#this is what happens when I can't sleep
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i dunno if any other audhd-ers feel this way but some weeks i feel so not autistic or having adhd. i don't mean i magically feel neurotypical, because that will never be my experience, but i feel not connected to others' experiences of being autistic or having adhd. and maybe it's having both and the unique experience that presents that makes everything feel so discordant. as a bi woman, i am familiar with that isolating experience of not being enough or too much for one group or another.
but community is always what it comes down to, right? finding your people to feel less alone. it's just hard for things that are relatively invisible. i think i'm starting to find said people in this realm but i still have weeks like this one where i feel like a fraud.
#this is what happens when i can't sleep#and i'm riled up from visiting my sister's#because her house is a sea of neurodivergence and not in a helpful way#maria blabs
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I'm a fucking genius holy shit
#chem explodes#this is what happens when i can't sleep#im having s o many thoughts rn thag jm 2 tired 2 articulate#ill elaborate tmrw#but uh#smashing 2 of our current hyperfixations 2gether jn my head n oughhghhg h .
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I will not lie, I'm feeling horny about the magnetic handcuffs from tws
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Desmond dying gives us the easiest way to throw him anywhere we want thanks to how mysterious the Eye, the Calculations, the actual Global Aurora Borealis device, and all these other Isu bullshit work.
Throw him back to the past to meet the other AC protagonists? Now easier with the existence of the Reader.
Keep him alive in the modern day or throw him further forward (like Watch_Dog Legion timeline maybe?)? Yeah, just say the device didn't kill him but changed him somehow and there was a delay (temporary death), or use some other Isu bullshit to revive him.
Wanna make crossovers? Easy. Every other series you can think of can be part of the Calculations that the Isus didn't choose. Just to name a few:
Horizon Zero Dawn? Change Abstergo to Far Zenith and you're good to go (Faro being a Templar gone rogue is also optional)
Resident Evil? Abstergo's main line of business is pharmaceutical which is also Umbrella's main line (you can make the initial viruses based on some failed Isu research to survive the solar flare)
Prototype? The Zeus virus can be based on a failed Isu research that perhaps Tinia researched (OG Alex Mercer being a Templar optional)
BBC Merlin? Magic came from the humans who got experimented ala Aita and Juno in Atlantis who then passed it on to their descendants together with the Isu genes (also if you like the headcanon that eyes turn gold when they use Eagle Vision, this means Desmond gets to be treated as a sorcerer who has no idea what's happening)
Animal Crossing? Desmond wakes up in a world where evolution was different and he is being driven to a town by some animal-looking person who isn't weirded out that he's sitting on the back of his taxi and, for some reason, now in debt
Armored Core? The Templars decide that making bigass robots is a good idea for some reason and the whole 'humans had to go underground for a while' can either be because of the solar flare, some other Isu bs, or because humans are humans
Prince of Persia? The dagger of time is a POE and it's the one that pulled Desmond to this timeline
Dead Space? The Marker is a POE and the supposed civilization that got taken out by the necromorphs before could be the Isus who couldn't escape to Earth
In conclusion:
It is very easy to turn Desmond into an isekai protagonist.
#the prototype one is actually an idea i have for a protocreed fic#also the resident evil one#this is what happens when i can't sleep#assassin's creed#desmond miles#teecup writes/has a plot#you can say a series and i'll probably be able to find a way to throw desmond into that series
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Dani thinking abt sad things b4 passing out again oop...
Wondering about how Cindy is more likely to drop the 'L bomb' during World of Ruin, after one of her Chocobeaus comes back from Altissia. But just considering her mentality of it.
Knowing that shit's going ( and went ) down and being in that realm of loss before just trying to live in the moment and savor whatever time she could have. Then when they return, that mixture of relief with a bulldozer of angst. And ever shining Cindy still trying to hold herself together, too scared to crack another peice of herself, finally breaks down that last wall and just let's go ??? I mean... Oof.
..... anyway i am slep. Night bbs ❤️
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I was not the daughter my mom wanted; I was the child she unfortunately got.
My mom used to tell me that growing up she always wanted kids. Always plural, though she would never give me a total. And that she always wanted a daughter, someone she could do "girly things" with. Instead she got me, a kid who even as a tiny child was "as far from girly as she could imagine."
