#you guys have no ideas how the holts make me feel

[localfanbaselurker]

sometimes im sad and then sometimes I remember that pidge’s mom probably thinks her entire family is dead and then I start bawling

[plumdonutsv]

hi!! i saw ur post abt fom :]

i hope u dont mind if i structure this like a point by point answer to questions u put in ur tags <3

i feel like im playing the game right. unlike stardew, fields of mistria doesnt make me feel bad for not using every second of the day. i think fom has a nice balance between easy and not too easy

i kinda feel like im going slow and fast at the same time? time during the day passes in a blink of an eye but when i look at the calendar im like still halfway through the season. idk how to feel abt it yet

my time management is so bad 😭😭 im terribly forgetful so i'd like set a goal for the day and a second later i'd be like "wait what" but i dont usually mind cuz i dont feel rushed by the game at all which i really appreciate. i think that mistria places a huge emphasis of getting to know the people and i love that

i like a LOT about the game: the soundtrack (especially the mines music), the aesthetics, character sprites art, environment art, the art in general, i LOVE the characters so much, it feels like everyone has their own thing but you can't tell all of the stuff they're about immediately i think? like i didn't realize Holt made toys until i saw his station in his house, i love environmental storytelling <33 honestly i love that most of them are so kind to you, it's the kind of game i personally needed. i love that the combat is not a clicker and that u gotta watch how the monsters act to figure out the best way to defeat them, i love the set up, i love that the earthquake has lingering consequences on the town and the community. it's a lot of fun <33 ofc i have some criticizms too and stuff to improve but im too tired rnfjsndbd

OH AND THE LORE!!! i need to know more about mistria's lore. especially the magic and all that stuff thats goin on in the mines

i love all of the characters fr, my fav love interesrs are Ryis and Adeline. Ryis is just so sweet and kind and gorgeous, he loves birds, he's from a family of bakers, he has family with a lot of sisters in the capital that send him care packages with cookies, HE LOVES BIRDS (<- it was the thing that had me like "you're the one"bfjsnhdsnbd) just a disney princess type of guy

Adeline just got me in her palms and i'm not even sure why or how exactly yet but all i know is that i walk around her like a puppyfjsnbd she's such a nerd and i adore her, she loves doing paperwork and calls it a "party", she is the heir to the land and she loves taking care of it and its people but forgets to take care of herself and im just like *biggest wettest eyes at her* also pink hair. oh mh god

and like i think all of the other townies are so cool. I love the kids, theyre the cutest and i love seeing them around town doing their thing. i love that we have different models of families like. man i'm so excited for more stuff in this game

i'd love to chat mistria with u if you'd like to <33 and i'd love to know what u think :D

have a good dayyyy

omg thanks for your response!! i feel like i relate to many things you said. i haven't played a farming sim before bc i didn't think i would like it. since i would prefer games w some kind of story or lore, i didn't think this game would be for me. really, i had no idea what to expect in the game

i feel like i'm also going slow and fast while playing! the day goes by so so quickly but i also feel like maybe i'm not doing enough. sometimes i'm thinking "why are my crops growing so slowly please grow faster!!!" but then i'm surprised w how quickly they grow. i get up and see my tomatoes and corn ready to be harvested. but for the most part, i feel like i'm going at it too slow. i'm almost done w summer but i just got magic

i relate to what you said about time management. there are some items on a task that i just couldn't find so i do another task. then i just entirely forget to search for that item (like i cannot find seaweed still). then literally TODAY i was in the mines for too long and had to rush home. the next in-game day i went to the mines earlier in the day to not make the same mistake.

the music in the game is amazing! i find myself humming along while playing or humming when i'm doing something else. i'm surprised that i even remember how the music goes. i've played totk for a bit but i can't remember a single song. i love how everyone has different seasonal outfits. i really like how celine has a different outfit in the early morning. (idk if other characters have a different outfit at that time i can't remember). i'm glad i could play the game bc i'm gonna be moving back to school soon and this would be a nice way to take a break from coursework.

i also like how most of the characters are nice to your farmer. i just cannot pick one favorite character. it's too hard for me to bc they are all so lovely 😭. i agree that the kids are cute! i try to give luc a bug each time i see him.

one of the things that i don't like so much is that there is only one place to save. i can't remember if there are other places to save

[obxthornton]

Epilogue

WC: 2018

5 years later 

"Welcome back to 107.9 the metro. I'm Faith Holt and We're here today with the lovely Geo Summer for the promotion of her 3rd album. We're all excited here at the studio but tell me, Geo, how are you feeling about this album? What can you tell us about it?"

I smiled at the interview, the headphones on my head pressed down alittle too tight giving me a headache as I spoke into the microphone. "I don't want to spread expectations but it's my favorite album yet. Me and my team have worked so hard on this album and every song has my sweat and tears poured into it." 

"I can't wait. And neither can your fans. You're currently trending on Twitter in the Music and pop culture category with the hashtag, GS3Velocity." The interviewer said reading off some note cards. "When's the new single coming out?"

I smiled and held up a CD in a case, "how about in a few minutes for ya?" The interviewer smiled and grabbed the case from me. "You heard it folks, Geo's new single later on 107.9 the metro. But until then I have some questions for you."

"Shoot." I smiled.

"You grew up in Australia correct?" She asked making me nod, "Yeah until I was 18, and then I moved to Canada for 5 years and now I live here in LA."

"A lot of your current fans are high school students, how was your high school experience?" She asked.

I nodded, "it was great. I was in a band and had awesome friends."

"These friends included the band 5 Seconds of Summer correct? Stay tuned until 7:30 to hear about 5sos newest album Youngblood, How close were you with the band?" She asked.

That stupid band name was going to be the death of me. Every time I would turn on the Raido or look on Twitter it was always them. Now it had followed me to my personal life.

"We were friends. The drummer of the band was my friend from when we were 4 until we graduated." I tried to stay as broad as possible, hoping to move on to the next topic. Hell, I'd leak the whole album right now if she just stopped talking about that band.

"And what about you and Luke Hemmings?" She asked.

"We were friends. Just like me and all the guys." I said gritting my back teeth lightly.

She reached over to a CD holder and pulled out a CD case. "Fans were doing some digging and found this in 5 Seconds of Summer's first album." She opened up the case and slipped out the booklet from the case. "Did you know your name is their self-titled album is mentioned on the track Amnesia? Did you help write the song?"

She handed me the booklet. Sure I knew. I knew it was there because it was my song. It felt like ages ago when I wrote this song but it was played all across the world too, and 5 Seconds of Summer got the credit.

"Just something I wrote in highschool," I told her handing her back the booklet.

"Do you still talk to the guys? What about your other bandmates?" She asked.

My head spun.

"We're all doing our own thing now. and they are doing absolutely amazing things on their own." I just said.

