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bloodynereid · 5 months

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Hii, Could you write a friendzone fic where Jordan Li knows about the reader's feelings and says he doesn't feel the same cause they are in love with Marie, but after arguments and drama insisting that you're just their friend, they become very cold towards you and walk away but seeing you with someone else can't be helped feel so bad (gender neutral pls)

Love (A Tale of Two Souls)

pairing: gn! reader x oc (dani), jordan li x gn! reader (very brief), jordan li x marie moreau

tw: crying, communicating with the dead, fainting, making out, kissing, heartbreak, just general ANGST, jordan is sort of annoying in this one sorry

description: love is tough and ever evolving.

a/n: so... i decided to combine 2 requests i got since they were pretty similar. hopefully this is what you were both looking for and i really liked writing this <3

You were drumming your fingers against the wooden table when they came in. Your body instantly straightened and you looked up to see Jordan heading over to your table. A smile brightened up your face and you sent him a small wave.

“Y/N!”

“Hey, Jord. How are you?” You asked as they settled into the seat in front of you, you faintly heard the librarian shushing the two of you. The sound prompted laughs to erupt from the both of you.

“I’m okay, how have you been, darling?” They asked as he smiled at you.

“Oh, I’ve been good. Surviving.”

“I still have no idea why you chose to do that physics course.”

“I was bored.” You whispered out, making them roll their eyes.

“Please remind me to never be around you when you get bored, it always leads to bad decisions.”

“Hey!” Your offended tone makes a loud laugh from Jordan echo in the library and you just know you’re about to get kicked out. “You idiot, now I need to find somewhere else to study.”

“Eh it’s fine she left like 2 minutes ago.”

“Fuck off.”

“Nope. I like pissing you off too much.”

Your eyes narrow and your mouth opens to send a retort when Jordan’s attention is pulled away from you and towards the left side of you. You quickly turn around and catch sight of… Marie. Wonderful and beautiful and perfect Marie.

“Hey you guys.” She says as she pulls out the chair next to yours and drops her bag next to the table. You see a flustered smile overtake Jordan’s face and you feel your heart fall to your feet.

“Hi Marie.” You choked out before grabbing your calculator and turning it back on. Time to get back to your physics homework.

But… you can’t seem to get anything done, not when you can clearly hear Jordan and Marie laughing and chatting next to you. Flirting up a storm. God you feel so bad feeling jealous of something so… beautiful but you can’t help it.

With a huff you gather up your notebooks and pens, before shoving them unceremoniously into your bag. You distantly hear your voice saying some strained goodbyes that are mostly ignored before heading out of the library and towards one of your preferred spots.

The winter wind seems to bite at your exposed face and arms because you feel a chill starting to overtake your body. Fucking hell, this is one of those times you wished you had temperature abilities.

You rubbed your arms and pushed open one of the many doors of the abandoned building that sat at the edge of campus. No one really came here because everyone thought it was haunted but it was still one of your absolutely favorite spots. Plus the spirits here liked you.

A cloud of dust puffed up from the old couch that you decided to settle on and your lungs immediately adjusted to the change in atmosphere. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

Fuck you needed to get your feelings under control. You had a crush on possibly the worst person to have a crush on. Especially because Jordan was basically head over heels in love with Marie. And worse you were pretty sure they knew you liked them. Or maybe they just liked to tease you for the hell of it.

Your head rolled back against the ancient cushions and sleep overtook you. The sounds of the dead creatures started to invade your dreams and you felt a smile spread over your face. Home.

A few days after your little situation at the library you really did not think things could get any worse. But they did… you were casually strolling through campus on your way to class when you decided to take one of the many known short cuts.

What you didn’t expect to see was Jordan and Marie fully just making out in broad daylight, without a care in the world. A horrible pain shot through your entire body as you let out a gasp.

Your gasp must have been loud enough that it prompted them to stop making out and just as you saw Jordan’s head turning to look at you, you bolted out of there.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

You let out a deep breath when you got to another one of your favorite hiding places, the forest. You slid down one of the trees and onto the forest floor. A loud sob made its way out of your throat and tears involuntarily slid from your eyes.

You should have anticipated this. Fuck. The spirits didn’t even seem like much help as they circled around you. Being able to communicate with the dead turned out to be more of a blessing than a curse after you learned to control it. But times like this made it hard to actually rangle them.

Their loud wails matched your own as you started to feel drained. The world began to spin and suddenly everything turned black.

“Ow.” Was the first thing to leave your mouth when bright lights blinked down on you. A moment later the outline of a face appeared in front of your eyes.

“Oh thank god you’re awake.”

“Uh…”

“I’m Dani.” The person’s outline started to become less blurry and suddenly their face came into focus.

“Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you.” The soft smile from Dani made one appear on your face as well as they started to help you up. Their long red hair was tied up in a bun but there were a bunch of random strands that fell out and framed their face.

“Hi.”

“Hi there. You gave me quite a scare.”

“Oh sorry about that.”

“No, no, don’t be sorry. I mean I found you unconscious in the forest during my run, I’m sorry that no one found you earlier.”

“Oh god, that’s embarrassing. I’ve kind of had a shitty- wait, what day is it?”

“Monday…”

“Shit, ok that’s good at least I didn’t black out for a week like last time.” You said, making Dani’s face turn from concerned to surprised.

“That’s some power you’ve got there.”

“Tell me about it.”

The next few weeks were bliss. The kind of bliss you never thought you would ever be granted. After you were released from the med bay, you and Dani hung out A LOT. They were naturally funny and charming and just incredible. You slowly started to forget about Jordan and the heartbreak that had led you to Dani.

Of course, you still saw Jordan and Marie around campus and you were nice to them but you put distance between yourself and them. You knew that you weren’t the kind of person who would get in between a relationship and you had Dani now.

God, it felt like you were falling harder than ever before as the hours and days rolled by. They seemed to actually like you as well.

Your powers even complimented each other! Even if they were opposites since you dealt with the dead and theirs dealt with bringing life to the things around them.

You even told them about Jordan and what prompted you to meet them in the first place. Somehow, it felt like you were healing. Your powers even seemed easier to control and it felt less like a task to get up in the morning.

It was the annual gala at God U and you had managed to snag tickets for you and Dani. It was sort of the first time you would be out as a couple, other than the few first dates you had been on.

You clutched onto Dani’s hand as you walked through the doors. You were both wearing comfy suits that were perfectly tailored and you both looked fucking amazing.

“You look so hot, love.” You whispered in Dani’s ear making a blush travel from their cheeks downward, highlighting their red hair.

“And you look fucking magestic.” They said, making you laugh and you gave them a quick kiss.

“Well, what do we have here?” The distinctive voice of Jordan Li made you turn towards them as a protective hand encircled your back. You were pulled towards Dani and you responded by looping an arm around their shoulders.

“Hey, Jord.”

“Hi Y/N, and you are?”

“Dani. Nice to meet you.”

“Would it be okay if I talked to Y/N for a second?” Jordan asked and you felt Dani stiffen beside you. You gave them a quick peck on the cheek before nodding and they smiled at you before slipping off to the bar.

“What do you want?”

“I want to know why you’ve been actively avoiding me lately.”

“I’ve been busy.”

“I can see that. Dani seems like a nice distraction.”

“Dani’s my partner. Not a distraction. So I repeat, what do you want Jordan?”

“I-” They seemed lost for a moment, making you roll your eyes. You weren’t going to go through the pain of this dance again.

“I’ve got to go, but it was good to see you again.” You bit out before heading over to Dani who had a concerned look on their face.

Jordan Li might have been your first love but you were certain Dani was going to be your last.

if anyone was wondering dani's face claim is the wonderful liv hewson. they are absolutely incredible and they play van in yellowjackets! they also have a podcast if you all ever want to listen to it (it's sooo good) and it's called The Homo Schedule.

(this is them btw AND OMGGGG)

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perpetualproductions · 27 days

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Never Be The Same - Chapter 1:

Me and My Friends Are Lonely

- It's been a couple days since shit went down at Godolkin. The four lay low in one of Andres many properties in the city. What now?

(Title song: Me and My Friends Are Lonely by Matt Maeson)

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CW: (small) mention of smoking/drug use. The normal amount of swearing. They make out, but nothing explicit.

