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spooksier · 23 days

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if i was president of fanfiction it would be required that before anybody writes fanfiction set in s4 of tma they must answer my comprehension test which is comprised of only one question “how do you feel about basira hussain” and if they answer wrong theyre immediately sentenced to 50 years of hard labor in the salt mines

#ask!#tma #ive read a lot of s4 tma fanfiction that pissed me off can you tell #MELANIE BASIRA DAISY GEORGIE. GET BEHIND ME #MY BEAUTIFUL WOMEN #the wrong answer is anything that positions her as unreasonably cruel or mean. to the salt mines with you

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argxstxs · 1 year

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Ohhhhhhhh shiv’s face when she realized that she’s going to be cut out of the boy’s club AGAIN and this time with a baby she can’t even talk about with her husband without risking being seen as soft … Kerry being humiliated by Marcia and the rest of the family… shiv falling down in front of a room of snickering men… gerri being thrown out as easily as garbage… connor’s mom being talked about less like a human being and more as fodder for a pr campaign…

#like yeah this show is about the horrors of the top 1% destroying and reforging our moral and ethical codes #but more than that it’s also a story about women #the women of this show are shown time and time again to be disposable #it’s so ingrained and systemic #no amount of privilege and whiteness will ever save you from being a woman!!#misogyny predates white supremacy!! you will never escape it!!#GOD this show is good #my god I hate how much I love it #I was just sitting there the whole time biting my nails I was so anxious #succession #succession s4 #succession spoilers

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helena-thessaloniki · 2 months

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Can't stop thinking about Night Country. That feminine rage is cold and hard; old, older than everything else, and buried deep. That a woman alone is a dead woman; a woman alone is the most dangerous thing. That a man's ego is more important than a woman's life. That a woman who speaks up isn't silenced, she's destroyed. That women are strongest when they're together, when they speak, when they sing. When they're seen.

That what men want for themselves is reason enough to lay waste to everything else. That when it's weighed on the scales, their chance to live a little longer is worth more than a baby's first breath. That they'll do whatever it takes, even when it poisons all of our water.

How a mother dies and her daughter dies too, but a son can't live until he's killed his own father. How women only have power when they lie, assume the role of men, align themselves to men, or die.

And when they will no longer clean up after them.

When they honor who came before, paint the protest on their face, and learn their real name. When they emerge from the ice, leave the night behind and walk toward the sun instead of into the sea. When they shape their own stories. When their tongue is returned to them.

What a fucking masterpiece.

I guess she wanted to take them. I guess she ate their fuckin' dreams from the inside out and spit their frozen bones.

#night country #true detective spoilers #true detective night country #true detective s4 #evangeline navarro #liz danvers #issa lópez #the most metaphorical shit I've ever seen and I am here for it #fucking genius writing #feminine rage #absolute credit where credit is due to the indigenous women and people at the heart of this story #true detective #jodie foster #kali reis

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cassierobinsons · 1 month

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@ilarual YOUR TAGS ON THIS POST ARE SO REALLLL I had to make a separate post about it

cas canonically does not angst about liking men. liking one man in particular yeah, but not about being gay in general. in an AU though? he literally comes from a fundamentalist xtian """community""" (cult) that has a disproportionate level of power over the lives of the general public. everyone in the cult is a huge narc, including himself. one of the only trustworthy people is his big sister who ran away and went no contact years ago. His mother is a CONVERSION THERAPIST who, let’s be real, probably isn't great about the autism either. too. i don’t get people who think cas’ backstory is impossible or even difficult to adapt to a mundane setting because the parallels are blatant and everything hints towards cas being deeply closeted.

I mean fuck, remember how balthazar was like “wow i’m so glad i rebelled and get to do whatever i want now including have obscene amounts of gay sex” and s6 cas was like :O you're using your freedom for HEDONISM? instead of SERVING THE CAUSE??? meanwhile he had spent the last year watching dean rake leaves in dead silence. and that's a cas whose family were only homophobic in the metaphorical and not literal sense. AU cas is not going to figure out that he's gay without a real fight!

#spn blogging #the thing about cas is #Canonwise i have no strong opinions about his sexuality #i mean yeah i am a staunch megstiel h8r #but i‘m not opposed to the idea of him being interested in women #besides what little fic I read tends to be from the early to mid ‘10s era which leans heavily towards bi cas #AU cas though... yeah he's gay.#we're taking the subtext in s4&8 and making it text

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lawchan89 · 1 year

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Screw Writing Strong Women

“Women shouldn’t be valued because we are strong, or kick-ass, but because we are people. So don’t focus on writing characters who are strong. Write characters who are people.”

#the dragon prince #the dragon prince mystery of aaravos #tdp rayla #rayla #screw writing strong women #listen i could either write a rant on how people have been acting towards rayla’s character in s4 #or i can be passive aggressive #i chose peace today

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steveshairychest · 1 year

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Robin is definitely touchy-feely while kissing. Her hands will start on the sides of Nancy's face, her thumbs brushing the apples of Nancy's blush stained cheeks, but as the kiss deepens, her hands start to wander. Down Nancy's neck, along her shoulders and collarbones; her touch gentle but searing hot.

