#and like i think that stresses me out more than what liam is actually doing

[lizzaneia-elizalde]

Please do yandere!delinquent with deaf!reader who's not so bothered by her condition and actually enjoys her alone time. She's also always up to something extrovert-activity like volunteering in orphanages and old age homes. Helping at exhibitions, something that always includes social interaction. She's people's person but not people pleaser (lmao). Yan delinquent works in 7/11 as well so add a cute interaction b/w them please

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Yandere! Male! Delinquent x Volunteer! Classmate! Fem! Reader

Welcome to the 2nd set of Lizzaneia's 16 yandere OCs! Your support has been so gracious, and I'm utterly surprised by how far we've come. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

Let's start this off with 🌼 anons' request, one of my consistent supporters throughout the months (´；ω；｀)

I kind of struggled how to show the yan side, so forgive me.

Yan! Delinquent name: Liam

Liam has been sent to the guidance office again.

He sighed, leaning back to his chair and started to blow raspberries on his lips. Boredom soothing his brain as he tried to think of anything other than the fact that he'll be late to his job again. His manager will probably scold him again, and he has no choice but to swallow back insults he wishes to throw.

After all, it was his fault in the first place.

Who in their right mind brings cigarettes to Uni? He seriously just wants a stress reliever from being sandwiched between midterms and his job. But once he got to a quiet and remote place to smoke, who knew a professor would also be smoking there?

"Bitch." Liam whispered under his breath, remembering how the professor started pointing fingers that he shouldn't smoke, that it's bad for your health, that it violates school rules, bla bla bla he speaks so much for a person who also smokes.

Although, he's not gonna land in this office if he just shut up. But Liam's temper got to him, and he blurted:

"stop talking, tar bags for lungs. Why are you still alive, smoking a pack and looking like a skeleton about to steal my skin?"

Let's just say that the professor blew his top and dragged his ass here, by the ear and all.

Liam buried his face on the desk, contemplating about his life.

He's always been the troublemaker. His mouth, nonstop, started fights more than stop them. That meant that there's a high percent chance that he'll be in a physical altercation with a person he's talking with.

This made Liam quite the delinquent also. Since he can't really connect with people that well, he decided to double down and be a public enemy.

He also didn't grow up with parents. He's only living by himself in a small apartment with the money that his parents left him, and works part time in a 7/11 with an understandably pissed manager.

Liam sighed.

"I'm just gonna go to sleep..."

But, when Liam was about to go to sleep, the classroom door opened and his head snapped up.

And his eyebrow quirked up.

There you are. In the school uniform, bringing a stack of papers (probably midterm exams) to the professor who was facilitating detention.

But what caught his eyes were a small, almost a Bluetooth earphone looking mechanic attached to your left ear.

"ah, y/n. Thank you for delivering the papers." The professor signed while talking to you.

Filled with curiosity, Liam looked up to you and saw you smile. Your dainty fingers started signing back, but you were also mouthing the sentence you wish to say. Subtle muted syllables of the words sometimes coming out of your mouth.

"no problem, sir. I'm glad to be of help." You ended the conversation with a polite smile before you straightened up. Your eyes looked to him, and blinked in surprise.

In an almost shy gesture, you gave a small wave to him with a cute tilt on your head. Your smile, small yet comforting, refried Liam's brain.

A slow blink, and a sharp inhale of breath made Liam wave back.

He swore he saw pink roses around you.

"what the fuck, why are you so beautiful?"

The professor coughed loudly, choking on his own saliva.

Meanwhile, you only tilted your head. You're still not that good with lipreading, and Liam's expression didn't help either.

So, you thought he just said hi or something.

Getting awkward, you bowed before shuffling outside.

Liam felt frozen in his seat, but also heated up.

You're so fucking cute in his eyes.

He wants to see you more now.

Which class are you in?

God, he hopes you were on the same class. He does not remember the faces of his classmates anyways so there's a high chance you were with him.

And as Liam daydreamed about you, the professor only looked at Liam with the outmost dumbfounded face.

"So you're here."

"?"

You looked up and saw a familiar, frowning face.

With a wave, you smiled at him.

"Hi Liam." You signed out, your voice also sounding out his name.

Liam almost doubled over from the adorableness.

He can't believe he heard his name come out of your lips. Your lips!

On the outside, Liam frowned deeply and scratched his head.

"Hi." He replied back flatly. Absolutely not betraying his own mind.

You knew he just said hi, so you chuckled and took out your phone. With a quick type, you showed him the message you wish to convey.

"Why are you here in the orphanage?"

Liam flinched, not knowing what to reply.

What? Should he freak you out by saying he followed you here?

You were his classmate after all. So why is Liam here also?

It's just that, Liam wants to spend time with you more. Get to know you more.

Liam gulped, and grabbed his phone to type his reply and showed it to you.

"ah... Decided to volunteer too."

You smiled brightly, and Liam swore once more he was blinded momentarily.

Is this what heaven looks like?

You guided him inside the orphanage. And immediately, children looked up to Liam and he jumped from the sudden attention being placed to him.

One child hid behind the other, one looked away, one tilted their head. But one bravely went up to Liam and you, clumsily signing while saying the word.

"friend?" The child asked, a hopeful face sat on his visage. Liam nodded with a small, twitchy smile. It's been a while since he did.

As if on cue, the children grinned, ran up to Liam, and started pulling him to play with them.

A small giggle came out of your lips as you watched Liam getting dragged by the children, watching them with a warm-hearted chest.

All throughout the day, Liam got to know you better.

Despite being deaf, you didn't let it hinder your spirit. You love to volunteer left and right in different organizations, wanting to help the community.

Are you making Liam fall harder for you? He's almost like a melted puddle just watching you from afar.

Although, jealousy burns within him as he tried to ignore the way you gave attention to other people. Especially men.

You appreciated how the school delinquent is apparently just a big softie (it's because of you). He's actually nice and friendly, also generous and playful (once again, it's because of you). You didn't understand why people don't like him.

He's misunderstood.

You also misunderstood his intentions because of it.

Whenever Liam had the chance, he would get close to you. Asking you to teach him sign language, what's not to do when talking with a deaf person, etc.

He wishes to know more about his future wife, after all.

He, as wrong as it sounds, thank the gods sometimes for your deafness.

You won't be offended by the shit he spew out from his mouth by how loose it is.

You won't be hurt.

You won't accidentally take what he said the wrong way.

And because of it, Liam has a strong, strong desire to protect you.

He can't let the others' voices reach your vision.

He just can't.

The bell rang from having the doors open.

"Welcome to 7/11... Y/N." Liam paused, seeing you in the wild. And inside the store he's doing his part time in.

His lips twitched. What luck.

You jumped in surprise when you finally saw Liam.

"Liam!" You said as much as your voice could. And it was enough to make Liam shiver once more.

"Can I help you, Y/N?" Liam signed out while mouthing, a relaxed look on his face.

Liam's a fast learner, immediately learning how to sign. You were thoroughly amazed, showering him with praises. Liam was also sure it was his deathbed at that time, his heart pounding through his chest as warmness and desire course through him while you praised him.

All you need to do is call him good boy really.

"oh nothing." You shook your head. Your hands gently signing out words, a sign of fatigue. "I just want a pick me up."

Liam grinned, going out from his counter as he got to you and held your hand gently. He gave a head tilt and a boyish smile.

And that made your heart flutter.

This didn't go unnoticed by Liam.

"Come on, I have recommendations." Liam guided you to the corner isle, where refreshments and microwavable foods are.

With your choice of meal done, he microwaved it, payed for the food (much to your dismay, you want to pay it for yourself but Liam insisted on paying), and let you eat on the tables area on another corner.

When Liam is about to return to the counter, his manager appeared with a smirk on his face.

Here we go again.

"hah. Didn't know a troublemaker like you would get a girlfriend." The manager said, looking at you eat.

Liam didn't refute his allegation.

"So what? I love her, and she loves me." Liam huffed, suddenly getting protective. He doesn't like how his manager leered at you.

"hey! Little lady! Your boyfriend here is a fucking lazy bum!" The manager yelled, but you didn't react, only continued to look down and eat, lost in your own world. "Huh? Excuse me!"

Didn't help also that you were far from them.

"what the fuck?"

"she's deaf, you sackbag of useless meat."

The manager's eye twitched, hearing another insult pouring out of Liam's mouth.

"deaf you say? Well, at least she can't hear the colorful shit coming out of your mouth." The manager taunted, before his eyes glinted in cruelty. "Don't deaf people have weird voices? Like nasally sounding or something?"

Liam's smirking face slowly twitched to a frown, and a face filled with anger.

"so, if the both of you fuck, won't you get disgusted by how... Fucking weird she will sound?" The manager laughed loudly. "Agh~ Ahn!"

The manager moaned out, exaggeratedly mimicking a stereotyped and insulting voice.

Liam felt like boiling hot water courses through his veins as he grabbed the manager and pushed him violently to the staff room.

He was seeing red.

His eyes wide with anger as he started to beat the shit out of the manager.

Anger rose through him like a bursted pipe, spewing out thick, unbridled rage.

Blood pumping through his fast beating heart, his mind numbed out what he's doing.

The manager can't just insult you like that.

He's a piece of shit.

You're a lovely person.

You don't deserve to be insulted like that.

He deserves to...

Liam dazedly backed away, blood dripping from his fist as he watched the manager twitch and lay on the floor.

Crimson blood pooled from his mouth, gargling just one step away from death. His eyes, shot wide with fear, looked at him with a shaky consciousness.

Liam numbly went to the comfort room to wash away the blood, change uniform, and apply perfume to remove the ironic smell after dragging the manager to the furthest corner of the staff room.

He went outside the room, and saw you just scroll your phone with a smile.

He approached you gently, his rage subsiding.

"Liam!" You said.

The manager was lying, your voice is as sweet as the morning dewdrop dropping down to the ground.

"Hey, you finished?"

You nodded with a gentle smile once more.

"Yes. Then, I'll get going! I just waited for you to come back. It's kind of rude to suddenly just... Disappear." You signed out, now enthusiastically as you already replenished your energy.

Liam's face contorted to a sheepish smile. He wants to spend time with you more.

Maybe...

Liam huffed and grabbed your hand softly.

Gently mimicking the sign to the word date, before releasing.

"I've always liked you, Y/N. Your spirit, your kindness, goodness, and just... You." Liam slowly signed out, confessing to you. Your eyes were wide, a blush settling on your cheeks. "I've always admired you, and... I want to ask you out on a date. My treat, don't worry."

You gasped, tears settling your eyes before nodding with a big grin.

Liam's sheepish smile turned to a grin as he grabbed your waist and spun you around, both of your laughters filling the air.

Liam settled you down, helping you fix your clothes.

"Wednesday?" He asked once more, and you agreed before waving goodbye to Liam.

With you gone, Liam screamed.

"YES!" He jumped around, danced, and wriggled from the butterflies going haywire in his stomach.

When he settled down, he went back to the staffroom and saw that the manager finally died. Even if he was Liam's first kill, he didn't feel bad, just a coldhearted 'good riddance.'

Now, how to get rid of this fucker?

Meh. Liam somehow knew he would be alright.

Nobody insults you.

And if somebody does again,

He would gladly put them down.

#yandere boyfriend #yandere imagines #yandere male #yandere writing #male yandere x reader #tw yandere #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere fic #lizzaneiaelizalde

[cocamalfeta]

I was already on my way out of Taekook fandom but

having recently uncovered by chance @esthariv’s posts and theories, I find myself coming back to all this again. And writing about this is better than just scrolling so here I come (again).

I was thinking it would be helpful (for me) to discern the supposedly “romantic or even sexual nature” of some of the older Jikook clips I stumbled upon when I first entered this ship fandom. Btw I blame Jungkook’s Weverse lives from last year for landing into Jikook. Total promotion effort, in hindsight, yes?  

