#and not to be 'ohhhh the children!!' but like as someone who got on the 'net too early and made subsequent bad decisions in the star wars

[yuridovewing]

i understand the frustration with “i made this gay pairing cis x trans so they can still have biological babies” with no thought to other methods and how ppl assume thats the case when it comes to mothpool aus where mothwing is also the mother of the three, but also…. idk i kinda dont give a shit if someone wants to do that and i dont really think its inherently transphobic as long as its handled with care and respect.

what really concerns me about this debate is how some people are adamant that you cannot portray trans people having biological children in media or youre being disrespectful. and im gonna say as a nonbinary person who doesnt want children for themself- thats kinda fucking weird? like i understand that for some people, theyre trans themselves and theyre speaking from a place of dysphoria, and i absolutely get that, which is why i think the topic should be handled with nuance and diversity in trans characters, but like…. guys. pregnant trans men exist irl. trans women get people pregnant irl. trans ppl’s ability and right to parent and have biological children are being debated irl. we get denied the opportunity to adopt as well.

in a climate like this, are we SURE we want the stance on rewrites and headcanons in the silly cat books to be “if you portray trans characters having children, especially with a gay couple, youre a transphobic freak no matter what!” does it really matter? especially if its being done by a trans person handling the topic with nuance who has a lot of trans characters with varying perspectives?

obviously yes, remember that thats not the only way certain gay couples can have kids, remember that not every trans person is fully comfortable with it and keep that in mind, remember that surrogacy and adoption are also perfectly valid ways to give fan babies- but remember that there are OPTIONS. not that you need to condemn the idea of transgender parents in the first place unless they fit the very specific criteria of “proper transgender representation” and anything that dares deviate from that is proof the op is a transphobic monster (bonus points if theyre a trans creator bc i mostly see trans people getting shit for this and it kinda pisses me off. although idm if cis people do it either as long as theyre handling it with respect)

[i-told-u-its-skittles]

digging up this old thing to put thoughts unto the void once more. "ohoooo you're all horrible for harassing people like this over meaningless ships on the internet" is the most pathetic hill to die on that would be funny if it wasn't taken so seriously. Like. You realize that shipping is an active choice people make right. My brother in Christ you are the one shipping siblings of your own free will you can simply Not Fucking Do That and not be harassed, I'm sorry

[ritzcrackee]

aughhhhh i keep thinking about the dorian electra concert last night,,,,

[visenyaism]

feastdance dashboard simulator

💋queen-cersei-defense-squad Follow

it’s so sick that people keep criticizing queen cersei as if she’s not the first female ruler of westeros??? literally elevating bastards and women to her small council is super fucking progressive as is creating the precedent of dismissing unfit kingsguard??

🪨dragonstoner Follow

aren’t all of her children literally bastards born of incest

💋 queen-cersei-defense-squad Follow

oh so now you’re going to listen to stannis baratheon, known misogynist, kinslayer, fornicator, team green supporter, and homophobe, huh.

🦑pykedyke

okay guys i know there’s no “perfect candidate” but you have to vote in the kingsmoot anyways not voting is how someone like e****n g*****y wins and literally anyone is better than him. suck it up and row to the polls

🦈reaveherihardlyknowher

ohhhh not this “vote your crew no matter who” “blue lips man bad” bullshit again. fuck off idgaf which godless man sits the seastone chair i’m not voting for asha shes literally a neoliberal

🦷 lastoftheegiants

first i had to give up my rights and then i had to give up my gods just to not get killed by fucking wights but i literally cannot believe the nights watch made me give up my strap as part of the treasure ransom. shit was expensive it was IVORY. i hate southerners so much i hope the lord commander dies

🌪️kinslayerr

DO NOT COME TO THE RIVERLANDS

🍓silverspurs Follow

why

🌪️kinslayerr

there’s riverlands here

🧜‍♂️theythemderly

freys

🌾maidencool

my cousin got eaten by rats in harrenhal

🐎brackennation Follow

dumb cunts wearing raven feather cloaks strutting around who think they’re better than you but they’re not better than you

🌟sevenstar

i saw a guy get killed and then just stand back up and start fighting again because his friend kissed him on the mouth down here once

🦌whitehart

giant feral pack of 60 wolves running around

🍓silverspurs Follow

ok understandable have a nice day

🫧bastardwaters

i hate the fucking sparrows can we be normal for five minutes or can we just not have shit in the crownlands

☠️real-stormlands-patriot Follow

ITS LORD COMMANDOVER #RIPBOZO

🐦‍⬛mormonts-raven-bot Follow

CORN! DEATH! CORN!

(CAW! I follow members of the Night's Watch to remind them of their oaths!)

🦷 lastoftheegiants

????

🍋floriansjonquil

Loras Tyrell x Queen of Love and Beauty!Reader Imagines

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🪻maidens-smile Follow

girl this is notttttt the time he literally just fucking died at dragonstone?

💎oathkeeper

should’ve stanned jaime #LORASFELLOFF

💐flowerknight

one kill yourself jaime lannister is an honorless kingslaying turncloak two i heard loras tyrell was literally fine?

👊fleabottomtop

lord davos seaworth, the class traitor from the stannis baratheon administration, is a nasty little thottie and just died from making it clap in white harbor

🌅girlheir

this tower fucking sucks.

🌅girlheir

i’m just like rhaenyra targaryen for real

🌅girlheir

🐀ratcook5000 Follow

people meat tastes good asf when you don’t have a wench in your ear saying it violates guest right

🐺threeeyedwolf

🍒ladylance

need that targ girl in mereen to get those lizards over here and liberate this website by any means necessary cause what the fuck is going on

[riacte]

A rough transcript of the arguably worst bit of Ren’s stream, starting from 52:15:

Iskall: I think trousers are a bad thing for your body.

Ren: Would you like to go into more detail about that, Iskall?

Iskall: About trousers?

Ren: Yeah.

Bdubs: It’s a concern about, uh [coughs] squeezing the scrotum too tight

[Scandalised laughter]

[False in chat: i cant]

Ren: BDOUBLEO!! YOU CAN’T SAY SCROTUM ON AIR!

[False in chat: OH GOD]

Bdubs: LET’S JUST SAY IT!

Iskall: I don’t know what scrotum is

Bdusb: Good.

[Hermit confusion/ laughter noises]

[False in chat: CLOSE YOUR EARS CHAT]

[False in chat: HIDE]

[False in chat: RUN AWAY]

[False in chat: LEAVE]

Ren: These tracksuit bottoms are squeezing the air out of me!

Bdubs: Yeah

Iskall: Oh I know what you’re talking about! NO! [punches Bdubs] NO! That’s not I was talking about!

Bdubs: That’s why you said shorts!

Iskall: No! I said shorts because of the calves, man! The calves shouldn’t be trapped up all day!

[False in chat: aaaaaah]

Bdubs: Ohhhhh. Calves trapped up. Yeah, you wanna let your calves breathe.

Iskall: … Don’t know what kind of big problem you have, but weird flex

[Hermit giggling]

Bdubs: It’s not a good flex!

Ren: What, having large calves?

Bdubs: Ohhhh, I have a humongous nutsack

….

[False has joined the game.

False in game chat: won’t someone please think of the children… my goodness D:

False has left the game.]

Ren: Look. It’s only when I sit down that these tracksuit bottoms have to come up a bit, y’know. When I stand up they go down to the regular waist level. It’s just when I’m sitting down that they have to come up to the nips

Iskall: I don’t get that. I don’t understand that. Why are you pulling them up if they’re too small?

Ren: Yeah, because they squeeze the stomach area?

Bdubs, clapping: I got it. Suspenders.

