#technically the film that started it all. lowkey

[the-hot-zone]

if i watch tws genuinely take me out back and shoot me ok

[slut4thebroken]

A Pleasant Surprise

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Pairing | Neil Lewis x reader

Summary | You’re hired to gain dirt/intel on Neil so your client can blackmail him into selling his store or something idk lol. You’re stalking him basically.

Warnings | Smut, technically non con cause voyeurism, come eating lowkey lol, stalking, overstim, masturbation, multiple orgasms, pain kink?, light cbt, pathetic & subby!Neil obvi.

Words | 1.7 k

Notes | I wrote this in like… one hour lmao.

Ao3 link | <3

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Kinktober | day 20: CBT

“I think I’m going insane.”

Your friend laughed through the phone at your opening, then finally replied, “Why?”

“You know that guy I was hired to gain intel on?”

“Scrawny, nerdy one, right?” She asked. “Something about not selling his store?” You sighed heavily, finally taking the binoculars away from your face for a break. 

“Yeah. All he does is sit at home and watch movies, go to work, and then sometimes sit at work and watch movies… I’m so fucking bored.”

“Can you at least see the tv and watch too?”

“Yes, but it doesn’t even matter! They’re all weird, obscure films that no one has ever even heard of!” Your friend laughed again and you rolled your eyes. “Shut up— It’s not funny.” You grumbled. 

“It’s a little funny.”

“Then switch jobs with me!” You whined, despite already knowing her answer. 

“Can’t. I'm watching this rich kid who’s supposed to take over his dead dad’s business.” 

“Rich kid? Is he hot?”

“Hang on.” You heard some movement through the phone, then felt it vibrate. “Check your messages.” You obeyed and turned the phone on speaker before opening the text from her, finding a picture of one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen in your entire life. 

“What the hell? That’s not fair!” Your voice got even more whiny than it was before as you pouted. 

“Eh… He travels a lot for work which is annoying. And like I said, his dad just died so he’s all depressed now.”

“I’d rather have a sad fucking Greek sculpture than,” you lifted the binoculars again, but Neil was gone. “Okay- what the fuck? I swear, I took my eyes off him for less than two minutes.”

“Oh my god— please go do your job. I have to go anyway, he should be leaving the office soon.”

“Whatever.” You huffed with a pout while you searched the other windows of the house for any sign of him. “Enjoy your hottie while I’m stuck doing nothing all day.”

That made her laugh quietly. “Let’s meet up for dinner soon, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah…” You muttered playfully, unable to hide your smile. 

The call finally ended and you focused your attention on the house again. Usually if he went into the bathroom, the light was on, but the room was still dark. After waiting a few minutes, you finally saw the bedroom light flick on. Neil was bad about leaving his blinds open, but you weren’t complaining— it made your job a lot easier.

He sat down at a desk and was typing something on the computer. You couldn’t see what because he was perpendicular to the window you were watching him through, so you could only see him from the side. 

Then, after a couple minutes, his hand drifted down to his crotch. Your eyes widened as you stared at him, hoping he was just adjusting himself or something… But, no. He started palming his bulge and you practically ripped the binoculars away from your face with a blush. 

This has happened a few times over the course of your career and usually you just take it as a sign to go on a break and get food or something… However, you couldn’t help it when you slowly lifted the binoculars again, biting your lip as you watched. 

It didn’t take long for him to scramble to open his pants and take out his erection. You choked on your spit and your eyes widened again once you saw it— flushed pink and a lot bigger than you would’ve guessed. When your mouth started watering, you forced yourself to look away, but it barely took five seconds for your gaze to stay back to him. 

He was stroking himself now, his free hand using the computer mouse to most likely find a video to watch. Neil definitely wasn’t your usual type— he was too submissive and pathetic… but something about the way he was pumping his cock like a fucking horny teenager had you reaching a hand in your pants to join. You imagined him whining and whimpering, begging for pussy… Not your pussy, obviously. That would be unprofessional... 

His mouth dropped open and you wished you could hear his moans. You also wished you could hear the sound of him rapidly stroking his cock, slick with the lotion that was sitting on his desk that he used as lube. 

Your fingers worked faster on your clit, hoping to finish before the ‘show’ ended, even though you weren’t really expecting to— he didn’t exactly seem like the type to have a lot of stamina. 

Neil was presumably changing the video again, then he moved his hand down from the computer mouse to cup his balls, the sensation making him throw his head back. You watched, completely entranced, as he jerked off while playing with his balls, the visual making your cunt gush, no doubt soaking through the fabric of your panties. 

His hips were squirming and bucking off the desk chair as he reclined back into it as much as he could without falling. When his hips thrusted up again, and he almost actually fell off the chair that time, you rolled your eyes, still not even knowing how you were possibly finding anything about this man attractive… 

Despite that though, you could feel yourself getting closer to the edge already. Based on how frantic his movements were getting, you figured you wouldn’t be able to come before he finished and you were proven correct when, barely ten seconds later, he finally came. 

Ropes of come shot out of his cock, landing on his shirt, as his body twitched and writhed, riding it out. You groaned quietly in disappointment, your fingers slowing to a stop on your clit as you sighed. While Neil sat there panting and recovering, you debated just finishing early tonight and heading home so you could finally come, but you saw more movement again. 

Rather than getting up, Neil was scooping up the come from his shirt and licking it off his fingers. You raised your brows as you watched through the binoculars, trying not to laugh. After that, he took a deep breath and reached for his cock again. He wrapped his hand around it, but didn’t move yet, confusing you. 

Then he started rapidly stroking his half hard cock, faster than before, making your eyes widen in surprise. He was squirming and writhing on the chair, and his mouth was moving, but you couldn’t read his lips from the side like this. It didn’t take long for you to rejoin, your fading orgasm starting to approach again as you rubbed your clit in time with his pumps. 

With his other hand, he reached for his balls again, but he pressed his hand flat against them. You watched with morbid curiosity, wondering what he was doing, but your silent question was answered when he reeled his hand back and brought it down hard on his balls. His whole body jerked and his legs quivered with the effort of keeping them open. 

If you weren’t so fucking turned on right now, you might’ve even laughed at how pathetic he was. Instead, all you could do was moan. 

He did it again and again, but you could tell he was keeping his hits kind of light. If it were you, you’d be using a paddle…

He suddenly let go of his cock and you practically held your breath as you waited. It was twitching on his stomach, red and leaking precum from the tip. He spanked his balls again and it jerked, then he spanked his cock. He didn’t react much because it seemed like he was too scared to hit hard, but once he realized it didn’t hurt, he did it again, harder this time. Except he apparently overestimated how much force he’d be able to use and he cried out, his body doubling over. 

For a brief moment, he just trembled, then he quickly shot back up, reclining in the desk chair again… coming for the second time tonight. He instinctively started stroking his cock again, but his face scrunched up in a grimace and he immediately had to slow down because of the overstimulation, as well as the lingering pain. 

Your orgasm hit you suddenly and you bit back a groan, trying to keep your eyes on him as you came. Your hips squirmed against your fingers as you rode it out, watching his hand slow to a stop. After another moment, you finally sagged back on the rooftop, panting heavily. Neil was in a similar state; catching his breath as his sensitive, almost bright red cock gave a few weak twitches on his stomach before starting to soften. 

Once he recovered well enough, he logged out of the computer and then carefully peeled off his messy shirt, tossing it haphazardly on the floor. 

“Huh…” You muttered under your breath, taking in his pale, barely toned stomach along with his somewhat skinny, but long cock, and his pale thighs peeking out from where his pants were pushed down. He was definitely very scrawny, but he was actually more attractive than you would’ve guessed. 

Now that you were really looking at him too, he actually kind of looked like the rich kid your friend was currently stalking— just different hair, and a less neat and expensive appearance. You desperately wanted to tell her about your realization, but you knew the abrupt shift in your thoughts would be suspicious, so you decided to just wait and “coincidentally” bring it up the next time you both got drunk together— when you’d actually be able to admit to her that you got off while watching him masturbate…

Eventually, he carefully tucked his cock back in his pants, wincing at how sensitive he was, then he got up and left the room. A few seconds later, the bathroom light turned on, so you decided to just call it a night since he’d probably just be watching a movie and eating dinner before going to bed— assuming he followed the same routine he’s been doing every night for almost a week now. 

Still don’t know how to end one shots tbh

[toomanystoriessolittletime]

private collection

Summary: Dieter asks you, his PA turned girlfriend, to take a video of him to help promote the project of a friend of his. He makes sure to thank you for it afterwards.

Pairing: Dieter Bravo x fem. reader

Wordcount: 2.3k

Rating: E

Warnings: based on that damn instagram dancing snippet, flirting, dancing, established relationship, kissing, smut (unprotected sex; oral sex f receiving), cum play, making some private videos, sneak of a bj at the end

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A/N: look, I had to. Somebody stop this man keep going. Used @iamasaddie's gif as Inspo (hope that's okay! Tumblr apparently won't let me message anyone from this account some reason 🥲) cause I suck at all things graphic design. Merry Crisis!

Full Masterlist // Dieter Bravo Masterlist

The night was coming to an end and you were tired. 

Dieter had insisted you come with him to a get together with some of his friends who were in town to promote their newest projects. Of course all of them knew that you were much more than just the PA the outside world knows you as.

