#beth drive the blog

[driverpicksthepodcast]

I REALLY NEED THE PORKY'S META I HAVE THOUGHTS SEND HELP

ME TOO OH MY GOD (it really sends the brainworms into overdrive), Jamie and I debated watching it to do a bonus episode specifically talking about Dean and the way his pop culture preferences and references contribute SO much to the queer coding of his character - we might get around to it eventually haha

I've linked the post I referenced in the ep here:

I went to copy in another but when I got to the notes I saw that you'd already beat me to it! let me know if you find any others!! :)

[sootchild]

A bit of vent art. That I can't post on my other socials cause I am followed by some (ex) party members and I don't want to make them feel bad. This is my blog so I can run my mouth as I want.

RIP El and Beth. I ended up quitting the Pathfinder: War for the Crown game due to some player drama, in that I can't stand Varris' player continuously ruining the vibes of sessions. Frankly I stopped drawing session moments because of his antics. Which is a real shame when there was some just golden moments.

I had been incredibly involved in the campaign: multiple RP threads, drawings, complex and intriguing personal story lines. I left off with El and Beth looking on how to break the Summoner/Eidolon bond. Trying to resurrect El's ghost daughter, we had just found a Shinigami to help detangle her soul from her living little sister's, Phephie (Spiritualist class thing). El figuring out she is polyamorous and in love with a party member, while being engaged to just the sweetest barbarian man. Helping her best friend figure out how to take down her Hag mother. Meanwhile looming in the background is the threat of her very controlling parents, looking to force her into strategic marriages.

There was a lot going on, WHILE, helping to put the Princess on the throne!! So I am going to miss it and miss the rest of the group.

I saw this trend with him all the way back towards the end of Call of Cthulhu: Masks of Nyarlathotep like 2.5 years ago, then it got worse during Pulp Cthulhu and then snowballed with the first book of War for the Crown. I was planning on being quiet and make it through the campaign before talking with the group about not wanting to game with him.

But two sessions ago he pulled some real Leroy Jenkins bullshit cause he was bored, because he rarely pays attention, gets confused, and then does something disruptive in character. Cause it is just so quirky! So I told the DM that I was finally getting fed up, and he said he'd talk to him within the two weeks before the next session. Well he didn't so this last session was my LAST session. Cause he did the exact same things that drive me fuck'n nuts.

The party doesn't want to give him the boot without giving him a chance to change his behaviours, which fair. I don't begrudge them that but I also don't have to endure him. So here I am typing this up as a way to mourn one of my most favourite gaming groups.

So now I guess I'll hyper fixate on a different or new OC. Sky's the limit!

I mean I still have my Monday game and in September the Delta Green stream game I am in will start back up. So like this is some tiny violin stuff.

[elderscrollsconceptart]

BTW in following today's theme, I will be posting some pictures of official TES merch later. In general I will also include such posts in future themes and at random times.

This is a ZERO MONETIZATION BLOG

This will not always be the case, but anything posted today is *out of stock*.

NO LINKS WILL EVER BE PROVIDED to the Beth merch store or artists stores.

I hate "blogs" and "themed accounts" here and elsewhere that gain a following and immediately shift into paid promotion mode. Dropping scam links, phishing links etc.

Such accounts are scum of the earth, preying on people's good will and innocence.

I am of course in full support of artists and small businesses, but this page will never be used to drive traffic towards any kind of store be it Bethesda's merch store or an artist's own store.

If someone *really* wants to support an artist financially, full power to them FR, but they don't need this or any other blog posting sus links to do that.

I will never provide direct links to any stores or merch pages. If that's something that interests you, those places are a Google search away and usually quite easy to find.

Sorry to be so blunt regarding all this. I have seen so many nice blogs turned into sources of inauthentic engagement via paid posts and link scamming. I never want even a hint of that here.

This blog is and forever will be a monetization free zone.

There's too much paid promotion and inauthenticity on the internet. I try my best to keep this blog as a very small breath of fresh air.

Love you all 💜

[buckrecs]

𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙠

masterlist | s.s characters masterlist

ONESHOT

all the stars are closer by @kashimos-hajime

mark watney wasn’t the only one left behind on mars, and as you struggle to survive on the desert planet, hidden feelings come to light between you and your best friend, dr. chris beck.

you’re better when you’re quiet by @extremelyblackandwhite

enemies to lovers

Drabble by @/extremelyblackandwhite

stealing chris beck’s sweaters and being in quarantine together.

A Helping Hand by @sableseb

“Are you in? Living in sin is the new thing.”

