#there could've been like an interesting lil story there

[vault81]

Just thinking about it, but it's kinda weird how your dead spouse is kinda just glossed over when it comes to the fo4 romances, besides Preston (iirc)

like my partner just died like 4 days ago but let me just romance this guy I just met, as far as I know, Preston is the only companion to actually address this in his romance. Like its just a weird writing choice to me, not to mention that the spouse gets like 2.5 seconds of screentime and gets only a few mentions during the main quest.

[preciosapascal]

Trouble

Summary: You planned to spend the summer at Sarah's, but you show up a day early and she’s not there. Joel doesn't mind.

Word Count: 6k

Pairing: Best Friends Dad!Joel Miller x f!reader

Warnings/info: 18+ MINORS DNI, pics for mood only, no outbreak au, reader is early-mid 20's and Joel is 47, pet names (darling, baby, ect), SMUT, unprotected p in v (reader is on the pill), one or two uses of pussy pronouns, dirty talk, alcohol consumption, Joel is a lil bit of a perv

A/N: i'm honestly blown away by the amount of love my last story got! thank you so much! been on and off writing this one for a couple of weeks. i hope you enjoy, feedback is much appreciated! if you're interested in my other stories, here's my masterlist 💝

Being best friends with Sarah has it's perks, main one being that she's an amazing friend and you've been inseparable since you met a couple years back in college. Another being you got to spend the last two summers at her house. And the other perk being that her dad is hot. Like really hot.

When you first met him, you thought he was a grumpy bastard, and he can be, but he warmed up to you the more time you spent at the house. You'd share beers with him some evenings, Sarah there too - and tell him all about college, your family and anything else that came up during the conversation.

You once mentioned to Sarah that you thought her dad was 'handsome', putting it lightly, and she laughed her ass off - then told him. You could've died on the spot when she brought it up over pizza that night but you stood your ground, fighting the embarrassment.

"Just being honest." you shrugged, nudging Sarah before glancing at Joel and trying to gauge his reaction. He just laughed quietly, shaking his head. He liked it, whether he'd ever admit it or not.

You laugh at the memory as you drive to their house to stay for the summer for the third year running. Music playing, windows down and a duffle bag full of half of your closet in the trunk. When you arrive you decide you'll grab your bag later and lock your car before walking toward the front door and knocking.

Joel answers after a few seconds, a small smile on his lips. "Afternoon, trouble.”

You're very thankful for the sunglasses that sit on your face as you fully check out the gorgeous man in front of you. Plaid shirt, blue jeans, greying hair combed back. How does he look better every time you see him?

"Sarah's out, staying with Tommy and Maria to babysit while they renovate, not due back till tomorrow mornin'. She not tell you?..."

"Ah shit, no no - she did, I completely forgot." you reply, realising you mixed up the days. The original plan was to come today until Sarah texted you last week to make it a day later, which slipped your mind.

Joel leans against the doorframe, arms crossing over his broad chest; a sympathetic smile graces his lips. He eyes you for a moment, taking in your appearance.

You sigh, pushing your sunglasses up to rest on top of your head. Joel stifles a small chuckle, making you laugh and then pout. "Not funny."

He can’t help but laugh softly to himself at your pouty expression, "Poor darlin’.” he muses teasingly then nods his head into the house, “Come on in, anyway.” he steps aside, giving you room to enter.

"You sure? You don't have to invite me in out of pity." you laugh, though you're internally screaming at the thought of being alone with him.

Joel light-heartedly rolls his eyes and tuts. He gestures to the couch that peeks from around the side of the door. “Make yourself at home, m'gonna grab us a beer if y'want one?" he asks, turning to you as he walks towards the kitchen and you nod in response.

Once you get settled on the couch, Joel fully disappears into the kitchen, and reappears a moment later with two beers. He takes a seat in the chair adjacent from the couch, hands you a beer he opened for you already then opens his own.

It’s quiet for a few beats as he flips the cap off, then Joel says, “No boyfriend or anything yet then?."

You thank him for the beer and then scoff a laugh at his question. "Nah, had a few flings here and there but nothing serious, y'know?" you reply before sipping the cold beer. "

Joel takes a swig of his beer, watching you with a curious expression. “That right? Ain’t found the right guy yet? Cause I'm having trouble understanding what would make a guy not want to stick around.”

You shake your head as you swallow your mouthful, feeling a blush threatening to appear at his comment. "I’m not trying to settle down right now. Whatever happens, happens."

Joel chuckles in response then took another swig from his beer. “You're a bit of a free spirit, aintcha?” he teases, his eyes crinkled at the corners.

"I guess so." you smile, crossing one leg over the other.

Joel’s gaze slowly travels down to your ripped jeans clad legs. Damn, he thinks to himself, you look good. He averts his gaze, forcing himself to think about literally anything else.

"What about you then, hm? No girlfriend yet?" you throw his question right back at him.

Joel scoffs and shakes his head. “Nah, m’not looking either.”

You huff a laugh at the similarity in your answers, yet for some reason, as if it means well for you - your stomach flutters.

"I hear ya." you say, holding your beer out towards him with a playful grin.

Joel mirrors your action and brings his own bottle up to clink it against yours. “To bein’ single, then. Damn, what a depressing toast.”

You laugh, agreeing with him. “To being single." you repeat before you both sip from your bottles.

Silence falls over the room, but it's not awkward, it's comfortable. Joel couldn’t help but steal another glance at you, shamelessly eyeing your figure for a few moments while you checked your phone.

“Guess I’d better grab my bag out of my car.” you sigh, standing up and stretching. Then you pause. “Sarah did tell you I’m staying for the whole summer again, right?”

Joel nods his head in affirmation, “She did. You're welcome to stay tonight too, sweetheart. I'll keep outta your hair."

You smile and nod, placing your beer down before he continues. "Stayin’ here for the whole summer another year running, huh?” he's immediately hit with memories of how loud you and Sarah can get.

"Mhm. Lucky you." you retort with a cheeky grin before grabbing your car keys.

Joel chuckles and shakes his head, rolling his eyes dramatically. “Real lucky.” he says sarcastically as you disappear to fetch your bag. He has another gulp of his beer, his gaze lingering on the spot on the couch where you were sitting.

Joel looks over at you with raised eyebrows when you re-enter the house, taking in how big your duffle bag is. “Geez, how much stuff you got in there?”

“Enough for the whole summer, hopefully. Gonna take this upstairs to Sarah’s room.” you grab the handles, attempting to lift it yet you struggled earlier and your neighbour kindly offered to help lift it into your car because you couldn't lift it high enough to shove it into the trunk.

Joel watches in amusement for a minute as you struggle then he stands up and walks over to you, putting a hand on your arm to stop you. "Woah, woah, hold on. Lemme help you with that, darlin'."

He gently takes the bag off of your shoulder, his fingers grazing your shoulder. "What're you packin' in here? Rocks?"

"Clothes, shoes, accessories, y'know...girl stuff." you move back, opening and closing your hand a few times to get the feeling back.

Joel slings the bag over his shoulder as if it weighs nothing, and you feel a jolt of arousal shoot though you as wonder if he could lift you just as effortlessly.

What you don't realise is that Joel can practically feel your gaze on him the whole time, making him smirk to himself. When he gets to the top he turns around with a smug smile on his face.

"See? Wasn't so hard was it?" he says teasingly, holding that bag up with one hand to prove his point.

"Yeah, yeah." you reply, waving him off.

He playfully rolls his eyes before he walks into Sarah's room, setting your bag down with a thud. You thank him as he descends the stairs before walking back to your spot on the couch and taking your beer.

Joel settles back into his seat. Another comfortable silence washes over the two of you briefly until Joel brakes it.

“Soo,” he drawls, a playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips as his gaze meets yours. “How much trouble you plan on causing during your lil’ visit?”

You lean back into the sofa more and exhale an amused puff of air from your nose. "Oh, tons, obviously."

Joel chuckles at your response, shaking his head slightly. His gaze remained on you longer than necessary. The way you were lounging back against the couch was making it difficult for him to think clearly.

“You wanna watch a movie or somethin' before I bore ya to death?” he nods towards the TV, waiting for your reply.

"Oh stop it, you're not boring but sure, a movie sounds good to me."

Joel stands up, grabbing the remote and takes a seat on the other side of the couch you're on this time, only so he could see the tv better, of course, then scrolls through the movie options. "You got a specific movie in mind, trouble'? Or am I pickin'?"

"I'll watch anything, you pick." you say, making yourself more comfy, shifting on the couch and tucking your legs under you.

He glances over at you, his gaze lingering on the way you nestled into the couch, legs tucked under, comfortable. He swallows, focusing back on the TV. He scrolls through the available movies, and after a few moments, settles on a comedy movie. When the opening credits begin to play he settles back into his seat, taking another swig of his beer. His gaze drifts to you every few minutes, he's hyper aware of your presence only one seat away.

At a particularly funny moment, out of habit, you reach out and grasp Joel's forearm as you laugh. It's something you've always done, something Sarah was used to. He jolts slightly in surprise, the touch sending tingles up his arm. He glances down at your hand on his forearm then back up to you. He can vaguely recall you doing this with Sarah but had never been on the receiving end himself.

You catch yourself, reminding yourself who you're with. "Oh god, sorry. I do it to Sarah all the time." you explain, smiling sheepishly and patting his arm before retracting your hand.

He slowly relaxes his shoulders, the corners of his lips tugged into a smile you apologize. "S'alright, no need to apologize." he says, his voice raspy, his southern drawl more evident than usual. In that moment, Joel realises just how much trouble he really is in.

The movie continues playing, but Joel finds it harder to pay attention. The feeling of your hand on him still lingered on his skin, and he found himself wanting more. Instead, he takes his last gulp of beer, his gaze shifting back to the TV. He clears his throat softly before abruptly standing up.

"Another?" he asks, shaking his empty beer bottle and nodding towards yours. You agree, handing him your empty bottle when he holds his hand out for it.

He heads to the kitchen to grab two more beers, taking a minute to collect himself.

He returns, the necks of the beer bottles between his fingers and hands one to you, sitting back down but just a bit closer this time. You notice his sleeves are rolled up now and you can't help gazing at his arms. You're unsure if it's just because they're attached to him or if he really does have nice arms. God you need to get laid soon.

You untuck your legs that now ache slightly and stretch them out before placing them on Joel's lap, a playful grin on your face.

Joel feels his heart rate quicken as you place your legs on his lap and he has to bite his tongue to prevent himself from letting out a single sound.

"Comfy, huh darlin'?" he asks, his voice a little hoarse.

You laugh a little, looking over at him. "I am. You make a great foot rest, actually."

Joel chuckles at your playful words. "Glad I could be of service." he replies, trying to ignore the way your laugh sends jolts of arousal straight to his dick. He takes another gulp of beer, his gaze flickering down and his hand almost moves on its own accord, lightly resting on your ankle.

Late afternoon turns into evening, evening turns into night as you continue watching movies and drink a couple more beers. He's become accustomed to your legs on his lap, and each time you return from making a trip to the kitchen or to the bathroom, he waits the few seconds it takes you to sit back down and rest your legs on him once more. You've both had a few more beers than intended. Joel is feeling a pleasant buzz, and he can tell that you are too.

As the night wears on, Joel gets more bold and starts slowly tracing his fingers up your calf. He only moves a little each time, testing the waters. He keeps his gaze fixed on the movie, but his mind is going wild, his heart thumping in his chest and his dick twitching in his pants.

You swallow hard as his fingers reach the bare skin between the rips in your jeans, while you're trying your hardest to seem unbothered as your eyes are also fixed on the screen.

It feels like you've got an angel and devil on your shoulders like those old cartoons. The angel is telling you that this is a bad idea, stop this right now, this is your best friends dad. Yet the devil is telling you to go for it, you want it, ride it out and hell, ride Joel too.

Joel’s fingers continue their slow journey upwards, tracing circles on the denim. He’s hyper-aware of every movement you make, every hitch in your breath. He knows he's playing a dangerous game, but right now, he doesn’t care.

Over the next few minutes, the movie long forgotten now, his fingers move further, now tracing lazy patterns on the inside of your thigh, just above your knee. He can feel the tension between you growing. He looks over at you, his gaze hooded and heavy.

You can feel his gaze and look over. When your eyes meet, a moment of pure heat and undeniable desire passes between you. There's a fire there, and it's growing with each passing second. Joel's hand continues its slow, rhythmic movement, his thumb lightly grazing the skin of your thigh. His gaze is intense, unyielding.

You mentally flick the angel off your shoulder and mutter "fuck it." before shifting your position so you're now kneeling beside him and turn his face toward you to press your lips against his.

Joel is momentarily caught off guard by your bold move. His mind is screaming this is a bad idea, but his body is singing a different tune. A low moan escapes him, his eyes fluttering shut on reflex.

His free hand immediately grasps the nape of your neck, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss. The moment his tongue flicks out to glide against yours, his restraint snaps. He grips your hips with his large hands and tugs you onto his lap.

