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clusterbuck · 1 year

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oooh fake fic titles? “you and me and the lemon tree”

whoops this is no longer a fake fic

you and me and the lemon tree

1.6k | future fic | buckley-diaz family shenanigans

The lemon tree is Christopher’s idea.

“We’re not moving again,” he says. “That’s what you said, right? So we could plant it now and take a picture, and then in like ten years we could take the same picture only the tree would be big. It would be cool.”

“It’s gonna take a long time to get there, buddy,” Eddie says, and Christopher sighs and rolls his eyes. He’s fifteen, now, and the eye-rolling happens a lot, but most of the time it’s still tinged with fondness.

“I know that,” Christopher says. “But it could be like—a tracker. Of how long we’ve lived here. It would be cool, right?”

“Of how long we’ve lived here,” Buck corrects, nudging him gently. “You’re off to college soon. Just a couple of years, and it’s just going to be me and your dad.” He looks over and winks at Eddie, who hurries to put his hand on Christopher’s shoulder and reassure him he’ll always have a home to come back to.

“Of course you will,” Buck says, and reaches out to ruffle Christopher’s hair. Christopher ducks away and tries to fix the curls that fall into his face. “We’re always here for you. But when you’re not home…”

“Gross,” Christopher groans, and Eddie leans over to shove his shoulder. The cold metal of his wedding ring brushes against Buck’s skin, and he grins.

“I just meant we’d have space to spread out the big puzzles on the dining table if it’s not covered in your homework,” Buck says, projecting innocence.

“Sure you did,” Eddie grins, and hooks a finger into the belt loop of Buck’s jeans to pull him in for a kiss.

“So are we planting a tree or not?” Christopher asks, and Buck laughs into his husband’s mouth.

—

They plant the tree exactly one month after they move into the new house, and exactly one year after Buck had gotten on one knee in the middle of the loft and Eddie had said fuck, I have a ring stashed in my sock drawer. Buck and Christopher spend several days doing the research, and they determine that their best bet is a grafted sapling, a tree that’s already done a little bit of growing.

“They’re harder to fuck up,” Christopher says, and Eddie says hey, then admits it’s probably for the best.

“You told me you have a black thumb,” Christopher says.

“And you told me I can’t cook,” Eddie says. “I learned that, hm?”

“I guess,” Christopher says, and Buck snorts a laugh then kisses Eddie in apology.

The sapling is barely a foot tall, and looks more like a twig than anything else when they get it planted. “It’ll grow,” Christopher says, sounding like he’s trying to convince himself just as much. “It’ll look more like a tree eventually.”

“Yeah,” Eddie says. “You almost look like a person now.”

“More than you do,” Christopher shoots back, and Eddie makes a mock-offended noise.

“Sorry, kid, I don’t agree with you on that one,” Buck says, slipping a dirt-streaked hand into the back pocket of Eddie’s jeans.

They take the picture, the little sapling with their house in the background. The house they bought together, that they moved into together, the house that neither of them is ever going to live in alone.

They take the picture, and then discover that it’s surprisingly hard to get photos printed anymore. But finally, after several trips to several different drugstores and Walmarts, they have a shiny four-by-six inch photo to put up on the refrigerator with the magnet they’d bought at the aquarium the day after Eddie kissed Buck for the first time.

The front of the fridge fills up quickly, with shopping lists and receipts, ticket stubs and shift schedules and permission slips and the general detritus of three lives intertwined, but the photo is always there at the centre of it all.

—

The day Christopher leaves for college the tree is twice as tall as it had been, if not more. It looks like a tree now, if in miniature, still too small to bear fruit but tree-shaped nonetheless.

Eddie insists on getting a picture of Christopher next to the tree, and walks into the backyard to find Buck already lining up a shot.

Christopher grumbles, and Eddie stands behind Buck to rest his head on Buck’s shoulder and peer at the phone screen. “This was your idea,” he reminds their son. “You said it would be a good tracker.”

“We didn’t take a picture of me with it when we planted it,” Christopher points out. “It’s only tracking the house.”

“Yeah,” Eddie says, and hooks his thumbs through his husband’s belt loops. “But it’ll be cute anyway.”

Christopher rolls his eyes, but he lets Buck take the picture.

The college Christopher had chosen isn’t far, so Buck and Eddie drive him to his dorm and fuss over his room and take him out for dinner, and still make it home by the end of the night. Eddie drops their bag by the door and Buck slips into the kitchen, and they meet out on the porch swing.

Buck hands Eddie one of the open bottles of beer he’s holding, and offers his own up to clink against. “So,” he says, taking a sip, then tips his head back to look at the sky. They can’t see many stars in the middle of LA, but it never stops them from trying. “Empty nest, huh?”

“Yeah,” Eddie says, tapping the neck of his bottle against his chin. “Just you and me.”

Buck smiles, resting his head on Eddie’s shoulder. “Yeah,” he says, and Eddie’s hand splays across his thigh. “You and me and the lemon tree.”

—

The first time they fight—really fight, the kind with voices raised and doors slammed and words so sharp they draw blood on the way out—Buck goes out to the lemon tree. Years later, when he no longer remembers what the fight was about, he’ll remember this: the tree, four feet tall with a trunk that just barely holds him up when he leans against it.

He changes his mind almost instantly, though, and lies under the tree instead. He doesn’t want to damage the tree, risk pushing it off course before it ever flowers.

Buck lies under the tree and stares up at the sky through the leaves, searching for patterns in the gaps and trying not to think about the things he’d just said. It’s all—

It all seems so stupid now, five minutes and twenty-five steps removed. This is what they’d promised each other, after all. The good times and the bad. This fight doesn’t matter, not really, not in the long run.

He doesn’t know if it’s five minutes later or fifty, but eventually he hears the sound of the porch door and the footsteps he’d recognise in any crowd. Eddie sits down next to him and Buck extends his arm, waiting for Eddie to lie next to him and settle his head on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” Eddie murmurs.

“I know,” Buck says, pressing his lips to the bit of Eddie’s forehead he can reach. “I’m sorry, too. We’ll figure it out.”

“Yeah,” Eddie says. “I know we will.”

—

Christopher brings home his first serious girlfriend, and the lemon tree bears fruit.

“This better not be a sign,” Eddie says, holding up a finger in warning. “We don’t need to have the talk, do we?”

“Dad,” Christopher groans, every bit a child complaining about his father despite his twenty-two years. “Ew.”

“I’m just saying—”

“It’s okay,” Buck interrupts him, swooping into the living room with a kiss to Eddie’s cheek and bumping Christopher’s fist. “I gave Chris the talk long before I gave you any kind of talk.”

“You did what?” Eddie squawks.

“The kid had questions,” Buck shrugs. “I was there.”

“It’s not a magic tree,” Christopher says. “It’s just lemons.”

“Just lemons,” Eddie says. “No metaphors?”

“I promise,” Christopher says. “No metaphors.”