I wasn't an outright tomboy growing up. I didn't like to play rough or get dirty beyond the normal amount that playing in the backyard would cause. I didn't enjoy sports, neither watching or participating. I liked to sit in my room and read. I liked to make up stories and reenact them for my immediate family. I was obsessed with writing and animals and nature.
She didn't like that.
My mom didn't outright hate me but she was disappointed. She wanted a "mini me." She wanted a daughter who she could dress up in frilly pink clothes with perfect Shirley Temple curls and an award winning smile; a daughter who would love all the same things as her, who would come to her for advice about boys and dating, who would like fashion and makeup and romance novels. A daughter who would match the imaginary one in her head.
She didn't get any of that. She got me.
It used to bother me, when I was ten and she'd make snide comments that I was just old enough to understand were insults but not old enough to know were directed more at herself than me. I know she loved me. I couldn't always see that though, not then and sometimes even not now; I especially couldn't see it that one time, when she was having a bad time of things and lashed out at introverted, needy little me about how I was her punishment for her first marriage failing. There's truly no coming back from that one, not fully.
I took me a long time to tolerate myself. Not even like--tolerate. I never thought, growing up, that I was worth anything. Comments about how good of a dancer my friend was (my mom signed me up for every dance class she could but I always hid backstage because of stage fright); how pretty she looked in her fancy dresses; how trim her figure was; how lucky her parents were.
(Let's not get into the time I was nine and made the mistake of saying that I wanted to be with my friend. I was old enough to know that people who liked other people wanted to date them, or be with them as my mom always called it; I didn't know what the word gay meant then, other than it must be something very bad for as much as she screamed at me in the car going home that day. That screwed up any interest I had in anyone and took until I was well into adulthood to understand that I am probably bi and too terrified to figure it out completely.)
She tried to mold me into how she wanted me to be but what she didn't count on was that I am a stubborn bitch. I resist being pushed, out of panic and fear and undiagnosed anxiety. I dig my heels in and her yelling never could change that. She would try to force me to dress how she liked, not accepting the fact that tight skirts looked horrible on me (I was shorter and wider even at ten than she was at fourty); when I would insist on trying something different, like a flared skirt that came below my knees, and then actually looked good in it, she'd get mad and spit out that anything could look good on someone skinny, even though just minutes before I was being told I was fat. She wanted pink and lace and boys drooling over me on every corner. She got t-shirts and jeans and someone who actively avoided anyone who showed any interest in them.
"Why don't you date? Why don't you have a boyfriend? Remember, boys only want one thing from you and they'll just take it so be nice to them so they don't hurt you too much. Why don't you ever talk to me about your crushes? Why don't you ever invite your friends over?" I wasn't allowed to have friends over, because then people would question what was going on in our house. She worked hard to keep up a "perfect" image at work; that would have fallen apart after five minutes of watching my stepdad interact with me.
I don't necessarily like who I turned out to be but I am working on that. I found a few true friends and a partner who loves me almost unconditionally (I know that some of my quirks get to him but that's also something related to past trauma that I'm working on). I'm finally getting back into what I loved (the hatred that came out when I said I wanted to be a writer and not a child care worker was pretty ironic from someone who read three books a week and then complained that her favorite authors didn't have any new books coming out) and I'm not hiding my nerdy tendencies. I still am not comfortable dressing up or even looking at myself in mirrors or photos and I might never be.
I am not the daughter my mom wanted and that's okay. I am me and I will be fine.
#weird early morning rambles#my brain has been thinking about this a lot lately which means something in past therapy sessions helped#things growing up were complicated and it was easier to just remove myself from everything#might not have been the healthiest but it got me to this point so it was for the best#this is what happens when i can't sleep#my brain goes on weird journeys through memories best left forgotten#this is okay to reblog by the way if it helped you#i left a lot out that i might never explain or add because it would open up so many more issues#i think the events of last weekend hit harder than i thought and my therapist always said i was better at writing things down than talking#so here's a jumble of nonsensical words that probably have no meaning but are no longer bouncing around in my head
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"Oh, winnow all my folly, folly, folly and you'll find/A grain or two of truth among the chaff"
Could well have been said by Gilbert himself.
#gilbert and sullivan#the yeomen of the guard#this is what happens when i can't sleep#no actually what happens is i torture myself with 1950 yeomen#close enough
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Misha and Alma with that water glass stain on paper aesthetic.
Misha
Alma
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Kojiro sat bolt upright with a sharp gasp. The hotel clock read 3:27 AM.
