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illiterateaffairs · 11 months
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DISTRACTIONS SCENE BETWEEN | STAY LIKE THIS FOREVER
pairing: jamie tartt x f!reader (ted lasso)
rating: T
word count: 1,190
summary: the first time you spend the night at jamie’s place. this takes place between chapters three and four of distractions. 
A/N: here is the first missing scene from distractions! sorry this is posted so late but it’s still monday for me! i plan on doing a few of these here and there, and will be posting another for ted day tomorrow. please let me know if there are any other moments, either mentioned or implied, you’d like to see from distractions! because i had a busy memorial day weekend, i haven’t had the chance to get chapter seven of distractions in a perfect place, so want to make sure you guys have some small things to hold you over. chapter seven should be out friday!
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There were a lot of things that brought you to Jamie’s door that night. 
One was homesickness. You had made the mistake of going on Facebook - a mistake in and of itself - and happened upon pictures of your extended family at a get-together for God knows what. It really didn’t matter. It was just a reminder of what you were missing, even before moving to another continent. You could count on one hand the number of times you got to go home to see your dads in the last few years, and lately it's been hitting you harder how much you missed them.
The second was also Facebook's fault. As you continued scrolling through the app in a depressed haze, you’d happened upon a post from Mason’s mom. God you really needed to unfriend him and his whole family. She had posted pictures of their family; Mason and Chloe included. Without even thinking, you’d clicked on Mason’s profile and saw his updated status.
In a relationship.
He and Chloe were Facebook official. 
While this didn’t surprise you, it still didn’t make you feel good. It was embarrassing the hold he still had on you, even though you’ve long since realized you deserved better than him. It just wasn’t fair that he got to flaunt his perfect, new relationship even though he fucked up and cheated. Eventually, you knew you’d stop caring, but right now all you needed was to get your mind off of your ex and his new girlfriend immediately. 
The third reason you came to see Jamie was a bit more complicated, and you didn’t even fully understand it. The reason being that you just really wanted to see him. You chalked it up to being lonely and horny, and didn’t dwell on the swirling feelings any longer than you should’ve. 
You knocked on his door around 10PM. You were worried he might already be asleep, or out training with Roy. You felt more relieved than you should when you heard the pads of his feet approach the front door. When he opened it, his first reaction was one of surprise, before his expression became pleased. He barely had time to formulate a greeting when your lips were on his. Jamie didn’t need instructions. He immediately hoisted you into his arms and carried you to his room. 
While you were used to Jamie’s generosity in bed, he was extra giving that night. You’d quickly learned it was because he’d sensed your tension. After round three or four - you couldn’t keep track - you and Jamie were laying side by side. He’d slowly turned to face you, and pulled his sheets up to cover you both. He gently thumbed your chin, coaxing you to face him as well. 
“Are you alright?” he’d asked softly. 
“Why wouldn’t I be?” 
Jamie shrugged, “You’re quieter than usual.”
You chuckled, “What? I wasn’t loud enough for you before?”
He rolled his eyes, but smirked slightly, “No, I mean, you’re usually more talkative.”
“Are you saying I talk too much?”
You realized his hand was still making contact with your face when he reached down to lightly pinch your shoulder, “Stop it. I like when you talk, but you’ve barely said a word since you’ve been here. And while I definitely do not mind the surprise visit, you’ve never come to my place before. Just wondering if something happened.”
You sighed, no longer able to meet his eye. “It’s really nothing. Was just feeling off today.”
Jamie hummed, “Do you want to talk about it?”
“I don’t think so,” you shook your head, “Not right now.” 
“Okay. Do you want to talk about anything?”
“Hmm,” you basked in his attention and the way he was playing with your hair for a second, “What did you want to be when you grew up?”
“What?” Jamie let out a confused laugh. 
“You know, like when you were a kid, did you always want to be a football player, or did you want to be something else?”
“Huh,” Jamie thought for a beat, “I feel like I don’t remember a time when I didn’t want to be a footballer. After my mom got me into it, I never looked back.”
“That doesn’t surprise me,” you mused.