The interviewer nodded took my single out of the cd case and popped it into the CD player. "We'll have Geo back on here in a few, right now here's Geo's new single, He's Alright." She clicked play on the machine and then turned off our mics. The red light went off signaling we were off the air and I sighed in relief.  Thank goodness.

~~~~~~~~~

"That's been Geo today ladies and gentlemen. Don't forget to stream Velocity on June 20th anywhere you stream music. Thank you so much for being here today Geo." Faith said causing me to smile, "Of course. Thank you for having me." 

"Here's Summers by Target Audience!"  The red light went off and I took off the headset relieving the tension in my head. I said goodbye to Faith and the crew, thanking them for today, and soon left.  I checked my phone time, it was 6 and I couldn't wait to go get dinner. I was absolutely starving. Skipping lunch wasn't a good idea but I was running around everywhere today. Chinese food sounded amazing.

I sat down in the lobby of the radio center and placed my bag on the table next to me before I called an Uber to come pick me up. It said it would be here in 10 minutes, I assumed traffic was bad to get here. 

My phone rang and I picked it up holding it to my ear. "Hey, Sarah," I said into the line.

"Me and your dad listened to your show online! It was amazing. Max and Katy are already screaming for the song to be played again." My stepmom said into it.

"I'll send over the entire album for them on a CD," I said.

"Your dad's really proud of you honey. And your mom, I know she would be proud of you as well." I smiled, "That means a lot, thank you, Sarah."

"Okay, I'll let you go honey. Come visit soon! We love you." 

"Love you, Mom."

Sarah slowly hung up the phone, I could hear her own breathing on the other end. I may have never known my real mom, but Sarah was the best mom I have known. I loved her and my dad more than anything, plus Max and Katy. They were my biggest supporters. Max was always telling his friends at school that his big sister Geo was a rock star.

"Aussie?" A voice said from next to me in his own Australian accent.

I turned my head slightly to barely take a glimpse at the man who had a beanie and sunglasses on matching my own, "New South Wales." I told him where I grew up.

"Same actually. Small world." He laughed lightly shaking his head. He walked over to the chair I was sitting in and slid off his glasses.

"What high school did you go to? I'm sure I know it." Ashton Irwin asked.  My face fell as I stared into the eyes of my old friend. I hadn't talked to him in 4 years.

"South high," I replied honestly. Gosh please don't recognize me. Please don't recognize me.

"No way. Smallest fucking world." He said laughing shaking his head, "What's your name I'm bound to know you right? I'm Ashton."

I didn't answer but just turned to look at the door.

"Gigi?" Ashton asked causing my breath to hitch and I squeezed my eyes shut. It was rare now to hear Gigi instead of Geo when in high school it was the opposite. Only one person could call me Geo and now the entire world called me it.

"Ashton," I mumbled looking down at my phone that had dinged saying my ubers here. I stood up sliding the glasses up to the top of my head. "Lovely seeing you, but my ubers here."

"Bullshit." Ashton spat as I tried to walk past him.

"Excuse me?" I asked looking at him with raised eyebrows.

"Show me." He said. I rolled my eyes and held up my phone to him. He grabbed it and looked at the Uber app, I watched as he clicked on the screen and handed it back to me, canceling my ride.

"Oops." He said.

"You owe me that cancelation fee," I said glaring at him. I watched as he pulled a loose $10 bill from his pocket and held it out to me with his eyebrows raised. "Sit your ass down until your next Uber gets here."

"I don't know who you think you're talking to." I spat.

"I'm talking to someone who didn't answer a single phone call past her 19th birthday. So sit. Down." He said pointing to the chair I had been sitting on.

I sighed and sat back, taking off my hat and glasses and throwing them in my bag. Ashton sat down on the other chair, his elbow resting on the arm of it as he rubbed his face lightly.

"BB Records," I said. He waited for me to continue, "They didn't want me talking to you guys after your band got signed because it was a competitive record label."

He nodded lightly telling me to go on. "I'm sorry," I said sincerely. Silence filled the room and he motioned for me to keep going. 

"What else do you want me to say, Ash? I have no excuse for actions." I mumbled turning to look anywhere but at him. The table next to me had a Bouquet of flowers in a vase. I grabbed them out of the vase and held them out to him. 

He stared at them for a minute before slowly grabbing them and standing up.  I stood up too, guilt across my face. "I'm sorry."

He smiled largely at me and engulfed me into a hug that swallowed me in the fabric of his shirt. "I missed my best friend." He said into my hair.

The bell on the front door rang making Ashton pull away slowly.

"We leave him alone for 5 minutes and he's already found someone he knows." I recognized the voice as Michael's.

"Shit," I mumbled squeezing my eyes shut. I could handle one member but not all of them.

"It's okay," Ashton whispered, "Just chatting it up with an old friend." He said throwing an arm around my shoulder forcing me to turn around.

"Gigi?" Calum asked.

They were so big. I didn't know people could age so much in 5 years, I mean they were proper adults. Michael had the same hair as he did in high school just his natural color which I thought I'd never see the day where he embraced it. Calum had the same shy away eyes that Maddison always talked about when they were together in high school. And Luke Hemmings was the same as I remembered. Beautiful. Like a prince out of a storybook, he looked Magical with his piercing eyes and his hair. His hair was longer, something my dad used to tell him not to grow out. He was taller, I mean a lot taller. I felt small compared to him and he wasn't even close to me.

The clock had started back up.

"And before you say anything, it was her manager who didn't allow her to answer our calls. I've accepted her apology for the group." Ashton said beaming.

"You look great Gigi," Michael said stepping forward a few feet to hug me. I smiled into the hug, "And you look the exact same Cliffo."  He chuckled lightly pulling away, patting my shoulder as he did like he was checking if I was real.

Calum hugged me next looking at me almost confused. "I thought you lived in Canada?" Calum asked.

I shrugged, "BB records contract ran out and I didn't want to sign with them again, for obvious reasons, so I moved here about 2 weeks ago and am now an independent licensed artist." 

"That's amazing. I've heard your art on the Radio, absolutely amazing as always." He praised.

Luke stepped up, hovering completely over me. "Save the best for last I'd hope." He said sending me a half smile.

I rolled my eyes and pulled him into a hug. "Of course I did." The hug lasted longer than expected but it lasted the length we needed. He smelt like cheap cologne, like the cheap cologne I used to buy for him I'm a highschool 

As we pulled away, the rest of the boys were nowhere to be seen. Luke laughed lightly looking at the floor, shaking his head at his friends. Our friends.

The last turn of the Rubix cube. The last piece of the puzzle. The winning point of the game.

The last question.

"Did you miss me?" I asked lightly.

Question 20.

"More than you'll ever know."

6/20.

[pigeonfancier]

I hate how the darkskinned indigenous-coded man with more "nonwhite" features is written with no characterization other than being violent and abusive while the more light-skinned native man with light hair is shown as gentle and understanding. The scene where the indigenous women are shown staring in awe at Shuna drawing a bow feels particularly bad, I feel like it promotes the idea of white women being the ones who can introduce change and "save" women of color.

I got some hate on the elfquest forum for posting my criticism, ppl were telling me my opinions are "ill-conceived" and "dont like dont read".

This was sent November 2023, and I'm replying now, because I just remembered.. I wrote a response and then drafted it for all of eternity? I am truly a paragon of communication.

But yeah, everything about Shuna's books and plots is just shit. I was a bit more mealy-mouthed about this last year, but: the Pini's love their blonde, blue-eyed saviours, and the Sun Villagers' position as a rare exception feels largely like they were just trying to make their product stand out among other comics of the time. Once it did, the job was done, and they got to lean back into the white saviour shit. Antagonists look more ethnic, protagonists look more white (or will gradually shift to looking more white over time).

I'd add more analysis but you caught it basically on the nose. Shuna's entire narrative is not great, and it is an example of why having an editor to rein in creatives is generally a good idea. Most people need someone who is not invested in your story or your characters to produce objective criticism, because that editor is a hell of a lot closer to how your readers will perceive your work. I don't think the Pini's think of any of their writing preferences as racist, nor do they really care if they are - they are in their mid 70's. But it might have been a different story back in the 90's or 2000's.

Or might not have! Who knows?

Also, yeah, that's the Elfquest forums for you. The Father Tree Holt one born after the closure of the original might be better, but I doubt it - I know I joined when it began and was not impressed. It's a lot of the same people from the official forums, and subsequently, it's largely just a continuation of the same problems. The problem with older fandoms tends to be people largely wailing 'don't like, don't read' when it comes to criticising works. Which I almost understand, when you've been reading a series for the last forty five fucking years: for some people, that level of investment will come with a certain amount of defensiveness. I do not have that with media, but I can understand where it comes from.

But it seems very silly to me. Not everyone likes analysing media, and that's perfectly fine! Forums are great for that conflict, because instead of trying to shut down a discussion, you can just simply not click the thread. You don't have a feed that'll try to shove shit at you, you can literally just not click the fucking thread.

I still side-eye the fact I made a thread on the original forums discussing the biomes of Abode as a bright-eyed, bushy-tailed teenie, full swing into my obsessive EQ stage, and was promptly told by multiple people that I was overthinking it, I shouldn't bother, and it was silly to focus on shit like on the feasibility of biomes / speculate on how the biome could've ended up in the canon way over how it would appear irl. But that was the response to almost any variety of genuine analysis of the material on the forum, tbh, even down to things as relatively easy as "is Strongbow an asshole?", or "how long do the wolves actually live for?", or "do you guys think that the narrative has a weird take on consent?". I'm still slightly salty over that years later, obviously, haha, so not surprised that "but WHY are you trying to engage with the material instead of just fawning over it?" mentality carried over to the new forum.

