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imliterallyellie · 3 months

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Writers block is the literal worst I'm sorry love buttt maybe a little something about gamer Ellie, it's quite literally my absolute fav !! ☺🤍 could be fluffy or not fluffy 👀 completely upto you on where you go off. Hope you're having a beautiful day/night ! :)

is this thing on? 🎤

you buy ellie a new game, but that comes with it's consequences

a/n thank you for the request! gamer!ellie is very canon and i like it very much because i am also very much gamer xo short as always, i'm not good at writing long stuff but i hope you enjoy this! situated in a no outbreak au, joel is alive, but ellie and him do still have the same awkward-ish jackson dynamic :)

one thing you loved about your relationship with ellie was how you were able to be in each other's presence, doing separate things. as much as you both liked being around one another and doing things together, you're both very independent people who like to do their own things every now and then.

ellie would be strumming on her guitar, humming whatever new lyric she had come up with, drawing in her sketchbook or playing a game on her console. on the other side of the room you would be reading a new book, giving your favorite movie another rewatch or looking up recipes for deserts you think ellie would like. your girlfriend got a sweet tooth, and you loved using it to your advantage whenever you wanted something or whenever you had had a little disagreement.

your co-independence was very beneficial to your relationship as a whole, but it also helped you out on one of your weakest points; gift giving. while ellie was great at remembering things you told her that you'd like, writing everything down in her notebook and never failing at picking out the perfect present for you, you weren't blessed with the skill of being a good gift-giver. so to know what ellie liked doing in her own time, was a blessing on it's own.

a drawing pencil engraved with your initial, a guitar pick in her favorite color or a new polaroid camera all belonged up there with some of her favorite gifts she had received from you.

so now ellie’s birthday was coming up, and unlike other years, you weren’t stressed about what you were going to get her. she had been chewing your ears off about this new game that had come out, something about space and spaceships and flying and… whatever else. she'll like it. you're sure she will.

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saying she would like it was... quite the understatement. she had barely even unwrapped it and within a blink of the eye she was already halfway the story of the game. you liked it, you really did, when she was doing her own thing playing her game and you got some time to yourself, but it had been a bit much lately. you knew that gifting her that game would have your time together a bit compromised. knowing ellie she would get completely lost in it for a couple days, and usually you were fine with that, but you'd been feeling needy for her attention a little these past couple days, but your girlfriend hadn't been feeding into it.

it was sunday afternoon and you were laying on her bed, feet dangling off the edge watching ellie who was playing her game. she was looking good, you couldn't deny that. it was a hot summer day, ellie resorting to only a white tank top and a pair of shorts. your attention was shamelessly caught by her hands, how she gripped the controller and how her thumbs were expertly toying with the joysticks. she kept cursing under her breath, getting worked up after failing to beat a level for the umpteenth time. it was pathetic really, but it got you going. the heat, paired with how hot your girlfriend was looking and the lack of attention you'd been experiencing lately took it's toll on you.

you climbed off your shared bed and came up to ellie, wrapping your arms around her torso from behind. you rested your chin on the top of her head and stayed like that for a little moment, your eyes following ellie's character on the screen of her tv. she'd gotten it from joel as a moving out gift, when she left jackson to come live with you. it could definitely use some fixing up, probably even replacing, but ellie would not budge whenever you said she should get a new one. she didn't like talking about joel, but this was her silent way of having him around, just a little. so you let it be.

she didn't react to the newfound presence behind her so you sighed, quite excessively. no reaction. you sighed again, but you were once again met by nothing more than ellie's whispered curses. you decided to change your action plan, your actions growing a little bolder. you started pressing soft kisses against the side of her head, moving closer towards her ear, where you gently bite her earlobe, to which she hissed softly. so that's what got a reaction out of her.

"els, i miss you", you sweetly whispered in her ear. "hmmpf- babygirl, i'm still playing. can you just have a little more patience f’me?". on any other day, you probably would. you would muster up that last drop of patience you had left inside of you, but today was different. you lowered your head towards her lightly freckled shoulders and playfully bit the exposed skin. you scratched the back of her neck with your freshly manicured left hand, knowing damn well she loved the sensations of your nails gently scraping down her sensitive skin. you were trying to get her to give in to you, to finally give you that special attention of hers you were so desperately craving.

when you noticed that her game character stood still and her controller was long forgotten about, you knew you had her where you wanted. you pressed a couple more kisses on the crook of her neck before turning her chair around and throwing your leg over hers, getting comfortable in your girlfriend’s lap. “please, baby? i’ve missed you so much and i need you”, you delicately whispered while looking into ellie’s eyes, your hands now playing with the hair at the back of her neck. she had recently been for a haircut, so it was just the right length to comb your fingers through.

you noticed a look in ellie’s eyes that you knew so well, and you couldn’t help a small smile forming creeping up your face. her hands on your waist started roaming up and down your sides, as she dipped her dead down to press a bruising kiss against your lips. you let out a little whimper, what made ellie involuntarily buck her hips up against yours. she bit her lip and let go if it with a plop before grabbing the back of your thighs, lifting you up and walking over to your shared bed.

“let’s make up for lost time, sweetheart”

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#not proofread as usual #is this thing on?#torlex speaking 🌿#ellie williams x reader #the last of us #the last of us 2 #tlou #the last of us fanfiction #tlou fanfiction #ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie williams fluff

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all-purpose-dish-soap · 1 month

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How about reader, who is a seasoned gamer, invites Gaz to play something like Valorant or Fortnite etc. She says "dw it took me a while to get good too" but he picks it up stupid quick. He spends the rest of the time enjoying winding her up more than the actual game.

absolutely absolutely. gaz can and should get away with everything.

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"Gaz... you know most people play video games to escape their responsibilities."

"So you've told me." Gaz's voice crackles over your headset.

You're staring at your screen, watching as he confirms his character selection in the game's lobby. "You're absolutely sure you want to play tank?" you ask him.

He locks in his character, and it appears in the pregame lobby: a bald-headed, square-jawed guy with a muscular build and heavy armor.

"Positive. You're playing healer, aren't you?"

"Yeah."

"Then I'm playing tank. Pocket me."

"You've never even played this game. We'll both get obliterated."

"Come on. How hard can it be? Shoot, use ability, reset. I take the damage; you heal me; I dish it back out; we win; you thank me for carrying you as always. It's just like our usual game."

"Repeat that last one. I think your mic cut out on account of the bullshit."

"You don't think I can keep the heat off you?"

"I don't need you to keep the heat off me. I just want you to have fun and not die in the first five seconds of the round," you tell him. He did buy this game specifically to play it with you. After a totally reasonable amount of prodding on your part. It's been your go-to for weeks.

"Then pocket me and I won't die. I'm not having fun if I'm not in the thick of it. You know me."