Ren: Ooh! I wear suspenders in Minecraft

Iskall: Who wears track bottoms with suspenders?

…

[False in chat: it didnt work]

…

Iskall: I think this is one of the weirdest conversations I’ve ever had.

[blocksruinedme]

Ren, Iskall and Bdubs... it's not *sexual* talk but *why* are they talking about scrotums on stream.

Don't.... don't share this youtube link outside tumblr, okay? Let's just keep it amongst ourselves.

This clip is ten minutes, because I can. The scrotum bit (sigh) isn't till around 5:40. Enjoy?

Partial transcript from here @riacte (with permission). I don't have any of the chat stuff in the video: https://www.tumblr.com/riacte/742329808033300480/a-rough-transcript-of-the-arguably-worst-bit-of

----

A rough transcript of the arguably worst bit of Ren’s stream, starting from 52:15:

Iskall: I think trousers are a bad thing for your body.

Ren: Would you like to go into more detail about that, Iskall?

Iskall: About trousers?

Ren: Yeah.

Bdubs: It’s a concern about, uh [coughs] squeezing the scrotum too tight

[Scandalised laughter]

[False in chat: i cant]

Ren: BDOUBLEO!! YOU CAN’T SAY SCROTUM ON AIR!

[False in chat: OH GOD]

Bdubs: LET’S JUST SAY IT!

Iskall: I don’t know what scrotum is

Bdusb: Good.

[Hermit confusion/ laughter noises]

[False in chat: CLOSE YOUR EARS CHAT]

[False in chat: HIDE]

[False in chat: RUN AWAY]

[False in chat: LEAVE]

Ren: These tracksuit bottoms are squeezing the air out of me!

Bdubs: Yeah

Iskall: Oh I know what you’re talking about! NO! [punches Bdubs] NO! That’s not I was talking about!

Bdubs: That’s why you said shorts!

Iskall: No! I said shorts because of the calves, man! The calves shouldn’t be trapped up all day!

[False in chat: aaaaaah]

Bdubs: Ohhhhh. Calves trapped up. Yeah, you wanna let your calves breathe.

Iskall: … Don’t know what kind of big problem you have, but weird flex

[Hermit giggling]

Bdubs: It’s not a good flex!

Ren: What, having large calves?

Bdubs: Ohhhh, I have a humongous nutsack

….

[False has joined the game.

False in game chat: won’t someone please think of the children… my goodness D:

False has left the game.]

Ren: Look. It’s only when I sit down that these tracksuit bottoms have to come up a bit, y’know. When I stand up they go down to the regular waist level. It’s just when I’m sitting down that they have to come up to the nips

Iskall: I don’t get that. I don’t understand that. Why are you pulling them up if they’re too small?

Ren: Yeah, because they squeeze the stomach area?

Bdubs, clapping: I got it. Suspenders.

Ren: Ooh! I wear suspenders in Minecraft

Iskall: Who wears track bottoms with suspenders?

…

[False in chat: it didnt work]

…

Iskall: I think this is one of the weirdest conversations I’ve ever had.

[steddie-there]

Eddie notices it first at Dairy Queen.

It's the first time since leaving the hospital that he's been somewhere with the whole party that isn't Steve's house or the Hoppers-Byers cabin. The younger children crowd the counter, talking over each other as they count their money and decide what to get, while the older teens and adults hang at the back, looking at the menu. Then Erica steps over to Steve and says something Eddie can't quite make out. He nods, winds his way through the gremlins, and places his order. When his name is called, he picks up two cups of ice cream and hands one to Erica, who takes it with a smirk and a comment Eddie can't make out, although it has Steve laughing and shoving playfully at her shoulder.

Eddie turns then to look at the other kids but none of them even seem to notice that Steve has seemingly paid for Erica and not them. It's confusing because Eddie is sure Henderson, at least, would be kicking up a fuss about it. Not even Robin says anything.

But, then again, maybe Steve owes Erica money. Or he lost a bet. Eddie is aware how fierce the younger Sinclair is in collecting on her debts, having made the mistake once and once only of asking her to buy him a soda. So, if no one else is bothered, neither is he. He shrugs and enjoys his sundae.

But then it happens again the next week at Baskin Robbins.

And again two weeks later.

When the last ice cream truck left in Hawkins comes through Steve's neighborhood and the only one to get anything is Erica - at Steve's expense, of course - and the other kids don't even grumble beyond wishing they hadn't blown all their allowance at the arcade, Eddie decides he's had enough.

"Okay, what is it with this ice cream thing???" he bursts out as they all settle back down next to the pool.

The burble of conversation stops as everyone turns to look at him, then glance around at each other.

"What ice cream thing?" Mike finally asks, genuinely confused.

"What ice cream... the ice cream thing!" Eddie splutters. "The thing where Steve always buys Erica ice cream and none of the rest of you munchkins seem to care!"

There's a collective ohhhh of understanding, but Eddie is still completely in the dark. He gestures for someone to explain.

"It's because of Operation Child Endangerment," Dustin answers, casual, like it's a normal, non-question-inducing answer.

Eddie scrunches his brows together and lets out a confused bubble of sound at the same time that Steve buries his face in his hands and groans, "I thought we agreed not to call it that."

Erica laughs and wags her finger at him. "Uh, no. Just because you demanded we change it doesn't mean we agreed to."

"...little lost here. What's Operation Child Endangerment?" Eddie asks, glancing sideways at Steve. He can see, between his fingers, that the other boy's face has gone bright red.

Steve groans again and sinks forward to let his head hang by his knees.

And so Eddie finds out everything about the summer of '85 and Starcourt mall. He already knew the basics, but he's still fascinated. Horrified. Impressed.

He watches Steve through the whole retelling, jumbled as it is by the kids all interrupting each other to add something they thought was being forgotten, and feels his heart ache inside his chest for the beautiful boy across from him. Watches him hunch his shoulders when Erica explains the deal they made, the one that's got her free ice cream for life. Watches him puff up a little with pride when Dustin describes him knocking the Russian comms operator out cold. Watches him squeeze Robin's hand when she mentions the Russian torture and drugs. Watches him tug El into a hug when Jonathan talks about having to cut into her leg.

Eddie watches Steve - brave, loyal, loving Steve, who won't break a promise or a deal even after he most certainly could - laughing with their friends, taking their ribbing and teasing them in return, ruffling Dustin's hair and splashing Erica, almost starting a party-wide splash fight.

Eddie waits until everyone is distracted by Max chasing Lucas across the pool after his cannonball knocked her from her floaty, various advice being shouted to both, then moves to sit next to Steve on his pool chair.

"That was, uh, a lot," he says quietly.

Steve bites his lip, turns a little away from the chaos in and around the pool, although his eyes still track the chase, Max having almost cornered Lucas. "Yeah, yeah it was," he replies, just as quietly.

"Pretty impressive," Eddie tells him, knocking their shoulders together.

Steve shrugs. He snorts as Max finally catches Lucas and dunks him a couple times before they both dissolve into laughter.

Eddie bumps his shoulder again. "Seriously, dude, you gotta know how cool you are."

"I guess," Steve says, still not looking at Eddie, fidgeting with his hands instead.

Eddie thinks he knows what thoughts might be running around inside Steve's head, so he puts a hand over Steve's. The jittery motions still under his touch. "Hey, you got them out of there. You didn't know what you were walking into and you all got out alive. I call that pretty badass."

Steve finally turns to him. The look in his eyes makes Eddie want to pull Steve close, hold him until that look disappears. But he doesn't, just squeezes Steve's fingers.

The corner of Steve's mouth ticks up, just a little. "Thanks, Eddie." He looks like he might say more, but suddenly Dustin lets out a whoop and they both turn to the pool. Jonathan, Nancy, Robin, and Argyle have started a game of chicken, Nancy on Jonathan's shoulders and Robin on Argyle's.

