#i don't know a whole lot about alex yet but i love what i've seen so far!! happy late birthday :D

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alex doodles for a totally not two day late happy birthday to @thedeafprophet 😌

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the official beginner's guide to olizumi

so! you're a fan of fma or maybe a friend of mine, and you're interested in learning more about the relationship between olivier mira armstrong and izumi curtis! great, you've come to exactly the right place.

if it's been a while since you've seen fma:b, or if you've never seen it and don't mind watching some scenes from the final arc, i recommend getting started with my compilation:

(original video post here)

when i first watched fma:b back in march 2023, i thought i would manage to watch the entire thing without getting obsessed with a wlw ship. i was wrong. the second these two started interacting i immediately became enamored with the trust, respect, and intimacy that they share, and with the way they seemed to find in each other the same steely spirit, grit, and inner sense of self. their ability to communicate their philosophies, despite their differences, and listen to each other with ease and tenderness just. GOT ME. they got me.

get ready for SO MUCH MORE under the cut:

(i was lucky enough to have a chance to draw up a little list of most of my headcanons about them, which can be found here! the most important of which i'd say are that i write them as t4t, and olivier as a stone top!)

if you're convinced of their chemistry just from that, great, my job here is done! but if you don't believe me yet, or you want a little more, it would be my honor to point you in the direction of the first ever fic i wrote for them, "recognition." (tumblr post for chapter 1 here!)

"recognition" can best be described as a 4 chapter old woman yaoi where (almost) nothing happens and two milves fall in love. or if you like, sorry izumi, two very young women navigate the beginnings of a long distance relationship, polyamory, workaholism, and chronic illness. it is sickeningly fluffy, and to date the longest thing i've ever published.

it even comes with an illustration! @wlwsakura did THIS for me:

(original post here) which i will never be over not in one million years!

AND it also comes with a whole entire soundtrack, made by myself and my dearest friend @summerwoodsmoke! kinda a folksy gentle, very sappy vibe. i still listen to it all the time! alex picked some bangers tbh.

for the very first @fma-rareships event, i wrote two little ficlets set in the world of "recognition," which are here and here!

if you're keeping track so far, that's a compilation, a headcanon list, a fic(+ficlets), a commission, and a playlist. but wait, there's more!

so, okay, maybe 23k is too long for you. or maybe fluff isn't your thing. or maybe, somehow, you've made it through all that and you want more. not to worry. i have more.

just this week, i posted "bone deep" (tumblr post here), which is a 5k E rated omegaverse fic that's kind of like recognition on fastforward and if i didn't cut out the sex scenes. and if it was omegaverse. it's the first omega thing i've ever written, but i really wanted a chance to write more in depth about how i see olivier's stone identity, and weirdly this setting gave me the chance to do that!

and now we've covered everything i've made for them...so far. but i want to give a shout out to some others in the rarepairs mines with me, because i'm not the only one who care them!

@machinerismsx's fic "An Open Invitation" is genuinely incredible. it's hilariously funny (there's lines in there i still think about and giggle), and also like. super hot. we didn't know anything about each other's fic projects til after i posted "recognition," but we were stunned to realize we'd written a lot of the exact same plot points, including what i refer to as The Curtis-Armstrong Alliance.

you may have noticed that in my compilation, sig and alex also had like, off the charts chemistry. m and i noticed that too! so in both of our fics, while sig and izumi are still married, they are also each get an armstrong all to themselves, lol.

which brings me to @eggos-esper! my brother-in-arms who is out here as the reigning champ of sigalex! (& you can read the sigalex fic i wrote for him on ao3 here ((or see the tumblr post here!)))

but maybe you're nostalgic for youth. or you like epistolary fics. or maybe you, like me, are deeply obsessed with the miniep "tale of the teacher." if that's you, PLEASE PLEASE check out @baudleaires's fic "Notes from Briggs" it is the cutest thing on planet earth and it had me kicking and squealing the entire time.

maybe you want more art! there's more art!

@iztopher did this one for my birthday and it made me actually scream and then weep:

and @wlwsakura's first piece of them is what made me commission her in the first place:

it's still the photo for one of the groupchats i'm in. it rules.

also, while they're not on tumblr atm, i could not bear to make this list without acknowledging @chillingoose, who is one of my dearest friends and who has come up with some truly stunning things for olizumi as well.

and! and! also @littlebear1537! who loves briggs more than anyone else in the universe!

if i managed to miss anything, my olizumi tag is here! there's not a ton in it at the moment, but there are some jokes, like this one by @heavenlyshadowhunter:

:D

i would LOVE to add more to that tag by any means possible, so if you make anything for olizumi, PLEASE tag me in it! i am also going to work on setting up @olizumi as more of a proper archive too! (edit: i did it! it’s a real blog now!)

thank you so much for reading this incredibly long post, and for giving my girls a chance! <3!

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Rice, Rice, baby | Chapter 20

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“Olivia, where do you think you are going?” my mum asks me as I walk down the stairs.

“To work?” 

“Don't you have a doctor's appointment to attend to today?”

“Yes, this afternoon.”

“What? I thought you said it was in the morning! I changed my shift to go with you!”

“I'm sorry, mum. But they called yesterday at the last minute saying that they had to reschedule it.”

“And why didn't you tell me?”

“I forgot” I shrug.

But I actually hadn't forgotten. I had been the one calling my doctor asking her if we could reschedule my appointment to the afternoon so Declan could come with me since he didn't have training. This was my first scan since I had told him everything, and he wanted to be there with me.

“Oh, Liv… I wanted to be there with you! Today they will definitely tell you if it's a boy or a girl!”

“I'm sorry, mum. You know I have too many things in my head right now and…”

“I know” she says, taking my hand on hers and giving it a little squeeze. “But I still wanted to be there for you. Your dad is already missing it since he is at that talk in Manchester.”

“I know. He was so excited…”

“He was” she says. “But who will be going with you then?”

“Kennedy.”

“What? Why her?”

“She was free and offered to come with me.”

“And Alex? He hasn't been to any scan yet, and he is the father of your child in case you have forgotten.”

“I have not, no” I sigh.

“Liv… I don't know what happened between you two and I respect your choice to not tell us… But in a few months there will be a baby, and they deserve to have a mother and a father that will take care of them.”

“They will have that, don't worry” I say. Because if Declan keeps his promise, our baby will have us both in their life. Maybe not together like a couple, but we will be there for them. “And I better go, I don't want to be late.”

“Ok. But be careful with the car and keep me updated about the doctor's appointment.”

“I will, mum. I promise. I love you” I say, kissing her cheek.

“I love you too, Olivia” she smiles. 

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“Hi, sorry I'm late” I say, getting into Declan's car. “There was a problem with that bloody coffee machine again, the technician wasn't picking up the phone, and then the power went out for an hour. It was a bit chaotic and… Why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on my face?”

“Uh?”

“My face. Is there something on it? I had pasta for lunch, so maybe I didn't clean all the tomato sauce.”

“There is no tomato sauce” Declan says.

“Then why are you looking at me like that?”

“How?”

“Like… that” I say, moving my hand in the air. 

“You look beautiful today.”

“What?” I say with a nervous laugh, my cheeks already starting to burn.

“I mean, you always look beautiful. But today, a lot more.” 

“Well… ummm… thanks.”

“You're welcome” Declan smiles. “Now, should we get going? I don't want us to be late to meet the little one.”

“Yes, of course” I reply, putting on my seatbelt. Or trying to.

“Here, let me help you.” 

The moment our hands touch and he looks up, it's like we've traveled back in time to the day we met. I can feel the same electricity I felt when our fingers first touched running through my whole body, my mind starting to get lost once again in that shade of blue I had never seen before. 

“I hope they get your eyes. And your eyelashes.”

“What?” Declan says, his hands still on mine.

“The baby. I hope they get your eyes. They are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.” Woah, Olivia. Intense much? 

“Thank you” he replies with a shy smile. Wait a minute… Declan Rice getting shy after I have complimented him? Since when? I am the one who starts giggling and feeling her face on fire, not him. “And this is done.”

“What is?”

“The seatbelt, Liv.”

“Oh, yes, yes. Pregnant brain, you know” I say with a stupid laugh. Yeah, making a fool of myself in front of him hasn't changed.

“Is that a thing?”

“Yep.”

“Interesting” he smirks. Now that is the Declan I am used to. “Do you need anything else?”

“No, I'm fine.”

“Ok. Then let's go see our baby” he says, letting go of my hand and making me miss his touch. But it doesn't last long, because he moves it to caress my bump, something he would do again a few more times while we are stopped at a red light, the warmest and fuzziest feeling ever filling my chest. 

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“Ok, let's check how the little one is today, shall we?” my doctor smiles while I give Declan's hand a little squeeze. I've had to grab it to make him stop fidgeting, he is so nervous…

“Woah, what is that noise?” he asks. 

“That's their heartbeat” I tell him.

“Really? Is that normal?”

“It is, don't worry. It means they are very healthy” the doctor explains. 

“And I thought mine was beating fast…” 

“Welcome to the club” I chuckle. “Are they in the right position today?” In my previous scan it had been impossible to tell if they were a boy or a girl. 

“They are yes. Do you want me to tell you now or are you planning a gender reveal?”

“Oh no, I hate those. Declan?” 

“Uh?” he says, his eyes still fixed on the screen. He is… Oh my God, he is crying.

“Dec, hey. Are you ok?” I ask him, squeezing his hand again.

“Yeah, yeah, I just… That's my child” he says, quickly wiping away his tears. 

“It is, yes” I smile, trying not to cry too.

“Anyway, the gender” he says, composing himself. “Is it possible to know later on our own?”

“Of course” my doctor says. “We'll give you an envelope with the results so you can open it when you are ready.”

“And photos too?”

“Photos too” she smiles.

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“So, how do we do it?” Declan asks me once we are back in his car.

“How do we do what?”

“The envelope, Liv” he says. “Do you want to do it here or should we go somewhere special?”

“Actually, now that you mention it… Can we go to that restaurant where you took me when we left the lionesses game? I've been dreaming about the cake we ate for the past weeks.”

“First craving?” he asks, starting the car.

“Oh, no. My first craving was Cadbury chocolate.”

“You are always eating chocolate, Liv” he chuckles. “That isn't new.”

“But now it's gotten worse.”

“How can it be worse than liking literally anything made with chocolate?”