You had been dating on and off for around four years. What started as a… mutual quarantine friends with benefits kinda situation turned into something more throughout the last year. You had been with him through his final successful rehab and you couldn’t be prouder of him being sober for almost two years now. By now you were living together, but keeping it all lowkey. You were still working as his PA, but not for that much longer. 

You’d start working at Dieter’s new production company as an production assistant in the next year. You had always wanted to work in that field, being Dieter’s PA and the pandemic only delaying your goal by a bit.

Not that you were mad about it.

Sure, you would still technically work for Dieter, but not like you did now. You would work for the COO of the company and not for Dieter directly. 

„Come dance with my baby,“ he gave you one of those smiles he knew you couldn’t resist, his friends already on their feet, music loud in the background as Dieter held his hand out for you. Knowing you couldn’t say no to him you took his hand and let him pull you up and into the middle of the room. 

It was a small private bar in some fancy restaurant, the only people around his friends and one bartender. Crossing your arms behind his neck, feelings his arms, his hands on your back you let him sway you to the music, his chest against yours. 

„You look really pretty tonight,“ he hummed with a small smile, kissing your forehead. 

„Thank you. My man got this dress for me,“ you grinned softly, your fingers playing with the soft hair in the back of his neck. It was just a black sweater dress he had surprised you with the week before.

„He got good taste, your man,“ he grinned back and you nodded. 

„He got his moments,“ you teased and he chuckled, swaying your bodies to the song. 

„Thank you for coming with me tonight. I know you wanted to stay in. But it was nice having you here with me. And I promise we will stay in for the whole weekend and do whatever you want,“ he said and you smiled at him. 

„Love you,“ you smiled softly and he mumbled a love you too, before he kissed you softly. 

You continued to dance for another two songs, one slow song, and one where Dieter attempted to teach you how to actually dance to the beat, but you were a lost cause, you both ending in a fit of giggles before he tells you that he wants to head home. 

You agreed, wanting to use the restroom before.

„Baby, you gotta help us,“ he called out to you when you came back into the room. With a raised eyebrow and a small smile you walked towards Dieter and his three remaining friends. 

„With what?“ You asked.

„Wanna promote his movie and had an idea,“ Dieter said, nodding towards one of his friends.

„Okay?“ You nodded, a little confused. 

„But these suckers can’t stop laughing while filming so you gotta,“ he winked and now you were intrigued. 

„What exactly am I going to be filming?“ You playfully narrowed your eyes. 

„Just little old me, dancing towards the camera while this song play,“ he shrugged innocently but you could see his eyes sparkling with mischief. 

You actually listened to the song, lips parting as you recognised it. Sucking your bottom lip between your teeth you looked up at Dieter before you playfully rolled your eyes, holding your hand out for his phone. He kissed your nose softly before he walked back towards the other side of the room while someone put the song on repeat and turned it louder. 

„How slutty is this going to be?“ You asked with a small grin as you searched through his phone for the camera app. 

„Oh you know me, baby. Just the right amount,“ he winked at you and you chuckled before you straightened up, watching him with a smile as you pressed record. 

„Do your worst then, Bravo,“ you challenged and he danced towards you, smoulder full on, his eyes on you behind the phone as he moved his body, pulling his arms up, hands towards his face as he danced closer towards you. You bit your lip as you watched him, asking yourself how you got so lucky to get to call him yours when his lips twitched into a smile as he was close to you, his hands coming to rest on your hips as he kissed your cheek, your skin suddenly flushed at his little performance. You chuckled as you stopped the video before you tilted your chin up to kiss him softly. 

„Let’s get out of here?“ He asked and you nodded.

You used the way home to edit his social media posts, taking a little longer than usual to edit the clip of him dancing, cutting the last part of him kissing you out. 

„Gotta say this video hits different cause I get to experience just how well you can move your hips on an almost daily basis,“ you said with a small smile and felt Dieter look at you from the drivers seat. 

„Aren’t you a lucky girl?" He teased and you looked up at him. 

„Can’t argue with that,“ you sighed with a dreamy smile and felt his hand on your thigh the next moment. You were finished with editing by the time Dieter parked his car in his garage. 

„You wanna look or should I just post?“ You asked. 

„Just post it,“ he said. 

„You sure? Pretty sure that video could qualify as foreplay,“ you grinned and he chuckled. 

„Merry Christmas to everyone watching then,“ he winked before he got out of the car. As he rounded the car to open your door, you hit post, putting his phone into your purse as you let him help you out of the car. 

„How do you feel about some actual foreplay upstairs?“ He asked before he kissed you as soon as you were out of the car, your back leaning against the car door. 

„Pretty sure you could just fuck me right here from how wet it made me to watch this video two hundred times while editing,“ you mumbled against his lips, feeling his twitch into a smile. 

„While I’d love to do just that,“ he whispered, one of his hands tilting you head up, the palm of his hand caressing your cheek. 

„I really want you to sit on my face,“ he winked before he pulled you into his house.

„Oh my god, Dieter,“ you gasped, your fingers wrapped around the wooden headboard in front of you, Dieter’s arms wrapped around your thighs, his head between them as he ate you out. 

He really did not waste any time to get you to sit on his face as soon as you made it upstairs, stripping down himself then you quickly, before pulling you on top of him. 

His tongue was merciless, playing with your pussy like only he could, bringing you closer and closer towards your first orgasm. One of his arms let go of your thigh, his hand coming up to play with your tits, palm squeezing one of them softly. 

„Shit, baby. Right there, suck on my clit,“ you moaned, crying out when he did just that, your walls clenching around nothing seconds later as your orgasm washed over you, your lips parted with a satisfied smile, head thrown back as you rode it out, one of your hands coming down to slip into his hair as he continued to lick into you. 

Finally you looked down, finding his dark eyes already fixed on you and you slipped down his chest, his hands coming to rest on your hips as you straddled his, slowly rubbing your drenched pussy over his cock. 

„You’re so fucking sexy, baby,“ he said as he licked his lips and you grinned before you leaned down to meet his lips in a sloppy kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. 

„Want you to ride my cock baby, please,“ he whined between kisses, as you continued to slip his cock through your wet folds. 

„Yeah?“ You teased against his lips. 

„Fuck, yes please,“ he whimpered, his hands kneading your ass as he helped you move on top of him. You loved how needy he got sometimes.

„What if I really want to suck your cock?“ You asked and he groaned. 

„Later. Wanna be inside you now,“ and you hadn’t it in you to tease him any longer, sitting yourself up and wrapping your hand around his cock to line him up. 

You both moaned when you sunk down on him, every inch of his thick cock stretching you perfectly just like it did since the first time you had fucked until you were sitting on top of him, cock deep inside of you. 

„Shit, your pussy is so fucking perfect,“ Dieter moaned and you smiled down at him. His eyes on your tits before he looked up into your eyes. 

„All of you is fucking perfect,“ he moved his hips beneath you and you gasped. With both of your hands on his chest you began to move on top of him, first rolling your hips before you slowly began to ride his cock.

„Feels so good, Dieter,“ you moaned softly, enjoying the way his cock was stretching you out. 

„Yeah?“ He asked, both of his hands on your tits, playing with them. You sucked your bottom lip in, nodding as you began to move faster, bouncing on his cock. He began to move too, thrusting up into you to meet you halfway, the sound of skin smacking against skin filling the room. 

„You close?“ He asked and you nodded. 

„Good girl. Use my cock and make yourself cum. It’s yours,“ he groaned and you moaned. 

„Wanna fuck you from behind after you cum, shoot my cum all over your back,“ he said, his eyes on you as he fucked up into you harder. 

„Oh fuck,“ you moaned, arching your back as your second orgasm rushed through you, your hands covering Dieter’s that were still on your tits as you slowly rode it out. 

As you breathed deeply you looked down at Dieter with a fucked out smile on your lips. 

„Hands and knees baby,“ he winked up at you and you sighed before you got up from him and let Dieter help you get you on your hands and knees, still feeling a little wobbly from your second orgasm, his cock back inside of you within seconds. He grabbed his pillow, pushing it under your chest and you let yourself fall down even further, your ass up in the air as he fucked into you. 

„You good?“ He asked and you nodded. 

„Use me, baby,“ you said, the side of your head on the mattress, wiggling your ass playfully and he slapped it twice. 

„Tell me if it gets to much,“ he said and you nodded, crying out at the next moment as he began to fuck you with hard, deep thrusts. Somehow he felt even deeper like this and it was like you could feel him everywhere as he pumped himself into you, the bed squeaking beneath you with how hard he was fucking you. 

It felt so fucking good, Dieter knowing just how he had to touch you to make you feel good.

„Oh fuck I’m gonna cum,“ he groaned and you nodded desperately. 

„Cum for me baby,“ you whined, already feeling his cock twitching inside of you before he pulled out. You turned your head to look up at him, his hand jerking off his cock, a long groan escaping his lips before you felt the first rope of his cum on your back. His eyes were closed, head thrown back as he milked himself dry and you hummed with a tired smile, his eyes opening when he finished, finding yours. 

With a fucked out smile he looked down at you before he looked at the mess he made of you. Leaning down you gasped when you felt his tongue run up your spine, licking himself off before your felt one of his hand on your arm, finding yourself on your back moments later with him towering over you, his lips meeting you in a messy almost desperate kiss, both of you moaning as you shared the taste of his cum. 

„Your so fucking filthy,“ you mumbled against his lips with a grin. 

