#i love wilson but he's like some guy. a pretty guy of course but i couldn't think of him being otherwise terribly

[marc--chilton]

house and wilson. but they are cats. warrior cats, if you will,

(bases by googaoo!)

[lust4life01]

Hello there! Could you please write a Gregory House smut with a fem reader? I'm good with anything, maybe with a little exhibitionism with Wilson? Anything really, would love a dark House. Thanks!

Hello!! Sorry I took so long to reply <3 I think this is pretty dark but I’m sorry if it’s not exactly what you wanted lmao. I havent really written anything dark yet.

Let me put on a show.

(Warnings)18+!! Exhibitionism,almost prositition,smut,older man x younger woman, praise, being watched, darkish smut.

Pairing: Greg House x f/reader x James Wilson

You and Greg had been seeing each other for a little while, not necessarily in secret but private would suit the situation better. This was purely under your conditions as you didn’t want people to assume you were just fucking him to do well within your job or to have some sort of advantage. The only advantage you cared about was the advantage of fucking him almost every night. House on the other hand, he had been itching to brag about his new little toy he could play with, but under your wishes he resisted. Well for a little while. His main focus was keeping you happy, if you were happy he was definitely going be happy.

Despite this, it was clear to everyone around House that he was seeing someone as he was less of a jackass than usual and just seemed even more smug than usual. Which nobody thouht was possible.

“House, come on, I’m your best friend.” Wilson badgered on as him and house sat in the canteen.

In response to this House childishly grabbed a handful of fries and shoved them into his mouth.

“sorwy, moufs kinda full.” He attempted to say, the fries smooshed, breaking his speech.

Wilson rolled his eyes, desperate to know who had been fucking his best friend.

“I don’t understand why you won’t tell me.” He threw his hands up in annoyance.

House continued to stare at him with a blank expression, clearly trying to wind Wilson up.

“I’ll buy you a drink after work if you tell me.”

House tapped his face with his finger mockily pretending to think before answering, “um no.”

Wilson who was almost defeated but also driven by curiosity let out a sigh. “$100.”

Houses face lit up as Wilson placed the note in the table.

“Sold. Thank you sir” House happily snatched the note from the table and shoved it into his pocket.

“Alright fess up. How’s been ya know…” Wilson asked eagerly

“Emptying my balls?”

Wilson scoffed in disgust but nodded his head.

“The babe with sexy eyes, ya know the one working down in the maternity ward.”

Wilson cocked his eyebrow, clearly needing more information.

House rolled his eyes. “The one with (your hair colour) and she’s about yay high. Nice legs”

Wilson thought for a minute before a puzzles looked crossed his face. “Wait. You don’t mean (y,n?)

House smirked “thats the one.”

Wilson let out a loud laugh. “Yeah okay House. And I’m fucking Jennifer Aniston. Seriously tell me. I just gave you $100.”

House looked Wilson up and down in offence. “What you don’t believe me?”

“No. Of course I don’t. You’re a handsome guy House but a girl like that gets fucked by men like Chase.”

“My mature and stern demeanour clearly turns her on. Plus I told her Chase was gay."

“If you seriously don’t believe come to mine at 8pm sharp. Trust me you’ll believe me then.”

Wilson looked at him skeptically but nodded. Wilson wasn’t all hearts and rainbows, despite him not believing House, the thought of seeing you with your mouth open contorted in pleasure was worth the risk of being scammed by House.

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You were stood in Houses kitchen, trying to decide what the two of you should eat.

“Ugh, you can’t have soup again (y,n)” House moaned.

“Why not? It’s tasty, easy and quick.” You shrugged.

House moved in front of you, trapping you between him and the counter and looking down at you.

“That’s funny. I remember you liking it long and hard.”

You scoffed at him, not breaking eye contact.

“Screw the food, I’m hungry for something else.”

He bent down and attached your lips hungrily.

You made out as you slowly walked over to the couch, being mindful of his leg.

You pushed him, his back hitting the armrest of the couch and you gently straddled him.

“Is this okay?” You ask sweetly as you lightly bit his neck.

“Perfect.”

House grabbed your hair into a make shift pony tail and brought your lips to his.

As your lips were glued to one another’s House took the time to peer over at the clock which read 7:55pm.

He slowly undressed you, taking off your top and admiring the way your tits sat in your bra.

“Fuck so pretty.”

He unclip your bra with one hand and it wasn’t just his smile that grew bigger.

“Even prettier.” He smirked, looking at your exposed chest.

You giggled and started to take off Houses shirt as he slipped his fingers under your skirt and panties.

“Mhm nice and soaked for me baby, good girl.”

He circled your clit with his two large fingers and you practically cried out, desperate for more. You started to grin onto his hand and let out a pathetic whimper.

House looked back over to the clock- 7:59pm-

Show time.

He unbuttoned his jeans and waisted no time in entering you. It was sudden, he didn’t even take off your skirt or panties, just moved them to the side.

You let out a pornographic moan as he push up into you so suddenly and started to bounce up and down, your eyes screwed shut and your mouth hung open.

“Say my name baby.” House ordered you. Knowing he wanted Wilson to know exactly who was making you feel this good. He wanted Wilson to know he was in fact the one who could make you cum whenever he decided to.

It was exactly 8pm as Wilson stood outside House's apartment door. He was hesitant to enter. He could hear the sounds of two bodies slamming against one another and the chants of his best friends name over and over.

Fuck the idea of seeing you on the verge of cuming made his blood rush to his pants.

He open the door carefully, the sounds of you already becoming louder.

House heard the door and circled his fingers around your clit in hopes you would become louder.

Now Wilson could see you in all your glory. Your face contorted in pure pleasure.

“Fuck. House gonna cum. You fuck me so good.” you whined.

Wilson stared with his mouth agape completely in awe of the way your body moved and the sounds that graced your lips. He felt like such a creep, but he couldn’t stop watching.

“Cum for me baby” House grunted out whilst peering over at Wilson.

Your head jolted back, exposing the veins in your neck as you reached your peak. You let out a pathetic whimper as House continued to fuck your overstimulated cunt.

Wilson couldn’t bear it any longer. He swiftly made his way out of the apartment completely horny and with an overwhelming feeling of guilt. Little did he know, you knew all about this little arrangement.

House had told you before hand and showed you the crisp $100 dollar bill he’d received if you put on your best show. You were hesitant at first, but your were a broke trainee and $100 is $100. You could put on a show. Make the dirtiest moans you could.

Once House pulled out of you, you both stared at each other and began to laugh.

“Well how was I?” You asked, feeling pretty proud of the performance you just put on.

“Excellent. You could be a real porn star.” He smiled at you.

“How do you know I’m not” you cocked an eyebrow.

“ I would have seen it by now.” he mocked

You both laughed and sat for a while.

“Okay on a real note I am actually very hungry can we get food now please?” You whined as you began to dress again.

“After that show, how could I refuse” House grabbed the $100 and placed it into your bra.

[transmutationisms]

I would love to hear more of your thoughts on House & its relation to the detective genre ! I think that house (completely accidentally and very badly) stumbles into a good critique of how doctors & medical structures view addicts & disabled people, with house being a horrible hegemonic mr malpractice to his patients frequently yet half is series is unironically just about all the injustice/mistreatment he faces because his doctor colleagues can’t see him as a person but only as a problem to be solved/rehabbed/therapized/institutionalized/treated like a child with stolen candy/treated like a criminal. and then it also randomly takes an incredibly pro MAID stance. which isn’t really part of this but I just remembered how batshit insane that show was. and then chase killed a dictator and I feel like the show was squarely on his side for that one. Anyway. Do you have thoughts? I really like house.

ok here's my house md take. like a lot of medical dramas, the show essentially relies for its dramatic appeal on the construal of patients as gross, weird, and stupid—rubes who are too uneducated and self-serving in their petty lies to solve their own bodies, and thus need the intervention of house to fix them. this is standard for the genre, although slightly meaner on house than on some other examples (cf. grey's or even the older and soapier generation of these shows). i don't even think house committing malpractice is all that new; it's relatively common as a plot point that positions the noble rule-breaking doctor as someone who 'does what needs to be done' and skirts the bureaucratic red tape to follow their own superior judgment. what makes house more interesting is that from the get-go, house himself is both a doctor and an unwilling patient. in itself this isn't a tension that's new to the medical soap (injuring a major character is pretty par for the course) but house's particular interactions with the ruling biomedical epistemology are, as you point out, characterised by hostility and resistance, and the show frequently either sides with house, or at least leaves it somewhat up to the viewer to decide whether house is right to resist the pathologisation that cuddy and wilson try to impose on him.

this is kind of a tricky line to walk for 7 seasons or however long the show is. my recollection is there are episodes, for example, where it's very clear that house's pain is physical, and the writers use this to morally justify his vicodin use. this is obviously not a full-throated defence of opioid users, but it is at least pointing to a position on chronic pain that allows for the possibility that for some people, long-term use of drugs with a high addiction potential and side effects is legitimately the best thing. but, this messaging is also undercut by the fact that it's primetime television, they need to make drama, and there are definitely also episodes where house is framed as potentially lying about his pain, or at least mistaking a somatic problem for a physical one, which the writers often (not always, but often) present as evidence that actually, house shouldn't be trusted to make his own decisions about drug use, and ideally should be 'de-toxed' and probably sent to cbt or whatever. of course all of these considerations are also contextualised by the fact that house is, again, not just a patient but a doctor: his right and ability to make these types of calls for himself is, it's suggested, a result of his having attained medical education and credentials. the patients who come to be treated by him are seldom, if ever, given this same level of consideration or presumed to have sufficient self-awareness to make their own medical decisions. this isn't to say they're portrayed entirely unsympathetically, but ultimately the narrative engine of the show relies on house being the smartest guy in the room (though ofc, sometimes tragically 'held back by his addiction').

so, although there are moments on the show that genuinely transgress some of the norms of the med-drama genre, i have never agreed with people who thought that the show as a whole was presenting any sustained critique of the medical system, the treatment of chronic pain/disability, or the power-imbalanced doctor-patient relationship. ultimately all authority on house md is supposed to emanate from the physician, or the physician's superiors (cuddy as a 'check' on house, though sometimes a failed one! again because of the need to generate drama for like 140 episodes), and at its most radical the show is really only capable of presenting house himself as an out-of-control aberration whose existence strains the existing system rather than being produced by it.

this is where i think the comparison to the cop show genre becomes more clarifying. house md never made a secret of being an interpolation of the detective genre, specifically sherlock holmes. however, i'm not sure i've ever really seen writing on the show that analyses what effect this actually has on house. like police, doctors are tasked with maintaining certain social norms; the dichotomy between policing and medicine isn't even a solid line, as criminality is frequently rhetorically construed as a pathology in itself and medical authorities can and do have recourse to carceral systems in order to discipline and confine recalcitrant patients, the 'criminally insane', addicts, and so forth. (policing has historically also been understood in a more expansive sense than how we use the word today; our understanding of the medical/public health system as separate from police authority is arguably more to do with university credentialling than the actual exercise of social and political power).

so, if we want to be serious about the portrayal of medicine in popular culture (i am always serious about this) then we're necessarily talking about broader systems of power, social control, and discipline, and doubly so on a show like house that is explicitly inspired by detective fiction. this is where house md is most ideologically objectionable to me: as with the trope of the cop who breaks all the rules, house is basically positioned in one of two ways throughout the show. either he's a lone genius who alone is willing to achieve noble ends (cure) through distasteful means (breaking into patients' homes, berating them, performing risky interventions on them, &c), or—and this is rarer on house but does happen—he's portrayed as genuinely crossing an ethical line, in which case he's a kind of monstrous aberration from the normal, ethical functioning of the medical system, often represented metonymously by the objections that cuddy, wilson, or house's underlings raise. in both of these cases, as with copaganda, the function is ultimately to reinforce the idea that doctors, though occasionally capable of human error, are prima facie wiser than their patients, looking out for their patients' best interests, and performing noble social roles as healers. house, ofc, is very rarely willing to admit that he has any underlying ethical motivations, though much of the show is driven by the flashes where he is revealed to 'secretly' care about another person (often wilson) and anyway, the construction of an ethical society in which all individual actors are motivated solely by selfish interests is a very established rhetorical move for those interested in defending liberal capitalist societies (cf. charles darwin, thomas malthus, adam smith, &c).

because of television's need to generate profit via audience engagement, house md always relied on a certain level of shock or at least provocation in order to sustain itself. so, there are certain aberrations from the more overtly doctor-valorising medical dramas, like the suggestion (sometimes tongue-in-cheek) that house was better at his job when he was mildly high on opioids. this was, for the reasons outlined above, never a serious entry into political critique, but it was at least refreshing in a certain way as a departure from, eg, the portrayal of addiction and drug use that we see on grey's, which is completely limited to the medicalised AA narrative of 'recovery' as a battle against the malevolent intervention of an external chemical agent. which is to say that although house md is ultimately reactionary in the way we should expect from an american tv show, it did at least dabble in a certain level of caustic iconoclasm that allowed limited departures from the genre conventions. even with what was ultimately a pretty solid vindication of the anti-opioid narrative, the show does stand out in my mind as one of the few very popular presentations of any kind of alternative stance on chronic drug use. that it's usually put in house's own mouth means it is occasionally legitimated by his epistemological authority as a physician, though ofc ultimately this authority is challenged not through a critique of the medical system, but by presenting house as individually and aberrantly licentious, undisciplined, and insane—and his chronic pain/disability are both a justification for this, and a shorthand for conveying it.

