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Mistrdctr - a headcanon-heavy, probably a little canon-divergent and mainly 'Dr. Strange' as well as 'Dr. Strange: MoM'- based MCU-portrayal of Dr. Stephen Strange. 18+, Mun & Muse 30+. Mutuals only, very selective. Blog created: Dec. 2023 | WIP. Fluctuating activity. Mun is about to rewatch all movies but it might take a while.

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About Stephen: Character Sheet | Short Introduction | Headcanons | Musings Stephen and his cloak | This portrayal of Stephen is not, and has never been, the Sorcerer Supreme - a post.

Blog Design credit: calirph Promo credit: hyruleshop

My other blogs: @respondedinkind [my main, my love, my heart, my soul] @barebcnes [Extremely slow]

Rules for easier accessibility under the cut (Forever WIP):

First of all: I am here to have a good time. My portrayal of Stephen is going to be of more or less casual nature, but that doesn't mean that I don't intend to portray him seriously. My knowledge, though, is limited; This means his portrayal won't be highly in-depth and might be missing things here and there. I am also absolutely not familiar with the comics, so zero knowledge in that regard, and still need to rewatch most movies (have rewatched Dr. Strange 1 & 2 so far, still missing all the other movies where he appears - I have seen those in the past but it is been a long while). If you cannot handle my lack of said knowledge, this blog might not be for you. Otherwise: I'm looking forward to interact with you!

Some basic RP rules: No god-modding (some things are allowed if it makes sense in the context of the RP: My muse following yours into a room etc. That being said, Strange is a sorcerer and he can do some things that might be considered 'god-modding' in a loose sense (e.g. make your muse change location with him in an instant). Be prepared for that to happen.), the mun is absolutely not the muse (means when muse says / does / acts a certain way it does not mean that the mun condones it and/or would act the same), muses can also be wrong (yes, my Stephen might be rude, or have wrong/no knowledge, or misunderstand your muse, and your muse is allowed to do the same as well!), and please communicate with me if there are any issues at hand (I promise I won't bite, but I am highly allergic to talking-behind-my-back kind of stuff. I am almost 34 years old, I can handle communication).

Some blog-specifications: This blog is mutuals-only (non-mutuals are allowed to send in asks about headcanons / muse-development etc), therefore highly-selective, and I might not always reply to threads in the same order they come in; That means I will reply to some threads faster than to others, simply because my excitement fluctuates. That does not mean I don't like interacting with you, I promise. Regarding replying-speed: I am usually quite fast and reply within a few days or a week. In rare cases it can be multiple weeks or a month. You are allowed to ask me about a reply in case I haven't answered in 2 weeks or such, but please don't pester me about them. Another thing about replying / threads: I might drop threads after a while if I feel there's simply not much existing anymore that can be added / written in any way. I might not inform you about this decision but you are absolutely allowed to ask me if I did - and, in case I did, I am almost always happy to start a new thread from a new perspective or after a time-jump or something to have our muses interact more! I just don't like trying to force-squeeze interaction into a thread that would have died otherwise already. I prefer doing new threads to keep things fresh and exciting. This blog is also 18+, means I won't interact with any muns under the age of 18 and I honestly prefer if you are above 21 years old. NSFW will be present in various shapes. I put replies containing smut under a 'read more'. I also tag my NSFW-things with either Suggestive; or UnSFW;, so you can block the tags if needed.

More RP-stuff: I love Crossovers, AU's, completely made-up stuff, timetravel-shenanigans, Universe-shenanigans and whatever one can think of. I am also open for OC's and Canons alike. OC's need to be fleshed-out and provide information for me to find easily. I will scroll through blogs that follow me and check whether our writing-styles match and judge whether I could see us interacting; If I don't, I won't follow back. If I follow you back, I want to write with you - the same goes for if I follow you first! I prefer to interact with non-animated FCs (exceptions are being made for Marvel-comic-muses), and I personally love to include simple icons into my replies. However, I will also adapt and sometimes not use icons - you are very welcome to decide upon whether you want to use some or not. I use small text, but other than that, I don't format my replies much. You are welcome to format as much as you desire to, I simply won't adapt to your style. If you, for any reason, need me to keep my posts as 'regular text' to make it easier for you to read, please tell me and I will totally do that for you. I usualy write quite long replies and prefer multi-para. I only do shorter things rarely and mostly for crack / casual interactions. Please do not reply to my multi-para with a single sentence - you do not need to match my sometimes insane length by any means, but please give me something to work with.

Concering drama / communication: I am not here for drama of any kind, whether it might be personal drama or Marvel / MCU drama. I write with who I want to write, I use whatever FC I want to use, and I have the right to (soft-)block whoever I want to for any given reason. I won't allow rude anons to slide into my askbox; Any kind of rude anon ask will be deleted on sight.

Regarding shipping: I love shipping, I'm not going to lie about it. However, I am also here for all the platonic ships of any kind. I prefer to write M/M ships and for some personal favorite ships of mine I might even do some insta-shipping, but I also prefer to have chemistry lead to our muses to get close to each other. F/M ships have to develop over time, the chemistry has to be perfect, and will, most likely, rarely happen - so don't expect your muse to be shipped with mine unless the chemistry works. I'm sorry about that, but this is for my personal comfort. It's nothing against your muse in any shape or form. Some favorite ships of mine: IronStrange and KhanStrange (yes, I like some odd ships and no, I don't care if you approve of it or not), but if the chemistry works, any ship will turn into my favorite, honestly. I do not ship Pal.mer.Str.ange. There's a reason it never worked out and I personally will never see Stephen and Christine ending up with each other in any Universe. Regarding her: My Stephen has separated himself successfully from her and does not run after her anymore, doesn't matter much at which point of his timeline an RP is going to happen (there's exceptions, of course - the closer to the 'beginning' of Dr. Strange's origins, the more likely he is to still have feelings for her).

About the mun: Hi, you can call me L., she/her/they/them, I am 34 years old, married and mother of two cats. I am honestly just a bean; My rules might come across as a bit strict or written in a very serious manner, but I myself am just a wrinkly potato that's screaming way too much about favorite fandoms and ships and I am awkward as hell. I promise I am actually nice, just very cringe at times (lol), so if you want to contact me, feel free (especially when we are mutuals; I might not answer non-mutuals asking 'do you want to RP?'-inquiries because those make me slightly uncomfortable… :'D)

[substituted-shinigami]

We… We have a lotta fun here xD

Channel Update!!!

Hello Everyone!!! Despite the, uh…rather silly presentation, I really have been working super hard on some fanworks in the background, and now I’m proud to finally present to you the ��We Can’t All Be Winners” Fall Season Schedule! Plus I've got some previews for you to boot!!!

Let’s take a look!

"We Can’t All Be Winners" Fall Season Schedule plus FAQ and Previews!!!

(this post is already kinda long, (and is about to get a lot longer) so I put the rest underneath a tag xD)

October

Oct. 7th - Tiger Robe (fanfiction, renruki & Ichigo, hurt/comfort)

Oct. 14th - Three Times I Dreamed of You (fanfiction, renruki, some angsty longing but also fluff)

Oct. 21st - Who is Ichigo? (Karakura Gang Comic!)

Oct. 28th - Night Scare, Morning Care (fanfiction, renruki, hurt/comfort)

November

Nov. 4th - Double Feature! Bleach Book Club - Letters From The Other Side (light novel overview) + Roommates Assemble (Rukia & Ichigo + Karakura Gang drabble + fanart)

Nov. 11th - Bubble Tea (fanfiction, renruki + Yoruichi, slice of life, fluff)

Nov. 18th - Peaceful Day, Peaceful Night (fanfiction, renruki, fluff)

Nov. 25th - Commercial Break - Pocket Renji (Comic/fake ad)

December

Dec. 2nd - Bloodlines - Learning to Breathe (L2B) Prologue & Ch. 1 (multi-chapter fic, renruki, hurt/comfort, some angst, some humor)

Dec. 9th - L2B Ch. 2

Dec. 16th - L2B Ch. 3

Dec. 23 - L2B Ch. 4

Dec. 30 - L2B Ch. 5 & Epilogue

And that’s it! Yeah, Ichigo wasn’t kidding, it really is mostly just RenRuki fanfiction, haha!😅 Now I'm sure you all have some questions like: Wait…What is this?! Why is this?! How is this?! When is this?! And Where is this?! And I'll do my best to answer them in the FAQ below!

FAQ

Wait…What is this?!?

“We Can’t All Be Winners” or “WCABW” started out as an anthology series of RenRuki one-shots I started back in January. It contains a handful of stories featuring Renji, Rukia and occasionally others, and puts them in different scenarios, some of them canon-compliant and some of them in alternate universes. Originally, I planned to write and post one story a month, but I quickly fell behind. So I took a break and reassessed and decided to try posting in “seasons” instead. So now it’s a season of weekly uploaded fanworks to be posted from October to December, and will feature a variety of Bleach related content such as fanfiction, fanart, fan comics, bleach light novel overview, and, when I’m able to write one, a multi-chapter fic. All the fanfiction will be available on both Tumblr and AO3, but the rest will only be available on Tumblr (sorry!). Once this season is completed, I will mark the AO3 work as “completed”, and if I can do this again next year, I will start a new one!

Why is this?

Like most people, I originally planned to create and post fanworks whenever I finished them. However, I eventually found keeping up with a social media account stressful. Something about it makes you feel like you need to post all the time, even when no one else is pushing you. So I thought, hey, why not have a season! That way I have a predetermined end goal AND I don't feel like I gotta post outside of it! Plus if I feel like I need to just step away for a break (which I will most likely be doing once the queue starts running), it won't affect it since everything is already queued! So yeah, that's the idea behind it.

How do you plan to post this on AO3? It doesn’t have a queue system!

Yeah, that is a problem. My current plan is to have a tab open for each story/chapter I need to post, and then will just press the button to post it on the day it’s due to come out (or within 24 hrs). This will probably mean that the Tumblr post will link back to the table of contents of WCABW on AO3 rather than the chapter itself, so I would like to apologize for that in advance. I’ll try to fix it whenever I am able, or at the latest, when I become socially active on Tumblr again.

When is this?

Every Saturday from October 7 to December 30th at 11 am EST here on Tumblr, and within 24 hrs (either before or after) on AO3 (I'll try to make it before, but life happens sometimes). Now obviously this is no real substitute for the Bleach anime, not even close! But Saturdays were already a convenient day to post, so I thought, "Hey, why not?!" And just pushed the joke all the way!!!

Where is this?

Right here on Tumblr and on AO3 (links provided). On AO3, the one-shots will be posted under the We Can’t All Be Winners anthology series of one-shots that's already on there (if you haven't seen it yet, why not check it out? It already has some of my other one-shots on there!) The multi-chapter fic will have its own posting.

I have some questions/comments/concerns!

No problem! My ask box is always open! Now to be honest, I will be on break starting in early October, but I'll answer any I don’t see before then when I am able/get back! Also, if you are a part of the RenRuki discord, I may be checking in there from time to time even while on break.

And that’s it! Thank you all so much for reading this needlessly long and very silly announcement for Bleach fanworks of all things! To thank you for making it to the end, I added some previews for some of the upcoming works!! I hope you all enjoy!!! xD

PREVIEWS!!!

(Note: works are subject to minor changes)

Three Times I Dreamed of You

Chapter Summary:  Nightmares are always terrible. But they are made even worse when you aren’t even able to talk to the person that they are about. (RenRuki, some angsty longing but also fluff)

"Rukia!"

Renji awoke with a start, sweat dripping down his brow. He whipped his head around wildly, as he mopped off his forehead with his sleeve. He was alone, utterly alone. Quickly he reached out with his spiritual pressure to feel hers, his heart pounding loudly in his ears. Finally, he found her, a tiny cold gust on a frigid winter night. It felt so impossibly far away, but… it was enough. Renji left the Eleventh Division barrack's dorm and climbed on top of the roof to feel it better.

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Tiger Robe

Chapter Summary: While shopping with Ichigo in the World of the Living, Rukia finds a tiger print robe that reminds her of someone from her past. (renruki & Ichigo, hurt/comfort, Starts out in the Soul Society Arc, but then jumps around a couple of times)

“Okay, we're here,” Kurosaki Ichigo began as they entered the clothing store, “The women’s section is in the back.  If you need clothes, I don’t mind buying you a set or two, so can you just please stop stealing Yuzu’s?!? She’s starting to get suspicious…” But Rukia wasn't listening to him. Instead, she was looking around the store, completely enthralled.

“Woah! This is incredible!” Rukia replied with wonder, as her wide eyes flitted from one brightly colored clothing display to the next, “And you can afford such garments on your allowance alone?” Ichigo raised an eyebrow at her in response.

“Yeah…? It’s just a cheap department store, Rukia.”