"Fine. For one game."

"Bet," Gaz says, sounding smug about it. "I'm not gonna disappoint."

During that first game, he's getting his bearings. But he takes to it rather intuitively, especially with your help over voice chat. His tactical skills are whip-sharp as always. As you pocket him, you focus your character's abilities on keeping Gaz alive. But you switch to upping his damage output when you realize he's holding down a choke point by himself, taking on enemies and laying out a field of fire for your team. It's impressive, considering this is his first time playing the game.

When an enemy sneaks up on you, his pocket healer, he disposes of them with slightly more prejudice.

"You're pretty good at this," you tell him, scanning the results screen. "I mean, maybe mid-tier if you were on your own."

"Mid-tier?" he says, a little affronted. "It's called being adaptable. Not that you'd know. Hundreds of hours in this game and you're mid-tier support at best."

You cross your arms, leaning back in your computer chair. "Because I don't play support. You know what? I'm switching to DPS. See what you carry without me patching your ass up every ten seconds."

Back in the lobby, you select your main. Gaz eyes the character with a bit of respect. "A rogue, huh? You must think you're pretty good. Gonna need a lot more healing."

"Only if I get hit."

"I could sponge that damage right up for you. Keep you nice and safe."

You scoff. "Won't need it."

"Let's see."

In the next round, you weave in and out of combat, gleefully dodging attacks and landing devastating blows before you disappear. Your bread and butter. Meanwhile, Gaz does--at worst--an admirable job tanking. Still, when you look back and see enemies surrounding him, it's clear he could use an assist.

You double back and flank two of the enemies on him, picking them both off one by one. But before you can gloat, his voice in your headset interrupts you.

"Good kills, baby."

That's not the reaction you wanted. It immediately ticks you off. "I know."

He chuckles and takes down another enemy. He's tunneling in on the fight now that you've got him back on his feet, but clearly he still has time to talk to you. "Can't take a compliment."

The face that he's purposely pushing your buttons just irritates you more.

The next few games, he makes himself indispensable as a tank. It should be a good thing, but he keeps getting in your way specifically. You'd swear it's on purpose. He tanks hits for you and then acts like you'd lose the game without him. His cockiness is insufferable. Worse--you can't ignore how deftly he's scaling the difficulty curve here. He's holding the attention of the enemy players, keeping them away from you while you deal the damage. And you'd never admit it, but the way he's holding aggro is saving your ass.

You shouldn't need him to do that, though. You tell yourself the only reason you're not playing better is because he's forcing you to maneuver around him.

Then he offs the enemy rogue right as you're finishing her off. You swear into the mic. "Gaz, come on! You stole my kill."

"I'm giving my little rogue the help she needs. Besides, you know it's not about getting the most kills. It's about the team's collective score," he teases, and you have to remind yourself it's just a game.

It's like he can tell exactly what to do to piss you off in record time after that. Bossing you around, telling you to take this point or make that kill. He even pipes up once to remind you it'd be a good time to use your ult. You open your mouth to tell him it's not ready yet, but to your chagrin, you glance down and realize it is. Somehow he's keeping track? Unreal.

You're a little impressed about that one, but you'd never tell him. In your defense, he's distracting you with all this banter and teasing. He's making it hard to focus.

"No backseat gaming," you tell him.

"Wouldn't have to backseat game if you played better."

"I would be playing better if you weren't crowding me!" You sigh out your nose. "You're only doing this to get a rise out of me. Micromanaging me. I swear you get off on it."

"You're giving me too many opportunities to obsess over you." He sounds smirky.

The way he says it makes something in your lower stomach flip. You lose focus for half a second--long enough for the enemy rogue to slip past Gaz and smack you.

Gaz slams into her with his shield to stun her, then spins around and uses his special to deal more damage. That last hit downs her. You don't even have a chance to react.

His voice in your headset is smug still. "Like I said."

"Fine. Thanks."

"You can thank me by not dying again."

After the game, you sit back in your chair, arms crossed. "You sure talk a lot of shit."

"Am I?" You hear him grinning. "I hoped you'd give me a little more attitude than that."

"Oh, I know. You're not subtle."

"Neither are you. You get riled up so easy."

"You want me to fight you? Because it sounds like you'd rather me just roll over and bite the damn curb."

"No, you want that. You're a masochist."

"Thank you."

"It isn't a compliment."

"I know. Keep bullying me," you snark into your mic.

It's hard to resist teasing you when you say stuff like that. "Okay," he says, his tone turning playful. He leans back, crosses his legs, and situates himself in his chair. The game's results screen idles on his monitor, forgotten. "You've gotta stop making it so easy for me, though."

"I get that a lot."

"I'm sure you do, sweetheart."

"Ooh, are we doing condescension now?"

"I've been condescending to you since minute one. I can turn it up if it's not obvious enough."

"Keep going and I'll get off."

"Off voice chat, you mean?"

You smirk. "No."

He smiles, rolling his shoulders back. "I can absolutely be more condescending to you if that's what your incompetent little heart desires."

You laugh. "You were just waiting to bring that one out, weren't you?"

"I've got several of them tucked away just in case you got mouthy, But let's be honest--you're always mouthy."

"You're one to talk. You talked hella trash that last match."

"Only because I had to pull your ass out of the line of fire all the time. If you were better, I wouldn't have to. You're giving me ammunition, here."

"I just think it's telling that you play tank."

"Are you saying I'm compensating for something?"

"You said it. Not me."

He rolls his eyes, smirking. "You want to talk about projecting? You're the masochist, and you play a rogue? The one class known for being fragile? You're putting a target on your own back. What does that say about you?"

"Better than a tank main," you quip.

"I'm taking all the hits so you can DPS your way to getting play of the game. Makes me sound proper generous."

You examine your nails. "Makes you sound like a control freak."

"Why don't you look me in the eye and say that? Turn on your cam."

Your grin widens. "Gaz, please. If I turned my webcam on every time some guy online asked me to, I'd never have time to play."

He leans forward, lowering his voice. "Who says I'm kidding? Come on, baby. Give me eye contact. Look me in the eye and tell me I'm a control freak."

"Nope." You know he hates that you're not budging.

"Why? Aren't you decent?"

"More like I have Cheeto dust all over my hands."

"Doubt that."

"It's true."

"Come on. Prove it."

"See? Control freak."

"Fine, I'm a control freak--withyou. But you like it, don't you?"

"Oh, I love when you order me around. I love knowing exactly what you want me to do so I can avoid doing it forever."

He sits back in his chair and stares through his screen. It's not like he's never seen your face before. You've posted a selfie or two in shared chats. But he's never seen you cozied up in your pajamas. Or in a cute little robe. Or maybe a big t-shirt, the soft kind. Like he wears.