Anyway, after watching the actual context of  several Jikook’s scenes, especially those deemed as “romantic” and “steamy”, I generally found those scenes are more like Jungkook teasing Jimin in a friendly way, but not romantic. However –I won’t lie--, doubts remained on other situations . Here's one instance of a highly suspicious scene -- Jimin sneakily caressing Jungkook’s crotch in this interview by Liam MacEwan from early June, 2017.

While doing some research, I found that before the interview took place, there was a rather typical jealousy scene involving Taehyung -–even if this scene lasted about a few secs. you can see how Jungkook’s smile slowly faded way. At 1;26 Tae touched Liam’s hair and complimented him, several times – and as fans know Jungkook used to get jealous at the drop of a hat.  

But to be perfectly honest, in the proper Liam McEwan interview, the Jikook scene was a bit harder to judge, in relation to the previous hair moment. Besides, the interview is edited, full of cuts and change of shots, and the camera zooms in and out several times.

The Jimin “steamy” part begins at 3:50. He folds his arms at his back and you see the change in his expression – it becomes I don’t know how to put this, super serious, like frozen.  Here at 4,01 Jk’s tongue thing (which as we know it’s a hint of being stressed or anxious).  

I’d say that Jimin did what he did on the spur of the moment, because it dawned on him, that he could do this without getting noticed. He only had to lower his hands a bit more –and just look at their expressions, full of tension. Jungkook face became smug.  

Then Jimin swallows, and the camera shows the rest of members, and lingers a moment on Taehyung.  

 I think Taes watching them here, but impossible to know for sure.  

But --but I’m sure he’s been checking on them for the whole interview. Here comes the difficult thing. I re-watched the previous minutes; it seems to me Tae tried visual contact, but Jungkook ignored him several times.  

-At 1,20 Tae seems thoughtful, maybe feeling regrets. Jungkook is meanwhile, hovering behind Jimin, not touching 

-- At 2.02 Tae is looking at Jungkook, very intently, Jungkook makes a blocking gesture with his hand over his face, averts eyes. I think Tae understand this rejection as he pressed his lips, disappointed. They made visual contact at 2,15 (Namjoon is addressing Jungkook) and again Jungkook avert his eyes. At 2,20 Jungkook looks at Tae again, as the interviewer addresses Tae. Then Jungkook makes an interesting gesture and twists his mouth while nodding. Tae smiles --whatever

--After more cuts, at 3 min Taekook look serious again, Jungkook is tight-lipped and Tae is shown with his arms crossed and he sighs –he tries to protect himself, clearly not happy, they don’t look at each other and you can sense Jungkook’s tension. I think Tae being the only one clapping at sth  hints at him being a bit anxious too and not really knowing what to do and then he lowers his eyes –another sign that he feels like he’s being scolded or having guilty feelings.  

-- Then after this there came the steamy scene, Jungkook’s expression turning super smug, and he even looked at the camera as it challenging it.  

The above description was a bit rushed and may serve more as to convey a general feeling on the scene. It could be wrong etc.

Now, for interpretations.

You could say this means Jikook have something more going on, or it’s just a random thing, totally inconsequential action which Jimin just did because maybe he wanted excitement --it was an exciting thing to do in front of cameras. As for Taekook supporters, they shouldn’t just turn a blind eye on things like this. There should be ever an open option to discuss things like this.

A good starting point would be to consider it in a broader context. This American interview happened around the same time as Festa 2017 (I don't know now which was filmed first), where, at the very least, Jimin was fully aware of what was happening between the Taekook, as he even tried to make Tae stop the flirting.  

The Festa party with Taekook was a huge thing for me personally, and an eye opening for many other non-shippers, non-believers too. You can watch an expert of body language (non-BTS fan) analysing it in full detail with very good English subtitles here. Or you can check an analysis by a fan with deep knowledge on body language and even a fan reaction to this fan analysis. I suggest looking at the comment section too --highly entertaining!

So this tells me --what is this thing telling me? That Taekook bond was way stronger and something that was beyond Jimin's reach. It was and It's, still something very powerful.

Whatever happened at the Liam McEwan interview Jimin likely did something similar to what he tried to do in the Festa thing, likely he was trying to soothe things down with Jungkook or just providing him with some inmediate or temporary distraction or some added attention as Jungkook was feeling restless. Maybe. Something along these lines.

What Taekookers feel about this scene? I know you don't want to talk but you should.

#taekook #jikook

[utilitycaster]

I feel like a lot of people are projecting their own feelings towards what Taliesin did onto the cast as they seemed to me more stressed than necessarily angry at Taliesin but I don't actually play DnD so I thought I might ask you if what Taliesin did really was extreme enough to have actually made the cast as other playerd mad. I've just seen the claim that the cast is mad at x before, with Sam having scanlan leave or Bowlgate or Liam handing over the beacon and then the cast weren't actually mad at all.

Hi anon,

So just a blanket statement for the various questions I have received: until like, Wednesday, today was supposed to be a work from home day, as I often try to make my Fridays; I was pulled in to help an injured coworker briefly this morning, which I understand and which was relatively painless and would have left me free to work from home after 10 am, which is entirely reasonable. I then was sent to a last minute additional site and it turned out they were completely unprepared; this wasted about two and a half hours of my time and I'm now, understandably, extremely annoyed. This may bleed into my responses, though by and large I'm going to specify if I'm annoyed at you or not. Anyway, anon, I'm not annoyed at you at all and any "you" I say below is addressed to the fandom on the whole; this is a valid question.

Yeah the cast is mad. Yeah that's valid; as Matt pointed out there were extensive warnings specifically indicating that this would be a bad idea for Ashton to do. The cast is attached to each other's characters! They were, in fact, mad about Scanlan leaving and Tary showing up, because they care about Scanlan and that was an intense scene; Liam genuinely thought Sam was leaving the show. They were mad about this! They are also, probably going to get over it pretty quickly, or be "mad" about it in the way that your friends still roast you in the group chat over a typo years later. This isn't really even a D&D thing other than that Matt had Evontra'vir and Allura repeatedly say "you might fucking shatter." It's an anger born of concern that Ashton might have been permanently killed. But they weren't, and even if they were, it's fine. (The cast was not remotely mad about bowlgate though; see following paragraph.)

Which brings me to my next point. I have really only checked the blogs of people I follow because of aforementioned work problems and have barely glanced at the tag, and this is in conversation not just with this episode and that discourse and me being pissed off over real-world personal inconveniences, but also the larger discussion of "must stories have conflict?" and the fact that all the people who until quite recently insisted that actually Bells Hells are ROCK SOLID TIGHTLY BONDED and shat repeatedly on the astute point that Bells Hells are actually very surface level pleasant and don't ever discuss their issues have done a 180 that they will never acknowledge. Anyway:

It's extremely normal to be mad at people you care about, and to have arguments with them, and in fact it's likely more unhealthy to not have disagreements and get mad ever, and some of you sound like you've never been outside or had any friends. Like really that's it in the end. Actually believing Marisha and Liam were mad at each other? Friendless behavior. It's completely fine to wonder if this anger was valid, but like, honestly, people get mad over dumb shit every day and the point is that even if it's a stupid thing for the cast to be mad at (obviously, I think it's fine), be fucking normal and recognize that friends can be mad over dumb shit or valid shit and talk through it. Like. Some of you have no conflict resolution skills because you see all forms of confrontation as inherently evil and couldn't be me. I get in fights all the time and I get out of them and it's great. I am glad I no longer live in the midwest but god I cut swathes through problems there because I had zero investment in being Minnesota Nice when I was angry. Somehow this has turned into life advice, which is not what I thought it would be, but anyway. It's okay to be mad at your friends and expressing it in the way the cast did is super normal and they will probably all go out for drinks; as a person who has never chilled once in her entire life, I think we should all chill.

#answered #Anonymous #sorry anon this got off topic #much like matt i think i'm going to go have a stiff drink in 1.5 hours #critical role spoilers

[dark-frosted-heart]

On Keith and his other personality

Officially Keith is kind!Keith and his other personality’s mean!Keith but I’m going to continue with Keith and Alter!Keith

I think I got everything, or at least all the important bits down. I also hope that this is understandable.

Origin

Alter!Keith was born one rainy night in one of the most traumatic moments of Keith’s life, when he failed to protect the one most important to him. More about that here.

Discovery

Keith is told by a doctor that his mind and body have yet to heal since "that day". People have noticed that Keith has been acting hostile toward some nobles, even if it was for the sake of the common people. He's told to rest and those feelings of days suddenly passing by without notice or of there being another "him" will go away.

One day, Keith had "woken up" with a sword in his hand and a noble who had a cut on their arm cowering before him. When Keith tries to ask if they're alright, the beg for forgiveness. He asks if he was the one that hurt them. He has no memory of this and apologizes endlessly.

It wasn't until some days later that Keith learned that there was another "him".

Some exchanges between the two in Keith's first diary:

Keith: "Who the hell are you? What have you been doing without my knowledge?"

Keith: "People are looking at me weirdly. They’re saying things I don’t understand."

Keith: "Don’t do whatever you please with my body!"

Alter!Keith: "I’ve done all the work for you, you failure. You should be thanking me."

Alter!Keith: "You don’t remember what happened? Then I’ll write it down."

Alter!Keith: "It’s only a matter of time before you’re recognized as a brilliant prince."

Keith: "Your achievements belong to you. They’re not mine."

Keith: "I’m afraid of your very existence."

Keith: "Get out of me, I’m begging you. This isn’t normal."

Alter!Keith: "You wanted to disappear. Then scram."

Keith: "Truly, you are better than me. You’re nothing like a failure such as myself."

Swapping

According to Keith's "More Love with the Beast" event, the frequency of swapping has increased over the years. It's gone from once a year -> once every six months -> once every few months -> once every few weeks -> once a week -> once every 12 hours. However, I'm questioning the actual frequency in the early years. I think it was more than once a year.

It used to be that Alter!Keith came to the front when Keith was either in very stressful situations or was exhausted. Also in situations that Keith just didn't want to deal with.

However, Alter!Keith has more freedom to swap in by taking advantage of when Keith has a moment of weakness.

Unless Keith's feeling too many negative emotions or is exhausted, or if Alter!Keith "locks" Keith in his mind (a recent development), Keith will "wake up" when Alter!Keith goes to "sleep".

Most of Keith's achievements as a prince can be credited to Alter!Keith.

Memories

Until recently, Alter!Keith was the only one that could see what Keith did and keep memories. Keith would not have memories of what had occurred when Alter!Keith was in front.

For the longest time, the two have communicated through notebooks or passing notes to Liam, their butler.

Along came Emma and things start to change

Emma has caused the swapping to happen more often than usual.

Alter!Keith doesn't fully understand the mechanics of it, but even when Keith isn't feeling any negative emotions, Alter!Keith's able to swap in at will. It's easier to swap whenever Emma's involved and he likes to get in Keith's way.

Keith's able to access what I call his "mental world". It's a forest influenced by his emotions. Alter!Keith accesses this world first after locking Keith away for several days. He wakes up in a dark and rainy forest. The floor is stained red. Most likely the exact spot where Keith's brother died all those years ago. Here, the two Keiths are able to converse.

When Keith and Emma were attacked, and Alter!Keith couldn't find a gap to swap until after Keith collapsed plus Alter not letting Keith out, there's concern about one of them never being able to come back.

Since becoming aware of the forest, Keith's been able to understand what Alter!Keith feels and has caught glimpses of him and Emma interacting. Just like how Alter!Keith's been able to freely swap since getting close to Emma, Keith's feelings for Emma may be allowing him to "see" through Alter!Keith's eyes and keep some memories.

As Keith's mood improves over the course of his route, the forest becomes brighter and more lively. It also reacts to his emotions at the moment, such as a strong gust of wind blowing through the trees when he's mad at Alter!Keith.

If Keith's ever kicked out of the forest while talking to Alter!Keith, he wakes up shouting his last sentence.

