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hazybisou · 8 months

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❛ DO THE WRONG THING ❜

💋👥 remove my ring, and do the wrong thing with you babe

summary - y/n finds herself in a secret affair with her next-door neighbor mat, knowing her husband is the sweetest guy she’s ever met.

pairing - f!married!reader x mat barzal

warnings - cheating, alludes to sex, a little bit into a sex scene (just the beginning)

side note - this was based off of a song called do the wrong thing by trish toledo! i don’t support cheating but in this case i must 👍👍 also the reader’s husband is a sweatheart so i feel bad for doing this to him and but he doesn’t really show up in this and ya know. yuhhh. also college is better then i thought and my roommate is really nice and chill like she’s amazing and a girl’s girl. (this shit went way too far during the first small sex part and i immediately regretted it and i hate it so much that i will never be writing like that again)

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the moment she saw him, she knew she was fucked. he was fine as hell so of course it was hard to resist him. maybe that’s why she would find herself in his bed every once in a while, his arm wrapped around her waist, the covers of the bed over them, only covering them up to their waists. she’s married for christ’s sake. yet she was here with a man who hasn’t her husband.

y/n had met her husband, nathan, during her freshman year of college. they were great friends at first and then they kissed one night at a party. y/n was tipsy while nathan was sober. he knew they shouldn’t have kissed, especially considering the fact that she was drunk but that they were friends. best friends. but she put her lips on his.

they began dating a year later, the kiss never spoken of until a couple months after it had occurred. nathan confessed to her that he had feelings for her and she told him she did as well. it was true. she loved him. she loved him so much that they went ahead and got married at the age of 22 and 23.

y/n hated herself for what she was doing. she knew it was wrong of her to go and cheat on nathan like he was nothing. but mat made it difficult to resist.

he charmed her when he first met her one morning, on his way out to practice. she was just arriving from her morning workout and he was leaving for his. he went over and introduced himself.

“i’m mat.” he stuck out a hand and she shook it.

“y/n.”

mat stared at her for a quick second and noticed the way her chest went up and down. his eyes couldn’t help but travel down to her boobs and the rest of her body. he looked at her in eye and smiled.

“you’re a very beautiful women, you know that?” mat told her and she froze.

she didn’t know what to say. “i’m sorry?”

mat chuckled. “you’re cute. listen i got to go but if you ever need something just knock on my door, alright? i’m just next door.” he walked away after that and y/n just stood there for a second before she shook her head and made her way inside where nathan was still asleep and awaiting her presence.

y/n had stayed away from mat for a while after that. she couldn’t see him after their interaction that had happened to go like that. she was married. she had a loving husband, a great job, and a great life. she wasn’t going to let some guy waltz into her life and ruin that.

she couldn’t let him get in the middle of y/n and nathan’s marriage. nathan was sweet and cared for her whenever he had the chance. although he had work trips, he always checked in on her. he loved her even if they were miles aways and she loved him back.

maybe that’s why y/n regretted the decision she made a couple weeks later. nathan was on a work trip and she was stressed. she had a ton of paperwork to be filled out by the next day and she couldn’t do it. so she marched on over to mat’s apartment and knocked.

biggest mistake of her life.

mat opened the door and saw her standing there. he smirked a little and leaned against the door a bit. “what brings you by?”

y/n didn’t answer. not verbally at least. instead she just leaned forward and grabbed mat by the back of his neck and brought him down towards her, putting her lips on his. mat was shocked for a second before he wrapped his hands around her back and brought her closer, their body’s practically glued together.

the kiss turned messy. y/n had opened her mouth to talk and it gave mat a chance to slip his tongue in. the two had fought for dominance over the kiss but mat had won.

he pulled them inside his apartment shutting the door behind them. they pulled away for a second to catch their breath, their lips kiss bitten and swollen, cheeks flustered. “y/n that was-”

“shut up.”

she grabbed his head and brought him back in for more. nathan was the least of her worries as she said her next words. “i need you to fuck me.”

mat pulled away after that. “what? y/n are you okay? is everything okay?” he pulled his hands away from her back and let them rest on her waist. “you’re married! you have a husband who loves you. we shouldn’t even be doing this!” he objected.

y/n shook her head. “he doesn’t need to know.” she leaned forward and began to pepper kisses in his neck along with suckling at it, making mat moan slightly. “a secret.” a kiss to his jawline. “let it.” a kiss to his neck. “be.” another kiss. “our.” kiss. “litte.” kiss to his apples bottom. “secret.” she whispered the last word against his lips as she placed a kiss to them.

he didn’t kiss back for a while as he thought about this situation. she was married and was over here kissing another man, in his apartment. but fuck, did she look hot. he began to move his lips at a faster pace then her making it hard for her to keep up. he began to walk backwards, the kiss never breaking apart.

he walked towards the couch and felt his knees hit the cushion, making him fall on it, y/n following suite. she pulled away and straddled his lap, a leg on either side of his own. the two returned back to their makeout session and y/n felt mat’s cold hands run over her stomach, under her tank top.

y/n pulled away and began to kiss all over his neck. he leaned his head to the side, allowing y/n to gain more access to his neck. she rested her hand on the other side of his neck as she began to suck on it slightly making mat let out a low groan as he ran his hands over her back all the way up and down. “fuck y/n.”

she felt her underwear get damp at the action. “you like that?” she breathed against his neck as she continued to suck and lap at his neck. he couldn’t help but nod as he brought his hands towards her boobs, feeling that she wasn’t wearing a bra. he couldn’t help but groan at the feeling, giving them a little squeeze. y/n moaned against his neck.

“take it off please.” she begged and pulled away from his neck. mat reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it upward as she lifted her arms, making it easier for mat to pull it all the way off. he threw it to the side. he looked at her chest and noticed her nipples had hardened from the slight breeze.

“shit, you’re beautiful.” he leaned forward and wrapped his lips around her boob, beginning to suck at them, licking the areola. y/n gasped and pulled at mat’s hair. he groaned against them and y/n couldn’t help but moan at the sensation and pleasure he was giving her.

after a couple of minutes of sucking and licking at her left boob, her moved onto the other, his hand coming up to squeeze and massage the one he had previously been sucking. y/n’s breathing was fast and her heart was beating quick. she was a moaning mess and tried to keep it down, careful to not wake up the other residents considering it was pretty late.

“take your shirt off.” y/n said and mat just looked up at her through his eyelashes as he sucked on her boob and y/n groaned at the sight. “please.”

mat pulled away with a slight ‘pop’ and began to massage both of her boobs. “you are perfect, i really hope you know that because if you don’t then i will keep saying it.” y/n laughed and just leaned down to kiss him as her hands ran down to the bottom of his shirt. she pulled away and stripped him free of it, throwing it behind the couch. he grabbed her face and began to kiss her, harshly.

mat moved her so she was laying down on the couch with him on top of her. his hands roamed all over he body, her boobs, stomach, legs, thighs, anywhere he could get his hands on.

he began to kiss down her body starting at her neck, spending a little time there in order to form dark purple bruises but soon remembered that her husband would see them and he didn’t want her to get caught so he just continued kissing down her body. from her neck to her boobs to her stomach and finally to her thighs.

the pajama shorts she was wearing were small, her ass hanging out a bit. mat began to pepper kisses all over before grabbing her shorts and pulling them down, along with her underwear, throwing them on the floor. she was bare before him. she had exposes herself completely to him and fuck, was she enjoying it.

mat began to kiss everywhere but where she wanted him. he moved upward and pressed a kiss to her lips. “if we do this, there’s no going back.”

y/n nodded. “i know. i know what i’m doing.”

mat’s eyes flickered between hers before leaning down and kissing her one last time before kissing his way down towards where she needed him the most.

y/n knew what she was doing was wrong. yet she couldn’t help it. y/n and mat had sex. even if she was married.

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the sun was up and the light came through the curtains that billowed softly thanks to the wind that came through the small space mat had left opened. mat laid in bed, his arm over y/n’s back, who was sleeping on her stomach. the two had moved to the bed some time last night.

y/n began to stir awake as she kept moving. she slowly opened her eyes and was met with the window and the sun rays that caused her to squint and close her eyes. she turned around and saw mat there, still asleep. she smiled softly as she saw his chest go up and down with eahc breath he took. he let out soft snores as he-

nathan.

y/n suddenly thought back to her love. her husband, the person she promised she would love for eternity and would never let go. yet she let him go in a way. he was to come back from his work trip the same day in a couple of hours and she sure as hell didn’t want him to find her here, in mat’s bed, naked.

she tried to unwrap mat’s arm fron around her yet his grip got stronger. he pulled her closer to him and just rested his head on top of hers, snoring softly.

