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chirpsythismorning · 3 months

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Can we talk about how Jonathan might've been able to clock Mike simply because of what happened with him and Nancy in season two?

This will be a long post, so you might want to strap in or save it for later.

In Will and Mike's case, it would obviously be much different from Jonathan and Nancy's situation, given that you know, they're gay. But we still have Jonathan arguably going through a similar experience as Will, while Mike is going through a similar experience as Nancy.

In s2, we see Nancy confront Jonathan about how she waited for him before getting back with Steve, which is a revelation to him. Then they're at Murray's and she's struggling to say she loves Steve, after a handful of moments between them that felt like she might return Jonathan’s feelings. And you can clearly see it in his eyes, listening to Murray imply that they have feelings for each other, with him looking back and forth sort of in awe of what's happening, like he's starting to question if she might actually like him back.

Will doesn't have that same affordance as Jonathan to really hope, at least not anymore. Which is why these relationships in s2 and s4 end differently for these two brothers.

Based on all the signs he was seeing that Nancy felt the same, Jonathan decided to take the plunge to admit to Nancy how he felt, and at that same moment Nancy had the courage to show how she felt. In Will and Mike's case, Will wasn't ready to take the plunge to admit to Mike how he felt, at the same moment Mike didn't have the courage to show how he felt.

What's so painfully hilarious to me about all of this though, is that Jonathan arguably starts the season in the same shoes as most of the audience, where from his perspective, it's becoming obvious to him now that Will like's Mike, but that Mike does not feel the same way.

First at Rink-O-Mania, Mike appears a little uncomfortable upon hugging Will. Then as the happy couple continues on their adventure into Rink-O-Mania, he watches Will lagging behind moping. And then unfortunately he's out of commission for the rest of the evening...

But once he's sober and back to being an attentive brother the following morning, we see him watching them at breakfast, with Mike barely sparing Will a glance, all while Will is blatantly staring, almost like he's waiting for Mike to look back, only for Mike to get up and walk away.

All of these instances gotta be SCREAMING unrequited gay love to Jonathan. He's already gotten signs for years that Will is gay, these are now just the signs that are instilling his suspicions that Will has feelings for Mike. He could have easily interpreted their relationship in the early seasons as young best friends, with Will seeming to have a crush on Mike, and with them growing up and that potentially including Will's straight friend distancing himself from him because he doesn't feel the same. It's not the most unexpected thing in the world considering.

But then there's a shift.

Suddenly he's creeping up on them talking in his room. And we know he was listening in on the conversation because he brings up Owens when he sits down. As he's eavesdropping, he's probably thinking something innocent like Aww they're making up! And like, hey! Even if Mike doesn't feel the same, which is okay and entirely expected honestly, at least he still cares about Will enough to make things right after acting so out of character. Still, I'm not gonna lie, that sounded a lot like flirting to me--

Then he's knocking on Will's door like 30 minutes or less later only to find Mike and Will back on their bullshit. Mike suddenly isn't going out of his way to ignore or put Will on the back burner. In fact, he's on his bed and they're talking, again! The door is even closed this time, which is interesting. This has gotta be a good sign in Jon's eyes. Nothing to worry about! Right? Right...?

But then suddenly this shift continues, going in a direction he probably didn't expect.

I mean, this is literally an identical jancy parallel we have here with byler on the hood of the car, with Jonathan right there to witness it. Despite him maybe only now subconsciously picking up on the similarities between Will and Mike to him and Nancy here, he's at least taking note (I mean he's even got his gay map out and everything).

It isn't until the van scene happens, that I think Jonathan starts to genuinely consider his suspicions, which is that Mike might actually like Will back.

EVERY time we get a shot of Jonathan looking back at Will and Mike in the van, followed by a shot of his POV from the rearview mirror, we're faced with Mike looking at Will while Will is looking away.

As Jonathan is hearing Will confirm his suspicions about his feelings for Mike, he's simultaneously witnessing Mike not looking at Will with disgust, but something more akin to reverence. All of those moments in the van that we witnessed, including all the ways Mike looked at Will and everything that was said, Jonathan was right there.

And what's even more insane about this scene, is that it circles back to Jonathan as a character himself.

I remember when people were talking about how odd it was that we never saw Jonathan with a camera in s4. After 3 seasons in a row of making his passion for photography a big part of his identity, that part of him was apparently absent entirely this time around... But was it really?

This is the same guy that said, "Sometimes, people don't really say what they're really thinking. But you capture the right moment, it says more."

Jonathan might not have had his camera in s4, but this was without a doubt one of those moments where he captured something more.

Something that I also think get's highly overlooked about this scene, especially when it comes to Jonathan looking back at them, being followed by a shot of Mike staring at Will, is that he could see both of their reactions the whole time, from beginning to end. Will nor the audience had the affordance of knowing because Will was facing the other way at the end, while we on the other-hand were blurred from even having the chance, despite Mike literally being in the frame. But not Jonathan. He even lets us see what he sees, a few times, but not at the very end, which would have been nice after they didn't let us see Mike's reaction seconds before this.

Let's just stop right there for a second though and circle back to what I consider to be the first time Jonathan really picked up on Will's feelings for Mike, which was at the end of s3, in a sequence that is a little too relevant to the van scene if you ask me, given that they are almost direct parallels.

While these parallels are pretty spot on visually, they are also near spot on narratively when it comes to the evolution each of these characters are experiencing.

For Will in the first scene, it's sadness that he's moving away from his friends in Hawkins and also feeling like he's losing Mike, after what looks like him and El making up, which makes him scared he'll distance himself again. For Jonathan, it's sympathy for his brother who appears to have some very deep feelings for his friend, feelings he can't quite grasp yet but soon enough will.

For Will in the second scene, it's heartbreak that he has to accept that Mike will never feel the same, knowing that supporting his relationship with El (encouraging it honestly) will likely turn out just as it did last time, with him losing Mike all over again, for the last time. For Jonathan it's sympathy for his brother who has now confirmed his suspicions that the feelings he has for Mike are more than just that of a friend.

Given that this parallel reinforces the same feelings Will and Jonathan had in s3 to now, why would this not also reinforce those same feelings that Mike had in s3 to now?

In the first scene, Mike was visibly distraught, with dialogue from Hopper in the background applying a little too perfectly with what he was feeling in that moment, which was scared. He’s apparently back together with El now, despite them doing just fine as friends for the last 3 months, as well as him and Will just having finally gone back to them being on good terms again. But now, it’s like he’s right back where he started at the beginning of s3, feeling obligated to be the perfect boyfriend to El, and as a result, having no choice in his eyes but to distance himself from Will. Mike then walks into his house looking like a zombie, almost emotionless stepping into his mother's embrace.

Now, I say almost emotionless because it looks like Mike was trying to hold back showing how he truly felt in this moment. He's not crying like he did in s1 when he lost Will that first time. Time has passed and things have changed (he doesn't want things to change). And he's trying his best to keep it together. But the in-focus close-ups make it clear that he is definitely not okay.

What's so impactful about these parallels is that it presents the inner struggle both of these characters are having, both queer and experiencing doubts, but in different ways and for different reasons.

Will is the one who covers it all up with lies, hiding the tears in his eyes, because boys don't cry.

Mike is the one who has never cried to them, just to his soul (RUN AWAY! TURN AWAY! RUN AWAY! TURN AWAY! RUN AWAY!!!).

If you actually try to get a gage on Mike's in-focus emotions in that first scene vs. his out-of-focus emotions in that second scene, well they're not that far off from each other.

We go from Mike smiling vibrantly at Will, to him now slowly turning away to look back down at the painting, with whatever the hell emotion this is...

It's near impossible to catch because of how out-of-focus it is, but looking a lot closer, it honestly appears like Mike is feeling something akin to sadness that he's trying to mask. For a moment it even looks like he turns his head to wince emotionally, only to correct himself.

And call me crazy, but these shots also low-key parallel each other. Mike looking down trying to keep his emotions in check and failing miserably, only to look up and meet eyes with someone whose witnessing it.

With each shot before this of Jonathan observing Mike looking at Will, with him showing all the emotions Will never got to see and everything else in between, I wonder what Jon saw this time? Probably another thing he didn't expect.

Can you just try to imagine the silence in this van, accompanied by Will's muffled sobs, and then try to imagine Mike turning to look down at the painting, only to sneak a glance, and then go right back to looking at the painting, IN SILENCE, and then try to tell me how the assumption that Mike didn’t notice Will crying makes any sense, like realistically?

Yeah me and Jonathan are confused too.

Right now, Jonathan's probably wondering why Mike was acting a little fruity and repressed during the painting reveal. And that although he may have a penchant for being able to 'capture the right moment', Mike is sticking with his story (despite all the stalling and doubt). He is 100% straight!

And so maybe this is where Jonathan tries to accept what is being presented to him as the truth, despite the contradictions in front of him. It's likely that despite the way Mike looks at Will and acts around him, in ways he would have assumed coming from Nancy in s2 would've been evidence that she felt the same, it probably doesn't apply to Mike.