Current situation

Keith and Alter!Keith can now swap freely and "lock" the other personality up.

Keith now retains some of Alter!Keith's memories by getting glimpses through Alter!Keith's eyes. They get clearer over time.

The two fight for Emma's affections

Emma falling in love with them

To avoid Emma having to entertain Silvio, Alter!Keith as Keith has Emma be his guide in Rhodolite. As Emma and Keith spend time together, she grows to care for him a lot.

In contrast, she didn't like Alter!Keith because of how he hurt Keith. However, she soon grows fond of him after spending time with him too. He may seem mean, but he does have a kind side to him. Remembering the little things about both her and Keith.

She first tells Keith that she likes both of them, "as people" she clarified internally. Meaning, as friends.

She doesn't admit to herself that she's in love with him until a little later, after she's been avoiding him like the plague since telling him that she liked him. Every time she's with him, her heart races and she grows warm.

She loves Keith's kind and gentle nature. Like he went out of his way to go out at night find a hair accessory she had lost during one of their tours. Or whenever he offers his cape to her when it's cold. She loves Alter!Keith who teases her relentlessly but is also very open with her.

As for how the two fell for Emma? I believe it's because of how she accepts them both and believes in them when no one else will.

#great prince of jade #ikepri spoilers #ikemen prince #ikepri #ikepri jp #keith howell #ikepri keith

[love-triangles-au]

Gotta know, which Triangle is needier?

(Mod Minty let me steal her art for today's edition of the gay geometry channel. Say "thanks Minty for letting us see your gorgeous art!")

Bill, by a longshot!

Y'see, when he eventually realized that he actually does kind of give a crap about Venuz, he became aware of something: oh, no, a whole lot of people want my loved one dead. Sound familiar?

With that realization comes an immediate (and in his mind extremely embarrassing) trauma response. The last time he loved someone, they were taken from him brutally and unfairly, and the very nature of Venuz being the Gun God means that he is destined to eventually be succeeded.

Now, rationally, what happened to Liam was not at all Bill's fault -- his big brother was basically doomed from the moment he was born -- but as we all know trauma loves to make no sense. Because Liam was taken away while Bill was out, a part of him feels like if he had just been there maybe he could've done something.

And so we begin what we've dubbed the "separation anxiety arc".

He tries to bottle it up, god knows he does, because if Bill's good at anything it's pretending like everything's okay, but the moment Venuz goes to walk out the door it's like being hit with a bolt of lightning made of "what-if"s.

Luckily for him, the first couple times Venuz can just stay home or take him with him. Frankly, more often than not he goes to work as more of a way to keep the day interesting than anything else, but eventually it becomes clear that this is a serious problem.

The more the behaviour is enabled, the worse it gets, and the worse it gets the less Bill's excuses for his behaviour add up. Eventually, he lets it slip.

Once Venuz is aware, it begins to stress him out because there's nothing he can really do to help and he hates seeing Bill so uncharacteristically afraid. All he can really do is distract him at best, because he doesn't know any other way.

And then, one day, he has a lightbulb moment: vacation time! Far away planet (I dunno why but I've leaned towards Io, one of Jupiter's moons), no mortals, no guns. Bill really, really likes this idea, and so they hop in one of Venuz's 50 cars and, when they arrive, Bill finally feels a little better again.

Now, Bill doesn't have very much. As far as he's concerned, he's got his Veeny with him and they're perfectly safe right here. So, he basically pitches that they just stay there forever and live happily ever after.

But, they can't, and here's where another piece of our Gun God lore pops up.

The Gun God's power is tied to Venus itself, and he can't be away from the planet for too long without his powers fading. This prevents the Gun God from just dipping and living out in the deep recesses of space for all eternity, keeps the machine running so to speak.

So, they have to eventually go back.

We haven't got much further than this, but the current thoughts are that anxiety does get better with time (I have an anxiety disorder and know this firsthand), so that will likely ease him a little eventually.

BUT, where things get muddy here is that what Bill's afraid of isn't entirely irrational. Venuz is gonna get into gunfights, people are gonna come try to kill him, it's unavoidable. Thankfully, each Gun God tends to rule for a longer period of time than the last, because his skills only get better with each iteration. So, Venuz is very likely to keep his position for a couple thousand years at the least. But, the chance of him meeting an early demise is never zero.

I think the only way he's gonna get through this is if Venuz helps him through it, and even then I don't think it ever entirely goes away; dude's got like a trillion years worth of suppressed trauma, that doesn't just heal overnight. I think if Venuz is able to consistently prove that he's the best gunman on the planet that will gradually make Bill feel a bit better, but it would need to be consistent, like maybe Bill watches him train every day.

And, okay, when I said we hadn't gotten much further than this, that was kind of a lie; Bill's post-marriage activities very much revolve around this anxiety he feels around losing the fabled Only Guy He Cares About™.

With inclusion into the Yung family, he also becomes immortal and gains Venuz's powers. So, what's the logical thing to do with this newfound power, then? Begin an underground criminal organization dedicated to snuffing out possible competition before it can get to Venuz, of course!

The return of some of his power gives him the confidence that he can protect Venuz himself and that's when he forms his whole mafia operation. And, of course, Bill always thinks he's the smartest guy in the room, so he's often able to fool himself into thinking his plans are air-tight and cannot possibly fail and that suppresses his anxiety as well.

However, he does still sometimes have the occasional moments of doubt that result in full little kid meltdowns. He still needs occasional blanket time to calm down.

~ Mod Emily 🦇

P.S.: Sorry for the slowness on asks right now! It usually means we're wanting to draw something for it, so sit tight; we see you! :D

#love triangles au #mod emily #ask box #yungbill #bill cipher #yung venuz #nuclear throne #gravity falls #gun godz #art #minty's art

[riddles-n-games]

Can you write a headcanon about what types of tattoos each character would get? If they would get one…

Ok, but why did that remind me of the Tattoo Roulette game with One Direction on James Corden's late night show? Xander would be Niall, Nash would be Liam, Grayson would be Louis (the sassy mothertrucker) and Jameson would be Harry but much more willing and enthusiastic. Actually, I could see this happening on a very badly drunk edition of Drink or Dare.

Sure, I'll just do our main crew though. Here goes:

Nash-Personally, he really doesn't want one but if Libby asked he would. One of her fun suggestions would be a little cowboy hat on the base of his thumb. He thinks it's cute but for himself, he may just choose a motorcycle or a horse on his forearm. Something in black. Tattooing Libby's name would also be a must for him.

Grayson-This boy would be really against them but the only time he'd get them, very begrudgingly might I add, is if all his brothers wanted to get tattoos or because of a lost bet and he doesn't lose them often. He may get a dagger on his wrist. But, if he wanted something very personal, he would get a meaningful one that reflects a bit of the past and he would get it on his ribs, just to make it hurt, to punish himself for past wrongs like his haiku, the words Never Forget or Nothing Less Than Perfection. Although, for a bet, on a dare, his brothers (read: Jameson) would make him get a smiley face with I AM PERFECTION surrounding it on his abdomen.

Jameson-Wholeheartedly, this one would go all out and for fun probably pick something to go on his ribs even though it's the placement with the worst pain to get one since he has no self-preservation. Probably flames, maybe Ghost Rider. If he was one to already have tattoos, he'd probably have a bunch of stupid ones from like a dare or something. For some reason, one he'd get is a snake coiled around his wrist with the words from the Bible verse: Be wise as serpents and innocent as doves. In honor of Avery, he would get Heiress tattooed over his heart or something funny like Property of A Very Risky Gamble along his collar bone. But his girlfriend's actual suggestion is getting the word EXTRAORDINARY on his finger.

Xander-He'd say he want one without any thought whatsoever about the process he has to go through to get it but then when he gets in the chair, he'd chicken out and pass out. Insert Stiles Stilinski fainting gif here. Although, he actually wants a really cool cartoony classic robot design in color on his arm if he did.

Avery-She's not necessarily fond of the idea but would totally do it for a dare or get one with Jameson. Avery entertains the idea that if she ever did, she might get a key tattooed on the inside of her wrist or a chess piece (we all know which one; the queen). Other ones that feel like a good possibility include getting her mother's name in cursive with little postcards on either side or Hannah, The Same Backward As Forward. One that she would get to commemorate to her relationship with Jamie is Heads or Tails on her ring finger with a small penny on the underside of the finger.

Libby-She'd get one on the back of her neck saying Love Yourself, some fun finger tats that Xander, Max, and Avery helped her pick out and get Nash on her ring finger where the wedding band would go. Also, a cute cupcake with Stress Baker underneath it would be mandatory on her arm or leg. Maybe the top of her shoulder blade. She and Avery would design some sort of special tattoo that they'd get together at some point in the future.

Max-Straight up would get AUSTRALIA with a kangaroo on her foot because she's real like that and also a fanatic for that crazy place (honestly don't understand how she survived). She'd also get a blueberry scone in honor of Xander who couldn't get one for himself because of the fainting incident. Maybe a quote from the Bible from John or a Star Wars quote on her arm.

Hope this is what you were looking for along the lines. I could make a part two in the future. Thanks for the suggestion.

#nash westbrook hawthorne #grayson davenport hawthorne #jameson winchester hawthorne #xander blackwood hawthorne #avery kylie grambs #libby grambs #maxine liu #hawthorne brothers #grambs sisters #one direction #1d #hawthorne shenanigans #hawthorne headcanons #the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #the final gambit #the brothers hawthorne #tig #thl #tfg #tbh

[letsgolando-4]

Formula 1 explained (I think)

Here is a not-so-brief explanation of some of the important things in formula 1. Enjoy!

Free Practice

Free practice is drivers remembering how to not suck before they have to go and not suck in front of a lot of people with a lot more cameras. Whoever goes fastest gets people to momentarily hope (on the rare occasion that it is not Verstappen) that someone other then Verstappen will win a race. To put things into perspective, this never happens. Takes place on a Friday.

Qualifying

Qualifying is like a race but not a race. It’s short and if you suck in qualifying, unless you’re god (or again, Verstappen) you’re gonna suck in the race as well because however you finish is however you start in the actual race. If you manage to finish first in qualifying your on pole. Unfortunately, it no longer matters if anyone other than Verstappen is one pole because the guy somehow manages to clinch a race win anyway. Takes place on a Saturday.

Grand Prix (the actual race)

Finally, we have reached the actual race. There’s a lot of panic and stress for nothing and they make a big show of five lights going out and then people race. A lot of people go out in turn 1 so try to keep your head screwed on for the first few laps. If Williams are higher than P20 and P19, look outside because the world may be ending. Alfa Romeo disappear out of the points and tend to just suck in general. McLaren will either do really shit or really good but they can never actually WIN a race, just get onto the podium. Ferrari will occasionally let their fans sniff the air in P1 before either crashing or getting taken out by Verstappen. One of the two. The Mercedes will probably be nice and comfy having not moved from their cemented P4 and P5, and the Redbulls? Well, Checo doesn’t really get a lot of limelight but the aforementioned Verstappen will be winning. Not a negotiable fact. The other teams will be somewhere in between. Takes place on a Sunday.

Sprint Races

Occasionally the FIA are feeling quirky and they decide to have a sprint race which is like a race but not a race. It’s short so you don’t need to pit. Sometimes when they decide they don’t want blood on their hands they’ll stop a race halfway through if the conditions are dangerous and then resume it when the weather dies down. These are also technically little sprint races. They do regular qualifying on a Friday and then on Saturday they have what the FIA like to call a ✨sprint shootout✨ which is qualifying for a sprint race. Same rules apply. Then they have some fun with a sprint race and when they’ve calmed down a bit, have a normal race on Sunday.