“mat i need to go home.” she whispered to the man who snuggled closer. “mat i’m serious.” after getting no response she grabbed his arm and moved it with all the force she could muster.

mat whined, “noo. i was comfortable.” he opened his eyes and gave her a death stare. “come back.”

y/n shook her head and went into the living room where her clothes were before she put them back on and re-entered mat’s room. “i need to go home and you have a job to get to.”

“i don’t have to leave until later though and neither do you.” mat told the girl who stood with her arms crossed.

she walked towards the bed and began to crawl on top of him until they were face to face. “but i have a husband that is too be back very soon and will be waiting for me.” she whispered as she leaned down to place a slow kiss to his lips. “so why don’t you stay here and relax until you have to leave and i go home and wait for my husband to get home,” she pressed another kiss to his lips, “i’ll be back soon.”

mat stared at her for a while. “but soon won’t be soon enough. for all i know it will take you two weeks to come back to me,” he brought her closer. “i can’t wait that long.”

y/n laughed. “i promise you i’ll be back sooner then you think. patience, sweet boy.” she kissed him one last time and was about to pull away when mat pulled her in closer and deepened the kiss.

he sat upright and began to attack her neck with kisses and y/n let out a laugh but more of a moan. “m-mat i really have to go.”

“5 minutes. just stay another 5 minutes and then you can go.” he said as he began to reach under her shirt and squeeze her hips.

y/n pondered the idea, “5 minutes and that’s it mathew.” she let a breathy moan.

she felt mat smile against her neck, “i knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me.”

oh, y/n knew she was fucked.

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half the time i don’t even know what i’m writing, i js do it. also i will never be writing that detailed(ish) ever again. it is not for me. also mat barzal playing the electric guitar js does smth to me😫 the man he is i swear. (i should go to sleep since i have a morning class tmrw but i won’t so yayyy)

#mat barzal #mat barzal imagine #mat barzal x reader #mat barzal smut #nhl imagine #new york islanders #ny islanders #nhl #nhl hockey #hockey #isa’s works 🦭

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withoutaconscienceorafilter · 1 day

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The problem with speed running a show this way is the really abrupt changes in character interactions. It lacks the subtlety and shifting feelings and complexity that you can get with more episodes to explore relationships.

Don't get me wrong, the show is doing an amazing job in the time allowed, but I wish we got more. 😭

Like, last episode, Jean and Scott and Nathan were one big, happy family in a Porsche. ... Or technically, Nathan and Scott were having a moment 😭💖 and Nathan is tolerating Jean.

Then next episode, we swing immediately to both the good (son-dad bonding time with no lingering issues)...

... and the bad 😭 (surprise mind-control) ...

... and the OH SHIT YES OH SHIT NO (it's amazing to see Nate going all out .... and you know I am hoping for a comics-style backlash from the TO next episode 👀 ... but shit why did he have to go after Jean?? 😭 Why was that lingering resentment still there and able to give Sinister a foothold?? 😭)

Anyway, I hope for good things for the Summers next episode, ... but it's not looking likely.

(But damn it was good to see Nate kicking some ass!)

#X-Men 97 #X-Men 97 spoilers #Nathan Summers #Cable #My posts

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justsomerandomfanfic · 1 month

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Tender Loving Care - Sam Drake X GN Reader

Title: Tender Loving Care

Sam Drake X GN Reader

Additional Characters: Nathan (Mentioned), Sully (Mentioned), and Reader's friends (Mentioned)

Requested by: @a-very-bored-blogger

WC: 3,763

Warnings: Sickfic, bar mentioned, alcohol mentioned, italics, smoking, nicknames, brief mention of snakes, movie reference, banter, flirting, teasing, confession, mini angst, and fluff

Waking up with a sore throat and a snotty nose was not how you wanted to start your day. At all. Your eyes felt crusty from sleep, or your sickness and your whole body felt achy and cold. Well, no work today for you, that's for sure. You were not going to get up, get dressed, and everything, just to suffer through eight or nine hours of dealing with people. That sounded like torture, and you didn't want to risk getting anyone else sick. One part of you was pretty elated, you didn't really care much for your job. But, the other part of you was going to miss your best friend, Sam. The both of you had planned to go out to dinner together.

You and Sam met when he rode into your sleepy little town on his motorcycle. You were on your way to college, walking down the sidewalk when he pulled up to you. He asked for directions to the closest motel and you answered politely; whilst also trying not to get too caught up in how handsome he was.

Throughout his stay in your little town, you had bumped into him many times. On the fourth time, you were with friends at a bar. You had been chatting with them, laughing and having a good time as you usually did, before one of your friends nudged you in the side. You looked at them, seeing their bright, mischievous grin and the glint in their eyes; watching as they gestured with their eyes to the other side of the room.

You turned your head, looking over, only to freeze. There, at the other side of the bar, was the mysterious stranger that rode into town only a few days prior. The stranger that you had learned was called Sam Drake; his eyes flickered over to you. You had bumped into them three times before - as previously said - and all three times, you felt this immense connection between the two of you.

Before you knew it, you found yourself walking to the other side of the bar; with a smidge of help from your friends, your confidence grew; albeit with the help of some liquid courage. You stood with him, leaning against the bar as you sipped one of your drinks.

You finally got to know the mysterious Sam, finding out that he was a treasure hunter; which definitely intrigued you. He told you the many stories of his adventures, from Captain Avery's treasure to just traveling around different countries with his brother.

When it was your turn to speak, you almost felt that your life was practically nothing in comparison to his. You didn't go off on amazing adventures or found long lost treasure. You worked a simple - yet boring - nine to five job. You had friends, went out to the arcade and the movies sometimes, but never anything as amazing as what Sam said he did. You hadn't even traveled outside of the country. But you spoke your part, and Sam didn't turn away. He didn't yawn, he didn't stray his eyes, and he didn't try to interrupt you. You had his full and complete attention.

And, well... To make a long story short. The two of you quickly became best friends.

Sam stayed in the town for the next month, playing the excuse that he needed a small vacation from his treasure hunting. You greatly doubted that. But, for that month, you spent most of the time together. You showed him around, introduced him to your friends, and even went on mini adventures on that motorcycle of his together. You were both joined at the hip, and you - and Sam - wouldn't have it any other way.

But he did have to go. You had learned that Sam never liked to stay in one place for too long. And before you knew it, he was heading off to Granada, Spain. You were incredibly crestfallen. You didn't want him to go so soon, but then he asked you something that you couldn't refuse.

He asked you to come with him.

You couldn't say ‘no.’ How could you say ‘no?’ This was your chance to get out of the country, to get away from your sleepy little town, to get away and go on a real adventure. You asked your boss for the time off, packed your bags, and off you and Sam went - with the help of his friend Sully - whom you grew to adore as a father figure.

Granada was beautiful. The architecture, the culture, the food, everything. You wished that you could stay there forever. Sam - quite literally - taught you the ropes, teaching you how to toss a grapple hook and swing across high cliffs. You traveled through forests, through old ruins, and even helped Sam find the lost jewels of Enrique Gómez. It was adrenaline-filled, and exciting.

You didn't know when, or where in Granada, but you found yourself falling for the thief. You quite thought that he stole your heart. And you did not want it back. You loved how passionate he got when he spoke about an artifact or some treasure he had planned to find in the future. You loved the way his face lit up when he found something amazing to show you. You loved how the corners of his eyes would crinkle when he laughed. You loved his voice when he spoke about anything and everything; you could listen to him talk for hours. And you loved his eyes... They held so many emotions, and if you held his gaze long enough, you believed that you'd fall into those dark abysses of his.

This realization however, made your life a bit more difficult.

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Groaning slightly, you pouted, not even wanting to move an inch; it felt like your skin was on fire, yet you were freezing. However, you needed to use the bathroom, and your nose was beginning to run, so you had to get up. After you were finished, you headed downstairs to find some tissues so you didn't have to use toilet paper, grabbed your carton of ice cream from the freezer for your sore throat, and headed back to your room. Dealing with your nose, you sniffled before heading to your closet to find your fuzzy bathrobe. Slipping that on, you almost felt a little better before heading to your TV, sliding your ‘Superman ll’ VHS tape into the player. Sitting on your bed, your back against the headboard, you slowly ate your ice cream as you watched your movie; feeling groggy and aching.