He grasped at details that were rushing away faster than a skateboard downhill. There had been warmth. And hair. So much hair. Soft hair. Pink hair.
Across the room, he could hear faint music playing from Carla, as always. That meant Kaoru had only recently gone to bed. Maybe he was asleep by now. Maybe he was still struggling.
Kojiro could get up. He could slip in bed next to Kaoru. It wasn't like he hadn't done it before. But he rolled to his side, staring across the dark room, listening to the sound of Kaoru's breathing. It was soft and even. Asleep then.
It wouldn't do for Kojiro to go waking him right back up.
Instead, he closed his eyes, synching his breathing to Kaoru's, until he drifted off again.
#matchablossom#snippet#sk8 the infinity#have this bit of no context 'plot'#this is what happens when i can't sleep#kojiro nanjo#kaoru sakurayashiki#matcha blossom#no i don't know why they're in a hotel#the possibilities are endless
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To Love and To Cherish
A short of how Natsu and Lucy welcome their first baby into the world.
"I-I can't... I can't do this!" She panted, her breaths short but heavy as yet another wave of pain tore through her middle.
A cry escaped her lips; the pressure too much to bare. Her mind no longer capable of rational thought as the contraction reached its peak, "I-it hurts..."
She whimpered as the intensity settled once again, her heart beating right out of her chest at the anticipation and dread of the next looming shock wave that was sure to send her over the edge. She couldn't take any more; she didn't want this any more. For the pain to stop was her only thought, the fear and panic cut deep within her chocolate irises.
He felt helpless, like a spare part that no longer had any use, just sat there watching his love and best friend go through a hell he would never be able to experience. It was gut wrenching, his heart ached for her, wishing that this part would be over already, to give her the rest she so desperately needed after hours and hours with little respite.
She gripped his hand, feeling another, stronger wave about to take hold and there was nothing she could do but ride it out. Gritting her teeth, she felt it come hard and fast, taking her breath away. Unable to hold back, a blood curdling scream shattered the room, the glass of the open windows threatening to break.
He held her, her grip so tight he was losing circulation but it didn't matter, he was her anchor, the one that'd been with her every step of the way and he'd be damned if he wasn't going to see this through. To give her the strength she needed to carry on was his only goal.
As she began to calm once more, she rolled to her side, her dripping wet face and rosy red cheeks came into full view. He swept her hair back away from her sticky skin and stroked down her clammy cheek, leaning forward to kiss her forehead and whisper his will of encouragement, the only thing he could offer right now.
"You can do this, Lucy. You're already doing it and look how far you've come." Feeling her grab a hold of his neck, she drew him in firmly, giving him the chance to embrace her too, his hands cradling her head and shoulders, "That's it, Luce. You've got this! You're doing amazingly, and soon we'll have our baby here."
Listening to the calming tone of his voice, she bore down, using the rest of her strength to push as hard as she could, even if it felt like her insides were on fire. With each pain staking minute, she fought with all she had, with one hard push after another—she’d finally exhausted herself.
"Baby's head is born. One more good push, Lucy, and you'll have your baby." Porlyusica said, feeling sympathy for the young girl who’d reached her limit many hours ago, but had no choice but to keep going—Such was the way of childbirth.
"You hear that, Lucy? I told ya; I knew you could do this!" He reiterated, trying to keep positive for Lucy’s sake. She looked completely wiped out and would need all the love and care he could give to her after this. “Just one more big push, Luce, and it’ll all be over.”
"Please, just get this baby out of me!" The celestial mage cried, another wave making her shiver and convulse, but she pushed through with all her might, "Natsu!" She screamed, almost pulling him into the bed with her.
With one last almighty push, he felt her body finally collapse under him and let go, panting heavily as the sudden feeling of pure relief entered her system. He barely had enough time to move, before a squirming, bloody baby was brought up and placed upon Lucy’s heaving chest. It’s lungs filling with air for the first time and letting out the sweetest little cry as it adjusted to its new world.
“You have a baby girl.” Both new parents heard in the distance, too enraptured by the little life that’d been given to them to truly acknowledge what’d been said. Porlyusica reached up to towel the baby down, and placed a blanket around her wriggling body, “You still have the placenta to birth and the umbilical cord needs to be cut, but as soon as that’s done, Wendy can get to work on healing you.”
