic as though they used to live here, not spent a couple of nights some years ago. The city skyline across the water is drowning in the purplish haze of the evening as the night draws closer. So does their destination. Rin feels nausea tugging at his insides.
His voice is a crack as he finally braces himself and says, “There on the poolside... Sorry. I lost it.”
It does not rip through the thick silence between them. Somehow, makes it even heavier.
...This is not how Rin pictured their post-victory evening. In his thoughts, it would be a blur of merry partying involving blissful laughter and bright sparkles in Haru’s eyes, as well as touching words of eternal friendship, team spirit and camaraderie; and the most intimate feeling of love finally intertwined with the joy of the achieved dream would be only for Rin to bask in, drown in, his deepest secret. It was never supposed to confuse and burden Haru. It was never supposed to come out for the whole world to behold.
Now, it must be all over the news. A spur-of-the-moment Olympic coming out... The Japanese Team lets passion speak after the dramatic victory... The Pride Flag rises high in the Olympic Sydney... Rin hisses under his breath.
He's fucking ruined it.
“It won't happen again. Ever,” he finds it important to add. Like it somehow can turn back the tide, fix things and make Haru—along with the rest of the world—just forget.
“Eh?” Haru's voice comes barely audible through the thick beats of pulse in Rin's ears, and the sound of his steps halts.
Haru...halts.
Rin flinches and turns around.
“Ever... Again...” Haruka's lips move without producing a sound. He still doesn’t look at Rin. The bangs fall over his eyes like a shadow.
Rin is confused.
...until something rings alert in his memory. It was one of Rei's talks while Rin was teaching him swimming on the evenings. “...He had been out of it ever since that loss to you. And in the Regionals, it's like he finally collapsed. ‘Will I never swim with Rin again...?’ He seemed devastated.”
Rin was... shaken once again by Rei's revelation. "I won. It means I don't have to swim with you ever again. Ever." He never knew his words had affected Haru that much back then.
It was another grain of hope, another detail Rin attached to his imaginary “signs puzzle”, too eager and incautious. He knew it was a bad idea, he fucking knew it right from the start, and today it finally overflowed, breaking through the barrier of his self-control.
“Ever. Again.” Haru repeats in a firmer voice, his lips twitching in a scoff. And when he raises his head at last, his eyes are a flash of blue blazing Rin’s heart: “Are you chickening out now?”
Rin gulps. Heat flushes the back of his neck. “I’m not...! It’s my fault, ok. You don’t have to comment on it to the press. Just tell them they can go to hell. I’ll do the explaining.” It’s my fault. You shouldn’t be dragged through that shit. You can’t let it affect you, Haru…
“Rin.” He still can’t read through the calmness of Haru’s voice, and maybe even Makoto wouldn’t. “It is you who cares about these things. I never did.”
...and Rin feels all the air being squeezed out of his lungs. He’s back to that horrible, devastating moment in the dark changing room when Haru yelled at him almost the exact same words, “What future? What dreams? It’s you who cares about these things! I’m not like you...!”
Rin forces air back into his lungs. Now, Haru seems rather steady. It is Rin’s voice that trembles as he says, “Like hell you don’t care… wasn’t it you who stopped in the middle of the pool once because of all the pressure?”
“It wasn’t because of the pressure,” Haru denies right away. "It was because I couldn’t understand why I must feel pressured. I just wanted to swim. Not to please the public.”
“You mean… This thing now doesn’t bother you either?”
“Why must it?”
Rin chuckles as he exhales, “Right. You’re the guy who would undress in the middle of a shop to dive into an aquarium, after all…”
Rin's knees almost give out with relief. He’s been an idiot to fear that Haru may leave this path—the path he’d once chosen and never wavered since then—just because of some stupid public scrutiny. And no, Haru's also wrong, because this shit doesn't really bother Rin on itself—but only as far as it affects Haru.
Haruka just nods seriously, his eyes—deadly focused blue lasers—never leaving Rin’s. “If this issue is settled, let’s talk about the important stuff. You kissed me, Rin.”
“I-I thought we’ve just been talking about it,” Rin says in a small voice, panic returning and hitting him like a wave. Right. Publicity is one thing; but what happened between them still stands, and it can't be brushed away just like that. “Haru… I’m sorry. I was carried away by all the feels. It's nothing. It’s not like I… want anything, you know…” he trails off.
Breathe, Rin. Just breathe.
“So, you are chickening out. Even with the gold medal on your chest.”
