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pedge-page · 4 months
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#5 Joel dealing with his fiesty preggo wife - angry af
Can be read with others in the series or standalone
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Notes: Pedro chewing gum between takes on set does things to me.
Warnings: unprotected rough sex, Daddy kink, degrading language, reader being mean at first but Joel gives it right back *winkwink*
18+ ONLY
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The two of you are sitting in the living room on your respective sofas. You keep giving Joel the devil eye from your book in your lap as he watched the football game on TV.
Eventually, you roll your eyes, slam your pages shut and stand up, barreling past him and intentionally knocking your shin angrily against his knee.
"The fuck?" He coughs.
"You're fucking annoying, Miller."
"Funny, thought that was your name too now?" He quips, eyes staring back ahead to the TV while he points to the gold band on his left finger. "What have I done now?"
"Your chewing."
Joel side eyes you, expression unchanged as he blows the most obnoxious bubble from his gum imaginable before letting it pop! and sucking back in his mouth to chew. "What about?"
“It's annoying. And you're disgusting."
"Am I now? What else?"
"You've got a big ugly ass nose, too."
As much as Joel suspected this angry outburst out of nowhere was just the pregnancy setting every little nerve on edge with you, he want exactly privy to being attacked with your foul words.
"S'that right? you didn't seem to have a problem with my big ugly ass nose last night when you came four times from this snout nudging your little clit when I ate ya out."
"I was fakin' it," you scoff unconvincingly, the both of you knowing it’s a lie. But you refuse to back down. "While we're at it, here's another thing: You eat pussy like a bitch."
Joel Miller did not like it when a woman had to fake shit around him. Let alone his woman obviously lying about faking it. He stands up, the broad physique of his body instantly shadowing yours. "Ya know, I don't really like your tone today, young lady." He approaches you calmly but with a threatening predatory aura.
You tilt your head mockingly. “Yeah? My young lady self is stuck here with your old, miserable, lazy ass." You don't shuffle away, feet staying planted where they are until he's directly on top of you. Your eyes narrow, challenging one another. "It's a honestly a miracle that you even knocked me up with your wrinkly, shriveled, limp dic—“
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Being married is a funny thing. Sometimes you don’t even have to say what it is you don’t realize you need, but your spouse is very adapt at picking up on it. Like right now, with face being shoved into the headrest of the couch by your husband’s meaty hand on top of your head, pregnant belly hanging over the curve of the cushion while you’re knees rub against the plush seat, Joel’s incessantly powerful hips driving forcefully into your stuffed cunt over and over again like a screen door in a hurricane. 
You’re smiling like a happy drunk, moaning off the top of your lungs as Joel’s cock continues to fill you effortlessly. He’s grunting and swearing, drips of his sweat trickling on to your arched back. Normally this position would hurt, especially with the extra 30 pounds of weight in your middle completely weighing you down, pressing uncomfortably into the couch, but my, oh my does it feel like a incredulous weight off your once aggravated mind.
“Ugh--ahh! FUck!” You cry, teeth sinking into the plush leather.
“What? Ya tired already?" he taunts, panting gleefully at your submissive state. "You wanted this. Remember? Just needed a good fucking, is that it?” He seethes, rutting his hips like daggers. 
You nod dumbly, elbows fighting to keep you and the baby from being plowed into the cushion. You throw as much of your weight back on to him with each thrust, forcing him deeper.
“Yeah, oh fuck me baby— yeah that’s it.” He licks his lips, watching the spot where your swollen and glistening pussy continues to suck his length back in. “My poor little wife, needed her cunt fucked stupid to get that little brain to shut off. Little cumdump gettin all antsy, startin’ a fight when she just needed a fresh fillin'. Don’t you worry, angel. Daddy’s here to put ya back in your place.”
With one hand still forcing your face into the headrest, the other is gripping your meaty hip, bringing you flush against his thighs with each puncture. You can feel him reaching the deepest part of you, the part that you didn’t know needed itched until Joel knew to stick his cock in it.
“Ye-yes daddy!” you whine when he hits that squishy spot inside that has you seeing stars, finger nails biting into the leather as you milk his cock with your orgasm.
“Ah-fuck yeah baby, keep goin’, keep cummin’ on Daddy’s dick—that’s my whore—my good wife—FUCK yeah!—fuuucckkk, ya needed that cum, I can feel it. Squeezin’ me so god damn tight. That’s it, just let go, give me everything, Daddy’s got ya.”
And what made Joel Miller so different, so husband and now soon-to-be-father worthy, is that, even though he’s railing his heavily pregnant wife in a position that would cause most women pain, you were as comfortable as can be. Despite the aggression that poured from his lips and hips, his hands occasionally cradled your tummy, checking on the baby’s movements. Glides down your back, massaging your spine to ensure you’re relaxed and not cramping. Listens for your breathing, the sounds that escape your throat, waiting for any sign that you might be in pain. He’s constantly making small adjustments for your comfort without you even fully realizing it. You couldn’t be more in love with him.
