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#jey uso#wweedit#friday nigh smackdown#wwe smackdown#that's my baby and i'm REALLY PROUD!!!!!!!#notice how even though he was sort of having ago at the crowd ain't nobody booing him#because they all know!!!!#the part about what he's going through is so telling though#like he said he didn't want to do it and now he has to deal with that too#i love him so much he's so hurt#no heel on this EARTH comes out and says they didn't wanna hurt someone.#triple h would've owned that shit#roman would've OWNED. THAT. SHIT.#come out saying yeah i hurt him and i'd do it again too type shit#jey was visibly troubled by this whole thing#and jimmy stood there with that stupid pretty grin on his face#baby you have a STORM coming and you have no idea#your brother is about to SNAP#my baby jeyshua is in emotional turmoil and when he takes roman down. oh it's gonna be so sweet#beat his ASS jeyshua <3#hunter hearst giving jey uso the main events he always deserved <3 <3#mine*
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SILLY CRUSH, roman reigns.
warnings: curse words, inaccurate events
tags: company BONDING TIME!!, stupid silly crushes
summary: who would've thought this big guy had a crush on you?
YOU loved your job. the it girl–your stage name. as corny as it sounds, it describes you. it all started as a joke, this wrestling career of yours. from underground wrestling as a hobby to becoming one of the top faces in the industry, you truly loved what you were doing.
"and here is your winner for the tag team mixed division, the american nightmare and the it girl, cody rhodes and (y/n) (l/n)!" samantha announced your name as you raised your fist up, reclaiming your victory. you looked over at your tag team partner and gave him a smile. it was a tag team match, you were positive that you and cody would win–obviously. the crowd cheers faded as you went backstage to the locker room.
"you did great tonight." cody gave you a big hug and you returned the favor. "thank you, you did great as well! i guess staying up late to practice our choreography went well." the two of you laughed. "wrestlemania 39, what a blast." you huffed out the air, clearly still exhausted. "i'm tired as hell, that table stunt took a toll on my back." "well, see you at the barbecue party tomorrow." cody replied.
ah yes, the barbecue party.
the party was the big boss's idea for the talents to chill and lay back after the big event. you went back to the hotel, greeting the fans with the biggest smile plastered on your face. you reached the hotel, you were waiting for the elevator door to open. you stepped inside, hearing footsteps coming to you. "hold the door, (y/n)!" it was none other than paul heyman and roman reigns. your eyes widened in shock as they stepped inside. roman always seemed untouchable, maybe, just maybe–that was one of the reasons why you were so damn attracted to him.
you've never interacted with the chief himself, only interacting with his wiseman. "thanks!" paul pressed the level 12 button. "we watched your match earlier, you were amazing." the wiseman complimented you. "thank you paul! roman, you were amazing too, the spear to brock... top tier." he didn't respond to your words.
and you were left confused. you've never shit-talked him, never crossed his path, but the way he looked down at you– it was weird. "sorry, he's sort of out of it tonight." paul excused his chief. "oh, no worries! it's funny how we've never talked before, i'm (y/n)!" you reached your arm out, but still–he didn't respond.
"okay then." to your luck, the elevator door opened. "good night paul, good night roman. see you at the barbecue tomorrow!" you smiled at them, waving your hand. you were hella confused at roman's attitude. you never thought that his act on stage (being sort-of an asshole) was him in real life. you brushed it off, not wanting to destroy your night.
the morning after was brutal. your body was practically giving up on its own. it was 07 am in the morning, you opened cody's messages.
cody: good morning, breakfast starts at 8, i'll save you a seat if you wake up late
(y/n): i'm up, see you downstairs!
you took the time to scroll instagram and reposting some of the stories people tagged you on. what caught your attention was a certain someone's story. 'upcoming champion, what a good match.' it was roman's. that was weird, you thought once again. he didn't say anything but yet he mentioned how good you were last night. "jesus, what does this guy want from me?" you were talking to yourself.
you brushed it off and took a shower. after getting dressed, you went downstairs and saw familiar faces in the breakfast area. you spotted cody and he wasn't alone. god, now this guy keeps on crossing my path, you thought. cody was with roman. they were laughing together. "hello, good morning!" you greeted them. roman's laugh stopped and he excused himself from the table.
"what does that guy have on you, (y/n)?" you furrowed your eyebrows. "i do not know and i do not want to know. all about positivity, my man." he chuckled at your response. "saved you some pancakes, cheat day for us." cody passed you the plate of pancakes. "that was so weird, he was fawning over you before you came here." cody paused for a second to take a bite of your pancakes. "damn man, get your own pancakes! and what did he say?"
"he said that you were amazing last night and you looked good in your new gear." your cheeks flushed. "this is so weird to me." you chuckled. "you know he always asked about you every time we're in the gym. like, how to talk to you and all that stuff." this was all new to you. "and you're just telling me this now?" "you said never mention anything about guys asking about you."
so he was asking about you. the roman reigns, was asking about you. of course you were attracted to him, roman was definitely your type. "maybe he likes you that's why he's shy? that's great news, you like him too right?" "oh come on, cody. we're not 12 years old!"
you spent the rest of the day doing interviews, instagram lives, and countless other pr bullshit. with cody, of course. "you ready to go?" he asked. "yup, let's do this." the two of you were on your way to the barbecue party. the house was already crowded when you got there. "here comes the tag team champions!" sami greeted you. "you flatter me so much!" you hugged him.
wrestling was practically acting, once the camera was off, everyone was a different person. the people you fought using chairs and sledgehammers were your friends. well, everyone was a totally different person–except for the tribal chief himself.
there he was, laughing with his cousins and paul standing behind them, talking to the higher ups of the company. you made eye-contact with him, you just smiled and like usual, he didn't respond. this guy will be the death of me, you thought. "i'm grabbing a beer, you want some?" cody asked you. "nah, i'm good."
on the other side of the house, roman was still stealing glances at you. "so, when are you gonna talk to her?" jey elbowed his older cousin. "what?" roman furrowed his brows. "the it girl! you've been eyeing her since she got here. not to mention backstage yesterday, all the 'god, she's so pretty', that was all bark!" his twin joined at the bullying roman reigns conversation. "you know what, if you're not gonna talk to her, watch this."
you saw the twins coming up to you. they were extreme sweethearts. your mood lighten up. "what's up, (y/n)?" you hugged them. "it feels like a very long time since i've seen you two!" jimmy looked over at roman, who was glaring daggers. "right? we need to hang out more."
"what the fuck does your long-haired cousin have against me?" you finally asked the question. "him? he's just shy." you laughed at jey's sentence. "shy? that doesn't add up to his story." the twins smirked. "nah, he's just shy only to you." "and why is that?" you asked again. "because he has a silly stupid crus-" before jimmy could finish his sentence, roman dragged the twins out of the conversation.
that proved jimmy's point. roman did have a silly little crush on you.
"hey, i was talking to them." you complained. "sorry, they tend to embarrass me in front of people." was the first thing that came out of his mouth. "oh, so you speak now?" you teased him. "i'm a nice person." he defended himself. "no nice person gives a stranger a cold shoulder when they're talking." checkmate. "i- i'm sorry?" "apology will be accepted in a form of a conversation between us."
you saw his cheeks reddened. "i saw your story earlier, thanks for the compliment." you gave him a thumbs up. "you're welcome, i was so stunned when i saw your last move. the signature spin you did was amazing, i've never seen it as amazing as last night. your previous spins were also great but last night, it was just so different." he was running his mouth and you were flattered. "sorry, maybe that sounded creepy like i've been paying attention to you or what, i mean i am, but..." roman fucking reigns was nervous.
"you don't have to be nervous around me, i don't bite." you joked. "i'm sorry, i just... like you that much. not in a creepy way, but i admire you." he confessed. "so that's the reason why you've been avoiding me?" "i guess." roman nervously chuckled. "goddamn, me? (y/n) (l/n)? this is better than the tag team championship."
roman was definitely a fanboy of yours. he knew all of your greatest moments. "i can't believe you didn't have the courage to talk to me? i'm literally just some girl from your workplace." you teased him once again. "i think i had too much beer today." he joked. the party was still going and the two of you were kicking it off. "roman, as a matter of fact, i should be the one intimidated by you." you said. "you're a funny guy, i like that." you continued.
"i'd like to apologize for my actions yesterday, i really am intimidated by you, (y/n)." the way he said your name sent shivers down your spine. this man was very very hot and respectful. "no, no. i don't mind! we're talking now and i'm having a good time. been in this industry for a couple of years and i haven't talked to you before... that's quite funny. just because we both were intimidated by each other."