—

Things don’t work out with the girlfriend, in the end, as often is the case with first loves. But some years later, Christopher marries Matilda in his fathers’ backyard, and the tree is tall and beautiful, full of vibrant yellow fruit. Christopher promises to love her forever, in good times and bad, standing under the tree he planted when it was barely a twig, and Buck surreptitiously swipes a tear from the corner of his eye.

Beside him, silent tears run down Eddie’s face.

“Remember the day we planted the tree?” Buck asks, and Eddie sways against him.

“Yeah,” he murmurs. “It barely came up to his knee.”

“You said he almost looked like a person,” Buck says.

Eddie laughs. “Look at him now.”

“Yeah,” Buck says. “You did that. And before you say it—I helped, I know. But you did most of the work.”

“I guess I did,” Eddie murmurs, leaning his head on Buck’s shoulder. “And now he’s married.”

“It’s just you and me now,” Buck says. “It’s always gonna be you and me.”

“Yeah,” Eddie says, and Buck hears the smile in his voice. “You and me and the lemon tree.”

—

They take a picture, later that night, of the tree with the house in the background. They compare it to the original, and of course Christopher had been right all those years ago. It’s cool.

“Did take a while to get here, though,” Eddie says, when they’re finding a place for the new photo on the fridge.

“Yeah,” Buck says, and bumps his hip against Eddie’s. “But it was worth every step.”

#hi annie sorry and thank you jghdgh #911fic #buddie #buddie fic #ask emma #emma writes #dearestdiaz

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wexhappyxfew · 13 days

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Hi! I love your Silver Bullets girls, and Carrie x Douglass has a special place in my heart (even more since your last writing with them). So, for them I'd like to ask 35. (kissing their bruises and scars) from the Touch prompt list or 5. (the last thing they're thinking about before falling asleep is always the other) from the Subtle love list. 💗

HI FRIEND!!!! thank you so much for sending this and i am so so glad carrie and dougie have meant a lot, alongside the Silver Bullets girls (it seriously means SO MUCH and i always say it but its true!!!) THANK YOU FOR THE OPTIONS TOO!!!! i couldn't help myself and went with the second prompt (5) and decided to focus on some of their earlier meetings with one another and how they've developed into the people today. let's just say, i had a lot of fun! thank you SO MUCH!!!!! :D this was so much fun! <3 (and sorry for the wait for this....the semester was its usual chaos haha!)

greenland

(a/n): safe to say, for my carrie x dougie enjoyers, this was FUN to write. we get a bit into life before the annie bradshaw era of silver bullets! WITH captain birdie faulkner. BUT, because i am a sucker for someone who haunts the narrative and is simply talked about, we don't actually meet birdie here, just hear about her as a leader and all (a running theme!). we also get a bit into the storyline of what dougie means when he said he wanted to ask carrie to 'dance in greenland in THIS PIECE. and also carrie's dislike for greenland lmfao. please enjoy!!! <3

Greenland was anything but green, it seemed.

Maybe that's why the Vikings called it that - to freak the living fuck out of any sort of enemy that was bound to come this way and make them mistake what was actually a stupid ice block for well - 'green land'.

The landing had been less that superb and Captain Faulkner had dismissed them all to the bar to the left of the tarmac for the rest of the evening off.

Birdie Faulkner was everything, including a realist, and she seemed to understand that the rather harrowing conditions of their landing was something that required at least a drink or two before bedding down for the night.

With a half-finished beer, Carrie was sure that she could've fallen asleep in that very chair for the time being, but she had to present herself a best she could. With the newest B-17 group collected, Silver Bullets was formulated and crafted by that oh-so-brilliant mind of Birdie Faulkner, and they all had her to thank. And Carrie had to look a bit more put-together than usual - prove she's not just a wash-out bombardier with lackluster experience. That she deserved the spot in Silver Bullets more than anyone else.

"So?" a voice came from her right, settling into the other plush, leather seat at her side, the smiling face of Bessie Carlisle appearing as she popped open her own beer bottle, "Greenland, huh?" Carrie smirked and rolled her shoulders and glanced around.

"It's cozy, really," Carrie offered, "I'm considering taking a swim in the river, suntanning-"

"Okay, smart ass," Bessie said with a chuckle, her boot nudging her own foot, "can't say I'm complaining. Finally out of those training cycles, working towards the war. Maybe, we'll actually put ourselves to use instead of waiting just to go on a practice run." Carrie watched Bessie and then smiled widely.

"Love it so much that I may tell my future husband that 'Hey, we're moving to Greenland!', pack up the truck, babe, forget Brooklyn, home is where the grass is a solid as a fucking rock," Carrie said, sipping her beer, "not to mention the weather. I love to freeze."

"Someone's happy." a new voice chimed in, as Francis settled into a chair opposite them, sucking down a portion of her beer and grinning, "I've never seen you so enthusiastic about something." Carrie deadpanned.

"I'm really jumping for joy over here, Monty." Carrie told Francis, raising her glass of beer up in mock ceremony, "You know me so well." Francis and Bessie burst out into laughter as Carrie leaned back in her chair with a sigh and looked towards the ceiling.

"When the hell are we going to England?" Carrie asked, counting the flecks of rotting wood in the wooden ceiling, her eyes tracing the pieces that stuck out of the ceiling panels before losing her spot and recounting, "If I could just get another beer started, I'd be ready by tonight to head out. No pit-stops for me, I'm just fine with a beer stop and then jetting off to England and calling it a day."

"I wish I had the same energy towards that, Bergie, I really do," Bessie said, "afraid to say I'd ask for a few hours of sleep thought over that."

"Sleeps overrated half the time!" Carrie admonished still staring up at the ceiling, "How you gonna get a thing done when sleep's-"

"Exactly what you need." Carrie blinked a few times and into focus above her head came James Douglass - fellow bombardier, with whom Bessie had introduced on one of Carrie's first days after her transfer on base.

Carrie remembered first time seeing him coming towards them, with that carpet on his face he called a mustache, a sharp smirk, a rather loud, somewhat obnoxious voice, a quick hand-shaking, before he was wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pointing out to various areas along the base like they'd been friends for years - something that had caught her completely off guard. And ever since then, with their few chance meetings, they'd been nothing but a trifle of teasing jabs and somewhat good-natured fun.

Key word: somewhat.

Because she could never actually read James Douglass unlike Benny DeMarco or Hambone Hamilton who were just about as sweet to her as her grandma's hotcakes. He'd see her and beeline, make a few jokes, flirt shamelessly, and then go dance with the next girl who'd take his hand. He was quite the character and Carrie usually didn't engage in much conversation past when he'd come to seek her out.

Except now, he was hung above her like a hyperactive golden retriever, like the dog, Kering, that had lived down the street from the Achterberg's in Brooklyn all her life. Running out of the Wilkes house anytime the door opened, barking and sniffing and tearing around the neighborhood like a lunatic. Yeah, Kering the golden retriever who looked like he was a lunatic reminded her exactly of James Douglass.

Nice to know home was never far.

