#no no nobody is romantic with the racoon

[simmingnate]

Our ladies in all their felt, fur, and faux-fur finery take their seats at the interrogation table, while Johnny tries not to have a panic attack.

And now, the questioning shall commence!

"OK, I'll try and smile through my discomfort, and let's begin our interrogation…

What is the WEIRDEST thing about YOU?"

RACOON: Well, I didn't have a date to prom, so I dressed my cow up in a top hat and danced all night in the barn with her. It was quite romantic actually!

LOBSTER: Honestly? That nobody has locked this down yet! I'm such a catch… and in this outfit, I'm the catch of the day!

BUNNY: The weirdest thing? Hmm, probably that I can turn my head almost 360 degrees if I glitch just right.

YETI: In my teens, I dabbled in satanism.

"What? A girl can't have a hobby? Harnessing the powers of female puberty to summon a centuries-old demonic force with two of your closest friends is a rite of passage! Everyone's done it at least once! You think all we do a sleepovers is braid each other's hair? Think again!"

GERBIL: Everyone tells me it's 'weird' that I like to warm my salads up in the microwave before I eat them - I love my lettuce lightly wilted!

GNOME: I shave my face every morning. It's great for exfoliation, but I do also have a very light, downy, FEMININE (!!!) beard.

"Well this has sure been enlightening! These ladies are a bunch of FREAKS! And I love it! Really makes me feel a lot better about all of my idiosyncrasies. Oh, I have to answer too? Um… well, that chicken thing I told you earlier is pretty weird…"

[mistress-of-malevolence]

Alright, they might change as the show goes on and we get more info but here we go.

Everyone/ all drone kind🌌

-everyone is ace! It doesn't make sense to me for the robots to have a sex drive, their species reproduces asexually already and they don't have genitals anyway.

-Khan's colony is not the only one. The workers were on copper-9 to mine the planet for recorces, but with all the houses and recreational places I think it's safe to say that people just lived there as civilians too, seeing as workers were also used as maids/butlers that means that the population of drones was probably way more than a couple thousand. We've seen the corpse tower and we don't technically know how big the main bunker is, but I think that there's probably several other groups scattered around the planet, possibly unaware of eachother.

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V❣️

-im a little bit on the fence about this, but part of me really likes the idea of V being aro, but the other really likes VxLizzy.

-i haven't really decided but I'm thinkin' maybe half queer-platonic half romantic. Idk man.

-obviously something happened that drastically changed V's personally from when she was a worker to a disassembly drone, to the point that they almost feel like completely different people sometimes. I think that V and N's puppy love was cute but after whatever happened happened I think it's safe to say that ship sailed.

-it low-key breaks my heart to say it but I don't think she even see's him as a friend.

-was close to some degree with J, maybe it was just mutual respect between killers/coworkers.

-listens to insane clown posse.

-her favorite color is pink. Why? Cuz I said so.

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Thad💚

-idk why but I feel like he's pan. He just seems like he could vibe with anyone.

-friends with literally everyone but I mean that's just canon.

-childhood friends with Lizzy, never once felt attracted to one another.

-he's single but not necessarily looking.

-mans got the confidence to show up to prom alone and starts breakdancing for a crowd. I STAN.

-always thought there was something a little off about doll but didn't want to judge Lizzy's choice in company too harshly.

-lives with his mom, but she's usually busy with work so he doesn't see her often.

-has a younger sibling. Is a very good big brother.

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Lizzy🌸

-lesbian but oh wait that's already canon too.

-both parents are dead but she never knew them so it's less of a big deal to her.

-was practically raised by Thad's mom. Thinks of her as an aunt.

-never actually dated doll, but they did have something of a friend's with benefits situation.

-what does that imply when I've already said that everyone is ace? Easy, unprotected hand holding and kisses.

-loves a woman that will actually just kill her.

-for that reason she will actually acknowledge Uzi. She's still not hot enough for her to think of her like that but she exists.

-cat person, always wanted one.

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Uzi💜

-her favorite anime is attack on titan.

-mourns her sick-ass railgun every day and uses all her spare time in-between school and fixing the landing pod to try and make a new/better one.

-baby crush on all her friends (literally just Thad and N now that I think about it), she's just not used to people being nice to her and doesn't know how to handle it.

-she might just be the tiniest bit love starved, but at the same time not sure how to accept it when offered.

-shes giving slight demi-girl vibes. Like I'm thinking she uses she/her but likes they/them too.

-her crush on N grows stronger by the day, but I'm not sure if he feels the same yet.

-undiagnosed ADHD.

-a feral racoon at heart 💕

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N💛

-also love starved, maybe even a bit touch starved.

-its not easy being a mutant monster death machine when you've got a heart as big as his.

-so much love to give and nobody who seems to want it. That is, until he found Uzi and Thad.

-Uzi can be a little rough around the edges but he can tell she likes having him around, and that means alot to him.

-and Thad's the coolest. N actually kinda looks up to him (in a metaphorical sense of course).

-love languages are definitely touch and words of affirmation.

-total cuddle bug when Uzi let's him and overall gives out alot of hugs to his friends.

-everyone except V. He has learned his lesson...

-has thought about Uzi in a romantic light before and isn't sure how to feel about it. Mostly he feels scared by the idea, and by the fact that he doesn't hate it.

-autistic✨

-like, c'mon. You can't look at that bean and tell me with a straight face that he's nero typical.

-very warm but only comfortably so.

-the gate guard that he gave that sorry picture too is his father figure. A delightful headcanon that I got from a fanfic called "I've got a dad now too!" By InspiredDragonWriter on Ao3.

-likes stuffed animals and had a collection until J started making fun of him for it.

-now that she's gone, maybe he'll start collecting again.

-back when they were workers, he actually saw J as a moody older sister, since she wasn't as mean back then. But after they became disassembly drones, she was nothing but a harsh bully. Still the memory of his kinda mean yet caring older sister prevented him from hating her completely.

-though his memory was all bits and pieces, he could never quite shake the feeling that she had always been looking out for him in the past.

-even at the bitter end he didn't doubt that.

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J✿⁠ 

-she didn't remember anything from when she was a worker.

-the day she became a disassembly drone it was like all the empathy had been drained from her body, and she hadn't had much to begin with.

-all that remained was her hate and dissatisfaction for her comrades and fierce loyalty to the company.

-before any of that though, she hadn't hated N or V at all. She cared about them, even if she had a hard time showing it.

-N was like a dumb little brother. Not the kind she wanted to protect but the kind that you wanted to toughen up so that he could take care of himself.

-of course it wasn't always tough love, sometimes he just genuinely annoyed her.

-never liked physical touch and wasn't much of a words of affirmation person either.

-her love language was more acts of service.

-and since no one else is gonna say it... She's autistic too.

-girl had a whole monologue prepared for when she finally would be able to destroy the worker colony, she swears with buzzwords, total theatre kid don't lie. She is nero divergent.

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Khan🚪

-has a hard time being around Uzi since she reminds him so much of Nori.

-deep regret for leaving Uzi to die and is trying to be better.

-little bit of self hatred. For flavor.

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And that's all I really got, hope you like em!

I would like to hear your nurder drones head canons :3 go cray cray wit it

[rusalnaia]

A Concept: Pet Names or Luffy 'gets around'

There's a fight and Luffy and Nami tag team the villain. When Nami taps out she says 'Thanks, hun'. A marine spy takes note

Sanji slingshots Luffy to an enemy ship 'Careful out there, mon chéri.' Loose tongues start wagging in the nearest bar.

Luffy covers Franky's back while he loads up for the next attack. 'Appreciate it, darlin.' Bandits report to local gangs.

Robin holds Luffy back after a drunkard makes a lewd comment. 'They're not worth it, dear.' Hands appear on the man and a rumor starts with a very high pitched voice in a doctor's office.

Zoro swims back to the ship with Luffy on his back. 'Thanks, Zoro.' 'Any time, babe.' Whispers start to reach Marine Headquarters.

Usopp carries Luffy away from a battlefield. 'It's okay. We're all fine, love.' Garp laughs 'Of course he is! He's my grandson, after all!'

Brook tucks in Luffy, having fallen asleep on watch again. 'Sweat dreams, beloved.' A slow, peaceful song carries over the seas and reaches the ears of many. Word reaches Shanks and another party is called for.

Chopper climbs into Luffy's bed, startled awake by another nightmare. He snuggles into his chest and Luffy was an arm around him. Chopper sleepily mumbles 'Goodnight, Heroman' Somewhere Sengoku is getting a headache. He doesn't know why yet.

Finally. Finally Marine Headquarters has it figured out.

Or just give me fuckin poly strawhats where nobody else can figure out who's romantically involved and who's just platonic.

Except Shanks. He knows.. Shanks is the only one who knows.

@dragmakihiveka

[malyen0retsev]

i really don’t think there is another friendship in media that makes me feel so seen as steve and robin’s friendship. my best friend is my favourite person in the world, the one i trust with shit i trust nobody else with, the person i get into the most chaotic, unreasonable, moronic situations with, and it drove me mad when we were teenagers how nobody seemed to understand we were so so close without being romantically involved. he’s my platonic soulmate. and every time i find guy-girl platonic friendships in media, i snaffle them away like a little trash racoon, but no friendship on screen has ever ever emulated what me and my best friend have quite like robin and steve. i look at them and i just see us. and i love it i love it so so much, teenage me needed them, and 20s me is glad i have them now

[girl-next-door-writes]

Missing

Characters: Dean x reader

Summary: Dean had pushed away the love of his life, believing it was the right things to do, believing he was saving her, but all these years later she is still that voice in his head. Is it too late and is the damage irreparable?

Word Count: 1336 words

Prompt: Missing by King and Country

A/N: This is the prize for the wonderful @doctorlilo who was one of my reblog draw winners.

The cabin wasn’t anything special, just a shelter out in the middle of a wood, but in the back of his mind he could hear your voice talking about the potential of the shack, always the first to see the positive in a situation, no matter how impossible it may seem. One of the steps up to the porch was rotted through, and it looked as if a family of possums or racoons might have set up home underneath there, but the place looked solid enough for now.

The door creaked open, and the musty smell hit him in the face. Taking a few steps inside he smiled as Eileen commented on the odour and began opening shutters and windows to air the place out, Sammy hot on her heels. Dean looked around the main area of the cabin, the ancient looking sofa, covered with a god-awful crochet blanket that was hiding who knows what stains beneath it, the empty fireplace, the small kitchen area, and a hallway leading to the two bedrooms and the bathroom. It was clear that nobody had been here for quite some time, thick layers of dust rested on every surface, and as Dean tossed his bag onto the sofa, a plume of undetermined dirt rose from the old cushions.

“Hey, tiger, just think about how romantic it will be once that fire gets going.” There was your voice again, and he frowned. He seemed to hear you more now, almost as much as when you’d first left. Perhaps it was seeing Sammy all loved up, seeing that it might just be possible to live this life and have love. Or maybe it was the time of year, the leaves changing colour, the crisp air, the sense of the world falling asleep to start all over again in the spring. Hell, Dean didn’t know what it was, he only knew that the ache in his chest had been worse lately, and there was nothing he could do about it.

The place had needed to be cleaned thoroughly, but now, as the sunlight was fading, and his brother and Eileen were busy preparing something delicious in the tiny kitchen, Dean stood tending the fire. He had managed to get quite a blaze going and he stood, with poker in hand, a soft smile on his lips, proud of his handiwork. But then another fire swam to the forefront of his memory. The one Sammy had been too late to stop. Images of you and him curling up in the heat, the edges crinkling and dissolving. Each photograph holding a memory of the two of you, melting away, just like your relationship. He had wiped a tear from his cheek, his eyes stinging. Dean could almost convince himself it was the side-effect of the smoke burning his eyes rather than the truth, that this was a funeral pyre for the relationship he could not save, the one he had taken a shotgun too long before you had even realised. He had thought burning those memories would bring him some peace, some escape from you, but he couldn’t tear his own traitorous heart out and toss it on there with the rest. His love for you remained, just as your voice stayed resolutely in his head.