“I have to keep a bar on my bedside table because I wake up hungry in the middle of the night and it is the only thing I want to eat. And it has to be Cadbury chocolate, just that one. One morning I woke up hugging it.”

“What?” Declan laughs.

“Yeah” I shrug. “I think it is because the baby has your sweet tooth.”

“My sweet tooth, Liv? Mine?” he laughs again. 

“Yep, yours” I smile. “So if my teeth fall off after eating so much sugar… You are paying for the new ones, you are the millionaire here.”

“Ok” he laughs once again, the rest of our journey to the restaurant filled with more of his loud laugh while I just smile like an idiot. Had I missed that? God knows I had.

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“Is it as good as you remembered?”

“Better” I say, cake spilling from my mouth. So elegant, Olivia.

“Here, let me help you” Declan chuckles, cleaning my chin with his napkin, his other hand holding my face. I wonder if he can feel my cheeks getting warmer and warmer by the second. “Done.”

“Thank you” I whisper.

“So… Should we open the envelope before they kick us out due to you eating all their cake?” he says with a teasing smile.

“Ha ha ha” I reply, rolling my eyes. “But yeah, let's do it. It's in my bag.”

“Ok” he says, taking it and moving his chair next to mine. “Are you ready?”

“Are you?”

“I asked first, Liv.”

“I know. But your hand is the one that's shaking, not mine” I say, holding it like I did during our doctor's appointment.

“Sorry” he smiles. “Anyway, ready?”

“Ready” I smile back.

“And baby Rice is…”

“I knew it! I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!” I laugh, hitting his arm.

“Ouch, Liv!”

“I knew it was going to be a boy! You only have brothers and they only have boys! It's like you only carry the male gene!”

“I actually have a niece too, remember?”

“The exception that confirms my theory.”

“You look quite happy about it” Declan chuckles. “Did you want a boy?”

“I just wanted a healthy baby. But since the moment I found out I was pregnant, I pictured a boy” I shrug.

“With my blue eyes?” he smirks.

“With your blue eyes and hopefully a smaller head.”

“What?” he laughs.

“I know most of it is hair but… Yeah. I don't want something that big coming out of my…”

“Oh my God, Olivia” Declan laughs again.

“Sorry” I shrug. “Anyway, should we ask for more cake in honour of our little boy?”

“Ok. But just one slice, and we'll share it.”

“What?” 

“You just said you don't want a big baby, and if you keep eating like this…”

“Idiot” I reply, hitting him again. “But fine, ok. Just one slice.”

“And then we are going for a walk to help with your digestion.”

“Yes, mum” I sigh.

“If I'm being annoying is because I care about you, Liv. Both of you” he says, caressing my bump.

“I know, Declan. I know” I say, smiling like an idiot once again. 

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ooooobliiiiigaaatory sso post because new dark rider design dropped! erissa (not sure why they didnt just keep elise or change it to eris? but that's ok!), the remake of chiyo, just dropped, and... she's white! interesting. there were a lot of ways sso could've saved the dark riders fumbles. there were a LOT of those fumbles, but the one i hammered on the hardest was chiyo, because i myself am japanese, and immediately know a bad design when i see one. likewise, i'm pretty spot on with calling how that character will most likely be written, and can make a few good solid guesses. i will say, i feel lots more in common with sabine, and am against the way they designed someone i could relate to and then painted them staunchly as a villain; likewise with all the dark riders, this may be sso's most diverse group yet, and they are villains. HOWEVER. at that point, they had already put them in-game, and now all i can hope for is some good old fashioned childhood "everything ends up fine" writing that shows these characters some love and perhaps sways them from their homocidal ways.

back to erissa.

why was chiyo's design racist? well, it wasn't just her. most of the dark riders were handled poorly. to be honest, i've talked SO much on this blog about why chiyo was such a bad design that i simply don't want to rehash it. was it the worst i'd ever seen? no. but putting in those stereotypes to a game children -- WHITE children -- play is like teaching children to hit bees nests for fun. it's pointless and hurtful to everyone.

SO: what do i think of erissa? she's cute! i like this design way better than the last.

that's it. whole idea. i think the colors are more comprehensive, i like the crochet details, i think the hobby horse looks a little silly but i kinda like it. overall, i am happy.

now you're probably wondering, "what, so sso can't make non white villains!?" and the answer to that is 1. don't be stupid and 2. of course they can. but they better put just as much effort into the rest of sso. they don't, though. our only buff woman is alex, who barely counts because she's kinda small as fuck in game. that leaves Sabine, who's more buff. her character is nonwhite, visibly has arm hair, and until proven otherwise, is nonhuman. not only that, she's evil. that sends some pretty strong messages, and, side tangent, but to anyone too goofy or too stubborn to see how that's a problem, i'm excited to see how the children in YOUR family turn out, be it yours or other family member's. will YOU teach them what racism is and why it exists and the complexities of it that people scoff at that allow it to continue to exist day in and day out, or will you let them play all the other games that DONT revise their writing, where the good characters are straight and white and every other type of "normal" and the enemies are gay or nonwhite or both? anyway. i hope you see my point.

"children will experience this stuff ANYWAY!" sure. why add to it?

"oh, so you're pulling a save the children thing? so what, you want everyone to be th3 same?" no. i want them to take chiyo's design, make her clothes look better, make her default state not like a mouse, and put her in the game as sso's like. only japanese character. i'd fucking love that! do you know how little representation there is for weird japanese girls? we dont got dick or shit. it'd be so fun to have a slightly redesigned chiyo as an npc, i'd totally fucking adore that! different clothes bc i think her past design was a little. ourgh. it'd be fun and cool if they made her like, a budding emo? omg that'd resonate with so many people i'm sure, and the purple hair is already suited to it. black hair would also be cool, though. do you see what im saying here, though? context is everything. im sad sabine is a bad guy. im sad every white girl who plays this game gets someone to relate to. i guess i too really relate to and like anne, but that's where the similarities end. it's easy to say "why does race matter?" in a sea of white people if you're white, but it can get lonely playing any video game if you're not white. sso is one of the best games ive found in terms of trying to really add diversity (although im still waiting for updated fat npcs), and that's why i weighed in so heavily. it matters to me. i love this game. i think they've done so much good with it recently, i'm really just beyond impressed and in love.

i think erissa is a good design.

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RWRB Essay Part Seven: Intimacy

Word Count: 867

I was absolutely blown away by the intimate scenes in this movie. I'm demisexual, on the the ace-spectrum, and I am not personally a fan of sexual content in film. This is mostly because it's usually poorly executed, unnecessary, or over-the-top. It pops up in places it doesn't need to be, and makes me roll my eyes or get pissed off.

Part of this frustration undoubtedly comes from my bias as part of the queer community, and I'm willing to admit that. I've developed a slight bitterness towards most portrayals of straight couples in media from it being shoved down my throat my entire life.

It was new for me to see intimate scenes with a queer couple, or rather a gay couple specifically. I have encountered lesbian sex scenes, like in Wynonna Earp. However, I had never seen two men together. I think the reason for this difference is fairly obvious, as it's been widely known for some time that lesbians are very often fetishized by straight men, who are unfortunately the majority of higherups in Hollywood. It is far more likely to have a straight executive sign off on a lesbian sex scene than a gay one, because to them, women together is "fun", while men together is considered "uncomfortable".

This is not to say that gay men aren't fetishized, because they unfortunately are too, but only to point out the disproportionate amount of lesbian intimacy vs gay intimacy in film.

The point being that I had never seen two men be intimate with each other on screen. I was nervous going in because of my issues with most sex scenes, but there was something magical about how they handled them in this movie.

Like I said, I hate when sex scenes are tossed in for no reason, but in the case of Alex and Henry, it is a core part of their relationship and its development. It was the first time I watched a sex scene start without going "here we go with the sex" with a sigh. Their sexual dynamic is part of their dynamic as a whole, that is a key element in becoming closer and understanding each other more.

The thing is, I say all that knowing that there is still a lot of "gays being horny" moments in the book, some of which making it into the movie. What was wonderfully done about that though was that the fast and aggressive encounters were limited. They didn't show any further than making out and the motion of taking off pants. All of those horny moments were handled perfectly to provide the right amount of comedy and yes, sexiness, without shoving it down our throat (pun not intended).

I personally don't need to see a guy giving another guy a blowjob in a romantic comedy film! Ace-spectrum or not, if I wanted to see that, I'd go to a porn website like everyone else. Romance and pornography are not the same thing! Having them go far enough for the viewer to know what they were doing without showing it was perfect.

That brings me to the sex scene. Yes, the work of art that is their first time in Paris.

I said before that a lot of sex scenes make me annoyed or roll my eyes, because most of them are just thrown in for the sake of playing to their audience. In this case, this scene was not for the audience.

I've seen several people say this, and I have to agree, that watching that scene feels like you're intruding on something very personal and it is the truest example of intimacy I've ever seen. It's the most graphic scene in the film, yet it does not show the graphic parts, if that makes sense. Yes, they're naked, and you know what they're doing, but they don't film them in a way that made me uncomfortable, aside from feeling a bit bashful because, I mean, have you watched the scene?

There's no showing of their genitals or private areas at all. It's almost entirely focused on their faces, and the few cuts to their bodies only include Henry's hand on Alex's back and shoulder, in his hair, and the two of them holding hands. This is because they're not just "having sex", but as Henry put it "making love". Yes, that's a bit of an old fashioned way to put it, but it makes far more sense than simply saying it's a sex scene.

It's not just "two characters have sex whoo!". They're not crazily fucking like porn stars. They're clearly going slow and cherishing each other. It's almost impossible to put into words how intimate the scene feels and how not like a sex scene it feels despite being one. There's only some soft instrumental as the background as well, not some pornographic moaning and whatnot that you might find in other movies or shows.

This is all coming from a demisexual who has no interest in sex and gets genuinely annoyed with how often it comes up in film. That is how different this scene was. Their intimacy coordinator, Robbie Taylor Hunt, deserves a huge bonus.

