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As a Christian, it kills me that these people use Christianity as an excuse to be abusive. Those people were not Christian. They said they were Christian, they went to church like Christians, and they looked like Christiansābut they didn't act like Christians, and that's what matters. Christians are supposed to try to imitate Jesus.
Jesus would not drive someone to suicide.
That's not what love looks like. I don't know what god these people worship that makes them think that this is okay, but it's certainly not the same one I believe in. The God I know is a God of love, actual unconditional love, who doesn't force himself on anyone.
If you are a Christian and you feel that it's your job to tell people whether or not they are sinning, you're wrong. You're not God. You don't get to decide who's sinning and who's not. If God wanted you to be his judge, he'd ask you. And even if he did, he has literally never once asked someone to change who they are. Their behaviours and actions, yes. But never who they are. If God doesn't do it, what gives you the right?
There's a story in the Bible where someone brings an adulteress to Jesus for judgment. The norm at the time was for people who committed adultery to be stoned, so that's what everyone was expecting. However, Jesus tells them to stop, and says that a person who has never sinned must throw the first stone.
Unless you are as perfect as Jesus Christ, you may not decide someone's fate. Period.
I promise, if God considers queerness wrong (and I don't think he does, but that's a whole other post), he has it under control. He can tell people. He doesn't need your help. Right now, all you're doing is making things infinitely worse by actively driving people away from the church. Stop.
sorry to keep talking about such depressing shit but there's something so grim about leelah alcorns parents saying they loved her while misgendering her to the extent that reports had to be like "we loved [her] unconditionally. We loved [her] no matter what. I loved my [daughter]. People need to know that I loved [her]. [She] was a good kid, a good [girl]."
like you drove to her kill herself with just how much you did not love her and just how conditional it was.
but then again there's always something to be said about parents meaning "i loved my son i had power over, not the woman she actually was" in situations like that
something something no hate quite like Christian love
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Melting Hearts
pairing: charles leclerc x chocolatier!reader
summary: Ferrari hires a chocolatier to cater for their anniversary celebrations! The chocolate isnāt the only thing to melt
a/n1: Twitter is dead to me. Bluesky forever.
a/n2: all chocolate creations are from the chocolate guy, amaury guichon
a/n3: user 19 and 53 are back š
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scuderiaferrari: Weāre excited to announce that yourusername from the maison_du_chocolat has accepted our invitation to our anniversary celebration! We canāt wait to see what she makes for us!
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yourusername: Forza Ferrari Sempre! It was an honor to be chosen and I am excited to have the opportunity to be a part of this monumental event!
ā³user1: oh man oh man oh man am I sooooo excited for this!
ā³user2: Queen of chocolate!
user3: omg crossover of the century!
ā³user4: i literally canāt wait to see what she makes!
ā³user3: her creations are INSANE! her imaginationā¦
charles_leclerc: canāt wait! š
ā³arthur_leclerc: he really really canātā¦
ā³charles_leclerc: š
user5: I havenāt heard of her before but I just looked her up and damnā¦
ā³user6: right?
ā³user5: what I wouldnāt give to live in her mind?
ā³user7: dude what?
ā³user5: not in a creepy way but like how does she even imagine these things??
ā³user8: acceptable answer
carlossainz55: Forza Ferrari Sempre! Welcome to the Ferrari family!
ā³yourusername: glad to be here!
user9: I just checked her insta and damnā¦chocolate is not the only thing thatāll be melting
ā³user10: keep it classy!
maison_du_chocolat
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maison_du_chocolat: it has long been a dream of mine to go to Italy and visit the Ferrari factory! Now to be able to do that by invitation is an honor! Thank you scuderiaferrari
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user11: amazing!
user12: oh I canāt wait!
user13: cars? I have to care about cars now??
ā³user14: I kkkknnnnoooooowww. Like mother why?
ā³user13: vroom vroom I guess
charles_leclerc: it's our pleasure to have you!
ā³user19: šš
ā³maison_du_chocolat: thank you! š
ā³user19: šš
ā³user53: seriously? What now
ā³user19: nothing nothing nothing
carlossainz55: again! Welcome to the family!
ā³maison_du_chocolat: love to be here
yourbff: I expect all the details stat
ā³yourusername: literally on my way to you right now
ā³yourbff: with all the juicy details?
ā³yourusername: with something certainly
user15: love that jacket!
ā³maison_du_chocolat: gotta represent when Iām creating!
ā³user15: itās a chefās jacket???
ā³maison_du_chocolat: yup!
ā³user15: oh my god š„ŗš„ŗ
Bluesky
maison_du_chocolat
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maison_du_chocolat: a little sneak peak of whatās coming!
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user16: the anticipation is gonna actually kill me i think
ā³user17: extreme but understandable
user18: car? Horse? 3D model of the Ferrari logo?
ā³user17: an actual life size f1 car that runs
ā³user18: tbh it might actually be faster then what weāve been given this yearā¦
ā³user17: removing the floor and letting Carlos and Charles run the race is faster then this tractorā¦
ā³user18: youāre not wrong
scuderiaferrari: weāre eagerly awaiting the results!
ā³maison_du_chocolat: cool cool cool cool. No doubt no doubt, no pressure no pressure
ā³scuderiaferrari: youāve got this!
ā³maison_du_chocolat: admin why would you stress me out like thisā¦
ā³scuderiaferrari: from the bottom of my heart, my bad
user20: less than 1 week left!
ā³user21: I know! Iāve been counting down the days
ā³user22: me too!
charles_leclerc: any hints for your favorite driver?
ā³maison_du_chocolat: sorry but Sebastian isnāt racing anymoreā¦
ā³charles_leclerc: š„ŗš¢
ā³user19: š§š§
ā³user53: ok grandma letās get you back to bed
ā³user19: you just waitā¦youāll seeā¦
ā³user53: see what you crazy bat???
scuderiaferrari
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Transcript:
First frame: āAnd for our last topic,y/n from the La Maison Du Chocolatā¦ā
Second Frame: āCarlos: hahahaha, Charles: Oh nooooā¦ā¦, Carlos: yes letās talk about y/nā
Third Frame: āOh? Are you guys excited for the exhibit?ā
Last Frame: āCarlos: Charles definitely is!, Charles: She is very talented!, Carlos: Not what I meantā
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scuderiaferrari: we talk cars, collections, and chocolate!
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user23: awwww Charles is blushing āŗļøāŗļøāŗļø
maxverstappen1: š¹
ā³carlossainz55: itās even worse than you think
ā³maxverstappen1: how??
ā³carlossainz55: they cut a LOT of footage
ā³maxverstappen1: oh my god š¹
ā³charles_leclerc: it was not THAT bad
ā³carlossainz55: it was
user24: the challenge is donāt talk about your crush! Charles fails instantly
ā³user25: no but for real heās so in love??? Heās just heart eyes and blushing face the entire video
ā³user25: and THEY TAGGED her too! scuderiaferrari sees the vision as well
ā³user24: Iām confused on how they have EVEN MORE footage?? Like itās already 30 minutes of him yapping about yourusernameā¦
ā³user25: I NEED them to release the uncut version! scuderiaferrari! Please weāve never asked for anything
ā³scuderiaferrari: šš
ā³charles_leclerc: no.
ā³scuderiaferrari: š«£ sorry š
user19: yāall arenāt ready for what i have to say
ā³user53: Iām tired of this grandpa
ā³user19: thatās too damn bad! Theyāre dating!
ā³user53: seriously? Oh my godā¦
ā³user19: just wait and see user53. Just wait and see
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Bluesky
user26: oh my god
ā³user27: are you thinking what Iām thinking?
ā³user26: Charles Leclerc and y/n?
ā³user27: yes!!
user28: that crazy bitch has done it again
ā³user53: you better not be talking about user19 with that tone?
ā³user28: that crazy bitch (respectfully) has done it again ??
ā³user53: acceptable (barely)
user19: WHAT DID I SAY? I TOLD YOU
ā³user53: this is not PROOF. It is gossip!
ā³user19: I've been sayin' it. I've been sayin' it for ten damn years. Ain't I been sayin' it?
ā³user53: do you ever run out of movie quotes?
ā³user19: nope! CAUSE I WAS RIGHT!!
ā³user53: ššāŗļø
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maison_du_chocolat: here we are! And away we go!
Thank you scuderiaferrari for this wonderful opportunity! I hope your day is as wonderful as you are!
This was a chance of a lifetime and thereās no words I can write that will fully capture how much this means to me so Iāll simply say thank you again! Forza Ferrari Sempre!
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scuderiaferrari: š³š³š³
ā³scuderiaferrari: THESE ARE WONDERFUL!
ā³scuderiaferrari: The perfect way to celebrate!
ā³scuderiaferrari: Forza Ferrari Sempre!
user29: the classic car and the new one side by side?? šš
user30: the fomo I haveā¦
ā³user31: good god same. I wish I could have been there to see them in personā¦
charles_leclerc: magnifique!!
ā³maison_du_chocolat: thank you! And thank you again for showing me your car ā I definitely needed the close up reference
ā³user19: !!!!
ā³user32: on their thread??
ā³user53: not the time user19
ā³user19: but!
ā³user53: no
carlossainz55: these are amazing! Such artistry!
ā³maison_du_chocolat: stoopppp. Iām blushing!
ā³carlossainz55: šš
ā³charles_leclerc: š¤Øš¤Ø
ā³carlossainz55: š¤£
user33: the presentation of this was wonderful as well
ā³user34: almost better than the actual life size chocolate cars if Iām being honest
ā³user35: ok I donāt know if Iād go that farā¦
ā³user34: there was fireworksā¦
ā³user35: yeah ok
Bluesky
user36: starting a countdownā¦
ā³user37: to what?
ā³user36: just wait
user38: god when will it be my turn???
user39: they look so cute!
ā³user40: you canāt see their faces?
ā³user39: but they look so comfy together? Like even out in public, theyāre leaning up against one another ā thatās cute and lovely!
ā³user40: ā¦we need to get you a date
user19: !!!!
ā³user36: this user37
ā³user37: what?
ā³user53: yes yes yes youāre probably gonna be right. Letās not rub it in everyoneās face
ā³user19: you never let me have any fun
ā³user53: we still donāt know for certain that itās y/n!
ā³user19: it will be!
user41: Iāve never felt more single then these 2!! photos have made me feel
ā³user42: same
ā³user43: same
charles_leclerc
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charles_leclerc: happy 2 years mon amour ā theyāve been the happiest Iāve ever been.
Thank you for teaching me to bake Christmas cookies (and for the special love potion ā although you certainly donāt need to give me one!)
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user44: oh my god! 2 years???
user46: how on earth did they keep it a secret for so long??
yourusername: Mon soleilā¦I thought you wanted to keep this a secret?
ā³charles_leclerc: oops āŗļøāŗļøāŗļø
ā³charles_leclerc: not anymore!
ā³charles_leclerc: I need everyone to know youāre mine
ā³yourusername: Mon soleilā¦
ā³charles_leclerc: ehehehehe ššš
user48: Mon soleilā¦she calls him her sunshineā¦
ā³yourusername: he lights up my life!
ā³user48: my heartā¦I canāt go onā¦
ā³yourusername: oops??
maxverstappen1: finally
ā³charles_leclerc: what?
ā³maxverstappen1: you can now yap to everyone else about her
ā³maxverstappen1: stop bothering me
ā³charles_leclerc: when have i ever?
ā³carlossainz55: you think you have it bad?? And charles_leclerc the entire flight to Miami
ā³maxverstappen1: and Brazil
ā³oscarpiastri: and to Australia
ā³logansargeant: the entire driverās parade in Monday?
ā³alex_albon: and in spa?
ā³landonorris: to and from silverstone?
ā³charles_leclerc: let a romantic live will you?
