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kissingcicero · 3 months ago
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For further considerations (I won't be rating like you sorry. Also sorry for the rambling.)
The Science Team: Mysterious. Which science? Do we all get lab coats? Evil scientist style?
Groupchat: Very good. It is like an endless onslaught of thoughts - messages?
Collection: Strange. Are we porcelain dolls? You gathered us? Like Collective, but implies some objectification.
Bunch: Sort of cozy. Like the Brady Brunch? Or a bunch of bananas? Or grapes? Fruity? Fruity system?
Circle: Odd. Are we all pulling chairs up to sit together? Is it group therapy?
Troop: Interesting. Sort of formal.
Lot: British-ism. I can hear which specific alter is saying this. "Oi, you lot!" Passable.
Crowd: Same guy for us. "Ay, you crowd!" Nice. Implies a larger lot though? Perhaps a bit of you're-in-my-way?
Bevy: Antique. Are you from the mid 19s? Implies busy, bustling.
Clique: Snappy. Mean Girls adjacent. But good, implies a level of you're-not-in-on that is accurate.
Crew: Like troop, it implies some seriousness, like we are all set to work on something.
Ensemble: Sort of a flourish. Theatrical. Or musical. Nice.
Squad/Squadron: Sort of formal. Like troop or crew. Or maybe a dance squad?
Weirdos: That's just rude.
Idiots: Could be affectionate, but is also just rude. Come on.
Things to call headmates other than "my Alters"
Headmates: solid 8/10, clearly a system term though
The Others: 7/10 kinda mysterious, not much pizazz
Family: 9/10 yeah replace those sorry ass relatives of yours!
Brothers/ Sisters: 8/10 personally I like calling them my brothers and sister, but tbh kinda sounds like catholic priests/ nuns. -2 points
Roommates: 9/10 Basic like headmates, but phrased in a way singlets understand
Friends: 10/10 Wholesome, although I am definitely not friends with everyone in here
The Voices: 3/10 People gonna absolutely think you're crazy
Greek Chorus: 5/10 It's funny when someone actually knows what you're referring to
Peanut Gallery: 7/10 Similar concept to the above, only more understood by the average person
Backseat Drivers: 9/10 The most correct one on the list, especially said with just a touch of contempt. Might make someone upset
The Collective: 8/10 very ominous, better when talking about the system as a whole singular unit
Comrades: 10/10 Like friends, but commier! Perfect!
Coworkers: 10/10 very accurate representation of how it actually works in here
The Council: 9/10 The Council has decided that it's really entertaining to refer to ourselves like that
Chat: -10/-10 How is it so perfect, yet so awful, yet so awfully perfect?
#headmates: shell#The Others: the elders. sebastian and marsello. sometimes sunny. sorry sunny you are an elder though.#Family: the littles. alouette and rueben particularly#Brothers/Sister: kassie. jeff depending on whom he is referring to.#Roommates: Sherlock (derogatorily) kassie (positively)#Friends: darren. sunny (sometimes in an adult sarcasm style. 'friends... let's all settle down then...')#The Voices: mallory. every time.#Greek Chorus: Sherlock. he's dramatic asf.#Peanut Gallery: we avoid it in general. racist in origin. stopped using it in general vocabulary after informed by a Black person we knew.#Backseat Drivers: SUNNY. his favorite. we 'interfere' and it's light enough not to be fully cruel.#The Collective: mallory. again.#Comrades: marsello. sarcastically. jeffery. not so sarcastic. tobias. ??? is he being sar or srs? who knows. does he even know?#Coworkers: Sherlock (said rarely as a form of respect.) Sunny. he believes in teambuilding.#The Council: mallory. she loves to call the littles the council as they enjoy advising on food and drink choices and it makes them giggle.#Chat: jeremy. always. only chat. (does he think we are his viewers?)#The Science Team: BENREYBENREYBENREY. He thinks it's funny. Meme reference.#Groupchat: Jeremy. thinks we're friends he chats with.#Collection: sebastian. he thinks he's gathered a bunch of wayward children who need him. (he is odd.)#Bunch: marsello. 'you bunch!' he's a weird dad. he calls us the brunch bunch. I'm not sure why.#Circle: s3v3nt13s. I think 7 sees us as an unbroken loop of individuals passing front around Hot Potato style? Not sure.#Troop: Sunny. he's our captain. he uses troop when we need to 'shape up'.#Lot: also Sunny. 'you lot' is often followed by 'pipe down!'#Crowd: also Sunny. I think he gets claustrophobic?#Bevy: [Redacted] & Ritchie. a couple of weirdos who seem to be from the 40s. or 1800s.#Clique: Red. she also yells GIRLS SQUAD! We certainly are not.#Crew: Sunny. more friendly/casual than Troop. 'alright crew! let's rise and shine! much to do!' love you Sunny.#Ensemble: Sherlock. he's a drama queen. 'we all dance together like a choreographed unit! when you aren't being bumbling idiots.' he says.#Squad: Sunny. even more rough than Troops. very Grim. 'COME ON SQUAD. MOVE IT.' casual when marsello. Dance Related when Sherlock.#Weirdos: Avan. Rude. Playful/teasing but RUDE.#Idiots: Sherlock. RUDE!
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whenlilyfallsinlove · 8 months ago
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not today
ant x reader, probably gonna have multiple parts!! i am so in love with him stop.. there's a severe lack of heartbreak high work on here!!!
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was it wrong to be in love with your best friend?
you often debated the logistics of this question every night before you fell asleep, when all you could think about was him.
anthony vaughn. your best friend since diapers, the ned to your peter, the ron to your harry and everything in between. you were together that often he had his own place at your dinner table.
it was an unlikely pairing, really. people often deemed ant as an idiot, which sometimes you couldn't refute. he had made lots of stupid decisions over the years, you couldn't deny that.
"YOU THREE DID WHAT?!" you screamed, as ant had a guilty look on his face.
ant, spider and dusty had made up a rumour that amerie had slept with jojo, the teacher of the group you both had been forced to join - SLTs. this resulted in jojo being fired, and a huge protest involving yourself, ant and the rest of the group sleeping in woodsy's office.
"it was dusty's idea!" ant exclaimed, trying to defend himself. he hated when you were mad at him.
"yet you still went along with it?" you scoffed.
"spider did as well." he protested.
"of course he fucking did." you rolled your eyes. as much as you were best friends with ant, you hated his other friends. they were cunts, mostly.
"look (y/n) i'm sorry-"
"i don't think it's me you should be apologising too." you interrupted him, firmly.
ant sighed, and you hated yourself for how you really can't stay mad at him for too long.
"look.. i've already apologised to amerie. we just.. i just.. was mad. SLTs is so boring y'know? and amerie is the reason we're there anyway!" he said.
"it was still wrong of you." you replied, but your eyes softened.
"cmon (y/n), you can't be mad at me forever." ant said, giving you his best puppy dog eyes.
you sighed, and playfully rolled your eyes.
"you're right, i really can't." you groaned and he got up and tackled you into a hug.
"get off of me, you smell awful!" you protested weakly, yet you still wrapped your arms around him.
you were screwed. well and truly.
you, on the other hand, were deemed as someone smart. someone respected. it confused people how you were so close, when you were just so different.
you didn't even want to think about how your friends would react after finding out about your feelings. that's why you told no one.
however, it seemed that you weren't as secretive about your feelings for ant as you thought. amerie's map. you couldn't look him in the eyes for a week after that.
loud voices were heard as you, ant and spider approached what seemed to be the talk of your year group. you looked up to see a map, a map full of names of everyone that you knew.
"what the fuck.." you muttered, your eyes roaming the map, taking it all in.
you see your own name, with lines between dusty and cash. you scoff. it didn't happen. whoever made this clearly relied on rumours that had once gone around about you.
"darren jerked you off.. nice bro, you into dudes now?" spider's voice, directed at ant, brought you from your thoughts.
you looked at the map to see ant's name connected to darren. you raised an eyebrow.
"fuck off spider." you roll edyour eyes.
"what, you jealous?" spider responded, making you clench your jaw.
"still mad i rejected you, yeah?" you replied. ant laughed at your response, making you feel quite proud of yourself.
"bro, ant and (y/n) have that same line between them that mine and amerie have." dusty's voice spoke up, pulling you from your argument with spider.
confused, you looked up to what he's talking about. your eyes widened. he was right. in all your anger about the other lines coming off your name, you had failed to notice the gold line between yours and ant's name.
"what the fuck does that mean?" ant asked, also looking up.
you look to the key.
"destined.." you muttered. you were mortified. destined? how had these mystery map bitches both fed your delusions and humbled you at the same time?
"the fuck does that mean?" ant said. to a normal person, you'd probably be offended that your crush of many years had that response but to you, you didn't care. it was likely he genuinely did not know what it meant.
"you're destined to be together, ain't that cute?" spider teased, smacking ant on the back.
you avoid eye contact with ant for the rest of that day. when it was revealed amerie created the map a small part of you wanted to ask her to elaborate. you still haven't asked ... yet.
you could never confess your feelings for him. there was no way you would. years of friendship would be on the line, if he said no.
you'd wait. wait until it was the right time.
anthony vaughn was your best friend, and you were in love with him.
one day you'd confess.
just not today.
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lansangprincess · 10 months ago
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Heartbreak High S2E2 highlights⋆·˚ ༘ *
malakai having hella bi panic in the escape room lmfao — "I had a threesome w a guy once. not to brag but it was pretty gay 😌✨"
AMERIEMALAKAI FIGHT NOOOOOOOOOOO
i feel rlly bad for Harper. I may not have liked her that much in s1 but I have always been glad her character and storyline exists bc fcking hell do i relate
anthony vaughn the man u are. imma tackle u for sure idgaf abt pig oil
the Missy/Spider ship gets into gear bc he got distracted by her muscle mommy-ness???? INTO IT.
but still, fuck u spider incel piece of shit <3
AND FUCK YOU TOO ZOEY VICTIM-BLAMING BITCH
the ant/harper scene i want that scene tattooed on me. right next to amerie/malakai first time scene. him being a fking idiot most of the time but having the sense to stop harper from doing something she might regret (while gently reassuring her that he wants to)?? i love him i love him i love him i love him
💗detective Quinni💗 exposing Sasha for being the hypocrite we all knew her to be
idk if i like rowan that much but i love malakai and seeing him have bi panic constantly is so funny but it also makes me feel really bad for amerie please just tell her T^T
CA$H BABY LOOK AT ME IT'S ME CA$H PLEASE DON'T DO THIS mommy im scared (…idk why but i feel like if u showed him the duck he'd go w nan and darren…)
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johnnyutah · 9 months ago
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average adam faulkner stanheight fan: if adam isn’t in saw xi we riot! @lionsgate @kevingruetert @jameswan #adamlives #justiceforadam #corpseinconsistencies
average john kramer fan: What people don’t realize about John, is he’s such a genius that even when he makes mistakes, he planned on making the mistakes. He is the greatest villain of all time
average jill tuck fan: Appreciation post for the Women of Saw 🩷 [the same ten photos that get posted once a week]
average lawrence gordon fan: last night i watched a 2004 tv movie about serial killers called ‘the riverman’, followed by the cheesy family rom-com ‘a castle for christmas’. today my friends and i are going to binge the entire third season of netflix’s ‘stranger things’. none of us have seen a single episode of the rest of the show and we don’t plan on it. then we might rewatch ‘another country’ together
average amanda young fan: sorry i haven’t been online in 4 weeks i’ve been too busy trying to get the new pig cosmetic in the rift [posted 7 weeks ago]
average mark hoffman fan: [underneath a gifset of costas mandylor in a republican christian propaganda ‘sci-fi’ movie] #hes so fucking hot #i would give anything to put him in a sports bra and make him do jumping jacks in front pf me i would literally do #ANYTHING #i need to make him into a marionett and fist him lol
average daniel rigg fan: Here’s a quick low effort doodle I did of Daniel! I just love him so much ❤️ [a literal masterpiece, the best art you’ve ever seen in your entire life] [3 notes]
average allison kerry fan: i am hardcore attached to ONE ship which is probably either allison/amanda or allison/lindsey and my whole blog is devoted to them. there are dozens of us DOZENS
average lynn denlon fan: okay so i know bahar is a realtor now but in her last instagram post where she’s congratulating her son on some new achievement, both the first and last words in the post have 11 letters, AND there’s an X and an I visible in the background of her post 👀?? is this a reach???
