#i LOVE making fun of stupid big ass shoes

[puzzlefaggot]

miracle mask spoilers

[marysdonuts]

Tom and Jerry

school clown!Hoshi x top student!reader

Synopsis: After transferring schools the attention seeker Soonyoung keeps getting on your nerves. Fortunately it is way too easy to make fun of his somewhat lacking intellect. One day you take your snarky comments too far and Hoshi is all fun and games, until he wasn't

Warnings: smut, enemies to lovers, high IQ (f.) x low IQ (m.), slight angst, school setting, classmates, public sex, revenge sex, dirty talk, crack, spanking, fingering, penetration, inferiority complex, questionable fashion choices

WC: 1.4K

Status: part 1 (ongoing), part 2

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Changing schools was easier than you thought it would be. You were halfway through your senior year of high school at the crisp age of 17. The family had to move to different city for work. Making new friends was effortless - you were intelligent, good looking and fun to be around. Of course, big part of your popularity was thanks to the charm of the next new thing which always attracted many admirers. You were getting straight A's, enjoyed busy social life, everything seemed perfect.

Well, almost perfect.

If it wasn't for Hoshi Kwon. The school's appointed clown, now pushing 19 years old, he failed his senior year twice. Pathetic, how could somebody be so stupid? You hated him the moment he showed up on the first day of school - in purple suit, tiger print on the collar with matching hat. Cane in hand. Kicking the door open while singing Sherlock from Shinee he danced can-can. His legs flying up to the rhythm of - I'm so curious yeah! Everybody loved the performance. Everybody except you. The fuck? Where did he even get that ugly ass outfit and apparently his real name was not Hoshi but Soonyoung. Who the hell calls themselves Hoshi? Does he think he is a celebrity? Stupid ass name.

After the teacher assigned him as your desk-mate he made it his mission to annoy you. Teacher's reasoning being - he might calm down sitting next to the top student. Such a nonsense. Isn't it their job to know how to control the kids? You weren't getting paid enough for this. In fact, weren't getting paid at all!!

//

On Friday he arrived to class more excited than usual.

"Look at my fit!" kicking his foot proudly on the wooden desk in front of you. Before you had time to push him off he continued

"Do you like my new shoes?" expecting compliments

"I haven't seen uglier shoes in my entire life." you responded with no emotions what so ever

"What do you mean ugly" his already small eyes squinting into straight lines, eyebrows frowning comically

You couldn't help but laugh. He looked like cartoon character

"Now you laughing at me too?!" Stomping the foot that was still resting on your desk " They are Balenciaga!" still stomping

"They look like boats," lazily resting your chin on the top of you hand "if refugees used these," pointing at the monstrosity "instead of those tiny motor boats, their survival rate would be 100%"

You could hear an audible *gasp* leaving his mouth and muffled laughs from the classmates sitting behind you.

"You are the worst!" he cried out "Do you even know how expensive they were.." tear forming at the corner of his cartoony eyes

"Probably as expensive as the donations your parents must be sending to the school each year to keep you studying here" your voice full of disdain

"wow a kick under the belt now, huh?" you could see the wheels in his little hamster brain spinning at full speed

"You will regret this" was all he could come up with in the moment

"I don't think so" smirk on your face beamed with satisfaction but the sudden dark shadow crossing Soonyoung's usually friendly face put a knot in your stomach

//

Much later that day, after your extra-curricular classes finished, you are standing in the dimly lit locker room reorganising the mess compiled after busy week. School was already empty and you loved the silence. The long halls full of lockers did look a bit spooky now but it wasn't your first time being there alone.

Squeeky steps approaching from behind you. Sounded like one of those Crocs.

"Anybody there?" you were sure it was just your imagination, simply asking the ghosts a rhetorical question

"What if there is.." vibrations of low growl echoed thru your ear sending shivers down the spine

"The hell..?" catching a glimpse of Hoshi in your peripheral vision. Why is he here this late? You knew damn well he ain't taking any extra classes.

"I was waiting for you..." his voice even closer now, hot breath touching the exposed skin of your neck. He was so close to you. You could hear his heart beating. Du dum. Du dum. Du dum. Stable. Confident. In control. Yours on the other hand reaching high frequency of dudududududum.

"What do you think you are doing, Kwon?" forced annoyance in your tone trying to mask something that was hiding a bit deeper. Panic perhaps?

"You tell me," he laughed but it sounded more like a threat "aren't you the one who knows it all?" Pressing the weight of his athletic body on yours, something hard forcing itself against your bottom made you gasp

"h-hey what's your problem.." you tried to sound intimidating, voice betraying you suddenly, only producing shattered whine

"You" not waisting one more second Soonyoung licked the curve of your neck completely sandwiching you between his throbbing heat and your cold locker. Kissing your sensitive skin as if he was waiting for it for so long. Wet kisses quickly becoming possessive bites leaving marks as his signature.

"oh fu-" was all that managed to escape your quivering lips as his hand spanked your ass with such force, it took your breathe away. You didn't want to admit it, but this situation? It was making you so incredibly wet.

Yes, you did hate him. Yes, he was annoying and loud. Always wanting to be the centre of attention. Apart from that you couldn't deny how good looking he actually was. Only person in school who could pull off blond hair and those horrendous outfits.Oh and how the lean muscles played on his body during P.E. class..? Except for his personality, he was 10/10

"You don't have any smart comeback now, do you?" Slapping you once more. Making you loose your breath - again.

"You look much nicer like this" the hand on your bottom started to move lower. Pushing your legs apart with his knee, making a way for his long fingers. Lightly tracing the center of your soaked panties

"stupid uniform-" you cursed. Why the hell did boys wear trousers but they made girls wear skirts? The last line of defence has been crossed.

"Oh?" rubbing the wet fabric "you are dripping all over your pretty panties" the strokes becoming spirals, combining your folds and the textile into unified mess

"I-I'm not..!" knees weakening into his skilful movements

"Mmm, I thought top students are not allowed to lie" forcing two fingers inside of you without warning. Deliciously thrusting into your pool of need.

"shut up-" already moaning. What the fuck am I doing? Now pushing your ass to meet his motion.

"If you are going to fuck me, at least do it right" another push against him "or are you too stupid even for that?" you mocked him, taking at least a bit of your power back

All you could hear was Hoshi's sinful laugh and clinking of metal as his jeans came undone collapsing on the tiled floor. His throbbing member now on your clit soaking in the wetness you produced. Gliding teasingly over it

"What if I don't want to?" rubbing in painfully slow rhythm, making you see stars

Hoshi was very much enjoying this moment. Moment of having upper hand on somebody he couldn't challenge intellectually, on somebody who always knew what to say, somebody who was making him feel and look small. Crushing his ego on everyday basis. Fortunately you were just his type.

"P-please..?" heard yourself saying. Almost as surprised as he was. But fuck it, his dick felt so good on you pussy and it was long time since you had any intimacy. It made you uncharacteristically needy. What's wrong with little steamy sex in the locker room? Nothing. Yeah.

"Please Soonyoung, I want to feel you inside of me. I can't take it anymore. You win."

Grin from ear to ear Hoshi finally entered you with such an enthusiasm like a kid getting the toy he really wanted.

Holding you by the wrists you were hanging off in empty air. Slapping the balls against your needy pussy he was pounding you mercilessly. Waves of pleasure running thru every inch of your body. You didn't notice it before but now you could feel it clearly. His dick had a curve to it and it felt fucking good. On every thrust the tip hitting you exactly where you wanted. You were full of him.

Why is it always these good for nothing guys who fuck the best? Or maybe you were just too harsh on him? You pondered as the following thrust almost took you over the edge, making your head fall forward.

And down there between your trembling legs pair of hideous Balenciaga sneakers

[sweetwriter]

Mafia Toji x black fem reader

Black Reader loves to cook 

YN isn’t stupid, she’s been with Toji for a while. A bunch of big scary men that have records- c’mon now. She knew, but that doesn’t mean that she can’t still be loving and caring.

“Love, the men are coming over for a meeting- just wanted to let you know.” He said while coming up behind you to hug your waist. 

Toji has wanted this for- forever. Growing up in an abusive household he learned to lick love off of sharp knives. YN was different; she gave love so freely. She inadvertently taught him that real love has boundaries, fun moments, and tough ones. She was willing to stick by him during the tough times and the good ones. 

“They are? What for? Bad deal?” She said hovering over the kitchen, “No, we have a new guy coming in.” YN let out a shriek, “REALLY- oh my gosh, I need to go to the store, I don’t have enough ingredients. I’m making pot roast, make sure to post up my menu on the counter so they can be ready.” Toji watching as YN rushes around checking the pantries for whatever ingredients she needs. Toji always thought that she was cute like this. The kitchen is her home inside of her home. 

Whenever he gives her his black card all the transactions say “William Sanoma” “Farmers Market” “Fish shops” She of course buys nice clothes, but any kitchen store, she’s in. 

“Where are you going, take Megumi with you”

“Meg baby come on youre gonna come with me to the store.” Little Megumi waddled over to her smiling about the store. 

YN always said adventures for kids can be anywhere as long as you have the excitement for it; that’s why Megumi loves going to the store with his mom (found mom). 

As YN helps Megumi put on his shoes she grabs her list and gives it to Megumi, he’s her little checker- to make sure they have all the ingredients. 

Toji watches them walk out when he hears Gojo come up behind him, “Where did Ms. YN go?” 

“The store” Toji said with a chuckle, gojo chuckles.

“Finally some good food, Ms YN ruined fast food for me.”

"What- so my takeout isn't good enough for your spoiled ass?" Toji sneered.

"No need to get all riled up bossman, everyone knows Ms YN knows how to cook up a storm."

