#hes genuinely hurt when Dan wants to move out

[gothmoth21]

rewatching Bride of Reanimator and God I'll never get over the scene where Herbert is literally giving Dan a heart

yes it's Megs but you know damn well that was his way of giving Dan his own heart

I see so many people headcanon Herbert as super mean to Dan and unable to understand affection but he did shit like this and is constantly giving Dan physical affection

he's not nearly as cold as people make him out to be, especially to Dan

He is so fucking in love its crazy

[viviennevermillion]

just don't say love

✧ summary: he sought you out whenever the pain got too much to handle. he didn't want to know what that made you; feared the day you would ask him how he felt.

✧ contains: blade x gn!reader, hurt/comfort, blade being vulnerable, cuddles, local immortal is scared of feelings, 1.4k words

✧ now playing: say love — james tw

✧ warnings: blade's chronic depression, blade being suicidal, graphic violence (flashbacks to jingliu), angst

He had loved before. He remembered the feeling of genuinely looking forward to seeing another person, to spend his time with those he held dear. His heart had been whole and vulnerable and it had ended with this terrible curse that made him suffer every single day since he woke up in this immortal body and since his former friend drove the blade of her sword through his body over and over again.

Blade was tossing and turning in his quarters, nightmares plaguing his mind even after he woke up. His hands were shaking again and the darkness of the night suddenly reminded him of that day. Of how he died over and over again only to heal and be in pain once more.

He remembered her hateful eyes. Jingliu. How he felt phantom pain in every part of his body at just the mention of her name. He wanted to die. He never wanted to suffer. He sat up in shock as images flashed his mind of how his vision had suddenly ceased when she drove her sword through his head and he felt only pain for... god knows how long. He had, to this day, no idea how long the encounter lasted. Whether she did this for 5 minutes, 30 or perhaps even an hour. It felt like an eternity of only suffering to him.

Blade let out a bitter laugh as he remembered that he had once sat at the same table with her and the rest of the High Cloud Quintet; joking and drinking together. That seemed like someone else's fever dream out of some sort of novel now. He could no longer recognize these memories as something that actually happened to him, not after "Dan Heng" had killed him over and over again when he had tried to hunt the Vidyadhara down across the stars; not after Jingliu had driven her blade through his heart and pierced his lungs repeatedly after he had felt the pain of his muscle fibers and organs regenerating and stitching themselves back together in his guts. Not after he had begged her to stop, begged her for mercy. There was no response. Just endless pain making him fade in and out of consciousness.

Blade clutched his pillow to his chest, feeling like he wasn't getting enough air. But he was used to the feeling. To the pain, the hatred, the anger. That was what kept him moving forward; hoping one day the end would come. It was like toxic fuel in his veins, making him lead a miserable existence. But it was better than doing nothing whilst suffering. So long as there was hatred and the urge for revenge in his heart; he felt as though nothing could push him past a point where there was no going back. He had felt it all before; he had become numb to it. Sometimes, when the pain got too much, his brain would just shut down for a while. It was the closest thing he had to actually being dead. It was something he had gotten used to and with time became impartial to. Why should he care at this point?

But he hated you. Hated the way you quelled the mara within him. He had gotten so accustomed to a life of suffering and pain that he didn't know how to deal with what you made him feel. He expected himself to remain cold, expected to just see you as another stepping stone on his path to death like the other Stellaron Hunters. His eyes had widened in shock and it had felt like every nerve in his body was screaming at him to run when he, against all expectations, completely broke down the first time your hand gently carressed his cheek. For the last few decades at least, everytime someone touched him, he had to expect to feel like a training dummy or a punching bag. His default association with touch had become violence. Not whatever this was.

He had flinched, started shaking. You had retracted your hand in horror, apologizing profusely for causing this reaction in him. Blade just shook his head under quiet sobs, unable to get a word out. He got up and left the room. He didn't talk to you for at least two weeks after that and you had glanced at him in longing; feeling terrible for the encounter. Most of the time he avoided you all-together. You wondered if things would ever go back to the way they were. You had been on good terms before, even felt like you were getting a glimpse behind the walls he had built around his heart. You just had to go ahead and ruin it.

Little did you know that within that time he had avoided you, he was trying to process a realization that terrified him more that the prospect of someone driving a blade through him again. He liked your touch. He craved it. And he hadn't been prepared for it; hadn't been prepared for the prospect of just losing his whole composure like this. He didn't think it was possible. He had allowed you to see him this vulnerable; see the broken man who hid behind the cold exterior and it had deeply embarrassed him. It had made him feel pathetic. He couldn't look you in the eyes again after that.

That was, until the day he found himself in front of your door again, at 2am nonetheless. He couldn't take the distance anymore. You had looked at him with surprise; unsure what to say to him after he had acted like he would love to forget you even existed for two weeks. So you simply opened the door further, gesturing for him to come in. You were just staring at him wordlessly, waiting for him to say something; anything. "Please... do it again", he croaked out and your eyes had widened in shock. "Excuse me-?", you blinked a few times in disbelief when Blade had stepped closer, taken your hand into his and pressed it to his cheek again, leaning into your touch and closing his eyes as if wanting to savor every second of this sensation, should you decide to end all of this right here and now. But you didn't. You had pulled him closer, held him and let him melt into your embrace. You allowed him to cry, not saying a word about it. You had kissed his tears away and he let it happen without question. Blade wouldn't have thought that a man who wanted nothing more than to die could find a lifeline.

He hated you. Hated how this had become a routine. On nights like this, when the pain got too bad and the past haunted him until he could only see flashes of distant memories in front of his inner eye; he found himself at your doorstep every time. He hated how readily you accepted him into your arms when you felt him slip under your blanket and snuggle up to you again, feeling your warmth and the way your fingers gently trailed along the old scars from back then. He hated the way you kissed him so tenderly, held his face in your hands like he was fragile. Because he knew deep inside that in these moments that was the truth. He was so vulnerable when it came to you and scared of the possibility that you'd take this away from him and hurt him the way others had done. Yes, Blade was used to the hatred and violence. It no longer felt like something that could break him. But being loved... being loved made him feel like a scared little fawn in the middle of the road; not moving away despite expecting that you'd run him over with your vehicle any moment now and leave him there until his bones realigned themselves and healed under unspeakable pain, all for the small possibility that you'd instead patiently wait under the moonlight and let him come to you to take him home.

"It's one of those days, hmm?", you whispered softly, your heart aching for him. Blade just nodded and nuzzled your neck, pressing soft kisses to your skin to tell you what he couldn't bring himself to say. You usually made idle small-talk with him, tried to distract him. You never dared speak about what was happening between the two of you. After all, so long as you didn't say anything, you knew he was going to come back.

And Blade didn't comment on it either. He didn't know how to and he was terrified to. Whatever you two were, it was safely concealed within the walls of this room. None of the other Stellaron Hunters knew about it and he intended to keep it that way. He didn't want to risk ruining things; didn't want to risk the possibility that you might never hold him again like this. He didn't want to admit to himself that he didn't actually hate you. How the frustration in his heart had simply taken the place of something he didn't allow himself to feel. To admit.

That he loved you.

He loved you so much and nothing scared him more than that.

[alexablissmark]

I love your writing and I was wondering if you could write a Hook fic where reader comforts him after the betrayal from Jack?

comforting hook <3 (and thank you for the compliment!)

*g/n reader but an explicit mention of Hook outweighing reader

it was a rough night for Hook. not only did he get back stabbed by one of his closest friends, he was sitting on a backstage storage crate looking like a total loser. after Jack's betrayal, Hook didn't really have any friends, at least not the way he used too. Team Taz ended long ago, Dan got injured, dad was always busy, y/n had other friends, and Jack... well, you know. Hook had nobody anymore, not that he minded, but god was it nice to have a friend, someone who you could really trust. someone who could empathize with him, and goddammit, someone who could give him a ride back to the damn hotel!

as countless backstage staff and talent walked by, no one even looked in his direction, almost as if they were actively avoiding him. wow, how pathetic.

Hook zoned out for bit while a few tears formed. but then he was pulled back into reality.

"hello? earth to Hook?" a soft voice said.

Hook snapped out of his small trance and looked at you. you looked in his eyes and noticed the tears starting to well-up. you sat next to him on the crate.

"you doing okay?" you asked.

"yea," he said while sniffling the tears so you couldn't see them.

you touched him on the arm.

"Hook...listen," you started, "i know how it feels, and i understand you probably don't even want to be around people right now, but i can't just let you go through what i did..."

you too, had been turned on by your former tag partner. god, what an awful night that was. you couldn't bear to see a friend go through that too! especially not one you had been chasing for the better part of a year!

he didn't say anything.

"look, how about we go back to my hotel room? didn't you guys share a room?" you asked.

"yea," he said.

"and your dad isn't here tonight, is he?

"nah," Hook replied.

"okay. get your stuff," you said.

"k."

when you were driving back, it really started to dawn on you how little Hook actually talks. maybe that's what made you two such good friends, he prefers to listen to you ramble, while occasionally looking at you where he probably shouldn't, and you talk about the latest drama or cute thing your cat did. but once you got into the hotel room, the narrative flipped.

you listened to Hook for what seemed like hours, talking about how much Jack had hurt him. how lonely he felt on those crates. how he felt like nothing but a burden to those around him in those moments.

but he also said how much he appreciates you, and how much your friendship means to him. that's when you swear you saw some tears falling down his cheeks, but he was quick to wipe them away. he said he's glad to have you as a friend, and if you were to be his only friend, he wouldn't particularly mind that. it's a risk to trust people after all.

and then Hook did something completely out of character.

he hugged you.

you were kinda shocked at first, but quickly embraced him in your arms as he buried his head into your shoulder, and you moved your hand up to his head to comb through his hair.

"thank you," he whispered. "thank you for being here for me."

"anytime," you said. "let's go to bed."

"like this?" he asked.

"yeah, like this."

it was a pain to move him off you the next morning. Hook's arms were around you tight and him outweighing you did not help. eventually, you did wake up early to surprise him with some Doritos. when you gave it to him, he smiled a wide, genuine smile.

he thought about kissing you, but he didn't. and you'd be lying if you said you weren't thinking the same thing.

"next time for sure though," Hook thought.

hope u liked! felt like taking a more angsty route idk

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Smut (8) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six, part seven

7 Minutes In Heaven - interrupted-by-fireworks

Summary: Dan and Phil have to play 7 Minutes in Heaven at a party.

20/20 Vision Forward (The Laser Eye Surgery Fic) (ao3) - Merrydith

Summary: Phil thought about what he had said. The line he had just crossed. Now as Phil was looking into the red light and the doctor was putting the finishing touches on his eye, he thought about what he had done. Phil was getting a permanent procedure done, all because he didn’t want to leave Dan after they had sex. Just friends his ass.

A Little Tied Up (ao3) - ALLTEHFANDOMSUNITE

Summary: Dan wakes up tied up and naked in a dark room. Phil walkes in and Smut ensures.

ASs (ao3) - htmllost (orphan_account)

Summary: The one in which Phil takes a picture of Dan’s ass for wanking material but Dan notices and starts posing for Phil and Phil can’t resist but take more pictures. That’s until Dan confronts him about it and smut ensues.

Blissed Out (ao3) - omgdatphantho

Summary: Phil uses a new toy on Dan.

Body Say (ao3) - omgdatphantho

Summary: Phil wants to dominate Dan. Dan wants to be dominated.

Break Me Down (ao3) - gayestever

Summary: The tour bus breaks down and Dan and Phil struggle to find a hotel room- or at least one that has two beds.

