#there goes my 15 minute break at work lol

[lavender---sunshine]

im applying for jobs i do not want but absolutely need, because even though i love my job i get paid crackers

[munch-mumbles]

ive been a little upset about it all night so i need to write out all the things that happened at work today and are bugging me so i can TRY to get it out of my head and actually RELAX bc i just keep pacing in circles around it instead of just accepting it and moving on

[sseatherny]

I THINK HE KNOWS

📷 05 — I'll be in your care

You find yourself waking up earlier than usual. Your mind is immediately consumed by thoughts of everything that may unfold later in the day. You couldn't help but feel excited. After almost 3 years of pining, you're finally given a chance to talk to Sae.

As you rushed to get ready, you noticed that you were putting in extra effort into fixing yourself. For some unexplained reason, you felt the need to look your best. Shaking your head, you looked at your reflection in the mirror and whispered, “I'm only doing this for the project.”

Upon your arrival at school, you spot Bachira and Rin, with Rin seemingly getting annoyed by Bachira's antics. You approach the duo and pat them both on the back, prompting Bachira to tease you, asking you why you aren't wearing a wedding gown. Just as you were planning to respond, your alarm goes off, causing you to feel embarrassed.

Quickly shutting off the alarm, you hear Bachira let out a laugh. “Pfft, dreamy jazz, huh?”

You glared at him, and Rin sighed, watching the both of you. “How mature,” he thought. He checks his watch and says that it's time for class.

“I'll see you later.” He waves goodbye before heading off, leaving you with Bachira, who is still laughing.

[ 📷 ` ]

As the lecture came to a close, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. You had just endured a grueling 4-hour lecture, and you were eager for a break. As you were about to bury your head in your arms, your phone vibrated with a message from Rin.

“Who is it?” Bachira asked out of curiosity, tilting his head.

“It's Rin. He wants to meet us outside,” you replied as you began packing your things.

Bachira didn't ask any more questions and soon followed suit, packing up his things as well.

While the two of you were making your way out of the room, Rin was waiting for you outside. Already looking impatient. He began to walk before you even had the chance to say something.

“Where are we going, Rin?” You asked as you tried to catch up with him.

“I thought you wanted to talk with Sae?” Rin answered, furrowing his brows. Upon hearing his response, you froze in your spot, feeling nervous and excited all at once. Bachira, who noticed your nervousness, made an attempt to lighten the mood.

“You look like you're about to take a dump, lol,” He said, trying to make you laugh.

Of course, it didn't work.

“Shut up, you're not helping,” you glared.

After walking for over 15 minutes, Rin stopped and looked at you.

“Ready?” He asked. You gave him a thumbs up and tried to force a smile. Rin didn't say anything and just walked towards the door of Sae's class, which, luckily, was open.

Shidou, who was zoning out, saw the younger Itoshi outside, causing him to tap the older Itoshi's shoulder, getting his attention.

“What?” Sae replied, looking irritated.

“Your brother is outside,” Shidou answered, pointing at Rin. Upon seeing Rin, Sae stood up nearly immediately and walked towards him.

“Someone wants to talk to you,” Rin said to his brother.

“It's not a fan that's going to confess their love to you. Don't worry,” Rin added before turning to you, nodding his head, and signaling you to start talking to Sae.

“Hi! My name is Yn, and I'm a student in Ms. Rosedale's art class. We've been tasked with finding a model for our final project, and Ms. Rosedale suggested that you would be perfect for the job. So I was wondering if you'd be interested in being my model for the project. No pressure, of course! Feel free to decline if you're not interested. I completely understand.” You speak politely, forcing yourself to not smile like an idiot while speaking to Sae.

“Is it right now?” He asks as you finish speaking.

“Oh, no, no. It doesn't have to be right now,” you replied, shaking your head.

The student model asked several more questions about the project before finally nodding.

“Alright then. I'll be in your care. I look forward to working with you, Yn.”

SUMMARY. After being assigned the task of finding a model for a project, you, a student photographer, have to face the challenging task of approaching and persuading Itoshi Sae, whom you have a crush on, to be your model. Working with Sae is a huge opportunity to add a renowned name to your portfolio. The pressure and responsibility are real, but so is the chance to achieve something great.

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[justmeinadaze]

Take It Out On Me Part 15 (Steddie X Plus Size Reader)

A/N with Warnings: Daddy Steve/ Sir Eddie and Plus Size Sub Fem reader, No Smut today but all the angst and fluff. Readers Ex makes an appearance and goes about as well as you would expect lol These three talk about their insecurities but the reader more so when it comes to them (feeling guilty about school and stuff like that), she also talks about her weight and how people see her (including her ex) in a negative light.

Please never forget, you are so beautiful. From top to bottom no matter what you look like you are gorgeous and I love you <3.

Word Count: 4766

“That’ll be $1.15.”, Steve grins as the two girls in front of him try to contain their laughter as they hand him their money and he returns their change. “Thank you, ladies, and have a nice day.” His smile immediately falls as they giggle and run off. 

“Way to go, Popeye. You really know how to get the girls going.”, Robin mocks with a grin on the other side of her window in the backroom. 

“To be fair, I’m not trying to. I just look fucking ridiculous in this…thing.”, he gestures at his uniform. 

“Yup, company policy sucks but just remember you’re doing it for love.”, she grins as she pokes his nose. “Speaking of…” Robin points behind him and as he turns, meeting your beautiful face his whole demeanor changes.

“I’m taking my lunch.”, he announces, throwing the hat he was wearing behind her. 

Coming around the counter, he promptly lifts you in his arms, squeezing you tightly to his chest. 

“Whoa!”, you giggle. “Are you ok, babe?”

“Yes, I’m just ready to sit with you and take a break.”

You take his hand as you both walk to the food court in the mall the boys work in. “Eddie should be on his lunch in a few minutes. When I passed the record store, he was almost done putting the cassettes away.”

After grabbing your food, you both make small talk as you wait for the metalhead. Small talk for them is the usual check in for you. They’ll ask how your day was and if anything new happened in class. You always felt a little bad talking about school especially with Steve since he had genuinely tried to apply to places before getting rejected. But when they asked you something you were supposed to answer so you did with as minimal details as possible. 

“It was extremely boring with the same old basics we did for four years already.”, you roll your eyes and he chuckles. 

“Have you thought about a major yet?”

“I’m still not sure. I really like my English classes…I was thinking maybe I could teach or something.”

“Well, you were always good at teaching us.”

Suddenly, headphones are placed over your ears as Eddie threw his body into the chair next to yours and pressed play on the cassette player in his hand. 

“Um…what is this?”

“Its garbage is what it is. My store keeps fucking playing it on repeat and it’s like a stab in the heart every time. I’m not a big fan of Bowie or Jagger but what the fuck?”

“’Hello Y/N and Steve. How are you today?’”, Steve taunts in his friend’s direction who scowls in response as he lightly pulls off the headphones from your head careful not to tug your hair.

“Hello Y/N. How are you today, princess?”

“I’m ok, baby. Thank you.” You grin as you lean over to kiss his lips. 

***

Life since high school hadn’t been easy but being with them was the perfect type of Novocain. You could have the worst day in the world and be absolutely ok as soon as you landed in their arms. Sometimes when they slept, you would lay there and just trace Steve’s back with the pads of your fingers or caress Eddie’s cheek as you brushed his hair back. You never told them but you still had some insecurities when it came to them, the biggest one being “what are they doing with me?”.

It always made you feel guilty, hiding those things from them, but they had already been through so much. You didn’t want to add anymore burdens to their minds. 

“What are you thinkin’ about, hon?”, Masie asked as you push the library cart forward so she can grab the next set of books to put on the shelf. The school library was hiring students when the two of you went job hunting and you were thankful for the opportunity. It didn’t pay much but it was on campus and you got to work with your best friend. 

“The guys.”

“What about them? Trouble in paradise?”

“No. Nothing like that. I just…I’ve been keeping some things from them and I feel guilty.”