Maybe Jonathan's ready to accept that it's a lot more likely Will is experiencing unrequited love as a gay kid growing up in a small town, the most predictable experience a gay kid could go through, and in contrast Mike just feels too bad to let Will down easy.

Or who knows, maybe Mike could still be a little bit gay too...

But it doesn't matter anyways. Mike seems to be adamant about this and so there's really nothing else Jonathan can he do besides tell his brother he'll be there for him no matter what. And so he does just that.

But then Mike just has to surprise him one last time.

For those that don't know, the line Mike gives here in his monologue was in part pulled from Will's monologue in the van. Most don't know this because this line didn't make the final cut for the van scene, but in the official script the writers posted, what we find is an almost a direct parallel.

Which makes the reaction shots of Will and Jonathan directly after Mike says this all the more epic.

From Will's end he was probably hearing Mike say this and just thinking 'Damn. Well, that's what you get for using your feelings to inspire Mike to profess his love to El.'

But from Jonathan's end, I don't think his outside POV of these events overlapping was nearly as naive as his brothers understanding of the events. Because why the fuck would Mike need to use Will's feelings to inspire him to profess his love to El in the first place? Is this what Mike has been struggling with? Really? Why before every moment Mike takes action in this scene, is Will's hand literally pushing him into it? Why is Mike being so dramatic about saying I love you, stuttering and rambling about her being a superhero, not saying nearly as meaningful of things as what Will said in the van?

And then it hits him.

Mike is reminding him a little too much of another Wheeler right now...

Nancy Wheeler, who was afraid of what would happen if she accepted herself for who she really was, leading her to retreat back to the safety of Steve. Because Nancy liked Steve, but she didn't love Steve.

And now here is Mike Wheeler, who has went from being incredibly distant with Will after reuniting with El, something that is very unlike the Mike he knew in previous seasons, to something more himself again after they make up, with him looking at Will with adoration after hearing his words in the van, only to turn away and look heartbroken. Mike who is now struggling to simply tell El he loves her with Will right behind him literally yelling at him to do it.

And now it's like all those little moments are starting to add up to Jonathan.

Suddenly all those signs he picked up on from Will when he was younger are now blending in with moments Will shared with Mike. It was Mike who jumped in after him and his mom's speech to Will in the shed in s2, with tears in his eyes recalling the day that they met (without being asked, let alone pushed to). And it's Mike who is now looking like he's at war with himself as he attempts to give encouragement to El, just like he did with Will in s2, but this time he needs someone to push him to do it, and that person just so happens to be Will. After just finding out about Will's feelings and also while assuming El wants him to love her that way still, Mike is stuck.

I don't think it's takes a genius to consider Jonathan is capable of realizing how fucked they all are in this situation.

As much as Mike isn't ready for a sleuth of reasons, Will isn't ready either.

This provides a huge contrast between the bylers ², because while Jonathan and Nancy went through a similar experience to Will and Mike, them being ready to accept it and act on it didn't involve nearly as many factors and risks. Will and Mike also have the added barrier that is homophobia.

Will's internalized homophobia lies in part with assuming Mike could never feel the same based on some of the words he said in their last two fights, with parts being painfully reminiscent of the things his dad and bullies used to say about him. These are also words that contradict Mike's own words and actions from the previous seasons, things that did once give Will hope. The shame and guilt that comes with falling for your best friend, who you now know will never feel the same after being foolish enough to believe it not too long ago, and who might not even want to be your friend anymore upon finding out the truth, is understandable. He can't have hope like Jonathan can. It's just not the same.

Mike's internalized homophobia lies with assuming El wants him to love her, along with their relationship being expected and socially acceptable from everyone around him. Though unfortunately for her he feels abundantly more in love in the moments he shares with Will. Despite trying to make it work with El as hard as he could, because she's amazing and all any guy could hope for in a girlfriend, he can't ignore the fact that the feelings he has for these two people are different. The shame and guilt that comes with you, a boy, falling for your best friend, who is also a boy, and who is starting to show that he feels the same, all while you can't muster up the courage to break up with your girlfriend, nor can you muster up the courage to tell her that you love her, not when she's begging you, dying or even just simply at the end of a letter, is pretty understandable too. He can't have hope like Nancy can. It's just not the same.

Spoiler: They were not ready.

PS: I'm still not over the fact that they low-key confirmed these events elsewhere in the story...

#byler #st analysis #pocketgate #lettergate #i'm aware this is a hot (big brain) take #but i'm like 76% sure mike understood will in the van scene #also why mike is gonna finally be dealing with some personal business in s5...#just want to add that this makes the scene at Nina hit harder #also #mike trying and failing to tell el he loves her or break up with her at surfer boy and stalling because he just can't fucking do either?#mike's face when will pushes him to profess his love to el right in front of him???#honestly i dont think mike would've gone through with his monologue if he didn't think this is what el wanted in large part #i think he thought that if he did break up with her she wouldn't need him at all anymore #or more specifically if told her the truth she might hate him for it and just not want to be in his life in the aftermath of that #this is why he struggled so much with being honest #it was either lie and suffer but get to keep her in his life most likely or tell her the truth and potentially lose her and still suffer #it's just that now he has literally no choice but to conform and be with her all while knowing it's not what his heart truly wants #the heart not being true to himself jumpstarted the apocalypse #everyone act surprised #byler getting jonathan’d in s5 can be something so personal #no but imagine jon getting even more signals mike feels the same 😭#and he tries to talk to will about it but will just gets upset like pls stop why are you saying this?#or imagine him talking about it subtly with Nancy and her being like no way #only to see it for herself #maybe then Nancy would try to talk to Mike about how he’s feeling #idk I could genuinely see byler just getting byler’d individually #but it’s clear at this point Jonathan is extremely suspicious #honestly all I think it would take is him having intel about their previous fights #if he found out mike defended his behavior by insisting that they’re friends…#jonathan would just be like… oh shit.. the first lie…

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lttleghost · 1 year

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Broke: Jesse is a bad person

Woke: Jesse is a good person

Woker: the labels of "good person" and "bad person" don't exist in any meaningful way. Jesse does bad things but many things in his life are stacked up against him and ultimately he is kind and wants to do good

Bespoke: while the previous point is technically correct, if you are most concerned with the concept of there not being good people or bad people and feel like it is necessary to tell people who say Jesse is a "good person" that they're wrong, then you are more than likely holding some sort of bias or misunderstanding about his struggles and what he has gotten involved with in a way that is incorrect or at least inconsistent with actions that cause equal or more harm but aren't as "taboo" (since even before Walt, Jesse didn't seem to TRY and adulterate his meth with anything but chili powder even if it wasnt high purity, I think it's appropriate to bring up that alcohol has been shown to be the same or often higher than meth on harm ratings, in a few reports it is at the very top, so you should ask yourself; do you judge people who make alcohol the same way as you're proposing we judge Jesse for making meth?) Being "correct" about what type of person Jesse is in this case isn't nearly as important as the message you get across when talking about Jesse's actions in the context of his situation and life experiences. The ammount of people who say Jesse is a good person and try to actually excuse his actions are very few, but the number of people who either say he's a bad person or even people who don't think hes a bad person but insist that it's wrong to call him a good person and reinforce the ideas that tear people like Jesse down are... very many. Sadly the number of people who go as far to blame Jesse for every bad thing that happens to him and even refuses to acknowledge he was neglected growing up are significant as well. Maybe good people don't technically exist, but the vast majority of those who call Jesse one are going to say things that are infinitely more important to say than anything you might use to convince them not to call him a good person, and DEFINITELY more important than anything you might say to explain how "bad person" might be closer to an accurate of way of judging him in any way that matters outside of being fucking pedantic

#I'M SORRY THIS IS LIKE MY THIRD POST ON THIS BUT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #breaking bad #brba #jesse pinkman #jesse brba #jesse breaking bad #el camino #WILL THIS GET MORE ATTENTION IF I MAKE IT A MEME?#i feel like this is important #cause some ppl are still caught up on the pedantics #and also dont know what theyre talking about when it comes to the war on drugs stuff #WIDER PICTURE YALL #but also i wanna say that some ppls definition of 'good person' is different than the more common one #especially since that more common one is just fucking meaningless #so why even use that definition #this is my girlfriend dont touch him #meat.txt

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devotedlystrangewizard · 2 months

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when you agree to hang out with gale during the tiefling party in act 1 lae'zel says "ive no doubt hes as seductive as he is succint" but lae'zel. the whole using 300 words to express how he feels is so endearing lae'zel. lae'zel listen to me hes basically writing a book about how cool i am lae'zel