[immabitqueer]

Watching House MD for the first time in 2024 full SEASON 1 Review-

- I had learned from his Wiki page before I even started the show that he had a couple of divorces, but Wilson is really bad at marriage, isn't he? His wife is having company and she makes dinner. House calls once and he totally abandons those plans to meet him at a bar. Wilson lies to his wife and says he's working on christmas and then he goes to Houses apartment instead. House continuously implies that wilson is having affairs around the hospital. He's very funny, he's clever, and he can be sweet, but I would NOT want that man as a partner. That being said, whenever House and Cameron were going on a date and he goes to Cameron to tell her not to hurt House was crazy. Everyone is just so worried about Cameron getting hurt and he does NOT care about her. He's like "huh?? why would I care about you i'm here about house??"

- Cameron's crush on House hit me like a ton of bricks. Even before it was revealed that she had a crush. I thought that they were so good as friends. It seems that now at the end of the season. It's kind of been packed up? And i'm glad for that I hope they can go back to being just besties. You kind of begin to see some of the more flawed parts of Cameron in the latter half of this season, which I appreciate. Such as her need to fix things or people. It makes her feel a bit more human and not just a very angelic being.

- Chase also has a lot of flaws shown in the latter half of the season, and a lot more than Cameron. Don't get me wrong, I still love him, but he was one sidedly enemies with a ten year old girl because she was overweight? Also I picked up on a consistent habit that Chase seems to have where in general he's a pretty nice guy, but when things start to go wrong for him, he will say the most out of pocket things to patients. It's a writing quirk that showed up early in the season with the nuns and has been a constant part of his character since. Also, I made a post about this when I watched the episode. But canonically has seen a dominatrix???? More and more ragged pieces of fabric are stitching themselves together to show me a quilt of Chase.

- I hope in the future we get more focus on Foreman as a character. I would like to know everything about this man. And I know that it was a joke at the beginning, but this man really does try to tie every case back to neurology. Him stepping in to tell House not to hurt Cameron by being nice and giving her hope was nice.

- Time for Mister Gregory House himself. Noticing a pattern of him very much being good with children and having no room for idiot parents who are hurting their kids or are weary of medicine. Love to see it. He has a very distinct relationship with everyone on screen. Every person he interacts with, he interacts with the differently. He's pretty hard on Chase, especially after the Vogler incident. He is continuously hard on Foreman as well with an unhealthy dose of micro-aggression mixed in. Generally, he's hard on Chase in a fatherly way and hard on Foreman in a motherly way, if that makes any sense. He is much softer with Cameron. He and Wilson are co-dependent and at the same time can be very cruel to each other, while also supporting each other. It's very interesting to see these dynamics play out.

- Stacy is complicated. Her trying to convince House to do a treatment her husband doesn't want him to do, mirroring how Housebecame disabled was painful. I can see why she would want the treatment for them in both scenarios and I can also see why it can be selfish or wrong. She found someone that doesn't make her feel alone and is willing to forgive her, so in the end I guess she found her way to a happier life. I still think House has the right to be angry, of course and she isn't owed House's forgiveness but she's at least understandable.

Random extra thoughts and things I've noticed:

- THE KID FROM SPY KIDS WAS IN AN EPISODE??

- So was the girl from mean girls, les mis, mama mia, and Jennifer's body, can you tell I don't know peoples names?

- House has the saddest little eyes but they also pierce my soul and make me feel horrible for him, almost like I did something

- House has an array of toys all over his desk, and he plays with his cane or rubber bands all the time

- I could not STAND Vogler. I'm glad they wrapped up his arch this season because I was getting tired of him

Some context:

I'm watching the show mostly because my Twitter and Tumblr were very adamant that I do, but also because I have a running thing where I very rarely finish a show that I start. I've started several shows and finished very few of them. I started watching House on New Year's Eve The day before the first day of 2024 and plan to finish it before the first day of 2025. This is actually a big deal for me because usually I can't finish a show over 3 seasons and the farthest I've gotten is five seasons. I will be posting as I go and also doing a halfway point and a full season review of all 8 seasons.

[mxboxlocks]

Just wanted to drop an ask to see if you are willing to drop Wilson au lore 👁️ or the higgsbury siblings aus? it's chill if not I was just very interested in the recent art post you made,,,,

ohohohoho my dear anon i am always willing to drop lore

i'll do a higgsbury sibs loredump first, because i'd need a specific au to blabber about, lest the post be eight miles do-you-like-the-color-of-the-sky lookin ahh long.

i'll be using a bit of older art for this because i havent drawn them in a LONG time. (specifically Riley and Amelia's designs are outdated) but i'll be talking about the whole higgsbury family! how fun!

it all starts with a decently well-renowned german scientist and professor, and a big band singer from cali.

meet Arthur Lewis Higgsbury. a rough, calculated man with a thick german accent, and an impressive travel record. Arthur is an engineer, he worked tirelessly for around 10 years to bring about a draft of the computer. none of them worked, of course. that wouldn't happen until 1940 in japan, but i'm getting off track. he was often invited to speak at colleges because of his work. in one such instance, he stayed in San Francisco and just so decided he'd attend a show held by one Loraine "Lady Bird" Torres.

Loraine Torres, soon to become Loraine Higgsbury, was a big band singer and pretty damn good vocalist. she loved everything musical, jazz, art, and typically not-very-scientific-things. Arthur didn't mind all that, though, he was completely smitten.

long story short, Loraine convinced Arthur to move to america, where he lived with her in a pretty lavish lifestyle due to both of their incomes (they even have a nanny!). they had three children together; Riley, who was not planned for, Wilson, who was, and Amelia, who also was.

Very shortly after Amelia's birth, and Loraine's recovery from such, she wanted to get back into the singing business, and Arthur was fully supportive. in April of 1906, she's supposed to provide music for the intermissions between some guy named The Amazing Maxwell's act.

The San Francisco earthquake ensures she never makes it back home.

Arthur, completely devastated by this, nearly completely shuts himself off from his children. this of course affects them all in different ways.

starting with Riley, the oldest.

Riley! he's the nervous one.

Riley grows up to be a neurotic golden-child oldest sibling type of person. He has a love for reptiles and anything cold-blooded, and uses this love (and Arthur's harsh insistence) to fuel his ambition to be a reptilian biologist. he's often put in charge of keeping the family in line, however, his rampant anxiety gets in the way of being able to do a good job at it.

he owns several species of snake, a few spiders, an army of geckos, and an axolotl named Bessie.

as of the time of Wilson's disappearance, he's 38 years old.

next, is the boy you all know and love!

Wilson Percival Higgsbury! magnificent beard-grower, man of curiosity, and family disappointment.

out of all his children, Arthur was the hardest on Wilson. he would say he was squandering his gifts, his intelligence. at some point in his youth, Wilson tried to join a theater program. Arthur was not pleased by this.

of course, Wilson always had a fascination with all things science. chemistry, namely, but astronomy, botany to a mild extent, biology, he never could just pick one. so this caused Wilson to be sort of idle in his exploration of his passion, at least in his father's eyes.

after the whole college chemistry lab incident, as said in the last post, Wilson moved away practically overnight. Riley tried to get him to stay because "we need to take care of father", but just didn't quite understand why he was so upset. Amelia bid him a friendly "good riddance, traitor" and never spoke to him again.

at the time of his disappearance, Wilson was 31 years old. presently, he's somewhere between 31 and 34, due to the Constant's time fuckery. he settles on 32.

next, the firey hot-headed youngest sister,

Amelia. she's as friendly as she looks!

Amelia is quite the daddy's girl. she's constantly narcing on her brothers, keeping them in line, and seeking Arthur's approval. to which she recieves very little.

Amelia goes on to be an english major, which she... fucking hates. her true passion is forensics, true crime as it would be called today, that sort of thing. she's fascinated by death. which makes Wilson's disappearance all the more hard on her.

she truly loves her brothers, and Wilson, despite her general brattiness, had been there for her when no one else was. the two were close despite their bickering and fighting. she desperately tries to search for him for years, but to no avail.

at the time of Wilson's disappearance, she is 26 years old.

little bits of trivia time!!!

Riley and Amelia both have natrually oddly-shaped hair. Wilson's hair naturally looks more like his father's, but he's been styling it so long that it's stuck the way that it is.

the family's nanny did Wilson's hair. she also taught him a little bit of German.

Riley considers Wilson to be his more confident other-half.

Amelia is intentionally designed to bear a resemblance to Willow.

Despite Wilson's harsh exodus from the family, he's not the odd one out, just the most extreme one. Riley occasionally eats crickets - as an adult - to feel closer to his lizards. Amelia once camped outside her professor's house for three days begging for her grade to be changed, and she eventually got arrested for it. none of them are normal.

Riley's favorite food is Macaroni Casserole "the way Mom used to make it", and Amelia's is french onion soup, specifically because she thinks that because it has french in the name, that makes her fancy.

Arthur doesn't hate his children, but they do remind him deeply of his late wife, and often can't stand to make eye contact with them.

Wilson strictly calls Arthur "father", where as the other siblings call him some variation of "dad". Riley only calls Arthur "father" when he's speaking about him as an authority.

None of the siblings are allowed to speak about Loraine while they're "living under [Arthur's] roof". Amelia has a secret photograph she stole off the wall of her mother.

Wilson, due to trauma, hardly remembers any of his school years, his mother's face, or his nanny's voice. the last one he curses himself for a lot. he also doesn't know that Loraine was a singer.

Loraine was a big fan of Wigfrid's shows. she owned a replica of her helmet.

[what-even-is-thiss]

Hey do you have any literature recommendations for people who want to broaden their knowledge on the classics and Greek/Roman myths without taking university courses?

So like for people (such as myself) who have read Bullfinch's Myths of Greece and Rome and Edith Hamilton's Mythology: Timeless Tales of Gods and Heroes but want to deepen their knowledge and maybe go to intermediate level type stuff. Or whatever the level above the mentioned literature is.

Well those two books are quite old and skip over quite a few things. Both are very important to our culture, historically, but I'd recommend reading through some more modern popular retellings like Stephen Fry's Mythos series if you're looking for pure entertainment and a dummy's guide to Greek myths.

The Penguin Dictionary of Classical Mythology is a useful reference book if you have difficulty keeping track of all these names and whatnot. It's just a reference book but you know. Having a reference book handy is quite useful. I personally prefer reference books when it comes to checking stuff when I'm doing mythology things anyways. They're generally more organized than the internet.

If you're looking for entertaining retellings of less popular myths, I'd actually recommend going to videos and podcasts for that. YouTubers like MonarchsFactory, Overly Sarcastic Productions, Jake Doubleyoo, and Mythology & Fiction Explained are all people who do a lot of research themselves on the myths they retell and I would recommend all of them to basically anybody. As far as podcasts go, Mythology & Fiction Explained has a podcast version and Let's Talk About Myths, Baby! is a very informative podcast that talks about sources for the myths and has interviews with experts on the subjects. It's also a podcast that is specifically Greco-Roman based.

As far as doing slightly more in-depth research, I cannot recommend theoi.com enough. I really can't. It has overviews of the most common myths, it has pages about god and hero cults, it cites it's sources and has an online library of translated texts. It's just really good. Go clicking around it for a while. It's a lot of fun if you're into that sort of thing.