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Sam waited by his motorcycle, leaning on the diner building’s wall, as he waited for you; taking a drag from his cigarette. He was becoming a bit restless, with his foot tapping against the pavement. Near the beginning of his friendship with you, he insisted that he would pick you up in the evenings when you both had planned to have dinner together, but you insisted back, wanting to use your own car; not wanting Sam to waste his motorcycle’s gas more than he had to. Sam had been a bit disappointed in the beginning. He thought picking you up would be a great opportunity to spend more time with you, but it didn’t take Sam long to agree with you.

But as he waited, and waited, Sam began to wonder and worry about you. What if something happened? What if you got caught in traffic? Sam scoffed to himself on that. Traffic? There was hardly any, if not zero, traffic in your little town; Sam came to realize that after staying there for the past month or so. So, where were you?

Were you okay?

Though Sam was used to feeling worried and uneasy - especially for his brother, Nathan - he still wasn't used to the feeling. In addition to these feelings that grew whenever he saw you. This intense sense of desire to protect, hold, and cherish you. It scared the hell out of him. It scared him because he didn't know how to handle it. He was a flirt. He was someone who enjoyed the thrill of danger. He probably couldn't count how many one-night stands he had. But this… This… It felt so different. He wasn’t a ‘settle down’ kind of guy. But, Sam believed that he could be for you.

He sighed heavily, smoke expelled from his mouth as he pulled the cigarette from his mouth and stared at it. You told him to quit, but it was difficult. He had cut back on how many cigarettes he smoked in a day - smoking only one or two a day. He wanted to quit; he really did - especially for you. But every once in a while, he’d lose himself and he’d start smoking again. Just a tiny bit of nicotine and he’d be good as new. Sam sighed again; staring at the cigarette for a moment before tossing it onto the ground, squishing it with the heel of his boot, and pushing himself off the wall. Sam stuffed his hands into his Jeans pockets as a couple left the diner; their laughter echoing throughout the air. Sam felt that he had waited long enough, hopping onto his bike. The trip to your house was a short one, and when Sam saw your car in the driveway, he let out a sigh of relief.

Slipping off his bike, he walked up to the front door, ringing the doorbell. Shuffling his feet on the porch, he stuffed his hands back into his jean jacket pockets, hearing shuffling behind the door. As you opened the door, Sam's awaiting grin dropped when he saw your appearance. You stood at the open door, hand holding onto the door frame to support your weight. You were wrapped up in your fuzzy bathrobe, your hair a bit messy, and still in your pajamas. Your eyes were glassy, your eyelids were hooded, and your nose red.

"Oh, sweetheart..." Sam muttered, as you sniffled, "Why didn't you tell me that you were sick? Why didn't you call me?"

"Hello, handsome," You gave him a small, tired smile, moving out of the way as he quickly entered, "I'm sorry, I should've called..." You muttered, closing the door behind yourself. "I just didn't want you to worry about me. I'm fine now, it's just a cold." You tried to reassure him, letting out a yawn.

Sam shook his head, raising his hand to press the inside of his wrist against your forehead, "Y/N, you're hot."

You let out a small laugh, having to turn and cover your mouth as you let out a nasty cough, "Thanks, you are too."

"No, sweetheart, you're really burning up." He spoke, "Come on, let's get you back into bed." You nodded slowly, following Sam up the stairs and back into your room. Sam pulled your blankets back as you climbed in; unable to stop smiling as Sam began to tuck you in perfectly. You hummed happily, snuggling deeper under your blankets before turning around to lay on your back, closing your eyes. "Do you need anything? Water, food?" Sam asked, watching as you shook your head. He let out a sigh as he ran his hand through your hair, pushing it from your sweaty forehead.

"I'm good, thank you, Sammy." You spoke, clearing your throat slightly as you opened your eyes again, "You're too good for me." You mumbled, your eyes closing once more as you fell asleep.

Sam sighed once more as your breathing began to slow, your chest rising and falling peacefully. Standing from your bed, he headed out of your house, but not before grabbing your house keys from the hook by the door.

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You didn't know how long you had slept, or what time it was, but when you opened your eyes, you found the sun rising outside your bedroom window. Blinking rapidly you took in a deep breath, and sat up. As you push yourself to lean back against your headrest, you let out another cough, rubbing your sore throat with your hand. Looking around, you found Sam's jean jacket on the back of your desk chair, his shoes next to yours by your closet. You couldn't help but smile as you brushed your hair back, wondering where he was. But, your question was quickly answered as you heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and it wasn't long until your bedroom door opened.

Sam entered, dressed in his jeans and maroon v-neck, holding a bowl. Noticing that you were awake, Sam's frown flipped right around. "Afternoon, gorgeous."

"Gorgeous?" You let out a small laugh, watching as he sat down the steaming bowl on your bedside table. It looked like soup. "I bet I look like a mess, but, thank you." You smiled brightly at him, sitting up. "So, where have you been?"

He continued to grin, running a hand through his hair, "Out n' about."

"Out? Where?" You pressed, furrowing your eyebrows together.

"Well, I went to the store, and got you a few things that you might need..." He replied, grinning as he continued, going around your bed to grab a brown paper bag from the end of your bed; placing it down near your feet, "And then I made you soup. Your tea is doing whatever tea does in the kitchen. I was going to go grab it after I gave you your soup. But now that you're awake..." He trailed off, digging through the bag to pull out the items he grabbed for you.

"Sam, did you really?" You asked with a smile, excitement, and surprise in your voice, and your stomach filled with warmth as he nodded. "Is that chocolate?" You asked as Sam pulled out a few packs of crackers, some chocolate bars, a box of tissues, and a few small bottles of water.

"Yeah. I didn't know how much you needed. Or what you wanted..." He muttered, placing them all on your nightstand; the last item being an ibuprofen bottle. "But, I also saw this when I was out, and thought you might like it." He spoke, going back into the paper bag, and pulling out a book. You blinked a few times before your eyes widened, looking up at Sam in shock.

Reaching out, you took the book into your hands, a gasp leaving you, "Sam... This is ‘The Trials of Marine Beaumont’! The legendary French pirate that revolutionized European history in the seventeenth century! How did you get this? It’s been sold out everywhere." Sam shrugged lightly, giving a halfhearted smile as he took a seat at the edge of your bed. "Who knew that a small cold would bring out the nurse in you. You spoil me.”

"Don’t think that’s an excuse for you to get sick again." He smirked at you softly, “And I always spoil you.” His chocolate brown eyes gazed down at you. "How do you feel?" He then asked, shifting closer to your side.

"A little better... My throat is a bit sore, but otherwise, I feel great." You smiled softly, glancing over at your alarm clock, "It's almost two... Did you stay here all night last night?"

"Yeah," Sam nodded, "I didn't know if you'd need me for anything... So, I slept on the couch."

You sat the book down beside you on the bed, "Sammy... You should've just taken the guest bedroom. That couch is so small."

Sam just shrugged, his fingers fiddling with the edge of the handmade quilt, "Slept on worse," He joked, looking up at you, finding you already looking at him. Clearing his throat, he pressed his fist to his mouth briefly, "So, you hungry? Don't want your soup to get cold."

You hummed, nodding as your smile softened, "Yeah, it smells amazing."

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"Snakes... Why is it always snakes..?"

Your bedroom was dark, only the light from your TV illuminating the room. You were sitting on your bed, leaning against the headboard, Sam beside you; his arm wrapped around your shoulders. An empty bowl sat on your bedside table, along with your new book, your empty tea cup, and your alarm clock - which read; seven-thirty-three.

Your cheek was pressed snuggly against Sam's shoulder, eyes glued to your TV as Indiana Jones found himself surrounded by snakes. Your nose felt dry, as did your throat; and you coughed. Sam rubbed soothing circles into your shoulder. Sam blindly reached for the half-empty water bottle beside him, before handing it to you.

"Thank you..." You muttered, taking small sips from the bottle. "You know," You began, clearing your throat a bit, "He reminds me of you."

Sam looked down at you, his brows knitting in confusion. "Who?"

You shook your head, "Indiana Jones." You chuckled softly, setting the bottle of water on the nightstand, "He loves adventure, going from place to place, finding treasures..." You trailed off, grabbing a tissue from the tissue box and blowing your nose. "Though I will admit, you're funnier than him." You said, throwing away the tissue in your small, plastic trash can.

