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fictionalwh0ree · 8 months

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the gang dating a stoner hcs

warnings: mentions weed and alcohol

a/n: as someone who's a lowkey stoner, i wrote this with the reader being someone who doesn't look like they'd be a stoner.

johnny cade

definitely doesn’t mind that you smoke

he’s maybe tried it once but never enough that he felt anything

one day he tries it with you

he immediately understands why you do it

johnny has a lot of issues and has a lot of baggage, smoking weed helps him calm down

you’re happy that it makes him happy

but that can also be dangerous

you worry about him getting hooked to the feeling, so you make sure he only ever does it with you

thankfully its illegal and since johnny is kind of skittish, he doesn’t go after it on his own

smoking with him is a mix of calm and paranoia

hes paranoid while you’re smoking

worrying about the smell, who’s around, your eyes, etc

but once its done, he’s calm

you spend many late nights just dozing off in each others arms after smoking

also many deep talks

overall, he’s grateful for you (and it) and he accepts your habits

dallas winston

he LOVES that you’re lowkey a stoner

there’s something about how you look when your eyes are all droopy and red that turns him onnnnn

(he also finds you being able to roll hot, idk why)

he definitely does it here and there

but he loves to smoke with you

on a rare night, you two will get crossed at bucks and will probably end up fucking

high sex is his favvvvv

he’ll take you to the drive-in after you smoke

those are probably the only times you’ll pay attention to a movie around him

he’s very rebellious so he doesn’t worry about you getting caught very often

he’ll even steal snacks for you

he lets you crash in his bed if you’re super slumped

you love cuddling with him if you’re high

something about the warmth and skin to skin just feels so much better

he definitely finds it funny when you’re high

he’ll laugh about you demolishing your food

he definitely laughs when you start sharing your high thoughts with him

and he finds it especially funny when you find something funny and can’t stop laughing

you’ve definitely been caught in some dumb ass situations where you look at each other and have to find a way to hold in the laughter

ponyboy curtis

definitely has never smoked

he knows its illegal, so he was definitely surprised to find out you do it

at first, you kept it separate from him

you know his brother would kill him if he tried

you didn’t smoke around him and were never really high around him

until one time you were headed home after a smoke session with your friends and you ran into him

he invited you to the drive- in with the gang

steve and dally could definitely tell

ponyboy could tell something was off but couldn’t pinpoint it

he bought you a popcorn and you couldn’t shut up about how much better it tasted

“has this popcorn always been this good?”

“it doesn’t taste any different than the last time we had it”

“are you sure?”

“are you okay”

dally definitely broke the news to him and it hit him quick

after that, pony started asking you questions about weed

“what does it feel like to be high?”

“does food actually taste better?”

“does it taste like a cigarette?”

you asked him if he wanted to try it one day so you waited until a day where his house was completely empty and smoked

after one hit, he was coughing like crazy

no amount of cigarettes could’ve prepared him for that

he couldn’t smoke very much because of the coughing but he got high and finally understood the food thing

tore apart any food available

he really loves to watch the sunset when he’s high

he thinks the colours and scenery are so much more detailed and pretty

he’s the type to turn into a poet when he’s high

but in the end the coughing was not worth it so he only does it very rarely (and only with you)

its a very special occasion when pony smokes, so you always make sure its a good experience and you do everything so darry will never find out

sodapop curtis

he’s definitely tried it before

he was not a fan

(he wasn’t inhaling it right so he never felt it and thought it was pointless)

he was very surprised when he found out you smoked

he always makes sure you’re careful with it

he takes extra care of you when you’re high

he makes sure you don’t have to talk to anyone

will take you to go get whatever you’re craving

he’s also a fan of the high eyes

he thinks its cute when you laugh at dumb things you wouldn’t usually find that funny

he’s very observant so he can definitely tell when you’re high and even if you’ve smoked at all

you taught him how to inhale

unfortunately he’s a bit of a paranoid high person so you don’t smoke with him

he always feels his senses heightened

this boy will hear a cop car coming from five blocks away and then panic as if you’re not sitting inside his house

however he is the type to EAT when he’s high

he’s like a bottomless pit

but hes also sodapop curtis so he’ll stay skinny anyway

darry curtis

darry definitely tried weed in high school

i mean he was on the football team

but he’s not a fan

too much risk not enough reward

so when it comes to dating a stoner

he’d probably rather not

but if he is

you just have to keep it separate

you don’t smoke around him and you’re never really high around him

he doesn’t mind the habit as long as you don’t let it affect your ambition

darry is a workaholic, he looks for a partner with drive

so as long as you smoking weed isn’t interfering with your job its fine

he would never date someone who is always high

he’s okay with it if its more of a couple days a week type thing

once you’ve been dating a while, he makes it clear that you can smoke and be high around him

because he’d rather you do it around him then alone or out on the streets

he thinks its cute when you’re high

he likes how you’re giggly

he’ll cook for you

and he likes how affectionate you get

he smoked with you ONCE

he, like sodapop, is the type to eat like there’s no tomorrow

after it was done, the entire gang unexpectedly showed up at his house

they could tell

darry’s eyes were practically bloodshot red

ponyboy took advantage of calm darry and got to stay out late

“get him high more often y/n”

they tried to keep their laughs to themselves but it didn’t work

two-bit especially could not contain himself around darry and couldn’t look at him without laughing

you definitely fucked after and the high sex was almost enough to get him to smoke again

but he could never EVER let the gang see him like that again

he only got high with you again after you learnt how to make edibles

two-bit matthews

two-bit loves that you smoked

funniest couple ever

you love smoking with and around him because he makes you laugh so hard

funny sober = super funny high

you two will laugh until you’re clutching your stomachs in pain

he’ll finish a whole chocolate cake high

two-bit is not a sit down and relax type of high person

there’s two potential reasons

a) he’s just like that

b) he’s always a little drunk so he just ends up slightly crossed

he’s super social and bounces off the walls

so sometimes you have to let him just go out with his friends

once he comes down from it all he’s super tired

you guys WILL take naps together

you’ll sleep from 11am-4pm

or you’ll go to bed at 2am and wake up at 1pm

it all depends but the two of you are heavy ass sleepers after smoking

the house could’ve blown up and neither of you would notice

steve randle

he has also tried smoking before, but never too much

he had basically forgotten it existed until you

he doesn’t like it when you smoke alone so if you’re not with friends, sometimes he’ll smoke with you

it actually helps him focus a lot

if he can work on a car high, he will

it becomes the only thing that matters

gets you dx discounts on snacks

he’s pretty quiet high so the two of you will often spend your time watching a move with his arm around your shoulder

he’s lowkey strict with it because he doesn’t want you to get caught

so he doesn’t let you smoke in very public places or in broad daylight unless you’re somewhere safe

doesn’t let you meet your dealer alone

he’s protective of you when you’re high because he thinks it makes you a bit more vulnerable

he’ll do all the talking

he doesn’t like people who spend their entire day high

he’s okay with it as long as you’re not a bum because of it

#the outsiders #dallas winston x reader #ponyboy x reader #darry curtis x reader #sodapop x reader #two bit matthews x reader #steve randle x reader #johnny cade x reader #the outsiders headcanons

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spidermans-l-o-v-e-r · 8 months

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Twice bitten

Why is my dream to be a housewife? I’m handy okay I have a wild amount of skills I swear I’d be an amazing housewife

Pairing: Buck x Eddie x reader

Word count: ….s’all in da notes app. But I did it okay 🥹🥹🥹 I wrote a longer one it’s a miracle

Notes: I didn’t realize how desperate I was for these two until I tried finding fics for them. Whoever writes them I love you, thank you. Ps, I don’t edit shit I’m sorry

⭐️Day 16: Double Penetration⭐️

It was normal on certain days of the week for Buck to rush home, the guys teased him for it but he just laughed it off claiming he was excited to just pass out after the long day they’d had.

It was normal for Eddie to crash at Bucks place on certain days.

Why no one noticed these days coincided with each other neither man was sure, but they sure as hell weren’t going to point it out.

Everyone knew you were Bucks longtime girlfriend, you’d met after the neighbors in your apartment burnt down their own home and half of yours. There was nowhere to go that night as you sat in the back of an ambulance, an oxygen mask over your face. Buck approached you first after the fire was out, he had been watching you for a little bit and you hadn’t moved in the last 45 minutes. He looked around, uneasy at first because he knew this was stupid. But you just looked so helpless… and your house had literally just burnt down.

“I uh- I promise I’m not a serial killer” Buck joked as he approached you, you looked at him- your eyes red-rimmed and puffy.

“Okay? Cool?” Your voice was a bit hoarse from the smoke, and Buck inwardly cursed himself. That was weird as hell

“I just- you- you don’t have anywhere to go and okay I know this is weird and my boss would kill me for this… but I have a bed! And oh my god that’s not what I mean I swear it’s just-“

“Are you asking me to stay at your place?” You look up at him and his heart breaks all over again for you.

“Yeah I am” he sighs quietly “I have an overnight shift tonight and won’t be home. So, I can take you there. I’ll just say I need to change or something, just. Consider it? Please?” He handed you a piece of paper with his number on it and the rest was history. Buck could remember the night Bobby had found out he’d done that for you, he was on dish duty for two months after that.

Four months after the fire, you still hadn’t found a place to live. It was weird at first, Buck gave up almost everything for your own comfort, often crashing on a coworkers couch. But one night he came home, and you’d made dinner for him as a surprise. The moment he walked through the door you knew something was off, he let his bag fall to the floor as he kicked off his shoes and went straight to his bed, crashing on it and putting a pillow over his head.

“Buck?” You asked softly, but he continued to ignore you. You sat at the edge of the bed and lifted the pillow a bit.

“Evan?” You whispered, and he reached out, pulling you down with him and nuzzling his face in your neck.

That was the night you and Buck had gotten together.

Two months after that, Eddie showed up at the apartment to drop something off and found you there, he knew Buck was seeing someone but he didn’t know it was you he was seeing. The conversation was light and awkward but very flirty and you found yourself comfortable around him immediately. He came around more often for “just hanging out” purposes but Buck knew there was an ulterior motive.

“Do you like my girlfriend?”

Buck cornered Eddie behind the fire truck one day as they were taking a breather, getting drinks from a corner store.

“I’m sorry, what??” Eddie wiped his mouth as he nearly spit his drink out, he coughed a couple times and looked up at him “Do I like who?!”

Buck crossed his arms over his chest “My girlfriend. Y/N? Do you like her?”

Eddie’s cheeks reddened as he tried to hide it behind the bottle. He shook his head as he took another sip. “ I mean- I- she’s cool yeah I like her she’s a nice girl!”

“You know that’s not what I’m asking you” Buck rolled his eyes.

Eddie sighed as he leaned against the truck, he looked down at his hands for a moment “Yeah” he said softly “Yeah I like her”

“So just tell her”

That night Eddie came over to Bucks house and asked you to be his girlfriend too. Buck had been suspicious for a little while before he started asking you questions and the truth came out. You did like Buck… but you just happened to also like Eddie. The immense guilt you’d been feeling went away very quickly when Buck laid back on his bed, his hands behind his head

“Yeah he’s kinda hot isn’t he”

you both laughed as you laid your head on his chest and just talked about Eddie, like two school girls with a secret crush. That was also the night Buck and Eddie decided it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing if they both found each other attractive.

This brought all three of you to today. Buck got home first, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing you like he hadn’t seen you in months, he was stuck at work and then crashing at Eddie’s place for the last six days in a row.

“I missed you so much pretty girl” he breathed against your neck as he kissed it, inhaling your sweet perfume.

“I missed you too babe” you laughed as he pushed you against the counter and lifted you onto it.

“My gorgeous sweet toy” He whispers. His hands slide up your side and go to take off your shirt when the door starts to unlock. Eddie walks in, looking equally as exhausted. He slowly puts his keys into his pocket as he raises an eyebrow.

“Am I interrupting something?” He asks as he sets his bag down by Bucks, and leans against the closed door

“Not if you wanted to join us.” Bucks eyes sparkle as he smiles widely. Your mouth drops as Eddie shakes his head chuckling. He removes his jacket and sets it on the hook.