“Incredible…” she muttered to herself again as she continued to look around the huge, lively store with a mixture of awe and nervousness. Several people passed them by, chatting as they filed in or out of the entrance, and loud music played on the speakers overhead. 

This is nothing like the open markets that sold only rags in Inuzuri, she thought, And once I got adopted by the Kuchiki Clan, the tailors came to me. I don’t think I’ve been to anything even resembling a regular clothing store since the Academy. There is too much choice! What should I…?

Rukia could feel Ichigo’s concerned eyes on the back of her neck. Quickly, she stood up straighter, and turned towards him.

“You said, I could get whatever I wanted, right?!” she asked with a devilish grin. Ichigo sighed heavily as if he was immediately regretting both this decision and his entire existence. He scratched the back of his head.

“Within reason! I’m not rich, you know," he scowled, "You can get one everyday outfit and one sleepwear, that’s it!” With that, he set off across the store.

“Ah! You're so stingy, Ichigo!” Rukia teased as she followed after him.

“Keep talking smack, and I’ll make you shop in the children’s section!”

“I might anyway,” Rukia mused, as they passed by a pair of child’s pajamas with bunnies on them, “children’s clothes have nicer prints.”

“Whatever,” Ichigo replied, “Wear what you want when you sleep, but when you are out and about, try to wear typical 'teen clothes'. Otherwise people might get the wrong idea when we are walking together.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Rukia dismissed with a wave of her hand. As they continued walking along on their way to the back of the store, passing from the children's section into the men's, Rukia’s eyes were caught by a brightly colored robe. Turning towards it, she felt taken aback when she beheld the largest, tackiest tiger print bathrobe she had ever seen. Suddenly, she felt like she was thrown back over forty years…

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Bubble Tea

Chapter Summary: Relaxing is difficult when you are so used to fighting. Now that the Winter War is over, Rukia and Renji shoot the breeze and talk about the future. (renruki + Yoruichi, slice of life, fluff, During the Fullbringer Arc timeskip)

“Hmmm… Getting to know you without the fangs of death constantly nipping at our heels feels…weird,” Rukia commented suddenly, and a little too casually, one day as she sipped her bubble tea. Renji coughed in surprise. That or he got another tapioca pearl stuck in his throat, Rukia wasn't too sure.

“H-Huh?!" he spluttered, after he had finally begun to recover. 

"Well, think about it," Rukia continued, as she settled her cup down beside her upon the park bench. She began to list things off on her fingers, “First it was surviving in Rukongai, then Aizen's betrayal, and then the Winter War. Whenever we were together it felt like our lives were in constant mortal danger. That it was us against the world. But now…now there’s no real threat.”

"Oh yeah…" Renji agreed, looking up to the sky in thought, "I guess, you're right…huh." 

“Yeah," Rukia went on as she picked up her cup again, "The only other time it was seemingly this peaceful was when we were separated."

At that, Renji was silent for a moment, before asking quietly, "Kind of makes you wonder whether or not we're cursed, huh?" Rukia turned to look up at him, but Renji continued to stare up at the sky. 

"If we are cursed," she began slowly, "then whoever made it, absolutely sucks at making curses,"  Renji quirked an eyebrow at her as she turned back towards her tea, "Curses are meant to make you the most miserable, but despite the dangers, I'm always more miserable when we're apart." Renji stared at her wide-eyed as she went back to sipping her tea. 

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Learning to Breathe

Story Summary: Turns out purple eyes and short stature aren’t the only things that run in Hisana’s family, illness does as well. As Rukia and Renji try to help each other navigate through this new storm in their lives, will they remember to take time to breathe? (multi-chapter fic, renruki, hurt/comfort, some angst, some humor, Post TYBW, Rukia gets the same disease that killed Hisana. (Bloodlines AU))

Here’s a scene from chapter 1:

I faced an execution. I faced an espada's blade. I even faced a man who could literally murder me with fear. And yet, tiny medical needles are too much for me? You are utterly ridiculous, Kuchiki Rukia…  Rukia thought glumly to herself, as she laid in bed one chilly morning before yet another doctor’s appointment. She began chuckling wryly, I've heard the pen is mightier than the sword, but I think the medical needle might be mightier still. 

Rukia stared up at her bedroom ceiling, the sound of the room's clock ticking loudly in her ears. She'd been laying there for hours as sleep frustratingly eluded her. Sighing, she tried rolling over and closing her eyes again, but she couldn't shut out the anxious thoughts that plagued her mind.

I really hope today’s tests don’t have them. If I can’t get through these appointments without stressing out everytime I see one, then I’ll never convince him that he can rest, because I’ll be okay. That it will all be okay in the end. Hopefully…

Suddenly, Rukia’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the alarm on her soul pager going off. Again. Rukia’s hand shot out, flipped the infernal device open, and managed to press the snooze button for the third time that morning without even looking at it. She went back to staring up at the ceiling.  

Guess I better get up now, huh? Can't keep putting it off, after all… My friends, my brother, and…Renji… they’re all so worried about me, so I can’t… I can’t be weak… I must be strong for them.

Rukia sighed, her stomach already all up in knots. Taking a deep breath to center herself, she forced herself to sit up. As she looked out her bedroom window towards the sky, she saw that it was pitch-black, that even the stars were blocked out by clouds. 

Hmmm… Looks like a storm is rolling in too… Figures…

Rukia slowly pushed off her blankets and got up to search for her clothes. She thought about just wearing her black shinigami uniform, but she already knew neither her third seat nor her escort were going to let her go back to work this afternoon. Speaking of her escort…

Rukia left her room, a neatly folded dark blue kimono tucked underneath her arm, and approached the door of the guest room next to hers. She lifted her hand to knock, but paused.

I could just leave without waking him… she thought briefly, Let him sleep in. Gods know he needs it. That way, when I make it through the appointment on my own, he’ll see he has nothing to worry about! But she quickly shook herself. No! No, I don’t do that anymore! I don’t just run away... I talk about it. We talk about it. And even if we can’t figure it out, we still do even that together. Rukia took a deep breath, glared resolutely at the door, and knocked.

“Oi, Renji, you awake in there?” She heard what sounded like a groan to the affirmative. “Okay, just so you know, we’ve got to leave in an hour.”

“Mhmm… Yup. I got you,” he responded groggily. This was soon followed by the sound of very fast shuffling, a very loud bang, an almost as loud curse, and then more shuffling. Rukia raised an amused eyebrow at that.

“You good in there? All your limbs still present and accounted for?”

“Ha ha. Very funny. And yes, I’m fine. Thanks so much for your concern.”

“Of course!” Rukia smirked. However, the heavy feeling inside her soon dragged the corners of her lips back down. She took another deep breath. Here we go… "Oi, Renji…" she began quietly, "If you are too tired, it's okay, y'know? It's like I said before, it’s basically just a long doctor's appointment. I'll…I’ll be okay going by myself." 

At that, Rukia heard the stomping sound of footsteps coming rapidly towards her, followed by the shoji door immediately sliding open with a sharp bang. Renji looked rather frazzled, with his sleeping robe half hanging off of his shoulder and his hair loosely pulled into a messy braid. He also looked rather cute…at least until he started shouting.

“WHAT? NO! OF COURSE I'M COMING WITH YOU, IDIOT!”

“QUIET, RENJI! ARE YOU TRYING TO WAKE UP THE ENTIRE HOUSEHOLD WITH YOUR RACKET?!?”

"You are way louder than me!" Renji replied in his terrible attempt at a whisper, "In any case, don't try to change the subject like that. You are downplaying it again, I know it. They are running medical tests today too, and I know those tend to make you nervous.” He managed to actually say that last part quietly. Then he smiled at her, “We're in this together, ya?" His lips might have been smiling, but Rukia saw his eyes. He was exhausted. She felt her heart lurch into her throat.

"Ya, well…don't go overdoing it, okay?" Rukia told him firmly as she fixed his robe for him, but her fingers lingered on his shoulder. Renji placed his hand over hers.

"Hmph… As if I could ever do too much for you… I'm fine, Rukia, really. Go get changed."

"Okay…" she murmured quietly, looking down. However, her face must have betrayed her troubled thoughts, because when she tried to remove her hand from his shoulder, Renji held it firm. She looked back up at him and he tilted his head down closer to hers.

"I love you~" he whispered to her in a cheeky sing-song voice with that toothy grin of his. He was clearly trying to lighten the mood, to make her smile or push him off and call him a dork, but instead Rukia felt her heart, already firmly lodged in her throat, leap even higher into her mouth.

“I know…” she barely got out, “I know Renji, but…”

“Uh uh. No ‘buts’, Ru. Go ahead and take your bath. I’ll see you in an hour, alright?” He winked and let go of her hand as he cheerfully went back into the guest room, closing the door behind him. 

Rukia, on the other hand, just stood there, staring at the floor.

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And that's it for the previews! If you somehow made it all the way to the end, thanks so much for reading! The "We Can't All Be Winners" Fall Season starts next week! Hope to see you there!

[simthorium]

this is getting silly

hello! i make one of these posts once a year, it seems. sometimes once every two years!

i have been playing this family since TWO THOUSAND AND FIFTEEN. that is almost TEN YEARS. i have had over 100 descendants from my first legacy heir, Joseph, and that's not to mention those sims' partners, exes, friends, and other playables along the way. the point of this whole thing originally was to get to generation 10 and i am SOOOO close! i love writing stories for this family, but i am always extremely far behind because playing them is much more fun than writing them.

in the story, we've got generation 8 starting to age up into toddlers and children, but in game generation 9's oldest is already a teenager! so i'm quite behind. but fear not, because i have been keeping meticulous notes on the storylines for the past 8 months since i stopped updating this blog. i am going to be loading the queue with over 250 posts to catch up to where i'm currently at in game, and hopefully be able to catch up within a matter of months.

truthfully, i do all this for me :) i love playing and writing and documenting this family. it's my #1 favorite hobby. it's cool that people have been following along but really this is just the easiest way for me to keep track and revisit my favorite sim family memories.

generation 10 will probably be here in a few months and i honestly have no idea what the HELL i will do after that. keep going for another 10 years, maybe? i'm not sure. i hardly play any other sims except for the ones attached to my gigantic Zarro family tree.

it's just been so fun doing this large-scale project, learning more about the sims 2, and cultivating relationships with the most gigantic sims family i've ever created. if you're along for the ride, that is so nice and cool, and i hope you enjoy <3

[browneyesandhair]

Hey! It's ya girl! May Edition

I got no chill and a large obsession with a lot of things. So this year, I'm tracking it! Okay, so this year, is the year of recs! (you may have seen some of my posts, but I also have an extensive queue, so maybe not (check out the #recs on my page)). Actually on time since it's June (my birthday month! Here we go!)

Anyways, I've created a collection for this year overall and then also for each month! Let's check out May's stats -

Works read (&finished): 41

Fandoms (top 8):

1 - Harry Potter: 22

2 - Teen Wolf: 11

3 - Bridgerton: 4

4 - DCU: 1

5 - Star Trek: 1

6 - The Flash: 1

7 - Batman: 1

8- Young Justice: 1

The rest didn't make the first drop down section of AO3, so oh well! Let's check in on relationships (top 8):

1 - Harmony: 8

2 - Sterek: 8

3 - Dramione: 6

4- Polin: 4

5 - Tomione: 3

6 - Drarry: 2

7 - Harry Potter/Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley: 2

8 - Stydia: 2

A little more than a handful of recs were reread/added to the list this month:

Harry Potter:

Turn by Saras_Girl

Summary:

One good turn always deserves another. Apparently.

The Commoner's Guide to Bedding a Royal by olivieblake

Summary:

Objectively speaking, Hermione Granger knows Britain has a monarchy, just as she knows Prince Draco (the grandson of the current King of England) is probably off somewhere living his royal life in total unrelation to hers. Seeing as she isn't delusional, she doesn't really expect to be his friend. She doesn't expect anything that comes after, either. Dramione, modern royalty AU. COMPLETE.

Teen Wolf:

Hemingway Can Suck It by orphan_account

Summary:

“For those of you who just transferred into this class or simply decided that day one wasn’t important enough to attend, I’m Professor Hale. Welcome to English 346, The American Novel.” Stiles is pretty sure his mouth is hanging open right now and that his eyes are wide with shock, because holy fuck, he thinks he knows why his students transferred. Hell, if he was still an undergrad, he probably would have transferred, too. (Or: In which Stiles is a Biology professor and Derek thinks he's a student.) Note: French translation by the lovely enso-infinite now available (link inside)!

Safety in Silence by Survivah

Summary:

It's perfectly understandable. Even Derek wouldn't want to be Derek's soulmate.

