#john shim

[embryoed]

John Shim is such a loser like imagine being so obsessed with this one dude that you create all these psychological/philosophical scenarios just for him, hype up the idea of him joining your organization so much like you’re literally calling him the hero of your escape room death warehouse and giving him special treatment and irl plot armor, and offer him everything he could ever dream of only for him to say no and decide he’d rather die than keep living after everything you did to him like that’s so funny

[pockspocket]

Guys don't drink late at night with your therapist... you just might fall in love with him...

@jaythenugget 's mk oc, Shim, is on the left!

[badmovieihave]

Bad movie I have Plane 2023

[shimkongz04]

John Legend - All of me

Ricky & Taerae

[libraryofloveletters]

Sing It With Me

John Stones x Fem!Reader

Warnings: alcohol and the consumption of, the boys are so unhinged - especially john and kyle, ruben's in his vlogging era, sash are sooo over them, broken tables, terrible singing, jack and erling are attached at the hip per usual, reader is ready to go to bed and not deal with them, a few minor injuries.

Word Count: 834

Author's Note: I feel like this perfectly captures what the man city christmas parties would look like lmao

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John’s Christmas parties were famous for being crazy and unhinged, much like their host himself; because who else would end up drunk on a table, singing Christmas carols? 

John's Christmas party was famous amongst the Manchester City players; a night of fun, antics and plenty of booze.

Coincidently, your husband's ideal idea of a perfect night.

It was a week before Christmas and it's nearing 4am. "Are you sure you don't want to wait for him? You'll be alright to get home alone?" You asked Sasha, walking with her to the front door.

The woman nods, "he's not gonna leave anytime soon, I'd be shocked if he was home when I woke up."

Both you and Sasha knew how Jack was, his tendency to party outweighing his logical decisions.

You laughed, giving her a hug. "I'll keep an eye on him, keep him out of trouble. Let me know when you get home, yeah?"

"Of course," she smiles and you watch her walk to her car and get in before you shut the door and rejoin the group in the living room.

The boys who were left; Ruben, Jack, Erling and Kyle, were all drunk and giggling about who knows what. Your husband was pouring another round of shots when you dropped yourself on the couch next to Ruben.

"Tired?" He asks, his fingers tapping along his thigh to the beat of Last Christmas by WHAM that was playing quietly.

"Exhausted."

John comes in, tray in hand as he passes the shots around to the boys. He sits on the arm rest of the couch, his own arm around you. "Cheers! Happy Christmas!"

The seven of you messily attempt to tap your glasses together and down the shots.

At that very moment, it seemed as if the music had bitten your husband. He began singing terribly off key. You groan, slouching back into the couch. "Johnny, please.. don't start."

"Last Christmas I gave you my heart but the very next day you gave it away," he gets up, pointing to you as he sings.

Kyle jumps up from his spot, getting onto the coffee table. "This year, to save me from tears, I'll give it to someone special!" He shimmed along to the music and you can't help but laugh.

John joins his friend on the coffee table, the two of them dancing and singing along; it sounded more like screeching rather than singing. You assume it's the thought that counts.

Before you know it, Jack's up on the couch and singing too.

"Once bitten and twice shy. I keep my distance, but you still catch my eye." He does his little dance, hips popping from side to side.

It seems to have become the Manchester City musical in here because Erling gets up, tv remote in hand as a microphone when he too starts to sing. "Tell me baby, do you recognize me? Well, it's been a year, it doesn't surprise me!"

You roll your eyes, "oh my god."

"Y/n! Y/n! What do you think?" Ruben shouts from behind his phone, the flash on as he points to you - he decided to make a video of their lovely performance.

"It's fantastic, 10/10 truly."

Erling grabs John's arm, leaving Jack to bounce on the couch alone.

"It's not gonna hold, you guys. The table isn't meant for that many-" And before you could finish your sentence, and just as Ruben pans to them, there's a crack and the table collapses in on itself.

"Are you guys okay?" You're out of your seat as fast as they fall on each other.

"Erling!" Jack gets off the couch and helps his friend up.

Ruben is still standing there, phone in hand as he recorded all the chaos. You, on the other hand, help Kyle up and then pull John up off the floor.