"What are you trying to say, huh?" Carrie asked, still slouching in the chair and staring up at him hovering over her. Douglass grinned at her, showing off his pearly whites and that charming look on his face and he let out a chuckle.

"You know, a little sleep never hurt a soul. Only reason we're even alive," Douglass said, reaching forward to rub her shoulder, "makes the brain happy or some shit. Makes people less….cranky."

"You calling me cranky, now?"

"Cranky. Now that's just one of many words-"

"Oh, you little-"

"Alright!" Bessie said standing and shoving Douglass pack from where he currently was occupying Carrie's headspace, "Nice to know some things never change." Carrie glanced at her as she sat up and Bessie raised a brow with a smirk.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Douglass said from behind Carrie, before he moved around her chair and took the other open seat in the grouping of four, and kicking back to relax. Carrie watched Bessie before looking at Francis, who was rather interested in her cup of beer, before glancing at Douglass, who was already looking at her.

"What?" she murmured, before he made a face and she rolled her eyes.

"How was the flight over, Douglass? Invigorating?" Bessie asked Douglass, with a smile - leave it to Bessie to be sweet as cream on any given occasion.

"You woulda thought Greenland would be, well, fucking green-"

"That's what I said!" Carrie butted in, getting looks from the other three, before settling on Douglass who was watching her, with a mixture of interest and annoyance, but she couldn't seem to decipher the two and sank back in her chair, "Greenland's cold as fuck, not some East Coast paradise I'll give ya that." She heard Douglass chuckle at that as Carrie took in more sips of beer.

"With the way we were flying in, I wasn't even sure we were gonna make it at first, I'll tell you that," Douglass said, "you sit in that nose and you swear to God that you'll smash right into the tarmac. Good ole Ev Blakely don't let that sorta stuff happen though."

"Yeah, a real crap shoot." Carrie muttered, "Thought Birdie was gonna bring us in sideways." Douglass raised a brow as he sipped his beer.

"Guess you can say they lied about the fucking weather, too," Douglass offered, "really nice place here. Could barely move my fingers and toes when I actually stood up fully." Bessie let out a chuckle and started sipping her beer again as Carrie narrowed her eyes at her.

"Hey, they're putting on some music to dance, y'all wanna come?" Judy Rybinski's joyfully said as she appeared behind Francis, "C'mon Bessie, I know that look anywhere, you wanna!"

"You know me too well, Jude," Bessie said, getting to her feet and finishing off her beer.

"I'm coming with! No shot I'm missing a chance at good music and good company." Francis said getting to her feet, "The company part may be a stretch-"

"Oh c'mon!" Judy said, taking Francis' hand before looking at Carrie and Douglass unmoved in their chairs, "You two coming?"

"I'm going to continue working on these beers, Jude, but I appreciate it," Carrie said, "Greenland's officially fucked me up." Judy let out a chuckle.

"You enjoy that then, Bergie," Judy said before looking at Douglass, "Dougie?" Carrie glanced sideways at Douglass who sat quietly, before glancing over at Carrie and then Judy again.

"Maybe next time," he said with a nod, "I promise you a dance, got it?"

"Sounds good! Don't have too much fun!" Judy called before she disappeared and some Artie Shaw began playing over the speakers.

"Good to know we have one thing in common, Bergie." Carrie slowly looked over at Douglass, that annoying nickname rolling off his lips like it had before, "We both hate Greenland." And he grinned at her and couldn't help but smirk back.

"First off, don't call me that. Second, you might be right about that," Carrie said, sipping her beer again, "you know that it's called Greenland because of the Vikings?" Douglass let out a chuckle and shook his head.

"Nah, you're fucking with me," he said, "the Vikings? The guys with the horns on their heads?"

"I'm not kidding," Carrie said sitting up and fully meeting his gaze for the first time since he had hung overtop her, "I swear to you, they did it. Tricking their enemies. For the sake of how much can they fuck a person in the head." Douglass watched her for a moment, before letting out a laugh and sipping his beer again, before smirking.

"Maybe they were just being smart," Douglass countered, "before they knew that it was just one sheet of ice for miles on end. Then they realized what a shitty name Greenland was." Carrie stared at him for a moment, before smiling slightly, unable to hold back her grin.

"You really know how to get under my skin, don't ya?"

"Guess you could say I know what makes you tick."

"Oh so now you suddenly know everything about me, huh?" Carrie said, leaning over to give his shoulder a playful shove, "Well, go on, what's my favorite color?" She watched him and noticed him glance at her lips - surprisingly - before moving back to her eyes.

"I don't know….blue probably." Carrie watched him and stilled for a moment.

"Uh….yeah, actually." she said quickly, and forced down the way her cheeks flamed (and for what she didn't know), "Alright, well, where do I come from?"

"Brooklyn." Douglass said, laughing at the look on her face, "Look, sweetheart, that New York accent ain't just a voice with Southern twang. I know if I was walking down the streets, and I heard your voice, it'd be you."

"God, what the hell." murmured Carrie as Douglass chuckled, "You won't get this - school subject." Douglass looked at her and then smirked before leaning forward.

"Something with math, right?" he asked her confidently, "You don't just get interested in this sorta shit without having some interest there." Carrie watched him and tilted her head.

"Are you mind-fucking me or something?" she asked him, "How the hell-"

"Just good at reading people I guess." Douglass said with a smirk, "Contrary to popular belief, Bergie, I usually know what I'm talking about. There's a reason I'm a bombardier and not just some journalist or something." She watched him and licked her lips.

"Is that why you joined?" she asked him, "The Air Force? Flying in B-17s?" Douglass glanced at her and nodded.

"Had to join the fight somehow, couldn't just sit back and let the fucking Nazis think they could walk all over us," Douglass said, finishing his beer, "that sorta stuff just don't fly around here. Well, except us. We fly." The two burst out into laughter, before they both died down and looked to one another. For a moment, they were quiet regarding one another with somewhat hesitant gazes as Carrie finished off her beer.

"Well, I'm gonna head-"

"Did you wanna-"

They both watched each other, before breaking out into laughter and righting themselves.

"You go." Douglass said.

"I was gonna head out. Get some rest. Pretty tired." she said quickly, her heart racing as she smiled at him with a nod, "You?" Douglass stared at her and for the first time, she saw the sudden shyness in his gaze as he glanced away from her and then back.

"Just…was gonna get another drink, but you head out, get some rest," he said, before smirking at her, "you need it."

"Oh, you asshole." grumbled Carrie knocking his shoulder before standing to her feet, Douglass following suit. The stood there for a moment, looking at one another - usually, if this were a Silver Bullets girl, she'd give them a hug, but with Douglass, she felt frozen in place. She stuck out her hand instead, to shake, and he shook her hand, and she felt more awkward than ever before, as she shook back. His handshake was firm though, and confident and suddenly made her feel like some 16-year-old girl in high school and balked.

"Well, I'll see you around." she said, stumbling back a bit, "Night!" And she disappeared quickly - like she always did. She found the barracks, promptly settled into bed, and then stared at the ceiling, counting the dried pieces of wood hanging from the panels again.