ā³yourusername: awww soleil you talk about me?
ā³carlossainz55: yes
ā³maxverstappen1: more words than Iāve ever spoken
ā³oscarpiastri: nonstop
ā³logansargeant: never ending
ā³alex_albon: yes
ā³landonorris: yes
ā³charles_leclerc: yes š„°
#f1 smau#f1#f1 imagine#f1 fanfic#f1 instagram au#f1 x reader#f1 x you#formula 1 fanfic#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 instagram au#f1 fic#charles leclerc smau#charles leclerc x female reader#charles leclerc x you#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc imagine#charles leclerc fanfic#charles leclerc#formula 1 smau#formula 1 social media au#formula 1 x y/n#formula 1 x you#formula 1 x reader#formula 1#formula one#formula one x reader#formula one x you#formula one x y/n#formula one imagine
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Everything's so damn dark when the blindfold slips off that for a second she can't see a thing.
Don't panic. Don't scream. Don't hurt the baby.
Something groans at her feet and she startles straight into the pipe behind her head.
"'lo?" A voice asks, familiar enough to give her pause, and she wonders for a moment if this is a joke, if this is a trick, if this - "s'there?"
His words are slurred. A concussion, maybe, then. Great. Biggest man she knows and he's gonna be a useless pile of puke to her.
Don't panic, Maddie reminds herself, and then she starts giggling.
"Tommy?"
He groans an affirmative.
"Oh good. I feel a lot better about getting overpowered, now."
A hand grabs for her ankle and Maddie bites back a scream. It's Tommy's hand, big and warm and - fully unbound, which feels a little unfair. "Cunt drugged me," he says, then pauses. Squeezes her ankle. "Sorry for the language."
"No, it's, uh - I think it's warranted this time."
Maddie can't remember exactly how it'd happened to her. Had she been hit? Is she injured? She does a mental tally. Her lip feels swollen. Nose and eyes feel fine, though, so maybe she bit it? Neck, shoulders, all good. She's been bending her elbows and wrists just fine, she just doesn't have the leverage to do anything about the zip ties keeping her affixed to the probably pipe behind her. Hips, legs, knees. She wiggles her toes and in the darkness Tommy chuckles. "Everything accounted for?"
He must have done his own check while she was working through hers. She can hear him rustling around. "I'm still incredibly mad at you, but it's nice to hear your voice," she says, and Tommy goes still. "Tommy? All good?"
"...why are you mad at me?"
"Like you don't know?" Oh. Actually maybe she is more mad than she is glad. "You broke my brother's heart, idiot. I don't have any more room in my entire house for the coping mechanism he's come up with." She kicks, a little. Tommy grunts and shifts. "I hope that hit something painful and non-essential to our escape."
"He's - he'll be fine."
"What exactly is your definition of fine? Because it's been a few months and he's still bringing me baked goods on a bi-weekly basis."
"Bi-weekly like -."
"Do not get pedantic on me, Kinard. Two times a week. What's your status? Moving parts all still moving?"
"I think my balls have taken a vacation, but that's more a reflection on how terrifying you are than on this current situation."
Flippant. Sarcasm in the face of Maddie trying to get a full picture. Buck had called him funny and charming. Maddie's second kick doesn't land, but only because he's got a hand wrapped around her foot. "Once we're out of here, I'm gonna punch you in the face."
He hums. "For the balls comment, or the cunt thing?"
Maddie shrugs. Remembers that he can't see it. "Which part of 'broke my brother's heart' are you not getting?"
He sounds like he's moving gingerly. She can hear heavy bulky fabric rustle and she wonders if he's in three layers like usual. She could use something warm. "I - figured he'd be over it by now."
Maddie snorts. If she had to make a guess, Tommy glowers at the noise. "Dumbass."
And then it hits her. "The cunt? Skinny, brunette, pretty? Kind of...angular face?"
Tommy hums and takes her weight as she tries to kick again. "Sounds like her."
"Oh, Buck's gonna be pissed and embarrassed. She's rebound attempt number two."
Tommy's silent long enough that Maddie has to check in. He hums, and goes back to silence. "Rebound attempt?"
"If you hadn't noticed, we've actually been kidnapped, so maybe I can save your relationship afterwards?"
"I think she was trying to kill me," Tommy admits. "Otherwise why am I unbound in this shitty Saw knockoff?"
Maddie feels some extra pieces dropping into place. Oh, Buck is never gonna live this down actually.
"Can you overpower her if she comes in?"
"If she's not quick to try to drug me again. If I can figure out where the fucking door is. If -."
"A yes or no is fine. Pretty sure she's the Bay Butcher, if that helps you answer."
His pause is long. "...maybe," he says, and accepts the kick this time without block or protest.
#bucktommy#bucktommy fic#tevan fic#kind of#maddie & tommy#lol apparently abduction fic is my new muse
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It keeps me up at night thinking about how Illario shouldn't be First Talon because he's done anything wrong (by Crow standards) but because he's doing everything RIGHT.
This is just me connecting dots from various story sources but all the information we have on him suggests that he does what (current time) Crows do to absolute perfection down to a T. He's cunning, he lies, he seduces, he cheats, he gets the job done no matter the cost. He's ambitious and is playing the system the way it's intended.
Caterina is an interesting phenomenon because we can assume she has been First Talon and alive for so many damn years (kinda scary strong ngl lmao), which means she has witnessed an incredible amount of change, and I do believe she wants to steer the Crows back to their somewhat freedom fighter form from the past - by trying to unite them to fight for a better cause, like defending Antiva from the Antaaam invasion (Eight Little Talons). But she's also aging and needs someone to continue this fight for her. Lucanis meanwhile is a rather soft personality for a Crow Assassin, and while not perfect, his morality compass is pretty strong - he refuses to kill the elf girl who spots them in Wigmaker Job because it would just be killing an (already downtrodden) innocent - while Illario encourages him to clean up and leave no witnesses (the practical, correct choice from an Assassin pov).
Teia even comments that Illario is a good assassin but Lucanis' jobs tend to have so many more fires to put out than the regular and I believe it's because he always makes things harder for himself in order to spare as many collaterals as possible. So what I imagine happened is that Illario in trying to get as much of his grandmother's approval (just as much as Lucanis) has done everything RIGHT in an effort to please her and prove he's got what it takes, but he can never win because it's never what Caterina intended, and honestly that's so tragic to me. He was playing the game right all along but it was an entirely different game. (The ultimate line crossed was him sacrificing Lucanis for his ambition, and doing so because it's what's expected. I do not believe Illario to be as one note as he ended up in the game at all, I think he actually does genuinely care about Lucanis except for the fact that Crows need to be prepared to make the right sacrifice for the job and love cannot play a part in that - see Zevran's polycule.)
#illario dellamorte#lucanis dellamorte#caterina dellamorte#dragon age the veilguard#datv#dragon age#rambles#sorry for the word salad I have so many feelings#I doubt I've managed to express everything correctly but I am obsessed with the amount of tragedy happening within this family haha#word salad
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Giiiiirrrrrl, I'm back. Finally š
(It's been awhile lol We need to catch up in dms š)
I was so excited to get into this story, this universe, this character, and, most of all, your immaculate writing š¤š (I finally caught up on all things Tracker, so nothing is stopping me from devouring this deliciousness now š)
First of, Professor Goldstein is a piece of work... š I wouldn't blame her for spitting into his coffee every time he calls her sweetheart. But Russell, I see you. She's gonna be so annoyed with him š
As a Professor of History with two doctorates in your name
Ooooh, another professor character paired with some rugged Mountain Man š I'm addicted to those couples. She's all business up front, and he's all party in the back (seat of his Chevelle) š¤Ŗ
āIām sorry, Iāve got to run. Meeting my massage therapist at noon,ā he said
UGH. The nerve!!!!! Massage therapist????? How about I step on your back with my high heels, bro...
And then to go on about his trip and parasailing... Guess it's true. Ignorant people are happier š
Why, oh why did the Sciences building have to be on the other side of campus?
Or why are campuses so big in general? My university actually had several faculties strewn throughout the city. Sometimes it took an hour and several subway rides to get to your next lecture š
and these heels were killing your feet.
She needs a pair of sneakers in her purse. Or rollerskates!!! One of those electric scooters? š¤ (Dory's or Russell's next Xmas present for her would be something like this after they listened to her complain for months lmao)
Goldsteinās up my ass again and all Iāve had today is a crusty donut from the teacherās lounge, which Iām pretty sure was stale,ā you said, with your brows furrowed in frustration.
Please tell me Russell's in the room when she said that šš¤
When you finally looked up from your struggles, you realized that Dory wasnāt alone. She smiled at you in amusement, sitting at her desk beside a man who made you pause. Your eyes widened.
Yes, he is. Bahahahaha!!! š¤£š¤£š¤£
He's gonna love her š
Dory had told you someā¦interesting things about her family, including the fact that she had two older brothers.
Ooooh, right! I wonder how much she knows about the Shaws. Not something that comes casually up in the cafetaria I imagine š
āSriracha on fries, huh?ā you remarked, gesturing at the manās plate. Your brow was quirked, but he shot you a smile. āI said avert your eyes,ā he teased. āDonāt knock it ātil you try it, sweetheart.ā Ugh. Another sweethearting man.
Love this whole exchange. You're making my dreams come true, babe š
āYou gave her some PTSD,ā Dory said with a laugh.
Dead š¤£š¤£š¤£
His tousled hair and beard, while well-trimmed and neat, still gave him a roguish quality.
I keep thinking he probably has that look now because he was in the army for so long. Young Russell was pretty much young Dean Winchester in a uniform (hello there, soldier š)
āGuilty. Though Iām the handsome one,ā he said with a wink.
Well... It's a toss-up, I'd say š
You raised a brow at that. āYou make your own beer?ā
In. His. Car š©š©š©š
āNext time Iāll bring you some. You can tell me what you think.ā
If any strange man said that to you... š©š¤£
āYou know, itās amazing how much you and Colter have in common,ā Dory said.
Well, at least, Colter has an Airstream š
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His intentions couldnāt be any clearer than a mallet over the head, but you kind of found it endearing.
He is a professional flirt. Kind eyes...
āSo youāre on board with a ānext time.ā Good to know,ā Russell remarked.
Dear God, he does not stop, does he? š (On the show, I loved his persistence with Reenie too, even though it was mainly just to annoy Colter. But you captured him beautifully here with this sort of charm š„°)
PS: schmutz, schlep... I love the sprinkles of Yiddish in this š¤
āAnybody ever tell you, you got soulful eyes?ā he asked.
STOP IT! And he upgraded too!!! š¤£
Which only left the alternative: somethingā¦casual.
I mean... Why not? š¤·āāļøš¤·āāļøš¤·āāļø I'm with her on this. Red flags be damned š
I AM SO EXCITED FOR THIS! Gah, this was fabulous! I'm hooked! šš
Are they gonna stay casual? Something about her brooding and reluctance tells me it's not usually her style? Which means, will he eventually settle? Get out of the dangerous hitman-nomad life? And then there's the stories about their respective families. We already know some about Russell's. How is she gonna react if she learns everything? And there's something odd about her private life as well. Can't wait to dive into that bombshell š
Zep, my sweet genius Alex, you've outdone yourself once again. Bravo!!! ššš
A Line and a Half
Pairing: Russell Shaw x F. Reader
Summary: When Doryās eldest brother comes to visit her at Wyoming University, you donāt know quite what to make of Russell Shaw. But he knows exactly what he wants to make of you.
