#Jesse we are gen x

[thesightstoshowyou]

Super dead meme, but when "ok boomer" was still being used, Jesse would use on Asa and Asa is just "we are the same age"

Lmaooo Jesse would absolutely do this 😂😂

[the-overreactress]

I didn’t watch Gilmore Girls as it aired, and there are definitely people out there (likely some of my mutuals!) that watched it in 2000-2007. (For the record, I started watching it in syndication sometime around 2008.) But the thing is…I notice more and more that the show is intentionally misinterpreted or dissected using the standards and ideals of the 2020s. And you know, that tracks because it happens a lot with shows made during the 90s and early 00s. (Looking at you, 7th Heaven 😬)

I just…I feel like we also have to understand the cultural context for why a show like Gilmore Girls or any of the other WB teen dramas were made. The WB channel was created in the mid-1990s for several business related reasons, but one of them was to compete with teen programming made by UPN and Fox. The WB went through a lot of iterations (e.g. picking up Sister, Sister, original: the Jamie Foxx Show, Buffy, Felicity, Dawson’s Creek), but it’s primary focus at the time was making content for teenage girls. Gilmore Girls was the channel’s saving grace after a dip in viewing in 1999 until 2006 when the CW was formed with CBS.

Everyone has likely heard the story that ASP actually came up with the premise of Gilmore Girls on the spot when in a pitch meeting at WB, and it all evolved from there. The thing is…I just…other than the Connecticut setting and the WASP-y Gilmores, the references, music, and jokes of Gilmore Girls are entirely unique and pay homage to a bygone era of comedy. They’re also products of their time, both in positive ways and negative ones (i.e. any of the fatphobia jokes).

However, there’s not anything basic or cliched about having the likes of The Shins or any of the other alt/indie bands Lane, Rory, Jess, et al. listen to on a tv show in that era. In terms of music/soundtrack, Gilmore Girls is actually fucking stellar and better than the vast majority. You have to imagine Amy and the other music supervisors really knew what the fuck they were doing. (I’d kill for a biopic showing the making of Gilmore Girls from this angle!) Lorelai has peak Gen X taste, while Jess, Rory, and Lane are part of that really cool generation of Gen X/Millenial cuspers who got the best of the 80s, 90s and 00s underground.

Watching Gilmore Girls practically requires you to build up a certain level of pop cultural literacy. It’s actually why re-watches of the show are so great. You see and hear things you may not have seen or heard when you were 11, 15, 18, or even 28. I just wish this part of the show was given more attention and credit, in addition to the plots, characters, and fashion. It’s just as much part of the iconography of Gilmore Girls as the other things (if not more!)

[peanutbutterandbananasandwichs]

Fic master post

Here's a little master post of all (most of) my existing fic. I'm writing again so I'll update with new ones as I go along :)

On Ao3:

-Long fic:

Steps Toward the Water

Words: 16,161 (5 chapters)

Case fic, set early S11 (but written before S11 came out so canon divergence).

Winter has come early bringing with it the biting chill of the years first frost, there is the hum of electricity in the air and people are going missing. Sam dreams of Jess and faces in the ice. When a young woman named Liz disappears Sam is certain there’s more to the case than first appears. Meanwhile Dean is drawn in by tales of people vanishing on the shores of Coldwater lake, strange wordless songs and a woman standing out on the frozen water. It will take all of Sam’s cleverness, bravery, and perhaps just a smidgen of psychic ability, for him to be able to piece together the cases and bring a lost soul to rest.

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-One shots:

*NEW* Looking for Meaning

Words: 1818

Soulless Sam, s6

Soulless Sam tries to figure out why he still has the Samulet.

*NEW* Digging into the Lore

Words: 2425

Sam/Piper (from 11 x 4 Baby), angst, later seasons Sam's complicated relationship with sex.

He hadn’t come here for this, and if he’s being honest with himself he usually would have smiled politely, said “another time” and then vanished off into the night. Certainly, he never would have initiated. He thinks again about the scent of her perfume, god she’d smelt good. Maybe . . . maybe he needs this. Something . . . uncomplicated. ‘You gotta learn to have fun. Seriously, it's pathetic’. His fingers grip the edge of the table again. Making sure.

"I'm Sam"

Make Something Good Out of It

Words: 1,631

Sam/Ruby, dub-con overtones. Not shippy.

The water feels good, cleansing and cooling, soothing the ache in his head as he lets it run through his hair and over his body. He leans his back against the wall of the shower and slides down the length until he’s sat pressed against the cold tile. There’s a grotty looking flannel laying abandoned on the shower floor to his left and he grabs it up in his hand, scrubbing it harshly over every inch of flesh he can reach, his skin reddening under the friction of the rough cloth. He can still feel the ink, seeping deeper into him. He scrubs harder.

Would you stay, as you are lying there?

Words: 1,343

Sam/Madison, canon divergence, (vaguely) NSFW.

A Sam/Madison slight AU, wherein Sam and Madison get to spend one last night together, even though the outcome is still the same.

Silver and Flames

Words: 1,640

Angst, young Sam.

Sam is bought a knife for his ninth birthday.

Ice and Blood

Words: 1,797

Angst, young Sam, a follow up to Silver and Flames

The story of Sam's first kill.

Home

Words: 929

Sam/Jess

Jess finds out there is more to heaven than just her memories

On Tumblr:

Stamford Letter (young Sam)

These vary in length but are mostly drabbles/prompt-requests. Most don't have real titles so I've given them vaguely descriptive ones lol.

*NEW* Going on a Quest (Trials Sam)

November 2nd 1997 (young Sam)

November 2nd (young Sam)

Reason for Hope

Bones (Young Sam)

Soulless Sam drabble

After the funeral (s3)

Why I'm Leaving

I'm Proud of You (Sam/Jess)

Riot (Sam/Amelia - although its mostly about the dog)

Riot2 (again mostly about Riot but Sam/Amelia)

Loss (Sam/Jess)

There's a Storm Outside (Sam/Jess)

Night (gen, mentions of Sam/Brady, Sam/Jess)

The Nightmare (this one's actually pretty long - young Sam)

Once, when we were kids

First Kiss (Sam/Brady, demisexual Sam)

Sam Poetry master-post

[manwiththemagic]

spn s1 ep2 "wendigo"

THATS RIGHTTTTT!! more notes for my lil rewatch thingy.. man I love this show 😭

i love the grimey lighting!! Like slay I can't see shit!!

You can almost always tell how lore based an episode will be based on what it starts with.. like it's starting with random men in woods + death so filler! A monster of the week kinda thing!!

Which also makes me wonder why when Sam and Dean were kids John would be on a hunt for weekssss. Like it can take Sam and Dean a couple of days man??

Why are these kids camping if they're just gonna be on their phones?? Most boomer writing ever. WHICH REMINDS ME DEAN IS GEN X BRO.. and jack is gen alpha😨

bro these guys are DUMB. *Friend screaming in woods* *mild concern*"uhhh brad? What's going on?" IDK A BEAR ATTACK?? GET UP FREAK.

a poca shell necklace?? makes sense. I'm glad these MFS are dying and being kidnapped.

ALSOOO wendigo?? Hannibal reference?? Jkjkjk... UNLESS? no jk..

dangit moving into emotional territory. GAHHHHH JESS ☹️. she deserved better tbh.

“i should have protected you.. should have told you the Truth..” BABY NOOOO!! you couldn't have known :(((

Oh shit it was a nightmare. Forgot he had those. Tbh Sam's visions were one of my favorite plots in the entire show!! up there with demon blood, creepifer, godstiel, hallucinations, and everything to do with Jack kline.

“another nightmare?” DAD DEAN WINCHESTER I TELL YA!!

“you want to drive for a bit?” he doesn't know how to help Sam so he's like "well driving my car makes ME happy sooooo—" and honestly? Good effort pal

“im fine” ARE YOU SAM? ARE YOU.

why are they acting like John will know what killed Jessica?? He doesn't know what killed Mary dude 💀 AND THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY HE'S MISSING. (it's because he's on the demons trail but still..)