They watch, laughing, as the girls wrestle until they both go tumbling into the water together and come up spluttering. Steve's head is thrown back, his shoulders are shaking with giggles and Eddie feels a grin stretch across his face.

He leans forward to rest his chin on Steve's shoulder, his hand still over Steve's, a teasing tone in his voice when he says, "So, hey, I was wondering. What would it take for me to get free ice cream for life from Steve Harrington?"

Steve turns his head and Eddie pulls back so they can look at each other. And that's all they do for a long moment, Eddie's breathing speeding up when Steve's gaze drops to his lips.

But all Steve does is turn his hand in Eddie's grip, so he can tangle their fingers together. He squeezes Eddie's hand, then stands, grinning, tugging Eddie up with him.

"C'mon," Steve says, pulling Eddie over to the pool before jumping in with a splash. Eddie ducks away from the water, grinning like a fool. When he catches Erica's knowing smirk, he just shrugs helplessly and follows Steve in.

Maybe he owes Erica some free ice cream, too.

[viennakarma]

i was thinking of the ending where the reader moves on!! i was interested in what luna would think happened bc i thought she would see that lewis is still clearly in love with her mom but her mom obviously moved onto to fernando.

but i am biased to the ending where reader forgives lewis (bc lewis is my main man <3 hehe) so i really appreciate that perspective!! i do feel like even tho reader has forgiven and moved on by the time luna’s a teen, lewis would low key still carry that guilt. he seems emotionally driven for sure (to me) and he was dreading the day luna found out bc she eventually would, in the age of social media

i would love your thoughts on lewis’ perspective as well (either when it happened or when luna asks him about it) bc as someone who went thru something similar (we were never dating but it still hurt lmao) i still cannot wrap my head around the betrayal even tho it was years ago at this point. so seeing lewis still be in love w reader and truly regret his actions heals a part of me even tho this is fiction hahahahaha.

love your writing btw ❤️❤️❤️

ohhhh thank you so much! I also went through something similar (i guess that's why say something feels so raw to read and all over the place with emotions)

so you wanted to know how lewis would carry that guilt after losing the woman of his life? (evil laugh) it sparked me to write a bit, so here it goes: (keep in mind the post wreck my plans headcanons)

((also, written in the format you = reader))

Growing up, Luna had slowly become aware of her father's feelings for her mom. She knew the story, they had fallen out of love, divorced when you were pregnant with Luna. But as she became a pre-teen, and a teen, she started to really pay attention to the way Lewis looked at you. During her school games, Luna was a midfielder in football, she'd notice how Lewis' gaze would linger on you, the longing almost unbearable for a couple of seconds before he was able to scold his expression and look away. When Fernando arrived, wrangling Luna's younger siblings, Lewis would go back to his normal, polite self. When he'd drop Luna off at your house, Luna would notice the way Lewis stared from his car, looking at you and Fernando playing with the children in the backyard, using water balloons under the heat of the summer, how you'd embrace Luna and immediately let her join in the game. Luna started to grow aware of this, and by the age 15, she'd be completely sure that her dad still had feelings for you, and she would know that you had no feelings for him. Because the way Lewis looked at you was the way you looked at Fernando.

Luna decided to dig up, one night. She had a limited and monitored access to the internet ever since she was little, and with the years, she just wasn’t big on internet and social media, rather spending time with her siblings, her friends and family or her many hobbies. But with google, it didn’t take long for her to find a specific video. It was at a press conference, back when her dad was a racing driver, someone asked him what his thoughts were on his ex-wife, Luna’s mom, dating Fernando, a fellow racing driver.

Luna stared at her dad in the video, the dim in his eyes when he said his marriage had ended for unrelated reasons and that he was the only one to blame, since his loyalty as a husband had faltered and he was the one to fail the vows he had made to you. Luna closed her laptop with a slam. She wasn’t dumb. She was fifteen and loved English classes. She knew what he meant with loyalty faltering.

She got upset, she had never thought cheating was the reason for the divorce, not when you and Lewis had told her that they fell out of love. She grew moody for a couple of days, short tempered and rude, you and Fernando had thought it was only teenager moodiness, so you let Luna be. When she confronted you, two days later, she spilled the truth of what she had found out, Fernando, sensing the moment, took Vicenzo and Benny to his family’s place for the weekend, knowing you and Luna had a big conversation coming.

You explained to Luna what had happened, why you were the one to divorce Lewis. But you were kind, always reminding her that her dad had always been a good father, always taking care of Luna and how you and Lewis loved her no matter what. After that talk, Luna got calmer, but she asked you to not go to her father the following week as they had agreed on. Lewis was distraught when you called him to inform that Luna wasn’t going to his house that week and she didn’t wanna go camping as planned anymore. When you told him over the phone that Luna had found out… you could hear him crying.

After giving Luna a week to give her space, Lewis went to your house to find her. They decided to finally go on that camping trip under the condition that he’d answer all of Luna’s questions about what had happened.

She was silent for most of the trip. Once they arrived at the cabin, they sat in the backyard, Lewis lit up a bonfire and Luna and him sat around it, burning marshmallows in the fire.

“Do you regret it?” Luna asked, breaking the silence. Lewis exhaled for a second.

“Every waking moment,” His voice faltered.

“Why, then?” She muttered, looking straight into the fire.

“I don’t know. Back then I had been upset, having had a couple of bad seasons in Formula 1, feeling useless, feeling like I wasn’t able to do the one thing I knew how. I had a couple of drinks, and someone from my past showed up… And I made a mistake that cost me my happiness, my future and the love of my life. Looking back now, all of those were silly reasons for doing what I did. They weighed nothing compared to your mom and our marriage…” His voice was wet with tears and Luna didn’t have the heart to look at his face yet, “Your mom, she even tried to fix things for a few weeks after I confessed. But I could see… I could see the love she had for me dying more and more every single time. When we signed the divorce, she was already pregnant with you. We decided to become friends to co-parent for you.”

After some silence, Luna looked at Lewis, the tears in his face.

“Will you forgive me?”

“Of course,” She reached out, wiping his cheeks of tears. He closed his eyes, a weight leaving his shoulders at the acceptance and she hugged him. Lewis couldn’t help but see you in Luna, in her caring embrace and her forgiveness.

After a few quiet moments, Luna pulled back.

“How… How was life when you two were married? You know, before all this?” Luna asked, “Mom never talks about it.”

“Why do you wanna know, baby? It’ll only hurt you…”

“Because I have no idea how it was.”

So he told Luna about random things of those few years you were married. He told her how you’d draw and leave charcoal stains everywhere, and how upset he’d be, Luna would tell him you rarely ever use charcoal nowadays, but every few weeks Fernando buys you new colors of paint and asks you to paint him something. Luna told Lewis how all of Fernando’s offices are full of colorful paints you made him.

Everything Lewis told her, Luna would counter with how things were nowadays. And each time it hurt his heart a little. Fernando didn’t make you travel around the world anymore, Fernando helped you take care of the garden, supporting you most recent hobbies, Fernando who gifted you with a little rescue kitten, a scruffy little thing you had always wanted but didn’t get because the kids were too small back in the day.

Lewis started to see how he had failed you many times even when you were married, even before the cheating. How he had been unsupportive of your hobbies, of your career, of your wishes.

He knew he’d spend the rest of his life wishing he could come back to that one fateful night and never get in a hotel room with that woman. He’d know what to do now. He’d know how to go home straight to you, how to cherish you, how to support you.

But it was too late, and you had found someone who did all that without the need to make a mistake to value you for who you are.

note: damn, this really ran away from my hands too phew

[grimprim3]

How Penelope and Odysseus got together in the Penelope!Warrior au.