“Things like…”

“How much I actually enjoy a lot of my classes and my job with you. I’ve also been…insecure…lately.”

“Mhmm. I swear to God Y/N, if you tell me you think you’re ugly I will slap you.”

You both quietly laugh as you move forward. “No. I don’t know. To me they’re perfect, you know?”

“Yeah, they are definitely not perfect and very much pains in the ass but they’re YOUR pain in the ass.”

##########

Eddie sighed as he flipped through the magazine at the counter. With it being a Monday, most of the kids and shoppers were in their respective places so his record store was boringly quiet. The bell chimed as someone stepped in and casually headed for the front counter.

“Hey yeah, welcome to Hawkins Records. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.”

“I have one actually.”

The metalhead glances over at the man in the military uniform standing before him. When his eyes finally land on his face, his anger boils over. 

“Get the fuck out of my store.”

“Look, I just want to talk, man. Is Steve Harrington around to?”

“We don’t give a fuck what you have to say, Christian. Leave. Now.”

“Let me talk to you both. As soon as I say what I want, I promise I’ll disappear.”

Eddie glares as he heavily exhales and reaches for the phone to dial Scoops Ahoy.

***

Both men scowled at the boy sitting across from them in the food court. Thankfully, you had class around this time so you weren’t able to eat with them on Mondays. 

“I imagine Y/Ns told you about me.”

“About how you hid her and humiliated her? Yeah, she did.”, Steve spat. 

“I deserve that. I’m-I’m not proud of what I did. Those two years in the academy and then signing up for service… I’ve learned a lot and grown up. I want the chance to apologize.”

“Great. We’ll tell her you said sorry.”

“I’d like to do it in person.”

“No fucking way. We’re not letting you anywhere near her.”, Eddie growled.

“I know where she works. I could have talked to her already but I chose to come here first out of respect.”

“No, I think you came here first because if we found out you tried to talk to her we would beat your ass.”

“Really, Munson? Beat my ass? I’d love to see you try.” Eddie began to stand but Steve grabbed his sleeve, bringing him back down. “I am going to talk to her whether you like it or not. This is just a courtesy.”

“Haven’t you hurt her enough? Leave her alone.”

“Me, Harrington? The way I hear it, you two ruined her life way more than I ever could. Hell, you got her kicked out of her house and the entire student body calling her a whore.” Rising to his feet, Christian gathers his things, turning towards them again. “Ask her if she’d want to talk to me and see what she says. I’ll bet you anything she does.”

***

“Hey, guys. Did you have a good day?”, you beam at them from your spot at the table where you were doing your homework. 

“Yeah, baby, we did.” Steve came over to give you a kiss as Eddie did the same, gently brushing your hair back. 

“Are you alright, Sir? You look sad.”

“I’m fine, sweetheart. I just missed you.” After kissing your forehead, he heads for the kitchen to grab a beer. “Should we tell her?”, he murmurs to his friend who’s leaning on the counter next to him. 

“No. She doesn’t need that stress right now.”

“Or ever.”

“What are you two whispering about?”, you giggle. 

“We were just trying to think of what we should get for dinner. I’ve been craving some Chinese food. What about you, honey?”

“That sounds good, Daddy. Do you guys want to watch a movie while we eat?”

“Sure.”, he grins. 

Your head ticks to the side at the action. Something’s wrong with his smile. They both seem on edge but you can’t tell why. For the moment, you let it go, assuming whenever they are ready they will tell you what is on their mind. 

##########

“Hey, space cadet!”, Robin raises her voice as she waves her hand in front of Steve’s face. “I asked you if you could go to the back and refill the chocolate for me. What’s up with you?”

“Y/N should be here by now. My break is in five and she always meets me here beforehand.”

“Maybe she got caught up with Munson or class ran long.”

After doing what she asked, he threw off his hat and headed to the food court, shocked when he found Eddie sitting by himself. 

“She’s not with you?”

“Naw, dude. She usually walks down here with you.”

“Should we go to the campus and—”

You shuffled around Steve without saying a word and threw your body down into one of the chairs at the table in front of them. 

“Where have you been? Are you alright?”, Eddie asks as he reached over to touch your face. You grimaced at the action and abruptly pulled yourself away. His eyes narrowed in your direction, trying to control his tone in this public setting. “What’s got your panties in a knot?”

Your fury filled gaze shifted from him to Steve who had sat down across from his friend. This was completely new to them. They had seen you angry before but never this angry. 

“Something you wanted to share with me, Eddie?”

It wasn’t uncommon for you to use their names while you three were at the mall. It was always usually crowded and they understood that anyone may catch you using their titles. But the way you said his name just then was like you felt he didn’t deserve the title he was given of being your Master. 

“You need to control that tone with me, little girl.”

“No, then? What about you, Steve? Anything?”

The man’s jaw tightened as his palms clenched into fist. “He went to your work, didn’t he?”

“Very good. Yes, Christian, the man that broke my fucking heart suddenly appeared without warning at my job to say he wanted to talk to me. If that wasn’t startling enough, what really threw me was when he asked if you two talked to me yesterday about speaking with him. It’s funny because I don’t remember us having that fucking conversation. Do you?”

“We were trying to protect you.”, Steve mumbled. 

“Liar.” His head turned furiously in your direction. “You weren’t trying to protect me. You were protecting yourselves. He’s the only other person I was serious with before you two. The only person I really fucking cared about.”

“Tread lightly, Y/N, because you are about to be in a lot of fucking trouble.”, Eddie warned.

“More than you already are.”, Steve followed. “Do you really think we’re that insecure? If you want to run back to that fucking dick, be our guest.”

“Tread lightly, Steven. Eddie played this game with Billy Hargrove and last I remembered you both hated it.”

“No, honey, you did. Don’t you fucking forget that we are the only people who took fucking care of you, protected you, and fucked you properly. Everything we do, we do for you.”

“You should have told me he was in town.”

“We had no reason to. You’re not fucking talking to him.”

You chuckled sarcastically as you rose to your feet, pausing when Eddie’s hand grabbed your wrist. 

“We aren’t done here.”

Yanking your arm from his grasp, you scowl at him as you try to control your emotions. Yeah, you kept some things from them but nothing like this. It hurt you that they didn’t tell you about Christian. More than anything it killed you that they didn’t seem to trust you enough to make that choice on your own.

“Yes, we are.”

***

You showed up to Enzos early, fearing that history was going to repeat itself, but after finding the courage to walk in, there he was, sitting at a table in the back.

“Christian.”

“Hey, Y/N. You look beautiful.”

“No.”, you cut him off before he could continue. “That’s not what this is. You said you wanted to talk to me so I’m here to hear what you have to say. This isn’t a date or anything like that.”

He nods, tilting his head as he watched you take a seat before doing so himself. 

“I can respect that. I, uh, I was a real jackass back then. I know I hurt you.” You snicker at his last sentence as you reach for the glass of wine in front of you. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I should have taken you out on more dates and showed you off. I shouldn’t have told Bobby Rushmore that you were just my friend. I…I shouldn’t have humiliated you that night…at the party.”

Christian’s hand reached across the table to try and grab your own but you immediately tugged it away. 

“What did you do?”

“What?”

“At that party. What did you do? What did you say?”

The man leans back in his seat as he crosses his arms over his chest. “I said some mean shit about your weight.”

“Christian. What. Did. You. Say…”

He sighs in frustration as he shrugs. “Does it matter? I’m not like that anymore.”

“You said that she was obsessed with you and you did her a favor by dating you.” Eddie comes out of nowhere, spinning the empty chair at the table around and straddling it as he takes a seat. 

“You also said that she was too gross and ugly for anyone to even want to date her.” Steve angrily threw himself down across from his friend.

Your eyes never left Christians as they spoke. “You don’t remember that do you?”

“Exactly? No but I guess you do.”

“You spineless bastard. Why did you really come back because it wasn’t for me. Not to apologize at least.” When his hazel eyes found yours, you knew. He didn’t need to say it. “Well, please. Enlighten me. What surprised you more? They fact that I wasn’t still sitting at home alone crying over you or that not only had I moved on but I was with two people?”