"so black water ridge is ther—" “dude check out the size of this freaking bear!!” HELPPPP!! Dean stay on track man— HOLY SHIT THATS A BIG BEAR. NEVERRRRMINDDD.

sams side eyes LMAOOO. "Why is he talking about this bear??"

Ranger guy really just handed out private info to these random guys because they said they were some girls friends..

“why do we even need to talk to this girl???” Sam chill out 😭

“so maybe we can know what we're walking into before we walk into it???” LMAOOOO YOU TELL EM DEAN!!

Sam has had a complete character swap and I love it. He just wants to find John, and kill whatever killed Jess. And Dean is slightly tweaking bc Sam is acting SOOOO careless 😭

“since when are you all 'shoot first, ask questions later'??” “since now.” DEAN DON'T SMILE AT THAT. SAM IS NOT ACTING HEALTHY.. just because you act like that doesn't mean Sam should too lil bro 😭

WAIT HOLYSHITHOLYSHIT!!!!! ON THE FAKE ID DEAN SHOWS THE GIRL IT SAYS SAMUEL COLT!! LIKE THE LEGEND. THE MAKER OF THEEE COLT GUN. THE MAKER OF THE TRAP TO THE GATE OF HELL IN S2/3 GAVNS HOKY SHITTTT!! REFERENCE!!

why is it that whenever Dean is about to 'hit it' or yk pull a women he looks at Sam with a smug smile. Like.. "look Sammy. She thinks I'm cool. Yeaaaaa women love me im SOOOOO awesome! 😼" If you were so cool you wouldn't be desperate for your little brothers validation.

codependent siblings meet codependent siblings.

“our parents are gone. It's just me two brothers and me, we keep pretty close tabs on each other..” Literally kid Sam and Dean core.

So this girl is all like "yea guess I'll see you out in the woods then. I'm gonna find em. I have too" and deans all like "I know how you feel.." DO YOU? who actually cares about John bro..

Nerd Sam finds shadows on bad video. Dean is wayyy to proud of him dude😭 it's honestly kinda sweet.

STOP HARASSING SAD OLD PEOPLE 😭😭 last episode with the guy with a dead wife and kids, this episode with a guy who saw his parents murdered and got mauled by a "grizzly bear" LIKE LEAVE THEM ALONE BRO😭😭

holy shit that scar is so bad. I'd cry.

“its corporal..” "stfu nerd what does that even mean??" "Its—" "blah blah, which means we can kill it! It's corporal." HE JUST SAID THAT DEAN..

sams kinda right.. it's dangerous for this girl to go with you, but deans also right.. she's gonna go no matter what.

LMAO COOL IT ON THE SASS SAM. “finding dad's not enough?? Now we gotta babysit too??” HELPPPP

Dean why are you looking so OKSY WITH THIS. Sam is clearly not right in the head bro😭 all he's thinking is "Sam's acting all tough like me 😼 kinda being a dick but we don't know these people so idrc"

“and your hiking in biker boots and jeans?” “well honey I don't do shorts 😒💅” HES SO ICONIC!!

this Roy guy is dumb. Like they're (in your perspective) rangers, they know what they're doing chill out. Obviously they know how dangerous the woods are??

and another one bites the dust.. RIP RANDOOOOO

dean finally met his snarky match.. “say uhh.. those critters ever hunt you back?” *gets yanked still.* “whatcha doing Roy?” *Roy picks up stick and disables bear trap.* “watch your step ‘ranger’”

OH MY GOD THE BROWN JACKET!! I miss the old wardrobe sm. Sam reminds me of a deer, no wonder Crowley calls him moose.

“your not rangers. Who the hell are you?” SHE CLOCKED THEMMM!! they've gotten caught twice in 2 episodes. C'mon guys. Your 2-0. losing. Or is it 0-2? Idk sports reference.

HOWEVER DON'T HATE THE DUFFLE BAG LADY. that stays for all 15 seasons. I think 😡

“besides it's probably the most honest I've ever been with a woman. ever..” HELP?? NOT A FLEX DUDE. you cannot convince me pre-series Dean had game. no way.

“what do you mean I didn't pack provisions?” THEN HE PULLS OUT A GIANT BAG OF M&M'S. ARE YOU FR??? HELSPSBSB

they are at the cords and... NOTHING. however there's no crickets so duh, obviously preds are around. Like animals not pedos. I CAN'T SPELL FAUCK

“you shouldnt go off by yourself..” “thats sweet. :)” ROY I LOVE YOU OLD MAN.

Also Ben (the kiddish brother of the girl) is listening to music in his earbuds the whole way and honestly? That's so real of him.

I love how Sam just follows dean around, ducking over his shoulder. It's kinda cute. I LOVE MY SONSS

I really don't remember much about the random man screaming but... yep they got their packs stolen. Tsk tsk tsk.

It's so obviously NOT A BEAR. bears don't commit kidnappings believe it or not!!

“so much for my gps and satellite phone :((” oh 2005, how I miss you.(I wasn't alive)

I really do like the old phones though tbh. No texting. (Even if there was, Dean probably couldn't figure it out back then)

“it wants to cut us off so we can't call for help..” “it? You mean someone. Some NUTJOB.” no Sam knows what he said Roy.

Sam dragging Dean away to speak in private omg. Dude I know these MFS are brothers, but they sneak around so much they act like a closeted gay couple. People on the road def thought that— HELL the entire bugs episode exists?? All the real estate agents were like "we sell to ALL types of people." And the second time they got hinted at being gay, Dean gave up and called Sam honey 💀💀

Finally they know what it is, even if Dean doesn't believe smarty pants sam.

sams right. These strangers?? Gotta go!!

“im trying to protect you.” “trying to protect me? I was hunting these woods when your mommy was still kissing you goodnight!” jokes on you HE DOESN'T HAVE A MOMMY!! hah! Take that!!

finally Dean talking to Sam. “no your not fine. I'm supposed to be the belligerent one, remember?” FINALLY.

“dads not here. Why are we still here?” valid point Sam! “this is why. (*Pulls out journal*)" NOOOOOOUHHHH. They treat it like it's the Bible. ITS NOT. “maybe dad wants us to take over where he left off. Saving people., hunting things. The family business.” dude. Sam is grieving over Jessica. Just let him grieve, kill the thing, and go back to law school 😭

“why doesn't dad just talk to us?” FR. I hate john.

Deans following orders, and Sam just wants to finish everything. It's kinda crazy how alike Sam and John are, but in different ways?? Idk.

Dean trying to comfort Sam but saying shit that doesn't help part 1!!

roy got nabbed. DUMBAHH

don't make Dean go into his backstory girl.. I know he looks like a pretty princess in leather but..

oh shit this IS an old show. They said 'Indian'. Which reminds me of in the bunker when Sam corrects Dean and says 'native American'. Idk if it's just because I was raised with hearing native American but calling them Indians is stupid. Like there can't be two?? And they just straight up AREN'T INDIAN?? but WTV..

ahhh yesssssssaaaa!! The cannibal lore of wendigos! reminds me of a certain gay phycologist? or uh.. wait what does he do.??? Physiatrist? WAIT—

okayyyy soooo fire? Cause wtfdym guns are useless?? damn when ARE guns useful.

why is Sam so smart. "Dawg the tracks? To obvious and clear it wants us to—"

HOLY SHIT ROY. we found him—yay???...

RUN BITCH RUNNNNNUUUUH

welp they lost Dean and Hailey.

No way the stupid product placement was actually important. Good job music kid!!

Also not part of the show but I found a pimple on my arm and YIKES the amount of puss— uh anyways..

*WARNING DO NOT ENTER* OMG let's go in here!!

like..

I mean yes they are probably in there but jesus.

okay now the boring plot.. blah blah save people, blah blah bad 2000's effects, blah blah.

