#jb jack: caring

[sworeidnevercompromise]

ꨄ︎ pillow talk: a drew starkey smau < part two > series masterlist

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drewstarkeyfan

liked by dstarkeynews and others drewstarkeyfan i'm dead why did he do that

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youruser LMFAOOO he got a little silly with it

drewstarkeyfan @/youruser HELLO QUEEN .

villainkilla goated with the sauce

m8trondhotel he said let me not foget to bust a move

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cuntofmontecristo is it bad that i still need him kinda

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youruser

liked by drewstarkey and others youruser ahhh poland you've been too good to me! kocham cię 💚💚

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drewstarkeyfan girl you and drew were so on a date at that restaurant i'm dead

drewy/nthinker @/drewstarkeyfan that + the softlaunching in this post ohhh wow i'm losing it reputation1389 @/drewstarkeyfan @/drewy/nthinker EWWW GET HER OUT OF HEREEEE drewstarkeyfan @/reputation1389 ofc ur a faceless account ・ ♥️ by author

drewstarkey ate your weight in pierogi

youruser @/drewstarkey nom nom nom 😋

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taliaryder give me my jacket back

youruser @/taliaryder jousting tournament to get it back taliaryder @/youruser you're on

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drewstarkey

liked by brooke_starkey, youruser and others drewstarkey "I've had hangovers before, but this time, even my hair hurts" - Brad Allen, Pillow Talk. Germany: your beer rocks. I'll be more careful next time.

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youruser two day bender!

drewstarkey @/youruser never again.

brooke_starkey so good seeing you

drewstarkey @/brooke_starkey same time next year?

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jonathandavissofficial until next time ・ ♥️ by author

drewy/nthinker QUIT SOFTLAUNCHING I KNOW THAT'S Y/N

supercargo sooo...drew let's talk about the last slide. who is that buddy?

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youruser

liked by pillowtalkmovie and others youruser italy → greece → poland → germany → paris just in the past 2 weeks. england & ireland & spain up next. I LOVE YOU @/pillowtalkmovie!!!!!!!

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drewstarkey just flew into paris....boy my arms are tired

youruser @/drewstarkey hardy har har

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bestfrienduser oh so no sneaky little couples pic in this one? ・ ♥️ by author

villainkilla @/bestfrienduser omfg having y/n's bsf on our side ... #myshipissailing

y/narchive hair is looking fabulous as per usual i see

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liked by drewy/nthinker and others y/nweloveyou via @/youruser's insta story..

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maleaunt well idk why we're acting surprised obviously she's gonna use them with drew

drewy/nthinker kind of need the baguette one

y/nitalia 😀

supercargo wait serve

lavenderhazez she's addicted to anything that says "i ❤️ [place]" so honestly the top one could just be her adding to her collection. bottom one is insane though

y/nssangels everyone in these comments acting like it's insane for her to have condoms ?? she's in her 20s and gorgeous obviously she's having sex there's nothing wrong with that i'm dead

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liked by dstarkeynews and others lucaguadagninoarchive @/pillowtalkmovie full cast, posted on their twitter page.

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liked by youruser, drewstarkey and others alexanderludwig Lots of fun on this press tour, but England has by far been my favorite stop. Drank lots of tea, saw so many Union Jacks, and got to see @/youruser and Luca talk about this amazing movie we're in (@/pillowtalkmovie). Cheers, England. Be back soon.

drewstarkey right what's all this then

alexanderludwig @/drewstarkey 🇬🇧

youruser spot of tea, old chap?

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liked by alexanderludwig and others davidjonsson_ @/pillowtalkmovie press tour brought me back home. I feel beyond blessed. Had so much fun in London- yes, even when @/alexanderludwig got lost in the Underground. Be back soon.

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officialmikeymadison_

liked by youruser and others officialmikeymadison_ i'm not usually one for long captions but this press tour is making me a new person. thank you to the sweetest girl ever @/youruser for convincing me to take the role in @/pillowtalkmovie. even though it's a small role, it's totally made my life better. all my love to the cast & crew. 💋

youruser awww sweet sweet girl i'm having so much fun bopping around europe with you. couldn't get through all of these flights & train rides & crazy quick days without you. you're everything and more 💚

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[itsatorchwoodthing]

“i dont care what happened with jb, i want jack back” you should very much care actually

[galactic-mayhem]

ok now that ive had time to collect my thoughts here is my review of the minecraft movie. spoilers kinda but who cares honestly

- this shouldve come out in 2010

- jack black plays himself

- the characters arent characters and none of the dialogue is comparable to that of real people

- jack black and jason mamoa have gay sex halfway through the film

- also, JB and JM are the only people who actually want to be there (or at least they're the only people who want to entertain the idea of it) and it shows

- why did we need the piglins to be villians when illagers literally also exist in the movie and are shown to be villainous

- also, why is there a gay piglin

- the theme "creativity is good and you shouldnt be ashamed to be creative" is a decent enough message but this movie doesnt make that theme worthwhile at all despite it shouting it at you every chance it gets

- the fnaf movie did the trope of "kids lose their parents and the older sibling has to take care of the younger one" better because there were actual stakes to it outside of the a plot

- the entire movie happens in the course of a single day

- the transition between in game noises and stock sfx is jarring at best

- jack black has not one but three musical numbers, two of them come completely out of left field

- also, jack black's quirky "son of a biscuit"-style censorship never stops being out of left field

- dance party ending

- the mcyt cameos are not well planned at all

- enchanted golems are cool and should be added to the base game

- too many checkovs guns that go unfired (the literal nighttime, evokers, real world ingredients in crafting, diamonds and redstone kinda, many more)

- the movie refuses to decide on a main character

- the sister doesnt do anything at all

- to go even further than that, the female duo gets almost zero screen time by themselves when the male trio gets close to a half hour (likely more) on their own

- what the fuck was that exposition my friends and i were crying laughing about it

- green screen work is bad and obviosuly bad

- the only two ost tracks in the movie was an orchestral arrangement of Minecraft c418 and pigstep

- we gotta stop with the all 80s music movie osts. it worked for fnaf because fnaf is meant to be anachronistic and "talking in your sleep" gets used as a leitmotif, minecraft doesnt even attempt that

- we never hear about the end but steve has at minimum 3 elytras

- no jokes about any actual game mechanics

- the movie isnt even really about minecraft at all

- apparently charlie moistcritical said this movie could be a minecraft tutorial, hard disagree, this movie teaches nothing about how to play minecraft

- the c plot is a middle aged woman trying to get with a villager

- the villian's backstory is she lost a talent show. that's it. its also when we hear pigstep

- i hate to keep throwing the fnaf movie comparisons but it also did the dead-end town trope better. the limitations of living in bumfuck nowhere idaho are kinda sorta mentioned but in a tell-not-show way

- none of the jokes are funny for the reasons they want to be

- its an entire two hours long

- post credits scene introduces alex and nothing else

- no herobrine

- the literal children left disappointed

If you're gonna see this movie, do what my group and I did and sneak people into the theater. The film is not worth the movie ticket cost to see.

