#[also ami bc water and studying and shit]

[the-cookie-of-doom]

Good morning! Whats your favorite show/movie? Who are your favorite characters? Why do you like them so much? Also!! Did you have a good sleep?

Okay so I was a film major for a while, and I have opinions. 

Penny Dreadful 

I love this show. Like, so much. I adore it. I can not get enough of that show. Just all of the imagery, and the fantastic writing and acting. The episode intro alone is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. Eva Green is a goddess and I love everything she’s been in. The take on classic horror stories is So Good, and it actually became the inspiration for my Gay Frankenstein story! (Started as a stitch AU, and then went completely OC after I had Ideas) but the show itself is so intimate? I think it’s largely that the period they’re in, everything was so repressed and restricted. So when the characters break out of those moments, it’s more meaningful. And the love-hate relationship between Ms. Ives and Malcolm in season one? Exquisite.  I could literally write essay’s about this show, but I’ll restrain myself and just say: it’s the best ensemble show I’ve ever seen. The characters come together, but they also each have their own distinct lives that sometimes intersect, but in s2 especially, are quite separate. They are constant with one another like ensemble shows usually portray. Also gothic horror and romance? My absolute favorite. 

Anything by Guillermo del Toro

This man Owns My Entire Soul. I’m not even joking, everything he writes and directs is perfection. Crimson Peak is probably my favorite (I have a stitch AU for this too ;) ) because again, Gothic horror and romance. I’m a slut for that shit. Also Tom Hiddleston and Jessica Chastain? Delightful casting. I think it’s obvious by now that I love tragic relationships, so their dynamic is *chef’s kiss* amazing. they’re so damaged. And this quote right here is one of the BEST things I’ve ever read: 

“But the horror... The horror was for love. The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret. This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out. It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all.”

Engrave that on my headstone, please?? I’ve got a sort-of Dorian Gray AU (it’s delightful) that’s basically built on this entire premise. Mitch makes the mistake of falling in love with Stiles, and does many terrible things because of it. Mostly to himself, at least. 

I think my love of Crimson Peak is very closely tied with The Shape of Water. another beautiful movie, I could wax poetic about this forever. it was beautifully written, and such an artistic movie. I love the way it was filmed, and the set design, and all of the subtle imagery. Such as Elisa’s apartment being cast in cooler tones, it always felt very damp and had evidence of water damage, compared to Giles’, a mirror image of her own, in more warm tones. This is another one I could (and have) write essays about. There is so much packed into this movie, from the themes on toxic masculinity and entitlement, to the conversation on queerness and race and disability, and how all the various relationships are portrayed. Like. there is so much to pick apart in this movie. 

Aside from that, ofc Hell Boy deserves an honorable mention because i grew up on those movies. I’m pretty sure the Golden Army especially is responsible for who I am today, given all the lore on the fae in that universe. Wow, that explains so much about me... Also one of my first WoW characters was an elf named Nuala xD I still have her, too, and it’s been like 12 years lol

Near-Future Sci-Fi

Sci-fi is one of my favorite genres, I am a huge nerd for theoretical and astrophysics. But my favorite kind of sci-fi is the stuff that still takes place on Earth, rather than epic battles in space. Ex Machina and Annihilation are at the top of that list. Alex Garland is another writer/director that I love. He has the same kind of approach as del Toro, where he puts a lot of fine details into his work. And I love that it’s very cerebral; there are so many layers to Ex Machina. My English 101 prof actually refused to analyze it in class when I suggested it to him, because he didn’t think my class could. Basically handle? Dissecting that movie? Because a lot of it comes across as very surface level, but in some cases when you look deeper, it’s actually suggesting the opposite of what you might think at first glance. (And he was right, my fellow students were awful. I miss that class though, it was one of my favorites T_T Mr. Ryder was an awesome dude and super chill.) 

Morgan is another good example. As you can see, I fucking love androids lol. Which brings me to another of my all time favorite movies: Cloud Atlas. I could literally watch this movie endlessly, I love it so much. The acting, the writing, the filming, all of it is top notch. And one thing they did in the movie that didn’t come across in the book, was reusing the same actors through the different eras in the book. That was just so neat, because it really encapsulates how connected these souls are, as we follow the threads of their story throughout time. If you haven’t seen the movie, I can’t recommend it enough.  

Another one I always think of alongside Cloud Atlas, even though they aren’t related at all, is Predestination. It’s a great movie that explores the idea of fate and free will in a really clever way, utilizes time travel in a very organized way that I think was neat (think Umbrella Academy. They even use briefcases! As you can see, I love sci-fi bureaucracy, it’s fun. In fact The Bureau is another movie I enjoyed) and the main character is actually, explicitly trans, which was cool. You basically get to see the entire story of their life, and I don’t want to spoil anything, but it’s just. So good. Mindfuckery galore. 

Shoot, and I almost forgot! Arrival! That is one of the best movies, and another one I could watch nonstop. It focuses on mathematics and linguistics and I swear to god, I almost altered my entire college course because of this movie. Amy Addams is brilliant, Jeremy Renner is so soft and nerdy, and again, it has an amazing take on time travel. I am very particular about how time is handled in Sci-fi, and this portrayal was one of my favorite. (Most of my physics studies have been dedicated to the theory of time, so like. Strong Opinions.) 

Fantasy

Stardust! It wasn’t until Good Omens can out that I realized Neil Gaiman is responsible for most of the stories I loved as a kid lol, and I had no idea he wrote stardust! But that is such a beautiful movie (I have a Stardust AU lol) and it’s definitely one of my comfort movies. Captain Shakespeare is one of the best characters ever, bless Robert de Niro. I would die for him. Fun fact, i had no idea Ipswitch was a real place until like. 2019. I 100% thought it was made up for the movie 😂

Alongside Stardust, I’ve always loved The Golden Compass. It’s fantasy, but also with that old-timey steampunk science feel, which is so fun and surprisingly difficult to find! 

