#I am just adding my two cents

[apencilandpen]

I'm being 100% real when I say my enjoyment levels for the groups I follow when up so much once I turned my Twitter notifications off for EVERYONE

#ita nice to see new pics and i do like them but like #i only REALLY wanna know when new music comes out #sometimes you really do have to take a step back and be like 'am i really enjoying myself? is this adding to or taking away from the fun?' #just my two cents #my stuff #my post #digital scrapbook

[irisintheafterglow]

You Are In Love (Gojo Satoru x You)

summary: you can't stop dreaming about him, and your friends start to notice a change in your behavior. (2.4k words)

cw/tags: mild angst to comfort, friends to lovers, pining, idiots in love, profanity, elder sorcerers being assholes, pet names (doll, gorgeous, etc), uhh gojo loses his cool and blows up a building lol, kissing, one instance of foreshadowing manga spoilers but only if you squint

note: HELLOO GOJO NATION. ok so i'll be so honest with you, this stupid man was my #1 for so long and i think those feelings resurfaced so i got a little carried away with writing this (it's my longest fic so far, my bad). but yk something about gojo, hawks, and kuroo all being played by the voice actor just gets me. the prompt for this is from the AMAZING @creativepromptsforwriting and was supposed to be a drabble but turned into a full fic. anyways, hope you enjoy it!!

likes/reblogs/feedback are always appreciated!

“It’s too quiet. Can I tell you guys a joke I heard on TV?”

“Mmm, please don’t.”

“But it’s funny!”

“Satoru.”

“Ooh, using my first name. Something’s up with you.”

“Something is not up with me, weirdo.” 

“No, something is definitely off with you today.” You thought Suguru and Shoko had stopped listening, but they chimed in with evidence of your odd behavior.

“You said good morning differently,” Shoko added, casually taking a sip of her soda and peering at you over the rim. Her hair sways gently in the breeze outside of the convenience store you four had stopped at before heading back to Jujutsu Tech. You glare at her and open your mouth to defend yourself when Suguru adds his two cents. 

“You tripped up during that last mission that should have been a cakewalk,” which was true, but you thought your mistake had gone unnoticed. The truth was, the spirit had caught you off guard with a simple teleport trick. It warped behind you and unlatched its grotesque jaws to end your life faster than you could blink. You should have been able to predict the movement with your eyes closed, but you’d been too focused on making sure a certain white-haired sorcerer was alive after your group had been ambushed several hundred feet underground. Suguru had given you a curious look after one of his demons saved your ass, and you’d flipped him off hoping that would be the end of it. “And you also flipped me the bird instead of saying thank you,” he shrugged.

“You also finish your food the fastest out of all of us, and today you haven’t even taken three bites,” Shoko says, finishing her drink and standing to toss it in the trash bin. “Something’s going on with you, and I, for one, am incredibly curious as to why.” Satoru watches you with a smug glint in his eye, and it takes all your willpower not to strangle him. 

“As glad as I am to know that you all pay such great attention to my habits, I promise there’s nothing wrong.” The three of them stare at you skeptically but thankfully decided to drop the subject, instead pivoting to who’s most likely to go to jail first (it’s Gojo). 

After the late lunch, you begin the walk back to Jujutsu Tech as the sky transforms into faded shades of orange and pink. The vanishing sun casts shining reflections on the surrounding skyscrapers, bouncing off the windows of speeding cars and zooming trains. Satoru and Suguru walk ahead, playfully shoving each other and almost falling over doing so. 

“Alright, are you gonna tell me what’s going on now that Dumb and Dumber aren’t here?” Shoko asks as she falls into step with you. The sides of your mouth turn down, realizing that she didn’t forget about your conversation at lunch. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to tell your closest friends what was going on; you just didn’t know how to explain what you had dreamed about the previous night and the night before that, and all the nights the past two weeks. 

It began with a look he had given you after a meeting with some higher-ups in the sorcerer world. They had visited Jujutsu Tech unexpectedly, stating that they would be evaluating the skill levels of random students. Out of your group of friends, only you and Satoru had been pulled to be tested. Principal Yaga had instructed both of you before entering the room to give the evaluation your best effort and to not become indignant if they judged you poorly. 

The brass declared your evaluation to be first, and you poured all of your energy into showcasing the power of your Cursed Technique. You even managed to pull off a few strikes of extension techniques that you’d been perfecting for months. Though the entire performance lasted less than ten minutes, you were breathless and light-headed when the panel told you to stop. After bowing deeply, you moved to exit the room, desperate for fresh air, but they stopped you and began listing every single reason why your demonstration was unsatisfactory. Besides “inefficient technique, predictable attacks, weak offense, insufficient defense,” and a general lack of power compared to that of other sorcerers at your level, they informed you that your Cursed Technique was obsolete and would eventually render you useless as more innately talented sorcerers take your place. You were speechless at their blunt criticism of your effort, on the verge of breaking down, but you managed to nod in acknowledgment as you stepped out of the room.

But then you saw him sitting there, waiting on his phone and looking up at you with a bright smile as he stood to greet you. A confusing blend of disappointment, anger, sadness, and loneliness panged in your heart and spread to the rest of your body, and you rapidly tried to blink away the moisture welling up in your eyes while Satoru approached. He was halfway through a snarky remark about you blowing away their expectations when his smile dropped and his eyebrows furrowed with concern. Shit, he’d noticed you crying. 

“Hey, hey, hey, look at me. What the fuck did they do to you?” Dashing blue eyes found yours through the clouds in your vision, and his thumbs gently brushed away stray tears that escaped down your cheeks. 

“Do you think I’m weak, Satoru?” Your voice cracks when the words finally spill out, swallowing hard to push down the sobs threatening to break loose from your constricted lungs. Satoru freezes, eyes searching yours. He doesn’t answer your question immediately, but instead asks again. 

“Doll, what the fuck did they do.” You can’t get a reply out in time before his focus snaps up to behind you, and a second later you hear the door roll open, one of the officials commanding Satoru to enter for his evaluation. His large hands hold your face and turn you to look up at him, and you move unconsciously to cover his hands with yours. “Stay here for me, okay?” He glanced at the official waiting in the doorway, blue eyes dark with suppressed rage. “This won’t take long.”

His evaluation lasts two minutes and four seconds. At first, the room was silent and you couldn’t hear any demonstration of Satoru’s technique, almost as if the panel was having a conversation with him before they began. Then, at two minutes on the dot, the room was blown to splinters. The door, the ceiling, the porch, and all of the furniture inside were violently thrown outward in an explosion that made the ground beneath your feet tremble. Curiously, none of the debris had hit you, but you coughed through the dust and saw that the panel hadn’t been so lucky, all of them buried under shredded beams of wood and canvas. And, standing at the center of the room’s remains with a satisfied grin plastered on his beautiful face, was Satoru. He found his way over to where you stood in disbelief and took your hand in his, interweaving your fingers and guiding you away from the ruined building. 

You two walked hand-in-hand in silence back to your dorm, where he seemed reluctant to let go of your hand. Before he walked away, he finally answered your question from earlier. 

“I tell you this not just as your friend, but as another sorcerer. You are not weak. Your technique is special and something that those shithead elders haven’t seen in decades, and they don’t like what they don’t understand. I know the thought of leaving Jujutsu Tech crossed your pretty little mind, but you shouldn’t. People need you here, Shoko, Suguru, Mei Mei...” He hesitated, taking a shallow breath and reaching back for your hand. 

“Me,” he said, his voice low, and his voice got even softer until it was almost a breath. “I need you here.” As quickly as the fondness in his voice appeared, it disappeared. “And, plus, you definitely can’t leave us here with ol’ Yaga. What the hell am I gonna do if I can’t hide in your room while he’s trying to beat my ass?” 

You laugh, and the feeling makes you feel better. He makes you feel better. You smile back at him and finally bid him farewell, and he raises your hand to his lips as he says goodbye. 

After that, he’d appeared in your dreams for two weeks straight. The dreams started as a continuation of what would have happened if you didn’t just say goodbye to him, if you’d invited him into your dorm, or if you’d let him pull you into his. They transformed after the fourth day into what it would be like to love him and receive his love in return: stolen kisses, flirty whispers, and movie dates to name a few. All these dreams added up to the previous night’s nightmare, where a mission had gone bad and he’d been imprisoned with no hope of breaking him free. You’d startled awake covered in sweat, and barely fell back asleep before your alarm forced you to start the day. 

“It’s… hard to explain,” you reply apologetically, and Shoko looks at you with so much skepticism written on her face that you have to turn away and look in the other direction. 

“So something is bothering you.” 

“Yeah, there is. I’m sorry; it’s just really, really hard to verbalize.”

“Can I take a stab at what’s bothering you?”

“If you could actually stab it that’d be great, but sure. Knock yourself out.”

“It’s Satoru, isn’t it?” You stop mid-stride and her face lights up with amusement. “Holy shit, it’s Satoru. You like Gojo Satoru.”

“Jeez, Shoko, go ahead and say his name four hundred million times, why don’t you? But really, what tipped you off?”

“Ten seconds ago when you asked me to stab your problem, I figured it out,” she chuckles, bumping her shoulder against yours playfully. “If it’s any consolation, I’m 99% sure he’s felt that way about you for a while.”

“Really?”

“Yep.”

“How do you know?”

“Would you let me off the hook if I said it was hard to explain?”

“Har, har, very funny. Could you at least try?” 

“Mmm, I think it’s better if he explains it himself.” 

“You’re no help, Shoko.”

“Yes, and you love me anyway. But not as much as you love Sa–” You groan, covering your burning face in both hands and increasing the speed of your steps to escape your friend’s teasing chuckles. 