[thesupreme316]

I’ll never be over with Jungle boy turn on hook

Therefore I’m in need for something, anything with either

- the reader being at ringside/ JB side when he turn ( in shock ex:when Seth turned on the shield and the reader having the same reaction as Dean/Jon did)

- Reader’s backstage reaction plus Anna Jay next to them ( reader could be angry and Anna having to hold them back;Confused( Reader and Anna are tag partners in this one); or no reaction as they felt that this was gonna happen

- Reader joining in on turning on Hook

- Reader taking it to Twitter like how Bowers and Danhausen did(love them for that😌)

- Reader being at the announcer table with Taz and him having to hold them down

- Or (personally my favourite) reader beating the ever loving shit out of Jungle Boy either the same night or the following Wednesday

The reader can be any gender, can be a champion

Much love ❤️

SHIT I DID ALL THE ABOVE AND YALL GONNA READ IT choose your adventure bitchesssss

You Reacting to Jungle Boy Turning on Hook:

Word Count: 1.5K

Supreme Speaks: hiii, i did all the above! I left Y/N gender-neutral and entirely up to the reader's design (i hope). Thank you to @hookerforhook for requesting this ❤️. I did both a heel and face reaction. Please know that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: things that are said about Jack Perry are not true and come from a very deep (AND HURT AND INSULTED) place within me, fake twitter pic, not proofread.

Taglist: @hookerforhook @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @sheinthatfandom

If you wanna be a heel:

You were backstage with your best friend, Anna Jay (who’s a part of JAS ew)

The two of you were watching Jack’s (Anna’s boyfriend and your other best friend) match against Sanada on the monitor

You were also watching Hook; a person you didn’t have any particular way of feeling towards

Nothing against him, just particularly didn’t care for him (imagine that) or this little partnership they have

At times you would help them out, evening the odds with JAS or other teams; but still no attachment to Hook (despite the media calling you the 3 Amigos)

Over the course of weeks, you knew something was gonna happen…you could just feel it

Jack was getting nastier and more aggressive over the past month

Maybe it was Christian getting under his skin, or the comparisons to Hook, or maybe even the doubtful opinions of the fans

But one thing is for sure, something was bound to happen this week

After Jack lost to Sanada, they were walking back up the ramp when Jack tackled Hook; resulting in the entire arena booing him and gasping

“Holy shit!” Anna exclaimed, not believing what she saw. She looked over at you for a reaction, but you didn’t have one. 
Not a single emotion ran through your body.

“Y/N? Are you there?”

“Yeah, I’m here. I’m not surprised.” You said as Jack stood over Hook’s body. Then, an idea came into your head, making your eyes gleam with mischief. “But I’m gonna do something.” You started to walk away from Anna, towards the stage.

“Y/N! Be careful, and don’t be stupid!” Anna yelled as you went through the curtains.

And as if a switch went off in you, your emotionless face was replaced with a concerned one, making the crowd grow antsy yet sad. You looked at Jack with fear as you went over to “check” on Hook.

You got him up on his feet to the crowd cheering…but then the audience grew with anger as you delivered a roundhouse kick to Hook, knocking him back down again. Looking around the arena, you heard and saw all the negativity that was being thrown at you. You turned around to see Jack with a smile on his face, you two high-fived each other. Both you and Jack raised your hands in victory. As you two walked to the back, Taz was screaming at you and vowing that Hook would get his revenge.

You didn’t care.

It was just business….

nothing personal.

If you wanna be a face (this is much longer my bad):

You were in a tag team with Anna Jay (who was freed from the shackles from JAS)

The two of you held tag team championship gold (either a women’s tag team or a mixed tag team championship; whatever you choose)

On the other hand, you were really good friends with Hook and Jack Perry

Going to the point where JungleHook would team up with you and Anna to take on various teams

For Jack’s match at Forbidden Door against Sanada, Jack invited you and Anna to observe his match while Hook accompanied him

After your title defense earlier that night, you and Anna decided to take that offer

Instead of crowding the ring, you and Anna sat at the commentary table with Taz, Hook’s dad

After the match, you and Anna were gonna go up to Jack to comfort him

Until he attacked Hook, leaving everyone speechless and you with a beyond shocked look on your face (that also became a viral meme in the wrestling community)

Sidenote: like everyone and their momma referenced your picture like that one dude when Undertaker’s streak ended

Even though you were shocked and blindsided, you had to contain Taz, who was begging to punch Jack

“Nah! Nah! Lemme beat his ass! I’ll show him what’s up!” Taz said trying to get out of his seat. You took off your headphones and tried to hold him back. But as you turned around, you saw Jack gloating and making fun of Hook to the audience. Immediately, anger rose within you, making you jump out of your chair and almost over the table to get to Jack. But you were held back by Anna as Jack ran backstage.

Looking at her, something clicked in your mind, “Did you know?” You asked with betrayal and disbelief in your voice. The thought of one of your best friends would keep a secret this hurtful from you made you sick. Anna’s eyes widened as she shook her head.

“No! No! I didn’t know anything! I swear!” Anna said with her eyes pleading for you to believe her. You sighed as you and Taz walked over to Hook, who was making his way to his feet. The four of you went backstage as Hook put ice on his neck and Taz stared daggers into the floor. “Guys, I’m so sorry about that. I honestly didn’t know, and if I did I would have told you.”

You nodded your head, as you know that her words rang true. You just sighed before looking at Hook, who was fuming mad. “What do you wanna do now, Hook?

“I’m gonna kick the living shit out of him.” Hook said before turning to Anna. “I want to apologize to you in advance, cause after I’m done with him, you won’t be able to recognize your little boyfriend.”

Anna shrugged, “He has it coming. I just don’t want this to drive our friendship apart.” She looked at you for reassurance, but you were typing away on your phone. “Y/N?”

“Oh yeah, we’re good. I was tweeting something, but Anna, we’re okay.” You said putting your phone down. Immediately (just like your initial reaction) your tweet went viral as you told Hook that you have an idea. Hook turned to you, motioning for you to continue. You smirked as Taz and Anna both leaned in.

—Time Skip: Wednesday, AEW Dynamite—

Granted, seeing Jack like this was horrible (given the circumstances) but what is worst is this promo he was doing. He was dissing the audience and Hook all in one breath. To you and Anna (who was standing right beside you), it was unnatural, as if he was paid or brainwashed into doing this. Since Sunday, Anna hasn’t talked to Jack like they normally do. She’s still in love with him but is just confused and angry about the fact that she is placed in the center of the feud.

You on the other hand was mad as hell. If your face didn’t show it, your Twitter page sure did. You and Jack had a quick yet heated exchange on Twitter, with your tweets going viral just like your initial reaction.

It was safe to say as of right now it was you had 1 point and Jack also had 1 point.

“I’m still banging the hottest bitch in this place!” Jack said, making the crowd gasp and slightly cheer.

You shrugged your shoulders, quickly glancing at Anna. “I mean-he ain’t wrong.” You said making Anna giggle. “I don’t know why he had to refer to you as bitch.”

“Right! When I get to him, he’s gonna wish that Hook killed him.” Anna said through her teeth. As if it was right on cue, Hook’s theme song hit the arena and Hook quickly shuffled past you and Anna. “It’s go time,” Anna whispered.

Hook ran down the ramp and slid into the ring, right after Jack slipped out of the ring and started to run around the arena through the crowd. Hook was right on his tail, as he was a D1 athlete. They both made their way backstage where you quickly got into position. You told Anna to stay out of the plan as you didn’t want to complicate things for her.

Jack ran backstage and started to knock things down to trip Hook, he turned around to see if it worked (and to no one’s surprise, it did not). When he turned back around to start running again, he was met with your boot as you gave him a bicycle kick out of nowhere. The audience cheered very loudly for you as Jack laid across the concrete. Hook looked at you before he started to stomp his ribs. With no hesitation you joined him, hitting Jack with elbows, forearms, and eventually a steel chair.

