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texdoeshalo · 2 years

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BRUH MOON KNIGHT HAS HAD ME GOING FERAL SINCE IT PREMIERED AND NOW I'M UP AT 1 AM CAUSE I N E E D E D TO WATCH THE FINALE IMMEDIATELY AND I HAVE A FINAL ON THURSDAY!!! I SHOULD BE SLEEPING BUT I'M LAYING HERE SCREECHING ABOUT HOW FUCKING GOOD THE LAST EPISODE WAS.

SEASON 2 WHEN DISNEY?!?!??

Spoilers below this since I don't know how to do a read more on mobile

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HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHERE DO I EVEN START!? Between Marc refusing the Field of Reeds because he isn't truly complete in his heart without Steven, Layla as Taweret's avatar, the fight scenes with Marc and Steven switching rapidly and working in sync, and the fucking END CREDITS SCENE?!?!?!!!!

Starting with Marc in the afterlife. I was terrified that they were really going to go with Steven being gone, but oh man...I nearly started crying when Marc dropped to his knees before Steven and spoke to him even though he was frozen in a kind of stasis. My heart was shattered by the pain in Marc's voice and face, and then the relief when he and Steven were freed...Oscar Issac continues to be one of the best actors of this generation.

Layla as Taweret's avatar. This I did not see coming at all. It especially surprised me after she was so adamant against becoming Khonshu's avatar. But holy SHIT she looks amazing and kicks ass in that costume! The wings and the swords and just AGH ITS SO GOOD!! In absolute love with this powerhouse of a woman.

Marc and Steven working in sync....oh my heart. It was so perfect to see after all the time they spent fighting each other. The quick switches back and forth, outfits, fighting styles, mannerisms, Oscar really killed it. It was really cool to see Steven get to use the batons as well! They got teased so early on and we finally got to see them in action! But what I truly loved...was when they were inches from death....who shows up to save the day? Jake motherfuckin Lockley. Though in this scene we don't see him fight, we only know he was there because Marc shifted (blacked out from his pov) and when he fronted again Harrow was almost dead and all the cultists had been slaughtered. He and Steven know it wasn't either of them and they, and Layla, are very confused and a little frightened, understandably so.

I think the way they dealt with Ammit was a little rushed feeling and maybe too simple, but it worked well enough, especially setting up the appearance of Jake at the end, and the loophole for Khonshu to still have the Moon Knight (Spector/Grant/Lockley??) System as his avatar. Loophole being Marc asking for "both of us" to be freed, meaning himself and Steven. But since they don't really know about Jake yet, I assume they have to be suspicious at this point but they obviously don't know for sure, they don't ask for his freedom, and as such a part of the system remains Khonshu's servant. And I imagine that essentially makes the whole system his avatar, Marc and Steven just aren't aware of it yet.

This takes us to the end credits scene. When the view point shifted to the mental hospital I was unsure of what was going to happen. The outfit of the person that showed up to get Harrow gave me Jake vibes but since we didn't get a clear look right away I thought it could be one of Harrow's followers that survived and was breaking him out. But low and behold, that mysterious man shoves him into the limo, kicks the wheelchair aside, and I know who it is. It was interesting to see Khonshu presenting himself fully to Harrow since earlier in the show it had been stated by Harrow himself that he couldn't see or hear Khonshu anymore, so I'm wondering how that worked...but anyways, seeing that divider roll down, hearing Khonshu say that name...and watching as Jake motherfuckin Lockley turned and grinned at Harrow with such obvious malicious glee was amazing. Finally getting a clear look at what we knew for a fact was him, hearing him speak, the mannerisms that completely differentiated him from Marc and Steven...incredible. The way he also got to kill Harrow, and then drove off in the limo with the fuckin license plate that says SPKTOR. I'm dead, it was so perfect.

To sum this up. AMAZING finale. Some things did feel rushed but overall I felt it tied everything up wonderfully and there could definitely be a season 2 so I'm hoping Disney decides to do one. Marc and Steven finally working in sync together and shifting smoothly was perfect after their journey throughout the show. And I have to say I really do like the way they teased Jake until the end, giving us the perfect little glimpse at him, which gives me hope and the desire for more.

I will never not scream into the void about how incredible Oscar is at creating so many subtle and obvious differences between the alters in the Moon Knight system. If they were standing in a line with the same clothes on and didn't even speak or anything, I would still be able to immediately pick out who was who. He truly was perfect for this role and you can clearly see how much hard work he put into it. This is definitely going to be a series I rewatch multiple times. As always there are things that could've been better, but that's true of everything in life. This series was mindblowing, breathtaking, just..just incredible.

Amazing. Absolutely amazing.

#moon knight #the moon knight system #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #khonshu #arthur harrow #ammit #moon knight finale #DID #dissociative identity disorder #spoilers #moon knight spoilers

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feuqueerfire · 1 year

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Never Let Me Go Ep 8 Live Blogging

Another Tuesday

Ep 8: Life

Part 1

what the fuck cuteass boyfriend montage qlfjsjkjd with this music bg they’re so cute TT

ah the scene from the trailer about the humans being split in two

stop saying Khun Nueng while you’re playing boyfriends, let’s get another Ai’Nueng pls pls

Never Let Us Go hat where Nueng’s like agh figure out the answer to the “Us” yourself

debtors after Palm’s mother and the police questioning Palm’s father

the Chopper holding his palm over Ben’s mouth is so awkward

damn an apology from Aun after finally realizing that his actions of sending photos of Ben kissing nueng and outing him actually hurt Ben. Wai and Thua our supposed friends couldn’t.

Palm confronting his mom about whether she actually loves him and why she left them. “I’m sorry I love myself more than I love you” rip this is why I shouldn’t and don’t want to have kids

“You will understand when life forces you to choose between you duty and your heart”

I hope their mother-son relationship continues to grow from here on out :< Palm missed out on so many years

Part 2

oh Maggie has found them

pls Nueng’s eyes squinting just a little when Maggie said the hostel is cute and him just watching her and Palm’s conversation lol

naurrr ep 8 and PalmNueng (temp) boyfriends is too late for us to get Maggie and Palm montage or cute moments

lmfao should’ve just let the camera go

“It’s good that he got to protect someone other than me” oh NuengDiao you dumbass

oh Maggie figured out Palm likes Nueng good for her

“but I have a bright personality, so people misunderstood that I flirted with you” people being Nueng

pls Ben talks so callously to Chopper knowing that Chopper likes him. “In grade 10 I didn’t think you were good looking” “I was never your type”

girl Ben straight up asking Chopper if he still likes him pls okay

I just don’t like Ben’s way of handling things why tf is he all smiling and asking “would you still have feelings for me?” Also, this means they both knew why Chopper and Ben stopped interacting, so why was there a vibe of ohh I'm ben and idk why you stopped interacting with me chopper

Part 3

they fr took Palm’s mom

Linguistics: it’s fun that Palm’s mom calls Nueng gu-meung but Nueng refers to her with Pom and -krab. don’t think there’s another relationship like this with Nueng

Part 4

hmmm very cute, though a bit casual for love confessions

oh they take it to bed? bruh i can’t see anything bc I turned my brightness so low when they started kissing cuz i’m at school

Rewatch: I rewatched it at home and ooh Nueng taking off Palm's shirt and pushing him back on the bed, okayy

Got spoiled on before watching:

Chopper previously confessed to Ben

Overall Thoughts:

Good but I'm kinda not super attached right now, idk. I wonder if I would've liked this one if I binged it. It's like fine and good and I smiled a lot while watching but I feel like I should be more attached or think about it more.

Fave Scene:

The first boyfriend montage with Palm and Nueng >.<

Ben saying that Aun outing him really hurt him

Posts I made

None

Most viewers that I saw per part during the premiere:

didn't track this

12 hours later

Part 1: 565k || 2: 398k || 3: 343k || 4: 397k

Avg: 425k

Views Tracking (just because I’m curious):

Ep 1 - 1: 2.2M || Avg: 1.35M || Max Part: 1

Ep 2 - 1: 1.4M || Avg: 1.1M || Max Part: 1

Ep 3 - 1: 1.2M || Avg: 1.031M || Max Part: 1

Ep 4 - 1: 1.4M || Avg: 1.090M || Max Part: 1

Ep 5 - 1: 1.2M || Avg: 1.084M || Max Part: 1 (also part 3 with kiss has almost same views bc of NuengPalm kiss)

Ep 6 - 1: 1.3M || Avg: 1.101M || Max Part: 1

Ep 7 - 1: 1.2M || Avg: 1.068M || Max Part: 4 (bc of NuengPalm kiss - slightly higher than part one

#never let me go #ep by ep commentary

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stedelovesed · 2 years

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Creating generative value

Or: Why We Need to Stop Worrying and Trust that Nathan Foad Will Be Back for Season 2

Gals, gays and theys, (swash)buckle up. What we were hoping, crying and begging for happened: in early June, our beloved gay pirate show Our Flag Means Death was renewed for season 2. We’re going to get our BlackBonnet reunion. Repeat: we are going to get our BlackBonnet reunion. Stede and Ed are going to be together again, and they are going to talk about their feelings, and they are going to be happy. This, I manifest.

Of course, there’s someone else that we are all desperate to see - Lucius Spriggs, the Revenge’s scribe, played by Nathan Foad. David Jenkins, creator, writer and executive producer of OFMD, recently Tweeted an image of the season 2 premiere script to announce that filming for season 2 had begun. The Tweet was accompanied by a very cryptic caption: “Anyone care to have their shit fucked up? Because this is happening. 🏴‍☠️💔🦄 #OurFlagMeansDeath #justiceforluciusrip” Leon Miller, writing for CBR.com, reckons that Jenkins’ hashtag #justiceforluciusrip “seemingly confirmed that Nathan Foad's Lucius Spriggs did indeed die at the hands of Taika Waititi's Blackbeard” in the Season 1 finale, "Wherever You Go, There You Are."

Devastating if true, of course. Foad’s Lucius was nothing short of incredible. At the risk of sounding cliché, he’s the heart of the ship; warm, gentle, supportive, and, as a viewer, so, so funny. We watched as he comforted Stede during the events of the eighth episode, “We Gull Way Back, as Stede battled with feelings of jealousy towards Ed’s old friend and former lover, Calico Jack. Lucius’s romance with Black Pete (Matthew Maher) is nothing short of joyous. It’s deep and complex and filled with love, desire and respect - just another example of how this show elevates and prioritises queerness.

The final episode, though. Agh. My heart hurts to think about it. Ed is heartbroken and believes that Stede left him on the beach because he didn’t love him back, and his coping mechanism is to wander around the Revenge in Stede’s old robe and take sad baths. Lucius is there for him through it all, offering support and kindness to Ed. And Ed, heartbroken Ed, decides to push Lucius over the side of the ship and leave him to die.