“I’ve said that I’m not!” Rin clenches his fists in desperation. "God, what do you want me to say now? The obvious? Wanna laugh at my misery...?” No, Haru wouldn’t laugh, he would feel guilty and sad, like that winter when they were 13, and it’s even worse. “Want it to ruin everything we’ve achieved together...?”
“Ruin?” Haru closes the distance between them in a few firm steps like he means it, and halts only when they’re inches apart. Are they being too loud...? Right, they’re still on the quay… Rin backs off until his ass bumps against the railing. But Haru probably wants to push him into the water because he closes those last inches, too, and presses their foreheads together. “Ruin...like this?” his breath soughs across Rin’s parted lips, “—or maybe like this?” And then it’s not just air, but a touch, too. Hot, angry, gentle, wet, greedy— short. Too short. “You’re such a drama queen, Rin.”
...Passers-by continue walking past them as if the world hasn’t just shaken and ground to a halt. Nobody even looks their way. Ok, this is Sydney, not Iwatobi, not like it’s too big of a deal here, two guys standing like this on the quay and— wait, what…?!
“Haru… Do you… too…”
“Obviously. I do.”
“Since when…?”
“Since forever. I thought you knew.”
“Me? Knew…?” Rin barely recovers enough to peel his hands off the metal and clasp them on Haru’s forearms lest he disappears, and everything is another dream, and Rin is the biggest idiot again. “How on earth? Why couldn’t you just say anything?”
“...wasn’t sure you feel the same,” Haru grumbles.
“Oh? Wasn’t it obvious ?” Rin asks in a mocking voice.
“It kinda was.” Haru is still agonizingly close, just enough a distance to look into each other’s eyes, yet he keeps glancing down at Rin’s lips, and each of these glances releases a jar of butterflies in Rin’s stomach. “You’ve been staring at me with these lovestruck eyes since elementary. But it also could have been that you’re just an idiot, so.”
Rin digs his nails into his skin, outraged but too messed up to come up with a witty response in a second, since another second Haru adds, his voice soft and suddenly not so confident anymore: “Anyway... I was afraid to screw up everything, and before the Olympics, too.”
“Now who is the drama queen?” Rin whispers, tentatively sliding his hands up Haru’s arms, sensing goosebumps popping up under his fingertips.
“It’s still you,” Haru smiles and kisses the tear off Rin’s eyelashes.
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I want to add the hotel part, of course, once i finish it. So, let me know what you think about it so far! Love you all <3
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TGF Thoughts: 5x04- And the clerk had a firm...
You can tell I’m enjoying this season when episodes air on Thursdays and I’ve written a recap by Friday night. More under the cut, as always.
I woke up very early on Thursday morning and couldn’t get back to sleep, so I decided to just watch this episode on my phone (I write these on rewatch). I’m sure the show was hoping that the upside-down clips of fake!Love Island would be disorienting, but wow, did this work on me. Between the lack of sleep and how plausible it would’ve been for me to accidentally have my phone upside-down with rotation lock on... I truly thought it was an ad for Love Island and also had to pause the episode to check my phone settings. Good job, show!
It turns out, however, that Carmen is doing a headstand and watching reality TV on her laptop. Very happy to see Carmen at home. It would be easy for the show to have her just be a mysterious presence at the firm, so even seeing her do perfectly normal things is a good reminder that she is a whole person and not just Associate Who Will Defend Anyone.
(I wouldn’t have expected Carmen to enjoy reality tv, but then again, I love Big Brother so...)
Carmen lives in a studio that doesn’t look like it is brand new!!! I’m ridiculously excited to see an apartment that actually looks like a place someone fresh out of law school might live. I’d believe it if Carmen lived in a studio in a luxury building or a one-bed on the salary she’s surely making at RL, but it’s very refreshing to see a character who isn’t super-wealthy on this show that tends to be about, well, very wealthy people.
Carmen is smarter than every other character on this show and on most TV shows: instead of opening the door without taking any precautions, she puts the chain on first. Remember how people used to just show up at Alicia’s door when she was the governor’s wife, and she’d always just open the door and look surprised?
Charles Lester is at Carmen’s door even though it’s nearly midnight. She tries to get him to leave, but he insists on staying. She closes the door to undo the chain, and uses the privacy of the closed door to grab a makeshift weapon, just in case.
Carmen explains her apartment by saying, “student loans.” So she doesn’t come from (excessive) money. (Or she was cut off by her family, but I feel like the early character description of Carmen said something about her family not having money.)