"You don't say," Sam smiled, his lips grazing the tip of your head, before looking back at the TV.

"I do say," You mumbled, nuzzling your cheek on the soft fabric of his sleeve. "I love that about you. No matter how I am feeling, or what situation, you always make me laugh."

Sam suddenly felt warm, his heart fluttering as he smiled. "Hey, I am a man of many talents." Sam breathed out, his thumb running across your shoulder gently.

"Yes, you are," You grinned, just as the infamous Indiana Jones pulled his way out of the snake pit. But at the sound of your little hum, Sam looked back down at you. Feeling his eyes on you, you looked up at him. "What?" You asked, biting off a piece of your chocolate bar.

Sam tilted his head to the side slightly, his dark eyes searching yours before he spoke, "What was that little hum all about?" He asked, his grin turning mischievous.

"What hum?" You giggled quietly, moving the chocolate bar from your mouth.

"You hummed, sweetheart." He raised an eyebrow, "What popped up in that beautiful mind of yours?"

You bit your bottom lip, re-wrapping the chocolate bar and setting it over on your bedside table. You watched Sam closely, as he looked back at you. He seemed curious, waiting for your answer patiently. "Nothing important..." You spoke softly, suddenly becoming nervous. Sam could tell that something was bothering you. "Um, Sam," You paused, licking your lips nervously. "Can I ask you something?" You started, not meeting his eyes.

"You can ask me anything," He told you, his hand on your shoulder gently playing with your hair. You nodded, staring down at your hands in your lap. The short silence between the two of you hung thick and heavy. Sam could hear your breathing slowly getting heavier and heavier. After a moment, he sighed, deciding to speak first; seeing as you never had a problem talking to him, even when it came to the serious stuff. "Y/N?" His voice sounded gentle, his tone kind as he spoke to you.

"When are you going to leave?" You asked, continuing to stare down at your lap, as Sam felt a wave of panic - and slight hurt - settle in his stomach.

"I can leave-"

"No!" You cried out,, your hand grabbing his, quickly lifting your gaze to meet his eyes. "I mean... Um... I- uh, Do you have any plans on leaving any time soon? Y’know, going off on another adventure?" What you really wanted to ask was if he had plans of leaving you soon. You knew that Sam wasn't the kind of guy to stay in one place for too long. He had told you, and it was very apparent in the many stories that he told you, that it was only a matter of time.

He stared down at you, watching the nervous expression on your face shift to worry. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, shaking his head slightly as he opened them again, "Not right now. It might be a while. Maybe in a week or two. Not sure." Sam admitted before his expression suddenly turned serious. The intensity in his eyes caused your breath to catch in your throat, but with a somewhat defeated sigh, he dropped his eyes from you to the still-playing TV. As Indiana swooped down with his lady-love in his arms, Sam pursed his lips; his eyes narrowing in deep thought. "I'm not good at this," He muttered, and you could tell that he was speaking more to himself than anyone else.

Your brows furrowed, "At what?"

Sam hesitated for a few moments, before speaking. "Love," He explained, his brown eyes boring into yours, causing you to blink once, twice. "I've been in love before, Y/N, but... I've never felt anything like what I do towards you. It's hard for me to put words to my feelings, but... I guess what I'm trying to say is..." He trailed off, not knowing how to continue. "You make me want to be that 'settle down' type of guy, sweetheart." You swallowed thickly at his confession.

You suddenly forgot how terrible you felt - forgetting about the stuffy nose, the sore throat, and your aching muscles - you simply focused on him. His gentle touch as his hand covered yours, his words echoing through your head as you gazed into those same deep brown orbs. His words made your insides melt, and your cheeks flushed. You felt yourself falling deeper and deeper, and deeper. "Really?" You asked, you couldn't help yourself, letting out a small giggle; you felt your eyes tear up slightly.

"Yeah," Sam breathed, "Really." He repeated, reaching out to cup your warm cheek.

You sighed, "If I wasn't sick right now, I would kiss you," You stated honestly, feeling a rush of excitement course through your veins as you stared into his eyes.

Sam grinned, narrowing his eyes playfully, "I don't mind getting sick, if it means kissing you,"

You couldn't help but laugh, before turning away swiftly to let out a rough cough into the sleeve of your elbow. "First thing when I'm better, how about that?" You suggested, looking back up at him, unable to keep your wide smile off of your face.

Sam chuckled lightly, looping his arm back around your shoulders, the both of you settling back to watch the rest of the Indiana Jones movie, "I'll hold you to that."

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justellie-b · 4 months

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Castle 5x16 "Hunt" commentary with Rob Bowman, Andrew Marlowe, Nathan Fillion & Molly Quinn

- Onto part 2 today (you can find Part 1 here)

Here, Andrew talks about how powerless Kate feels in this episode. Agree that Stana did an amazing job here portraying just that!

Rob touches on how they matched the color of the lighting in that scene to how Kate was feeling so we, as the audience, can keep up with her emotions too. I've come to appreciate all these various lighting in different scenes, which I never really noticed before. Like, someone shared in S4 finale where Kate was staring at the murder board in the precinct, the lighting was dark but when Castle suddenly appeared with coffee in hand, the lighting gradually becomes brighter. I LOVE THAT!

#castle #castle commentary #and a little bit of my rambling #caskett #kate beckett #richard castle #stana katic #rob bowman #andrew marlowe #nathan fillion #molly quinn

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1) Right now, both Ari & Steve can fuck off and get their shit together. Meanwhile, reader is still a freshman in college so she should just go “experiment” with Natasha 😏

2) His mood changed because he’s bipolar and is triggered very easily.

3) Wanda is a decent friend, in her defense she think she’s found love and is wearing her rose colored glasses and can’t see anything else going on around her.

4) So the obvious answer would be there’s history between Kira, Steve, and Ari. Maybe they all went to high school together and things got ugly after Ari broke Kira’s heart by dumping her (or never making her official) right before he went to college. BUT, I don’t know if you’ve ever seen One Tree Hill, but it’s definitely giving those vibes. Half brothers (one blonde and one brunette) who hate each other because dad cheated and left his family for another and one grew up rich and with a mom & their mutual dad but the other grew up with a single mom and not poor but not rich. They both play basketball and are competitive in and out of the game. So I could totally see them being half brothers. Especially because at one point reader said they had the same eyes.

Anyway, you did an amazing job! I hope this keeps going! Any thoughts on when part 4 will be out?

I think reader is so scarred by Ari/Steve that she’d be too scared of experimenting lmfaooo, she just thinks everyone wants her only for sex 😭

I think Wanda started out as a decent friend and okay say we excuse her Curtis obsessed behaviour, she still threw the compact mirror at reader’s face and snickered when the ball hit her! And not to mention all the passive aggressive comments! 💀💀💀💀

And bestie, Wicked Games is literally based on OTH! Bc when I was writing part 1, I was rewatching OTH which is why I made Ari a basketball player!!! I want the fic to have a OTH vibe,.. although Ari and Steve are nothing like Nathan and Lucas! Lucas was a bitch and Nathan is THE STANDARD most gentlemanly hot perfect caring daddy in the world 🥹🥹🥹 meanwhile Ari and Steve are currently just assholes 💀

ANYWAYS THANK YOU SM 🩷🩷🩷

#wg 3 spoiler #wg ask #anon

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constellation-sys · 5 months

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bsd ramblings (seasons 1, 2, and dead apple)

i would commit double suicide with dazai

why does everyone have a gyatt

kunikida x dazai??????

WHY ARE THE SIBLINGS SO WEIRDDDD

ranpo’s my scrungo

atsushi has trauma and is a furry

kunikida and endeavor sound really similar

dazai <33333

what the actual fuck is wrong with the doctor

oh hey ginger

oh those bitches are homosexual

the way they fight is so homoerotic

“go to hell! i was being saracastic!” — chuuya to his boyfriend

dazai x chuuya

atsushi x akutagawa

WHY IS EVERY SINGLE GUY IN BSD SO HOT

the animation has no right to be so good

kenji is so silly. i love him

kenji loving cows is so real of him

i need more port mafia exec dazai

“he both fears death and is drawn to it” ME FR

DAZAI <33333333333333333333

i want to hold dazai. i need to ruffle his hair. i want to commit suicide with him, my last words being heard by him only. i want to drown with this man, the holy water bringing us both to the afterlife. we will both be free.

chuuya is so silly

“come now, take me with you to the afterlife” DAZAI AJHDISBEUDBEUBD

dazai is a disaster bi and i love him for that

i pledge allegiance to the flag of bungo stray dogs and to the fandom for which it stands. one nation under dazai, indivisible, with fanfic and fanart for all.

dazai is down horrendous for oda. i don’t blame him

dazai my silly wet cat disaster bi husband <33333333333333333

akutagawa is so silly

WHY DID THE THEME SONG HAPPEN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE EPISODE WTF

men <3

oda is my dad now bc i said so

the kid’s name is shinji? evangelion reference??