Suddenly his lips are hot against your neck, trailing a line of kisses as his hands slide from your hips under your shirt, resting on your bare waist.

He pulls back, breathing heavy and looking at you. "C'mon, my room. Not doing this in the family room." he mumbles, pulling you up by your hand. You understand and let him lead you to his room and as soon as you're in there, you resume the position, his back against the headboard and you straddling his lap.

You moan softly as his lips and greying scruff move against your neck again. You've only imagined this hundreds of times before and now it's happening, all reasoning and goodwill and out the window.

With how easy it is for him to slip into this, and you, you're rethinking everything that's ever happened. Everything you've ever convinced yourself was Joel just being friendly, fleeting looks, touches, everything. You know for sure now it was what you thought.

“You know exactly what you’ve been doing. A-always hovering around when I’m here with Sarah…touching my back when you walk past me…” you whisper, slowly rocking your hips against his.

“Fuck, I know.” he rasps, his hands moving up to your hips, holding you in place to match your rhythm. You take your chance to place kisses on his neck. He smells faintly of cologne and a natural manly musk that makes your cunt clench around nothing.

"Always teasing me." you murmur between kisses against his neck.

Joel lets out breathy curse and rolls his head back to give you more access. His hands slide down to your ass, gripping tightly to chase the delicious friction between you. “Teasing you? Darlin’ I was trying to be a fuckin’ saint.”

You place a couple more kisses on his neck before lifting your head from his neck, moving your arms to hang loosely over his shoulders and looking him in the eye. “Yeah? Walking around in only a towel after your shower? Leaning over me at the table to grab stuff?” you continue grinding your hips down onto his as you speak.

Joel’s eyes go nearly black as you recount his actions, and it finally occurs to him that he wasn’t nearly as subtle as he thought he was, and he loves it.

He pushes you down onto his bed on your back and lifts your tank top, his calloused fingers grazing the skin of your sides.

“What about you? When you’d bend all the way over just to grab somethin' from the refrigerator when you knew I was behind you? Paradin' yourself around my house in your tiny shorts?"

You mindlessly run your nails gently up and down his arms as he hovers over you. "I knew you were watching. Always watching when I'm here, aren't you Joel?" you ask, tilting your head.

Joel yanks the fabric over your head and tosses it to the floor, his eyes roaming over your chest covered by a lacy white bra. He leans down, chest pressed against yours, and responds in a gruff tone

“Like a damn hawk, darlin’.” His large hands trail up your sides, his head dips down to graze his lips across your collar bone. “Always watchin'…listenin' to you, smellin' your sweet perfume all over my fuckin' house.” he murmurs against you.

You think back to the fact you used to spray it everywhere, hoping to god it had this sort of affect and you almost smirk.

He hums against your neck, his hands roaming down to your jeans, finger and thumb making quick work of the button. “Thought I was going crazy.” he mumbles, tugging on the zip. “Could smell you everywhere...was like torture.” he says, moving back and pulling your jeans off, throwing them aside too.

“Fuck…I imagined us like this so many times. your big hands all over me- fuck.” you whimper as his thumbs run over your hard nipples through the flimsy cups of your bra, making your back arch off the bed.

Joel’s mind nearly explodes as you tell him your dirty thoughts. All those hours of him holding back, trying to keep his mind from wandering, and you were doing the same? He almost smirks.

He takes advantage of the fact you're arched so beautifully for him and slips a hand under you, his fingers splayed across your lower back and the other reaching to unclasp your bra. He pulls it down your arms, dropping it onto the pile of other clothes.

He pushes himself up on one hand, the other reaching down between you, fumbling with his belt as he speaks, “That right, darlin'? I’ve tugged my cock countless times thinkin' about having you like this.”

"You've stroked your cock over me?" you ask, eyes on the hand unbuckling his belt.

He looks up at you, eyes almost completely consumed with lust, as he unzips his jeans and pulls them down his thighs a little, just enough for his cock to not feel like it's suffocating in his boxers.

“Mm. Spent so many nights imagining burying my cock inside you…” he continues, and grinds his clothed length against you, as if demonstrating before continuing.

“God, the way you look at me…” he groans. “the way you laugh at my shitty jokes, those little outfits you wear…” he says, hitching one of your legs around his waist and leaning down towards you, his eyes scanning your face.

“You remember when I had that barbecue last summer? you and Sarah danced…and every time you spun…that damn skirt would ride up.”

You remember that very well…after all, you wore it on purpose. You felt kind of guilty after that, kind of parading yourself around for your besties father (even though Sarah had no idea), but knowing now how it affected him, that's the last thing on your mind.

“Yeah, I remember." you reply, wrapping your other leg around his waist and pulling him towards you more, needing more friction.

He practically loses it as you grind against him, thinking about when he sat in his backyard, trying to ignore the way your little skirt bounced, or how he would see your perfect ass cheeks peeping out of the bottom of your shorts. He was about to go mad.

“oh, I know you did. bet you fucking knew I was sitting there, trying to act normal while I’m dyin’, watching your perfect ass appear and disappear under that skirt."

You whimper as he cups one of your bare breasts, the other hand trailing downwards. “Look at these.” Joel whispers as he leans forward and takes a nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue over the bud.

“Tell me, baby. Tell me what you thought about when you were dancin', what you wanted me to do’.” he murmurs between teasing licks, his other hand teasing you through the fabric of your now soaked panties.

You let out a desperate moan, your mind begging him to do something. “I wanted…I wanted you to grab me, make me dance on your cock instead.” you say, voice strained as you try to grind yourself against his fingers.

A breathy curse escapes him at your words. He had to hear you say it. He needed to know you were thinking the same dirty thoughts as him. “You got no idea...wanted to grab you, pull your skirt up and fuck you right there.”

The mental imagine his filthy words conjure up, and his fingers teasing your pussy through your panties have you letting out a desperate noise you don't even recognise. God the noises you made. He needed to hear more of them, so his fingers slip under the side your panties.

“Y'like hearing what I wanna do to ya, huh?” he rasps as his fingers slide through your folds. “Soaked just thinking about it.”

You curse when his fingers finally make contact with your bare pussy and moan out a pathetic "Yeah."

“Fuuck, that’s it baby. Make those pretty noises for me.” Joel groans, easily slipping two fingers in your sopping centre, making you blush at how desperate you are right now. He begins to pump them and at a toe curling rhythm, making you gasp and moan his name.

He shuffles down your body, and pulls your panties aside to get a better look.

"So pretty." he murmurs, practically salivating at the sight before him, continuing his ministrations. He moves even closer, his hot breath ghosting over you, making you exhale and bite your lip.

"Tha’s right, baby. show me how bad you want it.” he says, his thumb now circling your clit. His eyes flit between your perfect pussy that's drenching his fingers and your pretty face as it contorts in pleasure. You reach behind you, grasping the edge of the mattress to ground yourself.

"Gotta taste this pussy. Can I, baby? Will ya let me?" he mumbles against the inside of your thigh before his tongue flicks out to tease the skin. He withdraws his fingers, toying with the slick, running it up and down your slit.

"ohgod...please." you almost whine. His cock is throbbing and almost hurts with every sound you make. He can smell your sweet scent and it's driving him insane. The moment you agree, his face is directly in front of your cunt, inhaling deeply.

Without warning, he licks a long stripe from your hole to your clit, tongue flat. You sigh, almost in relief at the sensation. Fuck it felt so good. He lets out a low moan, as if he were a starved man having eating for the first time in days.

His tongue dances over your sensitive little bud, his mind reeling. He never thought it'd happen. Yet here you are, legs open in front of his face and he was basking in it.

He hooks your legs over his shoulders, his lips latch onto your clit, sucking hard. You gasp and thread your fingers through his hair.

His hands trail over your thighs and then up to cup your tits, squeezing them gently. He alternates his tongues movements, licking and sucking, your moans and whimpers not helping the fact his cock feels slightly neglected now.

After a little more, he pulls away from your clit with a pop and looks up at you, his lips, chin and even the tip of his nose glistening with your juices. "She's a great kisser." he teases, wiping his face on his sleeve before slipping off the bed, rising to his feet and unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it aside. That line should've made you cringe and with anyone else it probably would've, but it didn't.

"Can I return the favour?" you ask as you prop yourself up on your elbows, wanting nothing more than to have his cock sliding down your throat.

"As good as that sounds darlin', my cocks achin' to get inside ya." he says, pulling his jeans and boxers down and kicking them aside. He gets back onto his bed, resting against the headboard. "c'mere." he beckons you over.

Your eyes trail down his body, shamelessly looking at his cock as you move towards him. He's bigger than you imagined, his balls big and heavy underneath. You don't have that much time to look as Joel pulls you over to him. "Havin' a good look there?" he teases, a smirk plastered on his face as you mount him.

"Well I mean, you just had your face between my legs, s'only fair I get a peek of what I'm about to sit on." you retort your hands on his shoulders as you hover above him, sitting up on your knees.

He lets out a low husky chuckle, the fact that you were comfortable enough to tease him back made his cock twitch and then a deep groan erupts from him as you run your pussy up and down the underside of his cock.

"You enjoy being a little tease, huh? like playi- fuck -playin' little games?" his voice is strained as you move a little further than intended, his cock nudging your entrance, making you both moan. He grips your hips, leaning back and his eyes zero in on where you're almost connected. "Again." he breathes. "fuck, do that again."

You happily comply, whimpering every time the head nudges your clit and moaning in sync with him as it prods your soaking wet hole. "Jesus-" he grunts, his head falling back. It feels so fucking good but it's taking everything in him not to drag you down onto his cock.

He can't take much more, and you're right there with him. Desperate to feel him properly. He wraps an arm around your waist, lifting you and grabs the base of his cock to line himself up. "you ready, baby?" he murmurs against the skin of your shoulder.

"mhm." you hum as his hands grip your hips. "but, slow...at first. been a while." you mumble, cheeks flushing.

His lust filled eyes soften for a moment at your confession. "you just take what you need, however you need to. we got all night, sweetheart."

Your heart flutters a little at that. This man just told you how much he's dreamed of fucking you, that he's been playing with his cock to the thought of you, yet being so understanding on top of that makes him even sexier.

You nod, before lowering yourself down on him. He closes his eyes, jaw ticking as he tries to stay still, the urge to buck up into your tight heat almost to much. "tha's it, baby...just like that."

You can't help the string of noises that escape your lips as you slowly sink onto him. When you reach the bottom, you rest your forehead on his shoulder.

"You okay?" he breathes out, one of his hands moving from your hip to trace his finger tips up your spine.

"m'fine. just needed a second." you say, fighting the embarrassment. It's not like you've never rode a dick, but it's just been while and jesus was this one bigger than the others. You suck it up and lift your head to meet his eyes, giving him a nod to let him know you're good to go. You slowly start to lift, with Joel guidance, before moving back down.

You moan together as you move, his eyes glued to your face. One hand still on your back and the other on your hip to keep you steady. "you feel so fuckin' good...don't stop. keep goin'..like that." His words only encourage you, your pace picking up as you ride him, the lewd sounds of your bodies coming together filling the air.

He starts to move his hips, matching your movements and hitting that spongey spot inside your cunt, making your eyes roll back. He takes advantage of that fact, watching your tits bounce in his face as he tries to catch a nipple with his tongue.

"Oh god...Joel..." you moan, leaning back and grasping his thighs behind you.

"Tha's right, beautiful. Fuck yourself on your friend's old mans cock." he says, watching your body move. His words are disgusting, they should turn you off, yet they make you tighten around him.

"Ah, you like that don't cha? Dirty fuckin' girl."

You nod, the embarrassment shooting straight down to your cunt. "Yeah?" he coos, pressing you, wanting to hear you say it.

"Mmyeah." you whimper pathetically as you continue moving up and down his thick cock.

"Look at me, baby girl. I wanna see that gorgeous face." He says in that deep, gravelly voice, his hand moving to your chin and tilting your head down to look at him. As soon as your eyes lock on his, the intensity makes you moan. "There she is..." he says, looking at how fucking wrecked you look. Pupils blown, cheeks flushed, hair dishevelled.

Your chest flutters and cheeks burn a little darker under his gaze. God, you always imagined you'd be more confident if you ever got to fuck him, thought you'd be calling the shots. But he's got you, and you're lost in it.

He starts to meet your movements, lifting his hips to bury himself to the hilt over and over. His hand moves from your chin to your neck, his fingers wrap around it. Your breath hitches and it makes he smirk again. "This what you want?" he murmurs, giving your throat a light squeeze.

"Mmmm, yes.." you mewl, barely able to talk. Your mind is swimming in lust and desire, our thoughts consumes by the man in front of you. He tightens his grip around your neck, his thumb pressing on your jaw to keep your gaze locked on him.

"What about last fourth July? remember that?" he asks with his signature gruff drawl.

You know exactly what he’s talking about and it makes you moan. "Mmh- yeah…" you manage. "I remember."

He gives a low, amused chuckle as he recalls the memory. "You in that lil’ blue bikini...walkin’ around my place, all tan and wet." Every other word he speaks is met with a harder thrust, making you whine.