Star Trek:

Leave No Soul Behind By whochick

Summary:

If you're Starfleet, you spend your whole life wishing you never see an EPAS uniform right up until the moment they become your only hope. Whether you're dying a slow, cold death in space, or a long painful one on some godforsaken planet, they're going to come for you. So count your last breaths, son, and hold on tight. They leave no soul behind. EDIT: Amazing trailer made by Тигр Бумажный :http://youtu.be/9mn8Cxju070

Batman / Superman:

ship-to-ship combat by pomeloquat

Summary:

Clark, in an attempt to make some spare cash, unintentionally stumbles into the world of superhero fanfiction, becomes a prolific writer for Gotham's OTP, and tries his best to fend off rival fans who want him to convert to superbat instead.

Alright, that's all folks (mostly), for fun, here are the top 8 additional tags from the stories that I read in May:

PWP: 7

Romance: 6

Smut: 6

AU: 5

AU - Canon Divergence: 5

Angst: 4

Time Travel: 4

Au - Soulmates: 4

And, that's all folks (for real this time)!

[palettekeen]

Huge congrats, everyone! 🎉 Our winning celebration is Palette Field Month / Palette Advent Calendar (30 Days of Prompts)! I've been busy behind the scenes crafting all the palettes, and they're currently being loaded up to post daily. Get ready for a month of colorful inspiration with our prompt themes: (1) Evocative Landscapes & Atmospheres, (2) Character Concepts & Inner Worlds, and (3) Mysterious & Abstract Spaces & Aspirations! On a slightly different note regarding the upcoming Palette Field Month / Advent Calendar: I wanted to mention the hex codes I've been experimenting with in the palette posts. While I hoped they were helpful, I've realized that including them is unfortunately taking a significant toll on my time and frankly, making the process less enjoyable for me. So, the palettes already in the queue with hex codes will be the last of those. Moving forward, it'll be back to the simpler (color name) format to keep things efficient and sustainable for me. Thanks for understanding!

Hey everyone! Mod GS here 👋 Just wanted to pop in and send a massive thank you to each and every one of you who has followed us. Your support means the world! ❤️ We've recently hit a fantastic milestone of over 5800 followers, and we're so incredibly grateful for your engagement, your enthusiasm, and for being such an amazing community.

To celebrate this awesome achievement with you, I wanted to put up a poll asking how you'd all like to commemorate it! This could be from;

[anarchopuppy]

Hi, it’s me, Pops

So, as you may have noticed, shit still sucks. I’m still unemployed thanks to the pandemic, and still don’t qualify for unemployment for some esoteric reason. Being autistic, I have a pretty awful work history, since most capitalists just don’t value my work as much as other folks’ - so that’s also adding on to my difficulty finding a job

Ideally, I want to avoid finding another capitalist job altogether and just focus my time on mutual aid and direct action in my community (for reference, I usually volunteer up to 24 total hours per week at the Free Store and at least a few more hours with Bham Mutual Aid, AL Books to Prisons, and other miscellaneous stuff) - you know, the kind of work that actually matters and makes the world a better place. But making the world a better place just isn’t valued by our current society as much as driving fast food to people’s houses, so I can’t pay my bills like that right now

Knowing that this situation is likely to continue, and hoping that I can make running this blog and doing mutual aid more sustainable, I’m not going to keep asking for ko-fi donations almost every month like I have been. I want something less intrusive to my followers and more consistent. So, I’ve made a patreon

If just 10% of my followers gave $1 a month, or if 1% gave $10 a month, combined with a couple other options I have available to me, I’d be able to pretty consistently pay my bills while also focusing my energy on the struggle. That would be ideal, but any amount of support I can get through this would be massively helpful

I'm not going to put anything like my offer to connect people to local movements behind a paywall, I don’t want to restrict anything like that that could help people, so my options for perks are kinda limited. Right now, if you pledge any amount I'll signal boost pretty much anything you want within reason (art, gofundme, political posts, commission info, fanfiction, shitposts, etc) to this blog once for every month you subscribe. These posts won’t interrupt my usual queue and will be tagged “#patron boost” for anyone who wants to avoid them. I'm open to hearing any ideas for other perks, and will keep looking for anything else I can offer whenever possible

Thank you so much for reading! I massively appreciate any support I get, no matter how small. And sharing this post would also be a huge help. Love you guys

[andiatas]

Okay no, I'm throwing in my two cents here because anon this is not it. Earlier today I was kind enough to give you the benefit of the doubt that you were just upset because your stuff hadn't gotten reblogged (yet, our queue for DailyBenophie currently has over 40 posts in it & it's constantly growing because I'm adding to it daily) however you've crossed a line.

"They post their own edits when it's supposed to be a communal blog"

You don't seem to understand the purpose of a daily/source/thematic blog. The purpose is to be one spot where you can find content & news about that specific topic. Content means reblogging others' posts but also taking edit/gif set requests from followers & creating original work for the blog (this in part means reblogging one's own work). If you check other blogs like DailyBridgerton, DailyKanthony, DailyEloise, I can guarantee you they function just the same as we do.

"a communal blog with affiliates who don't have the same posting privilege or audience as that blog owner"

Once again, you don't seem to understand the purpose of a daily/source/thematic blog or how they function. DailyBenophie has three affiliates, you can find them in the sidebar of our website. Affiliates purely mean that we have each other linked on our websites, that's it.

Also, something that you seem to have misunderstood is that DailyBenophie isn't run by just one person. There are three people behind the blog; me (the owner & founder), Cata (who is my co-admin) & Jess (who is a member). If you check the website you can clearly see that on the sidebar but if you're in-app you can see which of us three are posting because our icon is shown next to DailyBenophie's icon.

"that just feels demeaning to people who have slogged for like decades in the fandom and are now only having their time in the sun. It's just a blog recently put together"

I've been on Tumblr since 2012. I started DailyBenophie on April 8, 2023 (you can see this on our website). I ran the blog all alone until June 2024 when Cata & Jess joined the team. You're clearly confusing me & DailyBenophie with someone or something else but please do not insult my work like this - it's not a good look for you.

"features mostly people who are pulled in by the Netflix show [...] kinda ridiculous considering all us old-timers out there [...] people like you who spend time and effort on events consistently etc not some people creating a blog and reblogging stuff because it's current"

First of all, see the point above. Or better yet, check Ash's archive & you can see that I have personally been involved with the Bridgerton fandom since 2021. Once you've done that, check DailyBenophie's archive & tag navigation because there you'll see how consistently me, Cata & Jess have been posting plus you'll see that we have a lot of posts dedicated purely to the book.

"I'm not trying to be gross to you or them and I am so sorry you got anon hate there."

Hun, don't insult my intelligence like this.

"to see people take over the fandom without realising and raise their mutuals as gods in the tags"

Bestie, I'm holding your hand & I will say this very, very slowly... DailyBenophie hit 400 followers two days ago, we're not taking over the fandom no matter how much you or "the other anon" are clutching your pearls over it.

----

Cata already mentioned it in her rant but the tags we track to find Benophie content are mentioned 1. In our blog bio, which can be accessed both in-app & on the website, but also 2. In our pinned post, which also can be accessed both in-app & on the website. You can't miss it, they're right there & please use them in the future if you want us to see your post.

However, as Ash mentioned in the previous ask, I have spent hours trawling the tags to find Benophie content. If I were to rely solely on the tags that we track to fill up the queue, then the blog would have been dead months, if not years ago. I've been scouring my own archive & other people's archives, going back to 2020 & probably even further back than that, to dig up content for this blog. I also have a routine of checking the "related posts" feature every single night to find new posts to add to the queue.

Do your homework before you start piping up. I've been here for over a decade, DailyBenophie has been here for almost two years now, majority of our posts are other people's stuff & I sure as h*ll are not gatekeeping the fandom by only reblogging new stuff or stuff by a selected few.

https://www.tumblr.com/dailybenophie/775561452646006784/for-us-the-theme-of-the-season-is-really-about?source=share

They post their own edits when it's supposed to be a communal blog with affiliates who don't have the same posting privilege or audience as that blog owner.

Also you saying it's basically the beating heart of the fandom like that just feels demeaning to people who have slogged for like decades in the fandom and are now only having their time in the sun. It's just a blog recently put together and features mostly people who are pulled in by the Netflix show which is not a criticism btw. Seeing new people join the fandom and seeing others call them the backbone of the fandom is kinda ridiculous considering all us old-timers out there. People who are the backbone are people like you who spend time and effort on events consistently etc not some people creating a blog and reblogging stuff because it's current. I'm not trying to be gross to you or them and I am so sorry you got anon hate there. It's just kinda annoying to see people take over the fandom without realising and raise their mutuals as gods in the tags because I worry we start going into Cassandra Clare territory then

I know I said to wasn’t going to say anything else but

Those who run the blog have been in the fandom as long as I have.

The blog is just gaining in popularity as more people have started to help. It was ran by someone on their own for a while over a year ago… so to say it’s recent is bullshit.

Yes it’s a communal blog but people can still share their own things.

Does this mean I can’t share the stuff I do for benophie week since that is a communal blog?

I never said it was the “beating heart” i said it was the true home because at the moment to me, over here on Tumblr, they are.

They created an event for Valentine’s Day for us to enjoy and share in, they posted a lot of things following the event. So it’s not just me who does this for the fandom…

I’ve got no idea what the Cassandra Clare territory is but alas anon, respectfully, you bringing it up… doesn’t help.

If you’ve things you want them to look at, to share, tag them! Seriously… if they can’t see it, they can’t share it.

And NOW in not saying anymore cause I’ve a teething 1 year old and I’m too tired for this.

[kylorengarbagedump]

Defy Your Authority: Chapter 1

Read on AO3. Part 2 here.

Summary: You’re a Lieutenant, stationed on Orinda. You’re content with your trustworthy crew, but issues with a certain ship (spoiler alert: it’s the TIE silencer) end up trapping you on the Steadfast, instead. Your relationship with Kylo Ren isn't how you left it. How many more messes can you stand to clean?

(Yes, this is the sequel to Fix Your Attitude.)

Words: 4500

Warnings: None. Yet.

Characters: Kylo Ren x Reader

A/N: Umm... hi!! I don't have much to say other than I'm very excited to post this, and I really hope you enjoy it! I love you all so much. I'm genuinely lucky and grateful to have you in my life.

You weren’t ready.

Since the alert had come in that the First Order would be sending a transporter to Orinda, your hands had been jittery. There’d been no indication, no hint as to what your team should be expecting when they arrived. In the four months since you’d arrived at the fuel post, you hadn’t received a single visitor from the brass.

“Hey, Chief.” 

The voice called you as you were chest-deep in a pile of fuel-cells. Grunting, you wrenched yourself free, patting the reactor dust from your uniform. Certainly there was some in your hair, too. 

“Hey, hi Tonis, what’s up?” You tried to restrain your anxiety to the perimeter of your mind. “Can, uh, can I help you?”

Tonis, your third engineer, sighed, wrangling his hands together as he looked to the ground. “Do you know what’s going on with this transport unit arriving?” His thin lips twisted in a frown. “They’re saying that they might be shutting the post down.”

“Oh, jeez.” You shook your head, grabbing a rag from the terminal and wiping your hands. “No, no. Nothing like that. I’m sure.”

“Okay,” he said. “Good. I really, really, really don’t want to be moved. Again.”

Grimacing, you looked at your reflection in the terminal facade. “I know.”

“Orinda’s really great,” he said. “All the different ships we get to work on. And it’s so quiet. And our team is so great--”

“I know.” You mussed your hair, as if shoving dirty fingers through it would improve its appearance. Incredibly, it did not. “They’re only sending three people. I’m sure it can’t be that big of a deal.”

“But that’s the thing!” he said. “Don’t you think that a transport unit with only a few passengers must be here for something super-official?”

Your chest seized, and you cleared your throat, turning back to him. 

“Maybe.” You ignored the hot burn of your cheeks. “Guess we’ll see when they get here.” 

The terminal blipped, a familiar pattern that indicated the atmosphere had been breached. It’d been awhile since you’d felt like you had the power to summon anything of importance with a single thought. The reminder tweaked your heart. 

“Or… I guess we’ll see now.”

Tonis squealed, running through the post. “Hey! Hey guys! The First Order’s here! The First Order’s arrived!”

Sighing, you looked into the terminal again. Four months hadn’t changed your appearance too much. Not that it mattered. Or it might. But you wouldn’t worry about it. Only a little.

You steeled your nerves and walked out of the hangar into the dusty outcropping of the fuel outpost. Flat land stretched for miles in diameter from your station, a rolling pitch of blue mountains in the far distance, the wind whipping across the plains, rustling the dry grass. Shielding your eyes with a hand, you gazed up and spotted the transporter, a blooming black spot in the cloudless sky, quickening the pace of your pulse with every passing second.

