#I still mourn not getting to do prom

[traumasurvivors]

When you say it’s normal and valid to mourn things we didn’t experience… can that also apply if we didn’t get to experience things because of mental illness? And not just stuff related to trauma?

Of course!

I also want to say while we’re on the subject that while it doesn’t for everyone, it’s really valid if you have trauma as a result of your mental illness. (Not to invalidate your question, you’re completely valid to mourn anything you didn’t experience, whether it was trauma related or not but I just wanted to share the reminder that trauma from mental illness is also valid).

[foreingersgod]

Softcore . CH

paring: caroline harvey x reader

synopsis: is this love really worth saving? or has it already run its course?

wc: 3.8k

A/N: this came out a lot like "champagne coast" that i wrote for caitlin clark, so if you like fics like this, you should go check that one out as well :)

this one is dedicated to @wnba123! sorry it took so long for me to get to your request queen; hope you like it!

WARNING!!! this fic is angst to comfort/smut!!! this piece will be completely SFW up UNTIL THE DIVIDER. if you do not wish to engage with the smut portion or are a man or a minor. please heed this warning and do not read past the warning line. thank you!

it's exhausting. exhausting to mourn someone who's still alive. who sleeps next to you nearly every night, shares your home, your heart, your soul.

but it feels like she's already left you, at least, in all the ways that matter. her laugh no longer lights the room, her eyes drifting away from yours-off to some reality you can't reach. you talk, but it's nothing more than an empty echo down a hallway. you kiss her, but her lips are cold and rough, like pressing your lips to a memory. you hold her, but you almost feel fuller when you're alone.

you never thought that this is where you'd stand, in a love that's fighting to stay alive. at least not with caroline. but you can feel it, the ember that's begging to be fed, it's there.

you probably should've seen it coming, and you battled yourself every day for it. that you were a fool, and you've been playing that role for much longer than you had realized. letting this sense of unfamiliarity unravel until it pushed both of you to your limits. because how are you supposed to bury a love that's still breathing?

but maybe it wouldn't be hurting this much if it hadn't once been so beautiful.

you met when you were both sixteen-awkward and loud and painfully alive with so much to give. she'd write you love letters, shove them into the crack of your locker. you'd wear her favorite hockey sweatshirt for 2 years straight, well-loved with the scent of her lingering on it even after washing it. you'd sit with each other under the bleachers, the world around you ready to prepare you for it all to end. but you never grew out of it, rather you grew up into it.

college, jobs, your first apartments. then eventually your first apartment together. promise rings that didn't feel rushed-it felt inevitable.

but somewhere between the 9 a.m. meetings and the late-night grocery runs. between the laundry piles and forgotten kisses, something slipped. she'd come home tired, sweaty and frustrated with dreams so big they'd weigh her down. and you'd stay quiet, elbow deep in dirty dishes with a shoulder ready to cry on.

you'd shamefully scroll on your phone during dinner-if you even bothered to sit together anymore-because it was far easier than trying to make mindless small talk. with every 'how was your day', there was a 'fine' and it hurt. you'd sleep facing away. not in anger, just habit. and she'd do the same. every so often a hand would brush against your thigh, a faint apology whispered in your ear when she came home exasperated once again.

but you still love her. always have and always will. you loved her so much that your devotion was merely intensified by her absence. though it's so quiet now-how this love has turned out to be.

she'd used to hold your hand in the car, caress her thumb over yours at painfully long red lights. now her hands stay glued to the steering wheel. she used to trace the letters of your initials on your bare back before bed because she knew the feeling soothed you, now you run your own fingers up and down the length of your arm instead.

you catch yourself staring at her sometimes. just searching. trying to find the young girl you fell in love with all those years ago. the girl you kissed on the football field after sneaking out of junior prom, the girl who ditched class just so she could have lunch with you every day. the girl who once said "i want every version of you, even the ones you don't like".

and maybe she was in there still, rather you knew she was. but is she too far gone to save at this point? because it's easier to pretend nothing's wrong than to admit that it's broken, even if you both know it.

you weren't even trying to start something that night. it was late, a long a grueling thursday. one of those nights where the silence is louder than the TV, the traffic outside your apartment blaring louder than usual. you were folding laundry on the couch, a hamper between your legs as you tossed t-shirt after t-shirt into a stack next to you.

you had been particularly sad that day, waking up without your girlfriend next to you. early practices again, it had seemed. she didn't even bother to tell you. suddenly in that moment, it all came crashing down on you. the weight of the uncertainty ahead of you gripping at your heart. it must've been hours that you cried that morning, uncontrollable and inconsolable. you couldn't stand it anymore.

she had walked into the apartment quietly at around 10 p.m., barely acknowledging your presence on the couch as she locked the door behind her. you could already tell from the way her shoulders slumped and the way her eyes glistened in the lamp light, that she was starting to feel the weight of all this too. or maybe it was just the way she never looked at you anymore-not really.

few words were exchanged as she slipped off her shoes, letting her bag fall to the ground. you offered her a sweet smile as you reminded her that dinner was in the fridge for her. surprisingly, she smiled back and retreated to the kitchen to eat for probably the first time that day. you could see her, from the opening between the living room and the kitchen, that she was picking at her meal, head down and phone in her hands.

you weren't sure what summoned the courage in that moment. could've been fear, could've been exhaustion. but you remember opening your mouth just so slightly, muttering out the vaguest of words.

"we don't talk anymore"

there was a pause, the clanking of silverware on porcelain, the impact of her phone on the countertop. every noise just a little too crisp for your liking.

then, finally looking at you in the eyes for the first time all night, she spoke. "we're talking now"

that did it. flipped the switch in you for good, all the feelings from that morning bubbling up past your throat.

you let out a dry laugh as you dropped the hoodie you had just folded on the coffee table in front of you. back extending from the irritation curling in your spine, you leaned back on the couch with a furrowed look on your face.

"you think this counts? this isn't talking" you huffed, trying not to escalate a situation that hadn't fully begun "this is coexisting, this is pretending"

she stood, with the same composure she held when she arrived home, as she propped herself against the edge of the kitchen island. her arms were crossed, face unreadable, shoulders rolled back.

"what do you want me to say?"

"i want you to say something," you snapped "anything real, truthfully. i want you. i want you to stop looking through me like i'm a ghost"

her voice was tight, and you could see her jaw clench as she bit down harshly on the inside of her cheek "i'm doing my best okay? i-i go to practice, i'm going to classes, and then i'm here. i'm home with you, i'm showing up-"

"no you're not!" you cut in with a raise in your voice, throwing up your arms in disbelief. did she really think that? that she was here, like she had always been and nothing had changed? "you're physically here, yeah, but everything else? your heart, your head? you left months ago and you didn't even tell me"

silence. your voice cracked, a sob pushing at the back of your ribs, spilling past your chapped lips. you breathed deeply as you fought back the tears.

"maybe," she said, softly, arms uncrossing as she ran her hands down her face in defeat "i didn't want to admit it. that something was off, that i was off"

you blinked, tears welling at your lash line, frozen in place "what does that mean?"

you studied her expression, her body language. she looked beat, bags like tattoos underneath her eyes, hair unkempt and disheveled. it wasn't just an end-of-day look of weariness. it was like her soul was slowly shattering.

"i think we're too young" she choked up, regret laced in her tone "i-i think we got caught up in forever you know? before we even figured out who we were. we went from prom to rent, from curfews to car payments. and i don't know-i'm tired"

"tired of what?" you trembled "of me?"

"no. don't twist this. i'm tired of whatever this has been, we both know that. we jumped into life like we had it all figured out at sixteen"

that was it. too young. too soon.

you had danced around that significant detail forever. both of you too afraid to say it out loud, to risk losing what had become your normal, not wanting to lose everything you had built.

"so what, you-" you cleared your throat, finally letting a single tear spill "you think this was a mistake?"

"i think we didn't know what we were giving up," she shook her head, coming over to sit on the couch next to you, the cushion dipping under her weight "i never got to find out who i was without you-and that's not fair to you either"

you felt like your world just came crumbling down, her words like a plague. years of love and passion, absolutely destroyed. how could this be true, how could she possibly believe all this? this may have been what you feared all along; you were the fool who only held her back.

"then go" you said through gritted teeth, shutting your eyes like this would all go away if you wished hard enough "if you want the space-to find yourself or whatever, then go. i'm not going to hold you here"

"that's not what i'm saying" she said desperately. then you felt the pressure, her hand on your upper thigh, giving you a gentle squeeze. igniting that sense of comfort you knew you once had.

"then what are you saying exactly?"

she didn't answer right away. she just looked at you, like she was seeing you for the first time in a long time. caroline watched as you unraveled in front of her, bursting into dreadful tears and worried hiccups. she saw the way you brought a hand up to support your forehead, like the pressure of it all had knocked the wind out of you.

"babe," she said through the tension "i miss you, i miss us. i miss the way we used to look at each other like this was all worth something in the end. now i just feel like this weight dragging you down. i'm so busy with this idea of success, to be the best girlfriend, the best teammate and player...i don't know. i miss not being like this"

you felt your breath catch on what felt like nothing. but you noticed it, the slight shift in the room. nothing was fixed, nothing was healed, but maybe there was a lick of hope that teetered between you. with glossy eyes, you looked over at her and sighed.

"i still see her, you know?" you briefly smiled "that dorky teenage girl who would throw rocks at my bedroom window just so she could say goodnight. that treated me like her entire world even if it may have been too soon, the one who promised she'd never stop loving me. i still see her"

it was her turn to return your smile, her genuine laugh cascading through the room "i think i may have lost her through all the bills and late nights. probably when we stopped kissing each other goodnight"

you swallowed with an ache of motivation in your chest, biting at your lips. her expression mirrored yours, just two lost hearts searching for the right answer. though part of you wished you could pause the moment, scared for what was about to come next. you'd hoped you could soak this in for just another minute, truly memorize the remorse written all over your girlfriend's face.

"i think," you said gently "if we try-really try-we can find her again. same for me, i'm not innocent in any of this. but babe, i-i don't want to lose you. i want to be us again"

she leaned in close to you, hand still resting on your leg, barely an inch between you two. you could feel her breath against your cheek as you leaned back, lips ghosting over hers.

"even if they've changed?" she whispered.

"especially if they have" you said "we're a little lost but...i think we've found the map"

she reached for your hand first-tentative, like it was fragile. then, without a second thought, you placed your hand against her freckled cheek and brought her in closer to you.

finally, after all the silence, she closed the gap between you with a kiss. it wasn't rushed, nor was it cinematic. but it was slow and sweet, careful and desperate. it felt like you had been underwater after all this time, and you were finally getting the chance to breathe again.

it was the kind of kiss that didn't erase the pain but promised to stay through it.

"i don't want to go," she said as she pulled away, resting her forehead on yours "what you said before. i don't want to go be someone else, i wanna stay right here"

it was like she was surrendering. putting her heart on her sleeve to show you this was worth it to her. sure, you may have been young, but you certainly didn't fall out of love. this was your girl, your everything, your absolute soulmate. neither one of you intended to let go anytime soon, even if all you had were promises.

"then don't" you panted, passion taking over your body. you trailed your hands down to her chest, fingers clenching onto the fabric like you might lose her as you pulled her against your lips once more. this time, this kiss had been hungry and pure.

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she groaned quietly into mouth at your sudden sense of boldness. her fingers reached for your hair, tangling in your soft locks. she was grasping onto you with the same urgency. there was no letting go. not after this.

your hands were firm against her torso, fingertips roaming the cotton of her top like you'd never touched such a material. you were drawing her in like gravity had finally kicked in, like your bodies were catching up to what your minds already knew-you weren't done with her yet. you were far from it, in fact. the heat between you was electric, but it wasn't just lust. it was years. it was history and heartache, a collection of the love you and caroline had reveled in since you were in high school.

"are you sure?" she asked, forcing you to look at her. she didn't need to say anything else, the fire building between you made it clear what she was talking about. you nodded, your fingers tracing her cupids bow delicately. even after all this distance, she still wanted to make sure you were comfortable.

her lips moved with purpose, with need, like she was pouring all her apologies and promises into every second. It was a kiss that said don’t ever doubt me again, a kiss that said I’m still here. You responded with the same vulnerability, parting her lips with yours, your hand rising to cradle the back of her neck, keeping her close, grounded.

her hands snaked below the hem of your shirt and spread across your chest, palming your breasts just enough to make you gasp. you hadn't felt her touch you like this in so long-like she actually wanted you, still after all these years. nothing forced, just an incessant need to have you.

and god, you needed to have her too.

"i can't tell you how much i missed this" she muttered against your jaw as you kissed down her neck, tasting the saltiness of her post-practice skin. but oddly it was sweet, something far more intimate than just sex "let me take you to bed?"

with a satisfied hum, you let her assist you off the couch. her hands were still on your waist, lips still grazing that one spot that made you weak. it was a chaotic walk to the bedroom, a mess of exasperated giggles and discarded clothes until the back of your knees met with the edge of your bed.