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“Godolkin University. Oh, how the mighty fall. The once prestigious number one supe school in America, brought down by radical supes and a Dean with a hidden agenda. Indira Shetty, former behavioral scientist and the last Dean of Godolkin, who turned out to be an anti-supe and anti-vought radicalist. Using her prior scientific knowledge and position of power over students, she groomed and manipulated these supes to kill their own kind. Lives of both humans and supes were lost in the tragic conquest of the foreign terrorist that is Indira Shetty. But do not fear, as our very own homelander had flown in and saved the day, taking down the terrorists and escorting all of the remaining students and faculty to safety. It will take some time to rebuild Godolkin and restore it to its former glory due to the aftermath of the incident, But worry not, for with the help of Vought, young supes all over the country can now attend colleges up to the most prestigious levels. Supe students are able to study any major, including supe specific majors such as crime fighting and more! Vought, once again, doing the right thing and making sure our kids stay educated. And with that, I’m Cameron Coleman coming at you from Vought News. Goodnight Amer-”

The television shuts off once the news story comes to an end. Jordan tosses the remote back onto the couch, letting out a huff as they run their hands through their hair, messing up the perfect curls of their bob as they do. They resume pacing back and forth behind the couch where Marie and Emma currently sit. Andre sits in the armchair situated on the left side of the room and stares at the dark tv screen, still trying to process everything that has been going on the past few days. They are all currently in one of Andre’s Dad’s many Apartments in New York. Apparently they didn’t use this one very often, being not nearly as extravagant as some of his other penthouses over on the upper-east side, but it was perfect for the four of them to lie low in while they dealt with all that transpired over the last couple of days. Andre had offered the idea of staying at one of his places when Marie mentioned that they had nowhere to go now that Godolkin is no more. She definitely didn't want to go back to Red River, where they'd probably send her straight to Elmira. Emma said that she could stay with her, but Emma wasn't too excited to go back home herself. Jordan had also decided to take up Andre's offer for similar reasons.

So there they were. Sitting around the living room in silence, not sure what to say to each other after watching that broadcast. Empty pizza boxes and soda cans littered the coffee table in front of them. Since the Andersons rarely used this place, the fridge was empty, so they decided to order food for the time being. No one was comfortable enough to go grocery shopping yet. They've all basically isolated themselves inside the apartment for the last four days, the shock and trauma of past events holding them in place. But they all spent the time comforting each other. They all went through the same thing so it only made sense. They've talked separately and as a group, confiding in each other for the time being. The uncertainty of the future weighing heavy on them all.

“That's it. I need a smoke.” Andre pushes himself up and goes searching through the drawers in the adjacent kitchen.

Jordan shakes their head as they yell back to Andre, “No. We need to talk first. I'd appreciate it if you were at least a bit fucking sober for this conversation.”

“Plus, there are no cigarettes left…I already checked.” Jordan mumbles that last part.

“Dammit. Fine.” Andre begrudgingly walks over and plops back into his previous spot. “But you owe me a pack when we're done.”

Jordan shakes their head before walking around the couch and standing in front of the TV. They take a breath, but Emma begins to speak before Jordan gets the chance.

“Well, looks like Vought blamed all that shit on Shetty. And sure it's not 100% accurate, but it's better than nothing, right?” Emma looks between the three of them for a response.

Marie sighs, turning left to face Emma. “I don't know, They still got away with it. Nobody knows about the woods or the virus-”

“-And not a single fucking mention of Cate or Sam.” Jordan jumps in, hatred clear in their voice as they say the name of their ex-friend.

Everyone in the room pauses for a second at the mention of their names. They still had no idea what happened to them before they were escorted off campus. Marie had tried to tell Homelander about what Cate had done, but he just stared at her with his cold dead eyes, quickly flashing red before huffing and flying away. If Marie didn't know better, she was almost certain that was a threat on her life. And if all those people hadn’t been there, then she'd be a pile of ash by now. Further solidifying the whole ‘nothing is as it seems’ revelation.

“Yeah… but, on the bright side, it looks like we're in the clear. None of our names were mentioned either. We at least don't have to hide anymore.” Emma's words grow more uncertain as she continues, the last words being mumbled.

“You're right.” Jordan shifts to their male form, gaining a few inches in height and crosses their arms. “But we still need to be careful. If Vought knows that we knew about the fucking woods, then we could still have targets on our backs. They could be watching us. Watching our every fucking move to make sure we don't spill anything.”

“But wouldn't they have done something by now? I mean sure, they might not expect an apartment in the middle of Brooklyn, but it's Vought. If they wanted to find us, don't you think they would have by now?” Andre retorts. Emma was right. They didn't even mention any wanted supes or anything. So they should be fine.

Jordan sighs as they shake their head, “I don't-”

“No.” Marie interrupts. “No, they're right, Jordan. I agree that we should still be careful, but it's almost been a week and we can't stay locked up here forever. If Vought wanted to find us, they would. And it's not like we could fucking stop them either. Definitely not if we stay in New York. But you heard the news report, we have a second chance. A second fucking chance to go to school and finish our education so we can actually do something with our lives. And I don't know about you but second chances don't come by often for me. I need to go to college and get a degree if I want a chance at a life that doesn't include being locked up for the foreseeable future. I can't do any good from here. We can't do any good if we stay here.”

Marie takes a breath.

“If we want to make a change and help people, then we need to go out and do it.” She stares directly into Jordan's eyes as she says this. Jordan wasn't planning to fight Marie on this anyway, but they were done for the second their eyes locked. Those beautiful damn eyes. They're not quite sure how they feel about the effect she has on them yet, but they hope they have time to find out.

“Fine.” Is all Jordan can manage to say as they tear their eyes away from Marie's. Jordan checks the time on the wall clock, “It's late. We can continue tomorrow. I'm going to bed.” Jordan speaks in a flat tone, walking off to their temporary bedroom, leaving the three of them in the living room.

Marie waits a couple minutes before getting up from the couch. “I'm gonna-”

“Oh my God just go comfort your themfriend already!” Emma exclaims as she shoves Marie in the direction of the hall that leads to the bedroom. Marie can't help but laugh as she's being pushed by Emma playfully.

“Have fun~!” Andre says in a sing-songy voice as Marie walks past them, flipping them off.

Once Marie left, Andre and Emma looked at each other for a moment before breaking out into laughter.

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Jordan stands in the dark of their small, temporary bedroom. Their arms are crossed as they watch intently out the window, eyes peering through the blinds. The view isn't much to admire. Just the end of a shitty, dark alleyway leading out to a dimly lit street corner. Jordan watches as people wander the dark, cold streets of Brooklyn. What the hell they're doing out this late, no one knows, and Jordan doesn't necessarily care either. Still, they watch vigilantly, waiting for something to happen, someone who looks out of place, eyes that might stare back. But behind those focused, observant eyes, are a million thoughts spiraling around their head, all focused around one person. Marie. The last few days Jordan hadn't been able to think a single thought that didn't connect to Marie in some way, shape, or form. Hell, if they're being honest, all they've thought about for the last month has revolved around Marie.

Marie Moreau…

She came in like a fucking heart attack. Suddenly, out of the blue, taking their breath away, and letting them know they'll have to make some life changes to accommodate. For the past week or so Marie had been their safe place. A warm comfort that kept them grounded while the world crumbled around them. The one good thing in the middle of so much fucking bad. But with the warmth, comfort, and steadiness that Marie brought them, came something unexpected. Fear.

They were afraid. Afraid of losing her. They almost lost her the day Cate went on her crazy ass rampage. They had just got her, and the thought of now losing her at any moment? The thought of Vought taking Marie and doing God knows what to her? It terrified them. Made them feel powerless. And they hate feeling powerless.

A soft knock on the door drew Jordan out of their thoughts, back into the

present.

“Jordan? Can I come in?”

Marie's soft, muffled voice still managed to bring some sense of calm to Jordan, even with the storm of thoughts berating their brain. Jordan gives a soft “yeah”, just loud enough for Marie to hear, as Jordan continues their vigilant search out the window.

Marie enters the room, slowly pushing the door close behind her, not wanting to make too much noise this late. She looks at Jordan, admiring their masculine figure, sharp edges softly painted by moonlight as they look out the bedroom window. Marie slowly makes her way across the room to Jordan. Once at their side, she places a hand on their arm and places the other on their back, slowly rubbing soft circles while enjoying the feeling of their soft, cotton, long sleeve shirt. Jordan leans into their touch, eyes threatening to close and succumb to the comfort.

“Hey.” She whispers softly, looking up at them and noticing the stern look on their face, their jaw tense and brows furrowed.

“Hey.” Jordan mutters as they attempt to maintain their focus on the two strangers standing on the street corner. Doesn't seem like they're doing much, just talking, but Jordan watched their every move regardless.

Marie realizes what they're doing, taking the time to observe out the window herself. “See anything interesting?”

Jordan huffs, “Don't tease, Marie. This is serious.”

“I'm not teasing.” She remarks in a serious, reassuring tone as she looks back up at them. “It's just… you can't stand here all night and expect something to happen. And you can't will it into existence if you stare hard enough.”

