#we're proving to each other that romance is boring

[wilbursootirl]

honestly i don't know how i feel about romance anymore i'm not that particularly interested but whatever feelings i have towards jschlatt and perhaps quackity are not heterosexual or heteromantic

[rice-ballin]

god i wish i could animate so i could animate a little frUK AMV to Romance Is Boring by Los Campesinos and i can make it as weird and artsy as i want

but i cant

FML

[our-arospec-experience]

You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, still yawning

We're proving to each other that

ROMANCE IS BORING!

(song lyrics)

(sorry if an ask like this has already been sent)

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[thiswasnotmyintention]

"Romance is boring in the same way that ipads are shit. Ipads aren't shit I just can't afford one." And "Its true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head." And "I guess by the blood stain of your lips and the wander of your fingertips, I should prove true to my emptiness and stay here" and "you love love love when you know I can't love" and "baby won't you take it back, say you were trying to make me laugh and nothing has to change today, you didn't mean to say 'I love you'" and "there's a man and a woman next door and they don't make no love they just go to war" and "a three year one night stand" and "I stand alone and curse at the sky, I stand alone beside you, I've never felt so alone in my life." and "I don't mean to be selfish, but I think I'd sooner just be dead" and "I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back" and "we're proving to each other that romance is boring"

[kaaaaaaarf]

Welsh Moony - a playlist

So from the first day I met them, @wdcmaxy has impressed upon me their Welsh Remus agenda. I decided to make a playlist to celebrate Welsh Moony in all his glory.

All songs are by Welsh artists (some of them in Welsh), and I tried to select songs that I thought fit Remus well where I could.

Full tracklist with lyrics underneath the cut!

1. Hello Sunshine // Super Furry Animals

I'm a minger You're a minger too So, come on, minger I want to ming with you In honesty It's been a while Since we had reason Left to smile Hello, Sunshine Come into my life

2. Peeled Apples // Manic Street Preachers

You know so little about me What if I turn into a werewolf or something?

3. Y Bluen Eira // The Joy Formidable

Be sy'n digwydd dywed be ddoth o'r cudd-le Pwy sy'n codi o'r geg Sy'n brathu nôl yn anheg Yn hollti y dymuniad

4. Don't Be Scared, I Love You // Bill Ryder-Jones

Those scars All those senseless scars My worst parts were when you're gone And the endless screaming dark ... Don't be scared, don't be scared I love you, I love you

5. Have A Nice Day // Stereophonics

It started straight off, "coming here is Hell" That's his first words, we asked what he meant He said, "Where you from?" we told him a lot We take a holiday, is this what you want? To have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day

6. Ysbeidiau Heulog // Super Furry Animals

Ond ar y cyfan roedd y camau yn weigion Y swigod coch yn llosgi fel gwreichion Um cam ymlaen am ddwy aneffeithlon Ysbeidiau heulog Heulog oedd ein oariad ni Heulog tan ddaeth glaw yn lliff

7. Romance Is Boring // Los Campesinos!

You're pouting in your sleep I'm waking still yawning We're proving to each other That romance is boring Still there are things I could do If I was half prepared to Prove to each other that romance is boring

8. Thank God I'm Not You // HIMALAYAS

I'm a coward, I'm a freak The scum of the Earth A liar and a cheat But I could be so much worse You could call me narcissistic You could say I'm of no worth You could call me the scorn of Satan But I could be so much worse I thank God that I'm not you

9. Fel i Fod // Adwaith

Sai'n siwr fel i fod Beth o ni moyn bod Yn y dyfodol Fy hun sidd ar top y list Pethau nai byth ffeindio Gobeithio bod pawb yn gwybod Sai'n siwr fel i fod Falle fi moyn mynd yn willt Falle fi moyn mynd i gysgu Âa-ŵŵ

10. Sexbomb // Tom Jones (ft. Mousse T)

Make me explode although you know The route to go to sex me slow And yes, I must react to claims of those Who say that you are not all that. Sexbomb Sexbomb you're a Sexbomb You can give it to me, when I need to come along Sexbomb sexbomb you're my sexbomb And baby you can turn me on

11. Suckers! // Super Furry Animals

Tell me you're a phoenix Rising far above All the Suckers in the mainstream Suckers in their slipstream Suckers in the underground Suckers on the benches Suckers in the trenches Suckers in the lost and found

12. Pure Pleasure // Drowners

It hurts like hell But I'd given myself into thinking You'd settle down Now I'm holding my eyes and blinking And I almost choked When you offered me a smoke on your cigarette Dry your eyes This is only the first death Well it took me by surprise When you held me to your chest and said I could love you in secret I could love you in secret I could love you in secret But no one can know

13. Are You Satisfied? // MARINA

High achiever, don't you see? Baby, nothing comes for free They say I'm a control freak Driven by a greed to succeed Nobody can stop me 'Cause it's my problem if I want to pack up and run away It's my business if I feel the need to smoke and drink and sway It's my problem, it's my problem if I feel the need to hide And it's my problem if I have no friends and feel I want to die

14. Dim Bendith // Super Furry Animals

Arswyd mae dy ddyddiau mor faith Does wybod lle i sbio pan fod pawb mor ddauwynebog Cysgu di heno febyn annwyl dy fam Mae'n anodd treulio mil pan fo'r ddinas mor ddi hafant Paid dyfaru byth Na, dwi'm yn chwerthin ar dy ben di

15. Cave Song // Pretty Vicious

We are children of the streets Don't listen to a word about tomorrow 'Cause the world is at our feet It's mad, so try and just relax Smoke another fag and ease your sorrows 'Cause you lads are all I need Singing, drinking in the caves All night, yeah

16. Conversations With Myself // Drowners

Where you going and how long until you're back To forget what what I just lost track I go to places where we used to go The empty bedroom has been feeling cold You must be busy, I've not heard from you for a while Feeling lonely? No I'll be alright My one track mind isn't treating me Quite as kindly as I'd have liked But conversations with myself Conversations with myself When I find the words I wanna say The door is locked and I can't find a way out

17. Torra Fy Ngwallt Yn Hir // Super Furry Animals

Nei di dorri fy ngwallt yn hir? Reit i lawr at fy nhin Nei di dorri fy ngwallt yn hir? Reit i lawr at fy nhin Fydd neb yn eistedd wrth fy ymyl Pan dwi ar y bws Nei di dorri fy ngwallt yn hir? A paid a geund dim ffys!

