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purebloods-mudbloods · 11 months ago
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—Yo tampoco pero creo que el chiste de todo esto es divertirnos ¿no?— expresó con una pequeña sonrisa en sus labios, para después tomar su propia tabla para acercarse a la playa
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"No soy un profesional, pero no veo porque no" accedió, dudando ser capaz de competir, pero dispuesto a intentarlo. "Haré mi mejor esfuerzo" sonrió. "¿Vamos?"
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picturejasper20 · 4 months ago
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I have been told that a certain user has been causing trouble in the Danny Phantom fandom, mainly by requesting art of a ship they like and then harassing artists when they refused to draw the art this user requested.
This is post is to warn other about who this user is, their harmful behaviour and my suggestion to block them out of safety.
Some discussion about a ship many would consider very icky and evidence about these claims down below
The user in question are jacobfritzsching/ jacobphantom. It is worth of mentioning that they have different alt accounts for some reason. I assume it has to do with their behaviour but let's move on.
So far they have three accounts:
-jacobfritzsching1(deleted) -jacobfritzsching -jacobphantom
These are screenshots of how their accounts look like:
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This Jacob user is known for shipping Dani x Dan Phantom and Danny x Dani. Now shipping certain things that one may find icky is one thing, but the issue is that Jacob sends these art requests to people who aren't into the ships they like and have a ¨Proship DNI¨ in the tumblr accounts.
Here is proof of the stuff they ship:
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This one is a deleted post from their deleted account, jacobfritzsching1, showing they ship Dan and Dani
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This second one has the Danny x Dani ship as the post is tagged as ¨romance¨ and ¨couple¨. This post was in their ¨jacobphantom¨ blog.
Moving on to the things they did. Jacob has been sending weird requests to people to draw Dan x Dani art or things that come off as like it. When turned down, they keep bothering and harassing the artists by sending them more asks.
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This is the case of one user that Jacob asked to draw Dani x Dark art, a request the person was uncomfortable with as they don't ship it and turned it down. Jacob asked a similar question again after being turned down the first time.
This second case was someone that was sent multiple asks demanding for a Dan Phantom art to be completed by Jacob when the user said that they just thought about making it. This user also had a ¨proship DNI¨ on their blog bio, meaning that Jacob didn't respect the boundaries of not interacting with this user in first place.
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Here are the asks screenshots:
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As you can see, Jacob kept asking for the same thing again and again, making the user feel uncomfortable with how demanding they were coming off and weirded out.
So, yeah, if you see this Jacob user around ( as either jacobfritzsching /jacobphantom) i would recommend to block them out of safety because they could harass you if you turn them down and from them asking these resquets to people who aren't into the ship and breaking DNI boundaries.
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i-got-poisenality · 4 days ago
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ik this isn’t original in any sense but i love genderbent newsies so much
a bunch of newsgirls playing jokes and kicking ass
Jackie Kelly who wants to be seen as an equal, not just because she’s experiencing classism but she’s also a girl
Dannie Jacobs and her little sister accidentally getting caught up in all this
most if not all of the changes made are just pronouns
biggest change would be genderbent Katherine
instead of competent, intelligent Katherine, absolute mess of a boyfailure Kit Plumber who can’t get his writing off the ground because of how bad he fumbles every social interaction
he still has ideas, and yeah they’re good, he’s just socially inept and every time he tries to write a story he’s just a mess about it and ends up talking too much and not getting any answers or losing his notes
the newsies aren’t weird about him writing their story bc mild sexism, it’s because “oh, he’s a loser” and we love him for that
and that’s the only actual change to a character but boy is it a full turn
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ashisill · 9 months ago
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When one becomes two
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Jake and Josh x fem reader
Warnings: (public ish sexual interaction, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), fingering, mentions of alcohol, mentions of smoking, cheating if you squint, jealousy, and I think that’s all)
Slightly unedited!
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Josh loved being at home relaxing. Curled up on the couch with a book in hand. A movie in the background or a vinyl playing softly. Tonight however all he wanted was to party with his people. Sam and Danny declined already previously having plans. Jake offered to be the driver since it was usually Josh driving his drunk ass around. The night was filled with laughter, dancing, and serval shots. Josh was wasted. You haven’t seen him this drunk in a long time. He was having a great time dragging you on the dance floor, and stepping on your toes. Apologizing with a giggle and love in his eyes. You had a few shots and we’re starting to feel pretty good yourself. Not anywhere near his level but enough to have fun. You walked back to the booth to sit with Jake, and Josh excused himself outside. “Having fun?”
“Absolutely! wanna buy me another?” You asked Jake with a raised eyebrow.
He smiled at you “why don’t you just finish his. He doesn’t need anymore”
“Good idea Jacob”
You made some more small talk as you chugged Josh’s beer. “You look pretty in that dark dress you know that?”
“Are you hitting on me” you joked with a playful hit of his arm.
“Maybe doll”
“Oh” your eyes widened.
“It’s that dress sugar. You don’t know what it’s doing to me”
“Why do you like it so much? Do I look pretty?” You teased.
“Fishing for compliments now?” He joked right back.
“You’ve intrigued me. Do tell me more Jacob” you put your elbows on the table, and rested your head in your hands.
“I like the tank top part” his hand brushed your arm. “And the color” he grabbed the hem. “Like the open back” he drug his hand cross the criss cross strings on the back of the dress.
“Am I interrupting?” Josh came back smelling like weed, with red eyes, and a sleepy look.
“Did you smoke a joint without me?”
“Saved you half here” he tossed it. Mimicking what he did walked outside and lit the half of the joint.
“What’s that about?” Josh asked his brother
“We were talking is that okay?” He rolled his eyes.
“I saw you touching her don’t lie”
“I like her dress that’s all”
“Sexy huh?” His eyebrow raised. “It’s a favorite of mine”
“I can see why”
“Oh yeah?”
It clicked when they looked at each other. All it took was a glance and they knew what to do. With a wordless exchange they paid, and walked outside. Seeing you leaned against the wall smoking what was left of your joint did something to them. Josh playfully grabbed your arm pulling you to the car. He pushed you against the car door kissing you hard. “Josh” you giggled.
“Shh” his tongue wrapped against yours. Jake watching quietly he began to grow hard. “Your lucky I don’t fuck you right here”
“Oh but I want you to”
He fingers danced along your clit, and then his fingers teased your entrance. Without warning his fingers slid inside you. You gasp and grabbed his wrist “Joshua”
They curled into you, and your fingers dug into his arm. “Fuck Josh”
“In the car mama” he slid his fingers out.
You shook your head and obeyed him. The car started and Jake began driving. Josh’s hands were all over you in the backseat. He squeezed your thighs inching closer to where you want him. “Hmm touch me baby”
“Yeah? That’s what you want? Gonna beg for it?”
“Hmm Josh please” your hips bucked forward. Josh made eye contact with Jake through the review mirror. Not a word was said between the two of them, but the plan was in action.
“Suck his dick”
“Excuse me?”
Josh’s eyes grew hungry “you heard me mama. I want you to suck his dick”
“But-” and finger brushed your lips.
“Gonna be a good girl for us?”
You would be lying if you said you haven’t fantasized over this moment. You slowly moved from your seat up towards the front. You leaned over the middle console enough to get to Jake. All while giving Josh a show with your ass. You struggled a bit with his belt he laughed at you softly. He placed a hand over yours “promise me you’re not too drunk”
“Promise Jakey”
He undid his belt and slid his jeans down. You kissed him through his underwear before pulling them down as well. He sprung free and you gasp softly. He looked almost identical to Josh. The way it hooked over, the veins that bulged, the soft tip. A part of you always wondered if they were the same. You wondered if he was as big as Josh or bigger. The first time Josh gave himself to you was a shock. He warned you he was big, but you didn’t listen. You questioned him if it would even fit, but he assured you. It took serval minutes for him to bottom out, but he took it nice and slow. Your first taste of him had you hooked. Would it be the same for Jake?
You let a drop of saliva fall onto his cock. Slowly jerking him off rubbing it in. You teased licking around his tip. Jake wanted nothing more than to watch you, but he kept his eyes on the road.
Josh’s hands wandered your ass and hips. You were relieved to be wearing a skirt. His hands squeezed your thighs, and you tried to focus on Jake. You licked up the side before taking him in your mouth. You felt his hips buck, and you knew you were doing good. One hand left the steering wheel and onto your head. Guiding you gently as his other hand gripped the wheel. His finger nails turning white as he fought to stay focused. Your movements became sloppy, and Jake watched carefully. He was starting to lose control. Seeing Jake’s reaction Josh knew what his next move was. Josh’s arm snaked around your waist. Jake held your head to keep you from hitting the wheel as he slammed on his breaks. Thankful you were on the desolate road home, and he just pulled to the shoulder.
“Keep going just like that” Jake said with a shaky voice. “Don’t you fucking stop”
You heard Josh’s belt buckle come undone, and his sound of his jeans sliding down. “Oh fuck” you said getting a breath of air. Before you could even prepare he was sliding himself into you. With your mouth full of Jake you moaned loudly against him.
“Shit” Jake hissed through his teeth. Your moans growing more and more. Until there was no breaks in between them. Just strings of inaudible sounds. Josh reached for your hands placing them behind your back. No hands to hold Jake in place. However it affected him more than you thought. “No hands sweet girl”
“Gonna cum pretty girl”
That was your warning, but you didn’t stop. As his release hit your tongue he quickly tried to help “oh doll you didn’t have to do that. Here you can spit it out”
You opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue. Showing him his release before swallowing all of him. “Oh fuck. Dirty girl” his fingers teased your lips. Josh fucking you just right you became close. Jake’s hand reached out to hold your head. “Gonna cum?” He whispered to you. Your mouth dropped and soft “ah ah ah” left. Both of them in unison mocking it back to you. Your jaw opened wider completely turned on by what they were doing. A louder moan left you, and they repeated it back to you.
“I’m gonna cum!” You cried against Jake hand, and wipe a tear with his thumb. “Josh im gonna-”
A loud gasp released from you as all the air was sucked out of your lungs. You tried to focus on Jake, but your eyes a drifted back. You were speechless as your consciousness left. All you could hear was Josh’s soft grunts, and Jake’s voice soft as ever. “Good girl” he repeated “so pretty. Such a good girl”
Josh not far behind spilling inside you, and resting his head on the passenger seat. You don’t know if you went to heaven or maybe this was hell. The car went into the motion once more. You rested on Josh’s lap as he cooed, and brushed the hair away from your face. Sleepy as ever you started to doze off in his arms. “Sleep darling we’ve got you”
And as always you obeyed, and you awoke to the both of them lying beside you in Josh’s bed. You didn’t ask questions you didn’t want to know the answers. You didn’t want this to end, but you knew when morning came Jake would be gone. It would be you and Josh alone once more. For now you rested on Jake’s bare chest, and Josh was curled against you. You closed your eyes once more, and drifted back to sleep. Knowing you will never feel this way again a tear threatened your eyes. You shut them quickly forcing sleep to take you over. You hope that maybe just maybe one would become two.
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purebloods-mudbloods · 1 year ago
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—Bueno si un poco, aunque Grace siempre se queja de que es bastante peligroso— expresó con una pequeña sonrisa, sin duda su esposa se preocupaba por la agresividad que luego acompañaba al deporte —Gracias, si fue un gran partido, y el equipo espera poder recobrarse en el siguiente—
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"Así es" concordó con una suave sonrisa. "Supongo debe ser mucho más emocionante cuando la vives como jugador, ¿no?" él no podía compararse, jamás le había resultado de esa forma cuando fue uno. Sin embargo, notaba el ánimo en los rostros de sus seres queridos; era una temporada importante para ellos. "Jugaron muy bien contra los Tornados, en verdad. Estuvo muy reñido."
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oceanasky · 4 months ago
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A lot happened in the Season 3 finale! Colton and Alice's interactions were especially moving.
New mysteries to explore in season 4:
Who was sending Del the threatening letters? Is it Louis? (Is it Danny? We did linger on that typewriter in his house.) Why does Casey insist that blackmailing Louis will make the letters stop?
What is in store for Kat in the 1920s? (Besides hanging out with a much younger Fern and answering to Kitty.) What's the significance of that time period for the Landry, Augustine, and Goodwin families?
Does Elliot's mom go back to the 1920s? Why? Speaking of...who took Elliot up to the Landry home?
Who was the ghost during the seance in 1974?
Who is Casey? (Jacob's child? Alice's grandchild?) What is their connection to Sam?
What's the story with Colton's brother? (It seemed odd that he was mentioned; Colton said he knew his brother would be a no-show at his wedding to Del. I'm half-tempted to believe it's Sam, but that would make his relationship with Del...really complicated.)
How much does Sam know about the future? He clearly knows about the pond. We also still need to see the conversation he was having with Casey when Alice saw them walk by the window.
What's next for Jacob? When he left, did he jump into the pond? If so, where did he go? (I wish he could see Colton again--he needs a heart to heart with his dad. Elijah would also work.) Poor guy needs some serious therapy and to find some way to build a life in the present.
When young Jacob told Colton he'd gone in the pond before, did he travel through time?
Any other threads I didn't mention here?