The young mother had zoned out, to her the only people present at that moment was her and her baby. Her body ached and felt more sore than it ever had done, her eyes burned with exhaustion and the area between her legs felt unimaginably bruised and swollen. Yet, her mind focused solely on the infant that was snuggled up on her chest, looking just as beaten and swollen as she did.
Natsu watched from the side, giving him a front row seat to a mother meeting her baby for the first time and by god, did she look good like it. In fact, Lucy had never looked more stunning in his eyes, after everything she’d been through, the ability to now seem so calm as she stroked her new baby’s cheek was deserving of admiration in itself. She’d been so brave and so strong, having pushed through the excruciating pain that came with birthing a baby, along with the exhaustion that’d left her feeling weak and fragile.
He moved closer, coming to sit next to her and lean himself against her still sweaty forehead and smiled down at the little creation him and Lucy had created together. An overwhelming sense of pride and joy came over him and tears entered his eyes as he bent to place a kiss atop her head.
“Look what you’ve done, Lucy, you were incredible!” She heard him say, bringing her somewhat out of her trance and back into the room again. Tearing her gaze away from the little one enjoying the warmth of her skin and glanced up at the dragon slayer, smiling brightly at him.
“You mean what we did, Natsu. I couldn’t have got through that without you.” She admitted, her voice airy and teeming with sleep as she reached up to his cheek to caress it softly.
Entwining his fingers with hers, he leaned in to her palm, an enormous grin taking over his features, causing a few tears to spill over down his cheeks. He knew Lucy would be resilient, full of determination even when she felt like giving up and in the end, she’d brought their baby safely into the world, something he’d be forever grateful for.
“Do you want to hold her?” She asked him and he looked startled for a moment, but quickly overcome it and jumped at the chance to hold his baby daughter. Gently taking her from her mothers arms, he sat back in his seat next to the bed, holding the baby girl with his strong arms, totally mesmerised by how beautiful she was.
She had puffy cheeks and was still covered in strange fluids and blood, but that didn’t take away from the happiness he felt as he stared at the only other girl in his life that he could ever love as much as he loved Lucy. When she opened her eyes to take a look at her new surroundings, she stared deeply into her fathers enamoured features, seeming entranced by the man that could do nothing but smile down at her familiar tuft of pink hair and large, twinkling brown eyes, bringing her up to kiss her soft cheek.
“Thank you, Lucy.” He squeezed their still tangled fingers and looked up to her, noticing the glow of Wendy’s magic as she began to heal the weary celestial mage, making her more comfortable and ready for sleep. “I love you, so much.”
Managing a small smile back, the girl finally succumbed to the tiredness, “I love you too… Natsu.” She drifted off at the end, her body spent.
The last image to go through her mind was the sight of her beloved dragon slayer sat next to her, holding her hand whilst cradling their newborn in his arms, the look of pure elation as he became acquainted with the little girl.
Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! :)
#this is what happens when i can't sleep#Nalu#fairy tail nalu#nalu fanfic#nalu fanfiction#nalu child#nalu baby#natsu#natsu dragneel#Natsu and Lucy#natsu lucy#fairy tail natsu#natsu x lucy#lucy heartfilia#fairy tail lucy#fairy tail#fairy tail fanfiction#fairy tail 100 year quest
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Gabriel stared at the strange creature. The creature stared back. It was about the size of a large dog. It had rather long legs and neck, and it's body was covered in thick, fluffy wool. It observed him, ears standing as two alert pins. Gabriel hesitated. The creature was black, which was an ever-popular color in Hell for practical reasons, but otherwise it didn't look particularly hellish. It seemed harmless. However, Gabriel knew looks could be deceiving. He looked around quickly before leaning closer to the beast.
"Psst? Is it you?"
The creature made an odd gurgling sound. Was that a yes? The archangel frowned. They had now met a handful of times like this, and his... unholy adversary had opted for several inconspicuous disguises. They had already appeared before him as a foul-smelling badger, so why not this woolly creature?
"So, uh... Where do you want to go this time?" He asked and stepped closer. The creature stared right at him without moving. Then it blew out air loudly.
"Beel-" Gabriel managed to start as a small seed of suspicion of a possible error entered his brain. Unfortunately it was too late, as a split second later a green projectile of saliva and stomach acid landed to the front of the archangel's dove grey suit with a very unpleasant splat.
