#she's a dyke in my heart okay..

[150151]

these lesbian ass outfits

[brittlebutch]

Zelda’s vocal inflection here to me is just so,,, ⚢⚢⚢

[kaeyapilled]

. (tw heterosexuality)

[superangsty]

every time I get obsessed with a new middle aged man I genuinely feel like I'm cheating on hugh grant like oh god babe im so sorry chris barrie means Nothing to me it was just a fling I swear

[kqluckity]

okay i have a pale vriskat humanstuck au idea but I'll maybe share it in the morning if I still feel like it or maybe I'll put it in the tags of this here post idk

[astrangeghost]

EEEE JUST GOT THE REPPIN' INKOPOLIS WINNING ANIMATION <333 MY SPLATLING HEART IS SO HAPPY

[fandomnerd9602]

Cold Outside

StepSister!Wanda x Reader

For @lifespectator and @aloneodi

You and your stepsister Wanda had been up to your own brand of mischief. Ever since your first kiss with her on New Years Eve, it’s like the two of you could not get enough of each other. You always found little excuses to see one another and share kisses where no one could see you. Wanda and you were scared of what your parents would think of such a relationship.

But that didn’t stop you and her from having ‘cram sessions’ over at your apartment. Yes you and her did study for exams and homework. But afterward the two of you would celebrate with pizza, a marathon of her favorite shows and a little make out session. It was the perfect cover.

A perfect cover until it happened.

Your college town was hit with the worst blizzard of the year. Your classes were cancelled but somehow Wanda's were still on.

You tried to keep your apartment warm when you got a call from your stepsister, "detka?"

"what's the matter, Wanda?"

"the heater in my apartment broke. C-Can I come stay over at your place?"

“What about your roommate? yelena?”

“She’s hanging out with Kate. So can you please pick me up, detka?”

"Of course! I'll come pick you up." You grabbed your keys and ran to your car.

The wind was howling and the snow fall nearly blinded your view but yet you persisted on being there when Wanda stepped out from the college commons area.

You pull up outside of the commons and Wanda runs out from under the porch right to your car. The scarlet red scarf you bought her blowing in the wind. She quickly jumps in and blows into her hands, just trying to keep herself warm.

“Hello detka” she smiles at you.

“Hey you” you smile back, “let’s go home.”

It didn’t take long for you and Wanda to get home. You spent the time talking about whatever you wanted as you drove home.

You and Wanda truly enjoy spending whatever time you can together. Little moments here and there.

You turn on your television and switch it to your queue of Dick Van Dyke episodes. Wanda continues to enjoy her freshly brewed tea as you take a seat next to her.

“No better way to rough it through a blizzard, huh?” You give a little smirk to your stepsister.

“What are we?” She asks.

“What do you mean?” You genuinely ask.

“I-I mean…where do you see us?”

You gently take her free hand, “Wanda…there will never be another. You’re it. I’m totally in love with you. I-I want strings with you”

Your thumb glides across her knuckles.

“I want strings with you too” she giggles. “I want to tell everyone about us, but only when you’re ready.”

“When you’re ready,” you reassure her. She stares at you with adoring eyes. Her gazes lowers to your lips and then back to your eyes.

You pull her into your lap. Wanda giggles and leans in, kissing you. Her tongue glides across your lips, you can’t help but allow her access.

“Detka” she whispers against your lips.

You and Wanda continue to share long, loving, passionate kisses on your couch; lost in your own little world. Wanda giggles against your lips. Your hands wander up and down her spine.

So strong was the temptation to reach under her shirt but you truly loved her. You were willing to take things slow and enjoy all the little memories you have to form with the amazing young woman in your arms.

Your little moment of heaven was interrupted by the sound of Wanda’s cell phone. She let out a quick little squeak of embarrassment before rolling off your lap and grabbing her phone. The caller ID on her phone read Papa. You and her went pale white.

Wanda takes a deep breath, wanting to calm the beating of her heart from her moment of ecstasy. She answers the phone, “hello Papa” she puts it in speaker mode.

“Hello my little witch, I just wanted to be sure you were alright.” Your stepfather tries to explain. “That blizzard is something fierce.”

“I’m alright” Wanda giggles, “I’m at Y/N’s. My apartment’s heater went out.”

“Hey Pops” you call out.

“You all okay?” Your stepfather asks back.

“Y-yeah” you try to answer. “I was about to put a pizza in the oven and turn on some Dick Van Dyke.”

“Okay” Django answers back. “According to the weather channel, the blizzard won’t clear up for two days”

You and Wanda look to each other, you can already see the ideas forming in Wanda’s head.

“Think you’ll be alright?” Your stepfather asks.

“Yes Papa,” Wanda answers, “I think we’ll be alright. We’ve got homework and tv and…”

“Okay. Love you both” Django answers before hanging up.

You and your detka look at one another. You can’t help but share a laugh. She collapses against your chest.

“You hungry?” You ask her playfully as you wrap her in a hug.

“Yes. For pizza…and you” she giggles at her own response. You give her one last kiss to her lips and one more to her forehead.

It sure is cold outside but it’s nice and warm in your little apartment. You will have to tell her father and your mother eventually but until then you’re just gonna enjoy your time together. You and the love of your life: Wanda Maximoff.

[tabithatwo]

okay, it has been a HOT fucking second, but it's time for the rest of my jackie taylor is a lesbian and she knows it (or she at LEAST knows she likes women) thoughts for the pilot (this is a continuation, if you feel like this is abrupt click the link <3)

jackie trying to set shauna up with randy LISTEN she does it in SUCH a lesbian-minded way...like ah yes, a boy that can be an accessory and what if you dated randy and you wouldn't like him (i KNOW you wouldn't like him) and i kept dating jeff (i don't like him and don't you KNOW that i don't like him?) and then we could always insist on double dates and every time i have to go out with jeff, i'd actually be going out with you <3 <3

jackie is not even looking much at shauna's outfits when shauna turns to her for feedback and y'know why??? the existence of BOOB DRESS!!! the sheer lesbianism of that line continues to amaze me. shauna! just wear the dress i got you that makes your boobs look sooooo good pleasssse?? LIKE HELLO??

shauna gets frustrated which jackie clearly didn't expect, so what's she gonna do?? immediately make a joke <3 back off <3 try and make her smile <3 (sidebar idk how people read this scene as intensely mean and controlling jackie like i beg you to watch again, they're teenagers being teenagers, jackie unintentionally upsets shauna and shauna gets frustrated and jackie smooths it over and shauna chills out like that's the scene baby)

jackie being sooo happy that shauna is joking again (this is one of those times we see the smile/laugh that only shauna really gets out of her)

she's got her arm around jeff but her eyes on shauna for much of this scene and we get a completely different jackie here with jeff than we saw in the opening because she is PERFORMING! like this is the man she makes herself tolerate serving his purpose for real, such a young lesbian experience

okay that is ENOUGH of that man (truly three seconds with her arm around him, where her eyes were still on shauna not him), jackie hands jeff her drink and immediately reaches for shauna when she wants to dance

okay more performance yes, like she's clearly putting on a show here but also?? it is SOOOO obvious that little miss broody shauna is watching right now and jackie actually looks directly at her for good fucking measure, like she is very aware of shauna watching her and shauna's attention being on her. she does this AGAIN when she's desperate for shauna's love/attention/affection in doomcoming when she walks away with travis (to FUCK HIM IN SHAUNA'S BED)

the compliments scene? so fucking flirty, so fucking gay, so clear that this is their usual dynamic. like the level of baby dyke flirty love in the i dunno...you haven't said anything nice about me yet and all the little smiles and the ritual of it the you're my best friend as a stand in for i love you like we really don't get a ton of them precrash but the pilot establishes SO MUCH of their relationship prior to all the trauma so beautifully ughhh

jackie wanting to be dropped off first GOD THIS SCENE, it is so often taken as her being selfish for selfishness sake (or out of fear of her parents) but she also does NOT want to be left alone in the car with jeff!! we saw her discomfort with being sexual with him right away in the pilot, it was immediately established, he ignored every sign that she did NOT want him to be touching her. i don't know about you but this was a dance i did allll the time at that age!! the plotting to not be alone with the boyfriend!!

also her performative happiness with jeff EVAPORATES, like that is for public straightness perception, she does the minimum saying bye to that man and then she hugs shauna like its her goddamn job

jackie taylor queen of gay-zing tbh

y'know when your parents are terrifying but your girl got really anxious last time you flew somewhere so you steal your insane mother's valium for her??

but that's not enough so you have to GIVE HER THE HEART NECKLACE THAT YOU WEAR EVERY DAY AND SAY THERE NOTHING CAN TOUCH YOU NOW (because you have my heart, you have my love, jackie taylor ALSO queen of discomfort with saying i love you verbatim but saying it in a million other ways, this is a thought for another day but!! a heart!! that she wears!! next to her heart!! for the girl who has her heart!!)

of course she's also got to watch shauna put it on (gay-zingly) and did i need to include 10 screenshots of this moment to make my point?? MAYBE NOT but YOU'RE WELCOME cause LOOK AT THEM!!

more to come eventually <3 <3 this one was largely fun sweet precious honestly compared to the last and the ones to come, so yeah i really went wild with the photos <3 <3

[estrellami-1]

If I Should Stay

Trigger warning: period-typical homophobia and associated slurs

Part 1 | . . . | Part 37 | Part 38 | Part 39

Allison smiles at Eddie as they listen to Steve bicker with Dustin. Eddie glances at her, sees her smiling, and looks… disgusted. “God,” he says with a sneer, “you thought we were serious? That we’re some fags? You thought you could have your picture-perfect little dream life, didn’t you?”

Allison feels fear tingle down her spine. She gets off the counter and makes her way around the island, angling it between her and Eddie, letting her get close to the sliding doors that lead to the backyard.

Just then Steve comes back in, and Allison pleads with her eyes. “Steve? Bubba?”

