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miss0atae · 1 year ago

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The Jungle - 12th Episode Review

We are already at the 12th episode of this series. This entire episode was a very long flashback and the next one will probably also be part of it. I feel like they should have shown it before. I guess we only got it now because all the others guys already have their significant others and it was time to really care about Pine and his tragic love story with August. It was hinted since the first episode but they kept us in the dark to save it until now. Anyway let’s review all of that.

At the beginning of this episode we find Pine who is celebrating with friends and he sees August for the first time at the RV before it became the real RV. August is leaving the place with a bottle and Pine follows her to the roof. She is seen to be on the roof ledge without her shoes so it kinds of imply that she could jump at any moment. It's already too messy and we are just at the beginning of this episode. Pine gets the same idea and tries to reason August to prevent her from jumping. I will sound like I’m always complaining but I already don't like her. Pine is trying to be nice and helpful but she seems quite rude and not very friendly. It’s never explained why she is on the ledge because on the next scene they are now drinking together at the bar and we learn he got fired from his job. They get into a deep conversation about how people judge you from superficial things such as age, education and gender. Pine is more optimistic than her and feels his next job will be a better one where he can show off his skills. She congratulates him. We get to learn also that she does what she wants and doesn't tolerate a lot of thing. After this short conversation, they kiss. I don’t know, it feels off. Pine was giving her soft gentle eyes (king of dove-eyed) so I guess it was a way of conveying his interest. They both go to the Jungle room to have passionate intercourse. Then in the morning she is leaving him and giving him money for the room and the condom. She really sees him as a one-night stand while he got really serious fast. I kinda feel bad for him. He was a naive boy, back then. Oh, she forgot her necklace. How convenient for the story. Pine’s look at this end of this scene says that maybe he is not that naive. I have mixed feelings.

What I find funny is that Hunter was already working there. XD Does this guy have any other activities outside of this bar? What's his deal? Does he live in the bar? Is his room next to the Jungle room? I’m more fascinated by him than anyone else. I want his backstory! Well, Pine is still looking for August and he is questioning Hunter to get more info. He also have his first encounter with Phethai who mocks him because he can’t find August. They started their relationship off on the wrong foot. Phethai comes of as a bit cocky. The next day, Pine is starting his new job and discovers that Phethai is an actor because his face is on a poster. At the same time, Hack is also watching the same poster. This is the first encounter with Hack. They don't like Pethai very much. They mostly sound extremely jealous to be honest but why not. Pine has a small conversation with Hack and we learn that he is an application developer. I never thought it would be his job. In the first episode, I thought he was in the mob. I was so far away from the truth. They also meet narcoleptic Nathee (this guy in his day version is always sleeping). They all go in the same elevator because all of them are working at the same company. The world is too small.

At that point I didn’t think that this episode would be a flashback and I hoped that we could finish it quickly so we go back to my girl Florence. I was waiting for the consequences of saying Nathee was her boyfriend and the proposition of Posh but I never get what I want in this series. Anyways, Pine arrives at his desk and it has a message on it "burden", "Some task". Turns out it was a joke from his coworkers and he gets a welcome from the all department. After that he will meet all the big shots from the company. On the way to the meeting, his new coworkers are already gossiping about “the witch” which is someone they don't like and we know already, thanks to the preview that it's August. I'm not a fan of gossiping at work but really she gave that impression when we first met her at the bar. It is not very surprising that her employees don’t really like her and are talking behind her back. She is indeed not the nicest person. Pine meest Kanta the boss of this company and he looks like a jerk already (He gives off major villain vibes). Surprise! Of course, August is here. Pine and her look at each other for a very long time. It’s awkward. Pine seems happy but she is not in the same mood. I feel August is a copy-paste of Sam from Gap the series. Pine proposes something to solve the problem of their new project and he uses her own words to convince them, so she can't really refuses. After the meeting, he meets her in the stairs and tries to engage the conversation, but she is not into it and leaves quickly. Pine is not ready to understand that she is not interested because he himself is into her.

We get the famous milk product placement with Nathee and Hack who tries to grab the same bottle but ends up choosing a different one. I have to admit sometimes I just want to buy it to see how it tastes but I'm sure I would be disappointed because it's just regular fruity milk and I don't even like milk. Again, the coworkers are gossiping about August. Pine defends her because he has a crush. He kinda looks cute being in love. He looks better than his present version. I don’t really like Off that much but he is kinda good at giving this soft sweet face that makes you think he is in love. I don’t know if I explain it propely. You know what I mean? Hack and Nathee are already suspicious about Pine and August because of the way Pine acts. Granted he is not very subtle. At the same time, August is painting at work and Kanta interrogates her about Pine. He warns her not to get involved again with him. He wants no troubles at work but she reminds him he shouldn't ask her that when he also got something with his secretary. Well, so they are both players. Good for them! Hack and Pine are again at the RV (which is not yet the RV, but you know). How can they go out every night? Are they not tired at work? Hunter is still serving drinks and Pine notices August is also here. He goes after her to give her necklace back. Pine would like to do it again with her but she doesn’t want because now they are working at the same place. He tries to convince her but it's not working and she leaves again. She is always leaving him. Get the message!

Back at work, everyone is trying to reach Pine for the project but he is not answering. This could be a problem because the client is already here. Turns out, Pine was already in the meeting room and ready to present the project. It was a success and they are again drinking at a bar (How many times now?). Those guys must have a strong liver. They discuss their work but in the next day when Pine arrives at his department, he discovers that a rival company launched his project. Someone uploaded it on the dark web xD. My gosh, it sounds so stupid. It's just an app. Why make it so serious? Who would be stupid enough to upload that on the dark web but make it easy to track it down. It would have made more sense, he someones just gave away or sold the data but no, let’s use the dark web! We don’t have to be Sherlock Holmes to know that Pine will be the first suspect. They have a meeting to find who is the culprit. It was certain that they would put the blame on Pine. Kanta insists a lot so I think he is the one who did it. Pine gets angry and of course he got fired. Hack and Pine met August while they are leaving the building. She understands his anger because she also feel that it's weird and tells him to wait until Kanta's anger reduce. Pine wants to see August again but it’s still a no for her. The next scene is again at the bar (how many times have we been there in this episode?) where Pine is being drunk. Hack wants to know when he met August because Pine admitted he loves her. Nathee is also here. They don't remember that he was working at the same company. He helps them discover the truth. It takes ages just to say that it was the head of the developers department. I forgot about him but it’s true that he was suspicious at the meeting. When he understand that they discovered he was involves, he runs and they go after him.

Outside of the building, Phethai has finished his concert and he is going to his car. The head of the department takes a taxi and Nathee, Hack and Pine gets into Phethai’s car. He never asked anything and those three used him as a taxi driver to follow the guy. I'm still sure Kanta is behind all of this and used the head of the department. The four Jungle men reached their destination which is a creepy warehouse. Three men are waiting for the head of the department and we could say they are his reinforcement. They will have to fight! I found that funny that Nathee, Hack, Phethai and Pine would be good at fighting. It makes no sense since they are not real fighter and their job don’t really have anything related to fighting. For the first time I was surprised because we saw that they indeed weren’t all that good. Hack is particularly terrible. Pine is running after the head of the department who fled the fight. Nathee is actually good at fighting because he helps Hack. We also get to see the twins who are here too playing with knifes for no reason.. Nanfah shows off by throwing his blade in the leg of the head of the department, slowing him down. Are they here to steal something? I mean, why are they in this warehouse? Phethai stops the head of the department before he leaves and Pine misses the car with the real culprit inside. Now, all the Jungle are reunited at the same place and that’s the end of the episode.

So this was the origin story of the Jungle and it was bad. Sorry I'm not convinced. Why would all these guys gets united and become a group of playboys after that? This is not making any sense at all. Does anyone have a good explanation? It was so anticlimactic. I expected more from their origin story. We still don’t know why they get tied up with Hunter and the RV. Why re brand the bar to become the RV? How is it tied to August? I can’t believe they became friends like this. It leaves us with more questions than answers.

#thai series #gmmtv series #the jungle the series #my review #So disappointed by this episode #I wanted to see Florence #The pacing is still atrocious

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hrh-the-royals · 2 years ago

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Day 4; The Royal Dinner

Windenburg Times

The four day State Visit has finally come to an end. For four days, the our royal family hosted the royals of San Sequoia. During this visit, the royals attended events, spent time with family and once again made our country proud. At the end of the event, the royal family released the picture above.

The dinner started off with a speech, made by King Louis. It was said that this speech focused on the close relationship between the two countries. While the Garden Party speech also made reference to family bonds, the King kept the focus on the country this time around. He was also followed by King Otto, who gave his own speech, speaking of the love he had for Windenburg.

After speeches and dinner, the royals and guest attended a small reception in another hall.

(Pictured above; Queen Josephine, King Otto and Duck of Rocksavage in conversation.)

Members of the royal family made sure not only to cater to the guest but each other. It seemed as if the Queen and King Otto, had a friendly time. “It seems as if King Otto was really fond of Queen Julia, as a father of one strong woman, he was most likely impressed with the Queen.” It was also said that the King had also taken a liken to Luca.

(Pictured above; King Louis, the Princess Royale and Crown Princess Colette)

It also seemed like the Crown Princess Colette had taken a liking to the Princess Royale. “The King wanted to speak to Crown Princess Colette about having the Princess Royale stay in San Sequoia for sometime, it would be a great way for her to study and get some real life experience, the crown princess seemed open to the idea.”

(Pictured above; Crown Prince Levi and Crown Prince Luca)

The Crown Prince and Prince Luca were spotted chatting away, the two seeming to be at ease, despite rumors about a rift. It seemed like the two were like their younger selves, sticking to each other. That being said, one well-place source as refuted that idea. “When it comes to work, the boys will get on but in private? Crown Prince Levi blames Luca for bringing Noelle into their lives. It’s also upset him that Luca hasn’t redirected King Otto’s attention to the heir. Normally, he would shy away but it doesn’t seem to mind taking up King Otto’s time.”

(Pictured above; Duchess of Albany, Crown Princess Eleanor and Queen Josephine)

We also saw the leading ladies of the Monarchy chatting together. The Duchess of Albany, found herself telling the two senior royals about something funny that happened during the dinner. Both Eleanor and Queen Julia looked at her fondly. “The Queen was unsure about the Crown Princess family at first, they seemed to want to ease and take a different approach to royal work but in recent years, Julia has seen a chance. She thinks of Miliana as a daughter very fondly, a good girl who doesn’t make much fuss. And Crown Princess Eleanor is the jewel in her eye, she’s happy that Levi married well and he’s found a wife who can take on the job. For a commoner, she’s done extremely well.”