average jeff denlon fan: No seriously let me finish seriously when you compare him to the other shitty men in Saw he’s NOT that b
average david tapp fan: i’m 39k away from publishing my 40k tappsing Everybody Lives AU <3 this is going to be epic [account has been deactivated for an indeterminate amount of time]
average brit stevenson and mallick scott fan: Hey I stayed up making this instead of writing my thesis paper for grad school. Here’s a 30,000 word document about the implications of Brit’s promotion within the Marshford group and how it would lead to her eventual demise and also how she rose to the top in her group. It also delves into her relationship with Mallick, whose existence, I believe, is an obvious literary reference to an ancient Roman play read by only me and three other people currently alive. I translated relevant passages and included them in my work. I got understimulated around page 8 so I did take a break to pierce myself in the same spot that I believe Mallick would have a piercing. If you read my fics on AO3 you will already be familiar with the location.
average peter strahm fan: haha peter does CRACK cocoaine haha i think he sniffeds some drugs! why else would he be so MANIC HYPER CRAZY!!! i love my crazy JUNKIE man LOL get him some andderall STAT!! if hoffman didn’t kill him the SPEED certianly would of! LOL!
average lindsey perez fan: i love lindsey perez i’m such a big fan of the character lindsey perez
average matt gibson fan: i literally would eat garbage out of a dumpster
average ezekiel banks fan: holy shit i just finished spiral what a good movie what the hell!!! what a cool addition to the saw universe! i bet everybody else loves this as much as i do! let me take a big drink of water as i check tumblr dot com to see all the nice things people will have to say about darren lynn bousman’s Spiral
average william schenk fan: my hobbies include: being a fujoshi,
average cecelia pederson fan: [pic of cecelia yanking on the metal loop around her neck and smirking] https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vT3f5IIzt5PG-M7G9_Z-gjY4gZaiUneTdMlYrFAcdBGcJo0-N-RDQcj2JfxOaBTxKa6J_DiDQNgqVpg/pub
average logan jigsaw fan: What people don’t realize about John, is he’s such a genius that even when he makes mistakes, he planned on making the mistakes. He is the greatest villain of all time
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chouettecrivaine · 1 year ago
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Ah, Young Love! [Our Life: Now & Forever]
Fandom: Our Life: Now & Forever
Characters: Qiu Lin, Tamarack Baumann
Notes: takes place during Step 1, so he/him is used for Qiu as that is how he identifies at this point in the story!
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So anyway I'm obsessed with how everybody wants Qiu but Qiu only has eyes for MC once they meet so I'm thinking about his silly little boyhood crush. And then I couldn't leave best girl Tamarack out of the love fest so here's just a few little things I was thinking about with them having childhood crushes on u <3
Note that only the demo is publicly available and I am not currently a patron so anything here that is proven true is coincidence and anything proven false is just me having a little fun
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Qiu Lin
So like. I've seen Qiu call you pretty twice in the demo. Once when you meet him if you choose to call him pretty first, and again towards the end of what's available in the demo when he's listing off reasons why you should be allowed to join the club..
I just think that whenever he talks about you he always has to let it slip that he thinks you're cute. "They had on a really nice hair clip today!" "Their hair looked so cute when they took off their hat at school." "When I picked them up to walk to school, I was so surprised at how pretty they looked!"
When he told his parents about you he probably said "this really pretty kid surprised me in our yard and we went on a miniature adventure!"
Also (and note that my MC uses she/her so im gonna quote him using gendered terms but only for this one instance) When he's introducing you to one of his friends, he starts off with your name and says "she's a girl!" (Or whatever terms you have set)
So I just think he says the most basic facts about you with so much awe and wonder 🥺 like you wore overalls to school? He talks like you invented denim. You had a funny comment or joke? It's like he's never heard one before in his life when he retells it.
I feel like…the first thing that makes him interested in you is that you're new. Not only does this make you fun to mess with, but it makes you far more interesting than the people he's known his whole life. Plus you, unlike Tamarack, don't immediately brush off the cool things he wants to show you or do with you if it isn't immediately your cup of tea.
Darren and Baxter are sick and tired of hearing your name !! If you're not around Qiu wonders aloud at least once if he should or should've invite(d) you. If he did invite you and you had to decline, then he wonders what you're doing.
The type of kid to skip out on his weekend chores at home and go to your house to help you unpack instead
Ok so MC says they used to live in an apartment, right? Probably in the city? And MC was only allowed to play on their own because Golden Grove is "a safe neighborhood?" What if MC doesn't know how to ride a bike. What if Qiu teaches them…
Whether you get a hang of it or not, he daydreams about doing that thing where he rides the bike and you sit backwards on the seat or on the handlebars or something
When he finds out you can't ride a bike, he definitely shows off by riding around without his hands on the handlebars.
Will teach you how to jump off the swing set too, then will have competitions over who can swing the highest and leap the farthest
I feel like Golden Grove has a cute little main street with a bunch of locally owned shops. If you're interested, he'll show you every. single. business. Even if most of them are "granny shops" he isn't interested in. He'll let you poke around for a bit :)
He has a special page in his notebook for all the little notes and doodles about you
If you look closely at the note he gives you after class, you can see the remnants of a few tiny little hearts that he erased!!
Going back to him offering you to ride on his bike: he probably got you in trouble once because you were on your front lawn and he rode up asking you to go on an adventure with him on his bike. You're expecting a fun little 20 min ride through the walkable path in the woods that'll have you back home by dinner. Instead he takes you to town and buys you ice cream and the two of you have to struggle your way back up the hill on foot and it takes like an hour and a half to get back and your mom was worried SICK
Buys a pack of pens with one/some of your favorite color(s) and writes you notes exclusively in that/those ink(s)
If you and your mom go somewhere and he knocks on your door while you're out, you will come home to see him sitting on the steps to your front porch and waiting for you
Before class starts, he always gives you a funny face or a wave. If you come in late because of a doctor's appointment or something, naturally a lot of the kids turn to look at your entrance, and he immediately waves at you. Maybe even says hi to you out loud if he knows Mrs. Murray is in a good mood / he can get away with it.
If he finishes his work early or something, he'll turn around in his seat and just watch you from across the room with major heart eyes. He smiles wider and waves when you notice.
Anything you compliment him on, he immediately draws attention to around others. Say his hair looks good today? He'll hit you with a "oh but not every other day?" but then tell his seatmates about what you said.
Buys extra portions of his little snack bags of chips and candy or whatever he likes when he can so that he can give them to you during lunch.
Gets on a kick and will pester you about having a secret handshake until you let him come up with one. He likes having special things just you and him 🥺
Probably invites you to his hideout at a specific time and day every week and he gets soooooo excited for that time to roll around.
Tries extra hard in your favorite subject, even if it's one he hates. He's not trying to be top of the class, but he doesn't want you to think he doesn't care about something you care about!
If you like a class he's terrible at, he'll ask for your help! Or, if you struggle in a class he's good at, he'll volunteer to help you out even though he HATES the concept of doing extra schoolwork. That's how much he likes u
He'll do this with any windows but especially if one of your bedroom windows faces his: he will definitely pull a Taylor Swift in "You Belong With Me" and write notes for you guys to read to each other
Since he can't sit with you, he'll write you notes or make you doodles and then pretend he has to get up to sharpen his pencil so he can pass your desk and slip it to you
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Tamarack Baumann
Tamarack will straight up just stare at you 👁👁
She follows you around like a lost puppy and visibly brightens up when you're around
Looks forward to school because she gets to sit next to you all day! Like she'll skip happily along the path with you and Qiu and you'll ask her if she's looking forward to all these things and she'll just go "No!" and when you finally give up and ask why she says "because I get to spend the whole day next to you!"
When she goes to play in the woods, sometimes she'll spend a while in the shallower end of the tree line waiting to see if you'll come outside and play with her
Has definitely thrown sticks and pebbles at your back door to lure you out before she gets bored
Likes to go around and pick up the coolest rock, the prettiest flower, the biggest piece of tree bark, a leaf the size of her head…then before she goes home for the night, she stops by your house and gives what she picked up to you!!
If you're not home then she leaves it on your porch with a note, usually held down by a rock if it's not something heavy 
She'll be over the moon if you give her cool rocks and stuff you found. Even if you're literally giving her trash, like if you ONLY give her bottle caps or pop tabs you find on the sidewalk, she cherishes them. Would make jewelry out of them tbh
Ok so quick tangent but there's a book I read in about 4th grade called Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli, and in it the love interest girl is the quirky type. One thing she has is a little decorative cart on her dresser which she puts rocks in every time she's happy and takes rocks out when she's sad. When the protag goes to her house and finds out, she explains how she has put the most rocks in it since meeting him. They kiss sometime after that and she puts another rock in and tells him about it. I think Tamarack would have a jar or a doll house bathtub and she would do the same thing, putting rocks in it when she's happy! So what I'm saying is give her plenty of rocks so she can exclusively use MC rocks for that 
Also will make matching jewelry for the two of you without even stopping to think if you even wear what she's making. She'll buy kits to make special rings and headbands, braid a million friendship bracelets out of multicolored string, use acorns she found to make earrings…anything! She is just as happy if you wear it then she is if you buy a jewelry display stand and show them off in your room. Eventually she adds keychains into the mix for some variety
Doesn't mean to spend a lot of her time waiting on you but she does. On weekends, instead of going directly into the woods, she'll just lie on her back in her yard and stare up at the clouds, completely still, daydreaming (about you) until she hears your door opening. Then she runs to you.
If any of your windows are open, particularly your bedroom window, she'll send a bunch of paper airplanes your way. Most of them make it! However, you've learned that if you find even one paper airplane inside, you're going to have to check that side of the house for more scattered on the ground
Grips onto your arms or your clothes whenever she can. You two are connected.
Makes a BIG effort to like anything that you like as much as you do! And when she follows you around, it doesn't really matter if you're doing something she doesn't care about. She just wants to spend time with you! It does make her whole week if you follow her into the woods, though.
She doesn't take notes in class, but you leave a writing implement out for her and sometimes she'll reach over and doodle a cute bear or something on your paper :)
If you say you're cold, she'll give you her scarf, no questions asked. Is also down to share but don't let her do that while you're walking because it WILL end badly 
Has wrapped the scarf around the two of you and tied you guys together before and yes it was the best recess of her life 
When walking, she tends to lean into you which sometimes almost turns into pushing you and Qiu into the road if you're not careful
Likes to drag you around places and pretty quickly invites you to her house. She doesn't tell her grandparents that she's inviting you over, so they're surprised by you almost every time, but they don't mind! She's dragging you up the stairs to her room too quickly for them to say anything anyway
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r1leyswrld · 10 months ago
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my heartbreak high season two thoughts (spoilers)
* why is spider actually kinda hot
* him speaking french is oh my god so subtly attractive
* his home life makes everything a lot more clearer
* and i love him learning what it takes to try and be a good person, trying to do it for missy and then trying to do it for himself
* his whole life he never had a father figure (you can be a good man/person without one) and instead had to deal with never living up to his mom's expectations. so he became everything she thought he was bc nothing else worked and he couldn't please her regardless of what he did. it honestly makes sense that when he first realizes he wants to change he does things to prove himself to missy instead of being good bc he wants to, shows how he doesn't know how to do it and it really makes sense
* once again this show handles every thing beautifully
* darren and cash's relationship omg
* the back story behind darude and cash omg
* cash and darren going through trials and tribulations
* loved the dusty cameos
* that man is still hot
* i love the fact that him and Darren are actually kinda friends?
