#I’m sorry but I was dying over this for so long when I rewatched to gif the ep

[scrappedtogether]

This joke got me so good

#WNSD #Professor Ostwald #HIS VOICE #THE WAY HE JERKS HIS THUMB #NOT EVEN MISSING A BEAT #I’m sorry but I was dying over this for so long when I rewatched to gif the ep #I will tell you 🫵. and you🫵. and you 🫵can tell him 👍 later 👋 #Fred Jones #Scooby Doo #Shaggy Rogers #Daphne Blake #Velma Dinkley #he’s my guy

[sluttywoozi]

Kinktober Day 31: Alien Kink + DK

For ⚔️

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~2k

Pairing: Seokmin x Reader | Genre: smut, sci fi

Warnings: dk is a clueless virgin alien, sex ed, oral f. rec., vaginal fingering, alien anatomy, breeding mention

Seokmin has only been dating you for two earth months, but already, he knows he’s in love. 

His species doesn’t put much stock in romance or dating - the most they seek is a suitable mate to help produce offspring every mating cycle - but Seokmin has always been different. Different enough that he’s never participated in the mating cycles at all, not wanting to share that side of himself with someone who won’t stay. 

Different enough that he’s one of the few of his species that has ever left their planet, different enough that he can almost pass as human, if it weren’t for his pointed ears and chameleon-like qualities. You don’t seem to mind them, thankfully, nor do you mind the odd looks you get whenever you go out in public together. 

Your kind has known about aliens for less than five years, barely long enough to grow accustomed to the idea and definitely not long enough for interspecies relationships to be normal. Seokmin isn’t worried though, knowing that as earth grows into a galactic trade hub, more and more relationships like yours will pop up. 

Until then, he’s content to ignore the looks, hold your hand on the street, and proudly let his cheeks flare purple, the color a sign of his deep, true love for you. 

Or at least, that’s what he tells himself. 

The truth is, he’s dying to know what you look like naked. 

He’s tried to do research, but what he now knows is called ‘porn’ doesn’t seem to be for him, and he can’t even begin to understand the words or the diagrams in that anatomy textbook he borrowed from the library. Besides, he only wants to see you, touch you, learn you, no one else.

So, he does what’s most logical to him, and simply asks. 

It’s on a calm Sunday afternoon that he first broaches the topic, one that sees Seokmin reading with his head in your lap as you rewatch your favorite show for the nth time. His book is getting to a particularly spicy bit, one that has heat growing in both of his stomachs, but as usual, when it gets to the more specific parts, Seokmin is clueless as to what they’re talking about. 

What is a pussy? Why is the main character putting his mouth on the love interest’s? And why is everything so wet??

These are all questions Seokmin needs an answer to, and he reaches over for the remote to pause your show so he can have your full attention. You blink down at him, arching an eyebrow in curiosity as he opens and closes his mouth like a fish, unsure of how to voice his questions. 

In the end, he just asks you flat out. 

By the time you get over your shock, finish laughing, and pull yourself back together, he’s pouting on the other end of the couch, his arms crossed and his cheeks bright orange in embarrassment. 

“I’m sorry, Minnie, you just caught me off guard. Ummm,” you stall as you try to figure out how to answer, deciding to just be as clinical and explanatory as possible. “Humans generally have one of two types of genitalia, a vagina or a penis, and pussy is a less formal word for vagina, which is what I have. There’s something called oral sex, and it’s when you use your mouth to make someone feel good. That’s what’s happening in your book.”

Ohhh. That makes sense, Seokmin thinks.

“And everything is wet because, well, the mouth is wet and the pussy can make its own wetness, so everything just gets a little… messy.”

Seokmin squirms in his place at the end of the couch, suddenly not at all interested in his book and only too intrigued by the idea of putting his mouth on you. 

“Can we try that?” Seokmin asks urgently, shuffling over to you on his knees and imploring you with his eyes. 

“Right now?” You question, trepidation in your voice and nervousness on your face. “I haven’t shaved or anything.”

“What’s shaving?” He’s never heard that word before, doesn’t have a clue what it means, though you seem to think it’s bad that you haven’t done it. 

“Never mind,” you sigh happily, throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him into a deep kiss. 

Kissing, Seokmin is used to. Kissing, Seokmin is good at. 

And he loves loves loves kissing you, loves your sounds and the taste of your tongue and the feeling of your lips against his. Loves how close he feels to you and how close you get to him, loves how his head spins and how your hands wander, your fingers tracing over the pointed tips of his ears and down the ridges of his abdomen. 

He shivers when you break away to suck kisses into his neck, his head falling back to give you more room as you bite and lick your way down his throat. You pull down his t-shirt collar to get at his collarbones and he covers your hand with his, pulling back and reminding you of the goal. 

“I’m going to perform oral sex on you, remember?”

You bite back a smile and tell him, “Seokmin, try saying ‘go down on you’ or ‘eat your pussy’ instead. They sound a bit sexier.” 

“Baby, I promise I would never eat you. Sure, humans can be a delicacy on some planets, but that’s not how I do things,” he says, hand on his biggest heart and with all the seriousness in the world, unsure why threatening to consume you would sound any sexier than what he said. 

“It’s just a figure of speech, Minnie. You won’t actually be eating me,” you promise gently, reminding Seokmin just how much he has left to learn about you and your people and your silly combinations of words.

“Oh. What will I be doing?” 

“It’s like kissing, but you kind of have to multitask? It’s hard to explain, I’ll guide you once you get down there.”

He rolls off the couch and shuffles close to you on his knees, placing his hands on yours to push your legs apart. Gazing expectantly at you, he waits for you to remove your clothes so he can see what he’s working with, all three of his hearts beginning to race as you lift your hips and shyly push at your pajama shorts. 

He can’t believe he’s about to see you bare, his first lover, his first girlfriend, his first human, and if he has anything to say about it, his last. The shorts get to your knees and he has to move his hands, settling them on your upper thighs and taking in a deep breath, tasting something sweetsour and heady on the air. 

When you open your legs for him, he knows instantly that the flavor was you, and that it’s something he wants on his tongue now. He should take a look around, explore you a bit, but he’s letting his instincts guide him and they’re saying to get his mouth on you as soon as possible, lest he lose this chance. 

And oh, oh, Seokmin gets it now, why it’s called ‘eating out,’ because he does want to eat you, he wants to consume you, he wants to drink you down. He wants to lick his fingers and taste you. Bite his lip and taste you. Swipe his tongue over his teeth and taste you. He wants you all over him, so he practically shoves his face into your pussy, shaking it from side to side to spread you out as his tongue laps at the folds and creases of you. 

The taste is more concentrated further down, so further down he goes, making a questioning noise when he encounters something unexpected. There’s a… hole, or maybe an entrance? Are you hollow here? 

His tongue delves inside, and all at once, he’s in heaven. It’s like everything else falls away, his shoulders untensing and his fingers spasming on your knees as his cheeks flare a bright red, the color of deep, gnawing arousal. 

You’re searing hot and soaking wet, like a scalding shower on a freezing day, and your walls feel like molten velvet, the texture and flexibility of them mind blowing as they ripple and squeeze around his tongue. 

He’s never felt, tasted, encountered anything like you in his life, and he hopes you’re alright with him sticking around for the rest of it, because he can’t give this up. 

Seokmin can’t know about the glory of your pussy and then suddenly forget about it, no, this will stay with him forever. 

He feels something nudge against his forehead and looks up, his eyes nearly crossing in an effort to identify what’s touching him. It’s your fingers, you’re swirling them over something and with every pass, he feels you tightening up on his tongue, feels more of your slick coming out to coat his face. 

“What are you doing?” He pulls away to ask, his tongue slightly sore and his lips swollen. 

“Um, this is my clit, there’s a lot of nerves here and touching it makes me feel the best,” you pant, stilling your hand and moving it to rest on your hip so he can inspect you closer. There’s a small bump peeking out of a little hood, and when Seokmin pokes his tongue out to give it a kitten lick, your hips buck into him. 

“Like that?” 

“Yeah, Minnie, like that. And you can fuck me with your-- your fingers, they can go inside.”

Oh, he likes whatever’s happening to your voice right now. You sound all breathy and needy and relaxed, and when he slides two fingers inside like you said, you moan raggedly and clench around them, the feeling of your walls grasping his fingers making his head spin. 

He can only imagine what you would feel like around his aching cock, can only hope that one day, he’ll get to experience it. Maybe if he does really good with this, you’ll let him inside of you, let him fill you up and stretch you out, let him mate you and breed you and keep you. 

Just the idea has him doubling his efforts, has him wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking hard, increasing the speed of his fingers until he feels like he really is fucking you with them, until your walls are undulating around his fingers and your arousal is dripping down his wrist. 

“Just like that, Seokmin. Don’t stop, please,” you cry brokenly, your hips moving with his hand as he pushes you higher and higher. 

He moans his affirmation into you and the vibrations must send you over the edge, because your pussy is fluttering and clenching and squeezing like crazy, and he can feel your clit throbbing between his lips as wetness seeps out of you, your whines so high and sweet he wants to bottle them up, save them for later. 

He wants to keep going but begrudgingly stops when you push him away by the forehead, his fingers stagnant inside of you and his lips detaching from your clit with a slick pop. 

“Was that good?” Seokmin slurs, his mouth exhausted and his brain drunk on you. 

“It was perfect, Seokmin. You did such a good job,” you murmur as you pet his hair, not stopping him when he lays down again, his cheek pillowed by your thigh. He’s still aching but you seem tired, and he’s not sure how long he’ll be able to last after that, anyway. 

He’ll need to practice a lot if he wants to make it through to the actual mating part. 

Oh no, how terrible that will be, Seokmin thinks with a giddy smile. 

Kinktober Masterlist

AN: okayyy this was getting a little long so i cut it off before we got to the fucking but i might do a part two!! if that's something you're interested in, pls comment or reblog to let me know!!

thank you so much for sticking with me and encouraging me through all of kinktober, it's been harder than i ever thought it would be but also more fun than i expected, and i feel like i've really grown as a smut writer!

ily and happy halloween 💖💖💖

#svthub #kvanity #seventeen smut #seventeen x reader #seventeen x you #seventeen x y/n #seventeen fic #seventeen au #seventeen imagines #seokmin smut #seokmin x reader #seokmin scenarios #lee seokmin smut #lee seokmin x reader #lee seokmin imagines #dokyeom x reader #dokyeom imagines #dokyeom smut #dk smut #dk x reader #dk fic #dk fanfic #kpop smut #kpop imagine #kpop oneshots #kpop scenarios #kpop fanfic #✨emily writes✨ #✨em's kinktober✨

[m1ssunderstanding]

Get Back Rewatch 55 Years On: Day Seven

Okay if anyone is super well-versed in the whole northern songs drama, I would LOVE your insights. I haven’t really looked into it, so all I know is they lost it right before the divorce meeting. What happened? What the hell is this? -- “Which includes Paul and John,” “Just about.” “What does that mean?” “No comment.”

The scouse getting thicker and thicker after “Carolina moOOn?” What can I say? I’m a sucker for it.

Paul’s absolute sugar-cookie heart-eyes when George walks in and then Ringo’s high-pitched “Hi Georgie!” Guys. Tone it down! I know you love him. But you just saw him yesterday, and you’ll see him again tomorrow. Oh wait . . . is today the day he quits?

