#god this gave me big throwbacks

[jackactuallywrites]

All Seeing, All Knowing, All Loving Part 14

Warning: Cringe texting

Summary: ^

Notes: I love you guys but I’m lazy for formatting don’t hate me (it’s better on ao3)

Word count: 1,204

ao3 link

Several things were becoming abundantly clear to you.

One, you wanted to fuck Ghost.

Two, Ghost knew this.

Three, he thought he had it in the bag. And that, you took issue with. You were going to fuck him, but you wanted him to work for it; you wanted him to be down on his knees begging.

How exactly you were going to achieve this, you hadn’t quite figured out yet. All you knew for sure was that your ego needed a little more flattering and that Ghost’s needed to be taken down a peg.

You had some vague plans, and one of them had come into motion the second you got a text on your phone from the man himself, when you’d woken up for the second time on Sunday, having already had one rude awakening.

‘Unknown Number: New number. Know you missed texting me. ;-)’

Thank God he hadn’t seen the desperation in your texts on his last phone. This was a chance for a clean slate.

‘You: How’s the photo capabilities on your new phone?’

‘Ghost: Dirty bird. I’ll upgrade.’

‘You: For pictures of Soap and Roach you pervert.’

‘Ghost: Sure love.’

God the man was smug. Although, the mere idea of pictures from you had him buying a whole new phone? He wasn’t shy about his desire for you. Not to mention, it hadn’t even been half a day since he’d left your home, and he’d already sent you a text from his new phone? He was definitely down bad. And you were going to take advantage of that. But, for now, you were going to play it cool.

‘You: Anywaysss! How did the medical go?’

‘Ghost: Fit as a butchers dog.’

‘You: ? Are butcher's dogs especially healthy?’

‘Ghost: Ours was. :-)’

That was new.

‘You: You were a butcher?’

‘Ghost: Was a butcher's apprentice before I joined the military.’

You wondered if that was around the time he’d taken the picture for his drivers licence. Simon Riley the butcher. Well, he could keep the moniker; you imagine he did just as much butchering.

‘Ghost: I can show you how to properly handle meat. ;-)’

Of course. However, there was something cute about the fact that he’d sent you another text after you hadn’t replied for a mere minute. Did he even know what double texting was? You doubted that; he didn’t even seem to know how to use emojis. It was fun to go back to a pre-emoji time, like a throwback to your early teen years.

‘You: Yeah, I bet you’re a master at handling meat. Twat.’

‘Ghost: Happy to show you. ;-)’

‘You: In your dreams.’

‘Ghost: Yes. :-)’

You needed to stop. Either he was masterful at drawing you into playful banter, or you were easy. Regardless, you actually had things to do today, so you couldn’t spend all day flirting with Ghost over text.

‘You: I’ve got to get ready to go out. Talk to you later.’

‘Ghost: Think of me. ;-)’

Incorrigible.

Now, it was time for the second part of your first plan. Today, you were meeting the girls in town for a little window shopping and coffee, which gave you a convenient excuse to get dressed up, and you thought you knew who would appreciate a picture of your outfit. You spent far longer than usual picking out your clothes, trying to find the perfect mix of slutty enough to tease him but not slutty enough that your friends would notice. It was a hard bargain.

You figured it out pretty quickly. You could wear a mini skirt if you just stuck a jumper and a big jacket over it. You put your hair up in a bun that took a deceptively long amount of time to look like you’d just thrown it up, with you having to repeat the whole process three times until you finally got something you liked.

By the time you’d got around to doing your makeup, you were already over it, still irritated by your hair's inability to behave, but you stuck with it, giving yourself winged eyeliner, and several coats of mascara. There was no way you were going to faff trying to do your lips, so you just stuck with basic lip balm to complete your look.

With everything finished, you went to the long mirror in your room, having to give it a thorough clean before you could actually take any pictures. Ghost was worth it, that was unquestionable, but it didn’t make it any less of a faff. You were already out of breath, and you hadn’t even really done anything. How were you supposed to get across a slutty vibe with plausible deniability? Upskirt shot was out of the question. For now. Instead, you went with a classic pose, standing in front of the mirror, hand on your waist, resisting the urge to hold it up in a peace sign, your lips slightly pouted. Of course, you took a good dozen photos so you had a good range to choose from, hemming and hawing over which one was best before you finally decided.

From start to the finish, the whole process had taken about three hours, and the entire end result was a simple text that belied none of your efforts.

‘You: what do you think of my outfit? :) (image)’

There was no instant reply from him this time. You frowned at your phone, but it didn’t summon a text from him, so you just stuck it in your handbag and pretended you didn’t care, as though that would make the time until his next message shorter. Never worked before, but never stopped you from trying regardless.

In the time it took for you to put your coat and shoes on, and give Soap and Roach enough fuss that you didn’t feel guilty leaving them behind, you actually did get a response. You liked that about Ghost. He didn’t fuck about with long waiting times. Well, except for the weeks prior, but that didn’t count; his phone was blown up.

‘Ghost: Let me take you out instead. Anywhere you want.’

The offer was tempting. But you weren’t about to ditch your girls for Ghost. Even if it did take every fibre of your strength not to.

‘You: N o. I’m not ditching my mates for you.’

‘Ghost: Tease.’

‘You: Am not! Was just showing my outfit!’

‘Ghost: You know what you do to me.’

Shit, you were going to be late if you kept letting him distract you. There was just something about texting him that made you feel like a smitten teenager again.

‘You: Going out now! Byeeee’

‘Ghost: See you tonight :-)’

‘You: ???’

‘Ghost: I’m giving you a lift home. Just let me know when you need me.’

Oh, you liked that. You hadn’t even kissed him yet, and he was already your personal chauffeur?

‘You: Fine, will let you know.’

‘Ghost: That’s my girl ;-)’

With that, you locked your phone and stuffed it in the deepest recesses of your bag, knowing that you’d succumb to the temptation of texting him all day otherwise, and set out to catch the bus into town, already running late.

[its-time-to-write]

Hey!!! I hope you are doing well and with all life’s downs you have more ups!!! You’re a fantastic writer and love your voice! If you are willing/interested in could you write something involving the reader watching videos of little Jamie (like when things Georgie would have recorded of him at youth matches or school plays or just Jamie being a cheeky little bugger) and either it’s happening back at Manchester or a little career throwback video thing because he won something big or it’s like his 100th match at Richmond and the reader is helping put together this video to play for Jamie

Hey! Yeah I am doing well, just mega busy bc of holidays and everyone needing therapy and whatevs. Hope you’re well as well🩵🩵

play it back

“So he was always a little shit, huh?” you comment. You’re sitting on Georgie’s couch as you help her convert videos from old cameras to her computer.

“Oh yes,” she laughs. “But such a cute little bugger. Had the whole neighborhood wrapped around his finger.”

You click through videos, landing on one of him sitting on the grass. He’s not quite one, but he’s sitting up and clapping his pudgy hands.

“Oh my god, I can’t with that face,” you groan. “He’s too cute. I just want to squeeze him.”

“There’s a video of his first birthday party on here somewhere,” Georgie says, and you scramble to find it. You open a video of baby Jamie with his face covered in blue frosting. His hands are covered in chunks of cake, and he’s waving them around while laughing.

“The neighbors brought that cake over,” Georgie comments with a smile. “Jaim was being such a ham, making them laugh. He knew what he was doing, even then.”

You smile and continue forward. Baby Jamie in the tub, baby Jamie sleeping in his crib. Then toddler Jamie on Christmas.

“Show me what you’ve got,” comes Georgie’s voice from behind the camera.

Jamie’s tiny voice says, “It’s a fucking FOOTBALLLLL!” as he holds it over his head.

“Language, Jamie!” says Georgie, but you can tell she’s smiling. Jamie stands up and places the football on the ground.

Georgie says, “No, Jamie, don’t kick it in the-” and the camera tumbles to the ground. She swears, “Christ,” and it goes black.

“Classic,” you say.

Georgie chuckles a bit ruefully. “That was the beginning for him. Found it in a bargain bin and thought it’d get some of his fucking energy out. Think it just gave him more of a boost.”

The next is shaky footage of Jamie, aged six, as he runs on a pitch with other kids his age.

“Go, Jamieee!” Georgie screams. He barely looks at her as he kicks it into the goal, leagues ahead of the other team. He turns to his mum and gives her a thumbs up, followed by a swift two fingers up to the other team.