Bruises & Bitemarks (ao3) - phandomsub

Summary: Dan and Phil have been together for seven years. Their love used to feel so soft and sweet, but now all they seem to do is fight. The insults are getting worse and it’s starting to get physical. They both hate it, until they realise they love it

Some pretty intense Phan porn where Dan’s never told Phil he’s a sadomasochist and Phil had no idea he wanted to hurt Dan like this.

Give Me More (ao3) - notreallythatuseful

Summary: "'Sometimes I can come just from this,' Dan confides, the twitching of his hand revealing the way he must be curling his fingers inside of himself. 'Most times more than once.' His hand flies up to his cock, beginning to jack himself steadily. 'Phil, when I – when I see you, will you make me come, please? I want it,' he says, so genuine and so needy. His back arches off of the bed, twisting down desperately onto his fingers."

Or, Dan's a virgin who can come over and over again, and he and Phil see each other in person for the first time.

Good Boy (ao3) - Misha_with_wings

Summary: Dan is being a good little pet, so Phil decides to reward him.

Jealousy (turning saints into the sea) (ao3) - kae_karo

Summary: Phil's reconnecting with an old friend who just moved to London and Dan's jealous. Worried that Phil may be losing interest, Dan decides to go punk. (Dan POV)

This is purely a work of fiction, I don't own Dan and Phil.

kinky week (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: It’s like spooky week, but instead of videos and scary games I’m just writing five really* kinky things.

Kiss Me Through The Camera (ao3) - PoisonWrites 

Summary: "Phil wasn’t a stranger to seducing someone with just his words, so why was flirting with Dan the equivalent of digging to China with a teaspoon?"

Like a Puzzle (ao3) - thewakeless

Summary: Phil is terrible at doing puzzles, luckily there are other ways to please his boyfriend.

Stripper (ao3) - Mi_Munson

Summary: He makes anyone want to touch him. He makes anyone want to kiss him. He makes anyone forget their name or what they were about to do seconds before he appears. He makes anyone go crazy, for, in the same way that he gives you paradise, he gives you hell for being forbidden. He is like fire, you feel the heat, the urge to approach desperately on cold nights, but you know you can’t touch.

The Other Phil (ao3) - iihappydaysii

Summary: Phil has a beard and barely looks like himself anymore, so Phil decides to meet Dan at a bar and pretend to be a stranger to fulfill one of Dan's fantasies.

The Swear Jar (ao3) - Spring_Haze

Summary: Phil teases Dan about his language during a gaming live stream and offers him a deal off camera. The sexual game proves to be a real challenge for Dan, who wants nothing more than to collect his unique reward.

We'll Make It Through (ao3) - MarriedPhan1234

Summary: Excerpt: “Dan, who do you think you'll marry when you're all grown up?” Dan tilted his head and thought hard. He knew marriage was a big deal and that whoever you chose to marry, you would be with them for the rest of your lives. He would want someone he got along with, someone that was fun and that he wouldn't feel yucky holding hands with. The longer he thought about it, the more obvious it became. “I think I'll marry Phil,” he said matter-of-factly. “Daniel, you can't marry another boy! That's wrong, it's a sin..."

A Homeschooled!Phan au where the boys must accept the fact that sometimes parents are just wrong. This story follows them through the years as they deal with abuse, strict parents and church community, and through university. Will they make it through so that they can finally be together?

What Dan Wants, Dan Gets (ao3) - blissedoutphil

Summary: “i hate men but i want them to touch me”

- actual Dan on twitter

so this fic is based on that lmao

you look so good it hurts (in my favorite t-shirt) (ao3) - phantasticworks (steddieworks)

Summary: Phil is gifted with a "Mega Dilf" shirt. Guess who picked that shirt out?

[genderfluid-insomniac]

A safe haven amidst the raging storm // Six-Eared Macaque x reader 

You were walking around, headphones pulled over your ears to try and provoke some sort of inspiration for your work-in-progress story that you worked on in between your work hours. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw someone that you recognized from a city-wide incident a while ago perched in a tree and munching on some over-ripe mango or some kind of fruit. He seemed to not have a care in the world and happily napped on a sturdy branch. You figured it wouldn’t hurt to say hi, if he left then you’d respect that but after seeing him at random intervals you wanted to get to know him more. 

Walking over to the big oak tree, you stopped in front of him and looked up (part of you whisper yelled at yourself what the fuck you were doing). “Hi Macaque! How are you?” His eyes gave you a once over before taking another bite of fruit before smirking. "Huh, you know my name! Not even many mortals know it, usually you're all screaming my name, or some kind of expletive." He chuckles, the sound deep and full.

He smiles at you, bowing as he does, and when he tilts his face to the side, for a second you could see six glowing multicolored ears. "I'm wonderful…how are you?" He asks, standing up straight and turning to face you properly, his tail twitches from behind him. You could tell that he didn’t fully let his guard down whatsoever which was fair and kept his eyes on you, quickly surveying the area around you and quirking up his eyebrow. 

“Of course, I know your name. You're the Six-Eared Macaque, you're pretty well known and if you wanted to hurt me something tells me you would've done so already.” Macaque stared thoughtfully for a moment before nodding silently and agreeing with you. He finished off the rest of the mango and tossed it into a small hole next to the base of the tree, shifting his body so he could see you better. Your expression turned sour a bit upon remembering the days earlier events and sighing in mental exhaustion.

 “As for the latter, I could be better. I had a nocturnal seizure this morning and I'm still recovering.” He cocks his head. He's quiet for a few seconds, then speaks. "Sorry to hear that." His voice is softer than his usual one. "You gonna be okay?" He asks, his tail twitching. The shadow demon's never shown this much emotion, or any emotion, for that matter in front of any mortal. You could tell he didn’t completely understand what a seizure was but he knew it wasn’t good and you could appreciate someone for once not asking a million questions about your disorder. “I'll be okay....probably. I have epilepsy so I'll have seizures for the rest of my life so it's a disability but I'm still able to do awesome things!”

For everything that had happened at the end of last year’s semester, a lot of good has come of it like new friends who also had seizure disorders and you now had great excuses as to why you were late or couldn’t work (which you totally wouldn’t abuse). At the mention of your mysterious skills, Macaque perked up and swung upside down using his tail to anchor himself to the thick branch he was sitting on. "Awesome things, like?" He asks curiously. He's genuinely curious, though he's trying to hide it. His tail twitches a little more, and he moves a little closer.

Blushing slightly as you thought of what to tell him and internally debating over being entirely truthful or telling a white lie to save your pride. You turned around and leaned your back against the tree so you were looking out onto the horizon slightly, spotting some dark gray clouds but hopefully nothing too bad. “Singing, writing, aerial arts, and playing my guitar! Just some stuff. I'm not athletic but I am more artistically inclined.” 

That couldn’t be truer since you’d rather play songs till your fingers went numb rather than be able to run a marathon and you had no intention of being ashamed of your opinion. He smiles. "Impressive! I like it. You know, I can't dance, can't sing, can't do any of that art stuff you were just talking about." He laughs, a deep and thundering chuckle. "So I respect the hell out of anyone who can." 

Yeah right, you’d heard whispers of a theater performance being performed by a certain demon with impressive and shadowy powers which gave you an idea of who it was. A few days after you’d moved here and asked some people for fun places to visit, they spoke of a nearby center that hosted plays or passing art performances of all genres that currently hosted a curious newcomer that had a velvet like voice. 

“I can't dance either, I'm terrible at it. Also, don't you perform fantastic shadow plays? I bet you have an amazing singing voice as well.” To say that it hadn’t entered your mind would be a lie and the thought of him singing Feeling Good by Micheal Bublé was now being pushed down into a vault that you’d never open again-

"Oh, you're just buttering me up!" He playfully nudges you with his elbow, his tail wagging happily and now back upward. You were jolted out of your thoughts by Macaque again and looked up at him softly chuckling before a soft smile crawled up on his face. "But I appreciate it, thank you. You have such a sweet disposition, I bet you could charm the pants off of anyone you want."

It did seem like you were trying to sweet talk him but that wasn’t your intention at all and seemed like you’d hit a wall in terms of trust and genuine praise. There was just something that made it seem like he was amused but kept himself at a distance from others. “I'm not trying to charm anyone. I'm just speaking the truth but thanks!” You hoped that maybe you could make a dent in that wall and be close to him since you didn’t know many others.  

"Well, you got me charmed." He teases, grinning. He turns a little serious. "Well, if you ever need anything, let me know. I'll help. I owe you that, at least." He offers you his hand and you shake it. Happy to see a joyful expression on his face and matching one with your own.

“I'm honored. Any plans for today?” You jokingly bowed and lowered your head in a dramatic fashion, hearing a laugh come from you both. Since it looks like a storm was going to roll in you’d have to change your plans and head back home sooner than you thought. 

Macaque smiles, a genuine smile, which for him usually just means a softer scowl, however it appears more funny to you than it should. He just looked so fluffy but you had a feeling you should keep it to yourself.  "No plans in particular, but I'll probably find something, you know how I am." He lets go of your hand, his tail still wagging (still so cute). "You? Got anything on your agenda?"

“I can guess, you seem resourceful.” A light breeze blew through both of you and in reaction his fur bristled or at least it might have been the wind. “I have to finish writing a story I started and I took a walk to try to get inspiration, which I did! Hopefully, the storm tonight won't be too bad so I can get a good chunk of it.” 

"Oh, what's the story about?" He looks genuinely curious, his tail still wagging. It's unusual for him to show this much interest in someone according to the few times you’ve seen him.  "And yeah, this storm's supposed to be real bad." 

Well so much for being productive, you might have to be sure your house doesn’t flood or your roommate will have your head. “Hm, in that case I'll try to hunker down for the evening to stay safe.” Both of you looked toward the ever growing storm and could see rain in the distance covering the outskirts of the city like a mist. “And the story?” 

How could you phrase your plot so it was easily understandable without losing the fun and adventure? You hummed to yourself and looked up at the branches blooming with leaves. “The story’s about a poet who's been absent from society for a long time and trying to find themselves while adjusting to modern-day life.....” As you ramble on about your book, he quietly listens and wonders how you’d feel about his own tales. 

"Sounds interesting! When you get it done, let me know, I'd be happy to read it." You can see that it takes a noticeable bit of effort for him to smile genuinely at you but it was nice to see a little chip in the wall. Baby steps. Thunder boomed in the distance and you were concerned if he had a place to stay. “Do you have a place to stay safe from the storm? I wouldn't want you to get hurt if I can help in any way.” 

The way he flinched whenever thunder reigned down, guessing it was because of his sensitive hearing and having six ears. Speaking of, you were very interested in what he looked like without magic masking what he wanted to hide. You looked closer at the red mask coloring his face and at his gold irises that reflected your surroundings, curling his lips into a smug grin as he caught your staring. "And I've got plenty of places to ride out the storm. How about you? You got a safe spot to stay?" 

Macaque didn’t know you too well but in the short time had grown fond of you, not to mention anyone would be concerned if someone they knew were left out in a storm. Since you were relatively new, it didn’t hurt to ask and provide shelter to a new spark in the otherwise dim city. You brightened up and zipped up your jacket when a gust of hot wind came through, almost like a warning sign of the upcoming weather. 

“Oh good I'm glad you have a place. I should have somewhere if my roommate doesn't lock me out but I can always hide out in a nearby store until it dies down.” Ever since you got here, your roommate was very cautious of the weather and anything that could cause damage to your cottage. He shakes his head, sighing. "I don't understand how people can be so cruel, to just lock someone out in bad weather." He scowls, his tail lowering. "If you get locked out, come to me, yeah? I'll help you out."

You nodded and smiled, thankful for a safe backup plan and a new friend. A cold drop of rain hit your face and another and another before it was sprinkling. Looks like it was time to get home before you were soaked, pulling the hood of your coat over your head and running off as you called back to the celestial primate. Thank you! I will! Get home safe!”

