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donutloverxo · 3 years

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The donut series - Part 8

Note - Idk wtf this is... Lol! Hopefully I can complete this series before the year ends. Just 2 or 3 more parts now.

Thank you so so much to @firefly-graphics for the cute dividers💖💖

Summary - You move into the tower with Steve.

Warnings - 18+ only please, smut (m/f), soft dom Steve, daddy kink, captain kink, praise kink, orgasm denial, spanking, punishments, Steve is pushy and possessive, some angst, (lemme know if I missed any)

Pairing - Steve Rogers x reader

Word count - 5.2k

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“What do you think you’re doing?!” You jerked when you heard Steve’s voice calling out to you, dropping your lipstick on your lap, your heart hammering in your chest.

You stared at his reflection in the dressing mirror. “God, Steve,” looking over your shoulder you glared at him, “Don’t you think you shouldn’t be sneaking up on me? Especially after everything that happened.”

His face immediately soften, muttering an apology to you, “But you’re not going out today.” He said in a tone that left no room for negotiation.

But you weren’t one of his agents or one to be bossed around. “And you get to tell me what to do, because?” folding your arms over your chest and mimicking his stance.

“Sweetheart, come on, don’t argue with me. It’s still dangerous for you out there.”

“What do you mean? I thought you arrested those guys. Who else would be after me?” you frowned.

He takes two long strides, standing before you and taking your hand in his “Clint has been interrogating them all night. They’ll crack soon enough and give up who they’re working for but we need to be careful till then.”

You sighed, “How long do you think it will be?”

“I don’t know, doll. Hopefully not too long.”

“Well, I can’t just stay locked up forever. Besides a locked door isn’t going to stop Hydra, I mean it didn’t the first time. So really what difference does it make if I’m in college or at home?”

“About that,” he rubbed the back of his neck, “how would you feel about moving into the Avengers tower?”

“What?” you blinked. You had heard of the Avengers living and working from the Avengers/Stark tower. It shouldn’t come as a surprise to you that Steve would possibly live there as well, but for some reason it did. “For how long?”

“Uh, we can give it a try and see how it goes?” he hesitated. He should’ve asked you to move there as soon as you told him you felt unsafe. The whole incident could’ve easily been avoided.

“I mean I wouldn’t mind living there, I think,” you shrugged, “it’s you I’m worried about.”

“What do you mean?” he tilted his head to the side, like a cute little puppy.

You got up from the chair, looping your hands over his neck and playing with the little hair on the nape of his neck, “You’re so cute and clueless, baby,” you cooed.

He huffed at that, puffing out his chest to show you how ‘macho' he is. Completely capable of protecting his girl from big bad guys no matter what.

“I just felt the tower is so unlike you. It’s so...”

Modern--was the word you were looking for, but that seemed too on the nose so you tried to think of a better adjective. You had only ever been to the tower a few times. The first was to make a delivery, when you met Steve for the first time, and then a few times at parties and little get-togethers. It was strange to think that you were part of the Avengers inner circle now, especially if you’re going to be living with them.

“So what?” he wanted to know.

“Just so not you, Stevie. I can’t imagine you living there.”

“We should’ve moved long ago. As soon as you told me about the stalker. I should’ve taken it more seriously.”

“Hey,” you traced his sharp cheekbone, “it’s not your fault. It’s nobody’s fault. Except the ones who did the kidnapping,” you scrunched up your nose, “they’ll get what’s coming to them though, right?”

“Of course, they’ll never hurt you or anyone else ever again,” he promised, kissing the inside of your wrist.

You kept looking at your watch. A gift from your mum for your high school graduation. It had a vintage feel to it, the thin leather strap making your hand look to delicate, Steve had always said that he liked it the best. He always did like you looking small compared to him.

The elevator dinged, “Exactly four minutes.”

“Hm?” he asked, lacing his fingers with yours as he walked towards ‘his' apartment. Or the apartment that was supposed to be his.

Tony had offered him boarding there when the tower was reconstructed months ago. He thought about it but eventually said no upon seeing just how big the apartment was.

Hell he had a whole floor to himself, which was too extravagant for him. He was used to taking only what he needed, if that.

More than that though...

You caught him looking at you, sparing him a sweet smile that crinkled your sparkling eyes.

More than that he didn’t want to live in such a large space all alone.

He would never share that with anyone, they’d laugh at Captain America being too scared of being alone. When he had the love and adoration of the whole world, a second chance at life and everything one could need to be happy.

But he still couldn’t bear the deafening silence of his lonely apartment. He’d get home from work, switch on the television so he’d have something to talk about with his colleagues, sip on a beer. It didn’t necessarily get him drunk or even taste all that great but it made him feel normal.

He never had to think about being alone in a strange new world all that much since he was often too busy. But he absolutely would not have an entire floor to himself. He’d surely go crazy.

“Four minutes for the elevator to get up here from the ground floor. It’s so high,” you marvelled at the view the floor to ceiling windows gave you.

“Yeah. They really should put some music there. They used to, back in my day,” he shared.

He wasn’t afraid of talking about his past with you. You never made fun of him for it, but instead listened intently and nodded. At most you’d tease him a bit... but he kinda liked that.

He punched in the code to his apartment, telling it to you, “Your birthday,” he winked, “it’s changed every twenty-hour hours.”

“That seems a bit excessive. This place is like a fortress, I doubt anybody could break in.”

He held the door open for you as you entered. Surprised to find the apartment already furnished.

“How did they manage to do all this so soon?” you wondered. Running your hands on the leather of the couch in the middle of the living.

The dark couch went well with the hardwood floors. A tall bookshelf to the side, it felt almost like a study, your fears of it being too modern and minimalistic for Steve’s taste were null, too masculine for your taste though. It seemed a lot like Steve’s old apartment. “Needs a woman’s touch.”

“You can decorate it however you like,” he said, hugging you from behind, he propped his chin up on your head.

“I don’t know... I don’t have any experience decorating apartments...” your voice small, scared of not being able to live up to his expectations. “Certainly wouldn’t do as good a job as you did,” your back leaned into his front.

“I didn’t decorate this, honey,” he chuckled. “Tony hired an interior designer. A few months ago but I didn’t want to live here then. We can ask him to call her again and then you can talk to her.”

“No, I don’t want to cause trouble. And it’s not like we’re living here for long,” you shrugged.

“What do you mean?” his voice stiff and although you couldn’t look at him you just knew he was frowning.

“Isn’t it a bit too soon to move in together?”

“But we were already living together.”

You sighed, “Yeah, but making renovations seems too... permanent?”

“You don’t want us to be permanent?”

You turned around, your heart aching at even the thought of hurting him, “That’s not what I meant, love... Isn’t it weird to live where you work?”

“It’s better this way. I can get home to you sooner,” he argued.

“Well, I suppose that’s true.”

“Are you having second thoughts about us?” he asked.

You immediately shook your head, “It’s a bit intimidating, but nope, no second thoughts.”

“That’s good then.”

You often dreamt all things Steve ever since you started dating him. Marrying him, even having a little boy wearing a mini Captain America suit for Halloween who looked eerily similar to Steve. You called him James after Steve’s late friend, you hadn’t told him about that though.

This morning you were dreaming of being whisked away in Italy, having your wedding to him by lake Como. You were wearing a traditional forties style gown, much like the one your grandma wore at your wedding.

Scrunching your nose as you were pulled from your beautiful dream when you felt something wet on your cheek. Rubbing it away with your palm, you moaned.

“Wake up, sleeping beauty,” Steve cooed, peppering kisses all over your face. Knowing that to be the best way to calm you before you snapped at him for waking you up so early.

You opened your eyes, rubbing your sleep away, “It’s still dark... I thought we agreed I’m doing school online,” you turned away from him, nuzzling your face into your pillow. “What time is it?”

“It’s five.”

“Pm?”

He snorted, “No. AM.”

“Oh my god, Steve!” you groaned, “What is wrong with you? That’s like...the middle of the night. Let me sleep in peace.”

“We have to train you. Come on I’ll teach you some self defense moves, it’ll be fun.”

“I doubt any amount of training will make me capable of fighting off hydra...”

“That doesn’t mean you can’t try,” he interrupted you, “I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“Maybe in the evening.”

“Morning is the best time to do it. Come on, it’ll be fun! Besides, we always do your thing.”

He did often let you pick the movie or drag him shopping so he could hold your bags and pay for your stuff. You knew he liked to work out and would like to have you do it with him. The only problem was--you literally couldn’t think of anything worse to do.

“Square your shoulders, honey,” he instructed as you followed, seeing an opening to punch him in his stomach, and because you were mad about being woken up at literally the crack of dawn you took it.

He managed to dodge it, obviously. And even had the nerve to be cocky about it as he smirked at you. “You’re so small, puppy,” he teased, patting your head.

You huffed, being almost a foot shorter than him. “Whatever.”

And then you recalled all the times you had wrestled your cousin, who was much bigger than you, when you were kids. Remembering a move that often worked on him.

You launched towards Steve, holding onto his midsection and trying to tackle him to the ground.

“Urgh!” you groaned but he refused to move even an inch.

Eventually you did give up, if only so you could stop embarrassing yourself. Helping, or rather just standing to the side and watching Steve as he punched the shit out of a bag.

“Go, Steve!” you cheered. Rubbing your thighs together at the sight of him all sweaty and of his bulging muscles. “You should bring me down here more often,” you sighed dreamily.

“Will do,” he smirked, pulling the velcro of his gloves, “Come on, it’s time to do some crunches, I’ll spot you.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No, please,” you tried to run away, even though you knew it’d be of no use, but he effectively caught you and made you lie down on the mat. Giving you a goal of two sets of twenty frigging crunches.

“I hate you,” you grumbled. Willing yourself to pull your upper body up despite the slight pain in your side, moving up as Steve pecked your lips. To give you an ‘incentive’.

“Stop lying, I know you love me,” he smiled.

Lying back on the mat after your first set, on the verge of giving up but Steve kept insisting that you go on.

You looked down at him. His skin barely had a sheen of sweet, blond strands kissing his forehead. He still had an amber glow to his skin even as you got closer to the winter months.

“You’re staring, sweetheart,” he reminded you.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t help myself.” Often getting lost in his beauty.

You smirked as you got a wicked idea, putting your legs over his, straddling his hips, “Have you ever wanted to do something in public?” you asked, as he simply stared up at you, completely dumbfounded. Rolling your hips against his, “I have, it’ll be fun and thrilling.”

“I... No,” he blinked, shaking his head, “We shouldn’t,” but even as he said it, he held onto your sides, pulling you closer to him. You giggled as you felt his hard cock pressing against your thigh.

“Oh my god, guys, come on.”

You yelped, holding onto Steve’s shoulders to keep from falling, looking to your side to see where the voice came from.

“We could come back if you want...” Natasha said. She didn’t look fazed by it at all, unlike her friend.

“No, we are not coming back! This is not what you use the gym for, Rogers.”

You looked at Steve, who was as red as a tomato, “Sorry,” he got up, helping you up as well, standing behind you to cover up his erection, he introduced you to his friend, “This is Sam.”

“Nice to meet you,” Sam gave you a nervous smile.

“We should get going,” Steve said, pushing you towards the exit. “That’s a sneaky way to get out of training,” he whispered in your ear as you walked back to the elevator, “It won’t work again,” pinching you butt, making you squeal.

“We’ll see.”

You hummed as you looked at your side of the closet, which was as big as your old living room, it looked as if you didn’t really have enough stuff to fill it out. You looked over at Steve’s side, even more empty... and “So boring,” you whispered under your breath.

“Right?” Tony nodded, as if agreeing with you.

Why he was there in the first place you didn’t know. You didn’t invite him, neither did Steve, he had said he just wanted to see how well you both were fitting in. With Steve gone for the most part of the past couple of days you were on your own to unpack everything.

Tony said he’d help you... but you had a feeling he was just snooping.

“What a grandfather sense of fashion he has,” he looked at your poor Steve’s shirts in disgust.

You took offense to that. “If anyone can pull it off, he can,” you huffed. Nobody insults your man.

“Really?” he quirked a brunette brow, “I don’t think so. I mean... I could probably. I can pull off anything,” he boosted.

“I mean, you could try them on if you like, but they’re probably too big for you,” you taunted him in mock sympathy.

“Ouch, guess I deserve that,” he said as he went through the box you had stuffed your make up in.

“What are you even looking for?” you pulled it away from him, glaring at him, “Don’t you have a company to run or a world to save?”

“Hey, Steve was the one who asked me to keep you company,” he held his hands up.

“Really?”

“Well, he asked Nat, which is basically the same as asking me. So I volunteered. He wasn’t happy about that though,” you smacked his hand away when he tried to pry into another box.

“Why would you volunteer?” Steve may have good intentions but having the billionaire hovering over you was only making you irritated.

“... to hang out I guess,” he confessed when he couldn’t really think of anything else to say.

You giggled, “If you wanted to be my friend you could’ve just said so!”

“No... no,” he shook his head, “I didn’t say anything about wanting to be friends.”

He was just curious about you. To figure out what Caps taste is. And to maybe get some hot goss about him. Not that being friends with you sounds like the end of the world, you certainly weren’t as insufferable as Cap.

“What would you like to do, fren?” you fluttered your lashes at him.

“Aren’t you supposed to be packing?”

“I’m bored of being cooped up. Lets do something fun!”

Steve smiled, a wide cheeky one, as he thought of all the things he could do with you and spend the remainder of his day with you. His stomach doing somersaults in giddiness.

“I could get used to this,” he said to himself before calling out for you. The thought of coming home to you everyday, so domestic and romantic. His smile dropping as he looked for you in the bedroom, the boxes sat scattered and unopened. All over the room.

He knew you were in the apartment before he even heard your voice, his super senses alerting him, “Oh, Steve!” you perked up. Giggling as you put your shopping bags down. “So, I might’ve made an oopsie.”

Plumping down on the fluffy bed, large enough to fit two Steve’s and still have room for you, taking off your real Louboutins. Since Steve gave you his card, you decided you wanted to treat yourself to them. But they were equally as uncomfortable as the fake ones.

“What?” he quirked a brow, his hands on his hips as he despondently shook his head.

“Well, Tony pointed out that your wardrobe is kinda...” you thought of a adjective that wouldn’t be offensive, biting your lip as you went through your vocabulary, “Old-ish?” when he didn’t reply you kept going, “and I might’ve maxed out your card... Tony offered to pay! But it didn’t feel right,” you jutted your bottom lip out, pushing your titts up together in an attempt to look cute.

“You went out? When I specifically asked you not to?” a rage simmering in his voice--which you didn’t quite like. Because who the fuck was he to talk to you like that?

“I had Iron Man with me. I think I was okay. You’re being annoying,” you rolled your eyes.

“Am I?” his hands now folded over his chest.

And you’d be frustrated with him acting as if he was your dad, sure you called him daddy but that didn’t give him the right to have authority over you while you weren’t naked, if he didn’t look so fucking good. With the veins propping on his forearms, light blond hair littered over it, his watch strapped on his wide wrist. You only stared him down in response.

“It would’ve been better if you had went alone instead. Tony is nothing but trouble,” he scoffed.

“I thought you wanted me to make friends with your team,” you countered.

“Are my clothes too embarrassing for you? Am I too old for you?” he tried to keep his voice from wavering, to hide some of his vulnerability, but he couldn’t, not to you anyway. “Is that why you didn’t tell your family about me?”

You gaped at him. That was the reason you hadn’t told your mom. She’d point out the obvious reasons, as she had just like you expected, him being from the forties would just make things harder for you both.

“I - ” you started but then stopped, “I like your clothes as they are. If you don’t like what I got you then we can return them. I just wanted to do something nice for you,” getting up and then walking towards him, kissing his jaw and stroking his arms to calm him, “you never think about yourself, I wanted to do that for you.”

“I wish that was true, doll,” he replied gravely. His lips pressed in a thin line as he looked at your sweet face, “But you have to apologize. For not following my orders.”

You snorted, taking a step back, “For the last time--you cannot order me around. I don’t care that you think you know what’s best.”

“Really? I’ve been working my ass off on trying to find the guys that did this to you and you are just hell bent on making my life harder,” he let out a dry chuckled, “say your sorry.”

“Make me.”

You regretted the words as soon as they came out of you, before you knew it he had you hauled over his lap, ready to spank an apology out of you.

“Ah!” you yelped at the unceremonious blow.

You did like it when he spanked you, you truly didn’t know why, but it made your pussy quiver. And honestly he didn’t do it enough. Only doing it once when you were late and weren’t able to call him.

Slapping your covered bottom a second time before stopping when he heard you moan, slipping a palm under your dress, being purposely slow to draw it out for you, to torture you in his own way, he pushed your panties aside, swirling your juices around your lips.

“You’re fucking enjoying this,” he growled.

You whimpered when he rolled your bundle of nerves between his fingers, nodding your head, already feeling yourself tethering on the edge.

“That’s too bad... I’ll have to be more creative,” he said as he withdrew his hand, making you writhe in his hold.

You looked at him over your shoulder, wiggling your butt to try to entice him before huffing when he simply stared at you, stoic as ever, “You’re no fair!”

“I’m doing this to be fair, sweetheart. I don’t enjoy it anymore than you do.”

A blatant, clear-cut, shameless lie. You both knew it. He loved thinking of ways to ‘punish' and executing them.

“What are you doing?” you asked as he placed you over his lap, your back to his broad front, his fingers working on the zipper of your dress. Pushing the sleeves down your shoulders.

“I’m going to fuck you till you admit that you’re sorry,” since he had no patience for insolence, placing a dubiously sweet and innocent kiss to your cheek.

“In your dreams,” you retorted but then shivered in his arms you let him roll your panties down your thick thighs, lifting up your hips to help him out, leaving you completely bare against him.

You bashfully rubbed your face against his button up, you felt his heart beating steadily, as his hands shamelessly explored your body. Grabbing and kneading at your breasts and hips, tracing the stretch marks on your thighs.

“Aren’t you gonna take your clothes off too?” you made yourself small.

You weren’t afraid of being so vulnerable before him, you had gotten used to it because you trusted him enough to not be intimidated by his perfect physique, but right now your whole body felt hot as you just wanted to cover up and give yourself some sort of modesty. Even if your desires and yearning for him was anything but modest.

“No, honey,” he answered, his fingers parting your weeping lips as he looked down to get a glance of it over your shoulders. Licking his lips at the sight of it, “Such a pretty pussy, doll. And all mine,” he rasped as he prodded at your hole with his middle finger before pushing it in, “Isn’t it?”

“Yes,” you nodded, trying to roll your hips over the erection pressing into your back.

He stilled your movements by holding onto your hips, warning you to stop, “Forever?” he urged.

“Yes, forever, god, just do something!” you wailed. Because whatever he was doing was not enough to satisfy you.

He hummed in thought, “I’m not a young guy. I prefer to take my time,” he pushed another finger in, stretching you out by viscously scissoring your cunt, all the while kissing your hair and your face.

He wasn’t someone who took only what he needed.

He didn’t need you.

Although it often seem to him as if you were like air--impossible to live without. He didn’t need you to live.