When you finally arrive at school, the stars have started rising and the moon hangs in the sky. You walk in the direction of the dorms when Shoko suddenly unlinks her elbow from yours, winking at you over your shoulder. 

“Suguru, can you help me move something from the gym real quick? I forgot a few things over there.” 

“Sure, but why do you need my help?” Shoko gives him a pointed look and realization quickly washes over his features. “Oh, OH. Okay, of course, sure.” Suguru turns on his heel awkwardly, briskly walking in the direction of the gym.

“Satoru, walk them back to their dorm. Don’t want anything happening to them after their little slip today,” she adds before heading in the other direction with Suguru, who tries and fails to communicate something to Satoru with a nod of his head. 

“Alright, pretty girl, you heard Shoko. C’mere and let me walk you home before she beats my ass.”

“I think you have too many people on this planet that want to beat your ass. And, for the record, I’m one of them.”

“It’s the price of being this gorgeous, gorgeous.” A soft laugh escapes your mouth, and you swear Satoru’s smile gets a little wider. The rest of the short walk to your dorm is just as easy and comfortable, Satoru making stupid comments and you replying with a quick remark over and over until you’re back in the same situation you’d been in two weeks ago. But, this time, you realized that Satoru was a lot closer to you, leaning back against your door with your hand touching the handle but not opening it. You both spend a few moments there, just looking at each other, and his mesmerizing eyes flicker to your mouth when you unconsciously lick your lips. He opens his mouth to say something smart, but you beat him to it. 

“If you’re gonna look down at my lips and say something stupid about it, you might as well do what I’ve been wanting you to do for ages.” 

“Oh? And what’s that, pretty girl?”

You sigh in mock disappointment and look up at him through your eyelashes. “If you don’t know what it is by now, then I guess… you don’t deserve to do it.” His pupils are blown wide with desire, and you resist the impulse to laugh. 

“God, you’re intoxicating,” he says, before pressing his lips to yours. Your eyes flutter shut and you melt into him, arms snaking around his neck while his hands find your waist and hold you up from your knees that have turned to jelly. The first kiss is gentle and experimental, but having the flirtiest asshole in the country chasing your lips as you briefly pull away gives you a newfound wave of confidence, pulling him closer and closer until his body is flush against yours. When you finally pull away from each other and catch your breath, he doesn’t go very far, resting his forehead against yours. 

“You know, I wanted to kill them. Those wrinkly assholes two weeks ago that had the gall to call you weak. And I would have, you know I would have, but you were outside… and you were crying… I just didn’t know what to do. I saw red, and, uh, then the building exploded.” You chuckle at his confession and he presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth, rubbing his nose against yours. 

“I had a dream about you. Well, a lot of dreams.”

“Yeah, me too.”

“Really?”

“Mhmm. Got a little nervous today when I heard you talk with Shoko about liking a boy, but it helps knowing now that the boy is me. And, hopefully, it will only ever be me.”

“You pretentious asshole.”

“You know it.”

“You’re a dork.”

“Yeah, but I’m your dork.” 

“I know you are.”

“And I’m never going anywhere.” He kisses your forehead sweetly, and it’s just like the dreams that had plagued you for weeks before. “Ever.”

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[velnna]

I am an AstarionXMortal!Partner truther. He wouldn't want to turn his lover because he wouldn't wish immortality on anyone. He can't see his own reflection or even remember his face or eye color. He would probably just live out their last days with them, and let them go. Of course he'd be devastated to lose his love, but they wouldn't be the only love of his life. Good things come to an eventual end. I'm a supporter of Astarion finding a love that's different, over and over again, because everyone needs the assurance that no matter where (or when) you are, there will always be somebody there who will love you, not in spite of flaws, but because of them. And that love will be different every time, but always just as good.

I'm a supporter of Astarion moving on to have a fulfilling life or two but never fully letting go because I'm an angsty little creature and love me relationships of epic proportions and consequences in media. Like maybe at the end all there is is a vague familiarity you can barely call a memory but nothing going forward quite matched that one "first love" kind of thing.

This isn't my real life philosophy as someone bordering on aromantic with poly mixed in - I definitely believe people can love and engage in wildly different and equally rich ways throughout their lives and relationships, and that each relationship can have its value as a stepping stone rather than a definite stop. But what gets me going in real life and in media can be pretty different heh

(This isn't a counter to your point btw! Just adding my two cents to it)

#astarion #bg3

[showtoonzfan]

So I wanted to avoid talking about the Alastor Voodoo discourse, (I kinda already did on twitter) but after seeing this thread I couldn’t help but want to give my two cents on it. Putting aside the fact that Rae is a problematic bootlicker regarding Viv and was someone who took part in dismissing her victims/transphobia, I wanted to say that their idea of Alastor being white passing when he was alive COULD work. I spoke with someone who is more educated on this subject than I am, and it actually could be good representation and educate people on the challenges POC had to face due to their history of being slaves and segregated. I actually wouldn’t mind the idea that he came off as more white passing, had to force himself to speak in a different accent for the show business, and that’s the reason he was able to get a job as a radio host in the first place, since he’s mixed.

HOWEVER, it’s upsetting that this thread was created just to excuse and defend Viv’s shitty character designing and silence people who have an issue with it, especially people of color themselves. I’m mixed race as well so it’s ridiculous that Al looks the way he does for a black man, there is no reason for his demon design to not have his ethnic features, it’s as simple as that, stop telling people they shouldn’t be upset about it, the time period has nothing to do with him looking white.

Rae also seems to have a similar issue with the fanbase where they’re inserting her personal headcanons/interpretation of Alastor into the canon show. I have NO idea what they’re going on about in the second tweet because all we know about Alastor is that he has a “moral code” and possibly only goes after bad people, but we don’t know the in depth details yet or anything on how he was murdering while being a radio host, Rae’s just adding stuff that isn’t there to fit their headcanon/idea. They need to realize they’re not a writer of the show, Viv is and we haven’t seen her ideas for Alastor yet, so using a fan theory/interpretation of what you THINK he could be like just to dismiss people’s issues with him is ridiculous. This goes for the entire fanbase as well.

I don’t know why everyone is trying to excuse the fact that he doesn’t look black and defend his voodoo practices. It has nothing to do with the character, it’s the creator that’s the issue. She was the one who decided to make him mix creole, she’s the one who decided to make him practice voodoo and yet she refuses to commit to her decisions, refusing to educate herself on how to fucking draw black people and listen to POC voices on how bad using REAL voodoo symbols are. Now that I think about it, why does Alastor need to be involved in Voodoo at all. Why couldn’t he just be a serial killer radio host. Him practicing voodoo doesn’t add anything to his character, at least yet. With Dr. Facilier it kinda made sense because his voodoo is what turned Naveen into a frog, he made deals with demons to give him these powers and that’s exactly what got him killed in the end. Alastor meanwhile is a deal maker and I guess that’s what made him powerful??? It’s kinda hard to say with Viv’s shitty vague world building, but you could have easily made him a powerful overlord without that.

The point is, these issues with Alastor are on HER, not on the people complaining about it and if these people were fucking normal regarding criticism and feedback, we wouldn’t be in this mess.

#vivziepop critical #spindlehorse critical #hazbin hotel critical #helluva critical #anti vivziepop #Hazbin hotel #Hazbin hotel Alastor #Alastor

[cosmicghoul99]

The Whole Watcher Debacle

Just giving my two cents on the whole Watcher situation. I've been following this since it started, and initially, I wasn't going to say anything, but honestly, why not? (lol)

I want to start off by saying that this was not a good business decision to make. By pulling this, they are essentially alienating their international and low-income fans. The world is going through a global economic crisis, and the fact is that creating a streaming subscription service when companies like Disney and Netflix themselves are struggling is not a sound financial decision. Saying $6/month is "affordable for everyone and anyone" is a tone-deaf statement. In this economy, that is the difference between getting to eat for a day or not. It's not just "two cups of coffee". It's quite literally life or death for some people.

Now, before I get hounded by people saying that "artists deserve to get paid for their works" and "it's all about paying artists until you have to pay them yourselves." I do support small artists and small business owners. I support smaller creatives whenever I can and whenever I have the means to. The problem is that Watcher is not a small artist. They are not even a small business. They are, and apparently always have been a company. In addition to that, they are getting paid. They profit from ad reads, views, Adsense, patreon, merch, and live shows.

Their patreon alone nets them at a minimum of $30k per month. This is on the lower side, mind you. I've heard some other content creators talk about this, and it's estimated that they make around $50k-$100k from AdSense and views. On top of that, they get paid $15k-$30k per sponsored video, and a vast majority of their videos are sponsored. They would make around 60k-120k from sponsorships alone. Add all this together, and they make at least $140k monthly. This is, again, the least, and this does not count in profit from their merch or live shows. Their merch sells for anywhere between $60-90 depending on the item, and they continuously sell out. I don't know how much their live shows are, but I imagine it's something along those lines. If even 100 people bought merch, although this is likely in the thousands, they would make 6,000 minimum from just merch. The current national minimum wage in the United States is around 7 dollars. Per month, if you worked for 40 hours per week, you would make around $1,120. They are making nearly 5 times that just from their merch. They make, on the low end, $150k per month. This is more money in one month than most people can make in 2 and a half years. Even the lower end of money on Patreon makes them more money than most people make in a year. Annually, they are making, and this is greatly underestimating the amount they make, at least $1 million. On the higher end, if we calculate that they are making around $100k per month via Patreon, and we estimate with their sponsorships, the range only increases, to around $320k, adding the higher end of sponsorship money and AdSense. Yearly, that's almost $4 million. Their range is $1million-$4million. I'm sorry, but if you are netting in this profit and still need more for your business, then you are doing something wrong.