[imliterallyjustablackgirl]

"About the Blogger" meme

Thank u sm for tag @happylikeasadsong

Star Sign(s): Virgo sun, Cancer rising and Aries Moon - * ratata, in the ghettooo*

Favorite Holidays: Christmas and New Years, I just love little lights and the snow in the trees and to be reminded that makeup is just make up by the Canadian wind, while I get bitch slapped like I owes it money, ahhh, canadian's winter. I loveeee Christmas songs, I get so excited when it'ssss timmmee ( Mariah is it you). I dream for the day were I get to put lil socks like in movies with name and everything. Might even stitch them myself uwu. We don't do it, but maybe one day, family on my own.

Last Meal: As like my last meal if I d i e or - I ate a burned sandwich, I did it to myself. Me and myself are not talking right now, the sandwich was the last straw for today. It had two large meatballs in a subway wanna be bread - could have been great- I'm getting emotional all over again.

Current Favorite Musician: Brown noise 10 hrs- no wait - Rap orchestra - that's like the current thing I'm listening to right now. Mostly Metro's concert rap Orchestra. But Tanarelle, forever my love. Sade, for sure.

Last Music Listened To: * sigh - go look at the last edit I watched** 1975- about you, the snippet of Holt singing. Last Movie Watched: Bottoms - Lmao- THEEE GAYYYZZZ

Last TV Show Watched: Craig of the Creek - Rick and Morty, Bob's burgers, I watch Bob's burgers alot.

Last Book/Fic Finished: Now why did you have to do me like dat.

Last Book/Fic Abandoned: W A W Abandoned? I Do Not Abandoned My Kids. They just live inside my head until one day a smell, a sound,or an idea reminds me that they exist, or I write them on a piece of paper and forget about it OR they live inside my notes pads. Let's not speak about myout-of-wedlockk Skyrock- Wattpat and Fanfiction.net, children, they are not mine, you cannot prove it. Where is the paternity test?

Currently Reading: Y'all posts, like it's bedtime stories. Curry's fanfictions - honestly I read most of y'all updated or not fanfiction, I was on A3O Sydcarmy tags when there was barely two pages, so ouf - thank you to y'all my loves :* truly. I would lie if I said now I have too much windows open I'm confusing the timelines and fanfic. - Seasons of Sydney by shewalksoverme I am waiting for them to update. I am not handling it well, sadly *sighs*

Last Thing Researched for Art/Writing/Hyperfixation: Canada's woods, slightly make me sounds like a serial killer but HOW would you write a werewolf Carmy,huh!? I lived there most of my life, thought it would help me get a better writing experience, yet I've been too busy to continue and now I'm alarmeling aware that we have coyotes. Great ;-;

Favorite Online Fandom Memory: I have alot but I watched the last episode of Stranger Things with my friends last year. S8 of TVD, feeling like a last survivor of some sort, trauma lol - The Howl House - the finality, it healed my inner child to see a queer neurodivergent kid being understood by her mom, kick ass and be happy lol.

Favorite Old Fandom You Wish Would Drag You Back In/Have A Resurgence: Amphibia- it's such a cute and layered cartoon. OMG - I ALMOST FORGOT - CENTAURWORLD. It deserves the praise. It deserves to be acknowledged, the bad guy changed my perception of so many things.

Favorite Thing You Enjoy That Never Had an Active or Big "Fandom" but You Wish It Did: I wish (His Dark Materials: The Golden Compass) when I tell you, that this fantasy world has haunted me, because of how good it was for little girl me, argh! I would watch it all over again, I wish it had a bigger fanbase - if you love Christmas-

Tempting Project You're Trying to Rein In/Don't Have Time For:

Listen - Projects are not the issue, it's the follow-through, I'm gonna try writing mini-stories to keep my mind engaged. I'll manipulate myself into work - Also I keep losing password to things so, yeah- My fic started: Under the moon- I will this week updated it- I want to write more one-shots, more smut for sure- I am interested in exploring differents fronts of any characters. Shit, I might even a Bob's Burgers fanfic. You can't stop me, you're not my mom- that I know of :O I would like @currymanganese to do it @angelica4equity You don't have to, but like... an ant somewhere might die cauz of it so, idk- do u wanna be an ant murdereww? Yeah, that's what i thought

[synergysilhouette]

My feelings on some of the Gen 1 relationships in Monster High

I've been wanting to make this for a while! I don't remember every aspect of these relationships, but I did want to put my feelings down on them. Lemme know what you think.

Frankie

Deuce--2/10. Admittedly not an actual ship, but just a crush, Frankie was so interested in impressing Cleo that she lied and said Deuce was her boyfriend. She later apologized to Cleo and gave Deuce the "but we're cool, right?" brush off. It was very annoying, since it seemed to show that Frankie didn't really care about the fact that she got a guy in trouble with his girlfriend (who didn't even apologize to him for jumping to conclusions) just because he caught her eye.

Andy--6/10. I loved this ship for a long time, until my memory of it faded and someone reminded me that Andy was drawn to Frankie because she looked like his ex. Plus they wrote him off without any warning and he's never seen again despite enrolling (except for perhaps a cameo in "Freaky Fusion"?)

HooDude--3/10. Frankie did him so wrong. Feeling left out by her friends, she decides to make a fake boyfriend, only to throw im away when her friends tell her to be herself, deciding she wasn't ready for boys yet. Turns out he's actually alive, and is heartbroken by it. I know everyone says "she didn't know he was alive at first," but considering this is how she was made herself, it's pretty annoying that she didn't think about this. I love her, but she isn't literally 15 days old. Plus Frankie making him obsessed with her results in him being kicked out of the house and placed under the care of Ms. Kindergrubber. Maybe if Frankie hadn't gone overboard, they could've had a sibling relationship and he wouldn't have to have been kicked out.

Jackson/Holt--5/10. I could go either way with this. Jackson has obvious feelings for Frankie, but I don't recall if she ever openly reciprocated. Personally I feel like they're on two different wavelengths; Frankie is on the upside of the school hierarchy while Jackson is on the downside. They just seem like they run in different circles, but I enjoy the idea of two characters like them getting together.

Neigthan--8/10. Okay, I'm biased because I like Neighthan's character and the fact that he's a hybrid monster. Frankie helps him with self-confidence and he has a chill attitude that balances out her voltageous excitement. Don't judge me.

Cleo de Nile

Deuce--4/10. I can't be the only one who thinks that Deuce's personality changed when Yuri Lowenthal stopped voicing him, but I digress. I feel like there's a weird power dynamic going on with Cleo and Deuce; Cleo is often dramatic and spoiled while Deuce is laid back and cool. While I like them individually, it feels like Cleo takes Deuce for granted a lot, especially when she bosses him around. "Scaris" felt particularly weird with how Deuce becomes clingy after Cleo doesn't text or call him within a short period of time and asks her never to do so again. It makes him feel like he has no life without her, which is a giant red flag. It astounds me that they had toxic moments and yet "Boo York" had Deuce feeling like he wasn't good enough for her without Cleo really doing any soulsearching for why he may feel that way.

Draculaura

Heath--5/10. I feel like they had potential beyond just one episode, and I could've seen them being a cute, fan-favorite couple. Kinda wish that was referenced again later.

Clawd--6/10. They seem like one of the more stable couples, but Draculaura literally treating him like a dog just feels..weird. Especially when she hit him with a newspaper for being bad. I can't imagine Clawdeen or Howleen being in a relationship with a manster and them treating them like that. Maybe it would've been better if we had episodes where Clawd asked Draculaura to treat him like that, but I don't know. It would've still been weird.

Lagoona

Gil--4/10. Gil having racist parents isn't his fault, but it definitely feels like he was stringing Lagoona along at certain points.

Abbey

Romulus--5/10. They didn't actually date, but I was interested to see more of his character, and I'd be curious as to how their romance compared to Draculaura and Clawd's. He seemed rather bashful around her, which was an adorable new side of him.

Heath--7/10. I love the opposites attract vibe, and how they didn't feel too different to the point where I don't like them together. It's a really cute romance.

Ghoulia

Slo Mo--6/10. I'd give it more, but sadly the mansters don't get as much attention. That said, despite his basic design, Slo Mo is a sweet character, as he strives to become smart enough for Ghoulia (side note: I appreciate that despite talking the same, zombies don't all share the same intelligence--or at the very least, Ghoulia is the exception), and I do wish Monster High worked to show him developing more as a result of his relationship with the smartest Ghoul in school. They deserved more, but given how mansters are treated and how underrated Ghoulia is, it's unsurprising that this is the case.

[winderlylandchime]

I honestly can’t believe that we finished the show. And that you all were here to witness it, I don’t know if I should thank you or apologize. I feel like part of me should say thank you for allowing me to spam you. But also thank you for being there with us throughout this time. It was fun to share his stupidity with someone other than our family :)

But I do plan to show him that one Gale interview since he deserves to meet the real man. And the Austin panel thing, i feel like that one might heal him a bit and maybe make him hate cowlip a little less. So i will let you know how that goes (if that is okay with you) And then I’m planning to slowly tell him about all of you guys. I mean you guys have been there for a hot minute, i feel like you deserve to know how he will react to all of you and to Gale. I do think I should ease him into the real people/fandom slowly because idk what he’ll do. Basically im scared to just sit him in front of a computer and going ‘meet tumblr’. Thats too much power for one man. And through the Gale interview he’s gonna learn that he’s straight so I can’t wait for that because he is still convinced he’s gay irl. And tomorrow I’m planning on showing him the gag reels and some of the bts content (the tiny amount of it that exists) so that he can finally see the good side of it all. I wanted to do it today but he was still sad and didn’t wanna do anything. But:

He is still completely heartbroken. He fucking cried to our mom on the phone!!!! He told her what happened and started crying again (light crying!! He is not sobbing anymore) and our mom went ‘WHAT?!’ And then dad joined the call and asked what’s wrong and my brother is crying and i cant get a word in because of him and our mom goes ‘those bastards fucking broke them up at the end’ and my brother starts crying and goes ‘nooOooOooO’ and my dad went ‘those sick sons of bitches’ and that’s all I got to hear cause he took the phone to his room then. But he did come out of the room more calm and collected. I honestly feel like I told a little child the truth about Santa.

And if you were wondering, yes, he did end up calling his therapist. And he told me some of the stuff they talked about but who cares about that. The only part worth mentioning that we were all curious about: he called him, and then there was some silence in his room and then a loud ‘YOU KNEW THIS WHOLE FUCKING TIME?!’ Came out of the room. And i fucking lost it. I told him i had a suspicion he knew because of that reaction to the finale mention and my brother went *shocked face* ‘that does make sense, i just thought he wanted to talk to me cause he’d miss me. I mean i did think he was a weirdo but who am i to judge’ so safe to say he’s still a bit dumb.

ANON I AM SCREAMING (sorry neighbors!) HIS THERAPIST KNEW THIS ENTIRE TIME?

I knew it! I called it! VINDICATION! (captain holt voice)

I think the Gale interview, and the ATX panel, and the bts (my favorite is the bts for the bashing, obviously) are solid choices to introduce him to the fandom. And then yes, ease him into finding out about us. Because we are definitely going to be a shock and poor bb has been through so much.

PLEASE CONTINUE TO KEEP US UPDATED. You have no idea how much I adore all of this.

Your parents are also the best:

mom goes ‘those bastards fucking broke them up at the end’ and my brother starts crying and goes ‘nooOooOooO’ and my dad went ‘those sick sons of bitches’ I'm dying about this.

[teiasviago]

Okay, I want to hear your thoughts j never again, why you hate it, why your love it. Your gifset has me intrigued 👀

Oh, God, what’s not to love? What’s not to hate? It’s cerebral in a way no other episode of the show has been before. It awkwardly charms my pants off, even though there’s an itch at the back of my head that says something’s wrong. I only hated it when I first watched it two years ago. Then I saw what everyone loved about it and loved it, too, although I still had sore spots. (The absolute garbage that is the tattoo scene and back at Ed’s apartment will be separate paragraphs cuz yowza.) Now I love and hate it in equal measure.

I love the idea of it, the actors’ performances, the imagery. Gillian never falters and neither does David. But they can’t carry the entirety of an episode. (They nearly do, though. Somehow.) It’s painfully obvious to me that there were people along the way that didn’t view “Never Again” as a real episode—it shows in the cracks. (The music is also bad and doesn’t quite hit right but I just chalk that up to usual outdated music trends making my ears bleed.)

I feel like I’m one of the shows biggest fans (duh, we all are on here) but also one of its harshest critics. Anyways, the tattoo scene literally has some of the worst camera angles I’ve ever seen. It’s one of the main reasons why I applied to colleges’ directing majors. I would change all of the angles and the shots. I couldn’t help but re-imagine it and before I’d even realized what I was doing, I’d redone the scene in my head in great detail. What we actually got is not just bad but atrocious to me. An injustice done both to Scully and to Gillian. None of the episodes that came before had this issue of bad angles.

I understand trying out angles but for them to be in the final product? That was deliberate—from multiple people. (Probably all men but that’s a different conversation.) And then at Ed’s apartment. I get that it’s supposed to be like he’s consuming her, she’s letting him overtake her and overpower her and isn’t fighting back—snake eating its own tale. But there was something missing from the very first time I watched it. I thought it was just me being weird until we got to see one of the pre-censored drafts where it was way clearer that Scully and Ed fucked—on the floor, no less (IIRC). I was like that Captain Holt meme—VINDICATION! I wasn’t just seeing things. It’s like a special film/TV sixth sense.

It’s an important episode. I don’t hate its existence. But even moreso now that I’m studying film, I see so much of the bad. I see just how much it could’ve been better. It could’ve been so much better, like, you guys don’t even know. If I could remake a single TV episode it would be this one. It has the foundation, but it got so convoluted with trying to make sure Ed’s hallucinations fit into the X-File box that it feels like things got dropped. Why are these doors closing on their own? Why is having a hallucinatory disorder, which onset because of immense stress, an X-File. (Good old ableism. But that’s also a different conversation.)

It just makes me angry, and then sad, and then determined. It accomplishes its goals, brings up what it intended to and follows through with the themes and the messages, but it just... It could’ve been done even better. And it’s only not its best because of misogyny. (Because of course.)

[dreamwritesimagines]

Re: the extra scene-

(It’s CMA)

Omggggg this is so, so cute!!! Also Ben being so aware of her throughout the entire day 🥺🥺

Does Lottie know she’s in love with Anthony?

Omggg after they get engaged Anthony is going to walk into his study after he talks with her father and the chair is going to swivel around (idk if they had those then but shhh just go with it) and it’s going to be benedict going ‘well well well what do we have here’ and Anthony is like ‘u don’t even live here anymore???????’ And Ben’s negotiating the terms of their engagement, even tho anthony just did it with her dad. And at the end Ben is going to be like ‘have I made myself clear’ or whatever and Anthony is going to be exasperated and so over it and he’s just like ‘yes are you done’.

(Bonus: Ben did not expect him to be so forthcoming and so he keeps adding on stipulations to the agreement by going ‘and one more thing!’)

Idk I’m just imagining Jake peralta and captain holt from b99 vibes but idk if you’ve seen that show. Maybe rob Swanson and Leslie Knope but I’m less familiar with that show. Just Ben way too high on having the power over his brother for once. I mean I know that’s not entirely Ben’s vibes but also it’s silly and fun so who cares

Ben being worried he’ll be a bad husband and we all know he’s actually worried about like… being too chatty or accidentally killing a rose bush by pouring paint water on it or something. (Also though if that did happen Ben would feel awful but I hope clover would be mature enough to realize it was an accident like how she was with teddy but I doubt she’s in that place yet).

But anyway I don’t think he’s really worried about cheating or anything cuz I don’t think that’s in his nature nor being violent, despite what clover keeps insinuating, and I think he knows that he’s so in love with her that he wouldn’t want anything else or whatever.

Also though I am such a fan of the trope where the one who is worried about being cheated on is the babysitter when the other gets giggly drunk and just their drunk adoration is enough to reassure them like even if they’re inebriated they still love me. Like the whole drunk words sober thoughts kind of vibes?

And idk I feel like there might be a reverse of lady danbury’s luncheon where the guys shoot the shit together and Ben gets giggly drunk. It’d just be so cute. (Wait no I really want to see this now) (stop I’m in love with my own headcanon lmfaoooooooo)

Okay I’m done (I think). I just love this extra scene so much (and this entire story if you couldn’t tell lmfao)

CMA HI MY LOVEEEEE! ❤️🥰

Charlotte kiiiinda has an idea but not really ❤️ She convinced herself Anthony would never fall in love with her, so she is trying not to think about her own feelings for him because she thinks it's hopeless❤️ So she thinks he's the most amazing person in the world but she ignores the fact that she is completely in love with him ❤️

Lolll oh Benedict will give Anthony hell when Anthony proposes to Charlotte and afterwards😂 Like, he will make things much harder than Charlotte's father did! 😂

I've seen both of those shows, I totally know what you mean!❤️

Oh absolutely! ❤️ Benedict knows he would never cheat on her or do anything to hurt her, ever ❤️ But like, he's worried about saying the wrong thing and hurting her feelings or something, because all the relationships he had so far were physical or just not serious, and now he's actually married 😂 So he's sooo freaking out 😂

WAIT OMG-

I LOVE THIS IDEA?! 😱😍 Benedict getting drunk and Clover being totally sober, listening to him ramble about how pretty she is with a smile on her face awwww🥰 We need that scene! 😍

Thank you so much darling! 😍 ILY! ❤️❤️❤️

[chelseasdagger]

bmw anon here, maybe i was projecting with the boot riding bit 🫣 but hold on, maybe we can spin this.

holt looking down at you, calling you pretty and things like that, maybe throw in some filthy phrases. mans has a mouth on him. him being so far gone with his own words, getting lost in how you look. how you’re just rubbing against him that he doesn’t even notice how hard he is in his pants. so when you get a little touchy, your hands moving up his legs to his inner thighs. holt is right there on the edge, his mouth is still going, thinking he has the upper hand here but in reality you both know he doesn’t. your lips are pressed against the inner part of his knee, holt didn’t even know he was that sensitive there, you bite down, he’s jerking from your touch. cumming untouched in his pants, it takes him by surprise, he’s gasping, swearing. it feels endless for him, your hands are still tickling at his thighs, your teeth sunken into the material, he feels the hold of your mouth through the cargo pants. his body white hot- that’s all i got :))

HYYYYY firstly everybody say thank you bmw anon cause what the fuck i loved every second of this!!

i LOVE the idea of these big, scary looking guys (usually in uniform) thinking they have the upper hand and then just falling flat on their face. flipping the script and making it clear they’re not the ones truly in charge

and him coming handsfree from a BITE?! how do you know me so well?! CKSKDK but seriously like picture his fucking groans while you see twitching under the fabric as a dark spot grows there. and THEN stop what you’re doing and teasing him for it?

“awww, did you get too into the act? forget your place, holt?” or just cupping him over the bulge and watching his stomach clench as he moans through gritted teeth “that didn’t take much, now did it?”

