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Anarchy of temptation || Frankie Morales x f!reader**

summary: Santiago asks for you and Frankie’s help for a mission that requires you both to go undercover. things that will get uncovered though will lead to a surprising evening.

word count: 6.4k

WARNINGS: piv (safe), mutual masturbation, cunnilingus, and let’s not forget the classic one bed trope & fake dating trope.

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A/N: commission for my lovely wife @pedro-pastel. I hope you enjoy this, my love.

gif: @trashcora

“Excuse me, is this seat taken?”

You chuckle into your glass of wine, gaze locked on the bar instead of the recipient of the voice. Few seconds later, you manage to cock an eyebrow at the man, lick your lips and shake your head as a no. He sits right next to you, ordering a beer. You can feel his eyes on you.

“I don’t believe you are trying to flirt with me. Especially tonight,” you tease.

“Should I stop then?”

You shift to meet his gaze, a soft and comforting one, and yet… alluring. You smile.

“I didn’t say I don’t like it.”

He reciprocates the smile and thanks the bartender for the beer. He toasts to you and him like it’s some sort of victory, but tonight is far from that.

“It’s a scam, Pope!”

“It’s a mission.”

“Okay, my bad. It’s fraud!”

You’d been arguing with Santiago for over ten minutes once he’d broken down the latest scheme he put together.

More like a suicide mission if it were up to you.

Evidently stealing money was old news. The new order of business was stealing jewels, or “getting to them before the real bad guys get a chance to”, according to Santiago’s words, to which you rolled your eyes at. There was an upcoming party, as lavish as it could possibly be, and he needed someone on the inside to get the necessary information regarding a very expensive necklace that was about to be stolen, from what he’d heard.

“Why can’t you go?” Frankie had asked the obvious question.

“Because a lot of people there know me, they won’t disclose anything to me. So I need a fresh face.”

“Why does it have to be both of us?” you had asked, arms crossed at your chest in disbelief.

“Because fancy, wealthy couples get a higher chance at blending in and more likely to be told information like the one we need.”

You huffed, with Frankie following suit. You neither liked the situation, clearly, but you couldn’t fully say no. Although you both remembered the last mission Santiago had gotten the boys into, he assured you both that this time it would be nothing like that. Instead, you and Frankie would get to dress up fancy for the evening, get drinks for free and look devastatingly gorgeous while retrieving information for a friend. It was tempting at least for the drinks, but an approval was still a long way to come.

“Who is this guy?”

Santiago’s facial expression changed, slightly reddening as he sighed, visibly struggling to compose himself. That didn’t sit well with you, but you couldn’t deny the fact that he had peaked your curiosity.

“He’s known as Scarface—“

“Scarface.”

“Yes.”

“As in… Al Capone’s nickname?”

“Yeah. Don’t—don’t dwell on it too much, trust me.”

You frowned, trying to process the information. “Oh, I am trying to, believe me.”

You allowed him to continue nonetheless.

“He’s got solid intel according to which some kind of gang is after a pretty expensive diamond necklace. If we can get him to tell us the exact location of the necklace, we can get to it before the gang, demand money for it—everybody wins.”

“So we split the money three ways, right?” you asked.

“Yeah, of course. Come on, guys, I wouldn’t ask this if it wasn’t life or death!”

“That’s what you said about our last mission.”

The grim silence prevented Santiago from saying anything else, at least for the time being. He recalled the mission that cost them not just money, but also Tom’s life. It took all of them months to get over it, and the wound was still fresh over a year later. They all agreed to bury the hatchet and never go on any other mission that could be life threatening to them.

And particularly not to you.

While you were on great terms with all of the guys, the bond you shared with Frankie was rather unique. You two had a special connection, alright, and Santiago and the Miller brothers knew damn well how protective Frankie was over you. Jokes were flying by a lot of the time, none that you and Frankie actually paid attention to, but neither of you could deny the fact that you knew the root of what was causing all those jokes and innuendos. You knew it—or likely, you understood it—but you paid no attention to it. Neither one of you acted upon it.

“Sorry, man,” Frankie said. “I shouldn’t have brought that up.”

“No, it’s okay. You… do have a point. But this isn’t—actually life or death.”

“And yet there’s a guy that goes by the nickname Scarface whom I’m guessing won’t come alone to that event.”

“It’s not—“

“I’m willing to bet he has friends. With guns.”

“Look, I just – I really need your help, okay? I can’t do this by myself.”

You exchanged a look with Frankie as if to agree with each other non-verbally. You were quite good at that, truthfully.

“Besides, it’s an opportunity for you to look good!”

You stared at Santiago, pursing your lips and nodding several times, slowly, until Santiago eventually understood his mistake.

“That’s not what I meant,” he rectified. “All you guys have to do is doll up, be charming, look disgustingly in love, get in for the intel, get out and call it a night! Por favor. I need you two.”

“It’s good to get out of the house,” Frankie tries to joke.

“Yeah. Looking dashing, no less.”

He smiles flustered, ears reddening. He hasn’t worn a suit in quite a long time, not to mention to such an event—it might’ve been a cover up for some drug dealers and shady deals to go down, but, as Santiago himself said, it was a good excuse to look good and grab some drinks whilst helping out a friend.

And any time Frankie gets to spend with you, he’s more than thankful and glad to do it.

“You’re the one who looks incredible,” he says.

“Oh, please.”

“I’m serious. Look at you, you’re—glowing, and that dress—“

He stops. He could write a whole thesis on how beautiful he thinks you are, and how intelligent and sassy and funny and how much he cares for you. But said thesis has to remain strictly in his mind. He doesn’t think your friendship would ever pass the time test or that you would even consider dating him, considering all of the things you know about him and the guys and what he’s done.

“So. Should we mingle?” he proposes, clearing his throat of all the things he wished he’d said before.

“Hm, maybe later. How about we get another drink first?”

You’re nervous, and Frankie notices it. He sees right through your radiant smile, exaggerated by default to appear more engaging. You’re not shy when it comes to lying, but meddling in sketchy businesses to extract information from potentially dangerous men isn’t your cup of tea. It’s not Frankie’s either; he’s more of a doer than a talker, while you function the other way around. The two of you are different in many ways, but oddly enough—or not—you function perfectly.

You resort to having another drink, though you were both in mutual agreement way before you arrived at the venue tonight that there is a limit to the alcohol intake, as you need your heads clear for the mission. So you decide that this red wine is your last one for the evening—all but for the right reasons. Red wine usually warms you up, gets you in a sweet headspace where everything seems possible and attractive, and tonight you have an underlying task: to not cave in to the temptation that sits all dressed up in a tuxedo right next to you.

Frankie remains your most bittersweet what if. Sure you wondered and dared imagine, but it never went farther than that. Neither you nor he could deny the strong attraction that resides between you two—and especially tonight, something special seems to be floating in the air as you timidly gaze at each other, cheeks flushed from the red wine and each other’s presence. But nothing ever came of said attraction. Nothing materialized itself. You figured you should leave things as they are instead of pushing for something that might turn out to be a mere gamble in the end.

But it’s tough, especially when Frankie seems to be glued to you, his hands gently brushing up against you every once in a while. You gulp and do that awkward, polite smile with your lips pursed together that is usually reserved for when you meet acquaintances in public. You’re nervous—for all intents and purposes of the event, surely—and you cannot truly hide it. Frankie either doesn’t notice or is kind enough to look past it.

“What’s our back story?” he asks.

“Right. Uh… well, we met a few years ago at a coffee shop, love at first sight, we’ve been together ever since. There you go.”

“That was fast.”

“It doesn’t have to be complicated, does it?”

“You’re right.”

He tugs at his tie, the whiskey in his glass burning his throat and his whole body once he takes the first sip. He opted for a whiskey this time, needing something stronger to keep him relaxed yet on the edge at the same time. Somehow, right now, the actual mission seems to be the least concerning thing for him.

He steals glances at you every once in a while when you’re too busy checking the décor. You’re wearing a beautiful, regal dress with a slit that daringly exposes some of your leg, and Frankie harshly swallows all intentions he might have towards that. It feels risqué to even look at you, admire you, but truthfully, he’s never seen you so dolled up and it is clearly taking its toll on him. His tie feels constricting all of a sudden and his temples betray his restlessness in the bright lights by parading little beads of sweat. He gently wipes them away when you’re not looking and smiles pleasantly at you, willing to maintain the façade you are both supposed to be wearing tonight.

“What’s our guy look like?” you ask absentmindedly.

“Tall, dark hair, blue eyes and a scar on his cheek. Pope said it’s very obvious, but not in a traumatizing way.”

“He sure has a way with words.”

Frankie chuckles, taking another sip of the whiskey.

“The guy does sound kinda dreamy, not gonna lie,” you comment.

“Pretty sure what you’re describing is the Stockholm syndrome.”

You throw him an unimpressed look which makes him chuckle in return. You notice he’s tugging at his tie again, as if struggling to breathe.

“Are you okay?” you check in.

“Yeah, sure.”

But you also remark how he gulps, his Adam’s apple moving with each motion, several times in a row, and you put down the glass and inch closer to him. Hands steady yet cold, you work at his tie, much to his surprise.

“What uh—what are you doing?”

“Looks like this thing is choking you.”

No, that’s not it, Frankie thinks.

Now that you’re so close to him, the scent of your perfume invades his nostrils and wraps him in a delicious frenzy. It is characteristic to you, somehow, and it fits you like a glove. It works in perfect harmony with the dress, the jewelry, the makeup, all of you. Frankie’s eyes remain locked on your face, on your lips in particular, entering a trance.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” you ask close to his earlobe and he nearly shivers.

“Yeah.”

Your eyes lock and for a moment frozen in time, you cease all movement and simply stare at him. He’s got those big, soft brown eyes that make you weak in the knees by how warm they are, but also manage to be felt so intensely. You take a deep breath and smile at him, letting go of his tie.

“There. Is it better?”

Frankie takes a while to answer. He’s burning up for reasons that got nothing to do with the drink, nor the atmosphere. He has the slight feeling—or rather, hope—that you also feel it, that you already know what’s on his mind and in his heart, but he vocalizes none of that.

“Slightly,” Frankie eventually replies.

And then, his hands are on your waist, pulling you so close to him you’re practically glued to his body. You draw in a nearly desperate gasp, face in dangerous proximity to his. Frankie is looking far ahead though, as if somehow not conscious of his own bodily reactions.

“Frankie?”

“Hm?”

“What are you doing?”

“Our guy is coming over. We’re supposed to be a married, wealthy couple, remember?”

The mission, of course.

“Right.”

You lick your lips, resorting to flashing him a bright smile as he finally looks down on you and you both up your flirting game. It’s not hard to play pretend when his hands feel soooo damn good on your waist. Your mind soon drifts off and presents you a variety of scenarios during which his hands travel all over your body, exploring it and making it burn right under his fingertips, opening it up to new sensations and throes of passion.

“Catfish, I suppose?”

The man’s voice is booming and imposing, and Frankie spins you around immediately to introduce you both to him. He is indeed tall, and the scar is, just as Santiago said, prominent yet not blatantly exposed. Suddenly the nickname Scarface has sense.

“This is my incredible associate and wife, Stingray.”

As you shake hands with the man, pretending to be hearing for the first time about his nickname, you realize Frankie definitely just came up with your own nickname on the spot. You make a mental note to yap at him later for its ridiculousness.

“I should introduce my wife as well, Angela. Would you wait here for just a moment?” the man asks you both.

“Of course,” you respond.

You and Frankie smile pleasantly as you watch the man leave. That’s your opportunity to throw him another unimpressed glance.

“Stingray? Really?”

Frankie shrugs. “We’re giving nicknames here, not real names.”

You frown. “He said his wife’s name is Angela! Why do I get a nickname and she doesn’t?”

“I don’t know. Would you rather have your name given here out in the open?”

“A fake name would’ve also been okay.”

Frankie says nothing, realization making him feel a little foolish, but he chuckles nervously in return.

“It’s too late for that now,” he says.

“Never mind. Let’s just get this over with.”

Now, Frankie knows you’re referring to the mission. He knows that, and yet, he can’t help but feel some melancholy at the thought that this night, as sketchy and risky as it may be, will soon come to an end. He quite enjoys the atmosphere, the drinks, the music, and most of all, your presence near him, looking so stunning that every other woman in that place would’ve felt bad.