Boys in Bed with Books 5 by @jobean12-blog

You distract Chris while he’s reading in bed. 

Midnight Kiss by @navybrat817

Chris made a promise to kiss you at midnight and he intends to keep it.

Celebrate by @/navybrat817

Beck celebrates some happy news with you.

home with his starshine by @starbuckie

for the first time in twenty years yn is not spending christmas with her best friend and boyfriend. what’s a girl to do without him?

blame game by @/starbuckie

good god, chris beck pisses you off, with his ass-kissing good grades and dorky fucking glasses, but you’ve never had a better time in the sheets than when you were riding the soul out of him (and he could say the same).

dorothea by @/starbuckie

in which y/n reassures chris he can always come back home to her.

i’s wait a million years by @/starbuckie

chris tries to break up with his girlfriend when his mission requires him to be gone for a few years, but she assures him that she’ll wait for a million years until he comes home to her.

caught up in you by @intrepidacious

When Chris takes you on a nightly drive, he still has a few surprises in store for you.

right now by @traitorjoelite

chris's need for attention leads to a shocking discovery .

Imagine by @angrythingstarlight

Your boyfriend shows you all the benefits of the training facilities. Starting with the antigravity room. 

Seeing Stars by @ladyfallonavenger

Sex Pollen

leave out all the rest by @avintagekiss24

"babe, I’m never gonna finish this work if you keep doing that" + "I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that"

stardust, moonshine by @starduststevie

chris makes your birthday better than it could ever be. you are the stardust to his moonshine, after all

Let’s Shake On It by @bucks-bunny

You were more than satisfied with your academic career, but there was one aspect of it you absolutely couldn't stand: Chris Beck.

hush by @baezen

in which the good guy gets the girl.

Burn by @matchamunson

“she’s always burned so brightly”

Stardust and Starfish by @i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend

“Hey we kissed once in kindergarten but I haven’t seen you since and I couldn’t remember why you were so familiar.”

Stardust by @after-avenging-hours

After a mix up with NASA’s resupply, you find out that you’re going to run out of your suppressant medication. The commander tries to come up with a plan to deal with your approaching heat, but how easily will she be able to control the only unmated Alpha on board?

Dancing On My Own by @wlntrsldler

Chris Beck comes back from the mission and breaks the news that he is in love with Beth to Y/N.

Start Tonight by @peppermintsparker

loving chris beck would always be your greatest adventure.

Problems Of A Spaceman by @pepsicup

Chris attempts to gain some confidence back after his fiancée leaves him, though, the journey is different than he thought it would be...

Maybe by @theimpossibleg1rl

"how do you plan a space party?" "You planet"

Gravity by @theimpossibleg1rl

Loving Chris Beck wasn’t easy.

Simp by @toastedkiwi

Mark Watney wasn’t the only one who go stuck on Mars. You were too. But you both are back with the crew.

Catching as you faint by @sebbystanimagines

i fainted during the dissection and you’re the one who caught me AU

meeting on earth by @/sebbystanimagines

Galaxy by @flowerpot101

you get seriously hurt during an incident on the shuttle and Chris saves you.

Too Much Space by @fatbottombucky

don’t worry, no one’s watching by @wintersoldier1989

“I know it’s just a stuffed animal but doesn’t it feel weird?”

The Auction by @georgiapeach30513

Your high school sweetheart Chris Beck is back in town.  Just in time for the town auction.

Peaceful Storm by @melomaniac3407

You and Chris staying inside during a thunderstorm.

Quitting Time by @navybrat817

After the work day you had, Chris wants to make you feel good... and quit your job.

SERIES

star crossed by @captainscanadian

A series of one-shots not necessarily in chronological order but still tell the story of these Star Crossed lovers.

Hermaion by @sebbystanimagines

a lucky find.

I Promise by @moonbeambucky

Before heading to Mars Chris Beck reconnects with his best friend, unaware of the outcome of their night together. With the burden of his mission will Chris make a promise he can’t keep?

[driverpicksthepodcast]

bad news: can confirm that the more they learn, the more you wish you could tell them!! it’s a dangerous cycle hahaha 

Spn tumblr: Could you spend significant time with someone who doesn't know about the confession, and doesn't want any spoilers, bc they might finish the series eventually... and keep your mouth shut?

[frangipanilove]

More Gearbox Trouble For TWDDD Season 2?

I wanted to bring back these two posts (here and here) because of @sophiasmommy23-blog excellent new observation from this post, about Carol’s alleged transmission problems, from the sneak peak of TWDDD season 2, The Book Of Carol.