And she replayed the look in James Douglass' eyes - over and over.

And for the first time in years, all she could think about was James Douglass' eyes that had watched her like that, as she tried to fall asleep.

To say the least, it was the best sleep in months.

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formulanni · 2 months

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All of my professors are like 🤭 hope you all had a restful spring break 🤭 like. My brother in Christ I invented a cowboy au about 2 real life straight men

#it was restful actually #thank you for asking #shout out to Lestappen for curing my mental illness #f1blr #charles leclerc #annie’s art #lestappen au #lestappen #annie’s cowboy au #1633 cowboy au #when when i spend my free time designing cowboy sonas for the drivers 🤭#formula one #f1 art #formula 1 #formulanni #AND THAT GP OVER BREAK WAS SO STRESSFUL #so much happened #im a changed man

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persephoneprice · 1 month

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i see that YOU wanna be bothered too and that you're a d4 enthusiast like me (they're my pookies!!) soooo what's your thoughts on the hc that annie was a career?? 🤭🎤

omg first of all thank you for sending this also i just saw your header and that’s such a slay

this is SUCH a good question and i know it’s so controversial so this is just my personal take!! i totally understand why people might think it’s wrong-

but i do believe that annie was a career and volunteered for the games. i think all victors are damaged from their games in a way and annie is just a different (perhaps more extreme?) example of the affects of being in the arena.

the thing is, you can have all the training in the world- but nothing really prepares you for that kind of violence. especially not seeing your district partner, someone you knew, being decapitated. that is extremely heavy and traumatizing to witness even for someone who volunteered for it. and yes, maybe most careers wouldn’t be impacted by that to the extent that by the human brain is a weird thing and all people react differently.

i saw someone make the comparison between soldiers signing up to join the military and still coming out deeply traumatized by what they saw and i think that’s a pretty good example. you can know what you’re getting into, you can train, you can do whatever- but you’re never truly 100% prepared to go through something like that.

in my opinion, that actually makes her a much more interesting- and no less sympathetic- character! i think a lot of people don’t want to associate annie (and even finnick i see a lot) with being “careers” because the careers are associated with being the bad guys and no one wants their faves to be the bad guys. but the careers were not evil/bad people- they were brainwashed children. but that’s another rant for another day.

so yeah idk if any of that even made sense but basically:

yes, annie is a heavily traumatized- but real- career.

#annie cresta #the hunger games #asks #finnick odair #again just my perspective and everyone is totally valid in whatever they think bc we have no way of actually knowing!!#if anyone has any similar thoughts or even different opinions i would LOVE to hear them!!!!#thank you so much for sending this though i love answering questions like this hahahhaha #i will die on the hill that the careers were not evil people

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doverstar · 5 months

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abed/annie is my community otp, so I would love to hear your essay if you’re willing to share ♥️

girl it would be my pleasure

this is going to be an absolutely enormous word-vomit, please prepare-

I want to start off by saying I actually think Abed is genuinely a little bit crazy. Yes, he might be on the spectrum or have some disorder but the show is so loose with that it never really confirms it, so I’m not going to confirm it either, I just think there’s something-something-spectrum there but I’m not educated enough to understand exactly what they’re communicating he has or is dealing with. I think the safest thing to assume is indeed that he’s insane (he said it himself; he saw literal lava when Troy was leaving) but in a small, functional, unique way that doesn’t make him dangerous except when he wants to cut people’s arms off because “Evil Abed has taken over” hello someone do something about that –

Anyway. It’s super difficult for me to understand what goes on in his head episode-to-episode, but with Annie it’s actually easier? Abed has such a specific set of needs when it comes to relationships that it’s a miracle he found the study group at all. He’s so smart and creative and he’s actually very empathetic and sweet but he doesn’t always seem to know how to express things.

Annie is clearly Abed’s second-best friend in the show (it helps that the actor/actress are best friends too). When he can’t turn to Troy, he can always turn to Annie. She understands him and there’s never been a point where we see that start or end—it just naturally happened and they’re both used to it. Abed is always touching her, always sitting by her, always making eye contact with her, and if you pay close attention to even background scenes, he’s measuring her reactions to things more often than anyone else’s. If I had to guess, I think she’s the group member he understood faster than any of the others. Abed (this is, from what I’m told, part of being on the spectrum? but like I said I am uneducated and don’t want to definitively say something the show decided not to be clear about) needs certain things to be a certain way, or he can’t operate normally. He panics, or gets angry, or tries to mutilate Jeff Wingers. He genuinely thinks he is crazy, and he genuinely thinks no one he meets will be able to deal with him for an extended amount of time. (Let’s begin at the beginning from his POV.) Abed meets Annie (and the group), and she seems like the typical Molly Ringwald girl-next-door; pretty, smart, wants popularity, ambitious. That’s why he chose her when he created the study group. Annie is all of these cliched things, but hey, quickly it’s pretty clear Annie needs things to be a certain way. Annie needs structure and lists and good grades. So she gets it when Abed needs that, what a pleasant surprise! And part of that is that Annie empathizes with everyone around her, without even trying, so much so that she’s depicted often as the heart of the whole study group. She gets Abed, both because they’re the same in lots of ways and they’re the opposite. She can crush easily, explode easily, cry easily, laugh easily. Everything Abed has no idea how to emote. Annie is a volcano of emotions, and they’re triggered most when she’s feeling because of or on behalf of other people.

So here’s this girl near his own age who is orderly and structured, and knows how other people feel and can enter in with them emotionally, including Abed. She’s so nice, and tries so hard. She’s even good at playing pretend (Mixology Certification, party of one?). What a perfect leading lady for the life-movie Abed sees everywhere he goes (because that’s how he makes sense of the world). Annie is the ideal female star he’d want in any story: the girl full of passion and drive.

But then there’s Jeff—the study group’s Judd Nelson—presumably the perfect leading man. When Abed first handpicks the group in the pilot and first season, Jeff wants Britta. Hey, that makes sense, Britta seems to be the leading lady type, actually! She’s nice, she’s strong, she’s beautiful. Works perfectly. And look, Annie wants Troy—the brainy bubbly girl wants the dumb jock, that makes sense too. Everything works. Then things start changing within the dynamic. Troy is actually not that dumb, and not that sports-obsessed—he’s fun, and he’s the ideal bro for Abed, but he doesn’t work with Annie. Britta is not that nice, and not that strong—she’s bad at everything, and she doesn’t understand people, she just wants to and is constantly trying to portray (and then hopefully become) the kind of person that does. And Jeff is a stunted jerk who needs reformation.

Oh, Annie is Abed’s friend now too. She said it herself, and that’s rare in Abed’s life. She called them really good friends, and that’s so important to him that he’ll sit in a room for 26 straight hours with nothing to do because Annie asked him to do it. Troy is not the only character Abed would give up control for. There’s one other from the start, because the moment she told him with all her earnest doe-eyedness they were friends, she had him hook line and sinker.