Brutal. I still can’t believe I even typed those words. If I had more space in this post, I’d explain, at length, why I believe that Ed was so utterly devastated with grief that having Lucius around was just a reminder of Stede, but I don’t, so I won’t. Nevertheless, I’m convinced that we haven’t seen the last of Lucius Spriggs. Sure, Nathan Foad hasn’t been posting on Instagram about being in New Zealand for filming like other cast members. Sure, David Jenkins’ Tweet and hashtag don’t really give us a lot of hope for Lucius’ survival. Here’s the thing, though: Lucius will come back for season 2, and here’s why.

First of all, for all the reasons I’ve mentioned above and more - Lucius Spriggs is the heart and soul of the Revenge. If there’s one thing OFMD knows, it’s how to give its viewers the warm fuzzies. Second, the absolute drama that will erupt when Lucius appears, alive and well, on deck after Ed thought he’d killed him - there’s no way that David Jenkins would deprive us of Foad’s exquisite facial expressions during a scene like this. Third - and perhaps this is the cynic in me - but we’re here talking about it, aren’t we? OFMD is a television show that skyrocketed in popularity through word-of-mouth. Fandom is one of the best media marketing tools there is, and even for that reason alone, the ‘surprise’ return in season 2 of one of OFMD’s best characters would cause the fandom to go into meltdown, even if it was just to Tweet, “I told you so #Luciuslives”.

#NETS5005

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arealbialienblast · 3 years

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A very good season premier as always!

-Michael and his hot doctor bf yesss

-Albert staying with/looking after pregnant Maddie was so sweet and not what I was expecting

-dispatcher May! We love it! I don't really get why Athena isn't supportive of her doing it though...

-why do they always have to get you with the backstory of one of the emergency victims?? Bike lady made me cry! (Also who played her husband its driving me nuts?!)

-of course the minute athena gets back to work shes in danger

-Bobby on the bus with CJ agh he's such a good captain

These were in no particular order and not all of my thoughts but I enjoyed this episode and I'm so excited for this season

#911 fox #911 #9 1 1 on fox #911 spoilers #911 season 4 #also i dont mind the masks #i thought i would have more of an issue understanding them without subtitles #but it really wasnt too bad

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bright-whump · 3 years

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Oh please DO post the picrews! And I would love to discuss the boy! There's just so much whump potential in him 😍 (and canon whump of course) I would LOVE to hear your thoughts on drowning! It's the catalyst of one of my favorite tropes which is CPR (and as a nursing student, I know it's super inaccurate in most things but it's just. So. Damn. Good.)

I. LOVE. DROWNING. WHUMP. It's literally the best thing ever FUCK man. I wanted it for Malcolm so so much WHY DID THEY TEASE ME SO CRUELY, the promo they released even before S2 premiered had him falling into the pool teasing some sort of water whump and I just ;_; I got nothing...we got nothing...we were robbed...

I LOVE. IT. The CPR is also good but that's not the specific parts I like, I like the struggling and the bubbles escaping their lips when they're trying to hard to wait just a little longer, the panic and flailing...and then when they get up, all the panic of the friends/team/caretaker! Their little "Please, please, come on, breathe, you have to breathe--" and then AGH, the sputter of water from blue lips and then the coughing up more and the caretaker pulling them onto their side or, even better, up against their chest so the whumpee's head is over their shoulder as they cough and gasp so pretty...heck...I love...drowning whump...please...I was hoping they would kill me with Malcolm drowning whump...and they did not...they didn't even make it a longer scene where he WAS underwater...cursed... (but I wrote it here if you wanted 👀)

THERE REALLY IS. I'm gonna add my picrews on another post separate to this one. Some of them are so cute and the others are...well 😌

#asks #malcolm bright whump

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regularno · 3 years

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One Day Prior

“Look at the world, Mordecai.”

“I am, dude.”

“Mordecai! Mordecai wake up!” Rigby shouted as he arose from his trampoline bed, “Today’s the day!”

“What,” Mordecai mumbled before his eyes widened, “wait, you’re not talking about-”

“Uh huh. Today’s the day. It’s-”

“The premiere of Samurai-bot 3000 The Movie! Hi-yah!” The stoners yelled in unison.

They scrambled around the room, hurriedly getting ready for their epic day. Just as they were about to exit their messy, cluttered room, they both remembered the most crucial part of their morning routine.

“Dude, how could we forget bro and bake?” Mordecai said, reaching for their brown, greasy bong.

“Bro and bake! Aw yea-yuh!” Rigby scrambled towards the bong, “light it up, babe-ey.”

The boys broke into one of their signature song-raps:

“Bro and Bake!

Bro and Bake!

We simply cannot wake until we bro and bake!”

Rigby snatched the bong just as Mordecai lit it, creating the biggest, sickest bong cloud known to man.

“Agh!” Right on schedule, Rigby burst into a coughing fit, falling back onto his trampoline and laughing.

“Dude, that was so lame. Watch this.” Mordecai sucked into the bong, creating an even sicker, nastier cloud of smoke.

“Hm, hm hm hm. Hm hm. Hm.” Mordecai sneered, not even flinching as massive amounts of THC entered his body.

“Alright alright. You win.” Rigby conceded, lying on his back.

Mordecai made his way back into his own bed.

They sat in a comfortable silence, both of them looking up at their spitball-covered ceiling.

“Dude, this movie is about to be si-”

The sound of Rigby’s ringtone, Hollaback Girl, interrupted Mordecai. Rigby groaned and flipped onto his stomach dramatically.

“Hello.” He snapped.

A small, indiscernible voice responded.

“Oh, hi Margaret. Yeah, he lost his phone again… Okay I lost it… No, Mordecai can’t go to the shop today, we’re going to see Sa- hey!”

Mordecai snatched the flip-phone out of Rigby’s hands.

“Hi Margaret! I mean, hey, Margaret. What’s up?” Mordecai tried (and failed) to sound cool, “I can meet you at the coffee shop. Oh, Rigby? He’ll be fine. We didn’t have much for plans anyway. 3 o’clock? Sure! I can meet at 3 o’clock! Okay, see you then. Bye.”

Mordecai hung up and raced around the room, searching for hair gel and deodorant.

“3 o’clock? Mordecai, you aren’t going to be able to hang out with Margaret at 3 o’clock, that’s when we’re going to see Samurai-Bot 3000 The Movie, hi-yah!” Rigby said, not realizing what was going on.

“Rigby. Margaret just asked me out on a date.”

“She did not ask you out on a date, dude. She asked if you wanted to hang out at the coffee shop, something we do together every day.”

“No, dude. You’re just too young to understand. She’s totally into me.”

But Rigby did understand. He understood quite well what it meant to be in love. He also knew what it was like to not be loved back.

“Mordecai! You can’t go!” Rigby yelled, following him around the room and attempting to swat things out of his hands, “Call her back and tell her you can’t go!”

Mordecai dodges Rigby’s attempts at stalling him with ease, “nah, dude. This is too important.”

“What could be more important than me! Than us!” He followed Mordecai down the stairs, throwing objects in his direction in an attempt to slow him down.

“Don’t say it like that dude, You’re making it weird.”

“Come on! We were supposed to watch Samurai-Bot-3000-The-Movie-hiyah,” Rigby said, as if the move title was all one word.

“Bring Muscleman with you, or Eileen.”

“We’re supposed to watch it together!” He followed him down the stairs.

“We can just go see it tomorrow.”

“But today was supposed to be the day!” He followed him through the living room, “today was supposed to be our day.”

“Ugh! Dude, who cares if we watch it today or tomorrow? We’re still gonna watch it together either way!”

“I do.” Rigby said quietly, feeling rejected.

“This is my only chance to go on a date with Margaret. Don’t ruin this for me.”

Rigby followed him to the front door. “Mordecai, if you leave, then… Then!”

Mordecai, who was already walking away from the house, looked back, “Then what?”

“Then… Then don’t bother coming home.”

“C’mon, dude, you’re being so dramatic.”

“I mean it.” Rigby said before slamming the door shut.

Mordecai did go on his date with Margaret, while Rigby went to see the movie by himself. But this date was not what Mordecai was expecting in the slightest. It wasn’t even a date at all. So Mordecai sat there, silent and dreadful, as Margaret droned on and on about how her now-ex boyfriend was such a douchebag, which Mordecai already knew, and how she was so much better off without him, which he also knew.

Then, a thought struck him through the heart with the force of a thousand knives. He pictured Rigby, walking into that movie theater alone. His little buddy, with no one by his side. Or worse, Muscleman by his side, exclaiming snide remarks about his own mother. Oh, Rigby would simply die of embarrassment if he were only that self-aware. He began to realize how big of a mistake he had made.

He quickly stood up from the booth he and Margaret were sitting in, startling both her and the other patrons of the restaurant.

“Mordecai, what are you doing?” Margaret asked.

“I’m sorry Margaret, but I’ve gotta go. I made a huge mistake coming here tonight.”

“Is that what I am to you, Mordecai? A mistake?”

“No no no, Margaret, that’s not what I meant!” Mordecai started, but was interrupted by Margaret’s intense voice.

“Forget it, Mordecai. Go hang out with your friend. He clearly means more to you than I do. Doesn’t he?”

Mordecai stood there for a moment, staring at Margaret, before he quickly turned and ran out the door.

Rigby was just about to enter the movie theater when Mordecai ran up to him, out of breath.

“Rigby!... Wait… I need… To talk to you…” He leaned over and put his hands on his knees.

“I told you, Mordecai. Don’t come home. It’s over.”

“This isn’t… Our home… It’s… The movie theater.” Mordecai looked up at him, smirking.

Rigby couldn’t resist that smile. He practically forgave him in an instant. But he wouldn’t show it. Not for a few minutes, at least.

“Whatever, dude.” Rigby replied and started to walk away.

“Rigby, stop! I’m sorry man, we can go watch Samurai Bot 3000 now! I’m sorry, I-I didn’t realize how lame I was being!”

Rigby stopped but didn’t turn around, “it’s not about the stupid movie!”

Mordecai frowned in confusion, “What?”

“It’s not about the movie, Mordecai,” Rigby whispered with a sigh and turned around.

“Then what’s it about? Dude, I’m confused.”

“I can’t believe you would choose Margaret, some girl you just met, over me, your best friend from diapers.”

“Rigby, I’m sorry. I didn’t think it would bother you so much! I just really like Margaret.”

“Well I really like you!” Rigby yelled, immediately realizing that he probably shouldn’t have said that.

”Don’t make it weird, dude.” It was Mordecai’s turn to blush. He could no longer pretend to ignore the obvious advances that Rigby had been throwing his way over the past few weeks.

“I have to, dude. I’m sick of playing these games,” Rigby crossed his arms, “Every day I have to watch you be with her, when you and I both know that you should be with me. You’re my favorite person in the world, Mordecai.”