He smirked as he shook his head and rose to his feet as he began putting on his jacket. “Honestly? It wasn’t the fact that you were with two people but who you were with. Knowing that you lowered your standards so low to fuck the freak that even Steve the king Harrington was able to get a free ride… I thought I could have another turn. Maybe help lift that self-esteem.”

Steve’s fist flew before anyone else could do anything about it. You and Eddie stayed in your seats as the other boy lifted Christian by his collar and shoved his back onto the table.

“Apologize.”, he growled.

“Fuck you, Harrington!”

The restaurant went quiet as he punched him again. Grabbing your own jacket, you finally stood up and gripped his now bloody face in your hand. 

“The only time I ever lowered my standards was when I dated you. It was good to see you, Christian.” When you let him go, you spit in his face before walking out the front door, not even caring if the boys were following you or not. 

***

They both entered the apartment a little after you, Eddie slamming the door behind him. As you exited the bedroom, you waved Steve to the table as you set the first aid kit on top of it.

“You know, we are really going to have to get more antiseptic and gauze if you guys and my family are going to keep punching people for my honor.”

Your tone was calm as you began cleaning his hand and it was making Eddie angry.

“That’s all you have to say? After having an attitude today and then still having dinner with your ex.”

“I don’t know if you noticed but no one ate at that table.”, you sneered. 

Steve’s jaw tightened at your tone. “Vanilla.”

You paused your movements, not looking up from his hand as he said the safe word. “Do you want me to let you go?”

“No, Y/N, you don’t have to. Eddie, come sit down.”

The metalhead cautiously took a seat across from you both as his friend sighed. “I wanted the three of us to have a civil discussion with the safety net of the word because I don’t know about Munson but I am extremely angry with you right now, honey. And… knowing how we are…I can’t guarantee I can keep my emotions in check if this led to us playing.”

After wrapping his hand, you leaned back in your chair, folding your arms as you glared at him. “You have no right to be angry.”

“Excuse me. We have every right. We told you not to go.”, Eddie scolded as he leaned his elbows onto the table.

“And I respect that but that’s not how OUR dynamic works. The three of us talk about things before we do them! This choice was mine to make but if he had come to me first, I would have told him I had to talk to you two.” You chuckled lightly under your breath. “Actually, I’m lying. I still would have told you he came by but there would be no need to have a discussion. I wouldn’t have gone. I had a feeling that was his motive as soon as I saw him.”

“Why did you go tonight?”

“Because you pissed me off.”, you sigh. “It…it hurt when I found out you didn’t tell me. I wanted to hurt you to.”

“Why do you think we thought you’d want to fuck him?”, Eddie growled out his question, hating even the thought. 

You pointed to Steve before moving to the metalhead. “Everyone has a motive and everyone is going to leave.” They both roll their eyes as you shrug. 

“Wait a minute… if you thought that we would ever think that that means you’ve thought about it to.”

“What the fuck are you talking about, Steve?”

“Y/N, we swear on our lives that it didn’t even cross our minds that you would take that asshole back and leave us. Honestly, we know if you ever left us it would be because you thought you were helping us.”

“Like a few months ago, Miss IM-A-Burden.”, Eddie follows as his eyes scan you over. “Sweetheart, are you afraid we’re going to leave you?”

“No.” You tried to say it as confidently as possible but it came out more like a little kid trying to hide something. “Not exactly.”

“What is it exactly?”

You bite the inside of your cheek as you turn away from Steve, your eyeline promptly running into Eddie’s. 

“Wow. Really, Y/N?”, he sighs. “After every fucking thing we’ve been through.”

The other boy’s eyes shift between you both. “How do you do that? How do you read her mind?”

“It’s not so much mind reading as it is knowing her history…and feeling the same way.” Your eyebrows furrow together in his direction as he nods. “Oh yeah. You seriously think I fell in love with the most beautiful girl in Hawkins and DON’T wonder what the fuck she’s doing with me?”

“I’m not the most beautiful but thank you.”

Steve’s fingers abruptly grip your cheeks as he forces you to look at him. “Don’t ever let me hear you say that again. You hear me?” After a couple of seconds, he realizes how he’s holding you and lets you go. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, Daddy.”, you whisper.

“It’s not just your looks, sweetheart. I mean from head to toe, yeah, you’re fucking gorgeous but you’re also so smart. I like when you eat lunch with us and tell us about class. I kind of wish you opened up about it more. Sometimes I worry you’re struggling because you aren’t as animated as you used to be.” You grin as he mimics your expressive hands when you speak. 

“I don’t want to make you guys feel bad. I know you tried so hard to get into school especially Steve.”

“Baby, no. I love seeing you get excited about that kind of stuff. Don’t ever feel like you can’t tell us things. Y/N, you can talk about anything.”

“Do…do you ever think that? Wonder why I’m with you?”

Steve leans back in his chair as he exhales. “Kind of. It’s not so much why you’re with me but why you even gave me a chance after everything. When we first started our thing, I thought it was just sex. Not like…that…you know like…you just liked having sex with us…” You smiled as you watched him stumble over his explanation. “Then at night, I’ll wake up and feel you running your fingers along my back, reminding me of that first night we fell asleep together. I think ‘if she did it then to maybe she did have feelings for me. Why?’”

“A vicious cycle.”, you giggle and he smiles.

“Why do you do that? And come to think of it why do you trace his back but touch my face?”

“Jesus. I seriously thought you guys were asleep when I did that.” You hide your head in your hands as you blush before facing them again. “You don’t lay on your tummy as much as he does! I don’t know. I think as long as I can touch some part of you both, it helps ground me and reminds me that this isn’t a dream. That you both are really here with me. That’s when those insecurities push through.”

Your eyes scan Steve over as he heavily exhales and you continue. “It wasn’t just sex. Honestly, I didn’t know what it was but, you guys always said you found me fascinating…that’s nothing compared to how I felt about you two. Mr. King of the popular kids and resident bad boy of Hawkins…every day I learned something new about you two that just surprised me but what shocked me most was the softness.”

“Softness? Like we weren’t assholes 24/7?”, Eddie chuckled.

“Kind of.”, you grin. “After that first night, you gave me your shirt and then fixed mine. Baby, you literally took the time to sew the buttons back on. Steve for most of junior year always seemed so tightly wound. At his party that night when he fell asleep, I moved some of your hair out of the way and your face immediately calmed so I crawled in to hold you. That next morning after we…you laid your head on my stomach and Eddie held my hand and I just…I felt safe. I never felt that with Christian.”

“I’m sorry we didn’t tell you he was here.”

“You were right, sweetheart. We should have said something. We really were just trying to protect you.”

You smile at them both as you shrug. “It’s ok. I’m going to go to bed. It’s been a long day.”

“Y/N, baby, can you please eat something before you do?”

“Yes, Sir.”, you whisper exhaustedly as you head for the counter to grab some fruit before pausing. “I’m sorry. I assumed Vanilla was lifted. I should have asked.”

“Do you want it lifted? Not saying like we’re going to run there and tie you down or anything.”, the metalhead grins trying to lighten the mood.

“Yeah, of course. I’m ok.”

“Y/N?”

“Yes, Daddy?”

“Do you want us to sleep out here tonight?”

“God no. It feels weird sleeping without you two next to me now but I, um, I understand if you want to though.”, you give them one final smile as you head for the bedroom.

As you stand in front of the mirror, you can’t help but stare at your reflection. You were being honest when you said you had figured out Christian’s intentions as soon as you saw him but that didn’t mean it still didn’t hurt. Now that everything with the guys was sorted out, you were now able to fully feel your feelings when it came to him. 

When Eddie and Steve touched or looked at you, you knew they never saw a plus sized girl. They only ever saw you which is one of the many things you loved about them. It never made sense to you, however, how some people like them could see a strong, beautiful woman and other people like Christian or Steve’s dad saw a pathetic, disgusting, desperate girl.