It takes you a second to check all of them, making sure the broken glass and wood hasn't nicked them anywhere. Kyle slouched on the couch, Ruben was 'interviewing' him, asking him about his performance and what he thought of it.

Erling was sitting on the floor, his head on Jack's knee while Jack was trying to take a selfie of them.

John was lying on the floor still, next to the broken coffee table.

"I told you the table couldn't hold all of you." You tell them, coming back to put a bandaid on John's wrist. "It was fun though," John mumbles, his arm pulling you down onto his chest.

Kyle gives Ruben a shove, the Portuguese take that as a sign to stop recording. "I'll buy you a new table." Kyle mumbles, taking a sip of his beer that he had left next to the couch.

Technically, it was Erling who broke it, so..." You trailed off, looking at the man who was half asleep.

Erling gives you a thumbs up, "send me the link, I'll buy it."

You can't help but smile as you look around the living room; all you husband's teammates and closest friends were here, all drunk and sprawled out, chaotic as ever.

It's not the holidays without the chaos, is it?

[gothamite-rambler]

Someone asked me to do this with this song and I finally figured out how! Here that is... Three months later, sorry.

Spoiler (to a group of female heroes and crooks): Ladies, you know what I mean? And you know what you need and so does he. But does it happen?

Cheetah: Um...No.

Spoiler (ignoring Batman glaring at her): But does it happen?

Hawkgirl: No!

Spoiler (kicking her leg up for emphasis): Well, what we really need is a femininomenon.

The ladies: Femininomenon?

Superman: What's happening?

Spoiler (spinning her arm eagerly and pointing at the crowd): A what? Come on, say it with me because you know you want to.

Batman: Pushing my buttons. They keep doing this to me.

The ladies and Spoiler (matching her energy): A femininomenon!

Spoiler (playing music on her phone, singing): Hit it like rom-pom-pom-pom.

Spoiler tip toed over to Cheetah and the cat woman crossed her arms with a mischievous smile.

Cheetah: Get it hot?

Spoiler (shimming, singing as she went over to Ivy): Get it hot like Papa John.

Ivy (enjoying this and Batman being angry): Make a bitch.

Spoiler (singing happily): Make a bitch go on and on.

Hawkgirl and Wonder Woman (harmonizing): It's a fem.

Spoiler: It's a femininomenon.

Batman (holding his hand out): I already have to deal with Red Hood doing this. Give me the phone!

Spoiler stuck her tongue out while giggling. Batman attempted to swipe the phone away, but Spoiler ran eagerly while still singing.

Spoiler (using Green Arrow as a shield, singing): Hit it like. Hit it like rom-pom-pom-pom.

Harley: Get it hot!

Spoiler (smiling as she sung): Get it hot like Papa John.

Talia (of all people joining in): Make a bitch!

Spoiler (singing): Make a bitch go on and on-

Batman snatched the phone away and paused the music just as the beat was about to drop, but Green Lantern!Hal used his ring to snatch the phone back and passed it to Jessica Cruz.

Golden Glider (throwing her hands up): Didn't you hear her?

Spoiler (bouncing with giddiness): Play the fucking beat!

Jessica nodded and hit the play button and the ladies and hims joined in on singing and dancing together. Except for Batman who was exhausted and wanted his job to be taken seriously.

[swifty-fox]

Uuuuuuu. For the director's cut game...

Kitchen Sink. I think it's my fav.

Tell me:

a. anything you want about it. A fun fact, a commentary, fav scene. Whatever you wish.

b. What possessed you to write the "I didn't pay you" scene?? I walk down the street and think about that line sometimes. Hmm.

c. What did they try next from John's approved list of kinks?

Kitchen Sinkkkkk I am not ruling out more of that universe being written!!

a. Oh man. Let's see a fun fact about Kitchen Sink is that Gale is divorced in it! Him and Marge split after he decided to pursue professional domination. She just wasn't comfortable with it and even though they are friendly and amicable now it's a bit of a sore spot still. And of course my fave scene is the 'i didn't pay you'

b.

c.

You mean John's completely defunct kink list bc they go over it again in detail bc Gale is like I wanna Keep you. Probably some collars and leashes and more ornate bondage. Gale really does wanna ease him in before he put shim up on a st andrews cross or something

[celestiosapien]

There was a knock on Alex's window, but Rose doesn't wait for anyone to open it, shimming it open and entering.

