#it'll probably just end up that he's fluid or some shit

[hmspogue]

Outer Banks Season 3 Shot by Shot Trailer Rundown

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To say I'm still reeling would be the understatement of the century, let's get into it.

John B: "From the very beginning, it was always Kooks..."

Even though they're set on us prying this orange filter from their cold dead fingers, these first two shots are actually stunning?

"...and Pogues"

Holy hell, we know we have all the ohter Pogues reuniting with their parents after they get back home, so JJ being all alone at this house is actually so heartbreaking.

Jiara nation rise, it looks like Bracelet Touch™ takes place at the empty Maybank house I'm not well.

"Some people with everything..."

Why are season 3's always everyones haircut season in shows like what is the source of this phenomenon?

But Rafe and Barry with the key

This hiding job is on par with JJ throwing pew pillows over it in the church.

Although, kind of think this is them getting ready to try and melt the cross down (which makes me so beyond furious), because off to the side you see the lighter fluid and the muffin tins, then later there's shots of gold.

"...and some with nothing."

The DIVIDE. I actually love the dynamic of Kooks vs Pogues heating up and the two cultures that try and exist on a very small island together. Especially since this season seems to be Kiara centric, her whole identity being called into question about where she falls I NEED IT.

I cannot even begin to express how sad I am that we're probably going to get approximately 3 seconds of them hanging out on Poguelandia because look at them!!! Let them be happy!!!

"That's the way it's always been."

SDHCULAISUEHLWAG JIARA FISHING ISNT JUST A MONTAGE I REPEAT JIARA FISHING WILL NOT JUST BE A MONTAGE.

I LOVE HER SO MUCH YES BABE GO FISHING!!!

Pope and Cleo making a signal fire together. Looks like that scene from the teaser of them walking in the field was probably them trying to scout out a good spot for it.

Jarah B looking fine as hell John B I know that bandana is your father's but i cannot even begin to imagine how disgusting it is at this point I'm sorry-

IM BEING SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS!!!!

I feel like both this shot and the previous one are them being saved by the plane that lands.

(@whitetrashjj the mullet truther, your time has come).

"Until now."

This may be my favorite John B set up narration so far.

Also, like I said, them getting rescued by the plane. Kiara looks almost hesitant? Could be the same shot as above where her and JJ aren't too sure about this plane or the people on it.

MMMMMMMM VERY concerning JJ bike crash. Pope and Cleo (or maybe Kie?) in the back of the truck with a crate.

Okay this is SO intereting to me because Ward with blood all over himself (whatelse is new?), Rafe, and Sarah helping him? I can't tell what's in his hand. But the family dynamics this season are goign to be somehow even messier, I can feel it.

Kiara getting kidnapped and taken to wilderness camp, I'm so not ready for this like. It's for sure the Carrera house in the back, the two shirts say Kitty Hawk Adventure.

For a long time, we all thought this was going to be something they ended the season on, but now it seems like it'll be a plot point in the middle. Thanks to @sun-undone and her unhinged costuming documents, we know that this yellow halter top is after the Carrera anniversary party we got BTS from (with the Jiara gate fight and John B rocking Topper's shit and Mike's "see, this is what I'm talking about, JJ"). We know Kie is seen later witht he Pogues, so Blue Ridge may be a quick, one episode plot mid season.

If they've been holding Blue Ridge over her head the whole season, then John B beating the shit out of Topper at the party is sort of the last straw, I cannot een begin to imagine the fight that he and JJ will have about it????

JJ and Kiara INSIDE the Chateau and a fire being lit OUTSIDE? If someone's trying to burn the house down witht hem trapped inside there will be heLL TO PAY.

IF THE CHATEAU GETS BURNED DOWN IM COMING FOR THE PATES I STG DON'T DO THIS TO ME WHY DO I FEEL LIKE IT WOULD BE MY CHILDHOOD HOME BURNING KJDFLAIUDHFAL??????

I know that Cline talked about having to mentally take Sarah to some very dark places this season and this shot just confirms my theory that I seriously think Sarah's going to kill someone and deal with the emotional consequences of that.

I want this to be feral JJ so badly after Kiara's taken, but, sadly, he's not in the right outfit. Not the first time we've seen machete!JJ though.

We saw this shot in the teaser, but looks like they're climbing up an abandoned elevator shaft. They're in their clothes they have on get reunited with Kie. I think it's from the same abandoned hotel the Pogues (minus Kiara, probably because they're going to save her) are in front of in a different shot.

Andd here it is: the new plot of the season and confirmation they're going after fucking EL DORADO NEXT LIKE.

Important to note this is shot on a plane as well.

Oh the Twinkie, how I missed you.

oh look they remembered a mom besides Anna this season WHY MY EYES WET LIKE THESE REUNIONS ALSO WHILE JJ IS COMPLETELY ALONE. HEYWARD, ADOPT HIM YOU COWARD!

Kiara's relationship with her parents is so askjhfailsuh COMPLICATED because I think they really do love her. And she wants more than anything for them to understand her and they just keep missing each other.

"My father and me..."

This shot is very aesthetically pleasing to me. That's all I have to say about it.

YEAH OKAY AND THEN I STARTED FUCKING WEEPING BECAUSE THIS?????? I CANT BELIEVE THEY PUT BABY JOHN B IN THE TRAILER?????