John. If you look at your boyfriend like that while he’s being an attention-whore, he’s going to keep being an attention whore. So just. You know. Keep in mind what you’re encouraging here.

OMG they’re KISSING! (Live George reaction)

Paul. If you give your boyfriend what he wants while he’s being an attention-whore, he’s going to keep being an attention whore. So just. You know. Keep in mind what you’re encouraging here. (but literally, John just becomes a maniac, dancing and shouting, the MOMENT Paul goes to talk to George, and Paul’s instantly like “George, what george?”)

This Paul/George fight is, boiled down, literally just Paul being paranoid and anal and George trying to reassure him. “It’s not passe, it’s just a chord . . . yeah, but some drainies suit different occasions.”

“You need Eric Clapton.” “You need George Harrison.” John wasn’t here to be cute when George walked in, so he’s making up for it now.

“If you vamp, then it takes away from his vamping.” He says to the lead guitarist. Rolling my eyes so hard right now. See, the problem is, Paul loves George. But he’s IN love with John.

Literally, a montage of them raw-dogging it on the ground would be less gay than this insanity.

Poor baby. I would’ve quit a long time ago. Good for you.

I love John’s angsty guitar and torn-up vocals post-george.

And the minute her number one hater is gone, my girl gets on a mic! Way to be, honestly. And here’s the thing. Paul and Ringo (and obviously John) love it! There should’ve been a Beatles-Ono colab on a helter-skelter type track. Would’ve killed.

Paul swinging around on that scaffolding and me doing cartwheels in the bathroom between LSAT sections. ADHD besties!

John when George quits: “If he doesn’t come back by Tuesday we get Clapton in” (which he obviously doesn’t fully mean) VS John’s reaction when Paul misses one session: sprinting down the road and climbing a wall and screaming at him

Yoko sure does know how to cater to a fearful-anxious attachment. “John, John, John, Joooooooohhhhhhhnnnn!”

Literally Mo, marry me immediately! My kingdom for a kiss! She’s literally soo beyond gorgeous, I’m dying. Okay sorry I’ll be done now.

Men are the WORST! But who is making her laugh like that? Ringo? Is she looking off in the direction of the band? I can’t tell.

Another rare Paul feminist moment! Woop! “A7, D7, G7. Get ‘em off over the weekend and you’re in.”

“So, cats and kittens. What we gonna do?” . . . “Catch up! Cats and kittens. Don’t get left behind.” ???? There have got to be so many secret jabs on RAM for John to hate it so much that we just don’t understand. Is this one of them? Was this a saying of theirs?

Okay, good job. Now that the band is here, Mo isn’t being fucking mean-girled out of the circle. Also, Ringo sits by his wife, John by his girlfriend, and Paul by his daddy. As they should.

“The maresey beat awords for the best coople of the yeeuh.” Everyone studiously ignoring him. He’s so embarrassing.

I really really love Mo, though. Like I know I’m biased because she’s pretty, but her cute little “Yes!” when Paul jokingly suggests they do it at the cavern. She loved those days. The fact that she’s an og? God bless her, literally.

“Location isn’t really our main problem at the moment.” George Martin. “It’s breathing, actually.” said in the most casual voice possible but meant with the most wounded heart. Gosh, that one hurt. And then look how George Martin looks at him. His best boy is going through it.

The huggle! Ringo initiates it with Paul, of course, turning to him and gently gripping both biceps as he forces deep, direct eye contact. But then as Ringo’s pulling away, Paul leans into him and holds him there, talking. And as Ringo’s nodding, he looks to John, who basically pounces on both of them, head bowed, arms aggressive, pulling them all in, tighter, tighter until it’s a three-way head-bonk. Ringo’s hand at John’s waist now, and Paul’s fucking iron talons clenching desperately around his bicep. But still, John manages to pull away from Paul’s grip as Yoko inserts herself between them where, really, she decidedly does Not belong. It’s got to be the most painful non-hug ever recorded on camera. Nobody knows what anyone wants, let alone how to give it to them.

Why did the gayest one also have to be the saddest one though? I guess the Lord gives his hardest battles to his gayest soldiers, smh

#Very image-heavy this time #Pictures just spoke louder than words I guess #paul mccartney #the beatles #john lennon #mclennon #ringo starr #george harrison #get back

[amoreva]

EIGHT OUT OF NINE LIVES

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pairing: dodge mason x reader

summary: in this lousy town, panic was the only thing remotely interesting. well you know what they say, you only live once. yet…dodge seemed to have nine.

warnings: mentions of almost dying, a little ooc dodge

a/n: rewatching panic so…writing for one of my favorite cowboys. realized it might be a little similar to one of my other fics, but oh well

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You only live once. That was the motto you tried to live by. Albeit, the motto was stupid and could get your ass landed in jail sometimes.

The motto was how you were able to get the Dodge Mason to go out with you. It was how you were able to jump the cliff during the first challenge during Panic. It was also how you were disqualified during the third challenge.

Breaking and entering was not your forte, nor was avoiding the batshit, crazy Spurlock’s traps. You fractured your arm running from the bastard with a personal item of his. Fearing for your life, you tripped, dropped your item and ran—praying you would get out with no bullet holes in your body.

Your will to live trumped over your desire to have any real fun in this town.

You thought it was pathetic for not being able to keep your item in your hand long enough to advance. Your boyfriend was just thankful you were alive.

Yet, when he landed himself in the hospital after the fourth challenge—the mindsets switched.

“Promise me, you’ll be careful?” You spoke the night of the fourth challenge. Dodge and you were on his couch watching whatever movie was on.

“Yeah, ‘course.” Dodge agreed, looking at you. His arms wrapped around your body tightly. Dodge leaned down and kissed the top of your head.

His reassurance provided you a little more comfort than before, yet with Panic—expect the unexpected.

No one expected the local haunted house to burst up in flames, nor for a few Panic players to end up in the hospital cause of it.

“You are a goddamn liar, Dodge Mason!” You accused your boyfriend the minute you stepped into his hospital room.

Dodge jumped slightly at the sound of your tone, blankly staring at you. You attempted to hit him to get your point across that this was serious because he was just looking at you. Staring like everything was fine. He landed himself in the hospital because of a stupid fucking cash prize.

“Don’t do that. Don’t wanna hurt yourself more.” Dodge warned with stern, yet soft voice. He caught your casted hand before you could do any real damage to him or yourself.

“You gave me a goddamn heart attack.” Your hands tensed up and sat down on his hospital bed. “The fire—I didn’t know if you or Heather or Nat were okay,”

“I’m sorry, okay?” Dodge let go of your cast. He quickly looked around for a cop or any staff member. “I was reaching for a clue in an outlet and next thing I know, lights out. I didn’t even know there was a fire.”

You pressed your lips into a thin line. “Electrocuted?”

“Electrocuted.” Dodge laughed slightly like he couldn’t believe himself. “I think my heart stopped.”

“Don’t joke like that.” You gave him a pointed look.

“I’m being serious!” Dodge gave you his signature boyish smile. “You know how you compare me to a black cat? I just used one of my nine lives.”

“You’re stupid.” You failed to hide the grin creeping up on your face.

Even when you were supposed to be angry at him, he never failed to make you smile. “I mean it!” Dodge exclaimed. “I’m at eight lives.”

The two of you went silent, just beaming, grinning at one another. As the silence grew, the smiles faded. You were the one to speak up first. “What do you think will happen now with…?” Panic.

“I don’t know. It’s just a minor setback and we’ll finish this. It won’t get canceled.” Dodge admitted and laid back in the hospital bed.

“Dodge…you landed yourself in the hospital because of this stupid game. You could’ve suffered something worse than blacking out—what if something happened internally?” You stressed. “And—and you still want to risk your life for what—?”

Dodge interrupted. “For Dayna…” A small pause.“…and for you.” Dodge added quietly.

“You don’t gotta win for me.” You whispered to him. “If it’ll get you killed, don’t win for me.”

Dodge opened his arms and reluctantly you laid next to him. His arm snaked around your waist, soothingly caressing it. “What if it’s like third times a charm? You get hurt during Panic again and you land yourself six feet under—?”

“Have a little faith in me.” Dodge hummed and looked down at your face. “I promised you I’ll be careful and smart about things. I won’t break those promises.”

You gave him another pointed look, knowing you won’t be able to convince him to stop. “You just win for Dayna.”

“Justice for Dayna.” With the arm wrapped around your waist, he held up one finger as he spoke about his motivations to win. “Getting out of this shitty town for you.” Another finger went up before he kissed your head.

“I think I’ll be fine in this lousy town if you’re here.” You shifted your head to look up at Dodge.

“And those dreams of wanting to see Italy?France? Spain?” Dodge asked softly.

“Pipe dreams.” You smiled dismissively. “Just something to keep me going.”

“You know the pot this year is huge. Once I win, I’ll take you anywhere you want. Out of state, out of country, out of world. Anywhere.” Dodge promised.

“That is a large if, Dodge. Gonna pay for that with a few of your lives left?” You teased him.

“Darling, I would do anything to make your dreams come true. Even if it means paying with my lives.” Dodge kissed your forehead, then your cheeks, then your nose, eyelids, chin, jaw. You giggled as he left butterfly kisses on your face.

“Dodge—Dodge, stop it!” You giggled, but he silenced your protests with a kiss to your lips. You could feel him smiling.

“Forgive me for losing one of my lives?” Dodge asked as he kept kissing and kissing—knowing the answer. Your angry and worry simmered long before he could even ask for forgiveness.

“You get hurt again and I’m going to kill you.” You threatened, trying to keep your composure.

“I know, sweetheart. I know.” Dodge mumbled as his lips met yours. He made the same threat when you broke your wrist.

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#panic #panic 2021 #panic dodge mason #dodge mason x reader #dodge mason #panic tv series #dodge mason imagine

[bad268]

Liam lawson

but

I remember there one dtm video(red bull) being where alex and lily were in it and that was rlly cute

so hoow bout the reader coming to watch liam and they juts being cute throughout :)

Compilations (Liam Lawson X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Formula 2/3

Requested: Clearly (bruh I strayed so far but I think this is cute too. I rewatched all of the DTM videos and I was like *compilation*), (italics are clips from the video)

Warnings: Language haha

Pronouns: I/me/they/them

W.C. 3428

Summary: Liam and his significant other take a trip down memory lane for a video.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^Google/RedBull Content Pool)

It was two in the morning. My phone should not be ringing. Rolling over and answering it without looking at the ID, “Well, someone better be dying.”

“I’m dying,” the voice, who I was able to recognize as Liam, laughed on the other end. “Okay, I’m not dying.”

“Could’ve had me fooled,” I mumbled, burying my face into my pillow while keeping the phone to my ear. “Not that I’m upset that you called, well kind of actually, but what do you want?”

“Oh, do you not want me to call you?” He teased back.

“I do just not at two in the fucking morning, Liam,” I complained, “Especially when I had an alarm set at three for my flight. I’m not going back to sleep now, so I hope you’re happy with yourself.”

“I’ll keep you company,” He chuckled. “I was mainly calling because I wanted to make sure you were still coming this week.”

“You couldn’t have called me a couple of days ago?” I accused. I didn’t let him respond as I continued ranting, getting increasingly louder as I progressed. “Or yesterday? Or last night? Or fucking texted me because it is two in the morning?!”

