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hopeswriting · 3 years

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Modern AU (Adult!)Arcobaleno on socials media though. While Flames and mafia are definitely still a thing.

Now I’m by no means well acquainted to all the different popular socials media, but here’s my humble take:

Reborn on Instagram.

He only has pictures of Leon first and foremost, with him in the background in one of his ridiculous but very well-made cosplay. Leon of course also wears the same cosplay as him.

He never shows his full face in any of the pictures, but just enough his followers know he’s handsome as fuck.

The artists/photoshoppers among them regularly put the pieces together to see how he could look like, but in a funny-and-obviously-purposefully-wrong way only.

Reborn loves them and saves them all.

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Once in a blue moon he does post a picture of himself where you can see him clearly all dressed up and fancy, and then immediately deletes it.

But only after he’s sure it has been seen, so he can watch his followers lose their shit while drinking a nice espresso.

They try hard, but so far none of them managed to save any of the pictures before he deletes them.

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Often there’s what suspiciously looks like blood stains on their clothes and straight up dead bodies lying in the background, but Reborn went so passive-aggressive with the few who dared to ask, everyone is too afraid to ask now.

Anyone who badmouths Leon in any way is instantly blocked. But only after Reborn ripped them a new one AND let his followers do it too.

Skull on Twitter and Snapchat.

He tweets the most random, out of nowhere, highly worrying things, that always sent his followers in a frenzy trying to figure out why the fuck he would think of any of this in the first place??

“aren’t you ever tried of your solid, rigid, restrictive bones? don’t you want to just be Luffy from One Piece, a rubber being that can shape themself in whatever way they wish?”

or:

“nobody ever tells you this, but the stress of picking apart melted leather from your burnt skin before it heals is VERY worth the adrenaline of making fire your BITCH”

or:

“is it REALLY illegal if you break in and eat the food but leave money behind??”

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That’s just his Twitter only followers though.

The ones on Snapchat have the privilege to watch him stumble head first step by step to his tweets, and are actually very involved and active spectators that keep him out of jail, or killing himself, or killing someone else.

Skull, recording a video, halfway stuck in between two buildings: What’s up guys, there're these guys following me and trying to kill me, quick tell me what bones to break so I can fit in there.

see also:

A picture of Skull crouched in front of a body, posing, that says: don’t worry guys we’re just faking, but hypothetically, if you were to hide a body as quick as possible from here without being seen, what would you do? #hypotheticallyseriousanswersonly #hypotheticallythecopsaremaybeontheirway #quickanswersappreciated

Verde on Facebook.

He creates a public group with only him as member that’s basically his scientific diary.

It’s not really to invite intellectual challenging debates (though he’d be all for it if someone smart enough showed up), but he figures it’s in his best interest to make the world a less dumb place if he can.

It finds his public, though there’s only a few comments because god forbid you say something dumb or inaccurate and Verde fucking annihilates you in the comment section.

But like, in a teacher way. Like he’s genuinely trying to make you know better but he’s just ruthless at it lmao.

Verde uses a fake name and a fake everything so there’s quickly a running joke along the lines of “Imagine if it’s really the genius scientist Verde running the group and you just outed yourself as a flat earther lol”.

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But what gets the group really popular is the in depth flames theory involving weather of all things they have to assume he came up with it all on his own because they can’t figure out to save their lives what the hell he’s talking about?

And it makes them question their sanity sometimes because Verde talks about it like it’s the most obvious thing and in the context of just about every basic aspects of life.

Cue the conspirators and their hot new take of “the aliens were among us all along and hid themselves as the WEATHER!!!” that instantly turns into the new popular meme.

That, and the transcripts posts of Verde trying his theories that nine out of ten apparently involves very unwilling participants whose life are threatened and sometimes they straight up DIE???

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They think both of these is just him fucking with them and it’s all fictional. They want to think it is anyway.

They’re not so sure, but everyone is too afraid to ask.

Colonnello on Snapchat.

70% of his content is about Lal because this man is so in love and it’s like he’s a guest on his own account lol.

There’s the “Pining Hard” content where it’s just him trying to seduce Lal, to romance her and asking her out, and Lal brushing all of it off more often than not.

His followers are very invested in this “old bickering married couple type of best friends in oblivious mutual pining” real live action slow burn fic, and cheers him hard whenever Lal reciprocates the tiniest bit.

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They don’t know the two are already together.

They think Lal brushing him off or flirting back but in an unmistakably joking/”platonic” way is just her being oblivious and not taking Colonnello seriously.

When she would just rather flirt back off camera because it’s her private life thank you very much.

Colonnello never tells them because he assumes they all know and just choose to be in on the joke.

Lal finds it hilarious whenever she goes through his Snapchat (with his permission of course) to find numerous messages of encouragement, so she never says either.

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But one day she kind of just steals a kiss from him while he’s recording because she wanted to, and his followers lose their shit.

Lal laughs herself to tears and laughs for days.

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The other Lal’s related content is the “Lal’s loving hours”, where he just takes pictures of her/records her doing random shit---whether it's her making a disaster out of the kitchen, or wearing three pairs of socks because her feet are cold, or beating the shit out of someone---and him doing heart eyes at the camera.

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Otherwise it’s just him living his life and letting them in on what happens.

There’s a lot of pictures because he’s handsome and he knows it and he likes the compliments aqsdfghj.

Or videos of him going on and on about how energy drinks are really the best drink ever while doing grocery.

Or ranting videos about how bullets wounds are such a pain to deal with and showing himself patching himself up to show how it’s done (thanks??!!??).

Or him watching series and roasting the characters for their dumb decisions.

Or him commenting in real time an assassination attempt on him in the middle of the night in his own fucking home because the fucker sure is ballsy (????!!!!!!???).

It’s very popular too because of how relatable it is.

Well, most of the time anyway.

Viper on Youtube.

They have a DIY type of channel, mostly about fashion---what they think about the new products/clothes they bought from their favorite brand, their thoughts on the new fashion trend, their makeup/skin care routine and favorite outfits for various circumstances, or they’re often on live while going shopping.

(I just really like Fashionista!Viper okay.)

They play videos games too, thinking they’re being very good while being very average to not say they straight up suck asdfghj.

Occasionally do reaction videos too.

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Like Reborn they hardly ever show their face. Actually they don’t show it at all lol. They wear masks to do their videos because a hood is not very reliable.

How do they do their makeup videos then you ask?

They use "volunteer" as models of course.

And by volunteers I mean the Varia qsdftgyhjkl.

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They also have another very peculiar brand of videos that is the most popular one on their channel. The titles of these videos include but are not limited to:

“A Due Payment Of Yours Is Late? How To Hunt Them For Sport”

“A Little Bitch Doesn’t Respect Your Pronouns/Chosen Name? Step By Step On How To Make Them Shut The Fuck Up Forever”

“How To Efficiently Remove Blood And Various Others Human Residue From Your Clothes”

“Faking Your Death And Taking On A New Identity: Step By Step Tutorial”

“How To Take Over Your Friends Brains And Watch Them Prank Themselves ft. The Varia”

Fon on Tumblr.

His blog becomes known as a shitpost blog or a blog run by a bot when really, everything he posts is about actual, very real events that happened in his life.

Except he vague posts every time because he really wants to keep his anonymity.

He posts about the hardships of learning more and more martial arts and staying at the top of the art, and sounds like some dangerous psychopath.

“The body is such a fragile thing, isn’t it? It tends to break quite easily unfortunately. You’d think I’d know that by then, but I really need to remember it more often so I can keep enjoying myself.”

He’s talking about how he always pushes himself too much in training and ends up injuring himself.

“Everyday I dispose of them and reasserts my superiority, and everyday they come back and it’s really hard to not hurt them beyond repair.”

He’s talking about how he’s often challenged by other martial artists who don’t like him being the best and how he always has to beat them up bloody for them to give up.

He also posts about his family's live except it’s the Hibari’s family live, and he doesn’t sound more sane of mind at all.

“I made the mistake of taking Kyo with me on my grocery trip and picked on his tell-tale signs of going through a bad day too late.

But fortunately the shop is still standing and no one was heavily injured.”

or:

“It’s so heartwarming to see Kyo make friends. The brown haired kid didn’t put much of a fight but the one with the pineapple haircut has potential.

He almost managed to stab him that one time, and I can’t wait to tease Kyo about it. He’s very cute when annoyed and embarrassed.”

or:

“Often I look back to the day Kyo got his tonfa and I am always infinitely grateful for this not-so-easy-to-kill-with weapon.

I would like for him to at least finish high school first.”

Yeah it’s very often about Kyoya lmao. And no one knows for sure what in the world a “Kyo” is supposed to be???

An actual human being is NOT the most popular theory qsdfghn.

Lal on TikTok.

I guess?? I’m kind of running out of ideas lol, and I know very little about TikTok.

But I’m thinking she makes a series of videos where she looks straight into the camera like she’s on The Office while some bullshit or the other happens in the background.

And it’s not even always her friends or coworkers or Colonnello (yeah he has a category of his own lmao).

As far as she is concerned everyone who chooses to be a fucking dumbass in her vicinity is asking for it aqsdfghj.

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Also has a “Doing paperwork” series, and the later at night she’s doing it, the more she’s absolutely fucking done with people not being able to do their job properly without collateral damage.

She dryly reads out loud the highlights of the reports and goes straight for their lives lol.

But as funny as it is, everyone is more interested in the very questionable out of context content of these reports???

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Also does workout videos, as in she demonstrates how to do this one or other exercise, and if these do particularly well it has nothing to do with how people want to look respectfully at her body, of course not.

ALSO has a “Colonnello’s Loving Hours” series because you better believe this woman is also so much in love.

She records him when he’s simply existing---whether he’s snuggling besides her while they’re watching TV, or dancing in the kitchen while cooking, or cleaning his guns---while looking at the camera with this tender, content expression on her face.

They become known as the Weather Lovers because boy, do these people like to go on about their favorite weather. Some shipping might even be involved??

It’s how their community introduces them to each other.

Cue even more chaos on their respective socials medias.

Viper’s video of their first meeting is the most popular one on their channel.

Yeah I know, I didn’t add the Sky Arco ladies, but I have no idea what they could do. Pinterest maybe? Or Vine? Dunno, they’re all yours guys lol.

#katekyo hitman reborn #khr #khr au #khr arcobaleno #khr socials media au #the mafia in general on socials media though #like you're undercover for some hit or the other #but isn't it fucking suspicious how alfredo and marco are always on the exact same location on the snapchat map??#or trying to keep your civilian loved ones in the dark #but they went through your mafia friends account and they talk about you in a very you're obviously not a civilian manner #or you're showing your boss a possible talented new recruit profile #and a message of his wife pops on screen that leaves no room to misunderstanting asdfghj #just the fact that it'd indeniably make their job so much harder #but no one would care bcause VALIDATION #anyway #mine

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the-desolated-quill · 4 years

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It’s Summer And We’re Running Out Of Ice - Watchmen (TV Series) blog

(SPOILER WARNING: The following is an in-depth critical analysis. if you haven’t seen this episode yet, you may want to before reading this review)

I’m not going to lie. I was incredibly sceptical going into this. This isn’t the first TV adaptation of a classic novel to go beyond the source material and try to continue the story, and they nearly always suck (see The Handmaid’s Tale and The Man In The High Castle). There’s a reason why books end where they’re supposed to end. If the author intended to carry the story on, they would have done so. This is why I get angry when the TV industry arrogantly oversteps the mark and try to continue a plot that has already come to a satisfactory conclusion. Doing a sequel to Watchmen, a story that hinges on the ambiguity of its ending, is just utter madness to me, and allowing Damon Lindelof to write that sequel borders on moronic at first glance. This is the man behind the TV series Lost, a show that ran out of steam within the first couple of episodes due to the fact that the plot was complete and total bollocks and the fact that nobody could be bothered to come up with satisfying answers for these ludicrous mysteries and series arcs beforehand. They were just making that shit up as he went along. Now you’re handing Lindelof the keys to one of the most intricate and detailed comic book properties of all time?! Fuck, why don’t you just let JJ Abrams direct the next Star Wars mo- Oh yeah, I forgot, he already did that.

