#idk maybe I’m just an overly curious person

[yesterdayiwrote]

It always astounds me that there’s people on this website who don’t like reading people psychoanalysing their blorbos…

[bad268]

Lesbian (Logan Sargeant X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/F1

Requested: Day 13 of Writing Inktober prompts instead of drawing!

Warnings: Non-sexual use of daddy, marriage (idk if anyone's afraid of commitment), also based on this Instagram reel

POV: Second Person (You/your)

W.C. 483

As always, my requests are OPEN

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“When can we have lesbian?” You snapped your head around as you heard your daughter ask your husband in the living room. You were in the middle of making dinner, and Logan had taken the liberty of distracting her, giving you a break from the overly-curious toddler.

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I heard you right,” You could tell Logan was trying his hardest not to laugh. “Can you repeat that?”

“When can we have lesbian?” Your daughter repeated with an emphasis on lesbian. You had to bite your lip to stop laughing as you moved to look into the living room without them seeing you. ”Lesbian, daddy!” 

“Okay, maybe I did hear you right, sweetie,”  Logan started as he tried to explain, still racking his brain to figure out what she was asking for. “I know what you said, but I don’t think that word means what you think it does. Okay?”

“Daddy, it’s like spaghetti!” She shouted as if it were the most obvious answer while she threw her hands up. Immediately, you saw Logan cover his face as he covered a laugh by clearing his throat.

“Do you mean lasagna?” He finally replied with a smile as your daughter’s face lit up.

“Yup,” She said simply as she leaned into him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Okay, uh, yeah. I’m sure we can have lasagna really soon,” He stuttered through, still trying not to laugh too much. “We can make sure that we can eat that soon. Does that sound good?”

“Yeah!” She shouted again, pushing away from him and running around the living room.

“Alright, cool, thank you,” He said back, even though she wasn’t listening in the slightest while he covered his face with his hands again. You could see his shoulders shaking as he laughed silently as not to attract your daughter’s attention, so you walked over to him and sat next to him. You leaned into his side as you watched your daughter get distracted by some of her toys while Logan dropped his hands and looked at you. “Did you finish already? You’re never gonna guess what conversation I just had with her.”

“I wanted your opinion on dinner,” You chuckled lightly, thinking it would be fun to tease him even though you had already put dinner in the oven. “How does lesbian for dinner sound?”

“Lesbian?” Your daughter questioned as she dropped her toys and ran into your arms. “Like now?”

“You heard the whole conversation, didn’t you?” Logan asked as he wrapped an arm around you and your daughter while he whispered in your ear with a fake smile plastered on his face.

“I may have, but only a little bit,” You whispered back with the same over-exaggerated smile on your face before turning to your daughter. “You’re in luck because I happen to have lasagna in the oven right now!”

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[isaacarellanesismyhusband]

mind if I sit?

pair: Walker Scobell x reader

requested by anonymous

so maybe reader is in Vancouver for something, and she runs into Walker at a restaurant and knows he's in pjo so they start talking about pjo lore and he randomly invites her to join his table with the cast? maybe she ends up getting an offer for a role on the show by somebody sitting at the table, so they become friends/start dating, idk it was just a total dream idea lol

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You walked through the vibrant streets of Vancouver, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. You’d booked an acting class here a few months ago, trying to push yourself further into the acting world. The online reviews were glowing, and the idea of learning from a professional in the heart of such a bustling city seemed like the perfect opportunity to grow. You had always been passionate about performing, and maybe this class would be a stepping stone to something bigger.

After your session, you decided to grab a bite to eat at a local restaurant. The place wasn’t overly fancy but had a warm, cozy atmosphere, and you were craving something comforting after the long day. You stepped inside, the scent of garlic and herbs filling the air, making your stomach growl.

As you waited for your food at a small table near the window, you casually scrolled through your phone. You had some downtime before your next class, and it was nice to unwind for a bit. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed a familiar face walk in. You couldn’t place it right away, but something about him seemed recognizable. Then it clicked.

Walker Scobell.

He was the lead in the upcoming Percy Jackson series. You’d been following the show closely since you’d always been a huge fan of the books. Seeing him in person was a bit surreal, but you didn’t want to act like some star-struck fan. He was just a regular person grabbing lunch, right?

Still, you couldn’t help but glance in his direction now and then. To your surprise, he caught your gaze, and instead of looking away, he smiled warmly and walked over to your table.

“Hey, are you a Percy Jackson fan?” he asked casually, his voice friendly but curious.

You blinked in surprise for a moment before nodding. “Yeah, actually. I love the books, and I’ve been keeping up with the show news.”

Walker’s smile widened. “That’s awesome! It’s always cool to meet people who are excited about the series. Mind if I sit?”

“Of course, go ahead,” you said, trying to keep your composure. It wasn’t every day you had a conversation with someone in a major TV show, after all.

Walker sat down across from you, and the two of you started talking. The conversation flowed easily, jumping between Percy Jackson lore, favorite moments from the books, and how excited you both were for the upcoming show. You couldn’t help but feel a bit giddy inside—this was a dream scenario for any fan of the series.

After a while, Walker glanced over at a nearby table. “Hey, so, I’m actually here with some of the cast. Do you want to come join us?”

You blinked, momentarily stunned by the offer. “Wait, really? I don’t want to intrude…”

“You wouldn’t be intruding at all! We’re all fans of the series too, so we’d love to chat with someone who gets it,” he said with a grin.

Not wanting to pass up the opportunity, you nodded, and Walker led you over to a larger table where a few other familiar faces sat. They greeted you warmly, introducing themselves as you took a seat. The energy at the table was casual and fun—despite their fame, everyone seemed grounded and easy to talk to.

You found yourself falling into conversation naturally, your initial nerves fading as you realized that they were just like any other group of friends hanging out. The topic shifted between acting, life on set, and your shared love for the Percy Jackson universe. You mentioned that you were in Vancouver for an acting class, and that’s when one of the adults sitting at the table perked up.

“Wait, which class are you taking?” a woman in her early forties asked, looking intrigued. You recognized her as one of the directors of the series, though you didn’t want to come off too intense by pointing it out.

You told her the name of the class, and she smiled. “That’s actually one of the programs I recommend to newer actors. How are you finding it?”

“It’s been amazing so far,” you replied, grateful that the conversation had steered away from fan topics. “I’ve been learning a lot, and the instructors have been really encouraging. I feel like I’m pushing myself in ways I haven’t before.”

The woman nodded thoughtfully, exchanging a glance with another adult at the table. “That’s great to hear. You know, we’re always looking for new talent, especially people who are passionate about the source material. Have you thought about auditioning for something bigger?”

Your heart skipped a beat. “I mean, I’ve thought about it, but I don’t have a ton of professional experience yet. I’m hoping to get there one day, though.”

She leaned back in her chair, a slight smile on her face. “You know, we’ve been casting some smaller roles for the series, and since you already seem to click with the cast… How about coming in for an audition? It wouldn’t hurt to try.”

You stared at her in disbelief, unsure if you’d heard correctly. Was she really offering you a chance to audition for Percy Jackson?

“Wait, are you serious?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Absolutely,” she said with a nod. “No guarantees, of course, but from what I’ve seen and heard tonight, I think you could be a good fit. If you’re interested, I can set something up.”

Your mind raced, trying to process what was happening. You’d come to Vancouver for a class, hoping to improve your acting skills, and now you were being offered a chance to audition for one of your favorite series. It felt too good to be true, but the sincerity in her voice made you believe it was real.

“I… I would love that,” you managed to say, trying to keep your voice steady despite the excitement bubbling inside you.

“Great,” she said, pulling out her phone to exchange contact information with you. “I’ll get in touch with you in the next few days to set something up. In the meantime, just keep doing what you’re doing. You’re already off to a great start.”

The rest of the night passed in a blur. You continued chatting with the cast and crew, your heart racing with a mix of excitement and disbelief. You couldn’t believe what had just happened, but as you walked back to your hotel later that evening, you couldn’t stop smiling.

This could be the start of something big, and you couldn’t wait to see where it led.

[skye707]

Slightly curious, who would make fun of me for heartburn/acid reflux? Like on a scale of would chuckle to just full on laughing-

I deal with acid reflux 24/7 in the form of belly cramps, and I don't mind if the silly bois laugh at it cus I find it funny myself-

Hope you're having a good day! and maybe I might give myself an emoji later cus idk ya cool and stuff-

Oh, I’m sorry you’ve got a dumb fleshy body thing to deal with, but I’m glad you’ve found some joy in it (??) so hell yeah! On a scale of 1 (would laugh at you) to 9 (this isn’t funny??im worried about you???)

ZY - I mean yeah he’s a jerk. Anything that makes some else less evolutionarily fit than him is something he can and will laugh at. But what a loser.

Unburied - What? Are you serious? That’s hilarious. He’s more dumbfounded than anything, like you’ve got acid reflux and you’re not using it as like an out for social events? If you’re not doing that you definitely should.

BTAA - First, he thinks you’re joking. Once he realizes you’re being serious, it gives him a quick chuckle. Until he sees it firsthand. Then he immediately feels bad for laughing.

Telltale - This Riddler draws the line from finding it funny to being indifferent. Okay? So does he, you’re not special. He has some antacid tablets if you need them, but you’ll have to ask nicely and answer a riddle.