“Sorry, Allison,” he says, though he doesn’t sound sorry. “You thought we’d accept you being a dyke?”

He and Eddie begin to laugh, and as tears prick at her eyelids, she feels behind herself for the door, throws it open, and steps outside.

Except she’s not outside. She can feel herself calming down slightly as she recognizes the hallway: it’s the one on the way to Cassidy’s room. “Cass?” She calls timidly, wiping her eyes. “Cassie?” She opens the oh-so-familiar door and freezes in the entryway. It’s not Cassidy’s room; it’s a room she’s never seen before. It looks like a meeting room. Her father is at one end of a long table, her mother just to his right. Steve’s to his left, with Eddie to his left, and Cassidy is on her mother’s right. The rest of the table is filled with friends and acquaintances from school, all staring at her, judging her.

She takes a step back. “Daddy?” She asks, like she’s five years old again.

Richard Harrington sighs. “Honestly, Allison, I thought we raised you better than this. Your mother and I didn’t raise you to throw your life away like a prostitute.”

“Dad, I love her,” she pleads.

Cassidy scoffs. “Do you? When you forgot my birthday? When you got me earrings for our anniversary? When you keep dragging your feet about everything?”

Allison gapes. “I- I didn’t- we celebrated later,” she tries weakly. “You said you loved the earrings. And I’m- I’m not trying to drag my feet-”

“Allison,” Cynthia Harrington says, spreading her hands. “We just want what’s best for you, darling. Come with us.”

The rest of the table starts murmuring, with us, come, come with us, and Allison’s heart kickstarts in her chest before she runs out of the room.

She ends up on a cursed-looking landscape, with dead earth and red sky, sticky vines and prehistoric-looking beasts.

She sees a clump of dead trees and sprints towards them, hiding in between them as best she can.

“Allison?” She hears, and her heart thumps in her chest, but how can she be sure?

“Alli? Baby?”

She turns around to see Cassidy trapped under a fallen tree, and she gasps. “How’d you get here?”

“Please,” Cassidy groans, tears tracing down her cheeks. “Please help me, baby, it’s on my ankle, I think it’s broken-”

“Cassie,” Alli sobs, falling to her knees next to her. “I’ve got you, okay? I’ve got you.” She does her best to lift one end of the log off of Cassidy, enough so Cassidy can wiggle out. When she’s out, Allison drops the log and wraps Cassidy in a hug. “Baby,” she whispers. “Baby, I’m so scared.”

“I know you are, sweetheart,” Cassidy says, but it’s not Cassidy, and Allison steps back and looks up with a gasp.

“W-what- who- who are you?”

His face contorts into a sickly grin. “I have many names,” he says, raising his arms as if to embrace her again. She eyes him distrustfully. “None of them will make any difference to you, though, since you’ll be dead before you can use them.”

She pivots on her heel and runs, ignores everything she can that isn’t her feet pounding on the dead earth. She suddenly hears a bit of music, which is so unlike anything she’d experienced in this place that she instinctively turns to it. It sounds almost like Steve.

“Darling, you got to let me know,” the voice sings, “should I stay or should I go? If you say that you are mine, I’ll be here till the end of time. So you got to let me know, should I stay or should I go?” Then the voice starts speaking. “C’mon, Al,” it murmurs. “You gotta fight, please. I just got you back, c’mon, I can’t lose you again. Not this soon. I won’t let him have you, Al, but you’ve gotta fight too.”

He starts the next line, and she suddenly sees something like a portal in front of her. As she gets closer, she can see herself, floating off the ground, eyes rolled back in her head. Steve’s standing on the counter, trying to reach her ear to speak. “Bubba,” she murmurs, running as fast as she can. Something tells her to look behind her, but she knows it’ll cost her speed, so she doesn’t, just runs to the portal and jumps through, back into her body.

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[dykesynthezoid]

This Nami comes out to Sanji WIP has gone thoroughly off the rails but I do not regret it. lol

——

“I mean,” Nami said, “I definitely would’ve thought you’d’ve noticed the calendar full of naked women on my desk.”

Sanji gaped. “But that’s—” he spluttered, gesturing aggressively. “Those are all old, classy woodblock prints! I thought you meant it in, like, an artsy, feminist way!”

“I did, sorta,” Nami shrugged. “Just also meant it in a ‘I like tits’ way.”

Sanji went impossibly redder at this. Nami was starting to worry for his health.

“You… you always got so offended whenever…” He cleared his throat desperately. “Whenever any of the guys had material… like that.”

Nami blinked at him. “Well, yeah, because you all have bad taste in porn.”

Sanji was looking like he might require a fainting couch to spontaneously materialize below him. “I… what?”

“I mean, I don’t think I’ve seen a single bush in any of those magazines. It’s like, get real.” She plopped her chin into her palm. “I guess Zoro’s stuff is okay, if you’re into that, but that’s on account of,” she twirled her other hand in the air, “y’know.”

Sanji gave a confused, disbelieving laugh. “What… Ha… I mean. Zoro doesn’t have porn. I don’t think he even thinks about that sort of thing.” He blinked. “And what do you mean by ‘y’know’?”

Nami stared at him. Sanji’s mind was truly fascinating. “Uh, he definitely does,” she said mildly.

“Wha— Where?!” Sanji nearly shouted. Nami’s eyebrows shot up. “I mean—” He was really sweating now, forehead about to start dripping. “He doesn’t seem the type.”

Nami cleared her throat, sitting back up against her chair. “I think… it’d be better if you asked him about that?” She tapped her fingers. “Anyway. Yeah. Big Lez. Notorious women lover. You get the idea.” She thought “dyke” might be a bit much considering Sanji was clearly already experiencing dangerous heart palpitations.

[kaiandels]

Girls and Dykes ✧.*: e.w x reader ✧.

★・・・・・・★ ★・・・・・・★ ★・・・・・・★

req by: my special woman @ximtiredx 🫶🏻 luh you mama

warning: SMUT w a slightly long plot (mdni), jacksonfuckboy!Ellie, daddy kink, Reader being absolutely dumb, slight friendship betrayal, EXTREMELY TOXIC (fictional only). Idk if I forgot any more please do tell if I did! Only the Title has the d-slur!

writer’s note: this au is still the “infected au” but with modern technology and etc. you get it… right?

- INSPIRED BY THE SONG NASA by Josh Levi.

Not proofread!!

white - The reader

green - Ellie

red - Dina

pink - Cat

★・・・・・・★ ★・・・・・・★ ★・・・・・・★

It has been 2 years since you found Jackson and decided to stay there. It was everything everyone could ever ask for, the food, the civilization, it felt as if there weren’t any dangers outside as we speak. It has been completely undoubtedly the best thing that has ever happened to you.

I mean, you built your dream home. It was everything you have ever wanted. You believed that there were a difference between a home and a house. And maybe, the home wasn’t the house… maybe it was a person? It was corny. You knew it. But you fell inlove the moment you saw her. Ellie-motherfucking-Williams.

That name always rung a bell, and obviously, that name also made a lot of people run their mouths. Some people weren’t really keen to the idea of homosexuality in Jackson. But Ellie couldn’t give a flying fuck.

You met her at the stables, when you both were on patrol. It was your first time and it was completely obvious that you were anxious. “Hey. It’s going to be okay. Just stay behind me if you need to.” Ellie spoke, leading you out of your in tranced state. “Thanks.” You smiled, the idea of ‘staying behind’ really didn’t help that much. But you were appreciative anyway.

That was the first time. However, when the 1st year of you being in Jackson came. You were really bonding a lot with Joel. You and Ellie had become really close and because of that she introduced you to her standing father figure. He reminded you of your Dad, and you reminded him of Sarah. You really missed having your father around, and Ellie completely understood which is why she introduced you to Joel in the first place. And it was going really well, it seemed like you were apart of their family now. Which in reality, both you, Joel, and Ellie really needed.

Not until it was ruined by one mistake. You and Ellie had gotten high one night, it lead from one thing to another. Mouths kissing, tongue slipping, legs dripping, and thrusting. So much for family right?

It has been a week since you and Ellie have done that. And you can’t help but notice that she was growing distant. She would avoid getting partnered in patrols with you, she would avoid bumping in to Tipsy Bison with you, and she would never reply to your texts. You can’t help but think that- was it really just a one time thing?

I love it when you contemplate

You couldn’t help but send one more text. You knew she wasn’t that person you were thinking she was. She couldn’t be possibly playing with you, right? That meant something. You knew it. Or maybe, comforted yourself with the thought.

You huffed as you put your phone down, leaning against the wall as you were hurriedly putting on your shoes. You stormed out of your dorm with loud stomps that attracted the attention of the fellow men working in Jackson.

I love it when you’re missing me

As you walked, you felt your heart slowly beat. It felt as if it was a sign indicating that you should stop. You caught your breath in a hitch as you realized that you were 10 steps away from Ellie’s house. You walked carefully, hearing faded noises that seemed grumbled at first. But when it came to your 3rd step, you went sick to your stomach. Hearing high-pitched whines from an unfamiliar girl.

“Uhuh! Fuck right there Ellie… yeah yeah.. yeahyeah fuck!”

“Fuck Cat, you’re taking it so fucking well.”

You gagged, feeling disgust take over your body. You froze in Ellie’s porch, completely unaware of the people staring at you as they seemed to have heard the “ruckus” going inside Ellie’s house.

“Poor girl… wasn’t she also with Ellie?”

“Huh? how did you know that?”

“They were always together and now Ellie has seemed to be avoiding her… now we know why.”

You ran to your house, completely ignorant about the comments of each and every individual that witnessed the scene, shaking as you slid down the door. You covered your mouth as you sobbed. Calling the only person you knew who you could trust, Dina.

I love it when you tell your friends about me.

The phone rang an insane amount of times before Dina had picked up. “Hey… I heard what happened. Word spreads around fast. I am so sorry baby.” Dina spoke as her words were slow and considerate, it felt as if her words were slowly patting you on the back. “She could’ve just told me that she didn’t want me, you know?” you hiccuped as tears were rapidly falling down your cheeks. “I know, I know, for what it’s worth…She’s not that even good looking. You know? she’s just like every single lesbian you see on the street.”