„You love it,“ he grinned back and you  kissed him again, your arms crossing behind his back and he landed on top of you with a surprised huff. 

„I really fucking do,“ you agreed with a laugh. 

The next morning, you were only wearing his shirt form last night, you sneakily filmed him in his kitchen as he made breakfast for you, wearing only some very low hanging grey sweatpants. 

You filmed him as he danced through the kitchen, Christmas lights hanging on his kitchen window as Wham’s „Last Christmas“ played in the background. Excited for the first Christmas you would spend as a couple.

And much later it was Dieter who filmed you, him with a Christmas hat on and you, with his cock down your throat. 

But those videos would remain private. 

For just you and him.

[7ndipity]

Roommates with Jin(College au)

Jin x Reader

Summary: Headcanon list and blurb about moving in/being roommates with Jin

Warnings: not proofread

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! I started it as a drabble, but couldn’t decide on a single idea, so I made it a hc list instead, I hope that's alright. Also, big thanks to everyone for your patience as I slowly catch up on requests.

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Requests are open

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Moving in together was technically his idea, after your roommate announced they were transferring and you were stressing about finding a new one

“What if I just move in?” He’d all but blurted one evening over dinner, leaving you to nearly choke on your drink before gaping at him.

You’d only been dating for about six months, so you definitely had some concerns about moving too fast, but you couldn’t deny that the idea was a lot more appealing than living with a potential stranger, so ultimately you agreed.

He was so happy when you said yes, practically skipping to buy packing supplies.

The two of you fell into habit with each other surprisingly fast, balancing out tasks and chores almost without thought.

He makes sure you wake up on time in the morning, you make his coffee. He takes the trash out, you do the vacuuming. Etc…

You’re friends joke that you’ve become the parents of the group, bc there’s always someone sleeping over on your couch or staying for dinner(and by someone, I mean usually Jungkook)

Which reminds me, he’s a really good cook(he jokes that he almost went to culinary school instead of majoring in film) He was lowkey horrified by the amount of instant ramen and takeout you’d been surviving on previously, so your diet definitely improved when he moved in.

Half of your conversations are yelled because you’re on opposite ends of the appartment and refuse to walk through the house to find each other.(yeah, the neighbors kinda hate you, but it’s just Joon and Yoongi, so it’s nbd)

Late night cram sessions, where one or both of you are almost falling asleep on the other’s shoulder, but you won’t just go on to bed because you’re trying to be supportive.

Movie nights that he claims count as studying for him(even tho you’re like 99% sure his professor didn’t assign Shrek 2 as viewing material)

Being able to find each other's things, but never your own.

Going all out for holiday decorations, but you have to agree on them before purchsing bc one time you bought one of those motion activated figures for Halloween without telling him and he almost had a heart attack and punched it in the face.

Groaning as you set down the last box, you staggered over to where Jin sat unpacking another box before sliding down to sit next to him on the floor with a soft thud.

“Is that the last of it?” He asked.

“Yep, everythings here.” You slumped against his shoulder, “Ugh, I’m so tired. I think I went up and down those stairs two hundred times.”

“Hey, look.” Jin nudged you as he looked around at the disorganized mix of furniture and boxes scattered throughout the space.

“What?”

“We did it. We’re in our apartment.” He said, grinning at you proudly.

“Yeah, we are.” You agreed, returning his smile.

”This is our living room. That’s our bedroom, our bathroom.” He pointed as he spoke.

“We have a kitchen too.” You noted.

“You wanna cook dinner together in our kitchen?” He asked, raising a brow at you.

“Maybe tomorrow, I’m too tired now.” You sighed, falling back on the floor dramatically. “Can we just go to bed?”

“Fine by me.” He chuckled, getting to his feet and turning to face you. Rather than helping you up, however, he simply grabbed hold of your ankles and began pulling you across the floor.

“What are you doing?!” You squealed.

“Taking you to bed.” He said. “I can’t carry you right now, my back hurts.”

[girlacticrailroad]

series review: pluto

Ai-oon, the girlfailure of our dreams.

Pluto was a fun series to follow week by week, not just for the twists and turns, but for the extra layer of meta suspense on top: Could Snap25 somehow turn this trashy book into a masterpiece?

Okay, to be fair to Chao Planoy, I haven’t actually read the novel, so I shouldn’t judge. But among GL fans her work is controversial, to say the least, and Pluto—a messy tale of romance, mystery, and deceit—seems like an especially tricky work to adapt, with its dubious use of disability as a plot device, among other issues.

Nevertheless, backed by a big-time company (that sweet GMMTV money), and with two popular actors in the lead roles, Pluto promised to be one of the most ambitious Thai GL productions yet. Watching Pluto can feel a bit like watching acrobats walk a tightrope over an abyss. Every week I held my breath and wondered: Can they pull it off? Can the creative team make this adaptation work?

Pluto is the most visually striking Thai GL to date.

To their credit, they come *so* close! I don’t want to be too hard on them—by all accounts, they improved on the source material a lot, and most of the flaws are only glaring in hindsight. Let’s start with the good: Pluto looks great. It doesn’t have the extravagant sets and costumes of The Loyal Pin, but it’s more visually interesting; there’s an artsy flair to the cinematography that goes above and beyond what the story requires. On a storytelling level, Pluto is certainly one of the better GLs out there (although let’s be real y’all, the bar is not sky-high). The characters are fairly nuanced, and the plot is...well, unlike TLP, it’s not boring, that’s for sure. The acting, for the most part, is fabulous. Namtan is the standout as twin sisters Ai-oon and Ob-oom, two demanding roles that run the full gamut of emotion. She absolutely nails both, all without overacting or hitting a false note. It’s a bit scary how good she is. Film in some ways has the even more challenging role, since May is written less consistently imo, and her motivations are less clear, but she does her best with the material, and has lots of fun with May’s devious side. (Side note but it’s pretty funny that she has now played “girlfriend of comatose twin who dates conscious twin impersonating comatose twin” twice.) Also, that scene in the haunted bougie bathroom at the end of episode 7? Wowee.

Not a wholesome thought in this head.

It’s tempting to blame any issues with Pluto on the source material, but considering the liberties that were taken in adapting the book, I don’t think Chao Planoy can be held responsible for everything. What I think Pluto might be lacking, in the end, is a director. Technically the “Snap25 Team” is credited as director of the series, and I’ve heard they have a very collaborative style, working closely with the actors to develop the story. On one hand, I love that! And the egalitarian approach of crediting the whole crew is super cool. On the other hand, when you’re dealing with a story this nightmarish to navigate, it might have been smart to put someone with a clear vision in the driver’s seat. Because baby the tone of Pluto is all OVER the place. Sometimes the drama is lowkey and naturalistic, and sometimes the soap opera dial is cranked up to 11. Sometimes the writing is subtle, and sometimes a character will turn to the camera and say, “That’s emotional abuse!” in a scene about emotional abuse. Sometimes there will be a dream sequence/musical number with like seven costume changes in the middle of an otherwise down-to-earth episode. The whiplash is wild.

Namtan and Film display their mastery of the “down bad” stare.

There’s an inherent challenge in translating Planoy’s work to the screen, and there might not be a perfect way of going about it. Do you soften the characters, like Gap did, or lean into the toxicity, like Affair? Do you tone down the melodrama or embrace it? (You can watch the ongoing series Us struggle with this dilemma on a weekly basis.) Pluto’s problem is that it kind of tries every possible way of going about it. The instinct to make the characters more grounded and realistic is a good one, and makes the drama more relatable, but then you have to deal with these relatively normal people doing the unhinged things that the plot demands of them, and also with how seriously we should take all this as an audience. For me, the cracks didn’t really start to show until the last few episodes, or at least I was entertained enough to ignore them, but from then on it became clear just how much of Pluto was stuck together with masking tape. May’s behavior, especially, is increasingly bewildering. The dramatic scene in episode 11 where Ob-oom asks her sister to choose between her and May is a fan favorite, I know—but May’s reaction to being abandoned by Ai-oon makes no sense to me. Why is she sobbing like her only child was murdered in front of her eyes? Why isn’t she furious? Any sense of character consistency or emotional logic flies out the window for the sake of a big tearjerking climax, because someone thought the show needed one. A sharper directorial focus could have fixed at least some of these tonal problems.

Okay how tf does Namtam always look so damn good when she cries though? Girl stoppp

The lack of focus extends to the story, too. Pluto tries to be about a lot of things—disability, childhood trauma, forgiveness, atonement, justice, why you should never date a cop no matter how good she looks in that uniform—but can never decide what matters most. As a result, all the themes and subplots end up feeling underserved. The clearest victim is the Pang/Jan/Phim love triangle. To this day I’m not sure how they made me lose interest in a lesbian polycule revolving around potted plants. Three gorgeous potted plant enthusiasts one of whom is played by Earn my beloved? Um, hello??

How is this not riveting??

I love side couple drama, and I wanted to love this subplot so bad. I do love Jan, but I’m not sure how much of that is residual affection for Charoen, Earn’s character in 23.5. Sadly she’s not given much to do here, and the subplot as a whole feels weirdly disconnected and superfluous, like it’s just there to fill screentime.

