#then he was like hmm ill be an ACTOR actually

[monsterbisexual]

i like how this book started with him very humbly describing in detail how beautiful he is n then talking about how he fuckin loves the 80s n that hes a rockstar now

[pinazee]

Weekend warriors is one of my fave episodes for a multitude of reasons

The way Shawn flirts with Sally Reynolds at the briefing was fantastic. Shes such a memorable one off character and she doesn’t really do much. I credit that to Clair Coffee and her dazzling smile.

One of the best moments of Shawn showing just how amazing his memory is, and the little montage was wonderfully set up. But Gus really shouldn’t be surprised by now. Out of everyone (except maybe his dad) he should be the least amazed by his gifts.

It has my favorite most stupidest joke i still laugh at to this day actually ive been promoted. Its Captain Crunch now.

I have a deep appreciation of this show for never shying away from the fact that Gus is black. It seems like a lot of 00’s shows simply avoided the topic altogether (if they even had a black main). Starting from the pilot when gus placed his hands on the dash when the cop pulled them over. It goes to show how important it is to collaborate with your actors, particularly if your writing room demographics don’t correlate with your acting talent.

The fuck are you talking about henry. It took him 4 months after he was born to smile at you and thats when you acknowledge him??? I mean, i think they both know thats crap, but still lol

Solid Juliet moment. I love that they showed she was scared, but was brave enough to continue. Too many shows try to do feminism by making their female characters not feel fear for some reason? Or like, they’re kind of crazy and seek it out. Idk. Its nice that shes allowed to be afraid and vulnerable. It makes her feel like a real person.

THIS!

That end scene is the saddest fucking thing ive ever seen, and might be the most heartbreaking little shawn moment in the series. Im going to word for word this because i need ppl to share in my awwws

Shawn: Gus, when we grow up, think ill ever be as cool as you?

Gus: You’re better at kickball

Shawn: Not what I asked

Gus: We talking about your dad again?

Shawn: mm-hmm

Gus: Come on dude, the guy respects you

Shawn: Not like he does you

Gus: I’m not his son. I mean, he might like me okay, but he loves you

Shawn: Did he say that?

Gus: No.

Shawn: Well then how can you be sure?

Gus: You mean he’s never said it?

Shawn: Come on Gus, we’re guys.

SO MUCH TO UNPACK HERE but i’m going to do that in my henry analysis ep. Theres just too much to say.

[beesspacedotorg]

hai bee so i know i did an ask the other day that was similar like jisung x desperate reader, both being desperate and whatnot buuuuut i want to know ur opinion onnnn minho with a very desperate reader 😔🩷🙏

hihi. Sorry this sat for so long. I was busy being mentaly ill and stuff. Uh. If this is mid. No it's not. I rewrote this twenty times and I have about 10 different versions of this in google docs.

this isn't very long, but I put it below the cut for flavor and spice. uh. degradation. spanking? idk.

The two of  you are supposed to be watching a movie.You don’t remember the name or the plot or who the lead actor is, all you do remember is that Minho sent you a picture of himself in these sinful gray sweats while he was at dance practice and you spent a good thirty minutes staring at it and drooling. The picture wasn’t even meant to be anything, he put on a stupid ass filter and was making a dumbass face but all you could see was his dick.

He’s wearing a different, clean, pair of gray sweats now, and all you can see is his dick. He taps your leg and you jump a clean 20 feet into the air.

“What the fuck was that for?!” “Jagiya,” he’s pouting at you like the baby he is, “you’re not even watching the movie. Weren’t you excited for it?” You were. But that’s in the past, currently, you’re excited for nothing but your boy’s dick. Your eyes aren’t subtle in their ogling, but unlike you, Minho was watching the movie, so it takes him a second to realize, and when he does, you can feel the smirk he aims at you even though your eyes are locked on his lower half.

“I see.” He puts his finger under your chin to tilt your head up. “Do you want something else?” You nod at him, mouth watering at the thought. He pats his lap and you move to straddle him before being adjusted.

“This isn’t-”

“Hmm? It isn’t what? Did you not want this?” He has you straddling his thigh, and you know he’s feeling particularly mean because he just laughs at your pout.

“I wanted your dick, Minho. Wanted you to fill me up.”

“And I wanted to finish this movie. I guess neither of us are gonna get what we want, jagi.” You whine at him, lip jutting forward in a move that’s only ever halfway effective, and it seems today is no different because he lands a quick swat to your ass with the command to move, and you do, because if you don’t you’re not getting anything.

He adjusts himself slightly so you have a better angle when you grind down on his thigh, but it’s not what you wanted and you can feel yourself getting more and more frustrated with each pass.

“Minho, please.”

“Please what?”

“I want your cock, please, I’ve been good.” He hums at you.

“Have you?” Your breath catches in your throat. “It seems to me that you’re a needy slut who can’t wait for a goddamned movie to finish before jumping my bones.”

“That’s not-”

“Isn’t it?” His voice is mean when he says it, and if you couldn’t see the stain he was making on his sweatpants, you would believe he’s actually unaffected. “What’s the main character’s name then, jagi? Tell me and you’ll get my cock.”

“Minho! That’s not fair, I want- I want-” He mocks you, repeating your words in a high pitched voice.

“It’s not fair? What’s not fair is me coming home from a long, long day, and you wanting me to fuck you. I’m tired, jagi.” He pouts at you, but when your knee accidentally grazes his cock he has to choke back a moan.

“I’ll ride you. I’ll- I’ll do the work. Minho, please.” Your eyes well with tears and through your blurry vision you can see him roll his eyes.

“Will you? Or will you get tired halfway through and force me to take over?”

“I won’t! I won’t!”

“I don’t believe you.” You let out a short wail, hands hitting his chest in your frustration and suddenly he has your hips in an iron grip, stopping you from moving at all.

“Wait, that was an accident, I didn’t-” Your protests fall on deaf ears because you’re being flipped onto your stomach over his knee and a hand is cracking down sharp on your ass.

“You should learn to be grateful for what I give you instead of being a desperate whore.”

[kittykatkatelol]

★Welcome to my Hell lovelies<3

You can call me Daimon/Daímonas, Val/Valentino, Funtime Foxy, Roxxas/Roxy, Barty, Max/Maxwell, Makarov, or Jack

My pronouns include (but not limited to) it/itself, loverboy/loverboyself, moth/mothself, ne/nem, he/him, ve/vem, luv/luvself

I'm genderfluid + xenogenders + mspec biromantic lesboy ~ oriented aroace - asexual + ACRflux + greyromantic ~ physical nonhuman + fictionkin + demonkin + ockin + therian ~ cripplepunk ~ adhd + autism(?) ~ hellenic polytheist & satanist ~ multishipper

I keep this blog PG - PG-13 ~ I curse like a sailor and might reblog or write suggestive shit , so please keep that in mind

The main content is shitposts + reblogs + occassional art and/or oneshot/fic update

thomas jefferson's (from hamilton the muscial) biggest fan - the number one hermes defender and adorer

My highest kin(s) is currently a Demon (unrelated to Valentino or Hazbin Hotel) + Valentino from Hazbin Hotel + Vladimir Makarov from OG COD MW trilogy

My full kin list:

Valentino from Hazbin Hotel

Barty Crouch Jr from Harry Potter

Roxanne Afton a FNaF OC of mine

Funtime Foxy from FNaF

Jack Kennedy from DSaF

Demonkin

Roxanne Wolf from FNaF Security Breach

White Persian Cat therain

Vladimir Makarov from the OG COD MW trilogy (specifically mw3)

Maxwell Roth from Assassin's Creed Syndicate

(fictionlink/otherlink) Thomas Jefferson from Hamilton: An American Musical - *not the actor or actual historical figure*

(this is subject to change at any time)

My current fixations are currently:

COD (just all of it it's a big special interest)

Hamilton (musical and historical)

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My favorite music artists are:

Scene Queen

Yungblud

Falling in Reverse

Palaye Royale

Marina

Melanie Martinez

Baby Bugs

Olivia Rodrigo

Måneskin

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My fandoms/interests:

Hamilton (musical and historical)

EPIC the musical

Death Note

Heathers (both musicals and movie)

Little Nightmares 1 & 2

FNaF

Cooking Companions

Percy Jackson (I have only finished the first series, and I do not want spoilers, hence why I don't interact with the fandom but i really like it lol)

Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss (literally no clue what the creator did but I don't support her since I watch it all pirated and don't have the money lmao)

Call of Duty (I love all the early stuff (haven't played any black ops though) but especially the original modern warfare)

SIX The Musical

DSAF (specifically the 1st and 2nd ones, I don't particularly enjoy the final one)

Red Dead Redemption 2

Heartstopper

My Little Pony

Legend of Korra

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Current favorite songs:

(all of theses lists are subject to change at any time)

My links: A03 ~ Pronouns Page ~ StrawPage ~ Roblox and Discord for moots (ask over dms) ~ my memories of hell+my demon appearance

My time zone is US-EST ~ I am active on weekdays + weekends pretty much at all times ~ except Tuesdays , I'm pretty much busy from 11am - 3pm

I tend to use typing quirks (example: Hello ! / what ? / Hmm , / Huh .) or cursive fonts ~ please tell me if you need me to not use said quirk(s) when replying :)

I use tone tags quite often since I myself have a hard time figuring out other entities tones

DNI: anti-xenogenders/neopronouns ~ TERF ~ homo/transphobic ~ anti-fictionkin ~ anorexia/ED blogs ~ christian centered blogs ~ Valentino hate blogs ~ just assholes in general

My boundaries are:

no sexual stuff ~ I might be Val but that doesn't mean I like sex

no mouth gore/puke ~ i genuinely hate it and it makes me ill (I'm cool with most gore but mouth stuff just grosses me out)

no weight comments like ever, please

no sending things of dead moths

no sending me stuff specifically about Val getting tortured

no asking me to donate to stuff through asks, especially if I don't know you ~ I'm not financially independent and just don't have the cash even if I wanted to donate ~ any asks asking that will be deleted

I love being tagged in stuff, but if it is a picrew, I request you don't tag me in it IF it the whole game is "make irl you" or something along those lines

do not involve me in shipping wars

I am okay with Angel Dust kins interacting, but please do not try and befriend me

I request no fellow Valentinos try and befriend me (aka please no doubles)

Also, I do not support JKR (the creator of Harry Potter) though I am still in the HP and Marauders fandoms - I dislike Harry Potter itself and only engage in the fandom side of things that is also highly against JKR

User tags:

val's little hellhole (for all general posts/shit posts, never reblogs)

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charles tag !! (for my bestie @/winedownthesink !! (you = bestie sorry not sorry >:3))

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fictionkin asks/answers (for any/all asks/questions I get related to fictionkin)

the moth attempts to learn french (shit posting about me trying to learn french)

banner made by my very good friend CJ who is no longer on tumblr & pfp is made by bestie @/bxtteryacid

I'm open to questions about my identity(s) ~ intro may update in the future ~ Other than that, have fun :)

✨️ to be cringe is to be free ✨️

Last up dated: 11/12/24

[the-s1lly-corner]

Boo, haunted house, snacks with eyeless Jack pretty please?

Boo, Haunted House, and Snacks w/ Eyeless Jack (fall prompts)

debating on what i want to eat... hmm... craving breakfast stuff but idk what exactly prompts: boo, haunted house, snacks notes: reader is gn, heavy hc for how jack functions mentioned in snacks cws: mentions of vomit and jack eating people but tbh thats expected with him

BOO

doesnt mean to scare you but hes so used to moving quietly that sometimes he kind of just... appears behind you, forgetting to say anything to alert you of his arrival

at least he has the sense to not do that to you in your house... unless you count him patiently waiting by your window in the darkness for you to let him in

he doesnt mean to scare you of course, actually he hates when you become tense around him

so its a habit hes trying to work on for your own sake

no malice when it comes to you

HAUNTED HOUSE

is not at all phased by haunted houses, if anything he might be a little annoyed at some of the stuff going on- the sounds, the lights, the actors randomly jumping out, the other people inside screaming... it all kind of... gets on his nerves... but hes here because you asked him to come with you and halloween is really the only time he can go out without anyone giving him a second glance

party pooper, will remind you that all of this isnt real if you get spooked while going through the house.. doesnt really lean into the show and he doesnt pretend to be scared

generally not an activity he finds fun or entertaining... its more of a headache than anything

SNACKS

he cannot eat anything that isnt.. human... and its something hes more than a little upset about, given that he was able to eat normal food before

definitely tried to power through and eat stuff he used to like when he first got fucked up, only to get incredibly ill and throw it all back up

makes it more than clear to you to not make or buy any food stuff for him because it would be a waste if you gave it to him

generally doesnt like talking about it, either, so its probably best to... pretend the topic never came up...

[killerandhealerqueen]

24, 25, 30, 31

24. Are there any easter eggs in [insert fic], and if so, what are they?

Hmm...easter eggs...well, not many people know this, but in my Our Dining Table fic, when Jiang Yuelou is singing to Keying to soothe her to sleep when she feels ill, he's actually humming/singing Edelweiss from the Sound of Music because that's what my dad used to sing to me when I was little/not feeling well

25. What other websites or resources do you use most often when you write?

So! When writing (mainly when working on the Killer and Healer rewrite), I will use DeepL Translate (because it is so much better than Google Translate) and Linguanaut because it has the entire Chinese alphabet in pinyin. And sometimes, when I'm working on the Killer and Healer rewrite and my iphone can't pick up the dialogue, I will literally sit and listen to the dialouge/stare at the subtitles to try and figure out how to type the specific character and then type said character/sentence into DeepL (because MangoTV subtitles suck ass and sometimes the english doesn't sound like english grammatically so to have everything flow nicely, I gotta rewrite/re-english the machine translated english). It's a pain in the ass but sometimes you gotta put in the extra work if you want the fic to be good

Also, if I'm doing anything triad/mafia related, I have a wikipedia link saved of a list of the different chinese triad names to use in my fics. I'll also use the DramaWiki website and go to the Chinese actor and actress tab and use names there as OC names

30. Have you ever written something that was out of your comfort zone? If so, what was it, and how did it affect your approach to writing fic thereafter?

Yes, actually. I wrote Major Character Death, which is very out of my comfort zone. None of my fic have sad endings but this particular fic, Promise to Keep, does, but that's only because I was actually okay with the show's ending (Chinese Paladin 4). After writing it, I will definitely not be doing it again because it hurt me to write and I was basically crying while writing it so...nope. Never again. But I was happy with it for this fic

31. What’s your ideal fic length to write?

Oh, I've answered this many times, but honestly, the fic will be as long as the story I want to tell, which can range from like 1K to *checks Killer and Healer rewrite word count* 221K. But yeah. There's no ideal for me. I just write until my brain and my fingers and my heart are like "Aight stop"

questions for fic writers | send me asks

[jtbb]

1, 7, 13, 19 :))

Song of the year?

oh god club 57 by bastille 100% i literally hyperfixated on that song and everything related to it for a solid four months earlier this year . last.fm says i listened to it like 350 smth times which actually feels like a really small amount considering how much time it was just on my mind in general

if i had to pick another one that i like more sonically though (rather than because my brain decided to imprint on it for no reason) i would choose bike dream by rostam :3 its the only song out of my top 5 played this year that i never put on loop to raise its play count -- i just found the time to listen to it that much throughout the year <3 gives so many happy brain chemicals

7. Favorite actor of the year?

i dont rlly pay attention to actors much but you know for pure looks alone ill choose hugh dancy lol . hes tragically my exact type </3 i want to eat him

13. How was your birthday this year?

ooh ooh story time!!! it was absolutely fucking amazing!!!!! for the sole reason that: late in the evening before my birthday i was watching hannibal with my sister and . i shit you not . right as the clock struck midnight on my birthday i got to watch 2x07 will graham strut into hannibals office with his fancy ass hair talking about his "feelings" about hannibal that was the absolute most insane moment of my life 100% unparalleled . nothing else that happened that day mattered compared to will graham and his slutty salmon shirt of seduction

19. What’re you excited about for next year?

ooh 2023 waw. hmm ill start an art class at school next year which im hyped about!!!! hopefully it will motivate me to finish some hannibal/other fanart lol since i doubt ill have more than one or two of my current wips done by then </3

i think overall im just excited to get into new things that i dont even know about yet !!!! if you had told me even earlier this year that i would be hyperfixated on hannibal i would not have believed you at all but . here i am . i found so many new interests this year and hopefully that trend will continue <3

also just really cant wait for it to be summer again its not even technically winter yet and im already so done with the cold sjvbdsvkjds

[olivereactsaboutgarbage]

Higurashi When They Cry - Arc 1 All-Cast Review Session

Happy Christmas Eve, everyone!!!

