#somebody who never says: i am not cool with this is also not holding up theirs

[knowlesian]

stede and ed and communication and e8 breaks my fucking heart, the short version.

so: from stede’s end, he’s in an ever-more wildly spinning nightmare. he woke up to chaos and his shit getting blown up, jack is an ASSHOLE, he’s monopolizing all ed’s attention and ed is going along with it as well as not picking up on the array of hint flares stede throws at him and then understanding what they mean and reacting accordingly, the crew keeps siding with the frat pirate from hell, the pained smiles he starts throwing out this episode pain me— this sucks for him. this suuuuucks.

but from ed’s end, his bro from back in the day just rolled up and he’s excited to try and merge his old life and his new one. shades of jim and nana, but calico jack is no nana. he’s not factoring izzy’s fucking insane embrace of a bootlicking plan into things, so he thinks stede and jack are giving each other a shot, not that stede is trying his damnedest despite poor communication to give jack a chance and jack is just here to fuck shit up for eeeeeveryone. 

(because if nothing was Afoot, ed would probably be right! i get the sense jack would just say ‘fuck your nerd fetish, no chances shall i give ed this guy is weeeeeeeiiiiiird and super gay as in uncool, now let’s stab shit or fuck, unlike izzy i am a gross toxic pirate who actually fucks’ if he wasn’t here to be the world’s most arrested development flavored honeytrap. jack using tactics from stede’s world while wearing the aesthetic of ed’s world: veeeeery narratively cool.)

anyway. stede and ed both have no idea what’s actually going on there, re: The Plan, but here’s where things get really interesting— i think if two very small moments of communication go better, jack can’t work his grody magic and the episode unfolds very much another way.

moment one: when ed comes to check in with the... admittedly seemingly somewhat obvious if you think about stede for point five seconds ‘hey, should we like... not blow up your stuff???’ question. ed’s ready to hear he fucked up, he’s not going to take it hard or be mad at stede. he introduces the idea and assumes yeah: shit. look at him. i fucked up.

and then stede, having been trained in the ways of Never Being A Bother (OR FUCKIN ELSE) is like no! i love it when people blow up my things! this was something i would have done anyway.

he is obviously not telling the truth, ed is like ...well. that seems untrue but you said it, so... okay? either i believe this or you’re lying to me in a way i need to be wary of, because three episodes ago you explained passive-aggression to me and i don’t see it as a social nicety as well as a weapon, i’m only seeing it as a mode of attack.

which: in a way, this helps shove ed harder at jack. stede thinks he’s making this easier on them both by not acknowledging that YEAH, ed, that’s not cool? i AM annoyed? because honestly, if you’d been thinking about my feelings at all when you did it, this conversation would not even be happening. what actually happens is that now ed is aware stede’s unhappy but cannot be entirely sure why. that sets him off-balance again in a way they had been working past since e7′s breakthrough, fuuuuck i love this team.

so. if stede says there, because ed clearly is ready to hear it: yeah, you fucked up, that changes how ed approaches the situation going forward in terms of not just diving headlong into the thrill of seeing an old buddy and falling back into your old patterns together.

second moment: the breakfast table. if stede says in that moment something along the lines of ‘sure, jack can eat with us! why don’t we grab another plate. i don’t mind waiting to start until he has some food, too’, the gameboard switches up again. 

one moment of setting a gentle boundary and reminding ed that understandable nostalgic impulses aside, stede does not like being left out and is having a particularly rough time with this version of it, and jack’s shit loses power.

because ed doesn’t want to hurt stede. not even a little. he wants to have fun with jack, and i imagine is telling himself that if stede and jack can get along, this means stede can accept him but maybe even more: that ed can accept these changes in himself. (since izzy, the other avatar of ed’s past, was like literally the fuck i hate this man more than i’ve ever hated anyone and edward. edward. i RUN ON THAT SHIT.)

ed’s pushing on this so hard and needs it to work for reasons that are all about his own internal process, stede’s holding back for the exact same internal reasons, it’s all understandable.

and if two itttttty bitty moments go slightly different: nigh on entirely avoidable.

#truly i get mad at how good these writers are #because ed tries and stede is like no no no it's fine #and so ed goes... okay then. in an inverse of stede's whole thing where after being shut down once he shuts up forever #so if stede had been honest about the blowing shit up maybe ED is the one who says to jack hey asshole #that's his chair you can have my plate #i will wait stede you go ahead #because it's not all on stede OR ed #we can't always be great at saying what we mean and we can't always be great at remembering to ask #so the actual answer is a blend #somebody who never asks: are you cool with this? is not holding up their end #somebody who never says: i am not cool with this is also not holding up theirs #UGH SO HUMAN SO GOOD

[knickynoo]

I am once again pondering the fact that Marty McFly is just such a fantastic character. Like, especially when you look at other male protagonists in the 80s, they all follow a similar trend. A lot are uber cool and suave, with the added side effect of also being a jerk. Many are popular jocks or whatever. Big flirts. Edgy and troubled or sleazy, etc.

And Marty is sort of in his own category entirely. He's cool, but he's not? He skateboards and kills it on guitar but has 2 whole friends--his girlfriend and a disgraced scientist--and crippling self-doubt and can't go a day without falling down or tripping over his own feet or nearly being killed by a car.

He's polite. He's respectful. Won't let anyone mess with the people he loves and doesn't let a moment pass by where he can thank somebody or apologize for a wrongdoing. (seriously, Marty has beautiful manners. Like, it is quite noticeable how often he says, "please," "thank you," "excuse me," or "sorry".)

His emotions are all SO BIG and he doesn't hold back on them. He gets all animated when he's excited and yells when he's scared and cries when he's sad and pulls his friend into big ol' hugs.

He literally never knows what is going on. Marty exists in the constant state of confusion. Between asking Doc to "wait a minute" every other sentence and his ever-changing, scattered thoughts, Marty is just out there trying to survive. Just slow it down, alright? He's a smart guy, but he's also got elevator music playing in his head. Really really fast elevator music.

Time means nothing to him. His watch is broken. He's racking up tardies like it's nobody's business. Stopping by the garage to look for Doc and play some guitar when he should be at school. He's got to get out of that stupid suit RIGHT THIS INSTANT even though he's got one shot at the lightning strike at the clock tower.

Marty just. Does things. There is zero impulse control. A synapse fires and Marty's brain goes "!!!" and that's that. Punch the bully who's twice your size, buy that sports almanac, just Walk Away while Doc is talking to you. Buy that sweet leather jacket. Ignore ALL instructions you're given! Marty, you need constant supervision and I love you for that.

He's just. Marty is the most character. Look at him.

They really knocked it out of the park with this guy.

#back to the future #bttf #marty mcfly #really tho i can't stand most 80s protagonists #because so many of them are SO annoying and jerky #and the BTTF people were like: ''What if we just had. The sweetest boy.'' #and it was such a good choice

[rhoorl]

Week in Review: Nov. 26 | The Week Esquire Broke My Brain...Again

This week was one to give thanks for so many things - my family, my friends, my little corner of Tumblr … and the team at Esquire (we’ll get to that). I also realized this week I reached another milestone on here and while I don’t like to harp on the numbers, it really continues to floor me that anyone reads anything of mine. So I want to say thank you. I’ll spare you another sappy rambling post, but it has meant a lot to me to be here. 

With that being said, I wanted to do something fun to say thank you, but I can’t think of anything! What do others do? I’m looking around at a few ask games, but if you have one you really like, send it my way! That’s probably what I have the capacity for at the moment - because I really need to get some chapters out.

Fics I read this week:

This week I spent some time in the car, which allowed me to read a bit more than usual. Be sure to take a look at the warnings and summaries for all of my recs, just because I like it doesn’t mean everyone will.

Frankie Morales

Candy Cane by @cerridwen007 - Frankie and reader have some fun with a candy cane. Also, Frankie is still the 😺 👑

My Way by @goodwithcheese - Megan’s Frankie always does something to me and this was no exception. 

Javier Peña

Snowed In - Javier's version by @avastrasposts This one-shot was 🔥 the OFC took charge and held her own against our favorite DEA agent!

Joel Miller

Gun Cleaning by @avastrasposts - A little smutty one-shot that was oh so hot!

Dieter Bravo

Back Alley Bang by @morallyinept I really have no words for this one, just thots.

Tim Rockford

Hold Tight by @sin-djarin Tim Rockford and holsters. That's all. Oh and a brilliant use of repetition! 

Pause by @trulybetty I am really in my Tim era and this was 🔥 I want to know more about this couple and I really enjoy their dynamic.

Undercover by @secretelephanttattoo New series alert! I'm already hooked from the first chapter!

Marcus Pike

White Wine by @something-tofightfor Marcus is just the most thoughtful, ugh I love this man.

Ezra

Hue by @goodwithcheese - I don’t read a lot of Ezra compared to some of the other Pedro boys, but my goodness this was amazing. It was sweet and comforting, but Ezra is also a bit of a menace. 

Current Compulsory Series:

I Like the Way You (Frankie) by @undercoverpena

These are the series I am keeping up with at the moment.

Delta Palms Tropical Resort (Frankie) by @linzels-blog 

Destiny & Deliverance (Dieter) by @mysterious-moonstruck-musings

Paranoid Heat (Javi P) by @goodwithcheese

It’s Never Too Late (Javi P) by @javierpena-inatacvest I finally caught up!!

OTHER CHARACTERS

Benny Miller / Mitch Keller

La Primera Fiesta by @marvelousmermaid Benny attends a family party for his girlfriend's family. I related to this so much as a Latina who married a tall, lanky white guy 😆 this was too cute and Benny was adorable.

Somebody's Someone by @dameronscopilot I finished Tulsa King this week and this was the first Mitch Keller story I came across and I loved it!

Pete Dunham

Like My Dreams by @laurfilijames I recently rewatched Green Street Hooligans - I feel like the last time I saw it I was in high school, maybe college, which was a while ago. Anyways, I loved Charlie Hunnam’s character Pete and I’m excited to check out Laur’s series. 

Posts from the week:

The Pedro boys celebrated Thanksgiving with @morallyinept and things of course were chaotic but hilarious. This post from @pedrostories was so helpful as someone who consumes fanfic and attempts to write it as well!

In case you missed it, a fun writing challenge popped up that I think is pretty cool! Do I know what I’m writing yet? No. But an idea will come to me I’m sure.

Feral corner:

You know … every week I think, you know, this will be the week where I’m going to be chill and not a thirsty ass mess - ha sorry, I couldn’t finish that without laughing. I can’t help it, blame Pedro (but don’t blame him, we need to thank this man).

So, we’ve all seen the recent Esquire photos right?! The thots were thotting and I am still processing. Will you probably see me reblog this countless times over the next few weeks? Probably. Am I going to shoehorn this photoshoot into the Working Title universe?! Definitely.

Can we just acknowledge the duality of this man? How he just walk around being such a ray of sunshine and so adorable but then turn into an absolute menace? 

Things I watched:

I spent most of the week away, but I did manage to start and finish Tulsa King, which I think is a pretty big feat. Garrett has a small role in it, but 🫠 I am here for it. I did manage to pay attention to the rest of the plot, shocking I know, and I really enjoyed this story.

Personal Stuff

Spent time traveling this week so I had a lot of car time and then family time. I went to Buc-ee’s, which is always a highlight of our road trips. If you haven’t been or know what it is, picture a gas station/convenience store/general store and then multiply that by 100. Is it a bit overwhelming and overstimulating? Yes. But I guess I’m a glutton for punishment because I have to go to one every time I pass by.

The holidays caused a bit of a blip in my health journey. I’m trying to reframe my thinking about it. My initial reaction would have been to write “ugh I was so bad this week and ate so many bad foods” but instead I’m just going to acknowledge that it was a holiday and indulged a bit. But a couple of days isn’t going to completely derail the last four weeks. This time of the year can be really tough when it comes to my relationship with food, but I’m trying to give myself some grace.

Fic updates:

I got a really fun ask about how the Triple Frontier boys would celebrate Thanksgiving. It was fun to think about the guys and yes, eventually we will get to Thanksgiving in Delta Landscaping.

I’ve gotten a couple of comments and messages about Working Title and Delta Landscaping and I promise I’m working on both (I think about them both at least once daily). I have a couple of PTO days in the next couple of weeks and I’m planning on dedicating some time to both so hopefully, I can get ahead and publish a bit more frequently.

Ok, I think that’s it for this week. I hope you have a great one. Drink water, get some sleep, and have some thots.

Masterlist

Working Title (Dieter, series, ongoing) | AO3 

Delta Landscaping (Triple Frontier, series, ongoing) | AO3

Turbulence (Frankie, one-shot) | AO3

Are You on Mute? (Benny Miller, one-shot) | AO3

Are You on Mute? Part Two

#rhoorl week in review #rhoorl fic rec #pedro pascal characters fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfiction

[campbyler]

THEA!!!

they r so boyfriends! 😭😭😭😭😭😭 it should be illegal to read acswy while being single CAUSE I WANT TO BITE SOMEBODY SO BAD. so im gonna bite u guys. as a revenge for my poor heart. sorry.

first of all will with tote bag!!! mike with long sleeves and shorts!!! yes!! their fits r literally so perfect. i just have to say it.

the fact that will didn’t even bring his car key with him. he doesn’t hate mustang as much as he pretends 😭 and he definitely changed his mind after mikes explanation. can’t wait till will break his stupid rule and they’ll make out senselessly in it.

i got mikes reasoning for buying that car (and ted is an asshole in every universe. sorry that it happened to u thea) but he could choose less pretentious one 🙄 sorry i have a with aversion towards expensive cars. their drivers always think that they better than traffic regulations. anyway.

manual transmission is a crime against humanity and im glad that i never have to use it again. it wasn’t that bad on the road and changing gears doesn’t take much time but traffic lights became my arch enemies cause i always managed to stall on them 😭 i hope ur lessons were better btw. i feel that will will shake like chihuahua😭 plus it like one extra leg on the clutch and i have no idea how to not forget about it if u only drive automatic.

their not-date date cause they definitely aren’t dating they’re barely friends who love kiss each other on the mouth and hold hands and spend time together and tell each other their deepest secrets.

the things i felt when mike dropped wills hand in the car. i Know it was was a reason. and he totally recovered himself by holding wills pinky the entire way to the mall. i know their pinkies Hurt cause where’s no other way.

when they’ll find out that smooches at the center of the cafe is not really platonic. isn’t really platonic with kissing if we’re judging be their standards. The Kiss in the changing room though…. they literally obsessed with each other i can believe guys used to pretend they enemies 😭

someone brought up dwoht on relation to the thrift store and i can’t stop thinking about it

“u (authors) said there was nothing in the world that could stop it

i (i) had a bad feeling”

i loveeee noticing how their humor changed. will doesn’t want to hurt mike anymore he wants to laugh with him instead 💔 and he thinks mikes password is cute and loserish (it is) but he charmed by it omgggg!!!

im so glad that i spent this year with u guys (im finishing my comment in 2024!!!! happy new year!!!) and im excited to follow the story next year too. days if the updates became my favorite and brought me so much joy!!

thea, suni and andi thank u so much for ur talent and passion!! ily!! happy new year 🎉🎄🥳🎊🤶❄️

ALYAAAA i am SO sorry that i am the worst and it takes me forever to answer things but just know i have been holding this ask so close to my chest for the past million weeks bc it is so special to meeee 💗💗💗💗💗

i will accept the biting bc i am also biting someone. it is hard to WRITE it while being single wtf. every time i write a kiss scene i'm like gd who wants to kiss me..............i am here and kissless...........

that and also i think he was so eepy he didn't even Think abt bringing his keys but also lbr he knew mike was going to insist on driving lol. mike fr could have chosen a less pretentious car But i think mustangs are universally cool cars for sure and i think it's very important to mike to have a cool car so even tho it's not necessarily something he would have picked out himself i do also think that he loves it. a little bit. (<- a lot bit)

i've ended up not actually learning how to drive a manual bc me and my sister have both been busy so all of my knowledge for the next chapter is going to be thru research and osmosis so pls call me out if anything is incorrect 😭

sometimes you have to kiss your friends on the mouth!!!!! and go on a not-date date w them!!!!!!!!!! that is so totally normal!!!!!!!!!!!!! their pinkies definitely hurt so bad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they are obsessed w each other fr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

dwoht is not on the ch9.2 playlist but it is for suuuuure very will-coded for this stretch of the story if you even care.

we are so glad WEEE spent this year w YOUUU alya ty for supporting us and always leaving the sweetest most thoughtful comments 💗 i hope tht ch9.2 is everything you've ever dreamed of!!!!