Season 1 progresses. Jeff and Britta might still work, and Abed seems mildly interested in that if only for the cliches—maybe Britta can make him better. No, wait, Britta is bad at that too. Actually, they’re not good for each other. Actually, they’re bad for each other—they’re bad for everyone. But they have similar terrible flaws and habits, so maybe they do make a good pair. Still fine leads. Still works. And besides, Annie has filled in the place of Troy with hippie Vaughn, which is also fine. Doesn’t really work long-term, but Jeff and Britta drive the plot forward more anyway, so the focus should be on them, right? The group is working. The group is thriving. The TV of life moves along.

(Except Jeff kissed Annie to win the Man Is Good/Evil debate. And Abed predicted it. Which means he was thinking about that as a possibility, because he operates on variables and tries to understand outcomes so that he’s not surprised by anything and can keep his friends for longer by relating to and reacting to them better. Jeff has leading man vibes, Annie has leading lady vibes, that’s one potential outcome. And though he insists he’s just making hypotheses based on what he’s learned about his friends so far, when it does happen right in front of them in real life, they kiss, Abed is just as shocked as the others—he literally can’t take his eyes off them until the debate is won. Then afterward, he tells Shirley he can’t predict the future and uses his plans for Pierce being discovered as a genius next in his home-movies as an example, which he believes would never happen—then Britta calls Pierce a genius right in front of him and Abed looks visibly concerned. Maybe what he predicts about his friends will keep happening, even the things he thinks are the least likely of the potential outcomes. Maybe even Jeff and Annie as the two leads. But that doesn’t make sense, does it? Jeff and Britta are endgame, aren’t they? Annie is too young for a leading man like Jeff. Annie is too nice; Jeff is too selfish. Annie is gorgeous and driven, Jeff is handsome and needs fixing, that would work, no, it would change things too much, it’s too unlikely, back to Jeff and Britta, back to playing with Troy and studying film, don’t give it a second thought—)

Transfer dance happens. Annie is going away for the summer with Vaughn. Classic Annie, has his back, always doing the better thing for the plot, bringing a good end-of-Season twist, but it’s okay, as far as he knows she’ll be back in the fall and besides, Abed’s got to-roomie-or-not-roomie with Troy issues to deal with.

And then the new semester starts after the transfer dance. And Anthropology 101 happens (again, one of my favorite episodes for the group fight at the end when it comes to my lil ships). I’M GONNA TALK ABOUT ANTHROPOLOGY 101 NOW. For A CHUNK of time. Jeff and Britta are doing relationship-drama stuff Abed doesn’t quite care about, until Shirley suggests he’s being selfish and that a real friend would enter into Jeff and Britta’s [incredibly fake and nasty] “happiness” and Abed thinks that could work. Actually, progressing Jeff and Britta’s relationship is a goal he can definitely work with. In fact, if you pay attention to the show, whenever there is an opportunity to advance or out Jeff/Britta, Abed takes that opportunity. And whenever there is an opportunity to put JeffAnnie in an uncomfortable or inevitable, c’est la vie light (which two independence-heavy freaks like Jeff and Annie would consider negatively) he takes that too.

Abed urges Jeff/Britta to get married right there in the library before the fight, gives them the ring, because he thinks that’s the next logical step in their grossness. Special episode, all about Jeff/Britta, endgame endgame endgame! He can work with that. In fact, he’s happy to control that. He leaves the room to inexplicably get an Irish singer, dead-ringer Clooney, and a transportable wedding set.

When he comes back and tries to prep the group for the special wedding episode, everyone is tense and Jeff is bleeding from the nose, and Abed does not notice; he’s intent on advancing the plot and the endgame. Then Troy says, “Abed. Jeff made out with Annie.” And Abed’s immediate reaction is “What? Where? When?” And he looks unhappy, like the rest of them. Jeff made out with Annie, and that means everything Abed thought he understood is incorrect. (And I think it bothers the crap out of him and he doesn’t have the ability to unpack why that is the way most people do because he’s different. Surely he’s just angry for the same reasons the rest of the group is? That must be it. That must be why he’s angry specifically with Jeff, not Britta in any tangible way, or even Annie in a tangible way—until later, which I’ll talk about eventually.) Annie tells him they kissed after the transfer dance in a guilty voice, which is a sheepishness she does not respond with to any of the other members of the group. It’s almost like she’s picking up on Abed’s emotion specifically this time. And while everyone else in the group explodes, and Jeff reduces his kiss with Annie to something he should be ashamed of (accurate) because men are monsters who crave young flesh and Annie looks absolutely crushed like a deer in the headlights, Abed starts packing up to leave. And we only see how angry he is right then—he doesn’t enter into anyone else’s problems. We see him react to “Jeff made out with Annie”, and then this is the next time we see him react. Jeff asks where he’s going and Abed throws out a quippy “I now pronounce you cancelled” with a bounce of his eyebrows in an angry way, at Jeff, and when he tries to leave Jeff hurls insults at his back and Abed stops in the doorway, in a normal-person—again, angry—way and turns around and drops one of the sickest burns of the whole show, that TV makes sense and has “likeable leading men”, and says “In life, we have this. We have you.” And walks out. His anger is not directed at anybody else. He doesn’t help Troy with the Pierce situation. He doesn’t try to fix any of it. It’s like he heard “Jeff made out with Annie”, learned the specifics, and was standing there reeling until eventually he decided he couldn’t deal and went to leave, and wouldn’t have shown just how angry he was with Jeff unless Jeff had provoked him, which he did.

IT'S ALMOST LIKE HE’S MAD JEFF KISSED ANNIE, JUSSAYIN’-

let me pretend I’m a 14-year-old shippy fangirl in my reasoning, okay-

Abed likes logic, and as Season 2 continues, Jeff/Annie gets more and more logical. In fact, even though he has noticed that Jeff and Britta are secretly hooking up in the background of the Season, he is not surprised in Paradigms of Human Memory when Annie calls Jeff out for the will-they-won’t-they he’s been enacting with her, and even says there is something between the two of them, matter-of-factly, which Jeff refuses to own up to. But Abed and Annie are getting closer and closer, too. It’s subtle, but it’s clear they’re 100% comfortable around each other. That becomes super clear by Abed’s Uncontrollable Christmas, when, besides Troy, Annie is the only other character to enter into Abed’s way of thinking and play with him, because it’s genuinely important to him and she recognizes that this is what he needs, when everyone else kind of drops off. She helps Abed and Troy stop Duncan from dealing with Abed in a practical, normal way, because she sees that Abed is dealing with something and can only deal with it his way to get through it. That’s incredibly rare for Abed, we see. He’s very attached to her—like I said, often touching her, often sitting by her, often reacting to her.