Mortal Engines also has the same kind of feel, and it was such an epic movie in every sense of the word. I’m a little sad that after all the work that went into it, it didn’t get a dedicated following or fan base, because I feel there’s so much potential in it. But at the same time, fandom tends to gather around media that has plenty of flaws for us to repair with gold, and there wasn’t much room for that in Mortal Engines. 

I’m going to put Jupiter Ascending here even though it technically fits with the sci-fi, because that section is long as fuck and also this movie has such a fantastic feel. Mila Kunis? beautiful. The CGI? beautiful. Eddy Redmayne? One of the best villain portrayals i’ve ever seen. The whole oedipal vibe he had was immaculate, as was their portrayal of reincarnation, and just. The world building. GOD. I get so weak for through world building. Also the fkn intergalactic bureaucracy when they’re basically at the space DMV? One of my all time favorite scenes in movie history. 

Horror

I have very little room in my life for horror. As I said, I have strong movie opinions, especially when it comes to horror movies. I don’t like how most of them rely on cheap jump scares and overused gore and gratuitous rape scenes, instead of, y'know, actual good writing. 

Which is EXACTLY why I adore It: Chapter 1 & 2. It has none of those things, but still manages to be so terrifying. They are my favorite horror movies, and I’m saying this as someone who has genuine childhood trauma bc of the novel. Like. I couldn’t shower/take baths alone until I was almost 10 T_T When I was 6-7 and saw kids play by storm drains, I would run over screaming about how Pennywise was going to get them. Like, I had issues man. I was terrified to see the first one, and wouldn’t go until I could go with my best friend after she had already seen it, so she could warn me when something scary was about to happen 😂

And, one of my favorite aspects of the movie, and the thing that gave me Mad Respect for Any Muschietti? The way he filmed Bev and her father. They have a character who is literally being molested, but they never once have to show it. And yet their interactions are still so viscerally upsetting to watch. Sexploitation puts me off of most horror, and the fact that Muschietti doesn’t use it here, even when it would be actually somewhat justified? *chef’s kiss*. I love him. 

I love horror as a concept, I’m just really picky about it because I expect the writing to be good. I don’t like short cuts. But in a lot of cases, even if I don’t enjoy the movie itself, I love to watch analysis videos on youtube! I love to see the philosophy and symbolism in different horror movies, even if i don’t like to watch the movies themselves. It’s a fun hobby. 

Misc. 

Then in general, some other stuff I love in no particular order:

The Internship (Bless Dylan, Stuart is such a bitch and I love him) 

American Assassin (ofc. The writing itself is eh, but Mitch is my man) 

Dylan’s episode of Weird City. (I actually have a lot of feelings about this one. Jordan Peele is another amazing writer/director, I really need to catch up on his works.) 

Dorian Gray (*chef’s kiss*)

Rogue One (Makes me cry every time) 

WARCRAFT (Obviously this is a fav. It made me so happy, words cannot express.) 

Coraline and most other stop motion animation. I’ve always had a soft spot in my heart for that. 

Literally anything associated with Tim Burton. Fun fact, when I was 12 and in middle school, I planned to decorate my future house inspired by tim burton. Like, i had Plans. 

Most adaptations of Alice in Wonderland!

So! this got long as fuck! But you said you like that kind of thing lol 😂 I had kinda Eh sleep since I was up so late lmao, and I kept waking up (as usual, rip). And I’m so mad I go up for nothing! The dude I was supposed to show my listing to never showed, and is refusing to answer my calls >_> It’s been 2 hours now, and I still haven’t heard from him. But whatever, I already have a full price cash offer on the house so who cares. And that means I can play WoW all day, now! 

[thegrandromantic]

ok so i wrote an usagi x ami one shot fic bc sailor moon is grossly heteronormative and They’re Perfect For Each Other Your Honor. i haven’t written literally anything in absolutely ages so you’ll have to excuse it if it’s not very good, i’m honestly just doing it to practice but i hope someone on here enjoys it :) also if any of the science/baking shit in this is inaccurate it’s because it’s entirely based on my memory of middle school science classes and a very cursory glance at a bread making recipe online lmaooo i just thought the scenario was cute.

Usagi sat cross-legged on the floor of Ami’s room, Ami was a few feet away rifling through some flash cards they’d been using to study for the past few hours.

“Ughhh I’m NEVER going to get this stuff! I’m just going to fail the test tomorrow like I always do,” Usagi flailed out onto her back in frustration and stared at the ceiling.

“Usagi...” Ami began, reaching out to comfort the other girl but withdrawing her hand nervously, “You’re going to be fine! You’ve made it through school this far haven’t you? Besides, now you at least have someone to study with.”

“It’s just not working!” Usagi snapped back up into a sitting position, “No matter what I do I’m always late to class which gets me in trouble which gets me sent out of class and I miss the lessons and that means I don’t understand the material and I fail the test!”

“Well it sounds like what you really need to work on is your sleep schedule, but that can be a problem for another day,” Ami looked thoughtfully at the girl across from her.

They’d been doing this for a few weeks now, even though Ami was always busy with cram school she had noticed how much Usagi struggled in her classes and had tried to take up a hobby of tutoring her. After all, they were best friends and it was the least she could do for her. Ami sometimes wished she had more time to spend on her own studies, but for some reason it was worth it just to see Usagi more often.

After a long silence between the two girls Ami caught herself staring and stopped herself, shifting her gaze back to the cards in front of her, “I think we need to try a different tactic, the flashcards seem to be too frustrating. You seem pretty energetic... Let’s try to get you moving while we do this!” She stood up and offered both hands to the other girl to help pull her off the floor.

Usagi dramatically rolled onto her back again momentarily, “I don’t know why you don’t just give up on me Ami...” before she sat up and took the girl’s hands, hoisting herself into standing up.