Memories of that day flood your mind and heat pools in your belly. That was the first time you noticed Joel stare at you in a way that wasn't how your best friends dad should.

"Joel...I need- please I-" He takes the hint, shifting your position so you're now on your back on his bed, his cock still nestled deep inside you.

"I know, baby, I know." He purrs, his face going between your neck and collarbone, nipping and sucking all the sensitive skin he can get his mouth on. He lifts your left leg and drapes it over his hip, then he quickly buries himself in your tight heat again. "Fuuuck you're so tight.." he moans, head falling back.

His cock constantly hits the right spot over and over, you're sure your vision will go white any second. "So good...mmfuck, Joel..."

Your hands that look small in comparison to his, grasp his biceps and pull him down for a desperate, messy kiss. Joel's body covers yours, his muscular form surrounding you. He kisses you feverishly, every movement of his tongue and lips making that feeling in your gut coil tighter and tighter.

"Joel-” you gasp as the feeling in your stomach gets stronger. He can already feel how tight you're getting around him.

"Gonna come ain'tcha? C'mon baby, lemme feel you." his own breathing is ragged, he's not far behind you. He leans down, pressing kisses to the column of your throat as he fucks you faster.

You're unable to form a coherent sentence anymore, just needy sounds escaping you as he fucks you good, your walls tightening around him and making his hips stutter.

"There ya go...keep squeezin' me like that.." he encourages, hips moving impossibly faster.

"M'so close." you whimper, nails leaving little crescent indents in his back.

"Mmyeah, I know baby...can feel it. Gonna fill this lil' pussy up. That what you want? Wanna be full of me?" he grits, lifting his head up from your neck.

"Shit...yeah, I want it. Give it to me, please." you beg in your lust filled haze. You're right on the edge now, just needing a little something to help you over.

A gravelly moan rumbles in his chest at your words. "Look at you...wrecked and begging for my come." Those words have you clenching him again. He's so fucking close but wants to make sure you get there first.

You only whine in response, unable to come up with words as that tightness in your stomach gets so tight, you feel like you'll snap. It's like he's everywhere at once, the sensations are overwhelming and you can barely take it.

"I got ya, baby. C'mon now. Need t'see you fall apart on my cock." he murmurs.

That's it, that's all it takes. Your thighs are trembling, vision hazy, back arching, toes curling, all the orgasm cliches you'd never experienced with these frat boys who just want to get their dicks wet.

Joel watches you in awe. "Oh fuck...there we go, jus' like that." That was it for Joel too, watching you fall apart sends him over. His head drops down, hips stuttering as he rides through it with you, his movements slowing.

You're both trying to catch your breaths, sweat covers your bodies. Joel's still on top, supporting his weight with a hand on either side of your head. He lifts up slightly so he can look at you, a smirk plastered on his bearded face.

"Looking real happy with yourself there." you say, letting out a small breathy laugh.

He chuckles, the sound deep and satisfied. "Can ya blame me?" he murmurs, his head dipping down to press a kiss to your cheek, his beard scratching your skin.

But the sounds of the front door opening downstairs makes you both freeze and then Sarah's voice rings out, calling for you both. She'd have seen your car outside.

Fuck.

[littlelovelunette]

heyy - loving ur vi stories i wanted to asked ask something a lil different it's that's ok, i was thinking of a modern actor au like vi was an actual person if that makes sense and her co-star is fem reader. they started dating after filming s1 and during s2 they kept their relationship very private and only very close friends knew but no one in the team or cast. Vi being vi struggled with keeping things hidden after all she doesn't shy away from public affection. UNTIL after filming S2, with a load of interviews and questionnaires, they told the public off their relationship. and a few weeks later paparazzi caught them multiple times together, going into eachother's car, kissing (vi has no shame in PDA), and doing on dates (u can add ur own ideas for the dates). arghh im so sorry it's s long request but I hope u have time to right it lyyyy 💓

Hogging The Spotlight With You

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OMGGG I love this idea so so so much <3333 love you tooo and thank youu so so much I'm glad you love my Vi stories

“Vi, someone will see!” You were whisper-yelling but Vi didn't seem interested in paying heed to you right then.

“Don't worry about it, angel,” she offered you a hand which you huffed yet took, she guided you to her car.

“Do you think we'd get in trouble for dating in the cast?” You questioned after a while as Vi got in the backseat with you.

“Why'd we? This kinda stuff happens all the time in Hollywood,” Vi rubbed the pads of her thumb against the back of your hands. “We’ll be fine, okay? Don't stress about it.”

“Okay,” you smiled a little, “Sorry, I'm just a little out of breath,” you laughed and then she did too.

“It's fine, my throat’s parched, want water?” Vi reached for the water bottles in the car.

“Mhm,” you gave her a soft look when she gave you the water bottle, you took a sip and laughed softly, “It's almost thrilling, I've never done this with a cast member,” you giggled.

“I have done this before with a cast member, just never a co-star,” Vi said as she capped her bottle, she finished drinking, “So this is kinda new to me, too.”

“You seem to know these things though!” You said, capping your bottle as well before turning to her.

“I guess, I'm a real charmer then, huh?” Vi scratched the back of her neck almost awkwardly before laughing a little.

You cupped her jaw with one hand, putting the water bottle down as her face leaned in closer to yours. For a second, the both of you pressed foreheads for a meaningful moment. Something you both did do in the filming of season 2, but it didn't feel as tender as it was feeling right then.

It wasn't that the relationship was a complete and utter secret, some people outside the cast knew— but those were a very tight knitted group of friends you and Vi shared.

“Kiss me,” you whispered and Vi didn't need telling twice. The kiss was messy as the both of you fought over dominance, Vi’s hands encircled your waist and brought you closer as her back pressed against the car door behind her.

“Fuck, princess,” Vi almost moaned in the kiss, tongue rolling over yours before you both parted briefly to giggle like high-schoolers before getting back at it.

A camera flashing and shutter sound tore the both of you out of the moment. That definitely was the sound of a camera shutter going off.

“Vi, what was that?” you asked, pulling away to peer out of the window of the car, eyes squinting to check but you saw no one in the distance. You could've sworn you saw the flash of the camera in your peripheral vision though.

“A camera, genius,” Vi retorted.

“I know that!” you slapped her thigh, Vi only gripped you closer to her.

“You think someone saw us?” Vi asked as she tried to hopelessly peer at the direction of the sound too.

“Windows are tinted, aren't they?” you asked. You remembered Vi telling you her car windows were tinted, just that you've never really been in her car before. Usually, yours because well, Vi was a bit of a road rager. So, the both of you agreed it was best you drove around.

“Shit,” Vi cursed, “My other car has tinted windows, this one doesn't…”

“Other? How many do you even have?” you asked as you leaned back against the back of the car seat, eyes fixed on Vi.

“Let's not get off-topic, some guy saw us kissing!” Vi said indignantly, glancing at the darkness outside as if expecting a jump scare from whoever saw us.

“Well, you said it happens all the time!” you crossed your arms and could see the awkwardness in Vi now.

“Yeah, well…” she scratched the back of her neck before nervously chuckling.

“Exactly. Now, let's go get ice-cream! I'd kill for butterscotch.”

“I'm so excited!” you laughed a little, in front of the interview set which would begin in roughly thirty minutes. You were dressed in a silver dress, hair in a low ponytail and a Chanel purse dangling from your shoulders.

Vi looked as hot as ever, she was dressed in a white top and a red biker jacket, similar to the one she wore when on set.

You suspected her clothes were designer but Vi didn't gloat.

“Yeah, baby, me too.” Vi said, hell of a lot calmer than you. She'd been in the industry longer than you after all, you looked down where your hands were interlaced with hers.

“What if they, hypothetically, bring up the picture of our car kiss?” you asked, fidgeting with the hem of your dress with your other hand.

“Now, why would that happen?” Vi pulled your fidgeting hand away, holding that one too.

“Because it's an interview! It's interviewers' jobs to get under our skin and make us say something that'll make the whole interview ten times juicier!”

“Well…” Vi sighed, “Just calm down, okay, babe? If something like that happens we'll manage it.”

As the interview progressed, everything seemed to be going smoothly—questions about the movie, their experiences on set, and a few lighthearted moments about funny behind-the-scenes mishaps.

But then, just as you had feared, the interviewer casually slid in the bombshell.

“So, Vi,” he started with a sly smile, flipping a card in his hands, “There’s been a lot of buzz online about a certain… candid moment. A picture, to be exact. You and your lovely co-star here, sharing what looks like a very intimate moment in your car after shooting. Care to comment?”

Your breath hitched. You subtly tightened your grip on Vi’s hand under the table, trying to keep your expression neutral.

Meanwhile, Vi, ever the smooth talker, barely blinked before leaning back in her chair with a relaxed smirk.

“Oh? A picture, huh?” Vi tilted her head, feigning innocence. “Can’t say I’ve seen it. Do you have it on you?”

The interviewer chuckled, clearly enjoying this. “Oh, you know how these things spread. Fans are obsessed with the idea of you two being more than just co-stars.”

Vi hummed, shooting you a brief glance before turning back. “Well, I can’t really blame them. I mean, look at my co-star. Who wouldn’t want to kiss her?”

Your face burned as laughter erupted in the studio. The interviewer raised an eyebrow, pressing further. “So, is that a confirmation?”

Vi leaned forward, resting her arms on the table. “A confirmation that my co-star is ridiculously attractive? Absolutely.” Vi grinned, dodging the question effortlessly. “But as for anything else… Well, I guess, we have chemistry.” Vi gave your hand a small squeeze.

The interviewer smirked, sensing Vi was dodging but not quite slipping away, “Right, right. But let’s be real, this—” he gestured vaguely, likely referring to the viral picture, “—this isn’t just ‘on-screen chemistry,’ is it?”

You felt Vi’s fingers tighten around yours under the table. A brief pause. And then—Vi exhaled, sitting up straighter. “You know what?” She looked directly at the interviewer, then at the camera. “Screw it. Yeah, we’re together.”

The studio exploded. Gasps, cheers, laughter, and maybe even a few shocked whispers filled the space. Your eyes widened, your heart pounding. Vi just said it. Just like that. No hesitation. No more dodging.

The interviewer’s jaw actually dropped for a second before they leaned in, grinning. “Oh, now this is a moment. Vi, you’re telling me you just confirmed your relationship? Just like that?”

Vi laughed, glancing at you briefly before returning to the interviewer. “Yeah, just like that. We’ve been keeping it private because, well, Hollywood can be a lot. But honestly? I don’t want to act like it’s some big secret. I love her. And if people figured it out already, might as well say it outright.”

You felt your face go hot, “I love you too…” you smiled up at her.

The audience lost it again. The interviewer put a hand over his chest dramatically. “Okay, wait, you just dropped that so casually, like it’s not one of the biggest reveals ever!”

You could barely focus as the interview wrapped up, your heart still racing. The moment you stepped off set, Vi pulled you into a quick kiss, grinning. “Told you we’d manage it.”

You laughed breathlessly. “Yeah, but I didn’t think you’d just say it on live TV.”

Vi winked, “Go big or go home, babe.”

You hit her before grabbing her jacket and pulling her in for another kiss. And this time when you heard camera shutters go off, you didn't care and continued kissing her. It didn't matter anymore. Now, all that mattered was the both of you.