Honestly the monster aspect of the monster show was kinda lacking in the first few episodes for me. I lLOVEEEE the monster stuff normally, don't get me wrong, but idk the action isn't peak rn, and we barely get to see the monster. :9

and Sam gets to drive baby!!! YIPPEE!!

[secretagentboob]

I have been thinking about this all day. All of the Bestie Boos are mostly way too young for the following.

Team Brucas vs Team Leyton

Two best friends who fall in love with the same guy. They fight, they make up and then they both end up with who they are supposed to be with.

Team Logan vs Team Dean vs Team Jess

God was the shipping war with Gilmore Girls something that these Bestie Boos wouldn't be able to handle. Rory hurt each one of these men as well as each one of these men hurting Rory. It was bad but in the end she ended up with no one because she needed to find herself first.

Team Delena vs Team Stelena

This is one for the ages. If you were around for The Vampire Diaries you know the fights that people got into with who they thought Elena should end up with. I think she wound up with the right Brother. Even though Damon said she saw Stefan first it was Damon whom she saw first so I think she ended up with the right person.

Team Edward vs Team Jacob

I personally think Stephanie Meyer put Bella with the wrong character. Bella had so much more chemistry with Jacob than she did with Edward. But my god this fandom was very toxic (seems like 9-1-1 is going to be more toxic than this fandom)

Team Finchel vs Team Fuinn

Personally my best friend and I are at odds when it comes to a lot of TV shows but this one is the worst. We did not agree with who we thought Finn should end up with and it ended up in some very heated arguments. Personally I think Finn ended up with the right person. Quinn led him on to believe that he was the father to her child when in fact she did cheat on him.

If these Bestie Boos were around for any of that their shit would have been shut down so fast. There are a lot more but I don't want to bore you guys with my silly rambling but I need all of them to just sit back and really think, most of the demographic for the silly wee woo show are the Gen X and Millennials and boo boo we have been through it all.

Thanks for coming to my Ted talk!

[aibidil]

I watched this interesting YouTube video a few months ago about why it seems like people today look younger than they used to (like, see a photo of your dad at 35 and then dudes today who are 35) and they were saying most of it is really just a bias where our brains impute age from the fashion/vibe.

I can't stop thinking about this since -- and so much of it is about defining ourselves as NOT what came before. My aunts who are in their 80s have these hairstyles that are very carefully NOT looking like my grandma, who had the white curls short do. I would never consider cutting my hair short bc it reminds me of my mom in the 90s with the poofy top, short hair mom do. I have never dyed my hair despite the greys, and somehow this isn't "old" coded to me -- because none of the people in the previous generation ever went gray!!! To me, it looks older to have dyed hair!!!

But just as wild, this also applies to those who are younger than us! The best example I have of this is men's sock choice with shorts and sneakers. When I was a kid, dads wore EXCLUSIVELY high socks, usually white, with shorts and sneakers. I believe my dad died without ever wearing an ankle sock. So dudes my age just deeply feel that the high socks are old-coded and have worn low-cut socks their entire adulthood. But now the next Gen is wearing high socks! Usually black! Like these kids would not be caught dead in a low sock. So clearly this type of fashion identity means that we enter cycles of fashion, or weird onward evolution to try to come up with things that don't have Old connotation.

I keep getting these suggested posts about how millennials should stop dressing x and and do y instead, and I just feel like it's somewhat futile to attempt to get around these beliefs because they are SO ingrained. Even if it fit my gender, I would never consider wearing a skintight mini-dress! That's something that Uncle Jesse's girlfriends would wear in 1992 when I was a smol! No one my age would wear that!!! I don't care if it would make me look less "of my generation", because to ME the connotations are ✨HAVE MERCY✨

So when we look at people who are older than us and think they are dressing old, what's fascinating is that they AREN'T dressing old according to their own definition of what it looks like to be old. And paradoxically, sometimes when you tell someone older to dress younger, you're asking them to wear something that, to their embedded understanding, actually, to them, looks OLD!

Anyway fashion is fake but this is also all very very real in terms of how deep these things are in us, and I think people don't dress "old," they simply dress according to their own generation, and attempting to get around that is pretty much never going to work.

Which isn't to say you should wear the same thing forever, but the potential zone of fashion possibilities is going to be different for each generation, and maybe that's kinda lovely 🤷🏻

[anyaexe]

charanya.delaney@MacBook-Pro ~ % cd /Users/charanya.delaney/Projects/music_recommendation_algorithm.py

These are the outputs of a (very lazy) machine learning model that set out to predict what songs a listener would enjoy based on their input. Partly inspired by (x), using the songs from the discord server for funsies. Made my computer freeze like three times. Have I listened to all of these songs? Absolutely not

Nat:

Already Over - Sabrina Carpenter

The Manuscript - Taylor Swift

I know it won't work - Gracie Abrams

i wish i hated you - Ariana Grande

Anya:

Now U Do - DJ Seinfeld & Confidence Man

Sober Feels - Nia Archives

I can be your future - Mozey & Shady Novelle

Sunshine Riddim - Bandit & Disrupta

Ollie:

Never Need Me - Rachel Chinouriri

breaking news - flowerovlove

Talk Talk - Charli XCX

Strangers - Ethel Cain

Lola:

Unwritten - Natasha Beddingfield

How will I know - Whitney Houston

Say my name - Destiny's Child

Jealous - Nick Jonas & Tinashe

Eddie:

Savior Complex - Phoebe Bridgers

Futile Devices - Sufjan Stevens

Kokomo, IN - Japanese Breakfast

Everything is Embarrassing - Sky Ferreira

Heni:

Homesick - Noah Kahan & Sam Fender

Creatures in Heaven - Glass Animals

Tiny Moves - Bleachers

Nonsense - Sabrina Carpenter

Parker:

The Feminine Urge - The Last Dinner Party

Cool About It - boygenius

why did you invite me to your wedding - Kevin Atwater

tolerate it - Taylor Swift

Rhia:

Back to the Old House - The Smiths

Sunday - The Cranberries

When the Sun Hits - Slowdive

Cherry Waves - Deftones

Logan:

Silk Chiffon - MUNA & Phoebe Bridgers

Crying Over U - Medium Build

Deeper Vell - Kacey Musgraves

Time Shrinks - Arcy Drive

Jesse:

Highway Tune - Greta van Fleet

Killing in the Name - Rage against the Machine

Run - Foo Fighters

Californication - Red Hot Chilli Peppers

Monty:

Not - Big Thief

Ladies and gentlemen we are floating in space - Spiritualized

Teen Age Riot - Sonic Youth

I Don't Belong - Fontaines DC

Gen:

Apple - Charli XCX

Too Sweet - Hozier

get him back! - Olivia Rodrigo

Style (Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift

Freddie:

Whatta Man - Salt-N-Pepa & En Vogue

Party Up (Up In Here) - DMX

Da' Dip - Freak Nasty

Dream Job - Yard Act

Charlie:

Mean Girls - Charli XCX

Tears - Perrie

ART - Tyla

French Exit - Dua Lipa

Silja:

Starburned And Unkissed - Caroline Polachek

Hater's Anthem - Infinity Song

Crushcrushcrush - paramore

Missing Out - Maya Hawke

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Monday, December 4

BUFFYBOT: 'If we want her to be exactly she'll never be exactly I know the only really real Buffy is really Buffy and she's gone' who?