"please," caroline spoke again threw the heated kisses. you could feel her shudder against you, her skin forming small bumps underneath your fingertips. she reluctantly forced her lips off of yours as she laid you down against the linen sheets, climbing ever so carefully to hover over you "please"

you chuckled, feeling her maneuver down your body, resting her head against your chest. but your laughter soon stopped when you felt wetness fall onto your abdomen.

was she crying?

"baby," you cooed, taking a hold of her chin to motion her to look up at you "please what? what's wrong?"

she glanced up at you with panic in her eyes. tears fell down her flushed cheeks gingerly as she sniffled. you waited patiently for her to answer as you ran your hand along her shoulder to settle her. you couldn't quite explain the look on her face-the way her body felt completely bare against you-but it was the most painful yet calming thing you had ever seen. she looked so unguarded in front of you, ready to lay everything out for you to take. but she had seemed firm, ready to tackle the growth that this relationship desperately needed.

"let me stay," her voice quivered as more tears fell "i'm so sorry. for everything. i don't want to find myself if it means losing you-so please just...let me stay"

"caroline" your heart broke just hearing that sentence, twinging at the thought of her thinking you actually wanted her gone "you're home, you're my home. i don't think i'd survive if you left"

a hard puff billowed from her throat in relief "i'm gonna be better i swear"

"i know," you smiled "we both will"

and then the world around you melted, it was just the two of you in the confinements of your bedroom. caroline didn't waste another second to get her hands on you again, and you weren't complaining. you'd waited forever to feel like this again.

her lips moved towards your navel as she traveled lower and lower down your figure, cherishing every inch of you. you let out a content sigh, eyes fluttering shut as you let your bodies do all the talking. you feared you'd both be crying if you said much else.

the chill air made you shiver, but caroline was quick to warm you as she breathed against your core. you felt needy and hot, almost impatient as she took her time admiring you. reminiscing on these moments where you were splayed out just for her. but you were growing weary the more dottled.

"don't tease" you whined into vacancy.

"m'not" she grinned "i'll give you want you need baby, don't worry. let me take care of you"

always one to give, always one to please. and you loved it. her palms planted against the plushness of your thighs, spreading you even more open than you already were. kisses trailed from the inside of your legs then finally to where you needed her most-whining when she placed a delicate kiss to your needy pussy.

"fuck," you said, one hand instinctively coming up to grasp at your tits, the other flying to the back of her head to keep her in place.

she moaned into you, loving the pressure as she quickened her pace. her tongue glided across your pussy, flattening out to lick a long and slow stripe. you bit at your lip to try and submerse your whimpers, hearing her hum slightly as she flicked her tongue over your clit relentlessly, only making you grasp at her hair tighter.

that did nothing but motivate her, giving her the reassurance she'd been craving since she got you naked. her tongue continued its assault against you despite your quiet pleas and restless movements, her eyes looking up at you like you were sent from the gods themselves.

"fuck, i love you so much" she said, temporarily releasing your clit from between her lips "you have no idea"

your brows raised in anticipation as you felt the pressure build up in your lower stomach, watching her in awe when she buried her face back in between your thighs. your legs began to tremble and your knuckles grew white the closer you got to release.

"i love you too," you blabbered "i love you i love i love you, shit, i'm so close"

"taste so good," she responded, the strokes of her tongue getting sloppier by the second, enticing a short cry out of you.

you jerked forward, back arching off the mattress when you felt her speed up. the wetness that accumulated from your cunt, mixed with that of her mouth was just enough to send you over the edge. she could sense that you were close, letting her tongue prod at your entrance to move in and out of you-exactly what she knew you liked. she remained steady with you, watching you closely as you fucked yourself on her mouth.

"that's it, that's it" you cried, letting your hips buck against her face. your body spasmed as your orgasm began to take over, eyes rolling back from the sensation "fuck i'm gonna come, oh my god"

"there you go, baby" she mumbled into your pussy, absolutely lost in the feeling of you coming undone on her mouth "come for me, i got you"

you let out one last long moan as you relished your high, chest rising and falling to catch your breath. caroline was quick to remove herself from her position, only to hover over you once more for a kiss. your heart was pounding, brain fuzzy and body still twitching.

"you okay?" her voice muffled through the kiss. you nodded, smirking as you felt your taste still on her tongue.

"more than okay," you said. she smiled back before laying down beside you, brushing your messy hair from your face in the process. you allowed yourself to completely envelop yourself around her, limbs tangling with hers loosely.

after a few minutes of silence-your skin on hers, hearts beating in unison, touches wandering-she found the will the speak.

"we're gonna be okay, right?" she said. you breathed, silencing her worry as you rubbed circles with your thumb against her cheekbone.

"yeah, baby" you beamed "we always are"

[e-vay]

SONIC 3 REVIEW

I wanted to wait a few weeks to give many people the chance to see Sonic 3 before I wrote a review, but of course I'll keep it under the cut for those who still haven't seen it.

DISCLAIMERS!

I acknowledge that the Sonic Cinematic Universe is a SEPARATE interpretation of the Sonic franchise so I will never dock it points for doing things different than we've seen in the games. These movies are inspired by the Sonic the Hedgehog video games, they are not direct adaptations. I have no sympathy for anyone who complains these movies get things 'wrong' about the games.

I acknowledge that the Sonic movies are family films marketed towards children, so some of the writing and plot devices are simplified or toned down for younger audiences. However, that won't stop me from pointing out some plot holes.

My review is just my opinion. I'm not saying I'm right or that you're wrong if you disagree.

I'm so damn excited to finally talk about it and I have SO MUCH to say, so buckle up!

TL;DR: I give Sonic 3 a score of 9/10, just barely shy of being an absolutely perfect movie! There were some editing choices and some plot holes that made me dock minor points. These nitpicks are small and almost insignificant compared to the whole of the film, but they stood out enough to bother me and they're why I can't give it a perfect rating.

Let's start with the positives.

CAST & CHARACTERS - 10/10

TL;DR - With a star-studded cast, it's almost impossible to say any one actor/character outshined the others. Every single person was on their A-game for this movie and gave emotional, hilarious, all-out performances.

Jim Carrey as both Ivo and Gerald Robotnik is genius! He plays both characters so differently that you could almost believe they were being played by two different people -- minus the tongue-in-cheek way the movie reminds you that they're the same person.

This iteration of Gerald is unlike any we've seen before, which kept me on my toes the entire time I was watching. He comes onto the scene fully claiming that he's a villain, but still he manages to suckerpunch you (and Ivo) with the final reveal of his ultimate plan. You would think that the same old man who was just doing a choreographed dance performance 20 minutes ago couldn't tear your heart out without even the use of words when we see him mourning the loss of his granddaughter, and then fill you with spine-chilling terror as he uses his whole chest to exclaim he's going to 'burn it all down!', but damn did Jim Carrey do that and more! This movie (and Jim Carrey alike) managed to make Gerald both the major comic relief of the movie AND simultaneously made him one of the most despicable villains in the franchise so far. His utter lack of compassion for Shadow or Ivo, using both of them as his puppets, really shows you how little this man values even those who are supposed to be closest to him. I encourage you to rewatch the movie and really appreciate the dynamic range we were given of this character in under a 2 hour window.

Ivo is back and better than ever, baby (despite what Tails says)! Though I liked the initial, unexpected take on his character in Sonic 1, it has been beyond satisfying to see the evil doctor's descent into madness, all culminating into THE Eggman we recognize from the games! Seeing him in the iconic Eggman suit was like seeing my baby in her gown for prom. I was one proud mama! Sonic 3 sends Ivo on an emotional rollercoaster and we not only get to see him the silliest he's ever been, but your heart truly breaks for him by the end of the film. Honestly, I'm still gutted over Gerald's "Ivo, you're no Maria" line! One thing I particularly loved is that repeatedly throughout this franchise, Ivo has mentioned how society has always rejected him, he's had nobody who loves him (except Stone ofc) and he's repeatedly reminded he's a failure. Yet at the end of this film, he's given the chance to live up to his real potential and Team Sonic (and Shadow (and all of Earth while we're at it)) wouldn't have stood a chance without him. With Ivo seemingly dead, this was a heartfelt, tearjerking, beautiful sendoff for Eggman in a way that doesn't feel forced and gives Jim Carrey the chance to excuse himself should he decide he no longer wants to be a part of the future movies. BUT if he does decide to come back (and it's sounding like he does) -- c'mon, y'all don't really think Shadow would have just left Eggman to die, do you? He absolutely could have teleported them both outta there at the last minute.

SHADOW. 👏👏👏 This was without a doubt, the BEST depiction of Shadow I have ever seen! Keanu Reeves and the animators put everything into this rendition of Shadow and I was moved to tears on several occasions. This movie gave us an emotional, heartbroken Shadow who doesn't mask his feelings. Even before losing Maria, we see that Shadow is someone who struggles with understanding who he is, where he comes from and what his purpose is. He's subjected to constant testing and when he's not 'in use,' he's seemingly stowed away in the dark for later. It isn't until Maria shows up and befriends him that we get to see that he's just a regular person. He's curious about music and dancing, he enjoys play and stargazing, he's self-conscious. And then the transformation he takes after being betrayed and losing his loved ones, UGH! Keanu Reeves freaking NAILS it in every single scene! One of the moments that stood out the most to me and physically gave me goosebumps was when Shadow begins to question if destroying the planet is what Maria would have wanted and Gerald convinces him to focus on the pain that was left from her death. When Shadow's charging the Eclipse Cannon and reliving the most devastating moment of his life, you can hear his rage just in the way he's breathing! Keanu Reeves doesn't even speak any words in that scene but I could feel every drop of anger and regret and hatred in his performance. But also he delivered some very funny lines too and at least to me, it didn't feel forced. I also really liked that Keanu Reeves did research for this character and actually 'created' a voice for Shadow instead of using his normal voice. (I strongly recommend watching this clip where he talks about how he came up with 'the voice'. It's fascinating and such a delight). I think a lot of people might have initially thought having him voice Shadow was cool but kind of a joke, but he took the role very seriously and I feel he made an effort to separate himself from Shadow. His voice scratched my brain in the most satisfying way lol. I wish he could permanently voice Shadow from now on, but at least I can always imagine his voice whenever I read or play any Shadow content. Also, Shadow's character model was GOR-GEOUS. He was so handsome and badass and also I love, love, LOVE the amount of contrast between him and Sonic. EVEN DOWN TO THE DETAILS IN THE TEXTILES OF THEIR GLOVES. Sonic's gloves appear to be cotton so they're soft and warm and porous -- a fabric that comforts and lets things in. Shadow's gloves are leather -- a fabric that's firm, resistant, impenetrable. SO MUCH thought and detail went into designing Shadow. AND SUPER SHADOW OH MYGOOOODDDDDDDD. He looked like an angel! I have always loved Super Shadow's platinum design in the games, but giving him the extra detail of iridescent and rose gold quills in the movie was so freaking beautiful. I truly can't fault a single thing about him in this movie. A thousand kisses to Keanu Shadow.

TEAM SONIC. That's right, I'm addressing the group here because this movie really treated each member of Team Sonic as equals and I loved it. Sonic may be the leader, but Knuckles packed this movie full of action, heart and laughs. Idris Elba and the writers found a great balance for Knuckles in that he delivered what I thought were some of the funniest lines of the film, but it didn't lessen the impact of his more serious scenes. When Knuckles is arguing with Sonic about using the Chaos Emeralds, there is so much tension and I feel like they really nailed the gravity of that fight. Knuckles ultimately chooses not to battle Sonic, but I felt that him reminding Sonic of their oath and pointing out that Sonic is breaking it was actually MORE of a punishment than a punch to the face. We also really got to see Knuckles 'THE GUARDIAN" in this movie which I greatly appreciated. We see a lot of Knuckles "the fighter" where he's quick to throw fists, but there were many moments in Sonic 3 where he got to serve as a proper protector. I cried when he caught Sonic and Tails and even after they're safe he's just holding them, the three of them a battered mess in the cornfield! AH MY HEART!

Speaking of my heart-- Tails you good boy! Tails showed so much growth between Sonic 2 and Sonic 3 and I was so proud of him! He's still cute as can be and still has moments of childlike wonder, but he played a significantly larger role in this movie and showed a lot of maturity. He's quick to come up with plans but he is also actually in the action instead of shouting from the sidelines. I also really liked that during the bleakest part of the film, it's actually Tails who is trying to console Sonic about what's happened to Tom. You know things are bad when it's the baby sibling who attempts to be the emotionally strong one and comfort the older sibling. And I love that it's Tails and Knuckles who help Ivo to steer the Eclipse Cannon away from the Earth. It would have been easy to just sideline them and have them hope that Super Sonic and Super Shadow could handle things, but that diminishes the value of Team Sonic. The movie made it very clear that their teamwork is what made them so strong and it was through all of their combined efforts that the Earth was saved in the end. Sonic and Shadow could not have done it alone, even with the combined power of the Chaos Emeralds. I feel like a broken record by saying this but it has to be said: Colleen O'Shaughnessey killed it as Tails yet again. Go queen!