It only took about 15 minutes to get home and you could see your home in the distance. Later as the storm rolls in and raindrops are starting to fall on you running home. By now thunder loudly rumbles right on top of you as you jiggle the doorknob only for it to stay locked. 

“Fuck! Please, please. Don’t do this! Fuck.” The door to your house was still locked and doesn’t seem to be opening any time soon. By now the storm had started in full force and you were deserted outside in a dangerous storm, the wind pulling and pushing you around like a rag doll in addition to being pelted by rain. Your only option is to call for Macaque and hope he’ll help you, or even hear you with the loud thunder and city ambience but it was your only shot.

The more thunder echoes over the rooftops of the city while the lightning strikes back a response. The clouds blacken, and you can feel the wind getting even stronger. You know for a fact this storm is unlike anything you can imagine. Your phone vibrates with a text from an unsaved number. A single word flashes across your screen.

"SHELTER"

Your first thought is ‘how the fuck he did he get your number?’ but then you pushed your back against the wall and texted back.  “My roommate locked me out and secured the house. I can't get in! Help, please!” The moment you read the message a portal opens in front of you, and the dark shadow of Macaque extends his hand from the black void of the portal. "C'mon, hop in, I've got a safe place." 

His voice echoes from the portal, sounding much quieter and softer than his typical voice. A concerned tone came from him as he asked you to trust him and jump into the void of darkness to what you would guess would be his home. "C'mon! Do you wanna get sick?!" He waves his hand, encouraging you to jump into the portal. You hesitate at first but then jump in, allowing the cool energy of the shadows to engulf you and feeling your stomach flip upside down. “Alright. I trust you!”

You expect there to be a hard landing, but there's not- the portal just opens again, and you're standing in a large cavern, on a platform in said demon’s arms. Huge columns of rock tower above you, and light shines down from the entrance up above. "Here we are!" He declares, glancing around the cavern. It's very obviously Macaque's sanctuary, a place of power to him. He turns to you. "So?" He grins. "You like?"

You glance around in shock and awe, seeing some items strewn about like blankets and pillows as well as food in wooden bowls. It was cozy and fit Macaque’s aesthetic nicely. “It's amazing! I never would have guessed this place existed. I see why you like it, not too dark but with the right amount of shadows.” The cavern was rather big as it was the size of a studio apartment and in the far corner a flash of lightning caught your eye out of a small hole tilted outward like a makeshift room. 

He grins, opening his arms and turning around in a dramatic showy fashion. "Told you I was cool." He jokes, walking over to a table, and pulling a pillow off of it. He sets it on the floor in front of you and gets one for himself. "Sit down, make yourself comfortable, you're my guest." He says, smiling at you. His tail wags happily, and you would swear you could hear a faint little chuckle from him. You laughed gently at his hospitality and how different it was compared to his normal demeanor, it was quite funny. 

 You respond with a silent chuckle, “I never said you weren't. I actually think you're really cool and give off a mysterious yet curious vibe.” You sat down on the pillow and shrugged off your soaked coat, trying to not obviously laugh at his cute actions. How his tail happily swayed back and forth, how his ears flicked whenever a sound was heard, and how his laugh was full of mirth. Finally, visibly relaxing once you realized you were safe from any harm, whether it be hypothermia or being struck by lightning. “This place is amazing, I can tell why you call it home.”

"Thank you." He says sincerely, smiling at you. He pulls a blanket off of the bed, tossing it to you. "Why don't you wrap up, stay warm. We'll have to wait out this storm a while, but I'll keep you safe." He sounds genuine and concerned, which is definitely a change of pace from the usual way he acts. Your instincts are telling you to lean on him and feel secure, and you feel safe and protected. 

He's like a big, shadowy teddy bear. A thought that you never thought would pop into your head but couldn’t be more true in your opinion. He smiles at you, something stirring in his mind but you couldn’t tell if it was good or bad. "Are you sure you're okay? I wouldn’t want you to get sick on me."

“Thanks, you don't know how much I appreciate this. I am relatively new to this city so I don’t know many people here. I'm a lot better now that I don't have to worry about my safety for a while.” Smiling as you take the blanket and wrap it around yourself, moving closer to him since was the only source of warmth. You blew on your hands and rubbed them together quickly, bringing the blanket even closer around your shoulders. “So I'm not familiar with anything and I only knew the basics of how to stay safe. I didn't expect you to be so soft and fluffy, Macaque. Not to mention warm but I guess that's cause I'm all wet.” Softly laughing and smiling at him sweetly.

He blushes slightly, and chuckles. "I'm not that fluffy, now, am I?" He jokes, chuckling. He nudges you a little. "I was about to go and make some tea, wanna come along?" He asks, offering a hand as he stands up. "C'mon!" He glances outside, and the storm still rages. "You really gotta be careful in this weather. I'll teach you all about it eventually, and then you can be on your own." His tail wags, and he gives you a big, genuine smile.

“Sure! I'm coming! I'll try to help where I can.” Following along and rethinking if being alone is something you actually want. He takes your other hand, guiding you through the shadowy cavern, toward a door. He opens it, and you can hear the sounds of a raging fire inside. "It's gonna be fine, I promise!" He says reassuringly, trying to give you some peace of mind. He chuckles a bit and walks over to a tea brewing station. "What kind of tea do you like?" He asks, genuinely curious. "Tea of life, perhaps?" He giggles, and you sense some humor in him. He's still very much himself, but a bit warmer and easier going.

[ricojoon]

Incessant

Idk what this is if I'm being honest. Just wanted to post SOMETHING with Dan and Tia, so y'all get this.

Mwah ✨️❤️

“What do you want?”

“Am I not allowed to visit a friend?”

“I'm not your friend.”

Dan's smirk didn't seem to falter at that, if anything his toothy grin grew a bit wider. Standing a few feet away with her back to him was the goddess he had been after for the past few days.

Well- he wouldn't admit that he was after her. That sounded too desperate… but that's what it looked like to an outsider that spotted the two of them.

“Not your friend…?” He mused as he took a few steps closer. She shrugged, still not facing him as she replied, “No. Fuck off.”

“... if anyone else spoke to me the way you do, they would've been dead.”

Tia felt his cold presence right behind her and she could only roll her eyes before finally turning around. She looked up at him with a stoic expression, “And I'm some exception?”

He scoffed with a fanged smile, “You could be.” A gloved hand came up to cup her face, but she didn't make a move to swat it away - not yet, at least. He was so strange; stalking her constantly as if she couldn't sense his presence and always badgering her with this nonsensical flirting. It didn't make sense to Tia. Truly, it didn't. Sure, she had been almost the same way mere months ago, but that was before…

“Dear?”

Her red eyes focused back on his as she came out of her stupor, and Tia moved her face away. “Why do you do this?”

Dan raised an eyebrow at her, “Do what?”

“This. This right here. Why do you keep doing this?” For once, he saw something besides the blank expression the goddess had. She looked irritated and almost… hurt? It struck something within Dan, albeit only for a moment before he chuckled under his breath.

“What? Finally getting annoyed with me? Starting to get under your skin-?” He was taken aback when the goddess backed away and turned away from him once more. “Hey? Stop. Where are you going-?”

“Going about my day because you're clearly here to just waste my time. I have more important things to do.” Tia answered flatly as she started to walk away. She was only able to take a few more steps before Dan was in front of her again. She sighed and crossed her arms over her chest, “Yes?”

Dan had a slight frown on his face, whether it was genuine or not was debatable. “Why do you ignore me as if I'm some measly man?”

“Why do you believe you're worth my attention?”

That made him reel his head back, almost astounded that she was saying something like that. Who did she think she was?

‘Who do you think YOU are?’

Dan narrowed his eyes at Tia and spotted the faint smirk on her lips. “Reading minds now, are we? A bit of a cheat but I don't mind.” He leaned down a bit so that he could whisper in her ear.

“Should make things easier now.”

[thewingedwolf]

one thing about hbo is that when they get a journalist coming up to them and going “man do i have a fucked up story i want to follow” they really do let that person go wild. i’ve mentioned the way the ronan farrow one really moved me emotionally and that’s just because ronan knows how to investigate and tell a story to get you righteously angry for who it is he’s defending. he’s good at his job!

but this one, quiet on the set, has genuinely made my jaw drop a few times, even if i think some of the framing could have been better in the last episode. of course i know about all the rumors about dan schneider and the abuse on set, it’s hard to have been into the teen nick scene and not notice, and it’s pretty easy to figure out which kids were being harmed through too much attention and which were being harmed through not enough attention, and there’s been all sorts of rumors floating around for over a decade!

but the build up to the drake bell reveal was well handled, i thought. i was initially skeptical because i think it’s hard to make a documentary about child sexual abuse without leaning into being exploitative in some way. and at first, where you have the actors who left early, like katrina, or who you remember but weren’t mega famous like giovannie, and they’re all saying “this set was so weird & inappropriate, i knew something was wrong but i didn’t have the experience or vocabulary to say what” it feels a little too schlocky. like, oh we’re just kind of speculating on the inappropriate nature of dan’s “friendship” with amanda bynes for two episodes? yeah it is fucked up that two pedophiles were on that set, but did they hurt anyone on set?

and then drake bell walks into the room dressed like timmy turner and says it was me. he hurt me.

i can’t stop thinking about the choice of clothes here and the way it helps drive home the point of the doc. he’s sitting there in fairly odd parents colors as an adult and can’t describe the sexual trauma he experienced as a child still, has never spoken about it, had his mom lie to his father over it because he was so screwed up. really driving home the point that he was just a kid who had a knack for physical comedy and it got him preyed on by dan, a man who should have protected him, set up and handed over to a monster who traumatized him for months and years.

but when that reporter said she got a judge to let them unseal the court documents because drake bell told her how much support peck had? my jaw dropped, like yeah this is reporting, this is someone who saw this story and finally fucking cared not about the salacious details but about who knew what and why they did nothing to stop this from happening. it’s not about forcing drake bell or katrina jackson or alexa to live through the worst moments of their life - it’s about how so many people knew what was going on and didn’t do a god damn thing to stop it. it’s about how these monsters, these convicted pedophiles, were given access to little kids to hurt and traumatize and everyone knew and didn’t just look the other way, they actively helped cover it up. THATS the story. Not that it was an isolated tragedy but that it was a clinical, purposeful environment built by people who wanted to harm little kids.

[sysakiddo]

Listen, I had a nightmare on Tuesday and it went something like this. I don't know what this is either, sorry.  tw: toxic relationship, drinking, antidepressants (i mean like combined), mention of a gun (not used!), fighting 

Daniel enters first so he can't slam the door shut, even though he would love to. He feels his rage boil under his skin. It's only a matter of time until it spills over. When Max tries to take off his coat, something he does for him almost every day, Daniel jerks away and snaps at him.

“Don't fucking touch me.”

Max looks at him, blank-faced, and says nothing. Daniel can't stand the silence. He is tipsy and makes his way to the kitchen, knowing he needs to drink a lot of water just to be able to get out of bed tomorrow. He shouldn't drink while on the meds, he knows. But there's not much you can do when your husband leaves you in the middle of the Christmas get-together with all of your colleagues and some of the kids' parents. Subconsciously, he wonders if he drank just to spite Max. He has sat through countless lectures about how he can't stand seeing Daniel hurting himself and not letting Max take care of him like he deserves. At the time, the support from his partner made him feel warm. Now, it makes him laugh.

He fills his cup to the brim and bangs the back of his head on the cabinet. The kitchen is gleaming; the cleaning lady must have visited while they were gone.

He opens his eyes, sees Max standing across the room, leaning on the kitchen table. He is silent, devoided of any emotion. The only crack in his composure is the way he fiddles with the bracelets on his hand. For a moment, Daniel watches the turn-turn of the Cartier bracelets, back and forth without stopping.