Lester has something very important to tell Carmen, but all his notes are on different scraps of paper and, even though he says his information is time sensitive, he takes his time looking for the right piece of paper.
He says Carmen can’t say she heard the info from him, blah blah. He’s there to share that in ten minutes, someone at the firm is going to be searched by the FBI. This info comes, of course, from Rivi.
Do we think Lester has to reference his notes to remember that the FBI is searching a name partner of Carmen’s firm? Or do we think he’s fucking with her? I think the latter.
Carmen was doing exercises to help with migraines, btw.
Carmen calls Diane to tip her off. Diane and Kurt are already asleep, but luckily, Diane has her phone on full volume and takes the call. She’s not happy about it and asks if it can wait until tomorrow. Asks is the wrong word—she instructs the caller to hang up if it can wait.
Even though Carmen can’t say where she got the information, Diane knows it must be from Rivi. Seems obvious enough.
Kurt gets out of bed and starts locking up guns and getting to work; Diane calls Liz. Liz is in bed with a guy we’ve never seen before and she does not really want to talk.
Liz notes that the info also could’ve come from Wolfe-Coleman, since Carmen is “tangled up with some rough characters.”
I’m sorry, fake Netflix CEO man... WHY ARE YOU STILL TRYING TO KISS AND PLAY WITH LIZ WHEN SHE IS ON THE PHONE TALKING ABOUT PURGING FILES AND THE FBI????
I don’t even hold this against the character. This is one of those things the writers of this show LOVE doing to heighten tension. They think people behave like this in real life and that it’s funny to have a million competing priorities at once, so they insist on doing things like this. In reality, I would be concerned about any person who did not hear “FBI” and go, “um, what the hell is happening? I should stop trying to fuck rn.”
Kurt starts burning papers. Is no one going to point out that maybe being on the phone (after you KNOW you’ve had NSA issues) talking about tips from powerful criminals and asking questions that are pretty clearly about document destruction... is a bad strategy?
Dude, why are you STILL GOING after Liz clearly tells you to stop!? Do you want me to hate you?!
Liz adds Jay to the call. He is asleep and also his hallucination from the premiere is (sadly) back. I still don’t get what they’re going for with this, so I’ll just be happy that (1) there is only one hallucination this time and (2) it’s only on screen for a minute.
This dude is really chanting “Let me see ‘em!” at Liz while she is on a frantic work call! This is how we are introduced to him! This is not funny! If this weren’t being played for laughs/to raise the stakes by having a lot going on I would be calling this man misogynistic!
Liz remembers that Diane has full boxes of files! They spill onto the floor as she tries to hide them! Drama!
And then the FBI arrives, so Diane asks Liz to take her 9 am with Wackner
The FBI enters, accompanied by... Nancy Crozier! Nancy is now an AUSA for some reason!
Nancy has graduated from “just a girl from Michigan” to using her pregnancy for dramatic effect. I guess she’s aged into being Patti Nyholm, or something. (I would LOVE to see Patti Nyholm show up on TGF.)
I know the client files are top of mind for Diane, but isn’t it kind of obvious that the FBI would be there about Kurt, given that the FBI was talking to Kurt days earlier?
9 mins in is early for credits!! (This first act flies, too—did not feel like 9 minutes.)
I say this once an episode, but isn’t it so fun to see all the characters from season one of TGW pop up in season five of TGF?
Liz sees her new man, Del Cooper, in reception. He’s a client. They try to be professional with each other. Liz remembers Diane’s 9 am with Wackner and asks the receptionist to tell her when he arrives. She dismissively says it’s “Some judge guy.” Wackner is, of course, already there and watching the interaction with interest. He uses this as an opportunity to “look for the restroom,” observe Liz meeting with someone else, and walk down to the associate floor.
He asks associate Leah (we’ve definitely seen her several times before) where he’s supposed to go for the staff meeting. She asks if he means the partner meeting or the associate one—he wants whichever is more interesting. She says she only knows about the associate meeting, and so he tags along.
Leah and Lucy (the associate from last week; Michael Boatman’s daughter) talk and assume that Wackner is from STR Laurie and thus in charge of the fate of their careers.
The associate meeting is fairly small—Leah refers to it as their “daily” so I wonder if it’s more like a team meeting than a meeting of all the associates.
The COTW is about a comedian who isn’t always PC. FakeNetflix is getting a lot of Twitter pushback.