“You sure she’s ready for that?” He walks over and gently turns your head to him, giving you a dizzying kiss. Buck and Eddie had been toying with the idea of talking to you about sleeping with the both of them together. It had just been taking turns or one of them watching the other with you, never all three of you at once.

“Yeah I think she might be” He starts kissing your neck again, easing your shirt over your head.

“R-ready for what?” You ask as Eddie keeps kissing you. You feel Bucks hands slide between your thighs as he leaves kisses down your neck.

“We were wondering, if you’d be up for having us both.” Eddie asks as he pulls away for a minute, smirking at the dazed look in your eyes.

“You can definitely say no and if you say yes you can absolutely use your safe word.” Buck says as he pulls away as well.

“What do you mean by ‘having you both?’” You ask as Eddie picks you up and takes you over to Bucks bed. Buck pulls off shirt as he follows and as soon as Eddie sets you down he eases you onto your back, pulling off your bra and sucking your nipple into his mouth. His hand comes up and massages your other breast as he moans softly.

“We both want to be inside you, Y/N” Eddie says as he pulls off his shirt and starts kissing you, he picks you up and puts you on top of Buck, Buck goes to your other nipple, biting and sucking at it. You moan as you tangle your fingers in Bucks hair, pulling his face up to make out with him. You lightly grind against him and Eddie smirks as he watches your body. He pulls your shorts down and leans forward, giving your cotton panties a sweet kiss.

“What do you think Y/N?” Buck asks between kisses. You reach down and unbutton his pants and Eddie helps pull them off.

“We won’t be upset if you say no, you have full control baby.” Eddie reassures you as he starts to rubs your clit through your underwear. Your hips stutter as you grind against his hand and Bucks cock through his boxers.

“Y-yeah I want to try it.” You pant as Eddie pulls your panties to the side and easily slips his fingers in your soaked cunt.

“Fuck I’m into you” Buck laughs breathlessly as you agree to it. Eddie pulls off his pants and grabs your hips, pulling you a bit closer to him. He pulls his fingers out and you whine, angling your hips towards him.

“Shhhh mi vida it’s okay” He starts to grind his cock against your ass, pushing you against Buck. Buck groans loudly as he starts to grind back. Your gasps and moans come sharper from the pressure of both of them.

Eddie finally pulls off your panties, and your legs start shaking a bit. He chuckles and helps Buck pull off his boxers.

“You ready for this pretty girl?” Buck asks as he wraps his arms around you, kissing you softly. Eddie reaches over to the bedside table and pulls out a small bottle of lube and puts some in his hand, stroking his cock and then rubbing it between your ass. This wasn’t the first time you’d done anal but it sure was the first time with the two of them. He reaches down and lifts your hips a little grabbing Bucks cock and coating it too.

“I-I’m ready” you’re a bit nervous, Eddie rubs your back lovingly.

“Remember you can stop us if you need to but we know you can take it.” Eddie lines Buck up first and he pushes into you easily, your eyes roll back in your head as you moan together, Buck can’t help the way he pumps into you immediately. Eddie chuckles and holds his hips

“You’re both so eager”

He teases your tight hole with his cock a bit and you gulp, you angle your hips a bit and bury your head in Bucks neck. He chuckles and reaches his hands down, spreading your cheeks open for Eddie.

Eddie taps your hole again and pushes in slowly. Your body jerks a bit as he fills you, he pours a bit more lube on his cock and pushes in more. You hold onto Bucks body tightly as they both fill you, your cunt squeezes tightly around Buck and he groans, fighting to keep his hips down for you. Eddie throws his head back as he moans loudly, his grip on your hips tighter and bruising.

“Fuck that’s good, fuck” he leans forward with his head on your back as he waits for you to adjust. Your body is trembling as you lay between the two of them, filled to the brim and trying to adjust to being completely filled.

“Oh my god” your voice is high pitched as Bucks hips snap and he finally loses it, thrusting into you and holding onto Eddie’s arms above you. Eddie groans as he starts thrusting too and you feel like you’re being torn apart in the best way possible. They take turns thrusting in and out of you as you cling to Buck, gasping and crying out their names.

“Ah ah fuck Y/N shit you’re so tight” Bucks mouth covers your moans as he kisses you, it’s messy with the way they’re both pumping in and out of you but it feels good. Eddie wraps his hand around your hair and tugs it back gently, pulling you up to him and starts kissing your neck, his hands slide up your sides and cup your tits as they bounce in his hands, he reaches down and starts rubbing your clit.

“Fuck you better cum pretty girl, make a mess in Bucks lap.”

You lay your head on his shoulder, whimpering and whining as Buck grabs your hips now slamming you down on them. You scream their names, babbling incoherently as you cum all over their cocks. Bucks mouth drops in awe as he watches you squirting all over them both. Your body jerks as Buck holds you down on their cocks, they both hold onto you tightly as they come together inside you. Bucks hips stutter as he pushes his cum deep inside you. Eddie pushes his cock in to the hilt and squeezes your tits, pushing every last drop inside you. He pulls out and lets you fall forward into Bucks chest, his cum drips down your pussy and over Bucks balls.

“Fucking hell man” Eddie laughs as he pants, he turns to Buck and grabs his face, kissing him softly. “You both did amazing. Especially you mi amour” he reaches for you and Buck pulls out, handing you over. Your body is shocked and exhausted as you cuddle between the two of them.

“Promise me we’ll do that again when I can feel my body again?” You ask sleepy and both Buck and Eddie chuckle as they kiss your cheeks.

“Yeah we promise we can do that again.”

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deluweil · 2 months

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It's hard to take the Tommy storyline seriously especially knowing that it was supposed to be Eddie and Tommy. People say the chemistry is through the roof with Buck and Tommy, but I barely saw any and most of it was cringe. (They had three scenes together and people are throwing Eddie out. Yeah just prove that it's not buddie they want, but more kissing other guy. They don't accept girlfriend, but the first guy is the perfect one. Be for real.) The way they wrote episode 4 was done for Eddie so all of this comes out of left field with the Tommy and Buck.

I can't take it seriously and honestly I hope he's gone soon. Like usual Buck gets all the storyline and Eddie is left with barely anything. Also I'm sorry, but I find it funny that this was all last minute planning and Buck got Eddie coming out storyline.

Sorry I had to vent. It's feeling like the Buck show again.

My dear Anon,

I have to admit, it is kind of hard to take the pairing seriously when we know Tommy was supposed to be with Eddie originally, another "fine patchwork" from the 911 creative team.

I hate last minute patches, those make for dumb storylines, like a nun Marisol, like wtf? Most men catholic or not usually fantasizing about nuns, religious or not. - I'm guessing gay men, don't lol

I have to say that both Oliver and Lou are giving it the old college try, but to be honest, the "platonic" bromance we saw between Eddie and Tommy had more chemistry than Buck and Tommy.

And even if they decided, last minute, to get Tommy with Buck, they could have written it so much better, than Buck OOC hurting Eddie physically for attention from the virtual stranger Eddie hung out with for two weeks. (Speaking of dumb storyline and patches).

I do agree that the whole TommyBuck became a thing very quickly, like buddie never existed and Tommy and Buck have been together for almost a season, which would have been more time to actually prove this match worthy of the praise it's getting after a couple of episodes.

Also, not to antagonize anyone, we all know if they'd brought back Lucy like it was originally planned (though how it was supposed to lead to a gay storyline is beyond me) Arielle would have gotten so much backlash that it would make ppl wonder about the selective feminism in this fandom. (though I have to say that Lucy being besties with Eddie could have been epic).

I also have to say that dazed and confused Buck is so not how I thought bi!Buck would look and I thought by Maddie's comments over the years that it would be anything but surprise for her. Sometimes the continuity of the show is a bit... wonky.

And indeed episode 4 that was originally written for Eddie does feel a bit left field with Buck, but I think Lou and Oliver handled it well. I love Lou's expressions to be honest, they tell a lot that isn't being said. - So much like Ryan now that I think about it.👀

Making it all about Buck again, is indeed a bone of contention I have with the writers and showrunners. This story was tailored for Eddie and they should have followed through, the catholic guilt, the internalized homophobia, and all the mixed feelings would have been delicious and made more sense than the nun crap we got.

I have a lot to say, some flattering, some less.

On the bright side this season have hope yet, I doubt we get much of Tommy for long, I was already spoilered that he is not here to stay, but he will play a part at Chimney's rescue, I love that idea.

I just hope he doesn't get killed off.

Also I wouldn't mind a threesome before we get buddie, if we get buddie lol

So yeah, the Evan Buckley show indeed, but Buck has always fan favorite so no surprise there.

I love Buck, but 7 seasons later demand that there will be some growth that sticks, what drives me crazy that we're still getting the same childish pouting mannerism from him and that it is all good somehow because that's Buck. 🤷‍♂️

I do love Lou/Tommy, he's perfect for this storyline. As someone who is observing without the "OMG TOMMYBUCK" glasses, 7x05 pretty much seals the fate of TommyBuck, Tommy's "You're adorable" is a death sentence for a relationship in any standards, many things could have been said, "I find you hot/sexy as hell" "I would really like to be with you" anything except you're adorable, adorable is a thing you say about babies and puppies, and though we all consider Buck a golden retriever puppy, he's a "hot hot firefighter man" - not adorable. - adorably confused maybe. An Ally if you will 😂

Also, I have yet to gif it, but in that last scene between them Tommy's smile looks like he's happy, but his eyes tell a different story, one that says "As much as I would like to believe I am the one you want I know better." He knows they won't last long.

And that "Evan" felt to me more like, "We have barely made it past the first date, and we barely know each other, A WEDDING? Are you serious rn?"

Obviously everyone else would disagree with me, but COME ON, who invites a failed first date to a wedding? Like Buck lost all sense of direction in his effort to prove his okay-ness with his new bi-ness.

At least he has a rainbow in his instagram lol

Anyway, all that's left is set the clock and wait for Madney's wedding, a wedding has a way to rectify things or just throw everything into utter chaos, either way we get a married Madney and an adventurous wedding. - That will be an episode I watch, solely for Maddie and Chimney. - Anything else would just be bonus ;)

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canonicallyobserving911 · 4 months

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Hi how's your day going? Just wanted to vent and say I'm pissed at what sounds like Ryan being sidelined and casually belittled in the latest cast interview/promo 😑 i.e. apparently zero mention of Eddie's storyline for s7, Tim once again making the tired joke about eddie being "too pretty to kill off" (kind of insulting considering how much Eddie and Chris have brought to the show since s2), seems like the only thing Ryan got to say was something incredibly sweet and complimentary about working with Gavin 🥺😍 and fandom just thinks it's funny "well he IS pretty". If that's all Eddie is to buddie fandom...that just confirms everything I've been complaining about the last couple of years 🙃

Thank you @blutterlie for the ask. I'm doing well and I hope you're doing well too.

I read through the snippets that were posted on 911blr from the panel interview that was done a couple of nights ago with the main cast and the showrunner and... I really don't have words. But to say I was disappointed is an understatement.

I was really hoping things would be different for Eddie and Chris, the characters and RG and GM, the actors this season since it seems like KR got the boot and is no longer sitting in the showrunner's chair. Hopefully she is gone and if so, maybe someone other than Buck (Eddie, Chris, Chimney and Bobby because they were all sidelined in the last two years while the other half of their ships got good storylines) can get a storyline or two but I can't say I'm surprised with the outcome.

Apparently TM cares about the big emergencies which is great and all but it would be better IMO if they stopped trying to recreate scenes from movies (Speed, Poseidon and whatever other movies they've copied) and focus on growth of the main characters. I've mentioned this before in my Constructive Criticisms posts but none of the first responders have been promoted. How long are they going to remain in their same roles? For me, the show has lost something and I'm not sure a cruise disaster that puts Bobby and Athena in danger again for the umpteenth time is going to make people watch... but I digress.

