#ew Manny

[scilou-mdr]

I woke up, I saw them, I drew them

Dan ( @kasafraz ) Manny ( @obliviondowning)

[seancamerons]

DEGRASSI THE NEXT GENERATION 5.02 VENUS, part 2

[hoodies-n-cola]

Did some doodles in Macromedia Flash 8 cause why not :>

[ellie-s-list]

Light in the Darkness (7)

Abby Anderson X Fem!Reader, College AU, Part 7

HEHEHEHE HAHAH

I hate that I didn't have this idea in the first place.

TW: Anxiety, overthinking

Chapter Seven→ Betty, Taylor Swift. Week 15

Lyrics: “Will you kiss me on the porch

In front of all your stupid friends?

If you kiss me will it be just like I dreamed it?

“Abby you’re so fucked,” Nora laughed at her friend, peering at her from the couch. She was in Abby and Manny’s shared apartment, currently alone together. 

“I know, Nora, she’s not taking any of my hints,” The blonde complained, pouring a cup of coffee. Abby frowned as add some cream to her drink. “I don’t know, I really do like her.’ 

Nora hummed from her spot on the couch. For fifteen weeks she’s had to hear Abby fawn over you, daydream about you. She even heard that Abby kissed you, yet you chose not to tell her about it the next morning. At least Abby wasn’t mad at her anymore for talking to you and almost giving away her crush. Yet, Nora knows you’ve picked up on Abby’s hints. Who couldn’t? Abby’s been more interested in conversations, reviving dead ones to be able to just see how you would respond. She’s tried hard to stay in your life, talking about you whenever she could get the chance. 

“You kissed her, right?” Nora asked as Abby finished making her coffee, putting away the additives. 

“Yeah,” Abby grabbed her coffee cup, walking around the couch to sit next to Nora. Taking a sip, the blonde sighed. “I didn’t initially remember the kiss, but after I got home and the hangover left, the memories seemed to resurface.” Abby rolled her eyes, leaning her head back on the couch. You were the first girl she’s actually went after, having had previous crushes, but she didn’t think they would like her back. But being the pursuer is hard work, she understands now why Owen used to get so frustrated when she wasn’t showing any hints for him. Abby didn’t mind that your anxiety ruled you sometimes, she cared about you and your wellbeing.

Nora was quiet. She always was thinking, always knew what to say next. Abby confided everything into Nora. Her first ever crush, her first ever female crush, her attraction to you on the first day of class. Nora knew everything, and she’s always given the best advice. 

The silence gave Abby time to reflect on how she even got to be able to talk to you in the first place. At Abby’s request, the professor paired you and Abby up for the final project. Abby didn’t mind volunteering, she wanted to be partners with you, but you didn’t stay behind class long enough for her to ask you to be partners for the first project. So, Abby went to the professor directly to be paired up with you, and it was a great decision. 

You were intriguing at first, always sitting in the same spot, never speaking unless you had to. You weren’t shy, you were able to public speak or speak to others if the time called for it, you just preferred not to talk. A “Hella” introvert as Mel called it.

It was endearing nonetheless, the way you used to speak monotonously with Abby. But after that night at the bowling alley you warmed up to her. You slowly opened up to Abby, and when you told her she “seemed safe”, it took everything in Abby to not crush you in a hug. You looked so innocent with your answer, about ready to burst into tears with how much emotion you were allowing yourself to show. 

“You’re really hung up on her, huh?” Nora brought Abby out of her thoughts of you. Abby was gripping her mug, smiling at the contents of it. “Can you finish this semester without tell her about your feelings?” 

“No,” Abby’s answer was immediate, which surprised her as well. She didn’t have to think about it, she just inherently knew. She had to confirm your suspicions of her cursh on you, she couldn’t keep it in any longer. She groaned, hitting her head on the back of the couch, turning to look at Nora, “There’s no chance that I wont confess, I can’t let her go without even blatantly saying anything.” 

“Do you want her to confess first?”

“It would be easy enough, but I just want a hint that she likes me back,” The blonde decided to place her mug on the coffee table. 

Nora rolled her eyes, “She probably, no definitely, already has.” 

“What do you mean?”  

“She doesn’t pull away anymore,” Nora pointed out, “You even told me she let you pretend to be her girlfriend. You even carried her in the rain!”  

“That doesn’t mean anything!”

“Abby, you’re a fucking dumbass!”

The door opened before Abby could retort, Manny and Owen making their way into the apartment. It seems that they heard what Nora said, both having shit-eating grins on their faces. 

“I second Nora,” Manny says leaning on the back end of the couch. 

“I could literally shit in your bed.”

“Okay, Amber Heard,” He then turned to Nora, “This about her crush?”

Nora nodded, looking back at Manny, “It’s about Abby living under a rock and not picking up on her crushes reactions to her moves.” 

“Oh, you had to tell her too?”

“Wait,” Owen walked over as well, leaning against the couch beside Manny. Abby placed her arm over her eyes, not wanting to see her downfall. “Abby has a crush? Who’s the guy?” 

“Girl, my dude,” Manny slaps him on the back. “Actually, the one who implied she fucks your mom.” 

Owen sputtered, looking down at Abby, who was grinning from behind her arm. To be honest, when that happened she was silently cheering you on. Owen sometimes stepped out of line, and it showed that you didn’t care what he thought. You probably only cared about what your friends think of you, or what people that mean something to you think. 

“I get it, I’m dumb,” Abby said, uncovering her eyes. “What do I do?” 

“Fuck her,” Manny said plainly, like it was the obvious answer. 

Everyone went silent, staring at the man. Abby was blushing, she hadn’t even thought about it, only thinking about how to get you to notice her. How to get you to develop feelings for her. 

“Just tell her,” Owen breaks the silence, not looking at Abby. He’s with Mel now, that fact that he’s still strung up on Abby is his problem. 

“Yeah, if anything it’ll make next semester a little weird,” Nora placed a hand on Abby’s shoulder, trying to comfort her friend. 

Manny huffed, standing up fully, “I stand by my suggestion.” He turned walking towards the kitchen. 

Owen stayed behind, taking to staring at the floor as he spoke. “Abs, if you really do like her, and she’s showing interest, your best bet is to just tell her.” He then retreated to the kitchen, the two girls watching him. 

How could she not have noticed your responses to her advances? She knew you had anxiety, making the first move was out of the question. You had to have clear evidence, had to have her confession on a plate right in front of you before you dared step into any sort of possible trap. You’ve been receptive to her advances, showing that you didn’t mind them and you even gave some back before pulling away. 

“Dude who ate all the mac and cheese?” Manny’s voice came from the kitchen. The night before there was some left over from take out Manny had, and he loved that mac and cheese so much. 

Abby exchanged a look with Nora, smirking. She then called out, “It was Owen!”

“How the-” Owen ran into the living room, avoiding a box of mac and cheese that was thrown at him. 

“Owen, you slimy bitch,” Manny appeared in the kitchen archway, armed with two more boxes of Kraft mac and cheese. He threw them at Owen, and in the chaos that ensued, Nora and Abby retreated to Abbys bedroom. The blonde brought her forgotten coffee, chugging it on her way to her room. Once the door was closed, Nora laid on Abby’s bed. 

“Your presentations tomorrow?” 

