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forcebookish · 1 year

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I just have to say you are restoring my faith in humanity with all your Top and Mew opinions. People are so weird about them I just don't get it. Their dynamic to me is so exciting and I look forward to their scenes every week. What really strikes me about Top and what a lot of people don't want to see is that he truly wants someone to care for and look after. The way he so quickly took to taking care of Mew you can tell he really treasures him. I also just love how much of an enigma Mew is (in the best way), he always subverts expectations and I think he really needed someone like Top in his life, regardless of what's going to happen in the future.

thank you, anon 🙏

you put it perfectly, they "don't want to see" who he actually is, so caught up in their own narrative of what they want him and the drama to be - something neither of them are. like, why do they think top wanted to still be with mew after he thought that he wasn't a virgin, had lied to him about actually liking him, and might have been cheating on him with ray? just... 'cause? he told boston he still liked him even after all of that, after being so hurt that he slept with someone else. how many times does a guy have to say he likes someone before people believe him????

and you're so right about him taking care of mew!! i've been planning a post about this since ray asked, "is top the kind of boyfriend you want?" because uhhh, you mean a boyfriend who takes care of him? validates his feelings? worships his body? respects his boundaries? and like you said, treasures him.

on their first date, he buys him the sex book lol

on their second date, he puts on his laser tag light up thingie for him

he helps him at water skiing

(i mean lol that second one is obviously a move but still)

on their silent disco date, he puts on mew's headphones for him and gets him a drink

he assembles furniture for him

he gets his drinks for him at the party, he takes him home

(side-note: i've seen folks have a problem with this checklist line, as if he's "faking" at being a good boyfriend, but it's just a reference to mew saying he has his a checklist.....)

he's so concerned for mew when he gets hurt, he wants to go after biker, and "fixes" his glasses (an attempt was made ok😂)

like???? do they think he didn't take care of his exes??? he doesn't know what mew's "type" is, he's just acting like how he acts in relationships. and he was taking care of him even before mew said that!! (inb4 that line about him only caring about coming and making himself happy, he said specifically that he couldn't remember the last time he felt like that; that doesn't mean he never has, it just means that mew's the most serious boyfriend he's ever had. he's never been in love before, that doesn't mean he's not now.)

who goes that far just to "pretend" to care for someone?? and even if he did, don't you think that would lead to him actually caring about him? they really go, hmmm, he's a good boyfriend🤔🤔🤔 suspicious🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔 lmao

to your point about mew, he is an enigma! every week, i want to know more about him. i've never seen a character like mew before - even though i've known people like him in real life.

and i agree that top's actually been good for mew, even if it leads to (momentary?🥺 interim?🥺 please not permanent🥺🥺🥺) heartbreak, it's good that he's getting out of his shell. we haven't seen a lot of his backstory, but top keeps introducing him to new experiences outside of just reading, helping him live a life outside of studies. and, uh, (at least soon) help him realize how shitty his friends are😅

so pleased my silly little (ok, overly long) posts restore your faith in humanity, anon. it's asks like these that restore my faith in humanity. so glad i'm not alone in loving them <3

(and glad that you anons seem to like it when i make your asks into HUGE ASS POSTS COMPLETE WITH SCREENCAPS OMG I DON'T KNOW WHY ANYONE READS THESE BUT I'M GLAD Y'ALL DO)

#does top lie?#yeah but i wonder why someone who was assaulted and coerced with deception by his boyfriend's best friend wouldn't want to tell him that lo #🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔#also other anon in my inbox i am getting to you please be patient🙏🙏#anonymous #asked and answered #ofs liveblog #my caps

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navs-bhat · 2 years

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I posted 2,735 times in 2022

That's 1,090 more posts than 2021!

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I tagged 42 of my posts in 2022

#marvel - 7 posts

#bucky x reader - 5 posts

#sebastian stan - 5 posts

#mcu - 5 posts

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#marvel fic - 3 posts

#bridgerton - 3 posts

#anthony bridgerton x reader - 3 posts

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Longest Tag: 95 characters

#no offense but literally hes just a man hes not a hero hes just a man who had to sing this song

My Top Posts in 2022:

11 notes - Posted May 10, 2022

Okay so I was reading this enemies to lovers bucky barnes one shot and well my phone switched off and I've lost it

So basically it goes like Tony and Steve send the reader and bucky for some time to Tony's winter cabin and well there's not enough food there and one bed and the couch dissapears and the rules are they can't say no

So bucky makes the reader call the pizza place but the reader tells him they'll only do it if he excepts that the last mission was his fault and then since he says that won't ever happen

The reader tells him to call the pizza place

"I want a cheezy pizza with extra cheese"

"Shut up"

Help me find it ahhh

11 notes - Posted February 13, 2022

Student Of The Year Rewatch Thoughts? Idk reallly know what this is yet lmao

I hope this reaches my target audience

Firstly, it's been too long since I've rewatched this I used to watch it whenever it came on tv and I'd find it while surfing

Secondly, I still enjoy this movie I think lmao

Let's see

-okay so to start with the kukkad song

-I never realised that the lyric says " ainu vekhe de munde to kehnde Oh My God" I always thought it was kudiye both times

-kinda gay tbh jk jk

-Abhi is in the wrong tbh like this guy is parking a bike in a car park and then is like who said this is an entitled rich boy's parking LIKE WHY ITS A CAR PARK NOT A BIKE PARK

I STILL DONT KNOW HOW I HADN'T REALISED IT TILL NOW

-then he goes and ruins a beautiful Ferrari😭

-one big question I have is how can Abhi even have thee audacity to get into physical fights with rich boy on what seems to be his first day

-this man is here on a scholarship he can't afford to do all this on his first day bro

-I always loved Siddharth Malhotra more than Varun Dhawan while there were many dying over varun

-I remember the whole thing was just as big as Team Edward or Team Jacob here okay

-Rohan is too mean too Jeet

-ALSO why was even Shanaya still with Rohan like according to her first few lines he definately has a habit of flirting with other girls while he calls her his girlfriend LIKE GIRL YOU COULD DO BETTER

-Rohan's dad and brother are too mean yikes

-no wonder rohan hates his dad the way he does

-why is the dean so weirdly gay its too funny but at the same time CRINGE

-it's sad to see Rishi Kapoor now :(

-all the parents are so weird

-THE WHOLE CONVO ABOUT PUSHUP BRA AND FLIRTY DMS BETWEEN TANYA AND HER MOTHER DBCBFUFBGUEFGHFOIUHKEFJBSJK

-SHE SUGGESTS SURGERY?????!?!?!?!?

-Sumo is so sweet actually

-Dean massaging the coach 😭😭😭

-DID BOMAN IRANI JUST SPANK RISHI KAPOOR IN THE FLASHBACK SCENE WHAT IS HAPPENINGCJNUDKBKJ

-hes so gay its gay

-BIG FAT INDIAN WEDDING

-TOO BIG FAT MAN

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30 notes - Posted May 3, 2022

I lost this fic I was reading

Help

It was basically an Anthony Bridgerton x reader and the first half was just reader chatting with Colin Benedict and Eloise where Colin pulls the readers leg about being unmarried and the reader snips back and takes Eloise's hand

Uh she has a gossipy mother

The reader and Anthony share this passionate look and the reader goes to the lemonade stand to look around and spot Anthony but she doesn't find him instead this other guy I forgot his name shows up and starts talking to her she decides to ask him about his trip to Italy to keep him talking while she ignores him

Eventually Anthony takes her away from tha guy and they are in the garden and he's jealous and she teases him by asking him why he hasn't kissed her yet

AND THATS ALL I READ BEFORE TUMBLR RANDOMLY REFRESHED

SO HELP

40 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Okay so I went to the page cause someone said they missed the book sucking scene and others said thank god its not there

Bur anyway the whole kate having a horseback accident reminds me of this one x reader fanfiction I read here

It was the same basic plot but the reader and Anthony were married and she was going to look for Anthony himself

I'm assuming it was inspired by the books but I love this

60 notes - Posted March 26, 2022

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sips-tea-cutely · 3 years

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Peepaw Family x Mom!Reader

note: well, well, look who posted something other than horny diluc and zhongli posts? haha nvm this looks so stupid but i’m love-horny for zhongli

tagging a few: @angelictrl

ganyu

the eldest girlie of the adepti family

cloud retainer is probably the weird aunt who visits once a year

SHE BRINGS QIQI TO WORK SOMETIMES LIKE ITS BRING YOUR SISTER TO WORK DAY

i bet ningguang would sometimes ask to bring qiqi since she’s lonely and stuff ig

i don’t think she’d let mom (you😍) do any chores bc she wants to feel needed

her and xiao are fraternal twins bc i said so

i know she doesn’t like her horns being touched but qiqi’s little would be cute </3

she also naps with qiqi a ton

speaking of qiqi, they head to yujing terrace and take care of ganyu’s silk flowers and glaze lilies

overall, a 10/10 big sister

xiao

MAMAS BOY

he likes his mom brushing his hair

he teaches qiqi the meaning of stranger danger and told them to kick them in the balls

very protective of his sisters 👹

he probably gets called by qiqi a lot to do menial things

once qiqi called him to get the piggie decorated steamed buns (pre-made) on the top cabinet

short boy needed a ladder to get them

another 10/10 sibling

qiqi

speaking of qiqi-xiao stranger danger

as someone with qiqi brain, i remember things but not who told me

so she probably remembered what xiao said but not who told her

SO SHE KICKED XIAO INNTHE BALLS

she and xiao play hair salon sometimes but she’s so unenthusiastic ☹️

“woo xiao, you’re a pretty princess.”

tbh i think besides working with dr. baizhu, she likes to hangout with the teens in liyue

she probably picks jueyun chilis and brings them to xiangling and she gets to taste them!

qiqi probably asks xingqiu to borrow some books and zhongli reads them to her at night

the baby of the family and absolutely deserves the world

zhongli

the tall father to such tiny children 😟😟

seriously, qiqi is 4’4 and ganyu and xiao are 5’1 while zhongli is 6’1

he loves you, his wife, so much for these little mfs 😍

i think he’d let qiqi braid his hair so that they can match

i bet he told all three of them the story of the mooncake festival at least once

venti is also a wine uncle

now he has the right to laugh at dad jokes bc he legitimately is one

also very protective of his kids for reasons (reasons are below)

you probably invited hutao for dinner at least once and now she’s attached

judging from the hutao backstory video on youtube, she probably had a not very good childhood so now pls adopt her ☹️

i saw somewhere that hutao wanted to bury her so that she can be with her family

but discovering that she has a NEW family (hutao can’t know he’s rex lapis but still) and that Mr. Zhongli is her guardian now, she’d probably leave her be

very good dad. adopted hutao so 10/10

qiqi’s birth:

a bit something like guizhong and zhongli but not at all

so uh, originally, while zhongli was still rex lapis, you guys got married bc i’m the god of this new world

you knew and were pretty aight w/ it and you had a little pretty girl named qiqi which literally means seven seven, ayo MiHoYo?

for mother’s day, qiqi wanted to make you a mooncake since, like chang’e in the original story, mooncakes were your favorite snacks

she went up to papa zhongli to help her go find lotus seeds but he was sadly too busy doing archon things and crushing barbatos with mountains and stuff

she went into the forest to collect lotus seeds but was caught in the realm of the adepti

all of them understood that she was just a poor girl who wanted to see her mom and dad again :(

so they imparted a bit of their strength to her and she went into a berserk state

eventually, s/o and zhongli caught news of their daughter’s rampage and tried to calm her down

boy, was that a mistake

it ended up with qiqi sealed in amber via mountain shaper and s/o dead lmao

xiao (alatus) and ganyu’s birth

so zhongli fucked up with the first kid, he didn’t trust himself after that ☹️

but he was wrong again i’m sorry

evil god captured alatus and made him a slave 😭😭😭

meanwhile ganyu became the qixing’s secretary bc papa acknowledged her

during the archon war, alatus’ master played catch the mountain with zhongli and lost and alatus thus became xiao

xiao dedicated himself to his new home, liyue

funnily enough, ganyu found him and brought him to wangshu inn which he now spends most of his time at

ganyu was walking around since morax was still doing things for liyue like NOT DYING ON THEM ☹️☹️

“yeah, i found this strange boy with a ton of tattoos talking about evil conquering” “oh… don’t be angry, dear, but that’s your brother” “w-rex lapis, kindly WHAT DO YOU MEAN BROTHER”

mother

once upon a time when the main character finally died in an anime… joking, we all know kaede died. it really does seem like everything is against you. your first daughter is trapped in amber, your son was a slave to a fucking monster, your second daughter is a workaholic with need to be fit and your wife keeps on dying and reincarnating in the worst ways possible. you’re moving on now? sorry she’s the cryo archon. she got assassinated by the tsaritsa? too bad, she works at your favorite restaurant and is ENGAGED so you can’t even tell her. you’re finally getting along with your first daughter when suddenly, your wife reincarnated and started working at the wangsheng funeral parlor. zhongli is speechless, still as beautiful as the day he first met you. you might’ve been thinking ‘who the fuck is this dude and why is he staring 😟’ when suddenly your boss leans in and whispers “yeahh, he has a type, just don’t mind him”. this weird man approached you and asks to talk to you alone.