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A few very quick points now that I've caught up on the first episode of Taskmaster NZ, season 5:

- I'd never heard of any of these comedians before, and it's been a while since I've seen a Taskmaster season where I went in without knowing any of them at all, so I've spent a lot of it just trying to remember what names go with which faces. They kept saying one of the women was named Hayley, and it took me about 3/4 of the episode to get clear that this was not the blond woman sitting on the end. I realized my brain was automatically matching the name Hayley to her because she looks like Alice from The L Word, particularly when she's in the house and wearing her suit jacket costume, and Alice was played by Leisha Hailey. That Leisha Hailey-looking woman in a suit brings back strong memories of being a closeted teenager watching sketchy streams of The L Word and immediately deleting the history, because it was 2005 and 1) I didn't have a computer of my own yet, and 2) The L Word was the only thing I knew about that had lesbians on TV, until I discovered Buffy just after.

- Having said that, comparisons to L Word characters aside, after one episode I'm pretty sure Abby, the one who looks like Leisha Hailey but isn't named Hayley, is my favourite. I loved watching her nail the live task, especially contrasted with falling apart completely one task earlier. The woman who is actually named Hayley comes in at second favourite. The women are grabbing my attention far quicker than the men in this season.

- On the subject of women... and lesbians on TV... I was just saying to someone yesterday that my interest in comedy isn't usually based on being sexually attracted to the comedians. I mean... not never. But not usually. And then they put Madeleine Sami back on my screen, and good God. Not never, I was reminded. What an excellent choice of guest star. Not just because of that, she's very funny. The ball boy thing was great. The defending of the lackluster goal celebration by asking how the crew reacted was great. The telling the other contestants to just roll with it because the whole season's like this was great. She's great.

- Good choice in nicking the goal celebration thing from Taskmaster UK. They're right - the celebrating bonus point was more interesting than the actual goal scoring task, in that one. They picked the best part.

- I liked the prize task category. Big fan of prize task categories with an adjective besides "best", so they can argue about more than one aspect of the remit.

- Paul is so good in the assistant role. I passed up a chance to see him live last week because in what I've seen/heard of his live stuff, music and comedy, I quite like it, but not enough to rank among my favourites and make the cut of my Edinburgh schedule. In terms of stand-up, I believe - if I may quote a bit from this episode out of context - I metaphorically prefer the touch of his brother. But he's amazing at being a Taskmaster's assistant. He copies Alex Horne's shtick more clearly than someone like Tom Cashman, who carved his own path a bit more. But Paul Williams does Alex Horne's shtick so very well that I can't complain about the copying at all. He might, at times, do Alex Horne better than Alex Horne does.

- I enjoyed Tofiga's energy in the house and think that energy would be fun in the studio, too bad we don't get that. On the other hand, Madeleine Sami! Parade of guest stars! I'm not complaining about that.

- This doesn't quite live up to the incredibly high standards set by the opening season of the other most recent English-speaking Taskmaster season to air, which was AU season 2. But very few seasons from any version have lived up to that high standard. By regular standards, this was quite a good opener. I'm looking forward to the season.

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20 questions for fic writers

Thank you @wellbelesbian for the tag! Here goes:

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

... 162. what the FUCK.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

1,323,028. WHAT THE FUCK

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Well, almost half of those 162 fics are Glee fics. My other two bigger fandoms are Check, Please! and the Simon Snow Series.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Everything will be alright, the only Brooklyn Nine-Nine fic I have ever written.

All shall know the wonder, probably my favourite Check, Please! fic that I've written, so hooray!

The last to know, which was a reaction fic for the end of year 3 of Check, Please!

How lucky we are to be alive right now, which is my first ever Carry On fic and I don't even like it that much anymore, but I guess it's the origin story yada, yada.

The 2020 Young America New Year’s Eve Gala, my sole Red, White & Royal Blue fic. I wrote it in 2020, but thanks to the movie, it got a lot more views and kudos.

I am actually surprised (but also not, I think I have seen this before) that there is no Glee fic in this list. My Glee/Klaine fic with most kudos is the 15th on the list!!! (It's Myosotis sylvatica, by the way.) (My goddamn Love, Victor fic is higher on the list WACK!!)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

No. I do read all of them, but I always feel super awkward responding. Idk. It's a me problem, I guess. So I only respond when I have something specific to say or if a comment totally blows me away and I want to at least acknowledge that. Although... I am behind on that as well.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmmm. Does Your heart is in your chest again, not hanging from your sleeve count? It's a Next to Normal AU Klaine story, and if you know the musical, you know.

There's also My rose-coloured boy, a pre-Wayward Son Snowbaz fic that shows that Simon is not dealing with shit and it has an unhappy ending, I suppose, but it also fits in canon so does it count, because in canon, the entire Snowbaz story does have a happy end.

OH WAIT A HOT MINUTE THERE IS ALSO MY WIP Dalton 8 Days of Wrath. That fic is supposed to be Sad Shit Only!!!

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I love writing happy endings, so I am not sure which one is the happiest.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Nope, luckily.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope. I uhhhh have a whole ass essay on why I don't.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Yes, I am one of those "how can I Klaine-ify" bitches. The craziest is probably my Glee/Animal Crossing fic Wandering. I don't like it THAT much, but it was fun. I also had a very extensive, not-published Glee/Barbie Mariposa and the Fairy Princess crossover (yeah) once.

And I've been talking for ages about how I will one day write a Glee/Winx Club crossover.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I unfortunately assume that it's happened, since ya know, AO3 scrapers.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I know someone wanted to translate Charms & Pearls into Italian, but I don't know it's happened. @klaineship2 also translated one of my Hearing verse fics into German: Musik nur, wenn sie laut ist. I once read this translation out loud and sent it to my German friend @vreniii and I may have hurt her ears.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! Call Me Maybe, my aroace Agatha fic with @captain-aralias and Stage Fright, a Halloween Klaine fic with @spookyklaine, @esperantoauthor, @justgleekout, @snarkyhag, sopheadraws, MissFlurry and keyiqiang.

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

(Yes, Alex, I still say OTP.)

Klaine. Look, I will be a Klainer 12 till the day I die. You will catch me crying over Teenage Dream (gcv) at the nursing home.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have... so many WIPs. So. Many. WIPs. I don't want to give up on them yet.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I like to think I can write dialogue and that I can be pretty funny.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Alex, I so feel you on the second hand embarrasment thing with sappy stuff. I also bitch a lot about not being able to write romantic endings. I also have struggles with describing movement.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I mean. I have done it before, most noteably Paradiso, aap noot mies and Ik was meteen ondersteboven., so I am down for it.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Published? Glee.

When I was a wee child writing stories about other media, Winx Club and Harry Potter, although I never published those.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

OH. Oof. In no order, split by my 3 main fandoms (because I cannot narrow it down!):

For Klaine: Myosotis series (especially part 1 and 5), Mendacious, I’d cry a river just for you, All the pretty things that we could be and Ljubim te.

For Snowbaz: Paradiso series (especially part 1 and 3, rip part 2), Time After Time and make a fire out of this flame.

For Zimbits: All shall know the wonder and Center Ice.

Forgive me for not tagging anyone. I am taking the lazy "everyone is free to do it!" approach because I am tired!!!

[eyes-of-rock]

Why does love have to change?

Chapter: II

Jack Blades X OC

A/N: Enjoy the second chapter! Please feel free to comment and whatnot!

Ren’s POV

I take a deep breath as I push open the dressing room doors. This is the first time I've seen Gunnar since we broke up. This will pretty much determine the tone of this whole tour. I pray it's civil and not too awkward.

“Hey boys,” I say as I walk in, of course in Swedish since it's our native language. Even if we’re probably going to have to speak lots of English throughout this tour, we don't need to each other when others aren't around.

“Hey, Ren!”

Jan our keyboardist is the first to speak up. He's over by one of the mirrors getting the final touches on his perfect black teased hair from our stylist. Jan is our resident play boy. He might be the keyboardist and there for lowest rank to the groupies on most cases, but not in our band. He's the #1 groupie magnet. Mostly because he's the typical pretty boy. Aside from Gunnar, though now that he's single that might change Alex.

I look around the room at everyone else. Alex the other guitarist, our lead player since Gunnar also sings, is doing his own warm-ups on his bright green guitar. He's the silent but powerful type. He's a killer player but he's not much of a talker, when he does open his mouth it's usually something important though. He's also the one aside from me keeping everyone from getting too out of hand.

Mick our drummer is hitting his drumsticks on the edge of the table while trying to chat up one of the girls in our makeup department. He's the embodiment of Sex, Drugs and rock n roll. He's what you think of when you think Rockstar. He's here for a good time not a long one. He can also sweet-talk his way out of any trouble. It's honestly impressive.

Then there is Gunnar. I'm scared to look at him. I don't know what it's like between us anymore. He's sitting next to Jan, getting his eyeliner on. He's the frontman man and in typical frontman fashion, he's also a pretty boy. He's really a golden boy. Perfect in every way. From his long fluffy golden hair to his nice guy personality. He's every girl's dream just not mine.

He looks at me through the mirror and eyes meet. He smiles and says, “Welcome Ren.”

“Hi, Gunnar,” I say back taking a seat next to Alex. Look at us keeping things civil so far thank god. It's still weird though. I don't know how to feel anymore about him. I haven't loved him in ages but kept pretending I did. Now I don't even know how I feel about him. I don't think we can be friends, I know we can't. Now we’re just bandmates and it's going to take a lot of adjusting too and I know it. So for now it's just slightly awkward, but at least it's civil.

“Here’s your bass Ren.” my tech Johnny says walking in with my dark purple bass.

“Thanks, Johnny,” I say taking it from him, so I can warm up on it a bit before the show. I got ready back at the hotel. I prefer to do it alone if I can. That way I can warm up before a show.

I look down at the small coffee table in front of me. On it is a flyer for the show. It has the Night Ranger logo on it with the date and location, along with our logo then a picture of both the bands.

I look at the photo of Night Ranger. They are all wearing ridiculous brightly coloured clothes and spandex. I look over the band till I hit the one in the middle, Jack Blades. He's the bassist and singer of the band. I've seen him millions of times on the cover of The Midnight Madness tape.

Yet it hits me for the first time. I fucking met him yesterday and didn't even realize it! He came up to me and asked if I needed help with directions. I didn't even recognize him, and the fucking tape with his photo on it was sitting right next to me!

His asking me about if I was going to the concert makes a lot more sense now. I figured it was most likely because I was wearing a Savage Seduction shirt and listening to Night Ranger, now I know it was also because he was in the band! He must have thought I was really stupid, especially since the tape was in full view.

Thank fucking god he didn't recognize me. This isn't going to be easy to live down when I do meet him shortly. Might as well get ahead of it with my own band.