I'm saddened because RG and GM the actors and the characters they play, Eddie and Chris have been sidelined and given minimal screentime for a while but the little amount they do get is always solid gold because both RG and GM are superb actors. They work very well together and I had hope for season 7 that they would finally be given the screentime they deserve especially since they barely got any in seasons 5 and 6 but it looks like another wash, rinse and repeat season with Buck still looking for answers (which I figured would be the case after I completed a post about his attire in the still of him and Chris). I was really hoping it wasn't going to be another season 4 with Eddie and Chris suffering with another recurring character (all they did was replace AF with M) while they wait for Buck to finally "get it" but apparently some people think it's fun and cute for Buck to be in the words of OS, "stuck on a hamster wheel" but I don't and honestly, unless he's headed for a massive breakdown SO he can finally DEAL AND COPE with all his issues, they can keep it.

The comment TM made about RG being pretty was just... 🙄. IMO, it was disrespectful, disgusting, disingenuous and completely discrediting. If it's true and he was initially hired for his looks for whatever reason, shouldn't they be past that by now? It's been six years and RG has proven time and time again that he's a fantastic actor. For those who forgot, EDDIE carried the ENTIRETY OF SEASON 5 on his back while KR was stumbling around as showrunner with most of the "top billed" cast (that's two-thirds of those who are paid the most) out of pocket. AB was working on A LOT of other projects and that's no hate to her but it's true, JLH was on maternity leave, RD and MR left the show and instead of giving more screentime to Eddie, Bobby and Chimney, they forced TK into the spotlight just to show how bad she was for Buck. They could have done that in episode 1 without giving her a back story so they could have dedicated more time to Eddie’s PTSD and therapy. Buck got two whole seasons and he still hasn't figured anything out but they rushed Eddie’s story and wouldn't even let him say he was going back to the 118🤔.

How many times will the audience have to watch these repetitive storylines? Also, how many times will RG, AH, GM, KC, CM and PK be sidelined for the other mains? It's supposed to be an ensemble cast but someone keeps forgetting that and pushing certain characters out front while they push the others to the side. In season 5, Chimney was sent on a road trip to drive across America with a 6-month-old instead of him staying in L.A. so Buck and Albert could help him with Jee-Yun. In season 6, Bobby was given a sponsor (Wendell) no one had ever heard of before and he appeared out of thin air. Hen's medical school storyline went absolutely nowhere and May disappeared after 6x11. And Eddie and Chris were once again sidelined and then pushed into another "Eddie has to date" because "Chris needs a mother" storyline with another bland and ridiculous recurring character because they keep dragging out whatever the "F" they're doing.

Now with the comment about RG being "too pretty to die", it made me wonder if Eddie and Chris being left out of the promos was a mistake after all🤷‍♀️.

I hope RG and GM can find a show that will appreciate their contributions and give them the screentime they deserve and it be based on how great they are as actors because they deserve so much better.

Anyway, this got longer than I expected and I didn't mean for it to but I'm disappointed in how they're treated and I'm tired of watching the same ole same old.

#eddie diaz #evan buckley #christopher diaz #911 on abc #911 abc #911 season 7 speculation #ryan guzman #gavin mchugh #Canonically Observing 9-1-1 Speaks #anti taylor kelly

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spotsandsocks · 10 months

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Fuck it Friday

Tagged by the adorable and wonderful @panbuckley @hippolotamus @wildlife4life @honestlydarkprincess sharing a fic that I loved writing and sharing. Posting now cos I’m off the deepest darkest wales today so who knows what kind of Internet access I’ll find this week.

Tagging to share if they want to @ronordmann who made the wonderful cover @shortsighted-owl @prince-buck-diaz @heartshapedvows @heartbeatdiaz @thewolvesof1998 @fiona-fififi @alyxmastershipper @monsterrae1 @rogerzsteven @spaceprincessem @wikiangela @the-likesofus @like-the-rest-of-la @princessfbi @cowboy-buddie @buddierights @housewifebuck @stagefoureddiediaz @elvensorceress @bekkachaos @thekristen999 @megsvstheworld @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy - and vos it fic I’ve tagged some new people too hope you don’t mind… anyone else tag me in I love to see what you’re up to - don’t be shy 💕

Who You Gonna Call?

Call 1: Silence fills the room as soon as Eddie hangs up the phone. He’d known something was wrong the second he’d seen his Dad’s caller ID pop up at 2pm on a Wednesday afternoon. It had been a quick call, just long enough to update him on the situation, his Dad had been keen to get back to Abuela, Eddie doesn’t blame him, he wishes he could be there too. He hates that she’s moved away even though he knows it made sense. He just misses her so much, worries about her too, even more now.

His phone is still in his hand so he doesn’t really think much about what he’s doing, just makes the call. It’s picked up in under three rings and Eddie breathes out a heavy greeting.

‘Hey. It’s me.” Although Buck knows that, caller ID and all.

He gets a “Hey,” right back and then after a brief pause Buck asks the question Eddie knew he would.

“You ok?” There’s quite concern in his friend’s voice, he already knows something’s wrong. Eddie guesses there must have been something in his voice to give it away, even if he has only said three words. He doesn’t know why he’s surprised, Buck’s good like that. He knows people, he sees things people don’t expect him to and he cares. Eddie knows he’s lucky to be one of the people Buck cares about.

“Not really,” Eddie sniffs and he can just imagine Buck stopping whatever he was doing and frowning in worry. It’s an expression he’s quite familiar with but he hasn’t seen too much of lately, not now things are getting a little better for him.

“My Dad called, it’s my Abuela.” He takes a deep slightly shuddering breath, “she’s in the hospital, they’re doing tests and things but no one's sure what’s wrong, Dad tried to play it down but I could tell he was worried.”

“And now you’re thinking about plane tickets right?” The understanding is instant, Eddie nods and confirms Bucks guess.

“Yeah, I can’t go, I know that and I’m glad he told me but..”

“You’re too far away and you feel useless.”

Again he nods, a small huff of air escapes too, Buck knows him well.

“I’m gonna call her later, Dad said she’s sleeping.”

“She’ll like that, give her my love.” A heartbeat later Buck says “You want me to come over?”

He does but what he says is “No it’s ok, you’re busy. I just wanted to talk to you.”

Buck’s voice is soft, “Anytime Eds. I’m always here, you know that.”

They hang up not long afterwards, Eddie feeling slightly better having spoken to someone. No, having spoken to Buck, who’s right, he is always there for him. Every time. Eddie’s still not sure what he’s done to deserve it but he’s glad, so very glad he has Buck in his life.

Call 2

Caller ID tells him it’s Buck’s calling and he doesn’t even wait for Eddie to say hi, just jumps in with,

“Eddie! You have to help! Maddie’s going to kill me.”

“What have you done now?” Eddie knows that tone, he waits to hear what minor crisis Buck finds himself in today.

“I’ve lost Jee’s favourite teddy. Maddie just called and Jee’s distraught.”

Eddie thinks Buck’s worked himself up into a similar state by the sound of him.

“Ok, calm down.”

“I am calm.”

“You’re really not, ok, take a sec and...”

“I’ve looked everywhere, Jee will never forgive me, Maddie won’t either.”

“Buck you were here this morning, let me check, maybe it fell out somewhere.”

“Please find it Eddie, I’m a terrible Uncle.”

Eddie rolls his eyes as he pulls cushions around and looks under and behind couches and chairs.

“You’re a fantastic Uncle. Jee loves you. Maddie loves you too. A lost teddy isn’t going to change that .”

“I don’t know Eds. She really loves that bear.”

His hand closes around something fluffy under one of his chairs, he pulls it out and recognises the bear Jee had had earlier.

“Well it’s a good job I’ve found it then.”

“You have!? Oh thank god!” he can just imagine Buck's face, the way he’s throwing his head back, exposing his neck, mouth open as he sighs in relief. He gets lost in the image for a moment then shakes himself free.

“I’ll run it over to Maddie for you, I’m closer.”

“Thank you, thank you, you're the best man, I mean it.”

He laughs, he’s glad he could help wipe Buck’s distress away, a quick trip to Maddie and Chim’s is the very least he can do for Buck.

Eddie knows he’d do almost anything for his friend, but all he says is “No problem, just glad I can help reunite a girl with her bear.” before he hangs up, bear in hand ready to save Buck’s neck from his niece’s tears and sister’s wrath

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#buddie #911 fox #eddie diaz #evan buckley #spotty scribbles #buddie fic #fuck it friday #911 fic

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imachrisgirl · 4 months

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OLDER ll Chris Evans

WARNINGS- SMUT. I honestly don’t know read at ur own risk tbh (it’s not too bad)

Your life wasn’t suppose to go like this. You’d had it planned out, or rather planned out for you, since birth. Born to celebrity parents, you’d had a college fund before you were born.

But you’d never went to college.

Now, twenty one years of age, you sat in the home of the one and only Chris Evans. Just like you’d done for the passing months. Your toothbrush sat adjacent to his in the master bathroom connected to his bedroom. You’d practically, though not technically, moved in.

He was in his early forties, much to the dismay of your parents. You’d been attracted to toxicity all your life, it shouldn’t have been much of a surprise to them. Chris had everything you’d wanted, a house, a fence, the dog to complete the picture of the American dream.

But you couldn’t help but feel he wasn’t focused on you. He was distracted. He came home late and went to bed before you got the chance to speak or utter a single word towards eachother.

“I don’t fucking know Jenna. He just seems so- occupied. Like there’s no room for me in his busy life anymore. What should I do? Do I cut my losses and pack my shit?”

“Or..well I don’t know, you could talk to him? Like seriously y/n be a normal human being and speak to him about it.”

“Fine.”

You decided to throw on some lacy red lingerie and hoped he’d fuck you for the first time in weeks. Your mind had started to wonder if he was getting it somewhere else.

Click.

The door shut.

“Woah.” He said as he entered the room. You turned around to face him. His eyes eyed you up and down, examine every last detail of every curve and cell your body possessed.

“I-i’m tired.” He said.

What. The. Ever loving. Fuck.

“Are you fucking cheating on me?” You said, you didn’t mean for it to come out so suddenly but it did so the best option was to go with the flow.

“No! What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Well. Fuck Chris, I don’t know. You haven’t fucked me in two weeks, you’re always working late or doing whatever the fuck it is that you do, and immediately come home and fall dead asleep. You don’t even give me the goddamn time of day. That’s all I ask for. For you to talk to me.” You explained. Emphasizing the “working.”

His face went pale and his eyes briefly shut before re-opening.

“You’re right.”

“No fucking shit.”

“I’m sorry. I’ve just been stressed with work. I shouldn’t have done this.” He reasoned.

“So, there’s no one else?” You questioned.

“No baby. It’s only you.” He told you, placing his hands on your hips and pulling you closer to his tall figure.

It really, really, really, fucking turned you on. Your panties were already soaked in your wetness.

“I get that. But you need to speak to me about it instead of you shutting me out. Okay?”

“Absolutely.” He says. His eyes traveled to your tits, eyeing them. You were surely dripping down your goddamn leg. No relief in two weeks had almost killed you. You ached for anything, some kind of pressure. You involuntary bucked your hips against him.

“Needy, huh baby? Guess we oughta do something about that.” He says.

“Yes. Please. Please.” You pleaded. He hadn’t even touched you yet and you’d already melted in a puddle at his feet.

“Lay down.” He said.

You obeyed and laid flat on your back. Usually you’d put up a fight, but you were so very worked up.

“Too many clothes…” He clicked his tounge as he tore of your lacy underwear.

He didn’t waste any time after that. He kissed up your thigh, up to your waistline, before traveling back down to your clit.

“Tell me what you want.”

“Your mouth. Please.”

His hot breathe alone would probably be enough to push you over the edge.

He simply nodded before diving into your heat. You immediately grabbed at his hair and moaned so loudly you thought every single neighbor of yours could hear you.

Not even two minutes later, you felt the familiar tension about to explode in your stomach. You finally reached your orgasm and screamed into the pillow. It wasn’t until now you’d realized you were crying. Mascara ran down your face from ecstasy.