“Yeah,” Abby placed her empty mug on her desk, sitting at her desk chair. “I made my decision to tell her after, since it is our last class together until next semester.” 

“You better not chicken out.” 

“I won’t.”

POSTED ON: 4/24/23

WC: 1,405

[there-are-many-ways-to-smile]

I’ve been watching Modern Family and this is a small list of the inappropriate relationships, I’ve noticed so far. I’m only on season 9 as of right now.

Jay & Gloria

* He’s old enough to be her father.

* She’s the same age as Claire.

* Power dynamic: he’s older and rich..

* It’s literally pointed out in one of the episodes that Gloria has daddy issues.

Luke and that woman whose old enough to be his mother and she legit has a daughter 1 year younger than him.

Manny & one of his teachers

Manny & literally any older woman.

I know he’s of age and he’s always acted older. but it’s still weird and highly gross.

Alex & Ben

Age dynamic

Alex & Arvin

He’s older than her.

He’s her professor.

He dated her sister.

(Side note: it’s super sad, that he literally told Haley he was gonna marry her one day. It makes Alex seem like second best. Like “I couldn’t have the person I actually wanted so I got with her sister.” Idk)

Alex deserves someone whose gonna chose her first.

[iftari]

long running shows like modern family start to fall apart bc they reduce the 3D-ness of their characters into quick words n change them up as dependent on the plot v understanding the characters and keeping their growth consistent. also bc theyre yt and white comedy shows dont know how to engage in anything beyond surface level humor even when they are to some degree tryign to be political

[ask-edd]

Ya mind if I also - *ahem* AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[inkabelledesigns]

So Kat, who are you bringing to Art Fight?

An excellent question! This Vampire has five characters up on the site, and I'm REALLY EXCITED to share them all with you! So today we're gonna throw our refs under the cut so you can see everyone, even if you don't have an Art Fight account. (Or if the site is being majorly slow since it's sign up day baby!)

Ah my darlings, it's so nice to have drawn you again. I missed you. 💜

So let's go in order from left to right, top to bottom. More information under the cut!

Auran Dulce

Those of you who have hung around this account for a while probably need no introduction to this guy. XD But for those that are new, this is my nutcracker ballerino! Auran was built to be a soldier and hated his training for the royal guard. When he met Loraine, he was instantly enchanted by her beautiful dancing and let himself long for a life he could never have. The two used a glamour to disguise as each other and switch lives, and after they were caught (and had to answer for some serious incidents), Auran ended up adopted by the ballet. He now dances every day for thousands of people and couldn't be happier. He's come out of his shell so much and grown into a mischievous, charming, and kind young man, and Loraine is proud to call him her partner. He has magic that lets him manipulate aspects of wintry weather, such as snow, ice, blizzard winds, and Aurora borealis, and he's often compared to a Jack Frost with some of the shenanigans he'll get into. I've had him since 2018 during my last semester of college, a time when I was immensely inspired by ShinyZango's story The Last Nutcracker (which if you didn't know, I'm the voice of Clara for! Small world right?) I made him over spring break to be a nutcracker that had some broken parts, inspired by a late Christmas card from my cousins where one of the younger ones had a messy DIY nutcracker ornament. The crack on his face came from there, and it's been filled with gold, similar to kintsugi, a method for repairing broken pottery.

Loraine Celeste

Loraine was a doll first created to be a counterpart to Auran, not a Clara, but a mirror that wanted to be a soldier instead of a dancer. But what I've discovered is that being a soldier isn't really the right place for her either, that's not the story she's meant to tell. So she's out there exploring the land of Equinox, trying to find where she wants to be. She's still a performer at heart, landing in things like skating, acrobatics, etc, but she's found a lot of excitement while traveling as Manny Quinn's delivery girl. Loraine has a spirit as free as the wind, which is probably why her magic manifests as wind of many kinds. She's also one to experiment with magic. See doll magic is a dust like substance that comes out of the gems on their person, and it's unique to each doll that unlocks it. Loraine has discovered that it's possible to use another doll's dust, but its properties will change depending on who's using it and for what. She has some dust from Auran, Manny, and a few other friends on standby for emergencies and experiments, but it's a limited amount. I'm so happy with her, my little candy cane girl has grown so much.

Manny Quinn

Manny Quinn (the mannequin, yes it's a pun, I LOVE IT) is one of those characters that I have been waiting for AGES to show. He's so crucial to the world building of Equinox and I've somehow managed to not color him in until now. Manny is a tailor who used to be under the thumb of a cruel boss. His magic manifesting came from immense stress and hopelessness, and it showed him a way out when he thought he had none. He's secretly a shapeshifter, and he used this power to build a rival business to his boss' in secret to boot her out of the market under a false alias, after which said false alias turned over the business to him. He now has an openly queer found family with him in the shop, made up of his former co-workers who were also suffering, and they're all safe and happy making clothes. Their clientele ranges from the Swan Song Ballet and the fanciest of nobility, to the lower class that don't have much to call their own. Manny takes care of everyone. Most believe that his magic is telekinetic, and they'd be right, he does levitate objects all over the shop to do his work. But in truth, Manny has more than one soul gem on him. Some of the gems on him are his originally, but some were given to him from a mysterious friend who passed on. Which magic comes from him, and which is a gift from his friend? The world may never know.

Bella Ewe

Those of you who know me for Bendy probably know this one. XD Bella is one of the main characters in my fic, Searching the Depths. She goes from a custodian knocked off a ladder and taken in by Joey Drew to an ally to Sammy and Jack that's trying to break the cycle and release her friends into the real world. This particular design is how I've imagined her in the content of Bendy and the Dark Revival, fully evolved from her Searcher origins to an ink creature known as a Shepherd, one of the ink demon's followers intended to protect his subjects, though lately something is majorly amiss with the ink demon. She bears a pair of horns to signify her role as a crowned Lord Amok, a title she fights Audrey for in a desperate attempt to help Sammy (who's had his memories stolen by Wilson). She starts off really not liking Audrey, as she one, feels replaced as Joey's chosen protege, and two, has been busy undoing a lot of Audrey's work. Audrey's Banish ability sends ink creatures back to the dark puddles, whereas Bella's Dive ability lets her dive below the ink to pull them up so they won't suffer and drown. But over time, realizing they both need to stop Wilson and get out of the cycle, they find some common ground and even some friendship as they work together to take him down. Bella also has gained a friendship/slightly romantic relationship with a Keeper who helped her escape the Pit after getting to know her during experiments, who she affectionately nicknamed Richard (it started off as a subtle way to call him a dick, now they're both attached. Oops.) Bella has grown so much as a character since I made her in 2017, and it's been so fun playing with her again since Dark Revival came out.