"Alex!"

-🌹

@le4ves-1n-the-w1nd

Alex is sat in bed, legs tucked into her chest as she idly scrolls on her phone, letting those close to her know that's she's alright....well ok as she can be right now. John helped her sit up, and she dosnt dare move in fear something might snap and tear again, but she turns to rose with a smile

"Rose, my lovely, it's good to see you... you do know I have a front door, don't you?"

She gestures towards the vague direction of the door, a soft yet tired laugh leaving her lips

[embryoed]

More doodles !! (Paperback edition)

[swissmissficrecs]

Hi! This is a bit of a hail Mary, but I'm on the hunt for a Sherlock fic I read in 2011ish.

I unfortunately remember very little of the overarching plot, but John and Sherlock had to visit Sherlock's relatives for some reason. I don't recall if they were at a manor house or a B&B, but the only scene I remember with great clarity is Sherlock talking to John about how he broke into the neighboring room via shimming across the window sill, and he remarked that the relative in that room got better tea than he and John did. Specifically, John quipped that he got PG Tips.

I'm not really sure if it was a romance or not, but I believe it was.

Any help is appreciated! I'd really like to track this fic down!

Reply: I don't know this one but I'll put it out there in case anyone else recognizes it.

[vivianbernadetteaurora]

Eminem, every millennial favourite rapper 

Eminem got a lot of slack in his early days and was responsible. They believe the higher people as in. They believe that Eminem was responsible for drug use. Homosexuality hate, even though he performed with Elton John he was his best PR , if you want to come for Eminem like Machine Gun Kelly, you ain’t gonna win boy you’re always be a Stan.

Eminem was so influential to ask Millennials. We were raised on him, so many young lads bleached their hair because of Eminem. This is the thing with music, whatever genre you support or whatever it’s any type of different genres you’re gonna wear the attire of that genre because that is what you were support, and it’s also also built into you that that is who you are as a person that is your morals, that who who you are and shim, slim shady, I’m gonna post pictures of all the people he has come for in this songs, mainly his ex-wife His mother, Debbie, Paris Hilton, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, Marilyn Manson, Machine Gun Kelly, Will Smith, Chris Hatrick, Fred Durst Carson Daly. He is just a libra to another extreme. He’s a Sagittarius rising with an Aquarius moon and a libra, son Mars in libra , and a Venus in Virgo .

[year2000electronics]

Ok so what’s shimmer relationship like with the main cast like in the brotherhood au?

RUBS HANDS TOGETHER EVILLY. I ACTUALLY HAVE SOMETHING I WROTE A WHILE BACK ABT SHIM AND THE BROTHERS. HEHEHEHEHEEEE

i havent gotten to the outcasts Yet but. one day. i'll put it below the cut!!

“You probably don’t remember me, but-”

That was the first thing Shimmer had decided to say to baby Branch- no, it was just Branch now, wasn’t it? No matter how hard she looked at him, she could still only see the hopeful, gleaming eyes and the sweet smile as that kid she had come to briefly know so many years ago. It was a tough habit to kick- and the other members of the village clearly had a leg up on her with that.

“No, I remember you!” He replied, swinging his hands back and forth as the two of them walked through the village together. “Johnny doesn’t talk about you anymore, not really, but I remember going over to your pod!”

Shimmer tried her best not to seem too desperate for knowledge. Johnny? Her Johnny? Well- formerly hers. Not anymore? She knew it, he hated her, dammit, why did she come here-

“Oh, yeah? That so?” She laughed quietly. “Gosh, you’d make a mess of the place… you were so cute.”

“Yeah…” Branch said, looking off to the side. He was clearly quite a bit surprised, hearing someone talk about him through their sole memories of him being a baby. “It’s… been a long time since then, though.”

“I know, I know,” Shimmer assured quickly. “You’re all grown up now. And it makes me feel… very old.” She gave a laugh to shrug it off, but… it was true. Staring her in the face was the very sobering realization that it had been nearly two decades… Two decades since she had seen any of these people. And yet, somehow, despite Branch going from a baby to an adult…

…It felt like he had changed the least.

“Well- you don’t look very old,” Branch chirped. “Not to me.”

Shimmer looked back at him with a sort of sad smile, combing her hair out of her face.

“...You’re sweet, kid,” She mumbled. 