18. 9669 // The Joy Formidable

We don't ride, we don't ride to sunset We just ride off to our last breath This time it's over Unless I under miss my Nothing miss my number

19. 9669 (Welsh Language Version) // The Joy Formidable - Bonus Track

[viscerast]

dude literally. youre pouting in your sleep??? and like. im waking and im still yawning??? bro do you think we're proving to each other that romance is boring??? surely not...

[all-pacas]

CAMERON: Just because we want something doesn't make it okay. I want to scratch your eyes out when you look at me like that, but I keep it to myself. We're capable of rising above our nature; capable of not jumping every beautiful thing we see.

Occam's Razor deleted scene

CAMERON: You don’t need to worry about firing anyone. I’m leaving. HOUSE: Why? Is this another noble, self-sacrificing gesture? You trying to protect Foreman? CAMERON: No. House: So this is just, “Don’t fire me, I quit.” CAMERON: I’m protecting myself. […] There are only two ways I can deal with things. One is in my control. That’s to leave.

Role Model

CAMERON: I fell in love with my husband's best friend. Near the end I was at the hospital every day, and Joe would come by after work. We'd go for walks and try to talk each other through it. We kind of clung on to each other. WILSON: […] What happened to you, how can anyone go through that alone? You can't control your emotions. CAMERON: No. Just your actions. WILSON: You didn't do it, did you? You didn't sleep with him. CAMERON: I couldn't have lived with myself.

Spin

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Cameron is actually someone who is pretty firm in her belief that you can control yourself and should control yourself and have agency over your life -- that what you think might be one thing, but it's what you do that matters. You can't help falling in love with someone; you can control what you do about it. You don't have an affair, you quit when your boss doesn't return your feelings, you ignore the fact your coworker is cute: it doesn't matter that she wants things or feels things, it matters how she acts on them.

Which is honestly part of why I find her relationship with Chase kind of fascinating in a "study it like a bug" sort of way, because that is precipitated first by Cameron intentionally taking away her own control, by putting aside her barriers and rules for… maybe one of the only times on the show? And yeah, true, deciding to lose control by taking drugs and fucking a coworker is in itself a very intentional decision, she was hardly swept up by the impulse and romance of it. But we see her spend half the episode working herself up to making that decision, everyone calling her out on being boring, being controlled (Chase, too, teases her about it — I wonder how much of the reason she called him was not just knowing he'd be up for it, but wanting to show him wrong?).

And then the second time they hook up, it's a deeply intentional choice. Cameron and Foreman have a conversation early in the episode where he challenges her ideas of love and commitment, and her reaction is to proposition Chase? I think her motives are intentionally left a bit opaque here: is she trying to prove Foreman wrong? Why Chase? Was her takeaway really just easy sex, and if so, why was most of the conversation about commitment? I don't think she was at all secretly in love with or secretly crushing on Chase here, but again: it's interesting. She decided she wanted to do this, she acted rationally, she put herself in total control of their relationship, ending it and then resuming it entirely on her desires.

But also: Chase himself points out in Act Your Age that it's not quite that simple. For all that Cameron prides herself on keeping in control and choosing her actions, her choices tend to be in reaction to feeling or impulse, even if that choice is in direct defiance of that: she was in love with Joe and refused to act on it; she was in love with House and quit because of it, she was called boring and uptight and decided to prove everyone wrong in Hunting by doing meth. She's not as rational as she thinks she is, and we see that in the FWB era: "no strings, just casual," and by the very next week (Half Wit) Chase and Cameron are spending nights together, showering and coming to work together. By Top Secret they're not just fucking all over the hospital, they're grabbing meals together; when it ends in Act Your Age, Chase calls Cameron out on acting like she got dumped, not the other way around. Again, was she in love with him…? IDK? Maybe? Probably not? But she was clearly way more emotionally involved than she thought she was or wanted to be (again, Chase pointing out she has feelings for everyone, Cameron always acting from an emotional place, even when she's being Coldly Rational in action).

And it's just. Fascinating. She tries so hard to be in control, to control herself, to make these scientific decisions and hold herself in check. And Cameron is so bad at it. She pushes her feelings onto everyone, from patients to coworkers to her boss, and does big, reckless silly things instead of admitting she's lot control of the situation. She prides herself on being better than her impulses, and makes some of her biggest choices on a whim. I just. I want to study her.

[alienmarygoore]

Chapter 2 Confessing your sins to Mary Goore.

(Mary Goore X female reader)

Summary:It’s your second time with Mary Goore and the opportunity to fulfill his unholy and obscene desires becomes the path to prove how deceived and scared you have been for a long time in your life, but in a lascivious way you will find out that the forbidden is incredibly delicious.

Rating: Explicit, 18+ 🔥

Word Count: 3157

Warnings: NSFW/ smut/drinking /sexting / kissing /inappropriate talking /romance / consensual sex /religious kink /religious trauma /blasphemy / oral sex/ unprotected sex / anxiety /aggressivity.

If you are religious this is NOT for you.

To better understanding please read chapter1

And minors do not interact.

Ps: Inspired by the confessional of the SGBR

Has been a long and boring four weeks since the last and first time that you saw Mary Goore and had sex with him.

The truth is, you have been so occupied with your shit job and Mary Goore got shows booked in another city, it was impossible to meet during those weeks.

But you both keep texting back and forth frequently, sometimes even sexting a little.

MG: I miss you, princess.

You: Are you serious or are you fooling me?

MG: It's true, yesterday I couldn't focus on the show, I was thinking about us.

You: Prove it.

MG: (Send a pic of his cock erected on his jeans).

You: Wow 🤤 do not tempt me.

MG: I had to press the guitar against him to relieve the tension, imagining you there.

You:I wish I was there, I can't wait to see you on Friday.

MG: Me too, princess👸.

So, the plan is to meet him next Friday and go to his friend's birthday party, hang out and meet his friends. A pretty normal activity for getting to know each other better.

After a long week, Finally Friday arrived.