Watcher are not struggling artists living paycheck to paycheck and barely making ends meet. They are a multi-million dollar company whose owners live very comfortable lives. This is fine, but they should not act like they are struggling when this business venture was because they were operating outside their means and want to go even further beyond that. YouTube is terrible regarding many things; I get it. There is nothing wrong with creatives wishing to expand, but if you financially cannot support that decision, you should not do so. I am not okay with people being hateful and bringing up unnecessary things. Still, the fact remains that all of their CEOs show their very lavish lives and spending online and constantly talk about it on their podcasts. They could not afford those things if they were truly struggling like they tried to make people believe. Some people are being rude online, yes, and that's not a good thing, but the vast majority are being rightfully upset and are giving valid criticism on why this is a bad idea.

Watcher is not worth a $6/month subscription. They do not have enough content to justify this decision, nor do they have enough followers. Youtubers with followings much larger than theirs have tried to do this and failed. Paywalling their content is not the right move. It essentially stagnates their growth. How are people going to find them, and how are they going to get attention for this? Posting one video on YouTube every time you make a new series -which we don't know how frequently they will update- will not push that content to people. Also, most people who see that initial trailer or episode will not pay $6 monthly to see the rest. The fact is that, like it or not, at $6, they are competing with some of the biggest companies in the industry. Companies like Netflix, Disney+, Hulu, Prime, and more all have standards ad supscriptions ranging from $ 5-8 dollars, and they have a catalog of thousands of shows, movies, and more. Yes, it sucks that there is a capitalistic monopoly on these services, but switching to it is not going to help them. Going from YouTube to Vimeo OTT will not net them the profit they think it will. They will struggle on this platform because it's arguably worse than YouTube, and eventually, it will raise the price to keep content up, so they will raise their streaming price.

That's another thing. They advertised this as their own service, unattached to anything else when it's not. It's still run by another company, and now they must pay that company. It feels disingenuous to say this when it is not true. It is not an app or something you can play on TV; it is a website, a fairly sketchy one at that.

There is, again, a cost of living crisis going on. Most people cannot afford to put food on the table, much less spend this money on a streaming service. And even if people wanted to pay, they've barred their international audience from doing so. If you are not in the US, you will have to pay for a VPN to use since the website is not available outside the US, and you will also have to pay a conversion fee since they did not include regional scaling of prices. $6/month is already a lot for people in the US but for people living in other countries with a weaker currency? That's anywhere from a week of groceries to a third of their rent. They did not consider how this would affect international fans, and that's not a good business practice.

And since I will get the inevitable, "You aren't entitled to free content," I'll say this. Yes, people are not entitled to content, but creators are not entitled to people's money. The truth is that if your audience does not like something or want something, then you will not get their support. As a content creator, you must cater to your audience; you can't expect them to pay for or be interested in other content or passion projects. Also, their content is clearly not free. They do get paid. In no world do they not get paid. I will reiterate that they are not small, struggling artists who can't afford to live. Watcher isn't a small indie company that barely gets by. It is a million-dollar company with around 25 employees who live lavishly in one of the most expensive cities in the world. They do not need more money. They want more money.

Plus, people are entitled to their content when that content is mostly based on fan-submission. A lot of Watchers shows rely heavily upon fan submissions and support. Are You Scared?, Too Many Spirits, Food Files, and Ghost Files happen because fans submit stories, places to go, evidence, and more. In fact, Are You Scared and Too Many Spirits are just stories and personal anecdotes that fans share and submit, or that Watcher finds online and read aloud in a backyard. (NOT what I would call TV quality, but okay...)

They posted a while ago that they were taking submissions for a new season of Are You Scared?, Too Many Spirits, and Ghost Files. They did this fully well-aware that they would soon release a paywall. Do they expect fans to pay 6 dollars to see their own submissions? Additionally, they could pass it off as free before this- even though they were getting paid- but now they are locking this service behind a paywall, meaning they make money directly from these stories and this content. People who submitted stories should be compensated since Watcher makes money from fan content.

This still does not acknowledge that they have not responded yet. It has been nearly three days since this blew up, and they have been almost silent. And it is deafening. The only things people have gotten are posts and statements from friends and spouses of the owners that are as out-of-touch and ridiculous as this decision. This shows people that they are doubling down. They had time in the initial 24 hours to respond, and the longer they took to respond, the worse it was getting. It's very telling and a slap in the face to people who have supported them for years, from Buzzfeed to this, through many different times, including the pandemic. Watcher relies so heavily on their audience, yet they do not have the respect for their audience to at least put out a small statement. That is why people are upset. They were helped and built up so much by their audience, then made a video saying, "Thanks for supporting us for years, but if you can't afford us anymore, get out," and maintained radio silence. At the same time, their close friends and family basically called people entitled for not wanting to pay for a service they did not ask for, during a global economic crisis. No one asked for "higher production value" or "TV quality." People were happy with normal, low-production content, like the kind that got them famous/popular in the first place. Yes, they can want to make more expensive content, but they cannot guilt-trip their fanbase into paying for it. I am a small creative. If I make a ridiculously expensive art piece or something with expensive materials, then hand it to someone and say, now you have to pay me for this, even though you didn't ask for this, they will not pay me. It's as simple as that.

Yes, artists should get paid. But Watcher already get paid generously. Not only have they done wrong to their fans, but they have also screwed over their patreon members by essentially saying that they have to pay double for their content. They suddenly switched the tiers on Patreon, removed most of the content, and left only the podcast, and their members do not even get the subscription for free. Most of their Patreon members pay between the $ 10 and $20 tiers, but many also pay around $100. They don't get the service for free even after paying Watcher that much and for so many years. That's spitting on the people who have financially supported you for years.

All in all, this is a very poor financial and business decision, and they are making it worse by remaining silent. They have alienated most of their audience, upset most paying supporters, and been trending for three days for all the wrong reasons. Massive YouTubers have made videos on this, and it has broken from fandom drama into the general internet. This is the beginning of the end, unfortunately. I don't wish any ill will, this is not hate at all. No one at Watcher is a bad person at all, they just made a bad business decision. Unless they apologize, I can't see this working out.

Sorry for the massively long post, I’m not an avid watcher (hehe) or fan of their content but I've had many thoughts bouncing around my head about this business decision since this started, and I wanted to share.

TLDR: Watcher made a seriously bad business decision that upset most of their audience, including paying supporters; claimed to be struggling even though they very clearly aren't and have not responded to their incensed fanbase yet, despite the urgent need to do so.

#watcher #watcher entertainment #do i think some people are being really insane racist and hateful? #yes #do NOT do that shit #but they aren't struggling THAT much #they don't need to do this #they just want more money tbh #most of the criticism is constructive and valid #Am I investing in this because I'm devastated by Ice Adolescence being cancelled and this distracts from it? #absolutely

[dust-and-grave]

hng, i am so frustrated by this whole watcher tv situation. i've been chewing on it ever since i watched their announcement video yesterday + i've been looking around online at other fan reactions. i'm having a lot of thoughts so i guess i want to throw my two cents in + hope it'll make me feel better to talk about it a little.

i think we all agree that creators should be paid fairly for their work; however, not all work is created equal, right? if i commission an experienced (and thus high-demand) artist to do an oil painting of my cat, they might quote me $500+ to do that + it would be fair. if an artist with substantially less experience (and thus in lower demand) spends 30 seconds on a crayon rendition of my cat, should they also received $500+ for their work? i think most people would agree that would be ridiculous.

in some ways, this is what it feels like the watcher team is doing to us right now, imo. we know that shows like ghost files or puppet history are expensive to make because travel costs (in the case of ghost files) + production costs, but we can see the effort put into the work. we feel that what we give for the show, whether that's turning off ad blocker while watching or buying show merch or supporting via patreon, is going toward making the product that we are asking for. these shows are the oil painting in the metaphor.

i don't agree with how mean + rude some people are being about steven lim rn, but frankly, his shows are the 30 second crayon drawing of the watcher channel. anyone can look at the view count on their channel + see that his shows consistently have performed worse than shane + ryan's shows. additionally, we can see that he blows huge amounts of money on his shows ("$913 seafood tower", "$1027 fried chicken") that may leave a lot of viewers feeling as if they're aren't getting as much bang for their buck.

frankly, i think people are valid for being upset that they're expected to directly foot the bill for steven's "i fly all over the world + eat expensive food while you watch" project. while youtube has a shit ton of problems (like, say, not paying their creators enough), one of the cool things about it is that you can gauge directly the amount of the interest in a project (and how many resources you should dedicate to said project) by how many eyes are on it. unfortunately for him (i guess), steven's shows just don't garner enough attention to justify the expense of making them.

which is why i see this shift to watcher tv as such a problem. this feels very much like using shane + ryan's success on the channel to force fans to fuel steven's pursuit of his glory days on worth it. it feels even more strange when they say that they're making the switch because the company isn't currently sustainable, but steven has just hired his friends from buzzfeed + continues to push his series that just don't seem to be making back the cost of production.

to be totally fair, shane + ryan don't get out of this clean either. some of their shows don't deserve to be behind a paywall either. too many spirits is filmed in ryan's parent's backyard with content submitted by their viewers. are you scared is just ryan reading creepypastas/fan submitted content on a minimal set. survival mode is just them playing games like any other streamer or gaming youtuber does. i love all of these shows, but are they on par with puppet history or ghost files? absolutely not.

this is where i think the disconnect is coming from. they're taking everything including the lower production shows to a streaming service where you have to fund them directly (rather than indirectly through ad revenue). they're forcing funding into steven's projects despite them just not doing well enough to justify the cost. they're coming across as disingenuous with their reasoning because their stated reasons for doing this don't align with their actions rn.

i feel like it would've made so much more sense to crowdfund new seasons of shows (which gives them feedback from the fans about what they want too) or put higher cost shows like ghost files or puppet history on patreon or channel membership. i would gladly fund mystery files, weird wonderful world, ghost files, puppet history, etc. with my own money, but i'm one of the ones who isn't really interested in funding steven's quest to eat all of the gold-plated kobe beef when i'll never be able to afford to eat at a restaurant that even serves it.