“Stop lying..” Your voice cracked as you hear Dina laugh on the phone, making you laugh too. “Okay fine. She is actually really really really fucking good looking. But, just hope she gets bit or something.” you laughed at the irony as you forgot that Dina actually has no idea that Ellie was immune. “I wanna go to Tipsy Bison tonight. You know? To get fucking high or drunk… whatever makes me forget about her.” you heard Dina clear her throat. “Yeah, that sounds really fucking amazing. And that sounds like something you really need. I’ll see you there at 10, please for the Love of God look hot and sexy and everything in between.” you laughed as you nodded, completely grateful that you didn’t have to grieve alone.

You ended the call with Dina, shocked as your phone were bombarded with sudden messages from Ellie.

You heard three loud bangs on your door. “You’re not getting in Ellie. Leave and go rub yourself out or fuck that chick you’re with.” You stated. You flinched as you heard Ellie aggressively bang the door. “I’m gonna make a fucking scene. Open the FUCKING door.” Ellie stated, her voice clearly irritated as you slowly opened the door for her. Giving up on whatever strength you had earlier. “I don’t know what you came here for. But it’s not going to happen.” you reassured. But then again, that was a comfort to no one but yourself.

“I don’t think so.” Ellie smirked as she stepped closer to you. “You miss me baby?” Ellie said, slamming your body against the door as her warm breath flowed through your ear. Your mind getting fuzzy as you were trying to resist the temptation that the devil ellie has brought upon you.

It’s cruel, but you can’t help it.

“You’re a fucking whore.” You hissed, feeling Ellie’s breath on your neck. Inhaling your scent. “Push me away then. Go on. Do it if you don’t wanna get fucked by a whore.” You paused, feeling Ellie’s hands run up your stomach to your chest. Squeezing your soft breasts. You huffed, trying to contain your moans. But unfortunately, one got caught up in your breath. “Oh? what was that? seems like you’re liking it.”

“You are a dirty… dirty.. fuc- ah..” You moaned as you felt the tip of Ellie’s fingers run through your clothed slit. “You ignored me.. for.. ha- fuck. Days.” Your breath hitched as you felt Ellie push her fingers against your clothed cunt. You looked down at her as she placed an evident grin on her face.

“You know I didn’t mean that baby. You’re everything to me.” Ellie muttered, you didn’t know if she was being satire as she has always been that way. “If I was everything you wouldn’t have gone off to fuck some other girl.” You whispered, feeling a little hurt over what had happened.

“I can make it up to you.” Ellie whispered as she leaned over your ear. Feeling her smile against your ear. Ellie slid her hand under your shirt, her hands glides up to meet with your covered breast. Kneading them softly. “I don’t want to continue…” You breathed as you forced yourself to think that it was not healthy, even though it felt so fucking good. “Yeah? you remember the last night we smoked weed?” Ellie said as she pulled away from your neck, facing you as her gaze softens. You nodded as you felt yourself shrink against her gaze. “We established a safe word that night, yeah?” Ellie asked. Although it seemed like she remembered it very well, she just wanted to know if you did. “Yes… yes..” you repeated as you felt the heat intensify. “Then say that if you want to stop right now. I’ll give you 5 seconds.” You gulped as you hear Ellie’s voice started to fade. You zoned out, feeling disgusted but the temptation was too much. You wanted to shove her off of you and cut ties forever. But you thought, maybe this was the chance? Maybe this was the chance to show her that you were better. That you were better in all sorts of ways, either in.. bed or out of bed. “2…” “1…” “0…”

You gasped as you felt Ellie’s calloused hands gripping your waist. Lifting you up your feet as she carried you to your bedroom. She breathed for a second then threw you on the bed, manhandling you as she forced your legs open. “Come on, I saw your texts. Show me how much you miss me.” Ellie whispered in her low registered tone. Making you feel crawling sensations on your skin. You whined as you reached for her hand, pouting as you saw her pulling her hand out of your reach. “You have to ask for it baby, you know that’s the most important thing.”

“Please, can I use your hand? Please Daddy..” You muttered, hearing Ellie gulp. She has always liked it when you called her that. Ellie nodded as it was a fair sign for you to guide her hand where you want it. You reached for her hand as you softly slid it under your shorts and panties. You heard Ellie’s breath hitch as you pushed her middle finger in, softly moaning as she slowly pumped in and out of you. Leaving you confused as it felt that Ellie was in a rush. “Does that feel good huh? You miss me that much that you’re so loose?” Ellie laughed as she saw your shocked expression, building that sadistic lust inside of her.

You softly cried out her name as you felt her fingers curl inside you. Your spongey walls clenching as you tried not to overcome your high, you felt like you were gonna cum. It has been awhile and it was leaving you insane. There were so many women after you but all you could think about was Ellie knuckle-deep inside you, there was something different. And it’s not about how good her fingers feel inside you right now.

She rammed 3 fingers inside you, taking you aback as you looked down, seeing her hand veins pop as she did her best to keep her pace. Although that there were no signs of struggle ever being evident on her smug expression. “I missed your fingers inside me…” You whined with a squeak in between, making Ellie’s intensity falter. Absolutely being stunned by your beauty “Yeah? How much?” Ellie smirked as she regained her intensity, feeling your walls clench as you tried your best to have her inside you longer. You wanted to do better, better than these girls she has ever been with. “Fuck.. daddydaddy please.” You cried as you felt another digit enter you, completely splitting you open. You thought that it was utterly impossible for you to be able to take this many. But then again, you missed her touch. And you were never dry by the thought of her.

“You wanna cum? I can feel you trying to stop yourself. Don’t worry, I swear we won’t end there.”

Your breath hitched as you bucked your hips on to her fingers, completely sucking in her fingers as your slick started to make the most dirtiest sounds. You cupped your own breasts, kneading the other one as your other hand played with your nipples. Making you ticklish around Ellie’s fingers, which had sent you over to the edge. You gripped her wrist hoping for balance but unfortunately it did not work as Ellie had not faltered even for a second. “I’m gonna cum… a-almost there Daddy. Mgha.. please” You whined as you were completely going dumb just because of four fingers.

For Ellie, she was absolutely enjoying this. She wished she could take a video of this and jack off to it every night, that’s how perverted she was. That’s how much she wanted you, It was sick and it was toxic that even though it was almost insane how many girls had rode her fingers before you, she still wanted you for her only. “I want you to cum. Give it all to me. Because this is MY fucking pussy.” Ellie groaned as she heard her own pounds on your cunt. “FUCK Daddy!” you screamed, as your eyes closed shut. Panting as you slowly opened your eyes. You covered your mouth as you saw your juices splattered over Ellie’s shirt, pants, wrists, and face. You squirted. And you never thought you could. “I underestimated you. Fuck.”

Ellie laughed as she pulled out of your dripping cunt, bringing her fingers to her mouth, slowly dragging her tongue from her wrists to her fingers. Collecting all of the juices you squirted on to her. Ellie pulled away and licked her lips, also collecting the juices from there. “I think you deserve Daddy’s cock today. Don’t you think?”

You nodded eagerly as Ellie walked away, looking for her strap that she specifically bought just for you. Although, you didn’t know that. But she did. Your gaze started to soften as you stared at the ceiling, post-orgasm thoughts flooding through your brain as the discernment suddenly started to flow around the course of your brain. Although, you thought too much. But one thrust of Ellie’s hips and it all slips away. And right now, all the rational thoughts and discernments has gone through the window when you saw Ellie walk in the door with her thick purple strap. You gulped as you felt your cunt drip again.

Ellie plopped herself down on the bed, her hands had a firm grip on your knees as she further laid your legs apart. “Wait Ellie…” You gulped as you pointed towards the silicone object. “Isn’t that… a little too much?” You smiled nervously as Ellie’s gaze pierced through yours. Ellie slowly formed a smile as she looked over to the side and back to you, “it’s either you’re gonna take it or i’m gonna make someone else take it. So, which one is it?” You rolled your eyes as you grabbed on to her hips to pull her closer. “Fine..” you huffed. You looked in to Ellie’s eyes as you seemed to drown in them, but you couldn’t figure out if such feelings were true.

You were taken out of your thoughts when you felt the tip squeeze in to you. You closed your eyes shut as you gripped the sheets, feeling the thickness too overwhelming. “Come on, you can take it baby.” Ellie cooed as she continued to thrust in, making you swallow her whole shaft. You tried to form any words, but you just couldn’t stop. It was too big. Too good.

You wrapped your arms around Ellie’s neck, finding comfort in holding her. You gasped as you felt her thrust slowly, given by the amount of times your pussy was dripping, it was already so ready. You start to feel her speed up, and it was intoxicating. You rolled your eyes back as you started to move your hips with hers. "Uh.. fuck Ellie. You're so big." You screamed as your head banged against the headboard. The noises of the squelching and banging turning you on. “I know you’ve always liked it rought. Such a slut.” Ellie claimed. She has always knew how your body reacted to things. She was observant about it, even in the depths of your new beginning in Jackson. She tried to read you from here on out.

Ellie was going insane, she loved how your cunt wrapped around her perfectly. How you moan her name like it was the end of the world. None of these girls could ever match up to you. Ellie moaned as she felt herself getting dumb by the fact that the strap was grazing on her clit, the stimulation making her yearn for more as she pounded deeper inside you. Almost mercilessly as she was chasing her own pleasure. “I love it when y-you use ah.. me-uh…” You babbled as you felt her deep inside you, almost at the range of your stomach. “Fuck, I love you” Ellie blurted out in between moans. You caught yourself in a shock state as you were still feeling the pleasure of Ellie’s constant pounding.