“I mean, a reasonable time to call you would’ve been mid-day or something for me and I was doing car stuff,” He explained calmly, knowing that I was just moody because he woke me up too early. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” I grumbled, immediately switching the call to a FaceTime. “There, if you’re going to make me stay awake, the least you could do is let me look at you.”

“Glad you find my looks good enough to keep you awake,” He joked.

“Anyways,” I switched topics as I propped my phone up against the headboard, so I could use my hands to hold my head up, “I know you did not just call me to ask if I was still coming. What’s up?”

“Just wanted to make sure because the Red Bull media team wants us to do a video for YouTube,” He explained as he moved on his end to a corner of the trailer after being given the go-ahead to chill out until they went back to the hotel.

“But I’m not a driver?” I asked, confused as to why they would want me in the video.

“Never said you were, love,” He chuckled again. “They want us to react to some videos.”

“That makes me nervous,” I replied with a nervous laugh. “Do I get to know what videos?”

“I don’t even know,” Liam started.

“You are not going to break him that easily, Y/n!” Alex cut in from the background. Just then, Alex‘s head appears in the corner of the frame with an enthusiastic wave, “Hi, by the way.”

“Hello, Alex,” I giggled, waving back, “Do you know what we’re doing?”

“Do I look like I’m in Red Bull? No,” He laughed in response. “But hey, I need to steal your boyfriend. We need to do a final debrief before heading back to the hotel. I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?”

“Yeah, I’ll be there tomorrow afternoon,” I said, shaking my head at his nonsense. “Do I at least get a moment to say goodbye to my boyfriend?”

“Don’t keep him too long,” Alex says, leaving the frame and walking away, “The faster we do the debrief, the faster we go to sleep!”

“Huh, funny how you guys get to have uninterrupted sleep tonight, and I’m here bickering back and forth with my boyfriend and his teammate at two in the fucking morning!” I said sarcastically before dissolving into shouts toward the end.

“There’s no way it’s still two there,” Liam quipped back.

“Ah, you’re right,” I replied sarcastically after I checked the time before yelling, “It is three in the fucking morning now!” I stopped, taking a deep breath and calming down before saying, “I need to finish packing. I leave for my flight in a couple of hours, and I need to get ready and take a shower. I’ll text you before I take off, not call you because I value your beauty sleep. You need it.”

“Hey!” He objected. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means I love you, and I’m hanging up now,” I smiled into the camera, pretending to not see his shocked expression.

“This isn’t over, but I’ll let you go,” He said while pointing at the camera. He put his finger down and just smiled at the camera, “I love you too, call me when you land please?”

“Of course,” I reassured, “I’ll see you tomorrow. Wait, today technically. I’ll be there by dinner.”

“Good, I’ll take you out,” He responded.

“I don’t know if that’s supposed to be a threat or an invite, and I’m not sure if I want to stick around to find out,” I joked quickly before saying bye and hanging up just as fast.

~~

Landing in Italy was crazy because of the time change. Initially, I thought I would land in the late afternoon/early evening time frame but due to the difference, I was already getting to the hotel before lunch. Part of me just wanted to pass out from jet lag, but the other half wanted to go to the track to see Liam. Come to find out, they had free practice, so I wouldn’t even be able to see Liam until afterward anyway. Thus, I just decided to chill out, nap, and unpack a few things while I had nothing else to do.

At around two, I got a text from Liam, asking me to meet him in the lobby, so we could do the mysterious video.

“Do you know anything now?” I asked as soon as I sat in the car.

“Well, hello to you too,” he joked, waiting for me to greet him, and when I did, he continued. “No, all I know is they want you and me to do it.”

“That is definitely not suspicious at all,” I replied sarcastically before we pulled up to the track. We walked hand-in-hand to the AF Course trailer where we would be filming, and they already had the cameras and lights set for us. “Do we get to know what we are reacting to, now?”

“Yes,” one of them laughed. “Fans have been sending us these compilation videos of you two around the paddock, so you’re both going to watch it. Make it cute.”

“Oh, no pressure there,” Liam jested, taking a seat on the couch while I follow to sit beside him. They signaled that the cameras were rolling and that we could start the intro at any point. I decided to let Liam take the lead from the beginning since I wasn’t a driver and wasn’t social media trained. “Hi guys, welcome to the Youtube channel. Today, we brought in my significant other, Y/n, and we are going to react to the compilations you sent us.”

“Yeah, what he said,” I contributed quietly, causing him to laugh at my shyness.

~

It was the first race of the DTM season. Everyone’s nerves were through the roof, but it seemed like Liam’s were through the stratosphere. It was a new season, in a new car, and it was with a new teammate. It was safe to say that he needed all the support he could get, so I decided to surprise him.

With a little help from the crew, I was able to get an extra key to his hotel room and sneak in while he was doing media. I decided I would make myself comfortable, taking one of Liam’s shirts out of his suitcase and changing into it before pulling out my laptop to get some work done while I had the time.

I had my music playing, and I was in a groove, getting a huge chunk of my essay drafted. I took a little dance break when I spun around, and immediately started screaming, not expecting Liam or a camera to be in front of me. “Hey! There’s this new thing! It’s called knocking!”

“Didn't think I needed to knock for my own room,” Liam responded in shock. He slowly approached me as I caught my break before he wrapped an arm around my waist and grabbed my hand. “What are you doing here? You said you have an essay due.”

“Surprise?” I said while shrugging my shoulders, ”I have wifi here, so it’s fine.”

“Happily surprised, yes” He chucked back.

~ “I remember that,” Liam laughed as he paused the video. “I didn’t even realize you were wearing my shirt until just now.”

“Wait, actually?” I looked over at him in confusion. “I thought that was the first thing you noticed.”

“No, the first thing I noticed was my significant other singing and dancing in my hotel room,” He deadpanned before sarcastically adding, “Forgive me for not noticing what you were wearing.”

“Oh, what’s next?” I joked, “You gonna tell me that you didn't notice I cut my hair there either?”

“You cut your hair?” He asked genuinely, rewinding the video to see your hair.

“Oh, brother,” I rolled my eyes.

~

This was a bad idea. The worst actually. Why and how did I let Liam convince me to get in the car with him? I already hate seeing him race at these high speeds. I did not need to experience it, yet here we are. And he is fucking laughing.

“Stop laughing at my pain,” I shouted at him as we took the corner faster than I would have liked. My arm shot out to grab him out reflex as I begged him to slow down. “Liam, my love, apple of my eye, future husband, please slow the fuck down. I’m going to die.”

He just laughs in response, slowing down slightly, but not enough to make me let go of his arm. “If I slow down too much, I’ll get a penalty.”

“What do you mean a penalty?” I shouted at him, “There’s no fucking race!”

“That you know of,” he joked, slowing down even more so he could let go of the steering wheel momentarily to pry my hands off his arm. Once he gets them off his bicep, he just holds one of my hands in his. “Here, you can hold my hand, and I’ll go slower.”

“Not on my watch, mister. You put that hand right back on the steering wheel,” I protested, pulling my hand from his and pushing it toward the steering wheel. He kept laughing at my outbursts while glancing over at me from time to time. “Keep those hands on the wheel, eyes on the road, and get me back to the garage pronto.”

“Damn, so bossy,” he chuckled, proceeding carefully around the circuit, “Y’know, the fans are gonna love this.”

“Well, I’m glad they find my pain amusing,” I groaned, throwing my head back. Liam just laughed in response before I lifted my head, making eye contact with the camera on the dash, “You know what guys, just for my pain, I’m gonna need you to like and subscribe to the channel. Like this is horrifying. I will never do this again, so the least you can do is like and subscribe. Please.”

“Shameless promo, we love to see it.”

~

“And I never did it again,” I smiled at the camera. “I don’t trust him anymore, actually.”

“Hey, I got you back safely, right?” Liam asked, leaning into my side as he wrapped his arms around my waist and laid his head on my shoulder. I turned my head to nod and place a kiss on his forehead. “I haven’t pressured you to do it again either.”

“Maybe I’ll let you do it at the next race,” I whispered to him.

“Really?” he perked up.

“Fuck no!” I exclaimed. “You scared me half to death last time. Why would I willing do it again?”

~

We were in the Hitech trailer with Juri, filming something for their Youtube channel. I was behind the camera just minding my own business while Liam and Juri were arguing, like always, about something I didn’t care to figure out.

“Y/n/n, tell him I’m right,” Liam complained, pulling my attention away from the book I was reading. I look up at them, seeing Juri shaking his head ‘no’ while Liam’s eyes are pleading with me to side with him.

“I think you two can settle this on your own,” I sighed, going back to my book.

“Aren’t you supposed to love me?” Liam groaned, sliding down the chair he was sitting in just to be dramatic. “How can you go against me like that?”

“You’re teammates. Work it out,” I pressed, pointing between the two.

“Alright everyone, it’s official,” Juri starts, looking straight into the camera, “Y/n and Liam are breaking up. Sorry guys.”

“Cool, I’m single now,” I jested, “I’m gonna call Oscar.”

“You better not!” Liam shouted running over to me, grabbing my phone and throwing it to the side.

“Way to go dumbass,” I grumbled, watching my phone shatter against the wall.

“I’ll buy you a new one, just don’t joke about that,” He whispered, pulling me into his chest.

“You know I would never leave you, definitely not with Oscar of all people,” I whispered back, playing with his hair. I decided to tease him even more, “You’ve got hotter friends.”

“Hey you’re messing it up,” He whined as he pulled away to fix his hair. “And I’m gonna pretend I didn't hear you just call my friends hot.”

“You’ll live. Now, finish filming because we are going to get a new phone today,” I said as I pushed him toward Juri.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Ew, don’t ever call me that again.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he responded as he turned away from me, walking to Juri before turning back around to face me once Juri burst out laughing at my glare. “Wait, sorry. Won’t happen again.”

“It better not, Lawson.”

“No, not Lawson,” He whispered with a light chuckle, hanging his head to hide his smile.

“They resorted to your last name,” Juri wheezed but I didn’t hear either of them, “you’re in the doghouse.”

~

I wiped tears away from my eyes from how hard I was laughing, “You guys actually said that? I couldn’t even hear you!”

“Clearly the microphones did,” He laughed at my reaction. “Did you ever end up finishing that book?”

“I don’t think so,” I responded after a second of thinking. “I don’t even remember what book that was, to be honest. I was more focused on my shattered phone.”

“I said I was sorry!” He defended.

“Sorry doesn’t bring back my phone!” I retorted.

“I bought you a new one!”

“But my old one was red. This one is silver,” I complained with a pout.

“There’s a red case on it!”

“Doesn’t mean it’s the same.”

“You are unbelievable,” He rolled his eyes, jokingly before looking straight into the camera, “I can never win.”

“Nope,” I smiled as I popped the ‘p’ and moved to press play on the video, “Now, onto the next clip!”

~

Wet races always gave me anxiety, but they seemed to bring a lot of excitement among the drivers. Originally, it was only expected to rain lightly for the last couple of laps, but that was thrown out the window when the first drops started falling on lap 23 of 28 and the downpour began on lap 26. It felt and looked horrible, yet the stewards did not red-flag the race.

I couldn’t even watch the last laps. Last I checked, Liam was leading with Oscar right behind him, but the rain was making it difficult to see who was winning. It wasn’t until the team started cheering that I was able to let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Juri had an engine problem earlier in the race, so I knew that Liam finished the race safely.