The man returns with his wife named Angela. After introductions are made, the four of you find yourselves immersed into conversations about the topic at hand, the jewel. Information is being exchanged and finally, you can breathe freely. Except, you have not taken into account the fact that people—in particular women such as Angela—would be curious about the story behind you and Frankie’s relationship.

You successfully answered questions about your history, making up things on the spot. You and Frankie functioned perfectly together and this was yet another proof of that. You completed each other flawlessly and managed to keep your cover.

Up until one point.

“So—how did you propose to her?” Angela asks.

Your expression changes quickly to a restless one, but this time Frankie acts quicker than you whilst you fumble for an appropriate response.

“I took her to the restaurant where we had our first date. Then I drove all the way up to the hill where we had our first kiss. She loves that spot. You can see all of the stars and the city from up there. There were roses and candles, and the rose petals spelled out ‘Will you marry me?’.”

You stare at Frankie breathless. You barely hear Angela melting over the story and even Scarface seems impressed enough by it.

“You’re a very lucky man,” he tells Frankie.

“I sure am.”

Your gaze intersects with Frankie’s and it feels like it’s burning holes through you, aching and needy at the same time. There is really nothing you can say to that, so you only smile happily.

You realize it’s a made up story, yet you cannot help but swoon over it just as much as Angela did. Hell, even more than she did. It’s perfect to a brim, and it makes you wonder if Frankie ever thought about such a proposal to any of his former girlfriends.

Why did he have to go ahead and add in there your favorite spot in the city? The story has to be believable, the ugly tiny voice in your head yells. Of course it has to be believable, but instead it felt… surreal. Now all you can think about is that, the perfect romantic evening with Frankie that solidifies itself with an absolutely breathtaking moment.

A moment you know you’ll never have.

And just like that, the magic vanishes just as Scarface and Angela do.

You’re left alone with Frankie again and each touch, each stare feels more electric now. You can’t quite tell what’s changed. Maybe it was the story, or the whole pretending to be married act. Or maybe it’s just him, as it always has been.

“That was… quite the story,” you try to laugh it off, still nervous.

“Thankfully they bought it.”

“Yeah, I mean, that was the goal, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“Can I ask you something?”

Frankie raises his eyebrows in the slightest, forming a very soft and utterly devastatingly sweet expression on his face, but you continue in spite of it.

“Have you ever thought about marriage?”

Frankie downs his whiskey before answering, and you reckon he needs an extra shot of confidence, though you didn’t think he needs such a thing with you, of all people.

“I did,” he confesses. “I’d like for it to happen someday, but if not, that’s fine.”

“For what is worth, if you’d do it the way you said you would… it would be very, very hard to say no. From a female perspective, I mean.”

Frankie smiles, ears red with emotion just as his cheeks, and thanks you all flustered. Truth is, he didn’t need to ponder much over that fictitious proposal story. He always envisioned he’d do it that way, aside the driving to your favorite spot part. That was something he came up in the moment as he looked at you. And now, come to think of it, he cannot imagine a better proposal idea, or a more suitable person to propose to.

But he knows it’s something that’ll probably never happen.

So he chooses to remain immersed in the present time where he invites you to dance to some slow song, one that requires his hand to be on your waist and the other holding yours as your fingers intertwine. You move together as one, and the glances you throw each other are, for the lack of a better word, electrifying. No other way to put it.

“What about you?” he asks.

“What about me?”

“Have you ever thought about marriage?”

He spins you around gently and brings you back to his chest, a place with much comfort and safety that makes it impossible for you to play pretend.

“I used to think I’d be married by the time I was thirty. Guess that’s down the drain now.”

You both giggle.

“We all make resolutions when we’re kids, ones that we think are super easily achievable because we don’t know any better. So what if it didn’t happen? It can still.”

“I don’t know. I’m definitely not in a rush and I don’t care about it as much as I used to when I was twelve years old, but it does make you wonder sometimes, you know”

“If it helps with anything, you are pretty much the ideal fake wife. I’m sure you’d also be the ideal real wife.”

A full, healthy laughter leaves your body and you smile at Frankie, unable to take your eyes off of him for the rest of the dance. Even when the song is over, you remain locked together.

“Well, we got what we needed,” Frankie says a while later. “We should tell Pope.”

“Yeah.”

And suddenly, you both realize that the evening has come to an end. While relieved, you can’t help but feel a little sad as well.

But you got what you needed, just as Frankie said. It was time to call it a night.

“Wow. Big place.”

“I see Pope doesn’t play around when it comes to keeping a façade.”

The suite was indeed huge. It had all the utilities, including a kitchen and a living room. You didn’t want to think of how much it cost Santiago to rent it for the night, but you were beyond thankful for it either way.

You gulp when you notice the bedroom, heart in your throat.

“One bed,” you murmur.

Frankie sees it, too. He feels more nervous than when he had to blatantly lie to a thief less than an hour ago.

“Of course there’s only one bed,” you say with disbelief.

“Take it. I’ll crash on the couch.”

Frankie moves both his and your luggage into the bedroom, absentmindedly going through his. He leaves no room for discussion as he fumbles to find something among his clothes, but you keep staring at the bed. Sneaky images return to your mind, shameless and dirty, and this time you don’t cast them away. Not really. If that is all you can have, you will take that.

“I’m gonna take a shower,” Frankie tells you, already prepping his comfortable attire. “Unless you wanna go in first?”

“No, no, please. I’m gonna… drink some water and call Pope to tell him we got what we needed.”

Frankie heads straight to the shower, locking the door behind him. You are finally able to exhale in solitude and allow your mind its free space to dream.

All you can focus on are remnants of Frankie’s touches on your waist and arms, his eyes on you, his hot breath on your neck each time he leaned in to whisper something to you. It somehow feels like Santiago set you both up for failure, but not with regards to the mission. No, that one you got covered, as you just proved. But the whole charade made you realize, now more than ever, that the chemistry between you and Frankie is undeniable. It’s toe-curling and exciting and being so close in his vicinity, yet not truly reaching its full potential kills you on the inside.

You have to pull yourself together. There is no point in arguing about anything. You will sleep in the bed, Frankie will sleep on the couch and that is the end of it.

You search for your phone inside your purse and dial Santiago’s number. Your leg jerks as if independent from your body, nervously tapping against the floor.

“Hey, Pope,” you greet him.

“Hey! A bit late for you to call. I hope it’s a good sign?”

“Yeah. We were there for quite a while, had to make a lot of small talk, but we got the information we need. We got the location.”

“Yes! Perfecto, gracias, muchas gracias!”

“De nada. We’ll come home tomorrow morning.”

“That’s only a few hours away.”

“Better get some sleep then.”

“How are you and Frankie doing?”

“What do you mean? We’re fine.”

“Just checking. I realize it was a high stake mission, so… you know, just doing my job as a concerned friend.”

“Since you’re so concerned, about this suite which conveniently only has one bed—“

“You really should get some sleep. We’ll talk tomorrow, okay? Besos.”

Santiago hangs up, leaving you to huff and shake your head. You reckoned he had a plan of his own regarding this mission when he asked you and Frankie, and this did nothing more but confirm it. Alas, you decide to mind your own business and not spiral into yet another overthinking episode.

You get your pajamas out of the luggage, thinking you’ll shower when you get home tomorrow. When you pass by the bathroom, you hear the shower running, and your mind starts to wander off again. And then—

No. Can it be? Did you hear it right or is your mind playing tricks on you again?

You hear it again. It’s a moan. Guttural, husky, and—attractive as fuck.

You step away from the shower, feeling overly affected by what you heard. It’s not uncommon, it’s not shocking, but it also kind of is. You try to put it at the back of your mind.

The door to the bathroom swings open and there comes Frankie in a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants. You freeze, your dress slid only halfway down your body and exposing your bra. Frankie is just as frozen and you can see that he’s doing his best to look away.

“Sorry, I didn’t think you were—I’m sorry,” he fumbles around.

“Frankie.”

He still looks away, but you don’t. Not this time. You approach him, letting your dress slide down your body completely. You step out of it and he watches you mesmerized, tongue-tied. He says your name like a concoction of desire and surprise.

“What is happening?” he asks, utterly dazed, and truthfully, it makes such an adorable image.

“Tonight was… crazy. But also… so nice. And I—I don’t want to stay away from you anymore. I think we can build something good out of our friendship.”

He’s still in a daze as he watches you in nothing but your underwear and he feels himself grow hard—again. At this point he only hopes you didn’t hear anything before, and even if you did, he hopes you don’t make much of it.

But looking at your face, he can tell that anything either one of you might’ve hidden before is redundant and out the window now.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

“Sure about what? You and me?”

“Yes.”

“Yes. Yes, I am. I know that I want you.”

It’s that particular statement that awakens something in Frankie, as if somehow you have just slipped in permission for him to go ballistic and do as he pleases.

What he pleases to do is you.

So he moves closer to you, close enough to feel your warm breath on his chin and he shivers. His eyes roam over your whole body, top to bottom, battling the tough choice of where to kiss her first? All over is the answer, of course, but there has to be a beginning.

As if intuiting his self-sabotaging thoughts, you cup his cheeks and daringly press your lips on his. The sweetness of your mouth takes him aback and nearly causes him to moan in the kiss, but he pushes further. He taunts himself, wondering how far he can go without exploding. But the shameless moment he took to himself in the shower barely minutes ago speaks volumes about his resistance level.

There’s no battle for dominance; you simply surrender to Frankie and his mouth which now feels much like a furnace burning on your skin. His tongue leaves a wet trail along with his lips as he goes from your mouth to your neck, collarbones, and eventually rushes to unclasp your bra and press tender kisses in between your breasts as you collapse on the bed with him atop of you. He manages to take his time whilst realizing that both of you are impatient as you could possibly be. He takes one of your nipples in his mouth, one of his hands fondling your other breast and you gasp as you tug at a few of his hair locks. Again you say his name, this time more throated and desperate, and it sends Frankie well past the edges of sanity.

“Say it again,” he mumbles at your chest.

You do. You say it again just as Frankie squeezes your breasts in his hands, fondling you the best he can without giving too much right away.

“Louder.”

Fuck. Well that works you up in ways you wouldn’t have thought, and you become restless. You stick your legs together as if somehow afraid you’d expose how wet all of that is making you and Frankie picks up on it. Of course he does, you think. He’s ever the observant and attentive man.

His hands move lower and hastily remove your panties. You’re on full display for him and the look in his eyes—God. The way he’s admiring you, taking you in like the most graphic and gorgeous painting has you yearning like never before. It feels surreal to know that this is truly happening, that it is not just a figment of your imagination or a wild fantasy that you will wake up from.

You never want to wake up from this if that’s the case.

He takes a break, rushing to his luggage in search for something—which doesn’t take long or a genius to figure out what is—and you can’t help it. You cannot resist him. Your hand traces in between your legs, playing with your clit, and the other hand squeezes your own breast as you watch Frankie. When he turns around and sees the filthy show that is on display just for his hungry eyes, he freezes. He could cum from that alone.

Mouth half agape and eyes glued on your figure as you play with yourself, Frankie gets back on the bed, dropping his sweatpants and his boxers in a heartbeat and you nearly gasp when you remark how hard he is. You don’t recall anyone being that susceptible to your bare presence, let alone touches. And you haven’t even touched him properly yet.

“Can I taste you?”

With a blurry mind and a mouth parted to leave room for words that fail you, you nod. Your breaths become unsteady and your heart races beyond your wildest imagination as you witness him licking his lips and diving right in between your legs. You let out a soft moan at the first flick of his tongue against your wet folds, your back involuntarily arching, bent over at Frankie’s will.

“God, you’re so wet—all for me?”

“Y-Yes.”

He moans as well and the sound creates a vibration that makes your legs shake. Frankie dives in completely, as if swallowing your cunt completely and drinking straight from you. You start to get restless and your legs nearly wrap around his torso but you only stop because you catch a glimpse of his hand shifting in between his own legs. You huff and let the occasional cuss word slip out as you watch Frankie eating you out and jerking off at the same time.

“Keep—keep going—“

There’s not much he can respond even if didn’t have a mouthful of you. The pleasure he feels from eating you and the one that come from the strokes on his cock are maddening. He grunts persistently. He can’t stop. His head is spinning already and he’s barely doing anything, yet also doing too much.

“You get me so hard, fucking hell—how do you—“

“F-Fuck—fuck, Frankie—oh my—“

You squirm even more as you feel your climax fast approaching. God, how long has it been since someone made you cum on their tongue like that? Way too long by the looks and feels of it. But you swear it’s never felt that way with anyone before, a passion and desire so overwhelming they’re nearly blinding you.