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caligvlasaqvarivm · 1 year ago
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I've been reading some of your homestuck essays, I think they're really good! I would like to know what you think about post-retcon homestuck and the interactions between reader and author throughout homestucks publishing. I was not in the fandom at the time of it being published, but I find this to be a very interesting aspect of the comic!
I was only on the fringes of the fandom at the time, but even that was enough to recognize that the fandom was absolutely awful. Every bad story you've heard about the Steven Universe, Voltron, and Undertale fandoms has its roots in the Homestuck fandom.
Pretty much as soon as the webcomic got popular on Tumblr, Hussie was put under intense scrutiny for basically every decision they ever made ever. I'm not going to say that Hussie was a perfect individual who never did anything wrong, because Hussie is a human being and that's how it works, but it's basically impossible to overstate how much the fandom tried to make an enemy out of Hussie.
The fandom was convinced that Hussie was their personal LE, and that attitude continues to this day - like, for an easy example of the fandom harassing Hussie for Literally Anything, when he stated that all trolls were bi/pan, to the point where they didn't have specific words for single-gender attraction, comparing it to a "more exacting preference" like somebody who only dates fat people - but that even within that framework, Kanaya was undoubtedly a lesbian character - people insisted Hussie was being homophobic. Fucking homophobic! For confirming all trolls are bi/pan, except Kanaya, who's a lesbian!
Other examples include: calling Hussie homophobic for John saying he wasn't a homosexual and Karkat literally not knowing what a homosexual was, because again, all trolls are bi/pan. Calling Hussie racist for making the kids aracial but accidentally leaving references to Dave having pale/pink skin in (because Hussie is a biased human person who can't be perfect and who did try to be more inclusive as the comic went on). Deciding that the dancestors served no purpose except for Hussie to be mean to their audience. Like there are valid criticisms to be made of Homestuck, but anything that was valid, nuanced, or thoughtful was drowned under a deluge of incoherent accusations of every -ism and -phobia that the fandom could possibly muster, the fandom as a whole racing to see who could paint Hussie as the biggest monster, even as they were harassing them to make more Homestuck.
Not to mention this was the era of rampant, unchecked ship wars and fandom misogyny. Not that fandom misogyny has gone away, mind you, but it's slightly more in check now. This was the era of fandom where it was normal to be sent death threats for shipping the "wrong" ship, and fandom ship wars were often encouraged by media of the time (love triangles were HOT - think zutara vs. kataang, team jacob/team edward, danny fenton/sam manson vs. danny fenton/valerie grey) because it drove up engagement. Homestuck was not really interested in shipping wars and love triangles - while many characters had circuitous routes and false starts, many were also pretty clearly set up to have specific endgame ships. But the fandom wasn't trained to behave that way, and the troll quadrants + canonical bi/pan trolls + active role of romance in the story meant that the ship wars were brutal - and also, Hussie was getting harassed every step of the way for not making peoples' favorite ships canon, a major part of a larger trend of people constantly ragging on Hussie for things not going the way they wanted plot-wise, to the point where Hussie had to comment on it constantly on his Formspring.
And don't think I forgot about the fandom misogyny! Here's a hot take for the class: Vriska is literally just Girl Zuko. She's ostensibly a noble from an imperialistic, warmongering, fascist society with an abusive parent who raised her with strict expectations, who thinks she has to act much more evil and more tough than she feels in order to earn the approval of her parent/society, and who secretly has misgivings and feels really bad about it and was set up for a redemption arc.
And people HATED Vriska. Vriscourse was so bad that many Homestuck fan spaces banned talking about Vriska at ALL, because just the mere mention of her name would spark massive, endless flame wars as people argued whether or not she deserved her little redemption arc (spoilers: yes, it turns out death is cheap in Homestuck and characters changing, growing, and becoming better is a huge part of the story) or whether or not she was justified in doing the things she did. Genuinely, I think a huge part of this intense hatred and anger was just misogyny. God forbid women have Zuko's character arc.
It was also part of two other large trends in the fandom - the first was that, despite finding every possible reason to call Hussie -ist and -phobic they could, the fandom itself was, ummm... "of its time." For example, the original March Eridan stuff was pretty clearly meant to be funny because, look, man in a dress! Isn't it sooo funny when Eridan wears a dress? (No hate to the artist, this was a long time ago and I'm sure they're a different person now.) The fandom was also constantly goading Hussie on WRT which characters were fat, and while we can argue about whether Hussie is fatphobic because none of the characters are canonically drawn to be fat, I'm going to go to bat for them on this: people treat the Fat Vriska jokes as though Hussie is the creepy weirdo exclusively, but the fandom was goading them on and thought that shit was hilarious, because that was what early internet fandom was like a lot of the time - at the same time as it harassed and decried creators for being problematic, it would turn around and delight in shitting on women, neurodivergent people, POC, and fat people, and Homestuck was rampant with it.
The second trend the Vriscourse was a part of was one that also hasn't fully gone away, but it's better now - wilful ignorance of the actual comic's contents. I'm not talking about the usual fandom fare of noncanon ships or "x character is trans/autistic/etc. even though I know there's no canon basis," which is all pretty damn harmless, but I mean like, memes and fanon would override canon and you would be outright harassed for not playing along. There are STILL places to this day that will call you an actual fascist, genocide liker, evil and irredeemable, etc. if you try to stick up for Eridan, even though Eridan is actually the LEAST casteist highblood and his entire character arc is about how his shitty fascist society makes him deeply anxious and unhappy. Similarly, you can/definitely would be be harassed for saying you don't like March Eridan and/or think it's OOC (it is), and I have nothing but sympathy for Gamzee and Equius fans, who also get it really bad.
The most vocal parts of the fandom, if not the majority, were people who were generally uninterested in engaging with Homestuck on Homestuck's terms, instead dead set on making up a version of it in their head and harassing people who disagreed, including Hussie. Echoes of that persist to this day - Equius, Gamzee, and Eridan get it bad, but practically none of the trolls have fandom interpretations that actually line up with who they are - Kanaya is actually just Eridan's bully (and did nothing to help Tavros after she caught Vriska kissing him), but people portray her as Nice Team Mom. Feferi is a casteist hypocrite who loves classism and calling people the r-slur, but people portray her as bubbly equality lady. So on and so forth. Like, damn, I barely participate in fandom and I'm out here meeting people who think Karkat ACTUALLY hates his friends like he says he does.
And then, of course, these people went and harassed Hussie because actual Homestuck did not match up with the Homestuck that existed only in their own heads.
On top of all the fandom harassment, Hussie was also facing ballooning scope. Most of Homestuck was a single dude drawing, writing, and animating it, and they would update every two or three days, sometimes less. So from the get-go, Homestuck was an INSANE project that demanded an insane amount of work and time from Hussie, and as it went on, it only got worse - and fandom expectations only got bigger. Suddenly, Hussie had to be in charge of merchandise, in charge of vetting, hiring, directing, and paying third-party artists, planning animations months if not years in advance, creating entire sections of the comic that had GAMEPLAY, directing ACTUAL GAMES, etc. ... there's an argument to be made that Hussie should not have taken on a workload they couldn't manage, but at the same time, the fandom certainly wasn't telling them to slow down. If anything, they harassed Hussie for every update, and were furious when hiatuses needed to happen to plan and execute some of the bigger moments later in the comic.
There's a Sarah Z video out there on the creation of the Homestuck game, which I think is OK if you take into account that Sarah kind of has fandom brain and is a little biased against Hussie (and I guess Hussie did send a spurious legal threat which is pretty funny but, y'know, understandable that Sarah would be peeved), where it's really clear that Hussie was not ready for the kind of responsibility, time, and effort needed to manage a whole-ass video game.
So by the time Game Over and the Retcon roll around, you basically have to imagine that Hussie has so many irons in the fire that the furnace is about to pop like a balloon, and the people they were making the damn things for in the first place have been relentlessly harassing them for YEARS, and weren't even that interested in engaging with the actual story in the first place. I'd say the majority of the fandom to this day STILL does not understand Eridan - how do you think they would've taken his redemption arc, and especially the fact that he was set up to date Karkat and Roxy? Given the pattern of their behavior up to that point... they'd probably harass Hussie and call them homophobic.
This is why I genuinely cannot blame Hussie for turning on the fandom and truncating their story. Vriska got upgraded to main character and had her character development reset because fuck you, fandom, you couldn't understand her redemption arc in the first place so now you don't get one. DaveKat got (kind of) made canon but as a weird throuple with the Mayor because fuck you, fandom, you didn't appreciate any of the actual gay ships that were set up so now you're stuck with brutally OOC DaveKatMayor. Karkat and Jake have their plot threads left hanging because fuck you, fandom, you never even noticed all the prophecies and symbolism and character arcs because you were all too obsessed with screaming at women and took the dancestors as a personal insult, so now the guy who's supposed to defeat LE and the guy who's supposed to bring equality and forgiveness to all bloodlines don't even get to participate in any of the important boss battles.
People call Hussie a troll, and they really aren't. If you read their old Formspring, they're clearly deeply fucking passionate about the art of storytelling, and switch between bafflement, mild indignation, and playing along when people ask them stupid questions. But back then, they were always very serious and genuine when they answered questions asked in good faith, and I'm being 100% genuine when I say that I've learned about how to tell stories better by reading Hussie's Formspring. Over time, however, those stupid questions became more common, and often morphed into outright harassment, and in response to that, Hussie's answers became more humorous and facetious, and the fandom - who was already trying to find ANY reason to hate Hussie - started to paint Hussie as an unreliable trickster and liar who got their jollies by shitting on the fandom.
Honestly, in doing so, the fandom was what turned Hussie into exactly that. Again, I'm not saying Hussie was a perfect baby who did nothing wrong - there's a lot of stuff to critique and scrutinize about their writing, their biases, and what topics they found appropriate to joke about. However, I AM saying that they were also just a human fucking being who was trying to write a good story, who was harassed at every turn, mostly for things that actually weren't problematic at all, whose words and actions were always taken in the absolute worst possible faith, and that the fandom is not fucking faultless, and if there's anyone that I'm mad at for how bad Homestuck ended, it's the fans.
That's my hottest Homestuck take.
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gretavanlace · 2 years ago
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Crime and Punishment
Jake Kiszka x reader
18+ only! Minors do not interact!
Warnings: graphic sexual content, language, dirty talk, denial, dom/sub, anger, pet names, illusions to impact play, impact play (mild), masturbation, etc
Just a little something to tide my lovelies over. Thank you so much to my anon who asked for a quieter dom jake (I can’t find your ask, but I love you)❤️
“Jake?” You venture carefully from your seat beside him as he stares ahead, navigating the twists and turns of hills and back roads, wipers keeping time through the rain. “You seem upset. Are you alright?”
You know he isn’t alright. You fucking know. Worked toward it all evening, bratting this way and that. Mouthing off. Causing trouble. Flirting with Danny. Let’s be honest, flirting with Sammy, as well…innocently. Flirting with Josh, not so innocently.
You drank a little too much, danced a little too close, spoke a little too softly in an ear or two - and all while he quietly watched. All while he silently drank in your display, swallowing it down for safe, darkened, keeping.
“M’fine, magpie.” He offers with a gentle shrug “Why wouldn’t I be?”
Okay, so maybe he isn’t as angry as you’d feared, hoped? He’s still allowing your nickname, bestowed because he says you sing so pretty when you cum for him, to trip off of his delectable tongue. Perhaps his upset doesn’t run quite as deeply as you believed.
“You’re not angry with me?”
“Why would I be angry with you?” His jaw tightens, betraying him. Liar.
“Dunno.” You shrug right back, if he’s going to play it this way, so will you. Beginning to dig around in your purse, at last, you locate your lighter and cigarettes, flickering one to life with a deep, drunken drag.
Immediately, he rips it from your lips and flips it out the crack in his window, with a clipped, “You haven’t earned it.”
He knows you enjoy the most occasional smoke when you’re floating through a buzz, and this proves what you already knew - his placid demeanor is bullshit.
You clip your bag closed with a sly smile and sidle up a little closer, “Oh, so Jakey is feeling angry? Are you mad at your girl?”
With a firm hand, he pushes you back in your seat, and shakes his head, “Stop talking. Now. Don’t make me say it twice.”
Something in his tone tells you to listen…his warning sounds like it's riding out on broken glass, and his palm, flattened out on your chest, heavy like a paperweight, tells you to find your place, and find it fast.
The galvanic hiss of his energy pops and sparks into the night as you cruise closer to home, but that isn’t what knots your stomach into bends and hitches - his silence is what does that.
Normally, he’d be taunting you. Promising fire and brimstone, forewarning forthcoming doom, sounding the alarms in your head…if only to make your heart and your clit pound.
He prizes it - this ability of his to so easily make you sweat and ache…loves it all the more when it’s an impending punishment he can lord over your pretty head. That’s what you’d been aiming at all night - his wrath…but this, this quiet? Unsettling.
“Jacob Thomas…” you’ve tried on your sweetest tone, allowing a pout to color his full name in the way that never fails to make his cock twitch. Like a game of hide and seek. Come out, come out wherever you are.
“Shut. Up.” His knuckles turn white on the steering wheel and you do, in fact, choose to listen and shut up.