Arkham - Another little guy that doesn’t really care either way. Join the club! He doesn’t like dealing with body stuff like acid reflux or eating or sleeping, but I guess good for you for getting a laugh out of it. He doesn’t get it, but whatever.

BTAS - And from here on out, they are worried. He’s not overly anxious; he knows it’s relatively normal, but he still would feel bad that you’re in pain. But he’s willing to support your personal humor in it.

Gotham - Once you tell him, he immediately gathers any and all supplies necessary to help you easy the pain. Here, I have something for your tummy. Are you laughing? Don’t laugh?? I’m trying to be helpful???

Dano - Uh oh. You’re in pain. But you’re laughing? Why are you laughing?? I guess he’ll start laughing too, but on the inside he’s screaming. He’s waiting for you to busy yourself with something so he can run to the nearest pharmacy and beg the person at the counter to help him.

YJ - NOT FUNNY?? Your tummy hurts, and that’s not fun. He should know, his hurts constantly! You’re not at all worried about this?? You’re going to have to sit him down and explain why it happens and why it’s not a big deal. And probably tell him that his tummy hurting doesn’t mean he’s dying either.

ps I’m glad you think I’m cool and I’d love if you had an emoji

[next-autopsy]

A/N: Well, hi there! Okay so Joe needs to apologise asap! This is his attempt I guess… idk what’s happening anymore man

Based on the actors portrayal/hbo show and written with no disrespect to the real life veterans. Also all images found on Pinterest.

TW: I don’t think there are any…

Tags: @malarkgirlypop, @panzershrike-pretz

Made of Glass

Chapter nineteen: An Itchy, Army Issued Blanket 

Their barracks were dark and quiet when the ladies returned. Charlotte was all but dragged to her bed by Connie and Betty, who then immediately started getting ready to pass out on their own cots.

Lucy and Blythe were inseparable, snuggling together on a bed too small for the two of them, by now all the women had noticed the lovey dovey behaviour between them. No one said anything, no one minded. 

Bernadette had spent the entire cab ride sniffling and wiping at her face where stray tears fell. No one had mentioned what had happened with Liebgott, though all of them witnessed it, except Charlotte who was in a world of her own and wouldn’t remember anything from this night. 

She changed her clothes and brushed out her hair, too tired to walk to the bathroom and finish her nighttime ritual. Before Birdie could climb under the covers of her awaiting bed, Frankie made eye contact with her. She shook her half empty pack of smokes at the mousy haired girl and flicked her head toward the door, a silent invitation. 

Bernadette sighed and joined the Italian woman outside. She might feel better if she spoke about what happened. She hadn’t quite figured out why his words got to her so badly, perhaps talking to Francesca could help. They sat on the wooden steps as they usually did. Rossi lit a cigarette and passed it to her friend, then lit her own. 

Francesca wouldn’t push, of course she wanted to know exactly what was said and what tone was used, but she wanted to avoid more tears if possible. Seeing Birdie quietly crying and then trying to pretend everything was okay, upset her more than she cared to admit. 

“I don’t know why I cried.” Her words were void of emotion. Frankie only hummed in response, waiting for her to share what was on her mind. 

“He’s always been kind of mean. I thought he actually hated me…. But then something changed.” Frankie was more than curious, she thought back to the uncomfortable night she watched from the shadows. Rossi liked people watching, she picked up on hidden feelings or underlying vibes easily. Whatever had or hadn't happened between Birdie and Liebgott perplexed her. And apparently, she wasn’t the only one.

“Joe was really… I-I thought maybe, just maybe we could've been friends.” 

“But?” Francesca prompted, eager to hear more of this odd dynamic. 

“But, he thinks I'm the worst.” The words cracked as the downcast woman spoke them, her eyes focused on the floor, her shoulders sagged in defeat, even her bottom lip protruded in a pout. 

“I’m sure that's not true…” The older woman consoled. Bernadette was sweet and witty and an oddly likeable person. Francesca had specifically tried not to make friends with anyone but Birdie managed to wiggle her way into her heart and now she couldn’t imagine not being friends with the little firecracker. 

“No, it is. The words he used were: Arrogant, conceited bitch.” She didn’t even have one second to feel sorry for herself as Frankie instantly counter argued. 

“Ha. You are the least arrogant, conceited person I've ever met. And you're definitely not a bitch.” 

“Not according to him.” Now she was sulking, pouting and feeling sorry for herself. The attitude change was phenomenal. From Francesca’s perspective, Birdie had always been confident. Not overly but enough to tough it out with her self righteous Captain. 

“Why do you care what he thinks of you?” Maybe Rossi would have to give the poor girl some hints, she obviously hasn't picked up on her own feelings for the man who bullied her. It would explain her need for his approval and why his comments affected her the way they did. 

“I-” She couldn’t answer, she didn’t know how. Why did she care so much about what Joseph Liebgott thought of her?  “Because, I- I don’t know.”

“I think I do.” She would have to tell the southern girl, it was her duty as best friend. She couldn’t let her go on like this, it was down right embarrassing. 

“Enlighten me.” 

“You like him.” The George company woman spoke plainly, no point sugarcoating it. 

“What? No, you're way off, he’s so- But he’s- He is a pigheaded jerk. I-I don't like him.” Birdie spluttered, stumbling over her words and giving Frankie an incredulous look. 

“Are you trying to convince me, or yourself? Either way, I don't think it's working.” She paused to let the words sink in, “Come on, you need some sleep.” 

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Letting go of Birdie’s arm and watching her walk out the door, surrounded by her girlfriends, caused a pang in Joe’s chest. 

He was at fault and he knew it. Joe didn’t mean the harsh words and he shouldn’t have said those things about her, whether she was listening or not. And now, he sat at the bar, gulping down whatever alcohol came his way. 

“Liebgott?” No answer, he preferred to mope in peace. But Tipper wouldn’t sit by and watch his friend beat himself up over a girl, especially because he had money on the two getting together before they were deployed.

“She’ll come round.” Ed wasn’t really sure what else he could say to soothe the situation. But he had noticed the girl in question harboured feelings for his brooding friend, and he definitely knew Joe felt some type of way about Birdie. 

The issue was getting them to recognise their own fondness of each other and stop messing up. It was like the pair were stuck in blatant denial, not even considering the reason why they were always so drawn to one another, constantly needing to make comments to gain the others attention. To Ed it was transparent, which is why he was so confident about the running bet in Easy company, Joe and Birdie; Will they? Won’t they? 

“I think she hates me now.” 

“What? She didn’t before?” Tip was trying to lighten the mood, but Joe wasn’t having it. He continued to feel sorry for himself, drinking yet another pale yellow beer.

“No… I don't know- she was, we were... It doesn’t matter now.” The alcohol was affecting him, he couldn’t think straight and his words came out as incoherent mumble.

“You should apologise.” 

“You think I don't know that?” Joe’s snark was intact regardless of how much he drank. 

“Hey, I’m just saying.” Ed paused, “If you made a meaningful gesture… something only known between you two…” He trailed off, letting Joe put the rest of the thought together in his mind. 

“Yeah? Like what? In case you didn’t notice, we don't exactly have the best track record.” Liebgott was mad, not at his friend, just in general or at himself. His patience with Tipper’s chit chat was running thin. 

“Well, what do you have?” 

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While weekend passes were more common now than back in Toccoa, they were still highly sought after. Joe had a plan to smooth over the mishap with Bernadette and it meant spending a precious pass at the library reading, instead of getting shitfaced at a bar. 

He prayed it would work, that Bernadette would forgive him and let his unkind words fade away. Joe had already decided on a place and time and now he needed to convince one of her friends to bring her to the spot. She probably wouldn’t meet him there if he asked, so he’d have to be sneaky. 

Approaching Francesca Rossi was intimidating. She had a reputation of not taking shit from anyone and Joe had hurt seemingly her only friend. Plus, Birdie most likely told the Italian woman about his colossal fuck up, so he doubted she would be on his side. 

“What do you want?” Her eyes narrowed at the man walking toward her.

“I was hoping you would help me with something.” Joe knew he had to be straightforward with the George company woman, put his cards on the table and hope for the best.

“Why?” She hadn’t stopped glaring.

“Look, I’ll be honest. I fucked up, with Birdie. I said some things I’d rather not repeat… And I’m just trying to apologise.” 

“What do you need?” He hadn’t expected it to be that easy, so he stood still for a moment processing, before he explained his plan to her. It felt dumb to say it out loud, but when Rossi gave him a nod and a half smile, promising to do her part, he thought: maybe he was doing the right thing.

“One thing before you go…” Francesca called out to him as he turned to leave, he stopped and looked at the woman over her shoulder.

“Yeah?” 

“You hurt her again…. I will kill you.” There was no hint of a joke in her tone, no curve of her lips. She meant it and she wanted him to know she would follow through. Birdie meant alot to her, she didn’t have many women friends so she would hold onto the southerner for the rest of her life, kill for her, die for her if necessary. 

“I know you will.” 

“Good.”

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The night came. Joe was nervous. He told himself it was due to all the facts he had to memorise and his anxiety was about messing up in front of an expert. 

Something in the back of his head said her name and the idea of his nerves coming from his need to impress this specific woman ran through his brain. Maybe it was a little bit about Bernadette, but he couldn’t dwell on it too much. He had places to be and apologies to set up. 

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Francesca was good at keeping secrets and hiding things. So when the time came, Birdie suspected nothing. Frankie told her friend she needed her help with something and led her outside and into the dark with no explanation. Birdie didn’t question it, Francesca wouldn’t steer her wrong, she trusted the woman with everything she had.

