#I have a full time job but 4 people liked this so I’m posting more.

[thelovehypothesis]

Sunsets with you.

Harry Styles x fem!reader

Requested- lost my old account so this is basically me reposting my old stuff

Summary: Everyone else’s opinions on your and Harry’s relationship get in your head, but you’re it for Harry and he won’t have it any other way.

a/n’s: pretty sloppy but smwt enjoyable, please sendin request!

You’re well aware that you’re living the dream of many, being Harry’s girlfriend is something many dream of and somehow here you are, 4 years into a relationship with the man of your dreams.

Even though you were “living the dream” this said dream can with backlash, 4 years of trying to have a private (as possible with some fail) relationship, and some how media always had article to share on your relationship, fans had comments and haters hate to spread.

Truthfully it never got any easier for you to have the public eye on you, even though Harry always tried to help with sweet nothing and telling you to just full on ignore it, it was hard one click lead to another and you ended up engulfed in people opinions about you and your relationship.

Having said that, tour had been taking a toll on your relationship, you being “left” behind in London with harry signing his heart out around the world just gave your mind to much time to click and overthink, and most articles and post you read were full on rumors questioning your fidelity and his, and well you two trusted each other and had been through so many scandals that you knew better that to even bat a thought a those articles. It was rather the article criticizing you: your job, looks, intentions, family; that’s were you’d overthink your value in the relationship.

And so you started to distance yourself from him, not picking up his phone calls ever time he would call, texting him back less often and giving him shorter replies.

So when he came back for a short break, his grown worry from your uninterested self on having a proper conversation with him immediately unleashed a fight, well more so of an argument.

“We’ve been through this! You have to stop reading the comment and articles. They know one shit about us!”

“H-how can I. Im sorry but all they say is true! You’re this big pop star traveling all around the world with this huge successful career, while I’m stuck here working a 9 to 5!”

Silence

Being truthful Harry and you hardly fought but we you did it some how always lead to moments like this. You looking at each other with pleading eyes, hoping the other would just listen.

“I-I-I don’t know what you want me to say y/n”

“I don’t need you to say anything. I need you to listen, and to finally realize that I’m not-not enough for you H.

You need someone that can travel with you, and that can take on the public eye and-and that’s not me-“

“stop”

You could see the tear drops forming in Harrys eyes, even though yours are already flooded.

“Harry-“

“No. No. Yo-You don’t get to say those things. Not now not ever”

He starts stepping closer, cupping your face with his hand making you look at him.

“y/n listen please… just listen.

You are the most amazing human being I’ve had the pleasure of meeting, I know you better than anyone so I get to tell you that-that the comparison you’re making isn’t fair. You’re working on achieving your dreams, and you not that far away, and we are still so young, and somehow everyday you prove yourself to everyone around you, there is no doubt in the world that you’re the most talented person out there. I on the other had just got a head start and-and without you I-I wouldn’t be here, you’re my muse, my everything”

Sobbing, full on sobbing. How could this god of a human possibly believe in you this much knowing first hand how tough the world is.

“Harry I-I just can do it anymore-

I feel so small sometimes and I don’t want to be a burden to you”

“God y/n”

Harry lets you go.

He goes upstairs, and that’s the last indicator you needed to know that Harry can grow so much more if you just let him go, so you follow him, to say goodbye and sorry one more time.

When you got to you shared bedroom, you saw him walking out of the closet, eyes immediately meeting.

“I still hadn’t planned it out so far but I guess the time found it’s self”

Harry steps closer to you and takes your hand in his. Now in your hand, is a small velvet box.

Tears on the edge of both your eyes, but for a different reason now.

‘Just stop your crying, it’ll be alright’

“You’re it for me. And no matter how many times I have to reassure you of it, it’s me who doesn’t deserve you. “

‘So please stop your crying baby it’s the sign of the times

runaway with me, to a world that only you and me’

“Harry- are you sure of what your doing” your voice trembling more that thought possible.

A scoff leaves his mouth.

“I’m sure. I want this. All of it. The big house on top of the hill, the four children running around screaming, the wedding, the dog, all of it.

So y/n y/l/n would you do me the honor of marrying me and living the rest of life together?”

He said now on one knee.

He sees right through you, he knows you could never stop living him even if you tried to, you two find home in each other.

So without an other thought, you rapidly nod your head and kneel down to be able to kiss Harry.

The kiss you shared was full of the unspoken sorry’s each of you feel needs to be said, the new promises that come with this new stage your relationship, just love, the immense love you two share.

“I love you.”

“I love you so much more.”

And there you were in your sweet tender moment, not a worry in mind, hearts beating in sync and lovesick eyes that gazed at each other.

After a few more moments Harry broke the silence.

“I love you so much that if you want me to scream it from the rooftops I will, if you need me to reassure you of your worth every day I will. I will do anything if it makes you happy.”

“I love you so much. Thank you for loving me as much”

“Forever.”

He’d already slipped the ring on your finger sealing this moment forever.

End 📌

#harry styels x reader #harry styles angst #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fanfics #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fluff #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles oneshot #harry styles x fem!reader #harry styles x reader #harry styles #tlhharrystyles

[vide0-nasties]

THANK YOU FOR TAGGING ME EMILY @lemon-bats 🥰🥰

1. Were you named after anyone?

To the best of my knowledge no, at least for my real name! My internet name, Rags, I actually just ended up snagging from one of my OCs - a washed up rockstar named Cosimo Ragatz, who was a recovering drug addict that founded an indie record label with his wife.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Oh god, it was some time last week?? So much real life stuff had piled up and I think it was honestly some kind of mini-break or smth, god only knows. But I’m feeling better now lol.

3. Do you have kids?

ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY NOT LMAO. My mom passed when I was young and I raised my younger siblings, I’ve done my time in the child rearing mines and I’m never doing it again.

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

For a really long time I rode horses and I was a really good three day eventer. I also really loved archery and swimming. I also rode dirt bikes too, and I’d love to get back into it!! 🥰🥰

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Yes indeed!! But I’m not sure that I use it as much as I used to. Not for any particular reason, I don’t think dgheh.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

I’m boring and predictable and I pretty much always notice height first 😂😂 I do also notice face shapes and noses, though!!

7. What’s your eye color?

Dark brown that leans pretty close to black dfhjd.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Each have their own benefits and negatives!! A time and a place for everything 👏👏

9. Any talents?

I’m a good writer, and I’m pretty good at accents! I also like to think I’m the funniest asshole in any given room at any time 😂😅

10. Where were you born?

Commonwealth of Virginia babeyyyyy 🦩 there aren’t cardinal emojis, but I’m still barely south enough to be southern lol.

11. What are your hobbies?

I like posting video games, writing, playing dnd, a lil bit of digital art. Painting my nails. Dfhjd. Running outta stuff here, uhhhh. Panicking trying to remember my meds, but that’s more a full time occupation lol.

12. Do you have any pets?

Four dogs (a cocker spaniel, a border collie, a pit bull, and a boxer lab 🥰🥰), some barn cats, and a little grade paint horse named Rooster who’s a complete ASSHOLE.

13. How tall are you?

5’6” or 5’7”, it depends on how tall I want to feel that day dghjd

14. Favorite subject in school?

History and English!!! I really wanted to be a historical researcher for a career when I was in school and I still think about it. I would’ve liked to study Appalachian history from pre-Civil War to present.

15. Dream job?

LOL 😂😂 historical researcher, possibly an author, or a rare and antique jewelry shop owner siiigh. I really fell in love with fine jewelry at my last job, and I would DIE to be able to do it again, but in a much more niche fashion.

No Pressure tags: @smoggyfogbottom @brilliantblasphemer @dotcie @kastlequill @skinnyazn @snail-eggs @lunarvicar @siriusleee 💖💖

[cocogum]

My honest reactions of episodes 5 and 6 (part 2)

PART 1 : HERE

(‼️ SEASON 4 SPOILERS ‼️)

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Okay I just HAD to devote the full Alibert inn scene from episode 5 here CUZ WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT YUGO GOING BACK TO EMELKA!! I know I already mentioned Chibi and Grougal (as well as the tree Tofu tower) in part 1 but part 2 will basically be about all the rest of the inn scene cuz tumblr couldn’t let me have more than ten images per post (I know the site apparently lets u have more but I always use the phone for it so shush.)

But first, we finally get to see Alibert again after all those years 💕

Alibert. Sweetie. Baby. You can take care of two (technically four) kids with the addition of a freaking INN, you COOK for the customers, AND, ON TOP OF ALL THAT, you’re the MAYOR of EMELKA, that same place where you run the inn and take care of your adopted sons.

You do much more than just “taking care of an inn”, you got three jobs AND you’re still sane. You’re three in one, a whole package, props to you king. He’s such a boss ass man I love him 💕💕

NAH MAN

Not these ppl trying to avoid the inflation 😭😭 I don’t blame them tho. I would’ve said the same thing lol.

(Also is the wine a call back to Gustavio? Plz it would be so funny if the reason why Alibert is angry is cuz these ppl are saying how “bad” it is just so the prices can stay the same but also because he’s mad that they’re calling Gustavio’s wine “disgusting” even if they were all just trying to make him not raise the prices!)

Love how Yugo doesn’t say that same shit to Ruel after all those years of cooking for his ass and never getting anything from him.

Like even the whole Brotherhood calls Ruel a “cheapskate” but the only time where we see Yugo say that same shit is when he says that to his own CUSTOMERS?!?

Gurl bye Yugo’s such a silly little hypocrite!! 😭😭

OMG THE WHOLE FAMILY’S BACK TOGETHER!!

Adamaï get your stupid lizard ass over here.

It’s been so long since I’ve seen these two just laughing and hugging like this 💕💕💕

Also, Ankama tried being very slick with Az and his wife.

Nah cuz how can you not see these two and not think about Yugo and Amalia?? Does the thought never come to mind or what??

They literally give off the same energy, how did no one say anything before???!!?

THESE LITTLE TOFUS ARE OBVIOUSLY A SILLY PARALLEL TO THESE TWO AND NO ONE CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE.

Okay now the next part of the Alibert inn scene is very important to me so listen.

Recently, I came scrolling on @moths-are-better’s recent posts about Yugo and I came up on the one where he drinks the “milk” that was in the cup in the scene below.

But like-

@moths-are-better STOP LYING TO YOURSELF THIS IS CLEARLY WINE!!!

Look at all the other people drinking in the inn before they left: they all had that same kind of cup, insinuating that they were drinking wine (and also cuz they confirmed it was wine while trying to avoid any possible future inflations with Alibert).

I just love how Ankama deliberately shows us small scenes like this to remind us that Yugo can do adult things even though he looks like a kid. Because THIS is one of those scenes! Just look at how Alibert quietly pulls the cup of wine away from Yugo as soon as the guy starts ranting about his problems.

That’s clearly not milk lol I just love your delusions @moths-are-better 💕💕

But not only did this scene made me realize that nothing can stop Yugo from doing adult things despite how he looks, it also helped me realize that Yugo is the type to only drink when he’s having problems. We clearly see him about to drink more while ranting to Alibert before he carefully pulls the wine away from Yugo cuz he KNOWS Yugo would drink more just for that.

That level of attention to detail is amazing and I’m so glad I managed to catch up to the hints early on.

Alibert be looking like Yugo’s bartender AND therapist in just that moment alone lol

Ngl I would’ve loved to see a drunk Yugo if he had been able to drink more before Alibert intervened.

‼️ EVERYONE ‼️

👏 BE👏 LIKE 👏 ALIBERT 👏 ❤️❤️

This is making me wanna have kids too man….

His caring and calming attitude towards Yugo and the way he just treats him, cares for him, and acts like a responsible parent during all these years really makes me wanna do the same thing someday. Alibert is so good at his job(s) that he’s even beating a freaking goddess. Let that sink in. (actually any good parent like Alibert would beat the Eliatrope goddess�� parenting easily lol)

Alibert is genuinely so sweet, patient, thoughtful, and understanding of Yugo. Like even though he just heard Yugo say he finally found his true family, Alibert doesn’t take his words as insults and would rather just let him spill out all of his words to him.

When I said I missed these two like this, I really meant it. This inn is not only where Yugo was raised in but it’s also Yugo’s comfort place.

My ass knows this is foreshadowing.

It just knows.

Older Yugo where u at? We need to talk.

Ankama’s gonna ruin this family and laugh about it while eating some croissants.

#and that’s it. only two parts. i ain’t gonna write more parts. #now i need a fan idea concept where Yugo has Alibert AND Gustavio as his two dads lol #in an au where Alibert never broke up with Gustavio 😭😭 #wakfu #ankama #krosmoz #wakfu reaction #wakfu reactions #wakfu season 4 #wakfu s4 #wakfu season 4 spoilers #wakfu s4 spoilers #wakfu season 4 episode 5 #wakfu s4 ep5 #wakfu season 4 episode 5 spoilers #wakfu s4 ep5 spoilers #wakfu yugo #yugo #yugo wakfu #wakfu alibert #wakfu chibi #chibi wakfu #wakfu grougal #wakfu grougaloragran #wakfu az

[minuteminx]

My biggest frustration as a Preston fan in the Fallout 4 fandom is not actually the people who make hate content (that’s annoying and awful but my block button is a pretty great balm for that); no, it’s actually the multitude of people who “would like him if…” “would have been more willing to spend time with him if…”

Call me crazy, but aside from the annoying radiant quest mechanic (which can be circumvented if you 1. Listen to Radio Freedom everyone once and a while, 2. Don’t do the quests you’re assigned bc you’ll only get a couple at a time before it stops, and 3. Make sure your settlements are in good shape. You have so much less to do if you settlements are taken care of on the front end. If they have a high enough defense and they’re under attack? THEY DEFEND THEMSELVES. Imagine that. Anyway) I actually LIKE how the game handles Preston and the MM.

