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suzukiblu · 7 months

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more pocket-sized soulmates from @bucky-boychik-barnes's Pockets AU:

Tim's Pocket refuses to wear a mask, which is an issue. He doesn't want to wear the tiny wire-rimmed glasses either, or even change out of his weird straps-and-belts version of the Superman suit into . . . literally anything else, at this point. Tim would take anything else. They've given him options, but he's refused them all. He won't take off the costume.

Also he won't stop flying around the cave like a bat out of hell, and it's seriously annoying.

"Have you successfully selected a name for your Pocket, Master Tim?" Alfred inquires as he pours everyone tea at the table while Bruce is staring assessingly at Tim's Pocket, including four little Pocket-sized cups' worth–one for Bruce's Cat ("Kitty" to the tabloids), one each for Dick's Red and Star, and one for Tim's . . . whoever.

Alfred doesn't have a Pocket of his own. Tim's always felt too awkward to ask about it.

And Jason never got a Pocket at all.

"No, not yet," Tim says, because the whole no-mask/yes-cape issue has been a lot more immediately concerning than naming him. He can't take a Pocket Superman home to his dad. Pocket Clark Kent is going to be bad enough.

Assuming Tim's Pocket ever puts the stupid glasses on, anyway.

"You should get on that," Dick advises as he picks up his teacup with an appreciative nod of thanks to Alfred and takes a sip. "Red got really mad at me when I didn't name her right away. I mean, like, naming Pockets is so . . . outsider, you know? And kinda gilly, too. But that's how Babs grew up, obviously, and I don't know how they did it on Krypton, but Uncle Clark was raised by gadje too, so . . ."

Tim understood absolutely none of that, but just nods like he did and makes a note to go do some research later.

"Sure," he says, just hoping he can convince his Pocket to ditch the damn cape sooner than later. Red wheels her tiny wheelchair over to the Pockets' nicely-set little tea table and ignores Star floating down to land in the seat across from her. They don't usually get along very well, which is a little weird to see in Pockets who didn't come from people who are, like, on the literal opposite ends of the ethical spectrum, especially ones that belong to the same person, but they both settle in all the same. Cat does an artful flip off of Bruce's caped shoulder down to the table and then strolls over to join them. Tim's Pocket looks curious, but stays hovering in the air just over his shoulder.

Is his Pocket, like, antisocial or something? Is that a concern? Usually Pockets group up really easily, from what Tim knows. Not that he's ever had one before, and admittedly his parents' had always mostly ignored each other, but . . . normally they do, right?

Cat chirps impatiently and makes a beckoning gesture at Tim's Pocket, but he, very weirdly, sort of floats backwards and almost . . . hides behind Tim's head. Just for a moment, but . . .

Weird, Tim thinks. Weird, and not very Superman-like. Pockets are usually a bit more emotionally honest than the people they come from, but Superman's met Cat as many times as Bruce has met Laney, so why would a Pocket that came from him ever hesitate to go over to her?

Star chirps too, holding out her arms and starting to glow with intensely bright solar radiation that would only be an encouraging gesture to a Kryptonian, Tim is sure. It does the job, though, and his Pocket pauses for just a moment longer, then goes to the visible effort to put on a bright grin and darts over to land beside her. She immediately starts chattering at him in Pocket-talk and he chatters back easily, and Tim then has to witness his own damn Pocket start undeniably flirting with one of Dick's Pockets.

He has never been more mortified in his life, he thinks right up until his Pocket turns his head and starts flirting with Cat.

Tim disassociates a little. Like. Just a bit.

Or a lot.

"Hm," Bruce says while Tim is busy dying of mortification, his eyes narrowing assessingly. Star is happily flirting back at Tim's Pocket, to Tim's absolute horror, but worse, Cat is actually humoring him.

Tim has died and this is hell. There's no other explanation whatsoever for this.

Cat reaches over and scritches his Pocket behind the ears. He looks startled, then visibly zones out for a moment, and then leans into the contact and purrs. Cat chirps approvingly, Star laughs, and Red snorts, but fondly.

Tim is definitely, definitely in hell right now. Oh god. What is happening right now and why is it happening to him?

"Well, he's got aspirations, I'll give him that," Dick says wryly as he leans back in his chair. "Though I don't think Lois Lane would appreciate them."

"It's not Superman," Bruce states matter-of-factly. Tim and Dick both blink; Tim's Pocket immediately scowls.

#tim drake #kon el #dc robin #superboy #timkon #the larger fic is Core Four polyam but Tim's absolute mortification is taking center stage rn lol #rinfic #long post #wip: a pocketful of kons

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vpalmersfootballgloves · 1 year

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yellowjackets 206 thoughts

no one hears anyone crying but y'all will hear these spoilers if you don't scroll past. spoilers below

SOPHIE NELISSE EMMY TONY OSCAR GRAMMY NOBEL PEACE PRIZE PREMIER LEAGUE TITLE PULITZER PRIZE BRAVERY MEDAL CAMPAIGN

precrash!taivan with their desks together during sex ed and tagteaming randy. this was the last time i was seen happy and carefree.

VAN EATING A LOLLY MIDDAY WHILE REARRANGING VHS TAPES, VAN'S SCREAM POSTER, VAN NOT ADMITTING TAI ACTUALLY KISSED HER, VAN STOPPING FOR COFFEE FOR TAI, VAN'S PESSIMISTIC OUTLOOK ON LOVE AND LIFE, VAN ON BUMBLE, VAN'S SNARKY CULT COMMENTS, VAN EATING HER OWN WORDS UPON SEEING HER EX-GOD, LOTTIE MATTHEWS.

"youre married taissa, there's no us anymore" honestly simone is probably already done filing the papers dw honey we're good.

i know some will take tai minding into van's broke and bitchless business as a whole pot calling kettle black situation etc, BUT i'm arguing that she cares about her loved ones (nat, van) so much that she's willing to ignore the shitload of problems on her own plate to help out where she can

the dream birth sequence was so creepy from the start til end. personally, i think its either shauna placenta previaed and postpartum hemorrhaged into her obligatory near death dream/hallucination sequence. OR she just passed out and the dream was a manifestation of all her insecurities, worries and grief.

tai is seriously shauna's RIDE AND DIE. shoving the van's deer bone into her hand and giving her the Lottie special. tai LOVES shauna SO HARD.

travis you have 5 litres of blood to donate with no monthly bleeds and yet you only gave the gods THREE DROPS????? lottie dont lie to him we can BARELY see his sacrifice.

still better than ben i guess. dude just dipped and went to his mind palace

"i love you so much" "it's you and me kid" shauna i dont need a reminder of my mommy issues rn

lottie turning shauna's son into a communal baby like wdym OUR???!?!?!!?

natalie :C she has so much survivor's guilt and remorse that she genuinely believes she's an irredeemable, irreparable Very Very Bad person incapable to be loved because everything she touches hurts one way or another.

lisa and 14th gilly will remind natalie she is so capable of love and to be love. TRUST.

misty praising natalie among lottie's acolytes. she's rooting for natalie so hard. its adorable how much she loves natalie in all the weirdest ways

simone kessell you are a STAR. the lottie-psychiatrist scene MOVED MOUNTAINS

speaking of psychiatrist, that woman is not your psychiatrist. she is switching your meds, egging you on and praying on your downfall.

"what is... IT?" BITTTCH STAY AWAY FROM LOTTIE!!!

teen shauna's sincere, pure and unadulterated love thesis for her son versus adult shauna's nonchalantly saying why didn't callie have sex WITH A FUCKING GROWN ASS MAN PREDATOR to nullify the evidence... the wilderness really did a number on her huh

thank fuck some maternal instincts kicked in during the pornstache interrogation

day 8349 of pornstache saracusa not being dead or tortured. its honestly upsetting

nat staring at van during the milf avengers line up bc nat's just shocked to see van in the flesh ever since these two childhood bestfriends lost contact postrescue.

#taissa apologist and van obsesser #im just a regular and Very Normal yj watcher #ROTATING AND DISSECTING THE DREAM SEQUENCE IN MY HEAD BC I KNOW THERES SOMETHING THERE #yj spoilers #yj #yellowjackets metaverse #yellowjackets

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isfjmel-phleg · 2 months

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February 2024 Books

Westmark by Lloyd Alexander (reread)

According to GoodReads, I read this years ago. Had zero memory of it. I had a hard time getting into it this time around, so I suspect that was the case last time too.

Emily Wilde's Encyclopedia of Fairies by Heather Fawcett

Such a pretty cover, such an interesting premise. I wanted to love this one. I really did. But sorry, everyone, I struggled with this book.

I had a hard time with its being set ostensibly in 1909 but doing absolutely nothing to ground the narrative and world in that time period. A magical world with vaguely historical flair, like in HMC, would work fine, but the moment you evoke a particular year, you're committing to a definite setting and need to incorporate features of that time into your worldbuilding. No one in this book was living in the Edwardian Era or its equivalent; their thinking and society were very contemporary, so I don't understand what the point was of the 1909 setting.