“this may seem odd or out of the blue but we’re married and we have three children, qiqi, ganyu, and xiao. i know, it must seem strange but you really must believe me, i can’t bare the thought that i lose you once more” he almost sounds… desperate.

“look, man, i don’t know what drugs you’re on but i’m sure i’d know if i was married with kids.” you go out to look for clients now in which you get mawled by a stonehide lawachurl ☹️

additional note: WRATH OF GEO!1!1!1!1!1 anyways, obviously not true ending but i’d be crazy if i said that isn’t how anyone would react ☹️

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arsquare · 2 years

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For the Wip challenge

6. Traitor arc real

9. Height difference 1

10. Cycles

17. Pathologic

👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

WOW we got some diversity in this ask. to start off we have 6. Traitor arc real, which was an illustration that I did in a fit of madness after I saw some tags alluding to Sagisawa's Lost Traitor Arc <- go read @kitreadsbirdmen's essay on this I am no longer asking

So yeah it's a wildly unpolished drawing that was going to make me explode if I didn't get it out of my system. @midnight-revelation has better words than I do about this so behold:

NAAAURRR!!!!! SAGISAWA!!!! ABANDONED ON THE STEPS!!!!! FOREVER WAITING FOR SOMEONE WHO WILL NEVER RETURN!!! AS EISHI SLOWLY BECOMES TAKAYAMA, SAGISAWA SLOWLY BECOMES EISHI: A BIRDMAN LEFT BEHIND. A BIRDMAN WITH GREAT POWER, LEFT LARGELY UNTAPPED. SOMEONE WHO FINALLY MADE THAT CONNECTION THEY HAD BEEN LONGING FOR ONLY TO HAVE IT YANKED OUT OF REACH. SAGISAWA‚ THE ABANDONED. SAGISAWA, THE TRICKSTER. EDEN IS COMING. WILL YOU STAMP YOUR FEET WITH HOW UNFAIR THIS IS OR WILL YOU CONTINUE TO FOLLOW HIM IN ADORATION? WHICH PATH WILL YOU CHOOSE? Sagisawa just looks so… tired in this piece‚ like he's been waiting for so long, and the longer he waits, the more time passes, the further and further he gets the heavenly rays of light, until he wakes up and realizes that he fell asleep waiting. The sun has completely set. The light is gone. Eishi is gone. He's not coming back. And neither is he. And he takes his first step on the path of darkness in his traitor arc.

Look, I can't do a Traitor Arc rewrite justice but I'm just saying that someone out there should do it. I have so many feelings about this. Also everyone should know the blur in the window is Karasuma.

9. Height difference 1! It's the only one on the list that's about the characters from my ballroom dancing manga lol. they're idiots your honor

technically I suppose this is done, but there was supposed to be more pages to this. I can't even really remember what was supposed to happen afterwards though LMAO

I love them! At some point I will probably start posting more about them... Well, I'll have to get myself out of my birdmen hell first. We'll see how long that takes.

10. Cycles! This one is a fic! Karasuma Eishi & Umino Tsubame!

The basic premise is that, well, you know that thing where Karasuma's vision gets fixed, Kamoda's digestion is better than ever, and Sagisawa's dust allergy goes away after they become birds? Well I think about that every time I can't see something or have a tummyache or have a dust allergy moment and one time I was having my period cramps and I was like "damn. I bet this never happens to Umino. I bet she wouldn't get period cramps. I bet they wouldn't even have periods at all. I bet they would just reabsorb their uterine lining instead of doing this stupid thing that the human body does"

Obviously, while I think getting periods is kind of a cringe flaw of the human body, NOT getting your period is also scary as hell. (<- guy, having had absolutely zero sex and a late period: wow what if I am secretly pregnant though. what if I'm about to become the next virgin mary. did you think about that)

Essentially Umino misses her period and freaks out and goes to talk to Marilyn and Tatsume about it, and it turns out Karasuma (<- trans guy in this fic) has been experiencing the same thing. It's a coming out fic in a way I guess.

I just think the premise of transgender Eishi is the funniest thing. Like sorry Umino I was not deliberately trying to hide it from you or anything but while it doesn't really come up in conversation it DOES become kind of apparent in the teambuilding group stripping exercises that you happen to be excluded from so uh. lol. hi. sorry. uh, same hat ?

Here's a snippet of all time from it:

It is only one sentence. I know. HOWEVER it is a sentence of all time SO!

17. Pathologic! So it's like a well-established trend at this point that if I get overly weird about something I always manage to find a way to connect it to Pathologic. DCMK got hit with it, and BIRDMEN got hit with it too a while back. It's not a serious AU by any means, but I DO think Sagisawa would make the birdsties do the stage play for fun (Karasuma isn't having fun though but that's fine)

I am extremely correct in casting Takayama as an executor, Karasuma as the Bachelor, Kamoda as the Haruspex, and Sagisawa and Umino as the two halves of the Changeling. I just think it would be neat. (Takayama is the perfect Executor. Come on, nobody breaks the fourth wall like the Executors and Tragedians. Bonus points for Executors being birds.)

I don't know what was up with me when I drew Takayama's hand but it's a hand of all time. And that's Eva up on the wall btw. if you even care

#asks #vampiregokudera #wow I really do have can't shut up disease lol #yeah sure we'll put this in the birdmen tag #birdmen

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itsallyscorner · 4 years

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Hello, i saw that your request are close atm.😌 but can I request in advance? 😂 (mix!reader) where tom is reacting to fan made videos of the reader and he keeps on fanboying or something and ended up having her as his lockscreen🙃 if it make sense haha. (It just went to my head and share it with you🤓🥰) LOVE YOUR STORIES and i KEEP on re-reading them over and over💕 love lots and I’ll keep supporting you and your stories✨ have a great day

I’m pretty sure this is the request that one anon was referring to! Thank you for the love and support on my blog💕 Once again, sorry for the long wait! I hope you like it💖

💌.

Fanboy

I wanted to make this a headcanon because there’s just too many scenarios of Tom being a fanboy in my head that I can go on for days😭

If we haven’t established it enough on this blog: Tom is a hardcore and very proud Mixer.

Especially with you in the band, Tom’s support for the girl group was above and beyond.

We love a supportive boyfriend🥺

Obviously, you are his favorite member in the band.

He’s told you straight up that you were his favorite. It was also no secret because everyone knew of his crush on you even before the two of you dated.

He even exposed himself during interviews when asked who his celebrity crush was.

“My celebrity crush? (Y/n) (L/n) without a doubt.”

“You didn’t even hesitate to answer that.”

“Why would I? She’s always been my celebrity crush, she’s gorgeous and hilarious.”

His friends and family enjoyed taking the piss out of him. They constantly teased him about how whipped he was for you.

They pointed out how he would follow you around like a lost puppy and look at you as if you hung the moon and the stars in the sky.

As much as he hated the teasing, he knew they were all right.

He was absolutely in love with you. You were it for him. (Yes I’m quoting Cherry, leave me alone pls)

“Tom, you’re such a simp for (y/n).” Harrison teased him one day.

“Yes and what about it?” He would immediately answer back. Sassily, might I add.

Although Tom wasn’t that big with PDA, he never hid the way he felt for you.

He posted pictures of you on Instagram and freely talked about you during interviews or to anyone in general.

He would also promote the band’s new album or publicly congratulate you guys after winning an award. He’d be so cute, he’ll praise you guys and write about how proud he is of you and the girls🥺

Everyone knew about your relationship, but you guys weren’t the kind of couple to constantly post about your relationship on social media.

It wasn’t a secret but it was lowkey to the point where your relationship had privacy from the nosy world.

But basically, yes, everyone was aware of how much of a simp and major fanboy Tom was.

Many fans caught him liking fan edits of you on Instagram and Twitter.

There were also edits of you he found on Tiktok, but those likes were never found lmao.

Though you weren’t as aware as the fans of him looking at fan edits of you.

Tom enjoyed watching edits of you. Especially when he was away for filming or when you were on tour.

He literally has a folder on his Instagram to save all of his favorite fan edits of you to.

His favorite edits are the ones that show how cute and wholesome you are, the thirst edits, and his most favorite, the crack head edits.

Tom literally goes to YouTube and searches for these videos.

(Y/n) (L/n) being the baby of Little Mix for 10 minutes.

Funny (Y/n) (L/n) moments that butter my quakson.

(Y/n) (L/n) being clumsy on stage for 15 minutes straight.

(Y/n) (L/n) being unintentionally beautiful.

(Y/n) (L/n) moments that make me question my sexuality

You get the gist.

Sometimes you’ll catch him staring at his phone, smiling or biting his lip, while a song played over and over again.

That was just him watching an edit of you repeatedly but you didn’t know that.

Omg why do I see him saving one of those edits from TikTok as a live wallpaper and making it his lockscreen?

Which would probably be how you found out about his little fanboy secret on his phone.

“Darling, can you pass me my phone please?” He asked you from the kitchen. You took his phone from the coffee table in the living room and went to where he was.

Maybe your thumb was pressing down on the screen making the live wallpaper move. You know how it makes your phone like vibrate or something? Yeah, you felt that.

So you looked down and suddenly his wallpaper turned into clips of you. You stopped midway just to watch it.

There were clips of you from music videos, interviews, performances, and even red carpet events.

It was like one of those “play date” edits that were trending around TikTok.

Tom comes out to check on you only to find you smiling at his phone. His eyes widen when he sees what you’re looking at.

“I—uh, I can explain!”

He thought you would find it weird and creepy of him to have a live wallpaper of you as his lock screen.

But you didn’t find it weird, you thought it was cute and adorable of him. It made you realize how wholesome of a boyfriend he was.

He’s instantly relieved when you tell him that.

You’d ask him where he got it and he would open up TikTok, then open his favorites.

Which exposed him because it’s literally a bunch of edits of you.

“Why do you have so many edits of me?”

He shrugs, “I just like watching them. They also help me when we’re apart. The fans make so many good edits of you, you need to watch them.”

Tom then goes on to show you all the edits he’s saved from TikTok.

You guys cuddle on the couch while going through them.

After you’ve gone through most of the ones from TikTok he would open up Instagram.

“Wait, there’s more?”

“Yes, there’s more. I can make about 5 Marvel length films out of all of them.”

He’d be so adorable and click on specific ones to show you because they were his favorite.

“Ooo, baby let’s watch this one. It’s very cute and my favorite song is in it.”

“Can we please watch the thirst edits?”

“Look, this one’s an edit of us. Aren’t we the cutest couple ever?”

Later on you would admit that you also watch fan edits of him.

“Do you really?”

“Yeah, they always pop up on my feed and I end up going down a rabbit hole of fan edits of you.”

Then you guys would go through your phone and watch fan edits of him.

He’d find a lot of them ‘sick’ and asks you to send them to him.

Now that you both knew about your love for fan edits of each other, you guys would send edits to each other all the time🥺

Sometimes you’ll even share them to your stories.

Tom did this the most with edits of you. When he shared the edits to his story he would add comments like:

“😍😍😍😍”

“My beautiful girl”

“Thank you for making an edit of @yourinstagram just laughing. I’ve been missing her so much and this really made my day x”

*thirst edit of you* “I’m the luckiest man in the world😍”

Tom is just the most supportive boyfriend and your biggest fan.