He drinks his water in silence, dizzy. He is waiting to see who yields first. It's probably going to be him. Max would always choose death over surrender. That is okay with Daniel. He will make sure they will burn together.

“You left me there-” he starts. Max looks up at him, like he is shocked Dan would break the silence first. “I told you. Shit. I told you it's important to me and-” he cuts himself off, realising he is working himself up too soon.

Max has a faint smirk on his face, his facade not cracked. He doesn't even have to listen to Daniel. They know each other so well it's all just a play by now. In moments like this, they sit in trenches of loneliness, firing harmful words at each other. The point is to cause the biggest damage, not to win the war.

“Why did you say that? In the car, about-” Daniel sounds genuinely curious. Max lets himself be fooled, just this once.

“I don't know, maybe I was saying stuff I didn't mean just to say something. Must have learned it from you-”

Max realises his mistake immediately after the words come out of his mouth. Daniel got him where he wanted, with an opening presented on a silver plate. What would be a butt of a joke they would laugh at just hours prior became Daniel's loaded gun now.

“WELL, I CAN BE FUCKING QUIET IF YOU WANT ME TO! GOD FORBID I WOULD SAY SOMETHING YOU MIGHT NOT LIKE!” he yells out, flinging the glass into the sink. It shatters with a loud rattle. It unlocks something deep in his chest. He moves his legs, almost like he is naturally pulled to Max by a magnetic force.

Max narrows his eyes. “Who the fuck do you think you are, raising your voice at me?” he says coldly, slowly. Daniel stops in his tracks like he's been slapped.

Max is a smart man. Nothing he does is accidental. Every single one of his actions is calculated.

Daniel shivers. He knows, rationally, this is stupid. But the part of his brain that sees Max's cold eyes, the gun he laid on the table in the hall, and the guards that opened the doors for them, is thinking differently. He is afraid. Daniel falters with the knowledge. He can't believe it came to this, him being afraid of his own husband.

Daniel isn't ready to admit his fairytale has plot holes. He doesn't try to suppress the rage anymore, turning on his heel and opening the first cabinet. He picks up a plate and throws it on the floor, just a few centimetres off Max's feet. This is exactly what his sister talks about when she says Daniel can be hysterical.

“You think I wanted this?” he yells, throwing another plate, this time to the left corner of the kitchen. “You think I fucking enjoy this?” The sound of the glass breaking makes his hands shake. When he stops for a brief moment to look at Max, he doesn't know what to expect. Max blinks, an indifferent look on his face. He looks faded, bored, his jaw set. He has no intention of stopping Daniel. This is exactly what his sister talks about when she says Daniel married a sociopath.

Daniel isn't stupid. He knows Max is only capable of changing for the worse. So he bites his tongue and smiles and acts like he doesn't know the new P.E. teacher has been hired specifically to protect him at work without raising suspicion. He smiles and smiles and keeps buying flamboyant gucci shirts with Max's black amex.

They silently watch each other for a minute, only the sound of Daniel's heavy breathing filling the room.

“Are you done?” Max asks, raising his hands in a mocking gesture. He was the person that taught Daniel it was easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.

Daniel doesn't like drawing parallels, but he thinks it's kind of funny. His hands, tanned and tattooed, marked with ink and coloured highlighters. Max's hands, porcelain-like, covered with blood. They met in a bar. Daniel, a new English teacher in a private secondary school. Max, one of the wealthiest man this side of the world. Daniel gathered what Max does for a living pretty quickly. Either way, it was too late for him. He has fallen in love with him so hard that he did not stand a chance. He had been doomed the second Max smiled at him for the first time.  

He can feel his eyes water and he turns around quickly. He doesn't want Max to see his weakness even though it might be too late for it now.

“Come on, Daniel, let's go to bed.” Max puts a hand on his shaking shoulder and Danny lets him. He wipes the silent tears from his cheeks and wordlessly tugs him under the shower. 

Max closes the curtains when they enter the bedroom, knowing Daniel can't sleep otherwise. Daniel tugs the blanket to his ears and closes his eyes, so he only feels it when Max slides next to him. Max fishes his hand from under the blanket and kisses all of Daniel's knuckles softly. 

He doesn't apologise.

[forcebookish]

Rank the ofs characters from favorite to least favorite

Ps love your blog 😊

HMMMMMMMM, i'm going to stick with the main boys and cheum because i either have next to no opinion about the rest of the cast (yo, plug, dan, gap, etc.) or you already know i fucking hate them (atom, boeing); i like april well enough, but she didn't get much screentime - i think more of her than the other supporting/guest roles, but her position as cheum's girlfriend kind of just made her likable and that was it.

all that being said, i think these are going to be obvious, if controversial, but get ready for a lot of words regardless. hopefully no one finds this through the search function 😅

1. top

MY SON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i genuinely love everything about him. i think he was actually the only character who never went out of his way to hurt someone, was only ever mean to or fought with people who started (and deserved) it, and even tried to be friendly with people who treated him like garbage. he was always sweet with mew, only ever yelled to defend himself (and even with mew, just barely raised his voice), and truly was never the asshole the other characters, the fandom, or even top himself made him out to be. even the stuff that was actually true that the fandom hated him for was hot lol can't account for taste *flips hair* and he was so loving!!! i don't know why people didn't get that!!! plus the way he wraps himself around someone when he kisses? 👌👌👌👌 despite his limited screentime (🤬🤬🤬🤬), he still had the best character development and backstory.

2. mew

not a surprise that everyone (except boston lol) loved him. i didn't always like his choices and i think the writers dropped the ball on him hard with some very bizarre character inconsistencies but barring most of episode 10 and 12, he's like top said: cute, sexy, and interesting. like. so sexy. soooooo soos ossoso so sos fuckign sexy oh my god. he wasn't naive or bland, he had so much more going on, and i loved how playful and competitive he was. i don't have a lot to say about mew tbh i just love him haha

3. nick

WHAT A FREAK OH MY GOD. i think he fell victim to more drama contrivances than i would have preferred (the audio being edited, him never confronting sand about stealing it or telling mew who stole it, dan disappearing from his life, his whole storyline completely forgotten). really, the only bad dude of the bunch who i loved because he was so... fascinating. and again, didn't really do anything just to hurt anyone; there was no malice in his actions, he just was... a freak lol but it was weird how much it felt like the drama didn't really care about him?? for example, i HATED his ending. while rejecting boston was the right thing to do, what happened after that!??!???? did he move out?? did he go to america? did he keep working at dan's office??? what happened to him!!???!??? justice for nick!!!!!

4. cheum

i really like how serious she is most of the time but that she also has a goofy side. however, it didn't make any sense that she went from feeling for top and relying on him to going back to calling him an asshole. it would have been way more interesting (and lbr, realistic!!!) if they became friends again. plus her just instantly forgiving atom for lying about boston just because he was a babygay??? come on. other than that, i think she had some pretty consistent characterization and growth: she was probably the only one who really cared about their friendships, and to a fault (wanting to help mew, being frustrated with ray overlooking her, dropping top without trying to understand him, and giving boston a second chance just because she felt guilty and wanted everyone to get along again), which was an interesting trait/direction. plus, her wanting to kiss ray was so real and iconic.

5. boston

yes, he's higher on the list than i ever would have expected. i still hate him: there's the sexual assault and coercion, creepy creeping, talking shit about or screwing over his "friends," only apologizing when it was demanded of him (and even then, half-assed), and only ever caring about himself. but! at least he did it in an interesting and not annoying way. i was never bored or annoyed when he was on screen; as much as i hated him, i did kinda wanna see what he was going to do. it was even almost fun to hate him! i think they could have done more with him (his subplot with atom was pretty pointless - his fucking top should have been enough for him to end up friendless lmao), like his dad's verbal abuse/not being out to him or his parents' divorce, and had been more honest about what everyone actually saw in him. he was an asshole to the point where it was unclear why anyone liked him lol but i do like that he got what he wanted in the end, and in the worst possible of circumstances! i wouldn't say he got his true comeuppance, but it was a cool end to his arc.

6. sand

oooh, sand and ray fought hard for who i hated more lmao but in the end, there were at least a few things i liked about sand: smashing his phone to steal the sex tape (seriousSLY WHA TWAS THAT OMG IT WAS AMAZING fucking lunatic), making plum wine, and his relationship with his mom. then why isn't he higher than boston? while boston has pretty much no positive attributes as a person, the things i hate about sand as a character outweigh those few things i like about him. the way he lets ray walk all over him no matter what, can't forgive top for boeing when boeing was obviously a fucking dickhead, doesn't apologize to top for ruining his life, pretends to give a shit about mew when he just wanted to blow up top's life and get back at ray in the process, and somehow being kinda... boring? the aforementioned stuff i liked was certainly interesting, but most of the time he just kind of... followed along with ray; there wasn't that much more to his arc, it was just a cycle of abuse. plus, the fandom claimed that mew thought he was better than everyone, but sand actually thought he was better than everyone, and never acknowledged that anything he did was bad. everything was justified to him. and he clearly is addicted to alcohol too like why did he just keep drinking with ray when he knew ray was an addict!!! come on, dude!!

7. ray

like boston, why do people like this guy!!???!????? characters and viewers alike! every single thing about him is annoying. in the first episode, i thought he was just quick to anger and therefore actually had the potential for being my favorite character, but he's just a whiny little bitch. the way he talks, the way he treats his friends and especially sand, the way he BARELY EVER apologizes for the worst of what he does (apologizing for not telling mew and cheum about being hospitalized but not about yelling at them and exposing their secrets; apologizing for calling mew dumb but not SCREAMING AT HIM FOR NOT FUCKING HIM????????????!!!!!!!!!!!?!!!!!!???!???????!???) (i think the one time he did was only when he kissed mew and that was just because mew was going to cut him out of his life, i don't believe for a second it was because he actually felt bad about it), how he always brings up his dead mom as if that's an excuse to treat everyone like shit, and the way he gets away with everything. fucking everything. he should have gone to jail! twice! he spends the whole series denying the fact that he has a problem and then goes to, what, a week of rehab and just is perfectly fine? that shit with boeing was so out of line and yet sand was the one who had to apologize for it?? what the fuck??? acted all high and mighty at top despite CHEATING ON MEW?? AND NOT BECAUSE SOME ASSHOLE TRICKED HIM HE REALLY DROVE TWO HOURS TO FUCK SOMEONE ELSE AND THEN FACED NO CONSEQUENCES FOR IT SERIOUSLY FUCK THIS GUY. i really truly cannot think of a single thing i like about him lmao completely insufferable. hated nearly every moment he was on screen. i probably would have liked the series 38402390483024 times more if he weren't in it. AND I HATE THAT I WROTE THE MOST ABOUT HIM OUT OF EVERYONE

moreover:

in general, it's actually kind of a bummer that the writers felt like they needed to include sandray at all. they were the only characters in the main cast who were wholly made up and not based on anyone irl and it made them the weakest links. i'm going to sound like a hypocrite because it pisses me off when people say this about topmew, but i think the series would have been improved without sandray.

that's not me hating on firstkhao!!!! i wish they had shined in their own series, because their talents were wasted in this one and their fanbase overcompensated for it in nasty ways. i have a hard time believing that they would have been so popular if they weren't played by firstkhao.

if the writers had incorporated some elements of ray's character (his crush on mew, bringing up his family life as an excuse for bad behavior, the way that the other characters actually like him for some reason) into boston, it would have made for a better character and the whole series would have come out a lot cleaner. his motives for fucking over top and mew would have been clearer and the tension with nick more complicated - nick could have been the one to expose topboston. the shit with boeing could have still happened, but just with The Bar Singer, and more time could have been spent on it to flesh it out. they didn't need to have the boyfriends, friends with benefits, fuck buddies theme - it would have worked just as well with just boyfriends and friends with benefits. nickboston's relationship went from fuck buddies to friends with benefits in two episodes anyway. and aprilcheum and plugyo could have had more screentime!!!