I missed it completely, but thankfully, others were more observant. Awesome catch, @sophiasmommy23-blog, I absolutely love it!

Obviously, there's no way to know if this becomes something of significance or not. But it's certainly an interesting little piece of dialogue, concidering we've had these outright bizarre references to gear stuff and thangs in the past:

Daryl Dixon struggling with stick shift? I call bullshit!

My hypothesis is that the mentions of "gears" are related to the "grit in the gearbox" of the music box from back in 5x10 Them:

...and when Sylvie asked him about his love life back in TWDDD 1x6 Coming Home...

...he demonstatively changed gears... upon which, the car immediately malfunctioned...

As we know, the music box represented Beth, and it did "come alive"... after having its gears fixed...

It's almost like fixing broken gears leads to great things, like reunions, resurrections and what not...

And more recently, we saw Rick struggle with the stick shift of the suspiciously colored escape car in TOWL 1x4 What We...

In Rick's defence, he's missing one hand, which does somewhat complicate driving stick... but still...

Thankfully Michonne is a competent driver, stick or otherwise, and is able to operate their yellow escape vehicle to perfection. But not before sharing a passionate kiss with her man...

And a couple of episodes later, Rick was reunited with his family, after nearly a decade away...

Who knows what will become of this, it might be nothing. But I thought it was a great observation, and I'll take advantage of any opportunity to speculate...

[jascamille]

Blog Post - 10/3

Can we be known for our virtual presence?

Yes, being known for who you are on any type of social media is possible. When it comes to social media personas are created because of the choices made. The decisions we make through our profile reflect our morals and beliefs. As we know what we post on the internet will stay online forever, it's important to think before posting.

Can the internet be a "utopia"?

The internet cannot be a "utopia". A utopia is described to be a "picture-perfect" reality and especially the internet cannot be perfect. Whether or not people have fake or "real" profiles on social media it's still not reality. Kolko mentions that the longer someone is behind a fake persona their real self when soon rise to the surface. Seen from the Black Mirror episode the lady driving the truck explained how she started to lose her filter when the merit system failed her and her husband.

How can we prevent game creators from creating games like "Shadow Warrior"?

From what we learned about intersectionality, it's important to understand the different variables, to learn one, you must look at the others. Not knowing what intersectionality is, is not knowing different perspectives. As mentioned by Ow, the game makers of "Shadow Warrior" included a very similar event to the real-life event called "My Lai". The event of My Lai took place in Vietnam where hundreds of unarmed citizens were massacred by the U.S. during the Vietnam War. Ow states that the creators of "Shadow Warrior" are ignorant when it comes to using a historical event for the purposes of entertainment. To prevent problematic games such as "Shadow Warrior" again, game companies should make their teams more inclusive. Inclusivity gives perspective and varying experiences, also a great way to reach a broader audience.

What is a "cyborg"?

A cyborg is a combination of technology and an online persona. When reading "Race in Cyberspace" I didn't know there was a different meaning to cyborg, I first thought that a cyborg was like the one in television and movies, but it's a term used in the online world. Online personas of others see the gender of the cyborg before looking at the identity behind the screen. Many believe the term "cyborg" is inclusive, but it's the opposite, cyborg excludes women of color and the LGBTQ+ community, as it truly appeals to white women.

Sources:

Kolko, Beth. "Race in Cyberspace".

Ow, Jeffrey. "The Revenge of the Yellow-faced Terminator".

Ray, M. (2024, September 11). My Lai Massacre. Encyclopedia Britannica. https://www.britannica.com/event/My-Lai-Massacre

Brooker, C. (Writer & Director). (2016). Nosedive (Season 3, Episode 1) [TV series episode]. In C. Brooker & B. O’Donnell (Producers), Black Mirror. House of Tomorrow.

[rainbowsky]

Happy Pride! 💖🌈🦄

Happy Pride, everyone!

I wanted to celebrate Pride this year by sharing some great up-beat queer anthems - songs from some of the groundbreaking queer artists who have been raising their voices to make the world a better place every day. Let's celebrate diversity together! 😘

Domo Wilson - Bisexual Anthem

Domo Wilson should really be the one to start the Pride festivities this year, with this amazing, amazing, amazing Bisexual Anthem. Songs like this are rare - great message AND good song. This woman is fucking brilliant. (Sexually explicit lyrics).