Gravel crunching beneath the tires signals your homecoming, jarring you out of your foggy reverie. What will happen now? You’d be dishonest if you said you weren’t positively fucking alive with racing thoughts of carnal possibilities. You’d also be dishonest if you said you weren’t a tad apprehensive…something in his manner is off. Have you pushed too far this time? Are you really in for it? Do you like the idea of roaring along his furious rapids without a paddle? Paddle. Now there’s an idea.
A caul of tense silence crawls over the car as he breathes heavily and deeply beside you. Finally, his clipped instructions break the spell.
“You are to go inside and wait at the foot of the bed. Naked. On your knees. Hair braided and clipped.”
You shiver at his ragged directive, he sounds like sex, and you can smell the lust seeping from his pores— masked almost entirely by his fury, but there all the same.
Turning to him to beg for just one touch is so tempting you can almost taste the words on your palate, but wisely, you settle on obedience, and squeak open the door before hustling it into the house.
If you had eyes in the back of your head you might have caught the faint smile that curls his pillowy lips as he watches you fumble to fit the key in the lock with shaking hands. You’re nervous, he decides. Good.
He finds you, kneeling and bare - fucking gorgeous. Your hair is woven and swept up, just as instructed. It earns you points, but certainly not enough to matter, and you seem to sense that as you watch him calmly prowl about the bedroom.
His jacket comes off first, shaken from his shoulders in the stillness, only to be rested carefully over the back of his chair. He loves this chair, sits in its overstuffed embrace and plucks at his guitar for hours. But tonight, he has other tasks to complete.
He rids himself of his barely buttoned shirt and lets it fall to the floor, forgotten…and then swaggers over to the dresser, carefully removing his necklaces and nestling them into the velvet case that houses his trinkets.
Boots, having seen better days just the way he likes them, are next. Kicked off and cast aside next to the closet door.
And all the while it’s quiet, quiet, quiet. Normally, he’d be scolding you, issuing soft admonishments that still somehow thunder in your heart as though he’s shouted them. Normally he’s bossy, and mouthy, and sexy as hell about it. Tonight? Silence.
Still, you wait - knelt, submissive, unresisting and docile. Patiently and quietly subservient as your nipples harden into aching peaks, desperate for even a flick of his gaze.
Without blessing you the glance you’re so longing for, he disappears into the closet, only to return with his black leather guitar case. You know this case, you know what it houses, and it isn’t a musical instrument. Though, he does coax lovely sounds out of you with the arsenal hidden inside.
At last, his voice comes, hushed and conversational, as he carefully places the case on the bed and flips the latches. “I shouldn’t, because you’ve been a dreadful handful tonight, but I’m feeling generous, so I will. You may pick your poison this evening, magpie.”
With precision, he chooses his arrows and lines them up along the duvet. Paddle, flogger, crop, switch, length of leather he braided and knotted with his own hands, and cane. You fear the cane most of all…the way it slices through the air audibly; a woeful song just before the pain explodes and sizzles through your system. Still, your eyes linger there once he’s given you permission to turn and look. Maybe you want that tonight.
Though he doesn’t tip his hand, Jake knows exactly what you need. He can sense all of that shameful desire swimming through your veins. He understands that you live in your head a little too deeply now and then. His grasp on your psyche, uncanny. You need this sometimes, this complete submission…his hands offering sacrament with each blow. His words washing you clean in their dominance, their degradation, their praise. He needs it too, to give you these things that might make another shudder and turn away.
He craves the way you blink up at him, eyes blurred with tears, lips swollen and dripping in sobs and breaths of reverence. The way your body yields to his touch, trembling with pleasure tinged in delicious, trustful fear. He is weak for the way you allow him to worship you this way…an outsider might see the opposite, might believe it is you who worships from your place at his feet, they would be terribly mistaken. It is he who prays.
Perhaps it has been a little too long, so you chose to act up in order to force his hand. Perhaps that is his fault. Perhaps. But you will never know it.
“Your behavior was uncalled for tonight.” He sighs, fingers skating across his toys while you contemplate. “For it, I should cane you until you can’t breathe. But, I’m feeling kind. What do we say?”
His fingers have begun to stroke through your bangs. “We say thank you.” You hush with a shiver, “Thank you for your mercy, sir.”
He nods, and then squares his shoulders, impatience edging at him. “Choose, or I will. You don’t want that.”
When your touch lands on the cane, he hides his shock well and bends until his delicious mouth rests against your ear. “Magpie wants my cane? Aren’t you just the prettiest glutton for punishment that I’ve ever seen?”
“Make it hurt.” You’re shaking with depraved anticipation, and he wants to huff a laugh - his lovely little masochist - instead, he tucks the cane away, confusing you.
“Well, darling,” he dips down and places the softest feather of a kiss upon the nape of your neck. “If you want it, that’s not much of a punishment at all, now is it?”
He has decided that, in honor of your wanton little show with his brothers, he will wield his authority in a different manner tonight. You will suffer, but not in the way you might have hoped.
Straightening, he takes your chin loosely in his grasp and tilts your face upwards until he is looking down the bridge of his nose at you. “On the bed, magpie. Right on the edge, legs spread wide open for me. I’d like to look at your pretty cunt.”
Without waiting to watch you comply, he turns and makes his way back to the chair he loves so well, and takes a seat casually. By the time he has settled in, you’re perched on display for him.
“So gorgeous, little bird.” He hums softly, popping the button of his pants. The parting of his zipper causes your entire body to jolt in hunger. “Look at that pretty fucking pussy. You’re so wet I can almost smell you.”
His hand dips behind linen and tugs his cock free. So hard and beautiful. Swollen tip leaking pearlescent drops of arousal that you long to lick away.
“Jake,” you whine, body rocking against nothing so subtly, you don’t even realize it’s happening.
“I told you to shut up.” He snaps, wrapping his fist around himself with a slow, easy tug.
“Yes, sir.” You breathe. A little groveling never hurt anyone.
“You will take what you’re given tonight, and you will thank me for it.” He’s stroking himself with intent now, and you couldn’t look away if you tried. You just want him so fucking badly. “And I so love to spoil you, don’t I?”
“Yes, sir.” You repeat, hushed, and fighting to keep your hand from dipping between your legs.
“And now you’ve ruined that for me, which wasn’t very nice.” He clicks his tongue. “My mean, filthy, little magpie owes me an apology, does she not?”
“I’m sorry.” You sound pathetic, and that’s fine for the both of you. “I just wanted—“
“I know what you wanted.” He interrupts, words rasped as he jerks his cock off just a bit faster. “I didn’t ask for your fucking explanations. Let me see that lovely little clit, I miss her.”
Reaching down, you spread yourself open without thought or hesitation. What Jake wants, Jake gets. Funnily enough, however, he feels the same about you…usually.
“There she is…” you watch his fist tighten around his length…god, you want it so badly it’s nearly difficult to think. Your thoughts, scattered and blurred with want. “Look how pretty and pink. And swollen, too.” He tilts his head sorrowfully. “Such a shame. I could so easily take care of her…if you hadn’t acted like such a whore tonight. And for what?”
“You know why.” You huff, growing slightly insufferable with desire.
“Watch that fucking tone or I’ll spread you out, tie you down, and correct you until the sun comes up.” His warning drives out harshly from between clenched teeth.
He watches the insubordination silently leech from your bones. “That’s a good girl. Can you feel it, baby? My tongue on your clit? Warm and wet, licking and sucking you until your cum is dripping down my chin? Hmm? Can you feel that?”
And fuck if you can’t. You’re conjuring the feeling of his mouth working away at you sinfully, the sounds he makes, groans and hums of bliss that muffle into your soaked flesh. They crowd your mind until it is fat full with Jacob and only Jacob.
“I’d love to taste you, magpie.” He sighs, fucking his fist faster still. “I’d love to crawl over there and bury my face between your thighs. Love to slip my tongue way up inside until my nose is buried against you. Until I can’t fucking breathe.”
“Please.” Is the only word you can manage, and even that comes out weak and warbling.
“Tough love, little bird.” He taunts. Tough love. And it’s only because I care…I don’t want to see you go completely off the rails, I’ve gotta keep you in line, don’t I?”
Your body twitches and writhes and shakes all on its own…you’ve lost control of your muscles. Your veins are searing with fiery need, nerve endings buzzing and sparking like downed power lines. Mouth open and panting like a cornered animal in need of something it can’t quite identify. You want to claw at your body until you can climb out of yourself; until you can discard your own skin like an itchy sweater in a room that’s just a little too warm.
But even if all that were possible, none of it would help, you know as fact, only Jake can soothe you now. Only Jake.
Suddenly, he rises, kicking his pants off along the way as he moves closer to you, closing in on your trembling frame like a gleeful predator.
His body, bare and stunning, glows ghostly in the shadowy moonlight that streams through the curtains. You can smell him now, spiced and soaked in something earthly…like perfumed soil, rich and damp, sifting through your fingers.
“You stay where you are.” His voice purrs out, like silk curling against your cheek.
He reaches behind you and takes up the small switch. Black and spindly, it could almost pass for a wand, fittingly - for his is nothing short of magic.
“I’d like to look at your cunt right up close while I’m cumming.” he whispers, dropping to his knees. “Hello little beauty,” his breath falls against you, though his words aren’t spoken for your ears. “How’s my sweetness?”
His eyes cast up to yours, “Such a beautiful pussy, magpie. Especially right now. Wet and swollen, pink and velvet soft…what I wouldn’t give to fill her all the way up. Pity.”
His arm begins a rhythmic pump against your calf as he lavishes his devouring gaze between your legs, hushing words of praise meant only for your cunt. Murmurs of, pretty soaked pussy, tight little baby, needs spoiled so badly, curses, groans of pleasure and denial that fall hot between your legs.
When your hands give in and reach to bury in his hair, your thigh is met with a harsh crack of the switch, wordlessly putting you in your place. No touching, that sting barks, and you heed the warning.
His frantic gasps and groans grow louder until, as if he can’t help himself, the flat of his tongue laps slowly and heavily from your slick entrance to your clit…the growl that follows is feral and ravenous for more, but he is nothing if not self-disciplined.
“Needed the taste of you on my tongue,” he’s panting now, jerking his cock hard and fast, and then his mouth is resting upon you, lips and cheek pressed right up against your dripping center as you thrust lightly into him, feverish for even a breath of friction.
He cums hard, shoving in closer and digging into your thigh with his hand that still clutches the switch. Crying out as he grabs and pulls at you, nuzzling into your cunt as he spills all over the floor between his knees and your feet, a chorus of his own gasps and obscenities the soundtrack to his release.
Once he’s regained some semblance of composure, he’s on you. Darting up from his place before you to grab you by the throat, decadent cum still dripping from his knuckles and onto your collarbone. He smears it into your flesh like heavenly oil, anointing you.
“You will wear me tonight and remember who you belong to, and you will fucking thank me for it.” He rasps, crawling over you, guiding you along beneath him until your head meets the pillow.
“Yes.” You nod, wide-eyed and grateful. “Yes. Thank you, sir. I’ll wear you forever. Cover me in you every minute of every day. Please, I want it, always.”
Down his hand slips, weaving a winding, serpentine trail of his release to mark his path, then he finds his spot beside you…pulling you in against him until his softening cock is nestled into the curve of your spine.
He will take care of you in the morning, you know without question…but tonight, this is your punishment, and you are more than willing to take it.
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For Death Or Glory: Chapter Seventeen
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Jake Kiszka x Charlotte (Fem OC)
Warnings: 18+ Smut (I’ll sneak the sexy warnings in at the end so you can look away if you want) Mild Anxiety if you squint, drinking/alcohol, discussion including sex references, gentle brotherly bullying, a lot of pointing and laughing at Jake (lovingly), Pirates Of The Caribbean references, Tall Tales from our Short King, Fluff, wholesome family time, silly banter amongst the boys.
*smut warnings*: sexual language, praise kink insinuation 😏, fingering, use of captain/daddy (it’s mild) thigh riding, Jake is sexy as hell, everyone.
Word Count: 5.1k 🤭
Summary: It’s Trivia Night! Charlotte decides to hang out with everyone for the night and gets to hear plenty about our favorite little pirate man.
Author's Note: ITS A FAMILY EPISODE 🥰 This was honestly way too fun to write 😂 I hope you enjoy getting to hang out with everyone because it was fun finding ways for them to interact with my main girl, Charlotte. 💕
(I listened to Bed Chem and Juno by Sabrina a lot also while writing parts of this chapter so do with that what you will! 🤭😘)
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Nonsense - Sabrina Carpenter "I'll be honest, Lookin' at you got me thinkin' nonsense, Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in."
It took some mild convincing from Quinn and Jacob, but I’ve decided to participate in Trivia Night with everyone. Not going to act like I'm not a little nervous to hang out with everybody again since the only time I saw them all together was at Halloween, and I was drowning my nerves with whatever drink ended up in my hand.  
“You’re already friends with Quinn, and I’m sure the ladies love you,” Jake quietly tried to pep talk me as I sat in my usual seat at the bar. 
“No, I know,” I sigh. “It’s more the boys that make me nervous.” 
“They’re just louder than me,” he laughs. “They��ll be nice to you though, don’t even worry about them.” 
