#I really hate rupert's dad

[prose-for-hire]

Should I Stay or Should I Go? (Part Two)

Part One // Part Three // Part Four

Pairing: Spike x Giles!reader

Part two of four 💖

Warning: reader drinks, difficult relationship with dad!Giles, reader doesn't like Buffy much.

You did, it turns out, like Spike in a way you hadn’t realised until you had spent some time with him. It made sense now, all the time you had tried talking to him and clinging onto the small amount you had learnt about him while he stayed with you for all those months. The amount of Passions you watched just to spend time with him.

He fascinated you, made you feel at ease in a way that no one ever had, despite the casual threats of death.

You knew, however, that if you stayed where you wanted to be, with Spike, there could be trouble. Not only with the Scoobies. You were still hurt by what had happened with your father. You felt like a failure, you had never meant to lose the jobs or disappoint your Dad.

You just hated the expectations he had and the pressure he had always laid on so thick and it made you want something completely different. What this different thing was, however, you weren’t sure.

You were sitting on a stone tomb, watching as Spike walked towards you, slamming himself down beside you while he waited the last agonising minutes for the sun to rise.

“What’s happening in that mind of yours?” He asked, using two fingers to tap his own temple. He had caught you staring into the distance again, reliving that horrible moment with your father.

“What do you mean?”

“Can tell there’s something up from a mile away” He shook his head adding, “Not that I care much that is”

“I feel like a bad person” you sighed, folding in on yourself.

“You ain’t bad, believe me, I know bad”

“Maybe I haven’t killed anyone like you but if I was a good person, Dad wouldn’t have-” You started to let your mouth run as fast as your thoughts, before he cut you off, a flash of anger behind his eyes at how you had been made to feel.

“Don’t start with all that rot, what dear Rupert did was evil even by my standards. If anything, love, you’re painfully average verging on boring” He shrugged, lighting up a cigarette as he spoke.

“Thanks, I actually really needed that,” You laughed through the tears that had started to well in your eyes. You paused for a moment, before asking, “I don’t think you’ve ever spoken to me this much. Why wouldn’t you talk to me at Dad’s?”

“Couldn’t risk it”

“What do you mean?” Your words caught in your throat as you asked.

“Well, you know, send in the pretty one to play good cop and all that crap” he explained, elaborating that he had thought that you were playing him to get information out of him about the Initiative for Buffy and the others.

You smiled softly at the way he spoke about you. You sat in silence for a while, smiling at him softly, leaning back against the threadbare sofa. He did the same, lying back, his head turned towards you until there were mere inches between you.

He was watching your lips curve in that way he found so pleasing. It made him feel something deep within, a tensing, a fluttering of something he couldn’t describe. God, how he wanted to lean into you, press his lips against you. But he couldn’t let himself go there. He didn’t like Watchers or Slayers. In fact, he hated you. Yep, definitely. Hate. That was what this was.

Later on, after you had stayed for a couple more days, you began to worry that you had outstayed your welcome but he had never actually asked you to leave. It had been confirmed to you as Spike burst through from the lower level of the crypt and kicked some of your old clothes you had set aside to go to a laundromat later.

“Bloody crap everywhere! Can’t move for all your human bollocks” He kicked a bag that was leaking clothes onto the floor. You had sneaked back into your Dad’s place to grab more of your stuff and had overheard him on the phone to someone, once again assassinating your character.

“You’re right. I should probably find something more human-y and permanent” You shrugged, “Thanks for, uh, letting me stay and all”

“Where you gonna go?” He stopped what he had been doing, his brow furrowing in that way that you found so cute. His head cocked to the side as he asked the question.

“I’m not sure yet, but I’ll find something”

“Can’t have that, love, stay until you’ve got somethin’ more proper figured out”

“You want me to stay?”

“’S not that. You could be eaten up tomorrow and I wouldn’t give a toss,” He insisted, slightly more half-heartedly than normal, “Just wouldn’t be right to see you out when you’re perfect bait for anything nasty that walks it’s way in”

It was true, the two instances that a demon had found their way into the crypt, they had made straight for you. Thus, ignoring Spike and letting him gain the upper hand on them both.

His eyes lit up at the way you smiled at his words. Despite the cruel appearance of his words, they made you smile. You had found yourself fond of his threats, his way with words. You had it bad. He drank in your form, eyes lingering first on your lips then slowly along your cheek and before slowly moving to meet your eyes.

He snapped himself away, after spending too long with that unmoving gaze. He snatched up his book and began to read by candlelight sat on one of the stone tombs, again waiting for the sun to set so that he could grab some blood and other necessities.

You stayed on the sofa, lying back and thinking about everything that had brought you to this point.

The turning of the pages and the soft candlelight, the occasional whisper of Spike’s voice as he murmured words that he was reading under his breath. It made you yawn, eventually slipping into a slumber. The atmosphere made you feel so comfortable, comfort in such a way that you had never experienced before. You weren’t afraid of being attacked or judged for your decisions. You didn’t have any pressure or expectations to live up to.

You felt… safe.

After placing a blanket over your sleeping form, Spike decided to make a little trip out. He needed to get a few things, he was starting to enjoy having a roommate. Especially one that he found so attractive. Not that he particularly let himself think on this for too long. He was trying so desperately to stop the feelings from growing, denying it the light of day to bloom.

You hadn’t noticed it to begin with, the way that the crypt started to resemble something not far from cosy. There was a tv set, a little makeshift bar with a fridge and it had been decorated with fairy lights and he had even sourced a real mattress for your room on the lower level. It was split into two, Spike had the bigger room, his explanation was that he deserved it being the only one providing for the house while you tried to find a job. 

After a couple of months, you and Spike had been dancing around feelings that had started to grow, not that either of you recognised that the other felt the same. Spike could be grumpy and still often threatened to drink from your brainstem if you left a mess around the place. He was surprisingly particular about how his home was made, especially considering that you were in a crypt and half of it was covered in cobwebs.

“Fancy a proper drink then, pet?” He asked one night.

 You had grown fond of the pet names and smiled at his words, you would never have thought your relationship with Spike would become something akin to a friendship. You adored him and allowed yourself brief daydreams where you reached for more.

“I haven’t got any money, Spike, you know that”

“On me”

“I don’t like being in debt to people”

“I’m sure we can work out some kind of repayment” He arched his eyebrow suggestively before snatching up his leather duster and gesturing for you to follow him.

Turns out, there was no repayment necessary as Spike stole the liquor and two glasses from behind the bar and topped up your drinks all night. You never thought you would feel so normal drinking in a demon bar. You did get a few suspicious looks but when Spike glared back they assumed that he was just going to eat you later himself.

You sat in a booth, leaning into him so you could hear what he was saying over the music that was playing. He told you all sorts of stories about his ‘glory days’ and you hung onto every word. You could tell he was exaggerating some of them to impress you and it only made you enjoy them more.

“Spike?” You asked quietly after a while.

“Mm?”

“Is this a date?” You asked, eyes not able to meet his. You instead pretended to find the contents of your glass incredibly interesting.

“Depends, love”

“On?”

“If-” He started, never able to finish what he had been about to let slip. Luckily or unluckily, depending on which mood he was in, he didn’t have chance because a gang slammed the entrance open and started to smash the place up.

He immediately got up and positioned himself in front of you, blocking you from the threat. He smirked and rolled his eyes when he saw you get up and stand beside him in his peripheral.

They were clearly looking for someone that wasn’t you, but when their eyes did land on you it was all that they were interested in. It was the Scoobies. They had clearly heard some edited version of why you had left from your father as they looked at you with suspicion.

“I should have known that you would sink as low as this. To dance with depravity like this is truly reprehensible” Your father spoke first as the other three whispered to each other.

“Spike’s done more for me in the last month than any of you put together. These people haven’t done anything to you-”

“Apart from the fact that they’re not people, they’re demons,” Buffy reminded you. You ignored her.

“I don’t care what you think of me anymore Giles, I don’t care that I’ve disappointed you and I don’t care that you think I’m all “evil” now for having a couple of drinks in a demon bar. Surely someone that was educated so well couldn’t be so stupid?!” You rolled your eyes

“Y/n-”

“Take your Slayer and go” You warned. They had just been looking for information anyway, Giles decided to do as you said (for probably the first time in your life). What you had said affected him. He had been visibly taken aback before you watched him walk back with the rest of the Scooby gang.

The bartender announced free drinks for everyone to celebrate their unlife lasting at least another night now that the Slayer had left. You weren’t exactly feeling it anymore though, so you both left.

You assumed Spike was going to say something mean in answer to your questioning that had been interrupted. But he truly had almost said it had been a date. If you had wanted it to be. He would have done anything, so long as it had made you happy. He knew this now. Knew for certain his desire, his love, was a force that could not be curtailed. The way you had stood up for yourself, even for him. He was used to the insults that were hurled his way by Buffy and the others. He had forgotten what it was like to have someone in his corner.

He was doing that thing again, watching you with that look. The one that told you he knew you, could see directly into your soul. The one you would so gladly offer up to him had he asked.

You were grateful for his presence beside you as the adrenaline from the argument still draining from your body slowly. It had still not properly subsided by the time you both arrived home.

Home.

Funny how a place like this could make you feel such relief. It was simple, but you had never felt that way coming ‘home’ before.

You stood close, his face close to yours, so close that you could smell him. Thick smoke and some kind of cologne that you had never noticed before. You leaned in further, not knowing if it was leftover adrenaline or just pure need, you caught his lips with yours.

He had been leaning towards you at the same moment, his hand sliding up your arm, lingering against your neck. He cradled your neck as his lips moved to meet yours. He pressed himself against you, desperate and wanting. Needing your touch, your kiss. Your everything.

His touch made your kiss deepen, you pulled his shirt, balling it in your fists as you tried to pull him even closer. He tasted good. Too good.

You moved away from him, breaking the sweet contact you had been wanting for so long now. You stepped back again, telling him to go and make himself comfortable. You needed to grab a few things and that you would be back.

“Bloody tease!” he called after you playfully as he did what you had said. He’d have listened to anything you had said to do that again. To touch your body so intimately. It had been all he had fantasised about. All he had been consumed by.

You didn’t immediately understand why you did it.

Why you left the crypt and didn’t look back, walking away into the night.

Leaving him waiting for your return.

[sarcasticace]

Episode 6 of Creature Commandos. This one is about Dr. Phosphorus. There's some stuff about the others too, but this one's mostly about Dr. P. One thing I'm really happy about is that they didn't exactly shy away from the fact that Dr. P is still a villain. No getting around the fact he brutally killed a bunch of people. A true monster. But Alex wasn't the monster. He had a wife and a daughter whom he loved. He wanted to cure cancer... with radiation! That never goes wrong. So he turned to someone he really shouldn't have turned to to fund his research. Classic origin story. And what did he get for it? They didn't just kill his family. They made him rub his hands on their corpses. In their blood. To frame him for their deaths. All the while he's crying his fucking eyes out. Then they tried to nuke him with his own research meant to help people. The research meant to cure cancer. So that nobody would lose their loved ones like he lost his dad or his wife lost her mother. Instead he lost everything.

And it broke him.

They twisted him into a monster.

Granted, he still killed those two children. That's on him. He could've just... not done that. Could've stopped at Rupert and his henchmen. All the innocent people he hurt and killed is on him. But Dr. Phosphorus is Rupert Thorne's monster. A monster created by a real monster.

As opposed to GI robot who was built for one single purpose, but found brotherhood and friendship within easy company and nina, respectively.

As opposed to Weasel who was seen as a monster because of the way he looks, but is nothing more than a really smart, ambiguously sentient humanoid looking dog.

As opposed to the Bride who was created for the sole purpose of being an object of desire for Frankenstein. Forced into a role she had no choice in. A role she actively rejects and is disgusted by.