Brenda Fassie - Vuli Ndlela

Africa's first openly gay pop star Brenda Fassie is an incredible talent. Her voice, her style, everything about the way she sings is utterly captivating, compelling and packed full of emotion - whether it be joy or misery.

I discovered her a while back and had that tragic modern experience of falling in love with an artist and then immediately being pitched into grief as I learned about her difficult life and too early death.

Some of you might be familiar with the Chinese term, 'jaiyou' which literally means 'add oil' or more generally, 'go for it!' Vuli ndlela is a similar term that means 'make way!'

The song is about sticking it to gossipy neighbours on her son's wedding day (because they thought he'd never marry and find lasting love), but over the years it has become a popular anthem of empowerment and encouragement.

Troye Sivan and Gordi - Wait

Who can resist a dreamy, sweet duet with two queer darlings?

Muna - Pink Chiffon (feat. Phoebe Bridgers)

I've shared this song before on my blog but it's such a sweet, catchy, up-beat song it deserves to be shared again.

Beth Ditto - We Could Run

One of the greatest - and most consistently and criminally underrated - voices in music.

Kehlani - Altar

This isn't an artist I've followed in the past, but this particular song is so infectious, I absolutely love it.

Shae Diamond - I Am Her

In her own words:

"My name is Shea Diamond, Singer/Songwriter based in NYC by way of Flint, MI. I was born into a gender role that I did not accept & I didn’t feel like myself. Desperate to find the financial means to transition to my true gender, I committed a crime in 1999 & was sentenced to 10 years in a men's prison. While incarcerated, I found a community that shared my trans experience - it was there where I found my voice. I began writing “I Am Her” as a statement to a world that said I shouldn't exist. I wrote it as an anthem for all those that felt shunned for simply being who they were. In 2009 I was released from prison. Shortly after my release, I moved to New York City where I found a studio to record “I Am Her” and the means to create a video for my song."

Ria Mae - Bend

Canadian pop sensation Ria Mae, yet another criminally underrated artist whose work speaks for itself. Let's give her some love as her home town and province have been suffering intense and dangerous wildfires, and destruction to homes and wildlife habitat.

Janelle Monae - Lipstick Lover

I don't even need to say anything about this song that this stupid-ass 'age restriction' bullshit doesn't already say. 😅

It's worth the trip to YouTube.

Erasure - A Little Respect

I'll close this off with one of the best gay anthems ever written, and one of my all-time favorite songs. Never has it felt more relevant than it does today, with all the hate being thrown at queer people, all the backward redneck laws, all the churchy dicks trying to destroy the lives of people they don't understand. Like the line in the song:

What religion or reason Could drive a man to forsake his lover?

What indeed?

Happy Pride everyone! 💖

YouTube playlist of these songs.

[driverpicksthepodcast]

@baconaxolotl101 I’ve never seen a more perfect combination of the metronome meme & the Aus bushfire safety rating scale haha, seriously considering having Jamie rank every episode / season along this scale at the end of each era / the series hahahaha

[bristishbaddiesxox]

Pretty Psycho H.S.

Mini Series!

Part : Missing Bethany

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Summary: Marlie's friend Bethany goes missing one night. She meets Harry who reveals things about Bethany that make Marlie question who Bethany really was. Together, they try to pin point where was Bethany on the night she went missing and who is responsible.

Warning: This story is entirely fictional and reccomended to mature audiences. The story contains themes of Murder, Sexual assault, adult language, some graphic scenes about murder. Please read at your own discretion .

Author's note : Harry is a character that will be introduce later ( next chapter). This will be a mini series I'll be posting while I prep my long-term series. Please give it a like and repost if you can! I'd really appreciate it <3.

Parts will be posted in order as chapters are released. ty!! enjoy :)

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Missing Bethany

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It was random Wednesday afternoon, a week before thanksgiving where families were to meet and spend the holidays together. Elaine and her friends were out at a house party that was being hosted by Ethan Holder, the school's most popular boy and star quarterback. The girls were drunk off of the jungle juice that was made by one of Ethan's friends. 

" I feel sick," Elaine says rubbing her stomach. 

" You want to go to the bathroom?" her friend Bethany shouts through the music. 

Elaine nods while beginning to make her way out the crowd. Bethany followed behind her as they made their way to the nearest restroom. 

Elaine then began to throw up all of what was inside her, feeling the burning down her throat. She hated this feelings whenever she drank too much. It sucked even more knowing that she didn't consume that much alcohol and she was just a light weight. Once she composed herself, Bethany helped her back up and wiped her mouth with a napkin. 