“You’re my favorite person too! But I won’t ruin what we have. What if we mess it up?”

“We wouldn’t mess it up!”

“You don’t know that, dude! You know what happens if we do mess it up? We won’t even be able to be friends! And then we’ll both be loners again!

“Not loner stoners.” Rigby whispered sadly.

“That’s exactly what we’d be. Loner stoners.” Mordecai wraps his arm around his shoulders and walks towards an empty field. The sun was going down in just the right way, making Rigby’s brown eyes shine like the most delectable honey.

Look, Rigby.” Mordecai shakes the thought out of his mind as he gestured to the area around them, “you have the whole universe, Rigby. You can either fill it with friends and family and crushes, or you can fill it with a string of broken hearts and break-ups. Which one sounds more appealing?”

Rigby looks out at the wide, empty field. “You’re right, dude.” He said, kicking a rock sullenly. “I’ve spent so much of my time and energy on what we could be, I never thought it could ruin what we have now.” He looked at Mordecai, “I like what we have now, Mordecai. I don’t think we should change it.”

Mordecai nodded and smiled, but his eyes were filled with melancholy. Had he just revealed his true feelings, he wouldn’t have to keep living with this terrible feeling of longing. Of wonder.

“Plus, I really do have the whole universe to choose from. There’s Eileen, or that girl from the snack bar that is totally crushing on me.”

“She so does not, dude.” Mordecai chuckled.

“Does too!” Rigby shoved him playfully.

The sun had set by then, exposing the bright stars and even brighter galaxies that lie millions upon millions of miles away. There was something symbolic about it, the sun finally setting on the relationship that was simply never meant to be. Mordecai stood behind Rigby, his hand on his shoulder as his small friend’s eyes gaped at the night sky.

“Look at the world, Mordecai.”

“I am, dude.” He responded, gazing down at his best friend.

“Isn’t it beautiful?”

With tears in his eyes and a small, sad smile on his face, Mordecai nodded, “It sure is, dude. It sure is.”

#regularshow #fanfiction #mordecai #rigby #yaoi #morby #cartoon network #2010s #cartoons #romance #fanfic

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luci-in-trenchcoats · 4 years

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Won’t You Stay (Part 17)

Summary: The reader and Jensen finally attend the premiere of The Dark Woods and the reader is more than nervous...

Masterlist

Pairing: Jensen x Director!reader

Word Count: 1,900ish

Warnings: language

A/N: Please enjoy!

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Six Months Later

“How’s my hair?” you asked as you spun around in the bedroom. You’d gone for an updo, figured it would go better with your somewhat elegant, somewhat sassy dress. Then again, you still felt like it looked off and were regretting not hiring someone to stop by and do your hair and makeup for you. Or pick out the dress. God it looked horrible. You should have used the guy your parents always did for this sort of thing.

“Oh wow,” said Jensen and you caught him staring at your ass in the mirror. “Excellent choice in underwear.”

“Jens,” you said, whacking his arm. “Movie premiere. I’m only freaking the fuck out for like a gajillion reasons today.”

“You look beautiful,” he said, kissing your temple.

“I’m gonna throw up,” you said, heading into the bathroom.

“No, no,” he said, catching your arm. “Deep breaths, honey. Relax. It’s going to be amazing.”

“There’s going to be so many critics there tonight,” you said. “It sucks. It sucks so bad. I’m going to get like zero stars.”

“It doesn’t suck. It’s going to be great and I can’t wait to finally see it. I am so fucking excited and you should be too,” he said.

“Or we could skip and move to the middle of nowhere and never show our faces in broad daylight again,” you said. “I like that option.”

“Y/N. We’re going. The studio and test audiences loved it from what you said. We are going to have fun tonight and celebrate all of your hard work whether you like it or not,” he said.

“Agh,” you groaned, your intercom buzzer going off. “No! I’m not even dressed.”

“Then, unfortunately for me, you need to put on some clothes,” he said. You whined and he walked you into your closet, grabbing your new dress off the rack. “Been dying to see you in this.”

There was a knock at your door and you sighed.

“I’ll get it,” he said as he left, pulling the bedroom door shut. You groaned and stepped into the dress, pulling up the zipper before you carried your heels out to the bedroom. You got one of your feet done by the time Jensen was coming back in, the door only going halfway before he was pausing.

You stared at him as you grunted and put on the other one, standing up and flattening out the material.

“Alright. How bad is it?”

“Fuck me running,” he said, a smile on his face. “You look hotter than normal which is saying something.”

“I do not,” you said, grabbing your clutch and walking out into the apartment. Your dad was by the front door in his tux, looking you up and down. “What do you think?”

“I’d be careful of Jay drooling on you,” he said. You rolled your eyes and he smiled. “You look very nice. Now can we go? You don’t want to be late to your own party.”

“Can I just like, sneak in the back? I can’t do interviews. Or pictures. Why do you think I was always unavailable,” you said.

“Sorry, sweetie. No more hiding now.”

“Oh thank God,” you said when you finally got into the venue two hours later and a server came by with some wine. “You’re a saint.”

“Rough day,” said Jensen when the server just stared at you. Jensen walked you away to a quiet corner and you chugged your glass, Anthony wandering over with a smirk.

“Aren’t you supposed to savor wine or something?” he asked.

“She’s freaking out just a bit Anthony,” said Jensen.

“Really? Couldn’t tell,” he said. “Over what? Isn’t the hard part done?”

“This could be horrendous. People might not like it and-” you said, Jensen putting a finger to your lips.

“Relax,” he said. “It’s great. Right, Anthony?”

“It’s probably alright,” he said with a shrug.

“What’s alright?” asked Ella as she walked over.

“Y/N’s movie,” said Anthony. “I said it probably wouldn’t be horrible.”

“You are such a shit,” said Ella. “Y/N, I’m sure it’s only kinda bad.”

“Fuck both of you,” you smiled, rolling your eyes.

“Yeah but you smiled so we won,” mumbled Jensen against your ear before throwing an arm over your shoulder. “You two clean up well. You’re only slightly horrific now.”

“Remember when we thought he was hot?” said Ella.

“How naive we were,” said Anthony.

“Still hot,” you said.

“Still hot,” said Jensen with a smirk.

“You could do worse,” said Ella.

“She could do better,” said Anthony. Jensen raised an eyebrow and cocked his head. “I’m teasing.”

“Oh, you better. Who covered for you last month with your parents while you and Nolan got up to no good, hm?” he said.

“Y/N I meant good choice on boyfriend,” said Anthony.

“Better,” said Jensen, Anthony getting pulled away by your mom to say hi to someone. Ella rubbed her arm, tugging on her dress to cover her shoulder. “Cold? You can have my jacket.”

“Should have worn a dress with sleeves,” she mumbled, putting her hand over her scar she had from the car accident.

“Guys kinda dig chicks with scars, El,” said Jensen. She stared up at him and he nodded. “I’m serious.”

“You’re just saying that,” she said.

“Colin Layton is checking you out,” he said, smirking as he glanced across the room. Ella spun around and practically dropped her jaw. “He’s that guy in all those magazines you read, right? The one you have a huge crush on?”

“He’s nineteen,” you said, putting a hand on your hip. “She is not.”

“I didn’t say to go makeout with him,” chuckled Jensen. “All I’m saying is that boys are simpler creatures than you might think. We like badass chicks.”

“She’s a badass?” said Ella, pointing at you.

“She did dive in a burning car for you without a second thought,” said Jensen.

“That’s kind of a badass move,” she mumbled.

“Told you so,” he said, swallowing when you both saw Bryerson walk over with your dad.

“Mr. Bryerson,” you said, Ella quickly getting out of there.

“Where’s Anthony? One of your kids has to not be afraid of me,” he chuckled to your dad. “Y/N, Jensen. Enjoying yourselves?”

“Mhm,” you both hummed.

“They’ll get the hang of this eventually,” said your dad with a laugh.

“I hope so. We’re set to make at least three more movies after this one, aren’t we?” he said. “The studio is very interested in forming a long lasting partnership with you two kids.”

“Us?” you said, hearing Jensen echo the sentiment.

“Well Jensen, you’re a hell of an actor with a wide range and you got the looks. You hit all the beats. People notice,” he said, turning to you. “You are very good as well. I’ve seen the movie. It made me go buy the book actually.”

“Thank you,” you said, tucking a stray hair behind your ear.

“I hear you’ve written other things that are in the process of publishing,” he said.

“Oh it’s not really good,” you said.

“Yes, they are,” said your dad and Jensen.

“I’m going to have to go with majority rules here,” said Bryerson. “The studio would be interested in locking down film rights for your other works.”

“I haven’t even published them yet. Some no one besides my editor or these guys have seen,” you said.

“We’re still interested. We’ll talk business another time though,” he smiled. “Tonight enjoy yourselves. You two get up to a reasonable amount of trouble. Oh and everyone loves the couple thing by the way. People love when onscreen couples end up falling in love in real life. Very adorable.”

“I know, they are so cute,” said your dad. You rolled your eyes and got a laugh out of Bryerson.

“Hey, let’s go say hey to my Katie. It’s my turn to embarrass my kiddos,” said Bryerson.

“She still have a crush on me?” laughed your dad as they walked away.

“I don’t think I could ever do that,” you said. “Schmooze with Bryerson.”

“Me either,” said Jensen. “But hey, you can make more movies if you want for like...ever.”

“Yeah but part of the fun was working on this with you and my dad,” you said. “You can’t be in every single movie I make.”

“No but I can be in my favorite stories of yours,” he teased. You smirked and got a peck on the lips. “Want to go mingle?”

“I want that buffalo chicken on a stick thing,” you said. “And to avoid people.”

“That’s my girl,” he said. You started to head towards the food table when someone caught your arm.

“Alright, I got the director and young actor guy,” said a man in a suit into an earpiece. You and Jensen looked at one another before he was waving you both to go with him. “Yup, the both of you need to come with me for pre-premiere prep. In ten minutes it’s showtime.”

Fifteen minutes later you were the only one up on stage, feeling like a fish out of water and wishing you had one of Jensen’s baseball caps to hide your face under.

“So...please enjoy the movie?” you said, getting a laugh from the theater as you popped back up the rows and towards your seat, settling in between Jensen and your dad.

“Proud of you, kiddo,” whispered your dad.

“You haven’t seen it yet,” you said.

“I’m still proud,” he said.

“Thanks dad,” you said as the theater grew dark.

“I snuck in candy,” said Jensen, pulling out a pack of gummy bears and offering you some.

“I am not surprised. You’d combust if you didn’t get your daily gummy bear fix,” you said. You took a few and sunk down in your seat, taking a deep breath. The room was quiet as the film started to play and you got flashes of running, a few titles popping up.