#ramblings #he doesnt have to be seductive but idk man i screenshotted several gale romance lines because my mind exploded #AND IM. AROMANTIC.#plus im always a sucker for old married couple behavior so the epilogue was basically just made for me #el getting to leave baldurs gate with someone who loves him & actually getting a family made me so grateful i eventually landed on gale #before the ps5 release i was thinking about what id do with el bc i made him like 3 weeks before launch #he was my designated gort fucker. but obviously if i wanted to play him id have to figure out what to do w him ingame #& after a TON of consideration i landed on gale #i dont remember WHY #but letting el be good after all this time and seeing just how the story ended for him because of who he romanced #bro its perfect #it suits him im still thinking about how fucking happy he becomes. in the end

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mayclair · 2 years

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the whole max and mike’s lives being foils of each other’s is so insane to me bc its like. for mike max is a representation of everything that could have happened to him if his mom left his dad earlier on (and what can still happen when you look at the way things are between them) and for max mike is a representation of everything that she could have had growing up if her mom hadn’t decided to leave her dad as fast as she did

#there is no way they don’t resent each other for it just a little bit. no fucking way sorry #mike knows max grew up with a shittier home life but still wishes his mom had the guts to do the same her mom did and left his dad bc #at the end of the day there is a little bit of bitterness towards both his parents for not making their relationship work out specifically #towards his dad bc his mom is actually involved in his life and did try to pretend that everything was normal when it wasnt which directly #ties into his desperate attempts to make his relationship with el seem normal to both of them when its not bc theyve both never been normal #they dont even know what normal really IS which also ties in to his very deep fear that the two of them will end up like his parents and so #meday he’ll become his dad and he doesn’t know which one is more terrifying so instead he blocks it all out in True Mike Wheeler FashionTM #and just keeps wishing that his mom left his dad because maybe if there was a distance between them when he was growing up maybe things wou #ldve been different maybe he wouldnt be this much like his dad #max on the other hand LOVES her dad they had one of those relationships where he wasn’t neglectful but wasn’t a great parent either but she #still loves him for trying and while her mom did try she gave up after a while while her dad didn’t. that was the real dealbreaker for max #and while after all this time she keeps saying im going to run away to cali and im going to live with my dad. but its not just the need to #see someone who cared for her the most during her early years its also the childish hope that her mom will notice that shes missing anf #come looking for her and that maybe when her parents finally meet again they can reconcile and get back together bc that is really all shes #ever wanted in her life since she was a kid and she feels bad for it bc she knows that her mom and dad’s relationship was never supposed to #last but she still wishes and wishes which is why that little bit of bitterness against mike will never fall away no matter how irrational #it is bc its like. his parents dont love each other but are still together for their kids. why couldnt my parents do the same? was i not en #ough reason for them? and this ties into her breaking up with lucas over and over again bc shes seen her parents and how they never fought #for each other and shes afraid that somewhere along the line her relationship with lucas will turn out the exact same and hell leave her so #its better to just leave now before it gets serious then later when it will hurt too much but lucas keeps coming back for her which makes #her realize that maybe it doesnt have to be like that maybe they wont be like her parents #anyway this is incoherent as fuck but shane mandej voice IVE CONNECTED THE DOTS #mike wheeler #max mayfield #stranger things

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bylersswingset · 1 month

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Guys yk how in Mikes monologue he says "i love you on your bad days"? Nuh uh.

WHY IT DOESNT APPLY TO EL:

-When they're at Rinkomainia and El hits Angela, he's all like "WHAT DID YOU DO" and then he doesn't sit next to her and comfort her (we'll get back to who he is next to).

-The day after Rinkomainia he just confronts her with everything and when she tries to tell him how she feels he just shuts it down. He also knows that she wanted to hear that he still loved her but WHYYYY couldn't he say it? It parallels Nancy and Steve in season two where Nancy can't tell Steve she loves him bc she doesn't.

WHY IT APPLIES TO WILL:

-When Will was possessed and sent demodogs to the lab, Mike was still there by his side. When he made it out he was holding Will in his arms (cuties). When everyone was trying to get Will to talk, Mike was talking to Will about the day they met. Even after all that he didn't leave Will's side. Clearly that was a bad day 💀

-In season 3 when Will was upset at Mike and he was all like "it's not my fault you dont like girls" (it is). Will pedaled away and Mike was like omg I fricked up 💀. HE DROVE ACROSS TOWN TO APOLOGIZE. WHEN DOES HE DO SMTH LIKE THAT W EL??? 🤨

-Back to Rinkomainia Will and Mike start fighting abt how Mike never tried to contact him (which actually is a miscommunication bc Mike did try to call him but the phone was busy and "Mike wont stop whining abt it"). Then they hear a scream and run to see El and Angela. Who is he next to after this happens??? WILL. HE ISNT NEXT TO HIS GF WHO WAS JUST PUBLICLY BULLIED. HES NEXT TO WILL. Even after the argument buddy still doesn't leave his side.

Anyways I'm a bit of a yapper

TL:DR- Mike doesn't love El on her bad days, but he loves Will on his.

#byler #byler endgame #bylerproof #stranger things #ST5

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vscabarca · 1 month

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immediate regret - pablo gavi

summary: gavi and you fought after a game, so you made him leave your apartment.

genre: angst, fluff

warnings: swearing

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„Can't you just shut the fuck up for once and not be so annoying? Bother someone else." Gavi yelled through the apartment, making your body flinch at his words.

„i'm just trying to help you!" You spoke in a distressed voice.

„i don't fucking need your help." He was still angry, yelling around the room without even looking at his girlfriend, throwing his hands into the air.

„Why does everything have to be a struggle with you?" You asked him in disbelief, your voice cracking mid sentence.

Barcelona lost against Real Madrid in el Clásico, the most important game of the season. Additionally to that, Gavi received his fifth yellow card, meaning he'll be suspended for the next game.

You knew how hot-headed he could become after bad games, but this was new. All you've wanted to do is make him feel better, so you tried to talk to him. The two of you had your arguments, yes, but he had never yelled at you before.

Gavi felt immediate regret in seeing you stand there almost in tears. He was quick in approaching you, trying to apologize to his girlfriend.

You backed up, feeling a familiar tightness in your throat as your vision became blurry.

Quietly, but with a firm voice you spoke to him.

„Leave my apartment." It wasn't much what came out, but enough to make Gavi widen his eyes in devastation.

„Pero nena... please, i didn't mean it like that." he argued with pity but you couldn't stand seeing him right now.

„No, i dont wan't you here tonight, not after what you've said." Your voice trembled but you still wanted him gone. Maybe that way you both could cool off a bit.

„Look, i'm sorry" Gavi wanted to embrace you in his arms, but you interrupted him.

„Just leave Gavi, i can't see you right now." Tears were streaming down your face, making it hard to breathe.

He looked at you once more with nothing but regret in his eyes and left your apartment with a huff.

In the car he scolded himself for being so reckless with you, trying to figure out why he said what he said. His temper after games often led to arguments between you two, always bickering about how gavi couldn't control his emotions very well.

You felt like time would do both good. You knew somehow you would fix this mess but didn't want to discuss this in the heat of the moment.

———

Both slept worse than usal the next days, and the guilt ate Gavi up alive. His practice suffered from your fight, his mind was often somewhere else, thinking how to apologize to you.

He spoke to Pedri, getting some helpful advice in return and made his way back to your apartment.

You were currently watching a series to distract yourself from having no contact with Gavi for the last two days.

The knock on your door made your head turn as you did not expect anyone today. You opened the door, revealing Gavi on the other side.

He looked at you with a warm, small smile. In his hands were tulips.

„Can i come in?" Gavi asked carefully, waiting for your answer.

„Yeah come in." You answered, smiling slightly too.

The truth is you missed him very much, you hated fighting with him.

As you got seated, he placed the flowers onto the coffee table.

„you know, buying me flowers won't make me forgive you pablo." You raised your eyebrows at him.

„i know that, but i saw them and still wanted to give you something in addition to my apology." he replied chuckling. „i behaved like an idiot. i should've never screamed at you, you just wanted to help me. You know what a hot-headed kid i can be and I'm very sorry i took my anger out on you amor." he continued, holding your hands in his.

You smiled up at him, realizing he meant it.

„i know it means much to you, but i just want to help you with whatever you're dealing with. You could've just told me to leave you alone and i would've given you some time." you replied sincerely.

„i'm sorry amor. i promise it won't happen again. besides i had the worst two days without you. Am i forgiven?" Gavi asked once more as he scooted closer to you.

„Mhm. i've missed you too." you answered and leaned in for a kiss.

Gavi leaned in too, placing his plump lips on yours.

„i've missed your cuddles." you said as he pulled you down to him and wrapped his strong arms around your waist.

„Then lets watch something and cuddle." Gavi placed a sweet kiss on your head and snuggled closer to you if that was even possible.