"then you won't be mad if i asked for your number?" "why would i?"
and ever since that, things were going to be great for the two of you.
a/n: I THINK THIS DESERVES A SECOND PART BC I THINK IT'S TOO LONG... also sorry if it's shitty </33
#roman reigns#wwe#the usos#cody rhodes#wwe imagines#roman reigns x reader#imagines#wwe imagine#roman reigns imagine#wrestling#paul heyman#cute and shy boy roman is my type honestly#idk whatelse to write about
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The Road to War: A Timeline of Caesar and Pompey's Breakup
All dates should be treated as tentative. Items in red raise hostilities. Items in blue are friendly or conciliatory.
The biggest ruptures appear to have occurred when Curio began his "persistent veto" in March of 50, and advocated for Caesar's interests while attacking Pompey; Caesar's refusal to run for election the following summer as Pompey expected; and C. Marcellus' attempt to initiate war against Caesar at the end of that year.
55 BCE
Pompey and Crassus' second joint consulship.
Caesar's Gallic command is renewed "for five years"; precise termination date is either unclear or unnamed.
54
Crassus invades Parthia.
Death of Julia (Caesar's daughter and Pompey's wife).
Caesar supports Gabinius, Pompey's former legate, while he's on trial.
Pompey lends Caesar an additional legion for Gaul.
53
Caesar proposes a new marriage arrangement to Pompey, who declines. However, Pompey remains Caesar's primary heir in his will. This probably did not significantly damage their alliance.
Death of Crassus at Carrhae.
52
Death of Publius Clodius Pulcher. Breakdown in public order.
In lieu of elections, Pompey is appointed sole consul.
Caesar declines being appointed co-consul because he's busy with Vercingetorix's revolt in Gaul. Instead, he requests a ratio absentis, the right to be allowed to run for office in absentia, to ensure he won't have to abandon Gaul mid-war. The bill, supported by all ten tribunes, is passed in the People's Assembly.
Pompey marries Cornelia, daughter of Metellus Scipio (an optimate), and appoints Metellus Scipio as his co-consul.
Pompey enacts a law affirming that all candidates for office must canvass in person, Caesar excepted. In another law Pompey alters allocation of provinces, excepting his own and Caesar's extraordinary commands.
51
Caesar wraps up the Gallic campaign. Most senators expect him to run for the consulship in 50.
Spring
Consul M. Marcellus tries to prematurely recall Caesar from Gaul in this year, and to remove his ratio absentis. Discussion is continually delayed by lack of support for Marcellus' measure in the Senate.
Summer
Marcellus assaults a Roman citizen of Transpadane Gaul as an insult to Caesar and Pompey. Catonians attempt to drive a wedge between Caesar and Pompey by asking why Pompey has not demanded his legion back from Caesar; Pompey deflects the issue.
One of Pompey's allies is seen moving to join Caesar after being convicted in a trial, indicating continued alliance. Election strategies are still planned with the assumption of Caesar and Pompey working as a team.
Autumn
Pompey plans to move to Syria to defend against a potential Parthian invasion, which indicates he wasn't afraid of Caesar invading at this time.
Pompey flatly rejects a motion by M. Marcellus to terminate Caesar's command of Gaul in March.
September 30 - Pompey and the Senate postpone discussion of Caesar's recall until March of 50. Caesar (or his tribunes) permit this bill to go through, apparently unconcerned.
50 - The year where everything goes to shit
February
Curio the tribune makes an abrupt shift to supporting Caesar, while attacking Pompey. Caesar may have sought additional allies (like Curio) in response to Pompey reconnecting with some of Caesar's enemies, such as Metellus Scipio.
March
Consul C. Marcellus again tries to recall Caesar from Gaul. Pompey permits discussion of the recall (in accord with the previous bill passed in September). Curio vetoes, and sustains said veto throughout 50. It's unclear if Curio was acting on his own initiative or Caesar's, but his persistent veto raised fears that Caesar would refuse to respect the Senate's authority. Curio could not have sustained a persistent veto without significant popular support, or else there would've been a recall election. Curio and Caesar's alliance with Aemilius Paulus may have further rattled Pompey.
April
The Senate and Pompey attempt to compromise with Caesar by acknowledging his right to run in absentia for the summer of 50, but require him to stand down from Transalpine Gaul by November. Curio vetoes, claiming to speak for Caesar (which not everyone believes) and attacking Pompey.
The Senate requires Caesar and Pompey to each contribute one legion to the defense of Syria. Pompey requests back a legion he had "loaned" to Caesar, thus removing two legions of Caesar's forces and costing Pompey none. When the Parthian threat dissipates, the legions are not sent to Syria but quartered in Italy. This probably caused Caesarians to feel betrayed and concerned of a Pompeian military buildup.
April-July
At some point Curio proposes that Caesar and Pompey should both step down from their military commands. This may have been his (or Caesar's) attempt to de-escalate the situation; it's likely Caesar supported the bill. Pompey rejects it, on the grounds that Caesar's command had expired last March, while Pompey's was still in effect.
May-June
C. Marcellus proposes a bill to severely punish Curio for his veto, claiming it was inimical to the interests of the state. No such law had been passed, but by attacking Curio's veto Marcellus also hoped to destroy Caesar's claim to an extension of his ratio absentis. Pompey is forced to go along with a rejection of the extension or else be publicly embarrassed by contradicting his earlier promises/announcements. However, the Senate as a whole refuses to back the bill, preferring a peaceful resolution. This implicitly grants a postponement of the provincial reassignment and for Caesar to run in 49 in absentia.
Pompey has a serious illness at some point in this period.
June
Pompey agrees to Curio's mutual disarmament proposal; Curio insists that Pompey disarm first, and Pompey feels insulted and rejects that. Distrust increases on both sides.
July/August
Caesar declines to run for the consulship in absentia, for reasons that aren't clear. He may have expected his candidacy to be blocked on spurious grounds, or for the election to be rigged. Or he may simply have needed more time to set up provincial administration in Gaul.
He sends his legate Galba to run instead. Galba loses the election, possibly due to fraud (according to Hirtius). This exacerbates both Caesar's distrust that he could have a fair election without an army to support him, and senatorial fears that Caesar planned to hold onto his army indefinitely.
After this point M. Caelius Rufus first mentions fears of a civil war.
Autumn
Caesar raises four additional legions. This may have been intended defensively in response to Pompey taking two of his legions, or as saber-rattling to intimidate the Senate, but either way it increases people's fears.
November
Caesar returns to Cisalpine Gaul; he refuses to step down from his command at the date decreed by the Senate. At some point Caesar summons the 8th and 12th legions to Cisalpine Gaul as well, though he claims he only did so in January.
December
December 1-2? - C. Marcellus holds a vote on whether Caesar should step down (Senate votes yes), whether Pompey should step down (Senate votes no), and Curio then has them vote on whether both should step down (94% YES). The people in the forum hail Curio as a hero and expect mutual disarmament to occur. Marcellus dismisses the Senate before the bill can be passed.
False rumor spreads of Caesar invading Italy. Consul C. Marcellus perpetuates it, while Curio rejects it. Marcellus attempts to have Caesar declared a public enemy and to have the two legions sent to fight him. Curio vetoes. Marcellus ignores the veto and personally asks Pompey to take command of the legions and "defend the state." Most observers interpret this "Schwertübergabe" (sword-handover) as a military action against Caesar, or even an outright declaration of war.
December 6 - Caesar's envoy Hirtius visits Rome but doesn't try to meet with Pompey or Metellus Scipio, which they take as an insult. It's unknown whether Caesar sent Hirtius in response to the Schwertübergabe or if Hirtius altered his plans upon hearing of it.
December 7 - Pompey moves south to the "Parthian" legions, not north to face Caesar. This probably indicates that he and Marcellus did not believe Caesar was actually invading Italy as Marcellus claimed.
December 9 - Curio's term as tribune ends, and he immediately leaves to join Caesar in Gaul, perhaps fearing for his safety. He's replaced by Mark Antony, who continues the persistent veto, and whose attacks on Pompey further raise tensions.
December 25 - Pompey tells Cicero he neither hopes for nor desires peace anymore.
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January 1 - Caesar reiterates to the Senate (via letter) that he will step down from his command only if Pompey does (a reiteration of Curio's disarmament proposal), and if Pompey doesn't, Caesar will "come with all speed to defend himself and the Republic." The anti-Caesarian consuls refuse to let Caesar's letters be read aloud in the Senate, in the belief that this would make more people side with Caesar. (I'm unsure if this is one incident or two.)
January 4 - Cicero returns to Rome, and describes a "war frenzy" among a small group of senators, in opposition to an overwhelming desire for peace among most of the Senate and People.