“Of course I don’t give up on you! No one’s a lost cause, least of all you,” Ami said, a bit of color rising in her cheeks, “Besides, I really enjoy spending time with you.”

“I thought I was just being a pain to teach this whole time, it’s good to know you enjoy this though,” Usagi blushed a bit as well.

“I absolutely do, now come on!” Ami eagerly tugged the blonde out of her room and down the stairs to the kitchen, “Have you ever tried baking?” she asked on the way down.

“Not much... I’m a bit too clumsy to be allowed in the kitchen very often at home,” Usagi admitted sheepishly.

“Well we’re going to fix that. The science test you’re studying for tomorrow is about chemical reactions and stuff anyway, and that’s all baking really is! We’ll just get you some hands-on experience and maybe it’ll stick better in your mind!” Ami said excitedly, her volume slowly increased the longer she rambled on and she paled a bit when she realized. She called to her mom in the other room, “Hey mom! Do you mind if Usagi and I use the kitchen for a while?”

“Of course not honey, just be careful,” her mom called back.

“Thank you Mrs. Mizuno!” Usagi called into the other room.

Ami started rifling through various cabinets, pulling down the different tools and ingredients they’d need to bake some bread. Ami had spent a fair amount of her free time baking so the process to prepare for it was almost mechanical for her.

Usagi hoisted herself onto a counter, swinging her legs as she watched the other girl go about her work. She watched closely, admiring how methodical Ami seemed about what she was doing but she also noticed a certain excitement about it. Usagi rarely got to see Ami get this passionate about something, since most of the time Ami had a bit of a hard time expressing her emotions. She heard Ami muttering her way through a list of the items she needed in an almost sing-songy voice and grinned when she heard it. It was the first time she’d ever even heard Ami’s singing voice. It wasn’t particularly impressive but there was something so sincere in it, a happiness that Usagi rarely got to hear. The only other time Ami got this excited was when she had aced a test in cram school or something.

“Great! So what’s the first step then? I’m still not sure how this is going to help me pass my science test but I’ll give anything a try at this point,” Usagi giggled and hopped off the counter, approaching the area where Ami had laid out all the supplies.

“Well we start out by making the dough, which is really just a mixture of all the ingredients here,” Ami instructed, waving to the ingredients.

Usagi nodded and grabbed the first ingredient, allowing Ami to explain how much of each one to add to the mixing bowl as she went.

“So now you’ve made the raw dough, and since we haven’t made any chemical reactions yet this is still just a...” she trailed off hoping Usagi would fill in the blank.

“A... uh... a mixture, right?” Usagi offered hesitantly.

“Exactly! I told you you could get this stuff down,” Ami jumped up and down a bit, excited that she had helped Usagi learn something already, “So the next step is called proofing, which is more of a baking term than anything but we’re going to add lukewarm water to the dough in order to activate the yeast, which should start to make the dough puff up,” Ami rambled on.

“Wait! Since it’s changing shape after we apply heat... does that mean we’re doing a chemical reaction to it?” Usagi attempted to make the connection on her own this time.

“Absolutely right! Do you remember what we call a mixture that’s been bound through chemical reactions?”

“It becomes a um... a compound, right?”

“Exactly!” Ami was practically giddy with joy and flung her arms around Usagi, “See, you knew this stuff all along! You just needed to see how it works in real life!”

Usagi blushed at all of the sudden affection from Ami, “Th-thanks for showing me all this, it’s really helped so far! Let’s keep going!”

The two girls worked hard at the bread they were making, Ami occasionally jumping in to quiz Usagi on the different chemical reactions that were happening as they made the bread. It came time to knead. Ami explained the process but when Usagi started doing it she noticed that she was getting the dough a bit thin in places.

“Here, let me help,” Ami offered, gently walking up behind Usagi and wrapping her arms around Usagi’s waist. She placed her hands on top of the other girl’s nervously and guided Usagi’s hands through the kneading process. It was a good thing Usagi was so intent on the bread, if she had turned around she would have seen just how red Ami had become at the intimacy she had accidentally created.

Usagi was surprised at first and stiffened before she eased into it, allowing Ami’s hands to guide her own. The slow rhythmic methodical movements of the other girl lulled Usagi into an almost hypnotic state. She felt nothing in the world except the dough between her fingers, Ami’s hands pressing gently down on her own, and the soft warmth of the other girl’s breath on the back of her neck which was enough to make her hair stand on end. There was an electricity about it all and Usagi felt her heart thumping hard in her chest. She never wanted this moment to end.

At last, Ami sheepishly pulled her hands away and said, “That should be good enough now,” her voice cracked awkwardly on the first word.

“R-right, and now we just... bake it, right?”

“Y-yeah... let’s put it in together?” Ami grabbed one side of the pan and Usagi grabbed the other. They knelt down across from each other in front of the oven and shared a long lingering stare as they pushed the pan in. Ami fumbled with the handle on the oven and pushed it closed. Her breath quickened when there were no longer any obstructions between her and the other girl’s face.

Usagi felt herself leaning in, closing the distance between the two of them almost on instinct. After the experience of kneading the bread with Ami something inside her wanted... NEEDED to be closer to her.

Ami leaned in as well, now visibly reddening again. She had never quite felt this way before, it was new and thrilling and she was terrified but comforted all the same.

Before they knew it, their lips had collided. It was short, both girls taken aback by the kiss. Their lips had hardly brushed and yet it felt to them both as if their lives had changed forever. There was a long silence as they stared intently into one another’s eyes, entranced.

“I’m s-“

“Did we j-“

Both girls had started talking at exactly the same moment. The little awkward foible managed to get a giggle out of Usagi and a weak laugh out of Ami.

“Do you want to...” they both began, again speaking simultaneously.

“Yes.” Ami replied, grabbing Usagi by the shoulders and pulling her into another, deeper kiss.