Completely disregarding the torrential downpour, I ran out of the garage toward parc ferme where Liam had just parked his car and jumped out. I didn’t give him much of a chance to regain his surroundings before I jumped into his arms, hiding my face in his neck as I wrapped my legs around his torso and his arms held me close. I couldn’t stop the tears from collecting in my eyes, but no one could tell due to the rain.

“You did amazing, Liam,” I whispered after I pulled back just enough to look him in the eyes. “I’m so proud of you.”

“I thought you hated PDA,” he chuckled as he leaned his forehead against mine. “For once, I didn’t initiate this.”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

~

“That was our first public kiss,” I laughed, facing Liam who was still leaning on my shoulder. I leaned forward to place a light kiss on his lips then. “Now, I have no problem with kissing you in front of the cameras.”

“You were a lot more shy back then,” He pointed out, moving to kiss all around my face.

“You say that like it was so long ago. It was maybe a year or two ago,” I giggled, pulling away slightly.

“Actually, that clip was almost three years ago now,” one of the team members spoke up, making us remember that we were not alone.

“You’re kidding!” We both exclaimed.

“Wait, that actually makes sense,” Liam says after a moment of thought, “We’ve been together for almost four years now.”

“God, that makes me feel old,” I sighed.

“Old? We’re 21!”

“And your point?”

~

“You should be out celebrating your birthday,” I cried into Liam’s chest as we laid in his hotel bed. Liam had to travel to the Red Bull factory during the off-season for simulator work, and he brought me with him since it was over his birthday weekend. However, a bug had been going around the factory, and I was its latest victim. So much for celebrating his 21st. “You don’t need to take care of me.”

“What if I want to?” He comforted me, rubbing up and down my back in an attempt to calm me down. “Spending the day cuddling with you in bed doesn’t seem too bad.”

“But you’ll get sick,” I complained. “Then Christian will get made cuz you can’t do the simulator, and you’ll be upset cuz you’re a baby when you’re sick-”

“I am not,” He cut me off, offended.

“Are too.”

“Am not.”

“Are too.”

“Are too.”

“Are not,” I replied quickly before realizing what he did and immediately backtracked. “No, you can’t do that. My brain is running at 900 ping right now.”

“Nope, you admitted I’m not a baby when I’m sick. Which I’m not,” He pointed out as he pulled back a little to check my fever, feeling no change since the last time he checked. “Why don’t we just chill out and watch a movie?”

“That sounds fun,” I mumbled, moving around to get comfy again as Liam laid back on the pillows. “But you pick the movie, birthday boy.”

“Oh, I was already planning on it,” He chuckled, smoothing out my hair that was all over the place. “I don’t think you’ll last 30 minutes.”

“That’s offensive,” I pouted, burying my face in his chest. I was going to complain more before a yawn cut me off, “Ok, you might be right.”

“Of course I am,” He joked lightly. My eyes were already shutting when he looked down at me, kissing my forehead one last time and pulling me in tighter as I fell asleep. “Sleep well, my love.”

~

“I didn’t even know this was recorded,” I said, eyeing the team that stood behind the camera. Conveniently, none of them made eye contact with me. “Huh, wonder how that happened.”

“You have to admit, we’re pretty cute though,” Liam chuckled.

“I wasn’t saying we weren’t,” I argued back. “We are always cute. I mean have you seen us?”

“I think this is a good place to end the video,” He laughed. “This has been my significant other and I reacting to compilations of us.”

“If you want to see more of me, like, comment, and subscribe,” I plugged. Liam and the crew started laughing as I once again promoted the channel. “Maybe I’ll come back for a part two of this.”

“That would be interesting,” Liam said, pointing at the camera. “Anyways, see you next time!”