As opposed to... whatever is going on with Nina.

Dr. P is the monster we create when we push people past their limits. Take everything away from them out of greed and cruelty. Leaving them nothing else to live for but hate and revenge and inflicting the pain they feel back on those they think deserves it more. That took more than they should.

Also, apparently the title and what the little girl calls him is “friend skeleton” or I’m assuming skeleton friend. Continuing where we left off with weasel. Children are innocent. They don’t see monsters. They see people. A new friend. I mean, a stranger literally broke into her house. She should be a little more afraid of that but still.

[toxicroyjamie]

I need to hear your omegaverse HCs immediately!!

This is so embarrassing do NOT look at me

• So I'm thinking. Like. 70-80% of the general population are betas, 10-15% are alphas and 10-15% are omegas. Alphas are super overrepresented in professional sports, so the team is maybe 50/50 or 40/60 alphas:betas.

• Alphas include Rebecca, Roy, Isaac, Rupert, Zava, and most of Richmond's first team.

• Betas include Ted, Beard, Sam, Keeley (although I could also see her as a transdynamic alpha), Colin, Bumbercatch, and most of Richmond's second team.

• Jamie's either the first omega in the pl or one of the first, and Nate is the first omega to ever coach in the pl <3 I also think Trent would be an omega and take an interest in sports journalism because it's such a foreign environment to him.

• Jamie's dad is either an alpha or an insecure beta who is constantly overcompensating because he's not an alpha. But either way, he hates the idea of having an omega son and dips as soon as Jamie is born. Then later on when he finds out Jamie is actually a super talented badass who could make him rich down the line (because, shockingly, there's more to a person than their biology) he starts coming around again, because he figures Jamie might be worth something after all.

So James has Jamie on heavy-duty suppressants for years and years, which makes him build muscle and get rid of the ~omega look (sort of - he still has the hips, but there's not much you can do about that) and scent to the point that he can and does blend in with alphas and betas fairly well. He's extremely repressed and possibly closeted idk

• I think Roy kind of struggles with being an alpha in some ways, because even though he identifies with and is proud of the caretaking and protecting aspects of his identity, he worries a lot about whether he's like. Inherently too rough and Angry and dangerous to be around certain vulnerable people, especially Phoebe. Childrearing is not something alphas do a lot of, and he was never really taught anything about it, so he's constantly worried that he's going to do something horribly wrong or is ~infecting her with the worst parts of himself.~

• Also. Zava. This is the plot point I always imagine I'd write omegaverse for if I ever did. I normally think the whole Zava thing is boring but in A/B/O I could actually see it going somewhere interesting

Jamie as an omega is immediately put off by Zava, because he has like a built-in sixth sense for creepy alphas. But no one else detects it, because they're all alphas/betas, and they're just not as in-tune with that kind of thing. So Jamie tries to talk to the coaches about it, but they think he's just jealous because he's not the center of attention anymore and kind of brush him off.

Zava's constantly doing these little things that Jamie feels are obviously intended to make him feel like he doesn't deserve to be there or is less of an athlete than his teammates (petting his hair like a dog, stealing his goal, pretending he doesn't know who he is and thinks he's the kitman), but NO ONE else gets it and he just feels like he's losing his mind.

And then Zava calls Jamie over on the pitch to say something completely unimportant while rubbing his shoulders and smacking his ass, and Roy starts to pick up on the bad vibes because it was so obvious that Zava just wanted to prove to Jamie how much power he has over him in front of thousands of their fans, which makes Roy's skin crawl.

So that's how they start training together in this situation <3

Idk

[jessicaslittlelovesickmess]

Too much history

Pairing: Rebecca Welton x Reader

Warnings: angst? Hurtfic? Rushed on my work break and I hate it

Your dad was the coach for Richmond the team owned by your girlfriend- ex girlfriend how you never saw it coming. Never the ending of two years with the older blonde, she said it was age but maybe it was because she wasn’t used to women like this.

When you first moved with your dad he joked to everybody that you were off limits these boys became your family. A group of older brothers always willing to jump to your aide but what happens when it’s their boss causing your woes?

Rebecca stood at her front door her shoes in hand while her hair remains tussled like she’d only just arrived home which she did. The blonde couldn’t face to see the look of hurt in your darks eyes as stared sadly the tears having welled already.

“I came here to see if we could fix things” your voice cracked with emotion “but I see that’s not possible anymore” you swallowed turning to leave. “I’m sorry” Rebecca breathed out “I really am, he meant nothing” she admitted “I think that’s the problem” your accent peaking through.

“Pardon?” The blonde scrunched her face in confusion “you always run to a he, as if you’re trying to cure the impossible you like women Rebecca just admit it”. Rebecca looked down at her feet “and if I told your father I was dating his daughter?” She asked softly “he would understand, he’s a cool dad” You smiled sadly.

“The best dad and he would be supportive” your shoulders sagged slightly “I’m too old for you” too old? “Is that you or Rupert because you weren’t too old when we were dating so why now?”. Rebecca blew a stray hair from her face “I bumped into him a week before I broke up with you he said something about how everybody likes things new. I’m not new Y/n/n I’m old my boobs are sagging”

Your heart broke “you’re not old Rebs, I don’t want anyone my own age okay? So what if one day I wake up and you don’t look the same as the day we met? It’s life and your boobs are perfect”. Rebecca dropped the shoes in her hand slowly “I love you, only you and hopefully only you for the rest of my days. I don’t want some professional model when I already have one in front of me, Rebecca you are my home”

She went to speak but stopped herself before opening the door wider to let you in, everything was still the same as when you left. Closing the door softly behind you she followed until you both reached the kitchen, yep still the same you smiled.

She poured you both a drink “and children?” She whispered “I could always carry them or we could adopt nothing is impossible Rebs”. She nodded taking a sip out of your glass before handing it over “I want a life with you in it. I don’t look the same anymore does that bother you?”.

“No, I don’t think about it because you’re gorgeous” green eyes met your brown ones “exactly my point” a hand inching towards hers. “Are you sure about this?” Her voice small as she blinked rapidly “I’m sure” you smiled sadly “are you?” Rebecca nodded.

“We have too much history to just throw away, I love you Rebecca. I love you” You chuckled waterily “i love you to Y/n/n. I’m sorry” she apologised.

[hail-dondus]

Hi all, just a quick note from me. It goes without saying that if I reblog any Harry Potter content, it will 99% be:

Fanart

Thought posts/commentary

From the already released movies

I will NOT be watching the HBO show. I may talk about certain things - like “don’t hate on the kids” - but I am NOT watching it or giving it views. This is partly because yes, for me my Harry Potter will always be Dan, Rupert, Emma & co., but also because JK Rowling is a despicable human being and I refuse to give any of my hard earned money to that c*nt. I’ve recently begun using she/they pronouns and tentatively identifying as non-binary, but even so it costs nothing to be a half decent human being.

If you watch the HBO show, you are complicit and helping JKR push her anti-trans narrative.

If the show gets views, she will make money from it, they’ll make more seasons, she makes more money etc. She uses that money to fund anti-trans groups and campaigns, making the lives of trans people harder. She spreads and incites hatred that leads to trans people being assaulted and murdered every day.

Read a different book and watch a different show. Do NOT give it view time. Your nostalgia for the series is NOT more important than trans people having dignity and rights.

Below the cut I have listed some alternatives to Harry Potter as well as some other suggestions and actions - please feel free to reblog in order to add more alternatives or suggestions.

Finally: all TERFs, transphobes, racists, homophobes, ableist people and any other bigots WILL be blocked ❤️

Some alternatives to Harry Potter:

The Land of Stories series by Chris Colfer - a lot of people might know him from Glee, but he’s an incredible writer who has written absolutely amazing fantasy books and who also happens to be openly gay (Chris has also expressed support for trans people). These books are appropriate for children but there’s also adult humour added in for older readers. It starts with 12 year old fraternal twins called Alex and Connor who are dealing with losing their dad when they’re transported into their grandmother’s “Land of Stories” book, and they meet all the characters from their favourite fairytales while also learning about themselves. It’s quite a fun spin on a lot of fairytales, for example Goldilocks is an outlaw who has a really beautiful love story with Jack from Jack in the Beanstalk. I’m doing a shit job explaining but these books are so funny and heartwarming, and I love them even as an adult!

His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman - I cannot recommend HDM enough! I’ve been a fan of the trilogy since I was 10, and it’s one of those series that has so many themes and ideas. The protagonist of the first book is a girl called Lyra who lives in a world where every human has a “dæmon” - an embodiment of their soul that walks by their side as an animal - and Lyra’s is called Pantalaimon (Pan for short). In the book, she goes on a quest to the North to rescue her friend Roger who has been kidnapped by “Gobblers”, people who take pre-pubertal kids and do experiments on them. She develops a bond with an armoured bear called Iorek who is the rightful king of Svalbard, and with an aeronaut called Lee Scoresby. Lyra is fierce and wild and a good liar - such a good liar that Iorek names her “Lyra Silvertongue”. In the second book we meet the other series protagonist, Will Parry, a 12 year old who comes from our world and is on the run after he accidentally kills a man; he travels between worlds and meets Lyra, and the two become friends (later love interests). The books are so beautifully written, and Pullman has also written a spin off series called “The Book of Dust” - so far two are released (La Belle Sauvage and The Secret Commonwealth), and he said that the third instalment is due to be released this year! HDM has also been turned into an HBO/BBC show with Dafne Keen, Amir Wilson, James McAvoy, Kit Connor (as the voice of Pan), Ruth Wilson and so many other esteemed actors.

The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis - I’ve loved Narnia ever since I was 7 (going on 8) and I watched the 2005 adaptation of LWW for the first time at the cinema. There’s seven Narnia books, chronologically staring with The Magician’s Nephew which features Digory Kirke as the protagonist (he later reappears as the elderly professor who the Pevensies stay with in LWW). The most popular Narnia stories are the ones featuring the Pevensie siblings, Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy - they feature in 5/7 of the books: LWW, the Horse and his Boy (as adults ruling Narnia), Prince Caspian, Voyage of the Dawn Treader and The Last Battle. VOTDT also introduces us to Eustace Scrubb, the Pevensies’ cousin (who was brought to life in the film absolutely perfectly by Will Poulter), and then the next book (The Silver Chair) features him and his school friend Jill Pole in Narnia. These books are such classics, and I absolutely adore them all. I know Greta Gerwig is currently developing a Narnia adaptation for Netflix - I think she’s doing The Magician’s Nephew judging by casting so far - but there’s movie adaptations of LWW, Prince Caspian and VOTDT made by Disney/Fox that you can watch on Disney+. There’s also an older BBC series adaptation that features LWW, PC, VOTDT and TSC, though some of the effects are charmingly aged (like the man-sized beavers for example, but Caspian is at least the right age in this one)

How To Train Your Dragon by Cressida Cowell - the HTTYD books are INSANELY good and can be read by all ages. The books are about a Viking runt called Hiccup, the son of the Chief of Berk, and he has a small dragon called Toothless who talks in the third person, stutters, and likes to cause mischief. The first few books are light hearted but as they go on they get darker and more adult, and the illustrations go from almost cute little scribbles to insanely detailed pieces of art. There’s a girl called Camicazi who’s an absolute ICON, and Hiccup’s best friend Fishlegs is such an amazing character who develops just as much as Hiccup does, and who’s loyal to the end. The Dreamworks film trilogy doesn’t follow the books at all but the films are still so incredible and beautifully made; the films are about Hiccup, who trains a Night Fury (which is seen as the most dangerous of all dragon species) that he names Toothless, and they have this incredible bond that leads to the entirety of Berk training and befriending dragons too. The films are about Hiccup growing from a teenager to a man, and about him eventually stepping up to be the Chief of Berk; his love interest, Astrid, is fierce, brave, and rides a Deadly Nadder called Stormfly - she’s his most trusted confidante, and she’s such a badass. There’s also a series set between the first and second movies; there’s the Riders of Berk and Defenders of Berk, which kind of serve as one series with two seasons, and then there’s the Netflix series Race to the Edge which runs for six seasons. The TV shows are actually worth a watch because they feature the same voice actors for Hiccup, Astrid, Fishlegs and Tuffnut as the movies do (Jay Baruchel, you will always be MY Hiccup 🫶🏻)