Thankfully, judging by this first episode anyway, HBO’s Watchmen is nowhere near as bad as Lost. It’s certainly far more engaging and coherent. Does that mean I’m looking forward to the rest of this season? Well... I don’t know if I’d go that far. I’m definitely intrigued though.

HBO’s Watchmen is a sequel to the graphic novel (Lindelof called it a remix, but come on. Grow a pair and call it what it is. A sequel). Superheroes are still illegal, Robert Redford is now the President, Rorschach’s death has inspired a white supremacist cult, and it’s raining squid.

Yeah, the raining squid thing feels like the only egregious bit of fanwank in here, to be fair. Maybe they’re going somewhere with this, but I have my doubts. Are we supposed to assume that Ozymandias has been making squid rain for the past thirty odd years in order to keep up the whole alien invasion ruse? Why squid rain? And why is everyone so nonchalant about it? Shouldn’t people be just a bit concerned by this, considering what happened in New York?

Speaking of Ozymandias, we see him riding a horse and writing plays for his butler and maid in some fancy mansion. Quite what the significance of The Watchmaker’s Son is, I don’t know. All I do know is I’m not going to be able to sleep at night without thinking about Jeremy Irons’ thighs from now on, so thanks for that.

Putting my cynicism aside for a moment, I do like what Lindelof is trying to do here. He’s not merely cashing in on the Watchmen brand. There is a genuine effort to do something fresh and different with this material, and I commend that. Watchmen’s central theme has always been about power, but whereas the source material focused mainly on its relation to sex (Comedian’s hedonism, Nite Owl’s impotence, Rorschach’s mummy issues and the sexual objectification of Silk Spectre), the TV series seems to be zeroing in on race as a topic. This I applaud. Expanding on certain areas that the graphic novel only ever really touched upon is a great idea. This doesn’t feel like a repeat of the graphic novel, but rather a clarification of it, exploring areas and themes that Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons may have overlooked. This helps set this series apart from the outset.

The opening scenes where we see the Tulsa Massacre of 1921 is a pretty harrowing way to start. I’m ashamed to say I had no idea about the Tulsa Massacre prior to this, and we could have a whole other discussion about why schools seem to have been avoiding teaching specific topics like this in favour of the broad strokes of the Jim Crow era, but now is not the time. The fact that it’s depicted here sets the stage for what’s to come. Some have criticised the show for the length of time the opening focuses on Tulsa, claiming that it sensationalises the pain of black people at that time. I personally don’t think it does. It’s not overly graphic or gratuitous, at least in my opinion, but it is a very shocking way to open a series. Some might say even upsetting, but I think it’s important that we saw this because it’s relevant in setting the tone for the episode and indeed the season as a whole, as well as letting the audience know that this show isn’t going to fuck around or shy away from more sensitive topics, and I can respect that. Unlike Zack Snyder’s overly stylised adaptation from 2009, Watchmen the HBO series is grounded very firmly in reality.

Let’s discuss characters. This episode mostly focuses on Angela Abar, also known as Sister Night. Regina King has given some terrific performances in the past and this is no exception. She’s simply phenomenal. The way she switches from light-hearted wife and baker to violent, no nonsense vigilante cop. The shift is noticeable and yet both personas feel like they’re aspects of the same character. It’s exceptionally good. It also helps that the character herself makes for a great protagonist. Having survived the ‘White Night’ four years prior, where the Seventh Kavalry attacked the families of forty Tulsa police officers in response to the government giving special reparations to the victims of racial injustice, Angela has become cynical and battle hardened. She has no sympathy for Kavlary members and is willing to skip due process by beating one of them to a pulp and bundling him in the back of her car. She’s angry and in pain, and yet retains the audience's sympathy. I’m interested to see what happens to her over the course of the season.

I also really liked her friendship with Don Johnson’s character Judd Crawford. Johnson is a charismatic performer and Crawford is a charismatic character. He really dives into the olde western sheriff persona and seems to be having a lot of fun with it. Crawford is the only other character, besides Angela, who stayed on as a police officer after the White Night, and the two characters seem to have a great relationship. They laugh and joke around and there’s clearly a mutual respect between the two. I genuinely like this character, which is what makes his murder at the end so much more heartbreaking. Not to mention all the little details that force us to realise he may not be what he seems. We see him sniff cocaine in private and there’s a photo on his desk featuring the kid from school who aggressively asked Angela why black people deserve reparations. It doesn’t necessarily mean that Crawford himself is racist, but there’s clearly more going on with him that we don’t know about.

The final character of interest at the moment is Tim Blake Nelson’s character Wade Tillman, aka Looking Glass. We don’t know anything about him yet other than he’s a human lie detector, which I find very intriguing and I hope will be explored further as the show goes on. There’s a lot to play around with there, and the moral implications are tantalising. A conviction based not on physical evidence, but rather on the observations of one man. Even Sherlock Holmes has to back his deductions up with evidence, and yet Looking Glass clearly doesn’t need to. That just raises so many ethical questions. What if he has a particular bias towards someone? What about burden of proof? What if forensic evidence contradicts him? If Looking Glass is supposedly that accurate, does that mean the police will side with him regardless? It’s a great premise for a character and I really like Nelson’s performance, giving him a cold and detached personality that contrasts beautifully with Angela’s.

The characters and ideas are solid, however where I feel the show is lacking is with the consistency of its world building. Let’s analyse. This is an alternate history where Nixon used superheroes to extend his term limits, but after the New York attack at the end of the graphic novel, he’s been kicked out in favour of Robert Redford (nice nod to the source material there by the way. lol). As a result, black people got reparations for the racial injustices their ancestors went through and police are now unable to openly carry firearms without special permission from Panda (literally a cop wearing a panda costume). However, after the events of White Night, the government agrees to allow cops to wear masks to protect their identities, hence why quote/unquote ‘superheroes’ like Sister Night and Looking Glass are around despite the existence of the Keene Act. These are, in effect, legal vigilantes. Except already there’s a problem with conflicting messages. I like the idea of masked cops. In the current age of Black Lives Matter and police accountability, it makes sense and could be interesting to explore. However this is hindered by the whole ‘no guns’ stuff. Again, not a bad idea. America’s current gun laws are, to put it mildly, woefully inadequate. What if we went the other way? What if not only was it near impossible to own a gun, cops couldn’t even use a taser without special permission. Both ideas could work... but not at the same time.

Cops being allowed to wear masks creates the effect of empowering them through anonymity, and runs the risk of officers overstepping the mark and normal citizens being unable to hold them to account. But on the other hand, we’ve also got cops whose lives are constantly at risk and who are hindered in their duties by an overprotective nanny state, which effectively depowers them. So... which is it? It can’t be both. I like the scene where Panda reads the law about how the use of firearms can only be permitted in extreme circumstances, and everyone just angrily shouts him down because it tells us how the police feel about this new system. The fact that they’ve made one cop the sole arbiter of these new restrictions and forced him to dress like some ridiculous furry demonstrates the sheer amount of disdain they have towards this policy. But having said that, with the masks on, they have the power and freedom to break into people’s caravans and basically kidnap and assault them without consequence anyway. So what the fuck are they complaining about? It just doesn’t gel together. Either have it that the rules and regulations of the police are the same as our world except that cops can wear masks now, which has led to an increasing problem of police brutality and corruption, or have it that the police are being too heavily restricted and so a few have chosen to turn toward more ‘unorthodox’ methods of crime fighting out of frustration. Pick one and go with it.

Then there’s the Seventh Kavalry. Again, not a bad idea. In fact I love it. A white supremacist cult that’s taken Rorschach’s journal as gospel and have banded together out of a fear of being sidelined in a more liberal world. Very relevant and very interesting. Except... well... there’s not an awful lot to it, is there? In the original graphic novel, there was no clear bad guy. Ozymandias believed he was doing the ultimate good by killing millions of people to save the world, and everyone reluctantly went along with it. It was morally complicated. This, not so much. They’re unambiguously evil. The end. So what? What is there to discuss? It just feels lacking compared to the graphic novel and it runs the risk of creating a conflict that’s too clear cut. Obviously we’re going to end up siding with the cops, regardless of what they do, because the alternative is objectively bad. Hopefully Lindelof is going somewhere with this, but I’d be remiss if I didn’t say I was slightly concerned.

So on the whole, would I say I enjoyed this first episode? Well... I’d say I did, but with reservations. There’s some good characters and ideas that could be interesting to explore and develop, but its execution feels a little shaky in places. Hopefully the episodes to come will offer further clarity.

#it's summer and we're running out of ice #watchmen #watchmen hbo #damon lindelof #dc #hbo #review #spoilers

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inevitably-johnlocked · 4 years

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hi steph! know of any fics where sherlock dates someone else and john gets jealous and confesses his feelings?

Hi Nonny!

AHHHHHHH Okay, so I have this weird thing where I have a hard time reading fics where Sherlock is dating someone else, LOL, because I’m garbage. I dunno why… the closest I can get is fics with Victor Trevor in them as a “replacement” or “past bf” D: I’m so sorry I’m useless in this regard… Methinks these lists may help you out a bit? :)

MY FIC LISTS:

Jealous John

Jealous John Pt. 2 and Jealous Sherlock Pt 2

Jealous John Pt 3 and Jealous Sherlock Pt 3

Jealous John and Sherlock Pt. 4

ALEXX’S LISTS

John is Jealous of Victor Trevor

Victor Trevor Appears

MORE Victor Trevor/Sherlock (Part 2)

Jealous John

Sherlock with Other Men

John thinks of Sherlock with Other Men

EDIT: ACTUALLY NONNY, I just found an offline list in my folders that I think you will like; I’ve been waiting to post it anyway :P I hope this is good :D

VICTOR TREVOR / VICTOR IS SHERLOCK’S PAST FRIEND (S4)

Unforgiven by 221b_hound (M, 4,721 w., 1 Ch. || Marriage Proposal, Victor Trevor, Jealous / Protective John, Jealous Sherlock, Sherlock’s Past) – Sherlock’s latest case is for his ex boyfriend, the brilliant and handsome Professor Victor Trevor. John is not too happy about that. But things aren’t what they seem, an old friend of John’s is involved in the case, and John has a few surprises up his sleeve. Also - a proposal! Part 16 of Unkissed

Laid Bare by esplanade (T, 6,529 w., 1 Ch. || Romance, Fluff, Pining, Angst) – “I suppose it comes as no surprise that I always rather detested grand romantic gestures. They struck me as unnecessary and contrived, feeble attempts at desperately holding together relationships, most of which should have been allowed to fall apart.”

I can’t pretend by Salambo06 (E, 7,692 w., 1 Ch. || Fake Relationship, Victor Trevor, Jealous John, Miscommunications, Bed Sharing, Love Confessions, First Kiss/Time, Anal, BJs) – They had arrived more than a hour ago, and the moment they had walked inside the hotel reception, John had understood why Sherlock hadn’t wanted to come. Two men, posh suits and expensive watches on their wrists, had come to greet them with sharp remarks and badly hidden mockery, and John had seen red. Sherlock hadn’t said anything, mostly ignoring the two men entirely, and without thinking twice about it, John had slid an arm around Sherlock’s waist and introduced himself as his husband.

My Life for His by QuinnAnderson (E, 8,816 w., 1 Ch. || Guardian/Protector, Greek Mythology || Growing Up, Sex, Religious Themes, Suicide, Minor Character Death) – It began when Sherlock was eight, and he attempted to climb all the way up to the highest branch in the old willow tree in his back garden. He’d thought he was still small enough that it could support him, but the second he’d grabbed hold of it to pull himself up, the branch snapped, and down he went, plummeting a solid twenty metres. The odd thing was, he never actually hit the ground.