“I fucking met him!” I exclaim pointing to Jack on the flyer. “I met him and didn't even realize it was him.”

“When?” Alex asks intrigued.

“Yesterday. The worst part was I was listening to his band.” I confess putting my head in my hands.

“Oh, ren you aren't living that one down.” Mick laughs, patting me on the back.

“I fucking know.” I sigh, let's just hope Jack is nice about it all and isn't like these assholes.

Luckily someone knocks on the door taking away the focus from my fuck up before they can all razz me too badly.

“Come in!” Gunnar yells, this time in English since it could be anyone.

The opens and in comes Night Ranger themselves, Jack included of course. The man I couldn't recognize for some fucking reason yesterday. I can sure recognize him now.

He meets my gaze with his beautiful hazel eyes. He smiles at me, then comes over to talk. Ah fuck. He so recognizes me. Shit.

“Didn't we meet yesterday?” Jack asks me, more to start the conversation than anything. I can tell he recognizes me.

“Yes,” I tell him. “I'm the dumbass who was listening to your music but didn't recognize you.”

“I figured it was the lack of spandex.” Jack laughs, thank god he doesn't seem bothered by this.

“I also didn't recognize you, so don't feel bad.”

“You weren't listening to my music at least.” I joke back and Jack laughs at that.

“I'm Jack.” he formally introduces himself with a smile.

“I'm Ren.” I smile back at him.

“I was hoping to see you at the show tonight Ren. So I guess I got my wish.” Jack tells me.

“Really?” I ask shocked. Me? He wanted to see me? Why?

“Yes.“ Jack confirms, “You’re a very beautiful girl, and you've got good taste clearly.”

“Thank you.” I smile at him, I am bad at taking compliments mostly because most people don't give them to me. Also in the past, I always had to deflect any male attention because I had a boyfriend. Now I'm single so I can accept it I'm just not sure how. I am flattered though.

“Well, you'll be seeing me at all the shows on this tour.”

“I look forward to it.” He says, with a genuine smile.

“I look forward to seeing you too,” I tell him and I mean it wholeheartedly. I'm not sure what's happening here but I'm against it. I'm sure nothing more than a bit of flirtation with the rock chick, but I'll take it.

It's not like I can pursue it anyway. I did freshly break up with Gunnar. The only relationship I've ever had. I'm still recovering and figuring myself out after that. Not to mention I don't want to make it weird with Gunnar. It's too soon and I know it. That doesn't mean I can't enjoy some flirting and I would like to get to know Jack better.

Well this tour is already taking a turn I didn't expect and I'm not against it. Let's hope it keeps going in this direction.

[myteavsricochet]

I wonder how the rwrb twitter fandom wants to deal with the sequel when they pretend taylor is completely dead and just use his face for the firstprince edits and then say "tzp isn't alex" (and that's a horrible thing to say for someone who put heart and soul for that movie and it wouldn't have existed without him) meanwhile they have no problem supporting Nick for everything he does (as they should, I love the guy a lot). I'm almost hoping the sequel doesn't happen.

Sorry for the rant, I don't have many friends online and I don't know who to vent to.

I chose to post this ask especially for the last part, because I would have been very sorry if you had felt ignored by me too so please feel free to come to my DM next time if you want to talk about anything, there's no problem 🫂

To talk now about the rest of what you wrote: I know what you're referring to, I don't deny I'm quite active on twitter but because over the years I've built my own bubble, with people I get along well with and have a lot of fun with. This doesn't stop me, unfortunately, from seeing what happens outside my bubble and I know what you're talking about, the whole "they're acting like he's dead" thing because I've seen it too. Not everyone does that of course, Taylor is also very supported and loved there but all this is happening, I tell you, for two reasons:

1: There have always been people who were mainly "Nick fans", who also talked about Taylor when the film was more active but never really supported him and they stopped at the first opportunity. And don't get me wrong, there are A LOT of people who mostly support Nick but are absolutely respectful of Taylor. Others less so, they have always had a sort of resentment towards him and recently it has resulted in real hatred, the fact that they are quite big accounts unfortunately doesn't help.

2: The rwrb twitter fandom has had a significant toxic escalation lately and there are people who choose not to talk about Taylor so as not to have problems within the big accounts of the fandom. I know, it seems like total madness and yet it's true and it's quite obvious too. So they don't talk about him in their profiles to maintain good relations with the others accounts.

About the sequel and how they will behave with Taylor... I have no idea honestly, I'm really in hype and I can't wait for this to happen but I would be lying if I said I'm not "worried" a little of how they would behave with him especially after tioy, but we'll see, maybe they'll then pretend nothing happened before so they can enjoy the promo ☠️ Who knows?

I know that place can be extremely intoxicating and bring you down a lot, they are all very vocal and they seem so many and noisy and annoying and problematic, the truth is that it's a bubble and you have to be able to ignore as much as possible because they don't deserve anything else. The way they behave says everything about them.

Create your own positive bubble, with people who support both of them and are good people and try to keep the rest out of there. He will be fine, even without these toxic people who have decided his existence is no longer worth acknowledging. Fandoms always lead to toxicity, no one is saved, what we can do is take care of our experience as best we can.

Take care of you ❤️

[ihatedean]

we finished ep10 and i neeeed to say some shit.

of course they'd bring missouri back just to kill her. i'm the idiot for believing they'd actually do something fun with her.

i've only had jack for 9 episodes and i would genuinely die for him. not even joking. he's the only good thing to come out of the bunker era. also. mama bear sam??? wow. i don't know how i feel about dean yet- i know he grows fond of jack later, but i don't think i've ever seen him treat anybody like this. at least not people who didn't deserve it... it's weird.

oh god. they did that for me actually. my cringe little girl. he looks soooo dumb and its so so hot. i love the boots. i love it when he cosplays. i love that they had absolutely NO privacy in that motel. wow.

4. i want ketch gone. not in a "ohhh he's so evil i want him gone!" way. it's a "please please erase everything BMOL-related from existence" way. i don't like him, the only thing he brings to the table so far is mentioning rowena. but i genuinely hope he's here just for a few episodes until something kills him.

5.e8.... happened. i guess it was....... different. e9 and... uh. dinosaurs? i HATED the camera movement, though. there's that.

6. what the fuck was up with dean forcing kaia to get in the car. holy fuck. i know we're supposed to believe its because he's doing whatever he can to bring his mother back but.... jesus. he just. wouldn't do that. it was genuinely devastating to see him act like that- it crossed too many lines.

7. holy fuck. holy fuck WAYWARD SISTERS. ugh, so many feelings. we could not shut up while watching. it was sooo much fun and such a cool way to get the girls together!! i love that you can tell they have different dynamics w each other- it feels real. there's a gentleness in claire that she shows to the "new girls" of the gang, cool big-sister vibes that she uses to calm them down, ease them into it. and another one, deeper, reserved just for her sister alex. when alex and claire are talking you can FEEL the years of growing up together. they've said some nasty things to each other, you just know it. and yeah i ship it. but: it does sting that they've been building all these great female characters who are strong and funny and smart and caring, and then proceeded to give them an episode that felt.... ugh, i don't know. i hate the word performative, but i just wish it had been treated with more seriousness? like. give them a scary looking monster, at least. let them look messy. i couldn't stop looking at claire's perfectly curled hair throughout the whole episode. they're beautiful women, i already know that, they would look pretty even if you roughen them up, i promise. it felt like the show kept repeating "wow these women are BAD-ASS, right? right!? they shoot guns!" in a way that they never needed to with jo or ellen or fuck, jody. one look at ellen and i was straightening my back, man. i miss that. i miss characters that didn't need to show their scars to show how bad-ass they are.

Anyways. I hated season 12. But it was something. And it showed the hunter world outside of Sam and Dean, something I missed a lot. With season 13 I can officially say I'm just here to watch Jensen Ackles' mouth moving. That's it. Asmodeus might have been a fun character for a video game. I hate him in this show. I want Mary gone, or at least I want someone to remember who Mary Winchester is and write her as such. Kevin was there for a moment, that was cool. Mark Pellegrino was not paid enough.

[peachyfnaf]

18 whole years, huh?

18 whole years of existing on this shitty planet filled with shitty things and shitty people.

18 whole years of existing on this beautiful planet filled with wonderful things and beautiful people.

i am.

terrified.

i don't like my birthday. i hate it, actually. not only does it mark a point in time every year where i have to be around the ""family"" that i don't really care about or even like; but to me, the passage of time is a terrifying- if not the most terrifying thing- and now i'm an adult. gags. i am an adult in the eyes of society. i am a person who can own a house on their own, get any job, start a family, have kids.

that is terrifying.

i feel like i haven't really changed much since i turned 15. i mean, i've gotten more mature, that's a fact. but i feel just as unprepared to grow up now as i was then. i don't know how to drive. i don't know how to do taxes. i've never had a job. i literally got my first debit card like a month ago and i've still yet to use it.

so yeah i'm fucking scared!!!!! i feel like the second i take a step out into "adulting" i'm going to blow up from lasers in the sky shooting me down!!!!!!!!!!

but. (yes there's a "but", bare with me)

but, i still want to do it.

i want to grow up. i want to get a stable enough income doing art where i'm able to get out of this fucking house and move in with someone i love. i want to cut off all the horrible people in my life, and get away from them. i want to be able to walk around my own house without having to mask. i want to be able to fill up the walls with anime posters and buy merch of all my hyperfixations without being scolded for "wasting money" or "acting like a child".

and now, i'm one step closer to being able to do that, just because i was able to convince myself to survive this long.

am i gonna do all that right away?? oh-ho-hooo hell no. i still have no fucking clue what im doing, and i don't even have the option to yet cause. mr. krabs voice. money.

BUT. but, it's actually possible now. it's not just the dreams and ideals of some scared little girl wishing she could be anywhere but here. it's something i can actually do, if i bust my ass to do it.

and if you've happened to read this far, first off, tf you doing here? second off, thank you. thanks for acknowledging i exist, on this app full of millions of people, that you downloaded on this planet of 8 billion people. i appreciate you more than you know.

i am also going to use this yap and ramble and hide this wayyy at the bottom, so that i can be less worried n embarrassed about it being seen, but i've made a lot of friends in the past year the sams fandom that i never expected to make. some of them were literally people i idolized, and now we chat in discord dm's all the time. i still can't wrap my head around it.

if you see your name here, know that in some way shape or form, you've made me smile when i thought about your existence. some of you i know pretty well, and some of you i wish i could get to know more, but im a pissbaby with anxiety who cant initiate conversation fjkhsdf

drew. star. mothy. creesa. juno. sunny. dana. ceph. ken. sam.

polaris. alex. haven.