Looking away, you headed for the closet and grabbed one of Eddie’s shirts before climbing into bed. As you laid down, you glared at the wall on the other side of the room, replaying those months you had been with your ex. How unhappy you had been contrasted to how you felt since you’d been with the boys.

The bed dipped on both sides of you as the metalhead threw off his top and placed himself in front of you on his back, tugging you to his chest. Steve wrapped his arms around your waist, placing soft kisses along your shoulders. With the hand that you had on Eddie’s chest, you extended your finger and traced his tattoos the same way you did with the other man’s back. 

He pleasantly sighed at the feeling, moving his own palm out of the way so you could reach more of his stomach. His head turned slightly allowing him to place his lips on your forehead. 

“I walked the ward for you, babe A thousand miles for you Now who dried my tears of pain, babe? A million times for you, for you.”

You smile as he wraps his arm around your neck, tugging you closer to his face as his lips scrunch and he continues to sing. 

“I'd sell my soul for you, babe What's money to burn for you, for you I'd give you all, and have none, babe Justa, justa have you here by me Because…”

Giggling, you lightly fight against his hold not wanting him to really let you go. Steve raises the arm that’s not under your pillow into the air as both boys sing in unison. 

“In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more!”

“You both are so dumb.”, you grin as you roll onto your back and Eddie turns to face you. 

“I hear that in the store and it makes me think of you. To be fair though, everything makes me think of you.”

“Same especially since I don’t get to listen to music or anything like that so I literally spend my afternoons waiting for you.”

“I think about you both to but especially you, Daddy.” You turn towards Eddie and pretend to be talking only to him but loud enough so Steve can hear. “Do you think you could be serious when we play if he was wearing his work uniform?”

“Hm…is he wearing the hat?”

“Oh of course.”

“I think I could do it.”

“Yeah, ok, keep making your jokes but you can’t say you don’t find it sexy.” Steve wiggles his shoulders as he runs his fingers down his chest sexily making you giggle. 

“Maybe next time? If you guys aren’t too exhausted.”

“Never too tired for you, princess.” Eddie leans over to kiss your cheek as Steve wraps his arm around you again. 

“Wait a minute. I just realized none of us have eaten. The fuck are we doing in bed like an old couple?”

“I ate!” The metalhead reaches behind him and flashes the one bite of the apple you brought in with you. “That’s technically eating.”

He raises his eyebrows in playful warning as Steve jumps out of bed. “I’m assuming Enzos is out but we have some frozen pizza.”

“Can we eat in here? I’m still tired.”

Eddie smooths your hair as kisses your temple. “Oh, they are doing a B movie marathon tonight. You know how much Harrington loves those monster movies.”

“I can hear you!”, Steve hollers as he comes back into the room. “But I don’t mind those black and white ones. They’re so stupid.”

You softly smile as you watch them talk to each other so happy that they are yours. 

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[anime-chick]

thank you @improvised-chaos for posting that interview!

i continue to love kanata hongo:

Hongo : Yusuke and Kuwabara are humans, and Kurama is also in human form, so Hiei is the only pure yokai out of these four. So, I wanted to maintain a coldness, or rather an inorganic feeling, or a feeling of being alien when standing side by side with humans, so I always tried to keep a single wall between them as I played them. From there, as we fought together, little by little, I began to open up my mind to the idea that maybe humans are okay too.

and

Hongo : In addition to the sword, there were a lot of parts to attach to the waist and hands, and there was special makeup, so I was the only one who got in earlier than everyone else. Kitamura : I looked at the schedule and felt sorry for [him] (lol) Hongo : Even when the lunch break ends, everyone is supposed to arrive at the site about 5 minutes early, but I'm the only one who comes in about 15 minutes early and puts on one item at a time, and if I make a mistake in the order, I have to start over. That was a little difficult (lol)

also also

Hongo : Hiei is a character where a sense of speed is important, so he didn't make his body any bigger, but he practiced a lot of the actions he had to actually perform, such as swinging his sword, and his arms and legs were always pumped up. In the original work, Hiei is a little smaller than everyone else, and I wanted to keep that in mind as an image, but since I can't shorten his height, I have to change the way he holds his sword when he's fighting. I made it about 2 steps lower than normal. I fought in a state where I was constantly squatting, and my legs hurt a lot. Everyone goes through hard times and overworks their bodies, and I think that's what makes it so good.

[adventuresasmrsfindley]

I am v tired.

My husband is so pro-kids sports and like that's fine. It is good for him. But I would much rather do it on the weekend. It's such a long day when I work a full time job, also have to entertain the kid solo while working said job, then get off work and have to rush to a practice, then rush home and make dinner, clean up, get him bathed and in bed, etc.

Not to mention he is so painfully shy. He loves wrestling so we are doing a 3 day camp in the evenings this week. It's an hour and 15 minutes. It took us 30 minutes and sooooo much convincing before he even stepped foot on the mat tonight. 😩 He did so great once he got out there but omg. Having to be a supportive and calm parent when I just wanted to scream GET OUT ON THE DAMN MAT!!! drained me lol. I was proud of him for finally getting out there and hopefully tomorrow goes much smoother since he knows what to expect.

My husband is going THROUGH IT mentally with all the back stuff and thinking about switching careers because of said back stuff and like I am trying so hard to hold it together for everyone but today I am struggling. A few more days and then I get a break and I know I will miss them once I'm gone but right now it cannot come soon enough.

[johnwickb1tsch]

14, 15, & 24 Plz 🤲🧐

Wire!!!!! 😊😊😊 Thank you dearest! Um I apologize in advance🤣 but here goes: 

14. Favorite book you read this year?

I fell in love with the Crazy Rich Asians trilogy by Kevin Kwan this year. Those books are SO funny and interesting and smart, I had a blast ripping through them and I definitely want to reread them again soon. Rachel Chu & Nick Young’s lovestory is like the purest thing ever, I love them so much.  

15. What’s a bad habit you picked up this year?

Welllllllll…. 😂😂😂 *sweats* There were definitely times this year when I was so obsessed with a story I was writing that I couldn’t bring myself to do Adult Tasks that really needed doing. I had a genuine mental block, I just couldn’t make myself do it. I put off a lot of things to the absolute last minute 😂 like taxes and various work tasks (i’m self employed, so if I don’t do it, The Things do not get done). I did manage to pull it off but maybe with some erm added stress that was totally my own fault.

I was thinking about this even before you asked, like what the fuck was my deal? Because I’m definitely feeling different/better now, despite the stress of the holidays. I usually don’t have a problem getting stuff done. I always turned my homework in on time LOL like I feel like once upon a time I had my shit together.

But I think the pandemic warped my brain. I was the primary breadwinner that year and the year after, i didn’t have any time to do any art at all, I didn’t get to chill at home because I work at home, it was just GRIND GRIND GRIND trying not to drown in bills and take care of my family. This year I got a little break and my brain was like “bitch you’re making THE ART!” Maybe this is way more information than you actually wanted 😂 i'm sorry.  There is probably something really telling here, like is this why I'm drawn to stories about scary rich men who kidnap reader and take care of everything for her whether she likes it or not? 🤣 Being a Girl Boss is haaard!    

24.  Did you keep any New Year’s Resolutions?

Usually I do make some resolutions but I don’t remember making ANY last year 😂. My auntie took my husband and I on a cruise around South America to Antarctica last December/January. It was so surreal being surrounded by icebergs on a big ass ship I don’t think I was thinking about resolutions at home at all. 😂 I was thinking about penguins and shore excursions and being sea sick and John Wick fic 🤣🤣. And I haven’t finished EITHER of the fics I was brainstorming about then! The NurseHelen x John one, and the Helen’sSisterReader x John one. Maybe that should be my resolution this year? I guess back in October I decided to get back into jogging/exercising and I have been keeping up with that. So that’s cool… 😬 Wow I feel like a fucking mess here 🤣 this is probably way too much information but I want to be honest with you guys, so this is Behind The Scenes here at Julia Inc. Here have some penguins:

[ranaissingle]

Coffee or Tea pt.2

Part 1

part 3

Masterlist

Summary: Coffee Shop AU where the reader goes to the same coffee shop often to read books, study, or just drink tea and stare at the walls lol. I don't know the exact layout of LA so let's just assume that UCLA is close to this coffee shop which is also close to where all the celebrities are IDK lol I live in Georgia 💀.