I take a deep breath as I look at him. 
“I’ll spit in their drinks if they’re mean to you; how’s that sound?” His eyebrow raised as he said it, and I couldn’t help the laugh that fell out of me. 
“You’re ridiculous.”
“And you’re not clocked in, so,” he says with a dumb little smile on his lips. 
“Oooo Lottie, you’re hereeee!” Quinn yells as they step foot into the bar. The rest of them slowly trickled in behind them.  
They wrap their arms around me, practically swaying the barstool with them. “Come sit with us?” Okay, okay, okay. I nod and follow behind them. 
Once the booth has been claimed, the boys apparently wander off to grab drinks and queue up songs on the jukebox. 
“Since the boys aren’t here for a minute— have you two.. y’know?” Quinn asks with a dramatic wink, and I can feel the blood rushing to my face. They already know you’ve kissed him; what’s the harm?
My hand covers my mouth, trying to hide the smile growing while I nod. I practically received a standing ovation at the confirmation. 
“You have to tell us how it went because we’ve never really even seen any girl that he’s even been on a date with! Let alone actually sleep with,” Willa says, leaning into her hand with a shit-eating grin plastered on her face. 
“Oh, um, well,” I hesitate, not really knowing what to say. This was easier with Cass because we just didn’t have a filter with each other, and I’m still not sure what is too much with them. 
Quinn can definitely sense the panic so they cave and ask, “Does he know what he’s doing?” 
“YEAH,” my eyes go wide. “He’s probably more deceiving than you’d think.” My eyebrows practically touch my hairline at the thought. 
A collective giggle from the table made me laugh. 
Mel whispers, “Did he make you–”
“Three times in one night.” 
“JAKE, YOU DOG,” she whisper-screams back to me. 
Willa and Quinn just look at each other before Willa finally lets out, “.. must run in the family.”
“What runs in the family?” Sam asks, handing Willa her drink. Danny is next to him, handing Mel’s drink over to her, and then takes off to get trivia night going. 
Mel’s eyebrows shoot up as she lets a quiet “Being a little bitch,” slip out before she sips on her drink; the smirk on her face is undeniable.
“Oh, fuck off,” Sam laughs, sitting in the booth next to Willa. 
Josh isn’t far behind him, holding three drinks. Setting them down, but quickly handing Quinn’s over to them and then sliding one over to me.
He leans down to me, whispering, “I was given the task of bringing your beverage from a secret admirer of sorts.” My stomach filled with butterflies at his comment. 
“Hey! This is the family table, no secrets!” Sam pipes up. 
Josh whips his head over, “I was just politely asking if I may squeeze in next to my little lovebug over there; otherwise, I will take the shortcut!” He steps his foot onto the edge of the table, making everyone panic for a moment. I quickly slide out of the booth while Mel and Quinn trade spots to make it easier. 
Danny starts explaining the basics of trivia night to everyone; hearing his voice like that was so odd because he’s been so quiet around me; it’s almost like I hadn’t heard him speak before. 
“Tonight’s theme is Pirates of the Caribbean! “ His enthusiasm is rapidly met with a collective groan from everyone. I glance over at Jake, who is just beaming over the theme—of course, he’s excited. 
A few patrons, including Linda, hollered, ‘Not fair!’ 
“Hey now,” Danny chimes back in, “Before everyone gets too mad, Jake will be bartending as his handicap for tonight’s trivia!”
Everyone I’m sitting with is pointing and laughing at Jake as he dramatically pouts behind the bar. I can’t take my eyes off him as he finally breaks the sad face, laughing with someone sitting in front of him at the bar. It’s adorable how much he loves his job. His eyes meet mine, making my heart stop for a second, as he smiles and shoots me a little wink before turning to grab another drink for someone. 
“We’ll start with an easy one- a warm-up, if you will. Which movie was the infamous mermaid scene in?”
The fourth one.
“Charlotte, has Jake told you about the first time he got drunk?” Sam asks, already laughing at the question. 
My eyebrows raise, and I glance over at him behind the bar. “He has not, and I’m fully ready to hear it.”
“Oh, it’s a treat– TRUST,” Willa chimes in. 
Sam and Josh whisper between themselves before turning back to me, “Okay, so Daniel was actually at the house with me because it was a weekend, obviously.” 
Oh, he’s locked in, I’m ready.
“We were what, like thirteen or fourteen at the time, right Daniel?” 
“Something like that,” Danny quickly answers. 
“Anyway- so we’re just playing video games, as teenage boys do, and then Josh knocks on the door.” Sam looks to Josh, who is always ready to take over a story. 
He leaned forward, looking over at Jake and then back at me. “This guy over here decided that he would just drink anything that was handed to him at this party. Lo and behold, he ended up walking like  a baby deer by the time we got home.” He barks out a laugh, “He ended up eating shit in the front yard because he swore he didn’t need my help.” 
It was my turn to laugh, looking over to Jake, who was bright red at this point; he must have had to sit through this story often because he was taking it like a champ.
“Oh, and it gets worse,” Danny chimes in. 
“Yes! So, I ran inside quietly and grabbed these two,” Josh points at Sam and Dan, “To try and help me get the drunk out of the yard before our parents woke up.”
“But even with all three of us, we couldn’t get him stable enough to walk into the house carefully.” 
“You guys don’t have to tell everybody this story, you know?” Jake shouts from behind the bar. 
“Oh, but we do!” Josh rebuttals.
“After a few minutes of trying to get him up, we realized it was a lost cause and went and got our dad for help.” 
“Oh my god, no,” slips out of me before I can stop it. 
Making them all laugh because they know what’s coming next. 
“Well, our dad surprisingly didn’t get that mad,” Sam starts, “But he did insist on taking pictures before carrying him inside.” 
“Mom added them to a scrapbook!” Josh adds. 
My hand flies up to cover my mouth as I laugh at the thought of drunk teenage Jake passing out in the yard. My self-control ran low when I finally let out, “Please tell me she would send you the picture right now; I need to see it.” 
“Oh dear, I thought you’d never ask!” Josh laughs, pulling out his phone. “While we wait for the glorious photo, may I offer you another silly Jake story?” 
“You really don’t have to,” Jake says, setting down a tray of new drinks for the table. “Feels a little unfair; you’re airing out my dirty laundry, and I can’t even defend myself.”
“But, Lottie needs to be caught up on the Jake Lore!” Quinn pipes up, making the whole table laugh. His head drops back when everybody laughs, but his smile creeps through as he tries to scowl at them. 
“Can you at least throw in one redeeming one?” 
“Yeah, yeah, we’ll see, kid.” 
‘What is Will Turner wearing when he’s rescued?’ 
Oh.. the pirate medallion that Elizabeth takes. 
“Look who came to say ‘Hi’ for a few minutes!” Mel announces as she approaches the table with her daughter. I’ve never seen a group of people get so excited over a child. I watch as everybody takes turns hugging her. Josh definitely took the most time, spending time talking with her. They are the most precious little buddies.
She’s sitting on Quinn’s lap when I see her eyes light up as Jake comes over to the table. She quickly stands up in the booth, pointing to him with a big cheesy smile. Jake reaches out, stealing her away from Quinn, and despite the fact she probably couldn’t hear him, he lets out a, “Come here, sweetheart.” 
Why is that sexy? My hands start to sweat a little as I watch him hold her; he has her propped up with one of his arms. He brushes the hair away from her face as she just beams at him. Oh my god? 
“I’ll get you,” he mouths to her before tickling her little neck and then her belly. I can’t stop myself from noticing how big his hands look right now, as his palm seemingly takes up half of her tiny body. Her laughter fills the air as he plays with her for a minute. I don’t think I’ll be able to get this out of my head now. Why.. How is he so good with kids? 
She wraps her arms around his neck in a hug, his hand rubbing her back as Mel walks back up. 
“Oh, how sweet,” she says, “She was asking if you would be here tonight, Jake.” 
“She hasn’t figured out I live here yet, huh?” he jokes, looking at her and smiling so big at her. I’m not even in a relationship with this man; why is this so–
His voice pulls me out of my head, “Char, do you want another drink?” Hearing him call me by a nickname catches me off guard. He hands Iris over to Danny as I’m nodding at him, and he steals my glass from me. 
“Oh, perfect timing!” Josh boasts, sliding his phone across the table. “The requested photo.” The way I picked it up could have been at record speed. 
And what a feast for the eyes it was; there lies a baby version of Jacob, absolutely obliterated in the grass. 
“You can swipe for another good one,” Josh pipes up, his cackle quickly following.
Hesitantly swiping to the next one, it’s of him thrown over his dad’s shoulder with Sam cheesing next to him. Jake’s eyes are shut, and his hair is all over the place, but the way you can tell in the photo alone that he has just given up is hilarious. It’s cute that his family didn’t yell at him for it, and if this was the worst punishment he got, he was pretty lucky. 
“Oh god,” Jake’s voice suddenly next to me again. “Not my best moment, clearly.” I laugh quietly as I look up at him, his face softening a bit when he looks back at me. 
“Didn’t pin you as a sloppy kind of drunk, Jacob,” I tease. 
His smile grows quickly, “He’s a different breed– I don’t like to let him out very often.” Oh, I need to see him a little drunk at some point. 
‘What is Jack’s last line in Dead Man’s Chest?’
Jake leans down, his mouth hovering over my ear before saying, “Hello, beastie,” in his finest Jack Sparrow accent. The sound of his laugh graced my ears as he stood back up. Not entirely proud of how the English accent affects me, but he doesn’t need to know that.  
“Oh!” Josh pipes up, “Jacob, remember when you planned that one date in high school?” 
“Haha, oh boy, I have a bar to tend to, unfortunately,” his eyes wide as he walks off to escape this story. 
“So what about this date?” I lean into my hand, looking over at Josh. 
“It was really very cute,” he starts. “He asked this girl out, and she actually said yes. So, he spent like a week and a half planning out this date-” 
A collective ‘awww’ coming from the rest of us. 
“Well, she never showed up. He was devastated. Our poor Jake has been getting ghosted since the beginning of time.” 
How does he have such bad luck with girls? 
“He did get stood up— what was it like three months ago?” Willa asks, looking at Sam. He nods mid-sip of his beer. “Poor guy moped around for a week.” 
“It’s honestly baffling; he really is such a sweetheart,” Quinn adds, with Josh nodding along with them. 
“How come Quinn can say that and it’s okay, but I tell him he’s handsome ONE TIME—,” Willa starts, her face back towards Sam. 
“Wrong– you’ve said it twice,” he corrects her with a smug look on his face. 
She rolls her eyes, “Sam, be so serious right now,”
“YEAH, that’s right, I’m keeping track!” his voice raises for a second but immediately drops when he says, “Plus, you’re MY very beautiful and hot girlfriend, we don’t need to give him any ideas.” He side-eyes Jake while he wraps his arms around her shoulders tightly.
“He’s not going to try and steal Willa from you, Samantha,” Quinn giggles, watching him hold her hostage.  ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
After finally being able to get away from the storytime table, I hustle to the bathroom: two drinks plus  Josh’s storytelling skills, a recipe for disaster. 
“Oh, excuse me,” I back away from the bathroom door as an older lady walks out. 
She stops in front of me for a second, her eyes lighting up, “Well, it’s about time I run into you.” 
“Um..” I hesitate. 
“I’m Eleanor,” she grabs my hand gently, “Or El, whichever the boys feel like that day.” The realization of who she is hits me; this is the one Willa said Jake was going to marry. 
“Oh! Hi, I’m Charlotte,” I shake her hand lightly, “I’ve heard about you, nice to officially meet you.” 
Her smile is contagious, “What a pretty name for such a beautiful girl.” 
“Oh, you’re too sweet.” 
“It’s nice seeing him so happy, you know?” She starts, “I’m not trying to tell all his secrets, but the poor boy has just had no luck the last few years. Constantly being let down by all these girls— which is such a shame because he’s such a charming young man.” 
My heart hurts hearing her say that. Why would girls not like him? 
“Oh really? I didn’t realize it had been that bad.” 
“Yeah, the poor thing had basically given up on dating. He really just invested himself into being here, which is admirable of him, but between you and me,” she leans in, “Linda and I are so glad that you’re getting him out of here a little. He needs it.” 
“He really is something special,” I admit to her, “It’s a loss for all the girls who didn’t give him enough of a chance.” 
“You said it!” she giggles; it seems her voice is just quiet by nature. “If I were younger, I’d be trying to take him home with me.” Her little wink made me laugh. 
“I’m not one to kiss and tell,” I whisper, leaning closer to her, “But you’d be making the right choice.” She giggles with me this time. 
“Well, let me not hold you up any longer! I’ll see you out there,” she squeezes my forearm gently as she turns to walk away.  ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
As I’m walking out of the bathroom, I catch him coming from the back room and promptly make myself in his way. 
“Hey you,” he whispers. 
“Hi,” I say quietly back, “What are the odds I can steal you away?” Letting my hand run down his forearm, he subtly grabs it while he listens.  
“For work or..” his voice trails off, and that damn eyebrow of his popping up. 
Shaking my head, “Mmm.. definitely not work.” I pull my bottom lip in with my teeth as I look at him. 
“Ohhh, I see,” his shitty little smirk coming out. 