Illogical, even. by magikspell (E, 9,119 w., 1 Ch. || Grey-Ace Sherlock, Character Study, Growing Up, Victor Trevor, Romance, First Time/Kiss, Sherlock-centric) – Five reasons Sherlock never believed in love and one reason he does now.

I’m content as we are (but) by inqui (The_Circus) (E, 13,086 w., 1 Ch. || Jealous John, UST/RST, Pining, Victor Trevor, Minor Whump, First Kiss / Time, Misunderstandings) – In which John Watson sees something unusual, becomes jealous, and makes too much of a small thing as an old friend of Sherlock’s shows up in the middle of a case.

Say For Me, Love by MirabileLectu (T, 13,147 w., 1 Ch. || UST, First Kiss, Drama, Pining John, Victor Trevor) – If you had asked John this morning what the result of his quiet afternoon at home would be, discovering a truth about Sherlock’s past startling enough to shift the foundations of their friendship would not have been his first guess. So naturally, that was what was bound to happen.

Let’s Make a Bed Out in the Rain by theimprobable1 (M, 17,664 w., 11 Ch. || Pining Sherlock, Angst & Fluff, First Kiss, Unrequited, Jealous Sherlock, Protective Sherlock) – John is devastated after his long-term girlfriend leaves him. Sherlock helps him through it.

That Partitioning of the Things of Youth by wearitcounts (E, 35,353 w., 7 Ch. || Humour and Angst, Post-TRF, Fake Relationship, UST / RST, Friends to Lovers, Jealous John) – Victor Trevor is in town, and nobody’s happy.

(Never) Turn Your Back to the Sea by DiscordantWords (M, 39,968 w., 7 Ch. || Post S4 Fix It || Grief / Mourning, Victor Trevor, Friendship, Sherlock is Not Okay, Nightmares/Flashbacks/Panic Attacks, Parentlock, Pining Sherlock, Angst with Happy Ending, John Comes Home) – Baker Street is very much the same. Only different. And Sherlock is just trying not to drown.

Resistivity and Relative Charge by liriodendron (E, 41,750 w., 8 Ch. || Synesthesia, Angst, Case Fic, Romance, Est. Rel., Homophobia, Religious Content, Victor Trevor, Mild Jealous John, Mild John Whump) – In which Sherlock Holmes meets an old acquaintance, John Watson doesn’t enjoy a trip to the country quite as much as he thought he would, and the past absolutely refuses to stay where it belongs. Part 3 of Conductivity

Sacré Coeur by Mamaorion (M, 95,236 w., 27 Ch. || S4 Fix It Rewrite, First Kiss, UST / RST, Eventual Happy Ending, Coming Out, Holmes Family, Marriage Proposal, Husbands, Healing, Evil Mary, Beekeeping, Caretaker Sherlock, Mind Palace, Alzheimer’s Disease, Protective / Big Brother Mycroft, TD-12) – In this s4 fixit, John must piece together the gaps in his altered memory if he and Sherlock are to face the terror that has plagued Sherlock since childhood. As they untangle the web, seven years of hidden love ignite. (TO READ)

A Further Sea by i_ship_an_armada & ShinySherlock (E, 125,492 w., 23 Ch. || Historical Pirates AU || Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Doctor John / Pirate Captain Sherlock, Sailing, UST / RST, Masturbation, Action / Adventure, Mild Angst & Peril, Romance, Shaving, Molly/Janine, Bottomlock, Hand / Blow Jobs, Past Drug Use, Slow Burn, Mild Violence, Happy Ending) – Here be a tale of adventure for both body and soul, but beware if ye be not of stout heart, for this be piratelock, ya savvy? Luckless ship’s surgeon John Watson takes a chance, and finds himself eye to eye with The Ghost, the scourge of the seven seas and a definite thorn in the side of the blaggard, James Moriarty. But when John finds there’s more to this most cunning pirate than be meetin’ the eye, he has to choose… is it a pirate’s life for him?

Colors by Quesarasara (E, 140,537 w., 17 Ch. || Pleasantville-Inspired AU || Soulmates, Colour Bonds, Alternating POV, Angst, Fluff, Pining, Case Fic, Medical Procedures) – Everyone on earth is born with eyes that see in black, white, and an endless series of greys. When you meet your soulmate, you finally see the world in color. We’re all searching for the person who brings color to our lives. John and Sherlock are no exception. Part 1 of The Colors ‘Verse

SHERLOCK AND OTHER MEN

Nothing to Make a Song About by emmagrant01 (E, 36,833 w., 10 Ch. || Post-TRF, First Time, Reunion, Jealous John, Pining Sherlock, Romance, Angst with Happy Ending) – When Sherlock returned from his faked death, John could not forgive him for the deception and broke off their friendship. Ten years later, John returns to London in search of yet another new beginning. Sherlock, not surprisingly, is waiting.

Drawn to Stars by Silvergirl (E, 66,392 + w., 42/56 Ch. || WiP || S4 Compliant to TLD / TFP Doesn’t Exist, Sherlock’s Italian Adventure, Jealous John, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, First Kiss/Time, Idiots in Love, Angst with Happy Ending) – After the Culverton Smith case Sherlock is clean, working, and looking for a romantic partner—since John has told him that’s what he needs. Shame John didn’t mention he was interested in that role himself, before Sherlock went off to Rome with a gorgeous Italian copper to try to fall in love and become a complete human being. (MARKED FOR LATER / TO READ)

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #victor trevor #my fic recs #Anonymous #jealous john #johnlock and other people #fic rec sunday

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apriki · 4 years

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RISE OF SKYWALKER

IT HAS BEEN SEEN MY FRIENDS... LET’S GO

IT WAS A LOVE STORY ALL ALONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU. GUYS. I AM SO... ALIVE RIGHT NOW I

okay that opening scrawl i laughed so hard... THE DEAD SPEAK!!

‘supreme leader kylo ren’ will never not be funny

OKAY OPENING WITH KYLO I SCREAMED.... HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO EXPLAIN TO YOU.... HOW MUCH

okay and his ruthless hell bent search for this silly macguffin.... we love a demonic legend

and ALSO his determination to kill the past!!!!!! HE HAS LITERALLY BEEN CIRCLING THIS THE WHOLE SERIES

look, i am biased because kylo is my favourite and he has been the one thing that’s been consistently written and done across this trilogy and i’m very spoiled because i got everything i wanted here

but KYLO REN. KYLO REN!!!!!!!!!!!

laughed my ASS off at the snoke in the tube and palpatine being like ‘surprise bitch.... bet you thought you’d seen the last of me’

laughed decidedly LESS at ‘i’ve been every voice you’ve ever heard in your head’

look this isn’t going to be a review.... just my thoughts really and this decidedly isn’t a comparison with the last jedi which it seems like everyone wants to do in a weird victorious kind of way

but kylo killing snoke/his abuser in tlj was a terrifying powerful moment to watch and i loved it fiercely and still do, and for kylo to see that he hadn’t done that at all.... and that evil still abides.... fucking nightmare, honestly

and that’s when i started getting a feeling in the back of my head because look he is so determined to kill the past

(let the past die)

that he will kill himself as well to do it. that has always been kylo’s character since the very beginning. SO!!!!!

also the structural integrity of palp’s hideaway.... not great

palps: kill rey heh heh

kylo: i am absolutely not gonna do that but okay

omfg when kylo was like ME AND MY KNIGHTS OF REN ARE GOING HUNTING

i cannot explain to you how HILARIOUS the knights of ren are to me

they do nothing! they say nothing! they just stand around and look stupid in their stupid helmets..... i laughed every single time they were on screen

it’s like kylo’s uselessness manifests into what 6? 7 more useless things. the Knights of Ren

‘we’re going hunting’ are you TWELVE YEARS OLD

this film felt like it was going a million miles an hour, all the time, and that started for me in that first scene in the falcon which was going all over the place? for some reason?

anyway THERE’S A MOLE IN THE FIRST ORDER and i know it is hux but i kind of wanted it to be kylo on the side.... though i know he is not capable of any such subterfuge. about as subtle as a wrecking ball... and my SON

loved the comraderie with poe and finn. i liked the lived-in feeling of the relationships between the rebellion characters this time around

felt like they had that new alien dude in the falcon for no reason and for two seconds like... why

(to sell toys, of course. the same reason why they have a new tiny droid)

but that of course is just the first in a long line of new and underdeveloped characters in this movie. but you know what? i can accept this because the core emotional story was strong and also, it’s star wars? a big sprawling mess is what it has always, always been. ANYWHOMST

REY IN THE FOREST LEVITATING!!!!

the white outfit!!! how at one she is with nature??? SORRY IT WAS BEAUTIFUL

and okay the specific framing of rey and rey’s power in this movie as not only a part of the force but so specifically as a woman using the force... like the power of empathy! the power of healing!!! IT WAS BEAUTIFUL WHATEVER

when she called leia her MASTER? MY HEART

THE POWER OF WOMEN!!!

on the flip side, doesn’t it kind of feel like poe has a problem with women?

like as soon as he started riffing with rey i was like GET A JOB STAY AWAY FROM HER

but in hindsight i feel kind of better about them and their interactions... more on that later

FINN! finn in this movie was WONDERFUL

(except it annoyed me how they had the whole ‘there’s something i want to say to you’ and never had him say it... like even if he was going to say he loved rey okay just don’t leave it hanging like that?)

FORCE FUCKING SENSITIVE!!!!!!

look i really think they did they best they could with a really difficult job in incorporating leia and previous footage into this movie. it wouldn’t have felt right without her and the scenes were a bit clunky but again, a very very difficult thing to do

LEIA AND REY’S RELATIONSHIP..... MY HEART HURTS

i love that rey’s storyline has depth and motivation and kylo’s storyline is literally revolving around rey like she’s the sun

like i literally love this. MORE OF THIS!!!

FORCE BOND STILL EXISTSSSSSSSS

KNEW IT CALLED IT CLAIMED IT LOVE IT

the soft gasp rey does whenever kylo is about to show up for forceskype i love this song

the knights of ren standing around while kylo’s helmet got fixed omfg they are the stupidesttttt

kylo: maybe i don’t want to wear the helmet

the knights of ren: maybe shut the fuck up

Let’s Go To Burning Man

i actually kind of liked seeing these people doing their own cool cultural thing. like again this movie went at lightspeed but i did enjoy that. what’s better than this? just aliens being dudes

when rey talked to that little girl and she asked her last name i was like LOLLLL HERE WE GOOOOOOOO

as soon as lando showed up it was like ‘oh it’s lando’

‘i offered you my hand’

‘I’LL OFFER YOU MY HAND AGAIN’

WHY DID HE SAY THIS... LIKE IT WAS A PROPOSAL

I WAS SCREECHING SORRY... WOW.

i have never really found C3PO funny but um he was going off in this movie... when they all looked at him and then he looked away I CACKLED

and the mind wipe like whew man... one day we’re gonna have a conversation about Droids And The Uncomfortable Conclusions About Droids in these movies

but also, i wish they’d had the guts to stick with it and not restore his memory because, what a symbol for the past dying and the end of a saga? like 3PO has been there since the start!! the star wars live in his memory banks ???? and R2 as well i suppose

don’t think too long about this cause then you realise that for some reason they’re still using like 80 year old iphones and R2 and 3PO should be decommissioned for scraps

WHEN HE TOOK THE NECKLACE OFF HER I FOUND IT HOT I FOUND IT SEXY I FOUND IT UMMMM

the sand was a cool visual thing but then THE SNAKE

it felt so GREEK HERO MYTH but then rey stops the script!!