January 6 - Caesar offers a peace deal via Curio: to step down from command of both Gauls (leaving only Illyria), and all but one of his legions. Pompey nearly accepts the offer before C. Marcellus, Cato, and Lentulus Crus dissuade him. Negotiations fall apart.
January 7 - The senatus consultum ultimum is passed against Caesar, and a state of tumult is declared in Italy. Caesar's tribunes are forced out of the Senate (and perhaps physically attacked), and leave to join him in Cisalpine Gaul.
January 10/11 - Caesar crosses the Rubicon.
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Sources: The Last Generation of the Roman Republic by Erich Gruen, and Julius Caesar and the Roman People by Robert Morstein-Marx.
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Before I reveal the contestants, I want to shout out some characters that didn't end up getting in, for one reason or another, but stood out to me
Prince Peasley (Superstar Saga): I mentioned him as a character I really enjoyed learning about, but since he won the Luigi ship competition, I'm unsure of his obscurity status and he may overpower the other characters. I'm sorry your highness, please know I love you
Francis York Morgan (Deadly Premonition): I was stunned to see not one, but 2 people submit this character. I'm endlessly entertained by his weird ass game. He would've been a shoe in had he not been submitted twice. Sorry buddy. Also if he was I would've put in my own propaganda, consisting only of this image
and a video of the squirrels that make monkey noises
Crow T. Robot (Mystery Science Theater 3000): the only reason he's not in is because another MST3K I consider comparatively more obscure was submitted, but I am going to post part of the propaganda for him now because I really loved it and it would be a shame if I was the only one who got to read it:
i have to take a chance on crow, for he is my #1 blorbo and my favorite mst3k character since forever. i charted out a whole TIMELINE for him and there's like. 4-6 of him just existing in various locations. he's shaped like a friend. he can be folded into a torpedo. he has legs and i constantly forget this until he has them on-screen and i'm like OH SHIT this guy is mostly leg (he's around 5'4"). he managed to kill mike (the human guy he lives with in space) TWICE on accident and neither time stuck. all of his presentations are insane and completely factually inaccurate. he claimed women were myths like bigfoot in a short-film style black and white presentation. he's friendly/friends? with pearl, one of the main antagonists (and a woman, who he just claimed didn't exist). he can play the trombone. he just kinda bounces up and down sometimes and is so shaped. he spent 500 years alone because he got bored of being pure energy at the edge of the universe after five minutes. he wrote patrick swayze christmas, the only christmas song ever. he's constantly doing t-rex arms. he keeps falling from extreme heights. to a few ancient romans he's a spider-duck god. he's a bit of a pyromaniac. he went to thanksgiving in deep 13 and walked away unharmed (everyone else got poisoned). he causes an illusion in the theater where it looks like he's staring at you instead of the movie. he's an absolute menace. he contains so much gender yet none at all. he's different! he wants to decide who lives and who dies, and i think he should. he is simply so guy. ty for reading my crow rant sorry for the wall of text
Thank you for this. I love Crow and MST3K too, you are in good company
Mister Qi (Stardew Valley): In the propaganda section, the submitter wrote: "He sucks and I hate him. It'd be really funny if he lost." and it made me laugh
Chuck Cunningham (Happy Days): The submitter's dad told them to submit him and that was also funny to me
Vincenzo (kdrama of the same name): Submitter's dad has a crush on Vincenzo <3
Pioneer 9 (17776): This was the most submitted character, with a total of.....4 submissions! Wow!
Husky (+Anima): This is the second most submitted character, with 3 submissions! I'm sorry to you both but this means you are automatically excluded from being picked for the competition.
Less specifically, shout out to the many characters who were just barely well known enough to drop out of priority. And the major characters/protagonists of major series. A couple were clearly jokes, but several were not.
And all of the characters from albums, commercials, various Real Life Things, myths, some OCs, etc: I have a plan for you. It's not the main bracket, but you are not being left out here. More information on that when the time is right.
Thank you for all your submissions! The list of contestants and their matchups are coming soon!
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Primed For Sin- Ch.2/2… (18+ One Shot)
Summary: Sex Demon!Reader, Werewolf!Roman, Werewolf!Baron & Vampire!Drew decide to have some fun..
DISCLAIMER: This is NSFW. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag my work appropriately, so if you choose to click on my work regardless, use your own discretion. Thank you for the love always and enjoy this cheesy porno! 🥂
Tags: 18+, rough sex, bondage, hair-pulling, name-calling, multiple orgasms, double penetration, overstimulation, anal play, spit as lube, degradation.
Total Word Count: 2, 624
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Drew locked eyes with Baron, already figuring out the man's intentions before he even said a word.
"Just use her." Drew huffed, motioning to me as my mouth continued to move up and down on his cock.
I heard Baron grunt in response behind me, but my brain was swimming as I rode Roman who laid underneath me, and he continued to guide my hips.
I could barely think straight as Baron roughly yanked me off Drew's cock by my hair, and he gathered up the pool of spit that gathered in and around my mouth.
I let out an almost feral groan as Baron slid a spit-slick digit into my asshole, stretching the tight ring deliciously as he messily opened me up.
My lips stretched into a satisfied smirk as our bodies made lewd sounds and my arousal was made apparent in tightly coiled sparks of magic that swirled around us.
"Look at her smirking. Dirty little whore..." Drew remarked in an almost impressed tone.
"Yeah? You enjoyin' this, you little cockwhore?" Baron asked me as I moaned for more.
"I think she is." Roman smirked, barely winded as his hips bucked upwards, making me squeal just as Baron's cock barreled deep into my ass, the magic swirling inside of me didn't even let me register the burn it would've surely caused.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as feral groans and moans slipped from my lips and bounced off the walls of the bedroom.
My mouth was pushed back onto Drew's cock, and I gagged as his girth surprised me once again.
The sparks of my revitalized power crackled and swirled into misty ribbons the faster our orgasms approached, and my loud moans were muffled around Drew's cock, but I knew that I'd barely have a voice the next morning.
I didn't give a shit.
Pulling my mouth off of Drew's cock for a moment, I decided to be a bit of a smartass.
"And I can take so much more. Harder." I commanded, getting the wind knocked out of me as Baron and Roman complied, spanking my ass on either cheek as an added bonus.
"Fuck... uhuh. Just like that." I moaned.
"Open your mouth. Stick your tongue out." Drew growled and I complied, smirking as ribbon after ribbon of his cum eventually coated my tongue.
I got what I came for at this party...
We all did.
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so do you think kendall was genuinely upset in both instances (when logan was ill/dying) but felt that he had to take on the “CEO role” and take care of the best doctors and shit? cause it seems that there definitely was a thirst for power involved, specifically in season 1 and maybe less in season 4? i don’t know, i guess i’m trying to say his reactions are sometimes a bit confusing to me. he seems to have a sort of love/hate relationship with logan and waystar (?) but does he actually want to kill logan? does he want to take over at this point? it’s all confusing to me tbh
oh i see yeah.
well, this is maybe a trite thing to say about the characters having multiple motivations show, but i do think kendall has multiple motivations. i'd agree there's a grab for power, both because he wants to secure the family legacy in general and because he wants to take over as an individual. but he does also care about his siblings, even though he has a tendency to see them in a two-dimensional way because he's so self-absorbed lol. like, he's trying to take care of them in a very genuine way, especially roman and shiv and especially in 4x03.
the ideal scenario for kendall would've been, like, he business-kills logan, logan admits kendall is better than him and crowns him the new prince of waystar, and then logan retires somewhere quiet and stays out of the way forever. obviously this was impossible for multiple reasons. but it makes sense on an emotional level for kendall because for him, wanting to kill logan is not in tension with loving logan or wanting his approval. he recognises that logan is domineering and sees him as cruel and immoral, but at the same time, logan is the centre of kendall's universe. i'll be broken when you die.
so, above all else i think what kendall wants is his 'rightful place,' ie, what was promised to him as the designated heir: power, but also his father's respect. because logan withholds these things throughout the show, kendall feels wronged, and like he has no choice but to beat him at his own game, ie kill him. but even at his most patricidal, he's never able to shake the centrality logan has to his life or sense of identity, meaning that when logan actually dies it's massively destabilising at the same time that it appears as a certain sort of business opportunity.
and yes i do think that kendall still wants to take over; i think he never actually gave up hope of doing that, especially after matsson called him and threatened to walk out on the gojo deal in 4x02. so his reaction in 4x03 is a mix: guilt (this is a day after the karaoke scene), fear (the sun just went out), shock, worry for his younger siblings, and also opportunism: he's aware of his own position and sees a possibility that he could strengthen the company and take it over.