Besides that, I had a hard time connecting with the characters and I'm not sure why?

The Last Dragon by Silvana De Mari

Featuring the most endearing little elf I have ever encountered. Yorsh is adorable.

Between Homes by W. R. Gingell

I continue to get further and further invested in the characters while having nothing intelligent to say about the series.

Pog by Pádraig Kenny

Not bad, but not as strong thematically as Kenny's other books that I've read.

Illuminations by T. Kingfisher

Loved the premise of the characters and a lot of the interactions, less captivated by the plot.

The Bellwoods Game by Celia Krampien

Very effective at the intended creepy tone, but I failed to connect with it.

The Annotated Phantom Tollbooth edited by Leonard S. Marcus (reread)

Picked this up at a bookstore a while back and enjoyed getting to revisit the creative process behind a book I loved as a child. (It is deeply appropriate that Juster wrote the book while procrastinating on another project!)

Ann of Sunflower Lane by Julie A. Sellers

An innocuous book that leans way too hard into its connections with Anne of Green Gables. The eponymous Ann reads AoGG for the first time and is obsessed (relatable), but unfortunately this means that the narrative and many of the characters are constantly drawing parallels between events and people in her life and those in the book. This doesn't allow the story to develop very strongly in its own right. Ann has a different past and some different struggles from Anne, with potential for a distinct story, and the Kansas setting is lovingly depicted and definitely different from Avonlea, but everything keeps coming back to Anne. The supporting cast tend to be pale imitations of Montgomery's characters (for instance, when Ann meets a group of other girls, she mentally designates them as "the practical one...the sweet one...the Ruby Gillis one...the nasty one" and their characterization goes no further than these stock roles). What makes Montgomery's novel work is its very human characters, its sense of humor, and its earnestness. This book was less successful at capturing these elements, so it was harder to get actually emotionally invested.

(I've already mentioned this elsewhere, but the index in the back of every quotation, from AoGG and other books was a little much, especially since the quotations in the narrative were self-conscious enough already.)

Lands End by Mary Stolz

I think this book was making some statements about childhood emotional neglect, which was intriguing, but honestly I'm not sure what the conclusion was. The narrative was contemplative and took quite a while to get to an actual plot. I mind that much less as an adult, but I can't really imagine most children really getting much out of this book, despite its intended middle-grade audience (presumably).

Secret of the Emerald Star by Phyllis A. Whitney

More character-focused and among Whitney's more engaging middle-grade mysteries.

Mystery of the Strange Traveler by Phyllis A. Whitney

But I was less interested in this one. Connected less with the cast and the mystery.

Comics

The Flash by Mark Waid Book Six

Gradually making my way through this series. The stories of course vary in interest, but Waid's characterization of Wally is always well done, and Wally and Linda's relationship is genuinely sweet.

Reading/skimming Tim Drake's every significant appearance, which is still a work in progress.

I am having emotions and tucking things away in drafts, so brace yourselves. Also discovering things that quite frankly are more interesting than fanon (and sometimes funnier).

#random personal stuff #I apologize for the tone #there were not a lot of books this month that I loved #maybe this month will be better!

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myckicade · 9 months

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WARNING: Contains reworked spoilers for Season Four.

Prompt: Can you do a Coco imagine and fix it please????

A/N: Ugggh. I still wish that I could properly fix it. I do. I'm so, so sorry that I can't, loves. All I can offer is this, and a massive hug.

As a further warning, I've played with canon (clearly), in order to fit the wider universe that this story follows. Since the events of Meth Mountain never would have taken place, Oakland wasn't a bitch detail for Coco.

P.S. This is over a year old, but I finally finished the bastard!!!!

Title: Catalyst

Pairing: Coco/Reader (F, Wife)

Teaser: You don't really know the realities of being a biker's wife, a fact that is becoming painfully clear. You can prepare for injuries, for accidents and scrapes and broken bones and concussions and-... Fuck, this? No, no, there's been no preparing for this.

There’s a high-pitched chirping coming from the nightstand, and it’s everything in you not to reach across the bed and fling the source of the noise against the wall. Fucking Club. They always need Coco at the strangest of hours, out to do fuck knows what, only fuck knows where. Under normal circumstances, you would let it slide, even at two in the morning. Unfortunately, normal circumstances are on holiday.

“Coco,” you groan, burying your face futher into your pillow. It muffles your words, but you know he’ll understand you, regardless. “Your phone…” You’re practically whining, but it’s… That sound, it’s grating on your nerves, ringing in the space between your eyes in a way that makes you want to cry. Another complaint is about to meet your pillowcase, when the tone abruptly cuts out. Thank fuck.

And, yes, you’ve counted those stars too soon. Almost as quickly as it stopped, the chirping starts again.

“Coco, what the fuck?” you hiss, pushing yourself up on your arms, to look over at the other pillow… Only to find it empty.

Oh. Oh, right. Coco’s still in Oakland. Sadly, this isn’t the first time you’ve gone to reach for him in the night, only to realize… Well. This is going to do nothing to rescue your mood. Because, for all you’ve been complaining to your husband’s temporary ghost, it’s most decidedly your phone that’s interrupted your sleep. Guilt settles in around the edges of your slowly-forming sense of consciousness. Eh. You’ll apologize to him when he gets back. You’ll say you’re sorry for yelling at him when he wasn’t around to hear it. He’ll laugh, and call you adorably crazy, and that will be that.

One more day, you tell yourself. Just one more day, and he’ll be home.

You stretch your arm toward the nightstand, intent to grab hold of the offending hunk of plastic and metal. Just as your fingers touch the surface, the ringing stops again. Huh. You’re beginning to grow concerned, the more alert you become. Coco wouldn’t call you in the middle of the night, not unless it was an emergency. Letty… Letty is safe in her bed, further shortening your list of potential callers. What if it’s from back home? It can’t be good, no matter who it is. Swallowing down a wave of honest terror, you pick up your phone, and-

Ding-ding.

The display lights up, alerting you to an incoming text message. It’s Gilly. Gilly never messages you. Your heart climbs into your throat, thumb shaking as you swipe up, and tap the icon to open your messages. You don’t want to know, and you can’t wait another second to find out what’s happened-

GET HERE NOW.

Your next breath catches in your chest, as you pull yourself upright in your bed. Get where? What the fuck is-

Ding-ding. Another message. It’s an address. You copy the address, and open it into your web browser, only to freeze up again as you realize... It's an address to a hospital.

A hospital? Oh, no, no, you’re going to be sick. The nausea is creeping up, burning in fear-

Ding-ding.

Tears fill your eyes. No, you can’t look. You just can’t. But…

COCO IN SURGERY. CALL ME.

Eyes frantically scanning the screen before you, you locate the appropriate icon, and smash your thumb against it. Every part of you is shaking, warmth slipping from your eyes, a sob fighting harder and harder to break free with every passing ring.

“Come on, come on, Gilly,” you whimper. The shaking has taken over every limb, so violent your bones are beginning to ache.

Ring…

“(Y/n)?!” It’s Gilly. His voice is such a relief, that sob finally forces its way out in a harsh cough.

“Gilly,” you plead. “What the hell happened?!”

The path before you opens up slowly, accompanied by a too-loud woosh of sound, and a burst of chilled air. You hate that you have to stop, even for the two or three seconds it takes for the glass doors to part far enough that you and Letty can get through them. Side by side, that's been the way since you'd had to wake her up, not an hour prior. Hands clasped together, a lifeline for one another. With a deep breath, you step through a second set of doors, and into the hospital's emergency department.

Six gunshot wounds. Fractured right tibia. Some kind of skull fracture. Gilly hadn't been terribly clear after that. Trying to get hold of a medical professional was a fuck of a struggle the entire way up, a wash of dropped calls, hold music, and after-hours answering services. Still, thanks to what Gilly was able to tell you, you aren't walking into it completely blind. Neither is Leticia, but, feeling the girl's hand tremble in yours, and hearing her half-stifled sniffles, you can't help but wonder which would really be worse.

The check-in desk is only a few steps away, but they seem to drag on for far longer than that. There's someone ahead of you, because, yes, of course, there is. Letty doesn't say a word of it, not right away, doesn't tell anyone to hurry their ass, or get the fuck out of the way, which says enough about how fearful the both of you are, concerning this discussion. The woman behind the desk could say anything, could be forced to direct you anywhere that would shatter the hope that Gilly left you with.

He's alive, though. Those were Gilly's exact words, and that's what you keep telling yourself. That's what got you into your clothes, and your coat, out the door and to the gas station. That's what kept you on the road, and not in a ditch, too blinded by tears and shaken with nausea to keep it between the lines. You're holding onto it now, grasping it with every last shred of your sanity. Coco's alive. He's alive, and he's a fighter, and if you find out who the fuck is responsible for this, you'll-

"Fuck this," Letty grumbles under her breath, taking a single step forward. Her mouth is open, surely ready to spout some obscenity that you can't find it in you to fault her for, when someone shouts from the left.