“No, really! You look Johnny’s age, and he’s not old, so… you’re not old either, right?” Branch grinned. He thought his logic was flawless, clearly. 

Shimmer snorted. “Is that how you see it?”

“Yup.”

Shimmer laughed, and decided to leave it at that. Branch’s peculiar little sense of humor did amuse her, to be sure. 

“So-” Shimmer asks after a bit of silence. “Do you mind if I ask you something, ah… a bit personal, kid?”

“Depends,” Branch said with a shrug. “What is it?”

“What was it like? Growing up here, I mean,” Shimmer asked.

Branch paused for a moment, to think about it. He looked up at the sky, down at the ground, every which way, except at her.

“Normal, I guess?” He shrugged. “We’re safe here, and I had my brothers. I don’t know what else a guy could want.”

Shimmer supposed she should have expected an answer like that. Of course Branch would see everything as deceptively normal. From the time she spent at the village, she didn’t exactly discover any blood sacrifices or chaos magic rituals happening behind closed doors or anything, and even though John and his brothers had morphed into slightly mythic figures, they weren’t referred to as His Holiness or anything. 

“Guess so,” Shimmer replied. “I was just… gone for so long, I’ve been curious, I suppose. About all the changes.”

“There aren’t that many,” Branch mumbled.

“No?”

“No.”

That’s what Branch’s mouth said. But his eyes told a different story. 

—---------------------- 

Shimmer sat down in Bruce’s pod, staring him down. 

His hand automatically moved to grab some matchmaker’s tarot cards when Shimmer lowered it before he could.

He glanced up at her, confused.

“Don’t,” She grunted. “I’m not here for that. I don’t even want to know.”  The sooner she could stop Bruce from doing the matchmaking thing, the better. There was a whole nest of hornets there- and whatever he said about her “potential prospects” would just remind her that a part of her never moved on from John Dory. 

“Then-” Bruce furrowed his brow, leaning back. “What are you here for?”

Shimmer gave him a surprised glance. “For you. Is that so hard to believe?”  

Bruce scoffed, leaning on one of his hands as he pressed his elbow onto the table. “Usually people come to the matchmaker’s pod because they want their match made, miss Shimmer. And yet, here you are, asking for me and not even wanting a match while you’re here! I think that makes you the strange one.”

Shimmer groaned. “Neither of us are strange, Bruce, don’t play this game with me-” 

Bruce laughed. “Oh, man- I did miss this. How is it that I’m always able to get under your skin?”

“I don’t know, you little devil-” Shimmer snorted. She cleared her throat, combing some hair out of her face. “But- that’s the only part that feels like it hasn’t changed, after all this time. What’s someone like you doing with a job like… this?”

Bruce frowned. “Are you trying to imply this isn’t a real job? The village won’t like that.”

Shimmer furrowed her brow, putting a hand up. “That’s not what I said. I mean- this job feels so prestigious. And everyone I asked about you immediately followed ‘Bruce’ up with ‘The matchmaker’. Doesn’t that… bother you at all?”

“Would it really matter if it did?” Bruce said with a shrug. 

“I mean-!” Shimmer gave an exasperated sigh. “I… I just want to understand. Everyone here is used to this, used to you all being leaders, I was just…” She shrugged. “I guess I was just hoping an old friend might be able to help me stop sticking out like a sore thumb.”

Bruce frowned, studying Shimmer’s face and body language. She seemed to be sincere, though her pride clearly held her back from just straight-up begging. And he did feel quite a bit bad for her… it was true that Bruce and Shimmer had been pretty close back when he was Spruce, and back when Shimmer was “JD’s girl”. They got on each others’ nerves endlessly, but that was almost part of the charm.

…He could use something like that again, perhaps. Nowadays, the only teasing he could get away with was either to Baby Branch or doing something so subtle to JD and Floyd that most other people shouldn’t be able to notice. 

“...Being a matchmaker is fine,” Bruce began to speak. “I’m rarely ever wrong, I’ll have you know. People trust me, and I like that. It feels… good to be trusted, I guess.”

He took out a tarot card from his deck, studying it. “I mean- I’m trusted for manners of romance, friendship, intimacy… But nobody is puttin’ pressure onto me to be a leader. In a way, I guess… I’ve got the best job in town.” 