“What about you?” he asked after a few seconds. 
“I think in kindergarten I wanted to be a ballerina because I watched Barbie Swan Lake.”
“Of course.”
“And then when I was 9 or 10 I wanted to be a meteorologist. Or no, a storm chaser!” 
Jamie laughed loudly, “What? Why?”
“I don’t know. I watched the Wizard of Oz and thought tornadoes were cool as hell.”
“I think that’s the opposite of what you’re supposed to think.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not like other girls,” you both laughed. “But then in middle school, I took my first creative writing class and I was hooked. I felt like I could write forever.” 
“Is that what you did before you came here?” he questioned.
“Sort of. I wrote for an advertising agency, but I wasn’t passionate about it. What I really want to do is be an author,” you admitted quietly.
“Yeah? That’d be so cool.” Jamie whispered, still twisting your hair between his fingers. 
“I think so, too,” you smiled a bit, “But I just haven’t had any inspiration lately.”
Jamie nodded, “Well I bet when you do start writing again, it’ll be great.”
“How would you know? You’ve never read my writing.”
“I just know.” After another few beats of silence, he continues even quieter, “Would you ever let me read something of yours, when you do?”
You studied him through your lashes, before giving him a tiny smile of your own. “Maybe,” you respond coyly. “You have to promise to lie to me and tell me you love it even if you hate it, though.”
Jamie huffs, “I doubt that’ll happen, but I promise.” 
“Thank you.”
You and Jamie kept chatting for a few more minutes before your eyelids grew heavy. As you drifted off, you note how comfortable and at ease you feel with Jamie. Whether it's when you’re hooking up, or just enjoying each other’s company, you feel nice and safe. It was a new feeling, and you didn’t know what it meant, especially when you were half asleep, but you liked it. 
The two of you slept soundly, wrapped up in one another, until around 4AM when you heard pounding coming from the front door. Without opening your eyes, you groan as you feel Jamie pull himself out of bed and out of your arms. 
“I’m sorry, it’s Roy,” he whispered, “I’ve got to get to training.” 
You let out another noise of protest and Jamie chuckled quietly. 
“Next time we stay at my place where Roy can’t find us,” you mumbled tiredly.
“Sounds good to me.”
You barely registered what must have been Jamie kissing your cheek before you’re falling back asleep. 
You were fully out again as Jamie quickly and quietly got ready. Before he jogged downstairs to meet Roy, he indulged himself with one last lingering look at your sleeping form. 
God, you were cute.
A/N: once again, please let me know what you think!! and if there are any other missing scenes you’d like to see! <3 p.s. anyone who asked to be on the taglist today/yesterday I will make sure you’re included in my post tomorrow!
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months
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Bros before Ho(oh my god is that Hanguang-Jun?)
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americankimchi · 1 month
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god i wish they hadn't retconned maul's death. i get wanting to explore more of his character because he was, objectively, one of the coolest star wars characters to ever hit the big screen and didn't get much screentime prior to his death, but also his role was fulfilled perfectly within those constraints so i wasn't too upset by it.
but by retconning it and making it so he never died it's like. okay. what now? the whole point (well, to me, ymmv of course) of the theed generator fight was that it was the first ever fight between the jedi and the sith in thousands of years, and that in the end even though the jedi (obi-wan) won the fight, a jedi (qui-gon) and a sith (maul) still died. a master and an apprentice dying together to herald the start of a new age/the return of the sith. perfectly paralleling the way in rotj a master (palps) and an apprentice (anakin/vader) died together to herald the return of the jedi. in both instances, a father figure (qui-gon/vader) dies in the arms of their son (obi-wan/luke) as a sith (palps/maul) is cast down into the abyss to their deaths. (palps being alive in the ST and retconning his death in rotj is also annoying for this reason)
i mean i like maul. don't get me wrong. he's an incredibly compelling character and i enjoy seeing more of him... but there's always the thought hovering in my mind like "he should be dead though. he should 100% be dead. this wouldn't be happening if he was dead, but i honestly would rather it not if it meant that maul was dead."
like the tpm fight just doesn't hit the same knowing that canonically he's just. going to become a robot octopus at some point. (shoutout to palps becoming sith glados in the ST) it cheapens the moment for me. it was supposed to be a moment of triumph marred by the deep and soul-crushing loss of a loved one and it's just... not, anymore. or at least not to the same extent. AUGH i'm just. frustrated. wish star wars as a whole wasn't constantly reframing/retconning what's been established. just puts a bad taste in my mouth.