After a few minutes of walking, the two women came upon a clearing with an olive green, Army issued blanket laid down upon the grass. A gas lantern lit up the immediate area.

Just as Bernadette began to wonder what was going on, Liebgott came into view, stepping into the light that shone from the source on the floor. Birdie’s jaw hung, she looked between the man and her friend who had brought her here, feeling somewhat betrayed. 

“Frankie? What the hell?” Were the words she finally managed to get out. 

“You got two options, Birdie. Stay here and hear him out… or we walk away. I’ll punch him in the throat too, if you want.” All three of them considered the words carefully. 

“Fair.” Joe shrugged, knowing he deserved it. 

Francesca eyed the younger woman as she pondered her options. She knew the outcome, it was plain to see which one Birdie would go for, the look on her face said it all.

She was curious, Joe intrigued her beyond words and even though he had said some things that hurt Birdie, she still craved his attention, to be around him, to listen to whatever he was about to say. 

Bernadette didn’t have to say it, she just gave Frankie a look and the black hair woman was on her way, not before shooting Liebgott a stern glare. 

“I didn’t mean it.” Joe broke the silence that was growing between the two. 

“But you still said it.” She couldn’t let him get away that easy. 

“I know… I shouldn’t’ve. I just wanted to say I’m sorry.” 

“Well, don’t let me stop you.” Birdie had already decided she’d forgive him but she wanted to drag it out, see him sweat. She knew first hand how scary Frankie could be, the fact that he had talked her into this project of his was apology enough in her books. 

“I am so sorry, Birdie.” His words were genuine, he truly was sorry. He would have said it a hundred more times if she wanted him too. His pride aside, he wanted her to know it. Talking about her like that was not something that would be repeated. Hurting her had hurt him, maybe Tipper was right, maybe his feelings for her ran deeper than he thought. 

He wanted to be her friend of course, she was always so smiley and happy, it was easy to get along with her. Joe enjoyed his time around her, even before, when all the words they said to each other were dipped in sarcasm. He actually enjoyed the witty comebacks she came up with, he liked that she wouldn’t let anyone walk over her. She always had something to say and he found himself wanting to listen more and more as time went on. 

“What’s that for?” Birdie nodded her head to the blanket, trying to steer away from acknowledging the apology. 

“Huh? Oh..” Lieb looked behind him, “Come here, sit. I want to show you something.” He sat and patted the empty space next to him. Birdie followed instruction and lowered herself onto the itchy blanket. 

Joe leaned back, propping himself up with one arm and pointing skyward with the other. Birdie copied his stance, turning her chin up and watching where he pointed to. 

“See that? That’s the Little Dipper-“ Birdie’s attention was pulled from the stars above them and to the guy casually dropping constellation names. 

“Wait… it actually is… how did you know that?” She imagined Joe, head in a book, studying star clusters so he would have something to talk to her about and it made her stomach flip. Had he really done something like that for her? She was vaguely aware that he didn’t care for studying or reading novels, so if he had done that it was solely for her benefit. 

Lieb let his arm drop, turning his head to face her. The eye contact made Birdie want to twirl a strand of hair with her fingers and giggle like a schoolgirl- Damn, maybe Francesca had been right about her liking Joseph Liebgott. 

“Magic.” His face was stoic and serious as he whispered the word to her, like it was a secret. Then, his infamous smirk broke onto his face and Bernadette couldn’t help but grin back at him, the butterflies in her tummy were going crazy, but she tried to play it cool. 

“Ah okay. I see: This is your apology? Impressing me with your new found knowledge of the stars?” Said with feigned disinterest. Joe hadn’t stopped watching her, her mannerisms were endearing. Yes, he definitely wanted to be friends with this girl. 

“It depends.” He broke eye contact, attempting to give his heart a moment to catch up. 

“On what?” The country woman had completely forgotten about the twinkly lights above them, something else was far more interesting at this moment. 

“Is it impressing you?” 

It most definitely was. Joe pointed out several well known constellations and even gave a couple backstories. Birdie already knew everything he was telling her but she humoured him and listened with interest at the tales he told her. 

At one point the two lay down for a better view of the starry black sky. Their arms brushed up against one another and neither attempted to move away. They ignored the shared touch, pretending it wasn’t happening but the pair could feel exactly where their bodies met and they revealed in the warmth. 

A/N: does his apology suffice? I think stargazing is going to be a Birdie/Lieb thing from now on.

I love hearing from you guys, so please feel free to comment or dm me!

~ next-autopsy ~

Chapter twenty

[littlexdeaths]

Hi 👋 I’m curious and felt safe asking you because you mentioned it. Can you explain the appeal of dark/mean Eddie? As a writer but also as a reader? I’m new to fandom and he’s been a comfort to me. It feels out of character for him but maybe there’s something I’m missing.

hi honey! and i’m glad you felt safe to ask me! 💕

also i definitely rambled a lot under the cut so i am sorry about that, but i wanted to try and give you a good but honest answer.

so personally, while i know eddie is an absolute sweetheart, at the end of the day. he is human. (i mean he’s not real but you know what i mean 😂). and anyone can be mean in their own way?

but given all the stuff he went through as a child (that we’re assuming) i think eddie did have to learn to be mean to protect himself. so if he’s feeling threatened that mean nature can come out to play.

so this could happen in an enemy to lovers situation especially, or even just like mean!dom eddie, cause i think he can be mean in a way that is also sexy? hopefully that makes sense.

so for example in that opening scene with him where he gets up on the cafeteria table, when he’s doing his little speech about conforming… he totally is being a dick.

while it does come across as playful, i do think he meant to be a little mean in that scenario. purposely to get a rise out of jason and the others.

and the way that dustin and mike were so scared to ask him to postpone the campaign also shows me that he can be a little overly dramatic and mean sometimes.

but i like seeing this played with as both a writer and a reader cause i do love some angst sprinkled in there. and to me it fleshes him out and makes him more human. cause not everything is always gonna be sunshine and rainbows ya know?

now dark eddie… this obviously does stray from his character a lot more. but i also think he does have a sprinkle of a dark streak in him too.

and there’s the whole topic of kas!eddie, who is definitely a darker version of eddie. but that’s a whole other tangent.

darker fanfiction is definitely subjective, and it’s not going to be everyone’s cup of tea. but i personally love horror films and creepy stuff. so seeing my favorite/comfort characters in those positions/scenarios can be really fun? idk it’s kinda hard to explain i guess.

there’s also just something about a deranged man that makes me a little 🤭😵‍💫😌

i have my own limits (like anyone) when it comes to darker stuff, but if you don’t like it at all then that’s perfectly okay too!

i see writing fanfiction as akin to playing with barbies. we can dress them up and make them into whoever and whatever we want them to be. and not everyone is going to interpret a character in exactly the same way, but i think that’s part of the beauty of it.

unfortunately i do think we can sometimes get really caught up in the idea that characters have to be written in a certain way or it’s wrong. i myself have been very guilty of this in the past and i am trying not to dwell on it so much anymore.

and if i don’t like or agree with an interpretation of a certain character, i’ll just back out of the fic and move on. i also try not to think when i’m writing, “oh he wouldn’t say or do this.” because that’s just putting yourself and him in a box, and that doesn’t seem very fun.

because at the end of the day, this is supposed to be fun. for both the writers and the readers. <3

[alarrytale]

I’m curious what you think of the new theory with L’s video of the big tv screen in the car. Many Larries think it’s H’s phone case taking the video because it looks pink. I can’t tell. Also I’m wondering what you think of that video from LTWT where L came outside by his buses and spoke to the fans, while a person in head to toe black is walking then standing in the background. Some Larries think that isn’t H because they wouldn’t risk being that close to fans. Even some Larries who have been here a while say it isn’t him. I have to say though seeing that video more times than I can probably count, it looks like H. The way H stands seems identical to the person in the video. Someone also put a side by side video of H putting a hat on at a concert and when the figure in black does, also looks identical. I’m very skeptical on proofs but this video just seemed too obvious to ignore. I was sad that some Larries didn’t see it the same way I did. Not that they had to, it just gets a person wondering if maybe I was losing some of my ability to filter out what is proof and what is me looking to hard to make a connection.

Hi, anon!

With all these type of sightings you will always have a divided fandom. As long as we can't identify them 100%, there is plausible deniability. So you've got to make up your own mind. And it's not like people who've been in the fandom longer is any better at identifying H or L, than others. At the end of the day, H and L are together, so if they were or weren't there at a specific time or not, it doesn’t matter.

Some fans love clowning and think every shadow is H or L. Others fans are overly skeptical of everything and dissmiss everything (dismiss too much imo). You need to make up your own mind, based on the information you have and knowledge about them. We'll never find out if we are right or not anyway.

When it comes to the car video, i don't see a pink phone case. Also Harry's phone case isn't pink, it's more peach coloured (sorry, it's a pet peeve of mine).

It seems grey or silver metallic to me, idk.

When it comes to the LTWT video (if we're thinking of the same video) i do think it's H. I also think it's L in that long jacket on the set of MP, but not L in the green jacket and grey shorts at the set of Dunkirk.

So i guess sometimes i think is them and sometimes i don't. We'll never know either way and you don’t have to care what others see or don't see, you can make that judgement yourself. Clowning is fun and it's doesn’t really matter. We might be right or we might be wrong.