Rating: M (T as of now but it will change later)

Pairings: Austin Butler x Reader, Austin Butler x race-neutral reader

Word Count: 892 Warnings: Age gap and the reader is definitely fem presenting but I'm doing my best to leave out any other definite features.

Authors Note: I am going to try to get these chapters pumped out as fast as possible because school is starting up for me again tomorrow so I won't have a lot of time to write ;(. I can already feel the tears coming lol. Also, the reader is inexperienced with flirting and sexual stuff because she is also very shy and has ✦trauma✦. Enjoy!

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~5 months ago~

After finishing the movie, y/n was speechless, to say the least. The movie was nothing less than perfect. Her hands had been clasped together for a minimum of 15 minutes as the movie had come to an end. Y/N had yet another thing to obsess over during her summer break, lovely. Now that this was checked off her list y/n took out her book, opened to her page, and proceeded to get lost in it for the next 3 hours. Unbeknownst to her, Austin had not taken his eyes off her for more than 8 seconds at any given time.

Austin needed to find a way to talk to her. She was absolutely ethereal. Her hair framed her face perfectly and it took all of Austin's self-control to not reach out and touch it. As much as he wanted to do more, he was content to watch her as she finished the last of the movie and pulled out a book to read afterward. Oh, what Austin would give to have the confidence to talk to her. The only thing that a childhood spent in front of a camera had taught him was that he had much to be insecure about.

Y/n stayed unaware of Austin's turmoil for many more months to come but she was always watching the actor in the corner of her gaze. Seeing him never got old. His golden waves seemed to reflect the sunlight in the best way and his sharp blue eyes made her knees buckle and her chest warm. Well, this was new.

Although both parties desperately wanted to speak to the other, they remained ignorant of the other's desires.

~ Present~

Austin had had enough. Today was the day. Today he was going to speak to the soft girl with pretty eyes and supple cheeks. He would speak to her come hell or high water because he had spent the last 5 months formulating an introductory line and he was getting tired of only being able to dream of what her voice sounded like.

She was going to do it. Y/N was going to talk to Austin Butler today. Y/N had been telling herself this every time she came to the cafe for the last 2 months and she had yet to follow through. What could she say, he was intimidating. Y/N resolved to stop lying to herself and took a seat in her usual spot. She could just admire him as she always did and she was content with just that.

Austin walked into the cafe with a mission. He eyed the girl in the corner of the cafe where she always sat. Crap. He was nervous again. Coffee would calm him down and then he could hopefully muster up the courage he had been lacking for the last 5 months. After receiving his drink, Austin took action.

Y/N had not yet looked up from her book so she had not seen Austin walk in and order his drink. This however worked in Austins' favor. Because he walked up next to her and spoke when she looked up.

Y/N felt the shadow of a figure block out the light fixture over her. She looked up to see who it wa-.

Oh

No

It was Austin. He was standing right next to her. So close that she could move her hand a couple inches and be able to tou-.

" Hey, do you mind if I sit here? These chairs look like the comfiest in the whole store and I need a place to rest my legs." An easy smile worked its way onto his face as he finished his opening line. Success.

" Of course! Take a seat. I always sit here because the seats are so comfy too."

Austin could not have accurately imagined her voice if he tried. It was soft and airy just like her. He wanted to hear it again in fact he needed to hear it again. He needed to keep talking to her.

"Are you from around here? I see you in this coffee shop often so I was curious." Y/N was equally smitten with Austin's voice as he was hers. His was smooth and oh so deep. When he spoke y/n swore she could feel her stomach fill up with butterflies and another feeling she couldn't yet place her finger on.

" Yeah I go to UCLA and I live in the palms to be close to school. I didn't catch your name by the way?" The secret smile she gave Austin after she spoke almost took him off his feet. Her smile was everything he could wish for.

" My name's Austin. I also live around here because of work. What's your name?" His voice fell an octave as he eyed y/n up and down. She was drowning in a thick, wool sweater with a black skirt on and black tights. Her platform docs looked too big for her feet and made her ankles and calf seem all the more fragile. Austin eyed the piercings in her ears as well as the stacked gold necklaces she wore with the tightest one almost constricting her neck. Everything about her was captivating in a way that Austin was not accustomed to.

" My name is Y/N. It's a pleasure to meet you Austin." Y/N smiled at him as if he had just pulled the moon out of his pocket.

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Let me know if you prefer stories to be written in 1st person or 3rd person. I'm having trouble deciding which one I like more.

Thank you for reading!! Don't forget to like and follow!! Until next time girlies!

[white-weasel]

Ideal Hypothetical Saw Film Reroll episode(s)

(This is something I’ve been thinking about as I’ve watched through the movies and @afoxnamedmulder also formally asked about it so I took that as full permission from him to just start spewing my every thought about these two things together. This post is hyper niche and for literally like 3 people but idec lets gooooo)

So the first thought is if the Film Reroll crew were to ever reroll Saw it would obviously be the first one. It’s the most culturally relevant one and the one that most fits with what I can see the show doing. In the case of rerolling Saw I, ideally the players would not have seen the movie. Like I said, since this is the most culturally significant one this might be hard but I’m gonna go off of both vibes and play style for this one and just hope that it works

For the GM it’s gonna be Paulo. I just feel he could do the cramped space of the bathroom justice and bring in new “challenges”/obstacles to keep things moving.

Playing Lawrence Gordon, and this is gonna sound crazy please bear with me, I think we get Carolyn Faye Kramer. My reasoning for this is that the Lawrence of Saw I is someone who, despite his task being to kill Adam and cut off his foot, does not actually have the ability to do it until the very end when his family is threatened. If we put Jon or Scott here, Gordon is shooting Adam within the first 15 minutes of the movie. Carolyn I feel can play someone very conflicted about the choice and also won’t immediately jump to trusting whatever Jigsaw is saying on the tape. She’s willing to cooperate with her fellow player and only if she’s pushed to take things into her own hands will she start trying to make moves, which I feel is fitting. (Also she’s the only cast member I feel like we can say 100% has never seen these movies lmao lest we forget the infamous Friday the 13th “I know who the killer is” fiasco” happening because she doesn’t like scary movies)

My first choice playing Adam Faulkner-Stanheight would be none other than Joz Vammer themself! I think they could really get the tone of the character down full stop. The mixture of outbursts and jokes, but then also throwing things at the wall to see what sticks in getting them out of there. I feel like Joz also would not accept the zero sum game presented by Jigsaw and would work to find a way for both Adam and Lawrence to get out together, which is really what you need for this movie. In my heart I feel like Joz has seen the movie, but for this scenario I would hope not because…

The twist in this reroll would be there has been a 3rd PC the whole time: Zep Hindle. I would LOVE for Tim to play Zep. He could 100% play this quiet, envious guy given instructions to carry out his part of the game. My imagining for this would be he and Paulo had a session before the main game that was all about how Zep handled the set up stuff with Alison and Diana.