“Fuck me. Fuck me please. Please.” You pleaded with him. You knew he needed relief too.

“Mmm. You want me to fuck you? How bad?”

“Please. I need you now. Please.” You pleaded.

In one swift movement he entered you, much to your surprise, but also relief. The ache you’d felt in your core had finally been satisfied. You bit into his shoulder until it fucking drew blood.

“So good. So tight for me. Such a good girl.”

You could only moan in reply. Even if you were to try speaking, your mouth would only scream.

“Oh god. Oh god. Chris. I’m going to fucking cum again.”

“Not yet baby.”

“Please. Please. I can’t. Too much.” You said, as he rubbed your clit to create even more tension.

“You can take it. I know you can.” He said.

“You can cum, baby, let it go.” He said. You both came in unison.

“Yes baby. You’re so fucking hot under me. I want you all the time.” He said, rolling over onto his back.

“Couldve if you’d spoke to me the past two weeks.” You poked his chest.

“I’m sorry baby. I’ll fuck you every night to make up for that.”

The End.

#chris evans #steve rodgers x reader #andy barber #sebastian stan #anthony mackie #timothee chamalet #chris x reader

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lousypotatoes · 23 days

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Can we get a part 2 to the Loona x Male Sinner Reader? I really enjoy your writing style by the way! Thanks for your time!

I was hoping someone would ask me this!! And also thanks so much for the compliment <33 Enjoy~

The Intern Pt 2 - Loona x Male Sinner! Reader

Part 1

Song Recommendation:

Cleopatra - Train, Sofia Reyes

It had been a few weeks since you and Loona went to go grab booze for BlitzØ, the two of you hanging out ever since.

Right now, the two of you were currently sitting on the top of the I.M.P. building, smoking cigarettes and eating candy.

"You're such a bad influence on me, Loon," you said, blowing out smoke. "Before I met you, I never even touched a cigarette."

"You should be thanking me," Loona laughed, putting some gummy worms in her mouth. "It's not like you can die again."

"What if I could?" you said. "What if there's a double hell?"

"You are so stupid,"

"Hey! That was an actual question!"

"Yeah, and it was a stupid question."

"Well, fuck you too," you laughed, throwing a gummy worm at her.

She looked at you in mock offense and threw a gummy worm right back at you. You put out your cigarette and dumped the whole bag on her.

"Stop!" she laughed. "You're wasting them asshole!"

"You'll still eat them!"

Loona grabbed a bag of jelly beans and dumped them all over your lap.

"You just made an even bigger mess!"

"You'll still eat them!" Loona repeated what you said in a mock voice.

The play fighting went on for a few more minutes, the two of you continuing to throw handfuls of candy at each other.

After there was no more candy left, the two of you laid down on the roof, staring at the red sky.

Feeling confident in yourself, very slowly, you grabbed onto Loona's paw. She looked at you in surprise but didn't move or say anything.

"You owe me five bucks for the candy, by the way."

"No way!" she said "You started it when you threw that fucking worm at me."

"Maybe next time you should catch it,"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"I don't know, it just does,"

The two of you stared at the sky in silence for a moment.

"I wonder what heaven's like," Loona muttered.

"Probably fucking shitty if they're willing to come down and kill a bunch of us every year," you said.

"Yeah, you're right,"

"Do you think Blitz is looking for us now?"

"Yeah, probably," Loona laughed. "Let's just hope he doesn't catch us."

Suddenly, a ping came from your phone. Taking it out of your pocket, you saw that it was one of your friends. Even though it was the middle of the afternoon, he had gotten absolutely wasted and needed you to come pick him up.

"I'm so sorry Loon," you said, getting up. "But I really have to go. My stupid friend got drunk and he needs me to pick him up."

"Nah, you're fine," Loona said, also getting up. "I'll buy us some more candy while you're gone."

"You're the best Loony." you said, kissing her cheek. "I'll see you when I get back."

As you left, Loona touched her cheek, her cheeks turning red.

You didn't even realize what you did until you left the building. You stopped in your tracks, blushing furiously and immediately pulled out your phone

'hey sorry abt that.' you texted. 'sorry if i made u uncomfy. spur of the moment type thing.'

You saw that Loona read the text. It took a moment for the speech bubbles to pop up, signaling that she was typing back.

'nah ur fine.' she typed back. 'i uh kinda liked it actually.'

Seeing the text, the goofiest grin appeared on your face.

Loona started to type again.

'i wouldnt mind u doing that again.'

'is that u saying that u like me?'

'no that's me saying that i want to be ur gf.'

You choked on your own spit reading that, having to read it again to make sure you read it correctly.

'i uh wouldnt mind that either.'

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sorry this one is so short and boring 😭

i really wanted to get this done and i couldn't think of what to write

writer's block is such a bitch

stay safe and drink lots of water <33

xoxo, Izzy

#helluva boss #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss loona #loona #loona x reader #character x reader #blitzo #millie #moxxie #millie and moxxie #m & m

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dollyyyhouse · 2 years

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If you’re comfortable doing this ~ could you make a fic where MC makes it clear that they may have accepted Belphie they haven’t forgotten?

Like family meal after the incident, Belphie is all bitchy that things are awkward between him and brothers saying MC has forgiven him and MC says that while they tolerate him they do not like him.

I need someone to acknowledge MCs pain, especially for MC to acknowledge it.

I think about this so much, like they literally glossed over the fact Belphie killed MC and it makes me so mad 😭 I hope you'll like this! ^^

Edit : I just posted part 2 of this <3

Spoilers for Lesson 16!!!!!

You never once thought you'd end up with a fate like this, fate truely is cruel. Thinking a painful death would never happen to you, you failed to see the fact that it didn't matter who you were or what you did with your life; fate will always have it's way with you one way or another. So when the incident occurred, all you could seem to ask yourself was, "Why?"

Even though it's been almost two weeks since the incident, it still felt as if it was only yesterday. Painfully vivid, you remembered exactly how the Avatar of Sloth murdered you in cold blood, the way his tail crushed your throat; forcing you to choke to death on your own blood and his sadistic laughter. A diabolical act done as a form of revenge even though you had genuinely done nothing wrong. While you understood his pain, he directed it as someone who never even hurt him. You forgave him but you didn't forget, you will never forget what he did to you that day. It has haunted you since the moment it took place and you believe it'll terrorize you until the day you die.

So now, here you are at the dinner table with all of the brothers. Everyone decided that it was a good time for the family to finally have the first dinner together where everyone was present, this meant is was your first dinner with Belphie since the incident. You were understandably nervous, hoping that it wouldn't be as awkward as you we're expecting it to be.

Everything was quiet once all the food was set out, even Beel's chewing seemed quieter than usual. Lucifer cleared his throat, "I hope everyone enjoys the food.." Even after what Lucifer's words not a single human or demon spoke, the tension was very visibly chewing away at all of you. "Oh come on... somebody just say something." The silence was once again broken, much to your surprise Belphie was the one who did it. He looked pissed off, he understood why the tension was present; because of what he had done to you not too long ago. "Uhh well, I was thinking of going to Majolish tomorrow, I need some new clothes because my old ones are starting to get a bit worn out." In an attempt to start a conversation you told the brothers about your plans, which had worked for the most part. When almost all of the brothers began to speak, one was still left out, not saying a word. "MC, you should've told me! That way we can go together!" Asmo happily volunteered himself to be your shopping mate which then caused Mammon and him begin to argue about who should go with you.

You smiled to yourself, enjoying the fact the brother's arguing reminded you of two little kids fighting over something miniscule. Something in the corner of your eye caught your attention, next to Beel was his twin who had an irritated expression on his face. You didn't know if you wanted to point it out, afraid that maybe if you do it might just irritate him even more. You began to fidget with your fingers, you truly did want to get on his good side and become friends with him! But after how he brutally murdered you and only accepted you after it was revealed that you were Lillith's descendant if made you feel as if he still hated you but only tolerated you because you were related to Lillith. "Oi, Belphie, MC! The two of you look so down, what's up?" Mammon pointed out your guy's gloomy expressions, when you heard your name your head shot up and without noticing you casted a glance to Belphegor.

While maybe you didn't seem to notice, everyone else in the room did. "Mmm, don't worry about me! I'm alright, I'm just getting a bit-", "Sad?" The dark blue haired demon cut you off, you looked over to Belphie who looked even more pissed off now. "No, no! Just.. tired, that's all." Your eyes returned back to your food, the room had once again gone silent but only for a brief while, "You heard it from them, they're fine so stop thinking they're upset is because of me. MC and I are friends now, they're okay with everything." Those words felt like a stab to the heart, you had never once told him any of those things and now he was putting words in your mouth.

You let out a quiet sigh, "Uhh.. Belphie, I never said that." With a frown on your face you looked your murderer right in the eyes and for once in awhile finally spoke your mind. "I really don't mean this in a bad way, it's just well, that day you really hurt me both mentally and physically. I still have nightmares about what you did, it's like I can't escape it.", once again the tension was back; this time even worse than before. Belphie scowled, "I thought you forgave me, I apologized." The others in the room stopped everything they were doing to listen in on the conversation, they gave it their full attention in fear that maybe Belphegor would attack you again. "Do you think it's easy to go through something like that?! The only reason you guy's accepted me was because I'm Lillith's descendant, I feel like you only treat me well is because you see me as her!" Due to your heavy frustration you unintentionally yelled, in the moment you were so overwhelmed that you didn't pay attention to it. A few of the brothers assured you that they didn't see you as Lillith, but instead your own person but that didn't ease your pain. "It hurt so much! I couldn't even scream for help, I only wanted to help you and you killed me! I saw my own dead body and almost none of you seemed to care!" Tears rolled down your cheeks, you knew you had the right to upset but it felt as if the brother's didn't think the same. "MC..", Beel looked at you with pity and guilt in his eyes, and so did the rest of the brother's. "We're sorry for not being better to you, we truly did treat you horribly." , you cut off Satan, "Shut up, I don't want your apologies! I just want to see genuine change, I want you guys to treat me kindly!" You sat up from your seat, you were conflicted if you wanted to walk away or continue with the conversation. "I've been treating you well ever since then!" Belphie began to argue back a bit more, his tone of voice changed and he too stood up from his seat. "Yeah because you found out I was Lillith's descendant! You strangled me, crushed my throat, and left me to choke to death on my own blood! I haven't healed from what you did to me, you asshole!"

"MC and Belphie, please calm down!" Lucifer attempted to de-escalate the situation but the two of you only shot him annoyed looks. "I'M mad too! I lost my sister—", "I didn't kill your god damn sister! Don't take your anger out on me, I wasn't even alive when she died!" He looked stunned, he knew it was true and also knew it was pointless to counter what you said. Beel grabbed onto Belphie's sleeve, saying his twin's name and trying to sit Belphegor back down. "All of you are vile! You guys have threatened me, attempted to kill me and even killed me! Don't just ignore what you guy's have done!" With your sleeve you wiped off the snot that was running from your nose, you felt like you were a little kid who had just lost something beloved, and in return wept and wept until you were a tear, snot, and drooling mess. Deep down you knew that the "beloved" you had lost was your trust and humanity. You had practically been revived, while you were still human you no longer felt like one. All of your trust in the brother's was gone, they skipped over the issue and acted like nothing happened.

"MC! I demand you head to your room right away, we'll discuss this tomorrow." In all honesty, you were tired. Tired of arguing and crying, you knew it was time to just give it a break and rest. Maybe once everything was solved you might feel a bit more at home in Devildom, you truly hoped that would be the case.

#asmo obey me #lucifer obey me #mammon obey me #obey me angst #obey me belphie #obey me otome #satan obey me #obey me #obey me fanfic #angst with no happy ending #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me x you #obey me anime #obey me lesson 16 spoilers #obey me lesson 16 #angst prompt #obey me fanfiction

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t0ast-ghost · 1 month

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S2 episode 24 (The Ultimate Computer) beep boop

Bleeeep:

- “Bob!” Most enthusiastic and surprised uttering of the name I’ve ever heard

- “Tell me about it.” Spock immediately interjects and Kirk is like ‘yep just what I asked for. My boyfriend infodumping :)’ while the commodore is like ‘tf?’

