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solaestial · 10 months ago
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I'm glad you're evil too - Pinocchio-P
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rubyeditsandstuff · 9 months ago
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monellian · 1 year ago
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Last Resort.
Song is Last Resort Reimagined by Falling in Reverse :P
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i-yap · 11 months ago
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Jason Todd x y/n thoughts- sexual
SEXUAL THEMES( even sa/rape and really sad stuff) SO MINORS STAY AWAY
Jason todd is a virgin. He got kidnapped really young and has been very against touch since then and opening up-even physically - to anyone. Most times he doesn't even want to get it. Plus he doesn't jerk off as much. As sad as it is , realistically joker probably implied sexual torture. Harley once tried to rape dick grayson, and harley was also someone who used to torture jason...so yea.
He didnt get particularly fixated on it, he just didn't care. Out of all the torture he endured, it probably just became another thing, but he doesn't really feel attracted to most women and he doesn't want to.
till he meets you. First he opens up emotionally. I don't think hookup turned more is a trope that would work for jason. He will first fall in love and then allow himself to open up sexually .
And its like a damn broke down, its a fricking flood. Now most people assume men without any experience suck at sex...NO they are better because not only are they more ready to learn they go by their carnal desire and instincts. Jason also never really watched porn, so he is very observant and easily affected .
that doesnt mean he comes fast, he is smart, he isn't a hormonal teenager, he probably did google and read and more than that he just focuses on what makes you feel good. Because everything is making him feel really good. He therefore is more skilled and a more eager and passionate lover.
Also sex is more for him. It is lovemaking . Most people assume they wanna be degraded, hurt, thrown around(aka me and some of you) but i know that is someone actually hurt me or was mean in real life id get really affected and in my head.
Jason is mean yes, but its sweet mean. "You must really like it when I kiss you here, fucking drenched you are" "so wet baby, all for me?" "has anyone ever made you feel like this" "calm down baby, I got you, let me do it for you yea?"
Its all genuine, all dirty talk is genuine, its not those practiced words , its what he is really feeling in the moment. And what he is feeling is carnal desire and loveeee. Also the first time he tastes pussy- its over for him( technically over for you). He wont hit you, smack you yes but its lightly. choke you yes but very lightly, just holding your neck a little tighter as he kisses you. He is observant he can tell when it hurts. \
Now wouldnt jason want to know what sex with other women may feel like? HELL NO it took him forever to even want someone to hold his hand, and he is like a worshipper. He is devoted asf. He is disgusted you would even ask. Why would he want someone else when he has more than he could even imagine with you? Let him show you just how bad he wants you and only you.
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dcxdpdabbles · 17 hours ago
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Wait. WAIT. REALLY?!? IT WAS THAT????' I HAD A FRICKING JUMPSCARE THAT ONE OF MY FAV WRITTERS ON DC X DP WAS GONE FOREVER BC TUMBLR COULDNT HANDLE GAY SEX?!?! THAT DOESNT MAKE ANY SENCE WHAT- (does that make tumblr homophobic /j)
Srs, srs… in this website- what.
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I'm not entirely sure if it was my NSFW writing that got me terminated, but that was the only thing I could think of. I hadn't done anything else that warranted that, or it could have just been a random termination since they quickly got my blog back after a few days. (Read some horror stories where it took weeks.)
The number of followers and my posts could also have made me look like a bot. I'm not too sure what it was.
They could have just hated how I wrote it out too
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lazycats-stuff · 1 year ago
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Remember when u wrote batbro who's Australian? Now u HAVE TO do Italian! This time with Italian toddler batbro, please little Italian people with their small hand gestures are so funny and so fricking adorable to me I'm tearing up just thinking about it
Yeah, Italians are funny and adorable, but I think it would work better if it's a teen instead of a toddler, so I have to modify that part, I just think it would fit better. Also, 1.3k, thank you guys and yes, I know this is a little bit short, but I do want to get this out for you guys. Also, Italians are my neighboring country lol, so if any Italians are reading this, hi!
Summary: (Y/N) is Italian. The family can't deal with him.
Warnings:
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Bruce, yet again, found out he had another biological child. Another son. Bruce loved his sons, but he could get a daughter for once. Someone who was less chaotic to a certain degree. Turns out, when Bruce had a one night stand with an Italian model, she got pregnant and she didn't say anything to Bruce about his son for 13 years.
Bruce found out when she was put in jail. Bruce didn't know what happened, but he was more numb from the news that he has another son. Not to mention, man with a heavy Italian accent calling him in the middle of the night telling him about his son and Bruce having to call his lawyers...
The amount of paperwork that it took for Bruce to bring (Y/N) to America is nuts. Sure, you have to make sure that both governments know where the child is. The amount of connections Bruce had to pull just to get (Y/N) to the USA is actually insane. Thankfully, (Y/N) would soon get his citizenship and he would be able to keep his Italian citizenship.
