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It's been a long day for you. The exhaustions caused by RAD and the brothers' regular ruckus were starting to add up again. Still, falling asleep at night was just as much as a struggle as staying awake during the day. Usually when you couldn't sleep, you would toss and turn the whole night. You'd keep cycling between already seen youtube video's with hopes that this next one will finally be the one to turn of your mind. All in vain.
Belphie had began to notice your restlessness earlier than the others. He always subconsciously held an eye on the health of the people he cared about. So, on the third day of your ever increasing energy deficit, before any of his brothers even suspected a thing, he pulled you into his room, and onto his bed.
'We are sleeping. Right now.' Determination was a strange look on him, who so often lacked any expression at all. But it for sure wasn't a bad one.
Before you could even get a word in (not that you were in opposition of his idea, you were more surprised by his insistence if anything), he had already wrapped his arms around your waist and forced the two of you on your sides.
Belphegor was already struggling to keep his eyes open. The vertical positioning on his warm, cozy & familiar bed, now with the added warmth of his favorite person next to him, weren't helping. Still, he didn't want to fare of to dreamland before he was sure you would aswell.
Not wanting to use his sleep magic on you, fearing his small & fragile human wouldn't ever wake up again, he employed his one other sleepy-time tactic. (He of course knew you were neither small nor fragile, and that using the magic would be entirely fine. But magic could never beat good ol' quality time & touch)
He had learned it from his sister. Small little touches, lightly tracing the same path on your partners back, could work just as well as magic. Something about the connection it made would calm the person you're caressing and send them softly to sleep. So, without saying a word, both of his hands reached for your upper back.
You didn't say anything either. You wouldn't dare. You know you deserved this, and felt its effects coming into action already. Although you wouldn't mind Belphie doing this to you for hours, maybe there'd be a better time for that. You wanted sleep, and apparently someone lovingly tracing the little hearts on your back, over and over and over and over again, was all you needed. You weren't even awake enough anymore to register Belphie's soft whispers of adoration. You'd have to ask him to say them again some other day. Now was time to give in.
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eddies-house · 7 months
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Smoke Signals
Chapter Six - Sugar
W/C: 4.5K
Eddie x Fem reader - Grumpy!Bartender!Eddie x Shy!Reader
A crybaby and the town grump walk into a bar...
A/N: idk why but this chapter was giving me so much trouble and i've been really doubting my writing and second guessing. It's more of a filler chapter but still important to the story. I'm super excited for what's to come tho!!
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Three Weeks Later
“Bambi, go home already.  Your shift ended–”  Eddie pauses to check his watch.  “-jesus, like an hour ago.  Why are you still here?” 
The floors were pristine, mopped to perfection, chairs stacked on top of the tables, and rags started in the washer.  Every glass found home on their corresponding shelves, all dried and perfectly polished for the following shift, not one imperfection among the twinkling surfaces.  The place was spotless and there you were, standing on top of the bar in order to reach the top of the light fixtures which, judging by the amount of dust on them, went neglected for some time now.  Your apron was long discarded on one of the barstools and sweat dripped from your brow, the epitome of hard work if he’d ever seen it.  The Bourbon hadn’t been this clean in years.
“I’m almost done, I swear.”  You reply quietly, clearly far more engaged in your cleaning frenzy than any conversation he was trying to coax you into.
“No, you’re done.”  Eddie marches around the bar, revealing himself just in your peripheral.  “Get outta here.”  There wasn’t an ounce of venom behind his words, however, he was without a doubt becoming increasingly annoyed.
You chance a glance down at him only to find his standard scowl etched onto his face.  Except, it wasn’t as mean spirited as you were used to and it hadn’t been for quite some time.  It was cute; the way his lip would slightly jut out and how his smile lines were so prominent, eyes drooping in irritation.  Endearing irritation that you grew accustomed to.
“I will.”  You state, feather duster swiping through a satisfying amount of dust.  “When I finish.”
“No, get down.”
Your first instinct is to obey without question.  Listen to authority.  But in the previous weeks, you’d found it easier to let loose.  Sure, Eddie was always somewhat crabby but it never intimidated you and whenever he found himself particularly pissed off, he’d banish himself to the back office which aided in releasing any tension you’d built up throughout the week.  So, it wasn’t that difficult to at least attempt some friendly banter.  Especially if you could get him to crack a smile.  It was a win in your books when he tried so hard to withhold it from you or even better, turned around completely to shield his broken composure from you.
“Don’t you have–what did you call it– ‘a shit ton of paperwork’ to do?”  You joke. 
“Ha.  Ha.  I’m serious, get down.”  He mocks, glaring up at you, a stupid little tug pulling at the corners of his mouth.  Barely noticeable, but you take note of it.
“‘M not gonna fall, if that’s what you're worried about.”  You mumble, shaking your head.
“Judging by how many times you nearly eat shit throughout the week, I’m pretty worried.”  
Pretty worried.   
Saliva caught in the back of your throat, you try to play it off like dust that had gotten trapped in your airways, clearing your throat.  Only, your body had just reacted far too quickly to his words, resulting in the failure of a simple bodily function.
“I do not…”  You crouch down, poking the end of the feather duster at his chest.  “...fall that often.”  You pout.
“Yeah?”  A tiny smile pulls at his lips.  There it is.  “That’s why I said ‘nearly’.”
If you could bottle up the look he was giving you, you would selfishly keep it all for yourself to stare at on bad days.  Such mischief and amusement lingered in his gaze.  Sparks lighting up the dark and cloudy haze he usually exhibited.  Like fireworks against a colorless sky, beautiful hues popping left and right but after all, everything is always temporary.
“I don’t ‘nearly’ fall that often either.”  You whine.
“Just get off my bar and go home.”  Eddie demands, voice warm and buttery despite his intent to kick you out.  
Staring at him expectantly, he relays the same expression to you with raised brows.  In response, you cock your head to the side, luring the word out of him.  He doesn’t quite catch on, eyes narrowing while you wait.  A smirk appears on your lips as you remain perched on top of the bar, feather duster forgotten next to you.  His eyes grow a few sizes as if to urge you to speak up.  And then he gets it.
“Please.”  It drips from his tongue like warm caramel.
His eyes relax, creases between his brows ceasing and lids becoming heavy.  Another look you would mentally take a snapshot of just to hang it on the walls of your cluttered brain.  You’d be sure to clear a spot just for it.  
“Gladly.”  You offer the same smooth tone, hopping off the bar only to lose your balance along the way.
And before you can face plant into the hard wood planks, two large hands stabilize you, holding your waist firmly until he is sure you aren't going to collapse, but not yet letting go.  If you were to set aside your cowardly tendencies, you would look up and feel his breath against your face.  And you’re sure you could probably count the faint freckles on his nose that you’d only seen briefly when almost colliding into him during a rush.  You only remain glued to the floor, both your eyes and feet.  
“Careful, Bambi.”  He scolds softly. 
“‘M sorry.”  You murmur.
“No need to be sorry.”  You timidly glance up at him.  “Just–just be more careful.”  He pleads.
You were good and ready for him to yell at you, fully prepared to recoil as he raises his voice but it never comes.  And it hadn’t since that one time with the plates but you were like a skittish animal and long before you had even known him, any conflict had you in a corner every time, eyes full of tears and lip trembling.  You could only hope you didn’t look as pathetic right now.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay.”  He begins to soothe, a certain nervousness in his voice.  Obviously you did look just as pathetic if not more.
His hands had left your waist to graze over your shoulders hesitantly, concern evident in his tone while he consoled you.  He shouldn’t have to console you for fuck’s sake.  Why were you on the verge of tears over your clumsiness?
“Sorry, sorry.  ‘M fine, I swear.”  You attempt to suck back the tears, head tilted toward the ceiling, lip tucked in between your teeth anxiously.  “J-just go do your paperwork.  I’ll be gone in a minute.”  
Just when you think–no hope that he walks away, those large hands are gently grabbing at your wrists as you use your fingers to push the tears back into the corners of your eyes.  A soft touch that for some reason, only made you want to cry more.  
“Stop apologizing.”  Eddie says, attempting to catch your gaze, finding it difficult as you begin to stare at the floor, hiding huge watery globs under your eyelashes.
“Just–let me get my things–”  You begin to voice shakily, vision blurred with tears that you resented.
“Sit down.”  He demands calmly, concern carved into his features from what you can make out through blurred vision.
“No, no, it’s okay–”
“Right here, sit.”  
Eddie directs you to a barstool, the distorted world around you becoming progressively more overwhelming by the second.  And all because you almost fell in front of your boss and he had to catch you.  It wasn’t your intention, appearing as the stupid girl who happened to be a gigantic cry baby, emotions too sensitive to the horrors of the real world.  Though, that was the reality, wasn’t it?
“Sorry.”  You whisper, a few rogue tears escaping after the good fight you put up.
At this, he releases a heavy sigh.  You can’t help but feel childish and small, your confidence devastatingly lower than before as you try to regulate your shaky breathing and wobbly lip.  You just needed a minute, one minute to ride out the wave of anxiety.  Eddie lets your umpteenth apology slide, slowly slipping into the stool next to you.
“I’m–uh–I’m gonna go home.”  Your voice is an octave too high for his liking.
“Not like this you’re not.”
You remain on the stool, embarrassed, your cheeks feeling hot with stained tears.  This was hell if anyone ever asked you.  Slowly but surely revealing just how big of a wimp you were.  Sure, you’d shed a few tears when he screamed at you over the plates but he hadn’t even done anything this time.  You reacted purely on instinct and it was humbling.
“Let’s uh, let’s try this…”  Eddie starts, running a ringed hand through his bangs.  He slides a napkin in front of you before reaching for your apron on the back of his stool, stealing a pen and setting it on the napkin.  “W-write down, uh, write down your feelings?”  He says, so unsure even he couldn’t take himself seriously.
With a sniffle, you try to hide your confusion as you stare at the bland brown napkin.  Eddie groans and for a moment you think it’s because you’re not playing along but quickly dismisses the thought when he reaches for another napkin and steals a second pen from your apron.
“Um, it sounds–it sounds stupid.  It kinda is stupid.  But, um, you just write what you’re feeling?  A-and it’s supposed to…shit I dunno.  It’s supposed to help clear your head I guess?”  He explains.
You wait for him to laugh, wait for him to mock your tear stained face and absolute lack of emotional control.  You wait for the ‘why are you crying’ in the most condescending tone and the lecture as to why you had no reason to cry.  It never comes.  Instead, as you sneak a glimpse at him from the corner of your teary eye, and he starts writing. 
“So, right now, um…”  He clears his throat.  “Right now I’m feeling, uh, concerned?” 
You can tell he’s having trouble coming up with words and that this was difficult for him…feelings were difficult for him.  Something you could heavily relate to.
“Or, uh, you c-can just write…whatever…”  He trails off, clicking the pen against the counter repeatedly. 
Rather than answering, you clumsily pick up the blue pen, dropping it once with a trembling hand before fully grasping it.  Then you begin writing as he instructed.  If he made fun of you for what you were writing down, so be it.  You’d already embarrassed yourself enough.
You expected him to chime in by now, scoffing at what you had written down.  But when you glanced over, he was doodling on his napkin, something that appeared to be a dragon.  Minding his own business.  Awkwardly, you set the pen back on the counter, causing him to peek over at you.
“It helped.”  You mumble.  “A little.”
“Good.”  He replies, tapping his pen against the counter.  “So, uh my therapist usually has me share once I write everything down–or at least share the main points.  You don’t–you don’t have to but that’s just…that’s what we do.”  
Eddie expects you to crumple up the napkin and throw it out.  Then you would leave and think to yourself how ridiculous he is.  He didn’t know how to help people–hell, he didn’t even know how to help himself most of the time.  What he doesn’t expect is for you to shyly slide the napkin in front of him.  Averting his eyes, he’s unsure if he actually has permission to read but when you nod your head ever so slightly, he still has trouble looking down at what you had scribbled out.  It felt like he was peeking into your brain, something he felt he wasn’t worthy of.