WOOF! the tenses in this were a mess, sorry. i wanted to include screencaps too, but i didn't want to gather them soz. anyway, this was fun to go through, anon! when i really look at it, the characters who went through the least amount of character development were the ones i hated the most, hmm 🤔 thanks for asking and loving my blog! 🥰

[t0o-m4ny-f4nd0ms]

Okay some it’s been twenty-four hours officially since I’ve seen the power of the doctor. Here are my thoughts;

GOOD;

• GODDAMN THAT SHIT WAS GOOD - from a plot perspective, a lot of callbacks to classic era, honestly made me wanna get britbox and watch classic who like the hype I felt seeing the past doctors - if I had actually watched their eras I would’ve shat myself even more

• SACHA FUCKING DHAWAN - someone give this man a fucking Oscar HOLY SHIT. He stole the show - he really did !!

• The VISUALS WILL AHHEIEHRIEJE ISTG NO OTHER ERA WILL HAVE BETTER SFX than this era! I will DIE ON THAT HILL

• YAZ - EVERYTHING ABOUT YAZ 😍 this is why she is top tier companion material my friends. BRIDAL CARRIES THE DOCTOR, SAVES THE FUCKING DAY, TAKES NO CREDIT FOR IT, FLYS THE TARDIS WITH HER NOTES, CAN READ GALLIFREYAN (apparently), STANDS UP TO THE MASTER, BECOMES THE DOCTOR IN HER OWN RIGHT, and is SO BRAVE when saying goodbye

• the actual regeneration - her little speech, her last sunrise, “tag, youre it” FUCK ME THATS SUCH A THIRTEEN THING TO SAY 😭 she was just so at peace with her fate, she knew it was time and she just accepted it

• THE companion support group situation at the end, and how they left a seat for Sarah Jane. That was beautiful

BAD;

• Idk if it was just me but it didn’t seem like Jodies doctor was given a lot to do? Like she gets taken away, gets forced into regeneration, degenerates into herself, gets rid of the daleks and the cybermen with her team, gets shot by a laser and then actually regenerates ?

• Obviously we already know how I feel about Jodie regenerating into David and the “what, what, what” - didn’t love it at all but it is what it is, moving on

• I don’t really understand what the point of having Vinder back was ? Kinda just felt like they wanted to bring Jacob back bc they like him? Same with Graham - like nice to see him, but him and Yaz barely acknowledged each other? Same with him and the doctor?

CONFLICTED;

• Companion endings - Dan leaving? Made sense but felt out of place and sort of rushed?

• The thasmin of it all - LOOK, I could make a WHOLE other post about this. One the one hand, we got quite a lot, like seeing that they’re equals, them always having each other’s back and wanting the other safe, soft touches, actions of love, acts of service, “[the Doctor] is loved”, “my doctor”, and “I’ve loved being with you Yaz”. That was their version of I love you and it was beautiful.

Their goodbye scene was HEARTBREAKING. Genuinely I’ve never heard more beautiful words said between two people who love each other and know it’s time to let each other go. The doctor saying “you know what this means right?” Shows that they’ve already talked about this, this conversation has been had off screen and we weren’t meant to be a part of it: it was something between them. Their plan was one last trip to end on a good note and idk I just, loved it. I will forever tear up watching that scene.

There could’ve been much more done, it felt VERY RUSHED towards the end. One the one hand, I’m not feeling that optimistic hopeful approach that was setup to be felt for Yaz’s ending. She’s jusy back on earth, and will probably work for UNIT and continue to save the earth. ONE THE OTHER HAND, it’s such a full circle moment bc when she started, she had just met someone who lost the love of their life but decided that the best way to grieve was find comfort in others. That’s exactly what she’s doing. She’s just lost the doctor and now, she’s found a group of people who have gone through exactly what she has gone through, and they’re getting through it together.

The lack of a kiss again I feel conflicted. I was convinced they were going to and was kinda mad they didn’t but then I sat and thought about it and I’m almost glad that they didn’t. It would’ve hurt them both too much, “it felt cruel, to be shown something I couldn’t have anymore. It felt like I’d rather not have know” pretty much sums that up I think. ALSO they did share a cheek kiss, bc Yaz kisses the doctor on the cheek when she bridal carries her 😌

Yaz being alive means that there’s a high possibility of her coming back, and I hope they definitely bring Jodie back as well in future.

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That’s not even all of it but that’s all my brain can do right now, what did everyone else think?

[jenyifer]

Color Fun with BostonNick

I’m preparing a post about the Boston red room scene idk when it’ll be done but wanted to throw out this quick thought.

The transition from Boston’s post spicy time scene to Nick’s opening the camper is genius. While Boston is actively closing himself off believing he’s as evil as possible now he’s ghosting his friends little bro who for some fucking reason has feelings. Everything is Bright Red. We have had other scenes in the dark room but this one feels like the contrast is on high. But we transition to Nick opening the camper for air green EVERYWHERE. Nick smiling talking with Sand genuinely being himself. Subtly showing the audience this is the healing Boston needs. Their positions are even similar which makes me think they are both heart broken it’s just Nick is dealing with it in a healthy way while Boston is suffering. He’s trying to do what he’s always done but Boston is hurting badly and doesn’t understand why. Boston can’t go to his friends he has to be alone with his pictures who can’t talk to him who don’t judge him. Nick and Boston are both stuck trying to find their own answers but Boston made the mistake in thinking sleeping with Atom would lessen the pain and Nick successfully heals at the very least his friendship with Sand and agrees to move forward with Dan with some prodding from Sand. Wrong and Right. Stranger and Friend. Red And Green. Boston and Nick.

Chaos Boys in heartbreak.

[snallavanta]

the whale (2022) - 4/5

i always love films where there aren't as many characters involved because you'd know that the characters who are involved would be important to the storyline. and when the film does it right, every character is able to shine & add something meaningful to the story.

the whale so wonderfully incorporated every character into the film, bringing meaning to charlie's life while giving the audience a glimpse into their own lives as well.

my favourite character has got to be mary, ellie's mother. she's initially set out to be a cold person—someone with a drinking problem who doesn't care about ellie. but when we finally get to meet her, we can see ourselves that she isn't like that at all. she may be strict & harsh (which might make her seem cold to ellie) but there is no denying that she cares about her daughter and even her ex-husband. mary's just hurt that her husband left her and she had to raise her daughter who later turned out to be the devil reincarnate by herself.

to be honest, i found charlie kind of insufferable. he's always saying sorry but never doing anything to fix the problem, which just gets on my nerves. i get that it's supposed to be part of his self-harming behaviour but seeing how it affects the people around him makes me extremely angry because then it doesn't just revolve around him. if he had seeked help earlier, he could be a part of ellie's life just like how he so desperately wished. it seemed lazy on his part to just be like "oh i really want to be in my daughter's life" but not do shit about it. no offence but i feel like his life is crappy and he truly can't blame anyone but himself. he had a wife and a loving daughter whom he purposefully left to pursue another (probably not stable) relationship. then he has his ex-boyfriend's sister who's also his close friend and caretaker taking care of him but he doesn't take any advice she gives, leaving her with little to no options but to just wait for him to die. he has dan the delivery guy who starts to check up on him but refuses to make the first move (this one is understandable though). there were just so, so many opportunities for charlie to turn his life around and yet he just chooses not to do so.

i don't know how one can go through life not being able to walk around your own home freely, not being able to laugh without any pain, not being able to show yourself without any fear or embarrassment. it is baffling to me that at no point in his life did charlie think "enough is enough" and TRIED to get his life together. i feel like they painted ellie as the antagonist but i truly felt that charlie was the antagonist of his own story.

i loved the plot twist at the end when we found out that ellie was the writer of the essay that charlie cherished. it may have been hinted during the haiku ellie wrote but it never occurred to me the two may have been written by the same person. it was endearing to see that an english teacher's favourite writer is his own daughter. and when ellie read her essay herself, nothing could have prepared me for that.

obviously, this is more a character-driven story rather than a plot-driven one so there's not much for me to say in terms of the plot.

overall, i truly enjoyed this movie and found it to be rather different than the typical films. it's a powerful story that tackles a difficult topic but one that i think is not shown enough on screens. only reason why i didn't give the whale a 5/5 is because i could not stand charlie & genuinely felt like giving him a punch every time he said sorry.

[justheretoreadfanfictions12]

The Love You Want - Part 6

Sleep Token Fanfiction - Hiding

I wake up from blinding sunlight, my head hurts, my throat feels dry, I'm hungover as hell. I close my eyes again listening to the calm breathing besides me. Wait, who is laying next to me? I turn my head. There he lays, covered in my sheets, only wearing his boxers, Jax is sleeping peacefully like he has no worries in life. I spend quite a few minutes just looking at him. Admiring his beauty. Watching his chest move slowly. I feel so close to him but yet so far away. I try to get up without waking him, he still slummers like a baby. I take a shower & get ready for the day, trying to cover up the dark circles around my eyes. I fail at it. I look like I haven't slept all night. Have I slept? I suddenly remember it all. Singing karaoke. Jax making love to me on a bench. Heading back to the club acting like nothing happened. Partying for hours. Getting back to the hotel. Jax heading to his room but knocking on my door 5 minutes later. Showering together. Him holding me in his arms, stroking my hair, kissing my forehead. Just as I get out of the shower to get dressed I hear another knock on my door. "Give me 2 minutes I'm getting dressed" I shout. I quickly grab a pair of black jeans & can't find any shirt, so I ick up Jax's button up shirt & throw it on. Stupid me. I open the door, Dan grins at me. "Seems like you have been up for quite some time yesterday night. I heard "voices" from your room & you are wearing a man's shirt" he says. Shit, his room is next to mine, how could we have been so careless? I blush. He says: "Is the dude still here? I won't tell Ryle, I promise. He might get a little jealous. But more importantly - have you heard from Jax? He normally never sleeps in, he has terrible insomnia & hardly sleeps for like 5 hours every night. He isn't answering his door". Shit. I need to make up a few excuses. I grab my key & leave the room. Jax is still asleep, I feel like nothing could wake him up at this point. Dan said he has insomnia & can't sleep properly but there he is, slumbering, completely unbothered by anything happening around him.