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Chapter Three of: Addicted.
word count: 762
Rheas POV
"So..Roman again huh?"
"Dom look ok- we got a little alcohol in our system alright j-"
"Bullshit Rhea. You said that the last time and you promised me it would never happen again." he spat out at me, I could tell he was getting irritated by the second.
I looked over his shoulder to see Damian and Finn in the bed, Damian's eyes not daring to look at me. Then I finally put the pieces together to realize that Damian was the one who told him all of this shit. How the fuck did he know?? Wait..Liv.
I felt my suitcase fall in front of me and I quickly turned my attention back to Dominik, eyes widening in hurt and confusion. Was he really kicking me out of my own fucking room?
"Get out. I booked you another room on the next floor down, I'll talk when I'm ready." the door slammed shut in my face after he spoke.
No ones POV.
Roman was heading out of his room when he heard sobs as someone stepped off the elevator. His eyes widened when he saw Rhea getting off crying, her suitcase in her hand.
"Rhea..w-what's wrong you alright?" he asked, gently pulling her into a hug as she sobbed more into his chest. "H-he kicked me out.." she managed to speak out through choking sobs. His heart sank knowing what she could've possibly meant, he never told her but Liv saw them leave. He thought she wouldn't say anything but turns out he was completely wrong.
"Let's just get you to your room alright? Here give me the key" he took the key card from her hand and read it. Fucking great. "Looks like we're in the same room Rips.." he spoke with a sigh as he walked her to the room and opened the door.
"I'm sorry I-I don't know why he would-"
"Don't worry about it, alright? Just get comfortable and get you some rest. I'll be back later" he spoke reassuringly as he tossed her the key card, giving her a soft smile as he closed the door.
An hour later.
Roman had met up with Dean at this small bar, he checked his phone seeing as he had a flight in about 5 hours but he'll manage. "Hey Ro" he heard the familiar voice of Dean appear in front of him.
"Hey Dede" he smiled back and stood up, giving him a warm hug. Roman decided on just ordering a water while Dean ordered double whiskey. "You know..it's been a while" Dean whispered, his hand running up Roman's thigh. Roman stiffened in his seat completely at lost for words.
I mean he was right, it had been a long time since the two of them were alone..together. God knows Roman missed the feeling but with him sharing a room with Rhea, there was no chance of him getting to that feeling..or was there?
45 minutes later.
Roman finally got out of the car after a long fuck session with Dean in his backseat. It felt way better than he remembered and he just knew he couldn't pass up on another opportunity. When he arrived at the hotel to get ready for his flight out to the next arena, he stopped at the sound of yelling and things being broken.
"IYO?!" Rhea yelled out as she threw some of Damian's stuff. Damian just stood there guilty, Iyo Sky standing next to him. "RIGHT BEFORE WRESLTEMANIA?! REALLY DAMIAN?!" she continued to yell and scream at the both of them. Roman was aware of what happened but would've never expected it to be..Iyo. Rhea had a point tho, Iyo had a match against Bayley at mania and with a baby in her stomach there was no possible way for her to wrestle.
Roman just quietly walked to the elevator and pressed the button, he couldn't wait for the pocketbook to start talking.
About 15 minutes later while he's packing, the door opens. Rhea still looks pissed as she walks through the door and slams it behind her. "And where the fuck did you. go?" Rhea questioned him as she plopped down on the bed.
"Meet up with an old friend, you ready for the flight in about 4 hours? I know we're going to different places but-"
"No we aren't. Paul switched you and your cousins flight, guess he forgot to tell you" she told him as he stood there confused but nodded.
"Guess I'll see you there then."
#wwe#rhea ripley#dominik mysterio#judgement day#damien priest#wrestling#finn balor#iyo sky#roman reigns smut#dean ambrose#dean ambrose smut#seth rollins
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Oh my god. Yet another teenaged afab asshole with internalized misogyny. Look, don’t worry about people interacting with your ‘writing’ (insert all the eye rolls). You may think you’re some huge talent that needs to swat hoards of unworthy readers away, but somehow I doubt that’s the case. I’ve never heard of you until I came across your unhinged tirade in a tag I follow. I suspect I’m not missing much. Also? You don’t get to speak for mlm because you’ve been identifying as a gay man for 5 minutes.
Good luck being angry at everything! Hope 2023 provides you with much fodder for outrage. You seem to live off it.
Hi! Allow me to introduce myself!
My (online) name is Roman, I'm a 19 year old transitioning gay man who has identified as such for 6+ years now. I am a writing major and screenwriter who also writes numerous essays on feminism in media and epidemic of women, POC, and LGBTQ+ people being mistreated and misrepresented! I've had several such essays reviewed as well as won numerous awards for my writing and live performances!
Now that we've gotten that out of the way, I'm no huge talent. Never in my life will i pretend to be more than a guy with like five friends on the internet just posting shit I wanna write. If you haven't heard of me, it probably means you were staying in your lane until now!
I, as someone who's been in several MLM relationships, feel disgusted and fetishized by women consuming sexual MLM content. Honestly, with how angry y'all get at men fetishizing women I would've thought you'd had more brain cells.
As someone who is fueled by rage, I'm sure better people than you will provide plenty of fodder. I'll die on this hill and looking like an asshole doing it just to protect my five gay friends on the internet. And I'll gladly post stuff like this so everyone can see just why I hate women interacting w my stuff.
I tag stuff as masc exclusive, you so weren't meant to find it. I put this in general tags because some people clearly don't get the message. Btw, I've gotten mostly dms about men agreeing. Keyword: MEN. Go ahead, ask any MLM writers. You've got the 'related blog' section right? Link a MLM masc writer this and watch how hard they laugh at you.
Since you clearly don't like my material it should be really easy to stay the fuck away! In fact, either you were already doing it or you're a fem person trying to feel whole again once we call you out for being a fucking fetishizing pervert. Your call.
I know it may be hard to believe, but fem aligned people don't own all of tumblr! Some shit isn't for you and I don't care that you, for some deluded reason, believe I'm misogynistic.
ill have a great time fueling the fires of my rages with idiots like you
#are you fucking done?#guess what fuckers#general tags again#x reader#eddie munson#steve harrington#stranger things#steven grant#marc spector#were you expecting me to say i dont live off rage#why do you think im living right now#the answer is spite#moon knight#marvel#bucky barnes#loki#thor#bungou stray dogs
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A post about Jela and Dag in FO.
When Jela was 16 Loke had taken a job to rescue some captured kids from those Roman cosplaying slavers. One of them was a little girl who was afraid of strange adults but her parents lived outside of New Vegas so they were gonna take a while to get her. However, Loke arranged to meet them halfway with the kid so they wouldn't have to go that far into New Vegas. But Jelani volunteered to take the kid to Goodsprings 'cause he knew Loke was tired from that job which he refused to let Jelani go with him in case shit went sideways. Dealing with the Legion would've ended in either death or enslaved and Loke wanted to spare him either of those fates.
On top of that Lo realized the kid seemed more at ease around Jelani who was a teenager therefore she wasn't afraid of him. And honestly speaking it was a safe task so Loke sent both of them on their way.
Once at Goodsprings the parents were waiting and he handed her over to them. He was supposed to go back home but you know, a teenager off on his own unsupervised...he went straight towards the bar. Loke lets him drink but he always cuts him off at a certain point and since Loke wasn't there he could drink all he wanted so he went in.
This was when he first ran into Iain (the ranger that would end up shooting him later) and after an uncomfortable exchange of words Jelani left the bar to head back home.
On his way out of Goodsprings he saw something on the side of the road and when he got close he noticed it was a night stalker lying still. It was a lot smaller than the ones he'd seen.
*** Dagny was about 8 months old when Jelani found her and her size is due to her being a runt ***
Now, Jelani's an animal lover. Anything fluffy, scaly, feathery or whatever else he automatically likes. So he went over to her and checked to see if she was injured. She wasn't but he noticed she had all the signs of dehydration so he sat on the side of the road, moved her carefully and gave her water, he stayed up with her all night and gave her every drop of purified water he had on him. In the morning she seemed more lively and he shared some food with her and then left to go back home.
He noticed she was following him so at one point he turned around, picked her up, faced her in the other direction and told her to go home. She thought it was a game so she ran circles around him, swatting at him with her paws to get him to play with her and he couldn't help himself and ran after her to play for a bit. After he was tired he said his good byes and went on his way but she was still following him. He gave up and let her follow him.
Loke kind of freaked out and told him that if he wanted a pet he could get him a normal dog but Jela was already head over heels in love with her and started to beg and give him big sad puppy dog eyes and since Jela is Loke's kryptonite he couldn't bring himself to say no to him and allowed him to keep her but only if he promised to take care of her and clean up after her.
