#then i thought-- why am i wasting my time on this

[wendichester]

hi! A fan here! Can you please do a dean x reader where she's a substitute teacher at the school that makes the supernatural play, she turns out to be a hunter as well and she's on the same case as the Winchesters. Thank you so much!

✮⋆˙ the substitute,

summary. the real winchesters come to join the supernatural musical

pairing. dean winchester x reader

wordcount. 554

notes. thank you so so much for requesting, lovely 😙

The first time Dean sees you, you’re standing at the front of a high school auditorium, wrangling a bunch of teenagers who clearly couldn’t care less about whatever speech you’re giving.

“…And remember, if you forget your lines, just keep going,” you say, clapping your hands. “The audience doesn’t know you messed up unless you tell them.”

Dean leans toward Sam, who’s sitting beside him in the back row. “I don’t get it. Why the hell are we wasting time at a school play?”

Sam sighs. “Because kids keep disappearing from the drama department. And—” He gestures toward the giant banner above the stage.

Supernatural: The Musical!

Dean groans. “Right. ‘Cause that nightmare needed to make a comeback.”

Before Sam can reply, you spot them. Your gaze flickers over the two men in the back, assessing. Then, with a quick word to the students, you step down from the stage and make a beeline for them.

Dean straightens, expecting some kind of lecture about visitor passes or whatever, but when you reach them, you cross your arms and smirk.

“You must be the Winchesters.”

Dean blinks. “Uh—sorry, what?”

You tilt your head. “You guys aren’t as sneaky as you think. And you definitely don’t look like parents of a student here.”

Sam shoots Dean a See? look.

Dean recovers fast, flashing you his signature grin. “Depends. If we say yes, do we get detention?”

You don’t take the bait. Instead, you gesture toward the exit. “Let’s take this outside.”

Dean exchanges a look with Sam before following you into the hallway.

The second the doors swing shut behind them, you turn on your heel. “So, which one of you is the genius who thought it was a good idea to work a case without checking if another hunter was already on it?”

Dean blinks. “Excuse me?”

You raise an eyebrow. “I’ve been here for three weeks investigating these disappearances, and then you two waltz in, stepping all over my toes.”

“You’re a hunter?” Sam asks, surprised.

“Yup.” You pull a small flask from your pocket, unscrewing the lid and taking a swig. “Been tracking this thing since the first kid vanished.”

Dean crosses his arms, studying you. He’s met plenty of hunters in his time, but none quite like you. You seem… comfortable here. Like you actually like the whole teacher thing.

“So, what’s the play?” he asks.

You grin. “Oh, that’s easy. I keep being a responsible adult, and you two try not to traumatize any more students while I figure out where this thing is hiding.”

Dean huffs a laugh. “And what exactly is this thing?”

You hesitate. “Still working on that part.”

Sam frowns. “The bodies—”

“Never found.” You nod. “No sulfur, no EMF, no signs of witchcraft. Just kids vanishing without a trace.”

Dean scratches his jaw, intrigued despite himself. “Alright, teach. You got room for two more on this field trip?”

You smirk. “That depends.”

“On what?”

Your eyes flicker to his. “How well you can follow instructions.”

Dean’s grin is slow and lazy. “Sweetheart, you have no idea how good I am at taking direction.”

Sam groans. “Oh my God.”

You laugh, shaking your head. “Fine, Winchester. You’re in.”

And just like that, the case—and whatever this is between you and Dean—just got a whole lot more interesting.

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[ezumisworld]

Grumpy- Emo Bf x Nonchalant Gf Part 2 ft. Sae

Rin didn’t like a lot of things.

He didn’t like crowded places, unnecessary conversations, or people who wasted his time. But above all, he didn’t like his older brother, Sae.

Unfortunately for him, you got along with Sae just fine.

The three of you sat in a café, an awkward energy settling between the two brothers while you sipped your drink, as unbothered as ever. Sae had a lazy smirk on his face, while Rin looked seconds away from getting up and leaving.