AND DOESN’T FIGHT IT

AND SHE HEALS IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

as soon as rey healed that snake i was like

‘kylo ren is that snake’

blah blah dagger blah

the sith language and being forbidden actually interests me. i want more proper sith lore

basically i want a revan and bastila movie. make it so

keri russell was WASTED in this movie

but that one scene with her and rey where they had Mutual Respect was so much better and more important than anything she did with poe

poe is like... sure i guess. i mean i liked him better in this movie than tlj and i liked him more as the movie when on but hmmst

but hey if i get to have a kylo then the poe people can have i poe. i begrudge no one

except, uh.... hux people. y’all really got done this movie huh. ouch

double as bad cause there was literally no point to the new general character. should have just been hux and then had him die in the final battle?

but i laughed when he was like ‘i don’t want you to WIN. i want kylo to LOSE’

THAT’S KING PETTY

omfg when kylo was like ‘where are you’ and then saw the vader mask and was like ‘oh you’re in my room’

SCREECHED

KYLO’S EVIL BOARD MEETING

LAUGHED MY ASS OFF

WHEN HE SMACKED THAT DUDE TO THE ROOF

sorry the first order is a startup. not even an ‘evil’ one especially because they’re all just a bit evil

when kylo reacted to that guy saying ‘we should take more children’ and the small thread winding through this movie about children being indoctrinated and rey and ben stopping THAT cycle.. important to me and i wish it had been bigger but i was glad it was there

all kylo did in the first half of this movie was chase after his girlfriend and tell her how they were meant to be together and that he wasn’t going to kill her even though he should. i love one stupid man

kylo flying his ship at rey deliberately wanting to ‘push her’ and her jumping over it and crashing the whole damn thing

and then him just getting up and walking out of the wreck not a scratch on him

like some kind of hero in a romance novel in his stupid cape lmfaoaoooo... you love to see it

THE PUSH/PULL WITH THE TRANSPORT?

THEIR POWERRRRRR

and then rey with her fuckin LIGHTNING

as soon as that happened i was like, oh lol rey palps then....

but also, THE LOOK OF WONDER BUT ALSO VICTORY ON KYLO’S FACE

ADAM DRIVER SIR

okay to be honest the whole soujourn to the like space swiss village is kind of a blur to me

keri russell was wasted, did i say that already?

although okay that bit when poe was like ‘were you a stormtrooper? were you a scavenger?’ maybe give him his rights

when kylo said WE’RE TWO PARTS OF THE SAME BEING

A DYAD

TWO WHO ARE AS ONE

two? WHO ARE? AS ONEEEEEE

NEITHER WHOLE WITHOUT THE MOTHERFUCKING OTHER I

‘i never lied to you’ AND HE NEVER HAS AND NEVER FUCKING DIDDD!!!!!

all the stormtroopers getting knocked back and kylo steadying himself with the force lol... it’s these little things ok

JODIE COMER?

rEy PaLpAtInE

I LAUGHED MY ASSSS OFFFFFFF

like... sure jj. sure

look, i have always understood and respected the choice to make rey ‘nobody’ (like anakin was! the force just makes who it needs to create the balance!) but if rey was going to be anyone i guess.... this is the best choice?

and i think there IS merit in the story going from ‘person burdened with legacy vs person with no legacy’ to ‘person with a legacy of good turning evil and person with a legacy of evil turning good’

i gotta think longer and more about this but. besides its inherent silliness i do not hate this ‘twist’

this movie jumped from planet to planet like a ping pong ball! it felt a bit jarring but my mum pointed out that the galaxy IS big and they’ve never really done this before and i was like hmmm Points Were Made

THE FIGHT ON THE OLD DEATH STAR

KYLO DODGING REY’S SWIPES AND NOT EVEN PULLING HIS SABER UNTIL HE HAD TO

THEN ONLY FIGHTING DEFENSIVELY

and her DESPERATION

ALMOST LIKE SHE’S FIGHTING HERSELF

BECAUSE THEY ARE TWO HALVES! OF ONE WHOLE!

and then oh my god

‘you can’t go back to her (leia). just like i can’t’

and the VICTORY in his eyes and the acknowledgment of the truth in hers

because THEY ARE THE SSSAAAAAAMMMMMMMMEEEE

when rey SCREECHED and force threw finn back.... oh fuck

(sidebar the way finn was so determinedly THERE for rey this whole movie... even when she said about the sith throne... his faith in her didn’t waver im verklempt)

WHEN HE DISAPPEARED AND REY LOOKED BACK HORRIFIED

because he can’t go! because the fight is what they have and what she’s clinging on to!

AND THEN HE WALKED UP OUT THE WATTTTEERRRRRRRRR

absolute romantic nonsense.

AND THEN

SHE KILLED HIM

SHE KILLED HIM!!!!!!

SHE KILLED KYLO REN WITH HIS OWN DAMN CRUCIFIX SWORD

I COULD NOT

BE LEEEEAAAF

THIS HAS BEEN MY DREAM ENDGAME SINCE THE START AND IT’S HERE TWO THIRDS THROUGH THE FUCKING LAST MOVIE?

A GIFT. LICH RALLY A GIFT TO MEEEEE

leia gave her LIFE for her SON I...

this was the only moment in the movie where i started to get some tears cause like... IT WAS JUST SO MUCH

AND REY.... TOOK LEIA’S ENERGY THROUGH THE FORCE...

AND SHE PUT HER HANDS ON HIM

AND SHE HEALED HIM

SHE’S A SCAVENGER

SHE FIXES BROKEN THINGGGGSSSSS

HE DIED BECAUSE SHE KILLED HIM

AND HE LIVES BECAUSE SHE HEALED HIM...

WHEN. WILL. YOUR. FAVES?????????

‘I WANTED TO TAKE YOUR HAND. BEN’S HAND’

take my hand? take my whole life too

IIRENGOWENRGKLJEWNGFKJBKJBKJBKJLB

ALL THE BEAUTIFUL WINDSWEPT CLOSE UP SHOTS OF KYLO’S BEAUTIFUL WINDSWEPT FACE IN THIS MOVIE. I WAS BREATHLESS

KYLO STNADING ON THE EDGE OF THAT SEA WITH THE WIND GOING AND HIS LEG OUT LIKE THE STUPID BYRONIC HERO HE IS

HEATHCLIFF? HEATHCLIFF ON THE MOOR?

HAN’S HAND ON BEN’S FACE

HE CALLED HIM. DAD

‘kylo ren is dead’

OHHHHHH BABBBBYYYYYY

look i loved the crossguard saber but i understood why it had to go

and like ben shedding the persona he had built as a defence mechanism... rey killed that part of him? powerful too powerful

i know i have rose coloured glasses because i care about the core story of kylo/rey enough and i’m passionate enough about it but okay the way they are entwined with one another on the journey to identity is the greatest thing a silly blockbuster series has maybe ever given me

it’s tam lin. IT’S FAIRY TALE NONSENSE AND I LOVE IT

i 100% know in my bones they wanted the scene with han to be leia but they obviously couldnt have that so that was fine. when ben turned his head around and heard her and felt her.... DONT LOOK AT ME

the most emotional moment in this movie was when chewie heard about leia and broke down and collapsed and screamed

us too buddy. damn

rey stealing kylo’s ship and yeeting away lmfao

and when she went back to ach-to and burned it and was like IM STAYING HERE 4EVA >:(

she’s literally the exact same stupid reckless as kylo and i love

rose was wasted in this movie. very annoying

i DID laugh when they said ‘we should pull a holdo manoeuvre’ like of course that’s the one thing jj took from tlj. ohhhh jj

loved finn meeting the ex stormtrooper lady. i always felt like the one weakness of tlj is that it dropped this thread of finn’s indoctrination that i thought was being woven alongside rey and kylo’s issues with their childhoods in force awakens. the look of wonder on his face when she said that the whole battalion defected.... and saying the force lead them to do it like it lead him... and you could see john boyega feeling that with his whole heart!!!

i laughed at palps’ fleet of star destroyers that like all have death star capabilities now? so dumb

and also, a star destroyer is basically an aircraft carrier.... do you think the people who make star wars realise the empire is america? no...??? alright imma head out

missed opportunity for a shot of jar jar or a gungan when the galaxy fleet showed up like those towboats at dunkirk. to be HONEST

where did sheev palps find that stadium of goons? are they on retainer?

yeah so palpatine’s lair is the underworld and rey is eurydice and ben is orpheus. YEAH. YEAHHHHHHHHH

LEIA WAS TRAINED AS A MFING JEDI

THAT FLASHBACK WAS EVERYTHING FUCK

LEIA’S SABER!!!!!!!!!

i have Questions about leia ‘seeing her son dying at the end of her journey’ like ?

BUT HER PUTTING AWAY THE SABER TO PROTECT BEN!!!!

THIS FAMILY

fuck. benjy solo in that jumper.... USING A BLASTER LIKE HIS DAD.....

THE X WING AND THE TIE FIGHTER PARKED NEXT TO EACH OTHER!!!!!!!!!

PALPATINE CALLING THEIR BOND ‘AS POWERFUL AS LIFE AND THE FORCE ITSELF’

NOT FOR GENERATIONS HAS THEIR BEEN A DYAD LIKE THEM!!!

FUCKING

DESTINED

BITCH

THEY ARE EACH OTHER’S DESTINY? WOW SORRY.... WOWOWOOWOOWOWOOWOWOW

ben versus his idiot knights of ren.... yeah i love my son

sorry rey had a vision of her AND kylo sitting on the throne but the throne is.... one seat? what are the logistics here? her on his lap? him on her lap? both of them sitting on an armrest like awkward kids taking a photo with santa?

I THOUGHT ABOUT THIS FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES COMPLETELY DISTRACTED

THE LITTLE SHRUG BEN DID WHEN HE GOT THE LIGHTSABER AND WAS LIKE ‘YEAH SORRY NOW YOU’RE GONNA DIE’

I SCREAMED. IM LOVE HIM

rey giving ben the saber through the force bond!!

ACROSS SPACE??? LOVE THAT TRANSCENDS THE WORLD

palpatine taking, SPECIFICALLY, the power of rey and kylo’s BOND to strengthen himself because it is THE STRONGEST THING IN THE FUCKING UNIVERSE???????? CANONICALLY????????

REY AND BEN FIGHTING WITH LUKE AND LEIA’S SABERS

FUCKING... I FUCKING....

when palps like flicked ben away sorry i laughed... i mean i was like REALLY? FOR THE BIG FINALE HE’S GONE? but i understood why and that rey is the hero etc etc

THE JEDI SPEAKING TO REY! OBI WAN! QUI GON FUCKIN JINN

yoda is there too

AND THE POWER OF THE JEDI FLOWING THROUGH HER!!!!!

god her power.... SHE AMAZES MEEEE

(initially i thought ben was gonna kill palps for rey because of the whole The Sith Live in My Killer thing and then she’d have to kill him but HOISTED ON HIS OWN PETARDDD)

palpatine:

and the power was too much and it killed her ooooof

(the power of being a legacy... of channeling all that has some before!!! these movies get so ridiculously meta sometimes. best believe we’ll talk about THIS)

BUT HERE COMES BEN

BENJY BOYYYYY

his hair JUST long enough to be scraggly and devastating

literally dragging a broken leg

ADAM DRIVERS PHYSICALITY IN THESE MOVIES (WELL ALWAYS) (BUT SPECIFICALLY IN THIS ROLE)

and he knows

WHAT HE HAS TO DOOOO

HE FINALLY FOUND SOMETHING HE LOVED ENOUGH TO DIE FOR

I JUST CAN’T BELIEVE THIS

when he held her body holy shit... HOLY SHIT, GUYS

FULL CIRCLE????CVMSDFJNVDSLKFJVLDKJFVLKJDBFV

A PIETA.... A FUCKING PIETA

OH MY GOD THIS MOVIE

and his heartbroken face.... stumbling back to her... oh my good goddd

and then

‘I KNOW WHAT I HAVE TO DO BUT I’M AFRAID TO DO IT’

HE DIED FOR HER

HE GAVE.... HIS LIFE..... FOR HER.....

I CANNOT BE LIEVE THISSSSSS

HE GAVE UP HIS LIFE!!!!! HIS FUCKING LIFE!!!

he fought.... his whole life.... and he gave it up....

