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kimbapmmbapbap · 3 years

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More k-dramas y'all should watch

So, at the end of 2017, I created a post going through my favourite dramas of all time. Obviously, I have watched more dramas since then so I have a few more dramas that everyone needs to watch!!

Strong Woman Do Bong Soon

This is an obvious one, so if you haven't watched it, have you been living under a rock?? When I first heard of it just before it came out, I thought it was going to be a rip off of weightlifting fairy Kim bok joo. But boy, was I wrong!! This drama has the perfect amount of romance, comedy, thriller and crime, so it is a good all rounder drama!! The whole cast (not just the leads) had amazing chemistry. The only flaw with this drama is that it does queerbait a little. I wish they either didn't add it in the story or fully went with that the main lead is Bi.

The story surrounds a girl with superhuman strength who wants to be a video game designer. She has always hid her strength due to fear if hurting others and losing her power. She in a unrequited love with her childhood friend who is now a police officer. She then crosses the path of a CEO of a video game company and her starts to become more chaotic. With a serial killer on the loose, Do Bong Soon needs to decide if she will keep a low profile or use her powers for the better good while also falling in love on the way.

While You Were Sleeping

Again, an obvious one, but it has to be watched!! Like strong woman, I was a little apprehensive of this one. Mainly because I hadn't heard good things about Suzy's acting before this came out. But it really surprised me and I really loved it! I'm a sucker for anything crime related, so with a really cute love story as well, it was amazing!! It has really good chemistry and likable characters. The second male lead is also amazing!! I usually don't get second male lead syndrome, but damn I felt it even though I also really loved the main lead. I can't really find any faults with it.

The story surrounds two people who can see the future through dreaming. This includes good and bad things. When the female reporter about dying while on the job, she quite her job to try and changes her fate. A prosecuter move across the street from her, initially they do not get on and their bond starts to grow. Together, they use both of their skills and their power to help change the future and solve crimes along the way. They also soon realise that this is not the first time they have crossed paths.

Psychopath Diary

I cannot recommend this drama enough!! Honestly, it is so underrated!!! Yoon Shi Yoon's performance is incredible, he really embodies the role here. It is so funny, and sweet. You also see a serial killer low key but high key fall in love with the male lead, so there is major gay vibes. The only issue I have with it is, I wish there was a little romance involved. But it is a not a major want.

The story surrounds a pushover who is working at a stocks company. After a major issue arises, he becomes the Scapegoat of the company and is being blamed for it, even though he tried to prevent it. Due to this, he decides that he will end his life. On the way to do this, he witnesses a murder and accidentally picks up the serial killer's diary. While trying to escape, he gets hit by a car and gets amnesia. When he wakes up and reads the diary, he believes that he is the serial killer.

Honestly, please watch this drama, it is so so so funny, the chemistry of the whole cast is incredible. It also possibly has one of my favourite villians in any drama.

Your Honor / Dear Judge

Yes, I am a simp Yoon Shi Yoon. He is just so good and thus role just confirms it! His acting is incredible, king of the double roles! He plays twins and you really tell when either pop up on screen which one he is. This is a really wholesome drama that makes you cry. It has some really sweet moments in it, the leads have such good chemistry. This only issues with this one is that the ending felt rushed. I hate that the TV company changed it from 20 eps to 16 eps.

The story follows a set of twins. Twin A is a top judge in Korea, who is incredibly smart and is living a rich life. Twin B is a criminal who has been screwed over multiple times by the justice system and Twin A. Their mother always sides with A and will tell B not to bother him. When A goes missing, B goes undercover and takes his brothers place. He soon learns about the corrupt world of the court system and his brother. B meets a law student who is meant to be shadowing A. Like B, she has also been affected by the corrupt system and is wanting to be a judge to convict those who have wronged her. Together they fight the system while also falling in love.

Because This is Our First Life

This is a slice of life drama so will have some heavy moments in it. But on the whole, it is just so lovely and cute. The acting is incredible, they really take on the role. It also has one of the best female friendships which is not toxic, they all genuinely care for eachother and want eachother to achieve their dreams. It also has some true badass moments in it as well! I feel like all slice of life dramas have this, but it does have some frustrating moments where the characters are almost purposely making their life's difficult

The story focuses on a woman who is a drama script writer. Due to her patriarchal family who always favour her brother and being let down by her crush, she wants to move out. She ends up moving in with a friend of a friend of a friend. It is to her surprise that the person who she is moving in with is a man who is very much stuck in his own ways and likes to stick to routine. Due to their own desires to be on their own, they decide to get married to relieve the pressure that their families are giving them. This (of course) causes issues and both have to learn about their new feelings for eachother while trying to get through the struggles of life.

Thirty but Seventeen

This drama is the definition of wholesome and cute. I feel that while I was watching it, it went by so quickly and I always had a smile on my face. The romance is so cute and lovely and you could tell they really cared about eachother. The side characters were also amazing and sweet. Honestly, the acting is incredible. The female lead does an amazing job.

The story follows woman who as a child was involved in a bus accident and fell into a coma. She wakes up over ten years later and learns that her family have stopped coming to see her. While on the search for her family, she resides with a man and his brother who are now living in her old family home. The two soon learn that there are more connected than they thought. With the man trying to push her away, the more his feelings grow for her.

Introverted Boss

This is a revenge to love story. It on the whole is a really cute drama where you get to see the leads grow for the better. The acting is incredible and you really fall in love with the leads and the support cast (except for the second lead). It is not a perfect drama, but it is a really easy watch with an interesting story.

The female lead is a stage actress who quits her job to work at a marketing firm. This firm happens to be where her sister used to work. She is out to get revenge against the CEO of the company who she blames for her sister's death. She learns that the CEO is extremely introverted and becomes confused by how he was responsible for her sister's death. As the story goes by, she becomes more intrigued by him and focuses less on revenge and more on helping him open up.

Vincenzo

Ahhhhh, how do express my love for this one!! It is just amazing!! The story was so well thought out and the actors did a fantastic job. It was so satisfying to watch, I wanted to be a member of the mafia lol. The villians were also incredible, like I just love this drama so much. Like Your Honor, the only issue with this one is that the ending felt rushed.

The story surrounds a Korean man who was adopted into an Italian family and became the consiglerie of the mafia. After an issue with his adoptive family, he travels back to Korea in search an insane amount of gold bars which happens to be underneath an unsuspecting block of flats. He then gets involved with a major legal court case with a pharmaceutical company. As he delves deeper into the case, dark secrets start to get revealed.

#strong woman do bong soon #while you were sleeping #Psychopath Diary #your honor #dear judge #30 but 17 #thirty but seventeen #because this is my first life #introverted boss #vincenzo #kdrama #korea #k-drama #k drama #kpop #song jong ki #yoon shi yoon #lee jong suk #suzy

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q--uee--n · 3 years

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Okay. Okay.

Because of the, in my opinion, frankly overblown Portwell drama in this fandom, I just wanna get a few things off my chest. I don't know who needs to hear this, and some people in this fandom might not want to, but a two-year age gap between teens is perfectly normal, and not perfectly normal in the sense that something icky or nasty has been normalized in this society, but it is literally perfectly okay. I'm convinced some people have never been in a public high school, and if they have they've either forgotten a lot or never paid attention. There's been discourse over EJ calling characters like Carlos a "kid" or telling Ashlyn (only a year younger than him) how young she looks and then proceeding to pursue Gina, but. The fact that these statements were taken on face value? The Ashlyn thing was being played for laughs, because EJ is an overdramatic teenage boy being angsty about a period in his life that's about to come to an end, something he's clearly not quite ready for. Again, the whole thing is played. for. laughs. And again, taking everything at face value is just - not a great form of media analysis.

EJ's age is ambiguous (we can assume he's 17-18, just like Gina is 15-16. In any case, that's a two-year age gap), but I wanna touch on that arbitrary number, 18. 18 is literally the number the government says, "Welp. You can sign a contract and cross state lines. Also, if a grown-ass 25+ person wants to date you? That's not on us." At 18, in the simplest, most trivialized terms barring individual examples, a person is just someone who stopped being a minor, stopped being 17. That super normally says nothing about their maturity, and they are not suddenly wiser and more adult than their peers. 18 is a child. 18 is a child, one who can sign a contract and vote, but one who still, legally, can't purchase alcohol, can't rent a car, and, in some states, can't even rent a hotel room (ironically, in others you can be as young as 16). 18-year-olds are not the grown adults media likes to portray them as. They just aren't.

I'm aware some eighteen-year-olds are predatory and intentionally seek out younger partners, and a separate discussion can be had about that, but it does not apply here. A two-year age gap is not the nasty, unnatural phenomenon social media discourse has started to wire people's brains to believe. I beg of y'all to go outside and talk to real people. This isn't at all to say everyone does this, but forming and basing your opinions off of what you see on the social media echo chamber instead of researching and forming your own thoughts is more harmful than not. It's always appreciable and wonderful to be aware, but not at the expense of throwing around serious words and terminology to make a point. That only serves to disrespect people and situations in real life that are actually harrowing. Stop it. Please.

TL; DR: Stop calling EJ a "freak" and "grown" (because neither of those things are true whatsoever), stop taking everything you watch and read at face value and drawing conclusions from there, and stop repeating things just because everyone else is saying them. This is all I have to say as it concerns this ship ( which I really don't like) and this show in general for now, because how it's been playing out has been disappointing so far for me. You don't have to agree with everything I said, but I just had to get that off my chest.

#hsmtmts #ej caswell #gina porter #ej x gina #portwell #disney plus #and to be honest #portwell - and I hate to say it - is probably the healthiest relationship on the show right now #rini is problematic for various reasons #as is rina #and mostly because of richard's issues #but those are posts for another day #also I will defend ej until my dying breath #weirdos out here calling his crush preying #this is a high school relationship #oh my god #please stop #just stop

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organic-guacamole · 3 years

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episode 209 spoilers below

I'm so late today but here it is

I love EJ, he's finally learning to be happy. I'm so proud.

Ms Jenn = every boomer during zoom calls, like jeez yes we can hear you stop shouting at me.

LOVE THE SUBTLE JOKE ABOUT QUARANTINE "these dark times" "you mean spring break?"

ah yes, remember when we thought covid was just gonna give us a longer spring break? good times

SEBLOS

damn the passive aggressiveness from Carlos and the absolutely over it tone from seb✋

CASWELL COUSINS!!!!! THEY'RE THE BEST!!!!

we needed more if this kind of goofiness for the first part of season 2 that only such an iconic duo can provide.

old old movies-

is it even that old, or is Nini being a gen alpha rn-

i choose to imagine EJ being scared of the movie and hiding in Ashlyn's shoulder while she keeps a straight face and then EJ pretending to be tough afterwards

aww redlyn are soulmates.... yknow, if gingers had souls

(please ignore me)

y'all saw how EJ's face *lit up* when Gina logged on? how dare you tell me he doesn't like her

ofc she's no damsel in distress, she's Gina porter, she's amazing.

so do we think she'd be the type to just glare at suspicious people? or bark at them

do they not know that Rini broke up? or is Ms Jenn just wanting Nini to suffer through her heartbreak to make her a better actress....

speaking of, why is Nini in the call? she's not in the show anymore. Unless she is, even after the rose and the song got cut, which would be so unfair to all those that auditioned properly before she even came back but whatever, she's the main character I get it 🙄

big red is a hero honestly, Nini better thank him for changing the subject like that

I can't-

i won't work you over the break-

this woman would 100% work her kids 24/7 if it was legal and idk how to feel about it.

YES GINA USE THAT CHARM

QUEEN

FRENCH QUEEN

SHE LEARNT FROM THE BEST (antoine obvi)

smh the airport lady, eavesdropping on Gina's call.

The way she was so happy to answer EJ's call, "eej"

I love them your honour.

EJ WITH PAINTED NAILS YES PLEASE

great now we need to see Gina, Ashlyn and EJ having a complete spa day and EJ getting really into it and Gina and Ashlyn take pictures of him when he's laying down in a robe with a mask and cucumbers on his eyes.

finally we get to see Gina's side of portwell

the way she considered it as flirting, this is the sign she asked for in episode 6 come onnnnn

no is Asher/jack really doing tiktok dances in an airport-

Ricky is me. I am burrito.

oh Lynne, sweetie, I'm sorry but the blonde hair is not it

is that even the same lady or-

THE BEAN

THE CHICAGO BEAN

THE BIG OLD METAL BEAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CITY 😭

jetlag is my go to excuse for anything... I haven't travelled in 2 years.