So... this is it, then... the TRUE CLIMAX of Higurashi's first arc...

Rena is glad we read Higurashi.

The Toddlers don't like Higurashi. That's good, Higurashi isn't appropriate for Toddlers. It has too much sexualization of Toddlers and other bad stuff.

Toddler 02 reveals that she was actually lying: She's a Higurashi fan.

Rena says that the second arc will have a higher focus on backstory.

Actually, Toddler 01 was lying too: She's a Higurashi fan.

Ooishi

Camera

Because there's not a Keiichi sprite, Keiichi isn't allowed to exist. Hmm... there's gotta be a joke there somewhere, right? Hmm... kids who want to be normal... don't get to exist. Nope, not funny. Kids who think they'll be murdered... don't get to exist. Nope, not funny. Kids who are forever in pursuit of Rena Points... don't get to exist. Nope, not funny. Kids who

Camera and Toddler 01 declare the ending to have sucked for Keiichi and Rena. That's kind of a mean thing to say about Mion. I won't tolerate that kind of behavior from either of them!!! Toddler 01 is still a lower-class lifeform than Mion. And Camera is an optical instrument that can capture an image.

All these people are fools who've failed to realize the truth about the plot... even Mion, sadly...

Mion thinks someone evil exists.

Toddler 01 doesn't think mental illness is real.

Rena thinks Toddler 01 has a point.

Camera thinks Mion is correct, because mental illness is real.

Toddler 01 doesn't know what that is. She doesn't think it's real.

Toddler 02 says it's real. Toddler 01 says it must have been an arbitrary writing choice then.

Mion says "No, idiot, it's called Arbitrary Writing Choices, and writers do it all the time."

Ooishi says that no one is evil. Camera thinks that's out-of-character, but Ooishi explains he is under no obligation to deliver in-character dialog.

Speaking of out-of-character dialog, Rena's syntax is so so normal. Who are these freaks? I'll slaughter them all!!! Especially Keiichi!!! Well, I'll wait until next time to start on that, actually.

Everyone points out that there's clearly not a normal murderer, so Mion posits that there's a weird murderer.

Toddler 01 thinks that all screen actors are just as smart in real life as their smartest characters on TV.

Speaking of theorization, maybe Keiichi's dad isn't the bad guy. Maybe Keiichi's dad is THE INSANE GUY. As in, Keiichi's parents moved to Hinamizawa as a result of Keiichi's dad's mental illness and were too embarrassed to talk about it openly, and the fact that Keiichi was also mentally ill was just an unfortunate coincidence.

Ooishi says that Keiichi has a tendency to be very correct about everything. And here I thought he wouldn't be in-character, and yet here he is displaying the exact same character flaw!!!

you will not be spared. don't you imply that kind of thing about them you monster!!

Mion says that Mion is evil. Toddler 02 says that's a bit of nonsense. If anyone here isn't a loser, it's Toddler 02. All hail Toddler 02.

Toddler 01 refuses to believe in the existence of evil. Man, Toddler 01 doesn't think ANYTHING exists, does she? I mean, in this case, she's not wrong, the children aren't evil.

Camera is an atheist... no, more than that... Camera believes that gods DO exist, but they are slaves to mankind...

Wait but how does that apply here. Man, Camera is just like, spewing words

Kaiji Joke Part 13

Everyone is playing the "Let's Talk About Higurashi" Game.

that's kind of a loaded statement from the only non-idiotic person here, i wonder if narrative themes can be inferred from it

WHY THE FUCK IS SHE BEING SO COY??? IT'S LIKE SHE'S ALREADY READ ALL EIGHT CHAPTERS BUT SHE'S WORRIED ABOUT SPOILING HER FRIENDS WHO HAVEN'T FINISHED IT YET

Everyone refuses to voice act the fact that people who read VNs in real life don't believe in magic.

Telephone Arc

The telephone arc isn't as interesting as the lunch arc, but basically it's about Keiichi being the guy whose theory is taken as fact.

i want keiichi's theory to be "everyone actually survived" with no further explanation

Oh, his theory was just "woe is me". This guy sucks. He doesn't give me what I want, so I have decided he has no value as a human being.

So... there's gonna be like seven more of THESE, huh...? Well, maybe dedicating posts to them was a bad plan, but then again, for all I know they could get Super Important later on.

See you tomorrow, where Santa will try to kill Keiichi!

[bykalopsia]

ryuki eps 42-50 notes & final impressions

(note that i probably am not getting around to any of the supplementary content any time soon bc 1) there are so many 2) i'm iffy on alternate endings in the first place 3) the ones that aren't that are crossovers so i'm not watching them until i get there [which won't be for months even if i keep the pace i've been going at & 4) i'm a little burnt out on ryuki and am excited to start faiz])

the way sano just hops around while his final vent goes off and all the antelopes(?) charge is so cute

sano overall is just great. love it when a guy has no principles whatsoever.

love ren, kitaoka, and asakura taking the serendipitous occurrence of them all meeting in room 401 after tojo and the professor had moved out to sit down and go "we hate you you're stupid go kill yourself give us 5,000 dollars" to shinji. he is very stupid though god bless him

one thing i find very funny is that despite asakura being asakura he's actually pretty courteous about the game. like he very well could be (and probably would fare better if he was?) attacking people outside of the mirror world but he just shows up and acts off-putting and strange until they transform. (like he actually reads sano's business card even though he interrupted his tojo-ran-away temper tantrum?) i guess this is why he's shiro's little attack dog he's just really about being a Proper Rider.

also i'm really bad at looking at significant injuries so when tojo jumped into like that water runoff ditch (?) and it looked like something happened to his arm i got so nauseous lol. i don't think he actually got hurt bc it doesn't seem he's injured in his following scenes but still ;;;;;;;

also tojo is so Interesting to me!!!!!!!!!! (this is the millionth time i've said this) i wish i knew where in the metamorphosis he was at so i could possibly make connections. the strength of his heroic ideal and how he's carving parts of his life out (literally, by killing people lol) in order to fit in that very twisted definition yet still failing (both because it is something that is forced on his part And for the unlucky fact that other riders are just stronger than him)

ep 44 don't fucking talk to me. literally the second tojo went "you're the first person to be nice to me since the professor" my fucking stomach dropped (tbh i should have known since sano brought tojo to his apartment in the first place but w/e) that he'd fucking kill him but AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

pain and fucking suffering why are all my favorites DOOMED it's literally a curse.

idk if i were tojo i'd start beating asakura with hammers that's just me though (maybe everyone's just courteous about only fighting in the mirror world bc it's a kids show.... hmm much to think about)

"i have to be the one who killed sano" please fucking hit me with a truck it'd be less painful. tojo there is something so wrong with you you are literally the best <3

also after kitaoka told him there was no way he could ever be a hero he did like a 1:1 gills scream motion which is really funny bc they don't share a suit actor

ren clocking shinji with the "has your indecision ever helped a single person" GET HIS ASS!!!!!!! but also STOP IT!!!!! bc while i really don't see a point where pacifism is successfully getting anyone out of anywhere rn (atp in ep 46 at least) it makes me feel so bad about tezuka i'm going to hurl

the way tojo died was lame though L. thematically necessary but lame. (i'm just bitter bc i wanted him to also start hallucinating sano i'm sorry my goggles are on... also i just wanted him to spiral more the car bomb was a great step i wanted it to keep happening.... i get that asakura gets to stay around bc he's shiro's little meow meow but who says we couldn't have had two maniacs until the end [logical reasoning does. who said that])

i've realized in my notes/lb i haven't talked about kitaoka's illness a bunch (because thinking about it makes me So Miserable) but seriously if they had stayed in the scene after ren tells kitaoka he's disqualified it would have been my breaking point for Ryuki Crying (i'm surprised i've lasted this long but tbh ryuki to me inspires an intense hollowness in one's gut that leaves you sitting kind of hunched over staring slack-jawed at your screen like you just got punched rather than like bawling my eyes out) but no we have to immediately cut to asakura fighting the weird blue artificial monsters i don't necessarily understand the significance of? i get that there's generally some obligation for there to be monster fighting in each episode but most of the time i feel like it's such a time waster......