The Lord of the Rings trilogy by J.R.R. Tolkien - if you love high fantasy then you need to read (or at least watch) LOTR. I cannot state enough how incredible this series is. Tolkien was a literal master of his craft, creating entire other languages in his books and developing the world and history of Middle-Earth extensively. The series starts with a hobbit named Frodo who goes on a quest with his gardener Samwise Gamgee and two of his cousins, Merry Brandybuck and Pippin Took, to bring the One Ring, an evil ring created by Sauron, to Rivendell, though he then later decides he will take it all the way to Mordor to destroy it. There are so many incredible characters both in the Fellowship and outside of it: there’s Aragorn, the rightful king of Gondor, Legolas, an elven archer and son of the Thranduil King of Mirkwood, Gimli, a proud dwarf who has a competitive relationship with Legolas, Gandalf the Grey (later the White), a wizard who Frodo is friends with and who loves the hobbits etc. There aren’t as many female characters, but Eowyn of Rohan is badass as fuck because she rides into battle disguised as a man because she wants to fight for her people, and she kills the Witch-King of Angmar alongside Merry. It goes without saying that of course you should read The Hobbit too as this is a prequel to LOTR. If you don’t read the books, at the very least watch Peter Jackson’s film trilogy because they are quite literally the single greatest trilogy made in the history of cinema; beautifully shot, with actors who are perfect for each of their roles (Elijah Wood, Sean Astin, Ian McKellen, Viggo Mortensen, Orlando Bloom, Christopher Lee etc) The extended editions are my preferred watch personally, because it adds in a lot of really amazing scenes - especially ones involving Merry and Pippin in the second and third movies.

If you absolutely must engage in Harry Potter or you have kids/family into Harry Potter:

Buy the films secondhand. In the UK, a shop called Cex ALWAYS has the Harry Potter movies for a low price on DVD, and they have stores all over the country. Failing that, there’s always eBay and charity shops.

You can also buy the books secondhand in charity shops or on eBay. Failing that, go to your local library and you can take out the books for free if you want to read them! Libraries are extremely important and you should support your local libraries!

If you want to play any Harry Potter games (Hogwarts Legacy, the tie in games for the movies, Lego Harry Potter), you can also buy those secondhand from places like eBay, Cex, Game etc I’m sure there’s similar stores in America that sell secondhand Harry Potter games!

If you want House scarves/hats/gloves etc then you can always just learn to make them. Knitting and crochet are such fun hobbies, and it gives you something to do! If you really don’t want to learn to knit or crochet, then you could probably buy ones that people have made and are selling on places like Etsy.

If you’re like me and you’ve already bought the Harry Potter stuff you’ve paid for, then there’s not really a lot you can do about that - my books, movies and games etc were gifts from family when I was 11. You can donate to Trans charities, however, and continue to show your support for trans rights both online and in person.

If you really must watch the show for some fucking reason, then pirate the damn thing. Go to a dodgy movie website and watch it. Do NOT interact with HBO or SkyAtlantic or whoever is broadcasting it in your region.

Obviously by engaging with the franchise in any capacity - even reading/writing fanfiction or creating fanart - you are still promoting the series unfortunately. I myself am guilty of this, even now that I’m identifying as non-binary. But the very least you can do is NOT buy any Harry Potter products or watch the show.

[lenaswritingandstuff]

Sorry for my English. The scene where Jamie hits his dad broke me. The way he shrinks and gets nervous the SECOND his dad arrives and acts like a dick, his terror when his dad gets up (which hints at the fact that he tried to defend himself before and it made it worse), how he flinches and then cries when Roy hugs him...In that moment I just wanted to protect him at basically all coasts.

That being said, I loved that Coach Beard was weary during Jamie's dad's rant, giving him the death stare and standing ready to interfere (which he did) and how all his teammates felt sadness and compassion for him - understanding why he was a prick to being with. Knowing that (and knowing that Jamie would become the best - the real - version of himself) before watching the show made me unable to hate him completely. Sure I really disliked how he acted and stuff but I didn't hate him how I hated Rupert for example.

[suddenly-stickmin]

I really like the idea that Rupert is a perfect fit for the character Snotlout from Httyd, they even have the same hairstyle and personality ToT Lmao anger issue and he has a bit of a mischievous nature but he still likes his friends but hate to show it. In my opinion, he is definitely a stronger character than Dave, for example. But in the game, it is even shown that he is very goal-oriented.

And yes, Johnny. Johnny is definitely a father! A THSC enjoyer came up with the idea that he has a daughter! and I immediately fell in love with that idea ToT. I would say he is the oldest and most experienced of them. He is just a chill guy with a good and confident personality. Unfortunately, not much is said about him in the game. Btw Major Hershell Panzer is his cannon father! That's so cool.

Ah yes Dave, the poor unlucky guy. But don't worry Dave, we like you. He seems to have low self-esteem and is stressed out. Poor man, he's trying his best but always failing. I think he's the youngest of them, which is why he gets confused and makes mistakes. I thought his father also worked for the police but was shot in action, so he ended up being raised only by his mother. And he probably wanted to continue what his father did even though it wasn't for him at all.

I hope i didn't forget anything. I love them sm kkkjljnaawaw

YESSS RUPERT'S DEF 100% GOAL-DRIVEN and i can see his want to ACHIEVE whatever goal he's currently got his eyes on could possibly lead to some consequences... Agree with the 'likes his friends but hates to show it' as well, I like to think from time to time that if he DOES let down his walls or softens up any, it's strictly behind closed doors and to a very small handful of people he trusts.

AWH JOHNNY AS A DAD THATS A SWEET ONE! we might not know much about johnny or his dad in the game but honestly, with the power of 4000 headcanons, anything is truly possible. [plus it's super fun to imagine what his relationship with his dad's like......]

YOUR HEADCANON WITH DAVE'S FATHER IS A KILLER ONEEEE???? HUGE FAN. DEF MAKES HIS FUMBLING 100x WORSE FOR HIM MENTALLY CAUSE HE MIGHT FEEL HE'S 'TAINTED' HIS FATHER'S IMAGE..... 100% poor, poor Dave. This guy needs a break every now and then.

[ktchie]

'It's the hope that kills you'

Ted Lasso x Reader

Fluff and Angst

♡ other tags: attempt at humour/ no proof read we die like Rupert should've / possible part two

♡6.1k words

◇ In which Y/n wanted to confessed and Ted has a pastel pink apron.

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She consider herself as a tough independent woman who rather die and be beheaded than show any ounce of feelings or a hint of affection.

Her therapist said it's because she grew up in a household that doesn't show much emotion or any vulnerability. And they're right, she remember the time she saw her Dad shed a tear on the night of her high-school graduation, hiding behind his hands and cool dad stance before abruptly going to the bathroom and staying there for 40 minutes - he came back with red eyes and a terrible pun joke. As if nothing had happened.

So it is perfectly understandable that she grew up hating vulnerability, choosing to stay rigid and emotionless rather to have her whole soul on the palm of her hand. It doest help either that she's the eldest kid, the pillar of her siblings, the one who lays awake at night thinking any and every problems her parents throw at her way, worrying about it to the point her chest hurt and she has to learn to calm panic attack in such a young age.

So that being said, she never really had the full experience of romance or being in a relationship. She flirted with a few men on her lives and had fucked them plenty of times but she never really did the whole holding hands thing and all that cheesy stuff that people always whined about once the clock hits 10 and loneliness hits you like a freight train.

But meeting Ted, meeting Ted makes her want to dive head first on whatever corny things couples do in this day of age. Whether it be kissing on the rain or robbing a bank at 2pm in a Sunday afternoon.

She stared at him from across her, sitting so patiently like an overgrown child with a cup of steaming hot coffee.

"Something you need, Ted?" Her tone of voice held nothing but pure professionalism that made her quietly hissed.

Ted looked at her with his big brown eyes that makes her heart all googoo gaga, she sometimes wonder if Ted is secretly part of some hidden government group because she swore that puppy eyes could stop a international fued.

"Oh you know, just wanna visit ya'" he stated with a cheeryness only he can produced in the morning, all dimple and wide smiles. "'been awhile since I saw you, thought you're actually avoiding me but boss said that you're six feet under with all the work you got goin' on"

She chuckled at his words "Ted, I don't think there's anything in this world that could keep me away from you" she answered with a subtle smile, if she wanted him she would get him, whether it be by words or thousand of prayers.

Ted looked at her silently, wide eye and a blossoming blush on his cheeks. He looks ethereal underneath the early morning sun, a fallen single strand of hair dangling on his forehead that makes her hand itch with yearn to fix it.

"But I have been awfully neglectful to the rest of you, haven't I?" She decided to move on from her flirting (?), she doesnt want Ted to dropped dead on the floor from all the blood on his head. "I've been busy these past few weeks, but Will told me about the team plan get together on Sam's restaurant. I'll make sure to attend it, even shoulder the payment if we can get Sam to give us the bill"

Ted nodded his head, tounge tied for once, some part of her rejoiced while the other part, the one who always fear rejection and if she's being too much or too stupid, fear for whatever friendship they have (or had, if worse comes to worse)

"I-well" he cleared his throat, looking at her through his weirdly long eyelashes that always made her tear up in awe and envy.

"We can uh' y'know, we can split the bill, don't hav'ta shoulder it all by yourself"

"No its alright" she shook her head, she contemplate touching his arms, feel the soft fabric of his awfully comfy looking sweater and the skin underneath it but she decided not to, Ted might freak the fuck out and leave the room yelling 'HR! HR!' And have her fired and be shamed by the rest of the Richmond community for touching their beloved American wanker. "Consider it as my payment for forgetting to visit the locker room"

"Wasn't your fault, anyway" he shrugged before gesturing to the tower of folders and impending blueprints for the upcoming renovations and building upgrades. "I mean take a look at that, the great mt. Everest would cry if he saw this monstrosity. Even looking at it makes my stomach all funky" he shudder at its sight. "Do you even take a break? Jeez."

She sighed and leaned back on her office chair "from time to time, 15 minutes or 5. I like to finish my work early so.."

Ted frowned, he has one of those upset looks that makes her heart clenched and crack little by little until it exploded on her chest and she has to pretend she wasn't in pain so he could view her as a normal human being and not a lovesick teenager. "Ya should take a better care of yourself, you can't just go 'n on 'n on workin' till you drop dead" if it's possible, his doe eyes turned even more sadder. " its not good for you"

She bit her lip, her thighs moving up and down underneath her desk. She never liked it when he's anything but happy. "I can go take a rest when I go home and take a rest some more once I finish of all this work. its fine, don't worry too much about me"

"How can I not worry about you?" Ted leaned in, sad eyes and furrow brows. "Youre my-" he sighed before he shake his head "heck, If I had known you're over 'ere slowly killin' yourself i would have yank you from your desk till you're screamin' and cryin'"

Screaming and crying huh? Oh she can do that, alright.

"Ted.." she sighed, trying her hardest to ease the furrow on his brows "its fine, im fine. Don't worry about me too much. there's another game coming up, thats what you should be focusing on yeah?"