(Pictured above; King Otto, Queen Roa and Duchess of Rocksavage)

But it was the Duchess of Rocksavage that stole the show, or so we heard. International outlet, GV Buzz posted a cover of the Noelle before we could even get this story out. That being said, it doesn’t seem as if the they’re far off from the truth. In the photo above, it seemed as if the Duchess captured the attention of both the Queen and King. Laughing at the joke. One attendee told us, “Honestly, Noelle was shining. I don’t know what it was, unlike the others she was decked out in big jewels but my eyes kept going towards her. Not just me. Even doing the speeches, I kept seeing people sneak a glance at her.”

Although the Duchess can’t be blamed for the cover, those in the royal household are a little miffed. “This was also the Princess Royale’s first stat event but she was regulated to page six. While Noelle can’t be blame for the cover, she could’ve tried to down to dial herself back. Once again, she found a way to make it about her. The way people looked at her, as if it was magic.” A dig at the fact that the Duchess might be using her powers to pull people in?

A friend of the Duchess pushed back. “To imply people only like her because of magic...it’s very telling. It’s also telling that she’s being blamed for doing too much, Noelle wasn’t even given her wedding tiara to wear but a small one with a tiny jewel. She can’t help if people want to speak to her, she did her best and she’s been doing her best. It’s also sad to see staff of the family running to the papers while the family are silent about the abuse that comes towards Noelle. Why can’t they focus on the fact that the visit was a success?”

Indeed, the dinner was a success. It seems that relationships between the royal families are going perfectly well but the relationships in the royal family? It’s a little hard to tell.

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i’m glad someone said it, no one would pay attention to noelle if she wasn’t a spellcaster

are we still blaming women for being charismatic?

her pictures are the most stunning

some of you should look up the tiara she is wearing...this was a snub by the family

i think crown princess eleanor really is an example, noelle would do well to follow it

i hope luca is really thinking over his choice of a wife...the queen should’ve guided him better

julia is so pretty...but if we’re going to fund her, she shouldn’t taken care of for a vacation in san sequoia, it’d be good if she goes to an local school and support her country

it must be so hard for the king and queen, their youngest son married an attention seeker

well, it’s good that josephine isn’t his mother, that honor goes to Lena, Levi should remember that more often

#hrh.wettin #hrh.sorensen #sims 4 royal #royal simblr

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thatone16216 · 29 days ago

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I love that people act like my taste in guys can't change and if I like ONE guy who doesn't fit into the non-existent "type" they've labeled past crushes as there's something wrong with me.

And there are different categories to this too. I'm not talking about my best friends who basically make fun of it, but I'm talking about people who I know and am "friendly" with who have known of past relationships and crushes and when I mention a new guy they get all weirded out.

The guy I like is a natural blond. I have never really liked blonds. I think it's mostly bc all the blond guys I knew were always kind of a copy/paste of each other personality wise but I digress. When I first told one of my best friends I liked the guy I like, she looks at me and goes, "Bree. He's a blond." And we basically turn that into a joke. Just her pointing out that he is, physically speaking, not my "type". Which is true. He isn't. But I also never really had a set "type" so I'm not entirely sure if he really doesn't fit it or not.

I was talking about him the other day with my cousin. Now, me and my cousin don't like each other, but we're civil when needed. She has a habit of trying to take the guys that I like (largely the reason we don't get along) but now that we're both adults and in separate colleges and such I thought telling her about him would be harmless, bc it's not like highschool where if I liked a guy she could easily find him (plus my crush is 6 years older than us and hates posting on social media and answering messages from people he doesn't know so how could she POSSIBLY meet him short of transferring to his college in his last semester and being in his classes)

Anyways, so I tell her about him and show her a few pictures of him and she looks at me and goes "but he's not your type." I laughed it off thinking she was joking, but she just sat there repeating herself. So then I ask what she means and she goes "but he's not your type." I asked her to elaborate and she goes "he's a blond, he doesn't have abs (one of the pictures was from a MMA tournament so he didn't have a shirt on), and he has a goatee. Plus, he has a nose stud"

I have never once said I didn't find any of those things unattractive, I just have never really been attracted to guys with those features. Yes, I have liked guys with abs to some degree (I've mostly liked football players and body builders so they're in the gym a lot), but that doesn't mean the fact that he doesn't have a set of chiseled abs is a turn off for me. Most guys I've liked have always had small starter mustaches bc they're my age and when I liked them were still going through puberty, which is why they don't have facial hair, and just bc I haven't liked blonds before doesn't mean I don't like them now???

And the nose stud. That's just one of the many things about him that makes him unique. And aside from the fact that he's blond and has facial hair, he does kind of fit into my type physically. I mean, he's really tall (6'3), and he has tattoos (which I LOVE). But he also fits into my "type" more than just superficially.

He's funny

He's a sweetheart

He's strong (mentally AND physically)

He's EXTREMELY protective

The two most important things in his life are his mother and his dog (that dog is his baby and I love it)

He's great with kids (as someone who wants to be a mother one day that is an extreme green flag)

He always knows how to make me feel better about a problem I'm having and always has advice for me

He's one of the most giving people I've ever met

Most importantly, he's had a ton of shit to deal with in the past couple of years, and he looked himself in the mirror and decided that he wanted to change and be the best version of himself he could be. And there are many other things about him that I love

Most of the guys I've liked or dated in the past turned out to be either complete douchebags or better friends than boyfriends. If the guy I like now doesn't fit into that category of "my type", maybe that's a good thing.

But my cousin sat there acting like the fact that I like this incredible human being meant there was something wrong with me, and it pissed me off. We're both 18. I've grown and changed since we graduated highschool a few months ago and I know I will grow and change a lot more on the years ahead of me too. Maybe things won't work out with this guy (If I DO confess, which will be in a year or two if I still like him), and maybe I might move on to someone else who isn't "my type", but to sit there and act as though me growing as a person and developing feelings for someone I would be thinking of a future with long-term instead of the "fun party boys" I've liked in the past means there's is something wrong with me is ridiculous.

And she wondered why I was reluctant to go out for lunch today

#Just one of the many reasons I don't speak to her side of the family #just thinkin #personal rant #Sorry I ranted again I'm just mad

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vitos-ordination-song · 2 years ago

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My aunt was honestly good to me in many ways. But when I got away from my family it’s not like I could keep contact w her. She always defended my parents, repeating my mom’s line about how hard her life was. The funny thing is, my mom disdains her like nothing else. She’s my dad’s sister and she had a drug problem for a while/is kinda weird. Mom shit talked her all the time growing up but acted nice to her face. I never told my aunt about it, lol, but it woulda been funny if I did.

It’s also like… yes I appreciate that she did stuff for me. She was the family member most there for me during difficult times in my life. Even tho my mom was the one who suggested I work with her, she got jealous of how close we were… But she’s still a member of my family. She’s not a Christo-fascist, she’s more of a libertarian doomsday prepper. The real problem with her is that she not only supports child abuse, she finds it funny.

This is a thing in a lot of different communities but it was always p malignant in my family. Jokes about ass beatings and kids knowing their place. In general an environment of extreme subjugation, repression, overwork, and punishment for kids. It was basically a crime to think for yourself or develop a personality separate from the family system.

My aunt used to joke about how her father beat her when he found out she had a boyfriend at age 13. “He picked me up by my ankles and just went to town!” Hilarious. “But your father got beaten a lot more than me.” Well great, he carried on that legacy in our family too, hitting my brothers but not me or my sister. He was also really weird about me potentially dating. Normal stuff.

One of the worst memories I have is when I was traveling with her to work at a summer camp. We stopped with friends of hers. As far as I understand, they were friends of my cousin first, and then my aunt became their friend because they all did drugs together. It was a young couple. They had me help out at their “day care.” There’s no way it was licensed, probably a place where poor ppl dumped their kids. Run down, not air conditioned room. I was the only person who interacted with the kids, who were all under the age of 5. They turned on some adult action movie and left it at that.

The husband was kinda quiet, a stoner. The wife was friendly but edgy. They had a lot of kids, some from a previous relationship of his. The oldest boy was 7 or 8. He was also quiet, and sweet. The night we stayed there, his stepmom got mad at him for no reason and beat the shit out of him, savagely. There’s no way it didn’t leave bruises and possibly it made him bleed. He was crying and crying.

My aunt didn’t say anything about it and the next day we left like nothing happened. I was 17, I didn’t know the address of the place we were staying, even. If that happened in front of me today, maybe I’d report it, tho I don’t know what good that would do. It’s really stuck with me. As much as I like my aunt, how am I supposed to be around her when she’s like that and was willing to expose me to that situation when I wasn’t legally an adult?

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capn-rikshu · 2 years ago

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Wheeljack is a Dead-Beat Dad but he’s trying [EARTHSPARK THEORY]

Okay this is kinda a little theory of mine so sit and listen to me analysing whatever this bearded Southern bot says and how he could effect the protentional TFE Ratchet and Grimlock characterisation in the future.

When Wheeljack meets Twitch in ‘Traditions’ we see that he is pretty friendly and warm towards her. But at the second Twitch calls him her dad he is extremely adverse and tries to leave her. He tries to let her down slowly before just zooming away.

Twitch is of course upset by this.

Twitch finds Wheeljack again and this time she brings him one of the arachnamechs. We see Wheeljack give her a chance and helps her unlock hidden weaponry, he invites her on catching arachnamechs with him. We also see him be more open to being called ‘Dad2′, but he still doesn’t seem to like being touched.

There is a scene of them training and bonding with each other with Wheeljack helping Twitch out with her newfound weaponry. Overall both of them have a lot of fun.

After, Twitch and Wheeljack have a little spark-to-spark talk about traditions. Wheeljack comforts her on her confusion. We see that he can be quite fatherly.

Later a swarm of arachnamechs attack them and Wheeljack pushes Twitch away to safety. Even with little time with her he cares about the Terran.

The two of them work together to defeat the arachnamechs and Wheeljack congratulates Twitch.

Twitch reaches out for a hug, but very coldly, Wheeljack ignores her.

Twitch says to Wheeljack, “I guess this is goodbye, huh?” And he just hums in agreeance but he glances back at her. Seeing how sombre she seems he cheers her up by declaring to her that they’d make mechanical spider hunting their own tradition.

Twitch jumps up and gives him a big ol’ hug and he accepts it with a smile on his face. ❤

Finally in the end we see Wheeljack finally embrace Twitch’s name for him - ‘Dad2′

And he honestly looks to be happy.