#gavi x reader #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi #gavi #fc barcelona #football x reader #barça #fermin lopez #gavi one shot #football one shot

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ganondoodle · 21 days

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you know, i had a totk thought (uh oh)

soemthign thats really bothering me about the whole "actually, ganondorf didnt like the guy appearing out of nowhere marrying a hylian and just saying yep das our kingdom now and we can mine it barren under your nose and also i got laserbeam pebbles that i totally wont ever use on anyone come join me or die just bc of all of that but mainly bc the guy brought some weird tech with him that he dont like" - thing is that ......... we see almost not a single tech thing in the past (and for that matter see nothing of the oh so perfect and peaceful paradise hyrule was before big evil desert man didnt want to join our paradise- like what is the point about making the whole point of the game be -we need to restore hyrule to this paradise it once was- when you dont even see it or get to care about anything of it)

it might sound like a weird hangup but no really, the most we see is like two servant constructs, thats it, when they 'prepare for war' im pretty sure all you see is some lightly dressed ( ... is it just me or does their whole get up look alot like native american/other indingenous people too ... i still dont know how to feel about that- kinda adjacent to some of the sonau armor, the battery one i think??, also having that look...) hylians with spears, where the heck is all that tech?? is it implied to be all down in the mines hollowing out the underground (for no real reason either bc .... theres only two sonau left and no one else seems to want use nor need the tech otherwise there should have been more traces or soemthing left of it -unless it all just magically appeared out of nowhere in mostly prime condition while all shiekah tech jsut vaporized for bs non reasons just for it to be in tha game but oh dont you see its always been there lmao- so whats the point really????)

or up in the sky as most battle constructs are and they cant get them down in time bc *gestures vaguely*

or is it intentionally kept out of view bc idk seeing an army of robots on raurus side he can send out on a whim might not make him look as oh so good and perfect as they want him to look when he already got laserbeam pebbles (most of which hes been hoarding until ONE falls into hands not under his control) ?? like it just ... feels weird?? so many battle constructs that can even be a threat to link are jsut fully functioning strolling around in the present still, why wouldnt you want to use any of them to battle gan and if they DID why wouldnt you show that (no the 3 second unicorn cutscene doesnt count bc its just .. gan and his monsters isnt it) ?? (also ... why isnt there a big like battle ground , like fine you dont have to animate an army of monsters and robots clashing but... wouldnt it be cool to have you discover a giant flat plain in the underground (that magically got put under ground like gan just decided to stroll down there to get sealed lol) and its the only mostly empty field in the game littered with thousands of monster bones and dead constructs intermingled?? just to give it all a bit of weight?? evidence that it happened?? cool ass discovery????)

(also also i cannot let go of ganondorf apparently being sooooo anti tech but then clamgan uses the shiekah stuff??? shouldnt he also be against that then or is that suddendly fine bc- oh woops sorry, forgot clamgan is actually just something, not connected to gan at all actually, i mean why else would miasma turn into malice only to turn into miasma again haha none of that is connected actually what is a calamity anyway? also im sorry to bring this up again but i just cannot let go of the ppl in the present being so obsessed with using sonau tech in every part of their life now- they just lived through an apocalypse of a barely understood strange tech but CLEARLY this other even less understood strang tech is not dangerous at all lets make CARS OUT OF IT and what theres no danger in miasma and that tech existing at the same time LIKE SOMETHING ELSE BEFORE THAT IDK SEEMS LIKE A BAD COMBO--- oh sorry forgot that ceased to exist in both the world and peoples minds for *gestures vaguely* plot reasons- why why why are monsters mining the sonanium?? they dont even work with the yiga no that is also completely disconnected we dont wanna draw and interesting connections after all- whats the point if it means nothing but to be a loot box for the player-- actually, so much of totk is just a so built around throwing you into a box of toys with no substance to it- listen i know games are kinda like toys but if it doesnt make sense and offers you nothing interesting to think about even slightly whAT IS THE POINT)

#ganondoodles talks #zelda #ganondoodles rants #totk #like not to make myself sound like a better writer ............ BUT #in my rewrite rauru does that also to suck the life out of the desert more and more to force the gerudo to be depended on their trade #to both pressure them and force them better into submission #bc of the whole plot point (in my rewrite) that rauru came from the underground with his dying people bc they discovered warnings of old #about the king of a deserts nation becoming a horrible world destryoing monster and so plotting with sonia to get gan secretly sealed #and by doing that rauru seals his own fate (rauru dies and its his stone that gets taken) like the fairytale prophecy thing making people-#-do exactly what leads to it while trying to avoid it #bc gan finds out and plots against it #-ANYWAY #when i see other people talk i need to talk again even if i make little sense

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can i ask for this Juan guy lore :v i saw his tweet when it had like 3k and thought it cant be good but i dont know anything about him. its upsetting to see 12k likes tho like why are people fighting against human fights tho

oh this is a long one, who's Juan Guarnizo, the streamer who has recently tweeted against the french union in regards of the qsmp.

juan guarnizo is a colombian streamer (who now lives in mexico with his wife). he's participated in Tortillaland, a roleplaying minecraft series, as a wizard of sorts. He then decided to create a "spin-off" series (more cinematic/pre-planned) called "El Dios de Todo" (The God of Everything, his character's catchphrase). So he partnered with Euphonia, a popular Minecraft Studio that has created games such as SquidCraft, Dedsafio, SawMinecraftGames, and more.

He announced he was looking for several roleplayers for this project, and people started complaining on twitter because some of the requirements were pretty much insane.

Some include, full availability for 6 hours a day everyday for an entire month, good quality microphone, not being able to livestream the content, just record it to be used after the proyect was released, knowing how to rhyme/rap/sing/imitate voices and animals/general voice acting talent and being able to improv. All of that for the price of 0$. The payment? The enriching experience of being part of this unpayed proyect with your favorite content creator.

Well turns out people still didn't like this idea, justifiably so, and continued to call him out on twitter. His initial response was as follows:

(Hello, I understand that you know little about the project so I'll explain it to you: The God of Everything is a series based on a story that we will tell in the most cinematic way possible, therefore it is only possible to have one pov and not 40. Participants will be able to take advantage of the series on different social media platforms but not live. How much benefit they decide to get out of it is up to each person. The 6 hours a day thing is insurance, because there will most likely be days where your participation is half an hour and that's it. Also making it clear that professionals such as voice actors who will also be in the series will be paid for their work. We are creating an experience never seen before for me, the roleplayers and the audience, whoever wants and can experience it will enjoy it very much. It is something that we are putting all our heart and desire into for those who want to see the story. Communities that are not going to see it at all, at least don't fill it with your toxicity or bad vibes.)

Basically excusing himself by "I'm doing good by allowing you to join, please don't let toxicity ruin this". Which was still off, because professional voice actors would be getting payed but somehow the rest wouldn't, weird overall. Several POVs would be recorded but only one would be able to broadcast it, Juan. "we'll pay you with exposure" ahh deal

I haven't followed him since this happened, some claim he then did pay the actors, but even if that were the case, that would've never happened if it weren't for people calling out his exploitative bs. Which is exactly what's happened with the qsmp, only this time it's not a cancellation on twitter dot com, but a whole entire french union.

What I think their fans don't understand is that this is not a mob campaign against their faves, it's about protecting the working class from the privileged who refuse to pay them correctly or sometimes never at all, granting them rights to defend themselves when cases like these arise. This goes for people who claim Juan learned from his mistake, he clearly didn't if his immediate reaction to the union was:

(It's good that they formed a union, so they all hold hands together and fuck off)

So either he's forgotten his "lesson", or he only payed them (if that even happened) because he got caught and wanted to prevent a future cancelation).

#h ache #ask h #long ass explanation #hope this adds context!

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mayearies · 8 months

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… ꒰ঌ ໒꒱

❛ I THINK ❜

miles morales

˚ʚ property of ©hiimayee ɞ˚

genre: fluff | warnings: a snowbunny (for you gwen dislikers), shade towards gwen (from rio and jeff and mayyyybe from miles a lil), maybe a little ghostflower idk?, spanish authors input: made it a series lmao translations: sabes que todavía estás conectado a tierra, ¿verdad? / you do know you’re still grounded, right? . sí mami, lo sé / yes mami, i know . te vi tratando de poner tu mano contra la de ella, no te hagas el tonto / i saw you trying to glaze your hand against hers, don't play dumb

summary: hard choice. or is it? ♬ song: I THINK by tyler, the creator

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ <- prev | next

after the whole interrogation with the guidence counceler and his parents, the arguement with his parents at the party that celebrated his father’s promotion to captain, e1610 miles dragged himself to his room with an annoyed set of mind. he had too much going on for everything to be considered alright.

he threw off his puffer jacket and sighed as he sat on his bed, his sketchbook flipping open as it flew off the bed to a drawing of, well—gwen.

he had something to confess, he couldn’t choose. he tried to but he couldn’t. ever since that day he met you, he couldn’t get you off of his mind. even if he hadn’t seen you in a minute. but then again, he missed gwen. and how she was basically the first friend he’s made since his life changed forever. in a way, she was there every step of the way.

but you, you did enough for him by just being in his line of vision. just sitting next to him in math or physics, making small talk. your voice he was lovesick for. but he felt like he couldn’t share sensitive things with you yet. like how he was spiderman, how he’s seen multiple dimensions, etc. he wanted to wait.

he furrowed his brows, sighing again as he put on his headphones and leaned back into his pillow. but it just kept coming back. an image of you and her in the same frame. he wishes one of you were here with you right now.