But he wanted you. More than anything else in the whole world.

He knew he shouldn’t keep you. Only being with you for a few months and he had almost gotten you killed but there was no way he could help himself.

“I’m selfish,” he whispered to you, pausing his ministrations to ruin your climax, “I’m selfish with you. I’m not as good as everyone makes me out to be,” he confessed. He didn’t know if it was right to do so, but he didn’t want to even consider the other option of letting you go.

“I figured out long ago that you weren’t all that good and boring,” you cried as he stopped again. Your hand holding onto his wrist as your sensitive cunt gushing juices of arousal all over your brand new sheets. “But I’m good, aren’t I, daddy?” you whispered, sultrily. “You can make me come--I’m always good to you. I promise I’ll suck you off after.”

“No.”

Tears welled up in your eyes at his rejection, he had never done that to you. To deny you so easily and bluntly. You thought he was the one person in this whole world who would do anything for you, you could ask for the moon and he’d probably try to give it to you.

Was he really that mad at you?

Your bottom lip quivering as tears welled up in your eyes, “You’re so mean,” you accused, loudly sniffing as you felt a tear drop down your cheek.

He blinked, his fingers stopping their assault on your swollen pussy as he took in your words. You could stomp all over his heart, even shoot him, do anything you want to him, he’d forgive you for it but he absolutely could not bear to see you cry.

“No, pup,” he cooed, gently removing his fingers as you whined, he kissed your forehead as he hushed you, “it’s okay, you’re okay, shush,” one hand under your neck and circling another under your knees, cradling your naked body close to his chest like a babe, he rocked you back and forth in an effort to sooth you.

“I’m sorry I was mean,” he whispered into your hair.

“You broke your pinky promise,” you held onto his neck. You were angry with him and at the situation but your body craved the comfort his gave you. “I can’t trust you now.”

His heart ached at that, “Don’t say that,” he furrowed his brows, kissing you all over your face, “I didn’t yell, puppy.”

“But you got mad,” you puffed your cheeks.

“I didn’t promise to not get mad. That’s a bit unrealistic...”

“No, you promised--no yelling, curing or meanness. Not calling me your 'good girl' or letting me come is mean! And cruel,” you reminded him, whimpering into his chest.

“Right, right. I’m sorry, that’s my fault then. I got a bit carried away... I thought you liked that you know?”

You hummed. You did like it when Steve was a bit rough, but you always knew he loved you with all his heart because you could see it in his eyes. The way he’d praise you for being so good for him, calling you his one and only, that he could never love anyone as much as he loves you.

But when he didn’t say that to you, when he refused to call you good, your soft heart couldn’t take the rejection.

“I do... but...” you hid your face in his neck.

“But what?” he urged you.

“But I also like knowing that you love me,” you spoke against his prickly stubble.

“Of course I love you. I’m sorry I made you think I didn’t, even for a second. You’re my sweet girl, forever and always,” he promised, rocking you some more, until your breathing becomes normal and steady again.

“You’re my daddy forever too,” you giggled, “or Captain, whatever you prefer.”

“If I had to pick I’d say Steve,” he told you. While it was nice to have you call him sweet name, nobody really uses his given name anymore. To have you call him that in your sweet girly voice, reminding him that he could be just Steve with you, was exhilarating.

“Okie, Stevie then.”

“Right, how about I draw you a bath? Afterwards we can go over the things you got me,” he perked up.

“You don’t have to wear them if you’re not comfortable.”

“I know, pup, but I want to. I want to get with the times. Can’t have anyone making fun of you for dating an old man,” he teased, swaying you some more.

“Hm, but...”

“But what?”

“I... um... still wanna come, so bad,” you whispered softly, rubbing your thighs together. “Will you make me come, Stevie?”

“Yes,” he replied immediately, “how would you like me to?”

“I wanna come around you,” you stated as heat rushed to your cheeks. “And I am sorry. I probably should’ve told you before going with Tony.”

“I know you’ve been cooped up, honey. I’m going to take a few days off so we can do whatever you like,” he said, working on unbuckling his belt, “But before that, I need to take care of my sweet girl, just like she does for me.”

Your hands feebly pulling at his button up, he took your queue and rid himself of it, along with his undershirt as your hands explored the expanse of his broad chest.

Pulling his length out, he manoeuvred your body till you over him, “Guide me in, sweetheart,” he instructed as you whimpered.

Grabbing the base of his cock, coating your slick in his pre ejaculate, you slowly sunk down on him. Not being able to fit all of him in, because he was as thick as a can of pringles, and oh so long.

You looked at him, too anxious to disappoint him, “Can’t fit it all in,” you whined.

“It’s okay, doll,” he stroked your back. “We’ll make it fit some other day,” he pecked your lips, lying on his back and pulling you down with him he snaked a hand between your bodies, working your clit up with his hand till he felt you convulsing and clenching around his length, gripping him so tight as you squirmed in his hold.

Whispering sweet nothings to you as you calmed down from your high. You wanted to do something for him too, to make him come, so you grinded your hips over his, shivering at the sick squelching sounds your joined sexes made.

But he stopped you by gripping your hips, “How about you just keep me warm for now?” he asked.

You hummed, “It’ll be hard...” to have him just stay inside you, and you knew he could stay hard for hours if he wanted to, and for you to not be able to do anything about it...

“I know it will be. But you’re my good girl, you can do that for me, right?” he tipped your chin up to make you look at him.

“Yes, Stevie,” you agreed.

Laying your head back on his chest, muttering a ‘sorry' whenever you accidentally clenched around him and following his orders like a good girl would.

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flashflashhundredyarddash · 3 years

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okay so my opinions on batman vs. robin

- really enjoyed it! the dollmaker part at the beginning was actually super creepy

- again, really enjoyed dami in this one

- the primary character conflict in this is the lack of trust bruce has in damian, and bruce's uhh admittedly not being very affectionate/always very harsh does not help his relationship with damian

- this conflict between them pushes damian to bond more with The Villain, talon. both have daddy issues etc.

- also bman's girlfriend was the head owl?? so??? and we never see bruce like address it or deal with it so what was the point of that. i guess it was bcus once she saw dami she realized bruce was bman bcus dami wasn't public yet but like. weird

- dick got his ass impaled MULTIPLE times. like BRO are you good???

- alfred with a shotgun and batman in a mech suit. nice.

- between batman and alfred with a shotgun im taking alfred sorry not sorry

- also batman is straight up killing talons which is... weird considering the sentience of talons isn't like. quite clear. they could be sentient which makes bruce a. murderer.

- OH also the fights looked cool

- so the ending damian leaves his dad to go to that school in the himalayas i think? damian essentially says he's been told all his life to either kill (ra's, talia, talon) or not kill because its wrong (bruce), but he doesn't know for himself what he thinks, which is the crux of his issues with killing or not killing. I would like to note damian did not kill this whole movie, every time he chose not to BUT WHATEVER BRUCE

- so, damian decides he needs to leave to figure out what he truly believes. bruce doesn't argue which is... interesting. I think bruce thinks he doesn't really have what damian needs to become hmm. emotionally healthy/stable? Bruce truly believes damian needs to leave to find his own sense of morality/identity.

- So, Damian is a very capable 10 year old. Not very many things threaten him. But idk if id be cool letting my ten year old son run off lmao. but i guess if dami's going to the himalayan school it's fine?? maybe??? i kind of get what the writers were going for but i think it should have been more clear that dami conveyed to bruce he was going to the himalayan school and then coming right back, and bruce being like yep understood. their convo they had wasn't super clear.

- i guess their relationship progressed a little because damian expressed the crux of his issues (that being a lack of personal identity), and bruce being willing to trust damian by letting him make that decision and learn from others instead of just regurgitating his non killing stance.

- like, societies in general hold very different views on killing (murder, self-defense, state-sanctioned killing, etc.), so bruce really can't just go NO KILLING and expect a 10 year old assassin who has ALREADY killed to just fall in line. especially in a society that occasionally is fine with killing. idk. damian's got to find his own way.

- lastly, dick's necklace. fashion icon.

#batman vs. robin #batman #dcamu #dc #damian wayne #bruce wayne #dick grayson #nightwing #the burd squawks

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lothioriien · 4 years

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richie tozier and his zoomer teen: headcanons

A/N: I tried keeping this as gender neutral as possible, but idk it’s a lil implied that the kid’s a girl. i’m trying to learn how to write gender neutral stuff :”)

By teenager, I mean around 16-17! High school age!!

Enjoy!

Sometime in the early 2000s, famous comedian Richard Tozier went to a party and came home with a woman.

oh yeah they deffo got it on that night

But that was a one night stand kind of thing, and Richie didn’t have any contact with her until about a year later.

He got up the couch one early evening to the ringing of his doorbell, and found a basket and a bag filled with baby food, diapers, and clothes perched on his doorstep

And in the basket? A small child, an apology note from the mother, and a birth certificate with his name listed as the father.

Oh boy did his life completely change after that.

It was him and the child, against the world.

but let’s skip the details on him struggling to take care of an infant first and move on a bit to when the kid’s older.

You, of course, are the baby that was left on his doorstep, and Richie tried to be the best father he could be despite his touring career as a comedian.

He’d bring you to the shows, even if you didn’t understand a thing that went on, though eventually when you’d help him write some material when you were older.

Constantly touring with him as a kid meant you were homeschooled. But that didn’t stop you from having a social life. You’d be friends with a lot of his fellow comedians, and John Mulaney was your ultimate favorite friend of his.

you just loved the very tall and gangly twelve year old looking man named uncle john.

Your academic life though was not too bad. You’re pretty intelligent, but when it came to maths, oh boy.

As a kid, you’d ask Richie constantly about math. He’d hate the school curriculum you had because math was different back when he was younger. He’d always help you, but it was mostly the internet just teaching you both.

You’d introduce him to vines (through iconic vine compilation videos), but mostly because he was so confused with this new language you were speaking.

Eventually he’d say some vines back to you and it’d come off so weird cause he’s a 40 year old white dad. You love him, nonetheless, and appreciate the effort

A lot of your instagram stories or snapchat stories are you filming him as you sing “You are my dad! You’re my dad! Boogie woogie woogie!”

He found it cute at first, where he would smile at you hiding behind your phone and hug you after cause dang he loves his kid so much and would die for you

then later, he’s evidently so annoyed because you do it constantly. As in he takes off his glasses, puts his head in his hands and just sighs so loudly.

When tiktok became the new vine, you were on the app every single day, making it a goal of yours to become tiktok famous.

You’d force your dad to do tiktoks with you

“I love my daddy. he is my superhero”

“Famous relative check!”

BUT THE PERFECT AUDIO

“Don’t look at me like that.” “YOU’RE MY DAD. BOOGIEWOOGIEWOOGIE!”

Gaining some clout because he is a pretty famous comedian 👀

Saying “ok boomer” to him when he’d annoy you

But then he’d clap back by being like “What the fuck Y/N. I was born in 1976, i’m not that old.”

“Yeah but sometimes you think like a boomer.”

“Ok, zoomer.”

“Dad. No. Get out.”

He’s really chill with you swearing. You definitely got that habit from him.

“What the actual fuck, Richard.”

“At least have the fucking decency to call me dad, Y/N.”

He got you into video games at a young age. Every time there was a new console or a new interesting game out, you’d both be up early to go out and get the said console/game.

And in each game you’d play, there would be hilarious commentary.

it’s basically that video with bill hader playing god of war with conan but imagine that and a zoomer’s feral energy combined.

He also got you into becoming a cinephile. Though unlike him, you read the books before watching the movie.

Marathoning a bunch of tv series together and you can never watch any new episode without him. Friday nights were reserved especially for it.

Richie can’t fucking cook for the life of him. Growing up, it was always take out, pizza, instant noodles, or mac and cheese.

He tried learning how to cook, he really did. But it was just so bad that eventually you’d learn how to do it. Then you’d try to teach him how too.

But did he get better as a cook?? Not really.

He once accidentaly set almost the whole kitchen on fire when he tried making pasta when you were 15.

“DAD, YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO PUT WATER IN THE POT FOR PASTA.”

“HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT? I JUST WANTED TO DO SOMETHING SPECIAL FOR YOU!”

“I APPRECIATE THE GESTURE BUT PLEASE DON’T EVER TRY TO COOK AGAIN.”

The following morning, he got up and learned how to make pancakes with sausages, bacon, and eggs.

It was damn good, and by far the best thing he ever made.

So his pancakes became a regular thing.

On casual dinner nights at home, he’d let you have a drink with him and be drinking buddies. He taught you how to drink and be safe with drinks (cause we stan a protective father amirite)

Speaking of protective father, he’d be so picky and open about the people you’d date

“Really Y/N? That person? They’re fucking trash and you know it. You deserve better, sweetie.”

“But dad. They’re hot.”

“That’s still a no from me, kiddo.”

Having the most random, yet somehow meaningful conversations with Richie, yet roasting him at the same time.

“Y/N, do you think I would be classified as a papi by people.”

“No. You still wear hawaiian shirts over a t-shirt. You’re too tacky for that. You’re a papa, not a papi.”

But somehow, you also adopt his fashion style?

Cause hawaiian shirts are pretty cool? Very John Deacon ala 80s aesthetic?

And then he roasts you back from the time you called him tacky.

“Respect the drip, Richard.”

Even though you always poke fun at each other, you guys are actually so open with each other and just talk about anything and everything.

Oh no when you first got your period, he was panicking and nearly bought the entire aisle of pads and tampons because he was so clueless

Meeting the Losers Club was exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time. You didn’t know what to expect of them or what they’d expect from you.

You clung to your dad the whole time, watching him reunite with his childhood friends. Each one of them had a look of surprise and confusion the moment they laid their eyes on you.

They found you to be like a mini-me of Richie, as both of you were clad in printed/hawaiian shirts and glasses.

“Jeez, Richie. Why’d you decide to bring a fucking clone of yourself?” asked Eddie.

“That’s my kid, you dumbass! Eddie, this is Y/N.”

“No shit, you have a kid! You got married, dipshit?”

“No, uh, it’s just them and me.”

You decided to butt in jokingly, “Joe was in the picture for a while too,”

“Joe? Who the fuck is Joe?” The minute Eddie asked this, Richie knew what was coming next.

“Joe mama.” Thus receving a high five from your father and a groan from Eddie.

at first, everyone else would not believe Richie ‘Trashmouth’ Tozier had his very own kid, but the minute you started to get comfortable and joke around, it really clicked for them.

“There’s no doubt they’re Richie’s kid. Look at them! They’re basically a carbon copy of him!” Eddie would have exclaimed.

You‘re very liberal and open-minded, supporting the LGBT+ community and such, but you didn’t really know Richie’s stance on it.

Perhaps it was because he’d been surpressing his feelings for a specific boy from his childhood for almost his entire life, and he didn’t really talk about that topic so much.

But when you saw the chemistry between your dad and Uncle Eds, you sensed a little something there on both ends.

always saying a specific vine under your breath when you see them “two bros, chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cause they’re not gay” (thank you to for this hc)

OKAY UNCLE EDS LIVES IN THIS AND HE’S DEFFO A BIG PART OF YOUR LIFE AFTER ONE SPECIAL TRIP TO DERRY, MAINE.

You’d say the vine so much, Richie eventually heard it and pulled you aside.

“Y/N, I- how did you know?”

“Know what dad?”

It took a little while for him to come up with the proper words to say. How was he gonna break this to you?

“Y/N..honey, I’ve had feelings for your Uncle Eds ever since we were kids. I-i don’t know, it really scared me as a kid to feel that way so I never talked about it. I guess what I’m trying to say is, kiddo, I’m gay.”

“Huh? I thought you were American?”

the man was basically on the verge of tears. He was so tense, he almost forgot to breathe. But the moment you hugged him and told him that it’s okay, that you love him so much, and that you’re so proud of him, he wrapped you in the biggest bear hug and cried. You cried too.

A/N: Imma end it here for now :)

So sorry it took forever!! I hope you enjoyed!!

Let me know if you want a part 2! 🤪

#richie tozier #bill hader #richie tozier x zoomer reader #richie tozier headcanons #richie tozier x reader #bill hader imagine #finn wolfhard #it #it movie #it 2017 #it chapter two #richie tozier imagine #eddie kaspbrak #eddie kaspbrak imagine #reddie #reddie imagine #reddie headcanons #james ransone

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youfuckingdonut · 3 years

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I was tagged by @neonponders 💕 glad to know my username is doing as intended

1. why did you choose your url?

If you know Gordon Ramsay, then you know his habit of screaming “YOU FUCKIN’ DONUT” when a professional chef makes a rookie mistake in his kitchen. I started saying it at little things that I mess up and it would make me laugh whenever I made a mistake instead of feeling bad about it.

Also, when I get a Tumblr notification, it looks like Tumblr is calling me a fucking donut - which is objectively hysterical.

2. any side-blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them.

I have one side blog on this site, @youfuckingfudgenutter which I started when I started sharing content that I was making. Idk I guess I just want a specific space for that stuff that wasn’t my main.

3. how long have you been on Tumblr?

Oof, like 8 years I think? Had to do the math on that one.

4. do you have a queue tag?

Nah, mainly cause I only vaguely know what that it is and I haven’t got the patience to organize my blog in any way shape or form.

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

I’ve always loved stories - books, tv shows, movies. I’ve always gotten really invested in the things that I love and Tumblr was a place where people weren’t only like me - but they wanted to talk about it too.

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

It captures my overall vibe, but is ambiguous enough that I can post whatever I want whenever and people just go with it.

7. why did you choose your header?

Two reasons - it matches my icon and it conveys my deep love/hate relationship with the angst tag.

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

My top post is the one going around again of Harringrove, the one that the This Billy With This Steve Game is based on here

9. how many mutuals do you have?

26, across both of my blogs.

10. how many followers do you have?

On this blog, 65.

11. how many people do you follow?

175.

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

My whole life is a shitpost. (But for real, of course I have.)

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

Define ‘use’ - you know what? We’re just gonna acknowledge that I use Tumblr nearly everyday and move on.

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won?

No? If someone’s trying to start something, it’s usually because they are problematic in some way - even if they don’t understand that. Which is what blocking is for. My energy is for me and what I love, not other people and what they hate.

15. how do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?

I’ll do it if I agree with the message, but also my brain kinda goes fuzzy whenever anyone tells me to do anything - so it’s about 50/50. Except those weird bad luck ones or something, I’ll fight whatever cucuy comes in the night before you catch me spreading that nonsense.

16. do you like tag games?

I don't play them a lot, but they can be a lot of fun. Though that stance may have to do with the recent game @lovebillyhargrove reached out about starting, which I have just loved 💕

17. do you like ask games?

Never really played them, but maybe I should! Would definitely be open to it, so if anyone wants to introduce me to some...

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

Uh, I don’t know? I have no sense of scale for that kinda thing.

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

Not at the moment, no.

20. tags?

(If you want to) @laneygthememequeen, @lovebillyhargrove

#tag game #youfuckingdonut #20 questions

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angrylizardjacket · 4 years

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the band with no name {Douglas Booth} 2

A/N: 1654 words. A bit shorter, but we’re getting into things now. idk how i feel about it, please give me feedback.