#rachel says #watcher #shane madej #ryan bergara #steven lim #also it really bothered me that they dangled weird wonderful world over our heads to convince people to use the streaming service #it regularly got more views than all of steven's shows save dish granted #but they never picked it up again despite that #it just adds to the sense of betrayal that a lot of us are feeling rn i think

[lynxfrost13]

Master teach me your ways of drawing

Your art is cool do you have any tips for drawing dragon or just drawing ?

Thank you!!! I put together a little thing for you anon!

I’m self taught and what works for me might not be good for everyone, but I tried my best to highlight my process if that makes sense?

I start off with usually one large gesture/motion line because I feel that helps add some life to my poses!

I highly recommend using references of course, even though I freehanded these ones, I used a lizard pic for reference for this one here in order to get a better idea of where legs would go in the front. You can also see some of the sketchy shapes I used in the face and how I kept adding to them to get something more structured.

Something that was also really helpful for me in terms of classic dragon wings, is to consider them like hands and/or bat wings, I just treat the wings like that and it’s great for seeing how they interact with everything else. With the short claw being like the thumb, and the others being freakishly long fingers.

And some general things that I like to do for my dragons, is lots of scales and layering for texture. You can get a lot of diversity in your dragons even by using the same basic shapes if you change the scale patterns, horns, eye placement, etc. At least that’s what I like to do!

My best advice though is to just have fun and get weird with it! There’s really no limit as to what a dragon is, so fuck it, give that beast six nostrils and cooling vents, or whatever you want! I am a firm believer in delighting in the process of creation. It’s good to challenge yourself, but a challenge should be fun too methinks.

And that’s my two cents, thanks again!

#hope this was helpful anon! #Lynx talks #my art #art #digital art #dragon #dragon art #artists on tumblr #wof #wings of fire #wof art

[nobie]

I was rewatching Good Omens earlier today and I noticed something thats probably been analyzed before, but I'm a film studies minor thats losing their marbles over this I need to talk about it.

SO I've taken a ton of classes about filming and story telling. And one aspect of story telling I love so much is cinematography (you'll see the cinematographer credited as Director of photography) the purpose of this job to direct lighting, color, and framing during shoots. So whenever you see changes in a shot to any of those things, the cinematographer is the one directing that in order to create a certain feeling for the scene and audience.

why am i telling you all that? Because the director of photography on Good Omens (Gavin Finney) achieved something that has me climbing the walls. In the first season when Crowley and Aziraphale are having a "breakdown" in their relationship under the band stand in the park each time it cuts between them something changes in the framing. When we are looking at Crowley from Aziraphales POV, Crowley seems farther away in the shot. And when we are looking at Aziraphale from Crowley's POV Azi is closer. Then we see this framing again in season 2 during the confession scene. Azi looks much closer from Crowleys POV and Crowley is much farther to Azi.

The number one thing I've learned through out my film classes is when you are framing someone in your shot you have to show what's most important to your character, show don't tell. The purpose of that is a great story should be able to be told without sound, so showing emotion and feeling in the way you frame shots is important.

So what are the feelings in these frames? Crowley wants Aziraphale to be close, for Azi to just accept their love, to stop pushing him away, and be together. Each time they've had these confrontations Crowley is always the one wanting to be closer. While Crowley in Aziraphales eyes need to be farther away, stop getting closer, and only sees them as an Angel and Demon who are on opposite sides (lets be honest Azi you are fckn SMITTEN with Crowley). In the second season the feelings have changed but in the end it still hurts the same. They are important to each other but have different ideas of what their love/relationship should be. I think in order for the framing in each others eyes to be balanced they'll need to stop talking AT each other and start talking TO each other.

Anyway there are my two cents I could add more but it hurts to think about. (I'll think about it the more I watch honestly so more might be added.)

#Excuse all my grammar mistakes I'm too lazy to correct anything #as long as you can read and understand it lol its always appreciated when anyone reads my takes. #good omens #good omens 2 #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #could this be considered meta? #its more of an observation based on skills I've acquired. #nobie does stuff #txt post

[neverinadream]

W E ' V E B E E N K E E P I N G A S E C R E T

Summary: Your first anniversary as a married couple isn't the only thing you'll be celebrating this year.

Pairing: Rúben Dias x Fem!Reader

Requested: Yes

Warnings: fluff, bestie!kyle, talks of pregnancy, not proofread

Notes: i feel like it has been so long since i posted something for this man!! did you like it? feedback is greatly appreciated!

youraccount

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youraccount: my grandma once told me to fall in love with the boy who holds your hand when you're nervous, who walks you to your door at the end of the night, but, more importantly, fall in love with the boy who pictures a future with you in it. so that's what i did. and one year ago today, i married him. i'll never get tired of telling you how much i love you because i'm one hundred per cent sure that my love for you will never run out.

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📍youraccount: 📸: @/sasha__rebecca

rubendias: i love you so much ❤

youraccount: not as much as i love you ❤️

sasha__rebecca: have i ever told you that you're my favourite couple?

youraccount: maybe...but you can say it again if you like

sasha__rebecca: 📣 you're my favourite couple!!

youraccount: 🤍

kylewalker2: oooh i love you so much rúben 🤮

youraccount: i see we're still upset 🤭

kylewalker2: me? upset? never!

youraccount: okay pinocchio 🤥

rubendias

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rubendias: why do i love you? i love you because you can bring me out of my sadness and make me the happiest man alive with only just a smile. i love you because you make me want to be a better man. i love you because of how you make me feel even when you're not around.

and i love the little things, too, like how your hand fits perfectly in mine, how nice and sweet your voice sounds, even when you're butchering the portugese language, how soft your lips are... when i'm able to make you laugh, i feel accomplished because i know that i am the reason you smiled.

you are my best friend, you are my partner in crime, but, more importantly, you are my soul mate. here's to celebrating more anniversaries with the one i love ❤️

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youraccount: great, now i'm crying again

rubendias: and i'll be there to dry every tear, meu amor

kevindebruyne: happy anniversary! 😊

jackgrealish: who knew rúben was such a sappy fucker

sasha__rebecca: it's not sappy, it's romantic

rubendias: you should try it sometime jack 🤭

jackgrealish: i can be romantic!

kylewalker2: OBJECTION!

johnstonesofficial: mate you're a year too late

kylewalker2: i will get my best friend back

youraccount: i literally saw you yesterday 🙄

youraccount

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youraccount: today i was privileged enough to be involved in one of the coolest maternity shoots to date!!

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📍youraccount: the rest of the shoot can be found on my professional account @/yourphotographyaccount

yourmumsaccount: when are you going to be in a maternity shoot?

youraccount: mum...

yourmumsaccount: i want grandkids

youraccount: you've got grandkids

yourmumsaccount: and with all the sex you and @/rubendias had over the summer, i'm surprised i don't have any off you two

youraccount: MUM!

yourmumsaccount: what? you know the walls are very thin

rubendias: good afternoon mrs y/l/n

yourmumsaccount: are you firing blanks?

rubendias: blanks?

youraccount: mum get out of here before i block you

yourmumsaccount: you would block your own mother? hmm. how nice

rubendias

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rubendias: exciting times are coming

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mancity: 👀👀👀

youraccount: 🫣🤭

kylewalker2: got something to tell your best friend?

sasha__rebecca: yes do you have something to tell me?

kylewalker2: i think you'll find i'm her best friend

sasha__rebecca: sure kyle

johnstonesofficial: what's this about then?

rubendias: 🤐

kevindebruyne: it's rude to keep secrets

jackgrealish: come on spill the beans

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rubendias

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rubendias: this one has been keeping us thoroughly entertained all weekend

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youraccount: babies are hard work 😴

rubendias: you were a natural with her

youraccount: yeah...when she would actually pay attention to me

rubendias: i can't help it if everyone loves me 😅

yourbrothersaccount: just think about how tired you'll be juggling two

rubendias: please reread that comment before your sister has your head off 😅

yourbrothersaccount: oh shit 😳

jackgrealish: and you thought i'd be the one to spill your secret

youraccount: ⭐️

jackgrealish: what's that for?

rubendias: it's a gold star for doing so well

youraccount

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youraccount: since the cat's now out of the bag.....can't wait to meet my little boys 👶🏻👶🏻

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rubendias: my gorgeous mamma 😍

youraccount: i'll finally get to sleep with a dilf 🥵

sasha__rebecca: so happy i could scream 😁

yourinstagram: wanna plan the baby shower?

kylewalker2: uh i think the fuck not! that's my job!

sasha__rebecca: i think you'll find out as her best friend that's my job

youraccount: you can both plan it together

kylewalker2: also...this is how i find out?

yourinstagram: oh, right, it's not like i didn't tell you first 🙄

kylewalker2: i know 🤭 i just wanted everyone to know that i knew first

erling.haaland: 👶🏻

rubendias: more like 👶🏻👶🏻

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F O O T B A L L E R T A G L I S T

@shanoontje @maseandkepa @theblxefox @blueathens  @ofxinnocence @1-800-benji-chilwell @mrschilly @geek-and-proud @in-my-body-bag @laurasstufff1 @mountchilly @spicysainz @greykitkepa @thoseboysinblue @breakablehcaven

#ruben dias #ruben dias imagine #ruben dias imagines #ruben dias insta au #ruben dias one shot #ruben dias blurb #ruben dias fluff #ruben dias fanfic #ruben dias fic #ruben dias x reader

[kiss-me-cill-me]

Cup of Coffee and a VHS | Pt. 2

Start with Pt. 1 HERE!