You were separated by security briefly before Hook went around and duplexed Jack through the snack table. You delivered the final blow by performing a spinning back kick to Jack’s face before throwing him into the car he was gonna make his getaway in. You slammed the door and gave Hook a fist bomb. The crowd cheered even louder as you two walked out of the frame.

You and Hook started to trend as people really liked you teaming up against Jack. Now, one can only hope that this really doesn’t conflict with your friendship with Anna.

But until that moment comes, the score is…

You- 2

Jack- 1

[pjshermann]

do you happen to have any julia head canons?! <3

again, apologies for how horrendously late this is. But yes! I have many headcanons for Julia, and I've been gaining more as I explore her character a lot in my fics. She's such an underrated character and I absolutely adore her

Here are my Julia headcanons

- Adores art. She and JB would talk the most with each other at Thanksgivings, and she’d listen intently to him relaying the going-ons of the art world. She’s the one responsible for most of the art bought and hung in both their Cambridge house and their Truro house. 

 - Her brother is younger than her and they’re very close. She’s the one who got him into art which led him to becoming an art history professor. 

- Unable to have children. Similarly to Adele, who had no biological children, Julia considered Jude to be her child. 

- Her mother walked out on their family when she was very young. Julia barely remembers her, but it was a heartbreak in her childhood. Her father never remarried.

- Stayed in the States because of Harold. She’d gotten a job offer for a lab based in London and had been considering returning to England around the time she met him, but as their relationship developed, she decided to stay. 

- Had so many pets growing up. Birds and cats and dogs and hamsters. Her last pet was an aged Jack Russell Terrier that she’d named Agatha. Agatha passed when Julia was in Year 12. 

- Was the one who suggested what would eventually become the Truro house. She and Harold had been considering purchasing a vacation home for about a year when she was told of the house by an acquaintance in real estate. She and Harold immediately loved it. 

- She was the one who asked Harold out when they met. Harold was still tender from his divorce with Liesl and was hesitant to get into another relationship. After Harold became friends with Julia, she asked him to see an opera together and he agreed. They had such a wonderful time together that he asked her on a second date. 

- For most of her life, she’d kept her hair very short. She preferred it that way, as it was easier to manage and kept it out of her face. But when she was fifteen, she wanted to experiment with her look and so she grew it longer to her shoulders. She absolutely hated it and chopped it off in the bathroom sink. Ever since, she’s kept it short. 

- She doesn’t like most typical British foods. However, she is very fond of British sweets and pastries. In Particular, Victoria Sponge Cake is her favourite and she would have it every year on her birthday. 

- It was actually through her many pets that she would meet her childhood friend Dennys. His father was the veterinarian who cared for one of her cats. 

- Despite being very pale, she tans surprisingly well. Sunburns are very uncommon for her. 

- The Saint Jude statue that Willem bought for them got moved around a lot in the house. It eventually found its permanent spot on Julia’s dressing table. 

- Has a high tolerance for spicy foods, but doesn’t really like them. 

- Julia has a very good fashion sense. In secondary school, she was voted the most fashionable by her peers. Despite not often keeping up with fashion trends, she’s always very well-put together and fashionable. After several years of being married, Harold still finds himself speechless with awe seeing her when she’s gotten ready for an event or an outing. 

- She didn’t sleep for weeks after finding out about Jude’s cutting. She would lay awake and stare at her phone and try to will herself to call him. But she couldn’t. She was, as they all were, afraid of driving him away or saying the wrong thing. It remained her biggest regret, especially after he passed.

- Loves to cook. Julia often found her love language to be in her cooking, though she wasn’t as intense about it the way Jude was. When they were friends and in the early months of them dating each other, one of the things Julia and Harold bonded over was their love for Italian food. She tried to teach him how to cook once and it took hours (and many open windows) until the burning smell left the house. When they adopted Jude, Julia often cared for him through cooking. She always stayed with him in the kitchen whenever he cooked. She always tried, in subtle ways, to feed him more when he visited. 

- Actually really enjoys Willem’s movies. While a lot of them love Willem’s movies mostly for the fact that Willem is starring in them, rather than the movie itself, she actually greatly enjoys the movies and often rewatches them. She was ecstatic when Willem asked her to be his date to the award show. 

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

no one finds it weird or upsetting that bton acc isn’t following Victor for how many months now or Katie Michelle or Isabella at least for them it’s been only a day but victor who’s in the show they arent! and you expect me to believe the bridgerton fandom cares about bipoc that arent the ones they like or stan or use as selfinsert because where is the outrage y’all have for every little thing calling it colorism or racism but when Victor who’s DSBM is still treated like this after months y’all stay quiet plz fcvk off with that fake performative outrage😒and that’s why I couldn’t care less what they got and what they didn’t get if all bipoc actors didnt get the same treatment simple as that! it’s all or nothin

If they prettiest people and the best characters weren’t getting anything not even an announcement for Masali and Victor who are in the show and victor character is married to bridgerton and y’all weren’t saying jack sh*t about it why because what John is not your self insert character 😂 but are now claiming colorism when you didn’t say anything about the treatment of Masali or Victor or even Charithra then trust Johnny not Simone don’t deserve shit simple as that it’s everyone should get the same treatment or none should get it especially when it comes to bipoc and y’all gonna claim racism an now colorism because you can’t use your little racism narrative anymore because yerin is getting treated well

they really think SA/JB deserve better bc what y’all use them for ur own fantasies delulu bs and self insert sh*t yeah NOPE not on my fcvking watch not to my babies!

[the-torchwood-archive]

Post COE Jack

I think that any story featuring Jack coming back to Torchwood post COE Day Five ruins Jack and the impact of Day Five. It cheapens both the things that he did and what he went through.

I've watched Miracle Day and frankly didn't care for it. I love The Story Continues. I struggle to see the man at the end of Day Five and the man in those stories and have them be the same man.

Obviously he was their big name and were never going to do it without him, but I wish they'd had the guts to keep him gone.

My opinions on JB aside, I'm happy that Jack won't be in future Torchwood stories anymore because having him flee from his pain and his shame is the smartest character choice they had made in fifteen years.

Have I just rewatched COE and am currently having a little cry? Well yes of course. What Jack did was awful and it's awful that he had to do it and having him come back to play hero ruins it.

[tonysaintborgi]

its past midnight where i live so im too tired to articulate this well but i feel like youre the only person i know that i can explain how my feelings on jack black throughout the years went from "oh hey i like this guy" -> "eh i dont keep on top of his work but hes cool" -> "oh hes made some weird choices dont like that. at least hes still a good actor" -> "hey wait a second why is every movie hes been in recently been the same half-baked 2-hour advertisement bullshit (eg mario movie)" -> learning he broke up with his bandmate after trump got shot because bandmate made tweet saying next time dont miss like weird hill to die on jb everyones doing that this week -> "oh hes in the minecraft movie" re-noticing all hes done lately is the kind of movie thats intentionally bad because who cares people will watch it anyway. Like i started falling off pretty hard when everyone was like "mario movie looks awful but at least jb is bowser" even though i tried to have fun with it but does he even do anything better than that anymore? hes gonna be in the minecraft movie. people think its good because he made a song about it or whatever its so over im going to bed now i love you GOOD NIGHT 🌙

oh my god yeah like a decade ago Jack Black was lowkey legendary and now he's not only fuckin lame as shit he's washed up. more washed up than like joey fatone. and that fucker is washed up. love you too darlin good night may the morning sun bring many new things to correctly be a hater about

[omgficrecsplease]

fell far from the tree

Author: biblionerd07

Pairing: Bitty/Jack

Rating: T

Setting: Canon

Word Count: 8,053

Summary:

Sometimes acceptance is a process, one that takes work. Bitty wishes he didn’t have to understand that.