He could watch fan edits of you all day if he could :)

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makeste · 3 years

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BnHA Chapter 314: ...Or You Live Long Enough to See Yourself Become the Villain

Previously on BnHA: Some random assholes were all “let’s throw exploding spears at All Might and see if it activates his Conqueror’s Haki” and SURPRISE, MOTHERFUCKERS, IT DID!! Elsewhere, Lady Nagant confusingly tried to capture Deku alive by shooting him in the stomach, but to be fair I guess that’s what happens when you send an assassin to do a bounty hunter’s job, so yeah. Deku was all “ouch”, and then because this is a shounen he basically just straight up forgot about it, and did a big fancy Smokescreen thing, and then activated his mildly incomprehensible new ki-blasting quirk which he got from the Third. En and the Third were all “hey Deku maybe let’s not just impulsively activate all this shit in the heat of battle when you don’t know how to use it yet and you’re already injured,” and Deku was all “thanks for the quirks guys but I’ll take it from here” and snuck up on Nagant and grabbed her arm and so now what’s going to happen I wonder.

Today on BnHA: Nagant is all “[shoots Deku again]” because of course she is lol. Deku is all “tell me about AFO!” and Nagant is all “why would I tell you anything?” and then proceeds to tell him her entire life story which is FILLED WITH SO MUCH MURDER, YOU GUYS. Holy shit. So basically she was an assassin for the HPSC, which we already knew, but somehow it’s one thing to know that, and another to actually see her running around capping dudes in the forehead and being covered in more blood than the elevator from The Shining. Anyway, so you’ll never believe it, but all that murder had a negative impact on her psychologically, and eventually led her to question everything she believed about hero society, and so she killed her creepy boss and was promptly sent to Tartarus. This extremely fun chapter ends with Overhaul showing up all “HI, HELLO, I’M STILL HERE”, because for some reason he is still here. Why are you still here, Overhaul.

“the beautiful Lady Nagant” oh you know your audience don’t you Horikoshi

well all right then! so I’m guessing this means that she is not, in fact, going to roll over and die just because Deku’s out here all “GOT YA!” like they’re playing a game or tag or something. ffff may the manga gods have mercy on our young suicidal protagonist

lmao so Deku is all “GOD I’M SO SMART, WHAT A GOOD STRATEGY I HAD, CAPITOL JOB THERE OL’ CHAP, CAPITOL” and lol, okay. I mean, it was a good plan though. but I’m still waiting for the other shoe to drop here

“I’ll make you give me information on All for One” well there you go, lol. Deku Angst arc still fully engaged. still no light in his eyes either of course. just a lil chaotic ball of sleep deprivation and rage

lol, fucking THANK YOU though

oh my god what the hell did she do to him lol

did she shoot him with her elbow??? fucking look at this?? THIS IS WHY WE LISTEN TO HAWKS oh my god Deku are you dead

WHAT’S HAPPENING, IS THIS GOOD OR BAD, WHO’S WINNING

things that I wish I could tell from this panel which I unfortunately cannot tell

did she stab him or shoot him?? can you imagine if it was the former lol. why does Horikoshi keep stabbing all my kids. look Kacchan now the two of you can match

did she actually hit him or did he get away??

or did she hit him and then he jumped away?? just, what

well anyway, so now Deku is asking her why she sided with AFO, but he seems a lot more pissed off than when he was interrogating Muscular, though. probably because she shot him three times. fair enough

oh my god

does Lady have a blog here on tumblr dot com?? -- does Horikoshi have a blog here on tumblr motherfucking dot com?? why do I suddenly feel like this man is out here sneakily reading up on all our discourse

oh my god Deku it’s almost like getting up close and personal with someone who can shoot custom bullets from any distance and any position with deadly accuracy was a terrible fucking idea

IF ONLY SOMEONE HAD WARNED YOU NOT TO ENGAGE WITH HER AT ALL COSTS. IF ONLY SOMEONE HAD HAD THE FORESIGHT TO DO THAT sob. can you imagine how much shorter this series would be if characters actually listened to Hawks. Hawks, and Momo. why do we even let anyone else run the show ever

OH MY GOD

DEKU, RUN

OH MY GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING

this looks a lot like what happens to me whenever I play One’s Justice. those fucking combo attacks that you can’t fucking escape from and so your character just has to stand there getting their ass whalloped repeatedly while you wonder why you paid $40 for this

but anyways though. so Lady who did you kill?? I bet they deserved it, don’t worry I forgive you

(ETA: ANYWAY SO FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT LADY NAGANT DID NOTHING WRONG EVER IN HER ENTIRE LIFE. aside from murdering all those innocent people and shit. but there were CIRCUMSTANCES, and THEY WERE EXTENUATING, OKAY.)

-- holy shit

looks like the HPSC arc is back on the menu boys

so are we about to learn that the HPSC was going full Hydra on people’s asses? secretly dispatching anyone they deemed a threat to society?? “taken care of” as in you fucking shot them??

so then was the “hero” she killed actually one of the guys who was giving or carrying out these orders?? holy shit Lady, up until now I’ve mainly just been stanning you for your flawless eyebrow game and metal af quirk, but this shit could actually get real very quickly, and I am prepared to genuinely and sincerely love the shit out of you depending on what we learn next about your backstory

oh my god?!?

so wait, hold up. am I reading this right?? basically the HPSC started murdering vigilantes because they were worried they were gaining too much of the public’s favor?? holy fucking shit???

oh my GOD oh my god

“it’s been a while since I scarred you all with the dead dog and the graphic slaughter of an entire innocent family, huh,” Horikoshi says thoughtfully. “anyway so what do you all think of my new creation, the Spaghetti Bullet.” well, Horikoshi, so you know that squished-up face that Kermit the Frog makes sometimes? yeah. that’s what I think, if you must know lol

holy hell the juxtaposition

I’m actually kind of surprised to learn she had a lot of fans? what with her M.O., I was expecting her to have been an underground hero like Aizawa, but apparently not? then again I still have absolutely no idea how any of that works. I really need to read Vigilantes already

oh snap

nothing like a sweet dose of assassin trauma to finally round out our BnHA Trauma Bingo!! well done guys, we finally collected all of the traumas! hooray!

noooo Ladyyyyyyy

holy shit what a fucking chapter. like, this man promised us an assassin, and went and fucking delivered. I was not expecting it to be this dark, lol, but holy shit I am here for it

you know, at some point you have to start questioning the logistics of this, though

I mean, how do I put this... her quirk isn’t exactly subtle. that murder scene from a few pages back looked like the first season of Dexter for fuck’s sake, that’s not exactly “disappearing” people now is it?? and I mean, her bullets are literally made from her own fucking hair; it seems like it would be impossible not to leave any evidence behind. did no one start to wonder who the fuck was going around murdering all these people? or did the people who asked too many questions wind up getting conveniently “disappeared” themselves??

and hey, speaking of asking too many questions

holy shit is he blackmailing her??!? or no, wait -- what the hell is he reaching for in his pocket boy you better not

(ETA: what exactly was this man expecting fdslkjd. “uh oh my unstoppable hair trigger assassin who is literally always armed is asking questions, better announce that I am going to shoot her and then reach into my pocket veeeeeery slowly while she stands there all of two feet away.” how did this guy ever function as the head of a shadow government with these decision-making skills, I’m genuinely baffled.)

OH MY GOD LADY YES

this. right here. is why “run the fuck away” was damn good solid fucking advice. oh shit. but my god did this dude have it coming

so wait lol has she just been narrating all of this out loud to Deku this entire time

okay but can we just stop for a moment and appreciate the fact that they’re having this deep conversation about the dark secrets of hero society right in the middle of their intense mid-air sniper free-for-all lol

holy shit you guys, Nagant’s the one that should have made the tell-all video. I mean, no offense to you, Dabi, I’m sure you worked very hard on your video and did a ton of crunches every day so that you would look good with your shirt off while you told the world all about how your dad was a jerk. but seriously...

this is already like 100x more convincing than what he put out. also, gasp, is it another flashback

yes it is oh my gosh

so the HPSC Chairladyperson whom ReDestro killed used to be this guy’s direct subordinate, huh? I wonder if she kept the whole assassin program going after she took over. can’t say I was feeling any particular kind of grieving way about her death before, but certainly not now lol

but unfortunately Nagant has finally lost me at the same place where all of the villains inevitably do, which is to say when they somehow make the dubious mental leap from “society sucks and is bad” to “let’s just be openly fucking evil lol, worth a shot.” because when heroes murder innocent people and cover it up, that’s obviously bad (and I mean, it absolutely fucking is lol, don’t get me wrong); but when villains murder innocent people straight up out in the open without giving a fuck, they’re righteous revolutionaries? just -- is there really no non-murdery middle ground here?? I guess that’s what Deku and co. are for, hopefully

anyways oh shit Deku seems to have spotted something?? and he’s doing something weird with Blackwhip what

oh, he spotted her, I guess

lmaooooo

new favorite Deku panel right here. a masterpiece

oh my god you guys our little boy is starting to grow up before our eyes

you love to see it. and you can tell with those elipses that he’s gearing up to say something really cool and determined and badass like the shounen protag he is, yes please, Deku ilu so much please do your thing

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

IS THAT A TEENY TINY LIL EYE SPARKLE THERE OMG. still not anywhere close to his usual standard, but that’s some clear resolve there in his eyes there at long last! it always shines the most clearly when he’s being true to himself and his ideals, so I love that it finally shows up again here, when he’s reaffirming his resolve to help others no matter what

uh oh so what’s Lady going to do now

is it time for a trump card?? kinda sounding like it’s time for a trump card

???

I lied btw, this is my new favorite Deku panel. but anyways what is she up to now lol

ohhhhhh, lol

why does she seem shocked, lol. here I thought this was part of her plan, but apparently she forgot all about ol’ “Look Ma, No Hands” back up there

and so I guess that’s it for this week! so we’ve learned basically everything now about Lady and her quirk and her history with the HPSC and why she agreed to work for AFO. pretty much the only question that still remains is why the hell she decided to drag this asshole along for the ride! because I still cannot figure that out dsklkjlkf

(ETA: actually now I’m kind of wondering if they maybe have some past connection we don’t know about yet. when exactly was Nagant sent to Tartarus? is it possible she was ordered to track down and kill Overhaul at some point before that, but never got around to it? or something else along those lines? idk but now I’m curious.)

anyways Deku, I know that your empathy has no bounds and that you’re on a “saving villains” kick right now, and good on you... but also, if you decide to just like, skip all of that shit just this once, absolutely no one will hold it against you, I’m just saying. just, all I’m asking here is maybe let’s think twice before we start trying to reform guys who imprison and torture little girls for profit. I think maybe that’s a good place to draw the line. next week is going to be a very interesting chapter lol

#bnha 314 #lady nagant #midoriya izuku #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

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kaygom · 3 years

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Bunny Plushie

Day 2 of Luke Week: "Oh, I didn't think you'd want to come along."

Synopsis: (High School AU) Luke is at his wits end trying after finding out his group of friends aren't exactly fans of Rosa whenever she would be around. Now he can't help but have an internal debate whether or not it would be a good idea to invite her

WC: 3085

Characters: Luke Pearce, Rosa

A/N: This was self-indulgent. I just kept on writing and writing and this is the outcome. Just for future reference, none of my works are beta'd so...if there are any mistakes just know I don't re-read any of my stuff prior to posting lmao. Also, it's never too late to join in on the fun for Luke Week~! If you'd like to join head on over to @themistypewriter for details!

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“Yo, Pearce!” One of his friends runs up from behind and hooks an arm across the back of his neck. “The guys and I are planning on going out to the grand opening for the arcade this weekend, want to come along?” He asks the brown haired boy.

Luke shrugs his shoulders. “Sure, why not?”

“Just don’t bring along your little girlfriend, okay?” His friend warns him.

“Girlfriend?” Luke pulls away from his friend and knits his brows in confusion.

“You know who I’m talking about. Rosa. She’s always by your side. It should be a guys only weekend. It’ll be weird if she tags along..” His friend claps his hand against his back.

“But you’ve never had a problem with her hanging around during lunch…” Luke points out as he stops walking to be able to look at his friend better.

“Well of course we aren’t gonna say it to her face, dude. Some things that she talks about it’s unrelatable and awkward. We don’t want to hurt her feelings because we all know how protective you are of her.” He stuffs his hands into his pant pockets, as he looks down at his foot that’s dragging along the concrete.

Luke blinks then nods his head slowly. “Well, I--I uh, I guess I can try my best to make sure she doesn’t find out. But you know my situation.. If I ask her parents, she’s bound to hear it from them..”