“Still,” Shimmer said quietly. “I wouldn’t mind hanging out with Bruce-the-man instead of Bruce-the-matchmaker. If you can bear taking some time off your busy schedule.”

Bruce tilted his head noncommittally. “I’ll think about it. Gotta keep up appearances, y’know. That’s a big part of everything.” 

“I guess,” Shimmer half heartedly agreed. “Not that I’d know.”

“It’s good that you don’t,” Bruce replied, an oddly soft tone in his voice. So soft that Shimmer dare not toe the line and ask him to elaborate on that. Her absence of a question, though, left the two of them sitting in the candlelit room in silence.

“...So what’s the story behind the new name?” Shimmer asked to break it.

“Eh,” Bruce waved a hand casually. “I wanted a reinvention.”

Shimmer paused, mulling that over. “It suits you,” She said, finally. 

“Thanks,” Bruce smirked. He held up a hand, tilting it towards her. Between his fingers was a tarot card.

“Hey! I thought I told you not to do the matchmaking thing!” Shimmer protested with a frown.

“Relax, miss Shimmer,” Bruce replied coyly. “This one’s just about your social standing.” 

She took the card from him, studying it- oh. It was The Star.

“It means renewal,” Bruce said simply.

—--------------------------

“Morning, Floyd. I’d apologize for interrupting but I feel like that ship’s sailed already,” Shimmer grunted, going to sit on a mat near where Floyd was meditating.

He cracked an eye open, glancing over at her. “...Shimmer,” He said with a simple nod.  

She began stretching her legs, grunting every so often- this type of stuff didn’t come as easy to her as she wanted it to. 

“...Why did you come back?” Floyd asked bluntly. That made Shimmer stop in her tracks, glancing over at the younger troll with a befuddled look on her face.

Floyd put his hands up in a gesture of false surrender. “I don’t mean it like that! Don’t misunderstand! It’s just… one doesn’t just wander back into a place like this without reason.”

“Well- it’s home,” Shimmer admitted, bending down to touch her toes. “I was feeling… disoriented. Like I had lost myself. I didn’t know where else to go, so… I came back home.”

“Yeah, sure, but… you said it yourself. This place has changed. So, I guess, a better question would be… what made you stay?” Floyd asked as he bent himself into a different position. His tone was casual and calm, but there was a certain hunger in his eyes that let Shimmer know that he was very invested in this line of conversation. 

Shimmer’s mouth went dry. That… that was a good question. Especially since Floyd was playing a bit of a dangerous game, where she would make a major social faux pas if she wasn’t careful- Floyd was implying that someone coming to the village and staying there was strange. Of course, it was a perfectly safe place, but Shimmer knew she and Floyd both could feel the gated-community vibe of the village where nobody ever comes in and nobody ever comes out. She counted herself damn lucky that they even let her in at all. 

“...I suppose I’d say- it’s because some part of this place didn’t change,” Shimmer mumbled. 

“Really?” Floyd asked, stretching one of his legs to the sky.

“Really. That’s what keeps me here… I think. It’s all very confusing, this new village stuff, but when I look at all my old friends here… I guess I can’t help but see the boys I used to know,” Shimmer bashfully said as if she was admitting a crime. 

“So you really believe that…” Floyd said quietly. “And- is it the same with me?”

“Sure it is,” Shimmer said, rolling over to be on her stomach as she grabbed one of her legs. “You were always the one who sat in the back, weren’t you? Just… watching. Soaking it all in. I still see a lot of that in you today. With Branch and Bruce, too, the more I talk to them, the more I realize there’s still parts of you I’ve met before.”

She sighed. “Stupid, I know.” 

“No, I don’t think it’s stupid at all…” Floyd replied. “I… I think it’s kinda nice, actually.” 

He smiled, looking up at the roof of the large cave they called home. He let the moment sit for a bit.

“Sometimes… I don’t really feel like that boy anymore. I don’t feel like I was ever him at all. It’s… confusing, I guess,” Floyd said at last.

“Ugh, tell me about it-” Shimmer grunted, stretching out another one of her joints. “I was looking at an old poster of myself yesterday, and it was like- who WAS she?” 

Floyd gave a gentle little laugh. “I guess we’re more alike than we thought, then. It’s… nice.”