Yeah, he's realizing he's down bad. Worse than he thought.

"You wanna make the next round more interesting, then?" he asks.

You arch a brow, propping your sock-covered feet up on your desk. "Like how?"

"You lose, you turn on your camera, obviously."

You snicker. "I don't know what you think I get up to on a Friday night, but you're gonna be sorely disappointed." You pop another Cheeto in your mouth, knowing he'll hear it crunch.

Gaz laces his fingers behind his head. "I've already curbed my expectations. Bet you're sitting around in sweats and a hoodie with some anime character on it." Not that the thought of that isn't appealing. He suspects you don't let many people see you that way.

"You're... uh..." You look down at what you're wearing. "Not far off, actually."

"I know, baby. I've seen your Discord handle."

"So what if I win?"

"Then I won't tell anyone how hard you got stomped these last few rounds. And trust me, I'd be telling everyone. It's embarrassing how much of a load you were. Don't take that the wrong way, though--by all means, just sit there looking cute while I carry this next game."

"Oh, you're on."

Gaz grins, leaning forward. "Yeah, we'll see how cocky you are when I put you back in your place."

You pull your chair back up to your desk, hands poised over your mouse and keyboard. "Promises, promises."

Gaz readies up, too. "Don't worry, baby. I'll keep my word. But once I humble you, you're gonna regret ever doubting me."

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yjhariani · 1 year

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Bad Ideas

Simon 'Ghost' Riley X GN!Reader Word count: 2000± Warning: Profanity, ankle injury Summary: Now, you're the one taking him out on a date.

A/N: So, I don't think I would ever write smut and that seems to be what people were expecting by the end of the last one (which is open to your own interpretation), but what I can provide is hopefully some cute shits happening some time after that.

“No,” you sighed. “Now that I’m here, I realise that this is a bad idea, Simon.”

“You took me here, Y/N,” Simon recalled.

“I know, but our opponents are likely teenagers or some weird, gamer guys with noodle arms and you’re a one man army who’s trained to shoot,” you reasoned.

“They have their practice in PUBG, we’re very much even,” Simon said.

It was a good idea at first. Maybe instead of him taking you on another date, you suggested that you should be the one taking him on the date.

For some reason, indoor paintball sounded like another good idea at that time. Which was why you both were here. For paintball.

It had been another few months since your latest, very lovely encounter with Simon. Last time, he spent a night in your flat and you delivered him back to his the next morning. Well, noon. There was a lot of delay.

Later that same day, Simon knocked on your door again and informed you that he was leaving for work, again. That was when you told him that you wanted to be the one taking him on a date instead of him taking you on another date in spite of him insisting that he was the one owing you a date.

Of course, upon his arrival home last night, Simon knocked on your door and you woke up on the same bed by the morning like last time.

Today, being another Saturday, a few days after his arrival home, you finally executed your plan. It was a good idea after all. At the time. Up until this point. Until you changed your mind a few seconds ago.

“When we’re in the field, you do everything I say, alright? As long as you do that, I’ll keep you alive and I have your back,” Simon said.

“You can literally obliterate them in five seconds,” you pointed out.

“No,” Simon denied. “I’ll only need three seconds.”

Simon made sure that your goggles were secured whilst you looked at him in disbelief.

“This is a bad idea,” you said again.

“This is your idea,” Simon said. “What’s the worst that could happen?”

“I don’t know, like… everything goes awry and you’ll hate me to a point that you’d rather move out of your flat and we’ll never see each other again,” you said.

Simon let out a light chuckle, something you did not remember ever hearing before. There was something serene and satisfying about his laugh and who knew someone’s breathy, hitched, somewhat low voice could be like that.

“No,” Simon said, putting a hand on the side of your face. “The worst that could happen is you spraining your ankle or face planting on the ground. Maybe getting a few bruises. Of course, there are cases where—”

“Okay,” you cut off. “I get it.”

“Good,” Simon nodded.

Fast forward approximately twenty minutes later, you were in the field full of people screaming and yelling and a referee who was laughing their ass off.

Earlier, when Simon heard the other team—that happened to be a team of three and you were stuck going two against three for some reason—being very tactical, he decided that he should do the same though not as loud. He did that on purpose, saying everything in military terms and watched you struggle to understand half the things he was saying.

Simon, being very capable of obliterating your opponent in three seconds, decided that he wanted you to celebrate this… not so bad of an idea for a date. Most of the time, he was fishing the enemies out and had you take the killing shot. Well, until they took you out and Simon literally took out the remaining opponents in three seconds.

As you were about to get out of the field when it happened. The worst. Somehow, in a brief second, you tripped. Simon was ready to catch you, but alas he was too far behind you by inches.

As a result, you fell face forward on the ground.

In any instance, should any fall happen in any place where there was at least another person around, the damage would be more on the mental side than the physical. However, in spite of the embarrassment, the pain you felt on your ankle was felt impeccably.

“You alright, love?” Simon casually asked once he was kneeling next to you, helping you get up to sit at least.

Looking at him, though, you could see his eyes lighting up.

“I—my… Simon, the fucking worst just happened to me,” you replied. “And you think it's funny.”

“I don't," Simon said, but not really convincing you of his denial. "Where does it hurt?”

“My ankle,” you answered.

Simon scooted over to your feet level. Carefully, he put his hand on your ankle, but accidentally pressed too hard on it and triggered a yelp from you.

By then, a few people had passed along and you tried to serve them an awkward smile.

“Alright, you’re not walking on that,” Simon stated.

“What am I—”

“I’ll find something to wrap it up with, you wait here,” Simon proceeded before walking off.

Simon returned fairly soon after that with a roll of bandage. He sat on the level of your foot and looked at you in a questioning manner.

“What am I supposed to do?” you asked.

“Let me take your shoe and sock off and patch you up,” Simon said.

“Okay,” you nodded. “Are you sure?”

“I got my training, love,” Simon said as he started getting to work.

Even in a dire time, the way he addressed you like that still got your stomach churning.

As Simon wrapped your ankle with a bandage, you removed your gear and collected your shoe. Once he was done, Simon looked at you and you could feel his smile teasing you from behind that mask.

“It’ll get better,” Simon said. “Let’s get you home and get lazy."

“Sure,” you sighed, "Nurse Ghost."

Simon helped you to your feet. However, as soon as that happened, he swept you off your feet and carried you up.

“This is unnecessary,” you chuckled. “This is a bad idea.”

“This is you getting nursed,” Simon insisted.

Initially, you planned to take him somewhere else after this, but now that disaster happened, the two of you ended up getting on a cab to get back to your flat.

In the middle of the way, Simon put an arm around your shoulders. There was something about the way he held you that made you feel somewhat secured.