It was just a transporter. He wouldn’t be on it. There was nothing to freak out about.

Tonis had gathered the rest of your massive crew--all three of them, him included--and they surrounded you, faces taut with anticipation.

“What do you think it is, Chief?” That was Mirna, your second engineer, a short, wide-set thing, with buzzed hair and a gruff voice. “You think they’re shutting the place down?”

“She already said she doesn’t think it’s that,” Tonis replied.

“Well, yeah, but then, why are they just sending three people?” said Lin, your mechanic. 

“There’s plenty of reasons they could send three people,” Tonis said, as if he hadn’t just been agonizing over that very issue just minutes ago.

Mirna snorted. “Like what?”

“An announcement,” Lin said. “Maybe they’re canvassing all First Order planets.”

You nodded, chewing your cheek. “Sure. That could be it.”

“Or maybe it’s a survey!” Tonis was almost wiggling with excitement like the little nerd he was. “Does anyone else love filling out those weird surveys?”

“No, nerfherder,” Mirna teased, grinning. “Just you.”

“Could be an escort.” Lin shrugged. “Maybe they’re here to pick someone up.”

Mirna laughed. “Oh, come on,” she said. “Who in the stars could they have an interest in on this planet?”

Blood blazed your face. “It’s a mystery.”

You hadn’t told anyone since arriving what had brought you there or why you’d come. You hadn’t told them when you’d first landed that you still had the cum of the Commander of the First Order leaking out of your cunt. You hadn’t told them that just hours before, he’d held you in his arms, brought you into his mind, and shown you--with a breathless, crushing tangibility--how utterly and completely he loved you.

You hadn’t told them, either, that in the days, weeks, months following your arrival, you hadn’t heard from him at all. 

With a dying wail, the transporter hovered and landed, spitting up a ring of dust that smacked you in the face. You sputtered, wiping your eyes, the rest of your crew apparently victims too. Frowning, you crossed your arms, brow cocked as the ramp whined and descended. Something akin to fear needled your heart in the empty space between the sound of footsteps and the emergence of two Stormtroopers stomping to the ground. 

Something that was definitely fear gripped it as those two troopers were followed by a man you’d hoped to never, ever see again.

“Engineer.” General Hux had somehow lost none of his smarmy, pink-cheeked smugness--his refusal to say your name was out of petty spite at this point. And his face was just as punchable as you remembered. “I see you are, for once, prepared for our arrival.”

“What sort of facility chief would I be if I didn’t stay on top of our arrival queues?” You hid your hands behind your back to hide their quaking. “Though I believe my rank is Lieutenant, now, sir.”

“Lieutenant,” he replied, with the same amount of disdain he’d probably afford a crying child. “I imagine it’s the lack of distraction.” He smirked. “I loathe to think of the productivity you would’ve had on the Finalizer with a similar environment.”

“Oh, as do I, sir.” You offered him a gleaming smile. “I can’t imagine a punishment worse than being in your good graces.”

“Chief,” hissed Mirna. “That’s a General of the First Order. What are you doing?”

Cursing internally, you pinched yourself, stood straighter. Your team would have no idea why you felt so comfortable mouthing off to a man who, otherwise, might’ve had you thrust into the bowels of space by now--and to be honest, you didn’t have much of an idea why at this point, either. Your presumed protection was hardly a current presence in your life. 

You shook your head, wagged out your hands. “Let me try again, sir.” Clearing your throat, you continued, “General Hux, sir. To what do I owe the honor?”

Hux smirked. “As much as I hate to interrupt, Lieutenant,” he said, continuing to let the word drip with more venom than a snake ever could, “I’m here to order you to come with me onto the Steadfast.”

“The Steadfast?” Obviously the name of a ship, but not one you were familiar with. No news bulletins had made their way to Orinda in the time you’d been stationed. “Why?”

“The Supreme Leader’s TIE fighter has ceased functioning. Every engineer we’ve brought to it has failed to diagnose the issue.” His jaw tensed in real, actual reluctance. “We were at the border of the Rim, and unfortunately, I thought of you.”

You blinked. He wanted you to work on Snoke’s TIE fighter? 

And then another question: Snoke had a TIE fighter? 

“Uh…” Frowning, you glanced around at your crew. You couldn’t stand the thought of leaving them for days on end. “How long will I be gone?”

His face betrayed nothing but pure disgust. “As long as it takes you to fix a TIE fighter.” He watched as you paused in thought. “I wasn’t offering you a choice, Lieutenant. We’re leaving now.”

With that, he turned on his heels, marching up the ramp. A long, slow breath left your lungs, and you turned to your team, scanning their faces for any reaction. To your surprise, everyone but Tonis seemed rapt in excitement, eyes wide and chins wagging in awe. 

“I had no idea you were such a big shot!” Lin grinned. The other two nodded in agreement.

Blushing, you rubbed your arm in embarrassment, looking between them. “No, no,” you said. “Nothing like that.”

“You have to tell us the story, one day.” Mirna was smirking.

“Uh… Right.” You coughed. “So, hopefully I’ll only be a day or so, max,” you said. “Mirna, you’re in charge while I’m gone.”

“You got it, Chief,” she said. “Tonis, my first order is for you to please calm down.”

He shot her a glare. “Good luck, Chief!” He offered you a salute, which was both strange and unnecessary. “We’ll be thinking of you!”

Warmth spread in your chest. “I’ll be thinking of you guys, too. Don’t make too big of a mess, okay?”

“Yes ma’am!” they replied in unison--and then broke into laughter. 

You shook your head, finding yourself laughing with them. “Okay. See you guys soon.” 

Bowing your head, you trudged up the ramp into the transporter, taking a seat far away from Hux and the two Stormtroopers. You wondered why he’d bothered to bring them to a tiny outpost like Orinda, but you supposed that self-importance and paranoia knew no bounds in the higher ranks of the First Order. 

As the door closed to the transporter, your heart wrinkled. In the past few months, despite your open ache, Orinda had become your home, your crew had become something akin to your family. You hoped the issue with the TIE fighter was something stupid, like a busted hyperdrive. They were simple to repair, but most engineers wouldn’t mess with lightspeed travel--the mechanisms were so delicate that even a simple mistake could result in splitting the ship. 

The transporter rose into the air, and in seconds, it burst into the sky. A windowless cargo meant you could only imagine the faces of your crew as you disappeared into the horizon. You sighed, watching your feet as they jostled with the jerking of the ship. You weren’t sure what the Steadfast was like, but apparently Snoke had moved his operations there. Though you still had no clue what Snoke looked like, you’d never imagined him to be the type to fly--but perhaps a Supreme Leader required multiple skillsets.

The awkward ride finished without a single word being exchanged between you and Hux, which was fine by you, and possibly finer by him. When the ramp lowered, he speared you with his gaze, waiting for the troopers to exit before standing and ordering you to follow him with only his eyes.

You tromped down the ramp into the hangar on the Steadfast--it looked almost identical to the one on the Finalizer. The ceilings stretched high, like a giant’s mouth, the magnetic shields glowing teeth at the lips of the bay. Ships buzzed above you, racing in and out of their docks, the floor crowded with soldiers and officers alike. 

The rush hit you--sure, the time on Orinda had been fantastic, engaging, rejuvenating. But it would never match the thrill of working in the presence of fleets and fleets of warships, surrounded by the heady spell of urgent, prestigious labor. You sucked it through your nose, held it in your chest, unable to stop your eyes from lingering on every busted ship they saw. In the distance, a team huddled around the smoking wing of a TIE fighter--you bit your lip to prevent yourself from racing over, from tearing it apart for them.

Another thing you weren’t able to stop looking for was any hint, any presence of the Commander--but in the bay, you didn’t even catch evidence of the Command Shuttle. It was a huge assumption to guess he’d be on the Steadfast to begin with, but part of you hoped he’d trailed his precious Supreme Leader to any place he was ordered. It figured that the one time you might have been within thinking distance, he’d managed to make himself scarce. 

Another twine in your heart snapped, joining the collection that’d been unfurling since you’d departed the Finalizer. 

Yes, he’d said he would find you. You still believed him now, even. 

But really. What was taking him so damn long?

Hux led you to a wide dock toward the very front of the hangar. The crews you spotted along the way seemed detached, working without words, communicating with gestures and mirthless expressions. Tonis’ silly salute would never happen here. You frowned. The lack of thrill was worth your autonomy.

“Lieutenant.”

A snap of your head, and you blinked. You were in front of your charge. 

This TIE fighter was unlike one you’d ever seen. Instead of the flat panel wings, this one bore talons, sharp knives capable of cutting space and possibly any ship in its way. Red-paned transparisteel formed the cockpit into a muzzle, imitating an animal instead of a sphere. And it wasn’t a ball suspended on plates, but was rather tucked tight into the body of the ship, creating a seamless, dynamic transition that to you, seemed so new, so modern. It was almost--sexy? 

You looked to Hux. “Are you sure this is the one that isn’t working?” Lips parted in awe, you stepped up to it, placing a hand on the solar array. “It’s gorgeous.”

“The Supreme Leader has been unable to fly it for cycles, now,” said Hux. “I’m sure.”

“All right.” You rolled your eyes. “Got it.” 

What you needed was a post-flight report. You strode over to the nearest terminal and entered your credentials--thankfully, as a Lieutenant now, they were universal to the entire First Order system. Only one ship was logged underneath the access: TIE/vn space superiority fighter: SILENCER.

“TIE silencer?” you mumbled. “Where do they come up with these names?”

You investigated the reports in the past several cycles that detailed the attempts by engineers to get the thing working: thrusters aligned, check. Solar lines flushed, check. Refuel port cleansed, check. Heat calibration reset and replaced, check. 

And yet with each new repair--engine test: fail. 

Engine test: fail. 

Engine test: fail, fail, fail. 

Screwing your lips in thought, you landed on the post-flight report, hoping it would provide you with insight. If he knew what was good for him, Supreme Leader Snoke would be thorough.

You opened the report, and paragraphs of information flooded the screen. Your jaw dropped. Every single system had been left with a meticulously in-depth account of its status before, during, and after flight. The level of specificity contained within each sentence astounded you. It was almost unbelievable that a single person could remember this much, let alone regurgitate it with any level of accuracy. You groaned, lost in Basic.

Hux cleared his throat. “How long do you anticipate this taking, Lieutenant?” 

“As long as I--...” You stopped yourself with a grumble. It would be much easier to hear it from the tauntaun’s mouth, instead of pouring over and cross-checking every single detail. “I’m not sure, General. Is there any way I could speak with the Supreme Leader?” 

A strange, smug look passed over his face. “Certainly,” he replied. “I’ll take you.”

You blinked. That was easy. Almost too easy. “Uh… okay.”

Hux turned on his heel, clipped stride cutting through the hangar. You hadn’t been prepared to meet the Supreme Leader when you woke up this morning, but you supposed anything was possible when working for the First Order. Swallowing, you shut down the terminal, and followed him into the halls.

Returning to a Star Destroyer, in a way, felt like home--the glossy black tile passed like a familiar path beneath your feet, and you spared fleeting glances to the Stormtroopers who passed you. The halls of the Steadfast maintained their similarity to everything else on the Finalizer--though that did nothing to assuage your anxiety about the memories you’d had on that ship. Or who may or may not be on this one. 

“Do you work on the Steadfast, now, sir?” 

Hux was silent for a moment, gaze trained forward. “Yes. The Finalizer was decommissioned.”

“Wait, really?” Your heart thumped. The only datapad message you’d received from your friends had come in the first few weeks after your departure. You just assumed they’d been busy. “What happened?”

“A Resistance attack left it crippled,” he replied. “Leadership and surviving crew were transferred to the Steadfast.”

Terror seized you, your pace quickened. “Sur-surviving crew?” you asked. “Sir?” More silence. You stumbled to catch up with him, fighting the tremor in your voice. “Sir--”

“Engineers Foster and Loren were transferred to this vessel unharmed, Lieutenant.” He leered at you. “Satisfied?”

You heaved a massive sigh, hands falling to your knees. They were here. You’d have to catch up with them, soon. 

“Yes, sir, thank you--” 

By the time you’d finished, he’d already managed to make it what seemed to be fifty paces ahead of you, and you scrambled to keep up with him. 

As you did, a grey-haired man emerged from the corner in front of you both, and Hux stiffened, cursing under his breath. Raising a brow, you tried to meet this man’s gaze, only to bump into the general, who’d stopped, limbs pinned to his sides.

“Shit!” Your face burned, and you jumped back, snapping to attention. “I mean, uh, sorry, General, sir.”

The look Hux offered you was similar to one a parent might offer a simpering child. Right before they murdered that child in a fit of blind rage.

“General Hux,” said the grey-haired man. “Just the one I was looking for.” 