“I don’t get to talk to people much about this stuff,” Floyd continued. “Me, Johnny and the others try to be strong… for the village. So- it just… doesn’t come up.”

Shimmer gave him a nervous glance. “I’m not stepping over a line, am I? You’d tell me if I broke some sort of village rule. You would. Right?”

“Calm down,” Floyd squeaked desperately. “You’re fine.” 

Shimmer sighed. “Sorry… sorry. It’s just-”

“A lot, yeah,” Floyd finished. “That’s the village for you.”

—-------------------------

Shimmer was never sure if it was her place to mourn Clay or not. She had known him once, but at the same time, that was a long time ago. Was it illogical that she felt like she didn’t deserve to mourn him like his brothers did? Maybe. But she couldn’t change how she felt.

Still, that wouldn’t stop her from leaving some lily-of-the-valleys near his memorial spot every now and again. 

“Sorry I missed you, Clay,” She murmured. “I would have liked to have gotten to know who you grew into.”

—---------------

Shimmer wasn’t looking forward to this. She wasn’t looking forward to any of this. In fact, she had taken extreme, deliberate steps to avoid this from happening.

But what she hadn’t accounted for was bumping into John Dory on his stupid shitty morning walk, DAMMIT- 

He dusted himself off, clearly taking on a facial expression that was preparing for an apology, only for him to realize exactly who it was he had bumped into. Right- the troll he hadn’t talked to since he initially told the village to let her in.

Oh, yeah.

Also, his ex. 

“...Shimmer,” He was the first one to cut through the silence as he looked up at her, adjusting his scarf. “You look… well.”

Shimmer scoffed, looking away. “You and I both know that’s a gross exaggeration.”

John frowned as she looked away. That caught her eye. She coughed, immediately trying to steer the ship of a conversation back on topic. Much as this was her old flame… this guy was also someone she clearly didn’t want to get on the bad side of. Best not to get… too testy.

“But- other than looking like I rolled out of bed basically every day, I’ve been-” She sighed. “Fine. How about… you? How- uh- how have you been?” 

John Dory blinked once or twice, not expecting her to turn the question back on him. “Me? Oh, yes, I’ve been great, as usual. Never a bad day here in the village. Heh. You haven’t… been having any trouble, have you? I know the villagers can get a bit testy with… ‘new’ people.”

Shimmer shook her head no, folding her arms. “No, it’s been fine. Just… just fine.”

“Good… and you’ve been behaving too… right?” He said- although his tone was light as a feather, he knew the underlying meaning in what he said- here was a girl he had been close with before she disappeared- She could drag him back down to feeling mortality, be so casual with him in a way he hadn’t felt from anyone besides his brothers in years- and if she wanted to disprove his lie, he’d have to put whatever feelings he still had for her aside. For the sake of the village.

“You think so low of me, John,” Shimmer scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Yes, I’ve been behaving. I’m a guest here- guests follow the host’s policies, and they’re thankful. That’s how I was raised.”

“Good!” JD chirped. “I wasn’t too worried about that,” He lied. It slipped naturally off his tongue as smooth as butter. 

Shimmer paused, looking him up and down some more. He looked at her looking at him, waiting to see her reaction and cautiously preparing for it.

“...It’s a bit of a different look for you, I’ll admit, but… I don’t hate it,” Shimmer spoke with a shrug. “The red looks nice.”

John laughed, flicking an earring. “Ahhh- thank you. It does, doesn’t it? I’ll admit, your look was a bit surprising, too. You’ve really changed, I almost didn’t-”

He paused, not wanting to finish the sentence… but Shimmer knew what he was going to say.

I almost didn’t recognize you. 

She knew that’s what he wanted to say, because she thought it when she first saw him.

Jeez, what were they? They used to be a teen hot couple, the poster boy and poster girl for puppy-love… But here she was, a disgraced pop troll who couldn’t sing… and there he was. The hero and saviour of an entire village. 

It was more obvious to her now than it was to her than that him even noticing her at all was… nothing but a stroke of luck. A fluke. There he was, brilliant, important, in control… And then there was her. A total mess. A flop. She felt like an intruder in the village, and now, being face-to-face with JD only made things worse. In every other brother, she saw that past part of them she once knew, but with John, she felt like she was only reminded of her own insecurities, her own failings. 