“So, you’re still dealing with my little brother’s mood swings?” Sae asked, swirling his coffee.

“Yep,” you responded without hesitation, taking another sip. “Kinda entertaining, honestly.”

Rin glared at you, jaw clenching. “You’re supposed to be on my side.”

“I am. I just like seeing you mad. It’s cute.”

Sae chuckled, making Rin’s glare darken. “See? I like them,” Sae said, looking at you approvingly. “You have good taste. Questionable, since you’re dating Rin, but good otherwise.”

Rin let out an irritated scoff, crossing his arms. “Why the hell did you even agree to meet up?”

You blinked, setting your drink down. “Felt like it. Plus, it’s funny watching you two act like feral cats.”

Sae smirked. “I like them even more now.”

“Shut up.” Rin shot back, barely resisting the urge to throw something at his brother.

You stretched, standing up. “Well, I got what I came for.”

Rin stared at you, eyes narrowing. “What exactly was that?”

“To see you all riled up.” You grabbed your bag, placing a quick kiss on his cheek before turning to Sae. “Nice seeing you.”

Sae gave you a lazy wave. “Likewise.”

Rin, still frozen from the unexpected display of affection, scowled as you left the café, completely unbothered.

Sae chuckled. “Yeah, you’re doomed.”

“Shut up.”

Author’s note 🎀

Hello everyone, thank you for the love given from my previous posts 😘 yall are so cute. So here another works of mine featuring Sae 😜

I’m open for any requests btw ✌️

Anddddd should i make a series for this 🤔 share some of yall thoughts !!

-ezumi 🎀

[tacobacoyeet]

please pretty please tell us all about those terrible things you think about when goon to Josh and his hairy bush. p l ez. you thoughts are safe with us.

hairy!patrick zweig x reader

tw smut!!! i love overcomplicating things so i couldn't just answer the ask outright sorry anon! although i probably should've because not only is this so gross and not at all proofread it's also super self-indulgent lol

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- the sun is already starting to set by the time patrick is slamming the door to your shared place

- he’s been out on the tennis courts since the early morning, practicing for an upcoming match

- he’s pissed. you’re not sure why, but you know him well enough to assume that he’s getting in his head, that his drills weren’t as easy as they usually are 

- “hey, baby,” you greet him as he enters, sliding some cold water over to him as he throws his bag down

- he’s still all sweaty and his muscles are so tense and his curly hair is flopping everywhere and even though he’s all mad all you can think about is that he’s so hot

- he generally opts to work out in tanks and muscle tees so right now while he’s stretching and reaching for the water you’re catching glimpses of his well-kept pit hair

- patrick’s always been a hairy guy, ever since he was a kid. puberty hit and not only did he shoot up but he was the first in his class to start sprouting a mustache and beard

- so he knows how to take care of his body hair and he also knows not to shave it all off- he’s not trying to give the same pre-pubescent vibes as his best friend, art

- anyway, you’re trying to focus on his voice as he rants animatedly about everything that went wrong today but it’s really hard to do that when you’re watching some lingering sweat bead down his forehead and down his face and neck 

-  and fantasizing about licking it up

- and his shirt is all damp and everything so he pulls it off and holy jesus fuck you’re gone

- like yes his abs are beautiful and he has gorgeous toned muscles and supple skin and that perfect slutty little waist but that is not your point of focus

- you’re looking at that stunning contrast of dark against light

- the light dusting of black hair against his white skin and the way it grows as it trails down and down and down

- the thick stripe of it that starts from his abs and trails beneath his low hanging shorts—god, why did he always have to wear them so low?

- and now you’re too lost in thought that you’re staring at him and he’s not even mad. 

- he’s snapping his fingers at you, laughing a little like “babe are you even listening?”