Vibrance Echo

Vibe is the oldest character on this list, being created back in 2014 as a Sonic fan character and evolving into an original one. She's an audiokinetic superhero that's a fusion of normal human teenager Vivian Kenson and the elemental spirit Audius. She does parkour, breakdancing, and acrobatics with a whole lot of music and noise to take down Tumult and the Anti-Sync, who want to control and destroy all the elements of nature. Vibe is excited, passionate, eager to help, and above all else, kindhearted. She's one of my more openly autistic characters too! Her headphones were designed by her friend Mitch to help her not be overstimulated in battle and hone in on specific sounds (as her super hearing from Audius' bat side is a lot to take in). Oh that's another thing, she's a little vampiric! Vivian didn't know this, but Audius lived deep within her, keeping her alive when she should have been dead, and since becoming a superhero, he's been overworked and she's starting to fall apart. So in an effort to help, her friend Dixon offers to turn her into an emotional vampire like he is. She now feeds off of people's emotions to keep herself alive and invigorated, something that she's got a lot of ways to spark given her emphasis on music. She's very animated and greatly affected by feelings even before this change, but she's definitely learning to work through this new part of her existence.

And that's everyone! Lots of sentimental characters here, they all mean so much to me, and I'm so happy to finally be able to share them with you! I've had such a great time putting them together, and now that they're done, I've enjoyed collecting references from my fellow creatives for Art Fight. I've downloaded a bunch of images and descriptions so I can start drawing the moment July comes even if the site is laggy. Can't WAIT to have a ball with all of you! Happy Art Fight!

(also if you ever have questions about my OCs and wanna nerd out together about OC stuff, my askbox and DMs are open! Please talk to me about this stuff, I LOVE IT!)

I'm joining Art Fight for the first time!

Hey gang, hope you're all doing well! I'm here to announce that I'm gonna be participating in Art Fight this year (Team Vampire once team sign-ups are open)! It's been so long since I got to focus on illustration, and while I'm traveling to see my grandparents for the month, I'd like to do some drawing. So I'm cracking open a new sketchbook and giving this a shot!

It is probably going to be mostly sketches for me, just to set reasonable expectations. I don't anticipate doing any big, fully colored pieces. But I'm so excited to draw, and I hope that people enjoy my OCs in turn! I had a lot of fun getting some art of them together for this, and writing their bios. I can't wait for you to meet them! ^^ Here's wishing you all a wonderful Art Fight, be you a participant or spectator, let's all have fun admiring our fellow artists!

[itsmarsss]

The World-Famous Annual Heffley Puppet Show [Rodrick Heffley x Reader] (Diary of a Wimpy Kid)

(~from the vault~)

Susan invites you to watch one of the Heffley's weird annual traditions, and you're expecting anything but this.

Word Count: 1,479

[...]

Dating Rodrick Heffley was… an experience. Not in a bad way at all, it was only that it could be… weird, for lack of a better word to describe it, at times. Like right now, for instance, when you were sitting in his living room while his parents told an extremely over-complicated story through… puppets.

You weren’t exactly sure how you'd gotten yourself into this situation. Okay, well, that was a lie, actually.

Susan had been incredibly persistent about you coming to the ‘World-Famous Annual Heffley Puppet Show’, as she made sure to announce extravagantly, adamant about you being present to witness the oh-so-great performance, and, despite Rodrick´s ridiculous attempts at making faces at you from behind her that quietly told you to not, in any occasion, agree to it, you just couldn’t get yourself to say no.

“Why would you say yes? You could have just said your grandma just died or something!” Rodrick questioned you, exhasperated.

“Dude! Don’t say that about my grandma!”

“Okay sorry. But you could’ve said absolutely anything! Anything!"

“I tried! She kept finding solutions! She even said she’d move the date up.”

“She said that?”

“Yeah. Why?"

“Shit. She’s never moved the date before. She really wants you to go.”

“Why is that?"

“No idea. I think she just really likes you."

“Why do you sound so shocked about that?”

“She’s never really liked any of the girls I went out with.”

“Okay, James Dean. You’ve gone out with like one girl before me when you were like sixteen.”

“Hey I got laid! Occasionally.”

“Ew."

“It’s true!”

“Yeah right.”

“Fine. I got laid twice. Happy?"

You shrugged, grinning at him as you poked fun at him some more.

"Well now that you said yes to her I guess we’re gonna have to go.”

“It can’t be that bad!”

It could. It definitely, 100%, without a doubt, could. The ‘performance’ had been going on for about half an hour now, and it didn’t look like it was heading towards an end any time soon. You were all sitting in chairs, which were lined up in front of the couch, your seat between Rodrick's and Greg's, with Rowley by Greg’s left and Manny by Rodrick’s right.

Okay, yeah, maybe this time you should have listened to Rodrick.

You really, really tried, but you could not, as much as you desperately wanted to, figure out the plot of the story Mr. and Mrs. Heffley were trying to tell. It had something to do with dragons and fried chicken and at some point you could swear there was a clown. How any of that tied up together was beyond you, and, as you could see, Rodrick and Greg too.

The only ones who seemed to be having any fun at all were Manny, who was standing up and clapping like crazy throughout the entire thing, probably props to the very questionable voices his parents were making for the ridiculous amount of different characters that seemed to progressively look worse in appearance as they showed up, and Rowley, who also didn’t seem to understand any of it, but looked entertained nonetheless, occasionally even shooting Greg a few comments, to which Greg just smiled and mumbled something incoherent under his breath in response.

You leaned over to Rodrick, who was wide-eyed at this point, looking borderline terrified at the scene that unfolded in front of him. “You said it was bad, not that it was gonna give me nightmares!” You whispered.

He looked genuinely embarrassed, and for Rodrick Heffley to be embarrassed of something, oh that was something. “I tried to warn you!”

“What are you guys talking about?” Greg whispered too, making himself a part of the conversation.

“Shut up dickhead,” Rodrick let out under his breath, to which Greg replied by sticking his tongue out at him, earning a middle finger in response. Oh, brothely love.

“Do you guys really have to go through this every year?”

They both nodded. “It’s like it gets more terrifying every year,” Greg commented, and you took a quick glance back at the couch, where Mr. and Mrs. Heflley were crouched behind. Apparently a pig who was wearing a bow tie was hunting down a rabbit for sweets now.

“Do you guys think they’d notice if we left?” Greg asked and you pondered on it. Then you had an idea.

You turned to face your boyfriend. “Okay look. You gotta be fast alright? And you can't let your mom be upset at me."

“What?” Rodrick questioned you, finally managing to look away from the trance the puppet show had kept his eyes in.

“When I say I gotta go you say you’re coming with me.”

He nodded, though he hadn't really gotten the gist of where you were going with that.

“Wait can I come?”

“No,” Rodrick promptly replied.

“Come on give him a break," you nudged his arm, to which he rolled his eyes, letting out a sigh.

“Fine. But only ‘cause she asked.”

Greg smiled, looking at you. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“Alright we gotta get out fast. Just grab Rowley with ya.”

Greg nodded in understandment.

“Hey Mrs. Heffley?” You spoke up.

The voices stopped. You were already grateful just for that moment of silence. Susan’s head appeared from behind the sofa. “Yes dear? Something wrong?”

“I'm really sorry, but um I really need to head home, I think.”

“Oh but we’re only halfway through-”

“I’ll take her home!” Rodrick exclaimed at lightspeed, yanking you by your wrist and sprinting towards the front door.

“We’ll come with!” Greg yelled too, doing the same with Rowley, leaving only Manny as an audience for the remainder of the story.

“But-”

“Bye! Thnak you for inviting me!” You yelled over, already out by the front yard.

“Uh- bye sweetie!”

You got to Rodrick’s van, which was parked on the street, all panting and out of breath from running so fast.