THAT’S LOVE? THAT’S FUCKING TRUE LOVE HOLLYL SKDJBVDKBF

REVAN AND BASTILA!!!!! REVAN AND BASTILA!!!1

and then she was alive again!!! ROMEO AND JULIET OKAY WOW

AND

THEY

KISSED

I’M SORRY I DID FREAK THE FUCK OUT

HIS SOFT EYES

(super spoilery shot coming up here but)

OH MY GOD

FOR FUCK’S

SAKE.

i’m sure people will be mad about how little kylo like... talked in this movie but like sorry this was perfect

she saved his life! and she saved the world! and he quietly gave his life to her, for her?

this humble act of love? PURE LOVE?

WHAT WONDERFUL AND TERRIBLE THINGS THEY ARE CAPABLE OF.

THAT THEY PUSH EACH OTHER TO

THIS TRILOGY WAS MADE FOR ME AND ONLY ME. THERE’S NO OTHER EXPLANATION

and her look of JOY and she said, ‘BEN’

look. i have been on the record for YEARS as saying my dream endgame would be for rey to kill kylo and for him to be forceghost with her always

AND SOMEHOW UMMMM THIS IS BETTER?

1. SHE DID! KILL HIM! AND THEN BROUGHT HIM BACK

2. AND THEN HE WILLINGLY DIED FOR HER?

3. AND NOW SHE CARRIES HIM WITH HER ALWAYS??????

when his body faded and leia’s did too..... wo OOOOOOOOOOWWWW

SHE TOOK

HIS FUGGIN

LAST NAMMMEMELRKNWELKJBNLKJBFLKJBFKLRBJKLERJB

I’M SORRY THIS MOVIE WAS MADE FOR ME. KYLO REN WAS BREWED UP F O R MEEEEEEE

listen. there is a video game where a lady’s boyfriend gets killed and his soul goes into a sword and she carries the sword around with her

THAT IS THE RISE OF SKYWALKER

I CARRY YOUR HEART I CARRY IT IN MY HEART BITCH??????

THE FUCKING ORANGE SABER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and look. ben’s story is allowed to be just about rey and rey’s is allowed to be bigger than just him. that’s EQUALITY. that’s JUSTICE

look i know it’s very douchey of me but i wrote this paragraph about a character of mine in a book i wrote and it is like..... LIKE IT’S JUST KYLO REN OKAY

he was never gonna be someone who could settle down and live like a quiet life of monkhood or whatever luke was doin on ach-to....

okay when finn poe and rey hugged at the end okay I DID FEEL SOMETHING IN MY COLD DEAD HEART

FINN JUST LOVES THEM! SO MUCH! THERE IS SO MUCH LOVE IN THAT BOY’S HEART

and probably up until that moment i hadn’t really cared about having a Trio in the new movies like we had han and leia and luke but that hug had me feeling like... okay... Friendship IS Great

okay back to kylo, i tweeted this but i’ll repeat here: my favourite arc in media has always been snape’s, to me it is the perfect ‘redemption’ arc (and yes this will make people scrunchy-nosed angry, so i will point out: redemption to me has always meant redemption in the eyes of the reader/viewer, not in-world, this is true for anakin/vader too, who also has a nearly flawless ‘redemption’ arc) but now it’s kylo solo ren ben

I LOVE HIM. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I CAN’T STAND IT A LITTLE

HE FELL IN LOVE? AND IT SAVED HIM

HE WAS LOST AND HE FOUND HIS OTHER HALF

AND HE DIED BECAUSE SHE WAS STRONG ENOUGH TO CARRY IT ALL

CARRY THE LEGACY WHEN HE COULDN’T!!!

IT’S JUST SOSSOOSOOSOSOOSSO

i want a funko pop of ben in his comfy jumper running to fuck sheev palps the fuck up

i don’t even LIKE funko pops

naboo has a lot to answer for. literally all of these problems come from naboo

sure this movie was a big ole mess and i surely can’t wait for the good old disk horse

but i’m riding this high for as long as i can

because it was always about LOVE! LOVE CAN IGNITE THE STARS

so sure, this movie pandered terribly. but i am one of the people it pandered to and i am HAPPY INDEED

remember when maz kanata was like ‘your parents aren’t coming back but there is someone who still could’ YEAH IT WAS BEN!!!!!

#star wars #star wars spoilers #rise of skywalker spoilers #SPOILERS

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alleiradayne · 4 years

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Cowboys and Angels

A COCKLES X READER RPF SERIES

Filming for the last season of Supernatural is underway and Y/N, long-time set photographer, finds herself the center of attention for two of her co-workers, Misha Collins and Jensen Ackles. A roller-coaster of emotions ensues over the year as the three of them attempt to balance work, the end of an era, and experimental love.

Part III - Mutual

Summary: A night at the club Warnings/Tags: Fluff, flirting, sex, threesome, voyeurism, light bondage. Characters/Pairings: Misha Collins/Female Reader, Jensen Ackles watching Word Count: 4,509 A/N: Once again, please assume everyone involved is consenting and polyamorous. No spouse hate. No wife hate. No Cockles hate. No Misha hate. No hate whatsoever. If you don’t like RPF, don’t read it, and don’t complain to me about it. Update: The oh-so-lovely @atc74 made this stellar aesthetic for me in hopes that it wouldn’t get the Tumblr Ban Hammer™. Let’s test it.

It wasn't as though Vancouver's nightlife lacked anything Y/N had hoped to find that weekend. But when the SUV lumbered to a halt in front of the club, a chill numbed her toes and fingers as a sinking sensation soured her stomach.

Beside Y/N, Jensen’s gaze drifted from the window to hers. Too pretty by half, the neon lights glowed an eerie blue green in his eyes. When he remained silent, she asked, “Are you sure about this?”

“Yeah, we come here all the time,” he reassured as he opened his door and stepped from the truck. “Misha’s already here, got us a booth.”

Already there? How much had they planned that evening? Y/N shook her head as his door slammed shut. She opened hers with a pop of the handle, and Jensen held out his hand as he held the door wide for her. “Do you…” She paused to focus on her step, her hand in Jensen's surprisingly smooth palm. “Why a booth?”

“Safe spot to catch a breather,” he explained as he offered his arm. When she took it, he smiled. “Or some privacy.”

Privacy. Why would they…

Shit.

“I think I need to make a couple clarifications,” she said.

Jensen waved at the bouncer as he led them through the doorway. “Lay it on me, darlin’.”

Darlin’.

The clubs thundering bass hardly drowned out her racing heart. “I’m… nervous. You probably have some expectations and I—”

“What kind of expectations?” Jensen asked he navigated the crowded bar.

“The sexual kind. To be honest, I thought you weren’t interested,” Y/N said as she followed him up to the bar. “Misha, on the other hand…”

A bewildered shake of his head preceded Jensen's feigned offense as he navigated through the club. His laughter followed hot on the heels of her shock, overpowering the club’s thumping music, and his bright smile washed away her concerns. “I am interested, but I would never presume such a thing. And I think you know me better than that.”

Relief, saccharin sweet, soothed the knots in her stomach. “I do,” she replied, “but I had to get it off my chest.”

“Oh, you got it off your chest alright,” he quipped as his eyes flicked down and back up. “Misha?”

The bartender interrupted her thought before it reached her lips. With their drinks ordered and the bartender busied, Y/N spoke. “Sure. Didn’t realize it was mutual.”

“It is,” Jensen said as he slid a credit card across the bar and waved to the bartender. Drinks in hand, he motioned her towards the rear of the club. “It’s not like Misha to be forward.”

She sidestepped a gathering of young co-eds crowding the door into the dance room. “So, he sends you to do the dirty work?”

Jensen’s hearty chuckle echoed through her chest like the muted bass from the club. “This is a first for us. It might not work. It might be a complete disaster. No expectations. We will do whatever you’re comfortable with.”

Whatever she was comfortable with. She sipped from her drink to let the thought settle. “I think I’m okay with that.”

Before they crossed the threshold into the dance room, the span of Jensen’s hand smoothed along her spine to the small of her back. The nearness of him enraptured her, his breath hot on her ear as he said. “No rush. If you change your mind, just let us know.”

Betrayed by a shiver, Y/N did her best to maintain her composure. She opened her mouth to respond but a wall of sound drowned her out as they entered the club’s main dance room. She looked over her shoulder and Jensen pointed to the far corner of the club, across the crowded dance floor. The warmth of his free hand enveloped her palm as their fingers laced together, and she led the way.

True to his word, a row of private booths, shielded from the club’s massive speakers, sat hidden behind a large wall through a curtained entryway. All of them were empty but for one, where Misha sat and spoke with an employee of the club. But then his eyes slid to hers and Y/N felt the world lurch to a sudden halt as that muted blue pierced her gaze. His bright smile spread across his full lips as he slipped from the booth with a quick apology to the club employee, then greeted Y/N with open arms.

The gap in time between spotting Misha and crossing the space to his table raced to catch up with her, snapped forward like a rubber band stretched too far. His warmth washed over her in a wave of reality as he embraced her in a confident hug, tender as he was firm. And then, as he held her out at arm’s length, his gaze consumed her, head to toe and back.

“Don't you clean up something fierce.”

Though the compliment was appreciated, Y/N scoffed as she gave Misha a playful shove. “Shut up.”

“He's not wrong,” Jensen added with a teasing touch at the small of her back. “When you opened the door at your apartment…” He shook his head. “I thought I had the wrong address for a second.” He grinned as he looked her up and down as Misha had. “But then I realized it had to be you. Nobody on set has legs like that anymore.”

“Well, nobody except for me,” Misha teased. “Which, if you’re lucky, you might see later.”

“Wow,” Y/N said as she regarded Jensen. “Is he always that awful?”

“Yeah, I've gotten used to it. I hardly notice it anymore.” He sipped from his drink, then set it on the table. “Should we get out on the floor?”

Y/N followed Jensen’s lead and took a long pull from her drink. “Sooner the better, I’m not going to last long in these shoes.”

As Misha took her hand, a shiver ran down her spine. “I’ll take care of those later. If you would like.”

Jensen led them back to the dance floor and Misha followed, Y/N by his side. “Is that an invitation?”

“It is,” he started. “But only if you’re sure.”

She regarded Jensen over her shoulder. “What about…”

“Jensen knows he’s more than welcome,” Misha said.

Jensen shrugged as they rounded the corner to the dance floor, and she regarded him. “Up to you, Y/N,” he said over the thunderous music.

Several hundred questions tumbled through her racing mind, hardly able to process it all. Instead, she listened to her heart, and she made her decision with surprising ease. A wordless nod, vigorous in her intent, informed them both.

A devious grin spread across Jensen’s lips as he pulled her onto the dance floor and into his arms. The shock of his lips at her ear jolted down her back and straight to her core as he spoke.

“I’ll watch.”

Fuck.

The hours drained through her fingers like water. At first, only a trickle managed to escape, but after a few drinks and several songs, all concept of time ceased to exist. For Y/N, she knew three things: music, Jensen, and Misha.

Make that four.

Dancing, music, Jensen, and Misha.

It wasn’t until Jensen dragged them both to the front door that Y/N noticed the late hour. “I haven’t danced that long in ages. College, probably.”

Outside, the SUV awaited them. Misha climbed in and slumped into the spacious backseat. “So, like three years ago?”

“Misha, how old do you think I am?” she asked as she clamored in beside him.

Jensen chuckled as he followed. “Don’t answer, it’s a trap.”

A devious gleam in Misha’s eye defied Jensen’s warning. He leaned close, his lips on her ear and whispered. “Old enough.”

“Okay, that’s just creepy,” Y/N said as she shoved him away.

Jensen’s barking laugh filled the cavernous truck. “See, I told you, any answer is the wrong one.”

Y/N rounded on him. “That is entirely untrue.”

She was about to continue when Misha whispered under his breath, and Y/N barely caught him. When she turned back to him, the driver pulled the SUV away from the club and headed down the road towards Misha’s apartment. “How do you know that?”

