#the first person after i went just under 2 years since the bad thing set off a lot of my stuff and i left feeling extremely uncomfortable

[yournowheregirl]

omg thank you all for the overwhelming response to part 1 of secret-dolly-parton-fan eddie munson! here’s a part two as a little treat

[part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 6 + complete on ao3]

part 2: here you come again

Ever since he discovered the Off-Road a few weeks ago, Eddie’s been going there almost every week but he hadn’t joined the open-mic night since that first night. He didn’t really feel the need to, because despite his own belief, he has actually managed to move on from his idiotic crush on Steve.

Well, almost.

Eddie had sworn off his crush once Steve announced that he and Emily were going on their third date. Steve was smiling from ear to ear when he said it too, though that usual sparkle in his eyes had remained absent. Eddie didn’t think too much of it, too busy wallowing in self-pity and cursing himself for setting himself up for heartbreak once again. 

So, he moved on. Went to Indianapolis once or twice, found guys with striped polos and bright smiles who tried their best to take his mind off Steve (which, due to their eerily resemblance, didn’t really work out). Focused on helping Will with his new campaign for Hellfire, teaching him the DM tricks he had learned over the years. Played with his band until his fingers almost started to bleed from strumming the guitar strings a little too hard. 

And it worked. Everything’s all fine and dandy, Steve’s barely on his mind anymore (except for all the times that he is) and Eddie’s just over him. One hundred percent. Done. No more Steve Harrington for him, thank you very much. 

“Emily and I broke things off.”

Eddie almost drops the two bottles of beer he’s holding, stops dead in his tracks in the middle of the spacious kitchen of the Harrington home.

“Sorry, what?” Eddie asks because there is no way in hell he heard that right.

“Me and Emily.” Steve repeats, snatching one of the beer bottles out of Eddie’s hand and taking a long swig, his Adam’s apple bopping up and down. His mouth is glistening when he sets the bottle down and Eddie’s eyes zero in on them and - dear lord, get ahold of yourself, Munson. “We broke up. Turns out she wasn’t the one after all.”

“Oh shit. Sorry about that, man.” Eddie says, trying to keep his voice under control because he should not be jumping for joy that Steve and Emily broke up. No matter how much he wants to. He should also not be fishing for more details, but curiosity gets the best of him and the next thing he knows he asking, “Why’d you guys break up anyway? I thought you said you were crazy for her.”

“I mean, I was. Sorta, but not really, I think. Don’t get me wrong, I liked her and she really is a lovely person, ridiculously pretty too but… she and I just want different things.” Steve shrugs. “She always wants to go out, be somewhere, see something, go on wild adventures every weekend and shit. And I don’t know… I mean I like that, but I also want to sit back and do nothing for a bit y’know? Just simple, easy, like what we’re doing tonight.”

Steve bumps their shoulders together and Eddie tries his very best to ignore how Steve feels so warm, even for that short moment. He tries even harder not too read too much into Steve’s words, which means he’s definitely not thinking that Steve would rather spend time with him than with the supposed girl of his dreams. 

Except when, a couple of beers later, Eddie finds himself a little too tipsy to stop himself from once again, falling for Steve like a ton of bricks. 

But it’s not his fault that Steve’s eyes turn this magical color hazel underneath the warm lights of the living room chandelier. Or that his cheeks are this beautiful shade of pink from the alcohol in his system. Or that Steve’s laugh after Eddie tells the world’s lamest joke, is probably one of his favorite sounds in the world.

Oh, this is bad. This is really fucking bad.

Steve slouches against him when his laughter dies down, resting his head on Eddie’s shoulder, all relaxed and warm. “I wish it was always this easy.”

“What?” Eddie asks. He’s surprised at how level his voice is considering Steve’s plastered against him like a vine that climbs up alongside a wall. 

“I don’t know. Life, dating, anything really.” Steve sighs. “Nothing feels as easy as when I’m with you.”

Eddie feels his throat tighten at Steve’s confession. Not because he doesn’t feel the same. It’s the opposite, really. Everything really does feel a little easier when Steve’s around. 

Everything, except this annoying crush that keeps coming back like a goddamn boomerang

“You’re drunk.” Eddie tries to laugh it off, hoping that it’ll make the heavy feeling in his stomach go away.

“I mean it, y’know.” Steve mutters. He rubs his cheek against Eddie’s shoulder and moves in just a little closer. Sighing happily once he finds a comfortable position. “You smell nice.”

Eddie knows for a fact he does not, it’s probably leftover weed smell, but his face still heats up at the compliment. “Let’s just… let’s just watch the movie okay?”

“Hmm, okay.” Steve hums, his eyes drooping already and Eddie just knows he’s gonna fall asleep within minutes. 

-xxx-

Steve’s words keep echoing through his mind the next few days and Eddie’s feeling more restless than usual - if that’s even possible - and on Wednesday night, he drives off to the Off-Road again. 

The drive itself calms him down just a little but as soon as he sits down at Pat’s bar, the feeling of dread washes over him once again. Not even the soft June Carter song that’s playing in the background is able to cheer him up right now.

“Geez Ed, you look madder than a wet hen” Pat says as she puts down Eddie’s drink on the bar. “Tell ol’ Pat here what’s going on.”

“Fuckin’ straight boys.” Eddie mutters, leaning his head on his hands. He’s moping and he knows it, but he really doesn’t give two shits right now.

Pat blinks at him. “You been fucking them or is this more like a fuck them straight boys situation? I’m only equipped for the latter one.”

Somehow, Pat’s piercing green eyes stare right into his soul and before he knows it, Eddie’s just spilling everything. “There… there’s this guy, y’know. He’s my friend.”

“Let me guess? Handsome?”

“Like a fuckin’ Greek God. It’s ridiculous.” Eddie rolls his eyes. “But it’s more than that. He’s also just… so nice. Seriously, he drives our friends around and let me host D&D campaigns at his house and he asks nothing in return. Great cook too, his brownies are to die for.”

“Sounds like a damn dreamboat. But he’s straight?” Pat sighs sympathetically.

“The straightest man you’ve ever seen.” Eddie grumbles. “And it’s fine, alright? I know it’s never gonna happen between us. But he just broke up with the girl he’s been seeing for the last month or so and then suddenly goes around tellin’ me shit like how much he likes being with me. How easy it is when we're together. What the fuck am I supposed to do with that? That’s just…”

“Real fucking frustrating.” Tish adds as she passes by with a tray of drinks in her hands. 

Eddie couldn’t have said it better himself. He takes a sip of his Coke, desperately wishing it was something stronger, and patiently waits before Pat speaks up again.

“I think you gotta put some distance between the two of you.” Pat says solemnly. “Now hear me out because it ain’t gonna be pretty, but sometimes you gotta take a step back to protect your own heart. And if you don’t wanna go that far, I suggest finding a healthy outlet to process your feelings because sulking like this ain’t doing you any good, kiddo.”

“And how do you suppose I do that?” Eddie rolls his eyes. “Do I look like I got the money to go to some expensive shrink?”

“Dunno, maybe some musical therapy?” Pat grins, her eyes darting back to the acoustic guitar on the wall. “You said it worked so well for you last time.”

Pat’s right. He did feel a lot better after playing Jolene the other night, it was like Dolly put all the things he was feeling right into a song. Maybe she could do the same for him now, because Eddie knows exactly what other song in her repertoire fits the situation.

He walks up to the podium once again, not even bothering to introduce himself this time because most of the patrons know him by now. He’s a little more unfamiliar with the chords this time around so it takes him a few tries before he finally gets it and the melody starts filling up the room. 

“Here you come again. Just when I’ve begun to get myself together. You waltz right in the door, just like you’ve done before. And wrap my heart ‘round your little finger.”

It’s like Dolly’s been reading his thoughts these last few days because every single word just rings true in Eddie’s mind. Well, except that part about Steve’s little fingers because they are anything but little. Eddie knows, he’s spent the better half of their friendship staring at them and daydreaming about things that should never see the light of day. 

“Here you come again. Just when I’m about to make it work without you. You look into my eyes and light those pretty eyes and pretty soon I’m wonderin’ how I came to doubt you.”

God, he’s so frustrated now. Steve probably doesn’t even know what he’s doing to Eddie and it’s so fucking unfair. How the hell is he supposed to move on when Steve keeps saying shit like that? When Steve continues to be a, in Pat’s words, a damn dreamboat?

Eddie strums the guitar a little harder, his voice becoming a little rougher. Almost like he’s spitting out the words

“All you gotta do, is smile that smile, and there go all my defenses. Just leave it up to you and in a little while, you’re messing up my mind and filling up my senses.”

The handful of people in the crowd are softly singing along, but it’s not like Eddie actually has eyes for them. His mind is solely focused on keeping his voice level, rather than start screaming. Maybe Corroded Coffin should do a cover of this song, should be a fun surprise for those drunkards at the Hideout.

“Here you come again and here I go…” Eddie finishes the song. He thanks the audience and slouches back into his seat at the bar, not feeling as good as he did the last time he performed here. It doesn’t feel as cathartic this time and instead there’s a hole inside his heart that no Dolly song can possibly fill.

“Feeling better honey?” Tish asks sweetly as she puts another bottle of Coke on the bar for him.

Eddie nods, even though it’s obviously a lie. Another wave of dread and restlessness washes over him. Because if he can’t turn to his mother’s favorite artist for guidance anymore, then what the hell is he supposed to do to get over his stupid crush on Steve Harrington?

Tag list: @henderdads @solosnail @unclewaynemunson @legitcookie @gothbat99 (hmu if you wanna be added to the list for pt 3!)

#steddie #steddie fic #steddie fanfiction #steve harrington x eddie munson #eddie munson #steve harrington #seriously thank you for all your kind words on this lil fic series!! #i'm blown away by your response #so happy to see you love the eddie and dolly combo as much as i do 🥰 #steddie dolly parton fic tag

[cpunkhobie]

You don't have to answer this, but may I ask who the other parents are (Raph, Leo, and Donnie's) in your tgmn(?) au?

Ok so I am NOT going to try and make this cohesive at all and I will joust be rambling abt my little guys and I will NOT apologize for that . Expect many a spelling mistake and autism grammar checks

Splinter was first married to Big Mama AKA Mona Lisa AKA [REDACTED] - who is let's just say is a VERY powerful woman. I haven't worked out the exact logistics yet but basically she's a mob / mafia leader that may or may not run multiple puppet governments and have multiple a' corrupt politicians under her thumb. Kinda similar to how Big Mama basically runs the whole hidden city or at least oversees pretty much all the crime that happens within it. I imagine that Lou Jitsu was like , a solid b to a-list celebrity? Kind of similar to Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee since that's the kind of persona he seems to be based off of in the show. The rest basically follows the same premise - Big Mama and Splinter worked together at some point and fell in love but THEN instead of getting kidnapped the marriage actually went thru and they were married for a few years before having Raph.