#asks #ch09 #acswy spoilers

[axailslink]

HI CAN I PLEASE BE IN UR TAGLIST ?? ALSOOOO I WOULD LIKE TO REQUEST A RIRI FIC

idea: riri has hidden feelings for reader and one day reader is just like “why are u so obsessed w me?? its like youre in love w me!” and riri is just like “cus i am in love w you stupid..” but like instead of just saying it she like whispers it

Damn you like me or something?

Riri Williams x poc FEM reader

Summary: Riri has found herself attracted to you for a very long time has she ever said anything? No will she ever say anything? Who knows.

Riri is like your official unofficial girlfriend when someone's hitting on you she's quick to put her arm around your shoulder and kiss your cheek when you need a shoulder to cry on she's ready with tissues and blankets. Sometimes it just seems a little too real the jealousy that is it seems all too real. Right now is a prime example Riri holds your hand as you both get yourselves some ice cream you've been feeling a little vulnerable due to your recent breakup. It was bad. Riri was ready to fight when she heard about it she almost did but you didn't want her involved she has better stuff to do better things to distract herself with. She's too smart to be getting herself into your relationship drama. However, a fine girl is eyeing the hell out of you both trying to see through your intertwined hands are they just friends? or are the fucking? handhold. She was fine so of course, you noticed her right off the bat her hair is cropped and curly not coils but curly, her skin a light brown and she smiles at you when she sees you looking at her. You of course return the smile before turning back to Riri. Of course, Riri ain't notice at first but when you turn back around with this giddy little smile on your face after not smiling for two weeks straight she knew somebody had to be eyeing you up. So she turns towards you and kisses your cheek but this time it was closer to your lips than usual it was on the corner of your mouth she practically kissed you for real. "Riri stop she gone think we're a couple" you whisper shout and she shrugs "that's the point you ain't ready for no relationship right now why even lead her on?" You can see the jealousy in her eyes right now honestly outside of this bullshit she was amazing but this just never sits right with you. At first, you found it endearing because it stopped the random dudes from hitting on you you didn't mind it. However, this was some new shit at first she'd kiss you and go about as if it never happened even smile afterward now she'd kiss you and just return this expression of possessiveness to the male or woman looking. Regardless, this does not stop the girl from coming up to you and trying to get lucky "hey what's your name?" You look at you and Riri's intertwined fingers feeling as she tightens her grip. Riri is right of course you ain't ready for another relationship the last one broke you although sometimes she could be weird and fucked up and possessive she was almost never in the wrong. "In a relationship" the girl nods but only smiles as if your words mean nothing "that's cool then what's y'all name?" Sometimes you forget not everyone is monogamous so the whole time she might have been looking you up and down that didn't mean she wasn't also sparing Riri some glances as well. "Not interested," says Riri with a smile on her face the girl realizes it ain't nothing over here for her and she nods returning to where she was. "You didn't have to be rude" Riri continues to look at the people in front of you as she replies "and you didn't have to be so damn nice." "Girl ion know what the fuck is wrong with you but I don't like it Riri this shit ain't cute" you snatch your hand from her grip "ion even want the fucking ice cream no more I'm going home cause you ain't acting like yourself." Riri still buys the ice cream and carries yours all the way to your apartment she practically speeds so it doesn't get too melted.

She knocks on your door hastily and you, of course, open it "I'm sorry" are the first words out of her mouth as she gives you the semi-melted ice cream you can't help but laugh to yourself for a moment.

You could never stay mad at Riri she's your whole heart your best friend your partner in crime. You take the melted ice cream cone and welcome her inside "I love you Riri I hope you know that but you've been odd recently what's that all about? It's like you're actually in love with me. You could be one hell of an actor." She nods and mumbles to herself I love you you just can't open your eyes wide enough to see that "I have to ask myself sometimes damn does Riri like me?" Riri pauses in her actions to look at you but you're too busy eating your ice cream to see her face full of worry and concern. That was a rhetorical question, right? you don't notice Riri is shaken until you hear her choked laugh "It ain't that I'm just afraid some new girl might come and sweep you up and you ain't gone be my girl no more." Riri's voice wavers as she speaks to you and you place your ice cream cone on the table which you would never do if it weren't important you grab Riri in a hug and kiss her forehead "hey I'm not going nowhere I promise" Riri nods slowly when you pull away from the hug she looks at you and you wipe her face. "Stop crying I love you" Riri nods and smiles. "I love you and I ain't going nowhere girl so stop all this crying now you know you're too damn fine to be doing all this crying" Riri laughs as she hugs you tighter and kisses your forehead "I mean I am kind of fine" you roll your eyes and push her off of you "man get that damn ice cream off my table" she laughs and wipes her face "that's yo damn ice cream."

A/n: hopefully Tumblr doesn't cut any of this out and saves everything but here you go love.

#WHERE ARE THE RIRI FICS #riri x black!reader #riri x fem reader #riri imagine #riri x reader #riri williams x reader #riri williams #riri couple #dominique thorne riri williams #dominique thorne #don't be shy reblog #ironheart x reader #ironheart #riri williams imagine #riri williams x black!reader #riri williams black panther #black panther wakanda forever #black panther fics #shuri black panther #black panther imagine #black panther x reader #black panther riri #riri black panther #marvel fluff #marvel #marvel imagine #mcu imagine #mcu riri #riri williams fluff #riri williams fanfic

[ifonotlnow]

REVIEW NOBODY CARES ABOUT PART V: VIEW MONSTER EDITION

Track listing

Kaleidoskull: 5.5/10

Good song, but ya'll know how I feel about instrumentals.

Amnesia Was Her Name: 7.5/10

I don't really have anything to say. I like it

The Man in Stripes and Glasses:8.5/10

Listening to the Spotify version makes me sad because I could do without the spooky sounds vol. 6 at the end. But I'm not rating spooky sounds vol. 6, am I? No, I'm rating The an With Stripes in Glasses, so 8/10. Also, who else would write a song about Waldo from Where's Waldo being burned to death by a reader's magnifying glass.

Marketland: 7.75/10

This song really are on me, that opening bass is iconic.

Gadzooks: ONE MILLION/10

Best lemon demon song ever (jk probably like a 6.5/10)

Knife Fight: 8/10

Have you seen the live version of this song? because it's freakin' great. It's just two guys in the dorkiest outfits ever threatening to stab each other while holding fake knives. Also, somebody said once this this song has homoerotic energy but I don't really get it. Except that one lyric. You know which.

The Only House That’s Not on Fire (Yet): 7.5/10

Love the percussion at the beginning. This song definitely has some meaning but I'm too stupid to decipher it cool metaphors, I think. I have no Idea what it means.

The Ocean: 7.5/10

mixed feeling on the waltz part, but the rest is cool! Love this song!

The Afternoon: 8/10

This song used to make me almost cry haha. Good

Spring Heeled Jack: : 8/10

I wanna learn how to play this song on piano soso bad. If any of you know where to find some good sheet music for this song, hit me up. any ways the live only not version is a fucking travesty.

Being a Rock Star: 9/10

soso good I love it yayyy.

secretly about herOIN

Ask For Nothing: 7/10

damn 😞

The Satirist’s Love Song: 7/10

damn 😞

The Machine: 7/10

Just mid after mid after mid, huh? JK I love this song and the two before it.

Bill Watterson: 8/10

If I had a nickel for every time a song I really liked was about a weird stalker who is obsessed with a celebrity, I'd have etc etc etc I don't want to finish the quote.

Something Glowing: 7/10

ehh don't love it. nothing against it, it just never grew on me

#neil cicierega #lemon demon #view monster #lemon demon album review #lemon demon review #ines's album review

[dutifullyshamelessearthquake]

My headcanons about how each of the characters reacted the first time they saw their SO sick;

I am going to be skipping Lyneylumi, because! You'll actually be seeing Lumine dealing with a sick Lyney for the first time in the second chapter of Long Time No See, as they haven't been dating for as long in that fic. I'm very excited to post that! Anyhow, moving on to the other characters!

Cynonari, first and foremost; Tighnari would have gone full mom mode the first time Cyno got sick. Tighnari is a natural caretaker, so he was definitely calm and collected, even if he was still worried. But as somebody who doesn't experience a lot of nausea himself, he was absolutely stumped on how to help Cyno when he just kept feeling nauseous for hours but didn't throw up. Tighnari would repeatedly think "okay, he's looking really bad now, it's going to happen" and gently usher Cyno to the bathroom, where they'd sit for a good twenty minutes before he would guiltily lead Cyno back to bed again, accepting that the nausea wasn't leading up to anything. Poor boy was very flustered on how to help Cyno, I'd say he was even relieved when Cyno eventually threw up and felt better.

When Tighnari got sick for the first time, Cyno was a little agitated and very, very over protective. He wanted to do everything and anything, so he was constantly up and about, bringing Nari water, offering to make him soup, offering to make him tea, trying to spoon-feed him, asking to hold him, asking if he wanted his back or feet rubbed, bringing him blankets and pillows. He might have even gotten on Tighnari's nerves a little, because he just wouldn't settle down, and Tighnari repeatedly asked him to just sit with him quietly for a little because, I quote, "I love you but your fretting is making my headache worse, please just relax a little."

It did not help Cyno's fretting when Tighnari unexpectedly vomited on him at one point.

Kazuhagorou, it was a mess when Kazuha got sick the first time. The moment the word "nausea" was mentioned, Gorou panicked because he wasn't sure how he was going to comfort his boyfriend without also beginning to feel sick. Kazuha was really understanding of course, and he just gently told Gorou it's okay, he didn't have to be there if he threw up. Gorou was definitely pacing up and down when he heard Kazuha getting sick in the bathroom for the first time. By the second time it happened, Gorou chose to be with Kazuha, holding his hair for him while he intently stared at any random object he could find to distract himself, sweating bullets. He definitely threw up too, once or twice, although he'd never let Kazuha know about it. With time, he got a little better at handling it though, especially with Kazuha being so prone to migraines.

Kazuha, much like Tighnari, was calm. He was worried, especially because Gorou became emotional. But all in all, he kept his cool, he held Gorou quietly and let him cry in his arms, and sat with him on the bathroom floor when he was nauseous. Gorou was sobbing the first time Kazuha had to clean up where he threw up on the floor, because Gorou himself is so squeamish, but Kazuha calmly reassured him over and over again that it wasn't a problem, he wasn't mad, he wasn't grossed out, everything was okay.

Albether, while we're on the topic of characters who were calm; Albedo. He was also really calm, although he was also somewhat bad at being a caretaker. He did not know what to do to comfort Aether, he was awkward and quiet and felt like his hands were tied. He wanted to help, but he just didn't know how.

"Is there anything I can do?"

"My- my hair, please, grab my-"

"what"

He tried his best 😭 Aether really just wanted to be held and hugged, he was homesick and he missed his sister. Once Albedo figured that out, he cradled Aether in his arms for the rest of the night.

Aether, he was a little more frantic when Albedo first got sick. He was unsettled, first of all, being somebody who was easily emotional, he couldn't grasp how Albedo was so calm. Albedo didn't ask for hugs or comfort, but he also didn't push away when Aether offered it, so Aether was confused and worried and didn't know what Albedo wanted or needed. Aether chewed off all his fingernails that day.

#earthquake author's note #sickfic #genshin sickfic #genshin emeto #emeto #nausea #sickfic headcanons #sick gorou #sick kazuha #sick cyno #sick tighnari #sick aether #sick albedo

[thepriceofsurvival]

I head your Jean-coded playlist Nora, and I love it, but I will also provide my own. Mostly just because of my own music taste.

A little rock, a little punk, a little grunge, a touch pop, even some indie. And of course, so very very sad.

A few of the songs as well as some of the lyrics, just to convince you:

In My Time of Dying - Led Zeppelin

In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn All I want for you to do is take my body home {...} Oh, Saint Peter at the gates of Heaven Won’t you let me in? {...} I never did no harm, I never did no wrong I must’ve did somebody some good Oh, I believe I did

Brand New City - Mitski

I think my fate is losing its patience I think the ground is pulling me down I think my life is losing momentum I think my ways are wearing me down But if I gave up on being pretty, I wouldn't know how to be alive I should move to a brand new city and teach myself how to die Honey, what'd you take? What'd you take? Honey, look at me Tell me what you took, what'd you take?

Sunlight - Hozier

I would shun the light, share in evening's cool and quiet Who would trade that hum of night? For sunlight, sunlight, sunlight But whose heart would not take flight? Betray the moon as acolyte On first and fierce affirming sight Of sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

You’d Be Paranoid Too (If Everyone Was Out to Get You) - Waterparks

I learned to live with these eyes in my closet Hands in my pockets Alone, but surrounded I'm breathing, I'm drowning I haven't slept in days, but who's counting?