“Well, see what you can do, Pearce.” His friend raises a hand to wave goodbye before taking off back to where he came from.

Luke sighs and runs a frustrated hand through his hair. I can’t just leave her out.. But I guess it wouldn’t hurt to do it once… He thinks to himself. He proceeds to walk to the exit of the school with sluggish steps. When he gets to the front gate, he hears his name called out in a cheerful voice. “Luke!!!!” Footsteps approach him with haste and he turns his head to see his best friend.

When his best friend is right beside him, his smile spreads across his face. “Hello, Rosa.” He greets her.

“What took you so long to get out here?” Rosa asks him.

“Oh, nothing. I got caught up talking to one of my friends.” He answers simply.

Rosa then hooks her arm with his and they walk in the direction to the bus stop. The whole walk to the bus stop, the two shared what they did during their after school activities. Rosa had won another mock debate for her debate club and everyone was teasing her that she rigs every single one because she has yet to lose one.

“Ah, my Watson. You’re just too smart for the rest of them that’s why. They don’t have your quick mind.” Luke ruffles her hair, causing Rosa to whine in detest.

“We’re not little kids anymore, Luke. You don’t have to do that..” She huffs and swats his hand away before she flattens her hair back down.

“How was your robotics club?” Rosa asks him curiously.

“Mmm, I had to help complete the code that they needed to get the arm to pivot. They messed up one line of code that none of them picked up on when it was originally entered in.” He shrugs his shoulders as if it was no big deal.

“Such a genius you are, Sherlock.” Rosa nods her head, her eyes twinkling as if she was really proud of him for completely such a small task.

“It was just a small correction, silly.”

“Yeah, but it was the one correction that resolved their error. If it wasn’t for your keen eye, they wouldn’t have been successful.” Rosa always knew how to reassure him, making it seem like what was small to him, a big deal.

Luke just shakes his head with an amused smile playing on his lips. “Well, thank you for thinking so highly of me..”

The bus finally pulls up in front of them and he lets Rosa go in first and he follows her down the aisle to a pair of seats towards the back. Settling into the seat, he sets his backpack on his lap. Rosa hums quietly to herself as she stares out the window. Luke steals glances at Rosa, his conversation with his friend replaying in his head. Have they been so bothered with her presence all this time? He asks himself.

He never thought anything of Rosa always being around because they live together so her presence was constant. He loved being with her and he was bummed out at the beginning of the year when they found out that they wouldn’t be in the same homeroom. Even though the both of them made their own friends, they always ended up spending lunch together. Sometimes he would join her and her friends or vice versa. But the majority of the time she joined him and his friends because she claimed that her friends had too much drama after they started getting involved with boys.

Luke never opposed it because he didn’t want to risk hurting her feelings. But now, he was completely at a fight with himself because he wanted to hang out with his friends, but he didn’t want to--

“Earth to Luke!!”

Luke blinks, pulling out of his head. “Huh?”

“We’re at our stop..” Rosa nudges at his side so he can move.

“Oh..” He slides out from his seat and stands up. He takes a step back to make room for Rosa and she slides out from between the seats. The two of them walk out to the front of the bus. Before going down the steps, they thank the bus driver.

As the duo is walking in the direction to their house, Rosa bumps into Luke’s side. “What got you lost in your head back there?” She questions him.

“I was thinking about the code for the robotics club,” he lies with little to no effort.

“But you fixed it, what is there still to think about?”

“They asked me to come up with a code to make the claw wave.” Luke continues with his lie.

“When you think about a code do glowing numbers just pop up behind your eyes when that happens to you?” Rosa chuckles, her voice hinting that she was joking with him.

Luke can’t help but laugh at what she was insinuating. “Do you think my mind works like the movies? Did you expect me to start writing numbers in thin air with my finger?” He steps close to her and bumps her playfully.

Rosa’s laugh fills his ears and his heart starts to race in his chest, his cheeks warming up. He loves her laugh. Whenever he is able to get her to laugh, he feels like all is right in the world.

Later that night, Luke was in the living room with Rosa’s father. The two of them were on the couch watching TV while Rosa and her mother were in the kitchen cleaning up. Luke plans on going in to help, but he wanted to ask if he can go out tomorrow out of the way.

“Mm. Would it be too much to ask if I can go out tomorrow with some friends?” Luke doesn’t hesitate as he glances from the corner of his eyes at his best friend’s father.

“Where are you going to go? Will you need any money?” Her father asks in response.

“I was invited to go to the arcade. I--I don’t think I’ll need any money, thank you though.” The teenager clears his throat.

“Well, I don’t see why not. You don’t always ask to go out, so I don’t want to keep you from having some fun,” then he pauses. “What about Rosa?” His father follows up with the one question Luke wasn’t hoping he wouldn’t ask.

“A-Ah. My friends...specifically asked me not to bring along Rosa.. The last time I did, apparently they didn’t like it.” He rubs the side of his neck slowly.

Rosa’s father stays quiet for a second before he nods his head and stands up to walk away.

What the heck? Luke’s eyes widen and turns his body to look over the back of the couch, he watches her father retreat into the kitchen. Is he going to tell Rosa?! He panics in his head. He is about to get up to follow behind, but her father returns into the living room and he sets his butt back down into the couch. Her father now has his wallet in hand and he flips it open. He counts a few bills before he holds them out to Luke.

“Just take it. It should be enough for the arcade plus lunch.” He offers a smile. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell Rosa about it so you can be able to have some time with your friends.” Her father has a bit of a look in his eyes that he can’t quite put his finger on what it is. It’s as if he is apologizing with his eyes that Luke has to deal with having a Rosa clinging to him ever since they were children. But Luke wants to tell him it’s not a problem at all. He truly doesn’t mind always being with Rosa, it was just his friends that were the issue.

Luke takes the cash. “Thank you.” He offers a polite smile. He stands up then sticks the money into his back pocket before walking to the kitchen to help clean up.

The next morning, Luke wakes up pretty early so he can get ready. His friend sends a message to their group chat asking who will be showing up and he responds to it with a thumbs up. After he finishes getting ready, he goes down the stairs to the kitchen for breakfast. Rosa is already cooking pancakes and bacon. “Good morning, Luke!” Rosa greets him with a smile as bright as the sun shining through the windows.

“Good morning, Rosa!” He walks up to the fridge and grabs the orange juice in the glass pitcher to bring it out to put in the center of the table. He walks through kitchen opening and closing cabinets and drawers to retrieve plates and utensils to prepare the table.

He assists Rosa with taking the bacon out of the pan to put on top of a plate with a paper towel to collect the grease. “Want me to cook the eggs?”

“Mm, go for it! You know how we all like our eggs.” Rosa flips the two pancakes in the pan in front of her.

Luke grabs an egg that was already set to the side and taps it against the counter a few times, then cracks it over the hot pan, the egg sizzling in the bacon fat. He proceeds to do the same for the other three eggs, but scrambles one of them with the spatula. After the eggs crisp up, he turns off the stove, then removes the pan from the stove to carefully set them into another plate. With the pan in his hand, he settles it on top of a rag beside the sink so the fat can be disposed of properly.

“Are you going out somewhere?” Rosa asks him as she’s dispensing the last of the pancake batter into the pan.

“Oh, uh. I’m going out,” he answers cautiously, “to study with some friends.” He finishes as he sits down in his usual spot at the table.

“That’s no fun for the weekend,” she chuckles.

“It’s for the robotics club again. Have to figure out that stupid code still.”

“Oh, yes. The one that made you blank out yesterday on the bus.”

Her parents then come down to join them for breakfast. “Luke, you’re going to the arcade today, right?” Her father asks him, as if completely forgetting that he wasn’t supposed to mention it in front of Rosa.

“Arcade? Luke says he’s going to study with his friends.” Rosa sets the plate of pancakes on the table and settles into her seat beside Luke.

“Oh-- Yeah, that’s right. He’s going to study!” Her father plays it off with a laugh and sits across from him. They all start to get food on their plates and Luke already feels the guilt setting in.

“So which is it, Luke? Are you going to study or to the arcade?” Rosa turns her head to look at him, her face serious.

“Arcade..” He answers with a quiet sigh as he looks down at his plate with food.

“Why didn’t you just say that to begin with?”

“Oh I didn’t think you’d want to come along. I thought it’d be easier to just say I was studying.” Luke admits, the corner of his lips pulling down into a frown.

“All you had to do was be honest with me, Luke,” Rosa says before she goes quiet to eat her breakfast.

The whole time everyone ate it was quiet. Once Luke finishes his food, he pushes away from the table and brings his plate to the sink to wash it. “I will be heading out. I’ll be back later today.” Luke tells them as he walks out of the kitchen to the front door.

Luke gets to the arcade and he finds his friends waiting for him outside. He approaches them while he’s waving his hand. “About time you showed up! We thought that you were going to have your girlfriend with you.” One of them jokes with him, the rest of them laughing.

“Now that you’re here, let’s get going. I think they might still be giving out free game credits.” They all start to rush into the building. The lights are flashing brightly and when they get to the counter, there are two workers there who welcome them. “Welcome! Here are cards with preloaded credit that you can use~”

All four of them were given cards and Luke took his. He outlines the shape of the card with his fingertips and then he looks up to see what kind of prizes they have to offer. His eyes catch sight of a small bunny plushie. “750 tickets?” He asks himself. “That’s not too bad.. However, most of these games probably haven’t reached a high jackpot yet since it just opened.”

His friends had already dispersed to find what game they wanted to play first. Luke looks around the arcade at what he could play that would have a high ticket reward. He walks around to find the games that have the highest jackpots.

The whole time, Luke didn’t spend any time with his friends as he was trying his best to collect as many tickets as he could from any of the games that had a decent amount of winning tickets. When he won just enough to get the bunny he was eyeing since he came in. He walks towards the counter with his tickets in stow, some of it dragging on the floor behind him.

His friends come trailing beside him, surprised by his winnings. “What the heck? What have you been doing all this time?” One of his friends asks him curiously.

“I’ve been building up the jackpot for some of the games to be able to win them.. But some of the games already had high enough jackpots. Once I figured out how to win the game, I would just play to win.. I ended up refilling my card a few times though. But I think I have more than enough tickets for the prize I want.” He explains himself as he finally approaches the counter. He hands over his tickets to one of the employees and they look at him in shock.

While they all wait for his tickets to be counted, his friends get their tickets counted as well. When he receives his total, he points at the bunny plushie. “May I get that, please?”

The employee nods and then goes to retrieve it in the back. When he returns, it’s wrapped up in clear plastic to keep it safe from getting dirty. Luke thanks him and turns to his friends who are still trying to decide what to redeem their tickets for. “Hey, I’m going to head out. Thanks for inviting me today. I have to get home. See you at school on Monday!”

He doesn't wait for any of them to respond as he takes off out of the arcade with the bunny plushie under his arm. Luke gets home as fast as he can. When he gets back to the house, he’s breathing heavily with the bunny still perched beneath his arm. After kicking off his shoes he rushes in, calling out Rosa’s name.

She appears at the staircase as he’s running a lap around the downstairs, greeting her parents in the process. He stops beside the stairs and he reveals the bunny. “I--I..” He blushes. “I wanted to make it up to you for lying to you. I actually lied to you on the bus yesterday as well.” He finally confesses.

Rosa takes slow steps down the stairs, her eyes fixated on the bunny in his hands.

“I wasn’t actually trying to figure out some code. I was too busy thinking about how my friend said they’re bothered by your presence, that they didn’t want me to invite you to the arcade.. It confused me so much because I don’t mind you being with me whatsoever. But I just want you to know that I am sorry..” Luke rambles with his apology.

Rosa tilts her head and her eyes are soft, facial expression calm. “I’m not mad at you Luke. I’m just surprised you didn’t tell me since we tell each other everything. Even the stuff that bothers us,” Rosa reaches out for the bunny, but Luke puts his hand out to stop her.

“Wait…” He tells her as he starts to unwrap the bunny from the plastic. “Okay, here. I played so many rounds for different games to raise up the jackpot to learn how to win just to be the one to win the jackpot.”

“That is probably the most genius thing you could do at an arcade. I’m not even surprised.” Rosa takes the bunny from him and hugs it close to her chest. “You’re forgiven, Pearce.” She winks at him. “Thank you for winning this for me.”

