#yes daisy DID do all that stuff but I hate that she's so hated when nick and gatsby and jordan and tom are all awful people too

[fireworkss-exe]

shoutout to the classic book girls who are widely hated by their respective fandoms . I love you

[sun-kissy]

heyyyy do you think you could write a James blurb where reader hangs with Severus and Lily (she's a Snape but it's not really common knowledge as she's a few years younger) and everyone thinks James likes to come around for Lily but it's actually for the reader? I love your work btw!!!

yes, of course!! and thank you ♡

beautiful | j.p.

tw: fluff

snape!reader, james potter x reader

A frustrated sigh escapes Severus’ lips as you flick a petal at him for what seems like the umpteenth time that evening. You can feel the quivers in Lily’s body from where you’re laying on her lap as she laughs.

O.W.L.S. had just ended for your brother and best friend, so you dragged them down to your usual spot beneath the silver-leafed tree for a picnic. Lily was concentratedly twining vines together, crafting a daisy crown.

The light breeze caused her auburn hair to cover her face as she worked, the sun hitting her face in all the right places. She looked like some sort of heavenly wood nymph, you thought as you stared up at her. She was really really pretty.

Meanwhile, Severus was engrossed in some old, weathered-down potions book - furiously scribbling down notes for god-knows-what. Your legs were propped up on his lap as you threw the petals which occasionally fell from Lily’s flower crown at him. His expression was growing more cross by the second.

Your brother starts to grumble at you under his breath as a petal drifts straight into his nostril. A giggle bubbles out of you as he sneezes and the petal shoots out his nose, not missing the huff of annoyance he let out.

“If mother hadn’t instructed me to take care of you,” he mutters, a hint of irritation in his tone as he rubs his nose, “I would’ve tossed you into the black lake already.”

Lily grins, flicking your forehead as you bat your eyelashes at him playfully. “You love me.”

“Lies.”

“You bought me a whole bag of chocolate last weekend!”

“That was merely because-”

Your brother’s rambling comes to a halt, his eyes suddenly narrowing as he glares at something across the field of grass. His mouth twists up into a disgruntled frown.

You follow his line of vision to see none other than James Potter stumbling towards your clique, casting dirty looks at his friends behind him as they urge him towards you.

A sigh escapes you before you can even think about it. It annoyed you greatly, whenever James came crawling after you all like a desperate dog, just for the sake of Lily.

That was all it was, you tried to convince yourself. You told yourself that the acidic burning sensation of your heart in your chest was just because it was frustrating how obsessed he was, how his eyes lit up whenever they landed on Lily, how he stumbled over his words whenever he was near.

He was annoying, a stupidly beautiful wanker with an achingly gorgeous smile and eyes so bright they could rival the stars.

But you knew why you really hated him, and it frustrated you immensely. You despised him for liking Lily, hated his guts for not liking you instead. It was sickening, the way he gazed at her. And it was even more disgusting how envy took ahold of your entire being when that happened.

It gutted you, whenever you saw him looking at your best friend with heart-eyes. But it was obvious why - she was everything a guy could ever want, and she was a perfect girl for the golden boy. How could you even think about rivalling her?

What upset you the most, though, was how Lily always seemed to ignore him, looking away and rolling her eyes when his eyes met hers. You wanted to shake her, yell at her for being so ungrateful and wrack some sense into her brain. But all you did was stare quietly at the ground whenever James was near, zoning out so you didn’t have to hear the sickeningly mushy stuff which surely poured out his mouth in front of Lily.

So it was an understatement to say that your heart stopped when you heard your name coming out his mouth. You furrow your eyebrows, snapping back to the present as you press your palms down on the grass to lift your head from Lily’s lap. “What?”

James was looking at you anxiously now, with that glimmer in his eyes and a nervous smile. “Y/n, I um… I asked if you’d like to go to Hogsmeade with me? Tomorrow?”

You blink, the cogs still turning in your head. It was unfathomable, James Potter asking you out. Surely, it had to be a joke or a dare or something. Or maybe he meant to ask Lily, that was probably it. He had just asked the wrong person and was too nice to go back on his word, right?

“But you like Lily!” you blurt out immediately, a pang of hurt overwhelming you, for both you and your best friend. James’ eyebrows bunch up in puzzlement, his lips slowly twisting up into an almost comical smile. “Lily? You think I like Lily?”

You were sure you’d get whiplash from how fast you turned around to look at Lily, seeing her eyebrows bunched in confusion. “So, you don’t like me, Potter?”

He chuckles, a bit of the tension leaving his muscular frame as he shakes his head. “Redhead, you’re cool and all. But Y/n….” His gaze flicks over to you, and the affection in his eyes made you want to melt into a pool of hot mush.

Lily starts to smile, before it turns into a full-blown grin and she turns to you, nudging your elbow suggestively.

“Me?” you question slowly, suspiciously. You didn’t want to admit it, but your heart felt like it was going to burst even at the prospect of going out with him. “You like me?”

James immediately nods, turning slightly red at how long it was taking him to get an acceptance from you. But then again, he thinks he’d wait a lifetime for you to say yes, and he’d wait forever even if you said no.

Just then, you hear a loud cough on your left, and turn to see Severus glaring at you with a deadpan expression on his face.

You feel an arm bristle the hair on your head as Lily reaches over from your right, mussing up your brother’s hair. You laugh as he swats her away, tsking and cursing under his breath. “Shut up, Sev. Let my girl have her moment.”

Severus, to his credit, does shut up. Though he still has that bleary, stormy look on his face.

You turn back to James, slightly dizzy as the thought began to plant itself in your brain. The smile on his face was asking a million questions, holding a hundred insecurities. Yet you knew that there was only one right answer to them all.

“Yes,” you say softly, your lips beginning to curve upwards. Your heart was beating so loud, you were sure he could hear it.

“Yeah?” he asks, starting to grin. He lets out an exhale and scratches the back of his head, smiling at the floor before looking back at you. “Alright, then. I’ll pick you up outside the Great Hall, 5pm.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.” He beams at you, and it’s the most beautiful you’ve ever seen a person look before. “Bye, Y/n. And redhead, and Snivellus.”

James winks at you before turning around, causing your heart to jump and lodge itself in your throat. He jogs back to his group of friends waiting with wide eyes and bated breath.

A moment later, you can hear the cheers and whoops from across the field.

You turn back to Severus, afraid of what you’d find. He’s gazing at you with a terse expression on his face as you gulp anxiously.

“I’m sorry. If you’re not okay with it…”

“No. You are not going to bail out on him,” he says, the firmness in his voice catching you by surprise. “I know how long you’ve been waiting for this. And this is something you need to learn to do, getting your hands on the things you want. You’re a Snape, you always get what you want, you hear me?”

You nod helplessly.

“And if what you want is Potter,” he sneers, “Then Potter it is. Just don’t expect me to play nice.”

A small smile graces your lips. “Thank you.” You know he’d understand what you meant, all the things you were thanking him for.

You can see him start to soften, though perhaps that frown would be etched on his face permanently. He sighs, “Yes, yes. You’re welcome.”

Lily squeals and forcefully turns you towards her, gripping your hands. “This is awesome.”

“You’re just glad he doesn’t like you.”

“Am not!” she exclaims, but the mirth in her eyes betrays her.

You sigh, smiling bemusedly as you lie back down on her lap, watching her continue to craft the flower crowns. Maybe you’d give James one tomorrow, though you doubt he could look more beautiful than he already did.

[divinesolas]

i love the benji stuff you write 🫶🏼🫶🏼 could you do a fic with a very delicate reader, she doesn’t handle blood well and loved animals, total opposite of ben

a.n: had this sitting in my paused queue for weeks im so sorry 😭😭 tyrell!reader, ur so sweet thank you and i hope you enjoy this 🫶🫶

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You stroke the mane of the horse as you try to ignore the sounds of people cheering and swords clashing. your family had provided the horses for the jousting tourney and you dreaded every second of it. You loved each and every single on of these horses and you doubt all of them will walk away from today unharmed.

you choke back a gag as a heavily injured horse gets dragged through the barn and your heart aches at the sight. you hear some more voices behind you and you turn to see a knight dressed up and one of the guards, “this ones yours.” the horse you’re stroking takes a step back and you tug at its reins to keep her in check. the guard walks away as soon as the boy next to him nods and the two of you look at each other. unlike most of the other men that you’ve met today he does not look as confident as he should. he gulps as he looks back and forth between the horse and you.

“are you alright?” he coughs into the fist of his hand and nods, “of course! yes i mean um yes yes i am.” he straightens up, “my name is benjicot blackwood, its nice to meet you.” you smile at him, hes been the first person to even so much as speak to you today despite meeting too many lords for your liking. “y/n tyrell, pleasure.” his eyes widen and he lets out a shaky laugh, “like daughter of the lady tyrell?” you giggle at his nerves and continue to stroke at the horses mane, “is there another tyrell i am unaware of?” he quickly shakes his head, “no no i just did not think i would get to meet you, and that you would be here of all places.”

it certainly was odd, the only daughter of the lady of house tyrell was standing in the stables in dirt covered clothes tending the the horses. you pout slightly, “i do not like this whole thing. the horses get hurt the men get hurt. who wins?” benjicot nods as he kicks some of the dirt under his feet. “so you stay here instead?” “the sight of blood makes me sick, so its better i stay here, plus i need to make sure my horses are okay.”

“theyre your horses?” “my house provides these events with the horses, i hate it. not all of them come back alive like sally and daisy.” he walks towards the horse and stroke her lightly on the nose, “does this one have a name?” “star.” he looks you in the eyes and you ignore the way your heart jumps. “well i promise you i vow to keep star as safe as possible and she will return to you safe and sound.”

you grab his hand and his face turns red, “you’re the kindest man ive ever met ser blackwood.” he awkwardly scratches the back of his neck and grins at you, “you’re too kind my lady and please, ben is just fine.” you two are startled by the sounds of yelling and you realize its bens time to go out. you help him into the horse and give the horse one last kiss on the nose as you look up at ben.