^this is maybe my largest criticism of ryuki? that there's So Much that it very often doesn't sit with itself bc it doesn't have the time to. and i LOVE to sit with a scene so it's just unfortunate. give me time to think!!!

episode 49 should i kms yes/no?

shiro and yui. it's so over. it's so over. it's so over. the way his voice changed as he begged her not to disappear it's so over.

before Everything Started happening i said and i quote "it'd be slay if they let ren win lmao" to make myself laugh bc i had just been released from the Doomed Siblings Pain and Horror Vortex. and then the police started preparing to assassinate asakura and i went pause. and then kitaoka is still slowly dying (i literally can't talk about it pleaseeeeeee just let it happen so this can stop torturing me PLEASEEEEEE) AND THEN SHINJI DIED. SO.

i don't even want to think about anything anymore. i need to excise this show from my brain so i can be normal i can't do this

okay. i fucking bawled all throughout the back half of 50. YOU GOT MEEEEE YOU FINALLY BROKE ME!!!!! CONGRATULATIONS

i literally can't talk about it bc if i start crying again i think i'm literally going to puke i was heaving

um. anyways. good show. i need to go lay down. maybe forever?

[riddlerosehearts]

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hmm okay let's see, so my best friend recently convinced me to get into a game called a3! act addict actors and i haven't really been posting about it because i want to catch up with the main story before i go looking in the tags. but funny enough i actually tried to get into this game several years ago, wasn't feeling it at the time, and then gave it another chance a little while back after she got me to listen to the music from it!!

the game is about actors in a theater company putting on stage plays and for every single play they have 1-2 songs performed by the voice actors as their play characters. all 24 characters in the theater company also have 2 character songs each and there's even theme songs for the 4 troupes the company is divided into. the music literally goes so incredibly hard that i ended up feeling like i just had to know what the story behind it was. like for example this is the character song of one of my faves, this is one of the troupe themes, and this is from a play about the complex relationship between a lonely scientist who wanted a friend and the homunculus he created.

it's also an incredibly funny game at times because the theater company's members include a teenage celebrity, a prince, one current and one former secret agent, several former delinquents and gang members, several CURRENT yakuza members, a guy who may or may not be a robot, a dude who can just actually speak to and understand animals and the reason for this is never explained, and a dude who originally only joined so he could make more money to spend on gacha games. and all of them are great and well written characters.

new ask game send me a 🌻 and ill just tell you whatever the fuck i want

[specialagentsergio]

rationalizations

rationalizations: a defense mechanism in which one makes up a false but reassuring explanation to explain their behavior and/or feelings to both themselves and others, thus avoiding the reality of why they are really acting or feeling as they do.

summary: You’re the psych evaluation for Spencer. You think he’s full of shit, so you refuse to sign his clearance form until he actually tells the truth.

pairing: spencer reid x f!reader

category: angst (happy ending)

content warnings: spencer’s canonical trauma, flashbacks, mentions of suicide and suicidal ideation, swearing

a/n: i wrote this for @imagining-in-the-margins‘ enemies to lovers event. it’s not my favorite trope, but one of the prompts sparked inspiration for me. i also took a good amount of inspiration from meredith’s various therapy scenes in grey’s anatomy, so if some of it feels familiar, that’s why! i swear i intended to make this cute and funny, but, well… here we are lmao.

word count: 3.6k

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Spencer throws his bag onto his desk with a frustrated huff. It thumps loudly, startling JJ at her desk across from his. She gives him a sympathetic look regardless. “Still not cleared yet?”

“No!” Forgetting that it’s wheeled, he drops himself into his chair. It skids backwards and he has to scramble to grab something to keep from falling out of it.

“Careful there,” JJ says, trying valiantly to suppress a laugh. “That psychologist's got you really worked up, huh?”

“I don’t know what she wants from me!” he complains. “It’s been nearly a month! Hotch’s ex-wife was murdered by an unsub, but they cleared him. I was only shot in the neck.”

“I mean, that’s still kind of a big deal,” she says. “You could’ve died, from the gunshot, or from the nurse that tried to kill you afterwards.”

“Speaking of that nurse,” he starts, “Garcia is the one who shot him and she’s been a wreck over it. She insisted on going to the guy’s execution. But the therapist cleared her!”

“Penelope’s not in the field,” JJ points out.

He crosses his arms. “Still. This isn’t the first time I’ve been shot. That possibility is part of the job. It’s not like it came out of nowhere and I was completely unprepared for it.”

“I don’t know what to tell you, Spence,” she says. “Just keep all of your appointments and I’m sure you’ll be cleared soon.”

He pulls a stack of papers on his desk towards him. Paperwork—one of the things he’s actually allowed to do. “I better be,” he mutters.

---

“And it was really scary, you know?” Spencer wipes at his eyes with a tissue. “Not knowing if I was going to live or die.”

“Mm-hmm.”

He takes a deep breath. “But… it’s over now. The preacher who shot me died in the same shootout. Owen McGregor, the leader of the corrupt deputies, died later that night, in another shootout. And Greg Baylor, the one who posed as a nurse and tried to kill me, was sentenced to death row and he’s gone now, too.”

His psychologist makes a note on the paper in front of her, but doesn’t say anything, so he continues.

“I… I feel better now, just letting that out.” He takes a new tissue and dries his nose. “I feel ready now. Ready to go back to work.”

She nods slowly, considering him. But she doesn’t even look towards her desk where the clearance form sits, frustrating him to no end. After five minutes of silence, he breaks.

“You can’t be serious.”

She raises an eyebrow. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I’ve been coming to these sessions for over a month, and I’m still not cleared to be in the field. I…” He musters up more tears and makes sure his voice wavers during his next words. “I just don’t know what you want? I’ve tried everything.”

“No, you haven’t,” she says plainly.

He blinks in surprise, sending some of the crocodile tears down his cheeks. “What?”

She crosses her legs. “You’re full of shit.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re not being honest with me, and I don’t think you’re being honest with yourself either,” she says. “You’re a great actor. I can see how you’ve gotten clearances easily before. But that stops with me.”

Spencer stares at her. “I don’t understand.”

She moves her notebook to the side. “What happened in Texas isn’t the first time your life’s been in danger. Why do you think that is?”

“Wh—that’s part of my job,” he argues, fake crying long since forgotten.

“Not to the extent that you take it. I’ve read your file,” she says. “You take unnecessary risks with regularity.”

The tissues crumple in his hand as he clenches it. “I do not.”

“Let’s go back to the beginning.”

“The beginning of what?”

“Of your career.” Yet she doesn’t take out his file, or look at her notes. She speaks from memory. “2005. The BAU is assisting with a hostage situation. You go into the train, posing as someone who is there to remove a microchip from the unsub, but the first thing you do? You take off your bulletproof vest.”

“Okay, clearly you don’t understand what the situation was,” Spencer cuts in. “Ted Bryar was suffering from a psychotic break. He was somewhat unpredictable, and he told me to take off the vest.”

“And you just listened?”