So many other plot elements are potentially interesting but ultimately superficial. May’s lectures on disability rights and universal design are well-intentioned (and a vast improvement over the treatment of blindness in the original novel, I’m sure), but nonetheless sound like the screenwriter is quoting directly from a pamphlet distributed by a disability advocacy group. I’d be willing to forgive some stiff writing for the sake of raising awareness—I don’t think art always needs to be subtle about things like disability rights—except that the script, after insisting that blindness is not a limitation, then wants viewers to rejoice at the restoration of May’s sight, and even implies that her blindness was a punishment she had to endure.

The childhood trauma angle is another missed opportunity. The past exerts a powerful influence over all the main characters, and there are so many flashbacks emphasizing this point, but we never see the parallels underlined in a satisfying way. How was growing up with an abusive dad different from—or similar to—growing up with a caring but overbearing grandmother? What about growing up fabulously rich vs. growing up poor? All we really learn about May’s experience of growing up in an elite family is that she got homoerotically bullied for it. How do these different upbringings still reverberate in their lives?

When your anti-bullying PSA is awkwardly hot.

The flashbacks end up exacerbating the tonal whiplash because the childhood scenes are some of the most bonkers, like when baby Ai steals a picture book from her sister and just motherfucking burns it. That destroyed me. Later we see May’s cartoon villain father snatch a picture book out of her hands and berate her for reading too much. These are parallel scenes...sort of? But what on earth is the picture book doing as a symbol? And doesn’t that align Ai-oon with May’s dad?

Speaking of Evil Dad, I’m not necessarily 100% opposed to giving him a redemption arc—forgiveness is a theme of the story, and it can be interesting to explore the idea of atonement through a character who seems irredeemable—but you have to lay a little groundwork for it! We get absolutely nothing from this dude. He’s the worst man ever until one day he decides not to be. Show us a glimmer of remorse before his change of heart, at the very least.

And speaking of symbols, I wish I could say the Pluto metaphor was a successful attempt to tie up the themes of the series, but I honestly could not tell you what Pluto is meant to represent, despite multiple characters monologuing about it.

Pluto is a metaphor for the way my head spins when I think about May’s dad’s character arc.

I wonder if Pluto needed to be longer, to take the time to properly address all these themes, or if it just badly needed restructuring. So much time is wasted on the “Who was May’s first love?” mystery, and on May’s upper-crust friends, that could have been better spent on the hilarious “May helps edit Ai-oon’s bad erotica” subplot, or on developing the other side characters. There are some lines toward the end that suggest Phim may have originally had a larger role that got whittled down. Are there deleted scenes out there somewhere? I demand the footage! And, off topic, but while I’m listing random complaints, why are all the visual effects so godawful? The opening credits are an actual travesty—whoever is responsible should never be allowed near Adobe Protools again—and the car crash scene looks like it was done by an unpaid intern.

Here’s a spicy screenshot for reading all that, you’re welcome.

Um, so Pluto is kind of a mess, in other words, but at least it’s a glorious one! Mostly. Everyone involved (except the aforementioned vfx department) is amazingly talented and deserves a better story, although they certainly try their damnedest to save this one. I would love to see what this cast and crew could do with a stronger vision to guide them, or maybe just with some source material untainted by the pen of Chao Planoy. Which is why I am absolutely rabid for Girl Rules lol but we need not get into that here!

[bananamarshmallowz]

I'm here to talk about Destiel...

The internet is a very funny place.

If you're in need of a good laugh, go to your favorite series, show, films what have you and ask what are you unpopular opinions with _said show_.

I have watched dozens of shows and always think I might be the only one, post that and see what happens.

I am a shipper but I normally don't talk or boast about what/who I ship, it's not relevant and it can be weird. I don't ship actors/real humans, that's crossing lines. Characters however, yes. Anyway, I have to bring up this one. One comment said "Destiel shouldn't have happened." Okay, I get that, people can get weird about it. Then they go on to say how every shipper claws and digs for stuff that isn't there.

And again, I'm not saying some people don't dig but not all gay/LGBTQ+ representation is completely shown in media. Mentioned maybe here and there, sure. But there's endless cis-straight-relationship romance movies, romance themes and what have you. Some series make really bad portrayals and give gay people a bad rap because they're the only representation. And don't get me wrong, sometimes we do dig and claw because we feel what they portray, or at least we think so. But sometimes we don't need to dig.

That same thread added the random siren or even the policeman from yellow fever had more chemistry than Dean and Cas ever have. - Him looking at the soldier's ass in Time After Time while walking in the store. Yes, those were weird scenes, why were they even shown? Great question, I don't know I'm just here. - And as for they have no chemistry... They won best chemistry award for TV... It doesn't get better than that.

This is more of a rant than I want but this is certainly one of my favorite shows. And I feel the need to say what's on my mind because I know I can't afford therapy, so this is the next best thing.

Oh yeah before I start this, I have read numerous comments accusing all the actors of horrendous things... - Firstly, they all have kids, and wives and love their kids so much. I don't think they would do anything to jeopardize that. So stop making up messed up shit. - Secondly, I don't want to believe other people make other people uncomfortable for fun, but some people do. But considering that they acted for more than 8 years together, I'm pretty sure working with people that are cool for that long, they all had a strong bond. And all the times that Jensen looks uncomfortable whenever Misha goes into or talks about Destiel, it's because technically they're not even allowed to say anything about the show regarding shipping characters because anything could've been true, it could've not been. If every actor were able to spoil their movie, we'd be out of movies but we aren't. And Jensen is a rather shy individual, funny enough. At the beginning of Supernatural he was 27, and Jared was 23. When Misha joined when he was 34. They were and still are wholesome and great people. Regardless, All of them would pull pranks and stuff on the show, they're friends, not some messed up whatever someone said, I'm blown away that people would even imply some things. You can look up any video of everyone being close with one another from hugs to dancing, to singing to whatever. So don't say "read the room" when they're just being themselves, I shift a lot when in public, does that mean I'm constantly uncomfortable? No. - THIRDLY, they were all lowkey scared of certain parts of supernatural, in 2017 they did an interview with Entertainment Weekly {this one} and said what the scariest episodes or concepts were at the time for them. Jared's was changelings, shapeshifters, demons possessing people, things that could be real but possibly something posing as someone but something's off. Jensen's was people doing really messed up things and that it was the most realistic thing that could actually happen. Humans being psycho. And vintage dolls, lmao, same. And Misha said that everything could give him nightmares. He's so soft, any of it could give him nightmares. These guys are human. Not some terrible against religion people, they play on a show. Pure human. Just like everyone else.

ANYWAY, I think we all know the infamous eye sex scenes LMAO... if you haven't heard of them... {here's 10 minutes of them staring at each other} and that's not even all the seasons

They always look each other up and down and just stare at each other.

Above, Dean says "Cas, we talked about this. Personal space." and then Cas backs off. He doesn't know why, he just knows it makes Dean uncomfortable, so to make him more comfortable, he takes a few steps back. But Cas isn't aware of how complicated humans are. Personal space are just words, angels shouldn't care what humans have to say. They're so primal and they need more than just basic shelter and foods, they need the whole pyramid of Maslow's Hierarchy of needs. He doesn't understand this until he goes through it himself, but we're getting slightly off topic. Sure, them continuing to stare could be just a funny little thing at the start... no. It still happens up to the last episodes.

This is the musical episode, Fanfiction, Season 10, Episode 5. Destiel, Samstiel and the most dreaded Sam/Dean are mentioned... They're brothers. As someone with siblings... gross.

"You can't spell subtext without S-E-X." Then Jensen gave this look to the camera, I think this is on behalf of many of the people on the show.

Below, they end a scene after talking but it's about 15 seconds of them just staring at each other then it ends. Personally, I'm not a big fan of eye contact, and try to make at least 5 or maybe 2 seconds of contact in between interacting with someone, anything more than 10 is past uncomfortable... I don't stare at anyone this long. Legit the scene is so long lmao

I don't remember the context on this but I just don't like eye contact. Both their eyes are gorgeous but I don't stare like this, especially with any of my siblings. When they have a hard time I hug them if they want a hug, talk to them, but I don't make eye contact like that.

I have never looked at my friends like this, not my best friends, certainly not my siblings. Someone I had a crush on, possibly.

Next, they are going in as Texas Rangers and Dean explains how to get Cas into character. "Yeah. Look, just act like you're from Tombstone, okay?" "The city?" "With Kurt Russell? I made you watch it." "Yeah, yeah. Yeah. The one with the guns and tuberculosis." [in a deep cowboy voice] "I'm your Huckleberry." [gulps] "Yeah, exactly.-"

I don't have anything other than I like that scene and how Cas says, "I'm your Huckleberry" :D

(SPOILERS AHEAD Whoops lol)

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When Cas dies Dean tries to pray to God even though he swore off praying to God. One of the lines is "We've lost everything." Mary's gone, correct but everyone else is alive, except Cas. They still had the Bunker, Baby, Jack. Cas and Mary died (she fell through and there was no way to know she was alive.) But considering that Sam is still alive, the guy Dean has fought tooth and nail to save all these years, is standing by him, ready to fight what may come. But Cas is dead... Dean obliterates his hand from punching on a bathroom door. It's frankly the most punches he's made in a single scene I think and even then, God doesn't answer him so he begins to mourn. It creeps in that his friend is gone.

When Cas is being burned, at first it peers to Jack who sees the man who is supposed to be his father, not blood father but someone who promised to look out for him, someone he doesn't even know, he feels the loss but he's just been born and he never really met Cas.