“Anything for you, my Watson~” Luke ruffles her hair.

#tears of themis fanfic #luke pearce fanfic #luke pearce #xia yan #tot xia yan #rosa #tot rosa #rosa qiangwei #rosa x luke #tears of themis #high school au #tt; lukeweek2021 #lukeweek2021 #[ ✿ kay's fics ]

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drabbles-mc · 4 years

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First Impressions

Juice Ortiz x F!Reader

Request by @eversonaive : Could do a fic on the reader meeting Juice when he has the sign stuck to his chest only to find out later he is the club's intelligence officer lol

Part 2 can be found Here

Warnings: language, Juice being an embarrassed lil cutie

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: I loved writing this. Flustered Juice gives me life lmao. I hope it’s what you had in mind! I peppered in a couple other of our SAMCRO boys because why not?

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You couldn’t pretend that you weren’t surprised, and a little off-put by the scene in front of you. You looked around, wondering why you felt like you were the only one who saw what you were seeing. Everyone else was walking by, minding their own business, but you couldn’t pretend that you didn’t notice.

Crouching down, you pressed your fingers gently against the side of his neck, and you were rewarded with a fairly steady pulse. Relief flooded through you, glad you weren’t going to have to report a dead body. However, you weren’t quite sure how to handle the scene in front of you.

Gently nudging him, you tried to wake him up. He let out a soft groan but didn’t fully wake up. With a heavy sigh, you shook him a little harder but weren’t able to wake him. Pressing your lips together into a thin line, you patted the side of his face. You saw his brows furrow and twitch and you knew that he was almost awake.

“Hey,” you shook him and patted his cheek again, “you good?”

With a groan and what seemed like more effort than it should’ve taken, he slowly started to open his eyes. Part of you wanted to laugh because he seemed like he was probably going to be alright, but more than anything you were just confused.

“You alright? Looks like you’ve had…a time.”

He propped himself up on his elbows and looked down at the state of himself. The fact that he didn’t seem shocked and appalled spoke volumes. With a quiet grunt, he forced himself to his feet.

“Do I have to be worried about you?” you couldn’t help but to look him up and down again. With a chuckle and a shake of his head he reassured you that he was fine, which did little to actually make you feel better, “There somewhere I should be take you?”

He laughed, “No. Don’t worry. Thank you for, uh, waking me up. Way better than getting kicked by the cops,” he shook his head.

“Small miracles,” you had to laugh.

“Yea,” he glanced down at the sign on his chest and you could tell from the look in his eyes that he was weighing the pros and cons of ripping it off right then and there, “I should go. I’m uh,” he gestured to the cardboard, “apparently late for my eight o’clock feeding.”

You smiled and shook your head, “Well that’s unfortunate.”

With a deep breath he pulled the sign from his chest and you both cringed. He cursed under his breath from the pain of it before folding it and tucking it underneath his arm. He gave you a lopsided grin and a small wave before turning and walking in the other direction away from you. You stood there, feeling like you should be offering him a shirt, or something to at least tie around his waist, but he seemed pretty unbothered by it all, so you let him go. You shook your head to yourself as you continued on your way, unable to believe what a weird day you’d already had.

A few days went by and you hadn’t forgotten about your run-in on the street that morning. It was a tough scene to forget. You didn’t want to believe that that was going to be the first and last time you ever saw him. If nothing else, you just wanted some closure on the situation, and you also wanted to know how the hell he ended up like that.

Your mind had wandered back to that situation as you stood outside your car waiting for the tow truck. You knew that your car was on its last leg to begin with, and that you should’ve set about looking for a new one some time ago, but you just kept putting it off. The thought of shopping for one, and then paying for one was overwhelming. You were paying for it in an entirely different way now, though. You knew that fixing whatever was wrong with your car was probably going to cost more than it was worth. So, to distract yourself from thinking about that, you thought about literally anything else as you sat half propped up onto your hood.

You’d gone to Teller-Morrow one other time, maybe twice, since you’d moved just outside of Charming. You didn’t remember anything about it, though—you were in and out quick for an oil change or something equally innocuous. There weren’t a whole lot of options for mechanics to begin with, let alone ones that would also tow. Plus you figured since they were local, it wouldn’t take them too long to get to you.

About twenty minutes later the tow-truck pulled up, and you were a mix of relieved and apprehensive. Two men stepped out, and your first thought was that they couldn’t have carried themselves more differently from each other if they tried. The taller one approached you, adjusting his beanie slightly as he did, while the other scampered around to start hooking the truck up to your car.

“So,” he walked up to you, a small smile on his face for a moment as he looked at you, “what seems to be the problem?”

You chuckled and shook your head as you clocked the name stitched into his work shirt, “Well, it stopped running. That’s about all I know, Opie,” you smiled at him.

He laughed, nodding his head slightly, “Sounds like a pretty serious issue, then.”

“I’d say so.”

He glanced back to make sure that your car had been hooked up alright, “You need to be dropped off somewhere, or you got a ride?”

You sighed, resting your hand on the back of your neck as you thought, “Would I be able to ride back to the shop with you guys?”

He nodded, “Sure thing. Long as you don’t mind Kip staring at you the whole time,” he gestured over to the man who was waiting by the door of the tow truck.

You laughed, “Staring I can handle.”

When they pulled into the lot at the mechanics, Opie got out and instructed Kip to take care of the rest. He looked over to you and gestured to the office, “Gemma will get you all set up. We’ll get it right on the lift and try to figure out what’s going on.”

You nodded, “Thank you, appreciate it.”

You knocked lightly on the door to the office and she called for you to come in. She got you all squared away with your paperwork to get everything started. You let her know that if it ended up being more than a certain amount to just not bother and scrap it, or to give it back and you would take care of that part yourself. You weren’t in a position to be paying more than the car was worth. There was sympathy present in her eyes as she listened to you, nodding along. You hated the feeling of pity but you couldn’t deny that you’d landed yourself into a bit of a hole.

She was walking you back out of the office, “We’ll give you a call when we’ve got some numbers for you, sweetheart.”

“Sounds good. Thank you guys so much.”

“Need us to call you a cab?”

You shook your head, “No, no I’ll be alright. Thank you though.”

You were walking across the lot, pulling out your phone as you did to try and figure out who you were going to call to come and pick you up. There was a sudden influx of noise and voices. And despite the fact that you heard it, you still didn’t look up.

The only thing that snapped you out of your thoughts was the feeling of someone’s shoulder bumping into yours. You looked up and both of you were in the middle of apologizing when your eyes met his. Neither of you could hide the shock on your faces as you took each other in.

He looked a lot different when he wasn’t coming out of a mild coma. And also when he was fully dressed with an MC kutte on. You’d missed out on the fact that he was handsome in the midst of worrying about his well-being the last time you saw him.

“Oh shit,” he laughed, “hey.”

“Uh, hey,” you couldn’t help but to stare at him, “I didn’t…expect to see you here. Or again in general, for that matter.”

Another man in a kutte appeared, draping his arm around the shoulder of the man that you were talking to, “Juicy,” he said, “who’s your friend?”

He wore his nerves on his face, “Um. She’s not, uh, she’s—”

You cut him off to save him the trouble, holding out your hand, “I’m Y/N.”

“Y/N,” he let your name roll off his tongue, “nice to meet you. I’m Jax,” he paused, looking back and forth between you and the man next to him, trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together, “Sorry to interrupt,” you could see that he was biting back a laugh.

“No, you’re…you’re good,” you reassured him, “Nothing to interrupt. Just, um, a little surprised by,” you gestured to the two of them and to the clubhouse behind them, “all of this.”

“Well then I gotta ask,” Jax continued to stare at Juice who seemed to be getting more and more shy by the second, “how do you know Charming’s favorite Puerto Rican Intelligence Officer?”

You couldn’t stop the laugh that slipped past your lips, “Intelligence Officer?”

Jax nodded, clapping Juice on the back as though he thought he was hyping him up, “For the club, yea. Can find out anything about anyone. Also our resident tech guy.”

You chuckled, unable to lie and say that you weren’t a little impressed, “Impressive. Guess we didn’t have time to get into all that last time we met.”

“Oh?” Jax looked back and forth between the two of you, embarrassment creeping onto Juice’s features.

“Yea, he was running a behind schedule. Had places to be.”

Jax looked over at him, “Where the hell did you have to be that could’ve been more important, bro?”

Juice ran his hands down his face, knowing that he was going to have to cop to it sooner or later, “When we met I was, um…she actually…” he shook his head, “She’s the one who woke me up the other day. Made sure I was alright.”

The entire incident had clearly already faded from Jax’s memory because he looked as lost as he had been before Juice said anything. You smiled, “I made sure he eventually made it to his eight o’clock feeding.”

Recognition flashed across Jax’s face and he laughed, “Jesus. Sorry you had to be a part of that.”

“Sure, her you’ll apologize to,” Juice rolled his eyes.

“She didn’t deserve it,” Jax chuckled and shook his head, “Well it was nice meeting you, Y/N. I’ll leave Juice to try and clean up whatever mess he might’ve made.”

He walked away from the both of you and you could head him laughing to himself as he approached the rest of the guys. You and Juice stood there facing each other, neither one of you really knowing what to say.

You broke the silence, “Won’t lie to you, Juice,” it felt nice to finally be able to address him as something, “over the past few days when I’ve been trying to think about what your life was like for it to land you in that situation, this wasn’t what I had in mind.”

“You’ve been thinkin’ about me?” he smirked.

You laughed, rolling your eyes, “You made quite the impression,” you looked him in the eyes, “I’m glad you’re alright though.”

He chuckled, “Not the worst thing they’ve ever done to me.”

You smiled and shook your head, “Well that’s a little concerning.”

“Sorry you got, uh, subjected to that,” he shook his head, “wrong place, wrong time.”

You waited for him to meet your gaze and you flashed him a smile, “I wouldn’t quite say that.”

There was a light in his eyes that was so enticing, “Right. Well. I’m glad I got a chance to make a better first impression. Sort of. Maybe,” he laughed. There were a few beats of silence before he spoke up again, “What brings you here anyway?”

You nodded towards the garage, “Car broke down.”

“Shit.”

Your laugh was a hollow, “Yea. Fucking sucks. Hoping they can fix it without bleeding me dry.”

Juice thought hard about it for a few moments, “I’ll take a look at it. I’ll see what I can do, see if I can get you a deal or something.”

“Yea?” you couldn’t hide your relief.

He nodded, “Yea. Least I could do.”

“You’d really be saving my ass.”

He laughed, “Guess that would make us even.”

You chuckled and nodded, “Guess so.”

He paused for a moment, eyes glued to the pavement, “If you want, you could, uh, you could give me your number,” he looked up at you, “and I’ll give you a call when I get it all sorted.”

You smiled, “Alright. Sounds good,” you held out your hand for his phone and quickly added your number to his contacts, “Hope to hear from you soon, Juice.”

“Juan,” he said quietly as he took the phone back from you.

“Hm?”

He looked at you, “Juan. My name is Juan.”

You smiled, “Well, then, Juan, I’ll talk to you soon,” you paused and bit back a laugh, “Try to keep yourself out of sticky situations, alright?”

“Well now at least I have you to call just in case,” he smirked.

“Won’t be able to come and get you until you fix my car,” you chuckled, “So at least be careful for a few days.”

“I think I can do that.”

“Good,” you stepped in and gave him a quick hug, “Thank you, Juan, seriously.”

“It’s not a problem. I’ll, I’ll talk to you soon.”

“Looking forward to it,” you flashed him a smile before turning and continuing your way out of the parking lot.

You chanced a look back over your shoulder and saw that he was still standing there staring at you with a smile and a dreamy look on his face. You laughed and shook your head as you turned back around. There was something to be said about memorable first impressions, and something told you that you had landed yourself in an adventure when you met him. You were excited to find out what was in store.

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morizoras-cave · 4 years

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Bubble Laugh (Request)

Sebastian Stan x gn!child!co-star!reader, CA:CW cast x gn!child!co-star!reader

Genre: fluff

Request Description: Hey can I request ca:cw cast x child!actress, where the child plays a hydra experiment on the run with sebs character Bucky but the actress is really quiet and shy because she’s the only child on set but then something funny happens like Anthony making fun of Tom and she bursts out laughing and it’s really loud and then end it however you want? 😊💗

Warnings: slight insecurity?