That same day he went to his, at the time, boyfriend's boyfriend and asked him to tell him all he knew about dog training and he did. So that same week Jelani started training Dagny. Jela got the idea to train her using commands in a different language, in this case Norwegian since he was fluent in both English and Norwegian, so she learned the basics like sit, down, stand, hold, stay, back up, heel, middle, close, touch and hold. Then he moved on to more cute but ultimately kinda useless skills like sit pretty, hide (cover face with paws), roll over, hop and dance. He loved to play tag, hide and seek, and fetch with her which in a way kinda tied into training sessions. After 5 months she was so well behaved and trained that Jelani took her out on jobs.
Loke was absolutely stumped as to how the hell Jela managed to tame a weird little snake-coyote-dog thing by just being nice to her and how he managed to train her that well.
It was obviously more than just being nice to her. She was dying on the side of the road and Jelani saved her life so ever since then both have been inseparable. Loke was confused but loved that she made him so happy and to be honest he thought she was cute. Uthorim was super amused and indulged her with lots of treats and tummy rubs. Dagny took to falling asleep on Loke whenever he took a nap.
A little later Jelani trained her to be more efficient while out on jobs. He taught her "lay low" which was used for her to take cover in case of gunfire, "get [insert item here like mag (short for magazine), gun, stim (short for stimpak)]. She can recognize up to 7 items. "Sneak" for when Jela needs to stealthily make his way from one spot to another. "Take down" she lounges at a target with her full body weight and speed to bring the target down to the ground. "Bite" is used to get her to bite and latch onto a target's arm to stop them from holding a weapon. "Release" is for her to let go of the target. "Guard" has her watch an area, item or person depending on what Jelani follows that up with.
She's been exposed to as many sounds and things as possible to socialize her and get her used to everything out there so she doesn't freak out. To say she's a very good and smart girl is an understatement.
When Jelani got you know what she was down there in that basement with him. She was tied up to some old pipes and had her snout taped shut. She heard Jelani crying and screaming all night long and could smell blood. She got loose long after they were gone and she went to find Loke and bring him back to get Jelani after she tried to wake him up but couldn't get him to move. After that she sort of took notice that Jelani had sort of changed. He was less energetic, quiet, panicky, nervous, guarded, jumpy and cried all the time and sometimes his crying was so bad he'd shake. Every time he started to cry or had a panic attack or a mental breakdown she'd lie across his lap or sit on his lap and lean on his chest to calm him down. She became really vigilant of him, whenever a stranger approached him she strategically placed herself between him and the stranger(s), sort of like checking to see what that stranger's intentions are while keeping an eye on Jelani's stress levels. She will never outright attack unless someone's attacking Jelani but she'll switch from being this super derpy critter to a highly vigilant and watchful beast in seconds.
She's also learned to recognize when something's wrong with Jelani. Like, REALLY wrong with him. Second time he tried to kill himself Angelus found her scratching at the door for him to let her in. Third time she went to get Angelus who found him before he bled to death, fourth time he started to press down on his throat with a knife so she grabbed his hand, pulled it away, sat on his lap and leaned on his chest while resting her head on his shoulder and didn't move until he calmed down.
Like I told Arcade last night I know I'm anthropomorphing her a lot with this angle but I don't actually care. Animals are a hell of a lot more intuitive than we give them credit for and Dagny's no different. She has been with him for almost three years now and the bond they have is really strong.
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its tag game wednesday thursday!!
thank you for tagging me lovely people ☺️ @iansw0rld @transmickey 🖤
if you could switch bodies with anybody for only one hour who would it be and what would you do? im a shortarse so someone big and tall would be fun... maybe a wrestler... probably baron corbin hes hot
what's your most trivial / dumbest hot take? mmm... maybe that every person should watch at least one animated thing (smth not made for kids like where the wind blows or arcane) and one thing from a non-english speaking country/with subtitles
if you had to teach a college course what would it be in? probably makeup artistry? its my one and only practical skill and I would've been a licensed artist if our teacher hadn't quit her job halfway through lmao
season 12 of shameless is suddenly happening and you've been out in charge! what plot point(s) are you gonna make happen? its the mickey and debbie show now and there will be various wholesome shenanigans but fr get carl outta the police force, maybe into college and that can be a nice bonding thing for him and liam studying together. oh and they definitely keep the house, maybe lip and deb get on good terms by fixing up the place together. debbie maybe runs into alex again and they give it another go? ian and mickey have wacky comic relief with their neighbours (the possibilities are endless) and probably think more seriously about starting a family and definitely get a cat or dog I just want to bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy
who would be your godly parent (can be any mythology)? I took a percy jackson quiz for this one and got Hephaestus, Greek god of artisans, blacksmiths, carpenters, craftsmen, fire, metallurgy, metalworking, sculpture and volcanoes, which sounds cool as shit (roman equivalent is Vulcan too?? hell yeah)
what's something you love about yourself? my eyes are really cool I think, they're mostly green but also have some blue and brown
describe your day in 5 emojis: 🥱👩💻☕️🎧📑
what shameless character do you think you could beat in a fight? mmmm either no one or the tiny social worker lady from season 3 lmao
tell us two truths and a lie, we'll try to guess the lie! I'm farsighted, I can speak a bit of norwegian, I love roller coasters
do you have a pet/pets? if so, how did they get their name(s)? I have two cats, artemis and athena, they're sisters from the same litter. my fiancé named them because she loves mythology (I'll put some kitten pics under the cut💕) alternate names were william the bloody and willow (if we got a boy and a girl, from buffy), april and miriam (from coraline), and teacup and lucifer (from the cat lady/downfall)
show us a meme (or picture) that captures your essence: middle one is irl only I love to be Perceived Online
what's your typical coffee / tea / beverage order? oat milk latte, iced if it's warm out
use a song to describe the last five years of your life: I really don't associate the stuff I listen to with my own life so these are just things I was really into that year:
2019: butterfly - loona
2020: lady wood - tove lo
2021: too late - the weeknd
2022: stayaway - muna
2023: hard times - ethel cain / death of me - pvris
Tagging: @softmick @golden28s @m4ndysk4nkovich @abetterdaaye @heymrspatel @stocious @callivich @jrooc @sgtmickeyslaughter @gallavichlover19 @depressedstressedlemonzest 🖤
kitten pics as promised (artemis/arti is the black and white one, athena/aggie is the tortie)
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I think Logan probably would've been nastiest to girl Kendall in her teens, sort of half due to her own general annoying slutty loserness but also a lot of it relating to Caroline, and their relationship never really recovered from that period, which he does feel kinda bad about even though he's too prideful to admit it upfront. Roman witnessed it the most and was often the one who came to her defense (or at least cheered her up after), and on the rare occasions that Shiv did she would also fight Logan on it (but wish that Kendall would get her shit together already), while Kendall had girl Stewy and Connor as like her "Nice Mom and Dad" respectively.
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I need to type out how I feel about the final season of sex education so that's what this is. If anyone wants to care way too much about this along with me feel free to comment lol.
Spoilers ahead!
I enjoyed watching it, but the pacing felt more rushed than in previous seasons. I understand that they were ambitious and had a lot of stuff to fit in so they could give the characters a nice send-off. There were some really great moments and some things I thought could've been handled better.
Main things I enjoyed:
-Adam and his dad slowly repairing their relationship
-Aimee and Isaac friendship (I liked the romance aspect too, but would've still been happy if it stayed platonic)
-Aimee (her friendship with Maeve, her discovering new ways to express herself, and her great comedic timing lol)
-Maeve working through her trauma and self-esteem issues (I love that school didn't just go perfectly for her and that they gave her something that made her question her talent and how she had to work through that and come back stronger)
-Eric bonding with new queer characters
-Viv and Jackson friendship
-Maeve and Otis's relationship in the last half of the season (I think it showed a lot of growth between the two of them towards the end)
-Jean's sister calling in on the radio show. It was short, but a pretty moving scene.
Things that confused me or maybe could've been handled better:
-I didn't really enjoy the whole Otis vs. O plotline. It felt like Otis's character development in previous seasons just got reversed and he became really immature again, especially in the first half of this season. I understand that growth isn't linear and that he's still a teenager, but it still felt weird to me. He got super defensive about there being another sex therapist and about Maeve hanging out with a guy at her school. He spends so much of this season apologizing for shit he's done like lol this boy's a mess.
-Jackson had so many different conflicts that either got resolved super fast or dropped altogether. I didn't think any of the plots were a bad direction to go with his character, but it felt like whiplash trying to keep track of every new reason he was having an identity crisis or worried about something. But hey it shows how multifaceted he is at least.