You are feeling so anxious, freaking out about what to wear. Still summer, so it is nothing better than a cute dress and a pair of converse, simple but also comfortable.

You both agreed to meet at the subway station and then go to the party.

As you arrive at the metro station there is Mary Goore, leaning against the pillar with his hand in his pockets waiting for you.

He is wearing his signature outfit: jeans, black metal shirt, belt and boots but no makeup ... Just perfection, and from a distance you stare and admire him.

You get closer to him and your eyes meet.

Mary Goore smiles, you can’t believe you’re seeing those fleshy gorgeous lips and green eyes again, he grabs you and hugs you tightly.

Yeah, he smells so good. And yes, the chemistry is there.

“I’m so happy to see you, princess."

You smile back.

He grabs your face softly with both hands, puts his lips very close to your lips and kisses you. Mary Goore is a good kisser, and he doesn’t have any problem kissing in public, actually he likes a lot.

It’s a really good sensation to have his tongue inside your mouth Sliding in all directions. You feel a heat take over your face and descend throughout your body, believe It's enough to make you wet.

The kiss ends softly with him stroking your hair and looking into your eyes, then he asks.

“Shall we go?”

“Yes.”

The train arrives right on time, it’s only 4 stations ahead.

Inside you sit next to each other and then he takes a small box out of his pocket and says.

“This is the birthday gift “we” will give to my friend."

Then he opens the box and shows you. It's a penis-shaped lighter.

You both laugh, this is very Mary Goore.

And you say.

“I hope he likes penises”.

He answers.

“Well, we're going to find out, maybe. But it’s fun, isn't it?”

Oh silly Mary Goore.

Arriving at the destination station now it’s only a short walk to his friend's house, holding hands and stopping every few minutes to kiss each other. There's no better feeling than to be desired by him.

The party is taking place in the backyard and it is very crowded.

At the entrance Mary Goore greets several people and introduces you to them, and he hugs the birthday boy. You wish a happy birthday and Mary hands him the gift, and his friend bursts into laughter at the gift.

Mary looks at you and says.

“See, I told you he would like it."

The party seems nice, You each get a beer and some food.

But it is hard to have Mary Goore only for you, since he is popular among his friends, everyone wants to talk to him, he is a joker that makes everyone laugh with inappropriate jokes, and he gives funny nicknames to everybody.

He keeps telling his friends a story about the time that he was so drunk that he needed to relieve himself at the sink. It's a story that makes everyone nearly pee themselves out of laughing, including you. (if you know,you know)

Between conversations he grabs you and kisses you, making you sit on his lap and look you in the eyes. Definitely a person who cares about you but still pays attention to his friends.

After a few beers, you notice that Mary Goore is very excited, unfortunately the party is super crowded and there is no place to have some privacy. it’s OK you both agreed before that, if sex happens it has to be naturally, like in the first time. And this time it will be perfect to meet each other better with his friends around and etc.

Mary Goore is completely relaxed having a great time with you and his friends, at the same time he can’t take his hands off you.

And indeed he is a little bit drunk and it’s already late, Noticing this you suggest that it is time to leave.

He agrees with you, then he says goodbye to his friends and you leave together.

Walking back to the subway station it’s only you and Mary Goore, and he is acting super goofy, kissing you, telling all the funny things that happened at the last shows, until he looks at you and says.

"You look so good in this dress.”

Then he holds you against the wall gripping and squeezing your ass Underneath your dress, kissing you and biting softly your lips.

He shoves his face on to your neck and you feel his beard slightly scratch your skin, giving you goosebumps.

His hands travel smoothly and Precisely on your body, he knows exactly where to touch to make you wet.

Excitement and desire are consuming you, he doesn't stop kissing you, you are feeling extremely horny.

He looks at your eyes and suggests making out right there on the street.

Well…is very tempting but it’s too risky.

Than you says.

“Mary these buildings probably have security cameras, tomorrow we will be in the news everywhere."

And he makes a sad face. Poor Mary Goore.

It's hard to control this Pisces man who has a very high libido.

We proceed walking to the station, but find out the station is already closed, Mary suggest.

“If we walk a little further, we will get to the next station.”

You.

“It’s OK, a little more time with you won’t hurt.”

"If you are tired princess, I can carry you “

So He picks you up and puts you on his left shoulder, and starts carrying you like a doll and then keeps slapping your ass.

You just scream.

“Mary, you are drunk, we are going to fall."

He keeps carrying you and singing his music, as if He wasn't listening to you…silly drunk Mary Goore making you laugh uncontrollably.

And suddenly he stops as he sees a church.

A beautiful small gothic church.

Mary Goore is fascinated by church architecture, especially by the gothic style.

So He puts you back down, takes his cell phone out of his pocket and hands it to you saying.

“Here, let’s take some photos."

He starts to make inappropriate poses, showing his middle fingers, holding his member over his pants while you take the photos, making you chuckle. Funny Mary Goore.

As He leans against the door when suddenly the door opens and he falls, half body into the church and half body out.

“MARY, ARE YOU OKAY ?”

And you run to help him, giving him a hand to lift him up.

“I’m OK,"

Then you both realize at the half-open door and see the opportunity to get in to look around.

Getting inside, observing everything, brings you back all the memories when your parents forced you to go to the church, which created traumas that you will never forget.

All punishments, abuse of power and authority.

It’s a strange and sad feeling.

All those images of saints, the smell of old wood, the candles, shadows and the stained glass windows.

It's almost like a dejavu that makes your anxiety start to build up.

Then you hug Mary Goore tightly, pressing your head against his chest and he wraps his arms tightly around you for a while, understanding how difficult this may have been for you.

“It’s OK, princess, I’m here with you, don’t be afraid."

I will protect you.

Then he kisses you on the forehead ensuring you feel safe, helping you to control your anxiety.

Although Mary Goore is so excited about the beauty of this church, he starts checking every door and every corner to confirm that it's just the two of you there, and assuming that someone probably forgot to lock the main door when they left.

With a naughty smile, he says.

“Wow, we could spend the night here, I’m having so many thoughts."

And you answer.

"Well, this will be so inappropriate."

You both chuckle.

And then on the left side he sees a confessional booth a.k.a., a dark box entirely forged in wood, probably Hand-Carved Oak and looking very old.