Wires - The Neighbourhood

We talked about making it I'm sorry that you never made it And it pains me just to hear you have to say it You knew the game and played it It kills to know that you have been defeated I see the wires pulling while you're breathing You knew you had a reason {...} He told me I should take it in Listen to every word he's speaking The wires getting older I can hear the way they're creaking As they're holding him

16, 16, Six - The Drips

Tell me what you wanna know I gotta tell you that I miss your voice Cause everything else I hear is a violent noise And it's breaking through to my soul {...} Take comfort in familiar face Carried me all over the place Fell in love the only way we could No one understood and no one could

Fight or Flight - Conan Grey

Well, fight or flight, I'd rather die Than have to cry in front of you Fight or flight, I'd rather lie Than tell you I'm in love with you

Giver - K.Flay

I'm learning to live I'm trying to be better I'm learning to give But I don't know if I'm a giver {...} I got so much soul in my body But no one keeping me honest And whole days turn into holes in my mind

You Know You're Right - Nirvana

I will never follow you I will never bother you Never speak a word again I will crawl away for good I will move away from here You won't be afraid of fear No thought was put into this I always knew it would come to this Things have never been so swell I have never failed to fail

Exit Music (For A FIlm) - Radiohead

Wake from your sleep The drying of your tears Today we escape, we escape Pack and get dressed Before your father hears us Before all hell breaks loose Breathe, keep breathing Don't lose your nerve Breathe, keep breathing I can't do this alone

Hysteria - Muse

'Cause I want it now I want it now Give me your heart and your soul And I'm breaking out I'm breaking out Last chance to lose control

Aneurism - Nirvana

Come on over, do the twist, aha Overdo it and have a fit, aha Love you so much, it makes me sick, aha Come on over and do the twist, aha Beat me out of me (beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (beat it, beat it) {...}

Lydia - Highly Suspect

I've seen better days So unafraid in my youth I can't breathe, much less believe You gave everything you had Every little thing you had A true love unrehearsed I've seen your best and worst And at your worst, you're still the best But at my best, I am the worst It's a curse

Devil In Me 22-20s

I don't live, I just breathe I don't give and I don't recieve And I'll never get the devil Outside of me, outside of me I don't get all the good things You said I'd see, you said I'd see And I don't see the light Surrounding me, surrounding me

Dream On - Aerosmith

Every time that I look in the mirror All these lines on my face getting clearer The past is gone Oh, it went by like dusk to dawn Isn't that the way?

Don't Matter - Kings of Leon

You're not a man everybody says But it don't matter to me Dirty feet on my seat But it don't matter to me Break my heart, tear me apart It don't matter to me no, no I put a shine in your eye It don't matter to me 'Cause it's always the same And I'm always the same

#Spotify #jean moreau #read the songs as you wish #for me some are to jean some are by jean #some are #jerejean #kevinjean #moreaux #kevin day #and a lot are riko #riko moriyama #jeremy knox #aftg #all for the game #tsx #the sunshine court #nora sakavic #playlist #music recs #i could talk for hours about most of these and jeans character study #the foxhole court #neil josten #andrew minyard #renee walker #hozier #radiohead #nirvana #muse #aerosmith #the neighbourhood

[carpenoctemnyx]

Every single little moment in NPMD in order that just scratches my brain in the best way. I mean tbh the whole show does, but these moments are what the tism is grasping onto.

(WARNING: Its a LOT of moments, so theyre all under the cut since the post is so fuckin long)

"And I can survive it for only so long"(all of them)

The "im so fucking dead" from the ensemble during steph and pete's convo

"'CHEATER!!' 'OH GOD BUTT OUT CHASITY!!'"

"My melody! My melody! My melody"

"AWOOO! AWOOO! RAWR!"

"Grace just be cool! NEVER!"

"Im so fucking dead! YEAH!!"

"No! I wanna be invisible! Then why do you come to a public school dressed in suspenders and a fuckin bow tie?"

"Sycamore? I'd rather starve to death."

"Oh my god!! YOU'RE Micro-Peter! Oh, god."

"This outfit it the tapestry of my trauma!"

"Anyone every do this? *snap* Every damn day. My titties are tenderized!"

"It's polish."

"Spankoffski! Who are you running from? Ehh."

"He's straight ahead!"

"You wont defeat his kind. Never look in the eye. He's a literal monster!"

"Everyone knows how he BANGS!"

"He roars, and we cry, hes the reason with no why. He's a literal monster! A damn literal monster!"

"It's 3rd period, Shit-lips. I gotta get to remedial algebra."

"I never intended to walk through your hallway. Ohhh well theres a difference between intent and impact."

"FUCKNUGGET!!"

"Haha YEAH! NO dumbass!"

"Ohhh sorry! Fresh out of your favorite food! I guess im just gonna have to flick it!"

"Ohhhh a two bagger? Hahahaha! Whats a two bagger?"

"Oh!! That's so sick bro! Thats so fuckin funny! PYAHHH *punch sound*"

"Get him up!! Get this fucker up!!"

"Now deposit this trash in the nearest receptacle."

"Haha haha hahaha! Spunk! You're funny."

"*appalled* carry my books!?"

"Chasity, come on! You're breakin my balls."

"You dont know me very well, do you??"

"Watch some p0rn! You'll see! Tell me im wrong dirty girl. Dont call me that!"

"My little dirty girl *that one audience member OHHH*"

"And his name is Jesus Christ!"

"Forbidden fruit, dick hole!"

"You can leave, but you wont, stay in your seat!"

max's lil dance when hes singing "better leave your hopes behind no ones gonna stop me" that leads into that lil airplane arms move

also including the dance move with kyle "you wont defeat his kind, never look in the eye"

"You can watch as i rise! I will claim what is mine!"

"Learn to multi-task!"

"Well, well. If its not my october surprise."

"Stephanie, please, I'd like to have an intelligent conversation with you. In other words, shut up."

"Hooow ominous"

"Hey that looks like my... phone. It is."

"Please daddy?"

"NOO!! *dives forward and shoves hand in the way* Did you just put your hand BETWEEN the hammer and the phone??? ...yeah..."

How... am i supposed to study withOUT LISTENING TO SPOTIFY!?!? DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING?? YOU'RE KILLING ME WITH WHAT YOU'RE DOING!!! If only, Stephanie. If only."

"This project's on thermo-dynamics. What the fuck are you talking about?"

"God! I just want someone to touch me! Anyone, PLEASE! Jesus! Calm down Ruth."

"Somebody walks to the office with Stephanie LauTer and suddenly he's Stefan Urquelle."

The way Richie Says peTe and uuusing you

"What was it like when she touched your arm? DID YOU CUM??? Ruth! Quit it!"

The way Richie says peTeR

"I'll never hold the real Rei and Asuka in my arms"

The way Pete says "Sorry!" To Ruth when his phone is ringing

The way Richie says TelemArkeTer

"NANI!?!?" *Ruth and Richie creeping towards Pete*

"What is she saying? What the FUCK is she saying!?"

"Oh my god!! Oh my god!! What's the matter with you guys!?"

"WEEOO WEEOO!!"

"I'm actually the smart one in the group, if you can believe that."

"Really Ruth? A star wars analogy? Need i go into why Attack On Titan is superior in EVERY possible way!?"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Excuse me? Uh, not you. Just these two FUCKING nerds that wont leave me alone."

"They dont call it a cram session for nothing! Watch some p0rn! You'll see!"

"You're telling me I gotta be funny, AGAIN? I didnt do it on purpose the FIRST time!"

The way Richie says opportunity. It sounds like opportudidy

"Thats your perspective"

"Oh whoa whoa oh"

Then again im deranged"

"What if people see me as someone other than who I am"

"If i can finally be cool i will know that im not a loser!"

"I'm the ruler!"

"OHHHH! *crowd cheers* SHUT UP!"

"EUGH!! So you're a POOR piece of shit then?"

"Well im sick of your sh-sh-shit"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP JASON!!"

"I dont give a fuck what she said! I did not consent to this rendez-voos!"

"I decide if Kyle can date Brenda. *turns to Jason* The answer's still no... by the way!"

"I willed it into existence"

"Im your God. Now on your knees, bitch. It's time to say your fuckin prayers! *cuts to the Chasitys* Amen!"

"Mmm, that house. What's wrong with it? Its haunted. Everyone says so."

"DAD GROSS!!"

"Mom will you pass the butt stuff? The butter. Butter. Will you pass the butter? Eheh I just want some head and butter. BREAD! BREAD! Bread and butt sex to go with this big shaft of meat im gonna choke down. Ohhhh boy. Oh criminy!"

"And theyre flyin reaaal low today"

"Some big, dumb, sexy, sweaty, hooot, football star"

The way Grace says "Hello??" When fantasy Max is calling her name

"Im hungry, and here you are brewing up a big ol' pot of dirty girl soup *siffs aggressively* ahhhh! My favorite!"

"You call my bath water dirty girl soup? This is wrong! This is sooo wrong"

"I know!" *max rips off his jacket and the crowd screams*

"I love... to FUCK!"

The entirety of Dirty Girl Soup song but extra extra emphasis on certain parts

"Hey boo, daddy needs a little of that dirty soup"

"You're lookin all filthy like, you know its wrong i know its right"

"I'll never ever tell ya to behave i am expecting you to be-betray me"

"Ima love you all night long" including Max's lil hip thing

"Oh! Dirty dirty girl wont you sing for me wont you love me like you dont care. (all of these esp the ones with Grace)

"Hey brute"

"Its clear you never stepped in a classroom" including Grace's lil dance move here

The way Grace says School

"For shame. I am expecting you to be-behave" including Grace's lil dance move here too

"On your knees pray along, if you wanna last until dawn"

And then the dirty dirty girl section including the dance

"RAH-AHH" *hand wave thing* and the second one of this too

"Got me hungry for more. Hungry for more."

"Im a im a im a good girl x4 WHO ON OCCASSION GETS DIRTY!!"

Again cue the dirty dirty girl bit + dance

Grace's lil shaky moan thing after "poisons the air"

"Damn these wandering hands! Damn these sinful loins!"

"This is a no-moan household!"

".....I'll get the plunger...."

"Girl! That must be so embarrassing for you."

"Standing up the mayor's daughter like he's got no fucks to give? Not gonna lie. Thats really sexy."

"Oh my god! The fucking bowtie kid??"

"Hey uh... dweeb! *both Richie and Ruth respond* yeah?"

"Oh shes touching meee! Luckyyyy!"

"Its better than i even imagined" *cute lil twirl*

"And what, pray tell, may that be, Stephanie?"

"God, you suck, Grace."

"Isn't this like breaking and entering? Im not breaking anything. My dad's the realtor!" *jingles keys*

"Hacked em to bloody bits!"

"PottyPants? How about PissyPants? Im not comfortable with the plan if it involves that kind of language."

"Im not comfortable with this place. Its not structurally sound."

"Don't bully me!"

The whole Bully the Bully song but extra extra emphasis on specific parts

Grace's lil snap and spin moment

"Petey gonna jump on out" *Pete's lil move here*

Ruth saying "we're gonna cut off his nips!" And then Richie's lil shimmy move

"Ahhhhahhhh"

"Richie the whole point is that its in the dark! Well then im gonna have to shoot the whole thing in a wide, and its gonna look like shit!"

"No! We're gonna be cool beans. We're gonna keep the beans cool. We're gonna gonna keep the beans, beans the cool, keep the beans, the cool, keep the beans, bean school. Beans school? Excellent!"

"I still wanna talk.... Hello...? Hello....? Hello? Who was that? My boyfriend! Sounded like a telemarketer. Okay, my EX boyfriend."

"You're the best friend ive ever had. Oh thats sad. I think im in love with you. Okay..." *walks away*

"Am i reading as ghost, or Lin Manuel Miranda?"

"You kinda look like that homeless guy from downtown. Ohhh. But that could still work, he gets pretty scary sometimes."

Ruth's lil butt wiggle

"I mean you could just hit it and quit it, bro! Yeah... I dont want to though... You're fuckin useless pete!"

When Max walks up and burps and says "i gott piss" and this does a cute lil bouncy move

"Oh shiiiit. Wheres that creepy music comin from?"

"do it alfuckinready"

"Who's there? Maaaaax Jagermannn. WHAT!?"

"Oh shit! Oh fuck! Its a fuckin ghost!"

"Its time to stop running!" *chugs bear and smashes the can on his head and yeets it, then puts up his fists* "float over here ghost,* starts punching the air* im gonna kick your fucking ass!"

"Uhhh you cant fight me im an etheral being soooo... we'll see about that. Ima make you say boo-hoo, bitch! *charges at pete and pete runs away screaming* YESSSS I MAKE THE DEAD RUN IN FEAR!!! I AM JAGERMAAAAAN!!! I AM GOOOOD!!!! GOOO NIGHTHAWKS!!!"

*skele-ruth runs ins and does her lil scream thingy* "oh shit! Oh fuck! I didnt think there'd be a skele'en here! Im so fucking scared of skele'ens! Maybe i should just run! Where, Max?? Back home so Dad can call you a little cuck?? Can't even fight off one lousy skele'en?? No! I got not choice! Hey, Skele'en! I got a bone to pick with you, bitch!"

"It's working for me! He's sooo violent!"

Ruth's lil yelp after steph tells max to stop

"Steph we cant have a party here! This place is hella haunted!"

"It's all a prank. A trick to scare the shit out of you cuz you deserve it. What??? You're telling me you nerds put this whole thing together just for me? Wow. I though you guys hated me. But thanks. This was really great. You're not pissed? Oh! Are you kidding?? Nonono this is like THE nicest thing anyone's ever done for me."

"Ohhhh! And the skele'en. Oh. That was really special" *Max bows to Ruth*

"Look what you fuckin nerds made me do! I pissed my fucking pants! ....mission accomplished???" *Pete signaling to cut it out and Ruth and Grace behind him like wtf Richie*

"This wasnt murder! And it wasnt an accident! It was an act of God!"

"Oh yeah! Like thats gonna hold up in court! He was smote!"

Grace's snap and spin again and Richie groaning "oh nooo shes snapping again!!"

"We're gonna hack all his limbs off! Did you say hack all his limbs off?? Yeah! We're gonna hack all his limbs off!"

"You want me to films this!?!?!?!"

"Aaahhhahhhh"

"Thank god Max is gone. Wasnt he your friends?? YEAAAAHHHH but he forbade me from dating, AND he wrecked my dad's Ski-Doo. FUCK that guy."

"Good news! You passed the test?? With flying colors! Oh-ho! Aaaaaa C+"

"Ya know, this is really your C+. Oh... Steph... you can keep it. It'd really bring down my GPA."

"No, Jagerman doesnt let nerds go to footba-... huh... you know maybe i will."

"Go, go Nighthawks! We'll take the fight unto the victors go the spoils! Go, go Nighthawks! We're taking flight we are the leaders and the royals! AHH-AHH!" Including the lil bird wing flappy thing

"N! I-G! H-T! AHH-AHH! KS!"