Aphrodite: Athena.

Athena: Aphrodite.

Aphrodite: off to see Odysseus again?

Athena: yes. Where on the mortal plane are you going today?

Aphrodite: Well according to Ares, Penelope might have a crush on Odysseus, and I wanted to see what I could do to help her out.

Athena: If your plan is anything similar to matchmaking them together, I forbid it!

Aphrodite: You forbid it? You can’t forbid love! Love is what drives mortals to become their best versions! Love is what starts and ends wars! Besides what’s the worst that could happen?

Athena: sigh look I know I’m going to regret telling you this, but Odysseus reciprocates Penelope’s feelings.

Aphrodite: GREAT! Now all I have to do is get them to tell each other!

Athena: WHICH YOU WONT! If they have any form of romantic communication, then Odysseus will be twice- no, thrice as distracted by Penelope than he already is!

Aphrodite: come on, it can’t be that bad!

Athena: he stares at her the same way Ares used to Stare at you before you two gags and coughs had “relations”.

Aphrodite: ohhhh he is down baaaad! Look he’ll be 10 times as motivated if he knows that there’s a chance for something between them! This has to happen!

Athena: you know what? Why don’t we get someone who will think about what’s best for Penelope, and hear their thoughts on this!

Aphrodite: her family?

Athena: …

Aphrodite and Athena at the same time: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Athena: anyways, I was thinking Ares.

Aphrodite: sure, I think Ares would be perfect for this.

Athena: then let’s go now!

Aphrodite: hold on, let me adjust my dress.

Athena: why?

Aphrodite: to show more cleavage.

Athena: GROSS!

Aphrodite: thanks for the compliment.

Athena: not what I meant. But whatever let’s just go!

Aphrodite: ok, I’m done adjusting anyway.

Meanwhile on the Island of Themiscyra.

Ares: COME ON! PUT YOUR BACKS INTO IT! MY DAUGHTERS WILL NOT BE PUSHOVERS!

Athena: Ares? Can we borrow you for a moment?

Ares: sure. Hey Hippolyta? Can you take over for me? Just verbally abuse them, that’s all I’ve been doing for the past 6 hours.

Hippolyta: sure thing, father! ARE YOU LITTLE BOYS OR WOMEN? CAUSE ALL I SEE ARE SOME CHILDREN WHO WANT HOT WHEELS!

Ares: what’s wrong?

Athena: nothings wrong.

Ares: then why are you wasting my time?

Aphrodite: Ares we need you to help end this argument! Should Penelope and Odysseus-

Ares: who?

Athena: my warrior of the mind.

Ares: right the loser.

Aphrodite: anyways, should they be allowed to tell each other about their love for each other? Or should they spend the rest of their lives sad and miserable?

Athena: over playing it a bit much! But we need you to decide cause you will choose whatever is best for Penelope.

Ares: I don’t really care. You two have any arguments for your side?

Athena: insert a really good argument for why Penelope and Odysseus shouldn’t tell each other about their love for each other, cause I’m too lazy to think of one.

Aphrodite: Ow! My back hurts. Better stretch it. She stretches suggestively.

Ares: hmmm well you both have made damning arguments, but Athena, unfortunately I’m gonna have to go with Aphrodite on this one.

Aphrodite: YES! And that’s another perk of sleeping with a god of war!

Athena: just go do whatever it is you’re going to do!

Aphrodite: Byeeee!

Athena: I feel like you were biased in that.

Ares: YEAH NO SHIT!

[theonlymanny]

you’re a bender in the batfamilypt.2

Blood bender

At first you didn’t want to be adopted you wanted to be by yourself. It was like that since you were born

Your dad killed your mom because he wanted you to follow his steps. Become a blood bender. He told that every 100 years the avatar would appear, what is an avatar? Well according to your dad the avatar was an evil person who would try to destroy the world…..Liar

After you discovered the truth which was until you were 13 years old. He tried to get rid of you. “It doesn’t matter I’ll just get another kid and if he doesn’t do as I say I’ll kill him to!” You were tired… so you killed him, yeah you got used to it by now. But that certain day that you changed orphanages.

“Listen up everyone! Is either you all shut up or you all die!” The joker said laughing loudly. Great you just changed orphanage and you are already in danger. A woman nearby started crying, the joker notices and pointed his gun at her. “Ohhhh someone wants to die today!” The joker said.

You wouldn’t gonna let the poor woman die so… you bended the his blood to puppet him and break his bones. “AAAA WHAT THE HELL!?” Once the Joker was dead you stoped. The police showed up and some men in weird costumes who not gonna lie they looked scary.

After a long time a man in a fancy suit showed up and started talking with the people who runned the place and they were looking at you. You had a bad feeling.

Here were you at a weird guy’s car. “So M/n that’s your name right?” Oh boy… “yeah” Bruce was curious, you weren’t as scared as the other kids were. “How old are you?” “14” “… and how do you feel about… being with a new family?” You knew he wasn’t good at asking questions “I mean I prefer being alone. Which means don’t ever talk to me unless is necessary.”

Bruce knew this was going to be hard. Why did he have to adopt another kid? And one that seems that he hates his life? Yeah no. You two got out of the car or limousine. Either way it wasn’t like he didn’t have both.

“Kids this is M/n, M/n this are my children, Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian.” “Hi” that’s what you said before you bolted upstairs. Jason couldn’t hold himself together. “ well! Another brat!” Jason said before looking at Damian. “Who are you calling brat you-” Dick hold Damian back before he tried to kick Jason. “Guys he’s probably just overwhelmed. He just had an encounter with the joker and he’s probably traumatized. Right?” Jason snarled at Jokers mention. “It doesn’t matter Dick. The joker is dead and I have to find out who killed him.”

“Hey M/n can I come in?” Dick asked outside your door. “Why?” “Just you know hang out to know each other” you opened the door and let him and his brothers inside. “what do you all want” Jason was loosing his patience “ didn’t you hear we want to know you! And help because well no one is the same when they interact with the joker” that last part he didn’t scream. “How do I say this the nicest way possible…umm I prefer being left alone and I’m not interested in talking with any of you.” You said as you left the room

It was like that until Dick started questioning himself if he was a good brother. Damian didn’t like it which meant Jason was gonna join him.

You were knocked out and tied into a chair. When you opened your eyes you were surrounded by two people one adult and the other one looked like a 15 year old.

“Where the fuck am I?” The taller guy grabbed a bat and the smaller one grabbed a knife out of his pocket. “WOW! Dude you said just to scare him!” You recognized that voice. Jason. Damian carefully knocked out Jason.

Damian was so close to cut you with his knife “how dare you hurt my brother!” So close to making the cut and you using your bending abilities the door opened. “Damian stop!” Dick screamed which startled Damian who accidentally crushed his knife into your skin. “AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!” That really hurt. Dick tried to help you but you pushed him away and used blood bending against Damian. “I’m not letting any one hurt me again especially you, you stupid piece of shit!” While Damian twisted and screamed on the ground Dick tried to stop you. “Stop!” You used your own blood to do a cut in his arm. “AAAAH” you ran away. “Tim follow him!” You saw a person in a weird suit running towards you. “ what’s goin on!” Jason said waking up. “There’s no time let’s go!”

You saw a way out a pond. You used your abilities to go under water and then you were gone… no signs of blood nothing. “Where is he!?” “ he is there” they were so worried that they didn’t notice a wave going towards them. “Hey guys…” “not now Jason” Jason tried to tell Dick and Tim but they wouldn’t listen . “ how did you lost him!? Your Red Robin you’re telling me that he outran y you!?” “ it wasn’t as easy as it looked dick he is really fast!” Jason tried to push both of the arguing brothers. “Moveeeee!”