* the way he gives advice to cash was so nice and the fact the advice was actually really fucking good
* cash then going "you might want to buy a new lock i kinda broke yours" OMG
* missy and spider are my new favorites
* i liked the idea of ant and harper but there really wasn't much development with them
* the whole thing was them actually being friends and ant actually being friends with a girl without sex and with not a lot of attention on them it seemed like that's exactly what it was
* harper's haircut this season OMG i love it
* it suits her so much
* malaki's letter being burned in the fire hurt so much
* the back story for cash's name OMG
* cash's nan and Darren doing words with friends
* the scene between cash finding out that his nan has a boyfriend
* the whole rowan bird psycho story line was so fucking well written and at no point did it feel like a riverdale-esque thing
* i love malakai's journey of self discovery with his sexuality and how close him and missy are
* malakai is still hot but omg hello missy
* we saw so much more of missy this season and i fucking loved it
* regardless of what you have to say about spider bc he was and is a shit person, the relationship between them is really cute built on understanding and being in tune with each other's needs also if any one can put him in his place it's her
* the whole set up of not having one clear villain the whole season or knowing who they are was so fucking good and added to the mystery
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justarandombrit · 10 months ago
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Okay, so in case anyone couldn't make it to the livestream (and just because I wanted to), I wrote down some notes while watching it, so if anyone wants to read them, they're below the cut. (Also sorry ANI fans, my dad came in to borrow a pencil while the ANI segment was happening, so I missed a lot of it)
. There was a 4 minute long intro voice over before AVPM
. James watched AVPM
. 600,000 and Lauren plays the green screen piano
. 700,000 and Lauren does an architectural digest on the green screen house
. Jon really loves Ready To Go
. Darren keeps letting Joey know he sounds like shit on old recordings
. Pinball Pete’s burnt down 🙏🙏
. MAMD was the first student produced album to make the charts
. A Very Potter Sequel’s name came before A Very Potter Musical
. They accidentally wrote Harry Potter and the Cursed Child
. James gave Julia Albain leg splints
. During Starship the entire cast was breathing fibreglass
. Starship was called “knowingly amateurish”
. Darren was supposed to write 15 songs for Starship, but he got cast on GLEE
. Darren flew in to join a rehearsal as a surprise, ran in singing Beauty and everyone was so pissed
. Everyone still loves Kick It Up A Notch
. Nick: “Which was Holy Musical B@man-
Lauren: “Fuck yeah”
. They made up Sweet Tooth, and then found out he was an actual Batman villain
. Matt came up with “Calendar Man, your days are numbered” in his dream, and it was so good it forced him awake to instantly call Nick
. Everyone thought the flying machine joke was the best AVPM joke
. Goin' Back To Hogwarts Reprise made everyone cry
. AVPSY was five hours long
. Curt saw AVPSY
. Darren arrived 2 hours before the show and didn't get a chance to read through a lot of the script
. Darren came up with “I hope you find that swimming pool”
. Joey ate one banana on the day of AVPSY and during Sidekick went “I'm losing my vision”
. They had to pay the hotel union $11,000 to use THEIR OWN microphones, and Darren's STILL BROKE
. Jeff accidentally washed out his Aladdin hair dye
. A.J. Holmes had the same agent as Jafar's original VA, and they got him to do the intro and say “pee” and “poop” in Jafar's voice
. ANI was, as we know, expected to be a hit, and, as we know, it was not
. TTO was, as we know, expected to fail, and, as we know, did not
. TTO had a batshit cast party
. Pierce used to ask Matt insanely complicated questions before bed, e.g, “How did WWII happen?”
. Firebringer was a really old concept
. Literally no one questioned why the “I don't really wanna do the work today” clip had loads of people dressed as cavewomen + cavemen
. Firebringer was the first show Jon saw live
. They made up all the Hatchetfield shows at the same time
. Nick kept making sure Paul was having fun
. The song from the Pirate Show, “Born To Be Wretched goes so fucking hard. Like if a sea shanty was a musical theatre song essentially
. Mariah: “Rich gays, please give”
. Lauren choreographed Show Stoppin' Number
. People actually gave Lauren their phones when she asked in Inevitable, and they would take them backstage and take selfies before giving them back. One time it was locked and she shouted “WHAT'S THE PASSCODE?!?!?”
. Joey: “I'm in the middle of Wiggle”
. Everyone was ill during Black Friday
. Bryce saw Black Friday
. BRYCE GOT THE APPLE
. Nick told her “Interesting things happen here” when showing her to the seat
. Ahhh when Jeff played Tom…
. Angela was in Jaime’s improv class
. Angela is no longer on vocal rest
. Angela had to kill Sherman with a finger gun one night
. Will was 100% ready for NPMD
. Will was at a party they went to during A Very Starkid Reunion
. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR STARKID
. Rip Kim
. The Docks of Troutspear is sung by Matt’s favourite character (it also slaps)
. The Pit Stop in Hatchetfield livestream is going to be a tag team deathmatch
. I love Starkid so much
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iamnotoriginalphil · 6 months ago
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Hey! I love your writing. I’ve been wanting Kate Stewart fics for years now so I’m glad you started writing for her!
Could you write a Kate Stewart x Reader fic where the reader is insecure about how she looks and doesn’t feel like she’s good enough for Kate so she becomes distant and Kate gets worried, and it ends with Kate finding out why she’s been distant and ends up reassuring and comforting her?
How can I not write for her when I love her so much?
CW: self-esteem issues, boss/employee relationship, hurt/comfort, angst
You weren’t hiding. That would be childish. You’d just retreated into the quiet corner to get on with your paperwork. You had reports to write, and some labs to finish up. It was normal. Nothing odd. Nothing to raise concern.
It just also didn’t hurt that it was far enough from Kate that she couldn’t see you.
The feeling had been creeping up on you for a while now. Small things that led to the dread and anticipation sitting heavy in your stomach. Even before the entire thing had started, you’d known it was too good to be true. It was only a matter of time before Kate realised it too. 
The longer it went on, the worse it became. Every morning, rolling out of bed, staring in the mirror, the list of reasons for why Kate shouldn't be with you just grew longer. It was easy to forget when her lips turned your thoughts hazy and her hands made you forget your own name. But the cold harsh light of day just highlighted the truth.
“There you are.”
You looked up from your laptop. Kate was in the doorway, leaning one hip against the frame, arms crossed over her chest, backlit by the light in the hall. Her annoying habit of knowing every corner of the building seemed to have done you no favours. The soft glow made her look ethereal, like an angel come to save you. 
“Hi,” you said, turning your attention back to your work.
“What are you doing in here?” she asked.
“Darren kept humming and I needed some peace and quiet to get everything done,” you replied, still not looking at her.
It was only the sound of her heels clicking against the floor that let you know she was approaching you. Something soft brushed your elbow and you glanced over at her from the corner of her eye. She was sitting beside you, leaning back on the wall, legs straight out in front of her. 
“You couldn’t ask him to stop?” she asked.
“It was easier to just remove myself,” you replied, refusing to turn your head towards her.
“For who?” 
“Can we not do this right now?” you said, finally looking over to her. 
There was a grim smile on her face and she looked tired, shoulders slumped and shadows under her eyes. You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose, not able to stop yourself. It was stupid, to so obviously show your frustration when she’d come looking for you, obviously tired, and you were only adding to her plate. And yet you couldn’t help it. 
“You’ve been working a lot of late nights lately,” she said.
“I’ve been catching up on stuff,” you said.
“You’ve been staying later than me,” she said, “I didn’t know that was possible.”
“Yeah, well, my boss is a real arse,” you said, turning back to your screen.
She chuckled, leaning towards you. Her shoulder pressed into yours more firmly and you wanted to shuffle away from her but knew she’d notice. There was no hiding it behind another excuse. Nothing else to blame it on. 
Still, she must have felt you freeze.
“I know you haven’t had weeks worth of work to catch up on,” she said, voice more quiet than before, but not soft. 
“I have,” you said, “you know how much work comes with the job.”
“I feel like I’ve barely seen you. You leave before I’m up and come home after I’m asleep. When I do see you it’s like you’re not really there with me. Or we’re not talking because your mouth is otherwise engaged,” she said with a sad little huff on the end, “I’ve been missing you.”
“You know where to find me,” you said, “clearly.”
“I’ve scoured the building for you. You hardly wanted to be found,” she said.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said.
“You’re sitting in the dark.”
You sighed, closing your laptop, plunging you back into proper darkness. She took it from you, gentle as she lifted it off your lap. She put it to one side. You looked over to her, finding her already watching you. 
“Do you want to tell me what’s going on?” she asked.
“Nothing,” you sighed, “nothing is going on.”
“Surely you can’t expect me to believe that.”
You gritted your teeth, jaw clenching. Her fingers were soft as they brushed over the curve of your jaw, featherlight, as if she was scared to touch you. You took a deep shuddering breath in, surprised at the way your heart beat too hard, almost painfully, bruising against your ribcage. 
“Are you looking to end things with me?” she asked, voice soft as she clasped her hands in her lap again.
“What?” Your voice was sharp in the silence.
“You’ve been pushing me away for weeks now, avoiding me, hiding from me. It doesn’t take a genius to work out your issue is with me. So, will you be moving out?” she asked.
“My issue isn’t you,” you said, “you’re… perfect.”
“Well, now I know you’re lying,” she laughed.
“No, really. You’re amazing and beautiful and wonderful. I’m the one letting the side down,” you said.
“What do you mean?” she asked, shifting closer.
“I’m not amazing and beautiful and wonderful,” you said. 
“What on Earth are you talking about?” she asked, sounding a mixture of baffled and offended. Which was pretty much exactly what you didn’t want to happen. 
If you pointed out all the ways you weren't good enough for her you’d be signing your own marching orders. Once she realised there would be no chance she’d stick around with you. You had assumed she’d come to the realisation on her own. But to be the one to tell her…
You pressed the heels of your palms into your eyes until colours burst behind your eyelids. A strong grip grasped your wrists, pulling them away until you were looking into the warm brown eyes of the woman you loved.
“Talk to me, darling,” she requested, sounding heartbroken.
“You know, every morning I wake up and wonder if today will be the day you realise you can do better. If you’ll realise what I realised when we got started. That I lucked out and tricked you into thinking I was worth your time but of course I’m not. It was just a matter of you noticing too,” you said, pulling your legs up until your knees were under your chin and your arms could wrap around them. 
Her hands found yours again, ignoring the way you’d pulled out of her hold already. Her skin was warm against yours, her touch familiar. You knew the feeling of her hands better than anything else. It hurt, to be touched by her, in that moment.  
“There is nothing to notice.” Her voice was firm and it made you flinch, “or at least, not the kinds of things you’re implying.”
“You’re just saying that because you haven’t yet,” you whispered.
“Tell me.”
“Tell you what?” you asked.
“The things you think I should be noticing,” she said, keeping her voice soft, coaxing you, the way you’d seen her do in the field when she was dealing with a scared fugitive. 
“You want me to tell you all the reasons you should break up with me? Fine. Do you want them in alphabetical or chronological order?” 
“You’re being flippant,” she said, sounding less than impressed.
“Wouldn’t you be?” you demanded.
“Darling, tell me,” she requested, cupping both of your cheeks, refusing to let you out of answering.
“Look at me,” you said.
“I am,” she said.
“Then you can see it. I’m not beautiful like you. I’m not smart like you. I can’t do half of the things you can. You can do so much better than me. I’m nothing compared to you. And I think you’re so amazing and I know I can never measure up. And so yeah, maybe I’ve been a bit distant but it’s because I’m trying to make sure I’m not too hurt when you wake up and realise you can do better and end things with me.”