[andonutty]

#ngl i'll make fancier tags eventually because i do not wanna clog the adf tag but this'll do#this was not supposed to be my first post yet i feel very strongly about this topic and the holts so um#here we go i guess!#cannot stress enough the literal dev of interior night has said the holts do want what's best for each other#they just have different ideas of what that best is! so it comes out wrong and warped and sometimes mean spirited#but they aren't just 2-bit abusers with signs on their heads saying : i hate jay and abuse him on the regular im a monster kill me#like do you know how much it wrecked me going through variations of the jay in prison scenes and seeing him say like#that tyler might even be happy out there as a fugitive. and that jay wants that for him? for tyler to be happy?#even jay himself comes into his wisdom which has always been there and acknowledges his love for his family#and the fact tyler and dale were miserable going on the way they were. just like he was!#the game centers around the holts and the walkers because they are two families that love each other and fumble the landing of it#jim lies to vince over something unforgivable. yet lying is all he knows. yet he did it out of a selfish love for his son#michelle cheats on vince which is awful and tries to paint it as something not important but she loves vince#is even willing to let him indulge in petty revenge ( which is missing the point ) so that they can stay together!#terrible things they're doing but it never takes away from the fact they love vince and zoe#a sentiment echoed by the holts!#idk like i know this take might get me killed but seeing morally gray games get the black and white treatment kills me#you are missing the true brilliance of adf's writing! you are missing some amazing characters!#also jay is not some unflawed creature. he literally can get so jealous over some girl that he isn't dating to the point of MAIMING a guy#he could've killed todd. he probably almost did! vanessa even says he might be more like his family than he thinks#and even if you don't choose this option it is still inside him. this paranoid jealousy and brutal violence#he can shoot vince or watch him die. he can let his dad die. he can bury someone alive. he can kill a cop and some poor ranger#dale and tyler and jay might be different characters and were shaped differently but they're still the same at their core

while only a minority share this view, i do find it somewhat tone deaf when people claim jay's ending is the best outcome for an abuse survivor -- either directly or indirectly implying everyone in the holt house was an abuser that jay, their sole little victim, had to get away from. for starters, none of his endings are happy ones. not even the fugitive path where he's holed up amongst nature, has a dog, and is bathed in solitude. maybe if you close your ears to what jay's saying during that scene you could see this as good for him, but his dialogue is stifled with an achingly loneliness, a sadness. this idea that he craved being alone in the wilderness is not one jay paints himself, it's only something that's said by tyler ; someone who clearly doesn't understand the younger on any level, much less grasps his desires. yes, jay wanted out, he likes nature, though no human can stew in their own space for years without this affecting them mentally. and that's not even taking into account that his entire life is over! he can't travel, he can't visit other countries or get lost in other areas of wood lands or plains, jay is infinitely stuck where he is. it's not a prison cell but it's a cage nonetheless, as the old saying goes : a golden cage is still a cage, after all. he tells zoe these beautiful sights have grown dull on him, laments about missing his family, vanessa, and is so chained by his want for connection he reaches out to a desert dream victim of all people. like, what about this muted cynicism, this barren home, seems happy? maybe he wanted this, some whimsical dream of this, before. now though? it's not what jay thought it'd be, and he lacks any power to change it. this is not some amazing ending for abuse survivors, it's still sad in a melancholy way, simply because jay is visibly unhappy with said circumstances.

but moving on to this, ah, ‘poor little victim in a lion's den’ narrative ... what? i think a lot of people fail to grasp how complex the holt household is in terms of toxicity and abuse. something that's very common nowadays due to how much people project rather than see what's in front of them. and don't get me wrong! projection is fine, you do you, we all consume and parse through media differently -- but this narrative is, by canon evidence, rather fictional. to be completely blunt, jay is not the only victim stuck in the holt house ?? the abusers have always been bear ( physical abuse, verbal degradation ) and sharon ( passive in the face of her kids' abuse, emotional manipulation ) ... and we are literally told point blank by the story itself and another character that these two favored jay immensely compared to their other children. now i'm obviously not saying that he has not faced trauma, he has! favoritism in a house like this does not shield you from the toxicity, sometimes that favor makes things worse, but he was protected to an extent, in ways tyler and dale were not. those two very clearly faced the brunt of bear's physical abuse ; for each other, for jay, and just overall caught their dad's ire more because they stood up to him. tyler takes a beating, a sight that's not at all new by his grim acceptance of this and the fact he states he's been doing this since young :

so, this is normal for tyler. getting beaten by his dad ( which isn't even mentioning the horror story bear can tell to ash, about how he literally threatened to cut tyler's ear or finger off ) and having his mom overall turn a blind eye to it, even going as far as to dismiss this fighting as childish behavior rather than what it is. and dale? we don't see much of him and bear in general, yet the second he steps up to defend tyler, with something as measly as a shove back, bear wastes zero time in hitting him so hard he's practically out of commission for the rest of the fight. he didn't even think about it, merely swung at dale as hard as possible on instinct alone before tyler hastily stepped up to defend him. what happens when jay tries stopping the fight, though?

both parties grab for him so they can toss him out of the way so he doesn't possibly get hurt. you can speculate bear was only doing this in order to finish his punishment on tyler, he'd deal with jay later whatever, although why not punch him like dale? why, out of all the moves on his belt, does he do the more merciful option? bear, who is nothing if not made of violence and has been molded to respect it? his fist that's raised in the air isn't for jay, since the next frame is jay shoved out of the way and him hitting tyler again ... hell, in dialogue where bear and jay are sitting on their porch, the youngest can even say bear beats on tyler and dale specifically. why not say “you beat on us”? like, the game is heavily implying that while jay is traumatized, there are some methods of abuse he simply did not face. one of them being the physical abuse prominent at home. and no, i'm not counting whatever pranks dale's pulled on jay ( like shooting him six times with a bb gun lmao ) because honestly? that's just older brother behavior, and we know that despite the morbid pranks, he still looked out for jay in the ways that counted. like protecting him from pa and to an extent tyler, something which, again, jay says himself!

back on topic a bit, the notion people seem to have of jay and his family seems overly simplified to me. people just looked at dale being his usual asshole self and went ‘abuser’, people looked at tyler's rather drastic and not usually like himself reactions to a high stress situation and went ‘abuser’, and that's a bit ridiculous to me. can't say i'm shocked! since so many people nowadays just see someone mean to their favorite character and decide woobifying said fave while demonizing their opposing force is exactly what canon intended. as dusk falls couldn't be a game more clear about it's main theme of family and the fact there's no purely good or bad people in this world, two statements that correspond directly to the holt family. are they bad for each other? probably! but that's a different discussion compared to, say, every single soul in that house violently abused poor jay and they should reap the consequences of that. dale and tyler, like their beloved younger brother, are also victims of abusive parents and a toxic home life. in turn, they both show signs of this abuse in ways that aren't entirely sympathetic or easy to swallow, especially when they've been dealing with it longer than jay and have never had their parents' favor the way he did. i see people get angry at tyler for the famous cabin scene, but nobody turns a critical eye to sharon ; who for all intents and purposes is watching this unfold without a care. she never physically stops tyler and her attempts to kill the fight are weak compared to her previously steely commands. and, honestly, the fact that tyler was that stressed about sharon getting on that bike so she can be protected, when she's the most capable out of the three of them, is way more strange than tyler's outburst -- when he's in a high stress situation, his baby brother's dead, and his life as he knows it is over. a life he didn't even have to begin with, since it was stolen due to his abusive upbringing.

whether this excuses what he did or not is entirely up to the player! i personally don't think it does, though i also understand where this is coming from and the game makes it clear this is not usual tyler behavior. throughout other people's views it's hammered into us that tyler has a cool head relatively, is the most sensible and smart out of his brothers. so, no, i do not think he was choking jay out all the time for his misplaced resentment -- i think his obvious disliking came from his stilted interactions with jay, and his lack of bond with him at all. we see in book one two times he reaches out to jay, demanding that he eats ( a minor, small thing to fret and worry about ) as well as panicking when he sees jay away from the rest of them during a shoot out. dale constantly looks out for jay as well, going as far as to take the heat from romero if they get caught and something as small as taking blame for jay's mistake in the barn scene. are his brothers more prone to violence and apathy? sure! yet they clearly love jay regardless. abusive households are not easy and see through. in fact in many cases the different levels of abuse the kids suffer does breed life altering resentment later on, envy that can damage these bonds permanently. honestly the holt family intrigues me deeply because of how well written they were as a unit, the effects of abuse and toxicity subtle and not overt in a ‘psa message’ kinda way. and these horrible relationships and ideals shared do not negate from the even more horrible fact that there is love in this messed up family, even bear clearly loves his sons, but that doesn't make it better. it almost makes it worse, seeing all the good intentions and care. knowing it doesn't excuse what they've done to each other nor does it make them better. they're a picture perfect family of an ugly wound! which is fascinating! i only wish more people saw that wonderfully shown depth rather than this bland and lukewarm take on the holts overall.