This might come as a surprise to some, but the Sonic in this movie is my favorite we've seen throughout the SCU franchise so far. I have heard people criticize that Sonic was a little 'boring' or 'underwhelming' during the first 2 acts of the movie, but I actually perceived that as intentional by design. At this point in Sonic's life, he's used to the whole hero thing. He's saved the world multiple times by now so it makes sense to me that he's become complacent and doesn't really take the time to consider how potentially dangerous a threat can be (I mean think about it, he nearly gets lasered-to-death via the forcefield at G.U.N. Headquarters just because he had to be a silly goof and do a tour of London NOW of all times! Yes it's funny and in-character and I still loved that scene ((and loved that it gave Tails a shining moment to save him)), but c'mon Sonic you almost fucked up the entire plan because you just had to do your goofy thing!). So when Shadow shows up and kicks his ass not once, but MULTIPLE times--and then he nearly loses his father figure TWICE--it serves as a rude awakening. He learns that there is a price to pay for being blasé, underestimating the gravity of a situation and not sticking to a plan, and that's where he dramatically overcompensates and goes on a vengeful arc. And vengeful Sonic is FUCKING. FANTASTIC. I think we as an audience can forget how lethal Sonic can be because he's normally so playful and silly, so to see him lock in and not hold back is actually pretty terrifying (but in a great way!). Ben Schwartz was AMAZING in this portion of the movie. I find him to be one of the funniest comedians on the planet, but I couldn't believe it was the same guy during this act. He dug deep and gave such a compelling performance full of anguish and hatred that I honestly didn't realize he was capable of. But most importantly--he was able to rein it in when it mattered most and Sonic didn't lose himself before it was too late. Sonic is not a perfect character, but one of the things that makes him such a great hero is that he always manages to hold on to the light that's inside of him. I always appreciate Sonic's motivational speeches and I loved that when he's having the heart-to-heart with Shadow, the emphasis is about who you are and the good that comes from the love you have for others. It's heavy and important but was delivered in a way that was easily digestible for younger viewers without diminishing the meaning of the message. However, what I found even more moving in this scene was the moment of silence that Sonic and Shadow share on the moon. It was so poignant and I'm glad they held that moment of stillness and quiet. By the end of the movie, we do get our loveable Sonic back but he acknowledges the mistakes he made and regrets putting everyone in danger because of his reckless decisions. Each movie builds up his character more and more and I think as long as they don't backpedal, Sonic's in store for some incredible things! ALSO! Just like I said with Shadow, I freaking LOVED Sonic's character model in this one! I love that we are seeing him physically growing up and maturing instead of being forever stuck in place (no shade to the games). This character model is SO much taller and stockier than the model in Sonic 1 and is evidence that not only is he emotionally maturing, but he's physically aging up as well. It's just so cool!

I absolutely adored Alyla Browne's portrayal of Maria in this movie! She was so charming and instantly loveable the moment she was onscreen. I've noticed many people highlighting the part where she draws the bunny face on Shadow (which I love) but even the seconds before that where she mocks his scowl INSTANTLY won me over. And she even gets Shadow to smile because of it! The smile is small and only visible for a few frames, but it's there! It was clear that this girl saw more to this alien than a menacing, dangerous little space demon and wasn't gonna put up with his charade. It's no wonder the two of them became fast friends. I don't know about you, but I have been STARVED of ARK Sibling content since Shadow's very first introduction so I was obsessed with every single scene we got of the two of them actually getting to spend time together. I do love drama but so far all we've seen is the ARK tragedy and rarely any of the highlights before that event. Yes the SCU is a different universe, but this filled a hole in my heart that I've been waiting on for years. It did not disappoint!

I also want to highlight Agent Stone. Listen, I've loved Lee Majdoub since Sonic 1, but his character is at his best in this movie. Agent Stone was proper badass in Sonic 3 and proved that he's far more than just a simple henchman. It's revealed that with Ivo sulking and remaining in hiding, Stone has stepped up and is constantly monitoring what's going on in the outside world and immediately jumps into action when he notices the doctor's tech being used by someone else. Eggman wasn't even aware of it and yet Stone is out there shutting it down and bringing back reinforcements to clear Eggman's name! That super suit?? And those MOTORCYCLE TRICKS?? And him dodging a freaking ROCKET like it ain't no thing??? Hell yeah, Stone! Lee Majdoub is so funny and I love how he can be so quiet and stoic around Eggman ( "Resourceful.") but he can also be so over the top like when he's mocking the hell out of Knuckles ("Įt'Ŝ 𝕋𝒽𝒆 ⓖ𝓸Ａ𝐓 𝔪𝕀ŁҜє𝓡!... Relax.") and both just work so well! I think it's further evidence of why he makes such a good partner for Eggman because they're both capable of some intense power but they're also both such weirdos. I loved the amount of emotion and vulnerability Stone had in this movie. He's always had an allegiance to Eggman and even in Sonic 2 we saw how much he missed the doctor while he was away and how enthusiastic he was when he learned he was alive, but it went a lot deeper in this film. We got to learn that there's a much stronger affinity there and Stone legitimately cares about Robotnik and supports him through thick and thin. Personally, I ship Stobotnik, so this movie gave me plenty of delicious food! But even if you don't ship it, I think it was so significant to show the depth to Stone and Robotnik's relationship and I believe that it was Stone's affection for the doctor (romantic or platonic) that ultimately made Eggman save the world in the end. Though I'm still hoping for Jim Carrey to come back, I think they set things up so Stone could take up the EggMantle in a seamless way and I sure wouldn't be mad about it!

[Allow me to pause for a deep inhale of breath...]

Ä̷͇̰̞́Ȁ̷̭̩̰̔͐Ấ̶̝̗̠A̴͉͗A̵̳̠̚ͅA̵̫̋Ḿ̴͕Y̴̨̯̆Y̷͖͍̜̓͝Ỹ̵͍̺͑̕Y̸̜̫̆͋͋Y̶͕̫̱̾̐!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😭💖💖💖💖💖💖😘😘😘😘😍😍😍😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 My beloved! My most darling angel! My reason for waking up in the morning! SHE MADE IT! Amy is my favorite character of all time and I told y'all I was gonna throw up if she wasn't in this movie, so you'd better believe I SCREAMED when her hammer appeared in the post-credits scene! When she walked up and pulled back the hood of her cloak I was in tears and I was TREMBLING! I'm sure they're going to make changes to her once they finalize her design for Sonic 4, but this reveal was so freaking good and got me so excited for the next movie. Her character model is already so beautiful and I love that they turned the tables and have her rescuing Sonic this time! I cannot wait to see what they have in store!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Metal Sonic was cool too btw)

ACTION - 10/10

TL;DR - Highspeed fun that has you on the edge of your seat for every single minute of screen time!

This movie is NONSTOP. I wasn't bored for a single second and by the time we hit the credits I couldn't believe how much time had passed. Every fight scene was so perfectly choreographed and so RAMPED UP that it had me stunned. There's a joke early in the movie that Sonic/Tails/Knuckles' antics are capable of cataclysmic events but the movie delivers on that promise a multitude of times! From city-wide power outages to mini-black holes to volcanic eruptions, there's no shortage of chaos and action in this movie!

You guys. The first time I saw this movie, I was at a prescreening so I was among critics and people from the media instead of a group of fans. It took EVERYTHING WITHIN ME to contain my glee. I was PHYSICALLY BALLED UP, knees pulled to my chest, palms pressed to my face to try to stay quiet. My heart burst through the roof of my skull! Even when I went to go see it for a fourth time, my heart was still racing. I actually had my friend feel my pulse as proof. This movie just gets you so excited it's insane!

The fact that the movie BEGAN with Shadow's breakout... god bless it. God bless everyone who worked on it. It was so intense and heartpumping! And I loved the choice to have little-to-no music during Shadow's fight with the soldiers. It just added to the tension and didn't give you any hint of when and where Shadow was going to teleport next. This was basically a scene from a horror movie! It set the entire tone for the film and showed that Shadow was NOT to be messed with.

I seriously could describe how much I loved every action scene but I will be here forever so I won't, but I have to say-

THE ✨SUPER✨ SCENES. OH. MY. 🎶GO~~~~OD🎶!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I had high hopes and expectations we were going to see Super Shadow in this one, but never in my lifetime did I think we were going to finally see Super Sonic VERSUS Super Shadow!!! Holy hell, what a fight! We get to finally see what two god-mode characters are capable of when they're out to kill each other and aren't showing any mercy. EACH PUNCH LAUNCHING THE OPPONENT ACROSS THE FREAKING PLANET?!??!?? That editing choice in particular is one of my absolute FAVORITE things about this movie. There's a million ways this fight could have been done but showing just how fast and how strong these two are--- even causing the earth to split open and erupt just from one of them pushing off the ground--really shows just how minuscule and inferior us humans are hahaha. We wouldn't stand a freaking CHANCE. AND SONIC PUNCHES SHADOW TO THE MOON?!

ALSO THEY EACH TOOK TURNS PUNCHING THE SUPER OUT OF EACH OTHER!???!!!

I'm having to pause as I'm writing this because even though I've seen this movie four times I'm still getting so worked up just thinking about these action scenes again that I'm struggling to breathe omg

Even better than Super Sonic VERSUS Super Shadow was that final team up. That CLAP and they both turn super had me WEAK. I just about fainted right then but thank god I didn't because that entire sequence was INCREDIBLE. That little exchange of Sonic saying "Ready to recycle some tin cans?" and Shadow rolling his shoulder and saying "Try to keep up" before launching into a flurry of attacks is TATTOOED ON MY BRAIN. It will never leave my mind. It gave us SA2 and MORE. The battle was a masterpiece and it's something that words truly can't describe, you just have to witness it in all it's glory. I will never be normal about that fight scene.

One more moment I want to highlight because it shows action in nontraditional ways -- I am infatuated with the way they depicted Eggman and Shadow's last moments of saving the earth from the Eclipse Cannon. There was just something in the slow, labored movements that Jim Carrey made to show him attempting to block the explosions with shields, and the quietness of Shadow pushing the exterior of the ship with his hands and the metal is just crushing under his palms from the force. It isn't a moment of fast punches or flashing lights but it was so damn powerful and I absolutely loved it.

VISUALS - 10/10

TL;DR - Stellar effects and cinematography not only make for a delightful experience for your eyes but further immerse us into this fictional world.

WOW! I already touched on this in my above notes but seriously this movie was just beautiful. The character models were so good and felt real despite being cartoons (which goes to show you don't need them to look hyper-realistic to convince me it's a living creature). The lighting and the framing of shots were not only visually appealing but helped further the emotions of the scenes. The neon lights bouncing off Shadow in the rain as he's slowly walking down the streets of Shibuya was a WORK OF ART. Even all the moments of chaos and destruction were portrayed so well and so crisp that not only were they beautiful to look at -- I could actually tell what was going on! I watch a lot of action films and it gets so frustrating when there's so many explosions, lens flares, camera whips, etc that I can't actually make out what's happening. I never had that problem in this movie!

FAN SERVICE - 10/10

TL;DR - No, not that kind of fan service. This was a film FOR the fans!

I already said that the cinematic universe is clearly separate from the game universe. However, there were so many delightful little treats for fans of the games that felt like all the creators of this movie reached out and hugged me and said "This is for you!" BLESS! I won't list out all the Easter eggs and scene-recreations because there are too many, but man the joy I felt in sitting there and thinking "I KNOW THAT REFERENCE!" was healing to my soul. I figured "Live and Learn" was going to show up in some way because we heard the tune in the trailer, but I didn't realize how often and in how many different ways it would play throughout the movie! Starting out the movie with a memory of Maria playing "Live and Learn" on the guitar had me clutching my chest and I knew I was gonna be emotionally wrecked by this film! I loved the orchestral version of the song during the final battle which took an already badass theme and made it even more epic, but I do love that they included a snippet with the original lyrics too.

I don't know why people get so upset with these movies not being 100% like the games when it's clear that the people who work on these movies care so much about the games and want to reward us fans who love the games, too. Think about the scene where Shadow goes to push the Eclipse Cannon and he removes his inhibitor rings. That was specifically for us fans. The movie never explains what his inhibitor rings are or what they do or why he's removing them. Not knowing what the inhibitor rings are doesn't detract from the movie--but if you play the games you KNOW the significance of that moment. That was written and animated FOR YOU to enjoy. What's not to love about that???