Ted sighed deeply, leaning back on the chair before nodding. A lock of hair fell down on his forehead, perfect it was, and y/n thought he never looked more beautiful then. She wonder if Ted kept his hair perfectly gel all the time or if he had ever let his guard down on the four walls he had been forcely call his home.

She would love to see him just him, just Ted, with his goofy smiles and bad puns and old reference from a bad film made years before.

She would love to love him, flaws and imperfections and bad days. She would paint him beautifully, perfect at every stroke of her brush and no smudge of mistakes and yet she knows she still wouldn't do him justice. Ted is just too perfect, too lovely, too godly to be even be depicted on a rough white canvas of this wretched world. Ted deserves to be painted in the walls of the church, or at every thread of the clouds, he was meant to be seen and to be watched and to be memorize until his kindness and his generosity and smile are engraved deep within everyone's heart. Y/n wanted to worship Ted with utmost devotion that her mouth would utter prayers like a second breath, until her two pressed hands bleed and flowers grow between her palm.

She watched him sat across her, his gaze darting everywhere on the carpet before a smile slowly broke on his lips, eyes suddenly lighting up and whole body perking up.

"Hey" he looked up to her, grin and joyful gaze "guess what I cooked last night" he had said giddily

"if you get it right I might just have to take a peek on that ridiculous sitcom you've always buggin' me to watch"

She scoffed, offended. "Modern family is not ridiculous, it's the best thing that ever happened to television-"

"Now hol' up. You're gettin' ahead of yourself now, sugar" she pretended the pet name didnt make her stomach flip and twist and did all kinds of wwe wrestling stunt. 

"I'll have you know that you're wrong, there are tons of- you know what, I ain't even gonna argue with you because we're both too tired for this and I'm too excited to tell you what I cooked last night, so just guess, come on"

She squinted her eyes before sighing as she started to think. "Well, last time we spoke you wouldn't shut up about barbecue and kebab and that one burger that sounds like it could kill you from one sniff"

"Triple cheese burger with bacon crisp, 3 sunny side eggs and curly fries dipped in ranch and garlic sauce with side on-"

"Sounds awful. Americans and their ridiculous food, seriously how are you not dead yet?"

Ted had shrugged with a sickeningly sweet smile "have no idea, but its good 'n ya know what they say 'enjoy life while it lasted'"

"Curse that qoute for manipulating you, let's just pray you wouldn't drop dead in the middle of the court because we can't handle your decaying body and another lose at the same time"

"You betcha! Now guess what I cooked!" Ted was almost jumping from his seat, propping his head on his palm as he stared at her.

"Come on, now"

"Curry"

"No"

"Friend chicken?"

"Nope, but boy I would love to have that right now"

"Salad?"

"Heck no! You kiddin' me?"

"Uhhh, curry?"

"You already said that!" Ted pouted lightly and she almost reach out to trace the bottom of his lips and mumbled how sweet he look right now but thankfully she stopped herself.

"Allright I give up" she threw her hand up and sigh "anything you cooked is fantastic anyway, doesn't matter what it is"

"Oh, arent you a sweetheart" he smiled at her so adorably it made her tooth ache. "I'm glad you think so because I just cooked f/f!" Ted yelled so excitedly, arms spread wide and eyes bright.

She looked at him with agape mouth

"F/f? Are you serious?" She grinned so widely, it has been awhile since she tasted it, mainly because the only f/f she had ever ate is the one her mother cooks.

"Course! I wouldn't lie to ya!" Ted had stated "I couldn't get some shut eyes last night so I decided to make it, better to do something than nothin' at all am I right?"

She's still looking at him, as if in trance. "Wow Ted..I mean im pretty fucking pump but-well, why did you make it? You could have baked, you usually bake when you have nothing to do"

Ted looked away from her, cheeks suddenly getting warm and pink under the sunlight. "Oh you know..just miss ya' I guess"

Her heart crumbled and melted inside of her chest, she could feel its warmth drip from every nerve she has and settle deep within her guts and lay there until she has to curl her toes in a pathethic attempt to calm herself down.

He took a peek at her under his lashes. "I was so used seeing you every darn morning 'ere so it makes me all sad and upset when I don't. Even coach beard had to knock some sense in to me, told me to keep my marbles together or else he'll hide my barbecue sauce" he lightly chuckled "pretty heavy threat, if you ask me"

"I didnt know you miss me so much"

"Are you kiddin' me? I miss ya a hell'ava lot more than 'much'" Ted had almost yelled "i miss ya more than Roy misses running! And thats alot"

She laugh quietly, both in amusement and the tickling feeling deep on her stomach that normal people (with normal amount of love on their heart) would refer as butterflies, but for her, for someone who love too deep and too vast and too much and for a girl like her that grew up reading stories and fairy tales and movies characters with soft confession under bright stars and harsh rains, she could refer the feeling on her stomach as a clawing beast, a magnificent one born on legends and shaky words of the fear locals, with a ferocious growl and wild eyes and fangs as big as a tallest house.

In short, everytime Ted does something so adorably lovely on her eyes she could feel the entire animals on her stomach.

She looked at him with a gentle smile, eyes bright and so so soft - looking at him a like proper lover would. "I miss you too, Ted" she had said almost like a whisper, like a sin. "More than you could ever know"

The statement sounded too intimate, the tone too romantic to be said between casual friends and even the silence after it could be written in a pages of old romance stories - describe it like moment after the music, where the two of them stares at one another with that yearning look that makes all the reader sick to their stomach.

Her words sounds like a confession, one that is so gentle even the gods up above would melt where they stood. She didn't utter the proper words of 'i love you' and didn't open her palm where her bleeding heart lay and offer it to him with a desperation - but the way she said her words, the way every letter soud so much like a sudden whisper in a night of passion and sudden realization of devotion and adoration makes her statement more than a confession - as if it was an oath, a promise set on stone. Like a knights word as he kneeled on his king and offered the edge of his swords, bare against the world, bright steel and fierce glare as his lips mouth his promise, the words he would live and die on, where war would start and where it would end - be it by his blood or his foes. And similar to that y/n is ready to be let down on where she sat, to spill her heart like a leaking wound and let it stains them both, let him know how she feels, how serious, how much time she had spent pinning after him, yearning, adoring him so silently like a lovesick suitor from afar.

Ted grinned at her, dimple deep on his cheeks and that damn fallen hair on his forehead that makes him so so lovely. He opened his mouth and y/n waited with bathed breath and wonder what words would come out but before he could even roll his tounge the door of her office opened with a harsh loud push.

"Y/n we have to- oh. oh Ted! Good morning!" Higgings strolled in clumsily and no matter how much she love the little dork she kinda want to crush his glasses on her palm and send him home.

"Higgins! Nice to see ya today, buddy" Ted stood up to greet him and to give him a pleasant hug and if the coach is annoyed at anyway, he didn't show it. God he's so kind its annoying..

"You too, Ted. You too" Higgins replied with a smile that reserved only for Ted, filled with gratitude and adoration before he turned to her and she watch, with great amusement and a little irritation, when that smile fell down on his lips. "And uh, we need to talk"

She sighed mournfully, waving a goodbye to the wonderful conversation she was having with her love and to the words he would say earlier. She gestured Higgings to sit across her before she met Ted's eyes.

"Im afraid we'll have to cut our cheesy conversation here, Ted. Duty calls and if you want someone to blame, blame Higgings" she pointed at the man with a teasing smirk that had Higgins poor heart rapidly beating with nervousness.

"What? But I'm merely doing my job-"

"Im fucking with you" she patted his shoulder with a light laugh before glancing at Ted, who still remained at her office with a smile.

"I'll gave you a call later" Ted had said "let's have a dinner, ill cook for ya'"

She bit her lip to keep the ridiculous love sick smile threatening to rip her mouth apart and nodded "ill look forward to it, have a good day"

"You too, sugar"

And he was gone and if Higgins wasn't infront of her, staring at her with that bewildered look only spooked squirrel could do she would have stood up and do a cartwheel on her carpeted floor because holy fucking shit Ted is going to cook for her, just for her, not like those times where they eat together on the locker room and she has to sneakily steal his lunch - tho she knows Ted wouldn't mind Beard is another problem, she still thinks Beard has a few dead bodies on his back, the man has a stare of a despondent convicted murderer inside a prison cell. Its crazy.

"Oh." Higgings blink rapidly, his mouth subtly and slowly forming a smile. "You and Ted?"

She squinted her eyes "We're friends"

"Not with that look in your eyes, no"

"What did you eat today to have you acting this cheeky, my dear Higgins?" She looked at him up and down with a scowl.

The man let out a grin

"I should be the one asking that" he then leaned in "or should it be 'who did you meet today that have you acting this lovesick, my dear y/n?"

She flush red "You're fired"

"That'd be the 205 times you've fire me and I will continue to ignore it as long as I live"

"The first time i did that you sobbed on my shoulder"

"Well its.." he looked away "it was a different time"

"Sure it was"

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"Look what we have 'ere-"

"JESUS, ROY!" She had jumped 2 feet from where she stood, clutching her heart and her car keys.

"What the hell man!"

"What? You got yourself an American man and suddenly you're weak of heart?"

"That doesn't even make any sense.." she mumbled with a disturbed look as she stared at him. "What are you even doing here? and I dont have an American man, get your head straight"

"Its a fucking parking lot, im allowed to be here" He commented with a glared as he not so softly leaned on her car.

She sighed through her nose, annoyed. "What i meant was, why the fuck are you even standing about in here and suddenly appearing from the darkness like a...hairy angry batman"

"Im not fucking hairy!"

"you shed like a golden retriever, you're not fooling anybody!"

Roy, the dog, growled in annoyance before he blocked her way to the driver seat.

"Please move or ill yell bloody murder" she stated suddenly so so exhausted.

"Why actin' so rush? Got somewhere to be?" She squinted his eyes at him, suspicious and contemplating why is he being such a dick.

"Why are you talking to me like you're about to take my lunch money?"

Roy, with the little patience he has, growled once again before he shook his head, as if he was the one getting annoyed and tired on the conversation. Then he stared at her, right on the eye, as if wanting to burn her soul and cook her alive.

"Youre really not going to tell me?" He had asked, hands on his hips.

"Is that how it is?"

"What?" She ask, confused.

"You and Ted" Her eyes widen, what is he on about?

"Me and Ted? What about us?"

"Higgin-" he cleared his throat "I mean, someone told me you and the little prick was getting all chummy in your office. Even got yourself a fucking date, how lovely"

She sighed "there wasn't a date Roy, Ted and I are friends. And we aren't getting 'chummy' or whatever kind of meaning that word has in your vocabulary and tell Higgins-"

"It wasn't higgings"

"-tell him to keep his damn nose out of my business or ill key his car"

Roy stared at her for a long second before he clenched his jaw and mumbled a 'fuckkkkk'

"We're-" he swallowed before he looked upwards to the sky, as if begging the gods above to give him more strength. "We're-..f-friends, arent we?" Her eyes soften in both adoration and amusement as he grimaced with every letter he spoke.

She chuckled "we are, no matter how much you disdain that word"

"Then," Roy had sighed "believe me when I say that that cowboy Mr. Rogers is fucking inlove with you"

Suddenly the air felt too thick and her clothes felt too hot. "Roy, i think you're wrong. Ted wanst-"

"Don't you fucking dare tell me he wasn't because a blind bloke could see it in a mile away, he wouldn't fucking shut up about you. fuck sake, He even draws you!" He yelled dramatically, hands shooting in a air in a form of exaggerated irritation that only Roy Kent could do. "Those past few days where you lock yourself up in your bloody office has been the worst days of my entire life, Ted looks constipated half of the fucking time and all he does is broods and broods and fucking complains about you. He's insufferable! Beard has to talk to him in the bathroom to get him straight!" He massage his temple before sighing and looking at her so gently then, so softly, like a brother would, like a friend would do, like someone you can hold onto when life gets though and days gets bad.