[PART 1]

Flop of The Month, your band, has an instagram account with exactly two posts on it, and Douglas feels like both and idiot, and a creepy stalker, for the amount of time he spends flicking through the two photos without actually liking them, for fear of you realising who he was.

Colson, however, seemed to have no such reservations.

“Look, I’m on their story,” Colson’s grinning from ear to ear as the cast and crew break for lunch the Monday after they’d seen your band play, showing Douglas his phone, and your band’s instagram story. It showed their notifications, highlighting how Colson had liked both photos and followed them, and had the caption ‘how’d the rap devil find us?’ and ‘not complaining tho’.

“Bloody hell,” is all Douglas can bring himself to say, wearing a half-smile as they made their way to the costume department to get changed before lunch. It had been a low effort day, just jeans and t-shirts, but it was always safer to not eat in costume. Hair and makeup could stay and be touched up however.

Your band’s page had begun the day with 217 followers, and ended it with over a thousand. There wasn’t a link to your personal page, and so all he can do is scroll through your Facebook while waiting for Colson to be ready to go.

Y/N: weird question Y/N: also, hi Y/N: but yeh, weird question Y/N: was your friend last night mgk?

Douglas takes a moment to compose his thoughts before typing out his response.

Douglas: hi back Douglas: and yes.

There’s a few minutes of silence, and Douglas can feel his scalp itching beneath his wig, just a little, but he tries to ignore it.

Y/N: cool. Y/N: well it was nice meeting you guys!! Y/N: looking forward to seeing if ur band is real btw Douglas: probably wont be for a while Y/N: im happy to wait Y/N: if u want me there that is Douglas: if we ever actually play a gig, you’ll be the first to know

You send a blushing smiling emoji back, and Douglas finds himself strangely pleased.

“Is that her?” Colson asks, eyes shining as he pulled on his leather jacket; with his wig and makeup, he still absolutely looked the part. Douglas quickly slipped his phone in his pocket, knowing that a faint blush dusted his cheeks despite his best efforts. As he waffled his way through an affirmation, Colson’s smile just grew wider.

“I still don’t understand why you were being so vague; she probably would have jumped you there and then if she knew you were part of the Motley Crue movie, man.”

“Yeah,” Douglas said, his discomfort mounting at the insinuation, “that’s the problem, dude; first of all, I don’t know if she like the band themselves, or just the music, and if she does like the band,” he paused, shrugging a little, quietly embarrassed, “what if she likes them better than me?”

“They’re all married,” Colson says, like it immediately solves everything.

“Man, you know that’s not the issue,” Douglas sighed, but it’s clear he wasn’t done, and Colson just waited, eyebrows raised, “you know, girls who are like... like... how did you say it the other week? When that girl from Instagram was in your DMs every other minute?”

“Clout chasing,” Colson nodded sagely, suddenly understanding all too clearly his co-star’s apparent fears, “well she doesn’t know who you are yet.”

“Exactly,” Douglas exclaimed, glad the craft services tent was finally in view, feeling himself grow hungrier by the moment, “and I think I wanna keep it that way, just for now.”

“Better pray she doesn’t watch Jupiter Ascending,” Colson snorts, just as Douglas punches him in the arm.

The next day, he messages you first, sends a photo of himself and the rest of the band out of costume, but holding their instruments, all wearing heels to help make it easier to wear them around set.

Douglas: the band says hi Y/N: shit, you guys have instruments and everything Y/N: getting less sketchy by the minute

You follow it up with a winking emoji, and a photo of yourself, out in the sunshine, dressed impeccably, makeup dark and sharp, holding a stack of posters beside your head, advertising your band’s next gig; this Saturday.

Douglas: are you inviting me? Y/N: only if you’re saying yes

Your confident coyness amuses him, despite the way the shoes are pinching his toes, and he tells you he’ll be there.

The next day, you send a link to a band name generator, but more interestingly, you send it right around the time he’s getting his makeup done, early in the morning.

Douglas: early start? Y/N: my shop won’t open itself Douglas: your shop? Y/N: mini mall tattoo parlor hahaha

“She owns a tattoo parlor?” Daniel asks, reading over Douglas’s shoulder between takes, “you’d better make your move or Colson’s gonna go for her.”

“Go for who?” Colson himself calls across set where his makeup’s being touched up.

“You weren’t meant to hear that!” Daniel shouts back, though he’s grinning, and adds, “Y/N. She owns a tattoo parlor.”

“Really, shit man, Doug she’s cool as hell,” Colson muses, before snorting, addressing Daniel, “gimme some credit, I’m letting the man shoot his shot; he’s my bro, not my competition.”

“Thanks man,” with the slightest smile, Douglas puts his phone away as the scene is reset around them, and Colson joins him in the middle of the living room set.

“I expect free tattoos, however,” he says with a faux seriousness, “because if you like her, like really like her, I’m gonna wingman the shit out of you.”

“Seriously?”

“Absolutely, man,” he claps Douglas on the shoulder with a surprisingly sincere expression.

It’s Colson who suggests, the following day, sending a video of Douglas playing the bass, asking if you had any pointers. They’re at band rehearsals again, blasting through their repertoire, when they get to Take Me To The Top, and as the song dies down, Colson makes the suggestion.

“Why are you filming it?” Iwan asks, and Colson’s smile is all teeth where he’s holding Douglas’s phone, answering before Douglas has the opportunity.

“Tryna help impress that punk chick from the band last weekend.”

“You’re actually talking to her?” Iwan asks with a bright, almost incredulous smile, “after everything that happened? She must really like you.” He muses, and Douglas feels his soul leaving this mortal plane.

“Smart move; asking for advice from her, lets her know you think she’s talented, and, well, you know,” Daniel shrugs, wiggling his fingers with a casual air. Douglas frowns, but Colson’s nodding.

“Exactly what I was thinking,” he agrees, and finally Douglas clues in. Dexterous fingers.

“Don’t be gross, guys,” he sighs, already regretting letting Colson help at all, “just take the damn video.”

It only takes thirty seconds for you to respond in All Caps.

Y/N: ARE YOU IN A MOTLEY CRUE COVER BAND

“I’m fucked,” Douglas mutters under his breath, staring wide-eyed at the message.

Y/N: you play so well dude just relax your stance and shoulders Y/N: fkn love take me to the top Y/N: seriously a motley cover band??? Y/N: you just instantly got 100x cooler

“Okay, maybe I’m not fucked,” he concedes after a moment, quietly breathing a sigh of relief.

Y/N: now i have to see u guys play!! Y/N: if that’s alright of course

“Nah, you’re definitely a little bit fucked,” Daniel offers over his shoulder, and Douglas pushes his face away.

“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” Douglas grumbles, and Daniel shrugs bemusedly.

“At least she thinks you play well,” but Douglas isn’t listening to him, he’s frantically tapping away on his phones, scowling, “what ‘re you doing?”

“Trying to come up with a name for our band -”

“Our fake band?” Iwan asks, arms crossed over his chest wearing an amused little smile, “do we have to play along with this too?”

“Not if you don’t want, just don’t... don’t tell her it’s fake is all.” Douglas offers, and the rest of the band nods.

“So how long are you going to play along with this bit?” Daniel ask, and Douglas heaves a sigh.

“Not sure; until I can trust that she’s not just in it to meet the actual band -”

“Which she doesn’t know you know,” Iwan interjected again, and Douglas nodded a little. After a beat, the rest of the band looked to each other, and seemed to share some sort of silent communication, before turning back to him.

“Okay,” Colson agrees easily, “if you’re serious about this chick you’ve known for five days,” he emphasizes, though Douglas doesn’t seem phased, “if we ever run into her, we’ll pretend we’re in a Motley Crue cover band.” He agrees, while Iwan and Daniel silently agree, though they look rather amused at the whole situation.

“There’s just something about her,” Douglas muses quietly.

“It’s the fact that she’s the coolest chick you’ve ever met,” Colson tells him with far too much authority, “and your little posh, school-boy brain wants to try something new.”

“Hey -” Douglas scoffed, though he was quickly talked over.

“She looks like she’d punch me in the face but I’d be okay with it,” Iwan adds, which, strangely enough, the rest of them agree to with various mischievous smiles. Douglas doesn’t exactly deny that he feels the same way.

“What’s our band name gonna be?” Daniel asks finally.

“The Fourskins,” Colson answers back immediately, grinning wide and proud of himself.

“Absolutely no-”

“That’s kind of genius,” Daniel snorts over Douglas’ protest, and so, on a three-to-one vote, their fake Motley Crue cover band is named The Fourskins, and Douglas kind of thinks he’d rather come clean there and then to you, rather than suffer through ever typing or saying that name to you. But he doesn’t.

He really hopes you’re worth it.

#Douglas Booth #douglas booth x reader #douglas booth imagine #colson baker #mgk #machine gun kelly #daniel webber #iwan rheon #The Dirt #the dirt cast #the dirt cast imagine #the dirt imagine #the angry lizard writes

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killmongerkink · 5 years

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Behind Closed Doors

Summary: Erik, your roommate and friend, comes home from work drained and sick. After heading off to bed, you awake to strange noises and follow them back to his room. Little did you know what you would find behind closed doors.

Pairing: Erik ‘Killmonger’ Stevens X Black!Reader

Warning: masturbation, dirty talk, a dash of smut.

Length: 4k

BTW: idk why this is so long, but i hope you all enjoy & please show this some love bc i’ve re-written this like 10 times already smh. sorry if there’s any spelling errors

Part 2

MASTERLIST

You stayed silent, swirling your fork continuously in your plate of spaghetti as you watched your roommate sniffle roughly for the tenth time, his eyes fighting to stay open. It really didn't make sense for him to be fighting his fate with sleep, yet here he was ... holding back yawns and rubbing his nose roughly with the back of his hand. "Well that's ... disgusting." You mumbled, sighing heavily as you reached over to grab him a tissue. "Why don't you just take some medicine and sleep it off?"

"I'm fine. It's nothing."

You really had no idea why this man insisted on being stubborn. You figured you could just ignore him for the rest of the night and go on about your business, but you knew you were way too nice to do that. If you did, you'd just be staring at your door the whole time, fighting the urge to make him some ginger tea or get him extra blankets. But you knew Erik. He wouldn't allow you to take care of him in the slightest. He was too big-headed, way too arrogant .. and simply a dumbass if you were being honest. He could be on the floor dying and he'd still tell you to leave him alone. You didn't understand his logic most of the time, but figured he was grown enough to make his own choices ... as dumb as they may be.

"You gonna stare me down all night?"

Snapping out of your thoughts, you blinked quickly and look back at your food. Another sniffle met your ears a second later, this one making you cringe at the sound of thick mucus filling the kitchen.

"That's it." You said more to yourself than him.

You moved towards the cabinet and opened it, hoisting yourself up on your tippy toes as you tried to reach for the top shelf. You really weren't thinking when you allowed him to talk you into getting this fancy ass condo together. While it was nice, the cabinets were way too tall, you could never clean the floor to ceiling windows and god forbid you even attempted to change a lightbulb around here. In the back of your mind, you figured he had purposely chose this apartment because it would allow you to need him. He was weird like that. As much as he would huff and puff when you would ask for his help with a simple task, you knew that he liked the feeling of being needed.

When you came to the conclusion that you were just embarrassing yourself, you plopped back down on your feet and looked at him.

"Are you gonna even help me?" You rolled your eyes, watching as he stared at you with a half bored, half amused expression.

"I'm good."

You were this close to telling him off, but decided against it. Fights with Erik never ended in your favor. Somehow he was always able to flip the script and make it your fault, having such a way with words that you would start to second guess yourself and your stance in any given situation.

"Well you better pray I don't fall and bust my head open, you know the cops won't hesitate to snatch your ass up."

Ending your smart ass of a comment with a smile, you turned back around and raised your leg, resting a knee on the counter as you struggled, but finally succeeded in pulling yourself up. The countertop dug into your knees painfully, making you sway back and forth in effort to not be on them too long and you snatched the medicine pack from the cabinet. Huffing out a sigh, you made zero effort to sit down lightly as you fell back onto your butt and turned your body, sitting down.

As you were checking the expiration date on the half empty box of DayQuil flu pills, you didn't notice Erik's gaze on you.

Matter fact, you never noticed his gaze on you.

You had seen the women he would associate himself with and you were the exact opposite. While they all had long hair down their backs, you opted to rock your natural hair in your usual braid out or space buns. While they all wore tight clothing that excentuated their curves and hips, you felt most comfortable in a big oversized t-shirt and sneakers. They would be bold and blunt with what they wanted from the world, while you just stayed in the cut and let life drag you wherever it wanted to. To say you were the opposite of his type was an understatement, but you learned to deal with it. Everyone had their own type and you just weren't his.

Although you wish you were.

Throughout your months of living together, you tied to date around and make him jealous, hoping that Erik would magically realize that he wanted you to himself and demand that you see no one else but him. And you would've happily obeyed to his demands, but once again .. that was a fairy tale you had conjured up in your head. You knew that he could never like someone like you, and after a while you began to accept that.

Erik had wanted to fuck with you the first day he ran into you. You had this innocent glow that he wanted to corrupt in the worse ways. He would notice you on campus being the perfect little student that everyone knew you to be. Other people, including himself, would walk into class late with just a pencil behind their ear and their phone. Yet, you'd be one of the few with a large book bag next to them as you had notes, paper, and books spread out in front of you ready to learn. While everyone stood at the university bulletin board looking for the latest club flyer, you were pulling off babysitting and tutoring ads.

You were different and he liked that. He knew that his chances of getting with you weren't really slim. He'd seen the way you'd look at him when you thought he wasn't watching, but you were one of the few females he was cool with. Fucking up a good friendship just for a quick nut was dumb, didn't mean he didn't think about you though.

Your body is what caught his attention at first. Short and super thick, like real thick. Smother me with your thighs thick, but you seemed to not appreciate your extra curves. You liked to cover up and wear baggy clothes, something that he found cute but also hated. On one rare occasion, you came to him and asked for his opinion on your outfit. There was some important presentation you had to attend and the attire was business casual. You walked into his room, giving him a complete 360 of your white blouse and fitted gray skirt, the dimples in your ass pronounced. He probably jerked off to that imagine about three times that night.

Honestly, you were his dream girl in every aspect, but you were too good for him. You actually had positive things going on in your life and a future that rivaled his own pointless one. One day you'd be some successful ass doctor, while he was still scrounging around and doing the same ol' same ol'.

"Here, take two of these and go lie down. Don't even try to say you're fine, because that damn snot bubble you're trying to keep down is saying otherwise." You said before he could even get out a breath and placed the tablets on a napkin for him.

You left the box on the counter, figuring that he would need some later and started to pick up the dirty dishes and place them into the sink. After about 30 minutes, all the leftovers were packed away, the dishwasher was running and the stove and counters were cleaned. Erik has mumbled under his breath all the way to his room after helping, but you could care less. Atleast you could go to bed knowing you had tried to help him get better.

After your nighttime routine was completed, you dropped own onto your bed and cuddled your pillow as you waited for the sandman to come and whisk you away for the night.

3:57 am

You stared at your phone as you laid still. The sound of a loud thump had pulled you from your sleep approximately 15 minutes ago and you had been hearing strange noises on and off since. It couldn't have been an intruder, could it? If you remembered correctly, Erik made sure to lock the door after he came in from work.

Still, someone could've been experienced with locks and was now roaming the apartment. Or maybe it was your neighbors who had kids? What if someone was attacking them? You decided to play it smart and text Erik first, for all you knew it could’ve been him.

Minutes went by without a reply back and you rolled your eyes. Every other night he was up doing god knows what, yet the one time where you needed him to be awake and alert, he wasn't?

"Answer your fucking phone." You whispered to yourself.

When you finally came to the conclusion that he was going to be of no help, you quietly got out of your bed, wincing as it croaked underneath you. Damn boxspring. You opened your side table and pulled out your bright pink taser. It was a gift from one of your girlfriends that was given as a joke, yet now you were thankful for her crazy ass. She'd definitely be proud to know that you were about to put it to good use. Bracing yourself, you said a silent prayer and cracked open your door, holding your breath as you waited for movement to catch your ear.

THUMP.

Being the dumbass that you were, instead of waiting for the intruder to come to you, you decided to be a bold bitch and leave the safety of your room. If this was a horror movie you would've been cursing at the lead. You never leave where you are, always let the killer come to you. Not thinking, you continued to follow the noise until you were stopped in front of a door ... Erik's door to be exact.

Was he hurt? Was someone in his room? Was he currently taking his last breath as you stood frozen in front of his door? With your finger on the trigger of your taser, you quickly opened his door hoping to catch whoever it was by surprise. Little did you know how much of a surprise you were actually in for.

Erik sat in front of his desk, headphones in both ears, eyes unmoving and trained on his iMac screen. His nostrils flared as his bottom lip was lodged under the top row of his teeth, the air releasing from his nose coming out loud and heavy. Trailing your eyes down lower, you were met with his naked upper half, the screen illuminating on his skin and making his scars look as if they were glowing. You tried to distract yourself by looking at his computer screen, but that was a mistake. The screen showed a girl that looked a lot like you on all fours, one of her hands underneath her she pumped her fingers into her pussy roughly, her face contoured in pleasure as you heard her moans through his headphones. You looked away, eyes fixated back on Erik's face and you fought internally not to look lower. A part of you deep down knew that there was no going back once you caught a peek, but you couldn't help it. You had to.

Taking a quick breath, your eyes shifted and you felt your knees buckle beneath you, your taser falling from your hands. Your eyes twitched momentarily as you blinked, unable to believe what you were seeing.

Was this a dream? Was this all some sick, twisted, extremely sexy dream that your mind had conjured up?

Erik's large hand was moving up and down in even strokes, his hand gripping the black fleshlight tightly and creating a vile squelching sound each time it swallowed his dick. Every once in a while the fleshlight would hit against the desk, creating the loud thump that had you worried earlier. His other hand was gripping his base, his fingers cupping his balls underneath as his hips started to roll upwards. A second later he pulled the toy off of him, opting to use both of his hands instead as he increased his pace, your eyes finally getting to see what he actually looked like. The view was better than anything you could've guessed. A thick broad vein ran along his shaft, the glare from the computer causing it to glisten and look as if it was dipped in sugar syrup, the fluid motion of both his hands gliding up and down with a good amount left abandoned every time he reached his head letting you know that it was big enough to choke on.

"Fuck baby.."

Your eyes snapped up and met his, his lip now released as he smirked at you, staring in your eyes. You shuffled back slightly, your hand gripping the doorknob tighter as another grunt met your ears. You were slightly embarrassed at being caught. Any normal person would've apologized profusely and slammed the door behind them, yet here you were. Your mouth opened to spill whatever random excuse you could think, your mind going into overdrive.

"Eri- .. I didn't mean to .. I was just-"

"You got a sexy ass mouth." He mumbled, turning his body suddenly so he was facing you head on. Slouching down in his chair, he spread his legs causing his sweatpants to lock around the top of his thighs, almost as if he was silently begging you to step forward.