You bit your bottom lip as the opening scene played out, smirking as you felt the tension rising in the room. Even if people had read the book and knew how it played out, you were still expecting a surprise out of them. You looked over and Jensen was smiling as he watched, counting the beats on his fingers, knowing what was coming before he pointed at the screen.

The whole room jumped when your dad popped up on screen looking a whole lot of menacing before cutting to the main title.

“That was awesome,” whispered Jensen, pecking you on the cheek. “I told you it would turn out great, honey.”

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A/N: Read Part 18 here!

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peach-jaehyunie · 4 years

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Everybody Hurts

Pairing: Jaehyun x Reader, Jaehyun x OC

Genre: Polyamory, friends with benefits, angst, one-shot

Warnings: swearing, sexual situations, unhealthy friendship

Rating: 18+

Words: 3,490

Jaehyun is just a FWB, or that's what you tell yourself. Seeing other people is okay; you wanted to be uncommitted...right? When Jaehyun hooks up with someone you're close to bad memories gradually resurface.

A/N: Not sure how I feel about this one...just needed to get some angst off my chest.

Friends with benefits. Fuck buddies. Keeping it casual. Amid a busy work schedule, a desire to be uncommitted until you were sure, and a burgeoning sex drive your love life consisted of booty calls. There were only about 3 regulars: people you went out with, spent time with, and, yes, at the end (or sometimes the beginning) of the night had sex with. Spending the night was optional but comfortable. None of them knew each other, but they knew of the other’s existence.

You kissed Maria goodbye, explaining that you couldn’t stay long because you needed to go home to be with your roommate who was going through a bad break up. On the way home, you went to a bakery and bought some sweets to take to Lara, as well as ordering her favourite meal to be delivered to your shared apartment.

Lara hadn’t texted you, but she should have been home from work by now you thought as you climbed the stairs to the 4th floor. You heard music playing as you unlocked the door and walked into your home—looking up to catch Jaehyun’s eyes as he was balls deep inside your roommate.

“Oh, I’m so sorry.” You quickly blurted out, feeling your face heat up uncomfortably, as you ducked out the door. Lara’s eyes never leaving you in your retreat.

You swallowed, trying to process what you had just seen.

“Food delivery,” a young woman called, waking you from your stupor outside your door.

“Thank you,” you said to her as she left.

You sat the food down, and the little confectionary box on top of it all outside the door. You could hear Lara and Jaehyun fucking. In a few minutes you were sitting in a deserted café, the barista was taking your order. You sat facing the window that overlooked the entrance of your apartment complex. It was your day off: you felt sore from rock climbing with Maria, you felt hungry thinking that you probably need that cake more than Lara right about now, but most of all you felt very shitty. Sure, you knew Jaehyun slept with other people, just as you did! But that had never, under any circumstance, prepared you for the day you would walk in on him shagging your roommate. Lara was also, technically, your best friend. You considered that she and Jaehyun have had sex on your couch, but you and Jaehyun never had. It was all okay though because it was just three consenting adults living their life how they please. No harm was done, no one was hurt (well, you were, but that would mean exploring feelings and circumstances you were unsure of). He did nothing wrong. The minutes seemed like hours as you waited for him to leave your house. After an hour you were worried that he might have decided to spend the night. You got up and paid for drinks, relieved to see Jaehyun exiting your apartment building when you next looked out the window. You hoped to find Lara in her room when you got home.

“Hey, sweetie,” she said to you as you walked in.

You internally grimaced seeing her sitting on the sofa—clothed now— drinking a steaming cup of tea. You forced yourself to smile at her.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” You decided to pretend that you didn’t walk in on anything earlier and you were just coming home to console her as originally planned.

“I’m...” a slow smile broke on her face “Actually feeling pretty good.”

Lara patted the seat next to her, and you sat down offering her a hug: she smelled like coconut shampoo and Jaehyun’s cologne. Was it selfish that you just wanted to be in your room right now?

“Oh! I have something for you,” she twisted around to grab an envelope off the coffee table. “Jaehyun dropped by to see you and give you this.”

You opened the envelope: two tickets to the theatre and a little note that read—

Happy early birthday! I know you wanted to see this and it premieres right before your birthday. There are two tickets, I hope you choose me as your date but it’s okay if you don’t.

-Jaehyun

He had signed a messy heart next to his name. You carefully returned the tickets and the note to the envelope.

“It’s a pair of tickets to a play for my birthday.” You told Lara in monotone.

“That’s so sweet! Y/N, when Jaehyun came over to see you, I was such a mess. I felt so bad that I was crying all over him, but I just couldn’t help it. He was so sweet though, and he really comforted me, it was so nice.”

Lara smiled and squeezed your hands. She hesitated before she went on, but she must have been encouraged by the fake smile you gave her.

“Agh, okay, I’m just gonna talk about it! I feel so much better after sleeping with him! I feel like I should maybe just see people casually like you guys do for a while. Just to get back out there, you know?”

No, you didn’t know. You didn’t have multiple relationships to try and break into the dating scene. To your chagrin, Lara began to talk about the sex. She told you all about how it happened (she had kissed him first, and how Jaehyun had been reluctant at first because she was going through a break up), and little things that he had done that her other lovers had never. You felt as if she spoke to you like you hadn’t had sex with Jaehyun multiple times a month for the past year and a half.

“That’s so wonderful, I’m glad you feel so much better. I’m always here if you’re not okay and just want to talk, okay?” You say to her as you part ways in the hallway to your separate rooms. Lies.

Your stomach hurts, maybe from not eating, maybe from feeling stepped on and looked over. You lay in bed, licking your proverbial wounds. “When Jaehyun came over to see you” Yeah, he came over to see me—not you, bitch.

Your stomach churned when you thought of a month ago when you had gotten drunk and told Lara how Jaehyun made you feel. You had told her that he was your favourite—not just in bed, but all around as a person he made you feel happy. You had said that you wanted to still see other people, but you always wanted to see Jaehyun most. She had asked if you loved him. “Of course” had been your reply. But it was not the same type of love that one is accustomed to reading in any two-lovers story. You were not two lovers, you were a myriad of lovers. Each one different, each one bringing something special to the table.

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<<Thanks so much, let’s go together!>>

You texted Jaehyun when he asked if you had gotten the envelope. Lara walked around the apartment humming, checking her hair and slipping into her coat.

“You look really nice, where are you headed off to?” You ask her from the kitchen.

“I’m going over to Jaehyun’s, I didn’t want us to keep you up!” She laughed as if she had just been told a very funny joke and shut the front door behind her.

Was it because she was your roommate? Was it because she was your best friend? Why did you hate it so much that Jaehyun was sleeping with Lara. You thought of the model that Jaehyun sometimes saw—you had never met her, but you had seen her pictures in magazines; why didn’t you feel sad about her?

A few days later when you and Lara were watching movies and snacking you realized one reason why:

“Do you think...Jaehyun would ever commit to someone, like do you know if he exclusively dates?” She posed the question to you.

“He has in the past, so I don’t see why not.” You hear yourself say.

You were nothing more than a FWB, you knew that. Someday he was bound to move on with somebody else who was more ready to commit to a socially standard relationship than you.

On Thursday you and Jaehyun met for your usual lunch near work. It was the first time you had seen him since last week.

“Okay, so should we go out to dinner before or after the play on Saturday?”

“After will be kind of late, don’t you think?” You scowled for a second, “Actually, let’s skip dinner, you’re probably busy and I don’t want to take up your whole evening.”

“I’m not busy,” Jaehyun looks across the table at you.

You’re acting weird, and when he tries to put his hand on your knee below the table you pull away saying that the waiter is watching. You feel awful and sad for pushing him away because he did nothing wrong! That’s what you tell yourself every day: they did nothing wrong, but you’re wrong for being upset about it.

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“You look really nice.” Jaehyun leans over to kiss you as you settle into the passenger seat. You turn your head at the last second and his lips connect with your cheek. If he is disappointed he hides it well.

“Thank you for this again, I’m really happy I get to see it.” You smile over at him, it feels like an apology and leaves a bad taste in your mouth.

It feels like a date...but it also doesn’t. The two of you have been on dates before and the atmosphere you have created is different. You hold him at a distance; a separation that had never been even when you first met. You and Jaehyun chat comfortably about the play and about your days during intermission, but you feel tension between the two of you.

“Did you like the ending?” You walk a step behind him, navigating your way down the icy steps into the parking garage.

“Yes, but they never said all that they felt. If they had communicated more they could have maybe saved themselves from some of the pain and arguing.” Jaehyun doesn’t say this quickly, he considers his words. You wonder if he’s just talking about the play.

“Not everyone communicates really well with everyone else; neither of them could really talk to the other honestly or in an environment where they actually felt like they were speaking and being heard.” You counter it’s sometimes too easy to see the flaws in another relationship and criticize it. The car unlocks, and with a press of a button from 15 steps away Jaehyun has it running.

“I’m hungry, are you sure you don’t want to go out to eat somewhere?” He looks over at you while putting on his seatbelt. “Or we could just go to my place and order food,”

“Um...” you can feel his eyes on you, waiting for an answer. “Let’s just,” you can’t go home with him; you knew Lara had been there many times now. “Go out and eat.”

Jaehyun nodded his head, “What do you have in mind?”

“Oh anything,” you shrugged.

“It’s your birthday present, you can choose anything you want.” He persists. You name the first thing that comes to mind for food, eager for this night to be over but also resenting that you’re not spending more time with him.

“Wait,” Jaehyun stops you as go to open the car door when he pulls up outside your building.

“What?” You turn your head and his lips meet yours. It lasts a few seconds, lips moving against one another and familiar heat builds in your body. You pull away from him, staring out the windshield: lost.

Jaehyun clears his throat, “What changed? What did I do?” He looks over at your profile.

“Lara’s my best friend,” you start, licking your lips and trying to come up with any plausible explanation. “And my roommate. And, ultimately, as much as I love her I don't wish to include her in my sex life.” Yeah, that was kinda part of the reason. What were you going to say; that it made you feel shitty?

“That’s it?” Jaehyun finally says.

“Yeah,” That’s it.

“Do you want me to not see her anymore?” He’s not looking at you anymore.

“No!” Yes. You fake a smile, “I want you and Lara and you and whoever to have a great time. But for me, Lara is a little too close to home. It makes me uncomfortable, so I’m removing myself from the equation.” You wave your hand as if the whole situation is really nothing to you. As if it hadn’t made you lose sleep.

“So you’re not asking me to choose between the two of you?”

“No!” You insist, he sounded annoyed when he just spoke.

“I don’t get how this is different from when it’s other people: I sleep with other people and you sleep with other people, and it’s never been a problem.” He says, suddenly sounding defensive.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not exactly passing myself out among your friends. I already told you it makes me uncomfortable, so I think I can choose not to fuck someone who’s fucking my best friend.” You jerk the car door open, nearly falling out as your foot missed the curb.