“I know quite a few birthdays on our crew,” Misha stated.

Y/N opened her mouth to reply but the warmth of his hand slipped over her thigh. Words crashed together on the tip of her tongue and a string of half-finished sentences dribbled from her lips.

“Start over,” Misha teased as his fingers plied the inside of her thigh. “Speak slowly. Enunciate.”

She gaped, jaw working as she tried to form a coherent thought. “I don’t remember what I was going to say.”

“Aw,” Jensen pouted. “I was hoping for one of your smart-ass remarks. Put Misha in his place for once.”

Misha snorted as he looked to Jensen. “You know, you and Jared regularly put me in my place on set. I don’t need Y/N piling on.”

Y/N turned to Jensen as he laughed again. “I imagine it’ll be more enjoyable coming from her. Would you like to put Misha in his place, Y/N?”

Christ. Would she ever. She turned back to Misha to find an inquisitive quirk to his brow. “I… yes. So much.”

Misha leaned in once more, fingertips biting into her thigh and breath hot on her ear. “And how would you do that?”

The SUV lumbered around a corner and slowed as it approached Misha’s apartment. When it stopped, Y/N said, “I could show you.”

Misha gestured towards the door. “By all means. I’m right behind you.”

Jensen popped the door open and swung it wide as Y/N climbed out, grasping his shoulder for balance. Though she had seen Jensen shirtless many times before, it had not prepared her for the dense, corded muscles she felt beneath his shirt.

Once free of the truck, she looked over her shoulder to find Misha right behind her, his grin far too wide.

“I think I’d enjoy following you anywhere.” His gaze drifted down to her backside and lingered there, head tilted as if to see her better. “Perfect.”

Long, lazy strides bore her towards the front door of the building. Over her shoulder, she spotted both men staring openly at her rolling hips and swaying backside. When neither of them moved, she asked, “Do I have to kick the door in Winchester-style or are you gonna let me in?”

Misha startled as he dug in his pocket for his keys, but Jensen beat him, a small key ring glinting in the moonlight. “Got it.”

“Of course, you have a key to Misha’s building,” Y/N stated.

“And his apartment!” Jensen quipped with a wild grin as he jingled the key ring. “Relationship perks.”

At the elevator, Misha joined them as he wrapped a thick arm around her shoulder. “Speaking of relationships,” he started, “are you sure you want this? We’re not taking it lightly.”

The elevator bell rang as the doors opened, and they entered. Fifth floor selected, the door closed, and Y/N said, “I don’t want to cause any trouble.”

Jensen took her hand and his calloused thumb smoothed over the back of her fingers. “We have some ground rules, but we’ve been… searching for a while.”

The elevator bell rang again as the doors opened on the top floor. “Searching? For?”

“Our third,” Misha stated as he led them to his door. Unlocked, he pushed the door wide and ushered them through.

Not unlike her own, Misha’s modest apartment featured a modern living room, kitchen, dining room, and foyer. “You both wanted a third… partner? Lover? I don’t know what to call it.”

“Those fit,” Misha said as he closed the door. That warmth of his hands returned to her then, enveloping her bare shoulders as he leaned close. “I’ll admit, I’ve been wondering about you for a while. Didn’t have the guts to say anything at the end of last season. And I wanted to talk to Jensen about it first. At length.”

She regarded Jensen. “What did you talk about?”

“Basically,” Jensen began as he kicked off his shoes, “wants and needs. We’re both bisexuals. We both miss sexual experiences with women. But we didn’t want to just go out and sleep around randomly, or without each other. So, we were hoping to find someone interested in us both.”

“That was the easy part,” Misha started with a laugh. “It seems that for quite a few women, if they dig me, they very much dig Jensen.”

“Shut up,” Jensen retorted. “It’s the other way around, and he knows it.”

A threesome then. Y/N thought a long quiet moment before she spoke. “So, you… aren’t looking for just some random fling tonight? Not some kinky cuck thing. A real, honest-to-god, polyamorous relationship?”

“No flings,” Jensen said as he shook his head and grimaced. Then his stare snapped to hers from beneath his brow and his grin returned. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t pretend there’s an element of cuckolding going on tonight.”

Misha’s hands slipped down her back to her hips. “It’s up to you, Y/N. And you can back out at any time. But once we get started tonight,” he paused as his lips plied the crook of her neck with a long, wet suckle. “Jensen’s in charge.”

Try as she might to focus, the room spun in a dizzying rush and her knees nearly buckled. Misha’s grasp of her hips firmed as he held her upright, her back flush to his chest. So close, Y/N felt everything, every ripple of his muscles, every beat of his heart. And lastly, she felt the distinct bulge of his erection as it pressed between her cheeks. A high, squeak of a moan escaped her lips as they parted, her jaw dropping and head tilting back.

"We need an answer—”

“Fuck me, Misha.”

A thousand stars burst alight in Jensen’s wicked glare. “Stop.”

Misha froze at Jensen’s command as though a switch had flipped. “Yes, sir.”

“We’ll be taking this to the bedroom,” Jensen stared as he unbuttoned his shirt. “Maybe next time we’ll try standing in the entry.”

Without any warning, her feet left the ground in a rush, Misha scooping her up into his arms as though she weighed nothing. “Bedroom has the best toys anyway.”

The ache between her thighs pulsed at the prospect of Misha relentlessly teasing her with a vibrator. “Toys for me, too?”

Jensen’s wicked laughter rumbled from his chest. “Toys for you, too, darlin’. But for our first time, I think we’ll take things slowly. Misha will have to satisfy you with whatever he’s got on him.”

In the bedroom, Misha set her on the bed and Y/N spotted something Jensen might not have anticipated. “Misha’s wearing a belt.” As she spread her thighs, she grabbed his belt and hauled her to him. “Can he restrain me, Jensen?”

“I think I would like to see that,” Jensen said as he tore his shirt from his shoulders and tossed it aside. “Misha, tie her up however you’d like.”

As Jensen dragged a chair from the desk, he turned to watch. Y/N returned her gaze to Misha, towering above her, all shoulders and hips, as he stripped himself of his belt. When he held it in both hands he said, “Stand up, please. Turn around.”

Y/N did as asked, and, without a request, brought her wrists together at the small of her back. “Here?”

“Perfect,” Misha groaned. When he said nothing, Y/N checked over her shoulder to find him waiting for Jensen.

Stripped of his own belt, he tossed the strap to the bed, then unfastened his pants. They fell to the floor in a pool of fabric, and he kicked them aside with his socks. Thin, conforming boxer briefs left little to the imagination; Jensen’s erection strained against the waistband, twitching as he sat in the chair and stroked himself. “Take off her dress.”

Misha turned back to her and asked, “May I?”

She nodded in vigorous agreement. “Please.” She couldn’t be free of the fabric fast enough, every inch of her skin prickling with want. The zipper fell as Misha tugged, maneuvered around her bound wrists, then tugged the fabric to the floor.

“Leave your shoes on,” Jensen stated as she slipped from one heel. She wriggled back into it, then arched her back. “You’ll be off your feet soon, sweetheart.”

“Thank you, sir,” she quipped with a smirk.

“A quick study,” Misha whispered as he tore off his shirt. “Not too submissive, but not controlling at all. I think you’ll fit in with us spectacularly.”

“Depends on what I’m fitting where,” she teased. “Are you packing as much as Jensen?”

“More,” he started, “but I’m not gonna whip out a ruler to prove it.”

“Will you shut up and take your pants off already?” Jensen demanded. “I’m not gonna come by watching you two babble.”

Misha dropped his pants and kicked them aside. “Please sit, Y/N. Face me.”

She did as ordered. “Here?”

Misha’s strong hand cupped her jaw and a violent shiver coursed through her body, echoing the spasm between her thighs. “Yes. How do you feel about oral?”

“Giving or receiving?” she asked as her gaze slipped to his erection still enveloped by a similarly tight pair of boxer briefs.

“Both,” Misha replied.

She eyed Jensen a few feet away as he stroked the back of his cock through his boxers. “Answer the question, Y/N.”

She hesitated with a lick of her lips. “I enjoy it, but don’t think I’m any good at giving.”

Misha hooked his thumb into the waistband of his underwear. “I’ll be the judge of that.” A rough tug of the fabric freed him, the hard length of his cock falling free to stick straight out from his groin. “I have no expectations. You do whatever you—holy fuck, Y/N!”

Her lips parted as she reached with her tongue, drew the head into her mouth, and sucked him into the back of her throat. A strong reflex reared her head, and Misha jerked his hips, but left the crown of his cock in her mouth.

Jensen groaned as he said, “Liar. You don’t deep throat a cock that size and get to be humble about it.”

“Fuck, Y/N, do it again,” Misha begged.

“Do not,” Jensen ordered as he stood and stripped himself of his boxers. “You’ll go at my pace,” he said as he took himself in hand. “Follow me.”

Long, languid strokes from base to tip and back again guided Y/N. She matched his pace, his lazy grip with her gentle lips, and teased ever so slightly with her tongue. Misha’s grasp shifted to the back of her head where he held her by the hair, and with every one of his grunts and groans, Y/N felt how hard he restrained himself. She could taste it on him, the desire to throw all control aside and fuck her mouth as hard and fast as he could until he came. And Y/N would be lying to herself if she said she didn’t want it as much as he did.

“Son of a bitch, that’s so hot,” Jensen growled from his chair. “I’m not gonna last very long at this rate. We’ll have to revisit this someday.”

“Jens, please, I’m… I have to,” Misha whimpered. “I’ll be able to keep going, but I need to let this one off.”

Jensen leaped from the chair and rushed to his side. “Come, then.”

Misha took over then, his hips thrusting into her mouth, but he lasted mere seconds. His pace stuttered as his cock twitched, so swollen with arousal until the hot surge of his cum filled her mouth in one hard spurt. His head tilted back as his jaw dropped and he cried such a pathetic whimper, Y/N hardly knew what to make of it. But then his relieved gaze found hers, smile wide and still so hungry. “God damn, Y/N, that was—”

He froze when she hollowed her cheeks and pulled back, sucking him clean. One swallow emptied her mouth, and she licked her lips, lapping up an errant drop of his cum. “That was incredible, Misha.”

He remained silent for a moment as he stared at Y/N. When the quiet stretched, Jensen asked, “Would you like to continue?”

“Yes, sir,” he breathed.

A delicate brush of his fingertips along Misha’s hip sent a shiver through his body. Jensen leaned into his ear and whispered. “Would you like to fuck her somewhere else?”

“I want to see how wet she is,” Misha replied.

Jensen turned to her and said, “You heard the man. Show him.”

Show him. Present herself to him like some sort of animal? Like some sort of depraved, horny beast in the throes of her heat?

She could do that.

Y/N stood and turned, then bent over the tall bed at the hip. Her back arched and her thighs spread, cool air teasing her sopping wet cunt. “Like this?”

“Jesus Christ, Y/N, you really get it,” Misha mused as he grasped her cheeks and spread her. “I… can I taste her first?”

“This time,” Jensen said as he backed off. “But you know what I prefer.”

“Next time,” Misha said as he knelt behind her. “I promise.”

“I won’t forget,” Jensen teased. “Now, return the pleasure she gave you so well.”

Of all the oral she had ever received, Y/N had never done it with another set of eyes on her. And that did as much for her as Misha’s tongue. Knowing Jensen watched as Misha feasted on her flesh, stroking his cock until he could hardly stand to touch himself, aroused her unlike anything she had ever felt before.

Not to mention Misha ate pussy like a starved man. He ravished her cunt, sucked her clean, then focused on her clit with firm, fast circles. That familiar warmth roiled in her groin until it spread through entire body, weakened her knees, spun the room, and numbed her fingers and toes. Soon, that heat boiled over until she could no longer see straight, and her eyes squeezed shut as her orgasm crashed over her, a tidal wave of sensations. Her own pathetic cry of release muted by the bed, and Misha continued to lick and suck and stroke with unrelenting attention until she begged him to stop, her wrists straining against his belt.