(A/N): sorry i havent gotten much done!! but now i have a bit of time. been wanting to write some tom hardy for a while? but gonna work on some requests first honestly. also, in my spare time i’ve been working on something that might be a worthy series???? but its not an x reader, its stucky, which is quite different from what i usually write. let me know what you think :D so sorry sbout this gif lmao

“And cut! Great scene, guys! Take a break.”

All your cast mates began to disperse from the set. There’d just been an exhausting fight scene, and everyone’s bones were calling for a chair. You hadn’t fought all that much, mostly waved around with your hands, imitating some magic.

You bounded over to the coffee station. You’d gotten particularly fond of grabbing one or two sugar cubes and then playing on your phone, or reading a book.

You reached up and grabbed the sweet squares of delight, and hopped to the couch in the break room. You’d left your book there. You opened it and look down at it in your lap, as you squeezed a sugar cube past lips.

“I think I’m gonna go fall asleep,” you heard Tom say sheepishly. He was still in his suit, you noted, but it was loosened and hanging awkwardly, meaning he’d probably dashed to the bathroom.

Robert patted his shoulder comfortingly. Basically the entire cast piled into the break room, spreading out and starting conversations. Sebastian, the one you were undoubtedly closest to (as you and his character were practically on the run together), lay down on the black couch beside you. He gave you smile and rested his eyes.

You looked at the cast again. You loved being part of it all. You had been so nervous to join. You were afraid your young age and shyness would prevent them from liking you at all. You were wrong. You’d never met better people than them.

“What are you thinking about, kid?” Sebastian asked, eyes following yours. You felt your cheeks warm at the thought of being caught staring adoringly. You averted your eyes to your book and flipped a page.

“Nothing,” you squeaked. Sebastian chuckled and shook his head.

“Then what are you reading?”

“Uh,” you flipped it to show him the cover, “The Cat Who Came In Off The Roof.”

“What’s it about?”

“Uhm.. A cat,” you mumbled and giggled. Sebastian giggled too. “Fair is fair,” he said. Indeed, fair was fair.

“Mackie, what have I done to you?” Tom’s voice caught both you and Sebastian’s attention. He sounded whiny, but in reality he had a playful smile on his lips.

“Man, what haven’t you done?” Anthony was pretend-angry. You couldn’t see it on his face like Tom. You always thought that the bit between them was funny. You smiled.

“List one thing I’ve done to you!”

“You’re a little narcissist, is what you are!”

“But-”

“Zip it, Holland!”

The cast (who were all listening discretely) broke into laughter at the twos unending bickering. You were struggling to hold your laughter. You were trying to let it out quietly, so no one would look at you, so you’d just be another person laughing, but the more you tried to hold it back, the more you felt the urge to burst into it.

So you did.

About 3 seconds after everyone else stopped laughing, you made probably the loudest sounds the cast had ever heard you make. You wheezed, and broke into uncontainable laughter, doubling over.

Sebastian looked at you strangely. In fact, everyone was looking at you, a little shocked and amused at the same time. Anthony and Tom exchanged glances.

“Are you- Are they? Is Y/n okay?” Chris asked and he himself was giggling. None of them had ever heard you say more than a couple of words at a time, and it was always so low, it could be a whisper. Not now, though.

You shook your head, feeling Sebastian’s hand on your back. “I’m sorry!” you calmed yourself, only to laugh once more. “That was.. That was really funny.”

No one answered you for a moment. You felt yourself getting uncomfortable, knowing you were probably too loud and weird. You focused instead on your book, bristling under their gazes.

“I’m sorry, it’s just- I- We’ve never heard you say anything that loud, outside acting,” Sebastian could tell you were uncomfortable. You looked up at him shyly, smiling sheepishly.

“You should laugh like that normally, it’s a huge confidence booster!” Anthony joked and everyone giggled again.

“No,” you mumbled, and honestly only Sebastian could hear you, “It’s too loud.”

Sebastian looked at everyone else and smiled knowingly. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and ruffled your hair, to which you protested with a groan.

“Y/n, you should be loud whenever the hell you want. In fact, I only want you to laugh like that. I need the good energy,” he said, releasing you finally.

“Whatever-” you begun, but before you could brush it off, he said:

“I’m serious.”

He was looking in your eyes, which just made you shy again.

“Alright,” you whispered, “I will.”

Sebastian high fived you, and then jumped up from the couch.

A set worker soon came back and directed everyone back to set. You almost immediately felt more comfortable. They didn’t laugh at you. They liked your laugh. In other words, they liked you being more loud.

From then on, every time something made you laugh, you never held back your real laugh. You always just let it go, and soon enough you could see, that when you weren’t hiding yourself out of shyness, people actually accepted the real you, and it made it so much easier to feel like you were good enough to not hide away.

As you grew up, you always found yourself looking back at the Civil War movie, as the time where you gained your confidence. And it was all thanks to them. :)

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starlightinhumanform · 3 years

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24/7: Chapter One

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Ship: Romantic Loceit, Platonic Demus, Platonic Logicality

Summary: James (aka Janus) works the graveyard shift at a open-all-night convenience store. Logan is a college student who stays up way too late, way too often. While pulling all-nighters, he often visits the store James works at. As time goes on, James begins to care about Logan as more than just a customer.

Warnings: Moderate Language, Some suggestive jokes, Mentions of ignorant/negative sentiments regarding vitiligo, Mentions of intoxication— some implied to be underage (please tell me if anything needs to be added)

Genre: College AU, Coffeeshop AU but weird (that’s literally the best way i can think of describing it), Mutual Feelings, Fluff

A/N: — Janus’ name in this AU is James (mostly because when I began planning this, his name hadn’t been revealed). I may still include his name by writing in a name-change but we’ll see lmao — I do not have vitiligo and do not personally know anyone with vitiligo; Janus’ experience with the condition is based entirely on my research. That being said, I did my best to give an accurate representation but I do not claim that it is flawless in anyway. If there are any improvements you think I can make in this area, please please let me know 🖤🖤🖤 Love you all 🖤✨

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James’ first shift started normally. That is, as normally as he could assume 24 hour convenience store shifts could be. It’s not like he had much experience with it.

Being his first day, he had assumed that the manager would’ve at least stuck around for a while. Instead, the woman had pointed out the bathroom plunger— advising him to not let anyone steal it— told him how to use the slushie machine, and said that if someone tried to rob the store, let them take the money; she even showed him the quickest way to open the cash register. Then she left within the first hour of James’ shift.

James didn’t mind being alone but he couldn’t fight down the frustration at his manager for abandoning him without actually telling him anything useful. He kept worrying that someone would ask a question that he couldn’t answer. What if the customer got angry and then he got reported and lost his job on the first night? Not to mention every time someone walked in, he was ready to bargain for his life with the $225.67 and a random condom in the cash register.

The adrenaline was getting to his head, stirring up usually dormant worries. He couldn’t stop glancing down at his hands. They were warm tan, patterned at random with lighter splotches. He had a condition known as vitiligo which made areas of his skin lose their pigmentation. For the majority of the time, it wasn’t a big deal; the worst part was the weird looks people gave him and even then, he could usually brush them off. Still, there was always the occasional idiot who felt the need to say something rude or inform him that he showed signs of demon possession. He hoped beyond everything that one of those incidents didn’t occur while he was alone in the store.

Thankfully, the only customers for the next few hours were a couple groups of teenagers at varying levels of intoxication and a traveling family made up of two parents suffering from highway-hypnosis and a small child who tried to climb into one of the drink refrigerators.

By one in the morning, the flow of incoming patrons had completely stopped. By that point James had already thrown back an entire 5-hour Energy drink and reorganized the chip rack— twice .

When the entry bell finally rang again at around two, James’ head was buzzing so badly he wasn’t sure if he had imagined the sound or not. A young man walked in— college aged with messy hair and glasses. He disappeared into the rows of brightly coloured plastic bags without a word and so quickly it made James once again question whether or not he was hallucinating.

It wasn’t until the man had made his way back to the counter, setting down a bag of chips and a couple energy drinks, that James was sure he existed. The man’s hair looked like it hadn’t been brushed in two days and his dark circles were so deep they could be seen from beneath his squared glasses. Yup, definitely a college student.

Despite the obvious signs of exhaustion, the man was undeniably pretty. Counter to his tired scowl, his eyes were bright and alert, framing a sharp nose. The way he kept his strong chin tilted slightly upwards and walked with purpose gave him the appearance of someone who actually knew what he was doing with his life— so basically, the opposite of James.

James was hardly ever self conscious about his appearance but this man— this stupidly pretty, oddly perfect man— made James squirm just a little bit, made him wonder if he was living on one side of some scale while the customer lounged on the other side. James tried to shrugged it off, focusing on the items in front of him instead.

The man spent the entire interaction at the counter muttering to himself and never once making eye contact. It was a little strange, but he was cute and James was bored so he decided to just appreciate the entertainment while it lasted.

It wasn’t until James went to hand the man his receipt that he seemed to even become aware of James’ existence. James held out the thin slip of paper, apparently causing the man to flinch backwards. His reaction was strong enough to make James wonder if he was one of those people— the type that thought vitiligo was some sort of deadly, contagious disease.

His eyes darted up quickly, his gaze sharp as it scanned over James’ face, “You’re not the normal cashier.”

He was taken aback by the accusing tone in the man’s voice, “No, I guess I’m not? I just got hired; the other guy got let off… something about trying to steal the plunger.”

“Oh,” His face transformed into a noncommittal scowl that James simply could not read, “Expect me regularly.”

The man turned on his heels and walked briskly to the door as James stood frozen and mystified behind the counter, “Oh, uh… see you soon then.”

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James woke up to the smell of something burning. He didn’t even remember dragging himself home and collapsing in his bed but based on the smell bothering him he evidently had made it back. No one could burn food quite like his roommate.

“Remus what the fuck are you doing?” James shuffled out to the kitchen where his roommate was poking at something on the stove.

“Making lunch.”

Based on his bed head and near-complete lack of clothes (Remus always slept in booty shorts and nothing else) James could guess that he had woken up only a few minutes earlier himself, “Dude that does not smell like anything humans should eat.”

Remus gave him a wicked grin and James decided not to push the subject. He walked out of the room with a sigh and hoped that the smell would clear up soon.

He made his way into the living room, sitting down and flipping open his laptop. James groaned at the lack of new email notifications. No new emails meant no new job acceptions.

“Guess I’m working the night shift again.”

James was grateful he got the job at the convenience store— no question. Getting a job as a college dropout was both necessary and nearly impossible at the same time. He was lucky to get a job at all and being a graveyard shift, he got paid nearly double the normal wage for his position. For now, his sleep schedule would just have to suffer.

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The weeks drifted by and James fell into a dull, but easy rhythm. He would go to work every night, spend the hours rearranging chip bags, guarding the plunger, and— if he was lucky— the pretty college boy would come in for a few minutes to grab salty food and a caffeinated drink.

James wasn’t sure when it became “lucky” for the man to come into the store. Maybe it was lucky because he was entertaining, always preoccupied and wandering around the store like his mind was a hundred miles away. He had this odd sort of duality— somehow both spaced out and intensely focused at the same time. It was like he was concentrating on the dimension beyond the one James was living in. He floated through this world, always preoccupied with world in his head. It was endearing and intriguing and James found himself looking forward to seeing the man. James wanted to see the world inside his head, to know what was so captivating that he had no use or interest for what was outside of it.

The student was quickly becoming his favourite customer— something James never thought he would have— and he genuinely enjoyed having a chance to talk to the other guy. He was handsome, obviously intelligent, and, if given the chance, James definitely would’ve asked him out for a drink.

As it was though, James looked awful in his uniform so he would never have the confidence to make a move the only times he ever saw him.

James started to watch for him. The man came at least once a week, always between midnight and four in the morning. He must have lived nearby because he always walked over instead of taking a car like most of the other patrons. Either that, or he lived further away and walked all the way just for a bag of chips and an energy drink.

It was a Thursday like any other when he walked into the store and James’ curiosity got the better of him.

“So,” James leaned across the counter as the man sat his items down, “you come around here often?”

He tilted his head quizzically, “Yes? I do come here often? You’ve seen me.”

“No I— it was a joke,” James resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. This was… not going the way James would have hoped, “What’s your name? We might as well get on first name basis since we see each other all the time.”

“I’m Logan,” Logan seemed surprised by the question.