“So you are saying ‘choose between us’!” Jaehyun calls after you, opening his door as you slam yours.

“It’s just sex, Jaehyun!” You tell him shrilly. He stands by the driver's side door, watching as you try and hold it together on the small sidewalk. “You can get it anywhere and from anyone, and I just don’t want to anymore with you!” If you say another word tears will come.

“Nights like tonight? They were never ‘just sex’. Hanging out and talking was never about just sex. Our weekly lunches were never about sex at all! It was about us enjoying each other’s company, and finding each other attractive.” Jaehyun scuffs his shoes against the pavement, shaking his head and looking away from you for a moment before speaking again: “Or was that not how you saw it? If I stop—“

“No!” A coldness rises in your stomach, and your eyes burn as they become blurry with tears. “I don’t know what I want, but I know that Lara and I aren’t sleeping with the same guy again.” You sob, turning away and hurrying into your building.

In the elevator, you give over to the tears of humiliation, anger, but mostly self-pity. FWBs don’t ask you to stop hooking up with other FWBs—or at least not any that you know of. Cut the ties before you really get hurt. They’re not wrong, you’re just too attached. That’s what you remind yourself. That’s why Jaehyun was getting upset, you tried to reason.

“What happened?l Lara quickly says when you walk through the door with tears streaming down your face. It all felt like a bad movie, except it was your life.

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong—“ Lara quickly got up off the couch to try and console you. No matter your rush she reaches you before you can slam your bedroom door behind yourself.

“Don’t touch me!” You cry, pushing her hands away “Learn to be unhappy for five minutes like the rest of us, you selfish bitch.”

As soon as you are alone in your room you sink to the floor, sobbing. They don’t ever choose you. At first, it was Minho in high school: he had been your crush over a year...and then Lara had slept with him. But you couldn’t blame that on Lara; Minho just didn’t like you that way. Or when you, Lara, and your at-the-time boyfriend, Peter, had all been living together and after about 5 months Lara came sobbing to you one night because she felt guilty about having been carrying on an affair with Peter for the last 2. But you couldn’t blame that on Lara: Peter had been a shitty boyfriend and preyed upon Lara’s emotional vulnerability at the time. Did you believe that? Or did you think that she might have thrown herself at them because she was feeling sorry for herself. Where her actions self-pity for the sake of self-pity, or sabotages of your happiness disguised as self-pity.

You laid on your bed, curling up plagued with painful memories of the past. Why did you sweep it under the rug every time? Maybe it was because Lara cried more, and begged for forgiveness while saying she felt so guilty and scared about losing you as a friend. No one else treated her with enough kindness, but she told you that you did. Maybe it was because she knew your every secret, and every misdeed and always accepted each one with open and loving arms.

“It’s not fair,” you mutter to yourself, straggling tears running down your face. Lara’s pain was always treated as more painful. When she was hurt, somehow you would always get hurt too. She couldn’t be alone or unloved, but if you felt that way it was okay as long as someone was with Lara and she was loved and given attention. It felt twisted, but losing Lara felt like losing part of yourself. You would apologize for calling her a ‘selfish bitch’ and she would cry telling you how much you hurt her.

...And once again, your feelings would be kept to yourself because maybe if you told Lara how she made you feel you would hurt her. That was the crazy thing, even your feelings would be made about her.

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You love your days and nights with Maria and Junha, but it’s not the same without Jaehyun. You miss him: the lunch dates, the regular dates, talking about shared interests.

Lara decides the casual sex isn’t for her soon after you tell her that you’re not seeing Jaehyun anymore. The convenient timing of this admission leaves you bitter. At least she could have made your pain and inner turmoil worthwhile and seen him for a few more weeks. It’s a bad circus trick, and you’re the sad clown that nobody likes, or wants to look at. You spend your days trying to make up for saying hurtful things to Lara. She says she’s sorry and didn’t mean to hurt your friendship or relationship with Jaehyun. You’re not sure whether or not to believe her anymore. You want boundaries in your friendship. The unhealthiness of the relationship between you and Lara was gradually eating away at you.

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It’s a Tuesday in March when you’re sitting in a familiar restaurant eating a familiar lunch. Your phone dings: a text from Lara of photos of her dinner last night with a friend from work.

“Is this seat taken?” A familiar voice asks.

Jaehyun gestures to the chair across from you, his expression soft and hopeful.

“No—it’s not taken.” The moments before you spoke you felt as if you hadn’t breathed. Your lungs welcome air after the shock of seeing him again—it shouldn’t be a shock; this was a familiar place for both of you. He had sat in that chair at this table, across from you before.

The waiter brings a side dish that you ordered.

“Will you be having anything?” They ask Jaehyun. Jaehyun’s eyes search for yours, and you give him an almost imperceptible nod of your head. Jaehyun waits for you to finish eating before he speaks; you can’t avoid his questions by chewing. Not that you want to avoid them, but sometimes you weren’t sure how you felt anymore.

“How have you been?” He’s slightly tense, which is a rarity.

“Very well, and you?” Very formal, and colder than you had meant to be.

“Fine,” there’s an awkward silence. You can tell he wants to say something, but he distracts himself with eating for a moment. He looks as if he has decided to speak again, but changes his mind at the last minute.

“I, um...l—“ Jaehyun mumbles something into his bowl.

“What?” The word falls lightly from your lips, not wanting to mishear him.

“I chose you.” He looks across at you. A frown forms by habit on his face and he must realize because he quickly changed his expression to something more stoic.

He must be waiting for you to speak, but you don’t. You don’t know what you feel, you don’t know how much is okay to feel. No one had ever chosen you; what happened now? Did you choose him back?

“I wanted you to ask me to choose you; I wanted you to say you wanted me, too. I called Lara up the day after and told her that she and I couldn’t see each other again.”

“You broke it off with Lara?” You’re a bit stunned, had she lied about that?

“I still choose you.”

#jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun fanfic #jung jaehyun #jaehyun smut #jaehyun nct #jung yuno #jaehyun angst #nct angst #jaehyun fwb #nct scenarios

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grilledcheeseandguavajelly · 4 years

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You probably have seen me talking about Billie x Audrey before, but I would love to listen your perspective on it because you’re really great so uwu

VIVI YOURE SO SWEET AGH YOURE KILLING ME 🥰👏🏼 OKAY. So I’ve read a dabble of Billie x Audrey, but nowhere near as much as I should have. Let the record show that I’m 100% on board with this ship and the more I think about them the harder I fall for them and I had to physically stop myself writing this because I could have gone on for AGES. Anyway! Here we go —

Warning: this got out of hand very quickly. And it turned from opinions to headcanons. Sooooo yeah I’m sorry

Billie Dean x Audrey Headcanons:

Audrey is a bottom. In my mind she’s the bottomiest bottom that ever bottomed. But she’s also so bratty that she’s almost a top?? She begs. She submits. But she also has this funny little way of wrapping her partner right around her finger and always getting her way.

And Billie LIVES for it. Billie Dean Howard is so sultry that she needs a bratty bottom. Needs someone to punish and pamper and worship.

Audrey is sooo submissive when she wants to be, and Billie loves the way she whines and squirms and always has to be touching her. But she still hasn’t figured out that no matter how in charge she thinks she is, Audrey is always five steps ahead of her, ready to do or say or wear whatever is required to get exactly what she wants.

Billie loves when Audrey gets that wicked smirk. The one that means that she wants to give. And goodness, Audrey gives so generously. Don’t get me wrong, she’s bratty when she’s needy. But when she needs to watch Billie come undone, Audrey will give with everything she has and not let up until Billie is an absolute wreck. And while Billie still bosses her, Audrey has this way of making sure Billie demands exactly what she wants to give her, and once she’s sated Audrey relishes the way Billie tucks her against her chest. Always Billie’s princess. Always treasured.

And lord that accent when she’s between Billie’s legs. Billie doesn’t think she could tire of it if she tried, and it doesn’t help that when Audrey gets particularly whiney it thickens, throwing Billie back to the way Audrey sounds right before she orgasms. And it makes Billie cave faster than she can say Croatoan.

Grabby hands. And Billie’s a sucker for them. It’s honestly pathetic.

Billie’s supernatural gift always makes Audrey feel better because she knows no spirits will sneak up on her. Not with Billie around.

And Billie loves protecting Audrey. Protecting her smile and her giggle and her softness. She had heard of the Roanoke happenings, of course she had. But two weeks after meeting Audrey she had gone to the house herself, making absolute certain that she had a clear understanding of what this woman had gone through so she could keep her safe and happy and calm.

Audrey is obsessed with Billie’s nails. Absolutely enamored. She plays with them any time she can reach them, her fingers sliding over them and tracing them and pushing into the tips. And depending on her mood she will beg Billie to keep them on in bed, relishing the prick of them on her skin, pinching as they slide against her and leaving nice red marks for the next few days.

Speaking of marking... that’s Billie’s kink. Not for herself. For Audrey. She’s hard pressed to spend a night with her where she doesn’t leave at least one. And while it may seem childish to some, she loves watching Audrey on screen, catching glimpses of the very edges of those marks and knowing exactly where her mouth/nails had been the night or week or month before.

Not to mention how much of a baby boss Audrey is about her body. She tries, she really does, to tell Billie not to mark her certain places. But Billie doesn’t give two shits and she knows the magic of movie make up, so she does what she wants and marks her where she wants and Audrey just has to deal with the aftermath. But isn’t that exactly what Audrey wanted in the first place?

Billie is the ultimate yin to Audrey’s yang - Audrey’s bubbly, tongue-popping, wide-grinning personality the perfect balance to Billie’s cool, calm demeanor. Think Billie reclining in an armchair, smoking her cigarette, looking up at Audrey with those slinky eyebrows as Audrey bounces and giggles and flails around her, telling a story. And when Audrey giggles it makes Billie laugh, that deep, low laugh that always brings a flush to Audrey’s cheeks, the two sounds snaking together in perfect harmony.

Billie is possessive to a fault. There are constant demands throughout the day that leave Audrey panting the word “yours”. And when Audrey blushes, especially in public, it leaves Billie reeling. Fast and hard.

Audrey has this sneaky way of putting on her best pouty face and curling up against Billie, standing or sitting or laying or anywhere. If they’re with friends Billie has absolutely no complaints and will gladly let her sit on her lap or the arm of her chair, fingers wandering. But Audrey has this tendency to pull that face out during premieres, when there are cameras everywhere and Billie can’t do anything more than whisper promises in her ear.

They’re surprisingly good at behaving themselves in public given how quickly they’re stripped and fucking once they get through their door. But Audrey’s pout works Billie up faster than anything, and there’s usually never more than a day or two that goes by before they’re naked in bed and screaming each other’s names.