Teams And Drivers

The current formula 1 grid has 20 drivers, two drivers per team, and in case you suck at maths, that makes 10 teams. Teams have first and second driver. This is a way of saying who is shit and who is not without hurting their feelings. These teams and their drivers are as follows:

Redbull: Max Verstappen (first driver) and Sergio “Checo” Perez (second driver)

Ferrari: Charles Leclerc and Carlos Sainz. No first driver because the team principal likes Leclerc more but Sainz’s father realised this.

Mercedes: Lewis Hamilton (first driver) and George Russell (second driver)

McLaren: Lando Norris (first drivers) and Oscar Piastri (second driver)

Alpine: Esteban Ocon and Pierre Gasly. Again, no first driver because the French civil war is too intense. At least I think.

Alfa Romeo: Valtteri Bottas (first driver) and Zhou Guyanu (second driver)

Alpha Tauri: Yuki Tsunoda (first driver) and Daniel Ricciardo (second driver) although Ricciardo had a bad crash and broke his arm so as of October 2023 Liam Lawson from F2 is stepping in.

Aston Martin: Fernando Alonso (first driver) and Lance Stroll (second driver)

Haas: Kevin Magnussen (first driver) and Nico Hulkenberg (second driver)

Williams: Alexander Albon (first driver) and Logan Sargeant (second driver)

So that’s the low-down on the bare bones of an F1 race. Tell me if I’ve missed anything or got anything wrong!

Danny out.

#f1 #formula 1 #textpost #f1 explained #did this randomly #williams formula 1 #aston martin #Ferrari #Redbull #Mercedes #McLaren #Alfa Romeo #alpha tauri #haas #alpine #max verstappen #Sergio perez #lando Norris #Oscar Piastri #Charles Leclerc #Carlos Sainz #Lewis Hamilton #George Russell #Pierre gasly #Esteban Ocon #valtteri bottas #zhou guanyu #yuki tsunoda #Liam lawson #daniel ricciardo

[eneiryu]

do you have any tips for people who want to start writing/posting works, but don't know where to start?

I’ve been mulling it over since I got your ask, and I think I have come up with a few things:

- Start small, not just in length but in concept. Plotting out fics in such a way that all the threads get satisfactorily tied up at the end, and things don’t feel rushed or dragged out or forgotten about, is a skill. I find it much, much easier to pick one single core concept, and build a whole, detailed story around that, than to successfully keep several metaphorical plates in the air. For example, with my last fic: I wanted Theo to convince himself he had to leave BH after the series finale, and then for him and Liam to run into each other years later, and end up having that explosive resolution. I could have felt like I needed to write all the in-between, or even the after, but really I didn’t. To steal a piece of writing advice I heard from someone else, ask yourself if you’re writing the most interesting parts of your character’s life/story, and if the answer is no, try stopping and writing that. Conveniently enough, that also usually ends up being the more fun parts to write. And, eventually—you’ll get to the point where writing out the epics is much, much easier.

- OUTLINE. Seriously, outline everything. If you have an idea, even if you don’t have any idea where it goes or anything other than the first sentence or summary? Write it down. Write it down immediately. You will forget things if you try to save it for later. My phone is full of incomprehensible chunks of stories, but that is how I get to comprehensible stories. And outlining honestly makes things so much easier. If I have an outline, I very rarely get “stuck.” I know what happens next, and it’s so much easier to thread the different moments together, than to sit there staring at an intimidatingly blank page, and feel like I need to come up with everything.

- Don’t worry about titles and summaries and tags until the story is actually done, and don’t stress yourself out trying to come up with the perfect one. I come up with my titles on the fly. One of the most talented fic writers I’ve ever come across has one-word titles, usually just some kind of noun (does the fic take place in an arena? The fic is tilted “Arena.”).

And, honestly, most importantly?

- Write for yourself, and for the fans that you have, not the fans that you wish you have. It’s so tempting to judge how “successful” you were at a story by how many comments or reblogs or likes you get, but my experience has been that there are so many stories, and so many posts, and so many different tastes and styles and whatever, that being “popular” in fandom is a mythical and almost impossible thing to achieve. Some of my favorite stories I’ve written are the ones that received the least notice, comparatively. I have made so many friends and have come to have a group of readers who names and pseuds and comments I genuinely remember and appreciate, because they show up again and again and take the time to leave the comments, or the reblogs, or the likes. They engage, with me and with the work that I do genuinely spend hours or my time and energy on, and having a handful of those readers show up in one of my stories, even if it doesn’t hit the same “mark” as some of my others? That’s a damn good day, right there.

Okay just kidding, one more:

- Have fun. Writing is seriously so much work, and it’s hard, and a lot of the time, it may feel like you’re shouting into the void. So you’ve got to write the things that you enjoy, that you want to see in the world, and then you’ve got to go put it into the world. If you’re having fun, your readers will know it and respond to it. And if you’re having fun, well, then—you’re having fun, aren’t you? 😊

#eneiryu ask

[talkinfanfic]

Hi Storyshark! I'm a big Oasis fan and I think you're such a great writer! Is there any chance you would write more Gallaghercest "origin stories"? I always love to read about how it all started and like stories that are set in the early days of the band and before Liam even joined.

Did you ever entertain the idea about writing something that touches on the topic of why Liam's relationship to big brother Paul is so different to big brother Noel? I think it's quite interesting to think about what could have happened in their childhood and youth that made Liam crave Noel's attention and approval more than Paul's and made Noel more of a father figure to him. And I think anyone who meets Liam would be attracted by his beauty and charisma, so I think it's also interesting to think about how Paul reacts in a different way to it than Noel. And the topic of Noel feeling guilty of what he's doing to and how he's feeling about his baby brother is also always so interesting.

Thanks for reading and have a good day!

Thank you so much for reading and submitting an ask, gosh how flattering! For anyone interested in my writing, you probably already know I've got a blog over here (@storyshark2005) To answer your question-- Yeeeesss actually! I've got a few ideas and WIPs going right now in the "Been and Gone" universe. It's just a matter of time and me focusing long enough to get the next one out!

Paul in particular is the story I'm probably most focused on. I was just working on it last night! I'll stick a teaser below :) But here's kind of a rough checklist of what I'll be trying to accomplish...

Gene POV - done! Summary: “The sins of the father are to be laid upon the children.” Falling down (2005 - 2019).

"A Week in Mustique" - multi POV, some shorter glimpses from multiple characters over the course of a family holiday in Mustique!

Paul POV - Paul trying to be his own man. Some possible romance with Katie. His complicated relationship with his brothers. Feeling outside.

Sara POV. - Set during and after Story IV. Honestly I had a whole thing for this, but story 4 turned out a bit different, so I'll have to mull this one over... but it'll prob flash back to Sara's upbringing, and also go into some of broke down in their marriage, which isn't JUST the Liam factor. (*cough* freaky fridays *cough)

Matt Morgan POV - A night out, late in 2022. Maybe a party to celebrate one of Noel's singles releasing. He finds out about Liam/Noel. Debbie brings him into the circle. We see Debbie stressing being the 'secret keeper'.

Debbie POV - Debbie finding the Liam/Noel thing more intense than maybe she’d thought, navigating where she fits in. The REAL start of the Noel/Debbie bit of the triangle!

Anyway here's a bit from "Paul" below the cut:

Saturday, 19 August 1978. Burnage, Manchester

“Eeyare,” Noel pokes his head in the door. He’s all sweaty, fringe stuck to his forehead. “What’s the score, our kid?” 

“One-nil to Derby. Charlie George, overhead kick.”

Noel’s nose wrinkles. “Gooner cunt. Can I borrow your guitar?” He nods to the corner behind Paul’s bed, where the cheap little Yamaha acoustic lay dusty and neglected.

“No.” 

“Well you’re not fuckin’ playin’ it.” 

“Yeah, and neither are you.” Paul adjusts the dial, swiveling from the commentary on Picadilly Sport, over to the BBC2.

“Whatever. I’ll just play it tonight while you’re out helping the old fella.” 

The dial skitters to a staticky stop. Fuck, but he’d forgotten. 

“It’s your turn,” Noel says flatly. “He’s got 32 Club tonight.”

He’s right, is the thing. Noel hadn’t come home last night till almost 3am. It’s Paul’s turn to haul the boxes of vinyl into the club, and then nurse a coke in the corner for six hours while Tommy DJ spins his tunes and then pisses away the week’s earnings on cards.

A sudden thunder of trainers pounds up the stairs, and Liam comes skidding into frame, crashing up against Noel’s hip. He’s bright-eyed and pink-cheeked, and just as sweaty as Noel, fringe split in half by a violent cowlick. He’s wearing a faded old ringer tee with Ernie from Sesame Street on the front that used to belong to Noel (and possibly Paul before him). 

“I want a Capri-Sonne,” he curls a fist in Noel’s shirt and tugs. He’s got grass stains on his knees from chasing Noel and his mates around the park. 

Liam’s a horrible little brother. Five-going-on-six, he’s lightning in a bottle, caught only just barely-- crackling and popping with a heaving, restless energy. He’s also a charming little fucker when he needs to be, which he never does around Noel or Paul. The church ladies and the aunties think he’s an angel.

Noel ignores the tugging and whining. Paul can see a fading bruise above his elbow where their Dad had grabbed him last week, screaming about some perceived slight or uppity attitude Noel had apparently been giving off.

“Hewitt nicked the Pistols record from Sifter’s. Youngie and Vince are comin’ over, we’re all goin’ round his in a bit for a listen.”

“Oh yeah?” 

“Yeah,” Noel shrugs. 

Liam butts his face into Noel’s stomach. Noel allows it, resting a hand on top of his bowl cut. Noel casts his gaze somewhere out the window, out to the clouds, barely invested in the conversation, or the little brother buzzing under his hands.

Liam gives another headbutt, drawing a scowl and Noel’s attention back.

“Fucking stop it--”��

“I WANT my FUCKING DRINK!”

Paul looks down at his scorecard. “Maybe after the match.” 

Noel looks up, distracted with Liam wrangled into a one-armed headlock. Liam has his arms wrapped around Noel’s waist like an obnoxious little squid.  

“What?” 

“I said, maybe I’ll come round after the match.” 

Paul’s not really planning to show up. He could go round Hewitt’s any day to listen to the album. And it’d be better without Noel there, anyway, talking all the way through. (Mister fucking McCharmley, was Noel. Hewitt had been Paul’s mate, originally.)

Anyway. Noel’s only asking ‘cos he knows Mam’ll ask him where he’s off to, and why Paul’s not going with. 

“Whatever.” Noel shrugs and turns out of the room, disentangling himself from Liam’s sticky grasp. “Liam, getoff--!” 

“I’m coming, too!”

“No you’re fucking not.”

“Noely!” Liam curls his fingers into the back of Noel’s shirt and tugs again, whining for his Capri-Sonne. 

“Get it yourself!” 

“Mam put ‘em on top of the fridge, I can’t reach--!”  

Noel groans but diverts down the stairs, and Liam gives out a joyous whoop of triumph.

Paul sighs, turning back to the radio. Halftime, still one-nil. He skips back to Radio 2. Which is when he hears it. 

Years and years and years later, Paul will meet this photographer friend who’s into fucking birds, of all things. Like...photographing them, and going on trips to find rare ones. This friend, she tells him about her ‘spark bird’. Apparently, a spark bird is the first bird that lights the match in you, that makes you want to get up at the crack of fucking dawn and go creeping through a marsh for a glimpse of some rare South American ruffle-headed whats-a-ma-doo. 

Paul doesn’t give a fuck about birds. But he knows what she means when she talks about a spark bird. Because Paul’s always liked music, same as he likes talking to pretty girls, and the smell of brand new trainers, and Man City winning a string of matches. 

But something about what he hears crashing through the speakers that Saturday afternoon; that strange, hitching synthesizer bit in the intro; the fast-train staccato of Keith Moon up on the hi-hat, nervous like a racing heart; Entwhistle dancing patiently underneath, holding the rhythm down; Townshend’s carelessly cool, yet exacting and luxuriant guitar work; and above it all, Roger Daltrey’s relentless, fearless growl demanding an answer to the most important question that Paul had never heard asked before, by anyone, including himself:

Who are you? 