Pairing: Neil Lewis x Reader Coffee Shop!AU

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Lucien is a bit of a jerk, but other than him this is all just fluff and Neil being a dork.

Neil returned to your shop a few days later, borrowed scarf in hand and ready to try another one of your concoctions. 

“Surprise me,” he said, hanging up his jacket - which you were glad to see he remembered to wear - on the coat rack by the door. 

“Mmm, you weren’t really a fan of the last thing I surprised you with,” you reminded him.

It had been a busy day at the cafe, but things had quieted down now. You usually closed a few hours after the lunch rush, and you were only planning to be open for about another twenty minutes. Not that you were in any hurry to rush Neil out.

“Yeah, but I still kind of like surprises,” Neil insisted. “They can’t all be winners, but that’s all part of the experience.”

“Oh, so you’re saying my coffee is bad?” you teased.

“I’m saying that all coffee is bad,” Neil replied, making a face. “Yours was actually the most tolerable I’ve ever tried.”

You laughed. You were quickly learning that Neil, sweet as he was, was far from being a smooth talker. He seemed to dig himself into a hole more often than not.

“Wow, ‘tolerable,’” you echoed. “That’s one of the best reviews I’ve ever gotten.”

“I don’t- I didn’t mean it like that,” Neil sputtered. 

“Relax,” you laughed. “I’m just giving you a hard time. One non-coffee, coming up.”

You set about filling a kettle and putting it on the hot plate to boil. You were going to try tea for Neil’s next drink, thinking that maybe he’d like that better. You glanced over at the flavored syrups you had in stock, wondering if he would enjoy any of them. Or maybe it would be better to go with plain sugar, or maybe honey, and let the tea speak for itself.

“My buddy Lucien is a total coffee snob, and he really likes your Americanos,” Neil offered.

You remembered Lucien. He had been in the shop a few times. Become somewhat of a regular, actually, with the fairly odd habit of insisting on writing his own name on all his to-go cups. He struck you as snobby, but harmless enough. You figured he was probably just sick of baristas misspelling a name that hadn’t been given to anyone since the eighteenth century. 

“Well, I’m glad someone around here appreciates me,” you joked, setting a steaming mug down in front of Neil. He had taken his usual seat at the counter.

“I appreciate a warm drink, too,” Neil said. “But! I am paying you for this one.”

You waved your hand as Neil took his first sip, his shoulders instantly relaxing as he swallowed the warm liquid. You had settled on adding just a dash of vanilla syrup.

“On the house,” you insisted.

“I’m not trying to run you out of business,” Neil began.

“But, you didn’t like your last drink, so that one doesn’t really count,” you pressed. “Hot water and a bag of tea costs, like, twenty cents. I’m not gonna sell it to you at a two hundred percent markup. Now, Lucien on the other hand…”

Neil laughed, and you had to bite your cheek to keep from smiling too broadly. You were wary of laying it on too thick, but Neil was too fun to flirt with for you to abstain entirely. And it really wasn’t hurting you to give him a couple of free drinks…

“Still, I don’t want to take advantage of your generosity,” Neil said.

“Well, what if we did a little exchange?” you suggested. Neil leaned forward in his seat. “I don’t know much about movies, but I’m guessing you do.” 

Neil shrugged, mimicking modesty while giving you a knowing look. His side-eye made you swoon, a little more than you should have.

“I’ve been known to dabble,” he admitted.

“So how about you suggest me a movie as payment for the drink?” you offered.

Neil considered it as he took another sip of his tea.

“Hmmm, that is a tall order,” he joked, sitting on his hands as he rocked back a bit.

“Think you’re up for it?”

“I think it could be arranged,” he relented. “But, you’d have to stop by Gumshoe to pick it up.”

“Deal,” you agreed.

Neil took another sip of tea.

“Better than the coffee?” you asked, motioning to his cup.

“Better, but… I’m not sure I’m really a tea person, either,” Neil admitted.

“Next time you should tell me what you actually like,” you laughed. 

Neil made a face.

“But where’s the fun in that?”

“The fun is that you get to drink something that doesn’t make you gag when you think I’m not looking,” you teased. Then added, “you’re not very subtle, Neil.”

It was so easy to make Neil blush that you almost felt bad doing it. Almost. He tried to hide his pink face by taking another sip from the mug, loudly slurping in some kind of effort to pull the attention away from his embarrassment. 

“Well,” Neil said, setting his empty mug down. “I should get going, but feel free to stop by whenever. We’re open late.”

“Three-in-the-morning-late?” you joked.

“Not that late,” Neil laughed, rolling his eyes. 

“Maybe I’ll stop by tomorrow?”

“Sounds good,” agreed Neil.

He tapped the counter as he stood up, and made his way over to the door. As was becoming your habit, you came out from behind the counter to send him off. 

“Oh! I almost forgot.” Neil looked down at the scarf he was still clutching in his hand. “Don’t want you to go without your scarf for another day.”

Neil unfolded the scarf and wrapped it around you, just like you had done for him a few days ago. He held onto the ends, pulling it snug, and stayed like that for a moment longer than was necessary.

“Thank you again for letting me borrow this,” Neil muttered, letting the ends of the scarf fall from his hands. “And I’m serious about paying you back; you’d better stop by.”

“I will,” you promised. “Tomorrow.”

Neil smiled and gave you a short wave as he exited the cafe again. You realized after he left that your heart was beating wildly; so fast that you could feel it inside your chest. You wrapped the scarf a little tighter, and hurried to close up shop for the day, your steps feeling just a little more airy.

The following afternoon, bundled in your cold-weather gear, you made the trek down the street to Gumshoe Video after closing up your shop. The air was biting against your cheeks, and you were grateful that Neil had returned your scarf. You buried into it a little deeper, and caught a whiff of an unfamiliar cologne. 

You smiled. It was woodsy but also sweet. The bell above the door rang as you let yourself into Neil’s store.

“Hey - coffee girl,” a familiar voice called as you entered the store. Not Neil’s.

You looked up to see Lucien, standing behind the counter. You wondered briefly if the “coffee girl” nickname was a spur-of-the-moment thing, or if he and Neil ever talked about you, but you quickly shook away the thought.

“Lucien, you work here?” you asked.

You stepped farther into the store, briefly scanning the endless shelves of VHS tapes. So many movies. You stopped at the counter and rested your elbows on the glass top.

“Unfortunately,” droned Lucien. He lowered his voice, whispering. “My boss is kind of a dick.”

“I think I’m, uh… actually here to see your boss.”

“Oh. That’s right.” Before you had a chance to ask what that meant, Lucien called out, shouting toward the back of the store. “Neil! Coffee girl here to see you!”

Okay, you weren’t loving that nickname. But before you had a chance to say anything else, Neil appeared from a back room, smiling broadly and holding his arms out to greet you.

“Heyyyy!” Neil came over to your side of the counter, standing beside you and leaning on one elbow. “Glad you could make it. Lucien, don’t give rude nicknames to the customers.” “But you’re the one who-”

“It’s nice to see you,” Neil cut Lucien off, turning his attention to you. “Welcome to Gumshoe.”

“Thanks,” you replied. “It’s nice to finally visit. You have a ton of movies; wow.”

A whispering voice to your left hissed out: “Neil, is that the girl?” 

You hadn’t noticed, but there was a third man in the room, lounging on one of the couches in front of a TV set that was playing a black-and-white movie. He was looking up expectantly at Neil, who whirled around to glare at him.

“Jonathan,” Neil hissed.

“Sorry. Is that… a… girl?” Jonathan corrected. 

Neil turned back around, raking an exasperated hand through his hair. You stifled a giggle.

“Sorry,” Lucien said sardonically. “We’re all a little out of sorts since Neil broke up with his girlfriend.”

“Lucien,” Neil whispered, practically begging the other man to shut up. “You are not helping!”

Privately, your heart skipped a beat. The news that Neil was single excited you more than you knew it should have. You suddenly felt grateful for Lucien’s horrid social skills.

“Suddenly,” Neil said, glaring at both of his friends, “I just remembered I need both of you to run inventory. In my office.”

“But there’s nothing to-”

“Inventory!” Neil barked, pointing in the direction of the back room.

Jonathan and Lucien slunk off, both throwing not-so-subtle looks in your and Neil’s direction. Neil tried to compose himself, and turned back to face you.

“Sorry about them,” he apologized. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair again.

“Sorry to hear about you and your girlfriend,” you offered, even as your heart was still pounding from the excitement.

“Oh, don’t be.” Neil waved his hand. “Like I said, it was kind of a long time coming, and… It’s really fine.”

“I can come back another time…”

“No!” Neil said, a little too sharply. “No, no - this is perfect. I actually have your movie right here.”

He disappeared behind the counter for a moment, leaning down to fetch the VHS he had picked out for you. He handed it over, and you looked down at the cover.

“Ooh, The Shining,” you mused. “I’ve never seen it.”

“You’re in for a treat, then,” Neil beamed. “Classic horror. Stanley Kubrick. And perfect to watch during the snowstorm this weekend.”

You knew enough about the film’s plot to know that he was correct. You wondered if Neil had taken such a minor detail as the weather into consideration when picking out this movie. It seemed like the kind of thing he would do.