[mermaidsirennikita]

There was this tiktok which had a bunch of people shitting on colleen Hoover (that's ok) because of a sex scene that had the guy sucking milk from the lady's boobs. I mean of all the things CoHo has written THIS is what you find objectionable?!!😭😭I mean its okay to find it gross personally I guess but it's not like its uncommon... I guess this is what you mean when you said that media is being pushed to be overly sanitized these days...

I really don’t like Colleen’s work and I find it problematic for a number of reasons (least of all it just…. Not being well written) but that is so innocuous.

Like, I don’t know, I just don’t think breastfeeding is even that weird a kink. I don’t. I don’t have kids; I do have friends who have kids. I’m pretty sure that all of them have mentioned their partners wanting to try it while they were breastfeeding. Like, maybe not a full blown “let’s do this as a sex thing” moment, but a curiosity about the flavor at least lol. And why wouldn’t you be curious? When else are you gonna try it in your life (that you can recall)? Idk, breastmilk is just a very natural product and boobs are also fun for sex things, and let’s be honest, many men have mild to moderate mommy issues …. I’d honestly rather they be into breastfeeding than modeling their partners after their moms. I just think the “my partner is lactating -> tits are fun for the sex stuff -> can I breastfeed a min” pipeline seems pretty clear and non-alarming. As long as the lactating partner is down, obviously.

Obviously some people take it a bit further and make it a kink and actively seek out people who are lactating (lactation can be a HUGE get for sex workers) but as long as everyone is safe and consenting who cares? Shaming people for this kink is a part of that weird “tits are only for babies” mindset that’s really gross and handmaiden’s tale-ish. Who gives a fuck?

[somewhereinthepines]

I can't quite remember where, it was either here or on ao3 that you mentioned that Chris is a bit of the jealous/possessive type. At least because of his condition maybe, and it got me thinking about that.

It feels like it would definitely have a sinister vibe to it, I can certainly see it building in GP. Watching Ryan, potentially following him around, the ambigious touches, the weird conversations, and the revealing dreams. It's just below the surface, but noticbly inches out closer to the full moon or after interactions with Dylan. It's just so interesting because nobody would think that Chris has any bad intentions. He's just an old dude who's hard set on his rules and is openly fond of Ryan in anyone else's eyes.

Seeing glimpses of what could be him losing his composure is tantalising and creepy at times. As the reader, we have a different perspective than Ryan. He just really wants Mister H, and it's amusing how frustrated he's become. But then that begs the question, what is going to happen when he gets him? All bets would be off, I guess.

I've been trying to imagine what they might be like once it's all up in the air. That Ryan knows Chris wants him and how Chris might alter his behaviour. What's the use of hiding his intent when that person is aware? It's difficult to think of how different things might be after that. And I'm quite curious just how open or obvious Chris might be about his possessive, overly protective feelings towards Ryan might be. I'm also curious about who else Ryan might be meeting, but I have a feeling it could be some of the other hacketts? Maybe Travis, god, imagine if Ryan somehow got to meet Constance or Jed. It'd maybe go okay if he did as he was told and kept being polite, but he wouldn't like them. Didn't he say he doesn't like Jed at the start of GP? If he met Bobby, under normal circumstances, I feel like there'd be room for a comedic moment. Both of them just awkwardly stand there in the woods or something.

Bobby not knowing what to do because there's nobody to tell him what to do, plus Ryan isn't a threat. Then our poor guy is panicking, thinking, "Who is he, is he a hunter, I thought they weren't allowed on the property? Why does he kinda look a bit like Chris?" Imagine Chris behind the camera freaking out and cursing up a storm. He rushes down there to defuse and talk their way out of the situation. Only to reach them and see of all the bizarre things that Ryan and Bobby are having a simple, weird, but positive conversation. Maybe Ryan said something blunt and awkward like "nice, knife?" and Bobby just started explaining to him how he got it and what it's good for. It could be the most crackiest, chaotic convo, but Ryan is just nodding, listening, and making a few comments. Meanwhile, Chris is just confused behind a tree or something, feeling conflicted bcs it'd bad that Ryan bumped into Bobby. But idk maybe if he and Bobby have a decent brotherly relationship, he'd feel kinda grateful or happy that Ryan is making an effort to talk to Bobby. Yk like how he liked that Ryan makes an effort with Kaylee and Caleb? It'd be the most chaotic and weirdly funny thing if Ryan managed to accidentally get Bobby to like him. Especially considering what happens in canon. But that's just a funny weird little imagine ramble, haha. I doubt it'd actually go like that, it was just funny to think about. Pfft, imagine Chris telling Bobby that if he promises to keep the interaction a secret, he can come see them later. All the hacketts except the parents having lunch with Ryan. It would be chaotic af, lmao.

Sorry for that long-winded ramble, I only meant to ask and wonder about Chris's hidden possessive mannerisms. I ended up coming up with an odd Bobby and Ryan bonding moment instead of all things, haha.

heya! it was a while, since we talked the last time. and considering how, i’m yet to re-read my works to recall, where i’ve dropped it all, my memory on that bit is also rusty. but chris sure is possessive! though, i’d say that the wolf part of his nature is only half of the problem. the other part is that chris himself have those feelings / emotions no matter what, but if he wasn’t a werewolf, he would have been better at hiding / controlling it. 

and honestly, jealousy is generally not a good thing / emotion, even if i’m an absolute sucker and advocate for it in fiction. jealousy is hot to me, as well as possessiveness. irl, it would be a different matter, but considering how good portion (if not all tbh) of my ships usually have at least one ‘yandere’ or emotionally unstable individual, it makes perfect sense for them to lean very heavily into that aspect. express their dedication to a person in somewhat extreme ways. tho when i’m looking specifically at my supermassive ship, funny enough there is not much space for such stuff, haha. at least, not in how i write it. i mean, if we take idk john/andrew, there isn’t any possible rival there, bc andrew and john are kinda joined by the hip and get along to the point, where every other interaction in comparison just doesn’t live up to what they have. well, from my point of view, anyways. but in chris and ryan's situation, it’s different, since ryan despite being a quiet, weird kid has people, who have crushes on him and then there are folks, who are friendly to him. and generally, chris’s view on ryan isn’t similar to john’s on andrew. from chris’s perspective ryan would eventually date and prob marry people, which naturally doesn’t sit well with him. he’s not proud of it, of how he seem to put an invincible claim on ryan, but it is a thing lol. and in GP, he’s way more weak-willed vs in ASB. he cannot help himself, and the further it goes, the worse it gets. and yeah, that’s the scary, might i say even realistic part about chris. he’s fatherly, friendly, old-educational kind of man. you look at him, and think, hey he’s rough around the edges, kinda awkward, but he’s nice and tries his best. and yeah, he does tries his best. he's fatherly and overall (usually) means well, but he’s not nice lol. and while at first, he did tried to be a parental figure for ryan, he honestly wanted just that, eventually it twisted and changed as ryan got older….less boyish and more ‘easy on the eyes’. and then, most importantly, he’s also chris’s first ‘friend’, the only attachment beyond his family nest. so in a way, you can see how he will get weird about it tbh. esp bc he and ryan get along so well. he would be afraid to lose it. to see ryan moving on. and while he knows that it would be for the best, it's also one of those instances, where he wants to be selfish about it.

as for how they will act once they’re properly ‘together’, well, it would heavily lean onto the lil plot that slowly happens in the fic. besides they cannot be a ‘normal’ couple in public for example. not only are they're a boss and employee, but ryan is way younger than chris. and it’s if we won’t take into account both of their families, and how ryan and chris themselves were raised. and how while it’s part of why they understand one another, they also will be 'weird' in any relationship. even if in their case, it’ll be somewhat comfy, bc they’re both like this. but what i can say is that ironically chris prob be less aggressive toward dylan, once he and ryan are together lol. one might have pictured it the other way around, but nope. but like, why would chris be jealous of that poor lad, when ryan picked him? it's like set in stone from that point on, esp when chris will see the 'proof' of it. ryan means business. but that applies only to dylan, haha. bc chris always feels somewhat bad for picking on him so much. since really, it’s not his fault for liking ryan, from chris's bias perspective, who wouldn’t? but there is also another aspect of how much one can let the other person know, the level of ‘creepy’ they are about them. if a person is smart and have at least some understanding about what is ‘okay’ and ‘what’s not’, and if they know that they're actively doing the later, they would try to either play it down or keep it a secret. out of all my supermassive ships, only du’met can be openly creepy, bc he’s a serial killer and he’s well-aware that he's what one might call bat-shit-crazy. and then, charlie is a low-key narcissist, so y'know...it works, haha. in comparison, everyone else will be partly scared to alienate the other person, to push them away, bc of how obsessive they are about them. and in chris’s case, it’s also complicated by a simple fact, that he’s a werewolf. him and ryan being together not only somewhat ‘problematic’ for 'normal' reasons, but also bc chris essentially a serial killer. it would be so-so much harder for him to be ‘decent’ about stuff, or seem this way, if one will be like ‘jesus, he’s a real deviant. he prob liked killing and eating those people too. and prob have some murder fantasy about that ryan kid too’. even knowing everything, ryan won’t think this, naturally. but chris will still hold that fear, bc he cannot know for sure what ryan might assume. to him, it’s a very tricky territory. but then again, if only he knew the extent of ryan’s own obsession, he might have been a bit calmer about that part, haha. i also must say, that ryan is prob the one, who isn’t fully aware about his own ‘claimship’ on chris. 