(those last 3 are separated because they're the names of people who i've actually stopped crying before over cause they said hi to me or some shit dfjkhsdf)

and THERE'S PROBABLY A LOT MORE PEOPLE I'M MISSING BECAUSE WRITING THIS OUT MADE ME TEAR UP SO NOW MY MINDS A BOWL OF SOUP. BUT IF WE'RE FRIENDS AND YOUR NAMES NOT ON HERE IT'S NOT BC I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU, IT'S BECAUSE I'M A DUMBASS DFSJKHSDF

aaand this is long enough, dear lord.

so yeah. i'm 18, i'm scared, but i'm alive, and i love my friends. and i think that's pretty neat.

let's see if i can reblog this post again when i turn 19 with some good news, yeah?

yeah.

(and yes, future me, in case we forget we did actually draw a celebratory piece this year. yippee to us.)

okaysoitisntactuallymybirthdayuntillike40minutesfromnowbutimgoingtobedso

Today is the day I first escaped the cold, cruel clutches of the First Spinjitzu Master and I've been making it EVERYONE'S problem ever since!!! I have no intent of stopping, either, I assure you. <3<3<3

[cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc]

One more time

Summary: Alex regrets ever saying yes. All he wants is a second chance.

Trigger warning: Mentions of cheating, mentions of sex, swearing, angst

Author's note: my first piece off hiatus !! - you're a twitch streamer in this fic but it won't come up too much :) hope u like it <3

Based on: Break My Heart Again - FINNEAS

you sigh. your ex-boyfriend called again. you've been ignoring your phone for 5 minutes now. was he really this desperate?

you pick up your phone and slide the green button.

"what do you want, alex?"

"___, you picked up!"

he sounded extremely relieved, like he needs you to breathe.

"i did, now what do you want?"

alex sighed and leaned on a wall in his bedroom.

"can i come over? there's some stuff i still need to pick up."

you suck in a breath sharply. the air is thick and tense.

"no."

you clench the phone you were holding and bit your lip.

"i don't want to see you right now."

alex closed his eyes and pushed himself off the wall.

"i understand, you need time."

there was silence for a moment. neither of you wanted to say anything.

"if you want to come over that bad you can get your things tomorrow morning."

"sounds good. i'll be there around 11, okay?"

"fine."

"good-"

you ended the call.

"-bye..."

alex let his arm drop beside him. his eyes were watering, but he wiped it away with the sleeve of his hoodie.

it's his fault, he knew. but why is he still so upset? he shouldn't feel like this - it's is his own doing, after all.

~

you open the door to your home. alex was standing on the porch with a few empty bags in hand. the morning sun blinded you slightly, making you squint at the man in front of you.

"hi ___."

"hello, alex. all your belongings are on the couch.

"great, thank you."

~

he looks over as he's folding a shirt.

"what are you looking at?"

you say without looking away from your laptop.

his face was getting red slightly from embarrassment.

"nothing, you seem busy."

alex directed his eyes back to the clothes in front of him.

"otherwise you would've said something about me."

alex snickered slightly, trying to lighten the mood.

you sigh, holding your face in one of your hands.

don't say it. ___, keep it in. there's no point in fighting him. ___-

"if i wanted to make a comment it'd be about the fact you can't keep your dick in your pants."

god damn it, why did you do that?

he fell quiet. you hated his guts, but even you felt kind of bad for being so blunt with it.

a part of you still loved him. his loud, yet charming laugh. his sweet kisses. his adorable clinginess. his blushing face when you teased him.

you shake your head, trying to physically get rid of your pity for him. he doesn't love you anymore. he shouldn't, and neither should you.

~

after filling the bags with alex's belongings he stood up and wiped his forehead. you waver from your work and look him up and down.

"you done?"

you asked him. he turned around and gave you a weak smile.

"yeah, i think so."

"good, you know the way out."

you turn back to your computer.

"___, wait. can i ask you something?"

you make eye contact with him, fully aware it makes him nervous.

"what do you want?"

alex took a quick breath.

"can we talk sometime?"

you look at him like he spoke an alien tongue.

"why the hell would i?"

"i want to talk about what happened between us. i hate that our relationship is so sour."

he set a step forward.

"i just want this to end peaceful - or at least neutral."

"why the fuck would i want to be peaceful with you of all people?"

"i hate ending things on the wrong foot, you know that."

alex stands his ground, making you livid.

"then we make up, and then what? you'll just break my heart again!"

you stand up, simultaneously pushing the chair away with your legs.

"then i can lay awake and think about why i even let you inside my house again in the first place?!"

if looks could kill, alex would be on the floor.

"fine. if you don't want to, then i guess everything will just stay the way it is."

alex turned around and grabbed his bags. there's no way he's getting through to you right now.

"oh, so now it's my fault?"

you slam your laptop and walk away from the table.

"well, i'm so sorry for being angry at you for cheating on me!"

you don't hold your anger in anymore, he crossed the line.

"i never said that, ___!"

alex yelled to match your energy.

you took a step back. the audacity to yell at you in your house.

"out. now."

alex grabbed the second bag of clothes and without a word walked to the front door.

"goodbye, ___."

alex pushes the door open and steps outside. you go after him but stop at the doorstep.

"fuck you!" you sob out. you grab the doorknob and slam the door shut.

your knees slowly got weaker and you sit against the front door, shutting your eyes.

~

it's been a month since you've seen alex. you've blocked him on everything since then.

you were doing a q&a on your twitch channel and everything was going well. chat was filled with questions and you answered the one's you could.

your thoughts were somewhere else, though.

you still miss him, you really did. alex used to watch your streams all the time. he sent you donations with cheesy pick-up lines, he called you during streams to make fun of you for dying in a game or just to chat while he's bored.

but that didn't happen anymore.

you realize you haven't said anything in a while and you apologize. your chat was spamming purple hearts and 'are you okay?'

"ah, sorry everyone, i'm still tired from yesterday. i think i'm going to end the stream for today, thank you all for coming!"

after saying goodbye you turn off your computer.

why are you still so obsessed over him?! he cheated on you! he even tried to cover it up with a bullshit story about "not being the first to kiss her," and "she forced me to," like someone would believe a lie like that.

yet, you still love him. something inside you wants to believe him, like he really was telling the truth.

~

the next morning you open twitter and scroll for a bit. you made a tweet earlier in which you stated you weren't going to stream today.

you looked at the trending topics and saw your name in bold letters. you clicked on it and read the first tweet that popped up.

'i really hope ___ is doing better, they looked so sad on stream :('

an image was attached to it - a screenshot from the stream you did yesterday where you were mindlessly staring at your computer screen.

you sighed. at least they're not thinking too deep about this.

you scroll further down, replying and liking a couple tweets saying you were alright, thanking them or cracking a joke. this should keep them off your back for a while.

after scrolling for a bit one tweet catches your eye. you clutch your phone as you read the comment.

'kinda obvious they miss quackity :/ it's a good cover-up story tho '

~

alex was staring at his ceiling. he'd seen the tweets about you - about him.

he hates this feeling. he hates the fact that he knows what you're thinking. he hates that he knows it's his fault. he didn't mean to. he didn't.

"come on, alex. you know you want it." the woman said.

"i told you, no! i have a partner!" alex pushed her away for the second time, trying to find a way past the girl and out of this small alleyway. he should've never gone to this stupid bar.

"tch, whatever. but know you'll regret rejecting someone like me!" the girl pushed him to the brick wall and fixed her dress as she walked away.

alex fixed himself for a minute and walked past the bar and into his car. he pulled out his phone and shot you a quick text.

'hey bb i'll be over in a few :)'

'don't come back.'

you responded almost immediately. alex froze as he looked at the screen.

'wdym?'

'you know damn well why'

you sent him a photo of him next to the bar in the alley. the girl was all over him while her lips connected lustfully to his.

'it isn't what it looks like, i didn't start any of this!'

you don't respond. alex tries to send you another text when an error pops up.

'unable to send message. user has blocked you.'

~

you hover your hand over your phone's keyboard. you thought anbout alex's offer to talk, and decided that maybe it was a good idea after all. you couldn't get your mind off him, you thought that hopefully getting some closure could help.

but how were you going to ask him? 'hey, i know i blocked number like a month ago but can you to meet me at some random park? see you there!'

after typing and deleting multiple texts you eventually landed on a message.

'hey alex, i've been thinking about your offer to talk it out, and i wanted to ask if you're still up for it?'

you send it and immediately turn off your phone and place it on the coffeetable in front of you. you did it, finally. you fall back on your couch and pull your knees up to your face, waiting for a notification.

after a nailbiting five minutes a light emits from your phone. you pick it up and read the name calling you. 'alex'. you take a deep breath and answer the phone.

"hi alex."

"hey ___, it's been a while."

you sit up straight, preparing yourself for the conversation you're about to have.

'yeah, you can say that."

the atmosphere was a lot less tense than you expected. it was weirdly... comforting? you can hear alex's raspy voice through the phone. has he been crying?

"i saw your text, you wanted to meet?"

"yes, i did. i wanted to get some closure, at least."

alex chuckled, his laugh making you a little flustered. trying to brush it off, you laugh with him.

"what's so funny?" alex asked.

you rolled your eyes and smile.

"you, dumbass."

he gasps cartoonishly loud. his goofy personality is something you could never get enough of. maybe you were wrong after all.

"ok, but seriously, when do you want to meet?"

he gets back on topic. you snap out of your smile and remember why he called in the first place.

"right, right. i'm free this whole week, you can choose when."

after some planning and back and forth, you decide to meet at a small family-run café in the afternoon. coincidentally, it's the same place you two had your first date.

~

you settle down at a table on the terrace of the café, the sunday sun greeting you warmly. you were a little early, so you decided to think of some questions. it didn't take you long to come to a few, though. your main question was the photo. what was that all about?

as you were handed a menu you saw alex walking on the pavement fidgeting with his fingers.

"hey! sorry if i'm late, i took the bus instead of my car."

he took the seat parallel to yours and exhaled.