Humiliated
Stupid
Exhausted
Anxious
Small
Burden
Crybaby
Lonely
So many words for such a small increment of time that you had been scrawling away on that napkin.  So many words that held such heaviness.
“Wow.”  Is all that he says upon his first glance over.
Anxiously, you suck in a breath, attempting to snatch the napkin back in regret only to fail as Eddie slides it out of your reach.  
“It’s stupid, I-I’m gonna go…”  You begin, hopping off of your stool.
“It’s not stupid–”
Then you were gone, a gust of wind practically slapping him in the face.  He couldn’t find it in himself to complain, only troubled by the inner workings of your mind.  It was all too familiar and he was beginning to feel as if he wasn’t the only one cursed with a diseased mind.  Selfishly, he found comfort in that.  
There’s only one thing worse than a shitty car.  Two shitty cars.  Specifically a shitty car and a shitty truck.  Both unreliable, both sputtering every time Eddie put the key in the ignition.  Grandpa Roy’s ‘Ol Reliable four-door sedan wasn’t living up to its name and was on the decline by the looks of it.  It had been for some time, though he was alway able to find a temporary fix and keep it running.  Today he had no such luck.
The truck, Sugar, was arguably in much better shape.  She was well-loved, red paint chipping after years of use and a cracked rear window.  The engine had its moments but she was still better off than ‘Ol Reliable.  
“C’mon, Sugar.  Don’t be like that.”  Eddie mutters, turning the key in the ignition a few times more, only to be met with failure.  “Fuck.”  He whispers, hopping out from the driver’s side to prop the hood open, large hands splayed out along the sides as he prepares for battle.
With a sigh, he ties his hair back and discards his leather jacket on the ground in exasperation, even going as far as to give it a small kick away from his work space.  A wooden work bench was strategically placed on the porch under the awning, leaving no issue for when winter came around so that he had easy access to his tools even in the most dreadful of snows.  Snow hadn’t kissed the ground quite yet but the further into October it got, the more crisp the air became, a subtle announcement for what was to come.
A deep, resentful groan leaves Eddie’s chest as he trudged up the steps to the porch, lips all perfectly pouted while he reluctantly pulls each of his large rings off only to drop them in a cup he’d taken from a diner years ago when he made the move to Knife’s Edge.  An already greased up rag was snatched from the worktop and tucked snugly into his back pocket.
One, two, three.  One, two, three.  One, two, three.
He counts to himself under his breath as he collects the necessary tools.  It wasn’t like he had to be at the bar yet, though he would’ve liked to stop by the store to stock up on cigarettes and see if he could find any of those cocktail cherries on sale.  He wanted to save where he could.  Every cent mattered.  Then he was more than likely going to sulk in self pity while trying to figure out how to summon money from the sky.  Maybe indulge in a beer in his office.  He couldn’t afford to comp beers for himself like that but he could dream.  After that maybe he’d have a good cry before the chaos ensued again.  
Those plans went out the window when Sugar decided to test his patience.  Perhaps he should be grateful to his unfaithful truck for attempting to lure him out of the isolation he planned to encase himself in.  It was one thing to isolate yourself at home, it was another to trap yourself at your place of work hours before it actually opened and beat yourself up over every little thing and question where it all went wrong.  
“Dammit, dammit, dammit.”  He reiterates to himself, tossing a wrench in his hand as he makes his way back to Sugar.  “Go easy on me.”  He begs.
The pumpkins you had been angling perfectly on your porch were suddenly so miserably uninteresting; how could they not be when such an erotic site was placed right in front of your prying eyes?  Regretfully, your wet dream came to life.  Except, you played no part in it and Eddie paid no mind to you.  Not that he ever would.  And even if he did, you’d made it clear that you were a nutcase.  
You still couldn’t tear your eyes away from the way his arms flexed under his short sleeves and how he grunted while tugging at something under the hood of his truck.  Drool could have been dripping from your chin and you wouldn’t notice, too hypnotized by his every movement.  He had opted to wear some black converse today rather than his standard black combat boots.  It was cute, you couldn’t lie, the small change made you giddy.  And the way his shirt was riding up as he stretched himself over the engine felt like a tease.  A peek at what you had once gotten a glance of while wasted but didn’t get to fully appreciate as your sober self.  
God, you could recall the blurry image of him momentarily pulling his puke stained shirt off cautiously, revealing his lean figure.  It was practically pixelated in your mind.  As you reminisce on what your drunk self had taken for granted, reality feels just as distorted when Eddie’s eyes land on yours.  Huge doe eyes, almost cartoon-like catching your attention as if a moth to a flame.  You want to look away, you beg of yourself to look away but your inner voice is muffled; almost as though you were under an enchantment.
And like a siren call, his voice reaches you.  You fear that you may be all too willing to drown just to hear it again.
“Will you hold this for me?”  He shouts, almost desperately.  Almost.
Your eyes widen, hands still resting atop a perfectly orange pumpkin while you sit pretty on your porch step.  An Autumn dream.  Suddenly, Eddie wishes he would’ve kept to himself rather than requesting your assistance.  Had he thought it through, he would’ve opted to magically grow another hand.  Instead, he stands with ruddy cheeks and syrupy eyes, glazed with adoration that he was frantically attempting to wipe from his vision, shoving the feelings that were oozing out of him back into his stupid sweaty skin.
“Um…”  You reply in surprise, already crossing the border between properties, a shy stutter to your walk.  “Well I don’t really know how to…”  You trail off, suspecting that he could figure out the rest of your thoughts on his own.
Oh, how he regrets calling you over.  His clammy hand clutches the wrench, providing no aid in his attempt to calm his nerves.  
“You don’t…you don’t have to, uh…”  He appears as if he’s battling his own thoughts, gaze casted toward the ground as his eyes dart left and right.  “Can you just hold this?”  He finally gets out, pointing to a part of the engine.  “Sugar won’t start and I swear I can have her running again but it’d be a hell lot easier if you could just hold this real quick.”
“Sugar?”
“Sugar.”  He confirms.  “Oh!”  Realization hits him.  “Yeah, Sugar.  My truck.”  
“Okay…”  You whisper, unsure.
You could almost forget the mortifying incident from the early hours of 3:00 AM as you took in his wet chocolate coated eyes, the light Fall breeze seeming to affect him.  His lashes clumped together like art and his nose was tinted the perfect shade of rose, those faint freckles dotted along the bridge like little constellations.
“Just, right here.”  He instructs, turning his attention back to Sugar.  
Following his lead, you adjust your hand where it's needed, an uncomfortable, greasy residue coating your fingers as he works.  From this angle, the afternoon sun casts a golden glow over his profile, flyaway curls highlighted in the light like a halo and nose endearingly round at the tip with lips tucked into his teeth as he concentrates.  And then, his tongue pokes out, an adoring sight that only makes you yearn to reach out and graze your fingertips over the stubble threatening to emerge from his cheek.
“Thought you’d name it something more…tough.”  
Your meek voice earns a glance over his shoulder, brows furrowed in that cute way that everyone always recognized as harsh and cold-hearted.
“What?”  The way his eyes crinkle at the corners paired with his confused expression only give you more reason to let your stare linger a little bit longer, a bold move on your part.
“Um, Sugar–”
“Oh, Sugar.”  
Simultaneously, you refer to his truck, interrupting each other while his elbow grazes your arm as he tightens a bolt.
“Uh, well…she’s, uh, the only girl in my life.”  He jokes, quietly chuckling.  “And, she’s not exactly brand new so I’ve gotta treat ‘er nice.”
“And…she can hear you?”  You question, attempting to hide your oncoming grin.
This time, he only glares at you over his shoulder.  There’s a comfort in the way his eyes seem to swallow you whole.  
“Okay, okay, ha, ha.  I know, she’s a truck–”
“And you keep calling it a ‘she’.”
Eddie pulls back, stepping away from the engine, prompting you to do the same as you stare up at him, a smidge afraid that you might have actually offended him.  A few rebellious curls frame his face, creating the vision of a princely man who in reality, was nothing of the sort.  Not in the sense that he wasn’t gentlemanly, only in the sense that he didn’t care what others thought.
“What?  You never heard of people calling their car a ‘she’ before?”  He asks, offense barely evident in his tone.  More than anything, he appears to be amused by your observation.
“No, I have.  Just didn’t think you seemed like one of them.”  You remark.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Again his eyebrows crinkle in the cutest fashion, lip curling ever so slightly as he brings a hand to his hip.  You begin to think that no one has ever looked so good covered in grease and you’d never been attracted to the smell of oil but you could make an exception if it meant you’d get to see his features this close.  Eddie was a pretty guy.  And the more his colors showed, the more entranced you became.
“I dunno, nevermind.”  You attempt to divert the conversation.
“No, no, you have to tell me.  Please enlighten me.”  He crosses his arms, a smug smirk pulling at his lips.  
“No, forget it!.”  You giggle.
Eddie can feel his shoulders relaxing at the sound.  Can feel his tension release even if just the slightest.  His eyes relax, a lazy gaze focused on you.  Everything suddenly feels so…calm.  As if his life wasn’t falling apart.  You were like some kind of drug that made him forget how shitty things were and if it only lasted a few seconds at a time, he would gladly invest in as much as he could until he overdosed.  Which to be fair, he didn’t think was possible.  
“No, what do you mean?  Say it with your chest, I dare you.”  He nods at you, eyes showcasing that same spark you’d notice every now and then.  The spark only seemed to get bigger and bigger.  One day you’d hoped to see a fire ignite, a full explosion of his personality.
Biting your lip, you look at him sheepishly, doubting yourself.  But something about his gaze eggs you on.
“You just…you’re all…big and bad.”  You mumble, eyes finding themselves glued to the ground.
“Big and bad?”  Eddie repeats.
It’s enough to have you backtracking, pathetically trying to erase your words.  Your mouth opens and closes repeatedly, like a goldfish.
“See, it was stupid!  I was being stupid.  Just forget–”
“Why do you keep doing that?”  He asks, genuine curiosity blended in his tone along with a dash of concern.
“Doing what?”
Your puzzled expression only makes his chest ache.  Leaves crunch under your feet as you fidget, visually nervous.  He hates that he always ends up making you uncomfortable, never able to get a grip though maybe he can blame his highschool-self.  He never talked to girls and maybe if he had, he’d be having better luck right now.  Who’s he kidding, maybe if he just wasn’t even himself he’d be making a lot more progress.
“Calling yourself stupid.”  He mentions quietly.
No one has ever confronted your self-deprecating commentary, only ever remained silent as if to agree with you or they’d simply shift the topic.  Never has someone questioned your reasoning.    
“Oh…well I uh, I didn’t think I did it that often.”  You begin to stutter, clearly taken back.  He wishes he could rewind back to when you were bantering back and forth about his truck.  He probably would’ve found another way to fuck up the conversation, even if he could go back and give himself another chance.  
“But if this is because last night I wrote–”  You start again, only for him to keep running his big mouth.
“A bunch of bullshit?”  He states.  Like it's a fact.
Your wide eyes aren’t a good sign.
“What?”
“Yeah.  Bullshit.”  He sounds so sure of himself.
“Oh.”  
You physically seem as if you're deflating, your body closing in on itself, shoulders slumping while you take a step back.  It was the opposite of what he wanted.  But he could always count on himself to ruin a good thing.
“No, no!  I didn’t mean it like–I didn’t mean–fuckin’ christ.”  Eddie runs his clean hand down his face.  “I didn’t mean it was bullshit.  I meant that…I guess I meant that you shouldn’t feel like that?”
It’s quiet.  Eddie knows he deserves a slap across the face, if anything.  But you just continue staring at the ground, lost in thought.  Moments pass and he’s starting to feel he should dismiss himself and hide forever.  Forget fixing Sugar and just become a hermit.