i mean, he doesn't want to imagine mister h having a type and all. also if someone thinks, that chris is hella unreasonable with dylan (which he kinda is), you just wait what would have happened, if ryan suspected that chris might have new 'favorite' camp counselor. i even had that hilirious one-shot idea, where both ryan and chris are both jealous of dylan. like chris would try to keep dylan closer to himself, so that he'd spent less time with ryan, but from ryan's pespective it would look like he might be getting replaced. like y'know a classic rom-con stuff, haha. i honestly tend to feel somewhat bad for people like dylan, who is bystander and just kinda gets caught in the middle of it all, while being absolutely clueless. and it gets even more messy, if everybody learning what hackett fam was doing all this time. learning what chris was doing, and ryan is over there still openly simping for mister h, regardless of it, haha. like, it's pretty much canon, and it's amazing. i'll be honest, it's not super important to me what other characters think about my ships within the story. but i love how often, it would create some very awkward situations or an actual 'bruh, wtf' moments. ryan can overlook kidnapping, cut off limbs, deaths and all, if only it would mean, that chris did nothing wrong. amazing. great! one of my biggests personal let downs is that no one in LH, calls out john for almost instantly forgiving andrew abandoning / accidently killing people. john and ryan share that 'selective blindness' to a t.

and oh, since it takes me so long to continue the story, i’ll drop a lil spoiler for you. yeah, jed and bobby are one of few people, who ryan will cross paths with. but it won’t be cute, haha. and he will meet travis too. he prob will met every hackett, beside constance. i wanted him to hang out with caleb as well, since the last story had more spotlight on kyalee. feels fair to give the other hackett sibling some time with ryan too! and yeah, ryan did think that jed sounds like an asshole lol. bc well, he is. ryan despite his emotional stupor, still can see the difference between how his own grandparents raised him and what chris’s parents did. there is a thin line between ‘tough love’ and negligence / low-key sadism, but ryan can feel it. for him chris's family sounds closer to his mother vs his grandparent. so no good 'role model'. ryan also keen enough to notice, that chris has that weird almost automatic response to any critic toward his parents methods. if someone was raised in a norm fam, sure they would defend them, but not to the point of almost knee-jerk reaction.

and this kinda why i often feel, that people mistake chris’s obedience / need to inform his parents about things for him being ‘the spoiled child’ out of the 3. when in fact, he prob ‘has to do those things’, bc he thinks that he has to do them. same with travis. If you look at constance’s favourite phrase of ‘encouragement’ aka ‘good boy’, it legit sounds like smth that you would say to a dog tbh. not to mention, that all 3 of hacketts brothers still live in that very same place, next to their parents, even if they’re all beyond 40. And you can see why well, bobby be there. but while travis was no doubt gaslighted / manipulated into staying, bc what if they needed smth. chris on other hand most likely was ‘conditioned’ to keep the family business running. he might still like his job and love nature, but it didn’t mean, that he couldn’t try to open a camp someplace else. but he never did. like, there is a lot of ‘what the hell’ moments from ryan’s pov when it comes to things that he notices about chris and his stories and interactions with his family. if you love someone, and see them being mistreated or cut off from bigger opportunities or just generally mislead for someone else’s needs, you would feel offended on their behalf, won't you? besides, it’s not like chris is a big fan of ryan’s mom either. but at the same time, he’d be more mild and understanding about ryan’s grandparents, bc they low-key remind him of his own parents, and like travis, he tends to come up with excuses for them. anyways, sorry tangled! as for bobby and ryan’s dynamic, i actually feel like out of 3 brothers, bobby is naturally sadistic, even if in a child-like way. but i do think and hc, that he has this 'odd' kind of interest for ryan. not romantic or anything, but more of lines when a small, cruel kid sees a wounded mouse and decides to see what he can do with it, simply bc it cannot run away and prob will die, anyway. so their interaction won’t be adorable, but i love your take on it, haha. in a lighter themes fic, this surely has a place! in GP, tho it’s more of horror and ‘bad’ progression. 

with this being said, i don’t hate any of the hacketts, not even constance. it takes a lot for me to downright hate characters. i also cannot hate characters, who are effective in the story, which chris’s family is. we as a player walk in their home, we see them interacting with one another, and we can see why chris and travis are the way they are. the message about the family sticking for each other isn't bad on paper, it's really aren't. but it depends on what sort of family it is. what kind of dynamic it has. and what we see paints a picture of a very unhealthy co-dependance between all of the hacketts. but it runs so deep, that neither travis nor chris seem to think that anything was wrong. or rather, that there was messed up stuff, and smth didn't felt right / nice, but it's all okay, bc this is just how family are, right? as even in the end, travis was like ‘we never wanted to hurt anyone’, when constance and jed, clearly gave zero shits about murdering and burying people as long as it kept their family safe. and it’s not the intent and motive itself that is chilling or twisted, it’s the way, both jed and constance talk and behave about it. like it’s nothing. and it’s kinda different to travis’s stoic and shell-shocked behaviour, to how he nearly numb to it, bc it’s too much. or to chris’s nervous, skittish guilt, that doesn’t stop him from doing those things, but clearly makes him feel disgusted with himself. jed and constance have none of those things lol.

either way, out of all the main characters, only laura had a chance to get ‘close’ to the hacketts and kinda explore their broken family in a more personal way. and i kinda really wanted ryan to do the same. esp bc is this also raises a question of how ‘better’ hackett brothers would have been, if their parents just idk, died. and i feel like, that in a scenario, where chris’s kids are still alive, things could have been somewhat ‘chill’. at least as far as it possible. but with them gone, well….yeah. i always felt like kaylee and caleb were kinda the glue, that held both travis and chris mental states somewhat together. but in better universe, without hackett patriarch and matriarch, yeah, thing might have gone somewhat well. i do believe, that kyalee and caleb could have made chris and travis be less bitter about things and each other. and ryan being latest addition to the family would get accepted just fine. like, travis cannot even be a bitch about chris having a romantic relationships with ryan, bc he himself prefers younger women lol. 

and no worries! i love your rambles and i ended up rambling myself a lot, haha. and i really love hearing your thoughts tbh. or hear fluff set-ups, bc i actually very bad at fluff myself. i also rarely write smth like that, so it's always interesting to see the what could have been, but in more lighter, cheery tone. thank you for the message, they always make my day better! hope, you have a swell time as well!

[weaselishmcdiesel]

AHSJSJ in reference to https://at.tumblr.com/weaselishmcdiesel/idk-if-youre-being-serious-in-the-tags-but-if-you/b7me6xnnx57f (i was the anon in question)

its definitely less “official” than proper therapist, but the letter of recommendation for an emotional supper pet you get is in fact from a Real Certified Therapist (at least mine was, i checked), and it carries no indication of being provided through the website, so i doubt people would be like “oh this isn’t legitimate”

in general is it cutting corners? certainly, but it is a good option if you dont have access to/funds for a proper diagnosis, and if you genuinely think an emotional support animal would make your life better, its worth researching. i dont know if i’d call it “fake” per say, but it is for sure easier to fake than yknow a proper diagnosis, so i see why this would be an issue nonetheless. two sides to everything etc etc

(if youre curious to know more or see my letter i’m happy to send it through dms or whatever)

oo, erm, please take the rest of my response in the context that i really have, maybe a collective of 3 hours worth of research on this topic as i was originally planning not to use an ESA site at all, and im not aware of the specifics of any experience using official, medical, therapy options.

im really glad that everything went smoothly for you, and i hope that more people can have access to treatment just as easily and with just as much documentation to prove it.

But the conduct surrounding the treatment of mental health is unfairly complicated so it's not unwise to be picky about which route one takes to receive the documentation and care they require. ideally, no one would have to worry if the letter they acquired IS legitimate and they could collect the proper benefits. unfortunately, i dont know if my school cares about my mental health more than their precious building so much so that they would dig around and find some critical loophole to keep my pet out

the research i DID do uncovered reviews stating that people had their pettable letters denied and in some cases there was fine print that prevented them from getting refunded. the question at the end of the day is do i trust the ESA site to give me valid documentation MORE than i trust my school to be OVERLY, even MALICIOUSLY nitpicky about the legitimacy of my paperwork.

and, i personally would have to be cautious since it's more than a simple drive my cat would have to endure but a plane ride too, and another one back if he's suddenly denied an ESA position, so i can't risk the letter having even one pitfall. i do hope you understand everyone's apprehension ^^ I will continue doing my research and hope that in the end i dont give my school one more reason to be even more strict with ESA especially for people who need them more than me (because there are, probably, people who poorly fake the papers and then make it harder for the rest of us as the other user is calling attention to)

[salstini]

i TRY to be the bigger person, i try to be mature, i try to think rationally but sometimes it’s just so fucking hard. why does it just feel like my bf has so much more in common with his ex than he does with me. why do i keep thinking that he enjoys talking with his ex more than with me. i keep thinking he would probably be happier with his ex than with me. i know they’re just friends now but every time i see him texting him it just hurts so much and every time they go watch a movie together or whatever it just kills me man.

like i try to control the jealousy or whatever but it’s just so painful. and i know all this is mostly bc of my insecurities. i guess i’m just really scared of being used and manipulated. i crave so much love and attention that no person can give, so i guess when i see my bf giving attention to his ex it’s just. idk breaks my heart man even though i KNOW that they are just friends now, i keep telling myself.

but sometimes i just wish he’d share more of himself with me, be more curious about me, just generally seem more interested in our conversations or sthg. but i guess that’s what i get for agreeing to date somebody whose interests are soooo different from mine like whenever i talk of sthg im interested in, he can only be mildly interested in. and vice versa. and it’s fucking tragic and now i’m left wondering well should i break up or not, and once again asking myself if he’s the right person for me, how much of it did i agree to out of people-pleasing and how much out of genuine love, etc.

i know nobody is ever perfect but come on like there’s gotta be a guy out there who understands how a sensitive person works and who’ll be willing to communicate and listen, and sb whose interests are at least a liiiittle closer to mine and whose tastes are not polar opposites of mine every time?? cause with le bf i just wonder sometimes if being with him doesn’t like contribute to making me feel even more inadequate and lonely.

but maybe a part of me will ALWAYS feel this no matter who i’m with like. my dream man probably doesnt exist and nobody will ever be able to fill this horrible, horribly hungry void that i have in me. and rather than focusing on finding the person who comes closest to my ideal partner i should focus on accepting that no person will ever make me feel like i belong and that i will always carry this burden of being overly sensitive and scared of other people. and that’s just.. life, i guess. my life. just a constant cycle of fear and disappointment and hurt.