Comments: Oh man, this fic. It’s angsty in all the right ways to make you hurt for Bitty as he comes out to his parents, but there’s still a layer of hope through out the fic (and thankfully a happy ending). It also has supportive!Jack which was fantastic, and honestly, the entire fic left me in a puddle of emotions.

[iwtv1976]

Newsies is funny because half of it is fantastic and half of it is total skips

[fallinforerling]

win her back | mini series - jb

A/N: we love situationship!jude, even if he’s a piece of shit.

ೃ⁀➷ jude’s taglist

ೃ⁀➷ jude’s masterlist

ೃ⁀➷ masterlist

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Once, which felt like an eternity for you, something existed between Jude Bellingham and you. It wasn’t anything serious perse, but you discovered that way too late. At the time, you thought what you two had could be called a relationship. Not like it mattered anymore. What happened at the time was far behind you.

Or so you thought.

“Hello, love.” There he was, with that beautiful smile of his, tall as ever and with such charm that you almost forgot how much you despised his presence.

Before you dared to even answer his greeting, your eyes went directly to the only person that could have known. Marcus was not looking at you, and it was painfully obvious that it was on purpose. He knew and he still took you with him to the party.

“Hi.” You said, finally retrieving your murderous look from Marcus’s face, who was “talking” to Jack.

You had to get away from him. It was going to be a bit difficult since it was a small party with only friends in common, but you weren’t backing off.

You had to do it. It was pathetic to admit such a thing, but you were sure that if you spent more than ten minutes around him you’ll fall once again for his ways of flirting and making you feel like you mattered to him. And you absolutely didn’t want that.

“You sure look stunning tonight.” He seemed to not care about how hard you were ignoring his figure next to you, due to the way he was moving around to position himself in front of you. “I missed you.”

Oh, really?

“Aha.” You hold a laugh that wants to escape. “Don’t you have anyone else to annoy here?”

He seemed shocked by your harsh tone, but his smile never wandered from his lips.

“No, actually I don’t. And even if I did, I will always choose to annoy you.” He inclined his body slightly towards you, allowing you to catch the smell of his cologne. Your favorite cologne. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’d ever had the honor to annoy in my whole life.”

Far from smiling, you stared with a very blank expression at him. You arched an eyebrow when your lack of interest didn’t seem to affect his happiness.

“Well, go to annoy me in the kitchen while you make me something to drink. If I have to endure your presence next to me all night, I might as well do it drunk.” You turned around, not giving him time to reply before you walked directly towards Marcus, who believed that he was safe from you.

“You bastard.” You half-screamed once you were close enough. His smile froze in place, and you were about to laugh if it wasn’t for the fact that he betrayed you. “You knew. You knew he was coming and you still took me here.”

Jack, who was still next to Marcus, tried to blend with the wall, and you instantly figured out that he knew as well.

“Don’t ever speak to me again, you traitors.” Just as you did with Jude, you turned away, not wanting a response from them.

With friends like those, what was the need for enemies?

After a few minutes of walking around the house, you found a quiet room with a few sofas and a TV. From the looks of it, it seemed to be a playroom. You were tempted to turn one of the many consoles and distract your mind, but that would give you away. And that wasn’t what you wanted, since you were hiding from someone.

“I can’t believe they just took me here knowing he was coming as well.” You murmured to yourself, crossing your arms. You felt ridiculous in your dress, which you chose especially because you looked beautiful and you thought you were finally meeting someone new. “Well, that’s not gonna be possible anymore.”

You wanted to laugh. At the situation and at yourself. You couldn’t believe that after all he made you go through your heart still went crazy at his sight. What was wrong with you? He was an asshole.

“Knock-knock. Drink delivery for the vision in red.” Jude’s voice startled you. You were about to ask how he found you, but it was useless.

Instead, you extended your arm, not making any attempt to get up from the sofa. He, far from being annoyed by your attitude, smiled like you were giving him the biggest honor in the world, and walked towards you until the cup was in your hand. His fingertips touched yours, leaving your skin tingling.

“Well… Thank you, Jude.” You couldn’t hide the surprise in your tone. This couldn’t possibly be the same Jude Bellingham from a few months ago.

That same Jude would get tired of you “being bratty” and would move on.

“Anything for my favorite lady.” He said, giving you the standard Jude smile, which was hard to resist since it was one of the most breathtaking smiles you’d ever seen in your life.

“One of many.” You jokingly said, relaxing your stiff shoulders and giving him a smile despite your better instincts. “Aren’t I?” You asked in a playful tone, like it didn’t hurt to think about Jude being with other women besides yourself.

“Not since a long time ago.” He said it in such a sincere way that you couldn’t help but to look directly at his eyes, that didn’t back away from yours.

“Oh, really?” You were still reluctant to believe that such a player like him will be seriously telling you that. “How long?”

“Ever since I laid my eyes on that pretty smile of yours, darling.” He simply said while taking a seat next to you. “It’s hard to think about anyone else when you’re always present in my mind.”

You didn’t want to let him know that those words alone almost made you suck in a breath. Instead, you took a long sip of the cocktail he gave you. It was perfect, like he remembered the specific details about how you liked your drinks. But that was impossible after months of not seeing each other.

“Don’t be mad at Marcus or Jack. I bribed them into bringing you here.” This time, you didn’t hide the expression that rose into the surface of your face. “I knew you didn’t want to see my face, but I needed to see yours.” You were growing more confused by the minute. What was he talking about? “I know I fucked up that night.”

The mention of the night in particular made you a bit uncomfortable. At the time, you weren’t as careful with your emotions as now. That night, you said all the things you felt for him. And he acted like he didn’t care at all.

“I’m sorry for what I did to you. I don’t even know why I holded back. I should’ve told you what I felt for you that exact minute, but I acted like a coward.” He paused for a few seconds, taking a long sip of own drink until he almost finished it. “But now I’m here, and I won’t let my brain fuck this opportunity up.”

“What the hell are you even talking about?” Was all you managed to say.

Your heart was beating really fast.

“Give me another chance, please.” He looked at you with eyes that you’d never seen before on him. They were sparkling, like they were a portal to his mind. To his feelings. “I know I probably deserve to be smacked on the face so hard I lose a tooth, but I can’t pretend I don’t care about you… About us.” He reached for your hands, and when you didn’t back off from his touch, his smile grew a bit. “Just one chance, and I’ll prove to you that it’s going to be worth it.”

“Jude…” You couldn’t recognize your own voice. What were you feeling right now?

“Do you want me to beg? I can do that.” He started to kneel in front of you, and that’s what it took to make you react.

“Oh my god, stop this nonsense! Don’t kneel!” You were bright red from embarrassment, even though no one else was watching the scene. “Get up!” You took him by the shoulders, but he didn’t bulge, he just kept giving you that infuriating smile that you love-hated! so much.

“Go out on a proper date with me and I’ll get up.”

He was totally taking advantage of how powerful your hatred for dramatic scenes was.

“Date?” You were almost confused.

“Date or I’ll stay here until someone else finds us.” He looked comfortable enough at your feet. It was awful. “I don’t have any problem with staying right where I am.”

“For fucks sake! Okay!” You covered your face with your hands, not believing how stupid you both may look from a third-person perspective. “I’ll go on a stupid date with you, but get up before I get a heart attack.”

“Thank you, baby.” You felt him rise from the ground, his warmth covering your arms and hands. Before you could take a step back, he kissed your temple. “You won’t regret it.”

Oh, but you will. And you weren’t sure if that was a bad thing. What did you agreed to?