Then we roll to Sam, he's lost a dear friend and is sad. He's wanting to cry and fidget and be sad.

THEN we roll to Dean. His face is drained of all emotion. He has lost his best friend. His dear companion and looks like he lost it all despite his brother being right next to him. He can't even move.

Now I would be sad if one of my brothers died but sadly I don't have that much of a connection with them as Dean and Cas have. And thankfully I haven't yet experienced one of my brothers pass on.

But I have lost a few lovers, and that... That is the face I have felt. When everything else feels irrelevant. You don't care about anything. You can't care about anything. You are numb.

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And this all brings us to the finale.

Death is on her way, has them by their hearts, well Dean's in fact. They run/slowly walk over to Basement Storage Room 7B and Cas wards the room, slowing down Death on the other side.

This is the exact moment before he loses Cas for the last time. (I'm copying from the script on the Supernatural wiki, don't hate me, I watched it over and over too, and I've shortened Cas's monologue because I don't want to relive that heartbreak again lmao) But basically Cas realizes this is it, this is the happiest he has been. Everyone was alive and well, he has Dean alone at last. The last exchange they had was this: "You changed me, Dean." "Why does this sound like a goodbye? "Because it is." - "I love you."

"Don't do this, Cas." - "Cas..." "Goodbye, Dean." "What?"

Cas pushes Dean out of the way and gets taken by the Empty.

He has to process all these years of interactions with this awkward little man with sensible shoes in less than five minutes and it all crumbles.

Castiel is gone. And he's not coming back.

Sam keeps trying to call Dean but he's just getting Dean's voicemail and Dean isn't answering. He simply can't.

-

A few episodes later, Dean fucking dies. Just how he said he would, to a monster, like any other job. It felt rushed and I didn't like it.

But how they ended it could've been so much worse.

Dean makes it to heaven, expecting just memory lane, but Bobby's there and says Jack remade heaven new, everyone's together in heaven where they belong. He offers him a beer and tells him how different heaven is and how it's so much better.

Dean's sold, but it's missing something.

This is directly after Bobby tells Dean that Cas helped Jack rebuild heaven.

After that, he takes a drive as he waits out Sam's life. He meets Sam on the bridge and that's the end.

For years, Dean didn't have an obvious love interest, here and there a fling maybe but nothing romantic. All the soft scenes were pretty much between him and Cas.

Their bond isn't brotherly, it's very best friend-ish but lovers can be friends too.

And that's my review on Destiel and why it's a thing it's 4 am and I haven't slept well the past two days so what to do other than write about destiel

ok bye :]

[metroidspeedrun]

nine people i’d like to know better

tagged by my beloved @ambrozians <3

three non-romantic duos: Senshi and Laios in Dungeon Meshi, Terry McGinnis and Max Gibson, Robert Pattinson and Willem Dafoe (obsessed w anything they do together)

a ship that might surprise others: Hm... I'm probably Killer & Zoro's biggest shooter fr like I love those two buff men so bad

last song: Body Bag // Monaleo

last film: Homicide: The Movie (2000) technically but that was ass, so I'm gonna say The Boy and the Heron

currently reading: Need to get caught up on The Flash, but I wanna start Artemis Requiem this week

currently watching: Only Murders in the Building bc I'm caught up on all the other things I was watching (I literally shelved this since like episode 7 of season 3, but the finale for s3 was lowkey good). PLEASE send me some show recs tho, like it's empty for me until October starts

currently consuming: About to have some coffee

currently craving: I'm making noodles bc I want spicy ramen so so bad

tagging: @beetle-bumz @artemis-requiem @flyingdickolas @dogethetruth @bowl2099 @harleyyquinnsgfquinnsgf @seeyoube @sonofapunk @tamagotch1s

[waglifeornolife]

thank you for tagging me my love!! @masons-tours

tagging: @barbieharveyx @lovermase @raremasey

1. Do you make your bed?

Always, if i don’t make my bed then my day hasn’t started!

2. Favourite number?

17, a lot of good things relate to that number in my life

3. What’s your job?

I’m a Broadcast Journalist

4. If you could go back to school, would you?

Does Uni count because technically i’m still there 😂

5. Can you parallel park?

I can

6. Do you think aliens are real?

I’ve never seen one so i have no reason to believe they are real, i lowkey wanna meet ET tho

7. Can you drive a manual car?

Yes I can

8. Guilty pleasure?

Gardening, does that count?

9. Tattoos?

None, i don’t want any either

10. Favourite colour?

Red, always!!

11. Favourite type of music?

90s R&B and for the sake of my boyfriend, Reggaeton

12. Do you like puzzles?

Yes

13. Any phobias?

Aichmophobia, more specifically needles or pins, anything that can pierce your skin, and Hemophobia

14.Favourite childhood sport?

Dance, Cricket, Football or Tennis, i can’t decide 😂

15. Do you talk to yourself?

When i’m working, yeah!

16. Tea or coffee?

Tea all day, i hate coffee 🤮

17. First thing you wanted to be growing up?

Lightning McQueen

18. What movies do you adore?

Beaches, it was my mamas favourite film and it reminds me of being a little girl. Mamma Mia, they’re just comfort films, and Pearl Harbour, i love me a sad film 😍 i’ll be honest, i don’t really have time to watch films hence why my choices aren’t the greatest 😂

[dollarstoreartsupplies]

i lowkey would totally be interested in your richie and stan dance moms au lore. I read that fic ages ago and now can't get richie and stan being dancers out of my brain. especially because im a dancer myself

Richies strengths are performing (obviously), but i also think she would have this super cool and unique quality to her dancing while stan is super technical. and i think stan would struggle with a perfectionistic mindset (ugh dont we all) and sometimes lose her artistry while richie is relaxed and genuinely just dances for enjoyment, not really caring if shes not completely technically sound

(btw you are such a talented writer i could read ur writing forever. and you characterization skills are so fucnjkh good)

(Here's the fic for reference btw)

Dude, homie, bestie, my dear like it’s so STUCK IN MY BRAIN because like?? I in general am of the opinion that gals Stan and Richie were in dance classes as little kids together, because I think it’s fun, and I ALSO think they’re the two funniest characters to throw onto reality television? Like,,,, come on?  

(Also like I’m Bad at describing dance for a person who dances so unfortunately there isn’t nearly enough dance info forthcoming in this as there is in my brain)

SO the basic timeline and lore built out in my head is:

Age 2: Richie and Stan start dancing at the ALDC in those baby ballet classes, Andrea and Maggie become friends sitting in waiting rooms and tiny Richie and Stan baby bond INSTANTLY, so they’re best friends immediately 

Age 8: The show starts filming, and it follows the actual real life incredibly fucked up dance moms lore where everyone thought they were signing up for a short documentary style thing about dancing and got locked into YEARS OF TELEVISED CHILDHOOD TRAUMA

They’re in a one year contract at first, which then gets upped to a five year contract once the show starts picking up, so six years in total that they’re REQUIRED to be on the show.

Stan genuinely is very invested in dance and both her and her parents specifically put a lot of weight in her being successful (without meaning to be kind of fucked up about it), and she’s an only child with a stay at home mom who can spend all her time on Dance, so that’s why they sign on

Richie is pretty much Gonna Do What Stan Is Doing and is generally having fun (-ish) with the being a minor celebrity of it all because she’s Nine Years Old so she’s down

She does have one older sister but she’s way, way older (18 when Richie is 8 kind of vibe) so she’s going to college by the time the show begins and therefore Maggie and Went feel comfortable committing to it

(There are some episodes where Maggie isn’t there because of Richie’s sister and Abby thinks she’s a bad mom because of it and says it a lot)

It’s also important to note that they’re just normal people being intensely manipulated by production to sign on

At the start of the show A La Maddie (DISCLAIMER: i refuse to write any semblance of real person fanfiction, Abby doesn’t count because she fucking sucks, so decide on ur own if the normal real dance moms girls are there or there are just other random Dance Children) Stan is very much the golden child who Always wins and Always gets very good solos because she’s abby’s favorite

Their solos are mostly Ballet and Lyrical because they are technically incredible and a very pretty dancer

HOWEVER like you said she is SUCH a perfectionist (mood) and takes every loss REALLY personally, so it becomes a sort of toxic fandom mindset that she is a spoiled brat because they cry a lot and have panic attacks over not liking how a dance went (FILMED LIVE ON FUCKING TELEVISION AT EIGHT! WUH OH!) 

Richie is sort of set up to be a Jojo type character, where she’s REALLY REALLY fun to watch dance and a ball full of energy but because she’s so Much all the time the producers end up painting her as very, very rude and sort of lazy brat

But she’s a fantastic performer, which is crazy important in dance, and it’s not like she’s BAD she’s just not super technical? Which actually sometimes works in her favor because she ends up being a really a super versatile dancer

Jazz and musical theater are her Big Two but she’s pretty much good at everything except ballet because WHO IS? (Stan)

The dynamic is basically Stan is a incredible dancer but really just at certain styles (idk if I’m describing this well but she’s very much the kind of dancer you watch and think Wow She’s Good At Dancing and Doing This Correctly) and Richie is very much a jack of all trades master of none

They’re very good at duets though because Richie gets Stan to loosen up and Stan refuses to let Richie Not Practice Constantly

Richie’s coasting the bottom of the pyramid WEEKLY even when she wins because of her ‘behavior’ and Stan is usually at the top

Generally the production team tries to frame the two of them as enemies because they’re SO different that it makes good television for perfect, ballerina Stan to be constantly butting heads with obnoxious brat Richie but they’re genuinely such good friends it Does Not Work

One episode is set up to sort of push the Hate Each Other narrative in season one where they give Stan a really cheesy, big performance jazz number and Richie a really, really technical ballet number, expecting it to be a big competition and fight but instead they just help each other practice and cheer each other up when they get upset

Stan wins the first nationals, obviously

Age 9-10ish: By the second season it sort of starts to pick up in intensity and both of them start to get homeschooled/setschooled and the show becomes their entire lives, which is Bad

By this point both of their mental health isn’t Awesome but Stan is really not doing great, especially because they’re so anxious the social media perception is really getting to them, and her mom is trying really hard to get out of their contract, but they’re stuck. 