"welcome to the Lynne and Mike gossip show. where we talk about our depressed son that we both neglect in certain ways! And now a word from our sponsor, Nord VPN..."

SO MANY CANDLES

WHAT DEMON IS LYNNE TRYING TO SUMMON IN HIS ROOM-

is Nina becoming social media obsessed EJ from season 1? AND SHE LIED ABOUT HAVING SONGS TOO PLEASE WHY ARW THEY RECYCLING THE SAME PLOT-

Gina smiling at the picture of her family on Instagram makes me so happy, idek why.

EJ's nails are so pretty, we needed to see it more (unless he had it on for the rest of the episode and I just.... didn't notice🧍🏽‍♀️)

oh not the tiktok kid✋

yes ma'am end this strange mans whole tiktok career

sir take a hint and leave

GINA NO DONT SAY YOUR LAST NAME HE COULD BE A HUMAN TRAFFICKER

Ricky, walking in style✨

weird kid, ok then Lynne, can't you see he's this close to the edge?

not all your fault baby Ricky, Nini sucks a bit more

RICKY YOU DIDN'T COME DOWN HARD ON THE SONG-

YOU ASKED WHAT IT WAS ABOUT AND SHE SHUT YOU DOWN-

PLEASE DO NOT BLAME YOURSELF

ok but the deleting comment thing was very bad

still don't know if I like Jack honestly

hmmm so Nini's calling herself Nini instead of Nina in her little egg seat, while trying to write a song without inspiration.... Nini, honey, Ricky was your muse, he inspired you to write all those songs, even if it wasn't good for the relationship.

that doesn't mean you gotta get back with him, or that you can't write a song that not about him butttt it'll take some time

the rainbow sticker in her box and her rainbow shirt-

anyways wbk she's not totally straight

Jack are you a criminal?

quick, Gina, check his ankle for a tracker

THE YES AND PRACTICE STRIKES AGAIN

the way Gina wasn't into it in episode 6 but she's used the technique twice now

stole her grandma's Pomeranian-

Jack where the hell did you pull that out from-

the fake crying killed me, that looks like so much fun though

anyone wanna raid a first class lounge with me?

wait so is jack not gonna go in with her?

wouldn't he go in too? help look for the credit card? SO CONFUSED

the first class lounge guy was so into the drama though, watch his face when they start arguing 😭

sorry to break this to you Kourtney, but you haven't even blocked the second act yet soooo...

take that as you will

I love how all of them are totally dissing the dance off

that's the most realistic part of this show tbh

shouldn't Nini have asked how she knew....since the start? why is the fact that her best friend has knowledge of a North high secret now dawning on her...

Howie is sweet honestly, at least he's trying to help. but I stand with Kourtney, don't take him back just because he sang an amazing song, and is giving you a heads up on what's gonna happen...

KOURTNEY IS ME TRYING TO LEAVE AN ONLINE CLASS

I hate school

ooo Nini's writing a song about bad internet connection 🤩🤩🤩

I never lie, except when I do-

son that is the creepiest thing you could say to a stranger that you've been "helping"

2 truths and a lie👀

he's an Ariana fan 100%

called it.

OLDER BROTHER-

WHAT-

free spirit? damn so brother porter was in that horse movie

so has she been kissed or not?????????

I feel like she's moved more than 15 times though so possibly

but then if she's moved so much, and before east high she never opened up to anyone, she's never been kissed then?? damn

same though Gina so let's be besties please

heartbreak president is a great song title idea, give Nini a call rn

but wait

is the no strings attached feeling thing about her telling Ricky she liked him? she thought she was moving away so she thought it'd be no strings attached???

guys I think I figured it out insert the "I've connected two dots" meme

THE DUKE SWEATSHIRT

IS THAT YOUR BOYFRIEND'S

OMG I LOVE I LOVE

NOT THAT I KNOW OF???

ma'am did you just kill me

yes you did

Lynne and Ricky have such a weird relationship

YES IT DID SUCK

TODD SUCKS

LYNNE SUCKS

yeah I get that you wanted Ricky to like Todd BUT THAT WASN'T THE TIME

right so we already know that Ricky was so desperate to keep Nini cuz he didn't want to be like his parents, and now Lynne's talking about this-

Richard needs a long hug

yes Lynne, it is your fault. thank you for finally admitting it.

YES DYE YOUR HAIR

BLOND HIGHLIGHTS RICKY WILL RISE AGAIN

"sometimes the best, last thing you can do for someone you love, is let them go."

gotta admit I teared up at that point

not me thinking big red was calling ms Jenn cupcake for a hot second-

Carlos please omg, you're at the "beach" and they're leaving for the pool?

also, why not just do the call from the hotel room please omg

"don't ask me"

"Carlos"

OMG WHAT HAPPENED

big red wants the tea

O M G

SEB IS JEALOUS

JEALOUS SEBBY IS MY FAVOURITE THING IDC

I'm surprised ms Jenn knew how to give Nini permission to screenshare tbh

So lily's been stalking the East high kids and spending time editing this video while she's supposedly in an immersion trip.... right

EJ and Ashlyn's picture is so chaotic, what even is happening there

"slacking off" bestie its spring break, obviously they're confident enough that they'll get it done in time so why not focus on your own musical.

jealous seb = sassy seb

please what if those guys Carlos is posing with are his cousins or something and that's why he's so confused about Seb

6 YEAR OLD EJ I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM

Nini saying she's obsessed with her ex, that's not weird at all 👍

I can just tell Matt had a blast harassing Julia with those puppets.

Jack please dont be like that, "yet"

chances are you'll never see eachother again 🥰

(honestly sometimes I really miss those friends I made on trips and stuff when we'd spend the day or week together, only to never see them again....those were the good days though)

Ashlyn and Nini should write more songs..... something better than this one at least

Nini: "im good"

cue the Tia Mowry (please I can't spell) crying gif

oh I forgot Ricky was in the show for a hot second

1. where did Gina get to film this without people being around

2. did she just... randomly change her clothes???

ok but the transition between Carlos and EJ

*chefs kiss*

now everyone shut up, EJ's singing

oh i think I'm pregnant

HIS MUSCLES

YES KOURTNEY

I love how big red and Kourtney went from being "the best friends™" to the couple in season 1, to kinda close themselves and having their own plots

sebby makes me so happy

props to biggies editing skills honestly

PORTWELL BEING SIDE TO SIDE I CANT

AND SEBLOS OMG

big red lives for the drama

"wow" so true Ricky

no he is not cute, stop it

"holding" ok that's kinda cute

yeah EJ's a lucky guy😌

jokes aside, it's not that hard to exchange numbers-

keep in touch if you want

ok I really like Jack now

if he comes back in season 3, maybe have him be LGBTQ+ ?

like the only out characters they have rn are Seb and Carlos and they're like the sterotypes, yk?

I'd love to see jack kinda break the mold

Ricky's breaking my heart

that song just hurts

the only thing

now I don't hate Lynne????????

HOW DARE THEY WRITE IN A PROPER REDEMPTION ARC FOR HER

UGH IM SUPPOSED TO HATE HER FOREVER

I mean I don't live her now but she's good

but honestly

"mom can I show you something"

IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL

THE PICTURE AND EVERYTHING OMG

I'm sobbing please help

Gina saying she's just waiting for the right guy and then EJ coming to the airport to pick her up late at night without her asking, offering to bring her back in the morning so she won't have to Uber, bringing her a granola bar (WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT SHE FORGOT TO PACK) and without expecting anything in return???

ms ma'am you've got a keeper right there

her smile at the end was so heartwarming I really can't.

this episode was great.

it felt really short but I liked it, great character development for Ricky, Lynne and Gina.

Cant wait for next episode to see more of EJ being the ideal boyfriend /hj

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s2 #hsmtmts season 2 #hsmtmts spoilers #ej caswell #ricky bowen #gina porter #seblos #nini salazar roberts #jack hsmtmts #carlos rodriguez #seb mathew smith #kourtney greene #big red #ashlyn caswell #caswell cousins #portwell will be the death of me #guac's episode text blocks :)

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tinyboxxtink · 3 years

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“Helpless” *FINALE*

Mwahahaha I got around the un-even numbering. Well, this is it! I hope you’ve enjoyed this series as much as I enjoyed writing it. I really need to make a Master List of all my “works”, but if you wanna check out my other stuff just type “Rafael Barba Imagine” into the search bar of my page.

As always, big thanks to my lovies:

@wanniiieeee

@dumauier

@word-scribbless

@chasingeverybreakingwave

The COMPLETE Collection:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

And without further ado, the CONCLUSION!!!!

After your shower and you were in some clean pink scrubs, you decided it would probably be best to go look for the squad. Apparently you were still “a suspect”, so you didn’t want to make it look like you were trying to flee or something.

You found your way back to the waiting room, but only Fin and Carisi were still there.

“...Where’d Benson and Rollins go?” You asked, glancing around the area.

“Well it’s like 4 am, they both have kids, I’d told them we’d update them if anything happened with Barba,” Carisi told you.

“Which you can now do,” Fin added, grabbing his jacket off a chair.

“...I’m sorry, what?” you asked. “Aren’t you supposed to be ‘watching’ me or something?”

“They combed your street and found the gun, the idiots tossed it as they were driving. And as far as your whole ‘hustling’ business, if Barba vouches for you, I’m not gonna bother with a shitload of paperwork just because you got some money out of some old white dudes,” Fin chuckled.

“So you’re off the hook, and I’d really like to sleep in my own bed,” Carisi patted your back as he walked out with Fin.

“I--Are you sure? Olivia isn’t gonna--”

“Olivia’s gonna be a lot of things, but none of it matters legally speaking. So y'all need to work that out on your own,” Fin held up his hands like he was washing his hands of the drama.

“Right. Well I’m sure the doctor will call her,” You really didn’t want to have to talk to her anymore than you needed to.

“Right. Night, Y/N” Carisi waved as they continued to walk down the hallway and out the front doors.

Okay, so now you were alone. On your own. In a hospital. Great.

Suddenly, you remembered the magical sticker. You pulled it out of the scrubs pocket and stuck it to your shoulder. Then you turned to the big doors that read

“ICU: Approved Personnel ONLY”

Well, you were in scrubs.You took a deep breath and made a sign of the cross before you walked confidently through the doors. Hopefully people would just assume you were a nurse.

You were met on the other side with a bustle of doctors and nurses running around, patients being pushed through the hallways; lots of machines were beeping, and you could hear a CODE BLUE down the hall.

“Please don’t be Rafael Please don’t be Rafael…” you closed your eyes and whispered, but were quickly interrupted.

“Excuse me sweetie, are you lost?” An older male doctor tapped your shoulder.

“Oh um-- yeah YES. I am,” you lied. This is what you did best, just roll with it.

“It’s my first day, and I got separated from my group. We were doing rounds, and I believe our next room was the ADA?”

“The ADA…?” The doctor started typing in his tablet, as if someone would add “The ADA of New York” in his patient notes.

“I think his name is Ralph something,” you lied; a nurse wouldn’t be all on the up and up of law people, would they?

“Ah. Rafael Barba. Oh you’re right, it says VIP PATIENT here. He must be something special,”

“He really is,” You sighed, causing the doctor to look at you funny.

“I mean, so I’ve heard,”

“Well it says here DO NOT DISTURB, so I don’t believe you were doing rounds in his room…” The doctor raised an eyebrow as he tilted the tablet towards you. You saw “ROOM 304” next to Rafael’s name.

“Oh, you know what you’re right! I think they said we were NOT rounding on him, y’know cuz he’s the ADA,” You gent;y rubbed your shoulder against his. “I must’ve gotten mixed up because of your beautiful blue eyes,” you batted your lashes, to which the elderly doctor happily ate up.

“Oh well, no harm no foul,” He smiled.

“Ok well I’m sure I can find them, thank you doctor!” you gave him the cheesiest smile and a wink, walking away quickly. You made it into an elevator right before it closed. Luckily, the only other person in it was “Another” nurse, who looked like she might pass out right there in the elevator; she paid you no mind.