Mary Goore smiles mischievously.

“Come here, princess, and confess your sins to Mary Goore."

He takes you by the hand and leads you to the booth, while you kneel outside, he gets inside as if he was the priest.

By the screen window he starts.

“Tell me, my child, what your sins were?”

And you say.

“Bless me, father, for I have sinned.”

"It’s been a long time since my last confession, and I confess that recently I met a lascivious man and I couldn't keep my legs closed like I promised to Jesus."

Mary Goore giggles, and he says.

“Tell me more about this sin.”

“Forgive me father, I tried not to do it, but he is so irresistible, and he has an exuberant phallus that made me cum and scream intensely with pleasure."

Mary(the priest)says.

“Huh, and don't tell me you guys cum together?" "If yes, your penance will have to be completed right here, right now.”

“Yes father, fortunately we cum together, and I confess that was so good.”

Mary(the priest)says.

“In this case, your penance, it’s right here waiting for you."

And then Mary Goore breaks the character.

“Seriously princess, I’m so horny right now, come here to see, please."

He is Inviting you to come inside the confessional booth.

It feels so wrong but so tempting at the same time, so you take a little time reacting while you think.

Mary Goore can't contain himself from being so horny, he starts begging you.

“Don’t be shy princess”

“this old dark box has seen more sex than my bedroom, believe me.” ( this is probably a real fact)

“Please, I’m begging you princess.”

“Please, Please, Please”

“Come here, help me, I m so fucking hard”

Then you answer Mary Goore's request. Getting inside of the confessional booth, you find Mary Goore already holding his erect cock out of his jeans and with a wry smile.

When you glimpse this scene you get a little intimidated and start to back up, because being told that you are going to hell still scares you.

The fear of getting caught is mixed with temptation. Although you have to break all the chains of fear about religion that you've been carrying all this time.

You are undecided, then you try to leave the confessional booth, but Mary Goore pulls you back by your hair violently.

“NO, NO, NO. come back here. You will take your punishment like a good girl, right ?”

“Yes, I Will."

Now that you are both inside of the confessional booth, this seems so blasphemous.

And with your heart racing he can see in your eyes that you're terrified, getting him even hornier.

Mary Goore demands.

“I don't want to hear a word, on your knees NOW, to receive your first punishment ."

And you immediately obey the order, and get on your knees.

And he demands again.

“Open your mouth, and take it."

Holding his monumental member in front of you he starts to gently introduce the fully erected cock into your mouth, from the head to the base saying.

“Grease me up, women."

You try to hold his member, but he reproves you, slapping your hands.

“NO, NO, NO, STOP, STOP. HANDS OFF, you can’t touch.”

“It’s a punishment, remember?”

And holding your head he starts to thrust harder and harder, moaning of pleasure as you swallow his member Vigorously.

“Ohh FUCK, you are so good for me princess."

“FUCK”

With teary eyes you watch as his body writhes in arousal as he increases the pace more and more.

His member it’s touching your throat and you are trying no to choke but you are already crying.

It's hard not to put your hands while he thrust it in your mouth,looking into him you can see his chest, his face and it’s something beautiful to look at from below.

The Heat starts to get stronger inside of the confessional booth making you both sweaty, it’s a mix of your scent with Mary Goore scent taking over all the wood box.

He takes his cock out of your mouth.

With a sly grin and holding his member he uses him to hit your face making the sign of the cross on your forehead, mouth and cheeks.

He lifts you, kissing you roughly, squeezing your ass, with his face against your face he says.

“Now your punishment will be to remain silent, no matter what happens, I don't want to hear a sigh, NOTHING, If I hear something you're going to get another punishment.”

You just nod your head in agreement.

Then he gets on his knees in front of you, he lifts your dress, puts your Panties to the side, with your pussy exposed he starts to perform oral sex on you.

Holding tight to your hips and with his fleshy lips, warm tongue sliding and rubbing in your clit, he is sucking you with lust.

Being inside of the confessional the heat is taking over and all the silence makes this experience more sensory, it’s as if you can only hear the two hearts beating fast.

But it’s hard to keep quiet, you want to scream so badly while Mary Goore plays with your pussy.

You bite your own lips to keep in silence, with your palms against the wall holding firmly.

He puts your thighs on his shoulders as you lean your back against the wall, you hold Mary Goore’s hair, moving your hips, pressing your pussy on Mary Goore’s face without making any noise as he sucks your pussy thirsty.

Then he looks up at you and says.

“Good, girl."

“Now, it’s your last punishment."

He stands in front of you lifting you by your hips holding your ass, and starts to introduce his member fully erect in your drooling pussy, with your legs on his waist he lifts you up, gently fits you further down on his cock thrusting deeper and deeper .

You can feel the length of his member getting inside you.

Then you ask.

“P-Please, Can I moan now? I can't take it anymore.”

He answers.

“Yes princess, right here on my ear.”

And you moan on his ear in arousal as Mary Goore thrust his cock hard in your pussy, making your body bouncing.

With his fingers digging into your hips (tomorrow you will be bruised) as he throws his head back and releases a deep moan.

At this point your pussy walls are clamping down around his cock, squeezing his length and you two can feel it.

Your legs are shaking and you start to feel the orgasm approaching… as he hits the spot, then you say.

“Yes! Yes, fuck, gonna cum Mary.”

“Enjoy my princess.”

You are taken by a satisfying sensation that makes your whole body warm, you can feel your clit tingling and your whole pussy pulsating, this wonderful sensation starts to move towards your entire body while you moan loudly on his ear.

Hearing you cum makes Mary get closer to climax too and he asks.

“Can I cum in your mouth, princess?”

Out of breath you nod your head in affirmation.

Then you kneel, preparing yourself to receive all of Mary Goore's cum while he takes it in your mouth, thrusting strongly until you hear him moan as he loses himself in pleasure.

“OOOH FUCK”

You feel the warm, milky liquid in your mouth, then he pulls out and you keep your mouth open than Mary can visualize.

He says.

“Now, swallow everything."

And you obey, Swallowing all the cum at once.

Your bodies are on fire.

You hug each other intensely, trying to catch up the breath.