“I’m sorry this turned out disastrous,” you said, still somewhat embarrassed, but also felt quite alright now that Simon was still here.

“You did pretty well, actually,” Simon said. “If you pursue it, you could participate in a sniper competition with Soap in a few years.”

“Soap’s a sniper?” you questioned.

“He didn’t say?” Simon replied.

You shook your head. Simon only looked at you and patted you on the shoulder.

“I was gonna take you for ice cream,” you continued.

“You see the sky’s cloudy, right?” Simon replied.

“Even if it’s raining, I would’ve taken you there. They have hot chocolate,” you smiled. “With marshmallows.”

Simon said nothing, but you felt his smile again. Who knew if he was actually smiling, but it felt like he was. Maybe it was simply the tenderness in his eyes.

“We could have those at home,” Simon said. “Maybe watch something with ice on your ankle.”

“Am I reading this wrong or are you inviting me to cuddle?” you asked.

Not saying anything, Simon looked out the window.

When you both arrived, Simon helped you get out of the car and walked you both into the building. It took sometime, but soon enough you reached your floor.

Once you got off the lift, Simon picked you up and put you on his back like a backpack.

“What are you doing? I walked fine earlier,” you chuckled.

“Putting too much pressure on your injury is not a good idea,” Simon put out an open palm. “Key.”

“No,” you said.

Simon proceeded to walk towards his flat.

“Wow,” you said in disbelief.

Once inside, Simon sat you down on the sofa. He stretched your injured leg and made sure it was comfortable with a stack of cushions underneath it. After that, he hunched down on the backrest to level with your face, sort of peeping on it. He put his chin on his knuckles.

“What flavour ice cream do you want?” Simon asked.

“No,” you chuckled. “It should’ve been me asking you that.”

“I’ll guess, then,” Simon stood up.

Simon only looked at you. It seemed that there were a few thoughts going in his mind.

“What do you need?” Simon asked.

“I mean, you said ice for my ankle,” you answered. “But, I can get that myself, just a few doors away.”

“No,” Simon said. “I’ll get it. What else do you need?”

“The rest of the weekend with you?” you answered.

“Copy,” Simon said. “Give me ten minutes.”

Before he left your flat, he kissed you on the forehead through his mask.

If you were allowed to scream without getting any consequences, it would be really nice. It was probably either screaming or squealing. Maybe both.

He was so lovely and cute. Maybe Simon was too tough to actually admit that he was inviting you to cuddle, but the way he went around it was as admirable.

When Simon returned, he had a bag of ice and quite a number of snacks that he laid on the coffee table. He took the ice and moved next to your leg.

“You might want to get the ice cream first before they melt,” Simon said as he unwrapped the bandage from your foot.

“Simon—”

Simon cut you off by shushing you. He was not even looking at you.

So, you reached to get the ice cream. It was surprising that he got two tubs of your favourite ice cream flavour.

“You might want to put one of these in your freezer,” you suggested.

“That’s where I put my heart,” Simon said as he was putting the ice on your foot, but before you could comment on his latest statement he said, “It’s not swelling too bad. Should be improving in a few days. Don’t walk on it.”

You handed him one of the two ice cream tubs.

“Thank you,” you said.

“I've done nothing yet,” Simon sighed before walking off for a moment.

Simon returned with two spoons and a mug. He joined you on the sofa, setting up his telly. You scooped half of the ice cream into the mug before presenting the two options to Simon. He took the mug.

By then, you were snuggled against him and whatever film Simon put on was starting.

“Nice way to end the day, don’t you think?” Simon asked.

“It’s 2 pm, Simon,” you said.

Simon lifted his mask to his nose. You looked at him and he delivered a kiss to your lips right away.

“What are we watching?” you asked, resting your temple on his chest.

“Something Soap recommended. He said it’s from a book,” Simon said. “Said something about Nicholas Sparks.”

“Oh, Simon,” you hummed, lightly chuckling. “Do I need to get worried that I might be ruining your relationship with him?”

“Let’s see how this goes and I’ll answer that by the end of this film,” Simon sighed.

Your light chuckle made Simon look at you.

“Maybe this is a bad idea,” Simon stated.

“The paintball was a bad idea, but this is not,” you stated.

“Just so you know, it was not a bad idea,” Simon said. “If the worst didn’t happen, I would’ve proposed for another game.”

A smile bloomed on your face.

Before actually investing in the film while eating ice cream, Simon kissed you on the temple.

Would it be a good idea to spend the rest of the weekend like this? Simon definitely did think so. Besides, it was his birthday weekend, he should treat himself a little.

However, of course, you had no idea that today was his birthday. Simon was tempted on telling you, but he did not care if you knew or not. He felt celebrated and that was enough for him.

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cordeliawhohung · 4 months

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this is a super random question, but where do the mafia boys live? i keep on imagining that price lives in a penthouse, even though i think its more accurate for him to live in a (secluded?) mansion instead. for simon, i think he'd be more simple. for him, i keep on imagining that he lives in a comfy apartment, even though i think its more accurate for him to live in a (also secluded?) house. not too big, not too small

oooh! great question actually!

Price doesn't live anywhere fancy, actually. he lives in a upper/middle class secluded suburban area with a nice yard, but he's not pouring millions into the place type fancy (though he certainly has the money for it). he chose the house he lives in currently because of the nice office space, actually. think someplace cozy with dark neutral walls and wood floors and lots of lamps instead of overhead light, comfy chairs and couches for reading, things of that sort! no plants tho, he kills them no matter how hard he tries to keep them alive.

Simon lives in an apartment! again, nothing super fancy, just a simple flat. kitchen, living room, he was lucky enough to have an in unit washer actually, which is good because he HATES the laundry mat. it's very neat and tidy, he cleans pretty regularly, hates a messy/unclean house. trying to decide if he has a one or two bedroom, though. not sure what he would use the extra space for. he for sure has a hobby, maybe he'd use a second room for that. mans DEF works with his hands. not anything artsy but if he wasn't a butcher in this au he def would've been a welder or something ong.

Johnny lives probably the worst out of all of them, but that's alright because he leaves his stupid studio apartment as often as he can, so why spend money on a more expensive place? he's got a nice bed, constructed shelves to make little sections in the apartment, especially for his little tech corner. you can expect to see loads of little toys at his desk, like a rubik cube and other puzzle things like that. i feel like he lowkey loves those rgb lights like a proper gamer freak lmao. it's a little cluttered but not like gross messy or anything, more in a "wow there's so many various cables wrapped neatly on this desk i almost can't see the desk," way.

believe it or not, it's our lovely boy Kyle who gets the obnoxiously expensive and crazy nice penthouse. i'm talking like beautiful views, there's a fucking personal gym and other amenities in the building (not in the penthouse itself but he has access to it on the bottom floor type thing) and it's got crazy beautiful architecture. guess being the bastard son of one of the most influential politicians in the world has its perks. they'll give you anything to shut you up. but more on that later (:

#core responds #mafia!price #mafia!john #mafia!simon #mafia!ghost #mafia!soap #mafia!johnny #mafia!kyle #mafia!gaz #mafia!141

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animentality · 4 months

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you guys will see a post talking about how incels are refusing to form basic human connections because of toxic masculinity, lone wolf syndrome, and seeing women as sex objects whose only purpose is to be emotionally and sexually available for men...

and then start talking about how people with social anxiety are people too :((( what's wrong with being socially awkward?

like bro.