Thankfully, both the US and Italy allow people to have multiple citizenships so (Y/N) could go back to Italy without any problems. Bruce and the others need to get visas. (Y/N) laughed at them when he heard that.
But hey, when they go to Italy, they will have a translator. And it's incredible to listen to (Y/N) not knowing English really. They weren't mocking him by any means, but they were crying of laughter a few times when there was some English problems.
But there were another things they didn't know about Italians. For example, (Y/N) was touchy in conversations. And he was closer to them, more in their space. None of them minded them, it was actually nice how closer he was to them because Americans prefer to keep their distance it seems.
And a thing that seemed like are they European or gay thing is the fact they have their little pecks on the cheek. It wasn't anything intimate by any means and it's a way to say hi to guests. Men do it as well so it wasn't gay per say... But then again... Bruce knew that Italy had a different way than Americans.
And by God, (Y/N) had so many cultural shocks. So many. The sizes of food in America... And (Y/N) will forever fight the notion that pineapple belongs on the pizza. He shall defend his Italian heritage and cuisine.
Also, while on the topic of the sizes, everything in America is huge. Cars, buildings... (Y/N) thought that in a way it lacked warmth. And (Y/N) didn't even want to think about the prices of medication and healthcare here. He knows that Bruce is rich, but still... My God.
Another thing was the fact that kind of annoyed Bruce and Alfred was the amount of espressos that (Y/N) can drink in a day. Tim loved him a lot for it, but Bruce and Alfred weren't so happy. So many espressos wasn't really helpful. But hey.
But one iconic thing that can make you tell who is an actual Italian or not, is the famous hand gesture. They still remember the time when (Y/N) was talking on the phone with a family member who lives in Italy and it seemed that the entire family was on the other side of the phone.
He was talking fast, phone on his ear while he was going to the kitchen to drink some water and get some snacks. They all watched in silence as (Y/N) talked loudly, even as he was opening the fridge for some snacks.
And that's when they saw it. The famous hand gesture, in between some passionate talk about something and yelling over the phone. He seemed annoyed, but there was a smile on the teen's face as he was talking.
Once he was finished, he joined his family at the table. Jason has decided to learn Italian. Bruce has silently agreed. Damian was already prepared to learn. Basically, the entire family has decided to learn Italian and help (Y/N) with English in return.
Another thing that made adapting to the American culture more difficult was the fact that talking and kind of interrupt one you are talking too. In Italy, that is not really considered rude since they are passionate about talking and just overall talking over.
In America, that is considered rude. He didn't like it that much, but understood. People won't like him that much and he would be considered a rude person if he interrupts other people. His family understood that it's not easy, but hey. You adapt to the culture and move on.
But still, it hurt a little bit.
And (Y/N) never understood one thing as well. Something called Italian Americans. He couldn't comprehend calling yourself Italian American, but you don't speak Italian and you are not connected to the culture of your other part. It was weird to him. No hate towards them, but to him it was weird. How can you call yourself a person who belongs to a certain culture if you don't know it?
But hey, no hate. As long as they don't insult Italy and the Italian culture, no hate.
And one more thing that no one prepares you for is the fact that you miss your home country. Despite Alfred doing the best Italian dishes known to men, but it just didn't taste the same. It didn't have that taste of Italy. Yes, it sounds weird, but it's true. Italy is one hell of a country with a rich history.
Oh the nostalgia is a worst feeling ever. Sure, it makes you feel happy and remember the great times you had., but sad at the same time. Bruce saw it, he wasn't blind.
He was sad for his son. So what does Bruce do? Summer holidays are approaching and Bruce had one great idea for everyone. 2 weeks in Italy, all paid for. He just needed to tell (Y/N) when and where they will be going.
And Bruce told him a few moments later, (Y/N) screamed from happiness and jumped into Bruce's arms, hugging him like a koala bear.
" Grazie Bruce! " (Y/N) screamed. Bruce didn't mind the use of his first name because (Y/N) was still getting used to the fact that he has a dad.
" Ti amo Bruce. " (Y/N) said as he stood back down at the floor. Bruce smile widely as he knew exactly what first two words meant.
" Love you too son. "
(Y/N) let out a woo as he went back to his room. Oh he will stuff himself with all of the Italian food he can eat and find. And he will go to Rome and the Vatican. No one is going to stop him. And not to mention, he will have to visit his family. They would never forgive him by any means and you don't want to piss off an Italian family.
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changingplumbob · 21 days ago
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Samson: Coraline... will you... will you go to prom with me?
Wait that was all this was? Trying not to laugh in relief Coraline took the flowers.
