#why can't shows grow up and stand up for their actors

[everythingisromant1c]

p2: three reasons why you can't stand co-star!james potter

co-star!james potter x actress!reader

summary: you were finding the first days of shooting your new TV show to be absolutely amazing, aside from the fact that you absolutely could not stand your co-star James Potter. unfortunately for you, you spent enough time around him to narrow down his most irritating qualities to only three:

a/n: hey so this took waayyy longer than i would've hoped to release, but i promise this series is not going anywhere, so tysm for all the loveee and all ur guys' patience <33

also pls pls pls feel free to send in prompt requests for this series i am so all ears

full series: Trouble in Hollywood - masterlist

1. He was insufferably good at his job

You wished you could say working with James Potter was such a challenge because he was simply bad at his job. But the thing was: he wasn't. It turned out he was really the impeccably good actor that your director Minerva seemed to swear he was, as if the talent truly was seeping through his veins. Somehow, that only made working with him more frustrating to you.

"Aaron, you've got to believe me."

James had come to you during the middle of hair and makeup and asked you to rehearse lines with him even before official rehearsals for the day's shooting began, saying it would make him feel more prepared. And, as much as you hated it, you felt the same. Your only regret was thinking you'd be able to stand him and his arrogance before seven in the morning.

"Why should I, Cassidy?"

The brunette responded to you fully in character, leaning back against a nearby vanity with his long legs crossed in front of him as you sat in your cushioned chair. He apparently got out of hair and makeup in under a matter of minutes, looking effortlessly put together with his curls hanging perfectly over his forehead—you didn't have the same luck. Your lovely makeup artist Mary seemed to be unbothered by the interruptions, continuing on with your makeup as you rehearsed your lines, though you caught her amused smile every once in a while from her reflection in the mirror.

"Because..." you began, trying to stay in character as your brain scrambled for your next line.

"You're supposed to say," cut in James, "'-because we can only trust each other right now.'"

"Please stop telling me my lines, James." You repeated the irritated request you'd uttered all morning to him as you put a tired hand to the bridge of your nose, one that Mary moved away hurriedly.

"Watch your makeup," she pleaded with a powder-filled brush to your nose , and you winced apologetically.

"Did you just want me to stand here and wait for you to remember them?" James's voice poked at you irritatingly as you stared up at him from your seat.

"Yes, that's exactly what I want." You fought from rolling your eyes. "You could at least give me a second. I didn't even ask for my line."

He raised his brows with an acquiescent sigh. "Whatever the lady wants."

Ignoring him, a skill you were growing like a muscle, you cleared your throat in focus, trying not to move too much as Mary blended some product on your neck. "Because we can only trust each other right now."

James quickly jumped back into character, right on time. "That didn't mean anything to you the other night."

"I already told you I'm sorry for that. When I heard all the rumors, I ..." you cursed at yourself as your mind drew another painful, embarrassing blank.

"-I didn't know what to think." James looked anything but guilty as his voice met your ears once again, finishing your line for you without fail.

"James!" You glared at him, doing your best to stay out in your chair and not storm out of the trailer he'd so brazenly infiltrated. You shook your head to yourself through your reflection in the brightly lit mirrors . "You're impossible."

James shrugged innocently. "I don't get why you're mad at me for trying to help."

"I'm not."

He scoffed, putting a dramatic hand to his chest. "So is this what you look like when you're happy with me?" The corner of his aggravating lips lifted along with his shoulder in a small shrug, before turning away again. "Isn't very much like how I've pictured it."

You didn't miss the way Mary let out a small breath of laughter from her nose as she switched over to doting on your hair. You gritted your teeth.

"I mean, I'm not mad at you for helping. I'm mad at you because you're annoying."

He crossed his arms defensively, his lips still quirked up, and you fought against the urge within you that had your eyes following the movement of his biceps. "I'm annoying?"

The feigned disbelief in his voice snapped your back to your right mind.

"Yes," you answered plainly. "You and your posh accent."

Maybe you'd stopped making sense, but it was too early for you to care. James was watching your meltdown with what you could only identify as merriment, his unfortunately unignorable presence taking up too much space in the cramped makeup trailer.

Thankfully choosing to ignore the part about his accent, he put up his hands innocently. "Last time I checked, I wasn't the one who keeps forgetting their lines."

"We just got the updated script for this episode last night." You shifted in your chair to face him, and you heard Mary wince from behind you, probably getting fed up with how much you were moving around, though you were too annoyed to stop yourself. "How the hell are you already off-book?"

James shrugged smugly, shoving his hands in his pockets as he leaned forward. You squinted your eyes at him. "An actor never reveals his secrets, love."

You twisted your mouth in disgust at his words—because you definitely felt something as he said them, whether it was disgust or not you didn't want to think about—and probably only made him more satisfied. "Mary," you groaned, looking at her through the mirror in front of you. "I think I'm going to be sick."

She shook her head and gave your reflection a sharp look back. "Not in that freshly ironed shirt you're not."

You sighed, settling back into your chair and sparing another glance at the man to your right. He tipped his head at you, almost tauntingly, and you felt your jaw tighten. It was going to be a long day.

2. Everyone else seemed to love him

You'd been going about your Thursday innocently, filming scenes when called upon—finally having memorized all your lines properly—and somehow getting through the morning without any irritating interactions with your least favorite person on set at the moment. That good feeling, of course, could only last so long.

"What's this?"

Minerva, your director, had been walking around set with you until you both stopped at the sight of a crowd forming outside one of the sets. You followed her, making your way through the crowd of your fellow actors and crew members until you were met with a nauseating sight: James Potter.

At the sight of your director, his already proud smile grew to a beaming one, almost blinding, as he greeted her. "We've all been really busy with this week's filming schedule, Minnie, and you mentioned what a hassle it's been ordering enough food for everyone every day with our budget, so I pulled some strings and got my family's chef to cater our lunch."

Your jaw slacked as he nodded his head to his left, where a number of tables were set up with what looked like pizza ingredients, a moustached-man in a chef hat standing behind the scene proudly. You couldn't believe your eyes. Apparently, neither could the woman next to you.

"Oh my- James this is ... amazing!" Minerva—or Minnie, as James somehow had grown accustomed to calling her—turned to your co-star, expression as bright and beaming as James's crowd-pleasing smile was. "But you shouldn't have gone to all this trouble-"

"It was no trouble at all. Francis was more than happy to help."

He waved a hand at the chef, who you assumed was the 'Francis' in question, who nodded back at him happily with a pizza cutter in his hand. It was like something out of a movie, the way everyone clapped for James who stood at the front of the crowd like the beloved man he was. You felt sick to your stomach.

"What's wrong? Do you not like the pizza?"

You'd taken your lunch shamefully, making sure to hide your amazement at the endless selection of pizza toppings that James had arranged at the build-your-own-pizza station, and were sitting with Remus, who you'd met at auditions for the show and luckily got casted in a role other than one that'd gone to James, and Sirius, another one of your co-stars who you'd quickly become friends with since you spent practically all your time on set nowadays.

You looked up at Remus briefly before returning your gaze to the pizza in front of you, the perfect slice underneath the sun seeming to taunt you. "No," you grumbled. "The pizza's amazing."

Sirius chuckled. "You'd think you'd be happy about that."

"I would, aside from the fact that it was Potter who brought it in."

The black-haired man tipped his head at you curiously. "What's your problem with James again?"

You shook your head forebodingly. "Don't tell me he's brainwashed you both with his hundred-dollar pizza too."

"I doubt the pizza's that much money." Remus bit into the slice in his hand, talking through the bite. "But it is pretty delicious."

"It is," Sirius nodded. "It was pretty nice of him to cover lunch for the day. If anything, you'd think you'd like him more for this."

You groaned. "He brought in his family's private chef, for God's sake. It's not like he rescued a cat from a tree or something."

Sirius and Remus shared a look as you spoke. You knew you sounded ridiculous, but you currently lacked enough dignity to care as yet another slice of pizza sat on your plate, ready to be eaten.

"James is actually a really nice lad," reasoned Sirius. "Take it from us. We kind of grew up with him."

That fact had yet to escape you as soon as you'd met the two of them. According to the stories they'd relayed to you, Remus's mum had been an on-set tutor to James growing up when he was acting in some movie, while Sirius's parents had been producers for some of James's parents' films. Safe to say, the three of them certainly left you feeling inexperienced in the world of acting.

"James should be the least of your worries," urged Remus. "He's harmless."

"If he's so harmless, then why has he gone out of his way to be a pain in my ass since I met him?"

Sirius snorted. "We said he's harmless, not that he's not an idiot sometimes."

"But," Remus added, "whatever James has done, just know that it always comes from a good place. The man doesn't have a mean bone in his body."

You sighed inwardly. The James Potter you knew seemed to be very different from the one that everyone else seemed to be familiar with, and it was driving you crazy.

3. He was an obnoxious flirt

When you said 'flirt', you not only meant that he flirted with you—unfortunately—but that he seemed to flirt with anyone in sight, whether he realized it or not. In fact, you'd been forced to watch as he smooth-talked one of the hairstylists on set for the past ten minutes.

You couldn't hear everything they were saying, thank god, but you were sure she was probably more charmed by the fact that his last name was Potter than anything he could remotely come up with to win her over. You'd had enough conversations with him to know that the movie-star smiles he offered were enough to charm people before they realized just how insufferable he was.

After what felt like hours, he said something to the woman in parting and left her looking flushed and smiley as he strolled away. You sighed, happy to finally be rid of distractions, and looked back down at the script on your lap that you were trying to memorize but stopped almost immediately as you felt an unwelcome presence lingering from in front of you. You looked up and fought a groan.

James tipped his head at you innocently. "You wanted me?"

You tensed at his phrasing and did your best to go back to ignoring him as you focused back on your script. "I did not."

Not taking the hint, as usual, he stayed put, shoving his hands in his well-tailored pockets. "Well, you've been staring at me for the past ten minutes, so I just assumed you had something to say."

"Well, you assumed wrong." You gave him a tight-lipped smile from where you sat. "And I wasn't staring. I just miraculously found it hard to concentrate on memorizing lines when you were harassing that hairstylist right next to me."

He squinted at you quizzically before shaking his head, finding your banter more amusing than you probably were. "Admit it. You're obsessed with me."

You scoffed, blinking rapidly to truly portray your disbelief. "You wish. Reality is, Potter—I think I hate you."

James peered at you with a glint in his eye like he'd never heard anything more amusing, leaning back against the wall next to you. "You think?"

You shrugged tightly. "The jury hasn't come to a decision just yet." You thought back to the unfortunately delicious pizza he'd provided, and all the things that Remus and Sirius had said to you that stood in stark contrast to practically every other experience you'd had with him.

James grinned, finding teasing you the most entertaining part of his day, even on set for a TV show. "So I still have a chance?"

His eyes glistened and you reeled. "A chance to what? Did you not hear the 'hate' part?"

"Hate is a strong word, don't you think?"

You shook your head. "Strong, but appropriate."

"Ouch." He touched his hand to his chest in that dramatic way he always did, something you blamed on his actor roots. "Your words hurt, you know." You rolled your eyes, truly trying then to get back to memorizing your lines so James would have nothing over you during filming the next day, but he didn't seem to care. "Look, I get it. You said you hate me. But really, I don't think you do."

You sighed, setting your script aside as you looked up at him with finality. "And why is that, Potter?"

"Because," James began, and you didn't like the tease in his tone as he looked down at you. "A little birdie told me you had some say in whether or not they cast me in South Bay. And that you actually encouraged it."

Your lips parted, those words being the last ones you expected him to say after weeks had gone by since the chemistry read. You didn't know who'd ratted you out, but whoever did would be getting a stern talking to. Or a partially stern one, since they were more than likely your boss.

You shrugged weakly at him. "That ... that doesn't mean anything."

James's thick brow lifted effortlessly. "So you're not denying it?"

At his challenging look, you relented with a drop of your shoulders. "I'm not. It's true; I told Minerva I think they should choose you to play Aaron becuase you are good at your job, James. As much as it annoys me. I mean, you're clearly a great actor, you get all your lines memorized overnight, not to mention the entire crew is in love with you for some reason-"

"Oh, I see."

You paused, looking at the way James's slight grin turned into a shit-eating one. "What?"

He tipped his head at you tauntingly. "You're jealous."