If they only do baby Sarah and Baby John B I will do something so drastic-

"...the treasure was our way out."

The way he's looking at his father? Like the pride in his eyes? I know this relationship is going to sting so badly with the way the Pates have talked about John B having to reconcile the idealized version of his father in his head with the one that left him for gold.

This is a kid that hasn't been hurt by the world or his father yet and I wanna hug him.

(post will be continues apparently i can only up load 30 images at once)

#outer banks #outer banks season 3 #shot by shot trailer rundown #john b routledge #jj maybank #pope heyward #kiara carrera #sarah cameron #jiara #obx3

[mychlapci]

I woke up thinking about some vivid, nasty Tarma this morning and it won't leave my head,,,

Pharma and Tarn go about business as usual: hand over the t-cogs, frag, and then part ways. This time, however, Tarn does something and locks Pharma's panels as he's leaving. The medic doesn't think much of it at first, just assumes it's something kinky.

It quickly becomes apparent that it's a problem. No matter what Pharma does, he can't unlock them himself. He tries every trick in the book and they still won't budge, still locked tightly in place! Pharma's getting really anxious by now, he doesn't know what to do next... and he really has to piss. The urge to empty his waste tank keeps growing stronger and stronger, and he's stuck uncomfortably holding it behind his panels. The pressure building up inside is unbearable, and Pharma is physically unable to relieve it! Poor guy probably ends up with an intense UTI from holding it so long...

To make matters worse (and because I love robot periods) Pharma's cycle starts a few days after his panels are locked. The pressure in his frame and fluids dripping uncontrollably behind his panels are driving Pharma insane. Forget about work, all he wants to do is lie in berth all day, desperately trying to pry open his panels. Still, his patients (and more importantly Tarn) need him, so he begrudgingly pushes on and keeps working through the terrible pain and pressure in his frame. Pharma even manages to collect well above his quota on t-cogs, hoping it'll impress Tarn and get him to unlock his panels.

The next time they meet, Tarn can't help but smirk at the disheveled mess that Pharma's been reduced to. Tarn is indeed satisfied with the amount of t-cogs collected, and with how Pharma is begging him for release how could he possibly say no? Finally, finally Tarn unlocks the poor medic's panels and stares with intense lust as the medbay floor is showered with energon and oil. Pharma should probably be mortified, but at this point he's too relieved to be embarrassed.

Tarn takes Pharma then and there, bending him over a medical berth and watching as Pharma's valve squirts out more energon and oil with each thrust of Tarn's fat spike.

Ough... that is all.

-💚💙

holy fucking shit the moment i got to the word piss i started frolicing, squealing in happiness. Yes. this is so good.

Tarn locking Pharma’s panels so tightly that nothing can leak out, no matter what. And slowly, as the days go by, and Pharma’s waste tank fills up, it becomes a really big problem. And then his flushing cycle comes in too, so he’s always in pain now, unable to relieve himself in any way whatsoever. He’s pretty sure his waste tank is going to rupture if this keeps on going, because the fluids just don’t have anywhere to go, and his gestation tank is bleeding and it’s pooling in his panels, mixing with what little waste-fluid fit in there. What cannot leak out is partially suspended inside of his valve, putting mild pressure against the calipers, driving him insane. First Aid and Ambulon keep asking him if he’s alright when they see him stumbling and all he can do is grit his teeth and say yes of course.

By the time Tarn is back Pharma’s standing pigeon toed and shivering with the intense pulses that wreck his waste tank every few minutes, telling Tarn to please unlock his panels. hrghhrhnh Pharma immediately pissing himself the moment his panels open, without even a moment’s hesitation, a hard hot sizzling stream hitting the floor as he experiences bliss beyond overload, humping the air desperately. Tarn considers that an invitation <3 He fingers Pharma’s valve open while he’s still bleeding and pissing, drenching his hand completely, and then he starts fucking Pharma against the medical berth, brushing his fat, modded spike against Pharma’s waste tank from the inside with each thrust, causing him to squeal, wings fluttering, and he squirts out more oil, pussy bleeding around Tarn while clinging to him desperately <33

Pharma and Tarn would be into period sex, wouldn’t they?

#yes yes yes piss stuff!! i had a wonderful wetting dream last night too. i have to many wetting fantasies... #valveplug #omo #unsanitary #period sex #texty #wasteplay

[yourgamemasterthewhiterabbit]

The great regular sleep experiment of 2024 day uh... "too much tea"

Well it turns out that while caffeine helps me sleep fine for my morning slot... Drinking a lot of fluids doesn't...

Other than being up to pee a whole lot, I slept well enough, ended up staying in bed till closer to 3 on account of the getting up to pee a bunch. Lesson learned. That could have gone way worse.

I *think* these sleep shifts are as good as it's going to get. One is even right after morning errands where I get in, put stuff away and want nothing more than to shower and fall into bed.

Also Pumpkin will let me sleep for 4 hours at a time, if it's at times he's used to me doing it and if it doesn't go on much longer than that... Because babies [cats] need to be fed every 4 hours :/ [this one does]

Right now I'm still a bit hyper-thyroid though, and it just got warm out, and I think my immune system is 'activating' against something again, so I have been trying to push myself to do chores if I am going to be awake and feel physically horrible anyway.