Maybe it’s just me coming from Dragon Age fandom, where in the very first game, my fresh out-out-of-orientation Grey Warden is asked to take the lead by someone with more seniority because the more senior person is riddled with grief, survivor’s guilt, and insecurity that they’d be able to do a good job… sound familiar? Preston asks you to be the General because after everything he has been through, he’s not ready to fill that role. He can’t stomach the responsibility because he is afraid he’ll mess it up, that he’ll let people down.

But the thing is, he still does the General Stuff. He is the one organizing, communicating with settlements, strategizing, expanding, recruiting, giving orders, etcetera, etcetera. The sole who agrees to be the General is honestly just a figurehead for the settlers and a sounding board for Preston’s ideas. At the end of the day it is not the Sole Survivor who settlers run to, excited to thank them for all their help and make donations. It’s not the Sole Survivor who is viewed as the face of the MM. It’s Preston.

Do I wish the game came full circle and acknowledged that? Oh yeah I do, which is why I’m writing fanfic. I think that Preston deserved a personal quest where you retake Quincy from the Gunners and get revenge on Clint. I think the end of his story should be the Sole Survivor acknowledging that he’s been the General the entire time and bequeathing that title back to him now that he is recovering and ready for it. That’s really all I would have needed to feel like his story was complete.

As is, I enjoy traveling with Preston in game. He is refreshing. He has a lot of hopeful commentary about the Commonwealth, a lot of sarcasm and dry humor, and it’s great. He actually gives you less quests when he’s traveling with you as a companion, too.

His romance is lovely. It is the only one with some additional dialogue if you do the flirts, successfully initiate, then back out when he asks if you’re sure. He will come back later and say “listen, I know last time we talked, you said you weren’t ready to move on, but it’s been a while now and I still feel the same about you. I was wondering if you thought you might feel the same about me.” He also is genuinely so happy and excited to be with you. He gets a little more flirtatious. talking about MM regulations not covering your little situation (little eyebrow wiggle included). He calls you babe and tells you to be careful. It’s just as rich of a romance as literally any of the others.

I’m not sure where I’m going with this, but I’ve been seeing a number of new posts in this vein lately and I guess I wanted to add my thoughts. 😌

#preston garvey #fallout 4

[cedricsnotdead]

here’s a post about writing tips from an excessively prolific fanfic writer

a question i’ve been asked is how do i manage to write so much in so little time, as for many people even putting down 500 words of a story can take a very long time

i don’t know if i’m the right person for giving writing tips but here are my answers to this (long post, sorry)

first there are two points that i should make clear:

1) i would not overestimate my productivity - if the plot is complex, i’m not that fast either. it took me a long time to put together ink and blood parts 1-3 which have a more complicated story. the other things i wrote were very simple in the plot or, like with the prequel, they followed the canon very closely so the plot was already done

2) even though it feels strange to say it, my real life job is professional writing. i don’t write fiction for my job, clearly, but even if it’s a different type of writing, the routine is always the same: elaborate a chunk of information, put it together in a way and order that makes sense, and sit there and write pages and pages under time pressure. this means that i’m used to produce coherent written pieces and to do it fast.

that said, i think my writing tips are the lamest ones i can give and you’ll hate me for this:

practice.

the fact that i’m fast at producing stuff is because as a consequence of my job i have been writing and doing this process of transforming information from my head to a page for years.

and even with that professional background, the quality of ink and blood 1 is not the same as that of ink and blood 3.

as you keep writing you can see how you dramatically improve from one piece to the next one, so just do it. you have an idea? write it down, even if it’s not for publishing it. i have a lot of old scraps of scenes i wrote down, some eventually made it into the published stories, some will stay there in the shadows of my files forever.

let that little seed grow on the page.

i think one point that blocks many people is that they feel like they don’t have a full plot with characters and worldbuilding in mind when they start writing.

but this is normal, it’s not like you wake up one morning and you have a full plot in your head that appeared overnight. for me, most of the things i wrote generated from one little seed, one little random scene that appeared once in my head while doing a random task and that had likely nothing to do with the big picture of the plot.

an example? ink and blood, a series of now like 9 fanfics and countless chapters, was generated by a random scene in chapter 4 of part 3 that i published last week.

if you have a random scene in your head, write it down. maybe it will stay a random scene and you’ll have practiced some writing, or maybe you will find yourself thinking how the characters ended up there and why, and what’s the background, what will they do next. and then one idea will pull another one and you may find yourself writing many chapters of a long project.

find a beta reader.

find someone who is willing to read your drafts.

agree on the boundaries of what “beta reading” means for you (spellcheck/language mistakes? just general impression of the story? more criticism on finding plot holes?). make clear from the beginning how much you are willing to give up of your original idea.

setting those boundaries is very important - years ago i had experiences with beta readers without agreeing on these things and i found myself hearing very harsh and frankly unnecessary feedback that just made me give up instead of trying to improve the piece. the original idea of ink and blood that i had many years ago was trashed down as painful to read and completely dismantled by the first two people who came in contact with it.

but finding someone who is even just there to talk about your story will help you improve and motivate you as well, if you set the boundaries right. and if you’re motivated, you’ll be faster as well.

read.

read as much as you can of the genre you want to write. this will help you both developing the language skills (especially if you don’t write in your first language) and developing a bit of critical thinking when it comes to character development, worldbuilding and plot, and on what you as a reader of that genre would like/not like to see on the page.

it’s not easy to have the headspace for reading someone else’s writing when you are in the zone of your own story, so you may have to do some hard stop breaks between one piece and the next one such that you can read something that is not yours. it can also help you recharge your brain a bit and unconsciously get new inspiration for your next piece.

so yeah i think that’s it. but if you have questions or remarks on these things feel free to use the ask button, asks are always open ✨

#w.i.t.c.h. fanfiction #fanfiction writing #ao3 #ao3 writer #writing tips #writeblr #ao3 fanfic #resources

[bearlyfunctioning]

Don’t panic ‘The Bear Minimum’ will still show up every now and again, just a lot less than it used to. This is a continuation of my thoughts on the comic I posted here last. I’m just not enjoying making art anymore, like -not at all- & it’s really getting me down. Art is an intrinsic part of my identity, so not wanting to do it feels awful. This reticence has been building for at least 4 years now & as of last year I have been acting on my desire to leave art as a career, before I burn out to a crisp. Please note this is the first time in a long time I am feeling mentally healthy & have the resources to go without my portion of our income for some time (while I try to get IRL work). So, I really need to seize this moment of security to make big life changes. Even if it means we’re going to have to tighten our budget a lot while I try to find work. Some of you may remember that I am attending school full-time for an assistant administration diploma, ideally to have a broad skillset to bring with me while job hunting. I’ll be graduating from that course at the end of May if everything goes as planned. I have been on a commission hiatus since the start of this year to put schooling in action, continuing only with the weekly comic & monthly Patreon exclusive work. This brought my monthly income down to 1/3rdof what it usually is, but that was all I could manage alongside fulltime school. Doing so much less drawing has been incredibly beneficial to my RSI hand pain! For the first time in years, I can go to sleep without restrictive arm braces & I don’t need maintenance from the physiotherapist. I honestly thought that was permanent so I can’t even convey my relief there! However, despite drawing a lot less, my love for making art did not return. I enjoy making comics, but they are a whole lotta line-art & that can be a very repetitive process. Being a comic artist has been extremely good for my growth online; to the point where I owe half or more of my current following to it. Some people don’t even know I draw other things, that’s how good their reach is compared to my other art. Despite that I am going to be taking the comic off schedule. Even if it means sacrificing most or all my Patreon income and kneecapping my reach on every platform. I’ve been making the comic 4 times a month, with little break for 6 years. It started as a good outlet for my thoughts & an exercise in consistency, as I had never had a schedule of any sort prior. Doing the comic weekly was a great lesson in self motivation, but no one is forcing me to continue with it other than me. Plenty of times the deadline came I didn’t have a good idea & just made something I wasn’t proud of, because it was income and because I had just done it every week for so long. If you don’t enjoy my non bear/comic art, then I suppose we’ll part ways. In the end I must do right by me though & I feel like this is the best choice right now. Patrons have been notified on what will be happening over there in their own post.

#notacomic #announcement #The Bear Minimum #artist problems

[geniusphilester]

rory’s guide to where the howlters might move

i was talking with @underthisweather about this because we both play sims 4 and/or watch simmers that aren’t dan and phil play. there are a lot of people more well-versed in the sims 4 game and the dapg series than i am, but as someone who deliberately bought sims packs to get all the playable worlds, i can at least give it a guess.

i briefly considered making this a tier-list video but i have WAY too much on my plate to wrangle making a template and editing video right now, so quick post it is. i use all the world names, so feel free to look around youtube and other places online if you want to actually see the worlds.

Guidelines

this is all residential worlds, so vacation worlds and secret worlds aren’t being ranked. sorry, batuu (/j).

obviously, willow creek has been their home for a million years, so that’s not in the running, but i’ll talk about it a little bit before we get into the other worlds.

even though i’m not making a tier list video, i am making tiers because it’s fun. they are:

-top contenders: my best guesses for where dil, tabitha, dalien, and nuki land -possible: not my guesses, but also i won’t be completely humiliated if they pick one of these -for the bit: not likely, but if they have a particular joke or personal attachment or storyline in mind, that could keep them in the running -nah: probably not happening

if you want to jump to the end and skip my blathering, that’s where the full tier list will be.

a quick primer as to what we’re talking about here:

-“worlds” are a group of neighborhoods sorted by a general theme or biome or both.

-“neighborhoods” are a group of buildings/spaces grouped into a loose theme. while sims 4 isn’t open world like sims 3, it has wandering spaces between lots that don’t require additional loading that form the connective tissue of the neighborhoods

-“lots” are where specific buildings/houses go. there are a variety of lots: residential, commercial, etc., and they can have specific traits to help or challenges to make things harder, much like you can give sims traits. residential is our main focus here

-each lot has a grid size. 64x64 is huge; 20x15 is a lot smaller.

here’s what they’ve told us about what’s going to happen, pulled directly from the transcript (timestamp):

Phil: We are gonna either build a house from scratch or buy a house, but we're moving. Dan: We're shaking things up. Phil: To a new neighborhood. Dan: The Howlters are getting out of here. Look, it's that time. They lived a whole life. They were ready to retire. They got this three-bedroom massive house. They don't need all of this stuff. Phil: They don't. Dan: They need to start a new life in a new neighborhood now that their gay kids are out of there and they've got an emo and a Shiba Inu to raise. Phil: Yeah. Think about it, though. We're gonna have new neighbors, new friendships, new experiences, new jobs.

generally what we know/can guess:

-prebuilt or custom-built residences are most likely, but they can also bulldoze and build on other kinds of lots without cheats. i summarize the amount of lots each neighborhood has to give you an idea of how many potential neighbors might be around.

-dan is implying they’re going to downsize, so a smaller lot seems likely

-it sounds like dil and tabitha will be getting new jobs? that probably won’t have a ton of impact on the world/lot because jobs are largely “go somewhere else to work and you either can watch or not” or “you work from home but the neighborhood doesn’t have much impact here”. still, good to know

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Willow Creek

just wanna give a quick shoutout to willow creek, dil’s home world from the beginning. it’s a base game world, and it’s got a lot of goodies: excellent starter homes, three empty lots (the one they used is a 30x20, which is not as big as they get, but is also not the smallest), notable townies (pancakes family!), a nice park, and a little downtown area. the vibes are distinctly southern USA in biome and architecture

neighborhoods

sage estates: mansions! two residential lots (one occupied by default, one prebuilt empty).

pendula view: historic section, featuring the goths. four lots (three prebuilt, one empty 30x20).

courtyard lane: current home of the howlters and pancakes! in their game, all five lots have houses (shout out to the owl slide).

foundry cove: starter homes. five lots (four prebuilt, one empty 30x20).

crawdad quarter: park, museum, nightclub, gym, library

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Oasis Springs

another base game world! VERY deserty, specifically with a slightly palm springs (southern CA, USA) vibe? they have a lot of vague deserts in the sims 4 without actually considering biome too deeply, which i can say because i’m a high-desert queer. anyway.

neighborhoods

acquisition butte: midcentury and kind of mission-style mansions. four residential lots (three prebuilt, one empty 40x30).

skyward palms: two residential lots with mansions.

bedrock strait: the description calls it “delightfully kitschy”. five residential lots (four prebuilt, one empty 30x20).

parched prospect: single-family homes similar to bedrock strait, maybe with less kitsch? five residential lots (four prebuilt, one empty 30x20)

mirage canyon: downtown area, with museum, lounge, park, gym, and bar.

upsides

i wouldn’t call dan and phil desert gays, but irl palm springs is pretty gay! there are a lot of options here to renovate that aren’t giant but aren’t tiny, either. the howlters could get invested in the landgraab drama, if they wanted. the weather is also a lot less rainy than most other words, which means fewer thunderstorms (a big plus for my gameplay, hard to say for them).

downsides

as previously stated, i don’t see dan and phil as desert gays. oasis springs isn’t their architectural style, and emo dalien would probably be miserable (this could be an upside for story reasons, but i’m leaning toward it not working specifically here). plus, oasis springs is an early sims world, and i feel like they’ll go newer for the fun of it.

tier ranking

i deliberated over this one for a second because it’s mostly a no, but i think it’s just possible enough to put in “Possible”. the very bottom, though.