“Jamie, no!” Georgie shouts, and he switches back to a thumbs up and a shrug as if to say, I don’t know what you’re talking about. The video ends as the ref (someone’s father), pulls out a yellow card while trying to suppress laughter.

“Didn’t know you could get yellow cards at that age,” you grin.

“Well, you know Jamie; he played every part of that game,” Georgie replies.

“What are you on about?” Jamie asks, coming through the door. “Mum, you got the videos out?”

“She’s helping me put them on my new computer,” Georgie says. “Right helpful, she is. And tell me, what have you done today?”

Jamie blushes a bit. “Kicked the ball around the pitch. Soundly trounced some kids talking shit. Oh, and Simon and I went to get groceries.”

You raise an eyebrow. “And where are the groceries, Jamie?”

Jamie says, “Oh shit,” and rushes back outside to help Simon.

You roll your eyes affectionately and press play on the next video.

This one is another match, and Jamie’s older, maybe ten? It’s shot through the window of the council estate as he walks up, presumably from school. He’s dragging his feet but he’s got something in his hand.

“This was me birthday,” Georgie whispers.

“Whatcha got, Jaim?” Georgie asks as he swings the door open.

He smiles and launches himself into her arms, and for a moment, the camera is pointed at the ground. It gets righted and pointed at his smiling, dimpled face as he shoves a bundle of slightly wilted flowers into focus.

“Happy Birthday, Mummy!” he smiles. They’ve obviously been plucked on his walk back home from school.

“Thank you, baby,” she replies and again, you don’t need to see her to know she’s smiling. Georgie sweeps him into her arms as the video shuts off.

Georgie sniffs. “His dad had been round the day before. I had a fucking shiner to put the moon to shame that’s for sure, but my baby boy always knew how to get me smiling again.”

You lean your head against hers and she motions for you to keep on to the next video.

You click through a couple until you find one of him on the pitch again. It’s a couple years later and he’s a teenager, maybe thirteen, and he’s completely skipped the gangly phase you always thought was mandatory to growing up.

“He were twelve there,” Georgie says. “Got scouted in that very match.”

“Started me whole career,” Jamie interjects as he comes into the kitchen with an armful of bags. Simon’s right behind him, arms full as well.

You raise your eyebrows in surprise, but it’s not that shocking. You can tell he’s good, even at age twelve.

Jamie deposits the bags and wiggles into the non-existent space between you and Georgie.

“I was dead cute, weren’t I?” he asks.

“You were,” you agree. “Not sure what’s happened in recent years.”

Jamie protests with an, “Oi!” as you and Georgie dissolve into giggles. Simon (wisely) decides to stay out of it and busy himself with putting the food away.

“I’m putting these on the cloud so I can have that at home,” you tell Jamie, and he worms his way closer next to you.

“Mint. You gonna start a Jamie-table like mum, too?”

“Fuck no,” you reply. “You’re head’s fucking big enough as-is.”

“You like my big head,” he says, and you smack him.

“Not in front of your mum!” you shriek as he tickles your sides. Georgie gets up off the couch to go kiss Simon while Jamie continues to terrorize you, kissing all over your face as you make half-hearted attempts to push him off. He was cute back then, but your favorite version of Jamie is definitely the one you get to hold in your arms right now.

[lisxdumbr]

lis please do rant!! i cant get my thoughts on the story sound coherent at all and i would love to hear what you think since this was so????? but good lord that was a lot huh. literally never getting a break in anyway as a 2winkP

-🌟

After god knows how much time I tried to get my thoughts compiled ! I apologize it this doesn't make sense but I am still very unwell, I just !! I figured I'd share

JESUS CHRIST WHAT IS GOING ON IN THE 2WINK CLIMAX

I do have to say, the story started in an extremely bitter way for me. Perhaps it was about my expectations for their climax being really opposite for the first half of it, but at the end everything came together and it ended up being a much more enjoyable experience than I imagined.

Akira is still a man that no matter how much I try, I can't predict.

The story starting with them communicating almost telepathically and Yuta feeling down was an entire throwback to many moments before. Setsubun. Volcano Island.. it's always that moment in which after a lot of stress you open your eyes and see everything in slow motion happening right before you. I think Yuta was hit with this realization and that's why everything started being a burden. The lights, the audience, just the thought of him and his surroundings.

I expected Ibara to have a more important appearance in the story, however I understand he was really busy with Double Face at the same time, I still respect the figure he represents to 2wink though, I think half of this story wouldn't have gone the way it did without that little push he gave them.

I think it started stressing me out when the Anzu plot came on board. Please don't get me wrong, I love Hinaan, I think everyone should read Daybreak Heliolite. "Anzu-san, you're smiling just now..." the comfort Hinata is able to give Anzu is incomparable to any other member of the cast.

However, Anzu is mad? Anzu is angry? Why hadn't this showed before? Why weren't there signals? That repayment fes mention really dizzed me out because. after skimming through it again, wasn't Hinata just meaning to grow and prove Anzu that they were not going to be under anyone's shadow ever again? Something, something felt so bitter to me about it. Hinata's reaction was not good either, everything felt so uncomfortable, you could smell the arson between them and I guess that's what made me so. so mad.

On the other hand, you have Yuta relying on Shinobu for everything, once again, as they have always been that close. Didn't this feel like climbing a stair? Yuushino climbs one side while hinaan climbs the other, why did it feel like a competence?

I felt conflicted and stressed about their attitude, why are they doing this and what is going on? I couldn't puzzle it together until the realization suddenly hit me and everything made sense.

Hinata is growing lonely. And at the same time Yuta is drifting away to try and search for his own self, the timing couldn't be better.

We feel loneliness when we feel that there's no one near us that we can rely on. Hinata was surrounded by many, many people, but none of them understood, none of them knew how it was and how it felt.

I think I got everything when the street kids kidnapped him to make him see reality, it was their way of saying "we're like you. the same way you're like us". Hina may have fame and money now, but his heart is as dirty and as fragile as those kids'. It was not a matter of dragging him to the shadows but rather to take the blindfold out of him by screaming "please help us".

Anzu and Hinata then notice how similar they are. Yuta said it since ! era, "so Anzu, you're a big sis too, right? I'll just give you an advice, never underestimate us little brothers". See that part where Hinata says Yuta is projecting his since onto him like a mirror? I think that's what Hina was doing with Anzu. "You sacrifice yourself for everyone and that's why I cannot stand you, because you're like me.. but better".

That's the moment when Hinata realized everything and discovered he didn't have to bear the world on his shoulders, that not everything had to be pain but that there's rather another answer and that being alone is also ok. Hinata is starting that path to find out his true happiness without relying on anyone but himself.

This is what I said once about Yuta wanting to change by separating himself from Hinata, but Hinata needing to stick towards Yuta's side not to fall into the abyss.

Hinata finally understood that's not true, he finally understood he's able to live by himself and that that is ok. And that's where everything started kicking in for me.

Hinata choosing kindness and love is the perfect ending for me. That part of the story moved me so much you can't even understand. I think if I had to put this into a performance I would put a rising sun being quietly observed by the calming moon. A relationship that will always be held so close despite it never touching.

And then of course, the epilogue that drove me to tears of incommensurable joy

Yuta loves Hinata. Yuta has always and will always love Hinata like he loves anyone in this world. He's also not talking to whoever here. He's talking to us. He's asking us to please watch them become what they have always dreamed of.

Do you remember that part on Love Letter where Yuta tried so hard to unveil Hinata's 'evil' side to help him? I think he actually did.. but instead of finding an evil, twisted person in it's core, he found a gentle and healing being. Like the ying-yang, they're the perfect balance for each other.

Forever in a sweet memory, that's what 2wink is and will always be.

[dominimoonbeam]

Throwback Thursday!

Darlin & David moment after Darlin killed Quinn in self defense and is freaking out. On ao3. I got an ask for this one and I love love love how it turned out. <3 <3

tags: panic, villain death, blood, hurt/comfort

Bad Dog

Darlin stood over his body, waiting for him to get up. Waiting. Waiting.

It was raining so hard that they couldn’t hear their own heart beat let alone his. They could check. They had to check. But their whole body still shook on adrenaline and fear—fear that if they lowered their guard and came too close, he would grab them again. He would break more bones, pin them down, run tongue and teeth over skin. They were so cold inside, even when their blood felt hot rolling down their neck and side.