“Ah, so you’re worried about being cancelled,” Liz notes. “Don’t say the ‘C’ word,” Del jokes. Then he asks the firm to do a sensitivity read of the comedian’s act.
Liz asks why them. David doesn’t get why she’s asking, though obviously Liz knows he won’t be offended by her question since they have a relationship outside of work. Del thinks that RL is the right firm for this task because they are a black firm, and also because this can be an audition for the rest of their legal business.
This seems like it is better for a PR firm or image consultant? Not a law firm? But sure.
Diane explains the whole January 6th situation to Liz. Liz immediately understands that if Kurt is in trouble, Diane is the one representing him. Because Kurt is Kurt, I’m willing to accept the “spouses-representing-each-other" trope here. But let the record reflect that, as always on this show, it is a TERRIBLE idea to have your spouse represent you! Just pick someone outside of the firm! JUST PICK ELSBETH, KURT.
Diane asks how her 9 am went; David Lee interrupts to ask Liz why she is being so casual with Del. “David, I am on the phone,” Liz responds. I love that she doesn’t really answer him.
Leah and Lucy try to turn the associate meeting into a showcase of how great they are; the other associates catch on quickly and all are happy to answer Wackner’s questions. He wants to understand jury trials.
Nancy’s pregnancy act does not work on Judge Farley, yet she keeps it up anyway. Court doesn’t go well for Diane, but it also doesn’t go well for Nancy.
Some of these interactions remind me a little too much of Peter’s trial at the end of TGW, like this one where Nancy goes to Diane with information about Kurt.
Leah gets off the elevator as Diane and Nancy talk, and to Diane’s surprise, Wackner is shadowing Leah! She takes a moment to look surprised before we return to the scene with Nancy.
I like all the little interactions within this Wackner plot. Diane asking Liz to meet with Wackner both connects Wackner to Liz AND shows that Diane would turn to Liz for back-up, and having Wackner/Leah run into Diane in court is a good reminder that even though Diane is dealing with a pressing issue, Wackner hasn’t just disappeared.
Diane encourages Kurt to talk. She wants to know if he’s not telling her something because she’s his wife or because she’s his lawyer. This is maybe why you don’t hire your wife as your lawyer.
Kurt says it’s because of politics—Diane doesn’t like that, since this is one issue where their politics should be shared.
“Diane, this works between us because we don’t let our political judgements overwhelm our respect for each other,” Kurt explains. But... is that relevant to this particular issue?
Diane asks the same question, essentially, noting that January 6th changed “everything” for her and she can’t treat this like a “chess game” anymore. Kurt wants to know what she’s calling a chess game. She says their marriage is the one thing that’s not a game.
On one level I understand exactly what Diane is saying and on another level I have no clue what this dialogue actually means. She can’t treat things like a game anymore, but also their marriage is the only thing that isn’t a game? So does that mean she can treat everything else like a game, then? I think what she’s trying to say is that the time for seeing political disagreements as a calm and rational game of strategy is over, and that she values her marriage and won’t play around with it.
Kurt tells her what he burned—a list of people in his little group. He says he’d protect them just like he’d protect Diane’s book group friends. Oh, wow, I was not EVER expecting to hear about that arc again! This is a pretty perfect time to mention it, though, since Kurt DID protect book group for the exact same reason he’s protecting the members of his club.
Other than “winning over a new client is important,” I have no idea why Liz and David Lee would gather together a group of partners to do the sensitivity read. I don’t know who IS the appropriate person to do the sensitivity read, given that this is a law firm, but I know this is a bad call.
Oh, they are going to go through line by line dissecting each joke in a group. They get through one joke before Madeline notes that the comedian is “objectifying black men.” A black male partner says he doesn’t mind. Madeline says that doesn’t matter because the joke is racially insensitive.
Overlapping chatter ensues, and the partners try to make changes to the comedian’s jokes, like substituting Norwegian for Nigerian. This... is not what law firms do. The joke isn’t funny with the substitution, but it also wasn’t funny before. It was low hanging fruit and the correct answer is to just cut it entirely. (Also, if you’re a comedian and all your jokes are about common stereotypes of groups to which you do not belong, you are probably not a very funny comedian!)
Diane has Jay do some more investigating. Jay looks up when Diane says, “ringleader of the insurrectionists,” and Diane is just like, “I know.” Then Carmen walks in.