"(Y/n)!"

You jerk your head up, legs weakening at the sight of Gilly and Bishop hurrying over from the waiting area. They're still here, you tell yourself, as Gilly pulls you and Letty into a tight hold. That has to be a good sign, right? No one is off seeking... Shit, you don't know. Revenge or balance, whatever response the M.C. would typically have in this sort of a situation.

It strikes you suddenly. You don't know what the fallout from this is going to be. You don't really know the realities of being a biker's wife, a fact that is becoming painfully clear. Bits and pieces of conversation overheard during parties, and Coco failing at whispering over the phone, and that's it. He's never let you know, and you've always been fine with that, but now... Now, you'd give your left arm to understand, at the same time that you just don't fucking care. It wouldn't change a fucking thing, either way. You can prepare for injuries, for accidents and scrapes and broken bones and concussions and-... Fuck, this? No, no, there's been no preparing for this.

"What the fuck happened?!" Letty shouts, the second she's able to pull back from Gilly's arm. She looks between both men standing before you, expectant. You can't help but do the same.

Bishop sighs. "We don't know very much-"

"Bullshit," Letty spits. Reaching out, you place your hand on her forearm. She doesn't shrug you off, but it doesn't stop her argument. "You fuckers always know shit."

"Well, in this case," Bishop replies, tone firm, but not entirely unkind, "we weren't given much to go on." He glances your way, expression somber. "We know he's still in surgery. Bullets in his back, and his right leg. Fucked up the bone."

"G-Gilly," you begin, nodding, "Gilly said it was the tibia?"

Bishop nods, and Gilly hangs his head. "Right."

"The skull fracture?" Letty demands, when Bishop doesn't continue. You glance up, and find your daughter blinking back tears. Admirably, you might add.

Gilly shrugs, miserably. "Cracked his head when he fell, maybe. He was near his bike. Mighta' landed on it." Letty reaches out to grab your hand in hers. Good timing. It's all you can do not to bury your face away from the rest of the world. "The doctors've been waitin' on you. Won't give us the full story without family present."

Yeah, that makes sense. You look between the two men apologetically. Poor bastards. They've surely been trying to get every scrap of information they can, and here you two are, grilling them for details they've been prevented from learning.

Shaking your head, you sigh, a fragile, shaky sound. "Where is he?" you ask, glancing down the hallway from which they had emerged. You want to know what waiting room to pace, what nurse's station to post up at. Taking a deep breath, you focus as best you can. This is terrifying, but not all-together unfamiliar territory. "Where were you guys waiting?"

Bishop places a hand at your back, guiding you down the hallway. Gilly swings an arm around Letty's shoulders, leaning in to murmur something you don't bother trying to hear. Now that the fear of the unknown is simmering a little lower, the numbness is beginning to creep in.

Alive.

Surgery.

Shattered.

Christ, Coco, you pray, silently, as you lower yourself into an open waiting room chair. You had better be okay.

There are more tubes and wires attached to your husband than should be possible for one human being. Your cousin hadn't looked this bad after his car accident in '09, you can't help but remember, as your eyes wander across what little of Coco's skin is visible. A bit of forearm, between medical attachments. Shoulders, neck, and chin. Forehead. There are bruises across his face, and it looks as though the doctors have reset his nose. You've seen Coco through scrapes before, from bar fights to dumping his bike while intoxicated. Even then, even with bleeding legs and a bruised tailbone, he hadn't been this beaten up.

It's everything in you not to burst into tears, all over again.

Heaven help you, that you should cry anymore. Your throat is already so dry you're going hoarse. For better or worse, there's no one around to hear your voice, anyhow. Letty wandered off to the cafeteria a while ago, intent to get you something to drink, and a snack. You didn't have the heart to fight her on it. She's every bit as anxious as you are, and she needs something to do, something she can control to keep herself from falling apart. If she can seize the opportunity to keep one of her parents going, and healthy, you won't stand in the way.

A loud tone chimes in from the machine behind you, followed by a series of pulsating beeps. Time for vitals. When the results are displayed, you can't help but glance up. No change. In this instance, it's as good as gold. He's living off of so many aids - breathing tube, I.V. solution, anesthetics - any little change could be explained by just about any detail.

You sigh, low and slow. Fuck. You knew this could happen. You've told yourself as much at least half a dozen times tonight, alone. That doesn't change the reality. And didn't it just figure? It feels like you've been married for five minutes, and everything is going to shit. It had seemed so... Ugh, so fucking perfect, much as you hate to be that doe-eyed, but that's what it's been. Fucking. Perfect.

It's just your luck, Santo Padre doesn't allow for perfect.

Looking back to the bed, to Coco's closed eyes, and his exhausted form... Well, you smirk, just a tad. "Didn't need to go getting shot, just to get a good rest, y'know," you murmur, before blowing out a breath. Levity isn't going to make you feel any better, much as you'd like to try. The nurse said to talk to him, which makes perfect sense, but... You don't have much to go on, besides nervous joking, and desperate pleas.

"Maybe I ought to take a page from Leticia's book, and break something," you continue, now talking to yourself, just as much as to your husband. "You'd be so pleased." You reach out, and slowly slide your fingers into Coco's palm. He's a little chilly, unsurprising between the loss of blood, and the air conditioning blasting down from the ceiling. You grip his fingers as tightly as you dare, and lean in. "Come on, mi rey," you whisper, barely loud enough to reach Coco's ears, even if he was awake. "I have faith in you. You keep fighting. No matter who, or what comes after you, baby, you fight." Your voice catches, as you slide your free hand into your purse. "We need you to be okay, Johnny." It might sound selfish to anyone else's ears, but you know Coco would want to hear it, to hear that he is needed, and loved, and wanted. All the things he knows, but sometimes forgets.

The things you will work even harder to keep him from forgetting.

"We all need you to. Me, and Letty..." Bringing your hand up, you prop a small slip of paper on Coco's chest, tilting it in front of his face. Your jaw trembles, and your voice cracks as tears flood your eyes. "And your son, baby." You pause to get yourself together, which doesn't amount to much. There's more guilt behind this conversation than you wish you felt, the feeling drawing a sob from your throat. "I was gonna' tell you when you got back. I swear, I was." He's waited for this for so long. You both have. "So, you've gotta' fight it, okay? Take whatever time you need, but-..." Taking a deep breath, you steady yourself. "You need to get better," you instruct, in as commanding a voice as you can manage. "I'm not raising this baby without you, you hear me?"

There's no response. You don't expect one. This isn't a sappy romance movie, or the daily soaps. Coco will wake up when he's good and ready. And you'll be here, holding his hand, and chatting about what he's sleeping through all the while. You lean down and press your lips to his fingers, thumb brushing along the back of his hand. "I love you, baby," you murmur, pressing another kiss to his skin before you sit back up. Lean back. Try to relax.

Vitals sound again.

Someone wheels a cart by, just outside the room.

You sniffle. Just once.

"Y'know, I thought I'd be bailing our Princess out of jail, by now," you admit, thoughtfully. "She really kept it together. You'd be proud as hell of her."

Letty stands in front of a cafeteria display case, filled with questionable-looking salads and tempting baked treats in plastic clamshell containers. Each one makes her stomach turn. She's not here for her, though, is she? She's here for you. She's here to make sure her mother, after six straight hours of waiting in a lousy fucking hospital chair, isn't going to drop on her, too, from something as stupid as low blood sugar. If that was to happen? Jesus Christ, she doesn't know what the fuck she'd do. End up in the psych ward, more than likely. Or break someone's worthless neck. Yeah, that sounds more like it.

She's just about to reach for a slice of what she thinks is chocolate cake, when a hand comes to rest on her arm. It startles the living shit out of her, but when she looks up, ready to gouge out a motherfucker's eye with one of the plastic-wrapped sporks within her reach, Letty finds Gilly staring down at her.

Fuck. Yeah, that tracks. She's been in here for a good little while.

"Find anything for your Mom?" he asks quietly, removing his hand from her person to tuck it back in the pocket of his kutte. Letty turns back toward the display case, staring into the middle space for a moment.

"You're gonna' get the motherfucker responsible, right?" Behind her, Gilly sighs. She's expecting a comment about her language, or about how this isn't the time to be worried about something like vengeance. A truly ugly response is on the tip of her tongue, when Gilly surprises her.

"Yeah," he promises, voice quiet, but sure. "Yeah, kid, we're gonna' get 'em."

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fumikomiyasaki · 22 days

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More Random Twst oc headcanons

Are they well versed with the internet?