[xanofmercia]

genuinely curious — is it conspiracy theorizing to say I’m pretty sure it’s not the right guy and also it seems sus that he was apparently carrying a 3D printed gun and handwritten “manifesto” in McDonald’s 5 days after the killing? like that’s my genuine opinion but I do want to make sure it’s not getting into overly illogical or paranoid territories. granted I am not a normal person so idk what regular people do, but I have a hard time remembering to bring my car keys AND my phone to McDonald’s I would absolutely not be carrying a plastic gun and handwritten manifesto, so I can’t grok why this person would. But also maybe it’s a regular-person thing?

Edit: to be clear, I don’t think this Luigi guy was “framed” either. I’m just not convinced the police actually found as much evidence as they did. There’s also no evidence so far that he actually did anything illegal.

if the claims adjuster was actually an anti-woke libertarian that's fully hilarious. dude's gonna get off scot-free once the conspiracy theories about government false-flag crisis actors get off the ground.

[2-0virg0]

he didn’t do anything wrong. i’m just deeply flawed when it comes to my connections with others. i projected a fantasy onto him, unfair of me. he triggered a lot things in me, it felt like a cat and mouse type of thing, but i don’t want that.. i need to invest my time into people who aren’t about games and people who actually want to get to know me and be curious about me. the last person who was curious of me ghosted, and it was hard. why do i get overly excited when someone expresses interest? maybe it’s cause i never feel seen, and when someone sees me it feels so.. special. idk. UGH

[37-children-of-the-dreams]

I feel like Drezz could just not telling Tallis his story. And if yes, maybe he got this control chip out of Drezz, since he himself did made such things like one in Jack. Also, Drezz just could act in Eclipse like he doesn't recognise anyone and anything, so he won't be taken away. Also it was said that Four had mental problems, Drezz arms bandaged in places where some people with some mental illness making cuts.

Also, Klipse actually doesn't seems THAT bad to Six. I mean, he wasn't happy to be called father at first, but he was mostly fine with that in case of reaction. Also, in Lynchpin, he did caught Six from falling on the ground, and then in the end of this episode, when Six himself told that he failed, Klipse said what sounded like " yes, but it's okay, you did well and almost won." And which Six we see later looks like more like a spoiled kid who really blindly loves his parent. And who could make Six call monsunos pet? I guess Klipse was one like in stories people write, he wouldnt allow Six to be so childish and hush him for that. Only time when Klipse showed to wanted to punish Six was actually moment for Six to ran to Chase to make situation with stealing Lock.

ANON! THE LINK TO THE THEORY!

Anyway:

So I had to rewatch season 2 just to remember Drezz’s characteristics. And let’s just say Drezz and Six almost have the same personality traits. And they do share a voice actor…

That being said, Drezz telling Tallis his backstory and Tallis helping him get out his chip might have been done out of sympathy. Tallis hated being under STORM, and Charlemagne’s rule, but he LIKED Charlemagne despite her cruel personality and he wanted to be with her despite everything. Drezz, if he is number Four, has Klipse as he creator and whatever caused his mental illness had to be linked to him and forced him to flee Klipse, but he still wanted a father figure since his relationship with Tallis in the show is somewhat of a father and son relationship. Tallis also hated Klipse, so he’s fine never telling that man about Drezz’s secret and that’s why Drezz stays with him. Idk why Tallis wanted to work with Klipse in season 3, but if it because of what happened in the finale of season 2, then fine, but it’s still cruel to do that to Drezz, and really it’s a plot hole to be honest since it’s just sudden with no build up.

As for Klipse not being that bad to Six… I may have not graduated yet and still studying psychology to get a degree, but let me tell you this. Six being a spoiled, but loyal brat is because Klipse is enabling Six’s bad behavior and his actions towards his enemies. He might not be giving Six punishments, but he’s not doing anything overly negative to him because he learned from previous “mistakes” what he needs to do to have a loyal clone. Six from season 2 was a nice, naive, and curious clone who only would fight if ordered, but Six in season 3 was a personality flip. In the S3 episode “Pet”, Six was cruel and sadistic, he sees people he was once cordial to as mice and wanted to actually destroy people and blow up a city for a ‘pet.’ And in his last appearance, the episode “Ceasefire”, Six was still overly confrontational and aggressive even if he toned it down compared to Pet. His S3 actions are hinting that he’s developing a mental disorder of his own because of the people and environment he’s living in, and it makes sense since Six is technically a baby in terms of actual age, experience and emotional development. What he sees and thinks aren’t wrong to him even if it’s morally wrong to most people because it’s what he only knows.

That being said, if Drezz is Four, then it makes that entire situation of season 3 much worse for both him and Six because he’s seeing another clone of Klipse doing downhill, and he can’t help out of fear.

I know I could make things sound nice, but like, there’s not much I can do other than said that Klipse being in prison might be the best thing for Drezz and Six. I’m sure they might get Six some help since he’s just a child, but for Drezz, he’s freed from Klipse’s grasp.

[oliviamillss]

reading dreams chart

im only going to use up to orb 3, for stronger accuracy lmao

**if you can’t be bothered to read it all, theres a summary paragraph at the bottom**

sun:

sun in 7th: strong emphasis on relationships. tends to copy others lingo/habits. extroverted. probably ‘needs’ others. only really shows his true self around his close friends/family/partners. 

sun at 19 degrees: a libra degree. (emphasis on this bc libra rules 7h), makes him a very charming, likeable, particularly popular guy.

sun opposite ascendant: inner conflict, probably doesn’t feel like people see him for his true self, may struggle showing true self. may feel misunderstood. may need approval/validation a lot.

sun square mars: hints to daddy issues. may struggle with a lot of built up anger and frustration, but it seems like he takes it out very positively, as you can see he is competitive, so i think he lets it out through gaming. probably very energetic, motivated.

sun square saturn: high expectations for himself. probably the type of person to think ‘i’m only good enough if i do this’. probably very hard on himself. also probably very insecure of himself, but doesn’t show it. another sun square masculine planet, more hinting to daddy issues.

moon:

moon in 7th: probably relies on close friends/family/partners a lot. loves to help people, esp people he’s close with (kinda mr beast vibes). probably very like ‘oh shit, he’s sad, i need to do everything within my power to cheer him up’ if that makes sense lmao

moon in virgo: looking after people!!! esp with the sun square saturn,, high expectations. probably a very much perfectionist, which also explains why he is competitive. may ‘always need to be right’. but virgo moons are actually so lovely omfg

moon at 9 degrees: sagittarius degree, likes to help people by optimism, and giving things to the person that they would want (im aware that sounds obvious lmao). probably feels a sense of achievement when cheers them up.

moon square pluto: probably hard time dealing with and growing from negative things that have happened, possibly struggles with letting things go. possibly self destructive (why did that one heatwaves part come to mind), possible trust issues + anxiety, probably very particular about who he lets close into his life, maybe quite protective. 

mercury:

mercury in 6th: likes to help people, probably not disappointed if he spends his time working with someone, may struggle with anxiety/depression. a quick learner, probably overthink every word because it wast the ‘perfect’ thing to say. 

mercury in leo: funny asf, and out there, also thinks his ideas/things to respond and say are the best, with the 6h and 7h placements, he is open to listen to others, but in the end he only really wants his one lmfao, good with conversation.

mercury at 1 degree: aries degree, another fire placement which emphasises the loud, out there kinda vibes.

mercury trine mc: career and reputation are strongly linked with what he says. (this is obv bc hes famous lmao). he’s smart, particularly with technology and its linked to his career. *im aware this sounds like im just describing him, this is exact so thats why its overly accurate*

mercury opposite neptune: daydreamer, probably has a lot of thoughts and ideas in his head, but they just dont come across right. probably zones out, may struggle with focusing. but very creative, has big and creative ideas. i havent mentioned it before but its come up too many times now, but he has a lot of placements, when manifested badly, creates a good manipulator

mercury square jupiter: optimistic, possibly thinks his ideas are the best (we’ve covered that before), can be really overly talkative or just nothing at all. (i rlly dont know much about this placement)

venus:

venus in 7th: he will have a beautiful relationship with his future partner. charming asfff, probably a good flirt. tends to love love. needs to be liked, sort of a pleaser. 