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Newcrest

honestly, i’m hesitant to call newcrest a world all its own because it’s basically willow creek without anything in it. there are no preset buildings here, just three neighborhoods with five empty lots.

neighborhoods

bridgeview: lots are 2 20x15, 2 30x20, 1 40x30

llama lagoon: lots are 1 30x20, 1 30x30, 2 40x30, 1 50x40

ridgeline drive: lots are 3 30x20, 1 40x20, 1 40x30

upsides

one word: versatility. i play here all the time because it’s easy to make a tiny home (my favorite way to build my sims’ skills) on the smallest lots and build a full town around them, complete with all the houses, neighbors, and lot types you want. for youtubers who are into storytelling, it’s very appealing.

downsides

i honestly don’t see dan and phil as youtubers who want to make their own towns. they could pull from the gallery entirely without taking up too much time, but that feels too stale for their playstyle and personal aesthetics, and i think they want to shake things up more. it wouldn’t even make a good “we said we were moving but we didn’t say it would be different” bit.

tier ranking

nah

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Magnolia Promenade

technically possible, but i doubt it’s happening: it’s a similar style to willow creek with three retail lots and one empty 30x20 residential lot.

tier ranking

nah

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Windenburg

the world that came with get together, which we know dan and phil have. quality-wise, it’s one of the best worlds in the whole game: a bunch of lots, beautiful architecture, variety in neighborhoods. it has a real northwestern european vibe.

neighborhoods

windslar: mix of large houses and smaller. six residential lots with one empty 40x30, and a chalet gardens lot, including hedge maze.

olde platz: old downtown of windenburg with a bunch of housing but no empty lots. four residential, bar, library, cafe, nightclub, and an ancient ruins lot.

lykke centre: new downtown of winderburg. park, cafe, gym, nightclub, and a giant pool.

the crumbling isle: rich people on an island! five residential lots with one empty 20x20.

upsides

versatility, but with structure. building a new house on that 20x20 island lot seems very possible to me, but they could take one of the empty prebuilts or evict someone easily. a lot of neighbors to mess with, and a lot of destinations to play in. i visit lykke center’s nightclub and pool in my games all the time.

downsides

not only would i say tudor is not dan and phil’s style (which is a lot of the non-mansion housing), i would say that, despite the slightly more germanic or nordic bent, it might be too familiar in some ways? but the bigger impediment i think is that it isn’t silly enough for their playstyle and doesn’t fit any of the characters. emo dalien probably won’t pub crawl, you know?

tier ranking

more “Possible” than oasis springs, but not the highest

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San Myshuno

the world that came with city living, and dab and evan’s stomping grounds! big city and mostly apartment living.

neighborhoods

spice market: listed as a “family neighborhood”. six apartment units in two buildings, one 30x30 single-family house prebuilt, one karaoke bar.

arts quarter: the “bohemian” neighborhood where the humor and hijinks festival happens. six apartment units, including a penthouse, and an art museum.

fashion district: the “young and trendy” neighborhood where the romance festival and geekcon happen. six apartment units, including a penthouse, and a karaoke bar.

uptown: the “luxurious” neighborhood, with four apartment units, a gym, and a rooftop lounge. the city park’s next to this one.

upsides

we know this is VERY dan and phil because dab and evan already live here (and their place looks like the dnp manchester flat)! it would be very funny if dab’s parents showed up and we saw dnp playing dab like he was constantly annoyed they were cramping his style. i would also enjoy if they demolished the standalone house and built a city-style house like forever home. not that i’m trying to get a house tour by any means possible or anything.

downsides

this isn’t different enough, and that’s why i mostly think it won’t happen. i think it would only happen if dab and evan went elsewhere.

tier ranking

For the bit. i think they’ll go a different direction but they also can’t resist being self-referential, so i can’t rule it out entirely

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Forgotten Hollow

the world that came with vampires. if you’ve watched this sims series in full, you’ve seen it before. i play in it constantly, but most people aren’t into occult sims like i am or build cemetery lots to keep all their dead sims. for some reason.

lots (because there aren’t distinct neighborhoods)

garliclauter place: empty prebuilt, 30x20, vampire nexus lot trait

vatore house: prebuilt, 30x30

vlad’s house: prebuilt, 40x30

fledermaus bend: empty lot, 30x30

widowshild townhome: prebuilt, 30x20, registered vampire lair lot trait

there’s also some non-lot space that’s fun to hang out in, like the central park (that isn’t a park lot) and wilderness behind most of the lots

tier ranking

just skipping to this because it’s an easy “nah”: they’ve been here before and purely did it as an alternate-universe spooky week episode.

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Brindleton Bay

the world that came with dogs and cats (and the first canon gay sim townies)! we know they have it because nuki exists. rainy seaside vibes.

neighborhoods

sable square: listed as both the “cultural center” of the world, but as a “monument” to their pets. three residential lots with one empty 30x20, a park with the dog-friendly lot trait, and a vet clinic.

cavalier cove: seaside residential of varying sizes. five residential lots with two empty 30x20s.

whiskerman’s wharf: touristy downtown wharf. three residential lots with one empty 40x30, a bar, and a lounge.

deadgrass isle: island with a museum lot. also has a lighthouse i think you can run around in, but i haven’t tried it.

upsides

if they were doing nuki-focused story or were looking to fill a house entirely with cats and dogs, this would be the place to go. maybe the howlters could have gay friends and live next door to the heckings! dan and phil yelling about the feral/townie cats would be a delight.

downsides

honestly, i’m just not a huge fan of this world. it never runs well on my computer, it rains all the time (which i like in real life, but not the sims), and if i have pets, i’m always in the vet clinic getting that stuff to work. obviously this is a ymmv thing, but i think it’s too bland for dan and phil as well.

tier ranking

low in “Possible”. i think oasis springs makes more sense, honestly.

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Del Sol Valley

the world from get famous, which is basically a giant los angeles clone.

neighborhoods

mirage park: three residential lots, including one empty 50x40

starlight boulevard: the downtown area. two lounges, one museum, one nightclub, one park.

the pinnacles: mansion area. three prebuilt residential lots.

tier ranking

i’m gonna put this in “nah” quickly because dab is pursuing the actor career and might come here if he wants fame, but it’s more of a world to visit than live in. i don’t hate it or anything, but there’s few sims to interact with, and it wasn’t well-built. (one of the mansions has no bathrooms!) i think the only potential spoiler here is if dan and phil (mostly dan) wanted an outlet to rant about the entertainment industry, but they can do that without moving to del sol valley.

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Strangerville

came with the pack of the same name! this is different than every other world because there’s a built-in narrative about the government and weird behavior, but it also has the neighborhood structure.

neighborhoods

secret lab: this is part of the narrative and is a single lot, but it gets its own neighborhood mention because, if you look up the map, it takes up the entire upper left corner.

shady acres: rich part of strangerville. five residential lots with two empty 30x20s.

strangerville plaza: main part of strangerville. four prebuilt residential lots, one library, and one bar.

upsides

honestly, that i have any is going to probably set me apart from any sims player-dapg fan combo. i think the red desert look is nicely different from the willow creek look, the build items are sometime underrated, and dan’s area 51 reference in the latest video could have been a hint. dil has been super close to alien weirdness; might as well follow that to its logical conclusion!

downsides

i don’t actually think dan and phil will do strangerville’s story because they want something a little more different. the richer housing in this world isn’t super well-built, and i can’t imagine them building a trailer in a trailer park for fun (although they should; i enjoy those kinds of build videos a lot).

tier ranking

For the bit

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Sulani

the world that came with island living, probably most directly inspired in style by hawaii. this is a fun one because one of the neighborhoods is built on a volcano, multiple lots include sections of water, and you can turn into a mermaid! or, you know, just have a drink on the beach.

neighborhoods

lani st. taz: four residential lots including one empty 50x50, and a beach lot

mua pel’am: the volcano neighborhood! three residential lots, including one empty 40x30, and a lot of fun exploratory territory.

ohan’ali town: main town area. four prebuilt residential lots, one beach lot, one bar

upsides

very different than willow creek, good if they want to pursue a “dil and tabitha are kind of retired and immortal, why not go to the beach” storyline, generally just a good world.

downsides

if “pale nerds move to the desert” is a bad idea, “pale nerds move to the beach” isn’t much better. the off-the-grid options seem VERY unlikely!

tier ranking

no offense to sulani, but “nah” seems most likely

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Glimmerbrook

realm of magic’s residential world! (there’s a portal to another world in this one, but you can’t live there without mods/cheats.) another world where i like it in theory, but the construction could be better, and it’s mostly centered around an occult type.

lots

glimmerbrook watch: empty 30x20

charm family: residential 40x20

amicable acolytes: residential 30x20

brooks bridge borough: residential 30x20

elixirs and brews: bar

tier ranking

nah

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Britechester

discover university’s world! most of the housing here is specifically for students, but not all of it.

neighborhoods

foxbury university: the newer school! four university housing lots

gibbs hill: the town part of the college town. three prebuilt housing lots, one bar, and one library.

university of britechester: the older school. four university housing lots

tier ranking

i’m putting this in “Top contenders” with an asterisk: i don’t think it’ll happen yet, and if/when it does happen, it’ll be because dalien graduated high school and moved to university, which was implied in the latest video to be a likely path for dalien. my understanding is that university plays work better if the students live out of the world, but imagine dan and phil passing up a chance to talk about their uni experiences. i bet dalien will live his conflicted alien life in the dorms, at least to start with.

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Evergreen Harbor

eco lifestyle’s world! it doesn’t have a strict narrative like strangerville does, but it’s built specifically for residents to vote on community initiatives and with mechanics that change the look depending on how environmentally conscious everyone’s being.

neighborhoods

grims quarry: former quarry turned residential neighborhood. three prebuild single-family lots and one apartment lot.

port promise: former industrial port trying to be reclaimed by the community. three prebuilt residential lots, one bar, one community space.

conifer station: former train area turned residential. two prebuilt residential lots, one apartment space, one community space.

upsides

i honestly think this one has a lot of potential, both in regards to dan and phil’s tastes and storyline options. going from strict scientist toward environmentalist would be a great route for dil, and the household could live in an apartment without being in the city, if they felt like downsizing that much. dan specifically has a reformed nihilist vibe that would go really well here, and dumpster diving/woohooing is a LOT of fun.

downsides

maybe not glamorous enough? dalien would probably hate it, which is not a hard no for me lol. they might want a world with more neighbors to torment, too. i’m also not sure if dan and phil have eco lifestyle, are interested, or even really know about it.

tier ranking

Top contenders, even if dan and phil don’t know it

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Mt. Komorebi

snowy escape’s world, which is definitely japanese in influence, but not tokyo: it’s specifically more rural mountain areas. it’s also unique in that it’s half residential world, half vacation world, and the mountain is snowy even if you don’t have the seasons pack.

neighborhoods

yukimatsu: mountain peak with ski slopes! two rental lots, one onsen bathhouse, and one empty residential 50x50.

senbamachi: old part of town. three prebuilt residential lots, one bar, one park.

wakaba: new part of town. three residential lots, including one empty 20x15, one lounge, one rental.

upsides

look, it’s japan. dan and phil like japan (to put it mildly) and this pack melds older style with modern luxury real well. the builds are really solid as well; this was around the time when the sims team got simmers involved in making buildings, and it makes a big difference. the one time i played with dan and phil sims, they lived in mt. komorebi.

downsides

the combination of sports and vacation makes this a bit less likely as a moving destination, i think.

tier ranking

For the bit. it’s borderline imo, but if they go here, it will largely be because dan and phil love japan.

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Henford-on-Bagley

cottage living’s world, which is very deliberately rural england in style.

neighborhoods

the bramblewood: mostly woods, with some buildings. three prebuilt residential lots, one park.

old new henford: the real farming neighborhood. four residential lots, including one empty 50x40.

finchwick: the village. two residential lots and one bar.

tier ranking

nah. if i think windenburg might be too familiar, henford-on-bagley definitely is, and i doubt they’ll do farming gameplay.

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Tartosa

the world for the still-broken wedding stories pack! mediterranean in inspiration, mostly italy, i think.

neighborhoods

terra amorosa: waterfall, bridge, and buildings. three residential lots, including one empty 30x30, and one wedding venue.

porto luminoso: seaside town. three residential lots, including one empty 40x20, one rental lot, and one lounge.

tier ranking

nah. if we go here, it’ll be for the devan wedding, but even then i don’t think it’s super their style. (tbf i haven’t played here a ton, but the lounge is fun to visit)

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Moonwood Mill

the werewolf pack’s world! i think this is a bit more liveable for most people than the vampire world, if only because there’s some variety in building type, but it’s still an occult pack.

lots

volkov house: occupied residential, 40x30

new moon shack: empty prebuilt residential, 20x15

the moonwood mill library: library

grimtooth bar and bunker: bar

prowler’s patch: empty residential lot, 30x30

tier ranking

nah. can i will another alternate universe episode like the vampire one into being, though?