" Alright I think it's time to go, I'll call you an uber," She says groaning at how she couldn't lift Elaine up when she practically was weak and put all her weight on her. 

They make their way outside and Elaine is groaning from the dizziness and nausea from the alcohol. When the uber arrived, Bethany helped her into the back seat. Once Elaine was in the back seat, Bethany began back out of car. That's when she felt a cold hand grab her. 

" You're not coming?" She whines.

" No Elaine, I think I'm gonna stay back for a little," She says comforting Elaine by squeezing her hand. 

" Okayy, I'll call you when I get home okay?" Elaine slurs. 

Bethany smiles down, " Please do, I'll see you tomorrow," She smiles before shutting the door. 

She watched the car drive off before looking back the house. She sighed to herself before making her way back up the steps of the home. She turns back at the road that was practically still empty but not silent due the music that was playing in the home. And then she continues on entering back into the party. 

Marlie sat at home on her laptop. Of course, there's a party down the street at Ethan's house, the boy she hated the most. Ethan was a jock and the most cockiest man she's ever spoke to. Him and all his friends were cocky. Her bestfriend Bethany was friends with all of them. She and Elaine were at the party while Marlie sat writing on her blog like she usually did. She was never a fan of the parties. Plus, she hated the taste of cheap alcohol, the way the loud music made her ears ring, and how everyone forgets about social cues and are constantly spilling drinks onto you or shoving you around. She preferred to be the Designated Driver. And that's who she was for Bethany. 

Her phone rang showing that Bethany Texted her. She picked it up to read the message. 

Queen Beth : Yeah Elaine is fucked. I sent her in uber just to save you a trip. 

Queen Beth: I should be ready around 2 if that's alright with you? 

Marlie rolled her eyes. She agreed to take Beth home but picking her up at 2 am? She dreaded the time but she much rather be there for her friend than not. 

She replied back : Yeah it's chill. Call me when you're ready. 

She saw that Beth read the message and then continued on to read through blogs and posts while sipping hot chocolates. She came upon an article about a mysterious death that happened a couple days ago. A girl from a high school that was near by was found stabbed the death in a corn field. She was only 16. She glances at the time again starting to grow worried at how late Elaine and Bethany had planned to stay out. She knew Bethany was responsible. She just hoped out of all things, nothing bad happens tonight. For now, she'll wait for Bethany's call. 

Elaine climbs out the uber and thanks him when she arrives back at her home. She stumbles into her house and struggled to lock the door. When she made her way upstairs she peeled her clothes off and turned on the shower. Once she was done cleaning herself, she realized she forgot to call Bethany. She walks over to her phone and see it was nearly 2 am. She called Bethany to let her know she had got home. The phone rung before it went to voicemail. Elaine furrowed her brows and clicked Bethany's phone again to dial her number. It goes to voicemail a second time. She opens her text message where she finds Marlie's text in the group chat that had her and Bethany in it. 

Marlie: Elaine, did Bethany leave after you? I can't seem to reach her and when I showed up to pick her up she never answered her phone or came out. 

Elaine starts to frantically text marlie back. 

Elaine: No, she just put me in an uber and I had no idea why she didn't just come with. 

Marlie: Where do you think she went this late at night. 

Elaine too a couple minutes to think about where Bethany might have gone after a party. She was seeing this guy who was at the party. She didn't know his name but she also knew she was hooking up with Josh who was also at the party. Maybe she left the party with him? 

Elaine: What if she went with josh since y'know they've been talking. 

Marlie: Fuck, She should have at least told me then I drove here for nothing. 

Elaine: Honestly that might be it, maybe she got drunk and left with him and forgot to tell you? 

Marlie : I'm going to kick her ass tomorrow during lunch 

Elaine: I'm slumped, I'm going to bed. 

Marlie : Gn 

Elaine : Gn 

Elaine began to bite her fingers. Where did Bethany go? Would she be the type to go to Josh's house? Elaine tried not to think too much about it. Bethany was the most responsible one in the group. She would know how to handle situations more than anyone. Besides Marlie, Bethany was the most logical one in the group. She always made sure everyone was safe at parties. She always took care of everyone. Bethany was talking to Josh but she kept it on the low. Elaine closes her eyes and lets herself fall into a deep slumber. 

Marlie was still worried about Bethany. Bethany had not returned one call. She had not answered any of her texts. It was now 4 am and Marlie laid on her bed staring at her screen. Something doesn't feel right. It was not normal for Bethany to reply. But she also could really be with Josh and Marlie was just being overly anxious. Still, she just wanted to know where her best friend was and it was killing her. 