~~Bargaining pt1~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Oh, Captain! (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by scratchmeout

Oh Pacey you blind idiot (Buffy/Spike, PG) by Julikobold

The Spark (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by JSBirsa

Ring-a-Ling (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by scratchmeout

The Merry Month of Magnus Presents... Heaven Is A Place On Earth (Buffy/Spike, G) by temporarytitle

It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Cocktails (Buffy/Spike, G) by honeygirl51885

Spuffy Dates (of the calendar variety) (Buffy/Spike, G) by Gwenie

The Reunion (Buffy/Faith, T) by CelestialStorm

Angelus's Mercy: Part Three (Buffy/Angel, E) by MCorey1317

Ordinary Magic (Tara/Willow, G) by DialedIn

[Chaptered Fiction]

The Mayor Dates Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, PG) by desicat

Slay Bells Ringing Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, PG) by all_choseny

The Promise Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Harmony99

Cherry On Top Chapter 10 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxineeden

Spuffy's Little Helper Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Alyot

A Very Summers Winter Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by VeroNyxK84

High Tide Chapter 1 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by ClowniestLivEver

The Nature of the Beast Chapter 3 (Gen, FR21) by JoshuAB

Healing After Heaven Chapter 14 (Buffy/Highlander the Series, FR13) by Kate

Belle South Chapter 21 (Buffy/Spike, E) by sunalso

The Night We Met Chapter 1 (Spike/OC, M) by TheSadPoet

Twith the dawn of redeeming grace Chapter 1 (Spike/Buffy, T) by winterlovesong

Disease Chapter 1 (Giles/Buffy, E) by guin_ramble

[Images, Audio & Video]

PODCAST: Goodbye Iowa by Buffy the Vampire Straya

[Fandom Discussions]

Angel 30 Day Challenge continued by multiple posters

Giles best girlfriend by joseph

Did Buffy get Jesse killed? by Joan the Vampire Slayer

Discussion of 7.08 "Sleeper" - Aired 11/19/02 (UPN-US) continued by multiple posters

Angel's backstory by Angelfirenze

Angel and Jenny at the end of The Dark Age by lesserwitch

Warren v Willow by pengchod

How much does S5 'Team Angel' remember from S4 by sw1200

Looking for comic omnibus hard cover by Silentplanet

Wesley and Cordelia in “Untouched” by JellyfishDry9464

First time watcher: currently S3 by wisteria_grey

Any other Gen X Buffy fans feel like they could use a bite of Ethan Rain's candy bars? by PotentialLanguage685

REDDEST FLAG by pengchod

What was Willow about to suggest in Helpless? What possibilities? by sadhungryandvirgin

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Newly Added Fics

Nov 25 - Dec 1, 2023  

🎭 Angst  |  🦚 Angsty Fluff  |  🛸 AU  |  ☁ Fluff  |  ♥ NSFW  |  📚 Series  |  📷 Edit  |  📱 TextFic  |  Ⓜ Mature

Bryce x F!MC

Hau’oli la Heleui - @peonierose 📷👻

Luna, Bryce and their friends and family celebrate Halloween.

Ethan x F!MC

All i want for Christmas is you (and a inflatable snowman) - @zealouscanonindeer ☁

The neighbors inflatable snowman is bigger than ours.

And Now The Storm is coming, But… - @genevievemd 📱

Ethan invites Gen to a weekend in New York.

Carriage Ride - @tveitertotwrites 🛸

After a little incident, Claire and Prince Ethan take a ride in a carriage.

Improvision - @jerzwriter ☁🦃

Newlyweds Ethan & Kaycee volunteer to work on Thanksgiving Day, but when their plan for a simple dinner together goes awry, Kaycee gets creative to make the day special.

Tis the night to bake - @zealouscanonindeer ☁🎄

Holiday baking night turns steamy.

Untitled - @zealouscanonindeer ☁

Aspen and Ethan go ice skating.

Open Heart MC

I've Got You - @jerzwriter ☁

Casey & Jess are taking a little break until there is a turn of events - then it's Jess to the rescue.

Platonic Ensemble

Easy As Pie - @jerzwriter ☁

Friendsgiving has been arranged, and food assignments have been handed out. Aurora and Jackie didn't let their lack of baking experience deter them from agreeing to bake pies this year.

Rafael x F!MC

We Belong Together - @rafasgirl23415 📚

[extended: wip] It’s the end of intern year. Casey and Rafael are ready to start the next phase of their relationship.

CH 21: A Long Difficult Night

CH 22: Home Coming

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[bigender-swag-battle]

OFFICIAL BIGENDER SWAG BATTLE ROSTER

While I'm working on the actual structure of the bracket, I would like to reveal our roster of 70 total characters! All names listed below the cut.

Additionall, round 0/preliminary matches will be revealed very shortly, and the full bracket should be posted before the end of the week!! Thank you all for the submissions, and happy voting!

Also hey psst if you post propaganda put it under the tag #bsb propaganda or just tag me!

Starting from the first image, and going left to right in each image, we have:

Eridan Ampora (Homestuck)

Sollux Captor (Homestuck)

Kokichi Ouma (Danganronpa)

Chihiro Fujisaki (Danganronpa)

Kazuichi Souda (Danganronpa)

Mondo Owada (Danganronpa)

Teruki Hanazawa (Mob Psycho 100)

Shigeo Kageyama (Mob Psycho 100)

Zhongli (Genshin Impact)

Yoimiya (Genshin Impact)

Alex Louis Armstrong (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Envy (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Getou Suguru (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Dr. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem (The Muppets)

Angel Devil (Chainsaw Man)

Shiver (Splatoon)

Jessie and James (Pokémon)

Luz Noceda (The Owl House)

Zelda/Sheik (The Legend of Zelda)

Rainbow Dash (My Little Pony)

Spy (Team Fortress 2)

Steven Universe (Steven Universe)

G0z the Clown (Roblox Myths)

Prince Sebastian/Lady Crystallia (The Prince and the Dressmaker)

Jesse (Minecraft Story Mode)

Hura Stapleton (The Office Type)

Mr. Rowan Webb (The Worst Witch)

Wayne (Hylics)

Josuke Higashikata (JJBA)

Hinata Tachibana (Fabiniku/Life with an Ordinary Guy Who Reincarnated into a Total Fantasy Knockout)

Cybersix (Cybersix)

Amanda O'Neill (Little Witch Academia)

Tom (Eddsworld)

Alan Grant (Jurassic Park)

Vil Schoenheit (Twisted Wonderland)

Ukyo Saionji (Dr. Stone)

Vflower (Vocaloid)

Baji Keisuke (Tokyo Revengers)

Haruhi Fujioka (Ouran Highschool Host Club)

Kurapika Kurta (Hunter x Hunter)

Sora (Kingdom Hearts)

Mafuyu Asahina (Project Sekai)

Rui Kamishiro (Project Sekai)

Joker (Persona 5)

Byleth (Fire Emblem)

Sakura Haruno (Naruto)

Raphael Hamato (Rise of the TMNT)

Jadzia Dax (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine)

Kurata Tome (Mob Psycho 100)

Bentham/Mr. 2 Bon Clay (One Piece)

Jonathan Sims (The Magnus Archives)

Marika/Radagon (Elden Ring)

Yuri Leclerc (Fire Emblem)

Haruka Tenou/Sailor Uranus (Sailor Moon)

Klaus Hargreaves (Umbrella Academy)

Sara Chidouin (Your Turn To Die)

Sephiroth (Final Fantasy VII)

Bugs Bunny (Looney Tunes)

Yuuga Aoyama (My Hero Academia)

Susato Mikotoba (Ace Attorney)

Wocky Kitaki (Ace Attorney)

Ena (ENA)

Juno Steel (The Penumbra Podcast)

Basil (OMORI)

Kakashi Hatake (Naruto)

Mizuki Akiyama (Project Sekai)

Kaoru Sakurayashiki/Cherry Blossom (Sk8 the Infinity)

Billie (Bigtop Burger)

Gen Asagiri (Dr. Stone)

Alex Fierro (Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard)

I would also like to say that Ziggy Stardust, who is a character from the music of David Bowie, was submitted, but did not make it into the roster. The research I did said that Ziggy was also Bowie's persona for a while, and I feel as though that is sort of crossing the line of the no real people rule, even if he was originally created as just a character before becoming a persona.