Jordan decides to remain silent, knowing that she's right. Which really shouldn't be a surprise at this point. Marie takes this opportunity to move her hand to their chest and lead them back towards the bed, which is only a couple steps back from the window. Jordan lets her lead them to the bed, dropping their head into their hands as they're sat down by Marie.

“You're right.” Their hands gripping their hair, hoping that would release the tension in their head.

“I know.” Marie replies with a hint of humor in her voice. She stands in front of them, putting her hands on theirs and uncurling their fingers from their hair. Jordan eases their grip as she does.

Jordan lets out a soft chuckle as they bring their head back up to face Marie. They take a moment to admire her, the moonlight framing her in a graceful light. Beautiful is the only word that comes to Jordan's mind. The word itself doesn't even do her justice. They bring their left hand up to cup her face, gently brushing their thumb on her cheek. Marie places her hand on top of theirs as she leans into their touch, quickly turning her head to kiss their hand.

“I'm scared…” The words just fall out of Jordan's mouth, barely audible as Jordan wrestles with their feelings. Something about Marie disarms them, makes them feel vulnerable as all hell. But they know they can trust her. They're safe with her.

Marie looks into their eyes, an understanding look on her face, and nods. “I know. I'm scared too. Like, really fucking scared. But we aren't alone in this, Jordan. We have each other. We have Emma, and Andre-”

“I know… it's just-” Jordan takes Marie's hand and moves it down. Marie moves to sit down next to them, letting their hands fall on to Jordan's lap. Jordan takes a shaky, deep breath before continuing. “This is the first time I'm worried about someone who isn't just me.”

“You don't have to worry about me.” Marie says with a reassuring smile.

“Well, yeah. I know more than anyone that you can take care of yourself any fucking day, but I can't help it. You just mean so much to me. You have no fucking clue how much you matter to me, Marie. You are one of the only people in this fucked up world who has cared about me in this capacity, who has accepted me completely. I can't lose that. I can't lose you.”

Marie does her best to fight back the tears threatening to fall. She places her free hand on top of their clasped hands, giving it a squeeze. “You mean a lot to me too. More than you can imagine. And of course I'm worried about losing you too, but I have to believe that there's a way out of this. Staying locked up inside all day, afraid for our lives, always being on guard? We can't live like that forever. We have to trust in each other to get out of this shit together. You don't have to do this alone, Jordan. We have each other. And I'm not going anywhere, okay?”

Jordan nods, “okay.”

Marie places a hand on the side of Jordan's face. They stare into each other's deep, brown eyes for what feels like an eternity before Jordan leans in and closes the gap. Lips lock, as they desperately hold on to each other, refusing to let the other go. The kiss, deep and passionate. A moment imprinted into their minds as they meld, moving seamlessly against each other, savoring every sensation.

Jordan switches to their smaller form as they move to straddle Marie, holding her head in their hands as they desperately taste every single corner of Marie's mouth. They let out a moan as Marie tangles her hands into their longer hair giving it gentle tug. Jordan moves their lips to Marie's neck, revisiting every crevice and curve they've had the pleasure of getting to know. Marie's moans only fuel Jordan, as they push her to lay back on the bed, hands running their way up and down Marie's sides. Marie goes to flip them over, moving them up the bed till their head lands on the pillows. Jordan shifts again, strong hands moving up Marie's body, making their way under her sweater. But before they can do anything else, Marie pulls away, gently removing Jordan's hands from her sweater. Jordan lets out a small whine at the sudden loss of contact, throwing Marie a questioning look.

“Is everything alright?” they asked, slightly worried they went too far.

“It's late Jordan. And as much as I would love to continue this,” she runs her finger up Jordan's chest, eventually resting on their shoulder. “We could really use some sleep. There's a lot to do tomorrow, and we haven't slept as much as we probably should have over the last couple nights.” Marie says, a small smile tugging at her lips.

Jordan sighs, hands resting on Marie's thighs, thumbs brushing back and forth as they contemplate. “Why did I have to fall for someone so responsible?”

“Who else is gonna make sure you take care of yourself?” Marie says playful as she gets off of Jordan, pulling the covers of the bed down and draping them over Jordan.

“I can take care of myself just fine, thank you.” Jordan says, switching back to their female form, as they take their pants off and readjust the covers.

“Oh really? So, you've never stayed up for a whole week studying for exams, forgetting to do simple things like eat or shower?” Marie saunters over to the other side of the bed, taking her hoodie off, leaving her in a loose t-shirt and pajama pants.

Jordan turns onto their side, propping their head up with their arm as they watch Marie intently. “Those were necessary sacrifices for success.”

Marie laughs, shaking her head at Jordan. “Contrary to your popular belief, you do need to eat more than once a week to survive” Marie pulls back the covers and shuffles into bed.

“I bet I can last longer.” Jordan chuckles as Marie playfully slaps their arm. She gets on her side to face them, taking a second to adore their playful smile.

“You know what I mean. Admit it, you'd be helpless without me.”

Jordan shifts to their male form as they pull Marie into them, nestling their head in the crook of her neck. “I'd be helpless without you.” There's an undeniable sincerity to their muffled words that Marie holds on to, knowing that they'll always be there when they need each other the most.

Jordan pulls back and places a kiss on her lips, kissing her as if they're sealing a promise, before pulling away. They both lay there, holding each other, getting lost in the depths of each other's eyes. Marie brings a hand up and starts running her fingers through Jordan's soft curls, relishing in the sound they make as they close their eyes in bliss.

“You're so pretty.” Marie whispers out.

Jordan's eyes flutter open, a small smile tugging on their lips as they switch back to their female form. “No, you.”

Marie softly giggles as she brings Jordan's head forward and kisses their forehead, leaning her forehead on theirs after pulling back.

The two begin to drift off to sleep, holding each other tightly, heartbeats falling into the same steady rhythm.

“Goodnight.” Marie breathes out as she feels herself being pulled into slumber.

“Goodnight… I love you.”

It takes a minute, but Jordan's eyes shoot open, finally registering the words that so effortlessly flowed out of their mouth. They expected to be met with that same shocked expression they are currently wearing, but they aren't. In fact, Marie just looks at them smiling fondly as she responds, “I love you too.”

“You… you do?” Jordan's face softens as a mix of relief, surprise and a bit of uncertainty rests on their face.

Marie lets out a short, breathy laugh, looking at Jordan as if they just said the most ridiculous thing. “Why wouldn't I?”

“I- I don't know,” Jordan nervously stutters out.

They steady as Marie holds their face firmly in her hands, looking right into their eyes with unmistakable certainty. “I love you, Jordan Li. completely and honestly.”

Jordan smiles. Genuine joy spreading across their face. “I love you too. completely and honestly.”

They kiss deeply and lovingly, solidifying their growing connection. Jordan situates themself under Marie's arm, head resting on her chest as their arms wrap around her waist. Marie holds them back, kissing the top of their head before they both finally drift off to sleep.

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That's the first chapter of NBTS! Again, I wrote this back in January and it was the first thing I've written in a while. But yeah, thanks so much for reading. I shall be releasing chapter 2 NEXT Saturday. Probably gonna release chapters weekly just so I can stay ahead with the rest of it. Again, this is gonna be a long fic, (I'm currently on chapter 8 and I'm just getting started). Speaking of, MASSIVE thanks to @paperdoll201 for beta reading this. She's been the victim of many of my thought dumps and rambles, as well as reading through the fic and giving suggestions, and advice. So yeah, please check her out. She's great. (And also a better writer so go read her stuff too 💜).

Much love 😎👍❤️

-PB

[p.s. each chapter is titled after a song, all which will be on a playlist made for this fic. I'm still working on organizing it, but I'll drop it once it is. Promise.]

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i-want-my-iwtv · 5 months

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I recently watched iwtv and I’m wondering if yvette is featured in the book ? I took to her for some reason and wanted to know if there’s more information about her.

I really enjoyed Yvette, too! No, she's not in the book. BUT, bc Anne Rice wrote the script for the '94 movie, Yvette is somewhat canonized from that ;)

If you want some speculative fiction about Yvette, @wicked-felina and I included her in our coffeeshop AU Signature Blend (which was mentioned by the Daily Dot!), we gave her some more screen time as a baker in San Francisco, and as a dear friend of Louis, delivering her New Orleans-style baked goods to his coffee shop in SF. She’s been in some other fanfic, too, but I couldn't compile all the instances, I don't remember!