“you should come out and watch my match my lady.” you tilt your head at him, “whatever for?” “so i may ask for your favor my lady.” you flush at his words and look down at the ground. “i will go watch only your match i suppose.” ben rides off with a final smile and he cant drop the grin on his face even as he walks out onto the field as he’s called.

many are shocked to see you him ask your for your favor and even more are shocked when you get it to him. you ignore the whispers of the people around you as you press a kiss against your favor before tossing it to him. he is certain he wins his match not because of his excessive training or experience but because of your favor in his pocket.

[harrywavycurly]

What You Deserve Part 3: Start Small

Masterlist: Here

CW: Tiniest mention of your toxic ex

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A/N: You might be nervous but don’t worry Eddie’s got you also it’s a long one so I split it up into sections and it’ll make sense as you read, enjoy🫠✨

“Good Morning.” “Good Morning…uh you didn’t have to knock on my door you could’ve just honked or-” “honked?…sweetheart I’m not sixteen and running late to school….I’m here to pick you up so that means I knock on the door or ring the bell…whatever you prefer and walk you to my car.” “Oh…Steven just honks…it’s not that big of deal really if it’s easier than getting all the way out-” “it’s not your job to make things easier on anyone…especially Harrington.” “Sorry…I’ll uhm work..on that.” “You don’t have to apologize…so shall we exit the porch now or did you want to stand here for a bit longer?” “Oh yeah yeah we can go…holy shit is that your car?” “One of them yeah…do you not like it? I went with the one that has the smoothest ride…since I know feeling comfortable while inside a car is important to you.” “It’s so…nice I don’t want to like…get it dirty or anything.” “Sweetheart…it’s car…it’s gonna get dirty and that’s fine I’ll just wash it…trust me…there’s nothing you could do that I can’t fix…so please…get in the car.”

“Okay…” “Your coffee is right there…and feel free to change the radio to whatever you want.” “Thank you…oh you don’t care if I touch this stuff?” “Well you’re going to have to touch it if you want to change the station…” “I’m uh not used to being able to mess with the buttons in the car if I’m not driving.” “Please tell me Harrington-” “No no Steven lets me but him and I listen to the same stuff so it was fine…it was uh…my last uhm boyfriend he..didn’t let me control anything in the car.” “Well let’s get this out of the way now okay?…I’m Eddie…or to you I’m sure you’d prefer to call me Edward but either way…I’m not your ex…so whatever he was like and by the sounds of it he wasn’t a very…nice guy…so just know I’m not like him…so feel free to touch all the buttons and change the station..hell roll your window down if you want I don’t care…what’s mine is yours okay?” “Really?” “Yes..that’s a big part of this…type of relationship…whatever I have you also have…and if there’s something you want then just tell me and I’ll do my best to get it for you.” “Oh wow…okay…uh so when you say relationship what uhm…what would I call you?” “What do you mean?” “Like…when you drop me off today and someone asks oh who was that? Is that your boyfriend? What…what should I say? I can’t just be like oh that’s just my…sugar daddy Eddie.” “Yeah that’s sort of a mouthful isn’t it?” “I mean that’s uh just assuming you….you want to be my daddy…sugar daddy…sorry I’m just nervous and you’re…a uhm little intimidating in person but not in a bad way it’s…it’s like in the same way I’d feel around Tony Soprano or someone like that.” “Did you just compare me to a mob boss? That’s the vibes I give off?….if so then me and my stylist need to have a conversation about my wardrobe.” “You have a stylist?” “She does my shopping for me once every two months or so because I hate shopping for clothes….but Tony Soprano…really?” “I mean…you just look like you could easily have someone whacked with the snap of a finger and…yet you also look like you give really good hugs which is important because sometimes a good hug can just fix everything and…and you just…I feel…safe? Even though I don’t really know you…I’d trust you with my drink at a party.” “I’m honored that you’d leave your drink with me at a party and I’m glad you feel safe with me…but you make me sound like I’m some super badass dude…when I’m just a business owner who doesn’t have any mafia connections at all so no matter how many times I snap my fingers no one is getting whacked…” “damn..I was going to give you a list.” “But I have been told I give good hugs.” “That’s good…that’s really good to know….so uhm…how do we actually do this? Do I sign something? Do you want a trial run to see if I annoy you or not?” “I don’t need a trial run…also this isn’t fifty shades of grey I don’t need you to sign anything.” “You’ve seen those movies?” “No I read the books.” “Oh…you…you like to uhm…read? That’s…great.” “So why don’t we start small for now?” “Okay…what does that mean exactly?” “You let me take you to and from work this week and we can get to know each other more and…you let me buy you dinner Friday night?” “Okay that…sounds fine.” “And Friday over dinner we can discus what we both want out of this? Does that sound doable?” “Yes…that’s doable.” “Perfect.”

“Harrington isn’t even here yet and the store opens in five minutes?” “Yeah but that’s fine I have a key and can open the store up.” “By yourself?” “Yeah? I do it all the time.” “That’s…not safe…Steve should know better than that.” “It really is okay…oh are you going to see Dave today?” “I am…I’m actually going to work on him myself.” “Really?” “Yeah I figured he deserved to be worked on by someone that knows his life story…I’m gonna do what I can for him don’t worry.” “Easier said than done…” “I know…oh look who decided to actually show up to work.” “He’s not late so that’s actually good timing for him…so uhm I’ll see you later?” “Yeah I’ll be here when your shift is over.” “So uh have a good day Eddie…” “thanks sweetheart…tell Harrington to call me.” “Uh oh he’s in trouble isn’t he?” “No…not at all…” “what are you-” “you didn’t think I’d let you open your own door did you?” “Oh…uhm well thank you.” “Have a good day…oh and please don’t wait for me outside when you’re done working okay? I’ll come inside and get you.” “Okay…I’ll see you later then…” “Yes…now I gotta go but I’ll tell Dave hello for you.” “Thanks…for uhm…everything.” “You’re welcome.”

[kerubimcrepin]

LIVEBLOG: Wakfu Season 4, Episode 4 [PART 2]

I wonder how long he's been standing there. Did he come an hour early? 20 minutes early? Just standing there, doing nothing...

Dios mio... la creatura!

Something very weird happened with the Eni queen/leader. In s2, her cape and hands were like this because she was sitting, in this season — it's just part of her design. Did nobody check this stuff? Am I going insane thinking this is an error? Did she look bad when her cape was down? What the fuck is happening?

Once again, something very silly is happening with Sufokia, if they have an empress and a king. My headcanon to fix it is "the king is a consort-king" or something.

(*sobs in Ankama, or, really, 89% of all media, not understanding that whoever marries the ruler of the nation is a [insert title]-consort, and does not have as much political power or the right of succession* *Hysterically convulses in "99% of all Queens were Queen-consorts, and the title itself, by default, usually means a consort. For this reason, female rulers (rare non-consort Queens who came to throne due to lack of male princes) typically named their husbands "Princes" and not "Kings", because the title king always implies a higher degree of power than a queen; therefore, it might be reasonable to assume, that in this fantasy setting, a Ruling Empress's husband might be called a king for this reason* *Foams at mouth because Ankama just forgot they mentioed Sufokia having a king and I'm trying to cope. badly*)

Also since I'm on this tangent already, YES, this means that Sadida rules of throne succession are:

1. extremely easy for outsiders to abuse (say what you will, but "the spouse inherits the throne" is a BADDD rule to combat conquest by foreign nations, there's a reason it was children or blood-relatives of the ruler, besides patriarchy/divine right of kings/whatever — the spouse is an outsider. All it takes is a princess, who is Wonderful at poisoning, being married off to a foreign nation and whoopsie-daisy, their country is now Her country, and therefore her Family's country),

2. it's unrealistic,

3. probably just bad writing for the sake of drama.

If you're curious why I know all this shit.......... I have a blorbo in a different fandom, and his entire thing is that he was married into a royal family and then tortured by his queen wife in a sort of gender-bent Henry VIII arrangement (except he was kept alive against his will and there was no divorce or church splits). God bless that blorbo for making me learn.

These Huppermages were repurposed from the movie concept art, btw.

I find it quite interesting, that Joris has the authority to be present here...

My personal theory/headcanon is that he is their mediator, and they just call him to their meetings so that, instead of yelling at each other and declaring wars, they can talk to him (and therefore, yell only at him and declare no wars).

Ugh, once again, I am not entirely fond of the English subs. First the translation error about the brotherhood of forgotten/tofu, and now they are making Joris say this spring chicken thing...

It doesn't fit his character and reads weird. Just leave it as "I'm not that young", like in the original. It's more fitting for Joris to speak in negative sentences ("I am not young") than in affirmative ones ("I am old") because he is not fond of stating direct facts about himself and his life... besides the fact that he's standing in front of multiple world leaders.

[kicks my legs cutely thinking about the fact that Joris, older than every king and queen in this place, and fully convinced of his excellence and wisdom and heroism, has been forced to bow down to them for his entire life despite hating at 90% of them for their political decision] I love his commitment to being the protagonist of an 18th century Russian novel about being doomed by the narrative.

Also, kinda wild. You'd think that during Ogrest's chaos they'd— actually I think everyone was too dead to hold meetings during that, nvm.

I wonder what they would do, if the maker of the eyes wouldn't reply. Just stand there? Or is this speech more of a formality — something he always says, in the lead-up to the meeting?

(I am once again reminding you, this blog is LITERALLY about overthinking crepinjurgen lore! Ankama gave no shit while writing this. I'm just doing this for fun.)

He's so unimpressed. Probably still trying to gauge what the fuck is going on.