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love confession prompt: “ i know you're busy, but it's important." for either pero, whiskey, or max phillips

Hi my spooky bby- I could honestly go for any of these boys but I'm in the mood for a little whiskey....

Whiskey x f!reader - a little language, nothing else

Living in the country was supposed to be peaceful. Just you, your dogs, your goats, and the fresh air.

It's anything but peaceful right now. You feel like the world is shattering around you.

Jack is sitting in the leather chair in your living room, hunched forward with his elbows resting on his thighs, his posture a far departure from how he usually lounges like a lazy cat. 

You're across from him, hugging your arms to your chest and trying to keep your face from betraying your emotions as he tells you about the job that's taking him away.

Away from his ranch next to yours. Away from you.

Fuck, how did your neighbor come to mean so much to you? It started with a lost goat (Fitz was an escape artist) and you repaying Jack with dinner on the porch after he brought Fitz back and mended the fence. Then he was coming over to chat every few nights. Then he would ask for some help at his place, for which he obviously had to repay you.

You would look for reasons to spend time in his company at every turn, bringing over leftovers or sharing bottles of wine together after a hard day. You fell so quickly for him. He worked his way into your life and you never saw it coming.

"I promise, it'll just be a few days. I've got Richie and JB lookin' after my place and they promised me they would stop in every day and look after you, too. I made 'em swear it to me," Jack says sweetly. You nod, and ask the question that's been settling deep in your belly since he told you he was leaving for work.

"You said your old job was...dangerous. Is this gonna be dangerous, Jack?" you ask, voice weighted heavily with concern.

He gives you a sad smile. “They’re just callin’ me back for one more job, something they need a specialist for. I should be in and out in under a week.” 

You nod in understanding but anxiety bubbles over in your stomach and you realize you can’t sit still for another second or you might crawl out of your skin. “Well, let me send you off with some things,” you say as you jump up and speed into the kitchen. “Do you need food? I’m sure you do. Do they feed you on the way? Do you take a plane? Of course they would feed you on a plane. If it’s a normal plane. I don’t even know where you’re going.” 

Jack follows you into the kitchen, standing in the middle of the small, tiled room as he watches you zoom back and forth and ramble on. “Hey, it’ll be alright. Can you just…hey-” he says as he tries to get your attention without luck. 

You feel like your anxiety might explode out of you and your head is spinning. “Oh, do you need me to check on your chickens? The boys don’t know how to keep from freaking out Miss Featherington when they go to collect the eggs. She’ll peck their hands clean off. I can do that, I’ll go in the mornings.” You’re still crisscrossing around the kitchen, moving food around but not actually accomplishing anything. 

Jack puts his hand on his hip. “Sugar, I need to tell you-” 

“Shoot, where’s that leftover meatloaf I made you the other night? I thought I froze some for you. I can thaw it and make you some sandwiches,” you say without actually hearing him calling your name repeatedly, trying to get your attention. 

Finally, Jack’s frustration boils over. “I know you’re busy trying to take care of me, but it’s important,” he says, grabbing you gently by the shoulders to stop your frantic movement. “I need to tell you something.” 

You look into his eyes, his soulful brown eyes, and the tears finally well up as you think about saying goodbye to him. “I’m sorry,” you say softly. 

“Oh my little honeybee, don’t apologize. I don’t want to leave ya, but I need to tell you something before I do. I hope I’m not being too forward, but I’ve got it something terrible for you,” he tells you, his eyes shining with emotion. “I love you.”

You stare at him, horrified. “Oh my god, you are doing something dangerous!” you exclaim, grabbing his hands where they rest on your shoulders. “Is that why you’re saying this?” 

He pulls you close and your arms automatically wrap around him. You bury your face in his soft shirt and feel calm for the first time in minutes when he hugs you tight. “I should have said it a long time ago. I’ve been feelin’ it for so long, but I didn’t have the guts to say. It was awfully cowardly of me. Remember that night on your porch when the wind was howlin’ and you were sat up right next to me?” 

You nod against him. “I loved that night. I told you things I’ve never told anyone.”

“Me too, sugar. I wanted to kiss you so bad and I chickened out because I didn’t want to ruin things,” he explains. 

“You wouldn’t have ruined a thing, Jack,” you promise, looking up at him. “I would have let you kiss me.” 

He chuckles, brushing your hair away from your face. “Well, this is what I get for being afraid. A rushed love confession as I’m about to leave for a stretch.” 

“Are you leaving right now?” you inquire, unable to imagine him not in your arms in this moment. 

“I’ve got a few minutes, my sweet girl.” 

“Kiss me before you go? And come home to me safe, so we can do this right?” you plead. 

“Whatever you say, honeybee,” he says, slotting his lips to yours and kissing you like you’ve always wanted him to. 

~~

Because this is for Eri and she only deserves happy endings, Jack comes back and they live happily together with all their animals.

[georgiapeach30513]

Keys In Your Ignition, Part 6

Summary: everything blows up

Pairings: Bucky X Reader, Steve X Bucky

Rating: 🥺😢😭

Warnings:  language, mentions of a miscarriage, grieving family, depictions of depression, fighting, 18+ ONLY 

Word Count: 2.8K

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Bucky adjusts his body on that flimsy mattress to where he can stare at your sleeping self. So much was said between the two of you, and he still didn’t feel any closer to you. He knew that you had momentarily checked out, and the death of Joseph, and the departure of Steve only acerbated that further.

In this moment, you looked peaceful. He can’t remember the last time that you had fallen asleep in his arms, but you still fit in them perfectly. He doesn’t want to, not considering the circumstances, he’s gotta come clean to Steve. He was unaware that your secret relationship had hurt you so much. It wasn’t just the secret baby, but the whole existence of you and him.

Bucky doesn’t want to wake you up, but judging by the constant tones on your phone, a lot of people were looking for you. None of the tones were from Steve. Bucky doesn’t want to blame Steve, but he could have put in a bit more care when it came to you. And that’s why he had to tell him.

He gives your body a little shake, but you just cuddle in closer to him. Smelling the perfect blend of leather, smoke, oil, and mint. “Doll, there’s a lot that needs to be done.”

“I’m staying here until I die.”

“Doll, you know there’s a lot to be done.”

“Nope. I’m staying here with you until we die. I don’t want to face the world. And would you please, throw my phone outside.”

Bucky rolls over your body, staring down at you with a smile, hoping for you to respond, but you try to lean up and kiss him, “Fuck me.”

“That’s not what you need.”

“JB, please, just fuck me. Or let me fuck you. It’ll feel so good.”

Bucky ponders the thought only for a split second, but he knows better. He’s figured out your game, “You can’t run from hard situations by spreading your legs.”

“The only thing hard I want is your cock.”

“I’m not doing this,” you give him an incredulous look, and snort. “You know that I love you, and I’m not fucking you the day after your dad died, and then you run back to Ari later. Sex won’t make you forget.”

“It does while you’re pounding into to me,” he leans over pressing his lips gently to yours. Kissing down your jaw, and to your neck. “JB, please.”

“No.”

“Then what are you doing?”

“Reminding you that you’re too precious to just fuck. You need someone who will worship every inch of you.”

“Okay, that’s enough,” you start to push him off of you, leaving him with more questions than answers. He looks at you as you scratch your head. “We should go,” he rolls his eyes at you, but jumps up, offering a hand.

“I’ll take you to your old man’s house. We’ll be by later. There’s gotta be a vote, and uh, Steve’s got a lot of decisions to make,” you don’t care. Stuffing your phone in your pocket once you saw all the texts and missed calls were from Ari and Curtis. Never Steve. “You’ve only got each other now, Doll.”