And the dudes in the background goin "Night! Hawks! Night! Hawks! Fly!"

"Fuuuck you Clivesdale go get fucked! You're fuckin losers, and we'll kill you! Kill your ass!"

They're my bros for life!"

Richie struggling to take off the mascot costume

"Ohhh. I remember what /I/ said. Do you? You FUCKIN NERD?"

"That aint good news for you, ya bitch"

"You shouldve joined the smoke club, you nerdy prude! NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE! *cue Jon bein fuckin goated at imitating a levitation* Nerdy prudes must diiiie!"

"I want you to repeat after me. Okay... Who will pray for me? Who will pray for me? When im gone? When im gone? Until another Richie, comes along. Can you repeat that one? WHO WILL PRAY FOR MEEE WHEN IM GONNNE OR IS THIIIIS THE ETERNAL DARK WITHOUT A DAWN! Who will pray for you? Who will pray for me? When your body's gone? When my body's gone? This is the consequence for what you've done! I'M NOT A LOSER! WHAT DID YOU SAY!?! ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ᵏᶦˡˡ ᵐᵉ. Im not a nerdy prude. Im not a loser! Of course nooot, Richiiie."

“He wasn’t sexy at all… MAMA IM CURED!!!”

“Shoot n shinola!”

“Mornin Daaaaadddy!”

“You don’t say? You don’t say! Welllll I’ll be down there in a jiffy! What did they find dad? They didn’t say!”

“Gosh! I hope it’s not termites! Haha”

“Ohhhh heck. I’m so heckin fudged!”

When the gang is getting called to the principals office and Pete just says “oh no” in like a monotone-y way

“Dont look at me! Get your hands out of your pockets! ….sorry sir….”

The reluctant “go nighthawks”

“Shut the fuck up Ruth!”

“We lost to CLIVESDALE!! FUCKIN *kicks chair* CLIVESDALE!!!”

“Yeahhh… thanks for NOTHIN!!!”

“Yes Ruth! We are fucked!”

“People tell me to die everyday!”

“Someone spilled the beans! All our cool beans!”

Again Ruth’s “Don’t bully me!!”

Pete’s lil “no” when Grace accuses him

“I’m gonna get those pigs off our backs!”

“Shock! Despair! Tragedy!"

“I’ve never known darker times, and I covered the protest live at the Hatchetfield Kennel! I am Dan Reynolds! With action news, week days at 10pm.”

And down down down down, who’s swinging the hatchet now in hatchet town! Someone’s got their hands on the hatchet handle. Swingin on the youth it’s a hatchet scandal. Careful or your folks will end up a cannibals plate. It ain’t great! You’re better on the run than you are hiding, suddenly this quiet town’s exciting.”

“I heard that their brains were soup, their intestines cut in two. So it’s gotta be Donna! What??? Yeah it’s gotta be Donna! DAAAAN!?!?!”

“I certainly don’t LOVE killing”

“Barry’s on the loose and he’s got a gun, and he’s got a motive to kill. IM IN A HURRY!!!”

“Get your hands off me!!!”

“Careful or your kids will end up on Charlie’s plate. Excuse me?? He just ate! How dare you!”

“Singing all these songs gives him greater windows to kill, but we’re singing still!!”

And now THIS PART. The ENTIRETY OF BRYCE CHARLES’ SOLO. It’s fucking transcendent!!!

“Until GERALD! went on his murder spreeeee! I KNEW IT WAS GERALD!! Linda, call my lawyer. Let’s kill him!!”

“Can I shit or will I drown??”

“Ohhhh barbecue monologues, eh? I saw that in New York. Really? How was it? Fuckin ✨transcendent✨”

Joey's whole monologue thing here but extra emphasis on “Every Kah-bob”

“I wanna remember who I am….”

Trevor’s “My barbecue!”

*ruth throws hands up* “I guess!”

“Betcha I could do it! Betcha I could!”

“in my dream, it’s MY barbecue!” *ruth’s little arm wave thing*

“How can something be medium AND well?”

“All of the trappings of the well to-do!”

“And life is fine, if only it were mine.”

“Judge me!”

“And the world’s a stage, when you’re middle of age.”

“It’s well done on the outside, not within! OOOH!”

“Oh ohhh just for once! Just for once! Just for oooooonce!”

Ruth’s cute lil tap dance move

“I used to dance. I used to dance”

“Oh nooo my anxiety *gags* I’m gonna hurl!”

“I believe your next line is AAAAHHHH”

“Project Ruth! They can’t hear you in the back row! Ow, my butt! You’re splitting me in two!”

Max slowly putting the “underwear” over Ruth’s head and then petting her

“Take a bow, bitch!”

The theater director’s dramatic screaming

“No nonono! You can’t do this to me okay?? This isn’t my fault! This isn’t my plan! Woah woah woah who’s place was it Grace? IT WAS GODS PLAN!! And now he’s leaving me out to dry! DO SOMETHING YOU SON OF A BITCH!!”

“Don’t! FOLLOW ME!”

“And he gives me his numberrrr! Very smooth!”

“EXCUSE ME! *audience screaming* I have been waiting for what feels like five fucking years and I STILL have not received my goddamn hot chocolate! Sorryy sir *deadpans fake spitting* here you go. …thank you….”

“MY dad sells women’s shoes!”

“Don’t spin this back on meee”

“Because you’re crazy about me. …..WHAT!?”

“On the first date, Steph? Have some respect for yourself!”

“If I loved you, you would know it. If I loved you, I would show it. If I love you like you should be loved. If I loved you like I’m capable of. If you were the one I’m thinking of, woah ohhh, oh babe I’d let you know”

“Wake me up when you turn eighteeeeen”

“LEAVE ROOM FOR JESUS!” *shove*

“Did they buy it? Ha!”

“Gimme a cup of hot water, and make it strong!”

“Does your phone plan cover calls to hell?”

“She’s bisexual and dead! Where else would she be??”

*whips out gun* “JUST COOL YOUR BEANS, STEPH! Just cool em right the heck down!”

“Shut the front door, spankoffski!”

“SIR! DOOOO NOT APPROACH ME! GET YOU HANDS OUTTA YOUR POCKETS! PUT YOUR HANDS DOWN! HE’S GOING FOR A GUN!! *runs at paul*”

Pete’s “HOLY SHIT!!” When officer bailey rushes at Paul

“STOP RESISTING! STOP RESISTING!” *cue Emma screaming*

“You ruined our lives Grace!! I knowwww *sobbing* I just haven’t been thinking clearly lately. All I wanted was to be a regular girl, with no sexual desire, until she was safely married. I never asked for this tickle in my mommy spot. I’ve done so many terrible things, like touching myself and lying to the police. …..and dismembering a body….. well… we all did that, so…. But I called god a son of a b-word. Who am I!?!? *more sobbing* ohh.. it’s alright Grace. Don’t comfort her. She’s fuckin weird.”

“Stephanie, please. I’ve been bugging your phone since you were 12.”

“I don’t give a shit who you kill, but you just HAD to go and do it in that house, didn’t you?”

“A book??”

“You mean… satan? Oh no… they’re much worse.”

“K-yuck, k-yuck, k-fuck!”

*head gets thrown on stage* *collective screams* “Damn you miss tessburger! You were worthless!”

“Nerdy Prudes must die. That’s not me! I’m an elected official!”

“I can buy you beer!”

“I hate politics! It’s for NERDS!”

“Pete get behind me! I’ve got a gun! Steph, it’s a ghost… I don’t think that’s gonna do any good…. On the ground, bitch! I’m a cop!”

“Heck! Heck no!”

“Are you a woman of faith? Catholic. I’ll take that as a no.”

“He’s right there! WHAT THE FUCK!?”

“Pete, is she okay? Can you feel a pulse? I have no idea what I’m doing.”

The entirety of the summoning scene. It’s my favoritest part of the whole show.

Extra extra emphasis on “we don’t give a shit about your phone!”

Max’s slow mo run beat boxing to stop the bullet

“So you do know the Bible”

Grace taking her hair down and shaking it out

“Grace what are you doing?? SHUT YOUR FUCKING FART HOLE SPANKOFFSKI!! I wanna hear this! As you were saying Grace….”

“Brewin a pot of dirty girl soup, just for you! What?? Uhh, It’s what you call my bath water in my sexual fantasies. *GASP* that’s nastyyy….. I like it.”

“What… the fuck… is happening right now!?!?”

“GRRRR! I’ll be right back!”

The background dialogue of Grace and Max and then Peter saying “holy cow they’re doin it! Grace is having sex with a fucking ghost!”

Grace sauntering out and smoking a cigarette and saying “wooow I needed that” and then max being baby girl and swinging his legs in the air and saying “where you goin? Don’t you wanna cuddle a little bit?”

“I paid the price, now fuck off” *Grace twirl*

“Nonooooooowwwhatever! It was fuckin worth it!”

“What the fuck you just say to me!?!?”

“Mom said it would help me make friends. Boy was she wrong.”

“Liek eye dew”

“That was… absolutely disgusting!!”

Graces evil laugh “the souls of the pervs make me strong” more evil laughter

“DIRTY DUDES MUST DIE! DIRTY DUDES MUST DIIIIEEE!!”

“RUN YOU LITTLE BITCH”

“Darkness will spare my soul”

“Run dudes. RUN”

#some of these have become new echolalia/echologia phrases in my arsenal of random shit i say/think all the damn time #yes I did sit here and watch the whole show adding stuff as I went #starkid #npmd #nerdy prudes must die #hatchetfield #hatchetverse

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Ok…

Hear me out y’all..

Hamilton x six

Aragon-Jefferson

Boleyn-Alexander

Jane-Madison

Anna-Lafayette

Howard-Burr

Parr-John

Alexander saying “why haven’t it hit him? He doesn’t wanna bang you. Somebody hand you” to Jefferson. Yes!

And! “It’s calling wearing purple to a funeral. Hit the light! Thomas! Was a MASSIVE! HO-!” Perfect

And then John singing “I don’t need your love. No~ No~” :)

And. “Let’s see who gets the most votes. Trauma or abuse. Whooo..” I think it fits



Burr singing all you wanna do makes a little bit of sense.

Like! “I thought this time was different..why did I think he’d be different..but it’s never..EVER!..different..NO! NO!” I just think it fits him you know.

And!

Burr:same!

Alex:yeah same! Nice neck by the way!

Madison as Jane. Like come on y’all it makes sense.

And that one line on the musical.

Madison:what hurts more than a broken heart?..

Alexander:a severed head.

And also! “OH BOO HOO! BABY MARRY HAD THAT CHICKEN POCKS AND YOU DID NOT GET TO HOLD HER HAND! YOU KNOW ITS FUNNY BECAUSE WHEN I WANTED TO HOLD MY NEW BORN SON! I DIED!” I think that part would also be funny

Laff as Anna. It just fits him.

Laff:so yeah! I really had it hard-

Jefferson:that doesn’t sound difficult at all.

Just yes!

And Jefferson. As Aragon. Yes

Him singing no way! Like yesssss!

And it would be so funny to see the queens fight as them. Like! Look! (This does have spoilers and btw This if from Six the musical slime tutorial Broadway proshot)

Burr:and then I was behead. Yeah I know I know. Now seeing as I won the competition. All I wanna do! Is take this opportunity to thank all the powerful men who got me to where I am today. Couldn’t have done it without you! Thank you New York!

(Everyone starts yelling)

Madison:ok! Hold up! Yeah..you really had it bad. But that’s not the most heart-wrenching song we’ve heard this evening.

Burr:I’m sorry. Where you not listening to my song? There where 4 courses. that’s how much sh!t I had to deal with.

Madison:yes sorry so true. But when you died your son didn’t have to grow up with out a father- oh wait that was me and no one cared when you died.

Alexander:James! Chill out! It’s not his fault that no one remembers his bland and uneventful life! babes. Honestly. I don’t want it to be weird between us. Just because my beheading was the result of years of actual trauma and humiliation.

Jefferson:oh pipe down Alex! You seriously want to talk about humiliation?! Ok well when I was queen Washington had not one. Not two. But three historically confirmed mistresses!

(Alex start to fake cry)

Alex:get over it. When I was queen I had not one. Not two! But three! Miscarriages!

Jefferson:well you know what Asslex! I had! Five miscarriages!

Laff:how about we just move it along shall we? Come on queens

This is just yes!

Ok that’s literally all I wanted to say.

Don’t ask any questions about miscarriages or the queen parts.

:)

I might do something cool with this. You can do whatever you want with this information.

IDC

:3

#alexander hamilton #james madison #thomas jefferson #john laurens #aaron burr #adrienne de lafayette #six the musical #anne boleyn #jane seymour #anna of cleves #k howard #catherine of aragon #catherine parr #hamilton the musical

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Jurassic Sanctuary

Chapter 1: Matt - also on AO3

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Influencers Matt, Nick, and Kenny score an invite via their best friend's husband to visit Jurassic Sanctuary, an island home to the genetic experiments and dinosaurs created by the Khan family. Between the Blackpool Campus Control, Hangman Page, and the rumored human/dinosaur experiments on the island, they will get more than they bargained for.

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Note 1: I blame Jeff Goldblum for this one. Him and that stupid shirt. I have no excuse for this. If y'all thought the Mamma Mia AU was batshit crazy, hold on to your butts. Note 2: I would like to remind all of you I am not a paleontologist or a scientist of anything in this realm, and I do not intend to be. Please read with that knowledge. Note 3: I've tagged as I can think of, but I'll update the tags as chapters go on with anything that I've missed.

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Matt

“If you’ll take my bags.”

Matt drops the Prada luggage at the feet of one of the gentlemen who meet them at the boat. His long hair, curly at the bottom, swishes as he shakes his head, almost in disbelief.

“Oh, a fan!” Matt says. He sticks out his hand. “Nick, come on, we have a fan.”

“A what?” the guy deadpans. “No, I’m not picking up your shit. I’m coming to see what the hell you’re doing here.”

“I’m sure you’ve been informed,” Matt says. “I’m Matt Jackson, and this is my brother, Nick.” He peers over Adam’s shoulder. “Do you know where Claudio Castagnoli is? He knows us. Well, his husband knows us, mostly. Same thing.”

“I’m Hangman Page,” the guy says, carefully. “You two are the pricks coming here to make my animals a tourist trap?”

“Excuse me!” Matt says. “Rude. No, we’re here for enrichment.”

“And camera bags are for…?”

“You never know when you can make a moment,” Nick says. “Plus, we cut our luggage way down. Only two bags per person. Plus a personal item.” He holds up their travel camera bag, with a Go Pro for each of them, editing gear, and their content laptop. “That’s it. Well, and our phones.”

“No photos of the dinosaurs,” Hangman says firmly. “Especially my raptors, or the other small carnivores. You’ll be dinner in seconds.”