Your mind was telling you leave and just deal with the awkward repercussions in the morning, but your feet seemed to have a mind of their own as you slowly walked towards him. No words were said between the both of you after that. He simply nodded down to the floor and the next thing you knew, your knees were digging into the plush carpet. It was almost as if he was a puppet master. With the flick of his finger or nod of his head, you were following his silent commands with no resistance. He kept looking at you as he reached over and pulled his headphones from the computer input, the sounds from the girl filling the air around you. You couldn't front, between her moans and his glare, you were turning into mush. Watching the grip he had on his dick had you desperately yearning to play with yourself, you hand rubbing against your thigh catching his attention and causing him to lick his lips.

He leaned his head towards you, his dreads casting shadows over his face.

"Bout time you came. I been waiting for you."

Having him so close to you made you want to shrink away and disappear. You had been around Erik long enough to see the kind of effects he had on girls. The amount of drama that females had gone through the get his attention was wild. Switching up on their friends, changing their appearance, one even went as far as quitting her job just so she could spend the week with him in Miami. Bitches were crazy, or maybe it was Erik who was making them that way.

"You came to take care of me again? Always going out of your way to make sure I'm straight. You a good lil bitch huh?"

You mouth hung open, the thoughts in your head mimicing someone smashing their hands on a computer keyboard. If anyone else was to talk to you like this, you were pretty sure you would've gave them a dirty look and tell them to back the fuck up, but for some reason, hearing those words come from Erik's mouth made you moaning mess.

Literally.

Catching what you were doing, you felt embarrassment bubble inside of you. What was wrong with you? Were you really getting turned on by this man calling you a bitch? Coming to terms with it, you accepted that you were. There was a tiny part of you buried deep down that always fantasized about someone calling you names, treating you like a rag doll as they filled every hole you had. You just didn't think this someone would be Erik.

"You like that?" He watched as you nodded your head, a chuckle leaving his lips and his hand quickly gripped your face, causing your lips to pucker like a blow fish. "Always knew you were a freak."

Without another word, he pulled you forward causing you to shuffle quickly and grab onto the handles on his desk chair in order not to fall. You were pulled right up to his dick, the large statue staring back at you menancingly before it was being rubbed against your lips. You let him entertain himself for a while, enjoying the feeling of him getting off to your plush sets. You fixed them into suction cups, sucking the skin as he bucked his hips up and down, your tongue pressing against him and your lips spreading the wetness around him.

It was then that a sniffle met your ears, causing you to remember the events from the night before. You looked up at him, holding back your smile when you saw his red nose, which was extremely cute if you had to be honest. You moved back, softly moving his hands away and grabbing him fully in yours. He hissed when you started twisting your hand around his length. He was warm .. almost hot. How long had he been masturbating?

"You sick and all you could think about was jerking off?"

"All I could think about was you. I caught what you were doing earlier.” Caught of guard, your hand halted for a spare second, face twisted in confusion. All you did earlier was make dinner, like you usually did since he couldn't cook anything more than rice and ramen. You went to reply and ask what he was talking about when he rested his hand over yours, the both of your hands now working together over his length.

"Climbing up on the counter in just your t-shirt, ass hanging out at the bottom. You think you slick?"

"I didn't know it was out.."

He chuckled, like a real genuine chuckle, as if it was the funniest thing he'd heard all day.

"Come here girl."

You assumed you were moving too slow, because only a second or two later he was lifting you up and situating you onto his lap, your thighs pressing against the chair handles. You remembered when he had ordered this big ass gaming chair, claiming the plushed back support was worth the grand he'd spent on it. There were so many things you could've spent a thousand dollars on and it for damn sure wasn't no chair, but it did come in handy. With its wide handles and large seat, you were more than comfortable even with your large thighs pressed against the sides. He bounced his legs roughly, the force causing your breast to bounce against your chest. If someone were to tell you that you'd be sitting in his lap, hand wrapped around his dick on a Tuesday night.. you would've laughed. A real hearty one as if you were watching a Katt Williams special. Yet, here you were. You couldn't believe it.

"What are we doing?" The question came from your lips in a soft whisper, almost as if you were scared for his answer. A part of you were. Maybe he would sit back and realize just how crazy this whole situation was before pushing you off and telling you to get out. Maybe he'd realize that you were still the same girl you'd always been and ask you what the fuck you were doing in his room. All of the negative things he could've responded with ran through your head. Why did you have to ask that?

"What you think we doing?" He leaned his head back, eyeing you. Before you could think of what to say, he reached and started scrolling on the computer.

"I don't know, that's why I'm asking you." You looked at him annoyed, going to grab his hand away from the mouse, just for him to move it quickly. Here you were trying to talk to him and he thought the computer was more important?

"I don't want us regretting this in the morning. We fucking live together Erik, we’re supposed to be friends. This is gonna be so awkward.. oh my gosh."

Looking past your lust momentarily, you realized just how messy this was. Everyone knew that friendships couldn't work after hooking up. Sure, people would fake the funk and act like they were buddy buddy after, but you knew the truth. It would be weird and uncomfortable. You'd slowly start hanging out less, one of you always busy and out the house, no longer able to hold conversations with one another. Eventually one of you would have to move out, there was no question about it. God forbid you had to move back in with your parents, not even to mention how many questions they would have. Maybe you could find a new place, or try to get something on campus .. or- sound coming from his speakers caught you off guard.

You turned to the right and watched as the PornHub logo popped up before the video started. It was of a black couple, the girl sitting on the guys lap as he rubbed her ass. They started making out heavily, the girls moans ringing through as the man started to roughly grope her.

"Nothing's gonna go left. I ain’t gonna let you get away from me so easily, trust me. Just relax and let me take care of you like you take care of me. Now start stroking." Erik wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you into him as he kissed your forehead, casting them down towards your nose and lips before detouring towards your neck.

Your blurry eyes set on the large screen, taking in the sight before you and realizing he was pretty much mimicking them. When a loud slap rang through the room, Erik would make sure to follow it up with a slap of his own. When the couple would kiss loudly, Erik would grab you by the neck and kiss you roughly, tongue all in your mouth and down your throat as his lips pretty much covered yours.

"How many times have you watched this?" You trembled, goosebumps forming against your skin as your eyes closed momentarily. Your body was way too worked up and you could tell he was too by the amount of pre cum that had leaked from his head onto your hand, his wetness coating him everytime you caressed him. He was too busy fondling with your pussy from the back to answer. His middle finger dipping perfectly between your lips and leaving barely there touches against your clit.

"Enough to know I wanna fuck you like that." His finger bypassed the material of your underwear and finally slipped in, your body shuddering as you started rolling your hips. One finger wasn't enough and you were pretty sure two would just barely itch the scratch you had built up. His command to “open your fucking eyes” caused you to look back at the screen, seeing the couples positions now flipped. The girl laid back on the seat, her legs in the air as the man positioned his dick at her entrance, one long stroke allowing him to enter as the girl cursed profusely.

"Dreamed of fucking you in this chair, your ass hanging off it as your knees press against your chest, big ass titties bouncing for me."

"Must be a dream cause I'm not that flexible." You joked, earning a bite at your earlobe.

"You'd be surprised what the body can do when the right one handles it."

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regina-nox · 4 years

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Look I get being annoyed with all the attention/praise Natalie Portman got for her cape at the Oscars being embroidered with the names of the female directors that got snubbed by the academy. Especially considering that she has only starred in two* films with female directors, one of them being herself. One might argue that it’s another case of performative wokeness. Another then might counter that by pointing out that it’s better than doing nothing, which is never a strong argument.

We need to stop expecting perfection from artists. I’m not saying we can’t hold them accountable or criticize their actions, but we need to also be patient. Be annoyed at all the Buzzfeed-esque drooling over celebrities doing cool/good things that gets plastered all over social media, but don’t get annoyed at the celebs themselves for that coverage. Portman didn’t ask to be congratulated on her sartorial decision: she was merely using her platform in a very clever way to bring attention to an issue she has been outspoken about in the past.

I know how annoying all of the sheep like praise for celebrities can get, it’s ridiculous, but I don’t think we should let that stop us from still giving people credit for doing awesome things. Like I said, we’re allowed to critique people who possess swaths of influence and have a platform whether they acknowledge it or not, but if we’re going to critique them then in turn I believe it’s our job to commend them when they contribute to significant issues. Not only does that encourage celebrities to do this more, but it also sends a message to all of the people who follow this person that what they’re doing is important and deserves positive recognition. Because then their attention is brought to the issue, and it can ultimately foster widespread change. For example, while it’s definitely worth mentioning that it seems Portman could make more of an effort on her part to work with more female directors, however I don’t think it’s fair to completely slam her for making a statement with that outfit. I think that kind of bashing promotes purity culture—are we not allowed to take a stance on an issue if we haven’t led a perfect example?

I think the scathing attacks just discourage people. Because who among us is perfect? People (celebrities and non-celebrities alike) see Portman trying to make an effort and then being dragged for it. Again, not saying we shouldn’t or can’t point out the flaws with her protest, but to ruthlessly bash her doesn’t help. And I usually hate that kind of argument, like when I was on a date with a guy and he said “women saying ‘I hate men’ doesn’t help their cause” and I replied saying “maybe I don’t always need to be helping the cause, maybe I can say whatever I damn well feel like.” The difference is at the end of the day Natalie Portman is a physical human being and being a celebrity she is already subjected to mass amounts of criticism. And yes, we can find what she did to be more of an act of performative wokeness and find that tiresome. But did it deserve outrage?

And this isn’t me saying we need to be polite in these times, because fuck that. Like when fucking T.I. told everyone the weird shit about his daughter and her gyno appointments and everyone was rightfully like what the fuck, you complete gross fuck. The crowd booing Trump at the World Series was great, Pelosi ripping up the SOTU speech was also great. I’m just saying, as a cynical person myself, it’s important not to tear down everything all the time because it isn’t perfect. Uh Obama’s presidency was far from perfect, partly because of the continued use of drones (I mean hey if we could employ drones without killing thousands* of innocent people I wouldn’t complain but that’s just me and my opinion idk), but it also gave millions** of people access to affordable healthcare (and hey while the ACA isn’t universal healthcare it has provided a great foundation to move the country there). Oh that being said it doesn’t mean someone’s good behavior always excuses bad behavior. I’m not saying every artist should simply be able to get away with bad shit (“I mean I know that whole T.I. thing was fucked up but he’s so good in the Ant-Man movies!” or even “Well T.I. apologized and then donated a million dollars to some women’s charity*** ok let’s all move on!”).

Again it’s super important that we criticize people that wield massive amounts of influence. Speaking of the Academy, it annoys me to no end that people simply blame twitter for the lack of Oscars host when people had every right to criticize the choice of Kevin Hart as a host considering all of those awful tweets about if his son ever came out as gay. Some people might argue that they’re just tweets and jokes, he isn’t serious. But when you think about all of the LGBTQ kids currently living in the streets because their parents kicked them out, it becomes slightly less funny. And now I’m getting into comedy which is a whole other can of worms. I mean we should definitely approach these things holistically as we’re all entitled to our own interpretation. But we don’t always have to be mean is I guess the crux at what I’ve been trying to say. (Again, not saying we shouldn’t or can’t be mean because fuck it.) So then maybe not?

It’s tricky because as I’m writing this I’m also playing the counter arguments in my head. I guess what I’m trying to say overall is can we please chill with tearing imperfect people down when they try to make a difference, and that tearing people down is not the same as constructive criticism.

Keys (because I don’t feel like doing research on an opinion piece of a tumblr post):

*=me being not entirely sure of the accuracy of this number full disclosure

**=me knowing it was in the millions but also still not knowing the exact number so yeah disclaimer there

***=me having no actual clue if this happened, like I’m going to assume he apologized because public opinion practically demanded it and then it would just make sense to make a show of making an effort which is so easy when you’re wealthy. But my point is I really have no idea what he did and so I completely made this up and don’t know the extent of how fake/real it might be.

#rant #oscars 2020 #natalie portman #opinion #fashion #twitter

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oveliagirlhaditright · 4 years

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Is Nomura simply not one to have his characters kiss in his games? I can understsnd if that's just how he rolls.

It’s hard to say, really. I feel we don’t have sufficient enough evidence to tell either way.

I’m going to break this down by the things he’s directed thus far (so there will be no The World Ends With You here–even though he Produced it, and interviewers always ask him about a sequel for it and things like that? Almost like they know he has more say when it comes to that kind of stuff, and perhaps even the story, than we the audience know? But IDK for sure, so I’m leaving that one out).

But starting with Kingdom Hearts, the only canon pairing we really know for sure of is Sora and Kairi. And they only just got together in KHIII. And after they did, so much tragedy struck and they really didn’t get to spend that much time together (and I also get the sense that Sora wouldn’t want their big kiss to happen when Kairi’s about to lose him–in thinking that that would make it even worse for her–but who knows?), so that could be a reason that they haven’t kissed yet (that, and they’re young age. But they’re going to be sixteen in the next game–the age that Zidane and Garnet kiss in FFIX’s ending, I believe; many Disney pairings who kiss are also that age–so maybe something could happen with them in the future), or it could be that Nomura just never has a desire to see them kissing. I don’t know, And like I’ve said before… there’s a chance that they could have kissed offscreen in their Re:Mind dates…

Nomura directed Advent Children… and he probably could have had a kiss between Cloud and Tifa–and/or maybe even Cloud and Aerith there–but since everyone behind FFVII wants to play both sides, and never make either pairing truly canon or more canon than the other… I think he was bound by that, and couldn’t show Cloud kissing either girl… Or he might just not be interested in characters kissing.

Final Fantasy Versus XIII/Final Fantasy XV: It definitely seemed like Nomura was going for some Romeo and Juliet/Shakespearian tragedy with Noctis and Stella here–and yes, I do think people took that one interview of his out of context, when they suddenly started thinking that Nomura meant for Noctis and Stella to be platonic. It’s so obvious that that wasn’t the case–so I could have easily seen him having his two characters here kiss. Especially since imo, the Noctis and Luna’s ghost wedding scene where they do that, is actually a remnant of Noctis and Stella’s ending. But we probably won’t know for sure until we see what he does with Yozora and Stella 2.0, or whatever.

With the FFVII Remake, Nomura definitely has more control of this version of the FFVII story than he ever has before (and they’re definitely changing things to try and make it even better, in their eyes, and to fit these modern times), so there’s a chance there could maybe be some kissing going on… but maybe not. We’ll see when we get the full Remake, I guess. But I just get the weird feeling, that they might add a kiss between Cloud and Aerith, to try and make them even more tragic and give us a “what could have been” feeling with them. But I still don’t think they’re going to make either Clerith or CloTi more canon than the other. If they do add a kiss between Cloud and Aerith, for instance, I imagine it will be because they’re keeping the scene where Cloud and Tifa have sex (we might also at least get a kiss scene between Cloud and Tifa that way. Because they might decide to depict it more than the original FFVII game did. I don’t think we’re going to see a full-on sex scene, of course–probably not even close to what Hollywood shows in PG-13 movies–but maybe we’ll get Tifa’s line about how words aren’t the only way to show someone how you feel, a kiss, and then a fade to black), but maybe not making it optional this time? So to try and balance it, they might have Cloud and Aerith kiss–perhaps to impress on the audience that they might have done more/been more together, if they’d had more time–and Cloud and Tifa have sex? …These are just my feelings on it, atm. I could be way, way wrong, of course. Edit: He could also have a kiss between Zack and Aerith in a flashback, if he wanted. Perhaps.

So basically… I guess I’m saying we’ll probably know for sure about how Nomura feels about kissing in the coming years, when we see what happens with SoKai, Yozora and Stella 2.0, and the canon FFVII romances.

Edit: You know what? I’m going to throw in The World Ends With You, after all. Just for fun. I think most of us would say, given the evidence, that Neku and Shiki are the canon couple of the game and they clearly like each other. But I’m not surprised that they haven’t kissed yet, either. They’ve only known each other for seven+ days–and those first few days were certainly rocky, and they were anything but friends for them–and are definitely only in the “like” phase of their relationship right now. They need to spend more time together, and get to know each other a bit better–perhaps even going on a few dates–before they even think about kissing. And they arguably had a date in Final Remix, before that all went to hell with Neku dying again before he could meet up with Shiki. Arguably. But they could definitely kiss in the future… if Nomura (or whoever’s largely penning the next TWEWY stuff, that is) isn’t against kissing. Like I said, what we see in all these couples from the future will probably give us Nomura’s stance on kissing.

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lightsandlostbells · 5 years

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Druck season 2, episode 9 reaction

This episode is hard to watch. It straight-up turns into a horror movie in the middle.

I’m obviously very excited to talk about Matteo’s season but I still want to do a thorough job with the last few S2 episodes, because I loved Mia’s season and think it deserves a close look. Hopefully I will get these done soon!

Episode 9

Clip 1 - Mia and Alex on the stairs

Mia is coming back from the shop talking to her mom. Bringing her parents into the story more at this point is not only relevant to their own marital issues, as we’ll see, but again, a reminder of what we’ve seen of them so far and a way to connect that Mia is projecting her family problems onto what happened with Sophie.

At first Mia tries to ignore Alexander, like she told him in her text to leave her alone. I don’t know if she’s so overcome with betrayal and hurt and shock that she thinks he isn’t worth her time, or if she just doesn’t want to face the truth. If she doesn’t talk to him, then he can’t confirm what Björn said, which would be devastating to her. But when Alexander wants to talk, she asks him outright if it’s true. When he says she can’t believe Björn, Mia points out that’s what Björn said about him. Ouch. It’s true that Mia knows Alex on a level she doesn’t know Björn, but that also might make the lies worse? Her boyfriend she opened up to and went through drama for vs. some dude she doesn’t really know.

He follows her into the building asking whether he knows how crappy Björn treated Sophie, and Mia blows up at him and says she doesn’t care who did what to each other. She’s mad that he lied to her about his sister. Because yeah, Alexander and Björn’s situation is a case of he said, he said, but the sister lie is pretty cut and dry. He told her she lived in Bali. Sophie is not in Bali, she’s dead. Therefore, he lied to Mia. It’s understandable she focuses on that. Alexander says it was just complicated and he would have told her. He’s not good at talking about that kind of stuff. Sure, I get that he finds it hard to talk about Sophie especially considering how she died. But you know, Mia would’ve had to find out eventually. When composing the guest list for their wedding, when Mia was like, “Hey, why don’t we invite your sister,” was Alexander going to be like, “About that...”?

At the same time, while I understand why it’s the sticking point for Mia, it’s also still one of the things I find most understandable from his POV? I mean, I really do have sympathy for Alexander here, and you could also argue that maybe he was even entertaining the fantasy that Sophie really was in Bali. It’s a pretty big lie, but it’s one that came from a place of pain. And the content of the lie isn’t hurtful to Mia herself, like Mia lying to the girls about being sick was hurtful to Kiki herself because it covered up her lie about Alexander; Sophie being dead doesn’t really hurt Mia in a personal way. It’s just the fact that it was a lie that hurts her.