venus in virgo: the type of person to remember everything about the people he cares about. loves to help the people he cares about. probably sees the people he truly loves as ‘perfect’, which may end up being really bad if they’re toxic. 

venus in retrograde: struggles feeling loved, possibly feels like he doesn’t deserve love. probably the type to be like ‘how could you ever love me?’

venus square mc: attract people who take care of him. either has self-esteem issues, or is quite a dependant person. creative. may struggle finding people who support his career, or may have to change a few things about himself to be liked by others. 

venus trine jupiter: very likeable, and he’s veryyy lucky. he’s funny, and a generous person, probably very giving to his close friends and family. charismatic asfff, likely he will marry someone foreign. 

mars:

mars in 9th: more things hinting to attract(ing/ed to) foreigners. loves experiencing things with people he cares about. likes to learn more and more, possibly stubborn, makes sure his opinions are known.

mars in scorpio: that boy needs privacy in his life, doesn’t like being predictable. probably an overthinker. we’ve already known this but he’s definitely a top. probably could get anyone he wants, seductive asfff. also pretty spiteful.

mars at 17 degrees: leo degree, fame bitchesss

mars square ascendant: hates to lose, competitive. people may be intimidated by him at first, can’t really hide anger, pretty stubborn.

mars opposite saturn: really hard on himself. wants to be the best of the best, leader. stands up for himself. another placement hinting to daddy issues. harsh about his work, and himself in general, perfectionist. 

mars square uranus: anger may change a lot, a lot of energy, probably struggles to focus, doesn’t like to be the one who is being controlled/has restrictions. probably struggles with authority. outbursts of anger.

jupiter

jupiter in 3rd house: loves writing, and is actually pretty good at it. knows how to talk to people, how to persuade them, and how to manipulate them. good liar, knows how to sell his wants across, how to get what he wants.

jupiter at 4 degrees: cancer degree, cancer rules his 6h. he uses his luck/money to help others.

jupiter square neptune: big dreams, desire to escape the world as it is.

saturn:

saturn in 3rd: afraid of/ is often misunderstood. struggles to open up?, maybe he wasn’t listened to much growing up. hard on himself academically, feels like he isn’t smart enough. hard time expressing himself. maybe feels like noone really cares for what he has to say?

saturn at 16 degrees: cancer degree. idk what else to say abt it lmaoo

saturn square ascendant: quite serious, maybe struggle with the way he looks? possibly quite overwhelmed about his life,, feels like he has too much to do at times. fear of rejectionnn

saturn square uranus: maybe he doesn’t like change, tradition v change clashing. authority troubles. probably needs freedom, but feels unstable without what he’s used to. rebelling against norms. 

uranus: 

uranus in 12th: probably very curious about unexplainable things, maybe quite into conspiracy theories. two complete ends of the spectrum: fear change/need it, unpredictable things happen/ everythings the same. 

uranus at 14 degrees: taurus. taurus ruling 2nd, i guess it shows change in dream’s wealth.

uranus opposite north node (and conj south node): with exceptions, doesn’t like conflict. he is fine with joke conflict, but the second there’s an actual argument he tries to be the ‘peacemaker’ guy. technology is major in his life. also quite nervous about his career/future. 

neptune:

neptune in 12th: awful sleep schedule. overworking himself, never relaxing. vivid dreams. once again, this has come up loads and i just haven’t mentioned it: intuitive asf, george is the same. whether either are aware of it or not, they are super intuitive.

neptune at 2 degrees: taurus degree.

neptune sextile mc: creative, also likes helping others, empathy to the public. has big dreams career wise. 

pluto:

pluto in 10th: determined person, gets a lot of hate, but also a lot of love. trust issues, persuasion/manipulative abilities. leader leader leader. another hint to daddy issues, maybe privacy invading, maybe overprotective. don’t want to be controlled.

north node:

north node in 6th: overwork himself. but i think we can interpret this as his life goal to be working to help people. literally mr beast. just work hard, and give a lot away. humble.

chiron:

chiron in 9th: possible restriction from either his or his communities beliefs/religions. maybe he’s afraid of leaving where he is right now (sapnap moving to orlando, whenever its brought up its always george coming to orlando)

lilith:

lilith in sagittarius: need for truth. dislikes restrictions. hides emotions, uses humour to avoid them/ make people think they’re okay when they’re not. stubborn asf. 

lilith in 10th: tend to be sexualised/ reputations for being sexual. another placement hinting to daddy issues. really wants to be at the top, the most powerful. likes using his dominance/ power to seduce. motivateddd.

lilith conjunct pluto (exact omfg): typical ‘mystery’ guy. probably the mystery/scorpio vibes he pulls off attracts/ seduces people. the most dominant partner ever. sex is probably so intense and overwhelming

moon square lilith: possible mummy issues. his need for sex can change quick asf, from one end of the scale to another. struggles to open up. 

 i ought to mention!!

there’s a theory that the degree of your venus sign is the birthday of someone who is v important in your life. what’s dreams you may ask? 1. and when are george and sapnap’s birthdays? the 1st. they’re soulmates, your honour.

summary!!!

basically, dream has so much care and love for his friends and family, and probably relies on them a lot. he only shows his true self around them, and he (at least thinks) people don’t really understand him in the way his friends and family do. he is a social person, who’s very likeable and charming. he lovesss helping people, doing everything in his power to cheer others up, he remembers details about the people he loves. he is such a perfectionist, needing to succeed and win and everything, and is very competitive. he probably doesn’t think he’s ‘worthy’ if he’s bad at something. he sets very high expectations for himself. he is very hard on himself. if he wants to, he knows how to manipulate people. he has so so many placements for an amazing manipulator. he may struggle to express himself or open up, and may be hard on himself academically. maybe he doesn’t feel ‘listened to’. a lot of emotions like anger and sex drive may change rapidly for him. he over works himself a lot. a major theme in his life is tradition vs change. he is probably afraid of change, or finds it uncomfortable, or he may have some sort of attachment to traditional values/things, no matter how much he wants to change. he is also a peacemaker. he was born to be loved or hated, kinda like marmite but if the balance was more equal. he doesn’t like restrictions. he uses humour to hide his emotions.

im also thinking of doing a synastry reading between george and dream but idk yet lol

hope you guys enjoyed, this took ages lmao<3

[fuckin-sick-bih]

mmmm hey so i did that. i wrote that. played it safe and wrote it from our dear Mobius' perspective because 1) i feel like Mobius doesn't get enough fics from his POV and 2) that felt safer? like if i had written it from Loki's POV i would've gotten too engrossed in the sensations and emotions and overwhelm of it all and gotten lost. and just because i wrote something doesn't mean someone else can't also! that being said! this is hopefully cute, silly, and ouchy all at once so enjoy!

Why is it Green?

Fandom: Marvel: Loki (sort of a fix it? AU idk man i liked the ending i just also want Loki and Mobius together again) CW: emeto (not overly descriptive? think more fluff and comfort), tw for self worth issues, not feeling worthy/valid of love & care etc Word Count: 2230 words MINORS DNI

Easing back into his chair, Mobius slowly rubbed his hands over his face with a long sigh. There was a shuffle of papers from the cubical beside his own, and he slowly rose from his chair to go peeking over at his coworker.

Maybe they were more than that these days…

Saving the world together tended to form some bonds that were pretty unshakable.

Mobius blinked and watched fondly as Loki rearranged some papers, paperclipped them together, and pushed his long, dark hair back out of his eyes. Those eyes that he loved to watch sparkle with mischief and cunning as Loki hatched plans on the spot.

When they’d apprehended him, Mobius had been surprised to find a shocking glacial blue piercing him instead of the green they’d had for Loki’s eye color. Little things like that had been wrong in Loki’s file, but all the big things had been right on the money.

Birthday was another they’d gotten wrong.

That memory still sent a pang through Mobius’ chest each time. Even he, the person assigned to know everything there was to know about Loki, couldn’t get his birthday right. Maybe he could do something for the god now… who looked especially worn out and in need of a break.

Waltzing around to lean his hip against the corner of Loki’s desk, Mobius practically sat on the edge. “What would you say to some dinner?” He asked hopefully. “My treat. I’ll even cook.”

At first, Loki just leaned back in his chair, looking Mobius up and down, and the agent had to suppress a shiver. It was difficult not to feel almost… exposed when Loki looked him over like that.

“You can cook?” Loki asked in a curious and amused manner, a hint of a playful smile playing at his lips.

Mobius suddenly felt like his palms were sweating and his heart hammering, but he played it off with a casual wave. “Well, I dabbled a little… if I’m remembering right. What do you say? C’mon. It’ll be nice. Just the two of us.”

A pleased little hum came from the trickster before he nodded. “Alright, I’ll bring wine.” He said, and to Mobius, it sounded dangerously close to a flirtation. The agent’s heart skipped a beat, and his face felt so hot he knew he had to be blushing.

“Alright. Yeah. Dinner and wine. I can’t wait.”

. . .

“Mobius.”

“Hm?”

“Why is it green?”

Mobius looked at the spam loaf with green vegetable filling. “I thought you liked green.”

Loki looked at him and raised his eyebrows. “I’ve circled Midgard enough to know most Midgardian food does not look like that.” He leaned down to curiously sniff it, and Mobius felt amusement bubble up, almost unable to contain a chuckle. “It looks like something that would have eaten me on Sakaar.”