Diane congratulates Carmen on “hitting the ground running” and then asks again how she knew about the warrant. Diane says she’s covered by the same attorney-client privilege, so Carmen should be able to share. Carmen notes the warrant was actually about Kurt, which does not answer Diane’s question. “So this came from Rivi?” Diane asks. Carmen says she can’t confirm.
“Carmen. You have been here three weeks. You have two clients: Wolfe-Coleman and Oscar Rivi. It’s one or the other!” Diane notes. Yep. I love that they didn’t forget that this isn’t much of a mystery. It’s more about principle than anything. If Diane knows it’s one of two sources and needs more information, I’m sure Jay can figure it out.
Carmen knows she’s stuck, so she asks if she can make a phone call. “I think that would be smart,” Diane says.
I’ve noticed that Liz and Diane are both being quite firm with others this season—and I like it. They're spending more time with lower-level characters, and both Diane and Liz have reasons to be more curt this year. Diane is under a lot of stress and it’s showing in all of her interactions; Liz is making a point of seeming in control to establish herself as the leader of the firm.
Then Marissa walks in. “What is going on with your crazy court judge?” Diane asks. “My?” Marissa asks. “Marissa, I am in no mood for defensiveness,” Diane insists. She mentions Wackner missing his meeting and shadowing Leah. That’s news to Marissa.
Marissa heads to Wackner’s court to figure out what’s going on.
Wackner is now experimenting with juries. This is interesting to me—I'd wondered before how smart it was to just have Wackner make all the rulings, so exploring the idea of having a jury shows he’s thinking about that, too. Also, it’s another sign that Wackner wants his court to have many of the same structures as a real courtroom. There are still judges, juries, witnesses, trials—he's starting something new, but it feels more like he’s testing out improvements for an imperfect system. I wonder if his end goal would be to set up separate courts, or if he’s more interested in shaping laws/reforming the system? Surely Wackner has ambitions of scaling up whatever conclusions he comes to. So what are they?
The reason for the juries is that the associates told him that juries are racially biased, so he’s trying to correct it. He also explains how he ended up shadowing Leah, and advises Marissa to go exploring whenever she’s kept waiting. (I have a feeling Marissa doesn’t need to be told this, but then, that’s why she’s Wackner’s “muse.”)
Marissa notes that Wackner’s court is looking nicer—there must be money coming in from somewhere new. Wackner confirms there’s been a sympathetic donor.
Wackner is dealing with a case about NFT fraud. Marissa says she doesn’t know what that is. I’m going to assume that Marissa is using Wackner’s strategies against him (she had just accused him of playing dumb to get others to talk) because I cannot believe that Marissa, who always knows random facts, ESPECIALLY ones that involve weird corners of the internet, would not know what an NFT is.
Marissa hears the case is about $4 million, and she’s shocked because this raises the stakes a little more than even she is comfortable with. Wackner has a signed and notarized document saying that both sides will honor the verdict. It is, as Marissa points out, notarized in 9 ¾ court by Wackner about a fictional case. “About a fictional crime,” Wackner adds on.
I’m a little surprised this is all these writers had to say about NFTs! Maybe they knew that by the time this aired, the actual topic would feel dated.
Mandy Patinkin is just SO GOOD as Wackner! I’m watching a fictional show about a fictional crime in a fictional court and even I am starting to believe in his ludicrous court!
Wackner’s jury selection process involves catching potential jurors in traps, like pretending to know the national anthem when they don’t. Smart. Probably super problematic if you think about it too hard and put it in the wrong people’s hands and people start to know the system. But smart, for now.
Diane is now in the sensitivity read meeting, for reasons passing understanding. They are still talking about the first joke. Jay calls Liz out of the meeting and notes that everyone in the room is old and no one is funny. “I’m funny!” Liz argues. Diane tries to leave the meeting, and Liz tells Diane Jay’s idea about needing younger people. “Oh god yes,” Diane agrees. I’m glad she sees it and a little alarmed that Liz doesn’t! I feel like they should’ve sent the tape to everyone interested in participating, then asked them to write up (separately) anything they found questionable or offensive, and gone from there, ending with a close review of anything that wasn’t previously flagged. If you debate every single line for hours you’re going to get nowhere.
I don’t know why Liz is so concerned that Jay thinks she’s not funny? But she is.
Diane asks Liz to join her meeting with Carmen and Lester. This is a scene I’ve been waiting for! Diane and Liz are both there and so the scene FEELS important. The plot advances. And, most importantly, they address why Carmen is staying at RL!