I did that thing where after scrubbing the floor yesterday and letting it dry, I swept it again today in greater detail and washed it again. Ooooh aaaah clean floors. Cleaned the toilet, washed dishes, did some sink laundry.

AND I FOUND MY 'O' KEY!!! I have a full keyboard again!

The main thing is I am trying to keep all the cleaning and organizing 1. Quiet and 2. done at a pace I could maintain on most days, because if I get a bee in my bonnet about it and wear myself down, i might get a huge chunk done... I might even get the 'rest' as done as it can be, but then I will crash and have to recover, which might mean falling behind on everything again and breaking any fragile habits, and I don't want to do that...

The only issue I see with this sleep schedule is it tends to take me 4 ish hours to wake up after sleeping and a bit to wind down... So the 5 hours between my sleeps works fine on days where I can spend that 5 hours doing nothing much, but on days where I need to do stuff --that isn't groceries before morning bedtime and crashing-- it means 8 hours spent sleeping, plus the five in between that I can't use, plus another 3 minimum to get running, plus whatever hours I sleep past 2pm because i need extra sleep, and then having those remaining hours be in the middle of the night.

The only other way to approach it is by waking up and immediately throwing myself into doing things before I am awake enough to process anything, like how much it hurts... And that can be okay for basic cleaning, but I am so out-of-it when I first wake up that doing anything with anything heavy or sharp or powered becomes actively dangerous. ... Which is why it usually takes me 4 ish hours to get running because otherwise I am not alert... and that leaves... maybe 7 hours. Mostly being at night will add to my ability to being alert, and those hours would be great for working on art or writing and quiet creative projects, but it's not workable for any kind of tool use, or any heavy cleaning or organizing. [If I had my own house it would be fine]

And the problem is that if I am left with no times of day that are convenient to do a thing... I end up unconsciously avoiding it without realizing what's getting in my way. I KNOW I do that, so I am trying to set myself up for success instead of failure.

My remaining hope is that as I get used to this schedule, if I can keep it without the *symptoms*... I'll start to get alert or sleepy faster when it's appropriate and struggle less to do things during the 5 hours between sleeps.

On the bright side at least I am *mostly* only fighting my own body for this, but not having roommates to also have to work around... Just apartment neighbours.

If I can just get really used to a half-awake 5 hours of misery on any morning I have to get shit done, it'll be mostly fine, probably??

[deciduwhy]

Cask of Imnotspellingthat, Cynthia

The Cask of Amontillado: betrayal, grudge, broken trust. remember the good old days when this one was a meme

so this kind of ties into another longer au fic i’m writing (not THAT long, probably only about 10k at most) and is just here to give cynthia’s pov on the whole mess. whoops.

this turned out far longer than expected.

I remembered that night, as I sat, looking out at Sinnoh’s ocean, how much the League’s waterfall helped calm my nerves. It was inevitable that we’d have to head to Coronet - Not just myself this time, but all the firepower that Sinnoh’s League could provide. I’d heard Flint contacting Volkner earlier, and not long after that, Aaron calling Gardenia. We all knew what kind of fight was coming.

Cyrus Akagi. The person waiting for us at Spear Pillar…At first, I’d thought we could reason with him. I’d thought he wasn’t so far gone that he’d force the League’s hand, but when the darkness had started to swirl around the peak of Mt. Coronet, spreading into the skies across the region, I knew I would be fighting to the death that night. It seemed like even the stars were being devoured by what he had summoned, and all anyone could do was prepare.

What he had done in Celestic Town should have been a telling enough sign.

The sound of footsteps against the grass, which was still wet from earlier rains, had broken me from my trance. I hardly flinched when it happened, but I’d clearly reacted enough for my subordinate to take notice that something was wrong. Then again, I shouldn’t have expected less from Lucian. They were keen, to say the least, keen as a Psychic-type expert had to be. I only smiled at them, bowing as they approached to look out at the ocean ahead before sitting beside me, a thick book in hand. In the distance, even the light from Sunyshore’s lighthouse shone through - A literal beacon of hope, almost as if it told us what would come from Volkner’s involvement.

“Am I interrupting anything?” Lucian asked, adjusting their glasses before looking out towards the lighthouse beam, “If you’d prefer a moment alone, I’m happy to leave you with one.”

“No, not at all,” I replied, “It’s getting lonely up here, actually. I’m more than happy to have you here.”

Nodding, Lucian turned to me.

“I actually came out here to ask for your help,” Lucian admitted, “I’m afraid even I’ve become caught up in everyone’s squabbling.”

Again. It always happened when anything serious befell the League, and this was no exception. I could only imagine it this time. By that point, it had died down, of course - In my mind, I could only see Bertha pacing through her chambers, Flint having retired quietly to his quarters after the last ounce of energy had been drained from him, and Aaron...I could only see Aaron in their chambers, allowing Drapion a chance to go as wild as it could in hopes that it’d calm their nerves.

Even I could feel the dissent between everyone. The tension, whether or not Lucian liked to admit it, was still emanating off them.