Turns out for the both of them having a kid on the table was NOT very productive to their already very thin-fucking ice marriage. Especially since up to this point Big Mama had been rather abusive towards Splinter to the point where most of Yoshi's finances relied on her which is the main reason he hadn't Left yet. Yeah suffice to say he got him and Raph (whose abt 6 months old at the time of the divorce) the fuck out of there. And ya let's just say he got reimbursed (which was a FUCKING MIRACLE in of itself.)

This is the design I have for big mama rn ^_^ I am a little bit in love with her btw

Flash forward a few months and oh whose this ? Baron Draxum !!!

Their relationship is MUCH more finicky but ik it lasted abt 2 yrs, and I imagine they had been actually talking throughout Splinter and B. Mama's marriage but it only started going in like - an official romantic direction after the two of them split up. Splinter being fresh out of an abusive marriage, suddenly being responsible for finances for the first time in over half a decade, with a Baby and the PRESS being Up His Ass decided "hm maybe marrying a rich bioengineer with a stable job charming personality who was an emotional support during a rough time in my life isn't such a bad idea." And then it was just like SIKE you have twins , your kids are science experiments, turns out he's TAKEN UR DNA WITHOUT YOUR CONSENT and made a WHOLE NOTHER BABY you had NO IDEA ABT and wtf turns out your kids are fucking super soldiers ? Fuck that that noise ! Take what you can change your name and HIT THE FUCKIN BRICKS !!!!!!!!!

And yeah this is draxum ^_^ his design is still pending but he looks something like this and I am also Madly In Love with him

I might try and make a timeline later on or just like yknow . Edit it down. Some things aren’t set in stone yet but , tldr :

raphs other parent - big mama

leo and donnies other parent - draxum

mikeys other parent - ?

#jonahs lemonade stand #gmnt tag #I wrote this all at like 11pm at night so pardon the crazed ramblings lol #jonah with a pen #jonah with a megaphone

[anthurak]

Something that I’ve found makes theorizing for Loona a lot of fun is that for the most part, her entire background is one big black-box up to when Blitzo adopted her. Like we have no idea how long Loona was in that orphanage, or WHAT landed her in that orphanage, or what she was doing BEFORE that. The only thing we can say for certain is that things were BAD for her. As in, right up there with what we’ve seen from Blitzo and Moxxie in the fucked-up department. Possibly even worse.

Now sure, we can see some similarities to Blitzo in Loona, such as how she uses an abrasive personality to keep people at a safe distance, which could be a clue that Loona went through something similar to her father. But the thing is, we can just as easily point to most similarities as things Loona has picked up from Blitzo in the four-ish years since he adopted her.

It's also worth noting that Blitzo has almost certainly sees a lot of similarities between himself and Loona. BUT, it's worth keeping in mind that this is likewise almost certainly simply due to their first meeting absolutely SLAMMING Blitzo's sympathetic trauma response button. I wouldn't be surprised at all if it turns out that many of the seeming parallels between these two are largely surface level, and the deeper we dive into Loona's past, the more differences we'll find.

At this point, I’d say the only specific hint we might have towards something in Loona’s background is her oddly detailed and specific hypothetical shitty family she describes in Murder Family. After all, we now have two cases of seemingly inconsequential lines from that episode ("Maybe like a shitty dad... or a mob family. That's understandable", "We're just killing a mother. We're ruining a family") turning out to be major hints to a character’s background.

And the funny thing is, I get the feeling that this is all quite deliberate as a writing choice. As in, nobody else both in-series and the audience is meant to actually know anything about Loona’s background. Like I think it’s a pretty safe bet that not even Blitzo actually knows anything specific about Loona’s past before he adopted her. Loona has always been closed-off, and I get the sense that Loona starting to bond/open-up to Blitzo is something VERY recent. So I really doubt Loona has ever felt comfortable letting anything slip to Blitzo about her past.

Which all gives me the since that Loona’s backstory is going to make for a significant reveal both in and out of universe. Particularly given that at this point we have a pretty good sense of Blitzo’s, Moxxie’s and Millie’s backgrounds, but barely more than a HINT at Loona’s. It all gives me the vibe of something Vivzie and co. are keeping under-wraps in the background before springing it on us when we least expect it.

As far as specific theories/headcanons go, I’ve personally got two in mind:

Theory 1: EXTREMELY Shitty Family. Loona was given up by her parents pretty much at birth for adoption, and the family that took her in was actually super abusive. Tying into her line in Murder Family, Loona got set on fire a lot. Eventually, Loona either got away or outright killed her tormentors to escape, after which she ended up in the orphanage system.

Theory 2: Freaky Cult Shit. Loona was born into some really messed up cult and got subjected to some pretty fucked-up shit before she managed to get away, probably killing quite a few people in the process. Personally, I prefer this one as it has more potential as a plotline in the present of the show, and could tie nicely into a few of the subtler details of Loona’s character, such as her being a clear prodigy when it comes to magic, and her oddly specific thematic ties to the Goetic Grimoire...

#helluva boss #helluva boss rambling #helluva boss theory #helluva Loona #helluva blitzo #my personal theory that loona's backstory is somehow going to have EVERYONE beat in the fucked-up department

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

One random funny shipping trope I like occasionally is when the same person ends up dating two members of the same family (either at the same time (dating the parent and their kid) or at different times (dating the parent/ancestor/elder and then dating the child/descendant/younger at a later date)

Some notable examples from my brain:

Urbosa x Botw Zelda's mother + Zelbosa

What can I say? I first saw the former on Twitter and loved the fanart/au ideas of this ship. Frankly, I like it on its own whether as an au where they got married/became partners, or even if it's a homoerotic friendship with unrequited feelings (on Urbosa's end at the very least).

As for the latter, it kind of just struck me when I first watched that memory in base botw where Urbosa is holding Zelda as she sleeps (tuckered out from surveying) and talks to Link about her. This scene really set Urbosa up as a comforting presence to Zelda, and the knowledge that Urbosa displays sets her up as someone just inherently close to her (or at least someone who has been watching her all this time)

Under the framework of this post though, I love to imagine that Urbosa either has/had a secret thing with Zelda's mother, watched over her diligently and tried to position herself as a helpful presence, and then once Zelda properly grew up and started to get older, feelings (on Zelda's side first) started to grow more uncertain. I'd like to think under this framework that once Zelda becomes an adult and comes to terms with these feelings, she becomes embarassed around Urbosa😂

Or, as someone I know once said "Don't you think it's funny? Urbosa had a thing with the mother and the daughter!"

I also can't help but think back to this post I saw on my for you page about how a "MILF" should specifically be a woman old enough to be your mother. So like. It's also funny to imagine like, a sweet childhood friends situation with past!Urbosa/Zelda's mom, but then Zelda being so down bad for a MILF with eventual Zelbosa

Botw Zelimpa + Zelpaya

Now, I've shipped Zelimpa in botw since Age of Calamity released. Real princess and her number one bodyguard kind of situation seemed to be going on there (for the record, I watched the trailer and played chapter 1 of that game). As for Paya/Zelda, I didn't really think much about it until I (1.) got into botw Zelimpa and (2.) went through Paya's diary in botw and it hit me that Paya could very plausibly be into both Zelda as well as Link.

Under the framework of this post, I really can't help but think of them like parallels to the movie Hook (Paralleling Peter/Wendy and Peter/Moira). In this case, it's funny to me to imagine Zelda having this deep bond and relationship between Impa during AoC era, and then 100 years later (post botw) when she finally meets Impa again, Impa introduces her to Paya. And while Zelda sort of slowly falls for Paya as they hang out and get to know each other and talk, the feelings hit Paya like cupid's arrow (I love you bi crisis Paya).

Nanago + Goyuu

This one sorta came about because (in addition to both of these ships) I like those aus where Nanami is Yuji's adoptive parent. And so it's funny to imagine a situation in which Nanago are exes and/or divorced, and then like years later Yuji and Gojo have one of those chance meeting x romcom romances where they both find out after the fact that Gojo was once with Nanami, but it ends up being Nanami who's the most annoyed and bothered about this situation in the end

Nanami really wishes his adoptive son would dump his ex's ass😂

Rigurd/Siguriddle + Hayariddle

This one's a bit different just because Hayato is Sigurd's reincarnation rather than Sigurd being Hayato's ancestor, but it’s close enough. And it's close enough because this is actually arguably pretty close to UR canon?😂

Like Riddle has an entire King and his most devoted servant/secretary thing going on. There is so much implying that Riddle was probably in love with him, if not that they actually were involved as a couple. And then after his lord (Sigurd) dies, he dutifully makes sure that his beloved's soul reincarnates properly. And then he watches over and protects Hayato (said reincarnation) as he grows up, sets his plans in motion and inserts himself into Hayato's life when Hayato turns 17, and then grows attached to him enough that when he finally ressurects his dear lord after centuries, he chooses his reincarnation over him. And if the ending of that manga tells me anything, it’s that Riddle really did get the King and his reincarnation 😂

Vintaker + R!Ciel/Undertaker

I haven't actually read far enough into BB to know a lot of details, but all I need to know is that the Undertaker may have been implied to be involved with generations of phantomhives, that he did canonically hang with Vincent, and that he's like the Sebastian to R!Ciel. Funny to imagine him involved with the father, and so too his precious dead heir that the undertaker went through the trouble of trying to bring back

Lansoni + King Sonic/Galahad

If you follow me you may have already seen me posting about them but regardless

Satbk is the only continuity where a version of Shadow (Lancelot in this case) is arguably Silver's (Galahad's) dad. I will be completely real with you it is so funny to imagine King Arthur "Sonic" Pendragon being involved in a relationship with two of his knights, both of which just so happen to be father and son. Shenanigans abound. It's funny to imagine

#botw #loz botw #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #undertaker riddle #black butler #kuroshitsuji #sonic the hedgehog #satbk #sonic and the black knight #legend of zelda breath of the wild #zelbosa #Dunno if there's a ship name for Urbosa/Zelda's mom #Zelimpa #Zelpaya #nanago #goyuu #hayariddle #siguriddle #rigurd #vintaker #underciel #lansoni #sadly I don't have the tagging space to tag all the characters so I'm at least trying to tag the ships and properties for filtering purpose #apologies #i just be ramblin #long post #sonlance #songala #goyu

[marimosalad]

8 TV shows can say a lot about a person!

Certainly for me, I think! I’m listing here many of my personal recs which (as this is a Haladriel blog) I will be talking about them in relation to Haladriel, if applicable.