-I liked the new characters Abbi, Roman, and Aisha, but it felt like they weren't utilized as much as they could've been. It's hard introducing new characters in a final season, but a lot of the time it felt like they were just there to create conflicts for the other characters rather than having their own stories. I want to see more of Abbi's struggles and not just in regards to her relationship with Roman. I want to know more about all of them, really.
-Viv's abusive relationship plotline went by so quickly. I think the scenes that we did have were handled well and I like how firm she was about ending things with him, but it's another thing I think they could've taken slower to really show the complexities of those relationships and how hard it is to get out.
-It felt like the show backtracked on Ruby's character development from previous seasons and then didn't do a good job of fixing that at the end of the season. They made her character so complex before and now she's kind of just back to being scheming. If she had learned to show more vulnerability to connect with people in the end I would've really loved that.
Everything else I didn't really have a problem with but maybe just didn't feel super connected to it. Like Jean raising a baby while trying to go back to work and dealing with postnatal depression, or Eric struggling to be himself in his church community. I think Cal's plotline was probably handled well but I don't have any experience with most of their struggles so it's probably just something that I wasn't the target audience for, which is fine. It seems like they were all handled well, but just didn't strike my interest that much.
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actually, in general, what would Romans' opinions of the Chinese classics have been?
I think they'd lose their shit over Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Partly because it's a great book, and partly because it's about an exciting civil war! With arson and wizards and and thinly veiled homoeroticism! They'd eat it up like baozi buns.
Dao De Jing and Zhuangzi, on the other hand, would baffle them. I think most Romans who read "The Dào that can be told is not the true Dào," would say, "Then stop wasting my time," and close the book. They might like the Four Books of Confucianism better, since those authors usually say what they mean, and they share some Roman values like honoring one's family and the importance of ritual.
The Romans loooved fortune-telling, so I bet they would've gleefully mass-copied the Yijing, taken it out of context, and hexagrams would've been a whole-ass fad. Then somebody like Cato would've outlawed it, and kicked the fortune-tellers out of the city for like five minutes, before they snuck back in while he wasn't looking.
Aaaand that's all the Chinese classics I've read, so feel free to add your own speculations about those I left out! Or to disagree with my takes. It's all in good fun.
#we are in the wild and mostly baseless speculation zone folks#abandon facts all ye who enter here#just roman asks#chinese philosophy#never thought i'd have multiple posts tagged like that on this blog#alternate history#jlrrt essays
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steve rogers - a brief (nonsensical) character study/analysis
so i rewatched all the mcu movies with steve roger in them using this lovely youtube video. spoilers for the entire things! consider this your warning.
here's my takeaways in no particular order:
he still wears the same clothing style he wore pre-ice. often button ups, work boots, plain denim jeans, sometimes a leather jacket (often brown). later on in the mcu he started wearing plaid flannels which is funny to me because he does not give a SHIT about modern fashion. give him his old man clothes please and ty. adorable.
marvel did not give the man much character development. they said he's going to go through war and hell and death and fuckery of emotions. sure he's going to learn how to move on but that's off screen and don't really expect much change fuckers. this fucking pisses me off if you can't tell. he's such a long-time character with so many areas where he could be developed and marvel just said fuck that he's an "old man and a soldier with some funny moments" and that's all you're getting.
also he had 5 minutes MAX of screentime in infinity wars :(((( fucking hate that give my man justice
he's so funny????? and so fucking sassy???? like how did I not know this???? love the guy
he broods a ton when he's sad and cracks jokes to cheer others up when they're sad. very sweet but I feel like that marvel could have expanded on this in some way.
he's also very acrobatic which is somehow surprising to me but also at the same time it makes sense??? idk man but you do your flips bbg
also love the way they planned his fights. they really use his full body. reminds me of old greek and roman statues with the flexing muscles. (those are my favorites statues if you can't tell) it's satisfying to watch and I want to draw it or make a statue of him now tyvm.
in endgame tony started talking about his ass which sparked an entertaining side tangent. like you really didn't need to???? but I'll take it. i forgot that steve called HIS OWN ass the "ass of America." I was in and still am in shock from this whole situation.
when he met his other self (or smth I don't remember) in endgame one of the last things he said to other steve was "bucky is alive" (see points below). interesting how seeing the compass with peggy didn't phase other steve much.... also that fight is fucking ridiculous 1000/10
he says so much romantic/gay shit about bucky??? like "even when I had nothing I had bucky." very angsty and homoerotic I love it
the ending with peggy and him being old is plotted so shittily. literal garbage. i wouldn't have minded him being with peggy at all (love her sm btw don't mistake this for me hating her) if they had done it right and given cap a plausible reason and justification for him staying. sure, he misses her. sure, visiting her. but wouldn't staying with her fuck up everything??? literally everything????? like the avengers wouldn't exist everything????????? FUCK that ending.
not exactly fully cap/steve but chris evan's shoulder to waist ratio is absolutely delectable. love that they highlight that with the suits designs.
also what the fuck was infinity wars when he had a fucking beard and longer hair??? loved it but it kind of came out of left field. plus he looked a little silly fighting with the long hair bc it kept getting in his face. you would've thought that he would wear a helmet during that fight but Not Today ig...
last point I promise. but the romance with sharon carter (i forgot her name but i think that's it) was GROSS. whats her face is peggy's GRANDDAUGHTER. so now that he's too old for peggy he had to go for her granddaughter?????? YUCK. especially so because he went to peggy ANYWAYS in the mcu. to the comic writers and marvel: stop. that's fucking gross and quite honestly unneeded.
kind of a serious man with some unexpected twists, like the humor. and that was just the MOVIES. fucking hate some parts of the comics. (why are there so many universes ughhhhh) love steve though what an interesting fellow. might add on more thoughts later if i remember/want to.
#thoughts#steve rogers#mcu#fuck the mcu#captain america#the first avenger#ysbwm research#character analysis#character study#very homoerotic
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What Had To Be Done
Realistically, Jey knew Jimmy was correct when he said things had to be this way. He knew his brother was right, but that didn't change the fear that gripped Jey's heart when he thought of the fate that lay before him and Jimmy for turning on Roman, and ultimately Solo.
While, it was Jimmy who did the deed, it was Jey who was forced to deal with the fallout. It was always like that.
No, no, no, no. Jimmy was right, wasn't he? The way Roman treated them wasn't right. Jimmy had done the right thing, he had done what Jey failed to do years before.
Right?
Jimmy was trying to protect Jey, the way Jey tried to protect him.
Jey had tried to protect Jimmy, hadn't he? He'd folded to Roman's will to keep him, and Solo safe, right?
In truth, Jey could no longer remember. He could no longer remember his intentions when agreed to stand by his cousin, despite the man tormenting him since they were children, Jey stupidly believed his cousin had gotten better with age.
He hadn't. If anything, Roman got worse. And he continued to get worse.
It didn't help that Jimmy, Jey and Solo had backed up his behaviors for the past few years. It didn't help when Roman would laugh with them anymore, it didn't cut the tension or blur the lines between what was storyline and what was real life. Because it had always been real life to Roman, the rough hand he treated his cousins with hadn't been for the sake of the cameras, he hadn't grown out of making Jey feel worthless.
There was no more "Joe". Maybe there had never really been a Joe, or maybe Joe, and Roman had always been one in the same, and Jey was blind to the signs that his cousin was never going to care about him the way a cousin was meant to.
Maybe Jimmy was right, Jey was too much of a bitch to see that he took Roman's shit for far too long. Maybe Jimmy was right to take the reins on this.
Jey isn't sure he would've had the gall to pull the trigger on their family. Even if that family member has used his body in ways no person should ever have to experience. Even if that person, whose blood is the same as yours, never really cared for you as an individual.
Blood doesn't mean much when the blood in question has left you lying in a pool of your own blood, having split you apart after beating you down with unrelenting fists. Blood doesn't mean shit when they've emotionally, physically, and sexually taken advantage of you.
Jey remembers the first time Roman used his body for his own enjoyment, it was after his and Jimmy's 13th birthday party. Jey had eaten way too much cake and just wanted to lay down, Roman insisted he accompany his cousin lest he be sick on his way back to his room.
Looking back, Jey was stupid for agreeing. He was stupid to ignore the way Roman's hands slid from his shoulders, down, down, down, down.
If you asked Jey, he was stupid for allowing it to happen several times after. He was stupid for believing after years of separation, Roman would no longer want that.