You were runing out of breath. “Shit!” You were bleeding really bad not like it’s new. It’s always been like this…

you’re alone.

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Hey yall! This is an alternative version of pt 1 where you male reader are a blood bending master. Hope yall like it! 😊

[ohtobeleah]

Pregnant reader reading Rooster 🐓 that man has a family kink I just know it. For Strictly Scandalous.

😲 Yes. I’m down to clown for this one.

“Ohhhh fuck, mamma—“ Roosters got his hands on your hips helping to guide you up and down his length. “Feels so fucking good, holy shit—“ Roosters mouth fell open as he let his body relax against the pillows propped up against the headboard. “What did I do to deserve this huh?”

It wasn’t that Rooster had particularly done anything on purpose to receive some kind of special treatment, but more-so that he’d done it just because he cared enough about you to make sure whoever was giving you a hard time knew about it.

“Nothing Roo, you’re just so good to me.” You cooed as you circled your hips. Your unborn child had just hit the five minute mark. You were getting big, but you still had enough momentum and stamina to ride your husband. “Especially when you defend my honour.”

“Christ your so fucking perfect mamma.” Rooster was quickly starting to unravel underneath you. He couldn’t help but to get of on the fact he’d gotten you pregnant, something he knew he was going to do time and time again. “Love seeing you all swollen and riding me—“

There’d be a guy at the Hard Deck earlier that same Sunday. Rooster had taken you out for a quiet lunch. Some burgers and a casual few rounds if pool. He’d started to noticed how hard to was becoming for you to play. You know—with little goose riding shot gun.

“You’re gonna be popping that baby out before you sink a ball sweetheart.” The guy who looked like the reincarnation of Santa from every children’s drawing ever said with a gruff as he stood by drinking what could very easily have been his last beer if Penny had been in ear shot. “Wanna start wrapping it up so the rest of us can have a go?”

You looked at Rooster who was just completely gobsmacked someone would talk to his wife with such casual disrespect. Deciding to pass you back the cue—kissing your temple and telling you to keep playing. He’d played out for the hour at the bar. An hour you’d have.

“It’s lieutenant sweetheart actually.” Rooster puffed his chest, eyeing off the man with fury in his golden irises. “Are we gonna have a problem?” Yep—that’ll make your pussy throb.

“Gonna have a whole brood with you when I’m finished with you.” Rooster moaned as he bent his knees and planted the heels of his feet into the mattress. Bucking up into you when he noticed your energy fading. “Love how you just glow when your carrying my child—“

“Always knew you had a breeding kink.” Chuckling as you steadied yourself still on top of your husband. Your nails digging into his chest, surely there would be marks left in their wake tomorrow. “Come on Bradshaw fill me.”

“Oh my god baby don’t tempt me now I’m so fucking close.” Rooster could feel himself just about ready to release, he just wanted to hear you talk about getting you pregnant all over again. Even though you hadn’t even had your first.

“Gonna fill me up aren’t you baby? Wanna watch it drip between my thighs? Or should I let you finger fuck your cum back inside me?”

“Oh god yes!!” Rooster stilled with only finally thrust. “Yes yes yes yes—!” Spilling his load inside you as your thighs gripped against his side. Coming down with heavenly sighs and long exhales before Rooster was gently laying you on your back. Throwing your legs up over his shoulders.

“Your turn mamma—“ Bradley beamed as he laid in his stomach, diving right in as he lapped away his own load from your drilling pussy. Determined to have you screaming his name.

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Strictly Scandalous // Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw

[musicallisto]

hiiiiiii if possible can i please also request a 🐚 with formula one? i am a (suffering) woman in stem (biomedical engineering) and although i can be introverted in situations w big groups i love spending time with my friends & making them laugh. i have no gender preference and i cannot wait to see what you come up with <33333

oookay lisa, it is high time i told you about this random ship/association that has been living rentfree in my mind for a while now... i can't keep quiet any longer, and i will wax poetic about you two, because clearly your one true f1 match is lewis hamilton.

okay first of all let me get the obvious out of the way: this man is absolutely gorgeous and oh so lovely oh my god. out of all the drivers on the grid he is the one i would be RACING to introduce to my parents. my mom would never ever reprimand me for anything again if i brought a guy like lewis home.

lewis is such an attentive guy, so he would most definitely try to keep up with your studies/work the same way you do his. it's only fair, and besides, he loves it when you nerd out about engineering; the way your eyes twinkle and you trail off because you get a little self-conscious. he thinks it's the most adorable thing ever, because guess what! he is a little bit of a nerd too!

also he loves asking you for input from an engineering perspective, which you've told him time and time again that you're in biomedical, you have NO idea how his car's aerodynamism or mechanic stress work, but he still values your expertise which is, obviously, the highest of praise coming from someone who is basically The Expert himself in his domain.

and you may act humble and like the mercedes engineers' jobs are way out of your league, but you do know your stuff about thermodynamics and fuel chemistry and composite materials, and lewis is blown away every time by your off-handed commentary, as if your observations were self-evident truths. certainly to you they are, the same way he's got an almost carnal understanding of his car's behavior on the track, and that's why you make such a fierce team. you're the theory, he's the practice <3

that's probably how you would meet by the way. and they were coworkers... oh my god they were coworkers... WAIT NO what if you were lewis' RACE ENGINEER ok ok i'm backtracking!!! you DO know your racing stuff actually. ohhhh good shit

because you know lewis is a cocky bastard (honorary, he's earned it) and when he's still high off the adrenaline of the race, perhaps when he's just scored a podium, he relentlessly flirts with you over radio. tells you he never could've done without you, right, sweetheart?, in that suave voice of his. on LIVE TELEVISION??

oh the twitter girlies are eating that up. and you are fumbling over your words, trying to congratulate him in a way that doesn't give away how putty in his hands you are.

but you're the one he runs to as soon as he's off the podium and free from the clutches of journalists and cameras, without fail.

planet F1 practically implodes after saudi arabia 2021, not only from the actual race which is already a good enough reason to go crazy tbh but also because lewis hamilton, breathless after racing past the checkered flag, seemingly asks you out point blank.

"congrats, lewis! you did it! that's first in the world again!" "... i believe this means i've won my bet, and i can finally take you out?"

we won't talk about the grand prix that followed, lol. he may have lost the world championship but at least he won the girl of his dreams, or something <3

you guys are so silly together it's actually disrespectful to the whole paddock. like there are people working here, loves. doing their 9 to 5. stop giggling and taking the piss at toto wolff in hushed whispers like school children!!

but you won't, and though they may not say it... all the other drivers love you two together <3 less so when knowing you are watching seemingly gives lewis wings during shootouts, however...

[lemon-natalia]

Harrow the Ninth Reaction - Chapter 37

hmm yeah it is suspicious that the Emperor has to be locked away during the attacks. he gives an explanation, but we really only have his word for it

the Lyctors seem perfectly (and very convieniently) made to be able to enter the River while still defending themselves, which makes me wonder if that was the original purpose of creating Lyctorhood, and the Emperor maybe has some kind of plan revolving around it?

now this guy is quoting fucking Psalms 26 in Latin?? thats different to the quotes from before, the fact that its religious is interesting given this guy is apparently ‘God’ now, but he’s quoting a biblical text. also given Harrow can’t possibly know what he’s quoting 90% of the time, he’s awfully pretentious

Harrow’s eighteen, i’m pretty sure she knows how babies are made dude. at least she definitely knows after you guys nearly had a threesome in front of her on the dining room table

he’s been thinking Harrow and Ianthe are a thing omfg

the mysterious A.L.! somehow i was right that the Annabel Lee poem connected to her. and her having another name, and being dead for ten thousand years, i feel like thats a pretty good candidate for the good old Locked Tomb body. at least, thats my current theory.