“Fuck, baby… I love you so much..” Ellie moaned as her hips started to stutter. Indicating that she was close. You cupped her cheek as you ghosted your lips over hers, “I love you too..Mmm fuck! Ah..” Your high-pitched tone caught up with your moans as you both humped eachother. Desperate for the release. “D-dick’s s-s’good Daddy.” You giggled as you were getting cock-drunk. Ellie on the other hand couldn’t get enough of your ass, gripping it and kneading it as she banged herself in to you harder and harder as if she was an animal in heat. You choked on your own saliva as you were screaming too much, the overstimulation getting the best of you as your vision started to get a little blurry.

“Fuck yeah, I love this pussy so much… Who does this belong to? Huh? Hm?” Ellie asked, multiple questions thrown at you as you couldn’t comprehend each one. This is what you loved about Ellie, that she was so fucking dirty when it comes to sex. That she would talk and talk because it feels so fucking good. “Want you to.. f-fuhuck.. f-fill me up Daddy.” You smiled as you leaned over to Ellie’s ear to moan and make her fuck you even faster, even harder, even rougher, or anything. Just anything to fill you up. “You’re so fucking amazing…” “Daddy, you’re so good to me… uhhh fuck!”

The headboard kept banging as you both thrusted on to eachother. Sloppy kisses were made as tongues glided over eachother. You whined as you sucked on Ellie’s tongue, screaming although it was muffled by you sucking her tongue off. You felt your high crashing down on you and it felt so good that you and Ellie were still humping on eachother. “Mmph! More..more..” You begged in between thrusts. You kept thrusting and Ellie eventually came down her high aswell. It was so hard that she also kept humping. She laid on top of you as you both grinded in to eachother until you both came down with another orgasm.

“That was so good..” You huffed as Ellie fell right next to you. She laid in silence for a moment. It made you uncomfortable so you turned to her, “Is everything okay?” You asked as you reached for her cheeks, attempting to soothe her but it failed as she sat up immediately. “It’s almost night time. Have plans.” Ellie said bluntly. “Oh, where are you going?”

“Somewhere.” Ellie said as she pulled her pants up, getting situated. She leaned over to you as she kissed your cheek, smiling as a sign that she really needed to go. “Fine.. Go ahead.” You smiled unsurely as you watched her hurriedly leave your room and your house. It felt as if she wasn’t really there. You closed your eyes as you felt drowsiness possess you. Before you could fall asleep you have managed to set an alarm for Tipsy Bison later tonight as you have finally realized that you needed a drink more than you thought.

An hour later, you woke up to the sound of the ringing of your alarm. You yawned as you sat up, wasting no time and already going to the bathroom. You were in a rush because you knew if you had procrastinated this, you would be late. You’ve spent a lot of time on the shower thinking about Ellie and how she fucked you so good earlier. You felt so good that you had to rub one out before dressing up to finally meet with Dina.

You didn’t put much effort as it was just in Tipsy Bison, but it completely catched everyone’s eye as you walked in. There were many people and it was hard to squeeze yourself in. But you noticed that the people were gathering around two people, which had peeked your curiosity. You forced yourself to walk past by the sweaty men and eventually revealed the dance floor. Everyone stared at you, as your eyes widened in shock. Dina and Ellie were hand in hand, dancing as if they couldn’t give a flying fuck in the world.

“Every guy in this room is staring at you right now…”

“Maybe they’re staring at you…”

Your heart broke as you watched. You didn’t move, you didn’t speak. You were dumb-founded. People we’re looking at you. Not them. They always knew how you felt about Ellie, they knew that she was wrong for you. They kept telling you, but you just didn’t listen.

“They’re not”

“Maybe they’re jealous of you.”

“I’m.. just a girl. Not a threat.”

“Oh, Ellie…I think they should be terrified of you.”

You stormed out as you clutched on to your chest. Your breathing went uneasy as you saw Dina and Ellie kiss. Every single dignity that you had once was gone and it will never be retrieved. It was your fault. You did this to yourself.

You gave in.

[wandanatsthings]

Can I make a request of being a secret cuddle bear and would instantly run to Wanda everytime she comes after a tiring mission? Fluff please! 🩷

𝐒𝐍𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐆

Hey, anon I hope this is what you wanted and that you and everyone else enjoy it as well. and remember clinginess is adorable and I love all my snuggle bugs!! Feedback is more than welcomed. New writer

(P.s Im dyslexic i'm trying my best)

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: I really don't think there are any maybe missing someone and clingy reader? It’s just really fluffy!!

Summary: Wanda gets home from a tiring mission to a very snuggly reader who missed her.

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Wanda’s Pov

I had just gotten home from a tiring mission that involved a lot of heavy lifting. Everything went fine but I had to pick up a lot of heavy things with my fingers and I know It may seem like nothing but not only does that take a lot out of me physically but mentally as well. All I wanted was to cuddle up with you. I had some making up to do after how early I left you this morning for said mission.

When I walked through the door of our apartment. I saw you lying on the sofa in the living room wearing my favorite burgundy hoodie with white and gray stripes on the sleeves. You also happened to have on my favorite gray sweatpants to match. You loved wearing my clothes, you said it made you feel closer to me which I thought was so utterly precious.

As I approached you I saw our pet cat (Someone should name the cat) jump off your lap to come and greet me. “Hi sweet girl, did you watch over your mama hmm,” I said bending down to pet the fluffy cat that by the looks of it had been given just one too many treats. I heard TV playing so I looked up to see that you were watching my favorite sitcom “The dick van dyke show.” Before we started dating you had no interest in sitcoms and said that they were too “cheesy” but with a lot of convincing, I got you to watch one episode with me and from then on you've been hooked. I might even go as far as to say you liked them more than me. When I walked closer towards you I saw you had dried tears running down your face.

My heart broke at the sight. You had always taken it hard when I had to leave you alone for anything. Whether that be a mission or just to go to the bathroom you hated when I left you by yourself; If you could be with me then you were and to be honest I had no problem with that. Deciding that I was no longer going to make you go through the torture of my skin not being on yours. I reach down and place a hand on your cheek with a soft kiss on your forehead. “Detka…detka love wake up im home.”

That was enough to wake you up. You were never a deep sleeper unless I was sleeping with you, you could sleep almost anything then. It was something about me being close to you that made you feel safe you once said that time I asked. You opened your eyes, squinting a little to adjust to the light.

As soon as you noticed that it was me, you immediately jumped up from your place on the sofa and wrapped your arms around my neck and legs around my waist. “You're home, I missed you!” You exclaimed a smile taking over your face, erasing any evidence of the tears that once took that smile's place. “Yes I am home and I missed you, more sweet girl,” I said while placing my arms under your thighs making sure you wouldn’t fall as I made my way over to sit in the chair that was in the corner by the TV. “How was the mission? Are you hurt or anything?” You asked while checking me over. “No no I'm fine don’t worry love, the mission went well. I'm tired but okay I promise.” I say holding out my pinky finger knowing that pinky promising would be the only way to ease your anxiety.

“What about you hm? How are you, what'd you do while I was gone?” I asked you to bring your head to my chest. “I didn’t do much. Just watched TV, took a nap, and waited for you.” You said looking up at me with your y/e/c eyes through your lashes. “Mm that sounds peaceful, how about we continue that minus the waiting for me of course after lunch? Have you eaten yet?” “No, I haven’t, I was trying to wait for you.” You reply. “Okay let's go have some lunch and then we’ll continue your amazing peaceful day. How does that sound?” I asked, looking down at you in my lap. You nodded up at me. “Sounds good.”

With that, I stand up off the chair with you still in my arms kola style not even thinking about having you let go knowing that would just upset you. It was a task making us lunch with you in my arms but not impossible. We make our way to the dining room table with you holding one plate and me holding the other.

I set you down in your usual seat that is straight across from mine. I picked up my fork ready to dig into the Caesar salads I prepared for lunch when I noticed you were pouting and not even attempting to start eating. “What’s wrong with love?” I asked you with patience in my voice. You look up with the face you do anytime you want something. “Can I sit in your lap and eat please?” I look at you with nothing but love on my face. “Of course, you can love to get over here,” I say while pushing my chair back to make room for you. You clamber in my lap already with your frown turned right side up making it into a smile digging into your lunch. When we finish lunch I get you off my lap so I can put our dishes in the sink to be washed later. I then grab your hand so that we can head upstairs to finish the rest of our day with cuddles.

When we get to our room I head off into the closet so that I can change into something more comfortable. While taking off my shirt, I feel you come up behind me and wrap your arms around my waist. “What are you doing lovely?” I ask, sounding muffled because of the shirt covering my face. “Um, I have an idea.” I hear you sound nervous. “Oh yeah and what’s that?” I ask while taking my shirt off completely. “Do you think we could cuddle naked? I just really wanna feel your skin on mine.” I look down at you and say. “I would love to cuddle naked with you.” We both walk over to the bed while taking off our clothes on the way. When we reach the bed we get under the covers. I bring you into my chest and within minutes you're asleep. I gently kiss your forehead “You will forever be my snuggle bug.” I say then drift off to sleep myself without a thought or worry.

[ruthytwoshakes]

Bunch of two fort ladies hell yeah B)

headcannons of inconsistent length below the cut

Zhanna: reeeeeeoow!!! She’s so gorgoryse . gay as hell about all these women tbh. Yeah I just gave her body hair and thicker eyebrows because it’s cool as fuck. And a bear claw scar from when she tried to take home a baby bear when she was little. I think she really likes bears and wants one as a pet. Maybe the bear and soldier’s raccoons would get along aww <33

Admin: yipppeee evil old lady!!!!! . Gave her acne scars , think she would pick her face when she was younger and the scars never faded. shes so pretty heruhghhsg. She smokes these fucked up super long cigarettes idk. I like her wonky nose, maybe she got into a fight or something and broke it.

Scouts Ma: oh man I have so many ideas for her hehehhe. Okay so her name is Jenny, shes Puerto Rican, moved to Boston when she was a young adult, and she’s around the same height as sniper. She’s green because she’s both the scouts mother, and I didn’t want her to be purple like Pauling and Admin I wanted her to be her own person. Her heart locket contains a bunch of pictures of her boys that all cartoonishly fold out to the floor when she opens it up.