[boynarcing]

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ Good Times for a Change

title from ‘Please Please Please Let me Get What I Want’ by Deftones

Summary: Leon wants his bestfriend’s attention, but you’re too busy gaming.

cw: Reader has male body parts and is referred to as he/him, smut but no penetration, praise/degradation, Leon is a little condescending, dry humping, porn and very little plot lol, very causal so little to no sweetness/fluff. Maybe if you squint.

wc: 2,086

note: This is my second time writing smut, first time with a masc reader. So please excuse any shitty writing or accidental jumps LOL. Anyone can read this btw, just more masc leaning is all. Also, Leon and reader have that ‘it’s not gay I swear’ type of relationship LMAO. They’re in denial.

It’s been hours already. Hours of you and Leon playing some random ass game you found online. You thought it would be fun, and it is! But you didn’t expect the levels to get progressively harder.

“ugh, fuck,” you grunt after losing yet again. Refraining from biting your tongue or screaming, you try again, clicking the ‘respawn’ option on the big red screen that taunts you with the words ‘YOU DIED’.

Leon huffed out a chuckle, “You’ve died like twenty times already. Give it a rest and just accept the fact that you suck.” he rolled his eyes good naturedly. Though, the twenty times comment was an exaggeration and he damn well knew it. Fucker is projecting.

“Shut up,” you groaned, thumbs mashing on the buttons of your controller, the noise almost obnoxious with how hard you’re going at it. “You’re just mad.” you add childishly, lips pursing into a pout and brows furrowing in concentration.

Leon scoffed, corner of his lips threatening to twitch into a smirk. Really, he loves when you get like this. All huffy and puffy over some stupid game. What’s not to like? Leaning back into the couch, he crosses his arms over his chest.

His eyes examined you intently, icy blues trailing over every feature on your frame. From the top of your hair to the shoes you were wearing. Unconsciously, he bites his bottom lip, unable to fight off the surge of desire that had his cock twitching in his pants.

You’re an attractive guy, and Leon knows that very well. Oh, he knows alright. After many years of friendship, he’d never think that he would harbor these intense feelings of lust for you. In fact, if someone told him years ago that he would have feelings for his best friend, he’d laugh his ass off.

Look at him now.

He inched closer, ignoring all your complaints about how the game is rigged. “Why don’t you just take a break?” he grumbles, eyes flickering back towards the TV screen, pretending to be just as engrossed in the game as you were. Without giving it much thought, he wrapped an arm around your shoulders. The mere contact enough to make his cock jump in his pants yet again.

You narrowed your eyes at him, because how dare he even consider taking a break? Not thinking much of his sudden closeness, “No way, dude,” you scoff, “I’m not taking a break until I win.” It’s a stubborn declaration, one that Leon knows you’ll stick too.

You’re stubborn as hell, and it makes his brows furrow in slight irritation. But it amuses him nonetheless. His hand starts rubbing your shoulder gently, his skin rough yet somehow incredibly comforting. And suggestive.

“C’mon, just a small break,” he insists, “Please? Before your brain begins to seep out of your ears.” he teases with a light smirk, nudging you playfully with his shoulder. His hand starts to trail lower, subtly gliding down your arm.

You don’t notice. “Just, gimme like five minutes,” you mutter. Your posture is shitty as hell and your back is starting to hurt, but finishing this level is more important. Yes, very important.

Leon hums absentmindedly, his eyes focused on your face, watching for any awareness or reaction. His hand trails lower, fingertips grazing your skin with a feathery touch. His hand now lies on your lap, inching closer to the crotch of your pants.

That’s when you start to notice. Your brows twitch, nervously glancing towards Leon and then back at the TV screen. “What are you doing?” you mumbled warily, not thinking much of it. But still definitely nervous.

Before you could even process anything though, the heel of his palm pressed down onto your clothed cock, eliciting a choked noise from you. “L-leon,” you grunted, “not funny, dude.”

“I’m not trying to be funny.” Came his casual response, lips twitching into a knowing smirk. Asshole, yeah. Fucking knows what he’s doing. Knows you won’t do anything about it.

A grunt escaped your lips, cheeks heating up in a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. Damn, you don’t want to give him a reaction. Surely he’s trying to distract you. But the friction on your dick has it chubbing in your pants already, meaty shaft twitching in response to the heat emanating from Leon’s hand.

Leon briefly studies your reaction, liking what he sees. It’s intoxicating; makes him want more. Slowly, oh so slowly, he starts to grind his hand down, fingers searching the fabric of your pants until he finds what he’s been seeking. Which leads to him tracing the tip of your cock while his palm rubs on the rest.

Heat starts to trickle into your tummy, coiling up and fluttering like a butterfly’s wings. “Stop,” you try to grumble, but it comes off as more of a whine. Shit, he’s getting to you. Your hold on the controller falters, thumbs now just lazily gliding across the buttons.

You’re not even focused on the game anymore, unable to process the characters on the screen. Subtly, you start to roll your hips forward, soft noises escaping you. Though you try to be quiet to keep the rest of your dignity, you’re sure that’s long gone.

“Mhh, having fun on the game?” Leon chuckles lightly, eyes drifting back to the TV screen while still rubbing one out of you. God, sometimes you wish you could smack him upside the head, maybe then he’d stop being such an idiot.

“Looks like you’re losing.” He says, tone indicating that he’s amused. You huffed, brows furrowing in frustration. “No— ugh, fuck off…” you mumble, eyes hooded and head lolling back onto the couch. Fuck, you can’t do it. Can’t play this stupid game anymore.

Your grip falters completely, controller falling onto the floor with a loud clatter. Your hips buck forward freely, lazily rutting onto Leon’s hand. So needy. It’s like Leon’s seeing a whole new side of you, one that gets his dick going and his heart racing.

“Leon,” you whine, voice breathy and so, so, goddamn desperate. “Please,” you plead and beg shamelessly, bangs falling over your eyes, some strands sticking to your forehead. Precum lazily drools from the rosy slit on your cock, staining the front of your boxers and making them feel warm and sticky.

Craving more, you scooted closer to Leon, limbs feeling like jello. You almost fall on top of him, but you manage. Leon finds it all so cute. It’s like watching a puppy stumble and struggle getting to where it wants to be. Pathetically cute. Makes him want to deny you.

But that’d be mean. So his smirk turns into a soft smile, hand momentarily leaving your needy cock to help pull you onto his lap. You mewl delightedly, head dipping to bury your face into the crook of his neck, nuzzling into him like a lost little kitten seeking guidance.

Your hips undulate, seeking friction on the hard meat of Leon’s thigh. Whining and moaning like a needy mutt. Leon hums softly, enjoying just seeing you like this. It’s cute. Fucking pathetic. But it’s you. And he loves you. Loves how sloppy and clumsy you are when it comes to intimacy.

Deciding to help you out before you end up tuckering out, he rolls his hips forward, angling himself just right so that your crotches are aligned. You reward him with a whimper, eyes drooping with desire and heat. “God, please… more…”

“mhm,” he hums, lost in the look in your eyes. His hands hold onto your hips, firmly keeping you in place so that you don’t end up falling over. He starts to manipulate your movements, guiding your hips down in a continuous motion.

Your bodies lock together, rocking in a steady rhythm that has the both of you groaning out loud. Your tongue seeps out from your mouth, flattening against the soft skin on Leon’s neck to start lapping at it lazily. Your lips latch on, gently suckling and leaving pretty rose colored love marks. Ones that wouldn’t fade easily.

Leon grunts in response, eyes fluttering shut to focus on all the pretty noises that you made. “Fuck, yeah… that’s a good boy,” he murmured huskily, hips snapping forward greedily. Shamelessly moaning, you mewed and whimpered with each receiving thrust, attempting to match his pace and ferocity, but it’s sloppy at best.

“Leon, uhn.. uhn.. oh fuck, gonna make me cum,” You whine pathetically, so lost in a daze that you fail to notice the drool that trailed down the corners of your mouth. Leon notices though. Of course he does. It’s the first thing he sees when he opens his eyes again: the shiny saliva coating your pretty lips.

He hunched forward a little, lips locking onto yours. His slick tongue darted out to lick into your mouth, making loud lapping noises. He grazed the outlines of your teeth; the inside of your cheeks, memorizing it all. Suckling on your tongue, you both exchanged a mess of drool and spit. You swallowed all you could.

“Messy fucking boy,” Leon groaned, panting softly. Sweat and heat covered the both of you, making you both breathless. You only mew in response, too fucking dumb and horny to even think or say anything remotely coherent. How could you? The only head you’re thinking with is your dick’s.

Yeah, you’re really messy.

That rubber band feels just about ready to snap, the coil getting tighter and tighter. It spots your vision, stars exploding behind your eyelids. “Ohhh fuck, Leon! Leon! m’gonna cum,” you whined, noises becoming louder and needier. Could give a porno chick a run for her money.

Leon’s gonna cum too. Can feel it, the way his cock juts forward and leaks precum steadily. It hurts, with how tight his pants feel and all, but that only makes it so much better. He bets you would agree. He tries to speed up, but he’s already going as fast and as hard he can.

You’re too sloppy and slow, so he’s the one doing all the work. But that’s okay. You’re too dumb to try harder. Luckily, he’s okay with doing all the thinking for you. Instead, you press yourself harder into him until your bodies are flush together, cock to cock and chest to chest.

His hips rabbit into yours, until finally, your climax rams into you like a truck. With a loud yelp that devolves into a drawn out whiny moan, you cum hard, all into your pants. It stains the fabric, gradually creating one big, dark, sticky moist spot. All you can do is whimper and whine throughout it all.