You hit FLOOR 3 and rode up to the floor, practically jumping out of the elevator. You turned to see signs that pointed 300-320 left and 320-340 right. You went left, searching the numbers until you saw 304. You looked around to make sure no one had noticed you definitely did not belong there, and when the coast was clear you opened the door slowly and snuck in the room.

“Excuse me, can I help you?”

Fuck, you were caught. You were running multiple scenarios of lies in your head as you turned around, but to your relief it was the nurse who had given you the sticker.

“Ah, I see it worked,” she gestured to the sticker on your uniform.

“It did, thank you so much,” You thanked her softly, your eyes moving towards Rafael’s still unconscious body. You immediately grabbed a chair and pulled it up next to him, stroking his hair.

“Hey...baby I’m here,” You whispered, wondering whether he could hear you or not.

“It says here he coded three times in surgery, but he came back,” The nurse read his chart off her tablet.

“Why….why would I want to know that?” you asked almost angrily.

“...Patients have a lot to do with their own response and recovery,” she replied. “I was just implying he was fighting like hell for something,” she smiled, making you smile for the first time since Rafael had left you at your apartment. God, that moment had been so perfect; how did you get here from there?

“I’ll put a DO NOT DISTURB” sign on the door, no one will bother you,” The nurse put a hand on your shoulder as she started to walk out. “I think he’s going to be okay sweetie, I really do,”

“Thanks,” You gave her a small nod, and she was gone. Leaving just you and Rafael, alone.

“So...I’ve never seen a guy work so hard to get me alone,” You chuckled, calling back to the first conversation you had at Forlini's. That seemed like a lifetime ago now.

“Hey so, they caught Arianna and those guys,” you kept talking, praying he was listening. “I think they’re gonna go to jail for a LONG time,” you stroked his hair.

“So, y’know obviously that means I’m out a roommate. Probably an apartment too, I don’t really know what Arianna did about that. Surely she didn’t just get out of a six month lease in the middle of the night, she must have just thought they could abandon the apartment.

“So, if you know of any fancy mahogany couches that are open, let me know,” You tried joking again with a fake laugh, but it just turned into tears.

“I’m so sorry, Rafael,” you whispered. “I never intended for any of this to happen. I should have never even talked to you, I should have just admired you from afar and sniffed your scotch glasses in private like a fucking creep,” you laughed for real between your tears.

“I just--” you started to talk again, but you felt Rafael’s hand squeeze yours.

“....R-Rafa?”

Suddenly, Rafael started to thrash and choke, his breathing tube was still breathing for him.

“NURSE!!! NURSE!!” You jumped up and screamed down the hall; your lucky nurse came rushing in. She quickly pulled the tube out and after a few gasping breaths, Rafael finally calmed down. He was conscious, but his eyes were barely open.

“Welcome back, Mr. Barba,” The nurse smiled. “I think you gave this one quite the scare,” She nodded to you, to which Barba gave the weakest smile.

He tried to speak, but just scratchy gibberish came from his mouth. But his beautiful green eyes were more open and had their sparkle back.

“Your throat will be sore for a while,” The nurse informed him. “....But everything else seems to be doing good!” She checked all of Rafael’s stats on his machines, and the different tubes coming out of his body.

“I’ll be back later-- let you two, catch up,” She gave you both a knowing smile, then walked out the door.

“I...told...you,” he hoarsely croaked.

“What? You told me what?!” You asked him frantically, as if this was some kind of ominous threat.

“I’d….,” He cleared his throat as you grabbed a water bottle off a nearby table.

“I told you, I’d fight for you,” He said almost completely normally after taking a swig of the water.

“...Yeah, well-- I think that was a bit much, don’t you, counselor?” You raised an eyebrow, implying taking a bullet for someone after the first date is a bit melodramatic.

“I mean, here,” he pointed to the bed.

“W-What?” you blinked in confusion.

“I fought to come back,” he took your hand and kissed the back of it. “For you,”

“Why?” you blinked again, still in awe.

“Because you asked me to,” He smiled, taking his free hand and stroking your hair back as you had been doing while he was out.

“Y-You heard all of that?!” you gasped.

“Well, I thought I had hallucinated it until you just confirmed it for me,” He gave you a mischievous smile.

“Oh my god,” You blushed and hit him softly, forgetting about his tubes and shoulders. He winced in pain, and you immediately started to comfort him again.

“Oh my GOD, what is wrong with me?! Are you ok?”

“I’m fine, carino. And I’m not done yet either,” his words made you stop fiddling with the wires and look him straight in the eyes.

“....Done what?”

“Done loving you, dummy,” he shook his head as if to say “DUH.”

“Oh my god you DID hear all of it!” You put your hands over your face, your face turning red. Then you realized what he had actually said.

“WAIT...did you just say…?” your eyes bugged out of your head.

“I love you, Y/N.” he smiled sweetly, squeezing your hand.

“Really? Are you sure? Because we can just--” He shut you up by leaning over and kissing you.

“Since I saw you sniff my scotch glass,” He cut you off. “I thought ‘I’m gonna marry that weird girl one day’,”

“Whoa whoa whoa, slow down there mister,” You put your hands up. “I mean, you can almost die for me, but marriage? That seems a bit much,” You gave him a tongue-in-cheek smile.

“We’ll negotiate,” He smirked. “In the meantime…” He moved himself away on his bed, adjusting the wires to make a space. He patted it for you to get in.

“I...I don’t think these are made for two people, what if I break it?” You eyed the bed, trying to calculate the weight max.

“I’ll buy them another one,” he chuckled.

“Oh right, with your copious amounts of money,” you rolled your eyes with a smile.

“Yeah, better spending it on that then more ties,” he smirked.

“NO. Never stop buying ties!” You giggled, climbing into the bed with him. He adjusted the arm that wasn’t in a sling around you. You snuggled into him, and he placed a kiss on your forehead. The feeling was back; the safe and warm feeling

And you knew in your heart, you’d never feel helpless again.

#rafael barba #rafael barba x you #rafael barba x reader #rafael barba imagine #law and order special victims unit #law and order svu #law and order svu fanfiction

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redjennies · 3 years

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Ahhh okokok don't wanna add to the drama but.. But... It's honestly really unsettling how a minority of this fandom seem to ignore Jesters agency and choice in this. And this is coming from a widojest shipper. She gave clear, enthusiastic consent to the kiss and people are ignoring that, to bash the ship, and then they say fjord doesn't respect her???? Sorry I am just angry about it haha

god, it's so annoying. I feel so bad bc I never want normal ass people who ship Jester with Beau or Caleb to think I think you're all like that. like it's not my thing but hey, Fjord and Jester's allowed to be not your thing. (Beauyasha on the other hand is heaven sent and you are all legally required to ship it. :p) but hey there was a moment there where I thought W/J might be the direction they were heading in and like I'd be a little bummed but I wasn't gonna start harassing y'all or imply Jester was stupid for not choosing Fjordboy. but idk a handful of fandom crazies gotta make us all feel at each other's throats.

like what's crazy about it to me is that Jester literally does bicker with Fjord every time he does make her feel condescended to. like in Asarius, he asks her if she wants to sleep with him and she is livid. hell even after the hag, it's totally unintentional because he's simply confused as to how a cupcake could break Nott's curse and she lays into him about it. it's actually something I like about their relationship.

idk I actually recently started watching the Between the Sheets interviews with the cast and after watching Laura's, it's a little bothersome that anyone would paint Jester and Fjord's romance as Jester being too naive to realize Fjord doesn't really respect her and it's just some "princess and knight" story, which lmao, please if it's a romance trope it's obvious old hollywood screwball comedy vibes. like Laura obviously seems to care about making sure her characters (and not just the ones she creates but the ones she takes roles of for her job) aren't just some damsel in distress with no agency. like Laura's been around for awhile and I remember how the nerd scene used to be when she would've been starting out. like ffs, forget Jester. please give Laura Bailey some goddamn credit.

#asks #the drama

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kylorengarbagedump · 4 years

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Little Bird: Chapter 33 (NSFW)

Read on AO3. Part 32 here. Part 34 here.

Summary: A perfectly normal, innocent car ride goes perfectly normally and innocently.

Words: 4100

Warnings: unsafe driving

Characters: Kylo Ren x Handmaid!Reader

A/N: HELLO, hope you enjoyed this chapter. Honestly, we needed a break from the drama. Sometimes a girl just wants to have fun, and that girl is ME!

Wanted to let y'all know I was overwhelmingly flattered by the response to the previous chapter. I know I can't respond to every comment, but please know that I appreciate every single one, and feel so lucky and grateful for y'all.

Hope y'all are continuing to stay safe and healthy. Love y'all so very very much. Thank you thank you thank you. <3

The crack of thunder jolted you awake and you squealed, snapping into yourself. Underneath the sheets, you trembled into consciousness, awakening to a massive mattress that was devoid of any body but yours. You blinked, rolling for comfort, finding only the rustle of cold sheets, an endless valley of cotton around you. Rain tinkled the windows at the sides of the bed, steel morning sun pouring through the blinds and spilling over the hardwood.

The walls rumbled again with thunder, and you shivered, gathering the covers around you. Showers were one thing--but you’d never been particularly fond of storms. Swallowing, you glanced around the bedroom, spying light from the adjoining bathroom, running water muffled beyond the door.

“Kylo?” It was strange to call his name, to summon him in familiarity, as if he were a man you were bound to in domesticity and not, lawfully, in slavery.

All the same, the water stopped, and relief trickled over you. Shuffling beyond the door, and he stepped out, toweling himself dry, damp skin silvered in the dim light. The steam had reddened his pink lips, roused flush at his cheeks, and his hair clung in black tendrils to his face, his rounded ears poking through. A streak of warmth shot through you; Kylo Ren was destructive in his beauty, devastating in his power--but he’d never looked so… sweet.

He glanced over the room, ruffling his hair with the towel before meeting your eyes. There was no affection or concern inside of his gaze that you could identify. And he said nothing.

You blushed. “Um. I was--” Lightning flashed outside, and you flinched. “Was wondering where you were.” It was difficult to stop your attention from roaming his body, from settling between his legs. Just looking made your mouth water. “Good morning.”

Kylo stepped forward, deviance flickering across his face. “Poor little bird.” Husk edged his voice, and he drew closer. “Helpless without me.”

Lust thickened your throat, heated your neck. “I just get nervous during storms,” you said with a laugh. “I always have.”

“Hm.” He took another step, hooked the towel on the door, and meandered to the side of the bed. His cock twitched, swelling with blood as he watched you. “What else makes you nervous?”

“The dark.” You wet your lips, shifting toward him, focus dancing between his face and his growing erection. “You.”

He tilted his head, studying you, only feet from you, now. “Me.”

“Yes.” Your heart leapt, your thighs tensing. “You.”

Kylo loomed over you, growing harder with every passing second. “The way you’re looking at me might betray that.”

“Really?” More heat coursed through you, and you bit your lip. “And how am I looking at you?”

His face darkened with desire. “Like you want to take my cock in that dirty mouth.” Strong fingers gripped your chin, wagged your jaw. “Like you want to swallow my cum.”

“Christ.” Air caught in your throat, and you shuddered, staring into his blackening gaze. “Maybe I do.”

He huffed. “Of course you do.” He released you and patted your cheek. “Little whore.” Turning, he crossed to his dresser, even as his dick stood with need. “But we’re leaving.”

“Oh.” Crestfallen, you flopped against the mattress, skin tingling. “Now?”

He didn’t respond, having already started pulling on clothes. You sighed, rolling over, reaching for your dress in the ball of fabric by the side of the bed.

“Do you listen?” Kylo looked at you, somehow knowing what you were doing without having seen you. “I don’t want that on you. Again.”

You frowned, raising a brow. “What do you expect me to wear?” you asked. “You should be well aware that I don’t have anything else but my nightgown.”

Kylo considered you while he finished buttoning his trousers. Then, without a word, he turned and left, and you sat, confused, listening while he marched through the hall and down the steps.

A slow sigh escaped you, mind spinning with the realization that your Commander was fetching something from your room. For you. It churned your stomach, in reality, this veneer of--would you call it thoughtfulness?--over him, as if you’d be able to walk out of this home and function as a free woman. Your own personal agreement with him that your existence amounted to more still did nothing to soften the legal definition of your life. Even though the previous night still had your heart flooded with joy, time’s passing had wound new anxiety around your heart in anticipation for it to collapse and smother you like a peat moss ceiling.