AN: Okay, hereās my first toe-dip into the world of Tracker with Russell Shaw! 1x12 gave me too many ideas not to explore this intriguing character. This is set before episode 12, but I have a little series I want to sketch out that will continue after this one-shot, so think of this as a āPart 1,ā if you will. š
Word Count: 3.2K
Tags/Warnings: A kind of āmeet cute,ā attempts at flirting, and hints of setup for more to comeā¦
You watched, silently simmering, as Dr. Goldstein added yet another packet of internship applications from his graduate students onto your desk.
Applicants that he, as the History Department Chairman, was supposed to review himself. Instead, heād been adding these hours quite literally onto your desk.Ā
āIf you could review these for me as well, sweetheart. Thank you,ā he said. āGet āem back to me by Thursday, okay?ā
As a Professor of History with two doctorates in your name, you once again grated internally at sweetheart, but you tried to keep that cringe off your face as well.
Goldstein barely even met your eyes when he dropped off his burden, and then aimed to leave your office.
āUh, Paul,ā you called out, raising a finger. You stood from your desk as quickly as you could in your pencil skirt, but the man was already out the door. You followed him out, your heels clacking on the tile floor.Ā
Damn it. Knew I shouldāve gone with pants, you said, continuing to hasten after your boss.
āPaul! Just a second,ā you said. That finally managed to turn the manās head off of his phone. He glanced at you while checking his watch.
āAbout the internship applicationsā¦and your midterm exam essays for that matter. Donāt you thinkāā you started to say, but the man spoke over you.
āIām sorry, Iāve got to run. Meeting my massage therapist at noon,ā he said, and rolled a seemingly stiff shoulder under his tailored blazer. āSomethingās just not right here after my trip to Cali last weekend. I donāt know what I did, pulled muscle or something. But hey, they do say parasailing is a sport.ā
You quirked a brow. āDo they?ā
You werenāt sure that being strapped into a parachute for a nice air glide over the Pacific counted as a sport.
Goldstein shrugged at your question and he kept walking down the hall. Though he turned back to toss you a pointed finger.
āNeed those by Thursday. Thanks, youāre the best,ā he said.
You watched him go, as proverbial steam began to escape through your ears. Slowly you pivoted on your heels, and you went back to your office. You grimaced at the large stack of applications. You were pretty sure he padded them with an extra section of midterm exams.
Tapping your nails on your desk, you grabbed your phone next to your desktop and checked the time. 11:30 a.m.
Screw it. Iām going to lunch, you thought.
Dory had to be out of her Intro Physics class by now, which meant sheād be in her office, ready for you to drop in on her a little early. You took up your purse and almost made it out the doorā¦but at the last moment, your anal brain made you turn back to grab a shoulder bag and the pile of applications. Maybe you could knock out a few during lunch.
Frigginā doormat, as your brother would say. Laughing at you, probably.
You rolled your eyes and headed back out the door with your haul of papers, purse, work bag, and keys, locking your office behind you.
Why, oh why did the Sciences building have to be on the other side of campus?
It was damn near a mile walk from your Humanities building over to Doryās office on the second floor. Your hands were laden with packets that couldnāt be contained by your heavy work bag, your purse was slipping off your shoulder, and these heels were killing your feet.
It was a miracle you and Dory had ever met on this campus. On your first day of teaching, youād of course been hopelessly lost. Somehow you ended up at the tail-end of one of her classes in one of the science auditoriums.
Sheād been gracious enough to help you, and even walked you all the way to the Humanities building so you could find your World History class before the students decided to just get up and leave. (And after fifteen minutes, they very well would.)
That day, she became your first real friend at Wyoming University. In the three years since, sheād become your best friend.
And now, her door was mercifully open halfway. You pushed it open and stumbled just a little from the transition of tile to carpet inside her office. Your papers nearly flew from your hands, so you struggled to right yourself and contain them all back into the semblance of neatness.
āHey, girl. You better be ready for lunch because Jesus fucking Christ. Goldsteinās up my ass again and all Iāve had today is a crusty donut from the teacherās lounge, which Iām pretty sure was stale,ā you said, with your brows furrowed in frustration.
When you finally looked up from your struggles, you realized that Dory wasnāt alone. She smiled at you in amusement, sitting at her desk beside a man who made you pause. Your eyes widened.
He was leaning casually with an elbow propped up on her desk, dressed in jeans and a worn, pale green jacketāa good match for his eyes. He looked a little rugged for Doryās tastes, but you couldnāt fault her, with the cut of that bearded jaw, and the smile raising the corners of his lips.
āHey,ā Dory laughed. āI see youāre having a good day.ā
You bit your lip in embarrassment, probably smudging your lipstick.
āIām so sorry. I shouldāve knocked first,ā you said, though you could see she seemed to be having an actual good day. Office picnic? Or maybe the handsome stranger was getting ready to take her out.
Dory just waved you in. She stood and set a hand on her companionās shoulder, and he got up along with her.
āItās okay. This is my brother, Russell,ā she said, and she introduced you in kind.
āWell, hi there,ā he said. He subtly took you in with his eyes as he held out his hand. Already you felt your face heating up with more than just embarrassment.
You were a bit shocked as well, to say the least. Dory had told you someā¦interesting things about her family, including the fact that she had two older brothers. You wondered which one this was, the middle child, or the eldest.
āHi! Sorry. Again. Nice to meet you,ā you said. You tried to hold your hand out to reach his, but a few papers began to spill out. You clutched at them on reflex, but Russell drew in quickly to help you.
āGot yourself a load there,ā he said. You agreed with an awkward laugh and a shrug of your shoulders.
āMy bossās idea of extra credit,ā you said wryly.
āYou can set it down on that chair over there,ā Dory said, pointing to one against the back wall, next to a tall filing cabinet.
You and Russell meandered over and managed to set down the stack without casualty. You were able to pull up the straps of your bag and your purse from falling off your shoulder and give him a grateful look.
āThanks,ā you said.
āNo problem,ā he said, giving you an easy smile back. āI actually crashed in unannounced, so if you two wanna to head to lunch, you go right ahead.ā
āUh, no. I havenāt seen you in months! You should come with us,ā Dory said. She grabbed her purse to join you and Russell by the door.
You raised your hands in placation. āOh, I wouldnāt want to intrude, especially if itās been a while since youāve seen each other. You guys should catch up.ā
Dory shook her head and grabbed your hand.
āUh, uh. I want to hear the latest on Paulās bullshit, and why youāre carrying half your office across campus. Letās go,ā she said, and gestured at your work bag. āLeave that here. Youāre gonna eat and talk to me. No working involved.ā
You laughed, but you agreed to her cajoling. With another glance at her brother, and those green eyes that seemed to be dancing, you joined them for lunch.
The three of you ended up at a diner that you and Dory frequented at least once a week. The food was good, the service was quick, and it was close to campus. Wins all around. Russell seemed to be enjoying himself, as he hummed in delight after the very first bite of his Philly cheesesteak.
āSriracha on fries, huh?ā you remarked, gesturing at the manās plate. Your brow was quirked, but he shot you a smile.
āI said avert your eyes,ā he teased. āDonāt knock it ātil you try it, sweetheart.ā
Ugh. Another sweethearting man. You narrowed your own eyes at him a bit. He caught the look and raised a hand in defense (the one that wasnāt holding his cheesesteak).
āUh oh. Whatād I do?ā he asked.
āYou gave her some PTSD,ā Dory said with a laugh. āDr. Goldstein likes to sugar coat his demands with sexism.ā
Russell noted your souring look with apology. Youād just finished recounting your morning for your friend, and recapping years of āsugar-coated demandsā for Russell.
āWhy donāt you just tell him to cram it up hisā¦uhā¦ā he paused. Seeing his little sisterās look of amusement, he amended. āOr you know, stuff it.ā
A smile twitched at your lips. āOh, believe me, Iād love to tell him to stuff it. But heās technically my boss, and the department chair. Even though Iāve basically been doing his job for two years now.ā
āWell, that sucks,ā Russell said. āAnd I feel for ya. Iāve had my share of shitty bosses in my time.ā
You sighed and accepted his commiseration with a nod.
It wasnāt fair, but Goldstein planned to retire early in a few years. Must be nice.
When he did, it would make you the most likely candidate to replace him as department chair. The way you saw it, this was giving you plenty of practice before you (hopefully) inherited the position.
Anyway, you shook your head. You didnāt want to talk about it anymore. You were more curious about one Russell Shaw. You now knew he was an army vet, and he carried himself like one. Calm, controlled, even though his smiles came easy. His tousled hair and beard, while well-trimmed and neat, still gave him a roguish quality.
āSo let me guess. Youāreā¦the eldest?ā you asked. You blotted at your mouth with a napkin, having finished your chicken panini.
Russell treated you to another one of those smiles, though this one held a hint of more.
āGuilty. Though Iām the handsome one,ā he said with a wink.
You found yourself smiling behind your napkin.
āIām sure,ā you replied.
Dory rolled her eyes. āDonāt mind him. Apparently my brotherās an incorrigible flirt.ā
He chuckled and sipped at his beer, but then he grimaced.
āEch. Frigginā weak,ā he said. āI brew better than this outta the trunk of my car.ā
Ā You raised a brow at that. āYou make your own beer?ā
āDamn straight,ā he said. His gaze turned a hint more playful. āNext time Iāll bring you some. You can tell me what you think.ā
You shared a telling look with Dory.
āNext time, huh?ā you asked.
āSure,ā he inclined his head. āI pop into town from time to time. Gotta check in and pester my little sister, the physics professor.āĀ
He laid a hand on Doryās shoulder, squeezing warmly. You could see the pride in his eyes, and it warmed you as well.
She turned to him with a smile, reaching up to cover his hand with hers.
āYou donāt pester me. Iād love it if I got to see you more often,ā she said.
āAh, I know, Iām sorry,ā he said, releasing her. āMy jobās got me all over the place. But Iāll be here for a week or so on this gig.ā
That intrigued you. āWhat do you do for work?ā
āAh, well, you could say I'm a contractor. Private security mainly,ā said Russell. His shoulders shifted as he became a little more guarded, you noticed. āMy company connects me with the client for as long as the job lasts. Could be a few months, sometimes a few days, depending.ā
āOh, wow. Do you live here in Wyoming?ā you asked. He paused, but tilted his head a little, back and forth as he considered your question.
āI kinda bounce around,ā he said. āJust go from one job to the next. Sounds a bit unorthodox, I know, but itās a living.ā
āInteresting,ā you nodded, but inside, you thought that sounded like a hard way to live.
Unstableā¦and lonely.Ā
āYou know, itās amazing how much you and Colter have in common,ā Dory said. She folded her hands on the table and met her brother with a pointed look.
He huffed in response, though he glanced at you, then back at his sister. As if he was saying, You really want to do this now?
Dory had told you before that Colter was a ārewardist,ā or some kind of bounty hunter. The nature of his work kept him busy, and seemingly too busy for his sister. But you also sensed there was an edgier history here.
For the first time, you felt like you were intruding in a moment between brother and sister that went beyond words.
After a moment, Russell shook his head.
āLook, I tried with him, all right? He wonāt talk to me,ā he said. He went back to eating, polishing off his fries. He offered you one that was half-smothered in sriracha.
āCome on. Live on the edge with me,ā he teased.
You eyed the sauce-covered fry in distaste, but after glancing up at his more playful smile, you accepted his offer. You chewed in contemplation, and found that the tangy hint of kick wasnāt so bad.Ā
āEh? Eeeh? Delicious, am I right?ā he said, his hands going wide.
You rolled your eyes, but you nodded in agreement.
āItās all right,ā you replied.
āYes!ā Russellās hands swept up higher, like he was celebrating a touchdown. "See, I told ya."
You couldnāt help but laugh. Dory shook her head fondly and gave him a clean napkin for the bit of schmutz she spotted at the corner of his mouth.
āHere, wipe your sriracha face.ā
āYou really donāt have to,ā you said, as Russell helped you gather your stack of papers and slung your work bag over his shoulder.