Frankie stops the motions on his cock and holds your thighs in place as he increases the swift movements of his tongue. He licks up and down, in and out, however he can to collect every ounce of arousal. When you can’t stop moaning, he grins against your cunt and he hopes you’re close because he’s not sure how much longer he can take it without feeling you explode right in his mouth.

Lucky for him, it doesn’t take you that long after to get you there. As it turns out, that evening built up quite the appetite for you both and now you are both too eager to collect the much awaited reward.

He lets you settle down before starts to pepper kisses from your belly to your breasts and finally to your mouth again. The kiss is more sensual this time, yet it still carries additional sensitivity and fervor to it. Frankie grinds against you, clearly impatient as well. As he kisses you, a feeling of mischievousness takes over you and you decide to return the favor.

Your hand moves to his cock and you start stroking him. You throw Frankie of his rhythm for the kiss gets sloppy and he grunts in your mouth. His lips leave yours and his eyes flutter shut, visibly affected.

“F-Fuck—if you don’t—“

“Do you want me to stop?” you murmur, pecking his lips.

“Yes—n-no—“

Confused, you do stop, give him a moment to breathe and you watch him crumble yet again.

“Frankie, if you do want to stop—“

“No. Never.”

He looks at you in awe and fumbles around the bed. He nearly tears apart the wrapper as he gets out the condom and places it on his erection. He crawls back to you, something in the image of him on all fours for you beyond arousing, and kisses you sweetly before lining up to your entrance. He pushes in slowly, gasping and grunting the more you take him in. You wrap your arms around his neck, his forehead pressed against yours as he’s finally fully sheathed inside you, filling you up to a brim. He does one thrust, and stops. It’s excruciating and yet so intense to feel him so close, but deprive you both of that sweet, sweet motion you both so desperately want.

“Frankie, please—please move—“

“F-Fuck, just—give me a few seconds.”

“Is everything okay?”

When Frankie locks eyes with you, you both feel it. Crushing, big and warm.

Love.

“It never… felt like this before,” Frankie mumbles. “Ever.”

“For me either.”

Surprised, Frankie finally composes himself and thrusts again, aiming to hit as deep as possible. And then again. And again and again until your body moves along the rhythm of his hips.

Frankie’s calloused hands grab onto the headboard for a while and then he quite literally starts slamming his hips into yours. He keeps the fast pace till he feels like his lungs are about to give out on him and then he lets go of the headboard and moves one of your legs for a better angle. Sure enough, when he’s thrusting again he fills you up better this way and the wave of ecstasy that comes over to you is almost unbearable.

You say his name over and over until you wind up screaming when you cum. He didn’t even need to tell you this time. You’re very much a visual learner, and his name was the only word that came out anyway. The thought and image of you so weak for him, so ready and impatient triggers his own climax and when he finally comes, he crashes atop of you, still moving and twitching inside of you, burying his head in the crook of your neck. He presses tender kisses over your jaw as he slows down and you play with his hair for quite a while.

“You’re so beautiful,” he tells you.

“No need to oversell it, you achieved your goal.”

He playfully bites your jaw and pulls out of you. You gasp, feeling strangely lonesome all of a sudden. Frankie takes care of the remnants of your passionate moment, returning with a towel for you and cleaning you up gently, as if afraid to not break you.

“Frankie?”

He looks up from in between your legs, eyes wide and soft as usual, and you feel your cheeks burning up with flattery and lust yet again.

“I’m—I’m glad we did this after all.”

He smiles. “Me too.”

That is not what you had planned to say. You meant it, but that was not your first thought. You’ve been sitting on those words for quite a while, but you never thought you’d actually get a chance to vocalize them. Then again, you also never thought such an intimate moment would happen between you two yet here you are, in post-coital bliss.

“This wasn’t just… this for me,” you add.

Frankie studies you curiously as he climbs back in bed with you, stroking your hair. He says nothing, but only listens to whatever you might want to get out. He can tell you’re struggling to say something else.

“I meant it wasn’t just about the sex. Which should be reason enough though.”

You both chuckle flirtatiously. You turn to the side to face him better.

“What I’m trying to say is that… I like you, Frankie. I really do. So much so that I—I’m pretty sure I’m in—“

“I’m in love with you.”

The way he says it so abruptly and yet sweetly sounds so much better than however the hell you were gonna say it. You can only stare at him, wide eyed, almost unable to believe what you ears picked up on.

“You—?”

“I’ve been in love with you for… I don’t know. But it’s been some time. I just never thought I’d get the chance to say it, or that something like this would ever happen.”

Something about that makes you feel just so cheerful that you smile wider than you have the entire evening.

“Me too,” you admit with a chuckle.

“Guess we do function perfectly after all, Stingray.”

“We’ll… talk nicknames tomorrow.”

You shake your head in disagreement and Frankie chuckles as he leans in to kiss you. In that moment, he knows damn well he might never get enough for your lips.

Or enough of you, for that matter.

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Lorelai Gilmore & Luke Danes Analysis & how I would change the story

A Lorelai Gilmore analysis because apparently I'm doing this for everyone on the show now!

Lorelai Gilmore...how do I begin to describe Lorelai Gilmore. There are times when Lorelai can be my favourite character and times where she can be my least favourite character.

I think Lorelai denying the fact that she is still very privileged despite leaving her parents world when she was 16 is one reason she can drive me up the walls. Lorelai is a conventionally attractive white woman who fits the trope of 'single mom but my child is really smart so men don't see it as a turn off' - she seems to be able to get any guy she wants, the whole town falls at her feet and are willing to do pretty much anything to help her, she was promoted to Manager seemingly above Michelle (who actually went to school to train to be a concierge or whatever he is and who we know started at the same time as Lorelai) Lorelai has all the advantages of someone who spent their whole life in a small town but whenever she needs it or wants it she always has her parents money to fall back on or their connections which I get makes her uncomfortable and I don't hold her privilege against her - no but what I can hold against her is the fact that Lorelai Gilmore is not a pay it forward kind of gal.

When I say that Lorelai is not very "pay it forward" I'm going to talk about three incidents where Lorelai benefitted from something in the past which she does not need anymore and which she very begrudgingly relinquishes.

1. The first is when Suki wants to ask her if Rune can sleep in the potting shed while he is out of work. Lorelai's response to this is "Suki that's where Rory and I stayed when she was a baby" Just to recap Lorelai was allowed to stay in the potting shed rent free when Rory was growing up until Rory was 11 until she could afford to get a place of her own. Which is fine. But Lorelai has her own place now and now she is in a position to help someone else who could use the same help that she was once given and her first instinct is to keep it for herself which is made worse by the fact that Suki is asking her - Suki is Head Chef at the Inn and so she equals Lorelai in rank - as long as Rune staying in the shed doesn't interfere with the running of the inn, it should not be Lorelai's place to deny her.

2. When Jess comes to town. When Jess comes to town Lorelai doubts Luke's ability to care for a rebellious teen - which again is fine. She tries to reach out to Jess twice and ....things don't go well which I also think is fine (except for her essentially telling Jess that Dean is better than him ummm wtf Lorelai he's 17) ...look I could do a whole other post about Lorelai and Jess' interactions (Jess is my absolute favourite character on the show so you can probably guess what I'm going to say) and why they don't get on but I'm going to focus on Lorelai's reaction to the car crash and what she says to Luke in 'Teach Me Tonight' when Luke tells her he has an obligation to Jess and she responds that he had an obligation to the town and to her and to Rory. We are shown and we are told that Luke has done a lot for Lorelai and would do a lot for someone that he cares about, however, I think again that on some level Lorelai thinks of Luke's generosity towards her as a special privilege just her own. I don't think Lorelai views Jess as someone like herself who needs a "Mia" or a "Luke" to help him get through a difficult time to let him stay in a metaphorical emotional "potting shed" but look having said that she does cut Jess some breaks and does help Luke understand things about Jess.

3. Her not wanting Mia to sell the Independence Inn because she wanted a memory home....ummm what. the. fuck?

Growing up Emily tried to control almost every aspect of Lorelai's life and this has impacted Lorelai by her being ultra controlling in her own life. I think her need to have complete control over her life made it very difficult for her to get serious with anyone because to do so you need to have a 50/50 say in a shared life. I think it's really telling that her two major love interests even over the guy she was engaged to are two men who have been in her life the longest.

I think at the end of the day when it comes to relationships Lorelai just wants someone to love her and to listen to her. She wants someone who would be willing to sleep on a park bench outside her window and someone to call at 2am. i think Emily and Richard we’re a real unit in their household and I think Emily was a Wife first, a lady of high society second and a mother third. Richard was well emotionally shut down and was all about appearances. But Emily and Richard work well as a unit, they are kind of like Lorelai and Rory that way they have their own way of doing things, their own language. I think it was hard for Lorelai growing up an only child next to that kind of relationship but not on the inside.

The story line I'm most annoyed about the writers dropping for Lorelai was the story line of her now living her life as an adult woman without a child - about her not wanting to be pregnant. The offer from her Dad's friend to buy the inn and for her to go travelling by herself! But if there is one thing that comes for all television characters in shows in the 00s it's hetero normative ideals those relentless bitches! Because...here is the thing I think that the life Rory thinks she wants for herself travelling and seeing the world as an independent woman that life is really the life that Lorelai wants. Lorelai is very like her Dad and she even says that she wants to travel like her Dad always travelled and I'm so annoyed that THAT wasn't the major Luke and Lorelai conflict instead of April Nardini. (who I think was in part written as a way to give Luke a biological child of his own and still get with Lorelai ....because again hetero-normativity) (its a trope *cough* How I met your mother *cough*) That's why the whole "Wild" trip was written for Lorelai in my opinion it's because Lorelai does want to go out and have an adventure and she does want to find herself. What's more annoying about this story line being dropped though is because the seeds for it being a major Luke and Lorelai conflict are there. Dean telling Luke that Lorelai wants more than Stars Hollow, Lorelai's curiousity about the job offer from her Dad's friend and Lukes reaction to that, Lorelai realising that some of her aversion to certain paths in life come from her parents wanting them for her which may include "going corporate" which could open doors for travel. That’s how Luke lost the last love of his life - Rachel. It was potrayed that she was always leaving - but it could also be interpreted as Luke never following her. Then Lorelai wants to travel to run incorporations of an inn that Rachel introduced her to through her pictures.

Think about it Luke's major character flaw is that he finds change very difficult. He lives in the same town he has lived in his whole life, he doesn't change his clothes, he can't make a move. This made sense for Luke before - he needed to be so solid because his family was so erratic, he needed to be there for his dad, he needed to be there to bail his sister out but at the end of the show Luke has no reason not to change, his business is well established enough that he could trust Ceasar to run it while he was away, he (would not have had) any children, any real reason to stay in the town other than stubbornness.

I don't find April annoying as a character - I find why she was written annoying. Luke didn't need a kid. The show is filled with biological parent child relationships that don't work, that show that bonds are more about being there for someone than being in their DNA. I feel like writing as if Luke needs to have a child is just weird (it's stated and shown on multiple occasion he in fact really doesn't like kids), when he's been a relative hermit up to age what 35/40 means that maybe he'd be ok without kids and the fact that Luke is loved like a father by Jess and by Rory but no Luke needs biological children because? why?

And then Jess (who was always ready to leave and never shows his cards when it comes to love) could show up and tell him that he should go be with Lorelai wherever , that he’ll make sure Liz and TJ don’t join any vegetable cults. Because Luke now has someone else in his family that he can rely on and he doesn’t have to plan funerals and interventions for his crazy family members on his own and also the this plot line would fall in nicely with the GG theme song but that’s not that big of a deal.

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Why The Great North Isn’t Just Another Bob’s Burgers

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It’s easy to take one look at FOX’s newest animated comedy, The Great North, and assume it’s exactly like the long running and beloved Bob’s Burgers. Two of The Great North’s creators wrote a good chunk of Bob’s Burgers episodes and the shows share a near-identical art style after all. At first glance some of the Bob’s Burgers character archetypes seem to be involved as well: awkward daughter, an odd sarcastic youngest child, and a loving, if somewhat offbeat, father. So why bother with something like Bob’s Burgers when you could just watch Bob’s Burgers?