And his big fat delicious cock that put a beautiful baby in you and hopefully, will continue to do so for many years to come.
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heartpascal · 9 months
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forgive the sea
▹— joel miller x platonic!reader
▹— summary: after a trip into the outside world, you come back different.
▹— a/n: i don’t really like how this ended HOWEVER it is a fic and it was written by me and that is positive, no matter what state the writing is in!! go easy on me pls it’s been a rough few weeks <3
▹— warnings: references to suicidal ideation, kinda (not really sure if that’s what it is but to be safe), unspecified trauma, loss of childhood (ish?), mention of getting old/ losing memory, bottling up of emotions, angst, comfort?
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Joel has plenty of memories from the years he has shared with you, plenty of memories depicting the way you grew over the years. In each of them, he cements the image of that spark in your eyes into his head, in fear of his age causing him to deteriorate, corrupting the memories.
He holds the memories close, and he holds you closer, as if he could stop the growing distance between the two of you by holding on tighter.
But the fact of it was that you were growing up. You weren’t the same kid Joel had taken under his wing all those years ago. And while that wasn’t entirely a bad thing, with you having shed the fearful nature you used to have, as well as the paranoia and distrust, it did mean you had lost the small amount of childishness you had retained back then.
There were days when life felt so bleak for Joel, days where all he could think of was his daughter, where the world just didn’t seem worth living in, and then there was you. Like a burst of light in a dark world, you had managed to brighten Joel’s thoughts with what, to you, had been a measly joke. A passing comment. A grin, maybe.
It would be far too much for Joel to hold an expectation of you, in that sense. He couldn’t imagine the kind of weight it would carry if he had told you about what you meant for him, what you helped him through, unknowingly.
Despite all of that, there was an involuntary reaction in Joel now, one in which he seemingly just brightened around you. As if your mere presence could relieve the weight of the world he held on his shoulders. Somehow, you had allowed Joel to do something he hadn’t done for a long time prior to meeting you; you allowed him to grow. Rather than withering away in his grief, in his dark world, with no apparent purpose, he grew with you.
Where you had become more confident, more assured, Joel had become more open. He had acknowledged his daughter’s life, rather than focusing only on her death. He had found a reason to live, to thrive, rather than survive another day.
Joel didn’t quite realise just how much he relied on you, nor how much you relied on him. He also didn’t know how much you protected him from, with his best interests at heart.
It’s why, when you returned home one night, after venturing outside of the wall, he didn’t entirely know something was wrong. It wasn’t unusual for you to be withdrawn after facing the horrors of the outside world, so your behaviour, initially, seemed normal. Each time you returned after you had started going out without Joel beside you, you behaved the same way.
He passed it off as that, alongside the late hour, and your visible exhaustion. Joel knew himself just how much surviving could take out of you, especially when you were as sleep-deprived as you had been upon leaving.
But as the days passed by, Joel grew more concerned.
While it had been a while since you had begun to grow out of that slither of childhood innocence — if you could call it that — which had remained, something about you seemed… off.
Joel had expressed as much on more than one occasion, but you shut him down each time, with a “I’m fine, Joel, really.” Acting as if he was just some sort of overly worried parent, as if he was hovering.
The two of you had never explicitly stated the shape your relationship had taken, but it wasn’t exactly a secret that Joel saw you as his kid. And, Joel hoped, you reciprocated that. He could remember, all those years ago, how much his Sarah had protested to his helicopter-parent nature, when she was young. He had grown out of it, but perhaps, in the presence of the apocalypse, Joel had fallen back into old habits.
When nothing changed after weeks of your strange behaviour, Joel was certain that it wasn’t just his caution. How could it be? Sure, you had been growing slightly distant from him over the weeks — months? — before that trip, but it had never been like this.
It had never been anger filling the space between you, or irritation, or any other form of emotion. It had just been space. Growth.
Now, Joel was growing worried that what was once a familial bond was cracking, fracturing, into pieces. He wasn’t sure just how many times the two of you could pick each other up, and put each other back together again. Just how much strain could the two of you take? How much was too much?
But your weeks of odd behaviour were quickly turning into months, the time flashing before Joel so fast that he was sure that he had been missing it. He may have been a carpenter in his past life, but he was becoming nervous that fixing your bond wouldn’t be as simple as fixing some wood.
“You gotta talk to me, kiddo, what’s goin’ on with you?” He asked, one night, when you made to leave the room after being in it for no more than twenty minutes. “Something’s wrong, now you just tell me what, and I’ll do my best to fix it.” Joel had continued, in your silence. It had apparently been the wrong thing to say, as you snapped at him.
“Nothing is wrong with me, Joel. I’m fine.” Your voice had been crackling along the edges, something staticky in your sudden burst of anger. Really, though, it had only been confirmation that something was wrong.