Leon keeps going, “Fuck, fuck, yeah, take it,” he groans, grip tightening on your hips in a way that would surely leave some pretty bruises. He slams into you again and again, even as you start to slacken against him.

Finally, he growls, gritting his teeth as his own sweet release snaps, making him cream his pants in steady spurts. He slows down, grunting softly into the last few thrusts until he eventually comes to a stop, leaving the two of you heavily panting in exhaustion.

“So,” he speaks in between pants, voice breathless yet satisfied, “you ready to take a break yet?” he chuckles hoarsely, a grin gracing his handsome features.

��Shut up,” you mumble, voice muffled and face buried into his chest. There’s laughter in your voice, an almost giddy feeling that makes you feel light and spacey despite how tired you are. “You suck.”

“Says you,” Leon huffs, pausing briefly to check you out. “Should freshen up and probably change soon. It looks like you just pissed yourself.” he teases, eyes focused on the huge fucking wet spot on your pants. Looks like you were backed up, huh?

“Fuck you,” You laugh, rolling your eyes. Finally mustering up enough strength and energy to sit up, you reluctantly peel yourself away from his lap, deciding to sit besides him instead. “You’re no better.” you glare halfheartedly. As if he didn’t have a cum stain on his pants too. Sure does love to put you on the spot now does he?

“Yeah yeah,” Leon rumbles, “Let’s just shower now, it’s starting to stick.” he grimaces, shifting uncomfortably as he struggles to get up, pulling you along with him forcibly. Glancing back at you, he smirks. “Maybe a round two in there?”

“Absolutely not.” You laugh, elbowing his side playfully and speeding up to walk in front of him.

What a fucking lie.

[insuke69]

Miles!42 headcanons p2

Part 2 because 2 ppl asked and have sm thoughts of this boy HSJKS

Warnings: No warnings except possesive/jealous?? (I feel like hes a lil toxic, red flag sometimes but red is my fav color <3)

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-He's good with kids but would secretly try to teach a kid curse words

-Is almost always texting you when you two aren't physically together, he's had his phone taken in class so many times because of it.

-He apologizes with flowers, necklaces, Food, make-up making out occaisionally

-Listens to your music taste and definitely has recommended good songs

-He will NEVER tie his shoe laces, just for no reason whatsoever and if you tell him to tie them he'd ask you to do it.

-STALKS YOUR INSTAGRAM NON-STOP. when yall first got together he liked all your posts of the last month

-Would deadass beat anyone who trys grabbing you in any intimate way, almost killed a dude that slapped your ass in the street in public. (Mostly cause one, without consent is a no-no, 2 was disrespectful, 3 only he is allowed to touch your ass smh)

-Thinks you're hot when upset/when y'all argue, hate makeout seshes go hard

-ARGUE-FUCKING-ING. He will piss you off sometimes so he can watch you storm out and a few hours later text him to come over, scenario;

You two were arguing about a post, an instagram post Miles made. It was a picture of you but you didn't know he took it, in the image you were chomping on a big ass burger and had ketchup and some cheese on the corner of your mouth. To Miles it was adorable but to you it was embarrassing, you storm out to your house, pissed, the one moment you were dirty because of food Miles took a picture and POSTED it. You check the Picture again as you lay on your stomach on your bed over a pillow to lay comfortably, remembering the moment; Miles made a stupid joke as you took a bite which made you almost choke as you turned your head to cough, smudging the corner of your moth a bit. Damn, he was so fun.. Missing him already you decide to watch a movie, him never leaving your mind so you just text him once the 2 hour movie was finished.

"Come over pls"

"Be there in 20"

"ily"

-loves movies, If y'all go on a movie theater date he gets tickets in the back, hand over yours the whole time.

+ If the movie ends up sucking y'all just make out in the theater and making jokes about the lines, acting, etc.

-He hates dark chocolate with a passion, deadass HATES it for whatever reason (he claims its too bitter.)

-If you have a guy bsf Miles would really have to get to know the guy and need 24/4 notifications about you and the guy bsf. If you confront him about being jealous or something he'd say anything along the lines of "You don't know the mind of a guy, You may not want anything but he does." and 9/10 he was right.

-DEBATING WITH HIM SUCKS this man will immediately gaslight sm shit that'd make you question life itself. (yet half the time he is talking out of his ass.)

-He is atheist 100% (Fact over faith + lost most of his faith when his dad died :(.)

-He doesn't like white girls, more into latinas/black girlies. (Idc if you're white, its more likely he is more into girls he can semi-relate to in a way.)

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Low-key wanna make scenarios so jst reply what yall want :D

[onceuponaoneshotfanfic]

Tricks & Treats

A little Halloween blurb featuring Roy & Bucky! Takes place after the events of Something There, so spoilers for chapters 11 & 12 I guess? Thank you to @infinetlyforgotten for helping inspire the idea!

0.9k words Warnings: Flirting & teasing, language, some oral (f receiving)

Something There Masterlist

“Come on, Bucky!”

I laughed and leaned down to link my arm with Pheobe’s. “I don’t remember Dorothy and the Wicked Witch skipping together in the movie,” I joked to the little green girl. I glanced over my shoulder. “Do you, Scarecrow?”

Roy scowled at me, his grim face nothing short of comical with the straw-filled pointy hat and painted face he’d let me put on him earlier that evening. But when I raised my eyebrows at him, he let out a heaving sigh and linked up on Phoebe’s other side. Together, the three of us strolled arm in arm to the next house, where Roy and I watched Phoebe hustle up to the door to get her candy.

I leaned close to Roy and wrapped an arm around his middle. “Having fun?”

His eyes trailed down my blue-and-white checkered dress. “Do we really have to go to the party after this?” he grumbled. “I just want to go home and wipe this shit off my face.”

“Roy,” I cooed mockingly, giving him a squeeze. “Don’t you want to see adorable Dorothy become grown-up Dorothy for the party tonight?” I wiggled my foot at him. “The ruby slippers are going to turn into red stilettos. Gonna need someone to carry me home once they kill my ankle.”

The corner of his mouth ticked upwards, mimicking his raised eyebrows. “One hour. Then it’s no fucking place like home, got it?”

Once Phoebe was satisfied with her haul and had been dropped off with her mom, we quickly stopped to freshen up before Keeley’s annual Halloween bash. I changed into the shoes I’d been teasing Roy about and switched out the knee-length pinafore I’d been wearing for one that stopped midway down my thighs.

Roy raised his eyebrows at me when I found him waiting in the living room. “That’s so fucking unfair, babe,” he groaned, brown eyes raking over my body. “You sure we have to go to this shit?”

Smirking at the exact reaction I’d been hoping for, I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the door. “Let’s go, Kent.”

To no one’s surprise, Keeley’s party was a real rager. The club she was hosting it at was packed with people- Greyhounds, Whippets, celebrities, friends. We wandered around, Roy’s hand on my lower back, greeting familiar faces over the pulsing music. Roy managed to grab us a couple of drinks, which I convinced him to bring to the dance floor; ever since our first date, there one where he took me back to the club we’d met at, I loved getting Roy to dance whenever the opportunity presented itself.

Despite his good-natured eyerolls, Roy leaned close to me as we danced, letting his hand wander a bit more than was appropriate in public. But, between the alcohol and the music and his warm touch, I didn’t care one bit. I pressed my back to him, closing my eyes with a smirk as we moved to the music. I knew by the way Roy grinded against me that he’d make me pay for all this torture.

Sure enough, exactly sixty minutes after our arrival, Roy interlocked his fingers with mine.

“Hour’s up, Coach,” he hummed.

Roy liked to drive fast in that big, stupid car of his. And it was especially true tonight as he nearly ran a few red lights and treated the speed limits like suggestions. The entire time, his hand gripped my thigh, fingers digging into my skin. His jaw was set, gaze straight ahead, looking more like he was preparing to enter a championship game than just driving home with his girlfriend.

“Roy!” I squeaked as he nearly yanked me out of the car once he’d parked.

With his hand firmly on my ass, he practically sprinted to the front door. He unlocked it in record time and slammed it behind him. Relief crossed his face for a fraction of a moment before being replaced with pure lust and desire.

“So fucking mean,” he growled, pressing my back to the wall by the front door. “Wearing that fucking dress, dancing with me the way you did.” His mouth found my neck. “What did I do to deserve that, Buck?”

Despite the fire that was starting to spread over my skin, I rolled my eyes in annoyance. “Don’t call me Buck, Kent.”

His breathy chuckle tickled my neck. “Sorry, darling.” His hands wandered up and down my sides, gripping the blue and white material. “Just looked so fucking good tonight. Forgot my fucking manners.”

When his fingertips grazed the bare skin of my thighs, I let out a deep sigh. “Bedroom?”

To my surprise, Roy shook his head. “Can’t fucking wait that long.”

In an instant, Roy was on his knees in front of me, tugging my already short skirt up to reveal the red lace I’d put on with him in mind. He groaned when he saw the material, reaching out to press one finger to the damp spot he’d caused. Without warning, he lifted my leg- the one with the shit ankle- over his shoulder, leaving me attempting to balance on one stiletto. As if he knew I needed help, he tightened his grip on my hips before pressing his mouth to my clothed heat.

“Fuck!” I gasped as my hips instantly jerked against his face. “Shit, Roy-” With a blissful sigh, I threw my head back, gripping his curly hair tight.

His tongue tugged the material aside, exposing my cunt to his hot breath. “Hello, gorgeous,” he hummed, planting a deep kiss to my pussy lips. “My little Halloween treat.”

[whomadewaffles]

PART 3 of 3 of my Pjhazel incorrect qoutes! Sadly the last part.. at least for now. I won't say for definite there won't be more cos I adore this movie and this ship especially, but may take some time.