She swerved past him, eyes firmly trained onto the ground.

“I’ll get out of your way, John,” She mumbled half-heartedly, trying to just put a miserable end to the conversation and stop her mind from attacking herself so loudly. But as soon as she started walking, she found herself unable to keep going. Locked around her arm was none other than JD’s hand. She glanced back, looking at him in confusion.

“Wait,” He started. “...Come over to my pod sometime. You, ah, need to update me more on how you’re settling in. Yes. As the village leader… it’s part of my responsibilities, y’know? So- don’t leave me hanging.”

Shimmer’s breath caught in her throat. She hated the idea of seeing him more, and yet, the fact that he had requested her presence specifically… It made her heart skip a beat. 

“...Sure, yes,” She replied quietly.

She expected John to let her go at this point, but he kinda just kept staring at her in silence for a while. Somehow, she found herself staring back.

“...I’ve missed you,” He confessed with a breathy whisper. 

Shimmer tried to muster back a reply, but words failed her. She tried again, and again-

“I didn’t even think that was possible,” She finally said back. 

[vahsaw]

I updated my list of movies I watched and loved in alphabetical order:

12 Years a Slave (2012) DIR. STEVE MCQUEEN

45 Years (2015) DIR. ANDREW HAIGH

About Dry Grasses (2024) DIR. NURI BILGE CEYLAN

Aftersun (2022) DIR. CHARLOTTE WELLS

Alcarras (2023) DIR. CARLA SIMON

Annihilation (2018) DIR. ALEX GARLAND

Anatomy of a Fall (2023) DIR. JUSTINE TRIET

Arrival (2016) DIR. DENIS VILLENEUVE

A Quiet Place (2018) DIR. JOHN KRASINKI

Black Swan (2010) DIR. DARREN ARONOFSKY

Blue is the warmest color (2013) DIR. ABDELLATIF KECHICHE

Blue Valentine (2010) DIR. DEREK CIANFRANCE

Brokeback Mountain (2005) DIR. ANG LEE

Burning (2018) DIR. LEE CHANG-DONG

Carol (2015) DIR. TODD HAYNES

Close (2023) DIR. LUKAS DHONT

Dallas Buyers Club (2013) DIR. JEAN-MARC VALLÉE

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[1-800-teax]

Confessions

Jj Maybank x reader

Based on Season 1 Episode 3

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"Stealing drones makes you hungry." Kie says as John B pulls up to The Wreck.

Jj slides open the door of the twinkie gesturing me to get out first.

I hop out of the twinkie feeling overwhelmed with hunger.

"What I would do to have a beer and shrimp and grits right now." Jj says hopping out after me.

"It would not be pretty." Pope responds hopping out after Jj.

"That sounds heavenly." I moan out waiting for everyone else to exit the twinkie.

We all enter The Wreck, Kie going to talk to her dad and me and the boys making our way to the back of the restaurant.

The boys are looking down at some people's food to which I slap their arms to get their attention away from it.

I look up and notice Kie and her dad looked over at us.

Pope and John B wave, I sent a polite smile while gently nudging Jj to which he sent a small peace sign in response.

"Sit down." Kie says after a second with an eye roll.

We all let out and breath and hurriedly make our way to the table besides the couple to sit down.

We all started munching as soon as food starts to hit our table.

I throw fries into Jj's mouth, John B and Pope are stuffing their mouth with fries while Kie is pouring cups of water for us.

Soon enough the restaurant was empty as we all ate and listen to the music blaring out of the speakers.

Kie motions with her fingers for John B to dance with her, he reluctantly decides to join her and they start to dance.

I laugh watching as they dance before I notice the sad look on Pope's face.

My smile drops slight and I take that as my cue to get up and walk towards him with a new smile on my face.

He gives me a small smile, fake smile before going back to his food.

"Come on." I say in a sing-song voice.

I grab his hands and pull him to where John B and Kie are dance slightly shimming my shoulders to the beat.

A small slowly made its way onto Pope's face as we dance together.

I release a laugh as he spins me out and back into his chest.

I pull away from his chest and go to take his hands in mine when suddenly I feel Jj push past me while angrily walking out of the restaurant.

Everyone looks at me with confusion written across their faces.

I shrug my shoulders and say, "I'll go talk to him."