Thanks for the tag @pursuitseternal 🌟

Without further ado:

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1. Needless to say, The Rings of Power.

I’m a total sucker for Hot Bad Men™️ so I never stood a chance against Saubrand.

Blorbo aside, my attachment to this show far preceded my Saurondriel obsession — I was completely enamored with it since Episode 1, the first big scenic shot of Valinor; the Two Trees; the epic soundtrack; stunning costumes. I had tears in my eyes during the boat sailing into the light of Valinor. The scale of storytelling far exceeded my admittedly meager expectations.

Let me be clear: I did not want to like this show and was set on dismissing it as an inferior fan service following The Hobbit franchise. Next thing I knew my inner child had been awakened and my love for Tolkien universe rekindled. Add to this concoction my weakness for complex villains and the epic reveal of Hot Sauron — boom, I was done. I’ll never recover from this.

2. FRINGE.

This show has such a special place in my heart. It’s sci-fi, mystery, time travel, alternate timelines, quantum physics mumbo jumbo, love story, and a father/son story all rolled into one amazing series that ended abruptly and went under the radar for so long.

In this universe, Denethor II has reincarnated into a much more gentle, sweeter Dr. Walter Bishop who actually loves his son and will put his life at risk for his son over, and over, and over again.

I also have an undying admiration for Anna Torv’s Olivia Dunham (I’m planning a separate post of all my fictional female crushes over the years). I was so giddy to see her in The Last of Us — she’s an underrated actress who deserves to be in the spotlight.

3. LOST.

Probably the first TV show that I actually got seriously invested in as a young adult and since then I’ve watched it so many times in every phase of my life. I’ve named our new puppy after Penelope Widmore. My computer name is Not-Pennys-Boat. I’ve been thirsting after stranded-at-sea disheveled ruffians since Sawyer, who is my favorite character who was the antagonist at the beginning (I’ve been saying that Halbrand is the perfect mix of Sawyer and Aragorn).

Sawyer/Juliet is my absolute favorite onscreen couple, pre-Haladriel. Their chemistry is fire. They just work. (Hated him with Kate.) Just tell me this doesn’t scream Haladriel (aesthetically):

Bonus: scene look familiar? Desmond did it first 🔥

4. Outlander.

Ok, believe it or not, I wasn’t quite watching this for the copious amount of steamy sex just because I was watching with my husband AND my mom over the pandemic when we lived together, and needless to say it was quite awkward 😂 I have a particular inexplicable love for Scotland (despite having only gone there twice), so when I discovered the series I went head over heels in love with the landscape, costumes, historic details, music (Bear McCreary), mythology, etc. Oh, and the hot Scotsman too 🫠

Jamie and Claire are the epitome of cosmically connected soulmates, their love transcending across lifetimes. Their early sex scenes are 🔥🔥🔥.

Bonus fact: Sam Heughan was named after Samwise Gamgee by his Tolkien hippie parents. He’s been casually broadcasting that he wants a role in TROP. Could we help him? If enough of us use the tag #SamHeughanForCeleborn, will they give Galadriel the husband she deserves?

5. DARK.

Did I mention I’m a big fan of quantum physics, philosophy, time travel, and parallel universes? No? Well, this brooding German show just about represents everything I love. The perfectly planned 3-season show is everything you could ever hope for in a good TV series. It’s moody, intelligent, mind-bending, and heart-wrenching. Watch the first episode, and by the end of it, you’ll be hooked, I promise you. Oh and for the love of god, do not watch it dubbed.

6. Norsemen.

Ok, I don’t typically watch too much comedy. But I do like The Office. I also like medieval movies/shows. What if I said Norsemen was basically a medieval version of The Office? Oh, it’s so dumb. It’s so dumb I almost didn’t finish the first episode. But once you get in the groove, it’s hilarious as fuck. On Netflix.

7. True Detective.

I don’t know how many times I’ve rewatched this show — it’s my comfort show I watch by myself on my laptop on rainy evenings. I don’t know what that says about me, and I don’t want to know 😂

Aside from the intrigue of the creepy Southern Gothic and unsettling cult themes, I mainly attribute my obsession with the show to Matthew McConaughey’s brooding Rust Cohle. He’s tall and lanky, a total weirdo, a lone wolf, has commitment issues, single-minded about his job, and (a bit more than) slightly unhinged. Also known as my kind of dude.

8. Better Call Saul.

Greatest of all spin-offs, who knew that the show about the sleazy lawyer who represented the world’s greatest meth kingpin was actually a love story in disguise?

Bob Odenkirk and Rhea Seehorn as Jimmy and Kim are the perfect embodiment of a modern couple who are equals and opposites, bring out each other’s best and worst, and have an undying respect for one another which serves as the backbone for their relationship. They even take turns towing on opposite sides of the law, pushing and pulling each other’s inclinations towards Good & Bad, only to find each other drowning in the dense grey area that is all too real. They are the *could have beens* for Galadriel and Sauron in the best case scenario (I could go on with the similarities but I don’t want to spoil the show).

Bonus fact: Gennifer Hutchison was the writer for both BCS and TROP. This fact should speak volumes about the kinds of discussions that would have occurred in the writer’s room regarding the nature of Galadriel and Sauron’s relationship. Watch the show and you’ll understand.

I’ve got many more recommended shows, but I think these 8 have been my primary emotional support shows over the past few years. I debated including Raised By Wolves, but as it was prematurely canceled there isn’t a whole lot I could say about it, despite having a fantastic premise (and which I still recommend people watch).

No pressure tags (but also curious to know): @starlady66 @maironiiel @demonscantgothere @scriberated @wyrd-syster @formerlyir @nenyabusiness @thegreatzombieartisan and any others who want to join.

#tag game #8 shows to get to know me #personal #trop meta

[ravynfyre]

So, story time, chilluns.

Helmets will save your life. I don't care what you are doing, if the safety gear includes a helmet, FUCKING WEAR ONE. I mean, things like being a motorcycle cop or a construction worker are pretty simple. It's part of the uniform. You don't use the helmet? You don't get to work.

But let's talk about other things. Like skateboarding. Or bike riding. Or *riding a fucking horse*. Rock climbing. Motorcycling period. Or *riding a fucking horse*.

I do not give one fucking shit if it is "not cool". Wear the fucking helmet.

This past ten days, I was away at a camp in the bowels of hell in the midwest, literally sleeping in a tent and riding equines all day. Rather, I *should* have been riding equines all day... But on day 2 of this 10 day trip, the mule I was riding (not mine, but a reliable mule borrowed from a friend) tripped while trying to climb out of an 18 inch deep creek. She went down to both front knees, then began to scramble to get her feet back under herself, and somewhere in that scramble, around about 3 seconds in, and 30 feet of rodeo bullshit, I came off her back.

I hit the ground *hard*. My entire right side, starting with my bad shoulder, then rolling to my *head*, and then my hip and knee slammed into the earth. Granted, it was only a fall from roughly six feet in the air, but it was at speed with velocity, and I have mass. I am not kidding when I say I hit *hard*. I genuinely was not certain if I had died for a few seconds, and that was fucking scary. And then for another *minute*, I had to try and remember hot to breathe again.

See, I'm not sure if I have ever come right out and explained this here before, but I *used* to be a firefighter. I did the job for 12 years, and was set to do another 12 years before I retired. But while on duty one day, I was injured severely enough that I could no longer safely do the job anymore, and that was all she wrote. Severe nerve damage to my cervical spine, right shoulder, right elbow, and all the way down into my right wrist and hand. (Yes, I am right handed. I used to draw and sketch and paint and carve, and losing the dexterity I lost really. fucking. *sucked*.)

Hitting the ground in the ass end of literally nowhere, I landed on that shoulder *first*. I didn't break anything, but I feel pretty confident in saying that I at least partially dislocated it. I sprained or tore muscles in my hip, and I am honestly not sure what all I did to my knee.

The one part I'm not worried about, however, is my head. Because, yes, I hit my head just as hard as I hit my shoulder. (pretty sure I bounced off a tree or two while I was still in the saddle, too. at least, that's what the bruises and scrapes seem to indicate. I honestly do not remember.) See, I was wearing a helmet. A dorky, english style, ugly, stupid looking riding helmet, instead of my usual baseball cap with my "Queer and Angry" pin on it, or my crushed up cowboy hat with the rainbow ribbons as a hatband. It was honestly the first time I had ever worn a *helmet* while riding, even though I had bought one a couple years ago. They're stupid looking. It's not *cowboy*. I'd look like an idiot... or a coward.

But the person I was riding with wore theirs (although, unfairly, their helmet actually looked like a cowboy hat, so I was feeling all sorts of put out about that) but since they wore theirs, I sucked it up and decided that this wasn't MY mule, and, what the fuck. who would even see me out in the ass end of nowhere wearing a brain bucket anyway? I wore the damn helmet.

The helmet that I now have to replace, because it took that hard of a hit that I would not consider it safe to count on, really, anymore. The helmet that probably saved me from a massive concussion last week. Maybe worse.

All I know is that when that bitch of a mule came trotting back after a couple minutes, I was able to slowly climb back into the saddle and ride my way out of a place where there was literally *nowhere* emergency services could have landed or driven to retrieve me. It took another 30 minutes of riding to even GET to a place that would have been accessible to anyone NOT on horseback. I was able to climb on, hold on, and ride out safely, if in excruciating amounts of pain, because that helmet saved my life. If the mule hadn't returned, if I hadn't decided that fashion wasn't as important as safety for the first fucking time... at the very least, they would have had to send a literal horseback posse into the backwoods of a river valley in a national forest, with no access for even so much as a four wheeler, and *hope* that I hadn't hurt myself enough that I would bleed out in my head during the HOURS LONG ORDEAL retrieving me would have been.

You know, AFTER my friend would have had to leave me there and ride for help, since there was also literally NO phone coverage either.

So, here I am today, everything along the right side of my body is stiff as shit and feels like it's been through a meat grinder. I haven't had more than two consecutive hours of sleep (maximum of four a night) in a week because of pain, but I am here to tell you all:

Wear. The fucking. Helmet.

#stupid firefighter tricks #stupid cowboy tricks #good mule #wear the damn helmet #backwoods emergency #yeeeeehaw!

[marsrize]

SURPRISE! [Part 4 of 5]

Part 1: Here | Part 2: Here | Part 3: Here | Part 5: Here

SUMMARY: Jason discovers that he has a daughter.

Warning: Some colorful langage.

Chapter 4: WHAT?!