Never heard of the Internet: Brid, Odel, Osyron, Lydia, Fabio, Lennox, Ione, Bianca, Erena, Taylin, Agni

heard of it barely uses it: Saneria, Bolt, Slice, Phobetor, Eleafy,

Lost but knows the search engine and wiki: Kumo, Fuan, Tesadelle, Vanessa,

Basics and Flash games: Izar, Zariyah, Camilla, Eiji, Meyra, Kuze, Gabrielle, Media, Kome

Has usually modern knowledge of all functions: Mellow, Yasuno, Joel, Serena, Rubina Aiden, Inessa, Emil, April,

Sucks at memes, boomer but uses the Internet well: Henry, Beelby, Elvira, Nanoya, Tenera, Feena, Dragiselle,

Knows the most trends: Damon, Eve, Barry, Francine, Flynn, Andrew, Sindren, Sylva, Jin-Lou,

Knows every meme under the planet: Leroy, Carol, Lyla, Naomi, Taron, Ronnie, Ame, Eikichi,

Literally a Streamer, Content creator or Influencer: Bengal, Paula, Zyan, Mythra, Yuzuha, Julian, Brenda, Peko, Emma, Gregory, Tyler, Rachel,Grey, Gilly,

Tattoo Headcanons and meanings:

(Fuan, Osyron, Lydia, Ione, excluded cause its god influenced)

Arachninox Carol: Vine and Snake tattoos, despite not getting her vine powers, she gets the tattoo solely as a ref that a little bit of herself is still kinda inside her, yet she herself doesn'T notice this, she also gets a tattoo under her chest with a heart, symbolizing her care for being loved still, only the snake symbolizes the takeover and poison inside her metaphorically Bengal: Ocelot picked that tattoo for him, it was traditional from his culture and it was cause they are besties, this way he keeps his boy band members with him Meyra: its the crest of her house which she tries to hide Kumo: The heart tattoo is matching his friends but the stars he gets later on his back and torso are moreso to represent his love for the night sky Odel: He got them as he practised Crystal magic as a prove of his mastery Lyla: The kanji for hope gives her courage when she is scared Jin-Lou: The dragon represents her grandmas family symbol Sylva: It is hard to identify and she will just tell you she got it cause it looks cool Brenda: Duh symbol for Money cause greed Greg: the ring was a silly gag but he gets a ton of them in the future Rachel: Her father gave her the fox tattoo to show her strength Andrew: its to identify him from his bros so he has his number like they have Dragiselle: An arrow representing to move forward Kayne: Yakuza tattoos of a mantis... given he was fast as one Ame: She say its cute and puts attention on the right thing Eleafy: Cult signs Julian: He will come up with something cheesy why he has a triangle on his chest, the bat wings he shares with April just she has them on her back Louis: The rose was the sign of his old noble house… he got it long after though Fabio: He just likes roses and his brother got tattoos as well so

Reputation as Dorm leaders:

Henry: Very respected and looked up to… many students are intimidated but many also wanna approach him cause of business or his wealth so he is quite a popular student among NRC Brid: Many just assume... that Odel is the dorm leader and ignore her... she can't seem to get authority and people barely remember her She really struggles with that Barry: Many people are aware of his arrogance and to many students he is a bother, there is a few who do give him the time and popularity because he basically bought them to be his underlings but aside that… many are annoyed Osyron and Lydia: Hella scary to many students, they barely see the gods and if don't know if talking to them won't get them in trouble. Kuze: Many students see him as the junior, the Dorm leader that doesn't seem like one and instinctly would approach Yasuno more about dorm stuff… so he is liked but not really respected Erena: Given most see her as a chaotic adventurer other students also are not convinced untill she talks with them and you see how much charisma she has as a dorm leader and how to win her over well... She just wants fun and is a capable fighter in itself Flynn: As said he has a fanclub and many admirers but that is also true for Nanoya and Rubina, many know about his sketchyness and warn not to reveal too much to him. Peko: A lot of fans and big popularity among many students hence haters are quickly silenced… or at least yelled at by supporters… however higher year students often know how lazy as dorm leader she is and admire Emma more Tyler: Not many outside the dorm see him much but they often call him grumpy and many also just don't want to face his anger so he is only approached by people who know him, dorm members or fashionable to model students Gabrielle: Many Students admire her and cheer for her, also has a small fanclub and is highly respected among the campus. Its really hard to raise a voice against her. Aiden: Aside doing his dorm duty a loner and avoided cause of his criminal record, only dorm members really approach him… and some Exodus students cause of Kayne as well as some Valhunny students Sindren: Some are annoyed by the hero act, others admire her, some try to gain her favour cause of her money but Mythra shoes those away Dragiselle: the most secluded Dorm leader… Inessa does most of her task so not many met her, serves a similar Role to Malleus that not many have seen her at all... but in her case its protect others from her powers

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland ocs #twst #disney twst #twst ocs #twistedwonderland #twistedwonderlandoc

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plaidcladjuno · 9 months

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get to know me ask game

thanks for the tag @lamonnaie 🥰

RULES: bold the ones that are true and tag 15 people to do it.

APPEARANCE

Blonde hair // I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // I have one or more piercings // I have at least one tattoo // I have dyed or highlighted my hair // I have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces // I sunburn easily // I have freckles // I paint my nails // I typically wear makeup // I don’t often smile // I am pleased with how I look // I prefer Nike to Adidas// I wear baseball hats backwards

HOBBIES AND TALENTS

I play a sport // I can play an instrument // I am artistic // I know more than one language // I have won a trophy in some sort of competition // I can cook or bake without a recipe // I know how to swim // I enjoy writing // I can do origami // I prefer movies to tv shows // I can execute a perfect somersault // I enjoy singing // I could survive in the wild on my own // I have read a new book series this year // I enjoy spending time with friends // I travel during work or school breaks // I can do a handstand

RELATIONSHIP

I am in a relationship // I have been single for over a year // I have a crush // I have a best friend who I’ve known for ten years // my parents are together // I have dated my best friend // I am adopted // My crush has confessed to me // I have a long distance relationship // I am an only child // I give advice to my friends // I have made an online friend // I met up with someone I have met online

AESTHETICS

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell // I have watched the sun rise // I enjoy rainy days // I have slept under the stars // I meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // I enjoy the smell of the beach // I know what snow tastes like // I listen to music to fall asleep // I enjoy thunderstorms // I enjoy cloud watching // I have attended a bonfire // I pay close attention to colors // I find mystery in the ocean // I enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favorite season

MISCELLANEOUS

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // I am the mom friend // I live by a certain quote // I like the smell of sharpies // I am involved in extracurricular activities // I enjoy Mexican food // I can drive a stick shift // I believe in true love // I make up scenarios to fall asleep // I sing in the shower // I wish I lived in a video game // I have a canopy above my bed // I am multiracial // I am a redhead // I own at least 3 dogs

tagging @lena221bee @omarandjohnny @negrowhat @callipigio @aprilblossomgirl @piningintrovert @liyazaki @asianmade @theflagscene @lelephantsnail @forcebook @raeality @rashfcrd @gilly-bean @pink-akuma-watching-in-queer and whoever else wants to do it, really!

#tag game

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gotcustardy · 7 months

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paternity (SVU)

The other day I listened to an interview with Isabel Gillies, and she was talking about filming Paternity. She said she and Mariska watched the crew crash the cars on the first day of filming that whole sequence, and even seeing that was scary and freaked them out (I think she said they both cried?). And then after internalizing that, they got into the car for several more days of filming all the parts that came next.

And part of me is stuck on this:

Sure, on its own, that whole filming experience must have been really profound and troubling and scary. A heavily pregnant woman, mother of 4 other kids already, stuck in a crumpled car, very much imperiled. The awful, sickening way a car crash has the power to completely and irreversibly alter a family. It's hard to inhabit that mindspace for several consecutive days and not have it affect you.

And the star of the show, the hero of the episode who is being tested and who is fighting to save mom and baby and therefore to also save the family, is Mariska Hargitay whose own family was completely and irreversibly altered by the car crash that killed her mother. A car crash she and her brothers experienced. A car crash that caused scars she sees on her face every day, all these years later.

I can't even imagine.

I dunno, it just brings that much more intensity into an episode that's already so powerful and scary and awful, even with the everybody-survives ending.

#svu #isabel gillies #mariska hargitay #jayne mansfield #paternity svu #paternity

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saltygilmores · 1 year

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Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls-Season 2, Episode 3 ("Red Light On The Wedding Night")

Don't forget to visit the Denise Rewatches Gilmore Girls tag for all of my past reviews! Rory: Mom, the house is burning down, and you can save the cake or me, what do you choose? Lorelai: Well, the cake doesn't have legs. Rory In A Later Episode: Mom, the house is burning down and you can save Jess or your shoes, what do you save? Lorelai: That depends, did he start the fire? So what's up with Rory and this very specific hypothetical about her house burning down, incinerating herself and her loved ones, and Lorelai's nonchalant responses?

Kirk Job: Wedding Photographer

Is this how Milo Ventimiglia talks on dates? This is definitely how Milo Ventimiglia talks on dates.