āNo, no. Iām a bonafide gentleman. Aināt that right, D?ā he asked his sister. She barely resisted the urge to roll her eyes again, but she did give you a knowing smile.
āOh, his intentions are pure,ā she said.
Ā And by that, you both understood her meaning. His intentions couldnāt be any clearer than a mallet over the head, but you kind of found it endearing.
This man really carried your stuff from the Sciences building across the entire campus to your office. All the while, he asked you about how you and Dory met, the kinds of things you two did together, and if you thought she was happy working here.
You had a feeling he was trying to learn more about his sisterās life. On one hand, it was rather sweet. On the other, it made you realize that there was distance in this family, both literal and figurative. You were glad to hear that Russell, at least, was trying to bridge that gap with his sister. Dory deserved to have more of that in her life.
As you explained to Russell while you led him down the hall to your office, your friendship with her had justā¦clicked. From the very beginning.
āDory, you know. Sheās more than kind,ā you said. āSheās a real one. I can rely on her, even when I canāt rely on my own family.ā
Russell hummed at that. āThat sounds like a story.ā
āYeah,ā you said, glancing away for a moment. You smiled and met his gaze once more. āMaybe one for another time.ā
āSo youāre on board with a ānext time.ā Good to know,ā Russell remarked. Your smile deepened.
It was good timing when you two finally reached your office. You unlocked it and let him inside, so he could set down your bag, and the god-forsaken stack of internship applications back onto your desk. Youād probably be stuck here working late on those.
āWell, thank you so much. You really didnāt have to schlep for me,ā you said.
When you turned, Russell was a bit close. Not uncomfortably so, but enough to make a trill of something zip up your spine. You smelled more intensely his cologne, woodsy and warm. Looking up at him, you once again found his smile.
āItās no problem,ā he said, but his eyes met yours for a moment, as if he lost his train of thought.
āWhat?ā you asked, a bit nervous.
āAnybody ever tell you, you got soulful eyes?ā he asked.
It took your brain a second or two to compute, but when his words registered, you had to laugh. You held it behind your hand, while the other went to steady yourself on your desk.
Ā āWell, thatās a line if Iāve ever heard one,ā you said, shading your āsoulfulā eyes with a hand.
You didnāt know it, but Russellās face warmed in slight embarrassment. He recovered though, taking in your pretty laugh, and the shade of your hair, let loose around your shoulders, and yes, your eyes, when you let him see them again.
If he hadnāt known before, now he was convinced.
He wanted to see more of you before he left town.
āHey, now that was 100% genuine,ā Russell said, but his grin spoke volumes. When your mirth died down, he scratched the back of his head.
āOkay, cards on the table. Would you be interested in grabbing a drink with me sometime?ā he asked.
You took in a breath at that. You actually did consider his offer, because homebrew and sriracha fries be damned, there was something more to him. It was lying in wait, behind those eyes that were drawing you in.
However, this was also a man whose job basically made him a nomad. It didnāt exactly scream relationship material.
Which only left the alternative: somethingā¦casual.
You just didnāt know if that alternative was such a good idea. Not with your best friendās brother.
āJust a drink. No frills, no more grilling you about my sister,ā Russell said, breaking you from your deliberation. He gestured a hand between the two of you. āJust this. You and me.ā
Eventually, you sighed. Your lips raised into a more genuine smile.
āSometime, huh?ā you asked.
He smiled back. āTonight?ā
You hesitated, but despite your better judgment, you nodded before you could change your mind. You still werenāt sure what to make of this guy, but you were willing to find out.
āSure,ā you said. āHowleyās at eight?ā
āWell, all right,ā Russell said.
He surprised you by sweeping up your hand into his. You looked up at him, curious, but not wary. Anticipation tingled down your spine.
He pressed his lips to the back of your hand. Soft shock made your eyes widen as you blushed, feeling the subtle graze of his beard against your skin.
Who is this guy, Cary Grant? you thought.
But when he pulled away, you had to remind yourself to breathe. Again, you caught sight of his cheeky grin.Ā Ā Ā
āSee you tonight,ā he said.
AN: He is beauty he is grace, he is Mr. Sriracha Face. š
Let me know if you guys liked this! š It's my first time writing a character based solely on one episode, but next up is a series that will continue this one-shot. It's called Every Second Counts.
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āAre you absolutely sure?ā you asked, with your hands on your hips.Ā
You wanted no miscommunication here, no read-between-the-lines mishaps, no subtext or nuance to bite you in the ass later. So here you stood in the middle of your best friendās office, still on the Wyoming University campus after your last class.
Dory had to laugh at you. She pushed away from her desk and threw her hands up.
āYes, for the love of God, you can grab a drink with my brother,ā she said.
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I heard you were begging for Silco asks and I will take literally anything.
Jealous Silco or Jealous Reader (bonus points if Silco doesn't notice that someone is hitting on him)
I also feel like Silco would be an amazing dance partner/classical waltz style or some intimate partner dance but would only ever do it in private.
Silco with a reader who is maternal with Jinx ā¤ļø
Smut or fluff, whatever you feel like writing I just want to treat that man right š
To all the anons that requested Silco i will be getting on that soon!! Now I present to you: Silco looking for a mum for Jinx, any takers?
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The Zaunite air was filled with an unrelenting heaviness. Each day, despite Silcos best efforts, the food was getting scarcer and people were more and more scared. It wasnāt ever too much. He could handle it no doubt. Right?
Jinx was sitting on his desk and talking his ear off.
She was enjoying her time with him while Silco was quietly taking care of some documents. Spending time together with Jinx was one of the few things he enjoyed in life. Sure, his unique appearance made many women drawn to him and most people in Zaun felt nothing but respect for the man but he never developed anything meaningful, anythingā¦ tangible. Aside from Jinx he had no one.Ā
The stream of words being let out of Jinx at, at least, 200 words per minute stopped when there was a knock at the door. āCome in.ā Said Silco with his usual sombre tone. He always filled the room with a certain coldness few were able to tolerate or enjoy, for that matter. Sevika entered the room. āSomeone wants to talk to you.āĀ
He nodded, giving her permission to let them in.Ā
During the conversation with whoever was sitting on the other side of the desk Jinx kept returning to the thought that brushed by her mind that morning. Shouldnāt someone as undoing as a daughter have a mother by her side? Jinx was good. Good at what she did, good at killing and even better at creation. She lacked the maternal hand that was supposed to lead her through life even if she wasnāt exactly aware of what she was looking for she needed someone to guide her through her life.Ā
On the other hand, Silco, the effective ruler of Zaun, didnāt have anyone to share the parental burdens of life with. The swooning crowd of power-hungry women in the city werenāt a good choice for a mother. Not for someone as unpredictable as Jinx.Ā
Jinx was convinced you fell from heaven for her, how could he not see it? A godsend perfect for what she needed.
The Last Drop was busy. People talking, the air stuffy with Zaunite tensions, dilemmas and the smoke being extruded out of the lungs of many. He noticed you before, an everyday woman, providing her parents with whatever they needed in their old age. He didnāt do many of the job interviews himself, his lesser henchmen took care of that, but the barkeep of The Last Drop was the person he came to care for.Ā
āYouāre hired.ā He said at the end of your chat.
You were used to people chatting you up while you were behind the bar, an additional drink, boredom or true infatuation were all at play here. Neverā¦ this. āWhat can I get you?ā You said when someone took the only free stool at the bar. When they didnāt answer you so you turned around to check them out. If they were a danger to the well being of the people inside or the bar itself youād rather they threatened the guards than you.Ā
What transpired was truly bizarre. You expected to see anyone here, Sevika in a foul mood, Jinx with a gun to your head or even one of the lesser lackeys of the many people running this city. Silco? Silco was last on your list.
You froze in place almost dropping the pint you were holding. Quickly you put it on the counter in front of the person who ordered it and turned your attention to him. He looked at you with an unusual intent, normally when youād look over to his usual spot heād be smoking and surveying the room with his ice-cold vision, today there wasā¦ need.Ā
You were stuck in place not being able to even utter a word in such presence. After a moment more of scaring you into an early grave he spoke. āCome to the back, someone will take your place for tonight.ā Suddenly terror turned into anxiety. āAm I being replaced?ā He only stood up and went around the bar to presumably accompany you there.Ā
Your heart was pounding and your hands were sweaty, this could be your execution you realised. Your mind was going a million miles a minute, combing through all your wrongdoings and if you were eligible for any pardon.Ā
He didnāt enjoy that scared expression on your face, he enjoyed them on most people with exception to Jinx and wellā¦ you. āNothing to be afraid of, lady.ā Said Jinx toying with her gun. That definitely didnāt mitigate your concerns. āSheās right.ā Said Silco somehow appearing behind you. You jumped at his sudden intrusion into your personal space.Ā
Explaining what they wanted was certainly difficult. You had a lot of questions regarding your new position as aā¦ babysitter for Jinx? Youād never say that out loud for fear of swift death. The payment was lucrative as well so you decided on accepting the offer. At the end of the talk you were more or less familiarised with what this job entailed, along with being a co-parent to Silco, you were to be on their beck and call, still you retained the position of the barkeep.Ā
As all people you were a bit afraid of Jinx. Looking at her she was inconspicuous, the braids giving her a child-like wonder look to her. Underneath you could feel a profound sadness sitting inside of her and you were determined to make this weird little fucked up family a happy one at least.Ā
You were happy to tend to wounds, look after The Last Drop when needed and listen to Jinx talk for hours. With time, Silco grew fond of you. Your mannerisms of a caring and doting parental figure, despite all which burdened you, would soon make him swoon.Ā
One night after closing when you were wiping down tables Silco walked in, in an unusually good mood. He leaned on one of the clean tables. āHello. How was your day?ā You asked mindlessly, not noticing him inching closer and closer to your figure. Nobody else was in the room when it all happened.Ā
You werenāt the best at concealing your growing affection towards Silco. The longing stares werenāt doing you any good and the fact that somehow he kept catching you was even worse. You were sure your position was soon to be terminated.Ā
He spun you around and caged your body between his own. His breath was warm and falling just over your chest. āSilco?ā You dared.Ā
āYou make me sick with worry sometimes.ā He wasā¦ smiling? Silco was smiling? You couldnāt make anything out, your head was spinning from the proximity and his cologne. āLook at me.ā He demanded grabbing your chin and tilting it upwards. āIāve got a question.ā You nodded. āDo you want to dance?ā You were stunned.
The tables were moved to the sides as Silco put a few coins into the jukebox and began striding towards you with the delicacy and grace of a cat. You put your arm on his shoulder and grasped his other one. He led you around the room to the song being played and amidst the growing tension, brought his lips to yours, hesitantly. The kiss was magical, you could feel yourself rising above the roof when he finally closed the gap. You reciprocated the kiss and as the song faded away he put his hands on your cheeks trying to get as close to you as possible.
He thought heād lost the spark and now, here you were.Ā
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I think something that's bothers me about how folks talk about mouthwashing is how they talk about Swansea. It's either "Swansea would have killed Jimmy immediately if Anya had told him" or "he knew and he did nothing just like curly." because, to me at least it leaves out a lot of nuance to his character and situation. Curly and Swansea are really good foils to each other, one who's got a reputation for being the kind and helpful captain but in the end does nothing to truly protect the crew from Jimmy, and one who's gruff, harsh, and cruel but genuinely tries to help in the background, the reliable mechanic.
(read more for a long Mouthwashing character ramble tw for unwanted pregnancy and SA)
Because Curly is the one with the power. He doesn't take what Jimmy did seriously enough. And you can say that he might not have known fully what Jimmy did, but I think the "I told you" pregnancy conversation and his reaction to Jimmy right before the crash ("come on we'll get through this together. We'll figure it out, you've had hard times before-") are indicators that he knew, but he still chose to stick by his friend and treat it like a "mistake" rather than what it really was.