“because odasaku’s my friend” NO HE AINT DAZAI. HE’S YOUR UNREQUITED CRUSH.

“because i know my friend better than anyone” DAZAI’S LITTLE GASP OMFG IEBEKSHWJJDEBBE OMFG OMFG IM GONNA CRY DONT EVEN WINEUEHEJEJ (friend who got me into the show) YOU BITCH

“you’re a were-tiger, grow some were-balls” KUNIKIDA YOU DID NOT

ranpo is autistic

WHY THE HELL IS THE BOSS SO WEIRD ABT HIS KID WIHDJEBE OMFG

“i can’t hear the voice of god with you staring like that” — every catholic ever

nathanial hawthorn is a silly catholic

margaret basically being the daughter of a rich plantation owner in the 1800’s is so american

ranpo my silly

chuuya <3

q and kyouka are my children

osamu dazai my silly little wet cat autistic depressed suicidal maniac disaster bisexual husband <3

WHY IS MARK FUCKING TWAIN SO FINE OMFG THIS SHOW

lovecraft is weird. i like it. he’s accurate.

margaret x nathan??

chuuya and dazai are an old married couple. i love them so much.

“god i hate you” — chuuya to his husband who he loves very much

“don’t worry, buddy. i’ve got you” — dazai to his lover

“i’d expect nothing from you, my worthy adversary” poe to his bf

WHY IS POE FINE SOEJDIHENSHDBE

ranpo is so silly

dazai is a cool uncle to kyouka fuck you

akutagawa and atsushi are down bad for each other

why is scott fitzgerald a crossbreed between a dilf and a twink

cmon you two kiss each other already

is akutagawa down bad for dazai or just looks up to him

WHY IS THE WIFE NAMED ZELDA?? IS SHE A PRINCESS OR WHAT

i am OBSESSED with this show

never have i ever watched an anime with a shit theme song. i love bsd’s intro so much

hehe moby dick

if kyouka dies i’m killing myself /hj

welp guess i’m dying

akutagawa my silly <3

nvm not dying today. hey at least kyouka isn’t dead

dazai is akutagawa’s father figure sorry not sorry

lovecraft is so real for jumping in the sea

POE IS HERE WIHEEIHEIEHEUDHEHD I LOVE POE

RANPO KISS HIM RN KISS YOU TWO KISS

“but i prefer the women in my life to be under 12” E X C U S E M E S I R

RUSSIAN MAN????

CRIME AND PUNISHMENT DUDE HELL YEAH

IWJDUEBEHE DAZAI QUOTING ODA IEHRUEBEUDHWHDUENDJDJHE IM GONNA CRY AGAIN BYE—

DEAD APPLE IS AMAZING. I WATCHED IT ON 9ANIME. ONLY SUB THOUGH

READING THE TRANSLATOR STRUGGLE IS SO FUNNY. o7 TO THEM GOOD JOB.

#bsd #i’m so normal abt this show

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the-butterfly-blues · 2 years

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Spider-Man. Deadpool. I love them both so much, especially their dynamic, but I have some problem with this.

Tom Holland is a good Peter Parker, no doubt, but if a Spider-Man is going to be in a Deadpool film, it should be either Andrew Garfield or Tobey Maguire or hell maybe even a new one, though preferably (out of complete bias) Andrew. Having Tom’s Peter in it, who’s established to be 18/19, will completely change the dynamic between SM and DP because he’s younger. I don’t mean to be rude, but I don’t want ‘fan service’ for those who have DP ‘adopt’ SM. Yes, the art and little blurbs I’ve seen are kind of cute, but it’s not the main DP/SM dynamic. Marvel’s already strayed from the source material so much with all of its new shows, I just don’t want this to affect DP and SM too.

Yes. Tom is famous and he’s ‘riding a high’ with all these amazing roles, but I view this as the same mistake they did with Uncharted. I can’t say much about the movie since I refuse to watch it beyond the few clips I did see, but he looked too young to play Nathan Drake. I believe he’s a pretty good actor, but that’s not all when it comes to a movie based off of something like a game or a book, etc. And don’t get me started on what I’ve seen of Mark Wahlberg’s ‘acting’ in that movie, if you can even call it that.

Anyways, whether this is true or not, it’s not going to stop me from watching the film and appreciating the work that went into all of it, including Tom’s acting if he is in it. Though hopefully they’re using Tom’s Peter to deter us from thinking one of the other two will actually be in it or it’s just a rumor and the most we’ll get is a name drop. If it is true, well, so be it. I’ll still root for Tom because he’s just doing his job and playing a role he appears to enjoy. I have no ill will against anyone.

#spideypool #Deadpool #spider-man #tom holland #andrew garfield #tobey maguire #deadpool 3 #rumor

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paceypeternathanslawyer · 1 year

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I'm just thinking about how Jamie Scott had the most stable childhood on One Tree Hill. It is One Tree Hill so the writers did put Jamie through a lot of trauma unfortunately but I mean in terms of what his parental situation was like.

Nathan had two parents but his mother was seemingly absent for a good portion of his first 16 years of life. His father was emotionally, verbally, and physically abusive to him growing up.

Brooke's parents were emotionally absent and almost entirely physically absent. Her father continually cheated on her mother and they constantly fought so Brooke's life was very tumultuous.

Peyton had a biological mother who died of cancer and adoptive mother who died in a car crash both before Peyton graduated high school. When she did finally meet her biological father he tried his damndest to keep her from even finding out that he was her dad and he's also an alcoholic. Her adoptive father works on dredging boats. I believe they're dredging boats but either way his job takes him away from Peyton almost constantly so she lives in their house alone for the majority of any given year except for the occasional visit on his off time.

Lucas had a loving mother which is amazing but his biological father was a horrible evil person. He had the same dad as Nathan so as you can see from the section talking about Nathan's childhood... Dan was very abusive. With Lucas it was a very different situation. Dan was completely absent and then when Lucas joined the basketball team, he started to see more of Dan and started to see more of the abusive tendencies aimed his way.

Haley had loving and present parents but she does allude to them maybe not being the most stable like when she says "Besides, I just really don't want to be one of those moms that's, like, completely overwhelmed and unprepared and always screaming at her kids the way my mom used to be. Oh, it was crazy."

Then you have Jamie. Jamie is the child of Nathan and Haley. Nathan ended the cycle of abuse that had been going on for generations. Royal seemingly verbally abused Dan and Dan verbally and/or physically abused both of his sons. But Nathan made the choice to be a good man, a loving faithful husband, and a present wise and loving father. He encouraged his son to live up to his potential but he didn't put unreasonable expectations on him. He found a way to live his dreams but also put his wife and children above his career goals. He made time for his son and daughter. He's dependable, solid, and wise. Haley is a sweet, loving, and protective mother who would do anything for her children. It's really touching and beautiful to see Nathan and Haley give their son and daughter a life that none of the other main characters got. There's a reason that when Peyton thinks there's a chance that she could die during child birth she makes a video for her daughter and has this to say about Nathan and Haley "But if you ever need a mom-and-dad fix, you have Nathan and Haley for that." Everyone deserves parents like Naley. They are funny, they love each other and they love their children, they love and care for their friends. They are truly special people 💜💜

And, yes, Brooke, Peyton, and Lucas also gave their children great lives. The only difference is that with Jamie/Lydia we really got to see this played out and exemplified for many years. Lucas and Peyton left the show right after Peyton gave birth and with Brooke, we only saw one season of her and Julian with their twins and i'm not sure that year is a good example of how those children will grow up. Julian accidentally left one child in the car for hours (thankfully the baby lived) and also a lot of other shit was going on in S9. But I know that Brooke is amazing mother and Julian despite that horrible mistake has learned from it and will be an amazing father.

In summation Jamie and Lydia's childhood is such a unique dynamic that is not usually shown on One Tree Hill and it's such a beautiful thing 💗💗💜💜

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razzlerdazzler · 1 year

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Can we request for Nathan with gender neutral reader? Can we request for Yuri & Ryan from Tiger and Bunny? Thanks!