Coraline: Absolutely! But Cookie I already thought we were going together. I am your girlfriend
Samson: I know but I wanted to ask properly. And I wanted to get the proper red roses but by the time I got to the stand they were sold out. I would have got there sooner but I was on dishes and some of the toddlers took forever to eat
Coraline: I love that you are this classic old fashioned romantic Samson but please don’t get so worried about things like asking me to prom or giving me roses a slightly different shade than red
Samson: *sighs* I’m trying not to feel bad but like... all the other popular girls at school got these big glamorous promposals... Sierra asked Natasha with a fricking flash mob! And the guy that asked Sienna did like this long as poem-
Coraline: Hey, hey, slow down. What are you really worried about?
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hyah-lian · 1 year ago
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I'm still working on colouring it, but it's gonna take a while lol
LU Time, Fierce, and Mask all wearing 'cool' sunglasses, suggested by @vicmillen !
It took me forever to move from step to step because the idea of Fierce wearing bright yellow flower sunnies without acknowledging them continues to make me giggle
(the flowers/grass are a brush in clipstudio thank frick im not that ready to go that ham on bgs freehand yet and it felt wrong to have them all floating in space)
((also also, I have a ko-fi right now as well. i am hopping between free requests and hopefully commissions soonish)
UPDATED to include the ALT text in image again (i dont know why it disappeared or if i just forgot my bad)
[IMG DESC:
Three iterations of the (Linked Universe version) Ocarina of Time/Majora's Mask Link are sitting together in a cleared section of ground with flowers and long grass surrounding them.
The very front Link is Mask. He sits with his knees pulled up and his elbows resting on either of Time's legs. He is adjusting a pair of aviator sunglasses with his right hand (viewer's left) and is smiling with bright, open eyes.
The Link in the middle is Time (design from Linked Universe by tumblr user jojo56830). He sits with his knees raised and legs on either side of Mask. His right elbow rests on Fierce Deity's right knee and his right hand rests on Mask's head, and his left arm rests over Fierce Deity's left knee, hand hanging loosely. He has a pair of triangular sunglasses on, and his eyes are scrunched up in a smile. He has a slight open-mouthed smile.
Fierce Deity Link sits at the very back, mostly obscured by the two smaller iterations of Link sitting between his legs. His knees are raised and Time is resting his arms on Fierce's knees. Fierce is holding his right leg slightly with his right hand, and his left hand is resting on Time's arm. His double helix blade is holstered on his back. Fierce's face is a rather neutral/stoic expression. He is wearing a small pair of children's flower sunglasses, which are obscuring his opened eyes.
END IMG DESC.]
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jimmy-johns5382 · 1 year ago
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Helllooo ^^
Could i request an enemies to lovers trope (im a sucker for it 😔) w EJ, Hoodie and Jane?
OH MY STARS I AM DOWN BAD FOR ENEMIES TO LOVERS
frick I love this ask
Enemies to lovers with Jane the killer, Hoodie, and Eyeless Jack
All is below the cut :)
Jane the Killer :
Probably thought you were working with Jeff for a while
I’d imagine you were maybe friends with BEN? Since BEN and Jeff are close
Jane assumed you and Jeff were at least on good terms
And she HATED it
Hated you, for being friends with him
Would verbally fight with you, except she would never let you speak or explain yourself
But one day it all changed!!!!
You and Jeff got into a heated argument and Jane talked to you after, having this “I told you he was shit” attitude
You yelled at Jane, telling her that you and Jeff were never friends and in fact, you disliked Jeff
“Oh…”
Oops
But from then you and Jane bonded
Took a little while, but I’d imagine you found something in common and it started from there
Eventually she confessed, becuz we all know that Jane would confess first (we would all be way to scared to)
And now y’all hate on Jeff together!!!
Hoodie :
You were a new proxy, a very uhhhh, energetic one?
You were always go go go, loud, etc
And Hoodie, while he didn’t mind it at first (hell he even enjoyed it), very slowly got annoyed
Then, one day, you and him are on a mission together and you fuck up
You fix it quickly, killing them fast after missing the first time
But he was enraged
Yelled at you for fucking up
Since then, he refused to go on missions with you
But one day, you Toby and Cody all go on a mission together
It goes wonderfully and y’all even stop at like Waffle House after
Hoodie finds this out after you all come in laughing your asses off and having a good time
He likes your laugh
From that point, he tries to listen for it more, and then lowkey starts to be around you more
He doesn’t really talk much, not until he over hears you say something that you like and he also likes
And then after a mission, he offers to buy you it or bring you to a restaurant with it (let’s say you both like the same kind of coffee or pastry or something idk)
And you immediately agree
And then it just blossoms? He realizes that you weren’t that bad, you just had a bad day and fucked up
Everyone fucks up now and then, and that’s ok. Everyone makes mistakes and life moves on, it’s normal.