“He—he had a gun, and was threatening both me and the other passengers with it!” he says. “What was I supposed to do, not listen?”

“Uh, yeah,” she replies. “You easily played into his delusions just a few minutes later to distract him. Why not do that to keep yourself safe?”

“I was twenty-four and was running on adrenaline,” he says defensively. “And it was my first time doing something like that. You can’t expect me to think of everything.”

“You’re right, I can’t,” she agrees. “So let’s jump forward a few years. How about the time you approached a teenager who was wielding an assault rifle with no protection, not even your own firearm?” she challenges.

“You mean Owen Savage? That was a unique situation,” he protests. “I knew I could talk him down.”

“No, you didn’t. You thought you had a good chance, but there’s no way to be one hundred percent sure of that. He was volatile, and on a killing spree,” she counters. “You didn’t know if you’d succeed--”

“I did!” He startles himself by unconsciously raising his voice, but he doesn’t apologize. “I did, because….”

“Because you related to him,” she fills in. “And that’s fine. Having empathy for an unsub doesn’t suggest something’s wrong in and of itself. But you still put yourself, and the rest of your team, in danger, didn’t you?”

He crosses his arms. “I got that lecture from Hotch when it happened, okay?”

“So then why’d you confront an unsub alone a few years later in Miami?” she asks. “You didn’t even tell anyone where you were going. You left your vest behind and just ran off.”

“I was having a head—wait, how do you even know that happened?” he questions. “It wasn’t in the report.”

“Well, first of all, you just confirmed it,” she points out, and he wants to kick himself. “Secondly, I can read between the lines.”

“I was having a headache,” he repeats. “I wasn’t thinking all that clearly. I just knew Julio’s life was in immediate danger, so I went to help him.”

“Uh-huh. More recently,” she says, brushing past his excuse, “You confronted your girlfriend’s stalker without your vest or gun.”

Spencer’s getting angry now. “I was trying to save Maeve. She asked me to leave them behind.”

“And you simply listened. Do you see the pattern I’m drawing here, Dr. Reid?” she asks. “These are just a few of the instances that stand out. Time and time again, you put yourself in unnecessary danger. So I’ll ask you again. Why do you think that is?”

Spencer looks over her—really looks over her, trying to understand what she’s getting at. “Are… are you suggesting that I’m suicidal?” he asks quietly.

She looks him straight in the eye. “You don’t act like someone who wants to be alive.”

It’s like she set off a bomb in his brain. Memories, and the feelings attached to them, emerge—Elle handcuffed to a seat, a teenager with a rifle, a blinding headache, Maeve and blood on the warehouse floor.

“Here’s what I see,” she says. “I see a man who’s been through so, so much. Your mother is mentally ill, your father left--”

His father is packing a suitcase. Spencer doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do or say, so he falls back on what he knows.

“Statistically, children who grow up in two-parent households attain three more years of higher education than children from single-parent households.”

It doesn’t help. “We’re not statistics, Spencer.”

“Your file says she’s staying at an institution, and with your father out of the picture, I can only assume you were the one who had her admitted--”

“Spencer, please don’t do this to me!” she cries as she’s escorted out of the house by Bennington Sanitarium’s transport staff.

“A few years into your work here at the FBI, you were kidnapped, tortured and drugged--”

He’s tired and cold and his whole body aches. Tobias—the real Tobias—looms over him with a syringe.

“Please. I don’t want it,” he pleads of his captor. “I don’t want it, please.”

The needle punctures his skin regardless.

“—you were held hostage by a cult leader--”

Emily sits across from him on the plane with a black eye. “What Cyrus did to me is not your fault.”

He pretends to agree.

“—you went through the death and reappearance of Agent Prentiss--”

He’s tried to make it clear to Jennifer that he wants to be left alone, but she won’t stop trying to talk about it with him, and he’s had enough.

“I came to your house for ten weeks in a row crying over losing a friend, and not once did you have the decency to tell me the truth.”

“—and your girlfriend was shot in front of you.”

“Who’s Thomas Merton? Who is he?” Diane demands, gun pressed against Maeve’s head.

“He’s the one thing you can never take from us,” Maeve replies, and Spencer’s heart drops. Thomas Merton is Maeve’s way of saying goodbye—she’s giving up.

“Wait!” he cries out, but it’s too late.

“This is just some of the more traumatic stuff. And then there’s what happened last month, which is why you’re here. You present a face of not being bothered by all of this, because that’s what you’ve been doing all your life, but I think you are bothered. You really, really are. And you don’t want to admit to anyone just how much it all has affected you. Maybe you don’t even want yourself to know.” Her expression and tone of voice are certain.

Spencer can’t take it anymore. The whirlwind of emotions and memories is overwhelming.

“The number of times you’ve almost died is staggering--”

“Yeah, and sometimes I wish I had!” He glares at her, breathing heavily. “Is that what you wanted to hear?”

But she doesn’t seem intimidated or alarmed at all. She leans back in her armchair. “Now we’re getting somewhere.”

The response only serves to make him angrier. She questioned him relentlessly and made him admit something he swore in the dark hours of sleepless nights that he’d never think again, never voice, let alone admit to anyone. She forced it out of him, forced. She made him say it against his will.

So why does he feel a sense of relief?

“I…” Tears well up in his eyes—real ones this time. “I’m done,” he chokes out.

He pushes himself off of the couch and out the door, slamming it shut behind him.

---

He storms in Hotch’s office and demands to see a different psychologist. But she was one step ahead of him—a few hours before the appointment, she had emailed Hotch and told him that under no circumstances should Spencer be allowed to get a clearance from someone else.

“And you’re going to believe her?” he cries.

“She’s doing her job, Reid.”

“You barely know her! You’ve known me for a decade!”

“Yes, I have,” Hotch agrees. “And you’ve told me yourself that you’ve fooled psychologists and therapists before. So if this one is saying you’re not ready yet, I’m inclined to believe her.”

Spencer just stares at him, but as usual, Hotch doesn’t blink.

“Unbelievable,” Spencer eventually mutters.

“Take the rest of the day off,” Hotch replies, glancing down at fists Spencer hadn’t realized he was clenching.

“Fine.”

Too agitated to stand in the elevator, he takes the stairs. As he stomps down them, he swears he’ll never go back to her office, even if it means never going into the field again.

A week passes, then two, and he hasn’t seen the psychologist since. But he doesn’t feel any better—he actually feels worse. It’s like her words broke a dam in his mind, in his gut, and feelings of unease and uncertainty won’t pass. It keeps him up at night. Her words echo in his head. “You don’t act like someone who wants to be alive.”

Spencer’s had yet another sleepless night and is struggling not to doze off at his desk despite the coffee he’s drinking. He stands up with the intention of splashing some water from the bathroom sink on his face, but his feet take him somewhere else.

He stares at the nameplate on the door. He swore he’d never go back, yet he feels compelled to knock.

It only takes her a few moments to answer. “Dr. Reid. Can I help you?” she asks.

“I…” He sighs. “Are you busy?”

“No. Come on in.” She steps to the side, opening the door wider to let him pass. He sits down on the couch.

She waits patiently. She doesn’t rush him. She lets him speak first.

He wrings his hands in his lap, staring down at them. “Something you said is bothering me.”

“What was it?”

“About… living,” he admits quietly. “I… I think you might have been right.”

When he gets the courage to glance up at her, he finds a soft smile on her face. “Would you like to talk about it?”

Spencer hadn’t realized he was expecting judgment and disdain until it didn’t happen. His shoulders slump down in relief. “Yeah,” he says. “Yeah, I think I would.”

---

“You’re still thinking about her, aren’t you?”

Spencer looks up from his paperwork, slightly out of it, to find Derek watching him. His coworker had, indeed, caught him thinking about her again. His psychologist. Well, former psychologist. After his second session back with her, she’d handed over a clearance form and a referral to a therapist outside the bureau to see long-term.

“And you better follow up with that,” she’d told him, the corner of her mouth turning up despite her serious tone of voice. “I’ll know if you don’t.”