If you have social anxiety, and you have a hard time communicating, and you're neurodivergent, and you're an introvert... yeah ok, but why do you immediately side with guys whose entire mantra is that women aren't people and they shouldn't be lonely ever, because women should be provided to them like service dogs by the government?

I know you're socially awkward and all, but come the fuck on. unless you've been living locked in a small basement bunker your entire life, being fed chips by a robot through a hole in the ceiling, you should be able to fucking figure out.

that there's a fucking difference between being awkward and accidentally hurting people's feelings because you have perpetual foot in mouth syndrome/have a hard time connecting to people.

and sitting in your room saying slurs on overwatch and telling female gamers that they're fat ugly bitches who should send nudes.

why would you even WANT to associate yourself immediately with that demographic? why do you read something about the worst people alive, who are deliberately awful to other people, and then say oh look it's me, I'm also "not good with people."

are you THAT socially awkward?

God I hate when I'm so socially awkward that I'm a sexist.

God I hate how my neurodivergence leads me to misogyny. what a weird coincidence that neurotypicals somehow also accidentally end up there too.

God, i hate when anxiety makes me want to lash out at women for existing, that's so bizarre.

yeah, good frame, guys. good work. let's say that all the willful evil in this world can be attributed to mental illness because accountability for your own actions is actually ableism, and all people who are mentally ill should be excused for whatever gross war crime they want to commit.

when you think about it, being a racist is also a form of social anxiety because you just can't talk to anyone who's not white.

your POOR thing.

poc all across the world really need to take in account that white people only became colonisers because they were socially anxious and have a hard time speaking to people, so instead they opted for genocide.

#women on twitter are talking about how theyre expected to emotionally coddle men who refuse to make meaningful connections with people #who insist women should have no emotional needs of their own and should drop everything to fix them #and yall are on here #saying oh but wait what if that guy with a fucking 88 in his username has social anxiety :(((#yeah im sure he does #maybe he should kill himself

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lone-wolf-nergiganos · 11 months

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Scaramouche/Wanderer X Bullied Gaming YouTuber! Male Reader Modern AU

Scaramouche is always protective over you, sure he is a short little guy, but that doesn't mean he won't hurt someone who dares to harm you, even when you are online, his overprotective nature never depletes.

You are a gamer, and you often have to deal with people who thinks everyone should be perfect in order to win, and when you or someone else screws up, they'll scold you. Or even worse make mean comments on your streams. That's something Scaramouche do not tolerate.

You were currently streaming on YouTube while playing Call of Duty: Warzone, which is your favorite game to play. Unfortunately you kept dying despite trying so hard to stay alive, and the worst part about it is? It's that you have people commenting negatively on your stream, saying that you are a*s or trash at the game.

Scaramouche saw this negative thread of comments and quickly stepped in before grabbing the microphone and said, "you b*tches better shut the hell up, let him play the game without treating him like crap." This comments quickly stopped becoming negative, it was as if Scaramouche casted a spell on them.

"That's what I thought you b*tches, how about you all get a life instead of making fun of someone online?" He added before turning around to look at you, "turn off the stream baby, they're not worth it," he said before smiling at you. "Okay," you replied before ending the stream.

Scaramouche then walked up to you before kissing you gently before saying, "ignore them lowlives baby, they're not worth stressing over." You kissed him back before saying, "okay," and after that you two went to bed to take a little nap while cuddling each other.

#genshin impact x male reader #genshin x male reader #scaramouche x male reader #wanderer x male reader #scaramouche oneshot #male reader insert #x male reader #male reader #modern au #wanderer genshin #wanderer gi

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flovoid · 20 days

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OC question of the day!

If you could make a character real, which of your OCs would be:

your bestie

your spouse/partner

your secret lover!

your friendly rival

your enemy!

BONUS: do this for other people’s OCs too!

Pass the game along (anonymously or not)

LETS GOOO THANK YOU FRIEND!!! THIS IS EXCITING HEHE~

bestie: definitely Joshua & Taiga! I always find myself befriend or having bff w ppl who are more positive, outgoing, and super joyous-kind hehe. literally I think I feel more comfortable w those who are the opposite of me and sometimes I feel like I wanna be like them as a person yk? sooo its them.

spouse/partner: definitely Roo… yall throughout my gameplay with him hes literally a malewife. my absolute weakness.

secret lover: I always have a thing for hot-headed characters… so its has to be Killian.

and of course floydie??? hes my lover my crush my type my husband my boy my boyfriend my soul-

friendly rivals: Maroon & Theo… why?

because that kid? he will roast the shit out of you DONT EVEN PROVOKE HIM also because we are having the same mbti which is intp so I always find myself challenging those who are into the same personality and interests like me.

and Theo oh my god that dude is mean as hell and he is a gamer!? a competitive one too- bro literally gonna be making fun of me and the way I play so he is 100% gonna be my rival in video games because im just like him frfr.

enemy: him. Miguel. he is just the worst man alive in flawtown.

#cant wait to show more characteristics for some of these characters yall gonna love them hehe #seeing all these sims from different universes together feels nice because omg they all look different to me?#I slayed ngl #also if yall seen my type in anime characters or games yall will understand why I chose killian there-#maroon lenhart #theo wood #joshua bheeda #taiga yamada #floyd cyprus #killian sewell #roo medici #sims 4 #ts4 #simblr

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vivantesopales · 1 year

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for mari 🌼

a soft-sad rainy night remix of 10 gorgeously written fics (including tomarry, harry & tom°), recced in parallel with lines from the poem ‘Into the Breach’ by ocean vuong

To the Hilt | M, 36k | @duplicitywrites

It’s simple: I just don’t know / how to love a man / gently.

Featuring an epic, human-AI romance between gamer Tom and garden bot Harry, To the Hilt is mind-blowing, deliciously sci-fi, and has a distinct, grim palette that feels almost dystopian. The story offers a fresh take on the android trope that diverts its plot-line from the traditional cautionary narrative, and the bittersweet ending gives me the worst, the best, you know what I mean, hangover. So please, do proceed with caution.