It was his own fault, of course it was. One conversation, that was all it had taken, and that little seed of doubt had been planted, the steady drip, drip, drip of uncertainty turning him colder towards you as he tried to protect himself, protect you. Hunters don’t survive. That was what he’d always been told, what he’d seen. To keep you by his side was dangerous and he was risking your life for his own selfish reasons. Chuck had sat with him, in the bunker all those years ago, and talked about other universes, other ways things could have panned out for all of you. He had spoken about a potential world where the two of you had never met, posited that you could have been married with kids by now, spending your time doing a job you loved where you weren’t fighting for your life every day. A world of light and happiness, rather than this life of shadow and snatched moments of contentment. Dean had always known you were too good for him, and those words, thrown into existence so casually, had etched themselves onto his heart, causing the love he had for you to wither under the onslaught of his own fear. A secret fear that he carried with him in silence as he attempted to extricate his life from yours. The memory hurt like a knife being twisted in his chest. He had been so focused on what might happen that he had missed the reality of the situation, missed that you were, and always had been, on his side.

Now, sitting on the rug in front of the fire as the wind howled outside, it wasn’t the fear he remembered most, wasn’t the frustration and the anger, the arguments, it was the way you made him feel. You had always made him feel like he was enough, even when he was pushing you away, you loved him. You called him out on it. You understood. A thousand others wouldn’t, they would have told him to go fuck himself and walked out that door, but you would just tilt your head and take his hand. There were a million things about you that he had loved, that he still loved. You were beautiful, inside and out, and the light in his darkness. Everything he could ever need was right there in front of him when you smiled, and even the memory of those moments set his heart racing, knowing that smile was just for him.

You had captured his attention from the first moment he met you, and held it long after you had gone. The past few years, things had gotten even more insane, and everything was so dark. He supposed the darkness had always been there, but the absence of your light had allowed it to creep in, to surround him. The despair he tried to keep locked away was leaking into his every thought, and if he hadn’t had Sammy then… he really didn’t want to think about how things might have ended up.

There were so many things he wished he could have told you, so much left unsaid, so much he longed to take back. All that pain and suffering he had put you through, thinking he deserved to feel that torture and not realising you would be feeling every twist of the same heartache. Why did he not tell you how he felt more? Why had he not told you how beautiful you were and how much he loved you at every opportunity?

Dean was so lost in his own thoughts that he hadn’t noticed his brother approach until he felt a large hand on his shoulder.

“You could always just call her, or text. You’re finally free to make that choice, to make all your choices, Dean. Why not start with that one?” Sam’s voice was a low rumble and Dean felt nerves settle in his stomach as he looked at his phone. After all this time, what would he even say? ‘Hi’ seemed too casual, too flippant for all you had been through together and the years spent apart.

Before he could talk himself out of it, his thumb typed out a message and hit send, not knowing if you even still had his number in your phone. The text simply said,

I still love you. X

Placing his phone down on the fireplace, he contemplated the many reasons for you to ignore his message. You probably had a life, some other guy, maybe even changed your number. He was mentally preparing himself for the inevitable when the silence of the cabin was broken by the sound of his phone vibrating on the stone fireplace.

[innytoes]

the totally insane adventures of dante + fuego or, the if i was gonna end up in jail because of semi-accidental vandalism and art crimes i’m glad it’s with you (romantic or platonic your choice)

Working at the Hollywood Ghost Club formed a kind of unbreakable bond that was hard to explain. Willie liked to joke it was a trauma bond, and he was not too far off, really.

Caleb Covington was a master manipulator and a terrible boss, roping you in with promises of connections in the industry and a contract with a lot of fine print. But once you were there, you realised this job was no different than all the other dead-end jobs waiting tables as a would-be actor, musician, or artist. Except this one was worse because every hour you had to get up and perform a complicated routine instead of just slagging off in the kitchen.

So when the Club finally got shut down for tax evasion and money laundering, it was kind of a relief. But most of the people who worked there stayed in touch. They helped each other out. Like the time Willie moved into a shitty apartment that he swore was haunted but really just had a feral racoon living in the walls. Or when Fuego finally scored a role in a small production and nobody showed up to opening night so he mass-texted the HGC group chat and they were met with a standing ovation of six people who managed to show up last minute.

Like when Dante texted him because he needed someone to hold the ladder that clearly was not made for stairs. Especially not a set of stairs as high or as steep as the one he had decided to paint his latest masterpiece above. It was in a fancy neighbourhood in the Hollywood Hills, and Dante was carefully applying the stencil inspired by Willie’s Feral Raccoon to the bland white wall at the top of the stairs.

And Fuego was feeling pretty good about himself, pretty butch about managing to keep the ladder balanced, when all of a sudden a squad car pulled up and whoop-whooped their sirens once. He dropped the ladder, which dropped Dante and his buckets of paint.

Dante was mostly fine (not the least because he mostly landed on top of Fuego), but the paint buckets rattled down the stairs, loudly, gushing paint as they went, before rolling off the side of the steps entirely and crashing onto something that sounded expensive in someone’s yard.

The good thing about the unbreakable bonds of the ex-Hollywood Ghost Club staff meant they had a lot of people they could choose to call to come post their bail. As they waited for Willie, Dante sighed, nudging his shoulder on the little bench in the jail cell. “I’m sorry,” he said. “This wasn’t how I wanted our first date to go.”

“THIS WAS A DATE?” Fuego screamed, and from down the hall, a few incredibly drunk members of a bachelorette party cackled. 

“Well, yeah. I mean, unless you consider exorcising Willie’s apartment from a feral raccoon our first date,” Dante said. “That’s pretty much when I realised this wasn’t just a crush and I was in love with you.”

“Oh, well... good.” Fuego said, because it wasn’t like he hadn’t had a crush on Dante since he started working at the Club or anything. “Yeah, no, okay, this can be our first date.”

(Obviously this is in the same universe as the Willex vs Giant Rat fic)

[colorfulbibliostack]

A Drunken poem about hating someone i miss

you had the nerve

the fucking audacity

to say that you loved me

to lie with your lips pressed to my skin

to be so completely cruel

and then say you hardly noticed.

every second around you hurt me

every second in spaces youve inhabited stabs me

fuck you, you twat

i hate you

and i hope you die in a ditch

my forgiveness era is done

it died with my love for you

you have spoilt me

turned my heart to a stone

i want to use it to bash in your skull

you absolute buffoon

you emotionless bint

my friends want to jump you

and i want to let them

you weak gormless boy

you helpless wailing ninny

i hope you get run over in traffic

and nobody finds you until

youre mostly decomposed

like the racoon who's jaw I tore off for you

you said it was the most romantic thing to ever happen to you

but it was the thing i put the least effort into

tearing apart dead things isnt hard for me

its only hard for you because you're pitiful

fuck this isnt even poetry at this point

and im losing my buzz

so whatever ill just leave now

but dear readers you must be aware that my ex is a pussilanious buffoon who is so self-absorbed that he doesnt realize who he hurts until theyre screaming uncle

(and yeah i have flaws too, but fucking hell.)

[rochey1010]

PART 3:

Ok, so this is about Eliott and the link between S5 and S6. Like Eliott out of everyone was crafted in this season so damn well. And yeah his arc in S6 was plotted here but it's the whole character. And it goes back to his S3 debut. France has remained so damn consistent with this character. Nothing is forced or out of place. It's a natural flow to this point now, and probably what is to come.

So just before i jump into S5. What do we know of the Eliott character? So we meet him in S3 and he's beautiful, like out of someones league beautiful. And he's mysterious, and has a loner vibe but from the trailer looks troubled. The trailer shows so much that will crop up again throughout the show in regards to Eliott. He enters the school with a prison atmosphere (just left one or is about to enter one). He quickly walks through, hurried, not wanting to make an imprint, hiding in his environment with the 'catch me if you can' vulnerable hoodie up style. Everyone notices him but he notices no one. He just wants to get this over with (same cycle different environment). The people either know him (Imane) are attracted to him (Alexia) or intrigued by the new guy (Emma). So he walks down the corridor and bumps into a very important person. That is Lucas and it's the first inkling from Eliott that something has penetrated his bleak dark world. The first hint of the light/dark motifs that S3 would be centered around. Before we know it's even a concept POLARIS is everywhere.

Eliott does something that i love. He stops, but doesn't turn around just yet, Maxence plays it like he's taking something in and waking up. And then he turns and looks, and we get everything in that look to Lucas. You feel his intrigue, attraction, fixation, awe of this unknown guy. That this guy has shook his world. And then he does something else i love. This tiny wry smile appears for like a milisecond, and then he looks him up and down signalling to the audience that we're in for a hell of a ride, and that Eliott is showing some playfullness towards Lucas. The hint that he's gonna pursue him. Then crucially he walks down the corridor to Colouring - In motion (range remix) awesome and reflective lyrics. Into the black, back into the dark he goes. And this is a direct contrast to Eliott and his world. Sees nobody but Lucas and is turned towards him looking, and then there's Lucas turned towards Eliott but oblivious and not looking.

So as the season goes on we see that he is all those things but so much more. He has a romantic, goofy, sweet and tender side, he's very vulnerable and fragile but he also has a darkness and it comes out as fear, anger, jealousy etc. He's the Even that we see snap at times e.g. class outburst, Chloe, Lucille.

And another thing is that he's the Even that gets developed off screen with the brilliant utilisation of his insta for mental/emotional state. It fits Eliott with the mystery, puzzles, metaphors and plot foreshadowing that takes us through the season. It's Eliott's journal and we're the therapists in a session with him. Each time he posts isn't fickle. Everything has meaning, everything connects and it's linked up so well onscreen. So we see Eliott onscreen but we see into Eliott offscreen. And that mental illness insight has continued and remains true to not only real life but who Eliott is.

We find out that he has so much fear. That it makes him hide in relationships and quite literally hide in the dark. That he created his magnum opus POLARIS that is all about fear and running from true connection. That has so much bipolar symbolism in it and that has Eliott settling in this dark world of MI. Because as any one who can identify with Eliott, sometimes there is a morbid comfort in staying stagnant and not reaching for something because deep down the light and happiness is something you don't deserve. It's horrible negative feelings of shame, embarassment, and self loathing that permeates. Anyone that struggles with their mental health will attest to this.

So he, facing this fear reaches for Lucas, and they fall in love. Eliott is chasing the light in Lucas that has made him want to enjoy life again. Then something horrible happens, Eliott is confronted with all his worst fears of himself being reinforced by the one he loves the most. Eliott being a crazy person that Lucas doesn't have time for. He's literally slapped in the face with his SKAM. And he's the Even that literally bleeds out right there on the screen. There's no mask which racoon Eliott is adept with it. He took it off and it shows how deep he was in with Lucas as he can't even pretend anymore. In that moment he is truly exposed and to this day it's heartbreaking to watch. He also does something that no other Even did either. He begins to ghost Lucas in this scene with the hair ruffle and that truly disappointed look when he's backing away. It's almost like a self resignation in himself like "well i was right, the light is not my world, and i shouldn't have been stupid enough to think this would have gone any other way" and he's truly disappointed and so damn heartbroken.

So he goes back to the ex thinking it's a clean break. But he realises he can't stop what he feels for lucas. So he pines on his insta, trying to reach out and trying to be honest but comes to the conclusion the only way to have lucas is to hide his darkness (bipolar). So they reconcile and are happy, and then it goes to absolute shit. He has a manic episode and the truth comes out. Eliott runs again back to the dark. Back to the comfort of his world. Doesn't expect anything, doesn't reach out because he has no hope that he can be loved with this defect, and just cries. 😭 in total despair. It's that level of self loathing that keeps cropping up rooted in his MI.

Lucas proves him wrong and saves him (this is crucial for Eliott's S6 arc) and he accepts him but now we see that Eliott still doesn't accept himself (S5, S6) minute par minute is a very important scene that is being revisited in S6 and will be crucial for Elu. Eliott wants to end the relationship, he sees no way it can work, and Lucas fights and gives him a perspective to hold onto.

Sorry i got into a S3 character study there. But i felt it was the only way to show how Eliott as a character has been built through the show and layered with so much depth but so much darkness. He's actually not only one of the darkest Even's but one of the darkest SKAM characters. And the reason i feel that, is because of the contradiction of the character. That he has such a postive sunshine aura and will smile at anyone and instantly bring a warmth. But yet has this deep well of struggle and pain that you can feel is there underneath that "I'm the happiest person in the world" energy. And you have to ask yourself how much of that is Eliott projecting to keep the demons at bay? As someone who can relate to MI. There is a level of exhaustion where you feel like you pep talk yourself on an almost daily basis. Quite literally you fake it untill you make it. And i just feel that Eliott is such a walking dichotomy between 2 extremes. That he perfectly represents the bipolarity of this character.