“Okay, get in demon spawn.” Rodrick unlocked the back door and waiting for the boys to enter.

“Hey!” You exclaimed in feighened offense.

“Not you. You’re a… sexy little demon...ess,” he smirked, knowing he’d get a laugh out of you.

You could hear Greg and Rowley say ‘ew’ from the back as you got in the car.

“I agrre with them, ew. I think I prefer demon spawn.”

Rodrick got in himself, turning the engine on. “Okay any ideas?”

“Can we go to Chipotle?” Rowley asked.

“No we should go to Taco Bell!” Greg yelled, and they immediately started arguing about it, talking over each other so loud you couldn’t understand a single word they were saying.

“Hey! Dickheads! Shut up!” Rodrick yelled, and, surprisingly, they did. “Y/n chooses.”

“What? Why?” Greg asked, offended.

“She has girlfriend privileges!”

You laughed at Greg’s angry expression. “Well I think we should go to Subway.”

“We’re not going to Subway." Rodrick deadpanned.

“What? You said I had girlfriend privileges!”

“Not if you choose fucking Subway!”

“Fine. Domino’s?”

“That's a decent option!” He smiled, and started driving.

You got yourselves a large pizza, Greg and Rowley quick to leave the table and go chase after each other around the place.

“You have grease on your chin,” you informed Rodrick when you looked at him. He wiped it off, his mouth full of food. He tried to say something, but quit as soon as he started, the sound muffled.

“Dude swallow the pizza first, that’s gross!”

He did so before trying again. “I said thank you.”

“It was looking all greasy and gross!"

"Oh shut up," he smiled at your teasing. "I meant for saying yes to my mom. She was actually like super excited about it.”

You furrowed your eyebrows together, confused. “Wait I thought you wanted me to say no.”

“Well yeah. But she clearly liked that you did go or whatever. She likes you.”

“That good?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “I guess. Maybe he won’t be so up our asses if she likes you.”

“Well you’re very welcome. Cause that was… something.”

He laughed. “You thought that was bad? You should see the Christmas one.”

There was no way. “They do a Christmas puppet show too?”

“Oh no it’s much worse. They actually act in it.”

“Jesus.”

“Yeah. And you’re officially invited by me.”

“Oh no don’t bring me into this again-”

“Too late! I-” he took a sip of his soda- “will be telling my mom you had a wonderful time today, and you were so, so bummed you had to go home early!”

“You’re a jerk!”

“What's that I hear? You’d be thrilled to attend the Yearly Heffley Christmas Play?"

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t.”

You smiled. You supposed you signed up for weirdness the moment you said yes to dating Rodrick Heflley of all people.

“I do, actually!”

He smiled at you. No, you don't.

[. . .]

A/N: heyy rewrote some thingies but its mostly the same as when i first wrote it. so here ya go with some more rodrick content! :)

[la-pheacienne]

So let me get this straight.

If I believe that a particular character should be ruler/would be a good ruler/would have been a good ruler/deserves to be ruler/will probably end up being ruler/was unfairly deprived of their rulership, be it dany, or jon, or rhaenyra or rhaegar or arya or bran or stannis the mannis (ew) or my neighbour or your mother or whomever the hell you want them to be, I am classist. And royalist. And conservative. And going against the themes of asoiaf. Because no one can fix westeros, because there are no good rulers/there can be no good rulers/rulership is inherently bad/inherently moraly wrong/ the throne is doomed to be destroyed because it is the root of all evil-

But somehow if you believe that one particular character, coincidentally your fave, will probably be a ruler (queen in the north or in any other position of FEUDAL power- ruling is not just reserved to the iron throne btw), or that she should be a ruler or that she would be a good ruler, you are somehow not classist or royalist or conservative.

Can somebody tell me why that is? What is the justification behind your speculation in the first place? Why will she/why should she be a ruler? Because she deserves it? Because she has been through so much? Because she's strong and powerful and resilient? Okay? So, the only meaningful difference between your take and my take is that I actually (naively!) have faith in the possibility that a character that has been established again and again as a progressive and radical leader could possibly contribute to a meaningful radical collective change in the world while you just consider rulership as a prize, as a reward for individual struggle? And somehow that makes me more conservative? That makes me a classist? Besties, it is literally the other way round.

I don't even hate that character. I am pretty neutral towards her, I would even say that I am sympathetic towards her. And I actually believe she will end up in a position of power (not queen in the north but a position of power nonetheless). Yes, in a position of feudal power, that's what I mean, that's the only real power any character could ever have in a book series that is set in a pseudomedieval world. But you need to be very careful before you start throwing around classism and royalism and conservatism accusations at people for actively engaging with a pseudomedieval fantasy (fantasy!!) book series whose entire foundation is the question "what is a good leader?", "what makes a good leader?", "how does someone become a good leader?", "how could this system become slightly better?", "what are the powers that stop any real progress? how can these powers be defeated?" The answers to these questions in asoiaf are not easy or automatic. But they exist. All of these questions have answers in the text. Concrete, solid answers, whether you like it or not. Believing in the truth of those answers simply means we engage with the themes of the (fictional!) story. It simply makes us fans of the text. It does not make us stupid or naive, and it definitely does not make us conservative.

There is nothing that I despise more in this fandom than the double standard of "oh you are so lame if you actually believe someone could/will be a good ruler, nobody should be king or queen, meanwhile let's talk about my fave's ruling arc" (asoiaf version), or "oh you are so lame if you actually believe a particular character should have been ruler and not the other, that makes you a classist and we're not, all sides are bad because monarchy, meanwhile let's dedicate 99,9% of our posts explaining why one side is wrong. One specific side. Entirely coincidentally, since we do not take sides" (fire and blood version).

The meaningful difference between these two fandom "factions" is that one is honest and openly engages with the themes of the story in an organic and positive and hopeful way, while the other is just this annoying group of college kids repeating the same, holier-than-thou, pseudo-intellectual takes ad infinitum to appear smarter than anyone else while carefully concealing their obvious bias.

[cxrsed-angel]

Attachment Issues (Joel Miller x f!Reader)

Word count: 2k words

Warnings: 18+ only (minors DNI!), established relationship, I can't remember if its mentions but age gap (reader is in her twenties, Joel is in his 50s), smut (p in v, unprotected), oral (male receiving)

A/N: I miss my man guys 😔, gif credits: @/manny-jacinto

Joel went on a trip with Tommy to spend time together after being apart for a while, he told you about the trip a few weeks before but you didn’t think much about when you lived in the QZ he would leave on runs and you would you too. But on the second day, you started to miss him and he was supposed to be gone for almost two weeks. 

You didn’t think you were that attached but you were wrong. you tried to do things around the communication to help out and take your mind off of it but when you laid down in your bed it felt too big for you, too cold and empty. You miss feeling his back against your chest as you slept, you miss waking up to him playing his guitar early in the morning and going for rides on the horses late at night. 

It was the third day since he left, and you woke up to Ellie banging on your door waking you up. “Come on, you've been sleeping all morning, get uppp!!” she yelled as you rolled her eyes. you sighed and reluctantly got out the bed and answered the door. 

“Ellie, I have no shifts or anything today. Why are you screaming at me?” you go to close the door, but she forces it open and enters you and joel’s room. you sighed as you lay back down on the bed. you watch as she goes to sit on the bed before she stops and looks at it. 