^This bridal carry and the change in the story to him burning his house down bc he gave into the temptation of killing someone he appeared to genuinely love?? Chef's kiss. In canon, this is the night Louis has to kill Lestat's father; cutting out that character needed something of impact (but would take less time storytelling-wise) to stitch in as a replacement. In my opinion, this is an example of a change made to canon that gave the story a different flavor that was intellectually stimulating and emotionally stunning... some might say it's an improvement to canon. If not an improvement, I would say it's an intriguing divergence that added a different and thought-provoking alternative direction. And the metaphor of him doing the bridal carry to return her to her community! It's echoed later on with Armand killing the girl on stage at the Theatre des Vampires. Plus, Yvette looked beautiful! In the '94 movie, Louis essentially puts 2 wives in their graves (you could say 3 if you include Madeleine!), no wonder he's Done with everything after he's just killed Yvette.

Also, there’s fanon that Louis and Yvette grew up together, that they were childhood friends, or maybe even raised as siblings. So maybe Anne had a similar idea when she wrote that caring character into the script, and since she (and/or Neil Jordan) removed both of Louis' canon siblings (with whom he had been close) and his mother.

And! Brad Pitt and Thandie Newton (Yvette) were dating during the filming of IWTV, I feel like that added to their on-screen chemistry.

#interview with the vampire #iwtv 1994 #yvette #thandie newton #brad pitt #ask #anon #headcanon

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hislittleraincloud · 2 months

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You know what...

Fuck it.

Life is too short.

I just re-read that story of mine and it's too sweet to relegate towards DMs. I like their coupling, and I really liked this show. It appealed to my obsession about Renaissance Italy. Caterina Sforza is my spirit animal.

You like my writing? Then you have to familiarize yourself with the Renaissance. The Serpent Queen is/was a current show devoted to similar themes (so was the Medici show, but that was fucking awful compared to...), but the show I wrote for was Neil Jordan's Showtime show, The Borgias.

The big story was called 'Cardinal Pleasures', and it was about Cardinal Ascanio Sforza's illicit affair with Lucrezia Borgia (and there is no show canon for this, however it still can fit in canon quite well...and like all older men that I feature in my stories, I had/have a thing for grumpy Cardinal Sforza/Peter Sullivan 🫠).

I am

Yes, it's age gap (but Lucrezia is 17, I think, when they get together, and by then she's already been married off to and SA'ed routinely by her husband, Giovanni Sforza...and she has a child by the stableboy she had an affair with at the time). Ascanio was 40 when they got together, and the main story is not overtly smutty (and even the smuttiest part in the extras is pretty mild/tame compared to what I usually write).

I also wrote REAL smut with Cesare x Lucrezia (down at the bottom, the Bound By Blood tryptych...the second one is the smut). This is the real E/NC-17 one (Cardinal Pleasures rates an R for violence and sex/incest, but not really explicit sex). Their incest is canon, Third Season...they sleep together on her wedding night to Alfonso because Alfonso is too much of a little boy at heart, and Cesare had always been her bae since Season 1 (so...much...sexual tension...throughout the whole show).

I also wrote two screenplays for their Season 4, but all of my notes for the rest of it (as well as my other Borgia writings) were destroyed when my ex (and fkn heinous building manager) removed and trashed all of my belongings from my apartment when I was on a retreat in Rome. I had to get my fans to lend me money to rush back (I paid them all back), only to find the only thing left in here was my dog (and he was scared shitless in his open crate with nothing else around him). I didn't have the will to continue after the notes were gone, but maybe someday in the future, after a re-watch, I might be inspired. (I also never got to write the Civil War-era Borgias thing I was going to do...and that saddens me.) You can d/l the .pdfs of the screenplays from the link...a couple of actors from The Borgias featured in the scripts liked them on Twitter. 💀 I have but one typo in the second one. Hey man, I don't have Betas. I do everything myself in the end, even if I have someone read it over. And the first script has a non-script version/prose version. I didn't get around to doing that for the second script.

Unfortunately I can no longer re-watch on Netflix...they moved it all to Paramount Plus, which I don't have rn. If you do, and you like lush, dramatic, UNDERRATED period pieces, give it a watch.

Anyhoo, here's the direct link to Cardinal Pleasures. It's not a massive monster like Afterburn. Shouldn't take but an hour or so to finish if you're a fast reader, maybe more or less if you count the three extra birthday-themed fics I wrote for @brenli for her birthday. No idea what the word count is since it's only published here on Tumblr and not AO3.

Happy reading...hope you know some Latin 👹 (go grab your translator app).

#the borgias #borgiastories #yes yes #whatever #my writing #my work #other fan fic #my other fan fic #cardinal pleasures #ascanio sforza #lucrezia borgia #ascanio x lucrezia #cesare x lucrezia #off topic

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dollwrites · 2 months

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HEY CAME ACROSS UR ACCOUNT AND I'M OBSESSED 😤💐💞 I must ask if it's alright, who are your top 5 fav characters to ask? Sorry if it's a bit of a stupid question and I hope you have a wonderful day 💞💝

HI HI LOVE AWWW WELCOME 💚💚💚

I think you mean my top 5 characters to write for? :) correct me if I’m wrong!

But yeah I can do that, not a stupid question at all!

1. The husband !!!

2. @meloguro husband !!! I like writing for him bc I like my babie to be happie 🥺

3. Dio!!! I think I’m super comfy writing for him and I’m confident when I post dio fics, plus the dio girlies are always a treasure to interact with and feed, we’re like a zoo exhibit 😊

4. Hal Jordan !! He is in fact my comic book husband and even though my hal fics don’t get a ton of notes bc we hal girlies are tight knit, he’s so fun to write for

5. ACEY BABY!! I just like writing for him lol he’s fun and he’s sexy

I think like a year ago I answered a similar question and also included 5 characters I’d LIKE to write for soon so I’m going to do the same thing in this one too

1. S-Sephiroth … I don’t think I need to explain why

2. Johan Liebert BC I KEEP TEASING WRITING FOR HIM AND I HAVENT YET

3. Lelouch DO PPL STILL FW HIM I ONLY PASSIVELY WATCHED CODE GEASS AS A KID AND ONLY RECENTLY HAVE STARTED A PROPER WATCH

4. Naraku someone pls tell my ass to get it together and write for this man already I have no excuse I’m also pretty sure he was on my list of characters I want to write for the last time I answered a question like this

5. ANY OF THE BOYS FROM DRAMATICAL MURDER but I’ll choose the terror twins ( not twins ) virus and trip with their maximum level let me speak to ur manager ahh haircuts

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traitorsinsalem · 5 months

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I'M SO SORRY TO HEAR YOUR MAIN GUY CAPTAIN SPARKLES QUIT MINECRAFT STUFF 💔 MY CONDOLENCES

no it's ok!!! he's still doing minecraft stuff, just on twitch and his 2nd channel rather than his main channel. right now he's doing an all advancements 1.21 snapshot series as the "finale" of his main channel mc content. i've also been kind of expecting this given the vlogs/"talking in front of a green screen videos" he's been putting out, esp the ones in the past year and a half.

unfortunately, while his dedicated audience is still committed to him, the new generation of minecraft youtube fans is nowhere near as keen on episodic series and are more for short-form content (e.g. "i survived 1000 days in hardcore this is my world" "this MOD lets you KISS the WARDEN in MINECRAFT?!"). jordan tried to appease the algorithm with this for a while and then did a whole series of videos talking about how he was done with that because it wasn't making him happy. he also did a big poll on his channel and found that a majority of his viewers have been watching him since around the mianite days or earlier, and we also weren't especially happy with his clipped main channel mc videos.

he's been making minecraft videos for 13 years now, and even as someone who's been watching since his original survival series, there are plenty of series and videos from him that i haven't touched yet because of the sheer amount of videos he dedicated his career to making. i can still go back and watch his older series i never caught, plus some videos i watched back in the day and don't remember very well/didn't understand the humor of (*cough cough* buildinggame *cough*).

given the way stampy ended his minecraft career, i'm glad to see jordan taking a similar route. they're definitely some of the few popular minecraft youtubers who were never involved in any sort of intense drama or horrible scandals. i would honestly argue that this is a small shift for jordan, but a large shift for his audience. his major shift definitely occurred around the time mcc started and when dream and his cohort got popular. that's when the youtube algorithm and new mcyt audience started to value him less than other mc youtubers and the whole thing where jordan tried to appeal to the algorithm and hated it. the only difference between what he's been doing for the past 2 years and what he'll be doing going forth seems to be that his minecraft content will, as a lot of it already has been, be focused on captainsparklez2.

i do think "retirement" as he put it, as opposed to "quitting" or "leaving," is definitely the best way to describe what he has planned. he'll still do mc, just not as his primary career. he also said he may be willing to do mc videos on the main channel if a huge update appeals to him in some way at some point. he's definitely not suddenly quitting minecraft forever, and if he does, i have no doubt he'd still enjoy hearing from people who like his minecraft content and wouldn't be too bothered by being known as the minecraft guy.

tl;dr i'm not sad cuz not only is he putting his own needs and goals first, but he also...isn't even quitting minecraft altogether. i mostly watch his twitch vods on cs2 anyways, so it's no big deal to me in the end. long live captainsparklez, team ianite forever, etc.