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thatgirl4815 · 8 months
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The 25th hour, also known as the hour of new beginnings AND chaos and destruction 🫠🥲
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wibble-wobbegong · 1 year
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mmmm not to be a blubbery little bitch or anything but “my life started that day i found you in the woods” being the thing mike jumps to to try and convince el that he genuinely loves her is because that’s what he did with will in s2 and it worked even though mike was holding back his deepest feelings. he’s lying in both scenes by pretending he loves will and el in different ways than he actually does
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Day 24 of @remadoramicrofics - Sneak
Remus found it incredibly hard to concentrate on Mad-eye’s lecture on going undercover with Nymphadora Tonks’s hand tracing filigree patterns on his thigh. It had all started innocently enough, really; she used to sit across from him and he had found it hard enough not to stare at her during meetings, the way she pinched her teeth between her tongue when she was focused or would start morphing her nose or her hair when she grew bored. Then, one meeting she had slid her foot between his. Remus had promptly jerked his feet back under his chair, but she had simply followed him, allowing her feet to rest on top of his as if she were pinning him in place. 
At the next meeting, she was next to him. Remus thought the arrangement might work better; he wasn’t able to see her and there would be no impromptu games of footsie. Things never seemed to go that easy for him, though; halfway through the meeting, he had felt her foot brush up his calf. He figured it was a mistake and tucked himself tighter into his seat, but a moment later, she repeated the gesture.
He never asked her about the touches – wasn’t sure which answer would scare him more – but they continued through meetings and missions alike. It was one one of those missions, where she had been tucked under the invisibility cloak with him, thighs pressed together, where they’d had the first of many conversations.
It was becoming clear that tonight’s stakeout was a waste and Tonks was letting the conversation wander. Eventually, she began asking about Sirius and, in a more roundabout way, James and Lily. She had learned early on that neither Remus nor Sirius would discuss Peter. She had leaned even farther into him. “He’s still handsome, isn’t he, even after Azkaban?”
Remus had laughed softly. Of course she had fallen for his charm – Remus still wasn’t entirely sure how he managed to keep it after so long in Azkaban. “Your mother would have his head, you know.”
“Hm?” she looked at him.
“If Sirius ever so much as looked at you.”
“I’m not –”
Remus clarified, “He always got the women. James was smitten with Lily for years and I…well, Sirius almost never had an empty arm, back in school, I mean.”
Tonks had huffed at him. “You’d know perfectly well who I’ve fallen for, if you weren’t too busy feeling sorry for yourself to notice.”
Remus had looked at her, pink-faced and with an undeniably angry spark in her eyes. His stomach had twisted with elation, but he quickly squashed it down. “Nymphadora…We should get back and handle the report,” he said, promptly standing up and taking her hand before apparating them back to the library of Grimmauld Place.
And then, of course, he had put a stop to the missions – opting for the most dangerous ones, the ones no one else would take. Then Sirius was gone and Remus had moved out to the camp. Nymphadora had tried desperately to change his mind, but Dumbledore wanted a spy and there he was... ready-made. The camp had been miserable. He wasn’t complaining; it was necessary to work and who could do it better than him? But there was endless mistrust and harshness in the camp that made him feel rather useless. 
Often, he’d spend nights there with his mind stuck on Nymphadora and the meetings and the missions and the private evenings that she’d let Sirius regale her with their stories from school. The nights turned into weeks which turned into months before he was summoned by a hasty patronus to return to Hogwarts. There, he had found Arthur and Molly crowding around their oldest son. Thankfully, Bill would not fully suffer the curse. Remus’s curse, however, was far from the back of his mind as Nymphadora, no longer bright and pink, shook his robes in a white-knuckled grip.