“miles! got a minute?”

the celebration on the roof of the morales’ apartment building could be heard from below. but if you were close enough, you could hear two teens just talking about life. which would be inturrupted by two parents. it didn’t entirely peak your interest, you were just hungry and wanted something from the bodega.

“shoot! shoot, i have to go.” “really?”

gwen gave miles a look that basically said ‘you know why, just dont make it obvious’ before turning her attention back to his parents. “yeah, i just- forgot to get my steps in! y’know, cardio woo!” “it was nice catching up, gwe- i mean gwanda.” “yeah, it was… nice to see you again.”

as she left, he held a look of sorrow. he didn’t entirely want her to leave, but he knew his parents somewhat did. the first impressions of her were not the best. y’know, the whole first name thing. he sighed over the railing with his face in his hands.

his ma stayed behind him whille his dad went somwhere else. she felt bad for pretty much embarassing him infront of her. she could tell he liked her. “i hope i didn’t ice your game, man.”

“nobody my age says that, mom.” “well, she seems like a nice girl.” “hm.” “y’know, you’re a really transparent boy.” “what does that even mean, ma?”

straightening his posture, his mom was able to fix him up a little. bruhsing dust off his jacket, straightening his shirt, fixing his hair. things a mother should do.

“it means you’re not good with hiding your feelings, miles. i can tell you gravitate heavily towards her. you wanna see her again. and i’m not saying i don’t approve of it, it’s just… seeing my little boy who was shorter than me a little over a year ago is growing up and finding his new self. something about that pains me. but i need to gt over it, as every mother has to do at some point. but promise me something.”

“mhm?” “take care of that little boy for me. wherever you go, wherever he goes, take care of him. and bring him back home safely to me. it’s all i ask of you to do. if you fail we will turn that four months into a year or two. sabes que todavía estás conectado a tierra, ¿verdad?”

miles laughed as he playfully rolled his eyes, “yes ma, i know.”

“in spanish. don’t think i forgot about that B.” “sí mami, lo sé.”

she stared at him with proud eyes, but just as he was about to leave, hs dad came back. “miles, ahem. this young lady says she’s here to see you.”

he guestured towards you, who was standing in the crowd awkwardly. you weren’t that big of a fan of big gatherings, but at least the food was good. hispanic food always tasted good when cooked right.

you gave miles a small wave as he came down and his parents followed. he looked excited to see you. “hey! what’re you doing here?”

“oh! ganke told me about your father’s promotion. i just wanted to stop by and say ‘hello’.”

rio butted in on the small conversation you and miles were having, distruping him from looking into your eyes. he liked doing that. “oh, you’re one of ganke’s friends?”

“well, more or less, ms. morales.”

she looked at you with an impressed face then eyed her husband who also had the same face. miles stood beside you and smiled awkwardly but deep down he was screaming inside.

even if not calling them by legal name was the bare minimum when meeting someone’s parents. “well, when were you gonna introduce us to her? you didn’t mention her earlier!” jeff crossed his arms. “have you enjoyed your time here so far?”

“well-” “oh, i liked the food. thank you, mr. morales. i’m not keen of public places.”

miles once overheard his mom say something along the lines of being respectful to one’s guardians makes them more attractive, and it’s how she found her now husband. like mom like son, huh?

you all taked some more, engaging in the questions that his parents asked you. he tried to block out the really embarassing ones. people were starting to depart and that also means you had to go. but miles wanted to spend more time with you.

“wait, uh- we can catch up in my room before you leave. just- wait for me down there.”

as you left, miles let out a sigh of relief. well, that relief would soon be over once his parents started talking again. “well! i think i like her more than gwanda actually.”

“daad!” “oh please, te vi tratando de poner tu mano contra la de ella, no te hagas el tonto, miles. “moom!”

well, they were right. he did fall for you harder than he did gwen. was that just second nature or? cause he felt something deep down when you showed proper respect to his parents. touching his face, he could feel it was pretty warm. he didn’t feel this way around gwen.

after the night was over, he felt content with his day. he got to see his two favorite people, technically at once. one went well and one went… somewhat well.

that night, he sat in his bed listening to his playlist and found himself starting a new sketchbook since he had filled his other one. now, that one had started with a drawing of gwen. but this one, it started with you.

˚ʚ I THINK i’m fallin’ in love-

“this time i think it’s for real.”

©hiimayee

#miles morales #miles morales x reader #miles g morales #across the spiderverse #miles morales blurbs #earth 1610 miles morales #earth 1610 miles morales x reader #earth 1610 #miles morales 1610 #1610 miles x reader #miles 1610 #gwen stacy #rio morales #jeff morales

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drewsprettygirl · 2 years

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little miss. 💋 ༉‧₊˚.

mike wheeler x fem! reader

slight! smut. we don’t get into p in v in this fic.

age pairing: 18+

small heads up, you’ll be the angela in the story. angela is y/n. this takes place in the roller rink scene, aged up. ( pls don’t interact if you’ll just shade down my fic regarding mike. i’ve seen so many mike writers getting hate over this situation. i only write for fun. )

you were eyeing this boy, beside that jane hopper. he looked so eye-catching; there was something about him that made warmth pool inside of you.

the way his hands held jane’s. you wanted that.

sure you had jake, he was a really cute guy.

but this? you had to have him. and you took the chance.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

“milkshakes? yum!”

why is y/n here. i’m supposed to be enjoying this, but she’s starting to ruin it. mike was just talking about how his milkshake was better. did she watch him?

she strutted across the floor on her skates, fixating her gaze on — mike?

“where oh where have you been hiding this handsome thing?”

y/n looked at him with soft eyes, the eyes where you would think “oh she’s such an angel” in your head. but no. she’s so much worse.

i didn’t know how to react. “uh— y/n.”

“th — this is mike. my boyfriend. “

she’s reaching her hand out to him.

“y/n. pleasure.”

her words melt like butter. she says it smoothly.

mike’s looking at her so— dreamily. i look down into my lap. why does she always have to ruin the good things.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

is this the girl el’s been talking about? she’s—pretty. like good pretty, not the kind you’d hear as a friendly compliment. she’s seriously pretty.

mike, stop.

you have a girlfriend. you have el.

she looks so dreamy.

“y/n. pleasure.”

what the fuck. she looks so— pretty. the way she talks its so smoothly. like—like i can listen to her speak all day.

“heard a lot about you, it’s really cool to finally meet one of el— jane’s friends. “

“friends?”

she’s laughing. was there something wrong with i said? what the fuck is wrong with my head today.

“yeah! super. come on friend.”

she pulls el to the roller rink. i can’t help but watch the way her hips roll every time she skates.

i feel her eyes on me, wait does she feel the same? isn’t the guy beside her a bit ago her boyfriend? she smiles at me. i feel my cheeks burning. i need a mirror.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

the local snitch and her little milkshake. hilarious, luckily her boyfriend wasn’t there to see. he’s still in the restroom. i need to see him.

“jake, i need some air. i’ll be outside.”

“okay.”

jake doesn’t seem to care, but i do. he tells me he loves me, but i dont feel the same. we’re just together for a reason. i lied when i told him that i loved him.

i walked to the restroom that mike went in and saw him, washing his face.

“are you okay? your face better be clean at this point.”

“oh— y/n! hi. whaddya doing?”

“just to wash my hands. you know, jane isn’t the person she is.”

he looks at me confused.

“what do you mean exactly..?”

“let’s just say she doesn’t need to find out. you know?”

i strut towards him, my hips swaying every so slightly and wrap my arms around his neck. i look into his eyes, they’re so pretty and doe-like.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

he has his hands on her, inside the bathroom stall. roaming around her body while kissing her passionately. she tugged on his hair, causing his head to arch back and moan softly.

“mmph..” mike started to kiss her jawline to her neck to her cleavage, sucking on it leaving pretty pinks and purples across her collar.

“y/n, you’re so pretty.”

he kisses harder on her and starts to moan softly. they were lucky nobody was in the bathroom right now, otherwise they would’ve been caught.

“you’re so gorgeous.”

a peck on her jaw.

“you’re so beautiful.”

a warm open-mouthed kiss to her cleavage.

“can i?”

he looks at her for consent. he wanted her top off her, she was clouding his head. he couldn’t think about el. it was all y/n. y/n. y/n.

“yes.”

“i don’t know how you could be so hot, miss.”

she presses a kiss on his jawline and lets off a small giggle.

he pulls her shirt off and throws it to the floor.

his eyes trail to her chest to her hips and to her stomach, admiring her.

“i don’t know how el would have friends like these..”

“el? who’s el?”

crap. i wasn’t supposed to say that. he thought.

“uh— that’s jane. just a nickname.”