#succ speaks #long post #long text #i'm a member of the captainsparklez retirement agency #except i'm not #i found out one of my friends has ANOTHER tie to captainsparklez it's fucking crazy #first i'm friends w crumb irl now one of my friends at school knows 2 people who know captainsparklez #i'm actually glad i haven't met him cuz i wouldn't know what to say like?? ok. i met captainsparklez. now what.#nothing i can tell him he hasn't heard time and time again from other fans. at least w/out being RLY weird and personal ab my mental health #but ye he's still doing mc it's not the end of an era as people are joking about. the end of an era was after isles which was the interlude

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my-past-disgusts-me · 3 months

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Your Turn to Die characters but they're my favorite Vocaloid producers and not all of them are there GO

Kikuo - Shin. Something about him just has such a Kikuo vibe. Is it perhaps his unbearable melancholy? Perhaps the autism energy? Maybe it's just because I'm a Shinnie. Who knows.

PinocchioP - Anzu. Pop and fun, sure, but also. W. What. What is Psychedelic Smile. What is Schevengingen. Why is Whatever Yama-sama Says Goes so sad. Why does Aimaina hit me directly in the soul. Why must love be pain. I think she'd enjoy Pino-san's work.

Maretu - Reko. I don't think I need to elaborate much, just go listen to Aishiteitanoni and White Happy, maybe a little Taste of Cockroach I trust you to get where I'm coming from.

Utsu-p - Alice. He definitely wishes he could pull off drum lines for Utsu-p's music, poor thing. He's got that screaming against the world, looking for connection and being unable to find it energy.

Sasakure.uk - Nao. There's a lot. Just, a lot. You think you know an artist and then they turn around and pull out Åmara (The Great Intelligence) and you're hooked. Vague in such a compelling way. The more recent the discography the more fascinating it is. Like Nao!

Monaca.factory - Kanna. It's childlike and soft vibes, I think it fits her perfectly.

23.exe - Jou. Just, positive vibes with more below the surface than you'd think. That's him baybee

Ferry - Sara. The fucked up teenager energyyyyy, the fucked up traumatized teenager energyyyyy plEASE. You cannot tell me that 100 Epitaphs isn't Sara-coded. You cannot tell me that Sara and Sanya aren't so very similar. Plus The World is Smiling on Me UGH it has Sara written all over it, anyways.

Siinamota - Safalin. Something about the "Saa" in Q makes me think of her.

Nashimoto-ui - Kai. There's such a soft melancholy to Nashimoto-ui's music and I think it fits Kai quite well. He suffers, but he does not scream.

Hachi - Keiji. He's fucked up in such a way.

Azari - Mishima. Not a lot of screen time and under-appreciated by wider fandom NEXT

Beau Jordan - Qtaro. The mix of existential contemplative music and just, fun pop is very him, I think. Also Beau Jordan started off as Ctrl Ult Delete which is the shiteyanyo "joke" cover channel and that reminds me of Qtaro being a burger. Why. Anyways.

Neru - Ranmaru. Fucked up teenager energy. Wanna kms energy. Why am I still here energy. Get this Pomeranian therapy, dear Lord.

Kurage-P - Ranger. TRASH and TRASH! has such him vibes tbh. Also the fast paced and the sometimes fucked up topics (Check 1 2 hello????? Huh????? Girl chilllll) And dear lord Diary of Underage Observation is like. Ranger good ending.

cosMo@Bousou-p - Miley. Fucked up and upbeat and so much fun but also VORE SONG????? THAT SONG IS ABOUT VORE????????? HELLO????????????? A terror to behold, gamers quake upon seeing cosMo-san's name, just as Sue Miley is a harbinger of chaos and suffering. And yet, we love her dearly. Such is the way of things.

Chinozo - Mai. She seems the type to mask too much. This music is for people who mask too much.

Pepoyo - Hinako. I don't think this needs much explanation.

Mafumafu - Gin. It's the cat motifs.

#yttd #im bein funny #im bein sillay #im havin fun #please go listen to every artist on here they are all beautiful and wonderful

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Reading Wrap Up | October - December 2023 + 2023 Recap

One more year has gone by, I almost can't believe it and yet it's already time to review how the year was.

[Jan-March] [April-June] [July-Sept]

Code: books read in English are in black, books read in Spanish in red, books read in French in blue & books read in Portuguese in purple.

OCTOBER (3)

West With the Night - Beryl Markham -> 4/5

Desencajada - Margaryta Yakovenko -> 3/5

Death and the Penguin - Andrey Kurkov, trad. George Bird -> 2.5/5

My favourite was definitely Markham's: as a British woman in colonised Kenya, I was wary of starting her memoir, but it actually was a really pleasant surprise. Her love for the country where she grew up in was palpable with each description of the land and the sky, and her life as a rancher, horse trainer, and chartered pilot was fascinating and full of adventures. Desencajada was a good insight into the life of a second-generation immigrant, but it was too similar to Supersaurio (by Maryam El Mehdati), which I read earlier in the year, to offer anything different. Kurkov's book was curious, but not enough for me to really recommend it.

NOVEMBER (4)

O Alquimista - Paulo Coelho -> 2/5

The Intimacy Experiment (The Shameless Series #2) - Rosie Danan -> 4/5

Greek Mythology: The Gods, Goddesses, and Heroes Handbook: From Aphrodite to Zeus, a Profile of Who's Who in Greek Mythology - Liv Albert (ilustrado por Sara Richard) -> 3/5

The Housekeeper and the Professor - Yoko Ogawa, trad. Stephen Synder -> 3/5

Coelho's was for a book club and it was as simple and as bland as I expected, but it was my first ever book read in Portuguese so yay for a landmark! Rosie Danan's was great, and I actually added her new book to my TBR because in just two books she's become a trusted author for romance.

DICIEMBRE (7)

A Viagem do Elefante - José Saramago -> 3.5/5

Infocracy: Digitalisation and the Crisis of Democracy - Byung-Chul Han, trad. Daniel Steuer -> 4/5

My Roommate is a Vampire - Jenna Levine -> 2.5/5

Demigods & Magicians (Percy Jackson + The Kane Chronicles) - Rick Riordan -> 3/5

In Bed with the Stablemaster (The Rogue Files #6.5) - Sophie Jordan -> 2.5/5

¿Para qué sirve realmente la ética? - Adela Cortina -> 2/5

Le Testament Français - Andreï Makine -> 2/5

December was very good in terms of numbers but not in terms of quality. Infocracy was super interesting and I do really recommend it as a good intro treatise on contemporary debates about democracy and information. Saramago's was also fun if a little overlong, and as usual Riordan is a good comfort read. But the rest of them? I've already forgot what they were about, definitely meh.

As usual, if you want to have a chat about anything I read just send me a message!

Yearly Recap

[Hello 2023 post]

Reading (at least) 55 books [59/55]

12 books in French [4/12]

12 books in Spanish [12/12] [Plus several books translated into Spanish!]

12 non-fiction books [11/12] [So close and yet so far...]

12 LGBTQ+ books [3/12]

12 books by European writers (excluding British ones) [10/12]

12 books by African/Afro-Caribbean writers [1/12]

12 books by Asian writers [3/12]

4 books by writers from Oceania (Australia, New Zealand, etc.) [1/4]

4 books by Latin American writers [4/4]

Okay, so I didn't do THAT great in my goals, actually. A couple of them were reeeeeally close, but some others were so far away it's actually a little embarrassing. But oh well, we live and we learn, and we try again...

I'm actually fairly happy with how my reading year went, even if I didn't manage to read one single 5-star book in the whole year (something to improve for next year for sure!). I think that after a couple of years of stallment and block, I'm really getting my groove back and I'm really excited for what the new year will bring! I have also been curating my TBR this past month to make sure everything on it brings me joy, and now all of my picks excite me. I can't wait to get to them in 2024; you can follow my reading adventures over in GoodReads if you want to take a look at my shelves :)

I hope you all close out 2023 in style and have a wonderful start to 2024. May it bring happy adventures and many good books!

#thelivebookproject #2023 #anual recap #booklr

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I'm devastated because my first one just got deleted before I even had a chance to send it and it had many paragraphs... Anyways I will write it again 😭

I think her favorite ex was fabien considering back to december but atj and ben barnes is on the list too 👀

Charlotte & Selena and her hanging out together??? ICONIC. I love when women get messy tbh. We need more cuntresses in this bad world.