As far as primary sources for myths go, there's a few places you could start. The Iliad, perhaps. The most recent English translation is by Caroline Alexander but I personally prefer Stanley Lombardo's translation. The Odyssey is a more accessible read in my opinion if you're not used to reading epic poetry. Emily Wilson's translation is especially accessible, written in iambic pentameter and generally replicating Homer's simple conversational language.

The third traditional entrance into the epic cycle of the surviving literature is the Aeneid. The newest translation of that is by Shadi Bartsch, which is pretty good, but it reads more like prose than poetry. Would still highly recommend it though. Robert Fitzgerald's translation is also good.

If you wanna get fancy you can read the Post-Homerica which attempts to bridge the gap between the Iliad and the Odyssey. It's not often read but it's one of the latest pagan sources we have from people who still practiced ancient Greek religion.

If you want a collection of short stories from ancient times, Ovid's your guy. Metamorphosis is specifically Roman and specifically Ovid's fanfiction, but it's also a valid primary resource and Ovid generally views women as people. What a concept!

Though I think the absolute best overview from ancient times itself is The Library aka Biblioteca by pseudo-apollodorus. Doesn't matter what translation you get. The prose is simple to the point where it's difficult to screw it up. Not artistic at all. It is, quite simply, a guy from ancient times trying to write down the mythological history of the world as he knew it. It has a bunch of summaries of myths in it, and most modern printings also have a table of contents so you can essentially use it as a reference book or a cheat sheet. I love it.

The Homeric Hymns weren't actually written by Homer but that's what they're called anyways. They're a lovely bit of poetry because, well, they were originally hymns. They've got some of the earliest full tellings of the Hades and Persephone story and the birth of Hermes in them. They also provide an insight into how ancient people who were most devoted to these gods viewed them. Go read the Homeric Hymns. They're lovely. You can buy the Michael Crudden translation or you can read a public domain translation online. I don't care. Just read them.

If you're into tedious lists, the next place I'd recommend you go after you read all the fun stuff is Hesiod's Theogony. Hesiod, the red pill douchebag of the ancient world, decided he was gonna write down the genealogy of all the Greek gods. That means lists. I'm not exaggerating. Be prepared for a lot of lists. But this work also has the earliest and one of the most complete versions of the story of Pandora, the creation of humans, and the most popular version of the Greek creation myth. So, it's very useful. If you can take all the lists.

The Argonautica aka the voyage of the argo by Apollonius of Rhodes, is also here. That is also a thing you can read. About the golden fleece and whatnot. And Jason. You know Jason. We all hate Jason.

Greek theatre also provides a good overview of specific myths. The three theben plays, Medea, the Bacche, etc. We've only got thirty-something surviving plays in their entirety so like... look up the list. Find one that looks interesting. Read it. Find a performance of it online, maybe. They're good.

If you want to dive into the mythology as a religion that was practiced, Greek Religion by Walter Burkurt and Ancient Greek Cults: A Guide by Jennifer Larson are pretty good books on the topic and often used as textbooks in college courses.

If you wanna get meta and get a feel for what the general public today thinks about Greek myths and what the average person that's sort of knowledgeable about Greek myths knows, the books you already mentioned are good. That's what people usually read. In addition to those, most people's intro to Greek myths generally involves The Complete World of Greek Mythology by Richard Buxton, D’Aulaires’ Book of Greek Myths by Ingri and Edgar Parin d’Aulaire, or The Percy Jackson series.

I've been flipping through the big stacks of mythology books I keep on my table trying to remember if I've forgotten anything but I don't think I have so, yeah. Hope this helps. There's no correct starting point here. Once you get started there's a nearly endless void of complications and scholarship you can fall down that you'll never reach the bottom of. This post is basically just a guide to the tip of the iceberg.

[icarusbetide]

some of my group chat's obscure and inaccurate amrev (hamilton centric) fancasts part 1

the result of five students procrastinating and commenting "hey this guy could play hamilton". not very accurate and based on vibes. we are not scouting agents for good reason.

Alexander Hamilton

We know from people's descriptions and portraits that he most likely: had very red hair, was 5 ft 7-ish, and was slender with a "fine figure". Fun fact, some historians say that people calling him 'small' was more in regards to his slimness than his height, which was more or less average at that time period. Need to find a source for that.

From paintings we do see that he had a prominent nose...and perhaps more of a pointed chin with a slim face, as a young man? It seemed to have broadened out with age. Portraits of him seem wildly inconsistent, and the one Betsey said was very like him was later in life. Damn you Charles Wilson Peale, you never got his face right! tbh I didn't see much of Hamilton's face (especially young Hamilton) in amc Turn's Sean Haggerty who had too much of a round face, and I think he was casted based off of the peale painting lmao.

And of course, who can forget his beautiful beautiful anime blue-violet eyes. Abigail Adams saw the devil in them, Fisher Ames seems to have spent way too much time staring into them. Both accounts can be seen as complimentary.

I've yet to find an actor that really captures an older Hamilton well, so I'm not even going to go there. Honestly, i've yet to find a really spot-on young Hamilton either, so I have no fan-cast. But my friend has one she advocates for a lot:

Tom Blyth based on these specific paintings (and a de-aged one with dark hair). Her words: "he has really piercing blue eyes and we know he can pull off lighter hair from the hunger games movie! he's also very slender which would work well, even though he's pretty tall. we can do perspective work with height it's okay."

And apparently Hamilton's son (William? it's not Philip right) looked quite a bit like him. And in the sketch below I think we can see Blyth's face there!

Not too bad, I think. Especially since his face seems to have filled out more. Main concern is if the hypothetical project would characterize Hamilton well, and if he'd deliver that complicated energy lol. He is charismatic so a point in his favor?

Valentijn Dijkman is another one of my friend's fancasts so I don't know much about him besides the screenshots they shared. Apparently he is a model and tiktoker, and he certainly checks the ginger + blue eyes requirements! A bit of a yassified Hamilton, I think, but some contemporaries called him almost feminine and some descriptions of him are wild so that might be okay.

Elizabeth Hamilton

Now, we know that Betsey was very petite and had lovely dark curls and eyes that Hamilton and even Tilghman, I believe, commented on. It seems like she had a slim face and a strong T-zone. Even in the portraits we see her dark eyes. Portraits of her when she was younger:

My personal fav fan cast is actually Meg Tilly, specifically Meg Tilly in Valmont 1983. She has the dark hair and dark eyes and her facial structure itself is also similar enough to me.

There's also something in her performance here that would serve well for Elizabeth - a sweetness and patient quality plus a hidden playful streak.

John Laurens

We are all stumped for him lmao. We don't have a lot of paintings of him and the main one is a Charles Peale and I don't trust him 100%. We do know he was most likely blonde, taller than Hamilton, and was very handsome.

Coward's way out. Seth Numrich is a popular one and I wouldn't be angry about it!

George Washington

It ain't accurate but I loved Ian Kahn's Washington so much that I don't care. He's way too hot to be Washington but let's just pretend it's that hero-worship coming through.

And to round it all out, Turn Lafayette was also suprisingly accurate in face shape I think. You can see we ran out of steam at the end.

[beauspot]

Loki Matters a Lot to Me *Long Post*

If you go on my page you’ll see that I’ve never posted about the Loki show or Lokius before so you might be wondering why now that the show is (probably) over? I always liked this show, and I considered myself a fan but coming out of it I wasn’t shipping anyone.

Don’t get me wrong I enjoyed the dynamic Loki and Mobius had but I was just happy to have Loki alive so I savored that. Also I sensed some history with Mobius and Ravonna which I still think exists. I found all of the characters interesting. That includes this season but something about season 2 was different for me and I couldn’t figure out why.

Why did this show affect me so much? Why did this second season affect me so much? And particularly why did this ship, Lokius, affect me so much?

To understand where I'm coming from you should probably understand that first of all I am queer and even before I knew I was queer I had a want for queer representation. For me oddly enough it started with Owen Wilson in Night at the Museum. Jedtavius was a pairing I didn't even realized I shipped til I was older. The enemies to lovers thing was so cute and it pretty much got confirmed in the last movie.

(Just inconspicuously having your cowboy character quote Brokeback Mountain no big deal.)

I enjoy a good ship. As I got older however I began to crave real queer representation and I was lucky enough to find it in places like Steven Universe

And Adventure TIme

Then as I reached my mid to late teens I was able to see films like Brokeback, But I'm a Cheerleader, First Girl I Loved, The Miseducation of Cameron Post etc. Seeing these made me feel more secure in my sexuality.

Of course along the way I got dragged into non canon ships some of which were queerbait like Stucky or even worse, Stormpilot/Finnpoe.

The malicious part about all of these ships is the teams behind them waving these pairings out in front of people like a dog with a bone, hoping to draw them in to get their money knowing they had no intention of following through.

And I have become disillusioned with that. I have also become annoyed with fans of straight ships that oppose those queer ships acting like we're reaching.

I bring this up because there is a certain segment of sylkis(not all) and on a broader scale fans of straight ships that have this sense of persecution because fans of a queer pairing don't like their ship. It's weird and I am tempted to say it stems from homophobia. If you simply don't enjoy a ship that's fine. There are queer ships I despise, but try and assess where that hatred comes from.

There is a language that conveys romance and it seems like only when there is a minority involved do you guys become unable to understand it. This is an issue within most fandoms when it comes to not only sexuality but race in popular ships. For example, The Bear fandom in regards to Chef's Kiss, but I digress.

When a character feels the need to constantly touch another character that signals something, when a character fixes themselves so they look nice before they see another character that signals something. The way they talk, the way they act, how they are with and without one another says A LOT.

So why is it when we point these things out we get called delusional? Why do I feel like I'm going crazy every time I speak with someone about a queer ship? And why do I always feel the need to justify it?

Straight, white, pairings never have to justify their existence. They just are. Sylvie and Loki can fight, yell at one another, hurt one another, literally be the same fucking person and people will find that ok, but suddenly when people see Loki fixing himself before he meets Mobius we can't see love in that(you’re telling me this isn’t how someone acts when they see their crush unexpectedly)? We can't see loss in Mobius when he can't even do his job anymore now that Loki is gone? We can't grieve what could have been even if we find Loki as the God of Stories cool?

Why?

Mobius is the first person in probably thousands of years to tell Loki he’s not evil and he can be good if he chooses to be. We see how much this means to him. From this point on Loki is attached to Mobius like a puppy. Mobius becomes his person. I find something so refreshing about Mobius calling Loki out but then also offering him a path to redemption. He doesn’t let Loki slide, because he cares about him enough to know he can be better and Loki deserves to be better for himself.

So I was bothered by the way the finale was set up. I know they have the conversation about “the burden of glorious purpose” and often I am honestly a supporter of not everyone gets a happy ending even if they “deserve” it in a storytelling sense. I find the tragedy in that intriguing, but this didn’t feel good to me on a personal level. I didn’t walk away from the finale feeling sad but fulfilled, I walked away from it feeling miserable and empty. And I recognize that I attach myself to characters more than the general populace but I don’t really care? This hurt.

Loki wanted nothing more than for somebody to be there with him, to be for him, to love him and instead he ends up alone. Mobius ends up back in his timeline but he can't go back to his life. A version of him is already there and our Mobius doesn't even remember his children. Mobius doesn't smile at the end because he isn't happy. He's alone. They are alone and realistically there's a high chance these versions of them will never see each other again.

Does Sylvie seem bothered by that? No. She's ready to go live her life. And there’s nothing wrong with that, she took the gift Loki gave to her but Mobius is clearly, deeply hurt by Loki being gone. Because they found purpose in each other. In the order and chaos.

Having watched Good Omens and Our Flag Means Death season 2(along with the movie Bottoms starring Ayo Edebiri which everyone should watch 😁) in the same year I have become quite used to seeing queer rep in my mainstream shows. As the years have passed more and more queer characters are able to take center stage. So even though I knew Disney's track record I still held out hope because even the writer and composer saw the potential in Lokius.

Tom and Owen did too somewhat, but at the end of the day actors don't write the shows.

I think what bothers me most is that Loki is the first queer character in the MCU, we've seen him struggle and grow and learn to love and finally last season his queerness was made explicit (more than in Thor Ragnarok where he like fucked the Grandmaster or something). And they immediately paired him off with a version of himself.