You let out a laugh harsher than you meant it to be. "Please. There's nothing about you I could possibly waste my energy being jealous over."

The brunette tutted, and you hated the feeling it sent through you. "For such a great actress, you're not a very good liar."

You felt your breathing shallow for a moment, not knowing what to do with the compliment that flowed so easily from his lips like he hadn't given it a second thought. You pushed the thought aside, focusing on the insult part of his statement instead, and rolled your eyes.

"Look," James continued at your expression. "Jealous or not, we're going to have to work together on this show for God knows how many more months. Years even, if it gets renewed for a second season." The thought both filled you with excitement and dread as it came from James's lips. He looked down at you with an honest curiosity. "How much longer can you go on pretending to hate me?"

You noted that what he was saying was true, letting the words sit in your chest for a moment, but you also noted that you had more fun being petty. You tilted your chin up at him. "Funny that you think I'm pretending."

James put a hand on the table you were sitting at, leaning forward slightly and making you freeze up. "Funny that you're still not a good liar, love."

Your throat felt tight with something you wanted to again dismiss as disgust at both his proximity and the delicate word that fell from his lips. You let an unpleasant pinch form between your brows. "I thought I told you not to call me that."

James felt something warm, almost giddy, form in his chest, and it didn't matter that you looked like you were considering slapping him right then. He let the corner of his lips quirk up. "You're adorable when you're mad."

"Don't call me that either." You huffed, picking up your still un-memorized script and standing. "I'm going to my trailer."

James quirked a brow, following you with only his eyes. "Is that an invitation?"

You rolled your eyes, walking away and calling over your shoulder. "Absolutely not."

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[losersiren]

Yandere! Vault Dweller

N: I just finished the Fallout show, went on YouTube and fell down a rabbit hole of lore about the game. I decided Vault 11 shall be sacrificed (hehe). Everything I put in this fic is from the videos I've watched and the fan wiki, so it's like semi-accurate… Cw: talks about suicide, suicide (not the reader), violence, yandere tendencies, gore(?), death, manipulation, coercion, talks of death, should be gn! reader safe.... if not, put me in the chamber WC: 2.2k

Quiet. It was quiet. The silence is deafening, yet the ringing in your ear grows louder and louder, each second feeling as if eons had passed. The automated computer voice repeats in your head like a catchy song you’ll hear on those dusty records, the ones Mama used to play and dance to.

“Congratulations, citizens of Vault 11! You have made the decision not to sacrifice one of your own. You can walk with your head held high, knowing that your commitment to human life is a shining example to us all. And to make that feeling of pride even sweeter, I have some exciting news. Despite what you were led to believe, the population of Vault 11 is not going to be exterminated for its disobedience. Instead, the mechanism to open the main vault door has now been enabled, and you can come and go at your leisure. But not so fast! Be sure to check with your overseer to find out if it's safe to leave. Here at Vault-Tec, your safety is our number one priority.”

You were young when your parents escaped the bombs to the vault you're situated in right now; you grew up believing that damned computer about sacrifices and watched your fellow vault mates get killed one by one. You waited for the time it would be you in that same chamber. Now, with this information surfaced…they died for what? An experiment? What would have happened if you had been voted overseer…

The lump in your throat grows heavier, and the arguments and yelling in the background become more and more apparent that you can't ignore them anymore. Your eyes drift to the man standing tall and proud beside you, Charli, his hair still somehow slick back; he still looks perfect even after the maddening chaos of events that transpired these past few days. His blue jumpsuit was as crisp as an ironed suit that the actors would wear from the moving pictures on television before the vault. His expression is as vacant as his blue eyes, his soft lips decorated with a barely visible smile. As he watches the other three vault survivors argue, Your brows furrow. 

Why isn’t he affected by the news like everyone else? This information is soul-crushing and life-changing!

Then again, you reason with yourself that maybe this is his way of coping; who are you to judge and microanalysis him like some psycho? Perhaps it’s the lack of sleep or the sense of safety ripped out of your hand like candy stolen from a baby. Heavens, you might nearly flip your lid entirely if something else happens. You sigh. To believe you almost were insinuating that Charli would even be a drop suspicious, and of what, exactly? He saved and shielded you from the massacre that only left the five of you remaining; he was your childhood best friend..how could you? You reprimand yourself.

His eyes finally meet yours, and the sympathy and worry you sought appeared when the blonde saw how distressed you were. “Are you alright?” his soft voice fills your head–drowning out the talks of whether the group should commit suicide in honour of your dead vault men or venture into the outside world to educate others on how your vault was misled. You were somewhat dissociated from the whole conversation. Reasonably so.

His hands, soft yet calloused, turn your head side to side to check for any visible injuries he might’ve missed, which he shouldn’t have—knitted eyebrows and razor-sharp eyes search frantically for anything. 

Charles or… As you’ll call him later in your relationship, Charlie, has always been like this. When you met him, he was a reserved kid, a trait that would carry on from his pubescent to adolescent years. 

When other kids grew out of their shyness and worrisome attitude and eventually adapted to the vault, he was pushed aside. Well, that wouldn’t be the only reason. His father was the first overseer of Vault 11, the same overseer who thought the best course of action was not to tell the vault residents about the sacrificial system they were now to live with. That same choice he made was the reason for his death, and he was the first to test the new system. He wasn’t a good man. He was greedy, a neglectful father and husband, and so on. A family now ruined by one man’s ill-considered decision; Charles's mom wasn’t much better, the textbook definition of a hypocrite. Bad-mouthing her dead husband, the same one she defended when said husband would push his son away.

Most would fear having no one at the end of the world, but it became Charles's life; while everyone adapted to vault life, Charles adapted to the misfortune of the consequences of his old man’s actions. You decided one day to talk to him while others stood clear. It was a simple conversation; others would just brush it off…which he did initially. But after that day, you would constantly seek him out, and with that, you wore a genuine smile and interest every time you talked to him. His walls crumbled into dust for you and only you. You were like a shooting star he wished for. His reputation grew because of you and, with that, his feelings for you sored. You became his way of life. In his teen years, he decided to become the best match for you– He would participate in every extracurricular activity the vault would provide to make him an unstoppable force of a man. The perfect golden boy was made..for you.

He had the “perfect body,” perfect sperm count, unmatched intelligence, and charisma—he perfected them (even if you were the only one he talked to for long periods)—strength, agility, endurance—all of it. He will be everything you need and more. With that, he made sure no one would vote you as overseer…

He was so soft on you that it would rival feathers. Do you need help lifting that? He's already there. Do you need help with your pre-war history? He’ll just sit you down and study with you for hours. Are you bleeding from an accidental cut? Don’t worry he just finished his first aid training. He already had a plan for you both for everything that would happen.

Everything

“I’m fine…” You grab both of his hands gently. “...Well, not fine, fine, but I'm not hurt.” You smile weakly up at him. “It’s okay. You and I will get through this,” He coos, pushing strands of your hair away from your face and behind your ear. His touch is warm and tender, yet the words you hear next aren’t.

“Fuck..I..I can’t do this I’m sorry.” A man, short in stature, starts backing away, gun in hand, clearly distressed. Your eyes move away from Charli’s to your fellow survivor; unknowingly to you, Charli rolls his eyes at the man's “dramatics.”  “We don’t deserve to leave...That thing called us a shiny example..f..f.fucked! Thats fucked! I..I can’t live with that!” Another man says, “Anyone would’ve done what we did.” A woman comments, “You ask me? That's exactly the problem. Now, let’s get on with this.���

“Wait,” you say, stunned, as if he had predicted this would happen. Charles moves his hands to cover your eyes. The short man is first, putting his gun on the roof of his mouth and pulling the trigger, not sparing any more time; the woman is next, the second gunshot. Then, with a sigh and short prayer, the last man repeats the action done by the others. Each lifeless body hits the floor one by one, and then there is silence.

What the hell.

You try to understand the situation, but your brain has yet to catch up…it’s all too much. Charli whispers calming phrases while he shields your eyes with one hand and rubs patterns along your back with the other. Tears start rolling down your face…and you sob. Hard. His hand moves to pet your hair, soothing you while you let it all out of your system.

He moves his body to shield you from the gruesome events that have just taken place; he moves both of his hands and cradles your face. You try looking behind him out of curiosity, but he stops you before you can.”Hey! Look at me with those gorgeous eyes,” He mummers, and of course, you comply. “There we go. You listen to me so well,” he whispers lovingly. “Here’s what we’re going to do. We’ll both go back to my vault room. I have enough supplies for the both of us to survive outside for a while, okay?” He asks you, and you nod, agreeing to whatever he says. 

“I need to hear you say it..” 

“…yes, of course, whatever you think is best.” He smiles at you, thumb caressing your cheek. “Keep your eyes on me, okay?” He takes your hand and leads you through the halls. It's quiet… you don't like it. Your eyes are trained on his back, Charli…he’s your lifebuoy in the angry sea, the only thing keeping you afloat; if it wasn’t for him…you might’ve met your end with the others. As if sensing your inner turmoil, he squeezes your hand, comforting you…and you squeeze back. Your world just fell apart, yet…it doesn’t seem entirely gone with Charli by your side. 

It's only a short time till you reach his vault. You’ve been here so many times it's basically your room by now. The tall blonde turns to look at you. “I’m going to let you go, just for a second, okay..? I just need to get the supplies.” He holds your one hand with both of his– you reply with a soft okay, and with your permission, he starts to move. He moves towards his small desk to grab a small, flat-headed screwdriver, walks to a particular spot, and pops the floor title beneath him, revealing a hidden compartment. It's filled with two modular military backpacks, filled to the bream with necessities for outside the vault.

He was prepared for all of this…

Then he starts talking about what he has in mind for the two of you, settling on the surface of living together and everything. Charles gets lost when talking to you; he can speak his mind about almost anything, and rambling is second nature with you. The hermit turned a social butterfly in your presence.

“You know that computer may have been our downfall, but god did bless me with more information than I could handle…good thing, huh, glad I went through all that code…Vault-tec tried to make it secure, but I found a way...We could go somewhere called New Vegas…” He keeps talking. 

But you stand there, still, as a statue, looking down at him as he gathers everything…What did he just say? 

You think back to the start when killing between the blocs started..he was right there, ready to protect you, when you and the other surviving tested out if the chamber would kill all of you…he almost seemed to be too assured nothing bad would happen to any of you, almost like…no…no. You’re overthinking, right? But the more you listen…

“You knew…” you shakingly exclaim out loud, cutting him off. “Hmm?” He looks up at you as he puts the tile back…” You knew we didn’t need sacrifices…you knew it would play out like this…” you say louder and more confidently. Those once-homey blue eyes become cold and distant… analyzing you.  

You both stare at each other.

You turn and run.

 But your efforts are in vain; you don’t even leave the room before two muscular arms wrap around behind you, overtaking you, holding your arms down around your waist, dragging you back. You scream and kick with no success. You end up with his arms around you while he sits down, his back against the wall, and you in front of him with his head in your neck while you let it all out. “When?” you croak out, “When we were fifteen, I didn’t want you to become overseer…I didn’t want you to die..so I wondered if it was the computer that sent signals to kill whoever was sent in that chamber and wondered if I could stop it from killing you specifically; that's when I found out .” He answers swiftly and truthfully, “Why didn’t you tell anyone?” You question, “I didn’t care, honestly, the only thing that matters is you…If everyone died in the process, it would be less work for me…I wanted it to be us from the beginning, anyway. I want you to need me as much as I need you…and now you finally do.”  

You feel weak and sick to your stomach… All your peers would’ve ended up dead either way. “I want to leave.” he hums, not mocking you but in acknowledgment. “And do what? You don’t know how to defend yourself; you have no supplies prepared, barely any survival instincts, and you don’t even know any information on the surface above. You can leave, but you’ll die…I can’t let that happen, sorry.” Charles buries himself more into you. 

“I hate you,” You whisper.

“That’s okay…all that matters is that you're here…with me and only me… I’ll keep you safe and sound.”

N: This was a long one, whew! I had to think about how I could make a Yandere fic with Fallout, and I had tons of concepts, but this one stood out the most. I hope my execution was good enough....Anyway, my next fic will most likely be a jealous fic about my Yandere lord, so stay tuned! Till then! see you soon my little guppies (´꒳`)♡ extra note: Throughout writing this, I thought "My Way of Life by Frank Sinatra" would fit Charli perfectly.