Joel was starting to realise that you had no intention of opening up to him, not this time. And it seemed that the more insistent he became, the more closed off you were. He was almost at a loss. What was he meant to do? He didn’t know where the boundaries of your unspecified familial relationship lied. At the end of the day, Joel wasn’t your dad. At any moment, you could choose to leave, and Joel would lose another child, except this one was never really his.
Loving someone in the apocalypse was something that remained unspoken, and that much was true for the two of you. So how could he tell you, how could he put to words, his concern? How could he explain that it grew from a place of love, of care? It seemed like an impossible task, constantly looming in the cracks of your bond.
You could see the battle he was going through, and you were fully aware that it was your fault. But what could you do? The problem wasn’t him, not exactly, it was you. After everything, you just couldn’t be who you were sure he needed you to be.
These last few years that you had spent with him, you had been aware of the ways in which you helped him. After all, you had lost your naivety long before you even met Joel Miller, so it wasn’t hard to notice the way he opened up, the way you seemingly healed some long-damaged part of him. He became scarred, rather than wounded.
But you couldn’t bring yourself to pretend that you were the same person that you had been back then, and a part of you just… resented yourself for it. Logically, you knew that Joel valued you, not what you had done for him, but that didn’t change the way you felt.
How could you tell him that? How could you voice to this man, the closest thing to a father you had, that you couldn’t be the child he had known? How could you explain that you had changed, that the apocalypse had wounded and scarred you?
Joel had a tendency to blame himself, and this was something you just didn’t want him to take responsibility for.
So, you continued on. You spent time putting as much physical space between you and Joel as you could manage, while also trying to remain in the safe environment he provided. But no matter how far away you got, it never seemed to match the cavernous distance you had created in the bond you shared with him.
And you could see just how much it was eating him up, with no explanation for your behaviour.
But you just couldn’t allow yourself to admit to him that you were changed. That you could never return to the version he had known you as. And that was eating you up, leaving you with a gaping hole in your chest, an ache of tears in your throat. The space in your chest was only being filled with your guilt, which grew heavier despite you knowing it wasn’t your fault that you had changed.
There was a breaking point.
There always is, isn’t there?
And yours, for this, was when you came home one day to Joel sat on the old couch, head in his hands.
He practically jumped to his feet when he heard your footsteps on the rotting floorboards, ones which he’d promised to fix before they broke. He said your name, sighing with relief as you smiled tightly at him in greeting.
“Thank the lord you’re alright,” Joel said, shaking his head before crossing the room and all but pulling you into his arms as the floorboards creaked beneath his weight. “You had me worried there, kid, where have you been?” He asked, holding on to you tightly.
Joel certainly wasn’t expecting his tight hold to result in you crumbling in his arms, but he did his best to hold you together nonetheless. There were tears bursting from your eyes, pushing past the lump in your throat that you had been swallowing down for months, now.
The past few days had been particularly hard for you, and you hadn’t even realised that night had fallen, stretching into the early hours of the next day by the time you got home. You hadn’t been expecting Joel to be waiting for you, and the guilt of him worrying over you had crashed down on you so suddenly that the added weight on top of everything else had you collapsing.
He held on to you tighter, hand squeezing gently at the back of your head as he murmured. “You’re alright, you’re alright.” Joel repeated it like some sort of mantra, like if he said it aloud enough times, it’d be true. “Please, tell me what’s going on with you. You gotta let me help you, kiddo, please.”
It wasn’t as if Joel missed his manners often, so you had heard him say the pleasantries more than a few times, but for a reason you couldn’t explain, it just broke you. Never did he sound so… pleading. So helpless, perhaps.
“Joel—” It was like your voice was stuck in your throat, crowded underneath the weight of everything you had been bottling up. Your inability to speak only made you cry harder, and you did your best not to think of how many tears were seeping into the material of Joel’s worn flannel.
“Shh, I’ve got you, kiddo, I’ve got you.” He said, remaining steady in his hold on you, able to keep you upright despite the sudden weakness in your knees, the urge to just collapse to the ground and weep.
You gripped the flannel between your fingers, squeezing it so tightly you should’ve worried about the seams tearing. “I’m—I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” You garbled out, between sobs that tore through your vocal cords, reducing your voice to a barely comprehensible, hoarse mess. You repeated the apologies, in hopes that Joel would forgive you for something he had never even been upset over.
“You got nothing to apologise for, you hear me?” Joel said, confidently, despite not even knowing what it was you were apologising for. Still, he seemed certain of his words, like nothing you could do would possibly warrant an apology in his eyes.
You shook your head, forehead against his chest, and gripped tighter, as if that would stop him leaving following your confession. “No, Joel, I do, I—” You sucked in a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the way your diaphragm was starting to spasm under your laboured breathing. “I—I can’t be the kid you want me to be, I can’t, and I’m just so—so sorry.” You fought to get out, trying to stop the tears from streaming down your face.