Loki isn't gay so I'm not saying he had to end up with a man or anything you can be queer and end up with someone who is a gender different than yours my issue is a broader one which is, this story wasn't made to validate bi/pan people who date the opposite sex or whatever it was made to close Loki off to any other possibilities. One of those being Mobius.

Rewatching season 1 this decision is exacerbated because there are moments where they could have had him flirt with a man like when he was D.B. Cooper and boom we have on screen rep, but they decided “nah let’s just have him say it one time and then never acknowledge it again.” Again I want to reiterate, you can be queer and not be in a same gender relationship, but this is a television character. We don’t know their innermost thoughts like we’re reading a book we have to take them at their actions and we never got the opportunity for our first queer character to express that(at least in his own show because remember the grandmaster, but somehow that feels worse).

The executive producer recently came out and said Loki and Mobius were always meant to be platonic because they were trying to dismantle toxic masculinity by portraying “platonic male friendships”. A phrase I have grown to hate over the years because ALL WE EVER SEE ARE PLATONIC MALE FRIENDSHIPS. This is another parallel with issues I have with The Bear in which the cast and crew were like “why can’t women and men just be friends?” but only in reference to the black girl. Back to the topic at hand though.

Have you ever met a queer person who acknowledges they’re queer once and then never talks about it again? Especially someone with as much showmanship as Loki? Does that make sense to anybody? Even if he ultimately ended up with Sylvie(which I wouldn’t have liked but I digress) that would have been enough for me.

But instead we had this troubled character give up everything and everyone they love to sit on a throne they didn’t even want so that their friends could have a choice. So that they could have a life. And again I can find beauty in that, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. And I won’t pretend I do.

🥀End of Post🥀

sidenote ouroboros is so autistic tell me i’m wrong. he’s literally an autistic with no experience of ableism just pure autistic sunshine.

[thegreatestfilmnevermade]

The 1975 Concept Album (Detailed)

'A Sight For Sore Eyes' by The 1975

I did the 1975's job and came up with some (lots) of ideas for their sixth studio album. Coming (never) to stores December 2024!

Covers + Tracklist + Details about each song, story, genres, etc BELOW

Tracklist

The 1975

Bite The Bullet

Spilt Milk

Clíodna

Make Me Immortal

Stand Out (In A Crowd)

Please See My Lover

Crocodile Tears (Interlude)

Stop Making Sense!

FYI!

Best For Me

My Final Bow

Pistol (In My Hand)

Covers

Would be shot somewhere in London or Manchester. Think (What's The Story?) by Oasis. I sketched other versions but couldn't make it look pretty for Tumblr :(

Ideally, it would be a guy in a black coat walking through a park, this kinda shot like the image below on the left. And the back of it would have the band in a park in the middle of the night, sitting on a bench with a street lamp right next to them. Healy would be leaning against the lamp, the rest of the band would sit on the bench, with one of them lying down in their laps. They face away from the camera. The shot would like the image below on the right.

Story

This, in my deranged, delusional head, is a concept album that follows a single narrative from the perspective of a single person. 

It follows a rockstar who can't remember the day before, permanently in a state of amnesia, but felt entirely compelled to create, perform, and fall in and out of the obsession. He falls in love, obsesses over a muse, yearns to be remembered, to be immortalised. Over the course of the story, he explores his relationship to art, sex, politics, drugs, the ephemerality of life and music, and optimistic nihilism. 

The story is linear - with him finding meaning in the lack of meaning.

Track by track & inspiration

Playlist for direct reference:

Every song has specific inspirations! Most tracks have a specific inspiration from one of their (The 1975's) songs, and another one. Most are inspired by the sound not the lyrical content. Another note: Ideally, they would all transition perfectly into the next, but be able to stand well on their own as well.

The 1975

Song inspiration: The 1975 (Being Funny In A Foreign Language) by the 1975 + Thirteen by Big Star

Guitar driven, slow start. 1/2 bass/drums come in & choir. Build up, and transition perfectly into track two.

Set the scene, as usual. Re-Introduce, welcome back! We're in for a ride! Essentially a prologue.

2. Bite The Bullet (Note: This would be the single!)

Song inspiration: You First by Paramore + Sex by The 1975

Fresh, nostalgic rock sound.

Story starts...The protagonist is in a bad state. He doesn't want to perform, but thousands are waiting. He's resentful to everybody. He owes it only to himself to prove that he can do it.

NOTE: This would have a music video, in my head I picture Harris Dickinson, with like 5 minutes straight of dialogue directed by Noah Bombauch. Looks very A24. Each band member would make a cameo.

3. Spilt Milk (Yes, this is a reference to Milk)

Song inspiration: Antichrist by The 1975 + Scott Street by Phoebe Bridgers

Strings, drama, cinematic quality.

He can't remember who he is, he doesn't recognise anybody he loves. He awakens with no memory, and then meets her. He must create.

4. Clíodna (Reference to Celtic goddess of the sea, the Otherworld, passion and love, and deep beauty)

Song inspiration: Nothing Revealed / Everything Denied by The 1975 + Jackie and Wilson by Hozier

Gospel, bluesy, rock-funk, choir, piano.

He's confused by everything - except for her. He clings to her, he is desperate for a muse. Someone to idealise. He hates himself for it, his self-awareness getting the better of him, but not enough to stop himself from putting her on a pedestal.

5. Make Me Immortal (I don't know why this title, don't question it)

Song inspiration: All I Need To Hear by The 1975 + I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel To Be Free by Nina Simone

Soul piano ballad, jazz, gospel, blues.

He must compose, he must write. He must be an artist. He starts expressing his deep seated need to be remembered, despite his own lack of memory. He wants to be heard in an endless crowd and be understood. He faces his mortality, his mighty imagination, and even considers religion. Things get really political and confusing.

6. Stand Out (In A Crowd) (Every song title from here on onward is totally random)

Song inspiration: Playing On My Mind by The 1975 + Virgin Veins by Coma Cinema + Landslide by Fleetwood Mac

Stripped back, calm, vulnerable, acoustic.

Away from the crowd, he returns to his muse. His muse doesn't recognise him anymore, but he hasn't changed - she has. He is stuck permanently, forgetting himself, the world, not quite growing up. Who is he without her? Who is he?

7. Please See My Lover

Song inspiration: Please Send Me Someone To Love by Fiona Apple + Buddy's Rendevouz by Father John Misty and Lana Del Rey

Jazz ballad, blues, strings.

She's gone. He turns to alcohol and dreams of memories that never happened. if he can't have her, he'll have materials, substance, and he will be remembered. Commentary on people's dependency on materials and lack of connections.

8. Crocodile Tears (Interlude)

Song inspiration: When I'm On My Own You Are On My Mind by Labi Siffre + Interlude: I'm Not Angry Anymore by Paramore + That Funny Feeling (Cover) by Phoebe Bridgers

Acoustic interlude, fast-paced guitar driven, end with quiet strings and real external audio (of family, friends, news, etc)

Observations of the world, questioning his place as an artist in the grand scheme of things. Does this even matter? He's trying to move on from her. He sees the hope in people, humanity, but where is it in him? Is art selfish? He doesn't know. He knows we don't know either.

9. Stop Making Sense! (In reference to The Talking Heads)

Song inspiration: Can't Behave by Courtney Jaye + Murder On The Dance Floor (triple j Cover) by Royel Otis + Spiderwebs by No Doubt + Fisrt Date by blink-182 + Me & You Together Song by The 1975

90s-2000s pop-rock, country inspired blues rock

Alright, so there's hope. But right now, he's pissed and wants to dance. No more muse, falling out with his family, friends and he hates every song he writes - the star has turned to further substance abuse to cope. It's cool, though. Doesn't this guitar riff sound sick?

10. FYI!

Song inspiration: Get It Right The First Time by Billy Joel + The Louvre by Lorde + UGH! by The 1975

Funk, synth-pop (hints of disco/electro), new wave (rock)

Drugs and alcohol are epic! Who cares he can't perform for a crowd (or in bed??) anymore! Bigger things to worry about. He feels insanely unloveable in a world of mass communication. Anyway, life sucks, but at least materials are cool. Capitalism doesn't suck all the time. The government has failed us and we've become desensitised, ignorant pricks. Next club?

11. Best For Me

Song inspirations: Real Love Baby by Father John Misty + Sincerity Is Scary by The 1975 + Tired of Being Alone by Al Green

R&B, neo-soul, gospel choir, jazz ballad.

He's wondering how she's doing. He can't remember how it all went down. He just remembers the feeling. He's starting to think adulthood is getting worse - drugs and aging are making it harder to make new friends. Was it always this hard making friends? He starts to reminisce of home, childhood friends. Do they remember him? Do they think of him when they see his name? Does he remember them?

12. My Final Bow (I hate this title so much)

Song inspiration: Movin' On Up by Primal Scream + About You by The 1975 + ARE WE SITLL FRIENDS? by Tyler, The Creator

Britpop, shoegaze, cinematic, pop-rock ballad.

On stage, vulnerable. This might be the only place he feels truly loved. No matter how much he forgets, he will never forget the feeling, the pure thrill, of performance. He pleads to the crowd to love him forever. Immortalise him. He reveals he has been hiding a new muse (he doesn't remember her), he won't make the same mistake (he doesn't know what it was).

13. Pistol (In My Hand) 

Song inspiration: Lostmyhead by The 1975 + I Always Wanna Die (Sometimes) by The 1975 + Babe I'm Gonna Leave You - Led Zeppelin

Britpop power ballad, cinematic, hard-rock, slow buiild.

He's back where he started - not wanting to perform. He's crashing from the intense substance abuse. He wants to remember. He can't remember how it feels to be hugged anymore. This time he doesn't bite the bullet, and doesn't go out. He wants to call his dad.

Ends on a voicemail to his dad because he isn’t remembered.

END OF ALBUM.

Anyway, this was all for funsies. I'm excited for whatever album they'll release next, I am really pulling and praying for a bluesy/rock album. Get religious and political, have some epic references to mythology even, you know? Whatever they do, whether it's another 80s synth party, or electro ambience, or heavy metal, I'm sure they'll smash it out of the park.

I have put way too much time into this so: Logging out!

[deemee-ed]

Screaming over Maxwell's character arc because I am going insane (+Wilson mentioned because I physically can't ignore him)

oh my god I love Maxwell so damn much y'all, I hate him and I make fun of him constantly but MAN do I love this ugly fuck.

I was playing DST a few hours ago and I was reading all the new lines I had unlocked in the scrapbook, and then I saw this one from Maxwell talking about gold, it was like "I used to care about this once" or something like that, I don't remember

Y'ALL.... Y'ALL......... THIS GUY......

FIRST we see him as the enemy, the bad guy, the villain that tricked the protagonists to listen to him and trapped them all in an eternal hell

THEN Wilson saves him (and I'm just gonna say Wilson because I'm pretty sure he's the only one that canonically gets to the throne???) and it turns out he's just a selfish miserable guy. Not that great of a person, but certainly not a villain.

THEN he's finally free from the throne, and the Cyclum comic (aka one of my favorite pieces of lore) happens. He lost it all. The life he had, gone. The reign he built, lost. He's a survivor now. Doomed like everyone else. And Wilson knows this. So he offers him help. And they have to team up against a common enemy.

The two enemies we've seen since the very beginning, now forced to be allies.

Now, I know Klei never showed us the team forming (except of course for the Cyclum comic), so we don't know what happened exactly between the survivors and Maxwell. But c'mon. I dare to imagine that it must have been terribly awkward. ESPECIALLY for Maxwell. He's suddenly surrounded by the people he used to torture just a few weeks earlier. And now they're supposed to help each others.

BUT WHAT WE DO KNOW FROM THIS ANIMATION, IS THAT MAXWELL DID GET ACCEPTED BY THE TEAM, EVEN WILSON ACCEPTED HIM OH MY GOD

AND NOW HE'S STILL ACTING LIKE A SNOB, SAYING STUFF LIKE "I can't believe I'm reduced to this.", BUT THEN HE ALSO HAS THIS CONSTANT SENSE OF GUILT OVER HIM, LIKE WHEN HE SAYS HE'S SORRY FOR HURTING CHARLIE

HE'S SO SELFISH AND DANDY, AND YET HE FEELS SO BAD. HE JUST WANTED TO BE A COOL MAGICIAN, NOT A FREAKING MURDERER. I HATE HIM I HATE HIM BUT HE HAS MY PITY. I JUST WANT HIM TO BE HAPPY

ALSO little theory for the future of his arc:

You know how he has now made an alliance with Charlie? After she offered him a position of power? Yeah, I don't think he accepted it to betray the others. I feel like the guilt he's feeling is too strong to try and hurt them again. Especially Charlie. I believe he "joined" her team just to have some power back, he knows damn well he's too weak to be useful without it. He probably wants to get everyone out of the Constant, ESPECIALLY CHARLIE.