[maplesyrupsainz]

˖⁺｡˚⋆˙written in the stars | DR3˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: daniel ricciardo x fem y/n reader (she/her)

genre: social media au

warnings: age gap!!

summary: in which you both meet after break ups and mend each other, or in which the world focuses on the wrong things about your relationship

a/n: kind of an old request i never got round to but i fear i need to break up all the charles reqs with some daniel 🙏 hope u enjoy LOL

request!!!: can i req daniel ricciardo age gap fanfic pls plssss

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[factcheckingmclennon]

hello i was hoping you could shed a little light on the whole "john wrote if i fell on a valentines day card to paul" fact. ive heard it mentioned here a few times but not much elsewhere.

yeah ! hysterically that's what started me posting about the beatles over on my main so i've got this on standby lol but

did john write the lyrics to "if i fell" on a valentine's card addressed to paul?

now was he serious? was he joking? did HE address the card to paul? those i can't answer, but he did write the lyrics on a card addressed to paul. this one's pretty short !

it mostly just shows up on here bc it's not really of interest outside of fandom circles like i don't think there's bound to be any articles or books mentioning it bc the average beatle fan truly would not give more than 2 fucks about it, but that might change with the new ian leslie book bc i know he has a bit on "if i fell" in there and i wouldn't be shocked if it was mentioned

the source is this auction site where it was sold and here's the image:

from the site, it says it was written on a card that was given to paul:

Autograph manuscript for "If I Fell", from "A Hard Days Night", aboard a U.S airline, c. late February, 1963. Written on the back of a valentine which had been given to Paul, and which was apparently the only suitable writing surface available at 30,000 feet, the manuscript is 1 page, written on the verso of the unfolded valentine on one half of the sheet, approximately 11 1/2 x 6 in. "If I Fell" is one of John's most powerfully poignant ballads, and one of the most important and early songs to appear at auction. Ostensibly written while the Beatles were in America for a famous appearance on the Ed Sullivan show, John, sitting in the plane seat next to Paul suddenly got the inspiration for one of the best songs which would be released on 1964's landmark "A Hard Days Night." By the cadence and subtleties of the lyrics you can tell that John already has the music in his head as he fits it with the perfect words. Time stands still, something very special is coming to life as he sits working on the back of Paul's valentine.

where they got any of that story, i have no idea, so the story itself i'm taking with a grain of salt buuuut you can flip & zoom in on the dedication and see that it says "to paul with love" with either a bunch of hearts (which is what i initially assumed) or x's for kisses

(which is, btw, the best and only quality you can find of this unfortunately, but last year i did my best to trace over it so it's easier to see)

to me the handwriting very clearly matches john's, especially if you look at the lyrics themselves or other samples of his handwriting, but it's not 100% confirmed to be john's handwriting on the dedication. it could've been a fan's! or john making a lil joke. or him being serious. that part's murky. but it Is addressed to paul

[rubylovessharks]

Their reaction to a sweet fic you made about them ♡

twst characters x gn!reader fluff (ortho not datebale)

reader is not MC/Yuu

ok this is hc stuff with twst characters but im trying to mix into it some actual scenes :3

some are written before an established romantic relationship and others are written in an established romantic relationship. :)

these are all different scenarios im trying to keep it interesting :D

might be ooc for some of them cuz im not fully capable of writing some characters :( ALSOOOO gotta give a bit of credit to @yourfavepookiebear cuz she helped me out a lil with ideas for some chars :p love u pook <3

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts:

conflicted feelings.

cuz he feels both weirded out and flattered.

what do you mean you've been writing sweet romantic stories about you and him?! that's super weird! but also really cute

he really likes them and wants more now-

You and your boyfriend were having a study date in his room and have decided to take a break. During said break you have been writing in your phone which left Riddle curious. Not long into the break you have accidently left your phone open before you left to the bathroom, which gave Riddle a chance to see what you've been writing. Of course he doesn't want to invade your privacy, yet his curiosity was stronger. What does he see? '-holding his hand as we sat on our picnic blanket ' and it cuts off. You weren't finished yet. When you come back from the bathroom you see that your boyfriend has become a blushing mess! What happened while you were gone, you wonder. You are about to hear from him exactly what he thinks <3

Trey Clover:

probably had a feeling you wrote fics about him but didn't expect that it'd be something romantic. especially about the two of you!

he may be a lil weirded out, but he's mostly just living with that knowledge.

he feels like a guy who'd actually enjoy reading through these imaginary dates of yours

maybe even take inspo for later!

You have no idea how this guy understood that the guy from your romantic stories was him. You didn't even use his name! Sure you posted these fics online but who could've actually understood you've been writing about Trey?! At first you just panicked. Trey literally liked your stories that you've been posting, so you were afraid that he's onto you. AND YOU WERE RIGHT. Cuz the very next day he asks you out to a baking date! At least he isn't angry :) Also now some anonyms person has been asking for more fics about this "mysterious" guy you've been writing about..

Cater Diamond:

he likes it :3

and already knows about it- you know he knows

definitely wants to take you out on dates like the ones you have wrote!

liked, shared, and makes sure to take you out on a date!

he's so into it in fact that he encourages it!

You randomly got a text from your boyfriend saying he wants to go out on a date that is similar to the one you posted in your last fic. Makes sense, he rebloged it, liked it, and talked to his besties about it in the last few hours. So now you and Cater were out on a date and it's even better then what you wrote! And that's gonna happen every time you write a fic about the two of you. You will write something sweet, and Cater will not shut up about it, and then you two are out on this specific date!

Ace Trapolla:

he says that he finds it silly but deep down he likes it

he also claims that it's a little bit weird, and even tho he does feel like that (just a wee bit) he still likes it.

he teases you though-

This guy knows your password, and you have given him permission to snoop around in your phone, so it's no surprise that when he looks into your notes he sees more then one weirdly titled notes. One that says 'Cheering him on' another that says 'Baking him a pie' and many many more. So what does he do? Look into it. Now you hear him cackling at something, but you have no idea what. So you ask him and he tells you about his findings. "Ya know I didn't know you had so many romantic ideas" he tells you and you turn red. Now you will never hear the end of it..

Deuce Spade:

i just know that the moment he finds those fics he turns red and just stands there-

he doesn't know what to say

but he's really happy :)

At first he wanted to be a supportive boyfriend, going online and finding your page to like your stuff and encourage you to write more! But the more he read the more this guy in your fic seems familiar... the way he talks, the things he likes, even his physical description seems to match himself. The moment this realization hits him he goes completely red. Just stands there until someone snaps him out of it. For a short while he'll be very blushy and all around you, but soon enough he'll tell you he really likes those fics and ask you to write more.

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar:

he finds it a bit amusing.

and kind of cute

he'll tease you about it but he definitely reads that stuff and enjoys every second of it as if he didn't just call your fantasies stupid

Your boyfriend was laying in bed, but instead of his usual thing that is sleeping, he is using a phone.

wait...is that your phone?!

"Hey are you using my phone babe?" you call him out on his actions but he doesn't even move his head towards your direction. "Yeah and?"

"That's an invasion of privacy!" you tell him "what you write is an invasion of privacy." he answers.

Did you hear this right? Leona is snooping in your personal notes!?

"Don't worry I'll keep this private.. no reason to show this silly stuff to the world." he smirks to himself, and you notice that his cheeks are a little bit red.

Ruggie Bucci:

you're weird.

that's what he thinks

the thought of selling your stuff crossed his mind- cuz at first he didn't think it's about him..

but then it hit him

no thoughts about that now.. it's all for him now ♡

He's a snoopy guy so of course the moment he finds a notebook of yours he'll look into it! Sure he might be your boyfriend but he still doesn't mind selling stuff that is yours, not super important stuff of course but stuff.

Skipping through the pages he reads your stuff, not getting too into it but enough to understand what is written in a nutshell. As Ruggie reads through the pages thinking to himself what a good catch he has considering the fact that you are pretty skilled, he notices something he didn't notice before..

His name.

And with the genre that you write reading his own name is a shocker. Sure you two are in romantic relationship but he was not expecting this!

"This is weird.." he says out loud. "But this is kinda cute.." Ruggie smiles to himself, closes the notebook and puts it back in it's place.

He'll make sure to treat to you something tasty <3

Jack Howl:

wagging his tail but keeping a straight face

other than the pink tinting his cheeks-

he likes your stuff, not that he won't admit it tho.

he will say he likes it, but not as much as he actually feels.

Jack is reading through the fics you've been posting online, well more like forced to read because you just came over to him and asked him to read this new fics you just posted. He isn't someone who'd read stuff online but considering the fact that you asked him to, and it's a fic about your relationship in disguise of some fan service for others, he is willing to read it and give you his opinion.

Like many times you have shown him your fics Jack's face is getting pink and his tail is wagging a bit. "It's not bad." he tells you but the hesitation in his voice tells you he has much more to say, and it's true because al his thoughts right now are just thoughts about sweet this is.

"I'm glad you like it!" you tell him with a smile and he smiles back.

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto:

super conflicted.

at first he thought it was dirt you got on him to blackmail him in the future but then he read your stuff and just turned red.

like super red.

now he's gonna have a talk with you ;)

Azul has had a crush on you for a while, but he's in total denial about it. So when Floyd told him that you write weird, sickenly sweet stories about romancing him he thought it was blackmail, for one reason or another..

So of course he starts reading your fics. And when he does slowly but surely he understands that this is no blackmail- it can't be because of how your writing shows so much love for him.

"Aahaha Azul your face is super red!" Floyd teases his boss who looks at him with no amusement in his eyes. "I have no idea what you are talking about." Azul says "now, I want you to go to (name) and tell them I request their presence."

Jade Leech:

giggles like a school girl

oh? you wrote silly fanfics about the two of you? together on a romantic date? several dates?

how fun!

get ready cuz this guy is about to scare the shit out of you and then immediately becomes a gentleman :)

"I heard you like to write in your spare time." that's the first thing he says to you. For no reason, just says that and smiles at you waiting for you to say something.

"Uhh yeah. I guess?"

"How nice." he beams "I'd like to read some of your works, if that's alright."

"I dunno... it's kinda private.." you can't show him your silly fic! They are all about dates with him!

He's face immediately shows disappointment "well that's unfortunate..." but that is not all he had to ask. "Onto another question. How would you like to go out with me? I could show you some of the stuff we do at my club."

something you don't notice is that that's literally the first date fic you ever wrote about this guy..

Floyd Leech:

oh so you are super silly!

he knew you were silly, but super silly? damn he's so glad you two are together!

after being super happy with this he immediately becomes upset and cranky cuz, why didn't you tell him you wrote such cute lil' things?!

Not understanding why, but out of nowhere your boyfriend comes and squeezes hugs you so hard you can't breathe. Not that it's unusual for him to do that, but right now it's actually super duper tight, more that normal.

He's kissing your face, and spins you two around and totally not biting you- so you have to calm him down.

"Floyd what's this all about?" you ask as your lover spins you round and around. "Ahaha I'm just soooo happy that I've got such a cutie as my partner!!" he practically yells-

"oof but-" he stops completely everything he was doing just now "you never told you wrote such sweet fics!" you can see he's facial expression change to something totally different than what it was two seconds ago.. "How dare you! Keepin your lil' stories all to yourself.. that's just ruuude" he frowns.

"Wait what-" "yeah I read your little fics about us!" yet again his tone changes to a more sing songy one "but now your gonna have to make it up to me~" and your face changes from total embarrassment to a 'I know where this is going' one. "What do you want me to do?"

"You are going to take me on eeeevery kind of date you wrote about in your stories, mmk?"

Scarabia

Kalim al Asim:

he's sooooooo happy!!!

finds all of your writings to be amazing!

so amazing in fact that he shares them with Jamil- without asking your consent-

but don't be mad! he was just so happy he couldn't help it!!

"Jamil! Jamil! Look at what (name) wrote this time!" Kalim practically jumps at his friendatleastinhisopinion and they both fall to the ground. "Kalim I only told you that these fics have an uncanny resemblance to you." Jamil says as he tries to get Kalim off of him "you don't need to show me every single thing they write!" "ohh but they write such cute things! You have to read this new one!" Kalim shoves his phone in Jamil's face as he's forced to read your fics about the guy he hates. "Isn't it amazing?!" Kalim's face is pretty much glowing "it's even better than the last!" "uhh yeah sure.."

Jamil Viper:

another one who's weirded out by this..

but he's a little bit weird too, so he doesn't mind too much :)

slowly finds it cute the more he reads.

but if anyone ever finds out about these fics other than him, and they ask how he feels about them he'll say that it's stupid but doesn't mind.

still totally loves these fics :)

Not long ago you gave your lover a notebook and told him that you've been wanting him to read the stuff that's in there. Of course Jamil is a very busy guy so it takes him a while to actually read what's in there.

So when he sits down to read whatever it is you wrote in there he was not expecting these to be romantic stories about him and you!

"I'm dating a total weirdo.." he moves his hand to his forehead and keeps it there as he reads more. The more he reads the weirder he feels this is, but he's enjoying these stories. The more he resds the wider his smile gets and from time to time he chuckles a little.

Of course being Jamil and having the fate to be stuck with Kalim he gets a call from he's most hated person and has to end his break. But he'll come back to this later and will praise you for your work as a good boyfriend should.

Pomefiore

Vil Schoenheit:

aren't you an amusing little thing?

of course you write silly fics where the two of you, aka THE Vil and you, are going on silly dates, or others where you two slowly fall inlove ♡

how can you not?

he'll fulfill your wish and go out with you.

(he's been waiting for a good opening for a while now :3 )

Classes were done for the day and you were invited by Vil to walk together. As you see Vil standing at your meeting point you notice that his face was much more series than usual. And the moment he spots you you feel as if you have committed a crime with the way his beautiful eyes look at you. Of course he is not mad, Not at all actually, he just needs to keep up with his 'perfect' self, and acting like a really in love high school girl who is giggling and kicking her feet would be far from it.. "Darling." he says, not an unusual nickname. He has been using it for a while "I have found something you've been keeping from me and I feel a little bit hurt by that.." you cannot figure out what he's talking about but the next thing he'll say will shock you. "I had no idea you had such a strong desire to go out with me, and yet still not ask me out. I must say I'm a little disappointed in your lack of confidence but we can work on it, on our date." You can't believe he just said that- a date with Vil? THE Vil!? But the date you two will go to will be very much real.

Rook Hunt:

don't think you are the only one with such fanfics..

he wrote so many things about you

cute date fics, poems about he's love for you

he even draws you!

so he's really happy to know you too write stuff about him!