“oh. okay then.”

the two kissed each other leaving a trail of saliva on their lips, and smashing their lips together again as he undoes her bra.

she moans softly against his left hand, muffling her moans as he starts to suck her right breast and fondle her left breast with the other hand.

he kisses her breasts and immediately hears someone calling his name outside the restroom door.

“shit. i hear will outside.”

“do you really have to go?”

“what if he finds us!”

“then let him be.”

she then pecks an open mouthed on his neck and looks at him with doe eyes, making him fixate his gaze on her. he noticed how long her lashes were, how her bangs framed her face properly, how her lips were such a pretty shape and how her eyes twinkled in the dim light of the restroom.

“we can’t let him see, how about this. you and me, later?”

“fine. only because it’s you. see ya.”

that was the last thing she said to him.

those words were the last thing he heard from her until his girlfriend, el, jane, whatever. smashed a roller skate on y/n’s head.

he didn’t know that right after that session with you, that el asked you to say sorry. he had caught a glimpse of el thrown into the ground, but he thought it was all jokes.

blood was trickling on her face, she looked devastated. he was devastated. not because of the plans they were about to have tonight, because of el. he didn’t understand why she would do something like that. was there something that he missed? he thought you guys were friends.

“oh—oh my god..”

“holy shit el. what did you do.”

oh, if only he knew what you did to el.

if only el knew what you did to him.

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler smut #mike wheeler fluff #mike wheeler angst #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler stranger things #mike wheeler stranger things 4 #hellfire club #stranger things x reader #stranger things smut #finn wolfhard #finn wolfhard x reader #finn wolfhard smut

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the-record · 26 days

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MARCH.

SUMMARY: even after all that time, she still sees him in everything that she does.

PAIRING: ellie williams x gn!reader

WARNINGS: angsty :((

A/N: new lizzy mcalpine came out and this is what yall get! havent wrote angst in a minute so dont tell me if it sucks!

TRYNA FIND THE LESSON IN IT ALL, BUT I HAVEN’T LEARNED ANYTHING

it’s eerily silent as you walk in at the end of the day.

normally you both head to joels for dinner, a vinyl plays while he cooks, ellie bothering him the whole time. or tommy and joel talking about anything and everything on the couch. ellie learning a new song.

but it’s different now.

the kitchen is empty, a lone bowl on the counter near the sink. the couch ellie begged him dor is empty, but the ghost of him is in the dip on the far side, a pillow propped up neatly. ellie doesn’t say a word, doesn’t make a sound. she’s a lot quieter.

she’s in bed still, staring at the ceiling, mouthing something you can’t decipher. when you sit beside her and run a hand through her hair she tries a smile. it falls flat, not the same.

ellie finds a kind of comfort in the quiet, your fingers gently untangling the knots in her hair. she can’t stand the idea of his music without him, but a tune he hummed constantly is stuck in her head.

you whisper about your day when she asks. tell her the chores you did, about what you’ll have to eat tonight. she hums when need be, content to just listen to your voice fill the room.

ellie goes to joel’s the next day.

the new place is good, though not really new now you’ve been here so long.

ellie likes the sheep, a sweet reminder. she takes good care of them and you. she puts on a vinyl every morning while you eat breakfast. she perfects the songs joel taught her.

she tries her best to understand why, take a lesson out of it. makes the best of a bad situation. she doesn’t tell you whats in her head.

she doesn’t tell you that she sees him out the window talking to the sheep, gone with a blink. she doesn’t say that she can hear his voice mix with yours when you sing while cleaning. she doesn’t say that she feels like time has gone backwards, making her younger instead of older.

ellie watches in silence as you harmonize while doing the dishes, a small dance as you go. its dorky, her staring and you, but she loves it.

her mind is more peaceful than it used to be, he doesn’t haunt her daydreams the same way. ellie finds herself behind you, hands winding around your waist and falling flat against your stomach. she hums as she presses sweet kisses in your neck when you go quiet.

“keep singing,” she says. “i love listening.” and so you do. she grabs a tea-towel and finds her way next to you and dries the clean dishes.

she’s paused, admiring you, when his hum fills her mind. she can almost see him pouring a drink while you chat, the song just background noise.

“els,” she snaps back to reality. you question her, ask if she’s okay.

its too quiet when you wake. ellie’s usual heavy breathing not there to lull you back to sleep. ellie not there at all beside you in bed. it knocks the wind out of you as you move out of bed and down the stairs.

a bag is on the counter in front of her, packed. the jacket around her shoulders is his. the floorboards creaking stops her in her spot. hearing your shaky sigh turns her around, her face sullen and eyes tired.

your hands shake as you move to her, a watery smile and shaking hands grabbing her face. you move into her space, pulling her tightly into a hug. she’s slow to reciprocate, but her hold is tighter than yours when she does. hands rub small circles on your lower back.

she knows what you wanna ask before you do. “i need to go alone.” you’re still, breath stopping for a moment, but you nod.

you breathe her in before pulling back, your hand finds her face again. her eyes slip close as you press your lips to the corner of her mouth.

ellie can’t look back when she leaves.

#! kates babes !#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x you #ellie x reader #ellie williams tlou #🌿 older 🌿

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cloudycleric · 7 months

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tl;dr for my bi vs gay mike truthers video

basically, summarized, through my own research ive concluded... mike wheeler is....

unlabeled!!

i don't think the whole bi vs gay mike truthers thing needs to be a thing. like i dont get why it was ever as controversial as it was. you can very much interpret the first few seasons of stranger things through the lens that mike wheeler did in fact have a crush on el. or, you can support the theory that neither of them had a crush on each other, but mike felt a sort of comp-het impulse to have a crush on el. whichever theory you support is fine.

but, (if you believe this) just because mike never had a crush on el doesn't mean he can't be bisexual, mike could very well be gay as well & only experience attraction to men, but honestly, who cares! i don't think we need to force a label onto mike if the show doesn't want to give him one (yet, if they do in s5, i will update this).

being a bi mike truther doesn't erase mike's obvious queerness, & being a gay mike truther doesn't make you biphobic. it's just not how it works. at the end of the day, mike wheeler is queer in some way shape or form whether he chooses to identify as gay, bisexual, unlabeled, or whatever the fuck he wants.

i'm learning different styles of literary theory & criticism in my english classes right now, & i think something that they said in the class about criticism & theory about writing (& various forms of media, it doesn't just have to apply to writing) is that criticism & theory helps us see stories & interpret things in an infinite number of ways, & i think that's really nice. the only problem is when people start declaring their theories as true.

i've fallen into this, i'm sure a lot of bylers have, into the over analysis train. as much as i love theorizing about byler, looking at the cinematography & writing & editing & lighting & whatever, at the end of the day, we're all just theorizing based on the evidence that is presented to us. just because a light shines on will doesn't necessarily mean that mike sees him as his sunshine & true love, but we can definitely theorize that that's what it means! & after byler is confirmed canon in s5, (or god forbid it's not), we can finally have a resting answer to our theories. but again, a story is a story, you can still have theories about it even if the show is over.

it's your choice whether or not you want bi/gay mike truthers to interact with your page, it's your social media experience & you should be able to tailor it to how you see fit. the only thing i get upset about is the fighting over it. i just think the whole super heated debate about it is a bit silly.

anyway, that's my two cents. this was longer than what i thought it was gonna be & honestly more comprehensive than the video, so. i hope this makes sense. if you're a gay mike truther, you're valid. if you're a bi mike truther, you're valid. if you're an unlabeled mike truther, your valid. if you're using your analysis & theories as facts & as justification to be mean to others over the internet, you are in fact NOT valid.

#byler #stranger things #mike wheeler #bi mike truther #gay mike truther #bi mike wheeler #gay mike wheeler #byler analysis

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qbts · 10 months

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CUCURUCHO THEORY TIME

so i’ve been thinking about cellbit’s theory about cucurucho not understanding human emotions/feelings and i came to the conclusion that he really doesn’t.

last livestream cellbit went back to the federation office with fit and after investigating for a while, cucurucho showed up and said “what are you doing? i haven’t assign you a new mission yet”

cellbit tried to give him excuses of why he was there. all the excuses where pretty bad ones like “i came looking for the stuff i left on my office” and especially “im looking for the bathroom”.

cucurucho doesnt seem to get mad at him or want to punish him for being there without his permission even after finding fit hiding on HIS office.

my theory is that cucurucho also doesn’t understand the concept of “betrayal”, he believes cellbit’s AWFUL excuses because he doesnt understand what they are. he simply thinks because cellbit signed a contract he CAN’T and WONT break the contract.

the only concept he gets it is that contracts are unbreakable and eternal, maybe for him that was enough for them to trust cellbit. i dont think cucurucho knows that someone can betray you even if they signed something saying they wouldn’t do it

or maybe he never really experienced someone going against the federation after signing their oath.

if the federation is like cucurucho and they believe cellbit is still working for them, it makes for them to send cellbit on a mission to help jaiden. (thats only if they were the ones who sent cellbit on the mission)