[ironstrangle]

Kissing Sam Wilson #19 - Actors (SamBucky, 600 words)

@samsseptember - Celebrity AU | Royalty AU

Sam was Captain America, and he did not have time for celebrities. Even if those celebrities were gorgeous actors with pretty blue eyes, eyes that made his heart do flip-flops in his chest. He tried to act as uninterested as possible when Sharon introduced him to James Barnes, but it was hard to keep the dopey look off of his face. 

“Hi,” Barnes said, shaking his hand with a warm smile. “It’s really an honor to meet you, Captain.”

 "It's nice to meet you too," he said, his voice a little shaky. Was he really that star-struck? It was kind of stupid, but he had seen most of this guy’s movies. Particularly the one where he was a gay artist in the 1980s. Particularly the one with that love scene that Sam couldn’t get out of his head. “I’ve seen a lot of your movies.”

“Really?” The actor seemed a little surprised, maybe even pleased. His eyes, at least, lit up for a moment at Sam’s statement. That had to mean something. “That…that’s surprising honestly. Means a lot to me.”

“Why’s it surprising?”

The actor shrugged. He seemed a lot less confident and suave than he did in interviews or even in public appearances. 

“I mean, you’re Captain America,” he said, emphasizing the words with an expansive hand gesture. “I guess I didn’t expect you to have time to watch my movies, or something like that.”

Sam tilted his head to the side. The excuse didn’t exactly make sense. He had only had the mantle for a couple of years and had made it pretty clear that he was just a normal guy. He definitely wasn’t like the last Captain America, the guy who had handed it off to him. Steve Rogers was a superhero, a soldier with extraordinary powers. He, Sam, was just a normal guy who was in the right place at the right time. He was trying, of course, to rise to the challenge that Rogers had presented to him, but he was still the average man.

“I’m a fan,” Sam said with a smile, excited to please James with that statement. “I really liked the last movie you put out, actually.”

“Really?” James asked, eyebrow raised. “It wasn’t a little cheesy to you?”

“Well, I mean, it was in some ways,” Sam conceded, trying not to think of the nude scene. He was going to have to run if he started imagining the man naked during their conversation. He already wasn’t the best in these social situations. If he started to redden, he was getting out of there. “It was also about a really rough time period and your character was…great. Inspiring.”

“You just liked my ass.”

Okay, that was that. Sam turned a dark shade of red and started to look for the exit.

“I didn’t-I, I mean…that’s not…”

At that, Barnes started laughing. It was a gorgeous laugh, one that softened all of his features.

“Sorry man, I couldn’t help myself,” he said honestly. “It was the first time I had ever done a scene like that. It wasn’t something I was planning for. It fit the character though and his relationship with his boyfriend. I’m just embarrassed thinking that Captain America saw my bare ass.”

Sam could recall that ass very well, too.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” he said. “It was great - the scene I mean.”

Sam couldn’t help the flirtation that dripped into his voice. He winked. 

“It was great meeting you Sam,” the actor said, and he was honestly surprised, but Barnes had the same deep red in his cheek. He took Sam’s hand briefly, and to his surprise, he kissed it. “I have to go, but I’ll see you around, hopefully.”

He did not have time for actors, but oh he wanted that one. 

[julessworldd]

Cheerleader and future rockstar part 2

Warnings: arguments, cussing, running away, smut, Izzy being a cutie pie 🥰. Should be it. It’s a little shorter than i planned on but she’s here! Hope you guys enjoy:))

I pulled away from Izzy, looking up at him. His brown eyes were so gorgeous up close, swirls of chocolate candies dancing. “It’s rude to stare”, Izzy brushed a strand of hair out of my face. “Sorry”, I blushed and backed away some. Izzy grinned, “But a pretty girl like you it don’t matter” I kissed his cheek.

We walked into one of diners my father owns, “Hi how many? Judith!”, Traci got startled. “I’ll work a weekend so you can have time with Paul. Just don’t tell dad okay”, I smiled. Traci sat us down and smiled as she walked away. The whole restaurant was gonna know little Channing brought a boy in. Whose daddy is gonna shit when he finds out who it is. “You work here?”, Izzy asked. “Sometimes but my dad owns this one and two more by the interstate. He owns Wilson’s pharmacy, the record store downtown. Some stuff in Indianapolis and  Chicago too”, I said waiting for Annie to come up.

“Damn you are rich”, Izzy laughed. “Mommy and daddy are rich not me”, I spat back. “Hi I’m Annie. Your daddy is gonna have your head, what can I get for you?”, Annie looked like she seen a ghost. Izzy giggled.. “Annie, this is Jeff. I’ll take my usual”, I giggled back. She took Izzy’s order, “Tracie is busy in the back. But she wanted me to tell you, she ain’t a snitch so you don’t have to work”, Annie sat beside me. “I said I would” “She doesn’t have Paul this weekend and she needs the extra money”, Annie said. I nodded. We left have we ate, Annie and traci made everyone swear they won’t tell my dad that I was skipping with a mystery kid. “You actually work for them?”, Izzy asked. “Sometimes, not just to keep them quiet when father comes in. He don’t care either way, he’s likes my brothers and little sisters more”, I said.

Two weeks after graduation

Izzy told me he was leaving for LA this week and he still wants me to go with him. “I understand if you don’t want to, but I really would like to have my girlfriend with me” “I’ll come with you, why wouldn’t I?”, I giggled. “I have 500$ saved up, we can live on that until we get a place.” Izzy said. “Okay”

We were leaving Friday morning in my car to California. Two weeks with driving the map said.

There was a small knock on the door, “Come in”, I said looking up from my vogue magazine. My little sister, Jackie walked in. “Hi Jackie, what’s up?”, I smiled as she plopped on the bed. She sighed. “Jackie” Another big sigh, “What is it, Jacqueline?”, I threw my magazine down. “I heard you and Jeff on the phone. Are you leaving me and Katie?”, she looked at me with sad eyes. “I told you to stop listening to my conversations!”, I sighed and rolled my eyes. “You are leaving us! Why??”, Jackie screamed. “Jackie! It’s just a vacation, Izzy wants to go see Hollywood. He wants me to go”, I grabbed the little girl so she could look at me. I know I’m lying to her but I might come back. “Okay, long as you come back”, She smiled. “When’s daddy coming home?”, she asked. “I don’t know, soon enough”, I smiled.

Friday morning came along, I was finishing packing when a knock came through the door. “Just a minute.” I slammed my bags under my bed. “Come” “Hi darling! So sorry we missed your graduation, we got held up in Chicago”, my mother walked in. “It’s okay Mom. Glad you’re back”, I smiled. Shit!! I was gonna sneak around to the maid’s quarters and run to my car. “What’s wrong darling?” “Nothing, just tired”, I lied. She smiled and walked away. I called Izzy’s, “Come on come on” “Isbelle residence”, Kevin picked up. “Kevin! Is Izzy is busy? Hurry!” “Jeff, it’s your girlfriend”, Kevin yelled. “Hi baby” “Izzy! My parents showed up don’t leave yet. I’m sorry but can we leave tonight instead?”, I sighed. “Of course, Jude. You okay?” “Just worried, but I’ll manage. I love you”, I replied. “It’s gonna be okay. Love you too”, Izzy grinned. “I’ll see you at 11”, I said.

It was dinner time soon enough, I stayed locked up in my room the whole day. “Where have you been, Judith?”, Father asked as I sat down with Katie. “In my room, I got another headache”, I said. “Did Nancy get you some meds?”, he asked. “Uh I had some in dresser still. Lucky me”, I smiled. “That’s good, buttercup. I want you to come to office with me tomorrow”, Father said as he drank some of his whiskey. “What for?” “I want you to get the feel of owning a business, well managing them”

“Daddy! Sissy has a boyfriend”, Katie interrupted. “That’s nice Katie. Now Judith, I think you would like the store in Chicago. She has a what?”, Father was saying. “Judith Monroe Channing!”, Mother gasped. “He was in my English class this year. He’s nice, daddy”, I panicked. “I would like to meet him, after work tomorrow. If that’s okay with you”, he smiled at me. “That’s perfectly fine with me, Daddy”, I smiled back. Fucking Katie! Jackie looked like she was gonna burst at the seems to tell them I’m ditching town soon. After dinner, I finished packing. Jackie walked in, “I’m gonna miss you”. “Awh honey. I’ll be back to visit”, I pulled her into a hug. Everyone was asleep, my parents were drugged up on quaaludes and ppainkillers.

I pulled up at Izzy’s house, his mom was working a late shift at the hospital. Izzy jumped in, “Hi gorgeous” he looked around, “Where’s the dogs?” “I couldn’t risk them barking and waking everyone up. Besides the twins will need someone to play with”, I sighed. “Baby, if you don’t want to go with me it’s okay I’ll catch a bus”, Izzy grabbed my hand. “No I wanna go with you. Just that Jackie knows I’m leaving and god. The look on her face when I told her it was a vacation” I started to cry.

We made it to LA in 10 days, it was so different here. I could tell we make this our home soon. “I think I found a place in Huntington Beach”, I said. “Really how much?” Izzy asked. “200 a month”

Izzy and I were making out on the couch, he had his hand behind my head as we kissed. Izzy was shirtless, trying to pull down my shorts without pulling away. “Mhm, Iz” I pulled away needing air. I pulled my shorts and shirt off, leaving me in my bra and panties. “‘Now that’s more like it, Channing”, Izzy grabbed my ass. “No it’s not, take your pants off”, I smirked. Soon enough I was braless on top of Izzy. “You sure you handle me this way?”, Izzy rubbed my nipple. “Mhm, I’m a big girl” “Don’t say I didn’t warn ya, princess”, Izzy smirked like a smartass. I put my hand on his mouth, “You talk too much”, I slide down him.

“That’s a good girl”, Izzy said bucking his hips into mine. I kept bouncing on him, feeling my tummy knot up. He reached in between us, rubbing my clit. I fell forward to his chest as he rubbed me. “Mhm don’t stop”, I moaned at his ear. Someone knock on the door, as I was close. “Fuck really? People now!”, I whined getting off of Iz. We got dressed before Izzy opened the door. “You’re lucky I got the manger to leave”, Bill smirked. “Fuck! Not you”, Izzy sighed. “Hi Bill” I laughed. “Hi Princess. It’s Axl now”, he waddled in. “Nice place. Are these Izzy’s or yours?”, Axl had my red panties dancing on his finger. “Gimme that”, I blushed as took them away from him. Izzy was banging his head on the door frame, “Stop banging that pretty head of yours, see if he has a place. I’m gonna go shower”, I kissed his forehead.

March 1986

Izzy and Axl had someone coming for the bass position of the band. Izzy drugged me along. “What the hell are you doing with a punk dude?”, I asked. “Branching out, princess”, Axl said as he took a drag from his cigarette. “Uh huh”, I rolled my eyes, this band had so many members come and go it was insane. “This is Axl, the singer and that’s my girlfriend, Judith”, Izzy walked with this 6’3 blonde kid dressed in a Johnny thunders tee. ���Does the child have a name?”, I asked. He couldn’t be no more than 19. “Duff and I’m 21”, he smiled. “My apologies”, I replied. Izzy walked over and hugged me, “Stop being mean. Tracii said he was really good”. “I’m not being mean” “Sure you’re not, baby. I seen the resting bitch face”, Izzy kissed my neck. “I’m like with new people. Okay quit Izzy!”, I giggled as he nibbled on my ear. “Ax! Test out your mic now” one of the sound techs said. Axl walked up and let out his infamous screams. The look on Duff’s face was hilarious. “We’re still waiting on the results to see if he’s part banshee”, I told him. He just nodded. Soon enough Steven and Slash joined.