Something burst from the trees and bushes to their right and Darlin jerked toward it so fast their legs finally gave out, dropping them onto their ass. The huge wolf shifted without losing step, coming right at Darlin.

Their arms came up to guard their face, a swear heaving from their already struggling lungs.

But he didn’t hit them, didn’t even grab and pull their arm down.

David was on his knees in front of them, big hands hovering. “Are you okay?” he was asking, voice louder than the rain. He touched their arms, carefully searching them for breaks and cuts while guiding them down. He swore loudly and clamped a hand over the side of their neck.

Darlin jolted, feeling the pain then. Quinn’s teeth had dug so deep. He liked to bite but it wasn’t usually… He hadn’t been biting, he’d been ripping. For the first time, Darlin looked down at themself. They were still in their jogging clothes. They’d gone out for a run. He’d pulled them right off the trail. Usually when they crossed he wanted to talk, to build to an argument, to play with Darlin’s head as much as their physical safety.

But this had been different. The game was over. Quinn had realized they were blood bound and had enough of it. He was getting rid of a problem.

A problem.

Darlin.

Tears welled up in their eyes. They’d been hunting him, but they’d never really been prepare to…

“You’re going to be okay,” David said, voice gathering a note of panic when he saw them crying. His other hand stroked their hair back from their face. “I’ll get you…” He noticed it then. The fact that he hadn’t noticed Quinn until that moment was proof that he really was dead, because if there had been any life in him at all, David would have registered the enemy the moment he approached.

Darlin wanted to reach up and cover his eyes. They didn’t want him to see it. Quinn was… mangled. He had been so beautiful before, terrible but beautiful. Now? Now he was shredded meat. Mauled. And they had done that. They had killed someone. They could still taste his blood.

Bad dog.

They shuddered, almost a full convulsion and it dragged David’s focus back to them. His hand still holding the wound on the side of their neck.

Bad dog.

Darlin’s parents used to whisper it as something the Department would say. Something they would be branded if they got out of line—if the Department had cause to put them down.

-

David felt their pulse under his palm, hot and liquid, trying to escape.

He wouldn’t let it. He absolutely would not lose Darlin.

“Everyone knows I’ve been hunting him… They’ll think I… The Department… Oh god. Will they put me down? Will I be exiled?” Their breath was coming too fast, words tumbling out half-formed. They grabbed at David’s arms, eyes full of wild terror. He knew this distrust—this fear. Darlin’s family had always distrusted authority. They wanted to run free. He knew several of Darlin’s bloodline had crossed the Department. Some went away. Some disappeared. There were a million ways to explain it, but the stories Darlin’s parents had been nightmares. His heart lurched. Darlin was working up to running. Better to die running than be caged.

“It was self-defense. You know that. I know that. I won’t let anyone take you away.” He’d never seen them this scared or this exposed. They’d killed Quinn. Had they ever had to kill anyone before? No. He would know. Not that they would have told him—but that he would have seen the shadow of it in their eyes. Darlin was tough, brave, and fearless. But they were also kind, no matter how they tried to hide it. No matter how hard their parents had tried to beat it out of them. They were a scrapper, but not a killer.

“No one’s going to believe that. I’m a liar and a troublemaker.”

He winced, shaking his head.

A wolf howled on the other side of the park. Milo.

Darlin was supposed to meet up with them for a real run, one on all fours, but when they didn’t show up they’d split up to look for them.

Darlin jerked under him, almost pulling out of the hold he had one that ripped side of their neck. “I-I have to—”

“No,” David growled. “You are not running. You are not going anywhere.”

“D-David… I—”

“You are mine,” he reminded, voice hard. It came from someplace deep, in his core, in his instincts, in his blood. Darlin belongs to his pack, and no one was going to take them from him, not even Darlin’s own fear. The only way they could leave, was if they honestly wanted to, and even then—even if they went to the other side of the world—he would always have a place for them.

He could feel Milo getting closer.

He could feel Darlin breaking, their gaze glued to that body. What would this do to them? How long would Quinn be hurting them?

“David…Please…” Darlin begged, and his teeth ached in fury that they would ever have to beg him for anything, let alone beg him to let them go—let them bleed out while they ran for the woods—let them die alone and free.

David leaned in, hand still holding tight to that wound on their neck. He licked blood splatter from their chin, lips, jaw and cheek. He rubbed his face to theirs while he did, until his face and his teeth were red. Darlin stared at him, confused and dazed from shock and blood loss.

Milo burst from the trees, shifting human and taking in the scene. “What…What happened?”

David turned his head to look back at Milo, the blood on his mouth when he said, “Quinn attacked them. We need a healer.”

Milo took another step to see Darlin, his eyes growing and his hands digging into his pockets to find his phone. “Yeah. Yeah, sit tight.”

David looked down at Darlin, at the confusion in their eyes even as the slipped toward unconsciousness. “He attacked you. You fought. I killed him,” he said, just loud enough for them to hear. Milo might hear him too, but David wasn’t worried about that. When the Department asked Milo what he had seen, he could tell the truth. He arrived, he saw Quinn dead and Darlin bleeding out and David, bloody, holding Darlin together. He could say he saw the blood on David’s face. Milo was smart. He would realize what had really happened if he didn’t know immediately. But he was good pack, and he would also realize why the lie was being told.

No one would question David Shaw’s right to defend his pack, or his standing as a law-abiding wolf in his city. If he killed Quinn, then Quinn had it coming and there was no way around it. Darlin’s neck, Darlin’s whole body, was dressed in proof.

David said it again and again, his free hand thumbing away Darlin’s tears when they fell. He pressed his forehead to theirs when their eyes closed. “You are not a bad dog. You are my wolf.”

[moon0fairy]

Ted Lasso finale 3x12 haha:

„That was a crime“ „Speaking of which.. Rupert Manion“

…. They really know how to subvert an audience, they reallyhad me there for a sec…

This poor cleaning lady

Judge Mcadoo damnn

Dani whuuut he‘s innocent your honor!!!!

Aww Jamie putting more money in

Expensive dinner huh

Is Roy and Keeley scaring each other gonna be a running gag now

„Stuff“ (Jamie)

Beard for the love of god leave this woman

TRENT🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

Beard already underlining (just to make Trent nervous)

So everyone already knows about Ted leaving…

„Whatever you guys want“

Oh god

KEELEY TRENT INTERACTION

Keeley and Jamie hugging and you see Roy between them oh boi

Are we finally getting a Trent and Ted scene

„I just want you to like it“

Royoo🥹🥹

Me seeing Roy and Jamie fight: please just shut up and kiss

Now they‘re just idiots

If you go I go

Not them both showing up beaten up by Keeley

„You should just pick“ (if she says why do I have to pick when I can have both I‘ll scream)

Yeah honestly better choice

Ohh finally the Ted and Nate talk

They should paint „Believe“ on there honestly

MICHAEL OMG

Well Dr Jakobson that was rude (the look between Henry and Michelle)

ROY

Trent raising his finger every time he wants to speak

TRENTS HAIR IS PERFECT

Nate can finally talk about his girlfriend🥹

Damn that‘s a big avocado

No more Van Damme!!

This video sucks I don‘t want to cry already (apparently they had the same problem)

(Spotted Trents hair behind Ted)

Zorro literally blocked every score last game what‘s going on???

Awww all got a believe piece

Also that was the book Ted gave Jamie in the first season wasn‘t it?

Getting a new one would be easier but it‘s for the ~symbol~

ISAAC LETS GO

Huh???

Not the guy😂😂😂 (Barbara having the time of her life)

Rupert and his stupid villain coat

🤢🤢

Sassy also having the time of her life

TED KNOWS THE GAME

Jamie is doing the thing !!! From season one !!!! So many throwbacks!!!!

🥳🥳🥳🥳

COLIN !!!!!

So Rebecca didn‘t sell the club?

Ussie guy !!!!

Beard please leave Jane (also Ted please leave too and run into Trents arms)

NOOO WE GOT BEARDS NAME

Nooooo go with him😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

BOAT GUY OMG

TED WOULD NEVER MISS BEARDS WEDDING WTF

Also Dani giving us the poly representation ok!!