You teach him that life is nothing without some kind of failure, and for that he is forever grateful
Eyeless Jack :
At first, he wanted to eat you
Then, once he learned that you were a new resident in the forest, he just left you alone
Jack doesn’t hate without reason, I could see him disliking someone for being annoying, but never without a reason ya know?
I’d imagine one day you got in the middle of his kill, costing him a new meal
He was pissed, duh
Would not talk to you, refused to help you, etc
And you felt TERRIBLE
So, one day, you show up at his cabin with a couple of meals for him, all an assortment of organs and such
You ramble on about how you didn’t know which one he liked best and that you overthought it and panicked and so you just grabbed an arrangement
He was grateful
Then one day you got hurt, he helped you and patched you up
And then you two started a small routine where you would bring him some food, he would patch you up and get you some supplies
Eventually y’all just moved in together cuz it was more convenient and easier for everyone (and totally not cuz you had a big crush on him no no no-)
And eventually y’all are just like “yo I hated u at first but like can we date?”
Like of course Jack would make it romantic (as romantic as an eyeless demon could be) and will do better than just “we’re dating now, idc what you say”
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a-suspicious-number-of-ducks · 11 months ago
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Hermit-a-Day May, Day 15: FalseSymmetry. Today's style/medium is She-Ra and the Princesses of Power! My thought process for this matchup wasn't particularly profound--I knew I wanted to do someone in She-Ra style, because I adore the show, and the queen of hearts, heads, and body parts seemed fitting for a series about a bunch of strong, terrifying women, one of whom wields a frick-off giant magic sword. Details and references under the read more!
So... I don't really have specific references I can point to, because I just turned on season 1 of She-Ra and watched almost to the end of season 3 by the time I was done with the drawing. Any time I needed to check a style thing, I would just...let the current episode play until I saw an example of the way the animators drew that specific thing. That being said, False's face was primarily referenced from Adora, her knees from Glimmer, and her hands from Entrapta because Entrapta was the first person to have a good shot of their hands while I was looking. Here's a couple pictures of the general style, if you want to judge for yourself how I did at emulating it:
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Additional references include False's Minecraft skin (of course) and several pictures of myself doing the pose, complete with sword.
She-Ra's style is very smooth and relatively simple, with broad stretches of plain colors. Shading is rare and usually only for temporary lighting effects, so I left my drawing unshaded. Everything is just so clean, because...it's an animated show and animating fiddly details sucks. I really enjoy She-Ra's character design and art style, so it was a ton of fun to get to try it out for myself.
I had to pay extra attention to the eyes and ears, two of the most distinctive She-Ra style hallmarks in my opinion--as well as the iconic solid shaded blush across the cheeks and nose, but that part was easy. I also had to use a smoother inking brush than my normal toothy ink pen, which meant that inking/lining took forever. That is why this is nearly two hours late. Don't look at me.
Fun fact if you read this far: Catra is around 72% of the reason I finally realized/admitted I was bi at the tender age of like.... 17. She was just too pretty for me to stay in denial.
I feel like I'm forgetting something but it's 3am so I'm just gonna hit post. Cheers!
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thekellergirl9 · 1 month ago
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YOUR EX TEXTS YOU :(
based on the crappy situation i had this morning.
notes : your ex is bothering you and you have no idea what to do. ladies, i went through a lot this morning and it was total bull crap.
but you want this really crappy situation to get better but it isn't easy. i'm writing this to hope that you feel better if you even are dealing with this as well.
you wake up to your ex texting you non stop and the messages aren't great, and you want to tell Clayton so bad but you don't know what his reaction will be, so you just leave your ex on read, but your ex keeps texting.
you think, " why won't you stop texting me?" but then decide the best thing you can do is put your phone down for a while and ignore your ex. but as you are about to Clayton walks in the door getting ready for morning skate and have no choice but to tell him about the texts you're getting.
he looks at you and notices something is up...
"babe, my ex came in contact again, you tell him. clay looks over at you on the bed and comes over and sits next to you on the bed.
"when did this start, did it happen this morning while i was making breakfast and while you were still asleep?" he wonders. you give him that look that it started while you were asleep.
" did you read them?", he begins to wonder and you nod but then tell him that you didn't respond to the texts he then has you let him read them. he reads them for like 20 minutes and lets out a loud sigh. and decides to have you come to morning skate with him and leave your phone at the house.
"how about you leave your phone here at the house, and come to morning skate and watch me practice, does that sound okay?"
you think for a few minutes and decide if that's a good idea. but then you go with him to morning skate, because he knows how hurt you are. after you chat with Kess and tell him what happened. and kess gets a little concerned with whats happened and asks, "does clayton know what's going on?..." you nod. but then ask him, " why is he taking so long to change?"
kess tells you that he had a media interview to talk to that's why it took forever for him to come out... finally he came out and gives you a kiss on the forehead. and you ask him what took so long, "sorry, babe i had two media interviews." you tell him that it's fine.
but then the two of you head out to the car and talk about what happened when you woke up to not so great texts while driving home. he asks you " so this happened while i was having breakfast and you were still asleep and your phone woke you up?" you nod and he lets out a sigh. " babe, you need to tell me when things like this happen like you could've came to get me while it was happening." you look at him " frick clay, what was i thinking... i'm sorry i just didn't know how you would react to any of it and i was scared to tell you, i'm sorry."