The ensuing bark of laughter was one he recognized. He stumbled back from the offended alpaca, turning around to face the Prince of Hell who was trying to suppress their undignified snorts of amusement.
Gabriel pouted and wrinkled his nose as he glanced down at the alpaca spit a little left from his tie. It was disgusting and he miracled it away immediately. "That wasn't amusing at all."
Beelzebub managed to collect themself and smirked. "Not my fault if you decide to go around pestering escaped petting zoo animals."
Gabriel glanced over his shoulder at the alpaca that seemed content enough after making the intruder back off. "I don't think that animal likes petting."
"And grass green isn't your color." The small demon turned on their heels. "C'mon, pigeon brain. I'm in the mood for turning you into a much bigger mess than an alpaca ever could."
Gabriel still felt like he should have protested for at least the sake of appearances, but what was the point? He gave the smallest of sighs and followed them. One of these days he just might land himself into a very, very hot spot for these encounters... But at least he knew now there were worse things than being pinned down by the Lord of the Flies. Alpacas, for a start.
#ineffable bureaucracy#this is what happens when I can't sleep#it's 4 am don't judge me#drabble#Good Omens
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I guess this would be a modern-day AU where Assassin's Creed Protagonists play Blades in the Dark?
(EDIT 12/10: Now with Part 2 )
GM: Haytham (he regrets it sooo much)
Altaïr: Lurk
Haytham: "Altaïr, I'm begging you, please stop trying to do an American accent"
Ezio: Slide
Haytham: "Are you saying that you slept with this 70 year old woman?"
Ezio: "Yes."
Haytham: "I will not ask you to explain how for the sake of my sanity. Just take your extra dice."
Connor: Cutter
Connor: "My character loves his mother."
Haytham: "..."
Connor: "And is searching for his father so he may kill him."
Haytham: "... Thank you for that interesting backstory... son."
Desmond: Whisper
Desmond: "I guess I'll compel the ghost to possess him and get the ghost to make him jump off the tower."
Haytham: "You want to compel the ghost... to possess the head of the Blue Coats and jump to his death?"
Desmond: "Yup."
Haytham: "(sigh) Roll for attune. I'm telling you now that you are in a desperate posi-"
Desmond: (rolls 2 sixes and grins at Haytham)
Haytham: "......... (siiiggghhh) you attuned perfectly and the ghost is more than happy to possess the head of the Blue Coats and jump off the tower for you."
(these two sometimes join them)
Leonardo: Leech
Haytham: "Just a reminder, Leo, you still have a long-term project that you may want to continue?"
Leonardo: "Oh, yes, please!"
Desmond: "What was your long-term project again?"
Leonardo: "Creating a moving corpse using spark-craft."
Desmond: "Ohhhh, is that where all our corpses go?"
Malik: Spider
Malik: "I will assist Altaïr in this prowl and use my special skill Foresight to not take any stress."
Haytham: "Alright, how are you going to assist him?"
Malik: "I will tell him the exact timing and route to take."
Altaïr: "I ignore all of his instructions."
Haytham: "....... Alright, Altaïr, roll with only 2 dice. Malik, take 1 stress for having to watch Altaïr ignore everything you've just said."
Malik: "I'll take 2."
Desmond: "Oh my god. Guys, stop sabotaging each other."
Actual Player sheets and Crew Sheet (Assassin Playbook below)
Altaïr's Player sheet (starting)
Ezio's Player sheet (starting)
Connor's Player sheet (starting)
Desmond's Player sheet (starting)
Their Crew Sheet: Assassin Brotherhood
Bonus:
Leonardo's Player sheet (starting)
Malik's Player sheet (starting)
Other notes:
After their first session, Haytham wonders if his son should be friends with these three
Altaïr tries to be stealthy af, his dice have a 50/50 chance of agreeing with him
Most of the time if Altaïr fails, the consequence is that someone will start chasing him or their target will start running and he'll have to chase them (this is now a reoccurring joke and they're thinking Altaïr is cursed)
Ezio uses the Flashback mechanics the most to use his special skill (3 sessions in and everyone has agreed that Ezio has slept with everyone)
Connor doesn't hate his father, he thinks it'll be funny though to act like he does ingame
Desmond has played before, his dad is a longtime TTRPG player and he taught Desmond everything he knows (but he doesn't tell anyone that)
Haytham knows though and he rubs it in Bill's face that his own son prefers Haytham to be his GM
Malik made his character sheet for the sole purpose of helping everyone, he regrets it 10 minutes into his first score
Nowadays, whenever he joins, Malik just acts like an allied freelancer who only comes in when he has no other choice
Leonardo can't play regularly because he's usually busy but Haytham keeps a note that will tell him how many cooldowns Leonardo has so he can keep working on his long-term projects
Everyone agrees to take as many corpses as they can (if possible) for Leonardo's projects
#i had too much fun doing this#absolutely inspired by oxventure blades in the dark#i'll do the others later after work#after i sleep#this is what happens when i can't sleep#assassin's creed#blades in the dark#fic idea: assassin's creed#modern au#altaïr ibn la'ahad#ezio auditore#connor kenway#ratonhnhaké:ton#desmond miles#haytham kenway#malik al sayf#leonardo da vinci
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sb: sol, why do you keep making gdocs? me, who has docs for everything and making one for ak chars: did you say something?