I let my attention be drawn to the waterfall once again. It wouldn’t be long, not even an hour, before we departed for Spear Pillar, taking any Gym Leaders willing to fight along, but there we were, fighting while things were still calm.

Whether or not camaraderie would return to the League...Nobody could tell at that point. I needed them, though. My Elite Four...At that point, they were the last four I could turn to. Everyone had been able to tell when I’d returned to the League from Celestic Town, bones aching and a shoulder limp from the fight I’d been in that day.

Nobody knew that it hadn’t been Cyrus who had hit me with such a blow.

Lucian exhaled deeply and opened their book, a place marked very close to the end.

“Out of curiosity,” I asked, “What are you reading?”

Lucian chuckled, closing their eyes in thought. They’d clearly become invested in this book, enough that they could spare a moment, before finishing, to say their piece on it.

“It’s called ‘Coronet Road.’ I assume you’ve heard of one of Unova’s up-and-coming trainers, Shauntal?” Lucian replied, “This was published last year. It’s her first book. I must say, she shows promise as an author.”

Shauntal. The name had been passed around at a recent League conference - Alder had talked about a young Ghost-type expert, twenty years old at most, who had shown immense strength as a trainer. While he hadn’t said anything about taking her in as one of Unova’s Elite Four, everyone in the room could sense that he’d made his final choice.

“Yes, I remember hearing Alder talk about her.” I spoke with a tone just as light as Lucian’s, hoping idle chatter would help to ease the thick tension. “I’d heard she was a trainer, but nothing about her writing career. With the way things are going, it looks like he wants her as one of his Elite.”

Lucian’s entire being seemed to brighten, suddenly.

“If the chance arrives for us to speak, I’d love to meet her,” Lucian continued, “It’s ironic, though. This book is about a woman’s life of seeking Giratina out for her own, unknown purposes. Suddenly, we’ve found ourselves faced with a situation much like this. I can’t help but wonder how she feels about this.”

I let myself fall in that moment, lying down against the damp ground and looking up at the night sky. It hadn’t all gone dark. Sinnoh still had some of its stars left. With my Pokémon by my side, I had no choice but to succeed. For my region...And for those who I could no longer trust and fight alongside.

“...I personally think,” I said, forcing a smile, “She’s already planning the sequel with this happening. If that’s the case, shouldn’t we make sure this world doesn’t disappear on her?”

Lucian let out a soft laugh, standing up and turning back towards the League.

“Indeed, we must.” Suddenly, their voice dropped an octave, taking on a much more stern tone. “...I know what’s been troubling you, Cynthia. Are you certain you’ll be able to fight him?”

I only hummed in agreement.

“If you insist,” Lucian said, their voice laced with melancholy, “I won’t stop you from going ahead. I can’t imagine what that had felt like, though...I’m so sorry this had to end as it has.”

The image formed in my mind, clear as day. My clothes torn above my shoulder and blood staining the wall behind me, splattered against the ancient depiction of our region’s legends. In that moment, three people had stood in front of it, and in a way, we had been those legendary Pokémon.

Mind. The person who stood beside my opponent, awaiting the moment he could leave without another word.

Emotion. The boy I’d watched over dragged to his side with the promise of a new, better world, his massive Empoleon standing with bloodied claws as it waited for its next orders.

And willpower, caught off-guard in that single moment and thrown to the side before their greatest forces could emerge. In the moment Garchomp had emerged and bared her fangs, chasing the two at blinding speeds until they had escaped her pursuit through luck alone, I had thought, through blurred vision and my fade from consciousness, that I could still save him.

I finally stood up, turning to Lucian and shaking my head.

“…Don’t be,” I sighed, “Lucas didn’t know the weight of his actions when he left Celestic with Cyrus.” In the back of my mind, the thought occurred to me that this, coming out of my mouth, at least, was a complete lie. Lucas knew. “He’s my responsibility now.”

#pokemon #pokemon fanfic #champion cynthia #elite four lucian #fic request #first-person fic is new to me please forgive me #i can never decide if i want to use he or they pronouns for cyrus #it'll probably just end up that he's fluid or some shit #blackjackgabbiani

[igzsatelier]

A Goofball & A Gooball

• It took some time for Eddie and Venom to get use to each other's habits, there were complaints here and there, but they eventually made it work. It was like a finished puzzle! Except some pieces that're connected were ripped off and destroyed to make it look like it was meant to be there, even though it clearly wasn't because it's obviously wrong.

• Anyway

• Catching bad guys, eating bad guys, call them out to the news for their ugly acts was a routine. Get some juicy info about the bad guy, and then follow them into their lair before Venom eats all their brains. Then looting some money from them before reporting it to the police.

• Everyone knows about this mysterious beastly figure that always lurks in the shadows. It has a huge terrifying grin with lots of fangs and pale white eyes. Its skin as black as the night and has a long tongue and is extremely dangerous, proceed with caution! A demon, a beast, a monster! One that eats drug dealers and thieves, but it never mentioned killing innocent people. Venom was quite infamous.

• You almost refused to believe it. If it wasn't for the blurred beheaded bodies they showed on the news and on the newspaper, you had to swallow that truth down to your uneasy stomach. As long as you're not one of those who works for dirty money, you'll be fine.