Sorry if Yuri and Ryan aren't that good, I haven't watched a lot of Tiger and Bunny yet, and I still haven't seen the movie. I hope you like it :)

Nathan, Yuri, and Ryan (separated) Relationship Headcanons

Warning: spoilers for Tiger and Bunny movie

Nathan

Nathan is huge on PDA, whenever they have the chance they will hold you, doesn't even matter if you two are in public or not

It also doesn't matter if you are a hero on patrol with them, they will show you some love

This involves snuggling up with you on the couch, holding your hand or having their arm around you while , kissing you on the head or on the lips, the list goes on

They love to spoil you and and they usually go with you on any shopping trips you take

They would also buy you things that remind them of you

If you ever want them to, Nathan would love to help you put makeup on, paint your nails, or do your hair

If you ever wanted to help them put on their makeup or do their nails then they would be ecstatic

Even if you're not very good at it, they will compliment it and tell you how amazing of a job you did

If you are a hero then you and Nathan Nathan will usually work together, even if you both have different sponsors

While you two are out on patrol, they will flirt with you (you might or might not flirt back as well)

The fans love your guys relationship and definitely ship you two

You both watch each others backs while you two are on patrol

If either of you two get hurt, the other will help bandage them up and will give a gentle kiss to their forehead

Whether you are a hero or not, Nathan would love to introduce you to their friends, especially Kotetsu since they feel like you two would get along great

If anybody picks on you, they would be pissed

They already had a rough childhood because of being picked on, but they are not gonna let that happen to you

They would walk up to the person bothering you and their voice would go low as they tell the person to fuck off

Speaking of Nathan's childhood they tell you all about it and you promise them that that will never happen again on your watch

You always tell them how amazing they look and how much you love the way they are

Nathan just loves you so much and you love them back just as much

Yuri

Yuri will give you PDA, when you two are in private, his love for you is only for your eyes and your eyes only

Whenever you two are in private however, he'll be all over you

If somebody does pick on you, he would walk up to you two and wrap his arms around you

He would cut the person off, if they were still talking to you and would tell you that it's time to go home

He did not want to make a scene because of his job, so he couldn't hurt the person that was disrespecting you

Afterwards however, when he had his vigilante outfit on, he would hunt the person down and make sure that they don't cause trouble for anybody else

He loves to spoil you and since he has a good job, he is able to do that

He would buy you anything you asked for

He's told you about his father and about how he treated him and his mother before he died

He told you about how his father left the scar on his face and how he killed his father, to protect his mother and him

After he tells you this, you'd kiss him and tell him how much you love him

Whenever you two are in private and his scar is not covered up, you'd gently trace it with your fingers, and then you'd start kissing all over the scar and tell him how handsome he looks

It doesn't matter whether you agree or disagree with his opinions and actions of justice, you'll both still love each other nontheless

He knows that you worry about him, and ever since he's started dating you, he's been working on being more careful while he's trying to enact his justice to the world

If he ever gets hurt, you would help bandage and heal his wounds

You would also tell him how happy you are that he's back home, and how much you missed him

Even if he can't completely fix the world he'll still have you and your love, and really that's all he could ever ask for

Ryan

Ryan like Nathan is also huge on PDA

He'd be comfortable with PDA, pretty much anywhere

He loves to show you off, like "Hey everybody look this is my amazing lover"

Even though he does like to show off, you being around does help him try to lower how much he does it and all the heros thank you for it

However this does not stop him from showing off to you "babe, did you see how cool I was out there?"

Whenever he gets hurt while he's out on patrol, you'll help bandage him up, and afterwards he'll ask if he can get a kiss for his hero work

If you ever call him your hero, his brain short circuits, and his face will turn all red for a few seconds

Until his brain decides to work again and he smirks at you "You got that right baby, I'll always be your hero"

If anybody bothers you, he'll quickly tell the person to fuck off and that if they don't leave he'll give them a reason to

He tells you about his insecurities and how he sometimes feel like you're out of his league, and how you'll leave him for someone else

You hold him close and kiss him as you tell him how much you love him, and how he is the only one for you

Whenever he has nightmares, he'll tell you about what they're about and how he lost control of his powers, and he never wants that to happen again

He's worried he might accidentally hurt you one day with his powers

You comfort him and tell him how that would never happen, and how you trust him with your life

Every time you two have these types of deep conversations there are usually tears and I love you's involved

These deep conversations help your relationship flourish and help you both understand each other better

You both love each other so much, and neither of you would change that for anything

#tiger and bunny #tiger and bunny x reader #nathan seymour x reader #nathan seymour #yuri petrov x reader #golden ryan x reader #ryan goldsmith x reader

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tinalbion · 22 days

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Hey! ^^ i hope you're doing well! ^^ How about these ones from the horror movie ask game, if you want? ^^

5, 9, 17, and 18 .

Hey there! So far so good, actually! Just struggling with seasonal allergies, so that's fun lol. I hope you're well, too! 💙Thanks for sending an ask in, I appreciate it as always!

5. favorite horror film from the year you turned 13

Oof so this is such a difficult one to choose! The first Saw movie came out and it was SO intense, loved it the first time I saw it in theaters. I've loved seeing how ridiculous they've become and I own all of them now 😂 And then Shaun of the Dead came out?! I know it's more horror comedy, but the Cornetto trilogy will always have a special place in my heart.

9. favorite horror film with your favorite horror character in it

Okay so we all know I love Freddy, he's been the main choice of horror character since I was like, 8. This one is a toss up between Dream Warriors and Freddy vs Jason. Dream Warriors is such a favorite for a lot of the ANOES fans, and for very good reason. I loved seeing more of Freddy's super cheesy dad joke vibe come out on this one, he was more silly and hilarious, which is such a refreshing take on a slasher.

Freddy vs Jason is just so good and I can't explain why. There are people who tear into that film so bad and I know it's not the greatest, but the way Robert and Ken feed off of each other on set and the lines?! It's too good to not talk about. It's one of the true last films we got with Robert as Freddy, and I'll cherish it so much.

17. favorite horror film that you watched in theaters

Actually, it wasn't when it first came out because that was before my time, but one year for Halloween, my local theater was showing the double feature of Texas Chainsaw Massacre 1 and 2. The energy in the theater was SO amazing, it was the first time people weren't just being obnoxious and speaking through the movie, but actually having fun, and the ENTIRE room was just charged with such fun energy! A lot of theater experiences are never like that for me, so it was a very special time for me~

18. favorite horror film with your favorite horror actor/actress in it

Robert Englund is my absolute top favorite, as most know on this page, but I do love and respect a lot of other horror actors and actresses.

I won't strictly stick to ANOES for this comment because it's an obvious answer, so I'll spice it up a bit. There's a LOT of films he's in that I love to watch, but I'd have to go with Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon. Minus the incredible Nathan Baesel, Robert did such a fantastic job in this film where he finally DOESN'T die and he gives more of a Dr. Loomis vibe to his role, which you don't get to see very often from him.

#tinalbion speaks #wicked1will0sparkles #horror movie ask #thanks for sending this in!

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Hello please tell me all about your androids/android worldbuilding <3 - @void-botanist

JDJDJDJDJDJ my favorite topic

ok so first things first you should know a few things about the union's robot laws: 1. the ai can't be "sentient" (as in, work like a mind of a person) 2. robots cannot look too much like living creatures 3. most of then require an owner (a person or a company)

now based on that: most of the robots & androids are created to do jobs that are either too dangerous or too hard. There are also robots that are like bartenders or chefs or secretaries etc., but they're more rare and are more popular in either rich spaces or spaces that refuse to pay their workers the minimum wage & instead just by a robot </3

There are also androids more suitable for "free time", like a buddy you can talk to in a cafe or a...thing for some adult time (tm).

Another field with large amount of robots or androids is the defense force, especially the groups that have something to do with the borders or with non-union planets (e.g. Dana's special squad, Five & Two). These are stronger and have better processors and are able to have conversations, but they still only either do their own job they were programmed to do, or they take orders.

Funny thing, most of the Planet Alone-time robot industries are from Mars. We'll see more about that in Cynosure.

NOW! Now that I've talked about what it's like int the most parts of the planet alone world, let's talk about Nathan & Victor.