“You see!" she said in a strained voice, glaring at him. "She still wants to marry him, even though he's been bitten! She doesn't care!"
"It's different," he argued, feeling like an elastic stretched too far. "Bill will not be a full werewolf. The cases are completely-"
"But I don't care either, I don't care!" said Nymphadora, seizing the front of his robes and shaking them. "I've told you a million times...."
"And I've told you a million times," he whispered, refusing to meet her eyes, staring at the floor, "that I am too old for you, too poor....too dangerous...."
"I've said all along you're taking a ridiculous line on this, Remus," Molly had chided over Fleur's shoulder as she patted her on the back.
"I am not being ridiculous," he responded. "Tonks deserves somebody young and whole."
"But she wants you," Arthur told him with a small smile. "And after all, Remus, young and whole men do not necessarily remain so." He gestured sadly at his son, lying between them.
"This is....not the moment to discuss it," he tried. Now, of all times, to barely have a leg to stand on. "Dumbledore is dead...."
Now, mere months later, she rarely kept her hands off of him. That’s how he found himself struggling to pay attention to the meeting between her tireless hands and her intoxicating perfume. 
He nearly jumped as he felt her hand move up to his shoulder. “Want to sneak off?” she whispered in his ear when he leaned towards her.
“Yes,” he breathed, but placed a hand firmly on her knee, “but we have a meeting to finish, Nymphadora.” As he spoke, he let his pinky finger slip up under the hem of her skirt before quickly retracting his hand and sitting a little straighter in his seat.
Out of the corner of his eye, she tensed and sputtered for just a moment. He grinned, knowing he’d gotten one up on her. Then, her hand was back on his thigh and he prayed Moody would hurry up.
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flanasmythes · 1 year
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I was just watching a few scenes from the earlier episodes, and Tul is... supposedly smart? A strategic mind? Which makes it so much funnier to me that Tul is a straight up pining dumbass around Waan.
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koskela-knights · 4 months
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Feeling feisty today. Might finally finish that Jaakko x Reader smut today 😳👀
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hauntingblue · 4 days
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Yabushige count your fucking days. I am so mad
#the fucking flash forward. insane#toranaga in the fucking forest... ALL YOU HAVE LEFT IS THAT FUCKING EAGLE!!!!! NO SON NO FRIENDS!!!!#ishido blaming toranaga...... you should seppuku yourself...... shameless....#so all out war now??? no toranaga invasion???? mmm.....#yabushige has lost it.... all that for nothing... oof#oshiba and her kid finishing marikoa poem..... i think i huave covid#HIS SHIP??????#toranaga did this to keep him here knowing he wont stay now that mariko is dead.... i know it#the christians???? mariko???? to keep him here too??#omg fuji.........#toranagas baby is so big ajdhaksj 'i have more sons thanks to you' hello????#OSHIBA TURNED!!! ISHIDO ITS SO OVER!!!!#NO!!! LEAVE FUJI ALONE LET HER BECOME A NUN!!! ANJIN YOU ARE ON THIN ICE#toranaga is sucha bad bitch#i feel like anjin really felt ashamed about his first intent to arrive to japan and that mixed with marikos death... he said fuck it#and then toranaga turns it around and says nah... I am using YOU!! get your pussy up!! get your ships up!!!#'que la muerte le sea leve' thats what me and my friends say when we say goodbye to go to class ajshajanaakak i love this guy#favourite secondary character#this shot is so pretty... with the tree and the sea... the framing....#SEE how toranaga burned his ship!!!! bc he wants to keep him!!! thats his foreign pet!!#he makes him laugh and distracts his enemies ajdhajdjsj.... his jester...#beef squashed with my girlfriends husband 🤝🏻 now we hold respect for each other#that was so good#i said yabushige better count his days and here we are....#i post about someone and they die. 3/3 sobfar#if i reach far enough shogun is about a daimyo and the psychosexual relationship between him and his foreign pet...#he makes me laugh... and the last scene is the anjin laughing while looking at him... okay.....#talking tag#watching shogun#also!!! toranaga wanting to be shogun!!! this man is so complex!!! i hate him!!!