Same things apply to this one as the others, hope these were as fun to read as they were to make! This one became longer than I intended because I just had to add a few new ones too it especially the code names one because It made me chuckle and fit so well.

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Pj: I’m in lov—

Pj: Lov—

Pj: I have feelin—

Josie: It’s okay, take your time.

Pj: ...Hazel.

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Pj *to hazel*: If I have developed a huge crush on you, that's my business. It literally has nothing to do with you.

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Hazel: Autism speaks?

Hazel: Yeah, I never shut the fuck up.

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Pj: Horny doesn’t always mean wanting to have sex. Sometimes it means wanting to be beat up or stabbed or something.

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Hazel: I like wearing oversized sweaters. Not just because they're extremely comfy and cuddly, but because whenever the sleeves are really big, I get to flop them around and smack people.

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Pj: I- hm...

Hazel: be nice

Pj: Of course! I'm finding kind words.

Hazel

Pj:....

Hazel:

Pj:...

Hazel: ... it takes you that long to find-

Pj: It does! I'm trying!

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Ms. Callahan: You're not good enough for my daughter

Pj: YOU'RE not good enough for your daughter

Ms. Callahan: Excuse me?!

Pj: You heard me

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Hazel: I set off explosives to feel joy.

Pj: That's adorable.

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Pj *delusional from a punch to the face during fight club*: You have... beautiful eyes..

Hazel *flustered*: She's lost her mind!

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Hazel: I have no idea what's going on but I am being so brave about it.

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Pj *to hazel*: Why do you keep looking me in the eyes? My huge tits are down here

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Hazel *is sad*

Pj:*looks up “how to comfort someone”*

Website: “Do not make insensitive comments or mock the person”

Pj: Fuck.

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Hazel: Are you okay?

Pj: In what aspect? Phisically, no injury whatsoever and no signs of exhaustion. Appearance wise, I'm not just okay, I'm a whole ass meal. We're talking three courses, five stars.

Hazel:

Pj: But mentally? I could use some therapy I guess.

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Pj: it may have been a stupid decision, but it was MY stupid decision and I could never turn my back on it

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Hazel: please, stay out of trouble

Pj: Not my strong suit

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Pj *about Hazel*: *sighs* God, what a loser. I can't believe I'm gonna sleep with her.

Josie: I mean, you don't have to.

Pj: Nah, I'm gonna.

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Pj: Do you have a date for Valentine’s Day?

Hazel: Yes. It's February 14th.

Pj: I- Nevermind.

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*Texting*

Pj: I wanna sleep with you.

Pj: But like in the innocent way.

Pj: ...

Pj: Get your bitch ass over here and cuddle with me you little shit!

Hazel: Damn Pj, calm down, I'm putting my shoes on.

Pj: <3

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Hazel: Sometimes sarcasm is laid on so thick that even I can detect it.

Hazel: This was not one of those times.

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Pj: I love you.

Hazel: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that.

*pj and Hazel make out passionately*

Sylvie, to annie: You owe me 20 dollars.

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Hazel *after Pj insults someone*: I know Pj is very sorry and didn’t mean it.

Pj: Very sorry.

Hazel: See?

Pj: But I did mean it.

Hazel: pj!

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Brittney: Why are you ignoring Hazel?

Pj: I’m playing hard to get.

Brittney: Why would you do that? You’re already hard to want.

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Pj: Not much could ruin today.

Jeff: Hey overall bitch #2

Pj: Oh, Fuck. I forgot saying that summons him.

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*just before josie and pj find the other fight club members at the game to apologise*

Josie: Talk to Hazel first, and apologise. That's what friends do.

Pj: Urgh, I really don’t want too. I was just gonna wait til' I'm on my deathbed, get in the last word and then die immediately.

Josie: That was your plan for dealing with this???

Pj: That's my plan for dealing with everything. I have seventy-seven arguments I'm gonna win that way.

Josie *drags her to the football game*: Nope, we're doing the apology instead.

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Pj: Quick, Hazel, start talking about boring nerd shit!

Hazel: You know, nerd culture is mainstream now, so when you use the word “nerd” derogatorily, it means you’re the one that’s out of the zeitgeist.

Pj: Yes, that’s perfect. Just like that.

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*backstory: the cheerleaders are at practice and the rest of the club are getting together to help plan a perfect promposal for josie to give to isabel*

Pj: From now on, we'll be using code names. You can address me as 'Eagle 1.'

Pj: Hazel is 'Currently doing that.'

Hazel: *high fives pj*

Pj: Sylvie is 'It happened once in a dream.'

Pj: Annie. Codename - 'If I had to pick a republican.'

Pj: josie is... 'Eagle 2.'

Josie: Oh, thank god.

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[nox-writes]

Gyeong-su x GN!reader

Warnings: None i think? Except Nayeon because she's so annoying and if anyone says that she deserved better then i hope the both sides of your pillow are warm and i also hope that you step on a big puddle and your shoes get soaked (i don't need to put zombies and dying in the warnings cuz if you've watched the series then it's pretty obvious that this will mention zombies and death)

so.. let's start with the fact that he is a super sweet guy

And he is so likeable

and sweet

and loveable

and likeable

and i love him😻😻

Anygays when you two first strated dating and he was new to the whole thing, you decided to take things slow in the beginning.

Even though he wanted to tell everyone that he had an awesome partner like you, he still kept his mouth shut.

After about 4 months of dating, you decided to tell your friends about the relationship

Some of them figured it out by themselves, but some had to be told a million times until they believed atleast 50% that it wasn't a joke or anything (Daesu and Woojin)

After you told your friends about your relationship, they couldn't stop teasing you about it

Especially Cheong-san

He LOVES teasing you two about how cute you two look when you are practically sitting on Gyeong-sus (sus) lap because you are sitting so close to each other

On-jo would think it's the cutest thing ever. There is something about you two that makes her so happy for you

First time when Gyeong-su said "I love you" was when you had been dating for 7 months

It took some time to say it since he's really bad at expressing his strong feelings such as love

But you said it back to him and he couldn't be happier

And when Nayeon tries to make fun of him for being poor, you would stand up to him

He would look at you with puppy eyes and thank you for being there for him and stopping him for hurting Nayeon

This man can't afford to get expelled from school, so he doesn't want to pick a fight with anyone

Now for the zombie apocalypse

So when the zombie apocalypse first starts, you two got separated and later found each other again

It was a cute reunion after being separated for so long and your frineds stared at you two in awe when you hugged and shared a kiss when you found each other

When you made your way to the recording room, you thought you would both survive

But that stupid ass bitchy bitch Nayeon went and put the zombie blood rag/cloth on his scratch..

You first didn't think anything of it, thinking that Nayeon just wanted to hel him

But that didn't sound like something Nayeon would do

Gyeong-su followed her outside of the room yelling something at her and you were thinking what Nayeon did to make him so upset

You got your answer

Gyeong su was yelling at Nayeon for calling him a welfie once again but then..

His nose started bleeding. (Again since last time he got hit by a broom lmao)

Your eyes widened in fear and you and Cheongsan were both terrified and denying the fact that he was turning

You tried to come up with an excuse

When he turned into a zombie you were too sad to even try anything to stop him from trying to bite you

After getting zombified Gyeong-su out of the room, you couldn't handle it anymore

It hurt to lose the one you loved and you were crying hard

Nam-ra then told you all about what Nayeon did to Gyeong-su

You were literally blinded by anger

You always knew that Nayeon was an asshole and didn't like Gyeong-su but you didn't think she'd go that far

You cursed and yelled at her for god knows how long after she was on the ground when Cheongsan pushed her

And even when she left the room you all were in you were still mad

You didn't speak to anyone for atleast an hour when suddenly Ji-min came by your side to try to comfort you

You heard her talk to you about knowing how it felt to lose someone you love, due to the fact that she lost her parents to the virus

You broke down and started crying again and she hugged you tightly

You two ended up cuddling on the floor against a wall

After Gyeong-su died, you wanted to stay strong for him so you decided to do everything it takes to stay alive.

Aaaaaahhh i loved writing this and this was not requested but i wrote this for fun. Speaking of which, you should consider requesting a fic you would want me to write. Remember that i write for male and gn reader only. If you want female stories go check my Wattpad; Call-_-Me-_-Nox

[hannahbanana29]

newjeans' Danielle x fem!r

Helllllooooooo 👀 I have finally decided what I'm doing next. So far, the majority of my posts have been enha-related, so now we are moving onto a small newjeans series in which Danielle marsh is the reader's sister's bestie.... I'm so excoited 🤧

Warnings: underage clubbing, fluff, maybe some swearing. Tell me if there's something I should add!!

Chapter ONE: when dani met y/n

**sneak peek**: "When I get back, y/n, we have to get to know each other better. I mean, how have we not seen each other more?"

You were on your bed with a television remote in your hand. Why did Netflix not have anything better these days? You wanted to get to sleep earlier tonight, and you had this God awful habit of needed some sort of background sound from the TV. Since you'd be falling asleep, you didn't want to watch anything too riveting, in case you missed it, but the things you normally watched weren't satisfying enough.

Saturday nights used to be fun. You felt you needed something new, but not too much. Does that make any sense? Something that was a change of scenery but offered you comfort. Made you feel content. Made you feel chill but also satisfied. There was no way to do that, being the teenager you were, apparently.

You thought about your older sister as you scrolled on Netflix. She was always so insufferably happy. As much as you loved her, you found it hard to be enthusiastic about everything 24/7, and yet somehow she managed to do that. You wanted to be that happy, but you knew you'd never be so energetic.