 Jason was packing up his new apartment. After Bruce's disappearance, Dick contacted him and asked him to attend an emergency family reunion in Gotham. He couldn't refuse his brother this favor, although he would never admit it. Bruce had left behind two kids far too young to take care of themselves.

Damian was only 10 years old, having joined the family just under a year ago.

Marinette was only 8 years old. She and Damian did not get along at all. They both had the same problem: they were spoiled rotten.

Bruce had clearly destroyed the little girl by always giving her what she wanted and letting her every whim pass without consequence. Damian had the same problem; his mother had made him believe that he was some kind of prince and that the world should revolve around him.

A self-centered prince and a quirky little princess... An atrocious mix.

 He didn't want to leave Dick alone to face all this.

It was true that the two men had not always been on good terms, that his resurrection and his aggressive behavior had not helped. It had been a little over a year since he had calmed down and gradually started to get closer to Nightwing again. His relationship with Batman was still complicated. His relationship with Tim was... strange. The kid had forgiven him for his past mistakes, however, Jason on the other hand was having trouble forgetting what he had done. He didn't know how to apologize for it either...

He knew that Tim was still with his friends, but that he was on his way to Gotham. They were going to have to decide what to do with the legacy Bruce had left them, and by legacy, he wasn't just thinking about Batman. What to do with Wayne's enterprise? Who was going to take care of it? Should it be announced that Batman was dead? Who would take over the burden?

 Even dead, you're still a pain in the ass, Bruce.

 Suddenly, his phone started ringing. Jason was going to ignore it, but then he realized it was Dick.

Strange.

He picked up his phone.

"What?"

"Jason... Are you... Are you alone?"

Dick's voice was hesitant. It alerted Jason immediately. Was there more bad news to add to the pile of crap Bruce's disappearance had caused?

"Yeah, why?"

"I... Can I come over? I... I need to talk to you... It's... It's important. It concerns you directly.

"Hm."

Jason chose not to argue or ask for more, if Dick wanted to see him in person then the problem was serious enough that he didn't want anyone to know.

The man sighed.

He went to his kitchen and began to make coffee. He had a feeling he was going to need a huge dose of caffeine in his bloodstream to take in what Dick had to say.

 *********

 "I....... I'm not sure I got it all right, can you do it again?"

 Dick sighed. This was the third time he'd repeated the same thing over and over.

 "Marinette is Xia-Bing's daughter, and yours by the same token."

" .... "

"Yes, I did the tests again, over twenty times."

" ... "

"Yes, Leslie confirmed it."

" ... "

"No, Alfred didn't know about it. He found out at the same time as Damian, and I did."

" ... "

"No Jay, I don't know why Bruce lied to us all these years."

" ... "

"No, Damian won't say anything right now. I managed to convince him to keep it a secret, I think Alfred talked to him too."

" ......... "

"And... no, I don't think Marinette knows. She calls Bruce ‘Daddy’. That's why I came to you first. I want to know what you want to do... We tell her the truth... or..."

" ...... "

Dick sighed.

"I'll let you think about it. The family reunion is in a week. It would be nice if you knew what you wanted to do before then."

Dick laid a hand on his shoulder.

"Whatever you decide, I'll support you."

 Jason nodded vaguely.

 It was impossible to tell how long he sat there on that couch, staring completely blankly. By the time he realized it, the sun had already set, it was night. Jason was completely in the dark.

 He had a daughter.

With Xia-Bing.

 The spoiled little girl he thought was his sister (and couldn't stand) was actually his daughter.

 Marinette-Jayna Wayne.

 Bruce had given "Jayna" as her middle name.

 Bruce...

 Bruce had named this little girl "Jayna".

 Bruce.... Not only had he replaced him by giving the title of Robin to someone else... He had also...

 He had dared....

 He had transposed Jason onto Marinette...

 Jason tried to calm himself by controlling his breathing, but he was finding it increasingly difficult.

A seething anger was consuming him. Xia-Bing had abandoned their child. She had abandoned the baby... She... WHY? Didn't everything they had experienced together count for anything? If he hadn't died, would she have had an abortion without telling him?

Just... WHY?!

How dare she?

WHY?

And that bastard ............................. HOW COULD HE KEEP SOMETHING LIKE THAT FROM HIM?

 SHE WAS HIS DAUGHTER DAMN IT!

 Was that bastard ever going to tell him the truth?!

 Damn it...

 Jason held his head with both hands. All he wanted to do was scream.

 If he had known....

Hell, if he'd known Xia was pregnant, he never would have left.

 He loved her.

 Damn it.

 He loved her so much.

 That girl was everything to him.

She was a refuge.

She was his backbone, his strength.

 Jason had plans.... For them.

 He would do anything for her.

 ANYTHING.

 Even agreed to be a young parent. If she was the one giving him the child.

 Xia... Why?

 He had a daughter.

 All these lost years....

All this time he thought he was alone, and now he found out he had someone who shared his flesh and blood.

Bruce had completely destroyed the girl. She was a little girl who had no sense of the value of the things around her. She was selfish, didn't care what people thought as long as she got what she wanted. Hell... He had even heard from Tim that Bruce had given her an island as a birthday present... WHO GIVES AN ENTIRE ISLAND TO A 4-YEAR-OLD BABY?!

 What to do?

Would Marinette accept it? She hardly knew him. They had hardly ever spoken together.

Did he want to take on the role of a father? After all this time... After all he had done?

Could he even judge Bruce? The man had given everything to Marinette. Would he have been able to give her that much affection?

Did he have the right to destroy a little girl's life? Because it was bound to have an impact on her... From one day to the next, she would learn that the man she thought was her father was not...

 This little girl's life was a lie.

 Okay, it's official. I hate you, Bruce.

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[bluegalaxygirl]

Hello again 😁!!

I don’t know if this is okay to ask, but would you be comfortable to share something about yourself? I could be anything as long as your comfortable with sharing it and it’s also okay if you don’t feel like answering this. I’d just like to get to know you a bit better since you seems to be such a beautiful person. 😊

Thank you for all your great One Piece stories!! They always make my day and help me get through them. ❤️

Thank you so much for all the love and support you and everyone else have been giving me, i'm happy to talk a bit about myself and I'll put a Trigger warning down bellow when i talk about some stuff. I don't mind talking about it since it was a long time ago and i hope it shows that others aren't alone. Also this is way longer than i thought it would be.

So first off i'm a very creative person i used to write a lot when i was in high school mainly because i have dyslexia (BTW why do they have to make it hard to spell) and it helped me a lot to understand words and spell. I remember when i was 13 i had the reading age of a 5-year old but thanks to one lady, i got up to my own age in reading in two years (Something my primary school refused to do). I do a lot of other creative stuff too like art, cross stitching, card making (I'm currently making Christmas cards for my family this year, its snow globe themed), jewelry making, sticker making and i'm trying to paint figures again. I

I also like to write how i want to be treated or how people should be treated while in a relationship, with love, respect, kindness and understanding. I wasn't treated like that in my past relationships, nothing bad happened and i wasn't abused but there were times when i would have to "Remind" them of my boundaries. That's also a big thing for me plus communication, if there's a problem or something is bothering you then it should be talked about so you can both understand and maybe figure out a solution. I find it funny how i love writing romance and stuff but i can't stand romance movies, i 1000% hate them, i just find them so annoying.

I love making people happy and i believe that if you are kind to others then they will be kind back but i'm also no longer a push over. If i don't like you then i won't talk to you. Family is very important to me but unfortunately there are members of my family that i can't stand for one reason or another and i won't talk to them as much but if i'm in a room with them i'm happy to be kind unless their not.

My favorite flowers are Sunflowers, there just so big and happy and come in different color's and shades. I love anime and playing video games, my favorite is watch dogs 2 but i also love the south park games. I love anything to do with autumn/fall, pumpkins (I love to help my mum make pumpkin soup and pumpkin pie), horror, maple leaves, cozy jumpers and socks, it's also the perfect time to start drinking hot chocolate. :)

TRIGGER WARNING AREA

You don't have to read through this part, its just explaining what iv been through and why i'm ok about writing stuff.

I was bullied all through primary school and all through high school, calling it hell would be an understatement, it didn't matter how nice i was or if i told a teacher it would still continue. I was spat at, called every name under the book, had my hair pulled, got kicked and pushed around and yet the teachers wouldn't do anything. When i was in primary school one of my bullies pushed me off a climbing set and i broke my wrist, she said it was an accident and the teachers believed her. My parents were constantly fighting the school, but they had an excuse for everything and i couldn't be moved form that school since it was way better than any of the others around (I would have gotten treated worse in any other school). In high school i was heavily sexualized by the boys, after years of bullying and getting no where with anyone you end up just shutting down and not saying anything, i went years without telling my parents anything or complaining to a teacher because it would go no where. My parents new something was going on but without me saying anything or any kind of evidence they couldn't confront the school.

When i was 14 i was sexually assaulted by a boy on school grounds (I found out when i was in collage my bullies told him to do it and one of them would sleep with him, and they did), I started talking to my parents again after that, and we got the police involved unfortunately it was my word against his because the bullies who where the only ones around said they didn't say anything (Even though they said to my face that they did and laughed about it) and the cameras in the area didn't work, i still don't know if that was the truth or not. I ended up getting yelled at by the headmistress for getting the police involved and then told me and the boy should sit down and talk about it. My parents went off on her after that and i feel so stupid because when they said they were moving me to another school i told them no. I wish i moved schools but the school i went too was the only one going Photography GCSE's and i wanted to be a photographer and my parents didn't fight me on it. Luckily things got better after that i think my bullies were to focused on getting a good grade than me but it didn't completely stop.

I worked hard though and passed all except one and got into collage where i did Photography for 2 years, i loved it so much and am so proud of myself for getting a very high grade despite falling very ill in the second year and hardly being able to attend classes but the teachers and staff there were amazing and gave me everything i needed. The first year i had some problems, me and the boy who assaulted me went to the same collage and lived in the same town, so we would get the same train i did, i tried to avoid him but i noticed he started sitting or standing close to me on and off the train. The first time i realized he was basically stalking me is when i got to the station and deliberately missed the train i was supposed to get, and he didn't get on when usually he would. The next time i got on the train and then got back off once he was on, and he left the train too. We got the railway police involved, but they said because he hasn't touched me there's nothing they could do, but they did give him a warning. That warning made everything worse though, he started following me to class even when i was with friends, he would stand right in front of me or right behind me if i was standing on the train, he even started to follow me home. Finally, the railway police gave him a restraining order and it all stopped thank gods.

I was too shy back then but after a lot of therapy and learning self defense i became more confident and able to stand up for myself, i still have my moments of going into my shell but i try to fight back with words if i can.