“Ew you guys probably have sex here huh, i’ll sit on the floor.” she cringed before sitting crisscross on the floor across from you. 

“What do you want Ellie,” you ask rolling your eyes annoyed and choosing to ignore the sex comment.

“I’m not letting you mope around like a sad puppy because he isn’t here.” you smile slightly, appreciating the gesture, but you can’t help it. You felt like something was missing. You just missed him too much, 

“Yea Ellie I know I feel stupid but i can’t help it and i don’t even know why i’m missing him so much. We would go more than a week not seeing each other back at the QZ and I was fine.” you said as you lay your head on the bed. 

“Well you’ve been traveling across the country for months you literally didn’t spend a day apart.” she comments in a tone that makes it sound obvious, and the more you thought about it she was right, for months you’ve been right by his side. 

“That’s true but that’s doesn’t help me get over it.” you shrugged, slumping further into the bed. 

She stands up and grabs your hands pulling you off the bed “let’s first start but getting out of the sex bed and out of the room that’s reminds you of him.” you roll your eyes and stand up. 

“Stop don’t call it that it’s just a bed.” you lightly scold her as she leads you out of the room. you spent the rest of the day helping out around and watching movies, then you slept in her room instead of yours and Joel and it helped. you still miss him but nearly as bad. 

Two days later you were feeding the sheep with Ellie when you hear horses pulling into the stables you turn and see Tommy and couldn’t help handing the food to Ellie and you ran over to the stables knowing Joel was back. When you were there you could barely wait for Joel to get off his horse before you crash into him hugging your arms around him and relaxing against his chest. you hear Tommy laugh but you don’t care. 

“Hey darling, you really missed me huh?” he asks as he hugs you back, placing a short kiss on the side of your head. 

“Just a little,” you mumble against his chest you hear Ellie laugh behind you. 

“Oh yea, because missing him so much you could barely get out of bed the first couple days is a “little” she teased as you flipped her off for a few seconds before going back to hugging Joel. 

“Well, he wasnt much better, kept complaining about how much he missed her we had come back home early.” Tommy adds as he finishes putting the horses away. 

You pull away slightly, looking up at him “really you missed me that much too” he nods and pressing a soft kiss on your lips. 

“Missed you so fucking much it was hell being away for so long” you smile and stand next to him, grabbing his hand and holding it yours as you lead him back to your house. Joel follows your lead, chuckling a bit. He lets go of your hand to lightly pinch your ass before holding it again. 

“Looks like you missed me in more ways than one huh honey.” he teases. You were about to reply when you heard Tommy catch up to you and Joel. 

“You two better be safe, he's too damn old to have a baby” he calls out as he playfully pushes Joel's shoulder before walking away. 

Joel rolls his eyes as he pulls you closer against him as much as physically possible as you approach your house. When you're both inside he quickly closes the door and pushes you against it before putting his lips on yours, you close your eyes and put your arms around his waist, and you melt into him. You part your lips allowing his tongue to slip inside your mouth. after a few minutes, he pulls away to catch his breath. 

“Missed you so much, Joel,” you whine against him as he nods. 

“Missed you too princess fuck I missed you so goddamn much.” He grabs your hand and places it down his jeans, feeling his hard bulge. you moan slightly before rubbing your hand slowly up and down through his boxers before removing your hand. 

“Bedroom Joel,” you mutter as you realize you are still by the front door. He follows you up to your bedroom you take your shoes and jeans off and wait as Joel closes and locks the door. You watch as he takes off his shoes and unbuckles his jeans to take them off. you walk up to him and unbutton his shirt slowly while looking up into his eyes. 

“You look so hot in buttons up,” you blurt out, and you slide the shirt off and place marks along his chest. He smiles lightly before moans replace it. 

“Good to know baby.” he gently pushes you off of him and takes off his boxers before sitting on the bed. you climb onto the bed, straddling him hovering over his throbbing cock. You spit in your hand before grabbing his dick and rubbing it slowly against your wet slit. 

Joel closes his eyes and throws his head back “fuck baby,” he whines and shudders under your touch. After a few minutes, you line his cock along your entrance and slowly sink down onto him. you let out a gasp as he moans and grabs onto your hips roughly. 

He opens his eyes and looks at you, full of lust, but he is still concerned, “you alright, baby?” 

You nod “mmhm just-fuck- you’re big still have to get used to it.” you breathe out as you feel your brain starts foggy from arousal. after a few seconds, you start rolling your hips as you grind against him. You bite your lip trying to keep quiet knowing the walls are thin. 

Joel shakes his head and brings his finger to your lips, opening them “uh uh wanna hear, you sound so pretty moaning for me.” You clench around him at his words before you open your mouth, letting out small gaps and moans. But you were still quiet, and Joel knew that. he holds onto your hips, stopping their movement before he thrust his hips up, pounding his dick deeper inside you. 

“Ah-ah Joel fuck-oh my god!” you moan out significantly lounder than before, making Joel smile. 

“Atta girl-fuck-let me hear you, missed those pretty sounds.” He praises as he continues thrusting into you, the pornographic sounds of your skin smacking your combined moans filling the room. You feel Joel's hips start slowing down, so you take over, bouncing yourself up and down his cock. 

“Fuck you feel so good baby, he praise and he lifts your shirt up and takes it off along with your bra, and places his mouth on your nipple licking and sucking on it. Your eyes close as you breathe out a moan at his touch. 

“Shit Joel I’m close-oh god!” he flicks his tongue against your nipple for a few seconds before pulling away. 

“Can tell, you’re clenching ‘round me come on baby cum on my cock.” he growls, southern accent getting stronger as guides you through your release. You squeeze your arms around him and melt into his neck as you let out cumming around him, you relax against him as your body shutters slightly. He rubs your back as you come down from your high. After you compose yourself, you lift your head up and see Joel’s disheveled hair. You slowly lift up off of him, you place your hand on his thigh spreading his legs before placing yourself between them, eye level with his throbbing cock glistening from your juices. he looks down at you and shakes his head. 

“No,no baby you don’t have to I can-“ you lick up his cock, making him moan out mid-sentence and jerk his cock up and down as you interrupt him. 

“Shut up and let me suck you off Texas.” he nods and leans his head back, closing his eyes as you take him in your mouth, hallowing out your cheeks and taking him further down your throat. you hear him let out whimpers and moans about of good you feel. you start moving your head up and down slowly at first but slightly increasing your pace. your hand comes up and fondles his balls lightly, making him twitch in your mouth. 

“Holy- princess Imma cum if you keep touching my balls like that.” You roll your eyes and take him out of your swollen lip, replacing it with your hand. 

“That’s kinda the point babe, want your cum.” you lean down and suck on his balls as you jerk him fast, making him let out a shaky breathes. You take your mouth off of him and look up at Joel through your eyelashes. 

“Wanna cum on my face?” you ask, looking at him innocently despite the lewd question you just asked him. He opens his eyes, looking at how pretty you look with spit around your lips and it has him immediately cumming all over your hand and slightly on your face. He curses as his  cock twitches lightly. You smile at him, making him shake his head as his chest raises fast as he tries to catch his breath. 