"Believe me, he's inlove with you.." he softly said like a whisper.

"In every possible way a human could love, he's inlove with you"

Her breath hitched from her throat, tounge heavy on her mouth and her heart beat could be hear from miles away. The beast inside of her guts fell silent, almost asleep, like his words strike straight to his heart and send him down on the ground, wounded and shaken and could never get back up.

"I came here to.." Roy cut short, finding the proper words. "To tell you how happy I am that he finally work the balls to ask you out, but turns out he's still a fuckin' pussy and a mess of a man"

She chuckled and shook her head.

"Ted is.." She lick her lips and leaned on her car, Roy beside her and shoulder apart.

"I don't think Ted would do the first move, he's..afraid, I think. All his life Michelle was the only woman he knew, only woman he loved and if what you're saying is not true, then she's the only woman he would forever love" she said almost mournfully. "Divorced is hard, specially for someone like Ted who loves too much and give too much, maybe that's the reason why I'm hopeless inlove with him to the point of humiliation but who fucking  cares, right?" She shrugged.

She then swallowed before sighing a shaky breath. "I'll uh, ill confessed tonight. While we eat dinner, ill..ill try, and if- y'know, he doesnt like it then I'll back off" she bit her lip as her gaze burn holes to the pavement.

"I'll love him from afar, cheer for him from the stands and sob on my office if I saw him and sassy together again"

Roy chuckled "i remembered that one" reminiscing her worst times of sobbing half dead on her office table mumbling how cruel it is to love Ted and asking what Sassy has that she does not.

"Maybe ill hire a hit man too, have them kill you so you could forget about it" she bumped his shoulder with her own and lightly laugh when Roy grunts.

"I'll write it with my fucking blood, believe that"

"Write it with your chest hair and ill believe it"

"You fucking cunt-"

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"Sorry 'bout the mess.." Ted gestured to the perfectly clean living room with a sheepish look. "didn't have time to clean up. I'm just too excited to cook for ya I forgot about everything else"

"That so? Well I'm excited to taste it, I'm sure it'll be wonderful" she smiled at him as she put the bottle of wine down on the marble kitchen bar.

"Oh it'll blow your socks off, its nothin' like the food at Sam's restaurant but its darn good if I say so myself" She watched silently as Ted, adorable adorable Ted, wore his pastel pink apron, tied it around his waist and fluff it with a lovely smile that almost had her clutching her precious weak heart.

"Im sure it'll be delicious" she say, referring more to the cook rather than food. "I like anything you do anyway, so"

Ted glance at her and smile, all dimple and bright eyes. It made her smile too, softly, subtly, like one of those yearning smile that hides thousands of words and promises and hopes and desperation.

Ted went back to his cooking, whistling a tune she swore she heard before. He was telling a story, one about a fish and a basketball and a prom that gone wrong but for the life of her she could not listen.

She thought about her conversation with Roy, the words he had utter that made her want to pour her heart out and confessed to her love. She dont want to be hopeful, being hopeful is nothing but a wish on the wind in this place. It is the poison that rots your mind, that decays the flower and the trees and the grass, break the ground you stood up upon - watch it crumble and crumble until your legs become weak and your bones break from your flesh and you fell ill and sick and cough blood until you die and wish that you should have done better, that you should have stayed quiet and at peace and settle from staring from afar instead of watching your own skin slowly peel away as you continue to hope and hope and hope and watch as the filthy earth swallow you whole and- Jesus christ she should really stop reading those sad terrifying books Nate had been recommending her alot, its ruining her head in the worst ways.

"Ya feel alright?" Ted's voice woke her from her thoughts.

She looked at him furrowed brows and concerned eyes. "Im good, it's nothing"

"We could just watch a movie, you know? Order some good ol' pizza and have a laugh on some bad movies and oh! You know what? we could just watch your favourite-"

"I rather just taste your food, Ted. If you don't mind"

"But you look tired" and there it is again, the puppy look, the vain of her existence. God he's so terrible she kinda want to kiss his face and pinch his cheeks.

She chuckled "arent you sweet"

"Oh gosh! I didnt- darn, I didnt mean it that way, sugar!" He was panicking, going all over the kitchen with his cute apron on and little sauce smudge on his cheeks.

"You l-look tired but y'know still pretty, and cute and-and you know? Please darlin' I didnt mean to offend you i just want to-"

"Hey, hey, hey.." she called out to him with a barely contained humour smile "I get it, I was fucking with you. I'm just joking, calm down"

He slumped dramatically on the counter with a sigh "oh goodness, you had me there. Thought I was gonna loose ya'"

They had talked a little bit, or maybe too much, she couldn't exactly remember how long it was or what it was about but she had know they had laugh and jest and share a few stories of their childhood and back when they're still a foolish teenager who didn't know what they want and where they belong - she  still don't know now if she was being honest, she wasn't really the kind of person that plans ahead of time, or give a genuine thought on what she wanted to do in the future and how she will get there but Ted is, Ted knows, Ted understand what he wants and how he will get there and what he see himself on the future and in which place and who he was with, it made her fall a little more inlove with him.

"How was it?" He had asked as he leaned in, nervous and fidgeting.

"Oh gosh please say somethin' I'm about to blow a nerve over 'ere"

She laugh "it was good!" And it is, the best curry she probably had.

"Its perfect, Ted. Even the spiciness is perfect"

He blew out an air "oh thank god, I was so worried ya wouldn't like it! And to be completely honest with ya' I thought I switched up the salt and sugar halfway"

She laugh again, it wasn't even funny, she's just inlove and a complete fool.

Ted started to talk about his day, down to what he had ate for breakfast and how terrible his coffee was 'it tasted like cow piss' his words. He then talked about his theory that Nate is secretly a goverment spy forced to work with him for a very dangerous top secret world breaking undercover mission - when she asked why he think that - 'because nate is a genius and there ain't no way he was a water boy before I came here and coach beard told me he saw nate yesterday slap a fly in a speed of light and didn't even flinch'

It was ridiculous theory but she then remember the amount of gory psychological thriller books Nate has been recommending her for the past few days and a good amount of them involves a spy or two. She wasn't convinced but she'll keep an eye out just incase.

"-it wasn't that much of a big deal"

"You set your school on fire!" Ted had exclaimed rather dramatically, on her opinion, as she told him her high-school tales.

"Thats like- Thats arson!"

"Its not arson if they don't know someone set it on fire" she tap her forehead lightly as if gesturing Ted to see how smart she is. And Ted, bless his heart, actually nodded.

"Youre right, thats smart. Look at ya' getting away with crimes in such a young age!" He grins so beautiful she was actually proud of what her foolish younger self did back then.

"You sounds awfully proud of me bring a criminal"

"Well its kinda awesome and speaking of awesome!--" his eyes was bright and there's a little smudge of sauce near his lips, he looks adorable and loveable and she just suddenly want to kiss him stupid and tell him how much she loves him-

"--Sassy and I are going on date this weekend!"

A glass shattered on the background.

She wasn't adventurous or a sucker for pain and near death experince but if someone had ask her what it would feel like when an arm go through her chest and crush her heart in one fist, she would describe what she's feeling right now in exact gruesome detail that even Nate would vomit on the corner.

She couldn't stop her smile for falling from her lips or the soft disbelief of 'oh' that escape from her tounge, its amazing how a simple two letter words sounded so broken out of the millions she had uttered before.

"Thats great, Ted" she thank every God there is that her voice didn't came out robotic "im happy, you deserve someone who can take care of you"

Ted nodded his head with a grin that is far too wide for his cheeks and then he stared talking, he was saying something but she couldn't hear it, didn't bothered to hear it, she was too busy wondering if the feeling of absence on her chest had been there long before or had just recently appeared now.

"-aint it funny?"

"Yeah" was her response even if she didn't hear any word of it, she avoid his gaze as she wiped her mouth with a tissue and cleared her throat - there's a vile stuck on it that she couldn't seems to swallow.

"Ted, I-uh, I think I'm gonna go home. I'm not feeling very well" she was a liar and a coward but she rather die than cry infront of him -  and suddenly she was young again, alone in her room, toes cold from the floor board and clenching her hands into a tight fist and wondering what is it about her that is unlovable.

"Oh, uh, okay" Ted stood up from the table "are you feelin' dizzy? Does your tummy feels funny? Do you wan-"

"I don't" she said firmly, she was upset, mad, not to him but to herself, for even hoping that she could have this. "I don't need anything, thank you" she lied and swallowed the humiliation of even wanting to say everything she wanted to say to him. All those words she wanted to confessed makes her sick to her stomach because how fucking dare she believe she even has a chance? How foolish to even assume she could have Ted?

"Nothing like a good rest would fix" she had stated, hoping to ease his mind but her chuckle came out weak and sad.

"Okay uh, ill walk you to your apartment - I mean, flat, christ-"

"Its okay" she grab her bag "I can walk by myself"

"I don't think its safe-"

"I can handle myself"

"Still, you look a little pale and I can't have a gal like yo-"

"Fucking hell Ted!" She had yelled and the guilt settled on her stomach as soon as she did so.

Ted look at her like she wasn't her, like another person came on his flat with a face of a friend he adores and she wanted to laugh because how could she want to love him and care for him when she could barely be half of a kind person that he was?

"Just- fuck, I got it. I can handle myself just dont-" she sighed through her nose and looked down, she could feel the tears on her eyes and but none of them fell down.

"Just let me be, yeah? I'm not a fucking toddler you need to be coddle all the time"

There's a pause before Ted nods "Okay" his eyes were sad, sadder than anything she had ever saw and it would've break her heart if it weren't shattered before.

She looked at him silently, a second. She almost wanted to say it, say the words, just lay it all on the table and let Ted feast on the remnants of her broken heart and whatever is left. He'll take good care of it, she knows. That's a kind of man he is. Maybe even fix it together with some melted gold.

"Im sorry" Ted was the one who apologized even if she should be the first, it made her guts coil. "I didnt mean to upset you, I was just-just worried. I'm sorry"

She looked down and clenched her fist, dig her nails on her palm.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, I was being a dick and I have no excuse-"

"Youre tired and you're not feeling well, 's okay"

"Its not, Ted" she shook her head "I shouldn't have talk to you like that, you're my-" she swallowed "youre my friend, I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry"

Ted smile, sad and worried all at once. "Its okay, I forgive ya'"

He shouldn't be, atleast not this easily.

"Okay" she nod her head once before she turn to the door with trembling hands.

Ted appeared next to her and held the door open for her. "Be safe, sweetheart"

'Don't' she wanted to whisper but felt too tired to do so.

"Call me when you get home"

"Will do"

The ground was wet as she walked and the road felt much sadder than before, the cold night air beg her for warmth and instead of the heat of her flat her mind travel to the warmth of his hands, of his touch. Y/n briefly wonder how she came to be like this, how she love so fiercely like a beaten dog and dig claw marks on everything she ever love just to watch it be yank away from her as easily as her tears could fall.

[magic-mikey]

It burns! The sweet, bubbly acid burns! ... Oh wait, it's just soda. Heh heh.

Mikey here!! Stole this bio from @alphab00tyyyshaker9000 (Donnie!!) So go run over there. I've finally decided to set this up!! I like art and cooking and asks. Keep reading!!

"When you’re ready to grow up and be an adult, Raphael, we’ll be in the arcade."

🛹 Cowabunga!

Heeeellloo!! Its ya boy, Michelangelo here! Everyone just calls me Mikey LOL. Getting this Tumblr set up!! You're gonna get to know all .about .me, ya boiii. Ok, so uh..lets get some basics going whoop whoop!!