“Not even with the flash off?” Nick sighs and pouts. Matt’s not sure how to tell him that might not work on this guy like it did on Billy Gunn at the most recent convention.

“Not a damned change,” Page says. His glower doesn’t shift. “Fuck. Fine. Come on, I’ll take you to the Center.”

“The center?” Kenny asks, swaggering off the boat. “Hey. Kenny Omega. Also known as the Cleaner.”

“Hope that means you’re here to help me clean the animal enclosures,” Page says.

“Ew. No,” Kenny says. He adjusts his sunglasses, his leather jacket. Matt’s a little jealous – it’s colder on the island than he’d expected. His own good jacket was left at home in favor of a second pair of sneakers. “I’m here to experience the miracle of life.”

“You expecting to pump a baby into somebody?” Page asks.

“He means the dinosaurs,” Matt says, almost done arranging the bags on his shoulders. He hopes he doesn’t tip over. “He’s a philosopher on the meaning of humanity and life.”

Kenny jumps in, which Matt thinks is probably the wrong move. “My research has an emphasis on theoretical paleontology.”

“Congratulations, that’s the stupidest fucking thing anyone’s ever said,” Page says. “I’ll have to kill Claudio for this later.”

“Please don’t!” Nick says. “Our best friend would be really upset if his husband got murdered at work.”

Page stomps away, leaving Matt, Nick, and Kenny to haul their own bags.

“Not even a trolley or anything,” Nick mutters to Matt. “This is so less cool than Tyler said.”

They get inside the building.

“Gentlemen!”

A guy, somewhere around Nick’s height, probably, comes over. He has eager eyes, a giant smile, and floppy dark hair. He looks about twenty, but Matt knows he’s actually in his forties.

“Mr. Khan?” Nick asks. He puts the bags down and sticks out a hand. “Hi. Nick Jackson. Tyler Breeze connected us.”

“Of course,” Mr. Khan says, waving his hands away. “I’ve seen all your channels. Come on. Let’s get you settled in before the fun starts.”

They each get their own rooms, but it’s not like a hotel. The space feels almost more like a bunker. At the very least, they do get their own bathrooms.

“Hey.” He pokes his head out of his little pod. “Nick.” He throws a shoe at the door to Nick’s pod.

He swings open the door, frowning until he sees it was Matt. Then he takes off his own shoe and throws it at Matt, who ducks. “What?”

“It feels weird in here,” Matt mutters. “This isn’t as hotel-y as Breeze said.”

“Breeze is weird,” Nick says. “I mean, it’s not a hotel, is it? We’re here to learn about dinosaurs.” His eyes sparkle a little. “You think they’ve also cloned cryptids?”

“How many times do I need to tell you, Nick,” Matt grumbles, grabbing Nick's shoe for him. “They aren’t cryptids, they’re dinosaurs.”

“So is Nessie,” Nick says, shrugging. “Khan said to meet him outside when we were settled, right? You think he means outside these rooms, or outside the whole, like place?”

“Probably the rooms,” Matt says. He walks down the narrow hallway and knocks on Kenny’s door. He realizes these cramped rooms and halls up remind him of a cruise ship. “Kenny? You ready?”

The door swings open and Kenny leans against it, grinning. “As I’ll ever be, baby.”

“Please don’t call me baby,” Matt says, rolling his eyes. “We’ve talked about this.”

Kenny nods. “Sorry. Are we good?”

The three of them make their way to the front lobby. It’s huge, a domed ceiling with stained glass-esque windows and large doors with ornate decoration. It’s a little much, but Matt can appreciate a little bit of maximalism. The space is open, with a corner kitchen that may be intended to be a cafeteria but looks more like a giant version of some home chef’s wet dream. The couches, deep greens and greys, are huge and soft, and Matt thinks he wants to sleep on one. Just a little bit.

“Hello, gentleman,” Mr. Khan says. “I’m so sorry to be ducking out, but I have a meeting off island. I assure you, you’re in wonderful hands with my team.”

From behind him, a pretty woman with purple-black hair and sparkling eyes pops out. “Hi!” she says, waving. “I’m Willow, campus coordinator. Everybody else deals with the dinosaurs, I deal with the spreadsheets.” She sticks out her hand. “And, when we get them, visitors.”

“I’ll leave you all to it,” Tony says, clapping. Matt thinks he’s nice. Weird, but nice.

Tony leaves, the door closing loudly behind him.

“Well,” Willow says. “What do you want to know?”

They chat for a while, the four of them, until a group of other people come up the stairs. A tall dark haired woman in a dinosaur shirt. And two men in black gear. Page, the one from earlier, is there too. He’s still frowning.

“Are you seriously expecting us to babysit?” the shorter of the two men in black says. “Claudio, why the hell did you let your himbo ass husband bring his friends?”

Claudio Castagnoli smacks the other guy in the back of the head. Matt fights a snicker. “Be nice about my himbo husband,” he says. “And we’re not babysitting. They’re capable of taking care of themselves.” Claudio levels a look at Nick and Matt that would be very interesting if it were happening in a bedroom, and not with his bestie’s husband. “Aren’t you?”

“We are,” Matt says. “I promise.”

“Where are Yuta and Danielson?” Willow asks, frowning.

“Bryan’s stuck in the lab with one of his weird little plants,” the second guy in black says. “And Rexha’s having a stomach ache or something, so Yuta’s with her. I think it’s feeding day.”

“Rexha?” Nick asks, lighting up. “Is that what you named your T-Rex?”

“We didn’t,” Claudio says. “Our youngest team member, Wheeler Yuta, did.”

“Did Tony leave yet?” the woman asks. Matt watches in his periphery as Kenny slides up next to Page, whose face immediately goes red at whatever Kenny says.

Willow nods, wrapping an arm around her waist. “He should be getting the boat together right now. What’s up, Kris?”

“I was hoping he could approve an order for more external storage.” Kris sighs. “Screw it. I’ll order it myself, and you can approve it later.” She leans in and kisses Willow’s cheek. Willow meets eyes with Matt, like “What can you do?”

“Plus,” Kris says, skipping away, “I don’t feel like hanging out with more of Claudio’s twinks!”

“They are not – I don’t have any twinks!”

The other man in the black shirt rolls his eyes. “Then what do you call Tyler?”

“Stop it,” Claudio says, firmly. “We’re supposed to be hosting guests at the facility, not whatever this is.” He turns to Matt, Nick, and Kenny. “Hello.”

“Hi,” Nick says. “Are you all always this weird?”

“I could ask the same of you, but I’d know the answer is yes,” Claudio mumbles. “Now that you are here, what would you like to do this evening before we all rest?”

Matt has a million question. He has request, things he needs to know about the who and what and where. “I want to see a triceratops,” Matt blurts. He looks around at the team of people in front of him. Now that he’s in, he might as well be all in. “What? Is that out of the question?”

“No,” Willow says. She glances over at the other guy in the black shirt. Now that they’re close up, Matt can read their logo: Blackpool Campus Control. They’re not in Blackpool, and Matt is sure he could improve their design. Breeze should be doing better with that. Nobody wants their husband going out with a bad logo. “It’s not. Jon?”

“Mox,” he says. Not like he’s correcting her, more like he’s informing Matt. “I can take you, but you gotta grab some shit that wasn’t in your giant bags from earlier.” Matt doesn’t remember seeing him out there. “Maybe, like, a backpack for emergency shit. Just in case.” He frowns. “Small one, though. Hangman told me about the giant suitcases you all brought in.”

Matt fights the urge to argue. “I can do that,” Matt says. He dashes to his room and pulls out the mini bag from his actual backpack and stuffs it with the essentials. Moisturizer, chap stick, hair brush, water bottle, ibuprofen. Phone charger.

He comes back and throws the backpack over his shoulder. “Alright! I’m ready!” He pulls out his phone.

“Put that shit away,” Mox says firmly. “We aren’t taking any chances scaring the animals with unexpected noises. They hate technology.”

Matt groans. “God, fine.” He sets the phone on top of Willow’s desk. “Keep it safe for me?”

“Jesus Christ, Tony,” Mox mumbles, shaking his head.

Matt looks up at him, and wow is he tall. “Matt. I’m Matt.”

“I’m not talking to – whatever,” Mox says. He turns to Willow. “What do I get to do to them if they fuck up?”

“I’d prefer no felonies,” Willow says. “But, you know. Shit happens.” She levels a stare at Kenny, Matt, and Nick that feels deadly. “I’d hate to have to ship what’s left of your bodies back to the mainland if anyone does anything stupid, but I assure you I have the necessary labels.”

“We won’t,” Nick says, and Matt knows that look. He kicks Nick in the ankle. No falling in love on this island. “Ow!”

“Nobody’s gonna talk about how this is batshit crazy?” Page asks. “Kris and I looked at the behavioral patterns of the animals the past few days, and there’s definitely a storm on the way."

Mox nods. “For once I agree with him. We barely got supplies for the staff, and now we got three more idiots?”

“Hey!”

Nobody defends them, and Matt finds that kind of rude.

“Just saying.” Mox doesn’t duck his head, doesn’t seem to apologize.

Page, on the other hand, seems actively antagonistic. His eyes lock on Kenny, glaring. “And this one over here was already trying to tell me shit about my habitats for my dinosaurs.”

Kenny adjusts his sunglasses, adjusts his jacket. “I’m the foremost leader in paleontological theory –”

“Yeah, theory,” Page scoffs. “Jesus. Get in the field for a day and you’ll know what it’s really like.”

“Is that a challenge?” Kenny pulls off the sunglasses and gets into a stare down with Page. If he hadn’t been one of Matt’s best friends since childhood, Matt would probably put money on him getting killed by the end of the weekend. But that feels mean. “Fine. I’ll show you what theory can do.”

The two of them glare at each other in silence for longer than Matt can stand it. He glances over to Nick, who’s already looking at him.

“Fine,” Page says through gritted teeth. “Maybe after today you’ll rethink that stupid fucking line.” He stomps off, not waiting, but Kenny follows. He waggles his fingers as he slides his sunglasses back on. “Have fun, boys. I’m sure I will.” One last wink, and then he’s off.

“Triceratops?” Mox asks, sighing. That can’t be his shirt. It’s way too tight. “Fucking – fine. Let’s go.”

Matt glances at Nick again.

“I’ll be good,” Nick says, and it’s a lie if Matt’s ever heard one, “I kind of want to see the experimental exhibits.”

“Tyler told me about your interest in cryptids,” Claudio says. He’s not frowning, exactly, but he at least looks more comfortable here than he had at Matt and Nick’s Influencer Gala. “They aren’t cryptids, though. They’re genetically enhanced and Tony’s dad has been working on this project for decades.” His stare is intense. “Which means, if anything goes wrong…”

“I’ll be good!” Nick says again. “I won’t touch a thing. I’ll follow the rules.”

Matt scoffs, and Nick kicks him in the ankle this time.

“Are you coming or not?” Mox calls. Matt hadn’t even realized he’d started walking away, he’d been so focused on Nick.

“Right!” he says. He throws his bag over his shoulder and throws one last wave and smile behind him to Nick, who looks eager himself.

“So, triceratops,” Mox says, barely slowing his stride. Matt can barely keep up. “What’s it about them?”

“Well,” Matt says, playing with his backpack straps. “I really like their horns. And they seem like gentle giants.” Mox snorts. “I said seems like! I want to know for real.”

“We got two on property,” Mox says, and his gazes turns to the ground. “Had four, but there was some sort of fungal infection going around that Bryan couldn’t wrangle in time, so we lost Sophie and Isaac.”

“I’m so sorry,” Matt murmurs. “That must have been so hard.”

Mox nods and sniffs. “Yeah, well. We have Emily and her baby, Zoe still here.”

“There’s a baby triceratops?” Matt does his best not to squeal.

“Yes!” Mox says. Matt hadn’t expected him to light up like that. “Zoe’s so cute. She’s been brought up around me, so we’re pretty sure she sees me as her dad.” Matt feels weird when Mox smiles toward him. “Come on.”

They make their way through a maze of halls until they push out into a greenhouse.

“This is Bryan’s,” Mox explains. “He’s cultivating all sorts of shit out here. Currently piloting an ancient plant that helps heal skin ailments or whatever.” He shrugs. “I don’t know what it is, all I know is it cleared up my eczema.” He leads Matt to a door. “Alright, you sure you wanna see my babies in person? They’re kind of intimidating.”

“I can handle intimidating,” Matt says, holding up a hand. “I once corrected Tati at her own panel. Intimidating is not something that scares me.”

Mox looks him up and down. “Yeah, apparently.” He pushes open the door.

It’s dark, on the other side. It wasn’t dark outside.

“It’s the canopy of the trees,” comes Mox’s voice from behind Matt. “The dinos like it.” Matt fights a shiver.

“Where are they?” Matt breathes. Whispering feels right here. It feels like he’s in church. “Do we wait for them to come to us?”

“Can I?” Mox reaches out and, through the heavily filtered light, Matt sees his hand. He takes it. “Makes it easier. Don’t want to lose you here.”

“Because I’d never come back?” Matt jokes, following Mox’s lead.

“Not exactly,” Mox says. “Emily and Zoe wouldn’t eat you or anything. You’d probably just get stuck in mud.” His tone is still a whisper. “Come on.”

They walk for a while, longer than Matt had expected the space to be in an enclosure, but he figured it makes more sense for the space to be giant. From time to time, huge birds fly overhead. Matt jumps every time. And every time, Mox says, “Don’t worry. They’re not carnivorous. Usually.”

It’s somehow both threatening and comforting.

Matt’s about to say something about how he should have brought rainboots when his breath is taken away.

“There they are,” Mox says reverently.

Matt can’t do anything but stare. He’d seen Land Before Time, We’re Back, The Good Dinosaur. He’s always liked dinosaurs.

But this?

“I’m sorry,” he chokes, digging in his backpack for a tissue to mop his eyes. “I didn’t – I didn’t know…” He trails off.

“Nah, I get it,” Mox says, clapping Matt on the shoulder. “You shower recently?”

Matt blinks at him. “Yes, this morning before we got on the plane.” He sniffs his shirt. “Do I stink?”

“No,” Mox laughs. “No, just making sure you won’t have any residual lotions or soaps on.”

“Does the smell upset them?” Matt asks. He’s suddenly very glad he forewent the hairspray this morning.

“Not the smell, much. But sometimes the chemicals in soaps can aggravate their skin.”

Matt needs a second to process. “Do I – do I get to pet them?”

Mox starts walking forward, hand still holding Matt’s. “Only if you want to.” He pauses. “And only Zoe and Emily. Don’t risk it with any of Hangman’s raptors or my other ones.” He smiles, sympathetic. “Our armored guys don’t like being touched, either. One of the brachiosaurus might be okay with it, though.”