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Murder Drones AU I've Been Thinking About:

Wassup Murder Drones fandom!? I've been thinking about Murder Drones AUs, and I've got some exciting ideas, but my personal favorite that I'm brainstorming on is what I've been calling the "Imposter Uzi AU", where Uzi builds herself a fake Murder Drone body. Info under the cut.

My idea is that at some point after Nori died, so did Khan. Maybe he was a victim of Doll when she lost control of the solver (à la Cabin Fever with Uzi). Regardless of why, Uzi is left an orphan, and she gets evicted from her apartment, being left on her own since no one wants to let the 'freak' into their family.

Uzi grows up even more bitter than before, growing to resent the colony that has left her to rust and decided she wasn't good enough to be happy.

Using her natural tech skills, Uzi begins to prepare a plan to ditch the colony and go off on her own. Since she was already breaking down from rust and needed to replace her parts, what if Uzi upgraded herself?

Using the oh so feared Murder Drones as a model, Uzi begins to take herself apart and rebuild herself better and stronger than ever.

(My model of Uzi in this AU. The sizes are inconsistent because my paper only had so much room.)

Uzi in her Worker Drone mode looks innocent enough, other than the fact that her mouth never changes expression, and that her feet are yellow-black striped. In her Disassembly Drone mode, Uzi shows off her REAL intimidation factor.

The reason she can't move her mouth is because she replaced it with a rusty but very strong bear trap that she unhinges her mouth to access. Her tail is made using one of Khan's screwdrivers that she kept ahold of for sentimentality. Her feet hinge to form the peg-legs of a DD.

The peg-legs give Uzi some extra height, but not enough to stand at a convincing Disassembler height, so Uzi also added the ability to extend her neck, allowing for her gargantuan bites to have deceptive range.

Uzi's hands can screw off and be replaced with her blade hand and Railgun hand, which she stores inside of her coat (that's also where she hides her tail)

Uzi was never able to figure out how to make the wings and headband work properly, so what she has is actually N's parts that she stole from him when she killed him (she had no clue he would come back to life).

All in all, Uzi has turned herself into a killing machine, though she still isn't strong enough to beat a REAL DD in combat. Her only advantage is a stronger bite, but she's still less agile, lacks acid, covered in rust, and lacks a healing factor. In exchange, Uzi can survive sunlight and doesn't need to drink Drone Oil to survive, being able to use other forms of sustinence.

Eventually, Uzi has to leave the colony after getting found out, and she meets N. Uzi kills him out of fear, and steals his parts, but when he regenerates, she now looks close enough to a real DD for N, V and even J to be fooled (they were actively programmed not to question sketchy things so that they don't uncover Cyn/J.C Jenson's secrets, and Uzi's a good-ish actor).

The Murder Drones accept 'Serial Designation Z' into their silly little murder group, deciding that the "rusty old model still can't be more useless than N." (J's words, not mine). Eventually, they all grow to actually care about each other as a found family, but tension is in the air.

Uzi knows that her secret is going to get out at some point, and that the DDs wont take kindly to being tricked. She's already changed her name, eaten her own kind, and all but erased any sign of her old self to be able to call the Drones her family, but she still lives in terror of what they might think of her when they find out the truth...

[gracelaurie]

Lover | Patrick Wilson x fem!Reader

Summary : You and Patrick had a one night stand a few months ago. And now you’re 6 months pregnant. You don't expect to meet the father of your child because you’re a woman who prefers to be alone. But fate said otherwise, you meet again with the father who made your stomach grow big.

And you stupidly didn’t know that he was an actor.

A/N : Just like the tittle, it’s a fluffy story :D the most romantic fanfic that i ever write tbh. There’s no warning :))

*Patrick didn’t have a wife in this story*

CHAPTER 1/2 ➡️(Chapter 2) sequel 18+

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CHAPTER 1.

Today is the most hectic day. You have to wake up at dawn to go to the airport. When you arrive at the airport you have to take care of your aunt’s two twin babies, then when it gets to noon you take the babies to go to the talk show.

When you arrive at the shooting location, you hope that your uncle will at least meet you and help you take care of his own children, but apparently not. That annoying old man even just looks at you who’s taking care of his 2 babies, nods, then goes back to minding his business as host.

Now the babies are quiet and asleep in their own stroller- after they cried for a long time and you have held them one by one so they fall asleep. It’s really tiring work for a 6 month pregnant mother. Actually it’s not a job, more like a favor to a relative in your family. No one else can help them except you, you actually don't mind because you don't want your family to think that pregnant women like you can't do any work.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Talk About It!” You heard your uncle’s voice from behind the screen.

You don’t care about things like that, but when your gaze accidentally looks at the huge Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom film poster displayed, you look confused. Your feelings are mixed. You seem to know the blonde man on the film poster. But deep in your heart, you deny it. Maybe you’re just hallucinating because you are very hungry and tired.

You try to peek through the window to see who is the guest star at the event. But you gasped when you saw who was there.

“…it is our guy Patrick Wilson… Patrick welcome back TAT.” the audience applauded then Patrick said there, “thank you..” with a big smile

You feel like this is like a dream. You’re confused, this is all very difficult for you to digest. You walk away from that place feeling dazed, your body is getting weaker, not only because you haven’t eaten, but because you know that the man who had a One Night Stand with you and impregnated you until your stomach was this big… is a famous actor.

When you walked backwards, your body almost fell, a crew member swiftly held your body and helped you. “oh my gosh, who are you, why are you here?” She grabbed your arm and led you to a seat beside the stairs.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah.. I’m fine...” you said while looking at Patrick from afar, “he’s my uncle, today I'm taking care of his baby. His wife told me to go to this shooting location and after this event finished he immediately invited us to hang out. You know… it’s a holiday.” you said while pointing at your uncle who was the host.

“You look really pale, and you're pregnant,” she looked really worried about you. Then he stood up and invited one of his teammates to chat. After a short chat, he came over to you again and said, “please come with me. You haven’t eaten yet, right?”

You shook your head weakly.

“But… what about the babies? I have to keep looking after them... otherwise my uncle will get angry...”

“Don't worry, my friend will look after the babies.” She said with a sincere smile. She is a stranger who works there as a crew but she seems to have a motherly heart.

That kind crew helped you to stand up. You carry your very big stomach to walk out of that very crowded place. Somehow you can feel that your stomach is very big, even though it’s only 6 months, but your stomach looks like it’s more than that.

“Andrew is so mean,” she said in an annoyed tone, “how can he and his wife tell you to look after their babies? Don’t they see your condition?”

“Thank you,” you smiled faintly, and grabbed the water bottle she had given you, “I’m fine. Besides, this isn't the first time. Sometimes I help them whenever they need my help.”

“Yes, but it’s the same. They should know that you are pregnant with twins and they shouldn’t be bossing you around like this.” she said irritably then stood at the end of the room and took her lunch.

“Wait, how do you know I'm pregnant with twins when I haven't checked myself?” you asked in confusion.

“I don't know… just look at the shape,” she said lightly then sat back down next to you and handed you his lunch, “please eat. I know it's not much, but if you want to wait for Andrew, he's still very long and you You have to fill your stomach now.”

“Thank you,” you said then accepted the food, “Sorry for bothering you, I...”

“Please don't apologize. You’re a pregnant mother. I have seen that you are tired from taking care of the babies. I have been wanting to meet you for a long time, because I was afraid that something would happen to you." She said worriedly.

While you were eating, someone knocked on the door of the room and told him to go back to work.

“I'm sorry, I have to go, you can stay here to rest as long as you need.” She said with a smile.

After you finish your food. You grabbed your cellphone that was on the table and opened your Google. You are a woman who likes gardening and raising livestock. You don't even have social media, only send messages to your family and neighbors. The only reason you were going to a nightclub and losing your virginity to a guy you didn’t know is because you’re really stressed. You have just lost your older brother who is the only biological family who is still alive and lives with you.

And now you’re pregnant with someone's baby who took your virginity off in a nightclub and it turns out that person is a famous person. You’re typing “Patrick Wilson” in Google and it turns out...

You gasped in surprise. you still don’t know what to say. You think to yourself that maybe Patrick already has a wife or girlfriend, and maybe Patrick doesn’t know you anymore...

In the middle of that daydream, suddenly the door opened wide and your uncle was standing near the door with a guilty face.

“Y/N... I'm sorry. I'll take you home...”

You smiled, “it's okay, I'm just late eating.”

Your uncle smiled as he looked at your stomach, “how old are you in your pregnancy?”

“6 months... but it looks bigger, don't know why...” you whispered.

“You haven't seen a obstetricians recently, have you?" your uncle asked then you shook your head, “come here, before I take the twins to the park, we can check them first--"

“Let me." said a man mysteriously behind your uncle.

Your uncle turned and gasped, “Patrick-uh Patrick what are you doing here?”

Patrick laughed softly, “I know I shouldn’t have done this behind the scenes, but I am the man who got your niece pregnant,” Patrick’s words suddenly shocked your Uncle, so shocked that it was even difficult to digest everything.

“Y/N... is that true?"

You inhale and exhale. You find this situation very difficult to digest. “Yes, Uncle Andrew. He is the father of my child.”

Patrick smiled at you. But you can see that he feels guilty for all this. He didn’t know that all this time there was a woman who was pregnant with his child but he wasn’t there.

Your uncle turned to Patrick then turned to you. He massaged his forehead, then exhaled. “Okay, I’ll give you some time. Please...” said your uncle while patting Patrick on the shoulder.

You got up from your seat when Patrick had closed the door to the room. The two of you face each other and stand now.

“I’m sorry..”

“No, this is not your fault. We were strangers having a one night stand. I understand, this is not your responsibility, please don't feel that you have to do all this. I could have aborted the pregnancy from day one, but—"

“But you don’t have the heart to do that. You have a very kind heart to raise the child of someone you don’t know. And regarding responsibility, I have full responsibility for my child.” Patrick said in a firm voice. He sighed, then walked over to you.

“You thought I didn’t see you from far away, right?”Patrick took both of your hands and held them, “the moment I saw you, I knew that you were the person I slept with that night. And I had a strong feeling that the child you were carrying was mine.”

“Y/N... thank you…” Patrick said in a very low tone. His blue eyes looked very happy, “I’m the happiest man in this world…. the most important thing of all is, I want to really get to know the mother who is carrying my child.”

[pinksilvace]

A few weeks back, I made a comment to the effect of, "Belos views himself as the single human character in a muppets production." It has since then spiraled into an entire AU in my head that refuses to leave me alone. A few weeks back, I made a comment to the effect of, "Belos views himself as the single human character in a muppets production." It has since then spiraled into an entire AU in my head that refuses to leave me alone.

The basic premise:

Caleb and Evelyn found a weekly children's program ("The Boiling Isles") that features puppets; little Philip is featured as the one human, and since the episodes with him do much better than the ones without, he grows up into the role and eventually becomes a big part of the production staff as well

When Caleb and Evelyn die in an accident, Philip inherits the show

Some of the main (puppet) characters are named Luzura, Willow, Amity, and Augustus (you can see where I'm going with this). Philip would be able to stand these puppets on their own BUT

In promotional materials and interviews, he is ALWAYS asked what it's like to "work with" Luzura/Willow/Amity/Gus. Philip is absolutely INFURIATED by this because they're PUPPETS why can't anybody see that they're PUPPETS don't you care about the STAFF or the ARTISTS or the LIGHTING MANAGERS why does everybody pretend that the PUPPETS are REAL PEOPLE and why does HE have to pretend that the PUPPETS are when he responds??? He's convinced that some of the interviewers genuinely believe that the puppets are alive and tries to patiently explain that, no, they are just puppets. The interviewers always refuse to break the immersion.

Expanded AU thoughts are under the cut.

Caleb and Evelyn meet at an arts college. Evelyn is a film student, and the show's prototype is her capstone project. Caleb offers to bring Philip in as an actor and it sticks. Caleb also helps make some of the first puppets.

Little Philip's identity is protected by 1) the presence of a mask, and 2) the stage name "Belos". The name sticks around for his on-screen appearances.