“You’re so dirty darling” he teases as he takes his thumb across your cheeks, wiping his cum off of you and placing it in your mouth, happily sucking on it. 

You take it out, and watch him get up and put his boxers on and grab a towel wiping your face before grabbing your underwear and shirt. but you shake your head “No I want your shit” you tell him and he walks over grabbing his button up and hands it to you as you put it on. He lays down and you lay next to him resting your head on his chest as his hand rubs your back. 

“Really fucking missed you, I think traveling with you gave me attachment issues” your confession has him laughing, feeling his chest rumble under your ear. 

Just add it to the list,” you frown your eyebrows looking up at him to clarify, “attachment issues, abandonment issues, mommy issues, daddy issues-“ you gasp softly, your mouth falling open for a second before lightly slap his chest as he chuckles.

 “Missed you too princess, I don’t think I can be away for that long again," he assures as you close your eyes, slowly falling asleep. 

“Then dont.” you mumble, and he nods “I wont, not going anywhere, I’m staying right here.” he closes his eyes too and leans his head on top of yours falling asleep.

[harleyshahas]

Iiiii wish youd write a fic where Jack is annoying North or Bunny so they gift wrap him and shoot his ass through a burrow straight to Pitch's lair (also hiii its ecto)

"Come on, guys, is this really necessary?" Jack whined, trying not to laugh, as Bunny held him down to keep him from squirming off the oversized wrapping paper. Where North had found it, Jack will never know, but that just meant he'd have to try harder to invade the shop and explore more thoroughly.

"Mate, for the love of Manny, stop talking." Bunny sounded so distraught as he said it. North folded the paper over Jack and the two of them proceeded to roll him up properly, earning giggles and snorts from the youngest Guardian.

"Seriously, this is so - pfft- unnecessary!"

He was having the time of his life.

It took no effort between the two of them to haul him up to his feet, Bunny looping a big white ribbon around his legs and upper body. The blue snowflake paper crinkled with each tug.

"Is your idea, Jack," North said with a shrug. "You said Pitch was good this year. I say no. But I need you out of shop." He crossed his arms and glared at Jack, but his stern expression was ruined by the delighted twinkle in his eye. "You are menace, and you're distracting my elves."

North was having just as much fun.

"The elves don't make the toys, though!" Jack tried to reason. Bunny finished his work with an extravagant white bow in the center of his chest. "I was just trying to keep them out of the way! I thought you could use the help!"

Bunny looked at him deadpan as he stepped back. "You blew up the kitchen."

Jack snorted another laugh. "No! Bimble blew up the kitchen and framed me!"

"No matter who blew up kitchen," North said, unwrapping a candy cane, "it still happened." He shoved the long end of the cane into Jack's mouth, Jack grinning around it. He pulled out a snow globe. "You are present now. Maybe Pitch can keep you occupied until after Christmas."

Bunny gave a dramatic shutter. "Oh, ew. I don't need that mental image, mate."

North laughed, loud and boisterous, as Jack gave his muffled protests. Then he whispered to the globe and threw it, a swirling green portal opening up to a dreary grey landscape. Jack was lifted by his feet by Bunny, spouting token protests around his candy cane, but he was smiling and giggling too much to mean anything by them. North held his shoulders and back, and together, they hauled him through the portal with cheeky cries of "Merry Christmas!" called after him.

Jack tumbled through the portal with an oof!, unable to catch himself with his arms and legs bound in wrapping paper, and he may have lost his breath a little as he landed on his back. He winced, blinking his eyes rapidly to shake the glowing green swirls from his vision.

There was a stifled snort in the dark.

"To whom do I owe this pleasure?" Pitch's velvet voice reached his ears, even if the man himself did not appear. Jack smiled wide up that cavern ceiling.

"Santa's gift came early!" He laughed around his candy cane. "Said to wish you a merry Christmas."

Bright gold eyes appeared in the dark above him, soon followed by that grey face he loved so much. His lips twitched as he faught a grin. "Maybe I should go thank him."

Jack smiled up at him. "I think you should unwrap your present first. I put in a good word for you, after all."

"That so?" Pitch grinned. "Well, who am I to argue with Santa Claus?" His shadowy form circled Jack, looming over him as he fiddled with the bow. "After all, he gave me just what I wanted for Christmas this year." Jack's face flushed, and he swallowed thickly around the candy in his mouth. Pitch slowly pulled the ribbon loose, stradding Jack's torso as he did. He smirked over the younger spirit. "I can't wait to play with my new toy."

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I hope you like it! This was fun!!

[seancamerons]

it's been 84 years and like i'm still pissed/salty that peter used his moms connections when she was principal to plant drugs in sean's locker for the sole purpose to get him expelled and then lied about it and continued to be a sneak and then was only found out too late the after the fact. why was anyone surprised after what he pulled with many bc she didn't want him romantically so he posted her video online on his palm pilot like a pos!) he also got away with the whole thing with the street races like slap on the wrist when sean went down. peter pursued the race ok? he is just as guilty if not more guilty. a video apology? sean got beat like jail? i know he's not a rich guy but he didn't deserve that shit. ughhhh it makes me mad. sean like was supposed to graduate with his friends and be the first in his family to do so. it was important to him, and it's his fault that sean couldn't have that. it's peter's fault that sean had little options in town after that, so he had to leave all over again. sean is my favorite, he also was disrespectful and called him scum. (even tho s6 is my least favorite season for sean for a myriad of reasons AND I'm a semma shipper. whoever he was, wasn't sean ok?) peter is still worse. THE WOOOOORST. so basically f peter. this is my villain origin story. roses are red and violets are blue that storyline sucked, and peter stone also sucks. glad to be apart of this group.

[satansapostle6]

Kids | Rodrick Heffley

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Rodrick Heffley becomes obsessed when he finally meets his thirty-five year old band mate, Bill Walter’s, younger sister.

Warnings: Mature themes/language. Drug use. Sexual content. Violence.

“Heartbeat”

“The Angel From My Nightmare”

There was a war going on in Rodrick Heffley’s head. An even bigger one than usual. He nearly drank maple syrup at breakfast that Friday morning.

“Are you okay, Rodrick?” Greg asked him. “You seem even more stupid than usual. Which is saying something.”

“Shut up, you little butt muncher!” he snapped, throwing a grape at his younger brother.

“Rodrick, sweetie, be nice,” Susan Heffley frowned as she sat down for breakfast with the boys, feeding Manny. “But Greg’s right, you seem irritable. Is there something on your mind?”

“No, Mom,” he huffed impatiently.

“Is it that girl you were seeing? Bill’s sister?” his mother assumed.

“No, Mom! It’s nothing,” Rodrick insisted.

The truth was, he hadn’t spoken to, or even looked in the same direction of, Sara for weeks.

“She didn’t try to go too fast with you, did she?” Susan asked in a panic she had created herself.

“Mom!” Rodrick exclaimed, appalled.

“Susan…”

Frank wasn’t of much help. And neither was Greg, who just laughed.

“You know, I knew girls like her in high school. Developed too early, started making mistakes with boys…” the woman trailed off, adjusting her glasses as she shuddered at the thought.

“Ugh, why is everyone being so weird?!” Rodrick groaned, earning looks from everyone at the table.

He got up, completely abandoning the food despite his hunger.