[sainztander]

you don't think charles' performance has visibly declined ever since the summer break? he made very silly mistakes in spa singapore and suzuka which cost him P5 P1 and P2 respectively and he always seems to have way more troubles with struggling to find a comfortable setup in fp's compared to carlos for example..he's not as good in qualifying either anymore and I've seen way too many people say he might have been more affected after france than he let on and cracking under the pressure which I didn't believe at first but now I'm not so sure

i honestly don't think so? charles has always very much been an overachiever and i love him for that, it's what makes him such a great driver. but that's also where most of his mistakes come from. but it's nothing new, really. sometimes he pushes on the other side of too hard, and he pays for it: he lost the car in imola and went from p3 to p6, he spun in q3 in silverstone and lost the pole, he crashed on his own in france...

i absolutely do not mean he's prone to mistakes or whatever, i repeat, he's a grear driver, but this has been pretty much the story of his season (since we're only talking about 2022). imo, his results after the summer are due to a mix of rb18 widening the gap and some strategy mistakes. but still, i don't see anything tragically bad from him there? in spa he qualified badly thanks to the team putting him on the wrong tyres (but had a penalty anyways so who cares) and then fucked up his race trying to get fastest lap, in zandvoort he qualified p2 (just 2 cents of a second behind max) and finished p3, in monza he qualified p1 and finished p2 because of a bit of bad luck with the vsc (even tho i think he would have finished there regardless), in singapore he got pole again and lost it because checo started better than him (and still drove a very good race imo), in suzuka he started from p2 (a cent from p1) and finished in p3 after a mistake he made at the very end of the race, on intermediate tyres that very much became slicks lmao. he did fine imo, considering the circumstances. he said it himself that he knew the championship was over when he saw the pace of the rb18 in spa.

about the set-ups i agree, but still, it's nothing new. he always admitted that it's not his strong point. he pretty much tries to get anything that will make him quicker, which is what makes the difference between his quali performance and his race pace. in quali it's better to have a more "extreme" setting, but in the race it does not work as well. but anyway, it's never that dramatic, really. yes, he struggles on fridays sometimes. who cares? when he does bad he still gets a p3 in quali, so...

yeah, about france, i don't really like all the narrative people have been building around it. he made a mistake, he admitted it, everyone knows it. that's it. now people try to twist that saying it was like "seb's hockenheim 2018" all over again which is like. the stupidest and cheapest take ever. not only bc it's factually wrong (since right afterwards seb got a p2 and a p1) but it's just.... a forced angsty take meant to make charles look like a poor woe victim of his destiny which. lmao. truly the worst thing you could do to a driver you're supposed to support.

charles is a very strong person, he showed it just these last races when fighting till the very end against a much quicker car. i think he can be a bit too hard on himself, but france was months ago, he very much made peace with it. and let's not forget that he's also very young. this year it's been the first time he ever fought for a championship. it's not surprising at all he made more mistakes than his rival who's already won a wdc (and not just any championship, but one of the most intense fight in recent years). he will have a lot more chances to grow and get better and develop his full potential.

#asks

[picnokinesis]

Psst! Wanna talk about the future dust mass grave incident?

YES ok so because of the nature of this one (which I'm not gonna describe in graphic detail but, well, it involves a mass grave during a zombie pandemic) and because it takes a few paragraphs to explain the context, I'm gonna put it all under the cut for everyone's sake

Essentially it goes like this: it's been about....two months or so since Theo last saw Yaz, after they had that terrible argument and went separate ways. She ends up a what looks like a reasonably stable survivor community that's set up in the remains of an old military base and/or airplane hanger - it's nowhere near as big as the community in the Liverpool hospital that we see in the fic, but that is actually an abnormally large community. This one that Theo stumbles across is actually a fairly average size, maybe larger than average.

Of course, Theo's main objectives are 1) find a cure for Gallex and 2) survive long enough to complete objective 1 - which then leads itself to several subset objectives such as better understanding Gallex, not getting killed by random people etc. etc. you get the picture. I'm not sure precisely what happens when she first finds this community in the base, but she ends up staying with them for at least a little while - I think there may actually be a character there who's a medical scientist, possibly? Which is why Theo is particularly invested in staying, because that person has been trying to collect data on things she's observed in Gallex patients, and maybe Theo is trying to figure out whether new variants are developing or something, or trying to figure out if there's anything that can be done to alleviate symptoms?? IDK. SOMETHING. Stuff happens. Theo stays for a few days.

But. I think that the scientist/people running the camp....maybe they think they've found something that supresses the symptoms or maybe they think it alleviates them completely (but in actuality it just delays them), but Theo is pretty certain that it's Not going to work based on what she knows about Gallex, but she can't EXPLAIN how she's so much of a Gallex expert without explaining who she really is, that she MADE Gallex. And so I think she's trying to stop them from testing it on someone who comes to the base who has very clearly been bitten, and when it 'works' everyone is like YAY LOOK IT WORKED and theo is just sitting there like hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh because she is. not convinced. BUT LIKE?? If it DOES work then this will be INCREDIBLE, and so she has to stay and at least see if it does actually have a lasting effect? I'm making some of this up on the fly but I wonder if she actually tells the scientist that she knows that she's immune and that therefore they should move the person who's been given the treatment to somewhere isolated, and SHE can keep an eye on him because she's the only one who won't actually be in danger. I think the scientist's reaction is...bad, maybe? I don't think she believes that Theo is immune and I don't really know what else she thinks, maybe that Theo will try and kill the guy outright out of fear of the virus (or maybe that, if the cure DOES work, Theo will try and take credit for it?? But like sksksk the world is a MESS babe). WHATEVER. The point is that the scientist is overconfident that her treatment will work and just keeps the guy....in an 'isolation' corner in the main medical area. But like it's fine! They're keeping an eye on him, and if anything goes wrong they'll deal with it and it won't spread to anyone else! Like they've dealt with the infected for over a year now so this will be fiiiiine. One guy? Totally manageable. Theo is just sitting in the corner with her head in her hands because she just KNOWS where this is going but she can't bring herself to leave these people. And no-one will listen to her.

Anyway. Obviously, treatment doesn't work - actually I wonder if the treatment made the virus more aggressive, or cause more aggressive behaviour in the infected person?? A bit like the worst of the cases in the initial explosion in Gallifrey Labs, because the people infected there got a higher than average dose of the virus. Point is - things go wrong VERY QUICKLY and manage to catch them by surprise. Probably it happens at night. But - it causes a mass panic as people realise what's happening, a lot of people running and trying to evac (I actually think they maybe had a secondary emergency camp just in case they got raided or something?) and, long story short, a lot of people get bitten in a short space of time, before the infected person manages to get taken down. And, in the process of all of that, Theo somehow manages to get concussed and knocked out (and, also, quite possibly got bitten?).

Whatever happens - Theo is out for the count, and the survivors of the whole mess (which does not include the scientist - she died, without telling anyone what Theo said about her being immune) decide that they need to quickly deal with the bodies because leaving infected bodies all over the place is just not something they can afford to do - and so, thus, mass grave. I think that they probably had some kind of decent depth ditch anyway for waste, possibly? And then once the bodies are dealt with, the survivors move to the emergency camp. Theo gets thrown in because she looks just the same as anyone else who got bitten, especially in the dark. Of course, this is the apocalypse, so they're short on resources so they take anything like boots/jackets/bags (ESPECIALLY bags) from the infected bodies that they can manage to carry.

Theo comes too after they're gone - and like, I don't need to explain how horrible it is to wake up amongst a pile of infected people that are still alive but definitely not human anymore. You've all read her flashbacks in the main fic. But, it's Theo, she's stubborn as hell, even when she's living through what's arguably the most traumatising experience of her entire life and also super concussed, and so she manages to clamber out of that ditch and get away. Naturally, she's absolutely out of her head, and mostly just focuses on getting the HELL out of there, but once she's out of immediate danger she actually quickly realises that she's missing her JACKET, her BOOTS, and HER BACKPACK, which she is NOT happy about. And so, she heads in the direction of the emergency camp because dammit she wants her stuff back. So you can just. Imagine her. Arriving at this camp, concussed and terrified and A Bit Peeved and also covered in a lot of blood, not all of it hers, and trying to like. Convince all these people who were pretty sure she was infected that she's not, actually. She does have some chance in that she's not showing any signs of haemorrhaging, which after a few hours is pretty much guaranteed. So they do eventually realise - however, Theo has not yet realise that her touch aversion has now been dialled up to 100, and so when someone actually tries to give her a hand (because, uh, she's a mess and shaking and still has genuine injuries) and help her over to somewhere safer, she just completely loses it. I'm not sure precisely what happens afterwards - but I expect that, as soon as she's able (and has all her stuff back) she heads out on her own, and starts isolating herself even more than she already had been.

#taka replies #ange-is-a-liar #zombie au #mass grave #rip theo this one definitely messes her up Big Time

[kira-the-whump-enthusiast]

!!

Tysm for the ask!!!

From this ask game :D

Name: Soren Espinosa

Pronouns: He/him 🏳️‍⚧️

Some CWs,,, lots of torture, self loathing whumpee, amputation whump, probably some more tbh, also this is an extremely long post lol

I made to Soren to pretty much be like. Self indulgence the OC lolll. I pretty much just put all my favorite tropes into one angsty little guy! Actually I didn't include immortality, but I got some other OCs with that trope.

So Soren's like in a vague fantasy setting so far? Technology level, I'd say around 1920s except cars are a bit more advanced. And Soren was like, a prince of a kingdom! But one out of five. And he had like huge middle child syndrome. General parental neglect led him to be competitive and reckless to get his parents' attention- and he honestly did not care who got hurt in the process.

To Soren there are two types of people: those who do what they want and succeed in life, and the people they trample over to achieve that. And he swore on his life that he'll never be in the second category.

Case in point: His kingdom was at war with another kingdom, and to help his side, he ordered the kidnapping of Mailys Renault, one of the princesses of the other kingdom, and then tortured her to gain crucial information. Yeah he was not a great guy.

And did this gain him something in the short run? Yeah, his parents noticed him and he was recognized for making an advancement for their side. But, when soldiers from the other kingdom came to rescue Mailys, they arrested Soren as well, and there was nobody to help him.

But Soren didn't actually know anything important the other side already knew. And once he was across the border and well into the other kingdom's territory, it was considered too risky to retrieve him. And it's not like there weren't like four other princes to replace him.

So Soren was forgotten and left at the mercy of his enemies! And oh boy, that did not end well for him. But yeah, he did kinda torture a princess, so that was to be expected just a little bit.

He was pretty much just handed to the warden of a maximum security prison with a message that pretty much went like "We literally do not care what happens to him, just keep him alive in case he's useful later."