While sticking around the set, Philip learns a lot about the different areas of production. He especially likes building sets, backdrops, props, and puppets, though he finds the writing process interesting as well. When he's old enough to help out with paperwork, he takes over the logistical side of things because tbh both Caleb and Evelyn are helpless when it comes to that

By the time Philip takes over, he's basically the head supervisor of every single department. His management makes the show's popularity explode

Philip is definitely the best at building and controlling puppets. Every now and then, he makes an extra-large "final boss" sort of puppet that only he is physically capable of controlling, and some of them end up in museums

Philip raises Hunter, but he's sort of the neglectful sort. He's ultra-focused on keeping the show his brother put so much thought, effort, and love into alive, and it makes literally any semblance of life he might have had outside of the show suffer

Similarly to Philip, Hunter grows up on set, but not as an actor. The production staff looks after him. When he's old enough, he also becomes a part of the test audience

The production staff is composed of the Emperor's Coven members in canon; i.e. Darius is in charge of lighting and wires, Raine is the sound director, Eberwolf is the lead puppet master, Hettie is the on-site medic, etc.

Luz and Camila are also a part of the test audience. I'm going to pretend that Philip and Camila are good buds in this AU. Philip inserts Luzura into the show as a character based on Luz

Basically most of the ire that Philip has in this AU is directed toward the puppets because they're not REAL why are THEY getting the GLORY can we PLEASE not pretend that these PUPPETS have thoughts and feelings and personalities???

He also doesn't leave because 1) the aforementioned attachment to something Caleb loved so much, and 2) he's put too much effort into this show already and he knows that no replacement could ever be so proficient at his job

Let's be real, Philip's work ethic is super unsustainable, and it DEFINITELY keeps him from grieving properly

When Hunter reveals that he does not, in fact, want to inherit the company that Philip has built, it's CRUSHING to Philip, who feels like giving it up would be disrespecting Caleb's legacy, unaware that he's staring Caleb's legacy in the face

Ideally Philip's arc (which I have hardly described here) would end with wealthy retirement and him being able to say "goodbye Boiling Isles" and never having to appear alongside those godforsaken puppets ever again

[drop-the-curtain-123]

random school uniform customisations that could've been done in the AC live-action movies (imo)

ok so the assassination classroom live action movies have flaws. But I can't stop thinking about how visually, some ideas could have helped the goal of differentiating the cast, and showing their personalities a bit more.

Two things the movies, due to their shortened runtime, struggled to do otherwise.

BUT.

(click on read more for my whole run-down on how I would've handled things!)

First of all, I understand keeping it all natural hair colors. That's a choice. Black haired Nagisa and Kayano, and maroon-haired Karma? I can live with that.

Why not take advantage of the fact some of the students DO have unnatural hair? As in, it's implied it's a dye that they consenciously do, notably as 'counter-culture', free spirits?

The blond hair on top of Terasakas' hair, along with Rio gyaru-bleach? Kurahashi's implied gradient hair, Maehara chapatsu orange-ish style, and Sugaya's grey bob?

It goes well with their characters too, and would've helped making them stand out!

Same with Ritsu! A norwegian AI moe girl is the perfect excuse for bright hair!

(while we're at it, if I could retcon another thing from the movie, it's making it so that an actual blasian actor is casted for Yoshida. But what can I do now...)

For the more broad uniform differences, I think it's a lost opportunity to not take advantage of the fact the actors have, well, a consistent costume on themselves.

Whearas in the manga format you'd need to keep track of everything by yourself and draw it over and over again.

Upper body customisations:

Okano could have had the tracksuit jacket we see her with in the extra episode, over her uniform. She would totally wear the matching sweatpants under her skirt.

It would've been fun to have Yada wear different scrunchies overtime, and wear the matching sweater! Maybe even a sleeveless one, could portray her sweet, preppy side well.

To tie in with her hair, Kurahashi too could have a nice, cute (tie-dye?) sweater! Maybe on the "fluffier" side?

Hazama could have had a simple black V neck sweater too. Maybe with a pocket on the chest that she pulls out small stuff from. IDK. Maybe a pen attached? A bookmark?

Kayano could wear tacky, pudding themed t-shirts under her blazer! For foreshadowing her link with someone, but also because it ties in with her persona...lity!

Okuda could've worn a lab-coat over her blazer, or even have it replace the blazer! Yeah, kind of on the nose, but it's a 2 hours movie set in a small set with 28 cast members.

Instead of the school-blaser, Kimura too could have worn a sports' hoodie?

There could have been a nod to various baseball stuff through Sugino wearing a specific jersey/jacket.

More! Baggy pockets cargo pants! As of canon, only Okajima, Chiba and Nagisa have them, but I believe it would fit Yoshida, maybe? Even others, I'm curious.

The state of the uniform and how it's worn could be telling too!

Someone like Takebayashi (who, apparently, is the only one to wear the vest, consisting the fullest uniform, along with Isogai!) and Kataoka have very ironed, proper uniforms, whilst Terasaka canonically wears his button-up days in a row.

Nagisa (who would have his pigtails!) also has a too-big uniform for his, showing his whole "isn't right in his skin" arc.

His canon design cuffs his pants, and he apparently had promised his mother he'd grow into it (the uniform) right?

True to her kogyaru/kogal style, Nakamura's skirt could be shorter. She did get sent to Class E partially because of breaking the dress code! (obviously, with the actress comfort taken into consideration)

I like Isogai and Maehara uniforms already, but I feel like for a live-action it needs to be exagerated a bit more.

Isogai's vest could be more visible with his blazer open, so that it differentiates him with Chiba, and also because it is a nod to his job as a waiter.

Maehara's sweater is a nice idea! I think he'd wear it a bit over-sized, and open, though. His tie is also not that tight. He also has trendy, but rather unpractical, shoes.

Maybe some hair stuff could be done too! Nothing drastic as to change totally the original character design, but maybe some headbands or hairpins?

Hara having matching looser socks (extrapolating from her design) and headbands (that could get her bangs out of the way when she does stuff) could be very cute.

Along with hair elastics on her wrist like Nagisa, ready to lend some to others!

Again, adding utility to a piece and building on its existence!

SOCKS!

Kurahashi could have cute legwarmers too.

There could be a diversity in color, length...

Kanzaki still has her iconic black tights, of course, but maybe she could have fancy shoes? Mary Janes? Something, both figuratively and literally, polished.

She could have one of those plastic black hairbands too, adding a little more visual interest to her otherwise pretty basic hair. It also is polished, and could represent the oppresive side of her family, literally weighting on top her. It also has a sort of shine and light to it, which also lines up with the whole "angel halo/madonna of the class" title.

While we're onto footwear...

Shoes! You can NOT tell me Muramatsu isn't a sneakers' fan (sneakerhead?)! (unintentionally inspired that headcanon list)

Terasaka and his middle aged dad-style slippers for the win! I love them. Pantoufles de daron, as we say in my corner of the world.

Mimura canonically has white shoes that kind of denote from others, that'd be a nice touch too. (he also could wear his "directors' style" sweater over his shoulders like in some extra content!)

He also can have his belt too! It can add visual interest, as always!

The bags could be a fun touch too. They're all the same, sure, but social butter flies or passionate souls could have a bunch of charms (or merch!) added to it.

Some could be frumpy, stained, doodled on, emboidered, or filled to the brim...

SPECIAL CASES:

An anticonformist (not that much by belief, but by absolutely not caring about living as anything less than their authentic self-expression) like Sugaya would definitely rock a skirt-over-pants style.

Or even just wear a painters' apron permanently! You don't know when you'll need to DIY some camouflage, or stain yourself any other way. The light grey would match the hair, too.

Now that I think about it, Fuwa might ditch the shoes for more average, comfy sneakers like Sugino, Kimura, and also do without the tie. It'd be a nice change to have a girl not wear it. Her socks could be easter eggs from other mangas, too?

I don't have everyone pinned down, mainly because I see them as rule-abiding students on that front (no blame on them).

Chiba, Hayami, etc. would wear their uniforms to a T, I believe, just like in canon.

Chiba is really, really glad he has the cargo pants though. His punk side could show in a couple adjustements, like ditching the blaze

Feel free to tell me your ideas! I'm just throwing my two cents here about a years-old movie. I'm always willing to learn more!

[iris-sistibly]

BAAAAAAAABES OMG!!!! EPISODE 10 IS GIVINGGGGG!!!

It's giving cuteness, it's giving love, it's giving ✨QUEEN✨ it's giving fucking satisfaction my loves!

📍Let's start off with some really funny scenes brought to you by Hong Mama, it's so freaking satisfying to see her get humbled over and over and over again! Her getting off of her high horse has been long overdue tbh, that scene when she finally got her salary after work, only for Baek Mama to deduct it for the coffee she paid for (her), God her face was priceless. Everyone say it with me, "DESERVE!" Perhaps Mama Baek can teach her a thing or two about mothering. It's about time she learns that too.

📍Papa Hong and Papa Baek having a heart-to-heart conversation over their frustrations at losing something, and almost everyone seems to turn their backs on them. Them bonding over Kdrama while having a drinking session at the same time is probably one of the most wholesome scenes in the show.

📍Mama Baek being such a loving mama to Hae-in 😭😭 even though it's clear that she loves her son, she didn't tolerate Hyun-woo's bullshit when the latter confessed about Hae-in's illness and the divorce. I hope all parents will take note of this: you don't tolerate your kids' wrongdoings, you make them own up to their mistakes and guide them in doing the right thing. That's why Hyun-woo knows how to take accountability, his mother taught him well.

📍Soo-cheol is actually growing on me. He's an immature idiot at first, but he really has a big heart. He's the one who got fooled and dumped on yet he still worries over baby Geon-u and Da-hye. Yes he was hurt, but he loves Da-hye so much that he can't even bring himself to be angry at her. He sees the goodness in her and points at the right person who caused their family to crumble. I can't wait for him to man up and fight to bring his family back.

📍Oh my beautiful BaekHong, the "divorced" couple who acts like they're still married. Hae-in acting like a typical wife who scolds her husband for getting into trouble, but still takes care of him anyway and Hyun-woo the boxing champion trembling at his angry wife 🤣.

📍I also love the fact that they finally have that much needed talk about their marriage, what went wrong, what they could have done, and Hyun-woo having no regrets at marrying Hae-in and would gladly choose her again and again. Dear Lord, where can I get myself a Baek Hyun-woo?

📍But damn Hae-in exposing Eun-seong during the press conference was the BEST!!! Dude was so sure he was gonna marry her but Hae-in isn't the queen of Queens for NOTHING. He really did underestimate her, I kid you not when I say that I literally flipped my middle finger when the camera focused on Eun-seong *clears throat* with all due respect to Park Sung-hoon, you are a great actor sir but I loathe your character. Yoon Eun-seong is the very definition of "delulu is the solulu" again, Hae-in would rather die than be with him, and since this episode is so satisfying, I'm gonna save my rant for the next episode.

📍I have always loved the dynamics of Hyun-woo and Hae-in, they may be different in a lot of things but they complement each other in so many ways. For example, when someone is trying to fuck up the other, or when one of them is in danger, there will be hell. Hyun-woo is very protective of Hae-in, he'll fight tooth and nail for her even if it means getting hurt in the process. This man will fight for her to the death. Hae-in on the other hand is the type of person who would rather take all the pain to herself than seeing her loved ones suffer. She will never stand back when it comes to Hyun-woo, and when someone tries to fuck him up, she'll go above and beyond to save him, and she'll give you hell if you mess with her husband. Since the beginning they have always fought for each other, but in the next coming episodes I hope they'll learn to fight together because seriously, they are such a power couple.

📍Hae-in still calls Hyun-woo her husband 🥹🥹

📍Shout out to Grace for not being too stupid, you have chosen the right team to help ma'am. And Da-hye...girl, come back already.

[sickofthistoxicshit]

Totally with you on the Tommy-thing. Fandom makes me dislike him so I am not reading things about him any longer. This entire storyline is good for representation, yeah but so fsr not really showcasing a good relationship. Tommy let Buck stand there because he was fed up but he knew Buck is new to this. What did he expect?

And yeah, Lou is a totally different story there. I like sseing his view on things.

Btw do you think JHL will get as much flack for following the transphobe on IG now as Ryan did a while ago? Guess not huh?

I have resorted to blocking all bucktommy groupies, they make me dislike the fandom experience.

I have no beef with the actors, I love all of them, my problems are ever with the writers and showrunners that handles themselves in a very idiotic way when it comes to Buck and Eddie.