While there are a few surface similarities, by the end of the first episode of The Great North you’ll realize there’s so much more to it than just an Alaskan set version of the Belcher family. It’s got humor all its own, unique characters, and the potential to be something that isn’t merely a rival to Bob’s Burgers but a truly unique experience.

So let’s head up north to discover all the reasons why The Great North is so wonderful. As a brief primer, the show is set in Alaska and follows the Tobin family with fisherman dad Beef, artistic daughter Judy, loveably dumb son Ham, bear-suit wearing son Moon, oldest and eager to please son Wolf, his always chipper and new to Alaska fiancé Honeybee, and Judy’s best imaginary friend Alanis Morissette…played by Alanis Morssette.

The Family’s Lack of a Mom is Refreshingly Handled

A lack of a mom is a huge trope in animation at this point (look at damn near every ‘90s Disney movie) and if there is a mom, especially in a comedy, she tends to be wacky or overly loving. The Great North puts a new twist on both of these in its very first episode.

The plot of the premiere deals with Beef struggling to get over his ex-wife years after she abandoned the family. An ex-wife isn’t anything to write home about, a single dad taking care of a family is a comedy trope in of itself, but it’s what we learn about Beef’s ex that makes this element so refreshing.

Instead of the mom just not being present or having died off screen, Beef only acts like she’s dead, a fabrication everyone goes along with to keep him sane. When he isn’t around though Judy is quick to point out the rest of the family doesn’t buy this and they never liked her much anyway. She even flat out states,

“She was a really bad mom, okay? And it was actually better when she left.”

The other kids then list off horrible things she did, like name their dog Grandma solely so, “she wouldn’t be lying when she said we were with Grandma when people asked.” She runs a blog with her “new lover” about stores that wont chase you if you shoplift. Even in her goodbye letter to Ham she just wrote, “smell you later.”

I love this so much because it replaces all the easy sentimentality of a dead or simply absent mom that comedies love and instead opens up some fantastic new storytelling opportunities. In the pilot alone it gives us deep insight into Beef, that despite how awful she was he refuses to think anything but the best of her. Why is he like that? Is it his way of not thinking about all the terrible things she did? She’s left him so broken he has to concoct an elaborate fantasy to keep himself sane. It makes you instantly love the character and while he does seemingly get over this denial in the pilot I can foresee it impacting him for the rest of the series.

It’s also so refreshing because the kids aren’t all that broken up about it. Knowing their mom was terrible helps reflect a lot of what kids go through in real life. Sometimes they just have a bad parent and there’s no deep explanation of why, they just are and it’s not great. Maybe Judy and the others are hurt by this and I’d love to see the show tackle that in the future but even if it strictly keeps this part of their characters on the comedic side of things? It’s empowering. These kids aren’t broken up by their awful mom and want her back; they’re thriving BECAUSE she isn’t around.

Nick Offerman Being Nick Offerman

Over the years Nick Offerman has perfected the deadpan and loveable character that brought him to fame in Parks and Recreation. His role as Beef isn’t a major departure from that mold but it does allow Offerman to be even warmer than his most famous character.

As Beef he’s a capable man who gets up to see the sun rise and chop wood. He loves nature so much he steals a potted plant from a mall to take better care of it. His love for his family is on full display and he often goes to absurd lengths to keep them together. Offerman brings a great charm to the role and all of the jokes he delivers are winners.

The Rural Location

Bob’s Burgers draws much inspiration from its city setting, while The Great North is set in rural Alaska. This may seem like a surface level change but once again opens up all kinds of new opportunities for stories and characters. Where the Belcher family was somewhat cynical to city life (you would be to with a landlord breathing down your neck) the Tobin family openly embraces the chilly north.

Judy sits out on the roof and talks with her imaginary best friend, Moon takes great pride in his ability to mimic a soon to be eaten cadaver laying out in the snow, and Beef specifically gets up every morning to stare in wild wonder at Alaska’s majesty while whispering “hot dog.” The whole family even delights in going to the mall, which is the kind of joy only someone living out in the middle of nowhere can truly appreciate.

The Different Character Dynamics

Even after eleven truly fantastic seasons Bob’s Burgers characters still manage to never feel stale and the team behind the show always finds new ways to play around with them. With such a rock solid cast of characters you’d think they could tackle any story imaginable but The Great North is already proving to be a home for stories that just wouldn’t work for Bob’s Burgers.

The most noticeable change is that most of the kids are older. Judy and Ham are both sixteen which opens up a lot of possibilities that couldn’t be done with the Belcher kids. They can get involved in more serious relationships, have jobs (as Judy gets in the first episode), and are able to be more autonomous from the family. Wolf, the oldest of all of them, is engaged! Imagine what could be done with a soon-to-be married couple? Honeybee herself also functions as a delighted fish out of water to Alaska, her thoughts on the Tobins’ life a needed commentary. Her outgoing personality also clashes well with Moon’s stoic nature.

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Judy and Ham also share a more loving sibling dynamic than any of the Belcher kids ever have. In Bob’s Burgers the kids don’t wear their hearts on their sleeves, they’re more likely to make sarcastic quips about one other. The Great North though has Judy and Ham share a special bond, the two have a secret handshake that goes for an indeterminable amount of time. It’s really sweet and it makes me excited to see what kind of comedy can be mined from this more openly affectionate family.

Ham Is Gay And I Love Him

Ham is my favorite character so far in this show. He’s a little slow on the uptake but loves everyone in his family a lot and can even make a perfect replica of a cadaver… in the form of a cake. He also happens to be gay, a fact that is wonderfully confirmed in the first episode when he blurts out, “I AM GAY!

To which Moon responds, “we know. You’ve come out to us a bunch of times.”

Beef then adds, “we love you just the way you are, damn it!”

Ham, clearly not remembering his past comings-out, yells, “WELL, THANK YOU FOR BEING AN ALLY!”

It’s a great scene and kicks any subtext out the door. Queer audiences don’t have to sit around guessing who COULD be queer in the show (as they’re so often forced to do with so little representation in media) there’s a character who said OUT LOUD he’s gay. He’s one of us!

Bob’s Burgers has had several one-time gay characters (Bob did refer to himself as “mostly straight” once but that was more of a gag) but getting a gay teen in the main cast is sublime. He’s also a different sort of gay teen then we’re used to in television, with a tiny “probably thinks it’s cooler than it actually is” mustache and his “not quite all there” personality. He’s not a stereotype, he’s got some obvious flaws, but he’s loveable! Sure enough, his family loves him and accepts him.

Having a gay character in the cast opens up so many story possibilities. Are there any other gay kids in this rural town? What if there’s only one and he’s forced to date him? Does he know what kind of guys he likes yet? Where do the gay kids hang out in this town?

It also must be reiterated that his family loves him and accepts him. While drama over coming out and acceptance is totally valid, I’m glad that Ham will get the chance to just be gay and his family will support him all the way. We can just see him happily (if somewhat absent-mindedly) live his life and that’s needed in a world with so little queer representation. As a pansexual man myself it’s heartwarming. I wish I had a character like Ham when I was growing up.

Alanis Morissette Is A Main Character

Yes, Alanis Morissette is in The Great North (played by the actual Alanis Morissette) but in an absolutely perfect choice she’s not the REAL Alanis Morissette, she’s Judy’s best imaginary friend who just happens to be Alanis Morissette. Judy’s artistic so it makes sense she’d look up to someone as incredible as the Canadian musical genius. As an imaginary best friend she tends to serve as a sounding board for Judy’s thoughts and gives absolutely flawless advice.

Even better though? The imaginary Alanis Morissette also only appears in the Aurora Borealis. That’s… incredible. What a way to take advantage of the show’s location!

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The Great North is a delight. It’s only been two episodes (the third one premieres February 14 and the first two are available on Hulu) but it’s already shown a lot of promise. Not in the “oh it’ll get good eventually” sense but in the “no it’s already great and I want to see more of it!” Don’t think of it as another Bob’s Burgers, just think of it as its own wonderful moose-filled show (it’s Alaska, what did you expect) and you’ll have a fantastic time. Truly, in these dark times we could all use a little help from imaginary best friend Alanis Morissette.

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35 Questions for Fanfiction Writers

well since dearest @bachint asked, here goes nothing!

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!)

well if no downplaying’s allowed i guess i’d give it a 3/5? some mistakes since i’m not a native plus i”m still working on getting my english style better! i like what i come up with all the same, i’ve improved a lot these past two years, and my grammar isn’t that bad i guess?

2. Why do you write fanfiction?

to do what developers didn’t do in the first place to make good use of my imagination, to cope with the fact that some characters don’t exist and i will never follow another one of their adventures, to forget about a boring real life...

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?

my writing doesn’t stand out lmaooo but i guess i’m always trying to focus on the character’s psychology, struggles and all that, so if someone likes my work, it’s ‘original’ bc it’s usually quite different from the usual stories where there are a lot of dialogues and interactions.

4. Are there any writers that inspire you?

i’ve been inspired a lot by @welcometogressenheller (i wish i could do as well as she does.....), @aceklaviergavin (kudos to you even if you never see that post and you probably don’t know who i am), and some others whose name i forgot (sorry!)

5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of?

i didn’t write much but i guess that my latest fics are really nice (There’s No Light In You Anymore, and the whole Faith series on AO3). also my big project “Now That You’re Gone”, i’m glad i’ve been able to write that much for it and i intend on continuing as soon as i find the motivation!

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily?

pain, struggles and all that comes with it as long as it’s in the character’s mind, because beware here you step in a dark space

7. What element of writing do you struggle with most?

ordinary scenes of life? i always find my writing lacking as soon as i step out of my comfort zone, i’m all for rambling and never-ending pain

8. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write?

desmond/descole surely

9. Which character(s) do you find most difficult to write?

all the good guys (and dimitri allen because i’d love writing about him but i’m? just unable to?)

10. What’s your favorite genre to write for?

that may come as a surprise! angst!

11. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most?

a mix of question 8 and 10 and you’ve got your answer

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about.

professor layton and the shattering secrets!!! i’m so happy of what this AU will look like when i’ll be done writing the following chapters, at first it probably looks annoying but heck i wanna promise anyone who’s reading it that the plot twists are gonna be worth it even though the overall background isn’t that original because i’ve mixed up different elements from other games (aaaand we’re back in our oh-so-amazing comfort zone that covers up a massive lack of imagination)

13. First fandom you ever wrote for?

ummm? the vampire diaries maybe? back when i was 10 or 11 lol

14. What’s your favorite fandom to write for?

hands up... pROFESsoR LayTON

15. What’s the weirdest fandom you’ve ever written for?

i didn’t write for many fandoms but back in my younger days i used to do self-insert fics with the vampire diaries cast and it was so odd and i wish i hadn’t just confessed that on my tumblr blog

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)?

nothing that comes to mind

17. A trope you’ll never, ever write for.

dunno either

18. Wildest fic you’ve ever written?

PL and the shattering secrets! huge canon divergence and one heck of an AU (also its original version is much worse, my mind was going crazy when i was 15)

19. Do you prefer canon-compliant, AUs, or something in-between?

i love reading AUs, writing some requires solid imagination which i have not, but honestly i don’t really mind

20. Gen fic or shippy stuff?

gen

21. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!)

desmond sycamore x his wife / randall ascot x hershel layton (be it romantic or platonic) / randall ascot x basically anyone from the MM i guess though i didn’t write anything about that yet (it’s about to change guys)

22. Do you listen to anything while you write?

yea i can’t write without listening to music - any playlist does the trick as long as i like what i’m listening to but usually i listen to sad soundtracks, or i’m inspired by some random lyrics

23. Do you prefer prompts and challenges, or completely independent ideas?

i’d go with challenges bc my horrible ass has very few ideas but i usually come up with independent ideas

24. One-shots or multi-chaptered works?

one shots!

25. Have you ever daydreamed about side adventures/spin-offs from your fic? Tell us about them!

i don’t remember ;_;

26. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try?

i’ve got one OS in mind with randall/layton but i don’t want to be the talk of the town because it’s probably going to be awful? also any other fic including the PL3 crew

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received?

@welcometogressenheller telling me she believed i was a native!!! i struggle so much trying to improve my writing style in english and i have a lot of insecurities so it was so heartwarming and incredible to read...

also basically any other comment where people tell me they like what i write. i love that writers feel the need to take some time reviewing my works bc i need constant validation

28. How well do you handle criticism when it comes to your writing?

well i’ve never really received ‘harsh’ criticism or anything, save for some very rare remarks on my grammar so i guess i don’t know? at first it’s always sad to see that what i’ve done isn’t perfect but i guess it’s impossible to be perfect so i’m really happy that people take some time to underline what looks wrong to them

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out?

currently trying to with shattering secrets and it’s actually a great way to improve!