And then I’m envisioning the bathroom game sessions are happening on a Zoom call or the like, and Tim is sitting with Paulo in his apartment, letting him know what Zep is doing if/when phone calls to the outside world are happening and stuff. Also Paulo could totally call for “breaks” in recording where he’s actually conferring and rolling with Tim on what Zep is doing. The knowledge Zep gets is basically the equivalent of him getting to know stuff because of the camera set up in the movie. This would probably be a logistical nightmare to actually record, but I like to think that the payoff would be awesome. Like it gets revealed there was a secret third player in the episode, Joz and Carolyn are shocked, and then the edit goes back in time to show key tidbits of Tim’s turns and such. They could even release the full audio of it then on Patreon lol

The reveal at Zep being a PC rather than an NPC also kinda parallels/coincides with him not actually being Jigsaw from the original movie too. He’s not the one actually making things happen, he’s all a pawn in the game as well

HOWEVER I also had the thought - if the crew does Saw they don’t HAVE to do the first one. They didn’t do the first Friday the 13th and hell, their first episode is literally Back to the Future 2, not the first movie. If the crew just wanted to do a Saw episode to focus on the trap aspect when they’re playing, I think they could play as the Fatal 5 from Saw V (blatant Saw V bias showing here, don’t look at me, but also I genuinely think this is the group game most conducive to being rerolled). It’s also very likely that none of them have seen Saw V, so the “twist” with the traps being all survivable wouldn’t be known to them

It was between Saw V and Saw II because those are the two group games where all of the participants are free to work together and it’s not reliant on one person. I like Saw V better because I feel it can be self contained more than II. With II you have to deal with the fact Amanda is in on all of it and idk I feel like that just doesn’t work as well for a ttrpg setting. Casting for this one is a lot more vibes based and I have less concrete answers, so I’m open to suggestions

GM - Paulo once again. King of making this all work

Ashley Kazon - Carolyn (don’t know too much about Ashley but I want Carolyn in this movie and feel she could work this)

Charles Salomon - Scott (he could do it. He could bring the smarmy vibes and even though he wouldn’t know the line “I’m an Investigative Journalist for 👆The Herald👆” he would know it in spirit)

Luba Gibbs - Jon (first of all, we don’t get Jon to play women enough on this show. I love him playing Annabelle in Jumanji. Secondly, I think he can play Luba’s cut throat nature well. However I also wouldn’t mind Lisa in this role. I think she could play it well also)

Mallick Scott - Andy (he might be a bit too sedate for this, but also he’s the one I trust the most to play into the inevitable guilt complex that would be put on his sheet so)

Brit Stevenson - Kara (she could 100% do corporate woman who cares only for her own survival until she realizes that she doesn’t HAVE to care only for her own survival. I believe in her)

No twist in how the gameplay happens here, the only fun thing would be to see if the cast would be able to figure out Jigsaw’s message in that they can all actually work together to get through the traps.

FINALLY the most self indulgent thing and the thing they would never actually do because it technically wouldn’t be the movie itself is they would give us an apprentice campaign with the mainline apprentices working together before the start of Saw III/Saw IV, each of them with their own specific, secret objectives they’re hoping to achieve:

GM/John Kramer would be Paulo

Amanda would be Joz (Fairly self explanatory I feel. They have the range to play her. They would GET her)

Lawrence would be Andy (I feel Andy could pull off apprentice Lawrence. Lawrence strikes me as someone in the shadows during his apprentice work, biding his time, and I can see Andy bringing that sort of thing to Lawrence. At the same time there’s some room to develop apprentice Lawrence’s motivations and character so I would be interested in seeing what he’d do for him)

Hoffman would be Scott (Hoffman was the hardest for me to pin down in this line up but I think I like Scott as my pick for now. Open to more thoughts about this one though.)

In every scenario there would be will rolls up the wazoo. I feel like will stats in this would be fairly normal, it would just be the penalties that would make the rolls hard. So I like to imagine that cutting your own foot off is probably a -5 penalty or something, but if you’re in immediate, imminent danger or you have credible reason to think your family is in danger you’d get some bonuses back to make it a less tricky roll. Also numerous fright checks would also be on the table I’m sure, as well as senses of duty or different traits people will have to resist. I think building the character sheets for this would be fun, though it would be interesting to see how it would get balanced out by Paulo when actually playing

[campbyler]

ok. a genuine question. how do u guys write 20-30k *chapters* bc i will outline fics minutely or i will just let myself start writing based off a vibe & either way i will get 600 words out of maybe. two hours of work. on a good day with no distractions/interruptions, & i very much do not have an uninterrupted two hours to write very often, so you can imagine how slowly things get written T_T so i’m interested if there’s any aspect of any of your writing processes that really enables u guys to write so much or if it’s not really something you think about? anyways i really like ur guys’s work, & thank you for deciding to write for byler bc i know me and a lot of people enjoy it a lot. thanks!!

hello !! this is a super valid question and i’ll try my best to answer it for you 😗✌️

andi infamously writes a lot faster than thea and i do (she finished draft 1 of chapter 3 in like. two days. which was so scary. i’m in awe of her fr) but she has also spent a lot of time editing ch3 so it’s definitely not like these chapters are publish-ready in a short amount of time by any means! it took thea a couple of months total to fully write + edit ch1 and it took me about 3.5 weeks to write ch2 and another two weeks to edit it which is part of the reason we’ve spaced out our posting schedule like we have — we put a lot of effort and care into these updates and we want to give ourselves as much time as possible to get ahead before all 3 of us inevitably get so super busy with work and/or school in the fall!! so while we do write a lot, please don’t think we are so insanely speedy about it because unless we are having Really Good Writing Days, that’s definitely not the case. sometimes we do have days where we are really in the zone and write more than usual, but at least for me, this is so so so rare. whatever i write in this time gets heavily edited because so much of it was nonsensical brain vomit LOL

as far as writing process goes, i think one of the things that motivates us a lot is that we genuinely do just talk about this au constantlyyyyy like we’re always coming up with silly little hcs or drawing for it or adding to the Lore ™️so we’re always getting inspired to write! all three of us are definitely people who use writing as a way to relax or even reward ourselves after a long day; we would probably die if we had to go too long unable to :/ messages like “i can’t wait to get home and write after work today” or “i’m going to write a little bit of ___ before bed because i deserve it” are very commonly found in our gc because we really just look forward to it so much! as for our scary word counts, i feel like there is a lot of worldbuilding in this universe specifically, and pacing is really important to us — we want to make sure introductions and set-up to a scene and character interactions are meaningful and flow naturally, and building tension (which is a hallmark of this fic hehe) does take some time, which can definitely add up word count-wise.

for the most part, none of us usually have a solid few hours to sit and write either (unless it’s on our days off or after work if we’re not too tired) and we get a lot of writing done in chunks! we hold each other accountable for short check-ins (“ask me for a snip in 30 minutes”) which is super helpful when you’re stuck, because it kind of forces you to get Something down without worrying if it’s super polished and edited and perfect. if you’re writing on your own, something i’ve started doing lately is setting a 15 minute timer and just seeing how much i can get done in that time, and then setting another and doing it again (up until however much time you have to write that day). i’ve found that the artificial deadline helps break the monotony of sitting in front of your computer for Hours on end with nothing to show for it bc TRUST we’ve all been there and it sucks so bad 😔✊

this got super long so i apologize but i hope at least a little bit of it was helpful! it definitely helps that we are constantly feeding into each other (i.e: having brainrot) and offering inspiration and advice, which does wonders for creative flow tbh. we’re definitely not cranking these chapters out as quickly as people might seem to think — thea started chapter four, which won’t be posted for about a month, maybe a week or two ago. i just started chapter 5 — about 6 weeks away — yesterday lol so we do take our time! don’t be scared by the giant chapters, we just had a lot of content we wanted to include in each one and are in too deep to take anything out 🥳🥳 thank you for the question! good luck with your writing we believe in you 🫡

[queen-tashie]

Writeblr Q& A

Tagged by @mrbexwrites as usual lol. Thank you!!

Gentle, non-obligatory tags to @ftmerriweather, @ahungeringknife, @elizmanderson, and anyone else that wants to jump in! (Remember to tag me so I don't miss your responses!)

1. What motivates you to write?

If I don't I will explode.

I have ADHD and because of it I am just filled and overwhelmed with ideas. I've started keeping a 'thought dump' list where ALL my half-baked ideas go, and when I get more ideas for that same concept, I pull it off there and pour my heart out onto the page.

Writing has been one of the few hobbies that has been easy for me to jump in and out of because of my ADHD. Painting is great but there's clean up after. Writing, I create a new doc, or open a blank page in a journal and have virtually nothing to clean up or put away later. It's the most accessible hobby for me because of this.