(I mean hi, in English As A Second Language, Abed thinks he won’t be affected by Annie’s Disney Face; when everyone else obeys Jeff in closing their eyes to it, Abed doesn’t. “Oh don’t worry about me, I can only connect to people through...movies...” literally stops in his tracks when he sees her Disney Face with the cutest wistful twitch of a smile. Jeff has to Indiana-Jones-reference him to make him look away. He doesn’t only connect to people through movies—at least, Annie can get through to him without the need of movies; he’s not a quirky lil robot, he can have normal feelings, but boy does it seem like Annie is the one bringing them out of him more often than most. she gets under his skin ajhzsdkejdb-)

Abed definitely has a crush on Annie. But he doesn’t know how to deal with that or portray it. To his mind, Annie should be with a leading man. Any time he flirts with her, he is pretending to be a leading man from a movie or show. (For a Few Paintballs More, anyone?) Because that’s who she should be paired off with. And that’s what she wants, right? She loooves Jeff Winger now. Britta’s not the leading lady, she never was, that role was always Annie’s, and it makes sense she wants Jeff, and it makes even more sense that Abed is observing the love story, not part of it. Abed is not the leading man, he’s the computer. He watches, analyzes, does not get involved or get the girl.

But he still wants her around, and he can have that much—in fact, when he moves in with Troy and Annie tells him she loves their place, Abed instantly suggests she move in. Not Abed and Troy. Just Abed, and he does not discuss it with his roommate. And Troy seems confused and surprised and gives Abed such an interesting look right after. Annie moves in, Abed agrees to sacrifice some of his routine for her (blanket fort for he and Troy, full bedroom for Annie), things are happy. Things are fine. She puts away his buttered noodles when he’s not finished with them, but she adapts to his needs when he expresses he doesn’t want her to do that; she breaks his Batman DVD but he adapts by forgiving her in a role he can express that in—Batman himself, plus, bonus, he gets to flirt with her as that leading man—and things are better. But then Annie starts trying to control things. Annie starts trying to make life go according to the movie in her head. She tries to get Britta and Troy together, which not only robs Abed of his best friend for a day and disrupts his routine, it makes him angry with Annie. And not just because she tampered with the group’s dynamic, which he doesn’t want anyone else but him to do. okay we’re caught up NOW I get to talk about Virtual Systems Analysis, which is my FAVORITE COMMUNITY EPISODE-

Throughout that episode, Annie is trying to speak in Abed’s language in the Dreamatorium in order to teach him empathy. In the past, she’s had success in communicating with him on his level, but this seems extra hard for some reason. She sees somehow through his expressionless face right away and sees he is angry with her, and though he tries to deflect by saying she’s going to ruin the group by meddling, she eventually does recognize what the problem is. At first she’s convinced Abed just wants Abed’s way and that he needs to be taught how to think of others first (she’s right), but he hears her say that to Troy and it spirals him right into the worry he always has—that he’s crazy, that he’s a problem, that he’ll never fit in because of that, and that when Annie (and anyone else) tries to deal with or fix him, they will get sick of it, give up, and toss him aside. He was already angry with her for a different reason, not just wanting his way again—but now he’s sure she’s done with Abed, too. So he becomes someone else, everyone else, to make his point: that she’s just messing with Britta and Troy so that nothing will stand in the way of her and Jeff.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAYS WHEN HE IS PRETENDING TO BE JEFF TO HER? He says, “With Abed gone, and Troy and Britta together, there’s nothing standing in the way of us.” With Abed gone. Why did he say that? Because with Abed gone, Annie gets to be in control of everyone? Obviously not. Or is it because out of everyone, every variable, the only other match that makes sense for Britta is Troy and the only other match that makes sense for Annie is-

Oops, Freudian slip. Oh, she’s not falling for it. And Abed is mad at her because he thinks she set up Britta and Troy so she could be with Jeff. Abed is mad that that’s what she wants. And when she tries to argue it’s not, he literally pretends he is her, logicking it out at her, trying to convince her that that is what she wants, because that’s what he thinks she wants, and her controlling things to cause JeffAnnie makes him mad. But c’est la vie, it’s inevitable anyway, right? Why isn’t she seeing that? Why is she trying to talk about him, he doesn’t want to talk about him, especially not after what she said about him— Then she fights back and tells him that she does not love Jeff, she loves the idea of being loved and if she can teach a guy like Jeff to love her, she’ll never be alone. And then she finds out that’s what Abed is afraid of, too. No—that’s what Abed is used to. “I’ve run the simulations, Annie. I don’t get married. [Why is that the first thing he said?] I don’t etc. etc.”

He’s afraid he’ll be alone, and people will always be getting tired of him and throwing him away. Didn’t Annie get tired of him? But she doesn’t, she’s not—in fact, she understands him. She shows him other members of the group understand that feeling, too. She uses his language to explain to him that he’s wrong, and that neither of them should be trying to make life go according to a script in their heads. Abed sees that she does understand, and if she can get into his head and understand him, she really can do it with anyone, and if she can do it, maybe he can too. Annie helps him and makes him a better person, because she reminds him to empathize, which is something Abed didn’t think he could do. Okay I just spent a long time talking about Abed’s perspective. A tiny bit of Annie now, because this is going on too long. As for Annie, she is afraid of being alone and unloved. She’s “psycho”, she’s crazy too, because someone who empathizes that much and can exude that much emotion does seem crazy to other people. She’s a different crazy than Abed, but her brand of psycho lends itself well to getting and communicating with him, because his crazy is escapism and her crazy is confrontation. His crazy is emotionless, her crazy is emotional. His crazy is control, her crazy is compassion. Her parents cut her off, her high school shunned her, Troy never noticed her, of course she’s scared of being ditched. Of being unimportant. Annie’s need to be perfect comes from the need to feel valued. And doesn’t Abed understand the need to not feel left alone? Doesn’t he understand everything needing to be just so, doesn’t he understand wanting to feel important but never expecting it? Just the computer. Just the observer. Wait. Didn’t he invite her to live with him, voluntarily? Doesn’t he always seem to be choosing her to sit by, don’t they always seem to be reassuring one another with a look or a touch? He gets how she feels about Jeff and Britta and their monopolization (hi Basic Sandwich), he gets when she’s feeling insecure, he gets when she needs to escape, just for a second, to pretend to be someone else in any given scenario so that she can take a risk or get out of her comfort zone, and he excels at that so they often do it together. They don’t have to be alone, they have each other. Annie doesn’t have to be perfect, Abed doesn’t have to be normal, and neither of them have to be in control. But nobody listens to me and instead we have Jeff kissing Annie and Brie Larson in a sweater. And don’t get me started on VCR Maintenance and Educational Publishing and why Abed and Annie are individually trying so hard to fight each other’s third-roommate preferences-

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the-sun-and-the-sea · 1 year

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Odesta Fic Rec List

For @doesntmatterlizzy

mortal fate is hard (you'd best get used to it) by mrworldwidestan - This is one that I actually just started reading (and is recent + currently updating) but so far, I really appreciate the world building. It’s from Finnick’s point of view during his Games and goes into detail about his family life and the district outside of his household, which I find really immersive.

I Know The End by kenniiohontesha - Someone actually recommended this one to me a few weeks ago and since it never officially made it onto a list, I decided to put it on here now. I can’t say much about it because I haven’t given it a very close read, but from what I can tell, the world building is rich here also. It takes place during Annie’s Games, and alternates between Finnick and Annie’s POV.