jay is a victim, he is traumatized, he deserved to one day spread his wings and put some distance between himself and his family ... but he was not the only one who deserved that ending, and he was not the only victim there. he was merely the only one with easy to parse trauma responses.

[amakumos]

SCAMMED?! － thirteen ; challenge accepted

SYNOPSIS! after losing to your friend patrick in a game of fashion famous on roblox, your punishment is to send that one incredibly stupid and very unconvincing “scammer” copypasta using a burner account to your longtime crush - fashion major, kim sunoo. after asking for your phone number, sunoo realises that you’re his classmate from a few years ago that he sees at the cafe often, and maybe you’re the person that he’s been harbouring feelings for - despite how he cringes when he sees your mismatched socks.

Saying that you’ve made a lot of bad decisions in your life is an understatement.

Because damn, there are so many things that you regret. Maybe you should stop trying to make major life decisions by pulling slips of paper out of a hat.

Number three on your list: choosing to be a literature major. Nobody told you that it would be this hard. Number two: sending that god forsaken copypasta that Patrick had dared you to. You decide that sending that was more embarrassing than pissing your pants in third grade.

Number one: Deactivating your Twitter account and then trying your best to avoid Sunoo.

You are an absolute idiot, because you miss Sunoo, but also, you’re too scared to head to the cafe and just say hello.

These past few weeks have been embarrassing, to say the least. From losing in a game for seven year olds to sending the guy you’ve crushed on for years a dumb copypasta, sometimes you just want to bury yourself in a hole and never come out.

Patrick watches as you stare blankly at your computer screen, the TV show Brooklyn 99 playing on your laptop.

“The hospital called. Your tests came back positive. You’re a stage five dumbass.” Captain Holt says to Gina, but he might as well just be saying that to you.

You groan, and Patrick can’t help but laugh. “Do you find joy in my sadness?” you ask him, and he shakes his head.

“No, it’s just - Holt is right, you really are a stage five dumbass.”

“Shut up, Patrick.”

“Never.”

“You should probably go do some homework though,” Patrick says. “You’ve been watching this TV show for three days straight.”

“Yeah, but then I have to go to the cafe, and Sunoo might be there - what if I get rejected?”

“I think there’s a 0% chance of that happening, (Name).” Patrick responds. “If you think you’re going to get rejected, your dumbassery just increased by 100%.”

“You’re mean to me.” you pout.

“Just go to the cafe, (Name).”

“You’re praying on my downfall.”

“Yeah, and the last time I did, you and Sunoo became best friends.” Patrick says.

“You know that means your prayers didn’t work… right?” you ask, and Patrick rolls his eyes.

“Just fucking go.”

When you walk into the cafe, y our eyes scan around the shop for any sight of Sunoo, and the pink-haired (well, now black-haired) boy is nowhere to be seen.

It’s strange, because you’re so nervous that you might see him, but you also feel disappointed that he’s not there.

You set your laptop on the table, taking out your books and pencil case from your tote bag. You put your headphones in your ears as you start to work on your essay.

When you’re halfway finished with your work, you feel someone tap you on your shoulder.

You turn to look at them, and you meet eyes with none other than Kim Sunoo.

You freeze, your eyes wide like a deer in headlights. Sunoo’s slightly frowning, but he looks more concerned than upset. He slides into the empty seat next to you, pushing a cup of coffee towards you that he gestures for you to take.

“Where have you been?” is the first thing he says to you.

“Around. I’ve been around.” you respond. As those words escape past your lips, you realise that it was a bad idea to say that.

“You’ve been ignoring my texts.” he says, and you look at him apologetically. “Why?”

“Uh…”

“Was it about the tweet?”

“…Yes?” you respond hesitantly, and Sunoo furrows his eyebrows. “The one about you saying ‘Kim Sunoo date me challenge’?”

You bury your face in your hands, and you can feel the tip of your ears burning due to embarrassment. “Don’t bring that up - it was embarrassing!” you say, and you hear Sunoo chuckle.

“Obviously, I am not too happy that you ghosted me for three days. But… can I accept your challenge?”

You look at Sunoo with your eyes wide, and there’s a small smirk on his lips. “…What?”

“You said ‘Kim Sunoo date me challenge’. Challenge accepted.” he grins.

“You… like me?” you sputter out, and Sunoo nods. “Since high school.” he responds, and you’re absolutely shocked.

Kim Sunoo likes you back.

“Uh… can you give me… five minutes to process this?” you ask, and Sunoo chuckles. “Sure.”

Five minutes pass, and it still doesn’t seem real.

“You really do like me right? It’s not a prank, or something?” you ask, and Sunoo shakes his head. “Why would I prank you?” he asks. “Hey, I got this tiny bruise from when you called me cute four days ago.” he points to the bruise on his forehead, and you let out a small ‘oh’.

“Does it hurt?” you ask, brushing his hair back to take a closer look at the bruise. Sunoo’s face flushes pink, and he’s sure you noticed. “No, not really.” he says.

“I’m sorry for ghosting you.” you say with a sheepish smile, and Sunoo shrugs. “You were embarrassed. I mean sure, I was left confused for a couple of days, but then Wonyoung told me that you apparently didn’t stop talking about me.”

“Wonyoung, that snitch…” you mutter, and Sunoo laughs. “I hope you said good things about me though. Like how I’m really pretty and funny.” Sunoo says, and you wouldn’t admit it to him out loud, but yes - that was what you were saying to Wonyoung.

“So…” you say.

“So…”

“I like you.” you say, and Sunoo smiles. “I like you too.” Sunoo responds.

“We are both in like with one another.” you state, and Sunoo chuckles. “Yes. That is true.” he moves to place his hand on top of yours, and he notices how your eyes widen slightly - which he finds adorable.

“So… wanna…. go out?” he asks, and you nod.

“I’d like that.” you respond with a bright grin, and Sunoo feels like his heart’s about to explode.

“Yes!” you hear a few hushed whispers from another table, and you turn to look. You see Sunghoon, Jake, Wonyoung and Rei sitting behind you and Sunoo, and they’re all high-fiving one another.

“Why are you all here?” you ask, and Rei’s eyes widen when she hears you. “Moral support!” Wonyoung responds, giving you a thumbs up.

“C’mon,” Sunoo says. “Let’s go on a date?”

You have never said yes to anything so quickly.

thirteen － challenge accepted! previous. ★ next ♡ masterlist.

authors note: SUNYN GOING OUT TOGETHER NOW #YASS !!!! sawry if this is bad i wrote it at 1am in like 15 mins.. i need 2 get better at writing fluff T_T also 2 days until scammed ends... but good news !!! my new jake smau will be starting straight away after ^_^ click here 2 check it out < 3 

SCAMMED?! a sunoo smau. genre: smau, fluff, crack, mutual pining pairing: fashion major! sunoo x fem! reader warnings: swearing, ignore timestamps taglist is CLOSED!

[alltoolewis]

ben, mason or trent (you decide) reteaches you to drive because you find it stressful

Best at many things!- Mason Mount ✨

Sorry for the wait on this lovely! Hope you didn't mind me picking Mase, also switched it up a little so I hope you don't mind... Love you guys & requests are still open so please send any ideas in ❤

Summary- After your confidence driving gets knocked after a crash, Mason attempts to reteach you how to drive ✨

"C 'mon!" Mason claps, chucking his car keys at you, landing perfectly on your lap as you look up from your book, a puzzled look on your face "Huh?"

"Don't 'huh?' me..." Mason mocked, throwing the book out your hand "Now come on baby.. we're going for a drive..." "No..." You quickly objected, immediately knowing where this was going "Not happening Mase..." Throwing back the keys, which he caught perfectly in one hand. Mason chuckled softly, pulling you off the couch to go in his arms...

"I know you are scared (y/nn)…" He smiled, moving a strand of hair out of your face "But I'll be right by your side the whole time! You're not doing this alone baby..." You knew he'd do this eventually, force you to drive after months of being in the passenger seat... but after what happened last time you don't think you'd be able to!

4 months ago your were involved in a crash, causing you to be on crutches for 6 week after emergency surgery on your leg! & although the crash wasn't you fault at all, you were still reluctant in sitting in front of that wheel again

"I don't know Mase... what if it happens again! What if I hurt yo-" Your rambled words were cut short as he places his lips on yours, taking all the stress with him, any negative thoughts went as you focused on the boy in front of you who was willing to do anything to make you feel like you again! "You've got this..." Pulling away, he leaned his forehead on yours capturing your eyes "We've got this darling..."

"Let's go..." You breathed out, feeling a sudden flush of confidence. Mason looked surprised, giving you a small smile "Really??"

"Yes really..." You giggled, planting one final kiss on his lips before taking the keys off him "I'm going to do it... I'm going to drive!"

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"I don't think I can do this..." You whispered, Mason barely hearing you as your hands hovered over the steering wheel "I can't do this..." You knew the confidence you had built up in the house would disappear as soon as the car door shut... a feeling of claustrophobia hitting you as the thin walls of the vehicle felt they were crushing in. Mason being the only thing to snap you back to reality...

"Baby... look at me" He sighed, moving your chin so you were looking at him instead of the empty carpark "I'm with you... Nothing is going to happen... I won't let it... okay?"

"Okay..." You mumbled back, staring back ahead of you placing your hands firmly on the wheel, causing Mason to smile at your brave actions "That's it, darling... now switch on the engine..." Your hands shook as you pressed the button, flinching when the engine roared across the car. You were just about to panic, when you felt a firm hand on your thigh, turning around to find a calm Mason "You're doing so well baby... you've got this..."