Stan and Richie (along with their moms) decide they’re both leaving together the second their contracts are up.

Someone else from their team wins nationals second season but because Stan is so in her head about everything she gets like fourth, which is also Bad For Her and the narrative starts to slightly switch from ‘golden child’ into ‘is she Still the golden child?’

Age 11: THIRD SEASON, though, Richie win’s nationals and Stan gets second, which like… isn’t supposed to happen

(Fun actual Dance Moms fact: pretty much all the competitions are rigged but nationals are Less Rigged like they’re tilted in their favor but the judges are a little more real)

Abby is PISSED and basically tries to make it seem like the judges messed up scoring or it was a mistake and it’s one of those Famous dance moms scenes because Abby is basically saying that Stan should have won because she is better and Richie is clearly very genuinely upset (which doesn’t happen a lot she’s very good at like making when she’s upset a joke when the cameras are around) and Stan fully stands up to Abby and calls her out on her bullshit 

After that the whole energy skews more against Stan where suddenly production is airing a lot more of the little insults they usually cut out specifically for Stan to try and push the agenda that Abby is unfairly nice to them

Everyone sort of blames Richie for it a lot of the time, though, and the two of them probably have a thinly veiled duet called like The Bad Influence 

Age 12: Abby really fucks up and says something Genuinely So Bad (and probably Pretty Antisemetic im ngl because have you fucking watched dance moms?) to Stan so production literally cannot make them stay legally, like with Kelly situation, where it could get them into actual trouble so Stan and Andrea are allowed to break their contract and leave the show

The show runners cut most of the argument out and edit it to seem like it wasn’t Abby’s fault

Richie and her mom try to follow but because it’s a specific situation that wasn’t aimed at Richie they aren’t allowed

They both know they’re leaving when the contract is up but there's still two years stuck on the show without her immediate best friend support system and it really sucks

People make a lot of sad edits about it and Richie thinks it’s really funny but also it's genuinely the crux of why she's QUITE so mentally ill (in general being hated by abby was never good for her but once Stan leaves it's ROUGH)

Age 14: Richie’s off the show, she knows she’s gonna be off the show, so she like fully flips Abby off in the dressing room after nationals and storms out with her mom and the show honestly just keeps it in because it’s good tv to have a big reason like that to explain why she left

They worked it out so Stan and her mom are waiting outside and they drive them home and hang out and it’s a good time :)

OTHER LOSERS LORE:

Richie and Stan were best friends with Mike from before the show and they went to school together/continued to post both of them leaving the show

She’s in One (1) episode for two seconds at like a party or something and Richie and Stan pretty much Just Post That Scene when they’re older, like if someone asks them about their favorite moment they’re like oh yeah when mike was there

She’s got a big social media following from the two of them and thinks it’s hilarious

They meet the rest of the losers in college

Bill and Mike are college roommates who are crushing hard on eachother so she becomes their friend through Mike

Stan and Ben are roommates and Ben is dating Bev so that’s how they become friends

Bev was a childhood Dance Moms stan, like ran a fan instagram account and went to meet ups because I think that's really funny don’t worry she’s better now

Bill and Eddie have been best friends since elementary school so she gets dragged to a lot of their hangouts and is completely and entirely unaware that Stan and Richie are like c-list celebrities for a WHILE

tbh this is like a very train of thought bare bones explanation but do with it what you will :)

[tinstarbby]

Tintin and the Cigars of the Pharaoh

Ok so Ik I’m not one to really make a typed blog post but imo I just really wanna let out my review so far about this game

And honestly it’s not even like a story wise problem, so far it’s all mostly technical

So firstly is the graphics, tbh the graphics for the game are alright since I see they’re lowkey going for a look similar to the film but still stylized , the shading could be a bit better and lighting but again that’s just imo

Next is the mechanics of the game, the game just kinda throws you in there without fully explaining the controls, not only that but it immediately bombards u near the beginning with QTE which ig is balanced out with no big punishment other than starting the sequence over still even so it’s a WAY too much for it to be at the very beginning with multiple buttons used in the sequence.

I personally want to note a moment where I was stuck in a part where you play as snowy and I swear I was there for at least 10 minutes trying to figure out how to exit the area to continue, which I only found out how by opening up the settings and looking at my controls where I found out that snowy could jump then I was able to move on, this might not be the fairest comparison, but I’m also playing Lies a P, a game genre known for its hardships to the player, Lies of p still took the time to explain and go through a route where it showed me the controls on screen and allowed me to practice them.

Controls aside, my main issue with the game is the bugs that I’ve encountered, there have been times where icons pop up even after passing the area that they were in, objects literally disappearing but u can still interact with them, bugs with the cutscenes, and honestly the lipsync in the cutscenes need some tweaking cuz the way they play out is a lil awkward and sometimes out of sync.

Another instance of a problem was were I was playing and it got to a point that Tintin holds a torch and for some reason when you run with it the game just starts bugging out with Tintin, my assumption is that the game suddenly thinks the torch is an object on the area and continuously pushes Tintin back with each move forward, it was quite the bug but luckily it would somehow fix itself after just walking around with it

That could honestly be a soft block if it was worse cuz it’s such a nuisance when it happens

Sorry this is so lengthy and probably rough to read but these are just legit my thoughts I’ve had with the game, like the puzzles are nice cuz it gets my brain working it’s just literally optimizing the game and fixing those technical issues for it, the studio behind making it claim this is suppose to be like a game for newcomers but idk they should’ve at least checked for bugs and such before releasing it

Also this is super small but I don’t like the fact they claim Tintin is 15 in this which tbh his age is ambiguous and this is literally one of the later colored comics which imo at that point he’s at least 18

[le-scenariste]

13, 14, 18, 19, 38 🥸 (sorry if some have been answered whoops)

13) Favourite ship and why?

HMMMMMM I WONDER (it's PatCap). God I fucking love those two and the kinda rivals (to lovers) thing they got going on. And the way they show different forms of leadership. They're the same but they're different and AAAAAAAAAA

14) Least favourite ship and why? (Please be nice though!)

I think Kitty/Thomas. If Kitty wasn't portrayed as childish and kinda naive and shit then I wouldn't care but idk...always just kinda seems off to me. (and also CapVers but mainly cuz it's overrated) Like...I know Kitty isn't an actual child but idk. It very lowkey gives me same vibez as "WeLl TecHnIcAlLy tHeY'Re 3000 yEars OlD". Yeah she is an adult but just...idk it just kinda weirds me out a bit. Maybe it's a me problem but

18) What is your favourite Ghosts fanfiction?

okay so this is really hard because on one hand Seb you're fuckin amazing but on the other...you know what you did. BUT OOT IS SO GOOD EVEN THO AAAAAAAAA. But also @ghosts-of-love holy fuck you're writing is amazing and I adore (aha) your fics. I can't choose AAAAAAAAAAAAA. But Out Of Touch by @stop-saying-tootsie and Adored, LtF and TQATD are definitely the top of the list. Also, if you haven't read this PLEASE DO. I promise you nothing bad happens in Out Of Touch. OOT is filled with joy and whimsy :) there is no sarcasm in this at all (btw just to clarify, yeah that was all sarcastic. have fun!)

19) What is your favourite Ghosts fan art?

Oh fuck. I think one of my faves was Robin as a Pokemon trainer cuz i inspired it. Otherwise it's either gotta be this by @wattse or this by @kami-ships-it very beautiful artworks and great styles. Love the colours and textures.

38) It's your turn to pick a movie for film club! What are you watching?

:) :))) :)))))))))))))))))))))))))))) I am aboutta write a LOT :))))))))))))))))

OKAY SO, the first one that comes to mind is Handsome Devil. Would this essentially be emotional turmoil for Cap ? Absolutely yes but 1) I'd love to see him understand that times have changed and people are accepting of queerness and 2) it's a beautiful movie that I think all the ghosts could benefit from watching. Especially the Captain. It's about these two kids in an irish boarding school who form an unlikely friendship (Ned - outcast loner and Conor - rugby fiend loved by the school for his skills). PLEASE WATCH IT IF YOU HAVEN'T. Also the soundtrack for this movie is BEAUTIFUL and makes me go a lil insane every time I watch it. IT"S GOT ANDREW SCOTT AS A GAY ENGLISH TEACHER !!!

Otherwise, I'd also choose The Nice Guys. Fun detective buddy-cop movie and so far everyone I've showed it to has enjoyed it. I also think it'd start a really good discussion about sex work and the judicial system. Not necessarily in relation to each other but still. Fanny would definitely be shocked just at the opening scene but honestly, I think after some discussing she'd enjoy it too. Maybe. Julian definitely would. But it's fuckin hilarious and also heartwarming with the lil hint of found family.