She’s bi and poly, and currently dating both the spies because I think it’s funny. I can’t decide if both the spies would also be dating each other or would hate each other, maybe it depends on the time of day. Oh also she used to be an assassin! Maybe that’s why she had to move because she got found out at her old hometown. Anybody who got too rough with her boys were never seen again, only reason the scouts made it out alive lol.

She’s only recently gotten back together with the spies, had a falling out with Red before she knew she was pregnant, but he wanted to reconnect with her after finding out Red scout was his kid. Blu and her were friends for a really long time, she was the surrogate mother to Blu scout, but they fell out of contact when Blu spy had to take scout and disappear due to some espionage work gone wrong. When both the Blus join the team, the red scout recognized them and Blu spy eventually reconnected with Jen through that.

All of her kids are out of the house and she’s retired, so she has a lot of free time. She hosts foreign exchange students and fosters baby animals. She does a lot of traveling and shopping, she also likes knife and axe throwing, while doing some abstract sculpting on the side.

Maggie:

I love Maggie she’s so interesting,, I really like the panels where she’s laughing with saxton on the plane. Oh yeah gave her a mustache cus she’s Australian!, don’t be shy give the pretty lady a mustache she deserves it. That line on her lip was from this one girl I had a crush on back in high school, she said that she was bullied for it. don’t think I’ve ever seen it on another person since. She was one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever met. I hope she’s doing alright. She was a really good friend, real wonderful person.

Merasmus:

hi Merasmus how r u. oh yeah I’m trying out some other designs for her because I’m working on a little animated series about her and a magic spell she fucks up. I want her to be Sumerian because Sumer is so interesting!! I’ve been learning about the art from it in class, check out the Sumerian virtue status or the Epic of Gilgamesh they’re some of my favorite bits of history we’ve learned so far. Oh yeah also I think when she takes off that weird cap thing she has the longest most beautiful curly hair that goes down to her ankles because I love those kind of visual gags hehe. Also yeah she has piercings idk why I did that. I think she’s kinda blind and she uses her skull to see with her magic or whatever. I love her facial expressions in the comics,, have you guys seen the cunty Merasmus poster i love the cunty Merasmus poster

Miss Pauling:

MISS PAULFIJF LETS FUCMIGN GOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! She’s got sideburns because im a dyke bleh blehhhh . hshe look at her big ass glasses I’m in love. Oh yeah I gave her lots of moles! And changed up her sleeve colors. Too tired to write much more lol

[mystic-orb88]

HAZBIN TRAILER OBSERVATIONS!!

Okay, so this shot tells us a lot about the geography of The Pride Ring. We see that the Hotel’s wayy out, really sending the message that the sheer concepts of hope, redemption, and everything it stands for is outcasted and rejected by the rest of the city. The Clock Tower is in the heart of the city, showing how it is the main cog in the machine. The Porn Studios building on the left, poooossibly the Cannibal Colony or Rosie’s Emporium on the lower right. There’s also a lovely balanced distinction of modernity shown in the absence or presence of neon lights dotting the buildings throughout various districts. This shows that the Sinners prefer to live in conditions similar to those of when they were alive. Heaven, as well as a weird red moon are also visible.

This looks like Cherri’s attacking the Hotel with one Hell of a pyrotechnic display (Seriously, how does one attain such a massive singular smoke bomb??) Possibly because she is aware that Sir Pentious is taking sanctuary there. Luckily Alastor’s Radio Tower looks like it came through unscathed.

Looks like Alastor and Charlie are taking a stroll in the same park in the Prequel comic.

I love how everyone looks so fake and nervous and then Razzle and Dazzle, Charlie’s lil’ protectors/assistants/plushies are just looking so pure and adorable. Actually zoom in on their faces, do it. Also, as soon as you see Husks face, the frame can officially get worse. Also there’s a bag of drugs or.. something on the table, I’m guessing PCP knowing Angel. It bears resemblance to the bag in the pilot.

It’s also here, on the right side of Lucifer. So we now know some sort of celebration was at the Hotel, and Lucifer visited. Decorations are still up.

Travis. What the Hell’s he doin’ there?? Love to see him back for a gag. Also, someone try and read that script. There’s a memo or mail box on the side that is overflowing. This building looks similar to a setting in R2NinjaTurtle’s Valentino Board Animatic. Same with Vox’s Tv Screen Lair Thingy.

Nice shot from the ‘Happy Day in Hell’ Song number of the Cannibal town with a lovely late 1800s-early 1900s theme. Bring back this fashion, or like a cool, modern-inspired version. Please. Also, there’s a lil’ Chimney Sweep who looks like this very Dick Van Dyke-inspired O.C. I drew a while ago (maybe it is him, you decide).

Alastor took the trouble of talking to this nice overlord chap while filming this nice man who is in the process of committing unspontaneous combustion.

This shrunken voodoo head is here, while Alastor and a nice lady with a dead fox scarf and an oversized version of Voldemort’s wand repurposed as a cane are in the background.

Just appreciation for how perfectly this frame captures their personalities.

Charlie: You’re doing awesome, my script is great, isn’t it? I’m so happy at this moment.

Vaggie: I’m too tired for this crud.

Angel: I’ve read some real interesting scripts in my time but none as terrible as this one. Also someone get me outta this coat, it’s filthy an’ it reeks of the 40’s.

Niffty: *gremlin* Seriously, stop looking at him like that girl.

Husk: How the f*** did I end up here?? It’ll all be over soon.

Alastor. How to sit like a sir while plotting unavoidable carnage.

Pentious: Lollypop, lollypop oohh lolly lollypop, lolly pop, lolly pop- WHERE DID HIS HAT EYE GO?? WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT IT?? IS IT LIKE AN EXTENSION OF HIMSELF, LIKE HOW ALASTOR CAN MAKE HIS MICROPHONE DISAPPEAR UP HIS SLEEVE??

Nothing much about this one, it’s just one of my favourite frames in the trailer. I absolutely love how expressively and awesomely animated Alastor is here. Really captures his theatrical tone. And we get a snippet of Rosie’s voice!! Also the song is FIREE. It will hit so hard when it comes out and further context is given.

[kittyt-hexxed]

You’re the One I Want

Ellie Williams x Miller!Reader

Warnings: Homophobia, “dyke” used as a slur, punching an older man, secret relationships, falling from a horse, blood, leg injury, asking for consent, sensual sex, fingering, light praise and teasing, switch!Ellie, switch!reader

Summary: You’ve been friends with Ellie from the beginning. Your life in Jackson is relaxing, dating girls in secret and hiding your fluctuating crush on the auburn-haired girl. That is until you see Dina and Ellie kiss and feelings come to the surface.

You laugh as Jesse tells you about the time he nearly knocked Ellie into the river outside of Jackson. After Dina had broken up with him this morning, you planned to come to the bar and hang out. He would never admit it to you, but he loved Dina. She was the first girl he dated that didn’t try to stop him from doing his job for the community. Being one of the Heads of Security was a big job and had late hours if Tommy was held up by something. Dina never complained about him coming back later or tried to convince him to swap jobs. You could tell he was taking this breakup harder than he was showing.

“Speaking of Ellie… How are the two of you?” Jesse kicks your foot under the table.

“Ellie and I? There’s nothing to say. She kicked me out of my bed this morning. Literally.” You huff, crossing your arms, “I don’t even know how she got into my room, but my dad laughed himself silly when he saw her boot print on my arm.”

“Are you sure that’s all?” Jesse pouts, “No illicit love affair I should know about?”

“What? No!” You laugh, shaking your head, “There’s nothing going on between Ellie and me. You know that you big dumb oaf.” You kick him back.

“You wish there was.” Jesse points out, making you roll your eyes.

“Don’t make me strangle you with that jacket of yours.” You playfully threaten him.

“Okay, okay.” Jesse laughs, “Let me go grab some beer and you can continue to threaten me.” He gets up and your gaze wanders around the room. You spot your dad hanging out at the bar with one of his friends, a grumpy old Seth sitting at the other end who you’d make sure to avoid while you’re here. Your eyes glide over the people on the dancefloor before turning back to the booth Jesse had been sitting in. ‘Wait.’ Your head snaps around to find Dina and Ellie on the dancefloor together. Your jaw drops when you see how close they are to each other. ‘ When did Ellie and Dina get here? It must’ve been while Jesse and I were talking. But…’ You take in how they’re holding each other, swaying to the music, and talking. You couldn’t make out what they were saying from here, but it seems pretty intimate. ‘I brought Jesse here to get over his ex-girlfriend, not get him to miss her more.’ You grumble to yourself.

“Hey, Y/n.” You turn to see Sasha, your ex-girlfriend and Seth’s daughter, approaching you.

“Hey, Sasha. What’s up?” You smile at her.

“We nabbed Jesse for a round of patrol. We noticed Dina heading this way, so we wanted to get him out of here. I’m letting you know so you don’t panic.” Sasha grins.

“You’re a lifesaver.” You sigh in relief, “Keep him busy for me.”

“Will do. Join us after you nab your girl?” She motions to Ellie.

“Not my girl.” You snort.

“Right, and I’m straight.” Sasha laughs, tossing you a wink, “See you around, Miller. Jump through my window if you need a night, yeah?” She walks away without an answer. You laugh to yourself before your attention is grabbed once again. You stop breathing when you see Dina lean in and kiss Ellie, making your heart drop. You’ve been crushing on and off on Ellie for years, but you didn’t want to say anything about it. You had joined your parents when they smuggled her from Boston, and the two of you bonded a lot. After everything that happened, you didn’t want to ruin the friendship between you two. But, that didn’t keep the feelings away, especially after Ellie got older and hotter. So, watching Dina plant one on her made your stomach twist.