The thing about the warden, Kastor Eberhardt, is that he's pretty much just a sadist. And conviently, he had a new prisoner that no one really cared about! So now Soren was on the receiving end of torture. And, like, a lot of it. Kastor really enjoys torturing Soren, but he justified it by being like "Well Soren's a bad person so it's justified, he deserves it."

It was pretty bad though. Like he got brutally tortured every other day for 5 years. He's pretty much been subjected to every single torture method, just how I like it you know <2

At first Soren was kinda defiant, but then his spirit broke down really quickly. He was never that resistant to torture (most people aren't). Soren was given a chance every year to ask Mailys to null his sentence- but he wasn't able to tell her about the torture, and since she was under the impression that he's just in regular prison, yeah. Of course she's not gonna forgive him, she'd be happy if he rots down there.

After like two years, Soren tried to escape on his own, but he was unfortunately caught doing so. So Kastor may have cut off one of his fingers, and then forced Soren to cut off another finger himself.

Soren never attempted to escape after that, he was too traumatized and scared to do it. So yeah, Soren just. Broke. Did whatever Kastor wanted him to do in hopes of less pain, and simultaneously savored and despised the moments he was left alone.

He is very scared all the time. And also he has a lot of self loathing. Cuz the thing about Kastor is that he actively likes seeing Soren degrade himself to an extent. So he's kinda installed this sorta self hatred in Soren, making him believe that he deserves all of this and more. And it's also so Kastor can soothe his consciousness, so he doesn't have to feel bad about torturing a person.

During his captivity, Soren did do some like introspection! Like, he does actually regret what he did to Mailys, and he's horrified that he could ever hurt a person like that, especially now that he knows what it's really like. And he came to the conclusion that he's never, ever been the type of person that did what they wanted and succeeded in the end. He's always been someone else's pawn- someone to be used and thrown away when he's not needed anymore.

Eventually he kinda just like, gave up on any hope of ever escaping. After the fourth hearing, Mailys absolutely refused to consider releasing him ever again. She just wanted to move on, and not have a yearly reminder of her pain. Soren didn't blame her, but he was pretty depressed that he had almost zero chance to escape this now.

And of course, for maximum drama, Mailys found out what was actually happening to Soren a couple months after she gave up any right to release him at all :D

And yeah, she was pretty horrified. She is Very Anti-Torture, having gone through it, and she wouldn't wish an hour of it on her worst enemy. Even Soren. So Mailys tried to go through legal ways to suspend his sentence, she was met with pretty much. Apathy. Doesn't he deserve it, after all?

Mailys hates the notion that anyone could deserve torture. So yeah, she decided to ask some of her friends to stage a prison break! She doesn't in any way like or forgive Soren, but she couldn't live with herself if she knew a person was being tortured and she didn't do anything about it.

Mailys was actually the one who like, went into his cell to get him outside of the building :) Soren had like, 5 panic attacks at once when she walked into the cell, cuz he was absolutely convinced that she had learned about the torture and wanted to join in. Which is pretty much his worst nightmare of all time, and he has a lot of those.

But he did escape successfully :D and Mailys dropped him off at like, her friend Emery's house. They agreed to like take him in for a couple months until they had the best chance of safely getting him to his home kingdom.

Now Soren gets lots of comfort!! But he's like, terrified of Emery at first. 5 years of pretty much only having interaction with someone who was very intent on hurting him kinda colored his expectations of what other people might do to them. But eventually, he starts to trust Emery a little :)

Eventually, Emery accompanies Soren on the attempt to get him back to his home. And, well, that goes really badly! He and Emery get caught in a neighboring kingdom that's allied with the one they were trying to escape from—and helping a fugitive, especially one who committed such a high profile crime, is not a good look for Emery. So both of them get caught and then there is torture :)

Definitely it's mostly for interrogation reasons—but also cuz like, both Soren and Emery committed some pretty serious crimes, so their captors go out of their way to like, punish them.

Emery does not react well at all, because they've never experienced anything like this before! It's horrible and traumatizing, and Soren kinda tries to help them out. Giving them comfort, helping patch up their injuries, all that tasty mutual caretaking stuff :D

Soren is also going through a lot of shit too! I mean, he's pretty much terrified of just being returned and having to go back to the cell he was trapped in for 5 years, and also he is getting so retraumatized cuz of all the torture. And despite this, he tries to take on most of the whump—like trying to lessen the amount of torture Emery goes through by like self sacrificing or trying to focus his captor's ire on himself, and trying to diminish their role in the crimes by lying that he threatened them and they were coerced. That first one usually works. The second doesn't.

Since he pretty much barely had a recovery arc before recapture, he still has a lot of self worth issues, he thinks that he deserves to be hurt, but his friend doesn't, so there's no point in standing by and letting them get hurt. But Emery and Soren start to work out some of their issues in this arc >:)

Meanwhile Emery's friends are like, in constant panic mode cuz Emery never returned, and they're trying to find them, but Emery's location is pretty much unknown. It takes a while for the rescue to happen :) but it does!

And then I haven't really plotted it out after this. But here is my inordinately long infodump about my favorite sad boy :D

(Top left is Soren, top right is Mailys, bottom left is Kastor, bottom right is Emery)

#kira talks #whump #whumper turned whumpee #my ocs <2 #oc soren #oc mailys #oc kastor #oc emery #soren is my beloved #I have. too much lore for him #I need to actually write stuff with him but for now this is a daydream story

[strapskinkstories]

Massive Panic Attack - Disaster Averted - Never Will I Abandon You!

https://www.flickr.com/photos/alinslive/52131708662/in/datetaken-public/

Today was terrible in some respects, in other respects it was great.

Good news first: I’m soon getting a pair of one of a kind harnesses from a friend! @RubberDogBronco and @RubberDogMagnus on Twitter are going to be helping me. I’ll be getting exact copies of their harnesses. I have drooled over their harnesses for days on end and just seeing them makes me want to curl up with them. I can’t yet though so I’ll curl up with the harnesses I have on hand.

Bad news: I had a massive panic attack today. The only way to get things under control was to have a smoke and then get in bed with my harnesses crank the music to 11 (Terrible Spinal Tap reference I know) and forget the world. Lucky for me I was able to stop the panic attack without needing to take emergency medicines or worse go to the emergency room. We had a contractor here to do a new install of a pair of doors and as soon as he started hammering and using the pneumatic nailer my brain went absolutely haywire. Luckily for me I know how to execute a ‘soft shutdown’ procedure that involves a few steps. I often forget to initiate this procedure during panics and the consequences are often costly.

1. Run to my bedroom

2. Grab the headset and crank the music

3. Grab my harnesses or a ton of straps and get buried under them

It’s literally the only way I can get myself distracted enough in situations of major panic. I often forget the second step which is a crucial component to getting my brain elsewhere, especially if the panic is set off by LOUD NOISES.

Bad news Item 2: Looks like I won’t be going into locksmithery. It’s not a financially smart move for me to make the expense of buying into a locksmithing career and potentially endangering myself. Locksmiths by occupation often get called into dangerous situations like icy sidewalks, severe rainstorms, or bad neighborhoods with gunshots in the area. I am a person with cerebral palsy, I can easily slip and fall and boom, end of my career & potentially a $500,000 healthcare bill that I’ll be on the hook for because if I’m making locksmith money I won’t be entitled to social security, medicare, or medicaid. And locksmith money doesn’t exactly pay for stellar health insurance or good things at entry level. If I’m called to a bad neighborhood and hear gunshots, I’ll run from the work site and speed off in my car which could cost me my job. It’s a good hobby and a good interest to add to my vanilla list. It’s a good skill to have to know how to pick locks, if I ever get locked out of my house or locked out of my safe or another belonging I can probably pick the lock open now that I know the basics of how locks work and how to pick them.

THE REAL GOOD NEWS: This has all summed up into a Discovery. 

I’ve for a long time kept chasing at vanilla careers. I tried to get into medical coding, I spent $400 on code books that are mostly just very fancy living room decor. Though they’ll at least help me when I need to fight the insurance company on something and don’t want to go digging on the internet through unreliable references. I have the same books the insurance reps use. So it’s not totally wasted money. They’re a good resource to have around, kind of like having a fire extinguisher in the kitchen, you probably don’t need it, but you’re better off having it.

THE REALITY IS: I AM A MUSEUM DEPOSITORY INSTITUTION CURATOR & A SENSORY EXPLORATION THERAPIST!

I’VE HAD A JOB ALL ALONG, IT’S LITERALLY RIGHT UNDER MY NOSE!

After being manipulated and abused by Catholic Clergy member for many years of my life I have discovered that they have been trying to force me to become a straight person for a long time. They have also been manipulating me and trying to get me away from a REAL CAREER and REAL LOVE. I have all my life loved harnesses and straps. Since I was a kid I would steal belts out of my dads wardrobe and sleep with them wrapped around my head, particularly my eyes and mouth. I liked the shiny leather on my eyes and the feel on my lips is relaxing. I’ve over many years built a massive collection of harnesses and belts. Some of which are hard to find or now completely impossible to find.

I am not only a adult entertainer, I’m a museum curator, a depository institution holding a collection. A sensory explorer and pioneer. When I have someone visit my house and play with me, it’s not just play, there’s science happening. Human sciences of sensory exploration and therapy. 

To abandon MY CAREER for a drones job of locksmithing or medical coding is to abandon over 3000 followers and throw them all under a bus. To abandon my career is to shutter the doors of a museum holding artifacts that might never be seen again.

I have had many friends over the years, many people have played with me and enjoyed my knowledge of playing with raingear and other sensory explorative objects to create happiness, relaxation, and even erotic times. I’ve also noticed especially in my latest vacbag session that having an orgasm, isn’t necessary to have a really relaxing and great time. The forcing of an orgasm isn’t necessary, and might be detrimental to the main goal of what my career is as a sensory explorer. Relaxation and happiness are the main goals in what I do. If I am making people happy, I am doing my job right, if I am making people aroused, then that’s just a bonus. If someone has an orgasm then that’s a major win. A man I met had never had an orgasm triggered by another person until he came to me.

My bedroom isn’t just a playspace or a place to sleep. It’s a laboratory of sensory exploration and therapy. Rehab hospitals have sensory rehabilitation units. Me quitting my job, would be like a sensory rehab center shutting its doors forever. In 2016 I went on a two year long hiatus, triggered by the abusive manipulation of a clergy member who was abusing me long term and manipulating me with malicious intents.