Today was stressful.. not for school reasons, and not social reasons either.. it's because your personal notebook is nowhere to be found! You were about to take it this morning with you but could not find it, so now you are at the end of the day waiting for the bell to ring to go find it. Who knows where it could be! Maybe it was stolen? but who would steel a random notebook.. especially with a lock on it.. Perhaps you misplaced it somewhere that is not in your room? but that wouldn't make sense cuz last night you were writing in it! Maybe a dormmate accidently took it mistaking it as theirs? and just then the bell rings. Already the first one out you find yourself bumping into a familiar face, or should I say chest- "Oh my apologies!" you can hear the voice of the hunter you currently have a crush on. "I should be the one saying sorry- I was so caught up in my head I didn't even notice the world around me.." "non! It only makes sense that you would be so focused on your thoughts when a precious item is lost." he does a thing with his hands being.. well.. Rook. And as you are about to agree with him you immediately notice that his line is fishy... "Rook don't tell me..." he smiles at you as you get hit with the realization of your notebook's whereabouts "YOU STOLE IT DIDN'T YOU" it's not even a question, it's a statement. "You are correct! Although you wound me by keeping these stories for yourself.. I find them to be quite exquisite!" then he goes into his bag and pulls out a notebook, your notebook, and folder. a folder..? "As an apology for my actions I have made you a gift, and of course will give you your notebook back." he hands you your notebook and the huge folder "I hope you will forgive me, and will come meet me tonight in my room." Rook gives you a smile as he's about to leave, yet you still don't know what's in the folder he gave you, so the moment you are back in your room you open it only to see a bunch of poems, fics of his ownaboutyou, drawingsofyou and in the end of it there's a note that says 'there's more ;)'.

Epel Felmier:

at first he was scared that you wrote him as a 'cute wittle boy' who isn't manly at all

but then when he finished one fic he was almost crying(exaggerating here) cuz your wrote him so well!

really likes it :)

You told him you've got an account where you write stuff online and he decided to check it out. And the first thing he sees is the author's notes and it says 'this is inspired by my irl bf ........'

So you get inspo from being with him? How does that work..?

He starts to read the story and the first mention of 'his character', or at least the character that represents him, he's fears of being misunderstood get bigger and bigger. But the way you've written 'him' is right on point!

As he reads your fic Epel understands that this an idea for a date because you've never had this experience before. He now knows where he'll ask you out to ;)

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud:

HUH?!

you write WHAT???

and these are really sweet-

he is going to lock himself in his room and isnt coming out unless REALLY necessary.

ortho can get him something to eat after his food and energy drinks run out..

cuz what if he sees you? he will probably pass out cuz all he can think about is the cute little date fics you've been writing.

'Heyy love~' you send your introverted boyfriend a text 'Ive got something I want you to read!' you send another text. 'busy' he quickly sends a short text and doesn't even bother to stop his game. 'ohh but I worked real hard on this' you add a ':(' and he gives in. Pausing his game Idia looks at the messages you sent him and starts to read whatever it is you just sent him. As he does you send him a few more messages and then leave the chat. 'dont forget to tell me what you think!' Unfortunately for you the moment Idia reads the first line he will never (a few hours) come out of his room. He does finish it though! And he enjoys it as well. How can he not when you wrote him a romance story about you and him??? He feels so lucky to have you! In a few hours Ortho comes in just to check that his bro is alright and healthy, but the moment he comes in he sees Idia in his bed with the blanket around his shoulders and phone in his hands. This guy has been reading this fic for the last few hours- now Ortho is bringing you into Idia's room. Guess it's a date then?

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia:

finds it fascinating.

so thats what you want? sure.

now you two are on the EXSACT date you have written.

like everything matches everything.

from the way the place looks, to how Malleus acts.

He just wants you to enjoy his presence, even if it's a little odd.. one day Malleus just asked you on a date and now here you are, sitting together on a picnic blanket with different kinds of food that seems oddly similar to the foods you mentioned in your most recent fic. And the location follows that too... the way Malleus sees your story is you trying to put in topics you wish people would ask, so that's his next move. "How have you been lately?" he asks and you tell him about recent things that have happened to you lately, then he asks you about more things that you are sure are too familiar. "what makes you ask that?" you question him and he freezes at that. "Do you not wish for me to ask such a thing?" he feels as if he messed up, as if his perfect courting plan has failed and that you won't wish to be with him. Of course Malleus is totally wrong, you just want him to be himself freely "I mean sure I do, but there's no reason for you to even know that about me." and you start to connect the dots. "Malleus did you read through my notebook!?" "You have left it open and my curiosity got the better of me. I'm sorry.." he quickly apologizes for his lack of keeping privacy but you quickly tell him it's alright, just odd. But you are no better considering the fact you write romance about a real person.. "Just don't try to follow my story and be free to do what you actually want."

Lilia Vanrouge:

also fascinated.

will also take you out to the place you wrote about

but instead of recreating it like Mal he just teases you-

Here you are with your beloved boyfriend at an aquarium looking at fishies and such. Lilia told you that he has read what you posted online and understood you've been wanting this for a while, so now the two of you are on a date just like you had wanted. But you should've been ready for his teasing.. "

Silver:

finds it sweet :)

when he doesn't have anything to do he'll read your stuff

defiantly dreams those fics :3

Walking into Silver's room you see him asleep on his bed like many times before. This time he fell asleep with his phone in his hand, and you won't know what he was doing before this with it. You decide to lay with him for a while until he wakes up, and as you open your phone you see a new notification. And from who? your beloved boyfriend. You smile to yourself since now you know what he's been doing with that phone of his, reading through your fictional stories about the two of you. You know Silver is smart, so you are sure he knows you write about him.

Sebek Zigvolt:

loud.

like always..

he's face is pink (i like to think that's as far as blush color can go) and he's yelling at you

good luck :(

he totally likes it tho-

You were just chilling in Diasomnia's lounge waiting for your friend and crush, Sebek. You two were going to meet up just for fun, but before this you have 'accidentally' left him a little surprise. Not long ago you put your notebook in his desk after so he'll take it with him. You are sure he noticed that it isn't his and that there is a big chance he won't open it. But you really want him to..

When you see him going towards your direction, his face with a pink tint over his cheeks, you know he definitely did read through at least a small chunk of what you have written.

And you definitely were ready for him to loudly scolding you.

"HOW DARE YOU LEAVE SUCH A PREPOSTEROUS NOTEBOOK ON MY DESK." Sebek pulls out your notebook and shoves it over to you "and to think I read through it!"

"Did you like it?" you smile at him "WHA- I-" his face is now completely pink at your response.

"yes..."

not romantic:

(this section is just a cute thing with no romantic intentions!!! you and ortho see eachother as good friends and/or family WITH NO ROMANTIC FEELINGS.)

Ortho Shroud:

he finds it sweet that you see him as a family member

it's nice to know the feelings are mutual :D

praises your writing as well :3

"This one is better than the last! You are getting pretty good at this (name)!" Ortho tells you after finishing reading through your notebook. "I'm also glad to know that the family feelings are mutual." if you could see his mouth you'd see that he's smiling. "I'm glad you like it" you sheepishly respond "maybe we could go to a similar place like this in real life." Ortho's eyes immediately sparkle "maybe we can take Idia too!" "I don't know if he'd like to go outside though" you think about how hard it will be to try to het him out of his room without him protesting. "But he's in your story too, that means you want him there as well! Right?" Ortho knows it'll be hard to get his brother out as well, but he's willing to try for a fun outing! "Oh alriiight. I'll send him a text." "How about you send him the fic as well?"

[midnight1nk]

Hello! I would like to share a theory/what-if regarding Smg4 being knocked out currently. I thought about this when I was watching ‘Smg4 doesn’t meme for one second’.

What if getting his meme lobe taken out and then shoved back into him affected his ability to recover from adverse injury, which contributed to why he got knocked out by an explosion but not any of the arguably worse shit he’s been through.

I’m still relatively new to Smg4 so maybe I’m reaching on this, but still a good possibility imo 🤷‍♀️

Love your theories and ramblings about Smg4 btw! You’re literally the person that’s keeping me sane while we wait for the new movie lol (PLEASEEEE LET IT BE SATURDAY ALREADY AAAAAAA)

Why, hello! Theories and ramblings are what I'm about, so you came to the right place :) Let's consider how the scene in "Enough is Enough" was set up:

It happened in the middle of an intense arc, facing a dangerous antagonist whom 4 or Mario had never met

In the more serious/emotional scenes, the animation is a lot more fluid and expressive than the typical Gmod ragdoll we're used to (and this goes way back in the classic era)

Mario looks confused and lowkey terrified when the flamethrower starts to burn the building down. Jumping to the wrong conclusion, 4 thought Mario was doing all of it himself, "Are you trying to kill me?" Not in a "it's just a prank bro" kinda tone, he is just as confused as his best friend is for a different reason, the kidnapping of the kids. (ofc 4 didn't know the full story)

When 4 was slammed toward the wall, the music stopped. It was only for a moment and we all knew 4 wasn't going to die, but since the scene was meant to be taken as unexpected and dire, it made us doubt a bit. And golly, it worked.

And lastly, the fact that the Team chose to have 4 knocked out instead of getting a lighter injury to put 4 on the bench for the narrative. They could've had him break a leg or get back pain. I would've taken 4 falls to the ground and attempted to lift himself up, but his limbs gave out, ultimately too weak from the impact. Why was 4 left completely unconscious? (yea Team, you better have a good explanation or else WHEN I GET YOU TEAM—)

The lobotomy affecting him is actually an interesting interpretation of 4 getting injured by the blast, since his head was the first thing that hit the wall. In here, we had previous discussions about the rules of death and injury in the SMG4 universe, how intent in the narrative is a big factor in this. Most of it is being played for comedic reasons.

Explosions? The Crew's fine. Rat poison? Well, at least 4 got to enjoy his burger. Electric chair, y'know the thing you thought would affect 4 the most compared to the others? They'll walk it off. The Inside Out episode? ...uh, we don't really have an explanation for that.

But perhaps because this scene was meant to be taken seriously, the hit to the wall could be what got to him. Basically, getting hit on a healing wound. Though, the only remaining conflict would be the Team having to justify writing this scene. Even with what I said about narrative intent, it isn't exactly foolproof and the question will remain, "why didn't 4 get hurt when they've been through so much worse?" This is the best I can come up with based on what you said, but we would just have to wait and see what the Team's planning to go with this (hopefully for the better). Then again, the lobotomy episode's likely not meant to be taken seriously (that is our silly lil meme show). But hey, you never know! In the end of the day, it's just a theory!

Also THANK YOU FOR THE KIND WORDS 💙

Who knew it takes an insane theorist (<- me) to keep the fandom in balance AJKH;LJ chat, we're renting out a movie theater bc I NEED THAT MOVIE NOW /lh

thanks for dropping this in my inbox!

[grimmz-dottr]

I am loath to put my opinions out there to get hated on for, but I gotta get my thoughts down in words on Stardust Rhapsody

I wanna preface this by saying that I'm usually a 'let the chips/cards fall where they may' kind of person and I'll continue to watch, and I'm excited to see where this goes, but first I can be a lil disappointed in how things happened.

I'm so sad that chuckles is now reduced to just the "more marketable" 'choockles choockles warcrimes' version of him that haunts Gideon in OUAW, when he's so much more, and we were just getting the beginnings of some of his backstory when they blew right past it for the sake of where the story was headed.

Like trans-dwightschrute said, Mikey IS capable of playing things more serious and being tactful with his comedy in times of heavy emotion. I understand why Rett reacted the way he did but chuckles is a discordiant of JOY, it's not something that he can just STOP doing. If Dandy were there maybe she would have pointed that out, but she was gone.

And if Derek and Mikey loved the characters so much then why not give them a proper send off? Have solo epilogue scenes where it's just one of them at a time at the table alone with Mace.

Leboosh goes and puts Kavir to rest on his home planet, sees Kavir's family, and maybe gets contacted by the Spider guy, or learns about someone who happens to have a lead on how he can cleanse or control his corruption.

Let Chuckles go back into the Honk Weave and encounter Jolly again, or have him find another type of Discordiant planetoid, or meet another drifting alone and wandering like him, and give him even more hints at these memories that he's missing.

Give us something to chew on if you're going to shelf these characters- for very valid reasons- that you and your audience grew to love. I do agree that things got too big too fast, and something needed to be done to scale it way back down.

Like we could've had it all. Have Rett assemble a new crew, if they wanted to play new characters. Have him find out what happened to Graff, dead or alive, or taken by the empire as well.

Have Rett and his new crew (can include a throwaway character for Andy who dies or has a 'I'll hold them off' moment before they get to Pyke) plan a heist/jailbreak for Pyke and maybe a solo scene with Pyke, and maybe a fellow inmate or a few (played by the rest of the players) planning their own escape that's happening at the same time as Rett's crew is infiltrating the prison. That would've been so fun and has potential to go awry setting them up for a bounty that they have to take in order to set everything square if they get caught.

I understand that the characters they were left with no longer worked together and they needed to go separate ways. They had enough time to think about who Rett and Pyke were, since they decided to stick with those two. They had time to plan out characters for Derek and Mikey that could work with the other characters, or at least have interesting but not too derailing conflicts that they can figure out as they play.