“I’m out of here!” he announced dramatically as his father just widened his eyes, returning to that morning’s paper.

Rodrick angrily grabbed his backpack, which was practically empty, running out to the van as he sped off to school, so distracted he nearly hit a parked car on the way out of their neighborhood.

“Fuck!” Rodrick yelled within the safety of his van as he arrived at the high school. “I’m starving,” he realized.

Meanwhile, Sara wasn’t having a great start to her day, either.

“Sara Walter.”

Sara reluctantly stood up in her home room class, walking up to her ancient history teacher’s desk as she waited for him to hand her her test back.

“Hmm. Sara Walter… You wouldn’t happen to be related to a student I had a while back, would you?” Mr. Emerson thought aloud. “Bill Walter?”

“Yes. I am,” she crossed her arms, not in the mood for conversation, let alone polite conversation.

“Huh. I can certainly see the resemblance,” the man chuckled at his own joke, gesturing to her dark makeup and shaggy blonde hair through laughter. “Bill Walter. Wow. What a throwback… Did he ever mention me?”

“Yes,” she responded.

“Oh really? What did he have to say?” the man asked her with a burning curiosity.

“That you’re a Confederate sympathizer, and you smell like an onion farted,” Sara recalled perfectly. “May I have my text back, please?”

She watched as his face fell.

“Yes, I suppose, here it is,” Mr. Emerson said in embarrassment.

She grabbed the test, slumping back down in her seat as she sighed at the C-. Not her finest work, but certainly not her worst, either.

“Girl, are you okay?” Lauren Do asked quietly. “You seem like you hate this class more than usual.”

“I’m fine,” she sighed. “I finally have a Friday off, but my mom wants me to take Connor to a birthday party, at the roller rink.”

“Oh. I’ll come with you,” the girl volunteered. “We can stand off to the side and people-watch.”

“Thanks,” Sara nodded appreciatively, “That sounds like about all I can handle. Not like I have too many plans as of late, anyway.”

“Whatever happened to you and Rodrick?” Lauren asked her. “You two looked so hot together.”

“Rodrick’s… nothing,” Sara concluded coldly.

“Ew, what a dumbass,” her best friend said in disgust.

“Tell him, not me.”

Later that day, at lunch, Sara and Lauren sat out in the courtyard together, as Sara decided to spend her time drawing her friend as a pinup. It was entertaining, and it took her mind off the gaping void.

Sara sat on the cement with her knees up to her chest, drawing frustratedly as she occasionally looked around her at the world, hating it every time. She eventually looked up, facing the exit out of the school, as three all-too-familiar guys came walking out. She looked down quickly, returning to her drawing as she spotted Rodrick. Luckily, they hadn’t made eye contact.

But, unfortunately, it seemed Lauren and Sara were so far off to the side, they hadn’t noticed either of them as they walked past, having a loud conversation amongst themselves.

“You should ask Vicky to the prom,” Ben laughed as he teased Chris.

“No way. I’m not tying myself down to anyone. Especially not Vicky,” Chris Merkle scoffed.

Ben nodded approvingly. “Girlfriends are overrated as fuck, dude. Why have one girl sometimes, when you can have all the girls, all the time?”

“Hell yeah, man,” Rodrick ad-libbed emptily.

Chris just shook his head at him, amused by his stupidity. Sara did the same thing, but for another reason. She felt she couldn’t have expected anything else; why would Rodrick Heffley, of all people, have the balls to be the contrarian in a group of teenage boys convinced that monogamy was the stupidest human invention?

*****

Later that day, Rodrick and the other boys picked up their band mate to hang out at the dirty part of the park, smoking different things together where no one else liked to go.

“Yo, Rod,” Bill said, coughing on the joint he was sharing with Chris.

Rodrick turned to look at him, enjoying a cigarette by himself.

“Wanna go to the store?” he asked. “I want some chips.”

“Yeah,” Rodrick nodded, as both of them stood.

“Get me an Arizona!” Ben called.

“Me too!” Chris said as he took the joint. “And barbecue chips!”

Rodrick and Bill walked off towards the grocery store down the street.

“Want some?” Rodrick asked, offering him the cigarette.

“Yeah. Thanks,” Bill nodded, taking a quick drag before handing it back. “Yo. What’s going on with you and my sister?” he asked suddenly.

Rodrick winced at the topic, looking at him awkwardly. “Nothing.”

“Nah, not nothing,” Bill insisted, wheezing through his cotton mouth, “You and Sara haven’t talked in like forever. Both of you avoid each other when she takes me home from practice, and you change the topic when I bring her up.”

He just stared at his older band mate, not used to hearing him think so coherently.

“Dude, I’m not an idiot,” Bill said as Rodrick tried not to laugh at the irony. “I notice things.”

But he still didn’t say anything. He couldn’t think of anything.

“Look, not to be that guy,” he said readily, “But I thought you and my sister were crazy about each other. The chemistry was, like, unreal. Did the date go bad? Did one of you do something?”

“No, no,” Rodrick said automatically, feeling bad, “Nothing like that…”

“Then, what happened?” Bill questioned. “Why won’t you talk to Sara? I thought you liked her.”

“I do,” Rodrick promised, seeing the way this genuinely bothered Bill, “I do like her.”

“Then why the cold shoulder?” Bill asked. “Is it you, is it her, is it both of you…? I can’t even tell.”

“It—It’s me,” Rodrick Heffley sighed.

“Why?” Bill asked him.

“I don’t know, I just… Me? A girlfriend?” Rodrick thought, “It just doesn’t sound right.”

“Why not, man? You’re a catch!” his friend encouraged him.

“No, it’s not that…”

“Then what is it?” Bill asked.

He sighed, trying to explain. “I don’t know, man. It’s just… What if it doesn’t work out? What if I’m just better off being single, playing the field?” he wondered.

“Oh, because you got so many better options?” Bill pointed out.

Rodrick just frowned, not finding the response helpful.

“Okay, sorry, but you kinda deserved that one, man! You’re an idiot if you think a girl like Sara’s not something you should take the chance on!” he cried. “I mean, I know I’m her brother and all, but she’s a good person! You don’t meet girls like her all the time.”

“But weren’t you the one who told me being in a band gets you girls whether you’re on or offstage?” Rodrick questioned, not understanding his logic.

Bill just sighed guiltily, realizing his mistake.

“Alright. Yes. I did say that… But there’s more to life than sex, and fame. As awesome as they feel, at least when you’re young.”

“Yeah! They do feel awesome,” Rodrick scoffed, “They feel… really good! And I don’t know if I’m old enough to give them up, you know?!”

“You know you still get sex when you have a girlfriend, right?” Bill asked. “I mean. If you’re doing it right.”

“That’s not what I mean!” Rodrick exclaimed. “I just mean… I don’t know if I should’ve told her I want a relationship! What i’d I don’t wanna give up random sex just yet, you know? Like, I’m Rodrick! I’m young, and I’m crazy, and I’m in my prime!”

“You’re in high school, and let’s face it, you’re kind of a fucking loser,” Bill snapped.

Rodrick just gave him a wounded look, frustrated with the way the conversation was going.

“Okay, that was mean, I’m sorry. I apologize,” Bill conceded.

He tried to find a middle ground, but nothing seemed to be working so far.