I AM AN ESSENTIAL WORKER to adults seeking a sensory escape. I might not be a doctor or someone with a fancy clinic. But I’m still ESSENTIAL. Without me, that man who met me, may have never experienced the true thrill and comfort of having a skilled breathplay & bondage practitioner watching over them as they have their first climax.

I make people obey hospital rules when they enter my house. Because my house is a lot like a rehab hospitals sensory lab. Here, I take notes of what a person likes, what they don’t like, what their medical issues are, and I create an environment for them that will make them relaxed, happy, and if I get things right, aroused, and if I hit the jackpot a climax will result. NEVER WILL I ABANDON YOU my followers, my museum members, my therapy clients (those of you who have visited me and want to visit me)

I CANNOT ABANDON MY CAREER THAT I HAVE LOVED ALL MY LIFE!

All my life I have been a sensory explorer, a sensory pioneer, and a sensory creator as well as a museum curator. I’m like The Smithsonian, of harnesses, straps, and bondage gear. I collect gear and I keep it safely stored away until it is called on for play or to be shown to the world. I have hundreds of belts, some antique that I would have potentially lost if I were to abandon my JOB and sell my things or even just toss them away. 

NEVER WILL I DESTROY OR LOSE MY COLLECTIONS for I am a museum. My gear collection has very rare pieces, some that are one off productions. The harnesses I am scheduled to early - mid next year receive will be one of a kind. Only two of the harness pairs will exist in the world. Mine, Broncos, Mine, Magnus’s... The two harnesses I am set to receive are like the Louvre receiving a pair of extremely rare paintings that only two pairs exist in the world.

IT IS MY DUTY to protect my collection, show my collection to the world, and make people in the world aware of sensory explorations.

Today might have been rotten in some ways, but in other ways, it’s been a revelation. I’VE HAD A TOP NOTCH JOB ALL ALONG!

I’M THE HEAD OPERATOR OF A MUSEUM AND SENSORY LAB!

I’ve talked to my friends for years about eventually saving enough money or making enough to open a storefront called the museum of straps and harnesses. And that has to REMAIN MY ULTIMATE GOAL. To have such a museum would be like the Leather Archives and Museum having a sister museum, that specializes in other things.

THIS IS MY LIFE. THIS IS WHO I AM. I AM WHO I AM!

#SFW blog #general update #adults with autism #sensory pioneer

[thisissite]

Am I having a genre crisis or is it burnout? Yeah, two posts and I’m already feeling bad. Well. Go ahead. Also fucking ovulation.

Will you let me skip back in time? I promise I will come back, but now I need to write exactly this, I don’t know why.

I had just turned 13, was baptized and became a full member of the Baptist Church. I made my best friend there. How awesome she is. Can't convey it to you. On the one hand, she seemed like such a bitch to me, but at the same time super kind. But at some point I wanted her to be happy so much that I wrote to her anonymously. Then a site was popular where you could anonymously ask questions, and I started flirting with her under a man’s name. Let's say my name was Steve back then (of course not that, but still). I had a prototype of a guy with whom I was thinking of setting her up, he was a childhood friend of my older brother. Oh yes, my friend is 3 years older than me, so he was perfect for her age. It all started with one question and developed into the fact that she already wanted to communicate on social networks and not anonymously. And I decided to create a page on a social network. Name: Steven, but I didn’t put up a photo then, if I’m not mistaken, and started communicating with her, from a fake. I liked getting to know her, but I didn't like lying. At some point I went into a wild frenzy. By the way, I almost immediately told her that Stephen and I had known each other almost since birth. So we talked for a month... two months... And I really got sick, I had a sore throat and a constant fever, my mother tried to treat me with something, but it couldn’t be cured, every day I could open my mouth less and less, but I did not leave church service and with a temperature of 38-39 I went almost every day and worked at the mixing console to conduct all the events. Then my relatives (on my mother’s side) decided to treat me with wine therapy. This is when you take the wine that my grandfather makes and gargle with it - it didn’t help. They forced me to do the same thing with cola - it didn’t help. Later I started gargling with hydrogen peroxide, it was painful, but I was taught that if it hurts, then it’s good - the germs are killed. In the end, because of her, I stopped feeling the taste of food and went to the emergency room. There the doctor told me that I needed to do an autopsy, but I only knew post-mortem autopsies and fell into hysterics. They reassured me that pus had accumulated in my throat and they would open it. So I was admitted to the hospital. This was not the first time. By that time, I was already a regular client of the hospital. Every six months for 2-3 months I lay there due to strange fainting spells. But we're talking about something else. I was lonely and wrote to a friend on behalf of Stephen, encouraging her to visit me. She couldn’t, although she studied 10 minutes from the hospital and sent her classmate to me. Maria. She seemed like a deity to me. I don’t know how to describe my emotions, but... After her first visit, I felt that this was my person and that I wanted her to be in my life. We met her on the stairs in the hospital and talked there for probably 2 hours. She brought me food from McDonald's, the taste of which I could not taste, but at the same time it seemed to me that I somehow began to feel life differently when I communicated with her. After 3 hours of her visit, a nurse found us and said that it was time for us to leave before we were found. Yes, it was illegal to visit for so long. Realizing this, I asked if she had anything to read, and after rummaging in her purse, she found criminal law. I was incredibly happy, even though I wasn’t interested in legal stuff. I took her out the back door and wrote to her on Stephen's behalf. Idiot. It hurt me that I couldn’t hit on her, because this doesn’t happen for a girl to be with a girl. And then I thought about one day having sex reassignment surgery so that I could approach her and it would be right. I was sad about becoming a guy, but she was worth it. In the meantime, I'm a girl, I can only correspond as Steven.

#diary #depressiv #fake person

[binders-and-beanies]

Mental health updates under the cut I guess (tldr I’m still not ok but am taking steps to keep myself safe or whatever)

Told my supervisor I’m in crisis and he was super understanding n supportive n whatnot. We both are trans and have mental health issues and work in an lgbt center so one would hope it’s safe to be honest abt that kind of thing but it was a relief bc it also opened up a conversation abt scheduling moving forward n me having like 2 or 3 days off a week as opposed to the current 1 or 0. Esp since higher ups want me to work less anyways im like that’s totally fine bc i have a million things to do outside of work all the time.

Other thing I did was cancel a workshop I was gonna lead next week and it was a really hard decision. I would have been proud afterwards and I’m worried abt having regrets but I’ve done the same workshop before so it’s off the bucket list or whatev. Person in charge of that was also super supportive for similar reasons as above. It doesn’t solve the problem of there always being too many things stressing me out, and I don’t wanna set a precedent that I can just not do my responsibilities, but it eases a big part of the stress this month specifically.

Ppl in my life are saying they’re proud of me for setting that boundary and it’s weird to be praised for bailing on smth when I’m also feeling big guilty abt it but I gotta remind myself that being flakey is absolutely normalized in society and if ur average person can do so on the regular then I’m allowed to take One step back once it’s gotten to the point where my safety is questionable. I’d like to get to a point where things don’t get that serious in the first place but I’ve also never rly appreciated feeling blamed for being in this kind of position when the kind of things I’m busy with are mostly 1) things that are required for survival and 2) things that make it feel worth surviving. As if this is smth i do to myself bc i just <3 capitalism or smth

Im stressin tho bc as mentioned earlier my job is at risk for unrelated reasons which also means a lot of other things are at risk. This is happening at the same time I’ve just lost my insurance and have my biggest ever college bill to pay. And now I don’t know where I’ll be living or what that will mean for my finances either. It would also mean it takes even longer to qualify for any kind of credit, and therefore an apartment.

Even if nothing happens and I just keep working here for another year as planned it’s like can I not get JUMPSCARED w my livelihood being threatened like there’s literally always at least one Huge actual life or death problem as well as many other less catastrophic but extremely stressful things to deal w. I’m tired of living like that w no relief and I hate that the best case scenario is this fear ends up being for nothing. I hate that I’m thinking abt what I’ll do in x y or z scenario for this summer and my masters if this falls through, instead of enjoying the relief of one less thing on my plate.

I hate that this is how I’m doing the day after my birthday. I had a fun birthday weekend and am grateful for the people I spent it with and the places I went but it didn’t feel like genuine celebration it felt forced, like I was doing it because I Have to have a good birthday. Bc if one of the most important days of the year isn’t joyful then where’s the hope of any other days getting better. I did enjoy it I just couldn’t Feel the enjoyment bc I’m so stressed and I had major breakdowns before and after my bday. It sets a bad tone regarding aging and I want to celebrate progress but it’s hard when the future is more terrifying every year.

I feel like even if all my problems were magically solved, my ability to feel joy is permanently altered and it’s hard to imagine feeling anything more positive than just like, relief and rest. Idk I say all that to say I’m proud of myself for taking steps to make life more livable just like I’ve always done but it also feels kinda hopeless like nothing I do matters if it’s gonna be constant stress regardless

#mine #txt #personal

[lockedtowers]

anyways since scott himself couldnt keep the timeline clear (making the prequel thing first noticeable in 2 by having pg mention a guy using the suit to lure away the kids, implying the 5 missing kids happened there and willy remastering the old animatronics was to better hide the bodies, (i actually believe this is when william, being a narcissitic butthead, decided to frame henry properly, bc he realized henry wasnt coming back) meanwhile then contradicting that later, then again, and then a third time, while also contradicting everything else for funzies, like my guy—)

heres how i do tend to have it, not entirely canon ofc but nothing is and who rly cares, but again this is my main timeline, i’ll adjust for who im writing with of course, but its the timeline i made and i follow, whether some parts are right or wrong idc, dont tell me how you dont see it that way bc this is how i see it for how i write willy, anyways

fredbears first becomes freddy fazbear is after evan gets… squished, they retired the golden suits (in public) then whole the old/new animatronics are out aka freddy foxy bonnie and chica, is when he kills charlie, and she possesses the security puppet henry made, william sees that she possessed the puppet, got ideas, bc ofc he did, but he was already working on the toy animatronics. The ‘rumors’ about freddys werent about a ton of missing kids at the time, it was about how michael went missing the same time charlie died, and michael returned a few weeks later ‘spouting nonsense’ about being kidnapped by a man in fredbears suit, because william disguised himself as henry before taking michael and putting him in his little torture chamber below the ‘warehouse’ (that eventually becomes the ‘sister location’, or ‘circus baby’s rentals’)

aka yes, william actively tormented his son, which is in fact canon (as is the hallucinagetics, and he used voiceboxes in the plushies to talk to kids/in this case bc it makes more sense to me, he thought the voice boxes in evans plushies would help evans anxiety snd ‘make him stronger’, it just.. backfired a bit) it was about a year before he killed charlie that evan died and they retired the gold suits, foxy and chica were already made for events that called for freddy’s friends, henry and william built bonnie and freddy’s main suits we know and love after retiring the golden suits; which is why freddy and bonnie look so much newer than chica and foxy do,

and charlie’s death was not on purpose. he built the the fnaf 4 location under the SL for michael AND charlie, but charlie put up a fight and he ended up killing her on accident, which is why he didnt hide the body and just left her there. but then he saw charlie possess the puppet, and he got ideas, he could pick the kids and build himself and henry the ‘perfect family’. for the spirits to possess the animatronics and hold only life, there had to be a reason, which is how he discovered remnant, and he could use that to bring evan back to him, and make him and henry live forever. and as he went more and more mad with ideas, henry got suspicious and left.