That did earn a laugh from Mobius, who was far too amused by the god’s comparison to be even close to offended. “It’s a spam loaf!” He said, doing his best to defend the dish. “The green is like a spinach puff paste sort of…”

The god of mischief picked up a knife to poke it as if he feared it coming to life to devour him first. “I’m not eating that. I’ll drink the wine and watch you try it.”

“Suit yourself. More for me.” Mobius said confidently with a smile, already serving himself up a slice.

Loki poured them both a glass of wine, and only now did Mobius notice it had writing on it that he couldn’t personally read. Giving the glass a little stir before having a curious first sip, Mobius instantly felt it rush to his head and blew out a soft breath.

“I think that might be too strong for me,” Mobius admitted with a chuckle, setting the glass down to try a bite of the spam loaf. It was salty and not altogether unpleasant. And then Mobius found himself thrown into a memory he didn’t know he had. A woman setting down a dish of a similar style, but her eyes were almost vacant and distant. The house was quiet. The dish was sad and suddenly felt heavy and ashen in his mouth.

A sudden, cold hand on his own shocked him back into the present, and Mobius looked up to find glacial blue eyes studying him hard. “Mobius? Are you alright? I think you drifted off on me for a moment there…”

“Yeah, yeah…” Mobius said, voice trailing off softly though he was rather unconvincing, and he knew it. “Taste triggered a memory, is all. One I hadn’t dug up yet, I guess. Or just,” He paused for a shuddering breath. “Just something old and buried. I forgot my mom used to make this some nights.”

Loki shifted in his seat a little, having another sip of wine before suddenly serving himself a slice of the spam loaf. “Oh? Would you like to tell me about that? Or her? Whatever you remember of her… I’ll happily listen.”

Mobius smiled a little beneath his mustache, “It’s a pretty lonely memory. She was pretty distant from what I can remember. I just remember this.” He pointed his fork at the loaf before them both and then watched Loki try his first bite.

The god chewed a moment, seeming incredibly put off by the texture he wasn’t expecting, before he pushed past it. “It’s certainly not the worst thing I’ve eaten.” He says before having another bite. “Actually… it tastes similar to a stuffed roast boar we make on Asgard. The texture is just horrific.”

Mobius beams at Loki, knowing the praise could be no higher from the other. “So you like it?” He asked hopefully.

Loki rolled his eyes and squeezed Mobius’ hand reassuringly again. “I like it, you fool.” He teased, and they made more casual conversation as they continued to eat and drink. Though Loki made far better use of the wine than Mobius did. Through their chatter, Mobius found out it was wine from New Asgard that Loki had gone to pick up in disguise.

“I’d been wanting to see what all they’d built for a while and-” Loki paused, hunching in on himself and looking more pale than usual as he breathed slowly. Deliberately. “Mh.”

Sitting up in his chair a little more, Mobius knew Loki’s body language like the back of his hand. Ever the Loki expert. “What’s wrong?”

Another swallow prefaced Loki’s reply. “Nothing. I’m fine. I’m sure it’s just the wine getting to me…” The lie slipped off that silver tongue like an artist painting a canvas, and part of Mobius couldn’t help but admire the craft for a split second.

“Bullshit. Talk to me.” Mobius retaliated and leaned forward a little, but Loki looked a little worse for wear every second. Another slight wince and almost compulsory swallow, and Mobius began putting the pieces together.

Standing from their little makeshift table he’d set up in a dining area of the TVA; Mobius went around to offer Loki his arm. “Why don’t we continue this conversation in the bathroom?”

There were the beginnings of a sickly green tint to Loki’s already pale cheeks. “I think that’s a fantastic idea.” He replied, taking Mobius’ arm to stand. Only the movement seemed to spark something because the next thing Mobius knew, he rushed after Loki to the nearest bathroom.

“Loki?” He called and followed the sounds of Loki heaving in the first stall. Instantly, he crouched beside the god, guilt swirling and gnawing in the pit of his own stomach as he placed a careful hand on Loki’s lower back.

Tears were streaming down Loki’s face as he shuddered and tensed with spasms, every lurch of his body trying to rid himself of the offending meal. It was all Mobius’ fault, he thought to himself as he rubbed the god’s back in slow, gentle circles. His other hand carefully gathered up Loki’s hair to keep it back and out of the way as he lurched to be sick again.

“It’s alright. You’re alright. Just let it out. I gotcha.” Mobius whispered, voice low and soothing. Another memory itched in the back of his brain. He had definitely done this many a time for his sons, but this was a god! Mobius had poisoned a god! Guilt, panic, and shame all writhed unhelpfully within Mobius until Loki’s hand shot out to squeeze his own.

Loki seemed to have finished emptying his stomach for now, breathing hard and spitting into the basin for good measure. “Rancid.” He muttered under his breath before sniffling softly. “Thank you, Mobius… For being here. I- thank you.” Sitting back a little, Loki leaned back into Mobius’ chest, still breathing a little forcefully.

Mobius took his turn to swallow hard now before speaking. “You’re not upset I got you sick?” He checked in softly and gently brushed back a strand of Loki’s hair behind his ear.

A bitter little laugh came from Loki, who shook his head. “No. It was an accident, Mobius.” He tilted his head a bit, reaching up to gently pat the agent’s face. “And of course, I don’t blame you, so there’s nothing to forgive… purely accidental.” His hand moves to place Mobius’ hand on his stomach with a little sigh. “There- please?”

The please is so soft, even if it’s a quiet, split-second afterthought, that Mobius wouldn’t be able to deny Loki even if he hadn’t just been the one to accidentally get him sick. He gently slides his fingers under Loki’s button-up to trail his fingertips in gentle circles against his toned stomach, which gurgles ominously and rather grumpily at them both.

“We should get you to a bed. Somewhere to rest for a while and shake this. Or, y’know, anywhere, not the bathroom floor…” Mobius points out softly, though his fingers never stop because Loki has practically melted in his arms. He can even feel that slight happy trail just below his belly button that he now toys with ever so slightly.

Loki just groans unappreciatively at the idea of moving. “Not yet. Let things settle a little- first…”

“Okay, okay,” Mobius soothed and moved his hand back up to rub Loki’s stomach again ever so slightly below the ribcage. At least he assumed that’s where Loki’s stomach was; they’d never precisely asked if Asgardian- or, well, Jotun physiology was different than human. “You tell me when you’re ready, and we’ll get you to a bed pronto. I’ll even bring you a little bucket, put some water in it, and everything in case you get sick again.”

A pained expression flitted across Loki’s face, and suddenly, the god was searching him. Searching his face. Piercing him with that Look again. Like he was trying to see more than what eyes could take in. “Why are you so good to me?”

The question caught Mobius off guard. “I like you.” He said simply before continuing. “I think there’s more good in you than you know, but you don’t allow it because no one’s ever been good to you. No one has ever given you a reason to be… better.” He pressed soft lips to Loki’s hairline and sighed a little. “No one ever gave you a chance.”

Loki’s expression was starting to crumple as his eyes watered, pulling his lower lip in to bite down on it as Mobius watched him try to keep it from trembling. “You… you can’t…”

“Can’t what?” Mobius challenged quietly. Slowly leaning forward to press a soft kiss to Loki’s hairline. “Can’t love you for you?”

The dam broke, and Loki’s sobs had him quickly leaning over the bowl again to retch. After a few minutes and some quiet soothing from Mobius, Loki leaned back into the agent once more with a tired slump. “I’d kiss you, but I feel like I have goat’s breath…” He scoffed quietly.

Mobius smiled fondly and pressed another soft kiss to Loki’s temple. “Good thing I don’t know what a goat’s breath smells like.” He joked back quietly before feeling Loki starting to move a little.

“That bed is starting to sound very tempting,” Loki admits, flushing the toilet and starting to rise on shaky legs. Quickly, Mobius rose to help him and let him rinse his mouth at the sink before leading the way back to one of the spare rooms with a bed. They were seldom used as time worked so strangely in the TVA that hardly anyone felt the need for sleep. Now though… Loki looked like he could sleep for a century.

He probably could, Mobius reminded himself as he helped Loki crawl under the blankets only to be tugged down in as well. “If you think you’re getting out of this, you’re sorely mistaken.” The tone was fond, and Mobius chuckled.

“You don’t want that bucket?” He checked as they started getting comfortable, his hand again finding its way to Loki’s stomach under his shirt to rest there comfortingly.

Loki shook his head and shuffled slightly to press his back against Mobius’ chest. “No, I’m alright now, I think… but I appreciate the offer and thoughtfulness. Truly.”

The god was slightly cooler in temperature than the average person, pressed up against Mobius, and he brushed the pad of his thumb lovingly against his solar plexus. “For all time, Loki. Always.”

i don't usually write the style of sick fics of like... stomach aches/emeto area, but like... my brain cannot stop thinking about the fact that Mobius M. Mobius probably only knows how to make horrifying 60's 70's foods that he wants to cook for Loki. and Loki at first is says "absolutely not" only to find Mobius later picking at a piece of it by himself. so Loki sits down and has a slice of... whatever monstrosity it is with him and it's not terrible. but it definitely doesn't like Loki. cue guilt from Mobius about "poisoning" a god and a little panic about not knowing how to take care of him in this sense because he's studied Loki! he knows Loki! but this? this is new! so Loki just requests to be held for a while, touch starved trickster he is.