“Tell him that.”

Bucky paces around the clubhouse. It had remained empty, no one outside of the club and direct family would be allowed here for the next week. But in this moment, he’s nervous. He had told Steve that he needed to talk to him. Begged him to leave his new girl’s side for just a moment before the funeral, and before the ride over there.

And now he waits. His location in the clubhouse constantly changing. From sitting, to standing, to walking around, to throwing darts, until he hears Steve approaching. His fingers tap on the bar in anticipation, and when Steve’s red rimmed eyes walk through the door, he almost regrets his timing.

“What?” Steve demands immediately. Walking behind the bar to grab a bottle of beer. “Too bad Doll isn’t here. I could use something stronger.”

Reaching behind the counter Bucky slams a Jack Daniels bottle in front of Steve and glares, “What the fuck was that about?”

“She’s not just a fucking barmaid.”

“My god, here we go. I’m not in the mood Bucky. You’ve always let her get away with everything. You think I don’t see you staring at her? Put her up on a pedestal, refuse to bring any bike bunnies where she’s going to be. Get a clue, she’s never going to fall for someone like you. Get over it.”

“Man,” Bucky grits his teeth. Reaching into his back pocket, he holds onto his wallet, “I get your dad just died, but you’re an ass.”

“It’s true. You’re over here talking about she’s not just a fucking barmaid. She’s a biker girl. That’s all she’s ever going to be. She was poisoned by this place.”

“I love her!”

“No, you’re obsessed.”

“I love her,” Bucky’s voice softens and he takes a deep breath, “And she loved me.”

“What?”

“You remember a few summers ago when you guys could never find her? She was always missing her shifts, and got a bit mouthier, and then she changed?” Steve nods, unsure of where this conversation is going. Turning his bottle up he starts chugging the brew.

“She asked, well, she wanted…I taught her…uh, I took her virginity,” Steve drops the empty bottle on the counter, and takes a seat at a stool. Leaning back as he stares blankly at his best friend.

“It wasn’t supposed to be anything, but I wasn’t using her. Everything we did she asked me for it.”

“Where?”

“We built this little shack a bit past hangman’s bridge. It wasn’t supposed to be anything but sex, but we fell,” Steve sniffles, and stands up to grab another beer. Still downing it in one swallow before he’s back to sitting down.

“I love her. And she loves, loved? Uh, no, she still loves me. I got her, um, you see,” his hand scratches the back of his head nervously, and he looks at the time, enough time for Steve to murder him before anyone else got there.

“I got her pregnant.”

“You’re lying,” opening up his wallet, he pulls out the first ultrasound, and slides it over to Steve. Your name is the only thing Steve can focus on. Pulling out another picture, it was the day you and him had found out the spark plug was going to be Luna.

Bucky gives the picture a long look before showing Steve, “Where did you get these?”

“The doctor’s office. I went to every appointment.”

“There’s no baby.”

“I know,” Bucky reaches for the picture, but Steve brings them to his chest. “She…we lost her.”

“Her?” he asks starting to get misty eyed. “What do you mean her?”

“Our Luna. Doll’s never recovered from that. Your dad and you sent out a search party for her. We were in our shack. I just held her through the night and on through the next day. She’s never been the same. Barely talks to me. Just runs away or…”

“Because you fucked her and knocked her up! She had just graduated high school! Tell me this is a lie. Bucky, you tell me you’re not the reason she started all this shit. It’s all your fault.”

“Now, I have tried.”

“And you pick the day we’re burying my father to tell me you were using her.”

“I love her. I never used her. I wanted that baby. Give me my pictures back, Steven,” Steve shakes his head no, unable to remove the photos from his chest. “Give me my fucking pictures back. That’s all I have left of her.”

“Are you dating her now?”

“No, she’s fucking Ari,” Steve lurches forward, but Bucky is just as quick and jumps back. “I shouldn’t have told you that.”

“Take it back!”

“Give me the fucking pictures, now. I won’t ask nicely again.”

“She’s not sleeping with Ari. She’s not,” Steve takes a moment to think of how Ari always made himself available to stay behind when you were working the bar. How he would make a few snide comments about anyone that said anything about you. And how everyone had always looked at Ari strangely if he mentioned you.

“You’re lying, Buck.”

“Believe what you want to believe, just give me the fucking pictures, man! That’s…it’s all I have.”

“You did this. You took from her and…”

“You better shut your goddamn mouth,” Bucky stands a bit taller, walking to Steve, not even caring about starting a fight. He reaches for the photos, and carefully holds them in his hand. “You and your father did this. She wants your attention. Sought me out to get yours, and sought him out to get Joseph’s. Don’t you dare put the blame on me. I love her.”

Steve lets out a scream, charging towards Bucky. Knocking him to the floor before the two start punching the other. Grunting and screaming different names at the other. Both dodging blows, and Steve continuing to scream that Bucky was lying.

It isn’t until Sam and Curtis arrive with the other members to pull them apart. While Steve glares at Bucky, his eyes scan the floor for the ultrasound pictures. “Where are they? Steve, what did you do? I need those!”

Curtis moves his foot, and feels a crunch, bending over he sees the second photo. Bucky sighs, until Curtis inspects the name, “Ari?”

“What?” The older man turns to look at Curtis.

“What did you do?” his thumb traces over your name, but then he looks at Bucky. He was the one that had been looking for them.

“Let me see that,” Ari pulls it out of his hand, and starts shaking his head no. “This a prank? My shit’s fixed. I don’t need another kid,” holding it up he starts to rip it until Bucky screams out a no, “I fucking knew it you little bastard! You been sleeping with my girl?”

“Here we go,” Sam moans, taking a seat next to a panting Steve.

“Look at the fucking date, she was my girl first,” Ari’s eyes flick down to the date on the photo, and lets out an almost evil laugh. “Give me that,” Bucky grabs the photo, looking around for the first one.

“We’re just going to ignore what’s going on right? We’re about to head to a funeral, and nobody wants to talk about Ari and Bucky fucking the president’s daughter?” Sam looks between the two men, and almost feels sorry for Bucky. Bending over he finds the other photo, clinging to them before he puts them back in his wallet. “I knew about you,” he tells Ari, “But you? Your best friend’s baby sister?”

“It wasn’t like that.”

“You son of a bitch,” Ari screams out at Bucky. “I knew she…”

“My god, shut up. You don’t own her. If you think you do, where was she last night, daddy?” Clint’s eyes open up wide, and he moves to stand in front of Bucky, his hand presses against his chest as he holds him steady. Able to feel his anger pulsing through his blood. “You don’t even know what she needs! Just trying to use her as your fucking sex doll.”

“No the fuck I’m not! I’m trying to move her in my fucking house, but I gotta make sure assholes like you aren’t trying to get with my girl. That’s what I want, to give her a home and take her out of this skank ridden clubhouse.”

“And who’s skanks are they Ari?”

“You little bitch. I haven’t fucking touched another woman since her.”

“Both of you shut up,” Steve’s voice flat, looking at the floor, and still refusing to believe that you were involved with Bucky, or worse Ari. “Today is our president’s funeral. My sister is already at the funeral home. And you two are arguing about who fucks her better. You both suck. You kept something from your club, and your best friends. You’re no man that deserves her. You both used her for sex. That’s the only thing that makes sense. I’m tired of talking about this. Let’s go. I won’t hear another word of it.”