Dupe might trying to act unbothered but we know (everyone tbh) she's shaking, crying, vomiting, banging her head against the door every night (as well as charles) because at the end of the day she was also a fan and imagine getting in a feud with your fav when you also know you will inevitably lose at some point 🤭 she's just trying stall everyone atp.

Charles is making me ???? more in every update because my brother in Christ (I don't believe in anything tbh) why don't you say or do anything???? You fumbled THE bad bitch, lost most of your friends, made public enemy #1 in a few months and still no comment from your side? Not even a single one? Are they keeping you hostage because it's weird now??? Even your mother still liking and commenting on your ex gf's pictures (especially the one where she debuted her revenge era) your brother is still in contact with her... I know he realized what a big mistake he did but it's too late now. Cry about it honestly.

I hope lando will push him into barriers or something but considering it's ferrari it won't be that hard. I think the new season hasn't begin yet in this au so I have an idea: when she get a new boo, upgraded one, they should get invite by some team in the new season. And just imagine... They are walking through the paddock or etc, being THE iconic couple, and dupe and her bf just sees them... I know one of them or both of them wouldn't shut up and and her new boo just defends her while being the biggest simp??? He's like "I know my gf doesn't need protection from anyone but I will be damned if I let her ex bf who's gonna throw up in a second and her dupe to talk shit about her.." so in short : SHE NEEDS A SIMP.

So let's get into the new boo discussion 👀. One thing my mother (taylor) taught me is that you should never get back with your ex because you tried to work it out once and it didn't work, who's gonna say it will work the second time? Yes you can make up and be friends with them again but I don't think getting back together with one of her exes is what she needs right now. IMO she needs someone entirely new and will be the biggest simp for her. But you need to make a survey or smth for potential new bf options because girl everyone has an idea and all of it makes sense 😭😭

Michael b. jordan would be perfect tbh. Their age is similar, he's def a upgrade, I see the potential. But I don't think he fits with the pretty girl friend x obsessed boy friend trope tho. Still it's your choice so imma just put it out there 👀

Cillian murhpy while is an amazing man he wouldn't do drama... Though his dry tone and dry insults would probably make charles cry so it's a plus. But I don't think she would go out with someone who's older than her father tbh 😭 at least not after dicaprio now we know...

Henry cavill is so respectful tho he doesn't do drama too 😭 we need someone who will get messy without a fear and and being a simp without a doubt.

Also what about skarsgard brothers 👀 bill has a dry sense of humour and style too but alexander would troll the shit out charles so... Tho alexander is older than nando 😭😭

Anyways I can't wait for the next update, I don't why but I'm so invested in this story like you have no idea omg.

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wait this is so thought out. you made some really valid points too😭

#but it’s ferrari so it wouldn’t be that hard has me dying

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TELL ME ABOUT THE OH NO NO REACTION

Okay. Someone hold my hand bc I'm about to get emotional.

This scene happens in 1x24, which is JD's last day as an intern. This episode is already finger-licking good (first JDox hug, anyone?), but this scene is extra important. I'm gonna just start with the dialogue:

JD: So I thought if you looked at Mr. Bober's chart and you agreed with us, you might be able to -- you know -- pull some strings... Perry: Yeah, I'll be more than glad to help you, there, Charlotte. JD (surprised): W-well, thank -- thank you! Perry: Don't ever be afraid to come to me with stuff like that. The simple fact that you actually seem to give a crap is the reason I took an interest in you to begin with. It's why I trust you as a doctor. Hell, it's... it's why I trust you as a person. JD: Are you dying? Perry: I've got a new shrink. JD: You know, Dr. Cox, I want to thank you for this whole year -- Perry: Oh, no, no, no...

Show me literally any other situation where JD says or does something that Perry wants no part of or is annoyed by and I can pretty much guarantee he does one of a few things: he cuts JD off with a whistle, he cuts JD off with another rant, he cuts JD off by calling him a girls' name, and/or he cuts JD off by walking away. I can't think of another situation similar to this one -- where JD is speaking from the heart and Perry doesn't cut him off in one of those other ways -- until My Fallen Idol when JD's at Perry's apartment.

Like. Perry himself just spoke from the heart, gave JD an honest rundown of how he feels. That alone is HUGE and, to me, marks a turning point in their working relationship (until Jordan drops her bomb). But JD can't resist doing the same (and because it's Scrubs, we did have that little "I have a new shrink" funny haha in between). Perry's reaction here is so much different than we've ever seen before and will ever see again for several seasons (oh, except for My Cake, but to be fair, Perry does sort of punch JD in the face first).

In my humble opinion, Perry's reaction to JD genuinely thanking him for all he's done over the past year is that of panic. Because now things are getting Too Real. If Perry lets JD say this, it'll mean Perry admitting not just to himself that he's worked his ass off for the last year watching over this intern who drives him absolutely insane for a multitude of reasons (and they're not all bad), but he'll be admitting this to JD, too. And that? That just can't happen, it cannot! Because if JD knows, then everyone will know, and how the hell is Perry supposed to stay miserable if he actually gets what he wants for once? It's so much easier to hate his life when he's continuing to hate-fuck his ex-wife because she's familiar (and yeah, maybe he does still have feelings for her) and he hates change than it is to admit his feelings and maybe have a shot in the dark at something with JD, whatever that might be. Plus, we all know how well Perry does at being honest and upfront with his feelings 🙃

Anyway, thanks for coming to my TED Talk about one (1) scene in an episode of a TV show that aired 21 years ago.

#answered #grandwretch #scrubs #jdox #1x24 #my last day #sorry this took me so long!#i wanted to give it my full attention #but spoons have not been in abundance this week

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invincible-selfxmade-punk · 10 months

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Some horror movies I've seen so far this summer

I watched the Devil's Candy on Shudder today which was a really freaking excellent heavy metal horror film,. It was seriously good.

I heard a lot of mixed reviews for M3gan but I thought it was a pretty good solid movie.

I was disappointed in the remake of Children of the Corn. I watched it so many times back in the day (Outlander!! We have your woman!!" "He wants you too, Malachi!!"

I always remembered thinking if they just had had better CGI and effects they could have really done great things.

But the Remake instead of focusing on the religious aspect of everything turned it into a slasher movie starring children. And I was not impressed with how they depicted He Who Walks Behind the Rows.

Not at all.

Hellbender had some similar vibes and was a good rock and roll horror movie as well. Both had great young female leads. If you're looking for a modern witch tail that is a good one.

The Dark and the Wicked was really really good. If you're looking for something where people can't tell the difference between reality and hallucination this is the movie for you

I watched Antrum last week and that was great too. Very odd, had a 70's vibe. Very creepy and a whole lot of what the f*** is going on moments

Nope was extremely enjoyable as are all of Jordan Peeles movies. I feel like I need to go back and watch it again though is there a few things I just did not understand after I finished it.

Black Box had an unexpected twist so good to see Felicia Rashad again.

Super Dark Times was pretty good if a bit recyled. and the Girl on Third Floor really wasn't as bad as a lot of people made it out to be. And the best comment I've seen on Tumblr about that movie was Oh my God it's only 10 minutes into the movie and he's already fingering the house.!!! CM Punk at his dickish best!!

For found footage movies, it does not get any better than Horror in the High Desert. I actually had to go online and ask somebody is this a movie or did this actually happen?

Speaking of mock documentaries, even though I did not see this this past year it's been a while since I've seen it one movie that scared the absolutely living hell out of me is called The Nightmare and if you ever get a chance I think it is on both Prime and shutter go check it out I won't say anything else.

Out of everything I think the most fun scary movie I've seen so far is Mayhem plus it had Samara weaving who is my absolute favorite scream Queen of the new millennium.

Both mMayhem and nope features great Asian actors. And even though it is not a horror movie Honey Boy was..... a really really f***** up movie about the life of Shia LaBeouf. Even if you don't like him as an actor or maybe you've only like one or two of his movies really owe it to yourself to watch this movie because he had such a incredibly s***** childhood. Maybe not quite as bad as Corey Feldman but I think it's pretty much up there.

#horror recs #horror movies #shudder #summer of shudder #children of the corn #mayhem. horror #hellbender #the dark and the wicked #antrum #honey boy #m3gan film #super dark times #the devil's candy #Prime #nope #horror review #black box #horror in the high desert #the nightmare

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checkoutmybookshelf · 9 months

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The Hint That The World Gets Bigger

Ok, so a lot of reviewers and Dresden Files fans say that you have to wait a while for the series to go from small, contained cases to a massive urban fantasy world that encompasses as much as a lot of the epic fantasies in terms of worldbuilding. And while it would be entirely disingenuous to say that this is the book where the massive expansion actually takes place, this is very much the first book where you get a clear view that the world of the Dresden Files is bigger than Chicago's underbelly. It's also where the subgenres that I'm sure this series was sold on--noir, hardboiled detective fiction--start to really clash with the fantasy elements. It's also where I really had to bite my tongue and make a decision about whether I was willing to let violence against women slide in favor of what is good about the series. I let it go way too long, probably. But let's talk Grave Peril.