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Copperdale

the high school years world! mountain western united states vibe with a lake dividing the town in two. the map is beautiful, honestly.

neighborhoods

rockridge heights: the high school gets its own two-part neighborhood, divided into a high school building for regular school gameplay and an auditorium for things like prom, graduation, and a job fair.

prescott square: downtowny area. three prebuilt residential lots, one library, one thrift and bubble tea store (random, but high school years comes with thrifting as a money-making opportunity for teens).

plumbite cove: waterside area. three residential lots, including one empty 20x20, one rental, and one park, but my favorite part is the rabbit hole amusement park (you don’t get to see anyone go on the rides, but it’s a common afterparty destination).

upsides

if you ask me, this is the most likely neighborhood for howlter relocation! they specifically referenced high school years as dalien’s next stop, there’s a small empty lot to build on, it’s one of the newer sims expansions, and it’s different enough from willow creek to make it interesting while not reinventing the wheel. the social opportunities for dalien will be big! even if they don’t move here, we’re definitely going to see it a lot.

downsides

i do think dan and phil’s tastes have gotten more upscale over the years, so they outgrew willow creek, and copperdale might be a little quaint/small for them, too. doesn’t change the fact that dil and tabitha still have a teen.

tier ranking

Top contenders

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San Sequoia

the growing together world! seaside town grown up; probably san francisco bay area since lots have the quake zone trait, “sequoia” implies that biome, and the map has a big bridge on it.

neighborhoods

anchorpoint wharf: downtown area. two residential lots, including an empty 30x20, one library, and one rental.

gilbert gardens: family recreation spot. three residential lots, including an empty 40x20, and one recreation center.

hopewell hills: more suburban. four residential lots, including an empty 30x20.

upsides

family space with a lot of options to build and annoy/clone neighbors, while not sacrificing a more urban feeling. plus, it’s the second most recent pack, which means it still feels fresh to a lot of people.

downsides

i’ll be honest, i thought san sequoia was a slam dunk when i was conceptualizing this post. but now that i’ve gone through all the other worlds, i think it’s honestly too young for the howlters. dalien is not splash pad age, for sure. i think it’s still a solid contender, but i would be a bit surprised if it gets picked.

tier ranking

Possible

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Chestnut Ridge

horse ranch’s shiny new western US desert world! i’d say the red rock and hills makes i more utahish versus the southern california (oasis springs) and maybe arizona (strangerville) deserts. can i get one brushy high-desert landscape, please? anyway.

neighborhoods

galloping gulch: hilly living. two residential lots and one rental.

new appaloosa: downtown in yeehaw style. two residential lots, one nightclub, one bar, and a notable rabbit-hole arena for horse training next to the park.

riders’ glen: ranch and vineyard spaces. five residential lots with one empty 64x64.

tier ranking

let’s just jump to it: unless dan and phil get a hankering for dil and tabitha to ride horses or crush grapes, i suspect chestnut ridge will only possibly be a destination for dab and evan as brokeback mountain jokes. “For the bit” with an asterisk, it is!

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Top contenders

Copperdale, Evergreen Harbor, Britechester*

Possible

Windenburg, San Sequoia, Oasis Springs, Brindleton Bay

For the bit

Mt. Komorebi, San Myshuno, Strangerville, Chestnut Ridge*

nah

Del Sol Valley, Sulani, Tartosa, Henford-on-Bagley, Newcrest, Glimmerbrook, Moonwood Mill, Forgotten Hollow, Magnolia Promenade * = not right away

#finally got this 4k+ monster ready to go #thanks to dnp for not posting spooky week today and giving me a lull lol #this is all my opinions: i'd love to hear other sim players' thoughts! #will they prove me wrong and move the howlters to sulani? lol #i'm excited to find out #my ramblings #sims #dapg

[eriquin]

Okay so the Superhero AU

Back in October, I got into a fanfic brainstorm on discord with @kedreeva, @whydamnitwhy, and @fiore-della-valle about a Steddie Superhero AU. And @captainhaterade has been telling me to just post the ficlet/outline ideas I have instead of letting them waste away in my drafts folders, so here it is.

Warning tags? Deals with injuries, blood, fighting, secret identities, and mind-wipes.

(you are here) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4)

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Hellfire (Eddie) shows up at Steve’s apartment, bleeding and in costume. He comes in through the window, or maybe the skylight. He’s got a full-concealment mask that also covers his hair, and Steve knows who he is based on his costume. He also knows that Dustin and the Party run around with him sometimes. Hellfire asks if he’s the EMT that the Party knows, and if he can do some quick stitches for him. He’s wobbly on his feet and wouldn’t have asked but... And he just shrugs and doesn't explain. Like he didn’t know where else to go. “Just something quick to keep me going and I’ll get out of your hair.” 

Steve has never been able to turn down someone in medical need so he gets his kit out and has him sit on a bench or table, under some bright lights so he can work. But Steve is also grumbling the whole time. Like “I’ll help you but I’m not hiding how annoyed I am about it.” He wants to know what happened and if the party was involved. Hellfire says that they weren’t. It was just him versus some goons and one of them got a lucky hit. Steve sees that it’s much more than a lucky hit. It’s a deep puncture wound and will need more than stitches. It’s between the ribs and even through the mask Steve can tell that Hellfire isn’t breathing right. He thinks it’s a punctured lung. Hellfire says that’s fine, ‘cause he’s got two of those, right? And the full-concealment mask is one of those hard shell ones, but Steve can see blood from the bottom of it. He runs his fingers under Hellfire’s chin to show him, and then Hellfire is swearing and laying down on Steve’s table, obviously much worse off than he thought. He doesn’t pass out but it’s a close thing, and Steve is very sure that he’s not going to be able to fix this here. 

He does a minor patch-up job but it’s going to need more. He wants to call someone, and there are definitely places that Hellfire could go to get this treated without revealing his identity, but Steve also knows that Hellfire tends to not trust people and wouldn’t understand how Steve would know about those places. 

It’s all moot when the people pursuing Hellfire break into Steve’s apartment.

They’re counter-heroes; third-tier heroes who police the vigilante scene and administer some sort of “justice.” Steve thinks they’re basically no different from vigilantes themselves, but they have better press. But they also have some rules they’re supposed to follow, and it’s much closer to police rules. He tries to hide Hellfire in his bathroom and tell the counter-heroes that they have to come back with a warrant, but they push their way with a shout about him harboring a dangerous villain. He says that he’s a medical professional and that they’re violating... Well, he can’t actually remember what law they’re violating, but it’s definitely one. They try to push past him or subdue him. That’s when he goes into fight mode. 

It’s rough, but Steve’s a bruiser and knows how to go for knock-outs. He also has plenty of makeshift weapons around the house. So the three person team that’s geared towards sneaking around and taking out a summoner gets their ass handed to them by a barbarian. Even the one who has side-step powers and a stiletto barely manages to scratch him before he’s grabbing them by the throat and smacking them repeatedly on the table. He does take a few bad hits, but by the time it’s over he’s already healing. And Hellfire is watching him from the bathroom door. He still has his mask on but Steve hears him mutter “oh shit” before he slumps over and passes out.

Steve’s on the wire to Robin to get an emergency crew together for cleanup at his apartment and medical help. Robin’s like “oh damn.” Then Steve’s double checking Hellfires’ wounds. He’s definitely bleeding too much. He manages to get the bottom part of the faceplate off so he can check on Hellfire’s breathing and he’s bleeding from his mouth. Steve’s worried about him choking on it. He swears the whole time but decides to use the wound-absorption power on him because he’ll heal a punctured lung faster than Hellfire will, apparently. So he’s sitting next to an unconscious vigilante when Robin (name? Parrot? Canary? Swift? Let’s go with Swift so she can make baby-eating jokes and then complain that no one gets them) and Nancy (Hot Wheels) show up, teleported in by Erica (Lady Applejack). 

Erica and Nancy take care of the counter-heroes that Steve has taken out, removing them and promising to get someone to mess with their heads so they don’t know where they got beat up or what they were doing. It’s probably going to be Argyle. He’s great at that shit, even if he primarily uses his mind-altering powers on himself.

Robin helps get Steve somewhere comfortable while he heals and then drags Hellfire to the couch. She complains about having to do physical activity the whole time, since he’s the one with super strength. He’s like “Okay, we’ll trade. I’ll carry him, you can sit around healing a punctured lung. Sound good?” She rolls her eyes at him. She asks if she should go get his mask (does he even have one) but Steve reasons that Hellfire came to his apartment, so he knows his face already. 

Robin comments on him having taken off part of Hellfire’s mask, like that was a major no-no, but Steve shrugs it off. Medic’s privilege. He does send Robin away so that Hellfire won’t realize someone else saw part of his face. Robin tells him to keep on the comms with her and let her know what happens. 

Steve hangs out until Hellfire wakes up. When he’s healed up (maybe 20 minutes?), he does a quick check to make sure he didn’t miss anything critical on Hellfire, but the guy is just napping. He eventually does wake up, seemingly from a nightmare. Hellfire sits up abruptly and checks his wounds really quick. Then freaks out about his mask being half off and glares at Steve. Steve can tell he’s glaring by his frown. He wants the rest of his mask back.

Steve keeps holding onto it: You’re welcome, by the way.  Hellfire: You know the deal. Hand it over. Steve: The deal is you fucking thank someone for going out of their way to help you.  Hellfire: I thought I was going to a god-damned EMT, not— Steve: I am an EMT, asshole.  Hellfire: You’re a super. You’ve got, what? Super-strength and fast healing? What are you...

Hellfire sees the bloody spot on Steve’s shirt that matches his own and prods at his side again. He knows that Steve didn’t get stabbed while he fought and realizes what must’ve happened. He’s done enough research to know that sympathetic healing is not a common ability. Steve is uncomfortable in the silence and holds his mask out to him. 

Steve: Look, you’re all better now. Right? So get the hell out of my apartment.  Hellfire takes his mask back and mutters, softly: Thank you.

He leaves through the skylight again after putting himself back together. Steve relaxes and complains over the comms to Robin about being bruised and ruined clothes and having to clean up a bunch of blood. He spends the next hour getting everything back in order before he goes to bed. 

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I've got the rest but I'll put it in another post, I think.

#steddie #my writing #outline only fics #gearing up to post more of these #stranger things #superhero au #part 1

[djarins-cyare]

WIP Wednesday!

✨Featuring: a taste of smut and a poll✨

Tagged by @beskarandblasters today (thanks Kel!) and @burntheedges literally like 4 weeks ago but I’ve been working 80-hour weeks and am really behind with interactions (so thanks Kate and sorry this is late!) 💙

They’re slightly different templates, so I’ll use the one with more detail and a poll because that’s always fun…

STEP ONE: post snippets of the fics you’re working on (can be a summary if there’s no snippet) STEP TWO: put them in a poll and let people vote on which one you should work on

There’s some NSFW content, so under the cut if you please…

As usual, I’ve given you far more than is strictly necessary, but you can’t shut me up, so here you go…

1. From To See A Thousand Things (guns n’ angst – the winner of my last WIP poll):

“What was that word you just said? Did you call me something rude?” “Kaan’goran. It means ‘weaponsmith’ in Mando’a. I don’t know your name and that’s what you are.” Oh. He says it matter-of-factly, but you’re strangely disappointed somehow. Maybe it’s time you introduced yourself to the man you’ve been anonymously fucking for over a year. This is a night of firsts, after all. “Well, you can call me—” “Don’t,” he insists, surprising you. Your face instantly falls, wondering why the hell that’s the arbitrary line he’s drawing in the sand tonight. But he sees your dejection and sighs, offering an explanation. “In my culture, names aren’t used flippantly. They’re titles, and they’re used as such: a full name to denote one’s clan when necessary, but otherwise rarely spoken. Those individuals who have a job of high standing are referred to by their professional titles – jobs that provide for the whole tribe rather than just their individual clan. To a Mandalorian, a weaponsmith is a noble profession. You forge the implements we defend ourselves with.” Okay, that’s… weirdly sweet. Oh… no. Oh hell no. Fuck off warm fuzzy feeling that’s rising in your belly. This will not do! You furrow your brow, confused and slightly annoyed about… well, basically everything, from his intentions to your emotions. Time to clarify. “You’re... complimenting me?” “I’m… respecting you,” he counters carefully. You can’t help the small snort of amusement that makes its way unbidden through your nose at that. This is definitely a night of firsts.

2. From an unnamed lengthy oneshot (starts a little angsty but builds to fluff and a helmet reveal):

“Din?” you try. His helmet jerks slightly at his name, but he doesn’t look. You deserve more, so you demand more. “What’s wrong? Talk to me.” He shifts uncomfortably and shakes his helmet a little. Was that a response? A refusal to talk? Try being more direct. “Hey. That’s not fair. You don’t get to touch me like that and then pull away without saying why.” “That’s the problem,” he responds, voice like steel. “I know it’s not fair. I shouldn’t have touched you like that.” There’s something bitter in his tone, and it poisons the air between you. But you still don’t understand, and the ache in your chest festers higher. “I wasn’t complaining,” you try. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you to do that?” For some reason, your hesitancy about crossing this line with him has vanished. You think he erased it when he groped your ass just now. “Yes, I know,” he snaps loudly, suddenly sounding angrier than you’ve ever heard him. “Do you know why it can’t happen?” You shake your head, too surprised at his sudden fierceness to respond verbally. Actually, you have some idea (a lot of ideas), but you’d rather hear his explanation. But you don’t get an explanation. You get a dismissal. “Then you don’t know me very well at all.” And with those acidic, modulated words, he turns his back on you and marches into the canyon.