Joel stilled then, his mindless motion of rubbing a hand up and down your back pausing suddenly, though his grip never faltered.
“‘The kid I want you to be’?” Joel repeated, sounding almost confused, his chin digging in to the side of your head as he pressed you closer. “I don’t want you to be anybody but you, you got that?”
It wasn’t fair of you to be frustrated with his response, but you were. How could you not be? Joel didn’t even seem to know that you had realised how and why he relied on you. He didn’t know that you knew he needed you to be a certain person, a person that you weren’t, any longer.
“No, you don’t get it!” You insisted, pulling away from his hug for the first time since he’d started it. You keep him at arms length, a hand raised between you as the other wipes the tears and snot from your face. “I can’t be that—that kid, the one I used to be.”
Joel’s face falls as if he’s having some sort of realisation at your words, one which you take in a negative light, as if it was confirmation of every bad thought and image you’d had of his reaction.
“I just can’t do it anymore, Joel, and I know it’s not fair to you, but I—” You continued, before he cut you off with a furrowed brow, his slightly confused and awfully stern expression just causing more tears to spring to your eyes, which were already stinging.
“‘Not fair to me’, kid,” Joel sighed, seemingly dumbfounded by the words he’s quoting back to you, and the nickname which he had used for you since the first day you had met him only served to make you more upset. “Why do you think I need you to be that same kid, huh?”
His hands were held out, his expression open, and the only thing he was waiting on was you. For you to be ready, for you to go to him when you finally were. He just hoped he wouldn’t be waiting too long.
Your hands dropped to your sides, where the clutch the bottom of your shirt just for something to hold on to. “Joel,” You said, talking to him as if you didn’t know why he wasn’t understanding. “I—I know that I helped you, that I cheered you up, or something, back then. That me, being that kid, was what helped us get to this.” As if it was possible, Joel’s expression fell further, crumpled, even. “And I just don’t want to disappoint you, or—or ruin everything, or make you regret taking me in. I don’t want you to feel like you have to keep me, if you don’t want me, because I’m not a kid anymore.”
And there it was, everything out in the open, placed into his outstretched palms.
Palms which reach for you, despite your confession, despite you giving him that out now that you couldn’t be what he needed. You, despite everything in you screaming otherwise, reach back to him, and you hold on to his hand as if it’s everything tethering you to the world.
“I am sorry,” Joel said, surprising you, and he released your hand only to hold on to the sides of your face, a frown marring his lips. “That I ever made you feel like this. You being a kid was never what made my life worth living again, it was you being my kid.” His thumbs wiped away the tears streaming from your eyes at his words. “You listen to me, now. That has not changed, that will never change. You could never disappoint me, not like this. And as long as you’ll let me, I’ll try not to disappoint you, either.”
If your lips were trembling as he spoke, he gave no indication, nor did he make a comment when you all but flung yourself towards him. There’s something almost… warming about his acceptance, something which makes that cold, empty feeling of guilt in your chest boil over, evaporating through the sobs that left your mouth.
Joel holds you tighter, squeezing so firmly that all those cracks seem to seal back together, leaving only the scarred remains. Tender, but not painful. Even when your heart clenches, trying to refuse what was right in front of you, Joel’s firm hands stop you from overthinking.
Despite all your words, your confession, Joel thinks that you, here, crying in his arms, showing more vulnerability than you ever had in the time he had known you, makes you the very child of his that you didn’t believe yourself to be. Because this was familiar, Joel knew this feeling. He knew that the way his chest clenched tightly wasn’t because of what you were saying, but the pain you had been in, the wounds you had been hiding.
“You’re sure?” You asked, through shuddering breaths, eyes squeezed shut and hands gripping Joel as if whatever answer he gave wouldn’t matter, as if you were never letting go.
“I’m sure, kiddo.” Joel answered, deciding that here, in this moment, you were his child. Openly, without uncertainty. And he was sure that no matter how much older he got, no matter how much his other memories deteriorated, he would remember this moment. Because this was, to him, at an equal level of importance in his life as the moment his Sarah was born. Those memories, the ones of his children being his, at last, would never lose clarity, would never rot.
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elliespuns · 6 months
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You are so right about Pedro. I see a lot of people walking away from this fandom because of the disrespect these characters have
True that.
Although I have to say that I wouldn't use the word 'characters' because I am just talking about Pedro as his real-life persona. And there's a huge difference between people being obsessed with people's real-life personas and the characters they portray.
I am not as protective about fictional characters as I am when it comes to real life. I always stand behind 'to each his own' when it comes to characters someone portrays because no one is hurting anyone with their unhealthy obsession over a character. Whereas feeling exactly the same about the actor or actress themselves is a totally different thing.
I mean, just think about it. Do you think that Joel Miller, who was created this way to actually have THIS effect on people, is sitting in a chair on his porch in a made-up community in Jackson right now and thinking about how disrespectful it is to have fans who imagine him running naked around their house? He doesn't give a jackshit. He doesn't exist; he can't care.