“Allegiant General Pryde.” Hux’s chin jutted to the ceiling. 

The Allegiant General Pryde turned his attention to you, glimpsing your uniform before meeting your eyes. “I’m afraid we’re not acquainted, Lieutenant…”

You gave your name. “Sir.” Clearing your throat, you continued, “I’m Chief of Operations on Orinda.”

“Ah.” His gaze lingered on the fuel cell filth smattering your chest. “Of course.” Something within his eyes categorized you in league with rodents--and something else within them told you he crushed rodents for sport. “Interesting.” His attention whipped back to Hux. “General. Regarding the Council meeting…”

“I plan to present the Supreme Leader with my plan, sir.”

“I know you do,” Pryde replied, “but you failed to run it by me.”

Hux’s jaw tensed. You wished you were anywhere other than this extremely awkward hallway meeting that had absolutely nothing to do with you.

“Forgive me, Allegiant General,” Hux said, “but I didn’t think a basic unit efficiency research required your approval.”

“Everything requires my approval, General,” he said. “Lest we forget the errors of Starkiller Base.”

That was a low blow. You gulped. They both looked at you, and you cleared your throat again, throwing your hands behind your back. The energy radiating from Hux could be classified as skin-scorching. 

“Of course.” Hux’s tone grew tighter with each word that left his lips. “I’ll remember that next time, sir.”

“Good.” Pryde glanced between you. “What brings a facility chief from her station all the way to the Steadfast?”

“The Supreme Leader’s TIE fighter, sir,” Hux replied, still staring into the air. “She may be the only engineer capable of repairing it.”

The Allegiant General frowned. “Really. How many resources did you expend picking up a single person from a remote outpost?” he asked. “Do you not consider this to be something I should know?”

“It was a brief excursion,” he said. “I took two Stormtroopers and a single transport unit.”

“Was that unit’s excursion approved?” He circled Hux, a silvered predator, sizing up his prey. For once, you almost felt bad for the ginger bastard. “What if Resistance staged an attack while you were gone? If we needed that unit for more than a handful of bodies?”

Hux’s lips pursed, chin dimpling with tension. “I don’t know, sir.”

“And how do you think the Supreme Leader will feel knowing you acted without approval, all to retrieve a single engineer?”

Silence drifted like fog over the three of you, thickening as this grey-haired power-laden dickhead glared at General Hux. But Hux’s back had aligned, parallel to the wall, every flicker of frustration fled from his frame. The tiniest hint of a smirk curled at his mouth.

“I think he’ll be just fine with it. Sir.” Hux’s brow quirked. “We’re on our way to speak with him now, if you’d like to accompany.”

Pryde grinned, a serpent’s twist to his smile. “Your confidence has failed you in the past, General,” he replied. “Lead the way.”

You trailed behind the Allegiant General and Hux, fingers starting to quake. Now, you’d not only be meeting the Supreme Leader still smothered in space dust, you’d be meeting him accompanied by the two biggest assholes in the First Order--second only to one other, perhaps. 

Unfortunately, that particular asshole was a ghost to this ship, and there wasn’t anyone in particular you felt comfortable asking about him. If Hux had been superceded by this new jerk, the last thing you wanted was another opportunity for someone with rank greater than your own to question you about your personal relationships. 

Dread pooled in your belly. Supreme Leader Snoke did know about your personal relationship with the Commander. In fact, Snoke had been the one to insist you be his conduit, among other insulting things. You imagined him bringing it up: Ah, yes, the engineer, the distraction… and how have you been, without his cock inside of you?

You shook your head. No, it didn’t make sense for him to bring up his apprentice’s dick at your first meeting. Or any meeting, for that matter. You hoped.

The two men led you through the rest of the journey in silence, animosity prickling like durasteel barbs in the air between them. At least your own team didn’t regard you with vibrodaggers behind their backs--as far as you knew, anyway--and the realization, against the backdrop of your current situation, had you aching to leave. The discussion with the Supreme Leader would be swift and succinct; you’d get the information you needed, diagnose the problem, and be on your way back to Orinda. 

In front of you, a massive turbolift sang its arrival, blast door whirring open. You followed the two men inside, heart tingling. Maybe part of you had been hoping that your long-awaited reunion would have occurred during your time aboard--as you thought it, you tried to stymie the resentment that you’d waited this long at all. The rational part of your mind reasoned that he was a busy man, that lack of contact didn’t indicate lack of thought. 

But every other part of your mind was staving off bubbling despair. Four months had felt like four years, and you’d only grown more desperate, more anxious for his embrace--then furious that he didn’t appear to return the sentiment. 

You knew how he felt. So it didn’t make sense, then, why he hadn’t acted on it for even a single, solitary night in the past sixteen weeks.  

When the blast door opened, you crossed the threshold into an obsidian sanctuary. The floor gleamed, a black lake of glass sweeping into high ebony ceilings that twinkled with artificial stars. The only other illumination came from two enormous spheres that hung, suspended in air at opposite ends of the room, their surfaces a swirl of white-grey light, imitation suns with colorless coronas. At the far end of the room was a hovering stone throne, six dark figures crowding it in a crescent. 

Your heart stammered--you’d seen them before. In memories that hadn’t belonged to you. All of them were outfitted in clothing that seemed familiar, helmets that hid their identities, and each of them possessed a weapon meant explicitly for assassination. The only conclusion you could draw was that they were the Supreme Leader’s bodyguards. 

Whoever they were, to you, they were ominous.

The two men in front of you strode forward, and you followed, catching your reflection whispering by your shoes: your hair was mussed with evidence of engine exhaust, your uniform still glowing with smears of ionization. Internally, you cursed yourself. Yeah, this was exactly how you’d wanted to look when meeting the Supreme Leader of the First Order--like complete shit. Stomach sinking, you sidled behind them as they stood at attention. 

“Supreme Leader,” they said simultaneously.

As if on command, the wall of shadowed soldiers parted to reveal the throne. 

But no one was there.

You blinked. “Oh.” 

Hux’s head swiveled between the strangers in front of you. “Where is he?” He turned to Pryde. “These are his receiving hours--”

“Yes,” replied the Allegiant Asshole. “But perhaps he’s departed early for the Supreme Council meeting. We’d be better off--”

The turbolift doors wailed behind you, and like synchronized chronometers, you, Hux, and Pryde spun to meet the new arrival. 

Your brain went blank.

Kylo Ren crossed the shimmering sable floor in a confident stride, his robes replaced now with padded armor that clung to the contours of his powerful, thick chest, his broad shoulders covered with a hooded cape. His fists, still bound in leather, flexed at his sides--and his face... 

More beautiful, more arresting than you could have conjured in any memory, his lips still pink and plush, his nose still a long line, his hair still rolling in waves, like black silk-velvet at his shoulders. You met his eyes as he advanced, finding them guarded, resurrecting every fear and insecurity, tempering them with hidden warmth. 

“Generals.”

The voice was lightning through your limbs, its owner a perfect match to the soft baritone you’d replayed in your dreams for the past one hundred and fifty two days. All of your systems leapt to life at once: brain spinning, heart soaring, adrenaline coursing. Sweat soaked your neck, your figure thrust whole into a furnace.

“Sir!” Both bowed their heads.

Gazing at him, then, you realized what was happening. This was his throne. You were working on his TIE fighter. Kylo Ren, your lover, your obsession, your galaxy was now the de-facto leader of the actual galaxy. You weren’t in love with the First Order’s Commander, anymore. 

You were in love with its Supreme Leader. 

Shock anchored your mouth open. Your eyes welled with latent tears. You grinned in disbelief.

“Dude!” You laughed. “What the fuck!”

[murfeelee]

Simblr Asks Pt1 - TS3

I saw these questions here, and I’m in a procrastinating mood. [EDIT] Joke’s on me, I already answered these questions a few months ago and forgot all about it, JFC.

1. how big is your mods folder? I have to update my mods folder--I haven’t simmed in so frikkin long. U_U

2. how would you describe your style? Derivative. Vanilla pudding-esque. Sporadic.

3. what is your favorite challenge? I don’t do challenges.

4. do you make cc? if so, what kind? I prefer to do Decor CC, since it’s easy. When I have time, I try dabbling in functional items, but I still have a long way to go, and there’s a steep learning curve to figuring out how to do more than decorative clutter. A for CAS CC, I effing hate it, it’s so dang hard.

5. what type of cc do you hoard?  I used to only DL fanciful CC, but it’s slim pickings in these streets, so now I grab almost everything, and hope I can make it work.

6. what default eyes and skin do you use? I don’t use default skins, just the You Are Real mod. As for eyes, I use Moonskin’s.

7. how many urls have you had, and what are the meanings behind them? Only ever had one, my first name, cuz I’m creative like that.

8. who is your favorite gameplay blog? I can’t pick one.

9. who is your favorite storytelling blog? Omfg, I can’t.

10. who is your favorite cc creator? Luna! There! Leave me alooooone~!!

11. how do you edit your photos? I up the Brightness and Contrast, cuz lighting is a hot mess in The Sims, but I’m too scared to use Reshade on my busted PC.

12. what is the last screenshot you took? Top secret information, sorry.

13. what do you do when you are unmotivated? Not sim. It’s a hobby, not a job. I only play when I’m motivated to do so--the second I feel forced to play a game, that’s a problem--the whole point of games is for them to be fun.

14. who is your current favorite sim? Chile, I haven’t been able to play The Sims in months; I don’t even know which gameplay I’m gonna do once Winter Break starts. I want to continue playing with WangXian in my Untamed Gameplay, but I really need to return to Adoribull in my Dragon Age gameplay, too. And I’ve been lowkey missing Malec from my Shadowhunters gameplay. BAH!

15. who is your current favorite sim that is not by you? @solori​​’s Vidarr. Total DILF.

16. recreate someone else’s sim in your style. I did a Picrew tag like that here. [EDIT] Here’s where I realized I’d wasted an hour of my life answering a questionnaire I already frikkin did.

17. do you talk about sims with people in real life? Rarely. I knew a few TS3 & Sims City simmers IRL, but there are way too many johnny-come-lately TS4 simmers out there who think EA’s the second effing coming of Maxis when it ain’t. I can’t with them.

18. how many of the packs do you own? Very few for TS1, all of TS2 & TS3′s, and more than I expected for TS4.

19. how many posts do you have on your blog currently? THOUSANDS, jfc.

20. how many drafts do you have on your blog currently? HUNDREDS, it’s effing shameful, send help.

21. how many posts are in your queue currently? That’s a secret.

22. have you ever moved blogs? Never. I was trying to backup my stuff on Wordpress, but now that I'm back in school it’s just too much work I don’t have time for.

23. are you in any sims related discord servers? No, though I’m pretty sure there’s CC discords out there I’m probably seriously missing out on. I wouldn’t even know where to start.

24. what are your thoughts on the most recent pack? (paranormal) For a Stuff Pack, I thought it was cool! Though Bonehilda needs a effing facelift, jfc, why does her skull even look like that?

25. how many hours have you played sims?  I don’t even know. I got TS3 at launch, and play it almost religiously. Then in 2017 I got a new pc and had to migrate to Origin in order to reinstall all my stuff, and EA started tryna keep track of my play time, so I started playing only in Offline Mode. MYOFB, EA.

26. if you play gameplay, do you play with mods? All day every day.

27. what’s the farthest you’ve gotten in a challenge? I don’t do challenges; I cheat too much.

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Thanks for reading (again)!

[osamosa11]

*cough* here i am 1223423 years later as usual ... but here we go hehe (also im too lazy to deal with the font sizes i apologize in advance)

nine albums or songs I've been listening to lately x nine people I’d like to get to know better x tag game with no name

1. why did you choose your url? once when i had hopes and dreams my purpose in life was to find a miya twins enthusiast willing to twin usernames with me ... chaatsumu and osamosa because miya atsumu & osamu + samosa chaat .... but alas it never happened so now im osamosa on here and my ao3 is chaatsumu and just matching with myself like a loser /J /LH KASJDHNK

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them. my dude. i barely have one blog much less a sideblog JBHDSJKSB

3. how long have you been on tumblr? gmail says 2021!! i haven't actually posted/interacted outside of liking before this month though (it's evo's fault yall are now subjected to my presence JHBDC)

4. do you have a queue tag? i just learned how to reblog .

5. why did you start your blog in the first place? sigh i was gonna make it for fic recs when i started and then promptly abandoned it like everything else that doesnt remain in my attention span for over 5 minutes JKBHDC

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp? nan feng!!! beat up because he deserves to be bullied!!! /affectionate

7. why did you choose your header? pretty fictional people !!! bullying nan feng !!! sqx is my wife !!!!