But rambling aside, so that's the Eliott we know and in S5 we kick off his arc with an insta post. He posts his new job 'new job, new school, same boyfriend' caption with a pic of the video club. Lucas follows it up with 'and soon, new appartment'. This tells us Eliott has not only started working but he's in Uni now and about to move in with Lucas. The video club is also dropping the hint that Eliott has found his new vocation within art. And that is movies. Now, what we know of Eliott is that he dabbled. He had many artsy interests. And we saw his love for not only movies (POLARIS) but he enjoyed literature (Virginia Woolf) and painting (Jackson Pollock) and he liked greek prose (Apollo and Hyacinth, Pygmalion). He had an affinity for artists who suffered with mental illness (pollock and Woolf both bipolar) and a true identity fixation with Woolf (mentally ill, bisexual and drowned through suicide) now that takes on a much more serious meaning with what Eliott revealed about suicide in S6. So he was an artsy hipster and he added graffiti and urbex too. A very talented and creative guy is our Eliott.

But considering POLARIS was how we were introduced to Eliott and that art side. We had to have known that his chosen field would have been movies, as it is now confirmed with his job, his uni project and his insta this season focusing on movies. How they add to the plot and how he's using them as inspiration for his project.

So it's setting him up to make a movie and to bring back something from his past that failed for him, and could have led to a spiral as we don't know how long after that all the Idriss stuff went down. All we know is that Idriss was there with him in the video interviewing him as he explained POLARIS. So the fallout must have been very soon after. And the failure of the movie on top of that must have been horrible for Eliott.

Lucas posts instas of him basically of him supporting eliott with this job and visiting him etc. So we see Eliott loves his job. And S6 shows us this more in depth.

The next we see of Eliott is a nightclub scene of new years and just basically the gang and elu happy, having fun and in love. It's just showing you for Eliott that he's come so far. Obviously we know what happens with Arthur so i won't get into that. Then there's the house warming and this is a crucial scene because Eliott has to explain something, and the audience is learning something. That this is the 2nd house warming and the 1st had to be cancelled. Eliott starts to explain himself and it's same feelings in regards to the mental illness again. Maxence plays it like Eliott is so fragile, that he's vulnerable and embarassed, and it oozes out of him. That Eliott finds it hard to go to that place where he has to talk about his mental illness. We see Eliott struggle to get the words out, look over towards Lucas, Lucas quietly reassures him and then steps in when he senses that it's too much. We see Eliott curl into Lucas in gratitude and like a child who needs comfort. And again it tells you that Eliott is very affected by his bipolar. That it's a huge effort for him to confront it and even talk about it. And now you see how it's such a focus in regards to power and agency over himself, the fear of not having it, how he can help others and how he frames it in his love with Lucas.

"And i have Lucas...i can't lose this"

That this is the crux of everything. That all the fears, insecurities, feelings are rooted in his SKAM. And we further see this explored as we begin to see the domestic scenes between Elu. How Eliott doesn't seem to be around the chaotic boygroup like the fanbase thought he would. And that's an issue because we have to admit to ourselves that we built Eliott up in a certain way, and we expected him to integrate with the gang, but the show naturally evolved Eliott the way the character is at his core. And that is why his spirit animal is a raccoon (curious, intelligent, friendly, mischievious, nocturnal, wild at heart, will lash out if threatened or cornered, wears a mask said to protect against night glare) basically Eliott is at heart a wild creature, that he goes off at night exploring, that he's chaotic in nature and a lone wolf. That he gravitates towards situations and behaviours that reflect his inner nature. That is who Eliott is.

So we see a lot of chaos and loudness in the boygroup centered in Elu's appartment in early S5. Lucas joins in and they scream over social media, and they literally hangout there all the time. After the party they stay the whole weekend, and Lucas does eventually say guys c'mon not tonight it's date night with Eliott. But you're shown basically that they do it alot. And probably more hangouts happened off screen. Crucially you're shown Eliott is not there joining in on the chaos. And in S5 the boygang were dialed up in energy and i don't think that's a coincidence at all. They were so much that even i felt over stimulated. Now like i said i do think this is important for Eliott and important to his arc. He told Lola that he needed something for himself in the urbex and that he needs to be by himself and breathe. I can attest that people who suffer from mental illness need to get the fuck away sometimes. That the mind becomes chaos and over stimulated and you need to recharge your batteries in a safe space. I believe, and i think S6 is showing this, that this is what happened with Eliott. That it was too much, and in his own love nest, so he left Lucas to do what he wanted with his beloved friends, never kicked up a fuss and just went and did his own thing e.g. urbex and otteli. That he found peace in this natural art environment channeling his raccoon and made it a safe space. And that now Lucas is shown hanging out a lot with the boygang and Eliott is otteli the extreme urbexer. I also believe that this may come up between them as part of minute par minute. That they may be letting things slide on both sides for fear of upsetting the other. In S6 Lucas was hanging out with the boygang sans Eliott and Eliott was alone and able to go help Lola at a crucial moment. Lucas is out of the loop as he was away and that caused conflict between Elu the next morning. I think all of this will finally come to a head in the following weeks.

At one point under all the fanbase jokes and memes about Eliott and Lucas being adoptive parents to these idiots. It start's getting serious, because we find out Eliott has been going through a depressive spell. And while all this shit was happening too. That he was probably going through one as far back as the house warming, and put a brave face on. That him waking up at 3pm was part of it or even a hint to Otteli urbexing. But they show you that the boys wake him up. That he's not part of the meeting but joins later.

And then another scene that sets up Otteli the raccoon urbexer. He brings the gang to an abandoned building. This is the confirmation of what the fanbase always suspected about Eliott. That he has an urban exploration hobby. With La Petite Ceinture it was debated that Eliott liked to explore the Parisian underbelly in S3 but it wasn't expanded on. Now we see it. And Eliott brings sprays and they graffiti and have fun. This sets up so many things e.g. urbex, otteli tag, street art and the expression of art as a seasonal theme focussed on Eliott. This clip is about Arthur but now looking back it's actually Eliott. It sets up his hobby, how he helps people using art, how specifically he expresses himself through art, his secret identity, and his passion for urbex. All in this little clip. To add he's already tagged the building, probably when he found it. He uploads graffiti insta art that day of him in practice. Once again it's positive art and it's a beautiful flower. And in S6 we see all this. Eliott as an artist is a direct contrast to Lola and when Lola expresses herself through art it reflects through damage and breakage, ugly and negative depressing photography. I believe this is a theme and we see it with Lola and Eliott. Eliott will use his art to help her and seeing how he expresses love and connection through art e.g. polaris, love mural, friendship mural, possible art we have yet to see. Lola will change her view of not only the world but of how she expresses herself artistically. I do believe that is a theme of S6.

Then Eliott goes away for a few weeks. Lucas is asked about him and he lets the audience know that Eliott is struggling with his mental illness and lucas can do nothing but love him and wait. The week after Eliott posts on insta a cuddle selfie with the caption 'spring of the senses' and a hedgehog emoji. This tells us that Eliott is out of his depressive spell, that he's grateful for Lucas and considers it a rebirth. Again we see that Eliott's MI is ongoing and doesn't just get fixed in this relationship. We see Lucas's maturity with Eliott's illness but we also see hints that this mental illness is a weight on the relationship. That Eliott has sorta hinged the love on his mental health. That there's a theme in S6 right now of Eliott trying to lead Lola out of the darkness that he once found himself in. That Eliott himself was led out of the darkness by Lucas but there are now issues of agency and capability. That he fixates on this sorta 'saviour complex' maybe, and it'll be something very important for his rock bottom moment. Maybe Eliott must face and save himself this time to bring his arc full circle.

There are little hints which i don't think are accidental for Elu in S5. One of them is Lucas being late to the laser tag. Now i must stress Lucas is never late. That's Eliott's department, and the fanbase picked up on it. And i think it was to hint at Elu issues. Also when Lucas has his outburst at Arthur on Valentines, and Arthur rips into him. If you look at Lucas you see that he goes to say something, like he's trying to explain something but stops and doesn't continue. And the way Axel plays it is like Lucas looks stressed and strained. Again i don't think that's an accident at all. There's issues at home clearly.

Then Eliott shows up for the holiday. And he rents and drives the van for the gang. We see Elu domestic and in love, and again a pattern, as once again in S6 they'll fight but make up being all cuddly again. We see it when Eliott posts a love declaration to Lucas 2 days after their big Idriss fight in S4, we see it in S6 when they fight and then post a couples selfie later on. And it's probably hinted at here. They fought in the background at some point and are now super in love. So the show is depicting that they'll argue and still love each other. But it's also depicting issues being pushed to the side so they can be in love again (love bubble).

Ok, so Eliott is super happy and bouncy sunshine just loving life and Lucas. At one point he falls in love with a bunny he names Fifi. Now we see this is a habit as he also fell in love with a chocolate labrador and tried to steal him in the past. So Eliott just responds to vulnerability with affection and adoption e.g. lab, fifi, taking lola under his wing. For all his demons we see Eliott has a lot to offer the world. He's just well meaning and cares. Lucas gives into his pleading which is cute and then Fifi is killed and Eliott is heartbroken. So we see he gets attached to things and he puts a lot into that attachment. And when it backfires it hurts. Now i don't know if this is true but someone from that group chat leaked that Eliott was supposed to have an episode but it was cut. If true it again highlights how stressors can make Eliott spiral and he may spiral again (S6) but again i don't know if that S5 spiral is true, so i'm not gonna go further into that.

So then there's the cheating conversation and Eliott gives his view and then answers Bas's question. He's aware of what he did to Lucille. He says he's not proud of it but he emphasises Lucas's importance to him. He does it again in S6 and he's hinged his mental health on it which is crucial. Again it's just Eliott being Eliott. A hipster view of humanity, and not really judging anybody in particular. Just a general statement of the human condition. I just feel it's Eliott wanting to see the better in everything and not label anyone specifically.

You do see though that oblivious nature to Eliott's perspective. Like he says this around Lucas who has huge abandonment issues. Now i must stress it's not Eliott's fault because Lucas shows with Arthur later on that he hasn't confided these fears in Eliott. So Eliott is kind of blind here. Like he's playing with Lucas's hair. He's not even talking about their relationship. So i feel bad for the attacks that happened on Eliott. But it sets up how Eliott being friends with Lola is going to lead to miscommunication and mistrust. And it's setting up when Lucas comes clean to Eliott about his fears how puzzled Eliott's going to be, how on another page Eliott is. And it's setting up Eliott finally declaring to Lucas himself how much he means to him.

Then as Lucas is talking to Arthur about Eliott, Eliott bursts in early in the morning super sunshine giving zero fucks cuddling and kissing Lucas. And it shows that divide right in front of Arthur. How Lucas is like all worried and stressed over Eliott straying and then a second later he's all loved up and happy and just pushes that shit to one side. Like Lucas literally turns it off and on in this scene. And Eliott has no idea his boyfriend feels like this. This is the definition of the love bubble. And look at how well Lucas's hides this. That scene shows it all. It also sets up Eliott having a friend in a girl (Lucas and pansexuality) and Lucas fearing that Eliott will find something better and leave Lucas, it sets up the movie spoiler and how Lucas will take it, and it sets up the abandonment issues coming to the forefront in S6. It sets up them both understanding just how much they've been afraid to share and it sets up them trying to keep the relationship in the honeymoon mode. They're basically afraid to be real.

Last we see of Eliott he is back in that building and partying and vibing being Eliott. He then paints another mural. This time it's a friendship mural. And cements Eliott's art being used as a theme for the season e.g. S3 love, S5 friendship, S6 connection (upcoming theory). He is used to wrap up Arthur's themes and motifs in his season (Arthur fixated on space and the cosmos and using his insta to reflect the vacumn and loneliness of being HOH) now Arthur is among this huge cosmos grounded through the connection of friendship. It sets up the completion of the gang being at the forefront of the show, it shows the importance of them in each others lives. But crucially it shows Eliott seperated from that. So it is here where we see that Eliott doesn't include himself in the mural. This is Eliott establishing himself as a lone wolf on the periphery of connection. That he also has a perspective because he's on the periphery of the group, which serves him in S6 and connects him to the story. That he's not insulated, so can navigate the bigger picture. Can see what the group can't. It also sets up no matter how deep the demons run in Eliott he can still see love, positivity and connection in the world. That he gives back through his art. So the friendship mural was a gift to the gang and because he loves Lucas and knows the place the gang have in Lucas's life. And he has never interferred in that, or felt threatened. We see how Lucas looks at him and the gratitute and love coming from him.