- and your eyes snap back up like “of course i am!” but the moment he starts talking again you’re daydreaming about letting his big hand hold the back of your head while he buries himself far enough down your throat for your nose to be buried in that bush

- he’s snorting at you because he knows you’re long gone at this point. “jeez, i thought i was the horny one. c’mere”

- and you don’t waste a second

- you start by kissing his lips all sloppy, but then you trail your mouth across his jaw, down his neck, his collarbone, licking up the taste of the salt on his skin

- he’s just watching you because he thinks you’re so perfect and he loves how absolutely obsessed with him you are

- he also loves having someone who matches his freak

- he definitely groans when you twirl your tongue around and across each of his nipples

- and his hand is already in your hair while you lick across every little dip and crevice of his abs

- allllll the way down to that sexy v-line

- and you glance up at him for a moment before you pull his shorts off to make sure he’s okay with it

- and this man is practically foaming at the mouth like “don’t you dare stop now”

- and so you don’t

- the moment his dick is springing free you’re taking him to the hilt

- and just staying there for a moment while his bush tickles your nose

- and you just breathe it in 

- “you gonna suck my cock or do i have to do it for you?”

- he doesn’t really wait for a response, he just grabs you by your hair and starts fucking your mouth

- every little choking noise or gasp that escapes you really only makes him go harder

- and as soon as he sees the tears pricking at your eyes and the drool dripping down your chin he’s grinning like he just won the open

- “you were so desparate earlier baby?? now you’re crying??”

- he’s so big and your mouth is so warm and wet and small and tight around him

- and you can’t help yourself. you have to bring one of your hands down so you can rub your clit with as much vigor as he’s fucking your mouth with

- “filthy little thing. so fucking sexy. so greedy.”

- you’re so perfect that he’s shooting his load down your throat within minutes and immediately pulling you up so that he can stuff his fingers inside you and finish you off

- his big, ridged fingers and his hairy knuckles. yes those ones

- and once your pussy is finally done spasming around them he’s pulling them out of you and licking the taste of you off of his fingers

- and then he’s grinning at you. making fun of you for getting so worked up by his body hair

- “you’re such a freak, babe”

- and you just give him a look because… he’s a fucking hypocrite

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[sturnsblogs]

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆More than best-friends‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆

Chapter 13: Only You.

For months, Chris had been trying to prove to you that he wanted everything with you.

That he wasn’t going anywhere. That this wasn’t just some temporary feeling for him—it was real, it was permanent, and he needed you to know that.

Ever since the night you finally admitted your feelings for each other, everything had changed. You made it official soon after, and Chris had been nothing but devoted to you since. Every day, he found a new way to remind you how much he loved you, how much he needed you.

And he did it in every way possible—through words, through actions, and especially through the endless messages he sent, reminding you every single day that you were his, and he was yours.

01: Morning Messages

Chris: Good morning, my love. I hope you slept well. I woke up thinking about you (shocker, I know), and I just need you to know how much I love you. Like, it’s actually insane how obsessed I am with you. If I could spend every second with you, I would. And if anyone tries to ruin your day today, let me know. I’ll handle it. Love you, baby.

You: You’re so dramatic, you know that?

Chris: Not dramatic, just very in love with my girl.

You: Fine. I love you too.

Chris: Damn right you do.

—

Chris: Princess, wake up. The sun’s out, the birds are chirping, and I miss you.

You: Chris, it’s 7 AM.

Chris: Exactly. That means you’ve already wasted at least 7 hours not being in my arms.

You: Christopher.

Chris: Sweetheart.

You: I need sleep.

Chris: You need me.

02: Random Check-Ins

Chris: Baby, have you eaten today? Drank water? Taken a deep breath?

You: Yes, dad.

Chris: Shut up, I just care about my girl.

You: I know, I know. I love you.

Chris: Damn right you do.

—

Chris: I just saw a couple walking down the street, holding hands, looking all cute, and you know what I thought?

You: What?

Chris: That should be us. Except you’d probably be dragging me into some random store because you saw something “cute” that you absolutely needed to have.

You: First of all, correct. Second of all, it’s called retail therapy.