8. what’s your post with the most notes? my sunflower fx art teehee <333 (she's at 69 votes rn actually ... we all know what that means *waggles eyebrows and then cringes*) but im so emo about him and sunflowers so it makes me v happy :3

9. how many mutuals do you have? idek how i would go about checking this but i probably have like . maybe 8 followers if that idk and i follow all of them back im pretty sure

10. how many followers do you have? refer to above hehe

11. how many people do you follow? mmm around 35?

12. have you ever made a shitpost? i shitpost on twt enough, the world wouldnt be able to handle me there and on tumblr

13. how often do you use tumblr each day? once or twice if that?

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? ive spoken to maybe 3 in total but theyve all been super super sweet <333 yall are so nice . i have been getting slandered and bullied by my friendo mi for years who also happens to be my mootie here tho someone save me /j

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts i dont think ive come across this ?

16. do you like tag games? always appreciate the opportunity to yap * nods sagely*

17. do you like ask games? once again idk what this is JKDVBSDB i know what asks are but game...?

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? basically everyone ever is more famous than me so i think all of them are hehe

19. do you have a crush on a mutual? nope!

20. what is the last song you listened to? saturn - sza is playing rn hehe

21. what are you currently watching? link click live action! also remembered the tgcf donghua exists and watched all fengqing fight scenes yesterday LOL

22. sweet/ savoury/ spicy? i love love sweet and spicy!! preference depends on my mood hehe

23. what is your current relationship status? single pringle, just as it has always been !

24. what is your current obsession? fengxinfengxin and also my oc that evo knows about teehee ACTUALLY . GO READ THEIR FIC WITH HIM IN IT RIGHT NEOWWW ITS BEAUTIFUL ITS EVERYTHING THE UNIVERSE HAS EVER NEEDED

25. what are nine albums/ songs you've been listening to lately?

good days - sza

sunflower - rex orange county

alive - kehlani

best friend - laufey

the things you leave behind - maruwhat & anthony lazaro

the ballad of lucy gray baird - rachel zegler

blue neighborhood - troye sivan

manta rays - chloe moriondo

you were good to me - jeremy zucker, chelsea cutler

@beemilo @rampagingnoble @sugisyakult pokes you with a stick (v lovingly hehe <33) if you wanna do this !!!

nine albums or songs I've been listening to lately x nine people I’d like to get to know better x tag game with no name

(thank you for the tag @lianhuajing !!)

1. why did you choose your url? uh. it was a play on "rose tinted glasses"

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them. nope!

3. how long have you been on tumblr? I think 2022? i knew about it before, just never bothered to make a blog

4. do you have a queue tag? don't kill me, what's a queue tag?

5. why did you start your blog in the first place? I had some Thoughts about Blue Lock and wanted to post meta for it

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp? uhh Flora.

7. why did you choose your header? Reo is one of my Blorbos and I just really liked that panel of him

8. what’s your post with the most notes? probably the "do you download fics" poll

9. how many mutuals do you have? about 20? i don't remember

10. how many followers do you have? 120?

11. how many people do you follow? 91

12. have you ever made a shitpost? yes. i think.

13. how often do you use tumblr each day? an hour?

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? nope

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts meh. some of them are funny i guess

16. do you like tag games? yep! it's nice interaction

17. do you like ask games? i do! but uh. it's a silent empty void here. an echo chamber, if you will.

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? i have no idea but i see @kingsandbastardz a lot in the mlc community

19. do you have a crush on a mutual? nope

20. what is the last song you listened to? 若梦 by 周深

21. what are you currently watching? i just finished The Double! probably starting on Dashing Youth next

22. sweet/ savoury/ spicy? savoury!

23. what is your current relationship status? single

24. what is your current obsession? The Double,,,,

25. what are nine albums/ songs you've been listening to lately?

若梦 by 周深

如故 by 张碧晨

如初 by 张碧晨

借过一下 by 周深

万物不如你 by 张杰

Our dawn is hotter than day by Seventeen

Hitorijana by Seventeen

my music taste is kinda...i tend to stick to a few artists...

26. tagging (no obligation to do this!) @randomingoftherandomness @good-vs-evo @chrysofightme @bbcphile

[fizzycherrycola]

Thanks to @kitaychan for the tag! ❤

1. Why did you choose your url?

There’s nothing really deep behind it. I just wanted a name that wouldn’t tie me to any online presence I’ve made before. So, I picked something out of the blue! Cherry coke is my favourite flavour of Coca Cola, followed closely by vanilla coke.

2. Any side blogs?

None for now, but I’ve thought about splitting my blog and giving all my fanfics their own separate space. A few of my mutuals have done that, and I definitely see the appeal. I might do it in the future, who knows?

3. How long have you been on Tumblr?

Since 2021. Before that, I had blogs long ago for other fandoms that I’ve lost the passwords to.

4. Do you have a queue tag?

I do have a queue, but I don’t have a specific tag for it. Should I...? Is that what I’m meant to do?

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

I wanted to engage with the Hetalia fandom and share my writing. I’m so glad I did!

6. Why did you choose your icon?

When I made my blog, I was on a vaporwave binge and loved everything that was pink and retro-ish. The roses stuck around because they remind me of Francis, my beloved. ❤

7. Why did you choose your header?

While writing my first fic, I was looking up images of Brussels at night, and this picture just had all the perfect vibes. It became my header because it kinda matches the pink-purple tones of my blog.

8. What’s your post with the most notes?

Probably that one shitpost where Wales is commanding you to “worship the dragons”. It’s ALWAYS the meme posts that get the most notes, lol.

9. How many mutuals do you have?

15 amazing folks.

10. How many follows do you have?

66, bless y’all. ❤

11. How many people do you follow?

175, but most of those are Hetalia artists that haven’t posted in 4+ months. I follow them just in case they decide to return.

12. Have you ever made a shitpost?

Yes, absolutely. I can’t imagine going through life while avoiding all its fun and nonsense. My most recent one was that GerFra bird meme. It’s trash lmao, but I thought it was a little funny.

13. How many times do you use Tumblr a day?

Maybe 3 times a day?

14. Have you ever had a fight with another blog?

No, and I never want to. I have unfollowed certain blogs based on their views, but starting drama is not something I come on Tumblr to do.

15. How do you feel about need to rb posts?

I don't usually reblog them, but I've seen people getting stressed by them. It doesn't help that most of the posts I've seen like that are very US-centered so even if I reblog them, there isn't much I can do to help.

16. Do you like tag games?

Yeah, they can be fun :)

17. Do you like ask games?

SO MUCH. I love answering my asks and wish I would receive them more frequently.

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is Tumblr famous?

I’m not sure if anyone currently active in the Hetalia fandom is Tumblr famous...? Most big names moved on a long time ago.

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

No, but I deeply admire them 💖💖💖

20. Tags

I tag... @maelerie, @rainbowfruitpastilles, @ifindus, and @needcake! No pressure, though :)

[jooyeone]

check-in tag 🌟 tagged by @jimimon @butterjiminie @calicooky @introtae @honsool thank you sm loves!!

1) why did you choose your url?

baby army who had just seen the black swan mv and whose brain was nothing but jiminswanjiminswanjiminswan for a week straight

2) any side blogs? if you have them name them and why you have them.

this blog was initially a movie/tv blog, so i just relocated at @cosimads about a month ago because i miss it 😔 i am also the proud owner of @taeminandkkoongie which is exactly what the url says and which i constantly forget about.

3) how long have you been on tumblr?

over 10 years for sure. if anyone remembers the like/reblog buttons being at the top of a post instead of the bottom... yeah, that old.

4) do you have a queue tag?

used to be just 'q' but now it's 'house of queue' bc house of cards is that song <3

5) why did you start your blog in the first place?

the earliest fandom i can remember joining tumblr for was american horror story: murder house. since then, i've been navigating all sorts of movies/tv fandoms, but kpop got me in march last year, so here we are 💘

6) why did you choose your icon?

grape jungkook my beloved + i like my editing bc he looks like a skittle <3

7) why did you choose your header?

jungkook kissing his knuckles was the primary driving force behind it

8) what’s your post with the most notes?

it's this one of jimin and joon clowning jin. rightfully so 😋

9) how many mutuals do you have?

i have no idea tbh but it does feel like i have quite a few and i love them all

10) how many followers do you have?

way more than this blog deserves

11) how many people do you follow?

so many of you follow so few people 😭 currently it's 331 for me!

12) have you ever made a shitpost?

periodically, mostly when stuff happens live <3

13) how often do you use tumblr each day?

used to be a lot more, but i'm limiting myself to checking in a couple of times a day. also these days it's almost not at all bc real life hates me

14) did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won?

nope & i intend to keep it that way

15) how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts?

depends on the cause and whether the information is easily verifiable and legit. but (and i think it was al who said this) tumblr is truly the last place i use to get my news from.

16) do you like tag games?

yep and i appreciate every single notification of being tagged in a tag game <3

17) do you like ask games?

yes!! loads!!

18) which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

hm i used to be more conscious of this back when i first joined the fandom & i've since become mutuals with some people i used to think of as 'tumblr famous' but tbh i'm really happy i'm at a point on here where none of that matters. it's just great people and pretty blogs and good vibes and jimin's cheeks. the way the lord intended 🤍

19) do you have a crush on a mutual?

i keep rotating between mutuals every now and then, like there's always this one day where i look at a friend's url and think to myself 'oh i REALLY like you wait i- 😳' and i either message them right away orrr i look at them with heart eyes from afar. lemme just give a quick shoutout to bday girl @jimimon and loml @userjiminie who are on my mind a lot these days <3

20) tags?

i'm not exaggerating when i say everyone already did this 😭 but okay even if you did do this, let me know bc i still wanna read your answers!! @butterful @userjiminie @flipthatjacketjiminie @jimindelune @kkulmoon @baekhycn @vhyunjin @sugajimin @ourownwings @minyoongislaysme @duckjinnie @springdqy @hobeah @joenns @taegiseok @floraljimin @hoseosk @eternal-bangtan @bisexualhobi @argentie @loversmore @intronnevermind

[vickysaurus]

And that’s the end of my She-Ra rewatch! After almost six months, we got there! Even beyond the joys of getting to rewatch this awesome show, this has been a ton of fun to do. It has, however, also been way, way more work than I thought it was gonna be. My screencaps folder is currently 22.2 GB in size, with 20022 pictures in it! Overall, I seem to have made about 1850 posts with them (the exact number is a little tricky to figure out since the #she-ra rewatch tag is broken, but the first post is on page 199 of my blog. Since that’s interspersed with reblogs and art and occasional non-She-Ra stuff, I figure allowing for 140 or so non-rewatch posts in there probably gets us a fairly accurate number). I started doing this basically because a little while after finishing She-Ra for the first time, I was still really into it and wanted to watch it again and share my thoughts about it. I couldn’t get a friend to rewatch it with me, though, so I was like ‘well, why not scream my thoughts into the void Tumblr?’ I’d done that with parts of Doctor Who and Steven Universe in the past, and figured it might be fun.

So I watched both parts of The Sword, taking the occasional screencap for later, and then proceeded to take a couple days to actually sit down and make some posts. I remember I had the queue publishing only five posts a day at the time. Combine that with no-one following me for She-Ra yet (how did the first of you find me anyway? Do some of you regularly tag-search Tumblr?) and many of my first posts not being very interesting if I’m honest, and things were quiet at first. I actually briefly considered stopping if no-one was interested, but by the time we got through The Sword there were usually a handful of people interacting, which was plenty. Of course, with only five posts a day, the queue filled up quickly and I was watching Princess Prom by this point. I started speeding it up a bit, then a bit more, and then I ended up having this weird system where I would set the queue to a specific number depending on how many posts were in it, but eventually I just sort of settled on ten a day.

The first three seasons went quite quickly, but season 4 was a lot tougher and slower to get through. I just found myself taking more and more screencaps (over half the total shots taken are from season 5!) and making more and more posts. I think part of it is just that there’s more to talk about and post as the show gets better, heavier, and more complex. Certainly I’m shipping trash and most of the ships really take off later on. I was probably also subconsciously being encouraged to analyse and talk a lot by all the fun discussions and notes that people left. And aside from having more to post about, the last two seasons get pretty heavy emotionally, so I wasn’t always up for watching, and I went through season 4 pretty slow. When I finished watching season 3, the live posts had only just reached season 2, but by the time I got to Corridors, they were actually only a single episode behind. But from there, I’ve been watching way faster again, drawn in by the story and the promise of the approaching end. As I’m writing this post, the live ones are way back at Save The Cat. Also I finally ran out of queue space so I’m actually having to use my drafts to keep on going.