• You either met Eddie first or you met Venom first. If you met Eddie first, the sight of him talking to somebody who wasn't there would probably weird you out. And when asked he would bluff his way out of there, or fail miserably and ends up embarrassing himself. If you met Venom first, you would definitely be creeped out by this tall hulking mass of dark monstrousity. Venom's aware of the effect he has on the others so he's not too bothered by it. He might mess with you a bit though, he thinks it's hilarious.

• Or maybe you met them in other circumstances. Did you saved and helped them, especially Venom? He'll be surprised and amused, but grateful nonetheless. Same goes to Eddie, and he might take you out to eat with him as thanks. Are you a hero? A vigilante? Okay cool, but Venom will get annoyed at you scolding him about eating people alive. They'll be dumbfounded yet excited to know if you were a mutant, that means you won't freak out once you knew about his bond with the symbiote.

• If you met Eddie first, he's very careful when it comes to friendships. He doesn't want you to run away because he's a monster after all. If you met Venom first, and didn't report him and calmed down after that, it'll make things a lot more easier for Eddie. If you're completely fine with it, then they would like to be friends with you, no worries.

• He doesn't have many friends, which was good because he doesn't want to explain why his earpiece looks oily and fluid. He's friends with Dan and Annie, but he didn't tell them that Venom lived. Apparently that backfired when they both heard the news about Venom and got angry at him, much to Eddie's embarrassment. So you knowing about Venom, he would appear occasionally whenever you hang out with Eddie, and Eddie would sometimes tell you what's he talking about his symbiote.

• They would crash by your place if they're too injured to go further anymore. You didn't mind and let them stay in your home for the night. Sometimes would invite you to his apartment, whatever it is, you could be helping with his reports. Sometimes Eddie would invite you to his apartment, whatever it is, you could be helping him with his reports or workout with him or just hang out with him and tell each other your days.

• His realisation when it comes to liking you more than just a friend would be a lot slower if Venom wasn't involved. He's like that schoolgirl who always admire her crush from far away with a dopey smile + a little devil encouraging her infatuation. Since he's bonded to an alien, he'll be hesitant. He's worried that you'll think of him differently because of Venom.

• For Venom, if you genuinely like him and his host, and care about them, he will have great interest in you. He's eager to reciprocate that likeness... by making you his. Venom's a pretty simple symbiote, if he likes you-- he likes you. Venom will tell Eddie how he thinks of you, and sometimes bug him to go see you again. If Eddie denies, then he'll take over his body and visit you anyway.

• Eddie's smile and laughter would be a lot happier, and Venom will come out more.Venom will encourage Eddie to touch you more so Venom could wrap his slimy tendrils around you, your body covered with some of his scent. Venom will have his turn to hang out with you, which means you'll be seeing his full body instead of just his floating head.

• Eddie will be suggestive from time to time, but it mostly comes off as him bluffing and being playful. On the other hand, Venom will flat out tell you that he wants you and being a cheeky shit. It doesn't help Eddie when Venom started to tell him his fantasies of you, making the reporter guilty and nervous the next time he meets you.

• They will stalk you, in a good way! They wanted to make sure you're not in trouble and that you return home safely. You may be bothered by it, and told them to quit it. They did, but only if you let them be there beside you!

• Venom will lick you. He wants to know how sweet and delicious you taste. He won't bite your head off so you don't have to worry, but you should probably wipe the drool off your face. Whether you like it or not, he will lick you. He'll trail the tip of his tongue close to your lips and nip at your shoulder teasingly, tell you he wants you but won't kiss you. Venom doesn't want to make you uncomfortable or scared of him, says the alien who keeps licking at you almost everytime he meets you.

• Venom's so very touchy that you can sense it from a mile away. Touch your hair, nuzzle his face into your shoulder, pulling you into a bear hug and he's not ashamed of it. He takes every chances to be as close to you as possible, and if you don't like it, he'll stay away. The least he could do was coil a tendril around your wrist.

• Eddie and Venom would be upset if you're not interested in them, but they're persistent. They'll keep trying to convince you that you want them too, with careful words and hesitant touches, before realising that it's no point when you didn't show any interest in them at all. It would take time before it's back to being platonic buddies again, without any tongue action.

• Venom's sensitive with senses. Which means he'll be able to tell when you're sad, when you're mad, and when you're... excited. Once he figures out that it was because of him that you're excited, boundaries are out of the question! He still has some manners, so he won't go too far. But will use it against you to coax out how you really feel about him and Eddie.

• They'll be very happy if you like them too, and they won't hesitate to kiss you, with your permission of course. Eddie's kiss would be sweet and caring. Venom's kiss would be just him tasting you as much as he can before you needed air to breathe. Now that they know you like them, prepare for a lot canoodling!