Some Nicknames!

Mikey

Mike

Michael (mostly family)

Dr Delicate Touch

Dr Feelings

MikeyAngelo

The Orange one

Orange

"I'm saying we're perfect as we are! Embrace the turtle, baby!"

🔥 Family & Friends

> Raph!! (Oldest brother ) > Leo!! (@leon-neon) > Donnietello!! (@alphab00tyyyshaker9000) > Splinter ( Dad!!) > Aprill O neil!! (@sherlock-corn1)

⚠️!! Uhh I am a minor! No nsfw jokes. Period. Dont make me get the glasses and turtleneck. Also not really big on seeing ships all up in my face. You wanna ship, thats yo bizz, but please dont push it on me <3 Im all good for friends ya'll!! !! ⚠️

"How about we let the artist of the crew take a poke at it?"

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DNI ‼️

NSFW

T*cest

Sexualizing characters that are minors.

General criteria, don't be weird. Don't be mean.

No sexual like innuendos either.

"Mystic hands!" 

🍕 Interests/Likes:

Pizza!!

Art!! I post some sometimes

Asks

Cooking!!

Rupert Swaggart

Skateboaardss

My family!

Making friends!

Cats!!

Graffiti!!

Splatoon!!

"What?! Omigosh! Omigosh! Omigosh! I! Am! Freaking! Out!"

👎🚫 Dislikes:

Being shipped with OC's

Squash 🤮

People not treating me as the real Mikey

Kraang

Mentioning trauma without forewarning

Bullies

+ more I'll add later

"And you laughed at me for taking that class. Who's gonna be laughing when I'm miming up a storm?"

❌⛔ Boundaries

Do not..

Send asks romantically inclined. I'm good with all that kissing on cheeks and squeezing cheeks, but no like romantic stuff. Like meaning more than friendly.

Ask to marry me ( unless it's a joke )

Send asks of me shipped with your oc. If you do, I'm ok with them being like hugging or hanging out as friends, but no ships, like kissing or anything.

Send real hate mail.

Mention anything NSFW

Ship me with any of my brothers (EW EW DNI DNI)

Ship me with April (shes my sista from anotha mista)

Make gay jokes about Leo please 🙏

No sexual innuendos. Keep it pg guys.

Feel free to..

Send asks

Be silly

Tease me ( light-heartedly )

Draw art of me

Request art

Use tone tags

Ask random questions

"Oh mama, people are getting rustic out there."

🔥 Thats about all!! I love you all <33 See ya when I see ya :D

"Good morning, I'm Doctor Feelings. Welcome to my seminar, "Hug it out!"

Tags I've used ⬇️

> #🎨- Mikey Rambles

># 🍕- Responses

># 💙💜-Disaster duo

># 🧡💙 - Portal Duo

># 🧲 - Magnet Duo

># 🎨🧠 - Smarts and Crafts

>#🌇 - Sunset Duo

># 🛼April O Neil

># 💪🧠- Brains and Brawn

>#🎶 - Lyrics

># 🥏- Reblog

># 🖼️- Others Art

># 🌹- My art

Will probably update more!!

[scalamore]

[Thoughts] Why Lari regressed

I strongly believe that Lari regressed to save Rupert's fate from becoming a tyrant. It was never stated explicitly in the novel, but there's quite a few hints to suggest it. For starters, the author, Eclair-nim posted in an afterward in Vol 6: "[...] Even if people put their minds to it, "change" is not something that is easily accomplished. So even if I could turn back time, it would be difficult for me to reverse a decision I've already made. Despite this, I hope that Lariette and Rupert, who have not given up on growing and moving towards the future with each other, will be happy for a long, long time."

Both Elclair-nim and Hayeon-nim, on social media say that they wish for Rupe/Lali to be happy (yes, most authors say that but I feel they wish happiness for these charas a bit more than usual). Throughout the story, one of the biggest themes is [change], and it's established that Lari wanted to change from her previous impassive, ignorant self to someone who can think for herself and choose how to live her own life... but she also suffers from a fear of change, which is why she continues to cling to House Belois despite knowing they lie to her and continue to keep secrets. As a person who is naturally trusting of others, it's hard for her to be wary of others unless they betray her first. TECHNICALLY, House Belois hasn't harmed her/betrayed her yet, so all seemed good... Lari knows that everyone has a secret or two they wish to hide, like her own secret of regression Another thing that gets a lot of focus, is that Lari's personal wish of "saving House Belois from death" is not her true wish; over time, it changes to "save Rupert becoming a tyrant/ensure Rupert is happy". Over and over, especially after non-productive conversations with Lehan/the Count, Lari wonders why the heck she regressed. No matter how much she tried to convince them, House Belois refused to change. But that's the point - the reason why she regressed, and the reason why she thought she regressed were different. She didn't regress to save House Belois. That's why they were an insurmountable obstacle, where she could never get to them. Because they were not the ones in need of help from her regression. It's been described over and over, from multiple characters, that House Belois is extremely old fashioned, and it's true of trash dad, and by extension, Lehan. They are unyielding to their core beliefs, and they will die for their beliefs. Of course, Lari knew this about her own family, but she felt that maybe, because it's her, she can change something ---- nope, not at all. She witnessed them dying because of that stubbornness in TL1, and at this rate, if she does nothing, they'll suffer the same fate in TL2.

So despite her telling them about her regression, and was very hurt when they didn't believe her and ignored her warnings, she gave up on trying to change them by chapter 68. She will do her own thing to save them, because that was her only wish when she regresed. It became a duty for her she had to fulfill. She remembered happy memories of TL1, and she wanted to repay it back to them, even if that's not the case in TL2. But as Elcair-nim says, change is hard. Even if a person wants to change a decision they've made, it's really really difficult. For Lari, who believed wholeheartedly that her regression was to save her family, it's a pathetic, cruel joke to realize when in fact, she made the wrong decision/wish. Because in the story, besides Lari, there's one other person who changed so much - Rupert. Lari didn't realize it, but her existence saved Rupert from the moment they met. Without her, he would have continued to be controlled by Eva/Tory, and was on the fast track to being a hated, lonely tyrant. But with Lari around being a positive influence, he remained a relatively nice, reasonable guy. Still cranky and hot-headed, but reasonable. The irony is that Lari didn't realize that Rupert had already changed, while she was off to the side worrying when he'll change and flip that switch. But he had already changed long ago.

Rupert is the one who needed Lari's existence the most in the series. It's very likely that in TL1 he lived his entire life lonely, hated, alone, murdering all his enemies but also earning the public's hatred. After his closest person, Tory died, he had literally no one else beside him. It was a very pathetic and lonely way to live, to not ever feel happiness or warmth. If anything, Rupert never tasted basic human warmth or happiness until chapter 59, when he was 15. He was already starting to find life a bit fun when she came to the palace, but his happiness really started after Lari proved to him she wanted to stay out of her own accord, wanted to be his ally, and wanted to stay beside him. When they separated, he realized how much he depended on her. His source of happiness was gone, and he had issues coping for a while without her. Because he cherished Lari so much, and wished for HER happiness, he offered everything he had: his rich/power, but the thing that Lari appreciated the most: was her freedom. As a lady in waiting, she was allowed to come and go whenever she pleased, and when they got along better, she was able to speak her mind and bicker with him more. The more comfortable they became with each other, the more she voiced her thoughts and opinions, and Rupert really valued her thoughts. He hated when others, including Trash dad looked down on her and didn't listen to her, so he made sure to let her voice be heard everytime.

So by regressing and ensuring Rupert's happiness, that in turn, is the ONLY way for Lari to achieve HER happiness as well.

Because for the first time in both lives, Lari is finally happy, and that's by being around Rupert. The times they laughed and ran around in the forest of the detached palace, The times they bickered and argued about little things. When she would share nice things with him and he looked at her, not quite understanding but nodding, When they go shopping together, when they have conversations about anything because they spent so much time together. So during the climatic event, after House Belois' betrayal smacks her in the face, she fulfills her "duty" as a daughter to protect them by getting rid of the variable that would instigate any war - herself. When she recovers from her injuries, she had already decided to cut off House Belois, especially trash dad. He will never change. He's a lost cause. She burns the fir-tree family crest she has. She denounced her noble title of being part of a Count's family, and is now just an aristocrat without a title (Sort of like Amelia Belois). She was fed up by them, and fed up with their treatment of her. It's over. But Rupert was different. She couldn't ever forget him.... and she just hoped he would find his own happiness soon, because he deserves to be happy :(

[abubblingcandle]

Whumptober 2024 Masterpost

All my 2024 whumptober fills in one place

Day 1 - Panic Attack - Ex-Pectations

Jamie hadn't expected everything to be perfect when he started this relationship up with Roy and Keeley at the same time. There was bound to be teething issues. But he didn't expect to fuck up the sex bit!

Day 2 - Trust Issues - Gonna Know My Name Ch2

Phoebe invites Jamie over for Family Dinner and Roy starts to get some concerning answers to questions he wasn't asking about Jamie's home life

Day 3 - Set Up For Failure - Fleuve Ch1

The Slow Horses are sent on an op, an international op as well, by the Old Bastard himself David Cartwright. The mission: to retrieve a deep cover asset from rural France before he disappears back off the grid again. The only problems: 1) the asset isn't an asset, he's a rival operative 2) he's got no clue why MI5 and David Cartwright care about him 3) he keeps on trying to fuck off back to Lavande 4) there's so many people trying to kill him Can the Slow Horses keep their spy alive for long enough for any of them to work out what the hell is going on?

Day 4 - Sensory Deprivation - Lemon to a Knife Fight Ch1

Jamie feels like someone is following him. But it's probably just paranoia right? He's about to play the biggest game of his career and if they do it his dad is going to be super pissed. Jamie has all the reasons in the world to believe someone is following him when there's no one really there. But there is someone really there, and Jamie realises just too late.

Day 5 - Friendly Fire - Every Time We Touch Ch3

Jamie and Roy start to settle into what the next two weeks will be like while they are under the influence but a lack of trust between them puts the tentative peace in danger

Day 6 - Unhealthy Coping Mechanism - Lingering Influence Ch6

Jamie learns that it's ok to cry. But he feels like doing it all the time and it's embarrassing to do in front of people isn't it? But don't worry, he's got a plan

Day 7 - Unconventional Weapon - Shoe in a Pillowcase

“Louisa,” River’s whisper barely tricked through the phone’s speaker. “River?” Louisa replied, frowning as she clicked the phone onto speaker and laid it on the table. “There’s people here. With guns.”

Day 8 - Leave the Light On - There's No Place Like Home Ch4

Jamie is isolated, trapped in his home with his father's grip tight. Another surgery and a chance to travel back down to London gives Jamie the final push

Day 9 - "Frame me up on the wall to keep me out of trouble" - There's No Place Like Home Ch3

Jamie is alone. And the Richmond trio's misguided attempts to help him back fire in a truly spectacular manner

Day 10 - "I can't think straight" - mangroves Ch1

Everyone thinks that they know all there is to MI5's biggest disappointment, River Cartwright. And that's just how he wants it. But when River's sanity starts to unspool and figures from his past randomly pop up in London, everything that he had painstakingly built begins to fall apart.

Day 11 - "Leave no trace behind like you don't even exist" - The Richmond Job Ch3

The Crime Crew take on Rupert Mannion and Cerithium Oil on the behalf of Sam Obisanya who is getting death threats for his activism but ghosts from Roy's past threaten to derail everything

Day 12 - No Holds Barred Beatdown - There's No Place Like Home Ch1

Jamie knows what the consequences of embarrassing his dad are but London has made him soft and complacent. He's not able to deal with his dad's tough love in the way that he used to do. But that's fine because he's heading back to Manchester with his hip in a hard brace and with surgery on the cards and his dad's the only one who's stepped up to look after him. Things will go back to normal now. However if this is normal than why are Roy, Ted and Beard on his doorstep offering him a way out?