"babe, it's okay just make sure you tell me the next time he does i know what he said hurt you... but he doesnt know that i love you way more than he does and i'm sure he is Jealous that you found a hotter guy and hockey player to date than him after the break up, but just know that he never got lucky dating you."
you think about what to say over text to your ex on the way home. you check your phone, zero texts were sent while you were out.
you are about to type up what to say but then decide not to text your ex back, because clayton told you not to and to let him handle your ex's messages from now on because you have no idea what will happen. so you just decide to block him and go hang with clayton in the living room and watch a movie after letting lucky ( clayton's dog) Outside, and you guys just chill for a while. you let clayton know that you blocked your ex and he was proud of you for making the right choice...
" i swear this was the most crappy situation i've ever dealt with, but i'm glad i let you in on it babe, rather than face it myself. you know?"
he smiles at what you just said, " Hopefully you won't see him at any of my games anytime soon babe."
you sigh " i really hope not, look i'm almost 22... i can make fun of him on my birthday and it's true." you giggle. what you just said makes him laugh, which forces his Dimple to show. " i'm glad you chose me over him." you laugh and say, "of course babe, i'm glad i did choose you over a loser like him. it's because your ex is anyway and he always will be :)
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violetjinxed · 11 months ago
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I've got some children I need to make into corpses-
See ya real soon 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂 what a wholesome kids show THIS TOOK FOREVER HREKLP EHRJGEWTUBF frick
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Eye Catching | Pran Taylor x Reader
Female Reader!
Short Fic!
Summary: You find out Pran’s eyebrow is pierced.
Inspired by the fact I’ve played the game 20 times now (yes I have a problem) and I just noticed Pran’s eyebrow piercing.
Your relationship with Pran was hard to explain to outsiders. Honestly, you barely understood it yourself.
Pran…liked you. You knew that. But that was a given, everyone liked you.
No matter how many times he said he didn’t care, you knew better than to fall for it.
And you constantly tell him such.
“Come on, Panda. Can’t you just for once in your life admit you like something—or in this case—someone?” You huff, sitting beside him on a bench at the school’s campus, Pran furrows his eyebrows at your words and scoffs “I won’t. You’re awful.” “Yeah, yeah. Man, we are gonna have a lot of fun stories to tell our future kids. I hope you’ll have a good excuse when they ask you why it took so long for you to realize how amazing I am.” You say.
Pran’s eyes widen, he looks at you questioningly “…?” “What?” You ask “How long are you expecting us to be together?” Pran asks, narrowing his eyes at you. You rolls your eyes, but grin nonetheless, “Forever and ever, Panda.” Pran’s frown softens, but doesn’t completely disappear. “No.” He says “Yes.” You say right back, confidence unwavering. Pran breaks eye contact with you, “I don’t know why you’re so shocked, Panda. You should’ve known what you were getting into when you agreed to be my man.” You chuckle.
Pran glares at you, but says nothing. A soft breeze flows between the two of you, blowing Pran’s hair back. You watch the sight with an amused glint in your eyes—you then let out a gasp, “Oh my god!” “…What?” Pran asks, his glare replaced with a confused frown. You move to get closer to him, Pran’s eyes widen in surprise when you get extremely close to his face, “…!”
“Your eyebrow’s pierced!” You gasp, Pran stares at you dumbfounded, “What…?” He asks. Pran then frowns in disbelief, “You’ve never noticed?” He asks “How can I? You almost always have those stupid bangs blocking your forehead!” I gasp. Pran frowns even more at your words, “Or maybe you’re just too focused on yourself to notice things about me.” He scoffs, glaring at the ground beside him. You were too in awe to refute his words as you force his bangs out of the way.
“Oh my god. How long have you had it pierced?” You ask, “…I pierced it for my 15th birthday.” Pran states. “You pierced it? Like, on your own?” You gasp, Pran looks at you and scoffs lightly. “You’re surprised? You should know by now that I did most, if not all, things on my own back then.” He says.
You fight back to urge to frown sympathetically, instead you grin evilly, “Oh…well, it’s a good thing you have me here, Panda. I’ll never let you know peace and quiet.” You trace your thumb over his eyebrow, “A rule breaker, a thrifter, an artist, fricking hot body, and you have a piercing? Man, you’re really a high school girl’s dream come true.” You say. Pran’s response is slightly delayed, allowing you to continue examining his face. It’s not everyday he lets you get this close without a fight.