When they pulled apart both girls were breathless. All Usagi could think to say was, “Well... that was a pretty productive study session.”

Both girls laughed and in that moment, they knew something truly special had begun.

#sailor moon #sailor mercury #usagi tsukino #ami mizuno #fanfic #oneshot #ami x usagi #usagi x ami #idk what their ship name is #does anyone else even ship these two

[bi-lullaby]

No one asked

And I should be studying, but here are some thoughts for season 16 so far:

(SPOILER WARNING, OBVIOUSLY)

1 - Merluca and it’s parts: COUPLES FIGHT STOP PREDICTING THE WORST OK. They’ve been completely adorable so far, but this is what someone said in a interview: “This is the after in happy ever after” (or something to that effect). They’re gonna fight and them they’re gonna make up, I hope. As for their fight: They were both in the right imo. Yes, Meredith is being inconsequent and it must be so frustrating for Deluca to A)Have her continue risking her career and license and freedom when he went to such lengths to help that, B) Be crapped on constantly bc of something your girlfriend did. Yes, Meredith is completely right in fighting the system that is so throughtly broken, and yes, coming to apologize to her mentor and longtime friend was completely the right thing to do. I wanna see merluca wedding and marriage! Maybe (since there are two pregnant people in this season already?) next season will be Mer and Jo? One can dream! For them individually: Poor Mer, she has bitten more than she can chew but she is ready to take on this fight! Imma love to see her as auntie mer! I mis merjolex so much tho, I know she’s been busy and all but they seem to forget she is a important part in their support system. Andrew has been all over the place. I love his confidence, but in the ep where he literally screamed at Bailey over her trying to teach an intern? And called her out bc she was using a different material than Mer? I was a bit off-thrown. But he’s still a great character I enjoy watching. Hope they find the balance between confidence and arrogance for him, and develop him even more!

2 - Amelink: AAAAAA. They’re so amazing and perfect and sweet and I wanna hug them both. Link is everything you could wish for, Amy is adorable as ever. If they lay a finger on either them as a couple, them as individuals, or their baby, imma kick some asses. I don’t think they will tho, Amy is been through SO MUCH already and she deserves a breath.

3 - Bailey: OMG SHE IS PREGNANT AAAAAAAA. I’m so happy! Ben is already a great dad, this will be so fun to watch! Hope they don’t put her through the ringer with a difficult pregnancy or a sick child, she does not deserve this! She already nearly lost her first child while giving birth in a bomb-y hospital while her husband had brain surgery NEXT to the bomb. Enough pregnancy drama for a lifetime. As for her actions: I’ve said before: I’m pissed, yes. She’s acting way too harsh and taking it out on people and more importantly (as I’ve touched on in my female grey’s characters ranking post) she’s out of character. Where is the Bailey that went around the hospital runnning after the attendings and kicking their asses into signing her proposal for a free clinic? And gave them a speech on how they had failed her and she needed something to believe in in medicine? She was one of the first characters to point out how broken the system was, to take direct action to try and fix it. Sure, she likes to try and work within the rules as much as possible, much she is not adverse to breaking a few of them if she thinks it’s necessary (hello deactivated HIV inside a young boy’s body without parental consent! Hello changing the date on a surgery which is also insurance fraud!)! If she thinks it’ll save a life! But also, she’s not completely wrong: Meredith did commit a crime, as good as her intentions were; As her boss, firing her was the only logical decision. She thought her hospital (which she dedicated a good half of her life to) was being attacked by someone she trained into the surgeon she is, ofc she’d be mad as all hell. Quadri was disrespectful, not doing her job well, actively getting in the way of her superior doing her job, screaming at her boss in the middle of the hallway about how she didn’t want to work there - firing her was a tad extreme (specially for a charact who has never, herself, had any qualms ahout mouthing off to her own superiors when she didn’t think something was right) but not completely out of nowhere. I hate hate hate how they’ll probs throw a “oh she was being crazy bc pregnancy hormones!” line after seeing how her actions have been badly perceived by people (like there isn’t enough a stereotype that women can’t have positions of power because hormones make them crazy) instead of “hey this character was put in extremely uncomfortable and tough positiona after extremely uncomfortable and tough positions and came off as harsher than necessary while trying to balance a world-class hospital crisis”. Ugh.

4 - Jackson: Ok so the last few eps have rekindled my love for him and I’m relieved! There’s the good, kind, funny and smart guy I like! I was mad bc of the whole Jaggie drama, but hey, shit happens! If they will be better apart, then I’m happy! (Ok 50% of this is because of what he said to levi! Stanning Meredith Grey + dorky Harry Potter reference? Yes!!!!). I hope this season will be kind on him, that he and Vicky work out well (from what I gathered about it, she has also been through a lot) and that we see more Harriet!

5 - Maggie: Baby girl. I love that they’re consistent that she has a jealous streak but is also a very good person who is always trying her best. Plus, official womb secret bearer is the best title omg! Maybe she should change from cardio to obgyn, lol! Plus, the sisters are everything to me! She instantaneous knew Amy was mad! She stood up for Mer! Aaaaa I love them!!!! Hope this show ends with all three of them happy and loved and badass as always!