Day 13 - Familial Curse - mangroves Ch2

Bertrand is back in River's live and contrary to popular belief ... he doesn't hate it. But the Harkness Boys in London go for a night out and it leads to River having to blow up what he had built for himself

Day 14 - "Cause I want you to know what it feels like to be hunted" - Fleuve Ch2

"Lance" is brought to their hideout for interrogation from Lamb but they are no closer to any answers. When the Slow Horses are dragged into a shoot out, they all see what "Lance" is capable of

Day 15 - Childhood Trauma - Have You Noticed You Are Breathing Ch8

Jamie has his first day back at the club even if it is only as Keeley's assistant before the legal war room. Keeley can't understand why Jamie doesn't care about seeing his dad behind bars but Rebecca does

Day 16 - Survivors Guilt - Never Again

It wasn't like Will planned on getting kidnapped again but he knew if it did happen he was never going to give up his team

Day 17 - Nowhere Else To Go - God Forbid You Leave Me Ch3

Higgins learns more about James Tartt Sr and he doesn't like any of it. Jamie learns that maybe what his parents did to him as a child wasn't actually parenting

Day 18 - Regret - There's No Place Like Home Ch2

Richmond hasn't been the same since Jamie's injury and his return to Manchester. Roy wants to continue to hate him but Ted, Beard, and Roy find out the real details of his injury

Day 19 - One Way Out - Captive Audience Ch1

Frank doesn't want to let River go after he's only just got him back in his life. Shame River doesn't want to come with him willingly. “We’re in a public space. And I’m not walking out of here,” River frowned. “Oh no you’re not,” Frank’s head tilted in a parody of concern, “see my son here has had a little too much to drink so I’ve called us a cab and he needs a little bit of help getting there.”

Day 20 - Emotional Angst - Every Time We Touch Ch4

The drug isn't the only problem facing our troubled duo. Roy's knee is playing up for the first time since this began and Ted Lasso makes an appearance

Day 21 - Secrets Revealed - When You Get What You Want Ch4

The plan was to get Jamie to be more like Sam. But when the pieces of what happened at the Gala start to slot together, Sam learns that maybe he needs to be more like Jamie

Day 22 - Communication Barrier - A Treatment Room Doors Moment Ch6

Roy worries about Jamie's declaration that he's going to quit football and begins to spiral. He heads to Manchester for Jamie's birthday and they air out their troubles

Day 23 - Broken Pedestal - When You Get What You Want Ch2

Operation Jamie's Redemption was a go and Sam starts to learn what he's got himself in for by choosing to befriend Jamie Tartt.

Day 24 - "I never knew daylight could be so violent" - Captive Audience Ch2

River starts to unspool in his unrelenting prison as his mind and body rebel against him. Louisa and Emma set off on the road after him. But is Frank Harkness going to turn out to be too great an adversary?

Day 25 - Being Monitored - When You Get You Want Ch3

Sam is trying his hardest to be nice but Ted and Roy trying to derail Operation Jamie's Redemption is really starting to get on his last nerve

Day 26 - Nightmares - Every Time We Touch Ch5

The news breaks, everyone knows that Jamie and Roy are both out and were in the hospital at the same time. Roy doesn't know why Jamie is so worried about this until they venture back to his house

Day 27 - Voiceless - Captive Audience Ch3

River gets a moment out of the cage and tries to chance his luck. Frank reveals more of his plan, which unsuprisingly doesn't make River feel better about the situation

Day 28 - Denial - Need to Know Basis

River just wants to move on past all the Harkness family drama and get back to work before he drives himself insane. It's a shame his body hasn't got that memo yet.

Day 29 - Burnout - A Small Provincial Town

Jackson Lamb has quit the service. The execution of Charles Partner was the last straw in his forced cooperation with David Cartwright. But as he stands with his flight fund in front of the bank in middle of nowhere France that contains his retirement fund ... he can't do it. And so finds himself in a bar, sharing his woes with a lost young woman and her far too old for his years kid.

Day 30 - Hospital Bed - Death Fruit

“Coach,” Dani panted, clinging onto the door frame with a white knuckled grip. He was shaking, looking like he had seen a ghost. Roy limped up to his feet and over to the door, leg screaming from the pain. “I think Jamie is dying,” he sobbed, tears suddenly streaming down his face.

Day 31 - Asking for Help - mangroves Ch3

Louisa didn't know when River Cartwright became her person but when he is leaving her coded messages and being accused of domestic terrorism, this is not what she signed up for

[boglady]

20 Questions for (Fanfiction) Writers

Thanks for the tag, @chainofclovers! 

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 84 (this is significantly more than I thought it was ngl) 

2. What's your total Ao3 word count? 312,551 

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Rebecca Welton, 2021 (co-written by @chainofclovers and diane_lockharts)

He's a Rainbow (A Colin coming-out fic I wrote back when all that was just speculation)

Appraisal (Ted/Rebecca art gallery AU)

Over the Rainbow (angsty little post-Man City Roy/Ted fic)

The Lasso Way (Ted/Rebecca)

4. What fandoms do you write for? Ted Lasso. I wrote exactly one Succession fic for Yuletide a few years back, but the other 83 are all TL.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yes! I love getting comments and I always try to let people know that I appreciate it. This fandom has an amazing commenting culture, and sometimes people will write something really astute about what I’ve written that I’ll want to respond to. 

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I feel like it’s probably either Holding On (Ted grieves Henry’s death) or At Home (about Ted finding his dad’s body). I do think I tried to at least hint at whatever remaining hope there is to hint at with those scenarios, but they’re for sure mostly just pretty upsetting.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? As much as I love a good bit of angst, most of my fics have a fairly happy ending. The first one that springs to mind i Ted in Mathmagicland, just because it’s so insistent on the power of the triangle metaphor/cosmic element of Beard, Rebecca and Ted’s connection and the enduring strength of their love. 

8. Do you get hate on fics? Not really! At most, people have been vaguely rude on accident.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I rarely write porn for porn’s sake, but I’ve very intentionally made getting better at writing sex scenes part of my fan fic writing journey. It’s a very cool and very specific skill and I’d like to think I’ve significantly improved. I’m not sure if I’d describe a lot of my fics as smut, but a fair share of them involve some degree of erotic or sexually charged character study.

10. Do you write crossovers? Not yet, but I’m not opposed to the idea! I feel like there’s a solid case to be made for a Slings & Arrows AU, where Rebecca takes over Rupert’s Canadian Shakespeare festival and brings Ted on to direct a production of Hamlet, but I’m not writing all that, and only partly because I feel like I'd be the only person interested in reading it. 

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I’m aware of. I’ve had people be inspired by my work and give me credit, which feels very different. 

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? No, unless, podficcing counts, in which case, yes! Several times! And it was an honor each time. Podficcing like fic translation makes fan fiction more accessible, and I have such admiration for anyone who’s dedicated themselves to it. 

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? One of my very first fics was called Rebecca Welton, 2021 and when people wanted more from the story than I could think to write, @chainofclovers and diane_lockharts stepped in and completed the story brilliantly! 

@chainofclovers and I also co-wrote the Ted/Beard podfic Just Missed You for Pod-Together with @podklb and @rockinhamburger. We were all very involved in the process and it was incredibly cool to work so collaboratively. We even managed to get a full voice cast for it!

14. What's your all time favorite ship? I mean, I gotta go with Ted/Rebecca for this one (with Ted/Beard and Ted/Beard/Rebecca as a close second/shared first). I’ve had other intense ships before, but nothing that really compares to my Lasso-mania. 

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I don’t have any WIPs that I’ve properly gotten started on that I'm prepared to abandon, but I have a long list of ideas and I know a lot of them probably won’t happen. I suppose I've more or less given up on all my attempts at roy/jamie/keeley (I feel it on the show, but weirdly not in writing) and we're nearing the point where a lot of my fic ideas set after season 3 may never happen because canon could contradict the premise before I ever get around to writing them.

16. What are your writing strengths? I suppose I’m good at dialogue? I also love creating links and connections so I feel most comfortable writing metaphors, pop culture references and dad jokes.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? I can’t really visualize, so I often mess up basic stuff like setting and limbs and characters remembering to put on clothes before getting out the door. I’m so lucky to have had some incredible beta readers help me out with that.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic? I’ve written a whole little ficlet in Danish once, mostly for the bit, and have probably included a sentence or two of French here and there. A bit of playing around with language is great for flavor, but I don’t want it to be too distracting for readers who don’t understand it. 

19. First fandom you wrote for? I made a few attempts writing Supernatural and Buffy fic (and a lesbian crossover John Green book fic that I had forgotten all about until writing this sentence) back in the day that never really went anywhere but Ted Lasso is the first time I’ve ever finished a fic and posted it online. 

20. Favorite fic you've ever written? Probably my Ted/Rebecca/Beard fic A Sponge. That story has gotten so much love and engagement from people, which is particularly satisfying with a rarepair fic. The incredibly cool handbound copy @dcbrierton made for me is a prized possession (and I adore @klb’s podfic of it as well)

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Thanks again for the tag, @chainofclovers! Tagging anyone who wants to do this! I've seen this be done a few times already on my dash but have fully missed who's already been tagged, sorry.

[ask-astf-characters]

What about food and water? Also, ending huh. But even when an ending happens, aren't you amble to go back? Try again with a different route? To Rupert: How much do you hate Henry? Yk... He made Dave loose his job twice and probably led to his kidnapping, and also killed Johnny, And well his escape threatened your job loss too probably. And you got a metal bar in the face... And... Well... In one of the fails he literally threw you head first into trash... To Burt: Who drinks more Coffee, you or Sven? To Reginald and/or RHM: If you weren't criminals, would you ever consider adopting and having a family? To Ellie: You remember your... Cell-mate from The Wall? To Charles: Can you fly planes too? To Dave: Are you afraid of spiders and/or snakes?

Henry: I'd hardly call what they feed us food, but it's enough to survive..., as for the ending thing, no, I have to live out the future I've made for myself. I've heard it's different for other links, but I have to wait until I die of natural causes in order to fully reset.

Dave: Why do you people encourage him... Anyway, I'm not really scared of spiders, because most of them can't hurt you. Snakes, however, even if they can't kill you, a bite still hurts. Those fuckers still have teeth!

-On Galeforce's base-

Rupert: I hate that man with every fiber of my being. He's nothing but a criminal, a traitor, and just a no-good bastard over all.

Charles: Of course I can fly planes! You don't become the youngest and most experienced pilot flying helicopters alone!

-In the Airship Cockpit-

Reginald: Oh, but my dear, we already have! After all, Sven and Earrings were only teenagers when they followed me back to our base at the time.

RHM: Orphans, at that. We took them in out of pity and ended up getting a little too attached. I don't think they mind though; They call us 'Pa' and 'Dad' after all.

-In Communications-

Burt: Sven, definitely. I don't drink much coffee, but Sven has to since his work is a lot more boring than mine.

-On top of a casino somewhere in Vegas-

Ellie: Cellmate? The Wall? What are you talking about? Isn't their warden missing right now?

{Mod Note: ASTF takes place before Henry and Ellie would have been arrested and taken to the Wall, and with Dmitri's disappearance, they're not targeting her right now!}

[wyntereyez]

Wynter's Werewolf Watch-A-Thon: Werewolf Santa

Werewolf Santa

Tubi description: After witnessing Santa get bitten by a werewolf and turn into one, amateur monster hunter Lucy and her family set out to save Christmas.

Years ago, I came up with an idea about Santa being bitten by a werewolf, which I creatively called Santa Claws. I plotted out quite a bit for it. I drew pictures for it. But I never did anything for it.