“No. I’m not.” He says once he snaps out of it, Pran moves away from your touch. “You’re getting too comfortable.” He sighs “Boo. Just when I thought you were gonna pull away from me.” You whine, Pran smirks at your reaction. “Well, I’ll just have to work harder to make sure little details like a piercing won’t slip past me again. Guess I’ll have to pay extra attention to you,” You say smugly, Pran drops his smirk and glares at you “Any other piercings I should know about?” “No.” He answers quickly. “Really? Then, can I make a suggestion for your next piercing?” You ask, Pran stands up and begin walking down the path.
“No.”
“Pfft! Say no all you want, Panda. I’m still gonna at least tell you.”
“…”
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positivexcellence · 10 months ago
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‘Walker’: Jared Padalecki & Anna Fricke On Finding Closure In Series Finale Despite Premature Cancellation
If it were up to series star Jared Padalecki and showrunner Anna Fricke, Walker would be continuing its run on The CW. But, if it had to end, they’re glad to send it off with the Season 4 finale on Wednesday night.
“I’m heartbroken. I love the show. I love the cast and the crew. I am and will be eternally grateful for the four years we had with each other and the friendships and relationships that I made. But right now, It’s tough,” Padalecki told Deadline of ending the show’s run. “I know it’ll be around for people to watch and rewatch. So I’m grateful for that, but I’m certainly gonna miss it.”
Walker was officially canceled in May, and Fricke said they were unaware of the fate of the show when writing the finale. As “there’s always a risk in network television,” she explained that she tried to bring enough stories to a satisfying conclusion while leaving threads to explore in a potential Season 5.
This season, Walker struggled with an empty nest as Stella (Violet Brinson) and August (Kale Culley) began to branch out on their own. After four seasons of trying to find a work-life balance, he finally takes a step back from his Ranger duties to spend some extended time with his family and informs newly minted Lt. Cassie Perez that he’ll be taking a leave of absence.
“It really was about getting the family to a good place. They are on to their next chapter,” Fricke said. “That moment when the family drives off together, the kids and Walker and Geri, feels like some sort of closure in a way. In a perfect world, [it would have] gone on and there would be more stories and more complications, but they do seem like they’re in a good place.”
Padalecki gives kudos to the writers for where they leave Walker, because “that’s how I feel right now,” he says.
“I’ve had this job for 20 years. There’s never been a week of new television where I haven’t been No. 1 on the call sheet of an hour long show. I’m still grieving, and I probably will for a while. But I feel really excited to spend more time with my wife, our children…the rest of my family, my friends. So I’m happy for Walker, I think,” he said. “I’m bummed that he’s not on the next job, because I know he loves being a dog with a bone and getting his work done, but I’m so happy he gets to take this break and reset and spend time with his loved ones.”
As the cancellation decision loomed, Fricke revealed the network gave her the opportunity to make changes to the final episode to give audiences more closure, but she opted not to.
“It didn’t sit well with me to try to wrap up the whole series with one revised scene,” she explained. “It seemed too rushed and too hurried, and it would have felt tacked on. So we opted to leave the finale as it was.”
However, she did take the network up on their offer to air an extended version of the episode, which allowed for a few more scenes that she thinks viewers will appreciate, including a rare scene with the entire Walker family.
“It was the last family scene that everyone was in together,” she remembered. “It took forever to get it because everyone was emotional…it wasn’t a pivotal scene, or anything like that. It was just a fun energy with all of them there, which was always my favorite thing. So I’m really glad that that made it back in.”
Coincidentally, Padalecki also remembered that scene fondly, telling Deadline “it just felt like a nice goodbye both on camera and off….I’m excited for that, because you feel the love that we all have for each other.”
At least, Fricke jokes, nobody was kidnapped or on the brink of death when the credits rolled. Instead, the things left up to the viewers’ imagination are largely positive, like Walker’s eventual proposal to Geri (Odette Annable).
In the episode, there’s one quick shot of Walker admiring the engagement ring inside its box before tucking it into his pocket and meeting his family outside. She says that to include the actual proposal would have felt “too soon.”
“Walker said this to Emily in a flashback. She said, ‘What will you do if I’m gone?’ And he said, ‘Marry Geri and work at Sidestep.’ And that was always kind of a joke for what the end of the series would be,” she said. “But in my mind, I didn’t want to get all the way to a proposal…I don’t think they’re there yet.”
If there’s one thing Fricke is most disappointed she won’t get to explore, it’s James Van Der Beek’s arc as Walker’s new neighbor — a full circle moment for the showrunner, whose first TV job was on Dawson’s Creek.
In the final moments of the episode, Van Der Beek pulls up to the house as Walker and his family are headed on their vacation and, even though the moment is fleeting, it hints at a deliciously dramatic storyline for Season 5.