6 - Others: Tom has been an.... Interesting piece. I love him, but his antics are almost caricature-esque now and it’s getting on my nerves. He was detestable in exploitating that family’s pain but also, the hospital did need a pr boost or it’d be in even hotter waters! The restraining order on Owen was a tad much bc it got in the way of patient care, but also he did get electrocuted in a very sensitive area by someone who had just gotten together with his ex - I’d be a little suspicious that it was 100% unintentional tbh. He’s power drunk and needs to be turned down a notch. Schmit and Nico and adorkable as always and I loved Nico’s speech about demanding more of himself - That’s one of the biggest traps of low self-steem and Imm glad it’s mentioned. I’ll miss Quadri. Helm being a MeredithGrey stan first and person second is still me lol. I loved how this last ep showed how much of a family they are - all the connections and shared pasts and references to relationships and what not. The “bird” storyline was so cute! Pac North seems so promissing and I’ll cry ugly tears when my baby Alex turns that ish around and shows everyone who’s boss!!!! The whole “the world is broken” theme of the season is my jam! Sadly, irl that handful of people are not gonna turn it around, but I want to see it happen on my screen! The medical system being fixed! As a future doctor (I promissed myself I’d not be the person who brings it up in every opportunity but lol here I am) it’d make me so happy! Against my better judgment, I’m liking Towen! They are trying, they’re really trying! Owen has done nothing wrong so far (besides offering to milk teddy which was just dumb, not malicious) and has been great at stepping down from his job so she could work! And him at Pac North will be great tbh - as much as I didlike him, he is an excellent doctor and strategist and he was a great chief at GS (until the last bit which was just gross negligence). From the promo for next ep: I don’t think they’ll make Webber cheat again. It’d be predictable and cheap and I’d be so mad that we’d have another round of acting like he’s a saint with a tiny issue of being a cheater. What I theorize is: He’ll have lunch with his friend, and either A) She’ll be friendly at the wrong time and Catherine will walk in and then think he’s cheating and it’ll be a mess, or B) Gemma is gonna try to get him back to drinking (Or maybe C) She was telling him to stop being bullheaded and fighting with his wife when life is so short). Cristina reference in the text omg, my heart!

Sorry for the long rant!

#grey’s anatomy #greys anatomy #spoiler alert

[sscamanderr]

Ground Rules // Patrick Hockstetter x reader

This was gonna be smut but I’m too tired so use your imagination I guess. I can’t get this boi or this song out of my head so it resulted in this mess. Enjoy under the read more. 

Warnings: suggestinve situations, Belch x reader if you squint really hard

I’m tagging: @pennywise-fucker @hockstetter1989 @henrybcwer @nicholashamilton @thotstetter bc i know you from the fandom. I’m also @whoarumancek if you wanted to know,,

Once again you were buttoning up your shirt in front of Patrick’s bathroom mirror. You ignored the marks on your chest and ignored the ache between your thighs as you pulled on your shorts from his floor when you walked back in, treading carefully. Soft snores left his mouth, muted by the pillow that squished half his face. You almost smiled at the odd position but the regret washed over you before you could do so.

He doesn’t love you. Honestly, get it together.

You collected your purse from his floor as well and winced when the keychains jingled. But Patrick did not stir. You spared one last glance his way and felt your lips tingle where he had bit down on them countless times the night before. The ghost of his teeth made you shiver. You pulled his door closed with a gentle click and ventured to his kitchen. You picked up the landline phone and dialed Belch, remembering you had no car.

He’d be there in five, he said. You hurried out the front door when you saw the blue Trans Am at the end of the driveway. You smiled but showed no teeth when you opened up the door. You liked the front much better, but Henry wouldn’t dare let you steal his seat. And Patrick wouldn’t dare let you leave the reach of his hands. You didn’t want to think how he would react when he woke up and didn’t find you cradled in his chest like he liked you to be.

“You look like you’ve been to hell, Y/N.” Belch commented once you were settled in.

“Thanks, Reggie,” You sighed and leaned your head against the window. Belch smiled at his lesser used nickname. You were the only one allowed to call him that. Patrick got hit square in the chest when he tried to copy your nickname. “Just take me home.”

He didn’t want to press, so the ride was silent. He knew how Patrick was and how he usually left you the next day. Patrick was a manipulator, and Belch knew that you knew it. Soon your house loomed before you. You gave your thanks and stepped up onto your porch.

“You don’t deserve it, Y/N.” Reggie called. You peered over your shoulder at him. He nodded his head then set Amy in reverse.

“I know that now,” You mumbled to yourself, watching the blue Trans Am disappear. You turned on your heels and headed inside.

***

Darkness had fallen quicker than you thought. Your mother went out with friends and your father had taken third shift for the night. You were all alone with your regret. It was hard to concentrate on the movies because you could still feel Patrick on your skin, even with all the soap and hot water you used in the shower. You thought about what Reggie had said, and you fully agreed. Why were you still thinking about Patrick?

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

No more. It’s time for some ground rules.

     1. Don’t pick up the phone, you know he’s only calling ‘cause he’s drunk and alone

Around 10:30, the shrill ring of the phone woke you from your dozing. You jumped to get it but hesitated as you stood before it. It could be three things at this ungodly hour: your mother needed you to pick her up from the bar, your father was calling to say he was coming home early (it sometimes happened), or…it was Patrick.

That was how it started. He’d gotten drunk with the boys and couldn’t make it home so you let him crash at your place. But crashing usually meant other things.

You hoped it was your mother.

“Babe, I was wondering where you were this morning,” His sultry voice came through the phone and broke your skin into goosebumps.

“I accidentally left my socks at your place.” You said, evading the feeling that Patrick only wanted another night inside you.

I’ll run them over to you, baby,” You could see Patrick’s smile on the other end of the line.

“I’ll get them tomorrow.”

“Shit on that, I’ll be over in a bit. I’m bringing the booze.” And the line went dead. An ugly feeling churned in your stomach.

He may not love you, but you still felt something for him. You wouldn’t call it love, though. You knew better. You deserved better.

      2. Don’t let him in. You have to kick him out again.

When your doorbell rang, your nerves had already been working on your skin and making it jump at the sudden sound. You opened the door to behold Patrick leaning up against the frame. He looked up at you past his lashes with his bottom lip pinched between his teeth.

“Your socks,” He held them out to you. No slur in his words, or even a purr. Patrick was sober and acting unlike himself. You studied the bundle of socks and grabbed them only to toss them into the house over your shoulder. Patrick’s eyes followed them into the living room and smiled.