“interesting performance” maybe for them, cellbit is making exactly what he told them he would: lie to his friends/family and pretend to hate the federation to get information for them

and that’s exactly what cellbit did when he got all the books. (i dont really think they were the ones who gave cellbit the mission but theres a tiny possibility that they did)

pt-br trad:

HORA DA TEORIA DO CUCURUCHO

então, estive pensando sobre a teoria de cellbit sobre cucurucho não entender as emoções/sentimentos humanas e cheguei à conclusão de que ele realmente não entende.

na última live cellbit voltou ao escritório da federação com o fit e depois de investigar por um tempo, cucurucho apareceu e disse "o que você está fazendo? ainda não lhe atribuí uma nova missão"

cellbit deu desculpas do porque de estar lá. todas as desculpas eram bem ruins como "vim procurar as coisas que deixei no meu escritório" e principalmente "estou procurando o banheiro".

cucurucho não parece ficar bravo com ele ou querer puni-lo por estar lá sem sua permissão, mesmo depois de se ver fit escondido em seu escritório.

minha teoria é que o cucurucho também não entende o conceito de "traição", ele acredita nas desculpas HORRÍVEIS do cellbit porque não entende o que elas são.

ele simplesmente pensa que porque o cellbit assinou um contrato, ele NÃO PODE e NÃO VAI quebrar ele.

o único conceito que ele entende é que contratos são inquebráveis e eternos, talvez para ele isso fosse o suficiente para que a federação confiasse no cellbit.

acho que o cucurucho não sabe que é possível alguém pode te trair mesmo depois de ter assinado alguma coisa dizendo que não faria isso

ou talvez ele nunca tenha presenciado alguém indo contra a federação depois de assinar o juramento.

se a federação é como cucurucho, eles acreditam que cellbit ainda está trabalhando para eles, então faz sentido que eles enviem cellbit em uma missão para ajudar a jaiden. (isso se foram eles mesmo que enviaram cellbit na missão)

"desempenho interessante" talvez para eles, cellbit está fazendo exatamente o que ele disse que faria: mentir para seus amigos/família e fingir que odeia a federação para obter informações para eles

e foi exatamente isso que o cellbit fez quando conseguiu pegar todos as livros. (eu realmente não acho que foram eles que deram a missão pro cellbit, mas tem uma pequena possibilidade de ter sido)

#qsmp theory #qsmp cucurucho #qsmp cellbit #qsmp #mine

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Request: Condom breaks and gets lost in y/n while reader and elvis are having sex. They both freak out. Elvis doesn’t know what to do so he goes to Charlie (or if you want someone else) for advice. Y/n is embarrassed that Charlie (and now probably all of the Memphis mafia) knows as she is shy and doesn’t like that sort of information known by anyone other than elvis and herself.

You can decide how elvis gets it out and how much Charlie plays a role. Reader doesn’t get pregnant from this incident

hehehe, you know i'll always do anything once. I do apologise though, this is kinda rushed and short and I felt the second hand embarrassment as I was writing it lmao. but here you go, pls forgive me. I feel like this is 50's Elvis too.

Warnings: a little smut 18+ (minors dni) clit slapping. scratching? condom comes off? accidental creampie. Elvis goes 'fishing.' I didn't proof read soz, so there is 100% things that dont make sense

"Right there, Huh, baby?" Elvis grunted as Y/n cried out, his hips snapping up into her and hitting her sweet spot with every thrust, her nails digging into his bicep in a sweet sting, leaving half moons into his soft skin before her hands went down to Elvis's expensive bed sheets. "So, so good, Daddy!" Y/n exclaimed, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy as she threw her head back as his thrusts became impossibly harder.

Y/n was staying over at Graceland for the weekend, Elvis pretty much begging her too, not wanting to be alone after he had come back from the Hayride tour, and it took a lot of convincing to get her too, but she finally caved. But when y/n began teasing him at the kitchen table at dinner, he just about threw her over his shoulder, carrying her upstairs and throwing her on the bed.

"You like it rough, little girl?" Elvis panted, his hand slapping her clit and causing her to yelp, back arching up and the new sudden contact. When she didn't respond, he slapped her clit once more, growling an "Answer me." "Yes! Yes, El-Daddy!" Y/n whimpered, her hands trembling as she tried to grab onto him again, her fingers weakly scratching down his arms as she began to flutter around him, about to reach her high, Elvis not too far behind. "You are never to tease me like that again."

Y/n nodded, unable to form words as her orgasm hit, too far gone to feel the warmth of his release inside her as he rested his forehead on her chest, heaving through his orgasm as he shot deep into her without realizing it. When he rolled off her and pulled out of her, her attention was suddenly onto the feeling of him dripping out of her. Y/n snapped her head to look at him as he panted, staring up at the roof with a soft smile on his face.

Her eyes went down to his bare cock, expecting to see it still covered with the condom he had rolled onto himself before they fucked. "Elvis, did you take off the condom?" Y/n slightly gasped, wondering if he had quickly slipped it off while he rolled off her. "No, why?" He breathed out, turning his head to look at her with brows furrowed. "Shit! Oh, no." Y/n cried out, sitting up and ruffling through the blankets as Elvis came to the realization of what had happened. "Where is it?" Elvis asked her, panic lacing his voice.

"I don't know, Elvis!" Y/n snapped, fear in her eyes. "What if it's in me? You have to help me." Y/n pulled at her hair, Elvis's face paling, his eyes frantically looking at her. "H-How?" Elvis squeaked, as he slowly backed away from her. "You have l-long fingers, you have to r-reach i-i-nside me." Y/n stuttered, Elvis's eyes widening as he stood up off the bed, reaching for his dressing down. "Elvis! Don't you dare!" Y/n warned through gritted teeth as he threw on the robe, running for the door in fear as y/n called out his name.

Elvis ran down the stairs in a panic, his fingers running through his hair. He knew he should've stayed with her and helped, but fear took over his body and a million thoughts ran through his head. Pregnancy, the condom being stuck in her, the fact he came in her, he felt his chest heave as he paced the living room. "What's got you causing a breeze?" He heard a voice pipe in, Elvis snapping his body around.

Charlie was leaning against the wall, a drink in his hand as he stared at Elvis, a brow cocked. "I-Uh, uhm." Elvis wasn't sure if he should tell one of his best friends what had just happened, Elvis looking around and seeing it was just Charlie and no one else. "C'mon, you can tell me, man. You look like you just seen a ghost." Charlie chuckled at Elvis's state.

"The condom came off inside of her and I don't know what to do." Elvis answered quickly, chewing on his fingernails nervously as Charlie's brows shot up in shock, Elvis shifting his weight from one foot to the other, anxiously waiting for an answer. Charlie let out a loud laugh in shock, catching the attention of some of the other guys, Elvis giving Charlie a warning look as he continued to laugh loudly. "What are you laughing about?" Jerry spoke, walking up to them as pink flushed Elvis's cheeks. "You wouldn't believe, a condom is stuck in y/n right now!" Charlie exclaimed, Elvis rushing over to Charlie, covering his mouth with his hands.

"Seriously?' Jerry gasped, Elvis glaring at him, almost daring him to laugh. "Dude, you need to go up there and help her. What are you doing down here?" Jerry scolded as Elvis let go of Charlie, who started laughing again, Jerry punching his arm. Elvis rushed back upstairs and into his room, but he didn't see y/n. He called out for her as he shut the door.

"In the bathroom!" He heard her voice call from his bathroom. He opened the door and saw y/n with her leg up on the sink, her fingers in her as she tried to feel around. "Baby, I'm sorry, I just freak-" "Don't worry about it, just help me get it out." Y/n grumbled, trying to adjust her balance. "This is so fucking embarrassing." She whined, her pleading eyes staring at him.

"J-just let me know if I'm h-hurting you." He spoke, y/n nodding in response as Elvis took a deep breath, pushing two fingers in her. It took his a moment, but he eventually felt the rubber material, hooking it around his index finger as she hissed, he froze for a moment before he slowly pulled it out of her. When it was out, they both let out a sigh of relief, washing their hands.

"I think I got most of you out of me." Y/n cleared her throat, staring at the floor as she made her way back into his room, starting to get dressed, wanting to get a drink of juice from the kitchen. Elvis stood in front of her as she tried to get past him, she couldn't look at him. Not after what just happened, her cheeks were pink and she was squirming in her spot.

"Next time, we wont go so rough, huh, doll?" Elvis chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. He knew she was uncomfortable with the situation, y/n giggling slightly. "How did you not feel it come off?" Y/n laughed, slightly smacking his chest, Elvis giving her a shrug.

Elvis and y/n walked downstairs, hand in hand, making their way to the kitchen, y/n pouring them glasses of juice as she leaned on the counter, letting out a soft yawn. They heard a commotion in the living room, getting both of their attention. As they walked into the room, the boys began laughing at them.

"Did you get it out?" Red cackled, Charlie throwing his head back in laughter, the only one not laughing was Jerry, knowing how embarrassed y/n must be, her cheeks flushed as she glared up at Elvis. "Did you tell them?" Y/n spoke through clenched teeth as Elvis looked away from her in guilt.