When he returned, he brought your nightgown with him--and only that, neglecting to provide another pair of socks, underwear, or really anything else a woman might need. He offered it to you without pretense, and you took it, rationalizing that you’d only worn your underwear for approximately all of a couple hours the previous day, anyway. Both of you finished changing in silence, and when you were finished (bonnet included, obviously), you glanced down at yourself, recognizing that despite its modest silhouette, a bright, white, billowing dress still seemed too conspicuous outside the secrecy of his room.

Kylo held you in an empty stare, and then pulled a coat from his closet--long, black, hooded. You looked between him and the jacket, folding your arms over your chest, the anxiety curling tighter. His acknowledgement that you were not yet free tickled the terror buttons in your brain.

Despite this, you accepted it, pulled it on, and immediately drowned in it. It was almost comical, how big it was on you--you wagged your arms, letting the sleeves flop around, glancing at him with red cheeks. He observed you, expression flat, lingering there for longer than you expected before grabbing his own coat and shrugging it on. It concealed his shoulder holster and pistol, as always--but with the rain, it served its intended purpose for once.

There was no glance of agreement before Kylo Ren exited the room, leading, as always, with the assumption you would follow--and of course, you did.

It must have been early, since no one else in the home appeared to be awake. Another blink of lightning, grumble of thunder; you squeaked and quickened your pace, seeking comfort he appeared unwilling to offer. Outside, you flipped up your hood as you trotted to the Audi, squeaking again and hopping in when the sky flashed; before you even felt situated, Kylo started the car and pulled into the street.

The ride began in silence, as you’d expected--but you were content to watch him drive, mesmerized by the size of his hand on the stick shift, how long and large his fingers seemed, even out of gloves. Your thighs pressed together in reminder of your budding desire--in these untread waters of tentative see-saw equality, anything seemed possible. Anything up to and including getting your Commander to finger you while he drove. Anything up to and including sucking his cock and finally making him cum.

You shook the thoughts from your head. There was a more pressing matter on your mind.

“I was wondering,” you said, “if you’d already read my file, why did you ask for my name?” You looked at him. “You already knew it, didn’t you?”

Kylo blinked slowly, tongue pressing against the top of his palate. “Choice.”

You frowned. “Choice?”

“Your name was yours to give,” he replied. “Not mine to know.”

“If I hadn’t told you, would you still have used it?”

“If you hadn’t told me.” He adjusted his grip on the wheel. “You wouldn’t be in this car.”

You shifted in your seat. “What would you have done?”

He paused, eye twitching, and he stole a glance before refocusing on the road. “I don’t know.”

An ache spread in your chest--this intent to create choice when he’d inadvertently taken it from you, this attempt to offer you ownership of your own identity, this concession that your name was yours--somehow seemed more precious to you than his asking at all. Strange, how there could be such meaning attached to the typical foundation of any relationship, but Gilead had ravaged any former definition of intimacy. Between Handmaid and Commander, it was up to you to forge it on your own.

“So…” you said. “We’re kind of saying forget your Wife, then, huh?”

He didn’t respond.

“I mean that you seem to believe she won’t report us, or anything.”

Kylo exhaled through his nose. “She won’t.”

“You’re really sure of that.” To be fair, after your last couple interactions with her, you seemed convinced of that, too. You glanced out of the grey-veiled window. “I just don’t get why she hasn’t gotten rid of me yet.”

“The more quickly she cycles through Handmaids,” he said, “the less generously she is received.” A pause. “Dead Handmaids have a difficult time producing children.”

You swallowed. Supposably, that was true. Perhaps she’d become willing to let you and your Commander fuck as many times as needed until she got what she wanted. After all, you knew as well as anyone how inverse the relationship between desperation and the tolerance for misery could be. The both of you being gone in the early morning was another tick to her endurance meter.

“She’ll be mad when she wakes up, though.”

He huffed. “She can take it up with God.” His voice was low. “Or take it up with me.”

“Oh.” The acknowledgement of God seemed awkward, given everything you’d shucked together in the past twenty-four hours--you scanned him, more words lingering on your tongue, a desire to know. Anything seemed possible. Up to and including... “Do you think God exists?”

Despite what you considered to be commendable bravery in your question, Kylo Ren was silent. He shifted down, peeling onto a highway ramp, staring through the downpour.

“I don’t think he does.” You looked at your hands, then out the window. The skies were dark for miles. “Or, if he does, he doesn’t listen to me.”

“He exists.”

You blinked, seeking his gaze. “Oh?”

“If as nothing else but an idea. An existence in shared consciousness.” Kylo glimpsed you for a second. “That's existence.”

“It is.” Interesting how his power in shared consciousness had resulted in the complete upheaval of your entire life. “But it would be nice if he were around so he could tell people what he thinks.” You paused. “You know. If he could offer approval or disapproval.”

He paused, brow drawn in thought, throwing the stick forward and back as you cruised down the empty road. The absence was by design, you were sure--less chance of being questioned by anyone else, even if you were in the Lead Commander’s car. A twinge in your chest. Another reminder of your societal place.

“If a person feels conviction in what they believe, then the origin of that conviction matters little.” He paused. “We cannot ignore our destinies, regardless of who created them.”

That word destiny again, as if he were shackled to it in that same hopelessness with which you’d grown all too familiar.

“What is your destiny, Kylo?” You searched his face. “Better yet, what’s mine?”

The knot in his throat bobbed. His jaw tensed. “We’ll see.”

His reticence panged in your chest--you chewed your lip, heart thumping with what you were about to do. “Maybe they’re more similar than we know,” you murmured. “Maybe we get to find out together.” You reached out, placed your hand over his on the gearshift, thumb petting his thick knuckles.

Lightning cracked the sky, and hunger crashed over you, spurred by the connection of skin, leaving wildfires on your flesh. Your chin quivered, thighs forcing friction between them, and you gazed at Kylo. His pupils were dilating--you clenched. He felt it, too.

Pulling your lips in over your teeth, you scooted toward him, guiding your hand over his, tracing the valleys of his veins, the knobs of his joints, following the tendons that led to his fingers. Kylo was silent, stoic, watching the road, the only betrayal of his desire a soft swallow. You grinned, taking a single digit and drawing along the edge of his palm, up the side of his own finger and around the nail, trailing back toward his knuckles, caressing the sensitive tissue there. His chest swelled, grip tightening on the knob, and your cunt pulsed.

Emboldened, you slipped two fingers forward, skating over the tops of his, and loosely gathered his first two digits. You stilled and stroked them in a long, languid motion, grasp tightening as you slid up. Kylo’s breath hitched, and you stroked them again, gliding up and down, thumb dipping into the divot between them, skimming the pads of his fingers when you reached the top. When he sucked in air through his teeth, you whimpered, squirming in your seat.

“Naughty thing.” He was getting hard--you could see the tent forming between his legs. “You’re wet, aren’t you?”

You nodded, continuing to pump his fingers with your own. ”Yes.”

“Yes?”

Your cheeks burned. “Yes, Kylo.”

A short, sharp inhale. “You want my cock.” Said cock was now straining in an urgent bulge. “You need it.”

Swallowing your need, you nodded again. “Yes, Kylo,” you said. “I do.”

Kylo grit his teeth, and he glanced over you. “Fuck yourself.”

“W-what?” You throbbed with excitement.

“Lift up your skirt. Take off your underwear.” He drilled you with his gaze for a brief moment. “Spread your filthy little cunt, and fuck it.” Shifting forward in his seat, he adjusted his erection. “Make yourself cum, and I might let you suck me off,” he said. “Like you’ve wanted.”

Heat suffocated you. The thought of being able to wrap your lips around his dick made your stomach drop with greed. You didn’t need a second prompt--you released his fingers, popped your seatbelt and lifted your hips, sliding your underwear down and leaving it crumpled on the floorboard. Kylo’s eyes darted between you and the road as you eased back, gathered your skirt around your waist, and grazed the lips of your pussy.

“Oh.” Pleasure rippled through your thighs, your heartbeat thumping in your core. You sank into the seat while you teased yourself, glancing over your folds, face hot with the realization of how wet you already were. “Shit…”

“Good girl.” Lust laced his voice. “You wish I were touching you instead.”

You nodded, smoothing your hands over your inner thighs before brushing your cunt again, more demanding in its heat. “Yes.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I…” Whimpering, you peeled yourself open, coating your fingers in your slick. “I want your cock.”

“Mm.” Kylo palmed at himself through his trousers. “You want me in that tight pussy, don’t you?” His breath was shallow. “You want me stretching you open.”

“Yes.” You circled your clit, gasping at the gush of delight. “Fuck, yes…”

“Fuck.” He fumbled with his pants, pulling at himself until he’d released his long, hard cock--he fisted it with his right hand, his left still on the steering wheel, and his hips snapped into his grip. “I don’t think I asked you to stop talking.”

Heat scorched your blood. “I wish this was you.”

You positioned two digits at your pulsating entrance and sighed, head falling back when you pushed in, relishing the soft squeeze of your own walls. Arousal fogged your mind, imagining your core clenching around his cock, massaging and milking it as he thrust into you, how good it would feel to him--and you groaned, curling into yourself, two free fingers rubbing your clit. Kylo hissed in approval, painting pre-cum around the pink head of his dick, working himself in rhythm with your hand.

“Tell me how it feels,” he said. “Tell me how wet you are.”

You shuddered with embarrassment. “I…” The last time he’d been inside of you, it hadn’t been pleasant for either of you. He was looking for undeniable proof that you wanted him. “I’m… really wet for you.” The admission brought a flutter around your fingers, and you flicked your clit faster, panting with delight. “You’d love how it feels.”

He snuffed a moan. “I know I would.” He drew lines along his shaft, making it twitch in need before he gratified himself with slow, deep strokes. “Fuck--I’ve thought about that pussy every night… thought about fucking it.” His hand tightened, and he sucked a breath through his teeth. “Thought about making it cum.”

A blissful groan escaped, and you leaned into your seat, legs spreading wider--you crammed a third finger into your cunt as it thrummed around you, other hand swirling tight circles around your clit. Ecstasy flooded you, and your jaw dropped open, hips rolling, mimicking a reality where he was fucking you. Kylo grunted, focus torn between the highway and your unraveling rationality.

“That’s right,” he said. “Look at that. So shameless.” He growled, jerking his cock, breath quickening. “You want me to fuck you like you deserve to be fucked.”

“Oh?” You forced a half-smirk through your open mouth. “And how do I--ah--how do I deserve to be fucked, Kylo?”

“You deserve to be fucked like the nasty little slut you are.” He swallowed, smearing more precum down his length. “You deserve to have that cunt pounded so hard you forget how to breathe.”

“Jesus.” You were vibrating, now, heart skipping, one hand fast and slick on your clit, the other crooking and thrusting into your core, bliss engulfing you to near-drowning. Every pass on your nub made it twitch, made your walls tighten, made your legs shake with your rising orgasm. “Fuck, I wish you were in me,” you whispered, “I wish you could feel me clench like this around your cock…”

“Such a whore for me,” he groaned, pumping his dick. “Fucking yourself just to taste my cum.” The car wobbled for only a second. “You’re close, aren’t you?”

You nodded, whimpering and heaving as you stuffed your cunt full, stretched yourself wide, heat blossoming between your thighs.“Please, Kylo, please, please, let me cum for you, let me suck you off--”

“Earn my cock,” he snarled. “Cum like a good girl should.”

With a cry, you obeyed, every muscle below your waist convulsing with euphoria--you jerked, trembled, eyes squeezed tight as your pussy pulsed and spasmed on one hand, your other rubbing you to squealing. Then it broke, a wave over your flesh, and you gasped, thrown forward, your skin buzzing with the remnants of your climax. To your left, Kylo’s face was tight with restraint while you caught your breath.

“Good girl,” he purred, seizing your head. “Now take your reward.” Jaw tight, he shoved you toward his dick.

There was no argument there--you dropped your jaw and shifted onto your knees, humming as his hot, heavy length drove past your teeth and hit the back of your throat. He held you there, canting into your mouth, and you moaned, lids fluttering, his size straining your jaw, inspiring drool down your chin. You sealed your lips around his girth, hollowing out your cheeks, and sucked, his cock throbbing when you pressed your tongue against it.