‘She was my Adam’ again with the biblical stuff, this guy is seemingly religious, but also thinks he’s God??

and apparently the First House was destroyed via climate change and nuclear explosions. if i needed any other confirmation that its Earth (or some equivalent) then i’ve got it here i think

also he was just a normal person before the world ended, and he was the only one who survived and somehow became an incredibly powerful necromancer. i mentioned waaay back at the beginning of this liveblog that i knew there was a guy named John who had something to do with an apocalypse, but i didn't know if i was misremembering him being actually responsible for it, or if i was mixing it up with the Magnus Archives. and i, uh, still have no clue if that is the case or not from this convo, though i do feel like there's more he's not saying about this anyway (please no spoilers about this, i really appreciate everyone explaining things to me in the notes but i'd like to find out whats actually going on with this specifically while reading)

and A.L. was not a ‘normal human being’ whatever that means, and the Lyctors are ‘in a very real way’ A.L.’s children … what on earth does that mean? she discovered the secret of Lyctorhood maybe?

well that whole conversation both answered a whole bunch of questions and absolutely nothing at the same time 😂

well okay the dude’s gone past playing parent and just outright told Harrow he sometimes wishes she was his daughter. i really don’t know how much of that affection is genuine

imagine telling someone you view them as a surrogate daughter and they fucking. smash a glass table in response lol. and yeah if its been ten thousand years and you haven’t developed emotional intelligence yet, then i don’t think its happening mate

ohhhh shit she’s telling him about the Locked Tomb. and i suppose there are worse ways this could have ended than him not believing her at all, but i really don’t think she’s wrong, especially since Gideon said she saw her do so/saw the door open in the last book, i think she did get in there somehow

wait i was working under the assumption that it was the Emperor who’d messed up her memories, but its not! did she do it to herself then after writing the letters?

[mentally-unstable-hottie13]

𝐀 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐟, 𝐀 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐀 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

Chapter 4

Chapter summary: it’s strange how just before disaster a day could be so amazing

Tw:attempted sexual assault (very short I promise), cursing, violence, mention of blood, a term for sexuality being used negatively (from Merle obviously)

Daryl Dixon x reader

Word count: 2,658

Estimated read time: 12 minutes

(AN: hi! My editor has been a little unresponsive for a while 😅so if the quality of this one isn’t as good I apologize, I hope you enjoy it from here, this chapter may be a little difficult near the end but I promise it’s worth it!)

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9am

The day started with the same routine as always just before heading off to work. The walk to work was slow and quiet, all that could be seen was some children playing and a couple of cars driving past. The sky was a little overcast and the world seemed blue around you, as if a filter was laid across the earth.

…

There it was once again.

‘Is someone following me?”

A quick survey of the land around you told you no one was around. You just couldn’t shake the feeling of eyes on your being.

10:45

Picking up the pace of your walking you arrive at the diner. Denise shyly walks up to you as you don your apron.

“What’s up?” You look down at her and Kaya who was also speed walking towards you.

“Uhm could- well we- they just” Denise trembling and stumbling couldn’t seem to say what she needed, but thanks to Kaya you could get the message.

“Oh for Christ sakes denise. _____ the Dixons are at table six and we don’t wanna serve them because Becca just went over there to serve them but Merle asked for you and got a little frustrated when we said you weren’t here yet.”

‘Wait…’

“Holy shit you guys are scared of them?” you inquired

“You aren’t?!?” Denise squeaked, her dirty blonde hair falling in front of her glasses.

“Of course not! They wouldn’t hurt y’all.”

“We know that!” Kaya remarked “that doesn't mean he didn’t make us uncomfortable or yell at us!”

“Oh my lord. Fine I’ll serve them now get back to the counter before the boss gets mad”

As the two girls shuffle back to the counter you try to prepare yourself. ‘Daryl told me to leave them alone but if everyone else refuses to serve them and if Merle is getting aggressive I have no other choice….ugh. I guess I have to do it’ with a loud sigh and heavy feet, you walk up to the table.

“Well good morning y’all. What can I get started for ya?”

“Ga’ mornin’ darlin I’ll get eggs bacon and one of those big ass biscuits, what’ll you have darylina?”

“Fuck off, just get me the same as him” Daryl threw the menu on the table in front of him and crossed his arms.

You don’t bother to write down the order as they are in the diner often, then you try walk away.

“Where are you goin darlin?” Merle drawled

‘Damn! I was so close’ you thought to yourself

“Ohhhh~ just tryna relay your order”

“I know but ya usually talk with us before ya saunter back to the counter”

“Oh uhm well-“ what would be a terrible excuse is quickly interrupted by Merle.

“How’s about ya go give tha order then come sit down”

“Well my boss wouldn’t like that very much, and I just got here” you give a quick glance to Daryl as he scowled at you.

“Oh come on darlin’ it’ll be 2 minutes, jus sit with us”

With yet another heavy long sigh exiting your lungs you nod and Merle smiles. You walk at a fast pace towards the counter and tell the kitchen staff the order before taking off the apron you just put on a few minutes prior.

“Are you leaving already?” You hear Denise quietly squeak next to you.

“No, Merle just wants me to sit with them till their food is done.”

“I don’t think-“

“Yeah I know he won’t like it but he’s just gonna have to deal”

You give Denise a wink and a smile before walking to table six. As Merle sees you approaching he moves over in the old fashion booth seat. You take a quiet seat next to him as the boys finish up their conversation.

“No no no darylina. He said he went all the way with her. Ain’t no way he lied”

“I ain’t sayin Tristan lied I’m just sayin somethin’s up with that girl, Elisiya just don’t seem right to me.”

This is where you decided to insert yourself into their conversation

“Wait which Elisiya?”

“Yeah the one that Tristan claims he slept with” Merle explains

“Oh no they did sleep together” they both look at you silently so you decide to continue. “ they slept together, but Elisiya is gay….”

“What?” They both look at you as they say the question in unison

“She’s gay. She’s been dating girls since highschool. I don’t know why she slept with him but she has a girlfriend now, her name is Bridget. They seem very happy”

“…. Told you” Daryl snaps at Merle childishly.

“You ain’t tell me shit bout her bein a damn queer!”

“Hey!!” You shout “don’t say that!”

“..uhhh say what?” Merle looks at you puzzled.

“You called her a queer in a negative way, I don’t like that and I’m sure she wouldn’t either. respect the people you talk about around me please”

Merle looks at Daryl then at you again before he begins to laugh and Daryl rolls his eyes.

“And what’s so damn amusing?”

“Nothin darlin, jus’ I ain’t never been.. Corrected like that much less by a girl”

“Well it makes me upset because i know her, if someone called you names I’d correct them too”

The silence that followed your comment was uncomfortable and kinda scary, both the men staring at you like you’d grown 3 heads and a tail.

Merle finally decided to pipe up. “Now girl there ain’t never a reason for you to be gettin in trouble for the likes of us, believe you me if someone wants to talk out their dick let em’-“

“ORDER FOR TABLE SIX!!”

The man yelling from the kitchen for their food gave you an out that you aren’t sure you liked. You feel like there should have been a response on your part, but you get up anyway and rush to the counter before setting the plates of the table and getting back to work.

The dixons ate up their food and without a word left.the day at the diner as always flew by with very little mishaps. And before you knew it your shift was over and it was time for you to head to the liquor shop. The walk is as uneventful as ever as a subtle rain begins to fall, casting a beautiful blue over the earth. You enter the store and greet George.

“Afternoon man”

“Hi George, how was winter's appointment?”

