Oh I’m hoping you eventually write for Glenn’s character in Twisters!
I certainly have plans to. I am curious to see what Tyler's character will be like beyond what we've already seen. On the surface, he seems pretty similar to Jake (a cocky asshole who likely has some surprising depth).
I've already got an idea for a fic with him facing off against a shy but determined atmospheric scientist who has ZERO experience in the field but tons of smarts. Who better to keep her safe and show her the ropes than Tyler Owen?
There will be sex in his truck, the reader wearing his hat, and tons of fun banter.
one of these days i’ll stop feeling crushing loneliness when i see my friends are closer to each other than with me knowing full well i put myself in this position
I used to love fluffy shows/anime that had what I call ‘MC goes on a journey, on which they find friendship, love and lasting connection, and have wholesome character maturity/development through trials and tribulations and joyful moments AND NOBODY DIES’™️
But now that just feels so unrealistic so I’m starting to lean towards what I call the ‘mc gets gifted a world-opening perspective through a newfound true love, too soon plagued by the inconceivable loss of that true love’™️ shows
Like,
Teach me a lesson and have this beautiful source or person show me this world is bigger than what I knew—
There is desolation and emptiness in the abyss,
though all is pulled there by a bitter chord.
Through the estuary falls all fundamental wit,
— but death is equal parts scarce and poor.
Every age and story, every century
goes in synchrony like a tumbling stream.
— Eternity itself exist alone.
Our own time is an error and a dream.
(poem by Einar Ben, 1921, from "Einræður Starkaðar" // translated from Icelandic by me)
Original
Eyði og tómt er í afgrunns hyl,
þótt allt þangað dragi hinn rammi taumur.
Að ósi þar falla öll uppsprettu skil
— en alltaf er dauðinn jafn snauður og naumur.
Hver æfi og saga, hvert aldabil
fer eina samleið sem hrapandi straumur.
— Eilífðin sjálf, hún er alein til.
Vor eigin tími er villa og draumur.