“So, is that a yes?” 
He looks down the hall past me, “I don’t know about that, Red.”
“We could just sneak upstairs real quick,” I don’t even care how desperate I sound at this point because I am a little desperate. 
“The bar’s kinda busy, I don’t–” 
I quickly cut him off, “What about your office?”
“Someone’s eager?” His eyebrows pull together for a second as he looks me up and down. 
Hooking my finger into his belt loop, tugging him toward me, “Baby, please,” batting my eyelashes at him.
“What’s gotten into you?” his laugh lacing the question.
“Just seeing you with Iris, I don't know..” trailing off, I lean forward into him, my hand holding the side of his face, “I just think you’d make a cute daddy.”
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He backs me into his desk, slotting his leg between mine. He leans against me, letting his weight press into me. 
“Jake, please,” I moan as he leans even further into me, making my hips grind against his thigh. 
“Needy little thing,” he whispers as I moan into his mouth, still trying to resist riding his thigh. He glances down for a second as my hips betray me, “Does that feel good?” 
My face warms up, and a small “mhm” escapes me. The smirk on his face makes my stomach turn, nervous about whatever is going on inside his head. He leans in, the kiss feels more heated than before. His teeth lightly grabbed my lip, which sent a little shiver through my body and caused my hips to start moving a bit more forcefully. 
“Keep going,” he whispers against my lips, “use me, honey.” 
“Fuck me,” falls out of me, the friction making my head spin. 
He quietly laughs, “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” 
God, he needs to never stop talking. 
His lips leave kisses down my neck, finding every sensitive spot he can get to. I’m doing everything in my power to refrain from moaning too loudly, but he’s making it increasingly more difficult. The waves of pleasure shooting through me every time I roll my hips are only made worse by the feeling of his smile against my throat. 
“Jake–,” I whine. “Touch me.” I slide my hand down the back of his arm, trying to pull it from behind me. 
“Oh, you need my hands?” He teases me, whispering a breath away from my ear. “Is that what you want?”  He unbuttons my pants but hesitates to do anything else. The amount that I want, need rather, him to just touch me, is bordering painful.
“Baby, please,” I moan into his ear, “You’re just so good at it.” His hand immediately slid into my pants at the praise, running his fingers across my panties that are practically drenched at this point. 
“All that for me?” He coos into my ear, sliding the soaked fabric to the side; his fingers gently rubbing against my throbbing clit, causing a louder moan to slip out. “Gotta stay quiet for me, honey. Unless you want everyone to know how good I make you feel.” 
His voice was killing me as he added pressure with his fingers; the build of my orgasm was quick once he got involved. His hand slides down as he hooks his middle finger into me. Letting his palm rest against my clit as his finger pumps into me, the friction was just enough to keep inching me closer. 
“I’m so close,” I quietly whimper. 
He leans in closer to my face, hovering just above my lips, “Let me have it, honey.” He slid his ring finger into me as he said it and then leaned in to kiss me as his hand moved faster. I can feel the orgasm about to snap inside me when he lets his tongue gently dance across my lip. My jaw falls open as my release finally hits; I can feel the wetness against his hand as he works me through it. As I come down from it, his hand slows with me. 
He carefully pulled his hand back, grabbed my jaw with the other, and pressed one slow kiss into me. He lingers close to me for a second and, with his cheeky little smirk, asks, “Feel better?”
I giggle against his lips, kissing him a few more times before deciding to add fuel to the fire, “For now.”
“For now?” 
“Oh, Jacob,” I tease, sliding my arms around his neck. “I’ll be ready to actually ride you later.”
His eyes light up at my comment, “You may be the greatest friend I’ve ever had; I hope you know that.” 
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I managed to slide back into the booth with minimal questioning, though I think Josh knew what had happened with the way his eyes were burning a hole into the side of my head for a moment. 
“Oh, I did think of something wholesome for Charlotte,” Sam announces to the table. 
“He’s not here,” Josh reminds him, “You don’t have to suck up to him.” 
Sam’s laugh makes me laugh when he comes out with, “No, I know, but don’t we want them to get toge—“ 
“What were you going to say, babes?” Willa, wide-eyed, cuts him off before he finishes his sentence. Wait- do the boys want us to..? 
“I was just thinking that- he’s always been the one we go to,” he says, his tone feels different. “Like, with anything. He’s typically the first one I’ll think to call if I need actual help with something.” 
“No, that’s so true, actually,” Quinn chimes in. “He will do so much for the people he cares about. The amount of times he’s texted me to let me know that he left the door unlocked for me or that he bought more of the coffee creamer I like since I was at their place all the time anyway.”
Danny was lingering near us while they all talked about the exuberant amount of nice things Jake had done for them. 
“He got me the job at the shipyard and then basically created a job for me here; I feel like that speaks volumes about who he is as a person,” Danny says quietly. 
I look over as he’s at the opposite end of the bar; his smile is so wide. He must be talking to Linda and Eleanor– always taking time to talk to everyone while they sit there, but for those two specifically, he really makes sure to dote on them a little extra. 
The table falls quiet, well- quiet is subjective, and I take my chance to ask the question that I’ve definitely been sitting on. 
“Is there a reason for the Bob Seger cut out?” I ask. “Actually- there’s just a lot of Bob Seger that happens here? Because I’ve been here near closing time, and Night Moves, I think..has been on every time.” 
Everyone looked at each other; it was almost comical the way they all paused when I asked. 
“Jake!” Josh hollers, “Your presence is needed!” I watch him move through the room, slowly moving through people to get to us. “Someone is asking questions that..you should be here for.”
“Okay, shoot.” 
I look up at him, “What’s with all the Bob Seger?”
“Oh!” His eyes darted over to Josh. “Haha, well–.”
Willa chimes in, “Oh, this should be good.” 
“It started with Night Moves and, uh,” He pauses, looking down at the table for a second. 
Josh quickly chimes in, “Mind’s slipping away from you?” 
His head whipped up to look at Josh, “No no, just want to make sure I recall it correctly!” 
“Well,” Sam pipes up, “we got ALL night.”
Danny bumps into him, whispering something in his ear. 
“Ah! Yes, thank you, Dan,” he says, patting Danny’s arm as he walks off. “Have you heard the lore of the Old Port Pirate?”
“Obviously not,” I giggle. 
Sam pipes up quickly, “Really!?” 
“Oh! Charlotte, you’re in for a treat,” Mel says, leaning into her hand, ready to hear this story. 
“Josh, do you mind watching the bar for a minute while I explain this?” 
“Oh, but of course!” He quips back.  “I do love this story, so I’ll be lingering over here!”
I let Josh out of the booth, with Jake sliding in next to me as I sat back down. He turns to face me a little with a smirk on his face. 
“So, there’s this man who wanders around the Old Port, typically found sitting in front of one of the stores nearby. We’ve been told that he thinks he’s a pirate, so..that’s where the name comes from,” he chuckles at himself.  “Well, he wandered in here the day we opened, and obviously, from one pirate to another, I wasn’t about to send him on his way.” And a precious little pirate you are, Jacob. 
“Of course not! Pirates are always welcome in a tavern!” Quinn chimes in. 
“Exactly– I’m glad you understand,” he says. “While he was here, he barely spoke. Just kept to himself the entire night until Night Moves started playing.”
I glance around the table; Sam, Willa, and Mel are all fully invested in this. Wait..
He excitedly continues his story time, “He waved me down and proceeded to tell me about how Night Moves was his favorite song. Said that he actually knew Bob at one point– which I’m not going to tell him that I don’t buy it because.. well, if you saw the guy, you’d understand.”
“So you just…play it every day?” Why do I kind of believe him?
“Well, we never know when he’s going to come back or if he will,” he tells me. “But I want to make sure he feels welcome!” 
Willa asks, “Didn’t he pay with a doubloon?” 
“He did! That��s why it’s framed over there!” Josh hollers from behind the bar. 
“Oh,” I try to collect my thoughts. “Well, um—”
“I know it’s a pretty exhilarating story- take your time to process it,” he says, double-tapping the table. “I do need to go take the bar back from Josh, so if you have any more questions, you know where to find me.” His hand gently squeezes my arm before he scurries back to the bar. 
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“Alright, be honest,” I say as he walks over to me. “Is this pirate man real?” 
“Of course, he is,” he says, no hesitation in his voice. “Do you want more to drink?” I nod as I’m trying to figure out if he’s lying. 
I let out a small, “Mmmm..” folding my arms over my chest as I watched him make a fresh drink for me. 
He slides it over to me, “Have I lied to you before, honey?” 
The way I want to kiss- I mean, smack the smirk off his face. My arms drop, and I can’t fight the smile on my face any longer, “Alright, I’ll believe you.” 
He leans forward onto the bar, resting his head in his hand, “While you’re here.. you should stay with me tonight.”
“Mmm.. I don’t know if I should,” I tease him.
He blinks slowly at me, a little smirk on his lips, “What if I promise to make you breakfast?” 
“Well.. that does sound nice but..” trying to sound dramatic, but let’s be honest- there’s no way he wouldn’t win this battle. 
“Josh is going to Quinn’s,” he pauses and lowers his voice “.. we can have sex.” His eyebrows shoot up, making me giggle. 
“Now we’re talking, Captain.” I lean forward into my hand now; we probably look ridiculous right now. 
“What was the other name you called me?” He winks at me, pulling his bottom lip in with his teeth. 
“Oh, you liked that, huh?” 
“Might need to try it out later and see,” he says, giggling to himself. It’s cute how excited he gets over little things like that. I wave him closer, and he leans a little further. I stand on the little supports of the barstool to meet him in the middle. 
I whisper into his ear, “Whatever you want, daddy.” 
His jaw goes slack, as he stares at me, slowly shaking his head while that devious little smile of his grows on his face. I just raise one of my eyebrows at him, waiting for the truth to come out. 
“If you keep talking like that,” his voice trails off. 
I can’t stop myself from asking, “What about it?”
“I’ll be making sure you let the neighbors know.” 
I gasp before I can even think, “Jacob!” 
“Yeah, it’ll sound kinda like that,” he says; the smug look on his face as he backs away is killing me. 
I know my face has to be red at this rate; I let out a fairly loud “Um!” Glancing around at the people near us, including his brothers. 
“They didn’t hear, don’t worry,” he laughs; I hate how sexy he is sometimes. “I only want you to hear me anyway.”
Oh, this man is on one tonight. 
“Charlotte!” Willa yells from across the room, distracting me from him. Thank god.  ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
Spending the rest of the night laughing and hanging out with everyone. Jacob still managed to school everyone on his Pirates of the Caribbean knowledge, not that anybody was shocked. It was nice getting to just spend time with people, even if it was a lot of them having to fill me in on the backstories of most conversations. They were so welcoming to me. 
And amid another Josh story, I hear the sweetest sound faintly over the chatter in the bar and even cutting through Josh’s voice; the opening chords of Night Moves started to play. I glance over to Jacob, whose eyes are locked on me, and something about his stare makes my heart flutter. 
‘Workin’ on our night moves—“
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My Halo: The Series pitch The Silver Timeline 2.0 Character Notes
I was generally pretty satisfied with what we got in season 2, but after a lifetime of watching sci-fi television, I know it could have been so much better. So I decided to take a crack at writing Halo: The Series my own self.
I had three goals in writing this.
Preserve as many of the actors and characters from the OG Silver Timeline as possible.
More closely adhere to the story elements of the core canon than the OG Silver Timeline did.
Make the Halo universe accessible to people who have never picked up a video game controller in their lives, while also not pissing off the long-time fans.
A point that I disagree with from many longtime fans of Halo is that they ought to be the "main audience" of any Halo adaptation for TV. But I disagree with that. Any "main audience" for a successful TV series has to be the average TV viewer. We therefore need to make the story of Halo accessible to the average viewer.
What I came up with was something of a cross between Halo, Stargate: SG-1, and the 2003 Battlestar Galactic reboot; and I think it satisfies all three of my goals above.
The biggest single change to my characters is that THERE ARE NO STUPID PELLETS IN THIS UNIVERSE. The Spartans are still going to be confronted with their humanity, but the narrative mechanism driving this will be something that actually happens in the core lore: the Spartan program being made public later in the war for morale reasons.
Silver Team
The Master Chief [Pablo Schreiber] - He's an amalgamation of the John we see in OG Silver Timeline season 2, plus a heavy leavening of the books. He's laconic, but not the silent protagonist of the games. Like most Spartans, he struggles to socialize with anyone outside the immediate sphere of their operations. But due to his exploits and leadership, he's looked up to and we see him become the legend he's regarded as by the rest of humanity.
PO3 Kai-125 [Kate Kennedy] - She's Kelly's personality, Linda's job, and Kurt's amiable gregariousness. She's Silver's sniper and secondary medic. Definitely the most human of the Spartans of Silver Team. Silver will wordlessly drop into a trench filled with beleaguered Marines, while Kai will grin behind her helmet and shout, "Morning, boys!" We'll see her lifting Warthogs on a bet, playing knife games with Marines, and even flirting playfully. We'll also see her crying quietly in a deserted compartment, after those Marines are killed on a mission. "If we can't protect them, what good are we?"