The weeks or months that they are apart because of filming, it’s Skype sex. Every night. And Audrey always buys pretty new lingerie just to taunt Billie because she can’t touch it. At least not yet.

Billie gets revenge by sending Audrey copious amounts of flowers. It’s a bit ridiculous. By the end of it, Audrey can barely walk through her trailer. She always snatches the cards off the bouquets as soon as they’re delivered and locks them away because it never fails that Billie has written the most delicious things to make her squirm with anticipation. And Audrey has too many nosy co-workers to take any chances. She would never dream of asking Billie to stop, though. The flower-filled trailer has this strange way of making Audrey feel less alone.

They tend to sync their schedules, because Audrey is just positively too needy to be apart from Billie for more than a few hours, let alone a few weeks. But sometimes it’s impossible and neither of them would ever dream of telling the other to give up a job. So they suffer through the hard stuff because it makes the being together even sweeter. And it makes the orgasms even better.

Those mornings when Audrey plods into the kitchen in Billie’s shirt from the night before and finds Billie with a cigarette between her fingers, she always gives her best puppy dog eyes until Billie lets her hop up into her lap and drag on it. And Audrey has a nasty habit of wiggling her bum as she exhales smoke. Billie’s nails are on her in a second, without fail, and Audrey pulls that lovely “innocent” smile as she quickly submits because - you guessed it - she got exactly what she wanted. Again.

Bonus: Audrey likes to steal Billie’s jewelry and pretend it’s hers. It’s gotten to the point that Billie has forgotten what’s hers and what’s not. And she loves it.

BONUS bonus: Billie calls Audrey pumpkin and it’s a LOT, okay??

#billie dean howard #ahs billie dean howard #audrey tindall #billie dean x audrey #billie dean howard x audrey tindall #ahs headcanons #ahs imagine #ahs ships #asks answered #asks #asks and replies

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Lil Peep: Everybody’s Everything

As those of you know my OCD w music runs deep and I go through intense periods obsessing over one artist at time. I am like years behind my fellow gen Z pals and so I am just now discovering Lil peep. And so for the past month I think I have gone through every piece of music lil peep has produced from start to finish. I am just as surprised as you are. That being said I was so psyched to watch this doc. I saw that it premiered at SXSW and Terrence Malik was an executive producer which is just *chefs kiss*. It got a fucking 100% on Rotten Tomatoes and averaged 73% on IMBd and Metacritic .. but Jesus Christ was that misleading. Don’t get me wrong, I am a huge fan of Lil Peep — I think he is deeply talented and creative and the doc did a good job highlighting that .. but maybe a lil too much. I will actually start of by saying that a lot of things in this doc touched me — how they destigmatized those who take a less traditional path after high school; how they really emphasized the unwaveringly loving and supportive relationship between Lil Peep and his grandpa; lil peep’s genuine good-heartedness and commitment to his friends and family; his rigor and tenacity in transcending the capitalist hierarchy of the music industry with his DIY approach to music coming from a less privileged family... like I really really admire him. Im rambling but in all seriousness the doc was fucked up. Fucked up. His avid drug addiction was glorified to a stupidly obvious extent: he was always “going hard” and “pushing the limits” in efforts of always “out-drugging” his friends — like what, you want to give him a fucking award? His lousy manager, Bryant Ortega, spoke so fondly about Peep throughout the doc but was pictured multiple times as more of a paparazzi than a fucking manager — taking pictures of Lil peep and his squad railing numerous lines of coke while sipping on lean. At one point in the doc there was footage of Lil Peep performing a show in LA when he had taken too much of something. He tells his managers he might not be able to go on yet he does ... a fucking lawyer says on camera that he was “worried whether or not Lil Peep would be able to find the stage” yet they do nothing and encourage him to go on. There he is shown on the stage, barely mumbling the words to “Hellboy” and taking sporadic breaks to put him head in his elbow ... meanwhile instead of grabbing this kid off the stage and putting him in a fucking ambulance his management team is huddled in the the wings of the stage, egging him on and debating whether or not they should call in a fake fire alarm to cancel the show. This is happening as Lil Peep sings his songs of depression, anxiety, and loneliness — everyone hates me but nobody knows me; looking for a reason to live but I can’t find shit; everything hurts, everything gets worse. That’s some really dark irony and it doesn’t stop there... These fucking bottom feeders of a management team flood the stage with fog to hide Lil peep as he become increasingly despondent and dissociative ... it was so fucking hard to watch this. But alas, Peep snaps out of his drug-induced daze and finishes the show seamlessly... and afterwards goes up to a talent lawyer at the show and says “see I told you I could do it.” The next clip features the lawyer astounded by Lil Peep’s performance along with the constellation of talent agents and scouts who attended that show ... oh great, another lost, vulnerable artist who was never taught how to handle fame... I kept on waiting for a comment from someone, anyone proclaiming their worry for lil peep’s drug abuse and mental health but not a single one ever came. Multiple clips in the same vein followed the lawyers comment — different management team members commending Lil Peep for basically not dying. Haza, another successful show manipulating and capitalizing off a deeply depressed, troubled young artist. These people are fucking sick — acting like role models and fostering a “trustworthy” relationship with lil peep built on the basis of manipulation disguised as devotion — they didn’t care about Lil peep but they sure did fool him by providing the tools and substances notorious for self destruction while entirely ignoring his well-being and denying his paralyzing misery which were the main theme of his lyrics. ISNT YOUR JOB TO LISTEN TO HIS SONGS? OH AND MAYBE THE LYRICS? Get a fucking grip. I utterly believe these people knew what they were doing to lil peep and chose their deranged careers over someone’s life. I hope to fuckijg god these people don’t have children but I’m pretty sure some of them do. Six months later Lil Peep was announced dead after taking a lethal amount of fentanyl laced. Snapchat and instagram videos are shown in the doc of Lil Peep passed out, unconscious in the background — his head entirely arched back and his body limp. Over the span of what was said to be 4-5 hours, not one person even thought to check on him. The interviews that follow these heartbreaking clips are just an amalgamation of lies, denial, ignorance, and palpable inauthenticity— his fake friends and scum of the earth management team either deny the “conspiracy” behind his death, lie through their teeth in their “oblivion” to peep’s drug problem and depression, or project falsified grief. Dude like all these idiots interviewed for the doc talk ab how Peep never expressed his grief or depression... COULD HAVE JUST ONE OF YOU FOUND YOUR DAMN VOICE ??? I mean you sure did to ask Peep for drugs and money you fucking leeches. If someone would have just expressed the tiniest hint of grief, the tiniest bit of remorse in not speaking up or expressing their concern maybe Lil Peep would still b here today and this god awful, tone deaf documentary wouldn’t exist. What’s even worse is that these people are still profiting off Lil Peep — through this doc, through all of the demos and songs that were released after his death. It’s so funny (really actually not funny at all in the slightest) that Peep’s manager Bryant Ortega rambles about how as a celebrity you can snap your fingers and get anything you want: “girls, blow, booze”... (Thank u Sam for stating how girls were put on the same level as cocaine and alcohol) .. anyways yeah that statement seems to be limited to self destructive substances and empty material items. How bout some therapy? Ever heard of in-patient or out-patient? Psychiatry? This doc Obviously really upset me. Watching Lil peep self-sabotage through his inability to say no, over-generosity with his time and money, and emotional labor in maintaining falsified companionships was so heartbreaking. Really seemed like such a genuinely sweet kid who deserved a longer, much more fruitful and a much better support system instead of a fleet of clout chasers. Agh this all just really didn’t sit well with me. Rip lil peep

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Ep 25 thoughts!!!

I wanted to make a full post since this is the last one for a while 😩 I also wanted to talk specifically about the dub

If you haven’t been watching Caitlin Glass’s fave moments from the reboot she’s been posting on twitter, i hiiiiighly suggest watching them bc she’s been dropping these amazing insights + behind the scenes stories from the recording process! there’s been some verrrry interesting little tidbits 👀

For starters, when recording this scene with laura, she had the idea that tohru suggests kyo and kazuma spar not because kyo would like it, but because shE would like it??! (same)

and it makes her “YES YES YES” reaction that much sweeter? (i mean she’s def reacting to multiple things but finally seeing her bf spar is one of them)

bitch same!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(@ her little happy hop, the realization that this is how their scenes are gonna be from now on hit me like a freakin TRAIN lmao i was Overcome)

shout out to the writing team, bc kyo’s speech just hits different in the dub. 1. bc jerry jewell owns my ass 2. bc the writing was put through teen boy filter and it just feels soooooooooo much more REAL.

“...I’ve messed up so many times, and i know i’ve still got a long way to go, but someday... someday i’ll be stronger. strong enough to stand on my own. i promise! i’ll stop doing stupid stuff. I wont hurt you or be a burden to you anymore. And when that happens, I’ll be worthy of calling you my father! I’ll be that man, someday. Watch me!”

LIKE COME ONNNNNNNNN!!!! mostly i just love that added line of kyo admitting that he does stupid shit. BABY

FULL CLOWN BUT THAT IS THE SAME OUTFIT SAME BANDAGES yell

hhhhhhhhh everyone has talked about this but hhrg something about the way they staged it for the reboot, it just hits different!! the way we see them from each other’s POV makes me FEEL a way..... tohru sweetie that’s your future!!! that’s your family!! and the way they look at HER. aghhhhhHHHHH and then she HOPS OVER TO JOIN THEM LIKE!!!!? poetic anime

YUKI

WHO COULD FORGET DEAR RAT BOY!!!! Agh sweetie..... I feel like Yuki can *feel* his storyline diverging from the other two. up until this point it’s been the three of them as a unit- him and kyo rescuing tohru and all 3 walking back hand in hand, new years as a trio (which never happens again smh ;__;) idk how conscious of a thought that is for him but like, isn’t that the most relatable thing? Everyone knows what that feels like. I always loved the hard cut from the warmth of the true form resolution to yuki alone tying his tie ;____; baby. clean your room.