And because I keep doing it, I keep developing skills and each time I write I improve a little. It's a piece of immense stability and pride in accomplishing something that it gives me so much purpose in life. So it compels me to share what I have to say through the medium of fiction. :)

2. A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

For all its first-book flaws, I think this line from The Quiet Forest goes hard.

Runnicka stood before her home and knocked on the door. She didn’t know why she knocked, maybe Farewai didn’t feel like home anymore, like she was a traveller passing through.

3. What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

I used to say fight scenes. While I still think I'm pretty good at those, I think that's been overshadowed by my ability to write concisely. I am an underwriter, but once I've edited and beefed up a story, I think I have gotten pretty good at giving detailed and vivid information in few words.

4. What do you enjoy most about the Writeblr community?

I tried for years to make friends on the twitter writing community. Everything felt so superficial there, similar to instagram. When I finally stopped using twitter so much and focused on what I could enjoy on tumblr, I ran into the Writeblr community and made friends quickly. Within months. Trying to be part of the community feels effortless here, and so much more welcoming and genuine. Thanks Writeblr for giving me a place to belong! :D

5. A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

Blank writing docs to create a thought dump, outline, and each version of my WIPs' drafts. Plus, additional info if needed like worldbuilding. Anything that helps me keep my thoughts on the project organized. Oh, and folders.

6. A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

I've always thought that stories where a bloodline is cursed, or someone is blessed with powers, are one and the same, just depending on one's perspective, or the intended outcome. So in Copper Frames, my current WIP, I created a ritual magic system where a 'curse' is a 'blessing' gone wrong, or a curse is a blessing that the recipient didn't want, and vice versa.

7. What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

Take a break. Your writing and your desire to write will be there when you come back. Not just 15 minutes, take a vacation from it. Go do things, recharge your creative well by experiencing new things. Take a walk in a new park, watch a new movie, read a new book, hang out with friends or family you don't often see. Listen to what they have to say and ask questions. Inspiration strikes when you least expect it.

And always have a way to write down those ideas when they come to you.

[shadowsong26x]

So over this past weekend, I watched a 1978 TV movie version of Les Miserables, because it is my current brainrot.

Overall, I liked it. It's a movie/adaptation that very much knows what it wants to be about. Admittedly, (at least based on AO3 stats) I don't know if it would super appeal to the majority of the modern fandom, but it definitely appealed to me.

(I say this because...well, the entire 1832 sequence is condensed to the last 35ish minutes; a solid chunk of that is Cosette and Marius making googly eyes at each other (also dedicating a couple minutes to including his grandfather because sure); the only one of the boys who is named, let alone Identifiable, is Enjolras and he's...frankly kind of underwhelming.)

But basically, this movie knows it wants to be about Valjean and Javert first and foremost, and since the two of them (and their [actual or potential] dynamic(s) with Cosette) are what I'm here for, I'm good with that. For example, we spend a solid 15-20 minutes in Toulon with the two of them and it is Great.

In terms of marks against it, I will say that I think Fantine in particular gets kind of shortchanged in this adaptation; also Thenardier never resurfaces in Paris, he's only in the one scene where Valjean acquires Cosette--like I said, the 1832 sequence is relatively short compared to most other adaptations I'm familiar with, so a lot of stuff gets cut out. The movie also ends with Marius and Cosette's wedding, which feels a little abrupt (like...it goes sewers -> Javert's death -> wedding -> roll credits). There are also a few bits of staging that didn't age super well and some facial hair that is. Very Seventies, but those are fairly minor things.

Again, overall, I liked it. It knows what it wants to be; what it wants to be appeals to me, personally, very much. There are some Good bits and some Eh bits, overall it's solid.

So with all of that, now I get to the reason why I'm making this post, and why I think you should watch it anyway, and that is Anthony Perkins as Javert. Because he is just. Fucking incredible.

Like. Cannot overstate how well this man understood the assignment.

A lot of it comes down to pretty subtle things--facial expressions; the way he looks at Valjean at different points in the storyline; the way (apart from two scenes) he's always pretty collected on the surface, even in moments when he's Clearly either Seething or Breaking underneath. (The final conversation in the sewer is just. His Entire Face.) (Also the moment where he first spots Valjean again in 1832; doesn't recognize him at first; the wheels are Visibly turning in his head and then he goes oh my god what the fuck. It's a Delight.) (And of course, the 'I fucked up and denounced you unfairly, you should punish me' scene is. Again, holding himself together on the surface but Breaking underneath and. Especially in contrast to the next scene/the confrontation at Fantine's deathbed which is one of the two scenes where he is Not particularly collected.) (And then there's that one Really Awkward Carriage Ride shortly after.)

I was going to get screencaps of some of these and. It doesn't. It doesn't really convey the full effect if he's not in motion, alas.

Essentially, the movie is fully leaning into him as a deuteragonist and I am Here For It.

(Full disclosure, I do ship them, and. This movie supports that. There's. There's a lot of staring. One might even say Gazing.)

Anyway, the whole thing is on YouTube and I highly recommend watching it, if only for Anthony Perkins as Javert.

((I have also discovered that the 2012 film of the musical is available on Netflix; so that's probably what I'm going to do next weekend after I move. I haven't seen it since it was in theatres, and my recollection is that, while there were definitely some Choices that didn't work out, overall it got a lot more flak than it deserved. We'll see if I feel the same way now, 10 and a half years later, lol.))

((I am not currently planning to watch the 1998 film, even if I can find it, because...look, I want to want to watch it, but I remember how it ends and I have Serious Issues With That. And I feel like, if the movie so fundamentally misunderstands its protagonist at that point, I don't have super high hopes for the rest. Which is a Shame, because, like...it's Liam Neeson and Geoffrey Rush; Uma Thurman and Claire Danes; like. You Cannot Go Wrong With This Cast And Yet.))

[wollemi-whump]

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🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

When I started plotting fanfic versus when I started actually physically writing it is different. I was always so sad when bad things happened in my shows :( that I would just make up fix-its (though I didnt call them that because I was five) where all the characters were happy (I watched a lot of adult shows, sad things were happening all the time).

When I was old enough for school, I would always use character names for my worksheets (god. there were three. if youve been on tumblr for five minutes you can take a guess which three.)

For assignments, I wrote stories inspired by shows and movies I'd seen (usually very dark and definitely not for children lmao). Perhaps the most obvious example of this was the 22-page story I wrote in fifth grade which was a blatant Charmed x Supernatural crossover with most of the character names changed. (I think the funny thing was I didn't even include the sisters, just a side character they had helped in one episode who was the protagonist of my story. Saying this now, that's about as fanfic as u can get lol).

The first piece of actual fanfiction I can find is a 15-line fic I made when I was twelve. The 2nd was a 40 word whump snippet. The third was a 350 word crackfic (same fandom as the first).

I seemingly took a break for a while as I discovered you could read other people's fanfiction and promptly devoted all my free time to it.

I continued physically writing but it was all original fiction, not fanfic. I started physically writing fanfic snippets again (whump) a few years ago for an interest of mine and eventually started doing it for more fandoms, leading to now where I'm working on completing my ~10k White Collar fic.

🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you love

I actually don't listen to any playlists surprisingly, except my own which are just grouped by genre. I do enjoy "Grand Canyon Suite" by Ferde Grofé. Love "Painted Desert". I also like the soundtrack for the game A Short Hike.

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

I like to think the Neal celebrates all the holidays with the Burke's. It's already established he goes to their house a lot, but I like the idea of them doing various holiday things especially since Neal likely never got the best version of that growing up.