"oh no, you're right on time. i was just a little early."

the waitress gave alex a menu and disappeared into the establishment. you both decided to stay quiet before getting on topic. neither of you want to start the conversation.

after both ordering and having surface level conversation for a while silence fell. you both know why you're here, it feels off to talk like nothing ever happened.

"okay-"

"so-"

you both start at the same time. alex awkwardly chuckles while covering his mouth.

"you first."

alex proposes. you nod and like magic lose the somewhat content mood you had prior. you steadily breathe in and pull out your phone.

"so, first things first; my main goal is to get closure and an explanation - there's no point in lying to me."

alex hums in agreement. you could tell he was nervous, you knew him better than anyone. you tap on your screen a few times until you reach the photo that was sent to you.

"now, i want a clear answer. what happened that night?"

you ask him firmly as you put your phone on the table to reveal the image.

"that's my ex-girlfriend."

alex said. you raise an eyebrow - his ex? you've heard some wild things about her and her antics, which is exactly why alex broke up with her in the first place.

"she said she wanted to ask me something in private. my dumbass said yes, because i can't pick up on context clues, apparently."

you cross your arms and lean back on the chair.

"you got that right."

alex looks up from the photo and makes eye contact with you.

"long story short, she pushed me to the wall and kissed me. i tried to push her off but she didn't let me go. after shoving her, like, twice she finally got the hint and left."

~

"so she set you up?"

"she hasn't changed a bit since all those years."

you say with a hint of condescension. his explanation made sense, and from what you heard he wasn't lying. your gut told you to believe him, yet your mind had an itching feeling that there was something else.

"are you sure that's all?"

alex flinched slightly.

"y-yes, ___. i don't know what else to tell you."

you mess with your hair a bit, clearly conflicted. there was nothing else, you knew that. but your brain wouldn't let it go. you decided it's better if you just sleep on it.

"alright, then.-"

you grab your bag and stand up.

"-i think we're done here."

alex stays seated and looks up at you.

"yeah, i think so."

you pick the phone up that's laying on the table. you pull out your wallet and put a $5 bill under your teacup.

"goodbye, alex."

"wait!"

alex stands up and grabs your wrist, the gesture scaring you little bit.

"are you still mad at me?"

those eyes. they're so pretty, almost sparlking. you snap out of it when he lets go, just realizing how weird it is to grab someone's arm out of nowhere.

"sorry, my bad. i wasn't thinking."

alex scratches the back of his neck.

"i'm still deciding if i can trust you, but i appreciate you showing up, at least."

"that's enough for me."

alex smile at you, not trying to pry.

"goodbye, ___."

"goodbye, alex."

~

you heard the chirping of the birds outside your window and groan. why is it already morning? you sit up and grab your phone from the nightstand next to your bed, the phone reading 11:23 - tuesday - xx-xx-xxxx.

you sigh and fall back onto your bed. you've been thinking about alex for a few days now, still not getting him out of your head.

after going downstairs and eating some toast you pull out your phone again, the clock now reading 12:44. you look through your contacts and eventually land on his name.

you hover your hand over the green pixels while sitting down at the dining table. you swallow audibly and click the call button.

it goes once.

it goes twice.

"___?"

'Hey alex, i wanted to ask you if you wanted to meet up again?"

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[letstalkabouttvshows]

This is my rant about RNM 4x06 - Kiss from a rose. Please, join me.

I need to vent about episode 6 and after I do that, I'll go back to my positive bubble. So bear with me for a few minutes.

I've been liking Season 4 so far. Let me start with that.

I think the episodes up to 5 had a good pace, and a good balance between individual plots, and overall, it was giving us the build-up for whatever bigger story arc this season has.

Up to 5, I got that feeling. Like, "ok, they are definitely building the tension and the stories to meet at some point where it will all fit".

Honestly, I still believe that and I still believe Alex (the only character that we don't know anything about plot-wise except he's in Jones's contingency plan) will play an important part in the bigger picture here.

But, episode 6 just overwhelmed me with all the things I dislike in this show's writing, all at once, and just made me annoyed as hell.

The pace 😡

For me, the first episode of the season that felt slow and disconnected as a whole. For five episodes we were having a solid pace and then, episode 6 just hit all the wrong notes.

Guest stars 😡

I love Eduardo, I really do. But all his scenes with his daughter felt overly dramatic and we met her, what? One episode ago? We don't care about her daddy issues, I'm sorry, but we don't.

Will these emotionally charged scenes between them have a place in the bigger story arc that's yet to be revealed?

Odds are, no. But even if it does set some kind of plot, still was too much for too little.

--

Bonnie, as Maria was last year for the first half of the season, it's turning into the main plot. HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?

The girl has the kiss of death, she did something awful to Michael, she still didn't share all she knows about Tezca, and yet, Max is sheltering her.

Max, the king of trust issues, let me add (I mean, make it make sense). At least she's not crashing at Malex's place.

I know we need guest stars to move the story along, and again, up to episode 5, it was making sense.

But now, we see more of her than we've seen Kyle, or Isobel or yes, ALEX, all season.

Will this have a point? A good resolution? Will all this time we spent with Bonnie be worth the screen time?

---

Tezca, for the first time this season, felt like a badly written villain.

Up to 5, we got the sense she's manipulating everyone. I mean, she took Alex first and nobody knows.

She knew exactly who to hit and what strings to pull.

Again, we had 5 episodes where Tezca was shaping up to be as manipulative as Jones but even edgier. Sinister.

The whole reveal of her true form, with the tattoos and her test to Bonnie (???) felt out of place and underwhelming.

Ok, she can't be stabbed to death but even that twist wasn't good enough to shake the feeling that they might turn Tezca in an all-over-the-place character.

Is it possible her scene at the station was all an act? One more manipulative thing she's pulling to deceive everyone about the plan?

GOD, I HOPE SO. Because this character has potential and would be a tragedy and a waste to not write her well.

Too much information with no real information 🤡

RNM has a way to throw a lot of information at us but when we think about it, there's no real information at all.

We know Max is the savior and has a lot of power. Liz has a part to play in the Ophiuchus movement. AGAIN, the bad guys movement, which means that's not good. We know Alex is part of a contingency plan created by Jones. We know he's in a hole. Dead or locked up. The options here a slim due to the fact the last time we saw him HE WAS GETTING QUICKSANDED. We know the alighting has begun.

And that's it.

There's no more information. They keep circling back to these huge points and they don't explain anything.

I get the build-up but we need to have some real answers. SOON.

The same arguments over and over again 🤡

Since episode 2, it seems like Echo has been arguing about the same things nonstop.

We get Max has powers he can't control. We get Liz has doubts.

In the same way, Michael's falling for the idea of a home planet seems like a broken record. We know Michael always wanted to go back. We get it. Now, move the story along. Get to the point already.

Get to the complicated part of it all because all the emotional struggle is already set up. Again, we get it.

The lack of simple logic 🤡

For a group that has a bunch of geniuses, they do often overlook the simplest of logic.

Like, if Alex's not reaching out, not checking-in, MAYBE there's something wrong.

Especially when the only mother figure he had growing up has died and the love of his life got sick for the first time. Oh, and yeah, there's a dark triad with a crazy shapeshifter with unstoppable powers.

These are all things Alex would go back to Roswell in a blink of an eye.

Why no one is finding it odd that he's not checked in yet?

There are other examples, fell free to add them in the comments if you want to.

My point is 😡🤡

Episode 6 was a mess when it's supposed to lead the way to midseason.

To set up the revelations, plot twists, story arcs, and all.

They had 5 solid episodes and all for what? For this episode to be the connecting element for the first half and second half of the season?

It didn't deliver. Unfortunately.

My hope is that episode 7 picks up the pace again and give us all we are craving for: ANSWERS.

And the missing piece that will make all these plots happening right now fit each other.

Ok, now I'm done. Back to my positive bubble until proven otherwise.

💜

PS: Feel free to rant in the comments too. It's a safe space. I think we all need it.

[lulu2992]

Okay, so this came out last month but I haven't talked about it yet and I must!

(If you can't or don't want to watch the video, there's a transcript. And there's also a deleted clip.)

I can't judge what they said about Far Cry and Far Cry 2 because I haven't played those games, but it's cool that they interviewed Clint Hocking and that he revealed something about The Jackal's origin story.

Then, we saw Michael Mando talk about his audition for a character in Far Cry 3 that would later become Vaas Montenegro. He had already said in other interviews how Vaas was created but it was great to finally see the audition tape, even if they sadly didn't show the whole video... I loved that he said that Vaas has "an innocent heart". I also loved that Jeffrey Yohalem was there too to talk about the story of the game and re-explain its meaning, which is mostly meta and symbolical (and widely misunderstood).

They didn't talk about Far Cry 3 Blood Dragon but I don't think Sloan was meant to be subtle or "iconic" so it's understandable.

We haven't seen Troy Baker talk about Pagan Min a lot since Far Cry 4 came out so I'm glad he did in the documentary... and that he loved playing him! I agree with him that the term "antagonist" is better than "villain", but I don't know if I would describe Pagan as "caring" and "benevolent" because I'm not even sure Pagan would say that about himself. What Alex Hutchinson said about the relationship between the protagonist/player and the villain is very interesting and true, and it's always worth recalling that Pagan indeed never lied to Ajay... unlike the Golden Path.

They barely mentioned Far Cry Primal because they thought it didn't have "strong, front-of-the-box villains". While they're indeed not on the game's cover, they are, in my opinion, strong villains. Batari is fierce and powerful while Ull's character arc completely took me by surprise. This game and its villains are underrated.

We then saw Drew Holmes explain, again, that Far Cry 5's main antagonist, Joseph Seed, really only became Joseph Seed when the team saw Greg Bryk's audition tape. We had heard a lot about it and we finally saw it! Well, only a few seconds, unfortunately, but it was still cool. I've consumed so many interviews that I already knew pretty much everything the two men said (like "the subway anecdote") but it was still nice to hear. Greg's comment about how Joseph "becomes that six-year-old abandoned (...), beaten, abused child again" after losing his siblings broke my heart.

They talked about Far Cry New Dawn but not about The Twins, Mickey and Lou, despite the fact that they are "front-of-the-box villains". Even though it was sad, I liked Greg's story about his dog because I had never heard it before, but I think that The Twins deserved to be mentioned, at the very least...