It was better than this.

The movie starts with Lucy, a monster hunter with a YouTube channel who traveled the world to look for - and fail to find - any sort of monster. After a cut to a recital of 'The Night Before Christmas' accompanied by comic-style artwork, read by a narrator with a southern twang (to match the guy wearing a cowboy hat, I guess). The entire poem is read, which felt unnecessary, really, and ends with the narrator saying all hell was going to break loose.

(Putting the rest under the cut, in case anyone actually wants to watch the movie and doesn't want spoilers.)

Back to Lucy and her boyfriend/cameraman Dustin, who are heading to Lucy's home for Christmas. Their goal is to get a werewolf on camera; apparently their town is known for attacks, and there's going to be a full moon that Christmas Eve.

Lucy, it turns out, hates Christmas, has a poor relationship with her family, and on the drive there, Dustin admits he's been sleeping around.

Cue lots of bickering and hostility when Lucy's dad arrives; her parents are divorced, and it's not an amicable one. Ugh.

While out at night with their camera, Lucy and Dustin get high, and are unaffected when a mangled werewolf victim staggers out of the woods and collapses at their feet.

From that point, everything seems like one big drug trip. While looking for the werewolf, they find Santa in the woods taking a piss. As they get closer, a werewolf jumps out and disembowels that bowl full of jelly. The werewolf runs off, and Santa gets up and starts changing. He also somehow gets affected by the weed and gets the munchies, but I didn't see how.

So, werewolf with munchies that can go down chimneys.

Lucy and Dustin enlist Lucy's family for help, resulting in a lot of arguing as they chase Santa Wolf around town. They pick up Lucy's friend Rupert, because why not add a conspiracy nut incel to the mix.

Oh, and he looks nothing like the poster picture. He looks more like a grey Grinch.

A lot of townspeople die. There was, of course, the standard 'people having sex out in the middle of nowhere who get ripped to shreds,' though at least they weren't teens in this case. One of them had hooked up with Lucy's mother.

(I may have laughed a bit when a torn off penis went flying and nearly hit Lucy's mother)

Dustin runs off, and is later found killed. No one was particularly sad.

They find the body of a cop, who has a gun with three silver bullets, and Lucy is sent to kill Santa because she's a good shot and her father (who is the head of the police department) forgot his glasses and can't aim.

However, she can't bring herself to kill Santa. Her mother takes the gun, but at that point, he's already fled.

They continue pursuing him, which eventually results in Lucy being bitten. She asks them to use the last silver bullet to shoot her, because this is Santa, you can't kill Santa!

When they realize Lucy's father knows a bit too much about werewolves, he admits he'd known about them, and had hunted down the last remaining werewolves. The last one, he'd said, was stronger than the others, and was much harder to take down.

Rupert tells him that that was the alpha, and if he'd killed that one first, it would have cured all the others. That's when Lucy realizes that her father has to be a werewolf, and that he'd become alpha when the other died.

They end up killing him, Lucy and Santa are cured, and Christmas is saved. Until next year, when Santa is abducted by aliens. The end.

It was... certainly something. It's a British comedy, and while I can appreciate British humor, this one just fell flat for me. Maybe it's the whole family dynamic; I hate it when you get the arguing families who fight over everything, to the point of making the situation worse instead of better. I just wanted them to shut. Up.

I didn't see the twist with her dad coming, though I'm not sure why he's still a werewolf; if the alpha changed him, and he killed the alpha, then he should have been cured? Whatever.

Not helping matters, it was a found footage-style film, which meant terrible camera angles and shaky images.

Final verdict: I'd give this one a pass. The premise is interesting, and it's treated as seriously as it deserves. And I actually liked Lucy, though maybe it's because at one point, I thought about doing a YouTube monster hunting show. But it turned into a rather average monster on a rampage film; having a being like Santa as a wolf could have resulted in a powerful, difficult to kill werewolf, but except for one scene where he comes down a chimney, he's no different than any other werewolf, beyond being fueled by the munchies. And I was very meh about the other characters, and didn't care if any of them died.

...but I kinda want to know about the alien abduction thing.

[echotrinityme]

Unexpected Love Chapter 2: The Start Of A Complicated Relationship

Henry feels like the third wheel whenever he's with Charles and Ellie. He's happy for them but feels lonely watching them act lovey-dovey. So when he sees Calvin walking toward him, his world is about to change. 

"Don't ya get tired watching them?" Rupert asked Henry as they walked to the cafeteria.

Henry nodded as he sighed, Rupert crossed his arms and stared at him.

They got to the cafeteria and got their meal. They found a table and sat down. 

"I'm happy for them, really, but..." Henry paused. 

Henry looked down at his meal while Rupert was drinking water, Rupert put down his glass and noticed Henry was looking rather... sad.

"But?" Rupert said, waiting for Henry to respond.

"I just wish they could, you know, tone it down a bit?" Henry finished.

"And I thought I was the only one who was annoyed by their antics,"

Henry chuckled while shaking his head, they went back to eating and talking. While Rupert was eating, Henry felt eyes on him. He looked around the cafeteria but found no one was looking at him. Henry went back to eating and finished his meal. 

Henry and Rupert parted ways as they went outside.

Henry decided to walk into the woods to get rid of some calories he had gained or burned. Henry wasn't fat or anything, he was thin as a toothpick. He does have some girly curves which have him been noticed by everyone including certain people. Henry does use his curves to his advantage. 

Before he joined the government, he decided to use disguises to steal money and jewelry. The disguises don't always work but most of the time they did. After he joined the government, he sometimes had to be in disguise and most of those disguises were him acting like a woman. Henry didn't mind at all but what did mind was that some people wanted to get into his pants.

Henry stopped at a clearing and sat down on a huge rock.

Henry got out his phone to look through his photos. He passed photos of his dads, Charles and Ellie, and stopped at an old photo of his ex. Henry was looking at him and someone with blue hair and wearing alternative clothing. Henry bitterly smiled at the photo as the feeling of loneliness seeped through him. It's been forever since he dated and after seeing Charles and Ellie, he's been feeling lonely and left out. 

Henry put away his phone as he heard footsteps coming toward him. Henry stood up as he saw a familiar face and he frowned. 

Calvin Bukowski was the last person he was expecting.

Like everyone else, he heard what happened between Charles and Calvin. And he wasn't happy about it. 

Calvin stood in front of Henry and Calvin awkwardly smiled at Henry.

"What do you want?" Henry asked as he crossed his arms. 

Calvin blinked then he avoided meeting Henry's eyes, Henry tapped his foot impatiently.

"I asked you a question, Calvin," Henry asked again, annoyed.

"Shit!" Calvin thought, "This is not what I had in mind!"

Calvin was sweating bullets and was trembling. Earlier, he was prepping himself on how to ask Henry out. He practiced so many times and now, he was failing.

Henry saw Calvin looked nervous and that confused him. He knew Calvin wasn't a big fan of him and vice versa. They hardly talk and hardly see each other. Henry had been a victim of his and his brother's pranks. Henry hated the teleporter and Calvin gave him the teleporter as a 'gift' but that didn't end well.

"Hey, idiot!" Calvin's inside voice shouted to him, making him jump a little, "He's angry! Say something dumbass!"

Henry raised an eyebrow at Calvin, he saw Calvin was having a nervous breakdown. Henry didn't know what to say or do, he was bad at socializing. 

"Ugh, look, I gotta go," Henry started walking away and Calvin panicked some more.

"He's getting away you moron!" Calvin's head exclaimed, "Say something!"

Calvin was looking around as he saw Henry leaving the area, he was mumbling and then it hit him. 

"WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME!" Calvin shouted.

Henry stopped as he was about to leave the clearing, he turned around in shock as he stared at Calvin. His mouth was agape and his eyes were wide. Calvin sheepishly smiled as he held out his hands, Henry blinked in confusion. 

"What?" Henry questioned as he narrowed his eyes.

Calvin cleared his throat as he crossed his arms, "Will you go out with me?" he repeated, with a bit more of a gentle tone. 

Henry stared at Calvin for a few minutes, Calvin was patiently waiting for Henry's response.

"All I need to do is wait for him to say yes and the revenge plan will start," Calvin thought happily.

"No,"

Calvin blinked in confusion as he was pulled out of his thought process, he glanced at Henry.

"What?" Calvin questioned.

"No," Henry answered, "I will not go out with you,"

"Oh no... This is not going to plan," Calvin thought.

"Why?" Calvin asked.

"Because I know you don't like me and vice versa, and I know you still have feelings for Charles," Henry explained, "So I don't want to go out with you,"

Henry left Calvin without letting Calvin respond to him.

Calvin stared at the spot where Henry was just at.

"What just happened?"

Things were the same for the next couple of weeks for Henry, Charles, and Ellie.

Henry, Charles, and Ellie were hanging out in their living room. They were watching a movie on TV and the trio was on their sofa. Charles had his arm around Ellie's waist while Henry was sitting next to them. They had snacks and drinks to enjoy the movie. The movie they were watching was an action movie involving helicopters and special agents going after villains. The movie was fun... until Charles and Ellie started making out. Henry sighed as he got up and turned off the movie. 

The movie ended and was now playing end credits so it was fine.

Henry left the lovebirds alone and went to his room. He picked up a book and put on his noise-canceling headphones. While he was reading, his mind went to Calvin. 

After Calvin asked him out, he was thinking about it.

Why? He's not sure. 

He had so many questions.

Why did Calvin ask him out? Doesn't he still have feelings for Charles? Also, they hate each other.

Henry's head started to hurt from all these questions his head was forming, he closed his book and lay down on his bed looking up at the ceiling. Henry kept staring at the ceiling when the feeling of loneliness came back and he frowned. He hated this feeling and hearing and seeing Charles and Ellie as a couple made him feel like a third-wheel and miserable. He shifted to his side and closed his eyes.

Maybe going out with Calvin wouldn't be so bad.

[lunar-years]

non crack ship: sam/rebecca crack ship: sharon/rebecca

Sam/Rebecca:

I don’t dislike them necessarily but it just sort of seemed (to me) like they didn’t know what to do with Rebecca after s1 so they threw a dart in the writer’s room and it landed on Sam. mostly I think there were much better plot options for both Rebecca and Sam in s2 than a temporary romance plot. Rebecca’s arc should have been more focused on her learning to navigate owning a team she now cares about after spending her first year trying to actively destroy them. It would have been nice to see more of her working with Ted to better the club’s culture, and, in her personal life, processing the damage Rupert did to her, coming to terms with who she is alone and what she wants from her future, and then pursuing romance in s3. On Sam’s end I hate that they elevated Toheeb to the main cast largely to be rebecca’s romantic partner. I wish they’d instead given Sam and Jamie a co-plot about repairing their relationship and building a friendship, and done more with playing up them & their relationships with their dads as foils (this would have given Jamie more to do in s2 as well, which I think was desperately needed). There should have also been much more fallout from the Dubai Air thing and Sam dealing with it with the help of the team. Anyway…they are sexy tho! They just don’t really go anywhere in the relationship, imo. Like, I don’t see them lasting longterm. Honestly I enjoyed the small moments between them in s3 more than I liked the relationship when it was actually happening.

Sharon/Rebecca:

Look I mostly see Rebecca as very hetero but I do think the idea of her (a woman who actively rejects therapy in favor of ranting to friends and self diagnosing) dating a therapist has hilarious and wonderful potential. And Sharon is wlw to me so maybe she could open Rebecca’s eyes in more ways than one <3 however, Rebecca is nosy and a gossip (affectionate) though so it would be hard for her to accept Sharon never wanting to talk about anyone at the club with her because “those are my patients and i have to honor their confidentiality” 🙄