DRAMAAAA~

Again, I know these SCU movies are marketed as family films and are more aimed for children, but I love that the movies are evolving and 'maturing' over time instead of repeating the same simple formula of some children's movies. With each Sonic movie that comes out, the themes and story are getting deeper and heavier without losing it's whimsy and fun. It's done in a way that feels like a natural progression and growth and I don't think the heavier subject matter will deter anyone who watched the previous two movies.

⭐BONUS POINTS!⭐

This is a hot take and I know many people are gonna disagree, but I was so pleased with there being LESS focus on the humans in this story (minus the Robotniks+Stone, of course). I do not care about the Wachowskis. I do not care about the Whipples. I understand why they were initially in the movies and I understand that Sonic considers the Wachowskis as his parents now, but I don't go to these movies to see the humans attending weddings or doing other sideplot shenanigans. I'm here for the aliens, damn it! So to have the humans' appearances mostly diminished to scenes that specifically related to the main plot was a huge relief to me!

THANK YOU SONIC 3.

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I could talk endlessly about this movie and even though I've written what feels like an entire essay there's still tons I'm leaving out, but to try to move this review along I'm going to move on to the negatives. Again, none of these below items were enough to ruin the movie for me and individually they aren't even worth a full point as far as a review. But ultimately these are things that I couldn't shake after watching and it's why I felt I had to dock the movie a single point in total.

EDITING WHIPLASH

I've already complimented this movie by several of the editing choices that were made, but there's one moment in particular that totally took me out of it and I'm sure you can guess what I'm going to say... Yes, it was the frequent cutting between the Super Hedgehogs and the Robotniks. Don't get me wrong -- individually these scenes were great. Ivo versus Gerald was hilarious and I did enjoy it and yes it was important to the plot -- but how DARE you interrupt my Super Sonic and Super Shadow fight with mustache wrestling! Whiplash is the best word I can use to describe how I felt in this moment. Sonic and Shadow fighting all of the robots and lasers to get to the Cannon was so dynamic and so intense and so spectacular, that when it suddenly cut away to Eggman getting spanked by a giant mech hand, I felt like I just got slapped across the face. My heart had just been racing so fast and then you cut away? Then I'm starting to calm down and just enjoy the Robotnik fight for the silliness but then it cuts BACK to the epic power of Sonic and Shadow --- and you do it AGAIN?! It just killed me!

I saw an edit somebody made where they spliced all of the super fight scenes together and removed the Robotnik fight and as you can imagine, it was infinitely better. You actually had the time to be fully enraptured by the battle and get to absorb every awesome second of it.

The Robotnik fight was still necessary (and yes, even the way they killed Gerald was hilarious to me and I still laugh even now) but they really should have edited this part of the movie better in my opinion.

PLOT HOLE -- ARE WE MISSING PART OF THE SCRIPT?

Although I think the writing for this movie was overall great, I felt there were key elements missing from the G.U.N. plot line that was meant to drive the narrative. This led me to think... was there a deleted scene and the filmmakers thought nobody would care/question it? Here are the things that I felt the movie did not clearly address:

1: Why are Team Sonic and Commander Walters close allies now? G.U.N. and Walters were previously antagonists in these films. Yes, at the end of Sonic 2 Commander Walters gives up his goal of capturing Sonic, but surrendering isn't the same as forming a partnership. Why is Team Sonic on-call for G.U.N. missions at Walters' requests all of a sudden? Then there's the scene in the Chao Garden. Why do Team Sonic and Walters meet up without anyone else from G.U.N. knowing about it? Why does Sonic trust Walters more than the rest of G.U.N.? I understand Sonic is a hero and especially in these movies he likes to see the good in people, but throughout these movies Walters ALWAYS lies. In Sonic 2, not only does Walters/G.U.N. fabricate an entire wedding as a sting operation to capture Sonic, but Walters lies when he claims that G.U.N. was formed because of Sonic's misadventures in San Francisco. In Sonic 3 we learn that G.U.N. was around for Project Shadow in the 70s. Nobody calls him out on this. Even in the Chao Garden scene, Walters is lying to Sonic about Shadow's history! He tells Sonic that Maria was killed in a terrible accident and Gerald was blamed for it. It was no accident! Soldiers showed up with guns and when Walters tried to stop them, they said "We have our orders." Sure, shooting the canister of chaos energy was not the intention and so the explosion itself was an accident, but those soldiers had every intent on taking Maria and Gerald out (if not Shadow as well). I'm sure Walters left that detail out to keep Sonic from asking further questions, but that makes him all the more of an unreliable storyteller and someone Sonic should NOT trust.

2: Why doesn't Walters trust G.U.N.? When Walters is injured in the Chao Garden attack, he gives Sonic one of the keys to the Eclipse Cannon and tells him that Sonic's the only person he trusts to keep it safe. Walters is the commander of G.U.N. -- surely he would trust a member of his team to hold onto the key, right? And if he doesn't, WHY? If you watched the Knuckles series then you know that there are indeed rogue members of G.U.N., but people watching the movie don't know that. Walters telling Sonic to keep the key safe from everyone suddenly puts Sonic on heightened alert and makes him believe he can't trust anyone, but we aren't given a reason why. Even if Walters simply had a line saying "I worry there's corruption in G.U.N." then I would have been satisfied.

3: Why is Team Sonic stealing the second key? Once the Team learns that there is a second key to the Eclipse Cannon and that the Robotniks are planning to steal it, they devise a heist to steal the second key themselves. Why? Walters didn't tell Sonic about a second key or tell him to retrieve the second key. Doesn't that mean Walters believes the safest place for the second key is where it's currently stored: at G.U.N. headquarters? Team Sonic knew Robotnik was en route, so the wisest option would have been to alert G.U.N. so they could heighten security and be on the lookout (which turns out, they already were). Again, all of this would make sense if Sonic was given an explicit reason to not trust G.U.N. and was specifically told to keep the keyS away from them, but at this point he went from trusting them to suddenly trying to take both keys from them. I loved the heist scenes and I don't want them removed, I feel they just need justification.

4: What is Director Rockwell's problem? It's clear that Rockwell is not a fan of Team Sonic (some people just can't trust aliens) but it seemed her character was going a certain direction and then just... stopped. After Walters is killed, the first thing she does is check his pocket for the key. Surely Walters would have known that Director Rockwell would have checked his pockets, especially since she was in Tokyo at the time of his death, again going back to my question of why he wouldn't trust her to retrieve the key instead of handing it over to Sonic? I was fully expecting a reveal of her being a rogue agent, especially because Team Sonic was still trying to take the second key even after the Robotniks had been thwarted. Think about it -- G.U.N. has stopped the Robotniks (and Team Sonic) from stealing the second key. That was the whole point, right? So why is Tom now trying to take the key FROM Rockwell? Isn't the key safely where it belongs and the Robotniks are supposedly in custody? So again, was there a reason Rockwell wasn't meant to be trusted, but we just don't know? I really felt like she was being set up to be a villain, but it led nowhere.

Now a lot of the elements I just addressed can be inferred and we can use context clues to guess, but I think it's the writers' job (especially in a family film) to make it clear why characters are making the choices/decisions they're making, at least by the time you reach the end of the movie. I know some stories are more ambiguous than others, but to me it felt like something was missing. I guess we'll see if there's anything hidden in deleted scenes.

FINAL THOUGHTS

As a whole, I absolutely loved this movie and I am so thankful it exists. I can't wait for Sonic 4 and I hope it receives just as much hype, love and attention that this movie did! If you read my entire review, thank you! I hope you enjoyed it, even if you didn't agree with all of it :)

[sparklykaminarii]

"I'D UNDERSTAND "

[•~college!au, aged!up kirshima x reader~•]fluff/slight angst/smut

[•~synopsis: you find out your boyfriend was just using you, don't worry ejiro will help you forget all about that~•]

[•~a/n: inspired by a situation my friend was js in, send requests!!~•]

you couldn't believe it. after all that time? all those memories you two had together. it was all for nothing.

you and your (ex) boyfriend had been dating for a couple weeks. even though it was merely a couple weeks, you were convinced that he was the love of your life. you knew that he was the one. or at least you thought so-

gradually things got distant, he stopped making an effort overall, while you put in everything you had. you were confused and frustrated. you didn't do anything to him? so what was going on?...

then earlier this afternoon, you were catching up on some nearly-late homework assignments. as you scribbled your way through some equations a light buzz vibrated against your thigh.

curiously, you took out your phone and glanced over at the notification. you had got a message from your boyfriend.

you open his chats eagerly, for once he started a conversation with you. but your moment of glee soon came to an abrupt end as you read the first couple words.

"y/n. we need to break up"

you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. your stomach dropped making the guilty and panicky feeling overtake your senses even more.

you continue reading the paragraph, each word making that sick feeling grow in you. you couldn't believe that this was happening. it had to be a nightmare.

"tbh i was desperate for a prom date cs all my friends going had one and i didn't wanna be left out and at that point they were making fun of me so yea i shoulda js told the truth from the start instead of lying"

emotions flooded your mind. betrayal. disappointment. anger. were just to name a few. you were at a loss for words. you thought he actually loved you. he treated you better than any other guy you were previously with. and you get played?

you drop your phone, tears flooding your eyes as you fall onto your bed, head buried in the pillow below you. the only thing you felt like doing now was to cry your eyes out dry. sob until you got better if that was possible anymore. you felt stupid.

teardrops dampened the pillowcase below you face as you say there in sorrow. but your moment of mourning was soon interrupted by a series of knocks. a familiar voice following.

"y/n? you left your textbooks in the library-"

you quickly fix yourself up, taking in a couple deep breaths and wiping the tears off your cheeks. you swiftly get up from your bed, praying that the faint pink tint plastered all over your face wasn't too obvious.

your hand curls over the doorknob and you open the door slowly. being greeted with a familiar red haired boy. eijiro kirishima, your best friend. one of his arms holding up a stack of books, while the other was shoved in his jacket pocket.

"h-hey eijiro... thanks for bringing me these" you whispered, hiding your shaky rattled voice. eijiro looked down at you with a small frown. "you okay, y/n?" he asks, handing you the books, worry and concern evident in his tone.

those three words were all it took to make you crack. you erupted back into that familiar sorrow, eyes overfilling with water.

you then feel strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into a warm and comforting embrace. without any thought you cry into his chest, a spot in his hoodie getting soaked.

a hand strokes your back softly as his soothing voice whispers in your ear "let it out, it's all gonna be okay y/n, I promise..." you hug him back even tighter, too lost in your emotions.

a couple moments pass before eijiro pulls away for a quick moment, arms still wrapped around you.

"you wanna tell me what's wrong?..."

you explain to kirishima everything that had just happened. he knew about this boyfriend you had and wasn't too trusting of him to begin with. he has a gut feeling something was off but he didn't want to burst your bubble so he kept quiet.

at least that's what he told himself. in actuality he couldn't tell if he was just jealous of him or if he actually had a guy feeling. something eijiro had never told you was that he had the biggest crush on you ever since you two had met. and every time you mentioned or introduced him to a new guy the only thing he could think of was how much better he was.

this moment was no different either. you told him in the past about how your boyfriend was treating you. from all the dry and lackluster conversations to the lack of attention. he heard it all. and he tried his best to comfort you, to try to look out for the both of you. when in reality he wanted you all for himself. he wanted to tell you how much of a better boyfriend he could be.

his blood boiled and his heart was full of fury. "that is so messed up." he grumbled arm wrapped around one of your shoulders as he held you in close, inhaling tye sweet scent of your shampoo.

"I know... im so tired of this ejiro. am I really that unlovable?.." you ask, glancing back up at the red haired male, eyelashes decorated with tiny teardrops. kirishima feels his cheeks reddened and blush as he thinks carefully about his reply. he could ruin your friendship if this doesn't go his way. but if it does workout, his dreams will come true. a moment passes before he replies.

"y/n, honestly I can't even hide this anymore from you. I love you. I mean it I swear. it drives me mad seeing you let these guys take advantage of you like this, you're too pretty and perfect to be treated like this. please- let me show you how good I could treat you-"

and that's how it all started. you were laid down on your back, thighs pushed all the way to your chest as kirishima towered over you.

"relax for me mamas... ima make you feel so good..." he cooes into your ear, hand caressing your cheek. you listen to him and let go of all the tension you were holding in, a breathy exhale leaving your lips.

kirishima teases his tip in between your fold and clit, making the both of you let out a small moan. soon enough he gently pushes himself in, groaning at the way your wet walls clam down on his length. you grip the bedsheets next to you as the feeling of the pleasureable yet painful stretch engulfs your senses.