Repeating his words in your head, your foot hit the pedal causing the car to holt forward "There we go..." Mase cheered, throwing his hands in the air as you reached his front gate "See you did it!"

"I only made it the gate Mase..." You giggled, staring left to right as you hesitated turning the left corner to go onto the busy road "I don't want to do this part..."

"You can't just drive back and forwards in my carpark baby..." Mason laughed, double-checking there were no cars going past before he placed his hand on top of yours, turning the car left!

"What the fuck Mason!" You screeched as the sound of his laughter echoed across the car "You could have killed us!" Your words only caused him to laugh more as he places his hand back on your leg... "Your doing it by the way..." He breathed out trying to catch his breath, causing you to glance at him, confused "Doing what..."

"Driving baby..." He smiled, his words causing realization to hit you... you were driving! After months of panic and making other people take you places, you were actually doing it!... all thanks to the man next to you!

The rest of the drive, was like a rollercoaster, having to stop a couple of times when things became stressful and diverting your journey to avoid roundabouts & where the accident happened.... but Mason couldn't have been any prouder when you pulled back into his driveway, this time with a huge smile plastered on your lips, a mixture of pride and relief...

"I did it..." You cheered, turning the engine of as you spun to your side to face Mason, wrapping your arms messily around him "I drove! I actually drove! & I didn't kill us!" "I told you that you wouldn't kill us!" Mason laughed, repeating your actions to throw his arms around you "& look, you drove it in under 25 minutes! I think I need to sign my girl up to F1..."

"I love you..." You rushed on the words you swore yourself to repeat to him for infinity. The familiar shy blush graced his cheeks, smiling back to you as he repeated the words with equal admiration "I love you too bubs... I'm so proud of you!"

"I couldn't have done it without you handsome!" You giggled, placing a kiss on his lips "You're the best teacher I could ask for!"

"That's not the only thing I'm the best at..." he smirked cheekily tapping your thigh, laughing as your legs unconsciously opened "I have plenty of talents..."

"Oh yeah... Like what.." You smugly replied, shrieking as he grabbed your waist and pulled you to him, causing your legs to straddle him "How did you do that so effortlessly..." You giggled, letting out a moan as his lips danced on your neck. Tucking your hair behind your ear so his lips could get to your ear "I'm the best at many things my love..." He whispered, leaving soft kisses behind your ear "And to celebrate you being a brave girl today...." Mason pulled the lever to bring his seat all the way back "Let me show you a couple of those many things in here baby... ride me!"

[morning-might-arrive]

Wow. Happy year and some change to this story. Seriously, thank you guys for continuing to show attention to my work even though I’ve been gone a while. I was “going through it” as the kids say but now I’m in a new city with a new job and new friends! I didn’t wanna make this post too long so I split the final part into two. The last part will be posted shortly.

CW for some light swearing A series of misunderstandings involving a limousine and Spectra’s blog lead Jackson to the realization that he has way more friends than he thought.

Thursday

“JACKSON! HOLT!” Mama Hyde’s voice boomed from the upper floor of the house.

“OKAY BYE MOM I’MLEAVINGNOWLOVEYOU!” Jackson yelled back as he shut the door and literally sprinted down the walkway in the direction of the high school.

It hadn’t been his fault, really! He just wanted breakfast and that vase had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. If he had finished cleaning it up just a moment sooner, he may never have been found out. Jackson scoffed internally- for all that moms had freaked out when they learned that he and Holt knew about each other, they loved being able to reprimand them interchangeably and hold one accountable for the other’s actions. Which reminded him, he really should do something nice for Holt. It wasn’t really fair that he took the heat when Jackson was the one who lit some of Crossfade’s droppings on fire on the neighbor lady’s porch after she’d berated Draculaura and made her cry. He had no idea how his mother had found out in the first place, but maybe seeing Dracula on his porch that evening struggling to contain his laughter behind his tea while watching her frantically try to put it out had tipped her off.  It was most of the reason he couldn’t bring himself to be too pissed at Holt about the car. Oh, and he should probably check with the rental company, Saturday was fast approaching and he wanted to make sure everything was in place for-

“OOF!”

He was pulled forcefully from his thoughts by his books scattering everywhere and his ass hitting the floor. He looked up to see who he had carelessly bumped into this time and cursed himself internally when his eyes fell upon a blush pink colored carnation and then a matching pair of eyes. 

‘Oh my ghoul- I’m so sorry…Valentine!” He stuttered.

“That’s alright, darlin’. Just be more careful next time. Can’t have you fallin’ for me too hard.” He replied, smirking. He reached a hand down to help Jackson back to his feet, winked, and then was gone with a confident flourish. 

Jackson picked up his belongings from the ground while trying to manage the flush he could feel creeping up onto his face, then heard a new voice from above.

“Y’know Jackson, maybe if you weren’t such a clumsy dork, I could actually stand to be seen with you.”

“Hey, Toralei.”

“Hey yourself, normie,” She hopped down from the top of the lockers to join him. “Didn’t know tall, dark, and sleazy had a thing for you.”

“Pfft. I doubt it. I think he just says that stuff to mess with me,”  He replied, feeling the heat that had been slowly drawing from his face return in full force. “Besides, you can never really tell what that guy's intentions are.”

“Yeah, I know what that’s like,“ Toralei stared thoughtfully in the direction Valentine had gone for a moment, before snapping out of it. “Hey, don’t you have PE with Manny and his goons this period?” She asked him.

“Yeah. we're playing flag football,” Jackson shuddered. “And no way can I convince Holt to stick this one out. He says that all the ‘sweaty stuff’ is for me to do since I love ‘handling balls’ so much. His words, not mine.”

Toralei laughed. “I have AP clawculus. How about we ditch instead?”

“Won’t we get in trouble?” Jackson asked. Though he did his fair share of rule breaking, it usually wasn’t intentional, and sometimes his inner teacher's pet jumped out at him still.

“Not if we don’t get caught, fool. Unless you’d rather go handle balls instead?” She teased. 

“Hey!”

She cackled and tore off in the opposite direction, and he gave chase. They took several winding turns through the old building before throwing open a pair of glass double doors that lead out towards the dumpsters, and then continued onto a relatively secluded path leading to the woods behind Monster High. Jackson put a hand up to avoid being scratched by branches as they breached through the tree-line, eyes darting around when he realized he lost sight of her. Suddenly a flash of orange entered his peripheral vision, and then his life flashed in front of his eyes as he was flipped over to the ground on his back in a small clearing. Toralei laid herself down after him, lying beside him in the opposite direction. 

“See? Told you it would be fine,” she said after taking a moment to settle down.

“Yeah, real stealthy,” Jackson replied, still reeling from his impact with the ground.

“Well we didn’t get caught, did we? And hey, you're getting pretty fast- Y’know for a human,” She quipped. Jackson tried not to flinch at those words, but she must have seen it anyway.

“Hey, I was just kidding!” She quickly tried to backpedal as her tone and expression softened in a way that was usually uncharacteristic of her. “You know I don’t think less of you for being half normie, right?”

“Yeah, I know,” He gave her a small but reassuring smile. “It’s just that a lot of other people…do.”

“Well, if they can’t look past what’s on the outside to see what you’re really like, they must be pretty fucking stupid,” Toralei responded, making a note to not bring it up again.

“Kinda like they do to you?” He asked.

“What?!”

“C’mon, Toralei, you may have everyone else fooled into thinking you’re all sharp claws and biting remarks, but not me. I see another side of you they don’t. Maybe if they just bothered looking a bit harder they’d find it,” he explained.

“And if you ever said that in public I’d claw out those pretty eyes of yours- but, God, you might be right,” she confessed. “Y’know I’m actually concerned about keeping my grades up now? I’ve even thought about college once or twice! I never really did that before I came here, or before I met Headmistress Bloodgood. Or before…I met you, really.”

“Hm. Maybe that side of you was always there, and you just couldn’t express it before,”  replied Jackson, thoughtfully.

“Yeah, that’s true. I definitely didn’t grow up in the most nurturing environment. I know that no excuse, I don’t really mean to be all ‘sharp claws’, I just don’t really know any other way to treat people. Hell, it was a complete accident that we became friends.”

“Heh. Yeah. ‘Accident’”.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” She snapped.

“Toralei, do you remember how we met? I found you in the bell-tower, sobbing.”

“Yeah, I remember. You asked if I was okay,” she recalled.

“Yeah, and then you said ‘pass me those tissues, sweater vest, I’ve has the worst fucking day.’” Jackson chuckled fondly at the memory. “You were completely unbothered with what I thought of you because I so obviously don’t ‘run this place’ as you put it. I was never someone you were in competition with so you never treated me that way. Maybe if you were like that with everyone, they could see you the way I do.”

“Even if I wanted to, that’s easier said than done,” She said after a moment. “If only things were different.”

“Yeah,” he agreed. “Yeah, if only things could be different.”

The two sat in prolonged silence after that, just staring up at the endless blue sky. If only. If only she’d had the pampered childhood her siblings got. If only he was his own person, free from his duality, and prejudices, and expectations. Eventually, Toralei looked over to find Jackson staring at her.

“What?” She asked.

“You really think my eyes are pretty?” He shot back.

“Oh my God! Shut the entire fuck up!” She yelled, scandalized. 

Jacksons laughter echoed throughout the clearing, but was still drowned out by the sound of the school bell. He looked down at his phone.

“Oh man, that's the third block. We’ve been out here a while,” Jackson remarked, surprised. 

“You got somewhere to be?” Toralei asked.