“Why?”  You whisper.
He doesn’t offer an answer, only shrugs slowly.  He just kept putting nails in his own coffin.
“Don’t you…don’t you think I’m those things?  Like…like there’s something wrong with me?”
Eddie steps closer, not enough to push your boundaries but still enough for you to notice.  He tugs his lip in between his teeth, pulling at it anxiously while he thinks.  And with his arms still crossed, one finger taps at his elbow in threes.  You follow the action.
One, two, three.  One, two, three.  One, two, three.
“No.”  He says simply, to which your head snaps up.
Cola colored irises are awaiting you, welcoming you in a way.  A softer expression falls over his face, his cherub-like features becoming enhanced.
“I don’t think you’re those things.”  Eddie says confidently.  “I think you’re just right.”
~end~
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Slow | Chloe Logarzo x Reader
Words: 1.9k Summary: despite a rough relationship with your parents, your closeness to your sister brings you Chloe, the only girl for you. Warning: NOT PROOF READ I have no clue if this is any good and I’m so sorry I think it might be one of my worst ones😭, I know the WBBL started in 2015 but who fucking cares, I changed it – no COVID but Olympics still postponed for some unknown reason :D Requested by - @charligrantismygirlfriend - not happy with this one at all i'm genuinely so sorry
Sport wasn’t something I was unfamiliar with. In fact, it was my favourite thing. As a kid, my mum and dad put me through many different clubs for different sports, from tennis to AFL. We always landed back at the same lush green cricket pitch in the western suburbs of Sydney on a Saturday morning, surrounded by other girls of all ages who shared my passion.
On Sundays my younger sister would play her soccer games, so we’d spend the weekend in a hotel in the city, then go to each other’s games, pretending to do our homework as we watch.
Not long into Ellie’s soccer journey, our parents decided the move from Cowra to Sydney was necessary for her to develop. The hours long trips to and from training in the depths of Sydney every afternoon proving to be more difficult as she progressed in school.
I no longer lived with them when they made the move, but I resented Ellie for a while. I’d been playing cricket before she could walk, albeit poorly as a 6-year-old, and had moved up through the stages into the best group in the academy by the age of 14. My parents insisted nothing much would come of it, so there was no reason to make such a drastic move and leave the farm and small-town life behind.
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I started playing professionally for Sydney in the Twenty20 Cup at 17, the same year I got my first call-up for the women’s national cricket team. We, or they, still didn’t live in Sydney, so I dropped out of high school my senior year, and lived with one of the older girls who was also on the national team. I made my national debut a couple months after in a test match against England. My parents didn’t come, Ellie had some important game on that was simply impossible to miss.
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At 15, when they finally joined me in the city, Ellie joined her first W-league team, and had her first senior team call-up. I made sure to be there for both debuts, avoiding my parents who sat in the crowd nearby. I cried the moment she first touched the pitch in a Matilda’s jersey, and rushed down from the stands to pick her up and hug her when the match was over.
That’s when I first met her… Chloe. My age, a beautiful brunette in the midfield who celebrated with my sister after their 9-0 win against Vietnam. We introduced ourselves and exchanged numbers but nothing much came of it. I can’t deny the many nights I spent awake dreaming of the girl.
The next time I saw Chloe in person was a Sydney Derby. Naturally I’d come to support my sister, but I couldn’t help but cheer whenever the older girl got a touch on the ball. I met up with her and Ellie again after the game, shouting them both dinner. That’s when Chloe asked me out on our first date.
It was somewhat rushed. Her departure for Newcastle was pending and it limited our options, leaving us to grab some shitty take away and dance around in a field down the road from where I lived. The sun was bright, but her smile was brighter. I stumble on my own feet whenever she looked at me, her beauty beyond compare. The beginning of a sunburn kissing my cheeks only provided me so much of an excuse as to why I was so red.
“I’m going to come to every single one of your games.” She whispers in my ear as we lay on the picnic blanket, beneath the over looming gum tree, me playing with her hair as she rests a hand beneath my loose linen shirt.
“You have your own training. And you can’t drive 2+ hours back and forth once a week. Also we have away games you can’t possibly make...” Despite my desperate want for her to be there every game, I begin to list all the reasons it wasn’t logical.
“I’ll find a way. And if not all, most home games.” She gives me a satisfied smile, one that tells me she knows she’s won whatever little argument we had.
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Chloe keeps her promise, and I join her in my own. We both attend each other’s home games as often as possible, and very rarely, we managed to catch an away game. It usually happened when we were both playing a game in the same city, but we took whatever we were given.
Things went down hill when she moved to Sweden.
She hadn’t been the one to tell me. Ellie was spending a week with me after returning from the Olympics, which I had managed to attend most of, and asked me how I felt about the move. Chloe and I had been dating for a year, so the shock that she hadn’t told me was bigger than the shock at the news.
“What do you mean? She would tell me if she was moving to Sweden.” The pity in my little sister’s eyes is enough to break me. She pats and rubs my back as I sob into her shoulder. My whole body shakes as I moan and weep, and by the time I stop my eyes burn and there isn’t a dry spot on her shirt.
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“So this is it? You’re breaking up with me because I’m moving?” Chloe looks at me like I’ve got 2 heads as I stand on her front step.
“No, I’m breaking up with you because I had to find out from my little sister, by accident, that you’re moving. Were you ever going to tell me? Or was I just going to have to find out when The Jets removed your name from the squad list?”
“I’m going to come back for the A-League season anyway! It’s not like I’m never coming back, I’ll barely be gone 8 months. And I was going to tell you!”
“When? Once your plane touched down in Stockholm or wherever you’re going? In 5 months when I called you so you can explain why you didn’t come to my game? When were you going to tell me Chlo?” I’m met with silence.
“That’s what I thought.” I turn and walk away, never expecting to see her again.
I can hear her shouting something at me as I continue to walk down the road, droplets of rain beginning to fall on the pavement in front of me. Nothing really registers until I’m standing in front of my sister’s apartment door, clothes heavy with rain and a face void of any other emotion except heartbreak.
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I don’t see Chloe for years to come following the tragic end of our relationship. Despite her coming back during the summer to play for Sydney, I had no reason to watch her games, Ellie having moved to Portland to develop her career.
Then Ellie moved to Lyon, and I decided to move with her, putting a pause to my cricketing career. Further away from Chloe and closer to Ellie seemed like the perfect deal.
So I helped Ellie move and meet her new teammates. Every morning I’d make her breakfast and then walk around the city, usually finding myself in a café or museum and writing a book. Something I never planned on doing anything with, but found a solace in.
That’s how I found myself in the same café I go to every Saturday, typing in the same document I have been typing in for 5 months. Desperately pressing the backspace as I sip the now cold coffee, I don’t notice someone sliding into the seat across from me.
“Fancy seeing you here.” I’m surprised I didn’t get whiplash at the speed in which my head snapped up to look at the girl across from me.
She looks different. Not really, just… older. And her hair is bleached, skin just a fraction more tan, eyes still that shimmering blue. Still beautiful
“Chloe- what the fuck are you doing here?” the words nearly get caught in my throat as I try to process what’s going on.
“Well, I’m playing for Bristol now, in case you didn’t know. Only spent 2 seasons in Sweden then went back to Sydney, went on loan to Washington for a season, back to Sydney, now I’m in England. We have a small break so I thought I’d come see Ellie. Planned everything around you, knew you wouldn’t want to see me. I didn’t take into account you might still like coffee as much as you used to.”
“How’d you even know I’m with Ellie?” it’s a dumb question but I ask it none the less.
“You think I stopped tracking your career because we broke up? I have to say, when I read the “renowned cricketer Y/N Carpenter taking a break for an unforeseen amount of time to help her little sister, Matildas star Ellie Carpenter, settle into the big leagues at Olympique Lyonnais.” headlines, I was shocked.” I finally managed to meet her eyes, the crow’s feet that crack at the corners making her ever the more pretty. It’s aggravating.
“Thought it’d help me get away from Sydney.”
“Sydney? Or me?” I almost want to grab her by the shoulders and scream at her how much I miss her, but I stay sat and silent. A satisfied hum escapes her lips and a smile graces her face.
“I miss you.” She says what I’m thinking, and I begin to think how much of a coward I am. It was so easy for her, why am I struggling?
She doesn’t let me reply, getting up and walking out. I get up to follow her but she’s vanished in the crowd, so I sit, letting my coffee grow colder, thinking about her.
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“Ellie this is a bad idea.”
“Common. Meeks is bringing Harley and Kirstey. You love Harley. You can babysit!” my little sister is determined, although my fighting is useless as we drag our suitcases through the airport.
“Chloe is going to be there El.”
“Chloe is going to be here.” I nearly bump into her as she stops in front of us.
“And she’ll be your plane buddy.” The cheeky grin I was once so familiar with graces her face and I can feel the corner of my own lips twitching as my heart clenches. Fuck.
“Oh goody.” I try to ignore the sweat that begins to prick through my skin as Ellie stalks away from us to meet Emily Gielnik.
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“Real talk.” Chloe’s face is serious as soon as we take our seats on the plane.
“I miss you, and I want to try this again. I get you may not want to but you can’t tell me you don’t still feel even the tiniest bit of love for me still.” Her finger waggles back and forth between as to indicate exactly what she’s talking about and I sigh.
“I miss you too…” I meet her eyes and I can see the hope that grows behind them.
“But if we try this out again, we have to take it slow. Like go out on a few dates to start with.”
“I can do that.” She eagerly nods her head in agreement.
“I’d really like that.” I smile back at her, and that seems to end the conversation.
As the engine rumbles and we begin moving along the tarmac, I rest my arm on the armrest. I gently slide my hand into Chloe’s and rest my head on her shoulder, closing my eyes. Maybe slow wasn’t necessary, I love her too much.
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I was tagged by @bourbon-ontherocks (ty! 💛💛💛) to answer 20 questions for writers:
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
21!
2. What's your total AO3 word count?
278,245
3. What fandoms do you write for?
The only fandom I've ever published fic for is good girls
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Bringing down the neighbourhood
waiting for someone who needs me🧞
What a sight to see🧛🏻
(a) time to kill
yourself and others
I'm not sure the middle 3 would def be there were it not for the anon kudos bombing but w/e it's nice having some single chapter fics in the top 5 🤘
5. Do you respond to comments?
Yes! 🥺🥺🥺
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
A time to refrain (from embracing) methinks!
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Both installments of the Are you afraid or is it true series are pretty fluffy. Maybe the second part (Through the park and by the tree) wins out? 🤔
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Not generally. There was someone in the gg fandom leaving mean bookmark notes tho 🙄🗑️
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
Yes. What are the kinds? 👀
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
I haven't, and I don't imagine I would?
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I'm aware of.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
No, not that I'm aware of. It could be interesting to see how it would go!
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Yes actually, as kids me and a friend co-wrote a tortall 'verse crackfic.
14. What’s your all time favourite ship?
Ooof. Maybe spuffy? That met me at a very formative time of my life, and I didn't expect it to become so canon (as opposed to like under a spell etc) and I think that experience really reshaped my brain 🤯🤯🤯 but fundamentally faves questions are immoral thus this is a very rude question.
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
I hope I'll finish all of them, and do intend to! I'm not sure I'll ever write the hilarious abortion fic tho.
16. What are your writing strengths?
Mm, a love of language/interesting prose. A love of brevity/somewhat chiselled sentences. A love of editing/willingness to improve. Interesting stories. Dialogue, tho brio get little bc theyre annoying. Characterisation!