"you okay princess? can I start?..." he asks, checking in for any signs of discomfort on your face. it took everything in him to not start moving and pound the life out of you, he had fantasized about this moment since forever and it was finally in his hands.

you nod, and kirishima starts moving at a slow pace, making sure you were okay, after all the last thing he would ever want to do, is to hurt you. but soon enough he picks up the pace gradually, making you cry out for more. "your takin it so well for me mamas..." he praises, his hips bucking into your cunt even quicker.

"f-fuck she was made for me hm? bet that lameass boyfriend couldn't get ya like this" he mumbles, pointing your chin down to make sure you maintain eye contact with him.

he begins to get rougher, hands quickly shifting your legs from pressed against your torso to now your calves on his shoulders. the new position made him ram into that spongy spot, making your moans even louder.

it all felt so good, from the way his cock was now even deeper in you, the way his thrust became harsh and passionate you could only shut your eyes from the ecstasy.

"don't close your eyes on me mama, keep them open or I'll stop." he commands, drilling into your hole even faster now, the sound of skin slapping follow suit. you open your eyes, listening to his warning. he smirks and whispers down into your ear "good girl... you're so obedient for me mamas" he grins.

he pounds into you harshly, faint mumbles of " so-so sorry mamas... can't hold back anymore" as he drills into you, his grip on your hips was sure to leave a purplish bruise the next morning.

you feel the familiar know in your stomach tighten. "m'so close eijiro please!-" you mewl. "cmon baby... tell me who fucks you better? me or him?" he teases. "y-you do..." you mutter out, somewhat inaudible. he lightly slaps your cheek "the fuck was that?. tell me who the fuck you belong to-" he grunts out. "y-you, I only belong to you eijiro-" you cry out

"good girl, listenin to me so well..." eijiro grins and places a hand on your bud, digits rubbing quick circles all over it. bringing you over the edge.

your back arches and your thighs tremble. you let a loud moan as you feel the pleasure overwhelm you. the sight alone was enough to make kirishima reach his own high. he pulls out and begins to stroke his cock, letting out pretty groans as his lips part slightly.

long ropes of cum decorate your stomach as you both pant out heavily. you close your eyes, as you catch your breath. while you do so kirishima notices your phone on the other side of the bed, open.

he grabs it quickly without you noticing and snaps a quick photo. hurriedly tapping on your exes icon and sending him the photo.

"kinda sad that you let such a pretty girl like her go. it's okay i'd understand, you didn't deserve her anyways"

[ohnoitstbskyen]

100 songs to get to know me

I posted this image over on the bluesky, and it got like 100 likes, so now here we are. I was going to write them all up here, but Tumblr imposes a 10 video limit on embeds per post which I find infuriating.

So! You can read the first ten entries here, but you can read the entire list here: https://tbskyen.bearblog.dev/100-songs-to-get-to-know-me/

1. ABBA - Lay All Your Love On Me

I genuinely don't quite know if my enjoyment of ABBA is something I came by honestly, or something which is simply genetically engineered into my Scandinavian soul. I remember hearing my mom blasting their songs on the home stereo in my childhood, and the association has put permanent nostalgia blinders on me for all of ABBA's greatest hits. Still, I think the beat is undeniable and the mournful tone of the chorus adds some real melancholy to the dramatic plea at the core of the song.

2. Afenginn - Oestrogenmanipuleret Basilisk

Afenginn describe themselves as "bastard etno-punk" which is probably as good a description as you're going to get. There's a lot of klezmer and eastern European folk influences here, but what is more important about Afenginn's best songs is that they go hard as f*ck and it's an absolute blast to dance to them at a show. They played this the first time I saw them live, and the rhythm comes back every time I hear it again. Good times!

3. Afenginn - Ralli in D Minor

With 100 slots to fill, I am giving myself permission to allocate two slots to Afenginn, and for the same reason. Ralli in D Minor is less of a dance tune to me, and more of a headbanger, but with a sufficiently loud subwoofer and a game crowd, you could f*ing mosh to this.

4. Anamanaguchi - Prom Night

I discovered Anamanaguchi as the composers of the title track to the Nerdist podcast back in the day, and being unfamiliar with the concept of chiptunes, I was drawn in initially by the sheer novelty of hearing the squeaks and bloops of my gaming childhood employed towards rock tunes and combined with "real" instruments.

Beyond the gimmick, though, Anamanaguchi won me over fully with the Scott Pilgrim game soundtrack, and then 2013's Endless Fantasy, where the gimmick of chiptune nostalgia noise (at least for me) finally coalesced into something that felt entirely like its own thing. Plus I'm a sucker for exactly this kind of bright dance pop, and Bianca Raquel's vocals here are a perfect match for the tone of the music.

5. Jennifer Hudson - Memory

2019s Cats is a fascinating fucking disaster. Tom Hooper is the worst director of musicals in my living memory, the abuse of the VFX staff extended beyond brutal crunch and absurd challenge imposed by a director who had no idea what the hell he was asking them to do all the way into an astonishingly arrogant and condescending joke from Rebel Wilson and James Corden at the expense of workers who were the last people at fault for the disaster that the movie became (look in the fucking mirror, Wilson and Corden, your performances were rancid).

Still, the silver lining of Cats is we got to hear Jennifer Hudson shake the world on its foundations with her rendition of Memory. I don't give a shit what anyone says, this performance is transcendent and no amount of institutional failure can dim its quality.

6. Annette Bjergfeldt - Min Bærende Bjælke

Annette is one of my mother's oldest friends, and a prolific singer-songwriter now turned author. I've been going to her concerts since I was a little child, and while I am absolutely not the target audience for any of it, it has stuck with me as part of my musical vocabulary deep into adulthood.

She has experimented with brass band accompaniment a few times, but for my money, nothing quite comes close to the floating, optimistic vibe of Min Bærende Bjælke. It sounds like a very particular kind of lasting romance, which of course is also what the lyrics are about.

7. Hozier - Blood Upon the Snow

We'll get more than one Hozier song on this list, but Blood Upon the Snow stands out to me as a song which easily transcends the videogame soundtrack promotional tie-in nature of its conception. Bear McCreary's hurdy gurdy and lyrics about surviving through adversity by holding on to existence with your teeth and nails... yeah, it hits with me. There's something real in that.

"The trees deny themselves nothing that makes them grow, no rainfall, no sunshine, no blood upon the snow." Something about that feels real.

8. The Beatles - Something

idk if I really need to write anything about George Harrison's most famous love song that hasn't been written more extensively by a million dad-rock enthusiasts before me.

I will say, this is one of the few songs I listen to regularly that justify the expensive audiophile headphones I invest in. There's a LOT to hear on a good, lossless, original mix of this song, if you're the kind of pervert who gets off to listening to a song a hundred times to focus on different parts of the soundscape. (it's me, I am the pervert)

9. Blink-182 - Adam's Song

I discovered a lot of my music taste as a young man from extremely low-resolution AMVs that my friend used to download off sketchy file-sharing sites. Blink-182 entered my musical lexicon through the one above, specifically, piggybacking off of my teenage love of Dragon Ball.

I never really grokked what the lyrics were actually about, until relistening to the song years later, but something about the minor-key wail of the thing really sat with my angsty teenage soul and has stuck with me ever since. I cannot listen to this song without that music video playing in my head, the song will forever belong to Vegeta.

There's remastered versions of this AMV out there, apparently, but if it's not 144p with tinny audio, it's just not right. That's not what the song is supposed to sound like, not to me.

10. Blink-182 - Miss You

Blink-182 is one of those bands I discovered via anime AMVs and listened to obsessively for a period as a teenager (The Offspring will show up later on this list), and then fell entirely out of touch with for years until discovering much later in life that they did, in fact, keep releasing music. I Miss You from their self-titled 2003 album felt, when I discovered it sometime in the early 2010s, like a much more mature and interesting sound from a band which had gotten stuck associated with my adolescent superpower kung-fu fantasies which I was, at the time, feeling a bit embarrassed about.

The song had a resurgence on TikTok a little while ago as a meme template, which made me listen to the albums again, and rediscover yet again that Blink-182 is, in fact, still putting out albums.

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The rest of the list is here: https://tbskyen.bearblog.dev/100-songs-to-get-to-know-me/

[voltaridylla]

High school Jimmy Valmer headcanons (Matt and Trey give him more scenes I’m begging.)

-Italian-American. Before you ask, yes, it is on his mom’s side. He also has some relatives he’s never met before living over in Italy.

-Smoked medicinal weed for a period in high school to help with his aches because of his cerebral palsy but when asked about it he played it up to be cool. He���s in his head at times so he tries to seem cooler but it works most of the time.

-This guy has like NO enemies. Literally no one has qualms about him, he even gets on with Nathan at some point - not like pals but they talk. They like to roast the hell out of eachother so it’s like frenemies but they have each other’s backs now.

-Considering in canon, I believe he’s one of the first to uh… do it. (💀) So I think in the highschool setting or we tweak canon EVER SO SLIGHTLY, his friends go to him for advice about it and depending on who it is he will either a) make it out to be terrifying and scary just to get a funny reaction or b) actually have a serious sit down chat about it.

-When he is serious, he can give very good advice. We see this in canon anyway but I think it should be mentioned.

-A giant rap fan. Specifically, g-funk and west coast - so like 2Pac, 50 Cent etcetc if you catch my drift. He had THOSE embarrassing phases where he literally mourned the loss of those names as if he was around when the news dropped and acted like he personally knew them (bro wasn’t even born then.) (I did this too with pink floyd actually and it’s really embarrassing… good lord.)

-Plays ukelele. I know this is canon but I like to imagine him playing the spongebob soundtrack songs for fun and like he does it really well.

-Has a letterboxd account and has a long consecutive ranking of the best comedies in his opinion. His reviews are essay style analysis on where the movie shines in slap-stick, line delivery etc. It’s kind of pretentious but he even made a column in the school paper talking about what movies to watch that recently dropped in theatres and it was a success.

-I’ve talked about this before but he is an anime fan. Nothing can convince me otherwise. His favourites are shit like Berserk and One Piece though and he’s super pretentious about it at times. Iykyk he probably quoted the ‘can we get much higher?’ meme too many times. He and Stan rip on each other’s favourite shows.

-Obsessed with Skeptic’s hcs for him too so I’ll snag this one - he likes to put those wired lights around his crutches depending on occassion. It’s Christmas?? Christmas lights on crutches. Prom or graduation? those pure bright lights.

-24/7 on instagram reels and sends the most diabolical ones to the groupchat. He’s knee deep in meme culture and hops on the trends so yeah, he’s seen the minecraft movie and dressed in a suit to see minions: rise of gru.

-I think in the show we see him get attached easily so I think he can be insistent on the gang meeting up often and he’s definitely felt down in the dumps before because some people couldn’t make it to whatever gathering he had planned. In saying that, he would probably be one of the best at throwing parties and highschool reunions because he cares about having a great audience.

-Out of his friends, I think he’s closest to Tolkien, Clyde and Stan. He and Tolkien like to joke together and chat shit (they probably trust eachother the most in their friend group.) Clyde is just funny because Jimmy likes to screw with him since he takes everything he says at face value. He and Stan are both nerds except Jimmy is chill about it and Stan is just a loser - they like to talk about anime and video games.

-Still close friends with Timmy!!! They go to the gym together and complain about the lack of amenities together.

-Smooth with the ladies. Uses the right jokes and by the end of the night he’ll have a girl at the hip. Also if we’re gonna get into my AU that doesn’t exist except in my head hcs, then I like to believe he and Leslie met in their early 20s but at a journalism function and they hit it off. She was more stoic while Jimmy was more expressive so they complimented each other really well. But she lived in California so they stayed long distance and met up here and there for a couple of years but eventually broke up because neither of them were happy and it was costly trying to see eachother often.

-I believe he does go into journalism in the future but actually kickstarts his comedian career because he had many funny comic strips and columns that were a giant hit and people demanded more.

Okay that’s all for now. *yawns*

[annbeez]

Hi there! So, I finished Complicated Girls and now am totally mourning it. I was hoping you could recommend your favorite Heathers fanfics to try and help fill the giant Chansaw-shaped hole in my heart.

I feel like I should have some super deep cut hipster recs here, but I kinda don't. That said, I will absolutely take the opportunity to gush about some of my favourite Chansaw fics, even though you've probably already read all of them.

Dead Girl Walking and the Demon Queen is the most kudosed fic in the fandom for a reason, and that reason is that it fucking rules. The characterization is so on point, the pacing is aces, it's fluffy, it's hot, I love these girls to death. You already know this, there's zero chance you haven't already read it. I call it out here mainly because Complicated Girls wouldn't exist without it. When I started to get back into Heathers again (mainly because of the Wicked film reigniting my love for insisting musical girls are gay), I thought to myself, "I bet you some people have written some great fanfic about Heather and Veronica" and DGWatDQ said, "Yes, they have, and you are going to be obsessed now," and put me in a fucking chokehold. I read it through probably 5 times before I started publishing Complicated Girls and I have read it through another 5 times since. It's that good.