Landlocked by throttlegainwell - This is a series that focuses on Finnick’s life in the Capitol and his relationships. It’s not specifically Odesta, but there is Odesta in it, along with Finnick and Mags. I like this one because it offers some insight into how Finnick would think and act when he’s not at home, and it’s cool to see different relationships represented.

we're hollow like the bottles that we drain by thrashunreal - This is a great Finnick and Johanna one-shot, and this author also has a lot of great Finnick fics, as well as fic for other characters that you might like. I really like this story’s use of second person POV because it creates such a closeness with the characters.

What The Water Gave Me by Zartbitterpoetin - This is a really cool AU series that I read a while ago but I don’t think I’ve mentioned it yet. This could be a good read if you’re in the mood for some canon divergence or just something different. My favorite is the last installment of the series, which is also in second person POV.

Weather With You by TheWuzzy - I can’t believe I haven’t mentioned this one yet (or at least I don’t think I have) because it’s so good! This takes place during Annie’s Games and the characterization is wonderful. The dynamic between Finnick and Annie feels so organic and compelling. I really like this one.

Rip Current - This work has been orphaned, which is why I didn’t include an author name, but it is complete. What I like about this one is that Annie’s voice and perception of the world is so unique. She’s very analytical here, which is not a trait usually attributed to her, so her character feels very fresh. This also takes place during Annie’s Games.

Some self-promo here, but I figured I’d take advantage of the THG renaissance and mention that I’m mdr_24601 on ao3 and I write a ton of Odesta as well, so maybe there’s something on there you might like.

I hope you all can find something good to read, and feel free to reblog with other recommendations or self promotion of your own!

#thg fic recs #fic rec list #odesta #finnick odair #annie cresta #thg #the hunger games #hunger games #odesta fic recs #thg fic #also a psa to those who want more fic rec lists #it would be super helpful if you could give some parameters when you ask for recs #like certain characters or time frames #it just makes it easier to search #you don't have to #i'll still make the lists anyway #but it helps #okay thank you

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sad-emo-dip-dye · 1 month

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idk abt you but the fact that Dazai and Ranpo have their own name for their duo and are called double jade makes me a little unhinged (lies I’m completely going feral)

THATS WHAT IT MEANS???!!! Oh wow, I feel like a fake souheki enjoyer now. Like I knew that was their duo name but I didn’t know it meant double jade shut up that’s so cute

#you learn something new every day #thank u anon #annies asks

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ask-annie-kim · 3 months

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hey annie k!!!! i was going to ask you something but i saw how cute my rabbit looked so. rate my rabbit from 1-10! do you like rabbits? 🫶🏻

Thank you for the ask!

Your rabbit is a 10.5/10. I love rabbits. I wanted one when I was younger, but my parents said it would distract me from my studies. ☆

#ask annie k #nbc community #community nbc #(thank you for feeding me) <- ooc #bunnies #rabbits

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doll-elvis · 9 months

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Did Elvis really have an affair with his stepbrother's wife? Did others in his entourage corroborate the claim? If so, what time frame did it take place?

thank you for the ask!!

and whew this whole story is a MESS and I have to say I am normally a huge Elvis defender in the sense that I always try to understand his point of view and his reasons for doing things but honestly… he was dead wrong in this particular situation 😭

and this has indeed been corroborated by the MM, however they do incorrectly refer to her as Angie (who was actually David Stanley’s wife) when in reality her name was Annie. Elvis and Annie had a month-long affair in 1972 when Annie was 18-years-old

** an important note is that his affair with Annie happened soon after Elvis was made aware of Priscilla’s affair with Mike Stone and I cannot help but think that his affair with Annie was a reaction to the news about Priscilla and Mike (more on that below 👀)

also I have found that the actual degree of the affair is something that is inconsistent across bases, and I attribute that to Elvis likely minimizing the relationship as to relieve himself of the guilt/blame when telling other people in the group

which we know is something that he often did, particularly when he was caught by his main partner, like Priscilla or Linda, when he was being unfaithful: “it didn’t mean anything”, “I just needed something different company”, “she was just a friend”

or like the time he placed all the blame on George Klein after he was caught with another woman by Linda… even though he was asking George to set him up with dates ⬇️

“‘Damn Elvis—why’d you tell Linda it was all my fault? I just did what you asked me to do’. ‘I know, GK,’ he said with a little smile. ‘But somebody had to take the blame and it wasn’t going to be me’.”

excerpt from “Elvis: my best man” by George Klein

I initially found Elvis’ affair with Annie incredibly hard to believe. Elvis was a very moral man when it came to things like that and I just couldn’t see a scenario in which he would sleep with the wife of somebody he knew… let alone his literal stepbrother. And even the Memphis Mafia confirmed that in the 50s, Elvis had a very strict “no married women” policy, not even just for himself but for his whole group ⬇️

But it seems like as he grew older and experienced more of all the world had to offer, his morals changed. In the 60s he had no problem with checking out or flirting with married women ⬇️

LAMAR FIKE: “Nothing was sacred. Nora, my wife, bent over one time feeding one of the kids and Elvis looked up her dress. I said ‘What the hell are you doing?’ And he said, ‘Well, she’s bent over, what do you want me to do?’. He was so funny about it, I couldn’t get mad”

excerpt from “Elvis and the Memphis Mafia” by Alanna Nash

pictured left to right: Patsy Presley, Joanie Esposito, Priscilla Presley, Nora Fike

In the 70s, Elvis went from looking at “taken” women to sleeping with them, and just like in the 60s it didn’t matter who the women was with… even if she was with a friend like Jerry Schilling (poor Jerry 😭) ⬇️

excerpt from “Elvis: What Happened” by Red & Sonny west, and Dave Hebler

And as mentioned before, in 1972 (right after Elvis learned about Priscilla’s affair with Mike Stone), Elvis began seeing Annie Stanley

This has been confirmed by Billy Smith, Sonny West and Marty Lacker, along with Billy, Rick and Dee Stanley ⬇️

Billy Smith speaking on the situation, excerpt is from “Elvis and the Memphis Mafia” by Alanna Nash

And while Billy Stanley says that Annie admitted she was having sex with Elvis, Billy Smith says that Elvis told him that he only ever talked/preached to Annie. This is where the degree of the affair seems to be inconsistent but again, I believe Elvis was lessening the degree in order to relieve himself of any blame/guilt ⬇️

BILLY SMITH: “I don’t know if he had sex with her, he led everybody to believe he did. I didn’t talk to him about it until maybe ‘75. I flat out asked him. Elvis told me they didn’t do anything. He said they just talked, and he preached to her a little bit

MARTY LACKER: “I was thinking about Elvis and Angie (Annie was her correct name), and somehow Elvis knew that. He kind of glanced over at Billy Stanley, and then looked at me and he said, “Well, it ain’t like he’s my brother”

excerpts are from “Elvis and the Memphis Mafia” by Alanna Nash

As always be wary of the Stanleys as they are not the most credible sources, particularly Dee, but this is their recollection of the affair ⬇️

excerpt is from “Elvis, we love you tender” by the Stanleys

I find the first sentence of this excerpt above particularly interesting, “what Mike Stone did to Elvis, he, in turn did to Billy”

Take this with a grain of salt because I’m of course not Elvis so I cannot speak on why he did the things he did but I often wonder since Elvis was so hurt by Priscilla’s infidelity… was he trying to “spread” that hurt by ruining his own stepbrother’s marriage 🤧?