30. Tooth-rotting fluff or merciless angst?

MERCILESS ANGST

31. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them!

i wish i could but it would perhaps be a huge spoiler so i don’t wanna say much about them...

i have 1) annabell sycamore, des’s wife, whose personality fits very much mine. she’s a playwright, spends lot of her time writing and acting in front of des AND WITH des. also she’s a very realistic person and some people usually tell her that she’s being too pessimistic

2) aurelia from the shattering secrets and on her i really cannot say much... if anyone’s read this far it would be so nice if you could give SS a shot by the way!!

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less.

desmond sometimes finds happiness but it’s always taken from him

(isn’t that a summary for everything i’ve ever written?)

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process?

i don’t translate my works from my original language to english, i write straight in english. i spend a lot of time making sure i haven’t done any grammatical mistakes, checking the definition and the use of some words i’m not sure about, and sometimes it’s quite a pain and it can be also very discouraging bc i end up believing what i write comes from a random internet dictionary while deep down i know it’s not true but hey what can i say. huge insecurities laid bare here.

(if any reader of mine’s reading this, i apologize)

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of.

(beware: spoilers for the whole prequel trilogy!!!)

“Hershel Layton was puzzled. A funny emotion to feel for someone who loved puzzles that much, but nothing could ever describe better the way he’d felt for hours now, hours that seemed like ages.So much did happen in the span of a few hours.

First he’d learned his parents could be targeted by Targent, then Aurora had made it clear that she didn’t want to live anymore, all so she could protect them. Then Desmond—no, Descole—had taken the key from her hands, and revealed himself as the dangerous scientist Layton knew him to be.

Then they’d fought. Despair was filling the air, though Hershel didn’t understand what Descole meant when he cried that the Azran legacy was all he had to live for.

And as if there hadn’t been enough betrayals as it was, Emmy was soon to follow. Luke had been abducted. He’d had no other choice than siding with Descole to prevent Bronev from unleashing doom on Earth. Misery didn’t seem to end.

Just when he’d thought he’d finally be able to change things, Descole had been ready to sacrifice himself to save Luke. And then…

Then everything just collapsed.

He held his agonizing brother in his arms; the one who’d wanted so hard to take him down only a few hours back was now confessing, fearing death was on the way.“

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from ‘Six Times Hershel Layton Remembered, Plus The One Time He Didn’t’

35. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want!

oops i haven’t got anything more to say but thank you for reading? perhaps?

#asks #asks for fanfiction writers #eve rambles #professor layton fandom #how does umblr work #also sorry my english may be lacking #you know the meme sorry for my bad english don't you #well i'm that meme

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reachexceedinggrasp · 4 years

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Fated to Love You here reaffirming my long held conviction that no pure romance drama should be 20+ episodes.

This show is... really something. It is, in the fullest possible sense, A Lot. It starts out as an all-out screwball comedy wrapped around a troperiffic romance fluff plot. Wall to wall clichés, but not in a bad way; in a meta, self-aware, peak performance, finest Velveeta way. And if you’re not familiar with screwball comedy, think ‘light-hearted crack fic with slapstick and farce’. There is nothing believable or grounded about any aspect of it, it starts at Bonkers Level: Platinum and it only climbs higher as it goes on.

(On a side note, this results in the leading man being possibly the most memorable love interest in romcom history. His introduction scene is nothing short of batshit insane and you can't reliably predict how he will respond to anything. I have never seen a main character like this, he is all over the shop and utterly singular. Your first reaction to him is ‘wtf?’, your second and third reactions are ‘really?! this guy??’, your fourth reaction is ‘okay he do be mad hot tho’, your fifth and final reaction is ‘I cannot believe this performance exists, I have no idea what he is doing, but it is amazing.’

Appropriately(?) the actor who plays him is an uncanny Korean doppelgänger of Johnny Depp and- between the resemblance, the mannerisms, and the fearless total commitment to a bold as fuck acting choice with the very serious chops to back it up- I’m not convinced they aren’t half brothers separated at birth.

They do sabotage my happiness several times by starting to randomly style his (long, beautiful) hair very weird, fixing it right when the plot is rapidly circling the drain so he looks his hottest just as the show becomes briefly unwatchable, and then ruining him for the entire second half of the series by shearing it all off. WHY, my anguished cry goes up. Why do you do this?! Why does he have like seven hairstyles over the course of the show? Much later they even briefly give him that ubiquitous Kdrama Second Lead haircut with weirdly forward combed fringe in a solid straight line across the brow all the way back from the crown. It looks terrible on everyone and I hate it so much. This version was less bad than most but it is still bad. Anyway.)

So it’s an incredibly fun time to start but there are some problems with the tone and plot even in the first 9 episodes, including when the lovers start getting along really well right away and they’re both thoroughly decent people so there’s nothing keeping them from having a lovely time together making the best of the circumstances (forced/fake marriage). And, instead of introducing new conflict or advancing one of the dozen conflicts previously established and actually moving forward, there is a painfully contrived rehash of something they already dealt with which is then just never resolved. They make the hero leap to a conclusion his wife is nefarious after he’d already decided once that she isn’t (though it was completely reasonable for him to think she was- the fact that he decided to trust her so quickly just speaks to what kind of person he is), never try to find out more or talk to anyone about it, start pushing her away because of it, and have all this come to absolutely nothing. It only exists so he’ll stop being so incredibly nice to her and they won’t fall in love too fast.

You’d think they would have to eventually clear the air before the romance advances right? No. It wasn’t a real plot point, it was just a reset button to get them estranged and hostile again after they connect over their kindred spirits and we’ve spent a bunch of time showing how profoundly supportive and honourable our hero is. He’s being beautifully mature and selfless because he’s a really good dude (unusual for a romcom drama, right? for the main guy to be nice and considerate? to accept responsibility even if he doesn’t have to? Gun’s weird but he’s wonderful), but the writers need him to be cold and standoffish, so they just make him act like an unreasonable idiot for a while. He’s been thus far hugely proactive and direct and honest about everything, it’s one of his most prominent character traits, but suddenly he’s going to avoid confrontation in favour of being super passive aggressive?? Then the writers never solve it. Never! It just goes away. He got over it, I guess? He decided he doesn’t care if she’s a gold digger who deliberately trapped him? God forbid we have motivations that make sense and organic character drama, right? It's not like he didn't have totally valid reasons to be suspicious that could have led to legitimate conflict our heroine would struggle to vindicate herself from.

But anyway, apart from that kind of lazy bullshit, it’s a fine romance plot with extremely endearing characters who have great chemistry. They are fun and well-rounded and incredibly human despite all the silliness and OTT antics. Their relationship is hugely, hugely engaging and the dynamic is perfect, they really complement each other as characters and organically drive each other's arcs. There's the genuine depth and warmth and quiet pathos so often lacking from this kind of show. Things progress at a semi-reasonable pace. They work up to confessing their mutual feelings and get into some cute shenanigans before making out. It happens soon enough that you are not frustrated, but there's still plenty of build-up. Then- uh oh! We’re only 9 eps in and we have another 11 hours to fill with this fluffy plot!

Time for a bunch of absolute fucking nonsense. Time for our show, which has been so goofy and removed from reality it occasionally resembles a Monty Python skit, which has been so light it asks you to ignore the frankly incredibly fucked up implications of its premise for the sake of comedy (they were both drugged and proxy raped resulting in a pregnancy- the FL was a virgin prior to this and Gun had a girlfriend he wanted to propose to- and it was the FL’s family who did this to them: SUPER FUCKED UP), so farcical that it makes Some Like it Hot look like a gritty crime drama, that show to cover a bunch of serious heavy shit.

First, the rankest of melodrama. The families and the world all turn on our couple, but their love is true and will conquer all- UNTIL, he randomly collapses and gets convenient Soap Opera Amnesia. He’s forgotten their entire relationship and a series of coincidental pieces of misconstrued evidence, the machinations of his scheming ex girlfriend, the Soap Opera Doctor’s advice, and his closest confidants all going along with this conspire to make him believe (AGAIN) that his wife just wants his money.

This whole terrible episode is mercifully brief, but it just gets worse after his memory returns. This is where we get into the Noble Idiocy. The ‘pretend you don’t love them to “save them” from getting hurt by hurting them and making their important life decisions for them as if they don’t have a basic fucking right to decide that themselves’ kind. Which goes on for three FUCK years in the show. He wastes three years of their lives they could have spent together because he’s worried he might die young (in a terrible way) and doesn’t want to put her through that. And, of course, they inevitably get together later, so all he did was make it infinitely worse for her either way. To say nothing of how he thus couldn’t be there for her through the loss of their child. Possibly my most hated fucking trope of all time when done this way.

And, yep, you read that right. This show that has the single most batshit bonkers over the top slapstick I have ever seen in a kdrama, this show has a storyline where the fluffy romcom trope accidental pregnancy ends in massive trauma. Because she was standing around in the street after realising he does remember her (he continued to pretend he had amnesia after his memories came back, it’s all part of the stupid noble idiocy so I glossed over it) and gets hit by a car in the middle of their angst staring.

It is nearly Meet Joe Black levels of hilariously abrupt and incongruous.

so, blah blah, they lose their baby (there’s a very stupid whole thing about her telling everyone to save the baby instead of her- the baby is not far enough along for this to have been remotely viable. She is like 3 months pregnant. They all act like there’s a choice to be made between them and she’s mad at her husband for choosing to save her, but there was NO CHOICE. Either she lives or they both die! ffs I’m so irritated about this) and then he dumps her ~for her own good~~ because he loves her too much to make her go through losing him? So she loses him sooner?? right after their baby died???

Why do people in these stories always think being betrayed and abandoned for no reason and being incredibly angry at someone you love while also not getting to be with them is somehow less painful than making the best of your life together and then losing them against their will? ‘I will make her hate me and then she won’t be sad we broke up/I died!!!!’ is such a fucking galaxy brain take and I despise it with the heat of ten thousand suns. Fuck you, Spider-Man. You aren’t protecting anyone, the villains still know you love MJ and will still use her against you, you clod. Emotionally torturing the person you love is not going to make them not a target because the villains are not as fucking stupid as you two. Anyway.

Amnesia was right where I started fast-forwarding and skipping around (because I couldn’t bear it), but it only goes downhill from there. Maybe I would have toughed out more of the wretched middle part plot twist if they hadn’t cut all the hot guy’s hair off. If I’m going to watch total nonsense tedious melodrama, I need it to at least be pretty. I understand it was a Symbolic Haircut but damnit! Let me have this!

And it ultimately does the thing that kdramas seem obsessed with and which makes me want to claw out my own eyeballs with frustration. There’s a giant time skip, the female lead gets a personality transplant, all narrative momentum is lost, and the characters who eventually (at ENORMOUS length) get together permanently are essentially completely different characters with a completely different dynamic than the couple you were shipping for 90% of the story. It is so FUCKING unsatisfying and it is EVERYWHERE.

Not so much with this one because this one still had a lot of very romantic scenes late in the game, but most that do this, it’s also like all the romance is sucked out of the post-time skip episodes and the ending is a consolation prize instead of a triumphant culmination. Inevitably, the heroine abruptly cools off and is suddenly wary of the hero and wants this Important New Career she never mentioned until the penultimate episode but is now her one true life’s dream. What the apparently irresistible appeal is of these contrived separations and demure conclusions is I CANNOT FATHOM. I’m here for the fucking romance guys, you have not made Citizen Kane, please just indulge me with a big schmoopy finale.

And if not that, it’s frequently that there’s been so many random mood swings and so much shitty behaviour by the end that the relationship doesn’t make sense and you don’t know why they even bother to get back together.

I’m not inherently against all misunderstandings (they are the bread and butter of low stakes romance let’s be real) or attempts at noble idiocy from misguided characters, but the duration and seriousness of the drama these generate needs to be in proportion to how ridiculous they are. If your entire plot can be solved by a thirty second conversation there is NO REASON not to have and the continuation of the misunderstanding is a result of someone just NOT SPEAKING UP when any functional human being would have spoken up seven times by now IT’S BAD.