Chris: And what am I called?

You: My personal ATM.

Chris: Wow. Love that for me.

03: Soft Reassurances

You: I just don’t want to lose you, Chris.

Chris: You won’t, baby. I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me.

You: Promise?

Chris: On everything. Now stop worrying and come let me love on you.

—

You: Sometimes I feel like I’m too much.

Chris: Baby, you are everything to me. I love the way you are, every single part of you. There’s no such thing as “too much” when it comes to you. If anything, I just want more of you.

You: More?

Chris: Yes, baby. More laughs, more kisses, more late-night talks, more waking up next to you. I want everything with you.

04: When He’s Extra Soft

Chris: You know what my favorite thing is?

You: What?

Chris: The way you look at me. Like I’m the only person in the world. That look right there? That’s what keeps me breathing.

You: Oh my god, Chris.

Chris: What? It’s the truth. I’ll never get tired of looking at you, baby.

—

Chris: I was having a bad day, but then I thought about you, and suddenly everything felt better.

You: Chris…

Chris: Baby, I’m serious. You’re my peace. My safe place. My favorite person. I don’t think you’ll ever understand just how much I love you.

You: You’re gonna make me cry.

Chris: Come cry in my arms, then. I’ll hold you forever, angel.

05: Late-Night Messages

Chris: Falling asleep without you is so hard, baby. My bed feels empty. My arms feel useless. I keep rolling over expecting you to be there, and when you’re not, I sigh dramatically to myself like I’m in a sad movie. Just come over already.

You: Chris, I am literally in my pajamas.

Chris: Perfect. Less time wasted when you get here.

You: Why are you even up so late?

Chris: Thinking about you.

You: Chris.

Chris: What? My brain literally refuses to shut off when you exist.

You: Do I live in your head rent-free?

Chris: Baby, you own the damn penthouse in my head. Fully furnished.

—

Chris didn’t care about anything or anyone else anymore.

Avery? She was nothing but a bad memory. He didn’t waste a second thinking about her—because his mind, his heart, his everything belonged to you now.

You weren’t second choice. You never had been. And every day, Chris proved that to you in a million little ways.

When he held your hand absentmindedly while driving. When he showed up at your place just because he missed you. When he kissed your forehead and mumbled, “Mine,” against your skin like he was afraid you’d disappear.

And especially when he texted you things like:

Chris: I don’t care about anything that came before us, baby. I don’t care about her. I don’t care about my past. The only thing I care about is my future—and that’s you. Just you.

And deep down, you knew.

You had nothing to be afraid of anymore.

Because Chris was yours.

Completely.

Unconditionally.

Forever.

└── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘

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CHAPTER 12

[whochromatic]

I want to buy the Ghost Story Working Characters' lost body parts.

If there was a way to buy everyone's body parts, I wouldn't hesitate to put them in my cart and keep them on display. I want to have everyone's lost body parts. The hand, the eye, the legs, the arm, the mind, the mind, the mind. I wish to keep the parts that my favorites have lost. It doesn't matter which one. I want to take them and replace my parts with theirs. I would rather pay for them than just take them. I want to give what's worth of each and every one of them, but I doubt I could match it even if I were to offer every centimeter of what makes up of me. But either way, I want to keep it all. Please give me their body parts. I want to hold them, stare at them, and put them on me. No amount words can express how much I desire them. Why is this one of the only few mediums that can be used for expression? This world setting is so inefficient. But what can I do? What can I do.

Where can I find the entrance to Death Lane? The section with everyday goods? Surely they have Baek Saheon's eye there, right? I want it. It would be nice to have it, but I'm afraid that I may crush it. If I eat it, I won't be able to see it again. Then, if I take out my left eye, I can put his inside of my socket.

Where can I find Eun Haje hand? Surely the teachers didn't just discard it, yes? How wasteful it would be if they did. They'd have no sense of value at all! How could they just leave the decapitated heads and bodies without storing them somewhere safe?? It would be great if they did. I want to hold Eun Haje's cut off hand. The lines on the palm, the length and width of the fingers, the texture of the skin, the state of the nails..