“Bye!” We said in sync as we waved to the camera.

~~~~~

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[meekahy]

Bullet Train

Making this into a mini series I think!

Summary: Savannah is having a bad day, Noah and the boys watch Bullet Train, and then her day gets worse.

It's really personal to me. You know, how my family treats me and some of the events that happened in my life. Please enjoy and let me know your honest opinions! Lmao Broken by Lifehouse came on while I was writing this and I cried.

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It has been one thing after another. At work, you got blamed for something you didn’t do. You tried explaining that, yet you just had to stand there and take it. You’re pretty sure there’s something wrong with your car, not sure what. But, something didn't sound right and a light kept going on and off. With your brother, he called you up after work asking for money, which you denied since you didn’t have any to give. He proceeded to tell you how much he hated you and how much of a loser you were. He went on and on. As he was screaming at you, you felt tears prick your eyes. 

You pulled the phone away as he ended the call. You were sitting in your car with tears falling down your face. A quick knock made you jump and look for the source. You looked at the window and saw Noah standing there with his hands up as a sorry for scaring you. You opened the door and Noah grabbed the door so it didn't swing back to hit you as you got out of the car. 

Noticing your tears he quickly retorted, “What’s wrong? What happened?” Noah grabbed you by your arms and ran his hands soothingly up and down your arms. 

“It’s been a long, horrible day,” you sighed as your lip quivered.

“Oh, honey,” he whispered as he pulled you into your arms, “do you want to talk about it?”

You nodded into his chest before you pulled your face away to tell him everything. Noah nodded every so often letting you talk it out. When you finished, you huffed at all the bullshit. 

“I’m sorry everyone sucks today, babe,” Noah said as he ushered you to the door of the house. “Oh, the guys are over by the way,” he informed you. You nodded, sort of relieved that friends were over but also a little exhausted from crying.

When you both walked in the front door, the guys yelled their hellos and how-are-yous at you. You smiled and said, “Hey guys, I’m alright. Just been a long day.”

“Well, you’re home now and can relax,” Jolly chimed.

“We were about to pick a movie, want to join us?” Nicholas questioned.

“Yeah! I’d love that. Let me just change out of my work clothes,” you replied walking to your room.

“What movie do you want to watch? We’ve been searching forever,” Folio called after you.

“Have you guys seen Bullet Train?” you yelled down the hall. A collective no rang through the house. “We should watch that. It’s on Netflix. It’s really good and I don’t mind rewatching it.”

After a quick change of clothes, you strolled out back to the living room where the boys pulled up Bullet Train, ready to play. Noah opened his arms on the couch and you briskly jumped into his arms. Jolly hit play on the movie as everyone gets settled in.

Everyone laughed as Lemon talked about Thomas the Train. “You’re a diesel, Folio,” Noah retorted as the movie plays.

Folio’s head whipped into Noah’s direction, “WHAT? ME? If anyone’s a diesel, it’s you.”

“Me?” Noah scoffed.

“Okay, guys, no one here is a diesel. I promise,” you reasoned, “diesels are basically bad guys, and you are all good.”

Noah squeezed his arm around you and pulled you close. You felt a vibration under your leg. You pulled your phone out and skimmed the text you just received, “What happened with your brother? He’s freaking out.”

You quickly stashed the phone back under your leg, dismissing the text for now. You leaned your head against Noah’s shoulder as he asked, “Is everything okay?” You nodded fast and returned your attention to the movie. It’s about that time in the movie where everyone is dying left and right.

“That’s a good mustache,” you blurted out, referring to Aaron Taylor-Johnson.

“Yeah, that’s a good mustache,” Nicholas agreed.

“I could grow one,” Noah replied, Folio cackled as Noah asked “What’s so funny?”

“Honey, you can’t grow a mustache like that, and that’s okay,” you soothed as you patted his chest. You quickly pecked his cheek as he pouted.

“Jolly has a good mustache,” Folio observed. Everyone agreed with mhms and yeses and returned their attention back to the movie.

After a while you were engrossed in the movie. You received another text. Your phone buzzed, this time, a text from your mom. You groaned as you read it, “Why aren’t you answering your father? Something is up with your brother. He claims that you told him you hate him and he’s been crying and freaking out.”

You rolled your eyes as the movie ended and you tossed your phone back under your legs. You looked over to Noah, who has been watching you carefully, worry etched onto his face. 

“What’s going on?” he wondered quietly.

“Drama with my family that I want no part in,” you replied lazily. Noah hummed in response. 

“Are you going to reply?” he asked after a beat.

“Yes, after the movie” you drew out as you pulled out your phone.

Once the movie was over, you opened your messages and put your parents into a group chat. Quickly, you typed, “Andrew called me asking for money and I told him that I had nothing to give him. He called me a loser and told me he hated me. I didn’t say anything he told you. He’s lying.”

“You don’t seem very remorseful. Andrew is very hurt,” your father responded.

“I’m not sure we believe you, dear,” your mom sent right after your dad.

Looking down at your phone, tears spilled from your eyes again, as you quickly got up and headed to the bathroom. Why don’t they believe you? You had always been an honest person; they knew that. You sat on the edge of the tub and cried. It had always been like this. Andrew had always been a liar and got away with pretty much anything. You heard a small knock on the door that draws you away from your wallowing. You opened the door slowly to reveal a concerned-looking Noah. 

“I’m okay, babe. Just needed a quick cry,” you mentioned as you slid past him and headed back to the living room with Noah on your heels.

Back in the living room, Folio was trying to decide which Thomas the Train Friends each of us are. “And Savannah is a Thomas,” Folio confirmed.

“Awww,” you said as you ran up to him and gave him a quick hug to which he returned.

After you back away from the hug, you get a phone call from your mom. Sighing, you looked to Noah and the guys quickly before running to your room. 

“Hello?” you said into the receiver. You heard sniffling on the other end. “Mom, what’s wrong? What happened?” you frantically responded. 

“It’s your cousin, Josh,” she whispered.

“What. Happened.” you demand.

“He just got diagnosed with cancer. He’s not doing well. He was flown to the next city for emergency surgery,” she somberly replied.

It felt as if your world crumbled. Josh was one of your closest cousins. Even if he was eleven, he was still your little cousin. 

“What?” was all you could reply with.

“Oh, honey, it all happened so suddenly,” she responded. She continued to talk, but you zoned out. Tears flooded your eyes. You just blinked them away, not caring about anything right now. A hand on your knee brought you from your daze. You slowly looked over to Noah as you grabbed his hand and squeezed hard. 

“Savannah?” your mom questioned, “Are you still there?”

“Uh, yeah. I’m still here. I have to go mom. Keep me updated?” you tiredly responded.

“I will. Talk to you later, Savannah,” your mom said her goodbyes. 

You wanted to tell Noah what had happened, but all that came out of your mouth was a loud sob. Noah swiftly brought you into an embrace and rubbed his hands up and down your body. You sat like this for a while until you were able to tell him all of what that conversation held.

“Oh, honey. I am so incredibly sorry. I know how much he means to you. If you want, we can take a trip up to go see him,” Noah offered.

“I’d like that,” you responded mournfully.

Part 2

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[pearly-angel]

Kyoko sakura overeating thoughts

Madoka spoilers and mentions of binge and over eating//

Maybe I’m alone in this interpretation/headcannon but did anyone else view kyoko Sakura as an emotional/binge eater?? I was rewatching episode 9 and while I know that kyoko is constantly eating because of how she often starved growing up due to poverty but I noticed that when she was trying to keep sayakas body alive with her soul gem she started eating when talking to kyubey in a way that felt fast and eating more than she does in some regular scenarios,, I feel like she started overeating to cope with the threat of sayaka dying,

EDIT: sorry looking at the gif again and it briefly cuts to a pile of food wrappers,, this could show that kyoko just keeps her wrappers long after she’s eaten her food but I think it implies that kyoko just ate it all during the time of sayakas plausible death. She ate all of it to help cope with what’s going on with sayaka.

Honestly I think that her growing up in poverty and with little food could also reinforce this mentality in her head,, starving is sad and eating is happy, so if she is stressed and wants to take her mind off of things she should eat to make herself happy/calm her down right? Plus due to the fact that she’s a magical girl and pretty lonely I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s stressed and sad all the time and food is just her default way of coping,,

Would be welcome to hearing anyone else’s thoughts on her character!! I’m very open to discussion and I only wanna place my interpretation on the table!

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[thelyingjoke]

what's something new you noticed on your rewatch of v3?

ah this is an interesting one!!! also a little difficult, since my memories on things like this tend to blend together quite quickly, so i’ve had to think a lot about how to answer (which is why this took so long, along with typing it all up, sorry for that!). i probably don’t have everything, but luckily i did take some screenshots while watching! so there’s some bits i definitely know that i noticed!!!

i was really focused on exactly how kokichi’s character develops because i did Know generally beforehand but i didn’t have a full clear progression in my head—and well it’s kokichi so there’s not really ever gonna be 100% full clear progression for him but i think i see it a lot more now!

like how he’s a lot more open to cooperation in chapter 1—he loudly supported going through the tunnel the first times, and was the one to suggest the daily dining hall meetings!

he’s much more open about his intentions in early chapters (there’ll be more examples of this later, but here’s one for ch1! himiko quickly brushes it off as a lie but it really doesn’t feel like one)

and he’s the one that’s the most insistent on monokuma being dead and the killing game being over. he REALLY doesn’t want anyone to get the idea of starting it up. and then there’s the shock when monokuma does show up (he quickly brushes it off with “at least it’s not boring” but you KNOW he’s screaming on the inside)

actually, i’m just noticing this now, he seems to have a strange amount of optimism towards the idea that everything will just work out in ch1—he doesn’t even investigate because he thinks everything will be completely solved through the pictures, and to do so would be pointless, which he later expresses regret for. it’s overshadowed for most people, i think, because of the tunnel scene and his later behavior, but honestly the fact that he even tried it without skepticism in the first place, along with his insistence about monokuma being dead and thinking that rantaro’s case will solve itself… wow he is showing Quite a bit of belief here without reason! hmmmmmm!!

i’d say he probably compensates for that for investigating even outside of cases in ch2, and being more skeptical of things. when everyone tries to ignore the killing game, kokichi brings it up (he’s tried to ignore it before. it didn’t work). kaede’s death also had him believe that cooperation would be punished—she was the one encouraging it, after all, and look at what happened to her—upping his paranoia, and the fact that he still believed there’s a mastermind didn’t help matters! now he has to be careful not only about working with anyone out of fear he’ll be punished in some way, but also about who he works with, destroying any good chances of working safely with the group as a whole!! yippee!!! that’s probably even more frustrating for him considering his talent is literally being a leader of a group

“Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not saying we shouldn’t care about killing or dying… But I think it’d be better if we didn’t cooperate with each other… Actually, we *definitely* shouldn’t cooperate with each other!” […] “Think back to all of Monokuma’s actions so far. Whenever we tried to work together, Monokuma would retaliate with a plan to make us suffer. It happened when Kaede wanted us to cooperate, and again with these motive videos, right? Which means, the more we try to cooperate, the more he’ll try to make us suffer. That’s why I had no choice but to screw with you guys. But you ingrates didn’t even notice.”

THIS BIT GETS ME SO MUCH like Honestly he couldn’t be clearer with his intentions here. he denies an assumption he doesn’t care about death; he states his beliefs; he clearly outlines why he believes this with examples; even directly says Yes he screwed with them for a reason they just didn’t notice and tells them Why! (although he still has to insult everyone of course. he’s an ass who thinks he’s better than everyone else [affectionate]) but it goes ignored, and the reasoning is really interesting. shuichi’s thoughts are:

It’s *because* we’re trying to cooperate that Monokuma is making us suffer…? But what about… everything we went through..? What was the point of Kaede sacrificing herself…?

it’s been like 2 months since i was on ch2 so i don’t remember Exactly but i’m pretty sure nobody brings it up after this. it’s so interesting to me, i don’t have the brainpower to put my thoughts together more eloquently but i’m rotating it in my head. (i remember you bringing it up in the tags of the kaede/kokichi parallels post actually!!! mixed in with that bit about kokichi suggesting a family member of rantaro being the mastermind. i misremembered this the exact same way too until i went back to check i could’ve SWORN shuichi brought up the promise to kaede then but he didn’t💔iirc he actually considers the possibility? which was interesting but then it was never brought up again. Anyway back to the post)

rantaro also says something similar to kaede in ch1:

”You have what it takes to win…” ”What…?” “I was just thinking, what you said back there would have pissed off whoever’s running this. They definitely don’t want us holding hands, workin’ together… …They’re going to come for you, Kaede. With everything they’ve got. I’m a little worried about you. You’re just so…straightforward.”

and kaede just goes “geez that guy could stand to be a little less cryptic!” IT’S A REALLY INTERESTING PARALLEL TO ME and the fact that both him and kokichi describe “winning” the game 2nd survivor kokichi real