“Hey!” You groan when you see Seth get up, heading over to the two girls. You’re on your feet and following before you can even stop yourself. You knew that Seth hated anyone who showed interest in the same sex after he drunkenly ranted about it to you a few months ago. You and Sasha were on the same patrol team so you were at her place a lot. Ironically, he wasn’t aware that his own daughter was messing in the sheets with you at the time. The two of you had snickered about it, knowing that he’d probably have a heart attack if he caught you doing anything with Sasha. But, here? Now? You knew he was going to say something that’d get a fist to his mouth.

“This is a family event.” You hear him say, watching as Ellie and Dina step away from each other. You curse yourself for the small amount of relief you feel seeing them separate.

“Sorry.” Dina says, but Seth continues to stare them down, “Sorry!” She repeats before leading Ellie away from him.

“Remember next time there’s kids around.” Seth calls after them, making you furrow your brow. There were no kids in the bar. Tonight wasn’t even family night, and that wasn’t for another few days. He was just talking out of his ass at this point.

“Yeah, like you’re setting such a great example.” Dina scoffs and you could strangle her. You can tell that Ellie looks uncomfortable in this situation, and Dina poking the old mutt wasn’t helping.

“Oh, just what this town needs. Another loud-mouthed dyke.” Seth scoffs loudly, making you and the two girls pause. ‘He did not just call Ellie a loud-mouthed dyke.’ You clench your fist. There’s no mistaking who he was saying it to. You kept your dating life very private because your dad was very protective. Jesse was the only one who knew that you were into women. You didn’t tell Ellie, because you didn’t want her to realize that you’ve been crushing on her.

“What the fuck did you just say, you mangy old mutt?!” You snarl, Seth whirling around to see you marching towards him. You see Ellie’s angry glare over his shoulder and Dina’s panicked one as she tries to calm her down.

“You heard me.” Seth scoffs, “She’s a loud-mouthed dy-” Your fist hit his jaw before he could finish his sentence. Shouts immediately broke out as Seth hit the ground, and someone slid their arms under yours to keep you from stomping forward. From the smell of cigarettes and pine wood, you knew that it was your uncle.

“This dyke just socked you in your goddamn mouth!” You shout as your uncle Tommy drags you back, struggling in his grasp, “You’re nothing but a miserable old man! Get the fuck out of other people’s business!” Your dad appears out of nowhere, shoving Seth back when he tries to advance toward you.

“Hey!” Your dad shouts, “Get the hell out of here!”

“Get your hands off me.” Seth hisses, getting close to your dad. Your aunt Maria comes and steps between them before dragging Seth out of the room. From the look she gave you, you knew you’d be getting a lecture when she came back.

“Uncle Tommy, you can let me go.” You sigh as you watch your dad try to talk to Ellie. He lets you go, but he leads you by the shoulders out of the bar. Being a Miller came with a few things. An addiction to coffee, deadly shooting skills, and a hot temper. You were quick to swing rather than talk things out, and your mother used to joke that you got everything from your dad except your beauty. It was on days like this you missed her calmer disposition. You were inside your house not long after, taking a seat at the dinner table while your uncle made some coffee.

“You’re not going to lecture me?” You ask after a long silence.

“He deserved it.” Your uncle shrugs, placing a mug in front of you. You hear the door open and your dad comes into the house looking a bit down. ‘His talk with Ellie probably didn’t go too great. She’s still upset about what happened in Salt Lake City.’ You take a sip of your coffee as your dad sits next to your uncle.

“...That was a solid hit.” Your dad says, making you grin.

“Mama taught me that one.” You chuckle, “She told me punching was her favorite thing to do to assholes.” That made your dad and uncle chuckle as well.

“You uh… never told me you were into girls.” Your dad awkwardly clears his throat.

“It’s alright if you are.” Your uncle hurriedly cuts in, “We just thought you’d tell us once you were interested in someone.”

“Right. What he said.” Your dad nods along.

“It didn’t cross my mind.” You shrug, “I knew you’d have no issue with it, so I didn’t see any harm.”

“Well, you’re right about that. We have no issue with it.” Your dad shares a glance with his brother, “But uh… have you had any girlfriends?” You smile to yourself. ‘Predictable. The first thing they want to know, huh?’

“A few. There was that girl who was passing through and stayed for a month. Leslie. Heather… Sasha.” You drink from your cup and the two men choke on their coffee.

“Seth’s daughter?” Your uncle coughs out.

“Yup. Don’t tell him though, he’ll shoot me.” You laugh. The door opens again and you sink into your seat when you see your aunt come inside. She says nothing as she takes your uncle’s coffee and downs the rest of it. Your aunt Maria then fixes you with a stare that has you giving her a sheepish smile. ‘She’s gonna give me stable cleaning duty tomorrow, isn’t she?’

“Next time. You knock that bastard out so I don’t have to deal with him.” She huffs, making the rest of you burst into laughter.

You hear pounding on your bedroom door making you groan and throw the covers over your head. Sasha had snuck into your room last night after she found out what you did to her dad. Instead of being pissed, she made out with you as a thank you before declaring that she was going to come out to him. It pissed her off that he said that about her friend and lowkey about her, too. So, you were up a few hours later than you planned.

“Y/n, come on, kiddo!” Your dad shouts, “Your aunt stuck you on patrol today!”

“Fuck!” You shout, throwing the blankets off of you, “Why are you telling me now?!”

“Because she just told me! Now get your lazy ass up! You’re supposed to be heading out in ten minutes!” Your dad says before you hear his footsteps retreat. You yawn as you pull your pants on, briefly glancing at the hickeys Sasha had left last night. Within a couple of minutes, you’re fully dressed, not bothering to put a bra on in the spring weather. You head downstairs, grabbing the travel mug of hot chocolate your dad had left behind for you. Unless it was winter or a stressful time, the coffee stayed put away. The trees wouldn’t be bearing fruit until next year, so you rationed it out until then.

“Hey there, sunshine!” You hear Jesse shout as you walk out of the house. You turn to see him walking over with Ellie trailing behind him, who winces when she makes eye contact with you. ‘Ah, I didn’t have the chance to talk to her about what happened last night.’

“Mornin’ Jess.” You greet him. Jesse throws an arm over your shoulder, forcing you to walk with him. You note that the sky is cloudy so it’s likely to storm later. ‘Hopefully, we’re back from patrol before that starts.’

“I heard you had some fun last night.” Jesse grins, “Sasha told me Seth has a huge bruise on his face. Nice swing.”

“He said dumb shit last night so I shut him up.” You scoff, crossing your arms, “If the price I pay is extra patrol then so be it.”

“Thata girl.” Jesse squeezes you, “That's the Miller fire I’ve heard legends about.” He teases you.

“Ha, ha, funny.” You say dryly, greeting your horse with an affectionate pat, “Are you the one I’m patrolling with?” You settle onto the saddle.

“Me? Nah, you’re patrolling with Ellie. She got an extra shift for cursing Seth out, so you’re riding together. Stay safe, okay?” Jesse pats your leg. Your eyes flick over to Ellie who’s suspiciously silent.

“Will do.” You tell Jesse and he calls for them to open the gates. The patrol trail you usually take is a simple one. It runs along the river, cuts through the valley, and then drops you off by one of the lookout towers. Most people who find Jackson do so by following the river, which is why it’s the most patrolled area. It helped that the town is surrounded by mountains, keeping it well protected and hidden. Even infected rarely come this way, and any that do are taken out quickly.

“Okay, Williams. You’ve been oddly quiet over there.” You sigh, glancing at her, “What’s going on?”

“I um…” Ellie clears her throat, “I’m sorry about last night. With Seth. I didn’t expect to end up in the position that I was in.”

“Why are you apologizing?” You giggle, “I got such satisfaction from decking that old man. If you thought what he said last night was bad, you’d be furious with what he said drunk last month.”

“It doesn’t surprise me that Seth’s crazy like that. But um… you’re… into women?” Ellie glances at you but returns her gaze forward. ‘Shit.’ You curse.

“Yeah, I am. I um… I have been for a while.”

“A while?” Ellie jerks to a stop, making you stop too.

“Ah, yeah.” You chuckle nervously, “I didn’t tell anyone because I didn’t see a big deal in it, you know? Seth’s bullshit changed that though. You and Dina kissing isn’t anyone’s business.” You shrug, coaxing your horse to start walking again. ‘That’s right. No one’s business. Not mine, not Jesse’s, no one but them.’ You frown.

“About that… The kiss. There isn’t anything going on between Dina and me. She kissed me. I wasn’t expecting it at all.” Ellie explains, “So, yeah.”

“Ellie.” You give her a look, “If you’re into Dina, that’s okay. You don’t need to make excuses. Jesse won’t be upset with you and neither will I.”

“That’s the thing! I’m not.” Ellie huffs.

“You’re not what?” You tilt your head. Ellie’s horse puts on a sudden burst of speed and cuts in front of you. You yelp, your horse rearing back and coming to a sudden stop.

“I’m not into Dina!” Ellie shouts agitatedly before sighing and slouching in the saddle, “…I’ve been into you for years, Y/n. My first crush on you started when you saved me from that clicker on our way to Salt Lake City.” Your breathing hitches as you stare wide-eyed at the girl in front of you.

“It's been on and off, and I’ve dated other girls but… you always end up back in my mind. After Dina kissed me, I told her that it wouldn’t work out because I’m in love with you. No one has lasted because all I want is you.” Ellie says softly, staring you in the eyes. You’re speechless. You’ve been hiding your feelings for Ellie all of these years when she’s been doing the same?

“Els, I-” A snapping sound has you jerking your head to the side. Then you start hearing the snarling of infected and your eyes widen in terror when you see a group of them come stumbling out of the woods.

“Runners!” You shout, your horse taking off at your urging.

“Fuck!” Ellie shouts, taking out her gun as they chase you. You take yours out too, keeping a tight grip on the reins. You shoot at them as you try to keep your distance. You hiss in pain as one manages to scratch your leg as you kick it away.