#myposts #mywritings #ao3 #venom movie #venom #eddie brock #venom x reader #venom headcanons #eddie brock x reader #eddie brock headcanons #ive done more writing than drawing lol #wtf #im planning to make a separate one for venom #so keep an eye on that

[painted-crow]

hey so i'm looking to figure my sorting out. i'm p sure of my secondary but honestly i've gone in circles so many times that i'd believe anything lmao

so i guess to start like. i'm fairly sure i'm an idealist, but with a twist. i care about making the world a better place-- i'm kinda infamous among my friends for being a little TOO outspoken about my opinions. on a small scale, i have strong opinions about a lot of things, but on a larger scale... idk. i don't think any one person can know what an ideal world looks like cause there really is no such thing. there are literally countless variables when it comes to implementing even small systems, countless ways to fuck it up, so i don't think i'd be choosing some grand ideal over the people i love anytime soon.

that being said, i think my idealist streak gets directed into something else most of the time. i'm very focused on understanding myself to a fault. i want to know why i do the things i do, why i believe certain things over others. when it comes to my beliefs about the world, they're strong but take it or leave it, but when it comes to myself they are not a good idea to push. i've ended relationships over not feeling like myself with them or feeling like i'm losing myself or they're pushing me to be someone i'm not. i make strong instant decisions about what the "right" thing to do is when it comes to how it impacts my perception of myself, especially with intimate relationships (i'm a lot less impulsive with things like friends and things i'm less personally involved in). i NEED to know who i am, way more than i care about any one specific person or thing. obviously i love people very deeply and would do just about anything to have both, but if i don't know who i am, if i'm not true to myself, then i have nothing. losing people happens.

the issue is, because i'm prone to doing that and not thinking as much about how it'll impact people, i've been called selfish a lot over my lifetime. recently i've started thinking more about how my actions impact people and their feelings, and i'm feeling a lot more torn. i want to do what i want to do, what i feel is best, but i feel immature for doing it a lot. i've started worrying a lot about being a bad person and hurting people, and i've been thinking about how the "right" way to be is. i went through a phase where i was repressing myself to make the "moral" choice, but i just felt so flat. ultimately i realized that it doesn't really matter how good i am if i have to repress myself to get there, cause then all it is is performance. tldr is i feel super guilty for making "selfish" choices rn, especially as i've gotten more aware of other peoples' feelings.

what i think is probably going on is that i'm an idealist primary with a badger model, but i'm not sure between lion and bird, and i'm still open to badger. pretty sure i'm not a snake.

the section on my secondary's gonna be a lot shorter, sorry this got so long! so i'm p sure i'm a badger secondary. considered lion and snake secondary too. whatever i am, i have a p loud lion model over it. i've always had a gift for making people trust me, for acting. i kinda blend in and become what i need to to both help them and get them off my back so i can do what i need to do. i have a serious passion for helping people with tough love (i like to think of myself as a p good advice giver, since i can both tell people what they need to hear and really get in their shoes and be kind where other people might not). i think i judge myself the least when i can kinda toe that line between pushing boundaries and stepping back-- i track where peoples' boundaries are constantly so i can push them to the limit without stepping over them. i'm very fluid when it comes to presentation in reality, even though i think people actually think of me as kinda controversial. i tend to see people who are ACTUALLY overstepping boundaries as lowkey selfish at times, even though i also really respect them. i like to do things the "right" way as long as i give a shit about them. the catch is, i don't want to blend into the background, and i don't think i do. a partner of mine called me a fox cause he noticed the way i constantly toe that line where i can get people to notice me and still keep them off my back, still make them comfortable. i'm also NOT a planner. people constantly give me shit for only ever feeling things out in the moment, and honestly thinking about the future freaks me out. i don't want to plan how i do shit i'd rather just get in the zone and figure it out from there. tldr i'm pretty sure i'm a badger secondary? but i could be convinced of snake. definitely see elements of both but my gut's telling me badger so take that how you will

anyway! thank you so much for taking the time to answer this, i know it's a lot.

also sorry one thing i forgot to add about my secondary! i think my lion model got so loud because when i do the shifty presentation thing, i have a tendency to lose myself and start perceiving myself as whatever i'm presenting. it's made it really hard to figure out who i actually am and so i started just being as clear about it as possible.

for my primary, i really care a lot about being right. i try to take every side into consideration to make sure i get the best conclusion. i can be super stubborn when it comes to certain things, but i don't want to just... hold to perceptions that are wrong. that being said it's important to me to trust my gut and i take it as a big input. i'm very felt out for most things, don't really have a strong system of how to be. i really wanna be able to trust myself but i just don't. i have a big habit of relying on other people to tell me what to think, which is uh. yeah.

Primary

You're a Bird primary with a Lion model, and you're trying on some Badger ideals. That's one of the easier Sorts I've done, lol! Possibly because your primary and models actually House match mine :p

Your reasoning process screams Bird xD and so does your writing style and just the length of the ask. Birds love self-analysis, it's part of how we make sure our systems stay as close to true as we can make them.

You've got some Lion too, but it's a model. It sounds like your Lion and your Bird have come into conflict before, and like most Birds with Lion models, it bugs the snot out of you when your Lion's intuition (which is important data!) doesn't line up with what your Bird knows.

You've prioritized Bird's conclusions before, but (as with many Birds) you don't entirely trust your own system and you're wondering if your Lion might have been right and you should give its reasoning more weight.

Also, you're consciously deciding that maybe Badgers' way of doing things is more moral than yours, and you're pulling in some of those ideals. That doesn't make you a Badger primary. Birds are notorious for this kind of thing actually 😂

The line between whether some ideals you've pulled into your Bird system vs. what counts as a model is fuzzy. It's up to you really, how important those pieces of Badger are to you.