Kim Soleum's, too. I want his arm. It's so dissapointing that his arm was cooked and dissapeared. Did anyone even get to eat it? Honestly, I would prefer it raw. But even if I were to encounter it in it's cooked state, I would be very pleased. No, how could I say just "very pleased"? Do you know why you beg for even a real glimpse of their parts? It's because you can't. It would take more than a miracle to fulfill your delusions. Yes, I would like to have a taste of it. Kim Soleum who diligently grilled and prepared the meat by himself, from himself... it's everything. I have replayed in my head hundreds of times a feast with his arm in my hands. Every slice ends up in my stomach. God can take any of my remaining internal organs but my stomach.

But as much as I'd love to digest Kim Soleum's arm raw, I'd rather keep it and do as much as I can with it without damaging it. Did I already say that? But how could I bear to damage a holy relic such as it? If possible, I would like to use it in my rituals and worship it and bow and pray to it, and, oh, no, no, yeah. I wish to wear his right arm on my body, but it would be too presumptuous, wouldn't it? It's such a shame that I am nothing more than dust in the face of God. Ah, but my worldly desires... no, this is why should cleanse myself of sins and the thought of committing more offenses. But I truly want it on me. What should I do? Insolent.

Even the parts that will be lost in the future. I would like to buy them. I wonder how much it would cost if I were to genuinely buy them. Would it be priced the same way body parts are usually priced? I'm sure there would be some twists. I'm worried that I wouldn't be able to afford them if it happened... it's so sad. I am crying. Do you see the tears rolling off my cheeks? I don't think you can. Me neither. But even as a piece of text, I mourn the inability to purchase such precious goods. Why must our plane of realities be so distant? I thought it would be possible since I too....me too...

How many more tears must I shed for my desire to be fulfilled? Would they all serve as proper payment for their body parts? I wish not to personally dissect my favorites(oh, but I do. I do.) and aqcuire those that they have lost along the way. After all, wouldn't it be more credible if I did? Not taken by the hands of a parasitic intruder, but by natural flavorings dyed from the story personally crafted by the esteemed creator. I want it. It's so dissapointing. Please let me have them. I will buy them. Take my body and life, but return, give me even a single one. Please? Just one. No, I would to have as much as possible. I beg. This, nature,,, nature.... their boddd yyPPPPPPPPPP

I'm sorry.

[markantonys]

okay so i will admit the way they kept talking about rhuidean i thought it would be the last ep and not the fourth so in that sense i was a tiny bit let down. HOWEVER josha's acting was fantastic and i really loved all the glimpses of backstory (that sweetheart lewin and the bi aiel who was given the sa'angreal were my faves). i also loved the reveal that the aiel and tuatha'an are actually connected - or were, it was fascinating!

shoutout to the little randlayne moment that had me giggling and kicking my legs and also to the appearance of the shaido and couladin. pretty sure sevanna murdered her husband but her headdress was impeccable. also couladin saying rand was like a woman i know what you are!! hopefully they interact at least once more before the end :))

nice!!! with this episode being a fan favorite for book fans, i've been particularly interested in show-only reactions - i'm glad that it worked well for you guys too and that the reveal of the aiel & tuatha'an shared history was exciting!

yeah, rhuidean is basically the first thing rand does upon arriving in the waste in the books as well, so the show's placement aligns with that, but i can definitely see why you'd gotten the impression that it was going to be the season finale based on all the hype the cast and rafe have been giving it during press! but there should still be some good stuff coming for the waste storyline in the second half of the season, and i'm quite excited to think about how almost everything we know about that storyline (from interviews, trailers, etc) has been in these first 4 episodes, so there could be some fun new stuff in store in the back half that we haven't gotten many peeks at yet. we'll see, we'll see!