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
Well I violently dislike plot. I don't feel super strong on creating original characters. I'm slow! I'd rather let things be confusing than beat readers over the head with info, which I think can be detrimental. I wouldnt say my descriptions are super strong, though I think they've improved a lil. Sometimes there's too much internal monologue at a go which breaks up the pacing of an eg dialogue scene (though again think that's improved somewhat). My love of planning and love of pantsing are at constant war lol, I get grumpiest abt stuff not having been established earlier and thus needing to state things which couldve been well demonstrated. Blocking, sometimes. I love short stories and oneshots but I'm apparently prone to writing long fics & continuing things into series which I consider a real weakness, lol.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
I'm not against it in principle, I've read a lot of books which contain a lot of eg French or Spanish (often untranslated). We've got access to Google translate or w/e right? I do appreciate it when translations are provided bc lazy (and I think Ao3 does poss let you do hyperlinked superscript?). I feel the same way abt it in fic as in other media I think -- if you're happy for it to be a bonus to those that understand and everyone else needs to work to figure it out, I concur. If you think it needs to be understood, then providing translations (even if just as notes @ the end) makes sense.
But I also think pls don't write it via Google translate... If u don't speak the language/don't have someone who can help u translate it, don't write dodgy shite Spanish or w/e 🙈 not everything needs to be literal dialogue u can just say 'he explained to his grandmother abt the change in plans' or w/e I swear
...o wait I'm guessing the q meant me as a writer not reader 🤦 I don't think I've done much of it? Altho I do always seem to imply that every character speaks French, a language I don't really speak so who the hell knows 🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Published for: good girls. Wrote for hmmm I guess tortall books maybe? 🧓🤷🏼‍♀️
20. Favourite fic you’ve written?
Ooof, immoral question! Let's say upon your ignorance (and the gray despair) of your ugly life tho bc every time I remember I wrote a fic where rio & Dean swap bodies I giggle 😂 there's so much abt this fic which is very funny to specifically me teehee
Tagging🔖🔖🔖🔖🔖: @hereliesbb @nakedmonkey @nottonyharrison @inyoursheets @bensonstablers @blizabrth @delicatelingon & U right in the middle of your forehead if u wanna play 😚🎯
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do all of ghosts albums for the band ask <3
Oh my, thanks lots! 💖 cracks knuckles time to get to work
Album: Opus Eponymous
Opinion on cover design: cute, reminds me of scooby-doo series; love the colours and the general vibe a lot
Favourite song: Ritual
Least favourite song: Death Knell
Underrated track: Stand by Him
Overrated track: Prime Mover
Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
Album: Infestissumam
Opinion on cover design: I do like the fact that the background looks like rays of light / fancy halo; still has scooby-doo vibes which is cute once again
Favourite song: Per Aspera Ad Inferi and Monstrance Clock, can’t choose between these two
Least favourite song: Secular Haze
Underrated track: Ghuleh / Zombie Queen
Overrated track: Secular Haze
Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
Album: Meliora
Opinion on cover design: love it; the skull/face created by the bridge and the lamps and the light at the bottom wins; also the rays of light in the sky, ah, so pompous, so Terzo
Favourite song: He Is
Least favourite song: From the Pinnacle to the Pit (tho I love the chorus w my whole heart)
Underrated track: Deus In Absentia
Overrated track: Cirice
Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
Album: Prequelle
Opinion on cover design: you go cardi, go and bring all the chaos from the album cover onto us all; love the rats and the fact that the horseman changes his placement depending on the version; it's somewhat bloody and evil but there's so much going on that I can't really take it seriously; not my fav album cover of theirs tho
Favourite song: Pro Memoria
Least favourite song: doesn't exist Faith
Underrated track: PRO MEMORIA
Overrated track: Dance Macabre probably? But it's just so danceable, I love it anyway; maybe Rats too
Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11
I love Prequelle, can you tell?
Album: Impera
Opinion on cover design: my fav one of them all; it's so fancy! industrial but terrifying and still shiny with all that gold; love the right, more monstrous side too omg it's just so good, the blues, the darker parts, IT'S SO RICH AND SPARKLY
Favourite song: SPILLWAYS
Least favourite song: Twenties
Underrated track: Watcher in the Sky and Griftwood
Overrated track: Kaisarion
Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
I loved every minute of creating this post
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I. 4, 8 II. 6, 8 III. 7, 9, 11 IV. 2, 7, Malkavians, Brujah, Nosferatu
Which Predator type do they most align with and why?
The Alleycat predator type is really the closest I could get to categorizing her preferred predation methods. She prefers a more direct, combat orientated approach to hunting with no cloak and daggers nonsense, and she feels that is one of the few ways to go about her organovore-specific dietary needs in a ‘moral’ fashion, since she can no longer sustain herself on animals or rotting body parts.
Calypso has a very specific preferred type of prey ━ the strong and oppressive. Be they abusive partners or violent rabble, she uses her investigative skills to sniff them out and hunt them down, then challenge them directly. She’ll even go as far as to give herself certain handicaps to level the playing field and make things at least somewhat fair. If she wins, she rips their heart out of their chest and devours it. If she loses (VERY unlikely given her level of physical prowess, but it sometimes happens), they live to see another day. She’ll give chase the next day, certainly, but for the night they’re free to go.
Who are their Touchstones, if any?
Wade Estrada and Maxine Sullivan, the adult son of one of her past victims and a little girl who lives near her haven respectively, both of which she has more of a parasocial relationship with rather than anything direct. A part of her is afraid that having them even be mildly associated with her could put them in danger, considering she IS Red Listed by the Camarilla and has her fair share of adversaries.
What were their goals and ambitions in life? How has this changed?
Calypso... didn’t have much of a life when she was still a living, breathing mortal. She spent most of her days locked away in the attic, and at most her goals tended to be ‘don’t piss off Mom today.’ Now that she’s free, her goals have changed drastically. If anything, she strives to purposefully piss off authority figures and live her unlife to its fullest, indulging herself with all of life’s pleasures that she was previously forbidden from partaking in.
When they were Embraced, what was the aftermath like? Did they fake their death, do their loved ones think they went missing, etc.?
Honestly, there really wasn’t much to it. She was embraced on the streets of England after escaping from her home, destitute and about to starve if her typhoid fever didn’t kill her first. There was no need to stage anything, and those of the Giovanni family who were still searching for her would eventually simply come to the conclusion that she had died somewhere out there and ceased their efforts within the first few years of her disappearance.
Have they Embraced anyone? Ghouled anyone?
She’s embraced two childer since her own embrace, one who was in a situation much like her own and another who could use the power to exact his vengeance. She loves them both dearly, though they have fallen out of touch over the years.
As a principle, Calypso doesn’t ghoul humans. She HAS ghouled animals, though, and currently has three Dobermans, one Japanese Chin and one Bengal tiger as thralls.
What’s their haven like?
A sprawling mansion-style abode with a large backyard and far enough away from the big city for her pets to go apeshit on, taking major inspiration from the Kyu-Furukawa Gardens. It’s got a secret little underground area where she prefers to get her daysleep, reducing the chances of coming anywhere near sunlight ones the sun rises.
May or may not have gotten the deed to it via extortion.
How do they feel about Diablerie?
Mmmmmmm fellow elder blood slurprppreppeprpprprpr MMMMMMMMMMMMM. Preferable to consuming kine in some cases.
What do they think about the Anarch movement?
FAR more tolerable than the Camarilla, but not without their flaws. She definitely thinks they need to stop upholding the Masquerade as strongly as they do, could use less Barons, and should stop being so concerned about being seen as ‘thugs’ or what have you when there are far more pressing matters.
What do they think about the Garou?
Sympathetic, for the most part. She’s empathetic to their efforts of staving off the inevitable apocalypse as well as their admirable loyalty to Gaia, even if she usually isn’t tolerated among them for very long due to her kinda-sorta low humanity levels and thus a perceivable amount of Wyrm taint. Their tendency to attack first and ask questions later when it comes to Kindred or even some kine is... irritating, though, to say the least.
What do they think about Clan Malkavian?
Fairly neutral, though endlessly curious. The Cobweb/Madness Network and the stories of Malkav himself in particular are so, so interesting. Finds them more funny or even incomparably insightful than scary or creepy.
What do they think about Clan Brujah?
Blood siblings in arms, at least until proven otherwise. She’s very loyal to her clan as a whole and will absolutely stick up for even strangers belonging to it out of principle. However... they can definitely do without the infighting and that weird branch of the self proclaimed “True Brujah” who kiss the toes of their Antediluvian.
What do they think about Clan Nosferatu?
SO fucking COOL. Their own breed of unflinching clan loyalty to one another as well as their ironclad tenacity to survive even among the shallow ire other Kindred is inspirational and inherently respectable. She’d prefer their company of even the most Camarilla-loyal of them over the company of a Toreador any day.
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The Tories fear a progressive alliance, and Labour and the Liberal Democrats seem to fear saying openly that they want one.
Neal Lawson at The Guardian.
The inability of pro-democracy, anti-reactionary forces to cooperate with each other has led to disaster in several Western democracies.
In the UK the Conservatives have ranged between 36.1% and 43.6% of the popular vote in national elections for the past 13 years. Despite the low numbers they have led every government since 2010.
First Nick Clegg of the Lib Dems foolishly got duped into forming a coalition with the Conservatives and then got the blame by the voters for David Cameron’s excesses. Then Labour chose a neo-Trotskyite as its leader and lost a winnable election in 2017.
The Lib Dems and Labour need to choose at least somewhat compatible leaders to be able to work together. They needn’t be on the same page but should at least be reading the same book.
But most of the problem of electability comes from simple math. When Labour and the Lib Dems split votes in constituencies where the Conservatives don’t win by large margins then they let those Conservatives slip through. Without some sort of electoral pact, this will continue to happen and Boris Johnson will keep partying at Number 10.
The US has a different system but also has problems with progressive disunity. Several times this century Americans elected Republicans who got fewer popular votes than the Democratic presidential candidate.
In 2000 car safety activist and gadfly Ralph Nader ran on the Green Party ticket for president. While he verbally denied it, his actions were designed to prevent Democrat Al Gore from winning. He went around the country trying to convince new voters that Al Gore and George W. Bush had the same beliefs (really Ralphie?). His followers sometimes used the slogan, “it has to get worse so it can get better!”. That is an allusion to the amoral Leninist tactic of worsening the conditions of people so that they come over to your side in desperation. For the Naderites this meant electing a rightwing Republican.
Even though Nader got just 2.74% of the vote nationally, he made enough of a difference in Florida, the deciding state, to tip the election to Republican George W. Bush. Bush took Florida by just 537 votes. If just 538 of the 97,488 Floridians who wasted their votes on Nader had voted for Gore instead, history would have taken a different course.
In 2016 the Green Party candidate Jill Stein, a failed folk singer and onetime dinner companion of Vladimir Putin, took enough votes in Pennsylvania, Wisconsin, and Michigan to let Donald Trump carry those states and get elected president.
So thanks to ideological hissy fits and purity tests around presidential elections, the US has had its worst and 5th worst presidents in just the past 22 years.
George W. Bush and Donald Trump appointed a total of 5 of the 9 current members of the US Supreme Court. The composition of the court would have not today be 6–3 Republican if Al Gore had won in 2000 and Hillary Clinton in 2016. So now we’re faced with this new judicial calamity...
Report: A leaked draft opinion suggests the Supreme Court will overturn Roe v. Wade
Any mindset which fails to understand the consequences of an election is a defective one.
EDIT: A big tip of the hat to Canada. A few weeks ago the minority government of Liberal Prime Minister Justin Trudeau reached agreement with the left of center New Democratic Party to work together. Minority governments in Canada tend to have a life expectancy of roughly two years. This agreement between the Liberals and NDP means that Canada will have a stable progressive-leaning government well into 2025.
Liberals, NDP leadership reach tentative deal to support Trudeau government to 2025
Also a nod to the three-party coalition in Germany elected last year.
Germany’s election result could soon be inspiring Europe’s centre left
Unity, cooperation, and common sense are the keys to keeping power out of the hands of reactionaries and authoritarians.
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2023 ANNUAL FAVORITES
Hello! Welcome back to my annual year-end list of favorite things. I think it was actually a really strong year for new movies, music, and games, so I'm going to get to the point fairly quickly here. It was a year where I was lucky to have a good amount of time to take in new media, and I am thankful for that. Here's what I enjoyed most!