God, just to have him in your mouth again was enough to grind your thighs together, sore clit swelling for more--groaning, you clutched his thigh for balance, bobbing your head, swallowing inch after inch with every dip of your neck. Saliva flooded your cheeks, mixing with the hint of pre-cum that glazed his cock, sweat already beading at your hairline.

“That’s it.” Kylo dug under your bonnet, gnarling your hair to halt you, adjusting you so he could plunge into your throat--you wailed, muffled by his length as he drove deeper and deeper. “That’s it--fuck--listen to you. You need me to fuck your pussy like this, don’t you?”

You couldn’t respond--he was slamming into your mouth. Tears brimmed your eyes, and you folded your lips around your teeth, sucking hard against him. He growled and ripped you from his length, holding you by your hair.

“Answer me when I ask you a question.”

“Yes,” you whined, shame searing your skin, “yes, I need you to--I need you to fuck my pussy like this.”

“Of course you do.” He sank into your throat again, hips snapping with fierce, angry strokes. “You’re a fucking whore.” The pulsing at your tongue became desperate, rapid--he was close. “You love my cock, you love having it inside of you--”

You moaned in assent, trying to breathe through your nose, writhing with the effort. Kylo choked, dropped his seat back, snagged your hair with both hands and pushed your nose to his base. His knee steadied the wheel while he watched you gag and wretch on him, watched spit dribble onto his skin. Seething with pleasure, his hips thrashed, and he yanked your head free, holding it still while he savagely fucked his fist.

“Beg for my cum.” His voice was ragged, he shuddered as he held off his peak. “Beg for it, bitch.”

You whined. “Please give me your cum, Kylo, please!”

“Fuck, yes,” he hissed, “fuck--”

A deep moan choked in his throat and he sputtered your name, his cock twitching as it shot jets of white cum onto your tongue and cheeks--the last load hit you in your closed eye, and you squeaked with faux-pain, recoiling.

Kylo released you, tucking himself away, and you sat, gathering his release from your face and eye. It was thick and viscous in your mouth--you hummed in happiness, swallowing it and giggling as you wiped at your sticky lid. Your Commander had sat forward, still chasing quiet breath, hand on the wheel while he observed you. While you cleaned the last of it from your face, thunder crackled, and you cowered, neck hot with embarrassment.

His gaze glimmered, lip twitching, and he sniffed. “Perhaps you could tell me what doesn’t frighten you.”

“Well, getting cum in my eye isn’t exactly a common occurrence for me,” you replied, pouting playfully.

A tiny smirk twisted his mouth. “Would you like it to be?”

You couldn’t help yourself; you laughed, smacked his shoulder. “You’re nasty!”

“Mm.” He reached over, thumbed an errant glob from your cheek, and swallowed it. “Very.”

You giggled again--in that moment, your eyes met--and the air, the rain, the passing seconds all paused, paralyzed by a breathless, infinite inevitability, something so impossibly imminent, it felt almost like fate.

Like destiny.

Kylo shattered the stare, attention back on the road.

It was as if he’d plucked your heart from your chest and set it on fire--a fire that would smolder and glow in your blood, keeping you warm through the night. A long, shaky sigh left you, and after pulling your underwear back on, you rested your head on the window, watching the watery world wave past, wondering if choice and destiny could exist simultaneously, and wondering, if not, which one had possessed you.

“Are we there yet?” There was a lilt of sarcasm in your voice.

But he only glimpsed you for a second, and did not respond.

The highway stretched for longer than you anticipated--and only one or two other cars passed by on the road--until Kylo shifted into an exit lane, taking a winding ramp down along the edge of a forested area. He coasted through the receiving lane and turned down the road, tossing the car into a high gear as he accelerated through streaming puddles.

It took a couple more turns before he slowed, decelerating with the gearshift to avoid hydroplaning with the brakes, and turned through a grand, broken gate, drifting down an untended path.

Small hills rolled out around you, the landscape consumed by neglect. Foliage had eaten the trees, monuments stained and forgotten. It was only after staring into the wild green valleys that you realized there were hundreds of monuments, which seemed strange, almost indulgent. There were thousands, even, all stone-marble-grey-white, all etched with intention, decorated in lost memory. Then it smacked you: they weren’t monuments. Anxiety streaked through your veins, your mouth dropped dry, chest crushed with dread.

Whatever Kylo Ren was showing you, he’d taken you to a cemetery.

#kylo ren smut #kylo ren x reader #kylo x reader #kylo ren imagine #kylo ren #little bird #handmaid au #fanfiction problems #road head babey!!!!!#he's a good driver it's fine

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lihikainanea · 3 years

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I may or may not have panicked a little and got really fucking angry on twitter because a fifteen yo girl said kinkshaming is okay and like forty thousand people agreed with it even a friend of mine

Like, girl, I get it, when it's done in public it's uncomfortable and the people watching haven't consented on it but why y'all shaming people that like being spanked????

UGH shit like this pisses me off so much. It’s one thing to not be into a kink--I have a few that I’m not so down with--but it’s a whole other bullshit thing to actually start kink shaming people.

Look man, sex is already a taboo enough topic when it shouldn’t be. People are already shy about the things they like. There’s this bullshit culture around female sexual desire that has girls and women learning how to please a partner before ever learning how to please themselves, and there’s also this condescending, derogatory attitude around women’s sexuality and desire to begin with. Whether or not you love or hate the Fifty Shades of Grey books and some of the more obvious potential harmful narratives in there about dom/sub dynamics, one thing I will NEVER stand for is a man tearing down those series of books. No. NO. Do not come for me on this one, because somehow women’s sexuality is always fucking looked down upon and mocked. Those books served a purpose, and to shame women for feeling their own desires or fantasizing about other desires? Boy, I will take you down. It’s the exact same narrative of why people are attacking the WAP song--women need to hear about sexuality and sexual desires from other women. And shit, hands down, black women need to hear about women’s sexuality and sexual desires FROM OTHER BLACK WOMEN.

NORMALIZE THIS FUCKING NARRATIVE. Our bodies are not solely for babies. Our bodies are not solely for pleasure. Our bodies are not solely for pleasing others. Our bodies can be ours, and can be for our own extreme pleasure too.

In any case, I agree that public stuff can get tricky because I have been on the unconsenting VIEWING sign of it and it uh, was mildly traumatizing.

I hope this 15 year old girl realizes the centuries of misogyny that may or may not be forming her opinion. In the same way I would go around when I was 15 and brag about how I’m only friends with boys, girls have way too much drama. Misogyny is so engrained in our culture and in our minds, it’s taught to us so young--that as women and as girls, we can’t even identify it in ourselves.

Sex is complicated enough, it doesn’t need another layer to it. If it’s consensual and it’s legal--my dudes, get diddled however you like.

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my-arlington-academia · 5 years

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I'm super late and sorry for ruining the good mood after the awesome new sprites reveal! Note: some of this was written before the reveal and some after

(It turned out so long, longer than my school essays and I might've made some wording/formulation mistakes so sorry again.)

Hey so I kind of really have a deep hatred for drama but at the same time I want to talk about what ""happend"" recently because a big part of it seems a bit like BS to me.

(I'm on the SE developers' side btw so if I say something that might offend you I think it's best not to read)

Okay, basically there was some writing for the original chapter 7 "leaked" by a person who was on the team but left months ago and while it didn't seem like that big of a deal at first after hearing both sides of the story I have a bit of a clearer image. So what's written there is what chapter 7 was supposed to be like however it's clear now that the current chapter 7 will have nothing to do with this. Buuut there's a problem there, not going into the whole contract thing (yet) I'd like to say that it doesn't make sense from Cecile's side to call this JUST a fanfiction.

Normally it wouldn't be a problem but what's written there was at some point supposed to be canon, right? This writing is coming from someone who has an insider's perspective unlike us, "outsiders" who were never on the team and have no idea about how the plot is/was supposed to go. A fanfic is, may I quote, "fiction written by a fan of, and featuring characters from, a particular TV series, film, etc." Thus the whole contract thing doesn't matter in that statement since the person/people who wrote this aren't fans, they're people who were on the SE development team.

And so I read the thing (ngl, it was mainly because I was really curious and wanted to see what it was all about) and tbh I can understand Serena's annoyance towards it. I mean, it contains some info on the characters. Info we've never heard of before (and I'm not gonna talk about it just in case some people decided not to read it because I respect that) while most of those were just small glimpses into their personalities/hobbies/background and it didn't seem like there was anything plot heavy, or nothing that I've noticed is supposed to be important for later, it still doesn't change the fact that these informations are canon, right?

I suppose Serena must've read it at some point and approved the writing though that's just speculation on my part.

So long story short, what was posted isn't really a fanfic but more like the plot of an old chapter that got either delayed to a later chapter or like... completed deleted since they left the team and the layout of the chapter is now out to the public so I highly doubt Serena is gonna post something similar to this, or at least if she's still planning on making a Halloween chapter then maybe she'll change how the story was supposed to play out?

Tbh I feel like it would've been smarter to ask first if they can publish the copy of the chapter instead of making a big ruckus out of it. This could've been easily avoided but then again I don't know if they left the team on good terms, not that this part is any of my business though.

Anyway, so then we have the whole "she didn't give us a contract to sign" argument which is... uh, I mean, what did you expect?

SE development started back in 2015 correct? So it's been around 4 years and we're only on chapter 6. Why? Because making the game isn't their full time job and they made that clear multiple times in the past. Besides, correct me if I'm wrong, but 4 years ago wasn't Serena like in her late teens/early twenties or something? I know it might seem cheap to pull out the legendary "she was young" argument but tbh I'm in high school and never have I imagined or taken seriously the thought of making an indie game. If like, next month I decided to do it and found some people who are down for making some assets for the game then a legal contract would literally be the last thing I would think about.

Besides it's not like Serena has ever been secretive about the things she thought were necessary to tell the fandom, or at least I don't get the feeling that she has. Do y'all really imagine her being like "muhahaha! I'm not gonna make a contract with them so I can freely use their work!" ???

The thing with a contract is that it's not only good for the employees but also for the employer if the workers ever do something that they weren't supposed to (like now). And she's not planning on taking "legal" action anyway because like she said, nothing good will come out of it and she technically doesn't have a "right" to do so.

And let's just be realistic here for a second, okay? Like do you guys really think that they're earning a whole lot thanks to sweet elite? There's barely 18k accounts on the site and I'm pretty sure that most of those are doubles or triples in order to go through different routes. Also, we don't know how much of those accounts belong to active players on the game. There's many people out there who play like the first 2 chapters and never touch the game again because they'd rather watch a let's play or they dropped the game. And amongst the people who do play sweet elite regularly (as in, they log in everyday and play the new chapter when it's out) how many people is there who have ever paid for energy? The thing is that the game is still in it's early stages, there's not many chapters yet so it's easy to catch up quickly and tbh their energy system is pretty generous. You receive 5 points per day but you can also use coins to exchange them for energy (which is what most people do in order to catch up).

So point is, I'm pretty sure they don't gain a lot of money out of it and almost all of the work they do, they do it for free in their free time because they like making the game.

So I dunno, it might be pretty shitty of me and naive to think about it in this way but tbh I feel like it was kind of obnoxious of them to just, y'know. Leave because "there's no contract and we're not making any money out of this" then come back months later to post something that we weren't supposed to see and complain about the fact that their writing and sprites are getting used in chapter 6. Like?? I think it's quite clear that the team is planning on replacing all of the sprites and as for the writing what do you expect them to do? Go through every single chapter again and add words to each sentence, replace some words with synonyms and reformulate everything so it can't be considered your writing anymore? That's kinda dumb and a waste of time.

Could've they replaced all the old illustrations first and then posted the episode? Yes but how much time would it have taken? They'd have to make the new artists overwork and they don't have a way to pay them much all at once. Sweet Elite will be around 50 chapters and it's an episodic type of game in which assets get replaced and added as time goes on because if they did everything in one go then there would be almost no time to update the story.

I can't even pretend to understand because quite frankly I'm not an artist, but I CAN at least understand the feeling of wanting to be reconized for the things I do and for the work I put into things. Who wouldn't?

Plus, to be fair I don't think that there's any shame in wanting to be paid for a job but is making Sweet Elite a job? Not completely. Not yet at least. Right now it's more of a part time job/hobby and it's totally okay to quit when you don't feel like working on it anymore. However if the money and the compensation aspect of making it was so important then wouldn't it have been better to say "Sorry, but I refuse to work on this until I sign a contract" right off the bat rather than feeling like you're not appreciated enough and complain about it months later like a really salty potato chip?