That was my analysis now moving on to my speculation:

At the beginning Wheeljack didn’t like being called ‘Dad2′ but why is that? I believe it could be a subtle hint towards his backstory: his past with Ratchet and Grimlock, both characters we see in the retro-themed war story. (With Grimlock potentially getting his own toy later in the line).

Ratchet and Grimlock are both characters that can be associated with Wheeljack in past incarnations like in the G1 cartoon. Ratchet and Wheeljack had built the dinobots together on Earth in the cartoon, technically making them their parents (a thing that the fandom loves to joke and play with).

So what if the reason Wheeljack doesn’t like being called ‘Dad2′ is because it reminds him of his failure as a father to Grimlock? Him and Ratchet could also have a very strained relationship because of that. This in turn makes Wheeljack a dead-beat dad to his son Grimlock.

Grimlock would be a Cybertronian born on Cybertron (explaining why we see him on Cybertron in the semi-flashback) he would be taken up and raised by Ratchet and Wheeljack. Wheeljack wouldn’t be a very good father, he would rather focus on his scientific work than him. This makes Grimlock feel insignificant. Ratchet would argue with Wheeljack about and this puts a strain on their relationship. After the war Wheeljack would part ways with Grimlock and Ratchet and would work with Optimus and Elita-1.

Wheeljack is a good person at heart but he is ashamed of his past mistakes and he does not want to be reminded of it by Twitch calling him ‘Dad2′. In the end he does embrace the title after bonding with her, maybe Twitch gave him hope of starting over and reconciling with Grimlock and Ratchet. And again - he is still good at heart.

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That is my theory from what I’ve gathered with bit and pieces of the so little time spent with Wheeljack. The funny thing is that months ago I made an outlandish theory with zero evidence of Ratchet and Wheeljack having a strained relationship. I wanted Earthspark to explore different kinds of family relations, the good and bad.

This theory might not come true but there is no loss in thinking and analysing characters.

#transformers #earthspark #tf earthspark #tfe #tfe twitch #wheeljack #ratchet #grimlock #thrash #twitch #maccadam #theory #long post #speculation

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autisticaradiamegido · 2 years ago

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day 309

no actually i wont stop inserting my blorbos into other properties.

anyway.

i saw hadestown on tour this summer and im never going to emotionally or spiritually recover. and i have a lot of thoughts about this au!! long-winded rambling under the cut

so casting: Orpheus: Jade Eurydice: Aradia Hermes: Rose Hades: Jane (Crockertier mode, primarily) Persephone: Roxy The fates are representative of like. Aradia's ghost voices. I don't super know how to convey that visually. ANYWAY!! I just think that the dynamic between Orpheus and Eurydice in the way Hadestown tells their story gets very much to the heart of what I think is so interesting about AraJade, and that's the like.... Conflicting worldviews they have. I think that conflict, despite frustrating them at times, is part of what pulls them toward each other. Aradia (and Eurydice) are like... Kind of tragic characters! They have been through a lot, and while Aradia is very positive, and Eurydice is prepared to crack jokes, their worldviews boil down to "The universe is uncaring, and fate bears down on us no matter what choices we make. But FUCK it, I am going to live anyway. I'm going to do whatever the hell I have to do to keep going as an act of rebellion."

Jade (and Orpheus) however, still manage to be optimistic, not just about their own prospects, but about the world. When problems arise, they're not just going to ignore them and try to press on as things get worse. They're going to try to solve the problem! They're going to put that responsibility on themselves. It might speak to a level of overconfidence, or naivete, sure. But it also speaks to an overabundance of compassion for the people around it. They're not just going to fix things for themselves, but for everybody.

So when they meet, and Jade says "YES the world is difficult, the seasons are wrong, the world is out of tune, but I am going to write a song that will fix it." Aradia is understandably skeptical! She doesn't believe it until Jade shows her proof that her music has some otherworldly power (which. shakes her worldview obviously and she kind of fucking LOVES that?) But Rose (Hermes) says this girl will make her feel alive again, and to Aradia, "that's worth a lot" Speaking of Rose, idk. I was torn on who to put in Hermes' place. But Rose is established as both a Seer, and a storyteller. To repeatedly narrate a story whose tragic ending she's already seen play out a thousand times, just because it's beautiful and hey, maybe it'll turn out different this time (even though it never has before.) IDK ITS JUST A ROSE VIBE 2 ME! Plus Hermes has a friendly relationship with Orpheus, he wants him to succeed, but he's also not afraid to pull punches when criticizing him. I think that's a good dynamic for Rose and Jade.

I also waffled around for a while about Hades and Persephone, but in the end Persephone really HAD to be Roxy. It's not just about the alcoholism recovery arc they both share, it's about Persephone as a daughter missing her mother, and as a figure known to everyone around her as funny and generous and just kind of this universally-beloved figure who behind the scenes is REALLY struggling to cope with her own emotions. The Roxy vibes are truly off the charts. So given that, Jane made the best Hades, I think. Jane as Hades isn't the MOST compelling matchup in this to me, but I think she fits into the role well enough. First off, she really DOES love Roxy. But as they drift apart over time, and in the absence of any other real positive influences, she just kinda... Falls into the capitalism thing a little too hardcore. She misses Roxy and maybe to start with she really DOES think that if she can make enough progress in her work that it will impress Roxy enough to maybe stay a little longer than usual, but well. Industrial progress is not what impresses Roxy! And Jane is.... A little stubborn about her worldview, and has become extremely busy with her work, and doesn't really pay close enough attention to Roxy's feelings to notice all that, so. Things decay rapidly, and it becomes a point of conflict between them. But in the end we DO get to see them taking the first steps towards resolving things. Because frankly I think they would! They just care too much about each other at the end of the day.

Anyway listen to the Hadestown soundtrack if you haven't yet, please, I'm fucking begging

#day 309 #year 3 #aradia megido #jade harley #arajade #homestuck #hadestown

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usetheeauthor · 2 years ago

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The Satanic Panic III +18

Devil!Perv!Eddie Munson x Witch!Sinclair!Reader

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Summary: You learn the story of how Eddie became the devil. Now he rules over you as your Dark Lord who, by the way, has a lot of fans. Also, you, Eddie, and his gang conduct a séance.

Word Count: 4.7k+

A/N: This was a gonna be long one so the next one chapter will be a continuation of the séance. There are some Eddie/Reader dynamics in this as they are exploring their relationship more. There’s even some hints of Steddie in this. I enjoyed writing this chapter and I hope you guys enjoy reading it.

Warnings: blood/blood drinking, occultism, cults, Steve being a devil worshipper/cult leader, spit kink (magic transfer), sexual tension, if you squint perv!Eddie, religious themes, blasphemy, brief steddie kiss/steddie moments, smoking herbs

III. The Séance Pt. I

“You’re who now?” You were dumbfounded.

“Ya know, the Devil. Satan. Beelzebub. However you wish to call me.”

You stare hard at him before bursting into a fit of laughter. “T-that’s r-really good,” You tried speaking through your giggles. “Possibly the funniest joke you’ve said since I’ve know you actually.”

“First off, ouch! I think I’m pretty damn funny. Secondly, how the fuck do you explain all the teleportation I just did?”

“I don’t know maybe I’m having a fever dream right now. In fact, I’ll go right back to bed and when I wake up, this will all be a dream.” You tried to head back to your bedroom, but your feet stayed planted to the ground. You lifted your legs, twisted, shook left to right but you wouldn’t budge. You look over to Eddie who donned a toothy grin.

“How are you doing that?”

“I told you. I’m the—”

“Impossible!”

“Would you like another demonstration?”

By the looks of his mischievous smile, it was probably in your best interest to say no. “How did it happen?”

“A good friend told me showed me the dark path.”

*flashback to a year ago*

Eddie’s escorted into the psychiatric facility, walking passed the prisoners that will soon be his neighbors. He put on a brave face but deep down he was an absolute wreck. Eddie wasn’t a fighter. He liked music and had nerdy interests like D’N’D. If there was anything he learned from his father, who’d been in and out of jail, is that he couldn’t show himself as weak especially if he’s the newbie.

Life wasn’t easy in the ward. Eddie fought constantly for his life, learning how to fight and make weapons for himself. He’d held his own in these fights. But how much can you really fend for yourself against a group? They called him “the fish”. That’s what they usually call the new kid on the block.

Yet Eddie would once again earn his title as “The Freak”. It all began the day Eddie was moved to a different cell block and he met his new cellmate, Steve Harrington.

Steve seemed like a well-composed fellow. A man only a year older than the metalhead. He is cool, calm, collected and extremely charismatic. So charismatic that even the correctional officers had a friendly relationship with the man. So what was he doing in such a place like this? He’s a cult leader and his extreme ideologies have led people to commit organized crimes against humanity in the name of the group, The Children of the Dark.

At first, Eddie never spoke to anyone including his new cellmate. He’d stare up at the ceiling in his top bunk, while Steve would rant on his own about society.

“If people really looked…and I mean, really look at the world around them, they’d see the things they’ve overlooked their whole lives. People like us, though. We’re different. We see things that are out of the ordinary. Things we can’t explain. And what do they do to us for seeing it? We get locked away.”

Eddie’s eyebrows furrowed, wondering what he could’ve meant by that. Before he could come up with an idea, Steve continues.

“You’ve seen things, too. Haven’t you, Eddie?”

The eerie question hangs in the air. Eddie remains silent.

“These things they’re hard to explain. Now you’re locked away here for murder. A murder you didn’t commit.”

Now Eddie’s fully invested. He sits up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed to look at the cellmate. “What do you mean?”

“I’m saying you and I both know you didn’t kill that girl but you saw something that did. Am I right?”

“Y-yeah. How’d ya know?”

“Because… the Dark Lord told me,” Steve says, simply. “I’m the Dark Lord’s mouthpiece. He sees and speaks through me. My body is his vessel. All Children of the Dark are his vessels to use. And now our lord seeks you, Eddie Munson. He sees something special in you.”

“Dude, what the hell are you talking about? This whole ‘body is a vessel’ spiel is total horseshit. Called bullshit from the second I heard ‘Dark Lord’,” Eddie sighs, swinging his leg back on the bed and lying on his back once again. “You wouldn’t understand what I saw. Now that was real.”

“You mean, the Angel Bots?”

Eddie’s eyes bug out and he swallows hard. He turns his head to the side, eyes meeting Steve’s intense ones.

“I’ve seen ‘em, too. They only reveal themselves to those with spiritual eyes because they exist in a whole other realm. You’ve seen the angel bot because they’ve wanted you to see them. You’re seen as a threat. I can’t see your aura but I’m sure that it’s gotta be serious business if they hadn’t killed you yet.”