The ending was just me crying so no comment on any of that even tho I have thoughts but I need to stop crying first 🤣

[pbaz7]

Ok so here we are! We are done ): I adored this series and excited to read whatever you do next!

April 2023

Ok running back quickly to see where we left off, jumped from Feb to April

Paige slumped off of Azzi, both of them slick with sweat and breathing heavily

- anddd we start how we ended last chapter, two athletes so I’m very much not surprised

“Azzi, baby, I can’t,”

- ok Azzi! Make her tap out!

Ever since UConn’s loss in March Madness

- we are NAWT manifesting this

channeling her endless energy into Paige in more ways than one

- welp guess that’s a positive

Paige turned to look at her, amusement dancing in her tired eyes. “I mean, wasn’t seven rounds enough for you?”

- Azzi Fudd?!? Seven?!? That’s my athlete!

As Paige’s hands began to roam,

- Paige baby you just stopped 😭

Azzi, still sprawled in the middle of the bed, smiled at Paige as she continued laying on the pillows.

- that’s my princess!

She didn’t even have to say anything and Paige raised her hands defensively. “It wasn’t me.”

- I have to hold a pity party for their poor roommates because these freaks need to stay QUIET

Azzi looked up, her lips pressing into a thin line. “Geno text me. He wants to meet.”

- oh? Also side note, wonder if Geno and CD know?

Geno: Need you for a meeting at 3. It’s important.

- double oh?

Paige hesitated for a moment not wanting to stress Azzi out. She set her phone down on the nightstand. “It’s probably about us Az.”

- oh dear

“It’s not just that I love you. I need you in ways I can’t explain. You make me feel like I can be myself—like I’m enough.”

- other half 💗🫂

“You reminded me how to breathe again,” Paige continued, her voice soft but steady. “You gave me a reason to believe in myself. And it’s not just love, Az. It’s more than that. You saved me from myself.”

- this is so incredibly true, I was reading earlier chapters yesterday and my god Paige has changed for the better

Paige hesitated for a moment, then cracked a small smile, tilting her head side to side. “Kinda depends on how specific you wanna get.”

- Paige are you seriously gonna tell geno about that???

Paige’s grin widened, but she quickly sobered, her tone more serious now. “Alright sorry, Officially, a little over four months. Unofficially... more than a year.”

- you coulda just said over a year 😭

Geno gave them a small smile and waved them off. “Good. Now get out before I decide to start lecturing you.”

- lol I love him

Paige and Azzi’s hands found each other again as they resumed their walk, and Azzi leaned closer, her voice low. “You’re lucky I like you enough to put up with sneaky hand-holding.”

- my babiesss

It reminded them both of their first time shooting silently back in the DMV, when their relationship was purely about knowing one another from basketball. But this time, the air was much lighter, charged not just with competition but the connection they shared now.

- aww throwback

the sound carrying up to Geno’s office as he watched them silently.

- grandfather or big brother?

Even as they fought to outshoot one another, they knew they’d already won in the ways that mattered most and they both couldn’t wait to see what else their time together brought their way.

- awww what a perfect end to a lovely series!

Don’t leave us for long! I’ll be in your inbox and it won’t be mrs nice hug anon! (Sike I’ll happily wait ☺️)

Hope your day has been great and tomorrow is too!!

-🫂🫂

NO we are not manifesting ANYTHING for march i rebuke thee! i put 2023 for a reason!!

paige has actually changed so much throughout this series it’s crazy😭

i swear you wont be without a new story for long…you better be nice to me though or i swear the next series will be the most painful thing i’ve ever written 😒

ilysm and thank you so much for always reacting you have my heart 🫂

[mentaly-british-biologist]

I love incorrect quotes, here's some I have:

These may include: Swear words

The fandoms included are: Undertale, Deltarune, Tf2 and Cuphead.

UNDERTALE

Sans: Papyrus taught me to think before I act. Sans: …So if I smack the shit out of you, rest assured that I thought about it and am confident in my decision.

Papyrus, laying in bed: Get out of my room. Sans, standing just outside of the door frame: I’m not in your room.

Sans: Hey Papyrus? Papyrus: Yeah? Sans: What's your favorite color of the alphabet? True or false? Papyrus: Papyrus: …What.

Sans: Have you heard of Murphy’s law? The one where if something can go wrong, it will go wrong? Papyrus: Yeah, I have. Sans: Have you heard of Cole’s law? Papyrus: Is this a joke about coleslaw? Sans: …maybe.

Papyrus: Sans told me that brown is just navy orange, and I have never been more disappointed with something I agree with.

Sans: I WOULD DESTROY THE WORLD FOR YOU! Papyrus: Okay, can you do the dishes? Sans: No!

Alphys: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Undyne: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Alphys: … Alphys: You mean ring bearER, right? Undyne: … Alphys: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

Alphys: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives. Undyne: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to train. Alphys: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.

Mettaton: You made enough pasta that you could take it to lunch tomorrow. Put it in a container. Papyrus: Shovel the pasta into your face. Do it. Put it in your face. The future is meaningless but the pasta is now.

Papyrus: All snacks are gone. Mettaton: I AM LITERALLY RIGHT HERE?!

DELTARUNE

Susie: Twilight Sparkle was the main character because she represented the element of friendship— Kris, tied up: PLEASE, I JUST WANT TO SEE MY FAMILY AGAIN! Susie: I'M NOT DONE! Susie: And Rainbow Dash was the sporty girl—

Kris: Kill me nowwwww. Susie: Sorry, no can do. I need your help with my homework.

Kris, drowning: Help! Susie: Don't worry, I heard cowards float.

Susie: You have any sunscreen? Ralsei: You can't get a sunburn from a bonfire— Susie: It's for my marshmallow ya dummy.

Susie: We just ate. Why are you making pancakes? Ralsei: For the dogs. Susie: Why are you making pancakes for the dogs? Ralsei: They don't know how.

Ralsei: Something’s off. Susie: Maybe you’ve finally developed human emotions and feel bad for hurting people. Ralsei: No, but that’s funny.

OH GOD IT GAVE ME T H I S

Spamton: I eat cheerios because they’re heart healthy. Spamton: And my heart has been severely damaged, so Jevil, if you’re out there—

Anyway.

Spamton, talking to Jevil: With all due respect, which is none…

Jevil: Happy Throwback Thursday! Here’s a throwback to when Spamton ate an entire tube of lipstick. Spamton, whining: But why would it be cherry-flavored if you can’t eat it?!

TF2

Demoman: Man, it smells like wrongdog out here. Soldier: ... Soldier: Demoman, are you alright? Demoman: sobs

Soldier: I’ve become a bread crumb dealer to four crows at the lake. They pay me with a bit of everything. Like shiny things, fabric, or pens. But recently they paid me with a 20 dollar bill they found somewhere. So I decided to buy them some more expensive bread. They loved it. So they understand what to do. Give me money. I’ve probably racked up about 200 dollars at this point. Is it morally wrong though, I mean. They’re the ones who steal the money from others. Or perhaps they just have a big pile laying somewhere. Should I keep on doing this? Scout: You sound like the start of a Batman villain.

Scout: I’m gonna mix a can of Red Bull with seventeen shots of espresso in a fishbowl and then chug it while Kids by MGMT plays in the background so I can perceive twenty-three spatial dimensions and fight my own soul.

Engineer: What do we say when making bread? Demoman, glumly: That's the dough rising. Medic: And what do we NOT say? Spy, sadly: That's the yeast fucking.

Engineer: I haven’t slept in 72 hours… Demoman: I haven’t slept in 80. I’m the insomnia king! Medic: Ha! I haven’t slept in 90 hours, I’m aiming for an even 100. Spy: What the fuck is wrong with you people.

CUPHEAD

Cuphead: watching their house burn down Cuphead: Cuphead: starts filming Waddup, guys, welcome to my vlog, today's topic: how to get away with accidentally committing arson because you forgot Spaghetti O's cans are metal and thus non-microwavable! Step one: deny everything.

Mugman, cowering in fear: What do you want from me?! Cuphead, standing in front of Mugman: bites into the whole KitKat bar like a heathen Mugman, crying: Please…stop…

Mugman: I trusted you! Cuphead: Why?

Cuphead: Do you ever feel like exploding? Have you experienced the urge to enter the process of combustion? Has your mind created a logical idea, known as thought, to disperse your body into thousands of particles suddenly? Mugman: It’s 3 am, please go back to sleep.