For me, I think the line might be--is it wired into your sense of self on its own, or does it get filtered through your Bird and Lion? It really sounds like your Lion is a strong part of your sense of self: if you ignore its advice, you feel not totally like yourself. You don't have to feel all your models equally strongly, but thinking of it that way might help.

(It's also hard because Birds often feel like they kind of are their systems, or they are their ability to reason, that's a core part of their identity. ...It's complicated.)

Secondary

You sound really really Snakey. I'm not sure where you're getting Badger, actually!

Badgers are more than the mirroring ability. They also bury themselves in work or community, and it can sometimes look like they're neck deep in so many responsibilities that they couldn't possibly handle any more problems--and then they do have a problem, they do need something, and they stand up and all that stuff they were buried in turns out to be armor and tools.

Snakes, otoh, are improvisational and tend to be very aware of their surroundings. Unlike Badgers, the Snake brand of social shapeshifting involves a lot of keeping track of other people's reactions to what they're doing--trying something and then watching the response, then adjusting, rinse and repeat. You turn yourself into exactly the right person for this situation.

Badger mirroring is usually simpler. You reflect the other person's energy back at them: it's an empathetic response that says we're alike, I accept you, you're safe. A lot of Badgers do this without thinking--it can be hard to turn off.

Snakes also don't go in for prep work as much, it tends to trip them up (Snakes with Badger or Bird models notwithstanding). They're Improvisational secondaries, unlike Bird and Badger which are Built and rely heavily on some form of preparation.

The Lion model sounds legit, but just check for yourself: you might be learning to use Snake's neutral state. Snakes will sometimes drop all their layers of acting and maneuvering and suddenly they're just themselves. Different Snakes have different relationships with neutral state. For some Snakes, it's a relief to drop the mask; for others, it feels vulnerable and they only trust certain people with their full authenticity.

It does sound like you really admire Lion secondaries, though, so you might indeed have a model there! This is just something else you could check on.

Hope that helps!

- Paint

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Ocean Eyes - Part 7

When we finally arrived at Sue's house Chris walked with me to the front door... i nearly tripped at one point but luckily he managed to grab my arm and keep me upright! I had whispered a quiet 'thanks' before knocking lightly on her front door. Sue opened the door ushering us inside and leading the way to the living room where i saw Mason curled up on the sofa. He was asleep but he looked white and sweaty, there was a bowl on the floor beside his head incase he was sick again.

"He hasn't been asleep long, i think he wore himself out crying"

"Chris can you get Mason please? I can't carry him like this...."

"Yeah sure, i got him" he quickly moved forward and scooped Mason up into him arms.

"Mama...." Mason moaned looking around for me.

"Im right here baby, your dads gonna carry you out to the car".

"God you weren't kidding bout that fever" Chris added looking down at Mason in concern.

"Im gonna get him home, thanks for watching him Sue"

"Sure thing hon, hope he feels better soon. Here, take the bowl incase he gets sick on the drive home" she smiled passing me the plastic bowl that had been next to Mason.

The drive home i had Mason cradled against me as he slept, the seat belt going around the both of us being as we had no car seat in Chris's car!!

God i felt like a crappy mom tonight!

When we got home i sat with Mason on the sofa and stripped him down to his underwear to try and cool him down.

"Chris could you get me a cold washcloth please, there should be some in the pile of laundry on the table"

"Sure" he rushed off to grab the cloth, Mason was just laying against my chest, whimpering slightly.

"Here you go" Chris passed me the cloth and sat beside us "i got him some water too, he should be drinking plenty of fluids"

"Thanks" i smiled before folding the cloth and laying it over Mason's forehead. He moaned at the coldness but soon settled again clinging onto me, it didn't take long until he was asleep. I sighed in relief and carefully moved forward in my seat so i could lay him down.... i was desperate for the bathroom!! Mason stirred and held on tighter, for such a little thing he had a grip on him.

"Can you try taking him i really need to pee!" I looked at Chris with desperate eyes. He chuckled and managed to pry Mason off of me and into his arms.

While i was in the bathroom i wiped off my make up and tied my hair up before getting changed into my pyjama's.... it was gonna be a long night. Once i was done i headed to the kitchen and made coffee, hopefully it would help sober me up a bit more.

"Ah fuck!" I cursed as i sloshed the coffee onto the floor while making my way back to the living room "i made coffee, you might still have some left if you're lucky"

"Thanks" Chris looked up and smiled, i didn't miss the way he looked me up and down either.

"Does he still feel hot? If his temperature doesn't start to go down soon we'll have to try a lukewarm bath maybe give him some Tylenol...."

"Yeah his still hot, but it doesn't seem to be getting worse"

"This is so unlike him, Mason never gets sick. I can literally count on one hand the amount of times his been sick" i shook my head "i'm so close to freaking out right now you have no idea...."

"Calm down sweetheart, he'll be fine"

"Thank you for staying with us, i probably would've been calling my mom in hysterics if you hadn't been here"

"There's no where else id rather be" he said looking down at Mason lovingly.

"Right.... i should probably text Scott let him know we're home" i got up to grab my phone from my purse and started a text to Scott. We had dropped him at his place on the way to collect Mason.