“No. we had all our graduation requirements out of the way already and they couldn't really figure out a spot for us with the influx of new students, so we have free period on Thursdays before lunch.”

Toralei scoffed. “I wish they would figure out a solid schedule. It's like they were so focused on getting more students to come here they had no plan for when they actually came. Scheduling my classes for this semester was a complete clusterfuck.”

“A clusterfuck is a small price to pay to be able to go to a school like this one, honestly,” Jackson replied. He shuddered a little thinking of his day at the human high school across town and the whole “halloween incident” as he and Holt dubbed it. “Maybe they should build an extension or something.”

“Ha! On our budget? I’m impressed there’s still working toilets sometimes!” Toralei proclaimed, laughing.

Their banter continued a while longer until it was nearly time for lunch.

“Hey, listen-” They both started at once.

“Oh, sorry! You first!” Jackson insisted.

“I heard what’s happening Saturday.” Torelei stated bluntly.

“What?! How?” Jackson asked, a little taken aback.

“It’s all over the Ghostly Gossip.” She replied.

“Oh. Of Course. Well, that’s actually kind of what I wanted to talk about. I didn’t want you to feel put off or anything.”

“Put. Off. Have you lost your fucking mind?!” She screamed at him.

“Woah! Where is this coming from? We’re just going as friends, but I didn’t think you’d be bothered anyway!” He defended.

“Just…Going…” Toralei struggled to process for a moment. Then burst into laughter. Jackson looked on, hopelessly confused.  “Well, come on! We should be getting back now!” She grabbed his hand and led him back towards the building.

Upon re-entry, they were nearly run over by the rush of students trying to make it to lunch. He appears to have lost Toralei in the crowd, but was quickly accosted by Heath.

Hey, Bro! I saw you sneaking back in here with Toalei- mrrrreaw! What were you two doing?” He asked, shoving his elbow into Jackson’s ribcage. 

“Nothing you would find exciting,” Jackson replied, rolling his eyes at his cousin’s crudeness. He never really appreciated Heath’s innuendos, or the way he spoke about women in general.

“Sure. Oh, I think Bloodgood is looking for you. And don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about your little rendezvous, you can say you were with me.” Heath said.

“Thanks,” Jackson replied. He did appreciate Heath’s willingness to cover for him, though.

“You got it, dude!” He heard Heath yell after him as he made his way towards bloodgood’s office. He nodded towards Rochelle and Venus sitting in the hallway. They both waved back, looking a little apprehensive.

“Mr Jekyll! Please come in!” The Headmistress’s voice boomed from inside. 

He entered and sat in front of her desk to face her.

“Very good. I have received a note from your doctor excusing you from gym class on account of your injury sustained in some kind of accident. A class which you appear to have been mysteriously absent from,” She said.

He withered a little under her stern gaze. “Oh, yeah, uh, I was doing independent lab work in the catacombs. Heath was with me,” He replied, nervously glancing up towards his helix piercing. 

“Yes,” She continued, side eyeing him skeptically. “Anyway, It says you are to have this week's gym period off as well as the next. Is that correct?” 

“Yes ma’am.”

 “Excellent. Do not hesitate to let me know if you need anything else to assist in the healing process. And Jackson?”

“Yes, ma’am?”

“You’re a very good student with a very bright future ahead of you. See to it that you continue attending your classes. Dismissed.”

“Okay. Thank you!” He responded before jumping up and hurrying out of the office, feeling her eyes on him as he went.

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Elsewhere, Torelai sat at her lunch table, poking at the wad of meat in front of her.

“It’s definitely beef,” Meawledy commented.

“Could be human for all we know,” Purrsephone replied. 

They all glanced at each other and collectively pushed their trays towards the center of the table. The two younger were-cats began hissing as their table was approached, but Toralei put up a hand, making them stop. Cleo walked with the same confident stride she always did, and flanked by Frankie and Clawdeen, she definitely turned a few heads.

“Your royal highness,” Torelai drawled sarcastically. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” 

“We saw you fangin’ out with Jackson earlier,” Clawdeen spat almost accusingly.

“You didn’t go ruining the surprise, did you, hairball?” Cleo asked.

“Don’t get your bandages in a twist, I did no such thing!” Torelai replied in feigned shock. “I did learn something interesting though.”

“What’s that?” Frankie asked, bolts buzzing curiously.

Toralei thought for a second about what Jackson had said about not treating others like competition, but fuck that. This was way more fun.

“That’s for me to know, stitches, but I still plan on helping you. You know how I love to party.”

[strangestcase]

i saw someone claim that tgs handled jekyll and hyde better because and i quote “Mattel is a corporation while tgs was made by a small team of people” and it’s like?? no?

Monster High handled Jekyll and Hyde better because they weren’t trying to be accurate or anything they just wanted to make funny characters out of it and they accidentally wrote the best system rep in children’s media you will ever get.

There isn’t a pretense of honoring or adapting the book because they weren’t adapting the book in the first place- Jackson and Holt are adaptations-with-a-fun-spin of a specific CONCEPT, and that concept is the popular culture reading of Jekyll and Hyde, being used as a metaphor for mixed heritage that children can understand.

You could argue that TGS is more authentic since it’s the creation of a Jekyll and Hyde fan, and not made with the purpose of selling fashion dolls and TV movies, but if we’re talking about “handling” alone, there’s this veneer of artificiality surrounding it. TGS portrays Jekyll and Hyde, like Mattel, as something that wasn’t present in the book, as something that resembles more a pop culture reading of the story- as a reinterpretation. The main three differences are:

Monster High goes a tad more wild with this “reinterpretation” angle (as it did with all other classic monsters!) and it feels less like an attempt at an adaptation than an attempt at remixing the story into something tweens would enjoy; in that sense, it takes better advantage of the medium

Jackson and Holt are better system rep than TGS Jekyll and Hyde for a number or reasons, one of them being that their creator, Garrett Sander, didn’t shy away from that angle. He saw Jackson and Holt as a [DID system] (he used an outdated term, but you get the idea) and deliberately wrote them as, ultimately, two parts of a whole that depend on each other to get by, even if they hate each other, or don’t collaborate. And there is supplementary material in which they learn to collaborate- it’s not an easy task, but at the end of the day they’re brothers, and they are stuck together. I didn’t get that bittersweet-realistic feeling with TGS. At all. It felt way more like what a singlet thinks a persecutor alter must be like, with the author claiming they aren’t writing Jekyll as a system even though it is evident they are.

Holt genuinely feels like what a benevolent -but still destructive and selfish- Mr. Hyde would be. This is in part because he is a teenager- of course he is, despite his flaws, trying to be a good person. TGS Hyde however feels like he’s enough of a bad person to be annoying and grating to talk to; but not enough of a bad person to be morally ambiguous in a way that feels satisfactory. TGS Hyde (aka Neko-chan) is supposed to be read as a “misunderstood monster” take on Mr. Hyde, which can be pulled off if you’re willing to settle on HOW and WHY he is misunderstood. This guy is not evil, just a jerk that never gets comeuppance for shit, and when he does, he’s in the right. I suppose that’s what the character would have wanted since that’s the point of being Hyde- but that fades away once you make Hyde his own person, and therefore, not Jekyll’s Free Of Consequence Meat Suit. Holt is a more satisfactory take on a good Mr. Hyde (with a Hyde-as-his-own-guy angle) because he generally isn’t a jerk. He IS a jerk sometimes but he is working on it! He is aware he has flaws and mental health issues that make that hard, and doesn’t want to make people he cares about upset. That’s basically his main character motivation… catch me reading too much into an underused fashion doll like character. Lol.

[bri1234]

My Favorite Quotes from the Halloween Heists

I rewatched the 8 Brooklyn Nine-Nine Halloween Heists to find the funniest/best quotes!

Season 1 - Episode 6: Halloween I

Holt: Where did you get those birds?

Jake: By using my big fat brain!

Season 2 - Episode 4: Halloween II

Jake: Those guys at the impound. Did they really smash my car?

Holt: No. In fact, I had them wash it.

Jake: Ha. Good one, Captain. You can't "wash" a car.

Season 3 - Episode 5: Halloween III

*wailing at Boyle’s cockroaches*

Gina: If I die, turn my tweets into a book!!!

Season 4 - Episode 5: Halloween IV

Hitchcock: Attention, everyone.

Rosa: Enough. We know. The heist is happening.

Hitchcock: No, my ex-wife just died. No more alimony, baby!

Season 5 - Episode 4: HalloVeen

Holt: You’re not Cheddar, you’re just some common bitch.

Season 6 - Episode 16: Cinco de Mayo

Captain Holt: She's making it up. The pregnancy scam was my idea. Jake: No. No, no, no, no, Amy. Wait, is that true? Did you just lie to me about our baby? Charles: Yeah, did you lie to us about our baby?

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Captain Holt: How many cummerbunds are you holding right now? Zero. It's one bund to none, son!

Season 7 - Episode 11: Valloweaster

Amy: Sorry, sir, that no one wants to bone your dusty old skeleton.

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Captain Holt: Is this about the surveillance system I set up in your apartment? [flashback to Holt watching Jake and Amy in bed on a monitor] Captain Holt: Sleep, sleep, you ugly morons.

Season 8 - Episode 9: The Last Day

Jake: So the heist is actually going to be the perfect goodbye.

Amy: What does that mean?

Jake: Drama, glamor, shocking twists and turns. And the whole heist ends up with everyone at the Brooklyn Bridge.

Amy: Is that meaningful? Have we ever been there together as a squad?

Jake: Uh, yeah.

[theme music plays over clip from opening credits]

Jake: I'm not sure why we all looked so intense, we were just getting falafel.

Amy: I mean, that falafel stand is really good.

Jake: True that, yeah.

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Holt: Well, your intel is of no use since we’re locked in here. Unless… you smash your gigantic body through the wall.

Terry: I AM NOT THE KOOL-AID MAN!!!

Obviously, there are so many more funny quotes from this show. I just love these 😁

If there are any other quotes that you found funny in these episodes, feel free to drop them in the comments!