Speaking of your sibling, she was outside your bedroom door, which was always closed. She knocked on it with that same old unmistakable pattern she used. To this, you didn't blink or tear your eyes from the television screen, but you hummed and allowed her to enter the room.

"Hey, Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

You clicked on the same show as normal. That was when you sighed and turned to look at your sister, Minji. You'd expected her to be dressed in her usual evening wear at this time, which was routinely her plain joggers and hoodie. But you were wrong. Minji was sporting this gorgeous, thin black dress, which had off the shoulder bishop sleeves and a cute neckline. Her shoes were leather boots, zipped up to her knees. What was the occasion?

"Uh, Uhm... Minji?" You said, not sure how to address this attire. Her make-up had you guess she was going out - but not to a friend's house.

"Yeah I know. I just wanted to let you know I had these last - minute plans with a few friends of mine. We're... clubbing!" She exclaimed.

Your sister was always sensible. That's how you knew her. She was the older one, and although her happiness made her seem less cautious and more naiive, Minji was genuinely confident in how to look after herself and those around her. You knew this wasn't a big deal - she was just clubbing, and she was very nearly of age anyway, and she could defend herself from trouble.

But... Minji? Clubbing? You weren't sure if that suited her. She used to be very low-key, but in the past few years, you observed how freakishly giggly she always was. You'd suspected she had a boyfriend or something, and maybe this was why she was going clubbing. However, you always pictured her ideas of fun as... Sleepovers, probably.

"Ah... Alright. Will you... Will you be safe?"

That felt like a stupid question to ask. You know for a fact that Minji wouldn't deliberately put herself in any terrible danger, but also knew that going clubbing underage without a proper adult might have been sort of dangerous anyway.

"Mhm," Minji nodded, "I have a r*p* alarm in my bag, and I'll keep my phone turned on. My location will be on snap, okay? Also, my friend's older brother will be supervising us." She assured.

You supposed then that having an adult was confirmed, in that case. Either way, if Minji didn't take those precautions, she had taken martial arts as a child. You knew as a legal witness that she could kick ass if anyone dared touch her.

"Okay," you smiled, "glad you're prepared. Just don't do anything stupid, of course." You added, even though Minji was normally the one to say those words, as she was your older sister - not the other way around.

"Promise! Also, Y/N, my friend Danielle is meeting me here with her brother. I'd... Like you to meet her, please."

You blinked.

This wasn't what she came here to tell you about, surely. Just that she was going out. Not that you'd have to meet anybody. Truth be told, you weren't a very social person. You didn't flow well with the concept of change. You watched the same TV shows at night, you ate the same comfort food, you listened to the same artists, you doodled the same drawings, you hung out with the same people -

Actually, you could see the reason why Minji wanted you to meet her friend. It was pretty clear from how... Selectively social you were. And maybe this wasn't just to help you out; what if this Danielle also had trouble making new friends?

Besides, weren't you just internally complaining about how dull things were these days? How you needed something new to just enlighten you a little? Just a bit? Perhaps this was for the better, and even if you declined, Minji would be able to find a way to bring Danielle to you, instead.

"Yeah, sure." You say.

At this, Minji is completely surprised, but also ecstatic and sure to accept before you change your mind. To avoid this, she tries to respond low-key and just accepts it, grabbing your hand and dragging you out of the familiar walls of your bedroom. You felt like a hermit, leaving it finally.

"Great, great. Cool. She'll be here literally any minute now, Y/N. You'll love her, I wouldn't do this if I didn't think you would. She's friendly, she's bright, she's smart, she's pretty, she's Aussie -"

Minji continued to rant about this friend. You began to think that maybe she didn't have a boyfriend, but a fat crush on her friend Danielle. You rolled your eyes a little, but didn't stop her from talking. You were sat down on the couch soon enough, and were waiting sort of nervously for someone to come to the door.

And they did soon. Minji squealed and smacked at her thighs in excitement, rushing to the front entrance to let Danielle inside. Your parents were on a conference trop outside of the area, so they weren't here to question what was going on.

A flowery aroma graced your house. You knew instantly that that scent was Danielle's. Maybe she'd just applied it for the night. When you finally turned around to see her, she was all glammed up and in a dress just as glamorous as Minji's.

She was pretty.

Like, really pretty.

But you told yourself it was the make-up, obviously.

Danielle was smiling very brightly as she kept her eyes on Minji, not the house. As far as you could infer, Danielle was a new, additional friend of your sister's, and she wasn't actually a long-time one. She'd probably never seen your house before, but the way she just focused on her friend made her seem more interesting to you.

Then she startled you by facing your way.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Maybe it was because she caught you studying her, maybe it was because she was frighteningly stunning, maybe it was because you just weren't accustomed to meeting new people. But hell on earth, you weren't expecting such a beautiful gaze to invite you like this.

"Hi, I'm Danielle. Nice to meet you!" She bowed politely, her smile not leaving. It made you feel sort of validated, and you hated yourself for loving this very minor attention.

"Hey, it's nice to meet you, too. I'm Y/N, Minji's younger sister." You introduced yourself, standing up to bow. You got a bit of a headrush from standing too quickly, but you were secretly eager to display how nice you could be.

Minji nearly laughed at how new you were to this, and it was fun seeing the different side of you. The one where you hid how messy and boring you often were. But she had to admit, even when you wore those shapeless sweat pants and that cropped, long-sleeve top, you could be very formal.

"Oh, yes, I've heard quite a few things about you, you know. Not just from Minji, but from my history teacher, Mrs Stokes -"

You'd been partially hooked in Danielle's Australian accent, but upon hearing the name of that one history teacher, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Mrs Stokes was your history teacher.

"Y-you go to my school?" You checked to see if you were right.

"Uh, (school name), right?"

"Uh-huh."

"Well, yeah," Minji interrupted, "Dani goes to your school. Did you not... Know that?"

You shook your head, and as your face was turned away from Danielle's, you gave Minji a very mean look. How could she not tell you? And how could she make you look like an idiot by acting as though you did know? You felt a bit betrayed, and also cheated because you thought you will have remembered someone as beautiful as Danielle go to your school.

It had taken you ages to find the group of people at school you hung out with. Nearly everyone who attended the same play was a complete asshole in some way or another, and you'd searched so many times for new friends who you liked better. How was Danielle not someone who caught your eye? How was she not even your corridor crush? How did you not see her, ever?

"Y/N, she's only in the year above you. I'm really surprised you didn't recognise her at least a little, but okay."

"You have Mrs Stokes too, then?" Danielle continued to conversate, not realising Minji was ready to leave the house.

"Uh, I do." You confirmed, "I chose history for my (SATs/GCSEs)."

"Ah, cool! So did I, actually!"

"O-oh, yeah? You enjoy history."

You too continued talking like you were making up for lost time with a friend. You were. You felt really angry at your school, your friends, your sister, the GODS for not letting you and Danielle meet sooner. It was unfair how hard you tried to actually get along with people you found annoying just so you could have friends, and here was the most perfect being on earth??

"Ahem," Minji cleared her throat, looking sort of irritated and awkward for stepping in, but what did she expect when she hyped up Danielle so much? "We'd better be going, Dani, your brother will be waiting on us. Y/N, I bought food today for you, and I'll be back sometime after twelve. Bye!"

"Yeah, bye," you said, feeling sort of dull again.

They both neared the door to leave, but Danielle stopped by you for another moment. She leant in closer, to mutter something a little more quietly to you. You don't think she'll ever know how much that small moment affected your sanity for the rest of that night, though. It made you wish you got to see her again. Would you?

"When I get back Y/N, we have to get to know each other better. I mean, how have we not seen each other more?"

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There you have it, Chapter one of...

Get to know you better.

In the past, I've only written things like drafts or lists of headcanons, but I'm gonna write this one properly. Hope this is good, and chapter two should come soon.

Requests are open!

Bye bye! <3

[baejax-the-great]

been wanting to write fic for the longest time, but i only really manage to make one shots

so i’m curious - how do you plan/start your fics, especially the long ones? do you ever write scenes that are five chapters ahead or do you write it in order?

thank u.. n i love ur work!!!!

I absolutely write scenes that are five chapters out. Sometimes those are the first scenes I write.

Usually my process starts like this: I think "wouldn't it be funny (or angsty af) if this thing happened?" And then I always say yes, because it would.

The next question is then, what caused that thing to happen, and what are the results (and are they also funny)?

This was actually a big struggle with Sunset In Your Veins. My original thought was just, "lmao, what if Achilles was cold and crying on a street corner. What if he thought it was Hell. What if he tried coffee. What if he wanted to fight the L. What if he stole a dog."

But none of those things is actually a story. Sure, Pat falling in love with him makes it a story, but what are the stakes?

This actually took me weeks to come up with (as I remember it anyway), and meanwhile I was adding more goofiness to Achilles in Chicago, writing whatever struck my fancy. Obviously he thinks the lake is a sea. He's going to LOVe the bean. They definitely have to watch Troy.

The only idea I could really get to work was turning it into a fairy tale. he's in Chicago because Aphrodite thought it would be fun, she's given him a challenge, and if he fails he dies. Also Aphrodite has said this is a "Reboot" so obviously Patroclus has to actually die at the end. This gave the overall fic some structure, and then I could get us from point A to point B in whatever way I found funniest.

I write my entire fics in one document, and when I get a silly idea I want to add to the fic, I add a descriptive header and then write the idea before I forget it. Here are some headers from WitD:

The ideas that are super solid, like Ambrosia, didn't need a lot of description because I knew exactly what was going to happen. The ones with question marks not so much.

I like using these headers because it's easy to skip back and forth to sections and reorder them, and I do this a lot. Like a lot.