Lost in London° | T, 7k | @take-the-unknow-road-now

Tenderness / a thing to be beaten / into. Fireflies strung / through sapphired air.

It's impossible not to adore a tiny feral Tom who runs around in the streets of London and sets litter bins on fire. His friendship with Harry in this fic is so pure, so so pure. I still get ridiculously emotional thinking about them, and their chaotic little day trip feels a bit like a childhood memory I hold very close to my heart, now, after my third reread.

Dead Leaves on a Wet October Day | T, 29k | @trelloreads

You’re so quiet you’re almost / tomorrow.

In the beginning, Trello's writing vividly portrays Tom as an evil ghost that kills and wreaks havoc for funsies. He’s grumpy, he's dramatic, he’s hilarious. But you know the kind of fics that'd have you giggling out loud, just generally embarrassing yourself in public until they rip your heart out without a warning so that you'd have to go lie down for a while to recover?

Friendly advice: tissues at the ready....

Kings of Flowers and Skulls | T, 20k | @merrinpippy

The body was made soft / to keep us / from loneliness.

A soft, soft fic in which our two boys – two kings, in this instance, Harry of the eternally sleeping and Tom of the dead – find themselves gravitating towards one another after their first, curious encounter. Intimately written in a melancholic, fairytale-esque tone, there's just the right amount of fluff and comfort to counterbalance the pervasive loneliness in their daily lives.

In Dreams We Speak | T, 6.9k | @a-sentimental-man

You said that / as if the car were filling / with river water. / Don’t worry. / There’s no water. / Only your eyes / closing.

Philosophical at times and wonderfully trippy, this fic is an entire experience. It's a Sandman crossover – the first and only one I've read, actually. There's just something so eye-opening about the prose, and the casting certainly promises tension: Tom as Lord Dream and Harry the Master of Death. Whilst the cherry-of-top – Death herself as a supporting character – is what gives the story an unique, elegant aftertaste.

Alive Really Isn’t Your Color | T, 5.5k | merrivale

I never wanted / the flesh. / How it never fails / to fail / so accurately.

A deep dive into Harry’s post-war state of mind. Merrivale's writing captures depression in its raw, simplest manifestations, where living as the Master of Death (not really alive but unable to just die either) seems more and more like a curse Harry can't shake off. An understated, heartbreaking character study, this fic also closes with a scene that never fails to fuck me up (in a powerfully emo way).

The Care and Keeping of Tom Riddle’s Diary | T, 7.9k | @wynnefic

But what if I broke through / the skin’s thin page / anyway / & found the heart

With several unexpected turns along the way, this fic hits me right in my soft spot. It's so heartbreaking to see Diary Tom bonding with Harry over a sense of loneliness. Both shaped by chronic isolation, their protectiveness towards one another feels integral to their dynamic.

Jump right in – if you don't mind being turned into a puddle of goo by Harry, an adorable little bean who should be protected at all costs, and his adorable interactions with Tom.

Made of Clay° | E, 100k | @phantomato

To love another / man—is to leave / no one behind / to forgive me. / I want to leave / no one behind.

When Thoros Nott inserts himself and his son Theo into the lovely domestic equation of the Riddle household, the past is bound to catch up with Tom – retired Dark Lord, father of one – and impact his life with his 'adopted' son, Harry Riddle (oh yes the subtlety, I love that silly silly man) (Thoros: *coughs* abducted *cough*).

Phantomato’s handling of complex dynamics between complex characters is nuanced, graceful, as always. If you ever find yourself craving a good comfort fic or stories with the found family trope ... or if you think you might enjoy Tom being a suburban dilf for 100k – and no, this is absolutely not a logic trap😉 – here it is!

The Eyes in the Bramblebush | T, 12k | @relic--crown

To keep / & be kept. / The way a field turns / its secrets / into peonies.

Brought before readers by rich imagery and well-crafted moods, the high school setting in Bramblebush imparts a nostalgic note to the story. The dark vulnerability in Tom's character makes him an intriguing study in contrast, especially when Harry gets to be the one to dislocate him from his perfect, preppy, First Violin persona (which, don't get me wrong, is a 10/10 in its own right).

But You Promised?° | Not Rated, 1.2k | @whotooklortan

The way light / keeps its shadow / by swallowing it.

Cast against the backdrop of WW2 and the Blitz, the bond between Tom and his guardian seems especially precious as he grows from a bitter, disenchanted child to someone secure enough to trust, to rely on Harry. The slow disintegration of his mental barriers, however, only foregrounds the angst when it all to leads to one crushingly realistic twist at the end.

dear @onbeinganangel, happy birthday. i hope this little weave could, maybe, at some point in the future, give you the hug and/or the good cry you need – the same way these fics have comforted me in the past few difficult months; and of course, the same way your company and your writing have always sustained me emotionally. 😌💛

#tomarry #tom & harry #tom riddle #tmrhp #mari 🧵#these are fics that gave me lots and lots of feels #that all fall somewhere on the spectrum between hurt and comfort #their one common thing is that #i would like to reread them on rainy nights #with many cups of tea #but i think in terms of vibe that says a lot #opal's library

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dreamyzworldlove · 1 year

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just read the tsats preview my live reactions with no context under the cut

preview live reactions bc i am sooooooo normal

WILL LOOKED TIRED!!!

BADAGES WITH BLOOD????? HELLO?

NICO HAS WARCHED star wars csnon

nico would not go on a date with dearth vader i refuse to believe that

loving kayla so far

okay but them just being kids 🥺

nico is so emo oh my god

“exhausting to be their conselours” is interesting bc i was under the impression that they just took care of their cabin?? did 12 year old percy have to run camp activities and take care of kids??

why are they taking the taxi and not the strawberry trucks

nico liking the grey sisters :)

nico you stupid bitch composed starwars head ass

he is so sappy ew

NEW NAOMI ALBUM SHES ALIVE

insane that literally no one is at chb like how

joking about nico being happy is weird gave me the ick

they are so gross

SIGNIFGANT ANNOYANCE CALL BACK

nico not used to being normal or having nothing to do :(

DANDELION CALL BACK

nico feeling like he can’t talk to will :((

the ptsd joke was funny

also nico with no filter how fun

will is just like: bbgirl you are crazy<3

smallest SMALLEST inkling of banter

them saying ptsd is nice like i think that’s the first time they’ve ever acknowledged it in pjo

wait leopard print pattern camp shirt … does it have a pegasus on it??

NICO ED CANON????

ik it’s not final but a lot of the book feels repetitive? like they say a lot of the same things multiple times

nico befriending outcasts motif

MARIA??????