There was a message from Derek on my phone too which i quickly skimmed, he was saying how much he enjoyed meeting me and wanted to know if i wanted to get dinner with him sometime!! I decided i'd reply to him in the morning and put my phone on the table, Mason was the only thing i could deal with right now.

I applied a fresh cloth to Masons forehead and checked his temperature, slowly but surely it was going down. I sat beside him and Chris on the sofa and sighed in relief.

"Looks like his fever is easing off finally" i said yawning and letting my head fall back against the sofa, we'd been up for hours now keeping watch on Mason.

"Yeah, thank god" Chris mumbled as he carefully tried to move Mason in his arms.

"You want me to take him?"

"No no, i'm good, my arm has fallen asleep is all" he smiled.

"You sure? i don't mind...."

"We're all good".

We sat in silence with the TV on low for some background noise and i couldn't help but look at Chris and how natural he was at being a dad.

"You should get some sleep, you look exhausted" Chris suddenly said interrupting my internal thoughts!

"You trying to tell me i look like shit Chris?" I asked raising my eyebrows at him.

"What?? No!! I didn't mean that..."

"Im fucking with you relax" i chuckled shaking my head.

"You looked beautiful tonight" i heard him say quietly, maybe i wasn't supposed to hear him but i did.

"Its amazing what you can do with some make up and clothes that aren't sweats and t-shirts"

"You look beautiful without make up even wearing your sweats and a t-shirt, i just meant that you looked good. I personally prefer this version of you"

"Haha, now i know your just trying to make me feel better....i'm a mess!"

"Prettiest girl i know" he said giving me that smirk of his.... my god damn weakness!!

"Are you just saying this because you think i'm drunk and wont remember?? Because i'll have you know i have mostly sobered up by this point"

"Im well aware, i just..... never mind. You should try and get some sleep".

I nodded agreeing with him, the conversation was about to turn awkward and i wasn't ready for that!

"Wake me up if Mason needs me...?"

"Of course".

When i woke up again i had somehow ended up cuddled up against Chris! He had his arm around me, my head resting on his chest, Mason still sleeping on his other side. To anyone who saw us and didn't know better we looked like the perfect little family. I felt myself start to panic..... i shouldn't have let myself get this close to him! It was too easy to fall back into that comfortable routine we always had..... but we didn't have that anymore, at least i didn't think we did. I carefully eased away from him making sure he was still sleeping and made a quick exit to the kitchen, he didn't need to know about this!

As i started making some coffee and toast i heard the soft voice of my baby boy. As i stuck my head round the door i saw he was sitting up talking with Chris, he looked so much better this morning thank god.

"Where's mom?" I heard him ask and i stepped into the living room giving him a smile.

"Im right here bud, how you feeling?" I asked as i sat in front of them on the coffee table, i reached over to hold the back of my hand against his forehead "looks like your fever is almost gone"

"Im hungry"

"I bet! But its dry toast for you buddy. You've gotta go easy for a little while.... are you still feeling sick?"

"No, not anymore"

"Okay thats good!".

"Dad are you staying for breakfast?" Mason asked.

"Um...."

"Pleaseeee" Mason begged looking at him with those eyes that were exactly like his dads, Chris looked at me waiting for my say so.

"Its fine with me, if you have time..."

"I do! Yeah of course!" He said quickly nodding his head with a huge smile.

After we had all eaten Chris took Mason for his bath after Mason insisted he go with his dad. While they were gone i sent a text to Scott with an update and saw a missed call from Hannah, i sat at the kitchen table and quickly called her back.

"Hey! Hows Mace?? My mom said you had to come get him last night"

"Yeah it was eventful, he had a fever and was being sick" i sighed "Chris stayed to help out with Mason... i had had so much to drink Han"

"You let him stay..."

"To help with Mason yeah"

"Hmmm of you say so" she laughed

"Shut up, what happened to you last night, huh?? You disappeared with Troy"

"I know, im sorry but did you see him?? I knew you were okay with Scott. So what about you and Derek?? He seemed very interested"

"He was nice" i nodded "he texted me last night but i haven't had a chance to reply yet"

"But your gonna right??"

"Yeah...."

"Y/N text him back!! That man was gorgeous!!"

"I will"

"Don't make me come round there"

"Oh god Han, your so pushy" i laughed.

"Only because i love you"

"I love you too, i gotta go though i'll speak to you later".

When i walked into the living room Mason was sat on the sofa watching cartoons and Chris was gathering his things.

"Your leaving already?"

"Yeah i've got a meeting at 11:00am..."

"Okay, well thanks for last night"

"Sure, anytime" he smiled "hey, i was wondering if next weekend i could take Mason to meet my mom? She's been asking when she can meet him...."

"Um.... yeah sure"

"You can come too if you want? I know my mom would be happy to see you" he said with a smile.

"Okay" i nodded "it'll just be us though right? I don't want Mason getting overwhelmed with too many new people"

"Yeah of course, maybe Scott too if he finds out you know what his like"

"Thats fine" i nodded with a smile knowing exactly what Scott was like.

"Thank you, i should go.... can i come by later though? Id like to check in on Mason"

"Sure, i'm sure he'd like that"

"I'll see you later then" he smiled before heading over to Mason "bye buddy i gotta go to work for a bit but i'll come see you later"

"Okay, bye dad".

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