But, if you asked Jey, he would also say he doesn't regret taking the abuse since it meant Jimmy and Solo remained in the dark about just how disgusting Roman could be. They were no strangers to a slap, mush or even a punch, here and there. But neither of them would ever know the terror of feeling your insides ripped open sans prep or lubricant, because Jey bore that cross for them. Roman gave him his word, and surprisingly enough, he'd stuck to it all the years following.
Though, now…now that Jimmy and Jey were no longer under Roman's thumb, it meant for the first time in over twenty years, Jey was free. Jey was free, so did that mean Roman would go back on his word? Would he turn his aggression onto Solo, since Jey, and ultimately Jimmy, weren't an option?
The answer to that question came in the form of Roman all but breaking Jey's hotel door down, banging relentlessly on the wooden barrier.
The usually quiet corridor was filled with the sounds of an angry Roman.
Jey was almost afraid to let him in.
Fuck it, he was afraid. It'd be the first time he's seen Roman since Saturday, and based on the way the elder rapped at the door, he wasn't in a good mood.
Not that Jey expected him to be.
With shaky hands the male opened the door, swallowing thickly when his eyes met Roman's own, immediately finding the anger that burned brightly in them.
"Uce…"
#jey uso#jey x sami#eventually#jey uso fanfiction#not roman friendly#implied violence#implied sa#roman is a shitty guy in this#part two coming soon#queer jey uso#jimmy just wants to protect his brother#i love roman this is just a story!!!!!!!!#i will write other fics but they will probably all main jey#first post#What Had To Be Done#cross posted on ao3
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a story as endless as the ocean
the lightning thief
0.4 run for your life
warnings : monster attack, probably some cussing, character death (?)
word count : 3.7k
0.4 I Fight for my Life Against a Cow that is Thousands of Years Older than I Am (REAL) (NOT CLICKBAIT)
My mother kept shouting directions whenever I needed them, but we were so coordinated that the speed of our car never went under 75. Most mothers would highly advise against that, but right now, my mother shouted every time I slowed down to take a sharp curve.
Every time the lightning flashed, which was a lot, I'd catch a glimpse of Grover in the rearview mirror and remember why it felt like every strand of mental stability left in me had snapped. I was on the verge of a panic attack, I could feel it. I wondered if I was going insane, but then I wouldn't have time to think about it, as my mother would yell another direction for me to go in. Grover the Goat Boy sat in his seat but looked insanely on edge. My mother hadn't even buckled her seatbelt until I took a sharp turn and she almost got thrown into my lap.
Finally, the silence got too much for me and I finally said the most logical thing I could think of, given the circumstances, "So... does anyone have anything they wish to tell me?"
Grover and my mother looked out the back window, but nothing was following us. "Allie, please don't make this harder than it needs to be," my mother pleaded once she turned back. "Take a right up here."
"No. I want to know what's going on. Where am I taking us?" I demanded, taking the right turn and ignoring the slight hydroplane that almost took us off the road and the terrifying squeal of the tires as a result.
"A summer camp your father wanted me to send you to. I was supposed to let you go a few years ago, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. If I let you go it might've been the last time I'd see you," my mother finally answered.
"But it's just a summer camp? Why would you never be able to see me again?"
"Allie, please. Keep going straight at the four-way up here. Don't stop at the stop sign."
"Alright fine. How the hell did you get here?" I said, directing my attention to my best friend in the back seat. "What the hell is going on and why the hell do you keep looking out the window like something's following us?"
As I said it, he looked back again. "Your mother knew I was keeping tabs on you," Grover said. "I needed to watch you in case something happened. It doesn't matter how I got here. You shouldn't have left the bus terminal on your own."
"Okay, okay, cool, cool. Uh... why am I just now finding this out?"
"You would've been told a few hours ago, but you left on your own. And plus, the less you knew the fewer monsters you'd attract," Grover answered and suddenly, something clicked. A flash of Greek and Roman mythology class flickered in my mind. Mr. Brunner had been talking about Satyrs that day. I didn't want to dwell on it, but my mind wouldn't shut up. Lots of things started clicking into place.
"You acted like the Kindly One you encountered didn't happen and it threw us off. It didn't faze you. It's like it didn't even scare you," Grover continued. "We figured you'd start figuring out who you were, but you didn't act like it."
"You mean like how I can breathe underwater and that shit?"
"Wait, what?" My mother stopped me. "You mean you knew?!"
"Knew what?! What the fuck are you both talking about? What am I supposed to be?" I asked. "Wait a fuckin' second."
My mind started figuring things out like a stupid puzzle.
A weird bellowing noise came from behind us, and I almost drove us off of the road. I had heard it before, but now it was louder, closer, and angrier.
"Allie, there's not enough time. I know you have questions, but we have to get you to safety before we can answer everything. Please, Allie, I will tell you everything you need to know, but I can't right now. Take a left up here, go straight, and take the third right."
"Safety from what?! What's after me?"
"Oh, nobody much," Grover started, and his tone changed to an aggravated one, most likely caused by my stubbornness. "Just the Lord of the dead and a few of his bloodthirsty minions. Probably a few other gods, just 'cause."
"What?!" I screeched.
"Grover!" My mother screamed.
"Sorry, Mrs. Jackson. Could you drive just a little bit faster, Allie?"
I was thankful Gabe's car was a Camaro because it could go slightly faster than most other cars. However, a problem arose because it was a '78 Camaro, meaning it was much, much older than any high-end cars I owned. For a moment I wondered why she threw me in Gabe's car instead of literally any 10-second car I owned, considering there were many, but then I guessed she thought of how high of a chance there was that I'd crash this car. With the heavy rain beating down on the windshield, it was extremely hard to see clearly. Most of the turns I'd made were done last second and had no doubt left tire marks on the road.
I was honestly shocked I hadn't crashed long ago.
I sped up, nonetheless.
I was suddenly sitting on the edge of the seat, anticipating our arrival. What was so important that I'd need to get there to be safe? I wanted to find out. My curiosity was piqued.
Still, I tried to wrap my mind around everything but I found it was very hard. This wasn't a dream; my mother pulling my hair and getting thrown against the driver's side door at every left turn was enough pain to tell me I wasn't dreaming. I also doubted my imagination could've made all of this up.
I made another hard left, per my mother's orders. I swerved onto a narrower road, racing past darkened farmhouses and wooded hills and PICK YOUR OWN STRAWBERRIES signs on white picket fences. I spared a look at my mother and her eyes were locked on the back window and she looked like she was about to burst into tears.
Another right. I looked into my side-view mirror and my blood ran cold. I caught a glimpse of what I was driving away from, and this time I didn't need Grover or my mother to tell me to speed up.
"We're almost there," my mom murmured. "Another mile. Please, please, please. I should've listened and brought you earlier. I wished I knew how much they wanted to kill you. I'm so sorry, Allie. I love you so, so much."
"I love you, too, mom," I managed to whisper back. My mom clutched my suitcase as hard as she could, almost like it was actually me she was holding.
Now I knew for sure. Everything that'd happened had been meant to kill me. There was no doubt about that, now. It didn't shock me as much as I think it should've.
In a split second the hairs on the back of my neck rose and my body moved involuntarily. I took the hand that wasn't on the steering wheel and held it in the air, clenching my fist. How I knew to do that, I don't know, but it saved us. I felt a pull in my gut and, suddenly, I was manipulating the rain.
There was a blinding flash, an ear-splitting and jaw rattling BOOM!
The fist-clenching thing I'd done had kept the car from blowing up into millions of little pieces. The rain around us formed into a shield kind of thing, but it still jolted the car and sent us flying down the road. We might've flipped, but I don't really remember. I know my head hit the back of my seat and I remember feeling weightless.
I peeled my head off of the seat as soon as we stopped moving. We were still on the road and our water shield started melting off, but I doubted the car would work very well.
Lightning. That was the only reasonable explanation for whatever had hit us.
"Ow," I groaned once my bearings came back.
"Allie!" My mom yelled from beside me.
"I'm fine!" I said back. I threw my seatbelt off and turned to look at Grover.
He was down. But he groaned a quiet, "food," and I knew there was hope.
No one was dead. At least there was that. Glass or something had to have broken, though, because I could feel a drop of blood trailing down my cheek. Judging from where the pain was, it wasn't very big, maybe an inch and a half across my cheekbone.
"Allie, do you see that big tree right up that hill? I need you to get yourself and Grover up there," my mom said urgently.
I shook my head. "There better be 'I'll be going with you' in that plan, or else I'm not going anywhere. Let's go. I won't be able to get very far with Grover, so I'll need your help." That was a lie, but I wasn't about to let her stay here.
"Allie, I can't—"
"You're coming. Let's go." Thank God the doors weren't sealed shut or something because, all though I wasn't dazed, I knew I wasn't at my full strength. There's no way I would've been able to kick open a door or break a window.