Then you fix your dress, he puts his cock inside his jeans, as he places a kiss on your forehead.

“Let’s go, before we get caught."

Then you leave the confessional booth.

Walking toward the front door It is possible to see a giant sink full of holy water, and Mary Goore puts both his hands in the water, using it to wash them.

And you whisper.

"No, Mary, people will use this water tomorrow.”

He laughs and rubs his wet hands on your face saying.

“Now, you are forgiven."

And you say ironically.

"Thank you Mary Goore, much better now."

When leaving, you close the door as if nothing had happened there.

You sit on the stairs in front of the door outside and Mary Goore lies horizontally on the step, resting his head on your thighs while lighting a cigarette and smoking.

With his head resting on your thighs, you stroke his hair, he looks you in the eyes and says.

“Thank you princess for this opportunity, I will never forget what happened today, It will be engraved in my heart forever."

“You're welcome, but now you owe me something, right?”

He says.

“You can ask whatever you want,"

Then you smile mischievously, replying.

“I already know what I want…”

TO BE CONTINUED.

[sleepyezzy]

YOURE POUTING I UR SLEEP IM WAKING STILL YAWNING. PROVING TO EACH OTHER THAT

ROMANCE IS BORRRINGGGGG

SURE THERE ARE THINGS I COULD DO,,, IF I WAS HALF PREPARED TO,,, PROVE TO EACH OTHER THAT

ROMANCE IS BORINGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WE ARE TWO SHIPS THAT PASS IN THE NIGHT,, YOU AND I WE'RE NOTHING ALIKE!! I AM A PLEASURE CRUISE YOU ARE DIRECT TO TRAWL….. RETURN LESS EMPTY NOTHING AT ALL

YOURE POUTING IN UR SLEEP IM WAKING STILL YAWNING PROVING TO EACH OTHER ATHT ROMANCE IS BONRINGGG!!!!!!!!! SURE THERE ARE THING I COULD DO IF I WAS HALF PREPARED TO PROVE TO EACH OTHER THAT ROMANCE IS BOOOORRRIIINNGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I LOVE LOS CAMPESINOS!!!!!!!!

[sugarwyns]

Just a fun idea

   If Nova was a romanceable npc in mtas then what dialogues would she have ( like one for each relationship level (Acquaintance, Buddy, Good Friend, romance), you can skip levels or add more lines if you want )

Introduction:

Hiya! I haven't seen you around yet, so I'm assuming you're new - I'm Nova, one of your fellow builders! Come find me if you need a buddy to go ruin diving with.

Birthday:

My birthday's on Summer 15. When I lived in Seesai, I spent every single birthday at the beach. I can't really do that anymore here, so my new thing is just sitting by the oasis.

Acquaintance:

If you ever need to get ahold of me, ask Kor or Daphne where I am, they'll probably know! Oh, wait, but...what if you don't know where they are...hmm. I'll get back to you on that!

Kor told me you're from Highwind! That's cool, I've always wanted to visit. You think I'd be...blown away?...Sorry, that was bad. Ignore that!

Uh oh! I forgot my pass to the salvage yard expires today...you think Rocky will let me extend it for, like, a discount...?

Buddy:

Moving to Sandrock gave me a bit of culture shock. I do miss Seesai a lot, but I really think I'm better off here than I was there.

There you are! Daphne stopped by earlier to give me a few melons from the Moisture Farm...care to share some with me?

I love collecting minerals and whatnot from the desert, but I am so intimidated by the Boxing Jacks there. Every time I see them coming from the corner of my eye, I can't help but yell!

Good Friend:

My brother lives in Walnut Groove. He's a real successful Builder there. To be honest, I don't care for building that much, but...it's a stable job, at least. Don't know if I'll live up to the expectations he's set, though.

I used to be the apprentice of a well-known Builder in Seesai. She was really kind to me, even when I made mistakes all day. I was so sad when my apprenticeship ended! In fact, she made me my bandana and pickhammer as a parting gift. I try to write to her every few weeks.

I have a really small collection of Old World stories and movies. It gets boring watching and reading the same things over and over again, though, so I hope I'll find more stuff in Sandrock to mix up the collection!

Romance

Confession Accepted:

Oh? I can't believe it, you beat me to it! Of course I accept.

Confession Rejected:

I'm...really flattered, I promise, but...I'm so sorry, I just don't think we're at that level with each other...

General Lines:

I made you this bracelet the other day. You don't have to wear it, if it's not your style! Buuut...I do have a matching one, sooo...

I've wanted to visit Seesai for a while, but I was always too nervous to go through with it. I think if you're by my side, though, I'll be able to manage.

Hey! What are you doing today? You wanna go eat at the saloon? I'll pay, don't worry!

Honey?...mmm, no. Sweetie? Hmm...Oh! Sorry! Just trying out nicknames for you...baby?

When I first got here, I felt like I had something to prove. I don't even know who I was trying to prove something to! But now that you're here, I feel like the last of that pressure came off of my shoulders.

Festivals

Day of the Bright Sun:

• I put in a few accessories I made over the last couple of weeks. I hope whichever person ends up with them likes them!

Showdown at High Noon:

Wow, the atmosphere is amazing! Everyone is so amped up for this. I didn't participate in anything like this back in Seesai, so I can't wait to see who comes out on top!

Day of Memories:

This festival has different ways of being celebrated in other cities, but they all have one thing in common - they're all so beautiful.

Tour de Rock:

I'm so bad at sandrunning. Maybe I'll just...watch and cheer everyone on!

Running of the Yakmel:

Can I tell you a little secret? I'm kind of scared of Yakmel! They're cute, but they're huge! I try to avoid the ones around the outskirts of town when I can.

Winter Solstice:

I've been looking forward to eating some skewers all day! What better way to kick off the start of a new year?

[riverscuomosvelcrosneakers]

Ride the Cyclone as a musical has a lot of meaning to it, there's tons of messages and in a whole it's really tragic. Plenty of theories have gone around about what the characters represent themselves, and one that I really support is the stages of grief one. Because of that, I have taken it as my liberty to decipher and write about which characters symbolize which stage and why.