All that being said, I did enjoy the episodes. The betrayal and PvP, and the reveal of Mikey playing the big boss in a 2/3 V 1 boss battle when things were already in dire straits had me on the edge of my seat wondering what the hell was happening.

I already love the new character Ziggy. His frantic disposition kind of reminds me of Caprice, but that could've just been the panic of the situation he was in, and he'll probably mellow out.

I'm kind of confused about something, but I may be misremembering or missed something being explained because I was having a hard time focusing because I was so tired when it was airing. And I came back to it the next day where I left off due to a power outage and needing sleep, but I don't think it was explained.

When Glup did like a scan for intelligence and got two minds/blips and we only saw Ziggy. I thought he'd have someone else with him or a pet, maybe. That might be revealed later. But I'm so confused, did Mace misspeak and only meant one? Or did they unknowingly leave someone to die in the factory explosion?

[rassicas]

You at some point said that you wanted to change some of the backstory of Verna regarding his relations with Grizzco, to better reflect his position and purpose at the company with the new rotm and potential Splat3 dlc lore. Now that we have everything, have there been some finalized thoughts on the subject?

currently with my OCs I'm a bit stuck. I have this whole huge plot I've been trying to work out with how Cress and Verna reunite and get into some... Wacky Misadventures (they are going to have a bad time. together), and come out of it more understanding of each other....all this takes place prior to the start of Splatoon 3, and Grizzco is involved in that story so i cant really work out what happens to Verna during Splatoon 3 until all that is worked out...augh.

oh god i accidentally wrote too much about how grizzco works in my splatoon OCs setting. under the cut

How I've basically worked it out in my setting is that it's as if Mr. Grizz doesn't even exist. Well, he does, but...you can NOT convince me this literal mammalian bear is micromanaging an egg collection operation a few hours away from an underground cavern, all while building a spaceship, repairing alterna, and doing god knows what with fuzzy ooze? his voice from the radio is pre-recorded. He's just in the background trying to get his golden eggs for his stupid mammal revival plan. Grizz is pretty paws-off with the actual operations of the company. In order for Grizzco to operate like an actual company in the Inkling world, Mr. Grizz needs connections within the Inkling world. He needed to hire people, and lots. contractors to pilot the boats. the helicopters. people to repair them when there's issues. contractors to set up the grizzco building. people to maintain it. Supplying and maintaining weapons. Who put the statue there? Remember when grizzco would actually close its gates? someone had to be doing that. Advertisers? Sales of eggs? Do you really think Mr. "Does your species even have bones" Grizz is doing all that? No. So how would Grizz get these connections? I think ORCA could've helped out in some way with scouting some people online or with Grizz's business knowledge being an all-knowing AI. ROTM sure does a great job explaining or even implying anything about the relationship between those two. /s. But ORCA still is just a virtual entity, and you'd need a physical representative for some things, right? Anyway this is where the Judds come in. I think the idea that Lil' Judd being Grizz's initial way into the Inkling world...sucks. That's probably what the Splatoon team is going for and I do not care, the timeline on that does not make sense. Grizzco was introduced to us, the players, in April 2017. At this point the egg baskets are all installed, and there are Inklings in-universe partaking in egg collection....Lil Judd was born only a few months prior. I'm sure it would've taken a while for grizz to get everything together to establish this company. To me it makes more sense for Judd to have involvement. He's the only other mammal, and the one with all the power. (not only do i think the implied canon timeline sucks, in my OCs canon, i've had it established that grizzco has existed in some form several years before s1 so...) I wouldn't think Judd would know about the mammal revival plan. but like, Judd lets Grizz set up because he's looking out for his fellow mammal, and saw the kind of energy benefits this would have….also more salmon meat, yum. Judd canonically has numerous connections in the Inkling world, even to world leaders. He could use these connections to allow for Grizzco to set up business and give that permission to operate in the restricted areas where Salmonids live. Beyond this I have a hard time imagining Judd getting too heavily involved. Like once some other people are hired to do some more micromanaging of the company Judd kinda dips. Lil judd doesn't get involved until some years later and takes more direct interest in the company. With permissions granted and Grizzco operating as a defense against the Salmonid army while also providing power eggs, then grizz could do whatever he wanted so as long as an amount of money and eggs went into the Inkling world. And eggs are the primary source of income for Grizzco, so this part is very important. I think very early on Grizz would've had to personally deal with the sales of eggs to get the money to get the company started...maybe selling to octarians even? But for some real business dealings in inkopolis, youre gonna need some representatives in-person. anyways remember when this post was about my OCs. So I'm making a Grizzco board of directors, and they're the ones who actually maintain the company and the things in it while Grizz is busy in Alterna. Even the directors don't really know about Grizz's mammal revival plan, they just supply him with golden eggs and turn a profit for the company, by whatever means necessary.

After spending quite some time at Grizzco and becoming more trusted as an employee, Verna gets to know some of these directors. Some become his allies, and some are a bit more unsavory... He starts spending more time with some of them especially after his salmonid encounter, and they'll have a role in Cress and Verna's story. I've had some of these guys bouncing around in my head for years. some of them have art that im sitting on. i wish i could share more but I am Not done cooking </3 so to answer your ask in short. yes I have finalized much of the things with how i have grizzco functions in my OC's setting, and im basically ignoring the existence of grizz himself, in the same way that grizzco as a company runs completely normally even after grizz basically dies in ROTM. but at the moment, i do not have all the details finalized with other people at the company and how verna interacts with them

[rainbowxspooky]

How to teach a dumbass billiards 101

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guess who wrote another street fighter fic at 3:00am? :3 anywho this fic's gonna be a littleeee different since i stepped out of my comfort zone this time and did an actual story! [ngl i feel like sm things could've been better- BUT HEYYY WE'RE GETTING THERE] also in case it wasn't clear...ed x rashid cause why not :3 plus it's one of my favorite ships😁 but ye enough talk! hope you guys enjoy this one!

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It was a late night in Metro City, the sky was pitch black with small balls of light shining in the void. Most people don’t go out and about in Metro City, unless you're one of those partygoers or a part of some gang…or you're one of the two people who seem to be complete opposites, those two were none other than Ed and Rashid. The two street fighters were hanging out at some arcade. The arcade itself wasn’t too bad; it was just really flashy with some of its decor and games. The whole place had an obnoxious club vibe with all the neon and people around…or at least that’s what Ed thought. He kept on mumbling about how much the colors were in his words “a damn eyesore”, Rashid brushed off Ed’s pessimism and told him to “give the place a chance”. Rashid said he found it a while back thanks to one of his viewers. Or at least, that’s what the boxer had heard, to be honest…ed wasn’t paying much attention to the bubbly streamer, instead he had his mind set on how much he REALLY didn’t want to be here right now…oh, and the billiard game he had in front of him. The blonde wouldn’t be here right now if it weren’t for his dumbass streamer friend. At first, the two spent most of their time messing with a few of the arcade games, but after a while, it got kinda boring to the boxer. The two were currently stuck at some claw machine that may or may not have been a scam. As Rashid was stuck on getting the lopsided stuffed animal (Ed couldn’t tell what the damned thing looked like…maybe some twisted version of a bear). After a few tries the blonde couldn’t help but find himself bored and unamused at the endless attempts Rashid made. “You sure you don’t wanna quit or somethin’?..” Ed spoke up as he failed to sound less annoyed than he already was. Rashid must have not noticed Ed’s tone, because he soon responded with a small “nuh uh” under his breath. “I can’t quit now! If I do…someone’s going to take away the lil’ guy”. Ed rolled his eyes, he couldn’t believe this idiot would rather spend his time getting some messed up thing than wasting his time on arcade games…WITH HIM!!!

Ed sighed as he watched the streamer gain more failed attempts, however, his eyes would soon land on something else that would pick up his interest…

A lone pool table, standing across the other eye-sore machines, seemed to be in good shape, better than the one he has back at the neo shadaloo base. Ed looked back at Rashid…then at the pool table, surely Rashid wouldn’t mind if he ditched him for a few rounds, right? “M’ headin’ off, have fun with…whatever the fuck that is,” Rashid gave Ed a small “mhm” as he focused on getting the “toy”. 

Ed left the idiot to his devices and went over to the pool table to properly set it up, he made sure the balls were stuck together in the rack, then when he was confident that the balls were clumped together, took out the rack, afterwards he placed the cue ball right below the cluster of balls. The thing left to do was to get a cue stick, which wasn’t hard for the edgy blonde to pick out. Ed made his way to the middle and got in stance, he leaned in close, positioned the stick at the cue ball with precision, took extra time planning out the shot in his head, and…

.    .    !

Made his shot, making all the balls scattered around the table. He then made his way to where the cue ball was to make another shot, as the boxer shot the balls into the pockets, his mind was on something else…or rather someone else. 

Ed didn’t know why Rashid suddenly popped into his head this time…or the many other times before that. It’s not like he had a crush, hell no, far from it. That shit sounds ridiculous, the lone boxer and some over the top streamer…together…the thought made Ed let out a small “tch” as he hit another ball into the pocket. The more Ed gave in to the idea of him and Rashid being a thing, the more he denied it. There was just no way someone as friendly and charismatic as Rashid could get together with some jackass like him, it was just impossible.

But now wasn’t the time to think about stupid thoughts like that, right now he had a game to focus on. Ed leaned in just a little bit to hit this last ball, all he had to do was time the shot just right and he would be able to- 

“Whatcha doing? :3” The streamer’s voice caught Ed off guard, making him miss the cue ball by an inch. He honestly didn’t hear Rashid coming near him, the little shithead made him jump a bit… “Tch, you made me miss my shot, dumbass…” Ed grumbled under his breath as he readjusted his stance. “My bad, i just wanted to see how your little game was going” Rashid chuckled a bit as he made his way next to his blonde comrade who was focused on the game. “T’ was fine till your ass made me miss” Ed shot back at his “friend” as he managed to shoot the 8-ball into the pocket, finishing the first round. “Awww, are you that salty over your shot?” Rashid teased lightly, making Ed roll his eyes as he set up the next game. 

As Rashid watched, he decided to humor his boxer friend with an interesting question. “Could…you maybe teach me how to play?”. This made Ed freeze, he knew Rashid was probably messing with him…unless-

“What happened to getting that thing you wanted earlier?” Ed questioned the brunette as he racked all the balls. “Eh..I gave up, plus that stuffed pal wasn’t worth it…even though it was super adorable.” Rashid smirked at his clever sarcasm. Ed gave Rashid his signature deadpan face as he took away the rack, “You and I both know that thing looked hideous as shit.” Ed sighed as he placed the cue ball. “Well…” Rashid paused, making the blonde turn his attention towards him “I still wanna learn how to play, that is…if you’ll do the honors of teaching me?” Rashid gave Ed a pleading smile. Ed gave the idea some thought, on one hand, he could totally tell the dumbass to fuck off and play one of the DDR machines he saw earlier…on the other hand, he couldn’t help but shake off what could happen if he missed his chance to get closer to the idiot. After some back and forth, Ed let out a small sigh and handed him the cue stick, “Y’ better be serious about what you said”  Ed pushed the cue stick into Rashid’s hands, making the brunette chuckle. “Don’t worry…i’m being 100% serious here, i promise I’ll be a good student” Rashid gave the blonde his classic wink, ‘cute.’ Ed thought, but he wouldn’t let that stop him from giving Rashid a hard time. “Hmph…we’ll see” Ed mumbled as he guided Rashid to the center of the table.

“M’ kay, the main goal is to get all the balls in those holes” Ed points to the pockets, “you wanna save the 8-ball for last tho”. Rashid nods and tries to get in the stance Ed was in earlier, ”So if I hit the 8-ball early on in the game…it’s over, right?”. Ed nods as he watches Rashid carefully “Mhm, you wanna make your shots count each time you play” Ed smirks “So don’t screw up, dumbass”. Rashid playfully rolls his eyes as he tries to fix his aim, he goes for the shot and…

.   .   !

He misses!  “Ahaha…whoops!” Rashid tries to laugh at his garbage shot, Ed lets out a small sigh “Tch…didn’t like that lameass shot you made.”  Rashid rolled his eyes a bit and he got in stance again “Oh come on dude! Cut me some slack!!” Ed shook his head and gave the brunette his deadpan face “Just don’t pull that stunt again. I’m supposed to be teachin’ you so don’t think I’ll go easy on you” Rashid doesn’t take Ed’s warning seriously as he takes his time with the stance. This time, he hits the cue ball! But his stance ends up being off by the end. As the game continued, Rashid managed to screw up almost every shot he missed, whether that’d be thanks to his stance or aim or overall knowledge of the game, Ed being the awesome teacher he is, calls Rashid out on his mistake…kinda brutally. But despite Ed telling Rashid that “his stance is throwing off his aim” or “an infant could make better shots than you” he still tried his best to help the streamer out and even gave him tips that helped Rashid improve. Slowly, Rashid gets better at the game, he doesn’t become a pro but he does end up being better than he was before, Ed would give Rashid a nod or an approving “hmph” each time he made a shot. Ed still thought that Rashid kinda sucked, but that didn’t matter to him right now…what mattered was that he was spending some time with someone he…tolerated. 😏 

At last…Rashid finally makes it to the last ball…the 8-ball. Rashid takes a breath as he leaned in and got in stance, Ed watches from the side, taking notes in his mind as he sees Rashid land this last shot.