Mia points out that he beat up a guy and then disappeared for several days. Again, that’s all of Alex. His silence was the most damning thing, tbh. If he’d texted Mia after it happened and gave even the briefest explanation (like “That guy hurt my sister”) then it wouldn’t be as messy. And by not explaining, he put Mia in the path to contact Björn since obviously Alexander wasn’t going to talk.

Alex says Björn is a psychopath, Mia say Alex is also not right in the head, if he can do something like almost kill Björn. He says she’s exaggerating, but ... no, she isn’t. All kinds of stuff could’ve happened to Björn, and I don’t care about him, but I do care about Alex not going to prison for killing a guy or severely injuring him.

He points out that she’s so pissed she could have pushed him down the stairs. Um, what? Which is also Mia’s reaction. Just from this angle, it looks like she’s angry and confronting him, and she grabbed his shoulder, but that’s not the same as pushing someone. But someone who is used to violence and abuse would think that. I truly doubt the thought even crossed Mia’s mind, it wouldn’t cross most people’s minds. So either that behavior is normal to him, or he’s just trying to counter her by making his own actions seem not that unusual. She says she didn’t push him and that’s the difference. Alex said if he did to her what Björn did to him, she would’ve pushed him. Man, that’s creepy? Like I know that Alexander is not a bad guy, and that Björn is a very bad guy, but he is being somewhat manipulative. Especially from Mia’s perspective, since she’s still in the dark, and Alex is basically telling her she’s capable of violence. As much as I would get a visceral thrill out of seeing Mia push Björn down the stairs, doesn’t seem to be the case.

Clip 2 - Mia and Amira on violence

Mia sits by a window at school, when Amira comes up. Hey, they managed to make this clip a windowsill scene like in OG, sort of!

The timing and context of this scene is pretty different from OG, obviously. With Noora and Sana, this scene happened before Noora told Vilde about her and William, so that was a critical component of the scene, the secret relationship, Noora being able to spill about William to Sana when she’d bottled up much of her feelings. This scene happens after Kiki knows, everyone knows, the happy ending should have been achieved.

Mia alludes to some Alex drama, then says she was truly in love with him. A lot of the dialogue here is similar to OG, such as when Mia asks Amira whether she ever just wants to get drunk and hook up with someone, and Amira says her faith is stronger than desire, and when Mia says her principles were the most important thing, but then since Alex, he’s the most important thing.

Mia tells Amira about the whole Alex-Björn-Sophie history and situation. Amira is surprised that Alexander had a sister. I wonder how plausible it is that so few people would know? I think it is perfectly possible, especially if the family tried to keep it quiet, but did Sophie go to the same school as Alex? IDK, it’s not really a nitpick, just wondering if there wouldn’t be any gossip at all, and if Sophie’s former classmates would have any idea she died, if there were any news articles about it, people posting memorials to Sophie on social media, etc. (I can definitely buy Mia and Amira not knowing, but Kiki would certainly be clued in to the gossip.)

Mia says she doesn’t know why she got involved with Alex because he’s not good. Amira is like, because he lied or because he beat up that guy? She doesn’t get it, why did Alex beat him up? Mia explains about Björn saying Alex blames him for the death of his sister, but that it’s not true. According to Mia, Alex twists her words, he says everyone in his situation would react the same way. Amira is like, hit someone with a skateboard??? My beautiful girl, we are on the same page with that one. But she also says, you don’t know exactly what happened between this guy and Alex, and you don’t want to know? Mia is like, is there a reason to hit someone with a skateboard? Amira says it depends what happened. I love her attitude here, I’ll get that that in a minute.

Amira is like, so it’s over between you, because of your principles? She says that when the fight happened with Hanna and those girls, she broke one of those girls’ noses. LMAO WHAT. Damn, Amira went hard. Were there any consequences for that? Not that I blame her since the other girls started the fight. Amira asks if Mia wants to stop associating with her, too. Mia says it was self-defense, they went after Hanna first, but Amira points out she doesn’t reject violence categorically. And well, it’s not mentioned, but Mia also jumped into that fight, she can’t cancel herself, lol.

The lesson for Mia is to find out the truth before she passes judgment. Amira is all, look, I’m not a fan of Axel either, but I saw how you two looked at each other, and maybe he deserves to be listened to. Mia and Amira share a little comfort moment where Amira rubs Mia’s arm and Mia puts her head on Amira’s shoulder.

Oh my God. They improved on this moment from the original show. You guys. This was my least favorite scene in all of Skam, and they made it so much more palatable for me. I’m so happy.

I was always bothered how Sana went to bat for William when she didn’t even know him. For instance, she says that William was angry and scared when he smashed the bottle on that guy’s head, but how could she possibly assume that from his motivations? I get assuming the best of people, but Sana doesn’t know William and she cannot accurately say that he’s a guy with sympathetic motivations and not some dude who just loves fighting and being violent. Like it came across as William apologia from the show’s voice of reason so we were supposed to accept it. Amira, on the other hand, does not make any assumptions about Alex’s motivations - she’s confused by what they were, and questions Mia’s hardline stance against violence, but she doesn’t jump in to tell us that Alex probably had good reasons for what he did. In fact, she says she doesn’t like Alex much, but she saw how Mia and Alex were together and maybe he deserves to have his side heard. I feel like this is what the original scene was trying for, and it somewhat got it across, but it was just framed in such a weird way, where Sana came across as defending William more than supporting Noora IMO, and in a situation where Noora was upset about him being violent. It was such an unhealthy message to be sending. Here I felt way more that Amira was Team Mia first and foremost, but she made a logical point by bringing up the fight to defend Hanna, and sure, it’s not the exact same situation, but it’s a decent way to illustrate that things aren’t always black and white, and maybe Mia should at least hear him out before she ends things with him.

And you know what? If Mia still wanted to be done with Alexander after this point, I’d be fine with that. Of course I know he has his reasons to do what he did, and I mean, from a story perspective I want them to end up together, but ultimately Mia is within her rights to say she doesn’t want to be with a guy who’s capable of beating someone with a skateboard no matter the reason. I felt like Amira was making more of a suggestion to listen to Alex, rather than a judgment toward Mia for not listening, which goes over way better with me.

Also, this scene is missing the part where Noora complains that William is controlling and she feels like she can’t argue against him, and Sana is like ... but does he get angry when you disagree? Then what’s the problem, that he’s smarter than you? That part of the scene has never felt right with me, first of all because William’s not actually that smart, lmao, all of his arguments are self-serving and it frustrated me that Noora wasn’t allowed to pick at the obvious holes in his bullshit. But more importantly, because it felt like there was no problem if William like ... didn’t Hulk out when Noora disagreed with him, that him getting angry was the only possible reason him telling Noora what to do or feel or think would be an issue. As if him trying to tell her what to think/feel/do in itself isn’t a problem, but also, completely ignoring that there are other ways besides anger someone can react unhealthily if you disagree with them. Like, for example, belittling you and calling you naive, something William does to Noora. Or dismissing your concerns as a tedious hurdle to get over, something William also does to Noora. Or turning your argument back on you, making you seem like the bad guy, like oh, you thought I was mean for saying something rude to Vilde? Well YOU were the mean one for saying rude things to me after that! Something William does to Noora. Sana’s response to Noora’s concern that William was controlling presented manipulative behavior within the limited manifestation of anger, when it can take so many more forms. And to be clear, Alex does say a lot of the same bullshit earlier in the season, during the date with Mia, but at least here Amira isn’t rushing to defend him. (And you know, if your friend tells you she thinks her boyfriend is controlling, maybe you should just accept her gut feeling and not try to talk her out if it. She probably knows better than you. Just saying.)

Clip 3 - Björn ruins everything

It’s raining and Mia’s headed to Alex’s. She run into Björn coming out of the building. Björn says he was there to see Alex, but he wasn’t home. Mia’s like, you sure that’s a good idea? I mean, maybe not for Alex, but anything that potentially leads to Björn getting his ass beat sounds like a magnificent idea, IMO.

They have polite talk about how he’s doing. He’s leaving but then turns around and apologizes for dragging Mia into this, it should be between him and Alex only. See, I can completely get why Mia might give Björn some benefit of the doubt, because outwardly he seems polite and thoughtful. He seems to be handling the matter more maturely than Alexander. Alex might be the better guy on the inside, but on the outside he can be rude and inconsiderate.

Mia starts to cry and sits down on the stoop, saying how everything happens at once. Björn sits down; he’s not overly in her face at this point, like he’s not trying to hug her or touch her, he just carefully asks if he should go and then sits down with plenty of space between them. Again, right now Björn doesn’t seem like such a terrible guy. It’s not like his behavior immediately pings as predatory.

Mia gets a text from her dad about her parents’ separation. Her mom kicked out her dad. Björn offers sympathy and beer. She says no, but he says alcohol can solve all your problems. So she agrees to a beer, and Björn goes off to get some. It’s pretty subtle, this moment, because again Björn seems like a nice guy, and in another instance, this could be a completely innocent suggestion. But he’s basically planning to lower her defenses. If she has one beer, maybe she’ll have another. And another. Maybe she’ll get drunk. Maybe she won’t be able to fight back. When Mia initially declines, he re-suggests it in such a friendly, helpful way, not like he’s pressuring her. But he does want her to re-consider. Like why does Björn care whether Mia has a beer or not, why is he invested? It’s chilling when you look back at this and see how his intentions were there all along.

While Björn is gone, Alex calls. He’s at school about to take a maths exam, but they express their desire to talk. They’re very polite and calm, not heated or emotional. They agree to talk tomorrow. Björn just ruins everything, they would have worked things out and Mia wouldn’t have been assaulted if Björn hadn’t been creeping around Alex’s. Actually, why does Björn go to Alex’s place? Is he stealing stuff? Trying to get Sophie’s things? He’s just a creep who gets off on the power of walking through Alex’s place when he’s not around?

Björn comes back with the beer and they clink to divorced parents. He tells her a story about his own family problems; he found chats between his dad and an old school friend, and his dad told him not to tell his mom, but his mom eventually caught the dad Skyping nude. Dad said Björn knew all along, so she kicked both of them out. But now he’s over it and gets along well with his parents.

This is a pretty interesting anecdote, honestly, because my initial reaction was, well, that’s shitty of Björn’s mom. It’s not your kid’s fault, the dad is the one in the position of power and the one who’s cheating on you, the dad is throwing his son under the bus. And then I was like ... well. If this story is true. Because this is something else manipulative of Björn, telling Mia a sad story that relates to her own family problems at the moment. Gaining her sympathy, opening up to her and telling her something personal so she feels she can trust him. I mean, Björn got me here and I know what’s coming in the story. If I momentarily forgot this guy’s true character, then it’s easy to see how Mia can feel like this guy isn’t so bad.

We don’t know if that story is true or not. If it’s true, then it’s an indicator of a dysfunctional family life and possibly a bad upbringing full of secrets and lies - definitely not an excuse for Björn’s behavior, though. Alexander also has a crappy family situation and he manages to not assault drunk girls. In any case, it’s a disturbing story. Björn says he’s over it and has a good relationship with his parents, but does he really? Is that just a thing he’s saying to make Mia think he doesn’t hold grudges? He’s not bitter at his mom for throwing him out as a teenager, he’s totally chill, he’s not the villain that Alexander said he was. He wouldn’t have an unwarranted grudge against Alexander or anything. The story not only makes Mia feel bad for him, but it makes him sound like a level-headed person who doesn’t cling to past wrongs. And the story also makes him sound like an innocent bystander, basically. Björn is the victim of other people’s indiscretions. And hey, maybe in this case it was true, but there’s something about it that primes you to think maybe Björn was just an innocent bystander in the Hardenberg family drama as well. It’s all pretty subtle but looking back on it, you see that sharing this story wasn’t just casual, it was strategic.

Mia says she doesn’t even know why it makes her feel bad, her parents are terrible together. He says it’s stupid to wish everything stays the way it was. They walk off together into the rain. It gets a little blurrier. Probably because Mia is drinking.

By the way, I love the presence of the rain in this clip. It might have been unintentional, it just happened to rain the day they filmed this scene, but I appreciate the atmosphere it conjures. Wet and cold, not super comfortable if you’re caught in it. Just something to add to Mia’s gloomy mood. (Or, you know, I also just like rain sounds.)

We see the two of them getting on the bus and Björn filming her for Instagram, through the POV of his phone’s camera. She’s not into being filmed, but Björn does it. Meanwhile Mia is opening another beer. Björn is getting closer to Mia, leaning into her for a selfie. Seems ominous as FUCK.

Clip 4 - Run away, Mia

Mia is still hanging out with Björn. NOOOOO BABY NOOOOO.

She says she has to go home and FaceTime with her dad, she explains her parents live in Madrid and that she’s 18 and lives alone, moved out when she was 16. Her aunt lives around the corner and used to check on her. We didn’t hear that before? I mean, maybe they weren’t super close, but auntie was an adult figure in Mia’s life monitoring her, that seems like an added bit of stability instead of a 16-year-old being completely on her own. But anyway, this part of the conversation gave me massive anxiety, because I was so worried that Björn was going to use this information against her. He knows she lives on her own, not with her parents, and I was afraid he was going to follow her home or try to go back with her and basically use this information to prey on her. I was utterly dreading that happening and hoping that like, Hans and Linn would be there to intervene and Mia wouldn’t wake up with Björn in her bed or something.

Mia says she doesn’t want to study, and Björn suggests hanging out with the guy her boyfriend almost killed instead. At that, Mia says Alex said Björn treated Sophie badly. Björn does not actually deny this, which is a red flag, IMO. He says that they treated each other badly and Sophie was complicated. Look, it happens in real life, instances where both partners in a relationship hurt each other, it’s mutually toxic, but abusers being like “my partner hurts me too” is a common defensive tactic. They shift responsibility for the abuse and present themselves as the victim, too. Notice he doesn’t elaborate on how exactly they treated each other badly, he just walks away, ending that line of conversation.

He sees some people taking a photo and he offers to help them. See, what a helpful, decent guy he is! Don’t think too much about the Sophie thing! Then he has them take a picture of him and Mia. (I love the one lady who’s waving at them, lol.) Björn has the guy take picture after picture, “one more” over and over. If I didn’t have bigger reasons to hate Björn, I’d want to kick his ass just for that, tbh.

Oh no, it’s even later and Mia’s still walking around with Björn, drinking. Lots of focus on the beer bottles. The night seems to get dreamier as it goes on.

OH JESUS that shot of Mia smiling and Björn blurred in the background, then switching to Björn in the background eyeing her. Fucking CHILLING, it’s like he’s eyeing her like prey. It doesn’t last too long and it doesn’t beat you over the head or anything with what a bad dude Björn is, but it’s enough to send shivers down your spine. It’s enough to make you think something is off, in case you too got drawn into Björn’s faux harmlessness.

I get why Mia would be out with Björn, because he has done a very convincing job of seeming normal and nice. She’s going through a very hard time, with Alexander, her family, not to mention other stresses like exams, and this evening feels like an escape. She can wander through the city drinking and feeling free and having fun. Björn isn’t asking anything heavy of her at this point. He’s just been a sympathetic listener and a chill companion. He’s managed to get to Mia when she’s vulnerable and wear down her defenses with alcohol. This guy is a skilled manipulator.

Clip 5 - Kill Björn, for real

Mia just keeps drinking. Oh no. She’s getting dizzy and drunk. She checks her phone and sees how late it is. . I like how the camera is all wobbly and gets blurry at points, like she’s so tipsy that it takes a moment to focus on her phone. She realizes she has to get home. Björn stops her. He tries to kiss her and she steps back, her giggly relaxed mood gone. She says she’s going to drink water. She goes into a bar or restaurant or something and is in the bathroom drinking water from the sink. (The graffiti reflected in the mirror says Eazy Peasy Lemon Squeezy, by the way. Truly the most important detail of this scene.)

Mia pukes a little into the toilet. She moans as if in pain. Things are getting very unstable and unfocused now. The sound effects and cinematography are ominous as hell, like this went south real fucking fast. There are a lot of closeups so you only get brief glimpses of what’s happening

OH MY FUCKING GOD HE’S BEHIND HER, WE SEE HIM STANDING IN THE BACKGROUND AS SHE’S HUNCHED OVER THE TOILET

Jesus CHRIST this is filmed similar to a horror movie, like he’s Michael Myers or some shit. Seriously, they film Björn similar to a slasher villain, his face blurred out, his figure unfocused in the background. Poor Mia is sick and feeling miserable so she doesn’t even notice that he’s behind her.

Was he locking/barring the door?

…. What is he doing?

HOLY FUCK IS HE JERKING OFF AND FILMING HER, DESPICABLE

The sound of his breathing as he does that ... JFC, he IS Michael Myers.

The look on her face when she realizes she’s not alone, damn. She gets up and shoves him aside, says to leave her alone. Thank God she was able to escape.

Mia gets outside and there’s some slow motion as she runs through the streets disoriented. She gasps when some guy asks if she has a light. Everyone is a threat now. She must also be worried that Björn has caught up to her or found her.

Björn texts her the pictures he took of her that day, going from smiles and happiness to Björn filming Mia from behind in the bathroom. The way the clip ends on her heavy breathing makes me think of Alexander’s panic attack and the focus on his breathing.

So we’re still doing this storyline, with only two episode left. I am glad that they didn’t drop such an important theme of S2; earlier, as we were getting closer to the end of the season with this plot not happening, I thought they might not include Björn assaulting Mia, but that sexual assault would be brought up because it turns out Björn raped Sophie and she ended up committing suicide because of it. I definitely wouldn’t say they toned down the assault but they did omit a part that would absolutely require more screentime than is perhaps possible at this point, when Noora thought she may have been raped but is unsure because she blacked out. That was like a two-episode plot point, there were scenes that focused on her finding out the truth. Something terrible happened to Mia, but it seems like she’s mostly aware of what happened; she was drunk but she didn’t black out. Narratively that’s better for the remaining time in the season, it would be waaaaaay too intense to cram in Mia trying to figure out if she was raped by Björn while she was unconscious, on top of wrapping up everything else in the season.

This clip was really, really good. Horrifying, but well-executed. The reveal of Björn standing behind Mia in the bathroom caused genuine fear in me. It was pretty clear about what happened but it didn’t cross over into unnecessary grossness because they had Björn be shadowed and his movements be kind of obscured, like it was shocking but didn’t feel like the moment was done for shock value, if that makes sense.

Clip 6 - Mia shutting out the world

Mia is lying in bed. She’s got wet eyes but she almost seems all cried out.

Hanna texts her about missing her bio exam, oh no. Mia says she’s sick. Nooo, Mia, don’t cut yourself off from your friends about this.

Hans and Linn come in and say Alexander is here. Mia says she’s sick, and the roommates already told him that but he won’t leave. She still doesn’t want to see him. However, Alexander comes and knocks on the door. She gets up and locks it. I like that moment, how careful and quiet it is, but also how simple it is, like she doesn’t seem to be debating it too much, she just knows with utter certainty she cannot face Alexander right now, and that’s heartbreaking.