Lester reiterates that Carmen is super important to Rivi, so if Carmen says she can’t share info, then she can’t share info. Liz and Diane do not accept this. “I am a name partner. Carmen is a first-year associate,” Liz says. “Now, Carmen is free to resign and hang her shingle wherever she’d like. She can even go and work for you. That is up to her. But while she is here, she is subject to the rules and the mentoring of this firm.”
Lester tries to take Carmen out of the meeting. Liz and Diane won’t let him: They need to know if Carmen is staying with the firm, now.
“You have a lot to learn, Carmen. And you can only do that here,” Diane pitches. I don’t think that’s exactly true, but it’s not untrue.
Here is a question I have about Carmen: she is WILLING to represent drug dealers and rapists. Does she WANT to? She chooses RL, so I’m guessing her interests lie in big law and not in aiding criminals.
Lester leaves, but not before saying Kurt is about to get a grand jury summons. Diane gets one too. It’s not the usual guy! Too bad.
A bigger group is now deciding on if jokes are offensive or not, and they’re doing so with paddles that are red on one side (offensive) and green on the other (funny). I’m sure this is going to go well.
The group sees the replacement jokes and they are confused. Marissa wants to see the original joke. Julius shows the room, and everyone laughs. The joke is funny—and offensive. Someone from the mail room notes that he would be the butt of this joke, but he finds it funny, so he thinks the comedian should be able to continue with her set.
Here is where I think I fall on this: Get sensitivity reads to get ahead of any huge issues (like, don’t be Pepsi with the ad with whichever Jenner it was who solved racism). Be aware of the potential issues. Let viewers decide what is and isn’t offensive, and make informed decisions rather than arbitrary rules about what content to show. You’ll KNOW if you are indulging the tendencies of someone with a history of making the same type of problematic jokes (for example, maybe if you are reviewing something by Tina Fey and she tries to write another edgy plot where racial stereotypes are the punchline, you advise her to not do that because, I mean, why WERE there so many episodes of 30 Rock that involved blackface??). You’ll KNOW if you are giving a platform to someone who is actively trying to spread misinformation and be cruel to others. Someone’s going to be offended by everything, and it may be a huge deal and it may not be. IMO, it doesn’t really matter that I can’t make an exact set of rules about what is/isn’t smart to air. I don’t think anyone—not networks, not creators, and not audiences—would benefit from that. Lawyers might, though, for all the billable hours...
“You can’t tell a joke without offending someone,” Jay notes. I do not think this is true! Puns don’t offend anyone!
David Lee’s counter-example to Jay’s point is Gilbert & Sullivan. Of course it is.
As always, the argument devolves into overlapping chatter. These episodes exhaust me. At least this episode has some fun with the topic of the week and seems to have more of a point of view than some of the past episodes where the only conclusion is, “Wow! Controversy is controversial!”
Marissa ends up in the mail room with Jay and one of the mailroom guys (captions say his name is Jimmy). They are mocking the partner’s ideas of comedy. Jay and Jimmy agree that the best comedy is mean. But, Jay says, now it feels like you need “a permission slip to tell a joke.” Is... this true? This feels like one of those things people who would never actually get “cancelled” worry about because their fear overtakes their ability to understand what really gets someone cancelled.
Then again, this episode was written by professional writers who would absolutely know better than I am if people are really hesitant to tell jokes.
Jimmy has started making literal permission slips to allow people to tell jokes about specific groups. Jay and Marissa are down.
Jay asks Jimmy to make a card for something so inappropriate he wouldn’t joke about it... and Jimmy prints a card that says Greta Thunberg. No one wants to joke about that.
And you know why this joke lands well for me? Part of it is that the vibe of this scene is very fun and laid back. But mostly it’s because Younger tried to make a Greta Thunberg joke this season, and it was quite possibly the worst, most embarrassing thing I’ve seen a TV show do in ages. It wasn’t funny, just mean, over the top, lazy, and never-ending. (Poor Younger. That show had an awful final season.)
Liz is still worried she’s not funny. She asks Del if she’s funny and mentions Jay’s comment. He says she’s funny, but she’s not convinced he’s being honest. He points out this is a discussion no one will win. Del ends up accidentally saying “I love you” to Liz, which is a big deal for a relationship we’ve seen for all of two seconds. Liz says they don’t have to talk about it, but Del insists on explaining that he meant “affection,” not love. I’m glad they’re talking about this.