“I’m James.”

Logan gave a curt nod, “I know.”

“But— how? I—“

“It’s on your name tag,” And with that, Logan turned and marched out of the store.

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Logan laid on his back, arms and legs spread over the entirety of his bed. The only leftover space of the bed was occupied by Patton, one of his housemates.

“So how did the all-nighter go?”

Logan groaned, “Well… it sure as hell did go all night. I’m so fucking tired.”

“This is what you get for viewing the entire American university system as a challenge.”

He squinted up at Patton. With his blond hair and round, smiling face he looked like the direct inversion of whatever pale little zombie Logan currently felt like, “I gotta stop staying up so late.”

“I don’t know, you kind of seem to like it,” His housemate patted his leg and stood up to walk out of Logan’s room, “By the way, where do you keep going? I hear you leaving the house, like, super early all the time.”

Sunlight was streaming through his partially open blinds. It was probably quite pretty but to Logan it just looked like a headache-inducing glare. He threw a pillow over his face, muffling his voice as he answered, “Booty call.”

Patton laughed as he stopped walking, “Yeah right. The day you answer a booty call is the day I will shave my head.”

Logan shifted the pillow slightly to look at Patton again. The man’s hair was his prize possession, like a curly fluffy cloud that he kept as a pet on top of his head. Logan didn’t know how Patton could afford the time and money he put into his hair. What he did know, however, was that Patton would never risk its safety. Logan frowned in (mostly) fake insult, “You really think there’s not a single person who would send me a horny text at three in the morning?”

“Nah I think there are quite a few people who would do that. I just doubt there’s anyone you’d actually find worth answering.”

Was there anyone he would actually answer? Logan stared up at the dark fabric above him. The pillowcase was a deep navy blue and if he really squinted, he could see the weave of the thread, a thousand random threads coming together to make a greater whole. The way the individual pieces created something far larger than themselves was fascinating to Logan. He had never given it much before, but he couldn’t help but wonder if he would ever find a random individual worth making something together.

In the darkness covering his eyes, a vision of the convenience store cashier flashed across his mind. The face he saw was light brown and across that warm canvas, lighter portions sprawled. For the first time, Logan began really thinking about that face. He had sharp features, tired eyes, and when he smiled with lips sloped upwards at a lopsided angle. His skin reminded Logan of the glossy photos of nebulae in his astronomy textbooks— bright splashes breaking up the sameness of the night sky. How had he never noticed that before? What was his name? James.

He heard the creak of their old floors beneath Patton as he walked out of Logan’s room. He probably thought Logan had fallen asleep as he lay there in silence. He was far from asleep, though. His mind was racing, trying to find the missed connections and continually finding new ones in the process. His eyes flickered as previously unrecognized thoughts began surfacing. And they didn’t stop. How had he never noticed?

“I’ve been going to that convenience store down the street,” Logan called as Patton walked away.

James.

Maybe there was someone for him.

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[please blacklist spoiler tags: #loki tv series spoilers, #loki series spoilers, #loki spoilers]

Yes, I did just watch episode 2 at 5:30 in the morning.

No, I am not sorry. Not at the moment, although when I inevitably crash later this afternoon, I will be.

Just some very, very quick - and scattered and messy - thoughts: That is a straight up lie; they’re definitely scattered and messy but not very quick at all.

Under the cut for spoilers and length.

I’m going to start with Loki’s characterization. My honest opinion is that Loki’s overall characterization feels like a fic characterization. He definitely is not Avengers Loki, like, at all. I don't know if Tom just, like, forgot how to play that Loki or ...?? That, or Loki was so much more mind-controlled than we realized and getting hulk-smashed just completely reset him back to zero but also fucked him up a little bit and affected his personality, kind of like how some people completely develop weird new personality quirks after a traumatic brain injury.

… yeah, I think that’s where I’m gonna land for now. TV series!Loki feels like a more-or-less canon version of Loki, but if that Loki got hit in the head really hard and now he’s just a little bit fucked up but overall no worse for the wear. Which - it may be that it’s so early in the morning, but that’s actually really fucking funny to me, lmao. God, I kill me. It’s not funny.

No, but, that’s pretty much how I feel. He’s ooc but he’s also ic, and the reason I’m not particularly bothered by the inconsistency, for lack of a better word, is because that’s what pretty much every fic Loki already feels like to me? (Including my own, so I’m not, like, saying that in a derogatory way.) Which is why I say Loki feels like a fic!Loki and to try to explain it better - there is always, for me, a little suspension of disbelief that I employ when I read fic. The reason for that is because the context, the plot, and the dynamics of the fic are usually pretty different than what we ever get in canon, so it becomes a matter of taking film!Loki and, like, bending him a bit in order to fit him into the perimeters of the fic.

The result ends up being that I don’t see the exact Avengers!Loki or TDW!Loki, and thus by definition the portrayal is ooc, but the version that I do see feels like a genuine extension of the canon version, possessing enough of Loki’s overall traits and characteristics that he feels authentic, albeit a bit pretzeled for the new context.

I honestly think that’s something that’s unavoidable, just due to the fact that in fic - and now, in this series - there are a lot more variables at play than there are in the films, wherein Loki is not just a supporting character but also the villain/antagonist and is therefore very limited in what he does/what the narrative allows him to do. When those limitations are taken away, what are we going to see? Probably a lot of different things, and yeah, a lot of them are going to feel a little ooc. And, like in fic, even if the characterization mostly lands, there are definitely bits and pieces (some fics more than others lean this way) where the author didn’t stick the landing or got carried away or otherwise probably forgot for a while that they were writing Loki, not their own OC.

That’s the point where it strays into cringe territory for me (and where the ‘heh, he’s Loki but with a brain injury’ aspect comes in), but while I had to consciously decide to just ignore those moments, overall the tone in this episode felt a bit more balanced between the new, the old, and the cringe, and less whiplash-y from the beginning of the episode to the end.

… I have no idea if that makes sense, but what I’m basically saying is that while I am enjoying this version of Loki, I do recognize all of the ways he’s ooc but, unlike how I feel about Ragnarok!Loki, the ooc-ness feels genuine and unavoidable rather than just a fundamental and careless misunderstanding of the character altogether. In other words, I feel like any ooc-ness here is happening despite the writers taking care to do their best, and isn’t just a result of Loki being lazily written by a person or persons who just doesn’t want to bother with him at all.

Again, I don’t know if that makes sense, but fuck it, there we are and I’m moving on.

I liked all of the little details, including again, things that felt straight out of fic, like Loki asking Mobius why he has the jetski magazine. (Also, if any of my thorki friends read this, was I the only one who noticed that when we see Loki reading the magazine, it just happens to be open to a page with a picture featuring a jet skier who looks like Thor? l.m.a.o.)

Loki interrupting things to explain the difference between illusions vs the other power (I can’t remember which one, off hand, and if I stop writing to go look it up I will lose my train of thought and not finish this) was great, but his overall input and contributions to the missions inspired very mixed feelings for me. On the one hand, I loved that the narrative, via Loki, is reminding us of all these things that he’s capable of that the films generally left out or brushed aside or ignored - but, every time he spoke, he was met with eye rolls and sighs and just a general feeling of “someone please shut this guy up” and I didn’t like the narrative treating him that way.

But also, it’s understandable bc none of the people on his team are actually on his team. None of them want him there (story of Loki’s fucking life), none of them trust him, and none of them are particularly interested in hearing what he has to say. So it’s like, I understand why they reacted the way they did, and I don’t think their reactions are meant to support an overall narrative undermining of Loki’s skills and input - but, the tone is hard to read for me bc I am very defensive and protective of Loki. I can’t quite determine the line between the TVA agents being unreliable narrators (ie, they’re annoyed by Loki bc of who he is to them, but that doesn’t mean the audience is supposed to feel the same) and the TVA agents validating that Loki is just being a nuisance (and, thus, the audience is supposed to feel the same).

That is, I know how I am consuming the narrative (that they’re unreliable narrators), but I’m not sure if that’s how tptb are intending for me to consume the narrative - and I guess it doesn’t really matter, but it’s worth mentioning.

In general, I really liked, again, Loki existing in his own space and watching the way he carried himself. I especially found it interesting that his hands were almost always in his pockets - for one thing it's a stance I tend to imagine him taking often in fic, but also it’s kind of a weird choice bc pockets don’t seem to be a thing in Asgardian clothing. It makes me feel like Loki is the kind of person who never knows what to do with his hands but is always conscious of them, as is common among anxious and self-conscious people, and I just find that relatable on a weird level.

I am really kinda torn on Mobius in this episode; when not interrogating Loki, he’s much less antagonistic toward Loki and therefore I’m more inclined to take-him-or-leave-him but I’ll go ahead and take him I guess. Yet at the same time, bc he’s not interrogating Loki he’s also not trying to put on a show for Loki and when you take that away, he really doesn’t seem to like Loki at all. It supports that Mobius only wants what Loki can do for him and doesn’t actually particularly care about him as a person, which is fine and more or less what I figured, but it contributes to me not really being able to decide how I feel about him in general. Idk, though, I kinda like their dynamic? Like I want them to end up friends?

Regardless, Tom and Owen have amazing chemistry and it’s really funny to me bc (not to be a jerk) I honestly didn’t know Owen Wilson could act. Like, I’ve never seen him in a role where he wasn’t just playing Owen Wilson. So for him to not only be playing Mobius so well but also having such chemistry and a sense of holding-his-own against Tom Hiddleston is like, color me surprised but pleasantly so.

I like B-15 a lot, even though she obviously hates Loki, so idk why I like her but I do. I like Renslayer less, but meh. (Side note - when I was in undergrad in Syracuse, I took the Amtrak from Syracuse to Boston and back more than a few times, for reasons that aren’t relevant, and that route always had a layover at Albany-Rensselaer and every single time I see Renslayer’s name, I want to call her Rensselaer instead.) Shout out to the guest appearance by Casey, sorry Loki stole your juice lmfao.

The moments from the trailer that were very cringe were less so in context (though still kinda cringe, tbh). I think we’ve seen most of the content from the trailers in the first two episodes now, though, which means going forward, it’s going to be like 95% previously unseen material (aside from the brief apocalyptic shots and so forth).

One thing I fucking loved was how Loki, reading about Ragnarok, was visibly affected and even teared up a bit, and you could tell he was in his feels about it, but then later when Mobius expresses sympathy, Loki is just like, “Uh huh, very sad, but anyway.” It was a subtle (well maybe not that subtle) but effective way to remind us that what Loki presents to other people is more often than not a mask and he keeps his true feelings close to the chest. It makes last week’s breakdown have even more of an impact, I think, bc clearly Loki was at the end of his rope to allow himself to show that much raw emotion and vulnerability, but also - for me - there’s a niggling little doubt there that wasn’t there before, in that there was probably more performance in it than I thought.

By which I mean, I think his reaction to the film of his life when he was alone was genuine but, while I previously thought his admission to Mobius later was also genuine, I now think was probably half genuine and half performative. I know others already figured that out, but I’m a little slow and, also, I don’t mind changing my opinion and interpretation from week to week.

Along the same lines, I wasn’t exactly surprised to see that Loki is “undercover” in the TVA, but it was nice to see it acknowledged fairly quickly. Not sure I buy that Loki wants to overthrow and rule the TVA - it’s still a little too “Loki only wants a throne” for me, but again, just because that’s what he told the variant doesn’t mean that’s actually what he’s after.

And, finally, I like the variant, I love Loki’s reaction to seeing her, and while I realize that the show has acknowledged Loki’s gender fluidity and we’re meant to assume that Lady Loki (I guess? Not sure if we’re going with that or not here) is Loki, I saw a theory somewhere about how this is actually not Loki-Loki, but - I wanna say her name Sophie but that’s the actress, again I can’t go look it up bc I will lose my train of thought - but it’s a character who is similar to Amora and who was created by Loki and models herself as Loki but she’s actually someone else.

Ugh I can’t remember the details of the theory, but I am kinda going with it bc I don’t think that Loki would look so - not surprised but just kind of “oh, well, I wasn’t expecting that” if he were seeing the female version of himself. Like, he doesn’t seem to recognize her the way I assume he would recognize himself, male or female. Not only does that make me feel like she’s actually someone else, but also not recognizing her as the female version of himself doesn’t necessarily mean Loki doesn’t recognize her at all. He may very well recognize her as this other Amora-similar character and, if so, I really want to see how that character fits with MCU Loki (as I think she’s a comic book character but, again, I’d have to go back and find that theory).