“Alright, look, here’s the deal, man. You know I’ve been with Becky a while, and you know things weren’t always so good,” he reminded him. “Things were real rocky in the beginning.”

“What happened?” the younger guy asked.

“Me happened. When Becky and I first started going out, I was kinda like you. I wasn’t convinced I should give up ‘playing the field’,” Bill admitted. “I was back and forth, hot and cold… And I played around. I’m not proud of it, but that’s what happened. It really fucked things up. I didn’t think she’d still wanna be with me.”

Rodrick nodded sympathetically, taking in everything his band mate had to say.

“So, why’d you stay together?” he wondered.

“Well… When she found out, I realized I fucked up. I felt like shit. I knew I fucked over a good girl, and I wished so bad I could go back, and fix it. But I couldn’t,” he confessed, seeming distraught still. “I broke her heart, and it killed me inside.”

“I, uh…” Rodrick thought for a moment, finding the affinity he shared for him profound. “I think I know what you mean.”

“Look, I don’t wanna be a Debbie Downer,” Bill said awkwardly, “But… I know you’re young, and you’re cool, and you think taking a chance on somebody is a huge risk… But sometimes, so is passing up the chance,” he concluded.

“So you’re saying… I should take the chance with Sara?” Rodrick asked.

“No, man! Are you even listening?!” Bill sighed, as he just stood there looking lost. “No. I’m saying… you should think about Sara, and how you really feel about her. And, if it’s good enough for you to take the chance, then you should take the chance,” he finished.

“Oh. That’s even better,” Rodrick remarked. “Fuck. You’re a genius.”

“I have my moments,” Bill shrugged.

“Fuck, I gotta win her back!” Rodrick realized, starting to panic. “What should I do?!”

“What are you good at?” Bill asked him.

“Uh, we’re in a band?!” he cried.

“Oh. Right. There you go,” Bill nodded quickly.

“What’s a good way to apologize?” Rodrick thought out loud. “Where’s Sara gonna be tonight? Does she have work?”

“No, she’s taking our brother to the roller rink.”

“The roller rink! Perfect!” Rodrick snapped, pointing a finger at his band mate. “I got it!”

Once they returned with snacks, Rodrick determined it was a good time to pitch his idea to the others. They were more than excited, so the plan was set in stone. The boys took the next few hours before Sara would be arriving at the roller rink to prepare.

When they finished practicing one of their covers and loaded everything into the van, all Rodrick could think about on the drive was Sara, and the way he’d stupidly ignored her for the past week.

“What the fuck was I thinking?!” Rodrick yelled as he frantically ran a red light. “I’ll never get another girl like Sara! I can barely get a girl like Sara now!”

“I don’t know, man,” Chris murmured nervously, “But can you watch the road?! Like, at least a little?!”

Rodrick slowly breathed in as he raced them to the roller rink, praying the public display would be enough.

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10 Things I Hate About You

[tableintheteacherslounge]

Abbott Elementary S03E08 thoughts

Melissa schemmenti angry slut

THIS COLD OPEN I WAS CRYINGGGG

Barb’s protective goggles

“We gonna be down about $700

The squeeze my cheeks kid

Every one getting hit in the damn face

Ava pushing gregory

Greg vs tariq 🥵

Barb shooting in the wrong basket then saying “i’m carrying this team”

Gregory flipping the table

Just PERFECTION

“Why dont u look better” ava really says what i wanna say to people

What IS up with melissa to be snappy, always on her phone, hookups, staying out late

Heyyy manny 🤭 he’s foine I’m SORRY

But if Janine’s meant to be in once a week whys she not seen her abbott friends - not her and jacob not seeing each other 😓

“Girl was there a fire?” See this delivery is why slr has an emmy

Ok I KNEW melissa would hookup with burt hummel. I cant deny the chemistry and at least he’s a better actor than g*ry, but lets keep it casual yeah?

RICHARD TYLER WILLIAMS 💀

The delivery on “interesting 😀”

Tariq hosting the panel?!? I love that for us

Badass janine get it girl! She is ON IT

Not ava and crystal speaking over each other 😭

“I don’t think this is on 🎤 “ “IT IS” ijbol 💀😭

Barb is stroppy and sad ☹️ but why wouldn’t melissa trust her! I get it! But also it’s casual so maybe I get not saying anything too! But barb is so sad (jealous) that melissa didn’t tell her (jealous)

CASUAL GHOST

No bc whys that ur face after ur friend tells u its just sex BARB? I get being upset at not being told but why are u upset its just sex … unless… jealousy

Why arent they clapping abbott 🙁

Why is tariq scoring 😭😭

“Give it some razzle For the love of god gregory give it some dazzle”

Janine just caring about the gossip she’s me

Friend of over 15 years!!! I appreciate the work wives lore but that is literally inaccurate I’m sorry

“Since your lips already touched” GASP (also br*no could never deliver a line like that I’m just saying)

The workwives having a marital spat while ppl are just trying to get their certifications

Is it different? Mmm lowkey bc melissa should know what’s going on in her house but also she can acknowledge that actually barb was validly upset but we know Melissa is stubborn sooo

On her roof? Ew! I dont need to know honestly

Janine not reading Jacob’s text 😖

MANNY CALLING JANINE BIG TEAGUES TEEHEEE 🤭 KICKING FEET TWIRLING HAIR

Gregory sit down 😭 honestly that speech alone could give tyler an emmy nom

MR BOHNSON FROM BABBOTT BELEMENTARY HELP

“You talked to me about gary” aww 🥺☹️

“Because that was a real relationship that YOU approved of” ok poignant emphasis on you - Barbara’s opinion is so important to her 🥺 that’s her number 1

“Awwwmygod congrats” “thank you baby”

Melissa’s true apology 🥺

MELISSA DRAGGING BARB CLOSER TO HER EVEN THO BARB WAS STILL MAD i feel like that was lisa and sheryl

“Look how coy this boy is” jacob always gets great ppl as love interests bc first zach and now i love this guy too “i even showed captain robinson” aw 🙁

Janine aced it! Quintas physical comedy is soo good

Wait is mr j wearing a jacket over his uniform 😭

Cancelling on the fireman for barb 🥺

I fear burt hummel doesn’t want it as casual as mel

“Ok did he just make me fall in love with him” 😭

BI AVA BI AVA!! Wbk but BI AVA (but yk im a hardcore barlissa truther so shipping them w ava makes me gag)

MR JOHNSON PANEL beep beep beep that to my face!!!

Wish they ended on barlissa at the bar tho :(

Ok overall I honestly didnt love that ep at first

And the big reason is i didnt think the panel needed so much and i wanted barlissa to have more

Their conflict didn’t feel as real and earnest as other examples

It got wrapped up surprisingly quickly - they fell out more over safety scissors and ‘yous’

And I’d’ve liked them to share a vulnerable moment away fro everyone else.

It just felt eh

Also being away from school felt weird too

Based on teaser clips i thought it could be a lisa emmy consideration ep but no - could be for tyler though

Barbara’s jealousy is v v interesting tho 👀

After a few days I like it more

I still feel a bit confused tho

OH MY GOD I FORGOT TO MENTION KEEGAN MICHAEL KEY HELLO??!?? What a guest actor to get oh my god