“Is Ax always this angry?”, Steven asked. “Long as I’ve known him”, I said. Steven nodded and Duff grinned. “How long have you and Izzy been a thing?”, Duff asked. “Six years in May” “Damn the longest I’ve had was a year”, Duff said. “3 months for me”, Steven giggled. I patted his shoulder, “you’ll get a girlfriend soon enough, Stevie”.

“Izzy!”, Axl busted in. “Izzy! Where the fuck is your husband?” “First off. Don’t bust in my place like that and he’s at the store. So sit your manic ass down!” I gave a scowl. “Sorry Jude”, Axl sat next to Duff. “Why are you so goddamn happy anyways?”, I scoffed. “I need my guitarists here for this, princess” “My apologies, my lord”, I rolled my eyes. “Hey don’t shut the door, ass wipe!” Slash yelled as Izzy walked in with bags. “Fuck! Who die?”, Izzy looked around as Slash slammed the door behind him. “Will you guys stop slamming my door like you own the fucking place? Nobody died, Iz I don’t think”, I walked to him taking some bags to the kitchen. “Judith! So you guys remember that dude that claimed he worked at the a record company?”, Axl stood in front of us, I stood in the frame of the kitchen. “Yeah Tom something”, Slash said. “Well, he actually does. He talked to his boss showed him the demo I had. Anyways this Greffen dude wants to sign us, a 4 album deal, tour with Motley Crue this summer”, Axl said. The room was silent as we all looked at the ginger singer. “Ax, shut up”, Izzy grumbled. I grinned, holding my tongue.

The phone rang as Izzy was in the shower, I laid on the couch watching a rerun of Mash. “Hello?” “Hi I’m looking for a Izzy. This David Greffen, I’m sure Axl has told everyone about the deal. Is Izzy around.” “Yeah hang on”, I laid the phone on the table. I busted in the a bathroom, jerked the curtain, “Get your fucking ass now! Axl wasn’t lying, the Greffen dude is on the phone. Hurry!”, I pulled his hand. “I have shampoo in my hair still”, Izzy sighed grabbing a towel as he ran to the phone. “Yes, I’ll be there” Izzy ran back to the shower to rinse his hair and body. “I’ll be back soon as I can”, Izzy ran to the door. “Excuse you, Jeffrey”, I spat. “Oh fuck. I love you, bye bye”, Izzy kisses me and my cheeks.

Sure enough Izzy’s ginger counter part wasn’t lying about the deal. The boys had been in the studio for two months non stop. Izzy was finally a rockstar, playing in band like Keith Richards. The 18 year old I started going out with be so fucking happy that he actually got his dream. Of course I was happy for him, he worked so hard to get here.

They were filming their first music video for MTV for Welcome to the Jungle. It was a fan favorite on the strip and was really good. Izzy was nervous, he was afraid he couldn’t fake play right, panicking if he chose the right outfit for this. I was talking to Steven’s girlfriend, Adrianna. She wasn’t my favorite person even before she cheated on him with Axl. Can’t believe he used them fucking on Rocket Queen, the parents would love that one.

Suddenly she smiled, I turned around to see Duff standing behind me. “What is it, Duff?”, I asked looking up at him. “Iz wants you, he’s in his dressing room”, Duff smiled. “Thanks”, I patted his shoulder as I passed him. I was gonna knock on his door, when he pulled me in. “Izzy! What the hell?”, I yelped as I went face first into his chest. “Judith Judith, sweet Judith. Did Duff tell why I wanted you?”, Izzy smirked. “No, he’s probably half lit”, I said, running my hand down his chest. “After all this time, you’re still so innocent”, he kissed behind my ear. I whimpered, “Better hurry, you only got 15”. “Perfect”, Izzy reached between us and got to my panties.

Izzy had pinned down on the floor as he pounded from behind. “Mhmm! Fuck go harder”, I whined. “Go harder? I’ll end up breaking you, kitten”, Izzy keep thrusting in and out of me. “Please”, I turned my head to look at him with puppy eyes. Izzy reached down and rubbed my clit around. I grabbed my panties, biting down on them as my stomach tightened. “Good girl” “4 minutes!” A roadie yelled. My stomach was cramping up, I felt different before my release. It hurts but doesn’t either. I moaned so loud, “Izzyyy!!” I came but felt like I pissed myself. Izzy laughed, laying his head on my back, “Yes, you squirted kitten. Told you we had time” “Fuck you” I whined as he pulled out. “Cute! I did fuck you, Kitten. You good?”, he rubbed my back. “No I’m embarrassed”, i blushed, now I was facing him as he held me. “Don’t be. It was hot, I really enjoyed myself with you. Come on I’ll help you”, Izzy kissed me. Izzy managed the best he could to clean me up and the mess on the floor. I looked down, “Why is not thick?” Izzy snorted, “I don’t know, love. Turn around” Izzy cinched my dress back up, “There”

“Just sit on the amp, you can still see me”, Izzy kissed my temple. “Hey. Love you”, I smiled. “Love you too, kitten” “Hey slut”, Duff’s girlfriend, Mandy smiled. “You heard?”, I asked, sorta blushing. “We all did. Was it good?”, She asked. “Yes it always is, but this time was different”, I said as Axl looked over at us. “What do you mean?” “Towards the end, i uh felt different”, I started tripping on my words. “Lemme guess you squirted. Yes it’s normal but it won’t happen always.”, Mandy smiled. “Oh thank fuck! She’s not broken”, I sighed. Mandy laughed, “Hey girls”, Adrianna smiled. “Oh hell. Hiya”, I giggled. “What are you two so giggly about?” She asked. “When she was with Izzy, she squirted for the first time”, Mandy said, smiling as Duff looked her way from the stage. “Oh welcome to the club, whore”, she kissed my cheek. “Is it that big of a deal?”, I asked. “Kinda”, Adrianna smiled.

After they filmed the video, they were an overnight stars. Every teenager, kids our age heard them, they wanted to see them. They were over the moon, but they had an album to finish. Axl was starting to become a diva and everyone walked on eggshells.

The door opened, “Hey Kitten”, Izzy smiled. “Hi, how was it today?”, I smiled, getting up to kiss him. “Better. I kinda blocked him out. Get dressed I wanna take you to dinner”, Izzy kissed me back. After dinner we were walking around. “You still happy here, love?”, Izzy asked. “Yes why do you ask that?”, I said. “I don’t know I’ve been thinking.. still thought you wanted to go back home”. “Jeff, home is wherever you are. I would be in Chicago taking care of dad’s businesses”, I rubbed my thumb across his hand. Izzy smiled, “I love you so much! Thank you for driving cross country to support my dream”, Izzy kissed me. “Love you too, handsome”, I giggled, nipping his ear playfully. Izzy gently pushed me against the brick, “You are so beautiful, my love” “mhm kiss me?”, I smiled. Izzy started to kiss me, but someone yelled my name. I finally seen my sister, Jackie. But she wasn’t nine anymore but looked to be 15. “Jackie?”, i walked towards her. She hugged me, “What are you doing out here? Where’s Katie?”, I hugged her back trying not to cry.

“Jackie! There you are, don’t take off like that. Judith?”, our mother said with Katie behind her. “Hi mom”, I smiled. She stood there stunned, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you or dad that I was moving. Can’t believe Jackie kept a secret this long”, I said as she walked towards, she was pissed. “Oh Judith, my sweet girl!”, she brushed my hair out of my face. “It’s okay. You should have told us, we would have funded your trip well move”, she smiled. She hugged me. “Cheryl! Why did Jackie run away?”, I heard my father walk up, I tensed up. “Daddy, it’s Judith”, Katie said.

“Hi dad. Miss me?”, I smiled. “You’ve grown up on me”, he looked like he was about to cry. He pulled me into a hug, “Thought I lost you for good, Judy” I almost cried at that, always thought I wasn’t his least favorite child. Izzy stood there, unsure what to do. “Who did you run off with anyways?”, he asked. “Remember Katie telling you I had a boyfriend the night I left? Well it was him”, I said looking at Izzy. Izzy walked up behind me, “Oh you’re Sonja’s oldest, uh?” “Jeff but I go by Izzy”, He shook my fathers hand. “Thank you for taking care of my baby”, my mother said. “Not a problem at all, she’s great”, he rubbed my arm. “Is your singer single?”, Katie asked. “Katelin!”, I huffed, rolling my eyes. Izzy giggled, “Uh hard to tell anymore” “Izzy”, I looked at him. My parents and sisters had to leave that night, they spent the whole week trying to find me.

“Your parents are nice, Katie reminds me of you”, Izzy said taking his shoes off. “You didn’t talk to me when until senior year, Iz”, I giggled. “So? She still does”, Izzy stuck his tongue out. “You’re annoying, you know that?”, I giggled as he crawled into bed. “I’m aware, love”, Izzy smirked. “I love you forever”, I raised over and kissed him. “I love you too, kid. Until death do us part”, Izzy rubbed my shoulders. “Did you hint that you might propose soon?”, I bit my lip. “Go to sleep, Baby”, Izzy got at his spot. “You are planning on, you bitch!”, I gasped. “Good night, Judith”, he huffed. That fucker wants to marry me, I knew it!

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Our Little Family..

Characters: James :"Bucky" Barnes; Original Female Character/Reader; Natasha Romanoff; Steve Rogers; Sam Wilson; Clint Barton; Bella Barnes

Content warnings: No real warnings, just a bit of a angst and a bit of fluff, overall just cuteness

A/N: Originally published on WP and AO3, I've decided to upload some of my more popular stories from these platforms here, so keep an eye out.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Masterlist

Yn's pov

I peered my head out the door of our suite at the Avengers compound. Thankfully I saw just the person I was wanting to talk to.

Me: Pssst, Nat, come here, quick.

I closed and locked the suite door behind us.

Nat: Ooo, this is all secretive, I'm loving it. What's going on?

Me: Well, Bella is 3 now and I'm kind of getting a bit clucky and I want another baby but I don't know how to bring it up with Bucky. We've talked about having one but I'm pretty sure he wanted to wait until Bella was like at school or something.

Nat: You know, you could just say it. He's not going to divorce you because you want another baby.

Me: I know, I just don't want him to feel like he has to say yes just because I want it, you know?

Nat: I do, but when has Bucky ever done anything because someone else wanted him to?

Me: (laughing) you're so right there.

Midday the same day and Bucky, Steve, Sam and Clint were all sitting around discussing the party tonight and making bets on who will get the drunkest, who will make a fool of themselves the most, who will leave the earliest, that kind of thing.

Steve: I reckon Yn will leave first, he said laughing

Clint: Well that's almost a no-brainer because she'll have to put Bella down and she probably won't come back - that's what usually happens, right Buck?

Bucky: No, actually, tonight Bella is going to stay with her grandparents so we can have a normal party night for once

Clint: Well planned. Maybe you'll get lucky tonight too?

Bucky: Well, I am lucky every day that I have the 2 most beautiful girls in the world that I get to call mine"

The others all groaned.

Steve: You know she can't hear you right now?

Bucky: I know, but it's the truth and I'm not afraid to say it, doesn't matter who is , or isn't, listening.

You: entering the lounge area with your & Bucky's 3 year old daughter Isabella. "What aren't you afraid to say, my love?"

Bucky: That you and Bella are the loves and lights of my life and I am the luckiest man in the world.

You: Flattery will get you everywhere Buckster.

Bella: Daddy, tan I sit with you?

Bucky: Of course you can Bubba

Bella all but jumps out of your arms, straight into Bucky's lap.

You lean down and kiss Bucky and let him know that you're heading to the shops to get some last minute things you need for tonight.

Bucky: Alright, drive safe and text me if you need me. Bella, say bye to Mama.

Bella: Bye Mama, Daddy and I are going to watch a movie while you're gone

Bucky: Oh are we now, my princess?

As you leave you hear Bucky say to the guys: Yep, the luckiest and I would do anything either of them want.

You leave and head to get a few makeup items you are wanting and another thing you were hoping you'd need soon.

Mid-afternoon you got back from the shops and Bella was asleep on Bucky's chest.

You: Oh Buck, you should have put her down for her nap. You know she sleeps longer when she sleeps on you and I'm worried she won't sleep tonight for my Mum & Dad.

Bucky: Babe, don't worry about it, she's only been asleep for about an hour, that's almost her normal nap length anyway, I'll bring her up now and she'll wake up on the way.

He carries Bella up to your suite, and you follow him along, hoping she will wake up so that she isn't grumpy for her grandparents tonight. You're hoping to talk to Bucky about having another baby tonight, either at the party or afterwards.