You watched in real time as understanding bloomed over her face. You braced, tensing with every muscle for the blow that you knew was coming. Only then her face was softening and you were sure she was going to try and be so nice about it. 
“Oh darling,” she sighed and there was the pity coming in strong.
You pushed against her shoulders, trying to get her away from you. Gasping for breath, feeling a sob bubble up in your chest, you needed room. It was too much with her right there, right in front of you, staring at you, watching you so closely there was no room for you to fall apart. 
“I wish you could see yourself through my eyes,” she sighed, her thumbs running along your cheekbones.
“Stop being nice to me,” you said, snapping if not for the broken moan of pain your words turned into. 
“Not until I know you’re hearing me,” she said, “because I happen to think you’re bloody brilliant.”
You scoffed but her hands were still on your cheeks, not letting you look away from her. 
“Darling, the first time I saw you, you stole my breath. You were, and continue to be, the most beautiful person in the room. And it’s only grown more true the longer I’ve known you because I know who you are now. I’ve never seen anything that I’ve found disappointing. Unless you’ve been lying to me or hiding things from me, I think I have a pretty good sense of who you are,” she said, her voice growing firmer, the kind of voice that didn’t allow for arguments, “are you listening to me?”
You nodded, a small thing, but with her hands on you and those eyes refusing to look away there was no chance of her missing it. She lent forward again, her grip tightening.
“You are what I want in every possible way. There is no part of you I don’t want. I am proud to have you by my side and more than that, I’m proud to love and be loved by you,” she said, “I apologise if my actions or words have ever made you believe otherwise. Hear me now. You are beautiful, and wonderful, and everything I have ever wanted.”
Her fingers brushed away the tears as they fell until they came too fast to catch them all. Your arms were still around your knees, a barrier from her body and yet the strong steady warmth of her palms was seeping in where they met your cheeks. Your chin dipped towards your chest, not wanting her to watch as you fell apart, spine pressed into the wall, shrinking back even as she stared at you, drinking in every moment. 
“You’re only saying that because you don’t realise-” you tried to say.
“I do. I do realise. I see you. All of you in your entirety. I have seen every single part of you including your flaws, and I still choose you. Every moment of every day I’m choosing you. You’re the one I want. The only one I want,” she said, interrupting you before you could begin again. 
Her hand slipped from your cheek and she pressed closer, her hand on your knees, pushing them down until she could get as close as possible without being in your lap. Your own hands were twisting together and you couldn’t look at her. If you did you were worried it would crack you open, leaving you a vulnerable mess in front of her, ripe for the hurting. 
“Darling, I can’t do better than you. You’re it,” she said.
You were slow to drag your gaze back up to her, finding her already broken open in front of you. Her own words had splayed her skin back, showing you her beating heart, waiting for your soft touch to stitch her back together. Reaching out, a trembling hand crossing the distance, your fingertips brushed over her lips, whisper soft. She caught your hand, pressing it more insistently to her mouth as she kissed your fingertips, your palm, the pulse point in your wrist. 
“I love you so much,” you whispered on broken breath.
“That’s a relief,” she said with a small smile, “I was hoping after my little speech you wouldn’t turn me away.”
“I could never,” you said.
And then you were falling forward into her arms, letting her catch you. Her arms curled around your body, gathering you close, surrounding you in every way. Your face pressed into her shoulder and she let the tears soak into the fabric of her blazer. Hand splayed between your shoulder blades, the other on the small of your back, she kept you pressed against her and a part of you wondered if she needed you to steady her as much as you needed her. 
“I love you, darling,” she murmured in your ear.
You sought out her lips, blind in your need. She sighed into your mouth, her hand coming up to cradle the back of your head, fingers threading through your hair. You did what she hadn’t and climbed into her lap, not caring you were at work or that someone could walk in. You just wanted to sink into her, to let her knit you back together into a person. 
“Please don’t pull away from me anymore,” she whispered, her lips brushing against yours, “please.”
“I won’t,” you promised, mumbling into her mouth, “I won’t.”
It was soft and slow, both of you taking your time now you knew you had the rest of your life. There was no hurry, just the feeling of needing to know she was with you and wasn’t leaving. She held you tight, keeping you pressed to her, as if trying to absorb you into her being. You would let her, if it was possible.
“We should go home, darling,” she said, drawing back just far enough to share breath, “I think you’ve put in enough late nights to make your boss happy.”
“Can we get a take away?” you asked.
“Of course we can,” she said, gently pushing some hair behind your ear, “as long as we can also take a long hot bath afterwards.”
“That sounds nice.”
You clambered off her lap, helping her to her feet. Her arm looped around your waist, keeping you close, as if worried you’d do a runner if she didn’t. You pressed yourself to her side, not wanting to stray too far from her either. 
You were never going to stray far from her again.
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dronebiscuitbat · 8 months ago
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Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 17)
Aside from their new third. The night went rather similarly to how it normally would, Uzi had brought over several more movies for them to go through over the next few days. Pretty much resigning herself into cooping herself up in N's apartment while she was playing the part of Tera's live in nanny.
And currently, they were trying to choose which one to start with, N digging around the pile of disks as she laid with Tera, keeping the little one curled slightly under her arm so that there would be no more rolling away.
“N oh my robo-god just choose!” She laughed in faux irritation, not loud enough to wake the baby but definitely loud enough for N to pout back at her.
“But all of these are scary!” He pointed out, lifting up several of the boxes to reveal the graphic covers, Uzi just giggled mischievously.
“Dude we deal with way scarier stuff. Nothing compares to centipede J.” She replied, rolling her eyes at his second pout, adjusting the charge cord still sticking out of her like it would make any difference in her comfort.
“I guess…” He picked the one that had the least terrifying cover and popped it into the player, watching as the beginning credits zipped across the screen.
“What one did you pick?” She asked, head tilting to the side, small smile on her face.
“Uh… I didn't look at the title, just the cover.”
“Oooh~ Roulette.”
He didn't quite like the sound of that… were all of these the same level of terrifying? Was it like a “choose how you want to get traumatized” thing?
He settled onto the couch, holding his tail in his hands as Uzi focused entirely on the screen, well, her eyes were focused on the screen, the other hand was subconsciously petting the droneling snuggled next to her, still solidly in sleep mode.
Still being amazing at this, without even trying.
As the movie started the tension that had settled over N slowly unwound, this was… fine. A little creepy sure, but Uzi was right, it was tame in comparison to the genuine terror they'd already experienced, although the stakes being your life instead of a passive observer probably helped.
“Where… are they going? Why are they separating off from the rest of the group?” He asked as the main couple snuck off together, hand in hand, as one of the other characters was explaining that they should probably stick together, because something creepy was going on.
“To make out.” Uzi smirked, literally all these horror movies were exactly the same, teenagers were dumb… even in real life.
“Now?!” He asked incredulously, the entire group had just witnessed movement outside the house they were staying in, and they decide to leave? To kiss?
“Love is always the best decision.” She quoted him, and he felt his own words come slapping him in the face, that had felt so long ago now…
“That was an entirely different scenario, that was romantic, this- this is dumb.” He defended, watching as the couple went outside their relatively safe cabin leaving it unlocked so they could get back in. And went off into the woods in the middle of the night.
“They deserve this.” He mumbled to himself, and he half meant it, not only were they dumb, but complete assholes to the rest of their “freinds” that were totally going to get murdered.
Uzi cackled at his reaction, trying to muffled it after Tera stirred, thankfully she didn't wake up.
“Honestly yeah…” Uzi admitted watching as the camera followed the couple through the forest, the undergrowth getting deeper, darker, and way more thick around them, not that they seemed to notice.
“Immoral makeout sesh. Check.” Uzi hummed and N just shook his head.
“Seriously, what's so great about it that it's seen as this important? Rebecca and Darren did this too…” He was honestly talking more to himself then to Uzi, but once he realized he was referencing camp. He shut his mouth instantly.
“Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bring… that up.”
“It's fine.” She still had a smile on her face, and it wasn't a forced one; he knew what that looked like. It was a little pained, but it looked like she wasn't so effected by it anymore.
“Some people get turned on by danger?” She suggested, breezing right past whatever perceived mistake he'd made and barreling right into a dumb joke.
“Uzi!” He found himself blushing at her crass, even if it was such an Uzi thing to say, he hadn't expected it to come out of her mouth, she laughed a little at him.
“I mean, look at them, don't they need air?” Uzi brought his attention back to the screen, where the couple was noisely sucking face, hands going way too fast but going to places he didn't want to see.
He immediately ripped his head away from the screen. Watching drones make out was one thing (he'd went past a few couples the longer he spent in the bunker.) But watching humans had another level of uncanny valley, especially since his only real experience with them was Tessa. And her parents, but they were less pleasant to think about.
“Ew.” He found himself saying, which was surprising even for him because usually he was into romance, but right now all he felt disgusted.
“Really? You're grossed out? Damn I am rubbing off on you.” She laughed again, but blessedly fast forwarded it to when they finally stopped (which was ten whole minutes later, why was that necessary to include?!)
“It's not even that, it normally wouldn't bother me. I mean, I'm… a romantic.” He started, doing his best to phrase it in a way that didn't imply anything.
“A helpless romantic.” She corrected, shit eating grin and all, he felt his visor heat up again, yes he was, for her and her smart mouth.
“As I was saying, I've seen drones kiss before, that doesn't bother me. But I just fell like I don't wanna see… that? I dunno.”
He didn't want to see what should be private between two people? Maybe, would he feel the same way if it was him and someone else? Immediately, his processors betrayed him, serving him a hot and piping thought of Uzi up against a tree, hot breath leaving her, and him leaving a trail of kisses down her neck-
He shook his head so hard he could almost hear it rattle. That was not where his brain needed to go right now, in fact he needed to get far far away from that line of thinking pronto. He willed his furious blush away, wishing he could focus on the actual movie like Uzi was doing.
Uzi wasn't too focused on the movie either, instead she was having a private little daydream about pushing N up against a tree and kissing his cute little golden face until he was breathless. Thankfully she was stone faced, so long as she didn't look at him she wouldn't fluster, but that had taken some practice to reign in. Practice, because at this point thoughts like that were so common that she'd overheat constantly if she blushed at all of them.
Thankfully for N the rest of the movie pushed it out of his mind. Not because it suddenly became scary. Humans being chopped to bits with a meat cleaver was a lot less terrifying when you weren't human and you thought the entire cast was stupid. No, but it did become funny.
To make fun of.
The effects were laughably terrible, the killers mask was crooked the entire time, and, intentional or not, it destroyed any intimidating factor he had, since it looked more and more like a grown ass man in a bad Halloween costume.
It didn't help thar the voice acting was equally as bad, sounding sarcastic at best “Oh no don't kill meeeee.” And straight up bad at worse, some of the delivery was so off N had to rewind to even catch what they said.
“This movie is terrible.”
“This movie is laughably terrible.” She corrected him again, and he shot her a look that made her dissolve into laughter again.
He supposed she was right in that regard, they were making fun of it, and he no longer feared being scared tonight. Heck if all the movies were like this he wasn't fearful of ever being scared by them.
“Are all of them like this?” He asked, relaxing back into the couch with a sigh as he watched a teenage boy get decapitated, huh, he knew how that felt, ow.
“Only my favorite ones!” Uzi replied, laughing as one of the girls conveniently tripped over… something, her own stupidity most likely. Giving the killer time to catch up.
That didn't surprise him in the least, she was the one who wanted to go to earth and wipe out all the humans, so that tracked.
Still she kept trying to adjust, the cord seemed to be getting more and more uncomfortable the longer she laid.
“You good?” He asked as the movie began to wind down, the final girl setting a trap for the killer, to finish him off for good.
“I'm fine. Just… not used to having a baby attached to me. I can't get comfortable.” She admitted, crossing her arms awkwardly. N just smiled, and without thinking spread his arms to invite her to join him on his side of the couch.