“Terrible guess what she’s got”

“Adorable child sindrome and it’s incurable” you gasp jokingly

“Worse, strep”

“Oh gross”

“I know and her babysitter refuses to help out”

‘Gee I wonder why’ you think with an eye roll

“Well I get it G doesn't she have her own shit to deal with, I wouldn’t want to get sick either.”

“I know but now I don’t know what to do. She’s asleep right now at home but I can’t leave her alone until midnight” he expressed with a heavy sigh.

“Well I can close up for you.”

“Really?”

“Sure it’s only 1:20 right now so you can leave now to go check on her, come back and work till six and I got you on the rest”

“___ you are a lifesaver, really. you deserve like a medal or something”

“Or a raise” you smile wide and bat your eyes

“Don’t push your luck”

“Gotcha” you frown jokingly

George goes along with the plan you proposed and left to check on his daughter. You admired him for how amazing of a father he was. You also absolutely adored his daughter. Her long brown hair looked like her father but she had her mothers green eyes, she was probably the kindest quietest, kindest, and cutest kid you’ve ever met. You loved babysitting for her. Once George came back the day came and went and before you knew it it was time for George to go.

“Bye babes I’ll see you tomorrow”

“Bye george!”

And now…. You wait. The store closed at midnight and it was only six. Oh if only you had a sick person related by blood that you could go home to.

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10:46 pm

An older slobby man walked into the store. He reeked of alcohol, old cigarettes, and poor hygiene. He was tall and lanky but had a bit of a beer belly. He huffed and puffed and muttered to himself in an annoyed tone for a couple minutes while making his way around the store.

Heavy steps echoed the isles while he walked until he reached the counter with a bottle of booze and a lighter before giving you a sleazy smile.

‘Gross’

“Evening’ gorgeous”.

You could smell him.

“ a pack of cigarettes I don’t care what kind” he gruffed.

You grabbed him a random pack and tossed it on the counter.

“Hey pretty lady?” You looked up at him to acknowledge you heard “you know what you should do '' he lifted his head to look down on you before coughing and not covering his mouth.

‘Gross’

“What sir”

“Gimme ya number, I’m takin ya out”

‘Oh god’ you cringe

“No thank you sir it’s not professional to give out my number at work”

“I said i want your number” you could tell he was getting agitated and he started looking more violent you don’t know how someone could look violent but he was starting to.

“And I said no thank you, I’m not interested in a date please and thank you” you hand him his bag and receipt “now have a good night sir”

He snatched his bag and mumbled under his breath. He gave you a weird feeling, you look over to the security camera then go back to your work. ‘

‘A little more and I can go home’

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‘I can’t belive Merle is making me go back there’

Daryl thought to himself. after the boys had left the diner Daryl took Merle to look for a job. With very little luck from all 6 places they went to the bar at about 4pm. The brothers stayed at the bar and talked with Merle’s friends about what has happened since Merle was let out, what Merle went in for, and other ridiculous stories. Daryl never liked Merle’s friends much. They were pricks to put it bluntly. Daryl only got along with the guys that he worked with at the auto shop. But even then he couldn’t stand them for more then a couple hours out of work.

The pair finally left the bar to head home at 8pm. Merle had gotten them kicked out because he got shitfaced and thought it would be a great idea to start flirting with one of the bartenders, a bartender that just so happens to be a patrons wife. As always a fight broke out and the owner said he wouldn’t call the cops if they just left. The last thing Merle needs is the cops being called. His parol officer is already up his ass.

Once they got home Merle passed out while Daryl sat and watched tv for a bit. It was peaceful. Merle has a quite boisterous voice that gives Daryl a fucken headache. The only times Daryl gets a break is when Merle is passed out of just gone.

A couple hours later a very grumpy and hungover Merle awakens and is not happy at all. He starts grumbling at Daryl to turn the tv down and then starts barking at Daryl to go to the store.

“I need some FUCKEN aspirin!”

“We don’t have any more Merle I told you!”

“God! Don’t yell man my head feels like someone fucked my ear while I was asleep. Just go to the liquor store and get me some. While you’re at it get me one of those foil wrapped hot burgers they sell.” Merle tosses some loose bills and change at Daryl before turning back over in bed.

Daryl, frustrated and annoyed, picks up the money and heads outside to his truck.

“ It’s 11:40 and you want me to go to the fucken store just cos you got shitfaced” he angrily talks to himself. ‘Maybe I’ll get myself some smokes while I’m there.

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Daryl begrudgingly hops out of his truck and stomps toward the front doors. You jumped at the sound of the door chime. The two of you made eye contact and suddenly the air felt a little colder. He was always so hard to look away from. His blue eyes looked as if they were glowing.

‘Oh my god I need coffee’ you thought, shaking your head.

Daryl made his way through the store quickly before rushing to the counter. He plopped all the items down and stood awkwardly as you scanned them. As soon as he was done without a word he walked out of the store and to his truck.

You watched as he scurried out before looking at the clock. 11:54.

‘I can start closing up. I think Daryl was the last person I needed to help tonight’ you walked through the store turning off the lights and restocked the cups for the morning.

As you starts to lock up you realize you forgot to take out the trash.

‘I can do it quickly’ you think to yourself swinging the bag over your shoulder and heading out the front door to the ally.

…

There’s something wrong.

“Who 's there?” You shout out.

‘Someone' s there!’ You can feel the eyes of someone on you.

“Who the fuck is there!!” You reach down to feel your pocket.

‘FUCK my keys are inside!’ You begin to panic. Staring at the entrance of the alleyway. You drop the garbage before booking it in the direction you came in, but whoever was there was too quick. A hand pulled at your hair and pulled you back. You screamed before another hand flew to your mouth. Then that’s when it clicked.

You could smell him.

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Daryl was sitting in his truck smoking a cigarette. He wanted a few minutes of peace before he went home to Merle’s moody hungover ass. He saw you walk out into the alleyway with the trash as he was halfway through his cigarette. He caught himself staring. He couldn’t deny that he found you pretty. Hell more than pretty.

He felt a little bad for the last conversation you two had.

‘If ya could even call that a conversation I just sat there an yelled at tha poor girl’ he thought to himself.

Just as his cigarette had gone out and he was ready to drive away he heard you scream. Panic filled his veins as he surged out of the driver's seat and ran to the alley way. He could barely see but he faintly made out the outline of a man standing over you, pinning you to the wall with his hand over your mouth. He couldn’t see the man’s other hand, and that scared him. Without thinking he punched the man in the side of the head as hard as he could before hitting him in the stomach. The first punch knocked him out. The second got him off you quicker.

He looked to you to see that your t-shirt was ripped and your pants were unbuttoned but not unzipped or pulled down. Then he looked you in the eyes. You were crying and shaking with a bruise over your mouth. You hugged him. He usually would never let you touch him as he hated being touched but he couldn’t push you off, not now. He eased you off of him and walked you to his truck.

“Did you lock up?” He asked.

No answer.

“Where are your keys”.

No answer.

He buckled your seatbelt before shutting the door. He ran into the store and found your keys on the counter. He locked up for you before running back to his truck.

Once he was in the driver's side he found you had turned on the radio and taken the blanket he had splayed across his jump seats. He started to drive away. You knew he didn’t know where you lived so you weren’t surprised when you arrived at his apartment complex.

[serendertothesquad]

Seren's Studies: Odd Squad UK -- "A Tour of Odd Squad" Episode Followup, Part 2

Part 2 of this very meta episode continues! Who's the adult without any children villain? Find out below the break!

It's like they realized we've gotten so few songs sung in the franchise that they're paying people back with interest for it.

odd squad tour

doesn't sing an odd squad song and instead just gives us the end

God- sh- e- what the hell, Rob?!?!?!