OOH OR OCEAN'S 11 now there's some good found family with another stellar soundtrack. Or Knives Out. NOW THAT, Fanny would love. I think she'd like the twist of it not actually being about WHODUNNIT but if Marta can get away with it and then finding out THE OTHER twist. Although idk how she'd feel about the whole "family losing their inheritance" thing. Hmmm. Idk why Fanny's been the one I'm tryna impress here. I think cuz most of them would enjoy these without fuss but ya know...Fanny.

Okay, if i had to choose ONE :( it'd be Handsome Devil. I'd love to make the ghosts watch that and see who's crying by the end of it :) and see who's trying to be very indifferent about it *cough* cap *cough cough*

[doabackflipsolitaire]

Welcome to my OC blog!

Ok before we start, lowkey this is so embarrassing but yk what the world is weird I'm not evil for having whimsy.

This blog is just for my vigilante OC Solitaire, and art/writing I make for her. It's not like she doesn't fit in with my main blog, but I wanted to push myself to give her some actual.. content this year I suppose? So I'm giving her her own blog!

Who is Solitaire?

Technically, Solitaire was created around the time we were all making spidersonas (because of the second Spiderverse film) - she had a really different design back then, and I wasn't as good at art, so I didn't draw her out of her suit very much. I had ideas for her, a little backstory, and... then put her to the back of my mind when I started doing other things.

Enter my sudden interest in DC during August 2024. It got me drawing a lot, got me wanting her to play with those characters - and why shouldn't she! So although I don't consider her a Marvel OR DC oc, she can exist in those worlds to do what she wants.

I've come to absolutely adore her, and want to draw her and write about her more, ESPECIALLY now that my art is better. She's likely going to be drawn with Marvel/DC characters that I like, as well as eventually getting her own villains and plotlines, very likely involving her brother Jordi, who is also very beloved in my heart. He's just as important but she's the main character. You know what I mean? Justice for Jordan, when's his solo run?!

I want to get back into drawing comics so BAD you don't even know.

Oh sidenote her name is solitaire because as a child I played a lot of Spider Solitaire so... spidersona that does card tricks.

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Who is Solitaire [lore version]?

Charlotte was an abandoned child (the backstory ever) because her parents, upon having her younger brother (Jordan), decided they couldn't handle it. They left them at home alone and disappeared one night, and the children were only saved when a neighbour complained about loud incessant crying. So, they were taken to grow up in an orphanage in a pretty nasty part of the city - and though their guardians weren't bad people, they had too much work on their plates to be watching every child at once.

Because of this, Charlotte would sneak out often, and her brother would follow behind (the separation anxiety is strong with this one). One day, they managed to sneak into the circus, and became enamoured by it - Jordan especially. So they begged the circus to take them and train them, going so far as to have the person in charge come to the orphanage and discuss the details. The orphanage pushed back because they couldn't just give children away without background checks and the like, but they really were overwhelmed with the others in their charge. They chose to turn a blind eye and refer to the children as runaways, but gave them their blessing and asked that they return to perform for them once they grew up. (One thing about me, I want to believe in the goodness of people's hearts, lmao)

Charlotte would grow up to become a sleight-of-hand classic magician, and a knife-thrower. (note: they can both do a little of everything, they just have specialties!) Jordan is an escape artist, and loves firebreathing and sword-swallowing. He's a little bit of an adrenaline junkie, while she's an extremely laid back, precision player. Their canon incident happens when they're almost 19, returning to their home city to perform, as promised.

NOW. Depending on the genuine timeline, the marvel timeline, and the DC timeline, the story branches off from here ahaha. So we'll leave it there for now. I hope this gives a kind of basic explanation of their character-types and storyline, at least!

Extra note: They both enjoy acrobatics, are fairly comfortable tossing each other around, and trust one another implicitly - though Charlotte also trusts others fairly well, and Jordan finds it difficult to trust anyone but Charlotte.

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Who am I?

@lukazade ; I do.. a lot of goofing around here on tumblr. I'm trying to embrace being cringe and free about it though!

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Why is that the blog name?

I'm not good at naming things... do a backflip girlie I'm ready with the camera...

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Can Solitaire play with your OC?

Absolutely, if you want to! I want to meet other vigilante/superhero/etc OC creators and talk about them, have them interact, explore the worlds in our minds. Play touys :) If you think our OCs can hang out, she's free on Wednesdays :) (I'm joking she's always free she isn't even real!)

[kcdahippie]

From the Tardis Wiki: "All the BBC's studio cameramen walked out on strike between the time of location filming and the first studio recording date, demanding more money for operating the technically more sophisticated new electronic colour cameras. This required Sherwin to commit the story to 16mm film, since the film cameramen were in a different union, and therefore not on strike. "

Lowkey does that mean Three started with sort of scabs?

[theresistanceneverquits]

Ranking the Terminator film/show entries cuz I’m super normal guys

T2: Judgement Day - Undisputedly the best entry in the series and a masterclass in making a riveting sequel that builds upon the original story. Could watch it every day. Mwah.

The Sarah Connor Chronicles - Okay yeah this is super niche but listen. It’s like a slightly lower-quality sequel to T2, and I really enjoy how they adapt the Terminators sent after John as he’s older. My selling point on the show is how we get to see John be a bleeding heart, but then it slowly hardens as the people closest to him instill in him that he has a duty to perform for the sake of humanity. It was just very compelling to me and added a lot to the story. Also really should have been named for John, since he’s the main character. But whatever.

The Terminator - The blueprint. The thing that started it all. While I would technically rate this #2 as far as quality goes, it is still the most simplistic due to the nature of, y’know, inventing the franchise. But it is a very compelling plot and a freaking cool action movie. Plus it’s uh. Basically the only time we see Kyle Reese in any of the James Cameron films so.

Terminator: Dark Fate - Cameron’s chosen sequel. I…enjoyed it. I was extremely haunted by the fact that little John got killed in the opening despite the apocalypse being called off, but I did enjoy that specific Terminator’s character growth. They sort of reutilized Cameron’s role from Chronicles, to the point that I sorta wished they had just used Cameron. And I did think the twist of the girl being the leader instead of her child was cool, but I felt it was also a little demeaning of Sarah’s role in T2.

Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines - Here’s where we get to the part where I really don’t care about these entries. This one isn’t directed by James Cameron, the plot is mostly forgettable, and its inclusion just feels like they’re rinse and repeating the story and driving it into the ground. Like either start the apocalypse or don’t. But it is an interesting option for how Skynet rose to power.

Terminator Salvation - It sort of acts as an origin of the war. I’ll admit I largely don’t remember the plot, but it’s a cool concept. It was also weird how John was interacting a lot with Kyle while knowing he’s his dad, and lowkey setting him up with Sarah, but that’s true to the original film.

Terminator Genisys - The first Terminator film I ever saw. *sobs* Even when I knew practically nothing about Terminator I very much did not like this movie. Both the male leads felt slimy, and Sarah felt pretty helpless the whole time. It also had a bunch of additions that just felt like a cheap remake of the original rather than trying to add anything to the lore. It was needlessly confusing and like. You could just go watch the original film, it doesn’t have to be this complicated. Plus why did they spell genesis like that, it’s such a pick-me name.

[just-some-random-blogger]

Hey can I ask for a smutish fluffish matt smith fic where where they are filming their sex scene but she accidentally says Matt instead of Daemon and the directors like “not again 😒 start from the top”

I'm Into It

Matt Smith x Actress!Reader (lowkey Daemon x Reader lol)

Summary: You were finally getting to live out your fantasies of having Matt around you in that pretty blonde wig, but at what cost?

Word Count: >600

Warnings: fem!reader, established relationship, they be filming a sex scene for hotd, crackfic, fluff, typos, etc.

A/N: Lol this was so much fun to write it's so meta i love it. I hope you like it nonnie <3 and since technically this is daemon related imma tag yallz @pinksirensong @deniixlovezelda @targaryenmoony also im tagging @pearlstiare since this lovely dear seemed to enjoy my matt smith fic lol hehe i made another matt fic lol "Dark Kiss"

I was pressed against the wall, a blade to my neck, an arm pressed by my ribcage, pushing me flush against the wall.

I heaved, "do it," I spoke as the blade was pressed closer to my chin, "slit my throat," I chortled, "and then you'll realize just how foolish that decision was after you've spilt my blood."

"Demented hag," Daemon quips, pressing his arm deeper into me.

I lean into him, the blade on my neck presses deeper. I brush my nose against his, "hush, prince," I lick his lips, "we both know you don't think that."

Daemon throws his blade to the side and flips me over, pressing my chest and face roughly against the wall, one arm pushed behind my back. He breathes jaggedly against my neck, "tell me where you hid it."

"Make me," I huff, "you know how," I chuckle, "you know what I want from you."

I wince when he shoves me. I break into another chuckle, "I'll take it however you want to give it, pretty boy."

"Last chance," he warns, "while I'm being nice."

I hum, "I don't want you to be nice. I want you to ruin me."

I smile when he does not reply. I strain my neck trying to look back at him, "dragon lost his fire?"

All at once, I am released and turn back to deviously eye the prince. I bite my lip when he begins to undo his breeches, "you will regret it if you do not obey me."