- omg it’s the ‘fear technology’ episode (20 bucks says Kirk is gonna paradox it)

- Spock is standing behind the commodore after he says Kirk’s job is obsolete like ‘should I just nerve pinch this guy, captain?’

- “The most current lack in the computer programming is that there is nothing available to immediately replace the starship surgeon.” DAMN SPOCK GOING FOR THE JUGULAR

- Love how Jim is just stuck between their banter

- McCoy complaining and Daystrom being like ‘who is this bitch?’

- “This is a security area.” “Don’t worry Doctor, Dr. McCoy has clearance all over the ship.” YOU MEAN HES ALLOWED TO ROAM FREE?!?

- Kirk touches Spock’s arm so softly

- McCoy lovingly joking about Spock learning about the computer

- guys is it normal to walk this close to your top medical officer?

- All joking aside I like the hallway talk, Kirk is questioning himself and McCoy knows that anything he says could be seen as just trying to console him, so he points out Kirk’s behaviour and goes, ‘ask yourself, Jim.’ In a way to say, ‘I trust you, you should trust you too.’

- Are M-5’s recommendations going to be ‘Don’t send three of your top officers down to a potentially dangerous planet just because you want to go on a fun date with them’ ? Omg it was.

- So it pulls more power when it’s doing more things. And so. Hypothetically. If it were to do too much it could potentially shut down the whole ship and/or life support systems

- Sulu and Chekov working together and getting to appear together (no matter how small the time)

- oh my Spock comforting Kirk and reassuring him that he will stand by him. Kirk’s bright ass smile at the end. Just kiss already please

- As Kirk reacts to “Captain Dunsel” by leaving the bridge Spock follows and watches him leave as McCoy calls after asking who that is. Spock doesn’t look away from where Kirk disappeared to until McCoy calls him

- “It refers to a part that serves no useful purpose.” McCoy is about to kill someone.. or more likely reassure Kirk with alcohol

- I love Daystrom’s outfit, kinda want it

- There goes a redshirt

- McCoy doesn’t need to be in most of the places he is in

- This. Just this. Someone proposed to me that they’re divorced but I still hold hope that they’re married and just like that

- “Einstein, Kazanga, or Sitar of Vulcan.” Yes all very famous

- Sulu and Chekov content

- Chekov’s hair looks nice here

- Kirk is not doing well, his friends are dying

- Daystrom is being intentionally thick at this point

- Daystrom’s monologue to M-5 is amazingly done

- Spock goes over to Kirk and McCoy after pinching Daystrom just to say “fascinating”

- Kirk getting on the job. Time to paradox.

- “Care to debate that, Spock?” He wants him so bad

- “It would be most interesting to impress your memory engrams on a computer, Doctor. The resulting torrential flood of illogic would be most entertaining.” Kirk laughs at this. Spock knows how to flirt. Any of you that say he doesn’t have a sense of humour can fight me

- Imagine getting to sit in your spinny chair with your two hot boyfriends standing above you. I’d imagine pure joy. Uhura is suspicious….

Masterpost

Episode teleplay by D. C. Fontana

Story by Laurence N. Wolfe

And produced and directed by our old pal John Meredyth Lucas

#star trek #star trek tos #star trek the original series #spock #s'chn t'gai spock #tos spock #leonard bones mccoy #tos mccoy #tos bones #captain james kirk #tos kirk #hikaru sulu #tos sulu #pavel chekov #tos chekov #nyota uhura #tos uhura

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wonderfulworldofmichaelford · 7 months

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Is It Really That Bad?

It’s hard to believe nowadays, but there was a time where the Tim Burton/Johnny Depp duo was known for delivering nothing but certified bangers. Edward Scissorhands, Ed Wood, Sleepy Hollow… It was just hit after hit when these two joined forces. But in the mid 2000s, something shifted. It suddenly seemed like people were sick of Burton, sick of Depp, and most of all sick of them working together. Sure, Corpse Bride and Sweeney Todd were still well-liked, but once Alice in Wonderland hit theaters people weren’t shy about voicing their dislike of the director and especially the actor. Burton kind of skidded to a halt for a while, while Depp just kept making increasingly worse movies with Disney and generally not doing anything worthwhile after Rango, and while Alice was the breaking point, the cracks started to show in 2005 with a little film called Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

An attempt to redo Roald Dahl’s novel about a precocious child touring the candy factory of a wacky candymaker was being planned for a long time, with even Nicolas Cage in talks at one point to be Wonka, and at another point good ol’ Martin Scorcese was attached to direct. But things just kept falling through until Burton got dragged in, and from there he proceeded to get things done and talk the studio out of stupid decisions like killing off Charlie’s dad and making Wonka a parental figure. Ah, but speaking of Wonka, that crucial role needed filling, and it seemed a lot of famous actors were considered for the role by the studio—Robin Williams, Patrick Stewart, Michael Keaton, Steve Martin, Bill Murray, Christopher Walken, Brad Pitt, Leslie Nielsen, Robert De Niro, Will Smith, Mike Meyers, Ben Stiller, pretty much every living member of Monty Python left at the time, Adam Sandler, and Marilyn Manson among them according to TVTropes—and Burton had an interesting idea for his second pick to play the guy:

But instead he went for his first pick, someone who’s actually very similar to Marilyn Manson in a lot of ways! Good ol’ reliable JD himself! Surely this was gonna bring in the big bucks! And... it did! It's the highest-grossing adaptation of one of Dahl's works ever, and Burton's second highest-grossing film!

Critics seemed mostly fine with it, but audiences were a lot more divided. Some people liked that it was a new and different take on the story that stayed a lot more true to the book than the beloved 1971 Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory (a movie that Dahl famously hated as much as he did Jewish people, so frankly who gives a shit about his opinion), while others clung to the nostalgia of the Gene Wilder Wonka and treated this new film like a war crime. How dare they remake their favorite movie, even though this isn't a remake, it's just a different adaptation of the same book!

So yes, this movie isn’t the most reviled film out there, but it definitely is incredibly divisive, and what’s more I distinctly recall even as a child being aware of the attitude towards Depp and Burton shifting towards the more negative when this film came out. So I figured it was a high time I see about revisiting it and find out if this second cinematic outing into Wonka’s factory was really that bad, or if it genuinely was a work of impure imagination.

THE GOOD

It may surprise you to hear that this film actually does a few things better than the 1971 film. This is especially evident in the four shitty children touring the factory with Charlie.

The ones from Willy Wonka were, to put it bluntly, dull and forgettable, and came off as far too sympathetic in regards to their fate because none of them aside from Veruca Salt showcased any terrible traits that would lead to them deserving their punishments. In this film, all these kids are assholes, so watching them fall prey to the karmic justice of Wonka's factory is all the more satisfying. We also get to see what happens to them after they get out, which is kind of funny. I’m not gonna pretend that they made them the deepest and most complex characters ever, but with how they updated them and with the young actors they got to portray them, they managed to inject a bit more life into them than you’d expect.

This movie also fixes Grandpa Joe, who is pretty infamous to fans of the '71 film as a total asshole who constantly encourages Charlie to steal and just in general seems like a massive burden to his family. Here, he actually is every bit the sweet old grandpa that you’d expect, and his motivations for wanting to go on the tour are a lot nicer and more sympathetic. He also never tries to push Charlie into a life of crime, which is nice.

Of course, the very best aspect of this movie is Deep motherfucking Roy. He’s the second best dwarf actor out there, only oovershadowed by Warwick “Leprechaun” Davis, and much like Davis was in Star Wars as the ultimate Glup Shitto—Droopy McCool.

And in this film he gets the incredible honor of being every single fucking Oompa-Loompa there is, and he is clearly having a blast and busting his ass. He had no prior dancing experience, but you could not tell with how he’s pulling off all these sick moves while spitting out diss tracks for children like he’s Blood on the Dance Floor. He really is the single best actor in the movie, and that’s not to slander anyone else—Roy is just that good. Like we have a scene-stealing minor role for Christopher Lee as Wonka’s dad, a crabby dentist who hates candy, and as amazing as he is Roy still is better. You better respect this man.

Speaking of men to respect: Danny Elfman. Taking lyrics straight from the book and weaving a unique style for each kid—Big Bollywood spectacle for Augustus (that was Roy’s idea), 70s funk for Violet, psychedelic rock for Veruca, and hard rock for Mike—the songs are all genuinely great and fun to listen to. I’d never go as far as to say they’re more iconic than the Oompa-Loompa tracks from the ‘71 film, but I think they function better as songs, and the fact each of them has their own distinct style to set them apart from each other was the right way to go. I do think Mike’s song is the weakest of the bunch, feeling a lot messier than the other three, but it’s not unbearably awful or anything.

THE BAD

The biggest issue with the film is that the two most important characters—Charlie and Wonka—fucking suck.

Let’s start with Charlie. Now, to be clear, I’m not putting any blame on Freddie Highmore—he was literally a child, and even then I think he’s doing his damndest to make Charlie cute and whimsical. The issue here is definitely on the writers, who saw fit to stuff him full of all the syrupy sweet Tiny Tim-esque kind-hearted poor child cliches but forgot to impart a personality to go with them. Charlie is, to put it bluntly, a boring and generic nice guy, and one who ends up feeling like a living plot device to further Wonka’s character development, something that feels especially egregious when his name is literally in the title.

And now let’s talk about Wonka. Boy, is there a lot to unpack with this guy.

Literally everything about this take on Wonka is incredibly awkward and off-putting. The most infamous aspect of him is definitely the look; with his pale skin and dorky haircut he looked a lot like Michael Jackson, who at the time the film came out was going through a very serious scandal where he was accused of doing awful things to children in his big rich guy mansion… which is essentially the plot of this film when you think about it.

But that’s just an unfortunate coincidence! It’s an ugly look, sure, but a good performance could make it palatable, and this was Johnny Depp during his big post-Jack Sparrow renaissance working together with the guy who helped put him on the map. Surely he wouldn’t deliver an incredibly awkward, cringey, and insufferable performance that dials up all his acting quirks to annoying levels, right?

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Here’s the thing: On paper, Depp’s Wonka is honestly not that different than Wilder’s. They’re both weird, quirky, reclusive confectioners with a not-so-hidden disdain for the kids touring their factory and snarky, condescending attitudes. What it all comes down to is the presentation, and to show you what I mean I’m going to use the most batshit comparison you’ve ever seen:

Burton’s Wonka is very similar to Zack Snyder’s Ozymandias.

“Now hold on, Michael,” I hear you exclaiming in utter bewilderment, “how are these two comparable? I know that both are fine with the wonton murder of children if it helps achieve their goals and that a lot of people are weirdly horny for them, but how is this a good comparison?” Well luckily I’m not trying to compare a mass-murdering anti-villain to a quirky chocolatier in terms of character, but in how the adaptation drops the ball with how they’re presented by removing the more warm and positive aspects of them. In Alan Moore’s comic, Adrian Veidt is essentially a relentlessly charming gigachad, an affable and approachable fellow who seems beneath suspicion because he exudes a traditionally heroic warmth. In the movie, however, Snyder chose to portray Veidt as a cold, distant twink who doesn’t seem particularly approachable at all (another case of Daddy Zaddy tragically missing Moore’s point).

This same "missing the point" issue plagues Wonka. Yes, Wilder’s take is just as much a smug asshole reveling in the comeuppance the children are receiving, but he also has a genuine warmth to him which is codified perfectly with him singing “Pure Imagination.” Sure, he’s perfectly willing to traumatize everyone with a demented boat ride shortly after, but Wilder’s performance and the presentation of his Wonks help sell him as a quirky genius who is more likable than insufferable, and you really understand how despite being kind of a dick he is also a beloved figure.