[driverpicksthepodcast]

Huggy Bear is a reference to the shoe Starsky and Hutch. It's not a term of endearment. It's exactly what you wanted from the scene where Dean says it.

oh ok! I did just go and google it and I think this falls into the camp of Jamie & I just not being exposed to this particular media in any way shape or form (outside of this one reference obvs) - thanks for pointing it out though! it's good to have some context :)

[gimmethosedaddymilkers]

More to Love

Ok, I wanted to write something, so I decided this is what I was gonna write today, I wanted to write Arthur with a chubby reader, because I’m chubby and I’d like to think that Arthur would like a bigger person, or a smaller one, he isn’t against either, but I think he has an affiliation for bigger. So, if you like it please let me know! And feel free to request any writing on my blog!

You huff to yourself as you continue walking through camp, feeling claustrophobic from being so cooped up in camp for the past week. You weren’t one of the usual camp members who left camp as it was, but the girls were starting to get on your nerves, and so were some of the men. 

You didn’t know what it was, but for some reason it felt like people were starting to treat you differently, you could swear people started to stare at you, and it had all started when the gang had finally settled themselves down near Rhodes. Clemmen’s Point. 

It was a great camp, it wasn’t that it was really small at all, but, everyone seemed to be too close, and it just felt as though you were the only thing that they could pay attention to. 

Everywhere you went it was like they had their eyes on you. 

Bill, Javier, Karen, Mary-Beth, hell even Molly seemed to stare you down.

It wasn’t a look of admiration either, at least it didn’t feel like it, it felt more like a judging, unwavering stare. 

Micah was no exception at all, he stared more than the others it felt like, and he hadn’t dared say anything, at least not just yet, but you could feel that he was thinking about it. 

Maybe it was because you’d started to shed some of the layers you’d been wearing. It was hotter down here, you had to, you almost had no choice but to do it. If you didn’t you’d probably end up having a heat stroke. 

So, rather than wearing a jacket or something similar, like a shawl, you started to just wear your shirts, and pants, usually your sleeves rolled up too, to allow yourself to breath a bit more. 

It felt as though that’s why people were staring at you, but you had no way of proving that was true.

It was beginning to drive you insane. 

You knew you were a bit bigger than other people, you knew that, but Bill wasn’t exactly a model himself, so why would people stare at you and not at him? Maybe it was all in your head.

That was something you’d been debating since this feeling started to prickle at your skin. There was no reason for them to stare, it wasn’t like they hadn’t seen a fat person before. 

You close your eyes and take a deep breath as you reach the lake edge, you hadn’t even realized that’s where your feet had been taking you. 

The smell of the water was a little soothing, and it was something else to focus on than the strange feelings within you.

You quietly cross your arms over one another in front of your chest and do your best to empty your mind. 

“Y/n, you doin’ okay?” 

You open your eyes and twist slightly to see Arthur Morgan standing behind you. 

He was the one man in camp that you could tolerate staring from, mainly because it was rare for him to do so, but when he did there was something different about the way he looked at you. 

You couldn’t tell exactly what the difference was, the ocean color of his eyes was incredibly difficult to decipher, other than the sadness that always seemed to be present there. 

He was a sweet man, at least he was when he let his guard down, when he wasn’t playing the big tough outlaw. 

He was handsome too, and as many times as you’d heard him call himself ugly, you’d begun to wonder if he truly thought that or if he was joking like he said he was. 

“I’m....I could be better.” You admit and turn back to the lake. “Don’t worry about me Mr. Morgan.” 

“How many times I gotta tell you to call me Arthur?” He snorted and stepped closer, joining you at his side. “Ain’t no ‘mr.’ bullshit between the two of us. You’ve saved my ass enough times and I’ve told you all my embaressin’ stories, no point in formality.” 

You roll your eyes and look over to him. 

“Okay, I could be better, Dickweed, is that what you wanted.”

“Sounds about right.” Arthur chuckled, but it died out quickly. “You sure you’re doin’ alright? I mean, It ain’t like you to be so sulky.” 

“I’m fine.” 

“Well that’s a goddamn lie.” He scoffed and started searching through his satchel for a cigarette. “I could tell just with that sentence, so you might as well tell me.” 

“I...” You hesitate for a moment. Not wanting to burden him when he already had so much on his plate. He was the work horse of the gang, almost every single task was pushed on to him, he didn’t need your petty little issues to worry about, but at the same time, you knew he wasn’t going to give up on the issue.