in other words, here’s a preview of the doc’s and saria’s headcanon pages. they’ll be up in the pinned post / links once they’re actually finished. mephisto’s .... will be finished with his updated pinned post. imo he’s probs easiest.
don’t believe me?
now that i think about it, it’s kinda weird i don’t got one for robin hood or anyone in fate/ for that matter. ... yes, they are all a play on words of some sort. at least i can blame clairious on fabulance.
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REPOST: queenkeeleyhawes’s official ranking of keeley’s male character counterparts
**reposting because i added theo (i forgot him the first time), added martin (mutual friends) because i recently watched it. removed david from top tier after i revisited some things. moved sven to top tier because it’s what he deserves. and moved gene hunt lower because let’s be honest, he’s the worst.**
this list includes: husbands, boyfriends, bosses, and other male coworkers. there is some of her work that i left off because her part was too small. i started this list originally at 5 am a couple of weeks ago. these are my personal opinions. please don’t come for me. most are pretty self-explanatory too but i did list reasons anyway. if you happen to disagree with me, that’s fine, but i’m pretty set in my ways so even if we have a nice conversation, you’re unlikely to change my mind. ** SEMI(?) SPOILERS AHEAD**
Top Tier
Spiros - hello he literally did everything for her and her family. took such good care of them from day one. literally found them a house when they got on the island. and furniture. and a maid. he got her ring back when she sold it to bribe those thugs in series 1. attempted to tutor gerry when she couldn’t find anyone else. held her when she needed a good cry after hugh nearly died and after florence could have died delivering her baby. watched her children while she went back home briefly. built gerry his zoo. the list goes on and on.
Caspar - saw her for who she was. was impressed by her mind. “you’re beautiful as well as good. one of those things i can't change. the other i never will.” that is all.
Fabian - *crying emojis* he literally cared so much for her. always wanted to be with her. literally put her aunt into a home and paid for it when it was not cheap. pretty much disowned his eldest daughter for her. after everything still adored her.
Samuel P. - hoo boy it’s a lot. clearly they made a connection. but he respected her and her marriage to not pursue it further when she put an end to it. was so happy for her when she found her son.
Jarvis - he just loved her so much. the lil hotel kissing scene. the way they looked at each other. ugh. we’re not even going to talk about them singing together in rehearsal. i don’t have it in me.
Dick Dewey - i mean hello. good on the eyes. sweetheart. loved her so much. the hand washing scene. the lake scene. saved her father from the bear trap and let some other dude take the credit. made all the boys apologize to her via song after they humiliated her in church.
Danny - let her move in with him when he saw how terrible her living arrangements were. so much more. i really wanted them to end up together.
Theo - obviously, he belongs in Top Tier because he was always just absolutely wonderful to louisa and to gerry (duh) and he always gave her the best advice. like I truly believe they were best friends and though he didn’t include himself, he was definitely part of the “men she loved the most on the island.” also he’s an “honorary woman.” the end.
Sven - literally saved her son from dying. brought her nets for her olives. let gerry borrow a goat. eventually i liked them together and i think they could have worked...but...you know.
Good Tier
Harry - cool dad. loved their relationship. he took care of her.
Tom - they were very good friends and he treated her so well. he genuinely cared for her as an employee. obviously the real chemistry was there but i'm honestly glad they didn’t go in that direction.
Ray - listen i know he’s an ass but he’s the ass that you actually love. and she changed him for the better. i loved the dynamic between him and alex and as they grew as friends. plus dean and keeley just played off each other so nicely.