M&L: "Are you ready for me?" "I'm always ready for you." "Full time?" "I insist." Gross. Lorelai casually mentions that Max will be moving in *cough* No he Wont* *cough* so at least they had that discussion. Dean and Rory are walking and talking about what movies to watch and apparently Rory has seen several movies where someone "does something disgusting with a cow". What the hell kind of tapes are they carrying at Stars Hollow Video, exactly? Also who the hell do these two they think they are, Jess and Rory in Season 3, Episode 18, Happy Birthday Baby? Walking hand in hand while talking about movies? Luckily Lane is nowhere to be found to call them a cute agoraphobic couple. Can we also talk about Rory's obsession with making her boyfriends go on double dates with her mother? Another case for Rory desperately needing another friend her own age, one who's actually allowed to leave the house and interact with the opposite sex. I heard that Lindsay Lister is a nice gal. Dean will eventually go on at least two double dates with Lorelai that I can recall. Three if you count that episode where they watched Willy Wonka. There's this episode and another with Luke in season 5, the one with the Bop It (and what a great scene it was, because Luke was really sick of Dean's shit at that point). Then Rory/Logan Lorelai/Luke go to Martha's Vineyard (isn't this one of the most hated episodes of the entire series?) Poor Luke and Max just want some special grown up alone time with Lorelai without her daughter and her boyfriends getting in the way. I'm telling you once more that the men of Stars Hollow would all be a lot less cranky if handjobs were given more freely. Now there's a town event that everyone could get behind (or in front of). Dean and Rory also have a secondary, looong, pointless discussion about the precise date of their anniversary (since they keep breaking up and geting back together). Why do I feel a sense of DeJaVu? It's because a walk-n-talk discussion about the precise date of their anniversary already happened once before.

Between the Donna Reed dinner, this, the Debuntate Ball, and all the other wacky endeavors that Rory ropes Dean into, you can't help but feel a small pang of sympathy for ol GarbageFace McButt Forrester.

Dean: "One handjob per anniversary? Please?" I feel so lost and without purpose whenever Dean isn't acting like a total Turtle Anus. LG to Max: I like watching you cook. Max: I like you watching me cook. Gross.

What's with all the cow jokes in this episode? Rory's top is a pretty color. Dean's advice to Max re: The Gilly Girls

Don't use the last of the parmesan cheese because Rory likes to take it into her room and do mysterious things with it. Dean's other pieces of advice to Max for surviving the Gilly Girls are: Don't start a discussion late at night because that's when they're cranky, go along with their jokes, they'll blame you if they over eat, and no matter how crazy you think they are they'll just keep upping the crazy and you won't be able to keep up. "If you're eating pizza and Lorelai decides that the pepperoni is mad at the mushrooms because the mushrooms have attitude and then she holds up a pepperoni and the pepperoni asks for your opinion, don't just laugh. Answer the pepperoni." Ah yes this all sounds perfectly normal and sane Max should not be at all concerned about who he's about to (not) marry.

One small step above vanilla is just about what I would have guessed for Max's favorite ice cream flavor. Lor & Max are having a discussion about what it means for Max to be Rory's stepdaddy. Which brings us to another installment (one of many) of Lorelai Gilmore The Big Huge Fucking God Damn Hypocrite Theater. Max: Say you're not here, and I come home at 11pm and I find Dean and Rory making out on the couch? What do I do? Lorelai BHFGD Hypocrite Gilmore *shrugs*: They're teenagers, they can kiss. Lorelai BHFGD Hypocrite when she finds (teenagers, actually 18 year old adults at that point) Jess and Rory making out on the couch (during the daytime):

People I am NOT looking forward to suffering through the Jess seasons again. Stick a fork in my eye, it would be less painful.

Lorelai: I've already raised Rory. Max: So what is my role here?

I don't typically say my thoughts out loud as I'm watching but this time I said "Lorelai you dumbass" outloud. Max: What does being your "fella" entail? Lorelai: All things dirty. Gross. Max: Marriage is taking two seperate lives and melding together. How is that gonna work? Lorelai: Idk. Max: Have you given it any thought at all? Lorelai: Not really. Yeah Lorelai is a dumbass but to be fair they don't call him Max Proposes Marriage Over The Phone Twice Medina for nothing, either. Lorelai kisses Max to distract him from thinking about the fact that she has given no thought to their future. Max:Not fair. Lorelai: I have a lingerie drawer full of Not Fair, Mister. Gross.

Luke beans Taylor right in the eye with some kind of unidentified flying object. Beautiful. Taylor has bought in a crew to install a traffic light and metered crosswalk in front of Luke's, and boy is he unhappy about that. The usual gaggle of unemployed townies without anything productive to do have also gathered in front of the diner. Taylor asks if anyone is concerned about a recent spate of near fatal car accidents. Here is where I'd usually wish for a car to hit Dean Forrester but he hasn't been terrible in this episode so I guess I'll lay off the death wishes just this once.

God, Luke was hot. How did Lorelai even entertain the thought of boring, chocolate-chip-ice-cream loving Max Medina? How did she manage to wait 5+ years to finally fuck Luke?

Babette: Stick your hand down the front of a guy's pants for me! She is my kindred spirit.

He gets me hot when he talks like that. #Quack Needless to say, this was the start of a (mini) Luke Rant™ about marriage.

The gals + MIchel have managed to escape The Hollow for one night. They venture into the Real World™ to visit a drag club for Lorelai's bachelorette party, where they think they have any shot in hell of convincing a bouncer that 16 year old shivering chihuahua Rory is an adult who belongs there.

Max phones Lorelai during his bachelor party from the hospital after his brother tried to leapfrog over a parking meter. Max is shown in the hospital waiting room . His brother is released. Absolutely nothing comes of this pointless scene. Lorelai tells him to take his brother to a strip club, because as we saw when Luke visits a strip club with his teenage nephew and brother in law, nothing says male family bonding like naked ladies.

Excellent word, I approve.

Rory and Lorelai give a stumbling and unconvincing speech about Rory being an 18 year old model from Germany and Meathead McGee here gives her a sly smile and lets her in without checking any ID. Yep.

Remember how I said I don't actually talk to myself outloud while watching this show? Well, that's twice in one episode now because I just said "What the fuck!" very loudly. No seriously what the fuck? We learn this is Michel's evil doing. Inviting Emily just for shits and giggles. Emily has had too much to drink so she is actually pleasant company for once and barely complains. Emily and Dean are both on their best behavior in this episode, hell hath frozen over. Emily and Patty trade marriage/wedding stories. Patty has been married four times. Emily fries Lorelai's brain by making her realize she doesn't love Max as much as Emily loved Richard.

Nevermind Dean Forrester Face-Looks-Like-A-Butt, the more important question is, what is she holding? As a fellow Millennial like Rory, I love seeing old, early 2000's technology on tv shows. I took a deep dive and it was called an AOL Mobile Communicator.

Rory is recieving instant messages from Butthead, Sookie calls Jackson (even though she told everyone "no one is allowed to call boys tonight" before they got into the club), Emily is wistful about Richard, and Lorelai is just getting bummed the hell out surrounded by all these ladies happy with their romantic lives. Lorelai picks up her cell phone. Me Having a Casual Thought: Okay, Lorelai is drunk and depressed and lonely. What is she going to do? Ha, I bet she'll call Christopher or something!

Okay Ladies and Gents, we now have our third outloud WHAT THE FUCK of this episode. MAJOR what the fuck! This is my fourth time watching the show and I don't remember this happening. It goes to show you this show is unpredictable in its predictability and how endlessly rewatchable it is because you just FORGET stuff. And what is the purpose of this call? It's to rub it in Christopher's face that she's getting married. Not so fast there, Lorelai. *points to the title of the episode*

Did you know the actor who plays Christopher, David Sutcliffe, is actually a total douchecanoe in real life too? #DoucheCanoeTrivia

Christopher DoucheCanoe asking the important 2001 questions. In the fashion of the many other long and pointless conversations in this episode, they have a long, pointless conversation about Max's taste in music which Lorelai hints at but won't outright admit is (obviously) very lame. Lorelai is trying to convince herself that Max is worth marrying because her feet are getting brrr chilly cold and for some reason she thought Christopher DoucheCanoe would settle her doubts, it doesn't work. Obviously.

This will be me after watching every Jess episode again. The next day Lorelai is hung over and Max shows up at the Inn where Max is upset that their wedding is like, tomorrow, and Lorelai still hasn't given him a set of keys to her (their) house. Max tells Lorelai to "think about someone other than yourself for a few minutes a day." Ah, the sweet sounds of stark, brutal honesty.