THE LITTLE SMILE— he's trying to suppress it so hard in the first screenshot here. He's probably glad that Yugo seems to be in good spirits about what's happening, even if he himself is still quite worried.

His expression here is a beautiful mix of "PLEASE DON'T FUCK THIS UP" and "it is a canon event, I cannot intervene"

Literally, Joris's expressions at this moment should be analyzed frame by frame. You can feel the desperation. He now understands that there is a high possibility they are fucked. Because his bestie (who is always right) is an impulsive 20-something year old boy who knows nothing about politics or what people can do, and his mom is a god, and the leaders of the world aren't going to like whatever the fuck is going on, and he KNOWS what they might do, and what might happen, and oh god oh fuck oh god oh fuck—

"Yugo :) perhaps you shuoild :) um. :) ease them into it. :).... :("

He's trying to keep smiling, so hard. It's crazy.

Joris has lived through the huppermage genocide. He knows people don't need that much of a reason to begin killing. He understands precisely just how fragile the position that Yugo and his people are in. He understands his own place in the pecking order, too — he isn't going to act like Yugo's friend if these people are watching.

And neither Yugo, not any other Eliatrope is able to understand this. There are cruelties in this world that they are fundamentally unable to grasp without having truly been seeped in it before.

Like, what is he even to do here, to make Yugo understand how bad the situation is. All he can do is stand there looking haunted, while receiving unprecedented amounts of psychic damage.

If I was Joris at this point, I would simply pull out a flask of whiskey and a cigarette. The political situation has now gone completely unfixable. There is no going back, now that she has said these two lines.

Someone native to the World of Twelve and old enough to understand politics would know how bad this sounds. But to her, these are good things. Of course they are, since she knows what is good and what isn't, and everyone in her world has always accepted those things as good.

Basically: the conflict between WoT and Eliatropes is that a nation of people from a world of teletubbies-level conflict, — with no bigotry or nations or poverty or hunger or theft or inequality, or ulterior motives, — has been added to a "game of thrones" type society with no explanation. And now they are all forced to try and understand one another.

If I was Joris at this moment, I would simply shoot myself in the temple with a gun. If things were bad before, they are horrible now. She is talking to world leaders as her children. It might have been alright even with Eliatropes, but these people aren't Eliatropes.

DO I EVEN NEED TO COMMENT ON HOW BAD THIS IS? IN A WORLD WHERE COLONIALISM, RACISM, SUBJUGATION, AND SLAVERY ARE REAL? IS SHE ON CRACK?

I would give anythign to see Joris's expressions as she's saying these things. I think he should be trembling. Staring vacantly into space.

To someone from a world of violence, a world with "no violence" seems like a world where violence is hidden, and enacted to stop them from voicing their disagreement with the status quo.

Tot has described this as a sort of conflict between the modern world approaches to society — and named China and America as examples of what he was inspired by, while writing Eliatrope.

I will not get into detail on my feelings on it (China is often extremely criticized in the west for things every country in the world does due to racism)

But this might point us towards the fact that the world of Eliatropes wasn't as free of conflict as the show portrays it to be, and it was, in fact, Just A Society, with all that entails. In which case, things get morally morally gray... might explain why, in the earlier drafts of the season, she was meant to be the main antagonist — and why it was decided against.

(Is that maybe why Qilby is so embittered — his experiences were silenced, and he was made to suck it up, only confiding in Shinonome? She does constantly shut up Yugo and Qilby, not letting them speak up about their grudges against each other to keep the peace— [I am quickly silenced by tangent police])

[kowbelll]

hii! this is my first time requesting, buuut could possibly you write something with stiles and a popular reader? maybe they’re paired together on a project and realize they have a lot in common? maybe a sort of an enemies to lovers type thing 🙏

No worries! I actually love this idea, thank you! I just got kind of busy and couldn't put much time into this, but I tried my best so hopefully you enjoy it :)

Alright folks, here we go...

Project

(Stiles' POV)

You know those incredibly rare days when you wake up and don't immediately hate everything? When you have a sliver of hope for something good to happen? Yeah, those lovely, delicate, beautiful days, I know you know what I'm talking about.

So my point is, I had (or thought I had) one of those days when my alarm went off one morning, but evidently, I was wrong. And not just a whoops-a-daisy type of wrong. No. I'm talking about the utterly horrific, catastrophically disastrous type. I realized this when I heard who my math teacher paired me with for the graph poster project.

Hearing her name made me immediately roll my eyes and I had to force myself not to audibly groan in agony. I glanced over at her from across the room and saw the same look of distaste on her face that I had on mine. 'Great,' I thought, probably still glaring at her.

Usually, I don't mind popular girls because they're so far out of my league and don't give me the time of day to even reject me in the first place. However, when it comes down to this girl - no. That is way too kind. This evil, mocking, slimy, sinister, know-it-all wench was too intolerable for me to cope with that day. Despite the fact that I've never actually had a conversation with her or even said a word to her, I always had a bad feeling about her. I just didn't trust someone who was so clearly sucking up to her teachers to get away with stuff. Ok, fine, I didn't know if that was exactly true. But how did no one else hate her? How did she even get that popular in the first place? It didn't add up and I didn't like it.

Once the bitch who destroyed my hopes and dreams for the day finally finished blabbing about the damned project, I waited for my infuriatingly slow partner to come sit down at my table so we could start. For some odd reason, when I looked over at her, she was still sitting in her seat, apparently waiting for me to go over to her. She tried waving her hand in her direction to draw me in, but I held my ground, scoffing at her sad attempt. Rolling her eyes, she reluctantly got up and sat down next to me, clearly having an attitude. And then we just sat there for a moment, festering in uncomfortable annoyance until she eventually looked at me.

"Are you going to start the project, or not?" she said bluntly, which caught me off guard.

"Um, excuse me? Am I? Me? Are you serious right now? Do you know what the definition of a partner is? Because I highly doubt that tiny brain of yours does if you think I'm doing this shit by myself," I hissed back.

"Wow, you are just as dramatic as I thought. Obviously, I'm not that dumb, I was just trying to piss you off enough to actually speak instead of just scowling in your seat."

I stared at her in disbelief, incapable of understanding the audacity that girl just had. However, begrudgingly, we started the project.

"You're doing that wrong by the way," she spoke casually. My eyebrows furrowed and I stared intensely at the equation I was solving.

"Uh... No, I'm not."

For some reason, she started getting frustrated with me, even though she was delusional for thinking I was doing absolutely anything incorrectly, saying, "Um, yes you literally are. Have you not been paying attention this entire unit?"

I looked at her with incredulity as I spoke unconfidently, "I... Well... More than you have, for sure. You're always busy chatting with your little minions. Besides, I don't even need to pay attention. Math isn't that hard for people with more than three brain cells."

"Then how come you're doing it wrong?" She looked at me with amusement and it almost made me nauseous.

Then, I snapped at her - probably more aggressively than I should have - but she earned that reaction when she intentionally pissed me off. And so, our spiteful jabs continued as we worked on the project.

By the time we finished, things started getting quiet between us. She pulled out a small book from her backpack and began reading to fill the extra time left in class. I tilted my head as I read the title: "The Fellowship of the Ring." I couldn't help but smirk to myself, but unfortunately, she noticed.

"What?" she said, her eyebrows furrowing.

My eyes quickly lifted to hers as I spoke, trying to sound innocent, "I didn't say anything."

"Yeah, but your face did."

My lips parted, suddenly feeling like I had switched roles and was talking to a version of myself. I've said those exact words about a hundred times - what parallel universe did I just teleport to?

Suddenly, her pencil hit my face, snapping me out of my apparent staring, and she continued, "Is there a reason why you're looking at me like that, or are you just a creep?"

"I, yeah, um... No. Wait, what?" I stuttered, making a fool of myself.

"Are you on drugs or something?"

"Um, no, definitely not."

"Ok, then what the hell is wrong with you?"

I quickly rubbed my face, trying to get a grip. Truth be told, I had no freaking idea what was wrong with me. I couldn't even form a coherent sentence. For the first time since I was in the womb, my mind was empty.

Finally, after looking like an idiot for way too long, I cleared my throat and tried again in a nervous tone, "Do-... Do you like the movies?"

"Huh?" She looked at me like I was crazy.

"The movies. The Lord of the Rings movies. You like them, or...?"

"Oh, um, yeah. I've been wanting to read the books for a while but kept forgetting to renew my library card." Her expression seemed to soften quickly, which made me smile slightly for a reason I didn't understand at the time.

"Yeah? It's been a while since I've seen them, but they were some of my favorites as a kid, after Star Wars, of course."

It's hard to wrap my head around the fact that only a month later, we were cuddled up under a blanket on her couch, binge-watching The Lord of the Rings movies to celebrate her completion of the books. I looked down at her, enjoying her company more than whatever Frodo was complaining about, and just smiled.

I never thought that I would have a conversation with the most well-known girl at Beacon Hills High School, let alone hold her hand around the halls, hug her before class, or kiss her before dropping her off at her house after a date. But, apparently, all those corny quotes that English teachers love are, in fact, true: you really can't judge a book by its cover, and you also can't fold the corner of a book page (your girlfriend will smack you in the face). Oh, and also, your hope getting snatched away by your math teacher doesn't mean that nothing good will come out of the experience that you get from it. Who knows, maybe you'll end up falling in love with and losing your virginity to the most beautiful, wonderful, perfect girl in existence, just like me.

[bi-bard]

Breakfast - Graham Dunne Imagine [Daisy Jones & the Six]

Title: Breakfast

Pairing: Graham Dunne X Reader

Word Count: 1,353 words

Warning(s): none

Summary: After getting (Y/n)'s number, Graham feels like he's taken a huge step forward for the band... and maybe himself.

Author's Note: I could do a third part to this.