Then Lucas posts an insta of him and Eliott in front of the mural holding hands. We see that Lucas has brought Eliott into the mural to say you're important to me too. But we see that he's there through Lucas and not because he belongs there. We see that Eliott doesn't feel a place in this group. That he'll be at the big events but other than that Eliott may be yet to find his place, or it could just simply be that Eliott forms small connections and not big ones. And now in S6 with his friendship with Lola and what he said in the church about not being comfortable around people? I took that to mean large groups and i took it to mean Eliott expressing himself with his MI and largely being an introverted person, as introverted people can be drained by their environment.

Finally i just wanted to address what Maxence said in the recent interview about. "He's lonely" first of all i was sad because i feel deeply for Eliott, but i'm also trying to work out what this means. Does he mean Eliott's lonely right now, or always has been? Is it to do with Lucas spending a lot of time away from him and it's caused him to try to find a distraction of his own? Is it to do with his introverted nature? Is it to do with him wanting someone to understand him? Is this his arc, to accept that's it's ok to be alone and not feel shamed, or is it simply his mental illness making him feel out of step with everyone? I haven't worked it out yet as you can see all the questions. But i may do a seperate post on this at some point. But i do believe right now it adds to the S6 themes of insulation v isolation.

My final post will be about Eliott and Lola's friendship. Thanks for reading. 💜

[missallycat]

Did you know? - Gilmore Girls FAQs, trivia and curiosites

I’ve watched this show so many times, I stopped counting years ago when I reached double digits. Is my favorite show of all times and I’ve been told almost nobody knows it as well as I do, so I decided to put together all the knowledge I’ve gained over the years of trivia tidbits, although in that I’m nowhere near an expert ;) my deal is knowing these characters and their personalities and the lines of the show lol but I figured I’d give it a try and collect all the trivia and tidbits of knowledge I’ve gained over the years in one post that I’ll continue to edit to add more stuff (there are a couple that I didn’t get a chance to add right not that will add later on)

1. Yes, that’s Kirk in guardians of the galaxy 2 http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0348231/. And yes Sam Smith (depending on the photo) does look like Kirk (Sean Gunn). Sean Gunn also played the movements of Rocket the racoon.

2. And yes that is Jess dad's girlfriend Sasha now as April's mom (yes she was/is in Twin Peaks http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000145/). Amy wanted to work with Sherilyn and rumor has it she was offered the role for Lorelai first but there’s no article yet to be found stating this directly from the Palladinos mouths.

3. And yes cousin Marilyn and Gran, Lorelai the first, Richard’s mother, are the same actress. (Happy Day’s Mrs Cunningham http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005385/?ref_=nv_sr_1).

3. Yes the girl in SH high unnamed who asks Lorelai a question and Logan’s LBD friend Juliette are the same actress. Different character. Riki Lindhome played the unnamed student of SH high and Juliette

5. Yes the first episode looks completely different (not just in the diner) because it was filmed in a different location (Ontario, Canada).

6. Yes, that’s Luke in Seinfeld. (”sponge worthy guy”) and in Will & Grace, jerk guy obsessed with huge boobs, Grace wanted to impress with the water bra. Lauren was also in Seinfield as one of Jerry’s brief girlfriends. That’s also a young Lauren in Caroline in the city.

7. That’s Chris in friends (hums when he pees guy). Yes that's both Luke and Chris on Will & Grace (Luke water bra artist narcissistic guy, Chris cabin in the woods hot guy).

8. Yes that is Logan (and with Usher for that matter lol) in that scene at 7th heaven . And yes Logan. Matt Czuchry was in the good wife, and he has his own show now “The Resident” on Fox. Currently filming a second season (as in October 1st, 2018)

9. Yes Crazy Carrie was also the Stars Hollow High teacher (by a different name) in the pilot. Same actress that plays crazy Carrie but different name of character

10. No, nobody knows if the show will ever come back (as far as it’s been told everything points to a NO). The Palladinos don’t double book, they are happy doing Mrs Maisel and they devote themselves to one show at the time. The last interview they gave on the subject was to Michael Ausiello in the podcast you can hear in the links. 1. A direct link to the article from November 2017 but is important to listen to the podcast http://tvline.com/2017/11/27/amy-sherman-palladino-podcast-interview-gilmore-girls-mrs-maisel/ 2. This is a link directly to the podcast that opens right up and they say "it would have to be the right time , we don't know but we're open. We said no before and ended up doing more that's why we're open now but it would have to be in a different format", Daniel doesn't repeat the would have to because he already said it right before in the same sentence. Basically is nothing we didn't know. However is a very interesting podcast http://hwcdn.libsyn.com/p/b/8/1/b810a8eea76b5eb5/Amy_and_Dan.mp3?c_id=17932724&expiration=1526427435&hwt=95629606ee9caf86bc57bb8d2d70cf6a. Amy and Dan Palladino show creators and writers and producers, these are the people who made this universe, these are the people who the show belongs to, this is THEIR baby and they made a damn good one.

11. No, Lauren Graham did not have cancer and write a book about it. (different person, same name).

12. No, Lauren and Scott didn't hate each other's guts they just weren't BFFs. They have both said this endlessly, they have respect for each other. Scott had a crush on Lauren when he begun the show. But from what has been told and learned about Scott, it seems he doesn’t like to get along with the rest of the cast unless is for his personal gain.

13. NO Rory is not a surrogate. They never even discussed the surrogacy Lorelai with Rory neither did Paris with Rory and Gilmore Girls is a light dramedy not a soap opera it doesn’t have sudden hidden scenes that come to change the show completely, other shows, soap operas could do that, Gilmore Girls DOES NOT. She is NOT pregnant of the Wookie. She never slept with Paul (the actor even said it wasn’t Paul’s) Milo said Jess is not the father and doesn’t romantically love Rory anymore. Only Alexis and Matt were told who the father of the baby is. The Palladinos have said clearly that the father of Rory’s baby was never meant to be a mystery. The only person that fits is Logan. The only actors they have told are Alexis and Matt and told them they could do what they wanted with the information but they have chosen not to say anything because is Amy’s story.And the Palladinos have said IT IS THE OBVIOUS CHOICE. So, Logan is the father, is no cliffhanger is open ending. Yes it would be lovely to see more of them but the Palladinos don’t have the style of wrapping up things in a big pink bow.

14. Ace is Logan’s term of endearment for Rory, it shows respect and admiration, it comes from what they used to call top reporters in the 50’s movies, he first calls her that in a IM conversation at the Yale daily news in the episode season 5 episode 6 of Norman Mailer, I’m pregnant!. Not in the poker game, not in the LDB first gathering. Is a term of respect for her abilities investigating the Life and Death Brigade.

15. The love rocket. Rory understood the meaning because it was the same model, came from an episode of the Twilight zone that was Logan’s favorite. It didn’t need confirmation from Logan because Rory had already said she understood it and she explained it to Lorelai in the same episode: “When Logan and I were first going out, we were in the pool house one night really late, and we were falling asleep on the couch. And this episode of "the twilight zone" came on -- "the long morrow." There's this astronaut who was supposed to go into space for 40 years, but right before he left, he met this beautiful woman. But for those 40 years that he was going to be in space, he was going to be in suspended animation. So when he came back to earth, he was going to be really young, but she would be really old. So he goes into space, and when he does come back, the woman is still young and beautiful because she put herself in suspended animation to wait for him, but he's really, really old because he took himself out of suspended animation so he could be old with her. He spent 40 years alone in space just waiting to see her, and he was willing to come back as an 80-year-old man, giving up almost his entire life just to spend those last few years with her. The point is, that this is Logan's favorite episode of "the twilight zone." And when we watched it together, he said, "that's true love." That's true love! This is the most romantic gift I've ever been given.”.

16. Chris wasn’t at Rory’s high school graduation. He was however at her college graduation. The reason they give is he had to work. Probably the actor who was a guest star was doing another project and couldn’t be in the episode or they just didn’t want to write him in so they could develop more the arc between Lorelai and Luke.

17. June 3rd is the date of Rory’s court date AND the date chosen by Lorelai for hers and Luke’s wedding in the original show. Is the same date different year, coincidence as Lorelai herself says the date happened to happen. There’s a theory that is ASP’s best friend Helen Pai’s birthday. Since it was in an old interview we haven’t found the confirmation of it yet becaue there’s no data (at least on the searches we’ve done so far by various people) on Helen Pai’s date of birth.

18. Lane’s story is loosely based on Helen Pai’s, executive producer of the show and Amy Sherman Palladino’s best friend. HEP ALIEN is an anagram of her name (Pai’s name). Helen Pai’s husband is real life Dave Rygalski which was the character of Dave initially based on until the actor had to leave for a better offer.

19. The real life Dave Rygalski shows up in the troubadour’s “attack�� episode, he was with Daniel Palladino who was singing a beaver ate my thumb Dan is singing and Dave is playing the bass. Daniel Palladino is also the town loner, the one who protests at the church and appears briefly in the pilot episode leaving Luke’s. In total Dan Palladino shows up three times in the show

20. Keiko Agena and Emily Kuroda are Japanese American that’s why when they speak korean in very few moments in the show is very difficult to understand for people who do understand korean. Also Mrs Kim’s real name, at least Korean’s name is Jong Ya. Lane’s is Hyun Kyung, without last names, which come first in Korean Culture so Lane would be Kim Hyun Kyung, Mrs Kim however would not be Kim as last name, that’s a westerner tradition, in Korea women don’t change their last name when they marry and they are referred as Madam, Auntie, or as mother of such (name of youngest child) depending on level of familiarity. There’s never a mention of Mrs Kim’s “westerner” first name.

21. There’s also no idea of what Lane’s father does or where he is during the original show. Amy Sherman Palladino show creator said she never saw the need to create or cast a Mr Kim because it was more to focus in the mother and daughter dinamics. No is not the unnamed Asian waiter at Luke’s. Mr Kim appears in the revival for a brief moment, never before. There’s a fan theory going around that he was never there because he had to constantly be traveling to supply antiques for the store. Lane mentions “my parents”, “my mother and father” in a handful of ocassions through the show. He WAS NOT the unnamed Asian waiter that is always at the background at Luke’s. The Palladinos had never made anyone pass for Mr Kim not even as the back of a head until the revival as a way of fan service and as a joke like saying “oh look, so maybe he had been there the entire time”.

22. The translation of the korean wedding ceremony is here: https://missallycat.tumblr.com/post/173812878159/i-got-a-sidekick-out-of-you (is a tumblr post) complete with before and after.

23. What does Lane’s grandmother say when she arrives at the house before the wedding? Grandma takes her coat and she sees Lane, she calls out her name Hyun Kyung-a (the a is an added sound they use for familiarity when they call someone's name) and tells her to come down. After Lane comes down she pats her in the cheek and says Lane is "oh so pretty!". Lane replies, "welcome, grandmother, I am very happy you came." The grandmother then says, "it's good to have come / I'm glad I came." She then talks to Mrs Kim (Yong Ja-ya Jong Ya is the name the ya the added familiarity informal sound), asking why is that Budha statue here in the room?. Mrs Kim says I was going to move it, mother (formal). Grandma walks through the house she's saying, "ugh, it's so dirty and stuffy in here - open a door." Then Mrs Kim says something that sounds sort of like, "rest first, please." When the camera cuts to Lane and Rory giving each other 'the look,' Grammy Kim is saying, "hey, why didn't you come out to the airport?" Mrs Kim maybe replies, "you said yesterday... that I shouldn't..." (and the sentence doesn't finish). Grammy Kim then says, "the atmosphere/karma is bad [in here]. It needs to be changed. Let's bow 108 times."

24. The episode of Jess in California “Here comes the son” WAS the backdoor pilot episode of what was going to be made into a spin off. But it wasn’t deemed interesting enough by the network to justify the expenses of shooting in the actual locations so it didn’t happen.

25. Miss Celine and Drella the harpist are the same actress. Alex Borstein. She was going to be Sookie, she was in the unaired pilot but due to conflicts with her other show she couldn’t be so she came later as other characters. She was also the voice in Dwight’s answering machine (especially my trivial pursuit!) and the woman’s voice in the museum. Jackson was married to her but they are divorced know.