Who? 

Who?

Paul listened that day, and then bought and nearly wore out the single over the next few months, totally entranced and unable to answer. Anything he could have mustered seemed superficial, insubstantial: ‘Paul Anthony Gallagher, son of Peggy and Tommy, brother to Noel and Liam.’ 

And what else, the question seemed to beg, what else?! Give me something real-- who the fuck are you??

Make something of yourself, it seemed to say. Find an answer.

Years and years and years later, despite the fire burning in his belly to do something, be someone...he still doesn’t have an answer. 

‘The other brother,’ maybe. 

Anyway. Fuck knows. Maybe he’s nobody. Most people are nobody. They’re born, they live and they have a few dreams, and then they die with most of those dreams unrealised. 

That’s just life, mate. It’s not that tragic a story. ***

#fanfiction #oasis RPF #gallaghercest #gcest #world that's been and gone #paul gallagher

[coldercreation]

So hi hello! Moving on! lmao

I opened the sad!Kitty snippet doc this morning for the first time since February and it's actually like... not so bad? And there were some scenes in Liam's chapter I genuinely do not remember writing at all!! but I thought they were especially good somehow?? Wish I would get possessed like that more often hahah!

I pretty much wrapped the first chapter's draft, which is Nathan's POV. It's quite simple and sweet, setting the scene. It's currently at 4223 but since it's only a draft it's still needing some fleshing out. (My Excessive Bish™️ side of the brain gets nervous seeing such a "low" word count for me personally, because that much mean It's Not Good Enough!!! Need Moar!! // But I decided not to stress about it, the chapters can come out as short or long as they feel like. If all of the chapters work well as a whole, the that matters in the end.)

Liam's chapter is currently at 6135 words and it's the one that's going to be the most challenging. Lot more worldbuildy/dynamicbuildy and exploration in this one, so it's not just vibes, I actually have to think for this one ew 😭 It has some sizeable chunks still missing but I managed to write a good amount today already so yay!

Kit's own chapter is only at 3223 words right now and the most WIP, but this one should be pretty chill. Not 100% sure what to have in this one but I'm sure something will start to shape up.

(Izzy doesn't get his own chapter for this because he's pretty heavily featured in Nathan's and Kit's POV. When I planned this snippet I had been writing a lot of Isac, so I figured it was time to write the others more. But now I feel like I've not written Izzy in a while so I'm sure I'll end up writing more of him sooner rather than later heh) xx

#writing #using the momentum I built writing the Kit-Nat snippet #I finished it and life felt empty lmao #so I ran to my docs like a lil gremlin #Hopefully I won't get as stuck with sad!Kitty again #that makes ME sad #but I think I just need to lower my own perfectionistic standards and be more chill #Clearly I can have such a hard time writing and second guessing the quality etc #only to find out that everyone really likes the writing anyway 😭 #<333

[karahalloway]

This or That - Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @angelasscribbles!

Historical or futuristic?

Historical - always. While I've read/watched sci-fi, it's not one of my favourite genres as I much prefer fantasy (which tends to be more 'historical' in setting). Dunno why... Just always been more intrigued by the past than the possible future. Maybe because there is more 'romance' to it, somehow...

Opening or Closing Chapter?

Ohh... Hard! Opening chapters are great if they can grab your attention and suck you into the story from the first page... but closing chapters can be awesome too if they tie up everything nicely, or leave you on a cliffhanger (in an earlier book - hate cliffhangers at the end of the series/standalone book - I NEED CLOSURE PEOPLE!)

Light and Fluffy or Dark and Gritty?

Dark and gritty - while I don't mind light and fluffy, I don't think I could deal with it for an entire book. Like @angelasscribbles and @jerzwriter said, it is much more satisfying to struggle through the hardship with the character, see what they're made of, and come out of the other side stronger and more mature/aware.

Animal Companion or Found Family?

Gah! This is hard! I love animal companions - they are basically like people! But found family also works, so... Both?

Horror or Romance?

100% romance 😅 Can't stand horror - never could. I have nicer things to do than intentionally scare myself half to death and deal with heart palpitations for 2 hours lol

Hard Magic or Soft Magic?

Not quite sure what this question is asking... But if it's asking whether I prefer 'overt' magic to 'implied' magic, then definately overt magic (magic wands, spells, sparkling light shooting from fingertips, etc.) Because I love the idea of there being more to this world than we can see/touch with our 5 senses!

One project at a time or Juggling 2 or more?

A year ago, I woud've totally said one project at a time. But now I'm in the brave new world of having half a dozen projects on the go at the same time 🫣 So while it's nice to have options to bounce between depending on what mood I am in, I am desperately trying to get this list down to like 2-3 projects max because having to many unfinished things on my plate stresses me out 😅

One award winner or One bestseller?

Bestseller, definately. Partly because (a) I don't think I can write the type of book that would be considered to be an 'award winner', and (b) just because you've written an award winning book does not mean that people actually 'like' you book (as award winners tend to be avant guard in some sense, and deal with 'heavy' topics... at least that's been my experience/impression). I 100% believe that books should be for enjoyment, and I think that's better reflected with a bestseller, as opposed to an award winner.

Fantasy or Sci-fi?

As I said above, definitely fantasy over sci-fi.

First Draft or Final Draft?

Ohh... Hard 😅 While starting a first draft is always exciting, I do love the final, polished aspect of the final draft ever so slightly more.

Love triangle in everything or No romantic arcs?

Love triangle, definately! I much prefer some sexual tension in my fics rather than just platonic interactions. It ups the ante to delicious and juicy heights!

Constant sandstorm or rainstorm?

Rainstorm, obviously. I mean, I don't know about you, but sand sucks. It gets everywhere and it's itchy and annoying and gah! While I don't particularly like being wet, I'd take that everyday over sand - sorry residents of Arrakis!*

*Just because sci-fi isn't a fave genre of mine, does not mean I'm not aware of it lol

Tagging my permas in case anyone else wants to share!

Permatags:

@twinkleallnight @lovingchoices14 @kingliam2019 @petiteboheme @angelasscribbles @aussiegurl1234 @nestledonthaveone @queen-arabella-of-cordonia @tessa-liam @alyshak92 @secretaryunpaid @princessleac1 @walkerdrakewalker @tinkie1973 @twinkle-320 @knaussal @nikkis1983 @lunaseasblog @ficloverevie @indiana-jr @differenttyphoonwerewolf @kristinamae093 @eversoaringqueen12 @peonierose @3pawandme @alexabeta @veebug8 @fangirling12566 @queenmiarys @lancelotsimp @coco-lina-s @lolablackwrites @ivyflowers13 @persephone13 @hollygirl1269 @adri-ja-96 @harleybeaumont @katedrakeohd @uneravine

#this and that #tag game #kara halloway

[1bootyyyshaker9000]

Rottmnt

Leo and y/n. G/n rock star becomes friends with Leo via discord part 1 Platonic or romantic up to the reader. 

Leo wouldn’t stop stealing Donnie's game set so Donnie created/bought a switch lite (the cyan one) for him

“There, Nardo, now leave me the hell alone”

It took 2 days for Donnie to regret that decision because Leon is completely sucked into it, not only that, he’s joined a discord group chat- A DISCORD GROUP CHAT. 

Y/n uses a switch to relax after a big show, being a rockstar is exhausting but hey at least you have DaVinc1 to make you laugh on the more stressful days. 

Does Leo treat you like a noob despite the fact he’s had that switch for less than a week? Absolutely. 

Do you kick him to the zombies in minecraft for his disrespect? OBVIOUSLY. 

Homeboy once got kicked out of the sewers cause of how harshly he cursed your mario kart skills. 

He still won though.

Your trash talk could use work though bc it’s basically: “Your mom” “>:O” 

But don’t worry because the Champion of joking at the worst times is here to teach you.

Leo once got Mikey to play with you both but kicked him fast when he realised how quick you two would gang up on poor leo. 

Mikey and Y/n are merciless. For the sake of the world you two will never meet. 

Leo is the king of verbal key smashing and your band mates are begging you to wear headphones

They love that Leo is helping you relieve stress and that you’re making friends but do you have to play at 4am?????

basic things that can be heard from your gaming sessions:

"Do you think the demon baby can actually feel pain?" [chucking the thing in the oven] "I don’t think babies are real."

"I know you cheated, you fuck, I will find you…and I will kill you." [in the comfort and safety of the actual fucking sewers] "I’ll roll out the welcome mat, Liam Neesan." 

You’re??? only one to understand??? and laugh at his jokes????

He is floored when you send him the most cursed memes out of nowhere at the most random times. 

His favourite is the kwispy one.

Leo will pay you to stop sending him sonic memes. 

Donnie will pay you to keep sending the sonic memes and even supply a few he’s been saving.

After months and months of chatting, killing zombies, killing each other and tormenting virtual babies, you both start wishing you could meet in real life.  

I don’t want him to be intimidated by who I am :( What if they’re  a l l e r g i c  to turtles!!!!!!

both the mad dogs and your band mates are tired of hearing this

Ahhh but fate moves in cunning cold bitch ways. 

Touring to New York City proves difficult when fans break into your room for reasons beyond comprehension, and Leo just happens to be patrolling near the hotel. 

Takes him a second to recognise you in your pj’s and hoodie, and Holy fucking shit balls- Y/N FUCKIN L/N crawling out a window on the 55th floor!!!!!!!!

inching towards the window of the room your manager’s in, and you’re doing a good enough job of it that Leo considers leaving you to your escape, which is too bad he really would have liked to meet-

-your foot slips 

Leo portals to you so fucking fast you have no idea what happened. “Don't freak out, don't freak out” panic-whispers a familiar voice, his hand covering your eyes while he leads you somewhere.

When you do open your eyes you’re on the roof of some pizza restaurant. “What the actual fuck????” 

Your manager was nice enough not to ask why you ran away to get pizza instead of hiding with them.

the restaurant owners were nice enough to get you a ladder.

your manager also upped the security.

#rottmnt #rottmnt leo #i worked way too long on this #rise-of-the-teenage-mutant-ninja-turtles #y/n x leonardo #y/n and leonardo #part 1 #tmnt #tmnt 2018 #tmnt donatello #tmnt leonardo #tmnt mikey

[skywitchmaja]

ULTIMATE!! TEEN WOLF!! SHIP!! TIER LIST!!*

*plagiarized with love from @manicpixiedreamkiller <3

teen wolf ship tier list

s tier: any pack polycule but particularly scilydalia (scott stiles lydia malia this one’s fun because they’re all besties and a little bit in love with each other <3) and scisaallistydia (scott isaac allison stiles lydia. this one’s fun because its like *scott voice* “this is my boyfriend isaac who’s gay for me but straight for my girlfriend allison, who’s straight for me but gay for her girlfriend lydia, who is gay but has a weird codependent thing with stiles, who is my other boyfriend and he loves me but he hates isaac so much. it’s not that complicated.”), sciles <3.