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illiterateaffairs · 11 months
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DISTRACTIONS SCENE BETWEEN | LET’S JUST PLAY PRETEND
pairing: jamie tartt x f!reader (ted lasso)
rating: T
word count: 1,403
summary: you and jamie bond over board games. takes place between chapters four and five of distractions.
A/N: missing scene number two is here! and happy ted finale day :( everyone please feel free to message me about the show after you watch. have a feeling we’re going to need to cope together <3 distractions official next chapter will be out friday for us all to disassociate with and keep the show alive! when distractions the series becomes our distraction >>>>>
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When you asked Jamie to grab a sweatshirt from your closet, there were a million things he could have fixated on. 
He could have teased you for your Grey’s Anatomy Grey Sloan Memorial tee-shirt. 
He also could have questioned why you had hoarded a few of his own pieces of clothing - you were thankful he didn’t notice those. 
If he really snooped around, he could have also found old journals full of short stories, poems, and notes you had jotted down once upon a time. 
But no, what he found the most exciting you would have never expected. 
After hearing some suspicious shifting, followed by a thump and quiet yelp, Jamie called out to you. 
“You have Monopoly?” 
You barely processed what he said as he bounded back into the living room and enthusiastically showed off the board game. 
“Oh, yeah?” you looked up from the couch with eyes pinched in confusion. 
“We have to play,” he declared, already moving things off of your coffee table to make room. 
“I thought we were going to order dinner?” you asked, though an amused smile played at your lips. 
Jamie shrugged, as he knelt down on the floor and started taking out the game components, “We could just have some snacks while we play? Whatever you have here is probably good.” After a second, he paused and looked up at you with big eyes, “Unless you don’t want to play, because we don’t have to.”
“No!” you’re quick to console, and you’re not even sure why, “No, let’s play! I can throw some sort of appetizer in the oven and grab chips. Let's do it.” 
“Cool,” Jamie smiled. You got up as he sorted the Monopoly money before dropping it suddenly, “Shit.”
From the kitchen doorway, you curiously watched him jump over your couch and jog back to your room, only to return moments later with the sweatshirt you originally asked for.
“M’lady,” he mock-bowed and presented it to you.
You snorted but thanked him appreciatively.
Forty-five minutes later, you were knee deep in a game of Monopoly, and even deeper in the bag of Pizza Rolls you’d smuggled over from America. While it wasn’t uncommon for you and Jamie to hang out fully-clothed as of late, this night felt different. It felt casual. Simple. Domestic. And none of it was doing anything to help those pesky little feelings you were starting to develop for him.
Jamie had put on music while the two of you waited for the Pizza Rolls to heat up, and you two sang horribly off-key to Alanis Morrissette. And then when you two sat down to play the game, Jamie made himself right at home on the floor. He immediately called playing as the Car piece, and you happily chose the Thimble. He also explained that in the U.K. they have a London version of the game, so he was excited to play with the American version. 
You played peacefully, intermittently exchanging little pieces of small-talk. Though, it was hard to concentrate since you found how much he enjoyed the game so adorably endearing. 
“I’ve got to say, I would have never seen you as a board game kind of guy,” you eventually mused aloud. 
You noticed a slight redness in Jamie’s cheeks, as he looked thoughtfully at the Monopoly board instead of at you. 
“Dunno,” he shrugged, “I find them comforting I guess. My mum and I used to play stuff like Monopoly and Clue all the time when I was a kid.”
You smiled at this little nugget of information about his childhood. “I feel the same way. My dads are board game fiends. We’d have family game night every Friday.”
Jamie’s brow quirked and he looked back over to you. “Dads?”
You nodded, “Mhmm. Two dads. They adopted me when I was a kid. In fact, as a welcome home gift, they actually bought me Monopoly, but it was the Disney Princess version. They upgraded me to this one when I went off to college.”