And it’s known that Elvis was insecure about his pending divorce with Priscilla as it would be the first in the history of his family, and so again, was he trying to ruin another family member’s marriage?

Or was it because Elvis’ ego was bruised by Priscilla leaving him for a “lesser” man in the sense that Mike wasn’t as rich or famous, and so was Elvis trying to prove to himself that he could get a “better” woman in the sense that Annie was younger, less worldly, than Priscilla?

this is all speculation but I’m just so interested to know if there was a deeper meaning behind this affair or if Elvis was just trying to get laid lmaoo😭

excerpt is from “Elvis, we love you tender” by the Stanleys

This excerpt above is where Annie admits out of anger that she did indeed sleep with Elvis. So it is kind of case of “he said, she said” as Elvis maintains that they didn’t sleep together whereas she says that they did…

if that argument between Annie and Billy truly did happen, I would probably lean towards believing Annie over Elvis. I cannot imagine why she would admit to sleeping with Elvis if it hadn’t truly happened, and knowing that by admitting it, it could be the end of her marriage

excerpt is from “Elvis, we love you tender” by the Stanleys

I’m not a fan of the Stanleys but after reading this excerpt I truly felt horrible for Billy. I couldn’t imagine the amount of betrayal he felt from both Elvis and Annie, and then for Elvis to be so cavalier at the prospect of the potential divorce, it’s all just sad

However I don’t think Elvis was being so cavalier out of cruelty, I really do believe that Elvis felt incredibly guilt and deeply regretted the affair. It’s known that Elvis didn’t like confrontation so by firing Billy and ignoring Annie, that was his way of avoiding confrontation and his way of avoiding being faced with what he did

so it was a super messy situation but Billy Stanley ended up getting married again and he eventually forgave Elvis

And I don’t believe Elvis ever slept with a relative’s wife again… he definitely learned his lesson 🤧

#thank you for the ask I truly loved diving into this #it’s high drama #this might be the messiest thing elvis ever did 😭#but the tea is piping hot #elvis presley #elvisaaronpresley #elvis #elvis history #elvis fans #elvis asks #memphis mafia #billy stanley #annie stanley

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top 3 one-off merlin characters?

see now. i'm still in the middle of my rewatch, but i could bet a lot of coin that i'll forget someone important, but....can't get em all, so here goes:

fisher king. love the fisher king. the fisher king is The character. if the fisher king has a million fans etc etc, i love him. put "nr1 fisher king fan" on a t-shirt and give it to me. anyways.

george. i always forget he's technically a one-off, because he lives in my heart and he's always there even if we don't see him. long live george.

elena. i don't think i need to explain myself here. love her, think about her often, hope she's doing well. although very comic-relief, her arc was always very interesting to me, she's near and dear to my heart.

ask me things

#honorable mentions: FREYA of course #more honourable mentioned of characters that weren't one offs but were also seen too little: annis and mithian #loves of my life #you should give me your three #thank you for asking #all the kisses all the love #hope you're having a great day #<3 #ask game

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clatoera · 1 year

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Let's talk about Annie Cresta.

What do you think of Annie as a character?

Do you think Annie volunteer or being reaped for her games?

What's about her condition after winning the games?

Headcanon post-Mockingjay?

Thank you 😊

Oh sweet Annie.

I think we don't know enough about her. Annie is a victor in her own right, and we do NOT know enough about her. All we get is notes on how crazy she is, and fortunately, the depth of how Finnick loves her. Finnick, the most sought after man in the Capitol, has deep incredible love for Annie. I want her story, I want to know who she was before her games, about her life in 4. I want more on Annie. I want to know all about her.

Annie Cresta, even her name is so nautical (Cresting waves?? like how cool is that).

I don't think she volunteered. 4 is a career district sometimes, not always I don't think (could be wrong, but I know in the films Haymitch described 1 and 2 as the Career Districts, so my info is from that right now). I think she was reaped but got very lucky. To me, I've always sort of wondered if arenas were designed with certain districts and tributes in mind. Katniss and the woods so much like her home district. Annie..and the flooding Arena. Annie won specifically because she was the strongest swimmer. Only someone from 4 was going to pull that off. We don't know enough about Annie to know what her "career volunteering" skill would be, which leads me to believe she was reaped and then her skill was something she could have only developed as a 4 girl.

Her condition after winning the games is trauma. PTSD with severe trauma. People say she went insane, that she went mad. I think she had severe, unresolved, and untreated PTSD. She saw her district partner Beheaded in front of her, and frankly that would traumatize anybody. She panics onstage at the reaping because she could relive that trauma. I think she actually is representative of the trauma of the victors. We don't talk enough about the trauma of Victors, and I think she represents the culmination of what could happen, what happens when it's not addressed and treated. These kids come out as Victors and are paraded around and treated like queens and kings...but no one acknowledges these kids just watched 23 people died. Theres no therapy or counseling to deal with trauma, and I think Annie represents a significant and severe case of PTSD. I actually think all of the Victors have PTSD. I think it's evident in Katniss, Annie, Finnick, and Haymitch especially, but I do think it extends to them all. I think Enobaria, Gloss, Johanna, etc etc etc...they have trauma from their own games but also from watching their own tributes go in and die year after year.

Noone comes out of the arena unscathed and I think Annie exists as a caricature of that trauma. Everyone is one more kill, one more loss, away from Annie's madness.

But like I said. I don't think she's insane. I think she is traumatized.

Post Mockingjay?

Annie is a widow and single mother to a very young child. I can't imagine that was easy for her. I think she was at very high risk of post partum depression, Post Partum anxiety, and even Post Partum Psychosis, and I hope she had the support somehow that she needs. She would desperately need the support.

I think she keeps up to date with Peeta, Katniss, and maybe Johanna/other surviving victors from 13. Especially Peeta and Katniss, we know from the letter and picture she sends of him. I think they do visits a few times a year. Exchange letters on their children. They watch Finnick's son grow up and make sure he knows how remarkable and brave his father was. They support Annie since he is not there to do so.

I think knowing her son now lives in a world without the games helps heal her. She will never watch her son go through what she and Finnick did.

Most of all, I hope Annie received mental health support. She now has added trauma of losing her husband in a terrible way, and living through a war. Not to mention the Capitol torture she witnessed and faced herself. Annie has extra trauma to process now. I hope she has guidance and counseling like Katniss/Peeta get. I hope she gets help. She deserves it. AND she would be able to recover and move forward with joy.

Annie Deserves that.

Thank you!

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