oh and also something i’ve been thinking about! i think kokichi had the mastermind plan forming in his head relatively early, but he didn’t actually want to do it at all, and didn’t start going “okay, i have to do this now” until about ch4. it’s more of a plan B, “if nothing else works, at least i have this”. but the issue is that in order for that to work, he has to keep it in mind until he knows whether he has to use it or not, which puts another barrier between him and working together with everyone else. even if other plans would be better if he could gain everyone’s trust, he has to keep the option available, so he can only gain people’s trust indirectly. he’s more actively looking for other ways to do this earlier on though, particularly in ch2. he expresses distaste about how people treat him early on (this bit immediately reminded me of the 4th trial where he’s like “bullying? yeah, what about it? that’s what you do in this game, right? you guys blame and gang up on me, but now you pretend to be good people?” and i was like Woa!!! his frustration in that scene does not come out of nowhere!!!)

it’s also the reason he frames the motive video watch party the way he does. if he says outright he’s trying to prevent more murders, and people don’t watch the videos, a later mastermind plan wouldn’t work! BUT, if he can get everyone to watch them, then his motive video plan works and people would know he doesn’t mean harm because they would see his video, better convincing them than he could do so himself! best case scenario there are no murders and people will see he’s being serious when he says he’s trying to help them. of course, watch party ends up not happening in the end, and also he’s lost quite a bit of trust from his closest ally (which could have also been prevented had he not been so paranoid since gonta DID agree to get everyone to watch the motive videos), so he’s getting closer to that mastermind plan.

another thing in ch2 is kokichi losing much influence in the group. this isn’t just because of the insect meet & greet! from the beginning people are wary around him, but he’s actually able to steer conversations in his favor at times, and if you look closely you can see his leader talent popping up. when he speaks up against kaede, the majority agree with him; the majority agree with him when he insists that the killing game is cancelled; again, when new flashback lights are presented, he expresses concern and everyone agrees not to use them. except kaito. and shuichi, i guess, but he doesn’t even get to answer before kaito cuts him off. people question kaito, he gives a speech to convince everyone to try them, and though it doesn’t work on kokichi, it sure works on everyone else!

they’ve clashed before, but now kaito is the one making things sway his way. this happens in the trial, too. kaito says he believes in maki without any reasoning, kokichi calls him an idiot, and everyone starts to agree. but things end up going in kaito’s favor. almost everyone else thinks he’s an idiot, but then tenko and shuichi switch around to his “side” of wanting to believe in maki despite all seemingly logical reasoning. most people still don’t agree with kaito before maki admits to seeing ryoma, but those two do, and kokichi is so baffled by shuichi believing in this (i feel like this could be worded better but i can’t think of anything right now, hopefully you get the idea though!)

the mastermind plan grows ever closer with ch3 and more being added to the courtyard message. it’s still not something he’d like to do. i’m unsure of the exact timeline, but i believe ch3 is around the time he asks miu for the inventions (possibly even earlier for the bugvac)? he wouldn’t be able to do it with her around, and he wouldn’t want to kill her just to keep to the plan. he’s probably trying to find the best moment to present the stuff to everyone so they can fight monokuma, and waiting for miu to make enough of them so that they can, considering there’s only enough electrohammers for the remaining people by ch5. but the guy’s in a tough situation, because on one hand he wants people to trust him so they can work together but on the other he needs them to distrust him in case plan B becomes necessary. he needs to be careful so that monokuma doesn’t notice him cooperating, because he also wants to keep being his favorite (i love it when he goes “riiiiiiight, monokuma? aren’t i so evil and twisted haha don’t you love me i am so entertaining if i died it would make the viewers mad haha right” he’s trying so hard). he doesn’t know who the actual mastermind is. people are already rightfully distrustful of him. but he still wants them to know his actual intentions, if they’re willing to. it doesn’t seem like it’s too late yet. (he is so wonderfully contradictory and human, i love him. paranoid asshole who wants to be Known but the idea is also terrifying and dangerous and he ends up sabotaging any opportunity for that to happen) so, he presents a piece of information he hopes will make people trust him: maki’s talent.

ok, well, that sounds like a lot of guessing stuff that’s not really in the game. i suppose. but i do have a reason!!! these lines stood out to me as i was watching:

he doesn’t even follow up with “that might be a lie” or anything. he really does want to work together with everyone, it’s just that finding a good opportunity to show it safely is Difficult and people don’t believe him. and he is really set on the idea that trusting people too much is a bad thing. there’s a few reasons why he only chose to reveal her talent now instead of before, when apparently “given his position” he’s known since the beginning: kaito’s blind faith in maki prompting him to show that actually, she Isn’t trustworthy! the believing thing is stupid and false, see? hopefully getting more people on kokichi’s side rather than kaito’s side. he tries again later to get people on his side, accusing kaito of trying to turn everyone against each other by defending maki and dragging her places

everyone mostly ignores him though and moves onto the flashback lights. as this and the next chapter go on he continuously tries to provoke maki, probably to get her to snap and show people she really Is just a killer or something, although she doesn’t budge until later. this was probably me reading too much into it but all of that did really stand out to me

well all the Good Plans fall apart with ch4. they could’ve all worked together using miu’s inventions but then The Case happened kokichi has a chapter-long mental breakdown ough it makes me so sad to think about. i mean after all that there wasn’t much coming back from it, the mastermind plan was likely the best thing he had. the “everyone hates me so the role of villain is perfect for me” always made me sad but especially This time after looking for everything else. dude…negative character development…..so good but also making me cry! me when i have good intentions but my own distrust and paranoia becomes my downfall as i start to have no one to turn to. me when the same person’s death that led the main character to become more open and outgoing towards others led me to become closed off and solitary despite both our earlier attitudes!!

he also succeeds in provoking maki in the end. i don’t have any particular comment for this i just took the screenshot i can’t remember what my thoughts were on it

i don’t have any other screenshots to do with this so that’ll be the end of that i guess!!! not super eloquently worded i’m just kinda throwing ideas out there, i can elaborate on any points that might not have been super well-explained if you want !

oh and for more silly stuff:

i like this maki line, it’s after shuichi says “about the size of a girl”. there’s one later (in ch4, i think) where i don’t remember what the first part was but she says “not to sound like tenko, but you men can really be like that”. these are 2 very throwaway lines but they almost make me think she was supposed to be the new feminist after tenko’s death (just without the weird stereotyping and much less extreme). she should’ve been. especially given kaito’s casual misogyny at times this would’ve been cool! unfortunately we didn’t get that :(

oh and

shuichi is a yo-kai watch fan, kokichi is a pokémon fan. this is a source of conflict between them and it is unknown if they can overcome this

okay i made this WAY longer than i should’ve. i’m sure there may have been more things but they’re slipping my mind. hopefully this is sufficient!

#long post (VERY long) #ndrv3 #danganronpa #asks #vespertin-y #kokichi ouma #and um. other relevant characters #i’m not sure if they’re mentioned enough for me to tag them </3 #analysis #bow rambles

[albaharu]

30 Days of the Cornetto Trilogy Challenge || Day 21: A hot take

I don’t know how much of a hot take this is, I hope the tumblurinas would forgive me this one.

Okay so I’m saying this with all the love in my heart for Hot Fuzz alright. It’s one of my favourite movies remember this is one of my favorite movies ever. 

But anyway omg. Omg. The fucking ending is so long. The last 30 minutes are a fucking new movie. And it just keeps going. I know that is like The Point and it has great scenes and moments on it but in general... Like I love rewatching Hot Fuzz over and over but in the point where Nicholas goes full cop I’m like “ok movie done I was here for the Agatha Christie type mystery”. So it’s like yeah complaining about the action on the action movie BUT I am here for the mystery and the buddy cop and the romance alright. And I’m going to say... probably my least favourite action scenes of any Edgar Wright movie. Like I can watch non stop the ones on Sotd and god you don’t know how many times I have watched the fights on Twe to a point I could tattoo them on my heart. 

Like I usually find gun action scenes and car chases boring but Edgar Wright managed the impossible and made them great on Baby Driver. But not a fan of the ones in Hot Fuzz. And Danny fake dying I remember watching it for the first time like “please we know you aren’t gonna kill him so who are you trying to trick” but to be fair apparently some people who watched it knowing it was after SotD were like “oh shit are they going to kill Nick Frost in all of them?” SO WELP

But anyway I think it speaks a lot of my love of the movie that is one of my fave movies even when I find 1/4 of the movie a bit boring ogfhjigfojgfogf I’m sorry Hot Fuzz I know a lot of people love your actions parts so its okay. And like it couldn’t be any other way. It’s not Hot Fuzz without 30 min of crazy action. I wouldn’t change it.  

ALSO I gotta admit these parts in the end got my approval when I heard some guys saying that Nicholas going on his white horse to make Danny’s dreams come true is basically the romcom moment of winning back their LI with the Great Gesture of Love. And that’s Nicholas great gesture, pium pium shooting old people. Honestly it is very endearing when he is being the cool action hero guy for Danny, and is trying to impress him saying the cool lines he said in the past, and is very cute how at the end the “I feel like I should say something smart.” “You don’t have to say anything at all.” Because is the... hey you don’t have to be the perfect action hero for me moment you know. Anyway I love them 

Original Challenge    

#30 Days of the Cornetto Trilogy Challenge #hot fuzz #angelbutter #nicholas angel #danny butterman #i wrote so much u dont have to read it just look at the drawing

[slasher-male-wife]

Movie night with the slashers

Got this idea from @pinkcowmeat I really enjoyed theirs so I thought why not do one myself. I hope y’all enjoy. Also I rewatched House of a 1000 corpses and unsurprisingly I’m gonna start writing for Otis Driftwood. I’m a sucker for Bill Mosley. Also Nubbins and Chop Top are officially with the characters I write too. A lot of stuff I know. 

Includes: Thomas Hewitt, OG Michael Myers, Nubbins Sawyer and poly Sinclair brothers

Thomas Hewitt

He’s never really had the time to have a movie night or someone to do it with so he’ll gladly do it with you. 

He’ll make sure nobody interupts the two of you while you watch one together. 

You’ll be the one picking because Tommy doesn’t know many movies to begin with so he’ll be happy with whatever you pick for him. 

If you make snacks to share he’ll probably not eat much because he’ll worry about eating too much. 

His instnct is to hold/ cuddle you while you watch the movie together. If a gorey/upsetting scene comes on he’ll cover your eyes despite your protests. He just want’s to keep you as far away from that stuff as you can be. 

If you start to talk about the movie and geek over the process, impact or the actors in it he’ll listen happily unlike my family when I try to explain to them how George Romero created the modern day zombie. 

If it’s a comedy you might have to explain a few jokes here and there but once you explain it he’ll laugh along with you. 

Michael Myers

You’ll suggest the idea and he’ll probably sign a maybe. But he’ll defenitly show up when it comes time. 

He’ll probably push you to pick a horror movie. I swear the man gets a kick out of scaring people. Like he’ll scare you out of nowhere for a laugh so this is kinda like a comedy for him. 

Depending on how long you two have known each other he might lift his mask to eat whatever you bring. 

If you want to cuddle you’ll have to initiate it and don’t expect him to cuddle back right away. He’ll warm up to it eventually but still he’s not gonna be super like over the top with it. 

He’ll shake you a bit or like make you jump if he see’s you’re really on edge. If you jump at a jump scare he’ll definitly chuckle at it. He’ll get even more of a kick out of it if you yell at him for it. He finds it amusing when you act tough. 

He might not laugh along if it’s a comedy and will definitly just zone out if its a romance or a drama. If it’s a musical he would just leave. Sorry theater kids, Michael isn’t a fan. 

Nubbins Sawyer

He’ll be so excited. He did movie nights with Chop Top for awhile before he had to leave so doing this with you is going to be lots of fun for him. 

Either some old horror movie or another type of old black and white film. I feel like he would watch those. 

You’d think you’d watch it downstairs but I feel like they have a spare vhs tv that they have lying around that you can use. 

He’ll be very handsy while watching the movie. Holding you, kissing you or like just resting on you. 

He will talk about the movie the entire time. I feel like he would do as much research as he can about the movies or their actors. 

He will be like laughing quietly as mostly anything, especially like someone dying, nudity or anything like that. Good luck trying to watch a Rob Zombie movie with him. 

Once you do it with him once he’ll wanna make it a weekly thing. He has enough movies to go through to do that with you. 

The Sinclair Brothers 

Lester and Vincent are imediatly on board with the idea but it takes a little convincing with Bo. 

Good luck on trying to find something to watch. Vincent would love more artsy films and things like that while Lester and Bo probably want something more raunchy. You’ll have to go with a comedy or a horror movie. 

Or if you go the route of letting one of the brothers pick a movie Vincent will pick a like old romance movie and get teased by his brothers for it. 

Lester would pick a western or a horror movie. Probably a cheesy slasher like ‘Intruder’ or ‘Texas chainsaw massacre two’. 

Bo would like a horror movie too but like a classic one. Probably a fan of ‘The exorcist’ or ‘Halloween’. 

If you chose the movie Bo will complain a bit but cut it out after getting a nudge from Vincent. 

If you comment on the killer being hot they’re never going to let you live that down. Bo and Lester will do most of the teasing but Vincent will join in from time to time. 