It's like they only know how to develop characters that are in established relationships or how to develop a character within a relationship only, and even that they do poorly because they haven't even decided after 7 SEASONS where they want the boys to end.

And by the way, since the only way they know is how to develop the characters only inside a relationship is also why Buck and Eddie are so intertwined, because if you notice, they are only growing when they are written together! The writers wrote themselves into this corner.

Anyone watching other shows knows that best friends are not written that way, that they have their own individual stories and they come together for a good beer hangout or heart to heart, or relationship advices or rooming together (Casey and Severide) because their roommate and best friend died (Severide and Shay) or their house burned down chasing a story with the reporter LI (Casey and I can't remember her name atm but she was good for him).

There are so many ways to write best friends without them being mistaken for endgame, but that is not what is happening in 911 and Oliver confirmed it himself, neither Eddie nor Buck are written in a straight manner and the actors know that, the question is, will the showrunners catch up eventually?

Lou is awesome, I like him, I like him in any show I 've seen him, lately that was SWAT. He's a good actor and seems like he's fun to be around, in a way, they kind brought Ryan/Eddie 2.0 to the cast, I find it very amusing lol.

LOL no, Ryan has been controversial even before Chrysti-Ann brought him down with her, he's poc, he's not Oliver, he speaks his mind and he doesn't cater to stupid and demanding hetero-normative showrunners. How dare he? lol

People were #TeamEvan even before #buddie came into our lives, Lou being added is the perfect excuse to tarnish Eddie so they can put him out of the picture - the haters of course - it's pretty clear that Tim is very fond of him.

And Murphy brought him in without an audition because he knows how good of an actor he really is.

JLH, like Oliver, is a fan favorite, and a beautiful fun white woman, no way would she get any blowback as Ryan. Toxicity in this fandom brings about a lot of hypocritical aspects, but that is a lot of reflection of the lives we live today outside of the fandom.

All we can do is curate our dashes and filters and make for a fun and safe environment to enjoy our time in.

[sideprince]

for the snape asks: 1, 12 and 14 please :)

Your favorite thing about Snape?

He gives no fucks and yet also cares so SO deeply.

He doesn't care what people think of him. He has a wonderful tenacity that comes from standing up for himself and not being intimidated by how others perceive him. We see it on the Hogwarts Express when he meets James and Sirius, we see it in the way he fights back again and again when they bully him, and we see it in him as a teacher. He doesn't care if people don't like him, because he's certain in his perceptions and perspectives. He doesn't care what the students think of him, or what Fudge thinks of him as he shows him his Dark Mark, or even what someone like Umbridge thinks. He can't help but be snarky because however full of self-loathing he might be, he also knows that he's the smartest person in the room and ran out of patience for everyone else's bullshit a long time ago.

At the same time, he is so deeply invested in serving Lily's memory and protecting her son, and as he grows as a person he comes to care so much for saving any lives he can, that his dedication ultimately costs him his life. As he works towards that moment, knowing it's on the horizon, his lack of needing to be liked by anyone serves him every step of the way. Chef's kiss.

12. While on the topic of Movie Snape, what’s your favorite Snape-shot from the films?

Brilliant. Best moment in the entire film series, without a doubt. Not one word of dialogue, yet it says so much. This is why Rickman was right for the role, in my opinion. He was incredible with physical work, and Snape, being a terse, serious, closed off character needed to be portrayed by an actor who knew how to speak through their eyes and movements.

The way he lowers his wand to signal he means no harm to Harry and isn't threatening him. The way his eyes convey a trust in Harry while also asking him to trust him in kind. The certainty in his hand as he puts his finger to his lips to convey that he knows something Harry doesn't. The look on his whole face, that says, we're not teacher and student right now, we're both here to serve the same greater purpose and we both know what's at stake. It starts with these these two characters who have a history of not trusting or respecting each other raising their wands to each other, and ends with him having Harry's trust and being in control, all in the span of three seconds. It shifts the dynamic between these two characters entirely. It’s the most connected and intimate these two are in the entire film series.

Snape's motivation is that he knows the moment he's dreaded has come, that he has to kill Dumbledore now, and he also knows that he needs to keep Harry quiet and below the action of the scene to protect him. Even though seconds later he will kill Dumbledore, in this moment Rickman is able sell the audience on the idea that this character has Harry's trust, serving both the goal of the moment between these two characters, and of the story itself because having that trust gives him something to subvert and raise the stakes in the drama of the moment that follows immediately after. There's an incredible amount of storytelling packed into three seconds here, and it's all character work. It's not the dialogue, and it's not the direction, it's pure physicality and decades of acting training and movement work culminating in a moment that looks deceptively simple and is beautifully, profoundly effective.

14. Favorite Snape line/moment? (books or movies!)

I love the moments where he lets the control over his facade slip for a moment and gives away who he really is, like when he's in the middle of an Occlumency lesson with Harry and hears a scream upstairs and immediately runs off without locking his office or telling Harry to get out. Or like when he runs upstairs from the dungeons in his night shirt in the middle of the night because he hears the opened TriWizard egg screeching and doesn't know what it is, just that it sounds like wailing. He forgets his own vulnerability, running out in a nightshirt that would, no doubt, make him look silly in front of colleagues or rogue students, and definitely doesn't help when he's confronted with Moody who already has him on the back foot Not to mention that the castle is described as cold and the man doesn't even think to throw on a dressing gown, he's just off like a bullet because someone might be in danger. I love seeing this character who's controlled, meticulous, who thinks first and then speaks, who observes more than he reveals, who's set up as a foil and is villainized by the protagonist of the narrative, drop everything because he thinks someone is threatened. Love a good chink in the armor.

I also love his first scene in the PS film. Dramatic. Ruthless. Establishes exactly who this guy is and his zero tolerance policy on bullshit. Irrevocably changes the vibe in the room when he walks in. Threateningly charismatic. Love to see it.

[sixpennydame]

hello Sailor my love! for the smutty challenge, how about a levi prompt with #12? 😉

Flo, my love! I got a little carried away with this one, haha. Hope you enjoy.

Posing in Bondage

Artist!Levi x Fem!Muse

12. Keep your eyes on me

C/W: bondage, sub/dom dynamics, nsfw, minors do not interact!

The first time Levi met you he knew right then he had to draw you.

A woman of wealth and status but seeming anything but, you were free and outspoken. Your hair was wild and eyes even wilder, as if this physical world wasn’t enough to tame you. You’re whole essence was a dare, and he had to capture that on canvas.

He half expected you to turn down his offer; he was a penniless artist just starting out, and you seemed to know every important intellectual, artist, and actor personally. So when you showed up at his small studio one stormy afternoon, he almost didn’t know what to do.

But then he saw the storm outside reflected in your defiant eyes, and inspiration struck.

“I’d like to tie you up,” he says, searching for some rope in a corner. “And take your clothes off.”

Your eyebrow raises in interest, then a smile forms and you begin to unbutton your blouse. Lace and silk fall to the ground as you shed the layers of your clothing. 

Levi wastes no time throwing the rope over the exposed ceiling rafters. You stand before him; even in your nakedness there's not a hint of shame or modesty in your composure.

Levi guides you to get on your knees and to raise your arms above your head before tying the rope around your wrists, pulling the rope taut and tying the end to a piece of furniture. "Is that ok? I don't want to hurt you."

"I won't break," you answer, your breath hitching as Levi pulls on the rope.

He moves to his easel and begins to sketch. His eyes move over your body: the rope just tight enough to make the muscles of your arms and shoulders stretch. There are no straight lines on you, only curved line upon curved line, and the softness of your body underlies the fire in your eyes.

Levi feels a heat growing inside him as he continues to move his pencil across the paper. One, because he just can't seem to replicate the passion that emanates from you; and two, because with each passing minute, he wants you more and more.

"I did my homework on you, Levi Ackerman," you finally say, after a long silence. "You typically do controversial works, but haven't used models in the past." She shifts her torso and the ropes creaks. "So why did you ask me?"

Levi looks up from his canvas. "I don't know. I guess there's just something about you."

"Something about me that would make you want me to strip naked and be tied up? I hope this is more than just some cheap erotic piece." You were challenging him.

Now the heat inside him was mixing with frustration. "You seemed perfectly fine taking your clothes off when I asked you to. You do that often when asked?"

"Yes, when the mood hits me," you reply plainly. "I've been drawn by many artists, in many different...positions."

You open your legs slightly, displaying yourself to him. "But none of them have looked at me like you're looking at me right now."

As if put under a spell, Levi puts down his pencil and walks toward you. He falls to his knees, but when you lean forward to kiss him, he moves his head back.

"We shouldn't..." he says weakly. You're from a different world, a world where he will only ever be a spectator. To desire you is wrong and dangerous. But he knows - he's already lost to you.

"According to who? WE make the rules."

Hearing that, it’s Levi who makes the next move. His hand wraps behind your neck and he pulls you in to kiss you. The rope tugs at your wrists and you breath in sharply, but he continues to pull you in closer. Although he knows you’re offering yourself to him, the fact that the ropes keep you powerless makes his cock hard.

He grabs at your breasts while he kisses you passionately. Lust builds inside him as his hand finally moves down to your clit, your sex already wet and dripping down your thighs.

You smile between kisses and your moans are the answer to any other doubts Levi might have had in his mind. He circles your clit, which receives an instant response, as your body begins to move, begging for more. He replies by sliding a finger inside you.

Even now, your eyes are defiant, as if he is beneath you. When your eyes close, he's sure you're thinking about someone else, of being somewhere else. And he can't have that.

"No no, keep your eyes on me," he commands as his finger moves lithely, in and out of you, "I want you to watch me as I ruin you."

“Gladly,” you straddle his leg and grind against him as he rubs your clit. “But I need more than this.”

He stands up to unbuckle his pants and take off his clothes. “Is that right? Such a greedy girl.” The rope slacks as Levi pulls it down from the rafters. “I’ll give you what you want.”

He lays you down on your back, his hands suddenly gentle as he caresses your body. He pushes your knees to your chest, then takes the remaining rope, tying your right elbow to your knee and your wrist to your ankle, and repeating on the other side. You’re spread out before him, your breasts and pussy on full display and completely bound, but your eyes are still so wild and untamed; he dives between your legs and licks the folds of your pussy, switching between long strokes and short flicks. You moan for more, more, more - you’re insatiable and he’s never felt so turned on in his life.

He grabs his rock hard cock and runs it over your clit.

“Levi…I want you inside me…to fuck me..” you coo.

“Oh? You want this cock?” he’s glistening with your juices as he teases you, just sticking in the head, “tell me how badly you want it.”

“I want…I need you to fill me up..please…”

He thrusts inside you and both of you moan. You’re tight at first, but your walls quickly stretch to his girth. He knows that he’s in complete control as he slowly moves in and out.

Your arms and legs pull against the bondages, wanting to touch him, to pull him close, but all you can do is take his cock, again and again. Curses spew from your mouth. “Fuck - fuck me harder,” you beg, to which Levi obliges, snapping his hips against you.

You come around his cock and Levi feels your insides spasm, but he’s relentless. He’s desperate to tame you - to bend you to his will.

He pinches your perked nipples as his thrusts get harder, deeper. You’re begging him to slow down, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Your second climax and the moans coming from your mouth push him over the edge. He pulls out to have his cum spill onto your stomach.

He looks down at you and deep into your eyes, blissed out and pupils dilated. You fall into his arms when he unties you.

You may have been the one in ropes but Levi is the one who’s ensnared by you. And when you come back to his studio the following week, eyes full of yearning, you’ll do it all again.

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[hermespie]

Prompt: Kokichi felt dumbfounded, care for myself? This robot just knew him for what, weeks? Not even in months, and is now teaching him to care for himself?

Pairings: k1B0 X Kokichi ouma

A/N: I just wrote this for funsies again, cause I really love kiibouma and I just can't stop writing for them. Angst or not🤭 please do enjoy tho!

" That's right, I'm the mastermind! "

This should do it.

This should do it right?

He stood in front of everyone, the grin in his face stays while everyone else frown in despair.

The truth that all of them had been waiting for was right in front of their eyes. The moment of silence where everyone tried to take in what he just said made him more excited. Just how he anticipated.

Proud of himself, he continued blabbering on how he had planned all of this from the very beginning,taking small glimpse of the crowd, trying to find any small details of clues the real mastermind might be giving.

They might've never thought this would ever gonna happen, the look on their face must be priceless. He thought to himself.