“Then maybe we should get married,” Liz says as seriously as possible. She stares at Del and smiles. He laughs and admits that was funny. It was VERY funny!
Grand jury time! Yet Another Ham Sandwich: The Sequel: The Musical: The Series. (Am I funny? Pls tell me I’m funny and hip with the teens!)
It’s Diane’s turn first. She does well, but there’s not much to say when Nancy plays the recording of Diane phoning the FBI with the rioter’s name. I did not need the clip from last episode in here. Diane is calm in court, but rushes to tell Kurt immediately. Nancy predicted Diane would do that, so she calls in Kurt before Diane has a chance to warn him.
So, wait, Kurt thought all of this was just a COINCIDENCE? Diane didn’t tell him earlier?! I don’t love this choice, but okay.
Liz finds a joke permission slip on her desk. Julius has one too. “Did you use it?” Liz asks. Julius doesn’t understand what that even means. Then they trade clothes, because Liz does want to tell a joke about white girl clothes.
Julius suspects the cards are a way to make fun of the partners for being unfunny. The associates are also chatting about the cards, having lots of fun, so it’s clearly not about the partners.
I think now is an appropriate time to mention that TGW and TGF have both been consistently hilarious shows and have been on the air for a combined twelve years. Neither rely on the types of jokes that these cards permit. This is a kind of interesting thought experiment, but... doesn’t it say something that the shows never use these jokes as crutches and still manage to be funny? This is what I meant earlier about people being afraid of cancel culture when they’re not actually really at risk of coming under fire. These writers know how to write things that are funny. They know how to make comedy out of absurdity and subverting expectations. And yet they’re worried about how to have jokes that aren’t mean? Really?
The first laugh out loud funny TGW moment that comes to mind right now is the episode that ends with that obnoxious talk show guy trying to out Diane as a lesbian. That joke deals with identity. But it still holds up 12 years later, because the joke isn’t that Diane could be gay... the joke is that Diane DOES NOT GIVE A SHIT what this pest is saying about her on TV, and so she laughs. And because the tension of the talk show guy’s BIG DRAMATIC REVEAL is cut with Diane’s dynamic, loud laugh, we laugh with her! I’m not really sure what I'm trying to illustrate with this example. I’m just noting that you can be topical, funny, and entirely appropriate at the same time... and these writers are great at finding that balance.
HR starts, like, texting (they TEXT Marissa!!!) employees about the joke permission slips? It’s so bizarrely done that I thought this was going to be a prank.
Jay decides they won’t go to HR, and Jimmy decides they’ll delay. Why wouldn’t HR just come down and take away the cards?
For this week’s dose of Wackner Wackiness, witnesses will be fully costumed, and it goes without saying that the costumes will be as over the top as possible.
David Cord is the mysterious donor. Marissa spots him and instantly puts the pieces together. Cord explains he met Wackner on the elevator. I can’t say enough how much I like that this season has a lot of moving pieces that feel like part of a whole. Cord showed up as part of a case that caused internal debate at the firm and had a thematic parallel to an ongoing plot, then crossed over into Wackner’s plot once he was established as a character!
Cord says he’s interested in “disrupting things” so he’s interested in Wackner. I did not need the still photo of where they founded HP that’s used to illustrate humble beginnings, I guess.
Nancy mentions Kurt’s unfortunate last name—she so would. Kurt takes the fifth. Was this thing about needing a reason to take the fifth true in the earlier seasons and just not mentioned? Didn’t Kalinda and Will use this strategy?
Nancy, obviously, plays the recording of Diane reporting the rioter. Kurt conceals his reaction for the grand jury, but he’s pissed.
Diane tries to apologize and Kurt asks for another lawyer. This is the right move. I can’t be all that sad.
The partners have collected all the cards and are trying to do damage control with HR. (Interestingly, there are certain topics the cards we see don’t touch on. Like, where’s the rape joke card? Aren’t rape jokes what we usually talk about when we talk about comedians getting cancelled? And where are the jokes about minority groups (aside from little people, referred to using the PC name instead of the names that would probably be used in most offensive jokes about little people) not represented in the TGF cast? I find this little bit of self-censorship quite notable, especially given that the writers seem to be arguing in favor of not regulating humor. These omissions, which MUST be intentional, tell me the writers do have their own lines they won’t cross...)