“Why haven’t they killed you? You’ve seen one. How are you still alive? Because I have the mark of Cain,” Steve rolls up his sleeve revealing a tattoo in the inner forearm. “The Dark Lord marked me which means they can’t hurt me.”

“Why’d he give you something like that?”

“To recruit members like you. The Angel Bots will probably come after you once again. If that fateful day comes where they find you, you’ll be dead meat. But…there’s a way you can be saved. The lord offers his mercy to you. You’ll be granted freedom if you accept his terms. All ya gotta to do is give your body to him. Be his to own.”

Eddie knew that this was madness but he couldn’t help his curiosity. “And how would I be granted freedom?”

“All I can say is, the Dark Lord will allow the evidence to go in your favor. After all, did you really think you’d be able to explain that hole through the roof of your trailer without sounding crazy? You can thank Him for his intervention.”

Eddie thought back to you. You’d told him that the hole in the ceiling had sealed magically. Whole time it was the devil himself.

“Don’t you want to avenge the girl of your dreams? Now is that chance, Munson. It won’t hurt to give yourself to the cause after all he’s done for you.”

“I’m in looney bin, man. What should I be thanking Him for?”

“For giving you another chance,” Steve answers. “Accept him and he’ll grant you the things you most desire. Is it power you crave? He’ll do that. Is it money? That’ll be no issue. Is it women? Men? Let’s just say they won’t be able to resist you.”

“You don’t look so glamorous. Well, aside from the hair, anyway,” Eddie says, gesturing him up and down. “The hell are you doing in a place like this? Where’s your lord to come and save you?”

“Thanks for the compliment,” Steve runs his hands through his hair. “If your ever in need of any hair tips, I’m your guy.”

Eddie stares at him, bored.

Steve laughs. “I’m here because I chose to be here. My mission was to find you. I’d say I did a job well done,” He smiles. “Honestly, it seems like it’s a lot sane in here than it is out there.”

“So, let’s say, hypothetically, if I were to take this offer, what would be the catch?”

“That’s the beauty of it, Eddie. There is no catch. All that He asks of you is that you remain loyal and devoted. And shall he call upon you, you must answer.”

“That sounds a lot like a catch to me.”

“Beggars can’t be choosers,” Steve shrugs. “Although, I’d make the decision soon. Your luck is running low. You won’t be so lucky the next time, they attack. Then, what’ll all this be for? No vengeance and dying knowing the whole town still thinks you’ve killed that cute cheerleader. That’s a shitty way to die if you ask me.”

Eddie speaks slowly; not sure of what he wants. “And if I do say yes, how does this whole body offering work?”

“Well, is that a ‘yes’?”

“It’s a ‘possibly’ if I know this isn’t going to hurt, at least.”

“It won’t hurt in the slightest, man. Come out of bed. I’ll show you how it’s done.”

Eddie hesitate, eyeing the young man who’s smile never falters. He reluctantly jumps from his top bunk, standing face to face with him.

“We’ll do the blood sacrifice. You’ve got a shank somewhere round here?”

“N-no.” Eddie’s eyes, shift back and forth.

Steve stares at him with an unconvinced look. Eddie sighs, pulling out the knife and plopping it into Steve’s awaiting hands.

“Relax, Munson. I’m not gonna tell anyone you’ve got a weapon,” Steve takes the knife, sliding it across Eddie’s thumb. Eddie hisses at the pain, noticing that he’s drawn blood. “My Dark Lord. Our Master. I offer you the blood of a willing brother. Ad profundis inferni. I offer him to you. His temple now yours to own.”

Steve brings Eddie’s thumb up to his mouth, drinking the blood flowing from it. Eddie, watches him in horror. Steve then proceeds to lock eyes with the shaggy-haired metalhead placing a hand at the back of his neck and pulling him in. Their lips colliding, catching Eddie off-guard but he doesn’t push away.

Eddie feels as if his very soul is being sucked from his body. He feels empty yet also whole. A tingling sensation coming over him. Then the pressure begins to feel so heavy that Eddie worried his head would explode. Hot, searing energy course through his veins. It didn’t hurt but it was so overwhelming that he’d pushed at Steve’s chest, breaking the kiss.

The look in Steve’s eyes indicated terror and concern. Eddie could feel the energy warp his perception of reality and time. Things feeling fast and slow all at once. He’d grown fangs, long fingernails like claws, his head feeling a heavy pressure as horns pushing through his scalp. Bones shifting in his flesh. This was beyond painful at this point. Eddie howls at the biting sensation.

When the transformation finally ceased, Eddie began to feel a strength and power he’s never known to exist. He looks at his appearance in the mirror. His eyes now a deep black.

“What’s happened to me?”

Steve approaches Eddie slowly; his heartbeat the only sound in his ears as he observes him. “Dark Lord?”

Eddie stares at him, confused why he’s saying it to him.

“You’ve consumed the devil and his divine energy. I don’t understand how this is possible but…you’ve become the Dark Lord himself.”

Before any protest could be made, Steve immediately bows down on his hands and knees. “He’s deemed you worthy of his power,” He rises his face from the ground looking up at the half-demon, half-human form. His hand to his chest. “From now til the end, I will serve you. I devote my life to you. Eddie Munson, Lord of the Dark.”

*end of flashback*

“He kissed you?!” You say, jaw dropping.

“I give you the full story of how I became ruler of the underworld, and that’s what you picked up from all this?” Eddie scoffs.

“Sorry, but to be fair, I’m really intrigued by this Steve dude. He really is charismatic.”

“Do you realize that I’m now a completely different person?”

“I wouldn’t use the words ‘completely different’ so lightly in this context.”

“Ash, will you please be serious?”

“Sorry, I want to but you’ve still got me planted to the ground like I’m some clothing store mannequin. Maybe ease up a little, will ya?”

He frees you from his control and you make your way over to him, arms crossed and observing his face.

So this was why you’ve been noticing changes in his behavior with each visit. “Do you feel any different? Aside from the cool powers. Are you still you? I mean, you sound like you.”

“I’m still me…I think. I have all my memories, I still enjoy my music, still have feelings and emotions. Not sure if the Devil was ever capable of that. But I also have new motivations and goals that I want to accomplish. That part I’m sure isn’t me but I need to follow through with them.”

“What motivations?”

“I need more followers.”

“You mean for like people to worship you.”

“I wouldn’t say worship per se. Maybe more like being a leader they can look up to.”

You nod. “Okay. Good luck on those endeavors.”

You turned away from him when you suddenly felt him pressed up against you from behind, lips brushing against your ear.

“Where do you think you’re going?” His voice is low with a dark undertone. “You didn’t think you’d be getting off that easy…did you?”

You look up at him over your shoulder, shivering at his sudden shift in presence. “What do you mean?”

He rest a finger under your chin, beckoning you to slowly turn and face him. “I want you…”

The finger under your chin began to trail down your neck, right against your pulse. He traces over the vein lightly. You were sure that he could feel your heart pounding at an alarming rate.

“By my side.” He finishes.

“By your side?” You echoed as if you were in a trance; eyes glossed over.

He nods, cupping your face in his soft, large hands and smiling warmly at you. “Yes, Ashley. I need you by my side. Devoted to me. Submitting to my every request. In return, I’ll give you what you most desire.”

“What I most desire?”

“Mhm. I can make you so powerful. Your family, too. All you need to do is announce me as your master, your king, your dark lord and you will never have to settle for less again.”

His thumb swipes over your bottom lip. You couldn’t think right for some reason. You clench your thighs together, a sudden ache between them. No way were you getting worked up by this guy. His aura does have a powerful effect on you but this is still Eddie we’re talking about.

“I want to lift my family’s curse. I want to have power.” You say, dazed.

He moves closer to you, lowering his face so it hovered inches away from yours. You look at him, doe-eyed.

“Then say the words, Ashley. Tell me that you are mine.”

“I-I can’t say it. I can’t belong to anyone.”

A deep growl rumbles within his chest. And for a moment, You were scared that he’d transform and reveal his full demonic form. “But you will,” His voice is darker, deeper. You couldn’t deny the butterflies that fluttering in your belly. “You must.”

“What if I don’t want that?”

He laughs. “You don’t get that choice.”

“Says who?”

“Well, I won’t force you but it looks like your body is speaking for itself,” He smirks, eyes raking down your frame. Goosebumps littered your skin; your hardened nipples present against your clad white tank top. “It’s calling for me, Ash. Begging me to feed it the power it so desperately needs. The question is, though, will you let it starve?”

You hadn’t realized you’d been holding your breath while he observed you until you let out a shaky exhale. “Oh, god. Please.” You weren’t sure what you were begging for.

“Not God. Me.”

“I want it, Eddie. So badly.”

“Then say the words.”

You inhale deeply then breathe out again. “Eddie…”

“Wait. I want you on your knees as a sign of your full submission.”

You roll your eyes. Was this really necessary? Nevertheless, you found yourself lowering to the ground eye never leaving his. “I, Ashley Vita Sinclair, announce you, Eddie Munson, as my master, my king, my dark lord. I offer myself to you and you only. Please accept this offering as my full submission to you.”

Eddie seems to be pleased with your prayer. Then, he tilts your head up higher, placing his thumb firmly under your chin. He tugs below your lip causing your lips to part slightly. “Open wide. Tongue out.” He orders.

What the fuck was he doing? Part of you wanted to get off your knees and give him a piece of your mind. The other part of you, however, was curious to see how this would play out so you obey.

“Ad profundis inferni.” He chants before sticking his surprisingly long tongue out. A line of saliva hangs on the tip of his tongue and falls onto yours, connecting the two of you indirectly. “Swallow.”

You do as your told swallow and break the line connecting you to him. You feel different. A new sense of energy flowing through you.

“Rise to your feet.”

You follow his command, watching him intently and waiting for the next step. He throws his hands up with a satisfied expression.

“You’re officially a part of my kingdom. Welcome, welcome.”

“That was…” You feel hypnotized before quickly reverting back to your usual wittiness. “Possibly the weirdest thing I’ve ever experienced.”

“A funny way of saying you liked it but okay.” He winks.

——

Once Eddie left, you’d made the initiative to test out your newfound state of magic. Reaching your hands out in front of you, you focus on the spell you’ve been trying to perfect for weeks. The Levitation spell.

“Vis intus esto meicordia levitatis.” You shout at the top of your lungs. When nothing happened, you were this close to going over to Eddie’s place to call him out. That was until you felt your feet slowly lift off the ground. You were floating in mid space; your long braids, floating and swirling around you. The hair movements resembling Medusa’s head of snakes.

You laugh at your success doing a backflip before slowly descending down to your rug. You’d actually did it! You knew you had to celebrate. Running up to your house phone, you dialed for your parents house waiting excitedly for an answer.