(also is that a knocked over pile of clean laundry by his bed? same)

hhhhhhg a tiny thing but the difference in read of this line from pre to post true form kyo.... chef’s kiss. the delivery is so much softer and gentler, he’s still admonishing her but from a place of pure ADORATION and AFFECTION!!!! get a room

and she knows hee hee

THEY ARENT EVEN [REDACTED] YET get a room

speaking of staging Hhhhhhh HHHHHH chefs kiss

yuki beats the shit out of you POV

SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPpppppppppppp is there literally anything better ;__;

I don’t have much to say abt this scene but I love that tohru giving him the simple “okay” in response to all of his worries and insecurities is what allows him to literally step up to her level ;___; Also that this ep has both kyo and yuki give their big mission statements to their parental figures ;__; (calling tohru yuki’s ‘parental figure’ is too much of a blanket statement but u get me)

*tohru thinking about how yuki just poured his heart out to her* :)

*makes it about kyo* :)

but for realsies i’m so glad we got tohru’s monologue abt how kyo and yuki make her heart want to burst ;____; same bitch

I LITERALLY, in real life, screamed. IM SO GLAD they left this as a surprise, they really got us smh

same. i cant even hate kagura for her cartoony outbursts bc im always like... same

FUCKING DIEDDDD AT THIS DELIVERY i love the dub I LOVE THE DUB

chills. the building music... the foreboding writing.. the dreamy visuals... this felt like takaya coming to life in a way that we haven’t really seen yet. What a perfect episode. the reboot is overwhelmingly more comfortable w new manga content than it is with previously covered content, and this episode proves that yet again. I’m so glad we are finally out of 01 territory, and i’m sure the production team is too. You can FEEL their excitement in these last shots. I can’t help but feel so so so so so so overwhelmingly LUCKY to be alive in a world where fruits basket exists lmao... and I know u guys feels the same ;__;

Nowww we wait.... lol. Hopefully a trailer will come our way soon, I looked back and saw that the first season 1 trailer was released in december for an april premiere date... hrrrrg. help.

#fruits basket spoilers #fruits basket 2019 #fruits basket #kyoru

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why-this-kolaveri-machi · 5 years

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spn 15.01

SPOILERS ahead

1. sam’s hair looks especially floofy and nice this season! very season-one-y.

2. a brief google search reveals that belphegor, much like abaddon and asmodeus, is one of the princes of hell. his quippy dialogue is more miss than hit--mostly because it makes him sound like almost every demon that spn has featured over the last fourteen years--but given that he apparently tempts people by offering them shortcuts and generally encouraging them to be lazy? it might actually be an interesting choice to have him quip and spout pop culture references left and right. it’s ~meta, you see.

2.5. ... well, that was an anti-climactic end to the zombie apocalypse that was set up at the end of last season.

3. the callback to bloody mary looks weird because it doesn’t work at all without the... aesthetics of s1, if you know what i mean? when most of the horror these days on spn is more insidious and derives from the cosmic machinations that surround the winchesters, bloody mary looks... tacky, and painted on.

3.5. how did they get ‘woman in white’ from crashed, bloody car with no body in immediate sight???

4. i’m reminded of 8.22, where crowley steadily killed the people samndean had saved from the early seasons in order to force them to meet him on his terms: it functioned well as a neat bit of nostalgia as well as something with real emotional, personal stakes for the winchesters. the ‘saving people’ bit is all that they have to justify both the crap that they have done and gone through. but these call-backs so far... are far more transparent calls to nostalgia, a neat season-by-season retrospective where the audience can clap their thigh and go, ‘oh shit is that the killer clown from s2′s everybody loves a clown??’

4.5. BUT. this is also chuck upending the table and throwing all the pieces on the ground, half-tempting and half-taunting samndean with reminders of how and why they started doing what they did. it’s fanservice, but acknowledging it as fanservice is crucial to the plot of this season. AGH.

5. belphegor is aggressively boring.

i wonder if spn-verse views religion like... a steady progression towards the Truth. like there’s a straight line from ‘primitive’ to... here, where congratulations, you’ve figured god and heaven and hell out, and hey, you got to meet his sister too! in 5.19, a bunch of gods from different ‘dead’ religions got together to try and stop the apocalypse (and were handily defeated by lucifer). but these gods also included hindu deities like ganesha and kali, and i can assure you that hinduism is far, far from being a ‘dead’ religion. but maybe that’s just how it is in spn-verse, where there is an objective God, and an objective way that the universe works. religious myths and deities aren’t abstractions that a critical mass of people decided to believe in, or explanations for how the universe works that’s rooted in their land, their culture, their very blood; these things Exist, and they do so in a hierarchy, and now the winchesters have fought, stabbed and shot their way to the very top.

chuck couldn’t be bothered to write in any kind of nuance for this universe; he’s too pre-occupied with the winchester family drama. eh. makes sense.

6. dean gets to call jack “[their] kid”. oh okay. coolcoolcoolcool. so we aren’t going to address the fact that he wanted to murder jack dead last season because he believed that jack was completely past the point of redemption? we aren’t going to have castiel--the only one of them who wanted to protect jack and give him a chance--say this? coooool, ok, ~~no worries

7. i appreciate all of the cool possibilities arising out of sam’s god-wound: the visions, the fact that he has this connection to their ultimate Big Bad and could (eventually) use it to his advantage. but honestly? i’m exhausted man. i’m exhausted by the idea of something Happening to sam’s personhood without his consent for the eightieth time, and--given castiel’s vision--by the inevitable ‘what’s wrong with sam??’ song-and-dance that’s going to follow.

8. it’s kinda hilarious and also genius to have all these ghosts creeping about in the middle of the day and in the middle of a neat suburb? and the ghosts running after them, all in a row? LMAO

8.5. the little girl said thank you to sam! and his awkward little nod in response!! ALL YOUR SINS ARE FORGIVEN, SHOW

9. oh fuck did they really end with that shot from the pilot??? i thought that was just something intrepid gif editors came up with!

... given the endorphin boost that that just gave me, i’m clearly not immune to Show’s repeated appeals to nostalgia.

10. so... that’s that. kind of dull for a premiere, leave alone the Very Last One. barely skimmed over the most exciting things that 14.20 set up. still: cautiously excited for the rest of the season.

#supernatural #spn spoilers #season 15 #samndean #castiel #belphegor #meta #spoilers #just a tired incoherent mess #watched the eppy juuuuuust in time i think

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I'm so so sorry but I have to: Werner for the character meme (and/or Chuck McGill, if you can't think of anything!)

What the hell, I'm gonna do Werner AND Chuck

Werner

Fav thingabout him: He is so sweet; if I had a German uncle or grandpa or something, I'dwant him to be mine. He obviously takes his work very seriously too. He(initially) seems like a very cautious, careful sort of guy...unfortunatelythis attitude does not extend to all aspects of his life.

Least favthing: He's too sweet, dammit. His naivete and trusting nature made megenuinely angry, because I couldn't believe anyone could be so stupid aboutanything when he seemed fairly smart about everything else. I don't think youhave to be "street-smart" to understand that breaking out of an enclosedcompound without permission isn't the sort of thing you'd be allowed to getaway with. I was annoyed at how he felt like a plot device at the endthere--that he just existed to force Mike to have to kill him. It's a fault ofthe writing more than the character. Everyone could see the end coming from amile away, which is (as far as I can remember) unprecedented in the series.Even things that were heavily telegraphed and seemed obvious usually carriedsome sort of unforeseen twist, i.e. everyone thinking the lantern was going tobe involved in Chuck's death, but not knowing it was going to be a suicide. Thesecond they showed Mike building up a relationship with Werner, everyone knewexactly where it was headed. Also, this is a weird pet peeve, but I hate how healways called Mike "Michael". Bro, you've been working with him formonths, you are the only one who calls him that.

Fav line:(agh, unfortunately I can't recall any because I don't have any way ofrewatching season 4 at the moment. I love that he was courteous enough totranslate into English that he felt like he was going to throw up in the bumpyvan ride.)

brOTP: Him& Mike as cute old man drinking buddies.

OTP: Werner& his unseen wife, I guess. (That phone call before his death was so sad. I hope nothing happens to her, but this is the Breaking Bad Cinematic Universe, so bad things often happen to innocent people.)

nOTP: idk,Werner/Kai? I haven't really seen him shipped with anybody so I can't say Ihave any strong opinions on the matter.

randomheadcanon: (again, I need to rewatch all of season 4, because I remember thestory arcs, but not enough of the little details in dialogue and stuff.)

unpopularopinion: I have to admit, I don't know enough of what the popular opinions onWerner are to know what an unpopular opinion would be. I liked him, I just wishhis character arc felt less contrived and that he was treated like less of adevice. I also have seen some people in some places comparing him to Walt,which doesn't really make sense to me, because personality-wise they're justtoo far removed from each other. (Then again, people were even comparing dopeyPryce to Walter White, which was also a stretch!)

song Iassociate w/ him: I...I have no idea! Sorry. (So long, farewell, aufwiedersehen, goodbye?)

fav picture: the cute little drawings @callmcgills did of him! (Also, ugh, the shot where he is, uh, shot...is beautiful. Depressing, but cinematically beautiful. I’m not posting that here though.)

Chuck

Fav thingabout him: Honestly, as a fellow cowardly, anxiety-ridden, socially maladroit, perfectionistolder child, aspects of him are extremely relatable, frightening as that may beto admit. (My younger brother is of the slacker/moocher variety, rather thanthe con man variety, though.) I don't agree with everything he does, but I understandwhy he does it. (This is actually pretty similar to my attitude towardsSkyler's actions in Breaking Bad--I don't necessarily agree with her decisions,but I mostly understand why she acts the way she does.)

Least favthing: I think he should've been willing to at least put Jimmy on some sort ofprobationary path to HHM after he landed Sandpiper. HHM was under no obligationto hire Jimmy after he passed the bar (a lot of fandom seems to feel otherwise,which makes no sense! I don't think any other firm would've wanted to hireJimmy either!) Jimmy probably would've still managed to screw something up, butat least then if Chuck wanted to officially bar him from working for HHM forgood, Jimmy would know why, and what it was that he had done to cause that. Itdoes no good to punish someone if he doesn't even understand he's beingpunished, which is what the whole issue is in the first place with Chuck goingbehind Jimmy's back and using Howard as the perpetual bearer of bad news.

Fav line:"Because if there's one thing kids love, it's local printjournalism."

brOTP: lmao Chuck is bros with nobody except his space blanket, and his ol'sipping-scotch-and-chortling companion Howard, before that relationship gotdestroyed...