Mugman: Cuphead, I need some advice. Cuphead: You need advice from ME? Mugman: Yeah, frightening, isn't it?

[withered-rose-unbreakable-lotus]

Jacksepticeye gave such a good wrap up of what the Silent Hill 2 remake felt like and those who praise it to the Gods can stay mad about those of us who are bitter all they want.

It is as good of a remake of sth so big as it could get. Not the best but not the worst and that's for many reasons. You cannot remake such a groundbreaking work and have the same effect the original did. Even if they hadn't changed the models and the monsters which was my biggest pet peeve, except from James who, being this emotional this time made sense, you are competing, as Jacksepticeye said, with the emotions this game created to the people at the time, with their nostalgia, with the kind of first impression you cannot bring back. If you haven't played the original maybe this looks godly to you, but if you have played it and still think this remake is mindblowing what can I tell you. Tastes are different, it is what it is.

But yeah, all in all, imo this was mainly sth offering people a throwback, not a replacement or betterment, if that even is a word, of the original. I mean sure, even Masahiro Ito posted on twitter that he actually felt his representation of, for example Angela's father monster battle was bad compared to what they did this time, but to me for example, the fact you were running in a house and that the closet was the only place the monster couldn't chase you didn't add the desperation everyone praised, as James was put in Angela's shoes. Some might argue that the original was too plain like, the room was tiny, you couldn't more around, but that for me was just as desperate if not more. There was nowhere to run in the original, it was suffocating and claustrophobic, a white room with the holes, which can add to how the dominating presence in Angela's pain was her abusive father, like nothing else registered in her surroundings BUT her utter nightmare that was him, like the feeling of being trapped. So sure, Masahiro Ito, being the artist that he is and having of course changed as a person and developed as an artist would find this representation more creative than his own, but it doesn't take away the fact his own was just as haunting, if not more (at least to me). It gave you no alternative no safe haven, just you barely capable of escaping the monster's hands to shoot it.

Anyway, now that I saw the whole thing I can for sure tell this didn't work for me, HOWEVER I give credit where it's due and I will say I loved seeing the town in HD and I appreciated we had a few more scenes with Maria than the original so that as a player you get to get more attached to her. And that James looks and sounds more emotional like I said earlier.

[neillien]

Story based on Antediluvian sex-role stereotypes.

All colour fading into white denim and shoulder pads. Aunt Grace wore her hair lacquered/and teeth veneered. A fake brunette with big tits. A heaving, busty imitation of television’s Dynasty actresses. the self-proclaimed bitch of Shoreditch Street. Took no prisoners. Her vices were the Clothes Show, a successful BBC TV show, Martini’s and cigarettes and the clothes show were the things that Aunt Grace preferred to anything Uncle John presented, drank or stole. Uncle John worked in IT. He had had ambition once Uncle John had told me in a frank moment , whilst I gave him a hand-job and simultaneously pleasuring myself: I forget what the ambition was but whatever it was Aunt Grace put a stop to it. I remember him callously telling me so. It was Christmas Day. Uncle John had worn a red paper crown when he collapsed over the dining table whilst enjoying the Turkey roast and trimmings. Everyone at the table thought he was joking but the Uncle John was never an ass. A giant prick, yes but not a man to caper. He died, crest fallen with a gravy and cranberry sauce moustache/ dad won a compass in the cracker he shared and pulled with his elder brother. For us, the nephews one niece it was forbidden to touch Uncle Jake he was very sensitive about feelings and immodesty. I fancied it was because he was acid Uncle John’s skin excreted a sweaty velour that gave a nasty rash if you so much as brushed the edge of your finger against his mask. It was okay to play footsie or unzip his fly tug at him and squeeze his balls when no one else was there but that didn’t happen too often. Too busy posing elsewhere for photographs with his arm cosseting his wife’s to die for waist. Grace always wore belts that never pinch an inch. Whenever Grace lost a little more weight she’d enjoy starting new holes instead; smiling like Goons on trips out with the freaks from Darby and Joan rotary Club. Grace & uncle John gave money that Christmas - if I remember, and HMV vouchers. The couple came with eponyms, throwback clothes and attitudes that baffled our younger less decadent senses. God knows I tried. And Aunt Grace! She had the temerity to tell me she hated MY HAIR: she said it made me look like a sissy-girl.

Secretly how delighted I felt.

First draft/ no edits.

[lightning-and-lavender-fire]

Man making this character gave me that very specific joy of Making a Really Cool Little Thing which, despite having made lots of really cool little things, I don’t think I’ve felt since late elementary. Thanks a ton for the extremely good throwback, I love my big-brained wobbly-limbed fang-having demon buddy so much ^^

Bend the Nightmare, You Control It, Artful Dodger, Easy Does It (a.k.a. Dodger) (ne/nym/nirs)

58 cm, 8 kg

Ethos 3 (Scornful), Pathos 6 (Hot-Blooded), Logos 6 (Calculating)

Bulging Brain, Flowing Form, Vile Venom (Soporific)

Bright colors, toothy mouth, many eyes

The Art of Revelation

To Dodger, knowledge of the self-created universe’s true nature is best acquired through direct—and often extreme—sensory encounter, and God seems like He would taste very interesting. Nir Rebellious Arts are akin to cracking the shell or peeling the rind of reality to reach its juicy interior.

The full playtest draft of Eat God is up. For those just joining us, I'll let the document's own intro do the talking:

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Eat God is a game where you take on the role of a small gremlin-like creature. Though you're just as much a person as anybody else, the setting's dominant human culture tends to regard your kind as clever vermin, which means you don't get a lot of respect – but it also means you usually aren't seen as a threat, which may occasionally work to your advantage.

Unfortunately for the people in charge, you're not just any clever vermin: you and your companions are God-eaters, wandering practitioners of an esoteric discipline – part existential philosophy, part martial art – which affords you a limited capacity to bend the laws of reality to your will. As its name suggests, the God-eater's creed also has serious objections to authority in all its forms.

In a typical session of Eat God, you and your friends will arrive in a community that's suffering under some abuse of power, and proceed to cause problems on purpose. Owing to your limited outsider's perspective, your efforts may not necessarily help, but they'll definitely ensure that those responsible have a bad time. Actual theophagy may or may not be involved, depending on the situation at hand.

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... or, for those not inclined to read between the lines, you're a bunch of muppets with Looney Tunes super powers wandering around a gritty fantasy milieu stirring shit up.

This is a little less finished than I prefer my first drafts to be, but I'm sixty pages deep and well and truly sick of filling out d66 tables – it's time to get it in front of eyes that aren't mine!

If you're coming in from the previous character creation teaser, revisions in this version (apart from, you know, the actual rules being present) include expanded treatment of Facets, minor rewrites to several Traits, major rewrites to at least a couple Rebellious Arts, and at least four entirely new d66 tables to play with.

You can find the link above, or right here.

As always, questions, criticisms, and bizarre rants are welcome!

[aemontargaryen-bloodraven]

Jon Snow & The Trees With Faces

In Jon V, ADWD, Jon comes across three trees, the Ash, the Chestnut and the Oak. The way those trees are described and the fact that the number three always says something significant seemed to me that these three trees indicate phases of Jon's life?

The Ash Tree

The first tree that Jon encounters is an Ash Tree,

"The drunkard was an ash tree, twisted sideways by centuries of wind. And now it had a face. A solemn mouth, a broken branch for a nose, two eyes carved deep into the trunk, gazing north up the kingsroad, toward the castle and the Wall." Jon V, ADWD

The Ash Tree on the whole symbolises Jon's duty as a Stark, to the Nights Watch or the Nights Watch itself. It is called the "drunkard", which is a nice call back to Jon's first chapter where Jon got too drunk because he was upset and blurted out that he wanted to join the Nights Watch.

Also, the fact that it is twisted sideways is intriguing because the Nights Watch is not what it was once before. Its purpose and state are twisted, it was meant to keep the Others Beyond the Wall and not the Wildlings. The same can be said about the Starks as well.

And now it has a face again - Jon's. Jon is solemn, "lord Stark's sullen bastard" is of a "broken branch" of the Starks (female line, Lyanna's son) .. "two eyes carved deep" ... He's always been presented as observant "You don't miss much, do you Jon?"