Not making a contract, while being a mistake on Serena's part, she never tried to pretend it wasn't. In fact she affirms that she has made many errors and again, like I said earlier a contract is beneficial to both the employees AND the employer so had she been more careful it wouldn't have played out this way. We don't even know the circumstances and her point of view of that whole contract thing, maybe she just thought that it would be better to not make one in order to keep the workers free to leave in any given moment because she knew that she wouldn't be able to pay them enough?

I saw some people in the tags being like "look guys, this is why I don't support sweet elite anymore and why you shouldn't too!" Which is tbh a pretty simple minded way of looking at it. I guess we, as the pitiful hoomans we are, we're more inclined on taking the side of the "weakest" group which means the people who left the team because there was apparently some ""injustice"" but the more I look into it and the more it seems like it was a big misunderstanding.

Dulcet games is so new do you expect to get paid hundreds/thousands for an indie game with a small following in which even the "boss" isn't getting any/much money out of it? Oh, and there's also some being super vocal about leaving because "Cecile's art was the only thing keeping me from leaving" which... lmao. Take it in a humorous tone please but It's like a customer in Walmart saying that they won't come back again because the fancy red t-shirts from the clothing section are gone. Idk man. You can say whatever you want about the team behind SE but I still stand by the belief that it's a great game with good writing and progressive characters. And all the things Serena did so far seem like pretty logical courses of action especially in this situation or am I wrong? Is Serena secretly evil guys? Were we fooled all along.,.,,..,

(Sorry this post started out so serious and ended so stupid, I'm just unable of writing about really seriousssss topics. Serious with 5 Ss because it's so seriousssss. Also did you notice that this whole thing is obvious and dumb if you think about it for longer than 1 minute? The moment someone says they don't get paid for something everyone flips over but the true question is, did they have the means of paying you at that time? Everybody is so quick to jump on Serena's throat without thinking and it's kinda sad. We're so superficial, like if money is mentionned ONCE in a drama suddenly everyone ascends to their most sensitive state of bitterness. As far as we know Serena never forced anyone to stay on the team and it's no secret that she doesn't get much money ESPECIALLY for an indie game company. It doesn't seem like they didn't want to pay them but more like they couldn't afford to at that time and everything wasn't set up in place yet.)

#sweet elite #se #soooo loonnng #I'm pretty sure many will skip this because it's super long and useless drama #and actually you're right #please skip this if you don't care about the quote unquote drama #if you did read this though could you feel the sheer amount of pent up anger in this?#I tend to back away from conflict but this one is important to me #like why y'all always trying to take every single good thing down for one mistake?#so people aren't allowed to be human now?#I'm really opinionated about this so I'm kind of surprised at myself rn #because usually I'm a wuss like #confrontation?!?!#standing up for my beliefs?!#too stressful #too hard

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therpmemes · 7 years

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bare: a pop opera → lyrics starters (1/2)

act 1 / act 2

slightly edited in some cases to work for rp purposes. feel free to change phrasing or pronouns to fit your muse(s)! *Some of those are nsfw

❝ I can fix you if you'd like to try. ❞

❝ What's wrong with you? ❞

❝ I've hid it all so well, tell me how you know. ❞

❝ You're a Catholic; rules are not suggestions. ❞

❝ Why can't you obey? ❞

❝ Scorned, reviled, waste of a child! ❞

❝ You know, if you keep this up, you're going straight to hell. ❞

❝ Despite the best efforts of a single mother, a child can still go horribly, horribly wrong.❞

❝ For his eighth birthday, _____ asked for an Easy Bake Oven. His father asked for a divorce. ❞

❝ The signs were everywhere, we were practically tripping over them. ❞

❝ Hey little boy would you like a ride, a lollipop, a puppy? ❞

❝ My mom said to never talk to strangers. ❞

❝ So a kiss is out of the question then? ❞

❝ So are we damned? ❞

❝ Did you lose my number? ❞

❝ This is all just a game. ❞

❝ Tell me why I should trust you when the girls all lust to touch you. ❞

❝ You're cute, and it's tough to argue with a hard-on. ❞

❝ We'll shut off the lights... and cuddle in bed... and see how far we get. ❞

❝ Is that supposed to shut me up? ❞

❝ Everything’s an act, when you’re pleasing everyone. ❞

❝ A war with such casualties, all played out behind a smiling face. ❞

❝ God I need your guidance. Tell me what it means. ❞

❝ When we’re alone it all somehow makes sense. ❞

❝ You learn to play the straight man, your lines become routine. ❞

❝ Am I a savior or a phase? ❞

❝ One day he’ll realize that these feelings aren’t going away. ❞

❝ I think I’ve seen all I can stand to see. ❞

❝ Girl, what is wrong with you? ❞

❝ What made you change your mind? ❞

❝ Remember back when all we needed was beer? ❞

❝ I said no drama, or you’re gonna need a nurse. Got it? ❞

❝ You don’t know me. ❞

❝ You know I’d love you either way, but I love you more now! ❞

❝ There's a thin girl inside her with twelve of her friends. ❞

❝ I'm a caution for the vain. Mothers say 'Well, dear there's fat, then there's _____.'.❞

❝ Plain Jane fat ass! ❞

❝ Why are you so hard on yourself? ❞

❝ Why are you such an over achiever? ❞

❝ It's just that I know you'd be happier-- ❞

❝ I didn't spend thousand of dollars on private golf lessons so you could quit the team sophomore year. ❞

❝ We just want you to be happy. ❞

❝ Why can't the fat girl play Juliet? ❞

❝ Hurt me? You can't- I have mounds of thick skin. ❞

❝ Someday, I have a hunch, that I'll eat them for breakfast and shit them for lunch.❞

❝ Here's your/my birthday cheque - financial proof that dad loves you/me. ❞

❝ Conversation? I'm don't think I've ever had one of those with Dad. ❞

❝ Mom’s busy exhausting her kindness on strangers. ❞

❝ Conversation? I'm don't think I've ever had one of those with Dad. ❞

❝ Could we/I have been raised by two warmer people? ❞

❝ I am so sorry, this day just sneaks up on me every year. ❞

❝ You know I rely on your mother to remind me of these things. ❞

❝ I struck out, we lost the game and he made me walk home alone from the little league park. ❞

❝ They’d never understand. ❞

❝ There’s more than one way to feel alive. ❞

❝ Boys and girls our show today is brought to you by the letters ‘G’ and ‘K’. ❞

❝ G and K fool! They’re both intense. They enhance your X experience! ❞

❝ Take too much and beware the hole. ❞

❝ The Hole is a lonely prison. Echoed words and tunnel vision. ❞

❝ I don’t think you’re going to be wearing that for long. ❞

❝ Fucking go already. ❞

❝ Don’t touch anything. ❞

❝ All my friends are gone and once again I find myself alone. ❞

❝ Who, me, sad? ❞

❝ Slim down dear, things will change. After all you’ve such a pretty face. ❞

❝ Pain adores me. ❞

❝ God ignores me. ❞

❝ She's alright, she's just...fallin' out. I'll take her outside. ❞

❝ I said I need some air. ❞

❝ I know this world can have a place for us. ❞

❝ The whispered words when we're alone at night... I want to hear them in the morning light.❞

❝ I want to be with you, I think it's time that we end our best kept secret. ❞

❝ Just look around us! No one seems to care. ❞

❝ You have to give the world a chance-- ❞

❝ You're such a coward! ❞

❝ You know we can't go on forever this way. ❞

❝ All this 'forever'... Can't you live for today? ❞

❝ We/I have no need for forgiveness, because our/my shit's none of his business.❞

❝ I got so high I fainted. ❞

❝ Sometimes I don't recycle. ❞

❝ I finally nailed my girlfriend. ❞

❝ I took some extra Nyquil. ❞

❝ It's a poor man's therapy session. ❞

❝ I don't think God intended Confession to be scary. ❞

❝ Can the church be wrong? ❞

❝ Can a sin be right? ❞

❝ If something that you feel goes against the law, what do you do? ❞

❝ Questions of doctrine are best left to greater minds than yours. ❞

❝ There's bad, and then there's whatever y'all are doing. ❞

❝ Have mercy! Go practice somewhere I can't hear you. ❞

❝ Bathroom stalls don't lie! She's good with her hands! ❞

❝ Don't mind me. I'm just watching. ❞

❝ _____ made some brownies, they’re dope! Dig in! ❞

❝ I might have to crash here tonight, there’s no way I’m going to make it home.❞

❝ Guess who’s horny? ❞

❝ Your mother was a hooker and your father was a dick. ❞

❝ Happy birthday, bitch! ❞

❝ Stupid fucking bitch! ❞

❝ You do know those are pot brownies right? ❞

❝ I spent the whole party just waiting for us to be alone. ❞

❝ Perhaps you haven't noticed how I stare. ❞

❝ Are you scared? ❞

❝ Why should I be frightened? ❞

❝ I've wanted to kiss you for so long. ❞

❝ You're wasted and this is wrong. ❞

❝ Do I see some life stirring in your jeans? ❞

❝ Did you make a birthday wish? ❞

❝ I don't think that's legal here. ❞

❝ Don't you want to kiss me? ❞

❝ Don't you want me just like I want you? ❞

❝ Okay, one kiss. ❞

❝ How come life is so unfair? ❞

❝ Do you know what it’s like to be afraid? ❞

❝ I wish I knew that someone out there cared. ❞

❝ It sucks to be ignored. ❞

❝ I always fight to do what’s right, and this is my reward. ❞

❝ They said things would get better but I guess…they lied. ❞

❝ I’m going to bed. ❞

❝ Watch your mouth! ❞

❝ I may be a virgin but I ain’t new to the game. ❞

❝ I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that. ❞

❝ Do you know how tired I am of that prayer? ❞

❝ There’s a phone call that’s now overdue to your mother. ❞

❝ Come out when you’re ready. ❞

❝ I need to tell my mom about us. ❞

❝ I need to tell her, I need for her to know. And I need you there when I do it. ❞

❝ Maybe I just ask them for a leave of absence while I deal with a sexual identity crisis!❞

❝ Maybe my dad will just beat the shit out of me and disown me. ❞

❝ I can’t deal with this anymore, I have to talk about it. ❞

❝ This...us...whatever...it needs to stop. ❞

❝ Is it so easy to leave? Hmm? ❞

❝ Where is the boy who said I was his soul mate? ❞

❝ So much for our ever after. ❞

❝ I guess it was lost in the talk of a straight-acting coward. ❞

❝ Who are you to go and blame this all on me? ❞

❝ You're the one who went ahead and changed the rules. ❞

❝ It’s time to wake up, _____! ❞

❝ Not all tales have happy endings. ❞

❝ There's no such thing as heroes that are queer. ❞

❝ Promise you won't say anything to anyone. ❞

❝ I just didn't want to take off without apologizing for the way I acted at the party. ❞

❝ I was wasted, I didn't mean to throw myself at you. ❞

❝ I meant all those things I told you. ❞

❝ My feelings for you are real and I... just know I wouldn't lie. ❞

❝ You want me to kiss you, don't you? ❞

❝ Kiss you is what I'm supposed to do... ❞

❝ If you like me, kiss me. ❞

❝ Lie with me. ❞

❝ I'm trying to fit in. ❞

❝ Hold me, don’t let go. ❞

❝ God, you have such pretty eyes. ❞

❝ I'm not letting go of what we had. ❞

❝ I will find you. ❞

#rp meme #rp starters #roleplay starters #roleplay meme #ask meme #drugs cw #body image #source: theater

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pidgezero-one · 7 years

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saving y'all another tweetstorm about sm rando tourney shenanigans

context: in top 8 losers' bracket matches of the super metroid randomizer tournament, cfb vs zoast mutually agreed to do 100% instead of any%, and then cfb and foosda visited all save points. chat was not pleased. cfb posted this compilation of screenshots from the second match, see for yourself: https://twitter.com/CruelFancyBaron/status/927751861016367104

my thoughts on the situation: what the fuck is there to be mad about? cfb, zoast, and foosda are all extremely talented players. there is no money on the line in this tournament and viewers have no material investment in it. it is just a tournament that will end up having a winner.