I think a common pitfall for early writers is to start a fic because the premise rules, but not know how they are going to explain the premise or resolve the issues that stem from the premise. At least, I had this issue when I first posted longfic.

These days, I will only start posting a fic if I know how the story is going to resolve, and something like 'they live happily ever after' isn't what I mean. I have to know exactly how they are going to get that happily ever after, so in the case of Sunset, Pat's death was written within the first third of of me writing the story. Once I knew I had to get them to that intersection, happy, on the cusp of the deadline, and for Achilles to still be wearing stupid ass shoes, then it was a matter of figuring out *how* to get them there.

What has to happen for two people to fall in love? What has to happen for these two people to decide falling in love is worth it despite the massive cultural differences (and the rest of it)? What would give Aphrodite the most satisfaction with her game? What parts of Chicago/modern life would torture/delight Achilles the most? How will Pat reconcile his two identities? How would Ajax?

In a way, I fill the story in both backward and forward.

HOWEVER. One-shots are awesome. Because sometimes you don't want to world-build or work out the logic of the situation or give everyone a backstory or resolve shit. Sometimes you just have a kick ass scene in your mind and that is good enough.

[onebraincell-itmiebcraft]

Liveblogging real life part 2: Joel (it's been 12 13 days) (already watched)

Okay so maybe we'll do the liveblog-every-five-minutes-unless-something-crazy thing also idk if I should link this up to my intro post (idk how) or reblogged my og one with this oh well we'll figure it out why am I eating AGAIN doing this

I got inspired after rewatching secret life my beloved for the umpteenth time :P

Okay ep. 1/finale is hilarious and new "series" 😭

Joel why did you point out the cursor I can't take my eyes away

First batch

Joel jumping then immediately keeling over in nausea:

Idk how to respond to that but it struck a chord within me, how true

BigB wholesome waving but it also looks like his arm is BENT I can't get over VR arms man 😭

Punching BigB because he's so tall is so real tbh + love the smash cut to Gem being salty

Headpatting + baby-ish voice "little gem/Ren/skizz" what a gentleman makes me think of the try not to cry challenge or Jimmy's crazy christmas series where he says Joel is a crybaby and Gem says he's a romance guy in a mental gymnastics train of thought

Grian throwing his head back from the outside?! Cryptid behaviour

The real life vids don't make me motion sick but Joel making retching and vomiting sounds does NOT help it makes me sick by proxy or something I hate being disoriented and nauseous too buddy

There's probably a video out there of someone comparing regular mc to vr because vr just hits different like proportions wise

Joel noises

Love this Joel-Gem duo already idk how to describe it just fun

Also Joel having to process out loud he won't throw up on Gem I remember playing Richie's plank experience or whatever years and years ago shit was REAL

Joel's inventory becoming disorganized with things that can be stacked together :(

Hey what gem said kinda reminds me of what grian said :D at the end of his episode awful :DD

Poor Joel he's battling his height complex alongside his motion sickness (rip bozo poor little meow meow)

I think almost everybody had the problem of facing the wall dude, it's okay it's very silly

Water foreshadowing (he will swim with his future gang and become incredibly sick)

Geminislay that pig

Wait till Joel learns about lying down‼️‼️

JOEL STOP MAKING NAUSEOUS SOUNDS I'M GONNA FROW UP 👹

"...Falling in powdered snow" kinda reminds me of this short story I read in grade 9 English class "The Bamboo Trap" protag fell in The Bamboo Trap™ and got bitten by big ass spiders or something the idiot, also I think got published in the same anthology as the most dangerous game 👊

Joel admits to weakness

Weird ass snow, someone built this or something?

Joel with his arms out looks so silly, so does gem

Oh gem how graceful with the figure skating history 👊👊👊✌️👉✌️✌️🤜🤛🤛🤜🙏

Lol they learn about the wrist chat

Second batch

Jimmy, oh iconic Timmy

Shield (why did I write this again?)

Bi shoes, love seeing gem's skin wearing the bi shoes I forget about it every once in a while and when I see it again it's a pleasant surprise

Vr players learn to pvp

When you use the shield to block in first person it looks kinda stupid dude

Campsite vibes tbh, I really like it.

Bee spotted 🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝 what is it doing

Shaky controller cursor over top chest plate I feel you

Falling irl indeed (recursive mention about plank)

LOUD holy moly Joel is loud (not negative)

Healf being something people can't look at at all times is actually a kinda funny mechanic

Smajor friendship aww when will they team up (did I forget about a series)

The poor beg for bread, we live in a society ✊😔

Grian killing??? Since when??? (Sarcastic)

Batch three

Peace and love is why they haven't died yet 😘

Arms again! Weird looking things

Hand gesture reminds me of that one diamond scar short with etho's greedy "I want the diamond" voice

Flint and steel? Weird looking thing

Omg red club looks like bugs, the way the trio gossips about them ♥️

Right no out messages...

Can't believe the most motion sick man gets in the water not once but TWICE this ep

Does he know

Where did the horse thing come from

Can't remember if I mentioned this but when the sword swings without critting in VR it looks so silly it pokes

A bugs life: the sequel

Club: deadly euphemism

Sword 😐

Something about jimmy doesn't get burnt...

Why is Jimmy jiggles the only one with a wooden sword???

Strong words from a man on the verge of mania 👀

Lol knowing impulse breaks the ground under Joel big brain man going for the kill

Something about the disappointed way Joel says "scar!" And scar stabbing him in the first caused this

Tim is so British he says "get in" so much

Joel, again exasperated, cries out "where's all my stuff?!"

Funny Minecraft men, my favourite funny Minecraft men

My god seeing from Joel's perspective his second death is from zombie

I think Joel was about to saying bluming + the cover behind house + the constant begging for his stuff back + violence as an answer (he hits men)

4

Oh scar up to no good again

JOEL GETS IN THE WATER AGAIN!!! MOTION SICKNESS WIN!

Joel and scar just did mitosis stop being scared of biology 🙄

What was Mr solidaritygaming doing in that hill and said yes to did he finally get iron?

Aw the silly arm motion I love greeting people with spirit fingers reminds me of that

GOON SQUAD?! (neuron activated)

Famous moment

Oh more famous moment here comes the smallidarity kiss

Love Tim's body language once again the sharp smooth head turn to grian he's like a cartoon character

(what grian mean they are suited and booted he cut this part out I don't remember the other povs 😢)

Leave it to solidaritygaming himself to be the most homoerotic straight man there is of course + Joel is still patting him on the head? + Timsel being cringefail needing to jump multiple times on ONE BLOCK + Joel did NOT need to lean that much he looks like he's powered by springs + Jim's arms always being so tight together. Makes him. Look like. An old granny??? + Joel IMMEDIATELY checking his wrist afterwards like it's a Tuesday and he's on break + homophobic GRIAN + impulse's dad delivery one liner

The more I watch smallidarity kiss the more bizarre and asinine it becomes to me 😀

When did Joel learn to button jump (he WAS mental for jumping irl irl)

Okay Joel cut out that canary comment why don't you 🙄🙄🙄

WHACK 💀 SHAKE YOUR HANDS REAL FAST 💀💀 JOEL SCREAM #3997 💀💀💀

Fond of Joel's cadence of saying "hello guys!" And "I'm coming in boys!" And "HAHA!" oddly musical

Okay aaaaaaand he dies worst ranking ever good for him the end

Idk if I should liveblog scar next or watch Ren because I've already watched up to skizz + me 'ead 'urts oh well

[hollywoodsargeant]

logan pics i’m a bit crazy for (shame edition)

so i love logan sargeant. yes? and of course some pictures of him are… better than others. but sometimes i look at photos that are objectively terrible and once would’ve given me some type of ick but now in my current state of florida boy psychosis make me a bit looney. make me go a bit “holy fuck i’m in love with him.” make me need a couple bullet lobotomies.

it might get worse as it goes idk the order isn’t really thought out. but be warned: all of it is bad

we will start pretty normal. i mostly just think this is a stupid fucking pose. what are you doing. why are you like this. what is your deal with posting black and white gym selfies and can you stop

golf cart selfie … i hate you. soz for cropping out the other guys idk who they are. not the point. this picture is dumb and he looks DUMB fuck you and your backwards cap and your stupid little smile and your. fuck you. i can’t believe i’m this crazy about a man who GOLFS for FUN.

i’m like. 1. i cropped out SO MANY fish 2. what the fuck are those flip flops 3. i hate you. but hi kyle! idk who the other guy is. anyways. this i stole from a tweet that says something like “this has been logan sargeant and kyle kirkwood catching big ass fish” and that says a lot about society. and me. mostly me. i have no real explanation for this one i think i just find him cute

look me in my eyes. Look Me In My Eyes. this is a horrible photo. one, i can’t see his face at all, and also he’s like actively fishing on a boat, which is a whole thing, and i need to die. I NEED TO DIE! blinded by a.) logan sargeant and b.) the little bit of his stomach showing where his shirt is riding up. so disgustingly weak for him, actually. i need to be put to rest

i am still neglecting to post the full image this is from for reasons (there’s blood in it) but he is so dumb and i love him. hi kyle (again) for some reason i frequently just Stare at the full of this picture like a freak. consider that logan is wearing WHITE SNEAKERS on a boat with BLOOD ON THE FLOOR. horrible. that thing next to logan’s head? the sword part of the swordfish. Yeah we slay

nice fish dude. no further comment on this matter.

and i know i’ve posted this one about 7 times but that’s because i MEAN IT. and i’m STILL MAD. him and his untied white shoes and the shirt riding up and the big fucking sunglasses and the. he is so loserboy. so florida. sooo i’m in love with him and every day it gets worse. the logan sargeant psychosis has reached completely untreatable levels! get shorter shorts