(My larger point there, and where this funny-but-unnecessary subplot fails for me, is that this whole episode feels like a bit of a panic over cancel culture and winds up being a strawman argument. I don’t disagree with the conclusions the writers come to and I do find some of these scenes funny. But at the same time, I don’t think Cancel Culture is actually about coming after every single joke that makes fun of any person or group (if we must do a cancel culture plot, why not do one about someone who is an odious person and yet still has a following even after they’ve been “cancelled”). And I don’t think that showing HR as a very stern, strict, humorless body is helpful. I’m getting ahead of myself, but all that accomplishes is having Liz win on a point that pretty much everyone can agree on, because no one is actually as humorless as STRL’s HR department! Humor has so many gray areas and if you try to make it black and white, obviously the side that’s saying YOU CANNOT MAKE JOKES ABOUT ANYTHING is going to be the one that is wrong.
I did just remember that all of these writers have probably dealt with unfun and strict standards & practices departments, and I like the way HR is portrayed more if I try to imagine them as Standards & Practices.
Liz decides she is going to see HR so she’s seen as an authority figure, not someone subversive. But first, Liz has to meet with Del and the comedian.
Wackner and Cord are in Diane’s office. Diane’s skeptical of their alliance. She also points out that it is corrupt for Wackner to be financed by Cord and decide on Cord’s cases. This is true. Cord says he has no vested interest in any of the cases. And Wackner says he’s the “most untouchable man on earth” and quotes a song again. Yet another example of how this court only works if Wackner is in charge.
The comedy meeting does not go well. David Lee is already trying to pitch their other servicces. The comedian finds the censored version hilarious in how terrible it is, and then she starts making fun of it, loudly, and for way too long.
David thinks it went poorly; Liz isn’t concerned. David is all, “you failed” and Liz asks him to cool it and notes that David isn’t the highest-ranking person at STRL, so he should “stop the shit” and work with her. She’s already sounding more like a boss.
Julius complements her on being “Boseman-like,” which is true (though I wish she didn’t need to be compared to her ex-husband). “I know,” Liz says quietly, likely because she hates that Adrian is still influencing her this much.
Del joins Wackner and Cord in the elevator, and this isn’t the end of the episode but I’m going to pretend it is so all the episodes can end on elevators this year. It’s close enough.
Kurt’s new lawyer is Julius. Ah, yes, choose the corrupt judge Trump pardoned who works at your wife’s firm to represent you. Seems smart.
Liz walks past Diane’s office and the camera follows her up to HR. She tries to get HR to understand humor. They do not. And that’s the episode.
So, a few thoughts to conclude. First, I went into this recap thinking I’d have a lot more to say about cancel culture and the way this episode handled the debate. But I ended up liking this plot—and this episode-- more the second time around. I still don’t think this episode said anything groundbreaking about cancel culture, because I don’t think it actually engaged with the topic beyond the surface. As I noted earlier, coming to the conclusion that jokes should be allowed because we’re all human isn’t really a resolution the real topic. What about accountability? What about allowing for some jokes to be too far without taking the teeth out of every joke? What about the way people panic over cancel culture when they’re not being canceled (this episode felt a little bit like a panic over cancel culture, which is why I reacted negatively to it the first time through) or about how cancellation doesn’t always stick or have meaning? There is SOMETHING to explore here, but I don’t think this episode found that something.
Second, because I didn’t find a way to work it in above... is it me, or is it actually HELPING the show to not have Adrian or Lucca around!? This season feels so much more focused than the past several, and I think it might be because the writers (who are, as always, very good at adapting to curveballs) had to restructure the show. Lucca always had her own subplots that were separate from everything else, and Adrian’s charisma tended to overpower others’ presence (especially Liz’s) whenever he was in the room. It didn’t help that the writers seemed to LOVE writing Adrian plots, even if it meant neglecting others.
Don’t get me wrong—I love Adrian and Lucca both. But there’s something to be said for a tighter show with three main interconnected pieces (Liz/firm drama, Diane/FBI and Kurt, Marissa/Wackner’s court) that carry over from episode to episode. Like the titles of the season, these episodes build on each other.
Also, there’s the right amount of every character this season. David Lee is used sparingly; Jay and Julius are supporting players who sometimes get the spotlight; Wackner is a huge presence but his plot feels like part of the show; Carmen feels important but isn’t being given screentime for the sake of screentime; Liz is finally the type of lead she should’ve been from the start; Marissa has nicely grown into a role closer to leading than supporting; Diane remains a clear lead.
5x05 next week!!! I am expecting some Hitting the Fan level quality and at least one fan-service-y reference. (Not really, but wouldn’t it be fun?)
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