i used to be a tournament organizer in the competitive smash bros community. smash bros is divided up into sects: melee and smash 4 are the "esports" titles with enormous viewerbases, sponsorships, and decent money on the line, and professionalism is expected to some extent. professionalism includes consistency in player effort and ruleset administration. this means that "hard" rule violations like changing set rules (such as the old tradition of "gentleman's rule" where both players agree to play on a banned stage) and "soft" playstyle deviations (like a top player using a character they don't seriously train with) are discouraged and bound to start a tidal wave of drama and accusations of bracket sabotage. 64, brawl, and project M are smaller and more tight knit, and while these communities do try to keep up professional practice, there is less lashback when something spontaneous occurs.

i can think of a few examples of this difference: a few years back, hungrybox and mew2king were in grand finals at a tournament (I think it was MLG?). hungrybox had a wide match lead, and m2k decided to go puff and ditto him. puff is by no means m2k's strongest character and he likely was not expecting to win the ditto vs the best puff in the world. most likely they did this for fun. some ppl were livid with this decision and wanted m2k to finish the set playing one of his mains instead, although the result most likely would have been the same.

contrast this to smash 64: isai, one of the most talented and historically significant players of all time, is known for just doing what he wants to do. this means that we've seen many a top 4 set with players like himself, superboomfan, and tacos doing DK dittos instead of using top tiers. for the most part, nobody who actually plays 64 gives a shit when this happens. they're obviously just doing it for fun, and we're having fun watching them have fun. ppl who aren't invested in the community are irked especially when isai isn't going his "full potential" with a top tier, but he doesn't feel like doing that.

and IMO that's what's most important. isai, boomfan, tacos, and mew2king are not breaking rules by choosing characters in top bracket for fun. it's a video game, it's supposed to be fun! at the top level these players are at, it's not unreasonable to think that perhaps viewers can enjoy what the players are doing and especially the fact that the players are putting their hearts into it.

what cfb, zoast, and foosda did IMO is closer to this than it is to an actual ruleset change like gentleman's stage select would be. any of them could have violated the stipulation at any time, but they chose not to, because they wanted to do something spontaneous and have fun. these 3 players are incredibly fucking good at sm and sm rando and their modified matches were entertaining, but this evidently was not what some players wanted to see, i guess.

i'm personally not down with viewers being mad about that. imo a tournament with nothing on the line should be primarily about the players. i don't like that ppl can't derive enjoyment from players doing silly on-the-fly things like this. back when smash was grassroots we lived for that stuff. it was fun for everyone playing and watching. many speedrunners feel this way about these matches as well.

that attitude seems to have changed with the popularity of livestreaming having exploded the way it has. there's no hiding that sm and alttp randomizer have exploded outside the confines of the speedrunning community, and are popular now even with people who don't speedrun at all as well as mainstream twitch viewers. mainstream twitch viewers want esports. that's not necessarily a bad thing, but it also demands seriousness that isn't always fair to expect of players who join events for fun. i see this as analogous to ppl being upset about 64 players doing DK dittos just like being upset with m2k and hbox's puff dittoing, it's a whole lot of mad for no reason. speedgaming's other content primarily attracts speedrun enthusiasts and shenanigans are not a problem for anyone in those streams.

there's another perspective to consider outside of players vs viewers, though: straevaras, the tournament organizer, was also not pleased, and posted his thoughts here:

https://pastebin.com/HeFZxE4Q

i definitely do agree with his sentiments that doing things just to piss off viewers is in poor taste, but i'm also pretty sure these 3 jokers would have done these altered matches regardless of whether or not chat hated it. i'm also very sympathetic to his frustrations in later tweets about having to deal with chat being shitty about it. when things don't go as expected in an event, it almost always falls down on the TO ultimately moreso than it does on the players, and few ppl really stop to think about that perspective. i've definitely been there.

i don't agree that the runners in question necessarily violated the integrity of the tournament, though. as a TO you have to be prepared to expect some of your players to mess around in their sets. bracket upsets happen all the time when a player goofs off. that's just part of the package that comes with being a TO, you will never get all of your hundred or whatever entrants to all want the same objective. that's something you're more likely to get out of running an invitational. some of these players joined because they think the game is fun and aren't invested in the outcome. you could argue that that's not the point of the tournament, but it'd be impossible to mandate runners not to get X number of items or not to visit Y number of rooms. TOs can always make a DQ call based on suspicion of collusion in these instances, but that's not something that should be considered in an event that does not have anything on the line. you could also argue that it's disrespectful to the eliminated entrants who really did want to do well, but the only thing you can really say about that is to make better plays next time so you can be the one to turn down the offer to do whatever stipulation in your match next time.

i got shit for years for allowing my tournament attendees to play on hyrule castle, but i kept it legal because my players wanted it. the viewers didn't and they would complain, but that mattered less to me than my attendees having fun. most viewers who had actually run tournaments before saw no issue with my reasoning, and that's important. i see speedrunning as on this level right now, players should be able to do things for fun and it's sad that viewers don't get enjoyment out of that bc they've been spoiled by a very very different culture of gaming. speedrunning at the end of the day should be for fun, so either have something on the line or just let the speedrunners have fun...

just my IMO

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dreamer-misdemeanor · 7 years

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🌠 a kind statement to antis and maxvid shippers alike 🌠

first, before you scroll past this, I'd like you to read this first statement please 🍓

my intention is not drama at all. I am a peace loving hippie and I want us all to coexist and be one big happy camp Campbell family. please please take time to read some important things that have come up to me. I don't intent to be rude at all, I just want everyone to be aware of this for their own safety.

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henlo my name is neil and I'm ready to talk to y'all about government. government? you may ask yourself. yep, government.

now, how the heck does government correspond to people who are hateful towards people with unhealthy ships? well, sit on down and let me explain it to you.

I've been in the camp camp fandom since before the show came out - and right off the bat I was a maxvid shipper. gross, right? I'm not proud of it myself either. i have watched as the fandom grew and... surprisingly, so much hate has been going down?

I've seen several posts about "antis" calling maxvid shippers pedophiles.... yikes....

did you all know, that, technically, by stating that maxvid shippers are "pedophiles", you are preforming a civil wrong?

how the heck can that be considered a civil wrong, you might ask? good question my dear. it's actually because you are preforming a kind of defamation called libel.

a defamation, in layman's terms, is any words that are harmful, untrue, and destroying of someone's reputation - libel is just those words, but written.

"how can I be destroying someone's reputation when they're clearly into adults and kids romantic relationships?" this crossed my mind too, of course...

the reason it's considered defamation is because we are not active pedophiles.

here's some reasons as to why I believe this:

several maxvid shippers in this community are (legally) children themselves.

most, if not all of us, have never touched a real life child before sexually

most, if not all of us, are disgusted by the world's community of active pedophiles and sex rings

all of us may sexualize fictional children, but most, if not all, would be appalled at the thought of such a thing in real life.

most, if not all of us, are using maxvid and other unhealthy relationships with a way of coping.

(the reason I'm saying "most, if not all of us" is because I'm just one simple mortal mind, and cannot speak for everyone in this community.)

"what reputation is there to destroy though?" great question my young friend.

just because we have unhealthy ships, doesn't make us bad people. sure, we have an unhealthy hobby or trait, but that doesn't mean that we're terrible because we have one taboo trait.

I can assure you, that no "antis" are perfect either. just because a child picks his boogers doesn't make him a terrible person, ya know? just because a man browses Facebook while doing his job doesn't make him a bad guy? these are traits that can affect people negatively (a disgusted mother or an unhappy boss) doesn't mean theyre terrible people?

so, I guess all I'm saying, is just... think twice before u say nasty stuff, because in theory, we could sue you for defamation LOL

(I'm joking of course)

but seriously guys just... avoid stuff you don't like please.

#maxvid #ship positivity #maxvid positivity #cc maxvid #david x max #max x david #mavid #cc mavid

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weloseeveryweek · 7 years

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my football day

Jersey on, scarf above head and singing the football anthem at the top of the lungs with thousands of fans in the stadium. Nope. That is not really how my football day looks like. My football day or should I say football routine can sometimes start way earlier before the kick off day. It usually starts by searching for information of the fixtures and me with zero experience of playing football trying to be a football pundit. Time zone apparently a bigger enemy than the opponent as games can go from 10pm to wee hours. Being eight hours earlier than GMT which means dates posted in websites are confusing as hell. It can sometimes post a problem such as waking up at 2am just to find out that the game is on the next day. Yup. True story. But that did not stop a passionate fan from watching the beautiful game. Like all other Asian fans, I can assure you that we are probably the most passionate bunch of footie fans. I bet most of y'all from the west never had the problem of watching games at odd hours but we suffer this problem week in week out. The torturing of time zone is real but we still do it for football. And that is what I call dedication.

Sometimes the local radio station would pump us up as early as Thursday or Friday for the big matches but otherwise Saturday mornings are the start of the routine. Confidence can range from super confident to nail biting, depending on the opponent. As the game draws closer, the confidence level will go down from ‘We got this!’, 'I think we will win.’, 'Please win this, I beg you!’ to 'You better win this game or I will burn this merchandise!’. But thankfully the burn tally is still zero until this date thanks to my cheapskate self that never allow me to do so. Couple of hours before the game, it is the social media time. It is not much of gathering useful information of the game but mostly about stalking player’s Instagram and having playful bantering with friends. When the staring line up comes out, the football pundit in me begins to work again. If the line up consist of players perform constantly well throughout the season, the confidence level will rise like a firework. If it is someone that has been doing badly for the last two games, I will freak out and question the abilities of the coach.

The football routine is slightly different depending on who’s game I am watching and how big the game is. I don’t really have a fixed routine or ritual as I was never a superstitious person. But there are a few things that I enjoy doing just for the sake of it. I like to have an Auntie Anne’s pretzel before a German football game or some cookies from Mark and Spencer during an English game. I would drink beer during Premier League games too. But don’t worry, I’m over the legal drinking age. Otherwise I am fine with whatever snacks that I manage to salvage from the fridge. My team does not score more because of me snacking on specific items but I still do it anyway. Most of the time I just wear the same colours as the club jersey just to represent my team. Sometimes if I forgot it was match day until an hour before kick off, I just continue wearing whatever I already have but the very least, I will make sure I am NOT wearing the opposition’s colour. For big games, I would wear jerseys if I have them. They don’t bear any names at the back because putting a name on an overpriced T shirt is like getting a tattoo. You only have that one chance and the result is permanent. I love too many players and I feel that I would regret if I pick one. I will either feel bad for my other boys that I ignored or I would feel sick starring at a person’s name that I no longer like. Anyway, I have to be fair to everyone. Some would suggest putting our own name but that to me just seem too self indulgent and I don’t really want strangers to know my name. Truth to be told I only have National Team jerseys where I wear them during big games. I have still yet to own a club jersey as I am still not sure if spending on 50 pounds on a Standard Chartered T shirt is worth the money. But the 2017/18 home jersey looks tempting. Hmm.

For Borussia Dortmund games or any German related game, a German Shepherd plushie will accompany me throughout the game. I would also chat with two of my closest Dortmund buddies Ms A and Ms J (not the one from America’s Next Top Model) that I get to know through social media. As a female sports junkie living in a country with a mind set of the 50s, bless the internet for being such an amazing platform for me to meet people that lives on the other side of the world. I am very glad to have two wonderful ladies that I share the same passion and philosophies not only in football but in life as well. Ms A is the calm and mature one that always sometimes sprout out some words of wisdom. She always remain positive and cool. I love the fact that she roots for underdogs and dark horses. She is the one that I go to for comfort when I needed some. And then there is Ms J whom always nut with me before and during games. She is the one that gets me pumped up for the games and I will always be the one who comforts her. If the team wins, we would scream and shout for the rest of the week. If the team losses, we both cry to each other. Live messaging with Ms J during Dortmund games are probably one of the best part of football experience and I hope we could do it more often.