Yours, Veronica is the fic I would do the most crimes to get an update of. If you haven't read PoshBiscuit's earlier work, The Prom Bet is also very good (I bounced off reading it a couple of times because the first few chapters contain a lot of Britishisms and I am particular like that, but am very glad I pushed through because it's very worth it). but Yours, Veronica really is Posh flexing how far they've come as a writer. What blows me away about Posh's writing is that they are already excellent, and they get noticeably better with every single chapter they publish. If they continue to improve at this rate, and if Yours, Veronica goes the full, planned 62 chapters, by chapter 40 it will have won a Nobel prize for literature, and by the last chapter it will be written in the divine language and you'll go blind from reading it like an Elder Scroll. And I'd still read it anyway. But even if Posh plateaus in skill at some point, I'll still be here for every chapter. Like there's something PG-13 that happens in Chapter 4 that is hotter than the majority of smut I've read. God, it's so peak.

It's Always You made me fucking miserable, and I mean that as absolute praise. I have had multi-year relationships end that hurt me less than this. A lot of Heathers fic walks a really difficult tonal tightrope, given the source material, and there are a lot of really great fics that I don't love for me because they don't hit the sweet spot tonally. It's Always You manages to produce so much angst while still always letting me like and root for the characters, and it feels raw and heavy without ever veering into misery porn. Even aside from the part of it that made me want to die, it's also fantastic at capturing the giddy infatuation of, like, that first teenage gay relationship when it's so new and you're obsessed and never knew that it was possible to feel this way, to feel so much. The highs are so high, the lows are so low, I stared at the wall long enough that my wife asked me what was wrong, 5 stars.

All of these are unfinished because as Chansaw fans it is our lot in life to suffer, but oh well. They're very worth reading anyway.

There's obviously other fics I love but right now those were the first three that jumped to mind and that I have the energy to gush about (sorry for not doing more I'm just very tired lol). If other people have recs, please reblog with them and gush about your faves!

(Also all of these authors have tumblrs and I don't know if it's considered good etiquette to tag them or not? I erred on the side of not because I am shy and Canadian and hate to bother people, maybe that's wrong.)

[6toya]

── FORGET HIM.

⤷ 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐗 𝐆𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐨.

( - 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭! 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.

── FORGET HIM. / - 𝘌𝘪𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘶 𝘒𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧.

The breakup was hard. At least that's what you kept telling yourself and what it felt like. The picture of you and the dyed redhead sat on your nightstand and haunted you, not only in your dreams but also in real life. He was your world, since you two were little. And you, you were so scared to confess so you waited years and years for him to confess. "Eiji! You're my hero!" You first ever fueled his fire of becoming a hero when he "Defeated" your bullies, who at the time were your "Villains". And ever since that day, his nickname wasn't just "Eiji", but also "My Hero." You dated from 1st year of UA up to graduation, your classmates and especially your best friend Mina thought you two would get married, have kids, and grow old together. Live the "May death do us part" dream that many thrived for, but you two didn't make it. You two went to prom together, every school dance, to every party, to the same agency and more together. You two were ride or die, together forever. Until you felt like you died. "Hey um..N/n..." "Yea eiji? What's up?" "I think we should break up..." "Huh... What do you mean?" "I.. just don't think we were made to be in a relationship, I think we should just go back to being friends, I'm sorry..." "Oh um..It's ok, we can be friends...I guess..." You whispered the last part. Putting the phone down felt like your heart just exploded. The tears couldn't stop from falling. From rolling down your face and causing your eyeliner to smear and your vision to blur. You loved him, with all your heart and more. You'd give up every dream if it meant you would be with him. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ It's been three months, three months since he tore your heart out and crushed it in your face. Three months and you see him with someone new. Someone who you recognized as Hinata, someone you've known since childhood alongside Eijiro. You watched from the sidelines as they hugged, flirted, and eventually became official. All with you mourning over him. "N/n you seriously need to forget him! He isn't worth your time and neither is that girl, I promise you that there's better, just please move on, I can't see you in such pain anymore!" Mina protested just as she has been for the past months. "You don't get it Mina..he was the love of my life; no other could compare." "I do get it, I get losing someone you love hurts, and I understand your pain, but sulking in it and allowing it to eat and swallow you alive just isn't healthy." "I wish Hinata never got involved. She's always been after Eijiro, ever since we were kids she's been trying to get his attention. Just wish he saw me, not her." "I know N/n, I wish for that too. You two were a power couple but girls like Hinata just seek male validation and the joy they see from ruining other girls." "God..I fucking hate that bitch." "I do too, if it makes you feel better...Sero used to have a crush on you and he probably still does, he'd often try to get me to hook the two of you up before you and Eijiro got together." "Seriously? I thought he was after you..." "Nope, he always wanted you. I can let him know you're available and maybe he can fix your opinion when it comes to love. He's a good guy N/n, he'd make his single chance better than what Eijiro made out of his." "But if you do that, it'll seem like I'm only after him to fill the hole that Eijiro made...I don't want him to feel that way, he's too nice for that." "Don't worry girl, he'd love knowing you let him just be around you. He'd love that you chose him to be by your side instead of someone else, and he'd love that you're even thinking of his feelings." "Okay..tell him." Mina telling Sero was the best decision she's ever made. He made you so happy and within just a few weeks of hanging out, the picture of Eijiro on your bedside table was now replaced with a picture of you and him at the beach. You forgot about Eijiro, and all that you'd wake up to was your phone being called by Sero asking if you've gotten your pretty head up yet, and what you wanted for breakfast.

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ It's been over a year since the breakup and the construction you had with Sero. And you haven't regretted anything since. You've moved on, forgotten Eijiro but Eijiro hasn't forgotten you. He now watched from the sidelines as you and Sero kissed, hugged, went on patrol together, and eventually got engaged. The engagement was fast, but not too long after the engagement did you and Sero move in with each other and adopt a cat. Eijiro and Hinata fell off, Eijiro found Hinata cheating and remembered how you would often tell him of your future plans together. How you wanted to get married, have kids and adopt an army of kittens, but he broke your heart and tried to play the "Let's be friends" card. Now, he can't help but stay back as he watches the smile you carry with Sero shine bright like a star. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ It's been 3 years since the breakup, you and Sero are finally getting married. Having Mr. Aizawa walk you down the aisle, you smile being the white veil you wore. "Do you, Hanta Sero, take Y/n L/n as your lovely, wedded spouse?" "I do." "And do you, Y/n L/n take Hanta Sero as your lovely, wedded husband? "I do." "You may now, kiss the love of your life." ╰┈➤ 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, @𝟔𝐭𝐨𝐲𝐚.

[coraniaid]

Btvs season four and/or seven for the reverse unpopular opinion

Just for the challenge of it, let's go with Season 7.

I'm not sure how unpopular these takes are, but i think they're probably not shared by the majority of Buffy fans and I know for a fact that there are vocal proponents of the opposite point of view for all of them.

Anyway, seven things I genuinely like about Season 7:

As I've said before, I like the decision to go back to high school for this season. I think Lessons and Help in particular are really good, solid episodes. Giving Buffy a counselling job at the school is a really nice idea and it feels like a natural progression from her getting the Class Protector award in The Prom and being forced to act as her sister Dawn's surrogate parent after The Body. After three seasons of Buffy in high school, and three seasons of Buffy struggling with adulthood in various ways (college, the death of a parent, having to get a job and pay bills on her own) it's really fitting that the last season gives us the idea of Buffy as a young adult working in a school. Getting to play the part of Dr Gregory or Mr Platt to the various young people in school who are struggling with unknowable problems of their own, while still protecting them from the vampires and demons the way she's always done. Honestly I'm only giving this as an unpopular opinion because I've seen more than one person argue (utterly bizarrely, in my view), that the back to school stuff is actually a boring distraction from the compelling fight against the First Evil, which is ... uh. Well, it's good that people are allowed to have opinions, I guess.

I quite like Kennedy and I think the amount of hostility she gets from the fandom is pretty baffling. She is a fun character: not exactly one of my overall favorites but certainly not one I have any animosity towards. She's stupidly brave for somebody with no actual superpowers and kind of charmingly protective of all the other Potentials. And it's nice to have somebody around who can offer a critical outsider's perspective on Buffy and her reasons for not immediately warming to Buffy make a lot of sense. I miss Tara too but I don't think the show would have been improved if Willow spent the reason of the show in mourning. Honestly, she should have been in this season more. She's going to be a pretty major part of my S7 AU, if I ever get around to properly writing that. I do wish the show cared about her enough to decide how old she was though (she is somewhere between fifteen and nineteen depending on what source you trust and what parts of canon you care about).

I also like Robin Wood. While I am a firm Lies My Parents Told Me hater, I think having one of the relatives of Spike's former victims show up and confront him after he got a soul was a good choice and I think explicitly tying this back to Fool For Love in the way the show did was a great one. Making him the high school principal was a good call as well: again, I only wish that this season had done more with this.

More generally, while the show obviously made some pretty ... uh, odd choices this season (First Date, Get It Done, the previously mentioned Lies My Parents Told Me..., the running joke about nobody bothering to learn how to communicate with Chao-Ahn) in ways that make it pretty clear how overwhelmingly white the writers' room still was, it is nonetheless (on balance) ultimately to the season's credit that those writers belatedly realized that "hey, maybe not everyone in Sunnydale has to be white?". I read an article a few years ago that put numbers on how many Black or Asian or Hispanic named characters ever appeared on Buffy and it is very notable how many of that small list first appeared (or were first named) in Season 7. Limiting ourselves to characters who appeared in at least four episodes (i.e. at least one more than Kendra managed), there's Mr Trick (5 episodes in Season 3), Forrest Gates (12 episodes in Season 4) and then nobody until Season 7 when we have Robin Wood (14 episodes), Kennedy (12 episodes), Rona (9 episodes) and Chao-Ahn (7 episodes). And all four of these characters survive the season, too, which is more than you can say about Forrest or Mr Trick.

I think Storyteller is genuinely a very good episode. Yeah, Andrew Wells is in this season far too much. Yeah, the lessons he learns this episode don't stick at all, which is a real shame (I kind of hate the "Dark Slayer" / killing a vulcan bit he does in Dirty Girls for this very reason). Yeah, of the Trio, Jonathan is by far the more sympathetic character (and not just because we've known him for longer) and maybe it's not fair he died and the guy who killed him got to join the group. But that's sort of the point, isn't it? Life isn't fair. The writing of Season 7 often feels a bit weird, with characters acting oddly for the demands of the plot and not in ways that feel organic or natural to them, but the brilliance of Storyteller is that -- by framing this all from Andrew's perspective -- it's able to make that work in a way it doesn't in a lot of other cases. And it manages a nice mix of humor ("why can't you just masturbate like the rest of us?" or "here's something you'll find interesting, gentle viewers ... look at the fine work Xander did replacing the window sash" and all the little mythology gags like Andrew calling Xander "the heart" or wondering out loud why vampires show up on film or Buffy slapping a girl to stop her turning invisible) and some genuine pathos (Andrew's tearful breakdown at the end when he admits to killing his friend Jonathan and being scared about dying and his final message to camera at the end when he admits he thinks he doesn't deserve to survive are really good!). Actually, as much as I love Faith and as much I enjoy her return to the show in its last few episodes, and as well as I think Chosen works as a series finale, I honestly think Storyteller might be the show's last truly great episode.

I like Buffy's cookie dough speech in Chosen. Saw a bit of second-hand discourse on here recently about whether we should believe Spike or Buffy about whether or not Buffy meant her final "I love you" to Spike, but -- whatever side you come down on on that -- I think it's good that the show realized that the ending didn't need to have Buffy pick her true soulmate forever. That we could have some ambiguity about what Buffy truly felt about Spike at the end; that this wasn't a question that needed to be definitively resolved either way. That this is first and foremost Buffy's story, and that she's more than just a participant in her romantic relationships. That you don't need to have your whole life figured out by age twenty two in order to be happy. And yeah, obviously, I also like the fact that if you're willing to do a little mental gymnastics you can read this scene as Buffy slowly beginning to figuring out she's a (deeply, deeply repressed) lesbian, sure. We even get a fun nod to Season 3's "Slayer pride parade" bit, when -- after Buffy explains that she's starting to realize that she used to think there was "something wrong with" her because she couldn't ever make "the guy thing" work, but "maybe I'm not supposed to" -- Angel nods like he gets it and says "because you're a Slayer?".