26. Paris (Liza Weill) initially auditioned for the role of Rory, she didn’t get it but they liked her so much they created Paris for her.

27. Luke was initially going to be a woman but they figured the show needed more testosterone so they casted Scott. This has been the first and only major role Scott Patterson has had in his entire “career” as an actor, the one that led him to get a few more minor roles, rumor has it, he’s very difficult to work with and not talented enought to be worth the pain. He milks Gilmore Girls every chance he gets.

28. Sookie was going to be gay but the network put a stop to that, they didn’t want any openly gay characters in the show. The Palladinos were new at this so they accepted the network’s conditions. Is probably why Michel was always put as bicurious or closeted gay man during the original show and was only fully out in the revival as an obvious thing that needed no explanation or backstory because everyone always assumed Michel was gay.

29. Kirk (Sean Gunn) was initially just an appearance, Mick in the pilot episode, then swan guy, then Kirk new manager at Doose’s new in town who didn’t know Miss Patty or anyone and then became the Kirk Gleason we know and love. Sean Gunn was initially an extra but they loved him so much they created Kirk Gleason as permanent character for him.

30. Gypsy and Berta, the maid in AYITL are both played by the extremely talented, Rose Abdoo. She was hilarious in a reading when they hadn’t casted anyone yet so she was given the part. Her language is “berta-ese” lol She speaks mostly Spanish, a couple of words could be Brazilian portuguese (maybe?), is mostly nonsensical Spanish words in the kind of Spanish that wouldn’t make a sentence with any meaning or sense and Rose Abdoo said she had changed a few vowels of the words to make it more confusing.G

31. The unkown town elder (towel guy) is played by William Morgan Sheppard. He was never in the show before or after.

32. None of the elders were the same actors or characters of Richard’s two friends in the golf outing with Rory. But one of those friends was the reverend that buries gran, and in the revival is Charlie of the gazette.

33. Rory’s resident advisor Tess the girl who hands her the keys on her first day of Yale (SE04 EP2 “The Lorelais first day at Yale”) is a different actress than Sandee from Sandee says in AYTIL (a year in the life, netflix GG revival) Tess name is Joy Darash http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1384632/?ref_=ttfc_fc_cl_t17 Sandee is Julia Goldani Telles http://www.imdb.com/name/nm5065920/?ref_=tt_cl_t3 (if you ever saw ASP’s show bunheads that’s Sasha)

34. When they take the roadtrip to Harvard. The picture of the girl Lorelai stares at when she’s in the hallway is a stranger it has to do with the year not the girl herself. That's the year she would have graduated if she went to an Ivy league college as it was planned. It was sort of a “what if” moment.

35. Emily Gilmore didn’t go to Yale she went to Smith to study History. Women weren’t admitted in Yale at the time Richard and Emily went to college but it was usual that girls colleges and guys colleges would have parties together and visited each other when there were couples. First mention of Emily attending Smith was in season 5. How many kropogs to cape cod. Richard jokes how Emily got kicked out of the women’s softball team for elbowing another girl. In season 7 I’m a kayak hear me roar, Emily says she went to Smith and majored in History.

36. They talk about Richard’s mother in the first season in past tense but later on Trix appears. It was an error of the first season when things weren’t that defined.

37. Alexis Bledel and Milo Ventimiglia did date in real life, apparently it ended really badly. She also dated Jared Padalecki. She didn’t date Matt Czuchry at least not that is known but both are extremely private people, however they are good friends and trust each other a lot from every interview they have given and enjoy working together. She’s now happily married to her Mad Men costar Vincent Kartheiser and they have a beautiful boy together.

38. Luke’s diner has the sign of William’s hardware store and not Danes’ because as a fandom we assume William was his dad’s first name. You’ll see changes in the diner all through the show. However Luke’s parents names are never mentioned ever during the show. The pilot episode was filmed in Unionville Ontario in a building that was formerly Williams hardware. For continuity when they moved to the studio lot at Warner Brothers the name was kept. I don't remember them ever explaining the name on the series other than the hardware store belonged to Lukes father

39. Lorelai’s doll house is NOT the same dollhouse on friends but it is the dollhouse they show on sale at Kim’s antiques, in one episode where Lane is going to talk to her mom about the band and Mrs Kim cracks the joke “but is past their bedtime”.

40. Yes Gil from Hep Alien is Sebastian Bach from Skid Row.

41. Yes the “hug-a-world” that was in the garage in season 4 is on their couch in season 1! (Same as the scary clown pillow is in a number of seasons lying around lol)

42. Alexis Bledel is actually a Latina. She was born and raised in the US but grew in a Spanish speaking, latino, household, her father and paternal grandfather are Argentinian, her mother, like herself was born in the US, but Alexis’ mother grew up in Mexico. Alexis didn’t learn English until she started school. The episode where Rory speaks Spanish with Esperanza (Season 6 episode 2: “Fight face”) she anglicized her native Spanish BECAUSE Rory didn’t know much Spanish. There’s an old interview with Ellen Degeneres on set while filming season 6 or 7 that she’s asked to translate for Lauren, she doesn’t translate everything due to nervousness. (It also happens when you live your adult life in a country that doesn’t speak your first language, growing up bilingual, you tend to adopt the accent of the language you use most and tend to confuse some words when you don’t use your native language often).

43. People praised the chemistry and physical closeness between Lauren Graham and Alexis Bledel, but there is actually a very logical reason for this: Alexis was a model and was just starting out acting and had a tougher time making her marks, so as veteran, Lauren often physically moved Alexis to make sure she was in the right place. Lauren told “The Today Show” in 2015: "The camerawork on that show is very specific and we really had to hit certain marks, which especially when you start out, is just a foreign concept...I remember a lot of times just kind of grabbing her, just kind of leading her arm. So, in the beginning, people are like, 'You have such great chemistry.' And I'm like, 'I'm mauling her. That's why.'"

(check this entry from time to time because I’ll keep writing fun facts)

[holyblackspear]

For the OC OTP prompts - how about,,, every other emoji :3

Ahah, thank you for asking dear, I was in the mood for some writing about these idiots! I’m going to continue with Johnathan and Bull as in the previous ask ;) Since it’s long, I’m putting this under the cut!

❣️ When did your OC first realise they were in love? How did they react to the realisation? I’m actually writing a fic about this I hope to post soon, but to sum it up: On a mission, when Bull got hurt in his place and risked his life for him. It made him feel horrible and guilty, but they talked a few hours later. They both opened up a little about their past, and that gave him perspective about his own story and about how he wanted Bull to be happy. It was the first time he consciously realized he cared for the Qunari, that it wasn’t just about desiring him physically but rather something far bigger and more rooted in his heart.He didn’t take it well. Actually, he got terrified. He had seen Bull for being the type to sleep around, his upbringing not contemplating the idea of a stable relationship. Love had hurt him in the past already, so he was more scared and upset about his feelings and their impossibility to be reciprocated (that’s how he thought to be back then) than happy.

💝 What kinds of gifts does your OC receive from their partner(s)? What kinds of gifts do they give in return? Jonathan knows Bull likes dawnstone, so he likes to collect it when he’s on missions so he can forge weapons and stuff for him with it. He’s also aware of his love for food, so he likes to sneak away silently from the group and fetch snacks here and there to show him all of a sudden. The one he likes to give him the most is chocolate, since it’s canonically rare.He insists with Bull that the best gift he could receive from him is his time and presence, but Bull doesn’t listen (luckily). He’d bring the elf books about the sky and its stars and planets, something Johnathan is very passionate about. He’d also bring him herbs for his pipe since he’s kind of a heavy smoker (though he’s trying to slow down a little).

💕 Describe an ideal date form them! Ideal date? As stated here, obviously for these two dorks: Hunting down a Dragon! The surprise when seeing one, the adrenaline pumping as they face the beast and the triumphant shout when they come out of it alive and successful … I mean, can you think of anything more romantic?On a more common note, however, a night spent stargazing talking about their lives would be perfect. Johnathan loves the sky and the stars and loves hearing about Bull’s stories. It makes them feel closer to open up under the infinite mantel of the universe, giving them a sense of intimacy that nothing else can.

💔 Has your OC had a bad breakup or nasty ex? If so does this have any affect on their current relationship? He did, and a very bad one actually.Back to the days when Johnathan was still young and unmarked, around fifteen years old, he had fallen for a wandering elf that had asked to be taken in by clan Lavellan for a while, waiting for the spring to come and the weather to get more clement. He was older than him and his knowledge for life, hunting and human culture fascinated him. Plus, he was a teenager eager to experiment with love and sexuality, so the elf’s flirting and teasing flattered and excited him.Having no previous examples of how a relationship should work he didn’t interpret the plenty of red flags that were there. He didn’t complain about being left alone for long periods of time, about not receiving proper attention after they got physical for the first time and most importantly he didn’t think it was bad to have sex in a rush, sometimes without explicitly consenting, only to be left alone after his partner had climaxed.To top it off, he kept it a secret to everyone else because he was shy and feared to be seen badly by the clan for liking a man (since the elves are usually concerned about having children to continue the race exterminated by the humans), so nobody could actually tell him. Plus, when he expressed the possible desire to open up to at least his friends and parents, his partner would get mad and oppose strongly.The real hit came when Spring actually arrived. Johnathan thought that he was going to stay in the clan in the name of the love they shared, but the man simply went away with a shrug, telling him he had a wife and children to go back to in the clan he belonged to. Of course, poor Johnathan was shattered, and his heart considerably hardened in regards to romantic love.He didn’t become untrustful, however. Years passing by made him realize that what he went through was an exception, rather than the rule and that most people weren’t anyhow similar to him.

💘 What do they love most about their partner(s)? What do their partner(s) love most about them? Johnathan loves Bull’s beard. Seriously! He doesn’t grow it, it’s scratchy and black, perfect for snuggling (and even better for … added sensation)That and the half-smile he makes, that sort of little grin Bull does. It drives him mad in a positive way.Bull likes his eyes and ears. Johnathan is a very serious person, mostly has a resting bitch face. Those two traits, however, are always highly expressive. His ears twitch and move, plus they’re long and sensitive, so it’s fun to tease the elf. And his eyes, well … they’re big, they’re colourful, they’re freaky, and the truest and most sincere part of the Inquisitor. So much’s hidden behind them, only waiting to be seen by a sufficiently attentive glance.

💖 What are some little subtle ways they show that they love each other? Bull stops Johnathan while he’s working, sometimes, cups his face and kisses him. It’s brief and simple, sometimes not even on the lips, but when he breaks away and whispers “Kadan” with his soft voice, the elf remembers he’s not alone, and that he’s loved more than he ever thought possible.Johnathan, on the other hand, takes care of him. Bull’s not very good at doing that himself, so the blond says nothing and simply acts, putting balm on his horns, massaging the leg when he wears the brace and such. Also, both of them do little things for each other. Sharpen the other’s weapon, fill in a document while the other’s asleep … things like these.

💗 Describe your OC’s partner(s) from their point of view! What do they really think about them? He thinks Bull’s a beautiful man, both in and out, that has suffered too much and still managed to remain kind like few others. At first he’s scary, he’s good at lying, too good at hiding what’s not quite right underneath his skin.But he’s sweet and caring, sometimes too selfless to believe. Plus he’s a walking paradox, so full of antitheses it’s funny. He’s surprising, knowledgeable and unexpected and all Johnathan could ask for and more. His heart tightens every time he stares at him for a while and his mind starts wandering.

💞 What do their respective families think of their relationship? Since Bull doesn’t have a family in the common sense of the term, I’d say the Chargers have nothing against it. They grew accustomed to the Inquisition and to Johnathan more specifically, seeing how caring of a leader he is. They probably tease them for being their “mommy and daddy” since they’re always worrying about their safety. The mom is Bull, of course.Johnathan’s parents, on the other hand, had a brief moment of disbelief and implicit opposition. They were hoping to see their child happily married with one of their kind and to have grandchildren, so being told their little boy was in love with a Qunari mercenary was … a lot to take in.It lasted very little, however. Johnathan’s dad saw how he was starting to get emotional and how his son was hurt by their reaction, to the point he was almost crying. He hugged “his little elf” while talking to his wife, both realizing that the whole Inquisition had changed their son and how he was happy with the man at his side. Eventually, the grew found of the Qunari (who has the same shitty dad humour of Joni’s father) and found happiness in their son’s. Plus, they adore their adoptive grandchildren.