josha killed it in this episode!! playing so many different characters and making them all feel distinct and different from each other! those two you mentioned were definitely my favorites too <3 there i was thinking "maybe i can imagine that lewin and Pseudo Mat ended up falling in love after being banished together" and then rafe went and gave me a canon queer randcestor a couple scenes later! thank you for my life!

i was so thrilled with the rand & avi stuff in this episode, i've been eagerly awaiting more interactions for them since they didn't have much in eps2-3, and this one delivered! avi starting the episode by picking a fight with him and slamming him to the ground for no reason (rand getting a new kink unlocked) and then we find out SHE is running from her duty and she's taking her feelings out on him, and then they get that moment to connect in the immediate aftermath of their lifechanging rhuidean experiences. and her calling him wetlander again but a liiiiittle more affectionately now and him smiling about it this time haha <3

sevanna and couladin, if you want a third i am AVAILABLE love to see a hot evil power couple! (i'm actually not sure if they're a couple, i can't remember if that's the case in the books. we will find out! but sevanna is definitely giving "all my husbands die in Mysterious Circumstances whenever i just so happen to come across a better husband candidate" we stan) and i forgot about couladin microaggressing rand djfkgj he should kiss him about it!! i want to see my foretelling of a homoerotic rivalry fulfilled!

[patrocles]

*guy who knows fuck all about twilight voice* i cannot even begin to describe how interested i am in your extremely specific thoughts on twilight. especially in regard to its takes on classism

I appreciate you so much for saying that especially since everything following this will be so deeply incoherent.

This is mainly in regards to the films since I've seen them recently and I haven't read the books since I was like 14.

The thing about Twilight is that the two defining discourses that dominated this series were "Is Bella a bad Feminist" and "Team Edward vs Team Jacob".

The idea that Bella (aged 17), upon meeting Edward (aged 109) and begins dating him, is ready to give up everything in her life to marry him, die, and become a vampire and devoting her entire life to him; does this set back womanhood decades or is this simply Bella exercising her free will. And the other being which guy is better for Bella, the mega wealthy Edward who can provide everything for her or working class poor Jacob who's the childhood friend.

Twilight didnt define the tropes of love triangles or even the concept of the girl plucked from obscurity and given the fairytale life by someone so insanely rich who could have chosen anyone but still chooses her. It's not even an objectively bad fantasy to explore. But I think what's kinda unique to Twilight and I think what a lot of bad booktok romance novels can trace their tropes back to in Twilight, is this idea that wealth can excuse any wrong-doing.

Edward is deeply controlling of Bella, he's condescending and belittles her, he grooms her, he leaves her deeply traumatized when he randomly abandons her in the second book/novel to the point of near catatonic depression. But ultimately at the end of the day it's fine because what Edward can provide for Bella makes it all worth it! He can take her places and buy her things, of course she'll be humble but that's why she's so #real. Hell it doesn't even matter that we don't even know what they even like about each other beyond mutual obsession and possession in the general sense. And this is something that's so pervasive in the romance genre, it's what spawned 50 Shades specifically. Abuse, physical or emotional, is excused by obscene wealth because what's temporary discomfort and domineering misogyny to private jets and mansions.

If we're being honest, the question of whether or not Bella is a good or bad feminist character is sort of moot when what we're actually seeing is just a sad story of an emotionally isolated girl have her entire existence wrapped up in Edward and know that she's never going to have a come-to-Jesus moment and value her own self worth over Edward. There's a scene in Eclipse when she tells Jacob that immediately after graduation, she's going to marry Edward and become a vampire like him. Jacob is angry about this but it's not even a "pick him over me" moment, but as a friend who doesn't want to see his best friend give up her entire existence to this guy. Even says, "he's got his hooks in you so deep". There's another scene when her father, (the MVP), just wants her to see her other friends outside of Edward and have some sort of life outside of Edward and it's almost like a metatextual awareness that SOMEONE in this story recognizes that Bella is being groomed and that this is all really REALLY toxic. It's a horror story! But of course it immediately pivots back to star crossed lovers bullshit because LOOK, Edward took her to a private island and they can travel the world. But more than anything it feels like they’re trying to establish a sort or attempt at a balance but what’s scary is knowing that Jacob and Charlie’s concerns and reservations are essentially pointless and empty compared to Edward’s financial and physical capabilities and the depth of his grooming in Bella. It’s actually charming that Charlie thinks he can realistically stand a chance against Edward if he really wanted to establish true parental control over his child. Like it’s genuinely sad to watch, actually.