3. From Final Sanctuary (interestingly, this was the second-lowest rated in my last WIP poll, so I’m giving you a whole little smutty section to see if that’s still the case):

He takes several bites before he remembers she wants his opinion, and he swallows and resets the helmet, glancing up at her. She’s watching him, chewing slowly with what he can only describe as a smug smile on her lips. “Good, huh?” she prompts, punctuating her question with another bite. He’s about to respond when her bite causes a bit of the white dip to ooze out of the bread and smear across the corner of her mouth. Dank farrik, his brain instantly leaps into motion and flashes a full and detailed sexual fantasy before his eyes in a matter of milliseconds. …his hard cock between her warm lips, pressing deeper into her mouth as she moans and sucks his length… She clearly feels the rogue smear of dip, but with both hands clutching the bread, she utilises her tongue to recapture it, a wanton pink delight darting out of the corner of her mouth and Din swells in his pants. …she licks and flutters around his cockhead, massaging the sensitive spot underneath and undulating it along the bottom as she sinks lower again… But the viscous white liquid has dripped farther than her tongue can reach, leaving a smear a little way down from the corner of her mouth, and he intently focuses on it. …the perfect confluence of pressure and suction brings him right to the edge of ecstasy, and he orgasms hard, filling her mouth with so much cum that it leaks and spills down her chin… Before he’s even aware he’s doing it, Din is reaching for her. He sees his hand extend across the crate between them, but he can’t stop it. She’s hunched low to reach the food, and the crate is small, so he doesn’t have to learn far, and although her eyes widen in surprise, she doesn’t flinch or pull away. His thumb only hesitates for a second before wiping up the dip, but it hovers there for longer afterwards, coated in white and unsure how to proceed. …she swallows his cum, and he wipes up what spilled out, pressing his thumb into her mouth so she doesn’t miss a drop, and her tongue eagerly licks it up… Just as he makes the rational decision to withdraw his hand, she turns her head, aligning her lips with his thumb, and a rush shoots through him… but he’s already in motion, retreating back to his side of the crate. It’s too late. Would she have done it? Licked his thumb? Dank farrik, he’s so hard over the possibility. Thankfully, he’s pretty sure that between his loose pants and the cross-legged position he’s in, nothing’s on display, plus he’s sitting close to the crate anyhow. Neither of them has spoken yet, although he’s not sure if his voice works right now. Still, he has to answer her question about the meal, so he rasps out the only word that comes to mind. “Delicious.”

I have several others, but these are the fullest, although they’re incomplete and unedited.

Feel free to send me an ask or leave a comment if you want to discuss these any further!

A few NP tags: @ceapa-mica @penvisions @papurgaatika @for-a-longlongtime @draculasfavoritewife @whxtedreams @alltheotps

I'll just get comfy and wait for the poll results...

#wip wednesday #wip poll #star wars #the mandalorian #pedro pascal #din djarin #din djarin x reader #mandalorian #the mandalorian x reader #the mandolarian #mando #din djarin smut #mandalorian x reader #mando x reader #din djarin x you #the mandolorian #pedro pascal characters #din dijarin x reader #star wars fanfiction #the mandalorian smut

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Why Kawi Felt Inentionally Ace Coded

This is the second post I am making about this show for this week, the first was about what I think went down around time travel in this ep and I will directly reference those theories.

Also I just think the way this episode was playing with flash forwards and backs (with both Piseang’s conversation with his mum AND Max’s convo with Kawi – ALSO A FLASHBACK FYI) is VERY INTENTIONAL. (for the purpose of keeping us both in and out of the loop)

Okay so, for the record I really didn’t plan to actively engage in BMF this week, I am mid spiral on an entirely different TV show and this show did not have my full focus while I watched it this morning.

HOWEVER

This moment

[Image ID: Kawi saying "Do you think it's possible for two people dating to have no sexual activity at all]

Took my attention and kept it, I was yelling and I made 2 quick reaction posts about the fact that I was yelling (1, 2)

I will add here that @dropthedemiurge posted about Kawi being definitely ace coded LAST WEEK (I couldn't find it sorry but I remember reading it) as well as this week 2 and @heretherebedork had two different posts about this this week.

Also there is legit evidence for this being about touch starvation and intimacy issues (@shouldiusemyname) and if they do this well I wont be mad but…

It Felt VERY ACE CODED To me

And it felt a bit smack in your face ace coded in a way that to me was throwing up giant WE ARE GOING THERE flags. These flags, to me, were primarily in the LANGUAGE that was used more than Kawi’s physical body langue (which was more ambiguous between the two theories), and this is even trickier because of the layers of translation involved.

So lets talk about those flags

(Also I’m demisexual and demiromantic so my own lens is definitely colouring my view)

Max’s convo with Kawi

I actually loved this convo FOR Max’s response, not because he responded well (if Kawi is ace) but because he DIDN’T respond well. This show is doing a really good job of allowing it’s characters to be flawed and I reckon both Max and Piseang got to be flawed in this episode.

Max has been our gay Yoda

Max has been on point with all his advice

Kawi and Piseang are together in part due to Max’s advice,

But do you know what else Max is?

A 20 YEAR OLD

Max isn’t the person Kawi needs to talk to in this moment, because Kawi’s experiences are no longer aligning with his, and all of his advice thus far has been based on HIS OWN EXPERIENCE (which he literally says by the way):

[Image ID: Max speaking while the subtitles translate the start of his sentence as "Personally,"]

Kawi’s language in this convo was REAL SUS

On top of the first line pictured above, their conversation includes

Max: You’ve already crossed the line, what are you afraid of?

Kawi responds

[Image ID: Kawi saying "I'm not afraid. I just don't think it's that significant."]

Then we get Maxs scoff (SCOFF!!): "Right, The word from someone who’s never had sex"

And his positive take on how important sex is for a relationship and an Individual

And the implication that doing it with someone you love is even better

Then

Max: Are you going to sleep next to each other holding hands forever?

[Image ID: Kawi saying "That's good." with an acesexual black, grey, white and purple flag added to the image]

@sparklyeyedhimbo I like the flag one so I borrowed it.

Then Max points out that it will only work out if Piseang feels the same way.

my thoughts:

Max is very dismissive of Kawi in this convo, there is a real disconnect with Kawi’s tentative questions and Max’s certain responses. Again I THINK THIS IS INTENTIONAL as per above. (For anyone who wants to check again its part 3/4 from around the 2 minute mark)

Kawi doesn’t seem afraid, he seems genuinely confused about not wanting sex. And personally, I’ve BEEN THERE.

Back in the bedroom

Now here we get some fear as Kawi finds condoms, panics and pretends to sleep.

Something I find interesting about this is he doesn’t pretend to sleep facing away from where Piseang would lie or curled up, he is still placed fairly centrally on the bed. His body language isn’t overly defensive (in my uninformed opinion). Now this could just be that he trusts Piseang regardless but I wanted to point it out.

[Image ID: Piseang standing at the foot of the bed look at Kawi apparently asleep in bed]

Then Piseang Time Travels (Full clown, I’m committed)

(I just watched the scene again and Kawi opens his eyes and we don’t see Piseang while the music plays, this scene is legit from Kawi’s point of view and we’ve already seen that the travel isn’t visible to the person not holding the magic globe so I AM EVEN MORE CERTAIN)

Anyway back to this post

Piseang goes to bed and looks at kawi like this

[Image ID: Piseang staring at Kawi]

(I’m just putting this here and choosing to interpret it as weighted with future knowledge lol)

Which post is this again?

Ah yes Ace!Kawi

So we get bed in the morning and Kawi pretending to sleep and then Piseang goes

[Image ID: Piseang rolls to lie on top of Kawi]

And Kawi informs him that he’s heavy.

There’s no recoil

There’s no fear

Until

[Image ID: Piseang says "Would you like to get on top instead then?"]

Even then he’s startled more than scared in my humble opinion

Until Piseang tries to kiss him

[Image ID: Kawi making a very surprised/scared face]

Then Kawi pushes him off and leaves

Piseang continues to try and encourage intimacy

HOLD ON I HAVE A SECOND CLOWN THEORY ABOUT THE FUTURE

(I’m less convinced about my projections for what happens in the future, Piseang looks so content, maybe he just get’s a glimpse of domestic bliss…It needs to be next week already. FOR THE RECORD I’m sticking with clown theory 1 if I have to choose).

We get this moment

[Image ID: Two images of Kawi as Piseang wipes something off the corner of his mouth and Kawi's expression goes from anger to something softer]

And Kawi’s change of experession here is so tender, I feel like this could be coded either way intimacy issues or strong romantic feelings, it’s not lust though that’s for sure. (I'm not sure if I'm supposed to be using coded for intamacy but *shrugs*)

(oooo I wonder if the language play came from his glimpse into the future)

I’m going to skip ahead to the theme park or this will go forever

The bits in between feel more ambiguous to me

THESE LINES FELT SUPER ACE CODED

[Image ID: Piseang saying "If you just wanted to eat, why did you ask me to take you to a theme park? then Kawi saying "I just wanted to get the vibes. The thing that can make me the happiest is eating"]

Food over sex is a legit part of the ace community (the same way tucked in shirts and clear phone cases are part of the bi community from what I understand)

[Image ID: Kawi still saying "The thing that can make me the happiest is eating" now holding up a corn cob]

(If Kawi had held up cake here I would be ALL IN)

Then we get the rollercoaster metaphor!

[Image ID: Kawi and Piseang both looking at the rollercoarster, Piseang looks excited Kawi looks concerned/apprehensive/is making a woah face]

I’m just going to transcribe here it’s quicker and I’m running out of time before I go out tonight:

K: This is too much. Not this ride

P: Come on, Let’s try it first

K: No, I don’t like it.

P: You haven’t tried it yet. How do you know if you like It or not. You said you’d never been to a theme park.

P: If you don’t try it, it’s the same as if you’ve never been here

e.g. Coming to a theme park isn’t the same as enjoying the ride

Then P holds out his hand

P: If you’re scared, just hold onto my hand, Okay?

[Image ID: Kawi looking at Piseang]

K looks at Piseangs hand, Looks at Piseang, Looks at the ride and says

K: No! I won’t get on it. You can go alone if you want to. I’ll just wait here

And walks off

[Image ID: Piseang looks disapointed]

This again felt to me like a rejection of the fear as the primary motivation, he directly says he’s not afraid but he still doesn’t want to

I’m not sure about this scene in the car, it mostly just felt like Kawi was fed up at this point.

[Image ID: Kawi and Piseang in the car]

Possibly this scene highlights the different places there in and how Piseang is open to new experience and Kawi’s not? This feels more intimacy coded than ace.

Restaurant Scene

[Image ID: Kawi and Piseang looking tired in the restaurant]

Both Kawi and Piseang look so worn out in this scene, they both spent the whole day not communicating their true wants and fears and it’s left them all worn down

But Piseang doesn’t give up

[Image ID: Piseang saying "Whatever I did wrong today, you can tell me." and Kawi responding "Today was great."]

Kawi responds to this sincerity and reaches out to hold Piseang’s hand.

KAWI is the one WHO REACHES OUT, again this reads as specifically felt to me as a reason against touch starved.

[Image ID: Two images of Piseang and Kawi holding hands in the restaurant]

And then we’re in the bedroom (time skip anyone).

I’m actually not going to analyse this scene at all much. If Kawi is ace then he can still choose to have sex provided he and Piseang have communicated and if it’s intimacy issues then I also think it’s okay provided they’ve communicated first. ( idon't actually currently think Kawi is demi for the record)

(even when Piseang takes his shirt off, Kawi’s eyes stay on Piseangs face)

(although Piseangs do too actually…)

[Image ID: Two images of Kawi and Piseang after they have removed their shirts staring at each other. The first image contains the subtitle of Piseang saying "are you sure?"

(god his eyes are so big here compared to their often squintiness)

He doesn’t pull back but leans into the kiss. He’s clearly sure of his decision. I’m just not sure about his reasons.

[Image ID: Piseang and Kawi kissing]

Both Piseangs hands are on Kawi, but Kawi’s hands are straight down, I think this could go with either theory but personally on the few occasions I’ve made out with someone “what do I do with my hands?” loops in my head lol so I found this relatable.

Make of this what you will!!

Thoughts on Kawi and Kissing Piseang while he’s drunk

Honestly this doesn't feel weird to me, romantic attraction can involve kissing and drunk!kawi is just giving in to his confused thoughts and feelings, Aesthetic attraction can trick you too if you're not aware of your own identity (lol I had sex with someone before I experienced sexual attraction for the first time and felt very confused about why I didn't really feel like doing it again after even though it had been a positive experience, It was WILD), Kawi kisses Piseang because he likes him and is then confused about Why TF it doesn't feel like it's "supposed" to, *shrugs* make of that what you will.

Additional Thoughts

I’m reading into past future events now but I wonder about Pear and Kawi’s relationship.

Did they have sex?

There was clearly something fundamentally wrong with it, and the show talks about Kawi prioritising work, but it’s all a bit ambiguous and we never got any impression of intimacy. The fact that Pear is pregnant and Kawi doesn’t question if he’s the father, how long have they been broken up? Why did Pear seek out Not in the first place? Did Pear assume Kawi was gay because they didn't have sex??

ALSO

The scene where Kawi stares at Piseang while he was sleeping (Ep 9) I'm not going back to find it now or this won't get posted for like another 14 hours but it also felt ace-coded but I shrugged it off.

ALSO I HIT THE IMAGE LIMIT LOL

(@lurkingshan and @clairificusrex since you helped with my thoughts)

#be my favorite #be my favorite the series #be my favorite meta #ace-coding in be my favorite #rturts is wondering #long post

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WIP Wednesday

Turns out holiday with family does not provide as much time for writing as I thought… the lazing around is less focussed, more flitting between crossword and bits of 4 different fics I’m reading and the actual real life physical BOOK. Crikey, it’s been a weirdly long while since I picked up one of those.

However I was lying awake at 4am and that is a much more natural time for writing for me (apparently…) so… here’s something I’m working on which started as part of one thing then shifted into its own thing and is the beginning of a belated answer to the fabfivefeb prompt for Scott (because of course I’m trying to use them all because I’m a muppet). It’s super rough and a bit monologuey. And rough. I probably shouldn’t post it really. But might nudge me into writing some more as I’ll want to improve it as soon as I press post…

Anyway… an external POV of our young flyboy… would love your thoughts.

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Ashmore McKellar’s new wingman was a lunatic and was going to get them both killed.