“I’m excited to watch it,” you smiled. “Thank you for your ‘payment.’”

Neil smiled back, and swung around the counter to join you once again on the other side. He stood a little closer to you than he had before, and you felt your heart beat loudly, thundering against your ribs.

“I hope this doesn’t mean you’ll stop coming to the cafe so I can test out drinks on you, though,” you told him. “Just because this makes us even. I still need to find something you actually like.”

“Of course not,” Neil agreed. “I can always pay you in more movie recommendations.”

You tucked the VHS tape Neil had given you into your bag, taking the few seconds that your face was turned away from him as an opportunity to smile like an idiot. You looked back up, trying to relax and put on a more neutral expression, with questionable levels of success.

“Before I go,” you started. “Will you please give me some kind of clue about what you like? I don’t want to keep making you drinks that you hate.”

Neil shrugged. 

“I dunno; I like sweet stuff, I guess,” he replied. “The more sugar, the better.”

Somewhere from deeper in the store, either Jonathan or Lucien let out a wolf whistle. Clearly they hadn’t made it all the way into Neil’s office. You couldn’t help laughing as Neil rolled his eyes.

“Something sweet, huh? I think that can be arranged,” you said.

You and Neil exchanged goodbyes as you left the store, bell ringing again on your way out. Outside, you could barely feel the cold air on your cheeks, for the way they burned red-hot after being around Neil.

Read Pt. 3 HERE!

#neil lewis x reader #neil lewis #watching the detectives #cillian murphy x reader #LemmyFics

[lestappenforever]

Hello my lovely, your social-psychological anon haunting your inbox once more- can you tell I have such awful lestappen and f1 brain rot? 🤭

I have some thoughts on rbr lestappen but I first want to comment on the wonderful ask from anon who referenced the Max reacting to Charles’ comment on him video. That’s exactly right- every small comment from Charles is most likely obsessively internalised and dissected to the extreme- and what Mona speaks about in response of how max and Charles have been tied together from childhood with even Jos verstappen saying they will fight forever - it makes me wonder, and this is pure speculation- but there is a method to my madness - if there was an element of Jos setting Charles on a pedestal (you know im that annoying way that parents go “look at this [insert achieved acquaintance] they are such a good example you ought to learn from them” which breeds resentment but once again I speak from experience in an athletically competitive environment, it also breeds admiration because here is this other person who is amazing at this sport). We know that Jos has a specific way of disciplining max in racing (saying he will never achieve anything , that he will be a truck or taxi driver) which makes me wonder if Jos used Charles as a marker of success (“Charles is so good/ you won’t be like Charles he will go onto f1 and you won’t”) to encourage and cultivate Max’s competitive spirit. And that’s why max hated charles but also admired him and because charles had Jos’ approval, by extension charles is automatically in a position to give that approval to max. I’ve never really thought of it this way but it really would make sense why max is so eager to please Charles and cares so much about what he thinks of him because throughout maxs childhood Charles was the benchmark, he was the golden boy (still is), he was what max sought to reach.

This theory would support and give greater contextual depth to what I said previously about max ignoring interviews because he is just so happy to have Charles’ attention and is afraid of losing it; he just values it so highly. Also pay attention to when Charles is talking, max almost always demonstrates active listening by nodding but he does so much more to show he is involved with adding hand signs and affirmatives of “yeah me too, I had the same thing, on turn 1 right?” To really show how engaged he is and also to keep Charles’ attention too by engaging him in literally every way possible during a conversation.

So thank you so much for such interesting thoughts I value them so highly and am so happy that people actually like these takes and understand/ see what I see not just from a shipping perspective because I find their interactions and relationship just so fascinating and full of nuance.

Anyway, back on track; some brain thoughts on rbr Charles and Lestappen teammates. There are a series of concerns and complaints I will go over like the whole 1-2 driver strategy and how they’re both WC contenders and it would be unfair for Charles to be a second driver/ how Charles polished personality does not fit the red bull vibe/ and how he would be entering a team that literally orbits max plus the infamous second red bull seat curse.

Well my two cents on this is that all of these concerns are wrong because:

- red bull have stated, very dramatically, during the initial rumours of talks held with Lando and Charles that they are abandoning the traditional 1-2 driver format and they want two championship contenders. This has been said I am sure but I have to reiterate the point that F1 is not just a sport in the way that Olympic events are about the sport. F1 is a show, you’re there for the races but also for the drama for the content for the interactions and the entertainment. And red bull pride themselves in being “shit stirrers” and just an out of pocket team (which I think is beautiful 😂🫡) and if any team would take risks like that in abandoning the traditional format it will be red bull and they will absolutely throw themselves into providing this. It is also likely that they decided on this very early in the season (before they started talks w either Charles or Lando) because that is also when Max changed the tune of his horn by saying he would like to have Charles as a teammate whereas last year he was like absolutely not because Charles doesn’t deserve to be second driver. So technically max revealed their departure from 1-2 strategy before red bull made it clear (around mid season). I feel like someone literally switched a mental gear in max’s head where he was like “Charles is my rival he could never be a second driver” and someone went “what about we let you be teammates and rivals at the same time” and max’s brain just short circuited

- As for Charles coming into this equation - into a team so heavily focused on max- I don’t think that’s an issue. We have seen -especially in recent weeks- that Charles seems to really get on with the rb team and has a good relationship with them so he isn’t like a complete outsider coming into a team that is resistant to having him on board. I think the most incriminating thing from lestappen gate so far (there is so much omg) is the interactions with the red bull team. Not the drivers but the rb representative in Mexico and Brad this weekend. We have been speculating on the rb Charles rumours since the start of the season and not once have we seen this happen that other teams mechanics are congratulating and interacting with another teams drivers (it’s even more incriminating because it’s red bull, like the most aggressively competitive team on the grid). Plus it just doesn’t happen, I really don’t remember ever seeing this except when an ex driver was congratulated by their previous team (checo w racing point after move to rbr and Seb w red bull after move to Ferrari). Huge bonus is that very fascinating interaction w Christian and Christian’s general tendency toward defending Charles and praising him. He really does act at times as if Charles is an rbr golden boy, I have noticed this year more than ever Christian and even GP saying “Charles” rather than “Leclerc” on the radio and it just conveys a degree of familiarity that we haven’t really seen before. It is extremely obvious to me that they want him there and have de facto adopted him.

- the rbr second seat curse literally stems from the fact that rbr, up to now, have had a 1-2 strategy where the second driver simply cannot keep up the max. They are nowhere near maxs level nor do their driving styles compliment maxs. Though checo’s defending is a really good compliment to maxs “attacking” though he just cannot keep up and with the capabilities of the rb19 and Maxs ability to absolutely send it, there is no real use in defending, also check just can’t keep up like he can’t even defend himself in midfield let alone max. He will pull one or two absolute bangers out of the bag but he cannot keep up with the pace, the intensity and the pressure especially when it comes with actually extracting everything that absolute rocket ship has to offer. I think rbr recognised this and this is another reason for them wanting two contenders 1) for showmanship and entertainment and living up to their brand as unorthodox risk takers and 2) 1-2 strategy has thus far led to a string of inadequate second drivers. Obviously Charles is a great option for a second contender driver but more so than just being able to keep up with max, he has almost the same exact driving style and car preference. Every time they talk about racing each other they always say they especially enjoy their fights because it’s always on the limit they’re always pushing each other always attacking and we know that max is aggressive in his driving style but I don’t think people really pay attention to how aggressive Charles is, he is just a bit more calculated about it (like overtaking Lewis then braking into him so tsunoda can catch up to Lewis and pick at him before speeding off whereas max would have just done a clean overtake and sped away) when there is a chance of overtake he always goes for it and does so aggressively (he just has a tendency to get bogged down when he qualifies in the mid field because he does not have the right car that is suited to his preferences enough for extraordinary overtakes). The way he drives the car also is so fascinating because it’s the same as max (look at Baku qualifying lap and look at their racing lines), they both literally throw their cars and push them to the absolute limit which is why Charles is such a quali beast because he knows how to wrench every ounce of pace out of an uncooperative tractor. Both he and max have a preference for borderline un-drivable cars that heavily lean into oversteer with a light back making the car extremely sensitive. If they were both teammates I actually believe that they would be grid terrorists- if their car would look anything like the rb19 they would take off with a 10sec gap to p3 and be battling each other for p1. If they find themselves more tightly squeezed by others (or somehow end up in midfield) they would almost intuitively work together because they know how the other drives and they most likely can predict the others moves

- About tensions on the team between two competitors, I think that is an inevitability but I really don’t think it would ever reach the type of explosiveness we have seen previously because of everything else that these analysis type of asks have said- the respect is there, tiptoeing around each other is there- wanting to please the other is there- if anything, there would be a greater inclination toward cooperation and fighting together against the others because of that special relationship between max and Charles, the performative aspect of the relationship- to prove that max and Charles are the same and that they (as a duo) are different than the rest of the grid and that it is them against the others except it would be much intensified if they were teammates by proximity and having so many opportunities to interact. It would strengthen their bond but as I have previously said, it will not remove that special aspect of their relationship.

- Also just a side note: you cannot convince me that Christian Horner, red bull and max wouldn’t be bending over backwards to ensure Charles wins in Monaco. Max wouldn’t give it to him because that wouldn’t be a win but he absolutely would punt anyone trying to challenge Charles into the bay and I just know that Christian Horner would treat his golden boys right, it would genuinely be a dream come true for him and helmut and just amazing for red bull and their image of “literally unstoppable team that snagged Ferraris star driver and have bagged the inevitable and the predestined, F1’s literal future, in one team and gave them an intercontinental ballistic missile to drive, one that would cause any other driver to bottle it into the wall because it is an otherwise un-drivable oversteery piece of work.”