Also, what Diasy Jones & the Six characters do y'all want me to write for?

PART ONE [Flirting] HERE

PART THREE [The Show] HERE

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In all honesty, after I met Graham Dunne, I expected him to get too drunk to remember I had given him my number, never mind remember why he was supposed to call.

I was mistaken.

It was early in my day. I was just about to settle in when the call came through.

"Hello," I said.

"Hi... um... My name is Graham," I recognized the voice immediately. Annoying honestly. I shouldn't have been thinking about him enough for that to happen. "Grahm Dunne, I mean. You gave me your number last night."

"I did," I confirmed. "Good morning, Graham Dunne."

"Good morning," he let out a chuckle on the other end of the phone. "You told me to call you and then we could meet for breakfast."

I felt the grin pulling at the corner of my lips before I could stop it. "I did. Do you have some paper and a pencil?"

"Um, yeah, paper and pencil, one sec," I could've sworn that I heard him snapping his fingers at somebody. "I'm ready."

I rattled off an address and a name. "Got it?"

"Uh, yeah, yeah, I got it," he replied.

"Meet me there in... an hour? Just about?"

"Yeah, absolutely, I'll be there."

"See you soon, Graham Dunne."

"You- You can just call me Graham."

"Not as much fun," I shrugged even though he couldn't see me. "See you soon."

"You too," his voice almost sounded like a mutter.

I hung up the phone soon after, going to grab my stuff and make sure that my schedule got moved around in the exact way that it needed to.

"Why are you doing this," the woman at the desk asked. "Meeting with him?"

"Curiosity," I replied. "For the first time in a while, I am curious about what a

A smirk formed on her face.

"What?"

"That smile says more than curious."

I scoffed. "Well then."

She just chuckled. "Sorry, I'm observant."

I nodded, letting out a very sarcastic 'uh-huh' as I did so.

"You'll tell me about what happens, right," she asked.

"There's not gonna be much to tell."

"You say that now..."

I rolled my eyes. "I'll see you later."

"You too," she waved to me as I walked out.

Graham was waiting outside when I made it to the restaurant. He waved awkwardly as I walked over to him.

"Morning," I said.

"Morning," he replied, a clearly nervous grin on his face. I found it sweet.

There was a short, awkward pause before he seemed to snap out of some kind of trance. He rushed over to the door, holding it open to the door.

"Thank you," I grinned, walking past him.

"Hello, (Y/n)."

"Hello, darling," I greeted the usual host with a kind smile. "How are you?"

"I'm doing very well, thank you," she nodded. "How are you?"

"I only know work."

It was the same response that I always gave her. It must sound so fake and rehearsed by now. I hated the deep pull in my chest to apologize for being such an annoyance.

"Dining with a guest?" she motioned at Graham behind me.

"Yes, I am," I nodded. "Got room for us?"

"Always."

We followed close behind her. She sat us in a booth toward the back corner, laying two menus in front of us before going to grab two waters.

"You eat here a lot," Graham asked.

I nodded. "It's close and food's good."

"Nice."

I bit my lip, wanting to chuckle at him. I just didn't want to make him feel embarrassed.

It wasn't until our food arrived that I decided to ask him about the whole reason he had spoken to me in the first place.

"So, tell me about that gig of yours," I said, relaxing a bit further into the booth.

"Well, um, we play on the strip."

I nodded. "That's something. Where?"

He paused for a moment.

"If you want me to review your band, I'm gonna need to know where to watch you," I added. It was meant to be a somewhat veiled form of comfort.

"Filthy McNasty's," he muttered. "But we've got a crowd there. People like us, they like what we do-"

"Hey, breathe," I motioned for him to slow down and stop rambling. "No need to be embarrassed. We all have to start somewhere. Sounds like your start out here was luckier than quite a few others."

He nodded again.

"You guys play tonight?"

"Yeah," he replied.

"Time?"

He rattled off the time that they were going to start playing. I nodded. It would work with my work schedule. Convenient.

"I- I was going to save a seat for you," Graham explained. "Like a table all to yourself."

"Special treatment?"

"Politeness," he corrected. That made a strange feeling pull at my chest. "Thought it'd be hard to take notes when stuck in a crowd full of people."

"I see," I said. "Just a thoughtful guy?"

"I try my best."

I hummed. "I'll go."

"Really?"

"But I don't want you to expect some stellar review just because we ate breakfast together and talked for a little while. Want a good review, put on a good show."

"Understood."

"Now, I need names. Who is the rest of this group of yours?"

"Well, my brother- Billy is the lead singer," Graham started.

He ran down the list like he had practiced exactly how he wanted to introduce them all.

Karen was their keyboardist.

Eddie was their bassist.

Warren was the drummer.

"And then, there's me," he added. "I play guitar."

I nodded. "So only two of you are actually Dunne brothers?"

"Yes."

"And one of you isn't a 'brother' at all?" I put the word "brother" in air quotes as I said it.

"Well, yeah."

I nodded again.

Breakfast after that was full of small talk. Which was strange for me. I wasn't one to usually entertain such conversation. Not in situations like this. This was me meeting a member of a new band to review. Business more than anything.

So, why was I so interested in talking about so much more than just his band?

It was a question that would sit in the back of my mind for the rest of the meal. Just constantly spinning around back there.

I paid for the meal before Graham could argue with me. When he tried, I raised an eyebrow at him, which seemed to be enough to shut him down.

He did seem insistent on walking me to my car after the fact.

I stopped next to it and looked at him.

"I'll see you tonight," Graham said with a grin.

"You will," I nodded.

There was this pause between the moment I spoke and the moment I went to get in my car.

He must've taken that pause as some kind of opportunity. He stepped forward before going to close the rest of the distance.

I reached up and placed a hand on his chest.

"Don't do something stupid," I warned as I leaned away from him. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Kiss me and I won't be able to review anything involving your band. I won't risk my integrity like that."

He slowly nodded at me. "Then, I'll wait."

I let out a shocked scoff. "Excuse me?"

"I am going to wait until your review comes out," he explained, stepping closer to me again. "And once it does, I am going to call your office again, we'll meet here for breakfast again, and when we're done... I'm going to kiss you."

"Is that right," I asked.

"Yeah."

"I don't remember you being this confident last night, Graham Dunne."

"It's a lot easier when I don't have my brother and friends staring at me," he shrugged.

I chuckled as I nodded. "Alright... I'll see you tonight."

"You too."

He started walking backward, still looking at me with that dumb grin.

I got in the driver's seat and started my car.

I chuckled to myself before going to pull out of the parking lot.

I don't think I had ever hoped so much for a gig to go well.

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SPOILERS ALERT! (Obviously!)

I haven't actually finished. Just one more chapter left. But its fine. I'm done with the major plot anyways. Let's start!

How do I feel about Elbert's route?

All in all, it was kinda....meh. I wasn't entirely bad nor it was good. It's just...I'm so dissatisfied.

How was the story?

It was half boring and half good. I chose the Madness route and let me just say, for how dark Elbert's story is, the ending is just so disappointing. Now this is just the Madness route, maybe in the Blind route is much better (I hope it is).

El's story mainly contains two stories - 1. Main story that reveals El's past and his curse and 2. Bernard&Co. I'll be honest... I don't care about Bernard and his company! Nor do I care about Gabriel and his kinky stuff nor Daisy and her blue poppies. It really has nothing to do with El's past. It's just boring side story that just keeps getting in the way of the main storyline and it cannot be avoided. I honestly didn't pay any attention to Bernard&Co story because I was bored and I'm more interested in getting to know El.

On the other hand, I was quite interested in El's past. Yes! It's one of the most tragic ones I've heard. I love how dark it is and the writers did a good job in making me actually hate EVERYONE related to El. I also loved how they showed the scene where Al tells Kate about El's past in a library where they first met and at the same time, El was having a dream where he sees his whole childhood. It's a nice transition. They keep switching between Kate's pov to El's pov from time to time. Good job! I liked that.

The writers did keep me interested in the story because to be honest, I was really looking forward on how El finally comes out from his tragic past and faces his true nemesis. But they went and ruined it in the end so much so that it WASN'T WORTH SPENDING 1500 DIAMONDS and 25 story tickets!!! Yes! I did use my diamonds, which I've been saving for Jude, on story tickets.....because I was so hooked! I couldn't wait 10 days and I couldn't sleep until I found out what's going to be Jeffery's ending.

What happens to Jeffery?

By this time, you must know that, Jeffery is the true main villain in El's route. Not Gabriel Bernard. If you don't know, Jeffery was the chief butler of the Greetia house. He and the other servants SA-ed El everyday since he was 9-year-old. Not only this, let me list out all the crimes he has committed:

SA-ed a minor everyday.

Brainwashed and manipulated that same child.

Bribed a guy to kidnapped Kate and also told him to sell her, because you know, she was preventing him from SA-ing El.

Tried to kill Kate.

And also being completely delusional in thinking that the reason why El was trying to kill him because Kate brainwashed him and not because...all of the above.

Yeah. So you'd think, a monster like that would get painful death, right? But no. El just shows up, says hi and stabs him with his sword. That's it.

I was really disappointed, because I thought, El was going to make him suffer for what he has done and killing him as painfully as possible, because he deserves it. For some reason, the writers just made it anticlimactic. If I compare this ending with William and Harrison, their ending is much more exciting. Especially William's...I'll translate that as soon as my exam is over...so please be patient, it's on Sep 8th. Okay?

But yeah, that's it. I don't how El kills him in the other ending. Someone told me that El poisons him. Poison apple I guess. I'll see that when I play the other ending, but not anytime soon.

What is El's tragic ending?

El's tragic ending according to Victor is to die while being unsatisfied. We see El trying to collect the most beautiful thing in the world, but El's tragic end is, he will die without getting that most beautiful thing.