Now that's my own personal speculation of course, there's no outright scene of her telling him "your best friend assaulted me", but I think there's enough evidence in game through Anya and Curlys interactions to say that he knew, and he knew before Anaya knew she was pregnant. He had a fully functioning ship and four fully functional cryo-pods. He could have at least given Anya more security, kept her far away from him, and at most forced him into the cryopod until they got back to earth. Jimmy STILL had full, uncontrolled access to the cockpit AFTER his freakout with curly. AFTER Anya tells curly she doesn't feel safe with him. AFTER Curly finds out he raped Anya. He's so focused on seeing the good in his friend that he does NOTHING to protect Anya, doesn't strip away not one of Jimmy powers as copilot and consequently endangers her and the rest of the crew.
Curly was the captain, he had the power to relegate Jimmy to the fucking storage closet if he really wanted, at least put him in the cryopod until they got back to earth. In fact, he was the only person above Jimmy in terms of rank on the ship, but he chose to do nothing. He chose to let Jimmy continue as acting co-pilot, chose to comfort him rather than actually confront him. Slides off his weird sexual comments as jokes "So what's this about horses?"
Now let's compare that to Swansea, the mechanic.
We don't have any evidence that Swansea knew about what Jimmy did until after the crash ("it's been her telling me things") where they were trapped with no captain, barely any rations, and a single cryopod that he kept hidden away in the one room he had the key too (and the only room that could lead into medbay). He didn't use it for himself, he makes it clear he didn't intend on getting off this hunk of metal in his last few conversations with Jimmy.
Swansea as the ship's mechanic, was used to fixing things in the background. He didn't need to get along with anyone to keep the ship running, he didn't need people to like him to keep them safe. We see that with Daisuke. He's harsh on him, for sure, but he leaves constant notes to help him learn. Genuinely tries to keep him out of harm's way when it comes to more dangerous jobs. We know Anya was scared of Jimmy getting a weapon, she hid the gun case in the medical bay even knowing she would never get it open. We can see Swansea and Anya off on their own towards the first days after the crash, and Swansea still has a tight grip of the axe weeks and months later.
I personally think that was him trying to keep Jimmy from having access to a weapon. The only time Jimmy gets the axe while Swansea is alive is when Anya Specifically asks him to use it to get medical supplies. I don't think that's a coincidence.
Swansea, like any good mechanic, was quietly trying to keep things running out of Jimmy's sight. It's not until everyone is dead or dying that he snaps, that he finally takes direct action. But it was too little too late.
Both Curly and Swansea thought they were doing the right thing, helping in their own way. Curly genuinely wanted to see the good in Jimmy, wanted it to just be some challenge they could overcome, but in doing so he failed to see the monster right in front of him. He had all the power (in context of the crew, the company is a whole other can of worms I have so many other thoughts on), but he was too afraid to use it. Hell, he was DISCOURAGED to use it if the memo about HR complaints are anything to go by. Swansea, on the other hand, never trusted Jimmy, never even really liked him, but he didn't want to make anything worse either. He didn't know what would actually set Jimmy off, or what he was capable of, and aside from just straight up killing him what else could he do that wouldn't just push Jimmy further off the edge? Like with the foam. "One wrong move and you'll rip this ship a new asshole", he worked carefully, hiding the last pod from Jimmy, keeping the only other weapon on himself, guarding the only other entrance into Medbay, but Jimmy was escalating quickly. He underestimated how far Jimmy was willing to go, just like Curly had, and in the end suffered the consequences.
The only character who actually understood how dangerous and unstable Jimmy was is Anya. She knew the moment she found out she was pregnant he would hurt her ("you won't let me protect myself"). He wouldn't be able to take it, he would do something drastic. She knew he was escalating the longer they were stranded. Anya is the only crew member who truly understood how dangerous Jimmy was and took direct action.
And interesting thing to me is that she doesn't just kill herself. She locks herself in the medbay. She could have waited for Jimmy to sleep, or locked herself in the cockpit, but she locked herself in the medbay with Curly. She knows that with her gone there would be no one left to take care of him, she knew Jimmy would continue to escalate his abuse, and with her gone all of his anger and fear and guilt would turn on Curly.
And wouldn't you know it? She was right. Without Anya to stop him, he takes curly out of the bed, forces him upright into the cryopod, and forces a man with no skin, no arms, no legs, and infected tissues to be frozen for 20 years while the rest of his crew Rot. And that's only what we know to be reality- if any of his delusions had some basis in reality he could have done so so much more. Anya is the Only one to take reasonable, direct action to keep herself, and then Curly, safe.
But she didn't have enough power over Jimmy to truly protect herself. She didn't have the code to the gun case, she didn't have a weapon or a rank to fall back on. She was outnumbered by men who she knew from experience either wouldn't or couldn't keep her safe, and she was heavily pregnant with a baby she didn't want and most likely couldn't even get enough nutrients to sustain either her or the fetus. She was physically weakened and trapped in a stranded ship with her abuser with no way home and a medical miracle (curse) in Curly.
This game is a really good reflection of reality, in my opinion as an abuse survivor. Some people will see them as "one of the boys" and constantly excuse or downplay their actions (Curly), some people will do small things in the background, recognize the abuse and disprove, but don't want to get in the way or make things worse (Swansea), and some people are just straight up oblivious/naive (Daisuke). But in the end, it's the system that allows abuse and incentives coverups to keep peace or save face that really allows abuse to fester and escalate.
Which is why I personally have a problem with the idea that Anya should have just Told A Different Man because it ignores the very real chain of power and her own agency in her story, AS WELL AS the idea that Swansea and Diasuke knew but didn't care because that's just not reflective of real life. Not every man is some rapist apologist who doesn't care what abusers do until it happens to them, some people just don't know what to do, or don't have any good options that wouldn't result in further abuse. Hell some people just don't even fucking notice! Not everyone has had exposure to the signs or knows what to look for.
It's easy when looking at fictional depictions of abuse to say "well if I was there I would have just punched him/killed him/called the police" but real life, in that moment, its never going to be clear cut. You can call out abuse, but that might just lead to that abuser taking it out on their abuse victim later. They could even start to target you for daring to speak out, or try to hurt you and cut you off from the person being abused. You can know all the right steps and the right programs, but in the moment, when faced with a real situation where someone could get hurt or even killed? You stumble. You think things over, you don't try and make any direct moves that would set their abusers off. Sometimes that's a good instinct, and sometimes that just lets abuse escalate. It's never a good situation, and it's never actually anyone's fault but the abusers. And this way of thinking also conveniently leaves out the survivor of this abuse, and portrays them as someone who needs to be saved, rather than someone who needs support and resources to save themselves. It also very conveniently lets the company that Put Anya in this situation in the first place get off Scott free.
The solution isn't "oh one of the men on board should have personally killed Jimbo and saved Anya all by himself" its "Anya deserved the support of her crewmates instead of being forced into close proximity with her rapist and also maybe Jimmy shouldn't have access to the fucking controls or medbay or any weapons- AND ALSO the crew shouldn't have financial incentives not to report things to HR"
#yall thought this was a curly and swansea analysis?#nope got distracted with Anya#my beloved šš#i just dont like the very black and white analysis ive seen going around#the nuance of this game and their situation is truly the best part#i also think the men of the crew and centered too much in discussions of Anyas assault#mouthwashing#anya mouthwashing#curly mouthwashing#swansea mouthwashing#stari wont shut up#yall take a shot everytime i said escalate wtf#read a thesaurus or something me. damn
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What kind of wounds would a shotgun give to someone thats not wearing any bullet proof vest but just thick, winter jackets? Like those heavy jackets with fleece on the inside that old guys wear alot. ( I think its called a work jacket?)
I've always thought a shot gun would give some sort of blast damage and make quite a mess, but in The Day of The Jackal ep 6 it didn't seem that bad when he killed that farmer guy in Hungary lol.
So here's a fun thought to play with. A leather jacket is made from treated animal hide. In most cases, they're actually softened a bit to be more comfortable.
Shotguns are frequently used to hunt large game. Large game where their primary form of armor is their skin. Their skin which does almost nothing to stop a shotgun blast.
So, unless it's loaded with something like rocksalt, a leather jacket is not stopping a shotgun.
In answer to your original question, āwhat kind of wounds?ā Catastrophic ones. It would be really messy.
Also, remember shotguns are still usable up to ~100 meters, at which they'll have a roughly 2m spray pattern. Getting hit by a shotgun, even at 50 meters, is going to be really bad. It's a bit like hitting someone simultaneously with a hail of small caliber rounds. Individually one piece of shot isn't likely to be lethal, but get hit with five or six of them, and that's a real problem. It's going to create a bunch of wound channels, and each wound has a chance to hit something vital, or ricochet and try again. And even at best, you're going to be losing blood from each of them simultaneously.
As for actual armor, most Level III or higher armor should stop a shotgun blast. However, shotguns are pretty good at damaging body armor. So someone wearing a ballistic vest who takes a shotgun hit, probably isn't going to be safe from the next pistol round that hits their vest anywhere near where the shot landed.
Similarly, with plate carriers, it shouldĀ be fine, but there's a real risk that some of the shot chipped the plate. That's not going to cause the next shotgun blast to punch through, but it does mean that carrier now can't be trusted to stop rifle rounds.
Now, none of that are things you usually obsess over. For the most part, ballistic armor is single use anyway. If you're wearing a Kevlar vest and get shot, it's time to replace that vest. So, having your vest soak a shotgun hit isn't some kind of special tactic on your enemy's part, and is really just your vest doing its job.
Against unarmored targets, shotguns can be downright horrific.
So, using a winter parka to stop a shotgun blast is probably the result of someone who heard the, āshotguns are horrible at armor penetration,ā line and took it a little bit too seriously.
There are some AP shells out there. Including slugs that market themselves as armor penetrating. I've never looked too deeply in to these. I know of their existence, but not how effective they actually are.
There's also probably some close quarters scenarios where a slug might punch right through body armor, even though, generally speaking, slugs lose energy extremely quickly, and at mid to long range, they're not going to penetrate. Ultimately, it is an 18mm bullet without a lot of powder behind it, so the drop off makes sense, but it's still a lot of mass to deal with when it's leaving the barrel. Even if your armor holds up, taking that hit is probably not going to be fun.
-Starke
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SY is just 1 little guy he is trying so hard he is just a little nerd hunting all the achievements and secrets
He is making SJ apologize to everyone
Worst of Binghe and SJ have split custody.
Airplane does NOT envy his new cucumber-bro
I read a few but I am kinda soft for the idea of System!SY but like a player in a Video game.
Specifically I am thinking of the game Off! Where the player is their own entity the character it kinda aware of.
So SY dies and wakes up when Binghe lands in the abyss. He is given the objective to help Binghe out of the Abyss and steer him towards the best ending!!!
SY is excited because he!!! Gets to help Binghe!!
Binghe is pissed his seal came off and now he is being ordered around by some green spirit. His powers are still sealed and slowly being released by said kinda annoying ghost.
The worst part other then the Ghost being overly excited to be in Hell and seemed to be too elated about one of the worst fucking moments of his life-
The Ghost is actually fucking helpful. āShen Yuanā (what a fucking joke to give him a āShenā as a guide) knows more about monsters and their weaknesses, has an idea on what is edible what isnāt, he knows what plants to avoid, what areas are safe- and he also seems to genuinely want to keep him safe.
SY has a the video game advantage of either knowing when attacks are coming or knowing how heavy an attack will be. He also knows what Binghe can do at anytime/is controlling the attacks to some extent- either pokemon style or like the game OFF! Where is auto attacks or manual where Binghe canāt attack unless SY! Chooses.