[blueskittlesart]

Your thoughts on the phantom thief’s costumes?

oh this should be fun!! i included akechi and sumire also because i love talking so the more the better

joker: solid 9/10. easy to remember and draw which i appreciate. not a lot of color variation except for the red gloves, which i actually like ON HIM but i generally dislike the bright primary colored gloves as a common motif among all the thieves because i think it hinders most of their designs, with joker being the one exception.

ryuji: 8/10. harder to remember than joker's but i also don't draw him that much. again not much color variation but like. they're thieves. that's normal and makes sense. i love the metal spinal cord detailing on the back of his jacket!! my only real problem with it is the yellow gloves and red scarf. i think if the gloves HAD to be yellow then the scarf should have also been yellow to match, because since they're so similar in terms of saturation they end up fighting for attention.

ann: 0/10 god i hate this outfit. i literally cant stand it it's so god awful. the fact that they put a 16 year old girl in a skintight cat bodysuit with a boob window is one thing but like. they couldnt even make it look good. the pink gloves clash with the monotone red of the rest of the outfit. the boots are ugly and don't match the aesthetic of the catsuit. the zippers on the suit are clearly meant to add visual interest but just look stupid and impractical. NOT TO MENTION she breaks the theme of a primarily black outfit that (most of) the rest of them have going despite her codename being panther, a BLACK CAT??? why is it red. if i could kill the designers of this outift i would

yusuke: 6/10. would be infinitely better if it was a shirt and pants instead of a bodysuit. also the giant sleeves look stupid as hell <3 once again the bright blue gloves suck ass but at least they're SLIGHTLY brought in to the rest of the design with the blue stripes on the belt. honestly i think it would be better if they just ditched the gloves and made the belt stripes red to keep with the kitsune mask aesthetic but whatever. it could be way worse ig

makoto: 8/10. her mask is ugly let's get that out of the way first. sorry queen its the truth </3 aside from that i think she's got one of the better designs of the thieves. very cohesive aesthetic and it's almost exclusively black but doesn't lose detail (the silver metal accents help with this and are a very nice touch!) she's one of the few that doesn't suffer from the glove problem because her gloves are gray but if it were me i might have made them black. overall solid design

futaba: 7/10. one of the more practical designs which i think is cool! she's got arm and kneepads and pockets on her thighs which i think is very on-brand for a support character like her. she also keeps some aspects of her real-world fashion sense like her legwarmers and big platform shoes which is cool!! her color palette could be a liiiiitle bit more cohesive, she's got both gold and silver metal accents which throws me off a bit and the red of her goggle lenses ends up looking somewhat out of place with the rest of her green accents. she doesn't suffer from the glove problem though despite her gloves being bright neon green, i think because that same green is used just enough in other parts of her design that the gloves blend in more as an accent color.

haru: 10/10. my favorite design in the game BY FAR. she's got such a cool and cohesive aesthetic going. the pink accents are noticeable but don't overpower the black enough to make her look out of place with the other thieves, and the frilliness and puffiness of it also reminds me of her real-world fashion sense! she unfortunately is probably the biggest victim of the glove problem. the purple gloves absolutely destroy an otherwise beautiful color scheme and distract from all the beautiful details of her outfit because they just look SO out of place. i don't hate them enough to dock her points but if they were just. black. or pink even. then she would be completely perfect

pre-reveal akechi: 10/10. ok i laughed out loud when i first saw this because it looks fucking stupid and i recognize that objectively it looks fucking stupid. but from both a design and lore standpoint its. good. it is genuinely very good. it's got a cohesive color scheme and aesthetic which visually places him opposite joker--he is white with red and gold accents in direct contrast to joker's black with red and silver accents. certain aspects of his design seem to deliberately parallel joker's--the v-shaped buttons on his coat are an obvious imitation of the v-shaped accents on joker's waistcoat, the cuffs on his sleeves look just like joker's, the v-cut of his cape is reminiscent of the slit in the back of joker's coat, etc etc. even his gloves (which have to be spotlighted because ive done it for everyone else) are a parallel to joker's--white against red cuffs as opposed to red against black cuffs. from a design standpoint everything about this design is SCREAMING at you that akechi is a direct parallel of joker, and it's done very well imo. from a lore standpoint i can't help but wonder if he made these decisions deliberately, as some sort of challenge to joker or something, since he's the only character who mentions putting actual thought into their outfit.

post-reveal akechi: 3/10. i don't want to be mean but this was a huge downgrade. it's got some good things going for it--the mask is cool, and definitely better than the ugly shit he was wearing before, and the way certain aspects become almost corrupted, like the cape and belt, is a cool touch. however i think a lot of what i praised his pre-reveal design for made things difficult for the designers of this outfit. so much of white knight akechi seems deliberately designed to mirror joker, to be the white to joker's black. so when the designers had to do a dark version of akechi, they ended up backed into a corner, because simply turning akechi's old design black would leave him looking far too similar to joker, who, crucially, he is rejecting completely in order to attain this form in the first place. what the designers settled on was an evil candycane, which. well. i think we could maybe have done a little better. i think leaning into the prince thing might have helped--going from a prince of justice to a prince of darkness, keeping that aesthetic but twisting it into something more disney-villain-esque. at the very least he needs to not be wearing a striped bodysuit. please. im sympathetic to the problems the designers must have faced with this one but im SURE there's a solution that isn't a skintight purple monstrosity.

sumire: 5/10. sigh. this one is hard for me. because if i look at it objectively i think that her design is GOOD. like it's cohesive, it's pretty, the elements fit together, etc etc. but i can't get past the fact that they just straight up made her female joker. like the poor girl can't even get her own outfit. i know she's the love interest but COME ON can we give her a little more agency here PLEASE. the leotard is the only thing that feels definitively like HER because gymnastics and everything else just kind of feels like a genderbent joker cosplay to me. for every other character in this game their thief costume's aesthetic can be related somehow back to them as a character--their motivations, their innermost desires, their personality, SOMETHING. sumire just. gets none of that. she gets to be Joker's Girlfriend. and yeah maybe you could make the case that she like doesn't know who she is or whatever and that's why she defaults to him but it still feels CHEAP. she doesn't even get her own glove color. EVERY OTHER CHARACTER IN THE GAME has a uniquely ugly glove color except sumire who has to share with joker because she is his girlfriend. ugh

[bookhighlightss]

BOOK REVIEW ON DREAMLAND BILLIONAIRE TRILOGY

I. The fine print

1. Okay I love how he created a whole ass person who did her drawings for her lmfao.

2. HE WATCHED ALL SEVENTEEN VERSIONS OF PRIDE AND PREJUDICE BECAUSE SHE LOVES PRIDE AND PREJUDICE. and the way he sometimes related his situation to mr. Darcy, yea adorable.

3. I love Zahra's brains and overall the way she helped in making Rowan realise how he messed up with the employees salary and shit. Independent girly. Love it.

4. I love how she wears and collects batches and the backstory behind it was adorable.

5. Rowan's relationship with her sister was so cute. I was here for it.

6. I don't rmr much of the book but yea they were cute and I like how iris stood up for herself when he treated her like shit and didn't give in easily. ( I don't remember much of the book I read it a month ago)

II. Terms and conditions

1. OMG WHEN I TELL YOU IM OBSESSED WITH THESE TWO I MEAN IM OBSESSED. i love them the most out of this series.

2. They are probably the only couple in this series that actually communicated properly about their feelings and considered each other's feelings too.

3. The way Declan genuinely tried to change and become a better person was wow. Also the fact that he liked her way before the marriage contract.

4. Super obsessed with them and they live rent free in my head alongside Alex and ava.

III. The final offer

1. When I tell you I have so many complaints on this book I mean I GOT COMPLAINS.

2. Okay first of all I get that they were childhood lovers or whatever and then he threw that away and got an alcohol addiction but that never gave the people in their stupid ass town to bring him down that much. Because first of all it wasn't like he vandalised or abused shit when he was drunk so the whole town putting their nose in and being all judgey was unnecessary because they saw how broke alana was after the breakup. Like did u see Callahan being all cheery? No. But okay sure go ahead and judge bcs what else do u have to do in a small stinky ass town.

3. Okay when I say alana had no character development, I mean zero. Nada. Bcs she didn't once ask him why he drank so much and as much as I'm against drinking, people don't drink that much unless they got baggage. She was legit waiting all throughout the book for a chance for him to hurt her and when he did she didn't hear shit she was ready to be like ha I proved myself right, u r an asshole.

4. The sole reason this worked out was because Callahan was down bad for her because she never communicated properly. Homegirl was so stuck on the fact that he left. He drank. He broke my heart. And didn't put herself in his shoes once. Callahan had a lot of baggage and idk I just wanted him to have a conversation with her about all his shit but I never got that so that ticked me off.

5. Okay I love Callahan and his whole personality. I mean mans went to therapy just to fix himself for her. But alana is a big no for me. Idk maybe if she had a character development in another universe I would be here for it.

Overall the books were fun to read. Super fast paced. Will help u get out of your readers slump.

If I had to rate the book from most favourite to least favourite:

1. Terms and conditions ( the best book out of the trilogy).

2. The fine print

3. The final offer ( I'm mega disappointed in this book but I LOVE CALLAHAN the most out of the three brothers )

Most favourite to least favourite kane men:

1. Callahan kane ( hands down the best )

2. Declan kane ( he was amazing )

3. Rowan kane ( he was lowkey toxic)

Most favourite to least favourite kane women:

1. Iris kane ( love love her )

2. Zahra kane

3. Alana kane ( yk why )

Overall id give the series a 7/10.