There might be some arguing over who gets to sit next to you so you’ll either sit on someones lap in the middle of them or one of the brothers has to sit on a different chair. If you chose Lester or Vincent over Bo he’s gonna be a bit salty about it for awhile until you make it up to him. 

#thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #michael myers #michael myers x you #nubbins sawyer #lester sinclair #lester sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair #vincent sinclair x reader #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #sinclair brothers #texas chainsaw the beginning #texas chainsaw massacre #tcm #tcm the beginning #halloween #house of wax

[gemini-elf-girl]

I KISSED SHARA WHEELER:

moments from the summer that are canon cuz i say so :P

1. whenever rory and chloe hang out, she sits passenger and they jam out to my chemical romance and old panic! at the disco. even when they pick up smith and shara, chloe does not give up shotgun and they continue to scream welcome to the black parade. smith and shara sit in the back seat and look at their ~alt~ significant others with huge heart eyes.

2. chloe and shara have picnic reading dates! they especially love to read sapphic books and they always swap after they are done so that they can read each others and talk about them.

3. they have group sleepovers at chloe’s house, because her parents are cool about those kind of things. smith tries to subtly ask ash, shara, chloe, or summer to do his makeup, trying to not let on how giddy and excited it makes him. they notice, quietly. rory strums his guitar in the corner and watches with soft eyes. they watch all sorts of movies from ghibli films (georgia and ash’s fave) to marvel (much to ace’s joy and benjy’s anger), various animes (due to smith and rory staging a coup on movie night) and they frequently rewatch but i’m a cheerleader (shara’s fave).

4. smith enjoys picking rory up and throwing him in the pool. rory pretends to hate it. one time he does it to chloe. she actually hates it.

5. (tw underage substance use) occasionally they drink, but more often they smoke thanks to rory and his friends (why was i that person in high school lol). chloe and summer decide not to and smith can’t because of football drug testing, but rory smokes out shara, ash, benji, and georgia for the first time. they watch barbie movies and shara laughs so hard at benjis’s impromptu improv performance she cries. rory lays his head in smith’s lap in front of everybody. smith blushes. summer is dying at how cute high georgia is and chloe just braids sharas hair over and over again while she sits on the couch and shara sits between her legs on the floor.

6. rory plays at a few open mics and the entire squad always goes to support him. smith gets incredibly flushed and embarrassed when they know the songs he is singing are about them. sometimes they give him new stickers for his guitar or bouquets of wildflowers they picked as gifts after.

7. BENJY AND ACE BECOME BEST FRIENDS SORRY I DON’T MAKE THE RULES. They have sung Santa Fe in the car together more than once. benjy shows ace starkid musicals and dr. horrible’s sing-a-long blog for the first time and an alliance is formed. maybe they even smooch who knows.

8. ash starts slowly gifting smith some things to quietly affirm their gender, like a glittery gold eyeshadow, a a bottle of lavender nail polish, and some butterfly hair clips.

9. so many gay people are making each other playlists. so many. here is shara’s playlist for chloe: https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/to-chloe-from-shara/pl.u-AkAmYKeIjl466g if i make more i will add them (:

10. chloe and shara get matching necklaces before chloe leaves for school and they wear them every day.

#i kissed shara wheeler #iksw #shara wheeler #chloe green #smith parker #rory heron #casey mq #headcanon

[know-the-way]

Miss Fisher and the Crypt of Tears Discourse(?)(maybe idk?)

So… at this point I’ve watched the entire 3 series and film. Twice. I was going to post episode reactions for series 2 and 3, but I really need to skip ahead to Crypt of Tears because I have… questions. If anyone knows the answer or potential answer to any of them, please weigh in because I am just… struggling to understand some of the narrative decisions they made here.

(Btw, overall I enjoyed it, so I don’t want it to seem like I’m coming from a solely negative perspective - obviously, the last 5 minutes in particular… talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, etc etc. I may do a separate ‘things I enjoyed’ post. I just needed to talk this out. lol)

****Full warning, this is a very long post, I am so sorry in advance.****

1. Alright, first things first - wtf do you mean it’s been a YEAR since she left Melbourne?! What was she doing that whole time? Like obviously, you could infer that she got caught up in local shenanigans and hadn’t seen everything to a satisfactory end yet, but I feel it would’ve taken maybe 1-2 minutes to just briefly explain that for the audience’s sake.

I also totally understand that they were attempting to make a stand alone project that could be independent of the series, so referencing where the series left off would be antithetical to that. HOWEVER, I think at the point where fans of the series invested $1 million… that should have maybe made tying up loose ends from the series a bit more of a priority?

I also saw that they hoped to garner new audiences from the film. And maybe it’s just me, idk, but - I’m a new audience and the only thing that brought me to the film was the knowledge that I had 3 seasons worth of backstory to immerse myself in beforehand. There are very few scenarios in my mind that would’ve had me watching just the film and nothing else. So… help.

2. Similar to question 1 - SIX WEEKS?! Where was she for six whole weeks? How did she escape the train? Was it like a Bear Grylls situation out in the desert for a while or did she have to barter with local villages or something? Just again… 1-2 lines of dialogue and I’d be good. Instead, I’m just sitting here confused like, “okay cool, I’m super glad you’re alive and stuff, but um… HOW?!”**

(**acutely aware that this is how Jack must feel all the time) (and he deserves a pint from the pub for his troubles ‘cause omg)

3. SPEAKING OF JACK - *r2d2 screech* This poor man. Jesus. How many times does he have to grieve the love of his life? It’s kinda rude at this point.

I’ve read articles with the writers where they talked about wanting Phryne to be strong and independent without emasculating Jack as a character. And I remember thinking, “Yes! They do such an excellent job of finding that balance in the show and it’s really satisfying. It’s one of the things I love most about their dynamic - the freedom to be themselves while still having this very strong collaborative connection.”

^These scenes, though? Whaaaatttt happened? 🫠 I don’t think it emasculated him, but Phryne’s almost non-reaction to him being there… grieving her... it comes off kind of insensitive and perplexing at its bare bones, to me.

Upon a few rewatches of that scene, I’ve been able to slowly formulate potential justifications for her behavior - i.e. she did tell him to come after her and he didn’t, so maybe she lost hope on her end and dove into the first perilous mystery she could find to help herself get over him. Thus, when she finds out he’s there for her memorial service, I could see her inwardly going, “Okay wow, it took me dying for you to make any moves whatsoever. Cool. Good to know I’m only worth the trip if I’m not here anymore. (Hence, the ‘And I’m very sorry that I’m not dead!’ line later.)”

Which would be a fair point, imo, and they do have a track record of just… infuriating miscommunication, but ultimately… it’s all still hypothetical. We aren’t given any actual, spoken insight into her motivations or feelings in regards to Jack (the smallest glimpse we get is her teary eyes outside the door at his guesthouse along with the “damn it, Jack” line). So, without any further follow-up clarification in the film - at face value, that scene is harsh and almost callous imo. And, despite their many conflicts in the show, there was never once where I felt they weren’t at least making an effort to understand each other. Like there is never a point in the film where they take a moment to acknowledge the time lost between them. They don’t get to have that (necessary) release of emotion and mutual understanding (there’s no nightcap moment), so it just feels incomplete.

4. I promise not to make all of these redundant, but the quicksand scene. Obviously, I love it ~*for reasons*~, but I found myself once again choosing a side (Jack’s)???? Which, throughout the entirety of the tv series, I never chose a side between them ‘cause I could always understand both of their perspectives. In this scene and the reunion scene, I’m left confused both times about Phryne’s perspective. Maybe because Mac isn’t there to pull the full truth out of her just afterwards? That’s probably it.

But her lumping Jack in with “any other man” she doesn’t need to explain herself to - either that was a fear response or a flat out dishonest one. Girl quit playin’… we all know he’s not just any other man and we all know he has never tried to change you or take charge of you. Please, the bottom-leaning switch vibes that come off that man… he LIVES for you telling him what to do. He doesn’t want to control you, he just wANTS TO BE BESIDE YOU. GOD.

I so didn’t want to be frustrated with Phryne (I love her**) and I was honestly upset that I was, but there was just something… missing in both these instances for me (vulnerability maybe? idk) and I can’t quite get it to add up. It really probably was a lack of Mac, though.

(**again, Me 🤝 Jack, complicated feelings for a complex modern woman, we’ll both be at the bar if you need us)

5. Last one - “Is this your idea of sweet nothings?” “I thought they were out of the question?” “They are. Continue.”

Did I miss a scene where they laid ground rules for their partnership going forward in Shirin’s case? Or was that something that was cut/not included? Because… if there was a scene of them discussing that before Jack agreed to stay… that would have taken care of most of what I said above in and of itself.

(But no fr… did I miss a scene? Is my copy broken? Help?)

Gonna Leave on a Positive Note, because if you asked me if the below scene made it all worth it, I’d have to say yes:

#mfmm #if i come off too heated - i promise i’m not taking it that serious #rant vibes but not an actual rant #just talking out loud

[heycarrots]

Here we go, folks. We already know that Black Sails is a story about the very nature of stories (among other predominant themes) and that the creators chose to leave the ending “ambiguous”, a “choose your own adventure” type of deal. But . . . did they, really?

Strap in, folks, because either the writers painted themselves into a corner or they actually DID choose a concrete ending, whether they tell us so or not.

Some thoughts on Flint’s “origin story” and how and when it’s presented:

Okay, so even in season 2 episode 9, we already know that the “official” Treasure Island death for Flint is bullshit. I didn’t catch this till rewatch number three, but when James is telling Miranda about the origin for his name, he tells her about “Mr. Flint” and says that the last thing Mr. Flint said to his grandfather (McGraw, presumably, as the creators CHOSE McGraw to be James’s actual family name, this was a creation of the show) was to fetch some more rum, and when his grandfather returned, Mr. Flint had vanished.

So let’s examine this, shall we? First, that’s not a literal death, that’s a disappearance or a “conjuring”, a trick of the mind, or a ghost. Nothing about this seems corporeal.

But that’s all REALLY familiar, right? Where have we heard those “dying” words before? Let’s trot back over to the text, shall we?

In Treasure Island, Captain Flint’s last words are . . .

“Fetch aft the rum, Darby McGraw.”

Wait just a sec . . . is James foretelling his final words 20 years or so before he says them or is there something else going on?

Is Treasure Island, meta-textually, the source material for Black Sails or is, at least in the world in which our characters exist, Black Sails the source material for Treasure Island?

The way we leave things at the end of the series, I’d argue for the latter. In THIS world, the world in which Flint wages war for lost love and to bring a voice to the voiceless, THIS story, shall the good man teach his son . . . sorry, I’m digressing . . . lays the groundwork for Treasure Island, therefore, Treasure Island is the fiction and Black Sails is the truth.

This is a story about stories, after all.

So jumping back to “Mr. Flint”, “Fetch aft the rum, Darby McGraw”, in the context of Black Sails, is Mr. Flint, NOT Captain Flint. And if this is a story, who else knows it? The only person we witness hearing that story is Miranda, and she’s long dead. That leaves James, himself. Since dead men don’t go around telling tales about their own demise, James is definitely still alive to tell the tale. And since that was literally a story about a disappearance, it is very likely James’s chosen story to release “Captain Flint” back into the sea.

And if you argue, well, perhaps he told Silver, we just didn’t see it, I would remind you that’s not how stories work. Perhaps in reality, I can assume information has been shared, but in a storytelling medium, if we haven’t seen it shared, it hasn’t been . . . at least, not in the timeframe in which the story is told. Not before Skeleton Island, that is. Not before a scattering of birds got us all theorizing in the worst possible ways.

If Silver knows the “Mr. Flint” story, he learned about it later from the only person alive to tell it . . . James, himself. Keep in mind, James and Miranda had been living in exile together for 10 years before he tells Miranda that story. She was in his life when he chose the name and he still didn’t tell her. Not until he was contemplating the figurative end of Captain Flint. If Silver has been told this story, that would stand to reason that Silver and James and, likely, Thomas, came up with the “end of Flint” together.

They’re off growing prize-winning produce somewhere no man has ever been troubled by the sea.

This is now my head canon. I will die on this hill.

#black sails #james flint #toby stephens #writing #silverflint #flinthamilton #silverflinthamilton #treasure island #that ending we all like to argue about #Fetch aft the rum Darby McGraw #a story is true a story is untrue #those goddamned birds #James burned that shit to the ground as soon as he and Thomas came up for a breather you will never convince me otherwise #storytelling

[can-i-see-your-passport-please]