Ohhhh...so the guy was a red herring.

That...changes things. Doesn't change my opinion about the episode all too much, but I don't know, I'd say they got me pretty good.

Funny how I mention "Into the Odd Woods" and then a few episodes later we get clowns pie-ing themselves in the face.

Y'know...just like Omar.

Putting aside the fact that Opie seems to have smartened up considerably in between "The New Ozzie" and this episode...I do like how this episode is taking the "villain dresses up in obvious clothing" cliche and turning it on its head by having the villain wear completely normal clothing so they'll be disguised.

It's almost like...they might be aware of the cliche. Hmmmm...

Or likewise, that villains actually are criminals because real-life criminals do not dress in ridiculous getups.

For a second, my mind went deep into the gutter and went, "If he serves them food and one of them has an allergy to that food..."

But no. No. Not for this episode.

"You've led me right to the Power Room."

"And you'll have to get through us first!"

"A few small children? Ha, don't make me laugh!"

MS. ELECTRIC!!! ELECTROCUTE HIS ASS!!!!!

...I'm sorry, that was the first reference that popped up into my head. Bro got electrocuted somewhere down the line though.

Okay, we get it, it is meta, and they loved it.

"Always have a villain on the tour."

Or in actuality, "If you have not stepped foot in a birthing room and laid down and popped out a child, or supported someone popping out a child, then welcome to the Odd Squad Superfan Tour, my name is Opie, and let's begin!"

And your credits for this episode. My guess is that these episodes combine both segments' credits together in the same run -- hence why we have other characters not seen here in this episode. I...can't believe it took me this long to realize that, lol.

(On the plus side, someone's getting a lot of mileage out of LGBTQ+ triangle villain this season. They're giving a "fuck you" to critics and going hard.)

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Overall, this was an okay episode with a mix of good and bad things. Wasn't really what I was expecting, unfortunately, but I did very much enjoy the red herring. If this episode really is some kind of a jab at adult fans of the franchise...it's not really a good one. This franchise has done better jabs at that group of people, and quite frankly I don't take kindly to shows that make jabs at the whole of the periphery demographic instead of, say, just creepazoids within the demographic.

But naturally, this is a Rob joint. And the last Rob joint I did a followup on wasn't too good either. So I wasn't expecting anything crazy stellar. But this episode could have been so much better for being a part of a 10th-anniversary series, and instead what we got was...nothing really of substance beyond an Oscar mention, like that makes it okay. And the meta stuff. That too.

In essence, this plot is basically what you hire fans to write. And frankly, I could probably pull it off better than Rob did. Anyone in the fandom could pull it off better than Rob did. There's a challenge for ya.

Next up on the block will be "Club 37", which, if I'm not mistaken, features unicorn Rainbow Dash. So I'm gonna become even more insufferable with all the MLP references! Huzzah!

Seren out!

[irish-urn]

I absolutely LOVED your response, and I agree! thanks for spending time on it <3 what draws me in about dasey is how complex it is, its forbidden love, “if its wrong I don’t want to be right”, the family dynamic, the drama, the suspense! so it’s always a let down when they hype it up so much and then nothing happens lol I want to see how dasey faces this hardship and how they present themselves moving forward. I’m so curious to hear about your after-LWL hc! I wonder how the family would react now that kids and divorce are involved. I know you’re currently writing a series about this so you don’t have to reveal too much, but how would Casey and Derek handle this as young adults? It’s not all unicorns and rainbows when dasey gets together, there’s definitely a storm coming.

LOOK, I didn't understand Taylor Swift's reputation album before I re-discovered Dasey. But now I do understand; and someone please remind me to put "But Daddy, I Love Him" on my kick at the darkness playlist because... Damn. If that isn't them.

Ohhhh Life With Luca!! You're right, I am writing a series about this — I'm actually writing, like, three parts all at once? (*hides face in shame*). The really interesting thing about the LWL world, though, is that Derek and Casey's priorities have shifted. No longer are they majorly concerned with George and Nora's opinions, but instead they're far more worried about Luca, Molly, Kai, and Skyler's opinions. And, maybe it's just me being a bit of a romantic, but I truly believe the only one of those four that would have some trouble with them getting together would be Luca: and that's because he still has a relationship with his dad. So for his mom to move on would be very painful for him to witness; but he's also very obviously fond of Derek. The six of them just really worked as a unit in the movie, and I think everyone can see that.

I strongly believe that Skyler would do everything in her power to see her dad happy; I actually HC that she figures out his feelings for Casey within weeks of them moving into the Guest House. And as for Molly and Kai -- we never see them even mention their dad, except for one instance where Kai says that "Mom and Dad don't let us swear"; and Molly tells Skyler that she wishes they could be "cousins AND sisters" -- so I think they're far more concerned with everyone being happy and them getting the attention they need than any social weirdness.

SO! With all that being said, I'm working on a part of that series where Dasey are together (because we all know that's where we're headed) and there is drama happening in the background. There's a little bit about how George and Nora did not react well -- to quote one part, "…Unfortunately, Nora and George were not handling this new relationship with any sort of grace, and there was no way they were going to take the kids so Derek and Casey could happily fuck themselves into oblivion." -- and I think Nora and George are choosing to view this relationship as a TERRIBLE REBOUND for Casey and both of them are calling Derek and Casey incredibly selfish and have they even thought about the kids?

(This, of course, made both Derek and Casey livid because, uh? George and Nora got engaged before ANY of them had met ANY of the other family; so who's considering who now???? Where they currently stand in that part of the series is that both parties are giving the other the silent treatment.)

I still think Edwin, Lizzie, and Marti would react the same way, no matter the ages. There's a little bit of concern regarding the children, but as soon as they checked in and saw that Derek and Casey are constantly checking in with the children and being as open as they can about the whole thing, I think they would just... be happy for them.

But Simon is struggling. Simon is struggling because he sees these two as his big BIG siblings, and unlike the others where blood only connects half of them, he IS connected by blood to ALL OF THEM. And, y'know, Casey has been with Peter for as long as Simon can remember -- one of his earliest memories is getting to hold baby!Luca. But Casey is so obviously happy and calmer with Derek, and Derek is happy and HOME so Simon can actually SEE him; so he's trying very hard to get on board. He fails a bit, says some things he probably shouldn't, but he's trying really, really, really hard.

I think, if he were a child, it would be easier for him to adapt. With my kick at the darkness series, for instance, he won't bat an eye — he's never going to remember a time when they weren't together, so he'll just... accept it as a part of his weird family. I'm currently playing with a sequel to "sick with sadness" as well, and he's 9/10 in that story; he finds it weird and kind of gross, but with the middle McTuris' help, he adapts quickly too. I got the sense from LWL that Simon loves Derek and Casey a whole bunch; looks up to them and trusts them, much like the younger three looked up to them in LWD. So I think love is going to win.

The fun thing is, I can actually see divorced!Casey caring a lot less about her mother's opinion about her and Derek because Casey has already been through a failed relationship, one where she tried to do the right thing -- I am a strong believer that Derek took off in LWL canon because he and Casey were teetering on the edge of the knife and someone stepped over the line and the other panicked. I suspect Derek is the one that leaned in too close or said something, and Casey FREAKED, and so he took off -- and doing the right thing didn't last. It hasn't stopped her from loving Derek, nor from him loving her. So why should she fight it any longer? She's already hurt the two of them enough; so what if Nora isn't happy? Casey is an adult living on her own, and she's tired of doing only what she's supposed to. She's going to get it right this time -- very much in the same way Nora is determined to get it right this second time too. Gosh, they really are mother and daughter, huh?

(Any other questions? I'm still not sure I really answered this one correctly...)