She hesitated, before this there had always been some sort of plausible reason for them to end up in close proximity, weather it just be the size of what they were on or a traumatic event. Now though, there was no pretense. He was asking to be close because he wanted her close.
If she was looking for hints he might feel the same. This was her biggest one.
She did accept, crawling over to his lap where she could lean against his chest, she slotted perfectly there, tucked underneath his chin as she adjusted Tera again, only this time, N took her into his arms, removing the tension from her side almost entirely.
“Better?” He willed his voice to not crack like he was five, he hadn't meant for this to happen, he'd just… done it. Subconsciously. And now he was having to quell his feverishly humming core due to his own dumb actions.
“Heck yes… didn't realize how much she was pulling on me.” Her tension released immediately, and once again she found herself soothed by his ambient warmth, and his core humming underneath her. The movies credits had just begun to roll, that was fine, she'd seen it before.
“Maybe we can get you a baby bag or something, so she's not hanging off you and you don't have to carry her?” He suggested, and while on one hand that sounded *great*, and appealed directly to the “problem = solution” portion of her brain, it also made her fluster.
It would feel much more official then, that she was a parent as much as he was, it had been a feeling she'd been ignoring, starting from whenever they'd first seen Tera and growing every day since then. That this pillbaby, this… fragile thing. Was hers.
That she was a mom. And N was a dad.
And that thought made her giddy and flustered and scared. Best freinds don't typically adopt children together, even her very limited experience of friendship could tell her that.
"Uh... maybe..."
Their relationship right now was… complicated. They weren't together, neither of them had said anything or addressed it, but she did know that they were too close and their lives too intertwined to still just be calling it “freindship.”
And yet she was, and so was he. Because what else would either of them call it? She still couldn't completely prove he felt the same way! He'd been closer… more touchy. But that was kinda just N! "Boundaries" was not a word in his dictionary.
But here they were, cuddling, looking like a happy couple that had just brought their newborn home. She looked at them through the reflection of the now blank television.
N looked happy, extremely happy, eyes closed and holding both her and Tera close to his chest like they'd both slip through his fingers somehow, his tail was slowly wrapping itself around her leg, almost like it was trying to sneak up on her.
But her biggest hint? The thing that made her core flip when she realized? He was purring.
It was so soft it was almost impossible to hear. But she could feel it, the soft rhythmic vibrations that poured out of his core presumably without his knowledge. If he'd done it before she'd become… this. Then maybe it wouldn't have tipped her off so much. But now…
She had a purr too, another change made by the solver to her body to make her more like a disassembly drone, and her purr had only ever triggered when she was thinking about N, specifically how much she loved him.
While she was sure N's would be less specific in what and who triggered it, it something reserved for love. And considering she'd never heard it before, she could decern that it wasn't just something N just did.
Which meant it was her that was triggering it, or her and Tera together that was.
She felt a blush work it's way to her face as she looked up into N's visor, even though his eyes were closed, she knew he could still see her with his visor, and had probably been watching her the entire time.
So she just smiled, and curled herself into him. Hiding her face just in case she got flustered.
N liked her, and she finally had her proof.
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youmakethelight · 3 months ago
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This is my truth tbh. Angela Kang babes why don't you and Melissa ride off into the sunset and leave all these men behind.
Literally just give me carol doing literally anything BUT being a side prop to daryl/darren's man pain.
Solo carol, carol & OC, carol & zeke (sue me - their divorced dynamic is cute and wholesome af), carol & fucking eugene idc, carol & lydia (not even joking that is a MISSED opportunity), carol & ash (obviously), carol & hallucination alpha (we don't talk enough about the explosive chemistry between samantha morton and melissa mcbride we really don't), carol & kelly, CAROL & CONNIE (actually this is a sick idea why didn't they do THIS??!), carol & maggie, carol & michonne (ok I know michonne has a fam, but if she can disappear for years to go find rick, she can go away with carol to talk through all that child loss bonding - also the plot could just be the same as dead city where they're looking for a kidnapped Judith* & RJ - and rick is just busy with smth else whatever, maybe he can make brief appearances - or he can be there too, but no cockblocking our girls pls), hang on hang on CAROL & JUDITH.
*I'm still processing the moment Judith recognised carol and said to her that her hair got REALLY long and carol said it DID, it was so cute and I may never recover, I fear.
No but actually Carol and Judith would be the BEST spin off idea. There is SO MUCH to explore there. Like rick destroying carol's self confidence in one fell swoop by banishing her from the prison bc he fears her being around while JUDITH is there (even though everything she did and does was to protect her and the other children and people she loved). The fact that Judith was present for Lizzie and Mika and the main reason they actually had to act on it the way they did. Just obviously the fact that Carol and Beth were the two who nurtured Judith the most as a baby. The fact that Carol knew and was friends with Lori and bonded with her over their children and while she was pregnant. The fact that Carol knew Carl, and that Sophia was friends with Carl, and that Sophia's death had a major impact on Carl. The shared trauma of lost children that Michonne and Carol share and thus she can help Judith understand her mum better. I could go on.
And they could take Dog with them. Like Daryl clearly doesn't care about him anymore, but he'd be a cute sort of proxy for Daryl and a reminder of home while they're spin-offing together.
Nah, I'm not done with this idea.
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thatguywhodoesstuff · 1 month ago
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The long awaited(?) fifth installment of my Jhad Incorrect Quotes Series.
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Thad: Did J just tell me she loved me for the first time?
Uzi: Yeah, she did.
Thad: And did I just do finger guns back?
Uzi: Yeah, you did.
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Rebecca: I like your top, J!
Thad: (Jokingly) I have a name, you know.
J: (Pinches the bridge of her “nose”) *Sighs* Why? Why are you like this?
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Thad: (Ecstatic) J and I got married!!
Uzi: Don't share your personal problems with everyone.
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Thad: I'm so happy, I could kiss you!
J: Um...Neat.
(Later)
J: (Lying face down on her bed) I said "Neat," Uzi. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.
Uzi: (Reading a book) Don't beat yourself up too much, J. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when N confessed his love for me?
J: (Looks up) Didn't you thank him?
Uzi: (Closes the book and looks at the ceiling) I fucking thanked him.
———
N: Why is J crying on the floor?
V: She’s drunk.
N: And?
V: She saw a picture of Thad’s wife.
N: But… she’s Thad’s wife.
V: I know.
———
Uzi: I sleep with sick as hell railgun under my pillow.
Doll: Я сплю с ножом.
Thad: Both of you are so weird.
Uzi: (Cocks an eyebrow) Oh yeah? What do you sleep with?
Thad: J.
———
J: I can't take this anymore, someone needs to take me out!
Thad: In a dating type of way, or an assassination type of way?
J: I don't know, surprise me!
———
J: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night?
Thad: It was autocorrect.
J: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."?
Thad: Yes.
———
Khan: (Sees J and Thad together) They're cute. I would put them on a boat.
Nori: (Caught off guard) You mean... you ship them?
———
Thad: Are we fighting or flirting?
J: Wha- I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck!
Thad: Your point?
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J: (Rocket launcher at the ready) Get the fuck out!
Uzi: (Unfazed) What's up your ass this morning?
Thad: (Groggily walks in) *Yawn* ...Hey.
Uzi: Hmm... never mind. (Runs out of the pod to tell the others)
J: WAIT NO!
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Darren: So... I've seen you've been spending a lot of time with J recently.
Thad: No, Darren, it's not what it looks like, I swear.
Darren: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous?
Thad: No! You're the only one for me.
Darren: Is that so?
Thad: I promise! J and I are just dating, okay? She’s my girlfriend.
Darren: So there are no best-friends-feelings involved?
Thad: You are still my one and only best friend! She’s just the love of my life, nothing more!
Darren: But I'm still the platonic love of your life, right?
Thad: Of course bro!
Darren: (Takes off his sunglasses, teary-eyed) Bro...
J: (Deeply confused) What the…?
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Thad: Talk dirty to me, baby~
J: The dishes.
Thad: Wh-
J: They've been there for 4 days and it's your turn to wash them. You still haven't cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.
———
(J comes home absolutely drunk, undresses, and stands in Thad’s bedroom.)
Thad: Babe, are you… coming to bed?
J: No thank you, I'm sure you're lovely but I have a boyfriend.
(J falls face first on the ground and immediately falls asleep)
Thad: (Shakes his head)
———
N: If you want my advice-
J: No offense but you're the last person I want relationship advice from. You tried to kill your girlfriend. Multiple times.
N: First off, that was before we started dating. Secondly, she’s also tried to kill me.
Uzi: It's true. It was mutually attempted murder.
———
J: Time sensitive question how flirt boy.
Uzi: Throw rocks at he.
Lizzy: Hot Dogs.
Doll: Убей его.
J: Thanks guys.
———
J: I love you.
Thad: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that.
(They kiss passionately)
V: (To Uzi) You owe me 20 dollars.
———
J: Thad, you love me, right?
Thad: Normally I'd say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won't like.
———
J: (Comes out of the changing room wearing silk pants) How does this look?
Thad: Like it slips on and off really easily.
J: (Blushes)
Thad: (Blushes) No, I didn't mean it like that-!
Lizzy: (Teasingly) We know what you meant~
———
Cyn/The Absolute Solver: Did you take out Thad as I requested?
J: Thad has been taken out, yes.
Cyn/The Absolute Solver: Giggle. Excellent, now to-
J: It was a great restaurant. We had a romantic candlelit dinner and Thad proposed afterwards, we're filing the wedding papers.
Cyn/The Absolute Solver: ಠ_ಠ
———
Thad: (Smiling proudly) Well, J and I finally did it!
The Rest of the Squad: *Gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*
Thad: That's right... We kissed!
The Rest of the Squad: ಠ_ಠ
———
J: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.
Thad: But, babe, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.
J: (Flustered) O-oh. Well… Wait. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?
Thad: …Is it working?
———
J: You look good in that hoodie.
Thad: You know where else l'd look good?
J: (Zero hesitation) My bed.
Thad: (At the same time) By your side- Wait, what?
J: (Blushing and averting her gaze) Nothing!
———
Thad: Bro-
J: No, no, hold up, rewind. My tongue was down your throat just a second ago and now you're calling me bro!?
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nonerrata-myarchives · 6 days ago
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Hating Jameson while liking Joey is actually unfair. Yes, Jameson might have caused problems, but nobody hasn't held him accountable. Meanwhile, Joey would literally say horrible things about his siblings in R6 because when their dad pretended to be good, they took advantage of the situation .
Let's be honest after s6 Joey was a horrible brother who prioritised his girlfriend who was in a healthy (comparatively) family. He was gone more than he was there, which was ridiculous. Aoife was selfish and utterly disgusting towards his siblings. She never truly cared about them, considering she didn't hesitate to cut contact after Joey was in rehab . He treated Shan like a burden in R6, which really annoyed me, considering he was more of the burden than she was . She was stronger than Joey but no one talsk about it
To end this , JoeyAoife are by far the most toxic couple and I'm tired of people pretending that Darren was wrong fir saying that they were . He was wrong about JohnnyShan (which he admitted) but right about JoeyAoife
Thank you for proving my point, anon. This is exactly why y’all can’t handle criticism of your pretty princess. The fact that you—YOU—wrote this mess is actually embarrassing. Whoever you are, you shouldn’t be reading, because you clearly have the reading comprehension of a toddler. I never said I hate Jameson. I said I don’t like him. Can you not read? Seriously, asshole, it’s not that hard.
Now, onto your ridiculous Joey and Aoife take, because you sound like the most brain-dead person in this fandom. Even Chloe would tell you to stop reading her books because of how much of a disgrace you are. The fact that we are even in the same fandom? Ew. You’re giving me secondhand embarrassment.
First of all, Joey is by far the best brother to all his siblings—(better than Jameson ever was and ever will be.) He fed them. He took care of them. He slept outside their rooms when Teddy wanted abuse them.