a tier: malialydira (malia lydia kira. cute & fun), scisaallison (scott isaac allison. genuine throuple-bait), scilira (scott stiles kira. they’re cute, i think this would be a scott centric throuple but it could work), allydia, malydia, malira, kalira (you get it), chriserek (chris/derek. SHOULD have been the otp of the adult cast)

b tier: liam/hayden (they’re like troy and gabriella with more drama, what’s not to love?), mason/corey (ride or die <3), jackson/ethan (glad being gay was the chill pill jackson needed), ethan/danny (sweet), jackson/danny (onesided. it’s cannon to me), stiles/danny (onesided. it’s cannon to me), thiam (i can’t say i don’t see it), stydia (i love both of them with my whole heart i love all their scenes together, i think they would be an absolute nightmare of a couple and that would be fun, but i do think lydia should be a lesbian), scilydia (scott/stiles/lydia. i think the three of them would balance each other out where the individual pairings might struggle. but i still think lydia should be a lesbian), scilydison (scott/stiles/lydia/allison. similar vibe to scilydalia but sorry i like malia more than allison sorry i’m so sorry), scalia (somehow they read more jock4jock than scott/kira, who were actually on the lacrosse team together, and i love it. but i do think malia should a lesbian tbh), jackson/lydia (as @manicpixiedreamkiller said: “lavender high school power couple”), scilydiallackson (scott/stiles/lydia/allison/jackson. the most high school soap opera group of kids. cause so many problems with such intricate rituals. go team!), scillison (scott/stiles/allison. similar vibe to stilira), scydia (i love their arc from “only manifests to cause problems which are immediately resolved” to “aw their so sweet, look at them teaming up to save their shared love interest (stiles. stiles. allison. stiles again. am i missing any? i’m sure i am.)), stydalia (stiles/lydia/malia. would be fun but without scott, i think they would be wanted in three states after 30 minutes of hanging out), scallison (sure, they’re sweet), scileo (scott/stiles/theo. good antagonistic dynamic but stressed me the fuck out.), scisaacles (scott/isaac/stiles. love the mess love the chaos love stiles and stiles lite tm vying for scott’s love but where is allison?)

c tier: stiles/isaac (antagonistic. fun & messy & i think if they were trapped in a room together they would melt windows with the sheer power of their mutual loathing, but i think they should both do better), stiles/theo (basically the same as previous but i like theo much much much less than isaac), chris/melissa (why did this happen?), sheriff stilinski/lydia’s mom (why did this happen?), melissa/chris (why did this happen?), stalia (never meant anything to me as a couple, but they had some fun scenes & some murder couple potential), lydia/aidan (boring), melissa/rafael (they are divorced for a reason, duh), sheriff stilinski/stiles’ ghost mom (scary!!)

? tier (on screen for all of 5 seconds but fun while they lasted): ericallison (homoerotic worsties <3), scott/boyd (would be sweet, like aww they’re both so sweet <3), cora/stiles (basically stalia but i like it more for reasons i can’t define), erica/boyd/cora (or any combo of the three i’m not writing them all out. i mean, they seem to care for each other at least as friends), scott/jackson (intricate rituals, fun while it lasted), stiles/jackson (so much potential for chaos and problems), jacksallison (there to cause problems for two episodes and that is IT!), isaac/erica/boyd (sure, why not?), derek/evil-sexy-english-teacher (it was funny), derek/brayden (the actress has a young looking face so i was thrown off at first, but i too have a young looking face so i can’t hold that against them. fun while they lasted.), peter/deucalion (i just think it would be fun <3), kali/evil-sexy-english-teacher (horrible toxic dyke drama!!! 16 dead!!!)

f tier: derek/kate, sterek, parish/lydia, any adult with any teenager ffs

#and there you have it!!! my beloved teen wolf mutuals— lmk your thoughts and if i missed anything important xoxo <333 #not putting this under a read more partially bc i only sometimes can do it from mobile without breaking things and partially bc i’m evil 😈 #teen wolf #teen wolf lb

[utilitycaster]

you mentioned that liam and marisha's styles tend not to really hit for you; i'm curious as to why? i tend not to vibe with them myself, but i've gotten tired of the "marisha's metagaming/liam's a spotlight hog and a misogynist" fanwank; obviously it's not your job to articulate my feelings for me, but i've never been able to put my own finger on it and i'm wondering what your thoughts are.

Sure! And I fully agree re: said nonsense about Marisha metagaming or Liam hogging the spotlight or being misogynist. (I actually find the idea that Liam is a misogynist baffling, like, while I disagree with Marisha being a metagamer or Liam being a spotlight hog I at least see why someone who isn't very medium-aware or, well, smart, might reach those conclusions. The misogyny accusations are actually baffling. Liam is a bigger fan of the women of the cast than most of the fandom.)

I should also note that when I say "doesn't hit" it means "I tend to prefer other cast members' styles, but I still think both of them are very good performers and like their characters a lot...I just find myself at odds with a lot of very common fandom ideas about them." I happen to, for example, think Marisha does a particularly great job with portraying the true complexity and mess of interpersonal relationships, and her descriptions in combat are consistently some of the best; and that Liam's explorations of grief across campaigns in very different contexts are a highlight of the series. In the end I want to stress this is all personal preference. Also this is below a cut just because it's very long.

For Marisha, I think a huge part of it is that she just doesn't explore the themes I am most interested in (this is true of Sam too - I think they're making valid choices that are meaningful for them and just aren't necessarily what excites me the most). My personal favorite characters have pretty much always tended towards people who were fighting pretty significant internal demons, and who barely won out over their darker impulses. I also tend to be more interested in characters who are putting on a facade or are reluctant to show vulnerability but for very valid reasons (often, said internal demons). And I like explorations of arrogance and hubris. That's just not what Marisha usually does. She can, for what it's worth! I loved how she played Patia, and the things I like about Keyleth, Beau, and Laudna (and I do like all these characters) deal with these themes at least in passing: Keyleth's struggles with anger and bitterness, Beau's refusal to show vulnerability, and Laudna's reluctance to express darker emotions. It's just not as central nor as thoroughly explored as what Travis, Laura, and Taliesin have consistently done every single campaign. I also feel that particularly with Laudna - whom I like, and will discuss below - she kind of leaned into the aesthetic first, and the backstory feels patchy and incomplete, and I wish she'd spent some more time thinking the character through. She doesn't always fill out the backstory quite as thoroughly as I prefer, essentially.

Meanwhile, Liam's style in particular reminds me of one person I played with who was like, a fairly old-school D&D player. I don't think Liam is a spotlight hog - I think he is actually notable for how much he tries to start scenes with other people and bring them in and support the other players- but he does sometimes start moments that feel a bit disruptive to the flow, if that makes sense? Like, it's not that he's taking up too much space, but sometimes he takes up space when I wish he'd waited a little for a more natural break, and it happens enough for me to have noticed it. He also is at times particularly theatrical, and to be clear, I think watching Liam as an actor, on stage, in a theater, would be an amazing experience! But it doesn't always work for me in a filmed medium where I would rather have something more subtle and naturalistic. I loved Caleb because I think his more subdued and introverted nature in RP, combined with the theatrics when it came to his spells really worked, but it translates less well for me with Vax and Orym, who are Just Some Guys. I also have to say that while three of the Core 4 classes are among my favorite classes, and I would be excited if CR does a fourth campaign and Liam plays a cleric, I also feel like he's holding himself back from some interesting explorations. I love a battlemaster fighter but Orym genuinely would make more sense as a ranger. It's again kind of like Marisha and themes - I think he's doing what's right for him, and I support that, but yeah, I'm going to be more invested then in people who make choices that happen to appeal more to me.

I will say their choice to go back to Tal'Dorei for their campaign 3 characters also did not help. I actually really like the aspects of their personalities for Campaign 3: I like that Laudna is a cheerful weird girl who sort of never did anything about the evil patron who murdered her for 30 years and is slowly blossoming as Bells Hells shows that they will stand by their weird dangerous friends, and that Orym is several years out of a loss and tentatively exploring relationships again and has a deep sense of obligation and justice, but I think this would have been better achieved by making these characters from Marquet. I have very mixed feelings about the Whitestone Nostalgia Tour even as someone who does very much love Percy and Vex, because I would much prefer to see new places and new characters and engage with the setting. I particularly don't love that they're not just from Tal'Dorei but very deeply tied into Vox Machina and the hometowns of two VM characters. At least, if you must, have someone who like, was a child during the Seige of Emon.

Finally, I debated including this in here for obvious reasons but it is, in fact, a factor for me: I am deeply uncomfortable with the particularly rabid and obsessive portions of both Liam and Marisha's fans that no other cast members seem to have - and to be clear I don't think this is at all a commentary on Liam and Marisha (I doubt they know these people exist), but as someone who is skeptical and contrary by nature the nonstop fawning by those people for Liam and Marisha even when they are doing completely run-of-the-mill things, or the belief that the campaign should center their character at all times or the insistence that (for example) Orym MUST have an inner darkness because...because LIAM, is a turn off. It's something I'm working on ignoring, but well, it's a process.

(For what it's worth: I've joked about the Vex-to-Fjord pipeline and the Keyleth-to-Caleb pipeline and the thing is: while I'm obviously a Vex and Fjord person, I have nothing but profound respect with people who prefer Keyleth and Caleb, because exploring the effect of high expectations on someone in adulthood is a very good theme, and the people who followed that path are, as a rule, engaging with the characters in an insightful way that sees them as full complicated characters and not Unproblematic Angel or Sadboy.)

#answered #burr-ell #cr tag #long post

[harleybeaumont]

Between Friends

Part 1 of 2

Book: TRR AU

Pairings: Drake x Maxwell

Synopsis: Maxwell convinces the guys to go out partying to take a break from the stress of studying for finals. Liam tries to prove to everyone that he isn’t a perfect prince. Drake comes to terms with his sexuality, realizing that maybe the person he wants/needs has been there all along. 

A/N: I realize this may not be for everyone, as this is not how the TRR boys are typically depicted. I had this idea while watching a certain scene in season 2 of Elite (although it’s not exactly the same), so if you know the show you'll probably know exactly where this is going! And if you haven’t seen Elite and enjoy this, then I recommend watching it!

A/N 2: This was supposed to be a one shot, but at almost 9,000 words it kiiinda got away from me. So I’m splitting it into 2 parts. The first part has no smut, but as far as the second part goes.. You have been warned. I’m tagging the few people who are on my perma and maybe a few others, but don’t feel obligated to read this if it isn't your thing. 🙂 Feel free to tag anyone you think may like this. Thank you @angelasscribbles for being the one person I know will read this self-indulgent smut 🤣

Warnings: 🍋🍋🍋 Drake and Maxwell smut (mutual masterbation, slight exhibitionism), language, drinking, drug use, a little fluff too 😄

Word count - 3,860

Click to read Part 2 

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Between Friends - Pt 1

The week before finals in their third year of college was proving to be more than a little stressful. Liam, as usual, was hitting the books hard. Drake was trying his best to chug energy drinks and coffee to try and keep up with him. And Max, well he was doing his usual.. Coasting along and going with the flow. Which is why when he heard about a party from a classmate, he knew they had to go and relax.

He knocked on the door frame of Liam’s open bedroom in the dorm room the three of them shared. “Yo, guess what we're doing tonight?”

Liam looked up from his textbook briefly to turn Maxwell down. He already knew where this was going. “Studying.”

Drake yawned and laid his head back on the bed. “Sleeping.”

“No way losers! We’re partying!” Max ran in and jumped on the bed, causing Liam’s books to crash to the floor. “It’s Friday night!”

“It’s a week until finals!” Liam climbed off the bed and picked up his books. “We should all be studying.”

Drake, who was usually not one for partying, actually agreed with Max. “Li, we’ve been at it for weeks! My brain has turned to mush..”

Liam sighed and tossed the books onto his desk as he looked between them. “I know it doesn't matter as much to you guys, but I can't fail!”

“Dude, you have perfect grades! You couldn't fail if you tried!” Drake leaned back on his elbows as he spoke. Liam was the perfect student. He came to class early, stayed late to talk to the professors, and completed every extra credit assignment.

Max walked over to Liam and put an arm around him, getting close to his face. “Listen.. It’s not good for you to work so hard.” He pinched Liam’s cheek playfully. “You need to get out there and have some fun to reset your brain. Then you can get right back to it.”

Liam folded his arms and looked between the two of them who were giving him hopeful stares. “Fine.” He relented. “I will go have a drink or two. You guys can stay later if you want, but after that I’m heading back to study.”

“Ok dad.” Max chuckled and swatted Liam on his backside before heading out of the room. Drake rolled his eyes and headed to his own room to get dressed.