“The Goonies? You love that movie.” He mused. You had forgotten the movie long before.

“O-Oh…Yeah. My favorite.” You said. Patrick kept his expectant gaze on you and you sighed. “C’mon,”

Patrick resisted a smirk when you opened the door wider, letting your noticeably tight grip on the wood slacken. He brushed past you and made himself comfortable on the couch. You took note of the bottle of some liquor or another in his hand. You took it from him and set it on the side of couch where he could not reach it. He pouted, but said nothing about it.

“How’d you get home?” He asked instead.

“Reggie picked me up,” You answered, using all your energy to keep your eyes trained on the movie playing. One of the characters screamed; you felt like doing the same. Patrick inched his hand over yours and intertwined your fingers just enough to know you weren’t moving them away. His face said otherwise, but you knew. You knew. This was the real him.

     3. Don’t be his friend. You know you’re gonna wake up in his bed in the morning.

“Waking up without you made me realize something, Y/N,”

You winced and hoped he didn’t notice. “And what is that?”

“I need you, Y/N. Badly.” Patrick leaned in closer to you and you smelled his usual cologne on him; a smoldering, rich scent that he knew you liked.

But I don’t need you, you thought. But you leaned in too.

“Please, baby, don’t let me be alone.” Patrick’s lips grazed your cheek and you were frozen on the spot. Patrick nuzzled his nose against your skin and pressed his lips against your jaw. He could be so soft when he wanted, but it was all for play. A sick game because he knows. He knows you have feelings for him.

     If you’re under him, you ain’t getting over him.

You turned your head towards him, eyes hooded and staring at his lips. Patrick’s hands released your fingers and rested on the tops of your lower thighs. You weren’t going anywhere now. Patrick closed the distance between you and found your lips instantly. You allowed him to push you back against the arm of the couch and adjust so his hips rested against yours and the rest of him settled between your legs. Patrick’s arms snaked their way up to your ribcage, but didn’t tighten his grip. He didn’t have to; you weren’t leaving. He wouldn’t let you, and you weren’t going to try.

He made you dizzy. Patrick’s cold hands traced the skin under your shirt and he arched his hips into you. His lips left yours. Your shirt was now thrown somewhere on the floor and Patrick’s mouth replaced his hands. His mouth was hot, his fingertips were chilled, and that made you even more lightheaded. In a blur you were bare, underneath him, and your regret, along with your ground rules, were forgotten. You knew the regret would be back in the morning, but for now, you would let Patrick’s tongue be the only thing you felt.

end me :))

#patrick hockstetter #it 2017 #it 1990 #the bowers gang #patrick hockstetter imagine #patrick hockstetter x reader #it imagine #it 2017 imagine #mine

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Plates

@septipliertube asked:

Tyler and Ethan have a HUGE fight (nothing physical, just screaming and crying) to the point where they almost breakup, they go to bed in separate rooms, and in the morning they apologize

Anonymous asked:

I need a sad Tythan fanfic pls provide because I can't write for shit

[I’m combining two requests bc I have a lot so shhh.]

 What was a normally quiet apartment, filled with laughter, love, and overall happiness, was now devoid of the happiness and laughter and was replaced by the shouts and pain.

  “I said to not push on the problem yet here you are freaking out over nothing!” Tyler shouted.

  “Well why are you so damn secretive! Huh?! I don’ know who you run off with late at night!” Ethan shouted back.

  “It’s just Mark,” Tyler gritted through his teeth,” how many times do I have to tell you that.”

 Ethan scoffed, he grabbed a stack of papers from the table between them and threw them at Tyler’s face.

  “Then what are these?!” Ethan shouted, staring at him angrily.

  “You printed my texts? You went through my phone?” Tyler asked, bewildered. He looked down at all the papers and sees that all of the texts were of Mark’s. None said anything of leaving late at night.

  “Clearly Mark isn’t the one hanging out with you so late. Neither is Amy. Neither is Kat,” Ethan began to exclaim, counting off his fingers, “so who is it?!”

 Tyler stared down at Ethan, his nostrils flaring and his gaze cold. Ethan took a gulp, his next words coming out shaking.

  “A-are you cheating on me?” Tyler threw his hands in the air, licking his lips prepared to reply but all he could do was laugh. There was no joy behind it at all.

  “Ethan, what makes you think that I would ch--”

  “I don’t know! You’re sneaking out all the time and whenever you ‘go to the gym’ you take more than a few hours!” Ethan explains, looking at Tyler’s bewildered face.

  “Ethan, I go to the gym with Mark! Sometimes we go to the store afterward!” Tyler replied, voice almost desperate to reason with his boyfriend. He grabbed a wad of papers and threw them back at Ethan. “This is evidence to prove it.”

  “Explain the late night rendezvous then.”

 Tyler swallowed his truth. He looked at Ethan and tried to hold his hands, only to be rejected.

  “I can’t tell you that.”

 Ethan backed away from Tyler, his face filled with hurt and confusion. What was he hiding? Why couldn’t he tell him? Was he cheating on him?

  “J-just tell me if I know them...” Ethan whispered.

  “What?” Tyler asked, startled by his question. “No, Ethan it’s not--”

  “STOP LYING TO ME!” Ethan shouted, tears filling his eyes.

  “I”M NOT LYING TO YOU!” Tyler shouted back, attempting to get closer to Ethan to calm him down. 

 Ethan grabbed one of the cups on the table and flung it at Tyler. He dodged and Ethan threw an empty plate that Tyler caught mid air. He threw it back at Ethan, barely missing his head by an inch. The glass crashed into the wall and it rained over Ethan’s head as he ducked down and fell. Tyler knew he’d done it then. 

 Tyler moved closer to see if he was alright, Ethan slowly rose and smacked Tyler’s hand away from him. 