Firstly, Ocean O'connell Rosenberg. When I was first drafting about this, I had her as bargaining. She's constantly flipping through the reasons she should be the one to come back to life. Then I was rereading what I wrote, and I realized denial is a much better fit for her. In her song, and in Fall Fair Suite, she's mentioning how she did so much in life, went to school, got good grades, did everything she could to be the best, only to die before she could make anything of it. "Now I'll never graduate!" In Fall Fair Suite and her breakdown to Constance about how her death has really effected her shows proof in that statement. Throughout the musical, she's extremely desperate about getting the unanimous vote, going as far as to get mad at Mischa and Noel for saying they would vote for each other, because that would cause their two votes to cancel out. In What the World Needs, she's giving examples on why she should be the one to be brought back. She believes she's the only one that can keep the world spinning out of all of them. She doesn't want to process the fact that all she did in life was for nothing, she wants her existence to mean something. "You know I envy you. No, I do. I mean, I got straight A's since grade one. I was working towards something, I was building a life, and you. You were satisfied doing nothing. Baking cupcakes, eating them." - "I thought my life had meaning. Turns out it didn't! OH WELL! JOKES ON ME! My death has really effected me!" -Ocean O'connell Rosenberg.

Going in song order, we have Noel Gruber. Introduced as the most romantic boy in town. That alone, adds to the reason of why I've chosen him for depression. Being the only out queer in a dead end town, whilst also being the most romantic boy there, is clearly troubling for him. Fantasies of romantic dates and dinners and nights yet no one to initiate them with. In his boring life, working a boring job, with no one to love him or for him to love back, he was forced to dream up a different reality. Life so disastrous, even the role he played in his imagination was catastrophic. A hooker in post-war France, who burns herself with cigarettes just to prove to herself she's still alive. Her life void of romance, but replaced with excitement and lust. Horrifically doomed to die of Typhoid flu in an alleyway, she says, "I choose to burn out, rather than fade away." Mirroring Noel, in a way that all he wants is not just meaning, but to experience passion and lust and excitement. Something he never got to do in his depressing, boring life in his depressing, boring town. "You make me weep just looking at you. So, so tragic." "Oh, that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me!" -Mischa Bachinski and Noel Gruber, that order.

On a more obvious note, Mischa Bachinski. From the second we're introduced to him, he's described as angry. Emotional, angry, and passionate. Clearly, I assigned him as the anger stage of grief. In both of his songs (This Song is Awesome/Talia), rage is a fairly common theme. Not only in dialogue, but in lyrics and symbolism through instrumental and tune. In This Song is Awesome, the entire song is autotuned, something that Mischa had mentioned to signify fury and emotion. At the end of the song, before it transitions into Talia, he says "My rage has subsided. A moment, I am vulnerable now." Throughout the entire song, he was expressing raw sentiment for the things he feels strongly about (ex: the lyric "feeling homesick for my homies in Ukraine"). Now, the most important evidence for his stage of grief, Natalia Muruska Bolinska. His fiancé, a women from Ukraine he met online who he never got to meet in person. In his song Talia, he's putting his heart and soul on his sleeve, showing everything he's got, all his feelings for his darling Talia. The song, mostly in a folk style, is abruptly interrupted by a verse entirely sung in autotune. The lyrics "I wanna get with you baby," play two times throughout that part. As we've learned previously, autotune to Mischa is expressing anger or strong emotions. What we can decipher from this, is that the autotune and the lyrics point to how mad he is that he never got to formally meet/marry his beloved.

For our fourth in line, we have Ricky Potts. I know a lot of people say that acceptance should go to Constance, and I agree slightly, but I feel as though it fits Ricky more. Right off the bat, we have the evidence of him conceding. Right after Space Age Bachelor Man, he concedes. He won't get to be voted for, but his vote will still count. The way I see this, whether it's meant to be taken this way or not, is that Ricky has completely come to terms with his death. He says, "There's only one commandment in the Bachelor Man Bible... don't be a dick," and that choosing himself would be the ultimate dick move. After Mischa calls him cool in the afterlife, he exclaims that he was always this way, but no one ever listened to him when he was alive. Mute, he couldn't express himself. He couldn't talk to go on about his interests in the way other people his age could. He was forced into a silent life. Now in death, he can talk. He can show the others his actual personality. He's a nerd, he fantasizes about sexy cat ladies from a planet named Zolar, probably a furry, and he's fine. I'd say he's okay with being dead, being able to actually interact without restraints. Getting chosen to come back alive would mean having to live with those things holding him back. This is why he's acceptance.

Jane Doe, or Penny Lamb. Deciding what she symbolizes was difficult. In a way, she's basically all of them, but for the sake of this, she'll be bargaining. Jane Doe, only known as Jane Doe due to her identity never being found out after death. Being decapitated, and having to spend her entire afterlife not knowing who she is. Throughout the musical, and her songs, she's heard begging, pleading for someone to tell her who she is. One lyric, "Oh Saint Peter, let me in, you must know where I've been. Won't you tell me at last who I am," is sang by her in The Ballad of Jane Doe, before she repeats the line "Who I Am" 4 times. Her song, and everything that follows, is demonstrating how the only thing she desires in death is to know who she was in life. Bargaining with higher ups, pleading for at least the tiniest bit of information. Finally, after her solo, she has a beautiful scene with Ricky where he gives her an identity to live with. Savannah, with the greenest eyes.

Lastly, the most challenging to assign, Constance Blackwood. Probably the most controversial opinion out of all of these, I think grief itself fits her. Of course, most people would say acceptance fits her better. Finally coming to terms with the fact that her life was perfect the way it was and she wouldn't have it any other way. Unfortunately for that analogy, I was able to twist it to fit the title of grief. Before Constance tragically died, she was known as the nicest girl in town. Getting awards left and right for it, always being someone that people adore for her "niceness". Moments before getting on the Cyclone, just to rebel for once, she loses her virginity in a porta potty to a random guy with cool tattoos. In her song and her dialogue, she talks about how much she despised her small shitty town. She was peeved at the mere fact that she was the only one born and raised in Uranium to think it was fine and dandy to live there. Then she explained how now that she's dead, now that she can see what she lost, she feels so, so bad for how she treated her life. Her family, her town, everything. She's grieving over not being able to accept that as she was alive.