[elvisabutler]

october wips

is there a single point to me using this gif? heavens no but to make all the cillian fans have something pretty to look at. no kinktober this year ( unless i stroll in late with the lazy version or decide to do flufftober and start a bit late there too. ) because i am quite frankly what we call an idiot for doing the smut summer and thinking my life wouldn't go all sorts of weird when i tried it. that being said. this is in order with the exception of the last four fics on ehre where if those get done first they get posted in between the smut summer. this all should get done this month mostly because in the middle of the month, i have a schedule change that is going to net me quite a lot more sleep and thus make it far easier for me to write because i won't be passing out mid sentence and waking up with a massive crick in my neck.

father forgive me for i have sinned ( 68/69 flavor elvis priest kink )

availability ( 50s elvis possessiveness )

wives and starlets and singers, oh my ( austin elvis x olivia priscilla x reader threesome, hollywood era. with an addition of a lil pregnancy kink wee. )

raw and uncontrolled ( 50s elvis face fucking )

spark chapter three

quiet on the set chapter three

by land and sea ( second gen sarge stuff with jackson presley )

come swim with me ( merman austin )

i know beyond a doubt ( selkie elvis, the baby jesse origin )

[oyasuuh]

In the world, 1 person out of 4 is part of the LGBTQ+ community, and in the Pokémon world there are 248 trainers (main ones, like gym leaders etc.). We can write this equation:

1 : 4 = x : 248

x = (1 x 248) : 4 248 : 4 = 62

62 queer trainers. But who are they?

To calculate I will not consider the ninth generation trainers, we will stop at the eighth.

62 : 8 = 7.75, so for every generation there are about 6 or 7 queer trainers.

Starting with the 1st gen:

Blue (Gay)

Misty (Bisexual)

Erika (Lesbian)

Sabrina (Asexual)

Jesse (Lesbian)

James (Gay)

2nd gen:

Bugsy (Gay, not really sure)

Whitney (Lesbian)

Jasmine (Asexual, not sure)

Karen (Lesbian)

Lance (Gay)

Janine (Bisexual)

3rd gen:

Roxanne (Bisexual)

Flannery (Lesbian)

Wallace (Gay, trans)

Phoebe (Lesbian)

Steven (Gay)

Winona (Asexual)

4th gen:

Candice (Pansexual)

Maylene (questioning)

Flint (Gay)

Cynthia (Pansexual, won't admit it)

Roark (questioning)

Gardenia (questioning)

5th gen:

N (Gay)

Hilbert (Gay)

Elesa (Bisexual)

Skyka (Lesbian)

Burgh (Gay)

Rosa (Bisexual)

6th gen:

Calem (Pansexual)

Shana (Bisexual)

Viola (Lesbian)

Valerie (Asexual)

Diantha (Lesbian, won't admit it)

Wikstrom (Gay)

7th gen:

Lillie (questioning)

Mallow (Pansexual)

Olivia (Lesbian)

Kahili (questioning)

Acerola (still too young to know, will be probably asexual)

Lusamine (questioning)

8th gen:

Nessa (Lesbian)

Bea (Asexual)

Allister (non-binary)

Melony (Bisexual)

Piers (Asexual)

Bede (Asexual)

Honorable mentions:

Red (Gay)

Silver (Gay)

Professor Elm (questioning)

Iris (Bisexual)

Leon (Gay)

Ghetsis (Gay, doesnt realizes it)

Hilda (Probably bisexual)

Cress (questioning)

Liza (still too young to know, will be probably bisexual)

Shauntal (Bisexual)

Caitlin (Asexual)

Colress (questioning)

Gladion (questioning)

and thats all lol just remember these are just my headcanons and nothing is true here!

[uozlulu]

Fic. Interview with the Vampire (AMC). The Streetlight Shone Brighter Because It Knew This Was the Last Time. PG.

Character(s)/Relationship(s) Daniel, his daughters; Daniel & his daughters Genre Drama/Family/Supernatural/Vampire Rating PG Word Count 1,625 Disclaimer As this is fanfiction, I do not hold copyright to the source material(s) nor do I claim that I do. This is for free entertainment purposes only. Summary Daniel’s daughters come to visit after he returns from Dubai to see him one last time. Warning(s) spoilers up through season 1 episode 7, set during the COVID-19 pandemic, major character undeath, chronic illness Notes This started as a similar fic but with an entirely different tone and vibe. I liked what it ended up evolving into much better than the first first draft I did. There’s a brief scene about Daniel getting turned. Not sure if it counts as a ship thing or not since it’s a tiny fraction of the fic and not the focus. I chose the names Mandy and Jess because I figured given the car seat statistics, Daniel’s daughters are probably Gen X.

AO3 link

 The Streetlight Shone Brighter Because It Knew This Was the Last Time      

Night crept over the city. A car pulled up to a residential street and two women stepped up onto the sidewalk. Mandy and Jess Molloy were their parents’ children. Mandy was direct like their father, and could do math for days like their mother. Jess sought pleasure like their father and had their mother’s fashion sense, always wearing all of the colors of the rainbow at any given opportunity. Both of them spent most of the pandemic in recovery, neither able to avoid the virus in its early months.

Jess’ eyes took in their surroundings and lingered on their father’s place. She tugged at her gloves absently. “Someone’s got a light on.”

Mandy followed her gaze. “We might be right.” She took a deep breath. “Ready?”

“I think so.” Jess stopped tugging at her gloves. She grew quiet and her entire attention fixed on the window beside the front door.

“What?” Mandy asked. She took a step forward, putting herself partially between her little sister and the building.

“I thought I saw someone move,” Jess said, “but it was fast.” She sighed. “Let’s see what happens.”

The front door opened and Daniel stepped out onto the front step. He stood straight and his hands were still. He shut the door behind him. In the shadows of the steps, his eyes almost seemed to glow.

Mandy’s lips pressed together. She stayed just in front of Jess. Jess peered at Daniel. No one spoke. Daniel observed them standing together. He could still remember the days when Mandy ran around with her Wonder Woman doll and Jess would follow with a stuffed animal in one hand and her other hand in her mouth. Daniel swallowed. Jess’ heart beat as lively as ever, but Mandy’s heart was dissonant and overworked. Mandy’s breathing was steady and slow, but every time Jess breathed, fluid stirred in her lungs. Mandy was pale and thinner. Jess was flushed and swollen. Death seemed to cling to them more than Daniel could ever recall.

“You shouldn’t be here,” Daniel said. “Aren’t you still recovering?”

“‘Recovery is a process,’” Jess quoted him. “It wasn’t a bad trip.”

“You aren’t supposed to be here either,” Mandy said. “Aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

‘Mandy, oh my God…’ Jess thought as she hissed, “Mandy!”

Mandy held Daniel’s gaze. Daniel did not look away. He went down the steps and settled on the sidewalk, closer to the building in the shadows than to his daughters. His eyes still seemed to glow. His stomach seemed to rumble, but it was a trick of his mind reminding him that he needed to hunt. He held his breath a moment and then said, “I am dead.”

‘Well that was fast,’ Mandy thought at the same time Jess thought, ‘At least he’s not lying.’

Daniel smiled at that. It reminded him of his daughters’ high school days. He could still remember Mandy with her small army of short-term boyfriends and choir concerts, some of which he managed to attend while Jess would try to sneak out at night or chat to the pretty girls on the other volleyball teams after the few games he managed to see. When they found him waiting for them after the show or game, they would give him the look they gave him now whenever he managed to subvert their expectations. His smile slipped away. “The funeral was three days ago, but you came looking for me. How did you know?”

Mandy and Jess exchanged looks and then their attention returned to Daniel.

“You don’t like assistants,” Mandy said. “So why would your ‘assistant’ identify your body?”

“The urn didn’t feel like Grandma or Grandpa’s urns,” Jess said. “The weight seemed wrong.”

“So, it got us thinking about vampires,” Mandy said. The word hung in the air a moment. She did not look away from Daniel and he did not look away either. “We were always home alone for one reason or another. One time during summer vacation, we went looking for the hole punch and found a bunch of tiny cassette tapes in the bottom of a drawer. They all had the same squiggle on them and letters. We were bored so we played them.”