For the first little bit Binghe resists or does the opposite where SY directs him only to- shockingly- get hit.
So I feel like for the longest time they were just at odds and bickering before SY puts it on auto and just plays it like a turn based game. Like for him sometimes time is slower except for Binghe, so he has faster reactions and honestly is more in canon with the āprotagonist haloā. Where he can spend points and has his own little influence if things are dire otherwise he is more or less following his favorite protagonist through the story.
And Being such a big Binghe fan he is more than happy to just Let Binghe have the power only taking control when things look dire. He is the biggest hype man, offering information and support, offering insight or knowledge only him as a strange green figment that only Binghe can see.
He vanishes when Binghe flirts with women though. He goes off and explores or watches monsters, he hated this aspect of the book and if Binghe wants then he should- he only gets protective and sticks around if he feels like Binghe is getting taken advantage of- (though the first few times Binghe snapped at him and told him to scram- so he did in his own pissy fit) they go right back to Bickering but fuck SY still cares and he kinda likes how he can see this part of Bingheās story.
They canāt go far from each other (I am thinking about as far as camera can scroll out) but SY can turn off audio and stuff on his side.
Though eventually Binghe just starts to trust SY. If SY says right he is moving right, if SY says between the eyes his sword is inbetween their eyes, if SY says run and hide he vanishes from the field. Because for all the bitching, raging and ranting- Binghe does notice a lot is on his sake.
And you knowā¦. In the Abyss he isnāt alone. He isnāt figuring this shit out by himself he has someone who floats next to him asking what he wants to improve. Attack? Speed? Health? He has someone that he can mentally connect with and they just both viciously attack low IQ villian and plots where only they can hear.
The angst that the only person to interact with SY is Binghe. Who he canāt hold when Binghe has nightmares, who he can only heal if he has the resources and to produce medicine/fast heal, but is also the only person who sees and hears SY. So if he is ignoring SY- SY is alone- and I think deep down he is a social person. Binghe is subjected to a flood of questions SY wants to ask.
And Binghe has one person who cares about him and is always at his side (even forced SY never implies he feels forced in fact he seems always excited to be next to Binghe)- and Binghe canāt touch him, canāt feed him (āI would love to try your food- but I canāt.ā), canāt cherish him.
SY who is nice, who is considerate, compassionate, he cursed like he lives in a brothel and rages like a demon- but he also scolds Binghe for ignoring people, he snaps when Binghe doesnāt actually help- just takes what he wants and leaves, he believes Binghe is so much better for the world if he only got over himself and stopped thinking with his rage and anger. He thinks Binghe is smart, he thinks Binghe is strong, he thinks even half demon- Binghe is meant to be good.
What a kick in the stomach.
They canāt touch but Shen Yuan is trying his fucking best to get Binghe through hell. He apologizes for bad calls, he gets better himself, he takes his hands off the reigns but I think there are times he canāt help it. They fight, they talk, they are together.
Shen Yuan always loves Binghe and maybe he still ends up a little blackened but Binghe is quietly determined to make SY corporal. Pull him from that control panel and somewhere Binghe can hold him close. Maybe tuck him away in a nice little cottage where there is a little farm and greenhouse with all the plants SY can tend to, bookshelves filled to the brim with books and stories, in a place where SY can see all sorts of creatures to his hearts content.
The āVideo Gameā character being protective of their āplayerā
SY being a rage gamer also is so funny to me, Binghe is the only one he hears the absolute filth and insults SY throws at their enemies and frankly he either repeats it or relents that he isnāt as creative.
Binghe maybe not aware of his protagonist halo but aware of the little green ghost who can just barely manipulate the world if Binghe is in enough trouble. Shen Yuan being the only one who gets quests and updates of things Binghe needs to do and being limited on what he can tell Binghe.
The soft apologies when SY canāt control where they go or what happens can only help Binghe respond.
This is long and I am still pulling thoughts but I am slowly getting brain rot
#imma about to drop the doddles that have been haunting me#you are so fucking close to convincing me to actually go through with the SY is forcibly trying to make SJ a better person#SY had to deal with the most feral version of Binghe SJ#he is cleaning up messes#Binghe sees SY hovering over SJ looking so fucking stricken#and Binghe is ready to stab the man that keeps taking everything from him#I feel like Binghe is aware enough of the system and how little control SY has with it#so the system is SWEATING as kill bill sirens goes off and is trying to figure out how to turn a player into a love interest#Monika has nothing on Binghe who is both Bingge and Bingmei#that is HIS player HIS soul mate why the FUCK does his scum villian get him?????#SY low key wants to help SJ but also would like to have his Binghe back thank you#svsss#I am sadly#in love with father figure forcibly adopting SY#I am sorry
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Meeting Olly Wang for the First Time: Influence
G/N. Sort of soft. I did it anon!! Masterlists
In hindsight you could have been considered a bad influence except you felt bad for him. You like to think that you showed Olly Wang there was more to life than studying, there are some things that can't be taught through textbooks.
You taught him how to live, you gave him room to breathe.
But sometimes, when the nights are too silent and your brain is too loud, when you miss him so much it hurts, you would think that it was all your fault. You set him on this path.
It's stupid, of course. Your minor risk-taking and vices are nothing compared to what has happened since.
Still, it eats away at you.
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It's entirely by chance that you meet.
You're not particularly studious, but empty pockets and a meagre allowance accompanied with bad weather means your options are limited.
In the library, tucked away in the corner is a boy.
Trying his best to read and study yet annoying teenagers continue to heckle him. Throwing balled up pieces of paper and calling out derisive comments.
"Fuck off," you snap, feeling kind hearted today and storming over. You drag one of them away by the hair.
"Hey! Get off-" He tries to wiggle out of your grasp.
"Leave him alone, assholes," you snarl, shoving him away.
The commotion is finally enough to draw the attention of the staff.
The teens are shooed out, throwing angry daggers your way.
"You're welcome by the way," You tell the boy in the corner and you think he mutters something about being able to take them on himself.
Narrowing your eyes, you yank his ear, "What did you just say?"
When he doesn't react, you let go. Huh?
He doesn't feel pain, he tells you, or to be honest, anything. And then when you continue glaring at him thinking that that's bullshit, he introduces himself as Olly Wang.
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The first time he ditches class, as a middle-schooler, is with you. Just two kids wandering the streets of Gangdong. You, used to skipping the occasional days and class, and embracing freedom, while Olly fidgets next you.
His mouth, usually stretched too wide in a grin, is pulled down at the corners today. Tense eyes behind glasses anxiously flickers from side to side.
"You think your parents are going to catch you?" You tease, slinging an arm around his shoulders.
"No." Olly doesn't sound convinced and you sigh.
"So what do you want to do?"
"Me?" he asks, blinking owlishly as if that's the first time someone has ever asked him that question.
You shrug off his weird response. "We can go the park. Shopping. Not that I have any money. Arcade-"
"Arcade!" he pipes up, then cowering and furtively glancing around him in case his parents are actually around.
Nevertheless, he spends hours and hours by your side; fighting each other, killing zombies, and racing cars. The sound of 8-bit music and bright flashing lights soon drown out his fears.
That day, Olly smiles genuinely along with you.
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You first hear about Eli Jang a few weeks later.
Apparently he's fallen in with a new group of friends and this guy is the coolest person he has ever seen.
He's an orphan, he does whatever he want.
"Ok," you deadpan to each fact about this Eli Jang, growing more bored by the second.
Olly, oblivious to your reaction, continues fawning over him.
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"Here, try it,"
You only offered the cigarette to stop him talking about Eli Jang. You've lost count of the times you've rolled your eyes.
Olly pauses, torn between wanting to impress you and not wanting to inhale the nasty smoke.
He gives in when he sees the playful glint in your eyes. His finger brushes yours as you pass it to him, and he places his lips where yours were just mere seconds ago.
"ACK!"
You giggle to yourself watching Olly hacking and sputtering.
You reach out to ruffle his hair once he calms and he peeks at you feeling his throat and cheeks burn.
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"Why do you want to be like Eli?" you side-eye Olly, interrupting his ranting.
"I-" Olly starts, and then finds he can't say the words in your presence. He thinks Eli is the only one that makes him feel something but-
Deep down, when he's with you, he's not sure that's entirely true.
You misread his pause for something else.
You shrug, "I like you as you are."
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"Want some?" you ask, shaking the bottle of soju at him.
Olly bites his lip, "Eli wouldn't-"
"Ugh!" You cut in rudely. "I've never met the guy and I feel like I know everything about him. Will you shut up about Eli?"
"But Eli-"
"I said shut up," you pull him by his stupid collar and yank his stupid lips to yours.
You consider blaming your actions on the alcohol even though you've barely taken a sip.
Olly stares at you, dazed, but there's a fire in his eyes.
"Ok." He agrees, then adds as he adjusts his glasses. "Only if you'll do that again."
You raise your eyebrows at his audacity. At this strange boy who was tucked away in the corner of the library.
"I thought you said you couldn't feel anything?"
Olly gives you a grin, different from his trademark open-mouthed one. It's almost a smirk. His gaze meets yours, determined and unwavering.
"I think I might have felt something then."
You lean in, at the same time as he does, meeting him halfway and kissing him again.
#to anon who planted the thought of olly wang in my head weeks ago. i finally reread their arcs#not thoroughly. as you can tell from the quality of writing#lookism#lookism x reader#olly wang#olly wang x reader#wannaeatramyeon
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hi! congratulations on 500 followers! could you make the full nsfw alphabet list with Idia please? (sorry for the bad English)
šI POSTED!!! I've had this sitting in the drafts for a week and I finally decided to post it (YAY!!!). I've also got Jade's qued up for later today, and I'll be working on Azul and Floyds in my free time (when I get free time that is). Sorry I took so long to post, life has been tough on me and I just didn't have the tools to deal with it. I'll be back and posting irregularly until December when I can actually take time and write again.
Idia NSFW Alphabet!
A = Aftercare: Idia Shroud is the WORST at aftercare, and I say this with so much love and kindness to the walking punching bag that calls himself a man. Genuinely though, sex overstimulates him so badly, so he cannot handle anything after the fact. Heās the kind to roll over off you (more like slide you off him) and fall asleep immediately. Of course, he mumbles out something about it feeling good and all that stuff, but 9 times out of 10 heās out like a light.
B = Body part: He is a thigh man. He doesnāt care if it's thick and meaty, he just wants to rest his head on it. Maybe give it a nibble, if youād let him of course (consent is key, even for a dirty Otaku like him). For himā¦ he doesnāt like most things about himself, but if you seem to like something about him a lot, he grows to like it too. So if you like his hair, itās probably his hair, if you like his lips or teeth itās them. (What can I say, heās weak for you).
C = Cum: SALTYYYYY! He doesnāt take care of himself what did you expect. Itās unpleasant to taste, and thereās A LOT of it to taste. Itās a pretty thick consistency and really sticky, fun to play with and watch dribble down your stomach and face.Ā
D = Dirty secret: He wants you to peg him. I wouldnāt say thatās much of a secret, but he thinks it is.Ā
E = Experience: NONE. Zip, zero, zilch. I make fun of Malleus for being a Virgin, but IDIA IS A VIRGIN. Heāll blush to hold your hand, itās that bad. However, he does watch a LOT of Porn (Hentai specifically), so he hasā¦ an idea of what to do. Heās really nervous first time around, but once he gets comfortable with you heās pretty good, just a little unrealistic in his expectations sometimes.
F = Favorite position: Doggy! Especially if youāre wearing cute little puppy or kitty ears! He likes watching the way your back arches, and heās a big fan of pulling your hair or squeezing your hips. Other than that, he loves face-sitting. Surrounded by your thighs, oh thatās a good death for Idia Shroud.