Depp’s Wonka fails as the character in the same basic ways that the movie version of Veidt does: He's a condescending, cold, openly rude, guy who is just genuinely unpleasant to be around despite the movie really trying hard to make him likable and relatable, to the point where unlike Wilder's take it's hard to grasp why this guy gets any respect from anyone. He’s like the proto-Rick Sanchez, except he’s not even particularly funny to make up for it. Maybe this take is more accurate to the book, but if it is it’s really just proof that taking liberties when adapting really is for the best.

And this failure is only compounded by the movie piling on a tragic backstory for Wonka. Yes, Christopher Lee is great, but there is genuinely no need to pile on a traumatic childhood and weird daddy issues to Willy Wonka. The character works best as this weird, trickster mentor figure who dishes out karma to the naughty kids and ultimately rewards the good egg of the bunch. Trying to bring a guy with a magical factory full of dwarfs who do choreographed diss tracks every time a kid falls into the incinerator down to earth and make him relatable is just a mind-boggling decision.

These are really the only two issues with the film that stand out as excessively bad, but… you see the problem, right? The titular character and the owner of the titular chocolate factory are both bad. One’s a living prop, the other is just an obnoxious asshat who is given unneeded character development that ends up falling flat, and while this would be easy to ignore if they were side characters it’s impossible to let slide since they are the main fucking characters. The whole film revolves around the two very worst things in it, and no matter how good the other stuff in the movie is these elements alone drag it down a lot.

IS IT REALLY THAT BAD?

Look, I’m not going to pretend like this is a great film. If it really is closer to Dahl’s book, all it managed to do is convince me to never read it and solidified my belief that being pragmatic when adapting books to screen is the way to go. It’s also really easy to see how the Burton-Depp fatigue came about, as this is some of the weakest work in both of their filmographies.

But I still feel like there’s plenty to like here. The songs, the bratty kids, Deep motherfucking Roy, it’s all genuinely good shit! There was never a chance it was going to be iconic as the Wilder film, but it’s disingenuous to write it off entirely when it does a lot good things (and a few things better than the '71 version). A lot of people are nostalgic for this one these days, as it's the one this generation grew up with, and honestly? I can't really blame them entirely. It's a decent enough movie, and I honestly think that score it has up there is pretty fair. It's certainly a mixed bag but when it actually succeeds at being charming it does it in its own unique way rather than trying to ape the beloved classic that came before it, and I do respect it for that.

And hey, if Johnny Depp's worst and most annoying movie role is in a movie I'd still say is okay, that's a good thing right? He couldn't possibly ever take a role more cringeworthy and annoying than Wonka in a film that's genuinely shitty, right?

Right?

RIGHT?!

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Because I Love You!

Guts x Reader

AN: Sorry, this took so long, but I'm glad it's done, I really liked working on this fic.

TW: none

Word Count: 2,005

Summary: Guts is acting weird so you confront him causing him to confess to you.

You were a bit frustrated because Guts wouldn’t let you fight he would actively put himself between you and the slightest danger. You could hold your own you had said multiple times but he had just brushed you off, never gave you a reason why, and nothing you could say would pry out the answer. Well, that was until the incident. You were attacked, which was expected, what wasn’t normal was the fact it was two apostles. Now you’ve fought an apostle before and it did not end well, but when Isidro ran into the fight, you had no choice but to run after him, Guts yelled for you to stay back but you knew the kid would get himself killed. So you did what you had to and ran after him, you got Isidro out of danger, but you got hit and that’s the last thing you remembered. When you woke up you were in a bed, they must have gotten to the village you were heading for, looking over you saw Guts. Who was fast asleep, you smiled happy he was resting, but the smile twisted into a wince. You hurt, a lot, and it was not fun. What had happened? You tried to think back to what had happened, but nothing came, guess that’s that.

It wasn’t long before Guts woke up and the moment he noticed you were awake he was bombarding you with questions. He was anxious about you, looking like he was about to break something, and his voice was raised in his frantic state. This scared you, causing a yelling match. “Why the hell would you not listen to me!?” Guts seethed. “Because you never let me fight! Why do you do that!?” You yelled back. “Because I love you!” Silence. You both didn’t know what to say, what was there to say? You looked at Guts but he wouldn’t meet your eyes, to him he had just made a huge mistake. After the eclipse Guts didn’t want to share his feelings for you, scared that if he did you would betray him or get killed, and he knew he couldn’t handle either of these things, he knew very well that he was barely holding himself together. “You… love me…?” It was a quiet and straightforward question, but it shook Guts to his core.

Guts stayed quiet, looking down at the floor, what was he supposed to say? He didn’t want to say anything, to be honest, but he knew he needed to say something. “I… uh yeah, I love you.” He refused to look you in the eyes fearing rejection. “Guts, look at me, please?” Your voice was so soft, he felt at ease and so he looked. He was met with a soft smile and kind eyes, why was he scared, to begin with? He forgot. You were so kind to him, you would never hurt him, he was safe with you. “I love you too.” Your soft voice was so loud at that moment. All at once, every emotion he held back came rushing forth, he leaned forward and hugged you, it was a firm hug. Guts didn’t expect you to hug back. He never thought he’d want to be touched again but here right now? He could stay in your arms forever. Guts wasn’t expecting your lips to find his forehead, it took him a bit to process before he gently grabbed your chin so he could properly kiss you. His kiss was soft, he wanted this moment to never end.

Then you did something that surprised Guts, you deepened the kiss, he could have cried. You wanted him as much as he wanted you. Now Guts was pent up, so when you deepened the kiss he got a little rougher, your reciprocation meant so much to him. His hands found your hips as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Warmth spread throughout his chest as you pulled him closer, he wanted more; he pushed you further onto the bed crawling after you. Guts caged you between his arms as he continued to kiss you, he was surprised when you griped his hair, he never realized that his head was sensitive until now. Guts groaned as you continued to tug his hair, his hips bucking against you, you moved your hips to meet his. This would have continued if there wasn’t a knock at the door, Guts quickly but reluctantly got off of you, before telling the person to come in. Serpico came in with a concerned face but it quickly melted away when he saw you were awake. “How are you feeling?” He asked softly. “Oh, I’m doing fine, just sore.” You said with a laugh, which helped Serpico to relax more.

After a while you convinced the party that you could travel, Guts was the hardest to convince, but you managed. Finally, you were on the road again, Guts stayed by your side occasionally putting his hand on the small of your back to guide you, it was cute how he did small things to keep you next to him. Now you weren’t getting mad that he was putting himself between you and danger, knowing this was his way of showing his love for you made it easier to handle, he was just scared that he’d lose you. As you traveled you were able to get Guts to rest more, which was amazing since he needed it badly, though he only agreed to sleep if he had you next to him. Guts was very protective and it could be overbearing at times but in the end, he would back down if you gently told him off, though he would pout about it. The others had picked up on Guts’ affection for you and they were, to say the least, excited that Guts was happy again. Farnese, Schierke, and Ivalera would do little things to make sure Guts got his quality time with you.

Guts watched over the party as they slept with you by his side using your knife to whittle away at a stick, Guts felt at ease that you were next to him, he’d occasionally glance at you to reassure himself that you’re still there and okay. That was something Guts had to do a lot, part of him could never rest after the eclipse, and part of him would never believe you were truly safe. “Hey Guts, does this look like a face?” He was surprised by this question as you held up a crudely carved face on the stick. “Um, I guess?” Your pout told him he was wrong before you could. “That’s not a straight answer.” Guts chuckled and roughed up your hair a bit as you stuck your tongue out at him playfully. “It looks like a monster’s face, is that good?” He questioned with fake exasperation, he felt warmth blossom in his chest as you giggled at his dramatics, he smiled before saying you should rest. “You should, I’ll keep watch, I’m not ti-.” You were cut off by a yawn, Guts chuckled and patted the ground next to him inviting you to sit next to him, you crawled over and curled into his side before he wrapped his cape around you.

Guts planted a kiss on your forehead before leaning back and letting you drift off to sleep. He kept watch as you slept, and when Serpico woke up to take up watch duty he let the sound of your soft breathing lull him to sleep. The next morning everyone was rousing and figuring out the day’s plan when Ivalera noticed you nestled in Guts’ cape, the elf then got Schierke’s attention who made the kind of face you make when you see something truly cute and unfortunately, Puck noticed too and began to loudly point out the fact that Guts was letting this happen. This woke you up and in a confused daze crawl out from the warmth of Guts’ cape as Ivalera scolded Puck for waking you. The group got on the road once more while Puck kept singing loud and off-key love songs much to the chagrin of everyone else. Guts and you would hang back and he would steal the occasional kiss from you. After a long day, your party settled down to eat, and Isidro who had yet to pick up on the fact that your and Guts’ relationship had changed finally snapped at Puck.

“Would you shut up!?” Isidro shouted at the elf as he sang a very loud song about a beast and a human falling in love, the elf paused for a second before sticking his tongue out at the boy and continuing his song. “Why are you singing?!” The boy was angry and confused. “I think Puck is just happy that Guts and y/n are happy together,” Farnese said causing Isidro to pause and think for a very long time. “Wait… what?” He was confused yet again, Ivalera groaned before explaining what was going on, the look on the boy’s face was exceptional as he finally got what was happening. “What… ew that’s gross.” He made a face because he like most little boys thought the relationship was gross, Puck laughed and began to tease him, the two going back and forth at each other for a good while. You chuckled at this, you had found quite the weird bunch of people, but it was home and you felt content with them. Guts glanced at you and saw your smile, he could only guess what you were thinking of but he did know whatever it was it was making you happy.

As the party continued on you stopped in a village to eat and rest, Puck and Isidro ran off immediately and were quickly followed by the others, leaving you and Guts alone together. The two of you went to the inn you would be staying at and once alone Guts pulled you in for a kiss, it was soft and loving, he treated you like glass. He was terrified that he’d hurt you, after everything he’s been through he can’t risk hurting you, but you on the other hand knew your limits and urged him to deepen the kiss. It surprised him but he did indeed deepen the kiss, his tongue making its way into your mouth, warmth spread through your chest as he pulled you closer to his body. Even now he was being careful with you, part of him wanted more to get a little rougher but he was too scared of hurting or driving you away, so he kept things simple. You gently pushed Guts onto the bed and straddled his hips, gently threading your fingers through his hair, watching for his reactions and making sure he was comfortable. You knew Guts was still skittish when it came to physical touch so you took your time and watched his reactions, making sure to stop if he seemed uncomfortable.

Guts loved this feeling of being cared for, you were so soft with him something he never had before, you were so kind and stayed by his side even though he wasn’t always there for you. You understood he needed to take things slow, that he was trying his best, and that he did love you and the others in his own way. Your touches were so soft and delicate. “You know how much I love you, right?” You cooed as you ran your fingers through his hair, Guts leaned into your touch, he closed his eyes and enjoyed your touches. “Yeah… I know you love me.” He murmured as his breathing began to even out, soon he was out cold, you smiled as he began to snore. Climbing off of him you slipped into bed with him and smiled, Guts didn’t sleep as much as he needed to due to the brand and the fact he was so focused on protecting the party, so this was just what he needed.

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Using Words

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Generally speaking, Lancelot did not expect Guinevere to manhandle him.

Arthur, sure. Arthur was taller than him, and stronger too, or he was, last time they sparred hand-to-hand, which was admittedly some centuries in the past. There was no reason to assume his king was any less capable now. He had seen the hard muscle Arthur hid beneath his favorite jacket, and wouldn’t be underestimating his king any time soon.

Guinevere, however, had always been a metaphorical force of nature. These days, she just happened to also be a physical force of nature.

“Did I know you could pick me up?” he asked Guinevere’s admittedly-perfect backside from his position over her shoulder. “I feel like I’m supposed to be the one carrying you around.”

“I didn’t think you would stick around to talk things out if I asked nicely,” she said cheerfully, barely even slowed under his weight, even though he weighed a solid sixteen stone or so. Clearly her own training in her chosen sport left her strong enough to do as she pleased. It had some very intriguing possibilities, provided he didn’t get set on fire in a minute. “You already got to have your emotional reckoning with Arthur. It’s my turn.”

“Ominous. May I walk?”

“Are you gong to run if I put you down?”