His eyes are locked on Emily’s face. “This is enough,” Matt breathes.

Zoe shuffles behind her mother as they walk up, part of her head poking out curiously.

“She’s adorable,” Matt says. “Also, why do I feel dizzy?”

“This environment is pumped with extra oxygen,” Mox says. “You get used to it. Forgot to say something.”

“That makes sense,” Matt murmurs. His eyes are still locked on Zoe. “Hi, little friend. You’re beautiful.”

Emily turns to Mox, giving him a look that Matt is sure is saying, “Can I trust him? Can I trust you, still?”

Mox walks up and rests a hand on Emily’s nose. “He’s okay, Emmy,” he says quietly. “And if he’s not, I’ll kill him before he gets a hand on either of you.”

“Rude,” Matt says, tossing his hair over his shoulder. “I don’t have a single instance of violence in my record. Recorded or not recorded.”

“I hate that you clarified that,” Mox grumbles. He turns back to Emily. “He’s going to try petting you, okay.” He leans in, forehead pressed to Emily’s scaly skin. Matt feels like he’s in a dream, and it’s only partly the extra oxygen. “Come on over,” Mox says. “If you do anything that even looks like a bad move, I take you down with Tazy here.” He pats his pocket.

Matt blinks. “You named your taser?”

Mox shrugs.

Carefully, slowly, Matt steps toward Emily. Zoe peeks out a little more and walks toward him. Emily nudges her with her nose and pushes Zoe forward. Matt feels blessed, somehow, by Emily, as Zoe ambles toward him. She reminds him of a human toddler, making their way on unsteady feet. “Hi, baby,” Matt coos. “Hi.” He flicks his eyes at Mox, one last confirmation. Mox nods. “Oh, you are too much.” He reaches out. The skin is rougher than he’d imagined, little poky bits beyond the scales.

“They should, technically, have feathers,” Mox says quietly. “But in the DNA process that was one of the genes we couldn’t effectively isolate.”

“Doesn’t matter,” Matt replies. “She’d be beautiful any way.”

Zoe seems not to know her strength very well, and bumps Matt. He stumbles, already apologizing to the fashion gods for the destruction of this shirt, but strong arms catch him before he can fall.

“I got you,” Mox says, chuckling as he rights Matt. “She does that, sometimes. Mom’ll teach her more as she gets older.”

Zoe tilts her head, like a scolded puppy.

“No, no,” Matt says, reaching out to pet between Zoe’s eyes. “Nothing wrong. You’re okay. It was probably my fault, anyway.”

“Technically, being here is your fault,” Mox offers.

“Not helping,” Matt says. But his smile feels permanent.

He doesn’t know how long they’re in this enclosure. Matt feels transcendent, beyond human, as he and Zoe have their moment. He gets to pet Emily, but Zoe keeps coming back to him and he doesn’t want to leave.

“Hey, I mentioned this earlier,” Mox says, “but we really should be on the lookout for a storm.”

“We’re fine,” Matt dismisses. “They’d be in their den or whatever if they really thought something was up, right?”

Mox points to a nest-like structure a few feet away from them. “They basically are,” he explains. “Usually, when they hear me, they stumble on out to say hi. Today we had to search for them.” He makes a weird face. “Not a great sign.”

“There was nothing in the weather forecast,” Matt says, patting his pockets. “Oh, right. No phone out here.”

“No phone,” Mox confirms. “I mean, I got the sat phone, but that’s more for major emergencies than, like. Rain.”

“Well, it said 15% chance of storms,” Matt says. “Right before we got on the plane to get here. That’s unlikely, right?”

“Not when the animals are saying otherwise.” He fidgets and yanks the sleeve of his jacket over his hands. “We should probably head back soon. We got a bit of a walk.” He nods to Emily, who’s already started making her way to the den. “And I trust her over an app any day.”

Matt allows himself a few more moments with Zoe, pressing his forehead to her skin. “You are the coolest and most beautiful thing I’ve ever gotten to meet,” he tells her. “You and your mom.” He kisses her quickly on the side of her head.

“You’re a sap,” Mox says, but he walks over and kisses Emily and then Zoe, right between their eyes, so Matt thinks it’s a compliment.

Matt guesses they’re about halfway back to the Center when a crack of thunder sounds so loudly he jumps.

“Damn it,” Mox says. He looks around quickly – Matt can practically hear the gears working – then settles on Matt. “You better do cardio, pretty boy, because we gotta run.”

Before Matt can reply, Mox takes off with his hand, pulling him along. Mud kicks up into his shoes.

“Why are we running?” Matt hisses at him. “It’s not even –”

Another crack of thunder, and the sky unleashes its fury.

“Damn it,” Mox says. The shirt clings tightly to his skin as it gets soaked, and Matt is momentarily distracted. “Alright. Change of plans.”

“Oh, now we’re not running?” Matt yells through the rain.

“You get more wet if you run,” Mox explains. “Come on. I got a place we can lay low until it lightens up.”

It’s a short walk, no more than a few minutes, before they come across a little building. Technically a house, Matt assumes, but it looks to be around the size of two or three of the apartment pods.

“What’s this doing out here?”

“Being a bunker,” Mox replies. He reaches for the door, and then there’s another crack of thunder and a strange sizzling noise. “Oh, Jesus Christ McFuck.”

“What?” Matt asks as Mox yanks him into the door. “What was that noise?”

“That,” Mox says, grumbling, “was lightning hitting the defensive barriers between each of the dinosaur exhibits.” He scrubs his face with his hand, water everywhere. “There’s still the physical ones, so everybody should be safe and contained, but the power’s out across the campus.” He groans, hitting his head against the wall. “I told Tony about this. I told him this was the wrong weekend for visitors.” He hits his fist on the door. “Sorry. Nothing against you, but he’s kind of all about the money and didn’t…think.”

“Sorry for the inconvenience,” Matt mutters.

Mox pulls out the sat phone and starts a quiet, harried conversation with Claudio.

“Yeah, I got the pretty one,” Mox says, and Matt shouldn’t feel complimented, but he does. “You – you what?! No, I understand – yeah, that doesn’t surprise me.” Mox sighs and looks at Matt. “Yeah, I’ll keep an eye out. But it’s not safe – exactly. Maybe send Page out to fix the electrical. No, Yuta’s gonna be busy.” Mox sighs. “Alright. I’ll let Matt know.”

He hangs up, or whatever it is when you disconnect a sat phone, and looks at Matt. “You want the good news or the bad news or the worse news?”

“Worse news,” Matt says. “Always go in reverse order of badness, duh.”

Mox rolls his eyes. “Okay, fine. Worse, we’re stuck here until we can get somebody out to get the power back on. Not safe for any of us, other than Page and Yuta, to go out when we don’t know which dinosaurs have breached containment.”

“Yeah, that’s bad,” Matt says. He’s thinking of Breeze, at home, without Claudio, preparing for their new baby. And then he remembers the YouTube event on Tuesday that he spent $13,000 per ticket to go to. “That’s really bad.”

“Bad is that your brother did something stupid and fell into an enclosure.”

Matt’s blood goes cold. “No.”

“Okay, good news!” Mox says, hands out in front of him. “No, don’t panic. It’s the experimental enclosure.”

“Experimental?!” Matt shrieks. “How is that good?!”

“Because – okay, they’re human hybrids. They’re, like, people. He’s fine.”

“He’s fine?!” Matt yells. “Are they dangerous? Will they hurt him?”

Mox shakes his head. “One of them will probably try to talk his ear off about medieval architecture, but that’s the worst of it.”

“I need to sit down,” Matt says.

Mox guides him to the couch. Matt falls more than sits, and he feels the couch bend beside him as Mox joins him. “I promise,” Mox says, and he tilts Matt’s chin toward him. “Hey, look at me. You’re going to be okay, he’s going to be okay. Worst case scenario he’s cold for a few hours while he waits. Best case scenario he gets, like, a home cooked meal and a master’s level lecture about history.” His smile is oddly comforting. “It’s gonna be okay, Matt. I swear it.”

Matt’s got a lot of other questions. Kenny and Page, for one. Nick and his safety. “You promise?” he whispers.

“I promise,” Mox says. “There are also safety holds everywhere on campus for things like that. Your brother’s got half a brain, he’ll find a safe space to hold out with a seat and emergency rations.”

Matt quirks a lip. “I thought you said ‘we barely have supplies for staff and now we have to take care of these three idiots’.”

Mox sighs. “Well, I may have exaggerated or whatever.” He sighs. “Look, everybody’s going to be fine. It’s just super inconvenient. And kind of uncomfortable.” He shifts in his wet clothing. “Let me make some coffee or something.”

Matt nods and follows Mox to the tiny kitchen. There’s a mini fridge, microwave, Keurig style coffee maker. “Coffee would be great.”

He’s quiet as he waits for the coffee to brew, murmuring a thank you to Mox as he hands him the cup. He glances out the window from time to time, but it’s still pouring buckets outside.

“Don’t stress,” Mox says, sipping his own cup. Matt turns to him. It really is a tight shirt. Matt can see defined muscle and strength under the soaked material. “This place can handle us for a week if we had to.”

Matt licks his lips. “It can,” he says. “Are we thinking that’s our timeline?” He doesn’t turn on the charm, exactly. But he does think about how sweet Mox was with the dinosaurs. How easily he took Matt’s hand.

Mox shakes his head, leaning back against the counter. “Shouldn’t be trapped here that long though.”

“Oh no,” Matt says. If he’s in it, he might as well make the most of it. “We’re trapped in here.” He gazes around the bunker. Bed, little kitchen. They could kill plenty of time here. “Whatever could we do in this bunker safe from danger with a bed.” He trails his fingers along the countertop. Lightning flashes, followed by a loud clap of thunder. “Got some fun mood lighting too.”

“We’re in a bunker because of a dinosaur related weather emergency and you’re horny?” Mox looks at him, aghast.

Matt smiles. “What? You aren’t?”

“I am,” Mox says, and Matt likes the look of that smile. “But I know it’s weird to get turned on by danger and dinosaurs.”

“You’re turned on by dinosaurs,” Matt says. He steps closer to Mox, grinning up at him. “I’m turned on by the danger.”

“Not turned on by dinosaurs.” Mox reaches out and grabs Matt by the waist and yanks him in. “You are kinda hot, though.”

“Kind of?” Matt asks. “Don’t be an ass.”

Mox shrugs. “I like the bitchy kind. What can I say?”

“Rude,” Matt grumbles, but he rises on his toes to kiss Mox. It takes a second for Mox to lean into it, but when he does…

Matt makes a weird little squeak as Mox’s hands slide down to his thighs. He jumps, wrapping his legs around Mox’s waist. They don’t break the kiss.

Mox is insistent, demanding as he kisses, and it feels somehow, just a little bit, like an insult. Matt pulls back and Mox bites down his neck.

“You know,” Matt muses, “it kind of feels like you’re hate kissing me.”

“I am hate kissing you,” Mox murmurs against Matt’s skin. “You’re fucking annoying and ruined a perfectly normal day at work.”

“I did not!” Matt says, and he grins as Mox throws him on the bed. “It’s not my fault there was a freak lightning storm.”

“You and your stupid money convinced Tony to keep the main buildings open during the storm, so, yeah, it’s your fault.” Mox leans back and pulls off his shirt.

“I know you’re kind of insulting me,” Matt says, “but I don’t care that much because you’re really hot.”

Mox grins. “Yeah? Got not much here to do but work out and chill with the boys, you know?”

“The boys? Your coworkers?”

Mox shrugs. “And the dinosaurs.”

Matt raises an eyebrow. “You call the dinosaurs your boys? At least two of them are girls.”

“You’re turned on when we’re running from literal monsters,” Mox replies. He grabs Matt’s legs and yanks them. “You don’t get to be judgmental.”

“I’m not!” Matt says. “Just asking.” He flutters his eyelashes and Mox rolls his eyes.

“Don’t try that shit on me,” Mox says. He leans down and kisses Matt enough to get him breathless. “The dinos try that shit. Doesn’t work.”

“The dinosaurs try to seduce you?”

“Actually? A few of them, sometimes.” Mox frowns. “Some of Tony’s experiments are…interesting.”

Matt decides that, for his own safety, asking further questions is a stupid idea. He wraps his legs more tightly around Mox’s waist and yanks him in again. Mox rips open his shirt, buttons flying everywhere.

“That was a Dolce!” Matt shrieks. He watches some of the buttons skitter across the floor. “And I got it discounted!”

Mox shrugs. “Oh no. I broke your shirt. I’m sure a rich pretty boy like you can afford a new one.”

“That,” Matt says, “is not the point.”

Mox doesn’t retort, just stares. “Fuckin’ Christ,” he mutters. “Thought you were just a pretty boy.” He pushes the shirt off of Matt’s arms. “Don’t cover these. Fuck.”

Matt allows himself to feel smug. “Thanks. I work out.”

“I can tell.”

Matt watches as Mox kisses a line down Matt’s exposed chest, down his stomach. “You got no hair on, like, your whole body,” Mox mumbles. “That feels weird.”

“I wax,” Matt says, fighting the urge to grab Mox’s shoulders and push him all the way down. “It looks better on the magazine covers.”

“You never stop, do you?” Mox gets to his belt. “Okay?”

Matt nods, biting his lip. “Um, out of curiosity. Does this place have…stuff?”

Mox raises an eyebrow. “Stuff?”

“Condoms. Lube.” He glances around. “It’s not very homey, is what I’m saying.”

“God, you really are a bitch.” Mox pulls away. “This is where I live. Part time, anyway.”

Matt blinks at him. “You – this is your house?”

“Part time house!” Mox corrects. “When we got a sick dino or something, I stay here. Made it sort of my place, you know?”

“You do a sleepover when the dinosaurs are sick?” Matt asks. “That’s adorable.”

“They’re kind of like my kids.” He shrugs, and the smile is almost more than Matt can take. “Raised most of them since babies. Rexha likes Yuta best, of course, but the rest of the big ones treat me like a dad.” He grins. Matt knows it – Zoe and Emily came out of their dens for him, against their instincts. “Fuckin’ Page got all the cool carnivores, though. The raptors practically treat him like a mother. It’s why we call him Hangman.”

No matter how many times Matt processes it, the words don’t make sense. “Sorry, what?”

“He hangs out with the dinosaurs more than us,” Mox explains, “and he does these weird gymnastics bullshit things when we can’t get to a dinosaur.” He shakes his head. “Hung from the branch of a tree for, like, 24 straight hours to get one of our Brachiosaurus’ mamas away from her babies so we could give the baby medication.”

“He’s literally a Hang man,” Matt says. “I thought he, like, killed people or something.”

“Nah, he couldn’t,” Mox says. “Guy’s a big softie.”