You can hear Alexander trying to open the door and calling for her but it gets blocked out when Mia gets back in bed and sticks in her earbuds and listening to sad music - like the reverse of that earlier scene where she took out the earbuds to be able to hear him. There she was slowly opening up to Alexander, here she’s decisively trying to shut him out.

I like that the camera gets so close and focused on Mia toward the end, like she’s shutting everything else out. Except her own thoughts, those she can’t escape. The closing images after Mia shuts her eyes are flashbacks to last night, the trauma lingering.

Clip 7 - New Kiki is an upgrade

It’s a few days later. Mia is on her bed, looking at her computer. Hans says the kitchen is on fire and to come help, and lmao, I love that this is apparently plausible enough that Mia doesn’t call bullshit, like Hans could genuinely be burning down the apartment right now. which I guess was to lure her out of her room. But of course it was really to lure Mia out of her room, and when Mia opens the door, he says it’s a lie, and that she has a visitor.

Kiki is there, and she is wearing big round glasses that are utterly adorable. I love this development for how cute she looks and because of what it says about Kiki’s potential development. I don’t know, is it still considered uncool to wear glasses, or have we moved beyond that? But I do think that an image-conscious person like Kiki wearing big round glasses is a nice sign of her being more comfortable in her skin.

Kiki asks about her and Mia says she’s sick with a fever, Kiki doesn’t buy it. Worth mentioning that the last time Mia claimed to be sick, it was also fake, so Kiki is gonna suspect another fib right away. She says that Hanna said Mia missed her biology exam and didn’t call in sick. Mia said she forgot. Mia :(

Mia says Kiki doesn’t have to take care of her when she’s been a terrible friend and Kiki has better things to do, but Kiki shuts that down, saying Mia Winter doesn’t whine and she doesn’t pity herself. Heh, I love that Mia tried to push her away but Kiki seems totally over the drama, which is a big step considering a few weeks ago she was posting angry IG stories showing how she was pissed at Mia.

That gets through to Mia a bit. She says she likes Kiki’s glasses. Kiki does that expert push-up-the-nose gesture glasses wearers learn to perfect and thanks her, saying Carlos thinks they’re ugly. Mia correctly is like, he has no taste, you look fantastic! Kiki says she thinks so, too. Awww! Kiki was so willing to change herself for what Alexander wanted (trying to get a new perfume because Alexander didn’t like hers) that it’s nice to hear she doesn’t give a fuck what her boyfriend thinks about how she looks. It’s about what Kiki likes about herself, not a boy.

I like Carlos and all, but he’s the one in need of glasses if he doesn’t think Kiki looks good in hers. I mean that is legitimately a terrible opinion. This is why girls should not listen to boys’ hot takes on their appearances

Kiki says she’s feeling really good, although Carlos tells her she should go to a therapist because she’s so concerned about gaining weight. Mia is like, that’s what I’ve been telling you since we’ve met! Kiki says she never said it so directly. Well … fair point, from what I recall? Did Mia ever outright say Kiki should try therapy, or has she always been carefully walking up to the subject but never quite getting there? Really I’m not sure Kiki would have tried therapy before, and I don’t want to pin it on her getting a new boyfriend and valuing his opinion, but I also think the fact that she’s no longer chasing someone who isn’t interested in her, trying to keep his attention, does a lot to push the focus back to herself. Not what Alexander wants, but what Kiki wants.

Mia asks if she’s going to do therapy, and Kiki says she’s already been to a therapist, who is a tree hugger. Yesss, Kiki went to therapy! Honestly I would’ve expected her to put up more of a fight about it, considering she didn’t believe there was a problem for a long time, but it seems she’s accepted it. Mia says it helped her, and explains to Kiki that when she was 13-14 she was so lovesick she didn’t want to eat anymore and got sent to a psychologist after collapsing at school. She didn’t like it at first, but now realizes she wouldn’t have been able to get better if it weren’t for the psychologist. Kiki asks why she thinks she has to deal with everything on her own, then. Mia doesn’t really have a response to that. Kiki holds Mia’s hand and says they’re all there for her. Kiki hugs her as Mia tears up

Such a great scene, and I LOVE that Druck is having characters talk about therapy and normalizing it. We’ve heard about Mia, Kiki, and Alexander going to therapy, and it’s treated not as a scary or shameful thing, but something that’s a real option to help people live better lives. I love that Kiki seems to be in a better place but still acknowledges that she could use help for her weight-related anxiety. I love that they acknowledge that going to therapy doesn’t instantly solve your issues, but that Mia says it ended up being instrumental in her recovery. It’s just a very thoughtful inclusion and I think it’s part of why I feel Druck really wants to help teenagers in the way that Skam did.

Clip 8 - Björn fjucked up

That was a typo in my notes that I have made more than once and I decided to keep it.

Mia waits for Björn in a bar. When he enters he tries to touch her in greeting, and I feel my inner Ripley rising. GET AWAY FROM HER YOU BITCH. Mia is not receptive to his touch.

Björn tries to order a beer for her - he doesn’t ask, just orders, but she says she doesn’t want one. He was probably trying to get her guard down again, seeing how well it worked last time. He even tries to get her to change her mind like last time, saying it’s on him. Trying to seem all friendly and generous again. But Mia is aware of his true character now.

Björn wants to sort out this drama quickly, how dismissive. He apologizes for what happened, saying he was wasted. But when Mia is unimpressed, Björn says he misintepreted the signals Mia gave him, so let’s not make a #MeToo thing out of this. FUCK YOU, DUDE. He says she flirted with him and now she’s embarrassed. Shifting the responsibility, making it Mia’s fault. Mia’s like, I sent you signals to whip out your dick in front of me? Seriously. Even in a hypothetical scenario where she had been flirting with him, how do you make the leap from flirting to taking your dick out, like isn’t that wildly extreme? And how do you interpret Mia as flirting when she had just backed away from a kiss outside? That’s a pretty clear stop sign. Björn says he was drunk, what is she going to do if she really gets harassed? Goddamn. Druck has the abuser response playbook absolutely down perfect, I’m pretty impressed at how they nailed the typical bullshit excuses.

Mia says he did sexually harass her and that she reported him. Björn is like, are you serious? He confides that he has a criminal record and this won’t look good for him. LMAO, not her problem you have a criminal record, dude. Shoulda thought of that before you took of your dick. And why the fuck do you have a criminal record?

He starts to get emotional and almost sniffly (manipulative) but Mia holds her ground. Her face is just unresponsive and unsympathetic and I love it. She’s not cracking. Then Björn asks her if she’s shown the pics to Alex, and Mia shakes her head. He says he’ll show them to Alex. Björn is pissed because her psychopath boyfriend almost broke his neck, and now Mia wants to report him over nothing, according to him. He says he’s just fighting back. Again, I fucking love how stone cold Mia is. Let Björn lash out all he wants, he’s not getting through to her.

Björn says if Mia doesn’t take back the report, He will show Alex the pictures and report him for grievous bodily harm. FUCK. I think she has a very brief moment of consideration, probably for what will happen to Alex, but Mia says, go ahead, he deserved it. DAMN GIRL. STONE. COLD. Björn says what does she think the police will do when they were alone, no one saw them, and she was drunk? Mia says maybe he would’ve gotten away with it a few years ago, but times have changed. And yes, maybe this is awfully optimistic of her. It’s not like #MeToo and related movements have made it so victims always get justice, that they are always believed and supported. There is still a long, long way to go. And of course I understand that things are not simple and there are reasons why victims would not want to report. But I still like that this is the message. I feel like it’s important to show that Mia will not be silenced and that she isn’t discouraged from reporting. Of course it’s never easy, but this is part of how the world changes, when women speak out.

Björn accuses her of trying to fight some feminist war, she says yeah (lmao that backfired on him, feminism is not a dirty word for women like Mia) and that she’s not going to keep her mouth shut even if the police can’t prove anything. It’s not blackmail, it’s the truth.

Björn gets up to leave, but before he goes, says Mia is brave, totally alone. One final attempt from him to get her to back down. Mia says she’s not afraid of him. Not gonna lie, I was waiting for that beer on the table to get thrown in someone’s face or for Björn to slam it down and break the glass or something.

After he goes, she takes her phone out of her pocket and says, he’s gone, I’m coming over to you now. She sees a bunch of text messages of support from the crew. Awww, the girls. So were they listening to the conversation? Recording it, hopefully? Because Björn just incriminated the hell of out himself. Not like he denied taking out his dick.

I do wish we had seen more of the girls prior to this scene, because Noora telling her friends was so important in that story. Even if Mia just told Kiki when Kiki visited, that would’ve been really great to see. But I do like that it proves how wrong Björn is when he says she’s totally alone, for that claim to be countered immediately, when we see the whole time she had people on her side.

Social Media/General Comments

Mia’s mom sends her a quote from Julia Engelmann, saying it moves her and she would like Mia to contact her. Google tells me she is a German actress who does slam poetry. I don’t know if there are any specific connotations with her, let me know if there’s something to this person that’s especially relevant to this story. Anyway, the quote is “Everything’s good, but never good enough. I don’t let go enough but allow way too much.” And regardless of the intent of the quote, in the context of Mia’s mom, I think she’s trying to say how her life isn’t what she wants. She feels stifled with Mia’s dad, she’s feeling restless. She wanted to hang out with Mia but something about it almost felt like she just wanted to get away and hang out in Berlin as much as see her daughter. Her life is OK but she craves more, and she isn’t as free as she wants to be, she allows too much from Mia’s dad. Mia is independent and this season she’s been letting down her guard to let someone else in, Mia’s mom wants to be independent and seems like she’s shutting out her husband.

So there’s a clip of sorts between Mia and her mom, that wasn’t in the episode itself, but was posted on the YouTube channel. It’s a video chat. Mia’s mom says she and the dad are separating, and what we learn from Mia is that this isn’t the first time it’s happened, or said it was going to happen, and that obviously Mom went back to Dad before. Mom says she was too weak it call it quits for good before, and now Dad is begging her to stay. Mom didn’t tell Dad, though, she thinks he just has to know that she can’t stand him anymore. Errr, not a great plan? As Mia points out, she’s just going to treat him like shit until he leaves. Mia describes this plan as cowardly. Now Mom gets upset and says Mia is making accusations. Mia thinks she deserves them because she’s playing with her dad and keeping him in suspense instead of being honest. Mom thinks if she throws him out, Dad will just come crawling back, and she’ll have to be the bad guy by breaking up with him. Mia says yeah, sometimes that happens. Mom doesn’t want Dad to hate her. Mia says sometimes that’s how it works. This actually gets through to her mom, like she seems to realize it has to be this way before she ends the call.

It’s amazing because Mia seems to be a lot more mature than her mom, like Mia’s mom is an adult and Mia is a teenager. But Mia also had to grow up faster by being independent and living on her own.

Mia also learned the same lesson earlier this season. She avoided telling Kiki the truth, in an attempt to avoid conflict, not have Kiki hate her, and not deal with the consequences of her relationship with Alexander. But eventually everything was discovered and exploded. Sometimes you have to be the bad guy if you’re going to be honest.

More Jonas messiness as Matteo asks if he wants to know if Hanna hooked up with boy Sam, Jonas says no, but then seems curious when Matteo says she didn’t. Later, Matteo texts Jonas as Jonas is missing his history exam. Jonas seems way too casual about oversleeping and missing the test, he’s not freaking out about it as most people would. My boy, you are all over the place.

Mia texts Hans to come get her and it has such a feeling like Isak texting Eskild after the hotel scene, I love it. I don’t think Hans realized the depth of what happened to Mia just from that short text conversation, obviously, but he came and got her without questions. I enjoyed this especially because at times Hans has seemed more selfish and careless than Eskild was, but we see that he really does have a thoughtful caring side here.

I lost track of some of the SM stuff at the time, but I heard Mia deactivated her Instagram after the assault? If so, ouch, poor Mia. Also a good use of the real-time and SM format.

When Mia texted Björn to arrange a meeting with him, Björn was so overly friendly, using happy emojis, and he said she could come to his place. UGH. Red fucking flag. Mia thankfully suggested the bar without acknowledging what he said. But it just grosses me out how innocent he tried to make himself come across, as if their last encounter didn’t end in Mia running away from him.

There was a ton of fandom drama because Björn’s actor decided to post some stuff on IG about how in a parallel universe Björn and Mia were the OTP or what the fuck ever, and then went on a rant all Alt Er Love when people pointed out it was messed up to glorify his sexual predator character. I didn’t pay a ton of attention to it because at best it was cringe-worthy and probably an attempt to win over the Skam fanbase, at worst gross and inappropriate, like I get it, as an actor you have to get into your character’s mindset, and a guy like Björn probably doesn’t think he’s the bad guy, he’s the one being wrongfully accused. But you shouldn’t carry that abuse apologia when you’re done with the job. Anyway, I don’t think we’ll see Björn after this so ... bye.

I’m not German so feel free to elaborate, clarify, or correct anything that I missed or misunderstood

If you got this far, thank you for reading!

#druck reactions #druck

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DWTS 28 - Week 3 and 4

Hi I’m not dead, just terrible at time management.

Week 3 Movie Night

Random thought: Imagine if Mark were still on the show and he sang “Can’t Take My Eyes Off You” from 10 Things I Hate About You at the start of his partner’s dance.

Lauren and Gleb Tango (Pretty Woman) That took forever to start. Lauren’s dancing on her own is still very stop and go, like she sees them as discrete steps, not a series of connected movements. And her eyes were weirdly unfocused like she didn’t know where to look. The dance was decent but not exciting. 6-7-7 T20

Hannah and Alan Rumba (Bridesmaids) This felt awkward for Hannah. She got all the steps but was missing fluidity and hip action. Pretty costume though. Another decent dance but nothing that made an impression. 7-7-7 T21

Karamo and Jenna Jive (Rocketman) Karamo didn’t point his feet and was lacking bounce. I also feel like he could have projected way more energy than he did here. A good showman though, I think the scores are a tad harsh. Like the bit with the piano on Jenna’s arm. 5-5-6 T16

Ally and Sasha Rumba (Selena) I see a some progress here. Very good transitions. Some of Ally’s hard-hitting-ness was still showing through but she has improved on that front. And kept her feet on the floor during that spin so CAI couldn’t dock them. 8-8-8 T24

Ray withdrew due to injury, and Rashad performed with Cheryl in his place. Always great having Rashad around. He had a very social/rhythm stance which proves he is still continuing with social dancing and whatnot. Nice to see a star continue dancing even after the show.

James and Emma Rumba (A Star is Born) Another solid performance from James. Rumba is a hard dance for the man to shine in but he held his own here. Slight issues with the feet turning in, otherwise I think he would have had tied for top. 8-7-8 T23

Kate and Pasha Quickstep (9 to 5) This was Kate’s dance and she owned it. Very cute. She was light and smooth on all the traditional quickstep phrases. Her hold with Pasha was unflappable. I think a lot of people are overlooking her but Kate has a lot of potential and Pasha knows how to choreograph to pander to the judges while being entertaining. This dance might have put them on a few more radars. 8-8-8 T24

Lamar and Peta Cha Cha (Risky Business) This was barely a cha-cha and Lamar’s time is running out fast. At least he gets to go out doing Risky Business. 4-4-4 T12

Sailor and Val Tango (Mamma Mia) Weird song for a tango. The dance was quite fun. Sailor bobbled a bit in the beginning but after they got lifted down the stairs she had a good performance. Standard masks her hard-hittingness, but it was still there whenever she literally slams her arm around Val when they resume the traditional hold. Val please take care of your shoulder blades. 7-8-8 T23

Kel and Witney Rumba (Titanic) Commendable effort from Kel. He looked strained whenever he had to support Witney’s weight. Hip action, he’s trying. I thought his upper body articulation was very good, and had some very nice arms here and there. 7-6-7 T20

P.S. shoutout to the OG Titanic rumba Shawn and Derek (s15)

Lindsay and partner Cha Cha (Saturday Night Fever) Whatever you think about Lindsay’s partner, face it, he might stick around for a while. He is here to dance and looks to be embracing the process more than other contestants. 5-5-5 T15

Kel and Lamar were the bottom two, but neither were eliminated as Ray had withdrawn. I’m not surprised about Lamar, but I’m worried for Kel. I hope he finds some pull in the fan base because he has potential.

Week 4

No theme (wow, what is this show and what has it done to DWTS??). Leah Remini guest judges. Like, I don’t have anything against the concept of having a guest judge, but some of the guests the how has had is like...what credentials do they have to judge?? Leah wasn’t a fantastic dancer and shouldn’t have lasted that long on her season. What does she know to make her a judge of dance?

Lindsay and partner Paso Doble Very garden-variety, entry-level paso No shaping whatsoever but enough elements to be recognised as a paso. Oh, and a proper paso song at that. First dance he’s had where he can’t hide behind being fun and enjoying himself, but he was still passable. 5-6-5-5 T21

Ally and Sasha Jive Listen, this is like the third time in 4 seasons someone has to jive to this song. And the last 2 times, the performer blew it out of the park. A good dance, but Ally is no Paige Vanzant or Jordan Fisher. She did nothing wrong, just didn’t do anything to be memorable. Oh, and camera mishap. We’ve had one almost every week now. Seriously, what’s heppening in the crew? 8-8-8-8 T32

Kel and Witney Cha Cha This dance was pretty good. I can see Kel opening up more. I think he was a tad overscored at times because the actual cha cha sections felt a bit reserved but the other moments - whoo! I still think there is more to Kel, and it worries me that he is progressing more slowly right now. Not sure he will fully be realised unless things start picking up. 8-8-8-8 T32

Kate and Pasha Argentine Tango Not Kate’s style. I think she felt a bit awkward doing it. They did their best to make it a fun-ish AT but it just felt kinda awkward all around. She also stumbled once and went off time. Still a decent performance, and at least she can get it out of the way. 7-7-6-6 T26

James and Emma Quickstep Okay you know I like James, and he keeps giving me reason to like him. Very nice quickstep. He has the best feet of the male contestants. Is light and bouyant. Flexible and strong for his age. Wonderful stage presence. And Emma always gives him plenty of content. I don’t see why this didn’t get 8s. 7-7-7-7 T28

Hannah and Alan Paso Doble That was not paso music. This dance wasn’t bad but it was a bit weird. Hannah looked like she was trying too hard to be fierce that her whole body was all tensed up. And she would still jump into poses and got a bit stompy at times. Again, part of trying too hard to be fierce for the style. Compared to other dances, this was overscored. 8-8-8-8 T32

Lamar and Peta Viennese Waltz well, that was not as big a hot mess as his previous dances have been. By no means a terrific dance, but at least it was contained and his errors weren’t glaringly obvious. 5-7-4-4 T20 ya know something’s wrong when the judges scores vary that much.