And, yeah, Chosen is a really good series finale. Is it a great episode in its own right? Does it do a good job of tying together all the different narrative elements this season offered up? Do I care about the big CGI fight against supposedly super-powered vampires who now seem to die awfully easily after all? Do I understand why Sunnydale is suddenly landlocked (a crater in the middle of the desert) after previously being shown as having docks and a beach? This is a post for positive opinions, so of course I cannot answer those questions. But -- as an end to the story of Buffy the Vampire Slayer -- I think it is pretty close to perfect. I will never understand people who think Season 5's The Gift would have worked better as a series finale. Buffy wins! She doesn't have to die or sacrifice herself or the people she loves or lose her powers or move to San Francisco and join the police force. She rewrites the rules of the show and gets to live her own life! That final shot of Buffy slowly smiling as Faith reminds her she's not the only Chosen One anymore and Dawn asks her what they're going to do now is so, so good. Honestly just that moment alone is almost enough to redeem the whole season. And thank goodness nobody's planning to ruin it all by rebooting the series.

[queenimmadolla]

“Your my best friend” Fluff and romance with Eddie?

love this!

  “You’re my best friend, Eddie. Of course I want to talk to you, be around you. Things are just…different now. It’s not just you and me anymore.”

  Eddie froze mid-pace, hands placed on his lower back as he stared at you. You were sitting on a log, on his jacket because he knew you hated getting your clothes dirty–you hadn’t even asked before he was spreading it down for you when you’d arrived at the secluded location half an hour ago.

  You were right, he knew it. Things were different. Had been different. Because you two weren’t just best friends. Not since his second failed year as a senior. That had been the year he’d fully realized his attraction to you and how it went far beyond just physical interest. Now, you had this bullshit ships passing in the night thing going on.

  Eddie Munson was in love with you. And he knew you had feelings for him, too.

  That scared the living shit out of him. So, he did what he did best. 

  He ran.

  It should’ve been you he took to prom, but it was Carly Sorenson at his side that night– giving Zeke Evans the chance to have you pressed against him. And then it should’ve been you he was crooning love songs to on Valentine’s Day the following year, but it had been Maggie Walthers on the other end of all that affection since Zeke Evans was continuously surprising you with obnoxiously cute gifts at every damn corner. This year…two months ago, it was Chrissy Cunningham pressing a kiss to his cheek as they both ended their relationship because their hearts belonged to people who weren’t each other.

  And it was still Zeke Evans who was trying to reconcile with you now that your on-and-off relationship was indeed off.

  Eddie knew you were considering it, that's why you’d been so distant with him, making it nearly impossible for him to confess, even if he could find the words and bravery to do so.

  He’d managed to get you down to Lover’s Lake and brought up your avoidance, but apparently you hadn’t been avoiding him. You just hadn’t been looking for him like you always did when you were single. Which made him panic, because he knew you went looking for him to try and tell him how you felt and he always had shitty timing so he was with someone else. But you hadn’t this time.

  You hadn’t gone looking for him. You didn’t want him anymore. He fucked everything up by waiting this long and Zeke would forever have the honor of being your person.

  Eddie tried not to wince, his smile appearing more defeated than bitter because despite the gaping hole sensation spreading from his stomach to his chest–he could live with the heartbreak if he knew you were happy, and that he’d always have his best friend.

  “It’s not, huh?” The tip of his battered Reeboks met a rock, kicking it across the water. Well, that was far-fetched, stupid thing didn’t even skip. Just sank with an unimpressive plomp. Like Eddie. 

  He glanced up at you through long lashes, only a little wet from a moment of weakness on the drive up to meet you. You shook your head, lips twisted into a mournful smile of your own as you fiddled with your fingers.

  “Didn’t think so.” He mumbled, more to himself as he sat down on the log, right next to you. You bumped your shoulder to his and he did the same, huffing as a speckle of joy returned to him, “You wanna know a secret?”

  You lifted your chin.

  “You’re my best friend, too.”

  Eddie let out an inhuman sound as you playfully whacked his chest. 

  “That’s not a secret, Eddie! There is literally not a singular soul in town who doesn’t know that. Even the Mayor knows!”

  Eddie let out a content sigh as he thought back to that boring town hall meeting he’d been forced to attend for extra credit–and he hadn’t been able to lie about going since every participant had to check in with O’Donnell, who had also been in attendance. Like the angel you were, you’d offered to go with him. But Eddie had decided he’d much rather appreciate you in a setting that wasn’t that one, so he stood up, shrieked something about communism, grabbed your hand and ran the hell out of there.

  And he still got his extra credit ‘cause he showed up, O’Donnell hadn’t wanted to give it to him but you’d successfully argued for him.

  With the way Eddie made sure to take you with him when he fled, he was positive the Mayor thought the two of you were more than friends. If only.

  “That’s pretty legendary, I’m happy for us.” He commented, elbow resting on his knees and chin resting on his fist.

  You laughed into his shoulder and the misery faded entirely from Eddie, how could he be even a little bit sad with you nuzzling into him like that? The depression could wait until he got home.

  “I’m happy for us, too.” You agreed, placing your hands on either side of you and straightening, leaving Eddie feeling oh so suddenly cold, and with something else. 

  Your hand was right there, palm down on his jacket. All he had to do was be brave enough to hold it. Unlike all the other times he’d held your hand–always leading you somewhere, making sure you didn’t get lost in a crowd, helping you up and helping you down–this one would have no real purpose other than to simply hold your hand.

  No more platonic meanings. Purely romantic. 

  You’d immediately know what he was trying to say. Trying to tell you.

  And you could easily crush him, crush his heart, crush his soul by rightfully prying your hand away and leaving him behind, broken for daring to defy the What If. 

  It’s what he’d been scared of all these years, what kept him running and from asking you to be his. Everything would change in an instant, be it for better or for worse.

  Eddie didn’t have to think twice, he could put himself back together, tape the shards of himself in place but he couldn’t let you go again.

  He placed his palm over your much smaller one.

  You turned your hand over, palm up, so you could intertwine your fingers and he squeezed.

  You were wrong, you both knew it.

  It was just you and Eddie.

[eddiegettingshot]

okay. mourning s1-s4 tim minear anon here. just finished my season 3 rewatch and ohhhhh boy oh boy. honestly I could write so much about that finale alone because s6 and s7 have made me forget what a good finale can be (athough I will say that the s3 finale has me thinking a wholeeee bunch of insane things about the s7 finale like buddie things and how the writing choices are were insane (complementary) that I will not elaborate on here because Im already rambling too much about how good s3 is). but genuinely all the character arcs were SO GOOD this season its insane. athena (hate the copaganda here but the general emotional journey with athena and athena/may): establishing what being a cop means to her -> showing that not even the murder of her fiance could sway her from policing and finally arresting the man that did it -> experiencing something traumatic first hand that makes her question her ability to do the job again. and then may: hating what her mom does, going as far as to write her college essay about it, then insisting on taking the pictures with her mom for prom despite her injuries from policing/not being ashamed of her. and also appreciating it to the point of also wanting to help people but as an acab truther pursuing a different way of doing it (911 operator. also imagine they made may a cop thank god that didnt happen lmao). michaels feeling of loneliness and isolation leading up to his diagnosis, then ending the season by meeting his endgame and knowing he gets to live. buck starting the season being insecure about losing his place with the 118 and being the person left behind again and ending the season confronting the last person who left him + feeling secure in his relationships with the 118. bobby's refusal to let buck do anything at the beginning of the season due to his injury + general recklessness vs doing buck's suggested rescue to save both victims. both the henren IVF/fostering arc AND the hen arc were great and thank god because the henren of it all was seriously lacking before this season. but hitting the girl with the ambulance -> reconnecting with her first rescue -> introducing her issues with Drs and their ability to listen and help patients to their full ability -> pursuing med school SO GOOD. and remember when madney used to get character arcs UGHH soooo good. developing chim + his mom/albert/his dad more. having maddie actually confront what happened with doug via therapy (btw maddie stalker plot good example of how to do an insane storyline well!!). this leading into the love confession and also the conclusion/start to the pregnancy arc they set up in !!! episode 1 !!! them not just dropping the josh arc completely after the heist trauma he suffered and seeing it through to a satisfying conclusion. and like I do have one nitpick in hindsight like the eddie arc was so good up until he got caught in the fighting ring and he cried about the divorce and then it was just never brought up again in favour of doing the mini chris stories in 3x10/3x12/3x15. like you literally had a chance to address and conclude eddie's mourning shannon arc in eddie begins or the episodes surrounding that and just didnt LMAO idk maybe they had plans and it got scrapped for the buck/red/abby arc because connie agreed to come back because really it was the only thing that did not feel concluded relative to literally every other character arc this season. anyways where is this tim. TIM WAKE UP!!! come back and give your characters arcs!!! one thing that is super obvious from rewatching the early seasons is there is still SO MUCH interesting stuff to explore with these characters!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am begging please give eddie a story with a satisfactory conclusion please give maddie and chim stories please stop torturing hen and karen via fostering/adoption please conclude a buck plot in satisfactory fashion please have bobby and athena explore his past properly please make ravi a main

ohhhh my god THIS MADE ME MOURN S3 TOO 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 what the fuck COME BACK TIM 😭😭😭😭😭 i want him BACK 😭😭😭😭😭

[thwipsthrown]

finally wrote a verses page, figured i should make it mobile-friendly too.

REMY ‘GAMBIT’ LEBEAU:

currently only one verse based in a nebulous version of the comics and x-men 97. assumes anna & remy are married to their civilian (but still mutant) third partner, robin. single ship with @hopedefined & @auroradicit.

PETER PARKER:

main verse: earth-1049. mix of tasm 1&2 and insomniac’s spider-man series. substitute teacher & freelance photographer. semi-retired hero. rebuilding the emily-may foundation.

second verse: earth-120703. post tasm 1&2 vanilla + nwh. a substitute teacher and freelance photographer working his way through a phd in science.

HARRY OSBORN:

main verse: earth-120704. tasm 2 au where harry agrees to give peter time to find a cure instead of going goblin. still oscorp’s ceo.

second verse: earth-120703. tasm 2 vanilla. honestly not my preferred verse but i’ll pull it out if need be. mostly cameos/when a villain is needed in a thread.

main verse: earth-199999. oscorp’s heir. got dusted, his mom died hours later. when he came back, he started self-destructing by partying, doing drugs, partying, and sleeping with whoever seemed interested. doing vaguely alright. as far as he’s concerned, his father thinks of him more as a ghost haunting the company – norman mourned him years ago. now he’s a burden he’s supposed to clean up and make his heir. an embarrassment. harry is more than willing to play the part, until he meets gwen stacy and peter parker.

private verse: earth-17. when norman osborn died at the hands of doc ock, his wife morgan osborn took his place as the ceo of oscorp. and when she took control of oscorp, she also took control of the kingpin’s criminal empire. harry, their son, aged fifteen, was immediately inducted into learning the family businesses, and now that he’s out of college, he’s the one in control. in a committed polycule with peter-17 (@localwebslingers), gwen-17, and mj-17 (@dothesaving).

GWEN STACY:

main verse: earth-65. drummer for the mary janes. ghost spider. gwenom. mainly follows the spider-gwen comics + headcanons. a little bit of earth-65B thrown in for funsies and itsv/atsv shenanigans.

second verse: earth-1048. drummer, gymnast, undergrad in biochem and masters in experimental science, oscorp employee. knows all the shady shit oscorp gets up to and may or may not have been subject in a top secret experiment or two. potentially either another spider-person, or a vessel for carnage. it depends on the context.

third verse: earth-120704. tasm 1&2 vanilla, without the fridge. gwen survives the clocktower (either by not falling at all or by peter actually catching her in time – dealer’s choice) and still goes to oxford. set after she gets her degree.

private verse: earth-17. when gwen stacy was fifteen, she started a band with her friends glory grant and betty brant, with her on vocals and drums, betty on bass, and glory on the keys. they named the band the fight and they were a hit at senior prom. after graduation, she admitted to her best friends, harry, peter, and mj, that she had a crush on all of them and formed their polycule. after finally gaining a rhythm guitarist in reformed bully flash thompson, the fight quickly rose to fame and now gwen’s a global superstar who’s frequently on tour. but she never fails to make time for her partners.

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

Remus doing the absolute most for his trans emo boyfriend (in a good way)

But also "hey spider when you have top surgery can I get you a cake and can we mourn the man mounds and celebrate the new chest?" "Why do you keep calling my tits odd shit... Can it be chocolate cake"

"what're you doing looking at—" "which one do you like best?" "—packers... That one."