Jamie smiled, “That’s nice. What do they think of you being all the way over here? They’re in Chicago, right?”
You bit your cheek a little. Telling him you’re actually from Kansas, just like Ted, might be a little too specific to pull off as a coincidence. Instead of lying, you bypassed the question all together, and focused on his first.
“I think they’re happy I’m trying something new, and that I’m doing something for myself. They don’t know most of the story about why Mason and I broke up because I do not need them to worry, but I think they know it's better that we’re not together. I think they probably wish I lived closer, but if I’m happy they’re happy.”
“And are you?” Jamie asked softly, “Happy, I mean?”
You thought about it for a second, but it wasn’t a hard thing to answer. You had never been surrounded by more loving and kind people, and never had a job this exciting. You’re also reluctant to admit that you’ve never been around a boy who makes your stomach flip like Jamie does, but it was true.
“Yes,” you finally said, “I’m very happy here.”
Jamie nodded, his own small smile forming. 
“I think part of me feels guilty though,” you found yourself admitting, “The whole time I was in Chicago, I hardly saw them. I spent a lot of Christmases and Thanksgivings with Mason and his family, because he insisted. I’d make time for them occasionally on my own, but it was hard with my old job. I didn’t really think about being even further away after taking this job. And leave it to them to be more than understanding, and volunteer to come here next time they have the chance. I feel like I don’t deserve them.”
Jamie shook his head, “Don’t say that. Your dads clearly love you. And you definitely deserve it.” He sighed lightly before continuing, “I think it's nice they’re so supportive. My dad…he’s not…”
As you watched Jamie struggle to articulate his thoughts, you didn’t hesitate to take his hand in yours and give it a squeeze. It wasn’t the first time he’d made reference to his dad, but it was usually a sarcastic comment, nothing of depth.
“Jamie,” you interrupted softly, “You don’t have to talk about him if you don’t want to.”
“I know,” he nodded, staring at your intertwined fingers, “He’s just…not the best person. It’s a long story, but we haven’t really talked in almost a year now. And I feel guilty about that sometimes, myself, but I think it's probably for the best. At least for now. But your dads sound amazing, and they’re probably so proud of you for coming out here and trying something new. So I wouldn’t worry about letting them down. I mean, I can’t see how you’d let anyone down, so…” He trailed off quietly.
You smiled and gave his hand an extra tight squeeze. “Thank you, Jamie. And even though you never have to, you can always talk to me about anything with your dad if you ever need to,” he nods, still staring at your hands, “...and I’m sorry if talking about my dads made you feel uncomfortable, I don’t..”
“No, no.” Jamie quickly reassured, turning to face you again, “I promise you, it didn’t. I liked hearing about your dads. Like I said, they seem great.” He gave you another small smile, before continuing, “Maybe we can start doing something like Friday Game Nights? I feel like the team would love it. Beard and Ted too, and we can drag Roy along. I’d pay money to see that guy play charades.”
You giggled. You also tried not to show how touched you were at the offer. Images of Ted at family game nights growing up flash through your head, and you’re sure he’d love a piece of home here, too. 
“I think that sounds perfect.” You gave his hand one last squeeze before reluctantly pulling away, and picking up the dice, “Alright, my turn right?”
Jamie nodded and shook off any remaining anxious energy. As you took your turn, Jamie cleared his throat, “I also saw Jenga in your closet, can we play that next?”
You laughed, “If you’re okay seeing me lose my shit every time I inevitably knock everything over, then sure.”
Jamie grins, “I can’t wait.”
A/N: let me know what missing scenes you’d like to see next! and don’t hesitate to let me know how y’all are doing after watching ted!!!