And that wasn’t even the worst thing about him.

He sat at a quiet corner table nursing a single malt and impassively observed the cocky idiot cackling away with the rest of their unit, none of whom seemed to realise how annoying he was. Everything from the ludicrously immovable hair to the stupid blue sneakers via the childish necklace of wooden beads he seemed to never be without and… ugh and that incredibly irritating dimpled grin. Everything about the man set his teeth on edge.

He wasn’t glaring though - his poker face was always on point. The fact he was fantasising about burning a hole in the side of Tracy’s head should be externally invisible and so it was a shock that, when the man in question glanced up and caught his eye, the happy expression faltered slightly and a crinkle of uncertainty marred his perfect brow.

Oops.

Well it would probably do him good to know not everyone thought the sun shone out of his...

He shook himself slightly and dropped his gaze to the melting ice in his glass. This was not normal: laidback Ash was friends with everyone, to the extent it was sometimes bordering on a character flaw. People just didn’t tend to wind him up.

Ok, time to critically examine the unusually intense reaction… why was he being like this? Was he… jealous? Tracy was undeniably a hotshot, although with a reckless approach that was definitely going to cause trouble. He wasn’t the first of those, however and wouldn’t be the last. Ashmore had never been the best and that didn’t bother him. The skills that seemed to have come naturally to the others he had earned with hard work and constant repetition. He built up to things until he could do what was required. He calculated the parameters to the nth degree and approached every flight manoeuvre with scientific precision. His piloting was efficient and reliable and he got the job done. But this was undeniably rare in his profession and certainly this particular unit was chock full of showboating flyboys and flygirls with whom he got on just fine. So the fact Tracy was no different shouldn’t affect him.

Nor was it even the ridiculous antics that were definitely going to get them both killed… if someone didn’t throttle the guy first. No. It wasn’t that. He could deal with that.

He suppressed a sigh and downed the rest of his drink. It numbed his sore throat and the burn brought a temporary relief to the pressure in his sinuses. Maybe this was really just bad temperedness because he was coming down with something.

Perhaps the whisky brought clarity because suddenly he knew exactly what was going on because Ash’s sub-conscious had already figured out this working relationship was going to be deeply uncomfortable.

Earlier, a headache-ridden and slightly feverish Ashmore McKellar had told everyone he was absolutely Fine. And, as always, everyone had believed him… because they always did. His poker face was, as ever, on point.

Everyone except Scott Tracy, who had seen right through him with those freakishly blue eyes and had palmed him two paracetamol with a pointed eyebrow raise and not let him out of his sight all afternoon.

Damn him.

Nobody got past Ash’s “Fine”.

Nobody.

If Tracy could… then what else was he going to see?

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #thunderbirds fanfiction #scott tracy #wip wednesday #idontknowreallywhy fanfic #air force Scott Tracy #OC Ashmore McKellar

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Through the Motions

Pairing: Francisco “Catfish” Morales x Reader

Summary: You and Frankie decide to start a family. Regardless of your mental illness and the challenges it faces.

Warnings: Mental health, cussing, pregnancy, bit of angst, comfort, fluffff, pretty much sums it up

A/N: Sooo…. This would be my first fic I’ve ever actually put out for the entire world to read. I used to have several 5 subject notebooks full of fanfic for myself and my cousins to read cause they were the only ones I trusted with that part of my brain. 15 years later and here I am. I had 4 different friends read it before I posted. All of which gave amazing input and helped me with wording, grammar, punctuation, etc. I love you guys!!! @hessofather(knows all about mentally ill pregnancy cause she did that), @jay-zzle(Spanish expert), @bi-panda(help with grammar and punctuation) and Sarah(helped with wording, who needs to get a tumblr)

Special shout out to: @chloeangelic- Thank you for being so helpful to this newbie with your writing advice! You saw this fic before it became what it is now, hopefully it’s still as interesting as you thought it was to begin with @gracieispunk for just telling me to go for it! ❤️❤️❤️

HERE GOES IT! 🫣

Masterlist

At the time you felt like this was a good idea, that you were strong enough to handle it, that it would get better as time went on. Except now you’re not so sure.

*****

It was your idea first, trying for a baby and Frankie was ecstatic. You’d discussed kids before but it was always in a wishful way, too nervous to stop the meds to actually try. Late one night while in bed you decide to talk about it once more.

“What if you can’t handle my episodes?”

“Such as…” He asks moving on his side propping up his head with his fist.

“Well… I’m kinda, actually no, I’m crazy without meds. You haven’t had to experience that side of me but other people have. I had so much rage in me all the time, I would snap in an instant at the smallest of things, there were days I couldn’t even get out of bed. I almost lost my job at one point.” You say rubbing your face trying not to think of the past without meds. He moves your hands and cups your cheek turning your head towards him.

“Hey now, we don’t have to do this. It’s up to you. I’d love it if we could have a version of you and me out in this world but it’s not a necessity if you don’t want to. I’m still going to be here whether we decide to do this or not”

“Oh god, the manic episodes! I’ve gotten those under control finally because of the meds but the mania was almost just as bad as the depression! Sooo many bad decisions, honestly surprised I don’t have a kid already. Definitely had a rise in my labido during the manic episodes,” with widened eyes and a panicked look you start to back track “Sorry! I’m so sorry! I’m rambling now.”

“Shhh, we all have a past,” Frankie laughs, shaking his head, “If we’re being truthful here though- if we try for a baby that would be helpful, right?”

You laugh and roll your eyes.

“Yeah, I guess you got me there.”

*****

Thinking about it and doing it are two completely different things. The trying part was definitely fun and then it happened. Those two pink lines happened a lot faster than you were expecting. What now? You have to get off your meds. That’s what you have to do now. It’s really happening. There is now a life growing inside of you. You thought you were ready for this. Mentally trying to prepare yourself for the moment the meds had to stop, the pregnancy hormones and what they’ll do, the changes your body will go through, the mindset you’ll need to have going through this, so much to prepare for. Then the first slip up happens. It took 3 weeks, 3 weeks for the first incident to happen.

“Oh, I see!” You say gritting your teeth, “So I need to have supper ready for you when you get home? Like I’m some 50s fucking housewife?!”

“That’s not what I even said. All I asked was what are we having for supper? I did not mean what are YOU making for supper.” Frankie said as calmly as he could. He never thought his army training would help him in a situation like this. They teach you how to handle dangerous territories, hostile situations, survival, and so much more. But this? No one ever trains you for this. For a hormonal, mentally ill, pregnant lady.

You can feel your face hot from anger turning into one of embarrassment and shame instead. Your bottom lip begins to tremble. You realize your mistake immediately. Not sure if it’s the mental illness or the hormones rushing through your body. It all kinda feels the same right now. Frankie notices the change immediately and rushes towards you.

“Bebé, bebé, bebé,” He says quietly wrapping his arms around you, pushing your head into the crook of his neck. “It’s okay. You’re okay. We’re okay. We’ll get through this just like everything else. I’m here.”

“I hate this!” You sob

*****

Your entire pregnancy you feel as if you’re going through constant loops. The manic and depressive episodes coming in waves. You sense it before it happens, a lot like when you can smell rain before it starts. The only thing is when. When is it going to hit you? Will it be a depressive episode? Where you find it near impossible to even get up but you have to in order to make sure things are ready for this baby. Will it be a manic episode? Where you have so much energy it feels like you’re going to crawl out of your own skin but also in a way beneficial because you can get so much ready for the nursery. Will it be one of sadness, anger, anxiousness? What will it be and can you make yourself stop it? Doubtful, you never can, just like now.

**9 months later**

He plops down at the kitchen table sighing. The baby has finally gone to sleep. After 2 hours of crying there is finally silence.

“What‘s wrong?” Frankie asks

“I don’t know.” you sigh, putting the last bottle in the dish rack to dry.

He can tell something is wrong by your actions. The way you’ve been rigid. You’re so stiff. You’re so tense. You feel on edge about every little thing.

The baby is crying. Needs changed again. The baby is crying. Needs fed again. The baby is crying. Needs soothed again. The baby is crying. When is there time to sleep? So over-stimulated it’s almost too much to bear.

It’s only been 2 weeks since the baby arrived and you’re back on meds finally. As with all things though, it takes time.

“What’s wrong? Hermosa, please tell me.” he asks again

“It’s just one of those days.”

One of those days, the hatred for yourself you feel. Am I a good mom yet? Am I doing everything that needs done? Is there anything I missed? I have to be perfect on the outside. Why am I NOT perfect on the outside? Can I even pretend to be perfect? The internal battle is almost too much. You don’t want to look at him. You don’t want him to see how much your mind is making you suffer because he will see it, he always sees it now.

“Baby, please talk to me!” He pleads

You push yourself off the kitchen sink and finally turn around wrapping your arms around yourself and you know he sees it. Your mind starts racing. He thinks you’re a failure. He wants to give up on you. He doesn’t want to deal with you anymore.

He gets up and takes a step closer, you take a step back. Not ready for the comfort, the consoling, the pity party to ensue. He grabs you before you can get too far away.

“You're an amazing momma. Don’t sell yourself short!”

“Hold on,” You start to remove yourself from him, “I need to get the hamburger out for supper tomorrow.”

He furrows his brows letting you go and sighs, “Will you sit down, please?”

Reluctantly you sit down and your mind starts racing and panicking again. Why does he want me to sit? Why did he sigh? Is he mad at me? Did I do something wrong?

The baby monitor goes off and you start to get up again

“Stop, sit. I got this. Stay here.”

So you sit. You sit at the kitchen table with your mind spiraling and wondering what to expect next. Can he change the diaper? Can he make the bottle if the baby needs feeding? Can he soothe the baby to go back to sleep? What does the baby need?

You hear the crackle of the monitor

“Momma is so tired, isn’t she? She needs a break sometimes. She takes such good care of you while I’m at work.“ the baby starts to wail louder, that must be the getting diaper changed cry, “Oh yes, I know mi vida, it’s so cold and momma does it better but daddy is here and can do it too.” Low and behold you are correct!

The baby stops crying. Soothed for now. Who knows how long it’ll be before they’re awake again. Frankie comes back to the kitchen.

“Mi amor, we should get to bed.”

You nod while he grabs the baby monitor then your hand, in a daze you let him lead you to the bedroom. He helps you change your clothes for the first time in three days. Frankie grabs your brush, he gently brushes til the knots are out of your hair and he puts it in a bun the way you like. He grabs you around the waist and guides you into the bed. Laying there together, he’s whispering words of praise to you, “Eres hermosa, you’re a good momma, you’re perfecto for me and our baby” placing soft kisses to your neck with each phrase, and then you hear his soft snoring. With silent tears falling down your face you finally start to drift off to sleep, you suddenly remember you forgot the hamburger meat. You try to move but with Frankie’s warmth and tight grip surrounding you you easily give up, guess there is always tomorrow.

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[around1302]

IV. SAY MY NAME

SPARE PARTS: a series (4/20)

WEMBLEY’S AFTER PARTY, LOUIS’ FLAT

(W) strong language, drug/alcohol use, oral (female receiving), fingering

a/n before we start: in case u didn’t read the series’ brief and are like ‘whoa hold on we’re only on part four and this is happening?!’ this is enemies with benefits! their relationship? a slow burn for sure. the fucking? yeah if u came for slow burn smut ur in the wrong place. ANYWAY.

CHARLIE’S POV

If someone shot my in the head right now, I’d die a happy woman doped up on adrenaline and post-anxiety jitters.

"My favourite sign had to be that one about cutting Harry's hair," Liam laughs, making us all chuckle as we recall the giant scissors someone had actually spent the time and effort making. Impressive, really.

“Alright, leave it out,” Harry snaps, but even he’s grinning ear to ear. We all are, I have no doubt in my mind we’ll all be suffering with split cheeks tomorrow.

Oh, and a heavy head.

“I was already pumped for this party, but it’s going to be so much better now,” Niall reminds me of our destination – Louis’ second London flat, just by Wembley – but after playing to 90,000 a few shots don’t sound so bad now.

“Is everyone already there?” I ask, swiping my sweaty hair out of my face. I didn’t account for partying in the same gear I’ve been dancing about on stage for an hour and a half.

“Yeah, look,” Louis shows us a video his friend sent half an hour ago, at least thirty people already littering his apartment. The light a dim blue and something bass-y booming behind them, “gave Stan a key when we arrived so he could set up.”

I squint, just being able to make out Amelia and Zayn in the background tipping back a shot. I can already tell this party’s going to be her highlight – until her designs get processed, her job is just adding alterations to designs our old stylist already set up for us so she doesn’t sue us.

We all rush into the building when our driver drops us to avoid anyone seeing us, and (still pretty high on adrenaline) decided to run a few flights before giving up on floor three and taking the lift.

The five of us cram in, hyperventilating and sweaty and still giggling over nothing. We spill into the flat as we reach Louis’ floor, forgetting the penthouse is one floor to itself, and get thrown right into the party.

People cheer when they realise it’s us, coming over to congratulate us and throw alcohol at us. It’s so instantly overwhelming I forget how to see for a moment, the smell of liquor and weed and the bass thrumming through my chest blinding anything else.

“You were a-mazing! We were watchin’ from t’side for half n’hour and s’the best half hour of my liiiiife!” Amelia throws her arms around me, already clearly a little tipsy, engulfing me in Chanel perfume and expensive vodka. I laugh, wrapping my arms around her waist as someone I don’t recognise passes me a shot and I (not so gratefully) thank them with a nod.

“Thank you, and thank you for this,” I glance down at my outfit, “way better than what it was before.”