Daniel - she just wanted him to call about that damn flat but he finally had his little break through by the end so he can stay and obviously matthew and keeley working together is *heart eyes.*
Richard Shaw - he had his issues but he really did love kathleen and even though he was basically in denial about their son and did some things she didn’t like...he was a good man who took care of her.
David - i mean it was literally his job to save her and he did try (we’re not gonna talk about the end of episode 3). i believe he really put her at ease and was making her change her opinions and views on so many things. but there were issues...we can’t deny that.
Mr Morley - we didn’t see them interact much...but he’s fine.
Chris - he’s fine as co-workers go. i think he definitely respected alex eventually but he wasn’t my favorite.
Will (MI-5) - he was fine. a little boring but fine and he literally was not even cute. really zoe??? he did love her. and she did end up having a good life with him.
Bad Tier
Martin Grantham - almost cheated on his wife for revenge. told her potential boss she had mental health problems just to keep her from getting the job. believed a rumor that she had hired a solicitor so he hired one out of spite. umm the bar scene with their son. everything he did with peter. enough said.
Rob Graham - he almost cheated on his wife. he was in slight denial about their son. didn’t want to get a dog. loved her and he clearly fought to stay with her. a few points for that.
Joe M*cb*th - was just kinda there? not horrible but not great.
Steve A - do i really even need to explain? he’s just so infuriating. you’re probably wondering why he’s not lower on this list...but...well just wait until you see the rest.
Mr Royal - he just generally sucks and also he ruined her dessert in that one lil scene and was just horrible. and he fucking slapped her, knocking her to the ground???? no sir.
Peter - the jealousy i mean come on and he terrorized her. nearly killed her best friend. not to mention i’m about 99.8% sure he stole her cat.
Hugh - ugh he was with her to make vasillia jealous. i don’t care what he tried to say. and i hate that he called her angel when that’s what her husband called her. also i think she just liked the idea of them and then realized how quickly it wasn’t going to work out, especially when he wanted her to go back to england when they hadn’t even been there that long and clearly corfu made her happy?!?!? purposefully hurt spiros.
Miles Mollison - it literally took him hearing his mother calling his wife a failure for him to grow a spine?!?!? and dude your wife looked like that *long sigh*
Trash Tier
Billy - how many times did she have to ask him about getting a job. the jealousy. he didn’t do anything???? he took care of jake so he gets points for that. but he made her feel like crap for it so….bye. and he told tina even though angela didn’t want to tell anyone.
Michael - literally tried to murder her.
Othello - actually murdered her.
Dennis Hamilton - crazy, jealous. possessive. made her get an abortion. spent all of her money. just gross.
Alec Wilson - hello he literally had another wife and two other children that she knew of. and he only gave her 5 measly fucking pounds….rude.
Terry Leather - had an affair with another woman. kinda redeemed himself in the end but not really.
Hallam - literally had an affair with her sister. forced her to take in lotte when she was terrified she’d lose their baby. was trash to his little sister after making a big deal about getting her out of the asylum. was horrible to blanche. was fine (?) with the staff but not really??
Sam Webster - had an affair. got another woman pregnant when that’s something his wife wanted again. literally never believed her about anything. blamed her for alice’s death and then later tried to tell her not to blame herself when she was depressed. horrible to their son. just an all around shitty person.
Roger - jealous of j’s power. racist remark about david. tells her something she specifically said she doesn’t care to hear. and let’s be honest he was probably bopping some blonde 20 year old.
Dryden - wouldn’t leave his wife. forced her to get an abortion. literally picked up a 15 year old at some gathering for a bj. gross gross gross.
Gene - grade A asshole. i literally do not understand why people love them together??? he was the one who saved her as a child??? but then almost hooked up with her in the afterlife??? creepy. no matter how many times i re-watch, i cannot find any redeeming qualities in him or any reason why they should be together. also he was a sexist, homophobic, RACIST pig. i don't care it was the 80s...gross. this one you definitely will not be able to fight me on.
#this is what happens when i can't sleep#these poor women#also poor keeley#men are trash#except for those in top and good tier#give her good men 2020 & 2021#keeley hawes#seriously you will not be able to fight me on gene#i actually loathe him
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i just realized we never heard Flint and Silver address each other by their first name and i don't know it's just a weird thought i had at 3am
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