Her fingers glide down her chest and when Nancy thinks she's going to touch her just the way she likes, Robin pulls her hands away and settles them on Nancy's waist.

"You're such a tease." Nancy says against her kiss swollen lips and Robin smiles because she knows Nancy loves her teasing. She knows that Nancy likes to be worshipped and adored. If Robin had her way, she'd spend hours, days even, tracing the lines of Nancy's body, memorising every curve and dip, but never touching where she knows Nancy aches for her.

#ZOOWEEMAMA #SCREAMS WOMEN #i saw a robin edit and blacked out #nancy wheeler #ronance #robin buckley #stranger things s4 #st4 vol2

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vivaamor · 2 years

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family video

warnings: mild swearing & smut, vaginal fingering, robin being a total hottie

relationships: robin buckley/ female reader

summary: you meet robin while shopping at family video

hawkins, indiana. it was a quaint and quiet town, vastly different from the beaches of california that you'd just moved from. your dad always joked that people in hawkins didn't ever go outside and enjoy the sun like everyone done in california, that they were all vampires who would dissipate if they stepped foot outside.

the bell over the front door of family video chimes as you step inside the store. it was empty and you didn't even see any employees until two of them walked through to behind the counter from the backroom. one of them was a boy who you assumed was around your age; long hazelnut, curly locks framed his face, wearing a blue polo and a green vest that read family video. next to him stood her. short brown hair and bright blue eyes, several rings decorated her fingers, a navy blue t-shirt on her top half and again, the signature vest.

you browse around the store, looking for one movie in particular. "looking for something?" came a quiet voice, the girl behind the counter now standing behind you, her hands clasped behind her back. you read her name tag. robin.

"romantic comedies?" you ask, following her as she turns on her heel and walks down an aisle across the store. "thanks,"

she smiles softly, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "anything in particular?" she tilts her head, her eyes flickering over to the other employee. "you could say i'm a rom-com historian."

"um, the breakfast club. dunno if that counts as a romantic comedy, though." you giggle, looking down at the carpet shyly.

she smiles bigger, putting her teeth on display. you decide that she has a nice smile. "it does in my book." she bends over, grabbing the movie off the bottom shelf. "here you go."

"thank you," you take it from her, running you thumb over the cover. she stays standing there in front of you, running her eyes over your features. "any recommendations, robin?" you ask, eyeing her name tag. "you know, as a historian."

"hmm, well..." she walks around the romantic comedy section, stepping into the comedies. "well, not much romance, but..." she shows you the cover of another movie that reads ferris bueller's day off. "more of a comedy than a rom-com, but it's easily becoming a classic."

you take it from her, reading the description on the back. "never seen it," you admit, looking up to meet her eyes again. "i'll take it. mia sara is ridiculously cute, totally worth ninety minutes." robin's eyes widen, thanking a god she doesn't believe in that you might not be into boys. "can you check me out?"

robin swallows hard, struggling to speak. "uh, yeah, i'll- i'll take you over at the..." she motions to where her coworker is waiting.

"the counter?"

she nods quickly, "the counter, yeah. i'll just, uh..." she takes the two films from you and meets you upfront, practically body slamming steve out of her way. she rings you up, and packs your purchases in a paper bag, handing it to you. "uh, that's five dollars."

"wow, that's cheap." you note, handing her a five dollar bill.

the boy whose name tag reads steve fake coughs, "she used her employee discount." he coughs again, earning himself an elbow from robin.

"oh, you didn't have to do that, thank you."

she chuckles nervously, shaking her head. "it's not a problem, really. you'll have to let me know what you think...?"

"y/n," you answer, "don't worry, i'll tell you all about it, robin." you wave goodbye to the two employees, walking out of the store.

you stare at the two movies that you took out of the bag and placed on the kitchen table, trying to decide which one to watch tonight. the breakfast club was a masterpiece but on the other hand, that cute girl at the video store recommended the other one. "where is it?" you mumble to yourself, looking around the kitchen for the phone book, and then moving onto the living room. eyeing the book shelf, you pull out the yellow book with a thick spine and flip the pages until you stumble onto family video, a phone number listed beside it.

"hello?" it's a boy's voice, probably steve's. you'd only been there two hours ago.

"hi, this is y/n... from earlier. is robin there?"

you can hear his scoff on the other end. "yeah, she just clocked out but she hasn't left yet. one second. robin, that girl from earlier is on the phone, she wants to talk to you." you giggle to yourself as she gasps, asking him holy hell, okay! one minute!

a few seconds later, she comes to the phone. "this is robin."