Based on their first interaction, Matt has reason to doubt that. But he decides to er on the side of the expert. “So, back to the detail, do you have…supplies?” Matt pauses.

“Of course I have supplies,” Mox says. “What do you think I am, some sort of prude?”

“I – no!” Matt says. He fights the urge to stomp his foot. “Just – wanted to make sure you’re actually into dudes and not just, like, going for the first fancy thing on the buffet line.”

Mox raises an eyebrow. “Buffet line?”

“I don’t know!” Matt yells. “Look, I usually don’t get this far, okay? People get me back to their places and suddenly it’s, ‘oh, can I film it,’ or, ‘can I text my friend to tell them I’m about to fuck you,’ or, worse, they try to demand it.” He huffs. “Whatever. Never mind.”

“Whoa,” Mox says. “Are – are you saying people try to make you do sex tapes or whatever?”

Matt blows his hair out of his eyes. “Some people,” he says, forcing his voice steady, “enjoy being part of the spectacle, and forget I’m a person.”

“I don’t give a shit about the spectacle, if that helps,” Mox says. He steps toward Matt quietly, carefully, like he did when approaching Zoe. “I didn’t even know you were famous until Claudio told me about your videos.”

“Did you want to watch any when you found out I’m famous?” Matt doesn’t know why he’s fighting this. Maybe getting burned so much in the past did more damage than he’d thought.

“Nah,” Mox says, smiling. “I got better things to do than watch prima donnas talk about their clothes on the internet.” He’s in front of Matt now, eyes sparkling.

“Better things to do?” Matt asks.

“Yeah, usually that’s taking care of dinosaurs, but right now.” He’s staring pretty blatantly at Matt’s chest and arms. “I know something I’d like to do.”

“Then do it.”

Mox shoots out an arm and pulls Matt in by the waist, kissing the breath out of him. Matt pulls Mox on top of him. The weight is amazing. He hasn’t had this since Prince, or Finn he supposes now, hasn’t felt like it was safe for him to relax.

He feels safe.

“You okay?” Mox asks, pulling away. “You got a little still.”

Matt nods. “Just – feeling the moment, I guess.” He presses his lips together before he gets the courage to speak. “I haven’t, I guess, wanted to just because I wanted to in a long time.”

“Jesus,” Mox breathes. “It’s really annoying how, like, real you are, underneath it all. Underneath the…” He trails off and points to what used to be Matt’s shirt on the ground. “You know.” He smiles. “I promise, only what you want, okay? You say the word, do anything, and I’ll stop to check in.”

“Okay,” Matt says. And he believes it.

Mox is as gentle as he’d promised as he gets his shirt off. He leans down to kiss Matt, smelling like rainwater and the outdoors. Matt goes for the buttons of Mox’s jeans, hesitant, but the moan and increasingly fevered kisses tell Matt it’s the right decision. Once the jeans are down Mox’s hips, Matt can’t get his hands away from Mox’s strong chest. He envisions Mox hauling stuff around outside, those muscles at work.

“I – okay,” Matt says. “Don’t want to – in me – now.”

Mox pulls back, grinning. “Wanna try an entire sentence there?”

“Get in me,” Matt says firmly. “You and your stupid biceps and hot weird dinosaur love and whatever. Come on.”

Mox grins. “I like this. You can be a bitch with a purpose.”

“I – shut up!” Matt sits up and catches Mox’s lips, trying to bite some insistence into it. Mox wraps a big hand around his back, holding him close, rolling his hips a little, driving Matt out of his mind.

“Please,” Matt pants, “Mox, please.”

Mox gets Matt completely naked and pulls his own pants off.

“Pretty.”

“What?”

“Your dick,” Matt says, because he’s a gentleman and he can be nice when he wants to be. “It’s pretty.”

“You’re fuckin’ weird, you know that?” He leans in and kisses Matt. It’s got to be something with the adrenaline, because Matt could almost come from this. Their cocks slide against each other, the tiniest bit of friction, and Matt is already obsessed. “Roll over. I’m gonna get you nice and ready.”

Matt whimpers. “Okay.” He rolls to his stomach and arches his back. “Good?”

“Jesus,” Mox says, palming Matt’s ass. He leans over to a drawer beside Matt and pulls out a bottle. “Talk about pretty.”

Matt throws a look over his shoulder. “Thanks. I know that.”

“I think you’re a little hotter when you’re not talking,” Mox says. “Let me look at you without the commentary.”

Matt has a litany of responses to say back, and it was definitely something grating and witty and cute, but instead Mox’s slick fingers are tracing around his hole and he forgets that words were ever a thing in the first place. In their stead, he moans.

“Fuck,” Mox sighs. “Fuck. Yeah, take it like that.”

Mox wasn’t kidding when he said gentle. It feels – nice. Matt’s used to this feeling a little rushed, used to people so into the idea of getting in him that they don’t worry about this part. But Mox is speaking to him, cute little phrases of encouragement, as he crooks his fingers. It’s good. Matt didn’t know this part could be good.

“I – there,” Matt pants. “Oh, you’re good at this.”

“Yeah?” Mox chuckles. “Good to know. I’m doing my best.”

Matt hums, rolling back. “You can now, just letting you know.”

“You sure?” Mox asks. “You’re still pretty, like. Tight.”

“Isn’t that what you want?”

“Not if it’s gonna hurt you or anything.”

Matt blinks. “That’s kind of the point, right?”

“For – what?” Mox pauses. “Not really. Only if you like that sort of thing.”

Matt shrugs and looks over his shoulder. “I mean, I guess I do.”

“You guess?” Mox asks. “You guess you like it rough?"

Matt turns around to see Mox staring at him, like there's an answer he can give. He doesn't really know if he's ever had the alternative.

Mox groans. "Fine. I’m making this cute or whatever. You’re going to get fucked all nice and pretty, see if you like that, too.”

Mox keeps moving his fingers, an eternity, and Matt feels ready, needy. It's never felt this drawn out, this lingering. “Please?” he asks. “Please, now?”

“Alright, baby, not gonna make you beg anymore.” There’s a new slick sound, something Matt can only imagine the source of. “You good?”

“So good,” Matt breathes. Truly, this is not how he expected the weekend, let alone the afternoon, to go. He expected dinosaurs, high level camping arrangements, maybe some fun games with Kenny and Nick.

He didn’t expect to find actually interesting people.

And he didn’t, as he realizes, pressing his face into the pillow with delight, expect to feel the blunt head of a pretty cock up against his hole.

“You ready?”

“Please,” Matt says. “Come on, you’re being really precious about this.”

“Yeah? Well, based on the everything you’ve said, you need some precious.” His hands smooth on Matt’s hips. “You like it this way?”

“Think I’ve only really done it this way, unless I was in a bar or something,” Matt says. “Usually it’s standing up, somebody’s got some molly in them or something.” He’s never admitted to anyone else that it’s usually him. It goes against their clean, precious image. But it’s the only way he usually can let loose.

“Fucking – flip over.” Mox manhandles Matt onto his back. “Nobody’s ever, like, fucked you like they mean it?”

Matt blinks. “Like they want me? They always do me like that.”

Mox sighs. “No. Like they mean it, like they want you, not the whole…” He trails off waving his hand. “I don’t know. Spectacle.”

“I don’t really know anyone outside of the spectacle, I guess,” Matt whispers.

“Well, good thing I don’t give a shit about the internet.” He slides a hand down Matt’s thigh. “How flexible are you?”

“Very,” Matt says. “Can’t get these muscles without doing the stretching after.”

“Even when you’re being cute, you’re fucking annoying.” Mox pushes his leg up and to the side. “That okay?”

Matt nods, too fast for it to be cool or chill. “Yes. Yes, it is.”

Mox has his eyes locked on Matt’s as he pushes in, achingly slowly, like he’s waiting for Matt to tell him to stop. He’s never told anybody to stop. He’s never wanted them to.

But, right now, he doesn’t think he’s ever wanted anyone to go as much as he wants Mox to right now.

“You feel incredible,” Mox breathes. “Fuck. I can’t believe somebody so goddamned annoying is also so charming.”

Matt shrugs. “You sound like some of my YouTube commenters.”

“I’m gonna fuck you until you stop talking about your stupid job,” Mox says, tilting his hips enough for Matt to really feel it. “That sound good? You able to shut up?”

Matt nods. ���I think so, but you’re going to have to work at it. I’m kind of always thinking about work.”

“That a challenge?” Mox asks, grinning.

“Perhaps.”

Mox steps to the challenge and boy is it good. Matt has to flail one arm up to grab Mox’s bicep and the other down to fist in the sheets. It’s rocking more than pushing, like Mox is trying to do something specific. It’s working – the head of his cock keeps pushing against his prostate. His vision keeps blurring.

“Oh, my god,” Matt says. “Right – there.”

“Yeah?” Mox chuckles. “Thought you might like that.”

Matt nods frantically. He forgets how to do anything else.

Mox starts fucking him slow, quiet. He’s not a talker, Matt realizes. Mox is focused on Matt’s face, on his body. It’s intense, every time Matt opens his eyes, to feel Mox’s blue gaze on him.

“There you go,” Mox says, “just enjoy it.”

Matt nods. He can’t do anything else.

He’s floating, a little, for how long he doesn’t know, as he settles into the sensation and the smells and the Mox of it all.

“You okay?” Mox asks. “You’re real quiet.”

“Just – it’s…” Matt sighs. “It’s never gone this long before. This is nice.” He opens his eyes to see Mox looking at him, almost sad.

“You gotta have higher standards, baby.”

And Matt won’t let the pet name affect him. He won’t. The whine is from something else, of course.

He looks back at Mox to see him lick up his hand. “Can I?”

Matt nods frantically. Suddenly, the need to come has superseded everything else in his mind. “Yes,” he whispers.

He touches Matt gently, carefully, matching his hand with his hips. Matt lets out a moan from something so deeply inside of him that Matt couldn’t find it if he’d tried, and he comes with such focused force that he feels parts of himself shift and change.

“God fuckin’ damn it,” Mox growls, and Matt watches his face shift as he comes, hips flush with Matt’s. “You look fuckin’ good, baby.”

Matt shivers. He can’t hold it back this time. “Thank you,” he whispers.

“Fucking – no,” Mox says, and his smile is both exasperated and intrigued. “Thank you, pretty boy.” He shifts his hips to slide out of Matt. Matt expects to be left alone, expects for things to shift. But, instead, Mox leans down to kiss him, almost lazy. He rolls to the side and pulls Matt on top of him. “You okay?”

Matt nods, resting a hand on Mox’s chest. “I’m great,” he says. He wiggles. “A little sticky, though.” He looks up at Mox. “Not cold. Anymore.”

“Yeah, I can imagine.” Mox’s grin is wide and honest. “Want some clothes?”

Matt nods. “And a shower? I suppose without electricity, water’s out of the question.”

“I got a generator for the place,” Mox says. “I try to be careful with it, since the dinosaurs don’t like the sound, but they should all be in their dens right now to hide from the storm.” He frowns. “Except for, you know.”

“Right,” Matt says. “Any that may have gotten out.”

Mox smiles. “Actually,” he says, “I have an idea.”

Within minutes, there’s a shower running. “It’ll be cold, since it’s rain water funneled in, but it should do the job.” He winks at Matt.

“Maybe you can warm me up,” Matt says. “Again, I mean.”

“We should actually try and see how the rain’s letting up.” Mox says. “When you’re done in the shower, I’ll give you some clothes to change into.” He looks Matt up and down. “Pants’ll be long, but the shirts should fit you and your giant arms.”

Matt grins. “Yeah, okay.” He feels comfortable. Cozy.

The word safe comes back to mind, and he’s not sure why he feels safe with a stranger. But he does.

He should panic, at least a little. Nick is god knew where, Kenny was with a man who looked willing and able to kill him, and they have no power to speak of. They could be trapped here. For a while.

But Matt is comfortable, and Mox is honest and kind if not nice, and Matt trusts him.

~

Mini Playlist: Chapter 1 Animal - Kesha Waste it on Me - Steve Aoki feat. BTS Lightning in a Bottle - The Summer Set Clean - Pale Waves

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[rowanmuppet]

oooh what's some of ur penny lamb (legoland) hcs!!!

Okay so first of all it took me AGES to get to this and for that I'm SORRY but anyways disclaimer I haven't even read Legoland in its entirety yet I keep putting it off 😭 so these are kinda more general I think

- (these first couple are rtc specific but after this it's general I promise!!) I like to think that after being brought back, penny remembered the choir and I know this is very unlikely but it makes me happy to imagine she has some vague idea of who they were/what happened but she's not really aware of it? It makes me sad to imagine she loses all her memories again and I also choose to believe that Legoland penny is rtc penny too.

- speaking of that, her and Ricky were friends before the accident argue with the literal wall. They were definitely each other's first real friends at St. Cass cause everyone kinda ignored Ricky and penny was. Penny

- But anyway, penny in general time! She gives everyone rocks she finds outside but they're not even remotely cool looking? They're like straight up plain rocks but she always says "this reminded me of you" and it has like. No distinguishing qualities??

- She would also give people bugs. Idk if you've seen those tiktoks where that person is in their garden at night and just grabbing various animals/insects but that's so her. She'd go "hey can you hold this rq" and it's a literal handful of worms

- she would take a bug as a pet and keep it in a container under her bed but then get nervous about getting caught and throw it out the window one night because she would also feel low-key guilty for keeping it out of its home (definitely not based off something I did as a child)

- I low-key think she knows how to like, forage? She grew up on that commune and I'm imagining the crunchiness levels were off the charts like she was definitely eating grass and sticks as a child but also knows what mushrooms/flowers will kill you

- because of this she has the immune system of a horse like she's never been sick in her life, as opposed to ocean who gets sick if you look at her wrong during flu season

- walks almost completely silently and scares everyone. Constantly. She would pop out from behind things and yell "DANGER" at them. And they would always be genuinely surprised

- had a HUGE horse girl phase like would beg for a horse every day because she read an American girl book about a ranch (I definitely didn't do this either)

- Ricky's 14th cat was a new one at the time of the accident and was named by penny. Was named nickel because then they would be matching. (And I know they're Canadian but they know about American currency shush)

- penny is kinda just Like That like, she didn't really act too different as Jane doe. She was just quieter but she would definitely go up to people reciting animal facts or stand really really close to somebody by accident and just stare at them (not to be creepy she just has an off putting vibe to her)

- your honor I don't care WHAT the Legoland script says she is a LESBIAN

- she not only collects antique dolls (we all know this by now) but she probably has at least 3 other miscellaneous collections. Or maybe they're sub-groups of dolls. Like she collects clowns, porcelain dolls and stuffed animals for example

- would definitely have at least one teddy where the face is replaced with a clay face plate that she sculpted herself to look *creepy*

- wore a lot of victorian ruffly shirts when she was alive. Kinda like Jane's in the musical but with some variety

- I am a "penny lamb short double braids" truther cause I couldn't decide what hairstyle I liked better for her

- and finally. Undiagnosed autism. But you'd really think someone would've picked up on it at some point

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[flip-flop-lover-will-byers]

I said I'll give prompts and I'm giving prompts. This is how I cope I'm just throwing out ideas, feel free to do whatever with them-

1) Heartstopper AU with artist-jock Will (aka letterman jacket!Will) who is neither in the closet nor out of it. One day paired up in a class with Mike Wheeler, the loser drama kid. The only cool thing about Mike is his leather jacket. He is also the straightest kid to ever straight. Or is he?