And now, imagine Pedro himself in Joel's position that I just made fun of.
And yes, some might argue that obsessing over someone's character is basically the same as obsessing over the person themselves... but keep in mind that every normal individual should be able to see the difference between a character and their actor. And I get it. The actor gives the character 'life'. But that still doesn't mean that you should take them as one.
I guarantee that Pedro doesn't care about what people think about Joel Miller, Javier Peña, Oberyn Martell, or Mando. He only cares about what people think about him.
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wannab-urs · 11 months
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The Spreadsheet Digest - Fic Recs | Vol 5
Happy friday, friends <3
It's that time of the week again! Here are (almost) all of the fics I read this week + my unhinged rambling. As always, you can find my complete spreadsheet here.
This week, I left off a bunch of fics I read because they're part of a little thing I'm doing with my friends called Peg That Middle Aged Man Campaign 2023 - pegging a bunch of pedro boys!! Those will be put in a masterlist next week and I will link that list on next week's Digest.
Cowboy Like Me - a Javi P series by @cutesyscreenname
-> Every single thing about this is so good. The bi reader. The soft javi. the banter. the smut. the slowburn. the buildup. I am SCREAMING. Hannah this fic is ruining my life it's so good
Bad Mood - a Joel one shot by @javiscigarette
-> If I had this man to spank me out of my bad moods i'd be happy forever
Lead me not into temptation - a Marcus Pike one shot by @whataperfectwasteoftime
-> Based on midnight mass + fleabag, I have a thing for sexy priests... so I was intrigued. I wasn't raised catholic but I do have religious trauma so this is right up my alley lmao. The internal struggle within Marcus is portrayed beautifully. The way he describes his lover, the way the lord's prayer is interwoven... UGH this is stunning. It's really emotional but is also really hot (bc when do I ever read non-smut lmao).
Bekväm - an Ezra one shot by @whataperfectwasteoftime
-> Lol just realized i read this a while ago (pre-spreadsheet) while trolling their masterlist but anyway. I love one armed Ezra so much. And this is a really great take on that. The main character is so fun. The concept was neat. They capture Ezra's voice nicely. The smut was gorgeous and wonderfully captured the experience of someone recently um... disarmed.
The Crucible - a Marcus Pike one shot by @whataperfectwasteoftime
-> Holy shit dude! I love a good BDSM fic... this one manages to capture that soft, sweet angel baby vibe you get from Marcus while also weaving in his confidence and sexiness. The "soft dom" voice and actions being literally juxtaposed with what his right hand is doing??? Incredible.
Siren Song - a Joel one shot by @proxima-writes
-> This is so fucking hot dude. Joel being needy and desperate is everything I needed right now. I really liked the dynamic with Tommy also.
Fuse - a Din/Ezra series by @marisferasiop
->My mind is blown. I was speechless for 5 full minutes after reading this. I was thankful for my vivid imagination while reading it because those were some WILD positions. I also somehow never considered merging Mando and Prospect? It's so perfect! Din and Ezra together is something I didn't know I needed. Put me in that sandwich please.
Lie to Me - a Javi P series by @iamskyereads
-> Javi is so soft and protective and cute ugh. And I love the TV show Lie To Me because I'm a crime drama junkie, so the human lie detector!reader is really fun for me. I'm on the first interlude at the time of writing this (so about 5 chapters in) and I've been thoroughly sucked in to the story. Also the way you're weaving in plot elements? Or rather weaving your story into the existing plot so seamlessly? Masterful work, fr.
My World a Dio one shot by @sneetsnootyoit
-> So cute and soft and sweet and HOT. And love that the reader is GN! Soft and sweet Dio is such a fun change from the type of fics I usually see for him and I am so here for it.
Red Smoke - an Ezra one shot by micha-alien (ao3)
-> Dirty talking Dom Ezra, set just before the movie. It is... unreasonably hot. He's mean in all the best ways in this and a little feral and so very fucking yummy.
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Recs from pre-Digest era that literally live rent free in my head:
Please - a Dieter one shot by @ezrasbirdie
Sex Worker!Frankie AU - a Frankie series by @prolix-yuy
Meant to Be - an Oberyn series by @radiowallet
The Crush - a Javi P series by @the-ginger-hedge-witch
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I've put out some pegging fics this week so go find those and keep an eye out for the masterlist if that's your thing.
Also I'm putting finishing touches on Burn Slowly/I Love You ch 2 (my soft sweet former firefighter!Frankie AU)
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justagalwhowrites · 9 months
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Hi Kit I was just wondering why for all of your stories you tag them as character x reader / character x you when in lavender and beskar doll and now in yearling, they aren't actually reader inserts? They have names or descriptions or face claims so they are OCs. As someone that has been reading fic for a long time, it can be disappointing when you go into a story based on tags and then the tags are misleading because writers are trying to get around the use of the "OC" tag so that more people will read their story.