In conclusion, I think teammate lestappen would be absolutely extraordinary. They would fight each other and push each other up to the edge and when one of them is about to fall the other pulls him back. Absolutely unstoppable duo and I hope that Charles has come to his sense even slightly about Ferrari that, like most dreams, it does not live up to expectations. There are clearly very ugly team politics involved and a healthy does of nepotism, complacency and riding the historical prestige wave and the unfailing loyalty of their fans.

Fingers crossed for lestappen podium today 🫶✨

Social-psychological anon coming into my inbox claiming they are haunting my inbox, and then proceeding to provide yet another excellent take on Lestappen, including the potential Lestappen RBR teammates.

Babe, love, darling, if this is you haunting my inbox, then I would like to be haunted for the rest of my life, please and thank you.

Social-psychological anon, I adore you more than words can say. Crossing everything I have for a Lestappen podium today. 🤞🫶

#Asks #Lestappen asks #Social-psychological anon #Lestappen dynamics anons #Lestappen gate 2023

[renchans]

summary ┊ one thing led to another, and now you’ve been tasked with turning your loser brother into the no.1 boyfriend material before he graduates university. okay, difficult but doable. the catch? his really hot friends can’t stop giving their two cents—and you just so happen to have a small crush on one of them.

characters ┊ nct dream’s 00 line x reader(f); ft. brother!mark, nct, other idols ✩ genres ┊ fluff, maybe angst??, romance, university au, non-idol au, smau ✩ warnings ┊ profanity, side idol x idol pairings!!, classic gen z humour.., markisnotactuallyaloser, tbd.

disclaimer ┊ i am not affiliated with any of the idols that feature throughout this series, nor do my portrayals represent them irl! certain locations have been created for the purpose of this au (i.e., smu & ncit), but the backdrop is vancouver, b.c., canada (for the motherland @ mark!!!!).

playlist ┊ nonsense by sabrina carpenter ✩ lowkey by niki ✩ sunroof by nicky youre, dazy ✩ i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys ✩ mayday by crush, joy ✩ some by bolbbalgan4 ✩ vancouver by big naughty ✩ cupid by fifty fifty.

started ┊ 31/05/2023 ✩ ended ┊ tbd.

00 ┊ ❛ profiles: the real blackpink 🗣️🗣️ ❜

00 ┊ ❛ profiles: WE HATE ANTH 127 ❜

01 ┊ ❛ girls that r into u don’t wanna be dude-zoned ok ❜

02 ┊ ❛ to help you rizz up koeun ofc ❜

03 ┊ ❛ under construction! ❜

04 ┊ ❛ under construction! ❜

+ more soon.

nabi’s note ┊ i know, i already have a lot of wips to finish from my other account but… i really wanted to try making a smau so i decided to turn one of my wips into a smau 🥹 and what a way to start off summer with…a university au…lol….!!

taglist ┊ @rum-gone-why @ahgase55g7 @gyehyeonist @zonked-times @jenyoonoh.

please send an ask or comment if you’d like to be added to the tag list! <3

#kpop #nct #nct dream #nct 00 line #nct dream 00 line #huang renjun #lee jeno #lee haechan #lee donghyuck #na jaemin #au #smau #series #fic #fanfic #scenarios #oneshots #imagines #headcanons #fluff #romance #social media au

[maevearcher]

...um, okay, so, @pennyblossom-meta, here is part one of my two cents. I...I actually decided to peruse the manga again, so I'd pay more attention to specific things instead of...just living it over and over again, and beyond... So, I've decided to split things into parts, so it doesn't get insanely long either. This first part covers up to the point where Misa introduces herself to Light.

…I never know how or where to start these things….

First things first, I want to be clear on the fact that this, everything that I’m going to say, comes from the perspective that I’ve held true to my core values over as many years as I remember, ever since I learned how to read, namely that the book is better and truer that the movie. That the original written word is the baseline truth on which I must build any interpretation that will not result in me falsifying the very essence of what I’m trying to understand.

On that assumption, in any analysis of the character of L, I always, but always refer back to the manga, with the anime serving as completion of details here and there, with the anime giving me the absolutely exquisite feel of actually hearing him (and for me, the English dub is the best, I love Alessandro Juliani’s low, vocal fry-ish rendition, I love his harsh tones here and there, which I find most fitting for the particular manga scenes they are constructed upon.

It is true that anime and musical and whatnot paint a much more….humanized, softened picture of L A rounder, more sympathetic, more socially palatable picture. An image of this lonely autistic genious, locked inside the confines of his ways, waiting for the right person to come along and save him from the banes of his solitary existence…until he meets Light and realizes there’s someone out there who he can relate to, for understanding and stuff. I personally don’t buy too much into that.

I am not going to debate too much whether or not he’s autistic, because I cannot presume to understand that kind of a mind, that kind of an IQ, and the emotional development losses that come with it (because nature doesn’t make presents, almost always a high IQ comes with a lower EQ, grain of salt added). However, I can see neurodivergent traits, such as preference for low-stimulation environments, perhaps sensory sensitivity (such as preference for one particular type of fabric or comfort in clothing style…. – or perhaps he simply can’t be bothered with style choices and all, and tee and jeans seem like a safe perpetual go-to option)….but these have been analyzed to death.

As for the Ryuzaki persona theory….from what I’ve read and from what evidence I can put together, I find it only partially correct. Excluding the autorial intent (or rather, lack of) from the equation, going completely in-universe and treating fiction as reality….it is true that he acts differently when he is alone, prior to meeting the task force. He stands up straight and sits differently, he even does yoga and meditation to think. But later he slips into this total weirdo of a person…but I think this is highly intentional. I mean, he doesn’t fake his personality when interacting with the task force, he blatantly exaggerates some behaviors, with the purpose of being underestimated, as well as to cover some of his tracks, which people can chalk off to him just being a weirdo. Another thing….I think he has a waaay better understanding of social norms and regulations than people usually give him credit for. I mean, he is not socially awkward, that would amount to making involuntary mistakes out of genuine ignorance of social norms, because one cannot figure out the appropriate response. However, I cannot see him doing that. He is blunt and sarcastic and mean because he’s sort of a jerk when he wants to be… and he has little reason to be otherwise in the little slice of his life we are shown.  

What I believe he truly struggles with is an understanding of emotions  apart from their motivational aspect. We always see him having a very fine understanding of behavior, but he’s always, always asking “why? what are they hoping to achieve? what are they after? what is their purpose?....”  I don’t think he has ever been confronted with the possibility of having someone be kind, nice, affectionate towards him for the simple enjoyment of his company, without being out to get him, or get something from him. He sees people either as neutral entities, or as people who either will hurt him or will use him.  (And I would soo much like to see more of his life outside this particular situation when adrenaline is through the roof both from the chase, the thrill of the game, and from the fact that he is , in fact, in very real mortal danger, much more so than the relatively risk-less situations he has been in in his previous cases.)

What he comes across at first is…extremely self assured, to the point of egomaniac from the point of view of a normal person. But…he HAS to be this way in order to do what he does, he has to over-believe in himself because if he were to second guess himself and waver, he would have self destructed years ago.  At first, he acts  from this higher ground vantage point, allowing himself to even show Light that he was unsure about the action plan, during the initial televised confrontation (how he was like “I…I don’t believe it…I couldn’t believe it until I saw it with my own eyes…”) Then, his choice of words, how he is always using his pronouns well (“Listen to me” instead of just “Listen”, “I want you to…” instead of “Please do…”) he is very assertive about his position of authority.

What I also love is that he’s sooo expressive through body language, especially frustration (fist slam to the floor, clenching fist, gritting his teeth in frustration, throws the stack of papers on the floor, especially before meeting the task force, when he can actually afford such transparency). That fades a little bit later, and is only apparent in him gripping his knees a little more forcefully and (what I imagine, with the help of the voice dub in the anime) slightly colder and more distinnctly pronounced words, these being the ways of conveying. frustration and anger.

However, that’s not the only emotion he is expressing. He is caring and considerate. He refers to the FBI agents as “precious lives”. He acknowledges the integrity of Soichiro Yagami (a man who earns L’s respect and keeps it throughout….)  and allows him the privacy of secrecy over the surveillance footage from his home (and again, as my only concession to the anime, the warmth in his tone when he allowed him this privacy…). He repays transparency with  sincerity - he tells Soichiro that the surveillance period of seven days will not be extended secretly, telling him that he has his word on this…. And you can feel the honesty radiating from him at this point, he's never being a jerk for the sheer hell of it, in a completely undeserved fashion. One can argue about the way he belittles Matsuda, but let’s not forget Matsuda screwed up majorly a few times, and I for one would have been harsher on him than L was, so…. Besides, I do think, as  I said in a previous post, that L actually came to like Matsuda  and was affectionately cruel towards him the way you make life hell for a younger sibling. Which in turn proves (a manner of) attachment from L, he certainly does not see them as pawns.

I love it how he proves himself to be soo far from the image of the recluse genius, working only from behind the comfortable shield of his computer, unable or afraid to face the world outside……no, guys, he is aggressive and decisive, both in his opinions and in his actions, he is dead set from the beginning on having Kira commit a murder in front of him so he’d find out how exactly Kira kills, therefore, being pushy and (almost) reckless in some decisions, he takes the step of actually meeting Light and forcing him to make his next moves….He’s being force-of-nature aggressive….while having this…strange duality between cynicism and idealism where he almost wants to believe in the normalcy of Kira’s psyche, how no one can be so absolutely cruel as to kill someone without batting an eyelash…..