Jess nodded. “They were better than the horror movies at the time. Louis’ voice was haunting and we had to know what happened next after each tape ended, but the ending…” She tugged at her gloves again. “The ending was the scariest part. You sounded so desperate. That’s when I realized it wasn’t some play that theater kid vampire probably wrote. You were scarier than the noisy fight that followed.”

No one spoke. Vehicles passed by sometimes playing loud music. Horns honked in the distance. The streetlights buzzed. Mandy’s heart continued to beat as best it could. Jess’ heart still beat strong but her lungs continued to gurgle. Daniels’ stomach continued to demand blood. He stayed near the shadows while his daughters remained under the streetlight. He swallowed and flexed his jaw. “Why did you think Armand wrote it?” He could not hold back the question.

“If I was going to write a dramatic gay vampire play, I’d want to pantomime the unhinged homicidal theater kid too,” Jess said.

Daniel’s stomach rumbled again. A man walked across their path with his dog. Across the street, an elderly couple returned from their walk. Mandy’s heart still beat strangely. Jess’ heart beat steadily. Her lungs kept gurgling. The neighbors’ hearts joined the beating in a chorus of drums. Today marked a week since Daniel turned and since his first kill.

He returned from Dubai when the interview wrapped with the intent to finish the book as a mortal at home. Louis and Armand joined him. As Daniel’s first draft became his second draft, his medicine failed him, his tremors grew disruptive, and his mind went in and out of fog. In time, he felt a pressure building from within and without, growing stronger with each day, hour, and minute as if death could take him after any breath it chose. He made it to a third draft one morning. By evening, he stared at the sunset, taking in all of the details while simultaneously staring at the metaphorical center of an empty hourglass.

When night fell, Daniel’s heart raced without provocation. He could barely breathe. Louis and Armand appeared at his sides, their steps too quiet to hear. They each put a hand on Daniel’s shoulders.

“Id facium,” Armand said, his voice a quiet rumble.

“Of course,” Louis said. His grip on Daniel’s shoulder tightened.

Daniel could not translate Armand’s sentence but he knew what it meant somehow. He closed his eyes. He wanted to finish the book. He wanted to see his daughters again. He wanted to feel the sun on his face. He wanted his heart to calm. He wanted his hands to stop tremoring. He wanted to think clearly. He wanted to breathe. “I’m ready,” he gasped. “Turn me.”

Louis turned the chair to face Armand. He undid the top buttons of Daniel’s shirt and parted the collar, the tips of his nails barely skimming Daniel’s skin. Armand. Armand climbed up onto the chair so he perched on either side of Daniel’s thighs. The streetlights illuminated Armand’s face from the side. He observed Daniel a long moment, his fingers sliding down Daniel’s face before leaning down, biting Daniel’s neck with force, and drinking with intent.

Daniel died in his chair and the vampire that rose from it took to the life without regret. Yet, as he stood on the sidewalk a week later, there were too many heartbeats reverberating in his ears. There were too many veins brimming with blood. He breathed deeply and inhaled the scent of blood from an animal fight not far away. His stomach protested. He could not linger, but he could not seem to leave.

“Dad?” Mandy asked. She took a few steps forward until she was on the edge of the streetlight. Jess followed with each step.

Daniel stepped back, brushing up against the building behind him. He licked his lips and shook his head. “‘Did you eat the baby?’” he murmured to himself too quiet for his daughters to hear. His gaze returned to Mandy and Jess. “I love you,” he said so they could hear it. He meant it. He always meant it. “But you can’t look for me anymore. I can’t…” he swallowed, “I can barely control this.” He took a deep breath and stepped forward swiftly. He gathered his daughters into his arms and hugged them tight. Mandy and Jess had barely any time to react before Daniel let them go and seemingly vanished into the shadows. He fled the borough.

Tears stung Mandy’s eyes and flowed down Jess’ cheeks.

“He was so cold…” Jess whispered.

Mandy put her arm around Jess’ shoulders. Jess put an arm around Mandy’s waist. Mandy’s eyes scanned the street and the sky. For a moment, she thought she saw a figure watching from the window, but the figure disappeared from sight the instant she registered his presence. She hugged her sister tighter and guided them to the car. “Do you want to come home with me tonight? I’ve got the place to myself.”

“Yeah,” Jess said. She hugged Mandy and then slowly let go.

Mandy headed to the driver’s side, careful of traffic. Jess paused with her hand on the passenger side door handle. Eyes seemed to glow from an alley but they were not their father’s eyes. The eyes kept watching. Jess swallowed and got in the car, closing the door with a swift thud.

Mandy started the car, merged into traffic, and they left the city never to return to this place again.

 The End

[h-pelessly]

February Reads

Billionaire Darling by Amelia Lark (7/10) Another ARC read from an indie author. I haven't read a billionaire romance in a while so I was quite excited to get back into it. It was a classic trope of grumpy x sunshine, enemies to lovers. However, I wasn't too fond of the characters being childish. It made sense that the billionaire, Leo, was scared of being used for his money while the sunshine, Aurora, will do anything to restore her father's hotel, but I wasn't a fan of the instalove attraction. And after their night together, one person will always retract and it continues as a circle which is the infamous miscommunication trope being used, but that irritated tf out of me. When they finally get together, the old problem arises and I genuinely did not care if they got together at that point. Starting off, I was so excited since it was a small town backing the FMC up because it reminded me of Final Offer, but the scene and FMC reminded me of The Fine Print, and I wasn't really into it.

Unsteady by Peyton Corinne (7.9/10) I picked up this book not being 100% into it so that would explain the lower rating. But also, this is about a golden retriever hockey captain x black cat figure skater so it makes sense as that is not directly up my alley. However, in comparison to Icebreaker, I understood the FMC, Sadie's problem. Also, the golden retriever boyfriend was so precious that I just wanted to love and hug him. He, Rhys, went through a devestating injury on the ice that makes him struggle mentally, and she's his clutch. However, she's dealing with so much more than just on the ice. She is unlikable at times because she's honestly so rude to others for no reason, but then I remember what she's going through, and I'm like ehhhh, okay, I guess. Overall, I loved the MMC, but the FMC was eh. Solid story though, esp. since it's Corinne's debut.

The Ex Talk by Rachel Lynn Salomon (9/10) I truly liked this one. I might be late for the trend, but this one had me so invested. This book follows Shay, a millennial, and Dominic, a fresh out of grad school Gen-Z'er. They are enemies at the radio station they work at and get casted to host a show where they are exes. Oh, my god, not only is Dominic Asian, but the man can literally exist, not say a single thing, and he will have my complete heart. And there's also a slight grumpy/sunshine trope which really isn't because Dominic isn't grumpy-- he's just shy, and Shay is nice, but she's not that annoying to the point where she acts like a child. Another thought about it is Shay's friend, Ameena, was fucking annoying for what she did to Shay. Like she didn't do anything per se, but she made Shay feel so shitty about living her life the way she wants to, comfortable.

Devious by Jess Savage (7.8/10) This was a let down from how excited I was. I feel like I should've left it where the last book stopped with a belief of happy ever after, because it ended with another cliffhanger. In this book, we got to know Ella more, which is what I hoped for in the first book, but Ella was such an unlikable character. Like it was clear she had some issues that needed to be resolved on her end. The book was just Ella being a brat and being vague about her not wanting Hailey to fuck Jack, while Jack was being adorable. I had to remind myself multiple times that these are 18 year olds.