Once the three of them were ready, they took a cab to the party which turned out to be at someone’s mansion. The place looked like it was straight out of a music video. People were passed out on the lawn, frat guys were doing keg stands on the porch, and people were making out and dancing left and right. Max cheered, but Liam looked anxious. 

“Maybe we should go.'' Liam said nervously as he looked around. “If the press finds out that I’m here.. Well it would give a bad impression of the royal family.”

“Forget about the press!” Drake elbowed him. “And everyone here is blitzed out of their mind.. They won't even recognize you.”

This was probably true. Max ran over to a table with dozens of shot glasses and grabbed six, making his way back over to them. “Come on.. Drink up!”

“What is this?” Liam frowned as he sniffed his glass.

“Who cares?” Max said, knocking back both shots simultaneously. Drake shrugged and copied him. Liam sighed and downed the shots with a grimace. Ugh, tequila. 

Max grabbed Liam’s shoulders and shook him. “There we go. Loosen up baby. You need to relax!”

“Ya, ya.” Liam didn’t know how he let them talk him into coming here, but if he was here he may as well enjoy himself.. If only a bit.

A woman they recognized from one of their mutual classes, grabbed Drake's hands and pulled him out onto the makeshift dance floor, coercing him to dance with her. Max and Liam knew that Drake wasn’t into dancing, but the shots were clearly helping him relax. He shot a look over to Max who shrugged. Drake was having a tough time this year. He had been struggling with a lot of personal things.. Mostly with his sexuality. He hadn’t told Liam about it. They were close friends, but it wasn’t something he was ready to discuss with his childhood best friend yet. At least not until he was completely sure of what he wanted.

The only person Drake had confided in was Maxwell. Max found him crying in his room one night, and Drake broke down and told him. He had been holding it in for so long, he just couldn’t stop himself. Max had been out ever since highschool, so he understood how tough it was coming to terms with your sexuality and not fitting into the “norm” that many people expected from you. Maxwell was definitely into guys, but Drake seemed to be into both. Drake had only ever dated women before, but he was starting to admit to himself that he found men attractive. And that he wanted to experiment.

Max was trying to be helpful, but he wasn’t sure how. Maybe tonight he could help Drake out a little. Maybe get Drake to kiss a random guy to see what he thought. It seemed like they barely knew anyone here, so it wouldn’t be hard to find a random guy for him to try it out on.

Liam went off to find the restroom and Max pulled Drake aside.

“Hey.. so that guy over there has def been checking you out.”

Drake paled and looked around quickly to see if anyone had heard. “What!?”

Max tilted his head over to a guy standing in the corner drinking a beer. Drake glanced over and the man gave him an indulgent smile and tipped his beer toward him. Drake swallowed hard and turned back to Max, wide eyed. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Dude. You said yourself that you wanted to experiment.. Try out different things.” He elbowed Drake in the ribs. “There’s a hot guy over there who clearly wants you. Go kiss him! What better place than at a party with a guy you don’t know? That way if you hate it, you’ll never have to see him again.”

Drake’s mouth went dry. Talking about kissing another man was one thing, but actually doing it was terrifying. “I.. I don't know.” Drake stammered, looking around. “I don’t even know how to talk to him.”

“Just talk to him like you would any woman you were hitting on!”

Drake quirked an eyebrow in disbelief. “Really?”

“Ok, maybe don’t compliment his tits or anything like that.”  Max laughed, and Drake couldn’t help but join in. “Come on, I’ll go with you.”

Max grabbed his arm and led him across the room, and Drake’s heart was going a mile a minute. The man smiled brightly at the two of them as they got closer.

“Hey.” Max smiled at the man, who offered both of them a beer from the cooler beside him. “Thanks!” Max took the beer and nodded to Drake. “This is Drake, and I’m Max. We couldn’t help but notice you from across the room.”

“Is that right?” The man smiled. “I’m Antonio.”

Drake couldn't help but stare at Antonio’s lips and he licked his own, just thinking about kissing him. He was acting like a teenager again. This was so stupid, he needed to grow up. He was just talking to another person after all. 

“So, have you guys been together long?” Antonio asked, looking between Drake and Maxwell.

“Us?!” Drake laughed. “We’re just friends.”

Antonio smiled. “Oh. Well you’re both so hot I assumed..” he laughed heartily. “But that wouldn’t be fair to the rest of the world. The two hottest guys around, being a couple. You’d put everyone else to shame!”

“Wow.. uh thanks.” Max said in surprise. Drake and Max looked at each other shyly. This was the first time anyone had ever assumed they were together, that they knew of, and they were actually feeling a little embarrassed. 

Drake was curious as to why the man even assumed he was into guys. He had been dancing with a woman a few minutes earlier. Curiosity got the better of him and he had to ask. “Can I ask, uh.. Why you thought we were together?”

The man turned his head to the side thinking about his answer. “I can just tell. My gaydar doesn't lie.”

Drake choked on his drink and Max patted him on the back as he coughed. 

“Sorry.” Antonio said. “Maybe you’re not out yet? Or maybe I’m wrong.” He shrugged.

Max looked at Drake expectantly, but he was clearly tongue tied. “Um, well..” Max said hesitantly. He wasn’t going to be the one to out Drake. He was just about to make up an excuse to get him out of this uncomfortable situation, when Drake spoke up.

“You’re not wrong.” Drake said quietly before looking over at Maxwell’s shocked expression. He hadn’t planned on telling anyone yet, but telling a perfect stranger was surprisingly relieving. “I’m bisexual.”

Max gave Drake a surprised smile, staring at him with wonder. He seriously just said it. All year, Maxwell had been trying to help Drake accept this, but now Drake just said it like it was nothing. He couldn’t stop staring at him, studying his face in amazement. 

“Ah, see I told you I’m never wrong.” Antonio winked. “And I think my other assumption was correct as well.” He looked between Drake and Max knowingly before tapping his beer against theirs and heading off chuckling. Max and Drake stared at each other, dumbfounded before laughing awkwardly.

Drake looked away and took a long drink of his beer. Max nudged him with a smile. “So awkwardness aside.. I’m so proud of you.”

Drake smiled shyly, looking down at the floor before shrugging. “It just felt right.”

“It does, doesn't it?” Max smiled at him. “It feels so good to finally be honest with yourself, right?” 

“It really does.” Drake smiled. His heart felt like it was lighter than ever. Even though it took an extremely uncomfortable situation to finally admit it to himself, he felt really good.

“You wanna tell Liam?” Max said hesitantly.

“Not.. yet.” Drake said quietly. He still wasn’t ready for that. He knew Liam wouldn’t look at him differently, but he just wasn't ready yet.

“Hey I get it!” Max said. “But I’m so proud of you, Drake.” Maxwell hugged him tightly. “You were so brave to finally admit it.”

Drake patted him on the back and looked nervously around the room. Some people nearby were talking and staring. Maybe it was just his nerves making him think that way.. Or maybe rumors were already starting.  

“I’m gonna get some more shots.” Drake said, surprising himself. He was usually a beer or whiskey drinker only, but he needed a little more courage to deal with his confession.

“Ok.” Max patted him on the back as Drake took off hurriedly. Max sighed. He knew this wasn’t going to be something that Drake was comfortable having people know about him right away. It definitely took time.

Liam waited in the long line for the restroom, which was not moving at all. He assumed someone in there was having sex or something. He made his way through the throng of people who were dancing, talking, making out, and doing.. who knows what. He found another restroom and stepped over a passed out man to enter the room. He checked behind the shower curtain, as he always did. Growing up, Liam was always terrified that a murderer would be behind the shower curtain. He had seen too many scary movies with Maxwell and Drake. But this time, he was checking for random people who may be passed out or just hiding to scare someone. God, I sound like a paranoid idiot, Liam told himself as he finally relieved himself. He had been overly and ridiculously stressed out, studying for these exams. His father made sure to call him daily and remind him that since his older brother abdicated, he was now the crown prince of the country and would be in the public eye even more than before. The press would be able to get access to anything they wanted with the right amount of money.. His grades, his personal life, his everything. 

Liam made his way out of the restroom and looked around for his friends. This mansion was huge.. He wondered who’s it was. There was no telling where Max and Drake were. Liam spotted two familiar faces speaking with their backs turned to him. He recognized them as Lady Kiara and Lord Rashad. As Liam made his way over to his (sort of) friends, he paused when he caught them saying his name.

Rashad glanced around, “I can’t even believe Liam came out tonight.”

Kiara took a sip of her drink and giggled. “I know. He’s such a prude.. I imagine Maxwell was the one who drug him out. Liam wouldn’t be caught dead at an actual social function that didn’t have nobles and dignitaries to suck up to.”

“More like his father would kill him.” Rashad chuckled, taking a sip of his beer. “And you know Liam is the perfect prince.. Always doing what daddy says.”

Kiara snickered and wrapped her arm around Rashad’s waist. “You’re so bad.”

Rashad leaned in and placed a kiss on her neck. “Not yet, I’m not. Just wait until later tonight. We can go up to my bedroom and I’ll show you bad.”

“Mmm, can't wait.” Kiara purred in his ear before squeezing his ass.

The two of them walked away, leaving Liam slack jawed and deeply offended. How could they say that about him? He didn’t always do what his father said! He was a grown man! He could do whatever he wanted! Liam looked around, before grabbing a shot from a table and downing three back to back. Fuck them, he thought. I’ll show them I’m not a perfect prince. 

Max and Drake had split up, and Maxwell took the opportunity to take a few more shots and hit the dance floor. He didn’t care who he danced with, he just let loose and felt the rhythm. This was his chance to relax after studying so hard.. Ok maybe he didn't study that hard. But he was going to let loose anyway.

Drake was sitting in the corner of the room scanning the crowd. He wondered if anyone else out there was thinking the same thing Antonio was. How did they know? People didn’t give off bisexual vibes.. Did they? He was so overwhelmed with his own thoughts and the only thing giving him any sort of comfort was Maxwell. His eyes kept landing on him as he danced with anyone and everyone. He was so comfortable with himself, and Drake hoped that one day he would be too. He watched a few people, trying to see if he could tell their sexuality just by looking at them. He scoffed, he was being so stupid. Drake sipped his beer, feeling more than a little tipsy. He couldn’t help it when his eyes kept settling on Maxwell once again. He watched him close his eyes as he danced, trickles of sweat rolling down his brow to his chiseled jaw. His tight black t-shirt hugged his broad shoulders and did little to hide his chest and abs. Drake’s mouth began to water as he let his eyes travel lower to his tight jeans. They hugged his ass perfectly. God he had an amazing ass. Drake shook his head to get out of his stupor and headed off to get more shots.

Liam had downed about five more shots since the two Maxwell gave him when they first arrived at the party. He was beginning to wobble with each step, but it wasn’t enough. He wanted to prove to everyone, to himself, that he wasn’t a goody two shoes. He knew how to let loose and have fun. He felt a man tap his shoulder and motion for him to follow him into a corner. Liam quirked an eyebrow, but followed him. What was this man even doing? If Liam had his guards with him, they would have been all over this shady looking guy. But Liam wasn’t a prince tonight. He was a regular guy.

The man glanced around anxiously. “You looking to have a good time tonight?” Liam wrinkled his brow, giving him a confused look. “You look like you need to relax, man. You need to buy anything?”

“Buy anything?” Liam squinted in confusion, then his eyes widened in realization. “You mean drugs?”

“Shit dude!” The man glanced around and lowered his voice. “Keep it down!”

Liam wasn’t sure what to do. He wasn’t going to do drugs. No way. Drinking was one thing, but who knows what he would do if he got high. He opened his mouth to refuse the man, but Kiara and Rashad walked past him snickering, and he felt his shame and anger boiling up inside of him again. He turned to the man and cleared his throat. “What um.. What do you have?”

“That depends on what you want to feel.”

Liam sighed. “I want to feel.. relaxed.”