He was the only one there for them. That is canon. His sacrifices are mentioned multiple times, even in Redeeming Six. When his siblings had no one—absolutely no one—Joey was the one telling them it would be alright. He was their anchor, their sea, their entire damn boat, and he did it all while having no one to hold him up. Nothing.
Yes, he had Aoife to some extent in the beginning, but not much. It was him and him alone looking after four kids by himself. And did he take drugs? Yes. Because that was the only thing he could get.
Starving kids will eat anything—Damon Torrance.
You want to ignore that reality? Be my guest.
Now let’s talk about Marie.
She hated Joey. That was made explicitly clear. She looked at him and saw Teddy. Yet she still tried to be a mother to everyone else, including golden boy Darren. And while what happened to Darren was horrific, let’s not act like he wasn’t one of the worst brothers during that time. He was.
Yes, he got redeemed, but that doesn’t erase what he did. And the fact that you’re making excuses for him while trying to discredit Joey? Disgusting. Be serious. Marie had love for every single one of her kids—except Joey. That’s canon. You choosing to ignore it doesn’t change reality.
Now onto Aoife and Joey. One of the best couples written, period. Argue with the wall, because I know you will. You seem like the type. Aoife spent her own money on Joey’s siblings when he had nothing. She bought groceries. She planned his week. She budgeted for him. And she didn’t have to. That was one scene, but there are countless moments where she defended his siblings—Shannon, Ollie, Tadhg, Sean.
And then you try to say she abandoned them when Joey went to rehab? Are you just stupid? Because that never happened. His siblings were with Edal and John, and I'm 100 percent sure Aoife still visited. So you made that up again.
And don’t even get me started on you claiming that Joey treated Shannon like a burden. Are you okay? Shannon and Joey found strength in themselves and in each other. That is stated over and over again. Your claim? Completely baseless.
And finally, your last point. Darren the saint said Joey and Aoife were toxic? You believe him? Wow. You’re even dumber than I thought. You’re a joke.
Seriously, log off, take a reading comprehension class, and stop embarrassing yourself.
You Jameson stans that can't take criticism are so funny like carry on.
Xxx - Caity..
@two-braincells-in-total @thecircularlibrary
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ethicaltreatmentofcowplants · 7 months ago
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Sulani: Evening
(Written for @akitasimblr's Mad About Dodo Challenge ❤️ This got very long. I cannot do short lines of dialogue that convey so much like some of you out there :x The last two paragraphs are the only ones that matter)
(Also I owe a lot to @dead-lights for her interpretation of Darrel. Thank you for giving him so may layers!)
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GEMMA: So. Why are we here? DARREL: I know why I’m here. The question is, why are you here? GEMMA: Ah, c’mon man. Sulani. The cushiest and most exclusive resort on the whole island. Even more cushy and exclusive now that they’re filming Mad About Dodo. DARREL: Mad about what now? Mundanes still believe that they exist?
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GEMMA: No, you doofus. Only the hottest reality tv show in the Simsverse. And Dodo Harper is the bachelor. DARREL: The twin of He Who Shall Not Be Named?
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GEMMA: Now look around us. It’s a beautiful sunset. About to be a beautiful night. Why do you darken my day by bringing up that turd and his pro-vampire propaganda piece? DARREL: That’s usually my line. GEMMA: And it was totally when he was banging that one lady fanger too. Why do you masc type Sims have to go and lose any mote of common sense the instant you get your wands wet- DARREL: Gemma.
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GEMMA: Okay, you have a little more sense than the rest of them. I’ll give you that. In fact, some days I think that you were born with a broomstick shoved so far up your arse that Emilia’s still pulling the fragments out- DARREL: Gemma.
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GEMMA: So prove me otherwise by letting your absolute favouritist sister stay with you while you’re here for work? Pretty please? I’ll even cook you dinner. DARREL: I can Delicioso my own dinner. So can you. GEMMA: But then it won’t be made with love. Pleaaaase?
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DARREL: Alright. Fine. But only because I know that you’ll get into worse mischief if I say no. GEMMA: A gentleman and a scholar! DARREL: Back on the premises no later than eleven o’clock. And if I’m out for the night, you’ll stay with Duane Talla and his caregivers. GEMMA: You’re the best! 
Somewhere nearby, a loading screen blips, deposits a Sim on the nearby shore (he never even got peanuts on his ride). A Wildfang emerges.
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LOU: Well, hey. Had no idea I’d be working with spellcaster royalty. If I’d known, I’d have taken a longer wolf bath before boarding the loading screen. DARREL: Great. My associate is a Wildfang. GEMMA: Darrel, be cool. Don’t mind my brother. He doesn’t actually hate werewolves. DARREL: I don’t. I’m wary of them. No offence. GEMMA: He just miscast a spell one day and his face has been frozen like that ever since. So sad.
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DARREL: I did not miscast a spell. GEMMA: Whatever. I however am a werewolf ally. LOU: I can tell by the lack of tense moodlets on you. Awoo! DARREN: How does that even apply when you’re not transformed?
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LOU: For you, baby? I can transform. GEMMA: Don’t bother. He’s engaged and not the slightest bit interested in that throuple update coming to base game. Though he supports it in principle. DARREN: Yeah. See this finger?
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LOU: Bro. Wrong finger. And that was hurtful. DARREN: Ah plum. Look, I’m just juggling a lot at the moment with the wedding and an upcoming trial- GEMMA: He’s going to be a Master Caster… DARREN: And for all I know, you’re a decent enough guy. But when I was told that I’d be working with a werewolf, I was expecting someone with more of a… reputation for polish and professionalism. Someone from the Collective, maybe.
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GEMMA: Guys, it will be fine. This big secret thing that you’re not telling me, that is. Maybe you can start over by trading hair care tips? Even though Darrel only has the second best ‘do of all the spellcasters. DARREN: Ember has to be using some kind of untamed magic. I just know it. Therefore it doesn’t count. LOU: Hey, your locks are truly luscious, man. Could totally smell the keratin the second I got off the loading screen. DARREN: Oh, really? Thank you. It’s my-
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GEMMA: And it could be worse. At least you’re not working with Vladdy Daddy... [mimes the creep walk] All three laugh. 
Here, however, comes someone who is not laughing. In fact, had she French kissed a lemon beforehand, you would probably describe her expression as ‘joyous’ next to the one she’s currently wielding.
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ROSAMUND: Pleased to see that you have already found each other. But why am I addressing a child? My directives were clear. This is a potential business meeting, not a summer camp.
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GEMMA: Child? You know, gameplay mechanics allow me to do all the things that a young adult can do. Even perform caregiving duties on an infant, only I don’t get any parenting skill boost from it. Do you ever think about that? No, you only ever think about yourselves. LOU: That’s so unfair. GEMMA: [fake sniff] I know! ROSAMUND: We can discuss the rights of the disenfranchised Thriftea generation later. Shall we sojourn to somewhere more private? LOU: [to Gemma] Hey, she’s got that kind of knack where she phrases something like it’s a request. Only it’s anything but a request- TOGETHER: I stan.
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ROSAMUND: So. Is there an adult present with whom I may converse?
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DARREN: That would be me. And not simply by default, though I can understand you having that impression. ROSAMUND: Yes. You come highly recommended at least. Please. Have a seat.
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GEMMA: So, Wildfang. What news of this gig? What do your wolf ears perceive? LOU: A Lord of the Swings reference. I dig it. GEMMA: Something about Mad About Dodo? LOU: Oh my Watcher, I am obsessed! When that hot mean girl type was all set to Black Widow challenge Vlad- GEMMA: Not all heroes wear capes! LOU: And then that sweet shy twink finally got to shoot his shot at the WowWow hut! GEMMA: Total OTPness! LOU: Oh, but then that one dude drowned.
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GEMMA: Which at first I thought was funny because I was like ‘people, chill, there’s a spell for that dot com?’ But then I remembered that everyone on that show is a mundane, probably because "Mister Vampire War Crimes Apologist" wants to be able to torture all the truly helpless Sims without any pushback or accountability or something. LOU: Plum, I hate that dick.  GEMMA: So then I felt bad for thinking that it was funny? Since they don’t know what we know. And Dodo was crying over his tombstone and shit.
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LOU: Yeah, that was rough but like, don’t feel bad. Our first reaction to anything ever is all down to social conditioning, you know? You reframed the situation in your own mind with hindsight and that’s what’s important. GEMMA: Thank you. LOU: I got you. Anyways. The tea is that her daughter’s on the show and she’s not happy. GEMMA: Oh my Watcher, I knew that she looked familiar! She has to be - TOGETHER: [scooby doo villain reveal tone] - Minty’s Mom!!! GEMMA: And Minty almost died too. No wonder Lady Muck-Muck here looks like she just stepped in a three hundred year old corpse. LOU: Yeah, I would be Blood Moon Rising level Furious if it was my pup. [whispers even quieter] But as well as ‘a’ mommy, she’s also Mommy, am I right? GEMMA: Totally Mommy. Though I’m still a teenager so I don’t have those moodlets about anyone above my age group yet. LOU: Don’t worry. I’ve got enough for the both of us.
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ROSAMUND: Let neither of us disrespect the other by wasting their time. What do you know of untamed magic? DARREL: About five thousand simoleons worth more than what you’re currently offering. ROSAMUND: A risky venture and you must be compensated accordingly for your labour. Understood. DARREL: You’ve obviously done your research. You know then that we Charms are an old spellcaster family and we don’t need the money. And neither are we the types to dispense cheap party tricks for hire. [glances over at Gemma] Well, those of us who are of age anyway. I want to know that you’re serious about this. ROSAMUND: Oh, I most certainly am. And I can afford to be still more serious than five thousand additional simoleons. I can be very serious indeed. DARREL: Let’s discuss particulars then, yeah?
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ROSAMUND: Yes, let’s. Mister Howl and Ms. Charm, downstairs you will find a bar, a dance floor and some credit in your names. LOU: [to Gemma] Don’t worry, I got you. ROSAMUND: You will also find a bartender under strict instructions not to serve alcohol to any minors, and to blacklist anyone who provides alcohol to said minors. LOU: Curses, foiled again!
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anti-the-glitch-bitch · 1 month ago
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The Phantom soldier part 4
Chapter 4- Am I the person I'm meant to be
Hiya everyone. Here's some more trauma for the baby! Uh the triggers are getting progressively worse so just a fair warning. Read at your own risk. Love you all!
`Time passes in a blur for Darren. He tries to keep track of the days but keeps getting confused so he gives up trying. All he knows is that he feels more rested than he has in years. 
“Good morning, Darren.” Doctor Cho says cheerfully.
She comes in and opens the shades to let in the sun. She’d started doing that when Darren kept trying to get out of bed and look out the window. Every night the doctor in charge of him will close the shades and dim the lights before they leave. He likes that he can see sunshine again even if he can’t feel it.
“Good morning, Doctor Cho,” Darren says. His throat is feeling much better though his voice still comes out a bit raspy from the disuse.
 He’s learned a lot about his newest owners…Well, he knows about the doctors. Doctor Cho likes it when he answers her even if it isn’t a question or order. She smiles a lot when he talks to her and gives him things. Like the gorilla plushie, he’s currently holding on to. Doctor Vance doesn’t like it when Darren stares but does like it when Darren does what he’s told without hesitation. If Darren is very quick about doing things then Doctor Vance will ruffle his hair. It feels nice. It feels familiar.
 The third doctor doesn’t like Darren. She reminds him of the doctors with Hydra. She doesn’t like it when he looks at her or talks to her. If he doesn’t do something fast enough or he talks out of turn she’ll take his things and return them before it’s time for the other doctors to take over. She never told him her name and he knows better than to complain and ruin what little good is happening. He doesn’t want the others to get mad at him.
“I have good news for you today. Your body has done so well with the bag of liquid nutrients that we've decided to start you out on a liquid diet. You'll still be getting the bag at least 3 times a day but we want to get your body used to having actual food. How does that sound?” Doctor Cho says as she smiles. 