Anyway, aside from thoughts on this project, I also have thoughts on She-Ra itself, not all of which I’ve actually talked about yet. There’s some fun series-wide stuff and parallels that we haven’t gotten to. Also I have this folder with over twenty-thousand screencaps in it sitting around, I reckon I could dig through it and find some fun shots of people making dumb faces or being gay or making dumb faces while being gay. If there’s anything specific you want me to find in it, feel free to ask. Also since most of you probably haven’t seen the season 1 posts, I figure I could have a look through them, find any fun ones, and ‘rerun’ them. All this and more, in no particular order, coming to a blog near you soon.

[linklethehistorian]

Tag Game

I saw this on @gold-pavilion‘s blog and since he didn’t know who to tag but we’re mutuals and I love tags, I decided to do it. ^-^ Making a separate post because the original chain was very long lol.

1. Why did you choose your URL?

Well, you see, the first account I ever truly made for myself online — specifically on Zelda Universe — had the username Linkle; there’s a bit of, I think, an interesting story behind that particular decision, as well, that’s more than just “it’s a random character from The Legend of Zelda”, which involves a group vote and decision made by some of the first online friends I ever had (I had borrowed a relative’s account somewhere else at the time and started interacting with people there), but I won’t go into the details for now unless somebody asks for it, because I don’t want to bore people. lol

Anyway, after making my first account on Zelda Universe to post a fairly long theory article I’d written and share my other thoughts related to the fandom, I actually became pretty decently well-known around the site for my work as a “Hyrule Historian & Theorist”. I even made the title of ZUer of the Month (essentially Member of the Month) only a few short months after joining the site, which, needless to say, I was overjoyed about.

After that, the name and title just...kind of ended up being something I stuck with — my own personal, recognizable brand, if you will — and as a result, on about 99% of the online accounts I own, my username is some kind of variation on Linkle or a reference to my being a Hyrule Historian, or both.

To be totally honest with you, this is, I think, my favorite variation on that.

2. Any side blogs? If you have them, name them and why you have them.

Oh gosh, haha... That’s a pretty long list; I actually have 12 side-blogs right now, buuut...I’ll only list 11 of them here, because one of them is currently a private one that I’m preparing for a special event in the future.

Let’s see...this is my main blog, and then there’s my four side blogs for sorting content by fandom (which I really need to start using more): @linklesbungoustrayblog, @linkles-pokeblog, @linkles-blog-attorney, and @linklesthebloggingofzelda.  My side blog for my artwork only is @linkles-art-blog, though again, I need to keep up with that more. haha I also have a blog called @linkles-historian-blog which is something I wanted to use for only blogging about and reblogging canon facts about the fandom and things that fit my personal headcanons, but I haven’t really used it much yet.

Then there are my Ask/RP blogs, @awkward-arthur-rimbaud, @awkward-paul-verlaine, and @ask-bungou-stray-dogs — the last of which I use the least and don’t really get any interaction on, but the former two of which are quite beloved to me, especially the first. I also have two other ask/RP blogs, but those also don’t really get recognized: @awkward-natural and a sort of specific offshoot of my awkward Arthur account, @pok-randou.

3. How long have you been on Tumblr?

Uhh...due to the fact that I didn’t actually post anything for many, many months after I joined, I honestly can’t recall, but I believe I joined in like...February 2018 and was completely dormant outside of organizing my page until around May or so. So, I’ve been here almost 3 and a half years now!

4. Do you have a queue tag?

No; I don’t really see the point in one, honestly. Why does it matter what’s been posted through my queue and what’s been posted live? To me, it just doesn’t — not enough to warrant an entire tag for it.

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

In some ways, that’s a bit of a loaded question that I’m not sure I can openly answer without having to worry about certain people from a different site breathing disapprovingly down my neck...hahaha....

Another reason, though, is just that I wanted to branch out more in general, and especially get to mingle with the Bungou Stray Dogs fandom, since the main site I was using before this really didn’t have any BSD fans to speak of, minus like...three people in a user base of literal hundreds of thousands.

6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp?

Remember how I mentioned earlier in this that I have a certain, specific, recognizable personal brand that I wanted to stick to when making my Tumblr? Basically, I did it because of that; my pfp is one I was most known for using back on Zelda Universe, so I decided to use it here. That kind of sucks sometimes, because I’d like to switch things up to fit my current aesthetic, but...alas, I must stick to my familiar brand. :/ Same goes for the general color aesthetics on my header and main page.

7. Why did you choose your header?

Because it matches my url and I wanted to be easily recognizable.

8. Which post of yours has the most notes?

Sadly not the one I’d like to have the highest number (most of the notes on it are actually thanks to my own reblogging while trying to get it noticed ;-;); technically, the honor of the most notes goes to this set of posts, with a grand 159 notes under its belt.

My second most popular is this artwork with 120 notes, and the third most popular is this article with 93 notes, both of which I’m very proud of for achieving those numbers when on average I’m extremely lucky if get over 20.

Most of my posts only get 4-5 notes on average.

9. How many mutuals do you have?

I have exactly ten mutuals at the moment, and I know and treasure every one of them personally. 💖

10. How many followers do you have?

I have 93 followers, and most of them I owe to my dear big bro, @gold-pavilion, and the lovely Dino from @awkwardbsd.

11. How many people do you follow?

I follow 96 blogs at the moment — just 3 more than are following me.

12. Have you ever made a shitpost?

I guess that depends on what you consider a shitpost. By most people’s definitions, probably, yes.

13. How often do you use Tumblr?

A lot more often than I actually spend posting. 😂

14. Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? Who won?

Bro, I barely have any interactions with anyone who isn’t a close friend anyway, so no. Thankfully not. I’m not really looking to engage people in arguments here; I just want to do my own thing and see other people enjoying my posts.

15. How do you feel about 'you need to compare this’ posts?

I have no idea what those are, so I can’t really say. I kind of wish this question was more specific, because now I’m curious. haha

16. Do you like tag games?

I LOVE tag games, I just rarely get tagged in them. ;w; Even revisiting ones I’ve already done after awhile can be fun, because it gives me the chance to see how much my answers have changed over time.

17. Do you like ask games?

1,000% yes, just like with tag games.

18. Which one of your mutuals do you think is Tumblr famous?

Most definitely Red from gold-pavilion, followed by Dino from awkwardbsd.

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

Do you mean a crush as in starstruck or a crush as in the traditional meaning? Because yes.

I’m starstruck by Red and Dino and so many of my other mutuals because they’re so cool. hhhh 🥺 And as for the more traditional definition, there is one person...and that person 1,000% knows who they are if they’re reading this. haha If you’re a mutual reading this and you have to question if you’re the person I’m meaning, you’re not. lol But I love and treasure you anyway. 💖🥺

20. Tags:

@anantagonist because you’re a fellow shy person I feel safe tagging. 💖 Other than that...TBD, might add some people later if I’m feeling more bold 

[indigoelfinspirit]

All the odd numbers, please :D

All the odd numbers hmm? You would do that to me 🤣 1. how big is your mods folder? I think it's almost 3gb? Which is huge for me. I had to be super careful about package sizes with my old laptop, so I have lots of little things. 3. what is your favorite challenge? I love BPRs (which might be why I have multiple 😅). I will read any and every BPR I can get my hands on. I just don't follow the rules. There are a few cute new challenges I want to try, but I always come back to the BPR format. 5. what type of cc do you hoard?   All of it? 🤣 Um... the largest offenders that are my must downloads are skin details and tattoos. I also have a fondness for houseplants, kitchen clutter (I love the Snowy Escape cabinets because I can clutter the shelves), and rugs. 7. how many urls have you had, and what are the meanings behind them? Oof. Coming after all the secrets. So My main has a double meaning. Indigo Elfinspirit has been my online moniker for a while. Indigo for actual decades, and Elfinspirit for about 8-9 years. Elfinspirit is a combination of the fan club names for my two favorite Kpop groups Super Junior (E.L.F.) and Infinite  (Inspirit), but it also means elf in spirit because I absolutely love Elves and Fairies and Shee (if you couldn't tell from my berry elves running around everywhere). My other urls are not so special. @Elvinarchive is just a place to keep things for simblreen or other treats that I don't want on the main page. Though I have thought about actually using it to archive things someday. @Elveinposelibrary is me keeping to a theme. It is literally just the place where I reblog poses I think I might need someday and for some reason people follow it... 9. who is your favorite storytelling blog?   Dangerous Question. I have a lot. @simmancy's Pastel Pastilles was my first BPR and I will always love it. @simblrinterests Light Family Legacy is probably one of the best written one's I've ever read. It is beautiful, and painful, and magic. Jex and Kit's stories are my inspiration. Jex's made me want to write my own BPR, and Kit's mix of fantasy and personal experiences inspired me to write Starfall with all the personal messy experience mixed in. So blame them the next time things take a turn 😉 Everything @samssims does is just pure joy in a post, and makes me happy. @tainoodles is posting again and I am loving every second of it. Then there's the little story called Mimic that is everything my sci fi loving heart could hope or dream of. The days it posts are magical. It also has this really bad habit of making me want to do a Sci Fi story, but I don't have the time to make it look right. Literally I think I've start a sci fi save every other time you've posted a Mimic update in the last 3 months. 11. how do you edit your photos? I don't.  I am notoriously lazy. I don't use reshade. I only crop or occasionally turn a photo black and white when I absolutely have too. I did edit one photo properly in photoshop for Sam's love photo challenge. I have learned how to use tab mode and my new laptop is capable of running poses in game (and a real graphics mode) so the photo quality is at least going to get better. 13. what do you do when you are unmotivated? I start a new save 🤣🤣🤣. Or I pick up an old one. Usually either option involves taking tons of screenshots and posting them on discord and talking about posting them on tumblr, but never actually doing it because I always end up missing Starfall and Rusty and go back to working on Starfall and Halcyon Days (I literally have two AU saves where Rusty gets a long and happy life, because he is my favorite... don't tell the others).  15. who is your current favorite sim that is not by you?  Questions that are impossible to answer hmm? I will take Atlas from @lazarish‘s story almost anyway I can get him. I love Jack from Jex's legacy. Rae in @ancenth's NSB is adorable. Oh, and Tharen, Hal, and Freddy, of course. I have a real weak spot for Tharen, and I ship Hal and Freddy something fierce.    17. do you talk about sims with people in real life?  Never actually. I have practically no life outside work, tumblr, and discord. Simblr is how I socialize and I have met some amazing people on here. (Lest ya'll worry too much I do have irl friends but with the pandemic and my crazy job and the fact that we're now spread across the country we don't physically see each other too often. I'm not like a weird hermit or anything).    19. how many posts do you have on your blog currently?    934 👀👀👀   21. how many posts are in your queue currently?   7, I rarely queue more than 3-5 days in advance because tumblr screws something up if I do. In this case I just haven’t queued next weeks posts yet.     23. are you in any sims related discord servers?     Just one really awesome one.    25. how many hours have you played sims?      Nobody knows... I have played on 3 different laptops in the last couple years, and the tally doesn't transfer. I think I was at 500+ hours on the one I used during the pandemic.     27. what’s the farthest you’ve gotten in a challenge?     LMAO challenge? Me? I don't actually follow the rules or play challenges as challenges, so it doesn't actually count. I technically haven't gotten past Gen 1 yet in any of them. Though I am so close to Gen 2 in my Starfall save like I can see the finish line

[thescorpioracer]

Sen Çal Kapımı 1 - Episode Recap

To be honest, this series of posts is mostly going to be a fashion roast. But DISCLAIMER! I really do love this show and Turkish TV in general, it’s just my preferred mode of media analysis is to pick things apart. 😂And I need everyone to know that I am very pro-women, and believe people should be able to dress how they want and not be judged for it or be looked down upon for it. But oh my god this wardrobe department/costumer needs to be STOPPED. I also have zero credentials to be talking about fashion, but will that stop me?

I’m going to make these posts assuming you’ve watched the show, and just comment on whatever comes up. There will be spoilers. Let’s go!

We start off with a voiceover from Eda Yıldız, an A+ romcom trope. (It wasn’t until my rewatch that I remembered that Eda used to do VOs at random intervals, and I’m kind of glad she stopped tbh.) She is a strong woman who wants to get her education and become a landscape architect/designer. She was all set to do that until- dun dun dun! - Serkan Bolat destroyed everything. 

Check out that dart board of a man (and this is the only time we see that photo there). And these outfits are probably the most normal and reasonable clothes she wears in the show. She’s a beautiful young woman, who was a college student, and now works outdoors as a florist. 10/10 outfit. 

Of course that transitions us into an epic slomo of Serkan exiting his private jet. He of course begins to berate his assistant on the phone in a way a friend described as reminiscent of The Devil Wears Prada.

@teamnick​​‘s commentary back when she first started the show. 

Serkan returns to his office for the first time in 2 months after working on business deals in London. Chaos ensues: Miranda Priestly is baaaaaaack.