Luckily Bella wakes up just as Bucky is laying her down on the couch. She rubs her eyes sleepily and says "Thirsy Mama"

You: Ok baby, do you want some milk or juice?

Bella: Doose pease Mama

You poured her some juice in a sippy cup, put her on the floor with some toys and sat on the couch watching to make sure she didn't lay down and go back to sleep.

Bucky: Did you get everything you needed at the shops Babe?

You: Uhh, yeah I did

Bucky: Do you want me to unpack the bag for you

You didn't want him to see the pregnancy tests you bought so you told him that you'd do it later and to come sit down with you.

He sat next to you on the couch and you snuggled into his side.

You: Hmmm, I could do this all day

Bucky: Hey, don't let Steve hear you, that's his catch phrase.

You both laughed and he put his arm around you, rubbing his hand up and down your side.

Bucky: So, party tonight. Looking forward to a kid-free night?

You: Yes and No, it's always good to get a night just to ourselves, but I miss her so much when she's not here.

Bucky: I know, I have a hard time sleeping not hearing her little snuffles and snorts in the room next door.

You: Aww, Bucky you are such a softy now that you're a Dad.

Bucky: I know, I'm a goner. Anything you or Bella want or need, I'll do everything in my power to give it to you.

You: But Buck, I don't want you to think you have to always say yes to whatever she or I want.

Bucky: Yn, I never thought I'd have this, you know, a real family. A gorgeous wife and an amazing kiddo. So if I can give you what you want or need, then I'm going to do it to the best of my ability.

You: I love you so much babe

He pulls you onto his lap and kisses you softly: I love you too sweetness. Both of you.

He wraps his arms around you and he deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue into your mouth and a soft moan escapes your lips. Bella looks up and gets a strange look on her face. Next thing you know, she's climbed onto the couch next to you and is pushing you apart.

Bella: No Daddy, no hurt Mama.

You: Oh baby, Daddy didn't hurt Mama. It's ok. (Turning to Bucky) We might have to start closing the door to her room when we're umm.. you know.

Bucky: (laughing) yeah, I think you might be right.

You spend the rest of the afternoon getting Bella ready to go to her grandparents. Bucky leaves about 4pm to take her and you start getting ready for the party.

Bucky's pov

Bella and I are in the car on the way to Yn's parents house

Bella: Daddy

Me: yes Bella

Bella: When Mama's birfday?

Me: Well, Mama's birthday is in just a few weeks actually.

Bella: What we det her for present?

Me: Well, I have a couple of ideas, what do you think?

Bella: Daddy

Me: yes baby girl

Bella: I know what we tan det her

Me: (I'm thinking she's going to say a giraffe or something equally absurd) Ok, you tell me what should we get her then?

Bella: A baby

I nearly drove off the road, that was the last thing I thought she would say: Umm Bella, baby, why do you think we should get Mama a baby for her birthday?

Bella: Tause I heared her tell Aunta Nat she wants a baby so I fought we tould det her one but I don't know what shop to go to, tan you help get Mama a baby Daddy?

Me: Umm.. Wow (under his breath).. When did you hear her say that Bella?

Bella: Dis morning when you were with Unca Teve. Aunta Nat tame in our room and Mama said she want a baby.

Me: Ok Bella, let's not tell anyone else about this ok? If Mama wants a baby for her birthday then it has to be a surprise so nobody else can know, ok?

Bella: Otay Daddy. I love you

Me: (stunned) I love you too baby girl

With that, we pull up at the house and Yn's Mum & Dad came running out to get Bella out of the car.

Yn's Dad: Good drive Buck?

Me: Uhh yeah, not much traffic which was good.

I helped them get Bella and all her stuff inside, then kissed her, thanked them again and got back in the car.

The half hour drive back to the compound consisted of the following conversation with myself.

If she wants another baby, why did she tell Nat and not me?

Is it a good time for another baby? Is there ever a good time for a baby?

Of course we can have another baby, I love Bella so much, another little one would be amazing

But why would she not talk to me about it?

Maybe we can start trying tonight?

Hang on, when was she going to talk to me about it?

Was she just going to not say anything, get pregnant and then tell me?

We should be making these decisions together.

Why would she tell Nat in front of Bella, we both know she repeats everything she hears.

Oh god, how do I bring it up now, knowing that she felt like she couldn't tell me.

Thankfully I arrived back at the compound, which effectively stopped the out loud conversation I was having.

Bucky gets back to their suite and Yn is already in the shower. He goes through the closet and chooses what he's going to wear tonight and heads into the bathroom.

Yn: Hey Buck, was Bella ok?

Bucky: Hmmm? Oh yeah, excited to see Nana and Poppy.

Yn: Well, we have a bit of time if you'd like to join me in here? (Wiggles her eyebrows at him)

Bucky: (distracted with the thoughts in his head) oh it's ok, I'll just wait for you to be done.

Yn: (thinking to herself Well that's weird, he doesn't usually turn down a shower) Ok babe, I'll be out in a minute.

Bucky sat on the edge of the bed waiting for Yn to come out of the bathroom. He had no idea what to say to her or where to even begin the conversation.

Yn emerged from the bathroom with just a white fluffy towel wrapped around herself. She looked at Bucky and could see he was a million miles away and wondered what had happened while he was gone to change his mood so dramatically.

She walked up to him and put her hand under his chin, lifting his face up so he would look at her.

Yn: Hey Buck, everything ok?

Bucky: Yeah sweetheart, I just need to have a shower to get my second wind. He smiled at her, but she noted the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Yn: Are you sure? My parents were ok?

Bucky: yeah, they were fine, they were so excited to see Bella and have her staying over the night. I'm sure there were multiple new toys for her to play with and even before I left she had your mum on the floor playing tea party.

This time when he laughed it was a genuine laugh so Yn relaxed a little.

Yn: Ok, well don't take too long in there, I still have to do my makeup and hair.

Bucky: Just come in and do it while I'm showering, not like you haven't seen all this before.

So Bucky jumped in the shower and Yn started on her hair and make up - she wasn't going to do anything outrageous so it wouldn't take her long, but she liked to look nice for Bucky.

She was done and dressed before he was even out of the shower.

He came out of the bathroom naked and just stopped and looked at his wife. She is the most gorgeous woman he's ever seen and that he gets to call her his constantly confounds him.

He walked over to her and goes to hug her but she pushes him away. 'We'll never have another baby if she pushes naked me away' he thinks to himself.

Yn: Babe, no you're still wet and Im all dressed.

She leans over and gives him a peck on the cheek and he goes to dry off and get dressed.

Several hours later they are at the party and Yn is stifling a yawn.

Nat: Well, sorry to keep you up Yn. I thought you'd be raring to go tonight, maybe get started on that thing we talked about earlier

Yn: Nat, sshhh will you? I haven't talked to Bucky yet and I don't want him to hear it from someone other than me.

Nat: That's why I said the thing and not what it actually is. When are you going to talk to him?

Yn: I was going to talk to him tonight but to be honest, he was being a little weird when he got home from dropping Bella off, so I'm not sure if I will tonight.

Nat: What do you think made him act weird?

Yn: I don't know, I asked if my parents were ok and he said yes. He did agree with me earlier that he misses Bella when she's not here, but it was more than that. I just don't know what it was about. Like he was all in his head about something.

Your favourite song came on so you grabbed Nat's hand and got up on the dance floor and started dancing. You hoped that this woke you up a bit or you would be having an earlier night than planned.

You also hoped that it would motivate Bucky, who seemed to be avoiding you tonight. Usually he was quite clingy at these things but he'd been the total opposite tonight.

Another hour or so later you were on the lookout for your husband, having exhausted yourself dancing, you were ready to call it a night and head back to your suite.

Moments later, you saw him in the corner talking animatedly to Steve.

As you got closer, Steve loudly said "Oh hey Y/n, you looking for this one? "(Pointing to Bucky)

Yn: Yeah, Babe, I'm done in, I'm going to head upstairs.

Bucky: (half turned to you but not making eye contact) Uh yeah, me and Steve are just having a conversation so I'll come up soon.

You looked at Steve and raised your eyebrows. He shook his head like he didn't know what was going on either.

You kissed Bucky on the cheek and said: Ok, well I'll see you there soon, then.

Bucky: Yeah

You turn and head up to your room, even more confused.

Bucky's pov

Steve: Just talk to her, I'm sure you've had this conversation before, why is it any different now?

Me: Because now I know she's serious about it and cause she talked to Nat about it and not me

Steve: Buck, just man up and go talk to your wife. Only she can give you the answers you're looking for

Me: yeah, I guess you're right. Wish me luck (downing the rest of his drink)

By the time Bucky comes into the room you are almost asleep. He undresses and climbs into bed beside you, laying on his back, not touching you.

You turn and scoot towards him, he lifts his arm so you can snuggle into his side and he slides his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close.

These mixed signals are killing you and even though you're not sure if this is a good time, you have to talk to him about things.

You: Bucky? Are you really ok Baby? You've been a little off since you got back from dropping Bella off and I'm starting to freak out a bit to be honest.

Bucky grunted: You're starting to freak out? Well, I'm sorry to freak YOU out!

He lifts his arm and sits up on the side of the bed facing away from you.

You: Buck, you're scaring me. We've always been able to talk about anything and now you're being silent & strange.

Bucky: I agree, we have always been able to talk about anything. So tell me Y/n, is there something you want to talk to me about? Huh?

You: Well for one I want to know what's crawled up your arse and laid a nest? You're the one not talking to me, basically ignoring me all night and now you're questioning me?

Bucky stood up and turned to look at you: So you didn't have a conversation with Nat earlier today about having another baby instead of with me?

You: What? Bucky, I.. What did Nat say? I'm going to kill her.

Bucky: You see, that's the interesting part, it wasn't Nat who told me.

You: So who told you, nobody else kne... Oh shit.. Bella?

Bucky: Yes, we're in the car heading to your parents and she starts asking about when your birthday is and what are we getting you and then she said Oh Daddy I know what we can get Mama, we can get her a baby, can you help Mama get a baby Daddy? Then she tells me she heard you tell Nat.

You: Oh Buck, I'm so sorry you heard it from our daughter. It's a little bit funny though.

Bucky: yeah, maybe if I didn't nearly drive off the fucking road with our daughter in the car.

You: Oh, I totally didn't think about her being able to hear, I thought we were talking quietly enough and she was in the next room.

Bucky: Well, I think we should get her tested, maybe she has super soldier hearing. But I don't get why you talked to Nat, forgive me if I'm wrong but I don't think she has the capability of giving you a baby?

You moved over to the edge of the bed and grabbed at his hand. This time, he let you grab it and you pulled him to you, wrapping your arms around his waist.

You: Oh Buck, I'm sorry I was just asking Nat's advice on how to start the conversation. You said a while ago something about no more babies until Bella was at school and I just, I didn't want to wait any longer and I didn't want you to feel like you had to say yes.

Bucky: Oh sugar, you know I can't say no to you, but if I really didn't want to, I'd let you know.

You: So you're ok with the idea?

Bucky: I'm so much more than ok with the idea. In fact, why don't we start trying now?

You: I'd love to but I need to show you something first.

You grabbed something from the bedside table on your side. It was a pregnancy test you'd taken when you got back to the room just for laughs.

Bucky looked at it and read the word: Pregnant

Bucky: You're already pregnant? We're having another baby?

You: Yes, we are - I took it for a laugh not thinking there was already a little peanut in there but surprise to both of us!

Bucky cradled your face in his hands and kissed you softly but full of passion: I love you so much Yn, thank you for making me a Dad again.