My heart jumps to my throat at his words. I fall against the wall as he steps forward. I reach out to him as he bunches my skirt up.

I lean against his forehead and sigh when he places his hands on my hips. I raise my leg up to his side and pull him with me as I shift back. I steal a kiss from him and nip at his lower lip when he evades me. When he takes his hand underneath my thigh, I instinctively call out his name.

That was my mistake.

Instead of calling Daemon, I say Matt.

Matt pulls his head back upon hearing his name. He breaks into an airy chuckle, "baby," he coos, leaning into me, hiding his face in the crook of my neck, pecking the area quickly.

My eyes go wide and I slap my hand on my mouth, looking out to the director and the rest of the crew when I realize my mistake.

Matt pulls away from me, laughing, releasing his hold on my leg to look past the camera. He turns back to me, as I profusely begin to apologize under my breath. He is in a fit of giggles when he seals me into a tight embrace, kissing my shoulder affectionately.

"I am so sorry," I mutter in a guilty tone as I am lifted off my feet by the laughing Matt.

"I'm not," he says, looking out to the camera. He points, "you caught that, right?" He giggles, "I'm going to need a copy of all of these outtakes."

I feel blood rise up my neck, "Matthew, please."

"What?" he turns to me, "my male ego is thriving, lovie. What is this, the tenth time?"

"No!" I call, "... I think only five."

There is a chorus of laughs; someone corrects me by saying it's the seventh.

Matt kisses me cheek, "I'm proud of you, babe."

"Matt, please," the director calls, "stop being distracting."

The entire set breaks into a fit of laughs. I burn with embarrassment, wanting nothing but to be swallowed by the ground, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," I turn to Matt and grab his face, "Daemon. Daemon. Daemon."

Matt grins, "Matt. Matt. Matt."

"Stop!" I warn, pulling away from him as I repeat my mantra, "Daemon, Daemon, Daemon."

"Rouge Prince. Dashingly handsome," Matt rubs his nose. He looks at the director, "from the top then?" He chuckles under his breath, "that's what she said."

"Stop!" I whine.

"Oh, alright," he smirks, turning to me, "do me a favor and mess up again. For me?"

"Stop!" I call out the same time as the director.

lol you wanna read another matt smith fic?

[catilinas]

hey Tate :^) randomly popping up to say that i just finished both 'The king must die' and 'The bull from the sea' in (almost) one go instead of working/eating/sleeping. and i can't thank you enough for recommending these books, the first one especially! so... maybe you have some other myth retellings or historical novels in mind to recommend?

hi!!! i’m so glad you enjoyed them / that i’m not the only person who felt like that reading them. the king must die especially Yeah. holy shit.

for Other Recommendations. the few ~myth retellings~ that i’ve read alas mostly are not novels. the genre of ‘myth retelling’ novels < the genre of weird long poems that Do Things with specific ancient texts rather than ‘myths’. but i do read a Lot of historical novels so i definitely have recommendations there! as long as you care about like. the roman republic. anyway here’s a list:

memorial - alice oswald. a ‘translation’ of the iliad, but only the death scenes (often just lists of names!) and the epic similes. it frames itself as yknow. a memorial. to the dead minor characters of the iliad but imo it also speaks to the futility of epic memorialisation. i have read the two page introduction approximately One Million Times.

nobody - alice oswald. you will be missing out if you don’t read this one against memorial. it’s a ‘retelling’ of ‘the odyssey’ and a lot of other myths that involve the sea at any point. a lot of the oresteia too. but it also never names any of its characters or indicates where each story starts or ends. oswald’s best poetry is always about water and this book is Mostly About Water so it snaps supremely.

war music - christopher logue. similar concept but completely different vibe to memorial. also a king poetic Selective reinterpretation of the iliad, but focusing mostly on combat scenes. i’m a big fan of the deliberate anachronisms and framing of the poem through camera angles / film terminology like it’s such a sexy way to ‘translate’ the omniscient moving narrator. AND it pushes you towards a v different emotional response than oswald like memorial is lowkey War And The Pity Of War (The Poetry Is In The Pity) while war music is like. uncomfortably fun. i think comparisons of ancient epic to modern (war-focused) action films can be Lazy or Done Badly (thinking only abt Violent Action Scenes Made Heroic and not the role of the listener/reader/viewer) but the elements of that in war music Work! also agamemnon gets called a piece of shit

tv men: hektor - anne carson. the spectatorship element of war music made more obvious and on a much smaller scale (it’s just one poem in a sequence). also v cool things going on w different degrees of Looseness of translation stacked inside one another

autobiography of red - anne carson. based on the fragments of stesichorus’ geryoneis but bcs the original is so incomplete it can’t really be a ‘retelling’ so much as an imagining of what the poem could and definitely Could Not be. technically a novel but A Novel In Verse. also one of my favourite books of all time ever. it’s in third person but the claustrophobia of the narrative style / the way the protagonist is often closed off to parts of his own thoughts is Weirdly Similar to theseus in the king must die? ALSO geryon ends up with a photography motif. this time we are also using it to think about the subjectivity of which fragments of a poem end up surviving / what gets cut off outside the edge of the photograph

red doc> - anne carson. rip so much carson But this is the sequel to autobiography of red. what happens when you live past the end of your myth. namedrops the battle of ager falernus. prometheus is there. (and also: h of h play - anne carson. i didn’t know whether to include this because it is A Play. like it’s a ‘translation’ (loosest sense of the word) of euripides’ hercules. but geryon (or a version of him) is there for long enough that it counts as the final installment of autobiography of red. to me.)

lavinia - ursula le guin. the second half of the aeneid told from the perspective of lavinia. BUT what sets it apart from other What If Myth—But Woman ‘retellings’ is like. v close engagement with the aeneid as a story and specifically A Story Written By An Actual Author who created his fictionalised past in very deliberate directions. like it doesn’t just treat the aeneid as an authorless body of mythic stories. vergil’s ghost is a character also. fate is real also. ALSO the setting in The Mythic Past As It Becomes The Historical Past + le guin’s decision to include vaguely supernatural elements but never the gods directly is like. very similar to the texture of worldbuilding in renault’s theseus books.

fire from heaven - mary renault. speaking of her. she wrote a whole bunch of other historical novels which you might like! this is the only other one i’ve read so far though. it’s the first of a trilogy about alexander the great. alexander has lot like theseus in that they are both deeply fucked up little guys :-)

dancing with the lion series - jeanne reames (@jeannereames hi 👋). also about the early life of alexander the great. i’ve only read the first one of these (again) but like. i read the whole thing in a day. the level of historical detail is also absolutely nuts. which makes sense bcs reames is an alexander specialist. but still!!!

cicero trilogy - robert harris. welcome to the rome zone. this is the series that got me into roman history :/ it follows the life of cicero from the perspective of his secretary tiro (the inventor of a shorthand system!). It Makes Roman Politics Fun I Promise. for real though these books manage to cover a very complicated period while also not getting bogged down in it And showing you cicero’s Wit. like i know i’m tumblr user catilinas but these books mean i can never really dislike cicero

roma sub rosa series - steven saylor. but if any books Could make me dislike cicero. well. these are a Long series of detective novels set at the end of the roman republic. catiline is there And He’s Sexy. you WILL get invested in the fictional detective’s family drama. also the author is gay and writes lgbt characters in a way that like. actually thinks about what that means In Ancient Rome. catilina’s riddle (book 3) is one of my favourite books of all time ever. also congrats to saylor for writing detective novels which really get into the function of the figure of the detective / Who Is The Detective Really Helping Here / cicero is a massive bastard etc

masters of rome - colleen mccullough. i’m just going to link the review that convinced me and also my entire family to read these. they are terrible they are amazing marcus livius drusus is there. they are massive they cover almost one hundred years of history sulla is sexy and kills people and you will know so much of the minutiae of roman politics If you get through them all

the key / the lock / the door in the wall - benita kane jaro. the key and the door in the wall are a duology about marcus caelius rufus and his relationships w catullus and then caesar. and also clodia. the lock was written later but i’d chronologically in between, and is about cicero and his conflict with clodius. BUT also all three books repeat A Lot of the same events, just from slightly different angles. the unreliability of the narrator helps / makes this v fun. the prose is A Vibe also a lot of the focus is less abt the political situation than like. caelius being young-ish as the republic collapses.

attis - tom holland. legally i have to include this :/ i don’t even know how to describe it like it’s a cryptid of a book you might have to get it through interlibrary loans. it’s not even brilliant it’s just so so weird and also the author cannot explain why bcs he can’t remember what happens in it. it’s about catullus (archeology student?) in a modernised alternate history version of rome (90s london?) being involved in a mystery involving ritual murders (tom holland HAS read girard. if you were wondering). there are also clowns.

hostis - vale aida ( @valeaida hi also 👋). first in an in progress series abt an alternate history version of the second punic war. i read the whole thing in a day instead of writing one of my essays earlier this year :/ have you ever read livy/silius and been like uurfgjhgh the narrative parallels between the lives of hannibal and scipio…… What If That Was A Book. you will go nuts over the barcids

augustus - john edward williams. my highschool philosophy teacher recommended this to me :-) it’s a kind of epistolary novel In That it’s framed as a collection of (imaginary) texts like. letters and biographies and memoirs, all showing Sides but never the entirety of The Emperor Augustus over the course of his life. i read this around the same time as A Source Book for the augustan period and was like. yeah.