.  .  .

Or tries too, Ed can see Rashid is still having some trouble with his stance. After a bit, the blonde sighs and decides to give his idiot a hand, “keep this up and you’re gonna make a fool outta yourself…and i’ll laugh my ass off if you do” Ed comes up behind the streamer. Rashid pays no attention to this and continues to aim, “Oh shush…i almost got this one, trust me”. As Rashid struggles more, Ed rolls his eyes and decides to step in. “Mhm..sure you do…” Ed leans onto Rashid’s frame and helps him get into the correct stance. The brunette froze as he felt Ed’s chest against his back and his cold hands run through his arms, gently guiding them in place. The cold hands (and closeness)  gave Rashid chills, Ed just chuckles against him as stays close to Rashid  “Y’ should really lean in more…you’d have less trouble with your shots if you do” Ed backs away from Rashid and gives him some space. This…left Rashid in a blushing state, the poor streamer didn’t know how to respond to that. Rashid always had a small crush on Ed but this intensified it by like…100% percent! Rashid took a breath and focused on his shot…sure he always found Ed to be…cute. Like when he’s pissed off, or when he’s fighting off a group of thugs, or even when he’s rambling about that trading card series he likes. Despite their personalities clashing with each other, Rashid always liked Ed for how different he was…There was a lot of things Rashid liked about Ed, his strength, his looks, his drive, his bare chest- 

Rashid glanced back at Ed, then back at the pool table, should he really throw the game just because Ed threw him off? 

.   .   .

Rashid sighed, oh well he thought, he never really cared about the game anyway.

.     .     !

He just wanted to spend time with someone he liked.

Ed just stared at Rashid as he “missed” his shot, being slightly pissed at his efforts to teach going to waste. He marched up to the streamer and poked his chest, “Th’ hell was that for?! You could’ve made the shot ya dunce.” Rashid just laughed off his failures like it was nothing

.  .  .

He always found it kinda hot when Ed was pissed off…

“Hey, um..” Rashid leans in close enough to Ed's face, giving him a small hint on what he was gonna do next. Ed was completely oblivious to what Rashid was doing, glaring at him as he felt his face heat up, “Tch…th’ hell you think you’re doin’?”. Rashid wasted no time giving Ed a small kiss on the cheek, even though the kiss itself was small, it still made the blonde freeze up and…not punch Rashid in the face. After what felt like forever, Rashid stepped back and let out a soft chuckle, giving Ed a soft gaze “I just…wanted to thank you…for teaching me how to play”. Ed was…speechless to say the least, he didn’t think Rashid would have the balls to get this close to him…or kiss him. “Th’ was…kinda random, not gonna lie…but…” Ed could barely get his sentence out as he felt breathless. He wanted to at least get back at Rashid for catching him off guard, so without warning, he leaned in close to Rashid’s face and enveloped his mouth in a slow kiss. Rashid could feel his face heat up more as he slowly eased into the kiss. After a few seconds, Ed broke the kiss and glanced at Rashid’s face.

Yeah, That kiss was kinda shit, Ed thought to himself as he cringed at what he did, in his defense, he doesn’t get a lot of experience. But judging by the streamer’s expression, that didn’t seem to matter one bit. 

.  .  .

‘Heh…cute’ he thought, Rashid looked so cute…and out of his mind, just how he pictured, “but yea, your welcome…dumbass” Ed smirked at the brunette with a soft look in his eyes. Rashid just stared at Ed and laughed “Aha…so does this mean you like me?”. Ed froze…that’s what that idiot picked up from this?! How stupid was he…of course he liked him!!!

“Th’ fuck you think?” Rashid chuckled at Ed’s bark, “I think I did a good job catching you off guard” This got a laugh out of Ed, “Like hell you did…ya got lucky Rashid” The brunette wrapped his arm around Ed’s and led him away from the pool table. As the two walked away, Ed spoke up “So what now?” Rashid just shrugged “I dunno…anything really..as long I’m with you” Rashid playfully bumped into Ed. “Tch…that was cheesy.” Ed bumped Rashid back and smirked.

He didn’t want to be here in the arcade, or anywhere really. But as long as he had Rashid with him…he was okay with doing whatever.

[moongothic]

Kinda started rereading Dressrosa and... Although I always chalked up the similarities between Crocodile's plan to take over Alabasta and how Doflamingo took over Dressrosa as nothing but Oda reusing similar plot elements but in a slightly different way (just to show us what could've become of Alabasta had Croc gotten away with his schemes, what Luffy helped prevent from happening to begin with)...

Robin's reaction to hearing the story of Dressrosa and HOW Doflamingo took over the country, that simple little "...!!", actually does kind of speak volumes

Like if you wanted canonical evidence to Crocodile having been "inspired" by Doflamingo, then yeah, Robin would be The Person who would pick up on that, she'd be the person who'd be like "hey, that story sounds awfully familiar to what Crocodile did", since he was her boss

Do want to note that, timeline-wise, Doflamingo only took over Dressrosa 10 years ago, where as Crocodile had been Scheming and establishing his position as the Hero of Alabasta for 16 years. Like Croc's intent to obtain Pluton and create his military nation utopia absolutely pre-dates Doffy's takeover, so that wasn't and can't have been inspired by Doflamingo at all. It's more just the plan and method Crocodile ended up going with (framing the king (through a bloodbath) and putting the country in a position without a ruler where he could just yoink it for himself with ease) where the similarity becomes more obvious. But it is also kind of where it ends. Doflamingo wanted Dressrosa because he felt like he was entitled to the island (as his family had been its original rulers and he was a Tenryuubito), and was using the island for his own gains (Smile manufacturing etc, for his dealings with Kaidou), all while having a great distain and hatred of the world and how he had been "wronged" (=Tenryuubito rights revoked). Meanwhile... yeah, Crocodile wanted to create a "utopia", only targetting Alabasta because he believed Pluton was there and because Pluton would be needed for his ideal military nation. That minor difference and Crocodile's clear and great distain and hatred of Doflamingo combined...

Yeah, I dunno, this is just interesting to me. God I need Robin and Crocodile to have a lil reunion chat

[jesteriajunovix]

Battleborn Ramble Before Bed. (No I will not be taking responsibility or criticism for anything I say in this post its 12 AM).

Sometimes I just put on battleborn voice lines in the background while I do stuff. It makes me think about what could've been...... Oh Orendi. Your annoyingly high-pitched voice and deeply 2016 voice lines will forever be left to the past.

Honestly lets talk about it. What if I lived in a world where they fleshed out Orendi and she had more traction in what would be a heightened battleborn fandom. Like she was kind of swaggin. I mean I'm already coping as hard as ever so I'll just say I REALLY REALLY wish I could grow more investment in this character through story and fanart. Like ya there are many other characters that fit her archetype better in present day while delivering more as a character already, but I feel like the character of Orendi is a dead chicken kind of just constantly rotting out of the corner of my eye. Like her design is cool. Her voice lines a lil cringe, but could be tempered with time and more story. She already had some stuff goin on with the other characters that seemed pretty cool.

Like it annoys me how overwatch killed this game considering how uninteresting recent overwatch characters have looked comparably. Its like comparing a Cybertruck to a Beetle Car almost.

Gearbox (Or Arc Games or whatever) and Blizzard both pretty shitty as companies so I won't argue anything on that between the two really.

Just specifically with the characters I feel like the fucky experimentation of battleborn was way more out there and less afraid to pull weird, but interesting punches that have been lost in overwatch due to like a shitty higher-up in staff cannibalizing another coworker or something and needing to cover it up by dangling keys via the Diversity Point giving Robots (Bosses/Managers) ability to hover over artist and tell them to make the most milk toast designs ever seen in FPS history, but with representation built in.

Not that anything is wrong with representation. Its just that an actual artist's and the abacus-fiddling dinosaur moneymen that are thinking of how to lay off and ruin more peoples lives at the company have different Ideas of representation and how it should be approached. One has soul and the other doesn't put simply.

"Oops! my anarchy Symbol"

Another thing that is more personal than it is critical is the fact that like..

Overwatch Character: "I am bathed in the sun of Ra!!! Death be up-"

I don't care being real. Like I get it. You're a cool mighty person on the side of good or "the syndicate" or you're homeless or your mentally disturbed or other by some dumb sci-fi research experiment shit. None of their lines I think i really fuck with, because the most fun they really have with it is maybe just a little cheekyness or other. It feels soft serve and generic marvel shit.

Battle Born Character: "Ew you're fucking poor. Kill yourself you FREAK!!! Your brokenness might rub off on me."

Lowkey I might be on some "Thing, Thing Japan" type timing, but with overwatch and battleborn. I just honestly feel like theres more heart when Marquis kills you and tells you to get your fuckin money up you POOR lowly InsIgnIfIcant weirdO AliEn FREAKAZOID.

Also Battleborns gameplay was more fun. It just had a confusing upgrade system that was actually pretty cool.

To end this ramble lets look at some more characters I wish had the time to get fleshed out and gain fandom momentum.

I love this corny nigga bro. Reminds me of like that one corny black coach/gym teacher you had in high school, but is still like a cool dude.

Marquis. Nough Said. He's a Poor Hating Robot made of gold with a silly lil sniper & he talks shit to you in a hammed-up German accent.....Literally perfect. Grow up.

Literally the most fun gameplay and across the board just cool as shit. If I had one criticism I wish he flew a little looser in game.

Proper British Representation. Tracer could never. I've seen at least 100 British people who look and sound exactly like this.

A lil more generic voiceline wise, but I like her energy and twang. More butch than any overwatch character I've seen. Lost Soldier.

Last, but not least I just want you to know the 7 other people wallowing in the ashes of the battleborn "Fandom" do not condone the words and actions of Ultra kid. Sick Fuck. I'm sorry and all the families affected you have our deepest condolences. We'll get through this.

[squeakyleftsneaker]

Watching Voltron for the 1st Time: S7 Ep 9-11

GUYS I AM STILL HERE, this goddamn show has NOT killed me yet. If you're new, here's the long of it, and the short of it is that I got into this at first because a kid I tutor loves it, and now I'm still here out of pure spite. Unfettered ire, and desire to unpack every little thing wrong with this show because it's consumed my life. I think about how catastrophically wrong this show went too often now. I told my fucking situationship about this show that's how much it bothers me. So here's the list of things I liked and the much longer list of things I didn't about this run of episodes.

I am not mad

Shiro's fierce winged eyeliner is really the only thing working here isn't it anyway I love Shiro's fierce winged eyeliner.

Iverson liking the damn dog is so real because me too

Keith and Hunk actually talking is very sweet jfc it's about time there was some interpersonal interaction

I will fucking take them bringing back the Sendak shit from alllll the way back in the day. That is actually good use of an established plot point. Finally.

Veronica teasing her brother is unironically great sibling shit

Teleporting space wolf is overpowered as hell but I think he is so cute n fluffy I forgive

Sanda betraying them was very predictable and I am okay with this, it's a nice enough plot point. I'm okay with it in principle.

Shiro geting his lil Captain Kirk moment from Coran awwwwwww. He's got a half-alien too! (I wish I was watching Star Trek rn. I fucking wish anything in this show have the joys of Captain Kirk. I wish this show had Spock. I wish this show had anything even approaching THE LOWEST LOWS of Star Trek the original series. I WISH I WAS EXPERIENCING STAR TREK FOR THE FIRST TIME INSTEAD OF THIS)

I like them using the lions remotely. We love astral projection and tripping balls in the astral plane as I've already established.

Okay cool so the Atlas spaceship is going to turn into a fucking robot mecha because if there's anything I learned from this show it's that "abilities I never imagined" literally just means "giant robot mecha"

It IRKS me. IRKSOME stuff.

Guys it still really really really bothers me they never swapped armor colors I really really am so bothered by the bayards not matching

Hey guys wouldn't it be so fucking funny wouldn't it be so fucking useful. Wouldn't it be ideal. IF THESE CHARACTERS FUCKING INTERACTED LIKE PEOPLE OMFG also like look me in the eyes and tell me that this show AT NO POINT investigates the fact that ONLY military people got to survive shit

Keith saluting is the most out of charcter bullshit I've ever seen omfg

I FORGOR THEY KILLED ADAM OMFG THEY COULD'VE LET SHIRO HAVE LITERALLY ANYTHING IN THIS STORY YOU MEAN TO TELL ME HE AND THE ONLY REAL PERSON HE TALKS TO KEITH HAVEN'T SPOKEN AT ALL AND HE HAS NO FAMILY ON EARTH AND THEY KILLED HIS WONDERFUL BITCHY EX BOYFRIEND???? BRO???? UNBURY THAT GAY RIGHT THE FUCK NOW

I REALLY dislike how they gave Shiro a Sendak-ass floating arm. That feels. So gross for him given how greatly bothered he was by being compared to Sendak. If I had any faith in this show it could be something interesting to explore but why would we ever explore something in this show!