LOTUS CASINO FLASHBACK???

loving the body horror

MICHAEL YEW????

damn this is like a worst hits tour for nico

nico trying so hard 🥺

the cookie monster 🤨 that was truly awful

lots of telling not a lot of showing

straight percy :/

it can’t actually be bob that’s so boring:/

even in the dream jason was gone 🥺

here’s how jasico can still win-

THIS IS WHERE #ONBRAND IS

a slay that cupid looks like will but nico has to be down bad for him that fit is ATROCIOUS

WUPID this stupid bitch

nico kicking will is soooo funny

then they cute

CHIRON WALKING IN

RACHELLLLLLLLLLLL

gamer nico canon

mr d with the popcorn best character fr

chiron and mr d are a weird ship that i am thinking about noe

nico has been funny approx 2 times now

nico has gotten over his corn trauma

GREATEST NIGHTMARE HITS I SAID THAT

MR NOBLE SACRIFICE

who is alton brown

so so so many questions

what about the third person on a quest ??

why nico of all people? why does he need to do this?

#tsats spoilers #tsats potential spoilers #the sun and the star a nico di angelo adventure #the sun and the star #tsats #tsats nda #nico di angelo #will solace #solangelo #mr. d #rachel elizabeth dare

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foxtriestobiteandmaimandkilland · 5 months

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Hiiii :33333 im Cayden and i am incredibly abnormal about jrwi teehee ^_^ and im also the #1 silliest guy in the world [TRUE] [FACTUAL] [DONT FACT CHECK ME] [IM RIGJHT] [ALWAYS] I use he/him and she/her since we r sillyyyyy now (if u use they/them on me u explode by meteor. SAD!)

@spaghett-onaplate is my mostest bestest homoerotic bestiest in the whole wide world :3333 he posts about fandoms i dont understand go follow him rn <3 <- u will be rewarded with 1 thousand unicorns.

(Flash warning 4 below the cut ^_^)

I am rhe worst tagger on all of tumblr HOWEVER. i am like the eclipse and both the sun and the moon and my AWESOME ORIGINAL HIGH QUALITY POSTS are tagged either

#day thoughts - [partially comprehensible posts]

#night thoughts - [you shall need to study the wizards texts for 10000 years to begin to understand these]

I am like an eclipse i am day and night and sun and moon and dyke and fag and so chill w it and so scared.

ALSO:

#asks :3 - [semi-consistent ask tag which i will definitely forget one day and have done in the past my mind is like an iron trap except made of not iron. Made of. Jelly :3]

#art thoughts - [i used this like once i dont post art ever but might do ??,?, in the future]

THINGS I AM, HAVE BEEN, OR WILL BE, INCREDIBLT AUTISTIC ABOUT #swag

JRWI - i have seen riptide 3.5 times. And bitb 3 times. And apothy twice. And i shall not stop there. This podcast has enthralled me in its grip and it shall enthrall you too. Youtube dot com forward slash just roll with it. Go. Venture forth.

QSMP - i literally have like only watched phil + charlie slimecicle BUT. I am the #3 juanaflippa fan ever ever ever.

LIFE SERIES - only been watchin since like double life AND IM A PEARL MAIN 4EVER however i do like the sillies :3c

[THOSE 3 R LIKE MY BIG BIG ONES RN BUT EVERYTHING BELOW IS STILL SO DEAR TO ME]

MINECRAFT - i mean. What can i say. Yeah im a gamer BOOM KACHOW FIRE EXPLOSIONS FIREWORKS SPARKLES GLITTER CONFETTI WOOOOO

OMORI - this game changed me 4everz no questions asked

HOLLOW KNIGHT - worst gamer alive right here took me like a month 2 beat hornet. But i love it nonetheless. This too is yuri.

LIFE IS STRANGE - truly it is. This game changed me. As well. Games tend to do that

LITTLE NIGHTMARES - holy fuck the Guys.

PHOTOGRAPHY - i dont post abt it much But i fucking love photography ^_^

I have a cat as well he is called jack he is my baby boy my sweetie pie my honey baby my dearest my world my everything. You will love him. <- not a choice, but an obligation.

#day thoughts #night thoughts #<- it is both as it is like. big post. yay.#i will also rb this w more images #i am not the image Collector i am the image Appreciator

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why-bull-the-fashion-demon · 4 months

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movies I watched in 2023

(taking a cue from @stenka-razin)

-January

The Power of the Dog (2021, dir. Jane Campion)

Love, Simon (2018, dir. Greg Berlant)

Gamer (2009, dir. Brian Taylor & Mark Neveldine)

Men (2022, dir. Alex Garland)

The Menu (2022, dir. Mark Mylod)

Only Lovers Left Alive (2013, dir. Jim Jarmusch)

The Dead Don’t Die (2019, dir. Jim Jarmusch)

-February

A Touch of Sin (2013, dir. Jia Zhangke)

Lost Girls & Love Hotels (2020, dir. William Olsson)

Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist (2008, dir. Peter Sollett)

In the Mood for Love (2000, dir. Wong Kar-Wai)

The Woman King (2022, dir. Gina Prince-Bythewood)

Charlie’s Angels (2000, dir. McG)

Goodbye, Dragon Inn (2003, dir. Tsai Ming-Liang)

Nope (2022, dir. Jordan Peele)

-March

Ash is Purest White (2018, dir. Jia Zhangke)

Shoplifters (2018, dir. Hirokazu Kore-eda)

Three (2016, dir. Johnnie To)

Nobody (2021, dir. Ilya Naishuller)

Charlie’s Angels (2019, dir. Elizabeth Banks)

The Wonderland (2019, dir. Keiichi Hara)

-April

Rebels of the Neon God (1992, dir. Tsai Ming-Liang)

Tetris (2023, dir. Jon S. Baird)

There’s Something About Mary (1998, dir. Bobby and Peter Farrely)

The Whale (2022, dir. Darren Aronofsky)

The Fabelmans (2022, dir. Steven Spielberg)

Throw Down (2004, dir. Johnnie To)

Tár (2022, dir. Todd Field)

Yi Yi (2000, dir. Edward Yang)

Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022, dir. Ryan Coogler)

Catch .44 (2011, dir. Aaron Harvey)

-May

Spaceballs (1987, dir. Mel Brooks)

Bottle Rocket (1996, dir. Wes Anderson)

An Autumn Afternoon (1962, dir. Yasujiro Ozu)

Ant Man & The Wasp: Quantumania (2023, dir. Peyton Reed)

Flight of the Red Balloon (2007, dir. Hou Hsiao-hsien)

Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves (2023, dir. Jonathan Goldstein & John Francis Daley)

-June

Inside Llewyn Davis (2013, dir. Joel and Ethan Coen)

Good Morning (1959, dir. Yasujiro Ozu)

Casino Royale (2006, dir. Martin Campbell)

Quantum of Solace (2008, dir. Marc Forster)

Skyfall (2012, dir. Sam Mendes)

Spectre 2015, dir. Sam Mendes)