“It was gonna be a cool. We had big plans for Season 5,” Fricke said. “Well, maybe there’ll be a movie.”
Well, whatever iteration of Walker may or may not come next, Fricke adds that she has plenty of ideas to explore.
“Even from the first whisper of maybe this is the end, the producers were all talking about, ‘How do we keep this going? What do we spin off? What do we do?'” she said. “I think these are great characters and a great world and I absolutely love working with the crew in Austin. So we definitely think about it a lot.”
When asked if she could divulge any of her ideas, she teased: “We always wanted to do the Hawk’s Shadow story. I would really follow any of these characters. I really always wanted to see more out of any of them. I would follow any of them anywhere, to be honest.”
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04.08.30 - further evidence that your mother will forever see you as the age you were when you traumatized her
Guys I’m losing it.
It all started because I didn’t want to go with my mom to the office today. Like…there wasn’t a reason, I just felt like writing at home. (And…maybe I wanted a little bit of space from her, for reasons I will not get into, but that you can probably surmise.)
But Mom and I had kind of gotten into a routine: I usually go to the office with her on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays. And something I’ve noticed about Mom is that she freaks out when I deviate from routine.
When I was growing up, she didn’t pay as much attention to me. She wasn’t neglectful—I don’t mean that. But since I was so clingy and fearful as a child, she made an intentional effort to foster my independence, and so she didn’t monitor everything I did.
But…ever since the Snoke stuff, which culminated in me running away from home at seventeen…she has never stopped carrying the guilt that I struggled for years, and she never even realized or noticed.
So now it’s like—“Ben, I noticed you had a second cup of caf. Did you sleep all right last night?” “Ben, you’re shaking your leg up and down. Are you okay?” “Ben, you took a little long in the bathroom, is something wrong?”
So when I said I wanted to stay home today Mom was like: “But why? You always come to work with me on Tuesdays.” And I was like, “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I have to, right?” And she was like, “But, up until now you always have. Something changed. What changed?” And I was like “Nothing changed, Mom, I just don’t feel like it today.” And she was like “But why not? What’s different between today and last Tuesday? Can you just explain it to me so I can understand?”
Et cetera, ad infinitum, Ben loses his temper, Mom loses her cool, 9 AM comes and goes, Ben finally gives in and goes with Mom to work because it actually seems like she won’t go into the office without him.
When we got in, I just put my head down on the desk and cried. I would have rather taken my little breakdown to the bathroom, but given how things were going, I thought it’d be better if I stayed where Mom could see me—her private office has ambiglass walls that can go frosted or clear, but she likes to keep them clear. (Also I hate crying in the bathroom because sometimes you need to get out of the stall so someone can actually use it and then you’re just sobbing next to the urinals and making everyone feel uncomfortable—just me? Okay.)
Speaking of making people uncomfortable…Greer and Korrie definitely were. It’s not a great work environment, I think, to have a six-foot-three, 220-pound crybaby absolutely losing it ten feet away from you. I mean, I wasn’t like sobbing sobbing, I tried to keep it contained—crying as silently as possible is a skill I have honed over many, many years, and you can make of that what you will—but I was doing the hiccup thing, and it was pretty bad.
Mom was alarmed, of course, and came over, and tried to talk to me, but I was like, “For frick’s sake, Mom, you’re at work, just do your damn job”—or whatever I could manage to say while hyperventilating—so reluctantly, she did, and I hid my face in my hands so I didn’t have to see how she kept on looking at me.
Finally, Greer went into my mom’s private office and said in a low voice, “Leia, I’m sorry. It’s just really distracting having Ben in here. Can he please go outside?”
I was so embarrassed. But Mom didn’t want me to go outside. She told Greer I could come sit in her office and shut the door.
It just felt so horrible. What am I, seven?
“I’m sorry, Greer,” I heard Mom say in a hushed tone. “He’s just having a bad day. That’s all.”
“He’s twenty-five,” said Greer.
“Twenty-four,” corrected Mom—as if that made a difference.
I couldn’t stand it anymore. I got up and wiped my sleeves all over my snotty face and went over to where Greer was standing in the doorway, and then I said something that made me feel even more seven than anything:
“Mom…please. I wanna go home.”
And then that had to become a whole thing. We had taken the speeder to the office together. She wouldn’t let me take the speeder home. She wouldn’t let me call a taxi. She wouldn’t let me take the airbus. She wanted to have Dad come and pick me up.
“Oh, for pity’s sake,” Greer mumbled—but I think I was the only one who heard that part, ‘cause I was standing right next to her. “Don’t bother your husband, Leia. Just send Korrie out to pick up some caf, and have her take Ben home on the way.”