OTP: ...althoughI must also confess a SHAMEFUL desire to ship Chuck/Howard, because it's gotsuch a messed up power dynamic, because they've known each other for at least18 years, because Howard's clearly still so much in awe of Chuck (which Chuckprobably enjoys), and because neither of them seems to have any other friendsor close relationships. (Are we ever going to learn what's up with Howard'swedding ring? Even my mom thinks Howard is gay at this point! And what's upwith papa Hamlin? Did he die? Retire?) Canon-wise, I'm actually really curiousabout Chuck & Rebecca's relationship, because I have to wonder what it washe did that caused her to divorce him, but not bear any particular grudge oranimus towards him afterwards. He was clearly really upset about the divorce,but doesn't bear any ill-will towards her either. She doesn't appear to enteredinto any new relationship after the divorce either. It's all very mysterious.

nOTP: I can'ttell if this person was serious or not, but I swear I remember seeing someonepropose some theory that Kim had fucked Chuck at some point, and that's gonnaget a BIG NO from me.

randomheadcanon: oh god I've got like five hundred of them at this point. Themassive infodump that was Chuck's obituary in the season 4 premiere contributedto a lot of them, I think. I imagine Chuck's freshman year of college, at age14, was absolute hell for him. He was so proud to get accepted to an Ivy Leagueschool, but had been upset it wasn't a more prestigious one, like Harvard,Yale, or Princeton. (He had applied to them and had a few interviews, but unbeknownstto him, he had been heavily penalized in their byzantine admissions proceduresbecause, despite his sterling academic record, they didn’t find him outgoing or athleticenough.) His parents put him on the train to Philadelphia by himself, with afew suitcases, a map, and $50. He had no problems getting to the university,but was pretty overwhelmed right off the bat by the fact that everyone else wasolder and wealthier than him; he had dealt with this to some extent in high school, butnot to this degree (I headcanon his fictional alma mater, Francis Xavier HighSchool, as a typical Jesuit all-boys preparatory school that draws heavily fromupper-middle-class suburban families). Here he was, a literal child, thrustinto the adult world, and the world of the elites, at that. He probably feltself-conscious about things he hadn't even realized he could feelself-conscious about before, and spent at least a couple nights sobbing intohis pillow, and praying that his roommate couldn't hear him. He made a coupledesperate attempts to fit in, with a relatively low level of success (e.g. goingto a party and trying to impress people there by playing piano, only to get abeer spilled on him instead), before deciding it wasn't worth it and he wouldthrow himself singlemindedly into his classes and extracurriculars. He had hisfirst-ever panic attack sometime during his first semester, and wound up at thecampus doctor's office because he had convinced himself he was having a heart attack.On being told he was physically fine, he was indignant, but all the same, henever told his family about the incident, or anyone else either. Somewherearound this time, he also gets a letter from his parents, telling him he'sgoing to be a big brother in a few months, and won't this be exciting for him?(He wants to tell them his life is too exciting for him as it is, but saysnothing, instead writing back that he is sure having a younger sibling to helplook after will be the greatest experience of his life. He almost convinceshimself that he means it.)

unpopularopinion: I DON'T HATE CHUCK. (The most unpopular opinion of all!) He's myfavorite character on the show, with the obvious disclaimer that saying acharacter is my favorite doesn't mean I approve of all the character's actions,etc. Also, I know he's just a fictional character, but I'm still pissed offabout people celebrating that he killed himself & saying they hope it waspainful & stuff like that. Like, how much of an asshole do you have to be?What a horrible thing to say.

song Iassociate w/ him: Burning Down The House j/k, probably Faure's Sicilienne,because I too, cannot play it on piano without screwing up

fav picture: Not a picture, but I can’t resist.

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America’s Most Eligible 2 Diamond Scene: Get to Know the New Contestants

You: I’ve got time to say a few personal hellos. You: Now where should I start…?

Who do you talk to? -Eden and Heath Eden +4, Heath +4

Eden and Heath are sitting side-by-side on one of the couches, glaring at each other. Heath has a portable camera in one hand. Heath: C’mon. I told you I needed a spot with good lighting! Eden: Just because I got up for a drink doesn’t mean you can take my seat. You: Hey, guys… everything cool here? Heath: It will be, if someone will let me get some decent footage. You: I’m starting to think you two have always had some, uh… differences. Eden: Oh, you have no idea. Back when we met…

The first week of Season 7… Someone knocks on the door to the mansion’s penthouse bedroom. Eden: It’s open! Heath: Hey, Eden. Looks like some fans left a package for you with the producers. Eden: Aw, how sweet. I didn’t think we were allowed to get deliveries! Heath hands her a cardboard box. As Eden tugs at the top of the box, he sneakily pulls out his portable camera… Eden: Why is it wriggling like--

-Eden’s ‘Present’

Eden: Agh! Where did you even find a live snake? Heath: You’ve just been Heathed! Eden: Get. Out! Heath keeps his camera trained on Eden’s face the whole time, laughing, even as she shoves the box at him and chases him out of the room.

Heath: Those were the days. That video got like four hundred thousand views in four hours! Eden: Good for you. I had nightmares about finding snakes in my necklace drawer for weeks.

You: You two should… -Take all this drama to the next level!

You: The producers love conflict, and your… whatever this is… has tons of it. You: That’s a great way to get extra screen time.

-Give each other another chance.

You: You’re clearly not on the same wavelength, but that doesn’t mean you can’t get along. You: This season might actually be your chance to become friends.

Eden and Heath frown thoughtfully at each other for a long moment. Heath: I dunno… but I appreciate the idea. It’s cool that you think outside the box. Heath: Outside the box like that snake I-- Eden cuts him off with a sharp look. Eden: Thank you, [Name]. Eden: It’s nice to have one other voice of reason in the house.

-Yvette Yvette +4

Yvette is in the kitchen arranging slices of bread on a cutting board. You: What’re you making? Yvette: Just trying to whip up some snacks for everyone. There wasn’t much to work with… but tell me what you think!

YVETTE’S BRUSCHETTA BITES -Try it!

You bite into the hearty, grilled bread. The tomatoes and spices on top practically melt in your mouth. You: Wow. You just ‘whipped up’ the best bruschetta I’ve ever had in five minutes flat. Yvette: When you’ve got two growing kids to feed, you learn to make food in a jiffy. Yvette: Although believe it or not, this ‘Single Mom’ used to be the show’s ‘Wild Child’ back in the day. You: Really? Yvette: Oh, yes. Late nights, hot flings… until I met my now-ex-husband in the house. Yvette: We got married after the show wrapped, had Bethany and Jonah, but after a few years, we went our separate ways.

You: Wow… -It must’ve been hard raising the kids on your own.

Yvette’s smile falters for a moment, but she quickly puts it back on and shrugs. Yvette: Nothing with kids is easy, but we got through it with the help of family and friends.

-Do you have your eyes on anyone new?

Yvette laughs, her cheeks flushing slightly. Yvette: Not yet, although I’m not opposed to getting swept off my feet by some dashing stranger… Yvette: The suburbs can be so closed off that AME seemed like the perfect opportunity to meet some new faces.

Yvette: If you’re any indication to go by, I might even find some friends here too. You: I hope so. Yvette gives you a motherly pat on the shoulder as you head off to look for the other contestants.

-Ronan Ronan +2

When you walk up to Ronan, he’s gazing out at the horizon with a far-off look in his eyes. Ronan: … You: Uh… Ronan? Hello? He holds up a hand to silence you, then points out the window. You follow his gaze and see a gull dive through the waves to catch a fish! Ronan: The vagaries of nature. Beautiful, unpredictable… just like the human heart. You: Sure. That’s… definitely a thing people say. Ronan: Ah, but forgive my distraction. I assume you are here to ask me something. You: Just wanted to see how you were settling into the house. You: Carson mentioned that you won the first season of AME. I bet things were pretty different back then. Ronan surveys the walls around you, thoughtfully tapping a finger against his chin. Ronan: ‘Different’ is putting it mildly. The mansion was half this size, and the Challenge safety rules were… shall we say… looser. Ronan: The accommodations are far more pleasant now, though I do miss Season 1 Carson’s frosted tips.

You: Ronan… -Please tell me that’s not a joke.

Ronan solemnly places a hand over his heart. Ronan: When it comes to style, I never joke. I only wish I had the footage on hand. You: I’m sure it’s on the internet somewhere.

-What were you like back in Season 1?

Ronan: Ah, I was a simpler, wilder, man… bold in the ways only young blood can be… Ronan: That spark of adventure has since been tempered with wisdom, but I daresay my taste is suits has improved. You: You are a pretty snappy dresser.

Ronan chuckles. He glances at you as though truly noticing you for the first time, and nods respectfully. Ronan: It’s a pleasure to talk to a kindred, curious spirit. I hope we will meet again soon. You: I mean, we’re both living here for the rest of the season, so… Ronan doesn’t reply, his gaze already fixed back on the birds soaring over the ocean. You: Right.

-Kiana Kiana +4

You find Kiana sitting on the steps in the foyer, thumbs frantically tapping a small screen in her hands. You: Is that a phone? Kiana: It’s something way better. She pats the step beside her. When you sit down, she shows you the clunky device she’s playing on. Kiana: See? No phones. Just an old GameGo console I found in a shop and a platformer that’s kicking my butt. You: From Carson’s intro, it sounds like you’ve been into games since Season 8. Kiana: If that’s a nice way of asking if I’ve always been a nerd… the answer is yes. Kiana: I wasn’t sure how the audience would treat me, since gaming’s not exactly, y’know… America’s favourite pastime. Kiana: But I won one season, and they brought me back for another, so I must be doing something right.

You: Our audience must… -Love gaming as much as you and I do.

You: I mean, you’re a Platinum Lookout player. These days, even the American viewing public can see that that’s cool.

-Like people who are passionate about their hobbies.

Kiana: Most people I know would say ‘obsessed’. You: There’s nothing wrong with enjoying what you do for a living. Or being great at it.

Kiana: Thanks, [Name]. I appreciate that… and I appreciate you coming over to say hey. Kiana: It’s nice to know there’s at least one cool girl/guy in the house. She gives you a small wave and turns back to her game.

-Slater Slater +4

You find Slater staring at the beach that stretches along the mansion. You: Admiring the waves? Slater: Hell yeah. Those are double overheads at least. Slater: Too bad we can’t get out there and catch ‘em. You: You take this whole ‘Surfer’ persona pretty seriously. Slater: It’s not just a persona. You should’ve seen my intro back in Season 6. Slater: Carson had us film the premiere out on the beach…

Several seasons ago… Carson: Thank you, thank you. And lastly, I’d like you all to welcome our final contestant of the season… He holds his hand out, but none of the waiting contestants step up beside him. Carson: Um. Where is that new guy? Piper: he should’ve been here half an hour ago. I swear I sent a car to-- Slater: Incoming!! Slater throws a ‘hang ten’ sign at the cameras as he surfs down a wave toward the shore. His board skids to a halt at Carson’s feet, throwing up a spray of sand. Slater: ‘Sup, Season 6. I’m Slater, and I’m here to rock your world.

You: Piper didn’t kick you out for that stunt? Slater: No way. Took Carson a couple weeks to forgive me for getting sand all over his suit, but Piper said my grand entrance saved the episode.

You: I… -Can appreciate a dramatic entrance.

You: Remind me to tell you how I got on Season 10 sometime. Slater: I’d love to hear it.

-Wish I’d been there to admire the view…

Slater winks at you. Slater: I’ll make sure you get a chance before this season is over.

Slater: And thanks for stopping by, [Name]. A lot of people in this place can be intense… Slater: But I think we’re gonna get along just fine. Slater gives you a leisurely farewell wave as you survey the room…

Glancing around the first floor of the mansion, you can now easily put a name to each of the new contestants you’ve met. You: (Pretty sure I’ve made a good first impression. Now Carson just needs to hurry up with those scores…)

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