Edit: I found a version of it here.

Overall score, B-. Mostly solid, but needs moar Loki breakdowns and tears. (That's just me, don't fucking judge me.) Also, I really hate that we have to wait a week between episodes. I wish they were following Netflix’s method of dropping the entire season at once but, then again, if they did that, I’m not sure any of us would survive.

I gotta get ready for work and I deleted and rewrote so much of this and it still seems nonsensical to me, lmfao fml. Anyway feel free to interact/send me asks/whatever, it’s going to be a long fucking day with all of this on my mind. I’ll be working my way through my dash as best as I can.

Oh, also! Loki is so fucking pretty in this episode! The TVA suit is ugly, but he makes it work, and his hair's combed nicely and he looks like he finally got an opportunity to sleep and shower and eat something and, yknow, it's working for him.

#loki tv series spoilers #loki series spoilers #loki spoilers #loki pokey artichokey #also thought it was interesting that as soon as mobius gave him the jacket #loki barely took it off and didn't go anywhere without it #lending even more credence to the fact that he likes to be as covered up as possible at all times

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kidney9-9 · 4 years

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Gift Wars - Peter Parker

hello! i’m back! going to try to start posting more now :) but i had some writer’s block for a while. thank you guys for staying here and giving me love! you are all so sweet and i hope you’re doing good

Anonymous asked:

Could you write something about the reader getting Peter an inappropriate keychain that says; I love you for who you are, but that dick sure is a bonus? And he opens the present in front of may and she asks Peter what did he get?

Thank you for sending this in!! This request made me laugh so much, thank you again :) Masterlist is linked in bio, requests are open, tags in the reblog

Peter Parker x Reader [Fluff/Funny] Warnings: Swearing, sex joke Word Count: 1.3k

When Peter got a gift from you, he was confused. It was a small box, and a note attached to it as well. You put a small winky face on the note, along with writing a sweet “Love ya! Happy Holidays!” on it. He grinned down to it though, happy that you got him a gift.

You both had an off and on prank war for gifts. It started out with Peter getting you a pair of stinky socks and the Bee movie soundtrack CD for your birthday. He remembers how confused you were as you held the disgusting socks in front of you with a disturbed look on your face.

Then, on his birthday, you gave him a large package, just filled with already popped bubble wrap and a melted candle with a picture of Bob Duncan. It made Peter laugh so much, he ended up crying. From then on, every gift was a joke.

Sure, sometimes you would gift him something sweet and so would he, but this was more memorable.

So, this year for the holidays, Peter was suspicious. It couldn’t be so bad. After the gifts you got him for Halloween, it couldn’t top it off at all. Right? He was seated next to Aunt May when he started to open it.

You weren’t there at the moment, instead you were at the Compound, where Peter was going to meet you later.

Aunt May shuffled in her seat, looking at her phone instead of paying attention of what Peter was doing. He slowly opened the box, after tearing off the annoying tape on it.

Oh fuck.

No fucking way, he shook his head in surprise.

“What...” He muttered to himself, as he lifted to large keychain. It was so bizarre, he forgot how to breathe. It was a large oddly shaped dick with hearts along the balls. The tip of the keychain cock had been painted pink as well, and Peter finally busted into silent laughter, shaking.

He didn’t even read what the other side of the keychain said! He turned it over, overly aware that Aunt May could look over to him. He couldn’t let her see it. It was so bad; Peter wouldn’t even know how to explain everything to her.

He cupped his hand over it as he read the words, “I love you for who you are, but that dick sure is a bonus.” His jaw dropped in shock. His face turned a dark red as he tried to contain his laughter again, as he saw Aunt May glance at him through the corner of his eye.

“What’s wrong?” She asked, unaware of what happened. She looked back at her phone again when it dinged with a message, and Peter’s shoulders relaxed.

“Nothing!” He stammered loudly. You and Aunt May got along great! He couldn’t ruin your relationship by showing what you got for him to Aunt May. That would just cause so much awkwardness between the three of you.

It wasn’t like she didn’t know that you two were having sex, but it still bugged Peter if he was in the room with you and Aunt May during a short steamy scene of a movie you were watching. Just like when Aunt May laughed to when Tony mentioned something about getting you and Peter the same room while on mission. It was just weird, and if Aunt May were to see this, it would be even more strange.

“You sure? What is it?” She hummed out, gazing back to Peter. He shrugged back, shaking his head repeatedly.

When Peter didn’t answer, Aunt May glanced down to his hands, noticing he was holding something. “What is that? Is it the gift that Y/n gave you?” She asked.

“Oh yeah, uh, it is.” Peter responded after a moment of trying to calm down. His nerves were all over the place. The gift was fucking funny, but Aunt May being there? No, it made everything unfunny and he was so close to blanking out and running out of the room.

“That was sweet of her to get you something early. What did she get you?” She stood up as she talked. Peter bit his lip in worry, trying to come up with something, but it was so hard.

Aunt May’s eyes narrowed back to him, now knowing something was up. “What’s going on?” She asked as she crossed her arms. Peter let out a laugh, slipping the keychain into his pocket, trying to keep it hidden.

“Well- uh, it’s just, I’m- Y/n got me a ring to symbolize how long we’ve been together. And to be honest, I really wanted to get her a ring first. And this ring’s the wrong size.” Peter rambled; face still red as the lies poured out.

The closest thing to rings you both got each other, was the bracelet the two of you made together. You usually gave it to Peter when he’d go on missions, and he’d give it back to you when you had to leave for the solo ones as well.

“Excuse me? Y/n proposed to you? I need to see the ring!” Aunt May shrieked out loud, dropping her phone. Peter gurgled out a strange noise of confusion and bizarreness. Fuck, he did not mean that. Propose? Marriage?

Fuck no.

Not now at least.

“No! I don’t want you to see it!” Peter yelped back, clamping down on his jean pocket, trying to protect it. He couldn’t let Aunt May see this horrifying keychain. One being, she would be confused. Two, she would know Peter lied. Three, it’s a fucking cock keychain.

“What, why?” She responded, thoroughly confused. Her excitement was dulled now, and Peter sighed, trying to find another lie. Fuck, he shouldn’t have opened this near her.

“It’s private. We didn’t want people to know about it. There’s a surprise party in a few weeks- uh, I think.” He retorted, and in his surprise, she backed away.

“Oh… that’s cute I guess.” Aunt May spoke up, shrugging. Peter felt himself melt with guilt. How was he supposed to tell her that he wasn’t actually engaged, and that you didn’t propose. He didn’t like lying to her either, it was just a whole mixture of guilty feelings. Last time he lied to her, he ended up telling her the next day.

He stood up, leaning down to pick her phone up. He didn’t mean to look at it, but the messages were open. The brightness of the screen pulled his eyes to each text and he knitted his eyebrows together in odd confusion when he saw your name on the top. He scanned the texts in an instant.

You: What’s going on now? Did he open it?

Aunt May: Yeah he just did. What did you get him? He’s freaking out

You: Lmao a keychain from Vegas

“What? This was- you knew?!” Peter cried out in surprise, passing the phone to Aunt May. She instantly started laughing, bending down as Peter continued to freak out, shaking his head.

“How!” He continued, and she snorted, locking her phone and put it in her pocket. He didn’t realize you would do something like that, and he had to admit that was funny. But it was also really embarrassing. He didn’t want Aunt May to know what the keychain was.

“So, you know what it is?” He finally asked, groaning in awkwardness.

“No clue. But what is it?” Aunt May replied, humming in thought. She obviously knew it was a dumb gift, but Peter still didn’t want to show her.

“Nothing!” He shouted, and finally ran to his room to get away from that embarrassing encounter. He shut his door with a sigh as he tugged his phone out of his pocket. The fact you did that made him want to cringe so bad, but he was happy Aunt May never found out what it was. And it was funny, he couldn’t help but admit it.

But now, he had some planning to do to get you back, with the dumbest gift ever.

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker fluff #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #peter parker fanfiction #avengers fanfiction #love you all!!#thank you for reading :)#kidney9-9

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the-faultofdaedalus · 3 years

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But see you've watched IM2 you didn't just read read a bunch of fics and then decide you know canon and ran with it so I respect your AUs lol

YEAH like,,,,, Most of my aus. a good majority of them. are... "hey what if *insert small fact here* was changed in canon" because i ADORE canon divergent stuff. i think it's so fun to just.... play with chaos theory. nudge something there, watch the rest of it spiral WAY out.

i think the au i have that is the most like, Out There is the ares au? but i do think that the characterization IS largely fairly recognizable, all the names are just... different. theres also lots of jokes w/ me and my friends that at this point remortal tony is borderline an oc and like,,,, yeah fair enough. i feel like i'm doing at least mostly decently keeping him like, as he would be in that situation, though. guess we'll find out tho whoops.

and also like,,,, again, when i do oc stuff, i wanna do oc stuff, yknow? like, i wanna do it with my characters. with my worlds. i dont wanna just... write an au thing that gets low-key ooc i wanna do my OWN thing.

but also. my first exposure to 616 canon WAS just reading a bunch of fics and getting really really confused about "all these weird aus" because i was (and. lbr still am.) a dumbass. like,,,, fic w/ the og-ish 616 team in the mansion like "hey neat!" without realizing. i was reading (616) cw fic like "wow, this is a weird take on that movie! really good though!" and then being confused about why it was written before ca:cw came out. also, i read, like, so much noir fic, and even got into the filtered tag for it, before i realized it WASN'T just a super in-depth collaborative au and instead was, actually, a canon published comic. the two fics that got me into the fandom were a) circles of rust by kerosenesteve, which is a canon-divergent thing that splits off in im1, and space electric by icarus_chained, which is a space au. one that does follow like, the major plotlines mostly, but is still, you know, sci-fi space stuff!

so like. actually i have forgotten where i was going with this but if i want original stuff, i'll fuckin read original stuff. i'll write original stuff. i'll write stuff that has no fandom influence at all (as much as is possible, considering i cut my teeth writing for fandom and that is Still a very large influence on how and why i write) and i've even got a blog for just original fiction stuff that i write (shameless plug, @sorbusscriptor )

but when it's fandom i want? i wanna play what's already there. i wanna read into what already exists. it's not even about the shape of what is there, it's about the void that that shape leaves! its like brownian motion, canon is an iceburg and half the fun is finding out just what's knocking at it underneath the water to get it to be shaped the way it is.

like,,,,, finding a piece of media and filling in the holes, and what isn't said, and what happens inbetween what's happening on-screen, in trying to figure out what's up with the non-pov characters, it's so fun!!!! both when it's something you adore, and when it is a book or movie or show that is. absolute goddamn garbage lmao.

like, i watched Breach with my family a little bit ago (space "horror" movie feat. bruce willis that is shamelessly ripping off like every single other sci-fi movie that exists, that is just,,,, so weird with the plot things it chooses to use, and has so many holes it's practically a net.) and it was just.... so FUN being like "so hey, WHAT the fuck was happening here? why did this happen? why DIDN'T this happen?" because it's such a bad movie. there's an alien parasite some guy brought on the ship and like. it is never explained where tf this thing is from. it's from "the experiments" but like,,,, what does that mean. where did it come from. the guy is asked where tf these things are from and he's like "maybe they exist before time" and bro. WHAT? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN! and like. god its just so bad. everyone is trying to get into an escape pod when like. a) their ship is, uh... either doing a quantum-jump, or going at FTL speed, or, one of the 9 thousand different FTL-mechaincs stolen from various other medias, and im pretty sure the escape pod is not capable of going at that speed, so it sure seems like if that thing ejects Bad Things are gonna happen, and 2, they're like.... 40 fucking days away from the planet they're aiming for WHILE AT warp speed. WHERE DO THEY THINK THEY'RE GONNA GO it's just genuinely. the holes left in this movie are more interesting than the movie itself. and if you look hard enough, every piece of media is like that

#sometimes the holes are way smaller. or way more like. sensicle.#but they're there! and you can play in those holes to your heart's content #me w/ fandom is like the opposite of the its not that deep meme #maybe its not that deep but im fuckin diving into this shit anyways #it CAN be that deep if you BELIEVE #anyways dora ily and ur fandom opinions are always so correct..... biggest brain

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