Sailor and Val Cha Cha I thought Sailor would shine in this dance but it felt a little awkward. She was keeping her legs too straight for the most part - yes you’re supposed to have straight legs for the cha cha but there are in-between moments where you can bend at the knees to get into the ground and accentuate the hip action. Sailor was not getting that. Another one overscored compared to earlier dances. 7-8-8-8 T31

Lauren and Gleb Foxtrot this is a weird song for the foxtrot, which put a whole really weird vibe over this dance. Shame, because I thought Lauren had really good execution of what she was given. The choreography didn’t have a lot of musicality in it, which could be part Gleb and part the music being weird for the style. 8-8-8-8 T32

Karamo and Jenna Tango so, this dance was decent and then Karamo looked like he got a bit lost right at the end. It looked like he was gonna do some knee walks but then just shifted his position so...idk. He was flat footed and looked stampy on occasion. 7-7-7-7 T21

Karamo and Lamar were in the bottom two. Lamar goes home. Put him out of his misery.

So this was the first week I thought there were some real outliers in the scoring. Both Hannah and Sailor were clearly overscored. Is there some agenda to keep all the women up this season? Is Ally - who I think is the most hardworking and deserving female contestant at the moment - so far ahead that they need to level the playing field? Is Bobby Bones rallying all of country music behind Lauren? Is Kate pulling in her Office cult? Meanwhile I feel like the judges have been stingier with the men. James is getting a bit of the Jordan nitpick treatment. He should have tied at the top the last 2 weeks. I really really want him to go all the way.

Next week (well today, since it’s after midnight) is Disney night.

#DWTS #dwts28 #dancing with the stars

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"You look like you'd be fun to tickle"

AHHHHHHHH! CORY NO! That's not how you make conversation!!! lmfao😂😂

Also I read breaking dawn and I myself was definitely irritated by Jacob's perspective, to be fair I was Team Edward always when it came to the books I mean there is no other real option especially in New Moon where we clearly see from Bella's perspective her stance on her relationship with Jake. The movie New Moon though I think the director tried to allude that there could of been something between her and Jake eventually. Which is think is what intrigues me the most, you know? The what if?

Tv show I could watch over and over would probably be Game of Thrones or Stranger Things and movie is without a doubt Dirty Dancing and The Outsiders.

I do believe in ghosts definitely, I don't think I've had an experience personally besides THINKING that I've seen shadows and not really knowing if it was but my mom had an experience when I was little that freaked her out pretty bad. Growing up my grandma lived with us and her room was right next to mine and our beds were against the same wall. At night I would knock on the wall and she would knock back and call out my name and one night my mom woke up to her knocking and calling out "Holly!" So naturally my mom got up to tell me to go to bed but I was asleep so my mom went to tell my grandma to leave me alone and not wake me up.....she was asleep. My mom said she ran back to the couch and hid under the covers.

And best compliment I've ever gotten was that I'm very well-spoken and that I'm really in touch with myself. Sounds dumb I know but it means a lot on days when I feel like the dumbest person on the planet lol 😆

Greatest accomplishment? Are you religious? Cats or dogs?

yeah lol to this day i still think about that "experience", if you will.

i think that was the thing in the books is that at least from my memory, bella never wanted jacob. like she cared about him, of course, but she didn't love him the way she loved edward. so when the movies came out and they were trying to do this weird love triangle i'm like... that's not correct.

oh interesting choices. i've never seen game of thrones and only watched the first episode lol but i love stranger things ! dirty dancing is fun and i don't think i've seen the outsiders before.

i think i would pick the first two seasons of skins, and for a movie i would have to go with a cinderella story. there's a reason it's one of my favorites haha

omg that's terrifying! i've had a bunch of different paranormal experiences and my mom believes in this kind of stuff too. my dad and brother never believed. my brother still doesn't, but he has had some weird experiences that kinda make him question.

and no, that's a great compliment ! right before my dad died he told me that i was a really great writer, just based off of the papers i used to write in college and honestly i still think about it.

not to get too dark on you, but i think my greatest accomplishment is continuing to live past the two times i've tried to end my own life. even tho i still struggle with my mental health the fact that i continue to find the will to live is i think the biggest accomplishment i've made.

idk if i'm religious, but i would say i'm spiritual. i believe in a higher power, but i don't know if it's God, or like the cosmos or something otherly that i couldn't comprehend. but i do also believe in an afterlife that would be kinda similar to heaven, but not quite. i think my idea of religion is a bit all over the place to be one specific religion, if that makes sense.

and i'm gonna go with dogs, since i've had dogs all my life. i do like cats tho, but dogs are my favorite.

i feel like i'm starting to run out of question lol but here's some more: if you could have any animal as a pet, what would you have?, if you're going to the movies, what food are you getting?, what is the worst food you ever tried?

#ask #personal

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sailor moon eternal part 1 livewatch

sailor moon eternal is FINALLY here after literally FOREVER! i’ll be watching part 1 today and part 2 tomorrow on usa and chibs’ b-day, all without screencaps like the earliest livewatches so i can get through them faster (if i added pics it would take way longer than 81 minutes!). so without further ado... IT’S DREAM TIME!!!! :D

ooh the netflix logo is a rainbow! :o

EW THIS IS DUBBED AND ZICORNIA SOUNDS GROSS :(

chibs wakes up to a bell! ;)

her room is very pretty!

and she returns to the 30th century on april fool’s day?

chibs: “usagi miraculously got into juban high!” lol :D

OMG YOU CAN PLAY THE JAPANESE VERSION YAS!!!! :D

aww chibs is so cute!

title card! :D

the buildings are so pretty!

usagi: “the new moon obscures the sun...” *insert crystal theme*

the inners have orange eclipse glasses while the moon fam gets blue ones with the eclipse phases on it?

mako is so cute when she blushes! ^_^

lol mina funny face :D

BELL!!!!

this was at the end of s3 right?

OMG HELIOS!!!!

aww diana is on chibs’ head! ♥

mamo’s heart NOOOO

mamo: “it’s fine, i’m just a bit dizzy.” and i’ve been secretly coughing up blood BUT I’M FINE

THE CIRCUS CRAP

their boat thing is so weird and it’s in cgi so it’s so much worse!

did everyone not see the BIG AF SHIP IN THE SKY???

rei: “phobosu, demosu!” cute! :D

i love that the circus pamplet is in japanese even in the english dub! :D (i only switched back to it for that SUB BEST!!!!)

aww chibs is so smol! ^_^

aww usa is so cute when she closes her eyes!

why does usa want to be a kid anyways SHE ACTS JUST LIKE ONE OHHHH

the kalediscopes! :D

chibs: “the kalediscope is begging me to buy it!” me when i get dolls lol :D

it’s been a year since chibs arrived and this is only the first time they

I KNEW SHE’D WANT A SLEEPOVER AS A FAVOR!

chibs with neptune’s mirror is so nice! :)

as is her borrowing mamo’s jammies!

OMG THE KALEIDOSCOPE IS SO PRETTY i know i said no caps BUT LOOK AT IT!!!!!

mamo: “when i raise my own daughter, i’ll be strict no matter what!” um CHIBS IS RIGHT THERE

usa so jellyyyyy

usa wants to be as small as chibs good!

chibs wants mamo to notice her and usa hits back with the daughter bit YAS!!!

usa sleeps naked ew :(

ooh the dream mirror!!!!

usa can’t look at mirrors now lol :D

mamo: “you’re more of an adult chibiusa.” awww!!! :D

EW ZICORNIA she’s japanese now BUT STILL UGGO

zicron is like a pokemon lol

jun jun sounds so rough!

SHE HAS SUCH A HIP HOP STANCE LOL

palla palla sounds so cute! :D

BELL!!!!

this is the pegasus dream!

omg IT IS!! :D

helios’ hair mane is *chef’s kiss*!

i love how pretty tokyo tower is! ♥

the bell is so small! ♥

NO HE’S IN THE CAGE :(

helios sounds ok in english! :)

also i like how german is the first language listed instead of english or japanese lol :D

chibs fell out of bed lol :D

chibs just says ‘a dream?’ in japanese and ‘i’m fine’ after diana asks her in english! :D

aww chibs snuck out :(

tokyo tower is so pink!

mamo in english: “about that pegasus and chibiusa...” excuse you IT’S ‘CHIBIUSA AND THAT PEGASUS’ IN THE CAPTIONS >:(

back to the sub instead of the dub!

aww usa and mamo had the same dream! ♥♥

ooh there’s lens flares as chibs says the time spell!

OH NO A DOME!!!

all diana says is ‘small lady’ but it’s cute!

ves ves has a whip that cracks DON’T GO TO THE JOHNNY TEST SIDE!!!

usa: “who could that pegasus be?” ...a pegasus perhaps?

oh no THE TIGER!!!

mamo’s heart again! :(

CRAP THE TIGER

transformation!!! :D

it doesn’t work lol :D

OMG THIS IS THE YEET MEME I DID!!! :D

aww chibs has ‘moon prism power’ as her henshin! just like mama! :D

chibs: “why can’t we transform?” a second later: *GRAIL YEET!!!*

the transformation is just like the supers version but e n h a n c e d

i know i said no pics BUT LOOK IT’S THEIR FIRST TRANSFORMATION YAS! :D

YAAAS!!!! :D

ew i just realized what palla palla’s top looks like :(

the lemures in this are cute compared to the anime! :D

palla’s giggle! ^_^

TWINKLE YELL YAS!! :D

it’s prettier than the anime

NOW DO MOON GORGEOUS MEDITATION!!!!!

they work together instead of just moon in the anime

i got chills with that! :D

mamo’s voice sounds so sore!

now age switch guys!!!

ew is mamo sweating poor guy!

HE FAINTED!!!

ves ves: “new phone who dis?”

omg usa and chibs just said they don’t want to switch AND PALLA SWITCHES THEM BOI!!!!

and mamo is gone!

it’s zicron pokemon!

nehalennia (idk if that’s how her name is really spelled tho but the captions say that?) sounds so pretty! :D

they’re in the hospital! :D

the inners have such a dull face and then they’re like EHHH???? lol :D

they went from silly to serious REAL QUICK

ami mom! :D

omg the sunset is so pretty look!

now usa and mamo’s age gap is weirder lol :D

the shadows in this are amazing!! :D

aww he touched her cheek :)

you’re not a burden mamo you’re sailor earth!

aww he’s asleep with his mouth open a bit :)

NO USA YOU NEED TO BE WITH MAMO!!!

aww they’re cuddling!

yeah chibs MAMO IS YOUR DAD DON’T BE JELLY

diana: “small lady!” chibs: “i’m not small right now!” lol :D

helios likes what he sees! ;)

chibs: “this is because of the enemy!” helios: “this must be their doing!” yeah THAT’S WHAT CHIBS JUST SAID???

chibs is gonna need a whole new uniform it’s ripped!

ooh ami has a laptop! :o

aww she’s thinking of setsuna :)

ami’s awake at 1 am wowza! :o

ami mom: “you’re so responsible. that’s why i leave you at home all the time!” ALL THE TIME BOI!!!!!

has cere cere said anything so far tho?

the amozon tr

OMG TIGER’S EYE IS SO KAWAII

so is fish eye but ya know that’s him

hawk’s eye is so eh :/

OMG THEY ALL KAWAII!!!!

fish eye is like mercury and neptune combined!

dory and nemo cameo! :D

aww ami thinks the fish eye fish is kawaii! ^_^

oh no things just got spooky...

ami’s uncertain walk though!

her dad is a jerk! :(

aww ami’s so lonely! :’(

EW FISH EYE HAS GROSS HANDS!!!!

get out of the spell ami!!

ami: “my dream is to be loved!” NOT WITH FISH BOI

OMG SHE’S DRAGGED INTO THE MIRROR

this is creepier than the manga!

it’s like she’s drowning in ahtohallan!

the mini mercs! :D

mini mercs: “you must wake up, princess mercury!” PRINCESS!! :D

MERCS TRANSFORM!!!!!!

fish eye says ‘nani’ funny! :D

ooh the water effects on her transformation are so good! :D

remember when crystal s3 was really good NOT ANYMORE :D

mercury aqua rhapsody tho! ♥

aww usa and chibs have new outfits! :D

YAAAS THEY SWITCHED BACK!!! :D

YAAAAS LET’S GOOO!!!!!!

that echo on ‘meditation tho!’

there was a fade after palla palla said ‘this is interesting!’ and then it cuts right back to the senshi although there isn’t a long pause!

aww you’re the true maiden chibs! :(

IT’S NOT YOU USA

poor chibs! :(

NO AMI IT’S CHIBS’ TIME TO SHINE!!!

aww it made her tingle to be called maiden!

you’re not powerless chibs!

aww helios’ little head cock :)

OMG SHE JUST KISSED A HORSE

dude!!! horse dude! :D

helios: “your dream is always needed!” YAAAS!!! :D

this is why chibs/helios is such a great ship! (although

those raindrops are like hail beads!

i’m just calling nehalennia n-bish since her name is so hard to spell

HELIOS ISN’T A PEST N-BISH!!! >:(

ooh rey has archery! :D

aww what cute music! ^_^

rei: “we need someone to work at the shrine!” mina: “just get an adopted son-in-law!” MINA NO

rei is an ace lesbian confirmed!

mina: “just think of it as a helper!” ...then just get a helper?

this movie goes from silly to serious REALLY FAST

rei’s grandpa is so dramatic lol :D

rei wants to take over the family business :)

woah rei DON’T SHOOT YOUR CROWS WITH THAT ARROW

elementary school is a thing in japan!

aww rei knows the crows’ names! :)

no rei won’t ever leave grandpa! :(

ooh morning fireworks!

even though they’re at the enemy circus the girls are still so enchanted!

usa: “we’re not here to have fun! ... HEY I WANNA GO ON THE GO KARTS TOO!!” lol :D

oh no MIRROR HOUSE

OMG THE GUESTS WERE LEMURES!!!

THE DOOR IS GONE!!!! :o

smol rei! :D

rei catches onto the trap quickly!

EW SMOL REY JUST KISSED TIGER’S EYE :(

EWWWW SHE’S A BRIDE TO HIMMM!!!!! :(

CRAP REI JUST GOT SHOT DOWN!!!

oh no the spell is working! :(

cere cere has a sailor v mask!

AGAIN WITH THE WHIP CRACKS VES VES >:(

UGGO ZICORNIA >:((

artemis just wanted to see the circus! :/

it’s phobos and demos!!! :D

rei’s too awesome for a smol guardian SHE HAS TWO!!! :D

rei’s transformation is on fire bby! B)

i love how the flowers from the first two crystal seasons are still in the sayings! :D

tiger’s eye wants to be an artist BUT HE’S A MODEL BOI!!

aww michiru’s message of love! ♥

HOLD UP was she topless???

mars flame sniper is way more epic than the anime!

tiger’s eye: “my dream is to be an artist!” MODEL!

usa’s go kart sick lol :D

chibs: “you’re a high school student you should be able to handle it! :D lol :D

aww cat head! ^_^

palla palla’s having a tantrum lol :D

jun jun calls zicornia a ‘cross old lady’ lol :D

i like how the manga acts are blended together so well! :D

chibs: *stares dreamily out of a window* watashi naritakute much?

chibs can’t resist the chocolate! :D

diana finally said something other than small lady! :D

poor mamo!

NO THE BLOOD :(

that bloody hand is getting on the sheets a bit ew :(

there are piles of trash in juban now WHY

seeing modern cars in sailor moon is so weird! (as is laptops!)

aww chibs looked both ways before crossing the street! :D

THEIR FACES THO

of course mako goes to the herbal shop! :D

ok maybe hawk’s eye isn’t eh he’s sort of fab! :D

hawk’s eye: “my dream didn’t come true, i achieved it myself!” ..that’s part of a dream coming true tho?

he gave mako a ring wow! :o

an EVIL ring >:)

aww it’s the mako chibs cooking show! :D

they said ‘itadakimasu’ just like in one of my stories! :D (that’s what you say before you eat to thank whoever cooked the meal!)

mako has visions of harumichi!

NO CHIBS DON’T GIVE MAMO THE RING!!!

aww mamo’s little wave! :D

mako asks to look around the shop first! ♥

woah she’s just confiding in hawk’s eye about being a senshi i know it’s spell but WOWWW

hawk’s eye: “join me in selling nightmares!” how much are they tho like 100 buckaroos?

the sign magically went to ‘closed’! :o

DID VES VES JUST STEP ON MAKO???

GUARDIAN JUPES SLAP!!

mako has cloth over her instead of being naked like in the manga! i wonder how the last act of stars will play out then...

haruka vision! :D

mako: “makenai!” ♫ SAILOR STAR!!!! ♫

mini jupes: “i’m the other you!” it’s ok you can say ‘better half’ lol ;)

she says ‘superstrength jupiter’ :)

JUPES TRANSFORM EPIC

i like how mako says ‘i’ll leave you numb!’ in her saying!

JUPITER OAK EVOLUTION!!!! :D (way cooler than the anime!)

it’s so gray outside!

don’t make mako feel for you hawk bish! >:(

the amazon quartet always critisize the senshi lol :D

OMG MAMO’S BEING ATTACKED!!!! :o

moon gorgeous meditation 3! :D

aww chibs is staying close to helios!

human reveal!! :D

elysion is so pretty!

the lighting in this movie is *chef’s kiss*!

mamo and helios both have black roses TWINSIES :(

usa and mako: “dead moon!” *look at each other* jinx!

they call n-bish ‘nehalennia’ in the captions but she’s actually ‘nehelenia’?

aww usamo hug! ♥

the senshi are all

MINA RUNNING THO

mina: “i cant transform!” the senshi be like ‘same’! :D

aww artemis!

oh yeah this is the ‘mina gets grumpy’ act!

oh yeah xenotime and zeolite exist! :o

OMG THEY’RE SO CREEPY :(

OMG SOME RANDOM DUDE JUST PUNCHED A RANDOM DUDE :o

mina has a cute hat! :D

aww rei borrowed michiru’s mirror :)

ami has a tablet! :o

mina counted the times that the outers have been mentioned JELLYYY

MINA STOP BEING SO JELLY OF THE OUTERS

REI DIDN’T CALL YOU WEIRD OMG!!!!!

her sandals are cute tho ^_^

and good thing one of the lite creeps wore sunglasses!

LITE BOIS STOP BEING SO CLOSE!!!!

ah yes the ‘let’s endanger kids’ part!

OMG THE ROCK!!!

the senshi are here! :D

oh no the lite bois trapped the senshi in knives! :o

the kids are lemures! :o

mina: “i’m... losing conciousness..” show don’t tell huh mina?

OMG ARTIE JUST CLAWED MINA!!!

yay he saved her! :D

and the human transformatino is in 3.. 2.. 1...

OMG THERE’S BLOOD!!!!

mina: “we were always two hearts beating as one!” aww :)

HUMAN ARTIE!!!! :D

artie you’re not inadequate!

mina doesn’t need a mini her either she has the best kitty partner! :D

venus transform time!! :D

aww there’s a little heart transition! :)

i see the chorus is still there a bit from crystal!

mina: “allow me to punish you with love!” the best kind of punishment!

aww mina’s little giggle before ‘love and beauty shock’! :D

thanks for killing the lite bros mina! :D

yay they can all transform! :D

yay!!! :D

cere cee: “the party isn’t over yet!” ;)

OH CRAP THE VINES!!!

this is where the outers come in right?

it cuts to chibs! :o

aww she has luna p on her bedsheets! :)

oh no usa is coughing! :o

NOT ZICORNIA AGAIN >:(

SHE SOUNDS LIKE AN OLD MAN WTF

omg it’s over!! :o

...wait a sec

post credits scene with hotaru talking about the second coming! (of her perhaps?) ;)

and now it ends for real! :D

this was awesome and just as great as the manga! the animation is incredible, especially in lighting and shadows! i can’t wait to see what happens tomorrow! :D

#livewatch #let the dreams begin! :D

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oo6.