I turn to Dan after closing the door. "We will never talk about this ever again, you hear me? You never heard a man in my room. I never wore a man's shirt. This didn't happen. Please." I beg. He smirks, visibly amused by my embarrassment. He looks me up & down, suddenly his eyes widen. "This shirt, I have seen it before. Iris, who is the man in your room?" he asks. I feel my stomach turn, no, I won't let this happen. "I have no idea what you are talking about, it's a black shirt & the man in my room is a stranger I met at the hotel bar when I went down to grab a snack cause I was hungry when we came home." I say, praying that we will buy it. He looks at me, then starts laughing. "For a second I thought you were sleeping with Jax. That would be insane, it's pretty much impossible." he says. "Why is that impossible?" I ask, immediately regretting my question, I need to shift the conversation away from Jax, not talk about him even more. He shakes his head. "Man, Jax is a special type of human, he just doesn't seem to be interested in women. Not that he's gay or something like that. He just really doesn't care about dating or sex. I have watched countless women try. He was genuinely uninterested in them all." he responds. I feel something in my jump. I made the unapproachable man not only sleep with me but stay in my bed afterwards. Then I quickly snap back to reality. "Oh wow, that sounds boring!" I say. "I haven't seen Jax since yesterday evening when we all came back to the hotel. Maybe he's out for a walk or something. The tour seems to be stressing him quite a lot." I say, hoping it sounds realistic & unbothered. "This man will be the death of me one day, he drives me crazy." Dan says. Same, he will be my death too, he drives me even crazies than Dan could ever imagine. "I need to get back into my room & make this man disappear now." I say. Dan laughs again. "Was he this bad? Really?" he asks. Oh, if he would only know how good Jax was. If he would only know what his touch feels like. "Yeah." I say & grab my keys. "Good luck finding Jax, I'm sure he will be back soon." I say & unlock my door. Back in my room I sigh, banging my head against a wall, hoping it would bring my stupid mind back to reality, not getting myself stuck in situations like this ever again. I hear a soft chuckle, then Jax says in his even deeper morning voice: "Good morning my love, I have no idea what you are doing but you look cute wearing my shirt". I look at him angrily. "Dan was just here questioning what I was doing last night, almost recognized your shirt on me & asking me where you are cause he can't find you." I say. Jax laughs even more. I haven't seen him laugh this much in the span of a few minutes ever before. "I guess you lied your way out of that situation & saved our asses from getting caught, right?" he asks. I nod. "It was HARD. Very hard. I'm not even fully awake yet & now we need to get you ut of here without anyone noticing," I say. He gives me a sing to get into bed with him. I sit down next to him, he grabs my hand & says: "I haven't slept this deeply in a while now. I guess whenever I can't sleep I'll have to visit you in your room". I can't believe this man who normally is the most serious person on earth is joking about this. "Leo, this was close. Dave almost realized you were the man in my room. We need to be more careful." I say. He just shrugs his shoulders. "You're right, I know, I just loved every second of last night & I want to do this over & over again." he says. We somehow manage to get him out of my room & into his room to get ready for breakfast.

At the breakfast table Dan smirks at me every time our eyes meet, he's such a child sometimes. When Ryle gets up to grab more coffee, Dan quickly says: "Iris had a man in her room last night, I heard them. Don't tell Ryle though". What an idiot. Alex looks at me surprised, then bursts out a loud laugh. Jax just smiles, he looks satisfied. "Well, I hope he gave you a good time." Jax says. I blush. I can't even look at him. Alex keeps pushing me too. "Tell us more!! How was he?" he asks. I sigh, rolling my eyes at Dan for exposing me. "He was great, truly great. Good guy. Very handsome. Knows how to use his package properly. And he's biiig, like really big. Huge would be a better description. He tastes really good as well." I say. Jax chokes on his coffee. I quickly glance at him & can't believe what I'm seeing. He is blushing. His face turns red. Alex starts laughing like crazy. Dan just nods & says: "Great, I'm happy for you. At least one of us had an exciting night". If he only knew..

We spend the day getting to the concert hall, checking everything out, setting up the stage & doing sound checks. The boys play a few songs. After there are done we all head backstage where Ryle pulls me aside. "Iris, I need to talk to you real quick." he says. Oh shit, I almost forgot that not only one band member wants to fuck me, but two. I smile at him. "What's up?" I ask. He looks nervous. Then he asks: "I just wanted to invite you for a nice dinner, just you & me. Maybe tonight?". I'm not prepared for this. I look for Jax's eyes, when mine meet them I give him a sign to help me. He quickly walks towards us. "Iris, I need you for a second. Work stuff." he says. "Of course." I answer, relieved that he is saving me. I quickly say to Ryle: "Let's talk about this later!" & follow Jax. "He wants to take me out. For a date. A real date. What should I do?" I ask Jax. He looks at me with a totally new expression on his face. It's a mix of anger, jealousy & worry. "I can't bare the thought of anyone else touching you. You belong to me. I belong to you. Your touch is holy. You cure me. I cannot watch another man try to receive the same as you give me". he says calmly. His words are so angry, yet his voice is so soft. I throw my body against his, kissing him passionately. As soon as his lips are on mine, there is no holding back. Jax quickly locks the door of the small office we are in. He picks me up & carries me to the desk. He pulls up the dress I have thrown on before we left the hotel, pushing my panties aside, but he doesn't touch me, he starts kissing my neck, my chest, then he dips his head between my thighs, planting soft kisses on my inner thighs, biting my skin, then finally giving me what I long for. He starts softly licking his tongue over my most sensitive spot. He nibbles, sucks, bites, making me lose every ounce of control over my body. He whispers: "You taste so good, I want to stay between your legs forever. But you need to be quiet for me. Shut that pretty little mouth". I nod, trying to not make a sound. It's hard to not scream his name, so I whisper it. "Jax, you are killing me, this feels so good!". Just as I'm close to cumming he stops. The next second his body is pressed on top of mine, he breathes heavily, filling me out completely. He moves slowly, very slowly. His hands are around my waist, pulling me closer to him. His lips are on mine. He pulls them away, which feels like he has taken my biggest treasure away from me. Then he looks into my eyes while still fucking me slowly & says: "I was made for you. I was born to be by your side. I was crafted to be buried deep inside of you. You finally gave me the piece that was missing form my purpose." then he crashes his lips back onto mine. Tears roll down my cheeks as he makes me cum. The mix of his beautiful words & passionate thrusts is something I have never experienced before. He presses his forehead against mine as he finishes seconds after me. We don't dare to move, never wanting this moment to pass, when we hear a bang on the door.

"Why the hell is this door locked, what are you guys doing?" Dan shouts. Shit, not Dan again. He's already suspicious from what happened this morning, now Jax & me are locked in a room together. Jax sighs, visibly annoyed by the interruption. He pulls himself away from me, leaving me feel empty. Quickly pulling his pants up, giving me a quick kiss on my lips & whispering "Fix your hair real quick, you look like you just got laid". Then he opens the door. I sit on the chair in front of the desk, the room is a mess, stuff that had been on the table are spread across the room, pens rolling around, papers on the floor, this situation isn't good. Dan comes in, looks Jax up & down, then he says: "I don't know what you guys are doing but please be careful. Don't get distracted, Jax. We need you. By the way there's lipstick all over your chest & neck, don't try to trick me. You were the guy in Iris' room last night, am I right? Are you stupid enough to risk what we all have for sex? Really, Jax? Nothing against you, Iris, but this man is incapable of loving, he said it himself. He never experienced love. You guys could go around fucking literally everyone, why choose your work colleagues?" Suddenly Jax clenches his fists. I have never seen this look on his face. Pure anger. He steps towards Dan, grabbing him by his shirt, pulling him closer to his face. "Don't you dare say I could just fuck anyone. You know I can't. You know I'm risking my reputation, my music, my whole life by doing this. I never felt the need to get close to a woman before I laid my eyes on her. She brought me back to life. The first time I heard her voice, I questioned everything I ever thought about love. The first time I touched her, I spent the night praying for forgiveness, but I couldn't stop. I tried, Dan, you know I did. You know I have sold my body & mind to my music. To our brotherhood. You guys know how much you mean to me, you are my life. But she is what I was made for apart from music, she makes the blood in my veins feel warm again. I was literally frozen until she warmed me up." he says. Tears falling from his eyes. His body shakes as Dan pulls him in for a hug. They just stand there hugging each other for minutes, not saying a single word. Then Jax steps back, wiping his face, planting a kiss on Dan's forehead. "I love you my brother" he says. Dan wipes his face too, both are crying. "I love you too, more than anything." he says. Then he looks at me, simply nodding & saying: "His love is my love, Iris. Welcome to the family." then he turns around, wanting to leave. He looks back at Jax & says: "I never saw anything, my mouth is shut until you choose to speak for yourself." then he walks away.

[creepypastalover97]

Well time for another post for my creepypasta au

Today. We are introducing one of the most popular creepypastas who is part of this au…

Jeff the killer or in this au

Jeffrey Dan woods.

I know in fanon or canon he is known as Jeffrey c. Hodek or Jeffrey Alan woods. But I’m going with this one. If you are wondering where I got the “dan” from go on YouTube to puppetstrings channel. She has great creepypasta content on there.

Moving on. Here are the headcannons.

. First things first. This dude is a total asshole.

Jeff is easily one of the most egotistical and narcissistic pastas there is. He’s sarcastic, laughs at other’s pain, will make fun of anyone whether the situation calls for it or not. He has no filter. He genuinely considers himself the coolest, most badass, handsome, unbeatable killer on the planet and he is constantly bragging about how great he is at everything. Even when he’s proven wrong he’ll keep doing it. He’s so full of himself he has mirrors all over his room so he can admire himself from all angles.

. Doesn’t help that the dude is a bonafide celebrity in the Under Realm and he constantly has to deal with rabid fans asking for his autograph whenever he leaves the Mansion . This attention has only swelled his ego even more.

. Went insane at the age of 13-14 and was recruited by Slenderman at the age of 15. Isn’t a proxy, but is supervised.

. He’s about 5’6

. His mouth heals, and he lets it scar for months before he slits it back open, lets it heal and then repeats the cycle

. Dude literally gets the shit kicked out of him by the other residents of the mansion at least 5 times a day. He never learns his lesson. Ever.

. Dude takes great pride in his hair. He is definitely in love with his hair. He let it grow out until it was just below his shoulders, and that’s just the perfect length in his opinion because he can throw it around like a sassy teen, he can put it in a ponytail, braid it. He loves to experiment with different techniques and thinks he looks flawless every time. One of his favorite things to do post-kill is raid his victim’s hair products (he really wracks it up if it’s a girl) and steal shampoo, conditioner, hair-spray, and leave-in conditioners because he wants his hair to be soft and amazing. He can spend around two hours every day in the bathroom just working on his hair. He doesn’t care. Everybody knows not to ever insult his precious mane, otherwise Jeff will stab a knife into their arm.

. Jeff has a soft spot for animals. Before Jeff went crazy, he loved animals. That was one of the things he and Liu shared in common, and though his love of animals faded slightly, it didn’t go away. He’ll slaughter entire families in their sleep for the sheer thrill of it all, but hurting pets? Now that’s just messed up.

. Much like his hair, he loves his knife with a passion. It’s basically his girlfriend at this point. He takes great care of it, cleans it regularly, polishes it, makes sure it doesn’t get broken. He’s named it Kristine. You think it’s weird naming an inanimate object?

”If people can name boats, cars, and other shit then I sure as hell will name my knife whatever the fuck I want.”- Jeff

. Loves Smile Dog, that’s his son . Never actually sees him as a pet, more as a person if anything. He’ll tell you quick that Smile is his pride and joy, second to his beautiful hair, of course. He’ll take Smile on walks, play with him, he even brings him on killings, sometimes. He may need some extra help, after all.

. sometimes he lets out his emotions by going into the woods and screaming at the top of his lungs. Dude is literally having a existential crisis 24/7.

. he has terrible chicken scratch handwriting but his cursive is actually very pretty.

. Has never heard of the term ‘friendly competition’, will maim you over an uno game and not apologize

. has a dart board with Jane’s face on it.

. VERY honest at the WRONG times.

“He broke up with you because the other girl was hotter, but don’t worry, I bet she’ll make his life a living hell in plastic surgery debt.” - jeff

(Jeff that isn’t how you comfort somebody—)

. Never really learned manners or etiquette. Will absolutely belch in front of people and not say sorry or laugh as a joke or anything. He belched and there was some vomit.

. If he’s not in the mansion sleeping or yelling, he’s out on a mission or a self care day. You’ll know by the amount of blood that’s on his clothes.

. When a killing spree goes good to great, Jeff often hums or sings to himself when he comes back.

. Dude talks shit in his sleep.

. His skin isn’t completely burnt it gets patchier towards his upper arms and legs

. Laughs like a fucking hyena or Isaac Foster - There’s no in-between with Jeff.