His vision shifts from one to the other, but it stayed on a certain someone.

The metallic body stood still, expression full of doubt and confusion, it's like he's trying to convince himself that this isn't happening. Maybe about the truth of the world outside of the killing game they hoped to escape to has actually been a disaster for decades. Or maybe about the truth of the mastermind that ouma unfolded itself.

It couldn't be the latter, ouma thought to himself. Shrugging his shoulders as he quickly shift his vision towards the others.

It's not like that robo-boy actually felt betrayed by him. He never promised anything from the beginning.

But why is there an annoying pit starting to grow inside of him?

Why does his heart aches while looking at that robot's face of disbelief?

Why does he feel like explaining everything to him and making him believe that this isn't who he is, and all of this is just a skit to save all of them?

Stop.

Ouma calmed himself down immediately. This skit is inevitable. It's what he needs to do to end this boring killing game. He's an actor in this lowly game and the show must go on.

And just when everyone is done with his BS speech, he left.

This should do it. Now the killing game is over because no one would have any motive for attempting murder anymore. Now that's out of our concern, the mastermind should've shown some signs by now-

"Ouma!"

A familiar voice interrupted kokichi's rail of thoughts as the voice called onto him abruptly.

It wasn't hard to recognise that voice when you've already heard from it for such a long time.

Kokichi simply stopped walking and stood still, with both of his hands hugging at the back of his head.

"what's the matter kii-boy? Don't tell me you didn't get what I meant earlier."

He turned around and locked eyes with that metallic figure standing in front of him, putting up a grin on his face, continuing the show.

"I'm the mastermind! And you know what you shouldn't do , now that you know whose the mastermind? Interact with them!"

He left that comment down and turned his head away, ready to continue advancing forward until kiibo sped up his motion, catching up to him, stopping him from doing so.

"Ouma. You're not the mastermind."

Funny.

"And what makes you think that?"

His tone turned a bit serious but was quickly shifted away when he put on his evil grin back.

"Could you please just look at me seriously for once?!"

Kiibo raised his voice, which is something unusual he would do. It frightened kokichi for a bit but intrigue wins over nevertheless. Kokichi's expression was immediately shifted back before kiibo could notice his surprised look. He doesn't want to surrender in this game of truth.

"I.. I really don't know why you're convincing everyone to think you're the mastermind. But knowing you, I'm sure you have your reasons. But do you ever think of the consequences that will lead to you if you do this?"

"Why-"

'Why do you care' was what kokichi was about to say but kiibo couldn't bother to let kokichi finish another one of his acts, one of his lies.

"Everyone would despise you! And even if in the end when the real mastermind reveals their identity, they wouldn't bother to apologise or to make amends for hurting you!"

So that's what he's worried about? About him being hated by the others? That's just funny honestly, cause kokichi really don't mind any of this at all.

Kokichi felt like laughing out loud, his grin grows even wider, almost letting out his laughter.

"Why can't you care for yourself more?!"

kiibo's robo-arms heavily rested onto his shoulders as he grips them tightly, slightly shaking kokichi, as if that could throw some sense in him.

Kokichi felt dumbfounded, care for myself? This robot just knew him for what, weeks? Not even in months, and is now teaching him to care for himself?

"You said that as if you meant that you care about me. Well, that's just funny! Seriously kii-boy, What do you even know about me?"

Kiibo was taken aback by his sudden commentary but quickly gained back his position.

"I don't need to know who you are to care for you."

"True, but we're in a killing game kii-boy. You can't apply that excuse in this situation"

"I-"

"Face it kii-boy. I don't know why you're out here yapping your points at me, but this is the truth and it will remain this way. "

He pushed kiibo's hands away from his shoulder and it lands back to the sides of his torso airily.

" I'm grateful that you tried to believe in me though! Too bad I'm not that much of a sweetheart you think I am ! Too-da-loo—!"

Kokichi said in a carefree tone as he quickly left the area, leaving kiibo alone, standings till at where he was before his vision left him.

God damn it..

Anger slowly started rising inside of him as he walked back to his dorm room. The way that robot looks at him, full of concern and.. care just plays with his temper.

I don't need to know who you are to care for you.

He groaned as kiibo's voice started flowing into his mind. Why? Why did he say that? Why did it actually feel like he cared for him?

He shouldn't be. Anyone shouldn't be.

He shut the dorm room harshly and immediately melted, leaning on the door.

Why is this so hard?

He hugged both of his knees, planting his face under, trying to get his mind out of anything about that conversation.

His hand slowly shifted towards his shoulders, the warmth of kiibo's hand was long gone. But somehow he could still feel the warm fuzzy feeling in his heart.

"That's disgusting"

Gripping onto his shoulder tightly, he pouted out words for no one to listen except himself.

Though he knows how much of a lie that was.

[blackbutlerfandomnerddomain]

Christmas Asks-

🛍️ = Grell and Madam Red

Platonic or romantic, either is fine!

Can do @vvyvernicus!!

"I don't think Anne would like something so flashy..."

It's December, the time of the year where the air is colder and smells like holly and gingerbread (if you're in the right place), the city is twinkling in Christmas cheer and small patches of ice and snow. This is also the time of month where people are doing their last minute Christmas shopping just like now.

Grelle Sutcliff, actress, icon for the LGBT community, and owner of Paint It Red the femme fetal inspired makeup brand she sells via social media and her own online shop, is standing outside a jewelry window staring at a beautiful diamond necklace on display in the most well off street in the city full of luxury stores and photo-perfect cafes and penthouse restaurants. Her green eyes roll as she sighs, "Ronnie, what do I do?" She look to the blond who holds a pretty pink bag that for sure holds something cute and fancy for his adorable red haired girlfriend and a black bag for his adorable serious boyfriend.

Ronald thinks. "Well, why wouldn't she like it? It seems on her brand. Plus they have a ruby one, so you can fit the red theme." He suggested. The man looks confused as Grelle groans loud a louder sigh and starts walking away, he follows her quickly. "This is our first Christmas together with both of us in good relationships. The first gift I give her has to be perfect! But if I give her something so flashy I might end up reminding her of her ex and I can't risk losing her." She rants, not slowing down for her friend.

As she said, this is the first relationship they have where it's rarely toxic. They met on set years ago where Grelle was auditioning for the the role of the fun and mysterious socialite Madam Red, a nickname her girlfriend gets called still to this day, in the hit show Black Butler. They became fast friends and got along well on and off set, even joking how their characters were clearly in love with each other often. During the run of Madam Red's role she was dating and even engaged to a fellow actor playing Lord Harold West Jeb in the show and Grelle was dating her co-star Sebastian Michaelis, but the two grew closer by the minute with Madam Red even moving into Grelle's apartment and helping her career as a manager of sorts. But as the show progress into the second season, Madam Red's and Jeb's relationship fiddled in a burning fire after he was caught cheating with the young influencer actress Mina. And by the beginning of season three Grelle's and Sebastian's relationship ended after Grelle's worry of how serious they are. But, recently, the girls have been growing much closer and are now a couple just like they jokingly predicted their characters years ago.

The snow crunch under red heels and leather brown shoes as the pair walk side by side. Sharp green eyes glance around at the shops in eager determination. Ronald picked up his step to try and keep up with his friend, "Well, I'm sure she'll love anything you give her! I mean you two are literally the same soul and mind." Grelle sighs in response, worry still lingering in her vocal chords, I know Ronnie, I'm just worried and stressed. How do you manage to know what to buy for your partners?" Ronald smiles sheepishly, his cheeks a happy honey glow, he speaks in a calming and smitten tone, "I just know. They don't really like gifts anyways so it's kind of easy."

Right as her friend said that, Grelle look at a shop window at a crimson red rose gown with lace and flow to it. It was a perfect mix of elegance and fun just like Red. She smiles brightly as she rushes to the window, watching in almost perfect time as the worker of the shop place a ruby and gold earring and necklace set beside the mannequin wearing the dress. She imagines her beloved at a party wearing the gown and jewelry with a joyous smile, her heart swells imagining the way her red lipstick covered lips stretching in a blissful smile.

"It's perfect."

[serial-serializednovelreader]

okay for the character ask game I couldn’t decide on characters or numbers, so I just threw some random characters and numbers together, and you can decide which apply the most to what character. Whatever you like!

SQ, Jeffers, Garrison, Nicholas, Kate, and Rhonda

1, 2, 5, 7, 8, 9, 10, 13, 15, 16, 18, 20

What do you like or dislike about this character?

SQ - in the show, I like his introspection and that they fleshed him out to not just be Curtain's adopted son who loves art and is under his control (in both a good and bad way). My only issue is that he's not in season 2, we were robbed!! As for the books, I like that what starts out as comic relief ends up being a horrifying realization that this poor teenager is brainswept so much that he can't remember what he's saying. What I dislike is that we never get to see him grow beyond that. Yes, we see him choose kindness (which is great btw) over Curtain, but I wish we had actually gotten to see him in Riddle of Ages besides a quick mention.

Jeffers - I love that he gets to be goofy. Sure the Ten Men in the books were scary, but they let him just be whacky! And why not? I love characters that get to goof around and be silly, especially if they're not supposed to. Plus, you can tell the actor playing him is having a blast and that's how you know a character is well-done. I just wish he had been in season 1, but I'm glad you put him in S.O.S. so I can enjoy him there, Bods!

Garrison - I like that this character exists, first of all. I know book Curtain is the type to want to keep the science secrets to himself, but show Curtain needs a science person to delegate Whisperer stuff to. After all, when would he have time to do this?

(did I want an excuse to put this GIF in again? Yes, yes I did. It was too funny to resist.)

But seriously, I also love that while she does bend to Curtain, she does try to stand up to him in her own way. There's a complicated dynamic there (made more complicated by reading @nobodysdaydreams S.O.S. AU fanfic, which you should read if you haven't yet because OH BOY does it change things about Garrison for you) and it's so interesting to analyze. Also, she's just a little bit quirky and I love her for that.

Nicholas - in the show, I love that they gave him issues!!!! They made him anxious and the way Tony Hale makes his posture more stooped is *chef's kiss* lovely. His "excuse me - *cut to loud screaming montage*" is TOO RELATABLE. I think they were so right for that. Also, making him more directly responsible for Curtain's downfall was a great choice (though I don't actually blame him because he was a literal child it wasn't his fault; if anything, I blame the adoptive parents for separating twins and just not coming back for the other that's so messed up??? Who does that?????). The only thing I dislike was that they basically cut down his narcoleptic attacks to nearly nothing by the second season, almost like they didn't exist. Like, y'all, come on, don't do that!

As for the books, I love his wisdom, compassion and how he always makes time for the children. He always seems to know what they're thinking and is able to encourage them in their darkest hour. Although, I have a love/hate relationship with how they cured his narcolepsy in TPD because on one hand, I hate the "curing disability narrative", but on the other he actively hated it and wanted it gone (plus he had to suppress his emotions so much because of it) that I can't really blame him for wanting it gone...hard to know how to feel on that one!

Kate - KATE MY BELOVED!!! Again, I love everything about her. For show Kate, I love how fast-paced she is. It always makes me laugh when she says something like, "Tower. Scale it. Now!!!" It's so funny to me. Emmy did an amazing job bringing that aspect to life. Show Kate is also rougher around the edges -- I don't hate it because it's more realistic...it's just sad. :(

As for book Kate, I like that she brute forces her way to solutions. Oh she doesn't understand this maze? Guess she's running through the vents. I always admired her agility (and wished I could be that cool!!). I also like that she had to grapple with the dark urge of violence because it makes sense, she's the muscle of the team, why shouldn't she end the bad guys once and for all? A dark theme, sure, but I'm glad TLS didn't hold back on it.

Rhonda - Show Rhonda is so cool because she's so good at mediating within the group and I love that she also tries to fight in her own way against Curtain outside of their work with the society. We love to see some small acts of activism!!! No notes, amazing character.

For book Rhonda, I love how caring she is. She just always finds a way to show the group in big and small ways that she cares about them. I feel like if anyone is neurotypical in that group, it's her, and for once I mean that in a good way (let's be real, someone probably needs to be to remember things and help with social cues) /j. I wish we got to see more of her!