First Down by Grace Reilly (6/10) Not really for me. Yeah, it's a sports romance, and it's a college romance, but the insta-attraction threw me the fuck off. The characters James and Bex (stupid name tbfh) got together by like 40% even though they're fake dating like.... now what... Maybe I'm just a trend girlie because I was into the football scene in college, but I am now in my hockey era and don't think football's all that. BUT something didn't sit right with me regarding James, the MMC. First off, he transferred from another school and stayed QB, which I don't know much about but that seemed odd as fuck. Then he goes and calls it HIS TEAM to his teammates as if most of them haven't made their home at the team and school 3 years before he even stepped foot over. Also, his appearance wasn't really described other than he has dark hair and is tall (also implied that he is clean shaven and is skinny) but that's all. How is that attractive tbh, and the ego on the man is insane. Though rightfully bc of his status, but his looks??? Idk man, and bro hasn't gotten pussy in a while. Another case of poor girl meets rich boy. Boo fucking hoo.

Daddies’ Girl by Calista Jane (6/10) The spice was there, and it was a good filler chapter to the BDSM, but other than that, nothing really happened. Beside that, it's like a "what if I". It does leave your mind wondering what else is to happen, but I was bored reading it. Another case of damsel in distress.

A Healing Touch by Melissa A. Hanson (7/10) This is another ARC read. I want to dock points because I was led to believe this was a romance when it is more of a mystery/thriller, but that isn't really fair. The story is really emotional because Natasha is dr*gged and r*ped. She doesn't know who it is, and the book is a journey of her finding herself again, finding love in the cold world, and finding out who did it. Troy, the MMC's story is kind of weird, but he's her person because he, or his sister, has gone through the same thing. The grammar was an issue that I caught in the book and was mildly annoying, but it didn't take away my understanding of the book. The long chapters was also very unlikable, but overall, it was a good read.

Unravel Me by Becka Mack (8/10) I had so much fun with this book. I usually hate the instalove/attraction trope, but this one was acceptable. Adam is such a lovable and acceptable MC. Rosie, our FMC, just wanted to fully be loved, and they found each other at the perfect time. They are made for each other. The thing that pissed me off honestly was the "hidden identity" aspect because Adam was lying when he said he worked with athletes but he did let it go too long. Rosie was mad which made me mad, but also, I get that she gets the feeling she's being cheated on so like I can't really be mad. This book wasn't perfect, but it's not far from it. Somehow, Adam went from being lonely to being in a family of 5 within a year. Love that for them.

Bleeding Hearts by Jess Taylor (6.8/10) Like it wasn't horrible nor did I HATE it, but also, I was so freaking bored. This was another book I picked up blindly from Tiktok because I am so down bad with the brother's best friend trope. Not only was Demi a freaking child whose story was basically just her going through emotional trauma at home and acts out, going to live on her own. Like all of this, I'm like you go girl, but on the other side, what she does/how she lives makes no sense. It's like a child wrote this as everything I want. The MMC, Asher, is a fuckboy so Demi befriends him knowing nothing can come of it. There was nothing wrong with Asher, but it was just Demi that bothered me sm. Anyway, the whole book and everything is aesthetic looking, but sadly, the content is not up to par.

[swift-creates]

category: Gen

fandom: Star Wars

characters and relationships: Cassian Andor and Strike (OC) - platonic, Cassian Andor x Jyn Erso - romantic, Kix, Alex is mentioned multiple times but never shown (as is Kerri)

warnings: Extreme cold, hypothermia, medbay setting (after the divider break), awkward love confessions, teasing about said confession, Strike is a little shit

Summary:

@ailesswhumptober Day 17: Hypothermia / Heat Stroke / “You look a little pale” Day 18: Fever / Vomiting / Warm Soup

Stranded on an ice planet after a Rebel mission gone wrong, Cassian and Strike try to send out one last transmission to the people they love.

notes: divider by @djarrex (see more here). used the warm soup prompt quite literally and. for the comfort part of the hurt/comfort. but it's still p angsty with context. this is set in my Rebel AU (aka continuity i created solely to make my TCW blorbos friends with my Empire-era blorbos) and comes chronologically after Jai'galaar (unposted fic where she meets Alex) Yes this fic is an excuse to write Rebelcaptain.

context is basically Cassian and Strike were sent on a mission in the Rebel AU, and were stranded on an ice planet, unable to get offplanet or send any transmissions to anyone. Strike had a big fight with Jesse before they left and said some pretty extreme things and regrets it. also, Cassian is friends with the Ghost Crew bc i said so.

more things about Strike on AO3

“A cave,” he told her through chattering teeth. They stumbled into its gaping mouth, brushing the snow from their shoulders with shaking hands, and huddled at its back, trying to preserve whatever warmth hadn’t been stolen from them by the storm.

Strike curled into herself as much as she could, snuggled up tight to Cassian’s side. He stared at a frosted rock across from them, as if he could summon warmth and help if he looked at it hard enough, only breaking his vacant gaze when she nudged him. 

“Whatcha thinking?” she whispered.

He sighed, the silence settling back down after that for a moment, like ripples smoothing on the surface of a pond, before replying. “About what I never got to tell Jyn. About how much I… love her.” Strike put a hand over his, and he attempted a smile. “I guess now I’ll never get to.”

She looked away, closing her eyes briefly. “I should never have asked you along on this mission.”

“Hey, I’m the idiot who said yes. This isn’t your fault.”

“I think it is.” 

He put his arms around her, leaning his head onto her shoulder. “Well, I think it isn’t. Checkmate.” She let out a short huff of a laugh at that, her breath misting white in the shadows wrapped around them as they both contemplated their circumstances, weighing the options and both reaching the same conclusion. 

“Well, we’re probably gonna die here, so. Any last confessions? Rants you need an ear lent to?”

Strike went quiet for a moment, then spoke in a hushed voice. “I don’t want my fight with Jesse to be the last words we ever said to each other. And I would’ve liked to see Alex again, before.” The unsaid finality of their situation hung in the air, a vulture circling both their minds before she added, “And tell him to feed Badu.” 

Cassian snorted. “I don’t think anyone could forget. He wouldn’t let them.”

“Yeah.” She twisted to look at him. “You?”

He smiled wistfully, turning the holoprojector over in his hand. “I know I can’t. That any transmissions we send won’t make it through the storm. But I would’ve liked to tell her. I still do.” Strike thought of Jyn, waiting for a call that would never come, and buried her face in his jacket. 

“I’m sorry.” She said it again, even though she knew he’d say she didn’t have to. She just needed him to know she was. 

“Y’know,” he said after a pause, “kriff it.” He flicked on the holoprojector, and the small red light indicated that it was recording. 

“I know this might never get transmitted, and if it does, it’ll get to you until after we’re both frozen, but I don’t think we have the luxury of caring anymore. This message is the last from Rebel agents Cassian Andor and Strike Kamino.” She stared at him as he spoke, his expression now holding a resigned determination, then turned to face the projector when he looked at her. 

“First of all, someone make sure Light takes his meds. And feed Badu in the afternoon, or he’ll scream at you to do it in the middle of the night.” Cassian chuckled then, probably remembering the few disturbed nights when that had happened. “Alex. I love you so much it feels like I need you to breathe. I’m sorry I couldn’t come back this time.” She took a breath to compose herself, the memory of the stinging words she’d thrown at her brother flashing to the forefront of her mind.

“Jesse, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean any of what I said, and if I could take it back, I would. You didn’t deserve that.” She sniffled, wiped at her face with one hand. “Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum, vod. Take care of yourself, and don’t let Kix get vasovagal syncope-d again, whatever that is.” She leaned back out of the camera’s range, let the blue light cascade across Cassian’s face uninterrupted.

“Kerri, you be good and do whatever Hera says. No staying up past bedtimes, no drugs and murder, and no boys unless I would have liked them. But I do have high standards when it comes to boys,” he admitted. “Help Zeb around the base, would you? Poor man’s stressed enough as it is.” He went quiet then, gaze falling from the holoprojector to the gray rock floor. 

“Jyn… I’m in love with you. I think I have been ever since Jedha. I just… didn’t know it. And when I did realise it, I- I didn’t know how to tell you.” He let out a soft laugh. “And this probably won’t even reach you, but I love you. 

“I just wish you could have told me if you felt the same.”