The tree is gazing up the Kingsroad toward the Castle and the Wall, which is again a throwback to when Jon realises that he had no place else to go and that Wall was where he had to be.

He had no destination in mind. He wanted only to ride. He followed the creek for a time, listening to the icy trickle of water over rock, then cut across the fields to the kingsroad. It stretched out before him, narrow and stony and pocked with weeds, a road of no particular promise, yet the sight of it filled Jon Snow with a vast longing. Winterfell was down that road, and beyond it Riverrun and King's Landing and the Eyrie and so many other places; Casterly Rock, the Isles of Faces, the red mountains of Dorne, the hundred islands of Braavos in the sea, the smoking ruins of old Valyria. All the places that Jon would never see. The world was down that road … and he was here.

Once he swore his vow, the Wall would be his home until he was old as Maester Aemon. "I have not sworn yet," he muttered. Jon V, AGOT

He ultimately does swear his vows and chooses the Wall and he has, throughout the story been focused on the North, Castle Black and the Wall.

The Chestnut

Growing.. beside an icy stream, where its eyes could watch the old plank bridge that spanned its flow. The chestnut was leafless and skeletal, but its bare brown limbs were not empty. On a low branch overhanging the stream a raven sat hunched, its feathers ruffled up against the cold. When it spied Jon it spread its wings and gave a scream. When he raised his fist and whistled, the big black bird came flapping down, crying, “Corn, corn, corn.” Jon V, ADWD

As of ADWD, he is creating a bridge between the Wildlings and South of the Wall. He is assimilating them in the North by marriage, taking hostages and making them guard the other Castles of the Nights Watch.

Though the tree is leafless and looks skeletal, it's not dead just in stasis, just like Jon is in the Nights Watch. He is leafless because till now he keeps cutting his connections from his blood/Starks/family. While in the Nights Watch, Jon has done what was within his power and more to set things to right but he is getting stagnant at the Wall.

The tree's bare brown limbs are not empty, the sap will flow, it will put out leaves. The sap flows, it did flow when blood called, his little sister, Arya was in danger. He is the blood of Winterfell.

Mormont's raven is there. The Corn King has been buried/dead. The raven saying, Corn King Jon Snow is this part of Jon's arc.

The Corn King is a sacrificed fertility figure, either a god or sacred king. Jon does die at the end of ADWD, but will return to life to play his part in the War to come, possibly with his third eye opened and bring restoration to the land somehow.

The Oak Tree

Just north of Mole’s Town they came upon the third watcher, carved into the huge oak that marked the village perimeter, its deep eyes fixed upon the kingsroad. That is not a friendly face, Jon Snow reflected. The faces that the First Men and the children of the forest had carved into the weirwoods in eons past had stern or savage visages more oft than not, but the great oak looked especially angry, as if it were about to tear its roots from the earth and come roaring after them. Its wounds are as fresh as the wounds of the men who carved it.

The oak is huge and great ..and Jon may become a huge (great) figure, and Kingsroad is again mentioned, that was when he looked at Kingsroad again this time it is what is coming from the South (Ramsay, Bolton/Politics of the Realm).

Not a friendly face, Jon won't be a friendly man when he comes back to life either. He would be especially angry considering what he has experienced.

Jon while "dead" may learn what he needs to learn about himself. And the wounds that he was given during the assassination would be fresh as well. He is not going to trust anyone easily, considering how betrayed he will feel after not only being dead and then revived but also learning that he has lived a lie and was sent to the Nights Watch with that lie.

While his wounds are still fresh, he will tear his roots from the earth, get away from the Nights Watch, down the Kingsroad again and will come roaring after his enemies.

[mel0000]

My top BL-Series Of 2022

Hello my fellow Bl-fans. The girls/ gays and theys obviously won this year, so let’s look back on our blessings 😃

I’m not spoiling anything or I’m trying not to, let’s go 🚶🏻‍♀️

1. KinnPorsche

This doesn‘t come surprising, does it? I remember how I lived week to week back then and the mafia topic was still kind of new and oh so exciting. Enough sexyness, earnestness and humour gave this series a well rounded outcome. There were still holes in the plot here and there but where weren‘t any this year? Let‘s move on. (Waiting for season 2)

2. Semantic Error

My god, these two held me by my throat in the beginning of this year, you couldn‘t help but immediately fall in love with them. It was a successful series and I hope Jaechan and Seoham will do another project in the future, but I don’t think so as of now.

3. Young Royals 2

Another Wilmon gold piece produced, which plot went smooth and showed progress over the episodes. It’s still very short for such an amazing piece and I miss Wilmon almost all of the time, but I‘ll gladly wait for season 3.

4. The Eclipse

The portraying of strong queers went WILD with this one. How Akk got weak in the knees because of Ayan had me gushing over them every week. The plot is lacking a little tho since some points weren’t finished/ worked on properly and Thua..no, just no. Neo looked so dann handsome in his role though and did such a good job with Louis!

5. Between Us

It‘s not finished yet and the plot seems to move too slow atm, but boy, Win is the consent king of this year and is doing the work for every bl character this year that couldn’t do the bare minimum. *COUGH*LITA*COUGH*

We also got a P‘Deeaan~ and the UWMA throwback is nice and so well done from this perspective.

6. Cutie Pie

Nunew and Zee feeding the sub bottom/ dom top fetish/ height difference fetish well 😂 I didn’t like the bff side couple that much and sometimes the corny plot was too much, but the acting was well done.

7. My School President

I can’t believe either that this is in my list already BUT IT IS MAKING ME FEEL THINGS THAT COME CLOSE TO THE THINGS I FELT WHILE WATCHING BAD BUDDY. It is super cute now, not like you think at the beginning and I can’t wait for a new episode. The fandom posts here on Tumblr are also 😘👌🏻

8. Never Let Me Go

This one is also here already. Can’t say much except for the acting that has improved for both Pond and especially Phuwin, my little guy grew up.

9. Blueming

One of the best k-bls this year, hands down. Story, aesthetics, just everything.

10. 180 Degrees Longitude Passes Through Us

"You ask me what I‘m thinking about, I tell you that I’m thinking about whatever you’re thinking about“ it’s DADDY ISSUES, everyone! We all needed a series like this. It was slow-paced and kind of clickbait, but the aesthetic shots made up for that. Nothing made up for the one of a hell annoying mother tho. I also didn’t know any of the actors before even though they seem quite famous.

Very honorable mentions:

Plus And Minus (best Taiwanese bl, still not over the cameo)

Star In My Mind (the Joong-flavour)

My Only 12% (good worked out plot, good acting, angsty season)

Enchanté (the end omg 🤦🏻‍♀️, Force is one handsome dude)

Old Fashion Cupcake & Mr. Unlucky Has No Choice (best of Japan this year)

My Secret Love (preferred the second couple)

Cherry Magic The Movie (😍 I missed them and WEDDIIIIING)

Big Dragon (…they could improve the plot for season 2)

Love Mechanics (the kinda non-con at the end turned me off and it wasn’t my favourite story to begin with)

Eternal Yesterday (I should‘ve watched the trailer, I didn’t expect THAT 😂 but it was still good)

To My Star 2 (at first I thought we didn’t need the angst, but we kind of did)

Vice Versa (good story, mediocre acting, not my favorite couple except for the lesbians 😏)

Cupid’s Last Wish (…we didn’t need that, but EarthMix we did)

Kissable lips (I’m happy that the actors still work together, but it was mediocre)

About Youth (can’t remember anything, but it was good 😶)

My Tooth Your Love (cute and the couples slayed)

Magic Of Zero (🥹 EarthMix and MilkLove)

Secret Crush On You (super corny and mediocre acting, but the topics they handled and how they handled them!! Rare occasion)

The Tuxedo (pretty actors and an okay plot)

The Miracle Of Teddy Bear (not my cup of tea, but I’m happy it was kinda famous in Thailand)

Not so honorable mentions:

Minato’s Laundromat (did turn me off and also non-con)

A Man Who Defies The World Of BL 2 (it was probably decent, but I can’t remember one second of it 😫, I’m getting old)

Ocean Likes Me (cute and HOLLAND💓💓💓💓💗 but we didn’t need that)

Cherry Blossoms After Winter (the non-con destroyed it)

Our Days (I don’t know what the person ate that made the plot go this way)

Check Out (we all know why this is here, I can watch porn instead, thanks)

Close Friend 2 (oh we didn’t need that as well)

Love In The Air (kinda non-con and Mame can’t live without rape in a plot, sorry not sorry)

Oh!My Sunshine Night ( I started this series and stopped after two episodes since it was boring, sorry OhmFluke)

War Of Y (started off good, but went downhill pretty fast. Been skipping the last few weeks through the episodes)

Love Victor 3 (not sure where to put this honestly. I loved 1&2, but this was a back and forth, which is normal for teenagers, but I think this wasn’t it for me)

Mr. Cinderella (finally a Vietnamese bl, but not my cup of tea)

Heartstopper (kinda overhyped, plot didn’t get me, boring 😶)

Note at the end: Look how far we’ve come! It’s sad bl’s with lots of sex scenes get the most attention, I recommend everyone to just watch porn if you’re thinking a series/ movie is bad/ not enough because there is not enough bed sports displayed. If you’re an adult, you must know there are relationships that aren’t only in for the sex. (Since I’ve seen enough people saying you’re not a couple when you’re not having sex, BULLSHIT YOU F***ING CHILDREN)

Thanks for coming to my rant. Let’s hope for a better 2023!