Lancelot considered lying to her, considered the debt he still owed her for the whole catastrophe that was Camelot, and sighed. “On my honor, I will not depart the conversation without your permission, excepting only for an emergency, or Arthur’s command.”

Guinevere paused, and then unceremoniously dropped him in the grass. Lancelot landed well, despite being dropped like a sack of flour, and looked up to see Arthur sitting back against a tree only a few steps away. He was laughing. Guinevere was visibly pleased with herself.

“When I suggested you go talk to him, I didn’t actually mean for you to bag him like a prize buck,” Arthur said through chuckles. Lancelot propped himself up but didn’t attempt to stand. Guinevere watched him closely, but finally relented enough to sit beside Arthur. “Are you alright?”

“Well, the Wizard hasn’t set me on fire yet, so better than expected,” Lancelot told him sardonically, and leaned back on his hands. “Alright, might as well get it out. I’m sorry, Guen. Not for loving you. Never for that, but for… everything that happened because of it.”

“You regret it?” Guen asked, oddly careful, when she had given him the impression of a human battering ram most of the time up to now. “The affair, or the consequences?”

“Mostly the lies that led to the consequences, if we’re being honest,” he said with a heartfelt sigh. He was too old to have strong emotions about the fall of Camelot anymore. It had happened, and it was terrible, and it was his fault, but it was done and there was no undoing it. There was a time when he would have said it was the worst thing to ever happen to the world, but he had lived through two world wars since then. Compared to that, even given the personal nature of it, the fall of Camelot was relatively minor. “That it cost so many people so much. That it cost your lives. That was the worst part, after everything.”

He would never forget seeing them both dead. Arthur on the field of battle, surrounded by a mountain of soldiers who died to bring don the legendary king. In the end, none of them had. It was Mordred who fired the arrow that found Arthur’s heart.

Guinevere outlived him, but only by a few hours as she drank poison to keep Mordred from taking her alive. Lancelot got there just in time for one last kiss before she was gone.

The crushing grief of their loss would have killed him if he hadn’t already been immortal. As it was, he went on a rampage of revenge that left Mordred scrambling and all of his fellow Knights shaken by his brutality.

Seeing them alive now was like breathing for the first time in centuries.

Getting bodily dragged over to them was more surprising, but Arthur had always been determined, and he was significantly stronger than Lancelot. He used his own body-weight to simply haul Lancelot over until his back was propped against Arthur’s chest. Guinevere, never willing to let an opportunity pass by, immediately climbed into Lancelot’s lap, straddling his hips. Arthur waited until she was settled and rested his chin on Lancelot’s shoulder..

Very much captured, Lancelot could only wait to see what they wanted of him, baffled, but admittedly pleased by their new position.

“Just to be clear, completely, utterly, and transparently clear,” Arthur said in his ear, one arm wrapped tight around Lancelot’s ribs and his free hand comfortable on Guinevere’s hip. “We, having discussed it, would like you to join our relationship, preferably as a permanent member. No sneaking. No lies. All three of us together.”

“I think I might be dead,” Lancelot replied, a little dumb, since he had Guinevere in his lap, and because Arthur’s hand was creeping up his shirt lazily. “Or maybe dreaming? This can’t be- OW!”

Arthur laughed behind him having given him a firm pinch right in the ribs. Lancelot managed not to throw Guinevere off him, but it was a close thing, and Arthur had to grab them both to steady her.

“You’re not dreaming, Guen told him and traced her callused fingers over his cheek. He stared up at her wonderingly as her red hair fell down around them, “You’re not dead. We want you. We’ve wanted you since before we died, and we want you more now that we’re alive again.”

“And were able to have a few conversations about what we want, and who we want it with,” Arthur agreed. Lancelot was still somewhat incapable of words, so he only nodded, mouth dry and heart humming. “The answer to both of those is you, by the way, if you’re interested.”

“The Wizard is going to light me on fire,” Lancelot said through the haze of wonder that was clouding his mind. “Yes, gods, demons, anyone who watches out for idiots and fools, yes. I want you both so much it hurts.”

“Good,” Arthur whispered in his ear as Guinevere bent to kiss Lancelot as if they were still the young lovers they once were, long ago. “I hope you’re ready, my Knight, because we intend to find out just how much you’ve learned in the last few centuries. I hope you can keep up.”

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No more waiting around: Part 1.

Well, that was certainly quite a fruitful discussion.

Kyoko! You’re back!

You’re ok, right?

Of course she is. I wasn’t planning on doing anything to her.

Of course not, I wasn’t-

Hmhm...I’m kidding. I see things have been going somewhat well up here too.

I guess we really shouldn’t have made assumptions about each other. We’ve ben getting along pretty nicely.

Good. That makes this easier then.

*Four sits at a seat behind the counter. Kyoko stands next to Makoto. He offers her his seat, but she turns him down.

I’m sure you’ve all been introduced, but to reiterate, my name is Four Kaiden. And yes, that is the same spelling as the number. And I apologize once again for the unideal situation we put you through.

However, it was more than a result of idiocy. Idiocy played a big part of course, but it’s more than that.

Ouch...

Yeah, as you can see, she does not mince words.

See, after pulling off that recent heist, we got some...valuable...information. Said information which I have just shared with your colleague, that was stolen from the Fang Inc. gallery we all attended.

What was this information?

Legal documents and data containing evidence of interactions between Fang Inc. and Organization Zetsubou.

And it’s not simply a matter of exchanging letters or being penpals. There’s real, thorough collusion between both groups that nobody knows about.

Wh-What are they doing?

To put it simply...

Fang Inc. is the company that produces almost ALL of Zetsubou’s weapons. Including Monokuma’s.

The Monokuma’s too!?

Shirogane likely mass-produces those robots on her own now, but in the very least, Fang Inc. are the one’s who offered the guidelines for them.

What’s a ...Mono-koomer?

It’s the Despair groups primary weapon, and the mascot of despair basically. It’s an animated bear robot with a split down the middle. Black on one side, white on the other.

That sounds like-

Kouji.

Oh, yeah...

What?

N-Nothing! It’s just uh...

We’ve been fighting against Fang Inc. for a while now and have encountered similar looking robots.

Yeah, that!

I see...then if you tell the truth, then this information is credible.

Emilia Feng, the CEO of the company, has done some pretty bad shit before but...collusion with dangerous terrorists takes the cake.

What kind of “bad shit?” are we talking about?

This is kinda surprising. I know that corporations like Fang Inc. have deep roots of corruption, but the company have done some incredible stuff over the years.

Like I told you already Hina. The bigger a company/corporation is, the deeper it’s corruption runs.

However, as she already said, I’m interested to know what exactly it is that makes Fang Inc. a target. Of you people I mean.

Yeah. After all, they have a long history of saving the country from accidents, and they’ve got shareholds in a lot of public domains. Sports, community, they even fund foster homes and have their own homeless shelters.

I showed Kyoko here evidence of that as well. Perhaps...it’d make more sense to them if it came from your mouth instead of mine.

Right...Well, to be honest, that simply isn’t the CEO’s true nature. It’s true that she’s saved the country from accidents and ceased potential wars...

But the reality is...she’s secretly the one who STARTED said problems...

You’re kidding me!

You accuse people of such treasonous things...But if there really is evidence, then like it or not, I have to believe you...

If you don’t trust them, trust me. I know without a doubt that the proof Four showed me was real.

But I don’t get it. What does Feng and her company have to gain from stirring conflict like that!?

It’s actually more simple than you think. She starts her own wars, but then she resolves them, and after the war is over, she buys up all the land affected by the problem she caused.

After that, she starts to bargain prices. Then, when the post-reconstruction profits start rolling in, she makes a killing.

She did it all for the money!?

That woman would sell her firstborn child even if it meant she’d only get 2 bucks from it. Anything she can take, she’ll take, but she’ll try to drain people of every last penny.

In fact, a lot of the people who live in those homeless shelters that the company set up, are people who are in debt to the company. The only reason she set them up in the first place is to put those men and women to work, and make herself out to NOT be the bad guy.

B-But then...what happens to the people who get caught in the wars she starts? The people who lose their homes, and their family, and everything they own!?

Well, they end up with nothing, so...

She brings them to the company...and offers them up as servants and lab rats to her fellow shareholders.

She traffics people...Sh-She’s a human fucking trafficker?

Preeeetty much. As you can see, the woman is the definition of “scum.”

But wait a second, there’s something I don’t get!

Even before you found proof of the collusion between Fang Inc. and Zetsubou, it sounds like you have a whole heaping load of evidence against these guys before that! Why didn’t you just submit it to the court, or the newspaper?

Hoh! Jeez Hiro, wish we’d thought of that!

That...was sarcasm, wasn’t it?

No shit stupid! That evidence would never work in court because it was stolen! Evidence gained by underhanded means holds no sway in a court of law.

But that still doesn’t stop them from posting the proof publicly, or at least bringing the company’s legitimacy into the question.

Are you kidding? That’d never work, trust me, we’ve tried.

At the end of the day, while we call ourselves a “Foundation” we’re just 6 people against a REAL Foundation. Literally any public stunt we do that DOESN’T involve crime gets snuffed out. They take Feng’s words over ours.

That sucks...

There ARE people who believe us of course. Even if they don’t do so legitimately, news stations naturally draw attention to what we’ve done like flies to honey.

But...that’s when Emilia busts out her biggest weapon. Money.

She bribes people into silence, I see.

But come on. What if people have a ridiculous asking price?

It doesn’t matter how ridiculous the asking price is. Emilia Feng can meet it.

Don’t be stupid, no one can meet that much.

Name your price.

Huh?

I said name your price. Let’s say you’ve caught me doing something illegal, and I, as Emilia Feng, bribed you into silence. How much are you asking for?

Ok um...Let’s say...300 billion.

Oh come on. 300 billion is a bit much. No one has-

Done.

WHAT?!?

Wait, th-that’s it? You didn’t even try to barter the price down!?

I don’t need to. That much money is merely pennies to me.

It’s true. What 300 billion is to you...is about 30 dollars to Emilia Feng.

That’s just...THAT’S BULLSHIT!?

I agree. There’s no way that someone can have that kind of money! Not even Togami corp was that rich.

...

Kyoko?

I’m sorry...but I’m afraid it’s all quite true. These guys had documents to support that as well.

In fact the reason we took so long was because I didn’t believe it myself, so Four helped me with the math.

D-Does she really have THAT much...!?

We didn’t go over EVERY transaction mind you, because that would take too long...but even over the course of the past 3 years, the amount that woman and her company is worth already far exceeds Kuripa’s asking price.

And bare in mind, this is only proof of a FEW transactions. The one’s that I showed you are specifically the one’s that didn’t go public, so that’s not even counting the one’s that did.

It’s irrefutable. Emilia Feng is the richest woman in history, and no one knows it.

B-But...why...? She’s such a big figure in the financial game, so why wouldn’t she flaunt how much she owns.

Because it would be disadvantageous for her if she did. A lot of people accept the hefty bribes because they think they can scam the company out of all their money, but the pit of cash she has is nearly bottomless.

In addition, people would come to realize that the money she’s offering is mere pennies to her, and her bribes would lose credibility.

With how much money she has secretly, literally nobody can turn down the bribes she offers. She...could bribe the entire US government 4 times over. In fact, I’m fairly sure she’s tried.

That’s fucked...! That is SO fucked...!

So now you see. Causing a ruckus in society isn’t something we do just because we want to. It’s the only way to do anything against that company.

Wait a second...I just thought of something else...

Four...surely there’s gotta be some people who won’t accept bribes, no matter how much is on the table.

Yeah, maybe the money is way too enticing, and you can set yourself out for life by accepting it, but I like to think there are good and honest people in this world who would never do something like that if it came at the cost of justice.

I’m curious too. Do you know?

Not specifically...Most information we know are that of the documents and legal contracts. But I can glean this.

At best, their livelihood it stripped away from them by bribing other members of society, like police officers for instance. People are arrested of crimes that straight up didn’t happen, fined for every last penny, and then forced to work in one of Fang Inc’s homeless shelters.