🖤 Have they ever had a really bad argument where they almost broke up? I don’t think so. They’re both rational men who don’t let their feelings drive them. They had fights, most likely, especially about how careless and selfless the other was being towards himself, but never so bad they’d get close to breaking up. I think they’d rather spend some time alone to figure it out before sitting down and talking it out.

💌 Write a love letter from your OC to their partner(s). BONUS: write a reply! Fun fact: Johnathan is not good at expressing his feelings, let alone if he has to write a long, heartfelt letter.So the exchange would probably go like this:(Fancy letter with sigil and rice paper from Johnathan)Bull,let’s find and fight a dragon.My necklace’s missing the thrill of the fight.Yours, JohnathanI’m not even joking.

💜 Give a random fact about their daily life together! Sometimes Johnathan wakes up still tired and complains about the make-up he has (wants, rather) to put on. Bull is happy to apply it for him, all focused and dead serious.The result is close to atrocious, but Joni doesn’t have the heart to kill his toothy smile and leaves his quarters regardless, proud of his green racoon eyes and the fard too heavy on the cheeks.Pretty much everyone has figured out what’s going on. They find it very sweet, though it looks ridiculous.

[politicalprocrastinator]

... So I may have slept through the 100 yet again last night because although I was meant to go out with one of the only genuine friends I have made here in Canada instead I took sleeping pills because I had a headache. Fun, fun, fun

The 100 6x02 - Twilight: Eclipse

God who else loves the typical shitty over expository dialogue. Amazing.

So Clarke's doppelganger wants to start a forced repopulation fic? He's not even that pretty???

Why do the 100 give all the fic scenes to random that nobody gives a fuck about when we all know they should go to Bellarke

Paralleling Bellarke to a family dynamic? It's weak but I feel fed

Niylah wants to scissor but Octavia only has a knife 😕

Considering what shoe they're in you'd think skaikru would have some sort of defence system.

The baddest bitch is back!!! Diyoza represent!!!

Diyoza is giving Raven strong suga mummy vibes I'm into it

Imagine if these actors weren't amazing it might actually expose how shite the script is

Echo has fewer facial expressions than Sebastian Stan I'm cackling

Oop first artery slash of the series Rothbug must be proud of himself

Lol the contrast in acting ability between Luisa D'Olivera and Tasya Teles is ridiculous I'm hysterical

If I was Octavia I'd be pissed everyone else wakes up looking like a shampoo model and she's still a bin racoon

Eliza... Damn u got me feeling emotional gurl...

Also this ep is triggering af

Madi Griffin jumping from the ceiling like that... Dramatic af she truly is Bellarke's child

Is it me or is sanctum the same set as Polis just painted in different colours?

Of all the times Clarke has wanted Bellamy to straddle her this situation is clearly not ideal

So now Octavia wants to save Bellamy? Girl just needs to sign up to Dr Phil already

Why does everyone just immediately start saying "your people" like it's a common phrase

Poor Raven she doesn't have a lot of romantic luck does she

Ooh Bellarke legs intertwined and they get caught in the act... I love it.

That look they gave one another when they came to? Soft. Sexy. Killed me.

Ooh looks like the others are in town. And they're kiddos so bellboy will be happy

[suzie81blog]

As I sit on the train on the journey back from Heathrow I can’t actually believe our honeymoon is already over. We stayed for 5 days in New York, and with the time difference it worked out that we did a day in London beforehand too.

Getting to NYC was a bit of a nightmare, and the flight back wasn’t much better, but the rest has been totally and utterly fabulous. It’s been a whirlwind of travel and people and sightseeing and noise and VERY cold weather, and I’m absolutely exhausted, but it was a wonderful experience. My back aches, my feet and legs hurt, my gloves are shredded but my phone and The Bloke’s camera are now full of pictures and I have a million memories to cherish and write about.

Here were just some of the highlights…

Staying at a fabulous Premier Inn near Heathrow the night before our flight – it was huge, ridiculously cheap and far better than the ones in the centre of London.

Having my bag fully searched and swabbed for drug residue at Heathrow – it happens every single time that I fly. Not a highlight as such, but it did make me smile. I must have a dodgy face…

Getting a free train ride on the LIRR Train to Penn Station as we used the wrong tickets. The ticket inspector must have felt sorry for us as he didn’t charge us, he just simply told us we had the wrong tickets and walked off.

The location of the hotel – just one block away from Times Square.

Eating a sesame seed bagel with cream cheese every morning for breakfast at the hotel, and then to save some money, taking one each with us for our lunch too.

Watching a couple who had just got married pose for photographs in Grand Central Station with their wedding party.

Grand Central on the first night

Times Square at about 6.00am, just because…

Sunrise down West 46th Street

Being asked by a group of Americans from Ohio what the building we were looking at was. It was the Empire State Building… They weren’t joking.

Discovering that the McDonalds do ALL DAY BREAKFASTS. Honeymoon or not, I indulged in a sausage McMuffin more times than I should probably mention… Yes, a McDonalds sausage McMuffin, before the smutty comments start…

Going to Times Square at 5.30am when there was virtually nobody there and then watching the sun rise down East 46th Street.

Standing in front of the Monet at the MOMA.

Monet’s Waterlillies at the MOMA

Visiting Tiffany’s, having a nice chat with the lift operator and adopting my inner Audrey Hepburn, without the croissant.

Deceiving the squirrels in Central Park into thinking that I had food for them. I didn’t, but it took them all while to catch on, by which point they had come close enough for me to give them individual names and take pictures.

Seeing my first ever wild racoon. It looked like it was up to no good, but it was incredibly cute!

The Temple of Dendur at The Met

A friendly squirrel – I called him Arthur. He looked like an Arthur.

The view from inside the MOMA

Sitting by the Temple of Dendur and then embarrassing The Bloke around the Egyptian exhibits in The Met – museums are always a source of fun and amusement whenever we go to one…

Drinking a cocktail on the rooftop bar of our hotel and toasting to the memory of our friend, Jan.

Watching the sunset from The Top of the Rock. Incredibly romantic – I think this was my favourite bit.

The sunset just disappearing and the view of the city from the Top of the Rock

Discovering an abundance of Snapple and proper pink lemonade. It’s not as easy to find in the UK, and it’s much more expensive.

Standing outside The Nederlander Theatre (the original home of RENT) with the opening song in my head.

Having a lovely chat with Alexander, the Empire State guard on the viewing deck while I got over my initial fear of the height…

One of the smaller rooms in Tiffany’s

The Bloke at The Top of the Rock

The crowd gathering at sunset at The Top of the Rock

Making our way down to the FDNY 8 building that was used for the Ghostbusters film, only to discover that it is having a major revamp and completely covered in scaffolding to the point we could only see the bottom part. Nobody is going to be calling the Ghostbusters anytime soon.

Paying our respects at the 9/11 memorial. The last time I visited New York, Tower 1 had just started to be constructed and the pools were still an enormous building site, so it was lovely to see it finished and looking beautiful. I couldn’t quite understand the people standing around them while smiling and taking selfies though – that didn’t seem right to me.

Bricking myself as I was eagerly approached by a drugs dog at the Staten Island Ferry Terminal, (despite the fact that I’ve never touched drugs in my life) only to discover that it wanted to play with the large woolly bobble of my hat that I was carrying in my hand. It’s handler just said ‘that’s not for you’ and pulled it away.

The Kreisler from the Empire State

FDNY 8 – The Ghostbusters Firehouse was undergoing a complete revamp. Gutted.

Alexander, the lovely guard at the top of the Empire State building

Seeing the skyline of Manhattan and the Statue of Liberty from the Staten Island Ferry.

Feeling like I was on a movie set when I saw the classic Brooklyn Bridge shot with Manhattan in the background.

Pano across Madison Square Park and the Flatiron Building

Witnessing the most ridiculous posturing and posing by teen wannabe Instagrammers at Brooklyn Park. The Bloke and I joined in…

Laughing at the further posturing and posing as we walked across the Brooklyn Bridge, listening to the cyclists yell at the tourists to get out of the bike lane and seeing the sunset over the Statue of Liberty.

The classic Instagram shot of the Manhatten Bridge from near Brooklyn Park

The Bloke and I putting the Instagrammers to shame with our selfie skills

Walking across the Brooklyn Bridge

Figuring out the Subway system… sort of.

Sitting on a bench in the B & H technology store while The Bloke went and got his geek on amongst all the camera equipment he wants.

Watching The Bloke attempt to use the chocolate dispensers at the M&M store, and accidentally ending up with about 2 lbs of them in a bag.

Walking along part of the High Line and then along the side of the Hudson River to see the U.S.S. Intrepid on a gloriously sunny day, even though it was freezing.

The Highline

The Nederlander Theatre, original home of RENT

The Bloke getting far too many M&M’s at the store on Times Square

Watching a group of guys perform semi-acrobatic moves around the poles on the subway.

Seeing actor Paul Kaye at Euston while waiting for our train home

  Special mentions to the people who helped us out when they didn’t have to or who were just very nice:

The awesome man with the strong Brooklyn accent who appeared out of nowhere and told us the best subway route to get to Brooklyn from the Staten Island Ferry.

The friendly man who told The Bloke that he should ‘marry me again’ when we gave money to his charity.

The really nice young couple who wanted us to take a picture for them as they posed at the Top of The Rock.

The lovely lady with a child in a pram who showed us how to find the start of the Brooklyn Bridge path.

The kind man who stopped to ask us if we needed help when we were clearly lost on the way back to JFK.

A lovely woman named Kelly from Virginia who was visiting with her sister and 82 year old mother. They had been to see Bette Midler perform in Hello Dolly and were completely overawed.

Central Park

We did have a couple of negative experiences with the locals, particularly with snobby people in Central Park, the staff at the New York Public Library who were INCREDIBLY rude and an idiot who waited until The Bloke and I got into a revolving door and then pushed it really hard and laughed as it slammed into us. I stumbled a bit but neither of us were hurt, thank goodness. However, in a city of over 8.5 million people, to say that there were only a few negative incidents, (and all but one were silly and minor) is an incredible thing. It was a lot more clean than I expected it to be and I felt safe (although it probably helped that I had a 6’3″ man walking next to me). I was warned in advance that New Yorkers are quite abrupt and rude in their interactions, but I found that most people just kept to themselves.

And now we’re home I’m already thinking about our next trip… I just need a month off for my feet to recover.

THANKS NYC – IT’S BEEN AMAZING…

The Brooklyn Bridge and Manhatten skyline

  All images in this post are my own and are not available for use

The Honeymoon: NYC 2017 As I sit on the train on the journey back from Heathrow I can't actually believe our honeymoon is already over.

[albino-whumpee]

On those quiet moments

As part of the editing, I decided to put 3 chapters into this one, collecting Sann´s experience at Zarai´s and how his relationship with Albus gets more intimate. Hope you enjoy it! (the first one requested by @liliability the second is inspired by this post by @whump-galaxy and the third one was requested by anon)

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Ok, god, this has been so so long in my drafts I´m so sorry.

I wanted to make something cute for this, I really tried, but Sann is opening up to me with a lot of dark stuff, so I will kind of share some of it? Hope you like it~

CW// Dehumanization, pet whump, creepy whumper, trauma recovery, collars, mental games, past noncon and dubcon touching, conditioning muzzles, conditioning, emotional whump, slight spice, mentioned past torture, scars, identity issues and trauma survivor navigating consent and relationships. Ask to tag! 

“Sann” the boy whispered to himself inside the crate he had arrived to the Glass mansion “Sann. My name´s Sann” he said to himself over and over as he tried to keep his mind away from the cold, from the pain of the bruises and beatings and the smell of other people. “Sann…”

His name was the first thing his Master gave him. Then the collar around his neck. A soft black leather band with golden buckles.

It meant Sann was his, and he had the right to do whatever he wanted to him.

Sann had expected to have his name called sweetly, gently pulled to his chest and be rewarded for his services. But his wishes were nobody´s concerns. Neither his comfort nor his happiness.

He was Robert Glass´s Romantic and he would obey his every whim.

He would stay put when he ordered him to. Watch how he took out his knife, or the belts, or the cane and the handcuffs and he would extend his wrists out and let him mark his body as he wished.