Food! He gets to have food again. He could weep for joy at this news even if it's only liquid food. Maybe if he's really good and does what he's supposed to, they'll give him a cheeseburger or some fries. Man, does he miss Nastyburger. 
“What does a liquid diet mean?” Darren asks softly. He doesn't want to make her mad with his questions. 
She checks his vitals before answering his question. “Well, you'll start off with things like broth. It'll help your body adjust to having something in your stomach. If you keep it down we'll give you something thicker like a type of soup. You'll get small portions to begin with until we can get you adjusted to normal portions.”
That sounds logical. It's been so long since he's had anything that he's not sure he'll be able to stomach that much anyway. He anxiously rubs the hands of the gorilla plushie. 
“Alright, Darren. You know what time it is. Are you ready?” Doctor Cho asks as she pulls over the rolling table full of medical things. 
He nods and moves the blanket off his torso and legs. It's time for his wounds to be checked and the bandages to be changed. He absolutely hates that they have to touch him but at least this doctor is nice about it. She's quick and anytime he flinches she asks if he's ok. She even starts talking about random things to keep him distracted. 
“This gash on your side is healing very nicely. It's not oozing anymore and that means the infection is gone. I bet you'll barely even have a scar here.” She says as she changes the dressing. 
“So, Darren. Tony tells me that the other Avengers are starting to get anxious about seeing you. They want to check and see how you're doing. Would it be okay if one or two of them came to say hi? They'll stay as little or as long as you want them to.” She asks. 
Why would they ask him? He's not in charge. He's just The Asset. The weapon to be wielded as necessary. Weapons don't get to make choices unless it's vital to the mission. 
It's a test. It has to be. Something to see how compliant and obedient he is. If he says the wrong thing he could be punished and put back in the dark. He doesn't want to go back into the dark. 
So, he nods, “It is acceptable for them to inspect The Asset.”
For a brief moment, he thinks he's made a mistake because the doctor pauses. She continues her ministrations before his anxiety can get the best of him. 
“I'll let Tony know. I'm sure you'll be seeing a few of them here today.” She sounds amused but Darren can't figure out what's so funny about it. 
They keep talking about the Avengers as though he should know who they are and the name does sound familiar but nothing is clicking in his brain. He feels as though something about them is important. Maybe the scientists or doctors said something about them? 
Doctor Cho finishes checking the last of the wounds and covers Darren back up, smoothing his blanket down so it isn't so wrinkled. She stands there but doesn't say anything so he turns to see what she's looking at. 
She's staring at him as though she's hesitant to ask him something. He doesn't understand why. 
Cocking his head in confusion he asks, “Doctor Cho, what do you want from me?” It's said more as a statement than a question. He knows she wants something from him, he just doesn't know exactly what it is. 
A nurse comes in at that moment with a small white styrofoam cup and places it on the mostly cleared table. That kicks the doctor into gear and she clears the rest of the table. The nurse smiles at Darren but quickly leaves. 
“This is your broth. Sip it slowly so you don't upset your stomach. Let it settle and in a couple hours, if you're hungry, someone will bring you some more.” That bright smile is back and it's directed at Darren. 
He nods and eagerly grabs the cup taking a small sip under the watchful eye of the nice doctor. The saltiness explodes on his tongue and he groans in delight. It doesn't matter that the broth is kind of bland. What little flavor it does have makes his taste buds sing. 
The sensation of having something in his stomach is so strange. He'd gotten used to the nonexistent feeling that he'd forgotten how good it felt to have something in it. He can feel the liquid sloshing around in his stomach almost creating a nauseous feeling and he's glad now that the doctor is so wary about giving him something thicker. He's not sure if he'd be able to keep it down. 
In his eagerness, he'd forgotten about his doctor and is kinda shocked that she'd stuck around. She smiles at him when their eyes meet. 
“How do you feel? Is it good?” Doctor Cho asks him. 
“Very good,” he answers both questions. 
“Good. If you start feeling sick just let someone know.” After she gets a nod from him she leaves. 
He's thankful for the silence. He's thankful for the broth that he sips slowly. He's thankful for a lot of things right now but he can't help but feel restless after the past however many days of doing nothing but sleeping and resting. He's bored and it's a feeling that he's not as familiar with since… well for a while now. He wants to do something even if it's just to walk around but he doesn't want to face the consequences of disobeying an order. So, he stays in bed. 
He's not used to doing nothing. He's so used to the pain and the experiments and the training that just laying here for so long is strange. His body is enjoying the reprieve but it's also eager to do something other than sit still. 
Darren sips at his broth and listens to the noises outside his door. Small conversations that are too low for him to hear what the people are saying. There's a knock at his door then a pause and then it opens when he doesn't answer. 
A dark-skinned man with short hair peeks his head in and smiles when he catches sight of Darren. “Hey, kid. I heard you're allowed visitors and wanted to see how you’re doing.”
Darren just stares at the stranger as he walks into the room. Maybe this is one of The Avengers the doctor was talking about. Is this person above Tony or below him? Is this Tony's boss? 
“Do you mind if I sit and talk with you for a bit? Everyone's been worried about you since we found you.” The man asks. 
Darren cocks his head wondering what the man meant by that. What does he mean, found? Wasn't he given to them? Aren't they his new masters? More information is needed for a conclusive answer. 
The man grabs one of the chairs from the wall and brings it closer to his bed when he doesn't respond. “My name is Sam. I'm the Falcon.”
There's no recognition in Darren's eyes as Sam waits for a response. Just confusion. “The doc thought it would be best if we started visits off kind of slow. We didn't want to overwhelm you with everything.”
“Are you my handler?” Darren asks. 
That must have been the wrong thing to ask judging by Sam's shocked expression. “No. Darren, I'm not your handler. You don't have a handler anymore. You're free from Hydra.”
Lies. No one escapes. Tricks. 
“A weapon is useless without someone to pull the trigger,” Darren repeats the quote that his handler would say to him in a monotonous tone. 
Sadness and anger flit across Sam's face multiple times before he takes a deep breath. “You are not a weapon. You are a child that deserves better. You are a person that deserves to be treated with dignity. You have a voice and opinions.”
Opinions? Not a weapon? But he is a weapon. He was made to be a weapon and weapons don't have opinions or or feelings.  This person is clearly delusional but Darren has no authority here so he says nothing. 
“So, Tony told me he named you Darren. Do you like that name or were you just agreeing with him?” Sam asks as he sits back in the chair casually. 
This… is not something he's come across before. It's a new question that he doesn't feel equipped to answer. What is the correct answer to not being punished? 
“You won't get in trouble if you don't like the name. I can always have Friday run through a list of names for you to pick out of.” Sam says as if reading his mind. 
Darren squints his eyes in suspicion at Sam. This sounds like a trick but also Sam sounds genuine about it. He needs to know the parameters of his new owner’s wants and so he tests the truth of the man's words. 
Darren shakes his head all the while watching Sam's body language. 
“You don't like the name?” He asks. 
Another shake of his head. 
“Ok, kid. You got any names you like? Do you have a name in mind?” Sam is relaxed and looks curious. A smile on his face encourages Darren to speak. 
“My name is,” he licks his chapped lips nervously. “My name is Danny.”
Will he be punished for saying he has a name? Weapons are named by their creators. They don't have people's names. 
Sam doesn't reach out to punish him. He doesn't scream or yell. Instead, his grin widens and he leans forward with a handout. “Nice to meet you, Danny.”
Sam stays to talk with Danny for a few more hours. Danny doesn't respond to most of the questions, (what's your favorite color, food, show?) but he does respond to a few of the more scientific ones (what are your abilities?) 
It confuses Danny that anyone would think he has a favorite color. Did his new owners not understand that he is a weapon? Weapons do not get to have favorite things. Maybe they hadn't read his file? 
He feels like he's in a game and no one's told him the rules. It makes him anxious and afraid. He's going to say the wrong thing or do something he shouldn't and then they'll cut him openandwhatifhedoesn't-
“-ny! It's fine. You're ok. You don't have to answer the questions. You're safe. Nobody is going to hurt you.” Sam's calm voice breaks through Danny's panic a piece at a time. 
Danny can hear Sam talking to him but he doesn't believe the words he's saying. He'll never be safe. Not until Clockwork or Sam or Ja- He shuts that thought down. He'll be stuck in this Hell forever. 
He can feel his breathing evening out but he no longer has access to his body. It's too much for him and he can feel himself drifting away into nothingness. Where he isn't being hurt or asked to do anything. 
Danny can feel the darkness threatening to overtake him and he throws himself into it willingly. 
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“He needs a professional, Tony. I'm just a guy who helps traumatized veterans. I'm not a licensed therapist or psychiatrist. The kid is broken and I don't have the skills to put him back together again.” Sam says. 
Everyone is in the Commons area watching the video of Danny and Sam's interaction. Tony is standing wincing as he watches Danny's panic attack. Clint is sitting on the couch next to Nat with both of them looking like they want to murder someone as they watch Danny hyperventilate.
Steve isn't watching the screen. He's too busy staring at his best friend who is clenching and unclenching his metal fist. Bucky is so lost in his thoughts that he's not seeing much of the scene on the screen. All he can hear are the panicked ramblings of a kid echoing in his ears. 
Pietro and Wanda are holding hands and silently seeking comfort from each other as Vision and Bruce start discussing things that the kid will need. 
“I know you aren't but you have more experience in this area than we do. I'm sure you've already noticed things about Danny that the rest of us never would have noticed.” Tony says frustration heavy in his voice. 
Sam sinks into his chair a little more as he nods, sighing sadly. “Yeah. I noticed a few things. He had that panic attack because I asked too many questions about him. He thinks he's an object to be used and not a person that's allowed to have favorites. He was so confused when I asked about his favorite food and color.”
Nat sits up a little straighter, “We don't know how long he's been there. The conditioning he's gone through will be hard to break. From the files I took we know that the chair didn't work on him completely like it did Bucky but we do know it did something to him. He needs to be isolated and watched until we can undo whatever Hydra did to him. He's dangerous.”
Sam watches as the same anger he's feeling lights up Tony's eyes. Tony whirls on her, “He's dangerous?! That kid in there may be dangerous but so am I.” Tony pokes himself in the chest furiously. “And so is Steve and Bruce and Peter. You're dangerous too or did you forget that little fact? Should I lock you up too?” Tony's chest is heaving at his rant. 
Sam stands up and all eyes fall on him. “She has a point, Tony. He is dangerous.” Tony glares at him and Sam rushes to continue his thought. “That doesn't mean he should be locked away. It just means we need to watch ourselves. We don't know how messed up his brain is. That chair may not have worked like it did with Bucky but it did something to him. You heard the way he talked about himself. He doesn't believe he's a person anymore.”
Tony looks back at the screen showing the sleeping kid. His shoulders slump and he looks so defeated. “This isn't like Barnes where I can just shove a computer program in his brain and he's fixed. I don't even know where to begin to fix this kid.”
“Tony, I had to go through some serious therapy to get where I am. Yeah your B.A.R.F program helped get my head on straight but Shuri had to recommend to me a very experienced therapist to work me through my shit. Hell, Steve's been talking about me having one here because of my nightmares.” Bucky looks uncomfortable but plows through anyway. “That kid needs specialized therapists. Probably several. I'm sure Cho can probably tell you whatever else he needs to get started.”
Sam walks over and rests a hand on Tony's shoulder. “You're putting too much pressure on yourself when you have an entire team to help you out. Danny's going to have a rough healing process and I'm sure there's going to be plenty of setbacks but he'll heal.”
Tony looks at Sam with just a touch of relief on his face. Sam can see the wheels turning in the genius's mind. He can almost see the thoughts and ideas flying through his mind.
“I need to go,” Tony says abruptly as he quickly turns to leave the room. 