He’d promised that he would, and had followed through. But despite the progress he was making with the new therapist, he was feeling a little disappointed that he didn’t get to see her anymore. He only saw her in passing, sometimes in the elevator or walking down the hallways of the building. They would exchange hellos, she would ask how he was doing, then give him a little wave as she left. Each time his heart would skip a beat, and he’d feel an urge to follow her to wherever she was going.

Yet he hadn’t quite realized why he seemed to be preoccupied with her until a dream he had a few weeks ago—a dream in which he found himself kissing her. Despite being alone in his bedroom, he’d woken up feeling embarrassed. He promised himself that he would put her out of his mind. Having a crush on his psychologist? It was ridiculous.

But then he saw her in the elevator a few days later and he couldn’t help but analyze her body language. It was open, and she twirled her hair around a finger while she looked at him to ask him how he was. A few other people entered the elevator on the next floor, but her attention remained on him. They were subtle signs, but signs that he recognized nonetheless—signs of attraction. And once he started seeing them, he couldn’t stop.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Spencer tells Derek, picking back up the pen he hadn’t noticed he dropped.

“You can’t pull that on me, kid,” he replies. “It’s your psychologist. You can’t stop thinking about her, can you?”

Spencer sighs. “So what if I can’t?”

“So go ask her out already!” Derek says like it’s obvious.

“You don’t think that’s just a little inappropriate?”

“You’re not seeing her as a client anymore, are you?” he points out. “Go for it, kid. You’ll regret it if you don’t.”

Spencer takes the advice—as soon as Derek said it, he knew he was right. He would regret not taking a chance on her and the connection he felt. Sure, she’d helped him with therapy, but it went deeper than that. It feels like she knows him.

He leaves the bullpen ten minutes early that evening, hoping to catch her before she leaves for the day. On her doorstep, he feels just as nervous as he did on the day he admitted that she was right, but it’s a different kind of nervous. An excited nervous. He knocks on the door.

She’s surprised when she seems him. He watches as her pupils dilate, and it boosts his confidence. “Dr. Reid. Can I help you?”

“You can. I’d like to talk,” he says.

“Oh. Well, I guess I could do that,” she says. “I thought things were going well with the therapist I referred you to, though.”

He shakes his head. “No, I don’t mean I want an appointment.”

Her eyebrows come together in confusion. “Okay, then, what do you want?”

Spencer doesn’t hesitate. “I want to take you out to dinner.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“I really like you, and I think we’re meant to be together,” he replies, voice softening a bit.

She pauses before answering. When she does, her voice is gentle. “Dr. Reid, sometimes a medical professional’s care can start to feel like affection over a period of time, but--”

“No one has ever listened to me like you do,” he interrupts.

“That’s my job,” she points out.

“I’ve seen therapists before, but none of them have been like you,” he counters. “You understand me.”

She sighs. “Well, I’m glad I was a good fit and was able to help you. But that doesn’t mean that I see you as anything more than a client.”

“You’re lying.”

“Excuse me?”

“You do feel something more for me,” he says firmly, but then backtracks a little. “Well, I know you’re attracted to me at least.”

She blinks and shakes her head slightly, take aback. “Dr. Reid, this is not appropriate--”

“Please call me Spencer,” he says, then jumps into his explanation. “See, when we’re attracted to someone, our bodies display involuntary signals, and I’ve seen you do some of them when you’re around me. Whenever we run into each other here, your body will turn a little towards me and you’ll play with your hair. Your attention is almost entirely focused on me. And, when you see me, your pupils dilate. They did it when you opened the door just a few minutes ago. Oh, and I’m attracted to you, by the way,” he adds as he realizes how one-sided he’s been. “I imagine my pupils probably dilate when I see you, too.”

Her mouth opens and closes a few times, like she wants to speak but doesn’t know what to say. She looks flustered, and he wonders if maybe he’s pushed it too far or said too much, but he can’t turn back now. “So, please, let me take you out,” he says quietly. “Just… just give it a chance.”

She bites her lip and looks at the ground. There’s a crease between her eyebrows, which he’s come to learn means she’s thinking. She speaks seriously when she looks back up. “If I go out with you, I can’t treat you anymore. If you ever need another evaluation or session, you’d have to get it from someone else.”

“I know,” he says. “I get along well with the therapist you referred me to, though. And having to get clearance from a different psychologist at the bureau is something I’m willing to give up in favor of getting to know you better.”

She considers him. “You’re serious about this,” she states.

It’s not a question, but he answers it anyways. “I am.”

She tilts her head to the side, eyes unfocusing as she ponders the situation. Eventually, she says, “Let me think about it.”

It’s not exactly the answer he was hoping for, but he’ll take it.

---

It’s only six PM, but Spencer is already exhausted. He unlocks his apartment door, fully intending to collapse onto his bed, but instead receives a pleasant surprise in the form of his girlfriend waiting for him on the couch. He can’t help but smile.

“Sweetie, what are you doing here?” he asks, then adds, “Not that I’m complaining.”

“Penelope told me it was a bit of a rough case,” she replies. “And I missed you.”

She holds out her arms and he takes the invitation, joining her on the couch and laying down between her legs, placing his head on her chest. “I missed you, too.”

Her next words are overly familiar. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Hey, we agreed to no therapy,” he says. “Something about I can’t be your client anymore?”

She huffs. “This isn’t therapy. This is being a good partner.”

Spencer smiles into the fabric of her shirt, snuggling in closer. “I know, I’m just teasing you. I don’t need to talk about the case,” he says, finally answering her original question. “I feel fine now that I’m here with you.”

She lets out a pleased hum and starts running her fingers through his hair. “I ordered take-out for dinner, by the way.”

“Where from?”

“You know where.”

A wide grin spreads across his face. She must have ordered take-out from the restaurant he took her to on their first date. He lifts his head to look her in the eye. “Aren’t you glad you said yes to me all those months ago?”

“Oh, I suppose,” she says with pretend annoyance, rolling her eyes.

Then she kisses him.

Spencer’s never been so happy to be alive.

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please note that i DO NOT ENDORSE asking out your therapist/former therapist. this is fanfiction. thank you.

general taglist: @calm-and-doctor​ , @spencerreid9​

[taichikun14]

After the sudden ending of the P.S. genki radio show, I was just holding my breath til some big news came out. It was either going to be a sudden illness or a scandal, and frankly I'm relieved it turned out to be the latter.

Cheating is terrible, yes, but...it is happening everywhere. Don't be naive. Not just in "celebrity world" but yes, in our very own "real world." I can't count how many friends, relatives, coworkers, and their extended circles have been cheated on/the cheater. Did all of them get shamed publicly and lose their jobs over it? No, cuz it's part of their PERSONAL lives. They just kept going to work as usual while dealing with this very *personal* matter on their own *personal* time. This is not a case of murder, violence, r***, etc....it's fuckin cheating, guys. The parties involved will figure out how to proceed with their lives. It is their business. It will be okay.

Not saying I'm not annoyed that it was done rather...boldly, on the radio show or on their trips for the DVDs. I wasn't even a regular listener but the times I did tune in or watch their travels, I was kinda like...HMM this is unusual for a female staff to be so...forward...like, so present...? I remember on Hinocchi and Tachi's kunitori show, their female staff person was there, but she kindaaa kept as low profile as possible and just did her job or answered if they reached out to her. Anyways, it is annoying if the show was/became sort of a vehicle for this affair, but it still has nothing to do with how I feel about his work.

Oh and I'm not buying this, "she didn't know he was married" talk. PLEASE lol. If I dated someone for 10 years, I think it'd get suspicious if we could never go over to his place, or spend major holidays together, or meet his family with me as his significant other. Gimme a break y'all.

I feel a little rambly now but I guess what made me wanna write this was all the comments on Twitter and here on tumblr. A lot feel similarly as I do, but I also saw a lot of comments calling for his roles to be changed, or things on the lines of, "how can I listen to his voice again when it makes me think of what happened," etc....but it's like...CHILL. He's NOT *your* husband!! The one who should be feeling butt hurt enough to not be able to stand his voice is his wife or the mistress. If you don't wanna support people you don't like, then sure go ahead. But I know if I had to go through and check every actor, artist, etc to see if any of them have ever cheated (and let's not even get into more serious offenses like violence, drugs, etc!), then I'd probably have nothing left to watch or listen to.