“I just feel like everyone in camp has been watching me.” You mumble. “I feel so cooped up here, and...I don’t know, I mean, I get it, I’m fat, but why does everyone in camp have to look at me like they’ve never seen a fat person before?” 

“What the hell are you talkin’ about?” Arthur finally found the cigarette he was looking for and placed it between his lips, he leaned forwards and lit the match he’d also found on his heel. He lit the cigarette and puffed some smoke in your direction.

“You ain’t fuckin’ fat.” He grumbled under his breath. “Don’t you dare fuckin’ say that to me ever again.” 

You furrow your brow and look over at him, he cussed on a regular basis, but he hardly ever said that, not unless he was drunk.

“Arthur, I’m...I’m stating facts. I mean, look at me.” You gesture to your body, mainly your stomach area that protruded further than the rest. 

“Stop that shit right now.” He moved and stood in front of you, a scowl settled on his handsome features. “I just told you not to fuckin’ say that and I meant it goddamn it.” 

Again, you furrow your brow and look at him. 

“You asked what was wrong, Arthur, I was just answering your question.”

“If people are starin’ at you it ain’t cause of that, cause ya ain’t.” He blew more smoke into your face, it was meant to be joking, you assumed, but at the same time it seemed almost as though it was out of anger. 

“What the hell else would they be staring at me for then?”

He was silent, and you watched as his face started get a red haze, his nose and cheeks started to gain color, even the tips of his ears. 

“Arthur, why does your face look like that? Why else would they stare at me?” 

“Nothin’ I didn’t say anythin’ forget about it. They aren’t starin’ at you.” 

“Arthur, you can’t do this, what were you thinking?” 

Arthur sighed and blew smoke again, this time aiming away from your face, refusing to look you in the eyes.

“I....look I don’t know, I have no idea why they’d stare at you, I only know why I do, okay?” 

“Arthur, you’re just making this more confusing.” You sigh. “Can you please just be straight forward with me?”

He took a moment, and then did his best to look at you.

“I like ya, okay? I’m....I’m sweet on ya, I have been for a damn long time, and hearin’ you talk about yourself like that makes me angrier than I care to admit.” 

You blink, and swallow. 

You’d liked Arthur for a while yourself, but you’d never dared to say anything, not when you couldn’t stand to look at yourself. You’d always known that you were bigger, and you’ve always had a bad habit of talking bad about yourself.

You just figured there was no use in trying. Arthur wasn’t the kind of man who’d go for someone like you, not when everyone else in camp proved to be much better candidates than you. 

“I know, it...it ain’t somethin’ you wanna hear.” Arthur spit out. “Some ugly old man who ain’t nothin’ but sour an’ bitter at the world feels somethin’ for ya, get’s bothered up at the sight of ya. I know. It ain’t somethin’ you want, and I’m sorry.” 

“What on earth are you talking about Arthur?” 

“You ain’t gotta try to be nice to me Y/n.” 

“I’m not, I...Arthur there’s no way you’re being honest to me right now. I mean....Come on, look at you, and look at me, there’s no way that you feel...towards me? There’s no way, you’re just trying to make me feel better or something.” 

“The hell I am.” Arthur threw his cigarette to the ground and stomped out what was left of it. “I know I’m an outlaw, I know I’m a damn killer, but I ain’t a goddamn liar, at least not to people I care about.” 

He stepped a little closer to you.

“You’re a wonderful person.” He muttered, lowering his voice to nearly a whisper. “An amazin’ person, you’ve been nothin’ but good to me since I met ya, you make me laugh, and...you’re kinder than what I deserve. I wish I could be the way you are, and....hell you made me fall for ya, and I know there ain’t no chance of us. I know you don’t feel the same-”

“Arthur.” 

You place a hand out, gesturing for him to stop.

“You can’t like me. You can’t.” You denied. “There’s no way. I know what I look like-”

“I don’t give a damn about the fact that you’re a little bigger, hell I like it.” He huffed. “It just means I can...” He stopped for a moment and scratched the back of his neck. “It means I can...I can be rougher with someone like you. I ain’t gotta worry about breakin’ nothin’, hurtin’ somebody by bein’ me.”

You swallowed and looked at him. 

His eyes were telling the truth. If there was anytime for you to be able to read his eyes it was now, and he wasn’t lying. You could see it. 

“You...You really...”

“Of course I do Y/n. I’m surprised you never noticed, I wasn’t exactly the best at hidin’ it like I wanted to.” 