2) Divorce lawyer!Will as a meta homewrecker joke. Bonus points if you come up with an absolutely buckwild story of how he came to be a freaking divorce lawyer. Mike Wheeler, reluctant client.

3) Mermaid AU. Sorry, but I am coming out as an absolute sucker for mermaid AUs. Those things slap. Did you know the Byler tag already has like 3-4 mermaid AUs? Which is a lot. But I'm greedy. Mermaid AUs are where you go WILD. Write some totally sick shit with evolution, biology, magic, culture, worldbuilding, philosophy, DRAMA.....

Mermaid+soulmates AU. Will is sceptical of this human who claims to be his soulmate. Mermaids don't have soulmates, nor does Will want one. Mike knows Will is his soulmate- it's not unheard of for humans to have monsters as soulmates. A man though...he's never heard of men being soulmates. Dive deep into that question of what makes a monster. Who gets to decide where humanity begins and where it ends? What makes a soulmate? Can fate and free will coexist?

4) Amateur detective!Mike detecting a little too hard and finding the missing man-of-mystery!Will. Was Will running from the UD? The Lab? Lonnie? Mike is then pulled into shit he did not sign up for.

5) Millenial!Mike Wheeler has heard many stories about the kid who disappeared from the woods nearby 15 years ago. He's also heard his new house is haunted. He doesn't think much of it, until one day a man comes out of his walls.

6) Famous artist!Will and fanboy!Mike. Will doesn't know Mike's a fanboy. Mike is both a tumblrina and a Y/N fanfic writer.

7) Famous Author!Mike and fanfic author!Will. Mike comments on Will's every fic and they start chatting. Mike writes a romance novel (heterosexual!) for the first time, and the main characters are saying some suspiciously familiar stuff. Will messages coolpaladinboi69 "hey...did you read Wheeler's new book" and pulls out the receipts from their previous chats. A very on the nose joke on Mike's projection.

8) 12 year old Mike Wheeler discovers a very friendly ghost lurking inside his new house. Nobody else can see him, maybe because they don't want to. Will is so nice though, and so helpful. But wait- is he really dead? Or is his body trapped? Somewhere dark and cold...

9) Will is the guy hired to remodel Mlvn's white picket fence home. Mike is having ThoughtsTM. ANOTHER one for those meta homewrecker jokes. We got a literal homewrecker on our hands, but wait- oh that looks much better, thank you.

10) Mike Wheeler knows that something is wrong with quiet classmate Will Byers. He shows up with bruises, holding his pencil oddly while drawing. They've never had a single conversation, but one day after witnessing a terrifying scene between him and his father, Mike begs Will to let him help. Will refuses, he only has to get through a few more months, and then he's 18, and free. Two weeks later, Lonnie's car goes up in flames, taking Lonnie with it. Will is miraculously unharmed. The police names it a freak accident, but Mike suspects otherwise. He's not gonna sell Will out tho. The Chief is going to call services to take Will to his closest relatives, but before he can Will has blurted out another name. It's just a few months, surely he can spend them at his best friend Mike Wheeler's place? Somebody's gotta explore Will's Lonnie trauma pls

Bonus points if-

- Mike is as pathetic as possible. He needs to be a complete loser. Not a single cool thing about him. Not. One. He is miles below Will's league and everyone is aware of it, except Will himself.

- Lucas-Will bromeos.

- Unwitting chick magnet!Will.

- Mike and Max and their mutual disdain.

- El making at least one fruit joke. El cheering Will on as he homewrecks.

- Dustin being StraightTM and all the queerness going straight over his head. Poor kid has no clue.

#byler #will byers #gay mike wheeler #fanfic prompt

[mlobsters]

supernatural s14e7 unhuman nature (w. eugenie ross-leming, brad buckner)

finally getting back to nick bashing someone's skull in i gather

sam the only one that apparently knows how to interact with a healthcare establishment. are they going to try to make me cry? because i really don't want to deal with that today

thought this diner looked familiar and like something in x-files, well. this super cool site has shows and episodes with pictures from things that filmed there! the magicians, the x-files and i, robot - relevant to my viewing history. need to get spn listed in there too. and i got to that info because the wiki has the also super cool maps with locations for every episode

SAM I mean, this place, we tried, but they've never seen anything like Jack, and we can't exactly tell them what he is. DEAN Then let's get him out of here. Let's bring him home. Let's do what we do. Let's find a way. Hell, I was even thinkin' maybe Rowena… SAM Already called her.

sammy's on the ball. there's always one parent who's best at dealing with the medical stuff

SAM Somebody is sick, all right, but… Listen, I-I don't know how well you got to know our friend Jack with everything that was going on when you were here, but we've sort of been taking care of him, and, uh, he's, um… Lucifer's son. ROWENA Goodbye. SAM No, no, no. Stop, stop. He's a great kid. His mother was a fantastic human being, a-a-and he wanted nothing to do with Lucifer, w-who is dead, as you know. ROWENA I hope he's rotting.

i'm not on board with her characterization flip flop but i can appreciate this dynamic she has with sam now

ROWENA It's as I suspected. A Nephilim, for all its power, is an unnatural presence. Part human, part angel… It -- It doesn't quite fit. It's delicate. Its grace is what holds it in balance, and when Jack's grace was taken from him, his being fell into chaos. The -- The cells are gobbling each other up.

reminds me of what i mentioned in recap of 12x19

if the kid is half grace wouldn’t you end up with a half a kid :p

variation on the theme. supernatural or mental illness: panic attack edition

i thought i was gonna get through this without it pushing on my dead parents buttons but no such luck. i've been on the receiving end of that conversation with a doctor that their bodies are shutting down. and all told that was 28 and 12 years ago respectively but it can still reduce me to a sobbing wreck pretty damned fast with the right prompts.

being a good dad with this driving lesson. i am not looking forward to those days, it's gonna stress me the fuck out and you gotta play it cool so you don't stress them the fuck out. double whammy

SAM Yo, Cass, wait. Are you sure you wanna handle this alone? CASS I, uh… I feel the need to do something. And I think Dean's right. We can't afford to overlook any possibility. He seems to be taking this particularly hard. SAM Yeah, yeah. Yeah, he -- he, uh, was pretty rough on Jack at the beginning, and...I don't think he's forgotten. And I know he hasn't forgiven himself. You know, he's lost people, we've all lost people, but, um… CASS This feels different. Losing, um...a son...feels different.

like sam can't even look at him after that. almost want sam to go with him just so that neither one is alone.

i'm reminded of 11x23 where they pushed hard on this dean going to sacrifice himself and saying goodbye at their parents graves and all and. how i knew, we knew, this was going to be walked back. that he wasn't actually dying. now i don't know how long alexander calvert is in the show, how many more episodes, etc. but i do have a very vague idea of where jack is at the end of the series. and i don't want them to kill him off and not have his actor back, but i also really don't want an episode that's making me break down sobbing when it's gonna be magically fixed at the last minute or whatever either. i'm trying to just push through the episode so i don't drag this out another day. not to mention i'm sure i'm going to have a fucking awful headache tomorrow

JACK You once told me you and your father did the exact same thing. It was your happiest memory of him. DEAN I didn't say that. JACK It was how you said it. I could tell. I guess my point is that… if I don't make it… The stuff I'd miss -- it wouldn't be things like Tahiti. Or the Taj Mahal. I'd miss more time with you. I'm getting that life isn't all these big, amazing moments. It's time together that matters. Like this. DEAN Well, who'd have thought hanging out with me would make you sentimental? JACK I've had a good life, Dean.

dean deflecting, per usual. but yeah. full-on "you're gonna cry" mode.

look at that. rando man we've never heard of happens to have some of gabriel's grace and a special spell. sure. at least it didn't work, i guess. not going for that cheap of an out

s14e7 / terminator 2: judgement day

pellegrino always delivers but i am so tired of lucifer. the effects were pretty okay until they decided to do this lucifer-empty!terminator skull situation. they gonna end up getting jack-via-lucifer's grace back this way?

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 14x07 #spnwhinge #i guess #spnsob more like it #eugenie ross leming #brad buckner

[szif]

ok so here's apparently all the games i've played in 2023 like as in actually finishing them.

[the cat lady dark souls 1 + dark souls 3 the first 2 spyro games +ECHO vn +tsukihime portal 1 pathologic classic disco elysium]

i also started half life then dropped it and some other games too but it took me days to compile this list cuz i really really cant remember a lot.

the cat lady was nice, easy little game, misled me on what it is like twice but i feel like it was nice. the fact that a gold ending exists that nullifies anything you experience is kind of bleh though. like that fucking sucks. and also some aspects of it were just over the top like the cradle thing. also that one parasite that's linked to that other game. honestly there's a lot about it that really just spells out "the creator is somebody who keeps making these styled games and desperately tries to string everything together and the fans eat it all up" but i only played this one so its all fine.

dark souls 1 was really cool, nicest graphics nicest map it was interconnected i liked the armor i liked the physics i liked how slow the gameplay was (literally just 2 mins of me holding my shield up so that i can just drink while having a fight and nothing happened haha lol) there were some real good areas after midgame like demon's ruins (absolute favourite!!) and i also liked tomb of the giants (well, i didnt really Like Like when i played it, i was kind of running around like a poisoned hamster with everything leaving me at the tiniest hp lol) but then the game started sucking with the crystal cave/duke's archives and all that shit it was just so fucking annoying having to go through those shitty places (...and hearing everybody worship them..) but i feel like overall it was still nice? i liked the optional areas to go through (those are my favs, the great hollow + ash lake!! they were sooo soo good and lower blighttown was also so cool!!) and it just felt like, enough of a "i dont like this part but i like this one" that i continued playing it. the flow felt good

dark souls 3 was bad and was the combination of everything i disliked about dark souls 1 and then took all the things i liked too. it was so fucking lame and on top of it confusing too so i really disliked it and i just got through it real quick. lame. sucked

oh yeah, i also have the remastered pack of spyro games - i never played spyro or knew about it or anything, i first saw that dragon on tumblr posts i honestly have not much to do with it, but i got them because they seemed fun and uh. they were cool. like it felt so smooth and i liked running around and i think the collecting gems part was also cool. its literally like, a children's game so what do i even say about it. it was fun somewhat but it had SO much in it that i finished most games with like, not exploring all of it because i literally didnt give enough of a fuck about it. and it didnt ruin my experience either so like, honestly, some things are really not needed. i might or might not play the third one with the dragon eggs and stuff, we'll see.. like sure i started it but am i motivated to go through the same motions with the same guy? idk...

portal 1 was so solid. great characterism of ms. glados, the sudden pronoun swap in the hungarian subtitles was so clever and i loved it even if the other aspects of the translation was a bit lacking. the puzzles were actually fun and i could figure them out on my own for the most part (literally looked up like, 3-4 puzzles?) and it was actually cool to play through them. i liked it it was nice and it didnt really think i would because i fucking hate(d) portal 2 but it seems like the first game is like, great.

pathologic was. holy shit the entire like, environment and all that about diseases and like the huge progression of like, everything going on? it was so overwhelming but also right at home it had such a great feel to it. i started playing with the haruspex but then i thought he was a fucking bitchboy and quit the game then started one with the bachelor and then i had actual fun in the game. there was this one questline at day 11 that i fucking hated and was confusing and it's 100% the developers' fault, but anything else? it was engaging, i was full focused on the game, i kept going back to it more and more, everything was just getting more and more intense and more fun. then the ending happened and its like, eh, who cares. like it was lame and i just felt like it was great to just like, let it go. if the start and the middle is good then i dont care about the end sucking that much. it didnt even "suck", it was just nothing. which is better than it sucking. huge fan i liked this

just finished disco elysium literally like, today, actually, since i sat down for like , 11-12 hours and played it with zero break. i got a genuine fever sickness and many days of worth of muscle stiffness from it. like this shit is dangerous. it was sooo sooo captivating, i didnt really think i would like it at first because i thought of it as those like, random supernatural roll-a-dice games with like, a very specific style that i loathe with all my being and since it had a similar structure i didnt really think i would latch onto it. you know, just try it out, then delete. but no, it really dragged me in. i am relieved it was like, a, mainly "you fail something and failure IS a part of the game so its fun to do that" type of thing. like theres nothing more sucking out the joy of something than just like, something just making you fail and thats a part of the whole thing but it feels pointless and unreasonable, but then succeeding all the time and going through it is also not really fun if you have to engineer success situations all the time. this game is good at like, not doing that. i was so fucking invested in the entire situ of the story and the environment and i liked reading the books and re-building communism with my shitty college buddies who made me write essays about books haha. it just had a lot going on and it was also like a super relatable game and it hooked my brainnnnn. i loved kim! i loved the tribunal[s]! i loved doing all the little things for everyone! it felt rewarding doing literally anything! i actually had a lot, and by that a lot of time where i couldnt do anything because i was talking to Everyone and so in the later days i didnt have Anything to do and it wasnt time to sleep yet so i had to re-talk and re-do books and it was sooo annoying. but its fine its really just a tiny thing. it was sooo good it was sooo nice i loved it. genuinely game of the year 4 me but only because i barely play games and when i do its not that big of a deal. huuuuge huuuge fan. #1 honestly

+i literally fucking forgot. right after i made the post. but i did read tsukihime + ECHO in its entirety. like all branches all endings. i saw. a lot. no im not putting them in separate entries. tsukihime was. it was a thing. i cant even tell if i liked it or not but it was interesting to see what other people like, i guess. echo was real good though and its going up to the games i really really liked list. from being the first game to actually make me feel anxious and have that real fucking awful oppressive atmosphere to actually making me care about the fuzzy animals. it had good writing and i also binged every single branch of it like i did with disco elysium and i kept waking up more and more fucked up barely unable to exist then i had to sleep for like, around a week and do nothing else for me to offset playing that game. it was soo much, honestly. but i was so hooked and it was so much fun (well, "fun",) like it was irresistible. absolutely amazing game. im trying to think of what i didnt like but like, honestly i dont really know. maybe the sydney parts in the flynn route? that wasnt exactly my fav thing. but thats it, really. i had fun

#dcmnt