G = Goofy: Initially, he is entirely on accident. He wants to be serious and cool about it, but heās like a blushing schoolgirl and making a million mistakes. His line delivery is soā¦ cringe and embarrassing you canāt help but laugh. It humiliates him, but eventually, he learns to just embrace it, and he becomes pretty goofy. He loves cracking jokes just to see you smile, cause the one thing he loves more than your thighs has to be your pretty little smile.
H = Hair: I know itās blue flames too, I just know it. That shit is not tamed either. Like he trims, but honestly itās hard to control something that's constantly shifting and changing. And, before you ask, yes it does flare up with his emotions like his hair does too.Ā
I = Intimacy: Dependsā¦ Idia isnāt someone I would ever describe as romantic, but he is a sweetie. He likes it hard and rough so itās hard to say itās very romantic, but he does like you close and he loves looking at you. You catch him smiling down at you like youāre some kind of goddess sometimes. You wonāt catch him saying cheesy lines like how much he loves you or how pretty you are (cause it will actually kill him if he does).
J = Jack off: Mastrubating champ of NRC. Heās alone in his room 90% of the time with unlimited access to the internet and is also an Otaku. Sorry if you disagree, but youāre wrong. I know he gets off at least once a day, more if he has the time.Ā
K = Kink: Another biter, he just loves marking you up and sending you off with a pretty bruise for everyone to see. Heās a sadomasochist too, depending on whose topping. He wants you to push him around and hit him, make him feel helpless, itās his favorite thing. Also into pet play, cosplay, roleplaying, andā¦ any kind of play honestly. The weirder the better for him.
L = Location: His room and his room alone. Maybe yours, but he does not trust anyone in your dorm to respect your privacy. Besides, if heās in his room he knows where everything is, and he can ensure no one will be getting in and seeing you that way.
M = Motivation: Most things, honestly. Be nice to him? Heās hard. Be mean to him? Heās hard. Beat him in his favorite game and act all smug (he let you win)? Heās hard. Lose and pout about it? Heās hard. Heās a sensitive guy, okay, and he thinks everything you do is super hot. Not his fault.
N = No: Share or let someone watch. Absolute nos from him. The idea of sharing you with someone and you like them more? Hah, heād kill himself. Heās also not a fan of anyone seeing either of you in such a compromising position. Heās too nervous and possessive to let that out of the privacy of his room. Also, this might be controversial, but I canāt see him being into any kind of sibling shit. Too weird for him, heād never want to think of his precious little brother like that, so why would he want to think of you like that?
O = Oral: He prefers receiving because watching the way you tease him with your sultry gaze as he sinks impossibly further down your throat isā¦ heavenly. Though he isnāt bad at giving either. His tongue is long and boy can that thing move, it can reach places you didnāt even know were possible. Plus his teeth nipping at your most sensitive areas? Praise the seven, thatās good shit.
P = Pace: Fast and rough. He likes to just go at it, and he doesnāt like to stop for anything. Prepare to be pounded into next week with no stops!
Q = Quickie: He likes them, and theyāre pretty common, but theyāre not his favorite. When he has sex, he likes going for more than one round, and the whole point of quickies is that theyāre quick so he doesnāt prefer them.
R = Risk: Yeah, heās game to try some more risky things, but heāll back out so fast if heās uncomfortable for even a second. There are some things he wouldnāt consider, like bringing it out of his room. Heās a big fan of risky texts though. Like, a video of you fucking yourself in the bathroom while heās in a meeting with the other housewardens? No oneās gonna know if he takes care of himself quickly.Ā
S = Stamina: He goes for multiple fast and quick rounds. He can usually do about four of them before heās done for the night, but heās willing to keep going if he doesnāt satisfy your needs along with his (sometimes).
T = Toys: He has a collection, actually, of really wild shit. Tentacles, āalienā dicks, and even the infamous horse cock. He likes to put a bullet in you and control it from his room, watching you struggle to talk to your friends on the cameras heās definitely allowed to have access to.Ā
U = Unfair: He likes to tease, but he forgets to sometimes lol. He gets so caught up in his own pleasure that, occasionally, heāll just forget he wanted to tease you and make you all sensitive and whiny. He also likes to be teased, so please feel free to torture him when youāre topping <3
V = Volume: He tries very hard to be quiet, but bless his soul he is not. Heās so whiny and whimpery and pathetic, itās very cute. He wants you to make as much noise as possible so that he can hide his shame, but heāll still cry into your ear since he canāt contain himself.
W = Wild card: He sometimes prints out the pictures you send to him (with permission) and keeps them in his desk. Thereās no real reason why, because he has all of them digitally, but something about having physical pictures is more thrilling to him.
X = X-ray: Hehehe, oh Idia. It is long and it is thick, bless his dadās genetics. Iām talking like almost seven inches big, likeā¦ heās big. Itās veiny, with one really prominent one on the top that runs from the base to just below his tip. Which, by the way, is blue like his lips.Ā
Y = Yearning: High, if that wasnāt made obvious before. He craves sex a lot, and it only seems to get worse after he gets with you. Youāre just so pretty and perfect he canāt help it <3Z = Zzz: I said it at the start, but itās near immediate. He gets tired easily after all that physical exertion, he just wants to nap and cuddle, you can clean up in the morning. Let him hold you :(
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Will you share your theory on what you think is happening behind the scenes of 911?
Hi, Nonnie!
Sure! As long as everyone is aware this is purely speculation, and nothing I say should be taken as proof of anything, I have no problem.
I've gone over a few things in my head, to be honest. I thought that JLH having filming conflicts could've been a major factor, and I still don't exactly disagree with that initial idea, but overall I think it was one of the things that threw TM for a loop.
Now, I've seen a lot of people theorize that perhaps Angela is leaving and that is what is causing so much chaos in BTS, but I am on the fence about this. I do think she might've asked to not have such a big role moving forward, especially if they get a season 9 (which I am also on the fence about ngl), like perhaps retiring, or just having a more laidback position training new recruits. The seeds are planted for that, not so much for her fully leaving. And it would give Angela more free time to dedicate to other projects (which, yes please. I need her in new projects ASAP).
So... (and please don't kill me for this, it's just a theory).
I think it all comes back to Ryan. And that he perhaps is leaving, or actively wants to leave. I will try to explain myself as concise as possible:
A couple of months ago there was already speculation about this. In all of his individual interviews (which were a lot, to be honest), Ryan made a point of talking about his work beyond 911 and talking about what he would like to do after 911.
On top of the individual promo, there was an uncharacteristically high amount of BTS dedicated to him and the godforsaken mustache. To the point where they threw a mustache party. And in the pics of that party, the vibes were that it was a party for Ryan, not in general.
Small thing, but Josh randomly dressing up as Eddie for Halloween. Perhaps unrelated, but I wanted to add it.
The 911 account reposting and celebrating Ryan's 100th ep, when 1. it wasn't his 100th (if we count the eps he was actually in) and 2. it was also JLH's, and yet they didn't say a thing about it. Ryan reposted that as well and the message he reposted it with was more nostalgic than anything else. Very much giving 'it was an honor to work with you, what a journey'.
I could be wrong, but I do think his contract ends this season. So, that just adds to it.
The timeline of the move to Texas. By the reactions alone I was fully expecting Eddie to leave for Texas at the end of 808, and then to be back with Chris (in a lazy way of solving their conflict off-screen) by 809-810. But the way he's currently thinking about it makes it very sus for me. As in, it can be a thing for the end of the season, and an actual goodbye for Eddie.
Of course, nothing of this has to actually happen, and it's quite possible it just exists in my brain. But this makes sense in my funny brain because then it explains why BT had to break up so soon... because they wanted Buck to feel completely isolated.
We know 809-10 will deal with Maddie being kidnapped. That alone will make Buck spiral. But if on top of that his best friend is also leaving... well, being alone just adds to the isolation and the angst. Because if Tommy was still around he'd be able to lean on him, and have him help him through this. But it seems like the writers wanted Buck fully alone for this, because sure, seeing a character never learning and being completely isolated is so much fun.
If this ends with BT getting back together, I honestly don't know. It wouldn't surprise me if Tim doesn't know. But, all in all, I wouldn't be surprised if RG deciding he's done is the thing that kinda created the domino effect.
(Also: I do not believe Oliver was telling Tim to fire Lou and end BT. Sorry. I just don't really see it. Nor do I think there were actual conflicts between actors BTS, as much as everything they're doing right now does feel a bit weird)
Anyway, thanks for letting me rant, Nonnie! My inbox is always open for ranting, venting, or discussing
Take care <3
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Okay hear me out: the answer is honesty.
Lucanis claims to be bad at romance and flirting but then tends to be rather charming in his romance scenes.
Why is that?
I donāt think heās flirting on purpose and just thinks heās bad at it. I think heās just being honest and stumbles into being suave and charming by accident. Yes, some of his lines sound very flirty, but I think taking them at face value, as Lucanis just saying whatās on his mind rather than making an attempt to flirt, makes his romance feel much more genuine.
Thereās a moment in his final romance scene (that I talk about here) that solidifies this idea of honesty for me: Rook can set Lucanis up for an easy flirty sex joke when they say:
āStay up? All night? However shall we pass the time?ā
But instead of making the joke or being flirty about it, Lucanis says:
āWould you talk to me? Your voice is a comfort.ā
Itās an incredibly vulnerable moment packed into a single line of dialogue. It reaffirms Lucanisās earlier desire to spend time with Rook now that theyāre here, now that theyāre back. Itās also an admission of how vulnerable he feels. Heās an assassin facing the hardest contract he will ever have to complete, knowing that if he fails to (help) kill Elgerānan, then the world ends. Under all of that pressure, the one thing that he wants as a stress reliever and to calm him, ground him, is not sex or romance or any sort of grand display. All he wants is to spend time with Rook and listen to their voice.
So then, taking what weāve learned from his last romance scene and retroactively applying it to his earlier romance scenes, you can feel how genuine and vulnerable Lucanis is when you just take him at face value. Of course he doesnāt get why Rook likes himāheās just being himself and doesnāt think he is or has done anything special to deserve their affection.
Now compare the idea of an honest and vulnerable Lucanis to the one time he actually does try to be flirty:
He pins Rook against the wall and heās talking all suave, but then he panics and canāt commit to a kiss. Heās certainly charming, but trying to be so alluring puts him waaaayyy out of his element. It freaks him out (in combination with his self-doubt and issues he has yet to work out with Spite at that point), and he canāt continue. And then we never see him attempt to be flirty again.
When you lock in his romance, Lucanis implies that the dessert is a form of apology. Heās doing something special, not to flirt or charm, but to apologize and make up for everything heās put Rook through. He says that the dessert ā[is] nothing. Or not enough.ā He canāt figure out any other way to express his gratitude and appreciation for all that Rook has done for him, except to cook something that they might enjoy.
During a Lucanis and Neve banter, she teases him saying that āRook is good for youā and (if you get the banter while youāre not at the lighthouse) Lucanis doesnāt take the opportunity to flirt with Rook. He just says that Neve is right.
And then at the post-dealing with Illario cafe date, the most romantic thing he says in the entire scene is him saying that he never expected to be there with Rook, āā¦but here we are.ā
None of this is flirting, and yet when he talks, itās still charming. Why? Because honesty is charming. Itās vulnerable and the fact that Lucanis repeatedly trusts Rook enough to be vulnerable with them is why he comes across as alluring.
It all culminates to a rather impactful āI love youā because heās been so honest and genuine throughout the rest of the game. He says it and you know he means it. You can see the devotion in his eyes. There is no teasing or coyness because he doesnāt know how to do that (in a romantic sense).