Hih ello it’s me. Fanfic anon. And I just!!! !!! The idea that Benry lost the boss fight on Purpouse is I think so very supported by canon- I was talkin to a friend about this a while ago but when he pulls out his passport and just holds it up for them all to shoot at? He didn’t have to do that he could’ve just kept the Thing in his pocket. Also the more obvious telling the skeletons to let Tommy go? Also the other idea- that Benry was s-cial (sorry I don’t know the appropriate level of censorship/not in this space here so this is what I’m going with)- is supported at least a little by canon?? The one time Gordon tries to stop one of his deaths (when the blast doors are closing because of the rocket launch at the very end of Act 2) Benry’s response is ‘I kind of wanted that ok’. I’ve been turning it over in my head for a very long time and having someone like. Include it as a thing that matters in their portrayal of Benry (intentionally or not) activated my neurons. Also like in general you’re a good writer, the comfort part of the hurt/comfort was incredibly satisfying. Like yeah boy. Forgive yourself. Get some decent sleep. Also like generally people giving Benry emotional depth and trauma along with the silly man ness is incredibly boundlessly fascinating to me and how you wrote him in both this and the other fic were great. Also this is a weird thing to ask prolly but where does Gordon live in the fic? Does New Mexico get snow and I just don’t know it. Sorry for talking so much this fic is just something to me. Thanks for writing it. It’s becoming a new tab in my browser window that’s just for saving fics I want to reread.

YOU GOT EVERYTHING BANG ON THE HEAD EXACTLY EXACTLY

YEAH....... I subscribe to the theory that he made himself the villain On Purpose because he knew the Nihilanth would kill the team and Gordon can't fucking respawn, so they kill the final boss, they go home, Benrey makes himself the final boss, yeah... I didn't notice the passport thing!! But yeah you're right! There was no reason he had to do that, but he just held it up for them to destroy. Plus like when Gordon went back to break his passport, if Benrey wanted to stop him. He could've! Easily! But he mostly just toyed with him, and then barely did anything to stop Gordon from destroying his passport. (Yes he said it was because he "didn't like that room", but he went into there before with absolutely no problem, and the only real difference here is he's 30 feet tall)

AND YES EXACTLY THE MOMENT WHERE GORDON STOPPED HIM FROM DYING AND HE WAS LIKE "YEAH WELL NOW IT’S GONE AND I KINDA WANTED THAT OKAY" so basically my friend and I were discussing a fic I'd just read that was a different take on canon, and it had incredibly clear (sub)text that the Xen thing was basically Benrey TRYING to die, and we were discussing that, and the VERY NEXT DAY WE REWATCHED HLVRAI AND NOTICED THAT LINE so yeah in my book. Benrey's 100% suicidal (worry not we are not bound by censorship in these lands)

Also I have no idea where Gordon lives I just wanted snow there you decide lol

I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT AND THINK I'M A GOOD WRITER THIS ASK IS MAKING ME MELT /POS THANK YOUUUUU AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

#hlvrai #cassie rambles #cassie writes #frenrey #asks #anon #tw suicidality #ask to tag #tw suicide #you're still here and you're gonna be okay #🛂can i see your passport? please [benrey freeman]

[songofwizardry]

ExU calamity episode 1: my head is spinning. i have out loud said “what the fuck????” so many times. i am vibrating. feel like i need to rewatch the episode immediately whilst taking notes like i’m in a lecture. have some Thoughts because if I don’t put them somewhere i will explode

[this is very long, bc there was a lot. also very late, because I forgot to finish it and post it. ah well.]

good evening and we open with the weirdest and most terrifying shit you will ever witness. thank you for tuning it

also zerxus has a strength of 29 (giant strength belt?) and an ac of 25 holy shit

a small child fishing for stars in the void? cool cool cool

Aabria is mouthing “what. the. fuck.“ and ma’am I could not agree more

oh cool it’s his son. cool and there’s a dead husband. let’s just start off with emotional damage it’s fine

“Ghor Dranas” ooooooohhh here we go Calamity here we come

“if you can see the stars when you look down, what will you see when you look up?” what a metal line I love it

this is the most opening to ever opening

Loquatious Seelie!

love that Sam is just a presenter. he’s achieved his final form. also his appearance is slightly terrifying. also a Seelie hmmmm. 

this is just Sam’s ad copies with his ridiculous characters taken to the net level I’m Dying

“Exandria Firma” is a great phrase

“Seelie you later!” yes

I love Laerryn instantly. what a vibe

and they’re divorced we spent so long begging for divorced PCs for C3 I am so fucking glad we get to see it here!

hands down Sam is a great person for this dynamic and I am so hyped to see how he and Aabria play off each other

same with Nydas, I am kinda obsessed with the vibe that these PCs are giving off of “extremely busy extremely good at their jobs high up people in a powerful city, on the eve of the biggest event of seven years”

the whole Sphinx drama is incredible

the kites are such a cool idea! also aww a loaf. cute.

a surplus of ether? hmmmm. we are getting into the Magic Theory (TM) over here I am Interested

Cerrit is definitely in a different movie to everyone else. Travis is killing the noir vibe. I love it

also an eisfuura detective that’s really fun

the description of the whole thing being dispelled/obliterated is really cool! I am living for Brennan’s descriptions here

and finally, Marisha!

brumestone jewellery I am loving the description of all the opulence of Patia. also the nepotism

man Brennan is really making the point of these are the people who get shit done, this is where the power lies really well here

sorry the oracles are taking a break????? surely that’s not fucking good!

I love the general disdain everyone has for people attempting the Raven Queen’s ritual

I also love how they’re all casually namedropping vespin fucking chloras as though he’s just..... some dude. which I guess he is right now!

oh also I like how everyone’s storylines are tying together! I initially assumed we would have a bunch of strangers but this makes way more sense and is much more fun

a party! exclusive magic VIP seating! hoddmedods or whatever the fuck! chandeliers and caviar, the world can’t touch us here!

Zerxus’ son is staying with Nydas’ family? wtf this gets more and more intriguing

lol bringing along Bolo is the most fancy rich important person move, great work Loquacious. also Brennan is a delight

“Ghor Dranas is attributed to the Lord of the Hells, a specific phrasing during his defeat. "Put me where you will, I will gather my shadows to me.” oh my god that is an incredible line. I had not considered the phrase ‘gathering of shadows’ in any other context I love that

Loquacious inspiring Laerryn and the perfume smells like their wedding. excuse me who gave you permission to do this to me.

oh cool the piece of metal is the bow of a solar. made of extraplanar gold. and it was destroyed by something older and deeper than a spell. this is vespin summoning a goddamn betrayer to destroy it fucking hell. this is fine.

PURVON SUUL!!!!!!!

absolutely a joy to watch Sam, Travis and Marisha lose their entire shit as he walks in

Aabria knows what’s up, “I’ll tell you later”

“is he wearing armour” “... no” I am loving this so much 

I love how Dean Hollow’s thing of “well this god was one of us before, so we can join them too”. Like the context to the mages’ hubris is so well done and it makes sense!

“And Purvon Suul walks away” need a live Liam cam for this, how’s he reacting to this signature move of apparently all champions of the Raven Queen

the hoddmedod 1 has thoughts and 2 is thinking ghor dranas everything is super fine and ok

Loq taking back what he said with gift of gab... what a spell I love it

okay okay what everyone has been talking about: Cerrit’s 31 on investigation and Brennan’s absolutely genius description of invisibility

I am not gonna lie both the way he’s described invisibility working from a physics standpoint and the delivery of “You have been trained to look for these things. They always move in twos.” will be in my head for a very long time

a stitched together man wtf

“You will never reach the Wildmother’s embrace in time” sorry WHAT. what is happening. excuse me.

and Vespin fucking Chloras is behind the mirror???

holy shit what an episode

okay last thoughts: so much lore, but it’s delivered in such a good way! like I didn’t feel the story stalling or anything it was actually such a fast paced episode! I adored the world building, the feel of Avalir and of the circle of brass as a whole, it’s done so well. and the characters are extremely intriguing

also I know Brennan is amazing and I loved his worldbuilding in eg Unsleeping City, but holy shit has he blown it out of the water with the tension and the pace and the worldbuilding and the threads of mystery and feel of something going wrong here. masterful tension building I adore it

I am so excited this may become my favourite mini-series. cannot wait to see where this goes

#critical role #cr spoilers #critical role spoilers #exandria unlimited calamity #exu: calamity #exu spoilers #exu: calamity e1 #salmon watches exu

[ejzah]

Could you write a fan fic in which Deeks is forced to incapacitate Kensi during a case in order to save her life, and how guilty he feels after? I got the idea after rewatching last season's NCIS episode "Head of the Snake."

A/N: I am so sorry to the individual who sent this prompt on. It has been languishing in my inbox for so long.

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The Least Damage

“How’s she doing?” Deeks asked, propelling himself off the hospital wall the second he saw Callen come out of Kensi’s room. He’d been skulking in the hallway ever since he got back from giving Sam his statement, dying for any piece of truth.

Callen started ever so slightly at Deeks’ sharp inquiry, but otherwise didn’t seem that surprised to see him there.

“You can ask her yourself,” he responded. “They’re supposed to release her soon.” He paused as Deeks nodded, not meeting his gaze, unable to. “Is there a reason why you don’t want to talk to Kensi?”

Deeks would have laughed if he didn’t feel so sick and genuinely awful inside.

“I don’t think that’s a great idea.”

“Why? If this is about—”

“Yes, this is about me hurting her,” Deeks interrupted. It made him want to hit something just thinking about it. Instead, he held himself as straight as he could, his posture, tight, brittle, ready to crack at any second with the wrong word.

“Deeks, I know you’re upset, and things didn’t go the way we planned—”

“Go the way we planned?” Deeks stared at Callen in disbelief. Everything had gone wrong. “Callen, I hit her, tackled her to the ground, I strangled her until she passed out.” He choked on the last word and dipped his head. Eyes focused on the scratched gray and white linoleum, his voice was softer when he spoke again. “I’m her husband and partner. I’m supposed to protect her and I didn’t do that today.”

Callen stayed quiet for several seconds, long enough that Deeks decided he’d won the argument.

“Either way, you need to talk to Kensi,” he said finally. He started to say something, stopped, and then started again. “She was asking for you.”

“I don’t think I can—”

“Like you said, she’s your wife and partner, Deeks,” Callen reminded him, throwing his own words back in his face. “You owe her that.”

Deeks flinched; Callen might as well have called him a coward. He was right though. Kensi deserved the chance to see him, to tell him whatever she was failing regardless of his own guilt and fear. His shoulders caved, and he nodded, crossing the short distance to Kensi’s room.

“It’ll be ok,” Callen promised.

Deeks rapped on the door a couple times before opening it slowly. Kensi in the center of the hospital bed with her left cheek pillowed on her raised knees. She startled as he came in, head popping up, and a look of fear crossing her face for a brief second.

“Deeks,” she whispered hoarsely.

All he saw was the long cut bisecting the right side of her face, a deep, darker abrasion along her hairline. The ring of bruises around her throat.

Deeks gasped, flashing back to just a few hours ago. In a dark warehouse, surrounded by armed men who suddenly decided Kensi was a lability and turned their weapons on her. She’d caught his eyes, sending him a wordless message, and in desperation, Deeks acted.

He’d charged, engaging in combat with a level of aggression he never used with Kensi. Kensi fought back just as hard for the first few blows, then let him get a few good hits in. Let him overpower her and wrap his hands around her throat. Let him squeeze until she wheezed, panic entered her eyes, and eventually she’d lost consciousness.

His heart had thundered the entire time with fear as she dropped limply to the ground, bleeding.

“Deeks?” This time he was the one to jerk, taking an entire step back as he came to the present, faced with Kensi staring at him, disquiet in her eyes.

“Hey. How—how are you?” he asked, eyes darting over the IV inserted in her right hand and the brace on her other hand. He hadn’t even realized he hurt her wrist.

“Ok.” It came out nearly soundless and she winced, clearing her throat. “Just a few cuts. I told the doctor I was fine, but he insisted on keeping me for a couple of hours and a round of antibiotics,” she finished, shrugging it off like the list of injuries she’d just rattled off, the ones she hadn’t, were commonplace.

“Is there anything I can get you? You’re probably hungry,” Deeks rambled, needing to fill the silence.

“I’m not hungry. But you could warm me up,” Kensi said, holding out her arms. “It’s freezing in here.” Somehow she managed to fill the words with innuendo despite her hoarse voice.

“I’ll go get your bag.”

“No, I just want you to hold me.”

“That’s not a good idea,” Deeks told her, feeling slightly nauseous at the thought of touching Kensi right now with her injuries still fresh. He swallowed it down, grabbing at a handful of hair. “I hurt you and I can’t—god, I’m so sorry, Kensi.”

“Deeks, Jackson was going to kill me if you didn’t step in,” she said, sounding confused.

“But I should have figured something else out. I didn’t have to be so rough.”

“It had to be believable,” Kensi whispered. She held out her arms again, then made a frustrated noise when Deeks didn’t move closer, and unceremoniously yanked the IV needle out of her hand.

“Kensi!” She ignored his protest, sliding out of bed. He rushed over just in time to catch her as one of her legs buckled. “Kensi, get back in bed.”

“Not until you quit believing this is your fault.” She wrapped her arms firmly around his waist, linking her hands behind his back so her head rested on his chest. Deeks shuddered at her closeness, cherishing the feeling even as he told himself he shouldn’t be allowed this comfort. “Because I don’t blame you, Deeks,” she continued. “I trusted you to keep me safe and you did.”

“I promised myself I would never hurt you,” Deeks breathed. Kensi curled the fingers of her good hand in his hair and gently tugged until he was forced to meet her gaze.

“Deeks, listen to me. You didn’t choose to hurt me. I trust, I love you, and what happened today hasn’t changed either of those things at all.” She paused, shifting to cup his jaw. “And even though I don’t blame you at all, I forgive you.”

Deeks squeezed his eyes shut as tears filled his eyes and Kensi kissed the corner of his mouth. Something broke in him at that and he clasped her to him, burying his head in her shoulder as they clung to each other.

“I love you,” he managed, between sobs. Kensi made a hoarse sound, kissing him fiercely, and he felt her damp cheeks on his. Holding her as tightly as he could, Deeks promised himself he would do everything in his power to never let anything like this happen again.

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A/N: Again, many apologies for not getting to this earlier.

Thanks for the prompt!

#ncis la fanfiction #densi #marty deeks #kensi blye #Kensi whump #angst #anonymous prompt #ejzah fanfiction