“Hello? Max?” Lucas answers in a hurried tone.

“Were you waiting by the phone the entire time?”

“Ash,” Lucas groans, annoyed. “Couldn’t you just call later. I’m kinda of waiting for a call from her and I don’t want to miss it.”

“It’s 9:35 pm. She ain’t gonna call you, buddy. Whatever you did to make her pissed off, all you gotta do is apologize and admit your wrong. Anywho…enough with the sisterly advice. I’ve got great news. Put me on speaker. I want everyone to hear this.”

“I’m honestly surprised you have any good news at all. Today was hell for me at school. Word went around that you’re a witness in support of Eddie and it made a lot of people angry. Now they’re taking it out on all of us.”

“What? That’s terrible. Are you okay? What about Erica? Is she alright?”

“She’s fine. You know her.”

You weren’t fully convinced that she was alright, making a note to come by and check on her whenever you had the time. “What about you, though?”

He sighs. “My team won’t even look at me. No one’s beat me up or anything but…it’s fine. Whatever.”

“It’s not fine. Ughh, people in this town are so frustrating. They don’t even understand what the hell is going on,” You squeezed your eyes shut, resting the phone against your forehead the bringing it back to your ear once more. “I’ll fix this.“

“How?”

“I don’t know how but I will. Nobody messes with my siblings,” You assured him before adding. “Except for me.”

He laughs.

“So is that why Max is angry with you?”

“No. She’s not angry. She’s just having trouble sleeping and I told her she can call me so we can stay on the phone until she sleeps. She’s probably asleep.”

“Don’t give up on hope just yet, lover boy. I think I might’ve been a little hasty. Give it until 10 maybe she’ll call. I’ll hang up and leave you at it.”

“Wait! You said you had some good news. What is it?”

“Oh, it’s just some candles I got on sale.” You lied. It was probably best to tell them another time.

“You called to talk about…candles?”

“Yeah, but, they were for a really good deal at Benny’s. I got to save 25% off.”

“Riiight. I’m gonna hang up now. I’ll be waiting for a call that actually matters.”

The phone clicks off. You let out a groan, slamming the phone back into its place. How in the hell were you going to fix this mess?

———

You stopped by your frequented herbal shop to pick up some herbs for Eddie who apparently needed the for something. This ‘Eddie being the devil’ thing was really starting to freak you out. He seemed to know more about occultism than you have your entire life!

It wasn’t lost on you that you were getting looks from people in public. You decide to brush it off; not letting them get to you.

You walk up to the counter and greet the store owner who’s son, Will, happened to be one of Lucas’s best friends.

“Good afternoon, Mrs. Byers.”

“Please, Ashley, you know you can call me Joyce,” She smiles. “What can I do for ya?”

“I need 4 grams of Ice Seed, 2 grams of Dream Turmeric, and 6 grams of Annaley.”

“Ooh, are we conjuring up a potion?” Joyce questions, jokingly.

You give a nervous laugh. “Just a self-care bath.”

“Self-care’s good,” She says, while looking for the exact herbs. Once she’s done, she hands you prettily purple bow-tied sack and book. “It’s on the house.”

“No, I can’t accept.” Herbs were hella expensive so you knew she’d be missing on a hefty profit.

“Trust me, Ash. You’ll need this.” She tilts her chin down, looking at you knowingly. “I know that people in this town have been a little bitchy because of your testimony but you still have me in your corner.” She winks.

You smile. “What about the book?”

“Keep it. It’ll probably have better use in your hands. I can’t figure out that confusing thing. Maybe you can.”

You look down at the leather book which had characters written in the front you couldn’t decipher.

Parking your car in the driveway, you made it to the location that Eddie specified. It was a home you weren’t familiar with. Just as you were about to head for the front door, the garage door lifts up and you stood watching until it revealed the devil himself.

“Who’s place is this? Don’t tell me pillaged a family of 4 for this.” You quip.

“Hardy, har, har. Will you just get in here already?” He have you in. “This is my friend Gareth’s place. Did you get the herbs?”

You held up the bag before following him. “Yep. What will we be doing with these exactly?”

“Oh, you’ll see.” He smirks.

“I don’t like that smile.”

You enter the home through the garage following him down to the basement. It was dark; dimly lit by candles around the room. His friends sat around a long rectangular table.

“Everyone, I’d like for you to meet Ashley, formally. Ashley, these are my buddies Gareth, Jeff, and…Steve.”

Your eyes widened as you glanced over at Steve. “Whoa, whoa. I thought this man was in prison for organized crimes?”

“Don’t be afraid, Ash. I don’t bite.” Steve winks. You seethe at the use of your nickname being used so soon and casually.

Eddie places his hands on your shoulders. “Simmer down, little firefly,” He takes the sack of herbs from your hands. “Go on and have a seat. The fun’s about to start.”

You sigh, grabbing a chair next to Jeff.

“No, you sit next to me.” He points to the front of the table where there’s a throne at the end. He takes your hand and you could feel your face getting hot as the group’s eyes were on you.

Your seated in the chair closest to him and across from Steve who flashes you a teasing smile. Eddie sits at his throne and begins the meeting.

“Could I just start by saying that I’m already loving the team we’re building so far? I know I haven’t actually recruited anyone yet but I really feel the love from you all.” He looks to the side him and sees your grumpy face; arms crossed.

Gareth speaks up, excited. “You’ve got plenty of people to choose from, Eds. Even with half the town against you, you have so many who want to either pick at your brain or give you—”

“Wait, so the people in this town have been dumping on me and my family since the trial but you’re getting the celebrity treatment?”

Eddie looks concerned. “People have been harassing you and your family for defending me.”

You nod. “Yeah. My mom’s been having a hard time finding another case to work on because no one wants to hire her after the loss. Lucas and Erica are getting bullied at school. And well, I guess my dad’s fine. He’s a cop so ya can’t really bully them.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, Ash. I didn’t know. Nobody’s said anything about it. Hell, I play D’N’D with Lucas the other day. He didn’t say a word. I’ll handle it for you. No one’ll bother you or your family again.”

“How?”

“Just leave it to me. Trust in your master.”

It felt weird having him say it in front of everyone since the only time you’d refer to him as that was when you were alone. You nod, trying not to feel the overwhelming sensation of wanting the ground to swallow you.

“Okay, fellas and lady, let’s begin the séance.”

The boys hoot and holler. Your mouth drops open. “I’m sorry. Séance?”

“Yep.” Eddie says, shrugging.

“As in communicating with the dead?” You further elaborate.

“Yeah.” The group speaks in unison.

“Oookay. I guess I could use even more excitement in my life.” You laugh, on the verge of a mental breakdown.

“That’s the spirit.” Steve says, patting your hand.

For a split second, Eddie looks between you two with a pissed expression. He composes him pouring the herbs onto the table. “This won’t be just any kind of seance. In true ‘Eddie’ fashion, we are going to smoke these herbs and then the heavy smoke with guide us. Then, we’ll be in contact with the land of the dead.”

“I’ve never gotten high before, Eds. What if I trip balls and get in contact like with my late grandmother, Pearl. She’s really Christian.” Jeff says, his tone high in pitch.

“I can hold your hand through it, big boy.” Eddie jokes, while rolling up the herbs.

“I got these herbs because you wanted to get high while simultaneously being in a séance? This is not how I pictured my Thursday afternoon.” You shake your head.

“What can I say? Spontaneity is the spice.” Eddie before holding up the joint to your face. “Will you do the honors and speak ‘the land of the dead’ spell onto the herbs?”

You look at him and at the guys, then back to him and whispered. “Eddie, they don’t know I’m a witch.”

“And they didn’t know I was the devil until just this morning. Well except, Steve. He practically knows everything. They don’t care what we are, Ash. They live for shit like this. Now will you please do the honors.”

“I don’t know that spell. I’ve never hosted a séance.”

“You know because you are an extension of me. Go on. Speak.”

You exhale, closing your eyes. “Quarta pars Ice Seed, medium pars Dream Turmeric, totum Annaley. Coniunge et fac unum. Iunge nos cum mortuis et separa a vivis.”

You opened your eyes and absolutely nothing happened. “You see I told you I didn’t know.”

All of a sudden, the herbs began to shimmer and glow and everyone stared at it in wonder. Eddie shooting you and I told you so look. “Quit doubting yourself all the time. You’ve got it.”

You really appreciated Eddie being so encouraging of you. You were so used to your shortcomings revealing themselves while attending your academy that you’d gotten used to expecting failure. But Eddie always show you how special you were even before he’d became the devil himself. You valued your unlikely duo of a friendship.

Eddie sparks up the joint. “Now, shall we begin with the séance?”

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IV. The Séance Pt. II

The Gang conducts a séance looking for answers but leaving with more questions. Also, Eddie’s getting really tired of your attitude.

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DID Movie Review

Facts -

Movie name: What if it Works

Date of Release: 2017

Fiction or Nonfiction: Fiction

Was there a diagnosis of DID? Yes, but in the movie she calls it Multiple Personality Disorder

Was the person with DID presented as evil for having DID? Nope!

Major Trigger warning list:

-Childhood Sexual Abuse(nonexplicit, but there is a flashback shown)

-Attempted Sexual Assault

-an emotionally abusive relationship/manipulation

-Nonexplicit sexual scenes

-Ableism(the main characters called crazy, insane, generally insulted for having obvious signs of mental illness)

-Sudden angry outbursts/yelling/swearing

Subjective Review(this is how I felt about it) -

Personal triggering scale from 1 to 10 (1 being not triggering at all, 10 being a badly overwhelming experience that might cause personal harm): 1-2, (the climax scene may be more triggering as there’s the attempted assault)

Personal relatability scale from 1 to 10 (1 being unrelatable, 10 being OMG THAT’S ME!): 9!

Personal avoidance scale from 1 to 10(1 being eager to get on with it, 10 being impossible to finish): 1

My interpretation of the media(Includes spoilers):

Have you ever wanted a movie on DID that took the disorder seriously, but was still fun and light and romantic? Well What If It Works is the movie for you, then. It’s non-triggering and warm and gently funny, but it also takes the severity of mental illness very seriously. Something I see lacking in a lot of mental illness media, of it swinging one way with the evil/scary route, or the other, where it’s portrayed as a joke.

Onto the plot!