Somehow, I don’t believe for a second that he’s as listless and apathetic as he sometimes wants to appear. There are all these emotions brewing under the surface, barely masked by the “please” politeness, almost like I can see the “go fuck yourself” underneath haha. But there are times when he breaks that stance, for instance when he is confronted with the possibility of the shinigami being real, which disrupts his whole thinking system. That’s what he’s reacting to, to the internal earthquake (which he quickly tries to rationalize away), not out of fear of the supernatural... Also, I love his instinctive spasm of a reaction in the manga, compared to the long-drawn panic mode in the anime (completely out of character and unjustified imo)....

Aand...the reason I fell in love with him oh so many years ago. I mean, not The reason, but the moment where admiration morphed into love. The moment where he basically bled right there, emotionally, for Ukita. Now, I don't see it for one lousy second how Aizawa was abusive in his touch (he was just...having a normal emotional reaction using normal male tools), AND I don't interpret it as aversion to be touched, on L's part, as he is shown to shake hands with Light and such normal human interactions. What's happening here is his desperate attempt to remain in some semblance of control, to not let this whole situation unravel into tragedy (as he actually says, in so many words), not to break down emotionally under the weight of the guilt....for a man whose blood is directly on his hands, as well as the "precious lives" of the FBI agents. He is basically shaking with guilt and sorrow, and, of course, a little fear (he's human after all).

To be continued...

#l lawliet #death note #l death note #death note l #death note analysis #death note meta

[yandere-daydreams]

adding my two cents to the omegaverse pot and saying i just want to be knotted and bitten tbh

perhaps it is the casualness of the scenario i take issue with. if i am to be knotted and bitten and what have you, it's going to have to be by some ancient primordial being who has selected me to be their eternal mate. if stan from down the block who works at 7/11 starts talking about "mates" and "pups" he's getting pepper sprayed.

#personal #anon ask

[blinkinbrothershark]

Okokok so! I have a small snippet of an article that I am currently working on for the Newsies Halloween 2024 pape. This is just a very small part of one article I haven't thoroughly edited it yet, but I decided to post it here just to (1) show that I actually am working on the paper (I'm just trying to take my time editing it) and (2) just to ask for general feedback on what could be added to this section!

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Who Were The Newsies?

Up until the 1900's, young boys and girls would hawk at street corners, waving the daily newspaper high above their heads, desperately trying to sell them for two cents per paper, these were known as newsies. Throughout history, these poor children (often no older than thirteen) were frequently mistreated by the upper-class members of society, including their own employers. The papers were often overpriced and the newsies were forced to lie their way into selling papers if there wasn't a truthful headline they could shout into the streets.

The newsies would often go on strike in an attempt to receuve better pay or treatment. But, the owners of the various papers paid them no heed as they assumed that within a few days the newsies would realise that their lack of work equated to less money to afford shelter and food. But there was one strike that didn't proceed as anticipated and changed the course of history forever.

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I will also talk about the strike of course but I just decided ro put this up just for feedback! :D

(And I am truly sorry it is taking quite a while to finish all the writing x)

#newsies halloween 2024 #newsies #newspaper

[the-fiction-witch]

Wicked

Media The Artful Dodger (Pre show Release)

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating Smut

I stood doing a little prep work for this afternoon's surgery sorting the tools I'd need, making sure I had a good sharp needle, a good pile of rags when I heard the office door open.

"Dr Dawkins, Sir?" His voice spoke up

"Ummm? What is it?" I asked turning slightly to see my small excuse for an assistant boy, he had a name... I just, can't remember what it is.

"it appears we may be out of some tonics sir."

"Out?"

"Yes sir."

"You checked the back of the storeroom?"

"Yes sir. Nothing. only a few empty bottles of painkillers and chloroform."

"Christ." I sighed setting my work down "Alright. I'll deal with it. You prep everything else for the surgery this afternoon" I told him taking off my apron and grabbing my jacket as I headed out of the office and out of the house.

I went through town begrudgingly arriving at the little shop with a dusty blue shop front and the painted lettering 'Y/l/n's' I sighed and opened the door heading inside the pharmacy, seeing the back wall littered with Tronics and potions, a cabinet of various items and her.

She stood behind the counter working on something inside a pestle and mortar with an apron over her long grey dress. She glanced up as the bell on the door tolled and immediately we were at odds with one another.

"Well. If it isn't the town Butcher" She said

"Big talk from the town witch" I snapped back

"Sociopath"

"Craven"

"Madman"

"crazy girl"

"What do you want Dawkins?" she glared "Or have you just come to cause me trouble?" She asked taking the powder she had been grinding and weighing it out on her scale adjusting it slightly

"I need some stuff. I have surgery this afternoon, It's a full leg amputation I'm going to need cleansing water, painkillers, a blood thinner, and likely some cloro and my storerooms out" I explained

"I see," she said taking her now-weighed powder and adding it to her small pill press slowly forming the powered into pressed tablets "That sounds like quite the problem"

"you know I can't do the surgery without them"

"No no that would be a terrible idea. Esspcaily for your white shirt" she giggled as she worked

"Do you have any in stock?"

"I might."

"Y/n" I complained "I need it for my surgery he'll be arriving in an hour"

"Ohh my, that's cutting it very close"

"Y/n. will you sell me the damn stuff." I told her and she glared "...Please"

“I suppose if it's an utter emergency I suppose I could spare a bottle or two” she smirked “if you beg”

“I'm not begging you. If rather just buckle belt the guy down then beg you”

“Suit yourself Dawkins” She shrugs

I grit my teeth and rolled my eyes doing my best not to be a dick “Please y/n. Please.”

“I can't hear you”

“Please y/n!”

“I don't know, how badly do you need it”

“Please y/n. I need it and you're my only option” I sighed

“Little louder?” She giggled “I couldn't hear that “

“I need it and you're my only option”

“And I'd say you're a pretty foolish boy for forgetting it” She smiled wickedly “Would you say so? Foolish boy?’

‘yes.” I sighed

“Yes, what?”

“I am foolish”

“And all together now”

“Please y/n you're my only option and I badly need it… and I am a foolish boy for not getting it sooner so can you please sell me the stuff?”

“Alright” she smiled fetching the things I needed from around her shop setting them on the counter between us and adding things up on her till "That will be sixteen dollars" 

"sixteen- What! That's ludicrous!" 

"Such are the prices, Doctor" 

"How did you work that out?"

"Well we have all the items added together, then the bag charge as you can't carry all this just in your pockets doctor" she giggled "and then we have the emergency tax that's an extra ten per cent, Then the interrupting me tax, then the non-sale we're having this week where all times are actually ten per cent up their usual price, and of course the typical bottle fee's, cork fee's, air tax and the extra add a zero button because it's you doctor" She explained 

"Even so that doesn't add right. That bottle says fifteen pence right on the label!" I argued 

and her response to that was to take the label off the bottle and throw it behind her "Now it doesn't" 

"And bottle tax! I returned all your bottles last I was here"

"You did, but they weren't clean"

"Yes, they were. I boiled them myself"

"One had a spot on it"

"if it had a spot on it, it had a spot on it when you gave it to me" 

"Sixteen Dollars Dr Dawkins or get out of my shop"

"Fine. You wicked little thing" I complained getting my money

"I call it being a good businesswoman" She smiled 

"Shit. I've only got twelve" 

"Ohh my, what a shame guess no drugs for you"

"Y/n I need them"

"And I need to charge"

"I'll pay you the rest next week"

"I've heard that before"

"Y/n this is insane"

"Sixteen dollars or get out."

"All alright I'll let you borrow my tools without charge next time"

"Any tools I need?"

"....yes." I sighed

" So twelve dollars and free tool borrowing?"

"Only one tool y/n"

"you're still short."

"...and the usual."

"Alright" she smiled taking my dollar coins and putting everything into a bag for me "I want my tool borrowed in writing"

"Fine" I sighed I took her note and wrote her a pass for a free tool borrowing which she happily took before she jumped the counter went to the door locked it and turned the sign to closed 

"Come on then Doctor" she giggled heading into the back so I slipped my jacket off and followed her into the back store room shutting the door behind me, she sat herself up on a cleared self so I went over to stand between her legs "so? I haven't got all day"

"Alright" I smirked pulling her into an intense kiss, as usual, our kiss was angry, and frustrating as we often were with each other but that only made it more aggressive and entertaining, we made out heavily for a few minutes my hands often taking grips of her hips, her ass and at times her breasts but she usual slapped my hands off if I tried to get at them anymore then just running my hand over them she grabbed my pants by the hem to tug me closer to her so I happily undid them for her as she tugged up her own dress until it was completely around her waist I pulled my erection out and stroked myself a few times before we moved and adjusted until I was inside her "Fuck-"

"Best hurry you have surgery later" she giggled 

"Don't tell me what to do" I warned her holding her hips as I started my thrusts she giggled biting on my neck as I got faster and faster doing my best not to reveal how good it felt given it would only amuse her and I didn't want to give her the satisfaction and she didn't either but I know her well enough to know as she bites her lips and gasps quickly when she's close I knew I was close holding her tightly doing my best not to make any noise but she grabbed my shirt tight and tightened herself around me as she reached her orgasm "Fuck-" I groaned pulling out and finishing across her dress resting my hands on the wall and trying to get my breath back "You wicked little thing" 

"Absolutely Doctor" she giggled fixing her dress and heading off back to the main shop I calmed down and followed her out getting my jacket and everything I needed for surgery and the store room "Have a good day" she smiled

"Thank you, you too," I told her taking my stuff and heading back home.

#tbs smut #tbs imagine #tbs imagines #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas sangster #thomasbrodiesangster #tbs #thomas brodie sangster smut #thomas brodie sangster