The whole thing starts with Orion, Nathan's "dad". He's a famous politician, respected by many etc etc. and killed for something political he had almost nothing to do with. Anyway. He and his wife had a problem: they both can't have biological children, and no adoption center would give them a child bc of their busy af jobs. Orion isn't doing well bc lf that :(

Orion's friend, Matthew, is a magnificent AI programmer and had opened his robotics company a few years ago. Orion knows that he had been working on an AI that'd work just like a human mind AND a line of human-like androids, until the law mentioned at the beginning of this answer came. He didn't scrap the work though, and Orion knows that. Orion tells his situation to Matthew and begs him to finish what he started, and promises to keep it secret from everyone*, even from his future "child". Matthew agrees.

Now this AI then, clearly works just like a human mind. No additional widgets etc. The only noticiable thing is that this android doesn't have any kinds of bodily fluids. Orion explained that to his "son" as a "u were sick as a child so u r a bit Different(tm)" thing. Nathan, of course, believed everything.

They had a really amazing father-son relationship since the beginning, Orion was a perfect father. Matthew became a little bit jealous and decided to create a son for himself. An updated model, with more realistic features (like previously mentioned fluids) and more handsome. That's how we got Victor. And unlike Orion, Matthes tomd him the truth as soon as Vic actually started to understand what's going on. That gave him a god complex and a large ego but that's a thing for another day.

Now, you may wonder, how is Nathan aware of who he is now? Orion told him in the end. The poor guy did what a teen can easily do at his age - get a crush. And that obviously means a serious talk. Let's say it didn't go well and Nate ended up saying some awful things and storming out of the house, and sitting all alone with his thoughts by a river for a few hours. Once he calmed down he went back and. well. let's say he doesn't remember what actually happened**, but the first thing he remembers afterwards is sobbing in a corner bc someone killed his dad. He's not doing fine no matter what he says.

Still, because of the laws, he keeps (or well, has to keep) acting like a human and doing his own thing. Victor does too, but he's a millionaire bc he inherited his father's company.

#* except for his wife ofc :)))#** no he didn't do it. he actually tried to stop the killer but failed and was fatally wounded. luckily nothing a hard restart of a system #- won't fix </3 his memories were locked away for some reason tho and he still doesn't know what happened #asks #rose!#sorry this is a bit long KDKFNNXXB

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bengiyo · 2 years

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The Eclipse Ep 9 Stray Thoughts

Back to the slow burn romance due to homophobia in high school show. This is in competition with Takara-kun & Amagi-kun for Best Use of High School for the BL Summer '22 High School Extravaganza Awards Show.

Fuck Chadok so much, bro.

I am convinced Thua took the notebook originally.

Khaotung performing a panic attack is convincing. Good job to First with a very believable reaction.

Damn, and here I was hoping Ayan would that Dika was his uncle.

Requesting a sponge bath?? Oh, BL.

I half-expected Akk to find lube, condoms, and dildos in that drawer alongside the pills.

Man, the softness in Khaotung's voice when Ayan talked about how much he liked seeing Akk's family took me all the way back to Make The Yuletide Gay (2009) when Nathan lamented missing the way his mom used to talk to him. I'm not okay, y'all. Send some juice.

Ayan starts to feel just a little bit better and immediately resumes flirting.

Oh lord the return of the building code violation stairs. I need someone to die on those stairs in a drama.

It's such a relief to see Akk being mischievous when Ayan's mom asks about his life at school.

Ayan is not going to lose a trolling battle, of course. Akk is definitely dating someone.

I have no notes for this dinner. That was fun. BL is way more fun when the parents aren't homophobic and genuinely love their kids. I love watching parents troll their kids with pointed questions in front of their crushes.

I do like that the boys are diligent and clean the dishes after someone else cooks for them. And of course Ayan must flirt.

I say this often, but there is a special bond between gay boys and their moms. I'm glad she approves of Akk.

Again, I have no notes for this car conversation between Ayan's mom and Akk. She isn't meddling in their affairs beyond assuring Akk that she is grateful for his presence in her son's life. Her only request being that he not hurt himself takes me back to Until We Meet Again and Pharm's first meet with Dean's grandmother.

How deep does this go with Chadok?

I do love the way the World Remembers is toeing the line.

Wat's love of film being used against people must hurt him.

And now Namo has definitely decided to take initiative. I hope Nian is okay.

Ayan is launching a phishing attack. Amazing.

I do like that no matter what is going on, Ayan will choose to be a know-it-all and a flirt.

For once a sandwich is just a sandwich, and not product placement.

It's interesting in this conversation with Namo that the most common aspect of toxic masculinity resurfaces: the ability of any other man to question your manhood (or in this case, loyalty).

Thua is so careful that I ache sometimes. Leading Kan along with a series of innocuous inquiries before stating that he's fond of Bruce Wayne, and wants him to speak to him openly. He's even careful enough not to look at Kan's reactions because he already knows.

LOL did Kan really run to Ayan and tell him everything? I love how much Kan wants to come out that he's accelerating his reliance on Ayan.

Ayan asks a super romantic question, which allows Neo and Khaotung to show off that they can act with their eyes. Incredibly refreshing. I want more of them.

Ayan giving voice to how Kan feels, and his smile in response? My heart.

I love Ayan insisting that they're dating. First is also so funny with the way he plays Akk pout-eating.

Khaotung and First are a great pair. This wasabi sequence is a real treat.

I really hope we get to see a film from Wat at some point.

Why is First swimming like this?? Is he okay?? Baby boy, you gotta put that head in the water and stretch more. Don't bend your knees so much and keep those legs straight. Did they make him do this so we would see his face? This is a disaster!

Ayan is so right. Akk has such a nice face when he smiles.

The water they're in must be cold, and they must have been filming for a while. First is shivering. I noticed this in Minato's Laundromat too on Nishigaki Sho.

It's interesting that Akk has never once denied his attraction to Ayan. Even here his rejection of the kiss is location.

The underwater kiss still belongs to the gays!!!!! We stay winning!!!!

First can also act with his face.

Oh my next week looks like things still don't come to a head. Gah, where are we headed??

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Holiiii!!!! Happy Tiny Scene Sunday, Rose! I hope you are having a really good day/night!

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pls write that scene of BBtS and Winter Holidays????🥹🥹🥹🥹

Thanks, I love you! you are the best!

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Anything for you <3 So sorry it took me this long, I was actually debating not posting this until next winter because it's just so late. But it is technically not spring yet, so...

I had a lot of fun with this, even though writing the gang all together is chaotic and hard as hell, their dynamics come very naturally to me. I don't think I ever showed you guys the wild Cecilia-Jeremy duo before, but here it is, basically summed up.

Set during the third year, so the one before when the books’ events happen. It ended up being fucking long, oops.

Just a note: Ruby is Evelyn’s younger sister (yeah, lots of BBtS characters have siblings I’ve never mentioned lol).

CW: brief mention of food

“I never say this,” declared Evelyn as she let herself fall on the sofa, “but I’m so full I might explode.”

Andrew, half-perched on the armchair, glanced at her. “I told you not to eat the chocolate lava cake.”

At that, she sprung up and almost jumped off the couch. “The chocolate lava cake is sacred. It’s the only thing I’d be tempted to sell you for.” A pause. “Besides pizza. And ice cream from that parlor we always go to when we come back home. And a particularly good salmon and mango uramaki.”

“What I’m extrapolating from this conversation is that there is a lot of food you’d sell your literal best friend for.”

Evelyn wiggled a finger. “I said tempted to sell you for. But I would resist the temptation.”

“I’m not sure,” intervened Nathan, seated on the other side of the sofa, “that is the compliment you think it is.”

Andrew shot her a resigned look. “We grew up together and it’s the best I’ve ever received from her.”

“That,” – Evelyn crossed her arms, nose wrinkled – “is a blatant lie and you know it.”

“I am,” chimed up Victoria, “so glad you’re enjoying yourselves. If you could also appreciate the effort we made decorating the room for tonight, that would be great.”

Heat stung Evelyn’s cheeks. “Sorry. You did an amazing job.”

The apartment had transformed into a winter wonderland, a perfect match to the snowstorm outside. Pine tree branches and garlands sprinkled with snow hung on the walls. Between one of Serena’s potted plants and another, icicles-studded twigs stood inside vases wrapped in white knitting. Fake snowflakes dangled from the ceiling, their texture so fine it was impossible to grasp what material they were made of.

Lily furrowed her brow. “Did you kidnap a plant bender to get all those wreaths?”

“And,” – Andrew dipped a finger inside a small heap of snow – “an ice bender too, apparently.”