My mom knew the extent of my stubbornness, so she actually got out of the car, my suitcase still in her hand and grabbed Grover's unconscious body.
"Let's go," I shouted to my mother above the roaring of the rain, though I didn't think she needed to be told.
There was another flash of lightning and I saw the figure from earlier. It was much larger than I had originally thought. It wasn't the fastest thing in the world, but it was making lots of progress with us finally being out of the car. With another flash of lightning, I finally knew what it was.
"Holy shit! That's the Min—"
"Don't say his name!" My mother yelled quickly. "Names have power! It's Pasiphae's son. He wants you, not us. The property line is right at that big pine tree. I won't be able to cross, but you'll need to. You'll see a big farmhouse and I'll need you to run there and get help."
"You're coming with me. Stop saying I need to do this by myself," I pleaded, feeling quite overwhelmed. That panic attack seemed to be getting closer. My heart pounded relentlessly against my chest.
"Allie..." She started slowing down, but finally snapped out of it and caught up with me. I saw her eyes. They looked as sad as they did whenever she looked at the ocean. She was holding Grover's complete dead weight. When she got to me, I grabbed Grover's other arm and helped her carry him.
I found it was better if I just didn't look back and tried to completely ignore the minimum seven-foot-tall Minotaur running behind us. I remembered he couldn't see well, so he relied on his sense of smell and hearing. Hearing was pretty out of the question because the rain was so loud I could barely hear myself think, so he'd be relying mostly on smelling us.
The pine tree was still too far away, and the rest was completely up-hill. There was no way we'd make it. I finally got enough courage to look back again and saw it sniffing our car. Maybe he thought we were still there.
That thought left pretty quickly because he suddenly bellowed, picked Gabe's Camaro up, and threw it down a nearby hill. It flipped more than ten times before skidding to a stop.
I heard Gabe's voice in my head. There better not be a single scratch on that car once you bring it back or there'll be hell to pay.
Oops.
"Allie," my mom said, "When he sees us he's going to charge. You need to wait until the very last second and then jump out of the way— directly sideways. Once you've dodged him, run as far as you can. He can't change very well once he's charged. Do you understand?"
I nodded even though I didn't like the idea of leaving my mom, but I was going to comply. My mom had yet to let me down, I wasn't going to stop listening to her now.
"How do you know about all of this?" I said as quietly as I could over the sounds of the rain.
"I've been expecting an attack for a while now. I should've expected this. I was selfish for keeping you near me."
I suddenly remembered a few times during last summer when I'd walked into the living room and seen her asleep, a Greek mythology book in her hand. I'd assumed it was for a book she was writing, so I didn't question it. But now...
"Selfish? Mom, what the fuck?"
Then there was another bellow of rage and the Minotaur came bounding towards us.
I guess he finally smelled us.
The pine tree was close, but not close enough. Plus, Grover wasn't getting any lighter. The hill got steeper and slicker, making it much harder than it should've been.
He'd be on us in seconds.
"Remember what I said," my mom yelled and we had to separate.
She was right, he went raging right past us. I bolted after him, ignoring everything except getting back to my mother. Suddenly, he turned and charged, but it wasn't towards me, it was towards my mom, who had just set Grover down and threw my suitcase to the other side of the pine tree.
We'd reached the crest of the hill. Down the other side, I could see a valley, just as my mother had said, and the lights of a farmhouse glowing yellow through the rain. But that was half a mile away. We'd never make it.
The bull-man grunted, pawing the ground. He kept eyeing my mother, who was now retreating slowly downhill, back toward the road, trying to lead the monster away from Grover.
"Run, Allie! I can't go any further! Run!" she yelled, but I couldn't process it. All I could manage was that she was drawing more attention to herself and was about to get killed by a fucking mythological creature.
I made my way over to Grover just as the Minotaur bolted.
She tried to sidestep, as she'd told me to do, but the monster had learned his lesson. His hand shot out and grabbed her by the neck as she tried to get away. He lifted her as she struggled, kicking and pummeling the air.
"Mom!" I yelled, slipping as I tried to run towards her.
She caught my eye and, through her struggles, still managed to yell one last word: "Go!"
Then, with an angry roar, the monster closed his fists around my mother's neck, and she dissolved before my eyes, melting into light, a shimmering golden form, as if she were a holographic projection. A blinding flash, and she was simply... gone.
"No!"
Anger replaced my fear and shock. Some kind of newfound strength burned through my veins and I suddenly felt like I could rip this thing apart, limb by limb.
He turned back towards us and I made it my job to get it away from Grover, who had started to groan and wake up.
"Over here!" I yelled, taking off the rain jacket I'd put on before when we left. "Yeah, fucker. Come get me!"
He shook his meaty fists at me and roared, though I doubted he understood much of what I said. He ran at me, still, following my command.
I had an idea. An incredibly stupid one, but an idea nonetheless. All I could do was hope my full was higher than seven feet.
I backed up against the pine tree and waited. Once he got close enough I ran at him, taking two steps and then throwing a tumbling pass that would meet him halfway.
Time slowed down and just before I started spinning I saw the shocked look on the Minotaur's face. Somehow, and don't ask me because I have no clue how I managed to do it, I landed on the Minotaur's shoulders.
A millisecond after, he crashed into the pine tree. The impact nearly knocked all of my teeth out, but I had an advantage. A small one, but an advantage.
The Minotaur staggered around, trying everything he could to get me off of his shoulders, but I wouldn't budge. I wrapped my arms around one of his horns to keep myself balanced. The thunder and lightning were still going strong and the rain seemed to intensify.
Good thing his only gear was forward because if he could go backward, he would've smashed me flat against the tree.
I saw Grover trying to make himself sit up, but he still didn't have all of his energy yet. He saw me on top of the Minotaur
I wanted to yell something to him, but if I opened my mouth, I'd have bitten my own tongue off.
The Minotaur got less interested in me and more interested in Grover. I thought about how he'd squeezed the life out of my mother and I wasn't about to let it happen to Grover.
With my hands still on the horn, I summoned all of the strength I had and pulled.
For a second, I didn't think it was going to do anything and I was still weak from the lightning, but then something good and bad happened. The horn snapped off and I flew off of the Minotaur's shoulders.
I fell flat on my back in the grass and I heard and felt my head connect with a rock. I knew I'd split my head open, but I couldn't think about that right now. I forced myself up, Minotaur horn still in my hand.
My vision was blurry and I could feel blood gushing out of my head and dying my hair red, but I ignored it and focused on killing this thing. The monster charged and without thinking I stepped slightly to the side and, as he barreled past me, I shoved his own horn into his side.
He roared in agony and clawed at his chest, but that didn't stop him from turning into dust. The wind blew him away and it was silent. The rain was close to stopping, but there was still a bit of thunder and lightning off in the distance.
My hands were trembling, and I felt like collapsing. My right hand went up to my head, but as soon as it connected I flinched away. Blood coated my fingertips. And I could feel more flowing down my hair and onto my back.
I stumbled over to Grover, somehow picking him up and taking all of his weight. I held on to him like he was my lifeline. After that, I didn't feel like letting him go.
"Allie... your head... ugh, what?" Grover mumbled.
"Don't worry about it," I managed to reply, the cold from the rain settling into my bones and making my teeth chatter.
The only thing that kept me going was the thought that Grover needed my help. I, even in my daze, still managed to pick up my suitcase as I passed by it, somehow seeing it through blurry vision. I was crying, I knew that, but I couldn't seem to stop. I didn't know if it was from grief for my mother, pain, or both.
I stumbled down the hill and made it in front of the house I'd seen. My legs felt like lead, but I forced myself to keep going. Black was rimming my eyes and I knew I was about to lose consciousness.
Just as I made it to the porch, my knees buckled and a blond guy caught me before I could hit the ground. Grover had gotten enough strength to keep from falling on his face, but not enough to get himself back up. The only thing keeping me going was adrenaline.
"Oh, my gods!" the boy said, and I saw a familiar face appear over his shoulder.
"Allie! Oh— don't close your eyes! Annabeth, go wake up Will Solace. Tell him we need him to tend to a camper!" I heard hurried footsteps retreating.
"Help Grover," I managed to mumble.
"Chiron, her head," the boy said.
"Oh, gods. Allie, keep your eyes open."
"'M tired," I slurred. The boy who had caught me shifted and picked me up bridal style. I tried to concentrate on his eyes— they were unnaturally blue and caught me off guard (and that wasn't even mentioning his unnaturally handsome face— but the pain became overwhelming. I whimpered and as soon as the boy took me through the door of the house, the world of darkness had already welcomed me.
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