Sam watches as Tony runs from them to do whatever he'd just thought of. He turns toward the screen where Danny's, now frozen, face sits. They have so much work to do if they want to make sure this kid is safe. 
~~~
This isn't the first time Tony has run from emotions and it certainly won't be the last. He might be on better terms with the Rogues but that doesn't mean he wants them to see him at his weakest. He doesn't want to give them ammunition to hurt him again. 
So, he does what he does best. 
He runs to his lab. 
He shoves all those confusing and irritating emotions into a little box and prioritizes the traumatized kid in the medical bay. 
Before he can even sit in his chair he's calling for Friday while pulling up different holograms. 
“Friday, make a list of all the top specialists who might be able to help with Danny. Include therapists and psychiatrists. Add anyone that Cho suggests.” Tony sits in his chair grabbing a specific hologram and throwing it off to the side. 
“Boss, I've added a few nutritionists,” Friday says with a softness. 
“Shit. Right. That's also important. Good thinking Fri. Send Pepper the list when it's done. She'll make sure to pick the best ones.” Tony says. 
With the Starkpad in hand, Tony starts working on the layout of the kids' room and anything he might need. Anything to keep his brain from spiraling. 
That kid is dangerous. 
All of the Avengers are dangerous and yet here they are not locked in a cell. Tony sighs and runs his hand through his hair. They aren't wrong though. They do need to take precautions because who knows how messed up that poor kid is. How messed up Danny is. 
They'll have to beef up the security around him. Extra safety precautions need to be put in place in case something goes wrong. 
Ugh. He'll need to make a few new programs to track down any information anyone might have on him. See if he has any family left. 
Tony hasn't gone through all the information yet but he hasn't seen a mention of family in what he has read. He wonders if Danny has a family that's worried that their child might be dead. A family that's afraid they may never see him again. 
He's known Peter for a few years now and if anything happened to that kid then he'd burn the world down. He can't imagine a world without Peter in it. 
A look around the lab and Tony can see the small differences to the lab that having Peter around has changed. The once spare desk he had pushed off to the side now sat close to his desk, filled with spare parts and unfinished projects. A pair of half-finished web shooters pushed to the side.
There's a hoodie thrown on the couch along the far wall along with a throw cover. Peter left it here one day after helping Tony work on a project. He'd taken it off and had forgotten about it. After that, Peter decided to leave it in the lab in case he got cold while working. 
Dum-E is wearing a small hat that Peter had made for the robot when he was bored. Peter had laughed so hard when the robot spun around Peter, proudly showing off his new accessory. Peter's laughs had been so infectious that Tony couldn't help but join in. 
So much of Tony's life has changed for the better since meeting that kid. If something happened to him like it did Danny… Tony might actually break into a million pieces. There might be no putting him back together again. 
With a new swell of determination, Tony returns to his plans. Changing the blueprint this way and that until he's satisfied with how it looks. 
Tony has designed the area similar to how Peter's is. A game room, bedroom, bathroom, and small living/kitchen area. Until Danny has had a chance to see it and ask for different things Tony puts minimal decorations in. He doesn't want to overwhelm the kid but he doesn't want to make it look like a prison so, until he can tell Tony what he likes and doesn't like the room is only going to have a few touches here and there… well except for the game room. Tony has it decked out as good as Peter's is.
As far as security goes, until they know what's going on inside that twisted little head of Danny's, his entire area is locked down. Stronger walls so he can't break out. Locks on everything and Friday keeping a close eye on him. Until they know what Danny's abilities are they won't be able to trust him in a lot of areas. So he'll have to be locked down tighter than the Raft but in comfort and style. 
Tony is hoping that they can figure out a way to help him because no kid should ever have to suffer after what he's already been through. 
A few baby protocols in place to alert them of anything happening and Tony is confident that he's covered the basics and some of the not basics. He'll run them by Pepper and Natasha first before he gets to work on renovations. Just in case they see something he might have missed. 
“Is this for that kid in the med bay?” Peter's voice asks from over Tony's shoulders. 
Tony had been so lost in the project that he hadn't heard the little pipsqueak come in. With a very manly yell (definitely not a girly shriek) of surprise, he accidentally throws his Starkpad behind him. 
His hand pressed to his chest as adrenaline rushes through him from the scare, Tony whips around to see a sheepish Peter Parker holding out his thrown Starkpad. 
“Kid, how many times have I told you to stop doing that? You know I'm an old man. My heart can't take the stress.” his breath heavy as he takes back the item. 
“I'm really sorry Mr. Stark! I guess you didn't hear me when I said hello. Mr. Rhodey said you came down here to work on some stuff for that kid you rescued.” Peter rambles on in a rush. 
“Next time you scare me like that I'm putting a bell on you,” Tony mutters. “Yeah. This is for Danny. Helen says he's going to need a lot of work so he'll most likely stay with us. Right now, we don't know how messed up his brain is so we need to take some precautions until we can get him back on his feet again.”
“Oh.” Peter's face is lit up with concern as he stares at Tony. “Is there any way I can help? I could, I don't know, help you set up his floor or something?”
Tony's not surprised at the offer. He is surprised that he's not begging to go see the newest addition. Maybe the talk worked? 
“Sure. Maybe you can go over the schematics for his floor. For right now he'll need to be in a secure location with high security but that doesn't mean it has to look like a prison. Look over what I've got so far and see if anything needs tweaking. We don't know his entire power skill set yet so I'm trying to cover the basics. The only thing I know for sure he has is this sonic scream so I'm planning on making some sound dampeners to counter it.” Tony swipes at the Starkpad and the schematics for the new floor are flung up onto the hologram in the middle of the room. 
Peter immediately rushes over to take a look. Tony can't help but smile as he stares at Peter. He loves the way the kid's entire expression and posture change when faced with a problem. The way his eyes dart everywhere as though he can't stand to look at just one small part. 
“Mr.Stark?” Peter asks without looking at him. 
“What's up, Pete?” Tony replies. 
“I know you don't want me hanging out with the new kid but what if that's what he needs? If he's been surrounded by Nazi adults all this time then maybe he'll feel safer spending time with someone on his level? Someone he doesn't consider his superior or a handler?” He stops what he's doing to turn and look at Tony. 
It's… definitely something that Tony hadn't thought of. Honestly, it might be a good idea but with Danny's brain scrambled, Tony doesn't want to take the chance. He'd never be able to look Peter or anyone else in the eyes if he got Peter hurt, or worse, killed. 
Peter must read something on Tony's face because his hands go up in a stop motion and then are flailing around as he talks. “It's not because I want to see him. I mean, I do want to see him but not if it's going to hurt him. I'm just saying it might make him feel better to not be surrounded by adults all the time. Who knows how long he was there? Did he see other kids or was it all adults? I was listening to some of the stuff Mr. Rogers was saying about what they fou-”
“Peter!” Tony shouts effectively, cutting off Peter's nervous ramblings. “It's a good idea. Listen. He's been here a few days and still not in the best shape. I've got Friday working on making a list of psychiatric help along with whatever other doctors he might need. Let me get the doctors in here to take a look at him. If they say it's a good idea I'll slowly introduce you to him. Think you can hold off until then?”
The young hero is basically vibrating with excitement at the thought. “Yeah! I mean, yeah. Uh. I can keep helping with this until then. That is if it's ok with you. Maybe I can help stock his room or help you build some of the special stuff he'll need?”
Tony gives a small chuckle, “Yes, of course you can help. Who else is gonna help me? Rogers?”
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possuir-se · 10 months ago
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i finished heartbreak high. let's talk about it
as usual, i'm brazilian, my english is shit etc etc
theres no order here, only chaos
i missed amerie with malakai SO MUCH they are so cute and funny together, but here is my problem: why the writers can't have one couple last? there is always SO MUCH DRAMA around it, for christ sake. when malakai was sure about amerie she wasn't and when she was he wasn't. my fear is that they will do like sex education, and they won't be together in the end (like when they weren't in the finale). they only gave us crumbs, CRUMBS of malakai+amerie and i'm not ok with that.
spider and missy??????????????? i didn't know that i needed that? they were SO cute i was kicking my feet watching them. His mother sucked btw (WTF was that?), jesus. but the whole buildup was awesome. i liked the way was handled the whole ''i can't get it up'', she was so kind all the time, and i get, it takes time to trust someone. i posted last time that nobody had asked for them together, now i'm asking for more!!!!! (AND THE REDEPTION ARC FOR SPIDER?????? I FUCKING KNEW IT)
quinni? they didn't much with her? i'm kinda of disappointed? her arc was that everything was changing? she was crucial for the investigation, but? just that? i hated that
(almost) ZERO DUSTY? THANK U
ca$h and darren, it was so toxic in some moments. i was really sad. they fought a lot and didn't understand each other most of the time. their scenes together were awesome, but i don't know. i wasn't a fan. don't get me wrong, i love them. but it was missing something for me.
i'm actually a certified psychologist, so i can talk about rowan for hours, but i won't. just gonna say psicosis.
im gonna wrap this up
the origin of ca$h??? i cried, not gonna lie.
malakai in bed crying for the breakup had me LAUGHING MY ASS OFF
spider going down on missy is going to haunt me in my grave
we had bi malakai but at what cost???????????????????
i LOVED harper and ant, and loved haper's arc
i wanna see stories on ao3 LET'S GO PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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violasghost · 6 months ago
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Why I think Emily and Gabriel are not there yet, but are still endgame
[SPOILER DISCUSSION BELOW ABOUT S4, PART 1]
So we 'dont yet know if Emily in Paris will have a S5 and although the second half of the season has not yet aired, I suspect they are about to toss a huge wrench into Emily and Gabriel's relationship. So below are a list of pro's and con's based on a random fans observations.
Well start with the Cons:
Gabrielle has always kind of been wishy washy when it comes to committing to Emily and even Camille. He was even wishy washy once he realized Emily returned his feelings. One foot in, one foot out.
Emily has always been afraid of her feelings and attraction to Gabriel. She even resisted her attraction somewhat before Camille came into the picture.
Camille is a serious problem for them. Although I can sympathize with her situation a little, she is manipulative, and has proven in the past and currently, that she is somewhat selfish and has and will put herself above Gabrielle/Emily's relationship. And the argument that she was selfless in leaving Gabrielle at the altar is not that strong, especially since Camille neglected to mention her affair with Sofia. She also refuses to accept accountability for her affair with Sofia.
Alfie definitely got the short stick, but its not like the writing hasnt been on the wall.
Pros:
Unlike Camille, Emily values truth and honesty, and has put others above herself on numerous occassions.
Emily and Gabrielle having this brief interlude together for S4, Part 1, has allowed them the chance to explore what their lives would look like as a couple. They deserved that much after everything they went through and were frankly at the point where they had to 'caca or get off the pot' so to speak. So glad they got that chance.
Emily and Gabrielle, have a deep connection with one another and a strong friendship. Aside from Emily's friendship with Mindy, her relationship with Gabrielle comes in second.
Emily and Gabrielle have been the happiest they have ever been, especially when they are around one another. Its really endearing to watch them together.
So the biggest obstacle in their path at the moment is Camille. When and if Camille will ever decide to tell Gabrielle the truth and bow out, is pretty much the kingpin that would allow for Emily and Gabrielle's happily ever after.
Seeing previews for the second half of the season, it appears as if Emily will have a new love interest in part 2. Im assuming "Camille's secret" is the reason for her leaving Gabrielle. I think in addition to Camille however, Emily and Gabrielle need to establish that they are fully committed to one another to work. Since Camille is no longer pregnant, Gabrielle needs to make up his mind on whether or not he wants co continue with Camille or make a clean break to continue with Emily. That said, I think its possible and because I was a long time fan of Darren Star's other show "Sex and the City," (which shares many similarities with 'Emily in Paris,') its likely like Carrie and Mr. Big(who had many committment issues as well)--they finally get them together in the series finale because the will they/wont they is the biggest pull for fans of the show.
What do you think of 'Emily in Paris' S4 so far?
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