Do little cliff-hangers, whatever, but don’t draaaaagg out silly misconceptions into Shakespearean tragedy, it’s just wearying. It makes me hate the characters for acting like emotionally constipated toddlers with terminal stupidity. If there is so little trust, so little understanding, and so little basic patience between these people, they probably shouldn’t be dating, so try fucking harder, writers. And noble idiocy that is more than an impulse they fairly quickly see the error of is just insulting. You are not helping the other person, you are being domineering and selfish. I have a whole complex about wasting time and seeing endless parades of characters flushing years down the toilet for literally no reason gives me hives. Especially when the whole issue is about time!

(And, btw, so much of the plot is about how desperately the family needs an heir and everyone still wanting them to have kids the second time they get together- while the ~dilemma used to keep them apart is a GENETIC DISEASE which could STRIKE AT ANY TIME. Do you SEE THE PROBLEM WITH THIS WRITERS????? NO, I KNOW YOU DON’T. ommmmmmmmggggg that’s awful! So they’re just dooming more kids to Soap Opera Brain Disease? And maybe growing up without a father just as Gun did? And no one even considers suggesting adoption??? He never considers that he shouldn’t have biological children despite thinking he shouldn’t have a wife?)

ANYWAY. Please do watch the first nine episodes and the last three, it’s bananas. They are cute as fuck, Gun is The Best, and the tropey romance scenes are top quality. You don't get those things executed so well, it doesn't happen, so you need this in your life. The acting is of a calibre you never usually see in modern romcoms; these are people at the top of their game committing utterly and taking these characters completely seriously. In that way it is pure wish fulfilment for me as someone who loves romance and is almost always disappointed by popular romance media, and thus the show is incalculably special. But skip the middle. Just skip it. It's not worth the suffering. I find the tone whiplash honestly just this side of crass.

I’ve been thinking about it for over a week and I truly love the main characters so it did plenty right, but I just cannot with wedding the two things this show is trying to be together, especially when it goes so hard in two mutually exclusive directions. but also the Meet Joe Black sudden car accident device is not redeemable under any circumstances. Can we never do that again, please.

#fated to love you #kdrama #jang hyuk #writing

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hipsterfishboi · 4 years

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JUDGING RANDOMISED MONSTER HIGH/EVER AFTER HIGH SHIPS

Last night I had no internet, so I put the names of 16 MH characters and 16 EAH characters in a hat, shook it around a little and then produced all the names into 16 ships. I will then be ranking them (and maybe adding a couple of headcanons and such because this is mY POST).

Put under the cut because of how long it is.

1. Raven Queen x Hopper Croakington

Not one I expected for this and honestly, I can’t think of anything for them. They seem like the kind of ones to have gone on one date before Raven decided she doesn’t have time to deal with his inability to talk to her and constant simping over Briar.

3/10. Barely any vibes, let alone good or bad vibes :/

2. Frankie Stein x Sirena Von Boo

This one could be cute, Frankie tutoring Sirena in Mad Science and both of them slowly getting crushes on each other, though Sirena not wanting to break the bro code of not dating your friend’s ex. Both have such drastically different dumbass energies and I love it.

6/10. I can see this being a cute little relationship.

3. Johnny Spirit x Cerise Hood

Oh damn. Needless to say, Cerise would not take any of Johnny’s shit, perceived bad boy or not. I feel like they are both drastically different when they get into relationships, with Johnny being the type to make big romantic gestures, whereas Cerise is all about the small details. They would probably be p good for each other.

8/10. This is honestly really cute tbh.

4. Briar Beauty x Andy Beast

This could be funny, an opposites attract sort of situation. Briar being the extroverted thrill seeker she is, whereas Andy being a more socially awkward technologically-behind guy. I can see Briar sitting with Andy and showing him how to use various different types of teach, and Andy talking to Briar about Skull Shores and carrying her to bed when she inevitably falls asleep around him.

9/10. The Vibes are toit.

5. Daring Charming x Gigi Grant

First of all, Gigi deserves better so let’s jot that the fuck down. And I can’t really see her getting along with Daring, who would 100% try and use her for selfish wishes.

0/10. The vibes are rancid.

6. Faybelle Thorn x Clawd Wolf

Clawd does not deserve this. Faybelle would use his trusting nature and loyalty to her benefit and then dump him when his usefulness had stopped, smh. She needs to be called out on her shit.

-5/10. No.

7. Cedar Wood x Porter Geiss

YEEEEEEEES. The vibes on this are so fucking good. Just- the duo meeting because Porter’s doing some stupid shit and accidentally knocks her art supplies down and then they get started talking on art. They would 100% have dates which is just the both of them painting each other and talking and being wholesome. Porter has her back whenever she may need help and will knock anybody out who insults his beautiful girlfriend. He is the personification of that one Will Smith picture where he’s showing off his wife.

10000000000/10. Chef Kiss.

8. C.A. Cupid x Deuce Gorgon

Probably happens in a verse where he and Cleo aren’t a thing. Just talking about Greek shit™ together. The softest fucking dates. Both of them would be so fucking devoted in a relationship. I see them more as friends, but even that potential was wasted.

4/10. I can’t see them as a couple too much, but 10/10 friends.

9. Draculaura x Chase Redford.

Okay these two would be adorable, even if just aesthetically. Chase being a soft dumbass who is constantly in awe of his tiny vamp gf. She doesn’t always understand all the rules that are put in place, but she thinks it’s cute he’s so passionate about them.

7/10. Adorable

10. Alistair Wonderland x Vandala Doubloons.

Adventure buddies to lovers. Alistair showing Vandala around Wonderland and generally helping her trust solids, let alone humans more. They would probably develop a lot of inside jokes nobody else would get. Vandala teaching Alistair to swordfight for that romantic tension. Dumbasses who just love adventure and accidentally fell in love along the way.

9/10. Pretty hecking sweet.

11. Hunter Huntsman x Duchess Swan

Unless it’s some sort of Rivals to friends to lovers it wouldn’t happen. They might be interesting with the dichotomy of hunter / animal that can often be hunted. Hunter would probably have his work cut out making Duchess a semi-decent person.

6/10. Sweet concept but I can’t see it from where they are in the series.

12. Operetta x Darling Charming

Strong independent lady musician x Strong independent lady knight. I LOVE IT. They would be such an iconic power couple and honestly, we stan. Operetta taking no shite from the Charming family about what a woman should or shouldn’t be and setting them in their places. I adooooore this.

10/10. It’s amazing.

13. Maddie Hatter x Venus McFlytrap

Venus would be dumbfounded by most of the shit Maddie says, but probably would appreciate the help that Maddie could and likely would provide for the cause of preserving the flora of the planet. She’d likely love to hear about Wonderland and the plants there.

7/10. Good vibes.

14. Heath Burns x Dexter Charming

Awkward nerd x extroverted dumbass is an amazing trope. Heath and Dexter becoming flustered dumbasses around one another, but not realising as all their friends try and explain that they like each other. Heath would 100% be the one to confess first because it’s Heath™. Just… soft, stupid dumbasses.

8/10. Good bois. I’m lov.

15. Cleo deNile x Lizzie Hearts.

UTTER POWER COUPLE. The energy these girls have together is wonderful. Two powerful princesses who would utterly rule wherever they saw fit. Someone tries to insult Lizzie, they get roasted to filth by Cleo and if they try anything with Lizzie? Off with their head. They are both so sweet towards each other, with Lizzie making outfits for Cleo whenever she asks for it and Cleo being down to model for her girlfriend whenever she asks. They’re both so in love and soft for each other, though may have a couple of fights because they both have such strong personalities, though would always make it out the other end stronger for it

100/10

16. Sparrow Hood x Hoodood Voodoo

I can’t really see this one, I can see them maybe being friends but… anything beyond that isn’t really.

1/10

#monster high #ever after high #idc #i am not tagging all the characters #fuck you

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drunklander · 4 years

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Drunj!Der Yells About Outlander

Thoughts on Ep. 511

Ok so this episode is like the perfect embodiment of my love/hate relationship with the books. And the show, but since the author wrote it, the books too, and her writing/plotting in general. I hated the other episode she wrote so my expectations going into this were *rull* low.

This episode was like a series of character-driven vignettes, which is what I like most about her writing (and why I bother even sticking around): random scenes here and there that I really enjoy as standalone bits. But, in true Outlander fashion, it also like ticked a lot of the boxes for stuff plot-wise that I can’t stand. Namely, yet more violence against multiple women, Marsali and Fergus getting shortchanged, Lord John crossing just over the creepy line for a sec with Jamie and the situation with Ulysses’ legal status. It didn’t check the rape box, but we may have to revisit that next week. I sure as fuck hope we don’t have to, but seeing as this show never met a rape it didn’t think was ToTaLlY nEcEsSaRy to include... *preemptive sigh*

Show-wise this very much felt like a penultimate episode and in that respect it accomplished what it was supposed to. In the overall arc of the season though, much like when considering the whole book series, a few solid standalone scenes here and there do not equal a good whole. To be in this fandom is to be an expert in eating around the moldy parts of the bread to get a few nibbles of good stuff.

Anywho, SCIENCE!JIZZ 5EVA!

Fuck yeah PB&J, and Claire is forgiven for not mastering fluff yet. But fluffernutters are also a staple in any growing kid’s diet.

Poor burned girl. It’s not her fault she vaguely resembles a walker so I spent the whole time thinking about TWD.

Omfg I got like PTSD flashbacks when I saw that dress in the title card. KILL THAT DRESS WITH FIRE!

There may not be fluffernutters, but Bree and Claire fluff and Young Ian and Jemmy fluff are good substitutes.

This kid is adorbs tho.

They’ve been really blasé about mentioning time travel in front of folks this season. First Marsali and now Young Ian. The latter will be remedied, but I’m still lowkey annoyed that Fergus and Marsali aren’t brought into the circle of trust... Esp. when there was a perfect opportunity for it later on.

I cannot with men, tbh. Seeking justice for a daughter who’s been “dishonored” by killing the dude is like the most overused trope of toxic masculinity ever. And now we’re supposed to be all like oh look how relatable the Brown guy is! Because our tropey men wanted to kill a dude like that last week! Hard pass. Also, fucking his kid wasn’t raped, she loves a guy who happens to be married, but everything was super consensual. Sooo like double gross points for you, dude.

And yes, I know it’s ThE pAsT, but I am not in the past, I am in the present, and the show is airing in the present, so thinking this sort of behavior is gross is totes ok. So the fucked up squad of randos who always jump into my notes about how they like “their men to be men” can just shove it, ok? Ok.

They’re like really not subtle with the foreshadowing this episode are they. But then again, when has subtlety ever been a thing on this show. That’s a nice still you got there, shame if anything were to happen to it...

I’m really digging the decor in this living room.

Oh hey! They finally decided to stop pretending like Young Ian was dumb and didn’t notice literally *gestures* everything about Claire.

I’m still salty they never told Jenny and Ian in S3 tbh.

Shockingly, considering who wrote it, so much of this episode is directly from the books. So I’m sure the Cult of Herself folks will be obsessed. And like yeah, some of the stuff in this episode is some of the bits I really like from the books as individual little scenes. However! I know some in the cult will use this as a reason why the show should StAy TrUe To ThE bOoKs more. And please, for the love of fuck, fight that instinct. Parts of this episode aren’t good “because they’re from the book,” they’re good because they’re emotional moments between characters, which is where both the books and the show are strongest. “Sticking with the book” on everything would make an already not great show even worse. I mean, the show ain’t great, but thank fuck they’ve streamlined the book stuff as much as they have.

Yes, I did notice the Pamela easter egg from the book. No, I’m not one who gets excited about shit like that.

Aaand here we get the problematic af bit about Ulysses and his legal status. In the book, he was offered freedom and turned it down to stay with Jocasta. Which is twelve kinds of fucked up. Here, he *is* a free man and he chooses to stay and cosplay an enslaved person so he can chill with Jocasta? FUCK THAT NOISE. That is some “benevolent slave owner” bullshit. They don’t get overt with the Ulysses and Jocasta are banging stuff from the book, which is also epically fucked up considering the power dynamic and how a fuckton of men enslaved their own fucking kids because they’d raped the mothers and children take the status of the mother. I’m glad they didn’t come right out and say that. But it’s like lowkey implied and even if it’s not supposed to be taken as canon, having a Black man be given the option to get the fuck out of there and choose to stay with someone who enslaves other Black people is like some dangerous white fanfic nonsense.

Also, thinking about the slave/master relationship dynamic today really makes me wish I saw Jeremy O. Harris’ play while it was running...