He would scream and shiver when he put the shock collar and slipped on the hood before leaving him tied in the basement for hours or even days, when he got sick of seeing his face.

He would go when he was called and smile when he ordered him to. He would take the beatings, the whipping and the tight ropes holding him in place for hours until his Master came to untie him and laugh when he plummeted to the ground made a shivering, crying mess behind the hood.

Despite all of it, he still held his hand, despite every second of screaming and begging, and rubbed raw wrists and ankles, he still called him Sirius sometimes.

Sometimes, when he wasn´t Sann, he would be kind. Sometimes, when they were alone on their way to another place, in the dark above the clouds, he would free him from his tight bindings. He would gently unbuckle the muzzle on his face and pull him up his lap to sooth his wedges and cuts and all the burns in his body.

“Quiet” the man would say as his stroke his cheek and slipped his hand down his thin shirt. Down his pants.

Sann would never admit now, sitting comfortably next to Al, head resting on his chest or chin on his shoulders, getting drunk in the fragrance of safety the albino induced, how Robert´s lips against his skin gave him goosebumps. How the man´s gentle shushing and hands felt like, when he played the game his father bought Sann for.

In the morning, he would be tied and muzzled all over again. However, when he got one second of solitude, Sann would pass his fingers over his lips. Wondering, if they could reach a point where the brusqueness of Sann´s kisses could be put aside for the gentleness of Sirius´s.

How much he had desired Robert to call him by the name of the person he longed for again, kissed the corner of his mouth and the tattooed lunars on his neck with affection Sann was forbidden from, and how earnestly, he had tried to keep him playing, to taste a little bit of the real love the man had to give, was his deepest secret.

It had been such a fierce desire, yet the dream cracked and crumbled when he took his voice.

By the time his Master took him to Zarai´s Christmas party and he met Albus, he had completely given up on getting kissed with love again.

It was slow, it took a while to stare at Albus with his shyness and odd ways of putting a smile on his face or tend invisible wounds he soothed with his presence alone, so the desire could ignite on his chest. Not the artificial warmth of letting his mind slip into the safety of his programming, but allow Sann, himself, to touch that flame and not burn on it.

Until one day, after Albus and Ma´am came from work, vibrating from accomplishment and pride, his happiness bled into him and Sann kissed him. He had seen how his face turned completely red but ended melting in his lips.

He wasn´t always sure if he was allowed to feel it as Sann, but with Albus, he didn´t have to whisper someone else´s name to hope there would be no pain later.

Being Sann was enough to be loved.

--

“I told you I´m not an artist” Sann said as Albus giggled at his fake, badly drawn mustache on the mirror.

They were once again alone at home, their owners going out for the weekend meant they had the house all to themselves and keys to go outside if they wished to. Sann had spent the whole weekend trying to teach Albus how to swim and laughing at his childish splashing. After so much time under the sun, a massive amount of freckles and small rashes had sprouted on their burnt skin, hence why they had rested the last day before their owners came back and applied sunscreen and cream on each other´s back before laying down in the couch. 

In Albus´ teasing about the new freckles in the other´s back, Sann had picked up the pen they had been using for an hour now to paint on each other´s skin.

“What do you say? Should I let one grow?” The other said looking at himself side by side. Sann stared at him for a long moment. In all the time since he had become Zarai´s property, he had never seen him use a razor.

“Can you?” he asked finally after a moment.

“Possibly not” he giggled taking the pen they had been using to doodle over their faces “But you would look handsome with a beard, should we try see?”

Sann shook his head as he swooshed away the other boy´s hands, unable to stop the smile on his face. Would he? His Master never let it grow, after all.

“Ok, ok. Give me your hand” Albus said extending his arm with a pen on the other. The taller boy looked at his hand and then at him, arching an eyebrow. “C´mon, it´s nothing bad, I swear” he flashed a little smile at him.

Sann put his hand on his, puzzled at the way the other watched and traced the burns and cuts extending all the way from the back of his hand to his forearm, more underneath the flamingo shirt he was wearing then. Webs of them hid from the view below his clothes when it was a “don´t wanna show” day.

His fingers ghosted the diagonal lines on his wrists and moved to the circular, old scars of cigarette burns, before doing that flip with his pen to settle it over his skin.

“Would you like something in particular?” Albus asked looking up at him through his lashes. White like the rest of him, hiding that beautiful gleam of red. Sann made a vague gesture as if saying go ahead and surprise him.

Albus was careful to not put too much pressure and the pen´s ink was cold, but after a while, he could find it almost soothing. Even better for Sann as he couldn´t get bored of seeing the other stick his tongue out just like every time he got completely focused.

“There, look” The other told him suddenly, just as his eyes went down to find the burns with blue lines that made them look like meteors, a few of the cuts made to look like an alien ship flying by, his own freckles made to look like stars, connected to other freckles with a pointed line. Right on the back of his hand, there was a telescope.

Sann passed his fingers over them with widened eyes and then his expression softened. Never thinking he would like to see the scars over his skin. He was not afraid of showing them, he didn´t care anymore, but he never thought they could be pretty to look at.

“Can you do the other?” Sann asked him with a warm feeling extending over his chest.

“If you let me paint a beard”

“Forget it”

“Oh, c´mon!” Albus laughed.

--

Being Zarai´s came with perks he would have called luxuries with his Master. A soft bed to sleep in where he wouldn´t be woken up to be dragged up the mattress and then tightly tied face down with his ass up in the middle of the night. That wouldn´t happen. He could sleep tangled up with Albus and he could be sure he wouldn’t wake up with an unusual pain in the back of his throat, but instead he would be woke up when the albino tried to leave the bed as silently as possible, but when he failed and Sann clung to his shirt, the albino would greet him with a kiss in his forehead and a whispered “good morning”.

Sann spent most of his time alone at the house. Carrying the three legged cat all around the house as he searched for things to do. He could swim at the pool and step out of the house whenever he wanted. He even had access to the TV, laptop and all the books at the studio. He had so much freedom suddenly, at the beginning he had knelt in the middle of the house and waited. Expecting it to be a game where Zarai would appear out of nowhere to punish him for his incredulity. He had rather play it safe. But a few months later, the scared boy was curled up in the sofa watching videos about how to build a hinge for a prosthetic leg for the cat purring in his lap. He still had the habit to look around every few minutes just to make sure nobody would come to hit him.

It had been a reflex to scrunch his eyes when Zarai pulled her hand up behind him one night. The woman and the albino were working in another project together and had stayed working until deep into the night. Sann had taken that time to make them company in the living room working on the latex prosthetic and was so focused on it, he hadn´t noticed it was already past three when Zarai tried to touch him.

He knew she wasn´t the type to hit her pets, he knew it and yet his breathing still got cut short when she called for him and the only thing he saw was her hand growing closer. He hadn´t even noticed he had put his arms around his head defensively until she called for him again.

“Sann?” she asked, gently pulling his arms away to see his terrified face. “I´m sorry, I didn´t mean to scare you” she said as the boy pulled his arms down slowly to sign sorry while shaking his head. “It´s kind of late already and my assistant is taking a break” she said nodding at the boy peacefully sleeping with his arms over the dining table with a blanket draped over his shoulders. “I´ll be working a bit longer, but I´ll need some help. Could you give me a hand, Sann?”

The pet´s eyes widened at her before giving a hesitating nod. After a while, Sann was sitting in the ground working on the spreadsheets scattered in the coffee table while Zarai revised her part of the work when Sann felt something fuzzy covering his shoulders. When he turned to see her, clinging to the blanket, the woman looked at him for a moment before slowly pulling her hand up to his hair. The boy flinched away slightly, but as her fingers ran through his hair smoothly, the boy let his defenses down one stroke at a time. Each stroke a little closer, making him a little less stiff, until finally, he leaned into her hand with closed eyes when she cupped his face in her hand.

For a second he doubted if he needed to go further, if it was necessary for him to show eagerness but after a second she simply went back to her work, her hand going back to her lap not looking for anything else to happen. In fact, the next time she touched him, it was only to put the slipping blanket back over his shoulders.

It was a warmth he had never had so freely given at Robert Glass´ mansion.

At his Master’s house, he would sit idly by the bed and wait for the guest to come inside the room, just as ordered. His knees were callous with how much he knelt, but his body still resisted to get used to the cold when wearing just the black leather harness and collar while waiting.

The first time he had serviced another person that wasn’t his Master by his orders, his heart thrummed on his ears like a war band. It had been with many people watching, many of who he had pleased right after the other. He had pleaded in vain, made them laugh when he begged to be forgiven and reserved to only his Master. His heart had raced and lost strength over and over, so many times now, that in the silence of the guest room on those nights he waited for the guest to come inside, it was calm.

A firm rhythm that stuttered whenever he heard steps outside. That smothered when they went away and beat with renewed strength, when the door opened to a face he hadn’t seen before, yet looked amused and pleased when they stared down at him.

His mind wondered sometimes, if the albino would ever look at him that way, but the thought quickly vanished.

There was one night he fled to the studio when nightmares came for him -Of past games his Master played with him and he had no chance of winning, nor of escaping the punishment for losing- when he knelt next to the couch and woke him up with ragged sobs and face filled with tears. The albino had rushed to straighten up and sat on the ground with him, allowing him to bury his face on his chest and cry.

After he had dried himself of tears to shed, when his cheeks were red and his eyes hurt from the strain on his head, he realized the thundering thrum of his heartbeat would be quiet.

Being held was a privilege back then, but with him, it was not earned by winning a game. Nor was expected to make his heart race all over again when sleeping together.

It was strange…a placebo, maybe, to have a pillow that prevented him from slipping his hand below the other boy´s waistband when training took over his judgement. It was a rule to have it between them if Albus was going to start sleeping with him and he was definitely trying his best to keep it that way, getting used to it was quick.

But after so many nights of being woken up to collect Sann on his arms, Albus was exhausted. He had forgotten to put the pillow between them and Sann had to shake him awake a few times so he could change and slip inside the bed. Still, he had an arm over his waist.

Sann´s heart picked up when Albus pressed himself against him. Feeling his face nuzzling against his back just making it drum harder. He could feel him so well, yet, he didn´t dare to move at all. He couldn´t even hear him over the loud ba-thump, ba-thump reverberating on his head.

The shock on those red eyes, cowering on the edge of the bed was something he never wanted to see again.

So when he jolted at the other´s half asleep groan, afraid he had moved, only to notice he was trying to retrieve the arm he was crushing underneath him, he giggled wryly.

He could hear his heart get quieter as the albino retrieved his arm, most probably numbed out, with half opened eyes, he brushed his cheek with his other hand and mumbled a thanks under his breath before going back to sleep.

Sann then tried to follow, taking his hand on his own and curling around it like a cat. Effectively stopping the wild drumming on his ears that become, ever so slowly, a soft murmur that melted with the sound of soft breathing.

[albino-whumpee]

The Pet´s party

A bit of my take in what could go wrong if a Romantic went touch starved in purpose. Also, a little secret I´ve been dying to write is unveiled today!

Taglist: @castielamigos-whump-side-blog @giggly-evil-puppy @cowboysrappin @haro-whumps @burtlederp @neuro-whump @comfortforthepain @whumps-the-word @whole-and-apart-and-between @broken-horn @ashintheairlikesnow @rosesareviolentlyread​ @starnight-whump @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @as-a-matter-of-whump  @whumpasaurus101 @grizzlie70 @twistedcaretaker

TW// Pet whump, dehumanization, slavery, noncon drug use, abuse, non con touching, conditioning, public humilliation, alcohol. Slight NSFW at some points.

Albus was standing in front of the mirror in his room. A few suits were scattered above the bed as he prepared for the party at the Glass residence. Apparently it had been Robert´s father idea to hold it in his house. He had a hunch Robert had a more active role on it, but nor Zarai or him could refuse to go. It was the company owner´s party after all. Even the trainees would attend it.

He put a purple tie in front of him before shaking his head and switching it with a grayish blue. He smiled to himself before stretching his neck to start tying it.

He stopped suddenly. Passing a hand over his bare neck.

“Albus come here” she had ordered him after they got home from work that day. He had trotted to her, putting his hands behind his back. Then she had lifted his chin with a single finger before loosening his tie. He flinched a bit, but held himself still after she pulled her eyebrows together. He squeezed tightly one hand with the other “Sorry” she said unbuttoning the collar of his shirt. Making him gasp slightly.