*As always, SPOILERS ABOUND below the break*

The TLDR of this book is that thanks to his chivalristic dick thinking, Harry kicks off a massive war between the Red Court Vampires and the White Council that will remain a massive plot point in the series until Changes. But the centerpeice of this book that really tells the canny reader that the world is going to exponentially grow is Bianca St. Claire's ball. I am low-key reminded of Robert Jordan's famous Darkfriend Social, because this thing has a dress code (Harry also decides to be a smartass about the dress code and shows up dressed as a cheesy vampire, which...goddammit Harry), it has archaic hospitality rules, it has a very uncomfortable passive aggressive gift section, and it also has significant repercussions throughout the rest of the series.

This is where we really get introduced to the three Vampire Courts--Red, White, and Black--and we also get hints of other organizations, groups, and players. In no particular order, we get the Knights of the Cross, Ferrovax, Mavra (who technically falls under Blampire but is an antagonist in her own right), The Nightmare/Leonid Kravos, and Auntie Lea (we get more of the Sidhe courts in the next book, but the Leanansidhe being here nods to that expansion).

This party really shows us the beginnings of what will be a common structure of the different world in the fantasy parts of this urban fantasy. There are three vampire courts, we will get to see that each Sidhe court has three layers, and there are eventually three wizarding councils running around. There are also always three knights of the cross, and thirty potential Denarians. The structures are very similar with varied set dressing, and this book really primes readers to understand what the wider world is going to look like and how the threads cross. For such an early book, that level of prep and education about the world is pretty impressive, and the different courts and factions are creatively and engagingly written.

Then we come back to the noirish/hardboiled genre roots of the book, because quite literally this book victimizes like six different women. We have Lydia (who is functionally not gonna matter beyond this book) who is handed off to be sacrified to unmake Amoracchius, we have Justine (who is going to be important) who is full-on brutalized by the red court, we have Kravos sticking his fingers in Murphy's brain, we have Susan who is tricked by Auntie Lea and half-turned into a vampire, and we have Charity freaking Carpenter who is kindapped and attempted murdered WHILE NINE MONTHS PREGNANT. We're really not at fridging levels for most of these (although I'd argue that Lydia and Justine get more or less fridged), but it's a real clear escalation from the previous two books, and you really have to make a conscious decision about whether or not you're cool with this level of violence against women if you're going to keep going with the books. I justified it with the noir and hardboiled roots, plus I was pulled in by the world and the intrigue, but honestly, there are books that do that well without these levels of chivalry and chauvanism.

This book and the next are really setup books for how much the word will continue to expand, and it sets the first long-term conflict we see in the series, and the war against the Red Court is pretty significant. It also sets up the long-term tension with Harry and Susan, which will also weave in through the next like, eight books. The setups are really what stick in my head with this book, because the plot is often a bit convoluted and doesn't tend to stick in my head on its own; it really falls into the amorphous mass of the early Dresden Books. I think it literally takes until somewhere in Death Masks and Blood Rites for the books to start standing on their own in my head. But the world is well done enough that I was hooked and kept on reading.

#jim butcher #the dresden files #dresden files #grave peril #harry dresden #karrin murphy #michael carpenter #red court #red court vampires #books & libraries #books and reading #books and novels #books #book recommendations #urban fantasy #detective fiction #hardboiled detective fiction #noir fiction #adult fantasy novel

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By: Richard Dawkins

Published: Aug 4, 2023

A colleague sent two challenges to me, posted by Jordan Peterson, suggesting I should respond. I’m happy to do so because I greatly respect Dr Peterson’s courageous stance against a bossy, intolerant thought-police whose Orwellian newspeak threatens enlightened rationalism. The hero of 1984, Winston Smith, was eventually persuaded by O’Brien that, if the Party wills it, 2+2 = 5. Winston had earlier found it necessary to stake out his credo. “Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows”.

My answer to the question is no if you include supernaturalism in your definition of a religion, and a dear colleague takes her stand on this distinction. But the following three similarities are enough for me to justify a yes answer to Jordan’s question. The first of the three is characteristic of religions in general. The other two are kin to Christianity in particular.

1. Heresy hunting. Ruthlessly uncompromising, relentlessly unforgiving persecution of heretics: “Kill a TERF today”. “'If you see a TERF, punch them in the fucking face” etc. There is an orthodoxy, not written down in one particular scripture but understood by all votaries. And woe betide you if you transgress. As a minimum you’ll find yourself in the Twitterstocks, pelted with abusive epithets as a bigot. And you may well find yourself out of a job as universities, governments and businesses queue up to signal their virtue. Such latter-day Torquemadism rams home the fact that what we have here is a cult with its own religiously enforced dogma: dogma that makes no sense to anyone outside, but which resonates perfectly with cult insiders – the evangelical leaders and their sheep-like followers.

Why is a (white) woman in America vilified and damned if she identifies as black but lauded if she identifies as a man? That’s topsy-turvy, because race really is a continuum whereas sex is one of the few genuine binaries of biology. Why do journalists, police, and prison authorities respectfully kowtow to a convicted rapist by referring to “her” as “she”, even as “she” uses “her erect penis” to assault yet more women? Why do so many of us go along with a distortion of language so perverse that it comes perilously close to 2 + 2 = 5. We know the answer. Cowardice. Too many of us are afraid of the baying mob.

2. Hereditary Guilt. One of Christianity’s nastier doctrines is the notion that we are all, even tiny babies, born in sin. Every baby inherits, via a long lineage of semen according to St Augustine, the sin of Adam. Augustine could not be expected to know that Adam never existed and therefore could own neither sin nor semen. But post-Darwinian “sophisticated theologians” should know better, and their learned treatises are harder to respect

(https://www.anthonysmith.me.uk/2021/01/29/the-origins-of-original-sin-for-augustine/).

Today’s Original Sins are slavery and colonial oppression. All white people are born in sin, the sin of their ancestors. From the moment they are born, all white people partake in the “institutional racism” handed down, like Adam’s semen, from their great great great grandfathers, “visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon their children unto the third and fourth generation . . .” (Deuteronomy 5:9).

3. Transubstantiation. Roman Catholics are required to believe that bread and wine, when a priest says certain magic words over them, become the body and blood of Christ. In a stronger sense than Protestants, who see the bread and wine as mere symbols. Catholics invoke Aristotle’s silly distinction between “accidentals” and true “substance”. The accidentals of wafer and wine remain wafer and wine, but in their substance they become body and blood. Hence the word “transubstantiation”. Similarly, in the cult of woke, a man speaks the magic incantation, “I am a woman”, and thereby becomes a woman in true substance, while “her” intact penis and hairy chest are mere Aristotelian accidentals. Transsexuals have transubstantiated genitals. One thing to be said in favour of (today’s) Catholics: at least they don’t (nowadays) insist that everybody else must go along with their beliefs.

Peterson is right to imply, in the rhetorical tone of his question, that there is a religion of woke. I have mentioned two specific similarities to Christianity. But more important is their extreme, intolerant zeal, shared with typical new cults, just beginning their journey towards eventual settled status as religions with a long and dignified tradition.

And so to Peterson’s second challenge:

I see this accusation again and again in graffiti scribbled on the lavatory wall that is Twitter. Peterson’s tone is more civilised, of course, but the message is the same. We who have spoken out against the irrationality of religion are to blame for the rise of the irrationality of woke.

There is a certain logic that might be said to underlie the indictment. Ayaan Hirsi Ali, a personal hero of mine, has suggested that in some parts of the world we need Christianity as a bulwark against Islam. Both religions are equally nonsensical, but Islam is the more evil. In the words of Hilaire Belloc,

Always keep a hold of nurse For fear of finding something worse.

Belloc’s great hero GK Chesterton is supposed (perhaps wrongly) to be the author of the following quip: “When men choose not to believe in God, they do not thereafter believe in nothing. They then become capable of believing in anything.”

I get the point, but I love truth too much to go along with it. I, along with Sam Harris, Dan Dennett, Christopher Hitchens, Victor Stenger, Lawrence Krauss, Michael Shermer, and others, are against all religions without exception. And that includes the cult of woke. To oppose one irrational dogma by promoting another irrational dogma would be a betrayal of everything I love and stand for.