What about Al?

I still don't understand why Al kissed Kate. It still confuses me and Yes! Kate does tell El that Al kissed her and El was like--

Kate: "Well....Mr. Alphonse.....kissed me on the lip--"

El kisses her before she could finish her sentence.

El: "Tell me Kate, who is your daddy?"

Kate: *blushes* "It's Lord Elbert...."

El: *smiling* "Good."

El: "If it's Al, I don't mind..."

Kate: "You're....n-not going to kill him, right?"

El: "If it was someone else, I would have.......I'd rather you not, but if you want to kiss someone else besides me, it should be only Al."

Kate: *jealous* "I don't want to kiss someone else. I only want to kiss you..."

Yeah, that's El's reaction. He was surprisingly calm about it. Al on the other hand is starting to grow on me. He's like the Mitsuhide of this game, so mysterious that you can't tell if he's on good side or bad side. El seems to trust Al very much. Yes, he is jealous about Kate spending time with another man, but he also trusts Al and knows that no matter what, Al will keep her safe. Al on the other hand dislikes the fact that both Kate and El trusts him so much. I don't know if Al even likes El as friend. Sometimes he acts like friend and sometimes he doesn't. It's so confusing, so I'm really looking forward for his route.

Kate and El

Honestly, these two are made for each other. Both are jealous possessive types that keeps asking each other if they were thinking about each other while they were apart. There are only some cute moments here and there, like El staring at Kate so he could get into her heart and also making sure that she only looks at him and only thinks about him and also grabs her face and makes it turn to look at him and also asking to look only at him lol. It's a funny scene I liked it. But most of his route is full of sadness and sadness and .....lots of sadness. You get my point.

Final thoughts

This post is really short but there is not much to talk about because I already spoiled you guys about El's past which is the major part of the story.

I wish the story was bit more exciting, at least the writers could have improved the ending of Jeffery after making me hate him so much. All in all it was a pretty meh experience. I still think Harry's route is the best one so far.

[im-out-of-it]

JAMES RANT BECAUSE HE IS GETTING ON MY DAMN NERVES

“I never loved her,” James said. “I only thought I did.” Matthew slumped in the doorway “I wish I could believe that.”, he said. “Because what it looks like is that the moment Cordelia has left you, you decided you couldn’t bear being left. I suppose no one ever has, have they? Everyone’s always loved you.” He said it with a matter of factness that was startling. “Except perhaps Grace. Perhaps that’s why you wanted her in the first place. I don’t think she’s capable of loving anyone.”

“Matthew-“ James could feel the weight of the silver bracelet as though it circled on his wrist still, though he knew perfectly well it was broken and back at Curzon Street. He wanted to protest, to explain his own innocence, but how could he do so when he hadn’t yet told Cordelia? Surely she was owed the truth first. And the thought of telling her, if garnering her pity, was still unbearable. Better to be hated than pitied- by Daisy, by Matthew-

I’m sorry but what are we doing here? James keeps going on about how Cordelia would pity him and that’s not love. so James would rather have Cordelia hate him than tell her the truth so they could be together? I don’t even ship them but mate, you’re not helping matters. here’s another:

He pushed the thought away sharply, as if he were a puncturing a soap bubble. Pity and kindness were not love. Only free choice was love; if he learned nothing else from the horror of the bracelet, he had learned that.

see, this is my problem with this whole “she will pity me” storyline. 1. it’s fucking repetitive. we already have to deal with Cordelia not wanting to be pitied so now we have to hear it from James? plus it never ends. I’m sorry but it’s such lazy writing to do this for four hundred bloody pages. like it did not need to take this long!!!!!

2. you state free choice is love but by not telling Cordelia the whole story, you’re taking her choice from her. it’s Cordelia’s choice if she wants to be with you or not. but by not telling her everything, she doesn’t have all the facts. so you are kinda taking that from her. and honestly, all their friends would support James. as Matthew said, everyone loves him because in CC world, everyone loves a herondale.

I’m sorry but I don’t get the whole point of this story. I know James or Cordelia or even Grace don’t want people to pity them but if you withhold stuff from people and choose this lifestyle, it’s not doing you any favors. and it’s honestly just fucking irritating. I get not wanting to be burdened but I feel like is a whole other thing

did we really need to go on and on and on and on and on and on about this???? literally how I felt anytime I saw the word pity. CC has ruined pity, bracelet, gold, tiger, lion, any word she has used for the herondales for me. girl is about 50 something and has made shit ton of money off these books. I think you can afford a writing class CC and also you can definitely afford therapy by now lmao

I don’t understand the whole point of this whole pity thing. it seems a waste of time to me. could’ve used that time to work on Matthew, give Thomas and Alastair more pages (THEY DESERVED MORE CONTENT), maybe I don’t know not killing Kit or actually giving him a proper death, literally anything would have sufficed. it’s the miscommunication for me. it’s the fact that you spent so many pages on the stuff that doesn’t matter as much and you rush the ending. yes, you could’ve did this storyline but it did not need this much fucking focus

and I’m not trying to be rude because I get they are going through stuff but it didn’t need this much time to work on. at least with thomastair, they had actual conversations about why they couldn’t be together at the time

James is constantly like “I love you Daisy” ok but you have to see how it looks mate. I don’t hate James but it makes it extremely hard to root for him. and this is why I can’t get into this triangle nor can I get into Cordelia and james. Matthew is the one who is hurt because we know he’s not going to be the one. it was so unnecessary and unneeded

[bearsinpotatosacks]

I made a more updated Cornetto Trilogy/Mission Impossible/Top Gun/ER family tree so here it is but I'll also explain it too. Also shout out to @whoophoney for keeping my special interest in the cornetto trilogy alive

I can't actually get all branches on here, hence the explaination, but we'll start at the Great Grandma who started it all. She had 2 daughters, who we'll call Grandma King and Grandma Angel for the 2 family lines. Let's go down theAngel line first.

Left to right, we have Barbara Riley, with her unnamed dead husband named Father Riley, and her only son Shaun Riley, we also see her and Phillip Not-Riley because we don't actually get his surname or what Barbara's is so, yeah, any name I don't have is just not-known surname.

Next we have Gillian Bisley, nee Angel, once married to but not separated from John Bisley with their two kids Tim and Kate Bisley. We see that Tim is kind of with Daisy, and their kid "Luke" Bisley but I just don't get why they didn't name their daughter Leia?

And finally, we have Father Angel, keeper of the namesake, also without a name, and his only son Nicholas, appropriately partnered to one, Danny Butterman, yes I have put the Butterman's on here too but we know them.

Next we'll go down the King line

I'll explain the Benji and Gary situation because they have different surnames. Benji was born when his parents were together, maybe married, maybe not, but he got his dad's name. Gary was born after their dad had left when their mum told him she was pregnant again, so got his mum's surname.

Benji went to Oxford, then got scouted by an American engineering company so went there. But going with the Dead Reckoning Pt 1 idea that most people in the IMF got into some dodgy stuff and had no way out, the only thing I can imagine Benji doing is pirating stuff? He got really good at it during uni but found something he shouldn't have done and was given the choice of prison or be a tech at the IMF. As far as his family know, he's still working at that engineering company.

Benji and Ethan are together, of course, and let's go into his side of the family.

Ethan and Maverick are twin brothers, yes in canon there's 2 years between them but sshhhh, this is my family tree. They were born twins in 1962 but separated after Duke Mitchell died. Ethan was adopted by Margaret and Nathan Hunt and slowly forgot about his birth family, not because they forced him to but just because he was turning three when Duke died.

Mav forgot too and after his mum died, he went into foster care. One day, I think Benji gets Ethan a family tree thing and he finds out he has a twin brother. They meet, bond, maybe clash a little because of their values? I know they're quite similar in the way that they rebel against their respective governmental organisations but I feel like the reasons why would cause them to clash? Mav does it because that's just what he does whereas Ethan does it because he wants to save everyone.

Now onto Mav, his RIO was Goose and this is where I added more to my previous family tree.

I wanted Goose and Mark Greene to be cousins because they both have some kind of connection to the military, Goose is in the Navy, Mark's dad was a captain in the Navy and felt pressured to join it. But then I realised that if their dads were brothers, how could they have different names. So I blamed the War. I did have a headcanon that Goose's grandad was a jazz musician, but maybe that's on his mum's side.

So, Grandpapy Bradshaw, had Goose's dad then died in WW2, maybe on D-Day, which goes with the theme of Bradshaws dying young because I headcanon that Goose's dad died when he was 13 and Goose died at 26 and Carole dies at some point when Bradley's a kid. His Grandma remarries to Grandpapa Greene, has Mark's dad, then Mark's born and kind of hates Goose when he's going through his teenage angst phase he went through in Hawaii because Goose was his dad's favourite nephew because he wanted to join the Navy so much.

Mark met Jen, had Rachel, got divorced, met Elizabeth, had Ella and died. Obviously a lot more, but I wonder what he'd think of his cousin dying so young when he was still in his Navy hating part of his life.

I really want to see a Benthan wedding, with all the Cornetto Trilogy people on Benji's side, and all of the past teams for Mission Impossible and all the Top Gun gang on Ethan's. It's just a funny image and it would probably be interrupted by some bad guy trying to destroy the world and everyone's reactions would be hilarious

Gonna tag @pollyna and @caveiratimida too

[notafunkiller]

First of all, I hope that you’re well and I apologise for the long message!

I wanted to share my thoughts on Sebastian Stan and Annabelle Wallis and their relationship. For me, I personally wasn’t really aware some time ago that he was in a relationship, but when I found out, I was open-minded to see who was on his side. This is in no way any hate; I just wanted to share my thoughts.