The man nodded and reached into his pocket, giving Liam a bag containing a small pill. “Two hundred.”

“Thousand?!” Liam said wide eyed. “No way!”

“What the fuck.. No, not two hundred thousand! Two hundred!” 

“Oh.” Liam chuckled, feeling embarrassed. He pulled out a couple bills and handed them to the man. “What is this exactly?” He asked as he tucked the bag into his pocket.

“It’s relaxation, my friend.” The man patted him on the back and walked away leaving Liam wondering what the hell he was even going to do with this pill. 

Max found Drake in the kitchen alone, eating some chips and dip. “What are you doing in here all by yourself?”

Drake froze as he looked up at Max, remembering the thoughts he was having about him earlier. He tried not to blush. Normally he was not the type to blush, but this was new territory.. And also one of his best friends. “Uh, just hungry.”

Maxwell nodded and Drake couldn’t help but stare at him. When did Maxwell get so.. hot? Was he always this hot? Yes, of course he was. Stop it dammit, he told himself. 

“You ok?” Maxwell gave him a concerned look and Drake realized he was still staring. He couldn’t help but think about licking the sweat that accumulated on Maxwell's neck. He bet it tasted good.. Fuck, stop it!

Drake cleared his throat. “Ya.. I just had a few too many shots I think.”

“Saaaaame!” Max laughed and stood next to Drake, leaning against him. Normally he was used to Maxwell being super touchy, but tonight he couldn’t handle it.

Drake jumped away from him. “We should probably go find Li. Haven't seen him in like..” Drake looked down at his watch and his eyebrows rose in surprise. “Shit it’s been like an hour and a half. Has he texted you?”

Max pulled out his phone. “Nope.”

“I’m gonna call him.” Drake dialed Liam’s number and it rang and rang. Finally the phone was answered, but it did not sound like Liam on the other end.

“Hellooooo!” The fucked up voice said.

“Who-” Drake held the phone away to make sure he had dialed the right number. “Liam?”

“What uuuuup Drake?!  Drake, my BFFFFFF!” Liam was slurring and cracking up.

Drake looked at Maxwell, completely confused. How much had Liam drank tonight? He never got this sloppy drunk before.

“Where are you, Li?”

“I’m..” Liam was gone for a moment and Drake checked to make sure he hadn’t hung up. “I’m on a beach in paradise!”

“What the fuck?!” Drake shook his head. “Where are you?”

“In the water!” Liam laughed. “The ocean!”

Max was listening in at this point and looked at Drake. “He’s in the pool I guarantee it.”

The two of them made their way into the backyard and found Liam laying on a pink flamingo floatie in the swimming pool. Some other people were around, but paying him no mind.

“Liam..” Drake walked over to him and saw the fucked up look on his face. “What the?”

“Heeeey friends!” He scooped up some water with his hands and threw it up into the air. “I’m finally relaxing! It’s amaaaazing!” Liam cracked up laughing and Max and Drake looked at each other curiously.

“Come on.” Maxwell pulled Liams pool floatie over to the side and they helped him get out of the water. Once Liam stood up, he threw his arms around both of them.

“I’m finally doing it. I’m finally relaxing!” Liam laughed loudly as he looked back and forth between the two of them. “I’m freeeee!”

Drake grabbed him and looked into his eyes. “Dude, get a hold of yourself!”

“I cant!” Liam snickered. “The pill already has a hold of me! And aaaaalll my problems went away.”

Max looked into his eyes, feeling slightly amused and slightly concerned. “For fucks sake.. What did you take Liam?”

“No idea!” He giggled, staggering.

Drake rolled his eyes. “Let’s get you back to the dorm so you can sleep this off.”

Liam alternated between giggling and passing out the whole cab ride back to their dorm. Drake and Max were pretty lit themselves but the two of them managed to help Liam up to his room and drop him onto his bed.

Liam sat up bleary eyed. “Best friends.. Don’t leave me. Stay here with me and have a sleepover like we used to do!” Max and Drake looked at him skeptically. It had been maybe ten years since they had a sleepover. “Please, I’m fucked up.. I don’t wanna be alone.” Liam was looking between them so sadly they relented. 

“Fine.” Drake sat next to him on the bed and kicked off his shoes. 

Liam took off his shoes, socks, pants, and shirt and threw them across the room. “Much better. Now get in here and let's cuddle.”

Max gave Drake a surprised look and tried to hide his laughter. Liam Rys, the Crown Prince of Cordonia was asking them to get in the bed and cuddle him. It was a pretty funny sight.

“We can’t all fit in this bed, Li.” Drake frowned. Liam did have a King sized bed, which wasn’t standard in a dorm, but when you're the prince you get the best.

“Sure you can!” Liam yawned and lay back onto the pillows. Within a few seconds he was fast asleep.

Drake stood up, ready to leave when Max spoke softly. “You’re not staying in here with him?”

“Really?” Drake asked. “He’s passed out. He won't even remember this tomorrow.”

“Ya, but..” Max shrugged. “It was a nice idea wasn’t it?”

Drake swallowed hard. Of course laying in bed next to Maxwell sounded like a nice idea. But that was also a terrible idea with the way Drake had been feeling tonight. 

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grunge rewatches midsomer murders pt 2

full disclosure: I'm mostly knitting and kind of watching bc I'm still rotted only season 1 of Little Mosque on the Prairie is available on prime & if I want to watch the rest I have to sign up for Disney+

but anyway, here's pt 2 of That Corpse Is Breathing Pretty Deeply Fellas You Sure She's Dead?

2x01 Death's Shadow

opening with a flashback. always a good omen. Gerald/Liam started with a flashback and that episode was fucking wild man

Judy Parfitt...Judy Parfitt...

I know I could look her up but I want to be surprised by how I know her

no Joyce don't fall victim to the wedding industrial complex

OH

SISTER MONICA JOAN

OF COURSE IT'S SISTER MONICA JOAN

I FUCKING LOVE SISTER MONICA JOAN

ahh good old Badger's Drift

all the good murders happen in Badger's Drift

"the head bounced into the hall" yikes

I knew there was a beheading in Badger's Drift I just got the episodes mixed up

why are there so many abusive husbands in these villages

well that hymn definitely isn't shared with the UCC

and we're back in the One And Only Lawyer's Office Set

oh that's a good murder

so dramatic and intense

love it

that corpse definitely isn't breathing

no lungs left

side effect of being burned to a crisp

please tell me someone's going to get an arrow through the neck

Chekhov's quiver

fine I'll settle for an arrow in the back

a character called Fletcher getting killed by a bow & arrow. beautiful

*gets caught in bed with a 19yo man* "I am not a homosexual, it disgusts me" baby boy... let me introduce you to the concept of internalized homophobia

"we never meant to hurt him" YOU LYNCHED A CHILD

WHY WOULD YOU PUT A NOOSE AROUND A CHILD'S NECK AND MAKE HIM STAND ON A RICKETY CHAIR ON UNEVEN GROUND IF YOU NEVER MEANT TO HURT HIM

gotta love it when the corpses don't breathe. such a rarity on this show

2x02 Strangler's Wood

only rated 13+? that doesn't bode well

this is the episode that was on PBS the other day that made me want to rewatch the series

they censored the word "shit"

idk why you can't say "shit" after 9pm on American television

anyway...let the commentary commence

if I didn't know that was Phyllis Logan I wouldn't believe it

11yo boys in the woods before school is never good

grown ass man can't take care of himself

stop infantalizing your husbands challenge 1998

ahh there's some good old fashioned victim blaming

I do appreciate a good Obvious Red Herring

I think one of the writers has a choking fetish

that comment's gonna get me some bots isn't it

"help my son is gay" "get a life"

I know I only watched this the other day but I already forget if they address why Kate Merrill recognizes Troy's name

like obviously he's written to her agony column, at least that's how they're setting it up, but I don't remember if they actually address it

"she's being dying for about 6 years now. we're getting used to it"

hey it's a Jenny Lind bed! *proceeds to sing Heave Away on loop in my head*

Come get your duds in order cause we're bound to cross the water

Heave away me jollies heave away

Come get your duds in order cause we're bound to leave tomorrow

Heave away me jolly b'ys we're all bound away

it's just not the same without Connor Bedard

what is with the kids in these villages? is there something in the water that makes them all psychopaths?

the continuity in this show is *chef's kiss*

gotta reference every previous case always

...is this what straight men find attractive?

is that cigarette ad supposed to be sexy?

I love the Terrible American Accent that is specific to shows like this

got distracted by making a knitting pattern more complicated than it needs to be because intentionally stressing myself out over a lace wedding veil is more interesting than rewatching an episode I just saw like 2 days ago

I'll try to be more focused for the next ep but for now it's eurovision performances and then bed

2x03 Dead Man's Eleven

ah fuck it's cricket themed I'm gonna be completely out of my depth

full disclosure: it's nearly 40c (104f) and I don't have air conditioning so if my computer (or my brain) overheats, the commentary will be brief

like this

nearly 20mins in and I have no clue what's going on because my brain is soup

haunted museum? 350-year-old family feud? that's all I've got

something about smoked mackerel

good god the sound on my parents tv is fucking awful

the music and screaming are painfully loud but the dialogue is barely audible

I get that Sandra is traumatized and all but jesus everything she says is a piercing shriek

wait a minute

the episode description mentioned cricket

why is there no cricket yet?

I want to steal my cat's cooling mat

can I make it through the last 30 minutes before taking a nap?

why am I not intrigued by this episode? is it boring? is it the difficult-to-hear dialogue making the episode hard to follow even with captions? is it the heat making it impossible to focus? we may never know

hard to tell if the corpse is breathing when it's buried

good lord that was the longest 7 minutes of my life how is there still 23 minutes to go?

*makes impatient "wrap it up" gesture*

OH MARTYR WARREN. it's a place!

I thought they've been saying Marta since 1x01

I assumed they were talking about a person who lived in Midsomer

someone everyone knows, runs a cute little shop or something, pillar of the community, everyone's nan kind of person

one of those characters who's always referenced but never seen. like Villix'pran or Captain Boday on DS9

apparently this is actually 3x04 Beyond The Grave. the real 2x03 has a really great cast (Imelda Staunton, Annabelle Apsion, Robert Hardy, Toby Jones). can't tell you who any of these folks are though

3 minutes left...

of course they read daily mail

but at least they're critical of it

ok nap time. summer is the worst.

2x04 Blood Will Out

the heat broke and my parents have gone out so I get the good tv tonight. let's wrap up season 2

Martyr Warren. of course it's set in Martyr Warren

this ep is about Travellers, it's gonna be culturally insensitive isn't it?

who is this guy

OH

he's Gibbs from Pirates of the Carribean

Hector Bridges reminds me of Dr Bombay

ok so far this isn't as bad as I expected

there's still an hour and a half to prove me wrong though

like yeah there are townspeople who are being dicks but so far the police have just said "please don't litter and please leave when you said you would"

"I'm not kinky"

no shit Troy

you're so repressed vanilla is too spicy for you

and that's coming from me

Barnaby gets points for the casual use of the singular they

please tell me those are not morris dancers in blackface

I do appreciate that the rich bigots are the baddies here and not the travellers like you would expect from a nearly 30 year old show

also appreciate the widow not grieving her abusive husband

"the killer did us a favour"

Wife Swap: version 2.0

ah there we go

Troy being the asshole we know and hate

love me some gossipy bitches gossiping about murder over a game of scrabble

this is some spec ops shit isn't it

nope not spec ops just a corrupt commander

Troy may be as kinky as a slice of wonder bread, but the writers of this show are definitely into some shit

or has AO3 just completely ruined me and I see kink where there is none?

"I made the classic mistake of not believing you had been abused" a cop making a good and sincere apology? I'm shocked

murdering someone with a shotgun while dressed in all white is a bold move girl

well that's season 2 over and done with I guess. see you back here for season 3.

#grunge rewatches midsomer murders