1. Do you have any sort of “secret” goals or dreams, where you think about doing something a lot, but haven’t told anyone about it or actually made steps to achieve it? Maybe something you aren’t quite serious about, but still like to consider? >> I’m not sure. I don’t think so. Making goals isn’t a thing I’m really into. I don’t like to focus my life on one thing (moving to New Orleans is the only thing that I’m focused on, and that’s causing me enough grief because I can’t really do anything about furthering that process, it’s just a waiting game), because it has a tendency to tunnel my vision. I like to be open to as many opportunities as possible, and also... what kind of goals would a person like me have, anyway? 2. Does your town/area have a farmer’s market? Do you ever buy your vegetables there rather than grocery store? >> There are probably quite a few, but the one I know about is down the road from me. I haven’t been there when they start selling foodstuffs yet; I’m looking forward to finally buying produce from there, though. 3. Has anyone ever “ruined” anything for you (for example: your partner says, “oh, this song always reminds me of my ex” and you never want to listen to it again, or your friend is so obsessed with a movie that you start to resent the film)? >> Nah. That reminds me of Vlad, though, and how Sigma and Crystal fucking ran Repo! the Genetic Opera into the fucking ground around her to the point where Vlad refused to ever watch it or have anything to do with it. Like, damn, how obnoxious do you have to be to drive someone to that point. (Obviously if someone doesn’t find it obnoxious, then go ape-shit -- but if someone’s like “please stop singing these songs literally all the time” and you keep doing it? You’re the asshole in this situation.) 4. If you had a significant other and somehow got a chance to kiss your celebrity crush, would you still go for it? >> I don’t think my significant others would have anything against me kissing Idris Elba LMAOsdnfkglkj 5. If you still live with your parents, is it scary for you to imagine living away from them when you move out on your own? If you live on your own, how did you cope with moving away from your family for the first time? >> I didn’t really have time to acclimate to the change. I left my father’s house and drove myself straight back into the lion’s den that fucked me up the first time, because trauma does weird shit to people and in my case at that time, it made me... go back to it. And predictably, more fucked up shit happened, and I ended up back at my father’s house anyway, and then I turned 18 and got put into the hospital for suicidal ideation, and after that I was... on my own. Officially. And I had a drug-addict boyfriend, which took up all my time and energy, so I once again had no time or energy to process the fact that I was an adult out in this world that I was in no way prepared for. So, you know. I coped wonderfully!

6. Do you tend to be attracted to people that are more similar to you in interests and mannerisms or do you tend to be attracted to someone opposite/complementing to you? >> I really don’t, like... think about it. I’m just attracted to whom I’m attracted to. I trust there’s a reason for it, but I don’t make a big deal out of looking for the reason. 7. If you could choose your dream cast for a movie, name 3-4 actors you’d choose to be in it. >> Hmm. 8. Is there something that people complain about that just makes your roll your eyes because you think is not a big deal and you would gladly trade your own issues for it? >> Unfortunately, yeah, and every time I feel that way I have to talk myself out of it, because it’s uncharitable and short-sighted, not to mention dismissive of other people’s experiences and traumas. But, you know, being human, and all. It be’s like this sometimes. (It’s usually about people I don’t know, like, teenagers on tumblr complaining about... idk, their parents or something.) 9. Does it bother you when you find out that your friends have hung out without inviting you? >> This is definitely not a problem I have.

10. Have you discovered or learned anything that’s excited you, lately? If not, do you ever actually feel excitement when learning about something new? >> Sure. I mean, I don’t remember what exactly now, but that’s a familiar feeling. 11. What is a talent that a lot of other people desire or value but you really don’t care to have (e.g., singing, etc.)? >> Hmm... playing an instrument, I’d say. I like singing just fine. And I love to listen to other people play instruments, I don’t need to play one myself. 12. Do you remember the first time you consciously took a stand for your own rights (e.g., walking out of class while offended)? If you don’t remember the first time, can you explain one time when you’ve done this? >> Yeah, I really don’t remember the first time I might have done something like this. I don’t even remember any time I’ve done anything like this. I don’t think I like... take a conscious stand for things. I don’t know. 13. Is there something that you would claim as the best purchase you ever made? >> Probably not. I mean, I make decent purchases, but nothing that stands out. 14. Have you ever received an unwanted gift from someone trying to woo you? Did you accept it or reject it? >> I don’t think so. 15. Do you find that you compare yourself to others often? What sort of things do you find you compare most? >> Nah, I don’t do it all that often. Like, it happens sometimes, but it’s not a big problem I need to fix or anything. Sometimes I compare my relationship with Wednesday to other people’s relationship to [their personal incarnations of Wednesday], and that’s dumb but I know it comes from my anxieties regarding religious things in general. Christian leftovers, basically. Religious trauma is the issue I need to work on, not necessarily my knee-jerk comparing. 16. Do you ever do something in public and then worry that you might have embarrassed the people you were with? >> Sometimes, but that’s usually because substances were involved. It’s not a big problem now. 17. What was the last thing to make you really inspired to write or create art? If you don’t remember the last thing, do you ever find yourself struck by sudden inspiration? >> I do find myself struck with sudden inspiration on occasion, but I try not to depend upon that. Inspiration is fickle, and sometimes you just need to sit down and write whether it shows up or not. 18. Are you excited at all about the upcoming The Perks of Being a Wallflower movie? >> LOL 19. Would you say that you have a competitive streak when it comes to certain things? Which situations bring out the competitor in you? >> I’m really not competitive at all. In a battle of natural selection, I’d fucking lose so hard. 20. Have you ever boycotted a product or corporation? How come? >> Nah. 21. Are there any people whom you aspire to be like? Which traits do you find in those people that you wish to emulate? >> I mean, everyone I know has at least a couple of traits that I’d like to develop more in myself. Whether I do it or not is another story, lmao. 22. Are you a registered bone-marrow donor? If not, would you be interested in registering (bethematch.org) or is there something that turns you away from it? >> I’m not, but Sparrow is. The moment she said that it’s hella painful I was like “okay, donation is noble and wonderful but uh. I’m good” 23. If someone asks you to hang out, but for some reason you’re just feeling lazy/don’t want to go anywhere, do you ignore them, make up an excuse, or just tell them the honest truth? >> Listen, people who are going to be friends with me need to know that I’m gonna need days to just veg out at home and decompress and shit, or even to just be by myself for a little while, so I might as well be honest from the gate. I’ll try to make it up to them another day. 24. Do you think it should be illegal for gas stations to sell synthetic drugs (like K2 and Bath Salts) under the guise of them being “potpourri,” or do you think it’s not the gas stations’ fault for trying to make a penny, it’s the user’s fault for abusing the potpourri? >> I do think that should be illegal, because I’ve witnessed first-hand what K2 does to people. I even tried it myself, and oh my god, fuck that shit to hell. It’s... it’s disturbing. It’s so disturbing. I wish it’d go the fuck away. And while I’m all for personal accountability, I feel that’s an unnecessarily callous stance to take when it comes to substance use and abuse. There are a lot of factors that go into substance use and abuse -- mental health, socioeconomic position, the usage habits of one’s community, social alienation, desperation... like, the nuances are myriad. Saying something like “well they could just NOT use it” is an easy way to earn my distrust. 25. Have you heard of or even read the novel, “50 Shades of Grey”? If so, what’s your opinion about it? >> Heh. Yeah, I tried to read it. I didn’t get very far. I did see the movie, though! I used to feel a lot more strongly about it, but honestly, that was a waste of my fucking energy and I was just being ridiculous. It’s not that deep.

#surveys #survey #random survey

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Wrong Number

*James Madison x Reader

*Summary: A wrong number text leads to some interesting things.

*Warnings: Maybe a swear word, idk

*A/N: I’ve been sitting on this idea for like two months now and I barely got around to writing it. I’m not dead, just busy with school. By the way, should I start adding word counts to these?

“Thomas Jefferson, I am getting ready to murder you,” you groaned as Thomas walked you back to your apartment building.

“What? All I said was the obvious,” Thomas replied with a smirk. The two of you had just gotten back from hanging out with some of his friends, where Thomas had felt the necessity to reveal your long-held single status. After that, everyone felt the need to comment on it and give you unsolicited advice. Even Aaron Burr put his two cents in, which was insulting since he never really took a stance on anything. The only one who didn’t feel the need to comment was Thomas’s friend James, who you had just met that night.

“Yeah, but you don’t need to say it in front of people I barely know!” You argued. “It’s just rude.”

“I’ll have you know that all of those guys are single, except for Aaron,” Thomas replied. “I could’ve just gotten you a date. You should be thanking me.”

“I don’t understand how you reached that far,” you said, shaking your head slightly. “That should really be a new record, Thomas.”

“Don’t say I never do anything for you,” he teased, smiling widely as you reached the building.

“Why do I keep talking to you?” You asked, shoving his shoulder playfully.

“Because you’ve known me since you moved here,” he replied simply. “See you later, (y/n).”

“Sure thing, Thomas. Try not to bite off Hamilton’s head at work tomorrow,” you told him with a hug.

“No promises,” he laughed. With that, you both separated and you made your way up to your apartment. While he was a pain in your ass, Thomas was right: he’s been your friend since you first moved to New York and you’d been through too much with him to drop him now. You were ready to just relax and get ready for the next day. It seemed the world didn’t want that though, because as soon as you closed the door behind you, your phone dinged with a notification.

From: Unknown 1 minute ago

You really shouldn’t have given her such a hard time. She was obviously uncomfortable.

The text confused you, especially with how vague it was. Normally you would just leave wrong number texts alone (unless the person got unnecessarily hostile), but you don’t know what came over you. You just chalked it down to Thomas getting inside your head, try as you might to prevent that.

To: Unknown Now

I think you might have the wrong number?

You expected that to be the last of it, so you began going around your apartment, tidying up a bit. You had to admit that you were procrastinating, not ready to admit that you had to go to work the next day. As you started wiping down the counters, your phone went off again.

From: Unknown Now

Thomas? You’re not screwing with me, right?

To: Unknown Now

Yeah, sorry, I’m not Thomas.

From: Unknown Now

I’m so sorry, I don’t save any numbers to my phone so I think I got mixed up.

To: Unknown Now

That’s alright, maybe you should start saving them lol

That was the last text you sent that night, hoping that the unknown texter found his or her friend. The next day went without incident, and you had nearly forgotten about the texts. It wasn’t until Thomas had texted you later that night that you were reminded of the mysterious texter. You scrolled through the slightly awkward messages, and with a sudden lack of impulse, you sent a new message.

To: Unknown Seconds ago

Hey, did you ever find your friend’s number?

From: Unknown Now

Oh, hey, yeah, I did.

You smiled at the text, putting your phone down for now. You knew it was weird, and normally you wouldn’t, but for some reason you wanted to keep texting that unknown number. It was a cliche, really, expecting anything to come from making friends with the unknown texter. In all realness, it was more likely that you’d end up blocked rather than anything happening.

From: Unknown Now

I’m James, by the way.

Or maybe not.

You and James started talking regularly after that, much to your surprise. You figured that it would end up like most of your internet friendships: dead after a week. You also found out that you and James had a lot in common, from your shared affinity for Broadway to the willingness to step in if you saw someone was being made uncomfortable. Slowly you found yourself looking forward to James’s texts, so much so that even Thomas began to notice.

“Alright, that’s it, I’m taking your phone away,” Thomas said, plucking it out of your hands as he settled onto the couch beside you. You scrambled to get it back, but he kept it just out of arm’s reach.

“What? Why? Thomas, c’mon, dude, give it back,” you said, still trying to get your phone from him.

“No, it’s movie night, (y/n)!” Thomas responded. “What’re you even doing on there that’s got you so hung up?”

“I’ve been texting someone,” you admitted. You immediately regretted it the second you saw Thomas’s stupid grin growing. “Shut up!”

“I haven’t even said anything,” Thomas defended himself. “But is this someone someone I should know about?”

“No, he’s not,” you said. “We’ve just been talking.”

“Oh, so it is a he! How’d you meet him?” Thomas asked, infinitely more interested in the possibility of your love life than whatever movie the two of you were going to watch for the hundredth time. “Was it work?”

“No, you know I hate everyone that I work with,” you said. Thomas nodded, acknowledging the well-known fact. “It was actually a wrong number text and we kinda just started talking from then on.” You looked at Thomas sheepishly, whose face had turned into one of shock. It wasn’t until your phone clattered to the floor that Thomas snapped out of it.

“Excuse me?” Thomas asked. He had schooled his features to look a little less shocked, but the shock was still there nonetheless. “(Y/n), for all you know, you could be talking to a serial killer.”

“Good thing I know a great lawyer to put him away then, huh?” You tried joking, but Thomas was having none of it. “Jokes, jokes!”

“That’s not something to joke about, (y/n),” Thomas scolded you. “But really, a random number? I’ve supported your online dating thing, but that’s a bit too far.”

“Oh come on, Thomas! He’s just a friend!” You argued. “Plus, if it were up to you, I’d be dating someone you could keep an eye on.”

“Uh, yeah,” Thomas deadpanned. “Then I would know when to step in if he wasn’t treating you right. C’mon, (y/n), you’re a rational woman. You should know this sounds crazy.”

“I’ll admit, it does sound a bit crazy, but he’s a really nice guy,” you tried appealing to the side of Thomas that just wanted the best for you. It didn’t work. Thomas just shook his head, his disapproval evident in his body language. The two of you continued with your movie night, Thomas not bringing up the situation anymore.

“Have you ever considered meeting the guy?” Thomas asked a few weeks later when you met him for lunch.

“What?” You asked, looking up from your phone. James had a few minutes free for his lunch break, so you were taking advantage of it.

“Wow, I’m feeling neglected here.” Thomas rolled his eyes, pointing his fork at you. “But have you considered meeting the guy?”

“No, we haven’t exactly talked about that, you know?” You told him. “I thought you were against me talking to him?”

“Because you obviously listened to me,” Thomas sassed. “I figured that if you’re not going to listen to your best friend, I might as well make sure you’re being safe about this.”

“Wow, the Southern Sass™ is too much for me to handle,” you joked. “But I’m glad you’re warming up to the idea.”

“So you admit you are thinking of him like that!” Thomas crowed successfully.

“Shut up!” You laughed, not denying it.

To: James Five minutes ago

What do you think about maybe meeting up one day?

From: James Two minutes ago

I’d definitely love to meet you! Maybe we could go see a show

From: James Seconds ago

My treat, of course

You and James began making real plans to meet each other soon after, under Thomas’s close supervision. Thomas was starting to warm up to the idea of you meeting James, as long as you would take him along. About a week before you were supposed to meet James in person, Thomas decided to drag you out with his friends once again.

“Can you get off of your phone for once?” Thomas asked as the two of you walked into the bar. “I’m sure he’ll understand.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you brushed him off. Thomas just shook his head, looking around for his friend. He spotted James at a table in the back and took your hand leading you over there.

“Really, you too?” Thomas asked in exasperation when he noticed James on his phone. “Why are both of my friends attached to their phones?”

“It seems like you need more friends then,” you joked.

“It’s always nice to see you too, Thomas,” James laughed.

“Whatever,” Thomas huffed. “(Y/n), I’m sure you remember James?”

“Yeah, of course. He’s the only one that was nice to me when you were being a dick,” you teased, holding your hand out for James to take. “It’s nice to see you, James.”

“You too, (y/n),” James replied with a smile. You and Thomas took your seats, James getting up to go grab some drinks for you both. Thomas was watching both you and James carefully, already starting to connect some of the dots in his mind. He watched as you sent a text, looking over to James and seeing him smiling at something on his phone. Thomas then watched as James texted something else, looking over to you as you smiled at the new message on your phone.

“Oh,” Thomas let out, almost unknowingly. You looked up at him, arching a brow. Thomas just waved you off, already thinking of ways to prove his suspicion. “Hey, what’s that guy’s name again?”

“James,” you replied, sending another text.

“Interesting,” Thomas said as James took his seat, placing the drinks in front of you and Thomas. Thomas watched James look at his phone once again, smiling at the new text. He watched the both of you text back and forth for a few minutes before he couldn’t take it anymore. As he abruptly stood, he took the phones out of both yours and James’s hands.

“Dude!”

“Thomas!” James protested at the same time.

“You guys are clearly blind,” Thomas said. He pocketed the phones, holding up a hand for the two of you to listen before you got upset. “(Y/n), what’s the name of that guy you’ve been texting?”

“His name is James, why?” You asked, clearly not seeing where Thomas was going with this.

“Okay, this apparently isn’t as clear as I thought it was,” Thomas muttered to himself, running a hand over his face. “James, you’ve been on your phone a lot more than usual. Who have you been texting?”

“A girl,” James responded, staying vague.

“The name, James,” Thomas demanded.

“(Y/n),” he reluctantly provided. Thomas stared at the two of you, hoping that would be enough for you to connect the dots yourselves. When you didn’t, Thomas let out an exaggerated sigh.

“Really? You guys aren’t seeing this?” Thomas asked, met by blank stares. “Here, let me make it clear. (Y/n), meet James, the guy you’ve been texting. James, meet (y/n), the girl you’ve been texting.”

“You’re?” You asked, turning to James.

“And you’re?” James asked in return.

“Alright, my job here is done,” Thomas said, putting the phones back on the table. “I’ll be calling the both of you tomorrow, so watch yourself, James.” With that, Thomas gave you a hug and left the bar, leaving you and James to talk.

“You know, that first text makes a lot of sense now,” you joked.

“Yeah, I guess it does,” James laughed. “I was trying to tell off Thomas for making you uncomfortable, but I guess that didn’t exactly happen.”

“I can’t believe neither of us pieced it together without Thomas,” you told him.

“I guess something good did come from that night,” James replied. “You want to get out of here and do something?”

“Yeah, let’s go,” you said, getting your bag and standing up. James followed, taking your hand as he led you into the New York streets.

“And I can fully take credit for getting these two together,” Thomas bragged, his champagne glass held close as he gave his speech. You and James shared a look, and you had to hold in your laughter as James rolled his eyes. “But seeing my two best friends here on their wedding day is well worth the frustration they put me through.”

Thomas’s speech was met with loud applause, and the pleased smile he shot you and James was enough to make you actually laugh. “You know, I’m really glad I didn’t save numbers before,” James told you, taking your hand and bringing it to his mouth to brush a kiss along your knuckles.

“You really should start doing that,” you teased.

“Your number is the only one I need saved,” James replied smoothly, making you melt just a little. You knew that he was serious, if only slightly, but that just proved even more that you had made the right decision in answering that wrong number text.

#james madison x reader #hamilton imagine #james madison imagine

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