Adrian is an.. Auto-technician of sorts(? He’s into cars and technology and combines them to go vroom vroom pls don’t judge my simple mind) and he has a severe case of OCD, where most his rituals have to do with being kept clean and an extreme fear of bodily fluids. His OCD symptoms ramped up to a debilitating degree after a harsh breakup, and he since won’t contact anyone and has a tendency to fall into his ways and keep to himself. He’s socially inept and it makes me think he’s neurodivergent in a way too

He runs into Grace, first with his car, and next when she(as G at the time) bursts into his therapy appointment, thinking he’s the therapist she’s meeting with, and dropping essentially her own meet-the-alters/list of her sexual escapades. Here she starts talking about her boyfriend Sledgehammer, who seems like a bit of a dick

Sledgehammer is the man G’s in a toxic relationship with, as well as the top dog of their street art group. He’s setting up to have an exhibition, with G/Grace’s artwork being the centerpiece.

When Adrien starts stumbling more and more into Grace’s life, he inevitably starts learning about her parts in a very casual and respectful way that I really liked. He mentions going on a research binge after Grace asks, ‘How do you know about Parts stuff?’ (I’ve yet to see another movie call them Parts :0 ) She feels a lot more relaxed around Adrian and tells him a lot about herself, including her inner world(!!! Again hadn’t seen this much in movies), what roles her parts play, as well as the earliest trauma she remembers(a CSA memory with her babysitter) I loved that he firmly told her it wasn’t her fault.

They have a brief scene where we learn that they’re both extremely touch-adverse after G comes out to try and seduce Adrian, possibly to scare him off. (Adrian’s extreme fear of bodily fluids, Grace’s extreme fear of affection). Even after his outburst and wanting to hide away, he offers to take her out on a friendly/sort of date.

The more Adrian wants Grace in his life, the more strides he makes towards healing. In turn, Grace finds she’s communicating more inwardly and getting more in touch with her parts. Neither party is reverting their mental illnesses overnight, but their great strides are something to feel pride for and its so nice to see!

As Adrian keeps coming into her life though, Sledgehammer starts getting more apprehensive about his girlfriend wanting to be around another man. An art institute in Edinburgh offers Grace an exhibition of her own through Sledge, but he denies it for her both to keep her for himself and make sure she can’t succeed without him.

Around the same time, tensions rise as Adrians ex girlfriend comes back to lay her woes on him about her going to be married. Her extreme insecurities have seemingly always lead to her actually encouraging his OCD behavior and ‘keeping him crazy’ to make her feel normal. Something something she’s getting something medical done and she’s using it as an excuse to come back into his life

Tensions rise, there’s an outburst, but Adrian and Grace are obviously falling in love and aching for eachother from their situations. G tries to break it off once and for all with Adrian by breaking into his home with Sledge to have ~the sex~ there, and it seems to be a breaking point for him and they stop talking

Until after Grace’s messy breakup with Sledge, who comes in a rage to her apartment and drags her inside to be assaulted. Adrien is in the middle of one of his rituals, and can’t make it out the door, so he takes his car and bursts through the wall to save her. She’s already knocked Sledge out, but the act of his heroism that he couldn’t make for his ex drives the emotional point home and they finally admit being in love with eachother and wanting to touch genuinely. We see them in the last shot holding hands :D

I wanted to write the whole thing out like this because there’s a lot I wanted to say about it! A lot of really great representation for mental illness and communication and healing and therapy, which is hard to find all in one movie.

I really loved that these two people with mental illness, even debilitating, are worthy of love and not being alone. The therapist gently guides them towards leaning more into their love and sexuality and insists its healthy to. Them both breaking free of their abusive relationships by their own strength but also for eachother, is extremely satisfying to see. You really end up rooting for them both and I love love love this movie!!

What they got Right in my opinion: Where to start!! Hmm

-Controversial take: I don’t think Adrian’s depiction of OCD is a bad one. Yes it does lean into the (sometimes seemingly nonsensical) cleaning trope, but it’s said that the director based his OCD off her brother’s own experiences. Personally, my sibling went through a really extreme phase of their trauma-based OCD that really mirrored this depiction as well, right down to the washing things to an extreme and wearing gloves and even changing their gloves every time they touched something. I don’t know enough about OCD, but I don’t think it’s fair to label it as inaccurate just because it’s an extreme case. Some people really are ruled entirely by their mental illness and that doesn’t make them less worthy of love or space to exist, even in fiction!

- Oh in the start of the movie, Adrian runs into a group of drag queens and even though he’s very inept in conversation, the drag queens are not shown to be predatory and not portrayed as a joke beyond Adrian just being really awkward around them(but we find out hes just an awkward around anyone really). I just thought that was really nice

- Grace calls her parts parts and I find that really neat!

- Grace describes having an inner world (A house, where she can usually see all the rooms(not all the time) and have a vague awareness of all her known parts. There’s a heart-shaped clock at the top, which gets referenced in her art and various panning through the film. Maybe related to loosing time when switching?)

- Grace has an awareness of her trauma and that she has ten parts, and none of this is explained explicitly and I find that really really refreshing. She’s been in therapy for a while, she knows where she’s at. The audience doesn’t have to be in on everything and that is so sooo cool!!

- Grace is working towards final fusion!!!!! It’s not something her therapisy pressured her to go for, but a clear choice that she’s been working towards over time. Mag-fucking-nificant I love it!!

-G is such a striking representation as kind of a persecutor-protector part, or at least a part who has ‘puffy confidence’(A term I coined for me and my friend, about parts who ‘puff themselves up’ to appear stronger and bigger that they are. Spike is like this too in the movie) Her hypersexuality is portrayed really well. I actually really liked how she went into how disgusted they felt afterwards in a very dissociated way? I 1000% have parts just like G.

-Grace’s touch adverse and hyposexuality felt really accurate too. The inability to be intimate or even want to be touched really hits home with me. I love that the costumes are very telling of how she’s doing. The more layers she wears reflects her comfort levels. They don’t immediately come off for Adrian, either, but instead in the end scene we see she’s wearing one of G’s layers too… ugh I could ramble on this for hours

-The substitute belief/symbolism that Little held about drawing red teapots as a means of communication was extremely accurate. I found it even more so as Grace talk about it bluntly like she knew at one point, then gets confused when it actually shows up in her artwork. Her amazing friend even suggests it’s a means of communication and I liked that a lot

-described coconsciousness!!! The fact that not every switch(in fact hardly any) are blackout amnesiac

-Not DID but I liked how they portrayed manipulation with the ex girlfriend and Sledgehammer. The need to make their partner small and trapped with themselves out of insecurity is classic abusive behavior and it was handled really well in two different ways

What they got Wrong in my opinion:

- I do think some of the OCD episodes were a bit ridiculous and Adrian shouldn’t have been surprised his car didn’t work after washing it very destructively. I can see the logic that drove him to doing it initially, but wouldn’t he knowwww afterwards? I think regre rather than surprise would work better?

- It’s called Multiple Personalities by the characters, but I almost wonder if this was a choice to touch base on what people know about the disorder more commonly and just move on with it rather than a misinformed choice, because the director herself knows it’s called DID.

Would I recommend this to someone with DID to watch?: YES!!!! Yes yes yes!!! In fact, I’d even recommend you show it so someone who you might want to tell more about the disorder but don’t have the words for doing so yourself. It’s a lot softer and easier to swallow than other DID media without making a joke of it

I would also recommend you listen to this interview with the director about her intentions with the movie, because they really come from a place of personal experience and absolute love and goodwill towards people with DID and OCD. You can listen to it >>Here<<

#what if it works movie #dissociative identity disorder #dissociative identity disorder media #otherwise specified dissociative disorder #actuallydid #DID in media #did movie #bunnidid reviews #sorry this one got a bit long i love this movieee #please watch this movie its rlly good!!#theres a free low resolution version on youtube and i believe otherwise on amazon? not sure #if you're looking for the Least Triggering Movie this ones probably it

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cupidbunny · 3 years ago

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College Kids

Context: Childe & you in college. You don't exactly pay attention to him but he sure does to you.

Tags; Childe x [implied] chubby!reader, implied/suggestive, fluff, slight slowburn, reader's a bit paranoid, Childe aka Ajax, implied fem/afab reader

A/N: Not Proofread!!

Going to college, you didn't expect too much. High school by itself was hell, so you spent a lot of time studying. But you would often go to the occasional parties with your friends, but avoided drinking there. You were often the designated driver, and you were too paranoid to take drinks. Weirdos these days. But, most of the parties were hosted by "Childe".

Childe, or Ajax, was the most popular dude on campus. He was extremely rich, handsome, and even smart. You shared some classes, and you could verify. He was also known for not taking relationships seriously, and you took notice of that quickly at parties. Or just in general. He'd often just mess around with the girls, sometimes the guys, but nothing was serious. So, you never really payed much mind to him. You would rather have a more serious relationship, and Ajax was definitely not someone on your list.

But you were on his. You two shared some classes, and sometimes he would just stare at you whenever you weren't paying attention. While at parties, he'd try to sneak a few glances to where you were, making sure you were alright. When it came to others, he always felt bored with them, like it was never enough. But you seemed different, despite just being a normal college student. That was when he decided that maybe he just wanted you to himself.

You thought it was odd when Ajax would randomly come up to you to start inviting you to his parties, giving a small wink when he left. He'd get you drinks at the party, making sure it was something you'd like, and would spend some time with you. You assumed he was being friendly, but then he'd run after you when class finished and would give you food he packed. Listening to your little conversations, finding out your favorite meal, and learning how to cook it.

This went on for a while. It started to become noticable, people spreading rumors and such. You were one to mind your business, so you decided to call Ajax to your dorm, hoping for him to be able to stop this. He came awfully quick, looking as if he just threw on some clothes and ran out the door.

"Hey, what's up!" He sat at the edge of your bed, leaning back onto his arms. He seemed so relax while you seemed so...worried.

"Well, I need to talk to you about...everything." You let out a small sigh, Ajax suddenly leaning forward. "I know you're being nice, but...I think it's a bit odd. You kinda act like you have feelings for me."

You let out a small laugh, hoping to hear him as well but was met with silence. He simply sat there, most likely to try and find his words. He didn't think you were this dense.

"Because I do have feelings for you, [Name]."

You two sat in another moment of silence, you mainly being left in a state of confusion. Ajax, the hottest man on campus, confessed that he had feelings for you.

"Are...you joking? If you are, it's not funny. We're adults." You folded your arms over your chest, still processing this.

"Of course I do! Why do you think I did all that for you?" His tone seemed more hurt as he got off the bed, stepping forward to hold your face in his hands. "I've had feelings since we had our first class together. Why would I ever joke about this."

Maybe it was his tone, or the seriousness of the situation but you were in a bit of shock. You weren't insecure by far, but this was Ajax. The man who had someone in his dorm almost every week. The man who had half the campus throwing themselves at him. He was quote literally known for not taking relationships seriously, who would blame you for being suspicious.