And sure, so much of that we can write off as just being dated at worst. But definitely not end of the world stuff especially considering where that kind of trope has grown into way more severe cases of straight of kidnap/rape fantasy in mafia romance erotica we see today. Which is kind of MAD when you think about what teen girls were reading in the 00s versus what the teens of today are reading. I guess thanks Steph for being Mormon and keeping it PG???

But for ME, PERSONALLY, what's been kinda itching my brain in relation to this is how this pertains to Jacob. It is hard to view Twilight as mere late 00s nostalgia campy mess when I think about how absolutely awful Jacob is treated by the narrative for the sole crime of not being Edward, and by extension, wealthy. This isn't even about which guy was better for Bella, but how the story decides it was necessary for the reader to know that Jacob was NOT the correct option. He goes from earnest good guy who genuinely cares for Bella's physical and emotional well being as just a friend to her when Edward abandoned her, to basically a fucking incel who can't respect boundaries, and then Edward and Bella's lapdog in their happily ever after for no other reason than the narrative demanding it happen for Bella and Edward to be together. And for you the reader to want that to happen.

I've never been able to divorce the racial and classist undertones to this narrative choice to this. In a lot of media that came after that deals with love triangles, the "Jacob archetype" eventually became the often times not white, best friend, good guy type who was never really The One, but just another option for our Main Girl to explore until she gets back to the The One.

But thing is, Jacob was never just random guy option 2. He was working class poor and indigenous. A lot of his character is defined by this and his culture. And this HONESTLY made the Cullens animosity towards Jacob and the Pack kind of actually ridiculous and racist. Like I get Steph was just using the trope of Vampires and Werewolves: eternal enemies, but that isn't really applicable here when the shapeshifting isn't an trait that can be passed on to anyone like vampirism, but something unique to these specific people whose land they're infringing upon. So the little side digs and remarks and the absolute audacity that the Quileutes are just being so unreasonable when the Cullens have the money and means to live anywhere, but choose this boundary of a poor people who're merely trying to keep what's theirs, and we're still supposed to root for the Cullens because they're the Good Ones is like........... girl okay.

And this is all completely secondary to the way Steph appropriated the Quileute tribe, fucked around with their cultural traditions to invent her own lore, never financially compensated the tribe despite her and the producers of the films making MILLIONS, and two of the actors featured in the first film were recast for New Moon because they wouldn't cut their hair. BUT I DIGRESS.

I watched the New Moon special features where Chaske Spencer (who plays Sam) talks about how Jacob's house was extremely authentic to places he lived on his reservation. I'm not indigenous, but I did grow up working class poor and I personally always loved that this was a factor to Jacob and the pack. It didn't define them as people, but provided a sort of grounding depth and relatability that makes you want to explore them more. It isn't a lot but it's something. And hell, even Bella comes from a working class background which I genuinely liked especially as a youth when I'm trying to find some way to connect to this perfectly pretty white character.

But what's kinda frustrating in so many ways is how despite the alleged importance of Jacob and the Pack to the overall story, they are shelved so much. So we really don't get to see them, explore them as characters, their dynamics, and the tribe much as much as they could have been except for the very few times it's relevant to Bella and Edward. And given that Breaking Dawn specifically was TWO FILMS, there was no excuse for it. And it feels insulting to have the concept of the Pack, but we have to save our precious screen time for Bella and Edward playing chess.