LTJG Vannak-134 [Bentley Kalu] - He's basically Fred. Dry and acerbic wit, but frequently unintentionally charming. Silver's deputy leader. The most Spartan-like of the Spartans, but with a very soft spot for kids. Team demolitions and heavy weapons expert. Giving him Jorge's backstory here; he's from Reach and speaks Hungarian. He'll have Jorge's death, too. There should be a subtle-but-obvious something going on between him and Riz. Lots of meaningful glances and lingering touches.
WO2 Riz-028 [Natasha Culzac] - Linda's personality and Kelly's job. She's the intelligence and communications specialist for Silver Team and primary medic. She's the most socially awkward of the Spartans, but probably the most hungry for human interaction; she just doesn't know how to be around non-Spartans. Has her little quasi-relationship with Vannak and shares his soft spot for kids.
The Pillar of Autumn Crew
Captain Jacob Keyes [Danny Sapani] - CO of the converted colony ship the Pillar of Autumn. In his 50s and should be an admiral by now, but an unspecified scandal early in his career has kept him sidelined to backwater postings throughout the war. But he has his friends and allies still, not least of whom is his estranged wife Doctor Halsey. His daughter is his shipboard science officer, but that relationship is concealed from the audience for a while.
Commander Tom Lasky [Actor TBD] - Rescued by the Master Chief from the ruins of the Corbulo Academy of Military Sciences in the opening days of the war; represents those who grew up with the war, having never known service before the Covenant. He has absolute faith in the Master Chief. He's married to another UNSC officer, a Chyler Silva, serving at FLEETCOM on Reach.
LCDR Miranda Keyes [Olive Gray] - Science officer aboard the Pillar of Autumn and only child of Captain Keyes and Doctor Halsey. Goes by the last name of Keyes, but can sometimes have a strained relationship working under her father. Torn between her innate aptitude for science and the desire to be a serving line officer and command warships like her father.
Cortana [Jen Taylor] - Ostensibly a gift from Doctor Halsey to look after her estranged husband and daughter, Cortana's real mission is to find evidence in the Outer Colonies of Halsey's hoped-for "latchkey discovery" that can turn the tide against the Covenant. Initially willing to sacrifice anything and anyone to obtain leads or the thing itself, she quickly learns to value her crew and humanity at large, and isn't willing to spend lives unless absolutely necessary.
Marines and ODSTs
Sergeant Major Avery Johnson [Bokeem Woodbine] - Senior NCO for the regular Marine battalion we see deployed groundside in the pilot episode; he takes on the same job for the scratch combined Marine/ODST force aboard the Pillar of Autumn after the evacuation from. Brash, boisterous, and always joking; he's pretty much game and book Johnson. Often comic relief and always quick with a one-liner.
Corporal Talia Perez [Cristina Rodlo] - The everyman character meant to be the audience viewpoint and represent the lower enlisted ranks. A wide-eyed draftee private when we first meet her, she spends a lot of time as a fire team leader and we watch her grow into a hardened Marine. A devout Catholic and extremely virtuous; everyone's little sister and her fellow Marines are extremely protective of her. Absolutely going to be the one we torment the most, mostly to take advantage of Rodlo's acting range.
Major Antonio Silva [Anson Mount] - Commanding Officer of an ODST company, absolutely hates the Spartans due to a fatal incident between some of his men early in his career and a teenage John-117. Old buddy of Ackerson, but possibly an asset of Parangosky. Playing both sides. Definitely not a white hat, but he has his reasons.
WO Carol Rawley aka "Foehammer" [Actor TBD] - Dropship pilot of Pelican Echo-419. NEEDS FURTHER DEVELOPMENT.
The Covenant
Makee aka "The Reclaimer" [Charlie Murphy] - Abducted early in the war (probably from Harvest) at the age of 6, she was raised up in the Covenant religion and is a true believer. As such, she hates her humanity, and her arms and thighs are covered with cutting scars. To the Covenant, she's a "Reclaimer" or "Blessed One," told that she alone can activate Forerunner technology. It's a lie, meant to allow the Prophets to make use of her in the least politically and theologically damaging way possible. Her one friend is Fleetmaster Var 'Gatanai, whom is responsible for her.
Fleetmaster Var 'Gatanai [Actor TBD] - Commander of the Fleet of Solemn Accord, primary artifact hunters for the Covenant. Is a respected leader amongst the Covenant and one rung below the High Council. Commands over 100 ships and thousands of troops. Often personally leads ground troops in the field. Is rare among high-ranking Sangheili in that he has only one wife. Honorable warrior, and a believer in the Great Journey, but not a vicious fanatic. Has a daddy-daughter relationship with Makee.
Commander Rtas 'Vadumee aka "Half-Jaw" [Actor TBD] - Fleetmaster Gatanai's right-hand Elite and all around bad-ass. Commands special operations troops. Lost half his mandibles to a bare-miss by a Spartan sniper some years ago. Doesn't hold a grudge.
Prophet Truth [Actor TBD] - Complete cynic, master politician, and absolute asshole.
Back on Reach
Colonel James Ackerson [Joseph Morgan] - A career soldier who went intelligence later in the war after leading Ranger units against both Insurrection and Covenant. A dick, but not without a heart, and certainly not a coward. He genuinely believes that humanity can fight the Covenant to a standstill - if they use the right tools in the right way. He sees Halsey's Spartan-2s as a waste of resources; techno-saviors too precious to risk, when humanity needs effective soldiers it can spend. Hence his Spartan-IIIs [which are teenage volunteers, not children].
Doctor Catherine Halsey [Natascha McElhone] - The self-loathing genius polymath who oversaw the creation of the Spartan-2s because she saw no other option. ONI was going to have its super-soldiers one way or another, and wanted automatons at that. At least she was able to fight for them and help them retain some of their humanity. Lingering guilt over this is probably why she treats the Spartans like they're her children - and why she's estranged from her actual daughter Miranda and husband Jacob. Politically, Halsey knows that the Covenant can't be beaten in the traditional sense of the term, and that humanity's only hope is a so-called Latchkey Discovery - something out there in the black that will change the game and give us the edge. She believes that Halo is that very thing, and that we have to find it first or else all is lost. And she's right.
Admiral Parangosky [Shabana Azmi] - She's the unaccountable, power mad spook; the very personification of the State run amok. Charming, quiet, almost grandmotherly - and utterly amoral in her pursuit of power for herself and ONI. It is not at all clear if she cares whether or not humanity survives the process. But at the same time, not ineffective in Humanity's defense.
Admiral Hood [Keir Dullea] - The poor bastard at the top of the heap, overseeing a losing war, and trying to keep all the plates spinning. A professional Navy man to the core, he's just trying to keep humanity alive. Wherever he throws his weight behind is the faction in the Reach/Earth political dog fight that will win.
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calamitymentality · 5 months ago
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Just realised I didnt post my qoz thing on here. im gonna do a similar thing for Small Returns, jacob’s 2nd play, too. i chatted with one of the actors once but they didnt remember anything unfortunately. they were very nice, though. also, props to kiera (FORGOT YOUR @ SORRY KIERA) for being the only other person so far who gives a shit <3333 guys i think she likes rideau… anyways the poor grammar ends HERE!!
Warning. Long ass post.
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The only available images from the play. 1: Rene Metcalf (Celine Stubel) and Danny (Rod Peter Jr.). 2: Dr. Roland Welby (Jacob Richmond) and Rene Metcalf (Celine Stubel).
Qualities Of Zero
Six person cast.
Written by: Jacob Richmond.
Jacob Richmond’s first professional play.
Note: I’m freaking obsessed I’ve been holding back posting anything about this so that this can exist as a complication of information.
To my knowledge, this is the only sort of thing like this for QOZ. So yeah, whether you’ve heard of it or not, I hope this helps, and I hope you fall in love with it like I have.
Productions:
Tarragon Theatre Extra Space
Waterfront Theatre
1-Tarragon Theatre Extra Space
Dates: Nov 28 - Dec 16, 2011
Cast: Scott McCord, Robert Tsonos, Carly Street, Rodger Barton, Barbara Gordon, John Cleland.
Director: Micheal Kessler Black
(Source 1 - cast, director, dates. Source 2 - dates, venue)
2- Atomic Vaudeville & Vancouver Fringe (venue: Waterfront Theatre)
Dates: Nov 1 - 19, 2006.
Cast: Jacob Richmond, Jeff Gladstone, Micheal Delamont, Gina McIntosh, Rod Peter Jr., Celine Stubel.
Director: Britt Small
(Source 4 - venue, dates, cast, director. Source 5 - Atomic Vaudeville’s website)
Characters:
Dr. Roland Welby
Rideau Welby
Welby’s Father
Welby’s Mother
Dr. Tom Selkin
Smelsh
Teacher
Aurora Selkin
Dr. Renè Metcalf
Danny
(Source 1 + Source 3 - character names)
1-Dr. Roland Welby
Played by Scott McCord (Tarragon Theatre) & Jacob Richmond (Waterfront Theatre)
Dr. Roland Welby is North America’s leading neurochemist. Offbeat, rational, smart and emotionless. He suffered a mental break after his mother’s death, and invented a drug which blocks out emotion. He believes happiness is impossible for creatures who must die, Time + Expectation Of Euphoria = Perpetual Disappointment. And all that. He is the main character, and the crux of the story seems to be his relationships with other characters when his drug is taken away.
“"The Qualities of Zero" traces the experiences of neurochemist Dr. Roland Welby as he attempts to comes to terms with the death of his mother. He is a highly self-conscious genius whose hyperrational view of the world prevents him from telling or understanding jokes without explaining them. At career day at a kindergarten, Welby, still stricken with grief, strays from his topic to explain why happiness is impossible to beings who must die. His summary equation is T + EOE = PD, that is "Time plus expectation of euphoria equals perpetual disappointment". The fiasco at the school leads him to test a new drug he has developed on himself. The drug can completely block the emotional highs and lows produced by the limbic system, "happy-mad-sad land" as he calls it, thus allowing him to feel "zero" when confronting the world around him.” (Source 1, 2001)
“It is a set of variations on emotionless-hyperintellectual-confronts-embarrassing-situation, where Welby is compelled to evaluate everything, even sex and death, in term of advantages versus disadvantages.” (Source 1, 2001)
“Much of the humour lies in the odd rhythm of the script that continually requires Welby to catch onto things several beats after everyone else.” (Source 1, 2001)
”Although Welby's drug controls his emotions, it cannot protect him from those of others and by the end when his supply has been cut off he is entangled in the web his interactions with others has created.” (Source 1, 2001)
“…North America's leading Neuroscientist (Roland Welby)…” (Source 3, 2006)
“After the death of his mother, and becoming dangerously unhinged while giving a lecture in a grade four career day, Doctor Roland Welby decides to forgo the traditional methods of overcoming grief and madness by taking his own experimental drug that makes him feel absolutely nothing.” (Source 3, 2006)
“When the drug is finally removed Roland is forced to deal with the people in his life on an emotional level he was never comfortable expressing.” (Source 3, 2006)
“…Roland, a nutty neuro-scientist who develops a serum that neutralizes emotions, a serum he regularly injects into his neck. You can see why he’d want to be able to control himself, surrounded as he is by problems and temptations…” (Source 4, 2006)
2-Rideau Welby
Played by Robert Tsonos (Tarragon Theatre) & Jeff Gladstone (Waterfront Theatre).
Rideau is Roland’s brother. He is schizophrenic, and was just recently taken out of a psychiatric hospital. He is obsessed with eating Charlemagne’s cheese.
“Welby's brother Rideau is a schizophrenic obsessed with Charlemagne's cheese-consumption who decides to go off his thorazine after leaving a mental home.” (Source 1, 2001)
“…and finally his (Welby’s) brother Rideau (A recent exile from a mental institution).” (Source 3, 2006)
“…a crazy brother (Jeff Gladstone)…” (Source 4, 2006)
3-Welby’s Father (minor character)
Does not appear in play.
Dead. Seemingly for a while, like since Welby was quite young.
”When Welby's father died…” (Source 1, 2001)
4-Welby’s Mother (minor character)
Does not appear in play.
Dead. An alcoholic, since her husband died. She opened an all-year Christmas store, since Christmas is the happiest day of the year.
“When Welby's father died his mother became an alcoholic and opened a Christmas store to live the happiest day of the year year-round.” (Source 1, 2001)
5-Dr. Tom Selkin
Played by Rodger Barton (Tarragon Theatre) & Micheal Delamont (Waterfront Theatre)
Welby’s boss in 2001 and his coworker in 2006. It is unclear. He wants to be Spanish pirate, and Welby proves that all his stuff is useless. That causes him to go off the rails and after Welby.
“Welby's boss fantasizes that he is a Spanish pirate and when Welby's research proves that his life's work is worthless, he goes berserk and seeks revenge.” (Source 1, 2001)
“Among the people Roland must deal with are Doctor Selkin (A man obsessed with becoming Spanish)” (Source 3, 2006)
“…an overwrought colleague who has it in for him (Michael Delamont)…” (Source 4, 2006)
6-Smelsh (minor character)
Played by Rodger Barton (Tarragon Theatre) & Micheal Delamont (Waterfront Theatre)
Welby’s foul-mouthed landlord.