If anyone thinks that I made a wrong choice, please tell me, I'd like the hear different opinions on this! I actually spent like a month on this cause I didn't wanna mess anything up

[withheartsaligned]

we're proving to each other that romance is boring

[lillianforest22]

Part 2 of gillion fics I’ve read and enjoyed

Abandon everything you know by yoyoflu2

Gillion has a brake down after some th ing triggers his memory of time with the elder. Basically this man has a ptsd flashback (mood)

Safer When I'm With You by DarlingSongbird

Autistic Caspian x autistic gillion. Gillion has a bad ptsd attack after training a bunch cause training brings him comfort but overdid and wich led to flashbacks and attacks. Caspian comforts him and lead to cuddling. And then conversations that lead to no label making but a few cute kisses

we're proving to each other that romance is boring by achilleshq or @atomicraft here on tumblr

A pretty decent length Gillion Caspian qpr fic. Super cute. Hill learns about kissing and how it not all part of the binary of romance he though it was. And we get cute fluf and kissing. And autsitc gillion

Letters From A Shaky Hand by TheManOfManyFandoms

Autistic gillion struggles to write a letter sence his dex being low so he asks Jay for help

[s2strawbery-cakess2]

"You're pouting in your sleep!

I'm waking, still yawning,

We're proving to each other

that romance is...

Boring!"

The beat of this part really reminded me of her for some reason??

Like upbeat and really cool? the melody is so her. I have no idea what the rest of the song is saying, I just found some kitties dancing to this song on tik tok and it made me really happy. (If you want the link tell me)

[sankta-starkova]

LETTERMAN

035; the real campers of shallow lake

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summary: the one where ej and andy get to spend time together in the camp until the production gets in the way, threatening to ruin their summer and relationship

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A frustrated Andy walked into the barn with the others to see EJ, Carlos and Val standing at the front.

EJ smiled at her and she gave a half hearted smile back. She hadn't been able to talk to him about the letter yet but would do it after the rehearsal.

She had tossed and turned all night about it. She couldn't understand why he would tell Val about it instead of her, they used to tell each other everything.

"Thanks for coming in early guys. We've We've working on a way to save the show and give Corbin and that Channing guy the reality style juice they want," Carlos explained as he gestured to a board.

"I'm sorry, save the show?" Gina questioned, looking up at the three confused.

"He just wants a little more excitement from us, a little mo-" EJ started but Carlos cut him off.

He cut him off, "He thinks we're boring!" everyone gasped, shocked as to how he could think that, "He's actually missing our rehearsal to scout out the kids at deep lake camp in Temecula,"

Carlos looked at the board, pulling off a slide, "But not to worry, we have a plan and it starts with 5 letters," he explained, "The real campers of shallow lake, RCOSL,"

"You know how normally we act like regular people, we pick up on social cues and care about feelings?" EJ explained. He knew this was his last chance to prove to his father that he could take a gap year and he wasn't going to blow it.

"The key to any great reality show is the three Bs. Bombshells, betrayals and Bitch slaps," he explained.

Everyone gasped at the language they used, like it was a Disney channel show and squaring was prohibited, "Can he say that?" Gina questioned.

"Look, I love the housewives more than anyone but how are we gonna pull this off when we're real students who don't have millions to burn?" Kourtney asked, not understanding the logistics of the show.

Val turned over the board to show a bunch of squares with question marks drawn in them and labels underneath. Carlos read out all the names, explaining that was what made the perfect show.

"You Kourt, will be the Judgey one," Carlos said as Val placed a picture of Kourtney on the label.

Ricky signed, "But do we want to look like villains on TV?" He questioned and Andy agreed with him, voicing her concern.

Ricky was labelled the jilted ex, Ashlyn was the one with the dark past, Maddox was the cryer, Gina was the one with the catchphrase, EJ was here for the wrong reasons, Andy is his high school romance, Vals the shrink, Jets the bad boy and Carlos is the instigator.

"I know that was a lot but did everyone get that?" He asked and everyone nodded, about to get up when he continued talking, "Good, cause there's more,"

Carlos walked back before quickly grabbing a clipboard with four goals written on it, "Someone needs to run out crying, someone needs to get slapped, someone needs to throw a drink at someone and someone needs to get caught on a hot mic,"

"Channings coming in fifteen," Val said and everyone got ready for the performance of their lives.

By the time he got there, everyone was ready for the first song they were doing, a little bit of you with the two children who were playing the younger Anna and Elsa.

Carlos caused fake drama as the instigator and the kids didn't understand, having not been invited to the pre rehearsal meeting.

They all managed to fulfill their roles throughout the day. Gina and Kourtney started a fight which ended in the first tick box of the day (throwing water on someone) which made Carlos' day.

Maddox cried and Jet tried to be a bad boy but it didn't go well - he wasn't great at the role. Kourtney was judgier than usual and of course Andy and EJ had to pretend everything was okay.

For him it was but for Andy it wasn't. She couldn't find the right time to pull him aside and talk about it but bottling up all of her anger and sadness was driving her crazy.

The day felt like it went slowly due to the added pressure of the secret weighing on her. She had to find out what it was about.

Andy hoped it was just them  miscommunicating but she was going through so much right now that she couldn't deal with him being halfway across the country when she needed him most.

The group all stood together at the end of the day in front of Channing, hoping that he would approve the show to keep running.

"Well, I underestimated you guys," he said, sighing his bag over his shoulder, "What a mess, in an award winning way,"

Once he left everyone cheered, proud that they had managed to save the show by creating even more drama in the group.

Andy didnt feel like celebrating though, she still felt the heavy weight of knowing EJ's secret. She didn't think he'd do something like that to her.

He quickly rushed back in, announcing that he had forgotten about the group photo.

Everyone quickly got back into position and because of their overly romantic part to play, Channing placed EJ and Andy together, not noticing the tension between the two.

"Pretty boy in the bottom, get a little closer to her, yeah, perfect," He said as EJ wrapped his arm around her, her head stiffly falling on his shoulder.

"All right smile guys, we're almost home," EJ said enthusiastically to the group.

Andy scoffed, "Almost home as in salt lake or Saint Louis?" She whispered so only he would hear, looking up at him.