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

Nicholas - in the books, that he learned ASL for Violet in his prequel book! I took 3 ASL classes and while it shouldn't be a big deal for a hearing person to learn sign language for a Deaf person, many times they won't. I love that he automatically accommodated her needs, rather than trying to make her accommodate him. As for the show, the screaming scene comes to mind, but I like that he reads aloud to his friends, I think it's sweet :)

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Garrison - Giants by Imagine Dragons

Soooo again I had to manually pick this song since I don't really think of MBS characters + music together (which is weird of my brain to do, but whatever!). The reason I picked this song is because it's about addiction and someone reflecting on what they've become because of it. I think it especially applies to your S.O.S headcanon of Garrison and how she is in season 2. Wish I had a happier answer. :(

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

Jeffers - that y'all gaslit me into thinking his name was Jeepers (s/o to @mvshortcut for reassuring me I was right) and that we have Secure the Perimeter Saturday. I think it's beautiful. 😍 ❤️

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

Rhonda - I haven't seen anything I truly despise, but it definitely irks me when she gets forgotten (or whitewashed, I was worried the show was going to do that). She's such an interesting character and deserves to be included as much as possible!!!!!! Again, it's nothing I've actually seen, but if I had to pick.

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

Rhonda - yes, I think so! She'd get the worst end of the bargain dealing with my eccentricities, but I honestly think we could make it work. I'd do my best to try to make things easier for her living with me lol.

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

Kate - 🪣 ...sorry, I had to!

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

Kate x Reynie - Sorry not sorry, I've always been a Kaynie girlie!!!! I enjoy that TMBS didn't dive into romance at all because it's good to get a break from that. Unfortunately, I'm a hopeless romantic and, at least in the books, I saw potential for something to grow when they got older (like when Reynie gets electrocuted by Curtain in TPD and Kate holds his hand while crying...that scene BROKE ME 😭 😭 😭 ).

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

Garrison x Curtain - idk if anyone actually ships this (I haven't seen it, I'm just adding it to the mix for consideration), but the thought of this makes me want to barf. Just....nah.

18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?

Nicholas - I've always admired his relationship with Milligan. If you're able to gain the loyalty and friendship of someone who's lost all of their memories, you're doing something right. :) I know Nicholas is always going to feel responsible for Curtain's misdeeds, and by extension, Milligan's memory loss (in both the books and show since Curtain is his brother and Nicholas is too much of an empath to not feel some kind of guilt), but I truly admire how he treats Milligan as someone to be taken seriously and who he wants to help.

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

Jeffers - I don't know if this crossover is allowed, but can you imagine if Moocho Brazos and Jeffers became friends outside of Curtain's influence? I don't know, I just feel like they would be besties and potentially great together in a fight. Moocho would totally break out some cool helicopter fighting moves and Jeffers would do...something?

I hope you enjoy these answers. This was super fun, Bods!!

[dapperbasil]

Fangfest Day 14

Well, I didn't intend to do anything for the vtm tarot because of burnout but since @anarchswild did the lovely Thomas Slater for the Death arcana, it's only fitting to post a snippet from his final nights. Yes a few of you might be familiar with this.

Presenting, the inner thoughts of a Malkavian proxy Prince, to whom the world is a show and he is the star. Sparkle on, you funky little Malk.

My eyes open as day turns to dusk and finally to night, and there’s no time to waste. The next episode of “The Thomas Slater Show” is due to air in two hours, as much as I would like to get back in bed and sleep. The cameras aren’t rolling yet, a blessing in disguise. I love the attention, the applause, the ratings. But I’m so tired of it, all of it. My eyes take extra long to adjust, take in the room around me. That was one of the things the producers couldn’t fix, that and the damnable leg injury I took as a stupid teenager. I was dumb then, thinking I could be an athlete, a star. I guess I got that wish in a different sense, but you can only take stardom for so long.

This new haven is cold and foreboding, unlike my home in NYC. The city is quiet and calm, and it would be a relief if I wasn't in charge of the whole damn thing. This season's ratings have been low overall, and it does wear down on me. My heart's not in it and I think the producers are starting to notice. They sent down a rep, my sheriff. He says he's just here to keep an eye on me, to make sure the producers see what they want to see. Am I supposed to feel safe with that?

What am I even the prince of anyway? They said they're doing a trial run, and didn't want to send too many actors to the new stage, but there's so few of us. I don't think we stand a chance so close to the border. These thoughts begin to fade from my mind as I pull on a purple and red tie-dye blazer and head downstairs to start a pot of coffee. I can't drink the stuff anymore but Alex… it's the only way he'll feed.

For now, he's all that I live for. I messed up and I keep messing up. I messed up with Apollo and now I've messed up with Alex. I shouldn't have embraced even one, but now I've got two childer. Apollo hates me, that much is clear to me, given how our last few chats went. Maybe I won't make the same mistakes with Alex. Call me an empty nester if you must, when I was a kine I wanted to have a family and I guess I never grew out of it.

Alex knocks on the door frame when he comes into the kitchen, his way of getting my attention. I haven't heard him speak once since his embrace, I can only assume it must be part of his derangement. From what I can tell of his derangement, he takes after me in the worst of ways. Well, maybe not the worst. He's still bright and cheerful, smiling as wide as the day I offered a bright young film student an internship. He doesn't even seem to mind not understanding a word I say. We do talk of course, in different ways. Sign language wasn't too difficult for me to pick up, and the critics loved it. He can read lips well enough, and even though I can't, we still communicate fine.

I pour him a cup of coffee as he goes over what's scheduled for tonight. We look over the itinerary together as he sips the coffee deliberately spiked with blood. He still doesn't quite get it, even after all these months. He doesn't understand why he gets so angry once in a while, doesn't understand that he's not keeping food down because his body can't anymore. Blood is all that nourishes him, and I have to slip it into him where I can. Even when the lights overtake me and I have to put on a show, during commercials I make sure he's taken care of.

I'm careful with how much I tell him. I don't want him to grow like Apollo, to hate me yet. Not until he can stand on his own, or has friends to help him like I do. Maybe I'll get him a ghoul, someone who can help him when I'm not there any longer to do so. I don't have much longer.

Those golden eyes haunt me, the eyes of my own childe. Was embracing him a mistake? Perhaps but I was foolish thinking I could change things, I’m not even sure why I did it anymore. If anything I brought my doom closer at hand. I don't really even mind anymore, as I've grown tired from my years of performing. The nightmares have become more frequent as of late, being forced to my knees as an ominous voice speaks over me and Apollo looks down at me with hatred dripping from his eyes. The golden sparkle in his eyes is gone, dimmed and tired. I don't know what he's been through, but I know this is the face of the man who's going to be my death one day.

Hurry Apollo, but don't come too quickly. Not until Alex can stand on his own. For now we exit the haven as the stage lights begin to shine. The curtain will soon rise and all that will matter is the audience. Another night I hope to not see a golden sparkle staring back at me and I face it not with anticipation, but with a tired sigh. The producers will have their show, and soon, maybe not soon enough, their series finale.

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I refuse to believe an episode as big as the 100th would be solely dedicated to one character. The showrunners and writers knew this episode was coming up and they have been working on it for a long time. As long as I have been watching shows that made it to this point, they are usually a celebration of the ensemble in some way whether it is a joyous occasion or an epic drama scenario. It also confounds me to see and read all these anonymous fans, coming up with these ideas of Buck suddenly switching to some other dude because this original crew member came back for an instant to help Hen and the others find their captain and his wife. Could it be that he simply wants to do a solid for the 118 because he was once part of the 118 and Bobby was his captain, who believed in him and helped him be a better fire fighter?

And going after the actor playing a character you feel has been overused (and he may be), and making it feel like it's his fault is low. I have no idea why so much is taken out on him when all he wants to do his show his excitement in the work he and his fellow actors have done. So you're not a fan of his character, fine. Don't attack him. Bring up your issues with the writers and showrunners. As someone who loves this show and has a favorite character (Eddie), when I don't see a lot of him I don't go to the other actors' ig pages, dm them and start saying how I can't stand seeing them again and again each week. Who does that? I'll say it, spoiled and selfish individuals with no regard for other people's privacy. Social media has made it so that people feel entitled to the actors or musicians' lives and judge them or be buddy buddy with them. And the moment reality hits that they are not real besties and they don't know you from Adam, they get upset and feel the desire to trash them and bring them down. So they make it their mission every time that actor's character is shown, they start saying it's going to be a shit show because said character is back again, and it's just a still or a two second shot in a trailer.

Yes, I feel let down by some of the writing choices. Yes, I am a buddie fan, and yes, I can understand fans who are not buddie fans or Buck fans in general. You have a right to express your frustration and critique a performance or story plot. That does not mean to hunt down the person playing a part. Grumble about it here, or with your friends irl, and when reporters ask for questions, express your concerns through them so they can let them know professionally. Leave the actors alone. I consider it a gift that he wants to connect with us because Oliver is also a fan. He gushes over special scenes just like we do. Despite ndas and a loyalty to the show, you can see when he gets frustrated too. So in conclusion, just keep some boundaries and to the other 'fans', grow up.

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The Bewitching Lana Lang

Lana Lang's Virtues/Basic Character Summary:

Lana Lang is the stunningly bewitching young woman who was Clark Kent's neighbor and first love interest. She was in Smallville from Season 1 to Season 7. Orphaned at the young age of five, Lana Lang grew up under the care of her loving Aunt Nell.

When we are first introduced to her, it's at Smallville High on the first day of school 12 years after a devasting meteor shower that changed Smallville forever. She is a bewitching teenage girl who has captured the eye and heart of Clark Kent. We get to know her as Clark gets to know her, slowly. We learn that she is still haunted by her parents' horrific death, and struggles to find herself and her place in the world, whether it be in Smallville or somewhere else in the world. She is kind, compassionate, driven, intelligent, and beautiful.

Her vulnerability and insecurity are at the forefront when she becomes aware that there is more to Clark than meets the eye and that he's keeping something from her. Before this she learned that her mother wasn't as stoic as she was led to believe, resulting in her questioning everyone around her. We see her nearly become undone but her incessant need to know the complete truth from everyone around her. Which results in fractures in her relationships with her remaining family and friends, especially Clark.

She becomes nearly consumed with the visceral need to know what Clark is holding so close to his chest. This obsession narrows her vision and slowly makes her lose sight of what is more important, than any secret that Clark has. She loses sight of herself and her pure love and connection with Clark because not knowing his secret is tearing her apart. As the seasons go on we see Lana lose herself time and time again. Whether it be with a disillusioned relationship with Lex, drugs, the possession of a witch ancestor, or just her angry irrational belief that Clark's secret can't possibly be that personal can it?

She slowly starts to find herself when she finds a way to get Clark to show her his secret without him knowing it, which is kind of troubling and a bit selfish. The good news is that she comes back to her senses and grows up a bit. However, she's still struggling to find herself and her place in the world. This is something she continues to navigate throughout her remaining time on the show. She does get stronger less vulnerable and/or less insecure.

However she still has her flaws as a character and this is not the Actor's fault, she did the best she could with her character. The biggest issue with Lana's character development has to do with the different writers on Smallville. The original Writers of Smallville wrote Lana as strong, independent, clever, and multi-faceted. However, when they handed over the reins to new writers around season 5 or 6, the writing quality surrounding Lana's character suffered along with the writing of other characters around her such as Clark, Chloe, and Lex.

Lana Lang's Flaws:

Lana Lang is a very flawed character. She starts out as this orphaned girl who trusts people too much, doesn't stand up for herself, and tends to assume the worst, especially when it comes to Clark, before finding out the truth and without taking the time to properly and rationally assess her situation. Is it hard to believe that any boy Lana encounters may have some meteor infection? I mean she lives in Smallville, the meteor-affected capital of the world. So, why does she consistently forget to be wary of the intentions of those boys she's NEVER, and I repeat, NEVER even spoken to until after the meteor shower that killed her parents?

Lana Lang makes no sense sometimes. For example, in Season 4 Episode 6 "Transference" Lang Lana had CLEAR and undeniable proof in Clark Kent's behavior alone to know at some level that Clark was NOT being himself. Look, I get she doesn't know his secret, however, that is NO EXCUSE to not know Clark's NORMAL, albeit a bit sketchy at times, behavior. Does she really think that Martha and Jonathan Kent, the sweetest, kindest, and most compassionate people in Smallville would raise a son to be a completely selfish, callous, dick? I mean, come on Lana, you know Clark well enough to know that it wasn't Clark Kent who came to school that day or who said those things to you, which, if we are being honest, are sort of true.