He shoots a glaring look at Bucky, and then another at Ari, thinking to himself how his decision is going to affect you. But he can’t stay. The club was toxic for both him and you, but you were an adult and had to come to that conclusion yourself.

Everyone in the club waits for him to make the first move. He looks around the clubhouse again, trying to tell himself why he’s doing what has to be done when it comes time for the vote. He knew Bucky was dedicated to the life, he should be up for the vote, not him. Not anymore.

With a nod of his head, he walks out to the yard. Getting on his bike solemn as the Brooklyn charter of the Bastards lead the procession. The other charters following suit all the way to the funeral home.

You wait nervously at the door, you could have rode with them, had you so chosen to, but you had a breakdown, and didn’t know how to react around the others at the moment. Now you were numb. The long line of bikes heard long before they were even seen.

Spotting Steve in the front, he marches up the steps, stopping at you, and leans over, “You and I have a long chat ahead of us, Doll,” with a tiny wave to your friend, he grabs her hand to walk inside.

With a gulp, you begin to follow, but are stopped by a hand brushing against yours. Bucky gets in front of you, leading you inside, but Ari steps in behind, “You’ve got a lot of explaining to do, Doll,” you give him an odd look, because he refuses to call you by your family’s pet name. But he wraps his hand in yours to follow behind you.

Feeling trapped by either your own personal hell or caged in by the two men that confused you more than anything, you try to hold your head high. Ignoring Ari’s grip on your hand, and Bucky’s hand resting on your thigh.

Tears that you aren’t sure are because of the current predicament or because too many things were left unsaid between you and Joseph. Overcome with grief for everything, and now seemed the perfect opportunity to let it out, free of judgement.

Walking out with your mini entourage, you realize you hadn’t thought much about getting to the gravesite, until Ari pulls you to his bike, “It’s time. You get on the back of my bike.”

“I…” you look over at Steve, and for once he pays attention to you. Realizing what’s going on he walks over.

“You can ride with Curtis,” you brother says calmly. His eyes looking at you differently, and you don’t know how, but he knows.

“Don’t sit there and play fucking games with me, Rogers. She’s getting on my bike, now.”

You feel your cheeks heat up, chest going tight as you try to work out what to do. Bucky already sitting on his bike, and he flicks his head over towards you.

“You know if you get on the back of the bike, it’s going to confirm what everyone, but me and dad knew,” he whispers only to you. “You don’t have to do this. Not now.”

Your eyes close slowly, before you step closer to Ari. “I hope you know what you’re doing,” Steve mumbles, heading to his own bike.

Ari gives you a gentle kiss to your cheek, before helping you behind him. You know the club and other charters are whispering. Talking about how Joseph’s daughter had clearly been sleeping with her dad’s VP and best friend. “Ari, you lead,” Steve grunts out starting his motor.

“He’s your father, boy.”

“And you’re acting as president. You lead,” he looks over to Bucky who looks like a beaten dog. Sadness coupled with pure rage run through his veins. He wants a chance to fight Ari. Wants to throw him to the ground. Wants him to disappear. But he won’t. And at this rate, he’s stuck with him openly parading you around. Having to deal with Ari on a club level, too, seeing how he’s the acting president. Bucky doesn’t even know what to do. All he knows is you’re making a statement being with him.

You’re making a statement by allowing Ari to you hold you, and even letting him press kisses all over you. You were making a statement to ignore Bucky. You always did until you were alone, and then it was him you turned to for comfort. He wants to be patient, and wants to be understanding, but he knows no good can come of you and Ari being together. He’d rather see you with anyone, but him. You always did have the ability to piss him off.

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Simone's LA Times podcast left me so ambivalent...She was delightful per usual and I'm glad she has some TBA projects so I can support her work elsewhere. But I think I'm finally over the show....

TVWLM is the only Bridgerton book I like, so I was happy to peace out from the fandom after S2. But S2 left me so dissatisfied and Simone and JB have made it seem like they'll have a decent story in S3, so I was gonna stick around. But Simone's reveal that they had written a backstory and flashbacks for Kate—but ultimately scraped it—has just left such a sour taste (compounded by everything else) and IDK that I can't reconcile it anymore. Like do I still want to follow this show?

They've got no problem giving all the white women characters their due (Eloise, Daphne, Penelope, Violet), but Kate, her family, and Lady Danbury have been horrendously written. There's no reason to be optimistic they'll try to course correct next season. Obviously Simone & JB have some idea of what their storyline is (seems she's been permitted to hint about a baby), and it sounds promising when they sell it, but I doubt it'll actually be that substantive/thoughtful...They didn't care to do right by Kate & Kanthony their own season, and now they've got a new central romance plus a million subplots to contend with S3.

Just feeling very disillusioned about a show I once really enjoyed despite its many issues.

I LOVED the LA Times interview, the questions were really good, and they actually asked about stuff other than representation. I also feel like Simone felt comfortable, especially seeing as she offered to tattoo the interviewer lol. I’m so excited to hear about what she has coming up, and I hope there’s an announcement soon because news about Bridgerton is just depressing as shit.

Anon, I am so tired of the shit that we continue to find out after the release of season two. Like it’s no secret that I have my issues with how shit the writing was for season two, but this latest thing is just...yeah. Part of me wonders if the way Simone (and Jonny) continue to bring stuff up is their way of trying to get it included next season? Like trying to force the show’s hand? (Also, I did start answering this ask yesterday but got annoyingly angry and depressed while answering so I had to leave it lol, sorry)

I am so fucking annoyed. And you’re absolutely right, it does leave such a bad taste in the mouth.

And you know what I find quite insidious about the whole thing? Is that they had these flashbacks included in the sides that Simone auditioned with, giving the impression of a somewhat thorough exploration of Kate's background and cause of her trauma and grief, as well as making it seem that Kate's background (including being Indian) and life in India was going to be given consideration, only for them to scrap the scenes entirely once Simone was cast. I honestly find it somewhat disgusting, and to be honest, it makes me feel sick. It’s like they enticed her with those scenes, and the promise of that kind of thoughtful focus, only to get rid of them once she was cast. Those scenes were bait.

And look, I know just because these sides and scenes were used for audtion purposes, doesn’t mean they were always going to be included in the show, but that makes it even worse? I didn't necessarily want flashbacks of Kate's time in India because I didn't trust the show to handle such scenes sensitively enough, but the fact that these scenes were written in the first place and then scrapped, ENRAGES me. It makes me feel violent. They wrote and included this stuff because they knew it was important for Kate's character, to understand her as a character and her motivations, and I don’t understand why it wasn’t included. So we could watch Jack and Portia have the same conversation over and over again? So we could watch any of the other sideplots go nowhere for far too long? WHY DID THEY TREAT KATE’S GRIEF AND TRAUMA AS THOUGH IT WAS MEANINGLESS AND THAT IT DIDN’T MATTER???

The WOC on this show are so poorly served, and I fucking hate it. I think maybe they’re saving Lady Danbury’s backstory for the Queen Charlotte spinoff, but, that’s still shit because not everyone who watches Bridgerton is going to watch the spinoff. Plus, if they keep the main elements from RMB, then Lady Danbury is involved in Polin’s story as well? And it’s gross, because her sole purpose in life is not to be the Bridgertons’ romantic fairy godmother?? Like fuck off with this shit. It’s offensive. I really thought they would expand on Kate and Lady Danbury’s relationship, and have Lady Danbury confide in Kate about her life and why she gave Kate the advice she did after the non-wedding...but they didn’t. And then you have how they treated Kate in HER SEASON. It honestly felt like she was a side character in her own season at times and I just...FUCK.