As always, any media that was widely released in the calendar year 2023 (that I personally consumed within the calendar year 2023) was eligible. This was ranked on January 1st, 2024, and remains unchanged since then (no matter what I end up thinking about it in the future.)
Favorite Films
I watched 105 movies that were widely released in 2023 this year, up from 96 in 2022. 67 of those were in a movie theater, up from 40 last year. Actually, streaming movies slipped through the cracks more this year, as I prioritized watching films in one sitting instead of in chunks during my commute to work.
It was pretty difficult to make a top twenty-five list this year, least of all to cull it down to ten, so it is with apologies to everything else that I present my favorites. By the way, if you'd like to hear me talk about these movies, give Cinema Bums a listen.
10. Renaissance: A Film By Beyoncé
9. The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar
8. Eileen
7. How To Blow Up a Pipeline
6. Oppenheimer
5. BlackBerry
4. American Fiction
3. Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse
2. The Killer
1. Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3
Favorite Records
I feel like I listened to less records this year than I'd have liked to, but when I look at this list, I know pretty much all the words to every song on every album (and had to cut probably five others that I felt the same way about). So that's not bad!
10. KAYTRAMINÉ - Aminé and Kaytranada
9. In the End It Always Does - The Japanese House
8. the record - boygenius
7. So Much (For) Stardust - Fall Out Boy
6. The People's Champ - Quinn XCII
5. GUTS - Olivia Rodrigo
4. And the Charm - Avalon Emerson
3. Desire, I Want To Turn into You - Caroline Polachek
2. The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess - Chappell Roan
1. Something To Give Each Other - Troye Sivan
Favorite Songs
As always, any song on one of my Favorite Records was not eligible to be included on my Favorite Songs list. I've probably listened to singles and playlists more than records recently, and the shortlist for this category was over a hundred songs long. That list may have contained some more adventurous cuts, but these were the ones that meant the most to me.
10. "Psychedelic Switch" - Carly Rae Jepsen
9. "Ant Pile" - Dominic Fike
8. "Coping On Unemployment" - Del Water Gap
7. "ALÉRGICA" - Paty B
6. "Even When I'm Not With You" - Pierce the Veil
5. "All Dogs Go To Hell" - Chase Rice
4. "A&W" - Lana Del Rey
3. "Outskirts" - Sam Hunt
2. "Dance the Night" - Dua Lipa
1. "Co-Star" - Amaarae
Favorite TV Shows
Probably not as great of a year for the handful of TV shows I watch as 2022 was, but I think the top three here are really good!
5. Loki (Season 2)
4. Ahsoka (Season 1)
3. Poker Face (Season 1)
2. The Last of Us (Season 1)
1. I Think You Should Leave with Tim Robinson (Season 3)
Favorite Video Games
These are all for the Nintendo Switch. In 2024, I hope to finally play Persona 5 Royal on Switch, then finally get a Steam Deck and play Marvel's Spider-Man, and then get a Switch 2 when it comes out. Maybe those plans are kind of in conflict with my plans to spend more time writing.
5. Vampire Survivors
4. Suika Game
3. The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom
2. Metroid Prime Remastered
1. Super Mario Bros. Wonder
Favorite Theater
I thought this would be fun to add as its own category this year, since I live in New York City and have somewhat okay luck at winning the lottery for shows!
5. Shucked (Broadway)
4. Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (Broadway)
3. Camelot (Broadway)
2. The Sign in Sidney Brustein's Window (Off-Broadway)
1. Danny and the Deep Blue Sea (Off-Broadway)
Assorted Favorites
Stop Making Sense (Remastered Theatrical Run and Remastered Album)
Joe Pera: Slow and Steady (Comedy Special)
Blank Check's 8th Anniversary Live Show
"Ana Fabrega: One Hour" (Live Show)
To a T Reveal Trailer
Movie Trailers: Somebody I Used To Know, Past Lives, Mission: Impossible - Dead Reckoning Part One, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Mutant Mayhem, Maestro
That's all for this one. Happy New Year!
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punchkerlon · 2 years
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#Red sox roster full#
#Red sox roster plus#
#Red sox roster series#
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nerdy-simp-7120 · 3 years
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hi! if you're comfortable writing this, could i ask for a scenario? this has been in the back of my head for a while.
what would be the reaction of the brothers + dateables of watching mc play resident evil in the dimitrescu castle? who would be down bad the most
thank you! feel free to ignore this if you don't want to write this ofc
I love this ask (stan tall vampire lady). The only thing is that I accidentally turned it into a “how they feel about the game.” I managed to add in some parts with MC playing as well to make up for it
Update: I literally finished the request yesterday but my wifi went down and I lost everything  😩 😩
I also wrote this in the middle of the night so sorry if there are any errors! Enjoy!
Warnings: cursing.
How the OM! characters would react to you playing Resident Evil (Dimitrescu Castle edition)
Lucifer
Will not care at first
"I hold no interest in such trivial simulations."
His weakness? Being a simp for you.
He decides to look into the game a bit more in private later on.
Will lowkey practice the game
If you ever catch him playing it, do not say anything because he will stop immediately, deny everything, and might not ever do it again
With time, however, Lucifer will come to master the game.
Here comes the showing off.
When you're rambling about the game with Levi, Lucifer will join the conversation and you two will be like "wow, boomer knows something for once--"
Or when you're struggling on a part of the game he will be like, "hand it over"
Before expertly getting through that part.
Can defeat Lady Dimitrescu if you ask him to but be careful cause he might make you beg
sadistic bastard
or you can be a badass and show him your skills
Will be a tad shocked at how easily you handled it but won't let it show (okay Elsa)
Also proud though
Lucifer's internal monologue: “That’s right- show them how it’s done, Y/n.”
Mammon
Scared.
Will watch you play and cover his eyes during every battle
"wHAT IS THAT?!" at everything you come across
I hope you're good at playing one-handed because you'll have to use the other hand to hold his throughout the entire thing
Admires you're bravery but would never admit it
"You were horrible! ...N-nice job beating the game, not that I c-care or anything. You sucked anyways!"
Not even 10 seconds later...
"Can I watch you play again?"
Comes to find that the faces you make are adorable: when you're concentrating on a battle, when you win, find a valuable item, etc
He loves being able to see how you're feeling up close.
If you catch him staring when you take a break or something he'll blush and either ask you if you have a staring problem or that you have something on your face
He may or may not buy cheap merch (a tiny key chain of Lady Dimitrescu or your favorite character) for you, all the while spewing lame excuses
Please bear with him- he's trying.
Leviathan
"YOU ALSO LIKE RESIDENT DEVIL?!?? Ah! I-I mean..."
Congrats, you just found yourself someone to discuss the game with
Is open to cosplay the characters with you
You two will have competitions to see who can beat the game faster.
You both also share theories with each other all the time
Or simply discuss the characters together
He purposefully stays quiet to hear you ramble on and on- dude finds it adorable
You two also sometimes argue debate over a character name or event in the game
Because while you have Resident Evil
He only knows Resident Devil
This is the equivalent of Devilgram and Instagram
I mean
They’re the same,
But a couple things were altered, y’know, to prevent copyright
So yes, there are definitely a few quarrels here and there
But all in all, it’s a fun gamer bud experience
Don’t tell him I told you but he thinks it’s hot when you show off your badass skills in a boss fight
Satan
He plays it on the lowkey.
Not because he’s embarrassed
But because he partially takes his anger out on the characters
During gory scenes, he imagines it’s him torturing Lucifer, fueling his determination to win
A calculated person, Satan is a smart player
But there are times when he’s particularly angry and he becomes a reckless one, jumping into fights impetuously
This is where you come in and beat the enemy for him
He may get angrier, thinking you are underestimating him
But, for the sake of the person he loves, he calms down knowing you didn’t mean to offend him
A small part in the back of his head also admires you for being able to handle the fight a ton better than he did
Congratulations, you just earned yourself the great Satan’s respect (resident evil-wise).
Asmodeus
“Oh my, I never knew you were into such gory games! Does this mean you’re into blood play, because I know many things about--”
He may look carefree on the outside
But on the inside?
Let’s take a look, shall we?
Holy shit
What the fu--
Jesus christ, can you pull a move like that in real life?
He needs to be careful to not piss you off.
If you can handle this, who knows what you could be capable of?
Hold on.
Wait, you look so concentrated
Eeep! How cute!
Anyways, it ends with him snapping a bunch of pictures 
Keeps them for himself and may brag to his brothers about how he got some “special” shots of you
Obviously never elaborates on what the special part means to keep his dear siblings on edge because, what the hell, they want to know what these special shots are
Would not play the game because there’s “tOo MuCh BlOoDsHeD”
We all know he’s most likely seen his fair share of bloodshed
“What if the adrenaline gives me acne?”
He’s probably just bad at the game--
Verdict: Asmo is a simp and not afraid to flaunt it.
Beel
...Are you okay?
Do you think about homicide--?
Oh, that lady looks nice.
Huh, she’s 9′6″??
What’s her name? Lady Dimitrescu?
Okay-- WAIT WHY IS SHE TURNING INTO THAT??
Not scared, just a tad bit concerned 
Poor Beel, concerned for Lady D :’)
Also, seeing the death’s of Bela, Daniela, and Cassandra hit different
Because he know what it’s like to lose a sibling.
Safe to say he understands Alcina’s pain when she raged about her children being dead.
Also concerned about how the gore could affect you
Because isn’t stuff like this supposed to traumatize humans?
Would support you regardless though
And thinks that you’re really brave for playing the game and still being able to stand strong
On another note, Beel decided to make small flower graves for the three sisters and Alcina because he’s adorable and kind like that
Belphegor
Likes the game but is too lazy to play himself
Regularly watches Satan play (or at least as much as he can before deciding it’s nap time)
I hope you enjoy Belphie using you as a body pillow and watching you play from now on 
Makes small comments here and there to help you out
“To your left... Oh, and open the window- yeah, that one.”
Will smirk, impressed, when you deal with the fights and win yourself without his comments.
“That’s my Y/n”
(Sorry I don’t know what else to put for him :’))
Diavolo
“Is this a human trend?” meme
Will watch excitedly and “oooo” whenever you do something cool
Be careful though, because the questions will not stop as you play
“What’s that? I see. What’s it for? How do you win the game? Who’s that character? Why can’t you do this? What about--?”
Diavolo, you’re awesome and all, but please
shush
On the inside, is also one that might be a tad concerned about your mental health because doesn’t that gore traumatize humans?
Wait, you do this for entertainment?
...
Another warning: he will shower you in merchandise from the game
I am not above the fact that this man has a game room 
And he will try to master the game
Casually pushes all his paperwork over to Lucifer so he can play Resident Evil
RIP Luci
Unfortunately, Diavolo will have trouble grasping the game and how it works
You will have to explain many things to him
Good luck- he’s a bit of a boomer (but willing to learn) and may or may not get distracted staring at you
But anyways, he enjoys engaging in the competitions you and Levi have
Whether it be playing as well or simply watching
He just loves to see you happy
Barbatos
Oh my, what’s this?
Will watch you play
and constantly criticize how filthy the Dimitrescu castle is
“Do they have any idea how many rats this can attract?”
Barbatos, your weakness is showing.
Seeing you so happy while playing the game helps him relax from his daily troubles tasks
He rewards you with a pat on the head any time you beat a foe
When Diavolo goes over to the HoL or when you come over to play in he silently cheers you on in the background.
Solomon
Yuh
Is educated on the game and knows his shit as the only other human 
Maybe knows a bit too much of the game
You will later come to find out that, somewhere in his mass tangle of shady connections, he knows a developer
Might give you tips and tricks to get on higher levels
But never, and I mean never, challenge him like you would with Levi to see who can beat the game faster
Because he will beat you by a seconds on purpose, just to piss you of
all the while doing that dark, shady chuckle
Asshole
But anyways, if you manage to finesse and beat him, he will be 
So confused
“I thought I did it all right, what went wrong...?” he thinks to himself.