. Deep fucking voice - before puberty hit, he sounded like Darwin from Amazing World of Gumball.

. There have been times where he sleep-kills.

. Lives for sushi.

. sucks at math and English, he hates reading.

“Yo, what’s up? My name is Jeff. I’m 23 and I never fucking learned how to read!” - Jeff

He hasn’t become anymore intelligent lol, he’s just become older.

. Considering having no eyelids would basically make it impossible for Jeff to do…anything I’m ignoring that in my AU. He actually has his eyelids, just has a birth defect that is called buphthalmia, if you don’t know what that is go look it up. Has glasses but rarely wears them. Often will bump into things too because he refuses to wear them. Wears heavy black eye makeup, but his eyes being fairly large and with the black around them it appears there could possibly be none.

. Has gotten arrested by far the most out of all the other pastas. Slenderman often sends the proxies to break him out.

. jeff’s religous trauma + aggressive political upbringing made him beileve anarachy is the only interest

. Likes listening to nirvana.

. Has a mannequin to stab. Mostly for practice.

. Gets mistaken as 2010 Andy Sixx more often than he likes and fucking hates Black Veil Brides for that woke reason.

. Sleeps in his boxers . For some reason he sleeps with his eyes open, so he wears a eye mask. Other wise without the eye mask, he looks fucking terrifying sleeping.

. When in emotional pain, he hits himself in the stomach.

DO NO TRY THAT AT HOME KIDS

. Curses like a pirate with no shame.

. Anger management issues high-key

. If you look closely, you can still see hints of blue in his eyes

. Surprisingly is really good at card games. People think he cheats but it’s literally all skill. Though hates that Circe is possibly better at cards than him.

.

. Speaking of Circe. If you don’t know who that is, check out my other headcannons. They don’t have the best relationship, considering Jeff tried to make her life a living hell when they first moved into the mansion. He literally poured blood on her. Though he does have some respect for them now. All it took was pushing them past their breaking point and her trying to kill him for it to happen. He respects her, but also is scared of her now. Though he won’t ever admit that.

. Likes to play guitar, he’s mostly self taught. He owns a bass guitar, but during one of his rage fits, he smashed it to pieces.

. Likes to scam kids on animal jam

. Ever since he was a little kid he’s been highly susceptible to the paranormal. Ghosts, monsters and demons weren’t exactly dime a dozen when he was growing up but seeing them wasn’t uncommon either. In fact Smile Dog was his “imaginary” friend as a kid. For this reason the existence of the Under Realm was something he accepted without much questioning.

. jeff thinks clockwork is genuinely into him

whenever she gut punches him or gags when he walks into the room hes like

“dam baby if you wanted a piece of this ass all you had too do was ask”- jeff

and then he gets pummeled by someone

. Jeff doesn’t have many friends. No one wants anything to do with him. But that’s fine. He finds everybody else annoying as hell to be around. The only people he can stand to be around without wanting to stab himself in the throat is Hoody (although he does piss him off sometimes), BEN, and eyeless jack.

. Doesn’t like to admit it, but he’s very sensitive. He doesn’t actually want people to hate him, but he doesn’t want people to get close to him. He learned his lesson. So he acts Narcissistic as hell to hide away the feelies.

. Tried to attend a psychologist, to attend his traumas. The psychologist fucking died. Tho Circe uses him as a way to improve her psychology skills, how she manages to survive may have something to do with her “silver tounge”.

. The real reason Jeff murdered his family in the first place was because he didn’t want them to see the person he was becoming. He lies to himself and others that he never cared about his family and only killed them to get them out of the way.

. His feelings for Liu are…complicated.

Jeff isn’t sure if hates Liu/Sully or not. Liu surviving not only leaves a family member alive to see what he’s become but it means he’s capable of failure and his narcissistic mind just can’t handle that. Part of him wants to feel remorse for the pain and trauma he caused him, and at times he does, but it doesn’t last very long. Jeff isn’t completely stupid. He knows Liu doesn’t like him. He acts like he doesn’t care, but there are moments he can’t help but miss his older brother and look back at all the memories they share together. Even if he tried to mend their relationship, Sully wouldn’t have it. Jeff and Liu mostly try to avoid each other, but when they do happen to cross paths Jeff will make some snarky remark and Sully will come out and roast him hard.

”Hey brother, you’re looking good today. I’m sorry I couldn’t attend your funeral last year.” - jeff

”Hey bitch, Ronald McDonald called. He wants his face back.” - liu ( but it’s sully in control).

. Jeff is one of the most frequent killers in the Manor, murdering an average of ten people each week, maybe twelve, if he gets lucky. He isn’t sure why he enjoys to kill and watch others suffer so much, and he’s never really put much thought into it. He’s just accepted it for what it was and put his mind on important things, like trying to remember if he’s been to this house, before. If he’s being honest (which is a very rare trait for him okay, let’s get that straight) yeah, sometimes he misses his old life. He misses his mom, his dad, his very few friends. But he wouldn’t go back to living it. His life now is a lot more exciting; it allows him to be himself, express himself in ways he couldn’t, previously. It does have its hardships, but he’s willing to take them head on since it means being a Creepypasta.

Over all Jeffrey dan woods is very complicated dude.

But still a asshole.

Well there you have it. Jeff the killer everyone.

I hope you all liked it. I’ll be posting more soon, so bye .

P.s. None of this is canon so don’t take seriously if you don’t want to, so don’t hate if you do take it somewhere else.

P.s.s. By the way, go check out Circe’s origin story on archive of our own. It’s called rabbits are not what they seem.

[libertybri]

Can I request companions react to a chubby sole who falls for them but is insecure so they leave them at sanctuary and start traveling alone or with another companion?

Sorry if this ask is a bother! I really like your asks and such btw!!

*this is going to be a longer one so buckle up and enjoy the ride, y’all

The companion knew something was up when Sole began acting standoffish in their travels together, using one-worded, seemingly uninterested responses in conversation and avoiding even looking at them most of the time. They contemplated whether it was something they said that put Sole off, did they insult them in some way? Surely Sole would have told them if that were the case. They knew how much the companion cared for them and would never want to hurt them. So when Sole finally decides to trek back to Sanctuary, [Fizztop Grille for Nuka-companions] and they leave them there to begin traveling on their own, they attempt to piece together what truly happened. For some it was easier than others…

MacCready:

It took him longer than he would like to admit to realize Sole left him because they had fallen, although MacCready thought he had made his own feelings to them very clear. It didn’t dawn on him that Sole was insecure of their body and it never would until they flat out told him. “That’s ridiculous, Sole! How could you hate the way you look? You’re fricken gorgeous!” He chooses flattery and genuine attraction to woo the insecure Sole, and of course it works.

Hancock:

He is slightly annoyed once he realizes that Sole left him because of their insecurities. Sure he understands, he has plenty of his own. However, he thinks that they’re only being dramatic. “Honey, have you seen me? Take a good look. If I can flaunt this sexy shriveled mess, then you can flaunt those stunning curves. Heh heh. C’mon, Sunshine, you’ve got nothin’ to be ashamed of.”

Cait:

She wouldn’t even let Sole make it passed Red Rocket, stomping after them fuming with hurt and annoyance. She would demand an answer immediately and would continue on her hot rage streak until she notices Sole’s features filled with gloom as they tell her the true issue. She would soften and take a gentle hold of Sole’s arms as she moves closer to them. “Oh ‘ye idiot! ‘Ye think I care ‘bout that? If anythin’ it’s the reason I was drawn to ‘ye in the first place. What? ‘Ye thought I was jus’ twiddlin’ my thumbs walking behind ‘ye all this time?”

Piper:

She knew immediately. Piper watched Sole’s mannerisms and the way they isolated themself especially when eating. She pieced it together probably the quickest of all the companions and ultimately thought it was quite ridiculous. She would catch up with Sole and give them a stern look before ripping them a new one. “You think you can get rid of me that easily, Blue? Come on, you’re not the only one with some curves around here. Nothing to be ashamed of, hun.” She would jokingly pat her larger hip and smile at Sole, easing their issues quickly.

Nick:

For a detective, it actually takes him a pretty good time to understand why Sole left him behind. He contemplates all of the things to say to them on his way back to his office when he runs into them again. Before they can turn the other way and avoid him, he calls out for them. “Hey doll, I know why you left me. Now I don’t usually like to scold people for, uh, low self-esteem. That’s usually an issue someone has to work out on their own. But you and I are a great team, so I’m not going to let ya stick this one out on your own either. Why don’t you come back with me, beautiful?”

Preston:

He definitely picks up on Sole’s behavior but makes no comment on it until they choose to randomly leave him behind. Before Sole can walk away, he asks for their attention once more and questions their behavior. Once he realizes the truth, he takes Sole in his arms. “I wish you had told me sooner, Gen- Sole. I think you are just marvelous as you are. Everything about you is perfect, inside and out.”

Danse:

Any other time, Danse would allow Sole to leave him and go, however with their strange behavior toying with his mind, he simply cannot allow them to leave before getting answers. After Sole tells him how they are feeling, he goes in to comfort them. “Solider, my feelings for you are also… strong, and very confusing. While I fell for your kind heart, I have to admit that your, um, figure… kind of drew me in.” O.O

Maxson:

He is slightly annoyed that he had followed Sole out into the Commonwealth only for them to leave him at one of their settlements without further explanation. Knowing they would have to report to him eventually, he would head back to the Prydwen and wait for them to come to him. When they do, he immediately scolds them and demands an answer. After getting an answer he doesn’t particularly like, he would shy away from the conversation but attempt to console them. “I have feelings for you as well, you know that. You are… absolutely stunning, to say the least. I hope my words can ease you somewhat.”

Curie:

She wouldn’t be able to understand Sole’s reasoning for leaving her behind until the two met up again. To which she would then immediately question Sole, innocently asking if it was something she did to send them away. Ridden with guilt for making Curie feel this way, Sole would tell her the truth much to her confusion. “But madame/monsieur, you are perfectly healthy! Is that not what matters most?”

Deacon:

He catches onto their behavior after a while of traveling together and really pieces it all together after they try to leave him behind. Deacon will wordlessly allow them to leave him, but secretly trail them until he can think of the right words to say at confrontation. Once coming face-to-face with Sole once again, Deacon will cross his arms like a scolding parent and furrow his brows at his partner. “Here I was thinking we had something good going on, then you up and leave me without an explanation.” He sighs dramatically before continuing. “I forgive you, on one condition. Please stop swaying those hips when you walk! I am just dying, so entranced. Honestly boss, it’s quite dangerous since you’re distracting me from my job.”

Desdemona:

She somewhat catches onto Sole’s behavior but still doesn’t understand the ‘why’. Before Sole can leave her, she questions it. Getting the answer she didn’t want was disappointing to say the least, but Desdemona took it upon herself to make sure Sole felt otherwise even if they still chose to leave her behind. “Not only are you one of our smartest and strongest agents, you also have a kind heart and that’s what matters most. And I mean, hey, that figure isn’t too bad either. Definitely better looking than most, I’ll tell you that.”

Glory:

“Oh no ya don’t!” She refuses to let Sole leave her and takes her partner by their forearm, holding them until they give her a straight answer for their weird behavior. Once it was given, Glory would release them and fondly take their hand instead. “You don’t really think that matters, do you? Please, if anything it makes you even more attractive as you already are. Haven’t you heard them say, there’s more to love? Yeah, that sounds about right.”

Tinker Tom:

He doesn’t really let Sole leave him, following them almost like a lost puppy. Although he doesn’t quite pick up on their strange behavior at first, he demands an answer in the most polite form. With Sole telling him of their insecurity and basically unleashing their feelings. He warmly takes their hand. “A little chub never hurt anyone. Here, look at mine!” He proudly pats his slightly pouched belly and smiles at Sole. “See? Ain’t hurting anyone, so ain’t nothing to be afraid of.”