He took a breath. 

“I know you don’t feel the same, but...I just...I wanted you to stop talkin’ like that-” 

You take your chance and step forwards, crashing your lips into his, for a moment he’s surprised, but quickly he melts into the kiss himself, and starts to take the lead.

You feel for the first time in weeks, happy.  Arthur had always been someone you cared about, someone who felt like home, you just never imagined that maybe you were the same for him. 

The two of you break apart and Arthur looks at you, a small smile playing on his lips. 

“I...Shit, I....that mean that..I mean....that you wanna...wanna try this?” He asked. 

“Of course it does...I..Arthur I think you’re the only person who’s ever said anything to me like that. I’ve liked you for a while myself, and....I...let’s try this.” 

He gave you another smile, and enveloped his arms around you. 

“Please, Darlin’...don’t talk like that again.” 

“I’ll do my best.” 

Okay, I’ma be real, I just wrote this off the top of my head so it’s probably not the best work I’ve ever done, but I still think it’s pretty good, again, feedback is always appreciated! Please let me know!

[heroicintention]

is  there  a  piece  of  your  character’s  canon  that  you  refuse  to  accept ?

𝑬𝑿𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑭 .

He isn't on this blog, but for Jason, I refuse to acknowledge the idea that he was fully revived via the Lazarus Pit. I'm far too invested in the idea of him coming back to life, clawing himself out of a coffin, and the events from there. Yes, I get that Superboy punching the universe makes little sense but there's better ways to fix it. That boy is basically a meta human, lets GO.

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We can't forget Steve's choice to leave everyone behind to lowkey ruin the established family Peggy supposedly had. A writer's choice that went badly in my opinion. I get it was time for Cap to go but... why like that? Steve drinks his respect women juice; I feel he'd respect that Peggy had her life and loved it... separate from him.

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I don't pay attention to the Shadowhunter Chronicles show... it deviated way too far from the books (my source material) so I guess I'm not really accepting that.

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And of course, I will choose to accept anything past Carl dying in Walking Dead. Sorry not sorry, the way that happened was terrible and unnecessary. Carl's character was incredibly important to drive the plot forward and I feel like a lot of shit fell apart after that. Because they kept killing the younger characters, focusing on the older ones and basically disregarding that a legacy would have made for better longevity. The characters at this point seem... disappointingly tired.

While I ignore Beth and Lizzie's deaths for my blog, I definitely accept them as the canon (that I don't have to follow). Carl's, though, was a terrible tear away from the comic and an awful mistake.

[petoskeystones]

5 + 17 + 33? :]

hiii beth 👋 tysm mwah <3

5. what made you start your blog?

i do Not remember 😭 idk i guess sometime in middle school(?) i was just sort of here one day

17. name three things that make you happy

seeing wild birds up close and driving with the windows down blasting music and watching documentaries :)

33. any hobbies?

i do a lot of sewing and quilting, i write pretty much constantly and make little documentaries and zines, and i also love cooking (i just made a sweet potato pie with graham cracker crust the other day)

[livvyofthelake]

blogging live from this random parking lot i stopped it while driving because i got confused about the directions this stupid ass maps app was giving me. anyway logging on to say that poll about what people associate with each state and everyone on the virginia one said they associate virginia with shit drivers. yeah and the thing is that’s real. unfortunately i can’t even refute that claim due to my also being a shit driver but the thing is i am NOT even doing the things these other people are doing!!!!! also the road has not matched up very neatly with what freaking. apple maps has to say 🙄 “beth aren’t you going somewhere you’ve been before many times? aren’t you visiting family?” listen. i’ve only had to drive myself this way one other time…. and it sucked less then because i was with tami…. anyway. can i say something real and true. i don’t care that this is the historic childhood home of george washington. you’re not mount vernon pack it up ok some of us are trying to drive through this fucking city without losing our minds. or our lives frankly.

[meademalove]

We’ve all seen how in love and committed Meadema are yet ‘they won’t last’ and are in a relationship because it’s ’convenient’ according to one blog. idk how you can see them on social media (which is like 1% of their lives) watch their documentary and stuff and still come to that conclusion. 🤷‍♀️

Please send me another ask saying who said this Anon, thank you.

I mean, we don't know what will happen in the future, but if it was for convenience, they'd have broken up a long time ago. Viv didn't have to drive Beth up and down to Whitby for convenience or miss holidays with her own family or go through the year she went through. Same for Beth. People can draw their own conclusions, but they must not be very emotionally mature if they think that way.