I mean Lionel Luthor, in Clark's body points out to Lana that SHE'S being wishy-washy and not properly communicating with Clark. Yes, Lionel said it in a harsh, insulting way ( you know in a way that it's completely obvious that it's not Clark because he's not that much of a dick), however, that doesn't mean it wasn't on some level true. That said there are other instances where Lana isn't the best acquaintance, friend, or ally.

Another example is Lana Lang pretty much trying desperately to bulldoze Clark's PERSONAL secret out of him when he's clearly not ready to or comfortable enough to tell her his secret. This leads Lana to trick Chloe into getting a "present" for Lex Luthor (who she was going to marry mind you) that she "left" in the wine cooler only to lock her in so that Chloe (who by this time knows Clark's secret) has to call Clark to come and free her. When Clark does, without the knowledge that Lana set the whole thing up just so she, (Lana) can finally figure out his PERSONAL secret.

***Side Note: I am aware that Clark did tell Lana his secret only for her to sadly and tragedy die causing him to literally turn back time and decide not to tell to protect her life because Jorell is rather testy when it comes to human life, especially when it comes to the humans that Clark has an emotional connection with.***

To make matters worse, Lana, on her's and Lex's WEDDING DAY (the same day she finds out Clark's PERSONAL secret) calls off the wedding because now that she knows Clark's secret she doesn't want to marry Lex anymore because she wants to be with Clark. Which I got to say is kind of a bitchy move. I know Lex is no saint, however he doesn't deserve this. Also, Lana is forced to marry Lex on Lionel's bequest under the strict condition that if she doesn't, he'll ( Lionel'll) kill Clark Kent with his one weakness--Green Kryptonite--which Lana Lang doesn't even realize is Clark's weakness yet.

It's also a shitty move on Lana Lang's part, to not tell Clark that she's possibly pregnant with Lex's baby, however, she doesn't know for sure. To make matters worse she tells Chloe, who is bound to tell Clark when he's being kind of whiney about Lana and Lex, (which she does), and to be fair Clark has every right to be concerned about Lana's relationship with Lex because Lex is a borderline psychopath who will and does stop at nothing to get what he wants. That said Clark does find out about Lana possibly carrying Lex's baby and does get a bit jealous and angry which is amplified and is let loose at Lex's mansion during a dinner party when he is high on red Kryptonite.

The whole situation could have been avoided if Lana had gotten off her mega-high horse and told Clark herself. Because if she had told Clark about her possible pregnancy with Lex's Child he would have told her to get a second opinion because you can't trust any doctors employed by the Luthors, EVER. This would have resulted in her finding out sooner that she wasn't pregnant and just being manipulated by Lex so he could have her all to himself.

However, Lana, being Lana refuses to tell Clark anything that's she going through just because he won't tell her his PERSONAL secret about being an orphaned Extraterrestrial from a planet called Krypton, which is now space dust. Can you blame the guy for not knowing how to explain that to Lana Lang, a human girl who never considered the existence of Extraterrestrials until after the meteor shower and quite literally seeing an Extraterrestrial spaceship land not too far from Smallville after the SECOND meteor shower consisting of the SAME meteors that killed her parents?

She has so many clues about the personal nature of Clark's PERSONAL secret that it's hard to believe that she NEVER and I mean NEVER considered that Clark's PERSONAL secret is well you know, PERSONAL!!! Continuing on with Clark's PERSONAL secret. I find it unbelievably weird and unrealistic that Lana Lang isn't written with any semblance or understanding of nonverbal communication cues (pensive tone of voice, flickering of the eyes everywhere else before settling on her, slight shortness of breath, tentative word choices spoken tensely, etc.) and body language (defensive posture, hands balled in slightly tight fists, turning away from her to look out the loft window, etc.).

Everything described above indicates that Clark's secret is most likely to be more PERSONAL than he lets on, meaning that he's uncomfortable with the idea of telling Lana (who's spent a good chunk of the series tethered to Lex's hip sort of speak) his PERSONAL secret and is unsure how she will react to his PERSONAL secret. Especially when Clark asked her at the end of season 2 episode 18 "Visitor", how she would feel if she found that someone she had known her whole life was from another plant and she said that she would be "a little freaked out" without evening realizing that Clark was asking about himself. Which is one of the main reasons he never told Lana his secret right away.

***NOTE: I keep emphasizing that Clark's secret is personal because most fans like to say, ["We shouldn't be so hard on Lana because she doesn't know his secret"]. This is true however, in my opinion, Lana is NOT entitled to know Clark's secret until he's 100% ready for her to know it, especially since most of the time they're frenemies and sometimes not even that. Also, we have to remember that Clark's secret IS PERSONAL and NO ONE outside the Kent Farm is entitled to know Clark's secret until CLARK HIMSELF IS READY TO TELL THEM!!!***

That said, just because Lana, at some point in the series deserved to finally know and understand Clark's secret does NOT mean she's entitled to it. It does NOT give her the right to BULLY Clark into "coming out" about who and what he is just because LANA feels ENTITLED to know and/or because she feels left out of the Clark Kent groupie. Lana's behavior surrounding her desire to know Clark's secret is selfish, self-centered, unempathetic, uncompassionate, and borderline psychotic (in the sense that she becomes OBSESSED with finding out the truth about Clark in the SAME capacity and overzealousness of Lex Luthor himself, who wasn't even 100% honest with Lana Lang).

Lex only discussed the Extraterrestrial spacecraft with her and NOTHING ELSE!!! Which is a fucking RED FLAG!!! This is because Lex feels entitled to Lana Lang and her companionship in the same capacity that he feels entitled to Clark's secret, which NEWS FLASH, neither Lex nor Lana are entitled to know Clark's PERSONAL, I repeat, PERSONAL secret. Also, Lana's erroneous belief that Lex is 100% truthful and trustworthy is irrational and delusional because EVERYONE IN SMALLVILLE INCLUDING LANA LANG HERSELF knows that Lex Luthor is NOT to be trusted, at least not completely.

Staying with Lex for a moment. After Lana finds out that Lex faked her pregnancy so she wouldn't leave him, she understandably gets super pissed off and upset. However instead of completely cutting ties and releasing the hold Lex has over her, she decides to cyberstalk him via cameras SHE put in LEX'S mansion (a total Lex Luther Move by the way). When she loses her cyber edge and is outed by Clark to Chloe, instead of accepting defeat and admitting that she's becoming so obsessed with Lex that she sort of became him, Lana gets all pissy and storms off.

Later on when Lana accidentally gets some of CLARK'S POWERS via a lightning strike on a green kryptonite rock while both she and Clark are touching it, she 1.) refuses to give them back even though Clark says that they could be dangerous if misused and to her physical body if she kept the powers for a prolonged amount of time, 2.) throws a hissy fit about Clark not taking out Lex permanently once and for all and 3.) full-blown tries to KILL Lex Luthor out of revenge for the fake pregnancy (a very understandable motive however, her actions and thought processes are highly irrational and dangerous).

Not once did Clark say anything about not liking Lana Lang as a stronger, rational, and independent woman. He was just concerned about the danger she posed by having his powers and not knowing how to properly use them or how they would affect her due to Clark's father's heart being nearly destroyed after gaining the Kryptonian powers from Jorell (Clark's biological force ghost dad) so he (Jonothan) could get Clark back to Smallville, resulting in Jonothan's fatal heart attack that was induced via stress because of Lionel Luthor trying to blackmail Jonathan.

I also want to backtrack a bit to Season 3 Episode 14 "Obsession". This episode is about a new girl in school named Alicia who can teleport wherever she wants and becomes obsessed with Clark when he uses his super strength to save Alicia from an elevator death at Luthercorp, which in turn allows her to use her ability to teleport them outside of the elevator and the Luthoecorp building. In the climax of this episode, Alicia nearly murders Lana because Clark loves Lana more than Alicia, but before she actually goes to kill Lana, Alicia lets slip that Clark told her, (Alicia) everything about himself (which news flash, he actually hadn't told her everything about himself and only showed her his abilities being sure to hold back the "I'm an extraterrestrial" bit which Alicia probably clued into anyways..but semantics).

This revelation that Clark is hiding something about himself, which indicates a PERSONAL secret, piques Lana's interest (an interest that became obsessive and unhealthy) and it's the ONLY thing she's worried about toward the end of the episode. She doesn't seem to dwell on the fact that a delusional, irrational girl with freaky teleportation powers tried to kill her (Lana) and probably would have just done or said anything thing to hurt Lana emotionally enough to fracture whatever relationship she had with Clark, which then was more of a friendship. I mean Lana and Clark weren't even "dating" (they were very on and off again and never just stayed off because this relationship was going nowhere because of Clark's PERSONAL secret getting in the way) at that time. What irked me at that moment was the fact that the only thing Lana seemed remotely fazed by was the fact that Clark had a secret, which news flash EVERYBODY HAS A SECRET, ESPECIALLY TEENAGERS!!!!

Also, around the time she appears on Clark's doorstep unannounced (something she annoyingly does especially, when it comes to entering the barn which also serves as Clark's loft, which is a place where he peacefully unwinds from time to time and goes to clear his head) and acknowledges that she knows Clark's hiding something from her, she doesn't even consider asking if Clark is okay, not just physically, but mentally and emotionally too. In fact, Lana consistently not considering Clark's emotional state and/or mental health, let alone his physical health is something that always struck me as unsympathetic, self-centered, and a bit narcissistic.

I mean an average person after nearly being killed alongside someone they see as a friend at least would, or at least should ask if they're okay right? I mean Clark constantly makes sure Lana's okay physically, emotionally, and mentally, however, Lana can't seem to do the same for her friends or family especially if they did or said something she didn't like. She's like in a whole world of her own devising and no one else can enter unless they benefit HER in some way whether rational or irrational.

Conclusion:

All, that said, Lana Lang isn't a bad person. In fact, she's just a scared young woman struggling to find her place in the lives of those around her. She just doesn't know how to communicate properly because she wasn't taught how to communicate because she became an orphan at 5 years old and only had an aunt who never really dated until Lana was a teenager. So Lana's self-centeredness and selfishness are a result of childhood trauma that she never (that we know of because it's never mentioned in the show) went to therapy to cope with and move on from.

She constantly yelled at everybody else for the EXACT same behaviors she exhibited and gave off. She never took any responsibility for a relationship failing because of her actions as well as the actions of the other person (i.e. Clark). However, she's not a bad person or a bad character. In fact, her flaws, make her the most HUMAN out of ALL the characters of Smallville. Lana could have been an amazingly well-written character if the writers that took over didn't totally destroy Lana's previous character develop and mold her into a "love interest" to be fought over by Lex and Clark, especially when LOIS LANE HERSELF was introduced into the storyline in season four. This excited the fans who know Lois and Clark are indeed canon and soulmates.

The moment Lois Lane "entered the chat" sort of speak, Clark's infatuation with Lana should have dwarfed and we should have seen Clark pull away from Lana and become more attracted to Lois Lane's no-nonsense attitude, maturity, and her charming brassiness due to being an army brat. Lana Lang should have ceased being a "love interest" and should have been written out of the show around the end of season 4 or the beginning of season 5.

Lana Lana shouldn't have been in Smallville for practically the whole series because it severely screwed up the pacing and storyline(s) that should have had more screen time to be explored a bit better. In fact, Lana Lang probably should have been written out of the show by the end of Season 3 or even the beginning of Season 4.

All that said, Lana Lang is actually quite a highlight in the early storyline(s) of Smallville in seasons 1 through 3. I highly enjoyed her until seasons 4 through 7. The moment she started to be a "Karen" about Clark's secret is the moment I just wanted her gone because Lana Lang ate up some much screen time that could have been spent with Clark learning more about his parents, and his Kryptonian heritage and race. I also fucking hated how Lana kept coming into the barn unannounced to talk to Clark. The poor dude had so much whiplash from that alone because she almost always was coming into his loft to demand to know his secret or demand that he at least admit that yes he was hiding something from her, ( which Clark never managed to spit out because he was too tongue-tied to and anxious around Lana to say anything at all beside trust working both ways).

I just really wish that Lana Lang had been written better and was not kept in the show for so long. I would have been fine if Lana Lang left in Season four or five and never came back.

Anywho, enough rambling and ranting about Lana Lang.

Toodles For Now,

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