You laughed, gently taking his hands off your cheeks and holding them. "Ajax, I get what you're trying to do but I'll pass. You're really hot and all, but I'm looking for...something serious."

Childe stood in shock for a second. You thought...that he was just trying go get into your pants? He wasn't sure to feel hurt, insulted, or both. He took a deep breath, quickly shaking his head to clear his thoughts.

"What, no I'm saying I have actual feelings for you. I want to take you on dates and-" He cut himself off, dropping your hands and going onto his phone. "Let me take you on a date! I actually want to...have something so just give me a chance." He smiled, seeming as if he was already making arrangements.

Maybe he wasn't lying, or maybe you just fell for his little tactics. Either way, you agreed and he hugged you tightly, repeating that you wouldn't regret this. You sighed, hoping he was right.

He gave you the time and place, deciding to make the date tonight to try and show you he was serious. He ended up choosing one of the more expensive restaurants in town, not wanting anything less for you. When you arrived, you were in shock. You were expecting a date, but this felt like another level of luxury. Childe grabbed your waist from behind, moving you forward to go inside. You jumped for a moment but quickly realized it was just Childe.

When you two entered the restaurant, you never realized how Childe looked up close. He had a dull color of blue, but they always seemed to shine when he looked at you. He combed his hair back, probably trying to look fancy but you always seemed to like his fancy hair. He had freckles peppering his cheeks, and would actually blush when he noticed you just looking at him. He coughed, presumably breaking your thoughts as he pulled you along to your table.

"So, do you like it?" He asked the moment you two sat down, seeming a bit anxious. It was very last moment, so he felt a bit worried you might not like it. You just smiled and nodded, looking at the menu.

"Everything's so expensive. Are you sure about this?" You seemed a bit worried as you glanced up and he smiled, shaking his head. You returned the smile, going back to figure out your order. Childe just admired you, wishing he could hold your chubby cheeks in his hands again. He'd often spend a lot of time admiring you, but you were better up close. He snapped back when the waiter came back. You ordered something that caught your eye while he simply ordered his usual.

The rest of the night went oddly well. You learned more about Childe, how he's actually a bit of a family man and how rich he really is. He seemed so sweet, so caring as well. He would happily listen to you ramble about anything, smiling. You would blush, apologizing for rambling but he'd simply reply with, "that's alright, I love listening to your voice". He really did love listening to your voice, the way you'd hum, or squeak, or laugh. Every sound you made was like music to his ears.

He insisted on dropping you off, knowing it was already late as it was. You agreed, hoping into Childe's car. It was a Tesla, an expensive one. Youd didn't know much about cars, but this was definitely just as fancy as the restaurant. The ride back home was smooth, making idle chatter as Childe drove you home. It didn't take too long to get to the dorms, but he wanted to make sure you actually got home safe. He seemed happy with the date, humming as you unlocked the door to your dorm.

"I hope you liked our little date. And that it actually showed you I'm serious." He smiled, leaning against the door frame. You rolled your eyes at him, throwing off a jacket or coat you were wearing on the coach.

"Well, just take a seat on the coach while I change out of these clothes." You muttered, already itching to get out. They were too tight, in a way that bothered you. When you came out with more comfortable clothes, Childe was still on the coach, sprawled out in a more comfortable position along with his shirt off. You didn't notice it before, but he seemed to have bags under his eyes, looking much more tired. He noticed you in the corner of his eye and patted the area next to him. You laid down next to him, a bit scared to fall off the edge. He used his arms to wrap around you, holding you tightly as he buried his face into your neck.

"You'll be fine. Goodnight..." His voice faded off, falling asleep rather quickly. You didn't mind, quickly snuggling into his chest as you also drifted off to sleep.

Ever since that night, it seemed you two were official. Childe would spend much more time with you, balancing you and his regular life at the same time. You felt the same way and felt rather happy to be with him. He didn't try to push you, which surprised you a bit, and would make sure you were actually taken care of. He would often crash at your house after parties, or sometimes games to just cuddle with you. It seemed this relationship was actually serious.

After some time of dating, several months passing by, Childe had called you back to your dorm for something important. When you came, he was seated on the couch with a smile as he patted the seat next to him. When you sat down, he took a deep breath, trying to find his words.

"How would you feel about meeting my family?"

A/N; Slightly longer, and I kinda wanna do a 2nd part where you meet his family & such. It'll go more into depth about how his family reacts to chubby reader and the relationship.

#genshin x reader #childe #childe x reader #cupid.writes #tartagalia x reader #genshin ajax #ajax x reader #childe x chubby! reader #x chubby reader

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fangirleaconmigo · 3 years ago

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Hi, hope you're having a great day! I'm very glad you are so passionate about the books and are giving all those 'netflix only' fans, like myself, a chance for some deeper context and comparisons. You've talked some about the relationships Geralt and Yennefer have with Ciri and Dandelion. Is there a difference or a deeper relationship between Ciri and Dandelion in the books? Is he just her adopted father's friend or are they family in their own right? I've noticed the Netflix adaptation kind of makes a point of isolating Jaskier from all of Geralt's friends. No one seems to like him or respect him, if they can even stand him. It's very off putting. Then they hardly had the two interact so I'm worried it will be more of the same with his daughter, do you have any thoughts on that?

Hi Nonny! Thanks for the ask xo.

Yes, it’s a bit odd isn’t it? Jaskier tries to be friendly and he can’t seem to catch a break. I get, of course, that it’s a joke. It’s a really common type of running joke (common esp in sitcoms), where everyone is inexplicably mean to one person, and that’s it. That's the whole joke. (Like Jerry in Parks and Rec) I will admit that I literally do not get it. My sister will be laughing at stuff like that and it just does literally zero for my funny bone. I sort of just cringe.

But lots of people love it! And lots of people love it in TWN. Actually I read a Reddit comment where a person said that when Geralt punched Jaskier in S1, they laughed so hard they almost pee’ed themselves. (Paraphrased). And I have to be honest, with that type of humor. I just look at the screen and there's nothing. Not even a chuckle. Humor is just so damned subjective. And I don't get it. I would rather see nuanced characters and an amazing friendship in all its glory. But what can do you?

And with Jaskier, I think it's so interesting that in doing that with his character, they inadvertently make him such a tragically lonely figure. It is SO IRONIC. Of course in the books Dandelion annoys some people and charms other. He is loud and gregarious and funny and some people find him totally obnoxious and others find him extremely entertaining. But he is by far the most outgoing, extroverted, people loving character and probably has the most friends of anyone.

And yet somehow in the show, he is the most lonely one, in a way that feels kind of tragic! It's interesting! And for those who love angst, they are probably eating that up. You've got Jaskier playing Burn Butcher Burn, people cheering and laughing, while he dissociates and basically falls apart right in front of their eyes. And they just cheer.

Is there anything lonelier than being surrounded by people to whom you are invisible? People who see you as more of an object or clown?

And then if you take away all of his other friends, and make Geralt refuse to call him a friend for the first twenty years of their friendship, and you have somehow made the popular bard the most lonely character in the witcher world. (I think Yen is the most lonely in the books, because the sorceresses are such sharks to her. But in the show they are more of her friends)

But yeah. I don't think TWN meant to do that with Jaskier? I think they just thought it'd be funny? (total speculation) But here we are.

But I would very much like to see Jaskier be a fuller character, and more obviously to be a part of his beloved found family. I ADORED all of his scenes with Yen in S2. And I'd love to see more of his scenes written with the understanding of what he brings to the witcher universe. He is just a beating human heart of a loyal person who loves his found family. So let's see some more of that bond.

But you asked about Jaskier and Ciri in the books, and I've made that post here. XD

#the witcher #the witcher books #twn #jaskier #asks #i can't believe it's not fanon #canon or fanon #dandelion #Thinking about jaskier yet again

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sisterspooky1013 · 3 years ago

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Red-Handed, Chapter 15

Rated X | Read it here on AO3

This is a joint work with @xfmaweezy and we are accepting prompts

“You’re welcome to wait in here, I’ll be right back,” the deputy said as he gestured to a half open door and then disappeared down the hall.

They stepped into the empty interrogation room and Scully wandered towards the window, arms crossed over her chest. Mulder quietly pushed the door closed and then moved to stand just behind her, the heat from his body pressing against her back.

“You’re mad,” he said softly, and she sighed.

“I don’t know that mad is the right word,” she replied, looking out over the front lawn of the police station where a gaggle of Canadian geese were hunting for breakfast.

“Well, you’re obviously upset,” he continued, ignoring her mincing of words. “Was it what I said about being your superior? I was just joking, Scully, I don’t consider that to be the case at all. Regardless of the technicalities, you’re my equal. Always have been.”

“I know,” she said, feeling defeated. As close as they were, and as understood as she felt by him, there were some things he was simply incapable of understanding.

His hand slipped onto her shoulder and gave it a little squeeze. She resisted the urge to shrug it off.

“It’s just not funny, Mulder. It’s not funny to joke about,” she tried, but already couldn’t find the rest of the words.

“I know,” he said emphatically. “I get it.”

Heaving another sigh, she turned to face him, letting his hand fall away.

“No, Mulder, you don’t. You don’t get it,” she said earnestly. She wasn’t angry at him, more at the situation. At the world, really. “Do you know what people would say about you if they found out we’re sleeping together?” she asked, and when he didn’t immediately answer, she lifted her eyebrows to indicate that it was a genuine question.

He shrugged.

“They’d say something to the effect of ‘wow, Spooky Mulder bagged the Ice Queen, what an accomplishment.’ You’d be a hero, a conqueror. Do you know what people would say about me if they found out?”

His expression fell, and she knew he wouldn’t say what he was thinking, regardless of how much she goaded him.

“They’d say ‘what a whore, sleeping her way to the top.’ Never mind that I am decidedly very far from the top. Anything I accomplished at work after that would be under suspicion, people would speculate that I’d given some AD a blow job to get a prime assignment or a promotion. It would follow me for the rest of my career.”

He dropped his head deferentially and nodded. He understood.

“I know you were joking, Mulder. And I know I’m being dramatic. But it’s not funny. It’s real, and it sucks. It sucks to spend your entire career being careful not to appear flirtatious or overly friendly with anyone who’s in a position of authority over you. It sucks to get labeled as an uptight bitch because you’re protective of your reputation and career. And it sucks to know that even though we worked together platonically for years before anything physical happened between us, if anyone learned the nature of our relationship they’d assume I’ve been fucking you since that first night in Bellefluer. And no one would ever take me seriously again.”

He lifted his head and sighed, and she could see that he wanted to touch her but was resisting for the exact reasons she had just stated. The deputy would walk back in at any moment, and she had a lot to lose.