Anyways. Let me try to bottom line this. I'm just annoyed hearing about people wanting to outcast and recast Sakurai. He is a talented seiyuu. He went through a scandal before in the 2000s, but that was actually related to his actual work, for which he left the spotlight, "repented", etc. Quietly. FOR YEARS. And now this happens in 2022 and here's all this social media to blow it up. I'm pretty annoyed at all the "cancelling" going on in general with other celebrities/personalities, but in this case, such love life issues have nothing to do with these seiyuu's work. Probably just on him as a husband, but that's something that has nothing to do with me or his fans. And it's happened with Noburin , Tattsun... and more I'm sure but these were the only blowups that I was paying attention to as they happened and...yeah it annoyed me. Anyways, it's crazy. Rant over.

[foodieforthoughts]

Can't fight the feeling

Summary: Henry has been keeping his feelings for you to himself but he cannot hold it in any longer and unknowingly expresses it to his assistant.

Pairing: Henry x Reader

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: This has been on hold for a long time. Thanks to @agniavateira for the idea. I hope you like this boo. ❤️

*gif credit to @demivampirew*

Title: Can't fight the feeling

Henry stretched his leg to accommodate them on the stairs of the cottage, letting Kal place his head on his lap. He waved at a few crew members who were leaving the establishment to go back home since they had wrapped up filming for the new season of The Witcher. He smiled to himself, thinking over his own personal accomplishment, fighting through the pandemic and still making it through.

But he would never forget that above everyone else, it was you who kept him sane.

He watched you help the elderly crew members with their bags, putting them in the cars that were about to head to the airport. He gazed at your face from afar, feeling buoyant as your lips broke out in a radiant smile.

Henry wasn't sure when it happened, you had joined the crew for filming the first season too, but conversations with you had been scarce then. But this time around, the pandemic and the hardships that came with it had somehow brought him closer to you. When filming had stopped for a few months, besides worrying about the safety of his family and friends, he had been thinking if he would get to meet you ever again.

"Got some pictures for you to sign." Maria, his assistant, came striding towards him with a stack of pictures and letters. "Are you up for it?"

"Yeah, always." He took the marker from her and bracing them on his thigh, he began signing the response letters to the fans. He looked up every now and then as your sweet, melodious voice travelled to his ears when you laughed along with the crew as they prepared to depart.

"I have to admit, I never knew she would gel so well with all of them." Maria commented, pulling his attention to her as she watched you high-fiving your friends. "Good girl, right?"

"Oh I had no doubt everybody would like her." Henry absentmindedly remarked, taking one letter after the other. "Do you remember when we met her the first day here? She was carrying a bunch of folders, barely balancing a cup of coffee in one hand and somehow still managed to stop and talk to you."

Henry remembered that day like it was only yesterday. You had been wearing a cream coloured top and a fluffy jacket over it with the fur lined hoodie resting on top of your beanie covered hair. You had beamed when you had spotted them, smiling so brightly that he had been filled with fuzzy warmth instantly. However, it was the way you had regarded him like a normal person, not Henry Cavill the actor, but like just another bloke you worked with, that had actually stuck with him the most.

"Hmm, but then that is her job right?" Maria shrugged her shoulder, nonchalantly handing him the posters to sign.

"Yeah. But what about the time when she stayed up all night to look after the sick extra? That wasn't her job." He pointed out, reminiscing over that incident.

One of the female extras had a bad case of stomach flu and you had helped her with it. They had been filming in the night, everyone had been busy and still you had managed to juggle between your work and taking care of the ill. He had watched you several times, as you would go to check up on your friend during breaks, running to make it back in time.

"I think she's an amazing person otherwise too. Also very smart. When she speaks you can see that she really knows what she's talking about." He thought back on the discussion about Marvel and DC he had with you. You had laughed heartily when he had joked how he could have easily kicked Batman's ass in the beginning of the movie and end it before it began.

Your words, "I have no doubt you could have actually done that," with a light touch to his arm, had left him jittery all day long.

He was lost in the memory, still feeling a tingle at the place where you had touched him, that Maria had to cough slightly to pull his attention. He found her smirking, taking the signed pictures and letter from his hand.

"What?" He asked. It had been a long time since he had felt a blush beginning to climb up his chest to his cheeks. The know-it-all smile on his assistant's face was not helping his case.

Last night when everyone had dined together, you had been sitting only a few chairs away from him. Henry could see your face clearly from where he sat, look at your smile while you spoke and listen to you as you conversed with others. He hadn't even noticed he had been staring until Joey had nudged his elbow with a chuckle and exchanged a glance with Maria while Henry had awkwardly gone back to eating.

Maria started to speak but stopped when Henry turned his attention to you making your way towards him. You had your hands tucked into your pockets, your low riding jeans showing just a hint of skin underneath. Henry gulped slowly as his heart skipped a beat.

"Hi." You greeted them and Henry nearly lost his voice. "Ready to head out?"

"We have a flight later in the evening. How about you?" Thankfully, Maria answered for him. He just simply smiled, a hoard of butterflies fluttering in his stomach with you in his proximity.

"Might stay back to enjoy the country. Don't really have anything scheduled." You shrugged your shoulders, glancing at Henry once before averting your gaze. He only nodded at you, taking his time to soak in your presence. When someone called out your name, you excused yourself and walked away.

His heart dropped at watching your retreating figure. He didn't have anything planned for the coming days either, but it would be unprofessional of him to ask Maria to cancel his flight.

Like she had taken a dive into the pool of his thoughts, Maria said the words he had been thinking. "I can reschedule your flight if you want."

"What?" He asked again.

Maria giggled at him, placing her hand on his shoulder. "Unless staring is the new sexy, you need to go talk to her. I think you have a bit of a crush going on, my friend."

Shaking her head at him, she walked back to where she came from. Henry sighed as he looked out for you. He spotted you at the tent made for temporarily storing the luggage, reaching for a cup of coffee from the expresso machine fixed outside. He knew it was a long shot but he had to find out if what he felt for you was reciprocated. And even if you didn't, he had to let you know.

"Better late than never." He told himself as he made his way to where you stood.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hi! I was wondering if you knew any Johnlock fics in which John sings or actually is good at singing? I keep remenbering Sherlock saying he has a lovely singing voicd in TSO3 and can't get the idea out of my mind!

Hey Lovely!

Ahhhh hmm. Let me check my tags:

The Guy In 221B by fiveainley_ohmy (T, 3,970 w., 1 Ch. || Neighbours AU || Music, Classic Rock, Sherlock’s Violin, Singing, Flirting, Fluff, Shy Sherlock, Making Out) – ...likes to play his violin on his balcony. John is enchanted. One night while Sherlock is practicing his music, the downstairs neighbor starts to sing along. And he sounds good.

This Is Your Song by agirlsname (E, 79,990 w., 19 Ch. || Moulin Rouge Fusion || Prostitute Sherlock, Poet John, Acting, Singing, Dancing, Writing, Poetry, Musical, Song Fic, Heavy Angst, Unreliable Narrator, Sherlock is French, Love at First Sight, UST, First Kiss/Time, Frottage, Coming in Pants, Anal Sex, Switchlock, Clothed Sex, Crossdressing, Secret Relationship, Forbidden Love, Jealousy, Terminal Illnesses, Grief/Mourning, Breakup/Makeup Sex, Past Drug Use, Attempted Rape, Canon-Typical Violence)– When John Watson is invalided home from the army in 1895, he moves to Paris to rediscover his writing and find a new meaning in life. His old friend Stamford invites him into a group of artist friends, and suddenly John finds himself auditioning to write a show for the famous brothel across the street. There, he meets the most beautiful man he’s ever seen - Sherlock, the star of the Moulin Rouge. But Sherlock is already promised to the investor of the show, the rich Duke Moriarty.