Finally, we saw Navid Khavari and Giancarlo Esposito talk about their first meeting and say they were both a bit nervous about it, which was funny. They said that Far Cry 6's story was darker, more realistic, and more serious than its predecessors and, so far, I tend to agree. I haven't reached the end of the game yet but I really liked Giancarlo's analysis of Antón Castillo.

In conclusion, even though it was a bit short and I wish they had talked more about the villains of Primal and New Dawn, I thought the documentary was good. Hearing the actors' and the writers' points of view is always interesting.

[quillsandtypos]

Our Stars Collided- Part 1

THIS IS THE SURPRISE IM WRITING A JATP SERIES AND IM SO EXCITED. This first one kinda sucks at first, but I swear it gets better the more you get into it.

Words: 2.1k

Summary: The reader has been wondering who the phantoms in the band are. But when she comes face to face with a phantom will she get her answers? (This does not follow all the events of the series)

Pairing: Luke x reader

Warnings: none, except bad writing

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You had lunch this period, you were one track minded in that moment, and b-lining for the cafeteria. But as you passed the lockers your half run nearly turned to a stop.

You had made eye contact with none other than the cute boy from Julie's hologram band. Except every single person in the hallway was acting like they couldn't see him. Which in their defense, they probably couldn't, you were probably going insane.

According to Julie they were holograms. But when everyone else had gasped in shock that they had suddenly disappeared, you continued to watch them. And yet no one else noticed. From that moment on you were convinced yourself that it had been a figment of your imagination. Until now, that was.

You figured it might raise suspicion if you continued staring into what everyone else believed to be nothing. So you hid behind a pole and watched.

Julie seemed to be just talking on the phone to everyone else. But you watched as she continued on her conversation with the supposed hologram. Their conversation wasn't anything interesting, it seemed to just be about what song they were playing in a few weeks; and the boy apologized for being somewhat difficult to work with. As you watched, another sophomore, named Nick approached. You peeked around the pole to see where the boy went and saw that he was staring right at you.

You flew back behind your hiding place. You felt your pulse quickening though you weren't sure if it was because you were afraid he'd seen you or for a different reason entirely.

After you'd calmed yourself down you opened your eyes, you saw the boy standing right in front of you, only a couple feet away. You clapped a hand over your mouth to keep yourself from screaming.

Wait, you can see me?" the boy asked. He sounded just as freaked out as you felt.

You nodded your head, with your hand still on your mouth.

The boy's eyes went wide for a moment. But then he looked like he was deep in thought. "Why can you see me?" he asked curiously.

Your expression went blank for a moment. How could you answer a question you didn't even know? Also did someone give you drugs, or was this actually happening?

"I have no idea, also are you even real?" You asked. You reached out to poke his shoulder, and you felt nothing. "Nope, I'm definitely imagining this," you said aloud to yourself.

You turned and started to walk away. "Wait!" the boy yelled.

"Yes, imaginary person who I have probably made up in my head?" you asked.

He talked as he walked to catch up with you. "I'm real, I'm very, very real. I'm just also dead."

You crossed your arms and faced him. "So you're a ghost?" you asked.

"Yes."

You crossed your arms. "So prove it, how do I know you're not a figment of my imagination?"

The boy paused for a moment to think. "Umm I know there's a student named Julie that goes here and she has fourth period dance class, and you probably don't know that, so how would a figment of your imagination know that?" After finishing his trail of thought the boy looked over at you with a hopeful smile.

You thought over it for a moment which was mildly difficult with that face looking at you. "Yeah, okay, that adds up I suppose." His smile turned into a slight smugness that he had convinced you.

"See, I told you I was real."

You pushed down the heat attempting to rise to your cheeks.

"But how?" you asked.

"Wellllllllll that's a little bit more of a complicated question," Luke explained, as he itched the back of his head.

Somehow, you were still getting more confused. "How is it complicated?"

"That's kinda a long story. But, I can explain some of it," he offered.

You gestured to him that the floor was his.

"Oh, not right now because I'm pretty sure I've made like at least five people think you're crazy already." He gestured around to people at their lockers who were staring at you.

"But I can tell you later, if you meet me at Julie's house, after school," he promised.

"Okay, yeah, I'm not doing anything, and I've been there before so I know where it is," you agreed.

"Cool! I never caught your name by the way," he mentioned.

"Oh it's y/n, and you are?"

"Luke, and I'll see you then!" He waved at you and in a poof he was gone.

It was definitely not a normal way to start your lunch. But you supposed that from the day that they had performed your life hadn't been normal.

Three hours later you found yourself standing in front of Julie Molina's house. You were silently hoping that this was the right house, because that would be a very interesting conversation if it wasn't. Luckily enough, Julie was the one who opened the door.

"Hi, um I'm here to see Luke?" you hesitantly asked.

"Oh yeah, he told me about you, come on I’ll show you where he is.” She closed the door and started leading you through a garden, as you tried not to read too deeply into what she had said. Eventually, you walked down a set of steps to some sort of studio. As she opened the wide white entrance doors you saw all three of the guys you had watched play with Julie a week ago.

You stood in shock for a moment. So you hadn’t been seeing things! You only came back to reality when you heard Julie say your name.

“Meet Reggie, Alex, and you already met Luke. So Reggie and Alex, meet y/n,” she introduced.

“Hello!” Reggie waved.

“Hi,” said Alex.

“Hi,” you responded.

“So now is your time to ask questions without someone thinking you are going insane,” Luke offered, as he sat down on a couch.

“Okay, so you guys are ghosts, right?”

The three all nodded their heads.

“But for some reason Julie and I can see you?” you observed.

“Yes, but we don’t actually know the reason for that. Or to a lot of things for that matter. But we think it might mean that you two are related to our pasts in some sort of way,” the one you remembered to be Alex, suggested.

“Okay, interesting. Do you know why people can see you when you play?” you inquired.

“No, I mean we think it’s because we are connected to Julie and that we are still connected with music, but other than that we have no idea,” Luke said.

You continued asking them questions for quite some time, until you couldn’t think of anything anymore. Granted, there was still a lot you didn’t know, but that was fine with you. Afterall, asking someone how they died felt a little too personal; even if they did make you think you were losing your mind for a week straight.

Eventually your conversation diverged into other matters like school, and music, and of course food.

“You play the guitar?” Luke asked in surprise.

You turned to him from a conversation you were having with Alex. “I mean, I’m not as good as you, but yes,” you admitted.

“Wait, you play guitar TOO?” Reggie asked in awe.

You had to laugh at the sudden fascination with you. “Yes, I do.”

Reggie seemed to be ecstatic. “You have to play something; here, use Luke’s guitar,” he offered.

Alex lightly slapped his arm and you watched the corner of your eye as Luke muttered something along the lines of what the hell Reggie.

“It’s okay, I don’t wanna steal someone else’s equipment, and I usually only play in my room by myself. Besides, you probably don’t wanna hear me anyways,” you pointed out.

“You don’t have to play, but that’s b.s. I’ve heard you’d play and you’re obviously talented,” Julie chimed in. You were slightly embarrassed but you accepted the compliment. Soon enough your conversation died down and it was decided that you should probably head back home as it was getting late. You waved goodbye to the boys and told Julie you would see her tomorrow.

As you ate supper, you realized that even though you had one of the most eventful days in history you could tell no one about it, including your family. Otherwise they would think you were just as insane as you thought you were. But you supposed there were worse problems to have then knowing a band that you couldn’t talk about.

As you got ready for bed you decided to bring out your acoustic guitar.

You started strumming before realizing there was a particular song you hadn’t played in a long while. It took you a couple attempts to remember the fingering for it, but once you did the music started to flow out of you.

“When the rain is blowing in your face, and the whole world is on your case. I could offer you a warm embrace to make you feel my love.”

You then jumped to the melody at a higher octave. You decided to go all out and sing it to your heart's content.

“I know you haven’t made your mind up yet, but I would never do you wrong. I’ve known it from the moment that we met. No doubt in my mind where you belong.”

You strummed a couple more chords before placing your guitar down. You turned around and came inches away from Luke’s face.

“Shit!” you yelled on instinct. You paused for a moment to make sure no one had heard you, but you didn’t hear anything.

“What are you two doing here?” you hissed.

Reggie was the first to open his mouth. “Well uh you see here, we actually have a very good reason for being here. Yep, and Luke’s going to tell you that reason.” He clapped his bandmate on the shoulder, and Luke glared at him.

“Y/n I’m really sorry, but he really wanted to hear you play. And I was super curious too, and we just couldn’t resist,” Luke apologized.

You took a look at them still wanting to be mad, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. They looked not unlike sad puppies.

You fake sighed, but you couldn’t fight the smile on your face. “I guess I can let you guys off the hook this time.”

“I swear it won’t happen again,” Reggie promised.

“Next time just knock instead of scaring the shit out of me, okay?” you asked.

“You got it, though I can’t say we won’t scare you. I mean we are ghosts,” Luke teased, with a glint in his eyes that you couldn’t figure out.

You amusedly rolled your eyes at him, “Whatever, Luke.”

The next day you couldn’t really focus on your clases. All you could think about were theories on why you could see Alex, Reggie, and Luke and why everyone else couldn’t. By the time lunch rolled around you were very thankful Julie was in the same lunch period as you.

“Hey!” she greeted you.

“What’s up?” you asked, shutting your locker.

“Just something I want to show you, follow me,” she gestured. You didn’t know where she was taking you but you just shrugged and went with it. She led you over to the next set of lockers and down a set of steps to a pretty much vacant part of the school. And once you turned the corner you heard a very loud ‘surprise!’

“Aeeehp!” you yelled in shock.

“Oh my god, you guys have got to stop doing that,” you said to the three.

“Yeah, they never do,” Julie sighed.

“But anyways, we brought you down here to tell you, drumroll please?” Julie requested.

They all started stomping their feet.

“We want you to join Julie and the Phantoms!” Alex announced.

“Wait, what?” you excitedly asked.

“Well after the little stunt that Luke and Reggie pulled, which I do not approve of by the way,” she sent a glare back at the two of them, “we had a band meeting and decided that we want you in the band, that is of course if you want to be in the band?”

You were positively beaming. “Yes of course I do! But what do you want me to do? You already have two singers and an electric guitarist.”

“Well we always have room for more singing, and I’m just lead guitar. We used to have three guitars in sunset curve, so why not in Julie and the Phantoms?” Luke questioned.