I would never say that Annabelle is a bad person. I'm sure she’s kind to her friends and family. But when I think about her behavior in their relationship, it often seems like she’s making regular actions to show that they’re together. In my opinion, if your relationship is secure, you don’t even feel the urge to prove anything to anyone. Additionally, there seems to be very little affection shown towards her from Sebastian, and from what we know and have seen, Sebastian is an affectionate person.

It also appears that she’s frequently looking up information about Sebastian from fan pages or checking up on her ex and their current partners. From my personal view, it rather seems like a PR relationship. I can imagine that it may have turned out not as he thought it would and complicating things.

And what I think is rather strange that people act like she can’t do anything wrong and that she’s innocent. To me, it seems more like she’s calculating situation after situation to maintain control over the public image of their relationship.

And after what I heard in the Deuxmoi podcast some time ago, I was quite confused. Let’s say it isn’t a PR relationship—then this relationship is pretty confusing, if you can even call it a genuine relationship. If you'd like, I can summarize it up for you.

And again sorry for the long message!

Hi, do not apologizeee, please!

I love long messages and I do not think anything you said is direspectful, let alone hateful ❤️

she’s making regular actions to show that they’re together. In my opinion, if your relationship is secure, you don’t even feel the urge to prove anything to anyone. Additionally, there seems to be very little affection shown towards her from Sebastian, and from what we know and have seen, Sebastian is an affectionate person.

YES!!! No one in a secure relationship wants to prove it so badly.

Fans say Sebastian is more "mature and private" (which makes no sense bc you can be mature and private and show affection, lol) bc this relationship is more serious, but after being seen with Annabelle, he was still his old very affectionate self in his interviews with Daisy Edgar-Jones.

To me, it seems more like she’s calculating situation after situation to maintain control over the public image of their relationship.

It's clear to me she does, which brings benefits obviously. He doesn't "allow" (lack of a better word) her to post him for real on her social media, so she does other things.

Let’s say it isn’t a PR relationship—then this relationship is pretty confusing, if you can even call it a genuine relationship. If you'd like, I can summarize it up for you.

I think I know what you mean; they said it's basically not serious and he doesn't consider them an item while she wants more even though she knew form the start the conditions.

For me it's clear they're PR, and tbh, it'd be much much worse if it was real. Because I'd never want my boyfriend of 2 years (they've been dating for 2 years, right?) to display 0 affection, looking like he is forced to be next to me, covering his face, not giving me his hand to hold, not wanting me with him at events etc (stuff he did with his previous girlfriends). If my sister or any of my friends went through this, I'd be livid.

Sebastian doesn't even do the bare minimum, yet people - his own fans do not find it strange.

Please, write and develop as much as you want❤️

[axverelalol]

Bowser x Female Reader (2)

after that whole convo you guys started to go to that “place”

                                   (Y/N POV)

“This better work..i cant let peach get captured again. besides if she does this time, it’ll actually be my fault since i decided we should go there.” after that you arrived at the so call “Fancy Place”, you all get your stuff from out of the (INSERT VEHICLE) then a woman named FELLA welcomed you six in! 

“Welcome to The Demon Hotel!! lets see..Oh!! Y/N! Welcome back from….such a long trip…~ I mean! *clears throat* The Mushroom Kingdom Of course! Bowsers been waiting for your return~! but lets not talk about that at the moment. lets start by finding you six a room! hmm..” Fella look at the six and decided to make the girls stay in one whole room and same thing with Mario and Luigi. “Well then, maybe you four can stay in one room and… you two…. Can stay in one room aswell!! Mario and Luigi stood in their place while the other four were excited except Y/N she was  pretending cause she knew what Bowser was planning. you three arrived at your rooms then got settled in, thats when you realized the room looked familiar.

  “Hey.. uhm, Daisy? doesn’t this room look familiar to you?..”

  “No? why? well i mean, the paintings, the walls, the carpet, and the furniture looks fam- oh god who am i kidding! yeah it looks extremely familiar.” you both stood in your place then looked around the room for a slight minute while Peach and Rose were confused. then suddenly Fella came to the door and knocked saying. “May i come in?” 

“Of course!” Peach said, then she came in asking you four if you wanted to join Bowser and a certain person for dinner??

“Oh uhm..” Rose looked at Daisy and Y/N like she wanted permission to say yes then You and Daisy Nodded.

“Well then, Of course what time?”

“Is 4pm Alright..?”

“Yup! thank you!” 

“Of Course!” she left laughing and of course You, Daisy, And Rose Knew what the plan was. skipping time lets head on to the mario bros! since their barely talking in this.. but anyway Fella went to their room without knocking at all. cause she hated them as much has He hated them. “So. Bowser himself wanted me to ask you idiots if you wanted to attend dinner with Bowser himself and your other four friends.” 

“Oh Uhhhhh-“

“Sure!” Mario said with deep regret. “Splendid! meet us in the dinning room at 4pm!” she leaves with a disgusted face like she wanted to kill them. after that it was almost time for dinner, You and the others get ready to go to the dinning room, you almost arrive at the dinning room but you start to stop Daisy, Rose, Mario, And Luigi, talking about the plan and Peach stood there thinking she did something but she didn’t want to go in there alone but she goes anyway and Surprisingly Bowser is actually there along with that certain person. 

“So you guys remember the plan?” you said quietly 

“Yeah!” said all of them, then you guys head into the dinning room seeing Peach scared cause Bowser was admiring Everything about her then he turns around to see you five. “Well well well. isn’t it nice to see you five again..especially you..Y/N.” 

“whatever.” you rudely say, then bowser looks at Rosalina and then said to rose.

 “Also, i dont believe we met?”  Bowser said to Rose While she tries not to panic.

 “Actually, we have. just.., Bad memories.”  you all sat there in silence and Peach tries to break the ice as always

“Sooo uhm, Bowser? why did you invite us to dinner so suddenly?..” Bowser was silent for a while glaring at Y/N and they were confused to why he was admiring Y/N Instead of peach. then Rosalina breaks the ice this time. but a little more ruder. “Uhm, Bowser? if you dont mind me asking but. do you still uhm yknow..like Peach or-“ thats when Bowser cut her off. “Uhm no. Its Always gonna be uhm P-Peach..” the room went silent again.. and you were confused on why he doesn’t want Peach anymore but it MIGHT be apart of his plan but you dont know yet so your not gonna bring that up in the meeting with Mario,Luigi,Rosalina And Daisy. 

                     time skip cause i ran out of ideas

after all of that you all decide to go to Mario and Luigi’s room and told Peach to stay there and they wont be long but they ended up staying there until midnight but Peach was asleep by 1am cause you all stayed there until 4am and slept at almost 5am but moving on to that conversation.

“So, why are we here again?” Daisy Questioned

“Its our meet up duh, but seriously. remember when Bowser Was looking at me funny?..” you said slowly

and they all nodded

“i mean, maybe he likes you………” Rosalina said then everyone went silent once again.. then Daisy and You Grabbed Rosalina and headed back to your room. 

                                          time skip

after that you woke up and realized Daisy, Peach and Rose were gone then you got up and ran to see if Mario and Luigi were there..but surprisingly they werent. you didnt know what to do. so you got dressed and wondered around the “Hotel” which is actually a Mansion. you were confused but you havent been there since the…incident. but anyway you found a door that was locked and then you went to go find a key you looked everywhere and you finally found one. you unlock the door which leads you to a letter.

Letter: I figured you’d read this. if you did, just know you have two weeks to save them or they’ll be gone forever. Just know you’ll need to look for Certain things. and a CERTAIN person you wont love to see. But Fella may help you. depends on what your looking for. if you want them back then find these items and after you find them bring them back here and put them in the box under the desk. And one thing you MUST bring to me in person. 

-The Mushroom Princesses love potion

-Dead roses (red)

-Dark ancient key

-Red wedding dress

Be glad it isnt much. your gonna hate the thing you must bring in person tho. once you find those things then you’ll get the thing 

you were confused on to why he needed those things. but it was only for Peach and them. 

                                       (Y/N POV)

“hm, maybe i could check the lounge? the key should be there since EVERY key that exist is there” you check the lounge to find alot of keys. “Oh my- All these keys?!?!” you start to look at all the keys to see if the Ancient key is there. then you thought to yourself saying maybe it would be Red with dead roses on it since its Ancient and They want it. you take a look around to see if you find it, but to your surprise you…. didnt. but then you went to the staff room which your not supposed to be at but you had to go there. you walked in and looked around for a slight second. “Geez, this big room for such little staff? well done Bowser.” you hit your head on the wall on purpose about to give up then go get them yourself until you see a red box glowing you grab it but it looks like you need a key..welp, more searching! “Great. Just, Great.” you continue to search for the key to the box but to your surprise it was under the desk. you unlock the box to find the Ancient Key. you throw it into your bag. “Great. now i just gotta find..” you stopped yourself when you saw The Mushroom Princesses Love Potion. “Was that always there or- ugh whatever.” (im so dead..) you decided to go to the mushroom princesses kingdom to find her busy planning a wedding for someone. 

“Hey! Sasha?” (im not sure what her name is so, Sasha it is!)

“Just put that over- Oh sorry Y/N Im busy at the moment but its great to see you! i thought you were on the trip?”

“Yeah but-“ 

“JUST PUT IT OVER THERE!! *Clears Throat* Sorry darling! continue?”

“Yeah uhhh….Erm d-dont worry about it! do you mind if i borrow one of your potions?” 

Sasha was silent for a second but she trusted you with her life.

“Of course! just be careful not to use the whole bottle! who knows what will happen..” 

“Alright, Thank you!” you hug her before she goes back to telling the people what to do, then you head into her room of potions looking for the Love Potion you finally found it! then you leave and head out back to the Mansion placing the love potion carefully into your back checking those two off the list! but you suddenly reached a rose field on your way to the Mansion so you looked at the list cause you thought you needed some type of rose. then you saw “Red Dead Roses” so you looked around for a dead rose bush that was red but to your surprise you found one! its not like the Mushroom Princess to not take care of the flowers and roses, but that was the only dead rose bush you found, and you were curious about that but would ask her after this stuff. then you check that off the list then you head back to the Mansion.