[1-800-get-sherlocked]

OH MY GOSH AAJSLDFAJHAF OMG XD OK BUT YALL KNOW THAT JADE ROSIN THATS GREEN 

DOES IT NOT LOOK LIKE EXCELLENT CANDY THO,,,AND IT SMELLS GOOD BRO

the real forbidden snack

[gummybearzgocrazyagain]

MALEC FIC REC vol.7

Bookstore AU

White Blank Page by @carmenlire [noice, CEO Magnus, serendipity meeting in a bookstore, misunderstandings, life that gets in a way of a star-crossed lovers, what more do we need? tis a rec]

One for the record (books) series by @noaki [mmmm, yummmmm-yum-yummmmm, what a delicious piece, is very much recommended to everyone who likes a good ole’ will they won’t they pine fest, i really enjoyed author’s breezy style. magnus is a high warlock in hiding, and owns a mundane book store as a cover, and alec is a new hoti, that just happens to visit the store on a whim, and just happens to not recognize the owner, oops. absolutely lovely and a pleasant read]

Prison AU

1825 days by @Better_Than_Chocolate [mmmm.... very very specific rec, due to many reasons. Prison AU might not be everyone’s cup of tea, so proceed with caution. alec was convicted of a murder, and when he gets to the big house, he must choose sides. if am being completely honest, i did appreciate some of the choices author has decided on rather more than some others, but am still tentatively leaving it here, just in case someone would fancy to dip their toe] 

Sport/Celebrity AU

Let’s Play Ball! by @Teal_The_Baker [Celebrity AUs are reeeeeeeally up my alley ngl, so am slightly biased in recc’ing this, but hey, where are them fanfic cops, amirite. magnus is just wealthy, but alec is a local baseball player celebrity-type, and even though they initially get off on a wrong foot, it is quickly fixed, and the usual malec-y fluffy thang ensues. ought to be honest, it did seem like the author themselves were not exactly sure how this gonna play out in terms of dynamics right off the bat, but by chapter two they seemed to have picked a course, and what a lovely sweet choice it was. i really liked this one]

Flipside by @apathyinreverie [martial arts AU. dunno if it was author’s intention, but to me this particular characterization gave off heavy TWI vibes - confident alec, and reserved, calm magnus. wouldn’t call it ooc, cause it was an obvious AU, and author made their intentions known beforehand. i def liked it👌]

Reserved by @punkbean [not a sport!celebrity thang, but an IGcelebrity!magnus and archery trainer!alec, so technically it fits. the fic is abandoned, it is only the first 4 chapters of the meet cute on a train ride from NYC to Washington, but it somehow endeared itself to me and had to be recc’ed on here, sweetness]

Tattoos

A Legacy in Ink by @Teal_The_Baker [aaaaaaaaaa, why did i read itttttttttt, i almost never read wip for this precise reason *tears at her hair in despair* what an awesome fucking thang, awesome awesome awesome unfinished wip thang *cries* magnus is a tattoo-artist, and alec is having his first tattoo done... you know the drill. the fic is so fucking great, and so fucking wip *cries some more*]

Inklings by @apartmented [i might not necessarily read pwps often, but when i do - they shall be of such a superb quality as this one. tattoos kink, smitten mundane neighbours malec, and top notch smut - thanks to @cuubism for the rec]

Emo AU

all this hope you sent into the sky by @beatperfume [you know you would read anything this author wrote, i know i would fo’ sho’ - it is a throwback to 2003, alec and aline are bffs, and they go to this farm house parties to listen to the live bands, and then some insolent a-hole throws some line at alec, which must be an insult.... right? blah blah blah who cares, it’s @beatperfume, what else needs to be said]

Witcher AU

Walkers of the Winding Path by @poemsfromthealley [how are you doing thissssss (o゜▽゜)o☆ (●ˇ∀ˇ●) perfect perfect perfection this fic!!!!!! and i haven’t ever played/read the Witcher, and was still floored!!!! like, how does so much talent fit in one human body (❤ ω ❤); that moment alec encounters the female archer in the woods? dude, i legit cried, what a fucking masterpiece, god i luv the author, and if someone has not yet read this, what are you doing with your life...?????? seriously!!!!]

Canon Divergence

Two’s company, three’s a whole lot of Alec Lightwood eye rolls by @all_stories_are_truth_and_lies [weeeeeee, adorableness of malec, interrupted: cockblocking!jace is one of my top crack tropes of choice, what a tasty thang, thank you author!!!!]

To Something New, Something Strange by @dreadwyrms [porn with feels: superb quality of the second time served, and what a treat it is - magnus was supposed to pick alec up for their date, except he has already arrived at the institute, and alec is nowhere to be found. escaping to alec’s room and chilling on his bed seems like a great idea, especially if one falls asleep and then being woken up by a certain shadowhunter back from patrol in the middle of the night 🙈]

Taken AU

exit wounds by @geniusorinsanity [woahhhhh, this was... certainly an experience, and a journey more than worthy of taking, ohhhhhhh how do i luv me some taken aus, when they are executed just right🙏 magnus has been taken from the loft, and absent for a week, and then suddenly appears in the middle of Cat’s living room, nude and bloodied, and on the verge of collapse. amazing quality of fic, i was at awe throughout the whole journey, the way author portrayed the emotional repercussions, the parabatai connection, alec’s unravelling and inner turmoil, his and cat’s dynamic...? beautifully, very skilfully done, allllllllll the kudos and respect to the author, and a huge rec. p.s. the story might take a toll and stay with you for a few days, so heed the warnings and proceed at your own discretion]

Media AU

as your sun sets (i know you in bleary-eyed 3 am) by @theprophetlemonade [hard to distinguish why have i put reading this off for so long, god knows i adore the author, maybe it’s the fact that it’s wachowskis, who for some reason are something that can be so personal to me... darn it, if i ever come by the malec Matrix AU, is2g might spontaneously combust on a spot, but hey, am getting side-tracked here 🙌 the fic is everything you would expect from this renown author, and it makes you feel all types of ways. am sure literally every single person in the fandom has already read it, so my rec is quite pointless, and yet]

Royal AU + Fake Dating

I’ll be home for Christmas by @Raindropsandrosess [perhaps due to canon shadowhunters being paid very modestly, AUs with alec being the rich one do somehow come rarer, than rich!magnus AUs, not to mention, that amongst the fair share of Royal AUs this fandom boasts, it is always a surprise, when magnus is not the one being secret Royalty... all that said, i really really liked this one! their chemistry in the author’s interpretation left me super happy, and c'mon, let’s be honest, i can read quality variations of fake dating endlessly, cause duh]

College AU

Introduction to Flirtation by @EllasticElla [hhhmmmmm, so the premise of this is quite... unlikely for me: Alec does not know, how to let his bff Jace know, that he likes him, subtly enough to not ruin the friendship, if it does not work out, and enlists some help from a known dorm lothario Magnus. and after reading i was surprised at my own positive reaction - in 99,9% of cases romantic!jalec makes me hella queasy - but then it hit me.... hasn’t this storyline been 100% canon, like, what am i even having this moral battle over? it’s a good smol fic! but yeah fuck romantic!jalec all the way to hell though] 

Primate Social Behavior by @dreadwyrms [omfg how fucking awesome was thattttttttttt, like, what an absolute and undeniable treat 😍so alec is working on his PhD, and GAing for an Anthropology Prof, and his life runs perfectly messy and perfectly boring, until said Prof has a heart-attack, and a replacement must be called in, which means one M.Bane must put the research he is currently conducting in Costa Rica on hold, and come back to the University, to assume the workload for the rest of the semester. the way this author does malec, and tentative buzzing tension between them, and longing, is simply mouth-watering and delicious, i would read them endlessly, what a great great great treat of a story]

Reconciliation Trope

One Traveler, Long Stood by @thenorthfaceporn [the definition of top notch dumbassery - having had suddenly realized you’ve never actually recc’ed one of your fav stories. to be completely fair, the first time i’ve read it was while being sick with covid, so... not much of common sense was being had during that particular week, but nonetheless, absence of this rec is a crime: tis literally one of the best best thangs written in this trope, periodt. masterpiece no cap.]