  “O-oh god. You’re bleeding,” Tyler stated. Ethan rose his fingers to the cut on his temple, stared at them before turning his eyes to narrow at Tyler. “E-ethan, I--”

 Ethan stood up, brushed himself off and attempted to move past Tyler angrily. The taller of the two tried to grab his arm but only to slip away from his grasp.

  “Ethan-”

  “Don’t.” Ethan threatened, raising a shaking hand to point at Tyler. “Just... don’t.”

 Ethan stormed off to their shared bedroom and slammed the door close, a picture frame rattling. Tyler stood there in the kitchen, ashamed of what he’d done. He looked down at all the shards and decided it was better if he cleaned it. Once all the shards were gone, he went towards the bedroom door and knocked on it twice.

  “Babe?” There was no reply.

 Tyler stood there, looking at the door guiltily. He began to go back to the Kitchen when he heard the doorknob click and rattle. A blanket, a pillow, and a simple t-shirt flew out from the dark and was slammed shut once more.

 A sigh and a sob came out at the same time on different sides of the door. Tyler gathered his ‘belongings’ and moved to the living room where he lay the objects there to further wash the dishes. Once done, he turned off all the lights and laid on the sofa. The sound of Ethan’s quiet sobs filled the night.

 Tyler could barely sleep. 

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 The next morning, Tyler woke up too early for his own taste. The light from the windows bled through the curtains and brought life to the apartment. There was a relative silence that made him uncomfortable. Tyler leaned close to their bedroom door to hear Ethan’s quiet breathing. He slept.

 Tyler quietly made his way back to the kitchen to try and make breakfast. But of what? What type of food could apologize for what he did the night before? He got out some eggs and random vegetables to figure out what he could make. 

 The sound of bacon and sausage sizzling in the pan with eggs and chopped vegetables in the other filled the quiet apartment. Tyler busied himself, rehearsing his apology again and again until he got it right. 

 On his twelfth attempt, Tyler was muttering his apology when he heard the shower spray in the distance and a door softly closing. He looked behind him and noticed that the bedroom door was wide open. Bed sheets and old T-shirts littered across the bed and floor like a tornado just hit. There were also multiple used tissues lying between each and every cloth.

 Tyler knew not to get his hopes up. He figured it’d maybe be a day or two until Ethan spoke to him. Even then, it wouldn’t be friendly.

 Upon finally finishing breakfast, Tyler stared at the stove, all flames gone and his stare still remained. The moved his hand to meet the still hot metal. His hand hovered over it, almost daringly. His hand wasn’t trembling, in fact he was... calm. He lowered his hand further and touched the burning object. He retracted his hand in time to have Ethan hold it in his own. 

 Tyler hissed as Ethan carefully studied his palm. He moved it to the sink to place it under running cold water.

  “That was stupid of you,” Ethan mumbled. Tyler was surprised, but he said nothing. He didn’t want to push his luck. Ethan looked at the table to see breakfast practically hypnotizing him. “You made this?” he asked with a smile.

 Tyler nodded his head like a child would. Ethan took a seat and began to indulge. Tyler awkwardly stood there, his palm still facing the ceiling where Ethan had held it. Ethan was stuffing down as much as he could and Tyler slowly shifted gears and sat down across from him like he usually would. 

 The only sounds that filled the emptiness were Ethan’s fork clattering against his plate incessantly and an occasional creak in their wooden chairs.

  “Good, I presume?” Tyler asked, finally speaking. Ethan nodded his head and let out an exaggerated moan.

  “I love you as much as I love your eggs.”

 They both stopped and everything in the room stood still. Ethan lowered his fork and cleared his throat. 

  “I’m sorry about throwing the plate at your head.”

  “Sorry about assuming you cheated.”

 Both apologies came out rushed and unanimous. It was a umble of words until it was silence.

  “Go ahead. sorry.” Tyler mumbled, his attention on Ethan’s sincere blue eyes.

  “I-i’m sorry for assuming you cheated. I just... I don’t know what you’re up to.” Ethan looked down in shame. 

  “I’m sorry for throwing the plate at your head..” Tyler whispered, staring directly at the band-aid on Ethan’s forehead. Ethan nodded his head and they sat in silence for a second.

 Ethan pursed his lips and looked down at the half-eaten sausage link and eggs remaining on his plate. He grabbed his fork and continued when Tyler spoke again.

  “I have a second job.” Ethan looked at Tyler in surprise, chewed his food and swallowed as quickly as he could. He waited eagerly. “I’ve... i’ve been doing this... sort of side-gig? I just wanted to get some more money so that you and I could both go to Hawaii for a friend’s wedding and--”

  “Hawaii?” Ethan asked, surprised by this information.

  “-- that’s why I’ve been out at night and sneaking out because I didn’t want you to worry.” Tyler finished. He looked at Ethan’s smile.

  “Why would I worry? That’s awesome.”

 Tyler bit his lip. “Because it’s a strip club that I work at.” Ethan blinked and his mouth dropped. “I’m a bartender. I don’t perform. Well, sometimes I do but that’s only on Friday’s because the staff has to--”

  “Tyler.” Ethan said, voice firm. “It’s fine.”

 Tyler looked at Ethan and was surprised to see him lean over and attempt to kiss him. Tyler closed the gap and they stood out of their chairs uncomfortably leaning over the table. When they broke, Ethan smiled at Tyler who let out a sigh.

  “I’m sorry. no more secrets.” 

 Ethan nodded his head against his and they stood there for a second before they sat back in their chairs and continued to finish the food. The silence faded away as Ethan began to plague him with questions about his job. Tyler didn’t mind it as long as it meant they put the argument from the night before behind them.