A Case of Identity – The Musical by shamelessmash (E, 83,147 w., 15 Ch. || 1950′s Hollywood AU || Musical, Case Fic, Undercover as an Actor, Dancing, Happy Ending, Kidnapping, Drugs, Fluff and Angst, Humour, Writer/Director John, Slow Burn / Romance) – A mysterious death on set causes chaos in Stamford productions latest movie. With the premiere date left unchanged, they must find a new lead actor and reshoot an entire movie in two months. Sherlock Holmes goes undercover as a lead actor in a Musical: a juggling act to solve a murder while singing, dancing and charming his way through 1950s Hollywood. The last thing he expected was to fall in love with the screenwriter along the way. Or as I like to call it: the case where Sherlock finally gets to dance. Based off this prompt.

Bel Canto by bendingsignpost (T, 127,481 w., 16 Ch. || Phantom of the Opera AU || Secret Identity, Sherlock’s Violin, Operas, Aristocracy, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Disguise, Inheritance, Genderqueer Character, Classical Music, Singing) – After years of waiting for wealthy patrons to faint, Dr John Watson discovers a far more interesting patient in the opera house basement.

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Those MFL fics actually reminded me of these lists:

Moulin Rouge AU

Musicals/Opera Fics (Masterpost)

Anyone have any others that probably are more in-line with canon?

[astral-disastral]

What is your opinion on the movie Split, if you have seen it, with regards to how it depicts DID? Because like I feel like someone with DID would be offended but at the same time don’t KNOW whether they actually would be? Like when I see anti-asexual or anti-Irish sentiment and think “Hmm. Well that is certainly offensive from an objective viewpoint, but am I personally offended?” I do feel like if the twist behind the ‘Beast’ alter being superhuman was that he had been bitten by a werewolf, because there were so many hints towards him being a werewolf and the whole backstory they gave the protagonist about being a hunter, I feel like it would have suited the story better and avoided the ‘all people with DID are evil’ trope. Am I saying this right?

Generally, I see Split from 2 different perspectives. Hear me out....

When it comes to stigmatizing DID, Split does a great job of doing that to the general public who typically don't understand that people with DID aren't inherently murderers/criminals. It's one of the biggest movies about DID out there, and sets a very negative standard for how singlets view us in general. For those reasons, I dont support or appreciate the movies storyline for how it makes a scared, traumatized, and hurt group of mental ill people seem bad, scary, or dangerous.

From a different perspective of knowing/understanding what parts of Split are dramatized/demonized for the sake of movie magic, I do appreciate the actors commitment to portraying alters and switches. This actually, was really accurate. The way he shows his littles very subtle switch in therapy asking questions for the subsystem, although so subtle the that therapist herself doesn't actually notice. When rewatched with context on how his little is basically gatekeeping the entire system as the subsystem manipulates him, this tiny switch could have indicated to the therapist what was actually internally happening. Ideas of alter roles and what they actually do/act like in the system, subtle but noticeable changes in disposition/posture between alters, insights on different mindsets of alters, displaying switches that aren't so noticable, were all things that as someone with DID, I appreciated and related too on the level of how he actually depicted it through his acting.

That all being said,

The mix of stigmatizing and factually accurate acting is... almost worse than if it was just bad. Because now the stigmatizing content about our disorder is matched up to actual symptoms, and can make singlets even more scared of us as we talk about experiences that align with certain concepts in Split. It might show some very good scenes that are relatable to people with DID, but layered with demonizing content, inherently makes people scared of real symptomatic behavior.

And that is truly how Split negatively impacts those like me who actually have DID. Maybe the werewolf idea, making it not related to DID at all, prob would have been a better move.

[darthwheezely]

dating rory monahan hcs!

so i actually had an old hcs of dating Rory, but they embarrassed me so i had to delete them: but here ya go! requests are open, so if you request another Evan - I am in the mood for it (lookin at you @kitwalker02 @billyhxrgrove @tatesimper ;))

warnings: NSFW MINORS DNI - sex, dom/sub/switch power elements, daddy kinks, cussing, flirting, sexism, masturbation, exhibitionism

wow

where to even beGIN

knowing him, you probably met him on set of a movie he was in

you were an extra, minding your own business, when-

WEEE WOOO WEEE WOOO HEART EYES!RORY

he was just incapacitated by your beauty and the way you were just chilling in the corner

“i don’t think i’ve ever seen you on set before, ma’am,” he grins immediately at how you flush or try to hide a small smile as he holds out his hand to you

“i’m rory-“

“yeah i know who you are,” you probably said a bit quieter

“wish i could say the same for you, pretty lady”

WOWOWOWOOWOSOSOAOAOA

he gives you his number and after the shooting day is over

he IMMEDIATELY sends you a text

you guys talk all the time about everything and anything

he’s such a flirt

especially over the phone

purposely lowering his voice and steadying it a bit

i mean, he’s an actor, specifically a character actor

so if anyone can talk dirty and make it as hot as possible - it’s probably going to be him

“you like how i’m talking to you, pretty girl?”

pURR BITCH PURR

you guys tease each other all the time by sending each other voice notes of moans or saying each other’s names in a breathless tone

this gets to Rory a bit easier and quicker than you could’ve eVER assumed possible

he’ll frequently save them all and get off to the sound of your voice when he’s alone or feeling a bit...frustrated

when you guys have sex for the first time he definitely tries to hold back on how rough he can be

he’s definitely a goofy boy in bed

in my original headcanons, i said that he’d do like a Kermit voice and talk dirty to make you laugh

and that he’s 100% said “great googley moogley” during

quite a fan of hitting it from the back

sex in the hotels you have to stay in for filming, sex at his house, sex at your house, sex in his car, sex in the bathroom-

oh speaking of bathrooms-

this boy loves quickies in restaurant bathrooms

particularly gets off on making you walk out first OR TOGETHER AT THE SAME TIME, seeing how embarrassed you are that everyone can see that you just got fucked within an inch of your existence

oh, this man’s got a daddy kink

a very big daddy kink

when Rory is in daddy mode

you better not call this man ANYTHING but daddy

“Rory, baby, please-“

“Oh, sweetheart, I’m not Rory, who am I? Hmm?”

“D-daddy,”

“That’s fucking right, now shut up and take it like a good girl for daddy”

that being sAID

you CAN get this boy into subspace if you know how

just praise him and call him a good boy and pull his hair and he will be so plIANT-

he’s a whiny bubba hehehe

at red carpets he cannot not talk about you

“Rory, what are you wearing tonight?”

“me and my absolutely batshit beautiful girlfriend are wearing VERSACE because it’s her favorite on me and my God doesn’t she look stunning? Hey - yeah you, can you get a picture of my girl here, please? Fucking beautiful, isn’t she?”

is HIGHLY protective of you

if you have anything like slightly revealing on or experience a wardrobe malfunction in public, he’s learned to carry one of his jackets with him everywhere he goes to wrap on you

the idea of you getting a shred of the amount of sexualizing comments or posts that he gets literally makes him physically ill

he’s tried to get his publicist and his agent to make protection contracts for you to a point that it’s made you a lil embarrassed

he’s not trying to be pushy or anything, he truly just wants to protect you as much as he can

there was probably a time where a guy hit on you in public when he was in a bad mood and Rory literally threw a punch SO FAST-

it got him on TMZ but it did no issue to his career

if anything he got trending on Twitter

“BABY LOOK! IM ON TWITTER AGAIN!”

“...”

“...tHAT WASN’T A GOOD SENTENCE WAS IT?”

“Nope. But you tried.”

if you guys get in any fights, it’s because of how much he doesn’t enjoy taking breaks in between movies

he likes to keep busy and as such, you lose a bit of time with him

his temper is kinda harsh too, and h does get kinda moody

this leads to a small handful of fights and scuffles

you both hate them and you finally convince him to take a break for a year

it’s allllllll Rory time

and from then on, he schedules his conflicts to also suit time with you SO much better

He loves you

And you love him

And he’d never want it any other way