“Go through the valley!” You shout over the gunfire, “We can pin them!” A horde in your area wasn’t common. You made sure to take out every infected that appeared so this must be a wandering one you, unfortunately, caught the attention of.

“Way ahead of you!” Ellie responds, guiding her horse into the mouth of the valley. You follow her, continuing to shoot at the ones behind you and making them fall over each other.

“Do you have a Molotov?! This would be the best place to burn them!”

“I can make one, but you’ll have to buy me some time!”

“Do it!” You turn your attention back to the horde. ‘Why does it have to be springtime?! These fuckers are so much slower in the winter!’ You growl. A shadow falls over you, and you snap your head up to see an infected falling from the cliff top. A scream is ripped from your throat as you’re thrown from the saddle and into the rock wall. Your body tumbles down and you can feel the sharp rocks cutting into your skin.

“Y/N!” You hear Ellie scream as your horse freaks out. You wrestle with the infected shooting it in the face before scrambling up. Ellie races past you and you watch as the Molotov bursts and set the infected ablaze.

“Come on!” Ellie yanks you up into the saddle with her. A sharp pain burns in your leg making you choke back a shout. You grip onto Ellie tightly, burying your face into her neck as you try to ignore the pain. Every movement from the horse makes it flare up, and before you know it you’re breathing heavily. The two of you stay quiet until you’re at the outpost. Ellie is quick to hop down from the saddle and help you, her brows creased in worry when you cry out in pain.

“Are you okay?” Ellie asks frantically, “You didn’t get bit, did you?” Her eyes scan your body looking for any obvious signs.

“No, no, I didn’t get bit.” You shake your head as she supports you, “I hurt my leg pretty badly when I was knocked down.” You limp your way upstairs, feeling blood soak into your pants.

“Let’s take a look and get you patched up, then.” Ellie sets you down carefully on one of the chairs, “I’m gonna need you to-” You take off your shoes, Ellie doing the same next to you.

“-Yeah, don’t worry. I’ve got it.” You wince as you unbutton your jeans and try to slide them down, but the pain spikes in your leg. You growl in frustration and Ellie chuckles as she places the first aid kit down on the table.

“Let me help you.” Ellie smiles at you. She slowly lifts your legs, bracing them against her hips as she delicately tugs your pants down your thighs. You blush as you feel her warm fingers brush against your thighs. Ellie’s too focused on making sure she doesn’t hurt you to notice you becoming increasingly flustered. When she gets your pants off, you lean your head back so she doesn’t see your blush. The sound of thunder in the distance reminds you that it’s going to rain.

“It’s bad.” Ellie says, pressing her fingers into the muscles.

“Ow! Ellie!” You jerk in her grasp, only making the pain flare up more.

“Shit, sorry. I was checking to see if it’s sprained.” Ellie holds you still, “It is. So, we’ll have to go slow on our way back to Jackson.” She wipes down the cut, meeting your eyes when you lift your head. You find yourself staring into her eyes, getting distracted by how green they look in the light. ‘How is she so beautiful? Those freckles, her silly smile, her eyes.’

“Before we got interrupted… you said that you love me…” You fidget with your fingers.

“I did.” Ellie glances up at you, wrapping the bandages with practiced ease, “I meant it, and I know if you don’t feel the same way, I probably ruined our friendship.” She sighs.

“Ellie.” You laugh, “I love you, too.”

“What?” Ellie snaps her head up.

“I didn’t bring up being into women to you because I’ve been crushing on you. If you knew that I was into girls, you’d notice. You don’t miss that kind of stuff.” You rub the back of your neck, “It’s been on and off since you saved me from that scavenger.”

“It’s been that long?” Ellie’s eyes widen, “Five years?”

“How’s that so shocking? You’re the same!” You playfully huff, crossing your arms. You can hear the rain pouring outside, so you wouldn’t be going back to Jackson anytime soon.

“Sorry.” Ellie blushes, helping you stand up, “I just- this is so surprising to me. I mean… I love you, and you…”

“Love you, too?” You nudge her, letting her guide you to your bed in the back. There was an area in the outpost that was set up as a room for any situations that called for it. You and Ellie had taken it a step further and secretly made a small area for the two of you. Well, your dad and uncle knew about it because they helped you with it, but no one else knew. It was your favorite spot to retreat to during the winter months when you were waiting out a blizzard. So, it only made sense to head there now.

“Exactly.” Ellie chuckles, lowering you onto the mattress. You swallow hard as she shimmies out of her jeans, tossing them onto the end of the bed, and sits down next to you. It’s then you realize that Ellie must have seen the hickeys but she didn’t say anything about it. As if she knows what you’re thinking, she taps on the mark, “Who’s this from?”

“Why? Jealous, Williams?” You smirk, making her roll her eyes.

“A little.” Ellie admits, a smirk on her face, “Maybe I just want to know my competition.”

“She’s not competition, but it was a thank you from Sasha.”

“No way! Seth’s daughter?!” Ellie gasps.

“Yeah.” You nod, laughing, “But, as I said… she’s not competition… if you can show me how much you love me.” You smile teasingly.

“And how would I do that?” Ellie raises an eyebrow.

“Kiss me.” You request.

“That I can do.” Ellie smirks, leaning in but moving back when you move forward to meet her lips. You huff in aggravation before Ellie’s hand cradles the back of your head and pulls you into a kiss. Her lips are chapped and rough against yours, but you don’t mind. The kiss is soft and slow, even the way she nips at your bottom lip doesn’t give any desperation. Your lips part, letting her tongue intertwine with yours in a deep kiss. Even with her tongue in your mouth, Ellie doesn’t change her pace and takes her time with you. You didn’t mind at all, more than happy that you’re finally kissing her. In fact, her hand caressing your neck sends shivers down your spine and makes your cunt tingle.

Momentarily forgetting about your leg, you shift your position wanting to get closer to her. Your leg reminded you that it was injured. You whimper in pain, pulling away from the kiss to hold your thigh, “Fuck, sorry.” You sigh, disappointed that the kiss has ended, “My leg.”

“It’s okay.” Ellie moves and gently lifts you onto her lap so your thighs rest across hers.

“What are you doing?” You furrow your brow as she moves you around until she’s satisfied.

“I can ease the pain for you, but uh… it wouldn’t be with any pain pills.” Ellie clears her throat, a slight blush on her face, “Orgasms relax muscles and stuff… so I could, ya know- b-but only with your permission!”

“Oh.” You feel your cheeks heat up. Ellie’s offering to touch you. This wasn’t something you believed would happen, but your body was excited about the prospect. The tingling between your thighs made you want to squeeze them together, but you wisely chose not to.

“I… I wouldn’t mind.” You look away as your cheeks burn hotter, “You can touch me.”

“I-It’s just for the pain.” Ellie stutters, but you both knew otherwise, “Could… Could you look at me?” She asks and you meet her eyes. You hold your breath as you feel her part your thighs, fingers gliding up the inside of them before she tugs your panties to the side. There’s a moment of pause and you give her a reassuring nod. You wanted this, even if it was under the disguise of relieving your pain. You gasp as her fingers slip into you, gradually going deeper until she’s up to her knuckles. Your gaze flicks down to her lips and back up to her eyes where you can see the desire in them. And yet, even with her fingers buried in you, Ellie doesn’t move them.

“Can I kiss you?” Ellie whispers and you nod. The two of you lean in and as your lips touch, she starts moving her fingers. You wrap your arms around her, once again being surprised by the delicate way she’s treating you. There’s no rush, no roughness, not even a little force that you’ve caught other girls whispering about. Her fingers move at a leisurely pace as if she’s enjoying the moment. You let her dip her tongue in your mouth, soft moans leaving your throat as she caresses your g-spot. You’re forced to break the kiss, a whine leaving your lips when she presses her fingers a bit harder against you. You rest your head against her shoulder as she chuckles, her other arm pulling you closer to her.

“What’s so funny?” You breathe out, trying to speak without a moan interrupting you.

“You are.” Ellie hums, looking at you lovingly, “You’re sitting in my lap with my fingers inside of you. I didn’t think this is how today would go at all.”

“Shut up, Williams.” You groan, burying your face into her neck.

“I like how you feel around my fingers, Miller.” Ellie purrs, “Your wet walls tighten around me with every movement I make.”

“Ellie!” You whine, “D-Don’t say that!”

“But it’s so cute, Y/n. Your little moans, how your breathing hitches when I do this-” Pleasure shoots up your spine, making your breathing hitch, “-how you’re trying so hard not to grind against my fingers.” You could feel your orgasm on the edge and you couldn’t wait for it. You wanted to cum for her, especially after how sweetly she’s been treating you.

“Can I cum for you?” You gasp, “Please? I’m right there, Ellie.”

“Only if you want to.” Ellie kisses your forehead, her fingers still working at the same steady pace. You were going to say something when your orgasm tumbles over the edge. You tilt your head back, a low groan leaving your throat as you squirt all over her fingers.

“There you go, baby.” Ellie coos, fucking you through it. You breathe heavily, closing your eyes as your mind drifts and your body relaxes. You can feel your cum running down your thighs, but that’s a distant thought with your sleepiness coming through. Your body is moved so you’re laying down, nestled in Ellie’s arms while your injured thigh is still resting on hers.

“I haven’t been touched like that in a while.” You whisper, eyes cracking open to look at her face, “It was nice.” She drapes a thin blanket over the two of you, making it feel cozier.

“I’m glad you liked it.” Ellie whispers back, kissing your nose, “Rest.” The two of you are lulled to sleep by the sound of the rain.

When you wake up, you smile and kiss Ellie’s neck and snuggle closer to her. The pain in your thigh was still there, but it didn’t feel as bad as it did before. As you lay there waiting for her to wake up, your mind started to wander. You thought about all of the moments that led to you falling in love with her. Times when she didn’t even realize that she made your heart race faster or took your breath away. There were too many to keep track of.

“Y/n?” Ellie sleepily turns to you, a smile on her face, “Hey there.”

“Hey there.” You giggle.