Thanks for the ask!!! :D

[pdanno]

i’m just fuming over my job rn lol (forgive the rant but it’s me getting mad over labor regulations or the lack thereof)

i’m an RA (resident assistant in a university/college) and going through training. and it’s absurd the lack of labor laws or boundaries expressed. housing as an organization is cultish.

it should be noted because of special classification RAs are not typical employees, are not protected under the fair labor law standards, and if we try to unionize I don’t think there is much in the way of preventing our employer from firing everyone and hiring other broke college kids. which is particularly insidious because where you live is also then in jeopardy. and unionization is hard- most ppl in the role are always first years, a few second years and almost no third years. so ppl just leave as soon as they join. not to mention the role inherently means you live where you work, so housing seems to believe the job becomes your identity and life. there are no boundaries.

i start training at 9am, and then at 12 i don’t get a real break; i am required to eat lunch with all my coworkers and talk about things with them for the duration of lunch. if I’m lucky and get out early I might have 15-20 minutes to myself before training goes for another 4 hours. then another required meal period where my supervisor asks us questions. then some “optional” socials or “mandatory” extra training for half an hour to an hour and a half.

it is a requirement we eat meals as a team on weekends, and i didn’t even get the days off because sunday had 2 hours required meals and 3 hours required “activities.”

and then we are also expected to decorate the hall floor, make door decorations, start prepping for arrivals. all on our own time. if we do not meet expectations regarding this it’s going to be brought up by supervisors.

so today i was at required activities from 9am-6:30pm with 2 extra hours of work besides. counting meals, which I would because it’s not really free time, that’s 10.5 hour day. and i’m not getting paid until the end of the month. but it’s like 12 grand for the year bc my housing and meal plan is free plus other stuff. but it’s so not worth the emotional toll lmao. i love the people but I cannot stand the attitude to work and work ethic.

like even just, the hourly pay for on call expectations would be so different if it were fair. as of right now we do not get paid for that.we get a financial aid package (about 11k you are not spending but are also like. not receiving? personally they phrase it like it’s compensation when i think it’s distinctly just not charging you, therefore not having a profit on their end is not compensation on ours, and also that i think the role generates more value than they lose by providing housing.)

and a stipend of about $200 a month.

but please understand their expectation is that you are always always always working, in customer service mode, when you are in your living space. any time you see a resident you are not you. you are an RA . i sometimes dread going to the bathroom.

IMO fair compensation JUST IN THAT aspect would be a low base hourly pay rate for on-call (we are geographically restricted and cannot legally leave, which is usually grounds for a base on call pay. but oops this is a student position and we are not afforded those labor rights.) and higher rate when actively responding to complaints. however nope i’m just gonna have drunk teenagers try to hug me covered in vomit for 200 bucks a month thanks. plus on call is 14 hours every week. and then there’s weekends where it’s occasional 48 hour shifts. always being ready to respond to emergencies.

idk i feel like the role itself is inherently exploitative. I also understand most of my complaints are with capitalism and not like anything like too specific to my university. but god i want my parking to be covered. i don’t need to spent money on a permit for this shit. i try testing the waters and saying i think we should get parking permits and get shot down because “we are the best compensated in the state” well maybe we shouldn’t be aiming to be the best of the worst now huh? what’s wrong with wanting more?

same supervisor has complained in the past about small responsibilities being changed to make the job easier as “getting less work for more money” AS IF THAYS A BAD THING???? THAT IS THE END GOAL. everyone should always be slowly doing less work for more money- more efficiency. but not the case when you moralize work i suppose. i feel bad for him sometimes. he’s a nice person but his has drank the kool aid so thoroughly it’s unbelievable. that since he had to work x amount of jobs and burn himself out, that’s a reasonable expectation to have of other ppl? like ok sure

i am already making their lives more difficult bc i want to take care of myself and I advocate for myself. so i’ve been on the upper staff radars like 3 fucking times in one week. because i need their OH so gracious permission to take my ADULT ASS off campus to eat dinner with people that are not them. thanks for the fucking hall pass assholes. something about that feels genuinely dystopic.

speaking of, we are only allowed 14 nights off campus. like wtf. even when i am not on call i am geographically restricted? what kind of bullshit is that. it’s a huge load of it is what it is. this includes weekends btw.

i understand this is a very privileged take though. I keep the position bc it’s good for my pocket and I can help ppl. But I think it’s fair to criticize either way. im grateful for the reduced bill cause helps a lot for my debt. mental health tho… hahaha :(

TLDR

The RA position is setting people up who are early in their careers, or new to professional environments, and it is telling them that these unhealthy expectations are normal and expected, to the extent that the rest of their lives they will be constantly exploited without ever realizing it. Because this job teaches them that it is both acceptable and normal. it’s bad.

[misc-obeyme]

I've had the craziest past week ever 😭 did not get promoted to full time for the new location, but I'll still be a part time manager (the person they chose instead is external, has assistant manager experience, but only stays at a job for 15 months?)

and then someone set our outside dumpster on fire 30 minutes before close recently?! (Everyone is safe)

i ran to the backroom and couldn't get the extinguisher off the wall, my coworker ran outside and around the building and called 911, I had to go get my framer and ask for help with the extinguisher. He tries to put it out, it goes down but doesn't go out, he shrugs and lights a freaking cigarette when the extinguisher runs out 😭

who would be who in that situation? i think Mammon would be me, coworker who called 911 is Satan, and the framer, hear me out, Solomon 💀

I hope your week is going less wild than mine because these are just the top two things that have happened 😅 and i have my first concert I'm attending next week yay

- ✨ anon

Woah, ✨ anon, that is crazy! I'm sorry about your promotion. All I can say is this is how it goes when working for The Man. Higher ups always make questionable decisions and give zero reasons for why they made them.

Now, assuming that we're thinking of this in terms of the boys not having access to magic and just being regular humans, you're probably pretty accurate in your choices there. But if Solomon could still use magic, he'd put the fire out himself. In fact, I could kinda see him trying to find an alternate option like maybe using a blanket or something if the extinguisher was unavailable.

I could also see Belphie being your framer. Just because I see him like giving it go by trying to get the extinguisher, but then just kinda shrugging and being like oh well.

Satan is definitely the one calling 911. He's like okay what's the logical thing to do here?

And yeah, Mammon doing his best to fix things but not always succeeding sounds about right too lol.

Ah it sounds super stressful, who the hell lights a dumpster on fire? But I'm glad that you're okay!

My weeks are never wild, so I can say with confidence that it was far more chill than yours was lol!

I hope you enjoy the concert! It sounds like you could use a break to d something fun!

[thosetwofirefighters]

tagged by the amazing @shortsighted-owl tysm <3

are you named after anyone? I share a middle name with my mom and my paternal grandmother, but I'm technically only named after my grandma since my sister is named after my maternal grandma

when was the last time you cried? Thursday at work - I did not want to be there and knew I wouldn't make it through the shift without crying (mostly because I'm dramatic) and literally 15 minutes into dinner service, I ended up dropping a big tub full of silverware (thankfully in the back of house) and burst into tears...

do you have kids? nope, and I never will :)

do you use sarcasm a lot? when I'm in a good/confident mood. I rarely understand sarcasm and rarely use it correctly, so I only try to when I feel like it'll be obvious

what's the first thing you notice about people? probably their hair? but honestly I've never thought of this

what's your eye color? blue

scary movies or happy endings? both! I get scared super easily, which I actually love because it means that even (most) shitty horror movies still hold my attention and entertain me, buuut I definitely love a happy ending.

any special talents? uhhh does writing poetry count? because I promise, I'm actually a poet and not just someone who breaks up simple prose into lines...

where were you born? right here in wisco! <3

what are your hobbies? writing, reading (both novels and fic), hiking, biking, playing the sims, ...does smoking count? lol

have you any pets? my sister and I have a cat, and I don't live with my dad or mom but their pets are still mine! so counting those, I have 2 cats and 2 dogs, but a plethora of childhood pets in my memories <3 (because yes, my childhood pets are STILL my pets even if they aren't here)

what sports do you play/have you played? I don't actively play any sports, but I played softball in middle school

how tall are you? 5' 4″ (about 163cm)

favourite subject in school? English! I got a degree in it for a reason...

dream job? tbh I don't really have one anymore...I guess it'd be something editorial that's ACTUALLY editorial rather than marketing or acquiring projects. if someone else could do everything boring that goes into editing and leave me with the EDITING bit, that'd be perfect

no pressure tagging @lilbuddie @the-likesofus @paqerings @mooshkat @brassm <3