“Welby’s foul-mouthed landlord.” (Source 1, 2001).
7-Teacher (minor character)
Played by Barbara Gordon (Tarragon Theatre) & Gina McIntosh (Waterfront Theatre)
A teacher. Shocker. Very uptight and ‘prim’.
“…the too-prim Teacher whose class Welby disrupts…” (Source 1, 2001)
8-Aurora Selkin
Played by Barbara Gordon (Tarragon Theatre) & Gina McIntosh (Waterfront Theatre)
The CEO of the company Dr. Metcalf, Dr. (Tom) Selkin and Dr. Welby work for in 2001, and their boss in 2006. She is Dr. Tom Selkin’s ex-wife, as she divorces him for Dr. Welby. She’s desperate for Welby, seemingly because she is being neglected by her husband. He’s likely going after Welby, working or fantasizing about being a Spanish pirate.
“The boss's wife and CEO of the company both work for is dangerously unhinged after divorcing her husband and throws herself at Welby.” (Source 1, 2001)
“…the sex-starved CEO (Aurora).” (Source 1, 2001)
“…His (Welby’s) boss Aurora Selkin (a cosmetic surgery fanatic)” (Source 3, 2006)
”..the colleague’s sexy wife, also Roland’s boss (Gina McIntosh)…” (Source 4, 2006)
9-Renè Metcalf / Rene Metcalf
Played by Carly Street (Tarragon Theatre) & Celine Stubel (Waterfront Theatre)
Renè, Welby’s lab partner, is obsessed with death. She’s a vegetarian/vegan (according to which article you read) and buries all the dead lab animals in her backyard. She’s sensitive and shy, and Welby’s love interest, his attraction to her persisting through the drug. She sees life, death and happiness in a seemingly opposite way to Welby.
“The lab partner Welby is attracted to despite the drug's control is a death-obsessed vegetarian who buries all the deceased lab animals in her back yard.” (Source 1, 2001)
“Carly Street puts in a winning performance as Welby's potential girlfriend lending her a shyness and sensitivity that make sense of René's funerary proclivities.” (Source 1, 2001)
”His (Welby’s) lab partner Rene Metcalf (A death obsessed Vegan).” (Source 3, 2006)
”…and his (Welby’s) lovely lab partner (Stubel), to whom Roland is intensely attracted, but thinks he doesn’t want to be…” (Source 4, 2006)
10-Danny
Played by John Cleland (Tarragon Theatre) & Rod Peter Jr. (Waterfront Theatre)
He’s buddhist, he’s a druggie, kinda crazy and has a terrible secret.
“Welby's dope-smoking neighbour has a theory about the unity of all religions and harbours a terrible secret.” (Source 1, 2001).
“His (Welby’s) next door neighbour Danny (A Buddhist pot head who harbours a terrible secret).” (Source 3, 2006)
“…a wacko neighbour (Rod Peter, Jr.)…” (Source 4, 2006)
Story:
The story is about Dr. Welby’s interactions with other characters and their relationships.
What can be said about the story is what can be said about the characters. All the articles set you up with character concepts and leaves the story to you.
“"The Qualities of Zero" traces the experiences of neurochemist Dr. Roland Welby as he attempts to comes to terms with the death of his mother. He is a highly self-conscious genius whose hyperrational view of the world prevents him from telling or understanding jokes without explaining them. At career day at a kindergarten, Welby, still stricken with grief, strays from his topic to explain why happiness is impossible to beings who must die. His summary equation is T + EOE = PD, that is "Time plus expectation of euphoria equals perpetual disappointment". The fiasco at the school leads him to test a new drug he has developed on himself. The drug can completely block the emotional highs and lows produced by the limbic system, "happy-mad-sad land" as he calls it, thus allowing him to feel "zero" when confronting the world around him.
Madness and attempts to cope with it imbue every aspect of the play. When Welby's father died his mother became an alcoholic and opened a Christmas store to live the happiest day of the year year-round. Welby's brother Rideau is a schizophrenic obsessed with Charlemagne's cheese-consumption who decides to go off his thorazine after leaving a mental home. Welby's boss fantasizes that he is a Spanish pirate and when Welby's research proves that his life's work is worthless, he goes berserk and seeks revenge. The boss's wife and CEO of the company both work for is dangerously unhinged after divorcing her husband and throws herself at Welby. The lab partner Welby is attracted to despite the drug's control is a death-obsessed vegetarian who buries all the deceased lab animals in her back yard. Welby's dope-smoking neighbour has a theory about the unity of all religions and harbours a terrible secret. Although Welby's drug controls his emotions, it cannot protect him from those of others and by the end when his supply has been cut off he is entangled in the web his interactions with others has created.” (Source 1, 2001).
“Set in the synapses of North America's leading Neuroscientist (Roland Welby), we are taken on a scientific\dramatic lecture to ask is the pursuit of happiness even possible? The answer comes in form of a philosophical sex farce, with elements of modern dance, slapstick and tragedy. After the death of his mother, and becoming dangerously unhinged while giving a lecture in a grade four career day, Doctor Roland Welby decides to forgo the traditional methods of overcoming grief and madness by taking his own experimental drug that makes him feel absolutely nothing. Among the people Roland must deal with are Doctor Selkin (A man obsessed with becoming Spanish), his next door neighbour Danny (A Buddhist pot head who harbours a terrible secret), His boss Aurora Selkin (a cosmetic surgery fanatic) His lab partner Rene Metcalf (A death obsessed Vegan) and finally his brother Rideau (A recent exile from a mental institution). When the drug is finally removed Roland is forced to deal with the people in his life on an emotional level he was never comfortable expressing.” (Source 3, 2006)
”Richmond plays Roland, a nutty neuro-scientist who develops a serum that neutralizes emotions, a serum he regularly injects into his neck. You can see why he’d want to be able to control himself, surrounded as he is by problems and temptations: a crazy brother (Jeff Gladstone), an overwrought colleague who has it in for him (Michael Delamont), the colleague’s sexy wife, also Roland’s boss (Gina McIntosh), a wacko neighbour (Rod Peter, Jr.), and his lovely lab partner (Stubel), to whom Roland is intensely attracted, but thinks he doesn’t want to be.” (Source 4, 2006)
Set and costumes:
“The set is grey and very basic as befits the mostly institutional settings. Kessler makes good use of a digital projector to show titles for each of the scenes or "Observations" as Welby calls them. Joanne Dente's costumes are always appropriate and are especially witty for the more stereotyped characters . Given the plain set, Rick Banville's precise, inventive lighting and John Mounsteven's atmospheric sound are crucial in establishing mood and location.” (Source 1, 2001).
“Before the show begins, the projector displays significant quotations from Einstein, Santayana and Pascal all indicating the futility of Welby's experiment. The one by Einstein could be the motto for the whole play: "Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods." “ (Source 1, 2001)
“Much chaos ensues, with director Small impressively controlling the traffic and choreographing terrifically clever transitions, especially via a rotating door. The performances are all very fine, with Richmond’s lurching deadpan Roland the standout.” (Source 4, 3006)
”Qualities of Zero is a full-length play for 6 actors written by Jacob Richmond: a comedy about a neuroscientist who self-prescribes his experimental drug as he starts to become dangerously unhinged.” (Source 5)
Sources:
Source 1. (2001)
http://www.stage-door.com/Theatre/2001/Entries/2001/12/5_The_Qualities_of_Zero.html
Source 2. (2001)
https://archives.library.torontomu.ca/index.php/the-qualities-of-zero-at-tarragon-theatre-extra-space
Source 3. (2006)
https://asianpacificpost.com/article/1488-qualities-zero.html
Source 4: (2006)
https://www.vancouverplays.com/theatre/reviews_theatre/review_qualities_0_2006.shtml
Source 5: (2006)
https://atomicvaudeville.wixsite.com/atomic-vaudeville/qualities-of-zero
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soulmateprinciple · 1 year ago
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INDEPENDENT SELECTIVE MULTIMUSE FOR THE NIGHT WORLD FRANCHISE (FEATURING THE FORBIDDEN GAME, DARK VISIONS) BY L.J. SMITH. LOW AND SPORADIC ACTIVITY.
IF YOU WANT TO INTERACT, BUT DON'T KNOW WHO TO CHOOSE (BECAUSE YOU DON'T KNOW THE FRANCHISE), THEN SEND A MEME ANYWAYS. CHANCES ARE I WILL BE ABLE TO CHOOSE FOR YOU (AS LONG AS YOU SPECIFY THE SENDER. <3)
A MOBILE MUSE LIST CAN BE FOUND UNDERNEATH THE CUT.
MUSE LIST. LAW. MEMES. OPEN STARTERS.
PRIMARY.
POPPY NORTH. SHE/HER. MADE VAMPIRE/LOST WITCH. SOMETIMES PORTRAYED AS HUMAN. BUBBLY AND BRIGHT. FC: AISLINN PAUL.
JAMES RASMUSSEN. HE/HIM. LAMIA VAMPIRE. LONELY SOUL. FC: MAXENCE DANET-FAUVEL.
ASH REDFERN. HE/HIM. LAMIA VAMPIRE. MISCHIEVOUS AND CUNNING. HIS EYES CHANGE COLOUR DEPENDENT ON HIS MOOD. FC: LUCAS TILL.
MARY-LYNNETTE CARTER. SHE/HER. HUMAN. COURAGEOUS ASTROPHILE. SURVIVED A WEREWOLF ATTACK FROM HER ' BEST FRIEND ' AKA JEREMY. FC: KAWENNÁHERE DEVERY JACOBS.
ROWAN REDFERN. SHE/HER. LAMIA VAMPIRE. ELDEST SISTER. PROTECTIVE. FC: ADELAIDE KANE.
KESTREL REDFERN. SHE/HER. LAMIA VAMPIRE. MIDDLE SISTER. HUNTRESS. FC: FREYA MAVOR (SOMETIMES IMOGEN POOTS).
JADE REDFERN. SHE/HER. LAMIA VAMPIRE. YOUNGEST SISTER. HOPEFUL. FC: JOSEPHINE LANGFORD.
JEREMY LOVETT. HE/HIM. WEREWOLF. MECHANIC. LONE WOLF. HIGHLY TERRITORIAL. HARD TO CONTROL HIS INNER WOLF. FC: TOM MADEN.
THEA HARMAN. SHE/HER. WITCH. PRIMARY. HAS AN AFFINITY FOR ANIMALS. CONNECTED TO NATURE. FC: VIRGINIA GARDNER.
BLAISE HARMAN. SHE/HER. WITCH. CRAFTY LOVE WITCH. MAKES JEWELS. LOVES A LITTLE CHAOS. FC: LULU ANTARIKSA.
JEZEBEL REDFERN. SHE/HER. HALF-VAMPIRE. MONSTER HUNTER. CAN CONJURE BLUE FIRE. FC: KATHERINE MACNAMARA.
GILLIAN LENNOX. SHE/HER. LOST WITCH. LONELY SOUL. GHOST WHISPERER. HEADCANON. FC: MADISON ISEMAN.
SECONDARY.
ERIC ROSS. HE/HIM. HUMAN. VETERINARIAN. BRIGHT LIKE THE SUN. FC: NICO MIRALLEGRO.
SELENE LUCNA. SHE/HER. WITCH. A CALM SPIRIT. HOSTS LUNAR CEREMONIES. FC: HUNTER SCHAFER.
VIVIENNE MORRIGAN. SHE/HER. WITCH. HAS AN AFFINITY FOR HEALING. A WITCH'S BEST FRIEND. FC: SADIE SOVERALL.
RASHEL JORDAN. SHE/HER. HUMAN. VAMPIRE HUNTER. HARDEST OF HEARTS. LOST HER MOTHER TO VAMPIRES. FC: NAOMI SCOTT.
PHILLIP NORTH. HE/HIM. LOST WITCH. HIS SISTER CAME BACK FROM THE DEAD AS A VAMPIRE. FC: ALEX SAXTON.
JOHN QUINN. HE/HIM. MADE VAMPIRE. ANOTHER LONELY SOUL. LOST HIS FIRST LOVE OF HIS LIFE. FC: RHYS WARD.
DAPHNE CHILDS. SHE/HER. HUMAN. ASSISTS RASHEL WITH VAMPIRE HUNTING. METAL GIRL. FC: GIORGIA WIGHAM
MORGEAD BLACKTHORN. HE/HIM. VAMPIRE. LEADER OF A VAMPIRE GANG. FC: GAVIN LEATHERWOOD.
RAVEN MANDRIL. SHE/HER. VAMPIRE. A PART OF THE VAMPIRE GANG. FC: VANESSA MORGAN.
ARADIA CROWLEY. SHE/HER. WITCH. BLIND MAIDEN. SEER OF THE FUTURE. FC: JAZ SINCLAIR.
TOBIAS NIGHTSHADE. HE/HIM. WITCH. APPRENTICE OF GRANDMA HARMAN. CHAPERONE THAT DEALS WITH TOO MUCH BULLSHIT. TESTING. FC: ALFIE ENOCH.
RAKSHA KELLER. SHE/HER. SHAPESHIFTER. CAN TRANSFORM INTO A PANTHER. "LOVE IS WEAKNESS." :( FC: ANYA CHALOTRA
DELOS REDFERN. HE/HIM. LAMIA VAMPIRE. PRINCE. FC: BEN BARNES.