Hi Bestie!
So I tag them that way for a few reasons! The big one is because I write it in the you format with the intention of people inserting themselves into the story.
I do try to keep descriptions to a minimum (which I know that I don’t do the BEST job at? It’s an adjustment from writing books which is where I’m approaching fic writing from but I’m trying to get better at it.) I usually limit it to the FMC is shorter than the Pedro character (this is because he tends to play physically imposing characters so I imagine him as being the tallest person in just about every room) and then amount of hair (which is generally variable from person to person, assuming they’re able to grow hair.) I did include things like “blushed” early on and I’m making a more conscious effort to avoid that kind of language because it didn’t occur to me before! That’s on white privilege, yo! They have FCs for me but I don’t share them unless people ask as that’s who I picture when writing, not how I describe the character. I don’t think I could write a character without knowing how they looked, it’s just not how I create characters! But they’re intended to be however you picture them. For example, my mom is reading Lavender but isn’t on Tumblr and she asked how I pictured Doc. She was shocked when I showed her the FC as it didn’t line up with what she had in her head at all and I think that’s great!
When it comes to physical description and inclusivity in the reader insert space, it’s an interesting dynamic to me. I minimize descriptions (or feel like I do anyway!) but it’s still all predicated on reader being able to walk, to use both hands, to be able to see and hear. Reader inserts are kind of inherently ableist - it would be pretty impossible to write an insert that accounted for every disability! - we just tend to be more ready to draw the line at other aspects of physical description. (Probably because it impacts more people!)
As far as names go, the only character who has a published name is Doll (and I only included that because she abandoned that name when she went into hiding, all her other names she adopted and has no attachment to, like reader would in her position) and even then, you hear her real name I think 3 times? Otherwise, they all have nicknames and nicknames only. I do have names for them in my head (just part of how I develop my characters, I know everything about them before I write them) but they’re not included in the story. I haven’t ever shared them on Tumblr, either. Doc goes by Dr. Miller after she marries Joel but that’s because she took his name so it would be the same for reader. Otherwise, she goes by Kid, Doc, Teach, Baby, Love, Sweetheart, etc. Doll is usually Doll, Cyare, Mesh’la, an adopted name, or Sister. In Yearling, Bambi is just what Joel calls her because she reminds him of a frightened, wild deer. That’s definitely not her actual name and I think that’s mentioned in chapter one.
I will admit, I give my characters very vibrant backstories which might nudge them more into OC territory and I do include the x OC tag on AO3 because of that. I’m definitely not trying to mislead anyone to get more readers! I’ll be honest, I figured like a dozen people tops would ever read anything I wrote, it didn’t even really cross my mind. I wrote it for me because it was fun and felt good to do, everything else has just been a bonus.
All that being said, I am sorry I misled you! That wasn’t my intention and I hope you don’t feel like you invested too much time or emotional energy only to be let down.
I appreciate you reaching out and I hope this was helpful! Love you!
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tlou hbo episode 3 spoilers under the cut
the whole episode was just "the gays win again" but then it became "the gays win but the gays also lose"
Oh to specify i was crying like a fucking baby the whole time. My parents are watching this show too and god I hope they saw this and something clicked
Im liveblogging btw and i have a zoom call in an hour but i am going to be SO puffy
"youll take me to the boutique and we'll pick out nice clothes. And we'll get married" i cannot cry hard enough right now i am not joking
is joel and ellie going to get to the farm the day after frank dies. I swear to god neil druckman
I cannot imagine how hard this is for bill. Genuinely how is he able to keep moving and breathing. also what pills is he drinking that will result in a peaceful death
THERE WERE PILLS IN THE BOTTLE. GOD CHRIST MOTHER MARY
I mean. Honestly in his position i would do the same. What is the alternative?
Old gays. Happy old gays. I'm going to cry through my whole fucking zoom call
Good god i hope this episode made something click in my parents. Pleaseplease
Thats why no songs came through in a while :(
Im on my period rn but past the day of cramps and this episode made me cry so hard that my period cramps came back btw
"there was one person worth saving" the puppy dog look in joels eyes
"use them to keep-" SOMEBODY HELP ME
I didnt think this would make me such a rabid tess x joel shipper but good god do i miss tess
He gave joel his car :( car man to car man act of affection
Pedro pascal is such a perfect joel. Mannerisms and look and voice and everything. Perfect
also BELLA RAMSEY I LOVE YOU
its been so long since ive played this game that i cant even remember if this scene was in the game
Joel being passionate abt old music is such an old nerd trait and i love that for him
"and i think im gonna love you for a long, long time" someone needs to put me down like a fucking rabid animal
This show is a fucking masterpiece so far. I saw that it was renewed for season 2 but im wondering if itll still be tlou1? Bc it seems too slowly paced to me to be tlou2 but either way im so happy (and sad, bc tlou2 is sad from start to finish)
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We were neither what we had been nor what we would become once we reached our destination ...