No Time To Die (2021, dir. Cary Joji Fukunaga)

Octopussy (1983, dir. John Glen)

GoldenEye (1995, dir. Martin Campbell)

First Reformed (2017, dir. Paul Schrader)

-July

Zoolander (2001, dir. Ben Stiller)

The Quintessential Quintuplets Movie (2022, dir. Masato Jinbo)

Mainstream (2020, dir. Gia Coppola)

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (2005, dir. Tim Burton)

Equinox Flower (1958, dir. Yasujiro Ozu)

You Only Live Twice (1967, dir. Lewis Gilbert)

-August

Guardians of the Galaxy, Vol. 3 (2023, dir. James Gunn)

The Gangster, the Cop, the Devil (2019, dir. Lee Won-tae)

Leap Year (2010, dir. Anand Tucker)

The Worst Person in the World (2021, dir. Joachim Trier)

Palm Springs (2020, dir. Max Barbakow)

Days (2020, dir. Tsai Ming-liang)

Kindergarten Cop (1990, dir. Ivan Reitman)

Barbie (2023, dir. Greta Gerwig)

Babylon (2022, dir. Damien Chazelle)

Shin Godzilla (2016, dir. Hideaki Anno and Shinji Higuchi)

The Flash (2023, dir. Andy Muschietti)

-September

Asteroid City (2023, dir. Wes Anderson)

The Super Mario Bros. Movie (2023, dir. Aaron Horvath and Michael Jelenic)

The Little Mermaid (2023, dir. Rob Marshall)

Mulan (2020, dir. Niki Caro)

A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984, dir. Wes Craven)

Fitzcarraldo (1982, dir. Werner Herzog)

Bodies Bodies Bodies (2022, dir. Halina Reijn)

Frances Ha (2012, dir. Noah Baumbach)

Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World (2003, dir. Peter Weir)

A Nightmare on Elm Street, Part 2: Freddy’s Revenge (1985, dir. Jack Sholder)

A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors (1987, dir. Chuck Russell)

A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master (1988, dir. Renny Harlin)

A Nightmare on Elm Street 5: The Dream Child (1989, dir. Stephen Hopkins)

Freddy’s Dead: The Final Nightmare (1991, dir. Rachel Talalay)

Wes Craven’s New Nightmare (1994, dir. Wes Craven)

Renfield (2023, dir. Chris McKay)

Theater Camp (2023, dir. Molly Gordon and Nick Lieberman)

Shiva Baby (2020, dir. Emma Seligman)

-October

Friday the 13th (1980, dir. Sean S. Cunningham)

Friday the 13th Part 2 (1981, dir. Steve Miner)

Friday the 13th - Part III (1982, dir. Steve Miner)

Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter (1984, dir. Joseph Zito)

Friday the 13th: A New Beginning (1985, dir. Danny Steinmann)

Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives (1986, dir. Tom McLoughlin)

Friday the 13th Part VII: The New Blood (1988, dir. John Carl Beuchler)

Friday the 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan (1989, dir. Rob Hedden)

Jason Goes to Hell: The Final Friday (1993, dir. Adam Marcus)

Jason X (2001, dir. James Isaac)

Freddy vs. Jason (2003, dir. Ronny Yu)

Friday the 13th (2009, dir. Marcus Nispel)

A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010, dir. Samuel Bayer)

Easy A (2010, dir. Will Gluck)

Saw (2004, dir. James Wan)

Saw II (2005, dir. Darren Lynn Bousman)

Saw III (2006, dir. Darren Lynn Bousman)

Saw IV (2007, dir. Darren Lynn Bousman)

Saw V (2008, dir. David Hackl)

Saw VI (2009, dir. Kevin Greutert)

Saw: The Final Chapter (2010, dir. Kevin Greutert)

A History of Violence (2005, dir. David Cronenberg)

Infinity Pool (2023, dir. Brandon Cronenberg)

Dracula 2000 (2000, dir. Patrick Lussier)

Mean Girls (2004, dir. Mark Waters)

Jennifer’s Body (2009, dir. Karyn Kusama)

Aguirre, the Wrath of God (1972, dir. Werner Herzog)

Nosferatu the Vampyre (1979, dir. Werner Herzog)

-November

Murder on the Orient Express (2017, dir. Kenneth Branagh)

Death on the Nile (2022, dir. Kenneth Branagh)

A Haunting in Venice (2023, dir. Kenneth Branagh)

The Last Voyage of the Demeter (2023, dir. André Øvredal)

Samurai Reincarnation (1981, dir. Kinji Fukasaku)

Legally Blonde (2001, dir. Robert Luketic)

Nancy Drew and the Hidden Staircase (2019, dir. Katt Shea)

The Last Duel (2021, dir. Ridley Scott)

Paint Your Wagon (1969, dir. Joshua Logan)

Thanksgiving (2023, dir. Eli Roth)

The Devil Wears Prada (2006, dir. David Frankel)

Shogun’s Shadow (1989, dir. Yasuo Furuhata)

The Conjuring (2013, dir. James Wan)

Win A Date With Tad Hamilton (2004, dir. Robert Luketic)

The Conjuring 2 (2016, dir. James Wan)

The Nun (2018, dir. Corin Hardy)

Le Samouraï (1967, dir. Jean-Pierre Melville)

-December

The Nun II (2023, dir. Michael Chaves)

Bottoms (2023, dir. Emma Seligman)

Annabelle (2014, dir. John R. Leonetti)

Gran Turismo (2023, dir. Neill Blomkamp)

Battles Without Honor And Humanity (1973, dir. Kinji Fukasaku)

Jigsaw (2017, dir. The Spierig Brothers)

Spiral: From the Book of Saw (2021, dir. Darren Lynn Bousman)

Saw X (2023, dir. Kevin Greutert)

Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse (2023, dir. Joaquim Dos Santos, et. al.)

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Mutant Mayhem (2023, dir. Jeff Rowe)

Indiana Jones and The Dial of Destiny (2023, dir. James Mangold)

Air Doll (2009, dir. Hirokazu Kore-eda)

The End of Summer (1961, dir. Yasujiro Ozu)

Air (2023, dir. Ben Affleck)

No Hard Feelings (2023, dir. Gene Stupnitsky)

Oppenheimer (2023, dir. Christopher Nolan)

Yakuza Wolf (1972, dir. Ryuichi Takamori)

Yakuza: Like A Dragon (2007, dir. Takashi Miike)

Spencer (2021, dir. Pablo Larraín)

Moneyball (2011, dir. Bennett Miller)

Transformers: Rise of the Beasts (2023, dir. Steve Caple, Jr.)

Knights of the Zodiac (2023, dir. Tomek Baginski)

Dragonball Evolution (2009, dir. James Wong)

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