“Ma´am?” She passed her fingers over the white leather as Albus breathing quickened. Zarai exhaled slowly before nimble fingers unbuckled the collar and took it away.

“You won´t need this at the party today” Albus blinked before shyly putting his hand up and touching his neck. Put off by not feeling the familiar weight on it. “There won´t be shock collars this time either” she finished putting the collar over the dining table. “I made sure of that” she said stretching her sore shoulders.

Albus passed a thumb over the other before walking to her. Slowly, he passed his arms around her and gently squeezed. She went stiff, but didn´t pull away. “Thank you, ma´am” Zarai heard him whisper, before she pulled her own arms up.

Albus adjusted the knot of his tie before walking out of the room. A smile on his face that seemed to be contagious. As Zarai smiled back at him as they got on the car.

—

Finally there, Albus watched in awe the place Sann lived in and frankly, he was intimidated. Everything was luxurious and impeccable. The spacious halls full of marmol and fine wood, filled to the top with equally fine ornaments and extravagant objects.

Servants ran around giving drinks and food to everyone without rest. Referring to him as “sir” with a smile on their face despite their eyes telling they were two seconds away of dropping in exhaustion.

In the garden next to the pool, gourmet food was prepared and made a show about while a band played.

However, it wasn´t the champagne Tony and Sasha drank as if it was water, or the ice sculpture Jeremy was trying so hard to take a photo of, what Albus was looking for.

He had asked around the hall, the gardens, inside the mansion, to stationed servants and butlers, but nobody knew where Sann or Robert where. A bad feeling settled harder in his stomach as time passed.

He was walking through a hall when he found Sasha and Zarai trying to find out who could drink quicker a bottle of tequila. Some liquid dripped over Zarai´s black palazzo but that didn´t seem to bother her. The whole team broke into hollering and whistling when the woman lifted the bottle in the air triumphantly and Sasha collapsed in laughter. Albus was happy to see her having fun.

He handed her a napkin as Tony helped Sasha stand up. Trivial conversations continued even as the music began to melt into the night sounds until there was none and the alcohol took away the worry.

It was almost 3 am when Robert hugged Albus from behind.  

“Hello darling” he whispered into his ear in the same honeyed tone Jefferson had used back then, making him jump away with terrified eyes. “Oh, sorry, didn´t mean to scare you” Robert said with that foxxy smile coming to his lips “Happy to see you enjoying the party. Congratulations on the Dune project. You did a great job” he said, looking around as Albus held his arms over his chest “Where´s Zarai? She will miss the big surprise in the hall”

Albus swallowed the fear, but couldn´t hide the shaking of his legs “Surprise?”

Robert looked at him and then smiled.

“Go find Zarai and go to the hall, Albus” he commanded him. Mechanically, he set into motion to complete the order.

She found her sitting on a chair on the garden, laughing along Tony and Sasha. He breathed in and out over and over, trying to sooth the violent trembling rattling his bones before walking to them.  

“I thought you were scarier boss” Sasha said with a short sigh.

“Nah, it´s just the face” she joked pulling her cup to her lips but stopping at the last second “But, maybe I softened up a bit” she said lost in her wine “you can relax a lot if you have capable assistants” she pointed at Terrance who was singing with the guys from development “You did a great job of softening that guy up, Sasha. He was insufferable three years ago”

She was about to reply when she spotted the albino trembling on a corner.

“Hey, Albus?” she stood up, walking closer “You ok?” 

She barely tapped his shoulder when he turned to slap it away. Eyes wide and scared. 

“Nope, you´re not. What happened?” after a few seconds, his face twisted into recognition, followed by embarrassment.

“S-Sorry. You surprised me. It´s nothing” he said eyes nailed to the grass as Zarai and Tony walked to them. After a moment they were among a full crowd in the hall.

“You sure you´re ok?” Sasha asked him, getting a nod from him before turning to find a thick wall of people whispering to each other. “What´s this?” Sasha asked to the person in front. But they only shrugged. 

“Good evening, everyone. First and foremost, thank you for coming today” Robert´s voice echoed through the tall halls as a servant tapped Albus shoulder and made them follow him to the middle of the sea of people “In behalf of my father, I would like to congratulate you for the great performance of our company in the Dune project” he started clapping, making a bang of applauses drill Albus´s ears. Finally, Zarai and him got to stand next to Robert “Specially to our Marketing head, Zarai Montenegro and her assistant, Albus Serra” between the claps the trainees shouted “Mister Serra!” with an energy that made him blush. ”He´s got fans” he said making a wave of little laughs. “So, I´m giving you full access to your biggest, beloved fan” he said as a servant struggled to pull something from a rope.

A half naked figure stumbled to his feet as whistles made a round, dizzy eyes trying to find the hands touching him through the crowd but failing to focus. A violent tug on his collar made him fall to his knees, barely catching himself with wrists tied together in a red ribbon.  

“Sann!” Albus shouted. Making the boy look on his direction. Eyes sparkled as he tried to lift himself up but failed. Earning even more laughs. Albus tried to run off to him, but was intercepted by Robert himself.

“Not so fast, lover boy” He said pushing him back to Zarai. Robert twisted his lips into a grin “You know? He´s a sweet romantic. He gets really sad if someone doesn´t touch him in a while. So I made him extra grateful for any touch today” he walked to the boy and crouched. Then he extended his hand in front of him and the boy leaned into it, kissing his palm all the way to the wrist before he wripped on the least and dragged him to stand. Robert pointed to the small bulge on his shorts “Look at that,  wish my salary went up that fast too” he said savoring their disgusted faces. “He´s pretty and needs all the attention right now, so I´m giving him off for the night to one lucky guy as prize for such a magnificent job on the Dune project! Or gal. He´s suited for all”

“Stop this, Glass” Zarai growled grabbing his elbow, but the man only laughed as if expecting that exact response.

“My lady! But what show would we give if there´s no pet doing tricks for us?” He said taking out a control from his pants and showing it around “What do you say y´all? Should I show you a better entertainment instead of my pet?” He looked straight into Albus´ direction “Should I show you your favorite pet´s act?” Zarai didn´t know what he was talking about, but she tried to fish the remote off his hands. “So hasty!” he laughed, walking away “Now, let me set some rules! To win a night with this gorgeous boy, you need to do three things” Albus suddenly felt the room getting energized. A few faces actually eager to take on the challenge. He only saw Sann being held straight by the leash attached to his collar. “One, adjust your glasses” he shouted. Zarai gave up on trying to take the control and walked to Albus.

“Go for him” She ordered. Nodding, he walked taking his coat off.

“Two, drop to position 34” the moment he said that, Sann dropped to the ground and sticked his butt out, knees apart to give full view to the people behind him. There was a moment of silence before Zarai saw Albus was doing the exact same.

“Albus?” She said, watching the boy trying to pull himself up, face red and scared of how his body had moved on its own to a position he shouldn´t know. A position only romantics should know.

“Hold it” Robert said as Albus slammed his forehead back to the ground, unable to resist the order.

“Stop it Robert!” Zarai cried, trying to lift Albus off the floor but the boy´s body refused. As if suddenly it wasn´t his. “Albus stop!”

“And now say “I´m just Zarai´s slut”” He said before putting the photos Jefferson had taken in the projector behind him, just censored enough to keep the most private parts off.

Click, click, click

He remembered the sound. Albus didn´t need to look up to understand what everyone was seeing. Some put their phones up in awe. Others simply had their jaw open, horrified. He closed his eyes and breathed in hard. Hearing Sasha and Tony rushing through the crowd to get to him. But he stood up making all eyes follow him to where Robert was.

“I´m just Zarai´s slut” he said with eyes cast down. He saw the microphone get closer to his lips and when he lifted his eyes, Robert delighted himself on the humilliation on them before he whispered again, this time his words echoing through the whole mansion “I´m just Zarai´s slut”

“Good boy” Robert said, ruffling the albino´s hair “Looks like we got our winner” he announced to the silent audience. “He´s all yours. Be sure to bring him back” he sing songed before the whole hall heard the slam of Zarai´s hand making his head whip to a side.

“Puto malparido” she heaved, feeling a sharp sting on her hand.

Robert simply smiled “What made you get a romantic Zarai?”

“I didn´t. He´s not supposed to know!” Robert shrugged.

“The handlers must have been bored out of their minds then” He said ironically. Pleased with her face, he took away the photos. “Thank you for attending today. Hope you enjoyed the show” he had the nerve to say before Tony grabbed his tie and put his fist up.

—–

Albus walked to Sann taking off his coat in the way and knelt to cover Sann with it. The servant extended the leash to Albus but he was more focused cupping Sann´s face, searching for injuries on his body. The pet leaned on to the touch, giving him a kiss on the wrist that freaked him out. 

“Oh god what did he do to you?” he whispered as he quickly untied the ribbon on his wrists. Not expecting him to jump on him in a kiss, so deep, he went red immediately.

Albus had to push him away and see in full display the pet´s erection. Covering his mouth with his left hand he noticed Sann´s lips tasted like a drug…  Albus scrambled to cup his face and hopefully cover him from outside eyes. 

“Look at me. C´mon Sann, look at me” he said, gently, making teary eyes stare into his. Hearing a dry thud behind him. He tried to keep his voice calm “You´re drugged. This is not what you want to do. Not like this” He searched for the boy with a bratty smile below the pained face from being rejected, craving affection as if it was air. Albus bit his lower lip before putting away the hand trying to go up his thighs. “No, Sann”

Sann leaned on Albus and started rubbing his nose against his face, trying to make his way to a kiss. But Albus whipped his head to a side. Running out of patience, Sann tried grabbing his face and make him kiss him, but the boy froze when red teary eyes fell on him.

Albus covered Sann´s hand and let himself lean into it. Soothing it with his thumbs. 

”Come back, Sann. Please” He said, never breaking eye contact. Even as a tear rolled down his cheek into his own hand “Please, stop…” Sann stared back with a frown. Any intent of furthering action dropped, as he let Albus put his hand back in his lap.

Sann took away the hand after a moment to sign.

“Hug?” Albus thought he asked, looking worried he would say no. But instead his eyes softened as he nodded. Opening his arms to receive the other with a thud. Sann buried his face into his chest as Albus ran a hand through his hair and tried to not think about the little metal studs poking against his chest.

Albus sighed as he pulled his coat to cover him better. Soothing his back slowly.  Albus lifted his eyes to catch Sasha staring at him with furrowed eyebrows. He opened his mouth but nothing came out. 

 “I´m sorry I didn´t tell you” he finally said after a moment.

She took a deep breath and crouched. She pulled the bracelet covering her wrist, revealing a burn mark. Exactly where the numbers should be. The boy´s eyes widened and pulled them up to see her smile. 

“I never asked” she said. “It´s gonna be ok, yeah?” She wiped away the tear rolling down the boy´s face with her thumb

Zarai stood above both of them. Her eyebrows in a tight knot. Albus hugged Sann closer, protectively, hearing a small purr from him.

“I´m sorry, ma´am. I-I just…” She crouched to hug them both.

“He forced you didn´t he?” at his silence she sighed, collecting the albino in her arms “It wasn´t your fault” 

As soon as the words left her mouth, Albus couldn´t resist any longer and broke down crying. Sann lifted his head up with a worried face and hugged him tighter.

“Let´s go home” she said pulling away before the boy sniffed and nodded.

Sasha and a bruised Tony helped them put Sann on the back of the car. Albus sat next to Sann, soothing his hand with slow circular motions as a sheepish smile sat on his face.

Robert was standing outside talking with Zarai sporting a bright purple bruise on his cheek that didn´t seem to bother him at all.

“I´m giving you until tomorrow night” he terminated, making her go stiff “I don´t see him one minute later and I´m sending the cops to bring him back. Understood, princess?”

“I´ll bring him myself. With a lawyer” he leaned into the man, a sharp stare that made him hold his breath “You´re abusing him. Even for pets, what you have done to him for two years is torture. You better prepare yourself”

“You wouldn´t…” his little smile vanished as he saw how serious she was before she turned on her heels and walked to her car.

“See you in court, Glass”

The man was left speechless, as she drove away and turned right to take the highway home. 

As the sun began to appear on the horizon, Albus tried to suffocate the question slowly drowining every and each thought at Sasha´s quick explanation: How does a pet become a person again?