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[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

So I keep finding Fall Out Boy songs that are absolute VIBES and I really like their work! I'm wondering if you have any recommendations, since you're a huge fan. No pressure, of course!!

ok so there's like, songs I just really like. songs that are pretty deep cuts. and songs that have Lore behind them that make me absolutely insane. I'm gonna give you a few of each

obviously their hits are hits for a reason. Sugar is so much fun to sing. Dance, Dance has a wicked fun bass part. Immortals and Centuries are both simply iconic. Grand Theft Autumn is a classic. I also really love The Last Of The Real Ones

I really like Alone Together, Fake Out (obviously sndkdnskfk) — actually, Hazel, do me a solid and just listen to all of So Much (For) Stardust straight through one time if you want/have a chance. it's so worth the like, hour of your time — Disloyal Order Of Water Buffaloes, Bob Dylan, and Hold Me Tight Or Don't. they're super good songs lyrically and musically I love them dearly they're not like, radioplay popular but they're decently well known?

as for some deeper cuts basically all of Folie A Deux is a banger despite the morality of some of the songs being iffy lol but hey. it bops we gotta be real here. I really really like the title track off of Save Rock And Roll (it makes me a bit emotional considering the band's journey through the years yknow?) as well as Miss Missing You. The Patron Saint of Liars and Fakes goes HARD. The Music Or The Misery is... a whole lot. Bang the Doldrums, an absolute BANGER of a song to jump around a room to, could technically go in the lore category but honestly. it's the song that would have been in Shrek 2 if DreamWorks weren't hecking cowards. The (After) Life Of The Party is one of my favorite songs EVER. Wilson (Expensive Mistakes) is basically my theme song.

as for like, Lore songs, Hum Hallelujah is actually one of THE songs that got me into FOB, as well as Coffee's For Closers — Hum is largely about FOB's lyricist and bassist's suicide attempt (not in a horribly depressing way actually, it's a reference and a homage to the song that he says saved his life), and CFC borrows lyrics from one of that guy's old blog post poetry things (which I actually reblogged earlier today). I've Got A Dark Alley And A Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song) (yes, by Fall Out Boy sjdkdksk) is also tangentially about Pete's attempt in that he wrote it around that time and it's very much about his own insecurities. a pretty dark, sad song but one I relate to a lot and it sounds SO pretty. Saturday, off their first (proper) record, is a song the lead singer wrote pretty much entirely about the band and specifically the aforementioned bassist/lyricist — very historical song but also the song I sing every time I get in the car to drive somewhere skdlfjssk.

listen ok this is a lot, so-

TL;DR, out of every song I've recced here, top 10 songs you should listen to by Chicago Softcore Rock Band Fall Out Boy:

Hum Hallelujah, Bob Dylan, Coffee's For Closers, The (After) Life Of The Party, Saturday, Bang the Doldrums, Wilson (Expensive Mistakes), Save Rock and Roll, Patron Saint of Liars and Fakes, The Last Of the Real Ones

also the entirely of SMFS start to finish. it's a cinematic experience despite being audio. it might change your life.

[royalsunshinehotel]

So we already have what if reader dommed the dev Patel characters. What if it was the other way around? (Reader getting dommed by the dev Patel characters) ps love your blog

A/N: this one kinda stumped me, I can't lie. Consulting credit to my bae @hecuba-of-troy as always.

Anwar Kharral (Skins 2009) Oh Anwar, he's been waiting for this opportunity. I feel like he's using a little bit of edge though, kind of condescending in a way. I feel like you'd be restrained for catching an attitude with him, and he'd be such a jerk asking obvious questions, "aw do you feel empty?" (you do), "Does that feel good?" (It does, so of course he stops), and he gets off on the power shift. He knows that your a major catch, so he'll take whatever you'll allow him to do to you. Anwar, in his soul, is a goober, and he's lucky that you trust him like this.

Sonny Kapoor (The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, 2011) Straight up, I do feel like you and Sonny see one NSFW video, and give it a go. It's a team effort, but you can't take him seriously when he tries to put on an American Accent like the guy in the video. Soft sex ensues. Sorry! Neal Sampat (Newsroom, 2011-2014) Neal fully knows he's broke, is underpaid at his job, and barely qualified for American citizenship. He also knows he's over six feet tall and has a big dick. You will be invited over to your boyfriends house, have a good meal, and some wine, and your boyfriend will proceed to mans-plain and condescend to you shit that he knows you already know, in his soft British accent. It doesn't matter because he's hitting it so good, in a way only he can. He's going to watch you go stupid on his cock, and have you agree with everything he's saying. Your a dumb little doll for him, aren't you?

Deon Wilson (Chappie, 2015) I honestly don't think Deon has it in him. He's too soft. Even when you tell him that he can go a bit harder, be a bit rougher, it's still only because you let him. Everything he does is for you, and because of you. It's a privilege to be on top of you and he's going to make the most of it. Sheru “Saroo” Bierley (LION, 2016) Whew. Girl. I feel like Saroo fully feels his Dom mode after the two of you get in an argument. You like being a brat, and you like being his brat. It's dumb, because in his own way, Saroo's a brat too, he just wants to fuck you so you quit mouthing off. Your so much better behaved after he's fucked you all mean like this. I do feel like Saroo would be well aware that he's being a brat, but he's bigger and stronger and more muscular than you. He also wants you on all fours, and your more than happy to. Saroo, being a 'brat', will probably tear your clothes so you "can't leave" the next morning (it's a lie you totally can, and you didn't like that shirt anyway), but please know when you DO leave you're limping, as well as smiling.

Jay Menha (The Wedding Guest, 2018) I feel like Jay and you know each other to the point where it's just a look on his face, and you let him push you down. If you use his full name 'Sanjay', you get a harsher pace, that you know you'll feel tomorrow. More than anything, i feel like Jay being a dom would be stress relief. He's a soft, creative man, but him driving into you, using your holes, is something that's both necessary and encouraged in your sexual relationship.

David Copperfield (2019) David had me so stumped, but I really do feel like this is more of a collaboration than straight-up dom behavior. It would probably be closer to role-play. David thinks you hung the moon, so it's not a surprise when he forgets his lines and starts nipping at the inside of your thighs. You're an actress, so your annoyed at his lack of professionalism. He makes up for it though, he always does.

Joshua Madika (Modern Love, 2019) Put on the most expensive clothes in your closet and let your man tie you up and eat you. Joshua responds mostly to hair pulling or whatever pet name you've given him. He loves to see you in the pretty clothes he's bought you, probably crying because you literally just want to come, that's it. But you can hold on a little longer right? Be good for daddy?

Sir Gawain (The Green Knight, 2021) Definitely responds only to 'my king', or 'your majesty', and plays a lot with temperatures. You will be getting bred because Gawain can never have too many heirs, and you will most likely be getting spanked/ swatted with a paddle. He likes calling you 'his whore', and there is a high possibility that he will spit in your mouth at some point during the evening.

[seriouslycromulent]

Thoughts on the 2nd Season of Leverage: Redemption

OK. So I finally got around to watching Leverage: Redemption season 2. It was a decent season (or half-season?). I do remember liking more of the episodes from season 1, but that may be because there were more episodes overall (Hence, why I referred to this as a half-season.).

Random Thought #1 --

I can say one of the major pluses of season 2 was the opportunity to see Aldis Hodge more. And of course, that wink at the audience regarding the DC cinematic universe was not lost on me. I’m glad he was able to participate in more episodes this time around, but I am just as happy to see his career flourish on the big screen too.

Any chance to see more of Aldis is always appreciated. But you know who I did miss?

Random Thought #2 --

None of the episodes were directed by Jonathan Frakes this season. I’m not saying I can’t enjoy Leverage without Jonny behind the camera, but when he’s not there, his absence is certainly felt. I can only guess it was because he was off getting his Captain Riker on in the 3rd season of Star Trek: Picard. Sure, I loved seeing him on ST: Pic, but he better direct some eps for the next season of Leverage or I'll ... stew silently like the impetulant child that I am.

Random Thought #3 --

Moving on. My favorite episode of the 2nd season was the non-Leverage Leverage episode titled “The Belly of the Beast Job.” I liked how our team takes a bit of a backseat to others in this episode, and let a duo of novices attempt to save the world for once. 

It was all very cute watching the Fab 5 help from the sidelines, plus the realistic scenario of the villain and the victim(s) really resonated with me. The storyline was incredibly honest regarding the nature of workplace harassment, even affording the reality that sometimes when there’s a woman in a position to help, she may be more concerned with looking out for herself than protecting others. I really appreciated that honesty in storytelling on such a sensitive issue. 

Also, the actor who played the bad guy, aka the smarmy record executive, was fantastic! I remember him – Jeffrey Vincent Parise – from an episode of Burn Notice where he played a fairly distinctive villain who was similarly flamboyant, but very different in other ways. In this episode of L:R, it seems he has turned up the creeper factor to 11, and delivered an especially realistic performance in a character that you love to hate. Kudos to him and whoever was responsible for casting him on the show!

Random Thought #4 --

I also have to admit some of my favorite moments of season 2 involved Harry Wilson. Particularly when he had to imitate Eliot in The Walk In The Woods Job. He actually did a pretty good job with the Spencer Growl™, but he couldn't get the rest of the voice exactly right. It was still funny as hell though.

As for his first time in the vents in The Museum Makeover Job, oh my goodness. 😂 At first, I felt a bit sorry for him because tight spaces are not my friend either. But then he started acting like a cartoon character and I couldn't help but laugh. I have a feeling that was intentional (by the writers) for us folks who might have felt some residual claustrophobia when watching through our screens. 

So having Harry freak out in an absurdly cartoon-y manner helped keep the situation light, I think. And it just made me adore Noah Wyle's complete lack of ego when it comes to comedy even more.

Random Thought #5 --

Finally, I know I’m late to the party here, since the season 2 finale aired in January, but I’m sure I wasn’t the only one who was shocked to find out that Eliot Spencer is adopted. And that his adoptive parents are Black! [insert head exploding emoji]

But let me tell you this … I don’t hate it. 

Here’s why:

It’s just like Eliot to keep this type of info to himself. He plays everything close to the vest, and this definitely would qualify as info that no one needs to know but him.

It adds a different kind of beat to Christian’s roles where he often plays men (usually from Oklahoma) who have estranged relationships with their father. I wasn’t too interested in seeing him play that same character beat yet again, so adding in a transracial adoption angle actually gave it a fresh twist. 

His dad was played by Keith freakin’ David. Keith. Freakin’. David. If you only know Keith David through his voiceover work in animation, that may not seem like a big deal to you. But for those of us who grew up on this man’s film and TV work onscreen coupled with that very distinctive voice of his, … well … let's just say I fangirled for quite a while when he first appeared on camera. And when it was revealed that he was Eliot’s dad, I had the stupidest jaw-dropping grin on my face for like 5 minutes. 

And on top of that, Christian got to shoot a fight scene with Keith too. Dude! I don’t personally know Chris (although I’ve met him several times), but I am sure he pinched himself more than once while preparing for and shooting that scene. I can only imagine he was trying really hard not to picture himself as a stand-in for the late great Rowdy Roddy Piper in that iconic fight scene in They Live. Heck, a part of me was doing it myself as I was watching it. I genuinely felt incredibly happy for Chris for getting the opportunity to work with Keith in this way. 

With that said, I did make my way over to ao3 to see if anyone has written any fanfic around the whole adoption storyline. So far, I’ve only found two. There may be others, but they’re not too easy to track with the search tool, so it's a slow process.

Anyway, I noticed in the comments section on one of the fanfics I found, the author mentioned that they saw a comment on Facebook stating that the person wished that Eliot’s father had been Native American instead. And the author worked into the story the idea that Eliot’s biological mom was Native due to this comment.

Here’s the thing. I don’t have a problem with the author at all. They just wrote a quick story offering a wee bit of background on how Eliot ended up with the Spencers. 

But I admit that I find that Facebook comment to be unnecessary and giving off some skanky anti-Black vibes. Yes, Chris has Native ancestry IRL. But how many times has he played characters where both of his parents were white and not Native? Did this person leaving the comment ever lament over his parents not being Native for any of those other roles? And if not, why not? 

Here was an opportunity to allow Chris to be a part of multiracial onscreen family in a way that he hasn’t been able to in the past, and apparently, someone objected to that multiracial family being of African descent instead of Indigenous descent. They apparently didn't care about how it affords Eliot a new layer of complexity that we would rarely see in any other role Chris has played in the past (assuming the writers want to do something with it). It also acknowledges that Black people adopt children of other races and ethnicities too, which typically isn’t shown or discussed on American television. Transracial adoption is often painted as something only white or Asian-American parents do. 

I’m not saying that the Facebook comment was racist, but it definitely seemed to have anti-Black bias that is far too often brushed aside when it comes to non-Black communities of color. And I hope that this person's sentiment is the exception, not the rule in the Leverage fandom.

Ok. That's it. I just wanted to share my thoughts on those aspects of season 2. Feel free to agree or disagree or something else. Thanks for reading my ramblings, and I will now happily sit over here and wait on season 2 of Almost Paradise premiering in July.