"I-I-I only asked Charlie for advice, I swear, Honey!" Elvis stuttered, trying to explain and defend himself. "Baby, the last person you ask for advice is Charlie!" Y/n huffed as Charlie cackled harder, y/n hiding her face in her hands as Elvis wrapped his arm around her.

"Shut it, all of you! At least I fucked her good, something you boys can't do!" Elvis grumbled, the boys trying to hold in their laugh, y/n rolling her eyes at Elvis.

#elvis presley #devilsflowerr #devilsflowerr masterlist #elvis the king #burning love #elvis presley fanfiction #elvis presley smut #elvis presley imagines

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kissingrhi · 1 year

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oh shit bro!!! ok! ahh if you have time and you would like to, would you have anything at all in the realm of hurt/comfort for lalo and/or nacho? ngl im down in the pits and ur writing is like a grilled cheese sandwhich on a cold rainy day, its amazing.

idk, maybe the reader is kind of going through it mentally and hella withdraws from everyone which causes conflict bc ahhh cartel work or something (idk man i dont deal drugs) and so The Boys go and check up on u bc "dude did you die or something?" (bc cartel stuff yknow?) and YOURE like "no i didnt die im just vibing bro but the vibes are tainted and gross" and theyre like "cool lets fix that." yknow? idk man the world is your oyster, i trust you. go nuts. but only if you would like to and have the time, i dont wanna pressure you to do anything homie :,) i hope u have a good day.

by far the cutest ask i have ever been sent. i'm sobbing. ily. and i am a WHORE. for hurt/comfort. you just get me!

cw: this gets kind of heavy at parts! maybe releasing something subconsciously with this man idfk. some of talk of depression, anxiety, stuff of that nature. enjoy!!

you legitimately wanted to disappear. forever.

your brain was constantly scrambled, erratic, and loud. you thought of everything and remembered nothing 99.9% of the time. what you did remember was nothing short of miserable reminders of what got you to where you were. who you were. what you'd done.

the shaking of your desperate hands and shuttered breathing of your lungs were nothing compared to the mind-numbing, seemingly endless spew of unfortunate findings in the barren wasteland that was your brain.

you hadn't come into work in 3 days. it had been 3 days since you'd step foot onto the tiled floor of el michoacáno. 3 days since you'd showered. 3 days since you'd moved, besides the awkward shifting during the freezing cold in the middle of the night, when you attempted to sleep. you were miserable, and the worst part was you couldn't decipher why.

it had also been 3 days since you'd checked your phone. oblivious to the countless amount of mixed calls from some of the only contacts you had: nacho and lalo. when you finally made it to reaching your phone, shoved in the drawer of your nightstand, your eyes widened. you ruined something again.

the texts varied from

L: ¿dónde diablos estás?

N: lalo me está molestando.

N: hate to say it, but i miss you

L: come back pls

you felt terrible, throwing your phone back to its place with a groan, hiding under the covers like you could escape the tenderness of missing your coworkers. more specifically, your friends.

all you could try to focus on was the gentle beating of your heart, remembering the time that nacho calmed you down the first time you had a panic attack in front of him after nearly dying. his hands were ice cold against your hot cheeks, pulling the hands that were hopelessly wiping away the streaming tears all the way down to your chest.

"el corazón. no cesará. no te dejaré tampoco."

you can still recall the pattern of his slow heart that you heard while you cried against his chest.

you weren't sure how long it was until you felt a change in the air. minutes, hours, days? time was moving irrationally slow and fast all at once. you were still blankly lying against your bed, buried under your blankets. nacho felt like he was at your wake.

you were zoned out, eyes only focusing when the two men you were worried about had seemingly teleported in front of your bed. instead of dropping a sarcastic, self-deprecating joke (like you usually do), you merely turned to the other side with a dramatic sigh.

a pair of rough fingers jumped in front of your line of vision, snapping rambunctiously.

"hey, hey! what the hell, mi amigo!?" his tone was dripping with comedy. "you have no right to ignore either of us. we've been so good to you."

you knew it was lalo quickly, thanks to the delicious grandiose of his gravely voice.

you finally turned around, hearing your bones crack as you pushed yourself up to lay against your bedpost. nacho and lalo drank in your disheveled state, agitation on their faces quietly fading into a look you knew all too well: concern. you glimpsed down at nacho's hand, rubbing his thumb over something he was obviously nervous about before shoving it in his pocket.

"i-" you started, blood suddenly running cold at the what you thought to be shameful eyes staring right at you. for some reason, a lump that had been building for what felt like years finally exploded in the back of your throat, a quick tear that you attempted to wipe away slipping down your cheek, going to push away nacho's anxious hand that reached for your back.

"what? you what?" lalo's posture had completely changed, eyes softening.

the tears were flowing fearlessly now, your eyes still dim and lifeless. you seemed to be fading away, in real time. it was melancholy.

"i am not-" you swallowed, putting a hand to your heart subconsciously.

"i am not ignoring you guys." you said firmly, staring lalo right in the eyes with your stoic, but unconvincing gaze.

the two exchanged looks at each other, nacho biting the inside of his cheek, lalo scratching the back of his neck. they had no idea what to do. they killed people for a living! even if you three weren't the most fond of each other at times, you obviously cared about each other.

"i'm just adjusting. i've got a lot going on. needed some rest." you explained, pressing your fingers together so hard that when you pulled them apart, the skin eased open slowly.

"haha." you were unconvincing, and unrelenting in how much you swore that everything was just fine.

lalo was already strutting his way into the kitchen, starting on something he knew you'd like: chicken noodle soup. when you went to scold him for barging in your home, he just pressed a gentle kiss on your head, making your eyes widen because that is so unlike him.

while lalo got to work in the kitchen, nacho cautiously sat at the end of your bed. when you went to talk, still tearful and messy, nacho politely put a hand up.

"you don't have to explain yourself all the time, you know?" he asked, genuine curiosity brewing in his deep eyes.

"i mean, especially not to me or him." he nodded towards the kitchen, past your doorway. "do you see how we have spent our lives?" he asked, pressing a tickling finger into your side, grinning ear to ear when you smiled the tiniest bit.

"listen. i know how it feels." he started, eyes searching around the floor to try and put what he wanted to say politely, into terms he knew wouldn't blossom into spouts of dangerous overthinking in your unpleasantly fragile mind. he looked just about as sad as you.

"i know what it feels like to have no one understand." he finally looked up at you, hands gently pressing into your shoulders. his eyes were almost watering. maybe you were hallucinating.

you started to cry more, and his frown grew.

"please, please do not cry." he started.

"estás muy cerca de romperme el corazón." was said under his breath. mumbled like an unforgivable sin at the altar.

while his hands wiped away at your tears, he just silently told you, "we care about you. we all care about each other. we have to."

his touches that were so comfortable against your tense body led you to your bathtub, and before you knew it he was sitting on the edge of your toilet and rubbing body wash against your spine. his grimace grew at your sorrowful, hunched figure.

"please do not cry." was uttered again, like you crying would shatter his world just as much as yours.

as soon as you were dressed in fresh clothes, and your messy hair was neatly pulled away from your face, nacho brought you back to your newly cleaned bed.

you felt like your only lifeline was his warmth surrounding what felt like the arctic that you had embedded yourself in.

lalo invited himself back in, pressing a beautiful tray of chicken noodle soup onto your lap, wrapping a blanket around your shoulders with an airy sense of comedy (he pretended like the job was a massive issue to him, groaning each time he had to move, watching you deeply to see you laugh).

you just stared up at both of them, like you had never experienced this kind of care before.

if you were being honest with yourself, you definitely hadn't.

"well?" lalo started, looking right back at you. "eat." he said, almost in a way that a mother does to their child. he scolded you, but in the way that you know had the purest and most loving intentions.

when you did, you noticed the sharp, grainy pain in your throat was instantly washed away. you couldn't stop. your nutrient-deprived body scarfed down the meal, chugging the glass of water he added on the side.

"thank you guys." was all you said, looking away with a gentle smile on your face.

"are you kidding me? of course!" lalo laughed. "you just need to come coddle me every time i get sick. deal?" he asked, rubbing your head.

after hours of hugs and distracting conversations, the pair decided you were well enough to leave for the night.

"get lots of rest, okay? don't need you to lose any focus at work." lalo pointed a demanding finger at you, chest raised like he was the king of the world. "be safe."

you nodded, your head leaning into your pillow with a grin. nacho situated himself in front of you once more, reaching into his pocket. he made his way out while you read the tiny slip of battered paper.

you noticed a gorgeous blue, dried flower pressed against the right edge. in his messy handwriting you could dechiper:

"el corazón. no cesará. no te dejaré tampoco."

#um hello #im so proud of this #sobbing #angst #hurt/comfort #better call saul x reader #nacho varga #nacho varga x reader #lalo salamanca #lalo salamanca x reader #better call saul #this made me cry

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