"MY HANDSOME MAN WITH HIS HANDSOME FACIAL HAIR" virgil still learning to manage the facial hair but he's got Remus all 🥺 and cooing over how handsome he looks

"I'm scared to do the shot" "I'll do it :D"

weirdly oddly specific but if its an au where they know each other in school or smth, Remus is in the cosmetology program and does Virgil's hair for him so it's not a feminine pixie cut, OR he helps him dye his long emo hair (I LOVE COS. REMUS NGL I FEEL LIKE HE'D LOVE BEING ABLE TO DO HIS OWN HAIR ALL CRAZY AND PROPER)

also if it's a school au... "Will you do me the honor of being my sexy as FUCK date to prom?" "... I guess" (he says then goes home and screams into his pillow)

"HIS PRONOUNS ARE HE AND THEY" "I have a pin-"

"what are cramps like?" "I think if I tried to show you, you'd moan. You freaky bitch" "you love me" "I do"

"will you be my husband?" "Of course, my love"

"LOOK AT MY HOT HUSBAND" sign at pride

"is that a miku binder" ":3"

Remus just being giddy about all the changes that happen on T and like being 10000% more hype than Virgil himself when a new one pops up. Also Remus would be so fascinated by bottom growth. Just gonna say it.

— 👑

Y E S Y E S Y E S REE BEING VEE'S HYPE MAN AND TRANS!VEE ARE MY FAVORITE FUCKING THINGS EVER I FUCKING L O V E THIS!!! I genuinely adore how excited Ree is for Vee and tries to do so much stuff for him he's such a chaotic supportive boyf and the Emo doesn't know what the fuck is going on but just still goes along with his chaos anyways XD Also Ree being in cosmetology is S O fucking D E L I C I O U S and underrated manz would dye Vee's hair and always makes sure he gives him the most Emo masc haircuts!!! (Also Ree being fascinated by bottom growth is so R E A L he can and will gain knowledge about it to the point where he can casually infodump about it while Vee's just like "How the fuck do you know that I didn't even know that???" XD)

[rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me]

Sylvia lore. So much angst. I'm so sorry.

⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎☆⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎

Sylvia does not wear a prom dress. It's glorified lingerie if anything, a short little dress found in the back of her closet; a relic of simpler times. Her revenge dress, as Dally always called it.

A thin cardigan tossed around her shoulders, a single silver button clasped in the middle across her brassiere.

Too-tall-heels that hurt her feet, and a single little purse held in both hands.

She tries a smile and a pathetic little twirl. Bleached, burned curls fall against her shoulders when she slows, carefully reaching to her eyes but smudging her makeup anyway.

Tim thinks she looks like a filly. Can't keep still, eyes moving back and forth too much. He tries to calm her, through the haze of cigarette smoke curling between them.

“Don't you have a dance to be at?”

“I can't believe we used to fit on that bed.”

The mattress sags. Sylvia pries open her clutch, hastily pulling out a small flask. It's done in a few gulps, rim stained red, and shoved back into her momma’s white clutch before she speaks again.

“I graduated today.”

“I know, I watched. Had to leave after your turn though—, business.”

She nods. “I wouldn't wanna stay the whole time either. Kinda had to though, bein’ in the middle ‘n’ all.” She scoffs. “Sylvia Jackson.”

Curls crumple when she lays her head on his shoulder. Neither move for a while. It's a warm evening, June of 1966. Tim tries not to get ash on her dress and Sylvia tries not to cry.

“I wish you didn't drop out. We could've done it together—, graduatin’. Hell, you coulda been my prom date… don't think they’ll let me drag you ‘long this time.”

Tim exhales, a careful arm around her frail shoulders. His chest rumbles when he speaks; sounding gruffer than he meant to.

“Do you even wanna go to this dance, doll?”

“I wanna get out, Tim.”

Out of Tulsa. Hell, maybe out of the fucking state. He can't blame her— he can barely get a word of common sense in before she’s off on a tangent, tounge that used to cut boys like him to ribbons in their youth.

They're not kids anymore.

“We could leave tonight, while everyone’s busy with the party. Wouldn't even have to tell anyone—, well, we could leave a note for the kids ‘n’ one for Buck. Hell, we could just bring Curls ‘n’ Ang with us—,”

Something in his chest tightens when he lays a scarred hand on her knee. “I can't leave, Sylv. You know that.”

“I know that,” she chuckles through quick tears spilling over her bottom lashes. “I was just-, just thinkin’. I've been doin’ a lot of that these days.”

Thinking of what she’ll do now. She was never an A+ student, college or anything after was out of the question. Not to mention the financial aspect of it all.

Thinking of that gymnasium. The walls done up in streamers, fruit punch and class cupcakes to be enjoyed by all.

She thinks of the Prom Court. King and Queen was no contest; who a better candidate than some dead Soc and his mourning girlfriend?

Sylvia wishes bitterly in her mind for them to move on as she imagines Sherri Valance dressed to the nines, twirling delicately with that plastic crown held to her chest, a match if tiara placed atop her bombshell hairdo.

She thinks of the warm black earth in front of his headstone. It's his birthday carved there. It's his name staring back at her. It doesn't seem real; it never does. She still thinks there’d been some kind of mistake. Some other hood torn apart by bullets under harsh street lamps that brutal night in August.

Dally could always out run the pigs. Always.

Dally never left her for this long.

Never.

“I dunno what to do.”

“You're gonna go to your prom, Sylvia. ‘N’ you're gonna be the best lookin’ girl there.” He tucks hair behind her ear, wipes the pad of his thumb under her eye where mascara had begun to run. “You're gonna call me in the mornin’, alright? We’ll go for coffee. Like old times.”

”I’ll call you tomorrow,” she parrots shaikily. Tim nods, Sylvia smiles. “I should get goin’… I don’t wanna miss my prom.”

“Go get ‘em, cowgirl,” Tim calls. He can hear her heels click against the floor the whole way through the hall and down the stairs, all the way to the front door. It slams back into place as quickly as it was thrown open. He stands. Just enough to watch his oldest friend teeter down the sidewalk in her too-tall-heels.

Sylvia will miss her prom. She’ll empty her change into the hand of the bus driver, taking her ticket and watching Tulsa pass by. The sun dips below rooftops, and she’ll make her way into a seedy little bar on the other end of greaser territory. She’ll meet a boy there; her age, another relic from years ago. William— Billy, as he always preferred, Dawson.

He’ll buy her a drink, she’ll repay him with a dance or two. He’ll buy as many drinks as it takes to keep her happy, clinging to his arms as she slides out of her heels and against his chest. She’ll thank him for the fun, planting a quick, deep kiss against his lips.

When he invites her to his car, she’ll follow.

His hair is brown rather than white-blonde. His eyes, every other colour than that pale, lifeless, blue. But tonight, he smells of tobacco and night. Her nails dig into his leather jacket just right, and the way he holds her.

So tightly, so warm, so possessively.

In a way so sickeningly familiar, Sylvia can only push herself closer against his bare chest the next morning, her sorry excuse of a prom dress pushed well past her thighs.

Tim will understand, she tells herself as she settles into his grip. Tim always understands.

i knew where we were going, i knew, and you still had me sucked into the story and gasping when she met up with billy. that’s the sign of a wonderful storyteller-

[angelic-writer]

Matt and Maddie Godrick - "A Eulogy Uninterrupted"

"We are gathered here today to mourn the loss of a kind and compassionate soul."

Madeline caught a few people murmuring in the crowd. "Yeah, sure. Kind and compassionate." She gripped the skirt of her black dress. Why did this have to happen? At her husband's funeral, of all days.

"The last few days of planning this service were... turbulent, but in the end, through the power of the Lord, Matthew Godrick will now be laid to rest."

The murmuring only got louder. "I hope God judges him for how much of a bastard he was."

"Silence! Speaking this way during the service is disrespectful!" The priest boomed. "If any one of you say one more word-"

"This piece of shit should burn in hell for wishing death to children! To animals! For being the spawn of Satan!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!!" He slammed his fist on the podium, making Maddie jump. "All of you, leave! You clearly have no respect for this man! Voice your complaints later!"

The vicars, priests and ministers grabbed the people that were becoming unruly and dragged them out the door. When one of them passed Madeline, he spat in her face. "May God forgive you for marrying such a wicked man!"

Soon enough, the church was empty, save for Madeline who still sat in her seat. She blinked her eyes, trying to hold back tears. That bastard Declan... He did this. He turned the entire city, no, the entire world against him. An innocent man who had done nothing wrong.

The priest ran his hand through his long curls. "I swear, not even a week of this "truthful news" getting out and they're treating this kid like he's fucking Hitler." He clamped his mouth shut. "Crap, I shouldn't say this in the house of God." He caught Madeline sitting alone and went over to her. "Hey... You doing okay?"

She sniffled. "I-I don't know... I'm still trying to figure out what the hell happened. He looked so happy on his way to work. We were planning dinner." She rubbed her stomach. "I was gonna surprise him..."

He put his hand on her shoulder. "I know... I know. I have no doubt this is very hard on you. With the media frenzy and people willing to believe Fox News over you..." He sighed. "Well, I guess it's just you now. You can go over and say your goodbyes whenever you're ready. You can stay as long as you want."

Madeline nodded and slowly got up. Smoothing the wrinkles out of her dress, she went to the coffin that had her husband in it. The man who she loved so much...

She closed her eyes. "Matt... I-I don't know if you can hear me, but... I just want to say... Thank you for being there for me. In my brightest days and my darkest nights, you were always there to make me happy. You never hesitated to help people in need. You even visited your sick cousin in the hospital when you had an important business meeting you had to call off. That's something only really good people do."

The priest nodded, smiling softly.

"When I first met you in high school, I thought you would be like any other guy I dated. But you surpassed them by miles. You made me laugh, smile, you took me out to places I liked... We even won prom king and queen. You made high school worth it for me. Heck, I still have the stuffed cow you won for me at the fair. I think I still have it in the attic of our old house. I wish I could've gotten it..." She sniffled. "Throughout college and even job hunting, you were always by my side. I don't regret marrying you, Matthew... And I certainly don't regret being with you one last time."

She laid the flowers down, finally letting her tears fall.

"I promise you, Mattie... I will live on for you. I will get revenge on that bastard for what he did to you." She laid her hand on her stomach once more. "For our little one."

The priest's breath hitched, then he sniffled, wiping his tears with his sleeve. This woman had gone through so much. To hear that her husband was shot down in plain daylight... If there was anything more he could do for her, he would gladly do so.

Sadly, he can't bring back the dead. He can only be there to comfort the loved ones, to help ease their pain for a little bit. He opened the Bible, flipping to a verse he had recited many times before. "In your hands, O'Lord..."

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

ep 10 stray thoughts

- oh nont…

- aobpuen enthusiasts were really in it now

- first enthusiasts were really in it now also proms texts?!??!

- when aob says the boss he means jason lee right…. WHAT IS SOONGS NEW JOB

- i love the set for when zouey plays the violin in memory of nant like the spotlight shining on him in his own room…. nant being in shadow yet the cause of it all….

- fucking help the way they all looked at captain when he tried to crack a a joke…. i love them

- porsche may be many things but poorly dressed isn’t one even in mourning he slays good for him

- oh jump….

- the presence of sugar daddy this ep despite him not showing up yet…

- first…

- nont…

- what a week to be a lover of pathetic characters haha…

- wait if it was roleplay on the dog mask clip why did prom say they didn’t do knives the first time with nont… unless he always knew it wasn’t nant….

- proms ipad full of secrets lol

- I KNEW DADDY WAS COMING BACK

- oh god oh fuck porsche imma break you outta there trust!!

- not tutor lurking there…

- i am taking the scene seriously but also the discord is really onto something with captainpuen…

- KEEN?!?!!,

- looked up the conversion rate and 283 an hour oh hold on for fisting is 339

- “the world revolves around the sun, not you” puen kinda ate with that one…

- the little giraffes on zoueys pjs oh wait is he gonna have his monster moment too

- the way this show shows dick without showing dick is crazy lmao

- obsessed with tutors bedroom

- why is the light flashing on puenkeen oh hold on captainpuenkeen?? captain… gurl…

- nont having a night in with the clues and a bottle of red

- nont back in his revenge era hope he finally gets to set someone on fire

- oh porsche… OH PORSCHE

- not arguing with a man with long lashes whatever you say beautiful

- the baddie bunch gc is so funny

- first allergic to minding his buisness… i mean we knew already but still

- AOB?!?!,!?!?!?!!??!!?!?!,! AGHHHHH FIRST NOOOOOOOOOOOO OH MY GOD !?!?!?!?!

- i can excuse a glock but SHOES ON THE BED??? aob have some decorum

- NOOO oh my god?!?!?!,!, first my baby

- at least we have nuthphop. they’d never surprise or hurt us 🤡

- nuth in hyperfocus mode he can’t help his hyperfixations be patient with him

- i love nuthphop so much you don’t fucking get it like this song plays in so many of there scenes i can’t even get into it rn but grahhhh them them them

- the way jason lee be bumping into all the characters… i don’t trust this man i think he gonna fuck all them over

- hold on are they all teaming up to take sugar daddy down

- awww keen

- OH FUCK OTS GOING DOWN

WHAT THE FUCK WAS RHAT PREVIEW?!?!?! IM GONNA LOSE MY MIND?!,!!?