This is a want ad for part of the crew of the Kigen-V - specifically, some of the remaining 89 crew members who were first woken from cryo-stasis to begin terraforming Planet X. 
You can find more info about the site here.
Unless otherwise stated, these positions are incredibly open - gender, faces, and nationality are up to whoever takes them. There’s a guideline for ages that’s also pretty flexible. 
1st Officer (Femme, 30s+) (Taken by Zara)
More than just Cassandra’s right hand, she is one of the captain’s closest friends. The First Officer helps with day to day operations and helps to ensure things run smoothly on the ship. She works closely with the Chief Security Officer in that regard. Where Cassandra has a tendency to be demanding and unwavering in her decisions, the 1st Officer is a calmer presence and often serves as mediator between the captain and those who take issue with her orders. She advised against keeping the missing 64 crew members a secret from the rest of the crew and passengers but was outvoted in the end. 
Suggested FCs: Tessa Thompson, Jessica Chastain, Gemma Chan
2nd Officer (Any gender, 30s+)
The onboard navigator responsible for maintaining up to date navigational information to be sent back to those working on Project Origin back on Earth. Before Project Origin, before the Kigen-V, the 2nd Officer was a nobody - a middle ranking member of the air force with a knack for reading maps and charts and blessed with a photographic memory. 
It wasn’t that they lacked ambition so much as they were simply used to taking orders - specifically from their politician mother who pushed them into the service. (They suspect this position on the Kigen-V was a product of their mother pulling strings as well though they can’t prove it.) At the moment they’re just happy to be here though the stress of having to keep a massive secret about missing crew from the civilians - and their mother, who happens to be a passenger - is starting to weigh on them.
Suggested FCs: Henry Golding, Ruth Negga, Riz Ahmed
Chief Engineer (Any gender, 30s+)
In charge of the ship’s massive engineering department that is responsible for the upkeep of all ship engineering systems, this is the assignment of their dreams. Ever since they were young, they’ve wanted to travel among the stars and be the first to map its uncharted terrain. Though things aren’t going exactly as they imagined, they are still a shining beacon of hope and optimism among an otherwise stressed and tense crew.
Suggested FCs: Steven Yeun, Elizabeth Olsen, Nathalie Emmanuel
Chief Security Officer (Any gender, 40s+, American) (Reserved for Jura)
A former military officer who came through the ranks with Cassandra until something happened that prompted them to be discharged from the air force, they went into the private sector and did damn well for themselves there, offering protection for the rich and powerful. They were almost able to convince themselves that this change in occupation was for the better until Cassandra and some suits from Project Origin came knocking on their door. Cassandra specifically requested that they be the chief security officer of the Kigen-V and at the time, it felt like a compliment but now that everything’s gone tits up, they aren’t so sure.
It was their idea to keep the missing 64 technicians and crew a secret from the rest of the civilian passengers. They hoped they could buy enough time to figure out what happened to the missing 64 and get them back before anyone notices anything’s wrong but as the hours stretch into days with no sign of the missing crew members, they are beginning to wonder if they once again made a disastrously wrong call. 
Suggested FCs: Jon Bernthal, Joel Kinnaman, Pedro Pascal
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All Marvel and DC Movies Scheduled to Be Released Through 2022
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Superhero motion pictures are effectively among the most prevalent with regards to current film contributions. Regardless of whether you're a fanatic of DC or an enthusiast of Marvel, studios on the two sides of funnies have been putting out a great number of movies for quite a long time, a large number of them winding up as enormous film industry triumphs and in any event, driving pop culture in a significant way - you'd be unable to discover somebody who doesn't have some idea of what the Marvel Cinematic Universe is now. BIRDS OF PREY (AND THE FANTABULOUS EMANCIPATION OF ONE HARLEY QUINN)
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Superhero motion pictures will take flight quite right off the bat in 2020 with the arrival of Birds of Prey (and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn) on February 7. The movie, coordinated by Cathy Yan on a content from Christina Hodson, stars Margot Robbie as Harley Quinn, Jurnee Smollett-Bell as Black Canary, Mary Elizabeth Winstead as Huntress, Rosie Perez as Renee Montoya and Ella Jay Basco as Cassandra Cain. Ewan McGregor additionally stars as Black Mask alongside Chris Messina as Victor Zsasz. New Mutants
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Wonder's first film for 2020 is right now set to be The New Mutants, opening on April 3, 2020. The New Mutants is, now, an instance of "fans will trust it when they see it". The film has been postponed a few times in the course of recent years with certain fans in any event, thinking about whether the film will make it to screen on its current planned discharge date or by any stretch of the imagination. Black Widow
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The main film of the Marvel Cinematic Universe's Phase Four, Black Widow is set to open on May 1, 2020. Wonder Woman 1984
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The follow up to 2017's Wonder Woman, the up and coming Wonder Woman 1984 will open in theaters on June 5, 2020. The movie, coordinated by Patty Jenkins, will see Gal Gadot repeat her job as Diana/Wonder Woman. The film will likewise star Kristen Wiig as Cheetah, Pedro Pascal who might be assuming the job of Maxwell Lord. Chris Pine is likewise returning for the film as Diana is by one way or another rejoined with tragically deceased love Steve Trevor - who seemed to kick the bucket in Wonder Woman. Morbius
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The Sony corner of the Marvel Universe gets in on things in July 2020 with Morbius. Coordinated by Daniel Espinosa and featuring Jared Leto as Dr. Michael Morbius, a researcher whose endeavor to fix himself of a blood malady prompts him creating vampire-like forces, Morbius was underway among February and June of this current year. There's not a ton yet thought about the film, however Adria Arjona, Matt Smith, Jared Harris, and Tyrese Gibson will likewise star.