I don’t even think people really understand just how almost non existent it is to see authentic depictions of lower/working class people in these kinds of stories. If you’ve never grown up poor it’s probably not something you even notice, just how default upper middle class almost everything (especially in YA) actually is. I think it’s something people don’t want to have to tackle so it just gets avoided? Unless we specifically need the 1 side character who is The Poor Friend, we need to have characters be in financially comfortable positions so the Plot can happen without having to worry about pesky things like bills. And so again, in that sort of authenticity it’s a double edged sword because while that is great to have included in a series like this, the classist undertones are so pervasive in how so much of Edward’s allure to Bella is rooted in wealth. A sort of inherent superiority to her own simple, non important life because of the trappings of his dress, his car, his mansion. There’s an unearned moral goodness that’s applied to Edward because of how we as a society view wealthy people as being inherently good and well meaning despite their actions consistently contradicting this. And it isn’t hard to see the ways in which this grooms Bella and that we the viewer must applaud this, cheer this, and would be aghast and disgusted if Bella was put off by the grandeur and wealth and wanted nothing to do with it because why would you possibly give that up? Again she can have the allusion of financial independence with a cute little job, but we know it isn’t necessary. We arent really meant to support the Quileute’s animosity towards the Cullens because they’re being irrational despite having bigger stakes that are considered frivolous and irrelevant to the Cullens (like retaining land autonomy). The best that Jacob could ever achieve in this story is to be at service to the Cullens and that’s meant to be a happy ending for him. Whatever his hopes and dreams were are inherently inferior to how important being the guard dog to a half vampire miracle child.

So yeah. I get the whole Twilight Renaissance, I get why people go back to it especially as it pertains to girlhood nostalgia. The soundtracks remain in constant rotation. I get why people want to reclaim the thing that made them happy in their youth when society shamed them for it as being just Cringe Girl Stuff. But for ME, it is hard for me to watch these and not be icked with how a lot of things were portrayed especially when it could have been a better story.

[doverstar]

can't express accurately how happy it makes me that c.s. lewis did not leave room for many interpretations in narnia. it's christian and you can't get around it. susan chose to care more about worldly things than what matters and he said what he said. the lion is Jesus. evil is evil and good is good and people have to choose. and that makes some readers angry because it's nearly impossible to ignore and they want to ignore it. they want it to be something else and they can't make it something else without making it not narnia. love that. that is doing it right

[khaoneowie]

in another universe..

[rileys-battlecats]

was trying to figure out why I feel so Wrong rn and I think it's because I didn't follow my usual daily routine like At All and now my brain is freaking out. woke up at a vastly different time, had entirely different tasks throughout the day, took a nap at a weird time (to make up for the fact I had about 3 hours of sleep last night), zero human contact for the past 15 hours, and ate different food from usual (various leftovers from social events/thanksgiving, instead of cooking for myself like normal). and before I really realized that these were all things that were Bad For My Brain I was just wandering around my house like "why do I feel like garbage?? I've literally been outside so much today my brain should be happy"

ANYWAY here's to me not remembering I have issues with unstructured living because my days have been so similar for the past 4ish years that I straight up Forgot that things being too different too fast makes me crazy ✌️

[ganondoodle]

been sitting at my desk for 3 hours just trying to decide if it would be better to draw or to write on the totk rant document, not doing either

[fallingapart2dream]

I hate when the voices around me fade because I cannot stop wondering if i even matter.

[k-issclub]

ik it’s kind of a hardcore blog, but i am still a person & talking to me like this isn’t okay😥 i blocked them after i said no, so they won’t bother me again but like PLEASE be aware that im actually human & should be treated & talked to like 1😥❤️

[artlyloser]

the 2000s kid urge to just rant to a camera about the things I'm currently obsessed with

[mimiyanna]

Stealing this image from twitter and bringing it over here, because holy shit, some of the clowns I have been seeing talk about the game lately.

[monster-noises]

The dawning and unfathomable horror of looking around realizing... Well I haven't really done much have I?