"hey robin, it's y/n. do you have any plans tonight?"

it took robin all but an hour and a half before she buzzed your apartment. you buzz her in, a knock on your door coming two minutes after that. you glance at yourself in the mirror. you hadn't changed from earlier, a sunflower yellow cropped t-shirt and a black skirt, along with a grey, whole cardigan. you open the door to reveal the girl from the video store. she'd changed from earlier into a black sweater and dark blue denims, you guessed because the sun set and it was a little cooler out. "hi." you smile, opening the door wider and allowing her to step in.

"hey." she grins sheepishly, holding her hand up. "i brought red vines." she kicks off her converse, handing you the bag, which you toss onto the couch. "i like your place." she nervously fumbles with her rings that adorn her long fingers.

you look around at your shitty apartment. "thanks, it's kind of like a prison cell, just a little nicer." you lived in a small studio, all you could afford. "my dad lives down the street. i moved here with him, but we decided it was time i get my own space."

"where'd you move from?" she asks, following you to the couch and sitting next to you, an awkward couple inches between you.

"california, actually."

she chuckles, "wow. california to indiana. why'd you move here if you weren't gonna stay with you dad?"

"didn't want him to be lonely." you shrug, pressing play on the remote, the beginning credits of ferris bueller's day off playing on the small television in front of the couch.

"ah, so that would explain why you're so tan." she notes, watching your eyes crease as you smile. "i wondered, being that hawkins hasn't had a good sunny day in a few weeks with all the rain recently and all."

you smirk, "it's from all the sun burn."

"i like it." she tells you, her eyes moving from your face to your hair, braided back into pigtails. "i like your hair, too."

"you like a lot of things," you tease. "thank you." it's quiet in your apartment for the next hour, the living area dark, only lit by the screen of the television. you glance in robin's direction, her hands are in her lap and she's sitting on the other end of the small couch. "water?" you ask and she nods, watching you get up and walk to the kitchen, returning with two glasses. "here." she smiles at you as if to say thank you and you sit back down, only this time, you sit closer to her, your thighs nearly touching.

robin's heart is beating out of her chest. she curses at herself for being such a dork. she was always bad with women, either saying too much or not enough. steve always made fun of her for the way she would ramble when talking to a pretty girl. she looks down, your hand stretched over your thigh and slowly, she moves her hand over yours. smiling softly to yourself, you turn your hand over and intertwine your fingers with hers and she nearly passes out from that action alone, thinking to herself, holy shit holy shit holy shit.

the two of you sit like that, your knees pulled to your chest, humming along with the music playing in the background of the movie. "god, i love cam-" before you can even finish your sentence, robin moves her hand away from yours and holds you jaw, turning your head towards her and she leans in quickly, pressing her lips against yours. it takes you by surprise and hell, she took herself by surprise. the cold metal of her rings presses against your jaw, her tongue licking at your bottom lip, requesting entrance, and god damn, you give it to her, deepening the once soft kiss.

your hand gets lost in her hair, crawling onto her and straddling her lap, your free hand balanced against the arm of the couch as she leans her back against it. you moan against her mouth, the kiss alone causing a reaction between your legs. she obviously notices by the way you rock your body, her hand drifting down to between your legs and dipping under your skirt until she makes contact with your damp panties, rubbing you through them. you pull away from the kiss, traveling down to her neck and leaving open mouthed kiss, pulling a quiet moan from her. she's driving you crazy. you push her hand against you harder with your free one, encouraging her.

she slips her hand underneath your pink panties, pushing them down your thighs and rubs at your naked clit with her thumb, pushing two fingers inside you until her rings are covered in your arousal. pumping her fingers in and out of you, she develops a pace, rubbing harder at your clit. "harder," you mumble against her marked up skin, throwing your head back when she pushes harder into you. she decides it's her turn to leave marks all over your throat, nipping at the skin under your jawline. she curls her fingers inside you in a come here motion, smirking when your breath hitches in the back of your throat.

"fuck," she groans, loving the way you sound as you moan. you tighten around her fingers, your body informing her that you're close. "so pretty," she mutters against your skin, kissing her way back up to your lips and smashing hers against them in a heated kiss. she continues to pump in and out of you once you've come, helping you ride it out before removing them. you pull away from her, breaking the kiss and looking back at her blue eyes, brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear with your fingers. you go to undo the zipper on her jeans, but grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles. "you can return the favor another time, i promise. i'm kinda sleepy."

"do you want to stay here?" you offer, beginning to climb off of her but she keeps her hold on your hand. you look at her questionably, climbing into her embrace when she stretches out her arms.

she scratches your back lightly, drawing her fingers up and down over your top. "i liked listening to you." she admits, planting a kiss on your jaw.

"you like everything."

she nods with a chuckle, "including you."

thank god for family video.

#robin buckley #robin stranger things #robin smut #robin st4 #robin buckle x you #robin buckley x reader #oneshots #smut #wlw #i love women #i am gay #gorgeous women #stranger things s4 #stranger things season 4 #stranger things #stranger things 4

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heymacy · 1 year

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