Magical Realism AU

The Stair into the Sea by @poemsfromthealley [god damn this author for their sheer magnificence, it is impossible to not feel intellectually inadequate after reading their works, like, the quality of writing...??? how do you do dissssssssss *screams into the void* so this is set is some kind of AU, where Magnus is a writer, and he has lost someone long time ago, and now it is time for him to confront his past and deal with the grief. so he sets on the path to get to the bottom of the tragedy that took someone from him, and this is what brings him to alec....aggghhhrrrrr, my summary is all clumsy, but yeah, this here is one of the fandom’s best authors no cap, go read all their works asapppppppppp]

[f1nalboys]

tcm 2022 spoilers under the cut or whatever

- damn they rlly killed virginia 🧍🏼‍♀️ also i don’t like how they’re trying to frame dante wanting the flag down as evil :/ like ……………

- mel is so fucking annoying i’m sorry pls tell me she gets some type of character development bc rn i can’t stand her

-ooooh BUBBA JUST ANAPPED HIS FUCKING ARM IN HALFFFFFAND THEN STABBED HIM W THE BONE PLS!!!!! king <3

-ok i kinda like richter 😝 he’s a dick “i’m a texan.” pls fuck me

-sorry i was hacked

-nvm why is he giving this little girl a semi automatic rifle?????? especially when he now knows she fucking got shot in school?????? man ur dumb

-i literally don’t know the blonde girls name lol

-he’s wearing his mommas face how sweet

-richter is a lil cunt heheh but i understand heheh

-old lady sally is SEXY ngl

-love the little throwback to the og house hehehe

-see i’m literally just rooting for bubba again 🤷‍♀️ feels like that’s how i am in all the tcm movies besides maybe 2 bc i love stretch

-tell me they did not kick her out of her own fucking house PLSSSS

-THEY DID

-CUNTS! i hope bubba destroys these mfs!

-rip dante i guess, cant say i loved him

-i hate that mel isn’t gonna die soon i want her DEAD! NOW

-i like the twist on the old lady mask being his moms face tbh, i also feel so BAD for him rn man…

-ok since he was at the orphanage does that mean he was a child during the first movie??? bc that does make any sense to me……maybe i just don’t know timelines and i’m getting confused

-how is dante still alive lol

-short lived but now we got sexy hick richter on the case (next to die surely)

-fighting the urge once again to just go on wikipedia and read the plot but that’s on me

-CHAINSAW TIME BABEY!!!!!

-NOT HIS LEG GOING LITERALLY IN HALF SIDNIWHDHWJDH

-damn he was alive for such a short amount of time

-hate hate hate the cgi blood and gore lol

-SEXY SALLY

-why didn’t mel take richters gun? 🙄🙄🙄🙄

-LFNIWBDJSJEHE HE RLLT THREW RGAT FYCJUNG THING AT HER

-i love when a person is u der the killer and u can see the killers footsteps and shit idk why but it’s so cool

-is the sludge on her gonna be important

-just found out her name is lila LMFAO we literally have half an hour left in the movie idk how i feel abt it

-decapitation time

-‘u try anything ur cancelled bro’ HEJDISNDKNWDKJWJDJWJDJSJ this movies fantastic

-hehe man got cut in half

-aw this is reminding her of the shooting from school :( this is so sad

-lila best character besides bubba and richter

-you’d think someone would try, idk, breaking the fucking bus windows glass?

-or OPENING IT LIKE COME ON GUYS UR ALL FUCKING STUPID

-melody is so aggravating i’m serious y’all

-SALLYYYYYYYYYYYYY

-sally is so crazy i want her carnally

-she’s gonna die ain’t she :(

-i’ll admit whoever is playing mel sure can scream she’s got the final girl scream and cry on lock down fr

-aw bubba just misses his mom :(

-holy shit he’s huge i didn’t realize how big he was

-sally just shoot him pls like ????

-ok as long as he leaves her alone <3

-he can kill the others idc

-SALLY LAUGHING WHILE SHOOTING HIM

-bad fucking ass

-she’s totally dead isn’t she

-she was giving nubbins fr

-CAN TGEY HELP HER

-OH GOD DAMN IT

-HES CUTTING HER IN FUCKING HALF AND NOW THEY WANNA TRY TO HIT HIM W THE CAR

-fucking idiots

-sally’s like god damn it. i gave them my car and they fucked it up

-is melody gonna die <3

-lila is gonna shoot him or something

-lets go lila!!!!!!!!!!

-ok she’s actually so fucking stupid i’m serious lol

-rip a baddie :/

-the only person who deserves to kill bubba is sally 😐

-we all know they’re not gonna kill him bc more sequels bae!!!!

-these last 30 minutes have somehow felt longer than the entirety of the rest of the movie. like more has happened in 15 mins than the first hour

-what’s crazy is bubba legit wouldn’t have killed anyone if they didn’t kill his mom LMAO

-HELP HE TACKLED HER LIKE A LINEBACKER

-lila why would u stop fucking moving that’s so stupid

-HELP MEL IS ON HIS BACK LIKE A MONKEY FIENIDNWIDJ

-damnnn melody rlly gave him a lil uppercut w the chainsaw

-cant say how happy i am they didn’t make bubba skinny <3

-how is mel walking like a normal person after that also u wouldn’t be able to pry that fucking gun out of my hand empty or not

-the sun roof? rlly? lol

-HELOFNSJDBJSJSJSJD HE RLLY CUT HER FUCKING HEAD OFF LMFAOOOOOOOOOO

-girl boss bubba!!!!

-AHHH the og house <3

-hm. ok so i have mixed feelings.

i’ll make a post w the pros and cons in another post hehe

[balioc]

I saw Gods of Egypt when it came out in 2016. I remember having a very strong reaction of: Wow, huh, that was bad. That was bad in the specific way that fantasy movies always used to be bad, and mostly aren't any more. This is a throwback to a darker age of genre-fiction cinema.

Watching Morbius today gave me a very similar feeling. It's like a superhero movie from the late '90s.

The plot is perfectly comprehensible -- it's too simple to be anything but comprehensible -- but there's something very off about the pacing. It feels stutter-stop, like the transitions between acts aren't quite justified by the events or the dialogue. We're in Origin Story Mode, and then suddenly we're doing vampire horror, and then suddenly we're Stopping the Bad Guy; and each time it feels like someone's yanking on your arm, like the authors just threw up their hands and said "c'mon, you all know how this plot goes, right?"

Jared Leto is doing his best, but this version of Dr. Michael Morbius is not an entertaining character. His wisecracks fall flat, his emo brooding doesn't feel rooted, and he skips between principled do-gooder and hardboiled badass too cavalierly for either one to have any impact. Matt Smith is having a grand old time hamming it up as the villain, and watching him is indeed a delight, but..."the best thing about this movie is watching a too-good-for-this-movie actor ham it up as the villain" is definitely something that I associate with genre fiction movies of the bad old days.

Things get resolved with (essentially) a deus ex machina rather than a big thematic moment or even a clever reuse of something already-established.

(This is not even getting into theme and story-construction stuff, like "the love interest is definitely a Superhero Love Interest Girl of the old school, in a way that is very surprising to see in this day and age.")

Mostly I'm sitting here thinking...huh. This is a fucking Marvel movie that's completely lost its handle on all the polish-and-engagement technology that the superhero genre has developed over the last two decades. That sure is an interesting sign. I wonder what it portends.