On the outside, however, he’s smiling
Will hand over some praise to his little apprentice, but if you look carefully you will see a spark of annoyance
We get it Solomon, you’re a sore loser.
In the end, he will still leave somewhat impressed at your skillz
Simeon
w h a t
Is a little scared
“Is this one of them video games you kids play nowadays...? Just kidding. What are you playing-- oh my”
Might try to figure out how to play
But alas, 
Simeon is yet another boomer
So he will have quite some trouble even figuring out how to move
And why does he hold the controller like that what
If you’ve seen that one picture of him holding his phone sideways you know what I mean
On another note, if you look through his poem book, then you may or may not find a few poems describing how amazing and badass you looked hustling the entire game
Luke
about to bomb this master hill
No literally is considering bombing the computer or whatever you’re playing on because wHAT IS THAT
He is just
So 
So 
Scared
This will give him nightmares for weeks
Apparently Alcina reminds him of Lucifer so he kinda
Hates her
Says he will protect you
--as he runs out of the room in fear
Irrelevant but the one he hates the most is fetus baby
Michael have mercy on this poor boy--
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Hi! I'm new in the fandom and wanted to ask why everyone seems to be hating Derek Landy? Yes the books are pretty brutal and he's low-key sadistic with the characters, but aren't most book authors? I just finished book 6 and I'm really enjoying them so far. I'm just curious and don't wanna offend anyone.
oh boy buckle up - I just want to first of all say welcome to the fandom!!! Although it may seem a bit negative sometimes, it’s mainly because we love the series and characters so much!
There’s a lot of people who know more about + have details on Landy’s problematic statements/actions so guys/fandom if you could add that onto this post, I’d appreciate it.
A short summary:
problematic representation in books
the disaster of Phase 2
attacking fans (bonus: his gf attacking fans)
problematic relationships with young fans
But I’ve been meaning to do an analysis of why Landy’s representation of queer people and the LGBTQ+ Community has been problematic for a while and I have examples so buckle up everyone:
So, as a brief introduction, there’s several reasons why people aren’t the biggest fan of Landy - one you won’t be aware of for awhile is Phase 2, which starts after Book 9
Phase 2, I think I can say confidently, has not been as well received as Phase 1. Lots of the characters we liked in Phase 1 don’t appear or have lost all their character development from Phase 1. There are so many side plots that are very confusing and most people aren’t particularly interested in them so large parts of each book are quite boring for most of the fandom.
But onto my main argument (edit: in a reblog below, Faceless has linked many of the examples I discuss if you are interested)
Landy has had quite a bumpy ride when it comes to representation: in the Demon Road series (outside of SP) there was a very problematic portrayal of a wlw relationship. He claimed that everyone is eventually bisexual, and then there is a wider issue of representation in the actual Skulduggery books.
Firstly, those characters that are in the LGBTQ+ community tend to have that aspect of their life continuously pointed out/or mentioned (like Landy is trying to show how ‘diverse’ he is) but then have very little character development/or mention of anything other than that.
There is a supposedly major wlw ship in Phase 2, but it is so underdeveloped it feels more like a main character and her cheerleader. In the last book we finally got some development only for them to then break up (although I somewhat liked the realistic reasons behind it, it did disappoint me)
Linking from this, there is a general difference in how Landy treats non-canon queer ships versus straight ones
When asked about the possibility of a non-canon straight ship, he said he didn’t like to dismiss the fan’s ships. In comparison when a fan asked about mlm ship, he immediately said no to it (keep in mind there was no dubious relationship between these two in the books, they are super close so it made no sense for him to completely refuse it)
Landy also likes to point out his queer characters like China and Tanith, who are both canonly bisexual/pansexual (he confirmed to a fan that China and Eliza were a thing) and yet, whenever the two are romantically involved with someone, it’s a man.
Now, before I get people attacking me saying they are still bisexual even though they’re in straight passing relationships, I AM bisexual, I hate it when people invalidate my sexuality just because I am in a relationship w a guy or girl.
But eVERYTIME, these two end up with a guy, and the only time Landy has confirmed they aren’t straight are either in blink and you’ll miss it moments or outside of the books (sort of like Rowling claiming characters were gay on Twitter, and yet these characters were never seen expressing these identities in the books or in later media)
So why is this representation problematic? Because writers like Landy seem to think they’ve actually done a good job - stating once that a character identifies/or has a certain sexual orientation, and then never elaborating on it again, as if that somehow wins him brownie points.
I’m not going to talk to much about Never - for context this is a gender fluid character in Phase Two - because I myself am not gender fluid, so I would not want to speak for that side of the community incorrectly. In my personal opinion, having several genderfluid friends, Never’s characterisation is bloody weird.
For context, in the books, Landy changes the pronouns that Never uses and others use to address him/her practically every sentence. At times it feels less like a portrayal of a genderfluid character, and more like a mockery (one of my aforementioned genderfluid friends stopped reading the series at this point because they found it too close to the mocking insults their grandparents would use e.g. changing pronouns every sentence as if making out that their gender identity was some absurd thing)
Again, rest of the fandom feel free to interject in here, there are definitely people more qualified to speak on this than me.
I also want to talk a little bit about the problematic way Derek handles female members of the LGBTQ+ community in comparison to the male ones. I’ve mentioned above a bit of the problems with China/Tanith but I want to go a bit further into the issue with the male ones: namely, there are barely any.
While the three main female characters are all canonly bisexual, none of the major male ones are (if I’m wrong, please correct me!) and the only one who could possibly be considered major is Anton Shudder and his boyfriend who are confirmed to have been in a relationship, oh wait, when they are both dead. Apart from that, there is not one major male member of the LGBTQ+ community in these books that Landy claims are so diverse.
I think it is also slightly worrying that so many of Landy’s female characters are bisexual, characters who Landy also constantly describes as pretty/gorgeous/attractive etc. because it just feels like that typical thing of men fetishising wlw women (particularly bisexual women) hence why I also think the fact that two of these women never have a relationship with another wlw in the actual books is very problematic, as these sexual orientations feel more for show than actual canon most of the time.
There is a very big problem with the way Landy goes about queer representation in his books, and the worse part? He thinks he’s doing great.
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resignedseraph · 3 years
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So after a fantastic (/s) hour of being broadly triggered by something last night, I decided to start going through the notes I took on the Bible when I was attempting to read the whole thing (I didn’t succeed at that but there’s still a bunch of entries of notes). The interesting thing about that is that for a good half of it, I was still in the cult, and for most of the rest of it, I was still at least mentally in it. I haven’t looked at it for like two years tbh but here is my commentary on some entries
TW for possibly scrupulosity triggering statements and rapture anxiety
4/26/17 Genesis 16
Sarai and Abram definitely weren't perfect. They had slaves, and Sarai was mischievous.
Being mischievous is (implied) sinful?
6/17/17 Exodus 17
Amelek went to fight the Israelites and whenever Moses held up his staff, we won.
I would make a joke about how I am neither Jewish nor several thousand years old so the “we” makes no sense, but honestly it says something about the connections simulated by the cult between different social groups for narrative purposes
8/30/17 Luke 19
If you do what God asks you to, good things generally happen.
8/31/17 Luke 20
It doesn't pay well to question Jesus.
9/1/17 Luke 21
When the end of the world comes, try to persevere through it.
Something about this just... I don’t know. The order and contents are unsettling and kind of tragic to reflect on. I don’t know if that makes sense
9/5/17 Acts 2
Sun turning to darkness, check. Moon turning to blood, maybe??
More rapture anxiety/anticipation here. At the time my class and some of the classes above and below considered that maybe the rapture was soon because of the recent eclipse and blood moon
9/8/17 Acts 5
Sometimes people think Christians are evil because of the story in this chapter about Ananias and Saphira falling dead at the church.
Oh yes, it’s such a leap to make assumptions about people who approve of a deity killing people when they make a somewhat selfish but not actively malicious decision
9/9/17 Acts 6
We are still to care for the poor, just not people who are leeching off of recsources they don't really need.
9/10/17 Acts 7
People are always going to criticize you if you are a Christian.
Can you tell the cult was very pro-capitalism and encouraging of persecution complexes?
9/22/17 Acts 19
God gave Paul power to heal people without even trying. People just had to brush against his clothes to be healed.
Me in 2017: *looked up to Paul as a role model and almost magical figure*
Me now: man fuck Paul
10/8/17 Romans 8
Paul is conpletely convinced, and I am too, that nothing (literally nothing) is able to separate us from Jesus once we’re saved.
I fucking hope there is, sheesh, I’m glad I’m finally away from that bastard
10/13/17 Romans 13
There should be no reason to fear the government if you’ve done nothing wrong because God has appointed people to rule. Rulers don’t just happen by accident.
Fuckin... nationalism babey.... I guess... hhhhhh
Job 9-10
Job keeps complaining that he’s blameless. Then he asks God to kill him now.
Job 11-12
Another of Job’s friends tells him to repent of any sins he had committed and Job would not suffer any more. Job says again that his complaining is justified because he hasn’t done anything wrong, and he asks God to listen to him appeal for his innocence.
I would make a dark joke about how being so angry and upset at God that you ask him to smit you is a mood, but this is just sad. I feel so bad for Job; I doubt he existed but this poor man did nothing to deserve any of that.
Job 42
Job replies saying that he knew nothing compared to God, and took his words back. God scolded Job’s “friends” as well as Elihu and told them to sacrifice 7 bulls and have Job pray for them. Only then would God forgive them. Then God restored Job’s previous possessions and gave him 7 children, which he bestowed inheritance to all of them, even the girls. Job for the win!!
Diversity feminism win! Local man gives his daughters money through his will
1/2/18 Psalm 97-98
God is fair and He made Earth so He will judge people fairly. God is ruler of everything and you really should be on His side or else you’re going to get it.
Just a little conflicting??? I can’t with the fact that these are in the same entry right next to either other
2/19/18 Proverbs 1
Don’t be friends with wicked people because soon you be like them and shoot yourself in the foot by doing it. Listen to wisdom or you will really regret it.
And uhhh that’s why I stayed in the cult mentally for a bit even when I left
3/9/18 Proverbs 19
Because foolish and wicked people only lead to more wickedness, it’s better for a ruler to do away with them in a righteous way.
W h a t d i d y o u j u s t s a y n o w ? 😀
3/21 Ecclesiastes 1
This first thing I have to say is that Solomon is really depressing. He says how he has searched the world and that nothing means anything because history just repeats itself. Wow thanks Solomon for repeating what I already knew in a really depressing way.
Anyway remember that time I had an existential crisis about my life compared to the expanse of human history? Yeah that was like five years before this
4/13 Isaiah 12
When all the punishment is done, people will praise God for relenting and give thanks to Him.
4/14 Isaiah 13
Babylon will fall and God will punish them by the Medes and Persians invading. There will be no pity.
4/15 Isaiah 14
Moab will fall and be obliterated.
4/16 Isaiah 16
Moab will suffer and wander until they’re judged.
4/17 Isaiah 17
A bunch of areas of Israel will be torn apart and laid waste because they have forgotten God.
Well this is just morbid
4/24 Isaiah 24
God will raze Earth and there will be no joy. I don’t want to be alive when that happens.
What do I even put here. I was supposed to be worrying about if I had learned the lyrics to the newest pop song yet at this age, not worrying about whether I wanted to be alive or not during some hypothetical point in time
5/4 (May the Fourth Be With You!) Isaiah 34
God will utterly destroy Edom. It will not be able to be cultivated or recovered and animals will become its citizens.