I walk out of The Wreck hurriedly to try and catch up to Jj's fast pace.

"Jj! Jj wait up." I call out to him.

He continues to walk not paying me any mind.

"Jj! Stop! What's wrong?" I shout stopping.

Jj finally stops and turns abruptly.

“Why do you have to dance with him?" he asks angrily.

"I-" I start to say before Jj cuts me off.

"Y/n, I love you. Okay? I am so in love with you. Since the day you moved here and became a part of the pogues. I don't like to see you with anyone else but me. I always want you around, because." He starts out angrily but drifts off to take a deep breath.

"Because you make me feel normal, you make me feel loved, you make me feel like I don't have a shitty dad. And I don't wanna lose that, I don't wanna lose you. Okay? And I understand if you like Pope, it's fine he's a great guy. Why would you wanna be with someone as fucked up as me anyway? Right?" Jj says letting out a broken sob at the end.

I felt tears splashing my cheeks as I start to say, "Jj, I love you too. I always have and I don't like Pope like that. I want you, I wanna protect you from your shitty dad and everything else from this world."

I make my way towards him and he pulls me into a hug.

We hold each other close, scared to let each other go and face the fact that this may very well be a dream.

I gently pull away from him and it’s as if we both realize that this is real, we both break out into smiles.

I give him a wide smile and wipe his tears with the pads of my thumbs.

"I love you so much." I say right before Jj smashes his lips onto mine.

Shock took over my body for a few seconds before my brain caught up causing me to close my eyes and kiss him back.

My hands hold onto his arms as his hands caress my face.

Soon enough we both start running out of air, we both pull away reluctantly and widely smile at each other.

“We-, we have to keep this between us, because no pouge on pouge macking. Okay?” I tell him.

“Anything you want, baby.” He says with love sick eyes and a dazed voice.

I giggle and kiss him again.

We make sure to clean any traces of tears from our faces before walking back to The Wreck both hand in hand.

"Uh oh, look whos back." John B cheers as he sees Jj and I walk back into the restaurant hand in hand.

"What happened, dude? You ok?" Kie asks Jj.

"I'm good." Jj replies smiling down at me.

I smile back and drag him to sit down while I sit on the seat next to him throwing a fry into John B's mouth.

We all cheer and went back to normal as John B catches the fry in his mouth.

[mamanbou]

inferences about the escape room webtoon presented in no particular order for nobody but myself

1. Sean is undiagnosed autistic, very bad at masking, and a relatively normal guy who just never had a support system or the tools to understand himself

2. Sean's parents gave him up for adoption and he met Brian at the orphanage. They were the only two kids their age who were there until they were 18. Don't have proof, but I'm certain it's true.

3. Heather is undiagnosed autistic and masks like breathing and is also a genuinely evil person, which is unrelated

4. Heather had very wealthy parents who gave her everything she wanted but were physically and emotionally absent most of the time

5. Heather did genuinely like (probably even loved) Sean but those feelings intermingled with her self loathing and imminent death to a point where it's extremely reductive to view her final actions as purely or even primarily out of love. It was more like a desperate projection of all her own selfish desires onto somebody who actually had a chance to enact them.

6. Sean and Heather loved each other so much but the closer they became, the less they truly saw each other. In s1 they shared a distaste/mutual acknowledgement of scumbaggery, and by s4 they had both effectively mythologized each other in their heads as paragons of human goodness. By that point both of them had been stripped down so thoroughly that the only thing that mattered was the unique bond they shared. Truly fearsome delusion. "Because you changed my world and allowed me to experience connection for the first time, the world must benefit more from your presence than mine." They were perfect together

7. John Shim wanted Sean carnally in ways none of us could fathom, least of all Shim himself

8. The only person named in Shim's last will & testament was Sua, who was shocked to learn she was his "best friend". She inherited literally all of his personal assets. And sold all of them as quickly as possible.

9. Heather probably would be bi if she were a completely different person but due to her disorders she was fundamentally unable to see other women as anything but competition. Never full people let alone objects of desire or love. But having her death mirror the death of a girl she drove to suicide, and having her choose that death over accepting a lifeline from a different girl who was in love with her? That, too, is yuri

10. Sean died never having kissed anyone which is crazy because he spent the last couple months of his life surrounded by people who were obsessed with him