Finally, he withdrew, but the reprieve lasted only a moment. Y/N watched as he wiped his face clean then turned to Jensen for the next order.

There in his chair, Jensen’s determined strokes left him breathless, his chest red and heaving. “Up on the bed. Both of you. I’m… I want to see you finish.”

“Yes, sir,” Misha said as he grabbed her hips. “Get up on the bed, please, Y/N. I’ll help you.”

She hardly had to move. Misha might as well have lifted her entirely onto the bed without her even trying to do it herself. With her wrists still tightly bound, she remained on her knees and bent at the hip, ass held high in the air as her back arched. Misha smoothed her backside with a look of such admiration on his face, Y/N couldn’t help but blush.

“Like I said earlier. You have a perfect ass,” he said, voice hoarse with want. “I can’t wait to fuck it. Next time.”

“Next time,” she sighed, “but for now, I need you in my pussy.”

Misha hesitated, the crown of his cock teasing her lips as he regarded Jensen. “You heard the lady.”

A smooth, slow stroke sheathed him inside her, and he growled so deep in his throat, Y/N felt it echo through him. He wasted no more time, setting a steady pace with his rolling hips. With one hand he held her by a cheek, and the other he teased at her asshole with his thumb, lazy circles drawn around the rim. Y/N moaned into the mattress, thankful for the perfect way it quieted her lust.

As Misha picked up speed, his thumb slipped inside her hole, and she resisted the urge to meet his thrusts halfway. But Jensen saw her struggle despite her efforts and issued a new order.

“Fuck him, Y/N,” he breathed. His strokes matched their pace, speeding up as Misha had. “Give it to him.”

The belt fell from her wrists with sudden freedom, and her hands flew to the mattress. Newfound leverage allowed her to thrust back into Misha’s hips, and he cried out in ecstasy as both hands gripped her hips to hold her steady. “Take it easy on the old man.”

“No,” Y/N huffed as she pushed back again. “I want you, Misha. I want to feel you come inside me.”

He moaned again as he said, “You keep that up and you’ll feel it in a minute.”

Y/N set their pace then, thrusting back onto his cock until a hard flex drew her up short. She looked to Jensen who nodded as he stroked himself as fast as he could. When she turned back to Misha over her shoulder, she asked, “Are you—”

“Jensen, I—”

“Come, dammit, I can’t hold back any longer!”

The shout that burst from Misha’s lips as he slammed his hips into her one last time shoved Y/N over the edge. As he filled her with hard flexes of his cock, the rush of her orgasm swelled once more and released in another euphoric wave of sensations. She moaned through her climax, thighs quivering and arms weak.

And then she heard the whimper from the chair. She looked just in time to see long white ropes spurt from the tip of Jensen’s cock to land on his stomach, his chest, and even his neck. She wondered if Misha had come that hard inside her. It had sure felt like it.

As the aftershocks subsided, Misha withdrew from her and tore into the bedside drawer. From it he pulled washcloths—how domestic—and handed her one, then tossed a second to Jensen. Cleaned as best as she could, Y/N collapsed to the bed and stared at the ceiling, mind blank despite a million thoughts.

Misha joined her before long, then Jensen behind him. There they lay in silence but for their heavy breaths, contented sighs, and soft hums of agreement. As much as she wanted to stay, Y/N forced herself to remain awake lest she pass out for the night and never make it to her own bed.

“I should—”

“You’re not going anywhere,” Misha stated as he wrapped an arm around her hip and pulled her flush to his body.

“I’m making breakfast in the morning,” Jensen added.

Breakfast.

With Jensen. And Misha.

Y/N curled into him and her thoughts settled. “I could get used to this.”

The sounds of their laughter followed her down into the deep, dark nothing of sleep, and there she dreamed of a terrifyingly thrilling future.

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How I Would’ve Booked C.M Punk/The Rock/John Cena, 2012-13

C.M Punk is the longest reigning champion of the modern era in the WWE. His skills are unmatched despite his comparatively diminutive stature. Slaying giants like The Big Show, Ryback and John Cena in his title defense lasting over 400 days. Still, something haunts the champion. Despite all his success he’s never truly achieved what he deems is immortality.

Ever since being billed as the WWE’s number one product John Cena’s drawn the ire from many of the boys in the locker room, seeing him as the main obstacle to them getting their shot. Cena is without allies so much so that in a scheduled tag team match for Survivor Series against R-Truth and The Miz, Cena turns to a legend who has not wrestled in nearly a decade.

That legend is five-time WWE Champion The Rock. Now into his forties having dominated Hollywood with multiple blockbusters under his belt The Rock sets out to reconquer his old stomping grounds in the WWE. Rock wants a title match, but Vince McMahon tells the People’s Champ he’ll have to earn it. Rock initially is thrilled to work alongside John Cena as the two share a mutual respect. Before their match, after agreeing to be his partner for the main event, Rock meets C.M Punk who goads Rock into watching a heavily edited video of Cena taking down The Rock demeaning his abilities as a wrestler. During their match Cena goes for the hot tag only for Rock to return his hand and walk out on his desperate partner. R-Truth pins Cena and the match is loss.

Afterwards, Cena meets Punk asking what is it he told The Rock in their little talk. Punk smiles and promises it was nothing but one legend paying respects to another.

Two weeks before their WrestleMania match Cena is wrestling Kane on Monday Night War. Cena looks ready to put the match into the win column when Rock bursts out from backstage and delivers a vicious Rock Bottom to Cena. He drapes the Big Red Machine’s arm over Cena’s torso and the referee counts to three. Kane wins, Cena knows who it is who screwed him. The next night on Smackdown the two meet in the center of the ring to hash out their differences. Rock tells Cena he’s never liked or respected him. Deriding Cena’s accomplishments as a byproduct of having “everything handed to him on a silver platter.” Loving this Punk decides to stoke the flames seeing Rock as a threat to his title reign. Cena tells Rock once more he did not say the things Punk showed him on the doctored video to be saying, but Rock isn’t having it. He goes for a punch and this time Cena ducks, shifting to a Attitude Adjustment and laying out The Rock in the center of the ring.

At ‘Mania Rock and Cena go nearly a half-hour beating each other to a pulp. Rock breaks out of a Cena bear hug and after a double clothesline lay the two competitors flat in the center of the ring. At the end Cena is about to perform his finisher the Five-Knuckle Shuffle when The Rock kicks up and performs a Rock Bottom which is enough to win the grudge match and prove even in his advanced age he still can hang with the top talent.

As for Cena this loss knocks him down in the pecking order. At the next pay-per-view Cena is beaten down by the returning Brock Lesnar, losing to commentator Michael Cole (due to outside interference by Punk) and losing a number one contenders match to The Big Show. Cena tries to maintain a calm facade but desperately wants a rematch with Rock to regain the dignity he had prior to the heartbreaking loss. But Rock is not interested in Cena anymore. Rock is eyeing the WWE Championship and it’s holder C.M Punk. Entering the Royal Rumble Cena is one of the last two standing between him and Dolph Ziggler. Ziggler’s valet and former girlfriend of Cena A.J Lee distracts him and leads to his elimination. Ziggler is given the right to pick who he’ll challenge at WrestleMania for either the World Heavyweight Title (Alberto Del Rio) or the WWE Champion (Punk).

Angered and further distraught Cena demands Ziggler fight him the next night on Raw only to be laughed out of the room.

C.M Punk lets his intentions known to the WWE fans two weeks before the Royal Rumble that he doesn’t care about the history of the business or what the fans think of him and his newfound nasty behavior. Defending himself claiming you have to scratch, claw and kick to stay on top for as long as he has. In his quest to transform to WWE from the inside Punk has turn bitter, embattled and mentally scarred. Trusting no one and shunning those who were once his most loyal followers. The Rock comes out to undress the champion and challenge him for the belt at the rumble.

C.M Punk is explicitly told before his title defense match by Vince McMahon that if The Shield is seen involving themselves in the match Punk will be disqualified and stripped of his title and given to his opponent. His manager Paul Heyman is panic stricken. His client is made of harder stuff.

The match is a classical back and forth, near the end Rock gains the upper hand and the worn out Punk is unable to keep his legs from buckling. Going in for the kill Rock is about to perform the People’s Elbow when the lights abruptly go out, when they come back on Rock is seen laying on the collapsed announced table out cold. Smiling Punk gives a look to the pleasantly surprised Heyman that says “I told you.” Punk rolls Rock back into the ring and gets the pin. His celebration is cut short by McMahon seeing through the facade and stripping Punk of his belt and giving it to The Rock. Angered beyond comprehension Punk proceeds to beat on the new champion until Rock regains his senses and reverses a G.T.S into a Rock Bottom.

Disgruntled at his loss, via D.Q, Punk takes to the ring to cut a vicious promo on Raw the next night verbally attacking Rock, the McMahon’s and refusing to leave the ring until he is guaranteed his rematch. The Rock comes out saying he has no qualms with giving Punk his rematch. But Rock wants Punk to say he is the WWE Champion and his reign is officially over. Punk is defiant saying he’s never loss and there is no proof of The Shield’s involvement to support McMahon swiftly stripping him of the belt. Punk says he’ll see McMahon in court. Two weeks later a ruling comes down that since nobody could have saw The Shield attack Rock that it could have been anybody, so the match is ruled a “No Contest” meaning Punk is still the world champion but Rock gets his rematch at Elimination Chamber.

At Elimination Chamber Cena is in a match to decide the challenger for World Heavyweight Champion Alberto Del Rio at WrestleMania between Daniel Bryan, Jack Swagger, Randy Orton, Mark Henry and Kane. Cena eliminates Orton, Henry and Kane and wins by last pinning Jack Swagger. Cena is able to rise above this hurdle and win the match, however much to Rock’s dismay. Though Cena wants a shot at his WWE Championship, not the Heavyweight Title.

Rock and Punk’s match at Elimination Chamber is a carbon copy of the first, except the stipulation is this match is a no D.Q and The Rock is defiant he can take care of himself despite the superstars in the locker room warning him of the contrary. Rock again gets the upper hand on Punk is about to pin him for three and the title when Cena pulls him off and delivers a crushing punch to the nose of the challenger/champion before rolling him back into the ring. Punk salutes Cena for his assistance before pinning Rock. His celebration is again cut short when Cena re-enters the ring to perform an Attitude Adjustment on Punk and cuts a promo telling him he didn’t do this him, he did it to protect “us full-timers.”

Next night on Raw Punk keeps true to his word giving Cena a title shot and the two leave nothing to be desired both bloodied and beaten, the two are on their knees still throwing haymakers Cena eventually getting the upper hand. Cena obtains the necessary energy to perform an A.A when Rock crashes the match and punches Cena a few times before The Shield rushes out to tackle Rock and proceed to beat on him for a bit until the sound of glass shattering reverberates throughout the arena and former rival Stone Cold Steve Austin beats down The Authority delivering Stunner after Stunner until his momentum is halted by a spear courtesy of Roman Reigns. Rock retaliates by performing a Rock Bottom on Reigns. Throughout the commotion Punk is able to execute a G.T.S on Rock and leaves the ring.

A ruling comes down nullifying Dolph Ziggler’s victory at the Royal Rumble. Ziggler had pledged A.J would not be anywhere near ringside for the event. Having broke his oath Ziggler found himself on the outside looking in. The only way he could reclaim his spot is if he is victorious in a match between him and Ryback. Since John Cena already held a spot challenging for the World Heavyweight Title he was disqualified. Cena reaches out to Ziggler behind the curtain and offers his spot in ‘Mania for Ziggler’s position in the sudden death match. Ziggler accepts and Cena is in the match.

Cena wins by pinning Ryback, his dream realized. He will be challenging C.M Punk at WrestleMania. Only... Triple H needs a word. The match wasn’t officially sanctioned by the WWE involving Cena in Ziggler’s place. Cena is facing major repercussions for auctioning off his title shot and could potentially lose everything.