The whiplash is so stark that this almost becomes funny??? Like not even joking, if I had to pick an excerpt of something I wrote at the time to represent what I was like, it would probably be this
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ask meme tag! i was tagged by @serendistudy thank you i really needed a fun break :] ilu
1. who are you named after? - haters will say i got my name bc my mom needed a name starting with an N, but i choose to believe what my sister told me when i was 5 which was that there was a princess w/ my name whom i inherited it from
2. last time you cried? - when my gf dropped me off at the train station yesterday
3. do you like your handwriting? - my affection for it comes and goes, i like it when it’s neat and Not when it’s messy
4. longest relationship? - my current one! two years :]
5. do you still have your tonsils? - yeah and they’ll have to pry them off of my cold dead body bc i’m not enduring that pain at this age
6. would you bungee jump? - held at gunpoint or if doing it would win me $1M
7. what is your fav kind of cereal? - yogurt flakes and chocolate filled pillow-type cereal
8. do you untie your shoes when you take them off? - depends but mostly no
9. do you think you’re strong-willed? - i try to be
10. favorite ice-cream? - that roar hazelnut one and i also like coffee and caramel ice creams
11. what is the first thing you notice about a person? - how they walk and dress + if they are smiling or looking at me in the eyes (if we are talking) (it was a big thing in my childhood my mom told me to always smile and look into peoples’ eyes)
12. football or baseball? - neither, it’s tennis and badminton and if i have to watch something it’s gymnastics or figure skating
13. what color pants are you wearing? - black with white stripes
14. last thing you ate? - toast and tea
15. what are you listening to? - currently a lot of jazz but also chloe x halle’s new album which is Great
16. if you were a crayon, what color would you be? - like a really mauvy pastel purple or sunshine yellow
17. what is your fav smell? - rain, various perfumes, honey, coconut
18. who was the last person you talked to on the phone? - my landlord
19. married? - god i wish, our plan rn is for it to happen in about 5 years for various reasons
20. hair color? - kind of light brown but dirty 
21. eye color? - brown with some hazel segments
22. favorite food to eat? - pasta, spicy stuff esp. spicy ramen, salmon, fries etc etc
23. scary movies? - no i don’t like them tbh, never have except scream
24. fav holiday? - halloween or midsummer they both have vibes i like and the new year ofc
25. what color shirt are you wearing? - white
26. beer or wine? - neither, i don’t drink alcohol :]
27. night owl or early bird? - oh early bird all the way, i would much prefer to wake up at 5 am than stay up past 1 AM
28. fav day of the week? - monday or saturday
29. favorite animal? - dogs, snow leopards and all big kitties, bears, and something else as well that i have forgotten
30. do you have a pet? - my family has a dog, his name is yuki and he’s big and round and an absolute sociopath of a kleinspitz
31. where would you like to travel? - everywhere, but as a couple there are very few places in which we would be completely safe in so our options are somewhat limited
i tag no one but i enjoyed this v much :] 
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hope-for-olicity · 5 years
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Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - October 11th, 2019
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Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! They are posted in the order I read them. This and all previous Fabulous Olicity Fanfic posts can be found on my blog. 
Another shortlist, I’m very busy working on the Canadian election so post Election Day, October 21st, I hope to catch up, fingers crossed. 
Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow Canadians!
I Won't Let You Fall by imfallingforyoureyes102  - “Butt grabbing,” Oliver deadpans, anger flashing in his eyes as his voice drops even lower. “Mhmm.” Oliver turns suddenly, already moving to stalk out of the glass doors when Felicity grabs at his arm and yanks him back towards her, a quiet "okay, should not have mentioned that" falling from her lips. (Or, on the way to the annual Queen Consolidated Conference, The Queens and Felicity are ambushed by paparazzi and the almost caveman-like way in which Oliver reacts leaves Moira Queen to question a certain blonde IT expert's place in her son's life). https://archiveofourown.org/works/20847629
Maybe This Will Be Fun multi-chapter WIP by @cruzrogue - fictober19 - A 31 days of prompts for the Month of October. Oliver and Felicity... having adventures. This will be a wild ride as I try to figure where my crazy mind can conceive and draw up quickly on a hopefully daily writing tour. As always thank you for joining me in a olicity world that I try to at least make somewhat entertaining. https://archiveofourown.org/works/20849105/chapters/49560353
It Will Be Fun. Trust Me. by @stephswims - fictober19 - Felicity doesn’t agree with Oliver’s plans for a relaxing vacation. How will she ever get him to see her perspective? https://archiveofourown.org/works/20852435/chapters/4956833
Just Follow Me. I Know the Area. by @stephswims - fictober19 - Rewrite of the infamous 3x01 date. https://archiveofourown.org/works/20869541
Now? Now you listen to me? by @stephswims - fictober19 - It’s moving day for our favorite Queens. https://archiveofourown.org/works/20885621
I Know You Didn’t Ask For This by @stephswims - fictober19 - Set in season 2 https://archiveofourown.org/works/20895380
Coming Up for Air multi-chapter WIP by @smoaking-greenarrow - Sequel to Just Beneath the Surface: Two years after their traumatic meeting in the Holland Forest, Felicity and Oliver are still learning how to find their place together as a couple, while working side by side at the FBI…not to mention all the other issues that come with surviving a serial killer’s obsession. The Dollmaker is locked up tight at Slabside, but Felicity and Oliver quickly realize that the past has a way of crawling back to haunt them, in more ways than one. https://archiveofourown.org/works/20896937/chapters/49674104
Paging Dr. Smoak multi-chapter WIP by @laxit21 - When Oliver Queen gets into a car accident, he meets Dr. Felicity Smoak. He had no idea how much a chance meeting would change his life. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17262497/chapters/40595483
Love Dares multi-chapter WIP by melicitysmoak - What if episode 4x15 "Taken" never happened and Oliver and Felicity's engagement led to their wedding, after which they lived HEA in a peaceful Star City with him as mayor? Until they began to drift apart when they kept trying to have a baby but fail again and again due to a slight but unfortunate twist in episode 4x10. Then Oliver's "big lie" surfaced because of a tragic accident, threatening to end all hopes of saving their marriage. What would Love dare to do before it's too late? A series of "dares" commences, as Oliver rediscovers what it means to love and tries to win back the love of his life. https://archiveofourown.org/works/20905820/chapters/49696607
Mother and Daughter multi-chapter WIP by @geneshaven - This story takes place about a month after the end of season four of Arrow. Part 1:  https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/185514424509/mother-and-daughter Part 2: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/185838451529/mother-and-daughter Part 3: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/186160753704/mother-and-daughter Part 4: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/186325238679/mother-and-daughter Part 5: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/186488413659/mother-and-daughter Part 6: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/186812609664/mother-and-daughter Part 7: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/187346683434/mother-and-daughter Part 8: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/187660854339/mother-and-daughter Part 9: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/188146804979/mother-and-daughter
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jeks-tgs · 4 years
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Highschool AU - Part 2: How To Make Friends Enemies 101
(TW: Mentions of abuse, violence, blood, disassociation, panic attack)
Walking into class with a poorly concealed black eye was not what he had wanted to do, but sadly he had no say in the matter. Everyone looked up, eyes instantly judgmental, it felt like, looking over this stranger to not only their school but their country.
"Class, this is our new student," The teacher, a kind looking older woman with spidery fingures and sharp cheekbones, introduced him to the class. He stood in front of them, back to the whiteboard, and felt his anxiety build. "Introduce yourself, sweetheart." Somewhat encouraged by her gentle smile and soft Southern drawl, he cleared his throat.
"W-Well, my name's Henry Jekyll, and–"
"Holy shit, you're voice is so fucking deep!"
"He sounds like David Tennant, the fuck?"
"Crowley, is that you!?"
The laughter and comments killed whatever confidence he might have had, and he shrank in on himself. The teacher frowned at her students, holding a hand up. They fell quite, a few sinking down in their seats at her disapproving face.
"Class, that was very disrespectful," She scolded. She must have been one of those teachers students actually liked, because a good chunk of the class looked genuinely guilty for having upset her. "Henry is new, not only to this school, not only to this state, but to this country as well. While some of your comments may not have been intended to be mean, you must take into consideration how this might seem from Henry's perspective." She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, looking worried when he flinched. "He just moved here from an entirely different continent, and his first interaction in a new hometown is to be teased. Now, what do we say?"
A round of apologies were given, some less enthusiastic than others, and Henry felt like he had already made at least five enemies in this class alone. The teacher made a gesture with her hands, and he nervously continued.
"I was born in Glasgow, Scotland, and when I was fourteen my parents moved back up to London. We recently moved to America due to my father's job offering him a better position here, and.. yeah.. that's.. about all there is to.. that.." He felt stupid, and the snickering of some students in the back only worsened the feeling. Suddenly, a girl raised her hand. Henry looked at her, then at the teacher, confused.
"Yes, Melody, what's your question?" Oh. That.. that should have been obvious, he was a fucking idiot-
"Do you watch Doctor Who?" Henry resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Of course he was asked that. Just as he was about to give a brief 'yes', he felt eyes on him. He looked up, and nearly lost his composure; it was that blond kid who was in his backyard last night! He locked eyes with, and suddenly felt the strong urge to prove himself. To who or as what, he had no idea, but he found himself popping his collar and responding in a casual voice, "Bitch, I *am* the doctor."
Edward cracked a grin, laughing and looking away, and he got a few chuckles from some of the other kids.
"Are you aware you look like Crowley from Good Omens?"
"Ah, shit, has angel been blowing my cover again?" He himself laughed a bit when someone coughed out a quick, "That's not the only thing he blows-" After a few more questions (and wow, this teacher gave no fucks about language, and was even laughing herself, okay-), he moved to pick a seat. Feeling a bit bold, he sat beside Edward. The class went dead quiet, and Henry suddenly regretted every life decision he'd ever made, especially when faced with a pair of confused, passive-aggressive eyes.
"..no one sits next to me," He sounded Irish, something Henry hadn't picked up on when he'd first met him. Without thinking, tongue loosened from his quips earlier, he blurted, "Why, d'ye stink?" Someone actually squeaked with fear, and even the teacher was watching them hesitantly. What the fuck had he gotten himself into? The blond's eyes widened a bit, clearly taken aback, and a smile started to creep onto his face.
"You're ballsy, Jekyll," Edward chuckled. Henry felt mildly relieved, but his idea that this was some form of acceptance was washed away instantly when the shorter boy chirped happily, "I'm gonna beat the fuck out of you behind the school during lunch. Don't puss out on me." Henry looked around at the rest of the class, but no one would meet his eyes, except a few who looked at him like they were attending his funeral.
"Mr. Hyde, that's enough," The teacher snapped, turning to begin the lesson. Henry spent the next hour sitting in an uncomfortable plastic chair next to a kid who was looking at him like he was going to disembowel him for fun.
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"Only lasted a day, god damn.."
The story had apparently spread fast, and the comments in the halls weren't helping in the slightest. When lunch rang, someone actually pressed a slip of paper into his hand that simply read, 'Remember: it's 9-9-1 in America, not 9-9-9'. Real fucking helpful, thanks kid. He slowly made his way outside, ignoring the Hunger Games whistles behind him as he turned the corner.
There he was. It was only him and Edward back here- wait, no.. fuck, he'd brought Robert Lanyon. That kid was a good 6"10, what the fuck, how was that fair!? Steeling his nerves, he straightened up, chin held high as he approached him. The blond seemed genuinely surprised to see him, and turned to Robert with a laugh.
"Looks like I'll be getting that snog-sesh after all, Lanyon~" ...what?
Robert rolled his eyes, correcting, "If you win."
"I always win~" G'ah, fuck, he was gonna die-
Henry watched Edward circle him like a shark, green eyes glinting as he licked his teeth. Out of nowhere, the blond swung. His fist connected with Henry's jaw, knocking the Scot flat on his back. Edward, seemingly disappointed, commented, "Shit.. that was quick. Alright, Bob, where's my tonsel hockey, you uppity fu-"
As Henry kicked the blond's legs out from under him, the only thought running through his head was; That barely felt like anything compared to how hard my father hits me. Edward hit the ground with a yelp, and Robert actually let out a surprised laugh. The amusement died as Henry launched himself at the other, drawing back and clocking him dead in the face. He hit him a few more times, then grabbed him by his shirt collar and shook him, his left hand pulled back threateningly, clenched in a bloodied fist.