Venom 2
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Another film from Sony, Venom 2 is relied upon to open in theaters on October 2020. The movie, coordinated by Andy Serkis and featuring Tom Hardy, Michelle Williams, and Woody Harrelson, is apparently entering creation on November 25th with the working title "Fillmore". THE ETERNALS
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Closing out 2020 is one of the MCU's most anticipated films, The Eternals on November 6.
Shang-Chi and The Legend of The Ten Rings
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2021 commences with another anxiously foreseen MCU venture, Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings on February 21, 2021. Coordinated by Destin Daniel Crettin, Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings stars Simu Liu, Akwafina, and Tony Leung and will check the primary Marvel Studios film to include an Asian lead. The film will likewise bring the genuine Mandarin into the MCU - following through on the guarantee Marvel has been making since 2013 when Iron Man 3 gave us a fraud. The film is turning out to be an energizing one and not only for fans. Crettin recently clarified that he didn't think he would land the position, yet it is a fantasy worked out as expected for him.
Doctor Strange in The Multiverse of Madness
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Fans have been hanging tight since 2016's Doctor Strange for this one. On May 7, 2021, we at last get the line up to that film with Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness. Scott Derrickson comes back to coordinate this film which will star Benedict Cumberbatch and Elizabeth Olsen. We don't have the foggiest idea about a great deal about the film yet, yet we do realize that it's been touted Marvel Studios' first genuine attack into frightening motion pictures. The film is probably going to have a genuine ghastliness bowed, something that could be exceptionally energizing for devotees of both Marvel and awfulness type films.
Batman
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Perhaps the most eagerly anticipated of all of the upcoming DC films, on June 25, 2021 Robert Pattinson suits up as The Batman. MCU SPIDER-MAN 3
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July 16, 2021 is an energizing date for Spider-Man fans as it denotes the normal discharge date for the third Tom Holland Spider-Man film - a film that numerous fans dreaded could never occur after the much-discussed dropping out between Marvel Studios and Sony Pictures prior this year.
The Suicide Squad 
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James Gunn bounces to the DC side of things for The Suicide Squad, set to open on August 8, 2021. There's a great deal of mystery around the subtleties of this film, what we do have some thought of is bounty energizing. Margot Robbie, Jai Courtney, Viola Davis, Joel Kinnaman, Idris Elba, David Dastmalchian, Daniela Melchior, John Cena, Steve Agee, Nathan Fillion, and Taika Waititi are generally showing up in the film. What's more, with respect to the characters? Gunn as of late uncovered the points of confinement he had when it came to what characters he utilized. THOR: LOVE AND THUNDER
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On November 5, 2021, the MCU gets a female Thor in Thor: Love and Thunder. FEBRUARY 18, 2022 - UNNAMED MCU FILM
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As we round into 2022, we start running into discharge dates that don't yet have movies connected to them and February 18, 2022 is one such date. The date is held for a portion of the MCU and as we as of now have a discharge date for Black Panther 2, Doctor Strange 2, Shang-Chi, Spider-Man 3, and The Eternals, our best supposition is this could be the opening for Captain Marvel 2. SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE SEQUEL
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Last Friday, Sony announced that a sequel to Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse is officially coming to screen on April 8, 2022. At this point, that's really all we know so you can check out the official announcement from Sony below. BLACK PANTHER 2
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Fans may have been disappointed when San Diego Comic-Con came and went with no announcement of the release date for Black Panther 2. JULY 29, 2022 - UNNAMED MCU FILM
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Another MCU date with no named film, the July 29, 2022 is reserved for an installment of the MCU and as we already have a release date for Black Panther 2, Doctor Strange 2, Shang-Chi, Spider-Man 3, and The Eternals, our best guess is that this could be the slot for Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3. AQUAMAN 2
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Aquaman 2 is set to make a splash on December16, 2022.  Source: https://comicbook.com/marvel/2019/11/04/all-marvel-dc-movies-to-be-released-through-2022-/#18 Read the full article
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