He stopped the recording, tucked the projector away into his pocket and let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. Wiped away the tear he hadn’t known was trickling down his cheek.

“That was just Jyn’s style,” Strike said after a short pause. “She would’ve loved it.”

He gave her a small smile. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” They huddled up again, pulling their jackets tighter around themselves and waiting for the inevitable. 

Neither of them were sure who gave in to unconsciousness first, but the storm raged on outside as they both fell still.

Cassian knew he was awake, but he was warm for the first time in days, and he kept his eyes closed, content to just stay still and comfortable right there. But a while later, muffled voices intruded on his cosy darkness, and he squeezed his eyes shut harder, to no avail. A feeling like hands prodding at him poked into his shoulder, and he wondered wearily if this was what it felt like to become one with the Force. It was more irritating than the Jedi made it sound. 

“Cassian.” The call of his name broke through the blur, and wasn’t that strange, it sounded almost like Kix. That was worth investigating, and he blinked his eyes open to a haze of bright white. 

“Cassian.” His vision focused on the face hovering in front of him.

“Kix?” That was weird. “What happened?” 

“We found the two of you in a cave half frozen to death, is what happened. And we got your holo message, too. None of us were too happy about that. Jesse almost had an aneurysm, and Jyn wasn’t much better.” Two. Two of us, in a cave…

“Strike. Where is she? Is she…” He let his voice trail off, almost afraid to finish his sentence.

“She’s fine.” Kix’s expression softened. “We got to you two in time to stave off the worst of the damage.” Cassian slumped in relief. Okay. That’s good.

“I think you both are going to need to talk to your message recipients when you’re well enough for it,” the medic went on. “They were almost inconsolable, watching that and waiting for you to come home.” 

The message. Cassian recalled the holoprojector, the recording, what he’d said in it. I talked to Kerri, told her to be good. He vaguely remembered saying something about Zeb. And after that… 

Oh, sithspit.

He’d told everyone exactly how he’d felt about Jyn. 

“Morning, sunshine.” He looked over to see a sleepy-looking Strike under a thick bundle of blankets he imagined Hardcase hauling to the medbay to throw on top of her. “Disappointed we’re not dead?”

“I might have just doomed myself to a fate worse than death,” he replied, burying his face in his hands. 

Strike seemed to search her memory a little before remembering, and raised her eyebrows at him when she did. “Oh, kriff. Yeah, I agree. I’m so glad I’m not you right now.”

Cassian groaned loudly in frustration. “Thank you, you’re being so helpful,” he deadpanned.

“You’re welcome.” Strike leaned back in her bed for a moment before shooting up again. “I have to go find Alex!”

“Kix will skin you alive if he finds out you’ve escaped.”

“This ain’t a prison, it’s a medbay. He’ll probably throw me to a nexu, but. Worth it.” She climbed out from under the blankets and swayed on her feet for a moment before regaining her balance, pulling on her boots and darting out of the room. “See ya later, Cass. Have fun!” He stuck his tongue out at her, but she didn’t turn around to see it.

He sat there for another few minutes, contemplating how to get out of this situation he’d put himself in, before the doors whooshed open a few minutes later. He expected one of the medics, or Kix hauling Strike back in by the scruff of her neck.

It was Jyn. 

She stepped over the threshold of the door, and walked up to his bed wordlessly. Sat down in the empty chair beside him. And looked at him, fathoms of emotion hidden behind her hazel eyes. They were beautiful, green with a center of golden brown, and held so much he couldn’t read, wouldn’t read even if he could. He wanted her to choose to tell him, sit down and let him know what went on behind those eyes and why. He wanted to do the same for her. 

“I watched your message. We all did,” she said, and he cringed internally at the memory. 

“Wasn’t one of my finest moments,” he admitted. 

She looked down at her hands, fiddled with a round object that he realised was the holoprojector they’d used to send the recording. “You said you didn’t know how to tell me how you felt. And then you said you wished I could tell you if I felt the same way.” She took in a deep breath, and with a sinking feeling, he braced himself for her rejection.

“Well, I’m telling you now. I love you, you idiot who thought it would be a good idea to confess to me in a holomessage that might have never reached this base.” He looked sharply up to see her shrug with a small smile. “I just never had the guts or the chance to say it out loud.” Cassian stared at her, speechless, as a warm feeling of surprised hope started to glow in his chest, and smiled back. 

Jyn looked down, flipped the projector once, twice, looked back up to him with something almost shy in her eyes. He’d known Jyn Erso for a while now, and seldom saw her look shy. “Do you wanna…”

He took in a breath, feeling his stomach buzz in anticipation of the kiss she was asking for. “Kriff yes.” He sat up straighter in his bed, tentatively put a hand over hers. Holding her breath, she let him, then started to lean in-

“And if I find you sneaking out again, Rex is not going to be able to stop me from tying you up with your own whipcord,” Kix grumbled, dragging a smug-looking Strike back into the medbay. Cassian and Jyn both jumped at his sudden entrance, settling back into their seats and rapidly trying to calm down. 

“I told Cassian that this was a medbay, not a prison, but I guess I was wrong.” Despite her complaints, Strike gave her brother a satisfied grin, and Cassian groaned internally. I know that smile.

“Manita, what did you do?”

“I walked in on some lovey-dovey heart eyes nonsense between this di’kut and her cyare, declaring their undying devotion to one another or whatever.” Kix made a face at the memory, bundling Strike back into her bed. 

“You wouldn’t have had to see it if you hadn’t come looking for me,” Strike pointed out, crossing her arms as he rearranged the blankets. “Oh, hey, Jyn.” 

“H-Hi.” Cassian winced at the way her voice cracked and she cleared her throat. “I was just… checking in on Cassian.”

Kix looked at Jyn. Jyn looked at Strike. Strike looked at Kix. Kix turned to look back at Strike and raised one eyebrow ever so slightly Cassian might have missed it if he wasn’t so mortified at the whole exchange. 

Strike shrugged. “Well, he isn’t going anywhere.”

“Vod.” Kix nudged her.

“What? It’s true.” “Only because he’s a better patient than you are,” Kix groused, moving from her bedside to retrieve a tray of steaming bowls. “Here. Cookbook thought you two would need this.” He handed Cassian and Strike each a bowl, then hovered by a mug with the third. “Jyn? Soup?” 

“Oh, I don’t need- I was going to go soon-” Jyn started, but Strike cut her off.

“I think Cass here would really like it if you stayed for soup.” She made eye contact with Cassian, who withered a little bit at the barely restrained glee in her eyes.

Jyn looked at him, as if checking if he actually agreed, and he wanted to bury into his blanket and hide. Instead, he nodded — he did want her to stay, even if he would never say that out loud, and definitely not in front of Strike and Kix. “The soup’s good.” 

“Well, I’ve never turned down good soup.” She seemed to have regained her usual composure, and gave Kix a smile as he poured some into the mug. Cassian watched as she accepted it from the medic, the steam swirling up to frame her face as she took a careful sip. It rose in graceful curls and designs he wanted to trace into her skin, to hold her hand and gently smooth over with his thumb. 

He realised he was staring, blinked and shook the notion away. That was weird. Don’t do that. Even as he had the thought, he noticed her smiling over the rim of her mug and felt his face heat. 

“So, what is in this soup?” Strike asked loudly, and Kix shook his head knowingly. Cassian wanted to throw pillows at both of them. But then Jyn laughed, her brown hair cascading behind her with the force of her happiness, and he felt the violent urge recede. 

(But that didn’t mean pillows wouldn’t be flying once she left the medbay.)

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mencken is a boomer fr he talks like a mix of jbp and tucker but these guys have a lot of young fans so maybe that's what jesse is trying to say? who knows! we will have to wait for the election ep to know

it'd be funny if he talked more like jbp but roman wouldn't find that very sexy, unfortunately so, it wouldn't work and he's technically gen x like connor. also, that's not really what they're trying to say but like, i fucking yammered on abt that so much already.