“I’m sorry,” he said contritely. “I know that’s true. I just have the luxury of forgetting about it most of the time. You’re right, and I’m sorry. It’s extremely unfair.”

She felt a flood of emotion at his acknowledgement of her experience, and she was resisting taking comfort in his touch just as much as he was resisting giving it. He cracked a smile then, and she gave him a quizzical look.

“Is this our first fight?” he asked cheekily, and she chuffed a laugh.

“Are you suffering from complete retrograde amnesia, Mulder?” she asked with a smirk.

“I mean as a couple. Like our first couple fight. That feels like an accomplishment,” he replied with a measure of pride, and she couldn’t help but to smile at him.

“Couple?” she asked with feigned confusion. “I thought we were just sleeping together.”

He brought his hand to his chest with a cartoonish wounded expression, and just then the door opened. The deputy popped his head in and gestured for them to follow. They entered the hallway and trailed along behind him as he prattled on about their state-of-the-art station.

“People don’t like two way glass anymore,” he said proudly. “It makes ‘em nervous, and especially when we started bringing cameras in, they’d just clam up. So this,” he said as he pushed open a nondescript door to reveal a small control room, “is where the magic happens.”

They wedged themselves into the doorway and took in the bank of video monitors on one wall, and the man sitting in a swivel chair in front of them sporting over-the-ear headphones. He turned to look at them, and when he did so he startled and pushed the headphones off his head hurriedly.

“Hi,” he stammered awkwardly, his eyes darting rapidly back and forth between Mulder and Scully.

“This is Dale,” the deputy said. “He sits in here all day and watches the monitors, listens in, records things when we need to. He’s our eyes and ears.”

Dale cracked a small, chagrined smile, and Scully looked over his shoulder to see the interrogation room they’d just been standing in filling one of the monitors. The realization sent a shiver down her spine, and she flashed her eyes over to Dale, who was looking at her with a mildly horrified expression. She felt her eyebrows knit as she cast him a pleading look, a silent request that he keep their secret, and he nodded softly. She didn’t know why, but she felt like she could trust him.

“Thank you, Dale,” she said hoarsely. “Thank you for showing this to us.”

Mulder gave her a curious look, then brought his hand to her lower back and guided her out of the room.

Taggging @today-in-fic

#the x files #txf #dana scully #fox mulder #x files fanfic #x files #xf fanfic

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ignitedbynatsu · 4 years ago

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Jealousy pt. 2

A/N: another update whatt 👀 here is the long awaited part 2 of jealousy! I hope you like it @softiebadbitch! I've written a couple more one shots, which are currenlty in my drafts, but I'm gonna be spreading them over the next couple weeks (at least try to because I'm so impatient af) since I have finals and not much time to come up with complete new story ideas.

Genre: maybe a bit of angst? Fluff

Warnings: some swearing, some doubt about the relationship

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He shouldn’t mind, he never spared it any thought before, so why did it bother him now so much? He’s used to your extreme friendliness, so why was it that he was only now getting annoyed by it? Was it because of Laxus? It couldn’t possibly be, he trusted the both of you with his whole heart. The only thing he was certain of was the fact that something didn’t sit right with him when he saw you and Laxus return from the job, shoving each other playfully around. He shouldn’t be surprised that you managed to crack Laxus, you had that effect on people after all, but for him also to break so easily? It just didn’t feel right.

“There you are!” your angelic voice filled his ears, and all of his worries he that had occupied his mind only seconds ago, suddenly seemed to vanish when you placed a short sweet kiss on his lips as a way of saying hello.

“How was the job?” Freed smiled down at you as he waited for you extravagant explanation you always gave when you returned from a mission.

“Laxus was totally exaggerating, he could’ve easily done the job by himself” You playfully roll your eyes at how he made it sound like you were the only one who could’ve helped him with the job “but it was fun! I finally got to see a more personal side of Laxus. I now truly understand why you admire him so much. He really is an amazing mage and surprisingly funny too!”

On the outside, the green-haired mage nodded along as you kept explaining all the ‘cool’ stuff Laxus did during the mission, while on the inside he wanted nothing more but for you to stop talking. He was acting petty, he knew it, he just couldn’t help himself “sounds like you two had a lot of fun, how about we end the day with a home-cooked meal and a movie?”

Freed was ready to leave these weird feelings behind and just bask in your love and affection, but you seemed to have other plans, quite literally for that matter “I would love to, but Laxus had already asked me to join him for some drinks to celebrate the success of the job”

“I see” he pressed his lips in a thin line as his eyes trailed towards the blonde mage. He knew he and his two other friends were planning something by the way they were talking and sneaking a glance at the two of you every so often. He just hadn’t quite figured out what. Did they have a bet that you wouldn’t be able to crack Laxus? Or was it something different?

He opted for the second option when Laxus appeared by your side, not sparing Freed even a glance “You ready to go?” The way Laxus hand rested on your lower back to guide you out of the guild, made the hairs on his arms stand up, but he refused to show any hint of annoyance.

“Bye, love, see you tonight!” You called out to Freed as you let Laxus guide you out of the guild.

The following days, the uneasy feeling never left Freed, in fact, it only got worse. He could feel his calm and composed act break, but he didn’t care. The anxiety and jealousy he was feeling were much more important than a stupid image. He still couldn’t wrap his head around what was going, and perhaps that was the most frustrating part of it all.

He shouldn’t feel jealous, he knows he shouldn’t. He knew you two would never do something to hurt you, he knew that deep down, and yet his mind kept playing tricks on him, sending him down the dark rabbit hole known as doubt.

It was only when Laxus willingly gave you a hug, that he decided he had enough “Okay, what the actual fuck is going on”

You were taken aback by the strong language coming out of your boyfriend's mouth. You didn’t know whether to be more shocked at the fact that he raised his voice out of nowhere or the fact that he just cussed at you. “I- What?”

“What’s going on between you two? And don’t you dare say nothing. You’re suddenly best buddies out of nowhere and decide to never leave each other alone for more than a second after that. Didn’t you two think that was at least a bit suspicious? You better come clean with me right now, or so help me God” Freed’s eyes were literally shooting fire as they darted between you and Laxus.

You had never seen this side of your boyfriend, and it kind of terrified you. Terrified by how he suddenly blew up without any warning. Did he give you any signs this past week? Were you being a horrible significant other for not hesitating for a moment and take his feelings into account? You should’ve known, but then again, why hasn’t this happened before considering you’re like this with everyone else too?

“Freed, I-“ You were still somewhat speechless, and before you could even sincerely apologize, you heard Bickslow cheering from behind you “finally!”

You whipped your head back so quick, you’re surprised it didn’t give you whiplash as you looked at him and evergreen who were now approaching you three “Took you long enough”

“It’s still less than a week” Laxus shrugged nonchalantly. Freed had cooled down a bit, but his eyes still held a hint of rage in them, “what the hell is going on?”

“Oh my, Freed, you sure get a foul mouth when you break your façade” Evergreen snickered while the said mage shot her a death glare, absolutely not in the mood for her snarky remarks.

“Can someone please tell me, us-” your eyes darted towards Freed for a mere second when you said that before eying your other friends again “-what is going on?

“Right, right. So, Evergreen over here was confused as to how Freed never got jealous over the fact that you’re so friendly with everyone” Once again you were questioning your qualities of being a good girlfriend “and then we realized that we had never seen Freed break his composed attitude under any circumstance-“

“so you thought, why not toy with our relationship?” the annoyance coated every word that left the green-haired mage’s lips. To say that he was disappointed in his friends was putting it mildly.

“It makes us look like bad friends if you put it that way” Evergreen mumbled as she looked away in shame. To be fair, she didn’t think Laxus would actually succeed in his job.

“Because you kinda are, right now” Freed sighed in disbelief at the obvious statement Evergreen just made “and for you to actually participate in one of Evergreen’s scheme’s, Laxus? What did they offer? You know what? I don’t care. Hope it was worth it.”

Freed stormed out of the guild, ignoring the shouts of his friends. You sighed deeply before finally speaking up as well “what you guys did, was kind of messed up, but I’ll talk with Freed about it and get him to soften up a little.”

“Thank you, (Y/N). We really never meant for this to happen. We’re so sorry” Bickslow apologized with the other two chiming in.

“Whether he forgives you guys is up to him, but I’ll see what I can do.” You hummed, ready to leave as well but stopped when you heard Laxus voice. “What about you?”

“Next time when you have an idea like that again, maybe stop and think about our feelings too. See you guys tomorrow” You gave them a small smile and actually left this time.

Once home, you immediately noticed a frustrated Freed, sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. “I’m home”

“(Y/N), I-“ You stop him before he can muster any more words “stop if you’re going to apologize, don’t. You had every right to act the way you did. I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner, now that I think about it. I’ve been acting like a terrible girlfriend and for that I’m sorry, I’ll do better from now on. I promise”

Freed quickly got up and took a couple of long strides before stopping in front of you. He placed both his hand on your cheeks, lifting it slightly, so you were looking him in the eyes “No, you stop that right now. You’re not a bad girlfriend, you’re the furthest thing from it. I knew what I would get myself into when I asked you to be my girlfriend. I didn’t expect you to change, nor do I expect that from you now. I’ve let my insecurities taken over whenever I saw you with Laxus, which I should’ve never done since I deeply love and trust the both of you.”

“You know I would never leave you for Laxus, right?” You whispered, scared that if you’d talk any louder your voice would break. “You should really give yourself some more credit. Laxus isn’t superior to you. In any case, you are superior to him”

“You only say that because you love me” he rolled his eyes, but appreciated your attempt at cheering him up nonetheless.

“Maybe, but does that really matter? You’re perfect the way you are, and I love you with every single cell in my body and believe me there are a lot” You joked lightly, trying to get rid of the tense mood, in which you succeeded cause you even managed to get a light chuckle out of Freed. “In all seriousness, though, I’m sorry I made you feel like you couldn’t trust me.”

“And I’m sorry for even doubting you in the first place” He removed his hands from your cheeks as he placed a soft kiss on top of your head while wrapping his arms around your figure, your hand automatically sneaked around his waist as you laid your head against his chest.

“You know, Bickslow, Ever and Laxus really didn’t mean any harm but that horrible stunt they did” you mumbled as you both swayed slightly from side to side.

“I know, I’ll forgive them eventually, I just want to let them dwell on it for a little bit more.” He hummed in agreement. You lifted your head from his chest to look at him with an amused smirk on your lips, “what?”

“You really do have an evil side when you get ticked off. Remind me to never get on your bad side” you shook your head in amusement before laying your head back on his chest, feeling the vibration of his laughter against the side of your head.

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