MAYA HEARTH-WOMAN. SHE/HER. MADE HERSELF INTO A VAMPIRE. WITCH FROM THE STONE AGE. MALEVOLENT. EVERCHANGING EYE COLOUR. FC: GRACE PHIPPS.
TERTIARY
GALEN DRACHE. HE/HIM. SHAPESHIFTER. CHANGES INTO A LEOPARD. FC: ADAM DIMARCO.
MAGGIE NEELY. SHE/HER. HUMAN. SOCCER PLAYER. ON THE PATH TO SAVE HER BROTHER MILES. FC: LUCA HOLLESTELLE.
MILES NEELY. HE/HIM. HUMAN. CURSED. CAN SHAPESHIFT INTO A FALCON. ROCK CLIMBER. FC: CAMERON MONAGHAN.
HANNAH SNOW. SHE/HER. HUMAN. OLD SOUL. LIKES BOOKS. FC: LILI REINHART.
ILIANA DOMINICK. SHE/HER. WITCH. DREAMY AND REMINDS YOU OF A FAIRY. FC: HANNAH MURRAY.
SARAH STRANGE. SHE/HER. DRUID. CAN PREDICT THE FUTURE (AKA CONSTANT MIGRAINES). HAS TWO SOULMATES. FC: KATIE DOUGLAS.
KIERLAN DRACHE. HE/HIM. SHAPESHIFTER. LIKES TO CAUSE TROUBLE. FC: DYLAN ARNOLD.
MAL HARMAN. HE/HIM. WITCH. KEEPS TO HIMSELF. FC: BLAIR REDFORD.
HUGH DAVIS. HE/HIM. HUMAN/OLD SOUL. WANTS TO PROTECT HUMANS FROM HARM, BUT ISN'T MUCH OF A FIGHTER. SURVIVOR OF A WOLF ATTACK. FC: DANNY GRIFFIN.
OTHER MUSES OUTSIDE THE NIGHT WORLD/TEST.
DEIDRE "DEE" ELIADE. SHE/HER. SPORTY AND COURAGEOUS. MARTIAL ARTIST. FC: LOGAN BROWNING.
ANNA EVA WHITERAVEN. SHE/HER. PSYCHIC. CAN COMMUNICATE WITH ANIMALS AND COMPEL THEM. FROM THE DARK VISIONS BOOK SERIES. FC: ??
LEWIS CHAO. HE/HIM. PSYCHOKINETIC/TELEKINETIC. YOUR RESIDENT TECH-GUY. GOOFY AND JUST WANTS EVERYONE TO BE HAPPY. :') FC: ???
LYDIA ZETES. SHE/HER. RICH GIRL WITH A REBELLIOUS STREAK. HER DAD IS A MAD SCIENTIST THAT EXPERIMENTS ON YOUNG PSYCHICS. FROM THE DARK VISIONS BOOK SERIES. FC: EYLÜL KANDEMIR
TESSRIEL. SHE/HER. FALLEN ANGEL. CHOSE LUCIFER'S SIDE AND LOST THE LOVE OF HER LIFE. FALLEN THE BOOK SERIES. FC: DEBORAH ANN WOLL.
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maryhadalittlehobby · 1 year ago
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No liveblog for the first episode so have this little recap/review.
E1 "What can the damned say to the damned"
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E2"Do you know what it means to be loved by Death"-livebog
Off the bat these light hearted smooth Jazz had me like huh? oh this gonna be different huh?
What is the significance of them perching on this statue. It looks like its of Pegasus-the winged horse in greek mythology but it also looks like it has another part to it. Now in one myth he was born from the blood of a beheaded woman!! Forshadowing?
I could listen to Louis speak in his Nola accent ALL DAY. Jacob love you are killing it. HospiTAL
Another interesting thing-he is losing his French after only 5+ years?Something something about distancing himself from Lestat
Also I hope that Staten Island reference was a nod to our other favorite vamps who live in Staten Island
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my girl is a thief lol
"You tell me what it is to be a woman and Ill tell you what it is to be a woman " Ok COOK Claudia
Gauche!! our first looks and words from our coven!
Loumand keep repeating that they have been together 77 years . We get it babes. Daniel feels that way too. And the slight to Lestat-thats FORTY SEVEN more than he spent with him. So proud of that lol
THEY ARE DAMN NEAR SITTING ON TOP OF EACH OTHER!
Claudia and Louis really were damn baby birds. How the hell did they not sense these vampires stalking them in the open a few feet away lol
Louis little neck tie I cant!
Is that how you sell yourself yourself 🤝🏾A lie I told myself about myself
"Yeah" I like how both Louis and Armand later mimic Eric's voice saying it
"I don't know what I need- Maybe a new brain in my head" omg can they stop!! I do not want this!
My Louis is happy. Or at least not sad. And it looks good on him!
Claudia and Madeline's first interaction Its funny how its so antagonistic
I love how Claudia has PURPOSELY chosen to butcher the French accent. We see she can master languages and accents easily from their time in easter Europe. Another FU to Lestat. He would hate it lol
Why is Louis sooooo loopy in Dubai lol Is it the Sun? Is he fighting off the dead sleep? Something is up. Our young friends
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I was a rougher thing🤝🏾 I was and armored thing
WHERE are the BRAVE MEN I WAS PROMISED?!
This background blur perspective bro. Something is WRONG is this Armand fucking with us too
LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT (for amand at least) Im sick Louis looks scared shitless lol
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I LOVE that lavender dress especially without the caplet
SANTIBABY has arrived and I'm sat! That monologue! it rivals Jacobs confession booth!
I have a mighty need to cosplay him Im sorry
Louis looking lovingly at Claudia as she enjoys the theatre mirroring Louis lovingly looking at Lestat as he enjoyed the Opera. Kill me now
Louis thinking WHY DO YOU DO THIS SANTIAGO?
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Eglee being a astrology girly is so funny
Daniel KILLED me with his telenovella spiel
Vermouth and annihilation. Vermouth is said to tastes light, florally and even medicinal. Annihilation means complete destruction so aka Lestat tastes nasty lol. I wonder if Louis would agree. We cut from them quickly so...
Louis being surprised by Armand's tirst with the father and son!
I want to lick these two. We got to stay away from Estelle if we can😂
She felt their lust!oh man what was she feeling when Louis and Lestat were NM
Roget said :or maybe Lestat is sleeping" Does he know he is a vampire?! Has that knowlege been passed down through generations?
My Louis. I'm already in pieces
Sam bodied that letter reading. I fucking teared up.
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But why the Brad Pit Blowout . He got his hair did in pugatorty and we can tell
LesDot de Lioncoouuurrr Ok sir we get it.
"Lestat Lestat Lestat" Daniel too?! Lol
Danny can dish it but he can't take but alsoLouis please! Leave my grandpa alone
I love how the trailers really tricked us into thinking so much. I though the letter reading scene was a revisit of the Ms Lily threesome scene. I thought the after math scene was Danny somehow driving as wedge between Loumand but it was just Louis being pissed/upset at Daniel for making a joke of his pain. And i know so many others thought the same. We really don't know shit!
Amand is Alice truthers IDK but I think Armand was there. How was could he know what Alice was thinking
Louis falling asleep might as well be him calling Santiago a buffoon lol Persona non grata- a person not favored or welcomed.
And nooo I didn't get the bottom of the Beret look for Claudia correct for my cosplay. We didn't have a full shot so I took a guess. Oh well. She is wearing dark pants for her bottoms. I wonder why she is in pants? Have they become more fashionable/acceptable for women to wear in the 40's ? Or is she rebelling against the fashion of the time?
The way I was squirming and squeeling when we first saw this estate scene at nycc 2023. I was like" am I a loumand girlie now??" I can't deny they look good together and have amazing chemistry
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Another goddam beheading reference. What is this 4 now?!
My Dear American friend you are a horrible liar lol That little switch in Amands demeaner with DONT. Chills!
Louis please don't start pretending to fit in and like what these fiends are doing babes. He was so happy at the start of the episide but we leave him with a conflicted fake smile😞
This episode was WILD!I'm obsessed with the visual choices, the music choices, the jokes with the juxposition of these deeply dramatic moments. How is this all in one episode?! How did it not feel rushed with so much happening. It was brillant and has moved up to my 2nd favorite episode between both parts. I could never have predicted this tonal change. This is the best show around. I am cladia at the theatre- wide eyed and clapping furiously. Brava! Bravo!
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findyourrp · 1 year ago
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Please be 21+ to interact!!! ❤️
21+. She/Her. Looking for some various fandom roleplays. I'm only interested in canon x canon pairings. I have a strong preference for MxM ships, but I'm willing to do some FxF and MxF too. I like canon/canon divergent plots and write on Discord (third person, past tense, 200-400 words on average). I'm a sucker for romantic relationships and don't mind/encourage writing smut but with a healthy does of plot. I'll be sharing my strongest muses (the name on the left) for each and my greatest ship desires for them (the names on the right). I do have other muses, and I'm willing to discuss other ships. But, if you want me at my most enthusiastic, what I have listed is what I'm most interested in.
Doctor Who:
Eleventh Doctor - Jack, Rory, Clara
Fifth Doctor - Turlough, Ainley!Master
Fourteenth Doctor - Jack
Sixth Doctor - Ainley!Master
Tenth Doctor - Jack, Simm!Master
Fantastic Beasts Franchise:
Albus Dumbledore - Grindelwald, Theseus, Newt, Jacob
Theseus Scamander - Dumbledore, Grindelwald
Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon:
Beric Dondarrion - Thoros
Daemon Targaryen - Laenor, Criston, Otto, Rhaenyra (preferably before the 10-year time jump), Laena
Daenerys Targaryen - Margaery, Jaime, Jorah
Jaime Lannister - Bronn, Dany, Sansa
Margaery Tyrell - Dany, Sansa, Stannis, Joffrey
Petyr Baelish - Renly, Sansa
Roose Bolton - Stannis, Tywin, Sansa
Stannis Baratheon - Roose, Davos
Thoros - Beric
Tywin Lannister - Roose, Aerys II
Marvel:
Benjamin Poindexter - Ray, Matt, Karen
Bruce Banner - Tony, Natasha
Bucky Barnes - Zemo, Tony
Carol Danvers - Valkyrie
Eddie Brock - Venom, Wade, Andrew!Peter, Dan
Loki Laufeyson - Thor, Mobius, Grandmaster
Nathan Summers - Wade
Andrew!Peter Parker - Dane!Harry, Matt, Wade, Eddie, Tobey!Peter, Gwen
Ray Nadeem - Dex, Matt
Tony Stark - Bucky, Dr. Strange, Tom!Peter, Bruce
Wade Wilson - Eddie, Cable, Andrew!Peter, Comics!Peter, Dopinder, Colossus, Wolverine
Supernatural:
Arthur Ketch - Dean, Mick
Azazel - Sam, John
Chuck Shurley - Sam, Dean
Crowley - Dean, Bobby, Cas
Dean Winchester - Ketch, Crowley, Chuck, Benny, Lucifer, Garth
Lucifer - Dean, Sam, Nick
Mick Davies - Ketch, Sam
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Franchise:
Drayton Sawyer - Open to discussing whatever
Johnny Sawyer - Leland, Sonny, Julie
Nubbins Sawyer - Danny, Maria
Tex Sawyer - Open to discussing whatever
If you'd like to work something out, please message me (HIGHLY preferred) or like this post and I'll message you.
In either case, in your first message, please tell me about your writing style, what fandom(s) you were interested, and what ships you might be interested in or characters you were interested in writing against. I WILL NOT be responding to simple "I was interested in your ad" messages and other ones of that nature. 99% of the people who don't say much tend to eventually ghost me.
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rpsuperhighway · 6 months ago
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Muse Availability (for Horror Muses)
Aka, what muses of mine are OK to interact with horror (Horror movies, horror games, creepypastas, etc) muses and which ones aren't.
Bear in mind that if you can come up with a plot/general idea for your horror muse to interact with a muse on the "Should not" list, then feel free to hit me up cause I can make exceptions!
Also bear in mind that horror muses are not the same as muses that are just spooky and/or otherworldly, like the ghosts from Danny Phantom for example. Spooky muses are free game for every muse for the most part.
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Can Peep the Horrors
All of the Hoodie Boys (TM) (worldofedd)
All of the Toons (gcrdenview)
Amber
Blaze
Dorian
Evie
Jacob
Kenji
Shall not Peep the Horrors
Alice
Beryl
ENA
Kita
Scary Godmother
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redcreekfm · 6 months ago
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        𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐅𝐌  is  an  interactive  horror  &  mystery  roleplay  set  in  a  small  lakeside  town  full  of  dark  secrets  and  buried  truths  .  we’re  looking  for  fresh  faces  to  join  us  ,   including  wanted  faces  like  emilio  sakraya,  rachel  sennot,  havana  rose  liu,  drew  starkey,  danny  ramirez,  hunter  schafer,  manny  jacinto,  janelle  monae,  callum  turner,  devery  jacobs,  jonathan  daviss  &  gemma  chan. we’d love to have you join us here at red creek !
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