“I’m game if you guys are.”

“So you’re in?” Reggie asked.

You smiled brightly, “I’m so in.”

[trampohlena]

Well, it's finally over. And thank Rao it is because these writers could not create truly engaging material if their jobs depended on it because clearly they don't. If I was a showrunner or another one of TPTB and someone came up to me and pitched this exact version of season 6 to me I would have flat out fired them, or at the very least asked them if they were on crack because what the fuck?

Okay, I don't want to be a complete Negative Nancy and shit on the entire show because it genuinely used to be my favorite and I truly do believe that they had such an incredible cast that was often underutilized...BUT...overall, not good. Honestly...kind of garbage. But before I get into the bad let me first just state the things that I actually did think were good/cute.

1. The entire Dansen wedding. It was truly the only real saving grace of the episode in my opinion. It was everything it should have been and was really beautiful to watch.

2. ESME. This little girl is soooo adorable. I loved every moment she was on screen. And her and James?? Their interactions were so flippin' cute! The best uncle & niece combo I've seen in a while. would love to see more interactions with them even though he was written off and the show has ended, lol.

3. Ms. Grant's reappearance and taking over control of Catco once again and thinking of Kara as Editor-in-chief.

4. Kara looking like an entire fucking snack the whole episode. Like daaaammmnnn...Melissa just had a baby?? Where?

5. Lena looked so beautiful at William's funeral, literally stunning. She's had a lot of hairstyles recently but my favorite will always be her hair down and straight (unlike her and Kara).

6. Lena getting asked to be Esme's godmother? Yes please, always and forever. She is now the godmother to two children, speaks volumes. Even if Sam and Kelly & Alex were thinking logistically of "okay who can afford to take care of our kid? Lena!"

7. J'onn learning that he and M'Gann are going to have a son in the future. Fucking beautiful and perfect and lovely closure.

That's it. That's all the good. Now onto the shit I disliked, didn't understand, or just hated with a fiery passion.

1. The fucking plot/story arc. No surprises there. The fact that the entire first hour was trying to get Esme back and defeat Nyxly and Lex and they only managed to do the former. WHYYYYY could they not have resolved the entire Nyxly and Lex drama in the first episode? Why have it continue into the second part and eat up valuable time that could have been spent further exploring everyone's character development/growth as well as having a more in depth, satisfying closure...ESPECIALLY FOR OUR LEAD!

2. Introducing returning characters into the second part of the episode? AGAIN, why could they not have come in sooner and helped them defeat Nyxly and Lex by the end of part one? That way part two could focus on the wedding and Kara coming into herself and figuring out how to assimilate her purpose and identity into one, all on her own.

3. The fact that still, yet again, Kara really didn't make the choice that she made all on her own. She still had people persuading her left and right. Alex telling her to just take the job so that maybe it will give her a sense of purpose. As if her job is her reason for existing? Like, excuse me? Ms. Grant obviously pressuring her into taking the position, someone Kara never wanted to disappoint because she considers her a mentor. Lena was the only one who was like "hey, you don't have to stress so much about everyone and everyone's expectations of you. Just do you and if someone tries to fuck with that we got your back, FRIEND!" Ugghhh, I've never hated that word so much in my life.

Why did they make Kara seem so lost? How could she possibly still be so lost after experiencing everything that she did. I know trauma is super difficult to navigate and to heal from but it has also shown her everything she didn't want, like for example when she said "I don't want to be alone anymore." And what happened? She still ended up alone? Mkay. I'm going to come back to this and expound on the entirity of the joke that is Supercorp but first let me get the rest of this dumb shit out.

4. Stupid little things in the plot that I thought were just dumb, or didn't understand: Nyxly and Lex turning into reptilians? Why? No explanation either...okay.

5. Draining the sun's energy? That's literally not how the sun works. Like scientifically speaking, just no. And Kara saying "I'll give it back!" Umm, I'm sorry but how? How could you possibly give the sun energy back after absorbing it? You just gonna laser vision the fuck out of it till it lights up again and you die from exertion? The actual fact that she had 6 more seconds until the sun's solar flare would have been completely absorbed and then she's like "I can't it's not right." First of all you taking the time to say that was more than six seconds so by the time you finished objecting that bitch was already drained, and secondly, how does just stopping the connection restore all of the sun's power and leave her with none of the residual? Literally so confused.

6. Everyone turning into zombies from Pleasantville? Yet SOMEHOW all of the human Superfriends remain intact, colorful, despite knowing the true terror that they are facing? Make it make sense. It would have been cool for say Lena to lose hope and have Kara pull her out of it with just a hug. It's so simple. Have Lena slowly start to fade to grey and then have Kara pull her in for a tight embrace and watch her face flood with color again after inhaling Kara's shampoo. Give us something!

7. Lillian dying for Lex instead of Lena? Gross. It would have been far more realistic and plausible if Lex had tried to blast Lena and Lillian jumped in the way to save Lena's life as opposed to Lex's. She did try to poison him after all, he even brought it up in the episode. I think a mother who is willing to poison/kill her son is pretty much over protecting them, right? It would have been more meaningful if she had saved Lena and would have added more emotion to the conversation between Lillian and Lena while the oldest Luthor was on her deathbed. But instead that time was spent further explaining away plot choices as to why Lena hadn't expressed any magic earlier on because Lillian hid talismans all over the house. Give me a break dude. They must make designer talismans because those are the only ones I can see Lillian allowing in her beautiful, austentatious mansion.

8. Another fucking Hope speech. How many times can they rewrite the same fucking speech? How many reiterations of the SAME motifs can we tolerate? I wasn't the slightest bit emotional or moved from that speech. The entire time I kept thinking, omg here we go again "believe in yourself" *queue eyeroll*.

9. The fact that Lena used a spell to "melt people's defenses" and get them to believe/understand the message? NON-NOCERE much??? Did they forget about that entire debacle? Also the constant saying "no we can't do that" and then doing it only to again admitting "no we can't do that" the entire fucking season. I can't.

10. Lex's gladiator line after Nyxly summons past protagonists? He literally says "that's a bit too fifth dimensional for my taste" (something along those lines) and then does the exact same thing. I'm confused.

11. I LOVE Eliza so much. She is the greatest mom to both Kara and Alex and I don't know why she would ever think of herself as anything less when talking to Alex and Kara before the wedding and the girls not saying like "you've been the best mom." Y'all forget your fucking manners because I know the sweet beautiful angel that is Eliza taught them to you! Also her showing up to help in the battle. I get it. I understand the joke they were going for but it literally came out of left field. Like so random. Eliza lives in Midvale and the wedding wasn't for another three weeks so like...the fuck was she doing there?

12. I thought Cat Grant already knew that Kara was Supergirl? Am I wrong? I was under the impression that it was insinuated before she left the show that she knew that Kara was Supergirl and that Kara knew as well. I might be wrong but I was super confused. Also didn't make sense because when she called Kara she said that she only feels lost/burnt out because she never takes any time off and she's always doing too much and Kara just said like "I know". So you're telling me that Kara thought that Cat Grant thought that Kara was doing too much reporting and giving too much of herself to her reporting job? The one she is constantly "going missing "throughout her shift? Okay, I guess.

13. Ironic that this is the thirteenth item on the list because it is also MY THIRTEENTH REASON!...Supercorp is NOT endgame. What an absolute, fucking tragedy. A complete, garbage waste of pure on-screen chemistry. No doubt the BIGGEST queerbait in television history. There is no explanation or excuse justifying the fact that Supercorp was not made canon.

Okay so first of all, if I hear the word "friend" or "friendship" ever again I'm gonna vomit. We get it. We get it now. You had us fooled for a really long time but we get it. They're just friends. The pure lack of Supercorp scenes throughout the episode was insanely disappointing. They literally had like two scenes and the first was short and a dumb little disagreement that has been reiterated in several episodes prior.

Where was Lena consoling Kara after the funeral?

Where was Kara consoling Lena after LIllian's death and not just a quick hug but an actual conversation?

Where was Lena talking to Kara after she finally made her decision to out herself as Supergirl and asking her how she feels about it?

Why did they sit them at opposite ends of the scene during the final game night? We couldn't even get them sitting next to each other? Is that too gay? To sit next to your best friend? That's too gay? The writers really wanted to rub it in our faces that these bitches are JUST FRIENDS?Mkay.

And I know what their excuses would be for writing it the way they did "well we just didn't have enough time, it's too much to fit in" well bitch that's a YOU PROBLEM! Because y'all could have made better/smarter choices and we could have gotten more character development in the final moments of the show. No one cries for plot, we cry for connection. JFC.

I really thought we would at the very least get an implied moment/insinuation to Supercorp becoming canon. Something. Anything. People are even saying that they left it open-ended. No they didn't. They literally shut that shit down. They clearly stated that they are just friends. Even the focus on Lena after James says that he finally figured out what he wanted...the way it was edited made it look like James wanted Lena. There was no Kara staring affectionately at Lena or anything like that (which would have been a wonderful choice).

It was just really poor choices and superficial decisions all around. Whenever I finish a television show that I love I ALWAYS get emotional. I always cry and feel a sense of loss for these wonderful characters I've grown to love but honestly, and I'm not joking, I literally laughed when the show was over. I sat on my couch at like two in the fucking morning and LAUGHED at how dumb it was. Especially after dedicating an ENTIRE episode in the fifth season explaining that exposing Supergirl's true identity only ends in disaster and death. Like if they had not have done that, then fine. But they did do that and they wanted us to forget. Well I will never forget. I will never forget what a complete dumpster fire Supergirl became in its last season. I will never forget the GREATEST queerbait in ALL of television history. And I swear to never forget because as a writer who aspires to write for television some day, I would never make the mistakes these writers/show runners/ TPTB have. I have learned exactly what NOT to do and instead have learned HOW to alienate fans and disservice the characters.

Also when I have my own show I am ABSOLUTELY searching AO3 archives for writers and inviting them into the writer's room. Another thing I can't stand about the industry is that it is truly "all about who you know" and A LOT of incredibly talented writers and artists get overlooked because they're not related to, or friends with, someone already in the industry. But that's another spiel for another day.

Anyway, that's it. Kudos to you if you've made it this far, that was a lot of ranting, my apologies. And to all my fellow Supercorpers out there, can't wait to read the fics and talk about 'em with y'all. Love you all. Peace out homies!