“We didn’t kidnap anyone,” huffed Victoria. “We have friends other than you guys, you know.”

“Which means we asked for a favor,” added Annabelle from Jeremy's lap.

Victoria scrunched their nose and shrugged with their arms crossed. “Yeah, that was subtextual.”

“I'm getting kind of lost here.” Nathan did, in fact, blink repeatedly.

Andrew stopped playing with the snow, then rubbed his palms one against the other and plopped back on the armrest. “Right. Let's get back on track. I was telling Evelyn she's not going to be able to fit even a cracker in her stomach tomorrow.”

With a background of snorts from Victoria and Jeremy, Evelyn tsked. “It's not like you to underestimate me so badly. I'll have enough space to devour an embarrassing number of latkes and enough energy left afterwards to argue with Ruby over whether they're better with applesauce or sour cream.” She paused, tight-lipped. “The answer is sour cream.”

A moment of silence fell on the room. Cecilia, who had been twirling a fake snowflake on itself, stopped it between two fingers and quirked both eyebrows, while the others exchanged blank glances.

“I really thought she was about to say something meaningful,” said Annabelle.

Lily had a resigned stare. “Rookie mistake.”

“We were talking about food,” puffed Evelyn. “Did you expect a treatise on… I don’t even know what!”

“You looked particularly passioned, though.” Nathan offered a half smile.

Once again, Victoria barged into the conversation: “Tell me we’re not going to spend the evening discussing how underwhelming Evelyn’s conclusion was on a scale from one to ten.”

Annabelle didn’t miss a beat, “Eight.”

“A solid seven.” That was Andrew.

Jeremy smirked. “Twelve.”

Evelyn’s mouth hung open, then turned into a pout. “You’re all assholes.” She turned to Andrew. “I’ll text dad that you’re banned from every single Hanukkah meal this year.”

“But would you have the courage to tell your mom?”

“Ok, that’s enough.” Before Victoria could kick everyone out, Serena stood and pulled out three board game boxes from a cabinet. “What are we playing?”

Cecilia picked up the colorful boxes one after another. “Our options are Game of Goose, Man, Don’t Get Angry!, or Battleship.”

“Game of Goose.”

Cecilia side-eyed Andrew. “That’s so boring. I vote Battleship.”

Evelyn lifted her hand. “I also vote Battleship.”

It was Lily’s turn to side-eye her. “We already knew.”

“There was a fifty percent chance I’d choose Man, Don’t Get Angry!.”

“You know I hate it.”

“Because you get angry before the game has even started.”

Meanwhile, Cecilia had gone back to spinning fake snowflakes like a miniature blizzard. One dangled in front of Jeremy’s face and hit him on the nose. His jaw set, he slapped the snowflake with his knuckles, sending it straight into Cecilia’s cloud of curls.

“I choose Man, Don’t Get Angry!,” said Annabelle from Jeremy’s lap, oblivious to their and Cecilia’s shenanigans.

Lily’s head whipped in Annabelle’s direction, her eyes aflame as if she had committed treason. “I’m with Andrew. Game of Goose.”

Nathan shut his lips to stop himself from chuckling, then just said, “Agreed.”

Serena held up her hands, each one with two lifted fingers, and the gems – a ruby, amethyst, opal and tiger’s eye – embedded in the gold bands of her rings glinted as they caught the light. After Nathan spoke, she lifted a third finger on her left hand. By her side, Victoria made a thumb up.

“Ok, Game of Goose is winning with three points,” they announced. “Battleship and Man, Don’t Get Angry! are tied at two.” They wiggled their index to leave no doubt on whose the second vote for Man, Don’t Get Angry! was.

“Make that three,” said Jeremy.

Victoria leaned over the coffee table to high five him, then grinned to Serena. “You’re last, babe.”

“Vote Battleship,” stage-whispered Evelyn.

“So nobody wins?” deadpanned Jeremy.

Serena looked genuinely contrite about her role as tie-breaker. “Sorry, but I have to side with my partner.”

A loud smack reverberated through the room when Victoria clapped their hands once, then blew a kiss in Serena’s direction. She pretended to catch it with a giggle.

“Please, stop.” Lily grimaced, more in the game’s direction than the couple’s, and started setting up the board and the pieces with a frown and wrinkled nose. “We need to form the teams.”

Even with the six-players version of Man, Don’t Get Angry!, they were too many.

Lily turned the board so the blue side faced Evelyn and Andrew, who had interlaced their arms, Hanukkah ban forgotten. “The usual, I assume?”

“You bet!” Evelyn closed one hand for emphasis. “Don’t mess with success.”

“You two lost the last time we played.”

“We got third place.”

Andrew shrugged. “Sorry, Lily, my teammate is right.”

“Yeah, hit it, teammate!”

While Andrew and Evelyn bumped fists with their free hands, Lily addressed first Serena, on the couch between Evelyn and Nathan, then Victoria, opposite from her. “And you too?”

As soon as they nodded, Lily stood from the recliner and switched places with Serena, who jumped onto Victoria’s lap.

“Jeremy and I are the last team,” said Annabelle, “so you, Cecilia and Nathan are playing solo.”

Cecilia abandoned the fake snowflakes and moved from her spot to sit in front of the yellow circles on the board, elbows propped on her crossed legs.

With her usual meticulousness, Lily handed everyone their respective pieces and dice, then announced: “Now you can roll them.”

The clatter of wood against wood filled the room, immediately followed by disappointed noises. A single six stood out among a series of twos and threes.

“I go first.” Cecilia tilted her head in the die’s direction with a stoic look.

She positioned her first piece, then rolled again. Another six appeared and Cecilia repeated the motion. Six.

“You’ve got to be fucking shitting me,” muttered Jeremy.

Cecilia barely blinked before rolling the die a fourth time. Six.

“You’re cheating.” Jeremy glowered at her while another of her pieces entered the game.

“I am not.”

“It’s impossible to score a six so many times in a row. You’re not rolling the die well.”

“Statistically speaking, it is possible.”

This time, Cecilia made a great show of shaking the fist that held the die, and threw it on the coffee table with enough force to send it under the couch.

“No one touch the goddamn die,” roared Jeremy as they removed Annabelle from their lap and sprung up.

“Babe,” her placid voice rang across the room as her partner urged Andrew, Evelyn, Lily and Nathan to get off the sofa, “it’s a game. Don’t get so worked up about it.”

“Yeah,” – Victoria’s wide grin threatened to turn into roaring laughter – “it’s in the name.”

Jeremy ignored both and, with Nathan’s help, hoisted the couch. When the die caught the fluorescents’ light, he almost dropped it.

The whole room erupted into laughter as Jeremy grumbled a “It’s a fucking joke”. Victoria’s body shook so hard they sank to the floor and dragged Serena with them. Cecilia made a chocking sound, then fell on her back. Nathan’s arms wavered with each wheeze and Evelyn raced to grab the die, in between snorts, before disaster struck. They were on public property.

A string of curses left Jeremy’s mouth and prompted a second wave of chortling. Actual tears clouded Evelyn’s view as she set the die back on the table.

“We’re playing Battleship.” Fire lit in Jeremy’s glare, and Evelyn could have bet the tart smell of smoke permeated the living room.

Cecilia raised herself from the parquet and moved the first piece as though nothing had happened, despite the fact that Victoria still banged a fist on the rug, meanwhile Serena suppressed her laugh with one hand on her mouth. “Why? You voted Man, Don’t Get Angry! yourself.”

Jeremy’s left eye twitched.

Lily was the first to collect herself and sit back in the same spot. Nathan and Evelyn followed suit, whilst Andrew and Serena helped Victoria off the floor.

“Can we resume the game?” Lily scanned the friend group with an arched eyebrow.

Cecilia nodded and fiddled with the die.

“If she scores a six, I swear—”

His words cut off as Cecilia rolled the die. It landed on the coffee table corner, then plopped near Evelyn’s feet.

She knelt, glanced at the die, then at Jeremy. “You don’t want to know…”

Jeremy stomped toward the kitchen, leaving a series of words that sounded like ‘fuck’ and ‘shit’ and a mix of both echoing in their wake.

Evelyn snorted, then passed the die to a now narrow-eyed Andrew, who buried his face in his free hand and sighed, “It’s a four.”

Serena’s fingers reached for the die, then she called to the kitchen, “Jeremy! Jeremy, it’s a four!”

Everyone else cackled loud enough to be heard across the hallway.

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