At that moment, Channing snapped the photos, taking a few more. To anyone else it might look like two lovers staring into each others eyes but it was a lot more then that.

EJ tried to smile but he couldn't help but feel the guilt of knowing he'd been caught as he realised he should have told her earlier

"Thanks again, the Bleu man's gonna be so happy," Channing said before he walked out, taking his camera with him.

The couple stood up, walking away and the group started to bicker, Val stepping in to try to calm the group.

The group gasped as they found out that Maddox and Jet were ziblings seconds before Jet stormed out of the room.

"I have done a terrible thing!" Announced Carlos, realising hes been shipping the two.

EJ walked over to Andy, "Whatever you saw in the letter, it's not what it looks like," he promised

She chuckled, "St Louis Caswell? I thought we were spending this year together, we were gonna go to college together," Andy said, frustration evident in her voice.

"And we will. Dad wants me to go to caswell success school but if this musical works out I can change his mind, for us," he said, "I'm not leaving without a fight,"

Andy sighed, feeling defeated, "I told you something that I'd been keeping from you and you couldn't even admit to this, I gave you every opportunity," she explained.

"Elton John Caswell, I am so disappointed in you," Ashlyn said and everyone gasped at the reveal of EJs real name. If Andy wasn't mad at him she would have laughed but instead she turned away from him.

"I need you at home right now Caswell. I need to be able to come back to something that I know will be there," she said, tears welling up in her eyes.

It was breaking his heart to look at her like this, to see her so upset, "I'm going to make it work, you know my dad's an ass, but I can prove that I'm good enough for you," he explained.

"I need some air," she said, turning the other way and running out of the barn, the doors slamming closed behind her.

"Andy, please," he called out, watching as Maddox ran out after her.

Maddox found Andy sitting on a bench by the edge of the field. EJ had taken her to it on the first day to watch the fireflies.

"You okay there?" She asked, coming to sit down on the bench next to her hesitantly.

"Yeah, I just needed some time to cool down before I kill him," she joked, chuckling half heartedly.

Maddox smiled before looking over at Andy, "He loves you. I've never seen him look so happy. He's made mistakes before but he's leant from them and he'll learn from this," She said.

Andy nodded along to her words, "My mums ill, and I don't want to really tell anyone but I told him because I needed support. He could have gotten support from me for this, not run to Val,"

"I'm sorry," Maddox said, placing a hand on her shoulder, "And EJ probably doesn't want to be a burden. I'm sure he's felt that way for his family and sees himself as in the way. Maybe try to see his side of it?"

Andy chuckled, "You're really good at the whole shrink thing, might take Vals role," she joked.

Maddox laughed, "And have her be the one that cries all the time, I can't have my spotlight taken like that," she joked, the two girls laughing.

Andy was glad she had gotten everything she felt off of her chest and she felt ready to talk to EJ about it all and get it all out of the way. She wanted to be with him and wasn't going to let this stop her.

The two girls talked for ages about deep subjects like their fractured home lives and silly things

For a minute everything felt like it was just a normal day and it was the camp she had wanted to go to from the start

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[thatwriterwiththeblock]

Been a while since I thought to update my QP playlists! I kind of forgot I was posting those here and I haven’t been listening as much, but it’s grown!

You can find past posts for these under #qp playlist, and the OG playlist can be found here.

Feel free to comment or reblog with more songs for the collection 👀

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Follow Through by The Altogether

- And I'll make you happy, hon/If you let me feel a ray of your sun/And although this promise to you/Might seem hollow, I will follow through

Bloom by The Paper Kites

- Shall I write it in a letter?/Shall I try to get it down?/Oh, you fill my head with pieces/Of a song I can't get out

World is Ending by Matt & Kim

- Please tell me what you want from me/I gave it all I got and the world is ending/You worry about everything/But wash it all away cause the world is ending

No Choir by F&TM

- And if tomorrow it's all over/At least we had it for a moment/Oh, darling, things seem so unstable/But for a moment we were able to be still

Sinners by Lauren Aquilina

- So let's be sinners to be saints/And let's be winners by mistake/The world may disapprove/But my world is only you/And if we're sinners then it feels like heaven to me

The London Air Raids by Vian Izak

- But I know that I'm safe here with you/'Cause we made it through everything, the old and the new/Just wake me up when all this is over/Wake me up and tell me it's not true

Till Forever Falls Apart by Ashe/FINNEAS

- We've been living on a fault line/And for a while, you were all mine/I've spent a lifetime giving you my heart/I swear that I'll be yours forever/'Til forever falls apart

Glory by Bastille

- And then you put your hand in mine/And pulled me back from things divine/Stop looking up for heaven/Waiting to be buried

Guillotine by Jon Bellion/Travis Mendez

- The secrets you tell me I'll take to my grave/There's bones in my closet, but you hang stuff anyway/And if you have nightmares, we'll dance on the bed/I know that you love me, love me

Ghost Stories by The Narcissist Cookbook

- There is a 'how, ' I suppose, don't really understand it though/Maybe if I dug around a bit in the soil/I'd find out where all this love comes from and what it's for/But then the question would be answered/Ghost story would be over

anarchy by Egg

- And I hope when the end comes around/We'll be old enough to spend it in a house that we found/Hiding in our secret rooms to keep the zombies out/And never running out of silly things to talk about

Ancient Rome by Kayla Seeber

- I'll be the jester/As long as you are the queen/Make a fool out of me/I wanna be the source of your laughter

Romance is Boring by Los Campesinos!

- You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, still yawning/We're proving to each other that romance is boring

Grilled Cheese by Peach Face

- You got me sleeping in my makeup/Ruining your pillow cases/Never wanna wake up/Too lazy to tie my laces

Aromantic Moodboard by Maxwell Anthony

- And my Aromantic Moodboard makes it cool to be alone/A collection of bad poetry and photos on my phone/And you're the closest body to me/I think that I'm in love

Shitty Gay Song About You by Ezra Williams

- I'm listening to the songs you told me to/I don't really like them, but I'll pretend for you/I'll learn some lyrics, so I can sing when you do/But I keep thinking of only you

Dance With You by Caitlyn Kinnuen/Isabelle McCalla

- I just wanna dance with you/Let the whole world melt away/And dance with you/Who cares what other people say?