“How’s your thigh?” Ellie shifts, placing a hand on your injured thigh.

“It hurts a bit, but it’s nothing I can’t manage right now. It’s still storming outside so we can’t leave, yet.” You sigh then bite your lip. You wanted to return the favor to Ellie. She made you feel good and you wanted her to feel that way, too.

“What’s wrong?” Ellie asks in concern.

“Nothing’s wrong, Els. I just… can I return the favor? Can I touch you as well?” You question, fidgeting with her flannel.

“Touch… Oh. I-I mean, yeah, that’s- that’s fine with me.” Ellie stutters, turning pink.

“Is it okay to now?” You brighten up, excited that she’s comfortable with you touching her.

“Yeah, go ahead.” Ellie nods. Your hand drifts down, twisting her underwear to the side and you stick two fingers into her. You hear Ellie let out a small gasp, but you’re too distracted by how tight she is. You wiggle your fingers, spreading them apart to stretch her out and getting a whine from her.

“Does that hurt?” You ask in concern.

“A little.” Ellie breathes out, “I think I’m tighter than most girls. But, it’s okay, you can continue.” You place a kiss on her chest and go back to stretching her out. You take your time, making sure she’s comfortable before you start fingering her. You went slow, almost marveling at how wet she was, at how good she felt around your fingers. This wasn’t anything new to you, but it was Ellie. There was something different about pleasuring the woman you’ve fallen in love with. Her moans made you itch to fuck her faster, but you wanted her to enjoy it. So, when the urge to suck on her clit lodged itself into your mind, you asked Ellie if you could kiss her. With an eager nod, pressed your lips to hers and she gave you full control. You could’ve moaned from the way Ellie let you put your tongue in her mouth. Your fingers twitched, but you clamped down on your self-control and kept a steady pace.

“Please go faster.” Ellie begs you, “Please. Plea- Fuck!” She gasps as you press down harder, an amused smile on your face. If she had begged you earlier, you would’ve done it in a heartbeat, but not now. You knew she was getting closer to her orgasm, and you liked the way she ground against your fingers.

“No can do, babygirl.” You tease her, feeling her tighten around you, “You’re about to cum. I wouldn’t want to ruin that, now would I?”

“You’re so unfair!” Ellie groans, “It wouldn’t ruin anything.”

“You’re right.” You hum, pecking her lips, “I just want to hear your cute moans a little longer.”

“Please let me cum for you.” Ellie whines, “Please!” You bite your lip but she gives you pleading eyes and you oblige. Ellie moans loudly as her pussy clamps down on your fingers. You let out a low curse, surprised at how tightly she was squeezing your fingers. You couldn’t move them even if you wanted to, so you had to wait out her orgasm before you could take them out.

You pull Ellie into your arms when you see the glassy look in her eyes. She cuddles up to you, keeping your injury in mind as she does. You lay there in silence, stroking her hair as she tries to calm her breathing, “I love you.” You whisper, kissing her on the top of her head.

“I love you, too.” Ellie whispers against your skin, making your heart flutter.

[this-is-a-podcast-fanblog]

i need to hear your reasoning on janet coming back and also what you think will / want to happen when she does

Oh boy. Okay, to be completely honest based on Finknoriams' writing, in my heart of hearts I don't think she is going to come back. From a narrative perspective by all rules of how to write a plot, she should, but Fink and Cranor haven't been interested in following the rules of plot for a long time and Brie Williams only became an official writer after that season was already over. And they also said on Patreon that Janet Varney was only booked for a limited number of voice spots as Lubelle. So don't expect her to come back again based on one dyke on Tumblr saying she should. If she does ever return it will likely be years from now when they bring back older material, like what's happening now with Kevin.

However, they SHOULD bring her back, and here's why and here's what I want to happen.

Buckle up.

Narratively, the University of What It Is arc was just unsatisfying. The first time they were ever mentioned was all the way back in year three, when a faculty member named Sylvia Kayyali came to Night Vale while Carlos was in the Desert Otherworld. She told Cecil that Carlos had been missing for several decades. At the time, this seemed to fit into the whole idea of "time doesn't work in Night Vale", especially with the later reveal that time doesn't work in the Desert Otherworld but like, even more so. Except when Janet arrived, she didn't seem to think Carlos had been missing for years. She didn't even seem that interested in Carlos when she first arrived.

Janet's introduction came in the form of a post-credit voicemail, where she said that Kareem Nazari got in touch with the UOWII to tell them about Night Vale. Why would Kareem need to do that if they already knew what Night Vale was? Secondly, when Kayyali came to town over seven years ago, she said that her University had no science department aside from Carlos and ever since he left there were no scientists on staff. So how could Dr. Janet Lubelle, a dedicated scientist with a huge research team, have not only materialized in the University's staff but also become interim dean of their new branch over the course of just seven years?

In writing, there's premise and then there's plot. Sometimes the two don't line up. Take something like Repo the Genetic Opera as an example. The concept of that musical is a world where people can finance their organs from a large corporation called Geneco, which will repossess those organs if the lender doesn't pay. That's a really interesting premise, and the story could use it to talk about Capitalism and the insurance industry. However, the story isn't interested in those things, and it uses its premise as more of a backdrop for the actual story, which is a family drama and a coming-of-age. Just because a writer sets up a premise for their story doesn't necessarily mean that the premise needs to be explored in great depth.

Or, to use another example, take Breaking Bad. When Walter decides he'll start cooking meth for Gus Fring, there's already a lab built, and Gus already has a huge distribution system that he can easily plug Walter into. How he built that lab and got connected to this system isn't really important to the plot, because the plot can't continue if he doesn't have it. He has it because he needs to have it. But the story carefully gives us enough glimpses into Gus's past, his connections with the cartel, and his operation, that it makes sense for him to have this lab and network. It doesn't feel contrived, it feels realistic.

I mean, Night Vale itself sort of follows this idea, at least for the first few seasons. It's a town where every conspiracy theory is true. Why is every conspiracy theory true? Who knows! Here's the weather. Of course, by now the show has been going on for so long that the how and why have been fleshed out a little more, but it's ultimately not important to the story how Night Vale works. Until Doctor Janet Lubelle, who wants to know why everything is the way it is.

That's how she was presented, at least. But again with premise versus plot: the story says that Janet wants to understand why everything is the way it is, the reality shows that she wants to just explain everything away. As such, her motivations are really unclear. And like I've already said, you can have a premise that raises questions without needing to answer them all. The problem is that this season introduces so many questions to the point that they sometimes conflict with each other and ultimately the story of the season just doesn't make sense. This is all wrapped up in "Carlos, Explained", to a degree that doesn't actually make sense.

Q: Why did Kareem Nazari call the University of What It Is?

A: Doesn't matter.

Q: How did Janet get hundreds of scientists to come to Night Vale with her anyway, if Carlos was the only science professor seven years ago?

A: Doesn't matter.

Q: Does Janet want to understand how everything in Night Vale works?

A: No, she's just going to explain things away.

Q: Then does she not care how things work?

A: No, she just wants to prove a point.

Q: What is the point she's trying to prove?

A: That her version of science is better than Carlos's.

Q: And why is she trying to prove that?

A: Because Carlos took away all of her funding years ago.

Q: Then why didn't she come to town years ago if she knew Carlos was here all along?

A: Doesn't matter.

Q: Then why did she wait an entire year to explain Carlos away?

A: Because she wanted to destroy Night Vale first.

Q: But why did she want to destroy Night Vale?

A: To fuck with Carlos.

Q: Then why did she seemingly not care about Carlos at all for the entire year she was there or the entire seven years before that?

A: Doesn't matter.

Q: Then why did her team entirely abandon her if she'd brought them out here for the express purpose of fucking with Carlos?

A: That's not why she brought them out here.

Q: Then why did she?

A: Doesn't matter.

And the problem is that you can continue these circular questions forever. No, we don't need to know exactly how Janet recruited all her scientists or how she became Interim Dean, but her motivations and the story as a whole don't have enough internal logic. The only way to successfully conclude this arc would have been to give it way more time, and that just didn't happen.

But at the end of the day, what was the story of Janet Lubelle actually about? We've talked a lot about concept versus execution. Repo! the Genetic Opera is about taking people's organs for an insurance market, sure, but at the heart, it's about family. Breaking Bad is a story about a meth kingpin, but at the heart it's a story about change. Spirited Away is about growing up. American Gods is about religion and memory. Night Vale is a Jewish folktale and a love story.

What is the story of Janet Lubelle? Is it a revenge story? If it is, it doesn't set up the motivations for revenge, because I'm sorry but one episode where Janet says Carlos stole her funding is not enough of a motivation. Is it a story about how power corrupts? Then you have to give us some inclination of where her power stems from. Is it, as some people have suggested, a story about how a rigid system of conformity tries to erase queerness? Yes, this sounds right at first, but the text doesn't hold that idea up enough when we barely know anything about the University as a whole or Janet as an individual. Is the story just that some people are bad? To be honest, that's not a very interesting story.

I like all of these concepts individually, but they don't come together enough to create a satisfying narrative. Janet Lubelle as a character has a lot of potential, especially since she's the first person to permanently kill off some Night Vale regulars like Sarah Sultan and the Glow Cloud. I think her relationship to the town as an enemy is interesting.

What I would like to see, if she comes back, is exploring her relationship to the town as someone who can't leave. Carlos was a scientist who came to Night Vale with wide eyes and fascination, who fell in love with it easily and decided to stay in spite of his skepticism. It's also strongly implied throughout the show that if the town wants you, it's not going to let you go. I'd love to see Janet coming to terms with the fact that she's stuck in a town she tried to destroy. How could Night Vale challenge her worldview? How could it deradicalize her from her idea that anything unfamiliar needs to be destroyed? Could she accept that Carlos has won again, or would she be a permanent minor antagonist like Kevin, someone to come up and be foiled ever so often?

There's a lot left to explore with Dr. Janet Lubelle. It probably won't be, but I'll happily talk about her anytime someone wants me to.