Oh yay, Bree and Roger are actually leaving. Much like the Bonnet shit, credit where credit’s due, I’m glad they’re not dragging the will they/won’t they go out for another season.

Don’t sound so butthurt that you didn’t get to murder a guy, Jamie.

Poor Young Ian. Buddy needs a hug. And more screentime for his story. Like, do we really need something else traumatic to happen to Claire when we could explore family dynamics instead? This time with Young Ian and his wife and their Mohawk family?

THERE ARE SO MANY OTHER WAYS TO HAVE DRAMA AND CONFLICT THAT CAN TAKE UP THE RUNNING TIME OF A SEASON THAT DON’T INVOLVE CONSTANTLY PUTTING THE WOMEN IN PHYSICAL DANGER.

Lol at the thought of LJG “working the land.” Like, buddy, have you seen yourself?

“No doubt there a great many things I shall miss about being here.” Don’t make it weird bro.

Yes, I know he’s like gonna miss their friendship and stuff. But he’s always been just a smidge too intense about it. And by a smidge I mean the gay guy openly in love with his straight best friend a gross trope and I don’t like it.

Ok so if we’re following the “rules” of the show that the production used to recite ad nauseam to justify why Jamie and Claire barely seemed to even like each other for a few seasons (”they’re married, we don’t need to see them fuck!” “we already know they love each other, it’s a given!”), this sex scene shouldn’t exist. Because it’s really not essential to the plot. Which just proves the “rules” are and always were bullshit excuses. And the author/writer of this episode def spouted that bullshit too, so she can also shove it.

Because this scene *should* exist and those “rules” *were* complete crap. Because Jamie and Claire are very sexual/physical people and, especially when they’re going through things, use sex to center themselves where they are and in their relationship. Bree and Roger are leaving. Jem’s leaving. They’re sad about that. But they’re also happy that they made a family and got to be together as a family and are glad to have had that chance. (And, they just like to fuck.) So of course this is a good character moment. This is the kind of shit we should be seeing instead of just a constant barrage of plot and violence. And the crew can fuck all they off with their not at all convincing talking points about “rules.”

Also this is a much better use of sex than them constantly having them fuck after a fight instead of actually working through the issue between them.

Also, fuck yeah, get it gurrrl.

SCIENCE!JIZZ! (I’m gonna need a gif of Claire’s face when Jamie’s figuring it out because that’s gonna be in heavy reaction rotation.

I just love Claire fuck yeah science Beauchamp.

It’s also another scene that does nothing to advance the plot, but is a nice respite from the constant trauma. The show has yet to find a balance between the two, which is annoying af because they’ve had five seasons to figure it out. So like whenever there is fluff, folks pounce on it like starving animals. Which some in the crew (and some fans) like to point out like “see, you all like everything now!” Or “look, why are you whining so much, we gave you this!” Or “wow you hate the show but now you like this part? Hypocrite.”

But like, no, that’s not what it means. Not giving someone water for days and then throwing them a small canteen doesn’t mean everything is hunky dory. It’s still super fucked up. So no, enjoying the fact that there are a few fluffy scenes in an episode doesn’t mean the show is good. If they made more of an effort to center the characters and spread the fluff around a bit more instead of waiting until there was like trauma fatigue and throwing in a fluffy life raft, the show as a whole would be stronger.

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Ok it’s super fucked up they hadn’t told Bree about Willie yet, but I’m glad Jamie is the one who tells her.

“And it wasn’t a matter of love between us, but it was her choice, and that’s all I’ll say about it.” BECAUSE SHE RAPED HIM. COERCION IS NOT CONSENT AND ALL THE PEOPLE WHO ARE STILL TALKING ABOUT HOW “HOT” THAT SCENE WAS ARE FUCKING DISGUSTING AND THE PRODUCTION IS DISGUSTING FOR SHOOTING A FUCKING RAPE IN THE MANNER THEY DID. AND ALSO FUCK THEM FOR HAVING IT BE A RAPE IN THE FIRST PLACE WHEN IT COULD HAVE SO FUCKING EASILY BEEN CONSENSUAL.

This show is so fucking not good.

This scene with Jamie and Brianna is super nice, but like, we saw nothing of them building their relationship. He didn’t even fucking hug her after Murtagh died. The scene loses so much of what it could have had because they never did the legwork to show us what they mean to each other.

It’s the same old shit they pulled with Claire and Jamie. “Oh they’re together and endgame so we don’t actually need to show you them building and working on their relationship that much. Because you know they’re together so just go with it.” Like no? Fuck you? That’s not how this works?

FERGUS AND MARSALI DESERVE BETTER!

Of course Marsali’s preggo again. Why the fuck should she do anything but spit out babies. Also, THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN A PERFECT TIME TO HAVE THE FRASER KIDS TALK ABOUT TIME TRAVEL.

And Bree’s become a sister to Marsali? We saw one fucking scene of them together. See above rant. Fucking show us them becoming sisters. Sorry to interrupt your constant stream of violence and trauma, but fucking actually SHOWING characters building relationships instead of TELLING us they did the thing is how this is fucking supposed to work.

I’m rull pissed we never got quality Fraser kid bonding, y’all.

And ditto with this scene with Lizzie. We saw more of Bree and Lizzie than Bree and Marsali, but like we never really saw them becoming friendly post Bree’s rape and Rogergate.

All the goodbyes are like making me feel inch deep feelings because they’re rooted in nothing we’ve actually seen. And I’m not a Bad Fan or dumb for not filling in the feelings myself. I’m the viewer. It’s not my job to fill in the show’s gaps. It’s the show’s job not to have emotional gaps.

Oh hey! Another shitty man who hurts his wife and another woman trapped in a physically abusive relationship who thinks the abuse is her fault! On Outlander? Who’da thunk they’d have something like this?!

I’m so tired, y’all. So. Fucking. Tired.

I HOPE YOUNG IAN FINDS HAPPINESS TOO, ROGER.

Ok but for real, every time Lord John talks about how Willie and Bree are like Jamie it has that gross tinge to it. Like I know he’s not meaning it like a creeper, but they leaned so fucking hard into him being so into and not over Jamie that the layer of grossness is always there.

Also like, grannie and grandda, we got like one scene of Claire and Jamie playing with Jem. WE COULD HAVE FELT SO MANY MORE FEELINGS ABOUT THEM BEING SEPARATED IF ONLY THEY HAD TAKEN THE TIME TO BUILD THE RELATIONSHIPS ON SCREEN.

Claire making everyone PB&Js is fucking adorable and I love her.

Old timey forks will never not be fucking weird looking.

“And now it’s just you and me again.” Uh, Fergus, Marsali and Young Ian might be a tad offended by that sentiment, Clairebear.

Ok but like do they really think a rope is gonna hold up to fucking magic time travel rocks? It’s gotta just be like a mental security blanket thing, right? Because if not, loooooooooool.

Ok but the really just let their kiddo run off like that in the middle of the magic time travel rock circle? Dumbasses.

Ok but like what’s the betting they ended up in like a RenFest type thing and think they haven’t traveled but they have and it’s like lol look at them fitting in with their old timey clothes vs. skipping them going back to the future and doing the going adventuring around the even past-er past part but with them all together instead of Roger and Buck?

I’m just hoping it’s something completely different than the books because I have zero interest in Bree and Roger in the 20th century and hate the Roger and Buck nonsense with a fiery passion.

Erm, that’s a little close to the house to build a privy, my dudes.

Is the setting a guy’s dislocated shoulder thing supposed to be a cute callback? Because like hey wink wink, first she was kidnapped and then set a shoulder and now she’s setting a shoulder and then getting kidnapped is kind of a fucked up “joke.”

But how about we get more of Nurse!Marsali and less of Marsali just being constantly preggo.

“Sort of like the opposite of what you do when ya joint a hog.” I JUST LOVE NURSE!MARSALI A LOT OK.

Aaand now that we’re all good and docile little fans who have been placated with some fluff and Fraser fucking as a treat, we can go back to the regularly scheduled violence against women. Because we literally just had a violent abduction last week. So clearly it’s time for another.

Everything in this story has been done before...

I swear to fuck, if they do the thing I think they’re gonna do next week, I hope they get rightfully dragged by fucking everyone.

And if by some fucking miracle of Caitriona putting her foot down they don’t do the thing next week, they get zero brownie points. You don’t get rewarded for doing what you should have done the whole time.

And of course the closing is Jamie lighting Flaming Dildo 2.0. His men swore oaths to him, not any government or crown, and protecting his family has always been the top thing for Jamie. So good choice there with saving Claire being the reason he calls up the men.

#*#outlander starz #outlander 5x11 #drunj!der yells about outlander

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What did you like the most about Meghna Dubey while creating her?

Thank you so much for asking!!! Meghna is very close to my heart, so I loved this opportunity to gush about her, and to collect my thoughts as to what I want out of her character arc. Thank you!

Meghna Dubey was a character I built for a RP (which, for the uninitiated, is a form of writing where multiple writers collaborate to write a story, each only controlling their characters and influencing the story via the things done by their characters. There are a lot of these on tumblr. Thankfully mine was hosted somewhere else, and the format was much cleaner and now I have lost the focus of this post...) Anyway, let's get back to the matter at hand. Unlike my other RPs, I had this one fully planned, as in I knew where I wanted to take this story. So Meghna's character arc was more or less clear to me, and I built her according to what will happen in the story, and what ideas I wanted to explore with her character.

Let's side track once again and learn more about her story because it will explain my reasoning a bit, as to why I created her the way I did, and such.

THIS was supposed to be a retelling of an ITV classic, rich boy (son of a business tycoon and lives abroad) crossing paths with middle class girl (small town girl with a big heart and a nasty habit to meddle in other people's business), coming together to reunite star crossed lovers and falling hard and fast for each other, ending with the classic rich guy abandoning his girlfriend for the past X years.

Meghna is the ex girlfriend in this story.

You know, the one who is also super rich, lives abroad, comes from a business family (she might be very career-oriented, but that's a cute bonus, not a requirement to fit into the trope). She would be mean spirited and a snob and she will create a ruckus before and after the breakup, and will lose her mind and hire goons and plan murder.

Only, my Meghna is not the vamp of this story. She is a flawed human, who loves too deeply, suffers through the heartbreak and gathers herself together to wish for happy things for all of them.

This is her story.

Now that you know about the plot and where I wanted to take it (as of yet, it has been put on an indefinite hiatus), let me come around and answer your question.

What is my favourite thing about Meghna? Her passion for her work, her dedication to the business, and how, Meghna Dubey of Saroja Jewelleries is a separate entity from the Meghna who had fallen in love with Ankit (the guy, my writing partner's character). Meghna goes through a lot, and it is the family business that helps to keep her head above the water.

Was it really necessary to make her fall so deeply in love with the guy, especially when I knew they wouldn't be together? Yes. I wanted to explore the mindset of a girl who had planned her whole life with a person, and who does NOT turn into a psychopath in her grief, but comes out of it the same, positive person she had been, if only a little jaded and bearing the scars of her first love. She never really fully recovers from that, although she does get her happy ending with her husband (Ajitesh). Her first love remains in a corner of her heart, whereas Ajitesh occupies most of the place. I even made a graphic to explain this mindset, and although this isn't my most favourite thing about her, it ranks pretty high up there. Sharing the graphic just because -

((Meri kahani toh Ankit se hi shuru hota hai aur ussi pe khatam.

Jane kaise, kab, kahan, meri duniya ussise takrayi, aur bas, pyaar hogaya. Mai toh wohi par atki rahi, par woh age bar gaya. Ajitesh bohot acha hai, aur mai bohot khush bhi hoon. Par phir bhi. Dil he ki maanta nehi. Pehle pyaar ki peheli nishaani hoke Ankit mere dil me rah gaya. Waise, mera dil hai bohot bada. Mera bita hua kaal aur mera jeevan sathi, dono ek hi jagah pe khusi-khusi rahte hain. Aap soch rahe honge, ki main kaun hoon? Mera naam kya hain?

Main MEGHNA, aur yeh, meri kahani hai.))

⬆️Transcript because the font is hard to read.

Coming back to the importance of her career, I wanted to give her something, and no, not as a hobby. A full blown career, and I wrote in the conflict with her orthodox aunt as a side plot for her cousin, but let's just focus on Meghna.