#tythan #sad #sorta #happy ending #asks #fic request #ethan/nestor #tyler/scheid

[lilacarrows-blog]

mako and chibs are so goddamn cute what a great big sister okay

#✎ brie talks #brie watches smc eternal #[my first crush was on rei but i'll be damned if i didn't have one on mako too] #[also ami bc water and studying and shit] #[i uh. there's a few crushes i had]

[florafraser-blog]

OOC WEEK: this or that

RAPID FIRE:

Tea or coffee? tea. leaf juice over bean juice.

Stars or planets? planets. pluto is my girlfriend.

Sun or moon? moon. u can’t stare directly @ the sun, but u CAN stare directly @ the moon.

Black or white? black, like my Soul.

The zoo or the aquarium? aquarium!!!!!! lemme watch the fishes!!!!!!

Drama or comedy? drama drama drama drama

Thriller or adventure? thriller Always.

Short walks to the fridge or long walks on the beach? can i have a short walk on the beach?

Indoors or outdoors? both. both is nice, as long as there are no bugs in either environment.

Animals or plants? animals.

Time alone or time with others? listen, human beings exhaust me, but i also require constant attention.

Introvert or extrovert? introvert.

Silence or music? music.

Darkness or light? light, but like, only well lit light.

Cats or dogs? dogs.

Dancing or being the wallflower? dancing my lil toosh off.

Right or left? right.

Werewolves or vampires? i had a rly long ‘the vampire diaries’ phase ok. immortality fascinates me. vampires.

Dressing stylishly or dressing comfortably? as i’ve said to carlie before, my style is “cultivated messiness” aka i look like i put 0 effort in but in a cute way, but i actually put 0 effort in. so dressing comfy but in a stylish way!!!!!

Sunrise or sunset? sunset.

Lead or follow? a lil bit of both. sometimes, u gotta lead when nobody else is doing jack shit, but sometimes, u gotta keep ur mouth shut and follow so that other people are responsible for the Anarchy

Optimist or pessimist? lil bit of both. it’s hard 2 be optimistic when a tangerine is in charge of ur country.

Staying up late or waking up early? staying up late!

Speaking up or staying silent? speaking up always and forever.

White lies or brutal honesty? depends on what the situation calls for. as a rule, i like to be honest, but with the people i’m close with, sometimes that will do more harm than good, and sometimes, you just have to let people come to a conclusion on their own.

Ask for permission before doing the stupid thing or ask for forgiveness after doing the stupid thing? 100% ask for forgiveness after doing the stupid thing.

LONG FORM:

Pet peeves: ppl leaving the toilet seat up, ppl who walk slowly, ppl who eat tuna in public (that shit is STINKY), ppl who stand too close to u in line, ppl who don’t ask permission before they take something of urs or touch something of urs, ppl who sneeze into their hands

Bad habits: not eating enough fruits and vegetables or drinking enough water, spending too much $$ on useless crap, liking boys, not wearing my orthotics, not finishing my food, procrastinating on my work (GUESS WHAT I’M DOING RIGHT NOW), ignoring all of my problems in hopes that they’ll go away, not charging my devices.....ever....., never cleaning my glasses, undoing the hems on all of my clothes

Favourite scents (your amortentia!): peppermint, nail polish remover, freshly baked bread, lavender, dryer sheets, petrol

Favourite animal: ORCA!!!! WHALES!!!!!!

Favourite colour: green~

Favourite place to go (local or otherwise) (photos get bonus points): there’s a student run coffee shop on USC’s campus called “ground zero” and they have the best milkshakes known to man, but they also just in general have such good study vibes and writing vibes, so i spend like 98% of my time there.

Favourite meme: the evil kermit meme

Do you have any creative or artistic abilities? i goddamn hope so!!!!!!!! i would like to think i can write semi well, and that’s about it. i can’t draw or sing or paint, so writing is basically all i’ve got. i also feel like i have Some Aesthetic sensibilities, so i’d be somewhat ok at photography and cinematography, but i’m not actually that interested in the latter, just the former.

Talk about something that made you happy today, yesterday, this week: one of my best friends came w me to see the movie “lion” on monday. i’d already seen it, but i really wanted her to see it, and she got us FREE TICKETS at this beautiful theater in santa monica, and we went, and she loved it, and just seeing her enjoy this thing that i loved made me rly rly happy :’)

Talk about an experience that made you feel proud or confident: OK i bought overalls over christmas break, and let me tell u, i have never felt more confident than i feel in these overalls bc not only do i look Good, i look Gay, and today i put them on, and curled my hair, and i feel like the prettiest goddamn human being in existence :’)

Talk about something/someone that makes you feel relaxed: carlie!!!!!!!!!! this is gonna get sappy i’m trying 2 kill her when she wakes up!!!!!!! but talking to carlie alway makes me feel really calm and chill, even if we’re being super high key about something. and if something’s going Wrong, i know i can talk to her because she always has a Good Perspective that Soothes and Supports, and i love her very dearly :’))))))

Talk about something you’re yet to try for the first time but want to: this is dumb, but i’ve never done a face mask before??? i rly want to??? i want my Skin To Feel Soft And Nourished. i also want to dye my hair and become even more of an aesthetic hoe than i already am

Who are your role models and why: 1) david fincher, for just saying fuck u @ everything and doing whatever the hell he wants 2) viola davis, for her constant intelligence and perseverance and strength 3) shonda goddamn rhimes, for creating an empire 4) amy elliot dunne, for being a BAD ASS BITCH 5) peter paige, for continuing to bring nuanced queer stories to the screen, as an actor, as a writer, as a person 6) all of the friends in my life who are just.........amazing and complicated and driven and heartfelt who constantly give me a reason to want to be the best version of myself

Talk about something you want to do this year: i want to start flossing. flossing and i have never gotten along. but my dentist told me i was like THIS close to having perfect teeth, if only i flossed more, so i was like....u know what.....why not go the extra mile......this is my new year’s resolution, and it’s lame, but it’s Mine.

#olooc #I JUST wasted mY enTIre MOrniNG IT'S fine