"Stay the hell away from me!!" Robert had grabbed hold of the back of his shirt, but he couldn't tug him off, adrenaline and fear and maybe a bit of a PTSD attack keeping Henry firmly in place. Others had rounded the corner at the shouting, gasping and murmuring as they crowded around the unexpected victor. "Don't look at me, don't talk to me, don't even fucking think about me!!" Edward's nose was gushing blood, clearly broken, and his green eyes were wide with fear, tears dribbling down his face. He was shaking immensely, thin fingers clutching at Henry's wrist, feebly trying to tug him off.
"If you ever touch me again, I'll break every bone in your fucking body!!" He was oblivious to the crowd, unaware of how kids who had looked at him with sympathy were now looking at him with fear, how peers who had seemed to want to be friends with him were now mentally planning routes to avoid ever having to see him again. "Do you understand me?" Edward let out a pitiful whimper, then cried out in terror when Henry grabbed him by the hair and pulled. "I said do you understand!?!" Edward wailed with fright, and Robert finally pulled Henry off of the blond. He staggered to his feet, rubbing his bruised jaw and breathing hard.
"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" Robert shouted as he helped Edward up, holding the swaying teen to his chest. Henry blinked a few times, guilt settling heavily in his gut. Fuck.. fuck, what had he done? He wasn't a violent person, so why..? The Scot didn't answer, just turned and walked away, not paying any mind to how the other kids were practically tripping over themselves to get out of his way. He rounded a corner, and the minute he was out of sight, his knees gave out. He simply sat there, disassociating, struggling to breath as a panic attack overwhelmed him.
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Derick E. Hingle-USA TODAY Sports
Down go the champs
SEC football is back in all it’s glory. For some schools, football being back was awesome as they watched their teams start the 2020 campaign with a W. For some, it was fun to see their favorite programs play but disappointing to start the year off with an L. Then there were LSU fans....
The Bayou Bengals became the first defending champs to lose their season opener since 1998 when Notre Dame fell to Michigan. Turns out replacing a Heisman winner, both coordinators, most of the offensive line, top three wide receivers, top running back and the majority of defensive starters is kind of a big deal.
Also, it turns out Mike Leach and his Mississippi State Bulldogs are ready for SEC defenses.
With one data point now available there were some shakeups to this week’s rankings. Let’s take a look. Also a quick note, I decided to drop FEI because it doesn’t appear those rankings are being updated on a weekly basis.
#1.) Alabama 1-0 (—)
SP+: 3 | FPI: 2
Last Game: 38-19 W @ Missouri
I admit that I watched exactly 2 snaps of this game so I don’t have much to offer in the form of analysis. It appears the Crimson Tide took care of business and then cruised to the finish line. Najee Harris scored three touchdowns, Mac Jones was efficient and Jaylen Waddle is still impossible to cover. Not sure there’s a ton to takeaway from this game for either team except that the Tide aren’t going to be surprisingly bad. We will learn more this weekend when the Aggies come to town.
Next Game: vs Texas A&M
#2.) Georgia 1-0 (—)
SP+: 4 | FPI: 6
Last Game: 37-10 W @ Arkansas
Per 247 Composite, there are sixteen former 5-star recruits on Georgia’s 2020 football roster. That’s the most of any program. More than Alabama, Ohio State and Clemson. It’s more than Auburn, Florida, Texas A&M and Tennessee combined. They opened the season with a road trip to Fayetteville to take on a Hog program stuck in the mud. A program with only four more 4-star players than UGA 5-stars.
And yet...
Hilariously, Arkansas took a 7-5 lead into halftime. Redshirt D’Wan Mathis did not look ready for collegiate football and it took the insertion of walk-on Stetson Bennett for the Dawgs to finally take care of business. The offensive line did not look it’s former dominant self either. The biggest question facing UGA heading into 2020 was whether or not this offense could take the next step. So far, it ain’t looking good....
But it might not matter. After allowing a 7 play 91 yard touchdown drive, UGA’s defense allowed only a field goal while picking off Franks three times including taking one back for six points. That’s why I still have them in the #2 spot over the Gators. This offense might not be great again but this defense is good enough to prevent a total meltdown. This weekend will tell us a lot about what this Dawg team is capable of accomplishing this fall.
Next Game: vs Auburn
#3.) Florida 1-0 (—)
SP+: 8 | FPI: 9
Last Game: 51-35 W @ Ole Miss
The University of Florida Fighting Kyles lit up the scoreboard in Oxford over the weekend. Kyle Trask threw for 416 yds and SIX touchdowns Saturday. WR/TE/Freak Kyle Pitts caught 8 of those passes for 170 yards and 4 touchdowns. Needless to say, Ole Miss fans won’t be naming any kids Kyle in the near future.
But while the offense was spectacular, that Gator defense had some serious struggles. I expected Ole Miss to put some points on the board but I didn’t see 600+ yards coming. The main concern I had about this UF team heading into 2020 was whether or not this defense was good enough to slow folks down. As of now, that question remains unanswered. It will be interesting to see how they look against an ok South Carolina team this weekend.
Next Game: vs South Carolina
#4.) Auburn 1-0 (+1)
SP+: 6 | FPI: 7
Last Game 29-13 W vs Kentucky
Auburn had the 2nd best win of the weekend taking down a veteran, physical Kentucky squad. The Wildcats controlled the first half for the most part but the Tigers dominated the 2nd half and were able to come away with a somewhat comfortable win.
Bo Nix looked good in his 2020 debut and Seth Williams is gonna be a problem for a lot of defenses this fall. Defensively, Auburn got knocked around early but settled down in the 2nd half. The big question is still the offensive line which performed admirably in their season debut but must improve if the Tigers are going to end that awful drought in Athens on Saturday.
Next Game: @ Georgia
#5.) Mississippi State 1-0 (+7)
SP+: 38 | FPI: 35
Last Game: 44-34 W @ LSU
Ok so I got a lot of apologizing to do to State fans. I thought this State team would be pretty bad this year. Sure Leach added an outstanding grad transfer at QB in K.J. Costello over the off-season but cmon... This Mississippi State team isn’t exactly overflowing with talent especially at the skill position (sans Kylin Hill). And that defense lost some major contributors and are switching to a brand new scheme. They will be luck to win 3 games I thought...
Welp....
Turns out this team is ready to create mayhem in the SEC. Costello carved up that vaunted DBU secondary and if he hadn’t kept turning the ball over this game might have been a legit blowout. Costello set the single game SEC passing record throwing for 623 yards and 5 touchdowns. Three State players crossed the century mark including star tailback Kylin Hill.
I don’t know how this season goes for Mississippi State but it’s definitely going to go much better than I expected. Gotta give an immense amount of credit to Leach and his coaching staff. They came out ready to go and made a massive statement this past weekend.
Next Game: vs Arkansas
#6.) Tennessee 1-0 (+1)
SP+: 24 | FPI: 30
Last Game: 31-27 W @ South Carolina
I picked Tennessee to lose this game but the Vols were able to make less mistakes than the Cocks and a few more big plays to escape with the W. It wasn’t necessarily an impressive performance but it was effective. The Dawgs look vulnerable and Tennessee has more talent than Kentucky. Can Jeremy Pruitt capitalize and make that final game of the year against UF the de facto SEC East championship?
Next Game: vs Missouri
#7.) Texas A&M 1-0 (-1)
SP+: 19 | FPI: 19
Last Game: 17-12 W vs Vanderbilt
Technically, Texas A&M won Saturday. But if anyone ventured over to the SEC Alternate channel to watch this cluster of a game, you probably didn’t come away super impressed with the supposed top challenger to the Tide in the West.
Turns out Kellen Mond is still Kellen Mond. That offensive line is still pretty bad and losing all that WR production is not easily replaced. I don’t think things are going to go well in Tuscaloosa this weekend....
Next Game: @ Alabama
#8.) Kentucky 0-1 (—)
SP+: 43 | FPI: 27
Last Game: 13-29 L @ Auburn
For one half of football, it looked like the Wildcats had a shot at living up to the preseason hype. Maybe this is the year they could go on the road into an SEC West venue against a ranked opponent and get the W. Then the 2nd half kicked off...
A disastrous 4th quarter resulted in a frustrating L for Big Blue Nation and they don’t get to lick their wounds. An explosive Rebel attack is set to visit Lexington and if Terry Wilson doesn’t get those turnovers cleaned up they could very well be 0-2 this time next week. I still think though this is top 3 team in the SEC East. We will see if they can get right against the Lane Train.
Next Game: vs Ole Miss
#9.) LSU 0-1 (-5)
SP+: 25 | FPI: 13
Last Game: 34-44 L vs Mississippi State
Turns out you can’t just easily replace literally your whole organization following a national championship. Weird huh?
It didn’t take long for LSU fans to learn that the Myles Brennan and Bo Pelini hype ain’t for real. The Tigers new QB struggled much of the day and wasn’t helped by drops and a porous offensive line. Pelini refused to switch out of his man defense and allowed Mike Leach to put on a clinic on how to beat it over and over again. There are some serious problems on this LSU team and I don’t know if they can all get fixed in the coming weeks.
Fortunately, a trip to play a not very good Vanderbilt team should get Ed O back to .500. However, if LSU wants any shot at a repeat they gotta find a way to adjust to this new world.
Next Game: @ Vanderbilt
#10.) Ole Miss 0-1 (-1)
SP+: 44 | FPI: 37
Last Game: 35-51 L vs Florida
I honestly didn’t wanna move Ole Miss down a spot it just kinda happened. The Rebels showed they are exactly who I thought they were over the weekend. An explosive but inconsistent offense paired with a very bad defense. The Rebels are going to give DCs around the SEC headaches but they are going to need some stops on the other side of the ball if they wanna string together any Ws. Big opportunity to make a statement this weekend against a frustrated Kentucky team.
Next Game: @ Kentucky
#11.) South Carolina 0-1 (—)
SP+: 34 | FPI: 40
Last Game: 27-31 L vs Tennessee
South Carolina has mastered losing to Tennessee in frustrating fashion. They fought to the bitter end but a punt off the backside of a blocker ended any opportunity of a dramatic finish. Offensively, South Carolina looked ok. It’s clear outside of Shi Smith this team is lacking in terms of play makers. This Saturday is a must win for Coach Boom.
Next Game: @ Missouri
#12.) Missouri 0-1 (-2)
SP+: 48 | FPI: 42
Last Game: 19-38 L vs Alabama
As I said above, I didn’t really watch this game so I got nothing really to say about this Mizzou squad other than they covered and that’s all that really mattered.
Next Game: @ Tennessee
#13.) Vanderbilt 0-1 (+1)
SP+: 110 | FPI: 68
Last Game: 12-17 L @ Texas A&M
They did their darndest to pull the stunner but then they are also Vanderbilt so of course it didn’t happen. I was impressed overall with the Dores performance though and rewarded them with what will likely be their highest ranking of the season. No way LSU loses this game too right?
Next Game: vs LSU
#14.) Arkansas 0-1 (-1)
SP+: 75 | FPI: 59
Last Game: 10-37 L vs Georgia
For one half of football, Arkansas stood toe to toe with one of the giants of the SEC. Hog fans rejoiced that maybe just maybe Sam Pittman was going to do the impossible. Then reality hit like a train in the 2nd half...
Outside of a few skill players on offense and the best named linebacker in the country in Bumper Pool, this program is devoid of SEC caliber talent. Feleipe Franks is still not a great quarterback. With Mississippi State not being the dumpser fire as hoped, I am not sure there’s a W on this schedule for the Hogs....
Next Game: @ Mississippi State
War Eagle!
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