Magnolia:

She would realize that Sole was feeling a bit insecure not too much later than their change in actions, picking up on bits of conversation that were off to her. Before Sole could leave her, she would confront them. After getting the truth out of them, she would just chuckle and kiss their cheek. “Honey, you are by far the most beautiful person, in and out, to walk into my life. Don’t think I’m just going to let you walk out now.”

Sturges:

He was only confused for the most part. As he had agreed to travel with Sole, only for them to bring him back to Sanctuary not too much later. He would be sad about it but wait for them to return and then question them. Once Sole told him how they felt, he would not hesitate to take them into his arms and flatter them. “Darlin’, you are so stunnin’. Truth be told, I was real disappointed when ya told me to wait here ‘cause I was gettin’ real used to lookin’ at your purty self all the time.”

X6-88:

He will wait for them for as long as they need to be away. Once they come back to get him, he will be hesitant to question why he was left behind in the first place. After Sole explains to him, he is still beyond confused with their reasoning. “But xir, you have nothing to be ashamed of. You have quite the healthy figure.”

Gage:

He would never realize what Sole’s issue was until they flat out told him. He would, however, wait a while before chasing after Sole and demanding an answer. After they tell him, he kind of just looks at them questioningly and shakes his head. “It’s refreshin’ to see somethin’ like yourself, I’ll tell ya that much, Boss. Heh, that body ain’t nothin’ to be ashamed of.”

Mason:

He cannot piece together the reason Sole left him, nor does he even care for reasoning. He will chase them down without a second thought and angrily express his annoyance with them. “First you tell me that you want me to travel with you, then you leave me at Fizztop to wait for however long you please. Ain’t gonna happen that way, Boss.” After Sole explains to him their reasoning, he still would be reluctant to show softer emotions. “Well… don’t let it happen again. You know you’re fucking hot anyway, right?”

Mags Black:

Because she makes a point to studying the Overboss, she realizes what their issue is before they even leave her behind. She will give them their space to recollect their feelings before approaching them again accusingly. “So you thought you could get rid of me? Won’t be that easy, unfortunately.” She jokes with Sole and hesitantly takes their hand. “I know the reason you left me, and I think it was pretty stupid. Don’t let it happen again. You’re quite the sight to look at and I was missing you dearly.”

Nisha:

She is annoyed with Sole and goes back to her own place. She doesn’t attempt to find them and waits for them to come to her. Only then she will bring up that they left for a very stupid reason and ridicule them for it. “If you leave me like that again, I can only assume you don’t like what we have going on here. I don’t care that you’re a little bigger, idiot.”

William Black:

He pieces together that Sole is insecure about something as they’ve fallen for him and he never can quite figure it out on his own. The way he sees the Boss, they are absolutely perfect in his eyes and have nothing to be ashamed of. Though he doesn’t know or understand what they dislike about themself, as he catches up to them, he lets them know just how much he thinks it’s nonsense. “Boss, there isn’t a thing about you that’s off-putting. Even those Pack folk with half a brain can see just how damn gorgeous you are.”

[sailoreuterpe]

Holy shit, we start this family sitcom film with a shooting!

Oh my god, I snorted at Bob assuring the burger that everything is fine.

Aw, the first song is so cute.

I don’t care what anyone else says, I think that the main cast all have nice voices.

Tina wanting to give Jimmy Junior her barrette is so cute.

Louise, sweetie, noooo, don’t feel bad about your ears!

Louise’s verse is so nice because it takes a moment to understand that she’s talking about her ears.

Noooo, I know that the movie isn’t going to end with the restaurant closed but I’m still like, “noooo!”

I thought that Gene got kicked out of the Itty Bitty Ditty Committee?

The ga-ga ball pit in the background is sending me!

“My penis area!” OH MY GOD!

God, I hate Chloe.

MORT MY BELOVED!

TEDDY MY BELOVED!

I love Teddy but it’s kinda hypocritical for him to get mad at Bob for shouting.

I swear to God, I want to punch Jimmy Pesto for SMILING when the sinkhole opens.

Poor Grover–how do you get lower in the hierarchy than FELIX?

GENE.

Between Gene’s inappropriate comment about holes and Louise’s old joke about Bob, they really are catering to the long time fans with this one.

Hey, Fischoeder lore!

The little pop when Linda pulls out the tube was adorable.

Mr. Fiscoeder is so fun.

Bob’s face as he stares at the hole makes me want to cry. T_T.

Teddy’s in a book club!

BOB MOM LORE BOB MOM LORE BOB MOM LORE!

Jericho!!!!

Tina having the insight and maturity to literally have her fantasy analyze her emotions is badass even if it ends badly.

Awwww, all of the kids being bitter and doubting themselves genuinely makes me sad.

MELTED KUCHI KOPI, PLEASE BE A BITTER ASSHOLE!

YES, YES, BE A JACKASS MELTED KUCHI KOPI!

Where did Melt Kuchi Kopi’s boobs go?

That crack about Melted Kuchi Kopi was stone cold, Louise.

BUNNY EARS LORE!

LINDA MADE THE EARS OH MY GOD!

“So, what I’m hearing is that your head hasn’t grown since preschool” kind of confirms Short!Louise for life.

“Oh, please; I brushed.”

I bet dollars to donuts that Louise falls in.

And there she goes.

OK, the skeleton reveal is GENUINELY terrifying.

Oh my God, Louise choking on the teeth! D:

“I tasted death!”

Of course Louise is on board with committing a felony. XD

Oh my god, I JUST wrote in my recent series that Louise develops a nervous quirk of pulling on her bunny ears when upset and then the movie has her DO that!

Oh no, not Mr. Fiscoeder!

There’s no way Mr. Fiscoeder actually killed Dan. That would be too easy and also, obviously, too short of a plot.

My guess is either Felix killed the carnie, Grover killed the carnie, or it was an accident.

Either Felix is the killer or just that obtuse; it could honestly go either way.

Aw, Linda and Teddy fantasizing together about mobile houses ala “Howl’s Moving Castle” is very sweet.

Bob’s groan is very reminiscent of Tina’s which is adorable.

Linda’s eyes shift in bed and it’s great.

I genuinely got a little emotional at Linda giving Bob a pep talk.

The animation in this is really nice and flowing.

Firstly: FLASHBACK!

Secondly: So Mort’s been around since before Bob’s Burgers!

If Linda was pregnant with Tina (and heavily so) when they leased the building then the restaurant can’t be older than 13 years old.

Oh my GOD, I literally laughed out loud when Linda punches Bob in the nuts!

Louise’s “it’s go time” face is badass.

I only just noticed that Louise’s eyes are both the same size now; I wonder when that happened.

If Louise doesn’t become a career criminal, she’d make an amazing private detective.

Aw, the kids don’t keep their bikes at Teddy’s any more. :(

I LOVE the running gag of “overly-long plan name”!

Teddy built the restaurant a mobile food kiosk! T_T

Ohhhh, Teddy wanting to go sell burgers with Bob and Linda makes my heart hurt.

As much as I don’t like how recent seasons have made Bob and Teddy’s relationship more toxic and like, why is Bob even friends with Teddy–I do like that Linda and Teddy are getting along so well.

I appreciate that the movie isn’t doing the “Hostile Creep Teddy” thing that the more recent seasons have been amping up.

Teddy is so, so sad and yet so, so sweet.

The mobile burger stand is going to get at least one of them jailed, I just know it. :(

I bet Teddy gets jailed to protect Bob and Linda.

I snorted at “Grab your meat!”

I looked it up and Mickey isn’t voiced by Bill Hader but the replacement guy does a great Bill Hader impression.

Mickey admitting that he didn’t actually have to serve his time made my laugh.

The view of the cooler contents is beautiful.

Aw, Teddy being so happy just to be helping Bob and Linda is the best. T_T

The One Eyed Snakes are coming up!

I love how the movie is getting all of the best side characters into the film in organic ways.

Louise is so good at reverse psychology and I love to see it every time.

Hey, Ghost Boy graffiti!

OH NO, not Hugo!

Poor Ron and Trev being in love with fucking assholes.

I love the random customer getting roped into the Belchers’ nonsense.

“That is yours to keep.”

Hey, Fanny’s back!

I was legitimately tense when Felix opened the deck doors.

I am LIVING for Bob and Teddy having a (mostly) healthy and loving relationship!!

The animation of the sparkles coming off of Fantasy Jimmy Junior was genuinely beautiful.

Oh my God, Bob’s little smile when he’s on the Molehill is so cuuuute!

Hey, I was right that Teddy would sacrifice himself for Bob and Linda.

…Too bad that it backfired when Bob and Linda pissed off more carnies.

Oh yeah, Mr. Fischoeder would have the money to post bail.

How is bail never an option in these situations?

The animation on Felix’s face when he gets creepy is so good!

GENE AND TINA WANTING TO HUG EACH OTHER MORE OFTEN! T_T

“Boy Bob Child” oh my god.

Poor Tina has to talk to the murderer XD.

I reiterate: How sad do you have to be to be even lower in power than FELIX?

BABY FISCHES IN THE BACKGROUND OH MY GOD!

Deceased Mr. Fischoeder looks like Calvin!

HOLY SHIT I CALL IT FOR GROVER AS THE MURDERER!

I really admire how Gene’s playing is being used a background music and causing the tension to ramp up in this scene.

I LOVE how Tina and having a phone of her own is a series-spanning running joke.

I gotta admit, “The Belchers almost get killed because the Fischoeders are insanely dysfunctional” is kind of a fun running gag at this point.

Again, the animation in this is so great and Grover dancing is beautiful.

Wait, Felix didn’t get caught for his attempted murders so what felony has HE committed?

If I had a nickel for every time that the Belchers almost died under the Wonder Wharf pier, I’d have two nickels.

Oh God, Grover wants Disneyland, gross.

OH, the stuffed animals remark was foreshadowing!!

Boo, I thought that Teddy would save the day and instead he’s going to PESTO’S.

OK, when do I get my “Louise and Mr. Fischoeder team up for real” episode?

Tina is so badass sometimes.

OK, so prediction: Fischoeder pays off the bank in thanks for saving his life, Grover goes to jail, Tina asks Jimmy Junior to be her summer boyfriend, Gene gets to play at the wharf, and Louise keeps her ears because fuck Chloe.

Holy shit, no wonder this is PG-13.

Grover runs over their bikes; what an asshole!

OOOOHHHH, GRANDMA BELCHER AND BABY BOBBY!!!!

GRANDMA BELCHER REVEAL GRANDMA BELCHER REVEAL GRANDMA BELCHER REVEAL!

Oh my God, Louise is like her grandma. T_T

And then Bob having an epiphany about him and Linda as they’re dying…

“I’m gonna Linda this!”!!!!

OH MY GOD TINA KNOWING WHAT GRINDING IS!

Yay, Teddy got his moment to save the day!

OLIVE BAAAR!!!

YES YES YES FULL MAIN CAST SAVES THE DAY!

“This place is overengineered, I think” oh my god.

OK, yes, they’re playing the hand-slap game but it’s still sweet that the Fischoeders are holding each other’s hands as they die.

Yaaaay, everyone lives!

YAY, Grover got pinched!

Aw, Bob trying to be like Linda to give Gene a pep talk.

And everyone gets their happy end oh my god. T_T

I LOVE that Louise still wears her ears but isn’t anxious about them.

OH MY GOD THEY’RE RECREATING THE OPENING AS THE ENDING BUT WITH ANOTHER RE!

Hey, Gretchen!

Hey, Gayle!

MARSHMALLOW MY BELOVED!

Shit, Marshmallow’s dress is the trans flag colors! :D

That was so fun and sweet!!