A week goes by, Punk still without a foe for WrestleMania decides as champion he then deserves the right to pick his opponent for the upcoming WrestleMania pay-per-view. He makes it known he wants to end the Deadman’s Streak and challenges The Undertaker to a title match. This causes Undertaker to come out and address Punk saying he isn’t “Man enough” to face him and in order to get a shot at him he must put his title on the line at ‘Mania versus Cena and Rock and then next year they’ll do it. Angered, Punk and his manager Paul Heyman steal Undertaker’s urn carrying Paul Bearers ashes. Telling Undertaker over satellite he’ll relinquish it back if he accepts his challenge. Having enough of the madness Vince McMahon comes out and derides Punk for his “thuggish” behavior. Claiming the champion isn’t conducting himself as one the WWE wants anything to do with. Punk dares Vince to fire him on the spot. Remembering the last time he tried to get the belt off of Punk resulted in a summer where he had two champions, Vince abruptly leaves to contemplate his next move.

A week later Punk is in a triple-threat against Randy Orton and Shamus. Punk looks as if he’s about to retain when the lights go out and Undertaker performs a choke slam on Punk. Orton gets the pin and the belt.

Disgusted at the injustice Punk demands a rematch seeing he’s found his partner for wrestling grandest stage. Triple H informs Punk he can have his match against Orton with the title on the line, if he returns the urn to the Undertaker beforehand. If he chooses not to, then ‘Taker will accept his challenge for a match at ‘Mania. Punk contemplates for a moment. To sweeten the offer, Triple H informs Punk if he wins at ‘Mania over Orton due to the fishy nature of his victory in the first place his title reign will be wiped from the history books and Punk will still be known as the defending champion extending his streak to 504 days.

Either decision will give Punk a chance at immortality. Punk decides it means more to end the Streak and is finally given his match against Undertaker at ‘Mania on the condition if he wins Punk will return the urn to him. Punk agrees and settles into his spot on the card. Meanwhile, Cena is frustrated there is no one for him to wrestle for WrestleMania. Victorious the match against Ryback Cena wants to regain the WWE Championship, seeing as he is unable to settle his scrabbles with Rock, C.M Punk and Randy Orton at this time he turns his attentions towards World Heavyweight Champion Alberto Del Rio.

McMahon informs Cena that Ryback is the winner of the Rumble and will pick between Del Rio and Randy Orton. Rock makes his plight known and demands a spot in one of the title matches. Ryback decides to face Del Rio, leaving the WWE Championship match vacant. Having had enough of the drama McMahon orders Rock and Cena to settle their disputes in the ring at WrestleMania winner gets a title shot on the same night.

WrestleMania 28 card

C.M Punk def. The Undertaker

John Cena def. The Rock

Randy Orton def. John Cena

C.M Punk delivers the ultimate gut-punch heard around the world by defeating Undertaker by escaping his grip before he could execute his “Last Ride” finisher by smashing his head with the urn. The Streak is over and Punk achieved immortality. Celebratory, Punk leaves the urn at the edge of the ring having no further use for it.

Rock and Cena leave it all inside the ring pummeling each other until neither can stand. Cena musters enough strength to kick up before Rock can deliver the People’s Elbow and performs a spin buster to get the pin and the championship match against Randy Orton. Cena offers a handshake to Rock as a way to bury the hatchet. Rock shakes his head and walks off.

Given only an hour of recovery time Cena is still able to muster up a fight against the champion Orton getting multiple near-falls. Orton surprises Cena with an RKO out of nowhere and pins Cena to retain. Though defeated Cena is cheered once back in the locker room regaining the respect of his peers. Cena makes a beeline to the Undertaker to pay his respects to the Deadman.

Rock shocks the audience the next night on Raw informing them of his retirement from wrestling. He congratulates Cena on his win against him and then Cena comes out and shakes the Brahma Bull’s hand as a show of respect. The crowd chants “Rocky Rocky Rocky” as Cena raises his hand and the People’s Champ walks up the ramp for the final time, a noticeable tear in his eye. Before he can turn around Punk pulls up and stares at Rock. Their icy glares bring the crowd to a hush. Rock extends his hand to Punk. In his hubris Punk reaches out to accept and is given a Rock Bottom as a parting gift.

#WWE #C.M Punk #John Cena #The Rock #How i Would Have Booked It #The Undertaker #The Streak #Elimination Chamber #Royal Rumble #WrestleMania #WrestleMania 28 #WrestleMania 29

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Rambling text post, like a river from the mountain traveling to the sea it's all down hill from here.

It's been so long since I've had an actual conversation, a dialog, a debate, a discussion... Not a fucking argument, but an exchange of ideas that doesn't leave a bad taste in my mouth and a head full of regret, aggravation, anger, and a strong desire to avoid contact with other members of my species as though they where a sentient cancer. Not small talk, admittedly a totally great place to start but by itself it's not enough to scratch that itch (In My Personal Opinion, like the majority of this... Brain Defication, more substantial then a fart, still doesn't smell great). It doesn't have to be about anything fundamentally earth shattering, but when it's built on personal passion, mutual respect, and the desire to broaden perception and understanding of others even a conversation about how Transformers 2:Rise of the Fallen is probably the greatest Video Game based on a movie across any platform, is also probably pretty awesome for the brains development, (also T2:RotF IS a pretty awesome movie game, the controls and physics are "functional yet frustrating" it doesn't add anything to a franchise from the early 80s that basically boiled down to a toy commercial with a 'wholesome' message, rebooted as a series of blockbusters (The game drawing plot and setting from the sequel of the rebooted toy commercial). But cut down to the basic core of itself this is a game that lets you be a collection of transforming giant robots (automatons?) in a semi-destructible environment, partially linear but replay-able levels, and dated yet charming/eerie graphics that make this game accessible for a large percentage of peeps who play games. From the ironic-hipster-noob-lord Casual to the hardcore-won't-sleep-until-completion MLG. This game is the kind of flawed perfection that has enough holding it together to make it playable, but also just the right amount of broken to make it interesting beyond the Dev's intentions (maybe, Nobody knows with the Dev's yo, nobody knows...)) because it developes the ability to effectively communicate ones personal prespective while also maintaining an open channel for others to have input regarding the topic! Snowballing ideas, feelings, trains of thought, and discoveries gained from trial and error!! Yes, this is the thing I most miss from empassioned speakers, GROWTH!!! Feed the fire of the mind, water the bad seeds, nurture the sapling but leave it to grow within and as a part of it's environment, and the more this happens the better things will become for almost everybody (maybe? Shit I could be wrong and it'll doom us all! Potential future events are neat to think about huh?) except for those who only want to argue. The "my common concencous cannot be incorrect" Crowd, Ideologically Circle Jerking conversational saboteurs uninterested in the merest hint of their own fallibility yet acutely aware of "wrongness" in others, seen throughout recorded human history as "ignorent, loud, and dangerous". These are the killers of meaningful progressions and structural changes in the many facinating components of Human Development, like evolutionary dead ends in thought itself, or perhaps more like a meme cancer infecting hosts with some predisposition for the mental plateau! Treatment isn't possible for those that don't recognize the infection and/or embrace the rage inducing and irrational as the cornerstone their view of reality is founded upon. So how would someone know if they where a cannibal meme carrier? Sane, insane, irrational, and rational blend pretty well and it is often difficult for developing minds to distinguish the difference (P.S. No matter how old you are you should still be developing if participating in the grand social experiment, fast or slow is relative and also irrelivent so long as it is present on an individual level.) THEREFORE I HAVE DEVELOPED THIS FLAWED BY BIAS FROM IT'S CREATION UNTO COMPLETION OBNOXIOUSLY SIMPLE NAKEDLY INDEFENSIBLE BULLSHIT GENERATING YET OPTIMISTICALLY PROVOCATIVE ENOUGH TO GET THAT TURD LADEN CEILING FAN SPINNING LIKE A TOP... RHETORIC TEST!! There are three statements with two defined choices and a section for write-in answers, each of the three answers has the potential to be scored with a numerical equivalent representing it's relationship to "Status Quo, Common Sense, and Facts" (note how these don't always agree, and originate from different aspects of our shared history) with write-in answers being graded by a small panel of culturally, politically, sexually, ethnically, temperamentally, religiously, and aged-ly diverse people who individually score the answer and assign the average (Now taking applications for the judges panel, there isn't an official doc. But the point being diversity on all levels means the bar couldn't possibly be lower for qualification, also anon testing is not only available but recommended to further reduce avoidable bias in the results) The Questions! 1.) Political parties are unnecessarily divisive as a means to do the least amount of work over the greatest amount of time. A.) True B.) False C.) (blank space for answer is a full page.) 2.) Divisive Rhetoric is a necessary part of debate because it galvanizes the masses into specialized task focused groups who enrich the discussions. A.) True B.) False C.) (blank page) 3.) The Internet is a reputable source of information. A.) true B.) false C.) (blank page).... At this point of my rambling trip to the ocean it may be apparent the kind of person I present as on social media sites, and I often wonder what the people who choose to stay in my life and associate with me think about the two objectively different personas that ultimately voltron into the Whole Self with a few other event specific masks developed since childhood as a tool of self-preservation and later self-promotion to endear myself to my family, peers, and assorted authority figures. I've personally had a crisis while trying to determine which is my truest self only to find Truths and Lies in each facets core. "Who am I?" I asked myself "How should I know?" My own reply, so I shrugged and stopped worrying about it. I am Nobody, just like everyone else. You can know the faces we put on for each other better then the person underneath, you can form yourself like living clay into whatever makes you comfortable, be it found in conformity, regulation, and structured order or whimsical, wild, and capricious chaos or a moderate dose of both poles to reside somewhere in between. I can't/won't judge the choices that make your path through life because I'm not you and to judge that would be undermining the chain of events that lead up to the situations that in turn shape who you might become, with one noteworthy exception. If you are Authoritarian/Hypocrite/Imposing of Beliefs, read carefully the following. I dislike you intensely for you are A Fighter Of Freedoms in my observed belief, through words and actions you improve the status and benefits of your tribe and yourself at the expense of those 'other' to your narrow understanding of the reality we share, you are with me a dichotomy. Diametrical to the point of redundancy on a number of levels, and while I personally find your existence and persistent smashing of metaphorical sand castles abhorrent I begrudgingly respect the challenge you offer (Is it more beneficial for continued species viability to offer a vast pool of paths to choose from or to restrict options arbitrarily[ish, there seem to be calculable variables at work determaining who is included in the Feudalistic Oligarchy and who is expelled to the lower castes]?) and the opportunity to study the social, political, and environmental origins of as well as catalytic events nourishing the ideological tenents you represent (horrific as the historical examples of their practice appears in both the immediate event and the ripples of it's significance on the zeitgeists that followed.) it is my sincerest hope that the foundations of elitism, xenophobia, and misanthropy that support such seemingly shallow organizations find a peaceful, natural terminus in a dialog, a discussion, a debate, a conversation, a connection and a cultivated common ground. Unfortunately I've spent this whole time typing out the raw shat of the mind that is partially mine and predominately an amalgam of suspiciously sticky memes. All of which is ground fine, formed into patties, delicately seasoned, cooked, and custom garnished before being hurled with considerable force in four dimensions without warning or regret. For no more complex or enlightened reason then base curiosity blended with two cups boredom, one gram granulated existential horror, a pinch of delusions of grandure, and a somewhat unhealthy dose of apathy. This has been flow-with-it-river-rambling on Tumblr Tuesday. Fertalizing a better tomorrow, one steaming shit at a time.

#Long post #ramble #Rant #Ionlytagyouwhenivebeenwritingforanhourandhatemylifeseriouslyfuckoffyoudidn'treadthatwholethingdidyouHOLYSHITWHYDOYOUHATEYOURSELFSOMUCH?!?

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