Luke is a darling. Luke: You can't stand under the hot sun, on this lawn that hasn't been mowed in weeks. I guess he doesn't mow. Lorelai: Max isn't a mower. Luke: I'll mow it if you want. He's hot, he's opinionated, he builds stuff AND he mows women's lawns freely and without complaint. Of course Max doesn't "mow Lorelai's lawn." But Luke is up for the job. Lorelai: Is it okay that we're not Jewish? Will God smite us if we stand underneath it? Luke: God would probably have to get a permit from Taylor to do any smiting on a weekend. That made me laugh out loud. Luke slightly softens his stance on marriage. "I guess if you can find that one person who is willing to put up with all your crap and doesn't want to change you or dress you or make you eat French food, then marriage can be alright. But only if you find the right person." The episode ends with Lorelai telling Rory to pack for a road trip as she's backing out of her engagement because Max is boring and Luke is hot and better and can mow her lawn all day and night. Here's Michel dancing:

The next episode, Road Trip to Harvard, is one of my top 10 favorite episodes. It's light, breezy fun so I'm looking forward to the last bit of calm before the Jess Mariano ShitStorm blows in.

#kirk jobs #gilmore girls #rory gilmore #lorelai gilmore #max medina #Luke Danes #Early 2000s technology #Denise Rewatches Gilmore Girls #Gilmore Girls Season 2 #Red Light On The Wedding Night #Dean Forrester Not Acting Like Buttzilla For Once #Jess is on the bus from New York as we speak #RLOTWN

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suzukiblu · 7 months

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Expanded version of Tim's next scene in the Core Four poly-pocket soulmate AU, with a read-more for length.

The adorability of Pockets as a concept y'all can thank @bucky-boychik-barnes for.

Also he won't stop flying around the cave like a bat out of hell, and it's seriously annoying.

Alfred doesn't have a Pocket of his own. Tim's always felt too awkward to ask about it.

And Jason never got a Pocket at all.

Assuming Tim's Pocket ever puts the stupid glasses on, anyway.

Tim understood absolutely none of that, but just nods like he did and makes a note to go do some research later.

Cat chirps impatiently and makes a beckoning gesture at Tim's Pocket, but he, very weirdly, sort of floats backwards and almost . . . hides behind Tim's head. Just for a moment, but . . .

He has never been more mortified in his life, he thinks right up until his Pocket turns his head and starts flirting with Cat.

Tim disassociates a little. Like. Just a bit.

Or a lot.

Tim has died and this is hell. There's no other explanation whatsoever for this.

Tim is definitely, definitely in hell right now. Oh god. What is happening right now and why is it happening to him?

"Well, he's got aspirations, I'll give him that," Dick says wryly as he leans back in his chair. "Though I don't think Lois Lane would appreciate them."

"It's not Superman," Bruce states matter-of-factly. Tim and Dick both blink; Tim's Pocket immediately scowls.

"You sure, B?" Dick asks skeptically. "He looks just like him. And he literally showed up wearing the El crest."

"I knew Smallville," Bruce says, ignoring Tim's stubbornly glowering Pocket. "He was nothing like this Pocket. And Superman is undeniably dead. Believe me. We checked."

Of course Bruce checked, Tim thinks. They know so little about Kryptonian physiology, after all, and even less about how Kryptonian physiology works under a yellow sun. It's not as if Earth is spoiling for other Kryptonians.

And Clark Kent was Bruce's friend.

So of course he checked.

"It is true that Mr. Smallville did have a markedly different personality from the one our new young Master Pocket seems to," Alfred says, delicately setting a tiny tray of tiny Pocket-sized treats on their tea table. Tim has no idea how Alfred even makes cookies that small, but he does it. "I don't think I ever once saw him in any semblance of Superman's costume at all, in fact."

Tim's Pocket looks briefly puzzled, and then very worried. Tim isn't sure what to think about that, but it makes him feel a little useless. He doesn't know how to take that worried look off his Pocket's face, but he feels like he should be able to do something about it all the same.

He tells himself–soon. Once he knows him a little better. He'll be able to do it then.

Or he hopes he will, anyway.

Star and Cat get Tim's Pocket to sit down at the table and scoot their chairs in to pin him between them, which seems to help more than Tim was going to be able to figure out how to. At least, his Pocket looks a bit less anxious about the conversation now.

He's still shooting Bruce sullen little glowers, admittedly, but one step at a time.

"Maybe your Pocket's just really work-focused, Robin," Dick observes wryly, and Tim's Pocket immediately laser-focuses in on him and jumps back to his feet so fast he knocks over his chair and nearly Star and Cat and the tiny tea table too.

"Rob!" he shouts excitedly, definitely not in Pocket-talk, and Tim blinks down at him in bewilderment, trying to figure out if he just hallucinated hearing that or not. That was–that was so fast for a Pocket to have picked up their first non-Pocket word. Most Pockets don't even care to learn more than a handful of those, and certainly not so quickly. And Tim's not an expert on Pockets, obviously, but . . .

"Hm," Bruce says.

"You probably do need to name him pretty soon, if he's already latched onto your name this quick," Dick says, leaning forward a little bit to peer a little closer at Tim's Pocket. Tim's Pocket ignores him to grin delightedly up at Tim, which Tim feels very weird about. No one ignores Nightwing for him. Ever.

He guesses if anyone would, it'd be his Pocket, but still.

"That's not technically my name," he reminds Dick. Dick had it first, after all, and Jason had it too. Tim just . . .

He didn't even inherit it, really. It's not like Jason deliberately left it to him or anything. He doesn't even know what Jason would think of a Robin like him.

His Pocket scowls again.

"Rob!" he insists loudly, flying up into Tim's face so fast he nearly smacks into it. "Rob! Rob!"

"Tim," Tim corrects, although obviously his Pocket isn't going to pick up two words on his first day of existing, it's just–

". . . Tim?" his Pocket repeats uncertainly, his brow furrowing as he stares much too intently at Tim.

Tim has absolutely no excuse for how red his face turns.

"Hm," Bruce says again.

#tim drake #kon el #batfamily #timkon #the whole fic is Core Four polyam but this bit is Timkon so that's what we're tagging for lol #dc robin #superboy #rinfic #wip: a pocketful of kons

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watching-pictures-move · 3 months

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Put On Your Raincoats | Aunt Peg (Spinelli, 1980)

A Juliet Anderson star vehicle that makes a great case for her as a performer if you haven’t already been sold on her. Here she plays a movie producer who fucks and sucks her way through the day, sometimes even across time and cross cut with a different set of characters thanks to the power of flashbacks and editing. Thanks to movie magic, her libido knows no limits.

I understand this was actually a loop carrier, but it hangs together surprisingly well. There are a number of recognizable stars here, including:

A dorky, clean shaven Mike Horner as her assistant;

Jamie Gillis as an Italian director doing his Dracula accent;

Michael Morrison as her brother in law who she seduces on a vibrating chair (the sexiest piece of furniture after the waterbed) in a flashback;

Sharon Kane as her niece who has a Robin Williams poster in her room and who gets so turned on by this that she goes and fucks her boyfriend in the same flashback despite Anderson not being present, and at the end has sex with Anderson in the back of the limo in a scene that likely represents what everybody hoped On the Prowl would have been like (hot and heavy) instead of what it actually was (dudes awkwardly fumbling and unable to get it up while we only see their backs and Gillis mutters under his breath);

Serena, Seka and Billy Dee.

But this is very much Anderson’s picture, as the proceedings feel entirely powered by her presence and her character’s free, amoral pursuit of sex. Some of what she does is in taboo or otherwise ethically murky territory, and I can imagine a version of this movie that leaned into that darkness, but the sheer joy of Anderson’s presence keeps this a pretty light affair. To paraphrase the Madeline Bell theme song, she’s really a star.

Pornographically speaking, this does the whole cross-cutting between sex scenes thing, but it works better here than usual as the different scenes are allowed to play out long enough that their energy level isn’t defused when we switch. Plus it means that Anderson is never far from our hearts and minds, which is always a good thing. And while I don’t usually go into the gory details, I will note that this is the only Golden Age porno I can remember seeing that features footjobs in the action. Not a complaint, just an observation.

#film #movie review #put on your raincoats #aunt peg #anthony spinelli

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ginevrastilinski-ocs · 5 months

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New Glee OCs!

When I will I stop making Glee ocs? For sure not today. Most of these live on vibes only but whatever

Veronica "Ronnie" Nell - part of an all-girls band (lead singer); New direction Member; baby lesbian; socially awkward but really nice; Quinn Ship Her fc is Maya Hawke!

Susan Cole - part of the band (guitarist and second voice); Cheerio and New Direction Member; Her faceclaim is Vanessa Morgan!

Harper "Honey" Hayes - part of the band (drummer); not ND Member; called Honey but ain't sweet Her faceclaim is Sophie Thatcher!

Lula Delaney - part of the band (kayboard player); not ND Member; Her faceclaim is Saoise Ronan!

Audrey Clay - part of the band (bassist); not ND Member; into witchy vibes (you should see her room lmao I love her) Her faceclaim is Barbie Ferreira!

Connie Sanchez - future star; joins Glee in season 2 with Sam (but she's a Freshman!); basically just New Directions baby; basically no plot just vibes Her faceclaim is Madison Reyes!

Linda Berry - Rachel's half sister; named after Glinda from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz; totally a Diva; oblivious as hell (aka "this girl hates me/ we're total enemies" when the other is highkey in love with her) Her faceclaim is Victoria Justice!