Richard Dawkins

#Richard Dawkins #irrationality #woke authoritarianism #transubstantiation #magical thinking #blasphemy #blasphemy laws #heresy #witch burning #cult of woke #wokeism #wokeness as religion #woke #woke dogma #religion is a mental illness

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Jordan has stomach bug + the girls (and Oliver) caretakers

BTW, Oliver is absolutely one of the girls. Also, I want to do more stories with him so plz suggest any ideas if you have any.

Also, I realize now that I should probably put emeto warnings at the beginnings of my stories, so. . .

!emeto warning!

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It was a girls’ day (plus Oliver). No Isaac or Keiko. They all decided to enjoy their Saturday at the mall together. All of them were having a blast. Except for Jordan.

The Chick-fil-a in front of Jordan would’ve looked appetizing to her on any other day, but today was just not that day.

She stared at her nuggets with a frown as she nibbled on a waffle fry. She wasn’t hungry at all, which was shocking since Jordan was always hungry.

In the mall food court, there were so many different smells making Jordan’s stomach turn and her head spin.

Suddenly, a hand took one of her fries and she looked up at her girlfriend. Eliana smiled and ate the fry. Jordan smiled weakly back and looked back down again, making Eliana frown. Normally, Jordan would’ve said ‘hey!’ and taken one of Eliana’s chips from Subway. Saying nothing was widely out of character for her.

“Hey, babe,” Eliana said, making Jordan look back up at her. “You feeling okay?”

Jordan smiled tiredly again and nodded. Eliana wasn’t convinced.

But just as Eliana was about to say something else, Oliver and Amberlynn came to the table.

“Jeez, the line for the pizza place is long,” Amberlynn sighed, sitting and setting a tray with three giant slices of pizza in front of her. Amberlynn, all of them were convinced, was some kind of mystical being that had a magical void in her stomach that never filled. She ate like her life depended on it, but she never gained weight!

Oliver sat down, too, but he just had one slice of pizza and a little chocolate chip cookie. “Where’s Spirit and Birdie?” he asked.

“Chinese food line,” Eliana said. “There’s a long line there, too.”

It was a busy day at the mall. So many people everywhere, and the building’s poor AC made a hot, sticky feeling spread over Jordan’s skin. She felt so gross.

Her girlfriend and friends chatted, but Jordan (who usually talked the most) stayed silent.

Eliana was getting more and more worried about Jordan by the second. Oliver and Amberlynn started to notice Jordan’s strange behavior too but didn’t say anything.

When Spirit and Birdie arrived, it wasn’t long before Spirit noticed something off about Jordan, too. And if Birdie noticed also, she said nothing and didn’t show it.

When they all were done eating, they resumed shopping. Eliana, Amberlynn and Birdie all had a lot of bags already. Oliver had two, Spirit was wearing the too-big jean jacket she bought, and Jordan had nothing, much to all of their shock since Jordan was a shopping queen.

Spirit groaned and whined as Birdie dragged her to a ceramic store for the third time that day, and Amberlynn walked off to Hot Topic on her own. Suddenly, it was only Jordan, Eliana and Oliver.

Jordan was walking with her hand in Eliana’s while her girlfriend and Oliver chatted. Her mind drifted off, and suddenly she was only focused on the noise around her and the churning in her stomach. In the back of her throat, she could taste the tiny bit of her fries and nuggets she ate.

Suddenly, Eliana said something to her, and she looked up, coming back to reality. “Hm?” Jordan hadn’t even realized that the three of them had stopped walking.

“I asked if you’re feeling okay,” Eliana said, a worried frown on. Oliver had on a similar look behind her. “You’re so quiet and you look greyish.”

Swallowing the water flooding her mouth, Jordan shrugged. “I’m fine,” she mumbled. “Just a little dizzy, that’s all.”

Eliana’s frown deepened. “You wanna sit?”

“I have Tylenol if you want some,” Oliver offered, taking a small container of pills out of his pocket.

Jordan shook her head. That was a mistake, because the room was getting warmer by the second and her head was already spinning, and suddenly Jordan felt like she was tilting and tilting and tipping forward and. . .

She doubled over and sick splatted all over her shoes, Eliana’s shoes, and the ground. Eliana stepped back a bit, startled, but didn’t let go of Jordan’s hand. Then she moved forward, cupping her girlfriends forehead. “Shit. . you’re okay, babe. Just get it up.” Beneath Eliana’s hand, Jordan’s skin was burning.

Each retch was painful. Jordan’s stomach felt like it was on fire and the sticky feeling got worse as sweat drenched her.

She could hear Eliana and Oliver saying something. Then she heard Oliver leave.

Jordan was feeling too horrible to be embarrassed by all of the people watching the scene. When her legs gave out, she was caught not only by her girlfriend, but also by a set of firmer, slightly larger hands.

��Holy shit,” she heard Spirit say.

“Amber,” Eliana said, her voice shockingly calm, “get my keys out of my pocket and bring my car up front.”

Jordan heard a jingle of keys and the sound of footsteps running away. Birdie and Oliver stood behind Jordan, watching as she trembled with every breath.

“Jor?” Oliver said. “You good.”

She vomited in response.

Spirit shot a deadpan look at him. “Does that answer your question?”

Oliver blushed a bit, embarrassed. “Yeah, that was a pretty dumb question.”

After a few minutes, Jordan spat into her puddle of sick and mumbled, “‘mmmm done.”

Eliana cooed her as she and Spirit helped her up. As they walked off, Birdie got a look at the sick puddle and gagged. Oliver sighed and covered her eyes with his hand and guided her past the puddle, following the others. He felt bad for whoever was gonna have to clean up that mess.

Amberlynn had brought Eliana’s car to the front of the mall and was leaning against it, waiting. She opened the passenger door and Eliana helped Jordan inside.

Eliana shut the door and looked at her friends. “You all should keep shopping. Enjoy your Saturday—I’ll take her home.”

Spirit raised a skeptical brow. “You sure?”

Eliana nodded. After a bit of protesting from her friends, they finally agreed to keep enjoying their Saturday after she promised she’d text them later and assured them that she’d call Keiko if she needed help.

Once the others had gone inside, Eliana got into the driver seat and looked at Jordan who had her eyes closed and was hunched over in her seat, clutching her aching stomach.

“Oh, babe,” Eliana cooed. “What’s hurting? Just your stomach?”

Jordan shook her head. “My head,” she said in a small voice. Tears were forming between her closed eyes. “I really don’t feel good.”

Eliana rubbed her back softly as she pulled out of the mall parking lot. “I know, babe. I promise, we’ll be home soon. You have a fever, which is probably why your head is hurting."

The drive felt too long, but Jordan thankfully didn’t throw up until the car was parked and she could puke out the door while Eliana held her hair. After a few minutes of puking and dry heaving, they managed to get inside and up to the top floor where Jordan lived. Jordan was so tempted to just flop on the couch, but Eliana brought her to the bathroom and positioned her in front of a toilet. Jordan’s hair was soon tied up in a scrunchy, and she felt so good to have it off of her sweaty neck.

“I’m gonna run a cool bath for you and get you some meds. Okay?” Eliana asked. Jordan just nodded, and Eliana stood, turning on the water in Jordan’s luxury triangular bathtub and leaving the bathroom to grab some medicine and a bucket.

When she came back, there was more puke in the toilet, and Eliana was genuinely shocked that her girlfriend had anything left in her.

Eliana helped Jordan undress and get in the bath. She hissed at the cold, but eventually relaxed and shut her eyes.

Eliana went back to the bedroom to make the bed and get some clothes for Jordan. When she got back to the bathroom, her sick girlfriend was asleep. She woke her up and wet her hands with the water, rubbing them on Jordan’s feverish face. She had Jordan take the meds and drink some water. She was glad when her girlfriend managed to keep it down.

Several minutes later, she got Jordan out of the bath, dried her, and got her in the soft PJs. “C’mon,” she said to the taller girl. “You need some sleep.”

Jordan literally face-planted onto the soft bed. Eliana joined her, sitting with her back against the headboard, and Jordan moved, placing her head on Eliana’s lap. Eliana smiled, stroking loose strands of coal-black hair away from Jordan’s face.

Eliana scrolled on her phone for a while before she got a text from Amberlynn asking, ‘Hey, how’s Jor? Is she okay?’

Eliana smiled and texted all of the girls (and Oliver) that Jordan was fine now. Suddenly, the sick girl made a sleepy sound and moved, blinking a bit.

“Hey,” Eliana said softly. “You okay?”

Jordan smiled too, closing her eyes again and snuggling closer to Eliana, burying her face in her stomach. “I love you,” she sighed sleepily.

Eliana sighed and said, “I love you too.” She paused for a minute before smirking and saying, “We’ll go shopping next weekend. Thanks to you, we both need new shoes.”

#whump #thebrilliantidiots #Jordan #eliana #JxE #why is it so entertaining to make your characters suffer? I know it's not just me

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