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magniloquent-raven · 6 months
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jim is aromantic, i've decided
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adoras-jacket · 11 months
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Yk there’s nothing I hate more that telling someone let’s watch something and all the time they’re one their phone distracted with smth else
Like I wanna spend time with you
It’s something we both like and you’re not even paying attention??! And then you’re asking me questions??? God no
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rhyme-thinks-stuff · 1 month
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I'm kind of surprised by how much I've been enjoying the epilogues of Homestuck, since they seem to be kinda controversial in the fandom. But I've mostly been having a great time with them, there's been a greater density of giggling and kicking my feet while reading them than most of the comic itself (and also a greater density of groaning and facepalming, mostly in a positive way). Not sure what that says about me tbh
I've currently finished candy and have I think 16 chapters left of meat. I was kind of expecting them to be darker than they are, that's another thing that surprised me. I haven't run into much that was really hard for me to read through. Guess I might have a higher tolerance for that sort of story than I thought.
But I especially like the stuff going on with he narrators in meat, the things going on with Roxy's gender in both timelines, the messy relationship between Jade Dave and Karkat, and the messed up relationship between Rose and Dirk. Oh also Terezi and John I've loved every scene between the two of them so far.
Also there's been some really great jokes throughout!
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fideidefenswhore · 7 months
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#TheTudorsWeek2023, by @thetudorsgifs | Day 1: Best Episode(s)
Episode 2x02: Tears of Blood: Henry continues undermining the Catholic Church's influence in England, while his chaplain makes a fact-finding tour of Lutheran Germany; Anne resolves to consummate her relationship with the king as Brandon plants doubts about her virtue.
Episode 2x03: Checkmate: His patience at an end, Henry marries Anne in secret, appoints his Lutheran chaplain Thomas Cranmer the head of the Church, and strips Queen Katherine of her title and status; the king and new queen's first child is born, a girl christened Elizabeth.
Episode 2x10: Destiny and Fortune: In the Season 2 finale, Anne awaits execution in the Tower of London as Henry's marriage to her is annulled, baby Elizabeth is removed from the line of succession, and Henry proposes to Jane Seymour, who accepts.
Episode 3x05: Problems in the Reformation: Henry remains in seclusion while mourning the queen's death, an opportunity that enemies of the crown seize to murder several friends of the court; Cromwell is disturbed when Henry doesn't resist his new church's similarities to Catholicism.
Episode 3x09: The Undoing of Cromwell: In the Season Three finale, Henry moves swiftly to annul his loveless marriage to Anne of Cleves, and beds a new teenage mistress; Princess Mary falls in love with Duke Philip of Bavaria; Cromwell's fall from favor is sudden and dramatic.
Episode 4x01: Moment of Nostalgia: Henry introduces his new wife to court, Katherine Howard, his fifth Queen. She attempts to befriend Henry's children; this succeeds with his young son, Prince Edward, but she receives only contempt from Lady Mary while Lady Elizabeth is receptive but prefers to spend time with Henry's former wife Anne of Cleves.
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artekai · 4 months
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Guess what movie I watched
#i feel bad for saying this because it's so easy. it's too easy. what would i even add. the movie is there. it says everything. you can watch#but i'll say it anyways since we're here.#new headcanon that m//3gan was fross's comfort movie after his parents died and he watched it 80000 times back to back and learned nothing#nd that's why he's like this now#i don't care that this movie came out like 30 years before fross was born. idc idc. it's so easy. it's too easy#i just know he watched this movie so much it started blurring the lines between fantasy and reality and then he went up to lis and he went#well where's my killer robot? 🤨#and she was like. well we don't do that here. we only make green robots#and he was like#oh.... that's fine... no it's ok. i guess i will go become a roboticist. and get a job at FAS. so i can make a killer robot myself#since you clearly don't want me to be happy 💔🥺😩 *ant_with_bindle.png*#anyways yea i made this post just so i could share the TRUE and REAL SECRET story behind fross's decision to side with FAS 👌#also. remember how i mentioned fross would watch a//tla but skip z//uko's redemption arc bc self-recognition through the other (derogatory)#well. same applies here. he skips that one scene where g/emma says that m//3gan is just a distraction and those feelings won't go away etc#he's like GTFO WITH THAT MORALISTIC CRAP!!!!!!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥 SHOW ME THE YANDERE ROBOTS 🔥🔥🔥🔥#anyways i think you can tell i liked the movie. it had a bunch of the things i like 👍#oc: fross#oc tag#ramble
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