List: 

-The Mushroom Princesses love potion (Check)

-Dead roses (red) (Check)

-Dark ancient key (Check)

-Red wedding dress

“Only.. one left, Where the hell am i supposed to get a red wedding dress!?!??!” you stood there for a second while Fella Was Watching you from a distance. then you thought you could use Peaches old wedding dress that Bowser Forced her to wear one time. you sneak into Bowsers room to see him talking to your friends! The one and only.. Rosalina, Princess Peach, Princess Daisy, Mario and Luigi! you hid beside his Large bed watching him talk to the five.

“Then once she gets here to “save” you five then ill take her. then she’ll be mine once again.

“Well then why did you want Peach if you wanted Y/N so badly huh??!?!??!” Daisy said angrily

“Well maybe I NEVER KNEW she WAS alive until now. Peach Just reminded me of her.”

“But Peach is nothing like her! Y/N Has Y/H/C And Y/E/C And Peach has Blue eyes And her hair is Blonde!” Bowser was silent for a minute. and you couldn’t believe what you heard.. Well you didn’t know the WHOLE topic since you just arrived but what you did hear sounding like.. *CRACK* “Dang it!” you ran before Bowser could even find you. “there is no way i can get that dress! but whats the point of getting these things if i already know where they are!? “…Wait a second..” you went back to the room and listened.. “Well, since she hasn’t found the “things.” Yet, your gonna be with me for a while. then once she finds them all ill be putting you in..a room. Peach knows what im talking about~ And Peach. If Y/N EVER Comes in here. Never and i mean NEVER Tell her where you all are going. do you understand?” Peach nodded her head. and you continue to find a red wedding dress hoping you dont have to go get peaches. you look everywhere but you dont find one. “Welp, if im gonna die today, let it be now.” you waited until Bowser was at a so called “Meeting” then you snuck inside his room to look for the dress, but you thought about the thing you Needed to bring in person.. but you’ll figure that out once you get the dress and head back to the box. 

                               another time skip

It was 10pm and Bowser was finally at his “Meeting” you snuck in to get the dress Peach whore but to your surprise they were..Sleeping?..they dont sleep at this time when their trying to leave but as long as they were breathing your fine, as soon as you got the dress you ran back to the room where you found the letter then you sat down and Carefully took everything out of your bag since the love potion is made out of glass. You were trying to figure out what he needed in person so then you look at the letter again, finding nothing. thats when you tried to flip it over hoping something was on the back of it, and their was! it said what to bring in person but it was only the first letter of it. ‘’MPLP’’ “What the hell does MPLP mean-“ “…Mushroom princesses love potion? why the hell does he want me to bring that to him in person? ugh whatever” you start to walk around the mansion since you know he knows you’ve found the later (btw you already put the things in the box im too busy to add that.. and im including one of the boo’s a bit since their hot/p) but you suddenly run into Three other friends of your that you never mention cause your dead if they knew about them. And it was Fred,Roma(Female???),and a little one you favored and his name was Billy?? you give people random names since its a bit funny! but the your boo friends dont mind at all! once they saw you run towards them you were about to hug them but they vanished..”Weird..” you shrug then continued to go to the place you knew where they were at. you continued to find the place and suddenly Roma came up to you

“Y/N, Y/N!!!”

“Yeah what is it?”

“IM NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TELLING YOU THIS BUT WHATEVER YOU DO DONT DRINK THAT WINE.” you froze and wonder what shes talking about.

“What?.. What wine?”

“GOD YOUR SO DUMB! B-BUT IN A GOOD WAY! AND WHAT I MEAN IS BOWSER IS PLANNING TO MARRY YOU! BUT OF COURSE HE KNEW YOU WERE GONNA SAY NO SO HE NEEDED YOU TO BRING THE LOVE POTION IN PERSON SO HE CAN SNEAK IT INTO YOUR WINE HES GONNA OFFER YOU!” 

                                          …

                                          …

                                          …

“Y- Y/N?…”

                                            …

“Oh Uh sorry, and thanks for telling me! and i wont tell him you told me, but uhm…tell me,…why did you guys run away when i came near you?..”

                                          …

                                          …

                                          …

“B-because! we were talking about how were gonna ask you things f-for Bowser! and we havent talked in years so we were very afraid..”

“….well..ask away?” 

                                              …

                                              ...

“whats uhm..your favorite color…?”

“Uhm..well maybe… Red..?” Roma stood there in silence hoping you were joking. but, you weren’t. 

“you sure..?”

“…”

“Yeah..im sure?” Roma left before asking you the next question. which there wasn’t a next question you wondered why he wanted to know ONLY your favorite color. but you shrug and continued walking down the long hallways. then a familiar voice appeared in a dark room and you see Mario and…Daisy?..

“Y/N OVER HERE!”

“Omg Daisy, Mario! Your Aliv- wait.. wheres Luigi, Peach and Rose?…..”

“……Their with Bowser. doing something.”

“…”

“Something..?”

“…yeah, WELL NOT WHAT YOUR THINK BUT LIKE-“

“STOP DONT- JUST DONT SAY IT DAISY DONT.”

“OKOK BUT SERIOUSLY DONT TELL BOWSER WE TOLD YOU BUT….nah Mario you tell Y/N”

“Fine. Bowser is planning a so called “Wedding” for you and him.”

“Lol how is he gonna m-“ 

                                           …

                                           …

                                           …

you stood there in silence, remembering about what Roma said 

“Uhm Y/N??” 

“Oh uh yeah? sorry i was thinking about something but i just noticed…why are you both wearing those?…”

“Bowser Made us wear them. for your WEDDING!!!11!!1!

“….well i have a plan…just dont tell him..”

“….?” 

                        after explaining the plan.

“Got it? They both nodded now they have to take you somewhere to try on peaches dress which was red and dead flowers that were glowing and red gloves with glowing vines on them.

                   im out of ideas so maybe ill make another chapter and hope its not long

[autisticempathydaemon]

If you're still doing the matchups, I'd love to get one, thanks. This is such a cute and fun idea, and I've loved reading them. Thanks for doing this!

What song are you fixated on at the moment? What lyric or verse, and why? Queencard by (G)I-dle. It's mostly in Korean, so I can't understand most of the lyrics, but it just makes me feel so happy.

What is your Enneagram type?

5

Do you love gargantuan Youtube video essays, and if so, which is your favorite and why?

Sometimes yes, sometimes no. Depends if it's something I'm vaguely interested in or not.

Tell me about your childhood imaginary friend.

I don't remember, and I asked my mum and she can't remember any details either

What is your go-to way to fall asleep?

Get waaaay too tired because I've stayed up too late 😭

Aside from that, my fave Redacted sleep aid

If you had to change your name, what would it be, and why? (In tandem, if you have changed your name, why did you pick that one?)

Daisy maybe, I like the sound of it.

What is your favorite of Redacted’s audios, and why?

Anything Adam. Something about him just scratches that weird little itch in my brain just right.

What Redacted boy holds no appeal to you, and why? Like, not the one you hate but the one who you don’t get the hype for. (I won’t judge, I promise.)

Sam maybe. I haven't listened to most of his audios, so haven't got really invested. Also the overhype for him in the fandom has kinda made me sick of him.

Tell me about that one book/movie/tv show you know all the words to.

None really, I don't rewatch stuff a lot, and my memory isn't great, so that doesn't help lmao.

Which Redacted boy are you platonically attracted to? Like- forget dating, which dude do you want to be your best friend?

Guy, maybe. He's so fun and I love him so much, but I don't think I'd want to date him.

Do you have a go-to thing you ramble about when you’re tired, and if so, what is it? (For example, my boyfriend knows I’m ready to sleep when I start talking about space.)

Nope, I just get really quiet when I'm sleepy.

Tell me your go-to gas station and drink combo.

A slurpee and a sweet pastry of some kind, probably.

Tell me about your favorite playlist at the moment. 

I've made one that I add all my musical hyperfixations to as they occur. It's sooo good (imo anyways).

What’s your guilty pleasure media, and why?

I try not to feel guilty about anything that I really enjoy. I guess boyfriend asmr could count, since it's not something I'd discuss with anyone unless I knew they were also a fan.

And whatever else you think tells me about who you are!

Idk, I'm just a person at war with their brain (ADHD) and their body (gender dysphoria)

Thanks again! ❤❤❤

Type Fives seem to be characterized as independent, thoughtful people in their own heads and thoughts. That tracks with what I know of ADHD and your quiet temperament when you become tired, and because of this, I like Huxley with you.

I feel like people can take Fives, like Honey, and mistake their stoic or introverted nature for misanthropy or arrogance; Huxley would know better. He strikes me as a very chill, flexible ambivert, nature thriving in clamor or silence, you know? He’d be a supportive, steady presence by your side- your rock, if you will, which all neurodivergent people could use (I say from experience).

Being with Huxley would be just so perfect, as perfect as a relationship could realistically be. He’s so thoughtful, considerate, and empathetic; he’d be a great person to have around when suffering from dysphoria, always willing to listen and knowing what he can do to help. Since he’s also so chill and so nice and so genuinely interested, he’d love to hear you talk about boyfriend asmr or whatever you might be hyperfixated on. He’d be one of those people who sincerely listens to infodump and becomes an expert on those subjects just to engage with you and what you love.