And at worse...I don’t even wanna imagine...

...

...These guys are messed up...You’re sure this is all true?

Every last thing...I can barely believe it myself.

...

I can’t accept this...Th-This is horrible.

I understand now that you’ve been fighting the good fight from the start, and I’m sorry I ever thought otherwise. Emilia Feng cannot get away with this.

In that case...I have a proposal for you.

Why don’t we work together?

Work together?

I know we got off the wrong foot, but we could really use your help.

Yeah. Isn’t it the Future Foundation’s job to stop people like Emilia Feng? You’d be doing the world a great service if you helped us take her down.

Hm...what’s your call Kyoko? You’re technically the one in charge.

That’s an enticing offer...but I must refuse.

Great! Then let me-

Wait, huh!?

You’re turning them down!? Why!?

Yeah! Kyoko, you know full well how bad this person is! You’re the one who was attesting to everything they said!

We can’t let them go after all this. It would be a betrayal to our morals to do so.

Please Makoto, you’re starting to sound like Taka. Need I remind you of our current circumstances and why we’re here in the first place?

It’s not like we can just access the Future Foundation facilities and soldiers whenever we want to while here.

Wait, I’m sorry, did we miss something?

*sigh* The truth is...the entire reason we’re here in the states in the first place is because...Organization Zetsubou dealt us a pretty strong blow. There were many casualties and a few of our most prized members were kidnapped by their psychotic leader.

In fact...everyone here except for Kuripa is a target for their master plan and they’re HUNTING us...so with no way to recover from the tragedy, we fled out of the country.

We’re in no position to go anywhere, or DO anything, much less help you overthrow a government corporation like Fang Inc. Our position right now is no different than yours. A bunch of friends who want to fight with a purpose. We’re no Foundation like this.

So you mean the only reason you’re in Washington in the first place is because these Zetsubou guys attacked you and you’re trying to get away from them!?

Shit man...These Zetsubou guys really ARE dangerous...

To be honest, I gotta agree. I get why Maya asked you guys to join, since you all seem pretty capable, but it’s kinda impertinent of us to be like “Hey, we just met, wanna help us overthrow a financial giant?”

You’ve...got a point there I guess...

And that’s not even mentioning the basic fact that we now know...That Fang Inc. is working WITH Zetsubou. If we do anything against that company...

Shirogane and Zetsubou will likely hear about it...

Which would make coming out this far...absolutely pointless.

So I’m sorry. But we must turn you down.

Tch...! Sorry...

Yeah, we’re very sorry.

Sorry bro...

Don’t be. Like Ollie said, it was rude of me to just spring that on you. I-I get it.

That being said. Four...would you mind if I borrowed those documents that you showed me?

Huh? How come?

When the time comes that the Future Foundation does rise from the ashes, we will make it a top priority to bring Fang Inc. down. It might be tough, given that they’re an international conglomerate, but when we get back everything that was taken from us...

I’m sure we’ll be enough. So, when I say we can’t help you, what I really mean is, we can’t help you RIGHT NOW. But we will do something about this given time.

...Ok...I’ll hold you to that.

But forgive me for saying this, while I trust you enough to show you the evidence, I still don’t have any conclusive proof that you’re NOT secretly working for our enemies, so I can’t just GIVE you the documents, especially after we worked so hard to get them.

Would you be alright with photocopies? It might take a while, but we have a pretty good machine here.

That’s more than fine. Sorry for the trouble.

Then I guess we’re hanging around here for a bit more until we get those back.

Then I’ll brew us all up another round.

*Maya takes everyone’s cups and goes to wash them.

Just...one more thing...

Huh?

*She turns to the Future Foundation with a stern expression.

Good things come to those who don’t wait around, you know?

You can bide your time as much as you like, but there’s no telling when an opportunity will present itself. And even if it does, who’s to say you’re not gonna miss it accidentally.

I won’t try to stop what you’re doing, but know that if I was in your position, I wouldn’t be hiding waiting for an opportunity.

I would CREATE one god dammit...!

...

#danganronpa survivor #danganronpa #danganronpa 1 #dr1 #hyper danganronpa h2o #hdrh2o #makoto naegi #kyoko kirigiri #byakuya togami #yasuhiro hagakure #aoi asahina #kuripa kurafto #maya canzanilla #four kaiden #leona vasquez #oliver feng #hunter rosenhall #kouji ito #into the ocean arc

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welikethoseoddslove · 2 years

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Adventure (A Din x reader story pt.2)

Warnings: Violence, blasters, hand to hand combat, you shoot a blaster into someone's head, mentions of people wanting to kill the Grogu

Pairing: Mando x reader (the good mando content will start soon I promise, introductions happen at the end of this story, this is a longer set up than I thought I needed but it was 4 am and I get rambly when I'm tired)

Previous Chapter Summary: You have just realized what they are guarding in the encampment in your valley. A child. Some kid that important people are after. You have been helping Kuiil lead bounty hunters to find him and you feel sick thinking what they could have done to the poor green thing. You decide to do something about it.

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You had to tell Kuiil. You couldn’t let any more bounty hunters know about this place. As far as you two should be concerned it didn’t exist. You snuck out of the place the same way you snuck in and lept onto your bluurg mount, clicking commands at him to carry you as fast as he could over the rocky terrain. But as you rode up to the farm as the sun was peaking over the ridge, you could see Kuiil already speaking with another bounty hunter. You hid your bag behind the shed, unstrapped your various weapons on you and buried them under some hay, tied the bluurg up and walked around to the front of the house. Kuiil didn’t look at you strangely, he must have just thought you had been taking the young bluurg out for a training ride.

This bounty hunter wasn’t like the rest. A Trandoshan with her lizard-like face and mouth full of sharp teeth. You greeted her at the door in a slightly more diplomatic way than you had greeted the previous bounty hunters, but inside you were terrified. This one could actually succeed, you thought to yourself as Kuiil sent her on her way, motioning to where the bluurgs were tied to a post, offering for her to take one. She did and she set off.

Kuiil looked so happy. “She will return, I am sure of it.” He spoke, easing himself into his chair. He sounded so content. The furrow in his brow was relaxed.

You couldn’t tell him. You didn’t know how to break it to him that there was something more sinister going on here. Someone was trying, very hard, to kill a CHILD. Some plot that would surely erupt in a big fire-fight. So much destruction was coming to this poor man’s valley. You couldn’t tell him, you decided, you’d have to deal with this on your own.

With a shout to Kuiil you ran out the door, saying something about the new young bluurg kept bucking you off and you decided he needed a longer ride to get used to having someone on his back, you’d be back in a few hours.

Running to the back of the shed you strapped on your weapons, hauled the go-bag across your shoulder and hopped on the bluurg. You were going to stop this bounty hunter. Whatever it took.

She was a hard fight. Vicious. And you were out of practice too. But she was slow. Relying on brute force more than tactics, and, you were pleased to realize, you had a few decent moves committed to muscle memory. You swept her leg and she landed on her back with a wheeze. “What is your mission?!” You commanded. She snarled up at you. Your voice went low and scary. You were surprised it even did that anymore. “Termination or Recovery?” you insisted. She squinted up at you, trying to figure out your game. She could read your worried face. “Soft.” She spat. So, termination. She was here to kill the kid. Monster, you thought. She went to bit ate your leg that was pinning her to the ground. You loaded your blaster and ---- Dead. You closed your eyes as shook with a sigh. You never got used to taking a life.

You did this to the next bounty hunter. And the next. And the next.

You wondered if they’d ever stop. If you’d have to keep doing this. Maybe the encampment would move. That would be good, right? Take the baby far away. Far enough out of your reach you wouldn’t feel like protecting him was your responsibility.

You had taken to early-morning rides with the bluurg, just so Kuiil wouldn’t’ get suspicious that your rides were coinciding with whenever the bounty hunters got here.

You were out on one of these rides when you heard a growl. A wild bluurg. Then a thud. And a growl. But this time not from a blurg, from…well it sounded almost human. You came around the bend and were met with the sight of a Mandalorian, all muddy and beat up, beskar tearing, with his arm stuck in a wild bluurg’s mouth. You let out a low laugh to yourself. The first time you meet a warrior of legend and he’s being eaten by…well…what is to you the equivalent of a horse.

You sigh, supposing you should help him.

For now, you thought darkly, remembering the pact you had made with yourself. No one touches the kid. You quickly shoot a tranquilizing dart at it, and at the next one that comes to charge him.

You ride over to him as he struggles to get his arm out from the collapsed blurrg's mouth. You see the tracking fob laying a few feet away. You hop off your mount and walk over to grab it.

"A bounty hunter." you confirm, looking over at him. He nods. You hoped he couldn't hear the shake in your voice. How were you going to stop this one?

Come now, you have time for one more fic, read the next chapter...

#the mandolarian #the mandolorian x reader #mando x reader #din x reader #din djarin x reader #din x you #mando x you #the mandalorian x reader #Mando the himbo #pedro pascal #gifs #star wars #din djarin #late night fanfic writing hehehe #Mando the himbo is my new favorite tag

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spotsandsocks · 1 year

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Cover by the oh so talented and lovely @ronordmann thank you love, I adore it it’s perfect.

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Silence fills the room as soon as Eddie hangs up the phone. He’d known something was wrong the second he’d seen his Dad’s caller ID pop up at 2pm on a Wednesday afternoon. It had been a quick call, just long enough to update him on the situation, his Dad had been keen to get back to Abuela, Eddie doesn’t blame him, he wishes he could be there too. He hates that she’s moved away even though he knows it made sense. He just misses her so much, worries about her too, even more now.

His phone is still in his hand so he doesn’t really think much about what he’s doing, just makes the call. It’s picked up in under three rings and Eddie breathes out a heavy greeting.

‘Hey. It’s me.” Although Buck knows that, caller ID and all.

He gets a “Hey,” right back and then after a brief pause Buck asks the question Eddie knew he would.

“And now you’re thinking about plane tickets right?” The understanding is instant, Eddie nods and confirms Bucks guess.

“Yeah, I can’t go, I know that and I’m glad he told me but..”

“You’re too far away and you feel useless.”

Again he nods, a small huff of air escapes too, Buck knows him well.

“I’m gonna call her later, Dad said she’s sleeping.”

“She’ll like that, give her my love.” A heartbeat later Buck says “You want me to come over?”

He does but what he says is “No it’s ok, you’re busy. I just wanted to talk to you.”

Buck’s voice is soft, “Anytime Eds. I’m always here, you know that.”

Caller ID tells him it’s Buck’s calling and he doesn’t even wait for Eddie to say hi, just jumps in with,

“Eddie! You have to help! Maddie’s going to kill me.”

“What have you done now?” Eddie knows that tone, he waits to hear what minor crisis Buck finds himself in today.

“I’ve lost Jee’s favourite teddy. Maddie just called and Jee’s distraught.”

Eddie thinks Buck’s worked himself up into a similar state by the sound of him.

“Ok, calm down.”

“I am calm.”

“You’re really not, ok, take a sec and...”

“I’ve looked everywhere, Jee will never forgive me, Maddie won’t either.”

“Buck you were here this morning, let me check, maybe it fell out somewhere.”

“Please find it Eddie, I’m a terrible Uncle.”

Eddie rolls his eyes as he pulls cushions around and looks under and behind couches and chairs.

“You’re a fantastic Uncle. Jee loves you. Maddie loves you too. A lost teddy isn’t going to change that .”

“I don’t know Eds. She really loves that bear.”

His hand closes around something fluffy under one of his chairs, he pulls it out and recognises the bear Jee had had earlier.

“Well it’s a good job I’ve found it then.”

“I’ll run it over to Maddie for you, I’m closer.”

“Thank you, thank you, you're the best man, I mean it.”

He laughs, he’s glad he could help wipe Buck’s distress away, a quick trip to Maddie and Chim’s is the very least he can do for Buck.

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#911 fic #911fic #Buddie #spotty scribbles #buddie fanfiction #buddie fic #evan buck buckley #eddie x Buck #buck x Eddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley

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