Jennifer Glynn - "Beware The Quiet Ones" Trope Queen; doesn't know how to express feelings bc of shitty parents; angry face is her basic face (Is she angry all the time? No. Does she look like it? Absolutely); doesn't understand why the girl she likes hates her but she's sure she deserves it (no, you don't dear 🥺) Her faceclaim is Liz Gillies!

Melody Wells - Lyra's twin; Little Miss Sunshine; pure vibes Her faceclaim is Dove Cameron!

Lyra Wells - Melody's twin; Little Miss Badass; ready to kill you in any moment lol; just like her sister... pure vibes Her faceclaim is Dove Cameron!

Cosette Chamberlain - Actress; Rich Bitch Energy; her and Cooper briefly dated when they were in high school; still good friends; will eventually end up together again Her faceclaim is Tilly Keeper!

Chrissy Chamberlain - Blaine's best friend (due Cooper and Cosette); Crawford Country Day's student (at least at first); Hair of Gold, Heart of Gold until you piss her off (she can totally kick your ass so don't try it trust me) Her faceclaim is Peyton List!

Carina "Cara" Fabray - Quinn's "less popular and weird" sister; a sweetheart; lowkey acts dumb on purpose; wants to be a photographer; Rachel ship Her faceclaim is Aimee Lou Wood!

Kathleen Bao - Hopeless romantic; firmly believes bakery is a form of art; looks sweet, is sweet, still doesn't take anyone's shit; Artie ship Her faceclaim is Lana Condor!

Garreth Duke - English teacher; sigle father; also basically ND's honorary father; a bit man-child but would die for his honorary kids; Emma Pillsbury ship His faceclaim is Paul Rudd!

Ramona Solomon - Cheerio; McKinley's Queen Bee; lesbian princess who comes from a queer rich family; Quinn ship Her faceclaim is Sarah Jeffery!

Kipp Hudson - Finn's twin brother; silly loveable jock; mainly lives on vibes His faceclaim is Milo Manheim!

#greta's ocs madness era #new ocs #new faceclaim #new fc

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filmnoiress · 4 months

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favourite books you read this year? least favourite?

this got so long lol

favourites:

the blood of gods by conn iggulden: this author is very hit or miss for me but thankfully this was a hit! conn iggulden is never better than when he's writing about a sickly little guy <3 he takes historical liberties but he explains where and why in his author's note so i don't really have a problem with it

the facemaker by lindsay fitzharris: lindsay's back and covering even more fascinating surgical history! this time the story of dr harold gillies' groundbreaking work in wwi

the escape artists by neal bascomb: world war i! prison break! really well written! what more could i want!

also augustus by anthony everitt, agent josephine by damien lewis, the race for timbuktu by frank t kryza, moscow nights by nigel cliff, tommy douglas by vincent lam

romantic outlaws by charlotte gordon! such an incredible book i couldn't put it down. mary wollstonecraft and mary shelley were both such fascinating women. every single man in their lives was a demon

rick mcintyre's alpha wolves of yellowstone series: ahh what an incredible series. dynastic drama romance betrayal tragedy family grrm WISHES he could write anything as good as this saga. every single book made me cryyy😭favourites were probably the first two but they're all great

bonfire the chestnut gentleman by susan raby-dunne: i thought this was a really charming book told from the pov of a horse in the first world war, the horse basically has the voice of a stuffy old english gentleman which was so cute

no man's land by wendy moore: such a good book about a military hospital from the first world war (shocker) run entirely by women

through a window and in the shadow of man by jane goodall: i's jane goodall's chimps it's my entire life of course i was going to love these

armadale by wilkie collins: WOOO my man wilkie off the SHITS this book is WILD you know you're in for a wild ride when 35 pages in there are five characters with the exact same name

the confidence men by margalit fox: absolutely bonkers true story of two first world war pows who escape a turkish prison camp by pretending to b psychics. insane

shadow of a doubt by diane negra: really liked this analysis of the movie! i didn't agree with all of her arguments but

crossing hitler by benjamin carter hett: great biography of hans litten makes a great companion piece to babylon berlin

last train to memphis by peter guralnick: this really was an excellent first half of a biography. elvis' life moved so quickly and he became a star so young that it's kind of no wonder he basically lost his mind later on and it's only amazing he held it together as long as he did

dust by arthur slade: this one was for a younger audience but i think it holds up for adults! horror set on the canadian plains during the great depression! what more could i want!

the troop by nick cutter: this was sooo disgusting gooey wet body horror <3 loved it

edit: something wicked this way comes by ray bradbury how could i have forgotten this one! what a great companion piece to carnivale!

as many liars by douglas smith: absolutely insane true story of how the pc party of manitoba installed puppet candidates in several ridings to split the ndp vote in the 1995 provincial election! literally insane that i had never heard of this before. remember you can never trust the conservative party!

carnivale and the american grotesque: wonderful collection of essays about the show, great companion piece, you can really tell the authors love the show

the time traveller's guide to regency britain by ian mortimer: ahh what a lovely informative book. it really felt like the author was taking your hand and leading you on a guided tour of regency britain

wounded by emily mayhew: actually the last book i read that i loved this year, i'm doing this out of order, but yes i loved this! each chapter focuses on a different person on the journey of the wounded in the first world war at least for the british, starting at the front and ending in the hospital

flowers for algernon by daniel keyes: saving this book for last because no book has affected me like this yet. book of the year for me

least favourites:

the sleepwalkers and children of wrath by paul grossman: i was just so disappointed in these because i found both of these really well written in the beginning but by the third act they just go completely off the rails :( novels set in the weimar republic be good challenge

the great stink by clare clark: idk where to put this one. i really didn't think this was a good book and i didn't like how it was written but then there was a twist literally on the very last page that gagged me completely so idk.

the man who walked backward by ben montgomery: ugh i had so many problems with this book and its subject don't get me started. actually do the title and intro make it seem like our subject is a sort of quirky but lovable idiosyncratic person who took a different approach to surviving the great depression and it made all the difference :) when the book makes clear he literally just decided to abandon his wife and kids-as the sole breadwinner of the family-in the middle of the great depression to go walk around backwards??? we read about his wife sending him letters on the road begging him to send money back to his family but he never did and his response was always to chide her for not thinking of his expenses and how hard he's working...but he was looking for advertising for his reverse walking stunt the entire time so clearly he was hoping for money from this. you couldn't have sent any back to your family? then it turns out he might have been smuggling drugs the entire time???

the devil's playground by craig russell: mr russell i loved your last book what is this. this wasn't scary, the characters were flat, iou could see the twist coming a mile away (compare that to the devil aspect when i had NO idea it was coming), and such a waste of a great setting (1920s hollywood silent horror film set!!!)

1794 by niklas natt och dag: listen i remember how gross and indulgent and misanthropic the first book was. but this book is so ridiculously over the top about it (like that female character who literally exists just to be tortured b the author). and at least the first book was about a compelling case and had Thee character in cecil winge. no one is comparing in this one. such a disappointing sequel

the wasteland b w. scott poole: ugh. this book has such an awesome premise (exploring how wwi influenced horror cinema!) but it's so bad. the author has the weirdest gaps in his research, each chapter is supposed to be about its own subject but they all blend together, and as much as he reiterates his thesis statement on literally every single page he never actually delves into what that statement means or is clear on what the thesis is! are you saying the first world war influenced horror films just in the decades immediately following it or all horror to come? but actually i'm not too mad at this book bc reading it was frustrating but it also just became a very productive exercise on what not to do. i absolutely could have done better

the house of whispers by laura purcell: another disappointing follow up to the silent companions from purcell. this wasn't scar, there was no dread, it was so slow, so many random aspects that never came together, unlikable characters. smh

shadows on the mountain by erin hunter: me when i read a book by the warrior cats lady and she does her weird warrior cats thing: :O no one @ me ik this is for kids i just wanted to read a novel about apes :( there's no need to add all this weird mythology literally the animal behaviour is mythology enough

#asks

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What was your first favorite musical?

Or The musical that made you fall in love with musicals?

ohhh my goodness <3

My first musical was kind of wizard of Oz, like it was my favorite movie. The first I saw on broadway was Hairspray when I was about 7. The first I was in was Annie! Wicked really lit something on fire in me and I remember seeing it on Broadway many many moons ago, an then saw it 5 or so times on Tour. I also LOVED the Musical 13, Ariana Grande and Elizabeth Gillies were in it, and if I had to like pinpoint when I became a musical girl it was back then. I even convinced my MS director to do it one year specifically so I could be Lucy. That probably spiraled me into it, when I was in 7th grade noone could convince me I wasnt going to be a star, Thats also the glee influence!

Today though Hadestown has had my heart for like 4 years and I've been in DEEP.

<3 thank you friend!

#thank you thank you

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rhetoricandlogic · 9 months

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Yumi and The Nightmare Painter - Brandon Sanderson

So, the third Sanderson book. Book 1 was a dud, Book 2 was so-so. How would I find Book 3?