“True,” she sways, her arm still around me, “M’a genius. Niall!” She spots her boyfriend behind me and let’s me go, rushing over to do the same thing to him. Zayn’s next, seemingly waiting his turn to grab and spin me around. I scream, trying not to spill my shot as I whack him to put me down.

“You were sick, Char.”

“Thank you,” I gush, “do you want this shot?” I hold it up, knowing full well it’s vodka and knowing full well I despise vodka. With a passion.

“Absolutely not,” he shakes his head, pushing it my direction with a sly grin, “all for you, baby. Liam! You were amazing,” he passes me to hug my bandmates and I’m left alone with my ugly little stupid shot.

“Bottoms up,” Harry’s whisper suddenly echoes in my right ear, but by the time I look up all I see is the back of his head as he hugs someone by the counter.

I take a deep breath, maybe a few more, followed by a few more, say a silent Hail Mary, and tip it back. I wince and try not to gag at the hot taste of bad mistakes burning a strip down my throat.

“Is Charlie actually being fun tonight?” Louis sneaks up behind me, throwing an arm around my shoulder, his own shot between his tattooed fingers.

I turn my head, narrowing my eyes at him.

“I’m always fun, bitch,” I steal his shot and down it before he can say anything – and unlike the yell I thought I was about to receive, he whoops and kisses the side of my head.

I hide how badly I want to vomit till he leaves.

“M’kay, kiss, marry, fuck–”

“It’s kill, marry, fuck,” he adds behind a chuckle, “idiot.”

“You.”

“What?”

“You. Kill you.”

“Fine,” Harry sighs, eyes reddened by liquor and whatever he smoked outside with Zayn, “Connor and Paula.”

“Marry Connor,” I say without hesitation. Connor’s our photographer, and damn sweet. Plus, Paula’s terrifying – which is why she’d be a good, “fuck Paula, all day every day.”

Harry snorts, tipping his head back. I lazily watch the action, the shots and the drinks and the weed stopping my body retracting from the touch that lingers so close to my neck on the back of Louis’ crimson sofa.

“Right,” I turn my body, tucking my legs under me and scanning the room. Everyone’s become a little blurrier, a little less recognisable, so I land on what we know, “Niall, Liam, me.”

Harry pushes his tongue into his cheek, clearing his throat before sitting up and facing me, too.

“Marry Liam. He’d know how to do my taxes,” true, “kill Niall–”

“Kill Niall?”

“Yes,” he sighs, hazy sea foam dropping to my lips for a brief, brisk second, “couldn’t kill you, princess.”

I roll my eyes, repulsion seemingly finding a way to wiggle between the intoxication.

“So you’d fuck me?”

“So good,” he grins, dimple popping.

“I’m getting another drink,” I stand, over the game and rapidly sobering. There’s often a ten minute time limit as to which I can stand Harry, we only landed together by default: a game of cards that eventually left him and I. So I leave the sofa we resided on to find people I actually like.

Zayn seems to be first in eye-line.

“Z!” I throw my arms around his neck, leaning in to him so he stumbles and has to stabilise us both by wrapping his arms around my waist.

He laughs, holding me tight and returning with a, “knew that shot would do you good,” into my hair.

Zayn and I are complicated, yet entirely simple at the same time. Our history is well in the past, and barely a history. He was comfort when I needed it, and he was gone when I didn’t know how much I’d miss him. But he’s back, in my arms, dangerously close to my lips. So close, in fact, I can’t help but lean forward.

He kisses me back for a second, as chastely as he can before squeezing my hip and pulling back. He lifts his hand, thumbing at my lip with a sad look in his eyes I hate, and I move to go back in but he pushes me back with gentle grip.

“Come on,” I know the alcohol’s running my mouth right now, and I know I’ll live to regret it, but I continue regardless, “I was good enough for you three years ago, wasn’t I?”

His pique deepens and he lets go of me completely now, looking at me like I’m a different person to the one I was a few minutes ago.

“Are you okay, Char?”

I swallow, feeling embarrassment and guilt and whatever I’d drank and smoked coming back up in a painful lump.

“S’good,” I lie, stepping back from him, “bathroom,” I point in the general direction, ignoring whatever he’s trying to say to me as I haste toward Louis’ bathroom.

Despite the couples outside it, it’s thankfully vacant, so I rip the door open and slam it right back shut. I perch on the edge of the bath, cold porcelain digging into me but I don’t care. The emotions of today’s gig and me kissing Zayn for some fucking reason and too many shots of vodka come hurtling back to me till I’m crying.

I’m crying at my own after party.

I sob until my eyes sting with mascara, so I wipe it away and cry some more. Something in me needs Amelia, and misses Poppy, and all I want to do now is call her and tell her how we performed at Wembley and it was incredible and everything she dreamed for me… but I can’t – so I cry again.

“This is why I don’t do vodka,” I mumble into my palms, wet with tears and remnants of thick eyeliner. I hear one song change, two, three, before I realise this is stupid. I’m Charlie fucking Greene, I’m at an after party for my band because we just played fucking Wembley. I need to pull myself together, I need to open this door and–

“Oh, shit, sorry, I didn’t… Charlie?”

I mutter something along the lines of, “fuck off,” and decide if I want to stop crying I just need to barge past Harry before he decides to say anything that’ll set me off again. However, Harry’s arm and Harry’s stupidly tight grip pulls me back in front of him, to which he then shuts and locks the door.

“What?” I snap.

“What’s wrong?” His brows are creased, and despise the alcohol that still rims his eyes, he looks soberer beneath the bright bathroom bulb.

“Don’t pretend like you care. I had a cry, like every other drunk person at a party does, and now I’m fine. Leave me be,” I make a move to push past him again, but he grips my bicep and yanks me back.

“Charlie, is this over what I said? It was a joke in a game, I didn’t think–”

“God, not everything is about you!” Whatever tether that was holding me to calm was bound by rotting rope, and Harry’s the blunt knife, “I was crying because I threw myself at my ex and was rejected, and the one person I wanted to talk to it about isn’t here!”

He says nothing. Of course, he says nothing.

“And you…” I’m on a roll, now, “you’re always flirting with me, and I hate it, because you’re a dick and it’s confusing and… why do you do it, huh?”

Harry sighs, closing his eyes, “Charlie–”

“What is it? You have a crush on me or something?”

His eyes darken and I fall silent.

What I do following needs to be scientifically studied, because nothing can explain my brain activity in this moment. Not until I remember alcohol, and weed, and feeing sad and lonely. So sad and lonely that I kiss him.

He gasps into my mouth, and I become aware for a moment, ready to run, until he grabs my face and kisses me back so hard I forget everything.

I grip the open hang of his shirt, tugging on silk fill he’s impossibly closer to me and–

No. What the fuck? What the fuck am I doing?

I pull away as quickly as I went in, opening my mouth to say something, anything – but I can’t. I have to leave – I need to leave. I make for the door a third time, managing to reach the knob and unlock it this time.

“No,” I hear him mumble, but I’m already out the door and the thrumming music silences anything else he says to me. I wipe my lips as I push past the people loitering outside the bathroom, trying to remember where Louis’ bedroom is so I can just lock myself and sleep this whole night away.

“You can’t just kiss me and walk away,” I feel his hand wrap around my wrist, twisting me, but I yank him away.

“Why not?” I have to yell over the music, the solitude of the hallway serving us well – probably helped by how there isn’t a sober, aware person in this flat, too.

“Why not?” He scoffs, his expression unreadable. In the last six years, I’ve seen angry, annoyed, hungover, and happy. But I’ve never seen this, “why the fuck do you think, Charlie?”

I pause, unsure of what to say. So I turn, I find Louis’ bedroom, and I shut myself into the darkness.

Well, Harry shuts us into the darkness.

“What the Hell do you wa–”

“Kiss me again,” he asks. My brows dip, and I can just about see his expression beneath the moonlight leaking in through the open curtains and the orange side lamp switched on in the corner. He’s serious, and it’s terrifying, “please.”

I nearly laugh. “Please?”

He quickly licks his lips, eyes flickering toward mine before he quietly affirms with another, “please.

I don’t know what to say, what to do. I stand stationary as he steps forward, closer and closer till I can practically hear his heartbeat as well as my own.

“You’re drunk,” I whisper, noticing his freckles.

I swallow dryly, my every nerve starting and ending at where his ring-clad hands now hold my waist, his middle finger just taunting the small sliver of skin between my top and trousers.

My eyes dart between his pink lips and his green eyes and the curls that rest on the sheer black of his shirt until I’m looking at our shoes and refusing to look back up.

He lifts a finger, tilting my chin and bringing me closer to his lips. We share the same breath, the same sharp inhale. It’s just the vodka. It’s the vodka and the fact I haven’t had sex in a hot minute. It’s the vodka and the weed and the–

“What’s happening?” I finally ask, the words barely leaving me as a whisper but travelling like an amp anyway.

“I don’t know,” he responds, his hand slipping to grip my face. His thumb touches where Zayn had been, and replaces the feeling of embarrassment with something new, something uncharted. Harry’s all over me and my stomach isn’t churning. It’s definitely the vodka.

“Is this something you’re going to use against me later? Did Niall tell you to do this or something?”

“You kissed me first,” he answers quickly, certainly. His thumb trails my lower lip, making me exhale as sharply as the first inhale. I open my mouth a little wider for him, unaware I’m even doing it until he dips his finger into my mouth and I suck.

He dips his finger into my mouth… and I suck.

“Fuck, Charlie,” he whispers, and without a second to blink his finger’s out of my mouth and his lips are on mine.

I don’t take a second to freeze, that would mean thinking about it. About him. About his lips on my lips. Instead, I just focus on the feeling of someone’s lips on mine and I rake my hands into his hair, tugging, tightly. He groans deliciously into my mouth, wrapping his arms around my back until we’re entirely tangled with other and there’s nothing between us but material and laboured breaths.

He pushes me back till my legs hit the bed, making me collapse back into the untouched duvet., With barely a moment to separate, he cascades stop of me and grinds his hips into mine. His hands go everywhere, my ass, my waist, my back, my thighs, my neck, my face. We’re moaning like horny teenagers into each other’s mouths, desperately moving for friction whilst grappling for more taste of him.

As the need for oxygen becomes incessant, we break apart, which only leaves him room to attack my neck. I tilt my head back, scratching his scalp with my nails as he bites and sucks at my throat, probably leaving marks I’ll have to cover with concrete but it feels too damn good to care right now.

I turn my head to the side, moving my hips up to meet his and it’s then, as I catch our reflection in the mirror beside Louis’ door, that I realise.

Harry’s making his way down my body. Harry’s undoing my trousers. Harry’s removing my shoes and ripping my knickers off and tucking them in his back pocket and–

“Wait, maybe we shouldn’t–”

Harry stops everything and looks up at me, hair knotted, panting and rosy-lipped.

“Is this you backing out?”

A beat passes between us before he softens.

“Because that’s fine, you know.”

I stop everything and just look at him, staring at sea foam until I realise I really must hate myself, because the words that tumble from my mouth next are,

“No,” fuck me, I guess, “I want this.”

“Then shut the fuck up and spread your legs for me.”

I roll my eyes, “God, you’re even annoying when– oh,” whatever insult I was about to hurtle catches in my throat as Harry latches his tongue onto me. He’s thrown one of my legs over his shoulder, his lion ring digging sharply into my skin but fuck.

I look down, gasping as I see Harry watching me watch him. The hand wrapped around my leg digs in, keeping me where he wants me as his other hand grips my waist to help keep me down. He sucks on my clit for a second before flicking his tongue over me, and I can’t help but throw my head back and hope no one outside can hear.

I close my eyes, and it’s not Harry. It’s just someone giving me ridiculously good head right as I need it. I focus on the expert of his tongue and the grip of his hands and the sound of his own pants every time I pull particularly hard on his hair.

“Mm, fuck,” I roll my head into the pillow, arching my back and pushing myself further into him, “God, just like that,” his hand pushes me back down to the bed, and slowly trails down till his thumb is rubbing my clit and he’s tongue fucking me.

“Yeah, shit,” I breathe out, suddenly desperate to have this damn corset off. I pant as I glance down, seeing his eyes completely on me, and somehow it’s not turning me off. I decide I’m high on the moment, and start to pull on the clamps of the corset. I can barely breathe as is, and it’s starting to ruin the head.

“Here,” he quickly surfaces, pushing my hands out the way to unclip the rest of the clamps and spreads the corset apart. He rips it from under me, throwing it on the floor with my other discarded clothes, and starts his attack on my breasts.

My fingers knot in his hair as he sucks on each nipple, flicking his tongue over the sensitive buds and biting down on the surrounding flesh. I watch as he takes one of my nipples between his teeth, making eye contact with me as he pulls it out slightly, making me writhe before letting go and sucking the pain away. I bite my lip to stop myself from moaning so much, not wanting to give him the satisfaction, but when his hand returns to my throbbing clit I can’t help it.

He dips his head down my chest, kissing the edges of my ANGEL tattoo that adorns my stomach. I feel him smile into my skin as he murmurs, “knew you were making me work for it.”

I pant out an unconvincing, “shut up,” while he rubs my clit in a way that has my chest heaving. He holds himself over me, kissing my neck as he dips a his index in me and starts curling. I wrap my legs around his, grinding into his hand as he adds another finger.

“Tell me how good it feels, princess,” he bites my ear lobe, then my jawline, then my bottom lip, “come on, give it to me,” he kisses me, letting my moans tumble into his throat as he curls and pumps his fingers till in me till my pride completely slips away.

“Oh my God,” I pant out, the feeling of his cold rings pressing against me with every thrust tipping me over the edge, “that feels so good,”

“Who does?”

“You do,” my hands fly to the pillow beside me, gripping it till my knuckles blanch, “fuck, you feel so good.”