[franzleitmayr]

Tatort live reaction by me and my best denglisch :D

How does Thorsten look so young

Maybe it's the light

Oh oh someone's dead

Oh hi Sebastian

Also looking young

Oh just a head

How does Thorsten look so young

Maybe it's the light

Oh oh someone's dead

Oh just a head

Lots of Schnellkochtöpfe

Oh wilder Mann

Like the Tatort Game

Thorsten is im Alleingang

No wan

Woah they still have the same Präsidium since the first episode

All sounding young too

Concerned Sebastian

Blaulicht ;Love that for them

Lmao they're moving their asses real weird

That chair had a face istg

I feel like they're sarcastic noW

Sebastian is so annoyed

Wilder Mann again

Ew old ass

Why put your clothes in the trash 💀

Oh Thorstens Auto

Bisexual light as Sebastian enters the room

More bisexual light

Bubbles ouhhh

Husband behaviour

Lmao

What's happening

Also very cool bubbles Thorsten

More bisexual light

Now lesbian light

Talking about murder with a high Thorsten must be very annoying

"Drogen sind illegal" maybe you should have thought about that before getting high

Funny sound Thorsten

Bisexual light

“My mom” jokes

*intimate touching *

Oh no Thorsten us running away

Sebastian tsktsktsk

Lmao

"Ich würde dich doch nie anlügen..." sureeee

Wir zwei

"ICH LIEBE DICH" is this canon now

This escalated quickly

New Hupe unlocked

Wdym he's in life threatening danger MAYBE

WDYM THIS MIGHT BE HIS LAST NIGHT

murder mom?

Lmao this dude

what a nice family activity ;Drug dealing at night 💪

They just keep reaching new stages of queerbaiting

Oh oh the big deal I suppose

Taiwanisch 🤔

Er kann das nicht !

He looks like Mario

Woah there's this guy from the Tatort game the whole time

Now this seems dangerous/j

That suit is ugly

Small talk before drug dealing 😌

Nee gekühlt werden muss nicht

Why would you freeze drugs

Adé 👋

You are what you miet?

What's that supposed to mean

Lmao Thorsten

"Er ist ein Vogel, er kann fliegen"

Sure

Thorsten is very good at hiding

Schnellkochtöpfe as i Said

Außerirdische killertöpfe are very dangerous indeed. You should never underestimate it

Them*

Two men touching 🤯

And betraying each other afterwards 💪

What a nice Schnellkochtopf

Thorsten is such a funny guy

More bisexual lighting

Ugly-suit-man again

Mario stop looking out of the window like a

dog

*Thorsten still without shoes*

He's so small Imao

Oh oh oh illegal stones

Gratis Schnellkochtöpfe

Only in Stuttgart

Tsktsktsk da darf man nicht parken Herr

Bootz 🙄

*thorsten struggling to get dressed* mood though

Thorsten has fun with glass

I bet it's from the lady from the beginning

Oh oh oh gayness again

Criminal women

Why is his suit the same colour as his skin

Ah yes Dani

Oh ig Thorsten loves everyone noW

"Für dich immer" Imao

Yeah drinking is important

Water ofc though

Ich bin auch nicht tot Thorsten

I guess he really CAN fly

Nasen joke

No nasen shaming here

Bisexual light

I think the drugs make you bisexual

Stop chewing on your gum like that

Woah guns

Don't kill those poopies though

Oh diner *french accent*

Peeing together as a bonding activity 💪

What a nice jukebox

don't dance with the jukebox like that

Thorsten

*sebastian is flustered*

Sebastian matches the vibe of Thorstens car

Okay overprotective Thorsten

Don't touch that Thorsten

Woah so many bad guys

What in the world

LmaO

Thorsten

Why did you knock him out

Only cool cars somehow this episode

LmaO

Sebastian is so annoyed it's so funny

Oh no sad

Sehr gut Sebastian

Sehr gut Thorsten

Wir rocken das 💪

Oh no family drama

Very healthy

What is she doing with her hand

Is she a magician

Lmao

I feel like this is a very silly episode

Thorsten is more worried about his car than about Sebastian

Damn Dani just wants his sleep

LmaO

Don't go outside your car the moment you hear gun shots

That's so stupid

Woah more memories unlocked

They're calling each other pet names secretly istg

Why in the world would Thorsten verarsch you Sebastian

Du hast einfach keine Eier 🤧

Lmao did he got shot in his non existent balls now 🤨

Wow Thorsten richtig erwachsen von dir

Still a bit silly

Woah serious moments again

Lmao this Mario guy

What is she talking about

This dude is am Ende

What in the world are they doing

Lmao

Woah those scenes make it seem like a crime film

Thorsten is so smart

Oh dangerous Mario

Lmao they're locked in a cell for tigers now

Bro you're making it worse

This ugly suit man is ugly on the inside too mao

Lmao Thorsten why so dramatic

Oh oh there's a tiger in there

Sebastian is a tiger whisperer ig

Lmao the murder mom

Beate

I don't understand this accent

Beate 🤯

Lmao they're in the wrong cage

The tiger looks quite nice

like to cuddle it :(

I love cute cats

Woah the mom with a plan

The tiger seems to enjoy it there

What's he doing with tiger cock

Don't buy tigers on eBay kids

Oh oh oh some key or something lying around

Go Thorsten

Did Mario plot this all

Ah no he didn't

Lmao

What in the world

Oh no poor Mario is traumatised

Who shot

Oh I suppose it was joe

Oh she's there too

Woah plot twist

And another one

Lmao they're all so silly

Joe is unconscious again Imao

Get the bad guys

Guter Plan Herr Kommissar

Oder auch nicht

Who are you hiding from Thorsten

This is so cliché

Thorsten is still silly goofy Imao

Bro that sounded wrong

I love how everyone is so concerned

Menschen Kralle 💀

Der wilde Mann is so damn weird

Stop screaming like that bro

Lmao

I suppose that is a win indeed

Good for the tiger

Omg those guys

Why doesn't he ever change his clothes

Lmao it's all so sikky

Naw

this was real fun

I’m sorry for everyone reading this 🥲💀

[thephantomcasebook]

An actress I really respect once said that when you are given a characters to play you shouldn't judge the character, because then you would be making them a disservice. If you have to play a prostitute then you can't judge the fact that they are able to have sex with a person they are disgusted by for 10$,but understand what led them there and who they are in the context of the story.

I feel like a couple of the HOTD actors didn't do that, judging the character without understanding who they were. And then if you add the 'woke' politics of the writers, then it makes sense how some characters were written and played.

I remember that quote, but I can't, for the life of me, remember who said it.

But I 1000% agree with you.

Just like there's been a degradation of writing over the last decade, because, all writers are taught to do now is deconstruct and tear down, not how to create. Acting is also starting to degrade in the decades due to this insipid mind virus that's affecting everything.

Back in the old days, an actor took on a role and became that role, finding a way in and exposing the humanity so that the flaws can be more pronounced and hit harder when we see both sides of this person that we can relate too, no matter the gender or color of their skin. The actor or actress didn't have to agree with them, but they strove to understand them so they could do the utmost job in brining them to life for the love of the craft and artform.

Now - and I've seen it more and more in actors and especially actresses born in the 1990's - they want to change the character fundamentally to suit their own personality or so they could be more like them. Now, rather than they embody the shoes of someone else, that character must be some extension of them. It's deeply narcissistic and reductive. More and more the character has to be tailor fit and reflect the actor or actresses experiences or beliefs.

I always bring up Lena Headey with Cersei. Don't get it twisted, I may think that Lena Headey is so incredibly stupid that they had to burn down the school to get her out of the third grade, but I also was a big fan of hers for a good chunk of my life and followed her career closely for years. And I guarantee you that Headey had nothing in common with Cersei - other than believing that she is a smart person - but she made it clear in every interview and press tour that she adored Cersei cause she understood her on a fundamental level. And as an actress she loved the scenes where she and Tyrion were being terrible toward one another because she and Dinklage had so much fun getting into these characters and playing these scenes.

The same thing goes for Michelle Dockery and Laura Carmichael in "Downton Abbey". Just like Olivia Cooke and Emma D'Arcy, Dockery and Carmichael are best friends in real life, they're as close as real life sisters. But both their characters in the show and movies, Lady Mary and Lady Edith, aren't just sisters, but rivals and enemies. And the two of them - just like Headey and Dinklage - loved playing those hateful and vicious scenes against one another, cause, once they inhabit these characters, slip in, they have a blast embodying this person they love to be and bringing out their humanity in these sparing and pissing contests between two rich aristocrat sisters.

However, when you look at Cooke and D'arcy, they want the characters of Alicent and Rhaenyra to reflect them, their relationship, their friendship, and not them becoming Alicent and Rhaenyra, taking on the two characters attributes and beliefs. Both actresses are so intolerant, so up their own ass, that rather than accept that these two women hate one another, that they come from two different worlds once they grow up into adults, they allow their bullshit bimbo feminist cultist beliefs get in the way of their own craft.

Rather than Cooke portraying Alicent as a traditionalist and pious woman that values family and church. She decided that Alicent was a secret closeted lesbian who hates herself and secretly pines for Rhaenyra and her freedoms. And all because Cooke has such a distaste, such a prejudice, against real life women who think in such a way, that she couldn't bear to not only portray them in media, but lower herself to try and understand their world view at all.

And that's why Cooke will always be a good actress but never a great actress like Dockery, Headey, Jessica Brown Findlay, and Laura Carmichael. Cause she'll never fully embody or get lost in a character enough to make them a real or tangible person because her empathy is blocked by rampant narcissisms masked as a crusading activist of the most luxury of West End, London, politics.