Lucanis himself, in all of his honesty, genuine care for Rook, and appreciation for all that Rook has done is what makes him charming. He is a violently swinging pendulum of awkward and rizz god because heās just saying whatās on his mind. Sometimes that honesty is going to come out sounding awkward as hell and sometimes heās going to sound like heās jumped out of a romance novel.
Lucanis doesnāt present himself to Rook as anything other than who he is, even when he tries to hide and protect Rook (and the team) from Spite. It makes his romance so genuine. Youāre not falling for flirty and suave seduction from a professional assassin. Youāre falling in love with a guy who expresses his feelings through food and tells Rook the truth because he doesnāt know what else to say.
Lucanis is a violently swinging pendulum of awkward and literal rizz god. How is he so bad but the coffee date cute af, and that scene in the pantry soooo goooood!?!?!
How does his confession never involve actually saying anything or physical intimacy of any kind and just him making a dessert (before you come for me, yes, I know most of his conversations are layered with romantic subtext), then later says he loves you with his whole chest?
Why does he consistently fumble when talking about romance or giving advice when with companions, but will pull mad suave lines on Rook?
This man has no idea why you like him but will turn around and say the cutest shit and demand to snuggle.
Sir... SIR...SIIIIIRRRRR!!!!!!
Listen here, babygirl. I WILL marry you. Don't try me.
#lucanis#dragon age lucanis#lucanis dellamorte#lucanis x rook#dragon age the veilguard#dragon age#datv#datv spoilers#veilguard spoilers#you bet your ass Iām writing fics based on all of this#thereās going to be the most dramatic wedding fic youāve ever read
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Ok, how are we supposed to reconcile This:
(source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a5MiWKKkPho) With Jayce murdering him without even talking to him in episode 6?
The show is supposed to be a canon prequel to the game now. And game Jayce clearly still cares about Vik. Furthermore what Jayce says indicates that the game is not set before episode 6 because Viktor still was trying to maintain his humanity and will only try to get rid of it later as a result of Jayce murdering himā¦ Yet despite seeing all those terrible things that made him want to kill Viktor in the show this Jayce still doesn't want to kill him. On the contrary, he wants to save him.
The "first encounter line" clearly shows that Jayce is not hostile or aggressive towards Viktor. He doesn't hate him. He's actually trying to do what he failed to do in episode 6 - he is trying to talk to Vik, reason with him and convince him.
"kill- Viktor" line - again Jayce is not angry or hostile, and again shows that he cares for Vik.
"Viktor? Do I have my partner back?" - Do I have to write anything? He desperately wants him back and believes it can still somehow happen.
Enemy Viktor - "Viktor may not be the man I knew but he's still worth saving" - again Jayce shows how much he cares and that despite having seen all the horrors he still does NOT want to kill Vik but save him. What he says here once again indicates that he still hopes saving Vik is still possible, and that it's worth trying. Edit: He cares so much he's like "Viktor an enemy? I WILL SAVE him even against his will and I will bring his humanity back"
How the **** am I supposed to reconcile this Jayce, Jayce who wants to save Vik, who thinks Vik is still not completely lost, and who thinks Vik is worth the effort and the risk with Jayce from episode 6 who just murders him without even talking to him???
Does that mean Jayce was really controlled by the Void? Or that he will be extremely sorry in act 3 for giving up on Vik? Anyone has any idea how can this even make sense??
Anyway seeing those interactions gave me hope. The yaoi, while still doomed, may not be as doomed as I thought. Like.... at least Jayce clearly is supposed to care, right?
#arcane#arcane season 2#arcane season 2 spoilers#jayce talis#jayvik#arcane survivor jayce#viktor arcane#how does it make sense?#I mean at least he cares but still...#there is still hope
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summary: Chris matt and nick get a new videographer, she is funny, smart and pretty, basically everything Chris could ever want in a girl. Chris finds it impossible to not fall for herā¦
Warnings: angst, yelling, cursing, mentions of killing (in a joking way)
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āChris would you like to tell us what the fuck we just walked in on?ā matt says sternly
Y/n had previously left the house out of embarrassment to what nick and matt had walked into.
ādoes anyone know where some bleach is? My eyes need someā nick says looking around
āguys you're being dramatic, I'm sorry i couldnāt resist, sheās everything i have ever wantedā chris says as he looks down at the floor
āthat is the least of our problems right now, shes meant to be coming over tomorrow to film a vlog for us, that is going to be so awkward thanks to you dick faceā nick says hitting chrisā shoulder
āyeah chris, you need to sort it out and apologize because you are runing it for usā
ābut I'm not sorry and i am quite looking forward to seeing her tomorrow even though it will be awkwardā¦ā Chris says slightly smiling at the thought of her
āim not sure if shes looking forward to seeing you, she just ran awayā matt says looking at the open front door y/n previously left through.
āchris you make me want to kill you, is it hard being this dumb?ā
āguys can you show some sort of sympathy? Like imagine the girl of your dreams is actually interested in you and then your brothers walk in on you fucking and she runs out of embarrassment?ā chris says
āNo i actually cannot imagine that i am gay if you forgot dumb shitā nick says in a duh tone
āyou guys are ridiculousā chris mumbles annoyed as he makes his way downstairs to his bedroom.
The next morning chris is laying in bed half asleep, wishing she was beside him. But hes quickly taken out of his trance when he hears the doorbell, the sound he was dreading yesterday but wishing upon now.
āiāll get it!ā matt yells from upstairs
But when he turns to the door chris is already unlocking it
Nick is sitting on the couch with an unamused face, when matt looks over at him ālook at this desperate dickheadā
āhes never gonna learn, fuck sakeā nick eyerolls
When chris opens the door, y/n is taken aback by his face. y/n looks down at the floor and says quietly āohā¦ hi chrisā
chrisā smile quickly fades as he hears her tone and realizes his excitement isn't mutual.
āhi y/n, come upstairs, can I get you a water or?-ā
āuh no i should be good..thanks..ā
Chris takes a seat on the couch wondering why y/n is acting so weird towards him. What did he do wrong? Did he say something bad?
The boys all give y/n a hug greeting her, besides chris.
āmatt would you mind getting me some water? Iām really thirsty?ā y/n says looking at matt
Chris looks over at her with a confused look across his face
āyeah of course, nick can you come with me, i think these two need to talk it out..ā matt lowers his tone at the end so only nick can hear his last comment
Chris and y/n are both sitting on opposite sides of the couch looking at each other waiting for one to speak up.
āy/n, whats wrong?ā chris speaks up
āhave a think chris, have a think.ā
Chris is using all of his brain and is trying to peice together what could be wrong. And then something clicks in his mind and realizes what has happened. He looks up with a concerned look on his face
āis this about yesterday, y/n? If it is im really sor-ā
y/n cuts him off āchris do you not realize what we did and how this will affect our relationship and my jobā
Chris is shocked by what she said āwait so your saying you regret what we did? I-I really thought we had something, something that would last, something you would care aboutā he says as he raises his voice and stands up angrily from the couch.
āno i don't regret it, that's not what I'm saying. I just think we should've been more careful or waited a bit longerā y/n says avoiding eye contact
āso you do regret it huh?ā he starts to walk off then she grabs him by the arm
āno, chris just calm down i am not done-ā
āwell i sure am, get out of my house pleaseā
y/n opens her purse quxckly, chris is standing there waiting for something that could save this relationship but instead it is something that will change their lives forever.
y/n slides a positive pregnancy test along the coffee table.
āas i was saying, we should've been more careful, should've waited longer, not saying i regret it.ā she says shaking with tears forming on her waterline
She closes her purse, gets up, looks into the kitchen to see matt and nick both staring in such a state of shock. Tears start rolling down her face as she looks back at chrisā guilty and worried face. She wipes her tears and continues to leave.
The door slams
āi could choke you to death right now chris, not much is stopping meā nick says furiously as he follows y/n out of the house
Chris is still standing there in disbelief staring at that positive test.
āchris, ill get you some water, all you can do right now is sit down and try and relax yourself. Don't text anyone and don't listen to what nick is saying even though he is right, i know you would be really stressed right now and nothing he has to say will help.ā matt says patting chris on the back gently
chris sits down on the couch shaking with tears falling down his face onto his pants, he can't seem to look away from the test. Regret and guilt clouds his mind and all he is thinking about is y/n.
ām-mattā chris stutters, matt turns back around to face chris, you can tell even matt is stressed out
āi, i am going to be a d - dadā
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so. the thing about Illario and Lucanis.
I don't have the screenshots but somewhere in Lucanis' mind, you hear Illario's voice saying "If I was in charge, you wouldn't have to do this anymore." as far as I can tell, all the other lines in his memories are from the game, but this one is from The Wigmaker Job. the story that took place over a year (probably more) prior to the events of the game. it's referring to a scene where Lucanis comes back from their contract, injured, and Illario, worried about his cousin, says that Lucanis wouldn't have to do Caterina's bidding anymore if Illario was First Talon. so now we know Lucanis still thinks about that conversation, even though it happened so long ago.
two other things about The Wigmaker Job: 1) Illario is a lot different in it and in some ways he seems more competent than the Illario we get in veilguard; and 2) we see Zara Renata at the end, and she already has Lucanis in her sights. depending on how much time passed between that contract and Lucanis' kidnapping, she could've been setting this up for months to years.
in the concept art/storyboard frames that were recently released, Zara is hardcore giving siren in the first image and it almost looks like she's straight up controlling Illario via blood magic in the second (imo)
now imagine if Zara was looking into Lucanis, started with the people closest to him, found Illario, and said all the right things. imagine she said he should be First Talon, Caterina never loved him, Lucanis doesn't believe in him and is secretly just tolerating him, he can save Antiva from the Antaam (or whoever else), he can lead the Crows to their long-awaited unification and make them even stronger, he's the smartest prettiest most super special boy in the whole wide world, etc. (if you give this man an ounce of praise and he actually believes it, he will crumble, I know it.)
now imagine Zara, having successfully sunk her claws into Illario - Lucanis Dellamorte's cousin, the only person closer to the Demon of Vyrantium than the First Talon herself - manages to convince him to let her kill Lucanis. he doesn't have to do it himself so there's less guilt. there's no way Caterina would make him First Talon if Lucanis was alive. and then Illario would be in a position to protect his beloved Antiva because if there's one thing the Antivan Crows are, it's patriots. I think Zara played Illario like a fucking fiddle and the game was just really bad at showing us that. I think when her spirit says "he fooled us both," she means he fooled her by being less of a coward than she thought and straight up killing her.
and maybe this is the Illario apologist in me, but I also think he realized the whole thing was a doomed plan after he was defeated. I mean, he shows up to the final battle to help, at risk of his own life. maybe he's trying to atone, maybe not, but still - he is there, and he sounds more like the Illario we see in The Wigmaker Job than whatever we got through the rest of the game. with his quippy little "was that suitably self-important?" line, he's closer to himself than he was this whole time, and that makes me wonder if maybe he wasn't fully Illario. maybe that was grief and guilt and a shaky sense of self and Zara's manipulation and the feeling of losing his grip on the power he never quite had to begin with, all bundled up into a new, bitter, resentful man. I think he was used like a pawn in Zara's chess game, and that doesn't take away from his agency in this situation or lessen the blow of his betrayal, but it does make it easier for me to swallow the fact that the Obvious Traitor Illario I was immediately skeptical of in-game is not the Illario I immediately loved after one scene in Tevinter Nights where he shaves a single hair because it was uneven with the rest of his five o clock shadow.
I think ultimately, Illario realized Lucanis would forgive him anyway. I think it's because he realized he would forgive Lucanis too.
#illario dellamorte#lucanis dellamorte#dragon age: the veilguard#datv spoilers#gracelogs#it's 11 pm i haven't eaten and my head is heavy with thoughts of a boyfailure#yes i am biased but you know what i am free
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