Korrie looked up, her eyes wide, and I wanted to die. Korrie generally acts like she’s afraid of me (hopefully it’s just because she’s seventeen and shy, and not because I’m actually scary to her). Having her drive me home would have been torture.
As for Greer—she seemed to have already been tortured herself. She is always defending the nasty watered-down caf they keep in the office, because it’s “economical.” Sending the intern out to go pick up lattes was basically her 11 AM version of saying “I need a beer.”
“Oh—that’s not a bad idea,” Mom murmured.
“Thank you,” muttered Greer—right before Mom turned to her, and said:
“Greer, can you take him?”
Greer frowned. “I thought you were going to send Korrie.”
“I’d feel better if you took him home,” said Mom, turning back to her datapad.
“Leia…please,” Greer protested. “I have work to do.”
“Then you should hurry up and get my son home, so you can get back to it,” said Mom. “And I’ll have a dark mocha espresso. Please and thank you.”
Greer was not pleased to be my chauffeur. She stared straight ahead as she took me home, and did not initiate conversation with me.
“…I didn’t ask for this, you know,” I told her sullenly. “I don’t like that she does this any more than you do.”
“You could advocate for yourself a bit more,” Greer replied coldly. I glared at her.
“Are you kidding me?” I snapped. “Did you not hear me arguing with her?”
“I did,” said Greer stiffly. “I said you need to advocate, not argue. Leia doesn’t respond to arguments, Ben. She responds to appeals and attestations. If you want her to treat you like an adult, you can start by acting like one.”
“I didn’t have a meltdown on purpose, Greer. I hope you don’t think I did all that just for fun. I…I have anxiety.”
“A lot of people have anxiety,” Greer said. “And they learn to manage it.”
Well. That was Greer for you. I decided to change the subject.
“You know how my mom is, though,” I said bitterly. “When she’s dead-set on something, you just can’t talk to her. There’s no point.”
“Yes, you can,” Greer replied matter-of-factly. “I do it all the time.”
I looked at her. “Really?”
Greer nodded. “That’s why Leia made me her chief of staff. She knows I’m willing to disagree with her, and that I’m not afraid to speak my mind. You know she has an authoritative presence. She needs someone like me: loyal to the end, but always ready to push back on her when she’s being a little too…well, Leia Organa.”
“Maybe you should tell her that she doesn’t need to treat me like a baby,” I said. “She won’t listen to me. But maybe she’d listen to you.”
Greer gave a little cough of disdain and shook her head. “That is above my pay grade, Ben Solo. I manage your mother’s political career. I do not interfere in your family’s personal life. Which is why I really shouldn’t be driving you home in the middle of my workday…but, I do what Leia asks of me, when it comes down to it—and that’s the other reason I’m her chief of staff.”
“Fair enough,” I sighed.
Greer dropped me off at home. And then half an hour later, Dad came home, too, and said that Mom had messaged him and told him to come home and stay with me. Talk about embarrassing. Dad left me alone most of the time, just came over to check on me a couple of times during the day…but, I felt so humiliated. Like I needed a babysitter.
When Mom finally got back from work, she wanted to talk to me, but I told her I needed some time, and that we could talk tomorrow. I’ll let you imagine how that went over…but, she finally conceded. Then I went into my bedroom, and flopped onto the bed (but kept the door open, because Mom prefers that)…and that’s where I’ve been for the past couple hours.
Geez. How did today get so awful? This morning didn’t feel that bad. All I wanted was a chill day by myself. But somehow, that simple little desire, which should be, like, a normal and fine thing for a guy to want sometimes…became…all of this.
The more I thought about it, the more depressed I got. A year ago I had my own apartment, my own job and income, and I took care of myself. I could decide how to spend my evenings and weekends, and I could go wherever I wanted, and do whatever I wanted to do.
Six months ago, I even had a girlfriend. And for as briefly as that lasted—I just can’t imagine the possibility of anyone wanting me now.
This is all Snoke’s fault. Even if I had been honest with my mom right away about, y’know, Ol’ Raisin-Face showing up—I still would’ve wound up here.
…Maybe this was what he wanted all along. Maybe he’s just waiting for me to lose it completely.
Well.
…It’s working.
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libraryofloveletters · 2 years ago
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Kisses For The Birthday Girl
pairing: gio reyna x reader
summary: the rumours of gio having a girlfriend start spinning around and he decides enough is enough by the time your birthday shows up.
author’s note: this one is more on the dramatic side for no reason lmao 
all photos are from instagram and/or pinterest :) - @themandaloriansdiaries
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youruser: cupcakes and lovers 🩷
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user10: gio?? is that you??!? 
gioreyna: 🥴❤️
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user19: the cake!! so fricking cute
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judebellingham: finally 🙄
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user12: screaming crying sliding down the wall 😭😭😭😭
youruser: thanks I guess 🥴
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user10: “love of my life” WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN 
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