I found Book 3 VERY much an improvement and my favorite of the three books released so far. You thought the romance angle in Tress was good? Compare that book to this and you'll laugh. Brandon apparently was told by his wife that his books need more romance. And, as an author who doesn't really dabble in it - it DOES show. However, he is leaps and bounds better at it here than in Tress.

For people who liked Tress you might not like this. Since it is a different type of romance. Sanderson references a story he read in college about two passangers on a train who share he same room but at different times and they fall in love with one another without really spending time with on another. It's funny, it reminded me of the screenplay Betty Schaefer and Joe Gillis are writing about in Sunset Boulevard - two people who share the same room, sleep in the same bed during different times - he works nights, she works mornings, and they fall in love.

Brandon was also inspired by anime, manga, and Final Fantasy. Which clearly shows in this book. The setting of the world and the characters in it are poc inspired (Korean/Japanese/Chinese), there is reference to noodles / chopsticks, tabook, painting that has a non-western aspect, and other things here and there. But I felt that it was handled nicely - but non white readers can go into that more.

The plot is basically two people seemingly from different worlds are linked and must solve their issues by working together under duress. [ Body swap stories are a thing I've been picking up in Chinese and Korean dramas. They're usually done for humor aspect, but it always ends up with the characters learning to respect one another which leads to them falling in love. That was like this book, the character would get tired and the male became the female while her spirit / essence could be seen by the female and everyone who looked at the male saw the female character, except the female character who saw the male. The female became the male literally and it was explained that she was legit changing his body type every time it happened. (hide spoiler)]

While Hoid is the narrator of this book, I found him not as annoying. He popped up here and there and his storytelling was a lot more muted than it was in Tress. In Tress I felt that Brandon was trying to hard to emulate the Grandfather in The Princess Bride by giving him side commentary / witty remarks. The remarks weren't as plentiful and they didn't detract from the story, so I felt I was really reading the Hoid from the Cosmere novels. There is also the presence of another character who we met at one point in the Stormlight books but I won't spoil it. I had to smile when they showed up! There are also tiny references to the Stormlight books but it is not important to read them to get them, just little easter eggs.

The reason I rate it down a star is the friends / associates of Painter's. I felt them to be weak or didn't really add to the story. And the end when they were needed they were just THERE are a plot device and not much else. It could have used more depth. I could also say the romance could be a tad bit more blatant, but what I got - again - was better than Tress. The theme of the book were two people learning to love themselves before the learned to love others and appreciate who they were and what they could give. There was a lot of healing and good discussions / inner monologues regarding grief, hurt, rejection, purpose, and love.

I'm really excited on getting the physical kickstarter copy of the book due to the gorgeous art / pictures done. I loved them and felt they brought the book to life. And even better the artist was Aliya Chen - go check her work out if you haven't seen it yet. Aliya Chen. I sadly don't think that non kickstarter fans who didn't subscribe / put down cash will get them in the mass market paperback, but maybe they'll get her work on the cover?

To be honest, Brandon did say that this book and the last were two Cosmere heavy books and I believe that will be why I'll enjoy them more. But we shall see. All in all, I really enjoyed this book and I can't wait for my box to arrive!

#Brandon Sanderson #SSP3 #SSP #Yumi and The Nightmare Painter #mahreviews #long post

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Favourite Date Spots of my ocs

Leroy: Arcade, Sushi restaurant, Cafe, lazer tag, if you are also into his hobby anime cons Henry: Fancy ass restaurants, Expensive parties, Beach dates, Renting out places, Mellow: Forrest walks, Cafes, his room, likely a less crowded place Carol: Study dates, Nature strolls, swimming, Resting in flower fields, small city trips, Brid: forrest strolls, build a bear, introducing her to new things Odel: Crystal caves, old castles, comfy antique baths, Lyla: Night escapades, small clubs, chilling in her Lab, City at night Camilla: Rose fields, ball rooms, Hiking, Bengal: Horror movie marathons or cinema, Nights in the woods, days working out, scary places or comfy places Eiji: Catacombs, Cemeteries, Halloween themed places, goth castles Kumo: Star themed places, Planetariums, desert walks, Stargazing in nature, Fuan: He wouldn't even think he get that far... maybe a potion shop, a sea trip? Naomi: Light shows or fire works, Shopping, concerts, swimming and diving Bolt: Concerts, Neon light places, Lazer tag, amusment parcs Grey: Book stores, pencil stores, wacky clothing stores, comic stores, Bianca: anywhere where its fun and not boring :) Eve: You could take him almost everywhere he likes learning new things Barry: Fancy restaurants or dates, Showing off at games or flexing his money, cinema, comic stores and conventions Francine: Shopping or small restaurants, ice skating, Winter sports Gilly: Music stores, Coffee shops, Clubs to dance in, a swing with their net date, Osyron: Showing you incredible spots he knew from the past, strolls, hot springs baths, Cultural ruins, Lydia: Training together, Fighting together, hot springs, Volcanos, Saneria: Getting her stuff, Showing her new fun things, mainly you have to impress her she won't give you ideas herself, you have to figure out or suffer Lennox: Sea and beach dates, underwater dates, nightly water cave dates, Fabio: Forrest field walks, much in nature, planting things or collecting fruit, tending to chocobos together, Ione: Calm and peaceful dates, sometimes sparring, she is unsure about dating so help her a little on picking things Agni: Volcanos to Saunas, he loves hot places, deserts too, as long as its not circus please Zariyah: Motorcycle rides, Amusement parks, beaches, sword training, jungle trips, just adventures Izar: drinking at a bar, shady venues, abandoned houses, night walks among fancy parties, Louis: Picnics, tea parties, Castle walks, gardening with his veggies, cooking dates Yuzuha: He will more appeal to you taste but he can be your host, go to restaurants or karaoke, read and discuss together, and more Kaeru: Fishing, dates on a boat, swimming and beach dates, actually lots of water related dates Kuze: telling stories over food, sparring, walks through melancholic places, Yasuno: Walks through the green House, neon clubs, Sparring Joel: He is fine with a lot but he would take you to art galleries, street artists and unique shops Serena: she travels all the time, imagine visiting a fancy town each day Elvira: You mostly find her in church and probably need to help her picking something Phobetor: He doesn't really care... in his eyes he has no right to say but... he would adore a cat cafe,

Flynn: Fancy places, Night sky's and escapades, movie scene like locations Nanoya: A walk at the shrine, midnight moon light, Asian restaurants Rubina: Cinema, Cafes, nightly walks Peko: Very cutesy cafes, amusement parcs, you can often take her to childish places Emma: Training with her in the gym, getting food, staying at her room being close Gregory: Has a hideout to chill at and play games, odd clubs and places, big party person but his disguise is not the best so be wary Tyler: Coffee and reading dates, helping him with work, strolls Rachel: Um if you wanna die Gabrielle: fighting in the courtyard, flying in her dragon form around, castle walks, chess dates or dnd Tesadelle: Chilling under the tree, nap together, tea parties Aiden: Making you food, Forrest walks, going to other restaurants, Media: collecting fruits, making things together, Tenera: enjoying food and rest, if you wanna play tennis with her Sindren: hero movies, parcours, walking around and strolling , sports Mythra: Parties, clubs, Showing off her outfits to you, fancy places Feena: ummm…. Dragiselle: Playing her model, showing you the animals, better you take charge if you two wanna go outside. Inessa: Ice skating, walks through snow, ice cream venues, waterfalls, Taron: Arcades, tech areas, playing things together

Tiam: Watch him scream in Panic not knowing what to propose Kayne: He serves, he goes any where you wanna go but, on itself he will make you a nice meal Quora: Watching sports games, Eating fastfood, doing sports, just comfy hugs or being close Kome: Many luck games or chess, book store, Ame: Clubs, very open social places, cinema, cemeterys, Emil: hard to know he would follow you.. but he likely would enjoy buying some things for what he makes or cute aesthetic places Vanessa: Parties, Wineries, restaurants, fancy venues, Macie: Electronic shops, Pet shops, walks through the city April: Casino nights, playing games, strolling through gardens, Julian: Dancing together, clubs, just anywhere he can flirt well with you Taylin: She can't see much so rather you lead the way, she likes getting tea though Eikichi: watching street artists, showing of experiments, hoverboard rides, going through cities Alioth: Stargazing, concerts, just places where he actually doesn't have to shrink down so outdoorsy Beelby: He knows some fancy places, bars, doesn't mind some outdoor activities too Zyan: Aesthetically pleasing places, far away from water, neon clubs, lazer tag Paula: cute diners, rollerblading, shopping, hanging in retro places Brenda: as expensive as you can, go as fancy as you can, Jin-Lou: Ramen shops, bars, fighting clubs and mma shows, chinatowns, mountains Sylva: beach, boat, fancy parties, golden places, anything extravagant

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland ocs #disney twst #twst #twst ocs #twistedwonderland #twistedwonderlandoc

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