The Liverpool routine is a bit unique. It is the only time that I actually watch press conferences on a regular basis. And now, it has become a must watch even if I had to miss the actual game. I could not remember when I start youtubing the pre and post press conference of Jürgen Klopp but what I can assure you that this routine will not end anytime soon. Kloppo always has good things to say about the players and his positivity is infectious to the players and fans. He makes you feel better especially when we are down, which is essential for me before and after a match. Right before the game starts, I would have my Liverpool T shirt and scarf with me. Sometimes it is just the scarf. If the game is on Sunday night, I would visit the Liverpool shop that is coincidentally nearby the church. Window shopping in the shop has been a norm for me although there isn’t really much to see. Some of the stuff are 3 years old and those same Brendan Rodgers mini figurines are still sitting on the shelves. Don’t they understand nobody wants Rodgers figurines even if they are free? We want Kloppo! I am still waiting for the miniature Klopp figurine but they never sell it separately. They only sell it in a set with the starting 11 players. The big ones are available but it would cost an arm so that is out of the question. By the time I feel like buying the whole set of 2016/17 players, the set has already sold. Dammit.

If the games are on the same time, I have to choose which one to watch. Since dad only watches English Premier League among the club games, Liverpool games are mostly the ones I end up watching. He is my football companion for the English games which is both fun and frustrating. Dad claims to be a neutral football fan but there are some teams that he likes more than others. What I observed is that he likes Manchester City and a little bit of Liverpool. The heart breaking part is dad likes to pour cold water on my favourite team or player. And for some odd reason, Liverpool never fails to give us plot twists. However, both of us enjoy making fun of top teams especially Manchester United when they lose. I don’t really hate the club itself but somehow they managed to recruit a number of unlikable people over the years. Now Mourinho is there we drag them even further. I am not ashamed to say that part of the entertainment of football is the coaches reaction, especially Klopp, Mourinho and Guardiola. Klopp is definitely our favourite in a positive way. And Mourinho/Arsene drama is better than those soap operas.

Mom would sometimes join the group probably due to curiosity. She would ask questions and I would suddenly become a football professor. I am proud to share my knowledge even though I know she will forget everything on the next hour. Mom does not really follow sports but she does know a few household names. For tennis, she could name the top guns such as Federer, Nadal, Murray, Djokovic, Sharapova and the William sisters. She also knows the famous badminton players by face like Lin Dan and Lee Chong Wei. In Formula One she knows Schumacher and Räikkönen. But in football it is a different story. If you ask mom about Ronaldo or Messi she would reply you that she knows nothing about them. So apparently both of them are not popular enough for mom. The only player she knows is Manuel Neuer. She does not know him by name, but every time Neuer is on the telly she would become enthusiastic and say 'Hey, is that the German goalkeeper?’. Mom is frustrating at times too as she would sometimes root for the opponent. When I question her loyalties to her daughter, her answer is that someone needs to support the other team. And apparently it is a mom thing to support the opponent because Ms J’s mom is like that too.

Win, lose or draw is not the most important thing in the world. Life still goes on despite the results but the unique memories of watching the beautiful game will always remain in my heart. As the game ended, I start to youtube for the press conference and google search for moments of the match. I look forward to the next match and repeat the whole process again.

No, wait. Is it a Saturday or Sunday game again?

#liverpool #lfc #GOD THE ASIAN FAN PROBLEM #i hate it SO MUCH #cries about mk dons still #thanks for submitting!!#prompt resonse #submission

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dramallamadingdang · 7 years

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Oh, God! Question meme! A really long one! Run! Hide!

Tagged by @ajaysims. *points* It's his fault! His! Not mine! ;)

This is really long, since it's a synthesis of two of these questions memes and I have verbal diarrhea. So, I cut.

Name: Katrina

Nicknames: Most RL people other than my kids and grandkids call me Kat because one syllable is less than three. :) Simmers call me iCad because that's what I chose to call myself when I started participating in the community. Hubby calls me Kitten. Kids call me Ma, usually in exasperated/long-suffering tones. Grandkids call me Mimi because I hate the usual things that grandmothers are called because they're associated with old people. I may be old, but I'm not old, y'know? :)

Zodiac sign: Taurus, but astrology is still bullshit.

Height: A hair less than 6'0/about 182cm. And very underweight due to digestive/metabolic issues mostly because of a malfunctioning liver. (No, not from alcohol. From having had asymptomatic Hepatits C that I most likely got from a blood transfusion in the early 80s, before they screened donated blood for that. It sucks, y'all. Cherish your liver. Baby it. Seriously. Stop with the alcohol. Just stop. Do weed instead.)

Orientation: In experience/practice: A Kinsey 2. In terms of the kind of person who attracts me: People with IQs over 130. I really, truly don't care what you look like, what gender you identify as, or what sex organs you have or don't have. Smart is seriously sexy. So, I'm sapiosexual. :)

Ethnicity: Whitey-white-white, yay! :| Glow-in-the-dark white. I-start-burning-in-the-sun-in-30-seconds white. Damn-near-albino white. Also, mostly of Welsh descent. Only sort of half-second-generation American on one side; my paternal grandma was one of those horrible immigrants who took a job away from a Real American(TM). She was even a somewhat illegal one, for a few months. But she was white and British so I guess that's OK.

(Sorry, as a person married to a man whose mum -- who is awesome -- was born in Mexico and who came here legally with her family when she was 7 and is a citizen but she still gets shit these days because she’s “a Mexican,” I've sorta come to really hate the kind of people who tend to call themselves Real Americans(TM).)

Favorite fruit: Okra, especially when part of aloo bhindi masala, an Indian dish. Okra IS a fruit. Really. Look it up. Also, tomatoes.

Favorite season: Autumn, when everything is dying. MWAHAHAHAHAH!

Favorite book series: Still Sharon Kay Penman's "Welsh trilogy." Also, though not really a series, per se: The Star Trek novels that were published in the 80s. They got mostly stupid after that, but there were some gems that were published in the mid-80s, before The Next Generation was a thing.

Favorite flower: Calla lilies. Usually used in funeral arrangements, along with Easter lilies, yay. Flowers of death! MWAHAHAH!

Favorite scent: Lilacs. Lavender. Honeysuckle. And this "rain" scent scented candle. It's so clean and fresh and not-perfumey, yet it manages to drown out the brine smell that eventually permeates everything when you live close to the shore...

Favorite color: Greens. All shades, although I prefer the yellower shades, especially the darker ones like army green. Also, orange.

Favorite animal: The spotted hyena, but I already extolled their many virtues the last time I did this list, so I'll refrain. Also, elephants.

Coffee, tea, or hot cocoa: Hell no, maybe, and yes please (if it's vegan), respectively.

Average sleep hours: Sleep? What is this word? *just came off a 38-hour work "day" a few hours ago, and I'm too wired to sleep.* YAY SHOWBIZ! :| But generally, when life isn't crazy, usually about 6 hours per 24 hour period. And I'm nocturnal, so those six hours are usually between about 0900 and about 1500. :)

Cat or dog person: Both person. And llama person. And alpaca person. And horse person. And snake person. And spider person.

Favorite fictional characters: Spock. (Well, actually, pretty much the entire original Star Trek crew except, well, Kirk. Whom I hate. With a passion. I really like Abrams-Kirk, though. Oddly enough. So it might just be that I can't stand Shatner...) The Cardassian characters from Star Trek: DS9, but especially Garak. Also, Julian Bashir and Miles O'Brien from DS9. Jack O'Neill and Rodney McKay from the Stargate franchise. KITT from the original Knight Rider. And Jayne Cobb from Firefly. (Hi, @eulaliasims!)

Number of blankets you sleep with: I'm in SoCal at the moment. No blankets because I tend to sleep in the warm part of the day. And when I do sleep at night, there's a furnace-like husband and a large, furnace-like dog in the bed with me. Blankets would be overkill.

Dream trip: Still Antarctica. Or space. But Antarctica is more likely at this point. ;)

Blog created: I think it was December of 2013. Maybe November. Ahhhh, those halcyon pre-2016 years...

Number of followers: Right now? 1443. It might change in an hour or so.

Time right now: About 0220 Pacific Time, Wednesday, March 22. One month and one day until my birthday. I expect presents, people! (Nah, I kid. Birthdays after 50 don't mean much. Hell, birthdays after 18 -- or 21, nowadays, I guess -- don't mean much. :) )

Last thing you googled: I was looking for some textures to use for some recolors I'm working on during downtimes at work.

Fave music artist: In terms of non-classical stuff: Queen, always and forever. But I also really like the Barenaked Ladies and other such alternative groups from the 90s as well as 80s New Wave stuff. Also, Metallica. In terms of "classical" stuff: Beethoven, always and forever.

Song stuck in my head: Beethoven's 8th piano sonata, 3rd movement. I was playing it at work today...on my cello. I'm working on arranging the entire sonata for solo cello...starting with the 3rd movement because I do better working on things backward. (Since I'd be willing to bet most people don't know the tune off the top of their head, here's Dubravka Tomsic playing it on youtube, if you're curious.

Last movie I watched: Star Trek Beyond. I liked it better than Into Darkness but not as well as the first Abrams-verse one...

Last TV show I watched: I have Stargate Atlantis paused on my computer screen at the moment. I plan to work on furnishing/decorating the house I put up for download tonight when I'm done with this, and I usually have a TV show playing while I build/decorate stuff in my game. :)

What I’m wearing right now: A pair of black sweatpants and a Telluride Daily Planet T-shirt. (That's the local newspaper at home. :) ) Boring white underwear. My fleece-lined moccasins because my feet are always cold.

The kind of stuff I post: Sims stuff, duh! At least on this blog. :) The other blog has the ranty/political stuff.

Why did I choose my url: Because I like to point and laugh at silly internet drama and because I own llamas, and I added dingdang because dramallama was taken and because of this song.

Gender: According to every one of those silly "What Gender Are You?" online quizzes, I am male, mainly because I'm a self-confident, argumentative, assertive, non-empathetic asshole who doesn't do "feelings." Yet, I have girl plumbing. Go figure. Meh, it's all just social conditioning and expectations, anyway, so...I rebel. I reject gender labeling and their associated roles.

Hogwarts house: I took a quiz once and it said Gryffindor. I've never read Harry Potter or seen any of the movies except one of them during an airplane flight...and I fell asleep during it, so...Yeah, I don't know what it means to be Gryffindor. Don't much care, either.

Pokémon team: Don't know anything about Pokemon, either.

Lucky number: 13 because I am anti-superstition. (Well, except when it comes to white pianos, of course, but I have hard evidence that they are evil, so it’s not superstition. ;) ) Or 42. Take your pick.

Dream job: I once said "Not having one" but then followed it up with "but that's boring." So, I decided to take on some work through June. And you know what? I'm gonna go back to "Not having one." I just need to find some volunteer work to keep me occupied for a few hours a day. Not for 38-hour "days," though. :p

Relationship status: I is married to my second husband. He's cute. And a lot younger than me, woooooooo! First marriage wasn't nearly so fun, though. The only good thing that came of it was my kids.

Pets: Oh, God. Most of them are back home in Colorado (where I have a 39-acre ranch) while I'm here in California, but:

A herd of llamas and alpacas, about 50 total at the moment, but "unpacking" season is approaching, so that number will be going up to about 65 soon. 5 horses 2 nanny goats...which actually belong to a neighbor but they're currently housed on my property, so...they count! 8 dogs 5 cats...although sadly that will probably be going down to four soon because the 18-year-old whose had health problems all her life is currently quite sick and likely won't be getting better. :( Also, there are a ton of barn cats, but they don't really count as pets. A flock of chickens. 1 rooster, the rest hens. 1 California kingsnake 5 tarantulas, various species 8 dragonfly nymphs. I think 2 will become dragonflies this year because I've had them for a few years now...

Last song you listened to: Beethoven's 5th piano concerto, for somewhat sentimental reasons.

Favorite TV Show: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. I love the original series a lot, too, but DS9 surpassed it in my book.

First Fandom: Star Trek, of course. I remember declaring that I would marry Spock when I grew up. I was 3 at the time, in 1967, watching the episode "Amok Time" (in which Spock almost gets married) in its original run. We'd only just gotten a color TV a few months before, so it was REALLY COOL. I also wrote a crapton of fanfic in the 70s/80s and a bit in the 90s. Even published a 'zine in the 80s. It was expensive as hell back then but SO MUCH FUN!

Randomly Tagging People I Don’t Think I’ve Tagged For This Thing Before: @randommindtime (It's what you get for following me!), @yandereplumsim, @elfpuddle, @halousims, @nuttydazesublime, and @kayleigh-83. As always, feel free to ignore for whatever reason. :)

#non sims #meme #ye olde questions meme

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