Keith is just MASSIVELY out of character this is the first time in this show where something happens to Shiro and he DOESN'T go ballistic (among other things lmfao what have they done to him)

Did they run out of animation budget with the amount of still shots in this run of episodes

Bro I am so deadass if I have to watch another military planning meeting I'm going to LOSE MY MIND this is NOT going to make exposition dumps better THIS IS WORSE

I THOUGHT WE'VE ALREADY ESTABLISHED THE FUCKING LIONS CAN PULL UP WE'VE BEEN KNOWN THIS THEY SHOULDN'T BE DOUBTING IT I'M– HOW DO YOU ESTABLISH THINGS AND THEN KEEP PRETENDING THEY'RE NEW

You're telling me we never see Keith and James kiss and make up and work it out on the remix? The remix happened offscreen? Homie I cannot do this anymore

This show really likes people fighting to have the same abilities, presumably to level the playing field. Lotor vs Voltron in their giant mechs, Keith vs the druid Macidus w the teleportation, Allura vs Haggar w the magic back in the day, so I presume they hit upon Shiro vs Sendak as a big final fight thus Shiro must have a Sendak arm. I think this is LAZY. You can have fights on an equal or even slightly skewed playing field with people having DIFFERENT ABILITIES! Those are the fights in this show that worked BEST!

They have nothing for Shiro to do :( give my unemployed king with the fierce eyeliner a JOB. They gave him a stupid ship called the Atlas bro I THINK SHIRO SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO SHRUG (I really do hate that book) (This show just reminds me how much I miss the joy of original Star Trek) (I really just can't stop thinking about how much more I like Star Trek) (They WISH they had A SINGLE interpersonal relationship on this show with EVEN AN OUNCE of the depth that Kirk and Spock had) (you do not have to read those two romantically if you don't want to the whole point of their relationship is that it's all and none of the options you think it is) (Star Trek did big ensemble cast big story sci fi RIGHT)

I like that their new "Well we don't know what to do with this character anymore" move is just to kill em off.

Dear reader I miss watching Star Trek so much when I watch this show. I really, truly, deeply miss watching Star Trek.

I really cannot believe how poorly this show has gone. I LOVE science fiction. I love retro sci fi. I grew up on fucking Heinlein juveniles and Star Trek and Ender's Game (god the way Orson Scott Card has ruined so many good memories for me by being a homophobic piece of shit. I am so unspeakably angry about it). Getting me to like a throwback revival of an 80s campy sci fi staple should be a SLAM DUNK.

The fact that I just. Hate this. Is MIND BOGGLING. THIS IS RIGHT UP MY ALLEY! YOU HAVE TO FUCK UP SO HARD FOR THAT. I AM AN EASY PERSON TO PLEASE.

I don't care anymore man I just need this show OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR IT'S BEEN WEEKS OF WATCHING EXCEEDINGLY POORLY CRAFTED WRITING AND I REALLY JUST FEEL SO HOLLOW!

I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING. I have nothing. I have no rambles in me left, I have take no joy in this really. There's just BETTER STUFF out there. There's stuff that is arguably MORE fraught in terms of race and gender and yet still overall does a BETTER JOB at telling a story because this show was so RUSHED and can't do anything right.

I just. Need a bit of a palate cleanser. After this show ends I might liveblog a totally different piece of media that I actually like, because really, I am just so fed up with this show that it's making me question why I even liked this genre to begin with.

[batsplat]

sort of not really related to being unable to separate honda characteristics from marc’s riding style—one of the reasons i really enjoy the idea of him on a ducati is that i think it’s cooler to win titles with more than one manufacturer like it speaks to your longevity and adaptability plus it just adds class lol. i mean he has ridden some tricky hondas so his adaptability was never really in question but you know. and granted it won’t be as cool as vale’s switch to yamaha just cause like ducati is by far the best bike on the grid and his teammate is not someone i particularly rate (hope i don’t eat my words) but nevertheless very pleasing to me. side note i would have loved to see him ride a yamaha but sadly that shall remain a fantasy

yeah I mean I don't massively care about the big picture legacy debates because it's just. not my thing in sports. but I DO care about stories and it's basically always more fun to have more variety in someone's career. this last year has already done wonders for that for marc's career... I have felt for like,, a long time that it would be a terrible shame for marc to spend his whole motogp career with honda. pretty sure I've already said this somewhere on this blog but I was extremely un-thrilled when marc signed a four year contract extension in 2020. not even necessarily because it seemingly guaranteed him more titles - though his dominance was undoubtedly making me a bit tired of the sport - but also because it was just... the most boring option. you'd kinda seen everything you could possibly get from the marc/honda relationship by that point (I mean, I suppose we hadn't seen 'abject failure and misery' so good on them for mixing it up after all). changing things up is fun! put him in a satellite team! put him in factory red! it added something neat to the post-season test! sports is about putting athletes in Situations. this is a good development for the sport

(and yes I'm very happy it's made my spreadsheets more interesting as it gives me another variable to tease apart which marc performance patterns were down to the honda and which are due to his own riding style, though this next current year will really tease apart that distinction. if that's the kind of thing you care about. putting a lil asterisk next to qatar and mugello, just to see something. it would've been interesting to see him ride a yamaha OR a suzuki which was MY personal completely unrealistic 'come on marc don't u want to try it out :))' 2019 era pipe dream for where I wanted him to go (arguably a wish that aged extremely well given how the 2020 season panned out). from the limited amount I understand of riding styles and differences between manufacturers, I would've thought those bikes would suit him the worst, so that could've been interesting. but alas)

but yeah, idk, I mean valentino said himself in 2018 that marc didn't need to prove anything by switching manufacturers and that it just came down to what marc wanted. and like,,, valentino's right. it's not like anything about this ducati transition is all that shocking either. this isn't to diminish marc's achievements this last year, but... in spite of the past few years and his age and his arm and his own cautious rhetoric (which idt was all lies but I never quite bought)... I would've been surprised if he'd done worse than he ended up doing this year. I do think adapting to unrideable bikes within a manufacturer is significantly different than adapting to a completely different bike (not least because those poorly handling bikes were built specifically around marc's skillset), but again. it's deeply unsurprising he managed the switch well. and yeah, it's good for the cv to show off a bit of range. I will say that if you're looking to do prop, marc fans really need to be doing more talking up of their opps. you want to say the opposition is super strong so it means more when you beat them! it's like the valentino impulse with erasing sete, this isn't doing your own cause any good. pecco is just objectively a respectable title rival and if marc demolishes him then congrats to marc and full credit to him - that would be a truly remarkable achievement. you don't want to be beating a fraud! you just don't! and if marc remains a competitive factor for a few more years, he should be coming up against other title rivals sooner or later. so y'know. hopefully he does have at least one more marginal title fight at some point

[trickstersaint]

Screaminggg saint person I just read your apple taste in the throat as sin poem and I love it so I have a childhood experience to share bc I think the vague themes will make you writhe

So! Ever since I was a child I thought The Fruit™ was a fig! And I felt probably the same way you did whenever you ate an apple as when i ate fig newton's bc of this at like 6🤷 tasty but also [grows up in the church].

Anyway, that one lil story in the bible with the fig tree where jesus is having a very human moment and got caught in 4k withering the tree out of hanger then covered his ass with bravado+temple talk had stuck with little me from this, so to ramble: the life and death that goes into a figs growth and how even in paradise there was hunger, how it exists even among the divine, and that you have to give yourself whole to it like a fig wasp (it will kill you in the end) (or do you choose to die for it) (was there ever really a choice or is it nature to find something bigger than yourself and sacrifice your life for it) and that religion only lives on bc we do but who is to separate the temple from the tree thats barren that will outlast us like a legacy to all we could've been if not withered before its fruiting season? And what of the tiny wasps when the time comes to pollinate but the tree is gone, what of the next generation that burrowed their way out of the fig/divine and what life cycle is there to choose after? Were you born into it all or is it only where your mother died? andandand?? Screams I hope this gives you inspo for more writing or that you at least enjoyed the vibes of me being insane abt figs and what it means to take of the forbidden fruit and the withering of the fig tree lol

Also princess Diana and Gerard as a saint has been rattling around in my brain and I'm going nuts plz elaborate on what they mean to you I'm dying to hear ur thoughts in depth on that

my friend is also really into the fig tree story... beginning to think that raised-christian people only have a few preset bible concepts that they come preloaded with obsessions around. the two genders... fig and apple... anyway saying that even in paradise there was hunger is crazy. i need to write more about adam and eve they drive me insane. y'all ever think about this line from an article about adam and eve that i was reading for a research project a year ago and only posted on my main account where almost none of you guys would have seen it

she is trying desperately to encase herself within the divine framework... jack katz "The Social Psychology of Adam and Eve" save me. save me... anyway...

mmmm on princess diana and gerard way as saints. i find it interesting the way that people idolize her both as an icon of kindness and charity and also as a martyr; for the people who are really caught up in the image of her, i feel like it's absolutely as much about the fact that she died as it is about the good things that she did. not to say that people make her a christ figure lmao but if you REALLY wanted to get into it you could draw some parallels between the way that people talk about jesus interacting with the lepers and diana shaking the hand of someone with aids. and then to take this figure that you are idolizing for their selflessness and good works and to say that she was murdered is like. very evocative of martyrdom i think. these are not personal beliefs of mine i just find it very interesting to look at how people talk about her. personally i think the cultural obsessions around figures like princess diana and marilyn monroe, especially because they're women, are only ever going to grow parasocial and focus around the image or the idea of a person rather than fostering an interest in a historical figure. which. i mean. hey. me and saint sebastian for real :|

um. and then to further implicate myself in this social phenomenon. i am a freak about gerard way and i am not to be trusted around images of them in joan of arc armor or a cheerleader dress. liable to burst into tears or start speaking in tongues i think. i've been too transgender and too into my chemical romance for too long to be anything near normal about that particular person. seeing them in the joan of arc costume made me feel so crazyinsane about religion for so long that i sat down and wrote that first saints quiz. um. and you know actually i do have a poem about the way that it makes me feel so you can just go read that before i say something that's going to make me sound like i have a genuine religious fixation on that guy with like. a wife and kids. see also: trickstersaint poem "there's this feeling i get that i can't describe".

[whoslaurapalmer]

RSU: asoue netflix

there are, in fact, things i do like or appreciate about the show!!

-i genuinely do love seeing babybea!! actually having a scene where she interacts with lemony is really great and it's such a precious scene too. her lil beret is fucking adorable. -the henchperson's coroner van in reptile room saying CORNER -olaf smashing the lights in the hallway in hostile hospital is truly scary and i always liked that part -"it's been eight minutes, do you want some tea?" is incredibly iconic. something i could see book!jacques saying as well -I'D GIVE ANYTHING TO SIT AND TALK WITH HIM AGAIN -honestly lemony's physical placement in the scenes was overall done really really well. lemony is an undeniable part of this world and this story and we get to see him there -also his costumes were stellar -i really do like seeing the denouements, like physically seeing them move around and in and out of scenes was really, really cool, like visually seeing the hotel and the three of them pretending to be two people honestly was incredible. in my initial notes about season 3 i said tv was made to show the three chapters that happen simultaneously and i stand by it bc it was neat to finally see!!!!!!!!!! -the green hotel has grown on me, too. i must say. same with the denouements having mustaches. -you know, show!poe was hilarious, honestly. when i think of mr. poe, i do in fact think of show!poe now, without fail. -"i speak all of them hella fluently" -oh the reveal of jacques' vfd tattoo in ersatz elevator was great -i think the song references in the dialogue were really fun!! 'i can hit a blackbird flying in the dead of night', 'oh, i'll tell you what i want', 'what's that thing james brown said?' -oh, that murakami quote, too!! -they really crafted an atmosphere on the show, with the sets and the clothes and the colors, and there were a lot of little background details to zoom in on or catch, and although maybe it wasn't an, expected atmosphere? it makes the show feel like a solid, contained world -violet's outfits were super cute!! -jacquelyn kicking the payphone off the hook and dialing with her heel -although it could've been handled differently, i liked the scenes of vfd in the background in the first season. i liked seeing more of gustav!!!!! -"look, here's a picture of us." "there's no one in that photograph." "we're locked inside the piano." -lucy punch as esme really was inspired -i love the pattern on the sugar bowl!! -not to keep bringing up reptile room but just the room itself. monty's house itself. it's always SO beautiful. like there's actually a lot of heart and love in his house and i just love the big glass windows so much -just seeing the books get the opportunity to be adapted as a whole -- even if, yeah, i don't consider it an overwhelmingly successful adaptation -- was still great and a real highlight of my life! the anticipation of it, watching the trailers (watching the mysterious completely unrelated trailer...........), getting my tattoo which was based off a season one eye design, the idea of the show brought back a lot of interest and love for the series!! and i know it brought a lot of new fans to the books afterwards, or previous fans back to the books!! and that's nice.