“My name, Charlie,” he nips at my jaw and slows his fingers, making me grind for it, “need to hear you say my name.”

“Do you ever take a break?” My tone doesn’t back up my insult, it only makes him grin as he removes his fingers. I can’t help the whine that escapes me at the sudden loss of contact, “Harry–”

“There we go, princess,” his middle finger suddenly returns to my clit in slow, hard circles, “wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“Christ, you’re an asshole–”

“Again,” he rubs faster, adding another finger. I feel my legs start to run hot, my stomach start to ache, my head start to spin. With every circle I’m getting closer and closer to the edge, but whatever (teeny, tiny) sliver of pride is actually left in me stops me from saying his name. All I can do is throw my head back and incessantly moan till my throat hurts.

“Are you close?” He asks, taking my bottom lip between his teeth again. I kiss him back for a second, but it’s physically impossible to do anything but whine with my mouth at the minute.

“S’close. Please don’t stop.”

“Please?” Harry teases.

“Please,” I affirm, not caring at this point, “God, right there,” I bite down on my lip till I taste iron. His fingers are working so fast and so hard and so good that I–

That I… nothing. Because right as I’m about to tip over that peak, the fucker stops everything. His fingers stay on my clit, applying pressure but not nearly enough. I try and grind against his hand, but he firmly pins me down to stop me.

“Harry–”

“Ah,” he interrupts, pressing a chaste kiss against my lips before removing his hand completely, “too late.”

I lay in utter disbelief as he stands, picking up my clothes from the floor and setting them on the bed beside me. I sit up on my elbows and watch him adjust his hair in the mirror, sort out his collar, re-do a few buttons.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

He catches my eye in the mirror, poking his tongue into his cheek before shrugging. He opens the door a sliver, just enough to let blue light and foggy bass thrum into the once silent room.

“Should’ve said my name, princess,” he sucks his used fingers and thumb like he’d just finished a meal, winking at me like the douchebag he is before slamming the door behind him; leaving me there on the bed, naked, aching, and incredibly fucking pissed off.

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[myf00djournal]

A chronological post run post.

Iiiiiii had a hard hard time man. In hindsight, I always knew our race was at 4pm so perhaps doing long runs at 6am was never going to help but I was so optimistic for cool weather in April. Nope 31 degrees. My worst fear. I was on pace and on the game plan up until around 8km which is when the course went from some shade to full sun. Told my running partner to push on without me which I had to say 5 times before he did listen 😛 I hate holding people back. The rest was an absolute slog. I thought about a DNF. I found a second wind around 13km and settled back into consistent trotting. Got through. They told us at the start the course was 20.5 which was a shame as it was advertised as a HM and then I saw a girl who was about a km ahead of me usually (because everyone we snaked past each other we did cute girl high fives) going in an opposite direction and I said don’t we turn left again? And she said nope the course was actually 18km. What the heck. Look my performance was not my best but I would’ve dragged myself another bit. Crossed the line and kept going with some other die hards who were also trying to make up km but I got to 19.8 and called it. The water station people were like oh we have cleared the course how much longer will you be and I was like you know what I’m done.

I’m annoyed because the organizers have a whole calendar of events and yet they were so shambolic. They delayed the start time, changed the course and then cut off a considerable distance for everyone. Also WHO KNOWS why the run was at 4/4:30pm in western Sydney but that’ll do me.

The 10km started an hour after us and then 5km after that so there was people always out on course but for a big event there was seriously maybe 60 people in each. So many DNS because we are legit flooded at the moment so I guess people couldn’t make it. A few people DNF. I saw the 5km fun run and wish I went in that because the first woman was 28:10 🥹 but I know it’s not about that.

My average km was around 7:30 which isn’t too bad considering I did a lot of walk/jog intervals for about 6km all up but Runna had me working at 6:25-6:30 as my goal which I was on but it really did fall away. My running partner did a great job and held around 6:40 which I am so happy for him.

Maybe next time I should do more than an 8 week training block. What am I saying with next time 🤦🏽‍♀️ haha never let me again please!!!! I just want to be a parkrun girly and maybe 10km???

Best of all Josh surprised me at the start line to see me off ❤️❤️❤️

The end. Also yes enjoy my post run glow - day ones will recognize the mirror. @taoistimmortal thank you for telling me to increase my cals by 500 cos yeah it’s going noice 👌🏻

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[lokitvsource]

Loki Season 2 Reviews Are In

The first reviews are in for Loki Season 2 and they are glowing for the most part. 

Critics who saw the first four episodes early praised the show's cast and smart science-fiction story, but it has not come without its flaws it seems. 

Comicbook.com's Brandon Davis called the series "a thrilling time-traveling mystery:"

"'Loki' Season 2 rules. The first 4 episodes have a thrilling time-traveling mystery and charm. Some of the TVA sci-fi jargon is hard to follow. The cast is tremendous together. The sets are great. Overall, it’s awesome. Hoping Episodes 5 & 6 stick the landing!"

He added newcomer Ke Huy Quan is "brilliant," complimenting the actor's chemistry with the returning cast:

"Yes, Ke Huy Quan is brilliant in 'Loki'. His character has a key role in Season 2. He brings so much charm and joy to this show, brilliant chemistry with the rest of the cast."

Erik Davis from Fandango was similarly positive, remarking the series "continues to be [his] favorite MCU show:"

"I LOVE 'Loki'! I’ve watched the first 4 episodes & #Loki continues to be my favorite MCU show. This season has a more frantic pace to it, which keeps tensions high the entire time. Still brainy & weird w/ great chemistry among its cast. Ke Huy Quan is a big scene stealer of course, but the story - full of time travel, timelines, trickery & a guy named Timely - is reminiscent of Marvel Studios at its best & most entertaining. Eps 5 & 6 are gonna be wild!"

Phase Zero's Jamie Jirak pointed to the "direction and cinematography" as particular high points of the series premiere, also singing Ke Huy Quan's praises:

"I had a blast at the 'Loki' launch event. I only stayed for the first episode, because I want to remain a woman of the people on  Phase Zero but I LOVED IT. The direction and cinematography blew me away. I missed Tom and Owen so much. Ke Huy Quan MVP!!"

Jenna Anderson from Comicbook.com called Loki Season 2 "[her] favorite thing Disney+ has released this year:"

"'Loki' Season 2 is, by far, my favorite thing Disney+ has released this year. The cinematography is outstanding, and the cast does a great job of carrying what could be a very overwhelming plot. It’s not flawless, but I dig it."

She also jumped on the Ke Huy Quan train, saying "[he] is absolutely wonderful:"

"As a Mobius and Ravonna girlie, I’m very happy with where their storylines seem to be headed in 'Loki' Season 2. And unsurprisingly, Ke Huy Quan is absolutely wonderful."

Cinema Blend's Erik Swann used words like "kooky, charming, funny, and sweet," describing the series as "must-see TV:"

"He Who Remains is gone, but 'Loki' remains must-see TV! I've seen Season 2's first four episodes, and they're just as kooky, charming, funny and sweet as one would hope. Eric Martin takes on EP duties and skillfully builds on the show's mythology. Fans are in for a wild ride."

Decider's Alex Zalben pointed to some shortcomings of the streaming show's first four episodes, making mention of "it feel[ing] a little more like TVA: The Series featuring Loki," but still called it a "blast to watch:"

"I have some issues with 'Loki' Season 2 (based on the first 4 eps). Direction isn't as strong, it feels a little more like TVA: The Series Featuring Loki, the Jonathan Majors of it all. But it's still a blast to watch, and Ke Huy Quan is the perfect addition to the cast."

Brobible senior writer Eric Italiano wrote, "Loki reminds us what makes the MCU tick," calling the show a "true post-Endgame highlight:"

"'Loki' reminds us what makes the MCU tick is merging a character with creators who understand their tone. S2 epitomizes that, as the God of Mischief's journey feels absurd yet important -- his world gonzo but deeply felt and real. The series stands as a true post-'Endgame' highlight."

Chris Killian from Comicbook.com was just as high on the series, opining that Loki "continues to be the highest quality Marvel content out of the D+ series:

"So I’ve seen the first few episodes of the second season of 'Loki' and it continues to be the highest quality Marvel content out of the D+ series. Tom and Owen’s chemistry remains top notch but the real MVP is Ke Huy Quan who is - no surprise - fantastic. Steals every scene."

Screenrant's Rob Keyes - who made it clear he "didn't love [the] first season [of Loki]" - said Season 2 is "better, faster, and takes bigger swings:"

"Watched the first four (out of six) episodes for 'Loki' season 2 and loved it. I didn't love first season and this is better, faster, and takes bigger swings. Depending how they followup the WILD fourth episode, it might be the best Marvel Studios show on Disney+. Much needed."

Kirsten Acuna from Insider was not as wild about the series' second effort, noting it was "a bit tough to follow at times:"

"Watched the first 4 eps of 'Loki' Season 2. Not exactly what I expected given Season 1's end. Love seeing Hiddleston + Wilson back together, but it's a bit tough to follow at times. (Had to rewatch some of it twice.) Too much McDonald's. Ke Huy Quan is the show's best addition."

And Nicole Drum (staff writer at Comicbook.com) voiced her thoughts on the show's various "hiccups" but said it was "an absolute must-watch even with its issues:"

"'Loki' Season 2 is still the best thing at the MCU party but Season 2 definitely has its hiccups, especially with pacing, and doesn’t quite live up to Season 1. It’s cinematography and direction are EPIC, though, and it is an absolute must-watch even with its issues."

#loki tv #loki series #loki #article

[foxilayde]

ahh, i hope i‘m not too late for the Angst prompts…i never see these posts on time! plus: i‘m not good at making decisions so i go for 3. OR 9. with Pope please!!

You're not too late! Thanks for the prompt!

Santiago Garcia x Fem!Reader

Rating: T

Word count: 750

“Gunna be real honest with you, Pope, when you invited me to a soccer game today, I did not picture this…”

The community park soccer field is occupied with confused children in the 4 to 5 age range, all decked out in mini regulation accoutrement, little matching uniforms with numbers, shinguards that serve little purpose for the low impact environment, and the tiniest cleats you’ve ever seen. It’s cute, for sure, but once could hardly call the distracted, clumsy, ball kicking with time outs occurring every 30 seconds, a “sport”. 

Pope chuckles and offers you his bag of sunflower seeds. “Well what’d you expect? Lyla is only 5.” 

“For some reason I thought she was older? Or maybe I was thinking of your other niece, the one in middle school.”

“Lydia?” 

“Yeah! Thought this would be a high school match or something. Don’t get me wrong. This is adorable. Just not what I was picturing.”

“Lydia doesn’t do sports. She does play in her school’s jazz band though.”

“Looks like Lyla isn’t interested in sports either. Isn’t that her? Number 22? Sitting down and picking a dandelion?”

Santiago squints his eyes under his navy blue ball cap, “What? Oh jeez.” Santi sets the bag of seeds down on the bleacher seat and stands up, cupping his hands around his mouth and shouts at the little players. “Lyla! Sweetie! Put down the thing and go for the ball! Kick the ball!” 

Lyla turns around and pushes her tangled hair out of her eyes, she stands up and waves at him, dandelion in hand, “Hi uncle Santi!” 

The surrounding parents on the bleachers are giving ‘uncle Santi’ annoyed looks and shaking their heads. He shoos her with his hand to go in the direction of the action at the middle of the field. She obeys and runs as fast as her little legs can carry her to join her teammates. 

“Sit down! I think you’re going to get us kicked out.” You laugh, grabbing his bag of seeds to clear his space on the bench. 

He pulls his jeans at the thighs before sitting back down. He leans forward more now, properly chastising himself for paying more attention to you than to Lyla who he’s supposed to be babysitting. 

“You ever think about having your own?”

“My own what?” Santi mumbles distractedly, physically restraining himself from shouting at Lyla that she’s got a clear shot at the goal and to “go for it!”

“Your very own soccer field.”

Santi cocks his head and glances confused at you from the corner of his eye. “What?”

 You roll your eyes, “Your own kids, genius.”

Santi shakes his head and spits a sunflower shell on the metal floor of the bleachers. “No way. Not in the cards.”

“It’s not that crazy of a question, Pope. You’re really good with your nieces.” 

Santiago nods, accepting the compliment. He tries to be a net positive in their lives. He makes every effort to be involved when he’s asked to be. Truthfully nothing makes him happier than being ‘Uncle Santi’, but that’s all it’s ever going to be. He can’t raise a family. Not with his job, not with his PTSD, not with his bad knees, not with his nightmares that break through to real life and leave him screaming and sweating in the middle of the night. He’s reliable and fun with the kids, he’s appropriately harsh when he needs to be, but he knows he can’t be a full fledged father. He’d never be able to live with the future disappointment any offspring are sure to have in him. 

“Don’t give me that look.” You’re not sure what look he’s talking about, he can’t even see your face with his eyes trained on the field. “I’m not having any for the same reasons you aren’t having any.”

“The insane biochemical urge to change identities at the hint of commitment?”

Santiago’s smile reaches his eyes. “Exactly. You know as well as I do, happy endings don’t happen for people like us.” 

Before you can retort, Santiago leaps to his feet again and shouts “Go, go, go, go, go! Yes!” Lyla scored a goal. And in the right net, too. You clap and cheer with the rest of the crowd. “That’s my girl!” Santi shouts, wolf whistling to the annoyance of the surrounding parents and guardians. 

He might not get a happy ending, especially if he doesn’t think he deserves one. But he’s got a pretty happy middle. 

#Santiago Garcia x reader #Oscar Isaac #this was kind of more fluffy than angsty lmao