while in the fnaf 2 location, william started to realize henry was not coming back, and thats when he decided to frame henry for the murders he was going to commit. spent each day of the week luring in kids, hid their bodies in the ‘old’ animatronics, etc, we get phone guys call, the police arrested the (fired) dayshift security guard first (bc william was bad at framing) and would turn their attention to henry later. ofc mangle rips out jeremy 2’s frontal lobe and they have to shut down again, william fixes up the old animatronics, freddys reopens, etc,

thats all ill give for now bc this is long but yeah william rly got set tf off by evans death and he wasnt really a decent person before that anyways but that made him a lot more murdery and michael knows first hand bc some of his friends were willys first victims bye

#ill get on a comp soon #hc tbt #child death cw #also specifically jeremy and gabriel i believe persy and inhave as the ‘older’ kids that willy kills thay were michaels friends #but i may also say its their younger siblings so they know how tf it feels but william definitely killed all of michaels friends that were #involved eventually. and despite police being like ‘thats suspicious’ he STILL made it look like henry did it #he also framed at least one of them for charlies death bc he waited until they were there to #try and kidnap her. and we saw how that worked out

[joysofescapism]

The Havoc Boys Series by C.M. Stunich: This is Ridiculous! I love it.

This may not be everyone's cup of tea, but I sure enjoyed myself reading the whole series. Read my full review under the cut.

And if you want to know my thoughts on each book just click: (1) Havoc at Prescott High (2) Chaos at Prescott High (3) Mayhem at Prescott High (4) Anarchy at Prescott High (5) Victory at Prescott High

I will start this review by saying: I hate bully “romance”. And since these tropes were huge in young adult-high school settings, I don't read those anymore.

But The Havoc Boys was an exception. C.M. Stunich’s storytelling was able to chain my ass on a chair allowing me to finish the whole thing. Not only that, the story didn’t focus much on the bullying and only gave you flashbacks of it.

I didn’t think it will make much of a difference if the bullying element wasn’t included in the plot development since she already had an awful life throughout her teenage years. It felt like it was just thrown out there. The H’s bullying her into "leaving town" didn't hold any merit since we didn't see the consequences of that (i.e. h was still obsessed with these boys who did an overkill on her while she was going through all the abuse). But, it wasn't my story, so.

I think you should proceed with an open mind and low expectations. There were a lot of things in the series that weren’t something to give a comprehensive explanation of. This was for a specific kind of audience and I also consider this a self-indulgent read if you’re looking for something specific, as well as my guilty pleasure.

The Book Cover

The book covers played a huge part in convincing me to read this series. I wasn’t entirely sure about the premise at first seeing that the characters were barely legal and all. And yet, the cover art did an amazing job of pulling me in.

It was your typical shirtless guys, but the focus wasn’t entirely on them. It was elegantly made despite the story environment. It also gave an accurate depiction of the H’s characteristics and their relationship with the heroine.

Havoc at Prescott High was my favorite. While Anarchy at Prescott High was a close second.

Characters

Let me talk about the main characters first, starting with the heroine.

Bernadette Blackbird. I have a love-hate relationship with her. I understand that she was an aspiring writer, however, her monologues... weren’t impressive. She was edgy to the point of being cringe. I don't love her. But I don't hate her either, at least most of the time. How was she able to lust after the guys who made her life a living hell for years? I have no idea. But then again, this is why I hate bully romance.

One of the reasons why I was able to get through the story was because the bullying didn’t happen on the current timeline. I didn’t know if what she went through would be considered “bullying" or just downright assault and abuse. At least you were able to see some form of maturity in her character later on. But, she still embodies that teenager who thinks she already knows everything there is to know.

Next up, the harem. The HAVOC Boys. I won’t be commenting about their physical aspects like how the author did them. I don’t care much about those things. I’m more on how they were written: if they were fleshed out well or if they were only words on the paper with no personality at all. Considering that, we have 5 Hs in this series that fulfilled the usual tropes.

I will say this, these guys don’t act their age at all. Thinking about it now, I could give this series a higher rating if the characters were older. Anyway, more of those later below. Let’s get back to the characters at hand:

You have the over-the-top intense leader/boss, Victor Channing. He was an asshole. But hey, he has to be. He was a gang leader after all. If you are into bad boys (read: assholes) that are obsessed with you and only care about you—and maybe his bros—you'll probably like this dude. Is he a great character? No. But do I at least like him? Maybe. Again, if you like the domineering types, you’ll probably bark at Victor Channing.

Then you have the trying-to-be-the-hero-ex-boyfriend, Aaron Fadler. I hated him at first because his past actions didn't show his supposed loyalty to Bernie at all (don't worry it's not an OW drama). But goddamn me because I like guys who are amazing with kids (and with the elderly). Yes, he was Bernie's ex. And yes, he was there during the bullying (abuse) which happened after they broke up. Among the guys, I believe he was the closest you can get to being "normal." He tried to be a good person but considering everything he had already done, I didn’t think that would be possible. The only way for him to grow was to accept his darkness. Good thing it did happen.

Of course, there’s always going to be the manwhore. Hael Harbin. But he was that type of manwhore who at least respects women. Yes, I know it's the bare minimum but you get the point. He also plays the role of balancing the dynamic of the group. Oh also, he loves vintage cars. He's a mechanic with soft hands, according to Bernie. Among the boys (Yes, boys. They’re minors despite what the author tries to say), Hael was the most chill. He can give pull off a bad romance kind of relationship. The one that's so bad but oh so great. He also falls into that category of being the manwhore who will drop his whore-ish ways when they find the right one.

Next on the list. The gang needs to have a brain and that was Oscar Montauk. While Victor makes all the decisions, Oscar was the one who weighs those decisions. He was also the hater but was actually obsessed with the heroine. He was not great with feelings and he also has a lot of trauma. I think the most awful one as well. Among the characters though, Oscar got the most character development though we could only witness the process, I think it was a good thing. He was also that character who you’ll probably get scared of but also be interested in. He could either go full serial killer or just be a weird dude with dark thoughts. Though to be fair, this was a gang story so all of the Hs are murderers by default.

Last but not least, the most mysterious one and possibly also the most dangerous, Callum Park. He gives off quiet-killer vibe and lurks about most of the time. He was the silent one. The one who prefers to be by the sidelines, just observing. But everybody knows he was dangerous and he could go off like a bomb if anything happened to the object of his fascination. He was the resident pretty boy as well, since he was supposed to be a primo ballerino but because of things that happened in the past he couldn't anymore.

The characters are heavily influenced by the overused western media tropes and archetypes. You know the usual stuff about high school TV shows. They’re cringe, and dramatic, everyone has trauma, the adults were practically useless, and everyone wasn’t acting like their age. Perhaps a little ridiculousness from time to time could be good for your mind.

But, since I do like my stories with vivid storytelling, it surprisingly worked well for me. I also don’t find that much character development with the characters, except with Oscar. Also maybe with Aaron and Victor as well. Hael and Callum’s character growth aren’t that significant but I don’t think they have to since they weren’t presented with something to work on.

Plot

The plot was able to immerse me into the H.A.V.O.C. world and Stunich deserves her roses for a skill like that. One reason why I pushed through was: the action didn’t occur that much around the school setting. This might be your typical high school bully who runs a gang, but the storytelling was what sets it apart from the rest. This trope was highly overused in the reverse harem contemporary romance genre, so the only way for a series to be different is all up to the author’s prowess.

It was a simple revenge plot but the action made it all interesting. There's nothing much special to it but again, this is for self-indulgent purposes. If you can get past the Riverdale cringe, you will enjoy this one.

The pacing was a little fast, and a lot of things are happening all at once. But it was executed well and everything worked perfectly. Despite all that is happening, I loved the feeling of suspense that went through with it. Putting aside all of the things that didn’t work well for me, the plot was well-developed to keep you interested.

If you don’t want to be spoiled, I suggest you do not read the ending section of this review.

Ending

The ending of a well-developed series is always going to be a deal breaker, just look at Game of Thrones and Supernatural. I will say this though, the ending of Havoc Boys may not be the best ending there could be, but considering all that led up to that particular moment, it was perfect.

Stunich used the False Death plot device and was executed well enough that I actually thought the character died. This was the part I cried about and the reason why I still considered this one good for my taste. I think an author who can make you cry just by reading the journey of their characters is a phenomenal author.

In the actual end, we got our HEA. Yay!

Rating

The average rating of this 5-book series was 3.5. I rounded it down to 3 out of 5 stars.

This whole thing was a damn roller coaster ride.

Despite the initial apprehension and almost not finishing the first book, I finished all five with no breaks in between. There might have been elements that didn’t work for me, but the storytelling alone made up for all of it.

A huge suspension of disbelief is needed to enjoy this series. Sure, you won’t be able to gain much but, to be honest, this is not for that. The Havoc Boys series is highly self-indulgent and smut is top-tier. Not too graphic to the point of boring me to death, but just enough. Frequent, yet still enough.

Final Thoughts

Do I want a sequel for this series? I don't think so. Let's leave the ending at that. The characters are lovable enough throughout the five books, but not enough for me to get curious and look at what they could be doing in the future.

Do I recommend this to others? If you want to indulge in a guilty pleasure without needing to think too much and give reasons for everything, this could be a good read. I don't think you should be picking up this book just to find all that is wrong with it. Or if you are not ready to try and experience something out of your comfort zone.

Was this a heavy read? There are mentions of past extreme bullying, sexual assault (on minor characters), attempted sexual assaults, pedophilia, sexual relations between teenage characters, and the usuals when it comes to crime fiction (drugs, violence, murder, etc.). So if you are new to this kind of genre, this might be uncomfortable for you. But if you're not, this is mild. Again, all you have to do is enjoy the ride. Some things might not work for you, and some might, it all depends on personal preferences.

Will I read this again? I re-read the whole series: twice on my own accord just to feel some emotions it brought me the first time I stumbled upon it; another one to relive and remember the plot to pull out this review. It being a part of my “I could read it again” shelf says something.

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