The only child of business tycoon Ronit Dubey, and sole Heiress of Saroja Jewelleries, Meghna stood on solid ground. A lot of the hard work was already done for her, though I did emphasise on how she had been very involved in the business from early on, and how she keeps coming up with new designs at random points, because her work is always there in her head. It is a huge, HUGE part of who she is. She is MEGHNA DUBEY, and that never leaves her.

She has a legacy to uphold, a society to fight with.

And when Ankit’s absence leaves her broken and without a sense of self (because she did go all out in her life. Back when they were dating, she had moulded herself into the role of his girlfriend < and future wife > and had it not been for Saroja Jewelleries, we could have lost Meghna to the shadow of a woman whose life revolved around Ankit), this connection, this purpose, is what motivates her. This is what makes her realise that she was much more than Ankit’s Meghna, and she comes up like a phoenix rising from its ashes and becomes her own person. She blooms.

Which is funny, because life was simpler and happier before, but even before Ankit had stepped into her life, she had built her identity around her business, and it is this same habit that made her switch targets and orbit around Ankit.

And now, the Meghna that comes out of all this is a person, an individual, and in my opinion, that's the best thing.

The thing I loved most when creating Meghna Dubey?

Her journey.

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About that Dark Visions comic...

I think it’s fair to say that when Marvel’s Dark Visions miniseries about Vader as seen from a different perspective was announced, everybody was excited. We have been hammered on the head since ROTS that “there are heroes on both sides” , and with the expectations concerning the end of the saga as a massive redemption and hope plot, you were bound to be curious about what they would come up with. TBH, I was not expecting to see a softer side to Vader. It would be wrong to expect anything like that, and it would somehow diminish from what happens to him in the OT. He is supposed to be more machine than man. So, no, I definitely did not expect him, or wished him to be the kind of guy operating as the Death Star Secret Santa, knitting socks for the poor and needy, or rescuing people’s pets. It was not my understanding that he was much loved by his Imperial “colleagues” either. When we first see him in ANH; he is derided and dismissed both by a colleague (sorry, forgot the name but you all know whose faithless person I am thinking of) and Leia. Respected for sure, because of the fear he instills in people. So if awe is obviously the right word to use, in the most etymological sense of the term, that is to say “ a feeling of reverential respect mixed with fear or wonder”, how many people found Vader awesome? Besides the audience. There had to be. And as a concept, it was pretty cool.

That being said, if you think of the title for the series, there were already many ways of interpreting it. Dark Visions... Visions of the power of the Dark Side? The way some people saw Vader? The way Vader thought people saw him? Did the stories happen for real or are they just what the title imply they are: visions. Images. Fantasies. Daydreams or nightmares? Possibly just the imagination of some deranged mind. There is something there that implies that we are not dealing with something too objective. But rather something unhinged and disturbing.

Now, I intend to keep this in mind about the issue that has been raising so much concern: “Tall, Dark, and Handsome”. I think malaise is really the word we should settle for. This issue is problematic in many ways.

For those who haven’t read it or just heard about it through social media and people complaining about it (possibly people on the other side of the spectrum fanning about it), this is how you can sum it up: this is the first person narrative of an unnamed nurse, working on the Death Star for Vader’s personal doctor. The nurse has developed an obsessive infatuation for Vader that has her snoop around him and collect bits and pieces about him (mostly gorish remains of his time at the medical bay) that she hides in her room. She keeps on daydreaming about him and the connection she thinks they have, until one day she musters up her courage and goes to talk to him in his private quarters in order to let him know of her love for him. He cuts her off in all the meanings of the word, both interrupting her speech of eternal devotion and undying love, and piercing her through with his saber. Last moment we see her is lying dead on the floor while he moves away and asking for the sanitation to rid him of the “garbage”.

Ok, that’s a tall order. Here are points that I find entirely problematic.

1.The Question of Agency:

The authors decided to give a voice, a narrative agency to a character that is presented as inconsequential to the story. She is an anonymous nurse, a dot, in the bigger picture of the Empire. Much, let’s say, like our current ST heroes: Rey, Finn, and Rose, who started as “nobody”, even more so in the case of Finn and Rey who have literally been deprived of their identities. You could think it’s cool to thus give a voice to this nurse. Even more so when you consider that throughout the comic, she is presented as downtrodden, poor, pushed over, abused physically and verbally, dismissed, and despised. Her employer disrespects her constantly, calling her “fool”, “idiot”, or “stupid”. He shoves her around, and also diminishes her job, calling it “not a real job” or insinuating that she does not do her job correctly. Cases in point:

And what do we get in this story? A female nobody who starts asserting herself. Wow.

She tells her own story. First person narrative. She becomes an agent.

Look at the evolution of her daydream fantasies. She starts from damsel in distress who needs a man to protect her from her daily abuser

From nurse whose job means something, to a solid professional, and equal partner to her fantasy Lord:

And finally a powerful woman in her own rights, even overshadowing her partner, and who is able to defend herself.

Which then matures into her mustering up the courage to speak for herself, and tell her feelings to the (unwilling) object of her affection.

Except that.... well...she is just presented as a massive psycho. And, ok, it’s fair, we all know that there are female stalkers, and that her obsession for Vader is totally crazy because she doesn’t know anything about him, and she actually fell for someone who was treating her as poorly as the others. But there is the malaise there... The mix of female empowerment and batshit craziness. That’s what put a lot of people ill-at-ease. I wouldn’t even call that subversion, because, dudes, what are we subverting there exactly. It’s not like women are not daily abused and treated poorly at work and in their relationships on a daily basis... And are we supposed to take that as a cautionary tale about fangirl craziness? Because, there again, why did they need to have that girl get such a shitty treatment all through the comic. It is like the comic says that she deserved it. In the end it’s not just Vader calling her trash. It’s also the doctor calling her trash for most of the comic, and even have her literally waddle in a trash compactor. Cause this was supposed to be subtle?

Like, fine, if it were only Vader calling her garbage because the man is just dead inside, which, fairly, is represented in the comic. But it’s just not Vader, it is the way the character is presented through the eyes of the doctor AND even through the eyes of a cartoonist who keeps on representing her with the stupidest darned faces.

And there is no other viewpoint. Family, friends, other nurses or colleagues who could give us another idea about her. Or explain why she is like that. Nope. Basically, this woman is given a voice just so she can be cut off mid-sentence and made... fun of... I guess? Was that the author’s goal? Is it what we are supposed to feel? About this pathetic character and her pathetic life, dreams, goals, feelings, and eventual demise?

The “Subversion” of Female Romantic Tropes

Like ... LOL... How is that “subverted” anyways? But, ok, let’s go through them. It has all the classic elements of female literature.

The Cinderella story: nobody falls for high lord and expects to be swooped off her feet. Complete with ball scene, because, yes, why not? I give them a point, though, for the cool reflection on the ground which has her in her regular scrubs... BTW, Beauty and the Beast in the mix as well.

the nurse complex! Otherwise known as the Florence Nightingale effect. You know, woman is going to take care of the guy... They even made her a real nurse! Again, so subtle. Couldn’t make her any other profession and still be victim of this complex.

the reference to so-called “trashy” female lit, think bodice ripping, Harlequin, and their infamous covers. Even the title of the comic: “Tall, Dark, and Handsome”

The effing Phantom of the Opera!

and of course all the female discourse about love, because, yep, trashy: “kindred spirits” etc...

And again, how are we supposed to interpret it? Well, hang on, this woman, remember, is a bat-shit crazy deluded psycho, who has delusions about life and love. Oh, and the doctor says she is trash. And he throws all her stupid gory, disgusting trickets in the trash. Oh and also Vader says she is garbage. Well. Ok. So, I guess all of that which mattered to her, all her ideas, all that she loved, was just that. Trash. Garbage. Well, take that, you female reader!

But wait, it gets even better...

Star Wars is just trash!

Yep, because on closer look, most of the fantasies this woman has are very Star-Warsy. I am floored that they are actually trashing these:

Anakin and Padmé’s Naboo scenery, green, lush, terrace, nightgowns...

The scene when Anakin learns about Padmé’s death:

and of course, the one that you were not expecting... Reylo... “You are not alone”

Again, why is this problematic? In itself, it is fine and fair to be making fun of trashy female literature and campy romance novels, it is also fine to make fun of crazy stalkers, and it is also fine to be making fun of Star Wars. So why does it feel so icky in this comic somehow?

You can’t help but feel disgusted when you consider how poorly this woman is represented. There is not one aspect of her life that is not ridiculed. And again, this is about a woman who has NOTHING. They could have the girl fall in love with Vader and being killed by him because he is a cold-hearted machine. He killed his wife, the love of his life, so yea, of course he will feel not a pang of remorse or hesitation at killing this nobody who thinks she is in love with him. But they did not need to make fun of the very little she had in her life: her dreams. Her effing dreams. Plus the crazy stalker psycho. And the crazy face. And the fact that again we are talking about a woman, who had NOTHING. No family, no connection, no friends, no respect at work, not many possessions except her sad little Vader treasure chest.

And again, context. Here we are, reading a Star Wars comic where a lot of fanboys have been using the EXACT same terms to ridicule women in the fandom. Especially in the Reylo context. Trash. Garbage. Crazy bitches. Ridiculing theories about ... well, well, ain’t it a sweet surprise... Phantom of the Opera, or Beauty and the Beast parallels with Reylo. I’ll be damned. It feels crazy awkward, if you ask me. I mean, again, it’s all fair, but you don’t do that when you are in the midst of a toxic fandom war.

So why do I give zero F... about it in the end?

If some antis in the fandom saw that as validation, well, let them have their moment of happiness. It won’t last. We can give them that.

One, I don’t think for one second that it means anything about what will happen in the ST as far as Reylo is concerned. Again, they are even making fun of Anidala in the comic, and dude, that thing happened. As my good friends from @lordsofthesithpodcast would tell you after their glorious SWCC panel : Romance, these ships belong in Star Wars.

Two, as I highlighted in the introduction, this belongs in the Dark Visions series. It is meant, in my own opinion, to be disturbing and unhinged. Not sugar coated. So maybe the whole point was shock value. Mission accomplished. It was poor taste again given the context and the awful treatment THEY (and not just Vader) give their female character, but yea, dark visions. Not Star Wars Adventures. You have to look at the target audience and everything.

Three, if it were not for the in-your-face references to female tropes, I actually took most of it as a critique of fandom in general. The problem is not that she is a fangirl. There are some crazy obsessive fangirls, mind you. The problem is that they are making fun of all things female on top of that. But, remove the romantic aspects. Couldn’t that apply to fanboys as well? I could totally picture a cadet, or some other young imperial, developing the same crazed obsession over Vader. And it was just as toxic. And, tbh, it could very well be. Collecting trinkets is not just a girl thing, and after seeing with my own eyes the tons of merch purchased by fanboys at the recent SWCC convention, or the obsessive way some guy could talk to you about Vader and the minute trivial details in his life, or that they are the only ones understanding the guy, well yea... it works...

I’ll even go a step further. I wondered for a sec if the whole thing was not even a critical meta about the franchise as a whole. Let me explain. Some fanboys have complained about the femininization of the franchise, that is “polluting” the shades of Pemberley, I mean Star Wars. Claiming that what is happening right now is utter garbage. Also also, I have another possible reading which has the nurse representing the current state of the fandom and how crazy obsessed they can be over a franchise that some currently view as tired and dead inside (especially since it has fallen into the fold of Disney). Representing the unhealthy relationship between the two. And guess what, it doesn’t end well for the fandom. Who will never get what they want.

I will finally quote this from Chuck Wendig who was fired from the project and came up with that particular comment on Twitter, and which actually seems to go with how I tried to read it myself:

Apropos of absolutely nothing, my issue three of SHADOW OF VADER was about a toxic fanboy (a morgue attendant on the Death Star) who became obsessed with Vader. (And it didn’t end well for him. Er, obviously.) I thought it was good and I’m sorry you won’t see it! Onward we go.

I think they kept some of the original idea from Wendig, but it took a turn for the worse. It would be great if the authors cared to explain about their intent for this piece if any. I am not saying they should. I actually totally respect and support full freedom of speech and authorial choices. It is our choice, then, as a reader to read or not the material we don’t care about. I am just curious to know their opinion I guess, and I was not able to find any comment online. If anyone has a reference, I am interested...

In any event, I think everyone should read the comic for themselves if they are curious about it. Better to make your own opinion about it.

#reylo fandom #star wars comics #dark visions #darth vader dark visions #tall dark and handsome

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