Like, my expectations for season three regarding Kanthony were already rock bottom, and with everything new that comes out, my expectations just get lower. It’s depressing, and I just...it gets more and more obvious that this show doesn’t actually care about ‘diversity’; for them it doesn’t actually have to be substantive, it’s just icing that they can sprinkle on the top and then ask for the plaudits for their superficial diversity. And it pisses me off that their superficiality gets hardly any traction or criticism.

[granolapranala]

Rising from the dead to make a post that no one but me will care about: assigning the droplets boys metalocalypse characters.

(The numbers didn't add up since there are 7 jerks and 5 dethklok guys so I left out JB and then I couldn't find someone that Nate fit. He'd be Charles if Lynn was out of the picture for sure tho)

Pran- Nathan

I swear I am not only going on designs, but that's definitely part of it (pretty big men ♡). Both are strong silent types with a lot of hate. Their general demeanor and outlook is similar. Plus, both canonically didn't speak (at least for a while) as kids (and the one scene of child Nathan reminds me of all the descriptions of child Pran). Both are some of the least academic/booksmart of the cast, also. Not everything fits (Nathan has a leadership role, passion, and a good relationship with his family, all unlike Pran), but they have enough strong basic similarities that I had to compare them.

Shiloh- Toki

Both are completely all over the map characters: are they sweethearts? Are they true genuine assholes? Are they somewhere in between? What is wrong with them? Are they okay? Both are very cute and childlike in presentation with a lot of unsavory traits underneath. Plus, both of of tend to be followers, going along with other people's random plans. Toki has more of a set characterization than Shiloh (who's kind of an enigma), but if anyone in the droplets cast fits Toki, it's Shiloh.

Everett- Pickles

I also debated Nate as Pickles but Everett works a lot better. Both are tiny guys filled with rage. Just anger and bitchiness in a tiny body. Pickles has had the most physical fights out of any character in his show, and the blood droplets kill levels confirm that Everett is the most violent of the jerks. Also, if Everett wasn't on constant watch by Nate, I think he'd absolutely be a party boy and drink a lot. The main difference in character is that Pickles has family issues galore and Everett is a momma's boy. Plus, Pickles is rarely an instigator and tends to just react to things, while Everett starts problems seemingly for fun. The comparisons are getting looser.

Bae- Skwisgaar

(I think JB also would've made a good Skwisgaar but I left her out of this) It's all about the confidence and self obsession. Both think that they are so fucking cool and want to lounge around and relax. They also both seem weak as hell (Bae is, and Skwisgaar seems to be, if his build and demeanor is anything to go on). Both have the utmost confidence in their own abilities and like to piss off their rival (either Nate or Toki) with that. The main difference between them is that Skwisgaar seemingly does a lot of work to be the best, he's constantly practicing guitar and he writes/works on the albums, whereas Bae kind of does jack shit and still thinks he's all that. Also, Bae's sex-adverse asexuality versus Skwisgaar's eternal ho phase lol

Jeremy- Murderface

I'M SORRY. This one is weird. I guess the main thing tying these two characters together is low self esteem. Most of dethklok and most of the xod cast don't really hate themselves- these two do. They also both have body issues, tied into that self hatred, that come up somewhat regularly. Both make everyone around them miserable, partially on purpose and partially because they are just Like That. The way they do it is different (Jeremy is a downer and Murderface just pisses people off), but it's the same general effect. There are a lot of differences, mainly that Jeremy is a germophobe and Murderface is nasty, but I had to assign someone Murderface and I wasn't losing the Pran-Nathan comparison so whatever ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Lynn- Charles

Just in role more than anything. Guy in charge of a group of assholes, who really does care about those assholes and puts up with all the insults and difficulty they throw at him. (Also hot. They are hot.)

Petition to put dethklok into an xobd-style dark comedy yandere dating sim/cyoa and to put the jerk squad in an adult swim cartoon with several legitimate music albums please and thank you

[twinantithesis]

I give you...

Jackie Ó Brennan (Jackieboy Man)!

Here’s some facts about him to introduce him!

Jackie is 30 years old, 5′7, and pansexual!

Jackie is big into emo and scene revival, and loves all the emo bands from the early 2000s. His favourite is A Day to Remember and he’s so sad he didn’t get to be there during the good ole days.

In my AU, Jackie was Jack’s first and accidental Creation, and therefore has no backstory. He was born ‘25′ and mentally a teenager. Jack was fond of him always, but their relationship was alway tainted with grimaces and by Jack’s sense of failure he pawned off into Jackie. “Jackieboy Man” and variations like “JB man,” “Jabe” “B-boy,” etc are all Jack’s affectionate nicknames for his first Creation.

Jackie has a severe fear of failure and not always being the best of the best. His immense pressure on himself and expectations from Jack to be perfect from the first day of his life led to his development of NPD and delusions of grandeur about being a superhero. Jackie has intense intrusive thoughts related to his NPD, and it leads him to act even more perfect and erratic in response. 

Jackie is BEST FRIENDS with Henrik!! When Marvin was born it was more like having a twin, but Schneep? That was his first baby brother!! They talk medical and music and food, they do housework side by side, they take yearly trips to Germany and pub-hop & sight-see for two weeks straight. 

Jackie is actually barely involved with Anti’s story, but when he is it’s awful. Jackie was beaten badly during the initial possessions Jack suffered. Anti didn’t even consider Jackie’s mind worth toying with unless it was to make his symptoms bad enough he sneaks out, leaving Jack and Marvin - the magical, interesting bodies - free to be messed with. Anti does enjoy making him feel like such a failure of a hero though, it’s funny to him when people break down.

Chase. What to say? How could I possibly wrap up the love you feel for a baby brother that you almost lost the very day he was born? How do you explain the fear of almost not meeting your baby brother before he opens his eyes the first time? Jackie would kill and die for Chase. He loves him so much and so loudly it overwhelms and scares Chase sometimes. Jackie mostly keeps it quieted and softened for that reason. Chase almost feels babied most of the time with Jackie, but as he recovers he feels so appreciative of how hard he loves him. Chase only ever wanted a family, and Jackie promised to alway be that for him. 

He’s occasionally so caught up in his delusions about being a superhero that he sneaks out of the house and goes out looking for trouble. He gets in fights with creepy men harassing women, antagonizes people breaking minor laws, throws himself into danger trying to ‘save’ people, etc. It’s very dangerous and usually Marvin has to search for days and drag him home by his ear. 

Speaking of Marvin, Jackie and them are so close it’s suffocating. Marvin was nothing but a man in a mask who didn’t speak or move when he was first born. Marvin was another accident, and Jackie took such good care of him as a bedside nurse until Jack could help him be ‘born properly’ with enough development to live as a person. Jackie’s twin in his heart, Jack’s failure, but Jackie’s success. It was so, so nice to have a brother to love and dote on. Marvin was Jackie’s supply for so long, keeping him sane and fulfilled. They’ve got the most brotherly relationship of the family!

Jackie’s favourite food is peanut butter milkshakes! Henrik orders them for him near daily during the time he’s working in the hospital. 

He has very bad tan lines in the shape of his favourite round, dark blue framed sunglasses. 

Jackie has never smoked and hates the smell, but does drink!

He uses made-up words very often because it makes him laugh

Jackie took martial arts once and learned bō staff fighting because it makes him feel cool, like an actual superhero!

Later on in his life, Jackie has a boyfriend named June who he met at a rave! June is a transmasculine emo boy who is a burst of sanity and calm in Jackie’s magical, crazy life. 

The scar along his cheek came from a fight with Jameson. More on that when I make a post for JJ!