See... here we have some good fashion choices! We meet the girls for the first time, while they try to sneak off to their graduation without making Eda feel bad that she won’t be receiving her diploma. Melek “Melo” is dressed in a sweet dress with a bold, romantic color, which captures her personality perfectly. Ceren, the rich daughter from a family of lawyers, looks a bit more high-fashion. The dress is short but it has long sleeves and no cleavage so it works out to be chic and elegant. Fifi is unapologetically herself with her full-black, punk wardrobe. Eda is again dressed in a pretty, but casual outfit. Nicely put together for her lower-middle-class lifestyle and her job as a florist.

Enter: the plot device to get our protagonists together. Serkan’s face says it all.

We are then introduced to the main couple’s respective cars. Serkan has his 2020 BMW (though the show blocks out the copyrighted branding) while Eda’s beat up SUV is clearly unreliable. What’s that? Another plot device being introduced? I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Also, I just noticed this, but for someone as uptight as Serkan, I’m surprised at how fun his suit jacket lining is. If I’m not mistaken the pattern is of a bunch of rainbow fish. #Snazzy, but they seem out of character?

Plot highlights:

Eda learns she can come back to school and finish her final year, but she’s lost her scholarship and will have to pay. She can’t.

Serkan gives his talk at the graduation (?)-- Is his talk just for architecture students? If so, why are Ceren, Fifi, and Melo there? We’ll never know. I know, I know... it’s all for the ~plot~

Eda calls Serkan out in front of everyone for taking away the scholarship that she earned from his company, Art Life. He is confused but unrepentant. She refuses to tell him her name.

She tries to deface his car with lipstick after keying the side (we never hear about the damage to his car after that). He catches her and wants to call the police, so she impulsively handcuffs them together with the plot devices from Selin’s wedding invitation sitting on his passenger seat.

They then have to go to Serkan’s urgent business meeting with an out-of-town client. Eda drives while they’re handcuffed together. Bickering ensues.

What is this? Foreshadowing? Symbolism?? Eda’s last name “Yıldız” is the Turkish word for “star” so... file that away for later.

One of my favorite parts about watching Turkish dramas is the experience of trying to decipher the fan translations. Add to the fact that Turkish only has 1 pronoun *chef’s kiss* 

Eda refuses to take the elevator to the 15th floor (we’ll learn about her claustrophobia later). Serkan is equally as stubborn, saying she owes  him for screwing up his day. But he has met his match in Eda with regards to stubbornness. They take the stairs.

More highlights:

First instance of fake dating - they need to hide the handcuffs from his client so Eda pretends she’s his girlfriend and a fellow investor.

The girls track Eda’s phone to the hotel and try to find her by asking around the premises. 

Eda charms the client into selling his land to Serkan.

We learn that Serkan is allergic to strawberries and has a lot of health anxiety. He’s a very tightly wound person.

Serkan says “Mashallah,” translator hears 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

Engin brings way too many people to open the handcuffs and chaos ensues.

I feel like nothing can do justice to the comedy of 58:45 to 1:00:00 with Fifi using a bobby pin as a lock pick. The dramatic editing is 👌🏼

Leyla gets fired for somehow causing this drama??? And she is so happy to leave that stressful workplace omg, we don’t deserve her 🥺

Serkan and Eda go their separate ways, Eda prepared to never see her enemy again, but of course her phone and purse are still in his car so she has to go to his office at Art Life and confront him again.

Serkan has found out that Whoops, Art Life did cancel the study abroad scholarships to cut costs, but his CFO did it without telling him. And Serkan is pissed, but I think mainly about the fact that Eda did have some (SOME) grounds for yelling at him in public.

Leyla then explains the nonsensical reasoning behind her being fired-but-not-fired and still working. (Spoiler alert: she never goes anywhere and she is my favorite side character to this day).

Eda: “How can I piss Serkan off?” Leyla: “Find a mistake he’s made and he will fixate on it forever. But you won’t find anything.” Eda: “Hold my beer.”

Eda walks into Serkan’s office and his meeting. She gets her purse back and they fight about him not being willing to apologize for ruining her life and education. He refuses and says she owes him an apology for embarrassing him in public (no, dude).

He wants to give her back the scholarship and make it all go away but she rightly tells him that it won’t fix her broken pride from begging the company and her university for a second chance. But somehow her calling him a heartless “Robot” is what gets to him???? And he short-circuits. Eda walks out triumphant. 

~dRaMa!~

MEANWHILE

Melo, as well as being a perfume sales girl, also works as a flight attendant and wants Eda to cover her shift (we’ll get into how that doesn’t make sense in a minute) 

Eda says no, she’s going to meet her boyfriend, Cenk, who she hasn’t seen in months and has just returned from Italy.

Enter: Selin. Serkan’s ex who he dumped a while ago and is now engaged to the heir of a hotel empire. Serkan doesn’t like this. The two of them grew up together and are set to each inherit 50% of the holding company that Serkan’s father currently runs.

Right away Selin serves us with a gender reveal level color scheme.  Personally not a fan. They confirm that Serkan is coming to her engagement party tomorrow.

Meanwhile Eda  meets up with Cenk. Her outfit is still reasonable and cute for her character. He looks mildly like a hobo and doesn’t seem to have anything going for him (I know he’s a throwaway character but the two of them really don’t have anything in common).

This creeper keeps staring at them, but Cenk tries to explain it away and says he’s busy and can’t meet her again until the day after tomorrow. Eda is disappointed but accepts this. Creeper girl remains and remains a red flag to viewers, but apparently not to Eda.

Cut to later that evening, and of course our broody main man enjoys astronomy in his free time (???) idk what he’s charting and to what purpose but okay? 

Eda finds a mini first aid kit in her purse that Serkan put there before returning it. Queue montage of them treating their respective wrists for handcuff-related injuries. #couplegoals

Of course we also needed a sepia-toned flashback to earlier that day when the handcuffs contrived their faces to get too close together. #romance

Finallyyyyyyy it’s morning again and a new day.

Since Eda can’t see Cenk (good, he’s so boring), she agrees to fill in as a flight attendant for Melo, who’s side job is for a private plane company.

Now. This should not be a thing. Eda was in college to be a landscape architect and now works as a florist for her aunt... Where has she learned any relevant skills to work as a flight attendant?? Presumably nowhere. And I really don’t think a private plane company would be so easygoing about just having a random person fill in to cover for her friend? 

But does this show care about that? What do you think...

Also, instead of the standard white shirt, black skirt uniform requirements, the girls decide that this skimpy dress and heels is fine? Hmmm

Also lol @ Melo for assuming that the client who wants jasmine tea and fruit salad is probably a woman. And her telling Eda that the PRIVATE JET COMPANY would in fact have its own tea was very random and unnecessary. 

Back at the Bolat house compound, we meet the parents: Aydan and Alptekin. We’ll see them again later. Selin’s engagement party is today. 

Meanwhile Eda is just.... being a flight attendant, I guess??? And who could possibly be the passenger she has to take care of? Take a wild guess. Of course it’s Serkan Bolat.

And of course that tiny dress (THAT ALSO HAS A LEG SLIT?? WHY?? I really don’t need to see her vagina) looks very practical and professional... not! (Hande Erçel is a gorgeous human, and the dress looks good on her, don’t get me wrong. BUT THIS IS SITUATIONALLY INCORRECT ATTIRE). Also him just folding his vest and then social distancing from it... K? 😂

Eda panics and doesn’t want Serkan to see her and runs away back to her seat pod thing - Serkan takes issue with his fruit salad for ~plot reasons~ (EDIT: I’ve been informed that it’s because there was a strawberry in his fruit salad and since he’s allergic, of course it needed to be fixed. Why doesn’t the plane have a note of that??) and comes back to find this mystery flight attendant.

Eda is very stressed out about this encounter and is also starting to have a panic attack because, surprise, she’s also claustrophobic. 

After Serkan calms her down, they have a cute/civil conversation for the rest of the flight.

When they land, Eda realizes they’re on an island 2h45min away from Istanbul and she isn’t sure what to do with herself (How did she not already know where they were going, as the FLIGHT ATTENDANT??? So may red flags with this private jet company).

Serkan convinces Eda to come with him and she can hang out at the beach while he’s at Selin’s engagement party.

At the engagement party we finally meet Selin’s fiancé Ferit. He’s sweet and non-threatening and clearly insecure about Serkan being Selin’s ex.

This dress/skirt outfit Selin is wearing isn’t terrible, but it doesn’t scream rich socialite to me. Anything with feathers seems... a bit tacky/too showy? Like someone pretending to be rich? Idk, this outfit isn’t one I’m going to really take a stand on.

Does this engagement party warrant being a 2h45 min flight away? No. They try to explain it away as the couple wanting to have something small and private, even though they also invite the press?? But okay whatever, as long as Serkan and Eda cross paths again, I suppose.

Kaan Karadağ has been mentioned a couple times in passing, but now we finally meet our “villain.” Ferit’s friend, and Serkan & Selin’s childhood acquaintance, who has it out for Serkan bc he somehow bankrupted Kaan’s dad? Idk and I don’t really care but tl;dr they’re enemies. 

Another thing I love about Turkish dramas is the censoring. Like, they’ll allow alcohol to be on screen, but they won’t say the word and they’ll just blur out the bottle and any liquid that we’d assume is alcoholic 😂

In the evening, Serkan is tired and wants to leave and Ferit snidely jokes about how Serkan is too picky to have a fiancé of his own. Serkan flashes back to 1 entire day ago when he and Eda pretended to be dating at his business meeting, and says that actually he is engaged to someone and then peaces out.

Serkan finds Eda on the beach, and they are preparing to leave when a crowd of people (Selin, Ferit, and Kaan mainly), arrive to get a peek at Serkan’s new “fiancé.” Eda very reluctantly plays along (good thing she has that unnecessarily sexy “work” dress to help her look the part) and Serkan notices that for the first time ever, Selin is jealous of another woman. #drama

After they finally escape the crowd, Serkan makes an annoyed Eda an offer: Pretend to be his fiancé for the 2 months leading up to Selin’s wedding so he can get them to break up and prevent Ferit marrying into the company. In return, he will pay all the fees to help her complete her last year of studies in Italy.

Eda refuses, stating that she doesn’t want anything from him, and besides she has a boyfriend (Sure Jan; Cenk is such a joke). They have it out and then fly back to Istanbul. But of course the gossips at the engagement have spread the news of Serkan’s new woman so the paparazzi corner them at the airport when they land. 

So glad that we got to see this random mechanic find out the news (???)

They escape the cameras and Serkan takes her home, saying that Art Life has a press conference tomorrow, and she should come so he can save face and tell everyone that she was his assistant accompanying him for work to the party. Eda agrees. 

It should also be mentioned that Serkan still doesn’t know her name at this point?? She refused to tell him and Engin still hasn’t sent him the names of the scholarship candidates so it’s a bit miraculous that their relationship was at all believable.

The next day, Cenk wants to meet but Eda has to go to the press conference. The girls come too for whatever reason, and Melo is convinced that Cenk wants to propose. Eda just lets that fantasy take hold (why tho?), and Cenk shows up unexpectedly right before the press conference and takes Eda into the nearby hotel’s cafe so they can talk.

Eda seems ready for a proposal (they haven’t seen each other or really communicated in months??) but Cenk wants to break up. Eda is shocked (???) but then Cenk mentions that he has a new girlfriend from Italy that he adores, and oh by the way, it’s the creepy girl from the other night who also happens to be here right now?

Okay fine, I guess??? Cenk: “She’s doesn’t speak Turkish” Girlfriend: *clearly a Turkish actress*

Eda is upset that he brought his jealous girlfriend with him to break up with her and says something about how actually, she’s seeing Serkan Bolat now (maybe it’s just me being someone who doesn’t follow tabloids, but are business people really that popular in every day society where everyone knows who they are?). Cenk laughs at Eda, saying that everyone wants to be with Serkan Bolat, and that she’s bluffing.

Eda makes an impulsive decision, and walks away, over to where Serkan has started the press conference. And seals their fate as fake dating in the public eye.

Queue confetti. No really.

And there we have it. That’s the episode!

In all seriousness, it’s a pretty great pilot, especially for a romcom. It hits all the right beats, includes enough tropes, and tells us a lot about what we should expect in the episodes going forward. And no matter how much I make fun of it, I really do enjoy this show! It’s been such a nice distraction from Current Events. I’ve spent a lot of time watching these episodes just saying “oh my god” out loud to myself as I watch all of the cute/romantic gestures that give me a lot of second hand embarrassment (I forget that PDA makes me kinda uncomfortable 😂).

There wasn’t actually that much terrible fashion in this episode, which I didn’t notice until my rewatch. If I continue with this series of posts, I’m hoping they’ll end up being less plot-centric, and more about the situationally inappropriate outfits and strange subtitling choices. 

See you next time?