Song:

Ooh, who said it's true/ That the growing only happens on your own?/ They don't know me and you/ I don't think you have to leave/ If to change is what you need/ You can change right next to me

I’m a sucker for Huxley and songs with growing/nature-centric word choices; what can I say? Huxley strikes me as a chill, acoustic, indie kind of guy who loves some solid, stellar vocals, so this Ben Platt song works well with that. I also love that this is a really realistically romantic song that has a sentiment I could see Huxley expressing, you know? It has this imagery of two people like vines or trees in a relationship, growing together, becoming intertwined, supporting each other over them.

Runner-ups:

Lasko is a runner-up because I’m a Lasko kinnie, I’m autistic so Lasko is autistic, and there’s no cuter ship than the ADHD/Autistic ship, you know? They work! Ollie is a runner up for more legitimate reasons in that he has a lot of the same supportive, sweet traits as Huxley- just not as much.

note: thank you so much for waiting and playing~!

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌

[icemankazansky]

Tag Game: Get to Know Me

Thanks for the tag, @brendaonao3! (Note for people who tag me in tag games: I love to be tagged in tag games, even though my typical response time suggests otherwise.)

Name: Carly

Pronouns: she/her

Star sign: Maverick sun, Iceman rising Sagittarius sun, Leo rising, Pisces moon

Number of siblings (+ any fun facts): One of each, both younger. They look like each other, but I don't look like them at all. (Oddly, my sister and I both look like our mother, but in different ways.) When my sister and I were little, my mom used to have to tell people that yes, we had the same father. (Bc people think it's fine to ask stuff like that? Also I have very curly hair, and it's a recessive trait that one person in every generation on my mom's side gets, but people are so weird about natural curls, and every new hair dresser I see asks, "Who did you get them from?" and a disturbing number of them have made jokes about my mother's infidelity and my questionable parentage when I inform them no, neither of my parents have curls. Who raised y'all?)

Number of pets & their names: Currently, I myself only have one animal, my dog, Elio. But 1. I am actively looking for another dog, 2. My family has a ton of dogs, and 3. We all volunteer for dog rescues (Yes, plural. My sister actually started her own 503c NPO rescue a couple years ago bc her own, like, extra credit financing of homeless dog medical bills was going to bankrupt her, so she had to start a charity so people could donate. She specializes in senior and special needs dogs, but works with local city and county animal control agencies so she gets a lot of breeder and hoarder surrenders, and subsequently ends up with, for example, 18 purebred Bernese Mountain Dog puppies several times a year.) The point is, there's, like, a whole lot of dogs in here.

Fandoms: They are legion. Mostly active in Top Gun rn. Again. Still. Still again.

Favorite song: They too are legion, but include Fiona Apple - I Know, Fleetwood Mac - Silver Springs, Hozier - From Eden, Lake Street Dive - Good Kisser, Bad Company - Bad Company, Natalie Merchant - My Skin. Lately, I'm listening to the following a very normal amount: Tracy Chapman - You're the One (it is Icemav af BTW check it out)

Favorite author: Fiction: Neil Gaiman. Nonfiction: Mary Roach.

Favorite fic type: I like established relationships, true love and people just enjoying each other, and happy endings.

Favorite holiday: Ugh I hate this. Um, New Years Eve.

Do you have a partner (romantic, qpr, etc)?: I already told you I have a dog. Nope.

Hobbies: Dogs, writing, art of various kinds (mostly drawing, some painting, and I am always trying new things like building a tufted headboard, teaching myself to sew, or making custom funko pops), gif making, Val Kilmer.

Fun facts about you: I've never had a cavity. I ran over myself with my own car. I can't figure out if I have 12 tattoos or 13. I can French and Dutch braid my own hair. My favorite perfume is Chance by Chanel, but I also wear Daisy by Marc Jacobs if I want something lighter.

[fluorescentbrains]

I’ve watched snw and lower decks but haven’t watched discovery yet (not sure if I’m going to frankly) I feel like all I hear is negative things about it? And my opinion is that snw would be unwatchable without uhura and the occasional charm from some of the other characters (none of which are like. Consistently great even if they all have their moments) but lwd is really solid perhaps my favorite Star Trek thus far (I’ve seen up to season 2 tng of old trek watching in release order)

Is disco really that bad? Is it worth watching? I always kind of wonder if people hate on it excessively because it has a black woman as the lead (lwd does too ofc but she notably shares that role with a white man and it’s an animated workplace comedy as opposed to a serious space adventure)

so I think one thing that trips people up with discovery is that the first season is pretty grim and violent and a lot of the characters hate each other. i don’t know why bryan fuller went for hannibal rather than pushing daisies when he wrote season 1, but he did. i think this is what puts a lot of the tumblr demographic off. the tone changes a lot in later seasons and becomes more recognizably star trek, and you can really tell they went through multiple showrunners.

for the reddit demographic, i do think they’re just mad about a black woman being captain and gay people being featured in prominent roles lmao. they give themselves away when they say michael burnham is a mary sue—she’s no more mary sue than james kirk. the fact she’s spock’s adopted sister might seem kind of silly at first but i think the show actually does some really compelling stuff with it, and i loved their sibling interactions.

all that is to say, the show has some issues which may or may not impact your enjoyment, but imo yes, it’s worth at least giving a chance—it’s worth it just for sonequa martin-green’s performance as michael burnham, honestly, even if you’re not interested in the plot. saru and stamets are my other two favorites, and they get some pretty interesting stuff to do.

in conclusion—i understand why some people don’t like disco’s vibe and feel like it’s got too many convoluted plots and firefights for a star trek show. i agree with that to an extent, but i also think it’s got some really good characters and interesting takes on pre-existing lore.

[hislittleraincloud]

No hate at all but please tell me what's up with your deep hatred for Jenna. What did she say about Miller's girl that was so bad??

"Deep hatred"? I wouldn't say it's deep hatred. I've always said it was/is a love/hate. I can't truly hate something/someone who brought me back into writing. (So if she out there readin' (LOL), I don't hate you, Mama...you just annoy the crap out of me sometimes.)

Regarding Miller's Girl, that post I clipped of her talking about it annoys me, since she says she'd never read any character like Cairo before. You know, Cairo being a brilliant, ahead-of-everyone-around-her teen writer with a bigger vocabulary than her peers who lives in a big haunted mansion and who hates crowds.

Nah, she never read any character like that before.

I get it, she isn't about to compare the two roles because press promo for MG could never. But some of the stuff that comes out of her mouth is vapid as all Hell, like talking as if college/education prospects are a million miles behind her ("I really wanted to go, I tried for a minute!" both Elle and Jenna acting like Jenna's 50 years old and the capability to go to college just eludes her...she was 20 when she gave that interview 💀). I have very low level of respect for those who don't think they can go get an education while they're living the celebrity life; if Emma Watson could do it, so can she, if she really wants to. But she doesn't, so 🤷🏽‍♂️

The bar goes even lower when I read how strongly of a Jesus Beater she is from her book. The indoctrination is thick with this one, but that's how it typically is with the religious Mexicans (I know, because I have them in my family) and you have to be sharp to escape the cultural programming. My 81yo father broke away 70 years ago after discovering science, and after thinking for himself (and after witnessing the priests going after the Pretty Choir Boys in his church). I could talk a long time about this aspect, but it's a touchy subject for me and one that involves lots of fucking [religious] trauma, none of which has anything to do with my parents/family (just girls who were so frighteningly indoctrinated that common sense was non-existent in their brains, and it upended my life for the worse each time). However, she was 18 and still relatively insulated when she published that book. So maybe time will tell. Doubtful, given how ingrained it is w/her fam, but one never knows, esp. in Hollyweird. Something in her changed though, I've noticed, from 18 to now. 😕 Now that I've kind of sort of 'caught up' some on her as an actress, because prior to me hearing of her casting for Wednesday, I didn't know who she was. I still didn't know after I watched the show in January '23 (I was convinced to, by the friend I have who is now missing). And when I found out she was that chick from the Babysitter 2, I was all, "No way, I thought she was the worst!" I kept hoping her character would get dispatched 💀🤣. I had to see if I was missing something, since her fanbase is a really weird soup of young lesbians and old cishet guys sharing half-naked AI pics of her using her 15-year-old face on Facebook. It fascinates me that those are her biggest, drooliest fans. I like "weird" shit, and this is def weird shit to me.)

I will give her this: She did admit that her accent work is bad. But when Elle Fanning said it wouldn't be if she had a dialogue coach, she didn't have much of a response. I have much more respect for the Fannings. Hell, I just watched Elle in Benjamin Button again (I love that movie). That...was a child star. He accent was on point, she was adorable in it as Young Daisy 🥰🤩. But anyway.

No deep hatred. Deep annoyance. Disney has been annoying me since before its broad integration into regular households, so it makes sense. I don't care for Disney, celebrity, or religious culture, all things she's deeply steeped in, and yes, it's very irritating to have a muse that's the complete opposite of what you stand for.

But inspiration does not have a type. She's a cunning shapeshifter, and she can still sit on your shoulder some moreso than others, ha and whisper sweet nothings in your ear until you've got no choice but to write them down. I suppose I was conditioned in a way to be able to keep separate the actor from the role, so if you ask me, "Hey, are you attracted to her?" the answer would be, "No, I'm attracted to her characters." Except for that stupid bitch in X. God what a dumbass. And not in a mere sexual sense, but in more of a self-identification, since I was always (and still am, apparently) the outcast.

I've also always been a huge fan of Ricci's Wednesday, so of course I'd be interested in this iteration. I might have been interested to see any young actress try to tackle Wednesday. We just happened to get her. I'm too curious/too invested in this shit now that I want to see what she's going to do in S2.

And why do I feel like that movie with Percy is also going to be, like Miller's Girl, a flop? If she really wants to stretch her acting, she needs a period piece of some sort. Get her out of her human form and into something completely alien to her, force her to act. Even if it meant a 'soft'/unserious 'period piece' like say...Pirates.

Does that make sense? If not, remember what day it is, kids...Happy 4/20🌿